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-There’s no way this ends with
you staying in this apartment.

-This was supposed to be
my forever home.

-Zooey, this is, ah,
Rochelle.

-The power -- it’s all back?

-It was my mom.
I touched her hand

and it was like plugging into
a 12-gauge speaker wire.

- You don’t
need them anymore, Susan.

-Susan!

-Let’s storm the castle.
And get our girl back.

-Gang’s all here!

Your office?

-Do you want to get that?
-Oh! No, it’s okay.

-As I was saying,
after this time off,

I am just
a totally different person.

-I’m picking up on that.

-I read a little,
traveled a little

and just hung out.

Can you picture me
just hanging out?

-I’m trying.
-And now I’m back!

Ready to strap right back
into that co-pilot seat

and play that second fiddle
like Jascha Heifetz!

-We hired a new agent.

Her name’s Lomax
and she’s excellent.

-Can’t wait
to work with her.

That is, if I’m still welcome.

-Susan, you are family.

It’s just, this is really
all of a sudden

and I just want to
make sure--

Excuse me.
Can we help you?

-Yeah.

I could tell you were getting
to the part where you wipe

Susan’s tears off her shoes
with your perfect hair

and I just had
a quick question first.

Bitch, what the actual hell?

Where were you
when I was getting

squeezed out of your house
like a festering zit

on prom night, huh?

-You were in my house?
You just walked in?

-No! I jimmied the back door
and then I walked in.

Your house kicked the shit
out of me and then spit me out!

-I have no idea
what you’re talking about.

-It happened.
We saw her.

-I told you I was traveling.

It must have happened
when I was gone. Weird!

-I saw you in the mirror...

and I know you saw me.

-Let’s figure this out tomorrow.
But I’ll be honest:

You got a lot of fences
to mend around here.

That’s what I do.

I’m a people person!

-I don’t believe it.
-It’s true!

-A linear accelerator capable of
creating electron beams

up to 35 mega-electron volts

that weighs
less than 75 kilograms?

-It’s less than
half a meter in diameter!

-Unbelievable.
-Mm.

A doctor can throw it
in his back seat,

drive to a rural hospital
and deliver

precise radiation treatments.

-Hm.

-This stuff is being developed
by people

not half as brilliant as you.

But they have support,
they have resources.

-Shell, I’ve been
out of the game too long.

It would take me ages
to catch up.

-All the more reason
to start now.

-Mmm...

-August, you can’t be happy
duct taping a VCR to a...

a blender so you can
frappé some evil spirit

and calling it science.

Come back to ASDRA, Augie.

Promise me you’ll at least
consider it?

-Lomax, right?

I’m Susan. Ireland.

-It’s-it-it’s nice to meet you.

-I saw you the other night.

No one introduced us

which I thought was rude.

-I-I suppose you want
your office back?

-No rush.
I won’t be around much.

I have appointments today.

New listings. Prospects.
Possibilities.

A real estate agent
who hangs around the office

has no reason to live.

-Darkest motivational poster
ever.

-Phil!
-Welcome back.

-I am literally dying
for that boundary confirmation

on the Matthews place.

-Matthews? Matthews, it’s a...
That’s a normie.

I have a couple things here
that can’t wait.

-What makes you think
I’ll wait?

I’m driving there this
afternoon. You can come along.

-No, no, I can’t.
Felicity has a doc appointment.

-Sounds like
a "you" problem.

-No, if it was a "me" problem

we’d have
something to talk about.

This is a "her" problem
and those aren’t negotiable.

Look,
I’ll do the research tonight

and I can do
the site visit later.

-Fine.

-Hey, Dad.

Sorry I didn’t get here sooner.

The, uh...

I know they’re gonna
be opening any minute, uh...

-Luke!

I am your father.

I always
wanted to do that.

-How are you, Dad?

-Still dead.
Otherwise I’m good.

-I, uh, geez! Let’s see.

Uh, when last we left off

I thought I’d found mom,
but really it was-

-Doesn’t matter.
It’s all in the past.

What matters now
is the future.

-I talked to mom.
-I know.

-The real one, I...

We didn’t, like,

run into each other’s arms
or anything, but I think

we started towards...
I don’t know.

An understanding?

-That’s good, Luke.

You needed that.

-But, hey,
got my fastball back.

We could pick up
where we left off and--

-Yeah.
Things have changed.

You were
my unfinished business.

I raised you alone,
making it up as I went along.

And I think I did
a fairly good job.

But, I didn’t want to
leave you behind

with you blaming yourself
for family things

that were not your fault.

Now you need to move on
in your life.

And I need to see
what’s next.

-No.

I still need you, Dad.

-You know it’s not natural
for me to be here.

Take away
my rugged good looks,

I’m just like
one of those things you find

in your clients’ attic.

Now, you know
better than anybody

what I need to do.

-Absolutely not.

-Luke!
The last thing I want--

-Just a second!

If they could open any--

minute.

Megan. Hi!

It’s Luke...
Roman.

Uh, I saw you called.

Try me back.
I’ll try you back.

We’ll try each other...
back.

[approaching footsteps

I’m going to the
Hennessy closing.

-Have fun.

-You haven’t talked any more
to Susan, have you?

I know.
She’s been a little--

-Heinous?

-Off.

Zooey, she had a moment
where she wondered

if her life was really going
the way she wanted it to.

It happens to people,

like you
and the whole agent thing.

-And the law school thing.

Law school takes, like,
three years.

And that’s if
I went full time.

-It’s what it takes.
-And what if I hate it?

-Zooey...
-It only took me a few weeks

to learn real estate.
And then a few more days

to realize that I would rather
exfoliate with drain cleaner

than do it every day
for the rest of my life.

-So, you’re just giving up?

-Technically,
I never started, so...

What?

-Nothing.

Just play nice
with Susan, okay?

-Not going to toss her
out the door or anything.

’Cause that
would be wrong.

-Welcome back.

-Augie! Thank you!

-I got your, uh, email

regarding the
Gunderson homesite.

We don’t generally do PKTs
on raw land.

-Marvin Gunderson
is very superstitious.

He wants to make sure
the dirt is clean

before he builds.
How ’bout Thursday afternoon?

-I’m evaluating a new
Lomax listing at three.

Could we make it five?

-I don’t work
past five anymore.

It’s part of my new
work-life balance.

How ’bout tomorrow?
It’s a beautiful place,

up on a cliff,
amazing views.

Gives you chills.

-Tomorrow it is.

-Zooey, I need you
to clear my calendar

after five and on weekends.
I’m taking time for us.

-Who’s us?

-Me, myself and I.

Drop that off at the
dry cleaners. No starch.

What?

-Oh, I’m just looking around
for who you’re talking to

because I know it’s not me!

-Oh.

You’re not an agent.
You’re support staff.

If you’re not
doing my grunt work,

why are you even here?

- I missed you.

-I... missed you, too.

-Don’t forget me

just because
you’re out in the world.

-I could never forget you.

-There are so many distractions
out in the world, Susan.

Some have to be eliminated.

-But...
they’re my friends.

-Some have
to be eliminated.

-Luke!

-Surprise.

I realized I never brought you
a housewarming present.

We’d never blow off
a client like that.

-Thank you.
It’s lovely.

-So, this is the place.

What is it?
Four bedrooms?

-Three and three,
but they’re huge.

-Huh. Thought it was bigger
from outside.

-Fits me perfectly.

-I can see why you never
want to leave the place.

-I’d rather die.

Well, that was
a little dramatic, wasn’t it?

-Hm.
-I just...

You know,
there’s something about home.

Well, thanks so much
for stopping by.

Friends?

-Always.

Help me.

Help me.

Please Luke, help.

-I’ll be back.
Promise.

Hey, we have to
do this again sometime.

-Hm.

-Hey, Zooey.
Sorry to bother you at home.

We need an all-hands meeting
tomorrow.

Everybody but Susan.

Just make sure
that everyone is there.

Yes, that means you, also.

-Uh-huh.
Yeah, she’s asleep.

Finally.

Yes, her poop is perfect.
Like a spicy Dijon mustard.

Anthony, you worry too much.
We’re fine!

Then check it yourself.
Uh-huh.

Wait, what?
You’re gonna be late tonight?

Hang on, someone’s at the door.
Let me call you right back.

Boy, do you have
the wrong house.

-I’m looking for Father...

Mr. Orley.

-I’m Phil Orley.

What the hell do you people
want from me now?

-What the hell, indeed.

I’m sorry to bother you at home.
It was the only address I had.

-What’s this about, Father?

-I am actually here
as an unofficial representative

of Bishop Fabrizi in Rome.

-You know, you’re going to
have to excuse me.

I haven’t seen
an org chart in a while.

-Bishop Fabrizi was a colleague
of your mentor, Father Diaz.

The bishop would like to know

if you have any interest
in continuing his work.

-Oh.

Well, is the bishop
not up on current events?

I turned in my surplice and
parking pass several years ago.

-The bishop believes
that your...

outsider status

would actually give you
the spiritual distance

to be a more dispassionate judge
of the phenomena you encounter.

-Spiritual distance.
That’s good.

That’s good, I like that.

You know what, Father?

I’m kind of enjoying
my spiritual distance right now

and I think I’m going to
maintain that

by staying the hell away.

-What I am about to tell you

is confidential.

-What is it?

Is Easter cancelled?
Did they find a body?

-There are some global patterns
we are seeing that are alarming.

Incidents of demonic possession
in children.

Young children.

-Diaz wrote a book
about that.

-And you researched it.

You edited it.

And that is why
I’m here.

You would have access
to all of the Vatican archives,

including the Apostolic Archive
in Belvedere Court.

-Excuse me?
Cortile de Belvedere?

I didn’t have access to that
when I wore the uniform.

-You see the urgency
of the matter.

-No.
Out of the question.

I have a family,
I can’t just move to Rome.

-Arrangements
can always be made.

All I ask is...

Consider it.

Call me
if you have any questions.

-You didn’t lie.

This view is magnificent.

-Takes your breath away.

-The PKE needle hasn’t moved.

Your Mr. Gunderson
has nothing to fear.

-We’re done here, yes?

-We have some
unfinished business.

We never got around
to doing

a thorough analysis
of your house.

-Oh, there’s no need.

I live there now
and it’s wonderful.

-There is
what happened to Zooey.

-Zooey’s a flake.

She’s a trespasser
and a distraction.

-There’s something
I’ve never told you;

Never told anyone.

It happened your first week
at the agency.

Zooey was working late

and who should stumble off
the elevator but Bob Livingston

your old boss.

He’d been drinking
and looking for you,

professing his undying love.

She told Livingston
to leave you alone.

She told him
you didn’t need him,

You just needed a little more
confidence in yourself.

So she confiscated his keys,
validated his parking,

called him a cab and told him
to get the eff out.

I just thought
you should know that Zooey,

this flake,
this distraction...

it’s just possible
she believed in Susan Ireland

more than you did.

- No, I’m afraid
Miss Amaranth wo

Well, is that
very necessary?

Uh, okay, just--
Just be gentle with her, okay?

She’s...

a nice old lady.

-Sorry.
-Let’s cut to the chase.

Susan definitely isn’t Susan.

-Then who was that
unpleasant woman who just

-kicked me out of my office?
-It’s her dark side.

It’s all of Susan’s ambition
and confidence

without any of the humanity.

-The limited data I have...

suggests something
we’ve never seen before:

A living person possessed
by an inorganic spirit.

-Inorganic?

-It’s not alive.
It never was.

That’s why it didn’t trip
our incursion alarm

as the roadies did.

-So...

how do we kill it?

-Killing it
without killing Susan...

that’s the trick.

Thank goodness we didn’t use
our device the other night.

It could have done
horrible damage.

-How?
-It was designed to extract

Susan from the house;
not pull the house from Susan.

-Guys...

do we even know she’s alive?

-Phil!

-She asked me for help.

It was quiet and weak,

but it was there.

You were right all along.

-I’m saving the I told you so’s
’til Susan’s back safe

but they are coming.

-What about the builder
with the funny name?

-Rabbitfoot. Yeah, I actually
just texted you his address.

Look, if this is
a possession,

it’s kind of
my side of the street.

Let me dig in,
see if anything clicks.

-My friend, Rochelle,
has been working on a technology

that extracts organic minerals
from solid rock.

-May be an application there.
- For what?

-Susan. Hi.

-I don’t remember getting
a staff meeting request

about tonight.

-Uh, um...
-This isn’t a staff meeting.

It’s just a... special teams
get-together on, um...

on, um...

-They’re about to evict
Elsa Amaranth.

There’s gonna be
a huge PR fallout

and we were just discussing
how to handle the messaging.

-If it’s brand-related,
I have some thoughts.

-We can’t wait to hear them!
And by "we," I mean Lomax.

-Hm.

-Thomas Rabbitfoot?

-That’d be me.
And who are you?

-I’m here about the house
on Kindenman street.

Rabbitfoot.
It’s a interesting name.

-Family legend goes...

that the clerk
at Ellis Island

had so much difficulty

pronouncing my
great-great-grandfather’s name

that he went for the
lucky charm in his pocket.

-That’s terrible.

-Ancient Romans considered
the human phallus a lucky charm.

Maybe we got off easy.

Please.

Now, about the house.

What has it done?

-Friend of mine
bought the house and...

I don’t know.

It’s sort of...
taken her over.

You know something?

-Her name was Hela Ensom,
a Norwegian woman.

From Telemark, I think.

She worked for
an energy company.

She was out on an oil rig
six to nine months of the year.

She came to me.
She asked me to design a house.

Actually, that’s not accurate.

She wanted to design a house
and she wanted me...

to smile, nod
and build it.

-And you did.

-She was involved
in every detail.

Everything had to
mean something to her.

-It’s why people build custom.

-It was more than that.
She immersed herself in it.

She said it was her
Evig Hus .

Forever house.

-So, what happened?

-She died.

A big storm
hit the oil rig.

She was swept over the side,
along with eight others.

Her body was never found.

And this happened a week after
she moved into the house.

Hela had no relatives,
so...

the bank basically
took it over

and then leased it
a bunch of times, but nobody...

would stay in it
more than a week or so.

-Any idea why?

-You’re gonna think
I’m crazy.

-Try me.

-The house was mourning her.

Hela had put so much of herself
into that house it was like...

it was an extension of her.

Now, people could move in,

but something would go wrong

and they would be out
in a day or two.

The house is rejecting them
for not being...

Hela Ensom.

-So this house,
what does it want?

-It wants permanence.

It wants somebody to move in
and stay.

It wants to be
a part of somebody forever!

The short answer:

It wants her.

It wants Hela.

-Wow.

Hela looked a lot
like someone I know.

-Ready, Freddy?
-Where are we going?

-Matthews.
Boundary confirmation, remember?

I’ll drive.

[crow

So, tell me:

What were you all
talking about last night?

-You know, like, uh,
like Luke said, the, uh,

the Amaranth case and, uh,
its potential damage.

Uh, you know you might want to,
like, slow down just a little--

-I don’t think
that’s exactly true.

-Oh!

-What were you really
talking about?

-Uh. Uh, uh. You! You!

Okay? We were-we were
talking about you!

-And?
-And, um...

you know, just how we could be
loving and supportive friends

in this-in this difficult time.

Okay, okay!
We were talking about how to

get the house out of you
or you out of the house, okay?

There’s a really
sharp turn up ahead!

-What was your plan?
-Well, it wasn’t really a plan!

Susan!

I’m an exorcist!
Augie is a scientist!

Luke is a specialist!
Zooey’s an anarchist!

One of us has to be right
about something!

Shit!

What?

-Now, just so I understand...

you want to offer me up
as a human sacrifice

to a naughty old house?

-That’s not at all
what we just said.

-Elsa, you need a forever home

and this house needs someone
that will love it forever.

Feels like there’s a deal
to be made here.

-I do like the kitchen.

-And look at that view.

Three bedrooms, three baths,
tons of space.

-Yeah, it’ll probably take
an eternity just to clean it!

Let me just
show it to you.

Maybe you’ll hit it off.

-Oh! If you’ll excuse me.

-Mm.

-Phil.
-Luke, I’m a dad, okay?

People depend on me!
I can’t keep doing this shit!

We need to
have a long talk!

-What?

-Oh, Rochelle!
He’s in his workshop.

Augie?

-Ah! You have it?

-Downstairs. My people
are moving it into your van.

You want to use this
on a person?

-Well, yes.

And no.

- Why can’t they
just leave us alone?

- They love me.

After all the things
you’ve done to them,

all the shitty things
you’ve said,

they still love me.

-I love you, Susan.
-It’s not the same!

-They’re not taking you back.
I won’t lose you again.

-Just real quick,
a few parting thoughts.

-Why won’t you people
leave us alone?

-It’s only me.

You scared off
Phil and August.

You pissed off Zooey.
She’s done with you.

Looks like you win.

-And, yet, here you are.

-When it comes
to people I love,

I’m stubborn, loyal
and not too bright.

-What do you want?

-Give me one last chance
to say goodbye to Susan.

The real Susan.

Not the version
that’s 50% drywall

-and roofing nails.
-No!

-I know that she
looks like Hela Ensom.

She has her energy, her spirit
but she is not her.

She’s not gonna get
swept off an oil rig.

She’s a real estate lady

who fell in love with the
wrong house at the wrong time

and I just want to say
I’m sorry...

and goodbye.

- Intruder alert.

Back door.

-Liar.
-Intruder alert.

Intruder alert.

-I don’t think I like
these new friends of yours.

What?
Uh!

What the...?

-Stick around, kid.

-Susan!

-Luke?

-Recede ab nobis, domus!

Recede ab hac femina--

Leges omnes pertinentes
emptionem venditionemque

peculiorum in hoc
mundo seculare--

Locatio tua abit!

Locatio tua abit!

Ah!

Ahhh!

-Ah!

-Ah!

-Augie, it’s working!

Come on!

No, no!

- Oh, dear.

- Augie, run!

-I didn’t know
if you’d come.

Something bad is happening
in your name.

I thought
you might want to fix it.

-Luke Roman!

We have some
unfinished business!

I’ve missed you so much.

-Hey...

I’m so sorry.

-I know.

Thanks for coming back.

-I was so worried about you.

-So, we probably
should have called first, huh?

- Okay, that wraps up
new business.

Just some final
housekeeping items.

The Amaranth House,

formerly known as
the Ensom House,

closes at the end of the month.

Special shoutout
to Lomax and Zooey

for expediting the papers and
getting Elsa’s stuff moved in.

They beat the bulldozers
by 12 hours.

-Not even close enough
to be exciting.

-You about wrapped up?

I got a couple of things.

First off,
congratulations are in order.

Father Phil has informed me
that he’s moving to Rome,

where I assume
he will do as the Romans do.

August will also
be leaving us next month

to rejoin --
now I can never remember this...

The Advanced Science and Defense
Research Administration

where he will continue
to argue with Rochelle,

only now
he will be well paid for it.

And Zooey?

Well, Zooey will be starting
law school in the fall,

so we won’t see as much of her
as we’d like, either.

Now, as you can imagine,

I have struggled with this.

You are not only
my colleagues...

you are my friends.

But, after what
Susan has been through,

I’ve come to understand
the danger and futility

of holding onto something
too tight.

Even...

something you love.

So, just so you know,

wherever you go from here,

there is something about home.

And this is home.

-So stupid.

-To avoid ending this meeting
on a bummer note,

I have one last announcement.

I’m making Susan
a full partner in the agency.

I think you’ll all agree
that it’s long, long overdue.

-Hell, yeah!

- Cheers! Yes!

Congratulations, partner!

-Excuse me!
Where are you going?

-Yeah. What is it?

-I’m good.

-It’s not really an office.
It’s more like a desk

in the middle of a room.

-Partners?
-Partners.

-So, who do I talk to
about poaching an office?

-First thing Monday, gotta start
looking for new staff.

-We better get on it because
there are so many listings.

-So many spookies.

-So little time.

Speaking of time...
I gotta run.

It’s been a day of goodbyes
and, uh...

I’ve got one more.

-You know this, uh, place
kinda grows on you.

-I didn’t know if
you’d still be, uh... around.

-I couldn’t let those words
be our last.

-I’ve been thinking...

-Thinking is good.

-I’ve been thinking that trying
to hold onto something too tight

is a good way to lose it.

-You won’t lose me, Luke.

As long as you keep me
in here.

-You should go.

Find out what’s out there.

-You know,
we’ve never been a...

family of huggers.

So, let’s just say...

See you around.

Son...

you’re my way
of leaving the world

better than I found it.

-I love you, Dad.

Megan! Hi!

It’s great
to hear your voice.

Oh, you know.

How are you?

Really?

How long were they dead?

Hm.