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(camera shutter snapping)

- Arny, where are you?

(tires screeching)

Well, Lake Lochland
doesn't do late.

You've got five minutes.

- I'd say don't
worry about it, Kate,

Scott may be getting out today.

- [Kate] Oh, that's right.

Oh my god, I gotta
to call Abigail.

- Who's Abigail?

- The caretaker for your house.

- I'm so clueless.

- That's why you have
me in your life, babe.

(phone vibrating)

Abigail, how's
the house looking?

- It's looking.

- Have you ordered
the curtains yet?

- It hasn't come in yet.

- Okay, I need you to make
sure the curtains come in.

I need the house to
look spic-and-span.

- Well I'm kinda in the
middle of something.

- [Kate] But...

- But what?

- Listen, I've got to go.

Just make sure the
curtains get in.

Make sure the house
looks good, alright?

Make sure you do that for me.

- Well, I can't, Kate.

- Hi, yes, Abigail?

Hi, it's Lake Lochland.

- Oh I'm in trouble.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

You're fine.

- Hi, you must be Kate.
- Yeah, I'm Kate.

- Hi, it's great to see
you, we're very excited.

- Yeah, what is this?

- This is going to
be the centerpiece

and we're probably going
to shoot over there.

- Okay, but what's inside?

- Look, I don't need you to
worry about the furniture

or the drapes or
any of that, okay?

My brother's review
is coming up today

and he might be getting out.

- Oh, is he going to stay here?

Is that what the
big rush is about?

- Oh, no.

I doubt he wants to be in
that house any more than I do.

It's his stuff from
childhood, though.

I think he might want those.

- Okay, I'll dig around.

- Just don't go in
the basement, okay?

- The door to the
basement is locked.

- Good, let's keep it that way.

Thank you.

- I'm gonna go over here--
- Okay.

- [Arny] And the way
the light's gonna shoot

is gonna really make
the whole project--

- What's inside the box, though?

- Oh it's just a mirror,

but it's very important
and integral--

- Okay, okay.

- To the way I see
this coming through.

- Arny, Arny, Arny,
I need you to listen.

- [Arny] Yeah.

- We can't have
mirrors in this shoot

so you need to figure
something else out, okay?

- You must be kidding me,
you can't have mirrors?

(doorknob rattling)

(sighing)

You can't have mirrors?

- Yeah, we cannot have mirrors.

- What's the problem?
- I'm sorry.

Is there any other--

- But it's going to be the
centerpiece of everything.

I've thought this
through in my head.

- I understand that, but we--
- She's gonna look fantastic.

- I understand that, but--
- I promise she's--

- No, no, no, no,
don't touch me.

- [Lake] What is going on here?

- Kate is trying to ruin
our shoot, Miss Lochland.

- No mirrors, it's
in the contract.

- There's nothing
in the contract.

- Is that a mirror?
- Jan?

- There's no mention of
mirrors in the contract.

- Do it in post.
- Do it in post?

Are you kidding me?

PCs can't do that,
they're worlds apart.

- Do it in post, or we walk.

- Okay, do you
want a bump in fee?

Hey, Lake.
- Look--

- Miss Lochland, are you are
really walking away from this?

- [Kate] Hey, hey,
don't talk to my client.

- Listen, I'm Arny Allen and
there is a whole slew of models

waiting in line who would kill
to be a part of this shoot

and would make your kennel
run up to the barking places,

you know what I'm saying?

- And guess what, none of
them are Lake Lochland.

And you just blew your chance
to work with her, okay?

And if I get an ill word
of this in the press,

your career will be over.

Now, now babe, I got your back.

- You always do, Kate.

- Congratulations, Mr. Allen.

You've just been
fucked by a supermodel.

(laughing)

(tense music)

- How does it feel seeing her
in magazines and commercials?

- She grew up to
fame and fortune.

Not me.

- There's still anger in you.

I don't think you're
ready for today.

- We'll find out soon
enough, Dr. Haddy.

- Scott, we're ready for you.

- Remember, there's
no shame in saying

you're not ready for this.

- Yeah, but you won't hear
that from me, Dr. Haddy.

- Sorry about losing
the gig today, Kate.

- No, you're not.

- I know I'm difficult.

- I've never noticed it.

(laughing)

Oh, don't leave the
cold cream on too long.

You know how it
blocks your pores.

- But it makes such
a soothing face mask.

- You're old school.

You want that oxy
facial when I get back?

- Ooh yes and a lip scrub.

Oh wait, you're leaving?

- Yeah, to get us
paid for the day.

- What?

- You think I'm going to
let that Scottish egomaniac

put his hands on me
and then stiff us?

Not this girl.

- You're my fight song, Kate.

- Room covered up okay?

- It's perfect.

- Alright, I'll see you later.

- Okay.

- It's a big day for you, Scott.

I'm sure you must be nervous.

- I think I'm ready.

I'm ready for it.

(chuckling)

- Do you always feel the
need to please people?

- People with Shared
Delusional Disorder

often feel the need
to please others.

- Again, I ask Scott, do you
feel the need to please people?

- Yes, I guess I do.

But isn't that also a sign
of being a nice person?

Maybe we're all under
some shared delusion

that we actually like each other

and want to do
right by each other,

but I like to think I've
made real friendships,

you know, even stuck in here.

- You know, there
really wasn't no mention

of mirrors in the contract.

In fact, they
specifically requested

a mirror box shoot
after seeing my work.

- Not my problem.

Keep your hands to
yourself next time.

We'll call this even.

- What a cunt.

- Publicists.

We can't shoot them.

- So, Lake Lochland's the cunt.

(chuckling)
- No argument there.

- I think you should be
the famous one, Arny.

- We have a lead
on a gig that will

make you famous beyond belief.

(unsettling music)
(chuckling)

- And finally, is there
anything else you'd like to say?

- Well, I've gone from
a terrified little kid

who believed in ghosts
to a 21 year old

young man who
regrets the delusions

that led to the
death of his parents.

Every day I've had to
live with what I did

and I'm going to
have to keep living

with that for the
rest of my life.

Should I be released?

Some people would say no.

They think not.

But I hope I am released
so I can prove to them

and prove to the world
and I can prove to myself

that I was just a
mixed-up little kid

and not some monster
deserving of life in a cage.

You asked me if I was scared?

Yeah, I mean of course.

Who wouldn't be
scared of going out

into the world
after after so long.

- You realize, by
letting Scott go,

we're going against
the recommendations

of his doctors, his
nurses, and his peers.

- You heard his
answers, he's ready.

- Maybe, maybe.

- Look, we only have
so much room in here.

We've got to let some
of the close calls go.

- Yeah but I don't know.

- Who would you choose
to let go over him?

- I don't know, Liz, I
don't feel great about this.

- How long do we have to wait?

- I have no idea.

- Scott.

It's against my better judgment,

but we've decided to
authorize your release.

- [Scott] Really?

- We just have a little
bit of paperwork to do,

but there's no reason why you
shouldn't be able to go today.

Do you have anyone
to pick you up?

- [Scott] My sister.

- Okay, we'll let her know.

(dramatic music)

(laughing)

- Thank you, Dr. Haddy.

Thank you so much.

- Boom baby!

Oh, hey, sorry.

- Oh no, no, it's fine.

I should get up anyway.

- [Kate] You want me
to prep the shower?

- That would be great.

- Okay.

(unsettling music)

Lake, the tape's not sticking.

Do you still want
to take that shower?

- [Lake] Yeah, do that
fog trick of yours.

- Absolutely

(shrieking)

Lake, Lake, what, what is it?

What happened?

- Scott's getting out.

(shrieking)

(laughing)

- Oh my god, I'm
so happy for you.

That's awesome, oh my god, oh
my god, that's so exciting.

I wish I could go with you,

but Kevin is actually on
his way out here right now.

So I'm gonna meet him for
dinner and maybe a quickie

in the car before we
head back to the city.

(suspenseful music)
Nothin' wrong with that.

(man chuckling maniacally)
- I didn't say anything.

(chuckling)

- Alright, so, you've got
the room until the morning.

I put your towels
in the dresser.

Is there anything else you
need before I head out?

- No, I am all good here.
- Okay.

- And you know what, why
don't you bring Kevin

back here instead of to
the back of your car?

I'll just drive myself back.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, it's all you Mama.

- Oh my gosh Lake,
you're such a sweetheart.

- Have fun tonight.

(suspenseful music)

(thudding)

(gasping)
(unnerving music)

- Hello, lollipop.

(gasping)

You look a little bit
knackered, fancy a kip?

(grunting)

(strained gasping)

No!

(door banging)

(glass shattering)

(sobbing)

* There is a house
deep in the woods *

* She is beautiful

* I faced hell and high water

* But I will never
face them alone *

* I am never alone

* There is no such thing

* The wicked clever
watch my back *

* And I have an
angel by my side *

* But hell burns
with so many colors *

* I almost wish
everyone could see *

* And this is terrible,
but it's not so bad *

* And the worst thought
that ever crossed my mind *

* Is the best that
I've ever had *

* And you're all
just trying to help *

* And believe 999 steps
till you let me know *

* There's no such thing as low

* There's no such thing

I worry for you out there.

- More than you worry
about me in here?

- In here I can do things.

Out there, I'm limited.

The world is a scary place.

- Yeah, but at least I'm not
scared of mirrors anymore.

Maybe someday you could
write a case study about me.

Help others with shared
delusional disorder.

You've sure done okay by me.

(laughing)

- You know I had to make
an excuse to come see you.

- Oh yeah?
- Uh huh.

- We got a couple
of continuances

that I wouldn't normally grab.

- Uh huh.

- Now don't you go
saying something

about that, Miss PR lady.

(unsettling music)

(laughing)

I missed you.
- I missed you too.

- Oh really?
- Uh huh, yeah.

(clanging)

Klutz.

(gasping)

- [Lake] Kate?

- Lake?

Lake?
- I thought she was gone

- Please help me.
- Lake.

- I thought she was gone?

- Oh my god.

(unsettling music)

Lake, what happened?

Oh my god, oh my god.

- I'm gonna call 911.

- No, no don't do that.

- Oh, we've got to get
you to the hospital, baby.

- No, no hospitals.

- Oh my god.

Oh, you need a
doctor, oh my god.

- There's a lot
of blood in here.

I should call somebody,
I'm calling an--

- No, I said, no,
and close that door.

- Stop, stop, stop, okay?

Okay, we've got to figure
this out, oh my god.

- What is there to figure out?

Where is she--
- Lake, wait.

(door banging)
- What in the hell?

Why didn't she let me call?

- Doctor, I don't know if I
want to stay with my sister.

- Well, there's always the
option of the halfway house--

- No, I mean, I do want
to see her, but I just...

I don't.

What she did to me--

- Is not all that uncommon.

Yes, your case was extreme,

but there's always
a dominant sibling

in every sibling relationship.

And your anger is justified,

it's just, it's also a
way to project blame.

- If I let it ride, I'm soft.

If I stay bitter I'm fragile.

- You're not fragile, Scott.

It's just even iron can
break under too much strain.

(knocking on door)
- Knock, knock.

- Come in.

(door creaking open)
- Scott, your sister is here.

It's time to go.

- Give me, give me one minute.

Well, I guess, this is it.

- [Haddy] I'm pulling for you.

- I'll stay in touch.

- It's a big world out there

and you have very little
experience with it.

- Well I guess here's only
one way to cure that problem.

(unsettling dramatic music)

(sighing)

- Okay, good news.

I just heard from Lake.

She's okay, she's
with her brother.

The maids are going to clean
the room so I don't think

TMZ's gonna get a hold of
this so we are good to go.

- TMZ.

I can't believe you
are all more concerned

about TMZ than making sure
that girl is really okay.

- Kevin, this is my job, I
know what I'm doing, okay?

- I know that, I
know it's your job,

but what I don't understand is--

- Kevin, I got this, okay?

Okay?

- Sweet pea, I'm not
trying to make you mad.

I'm just concerned
about you, okay?

I love you.

- I love you, too.

(suspenseful music)

(speaking in a foreign language)

(screaming)

- So Jan and Charlie have
identified another photographer?

- [Elizabeth] I picked him out.

And I hired him to
photograph the boy's sister.

- Lake Lochland.

- You know, this
is a good thing.

I've arranged for
Scott's release.

And we can finally get revenge

on that little shit
who killed Bernie.

- And do I still have
to play wife to Gideon?

- Mere.

I know this is hard for you.

But you're the best
actress I know.

It's time for you to
get back into character.

(unsettling music)

- Hey, what gives?

- [Charlie] We walk from here.

- Hey, you're joking?

(chuckling)

What about my equipment?

- You won't need it.

(eerie music)

(chuckling)

(dramatic eerie music)

Out, out, brief candle.

Life's but a walking
shadow, a poor player,

who struts and frets
his hour upon the stage,

and then is heard no more.

- It is a tale told by an idiot,

full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing.

(clapping)

(chuckling)

- The Scottish play.

You're making me homesick.

- You know Macbeth.

That's a good start.

- Did Mackers himself
make this camera?

It sure looks old enough.

(chuckling)

- Hello, I am Elizabeth.

Jan and Charlie told
me that you were

a great photographer
who's lost his way.

- That sounds a
little strong to me.

- Strength of will
is what you'll need

to complete this project.

And if you are able to capture
the spirit of the piece,

your career and life
will never be the same.

- That I am ready to try.

- [Gideon] I can't believe she

gave me the
questions in advance.

(sighing)

Why does everything
have to be so scripted?

- Relax Gideon.

Just speak from your heart.

Did you ever in
your wildest dreams,

think that you would reach this

many people with
your soul energy?

- Reaching them through
a television show?

I doubt I'll reach a
single person tonight.

- We are back with Gideon
Ravenwood and Mere Spiegel

to talk about their
new eight step program

to harness the power
of soul energy.

Tell us, what is soul energy?

- Well quite simply,
it's the energy of life

that is so strong it
carries your essence

to the afterlife via
your silver cord.

- Have you ever felt connected
to someone so strongly

you can feel their presence
in a room at a party?

You don't even have
to be looking at them,

but you know exactly
where they are,

who they're with, what
they're eating or drinking.

- I wish, do you have
his number? (chuckling)

(moaning)

(phone ringing musically)
- Leave it.

- Oh, it could be Lake.

- Just a telemarketer.
(chuckling)

What're you doing?

- You're good, but
you're not that good.

Kate Foster.

- [Gideon On TV]
Soul energy, dig it.

- What?

Really?

No, no, no, no, okay.

No, I'll handle it.

No, I'll send someone
over to handle it.

Yeah, okay, alright, thank you.

(sighing)

Fuckety fuck.

- What was that?

- That was the hotel.

The staff is scared
to enter the room.

- So can you blame them?

I mean that hotel looked
like a crime scene, baby.

- I know.

I gotta call Abigail.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

- It's your silver
cord of energy.

And when intertwined
with another being,

it becomes so strong, that
it makes a lightning bolt

seem like a flash
of a ladyfinger.

- [Interviewer] So is
love a form a soul energy?

- Oh, absolutely.

- It is one of its
most powerful forms.

- [Interviewer] What's the
secret to gathering this power?

- Silver.

Now the metal already has many

practical uses and applications,

but with Gideon's
eight step program

you can unlock its
magical powers as well.

- And it's simple, it
starts with a photo.

(phone vibrating)

- Hello?

- Abby, I need you to get
to the Green Sward Hotel

and clean a room for me.

I'll text you the address.

- I'm off today, remember?

- Okay, well I need
you to do this now.

- When is cleaning
house ever an emergency?

- When a hotel bathroom
is covered with blood

and the staff is afraid
to enter the room

to clean it because
they think it's haunted.

That's when.

- Haunted?

- Oh my god, I cannot let
the press get a hold of this.

- You know what, I'll do it.

And I won't even
need the hush money.

(unsettling music)

- Mm-hm.

We are ready to shoot.

- No, Arny, use the Voidfinder.

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter snapping)
(screaming)

- [Elizabeth] The
Voidfinder recognizes

when a soul is
captured in a piece.

(gasping)

Your composition must
be very far from that.

- If you want my best work,

let me use my own
fucking equipment.

- Until you master the
Voidfinder you'll never

be able to use
another camera again.

Oh.

(chuckling)

(keys on phone clicking)

- So you're a mean
one, Mr. Ghosty?

(knocking)

Say...
(knocking)

- Suddenly a wild
inch worm appeared.

(chuckling)

You remember when we
used to do that out

in the yard and Mom
would get so mad

because we would get
grass stains all over?

- Yeah. (chuckling)

I'm glad you're feeling better.

- Yeah, now that you're home.

- Home, it's amazing.

This is amazing.

Seeing all these people
out and about like this.

Living free.

Living in their homes.

And now I'm home.

This is a really nice
place you have here.

- Thanks.

- Welcome.
- Thanks.

- Thank you, (chuckling)
thanks for the sandwiches.

- Oh, yeah, no problem.

I figured you would be hungry.

- They didn't have good
turkey at the hospital.

(laughing)
13 years of shitty turkey.

- Oh and I have different
clothes for you.

- [Scott] Clothes?

- We had to guess at the sizes
and Kate did the shopping.

And the only point of reference

that she had was an
old picture of you

from your boy
scout camping trip.

So cargo pants.

(laughing)

Here you go, boy
scout. (laughing)

For all your assorted
carrying purposes.

- I can put these
sandwiches in there.

- Yeah, perfect.

Like that time you filled all
your pockets with tater tots.

- [Scott] Oh, yeah. (chuckling)

- Tot pockets.
- Tot pockets.

- I give up, I quit.

- You only get one
chance at this, Arny.

I suggest you find more resolve.

- It's making me blind!

And it doesn't like one
god damn fucking thing

I'm doing with those mannequins.

(punch thumping)

(unsettling music)

- Ooh, violence, it
seemed to like that.

- Spirit show yourself,
spirit reveal,

spirit come to me, so
I know you are real.

(whooshing)

Ah, hello, are you alone
or do you have a companion?

(whooshing)

Well, hello, friends.

It's so nice to meet you.

- Did you think it was a maiden
ghost haunting your toilet?

(laughing maniacally)

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(panting)

No, no, no, no.

You can't get away that easily.

(laughing maniacally)
(suspenseful music)

(panting)

(gasping)

Now where do you
think you're going?

Nowhere.

(suspenseful music)

(unsettling music)

(camera shutter snapping)
(screaming)

- Come on, Arny,
you're so close.

- [Arny] It only
wants more death.

- Perhaps you should
give it what it wants.

- Silence, Jan, or you'll
be the one we're snapping

pictures of instead
of the mannequins.

(laughing)

- Knives.

Knives.

I need two knives.

(unsettling music)

(camera shutter snapping)

(laughing maniacally)

(unnerving music)

(camera shutter snapping)

(camera shutter snapping)

(dramatic music)

- Aw, they fit, good.

- Yeah.

It has cool pockets.

- Really.

- I can fit so many
of these in there.

- I can, I can see that.

You were serious about
the sandwiches. (laughing)

- Yeah, I'd do this in the
hospital all the time every day.

- [Lake] Oh.

- They didn't let
us eat a whole lot.

- Oh, I almost forgot.

These are for you.

It's nothing fancy, but it runs

and it will get you
where you need to go.

And now you have a
phone for emergencies,

my number and Kate's
number is in here already.

It's just stuff that
you'll need, just basics.

- What is this?

- It's just--

- What am I going
to do with that?

- You can get your license
and live your life.

- No, this is-- (groaning)

This has got to stop.

- What, I'm just trying to help.

- Okay, okay then the
food and the sandwiches

and the clothes, that's
one thing, but a car?

No, no!

Stop, stop.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, okay.

If we are going to be,
if I'm going to do this,

if I'm gonna live out
here, free and home,

if we're going to be a
normal brother and sister,

have a normal
fucking relationship,

I have to be my
own person, okay?

I can't let you
manipulate me anymore.

I can't be under your spell.

I can't do it ever again.

- I'm not trying to manipulate
you, I'm just trying to help.

- Even if you aren't trying to.

I can't do it.

Dr. Haddy helped me, okay?

He helped me all these
three years, these...

He helped me make sense
of everything, okay?

He brought me through some
really, really dark times.

He cured me of those delusions.

- Delusions?
- Yes, those delusions.

- Scott, those
weren't delusions.

And they have haunted me
every day since you left.

- Nobody's blaming
you, okay Lake?

- [Lake] Why would
anybody blame me?

- Because you were,
we were kids, okay?

You had an active imagination.

It's called shared
delusional disorder

and I fell victim to it,
just as much as you did.

- Victim?

- Mr. Frazier.

The ghost you made up that was,

that you thought
was possessing Dad.

- Scotty, I didn't make him up.

It was you who showed
Mr. Frazier to me.

(unnerving music)

(unsettling music)

Who's that?

- Mr. Frazier.

Do you believe in magic?

I can't read it, can you?

I think it says something that
has to do with Mom and Dad.

- What do we do?

- Maybe we can fix them.

(gasping)

- [Lake] Scotty, Scott, wait.

- Come to bed, sweet pea.

- I can't.

I'm waiting for
Abigail to call me.

She said she would
when she was done.

- I didn't say, sleep.

- No, you didn't.

Alright come on.

- Now that's more like it.
(chuckling)

- Oh, wait, hold on,
I forgot my phone.

- [Kevin] I'll get it,
I'll get it, go ahead.

(tense music)

(sighing)

- [Answering Machine]
You have one new message.

Press one for new message.

- [Bell] Dr. Skinner.

This is Judge Bell.

I am surprised that you released
Scott Lochland, yesterday.

By all accounts by the
doctors and staff there,

Scott Lochland is a very
disturbed young man.

I've sent over a packet
asking for a report

on your reasoning
in this matter.

I expect something on my desk
by the day after tomorrow.

Good day.

(knocking on door)

- Scott.

- Miss Lochland?

- Yes.

- I'm Abigail.

I'm the caretaker
for your house.

May I come in?

(tense music)

(sighing)

(upbeat music)

* Hey

- Yes, yes, sweetheart.

Yes, alright, hold on.

- Byron, that fan is
messing up my hair.

- Okay and that's my
problem because I mean

I've got 99 problems
and your hair's not one.

Oh my god, really? (groaning)

- Uh-oh.

Looks like things aren't
going well here without me.

- You have some nerve.

You blew the Lake
Lochland shoot yesterday

and then you come in
here two hours late.

Who was she this time, Arny?

- Don't ask.

Anyway What seems to
be the problem here?

- Okay, so I can't get the right

depth of field with
APS or full frame.

I've switched out every
camera, every lens.

(groaning)

I'm about to put this up
on eBay and buy a Polaroid.

- Dude, no need to
be so dramatic, just
let me take a look.

- I thought you'd never ask.

(groaning)

- Alright.

(camera shutter snapping)

- See, told you it
was a clusterfuck.

- Yeah. (chuckling)

Alright, come on.

(unsettling music)

- Any day now.

Yeah.

(camera shutter snapping)

No, no, no, no, it's, it's
not you, it's the camera.

- Yeah, yeah.

I can't.

- Wait what's wrong?

- We need to talk.
- Alright.

- Key information was left out

of Scott Lochland's case file.

I have Judge Bell crawling up
my ass right now for answers.

There's going to be a
formal review on this.

I do not feel good about this.

I'm gonna tell the truth.

- Have a seat.

Look, I was sent the
same file that you were.

Here, let me show you.

There.

Do you see any discrepancies?

- This one right here.
- Really?

- [Kent] Scott's
disassociates disorder

has been left out of this one.

- Show me.
- Right here.

Oh no, what are you doing?

- Shh.

Just let it happen.

Mommy's got plans for you.

(dramatic music)

- What happened to you?

- What do you mean?

- Yesterday.

Why was the blood all
over the hotel room?

- How did you--
- Kate sent me to clean.

- She didn't tell you?

- I don't think she knew.

I saw him Lake.

The man with the face.

Who is he?

(sighing)

- [Kate] What?

(sighing)

(phone vibrating)

- Hello.

- Hey, Pretty Girl.

I haven't checked
my messages yet.

Kevin fucked with
my phone last night.

What's up?

- Abigail is here actually.
- What, why?

- It's best you stay
out of this Kate, okay?

- Fuck that.

I'm on my way over.

- Okay, she's on her way over.

- Want some tea?

- Haddy, I'm at the house.

- Why are you back there there?

- I am.

- Leave, it's dangerous
for you there.

- I have to know
why I killed them.

I have to know why
I killed my parents.

- [Haddy] No,
Scott, listen to me.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, Mama.

- What is going on?

- Grab a seat and I'll tell you.

- Hi boss.

(doorknob rattling)

- Okay, the reason I
won't look in mirrors

goes back to the time from
before my parents died.

My father was possessed
and Scott knew it.

He convinced me, too.

We called the
demon, Mr. Frazier,

and it wanted to
kill us, both of us.

We told our mother about it,
but she seemed under his spell.

Mr. Frazier had Dad build
a shrine in the basement.

To what I have no idea.

The shrine had a
mirror that looked

like a gate or a portal
to god knows where.

And an altar.

The altar was for us.

(dramatic eerie music)

(steps creaking)

- Demons, human sacrifice?

Are you, are you sure?

- She's sure.

I've seen Mr. Frazier.

He tried to kill me last night.

He appeared in the hotel.

In the bathroom mirror.

He's real.

- I always thought--

- That I was crazy.

- Confused, scared,
phobic, not crazy.

I knew you too well.

Or at least I thought I did.

(creaking)

- Well, now you know everything.

There's nothing left to learn.

- Nobody believes in demons
until they actually see one.

- There's everything to learn.

How did you and
your brother escape?

(sighing)

- I didn't tell you this
so you could get involved.

I told you this so
you could run away.

- Not in a million.

You've had to live with this
threat for far too long.

And I'm not going to let this

Mr. Frazier hurt you ever again.

Even if it means
I have to shatter

every mirror in the whole world.

- Can anybody spare a hammer?

(eerie music)

(doorknob rattling)

- If Scott was the one
to sniff out Mr. Frazier,

then what was it
that convinced you

to believe that he even existed?

- I could see him in the mirror
whispering in my dad's ear.

(sighing)

- So did Mr. Frazier
possess your father

or was he more like a ghost?

- Like I know.

My mom did give me a
prayer written in Hebrew

and taught me how to read it.

(sighing)

Called the Yatsa.

I could still recite
if from memory I bet.

I think it's an exorcism.

I don't know, whatever it is,
it saved me and my brother.

- It looks like
it's just one page.

Like it's cut off at
the bottom or something.

Maybe there's more
to the prayer.

- She gave this to me right
before Mr. Frazier appeared.

Then she....

- Then she what?

- She stopped talking to us.

(sighing)

- Kate, can you please
pick up the phone?

I said I'm sorry,
I was not try--

Look, I don't have a lot of
time to do the texting thing.

(chattering)

- Dr. Harris, hi.

Thank you for taking the
time to meet with us.

- My pleasure, I'm happy
to share my knowledge.

- Do you mind if I ask
you a few questions?

- Of course, how can I help you?

- You read Hebrew,
is that correct?

- Of course.

- Well, we have this
prayer and we want to know

its origins and if there
is anything more to it.

Would you mind taking a look?

- Yeah.

Well, it's old, authentic.

I don't know what kind of
skin, it's not sheep, or goat.

But, I'd like to study it.

How did you come by this?

- My mother gave it to me.

It's called the Yatsa.

She taught me to read it, too.

Every word.

I'm Lake Lochland by the way.

Yatsa means to go,
so is this like a--

- Oh, Yatsa has many meanings
in the Hebrew language.

It means both coming and going.

- Is that how you read it?
- Yeah.

- I remember reading
it the other way.

- You read it backwards?
- I guess so.

- Huh. (speaking in
a foreign language)

I'm sorry, Miss.

I don't think I can help you.

- Wait, what?

Dr. Harris, what is it?

Dr. Harris, what's scaring you?

- [Lake] I think we know
the answer to that already.

- Well, I guess, I don't
know, what should we do?

(dramatic music)

- Would you like to see
anything in the case?

- Yes, Kevin?

I can't, I can't right now.

I'm with Lake.

We're in the middle
of something.

- Hey, look, I'm really
sorry about this morning.

But if you allow
me, I would like

to make it up to you
with dinner tonight?

- I wish I could, but I can't.

(electronic beeping)
- Hello?

(engine revving)

(thudding)

- I know someone we can call.

(eerie dramatic music)

- This is ridiculous.

Why don't we just
ring the doorbell?

- I have a restraining order.
- What?

- [Abigail] There he is.

- What's he doing?

- Eating the sun.
- What?

- Yeah, you can derive
nutrients from it.

Vitamin A, vitamin D.

Some people get so good at it
they no longer have to eat.

I've tried it.

- Okay.
- Go.

Mere isn't around.

He might be reasonable.

- Okay let's go

- This is trespassing, you know.

- We're sorry to
disturb you, Mr. Gideon,

we need your help.

- I'm sure you do,
but what I don't

understand is how
can you help me?

- Elizabeth, she's here.

- Who is where?

- The sister is
here at Gideon's.

- [Elizabeth] Lake
Lochland is at your house?

- What do you want me to do?

- I'm Lake Lochland.

If you help us, I could
always go on your show

and do a bit about how I believe

in Soul Energy and all that.

People might listen to
me if they recognize me.

- She cannot talk to Gideon.

- Too late for that.
- You have my attention.

- We're trying to figure
out what this spell means.

- Can you kill her?

- Not without witnesses.

Look at that.

Abigail is violating
her restraining order.

Get Jan and Charlie over
here, I have a plan.

- Well, you see,
what you have here

is a spell of summoning
not of banishment.

Yes, it's right here.

- Well then who does it summon?

- It really doesn't say.

- [Lake] Maybe that's
in the missing part.

- No, there's no missing part.

It calls on a spirit, but
it doesn't mention a name.

- Gideon, Gideon, she's
spying on me again.

Abigail, we've called the cops.

You'll never get away with this.

(muffled gasping)

(suspenseful music)

- You're ruined, you're ruined.

You're ruined, you're ruined,

you're ruined, you're
fucking ruined!

- Hello.

- [Arny] Who are you?

- I'm your new patron.

- You're the one
behind the camera.

- No, you are.

- I mean, you're the
guy who made the camera.

- No again, but it
was made for me.

- Then you know I'm ruined.

Some fucking patron you are.

- Oh please, you're not ruined.

- How can you say that?

You've stolen my everything,
my art, my passion.

- Those lewd contributions
to the mundane

that you burned in
your rubbish bin?

Stop massaging your loins
and do some real work.

- Who are you?
- I've told you already.

- Then what's your name?

I want your name.

- Well, those Lochland kids
called me, Mr. Frazier.

So I guess that's
as good as any.

- You may think
you're my patron,

but I definitely am
not your photographer.

So why don't you just leave?

- Oh, I could do that.

But then I wouldn't be the
villain in all this, would I?

Not like mankind.

Those precocious apes
that bloat the Earth

with seven billion of their kind

and then call those
that cure their diseases

and prolong their life
spans the good guys.

(chuckling)

If you ask me, it's
those that do the killing

that are the true
heroes of society.

But you imprison and
torture the true virtuosos

in the art of killing,
the murderers.

The ones that take a
life for no other reason

than they just want
a life to be taken.

There's such poetry in that.

Poe knew that.

But modern artists
quoth the Raven no more.

- [Curtis] Don't worry,
death will find you.

- What?

- Death, I said
death will find you.

- What the shit, bro?

- No need to get hasty, man.

I mean, Death finds us all.

- What the hell, man?

Here ya go.

Fuck it.

(chuckling)

- What an appalling
lack of silver.

Shit.
(coin clanging)

I got something
for you, come here.

Here ya go.

- [Scott] What the fuck is this?

- Now that's a real quarter.

Made of mostly silver.

I say about-- (sniffing)

Circa 1960.

- What the fuck I need this for?

- It's not for you, brotha.

It's for the boatman.

- The boatman?

- You don't know the boatman?

The boatman is the man, or
the spirit they might say,

that comes for you when you die.

The boatman comin',
coming for you tonight.

- Whatever man,
you know, fuck you.

(banging on wall)

(chuckling)

- He's comin' for ya Scotty.

- [Claire] Byron told me you
weren't feeling well, today.

Anything I can do?

- Poor baby.

- No, I just want
to be left alone.

- [Claire] Suit yourself,
you know my number.

- And now you know mine.

(chuckling)

- Now those opportunities
are not going

to come your way for
very much longer.

Are you sure you
don't want to chase

after them for one last hoorah?

- Why?

You just want me to murder them.

- What did you just say?

- Nothing, man.

I didn't say anything.

- Well, Arny, I think it's
time you settle up and go home.

- [Arny] What, a guy can't
a guy talk to himself?

- Not in my bar.

Go home, get some sleep, and
I'll forget what you said.

- I wish I could forget.

- I doubt that works.

- Have another one?
- What did you do?

- I didn't do anything, pal.

- I mean them, try this one.

- Oh, an exercise in futility.

- Do you have any cash?

- [Arny] No, I
don't have anything.

- You're running an $80 tab.

- That I can't pay.

Call the cops?

- Don't worry, Arny,
this one's on me.

(glass shattering)
- Oh, fuck.

(thumping)

- [Frazier] Hey, leave.

I'll take care of this mess.

(muffled talking
on police radio)

- Anything else?

- [Autumn] That's it, darling.

(unnerving music)

- [Kevin] Now what?

- [Emanuel] Hey Autumn,
can you buzz me in?

- Sure thing, sweet tits.

Hey, Emanuel, can you be so kind

as to go to the
property room for me

and get the bags for Kate Foster
and Lake Lochland, please?

- I got you.

(phone dialing beeping)

(phone vibrating)

(text messages dinging)

- I can explain.

- Explain what?

You were with Lake.

Do you love me?

- Yes, of course, I love you.

- Kate, do you really love me?

- Hey, girls, you
forgot your stuff.

(crying)

- [Kevin] Will you marry me?

- Yes.

- Yes, yes?
- Yes.

Of course, I'll marry you.

Oh my god.

- This is the nicest
ring that I could find.

(laughing)

Now, can we please get out of
this place and go celebrate?

- I can't.

- What?

- Is Abigail still in lock up?

- Who?

- Abigail, I don't
know her last name.

Kate?

- Yes, hon?
- What's Abigail's last name?

- Clayton.
- Clayton, Abigail Clayton.

- There's no Abigail
Clayton in lockup.

- What?

No, that can't be right.

She was arrested with us.

- Abigail's restraining
order is what

got us locked up here
in the first place.

- Uh-uh, says here
drunk and disorderly.

(door creaking)

(coughing)

(crying)

(door clanging shut)

- What day is it.

(coughing)

What day is it?

- Who are you?

- [Kent] I'm Kent.

(groaning)
- It's Thursday.

- [Kent] What time?

(coughing)

- I don't know, midnight maybe?

- Oh my god, 12 hours.

- [Abigail] What?

- 12 hours, I've been
in here 12 hours.

(coughing)

- What do they want from us?

(distant arguing)

- I'll whoop your ass--
(gun firing)

- [Arny] Fuck.

(camera shutter snapping)
(unsettling music)

- Do you always use your
phone to make works of art?

(woman screaming)

Now take out your camera
and go shoot this properly,

or I'll kill another family.

(woman screaming)

(chuckling)

(dog barking)

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter snapping)

(fun firing)

(slow rock music)

(fun firing)

Brilliant.

- More.
(chuckling)

- Oh, that was
child's play, Arny.

The Voidfinder is the
tool for this trade.

- When did they take you?

Listen, Abigail.

I realize, you don't
trust anybody right now,

but we need to see if there's

a connection between
the two of us.

- You first.

- I had an issue
with a colleague of
mine over a patient.

- Name?

- Elizabeth Ross. (coughing)

She withheld key information
from me on a case.

I confronted her about it.

Next thing you know
(coughing) I'm waking up here.

(coughing)

- The patient's name?

- [Kent] Scott Lochland.

- Yeah, yeah that's
Lake Lochland's brother.

What was missing?

- For starters, that he was
a paranoid schizophrenic.

He hallucinated his
own psychotherapist.

I think he called him Dr. Haddy.

Yeah, crazy because Dr.
Haddy, his imaginary doctor,

is the only one he would
allow to treat him.

(unnerving music)

(panting)

- [Scott] Where are
you, huh, where are you?

- [Haddy] We need to talk.

- I just met this homeless guy.

He said I was gonna die tonight.

- I warned you I cannot
protect you out here.

- So you believe him?

- Regardless this will be
the last night you see me.

- What?

No, Doctor, I need you here.

There's so much I don't know,

there's so much I need
to learn about myself,

about my family,
about that night.

- And if I go, you
may have a chance.

- How can you say that?

You're my doctor.

- You're the only one
that can see me, Scott.

- No.

No.
- It's true.

- No, that's impossible.

I didn't make you up.

Not like I made up Mr. Frazier.

- You didn't make up Mr.
Frazier, he is very real.

- No, stop saying that!

- But before I go,
cover the mirrors.

He's gonna hurt you.

He needs to hurt you.

And when I'm gone he'll be back,

but at least you'll be
able to see him coming.

- [Scott] No.

- Are you sure you want
to leave me right now?

- Kevin, I'm not leaving you.

- Can you close that door
for a second, please?

This is bullshit.

I just proposed to you at
a fucking police station.

I'm a judge.

Do you know how
embarrassing that was?

Do you know how
hard that proposal

was for me to make
in the first place?

- [Kate] Yes.

- And you're getting ready to
get up right now and leave?

- [Kate] Yes, I know,
I know and I'm sorry.

- Sorry's not cutting it
for me right now, Kate.

- Kevin.
- What?

- We're in a situation
right now and I--

- You're--
- Hear me out.

I need to handle this, okay?

Something really
serious is going on

and I need to help Lake.

- Lake, Lake?

It's Lake.

Ever since I've been
here, it's Lake.

Everything, Lake,
Lake, Lake, Lake.

- Okay, well that's because
I'm her publicist, Kevin.

- But don't bring your
job into this right now.

- But this is my job though.

- You've been having
me deal with this

for the whole time
I've been here.

I came here to see you.

I barely got to spend
any time with you.

You've been spending
all your time with her.

I don't understand this.

- I can't tell you the situation
that we're in right now

because you wouldn't
even believe it if I did.

- Is she insane?
- No, she's not insane.

We're in a situation.

I can't explain it right now.

- Then you need to--
- Now Abigail is missing okay?

And I need to find her.

- Come with me.

- [Kent] Who are you,
what do you want with me?

(thudding)
- Stop.

- Get the fuck up, now.

(crying)
- Stop, stop.

I'll come.

Just stop, stop.

(door clanging)

- Is this your vision, Arny?

- It needs more,
don't you think?

We're using our
Voidfinder on this one.

We shouldn't disappoint
our benefactor.

- You're the artist.

- He seems a bit
of a stuffed shirt.

See if that helps any.

- Then let's give him
a Sicilian necktie.

(laughing)

(groaning)

(chuckling)

- I've always wondered with
these things if the person

dies from bleeding out
or from suffocating.

- Let's hope it's the latter,

well the piece could
use a touch of blue.

Who's next?

- Maybe I can help, as a judge.

- No, I don't think you can.

We just got arrested for
a drunk and disorderly.

We are not drunk,
or disordered, okay?

- Okay, I'm a judge
I'll call somebody

and have it cleared up.

- If you want to call
someone, find Abigail for me.

- Okay, and?

- There is no and, that's it.

I don't want you
involved, Kevin.

- Kate, you are my fiance.

- No, I don't want you involved.

- I'm not going to just--

- I don't want you to get hurt.

- Okay, now you're
starting to freak me out.

- Just trust me on this, okay?

I'll take care of it
and we'll go to dinner

and I'll call you afterwards
and we'll celebrate.

I just, I just, let me
take care of it, okay?

Just find Abigail for me.

- I--
(door slamming)

I love you.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, whoa, are you okay?

- It's Kevin.

It'll be okay, I'll be okay.

- [Lake] Oh, Scott texted,

he said he's back
at the apartment.

- I think we should
find Abigail.

- Whoa, wait, no.

No, I sent that text message.

He just responded, okay.

Except I couldn't have sent this

because it was sent at the time
that we were still in jail.

Somebody else had
to have sent this.

- Maybe the same cop
that took Abigail?

Okay, let's go.

(unsettling music)

(electricity buzzing)

(thudding)

(tires squealing)

- Pick up Scott,
pick up, pick up.

(groaning)

- Okay, try not to panic,
I'm sure he's fine.

(phone vibrating)

- Hello, Scotty, haven't
seen you in yonks.

(phone ringing)

- Elizabeth?

He's done it.

- Who's done what?

- [Meredith] Emanuel,
he's captured Scott.

- Glorious, where
is he taking him?

- The Lochland house.
- Have you told the others?

- I will.

What about the
photographer, is he ready?

(chuckling)

- Oh, yes, he's
finally found his muse.

(groaning)

- No, don't manifest
me here, Scott.

I can't help you with this.

- Why'd you leave me?

You've made me more vulnerable.

- I can't answer that, Scott.

- You said if you left,
I would have a chance.

- You do.
- How can you say that?

Mr. Frazier is going to kill me.

- Worse than that.

He's going to destroy your soul.

- [Scott] How could
you betray me Doctor?

- I've protected you for
as long as I could, Scott.

- [Scott] Protected me?

I made you up in
the first place.

- Yeah, you did.

And I had power.

Enough power to keep
Mr. Frazier at bay.

- If you had the power, then
that just means I have power.

- Yeah, but now Mr.
Frazier has help.

A whole cult's worth of help.

- Well how the fuck am I
gonna make up to fight that?

- How can you fight
anyone locked in a trunk

with your hands tied
behind your back, Scott?

(screaming)

(groaning)

- Any ideas?

Dr. Haddy?

Dr. Haddy!

(screaming)

(creaking)
(eerie voice echoing)

(suspenseful music)

(creaking)

- Hello, Scotty.

(tires screeching)

(panting)

(thumping)
(groaning)

- Scott?

Scott?

Scott?
(suspenseful music)

- He's not here?

What?

What, what is it?

(gasping)

(groaning)

- Kate?

(blade thwacking)

No, Kate, no.

- That knocked the
wind out of her sins.

- Please, no.

Please, don't, please--

- Don't get your
knickers in a twist

like that little
wanker you call Scotty.

- Just kill me.

- I don't need to
kill you, Lake.

It's always been Scotty,
all the way along.

You were barely even a bonus.

If you'd like to pay
your last respects,

come by the old
homestead tonight.

I'd love to meet
you in the flesh.

(suspenseful choral music)

(sighing)

(eerie music)

- Wait a minute.

It's been modified.

Wait a minute.

No.

It means it can be, it can...

It can be used as a weapon.

Where is it?

(thudding)

- [Man] Who are you?

- Mere Ravenwood.

- Very well, welcome on
this most sacred evening.

(suspenseful music)

- Welcome, brothers and sisters.

Tonight we revel in
glory as we are the first

of our time to summon
the Prince of Demons,

the rune patron of Death,

the preserver of Humanity,
the Lord of Murder.

By this ritual written
on the flayed skin

of our first sacrifice.

We will use the
energy we've gathered

as a group to free our
Lord to walk among us.

(groaning)

(shouting)
(paper tearing)

- Hold it!
- Run.

- I call the shots, Arny.

You're just the photographer.

- This isn't politics,
Elizabeth, this is art.

I just thought it would
be a wonderful composition

to see the pure white
skin of Lake Lochland

weeping next to
her dying brother.

I think it would
make a nice contrast

for this momentous occasion.

- No!
(screaming)

- [Elizabeth] Let's get
back to the ceremony.

- [Lake] I'm sorry.

- The ceremony was read
over 10 years ago, you twit.

There's only one thing
left to do to summon me.

- Everyone,

stab the sacrifice.

(blades thwacking)
(screaming)

(dramatic choral music)

- No!

No!

(crying)

(camera shutter snapping)
(muffled screaming)

(thunder booming)

(laughing maniacally)

(crying)

- Kill her.

- No.

Kill her.

(gasping)
(laughing maniacally)

So anxious for
greatness when there

is no greatness amongst them.

(laughing maniacally)

Kill yourselves.

Kill yourselves!

Kill yourselves.
(metal music)

(laughing maniacally)

(camera shutter snapping)
Kill yourselves!

(camera shutter snapping)

(blades thwacking)

(blade whooshing)

(screaming)

(blade thwacking)

(camera shutter snapping)

(blade thwacking)

(camera shutter snapping)
(dramatic music)

(laughing maniacally)

That was beautiful.

(laughing maniacally)

You're a genius!

(laughing maniacally)

You'll have so much power
in the afterlife, Arny.

(screaming)

(mysterious booming)

There's your gift.

(laughing maniacally)

- Miss Lochland, the
camera, it's a weapon.

It might kill him, use
it before it's too late.

- Get away from that, it's mine.

No.

No.

(chuckling)

(whooshing)
(screaming)

- [Gideon] Hit him again.

- No.

(mirror shattering)

(dramatic music)

- You okay?

- Yes.

- Do you have any
idea who did this?

- Yes, it was Lake Lochland.

The super model, Lake Lochland?

- Do you know who that is?

- Oh yeah.

- She hit me on
the head and went

on a murderous rampage inside.

- Alright, what about all the
cloaks and masks in there?

Anyone else besides
Miss Lochland?

- I don't know.

She must have been into
some pretty kinky stuff.

- You don't know,
you have no idea?

- I have no idea.
- Then why are you here?

- I thought she was having
an affair with my husband.

(sighing)

- [Detective] Okay.

- There's another team
at the Lochland apartment

and apparently, they've
found another body.

It was the publicist.

- Oh, great.

This day's just getting better.

Get that looked
at, don't go far.

- Can I get your
information from you?

- Yes.
- First and last name?

- Mere Spiegel Ravenwood.

- And address?
- Eight Atlas Drive.

- [Detective] Thank you,
you'll be hearing from us soon.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- You have a lot of talent.

Have you ever wanted
to be something more?

(suspenseful choral music)

("Run Girl" by Brandon Wise)

* You better run girl

* You better run from me

* You better run girl

* Don't stick around with me

* You better run, run, run

* You better run, run, run

* You better run girl

* You better run, run, run

* You better run, run, run

* You better run girl

* Far away

* Run girl

* Far from me

* Don't get caught up now

* Don't get caught up with me

* Don't get caught up now

* 'Cause things are
not what they seem *

* You better run

* Run away

* You better run girl

* You better run

* Run away

* You better run girl

* Far away

* Run girl

* Far from me

* You don't need a destination

* As long as your
are far from me *

* You don't need a destination

* Far away is the place to be

* Far away is the place to be

* Far away is the place to be

* Run girl

* Far away is the place to be

* Run girl

* Far away is the place to be

* Run girl

* Far away

* Run girl

* Far from me

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