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(gentle instrumental music)

(ominous music)

- Get in there.

(boys panting)

(intense dramatic music)

- Geez.

Come on.

(water babbling)

(twangy country music)

(yawns)

- Dull day.

- Look, there's Doreen Barker.

(horn honking)

- [Abel] Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Come on, she's gonna think that was me.

- Like that's an awful thing.

She's got a great rack on her.

- [Dispatcher] Abel, we just got a report

from two kids I think
you need to check out.

- So what happened last night?

- It's not gonna work out.

We want different things.

- You can tell all that

from a first date?

- You know, all she wanted to do was talk.

- Just 'cause a girl wants to talk

doesn't mean you have
to set a wedding date.

I live vicariously through you, Abe.

Sad but true.

And you ain't getting enough sex for me.

- Take it up with your wife.

- My wife, she's got me running ragged.

- Hey, take a look right there.

- [Joey] I see it.

- Well, what do you think

we're supposed to do with him?

- I don't know.

Shall we yank him out?

- No, we should probably

get a picture or something.

Why don't we get Kenny on the radio

and get him over here with his camera?

- The Fotomart doesn't open 'til 10

and Kenny don't have no cell phone.

(groaning)

- Keep pulling him, come on.

(grunts)

Can you believe this?

- No.

- [Abel] You recognise him?

- He's gotta be one of the kids

from the Haddan School. (panting)

- What do you figure
we're supposed to do now?

- I don't know.

We should wait for Forensics
to come in from Cross County.

- Probably right.

What the hell is that?

Is that blood?

(soft bubbling)

Right, that's weird.

- What the fuck is that?

- I have no idea.

I don't know, something doesn't sit right.

This could be a homicide.

I got a feeling.

- It could be that or, you
know, suicide. (sniffs)

(branch cracks)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- You see that?

- What?

- A kid, in the woods over there.

- No.

- I could have sworn I just saw a kid.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, I'm fine.

(ominous instrumental music)

- This place gives me the creeps.

Always did.

- I think you'll be okay, Joey.

You got your gun with you.

- Murder, betrayal, revenge,

ghosts, witches, sex,

drugs and sword fights

with a few jokes thrown in.

If you can find something with

all of that, that is fine by me.

(students chattering)

- They found a body in
the river this morning.

They're saying it's Gus Pierce.

- Jesus.

- They're saying he killed himself.

- Who are?

- I'm just telling you
what the dean told me.

- A bright boy, no doubt about it.

But he'd been behaving oddly

these last few weeks.

- In what ways?

- He wouldn't change his clothes.

Wouldn't go to classes,

stayed in bed day after day.

He was in Chalk House, you see.

- Well no, actually, we don't see.

- What exactly is the
significance of that?

- Only that it's our most
venerable boy's house.

We have four.

Sharpe, Otto, Denton and Chalk.

Everyone wants to be in Chalk.

Gus was there because of his

perfect scores in his aptitude tests.

There are distinct
advantages to being there.

They have a maid, for instance.

- A maid?

- And their own parking area.

So they can have a car on campus.

It seems to pay off.

Chalk boys always
graduate top of the class.

- I'm guessing that Gus wasn't

the typical Chalk House boy.

- Bit of an outsider, really.

God, you know, I just feel,

terrible I didn't see
how depressed he was.

So moody sometimes, but,

I never thought he'd commit suicide.

- We're not talking suicide here, sir.

No one mentioned anything about suicide.

- Yeah, we don't know how this boy died.

If it's all right with you,

we'd like to take a look at his room.

- Yes, of course.

- Are you trying to burn the place down?

- Not a bad idea.

- Where's Kenny?

- He's not coming.

He's over at Fotomart.

- What?

- No photographs, why not?

- Word from the Chief
was, don't bother him.

Don't take too much time with any of this.

- Aw come on, we need photos.

- That's what the guy said.

- Jesus!

What a dump.

- Who would have thought it?

And this is with a maid.

(box rattling)

(sobbing)

Excuse me.

Is this August Pierce's room?

(sniffs)

Is it?

- Yeah.

- Was he a friend of yours?

- So, this must be the
dead kid's room, huh?

(sobbing)

Does that mean she knows something?

- Nice.

So what do you think we're

supposed to be looking for here?

- I have no idea.

- Nothing.

Don't touch anything, leave it all to me.

- Calm yourself down, Farris.

We're not gonna break anything.

(clattering)

I'm not gonna break anything.

You know, it's a little weird.

Dean says that this kid was a mess,

and yet he kept his room real tidy.

- Uh uh, here we go, bingo.

A little bit of the weed.

Now, do you think the kid
smoked the wacky tabacky,

went out for a walk and drowned, huh?

- We got a possible homicide,

and you wanna go with the accident theory?

- Well, you heard what the man said.

The kid was a loser.

- He said he was a loner.

Loner, Joey, big difference.

(people chattering faintly)

Excuse me, miss.

I'd like to ask you a favour.

(camera clicks)

- You know, Abe, maybe if you want

I can get her phone number for you.

- I don't know, Joey,

you're the one that seems interested.

(gentle instrumental music)

(camera clicks)

Hey, I can take that roll of film

off your hands now.

- I develop my own.

But if you wanna take it, take it,

- No, why don't you just drop it

off at the station house, ask them.

Make sure you include the bill.

So, what do you, what do you teach here?

- Photography and English Lit.

Did you go to school here?

- No, no.

Nobody from town goes to Haddan.

We actually don't even like
to come on to the property.

Gives us the creeps.

- I guess it can be kind
of pleased with itself.

- Yeah, a little bit.

- You know, I saw August
Pierce last night.

- Where was this?

- In the woods.

He was with another
student, Carlin Leander,

and they were arguing.

- Were the two of them dating?

- I don't think so.

- Anything else?

- No.

I just thought you should know.

- Well, thank you.

- Be careful with Carlin.

She's a good kid.

(sighs)

(ominous music)

(bird squawking)

Yeah, I know, I know I said
I'd be there, but I can't.

You've gotta make other plans.

Mary Beth, listen, this is huge,

it's a department thing.

Yeah, it's everything we've talked about.

The promotion, the pay grade,

the whole nine yards.

Yeah.

Tell your mother I'm sorry,

sent out on a call.

I gotta go.

- [Boy] Abel.

(window bangs)

Abel?

(soft opera music)

(whooshing)

(water dripping)

(water dripping loudly)

- Is somebody in there?

- Yeah.

No, I hear you.

Yeah, okay.

We'll be there in a sec.

Chief wants us back at
the station right away.

- [Woman] Police
Department, can I help you?

- Great, you guys are back.

(phone ringing)

Abel, I need you to head out

to the airport right away,

pick up the kid's father and

take him over to the Haddan Inn.

Joey.

(door bangs)

(muffled speaking)

- [Man On Radio] Alpha tango.

Back to Charlie nine.

- [Woman On Radio] Nine.

- I wanna see him.

- All right.

(mystical instrumental music)

Gus's things are all up in your room.

- Thanks for seeing me.

Since you don't know me or anything.

- I'm happy to meet any friend of Gus's.

He always made out that,

he didn't have any.

- I just wanted you to know, he fell.

It was an accident.

I'm sure.

I'm so sure.

- The coat is still damp.

Probably just fall apart.

- He got it at a secondhand store.

We had a fight over it. (sighs)

Naturally, he won.

- He, he would.

- Thank you.

- Hey, Carlin.

Are you okay?

You wanna ride back to campus?

- (sniffs) No, thanks, I'll walk.

- So, tell me about Gus.

- What's to know?

It was all my fault.

- How do you figure that?

- We had a fight.

I was horrible to him.

We called each other names.

(sniffs) I was so mad I let him walk off.

I didn't even go after him.

- You didn't see what happened, did you?

- No.

- Well, then we can't be sure, can we?

- He left me notes all
the time, for no reason.

If he'd meant to do it,

he would have written to me.

And this coat, he would have left it

on the bank, neatly folded.

I know he would.

He was running away from me and he fell.

- Is that what you told his father?

- Why should he have to think that

Gus killed himself when he didn't?

I just wanted him to know the truth.

- And you're sure that's the truth?

(sniffs)

- [Carlin] Just drop me here.

I have to go around
back, it's after curfew.

- [Abel] All right.

(branches snapping)

(Carlin screams)

- Ah!
- Hey, it's me, Harry.

It's only me.

- Jesus Christ!

- What the hell are you doing out here?

- You scared the shit out of us.

- I scared you?

Who did you think I was?

- Two of the guys thought you were a bear.

(laughs)

- What's that on your face?

- That's blood.

It's all right.

It's only mine.

We're just messing around.

We're having a house meeting.

Look, I have to swear you to
secrecy on this, all right?

- Yeah, sure, I swear.

- Your coat's all wet.

Is that Gus Pierce's coat?

- Is that a problem?

- You can't wear that.

- Are you telling me
what I can and can't do?

- Harry.

Harry?
- Quiet, quiet.

- Better get back to Robbie and your boys.

- See you tomorrow.

- [Robbie] Walk it in, sweet.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(gasps)

- Mind if I sit down?

- No.

- Those idiots from the

Haddan School in the next car

are driving me crazy.

- That's where I'm
going, the Haddan School.

- Yeah, but you're not an idiot.

That's the difference.

I'm August Pierce.

Born on the 7th day of the 7th month,

and cursed with bad luck.

Choose a number between one and 20.

And don't tell me what it is.

Go on, choose.

- Okay.

- Three.

Was I right?

I was right, wasn't I?

- Yeah, you were right.

- Ha ha.

Simple probability.

Most people go for either three or seven.

- I'm not most people.

And we might as well

get this over with, okay?

I'm not interested in flirting, in you.

- Why would you be?

(train rattling)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(water splashing)

- What did the Chief wanna
talk about last night?

- He said that the kid probably

fell in the river upstream,

floated down to where we found him.

- He's basing this on what?

He was there?

- Look, the kid, between September

and November of last year,

had been to the nurse's office five times,

for extreme migraines.

He was on his third anti-depressant.

He was inattentive, he was surly,

he was isolating from his classmates,

his grades were suffering horrendously.

- Where did you get this information?

- Last night, Glen
showed me the kid's file.

- Hey Chief?

(coffee machine gurgling)

- You should get one of these, Abe.

Makes a very good cappuccino.

You want one?
- No, thank you.

What's this about the Pierce

kid's death being an accident?

- Who said anything about an accident?

Based on the kid's medical records,

it looks like suicide to me.

- You don't think there's a possibility

somebody had a hand in this?

- There's nothing to
suggest foul play, nothing.

- Come on, Chief, you
don't really believe that.

- Yes, I do.

And so do the folks at the Haddan School.

- Oh, I'm sure they do.

- Let it go, Abe.

You know, I don't wanna be the

amateur psychologist here, but,

do you ever stop and think that

all your concern about this

might have something to do

with your brother Frank?

(students shouting and cheering)

(gasps)

- [Abel] Do you mind if I ask, were you

and Gus seeing each other?

- No, Harry's my boyfriend.

I can't talk to him about this, though.

He's jealous.

Gus and I used to come here all the time.

To read or smoke cigarettes.

Talk shit about other students.

(birds squawking)

Now that he's gone,

I feel like half a person.

I was hoping to spend

the Christmas holidays with him.

We were gonna go to the city

and see three movies in a row.

Eat too much.

- How did Harry feel about that?

- He didn't like it.

I guess I didn't care.

- Well, do you mind if
I ask you something?

What did you and Gus argue
about that last night?

Could be helpful.

- Some stupid mid-term
party he wasn't invited to.

(upbeat music)
- Woo!

- [Girl] Hey, you wanna dance?

- [Carlin] He disapproved of Harry.

- Yeah.

- Although, Harry could be

a bit of an ass sometimes.

(students chattering)

- [Student] So let's go to the back.

- [Student] Leave it alone.

- [Student] Yeah, he's
going down to see, man.

♪ Wise, in a day ♪

- [Gus] Have fun at your orgy?

- Hardly an orgy.

Just a keg of beer,

and some assholes dancing around a fire.

- Are you sure you're
allowed to even talk to me?

- What do you mean by that?

- Won't your boyfriend see us together?

Bad girl.

You know, you'd better watch it.

He's a monster.

- Who, Harry?

- Thought you were
smarter than this, Carlin.

But you're just like everyone else!

- Well, I'd rather be like

everyone else than be like you.

No one will even sit next

to you, you're so disgusting.

Why don't you wash?

It's pathetic.

Everyone says you're such a loser.

I didn't mean that.

- Yes, you did.

You meant every word.

- Maybe we should just
not talk for a while.

For both our sakes.

Maybe we should just take a break.

If I thought he killed himself,

that would be the end.

(gentle cello music)

(wind howling)

(ominous music)

(intense cello music)

- Damn.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Woman] Police desk, may I help you?

- Hi, I'm.

- Yeah, we'll take care
of that immediately.

- Okay, thank you.

- Hello.

- I brought you those
photographs you wanted.

- Oh, thank you.

- I have something else
I'd like to show you.

- What, you mean this smudge here?

- Yeah, I just thought it was weird.

It looks like a face.

- Could it be maybe a mix-up of some sort?

Maybe there was an image

already on the film or--

- Like a double exposure?

- Yeah, yeah, like a double exposure.

- Maybe.

- If it's all right with you,

I'd like to have our guy

at the lab take a look at these.

- Of course.

Look, I hope there's some mistake.

I can't get it out of my head.

It's giving me the creeps.

You don't think he killed himself, do you?

- What makes you say that?

- Don't know, just sense it.

- Let's just say I'm keeping an open mind.

What about you?

- I hope not, for Carlin's sake.

- Look, I hope this
isn't inappropriate, but,

how would you feel about dinner sometime?

No big deal, just food on a plate.

- I'm getting married on June the 17th.

The Willow Room at The Inn.

- Sorry to hear that.

Well look, if you can
think of anything else

that might be helpful give me a call.

That's my card.

It's got my number right there.

- Will do.

- Most amateurs use a standard

stop bath in their tank.

If the solution's too cold,

it can cause the emulsion

to smear or crack,

especially at this time of year.

- You think maybe she made a mistake

when she was developing this?

- You should have brought it to me.

(computer beeping)

- You see that?

What does that look like to you?

- Not much.

(twangy guitar music)

♪ What could cost me your love ♪

♪ I see the light upon your eyes ♪

♪ Through all that black ♪

- It says that there was faecal
matter found in his lungs.

- [Man] Are you saying it was human waste?

- Human as can be.

And I remember when you were Chief,

wasn't there an environmental study

done on the river a couple of years back?

- The town put in the strictest

sewage laws in the country.

The folks over on Main Street,

they had to instal

completely new septic tanks.

Cost a fortune.

Been running clean ever since.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

So, how are you doing anyhow?

How's the leg treating you?

- Oh, the leg's fine.

- I was thinking about maybe going

to see Frank this weekend.

I haven't been there in some time.

- That's good, son.

- I was wondering, do you ever,

do you ever think about him at all?

- (sighs deeply) Some.

Listen, I got something on the stove.

We'll talk.

- Yeah, Dad.

Take care.

(phone beeps)

(sighs)

(ominous music)

(water trickling)

(branch snaps)
(bird squawking)

Hey!

Hey, kid.

(eerie music)

Hey, wait up a second.

No footprints.

(clanging)

(upbeat pop music)

♪ Can't get you to go go ♪

♪ Just throw away this for you ♪

♪ Until the day ♪

♪ We will take it and
make it there enough ♪

♪ Over here, come over here ♪

♪ Come over here ♪

♪ Come over here ♪

♪ Come over here ♪

(diners chattering)

- [Man] I'll tell you what.

- Do you ever wonder what comes next?

- Share of the department, hopefully.

Eventually, a university position.

- I meant after death.

- Well, luckily, we can both be buried

in the Haddan School cemetery.

- How did you know I was the one for you?

What made you so sure?

- What do you mean?

What sort of a question's that?

You just sort of know, don't you?

I just,

I just feel happier.

- Ice-cream makes me
feel happier. (chuckles)

(gentle instrumental music)

- Here it is.

The water's clean and clear with only

trace amounts of fish eggs and algae.

Nothing more.

You could practically drink the stuff.

- Thank you, Matt.

Oh, one other thing.

I found this Haddan School scarf

down by the bridge.

Probably nothing, but
why not run a test on it?

- Yeah, okay.

- Take a look at this.

Human excrement.

Found in the boy's lungs

but not in the Haddan River.

So does that make any sense to you?

- Mary Beth wants me to work

weekends as a security guard

to bankroll a trip to Disney World.

That make any sense?

- The kid didn't commit suicide,

because he didn't drown
in the Haddan River.

- So you think the kid
drowned some place else?

- And then was dumped in the river.

- The kid drowned in the river.

Suicide, end of story.

- [Man] This time of day, whatever.

- I'll handle it.

- Can you believe this?

- Yeah, I know.

Let's grab our civvies
and go for a beer, okay?

- Come on, I thought you said

we were gonna go get some beer?

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- Hang on here for a second.

(people chattering)

Here, have a chocolate.

- You have to fucking be kidding me.

Now you're taking pay-offs too?

Moron.

- This town gets plenty,
plenty from the school.

Why shouldn't we?

- Because we're cops.

How about that, huh?

- They treat us like their own

personal security department.

We should at least get paid

for our services, Abe.

- What exactly are those services, huh?

Don't go digging around

when they tell us not to?

- [Joey] Come on!

You heard what the Chief said.

It's out of our hands.

It's a done deal.

It's all done!

- Maybe for you.

- You don't have three kids, do you?

You don't have a wife barking up

your ass every day, every day for cash.

It's fucking mind-blowing.

- That doesn't change anything, Joey.

Now do me a favour and stop the car.

I'm getting out.

- For Christ's sake, don't get all--

- Stop the goddamn fucking car!

(tyres screeching)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- I brought you something.

Can I come in?

- Yeah, be my guest.

- What do you think about these?

- [Abel] Do you think maybe Gus

is trying to tell us something?

- Either that or we're both crazy.

- Why come by to show these to me tonight?

Why not wait 'til morning?

- Because I couldn't wait.

(gentle instrumental music)

- Really?

- Really.

(water babbling)

(engine sputtering)

Come on.

Uh.

Please.

(engine revs)
♪ In my dreams ♪

(engine rumbling)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- [Announcer] Well, folks, we got

a quick weather warning here.

A cold front has really come down

and it is cold out there.

We're getting some flurries.

(wind howling)

- Hi, it's Carlin, Gus's friend.

Can I see you?

Great.

(branches creaking)

(spooky music)

They have some stupid hazing ritual.

Part of a secret society.

It's based on the doctrines

of some 16th century French guy,

called Martin de Pasquale.

They call themselves
The Order Of The Elect.

It's pathetic.

- And your friend Gus,

was he, was he a member of this club?

- Harry said Gus was a mistake.

He used to have this
nickname for him, faker.

Because you just didn't know

if he could be trusted.

- Nathaniel Glass,

and Gus Pierce.

One hateful exploit,

will bind these two young men to us,

they're brothers, forever.

This night, you must kill a rabbit

and drink its blood.

- What if I don't wanna kill a rabbit?

- There is only one way
to avoid initiation,

and still retain membership
with full privileges.

And that is to perfect the trick

that our illustrious founder,

Doctor Howe, insisted his wife execute,

in exchange for her freedom.

All you have to do is take one

of the white roses

that grow by the girls' dorm,

and before our very
eyes turn the bloom red.

- Turn a white rose red?

It's winter, they aren't
in bloom at the dorm.

- Any white rose then.

As long as you turn it red.

- I wouldn't try it, faker.

It's easier to kill the rabbit.

- You see, Gus liked that.

He could do tricks,

his father taught him.

And he was desperate
to get one up on Harry.

(knocking)

- [Eric] in there?

- Come on in, it's safe.

- You ready?

- I'll just get my coat.

- Why are you taking
pictures of empty rooms?

- Do you think it's weird?

- [Eric] What's weird?

- The smudge.

- It's a thumb print, isn't it?

- Yes.

It's a thumb print.

Now come on, we're gonna be late.

- Mr. Pierce, thank you
for speaking with me.

- No problem.

How can I help you?

- I'm just trying to collect as much

information about Gus as I can.

I was told that he liked
to do magic tricks.

- Yeah, I taught him some.

I used to do it on weekends.

Kids' parties, that kind of thing,

when I was younger,

when I taught high school.

- [Abel] Was Gus any good?

- He had a gift for it.

Sleight of hand, card tricks.

Why do you ask?

- What about a trick where

he could turn a white rose red?

- You mean change its colour?

It's not an illusion
that I ever taught him.

I haven't done it.

- Does he have any brothers

and sisters I could speak with?

- No, he was an only child.

- Okay.

Um, all right, well I'll give
you a call if I have any news.

Thanks again for your time.

- I should never have sent him

to that damn school.

- I'll give you a call
when I hear something.

(phone beeps)

(wind howling)

(bell rings)

Mr. Herman's office?

- He's in there, sir.

- Hey, that's fine.

(knocking)

- Eric Herman?

- Yes, can I help?

- Yeah, I'd like to ask you

a few questions about Gus Pierce.

- Yeah.

This way.

- I'm curious if Gus ever mentioned

something to you called
The Order Of The Elect?

- The what?

- Order Of The Elect.

A secret society at Chalk House.

- Is it?

No, I've never heard of it.

He did pay me a visit at one point.

Began to spin some far-fetched

tale about his mistreatment.

He had some bruises, granted, but,

I felt that they could

have been self-inflicted.

- So you just assumed he was lying?

- We felt that he was unstable,

that his work in class was wretched.

His behaviour was anti-social.

Frankly, I didn't think
he'd last the semester.

- Well, he didn't, did he?

- I didn't mean it like that.

That was a stupid thing to say.

Perhaps I could have been

a little bit more sympathetic.

- You have some responsibility

to these boys, don't you?

Isn't that what teaching's all about?

- No, education is not
just about learning.

It's about learning to live.

I always take the Spartans

as an inspiration for this.

- The Spartans?

- Yeah, you familiar with them?

Citizens of Sparta, 4th century BC.

- Yeah, I know who they are.

I'm just curious as to what
they have to do with Gus Pierce.

- They taught their young men

that individualism is highly overrated.

You're stronger as a whole.

I like to think that we try

and achieve that here, in some small way.

- Thank you, Mr. Herman.

- I am so sorry.

I made a terrible mistake the other night

and, uh, I got carried away.

It was rash and,

I've started something that,

that I, that I can't finish.

- Okay.

I understand.

- I'm, I'm sorry.

No, I can't.

- Why, what is wrong?

- I can't do this.

I can't lie to him.

- Well then, don't lie to him.

Just tell him the truth.

Tell him about us.

- I don't wanna screw things up.

I like my life here.

I like my job.

Teaching means everything to me.

- Look, I don't know what one

has to do with the other.

I'm not asking you to quit your job.

- I can't.

(birds squawking)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(engine rumbling)

(boys shouting and cheering)

(horn honking)

- Why aren't you packing?

- I'm not going.

- You don't wanna come skiing at my dad's?

We've made all the plans.

- They were your plans, actually.

- Okay, I'm selfish.

I want you there with me.

What's wrong with that?

- I changed my mind,

that's what's wrong with that.

- Well fuck you.

I'll take someone else.

- Take Nathaniel or Robbie.

You prefer their company anyway.

(wind howling)

(knocking)

- Hey, Carlin.

You didn't wanna go home for vacation?

- I wanted to stay with Gus.

- Won't your parents miss you?

- They won't even notice.

- Well, we'll have to see if we can't

find you something more stimulating to do

while you're here.

- I'm fine.

(dramatic string music)

(cracking)

- Carlin.

What are you doing out there?

- It's okay, it won't crack.

- [Abel] I wouldn't be so sure of that.

- It won't.

Gus'll protect me.

- Okay, young lady.

That's enough.

What do you say we get off

the ice right now?

- I can feel the water
move beneath me. (laughs)

- And if the ice breaks

and you go in the water,

I may not be able to save you.

So what do you say we get off there?

- I told you.

(ice creaking)

Gus'll protect me.

- Carlin, Gus is dead.

(melancholy instrumental music)

(door bangs)

- Hey.

Working late?

Make the rest of us look bad.

- It's a little too
late for that, isn't it?

- Abe, I made a huge mistake.

I should never have brought you along.

I should have kept you out of it.

Like everyone said.

- See, I thought your
mistake was taking the money.

- You want me to say the kid was murdered?

Okay fine, he was murdered.

And maybe Frank was
too, while we're at it.

Maybe somebody shot him.

Is that what you wanna hear?

(door bangs)

- No, it just doesn't,
just doesn't feel right.

You know, nobody wants
to take it any further.

I don't know what to do.

- Glen Tyson seems to
know what he's doing.

- Dad, the boy's own father

doesn't think he killed himself.

I mean, is that, is that how
you felt when Frank died?

- I can't remember how I felt.

- Yeah, well, maybe that's
what people do, right?

They don't wanna accept it.

You know, you never said why

you thought Frank killed himself.

- I don't know why he killed himself.

- But you must have given
it some thought, right?

Did you think it was an accident?

Were you surprised?

Do you think Frank was capable
of doing something like that?

Did he ever mention anything?

- It was a long time ago.

- Jesus Christ, Dad.

Look, I just wanna talk to you about this.

You never talked to me about it.

- You know, I don't hold
with all this emotionalism.

It's best to let things lie.

- Let things lie?

- Yeah, there's no point stirring it up.

The past is the past.

- He was your son, goddamn it!

I just wanna know how you felt.

- I felt ashamed.

That's how I felt.

He was weak!

And I felt ashamed.

(ominous music)

(shoes squeaking)

(players chattering)

- [Man] Hey!

- [Man] Out of bounds.

- Whoa!
- That's it.

- What the hell's up with you?

(intense dramatic music)

(muffled chatter)

- Don't move!

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- You look a million miles away.

(men shouting)

- Get off me, man!

- Get off me!

- Relax, relax, relax!

Relax!

- That's fucked up, Joey.
- Asshole!

- Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Come on, come on!

You fucking!

- Get off, get off.

- What's your problem?

(panting)

(water swooshing)

(loud bang)
(gasping)

- Who's there?

Anybody there?

(gentle instrumental music)

(laughs)

I wasn't gonna give you this,

but then I realised,

Gus can't get into trouble.

I found it hidden in his coat,

but I really don't think that it's his.

He wasn't into coke.

- What makes you think it's coke?

- What else would it be?

- Aniline crystals.

- Aniline crystals?

- I knew it wasn't heroin.

Could have been cocaine
cut with baking powder.

But no, it's aniline crystals.

The same as the residue we found

on the kid's chest and clothes.

- The red stuff on his chest?

- It was all in the report.

- Not in the report I read.

- Hm.

- Okay.

Let me ask you, Matt.

Where might someone get
these aniline crystals?

- Any pharmacy.

(water pattering)

(crystals rattling)

(sizzling)

- Simple but effective.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(inhales sharply)

(students clamouring)

- Well hey there, stranger.

- I like your hair.

- No you don't.

- Should have come with us.

We had a blast.

- I have something for you.

Come to my room later.

(knocking)

- This better be good.

Who sent those?

- I bought them.

But now I want red roses instead.

Turn them red, why don't you?

Gus could, couldn't he, Harry?

- If you're implying

that I had something to do

with what happened to Gus, you're wrong.

I wouldn't have wasted my time on him.

I just don't think he was a great loss

the way that you obviously do.

(door bangs)

(rain pattering)
(thunder rumbling)

(gentle instrumental music)

- I think you'll find that's my desk.

- Is there something
you wanna tell me, Joey?

- Nothing to tell.

- Are you trying to hide something?

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- It's a Haddan kid's scarf.

- Yeah and it says right
here that they found

traces of human blood and faeces on it.

Did they match it to the Pierce kid?

And what about these initials N.G.?

Did you check that out?

- What difference does it make?

It's over.

(door bangs)

- Hello.

- Hi.

- I called earlier about getting a list

of all the students
staying at Chalk House.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- How are you doing?

- All right, I guess.

- I wondered when I might run into you.

How's the investigation going?

- Actually, there doesn't seem

to be much of one any more.

Excuse me.

(upbeat pop music)

- Tasty burger?

- It's okay.

- Nathaniel, right?

Nathaniel Glass, initials N.G.?

I was hoping you could answer

a few questions about August Pierce.

Look, I don't have
anything to say about that.

- Nathaniel, you know we found your scarf.

Near the bridge, not far
from where Gus's body

was pulled out of the river.

Had traces of blood on it and faeces.

Do you wanna explain that to me?

- Yeah.

My scarf, I lost it.

- Nathaniel, this boy is dead.

Now tell me what happened that night.

- Like they say, he jumped in the river.

- Well then you'll come
down to station house

first thing tomorrow morning,

and you'll make a
statement to that effect.

And you'll sign it.

- Why?

- If you wanna talk before then.

- I don't see why.
- Here's my phone number.

Feel free to call.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I may be ♪

(branches creaking)
(ominous music)

(water dripping)

- Abel?

(rhythmic clacking)

(opera music)

Abel?
(phone ringing)

Nathaniel?

- [Nathaniel] I wanna talk.

You're doing the right thing, Nathaniel.

I'm listening.

(recorder clicks)

(clattering)

Nathaniel?

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- I didn't do anything wrong.

As long as you know that.

Who's there?

- Grab him!
- Nathaniel?

- [Nathaniel] I didn't say anything!

- Nathaniel?

(dial tone beeps)

- Excuse me, you know
where I can find the--

- Jenkins.

I think you're in the wrong place.

- I'm here to see Nathaniel Glass.

- Out of luck.

He's in the hospital.

Accident this morning.

Fell down the stairs, actually.

Landed very badly, apparently.

They all come running down here

as if they're being chased by a bull.

Perhaps now they'll be
a little more careful.

- You had to push it didn't you, Abe?

Couldn't take my advice.

- We got a kid who was severely beaten.

- Accident.

Boy isn't saying any different.

- Yeah, that's because he's terrified.

- You wanna go and make out

that the Pierce kid's death

was some kind of hazing gone wrong?

You'll make the school look bad.

- Is that what we're concerned about?

Whether or not the school looks bad?

- Did you know that the Haddan School

has made a contribution

that's gonna let us start work

on a medical centre?

- Yeah.

- There's gonna be a party
to celebrate next weekend.

- I could give a shit.

There's my gun.

There's my shield.

I'm done.

(coughing)

(thuds)
(grunting)

(grunting)

(body thuds)

(gun clicks)

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

- I'd say you have a couple of minutes

before that ice cracks and you go under.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Stay right where you are.

You're not going anywhere
until you do some talking.

(ice creaking)
- Jesus Christ!

- Once you're in the water,

it's frozen all the way down-stream.

I figure you'll be dead

by the time you hit the town limits.

(ice cracking)
- I can feel it.

It's cracking.

Please!

- Then tell me what the
hell happened to Gus!

- Gus was an asshole, who cares about him?

He would never have amounted to anything!

- And how the hell would you know, huh?

Now tell me the truth.

What happened?

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Faker.

Grab him.

(punch thuds)
(grunts)

(melodic cello music)

- Downstairs!
- Hold him down!

(Gus shouts)
- Shh!

- [Gus] Let go, let go!

(intense cello music)

Ah, no, no!

Let go!

(grunting)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(water gurgling)

- Look at the big shot now.

Don't let him up!

Keep him down.

(water gurgling)
(gasping)

- Let him go, he's not moving.

He's not fighting back.

- That's the whole point!

- He's drowning!

- Shut up!

When we left him there,
he was still alive.

Look, you have to believe me.

Look, I didn't do it, please!

It's the truth.

Please, I didn't do it.

(ice cracking)

(water gurgling)

- You're lying.

And I'm gonna make you
pay for what you've done.

(train bell dinging)

(horn blares)

There's no easy way to say this,

Mr. Pierce, but, I know
who killed your son.

- You do?

- And my problem is that's made me

a little unpopular back home,

and I've left the Force.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- So, I can't bring this
boy in, but you can.

How would you feel about bringing

a civil case against the boy?

His name's Harry McKenna.

And he drowned your son.

We can get him to confess.

There were other witnesses.

- Let me show you something.

I've been putting off going

through his stuff, and then,

when you called, I found this.

(box rattles)

It's a, it's a Chinese box.

Magicians use them to
make things disappear.

You'd have to know what you

were doing to find something.

It's a, it's a suicide note.

(dramatic instrumental music)

To Carlin.

I know you wanted things

to be different, and,

God knows, so did I.

But there it is.

I guess she should have it now.

- [Harry] When we left him
there he was still alive.

Look, you have to believe me.

It's the truth!

(water trickling)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Oh my God.

Ah!

(Gus chuckles)

- Boo.

- I should have known.

You're a faker.

(fist thuds)

(sobbing)

(intense dramatic music)

(sobbing)

(panting)

(water splashing)

(train bell dinging)

(curtain string clacking)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(balls clacking)

- Abel.

Abel?

Abel?

- What?

- I need you for something.

(opera music)

- Frank, Frank shall we go fishing?

- You can't come with me, Abel.

Don't be telling nobody

I got this gun, you swear?

Don't tell nobody.

You swear?

- I swear.

I swear.

- Good boy.

Here.

I want you to have this.

- Your arrow head?

Ah!

- You swear?

- I swear.

I swear, Frank.

- That a boy.

Get on home now, you hear?

I'll see you later.

(bird squawking)

(gunshot fires)

(bird squawking)

(sombre instrumental music)

(water pattering)

(door clicks)

(door bangs)

- Hello?

I've just cleaned out the garage,

I had an extra one of those,

thought you might need it.

- How about a cup of coffee, Dad?

- No thanks, I can't stay.

- You know, it's funny when you,

you look back and,

you see these things

that you thought were clues and,

you realise they, they weren't.

That morning I remember Frank got up early

and made a big breakfast.

French toast.

Then he was out front washing his car.

You know, I, I went with him

to get the gun, Dad.

He told me he needed
it for target practise.

So, I did it.

I even climbed through

the window to get it for him.

- That was wrong of him.

- You heard what I said right, Dad?

I mean, I got the gun.

I helped him do it.

- Oh, he tricked you.

I knew that there was

something wrong that morning,

because he hugged me.

And he never liked being hugged.

Even when he was a baby.

It wasn't his way.

(dog barking)

(sighs)

(door bangs)
(students chattering)

- [Student] John, tell the
coach I won't be there today.

- Hey.

- They're kicking Harry out of school.

- Come on.

- [Carlin] They're saying
he beat up Nathaniel.

But did he have something
to do with Gus's death?

Is that why they're
really kicking him out?

- No.

No, Harry didn't have
anything to do with it.

Gus just had an accident.

No one's to blame.

And certainly not you.

- How do you know?

- Well, they checked the riverbank

where Gus used to go and smoke.

Found a rock with traces

of his blood on it,

near his footprints.

Seems he just slipped and hit his head.

- Gus.

(sighs)

- Look, I'm sorry.

(sighs)

(fire crackling)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Hello everybody and thank you

so very much for being here.

It's my pleasure to welcome you

to the inauguration

of the Haddan County Medical Centre.

(audience applauding)

- Hi.

Remember me?

- Sure do.

(intense string music)

(triumphant string music)

(sombre orchestral music)