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- Wow.

I mean this place is just.

- It's perfect.

- Oh my God, what's that smell?

- I think that's fresh air.

- Gross.

- Look, I, I got an idea.

Why don't you go check the place out.

Why don't you go pick out your room.

- Mr. and Mrs. Barrington.

- Mrs. Sherman.

- Oh, welcome to Candlewood Hills.

- I never thought we'd leave the city for the country,

but this community is just perfect.

- Yeah.

- So this isn't a second home?

- No, no, we are country folk now, through and through.

- Oh, well, you've picked the right place.

Let me show you inside.

- This house comes fully furnished

and all our stuff's been delivered already.

- Surprise!

- Mr. Barrington didn't want me to mention it,

but the previous owners really didn't need

to take anything with them.

- I figured we'd be on air mattresses for a week.

- Hmm. - This is perfect.

- Who was in my room before?

The decor is old.

- Oh, all your boxes are here.

Feel free to make it your own.

- This particular house has been here for decades.

- It been through several renovations

and updates to make it the perfect modern home

for the perfect modern day family.

- Mrs. Sherman.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine, thank you.

I was just, I'm fine.

Let me show you the outside.

- Yeah.

- The patio is basically an outdoor dining room.

- Wow, I've always wanted to be able

to eat dinner under the stars.

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, what do you think, Matty?

It's pretty cool, right?

- Totally. - Oh, what do you got there?

- You better be careful with those.

- Yeah, welcome to the sticks, Matty.

- Ah, oh, well, Barrington's, I think I need to leave you.

I have another house to show,

but I hope you enjoy your life up here in the country.

And again, welcome to New Milford.

- Kevin, you need to get to the store before it closes

and pick up some air freshener.

The last family used way too much sage in here.

- Give me one good reason why we have to leave.

- You know why we have to leave.

- So, Veronica, getting mugged on the subway one time

is a reason to leave the city.

- Ah, yeah.

The the schools are better.

The air is fresh.

There's tons to do.

It is safer.

- It's so safe the last owner had a shotgun.

- Oh, that's just for show.

Probably doesn't even work.

You will learn to love it here.

- I just don't wanna be here.

Alex is still in New York, and so are all of my friends.

- And so is your mom's Pilates class.

- Stepmom.

- The store isn't open till midnight

like in the city, Kevin.

Can you please go before they close?

I have to go.

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Nice weather for the lake.

- Oh.

- I haven't seen you before.

You in for the weekend?

- No, no, new in town.

We just bought the,

the big house up on Candlewood Hills.

- Oh, I know that house.

- Yeah.

- That's a beautiful house.

- Yeah.

- 49.75, please.

- You can, you can keep the change.

- Did you call the post office

about a change of address?

- I called it before we left.

Did you call the cable company about the internet?

- Yep, they said someone will be here tomorrow

between 10:00 AM and 6:00 PM to check it.

Do you think you're able to have

the community's maintenance man come by today?

- Yep.

- They're a bunch of bees out back.

I almost got stung.

- I don't think I have his number.

- I'm sure he has an office

or a workshop or something down the road.

Oh, and ask him.

Jesus, Matteo.

- What? - No loud noises, remember?

- Sorry, mom.

- Mm-hmm.

- How'd you guys sleep? - Terrible.

The silence here is deafening.

- Well, peace and quiet brings peace of mind.

Right, Matty?

- Cringey meme quotes bring my lunch back up.

- Oh, it's a good thing we're eating breakfast.

- It's a good thing you don't make a living at comebacks.

- Oh, it's a good thing.

- Coffee's ready.

- We got coffee.

- The internet's not up yet.

That explains all of this obsolete technology.

- I don't think the, the New Milford Time is online yet.

And the internet guy will be here tomorrow.

- Between 10 and six.

- There's barely any cell service up here

in new mildew either.

I can barely text Alex, let alone call her.

- She's your girlfriend, not your employee.

You don't need to be in constant communication

from nine to five.

- Eight hour workday.

- That's as obsolete as Dad's newspaper.

- Yeah, and no, I can't.

Kenny McNamara has hiking thirsty for Alex,

and I'm scared that

because I'm not there, she's not even going to curve her

even though she's cuffed.

- She's just afraid another girl

is gonna steal her girlfriend.

- Sarah, you can't hold on with paranoia.

All right, if it's meant to be, it's meant to be.

And if not, you move on.

Things will work out like they're supposed to.

- That's easy for you to say.

You guys are married, you'll die together alone.

- Oh, thanks for the vote of confidence.

- What?

- Gross.

- Where are you going?

- I wanna get in and run and explore a little bit.

- But you didn't even eat.

- Calories are overrated.

Did you wanna come with?

- Absolutely.

Give me a minute.

- I wanted to go to the lake.

- You still can later, okay?

I assume you wanna get your day started right away as well.

- Oh yeah, yeah.

I just wanna finish this story.

- Oh, and they all live happily ever after.

- Can I come with you?

- Let's do it.

- Maybe no one's home.

- Nah, someone's gotta be here.

Why don't you go around back?

Hmm.

Hello.

- Okay, let's head out.

- Where?

- Well, I thought we'd win the trails

at the local state park.

Matteo says, it's supposed to be beautiful.

- You don't wanna run around the neighborhood.

- I want a good work out of a rough terrain.

The pavement gives me shin splints.

- You never said in that when we lived in New York.

- Well, New York was either pavement or concrete

so I just sucked it up.

Now that we have an option, let's run the trails.

Think you can keep up, hmm?

Think you can keep up.

- I heard you.

You know I was the one who invited you on this run.

- Mm-hmm.

It'll be nice to spend some time together, won't it?

- Get the fuck outta here

before I blow your thieving head off!

- Easy.

I don't want You tell her

that Freddy's not going anywhere.

- Who?

- You wanna get shot, huh?

You wanna get shot, huh?

- I just wanna know where the property manager lives.

- No one's back there either.

Can and go now?

- Freddy, Freddy, get back inside.

Get back inside!

- Kevin.

- Matteo, run!

- Freddy!

Freddy, where'd you go?

Freddy?

He's gone.

Where'd he go?

You made Freddy go away.

Freddy.

- Wait for me.

- Go, go, go!

Matty, run this way, this way.

Hey, call the cops.

Call the cops, there's a lady up there.

- Whoa, whoa She had a gun.

- Calm down, stranger, it's just Mad Marla.

Don't pay her any attention.

Excuse me.

Are serious?

- Probably threaten you with a snub nose

for being on her property.

- Yeah.

- She'll find those rounds one of these days.

Lucky for you, it wasn't today.

- So how do you know that?

- Because it's just Mad Marla.

She isn't right.

Best to just stay far, far away from there.

- Veronica, wait up.

- Come on, we're almost in the top.

- You must be Barrington.

- Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Who are you?

- The name is Eli Boardman.

I'm the property manager for the community.

Who's this guy?

- I'm Matteo.

- How you doing, little man?

Congrats on the new house.

Very special piece of land you got there.

- Oh yeah, thank you.

Now we, we think it's-

- Sorry that Mad Marla took it upon herself

to play welcoming committee.

We try to help, but best we can do is just leave her be.

Was she fussing about Lillionah and Freddy?

- Yeah, no, as a matter of fact-

- Who's Freddy and La?

- That's Lillionah.

- Veronica!

Veronica!

- Sarah.

Check this out.

Come on, you scared.

- She was the daughter of the chief

of a local indigenous tribe.

She fell in love with a white man, Frederick Aberlake.

Well, things didn't exactly work out.

So her father, the chief, arranged for her

to marry within the tribe,

but Lillionah couldn't bear to live without a white man.

So she got in a canoe

and headed for the falls on the Housatonic River

to commit suicide.

Now Freddy, he came looking for her when he saw

what was happening, he dove in and tried to stop her,

but he never made it.

They both died going over falls.

That spot where they went over got named Lover's Leap.

Just a couple miles from here.

- Holy shit.

- See you're gonna love it here.

Vamos, let's keep going.

- Legend has it that their spirits still reside

in the mingling waters.

Keeping outsiders away from their final resting place.

- Okay, well

thank you for that little tale of local folklore.

I was actually hoping to run into you.

Just wondering if you could swing by

and help with the little bee problem we have.

- Tell you what, I gotta do some well maintenance

in the neighborhood today.

Gotta make sure Mother Earth's water stays in tip top shape

for the next few generations, you know?

I'll check it out then.

- Great.

Thank you.

It was, it was really nice to meet you, Mr. Boardman.

- Eli.

- Eli.

- Wait, wait, I got a cramp.

- Here.

Have a drink.

I got it.

- Wait up.

Veronica!

- Over here.

- Okay, this isn't funny.

Where are you?

- I'm in here.

- Veronica!

- Sarah.

Over here.

Sarah.

- What are you doing?

- I heard you in there.

- In where?

- In there.

- Not really my cup of tea there, Sarah.

- I miss you so much.

I hate it here.

- Dude, there's something seriously off about this place.

- Don't you knock?

- So Kevin and I met with the property manager

and he told us a story about an Indian princess.

- Bro, there's no such thing as an Indian princess, okay?

That's just another Pocahontas trope

made up by colonizers.

And they're called indigenous people, not Indians.

- So the princess Lillionah and Frederick

died together in the lake

and are now haunting Lovers Leap.

- Yeah, okay, that's called an urban legend, Matty.

And the thing about urban legends is that they're not real.

They don't exist.

- So this doesn't freak you out.

- I appreciate your little history lesson,

but I would really like to be alone right now.

So if you don't mind.

Matteo!

- Uh-huh. - Close the door.

- It wasn't a big deal.

She just got all worked up after getting lost in the woods.

- So how'd she get lost in the woods?

- She wandered off the trail and got scared.

I don't know.

I must've gotten too far ahead of her

so she assumed I did it on purpose.

- Did you?

What kind of question is that?

I thought she could keep up.

It's not my fault she didn't.

- You know, hearing that you went all crazy

on Sarah makes me think that-

- I did not go crazy.

And I really don't like it when you use that word.

Why does she always have to come first?

- She doesn't always have to come first.

- Yes she does.

She always has.

- She's my daughter.

You're my wife.

It's not a competition.

- Then why do I always feel like it is, hmm?

- Come here, come here.

- Sometimes I just wonder if you really love me.

- Of course I love you.

- That's why I'll murder you.

- What'd you say?

- That's why I married you because I love you.

- You said,

nevermind.

- Mom, I just saw some deer.

- That's nice.

How's the fruit?

- Hey, you okay?

- Yeah, I was just thinking.

It's cute, Matteo, but it's not funny.

- What?

- Come on.

You know what?

- No I don't.

- Are you messing with me?

- What?

- The fake eyeball.

- The one you just had in your mouth.

- What's going on?

- I just said, I don't know.

- Stop fucking around

and just tell them what you did.

- Language.

- What did he do?

- He was pretending to eat a grape

and then he had some bloody eyeball

and he spit it into his napkin to hide it.

- Give me the napkin.

Are you feeling okay today?

- Where is it, you little shit?

- Stop! - Where is it?

- Leave him alone. - V, chill.

- He had a fake eyeball.

There was blood dripping down his chin.

- Matteo.

- Why do you just believe her?

I didn't do anything.

- He said he didn't do anything.

She just wants attention.

- You're such an asshole.

- Are you okay?

- Nice family breakfast.

Woo.

Oh!

What the fuck are you doing?

- You won't be able to cut

through that tree with that ax, Barrington.

Just trying to help you city boy.

- Yeah, by holding that chainsaw over your head

like a fucking madman!

- I can assure you, Mr. Barrington.

I did nothing with the sort.

- Um, Mr. Boardman's just trying to help, Dad.

- All right.

Sorry.

Thanks.

- Is that the internet guy?

- I don't know.

- 'Cause this is getting really annoying.

- So are you?

Excuse me.

- Hi there.

- Hi.

- I just wanted to come and welcome you to the neighborhood.

So welcome.

- Well, thank you.

What a nice surprise.

- My name's Brandi with an I.

I live just down the street.

- Nice to meet you. Brandi.

- With an I.

- I'm Veronica with an A.

I, I just made some coffee.

Would you like a cup?

- I'm not much for coffee,

but I would take a glass of milk if it's not a bother.

- No bother at all.

- See this?

You got carpenter bees.

Nasty little fucks,

but easy to move along, especially as it gets colder.

I think you got some more over there too.

- This is such a beautiful home.

I wish I could have grown up here.

- I'm sure your home is nice.

- Not as nice as this one.

Who is that fine piece of man out there?

- That's Kevin, my husband.

We also have a daughter named Sarah and a son named Matteo.

- Let me guess Wall Street guy works out regularly,

eats right, takes care of his family.

Makes sure responsibilities are his main priority in life.

- For the most part, yeah, but really we just-

- It must be nice having a significant other

who has his shit together.

Me, I have a boyfriend, but he's just a piece of shit.

Does none of those things.

Irresponsible in just about every way you could imagine.

Just sits around all day drinking beer

and cleaning his guns.

Probably the main reason we'll never have a future together.

- Then why are you with him?

- He fucks like a beast.

But I sure would love me a nice respectable man like yours.

Someone who treats me right, takes care of me,

tells me he loves me.

Just a matter of being the right place

at the right time, don't you think?

- Hmm.

What do you mean by that?

- Just making chitchat.

- Lucky for you, I got plenty of bee traps on hand.

- Traps.

Why not just exterminate 'em?

- You gonna tell the earth mother

why she can't have honey in her tea?

- Do carpenter bees make honey?

- Better grab a couple of big ones just in case.

You got some mud wasp ness over there too.

- So what's a mud wasp?

- Aren't you glad you moved to the country?

Feels good to reconnect with nature, don't it?

- Oh.

Yeah, okay, I get it now.

You almost had me.

No, I mean, last night you did have me.

But no, I get it now.

It's, it's very well done.

- What do you get?

- Come on.

New residents move in the neighborhood,

you initiate 'em with a cheap scare.

The pipe.

That is a nice addition.

It's very effective.

- Mr. Barrington, I'm not following

a word of what you're saying.

- I saw you last night in the shadows

of my property when I drove in.

- You saw me standing on your property last night?

- Yeah.

And you were smoking that pipe.

- Oh, you just figured that if one man smokes a pipe,

you must be the same man you saw on your property.

- Well, if it wasn't you,

that would be one hell of a coincidence now, wouldn't it?

- All due respect, Mr. Barrington,

you're in the countryside now.

A lot of old timers around here smoke pipes.

Even more people cut through their neighbor's yards

to get where they're going quicker.

Heck, I'm sure you'll spot some wayward children out there

in these woods wants wake picking nightshade

and wild flowers.

You might own the house,

but that doesn't mean everyone won't still use the land.

- You're really gonna stand there

and tell me that that wasn't you.

- Did you see my face?

I saw the pipe.

- Because if you didn't, then it wasn't me.

Pure and simple.

- Look, Eli, I don't wanna keep harping on this.

- But you are harping on it

and you're insulting me in the process.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to take care

of the pest problem around here.

Is that okay with you?

- Hmm.

Mind hitting me again?

- You know, I have a ton of things to do today,

and should probably get started on them.

So if you don't mind.

- Not at all.

Nothing worse than wearing out your welcome.

Well take care now.

- Who was that?

- No one.

- That it looked like someone to me.

- What does that mean?

- I'm just curious who it was.

- Why?

You think she's hot?

Don't worry.

She's already fucking someone else.

And apparently he's a beast!

- Kevin.

Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's wrong?

What's? - There's a man chasing me!

- Where is he, huh?

- I, but he was right here.

- Was this the guy?

- No.

It was Frederick.

- Who?

- Frederick.

The guy Mr. Boardman told us about.

The one who had the Indian,

the indigenous girlfriend.

- Matty, Matty.

What he told you wasn't real.

All right, that was just a ghost story meant to scare kids.

And that's exactly what it did, all right?

- Sarah.

- Not yours.

- Sorry.

- Don't you knock.

- I did.

- What do you want?

- I know you think I did something at breakfast,

but I didn't.

- Didn't keep your mouth shut, yeah, I know.

- Okay, dude, I didn't even do anything.

- I know what I saw.

- I saw something too.

- What do you mean?

- Fredrick.

I saw him.

He came out of the woods.

- Did you tell dad?

- Yeah, but he didn't believe me.

- Sucks, doesn't it?

- What?

I really did see something.

- Okay, join the club.

- Sarah, there's something weird going on

and I can't explain it.

- Yeah, well, I can.

Moving here is a huge mistake.

- Mom.

Sarah.

- What's wrong, huh?

- Frederick's in my room!

- There's no one here, Matteo.

- Who's Frederick?

- Matteo has this local folklore floating around his head.

There's no Frederick, right, Matty?

- He's telling the truth.

- Oh, did you see him too?

- No.

But I saw something else.

Guys, the woods aren't haunted.

This house isn't haunted.

Ghosts don't exist.

But I do think Eli Boardman has been creeping

around trying to scare us.

- Why would he wanna scare us?

- Well, I don't think he likes us being here.

- The property manager of our community

wants us gone.

- Mm-hmm. - Why?

- I don't know.

But, but I saw him creeping around the woods

when I came back from the market,

and I saw him inside this house this very night.

- In the house.

- Mm.

When he came over to take care of that,

that bee problem that we had on the patio,

he said "He takes care of the pest problems around here."

Not your pest problem, not the bees, but the pest problem.

- So?

- Don't, don't you see?

We're the pests he's trying to take care.

- Kevin, it's almost four in the morning.

I'm tired and obviously so are you.

So can we just chalk this up

to them buying into Eli's scary story and call it a night?

- Veronica, he carries a gun!

There was something way off with this guy.

- Dad, I think you're losing it.

- Yeah, yeah, maybe you're the one

who should be on medication.

- Maybe you should just shut up.

- What did you say?

- Just shut up and listen for once.

Instead of ignoring what someone has to say.

- Matteo enough.

- I've done everything to give you a decent life

and you dare talk to me like that.

- Gold digging and selfishness aren't everything.

Mother. - Matteo!

- You're right, I don't like you.

You've been nothing but a burden

to me ever since your father abandoned us.

- V!

- Nice Matteo, real nice.

- Good morning, Veronica.

Getting that yard work done I see.

- Did you have our mail forwarded before we left?

- Yeah, you watched me do it, remember?

- Well, there's nothing in the mail yet.

- Come on, not this again.

- Can you please take care of it?

- It takes a while to process the request, Veronica.

- Or maybe the request never went through.

- You don't know that it actually went through, all right?

The internet is shit.

- Maybe it dropped out.

I just wanna know that the mail's coming

to our home like it should.

Fine, I'll do it.

- The internet isn't working again.

Veronica, did you hear me?

Hello?

- What do you want?

- Internet.

- So?

- So call the guy and figure out why he isn't here yet.

- Here's a thought.

You're 17, stop asking adults to put a bandaid on everything

and start taking care of yourself,

you spoiled little bitch.

- Yeah, obviously.

- Hey, what do you think you're doing?

- None of your business.

- Oh, certainly is my business.

- I'm just asking.

- Whoa. - Stay away from him,

you white trash little whore!

- What the fuck are you doing?

- You don't talk to him!

You don't go near him!

Stay the fuck out of our lives!

- Are you not crazy?

- Stop calling me crazy.

You're the one who.

Why are you looking at me like that?

- Like what? - Like that.

Kevin, you're scaring me.

- Oh Christ, V. - No, no.

- Eli.

I know you're out here, motherfucker!

You said you always wanted to eat under the stars.

He's here.

- I see him!

Over there, over there!

- No there!

There!

Dad, what's going on?

- Hey, hey, you are the most important thing to me, okay?

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, okay?

Let's get the shotgun.

- The what?

- I, I thought it didn't work.

- What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?

- He trying to kill me!

No, please, let me go.

No.

- Matteo, get her pills. - Let me go, let me go.

- Sarah, get some water.

Let me go, let me go.

- Why is she saying that?

- Stop! - Dad.

- Water now!

Hurry. - I don't want anymore.

Please stop.

Stop.

No, please, no, no, no, please.

Let me go. - Calm down, calm down.

Calm down.

- Let me go.

No, no, please.

- Shh, shh, shh. - No.

No, no, no!

No!

No.

- Dad. - He's gonna kill me!

Please no!

No, no, no!

He's gonna kill me.

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

- Shh.

Shh, shh.

Shh.

- What the fuck is happening here?

- Help, help me!

Somebody, please help me, I'm hurt!

- Hey, what happened?

- I fell.

I rolled my ankle.

I think it's broken.

- Okay, it's, it's not broken.

I think you just twisted it real bad.

It's probably just a nasty sprain.

Let's see if you can walk on it.

Come on.

- I don't think that was such a good idea.

Fuck.

I can't walk on it.

How am I gonna get home?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's gonna be fun, okay?

We'll get you home.

- I can't walk on it.

- You just have to get some ice on it.

Get some rest.

- I can't that until I get home.

- I, you know, I don't know.

Maybe, maybe I could You could.

- I could. - You could.

- I could.

- Carry me home. - Carry you home.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

There you go.

There.

- My boyfriend would've never

done something like this for me.

- No, sounds like a great guy.

- I'm just so lucky to have

a respectable man like you around.

- Hey, what are neighbors for, huh?

- I wish I had someone to treat me right,

to take care of me, to tell me he loves me.

Just a matter of being the right place at the right time.

Don't you think?

What the hell are you doing?

You're a married man.

What would Veronica think about this?

Just wait until she finds out.

- Brandi, please don't.

- Coward.

- All right.

- No, no.

- Shh, shh, shh. - No, no.

I don't want it.

- Shh.

- No.

- Boardman!

- Oh, good morning, Mr. Barrington.

City boy likes play with guns.

Even know how to use that?

- Try me.

Here I thought you were looking for a hunting buddy.

- I know what you're trying to do.

- Just what is that?

- Running around my yard, creeping around the woods.

Scaring the shit outta my kids before bed.

- I think living in the woods

is getting to you, Barrington.

- You were staring at my daughter last night

while she was in her bathroom.

- I beg your pardon?

- You were in my yard watching my daughter

in the shower.

- You better watch it, Barrington.

Accusations like that can end with a whole lot of trouble.

And I'll bet you've got no proof either.

- I don't need any.

- You people are all the same.

Come from the city like you own the fucking place

with your, with your fancy clothes

and your proper language, throwing your money around

and buying up all the land thinking you're right at home.

Let me tell you something, Barrington, you ain't home.

- I don't want you on or near my property again.

You hear me?

And wipe that fucking smile off your face.

You look like an asshole.

- Sarah.

Fredrick's coming.

Sarah.

Sarah.

- Did you hear me?

I hear Frederick.

He's coming with Lillionah.

- They're already here.

- What, what's up?

What's wrong? - He's at the window!

- There's no one here.

- Dad, wait.

Please go away.

- Where are you, you son of bitch?

Veronica.

Please hurt me.

- He's the one trying to hurt us, Sarah.

Wait.

- Dad, help!

- Matteo, I got him.

- Kevin, he's here!

- Sarah.

- Wait.

- I got him, Matteo.

- Matteo.

- Oh, shit.

Goddammit.

Eli!

Eli, were the fuck are you?

Eli!

Veronica.

Hey, put the knife down, yeah?

- Don't.

- V.

Don't do anything crazy, okay?

- Don't call me crazy.

- Shh, shh, hey, hey.

- You're making me

crazy.

- Off to make your well rounds, Pop?

- Yes, hon.

When you live in a place like this,

you can't just go about your business thinking everything

will take care of itself.

Folks around here understand that.

We have a deep respect and concern for our town

and our past.

The legends, the stories, our ways and traditions,

and those are the people who came before us.

That's who we are.

We believe this stuff.

It's our history.

The outsiders just throw all that aside

and treat everything that means anything to us

like something you buy at the Dollar Store.

Use it until it turns into garbage and throw it away.

We can't let that happen.

We gotta do whatever it takes to stop 'em.

Then we can get everything back to the way it should be.