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Previously on SurrealEstate.

We've been at this new
place almost six months

and we still haven't found
a replacement for Phil.

We found 34 replacements for Zooey.

These aren't people you replace easily.

I'm still meeting August
in underground parking garages.

If you find our mission so
distasteful, why do you stay?

Oh, little Luke.

All growed up.

And he sells houses.

Payback's a bitch, little Luke.

And it's coming for you.

Hm. Slow down, Jaybird.
No one's gonna take it away.

You definitely did something different.

- It's called a reverse sear.
- Mm-hm?

Put the steak in the oven a few minutes,

bake the inside then
you sear it on the grill.

Do you think we'll have a
barbecue at our new place?

We'll pick one out together.

Cool.

Can I go to Quentin's for
a sleepover on the weekend?

Like, they-they're throwing me
a party, like, um, my friends.

Like, um, farewell-type thing.

We talked about this.

Yeah, Dad, I, I promise I'm
going to be super careful

- ... and I won't...
- This isn't a debate.

We have rules for a reason.

Hey, I know this is hard but
we'll figure it out. Okay?

Goodnight.

Hey.

Come here.

- Goodnight.
- 'Kay.

Sleep tight, buddy.

Same old story:

A woman comes home
early and catches her man

with a microwave.

Why build a magnetron

when one can simply borrow

from the people who brought
us the six-minute baked potato?

- Oh, August.
- It's for Luke.

Mm, let me guess: He called

and you jumped at the chance
to thumb your nose at ASDRA,

who will be furious to learn

you are in violation
of your non-compete.

Luke is a friend and needed my help.

This isn't about ASDRA
or my recent discontent.

Look, I know you've
been unhappy with them

but I got some news tonight
at dinner I think may help.

Oh?

Zhang is retiring.

He announces next week.

And his replacement?

Executive director?

That's wonderful, Shell.
Very well deserved.

Mm.

Oh, it's what I've been
working for all these years. Oh!

But they are gonna be looking
at me very, very closely.

Not just my work.

Everything.

My record has to be spotless.

No skeletons in the closet, or else...

The last thing I want to do

is to put your career at risk.

Thank you.

I can tell you right now, Mitch,

there will be no shortage of
buyers for this neighbourhood.

Young families will love to
have such a great school nearby.

- Good to know.
- Any particular reason

why you're selling?

Um, just time to move on.

Hm, got it. Well, in terms of staging

I have a few thoughts. Um, I...

Oh, yeah. My, my son Jaylen
has kind of a sleeping disorder.

One time he wandered right out
the front door into the street.

- Oh my God. Was he okay?
- Yeah. I don't sleep real well.

I, I was awake and grabbed him in time.

- Lucky.
- Mm-hm.

- Can I take a look inside?
- Um, another time.

It's a war zone in there.

- Teenage boys, right?
- Yeah.

Excuse me. It's the movers.

- Mm.
- Hi. Yeah.

Yeah, I was hoping you could
pencil me in for the 23rd. Yeah.

- See what you needed?
- Uh, sorry. I-I was just...

Yeah.

Got some moving stuff to take
care of if you don't mind.

Sure thing.

No messing around, please.
Just take the first offer.

- Whatever it is.
- The first offer?!

- Thanks, Ms. Ireland.
- But...

Hey, Audrey. Settling in okay?

Yes, Mr. Roman. I familiarized myself

with open accounts, I
organized an inspection

with the Rohan house and I sent back

that coffee pod machine, as requested.

I mean, am I crazy or was
there a weird aftertaste?

There was, but I'll find
a nice pour-over machine

and make a standing bean
order with a local roaster.

Awesome.

Roman/Ireland.

May I say who's calling?

Sure. One moment.

There's a Mr. MacNeil
on the phone for you.

MacNeil, huh? Transfer it to my cell?

Sure.

Luke Roman.

Luke. Hello, Luke. How are you?

Fine, thanks. Who's this?

Luke, my name is Tyler MacNeil.

I'm, uh, looking to sell my home.

I was told you're the best.
I'm in the business of best.

Well, thank you, Mr. MacNeil.

What sort of property
are we talking about here?

It's Tyler. Uh, the address

is 712 Riverwalk.

Oh! The house on the hill.
The one overlooking the river.

But you know that,
living there as you do.

Would you like to come
by and take a look at it?

Yes, yes, very much, Mr. Mac...

Tyler. Tyler? Then we can set up

a personalized market plan
identifying and targeting

- key buyer segments.
- Thanks, Luke.

I'll be in touch.

712 Riverwalk is hitting the market.

Is that a good thing?

It's pretty much a big fish
that just jumped into the boat.

Okay, well, I'll find some comparables

and make some room in
the calendar for you.

- Thanks.
- Oh!

Sorry, I just had one question.

I keep seeing a reference to S-M-E-P

but I can't seem to find what it means.

Specialists in metaphysically
engaged properties.

Homes that have, uh,

unique barriers to sell.

Well, I'd love to learn more about them.

Susan, I'd like to
introduce you to our fabulous

new administrative assistant, Audrey,

fresh from the temp agency.

- It's nice to meet you, Audrey.
- Miss Ireland.

Any experience in the industry?

Well, I spent two years
temping at Leland Properties.

High volume, but lacking
the personal touch

that a boutique agency provides.

Two years. I hope you
learned a few things.

So, a few.

Why don't you take the day and
get to know my filing system?

Sure. It shouldn't take the whole day.

She has a hundred and
nine different color codes.

Hope you know your
fuchsias from your violets.

Strap in, buttercup.

It was so strange. There
were these big locks

on his son's bedroom door.

It was a mess, with bars on the windows

and he wants me to take
the first offer we get!

- First offer? That's crazy talk.
- No, seriously,

I get a real weird vibe from this guy.

Huh.

This guy!

This wonderful guy!

Mitch!

Uh, can I get you some coffee?

We have, uh, pour-over now.

So, your dad won't let you come

because you walk in
your sleep sometimes?

Bro, that's nuts!

Yeah, I know.

You ever thought about seeing
a sleep doctor or something?

No, I never want to see
another doctor ever again.

Right, right. Sorry, I forgot.

Man, is it, is really that
serious, though, like... ?

I mean, sometimes I wake up

with actual scratch marks on my walls.

Last week my whole wardrobe
was tipped over, so...

And you just never remember a thing?

- Never.
- Man, that's crazy.

But you should still come.
I'd just, I'd look out for you.

I came to apologize.

I shouldn't have
snapped at you like that.

I'm just... anxious to
put that house behind us

and get a fresh start.

My, uh, my wife and I
bought that house together

but she died. It was a car accident.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

This was a few years
ago and just as we were

picking up the pieces,
Jaylen got sick. Really sick.

The doctors didn't think
he was gonna make it.

- Oh my God.
- They called it a miracle.

Guess the universe
owed us one, you know?

That's amazing.

So, the sleepwalking, it started after?

Uh, yeah. It's probably stress-related.

He's just been through so much,
but, uh, I got a handle on it.

Well, Jaylen's lucky to
have you looking out for him.

And I will do my best
to fast-track the deal

and give you two that fresh start ASAP.

- Thank you, Miss Ireland.
- Susan.

But I insist we field multiple offers.

Let the market do what it does.

I wouldn't sleep well if we didn't.

Okay. Sounds good.

- Who are you?
- Sorry.

Uh, I-I-I was... No one,
no one answered the door.

I asked who you are.

Well, I'm a member
of St. Andrew's church

and I'm just, I'm just
inviting you to our

weekend fundraising barbecue.

Ah! I see. A man of God.

And He told you to come over here

and invite me over for a
little wine, wafer and...

... ribs?

Ah, no. Not, not exactly.

Oh. Well, then, what
does he tell you, then?

I assume he speaks to you, comforts you,

tells you you're his
favoritest little helper.

Okay, um, I should really get going.

Just kidding, son. What's your name?

Uh, Alex.

Alex. Well, I'd like to
give you some money, Alex.

How's $100,000 sound?

One and five zeros.

Are you a liberal arts major, Alex?

Uh, a hundred thousand? That's...

I mean, I don't... I mean...

The church could do so much
with that kind of contribution...

It's not for the church! It's for you.

I will personally pay you $100,000

to leave the church...
that corrupt, depraved,

rotting old relic... and never return.

What do you say, Alex?

Can I get an amen and a hallelujah?!

All right.

You're crazy.

Hundred grand from a crazy
man spends just as nice!

Think about it, Alex.

How do you always know
exactly what I want?

Sorry for being late.

The ASDRA rocket I'm designing
now needs to be 12 tons lighter.

It's like asking a prizefighter
trying to make weight

to hand over his spleen.

Must be nice to play in
the big leagues again.

ASDRA's resources are impressive.

But there was a certain
uncomplicated morality

about my work at the agency.

On that topic,

whatever's shambling
around the Rohan House,

should take care of it.

But I made a commitment to ASDRA, Luke.

And, more importantly, to Rochelle.

I'll join you for a pint anytime,

but I mustn't cheat on ASDRA anymore.

Vocationally speaking.

So, no more toys.

Been tough without you, August.

And Phil. And Zooey.

I miss the old days.

That's why I haven't tried
so hard to replace you.

Be pretty much admitting that, uh,

you're not coming back.

I miss it, too.

More than you know.

To old friends and musty attics.

Yo, Jaylen!

Come outside, man! This
party's gonna be lit.

Jaylen! Look, man, I'm not leaving

'til you get your ass
outside. Don't be a wiener.

Jaylen!

Come on, grow a pair and
get your ass out here, man.

I'll make a man outta you, boy!

Jaylen.

Oh, man.

Luke Roman. Welcome.

Tyler.

You look... just like
your transit bench.

Please, come on in.

I love the walls, floors
and the view is, uh...

remarkable.

May I ask why you're selling?

It's just not me anymore.
Something from the kitchen?

Just water.

So, tell me your story, Luke.

Well, with Roman/Ireland
you get all the amenities

of a high-volume agency
with the care and attention

only a boutique...

I can read all that on your website.

I want to know about you.

Not much to tell, really.

Any family?

I'm a single-detached at the moment.

How about yourself?
What line of work you in?

I operate luxury retirement
lifestyle alternatives.

Senior housing? Now
that is a stable market.

You know what it's about, Luke?

Dignity.

Our society, we tend to just

put people in a box.

- That's true.
- We just put them in a box

and toss them out when
we're done with them.

Just toss them right out,

into whatever. Sink or swim, right?

- It's a shame.
- Yeah.

Yeah, it is. It's a shame.

A shame, a damn shame.

So, tell me, Luke, why real estate

out of all the things
that you could've done?

Asking myself that a lot lately.

Excuse me.

Hey. Can I call you back?

Can it wait? I'm with a
really important client.

I'll be right there.

So you're leaving?

A client issue. Can't wait.

You've got clients. You know how it is.

Give me a call and we'll talk
about what your needs are.

Oh, I'm very good at
expressing my needs.

Great! See you soon.

Hey, uh...

I thought about what you
said and I'll take the money.

What the hell.

I'll call you.

Sorry, limited-time offer.

Came by to do a little
staging and I found this.

Whoa.

I hope Jaylen's okay.

Hold that thought.

Oh my God! Is he all right?

We're okay. He just needs to rest.

- Are you sure?
- Please go.

Mitch, it's...

Let us know if you need anything.

- What the... ?
- Let's just give 'em some time.

We'll talk about it, but not here.

All right, so I looked into
Mr. Valmy but there isn't much.

It says that he used to be a pilot

for a commercial airline,
but he quit a few years ago.

Was probably when his son got sick.

Yeah. He's been day trading ever since.

And he's apparently really good at it.

Oh! Uh, do you always dig
into your clients this way?

Because at Leland Properties
we would never really do this.

Audrey, will you excuse us for a moment?

Um... Yeah. Sure.

So what do you know?

- Jaylen is not a sleepwalker.
- What is he?

I could feel something else
in there. Something nasty.

Should we bring that
thing along? The M.E.D.?

I don't know how to use it. Do you?

It's a... Molecular Exfiltration Device.

How hard could it be?

- We should call August.
- August is unavailable.

ASDRA's jerking his chain.

No August, no Phil, no Zooey.

Lomax is at that relocation conference.

We are seriously understaffed.

We gotta move fast 'cause
that kid's in danger

and I think his father is, too.

Are you guys hopping on a
call? I'd sure love to shadow.

Sorry, I found a cerulean
file in a vermillion folder.

Start again, please.

Jaylen?

Open the door. We need to talk about it.

I just want to be alone!

Okay.

I'm here if you need me.

It's humming. I think that's good?

Maybe it doesn't know the words.

Luke, we have to do this right!

This family has been through enough.

Yeah. Unlucky.

- What are you doing here?
- Mitch, we need to talk.

What's happening to
your son isn't normal.

I told you, he's just a teenager.

He's bending iron.

No amount of hormones in
the world can explain that.

There is something bad in your son.

It is old and it is evil
and I think we can help you.

You people are insane.
Get outta here. Right now!

Dad?

What is happening to me?

I don't understand.

Mitch.

Come on. Your son, he has...

He has a demon in him.

- I know.
- You know?

How do you know?

I'm the one who put it there.

Jaylen was diagnosed with lymphoma.

There wasn't any cure.

I'd just lost Laura. I, uh...

I couldn't lose you, too.

I've travelled just about everywhere

and I've seen things...

in older parts of the world.

Things that I, I can't explain.

And I heard rumours once
about a, a man in northern Iraq

who sold immortality.

And when I found him,

before I spoke, he knew why I was there.

He-he said he could save Jaylen.

I cried.

For the first time I
felt like there was hope.

I brought all the money
that I could carry safely

in that part of the world.

And a gun in case the
money wasn't enough.

And I knew it was possible
that he was conning me -

probable, even
- but I, I paid him the money.

I was paying the price of immortality.

It turns out that the price was higher.

He sold you a demon.

But it worked.

It worked.

The day after you took
it the cancer went away.

Boom.

It was a miracle.

How long before...

It started about six months ago.

It wasn't every night at first.

And then it was most nights. And now...

he changes.

You ready to hear about this?

The worst is, is what
he does to himself.

His, his nails get long and he, uh...

And he hurts himself.

Throws himself into walls.

Bites.

It's like the demon's
trying to destroy itself

from inside.

Why don't I have any...

When you wake up, you don't remember.

You don't have any blood or scars.

Not 'til the next time.

And he's never hurt anybody else.

Except once.

It was just a deer.

Full-grown buck. Pretty
much tore him apart.

But, no, you never, never hurt a person.

What happens if I do?

Maybe we can help you get rid of it.

- No.
- Mitch, please?

- Absolutely not.
- Dad.

Jaylen, what if it comes back?

What if you take it out
and the cancer comes back?

- I want...
- You don't understand!

Dad, I am old enough to
make my own decisions, okay?

I get to decide.

I want friends!

Okay? I, I want to get married someday.

I just, I want a life.

However long.

You done this kind of thing before?

Sort of.

Any chance we can
track down this demon dealer?

Well, I emailed Phil about
it. Apparently, we have

a better chance
catching wind with a net.

His words. No, we're
just going to have to

go with the details we got from Mitch.

I've gone through Phil's old records.

It appears we're dealing
with a sleep demon.

Immortal. And very dangerous.

It lays dormant during the day

but at night it, effectively,
highjacks the body.

So why is it coming out now?

Best guess? Puberty.

It matured with the boy.

Now that he's come of age, it has, too.

Meaning it'll only grow
stronger and more destructive.

Will an M.E.D. work?

No, no. I've-I've...
I've learned over time

this demon-extraction
business is very bespoke.

One size does not fit all.

This particular entity, uh,

has been fused with the boy too long.

It's laid down roots

and won't come easily.

We need something more
powerful and precise.

I have an idea.

- Goodnight, Rich.
- Sorry, Prof.

Gotta check the briefcase.

Ah.

New security protocol.

You should've got an email.

All right. Okay. Goodnight, Professor.

It's, uh, a next gen,

uh, defibrillator designed
to keep a soldier's heart

beating for hours, even days,
if medical evac is impossible.

I've reprogrammed it to, uh,

expel a concentrated electric charge.

What we must do:

Attach the leads to the boy's chest,

flick the switch...

... and it'll burn the
demon out from within.

Like how a, uh, fever kills a virus.

And Jaylen will be okay.

Well, he should be. It's important

no one is touching the
boy during the surge.

Any contact charge could
be fatal, so stay clear.

Thanks, Augie. We'll take it from there.

Uh, it's, uh, probably
best if I come along.

It's a, uh, touchy little
piece of technology.

Won't ASDRA throw
some kind of legal fit?

Probably.

But standing here with you both

staring down the unknown
and the unspeakable...

It just feels right.

Well, let's go.

- Audrey, I...
- This is it, right?

You're gonna do a thing
with the engaged property?

Please let me come. Whatever
it is I can handle it.

Not this time.

Luke, we all need to
learn at some point.

Okay, kid. You're up.

Hey, Jaylen.

Gotta stay awake. Remember?

Dad, something's wrong.

I think it knows.

- Dad, how does it know?
- What?

Hey, it's okay.

Mm.

- Stay awake!
- Mm.

Hey! Open up, Valmy!

Valmy, my kid's in
emergency! Got 20 stitches.

- Maybe a concussion!
- I don't... Who, who's your son?

Son of a bitch! Your kid cut him up!

- Okay, you need to calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down!

I'm sorry, I can't help you
right now. Okay? I'm sorry.

- I can't help you! I'm sorry.
- I'm calling the police!

Hey!

- We gotta go.
- What?

The police are coming. Come on.

But, wait, are-are are
we just gonna leave?

Yeah, we gotta pack a bag, right now.

- But why? What happened?
- Listen to me: The police

aren't going to understand.
They're not going to understand.

They're going to take you away.

Look...

We're going to be okay.
I promise you. Okay?

Go pack a bag. Now!

You gotta stay awake, Jaylen. Come on.

It's all going to be okay,
okay? You're gonna be fine.

- Come on, talk to me!
- I'm tired, Dad.

Fight it, Jaylen. Come on, fight it!

I'm gonna get you where safe soon, okay?

Somewhere you can sleep.
Okay, Jaylen? Jaylen!

Jaylen!

Isn't that Mitch's car?

Where the hell did
they think they're going?

Mitch, where's Jaylen?

He ran. I need to go find him.

- We'll find him.
- No, no, no, I...

You can't help him now! We can.
Stay with Mitch and call 9-1-1.

- But I...
- Just do it!

We'll be back.

Jaylen!

Jaylen!

Are you out here?!

Okay, then.

Susan, is there anything you
can do to restrain the patient?

Jaylen! Wake up! Jaylen!

Jaylen! Wake up!

Almost. Almost.

Ah.

Jaylen, stop!

Audrey!

I can't hold him here much longer!

Jaylen, stop!

It's dad, Jaylen, okay? Listen to me.

I'm sorry. Okay?

Listen to me: I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

The contacts go on his chest!

I'm sorry for everything.

- Do you, you...
- Mitch, be careful!

Jaylen.

Jaylen, I'm sorry. Okay?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

You're in this mess because of me.

Let me help you.

Let me help you. Let me help you now.

Don't push the
button until you're clear!

Let go! It could kill you!

- I'm right here.
- Mitch!

Don't!

Hey.

Mm. What happened to you?

Something is weighing on
me and I have to tell you.

I'm afraid I broke my promise.

You were with Luke?

There was a problem
and I had the solution.

That solution, however,
was a piece of classified

ASDRA technology that I
removed from the facility

without their knowledge.

I will quietly return it

and no one needs to be the wiser.

Was it worth it?

I helped save the life
of a nice young man, so...

Yes.

It was actually the most
worthwhile thing I've done

in some time.

I'm sorry.

You're fired.

Clean out your desk this morning.

Security will show you out.

- I know the protocol.
- Yes, you do.

Hey.

I just, I thought I'd stop in
and see how you two were doing.

My ears stopped ringing,
but I still taste pennies.

Could have been a lot worse.

What happened with that kid? His friend?

He's, uh, he's okay.

And he talked his dad
down off of Defcon One.

- Talk about a great friend.
- Mm.

Jaylen's lucky to have him.

- How is Jaylen?
- Good.

Who knows about tomorrow, or next week

- or next year, but...
- Yeah.

That's being a parent, I guess.

You do your best and
you cross your fingers.

- Hey.
- The Valmys are okay.

All good to hear.

Oh!

Hang on, we just got
an email from Audrey.

This should be good.

Dear Mr. Roman and Miss Ireland.

Thank you so much for the experience.

I've learned so much,
blah-blah-blah-blah...

Regret to inform you I am moving on

to other opportunities less... invasive.

Sincerely... The "i"
is dotted with a heart.

Audrey.

Damn it! Ach! I really liked her.

Well, we are a little invasive.

- In a super-supportive way.
- I guess some people

are irrationally terrified
by your filing system.

But, seriously,

we'll have to find a replacement.

- Again.
- Come on!

We just landed the
most impressive property

we ever had.

Good things are gonna start happening.

Now.

Hey, Carl.

Surprised to see me?

Of course you are.

Since I'm not at the bottom of a lake

where you and your snivelling
ratfink of a son dumped me

35 goddamn years ago!

Yeah. It's me, Carl.

Elvis the Elephant.

Still alive.

Not to gloat, or anything.

When I saw that obituary

and looked at your dead,
smirking, stupid face,

you know what I felt?

Actually, I was pissed.

I was furious. I was
horribly cheesed off

that you were rotting
in the cold, damp earth

and I wasn't the one who put you there.

That hurts, Carl.

You know, I almost stuck a
knife in your son's back today.

Right in the spine. Just...

But then I thought...

that's too easy.

What I really want

is to slide into that gym-toned,
sun-kissed, good-haired carcass

and ride it into Gloryland.

In the end,

Luke will envy you...

your pleasant, grassy rest.

So, chew on that for a while, Carl,

as the worms chew on you.

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