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911, what's the nature of your emergency?

I'd like to report a murder.

100 Cressfield Lane.

Three people.

No, wait.

Four.

Four people.

Who am I?

I'm the fourth.

Mommy, why are you doing this?

You're early.

Jesus, you scared me.

Yeah, I have that effect on women.

It's probably the beard.

I like the beard.

Is Dani home?

Not yet.

So, what do you think?

Zo?

It's in memory of a friend.

Come on, let's pull your Jeep up. I want to show you around.

No way.

Yep, I got cows.

I love them.

That's Destro, Lady Jaye, Cobra Commander.

And that one right there, Snake Eyes.

Yep, that's about right.

G.I. Joe was your favorite growing up.

- Damn. It's good to see you, Sis.

So glad you're back.

I'm glad to be back.

I can't believe it.

G.I. Joe's a civilian.

Yeah. Your brother's just a regular guy now.

There is nothing regular about you.

What does Dani think?

She's happy, I guess.

I know she'll be happy when I pop the question.

No way.

Yeah, but, look, Dani has no idea.

-Don't say anything-- -Oh, don't worry, I won't.

You know how good I am at keeping secrets.

So tell me something.

It's been almost two months since I've been back,

how come this is the first time I'm seeing you?

Yeah. Sorry.

I've been having some problems,

but it's all taken care of now.

Yeah, I heard.

You did?

- Are you okay? I'll fucking kill you!

I'm fine.

That's not what I'm asking.

Tad, I appreciate it,

but I don't need you to act like my big brother all the time.

I don't need you to protect me.

Hey, listen.

I need you to hear this.

From the very first day you were born,

I promised Mom and Dad I'd always protect you.

And now I'm back for good, that's what I intend to do.

That's why I finally broke up with Sebastian.

Because I knew you would eventually kill him.

Well, no one would miss him if I did.

Don't say that.

I'm only being serious.

I'm sorry I missed Mom and Dad's funeral.

-But I was-- -I know.

I'm sorry, too.

-For what? -Did somebody call for a doctor?

Wow!

I can't believe you went full redneck.

Says the man wearing neck lingerie.

By the way, I picked out which cow I want for dinner.

You stay away from my cows. They're not food.

What are they then?

They're my emotional support cows.

"What's the matter, Dillon? Been pushing too many pencils?"

Okay. Okay, okay.

You know that's a woman's scarf, right?

- Hey, Buckley. - There she is.

- How you holding up, kid? - I'm good. Thanks.

I'm surprised you made it here so early and didn't get lost.

Oh, he did.

Caught him at the gas station asking for directions.

Wow. I gotta admit, this place is dope.

Yeah, try not to break anything.

What? He always breaks stuff.

Damn, Volo, you got something you wanna talk about?

Oh, no. I'm good, babe.

What are we celebrating again?

Tad's luxurious new home

or Buckley having his own practice?

Oh, that's right, Mr. Psychologist.

It's doctor. And I'm a psychiatrist.

Psychologist deals with people's thoughts, feelings, general mental health.

I deal more with chemical imbalances, disorders.

You know, the real stuff.

Which just means you have less of a heart.

Yeah, but... I also prescribe the best drugs.

All right, on that note, you guys have at it.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna do y'all a favor and get myself cleaned up.

Limes are in the fridge. Blender's out back.

But most importantly, make yourselves at home.

- So when's Tara coming? - Why?

No reason. Just curious.

By the way, she's still single, right?

Yeah, she's still single. Why?

Just wondering if I made an impression on her,

-that's all. -At a funeral?

I guess not.

Look, besides, even if you did...

I don't think you're her type.

What type is that? Super alpha?

Rugged, cool?

I was thinking more, like, basic.

So, how is he?

He's fine. You know Tad.

How's he doing?

Since he got back, he's struggling.

He's distant.

There's no intimacy between us at all.

It's like he's not even himself anymore.

Like, he's...

Like he's someone else.

Transitioning back to civilian life.

It's not easy. Especially, after you've seen combat.

The military tells you who you are.

Now that he's home...

he's got to figure out for himself who he really is.

Yeah, but he's in pain.

So where's the pain coming from?

He's finally got time to reflect.

Sometimes reliving moments in his head.

When you're in, you got to suppress these things.

I don't know what to tell you.

Buckley...

...I know that he's killed people.

Yeah.

That's strange to say, but you got to get used to it.

Almost telling yourself to enjoy it.

Enjoy what? Killing people?

No. No.

No one enjoys killing people.

Unless you're a psycho.

I just want to know what happened.

Who said something happened, huh?

Look, I promised Volo I wouldn't bring it up again.

Sir, updates?

Same update.

Fucking hate these daytime hits.

Shit can go sideways in a second.

Stay focused.

Got movement. Male, building one.

125 meter, second story.

Wind two to five knots from east to west.

Buckley, you got him?

Standby. No adjustments.

On target.

Hostile.

-You on him? -Yeah.

Send it.

Send--

Fuck! Romeo Hotel. Romeo Hotel. Troops in contact.

Sierra one is down. I'll say again, Sierra one is down.

Request daylight exfil. Unknown number of hostiles in the area.

...trying to get a chopper down. One down.

Roger. Good copy. Sierra one, headshot wound. Request immediate medevac.

Roger that. 28, one chopper going.

Good copy.

Standing by for QRF. Sierra two out.

Did you get that, motherfucker?

Jesus. Why didn't he tell me?

Those aren't your nightmares to bear.

It's okay, baby. I'm here.

What happened?

- Nothing. - Wait. What's wrong?

Tad, please. Tad, talk to me.

Is it something I did?

Get out.

You okay?

Yeah. I was just listening.

-Dad's old radio? -Yeah.

One of his many antiques. He loved collecting.

I found it when I was cleaning out their storage unit last week.

-Whiskey? -Sure.

He loved this radio.

Remember he used to watch baseball games on TV?

But turn down the volume so he can listen to it on the radio.

He thought radio broadcasters were more entertaining.

Or as Mom used to say, "Some people were born with a face for radio."

No, don't get me started on Mom's quirky sayings.

It drove me nuts.

To Mom and Dad.

I'm not going to get any baseball games on this thing anymore, though.

It only plays one station, it's not even in English.

Or music for that matter.

Yeah, I heard it.

It sounded aggressive.

And... something else.

Yeah? What?

It said something to me.

The radio talked to you?

I think so, I'm not sure.

Oh, what'd it say?

I don't know.

A warning.

A warning?

Yeah, I felt like I was being warned.

Let me ask you something.

Did you already start smoking some of Buckley's weed?

Did someone say "Buckley's weed"?

Dani.

I'm sorry.

Ew! Get a room, you two.

I have a room. Four of 'em.

No one likes a show-off, Volo.

I have a two-bedroom on the beach.

Did Dani mention she got a new job?

Really? That's fantastic.

It's no big deal. It's just another job.

I'm so excited for you.

Me too, future sis-in-law. Where are you working at?

Uh, it's a marketing manager position.

-That's all. -"That's all"?

That's a big deal. For who?

Um, for Saunders Shipping.

Wait.

That's who Sebastian works for.

No. Oh, well, yeah. I mean, technically, yes.

But, um, I actually work from home

and then in different remote offices.

You didn't tell me that.

I knew that company sounded familiar.

I didn't wanna upset you.

And besides, Sebastian and I will never cross paths.

And if we did, he would certainly get a piece of my mind, trust me.

Well, don't worry about it. No biggie.

I'm just glad you found a good job.

She's glad, he's glad, I'm glad. Everybody's glad.

Hey.

To long-lasting good friends.

To great friends.

-You hear that, right? -What? My stomach churning?

With all those juicy steaks walking around out there.

You wouldn't be saying that if you really got to know them.

Hey, be quiet. I can hear it.

It's coming from the fireplace.

-What? -What?

- It's a cell phone. - You asshole.

-My phone. How'd it get in there? -That was creepy.

Didn't know Satan had a ringtone.

-That's not my ringer. -Well, who is it?

- Tara. - My sister?

-Is she lost too? -I don't know.

She didn't leave a voice message.

She typically doesn't.

She'll text you when you don't answer.

Oh, she's one of those.

And what is that supposed to mean?

I'll text you the answer later.

So what's the text say?

Not sure.

"Padone epi viv."

Huh?

"Padone epi viv."

What the hell does that mean? Let me see it.

Whoa. Nice throw.

Yep. "Padone epi viv."

And I know a ton of languages.

Buckley, can you just translate it with your phone?

Sorry.

I'm good.

I should have known this.

It's Haitian Creole.

I didn't know Tara spoke Creole.

She doesn't. I don't think.

What's it mean?

"Forgive and live."

Well, she is very knowledgeable when it comes to random things.

-Yeah. -It could just be bad autocorrect.

Well, who the hell cares what the text says?

All I know is she's gonna be here soon and we can, finally,

love each other face to face.

What's wrong with my scarf?

- Nothing. I think it really brings out-- -I got it.

- You know what brings out my highlights? - -Tara.

Yes.

-Can I help you? -I just stopped by

to welcome you to the neighborhood.

I was in the area and I said,

"Let me make hay while the sun shines

and come and welcome my new neighbor."

I wasn't aware that I had any neighbors

or that anyone lived around here.

Yes, it's very remote.

But very lovely too.

I just live down the way.

I said to myself,

"Goodness gracious, I haven't even met my new neighbor yet.

Let me make haste to do so tonight."

Yo, Volo, you got an extra lighter?

Uh, check the drawer next to the refrigerator.

Hey, Buckley. Say hi to my neighbor.

Hi, neighbor. Bye, neighbor.

Oh, I made you a pie. It's apple.

-I hope you like apple. -Yeah, I love apple.

It's actually my favorite.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Where are you going?

I almost forgot, I have some things in my car

that I wanted to give you. I'll be right back.

- That's my always-in-a-hurry sister Zoe.

That's a beautiful name. Zoe.

And a beautiful young lady.

You know, a thing of beauty is a joy forever.

Sitting over there is my girlfriend, Dani.

Dani, this is my neighbor from down the street.

-Dani? -Sorry. I just need to handle this work email really quick,

but I'll be right back.

-Work's never done, huh? -No, I guess not.

-Maybe I should come back another time. -No. You're fine.

This is a nice house.

We reside in something very similar.

-"We"? -Yes. My husband and I.

Our son will eventually be joining us.

Buckley, do you mind?

Mind what?

Sorry about that.

I'm just gonna put this pie down right here and be on my way.

I don't want to interrupt you any more than I already have.

It was a pleasure.

And I hope you have a nice night.

I'm sure I'm gonna see you again real soon.

Oh, and one more thing.

Always remember,

a trouble shared is a trouble halved.

Bye-bye now.

Some stuff Mom and Dad would want you to have.

Hello.

Tara.

- Sis! - Hey, everybody.

Sorry to barge. I rang, but it wasn't working.

- You made it. Hi. - Hi.

Here, let me get your bag for you.

And I believe you know everyone here.

You remember Buckley.

- I-- Oh. Oh, I'm a hugger. - Oh, okay.

- Oh. - There we go.

-Drink? -Sure. Anything.

- Gotcha. - Oh, that's nice.

Hey, Tara. Great to see you. Come on, Buckley,

stop molesting our guest.

- I got your six. - Thank you.

Uh, it's called a wingman.

Look, you're very aggressive...

So good to see you.

-I missed you. -I missed you, too. I'm glad you came.

What? And miss seeing a domesticated Tad?

I thought you might have gotten lost like Buckley did.

- Buckley got lost. - Goddammit, Buckley!

Aren't Army Rangers supposed to be proficient at not getting lost?

Yeah, that's why I texted you back,

to make sure you were all right.

What text?

Drinks are ready.

Buckley broke the blender.

Now I got to get a new blender.

Come on. Let's go for a walk.

Send it.

Just like the good old days.

It's margarita mix.

What are you doing here?

-I'm taking my meds. -But here I am.

Just like the doctor said,

any stressful situation can trigger me.

Ten years ago today.

There we go.

Nice and clean.

I'm not stressed. I'm happy.

Are you?

Or are you lying to yourself?

Go away. I need to move on.

It wasn't your fault.

I said, "Go away."

I'll never go away!

I'll never go away.

I'll never go away! I'll never go away!

I'll never go away!

Crazy night, huh?

Mm.

It's just beginning.

I don't believe I've seen you in here before, young man.

No, first time. I'm new to the area, sort of.

I have the house up on Cressfield Lane.

Oh, right.

And you have a sister... Zoe, I believe?

That's right.

You know, one thing I've learned throughout the years

is that family is everything.

Yes, sir.

Cressfield Lane.

You need to be careful in that house.

Some say it's cursed after what happened

to the last family that lived there.

What, um, brings you in on, uh, a such a rainy night?

Must be important.

It is. You're the only place that's open.

And I'm in dire need of a blender.

You don't happen to have one, by any chance?

I believe you might be in luck.

In the back, just up the stairs.

You should find what you're looking for.

You're a lifesaver.

Oh, um, one more thing.

Trust no one.

Everyone else is suspect.

Is this what you were looking for?

I knew I was gonna see you again.

I just didn't know it was gonna be this soon.

What are you doing here?

Why wouldn't I be here? This is my store.

Well, mine and my husband's.

Well, come on.

Waste not, want not. I'll ring you up.

So I think Buckley likes you.

I'm pretty sure Buckley likes a lot of girls.

Mm. This is true.

It's so peaceful out here.

Yeah.

I'm proud of you.

For what?

For breaking up with Sebastian.

I know you're still feeling it.

He didn't even come to my parents' funeral.

Good.

He didn't deserve to go.

I hate him.

That's a start.

Why does it hurt?

He hurt me for so long, and it still hurts.

It always hurts.

But then one day...

...you can breathe again.

And your eyes are opened.

- I have so many regrets. - We all do.

How do you keep them from consuming your life?

I guess I just...

...buried mine.

You know what?

No regrets tonight.

Let's just go have fun.

Yeah.

Whoo! Dani.

-Buckley. -You ladies done talking about me yet?

Where were you?

This is supposed to be a celebration.

Yeah, it is.

Oh, Dani, turn it up. Oh, a quick question.

How do you like your eggs in the morning?

What?

You know, for breakfast in the morning.

How would you prefer them?

Oh.

- Alone. - Oh.

You know what? I can put those flames out with this.

I'm just kidding, Buckley, come on.

- Yeah? Oh, shit. - Mm-hmm.

I'll show you a little something. You want to see something?

-Yes. -Let me show you some moves.

That's more like it.

You're really gonna ruin the vibe with this redneck diatribe?

My barn, my rules.

Can we just come to terms that Volo has a barn?

-And cows. -And motherfucking cows.

God. Babe! No.

Whoo! Let's go!

Okay. Come here, you guys.

Come here, get in. Everybody.

-Come on. Come on. -Oh, Tara, before you do...

...I'd like to say a few words, if I may. Thank you, sir.

It means a lot to me that you all took the time to be here tonight.

Remember, time is our most precious commodity

and yet most of us live our lives

as if we have all the time in the world.

Carry on, Tara.

-Who said that? Hawthorne? -Not sure.

I read it off the rest stop bathroom wall somewhere.

Oh! Look what I found.

Dum, dum.

- There you go. There you go. - Thank you.

Thank you.

-Ooh. -Oh, I might have been dancing with that one.

There you go.

Tad, the whole house, the barn, everything.

-It's beautiful. -Yeah, brother.

I'm still trying to figure out how you bought this place with what the military pays.

Unless they drastically increased the pay scale since I was enlisted.

It wasn't that expensive.

Why? What's wrong with it?

-Nothing's wrong with it. -Seriously, how much was it?

Seriously, leave it the fuck alone.

Okay, ladies, how about we go inside and get some real drinks?

Come on.

How are you holding up, man?

Fine.

Are they giving you any meds?

Meds? What meds?

-Why would I need any meds? -Tell him the truth.

You can talk to me. - Are you ashamed?

- This is who you are. - -I know what you're going through.

You're so pathetic.

- Ranger the fuck up! - Volo, look at me.

You are her sole protector.

Padone epi viv.

Bro, it's time for adult movie. I know you're an adult, but I think--

Are you just gonna keep scrolling through channels

- or put on something we can all watch? - -Oh, yeah.

There's a marathon of Sex and The City on this weekend.

How is that something we can all watch?

- Just give me the remote. - Absolutely not.

Just change the channel.

Do not make me come over there and take it from you.

If you do, you'll have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers.

Just turn off the TV.

Nope. Not gonna do it.

Buckley, would you give it to me?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, Jesus. Give me that thing.

- Turn it off. - Hey, you--

- Turn off... - the fucking TV!

-Now! -What the fuck?

Some sort of joke?

Zo?

Tad, don't.

Zoe?

Zo!

Zo, stop it!

Zo, let him go!

Let him fucking go! Zo! Goddamn it, Zo!

Oops, did I upset the poor baby?

No one leaves. Yet.

What the fuck is going on? How'd she lift you like that?

I don't know.

What do we do now?

Why is she just sitting there doing nothing?

Tara... you studied this stuff, right?

You took those classes in college.

Yeah, it was a class and I dropped it.

I didn't think it was real.

What is real?

She's possessed.

"Possessed"? What the fuck do you mean?

Possessed. By who?

Where did it come from?

Someone who died here, maybe.

- Oh. Oh. - I'm not sure.

That's what's wrong with the house. It's haunted.

Did your real estate agent mention anything about someone dying here?

-No. -What do you mean, "No"?

Like, you didn't ask him?

I said no.

Hey. Why Zoe?

Any idea how this thing got inside my sister?

From what I remember,

there has to be some kind of door opener.

If this is a demon, it still has to get permission.

It can't just take over a person.

The host has to be vulnerable.

And something specific has to happen to invite it in.

Like drug addiction, trauma,

grief, loss.

Her parents.

They're my parents too.

I can hear you.

No secrets.

Who are you?

Well, what do you want?

I want you all to get to know each other better.

-We already know each other. -Do you?

Why don't you stay the night...

...and get uncomfortable?

And if we don't?

I'll tear her soul apart.

Oh, no!

Please make it stop, Tad.

Tad, it hurts.

It hurts, Tad.

You have until 6:00 a.m.

No one can leave until then.

If we stay the night, you'll release Zoe?

Can we trust it?

-Can we trust evil? -Well, can we do something?

-Like, perform an exorcism or something? -No.

Exorcisms have been linked more to psychotherapy than demon possession.

Yeah, and the fact that none of us are priests.

Where's Buckley?

Where the hell is Buckley?

Shit.

Both of you stay together. Keep an eye on it.

- I'll be right back. - No. Where are you going, Tad?

-Don't leave us. -What do you want me to do?

Well, if it moves, scream.

I'll come running right back. I got to get Buckley.

What are you doing?

-I'm getting out of here. -What?

You're going to open that door,

and I'm gonna get the hell out of here.

- Why? - "Why"?

You know, in all my years studying psychiatry,

day after day, patient after patient,

I'm still amazed at how many people ask the question, "Why?"

when the answer is right in their fucking face!

I can't let you do that.

Look, man, we trained to fight terrorists,

an enemy we knew.

Demons? Fuck that!

If there's a chance that if one of us leaves, it kills my sister,

I'm not taking that risk.

How do we know it's telling the truth?

We have to take that chance.

There's no other way.

Look...

-...I love Zoe as much as-- -No! You don't.

I'm asking...

...as my best friend...

...just help me protect her.

Rangers lead the way.

All the way.

-Has she moved? -No.

-Buckley, where'd you go? -Buckley's good.

Tad. Tad, don't tie me down, okay?

It's me. It's me, just--

You're so fucking easy.

-Why tie me down? -'Cause you're a fucking demon.

The demon you run from

is the one inside of you.

I'm really scared.

I know.

Poor Zo.

-Did you see her face? -Yeah.

Okay. So, um...

So, what happens next?

Not sure.

They didn't say anything in your class before you dropped it?

Just tell me what happens next.

I don't know.

I know when you're lying to me.

Please, just tell me the truth.

Okay.

You wanna know the truth?

Whatever has a hold of Zoe...

...has something planned for us too.

I'm not sure what it is yet,

but there's definitely a reason

it's playing this sick game.

When this is all said and done,

Zoe might actually be the lucky one.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

What about its legs?

Yeah.

I think I have more rope.

You good?

I'm good.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I'm good.

Glad you stayed.

Shut up.

Is that what you say to your patients?

Are you proud of your work...

...doctor?

I had a dream about you last night.

It's been a while since I've had a dream about a female.

You ever dream about me?

It's okay. You don't have to say it.

You know, you and I have a very special connection.

You feel it, right?

What are you doing?

Don't ever think I don't have your secrets in my possession.

I'm not afraid of you.

If you're not afraid of me...

...come closer.

You must pay for what you did.

What the hell are you doing?

-What happened? -Did you--

Doctor-patient privilege.

Hey! It's messing with your mind, Buckley.

Don't let it get inside your head.

Just go in the other room and chill out, I got this.

Go.

Tara.

Dani?

Hello?

The door is locked.

Can you hear me?

I'm in here, Mommy!

What did you see?

No! You're not real.

- No! - You hurt me, Mommy.

- No! - Oh, you're not real.

Do you really want to do this?

You're not real.

Sorry.

Wait.

You're not real.

Tara?

- Tara? - You're not real.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You're okay. You're okay.

What happened?

I-- I saw...

What did you see?

Zo.

No. No, Tara. Zoe's downstairs. She's tied up.

No. No.

She's not downstairs.

Then where is she?

She's...

...everywhere.

Not good.

Don't let it be this house.

Hey.

You all right?

Yeah.

Has she been sitting here the whole time?

She's barely moved.

Where's Dani?

Upstairs.

Maybe you should go check on her.

I'll watch Zo.

You sure?

Yeah.

She's just sitting here, right?

Hasn't gotten up.

Tied to a chair the entire time.

Few more hours this nightmare will be over.

Yeah.

A few more hours.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

- Calm down, soldier. - They're all empty.

- You must have taken them all. -No!

Get your fucking hands off me!

I'm not the enemy here.

- Tad, are you okay in there?

I'm fine.

Can you open the door?

What are you doing?

Hey, answer me.

What is happening?

Can you just-- can you just stop for a second?

Oh, my God, what happened to your head?

Nothing. I bumped it on the counter.

-Here, let me take a look. -I'm fine.

It's just a scratch.

-What is that? -Insurance.

Tad, you told me that you would never keep a gun.

You know I don't like guns.

Gun isn't something you like, it's something you need.

You don't need a gun, Tad.

The demon said it would release her if we just stay until 6:00 a.m.

The word of a demon, Dani?

We're dealing with something none of us understand.

We need this in case of any misunderstandings.

What, are you gonna blow your sister's head off over a misunderstanding?

Who knows what that thing will do once it releases her?

-Tad, I can't-- -Hey!

Are you with me... or against me?

I'm, I'm with you.

Of course I'm with you.

Zo.

Zoe?

Zo!

Who's Zo, Mommy?

I know you're in there.

-In where? -Stop talking like that.

-Like what? -You have to stop talking like that.

-Like what? Like what? -Use your real voice.

-Use your real voice! -I can't talk at all, Mommy.

I'm dead.

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

- Why would you hit her? - I'm sorry.

- What happened? - Tara, just hit Zo.

I'm sure she had a reason to.

-She said-- -She said what, Tara?

It's fucking with you. It's fucking with all of us.

Is this is a game to you? Huh?

Fucking with innocent people?

No one's innocent.

Secrets.

So many secrets.

Who the hell is that?

-It's 3:00 a.m. -More secrets.

-Sebastian. -What the hell is he doing here?

- Just tell him to leave. - I can see you.

Open the door. I can hear you.

If he enters the house, he can't leave.

What are you gonna do?

-I'm gonna tell him to leave. -And if he won't?

He will.

- I swear, you better open the do--

What are you doing here, Sebastian?

You need to leave.

I'm not leaving till I talk to Dani.

What the fuck you wanna talk to Dani for?

Sebastian, just leave.

Dani.

Sebastian, you shouldn't have come here.

Why is she tied up?

Why is she tied up?

Get the fuck out of my way.

Do you believe in demons, Sebastian?

Funny thing about a demon.

Doesn't matter if you believe in it.

It only matters... if it believes in you.

Zo?

Oh, God!

- What the fuck is wrong with her face?

What the hell happened to her?

Why is she laughing?

Why is she laughing like that?

Because... now you can't leave.

-What do you mean I can't leave? -He means

when he told you to leave, you should have fucking left.

Who are you?

No.

I don't know what the hell's going on here,

but I don't want any part of it.

Yeah, I don't think so.

- Once you entered this house, you became part of the pact.

Welcome to the party, asshole.

Tad, put the shotgun down.

If he's dead, does that affect the pact?

No, Tad. Tad, we can figure out another way.

Hey, we can tie him up like we did Zo. Do not shoot him.

-Answer me. -I'm answering you.

Listen to me. Don't do this.

Sebastian. Sebastian, tell him, tell him you're going to stay.

-Yeah, Sebastian, just say it. -Will we still have a deal?

Don't!

What are you doing, man?

Three more hours.

- Good fucking shooting. - Not now.

There was nothing you could do.

I could have tied him up like Buckley wanted.

Too risky. He had to be shot.

What are you worried about? He's still alive.

If you wanted him dead, he'd be dead.

I need to think. Let me think.

You had to do it to protect her from the enemy.

He was the enemy. No mercy for the enemy.

-It was either him... -Or Zo.

Him or Zo.

Him or Zo. Him or Zo.

Him or Zo. Him or Zo.

- Him or Zo. Him or Zo. Him-- - That's right.

You are her sole protector.

-Zoe. -Tad.

What are you doing here?

That thing... let me go. I'm free.

Oh, oh, thank God. Let's get the others and leave.

Wait, I have to tell you something.

What is it?

Our parents are dead because of me.

Uh? Why would you say that?

I fell asleep.

I fell asleep, we were driving home from dinner and it was later than expected,

and everyone had drinks, but I only had a glass of wine, I promise.

But it... it made me tired and I fell asleep.

But I told you that we were struck by someone else and it was their fault.

But it wasn't their fault. It was my fault. There was no one else.

Tad, I killed our parents, okay?

-I killed them. -Stop, stop. Stop!

I can't believe you've been holding on to this.

I'm sorry they died, but it doesn't mean you killed them.

It was an accident. It could happen to any of us.

It wasn't your fault.

Can you ever forgive me?

Of course. But you have to forgive yourself? Can you?

I love you.

-Can we get out of here? -Yeah, let's go.

Mission hasn't changed.

Protect Zo at all cost.

Here. Here.

Is he still breathing? - Uh...

He's passed out, but...

Yes.

Elevate his feet.

It'll help blood flow return to his heart.

You know what else would have helped?

If you hadn't have shot him.

What have you done?

He is going to die unless we call an ambulance.

- Yeah, a few more hours. - No, Volo, now.

-We can't do that. -Why?

Remember what you said about people that asked the question "Why?"

when they already know the answer?

He's going to die.

Do you have a medical kit?

Upstairs.

It's in there somewhere.

You know, you could help me look for it.

Just hurry.

This is it?

It's bandages and gauze.

It's completely fucking useless.

That's all I have.

You're gonna carry around that thing for the next three hours?

'Cause I want to know.

Am I being held hostage by a demon... or by you?

You should probably get downstairs with that.

Come play with me, Mommy.

Relax, it'll be over soon.

- You calm her down. - I don't wanna do this.

- What did you see, Mommy? - Relax.

Why are you crying, Mommy?

Why didn't you want me, Mommy?

I was afraid.

I wanted to keep you.

Do you miss me?

I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

What have I done?

Come get her.

Come to me, Mommy.

No.

No!

No! Get away from her! Baby!

I'm coming! I'm coming, baby.

Bye-bye, Mommy.

-Is this gonna be enough? -Hopefully.

- He just has to hold on for a couple more hours. - -Hmm.

-What is it? What is he doing? -He's praying.

I think trying to repent.

-Repent from what? -I don't know.

What's happening?

- He's repenting. - Good for him.

What'd she say?

-She wants him to confess. -Confess what?

His sins.

Something about a baby.

And he's sorry.

What baby?

What's he talking about?

-I don't know. -Don't fuck with me, Buckley. Tell me what he said.

- He said he didn't mean for it to happen.

-What to happen? -The baby.

-What baby? -Tad, he's just in shock right now.

I asked you a question, Ranger.

What, baby?

He said...

- ...he wants her to keep their baby.

She's pregnant.

Tad.

I, I wanted to tell you.

I wanted to tell you.

I didn't mean for it to happen, okay?

It was a mistake.

I wanted it to be your baby.

I wanted a life with you, but you pushed me away.

I needed you, and you shut me out.

I don't even know who you are anymore.

You did this to us.

Look at me!

Please, say something.

Talk to me.

Talk to me.

I don't know why you're surprised.

I'm not surprised she cheated on me.

But you're surprised that she fucked that degenerate?

She betrayed Zo.

I can't forgive that.

I don't care about me, I deserve it.

You don't deserve it either.

No. You're wrong.

I never loved her.

Not the way...

...I loved you.

Fuck!

Romeo Hotel. Romeo Hotel. Romeo Hotel.

Troops in contact. Sierra one is down.

I'll say again, Sierra one is down.

Request daylight exfil...

Good copy. Standing by for QRF. Sierra two out.

Why did you have to leave me? Goddamn you.

We made plans for when we got out.

We'd be together, away from the hate.

You talked about a farm. You loved animals.

I bought our farm. I bought this for you.

It feels empty.

I feel empty.

Not here, not now.

Not like this.

- Did you get that motherfucker? - Yeah!

Stay with me.

Not here. Not now.

Fuck!

Why do I have to care about you so much?

You're the reason why I stayed there. You.

Every day I prayed for a bullet,

hoping I would get killed so I could be with you.

I wanted to find you.

I'm lost without you.

I love you.

I've only ever loved you.

Look at me. Look at me.

I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere.

I'll wait for you.

I'll always love you.

But right now,

right now, you need to focus.

I feel like there's no way out.

There's always a way out.

Dani?

Danielle! Come here.

Buckley, he's not doing so well.

-Is he gonna bleed out? -Sebastian is the least of our problems.

We have to get out of here right now.

Now? No, we can't. It's not time.

-What about Zoe? -Zoe?

Did you see the look on Tad's face?

He's not himself. He hasn't been himself all night.

We should have gotten out of here earlier

-when I found out about this place. -Why?

Why? What happened in this place?

Look, Dani, you're pregnant.

-Let's just get you out of here. -No. No. Buckley, tell me now.

Fine.

This isn't the first time stuff like this has happened in this house.

Just last year, a young woman killed her parents,

her daughter, and then herself.

What?

-Jesus, Buckley. Now you tell me? -I just found out myself.

Look, I saved it.

They called it "The Curse of The Creole Man."

In the 1960s, a lawyer and his wife lived here.

Apparently, he was a retired criminal prosecutor.

It says here, "Convicted son's father travels from Louisiana

to kill the man that convicted his innocent son of murder."

Two days after he went to prison,

the son was stabbed to death in his jail cell.

- They never found out who did it,

but the father blamed the lawyer.

Six months later, they caught a guy

who confessed to various murders,

including the one his son was convicted for.

The prosecutor had tampered with the evidence

to pin the murder on the innocent boy.

The father of the boy came to this house to seek revenge for his son."

"The Creole Man was found lying on the floor next to them

of an apparent suicide."

All right.

Yeah, let's go.

Wait. What about Tara?

Shit. You're right. Okay, look, you stay here.

I'll find her.

What if Tad sees you?

Then I'll fuck him up.

I'll figure something out.

It's almost day.

What the fuck, Volo?

I couldn't let you leave.

I wasn't. I was looking for Tara.

Where is she?

Where's Dani?

I lied earlier.

I knew about the people being murdered here.

The house was cheap, I didn't care.

We all have demons.

But my demons are far worse than anyone can imagine.

- You're really doing a good job, though.

Target one down.

Good.

Never forget the pain.

How does it feel to be the Grim Reaper?

Target two down.

Doesn't matter now.

She's the only thing that matters.

Only eight minutes.

Hey, we can wait this out,

and then we can all get the hell out of here.

There's a reason for all of us being here tonight.

To cleanse our souls and release our demons.

Volo, you're not making any sense.

I finally figured out the demon that haunts your thoughts.

I wasn't sure at first. I guess I blocked it out,

like so many things for many years.

The day LT died, you didn't shoot.

Buckley, you got him?

Standby. No adjustments.

On target.

Hostile.

You on him?

- Yeah. - Send it.

I said, "Sent--"

You're the reason LT is dead.

He was just a kid. I couldn't shoot a kid.

But you could fuck one?

You ever dream about me? You know, we've made so much progress.

You have got to be my favorite patient.

You know, what we talk about is private.

It's better for both of us that way, right?

It's my job to keep it private.

Do you want to know what my dream was about?

'Cause it was starring you.

I like how soft your skin is.

Get the fuck out of my head!

I didn't do anything!

But you would have.

I'm not gonna let you mind fuck me.

Who's the little girl, Buckley?

I'm not gonna-- I'm not gonna apologize for something I didn't do.

I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything, I swear.

I thought...

God, I, I thought about it.

I did, I did, I thought about it.

I did, but I didn't do anything!

And I certainly am not going to apologize for not shooting a kid.

You have to do it...

...to protect her from the enemy.

He is the enemy.

No mercy for the enemy.

Who are you talking to?

Tommy.

Lieutenant Rivers?

Where's Tommy now?

He's right next to you.

- Look how peaceful... - ...you look, princess.

So pure and innocent to all of this.

"A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck."

I love you.

I love you too, sweetheart.

Don't blame yourself for what happened to us.

We forgive you.

You'll always be...

...Daddy's little girl.

Volo, listen to me.

You're a sick man.

Your PTSD is making you vulnerable for the demon to enter.

Whatever this thing wants from us,

I believe it's using you to accomplish it.

How do you think I got tied up?

I came down here and you were tied to it.

Wrong.

You knocked me out

and tied me to this chair.

No.

-No. It was The Creole Man. -No, Tad.

I saw him with my own eyes.

You're The Creole Man.

You're the one who's possessed.

The old man at the store said this would happen.

That it's just the beginning.

I don't believe I've seen you in here before, young man.

No, first time. I'm new to the area, sort of.

I have the house up on Cressfield Lane.

Can't trust anyone.

Everyone else is suspect.

What old man?

You're losing it, Volo.

What about his wife? The old lady, my neighbor.

This is such a nice house.

We reside in something very similar.

- "We"? - Yes, my husband and I.

Our son will eventually be joining us.

She was here. You all met her.

She brought pie.

I'm just gonna put this pie down right here

and be on my way.

Pie?

There's no fucking pie!

There's no old woman!

We never met any neighbor!

Where's Dani?

Where's Tara?

I'm coming--

No! No!

I killed them.

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck! Help!

Oh, God, help me!

Somebody help me, please!

Help!

I'm your brother. I'm your brother.

Tad, listen to me.

Listen to me. Listen to me. You're fucked up, man.

You're fucked up. You're fucked up.

You listen to me, we can get through it, okay?

Tad, snap out of it! I'm your brother!

You know...

...whenever I came home on leave, people would always ask me,

"How many people did you kill?"

I never said anything 'cause I didn't want to be condemned.

'Cause that's what people do. Chastise others for something they know nothing about.

These fucking people sleep comfortably in their beds

because violent men do violent things.

And when you finally get a chance to come back home,

you can see their disgust towards you

when they find out what you've really done.

Everybody's a judge.

Everybody's a critic.

If you say you're not, then you're a fucking hypocrite.

That's the demon that all society carries with it.

You're gonna let the demon win.

That's the thing about demons.

No matter how hard you try to get rid of them,

they always come back to haunt you.

Zo, wake up.

Time to go.

Zo.

Zoe?

Zoe?

I'm sorry, Zo.

I couldn't keep my promise.

No!

Wake up, baby. Wake up!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

911, what's your emergency?

I'd like to report a homicide.

The farmhouse on Cressfield Lane.

You know the one.

Everyone's dead.

Carl looks out for strike two,

as Milton pulls the string on it and gets it over to the inside corner.

Two and two. McConnell waits as Milton goes into the windup.

Curveball. It's a hit up center field. Takes a lucky bounce.

Milton, one handed, throws it to first.

Not in time, McDonald beats it out.

McDonald hits it. He gets a run. He's coming in.

Anderson hits a slow roll off the base side and the bases are now loaded.

John--

Can you forgive yourself?

Yes.