All language subtitles for 9-1-1.1x07.Luna.Piena.ITA.ENG.DSNP.WEBRip.XviD-Pir8.en

HEN: 4.5 billion years ago,

an astral body the size of Mars

slammed into the Earth.

The debris that flew
from our planet

became stuck in Earth's gravity

and formed our moon.
That's right.

The moon is just a part of
the Earth, separated forever,

always drawn back towards us,
longing to reconnect.

It is said to increase
fertility, create chaos

and cause people to do things

they would never normally do.

No one knows why things get
so weird when the moon is full,

why it makes people
act so crazy.

All I know is that on this job,

the one night you need
to be ready for anything

is a night when the moon
is full.

You, uh, want to watch
a Ray Donovan?

(sighs) I wish, but...

(sniffles) ...I have to get
my sleep tonight.

It's gonna be a full moon
tomorrow and it's always crazy.

I need to make sure
that I am rested.

(sighs)

Well, maybe we could have
some close time.

It'll help you sleep.

(chuckles) It'll take
a whole lot longer

than an episode of Ray Donovan
to finish.

-Not for me.
-(chuckles)

I don't mind
doing the extra work

to get you
across the finish line.

Shade, shade, shade,
shade, shade.

-I love you, baby.
-Mm-hmm.

You are the most beautiful,
sexy, powerful woman

I've ever seen,

but tonight I got
to get my sleep, babe.

(sighs)

(clears throat)

-LBD.
-Karen, don't say that.

I'm just tired.

Lesbian Bed Death.

Doesn't matter how hot
a couple is for each other.

Eventually,
we all succumb to it.

Come on. I get what I need.

Like, don't you feel the magic
when we're cuddling?

I've just been in relationships

that have been more like
sisterhoods before.

If we're not having sex,

then what exactly is it
that makes us a couple?

Okay.

-Just let me get my rest tonight...
-Uh-huh.

...and when I come home
after work tomorrow,

we'll crawl into bed.

It'll still be a full moon.

And who knows what kind of
crazy stuff might happen?

Oh.

Tomorrow. Okay.

(children shrieking, laughing)

♪ I see the bad moon a-rising ♪

♪ I see trouble on the way... ♪

All right, folks,
coming through.

Excuse me, please.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Hi.
(gasps) What you doing there?

I'm gonna have to take you out
if that's okay with you.

All right.
You'll be fine.

(giggles)

♪ Well, it's bound
to take your life ♪

♪ There's a bad moon
on the rise... ♪

Hi. Are you ready?

Yeah? Watch your head.

Oh, I got you.

-I got you.
-Thank you.

I can't believe they didn't
have a key for this.

Don't worry. It's, uh,
it's one of those nights.

And here. Congratulations
on your moo-moo.

Here we go.

(cell phone ringing)

911, what's your emergency?

(Buck howls)

You're such a dork.

You're a cute dork,
but you're a dork.

A cute dork.

Okay. I'll take that.

How are you?
How you feeling?

How's your first day back?

I feel great.

Uh, no pain,
got minor discomfort,

but, uh, don't you worry.

I have someone monitoring
my bread intake.

I'm so relieved.

So, when are we gonna
do this again?

I mean dinner,
not the tracheotomy.

I don't know.

Um, I have a run of shifts,

but I will check the schedule.

Oh, are you buckling in?

Uh, am I buckling in?

Uh, full moon.

It's gonna get bumpy.

Uh, no. I do not buy into

all that full moon BS.

Whoa, "buy into"?
No, no, no.

It-it is science.
You know?

Every full moon,
the freaks come out.

Crime increases,
emergency rooms are packed,

animals and kids go nuts.

No, in my experience,

anyone who's gonna be an idiot
on the full moon

is gonna be an idiot

on the half moon
or the quarter moon

or the no moon.

-(phone ringing)
-There is no statistical evidence

that any crime or accidents...

-(another phone begins ringing)
-...or general freakiness

increase during the full moon.

Abby, I just pulled a kid

out of one of those
stuffed animal arcade games.

I know, but that
would've happened

whether it was a full moon
or not.

Mm, you don't know that.

I do know that. How many
full moons have you worked?

Um, one.

-Right. Bye, Buck.
-(laughing): No, wait, hold on.

Hold on.
Look, I'm telling you.

All right?
Freaks come out.

Now you call me
when the night's over, okay?

(howls)

Bye, Buck. Bye.

What's he doing, ma'am?
Is he trying to get in?

No. No, he's just
standing there.

He's looking at me.

I can't see his eyes,
but I can feel them.

Why is he here?

-It's okay, ma'am.
-What does he want?

Can you tell me your name
and address, please?

Nora Curtis. 3942 Rosewood.

I'm dispatching police
to your location, Nora.

Can you describe the man for me?

I can't see his face.

He doesn't have a face.

Why doesn't he have a face?

-Nora...
-I can't, I can't breathe.

I can't breathe. I can't...

It's so tight. I can't breathe.

It's okay. All right,
help is on the way, Nora.

Just stay on the line with me.

They called you for a prowler?

Homeowner has a heart condition.

ATHENA: Well, you two
traveling a little light.

Yeah, a full moon.

Only way to survive
is divide and conquer.

Hmm, I believe it's your enemy
you're supposed to divide,

not yourself.

All right, I'm-a check
around back.

-Okay.
-Is that what that means?

Paramedics.

The paramedics are here.

Thank you, Abby.

You're welcome, Mrs. Curtis.

Nora.

You're welcome, Nora.

While I was waiting for you,
he just seemed to disappear.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Blood pressure's dropping.

Was I having a heart attack?

No, no, no.

Looks more like a panic attack.

He gave me such a fright...

standing out there...

just staring.

You're okay now.
All right?

Now, ma'am, I want you to
breathe for me, nice and slow,

not too deep,
and when you exhale,

I want you to purse your lips
like this. (exhales)

-Okay?
-Okay.

You're safe now.

Full moon. Brings out
the creeps and the crazies.

Just breathe, okay?

Breathe.

(exhales)

Ma'am, is this where
you were standing

-when you saw the man outside?
-Yes.

Yeah, right there.

Ma'am, I'm Sergeant Grant.

If there was someone outside,
they're gone now.

Thank you.

-'Thena.
-Hmm?

ATHENA (quietly):
Yeah?

It look to you like
anybody had been outside?

No. I mean, the ground's wet.
Didn't see any footprints.

I did.

She says that she was standing
pretty much right over here.

He was in the house.

Standing right behind her.

Okay. I just got the chills.

He didn't attack her, though.

Maybe that wasn't his intent

or maybe when she called 911
it spooked him,

but it looks like he came in
the front door.

Ma'am, uh, you mind if I take
a look around the inside?

Oh, no. Go ahead.

Is there somewhere else
you can stay tonight?

Someone you can call?

Why?

You think he's coming back?

You've been through a lot
tonight.

It might be best if you had
some company, that's all.

I could call my daughter.

That's a great idea.

All clear here. Pulse is good.

DISPATCHER:
P/R, unconscious male.

MacArthur Park. Subject
appears to be unresponsive.

CHIMNEY:
Copy. Paramedic 118 responding.

That's a dicey neighborhood.

I'll give you a police escort.

Thanks.

Ma'am, I have an officer
out front.

He'll stay there until
your daughter picks you up.

That's wonderful. Thank you.

Remember to breathe.

I will. Thank you.

Absolutely. You just rest, okay?

You're good now.

Thank you both.

You want to tell me
what that was all about?

I'll tell you in the truck.

What's your name?

-Kathy.
-(glass shatters)

Kathy, where are you now?

I... I... I locked
the front door

and I'm-and I'm upstairs
in the bedroom.

Is there anyone else with you?

No, nobody.

-(loud thud)
-He-He's in the house.

He-he broke through the door.

-Okay, Kathy.
-(panting)

Kathy, are you still there?

(panting) Uh-huh.

Okay. Stay on the phone. Lock
the bedroom door if you can.

-(thudding) -He's at the door.
He's at the door.

-He's here, he's here!
-Okay, okay, Kathy,

tell him you've called 911 and
the police are on their way.

-Can you do that?
-I-I-I'm on...

-I'm on with 911.
-(thudding)

-The police are coming.
-Kathy.

Why are you here?
Why are you here?

Why are you here? Why?

Why? Why? Why?! Why?!
(screaming)

(thudding, squishing)

(dial tone buzzing)

Oh, my God.

It's a fact.
Gravity is heavier

during full moons;
scientists have proven it.

You read this
in a peer-reviewed,

scientific publication?

Uh, I don't know,
is the Internet considered

a scientific publication?

Buck, the idea that the moon
causes odd behavior

and happenings goes back
to the first century.

It's folklore, magical thinking.

(coyote howling)

Hey. She's this way.

Jackie's six months pregnant.
She's new.

This class is only open to moms
who are at least 26 weeks.

I warn them about
overexerting themselves.

And behold, the Salabhasana.

(Jackie gasping sharply)

Yeah, Locust Pose.

I've dated, like,
50 yoga instructors.

All right, can you guys
please clear out so we can

-in there. Thank you, thank you.
-Ladies, back to your mats.

-I'll take it.
-JACKIE: Oh, I can't move.

Everything hurts.

The baby, is he okay?

Okay, we're gonna
check your baby right now.

Okay? I'm gonna touch you
right here on your stomach.

Ooh.

Okay. There's no trauma
to the abdomen.

Vitals seem normal.

-Fetal heartbeat's normal.
-Okay, good.

(grunts)
Is the baby okay?

Your baby is fine.

Oh, he's not mine.

-I'm a surrogate.
-Listen, can you

tell me where
you're feeling your pain?

Is it localized in your back,
your arms, your legs?

(grunting):
Arms and legs,

but it's-it's the worst
in my butt

and down my thigh and calf.

Okay, I think you
slipped a disc.

We're gonna need to get her
on her side, okay?

-Very carefully support her head.
-All right, got it, Bobby.

Let's go this way towards
you guys, okay? Very gently.

-WOMAN: (screams) Oh...
-Okay...

-All right, I'm gonna take care of that.
-I got it.

-You take care of this.
-I got it. Go, go, go.

BUCK: Here we go.
I got you, I got you.

-I think I'm having contractions.
-How far along are you?

38 weeks.

38 weeks. Okay.

All right, just keep breathing
with your contractions.

Nice and easy, all right?
What's your name?

-Beth.
-Okay,

-I need a cup of water for Beth.
-Am I in labor?

I think it's Braxton Hicks,
it's a soft labor.

-What does that mean?
-That means

your contractions
are gonna go away

once we get you nice and relaxed
and hydrated, okay?

-Okay. Mm-hmm.
-Just take a drink.

(whimpers)
Oh, my God. My water broke.

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

-Buck?
-Yeah, I'm on it.

Uh, Dispatch, requesting
additional paramedics

to 232 Hope, possible
spinal disc herniation.

Need transport to hospital
immediately.

It's coming.
It's coming now.

Yeah, you only just started
contractions, it's okay.

No, this is my fourth kid.
It's coming.

Uh, okay, I need towels!
I need towels!

-(screams)
-Please, she's almost there.

Okay, these contractions
are a minute apart.

This isn't soft labor, is it?

No. You're having your baby.

Oh, my God, can I go
to the hospital?

With contractions
this close together,

I can't bring you
to the hospital.

Transporting you's too risky
right now.

But you're in good hands.

I've delivered babies before.

-Okay.
-(woman screams)

Oh, no, no, not now.

Seriously? I'm not... Bob,
I've never done this before.

It's okay.
I will talk you through it.

They say when a full moon's
halfway between

the eastern horizon
and its highest point,

it can induce labor.

(all groaning)

I knew I should have
canceled this class.

Just saying, I did tell you.

Okay, we can
discuss the moon later, Buck.

If you're not in labor
right now, could you please

go out in the hallway and
give us some space. Thank you.

I have two,
possibly three women in labor.

Membranes have ruptured.

Labor is progressing rapidly.

I need a couple of extra
transports to the hospital.

Okay, Beth,
I need you to push, okay?

(screams)
I want my epidural!

-(sobbing)
-Okay, Beth, you're doing great.

-(shouts)
-Okay, he's crowning.

Buck, I need a towel.

Coming. Got it.

♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ Baby, baby, I'm on a... ♪

Okay, okay, Beth, I just need
one last big push.

-(shouts)
-(baby cries)

(laughing): Okay. All right,
you have a beautiful baby girl.

Will you save the placenta?
I want to freeze it.

Okay.

-Buck, you ready? Clamp.
-Yeah.

-(baby cries)
-Clamp.

-Okay, I got it.
-Okay. And then cut.

All right.

-Good job.
-All right.

Yeah, she's, uh,
she's beautiful.

Yeah, meet your mama.
There you go.

Oh, thank you.

All right, she knows you.

-(sneezes)
-♪ All right ♪

Oh, my God.

-Okay.
-(woman screams)

-(groans)
-BUCK: All right.

All right. Okay.
Let's go, Buck.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

-Okay, we'll do that.
-(woman groans loudly)

-I got her, I got her, I got her.
Go ahead. -You sure?

-Okay.
-Yep. Yep.

-Okay, just breathe.
-(groaning)

-Um, okay...
-(breathing heavily)

Uh, just-just keep on
breathing. Um...

Oh, my God, just go.
I got this.

You're gonna deliver
your own baby?

Yes, I told you, it's my fourth.

And she's a doula.

-Okay, uh, okay.
-(woman screams)

Okay, okay.
What are you feeling?

Something's wrong.

I didn't feel like this
with my last baby.

-How tall are you?
-Four foot 11.

Did your doctor ever
tell you anything

about the size of the baby?
Is it big or...?

-Yeah, he's big.
-He's big. Okay.

I saw the ultrasound.
His head is huge.

-(sirens approaching)
-Okay, I think you're experiencing

something called CPD,
cephalopelvic disproportion.

That means your baby's head
is too big for your pelvis.

-Okay? But you're gonna be okay.
-(elevator bell dings)

We're gonna get you an emergency
C-section. You're gonna be fine.

-Guys, come on in.
-Oh, God.

Right here.

Is my baby gonna be okay?
We need to call my husband.

The baby's gonna be fine
and so are you.

-Slow, slow, slow.
-We'll call your husband on the way.

-There's no rush.
-Hey, don't push. There you go.

-(baby crying)
-♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

-It's a boy.
-Yes.

Well, I'm Buck,
and that's Bobby,

just in case you want to
name him after us.

You know,
in our honor or something.

No, I don't think so.

(chuckles)

You still think this
full moon stuff is a myth?

Yes, and I still think
you're an idiot.

St. Matthews,
contact OB surgical on call,

we've got an emergency C-section
coming in, four minutes out.

How you holding up?

Um, hmm, just pissed...

that I can't seem to shake this.

Just keep hearing her screaming.

It's okay if
you want to go home.

I can cover you.

Not gonna leave you in a lurch.

On the full moon,

which I don't even
really believe in.

There's a detective here.

He wants to hear the call, Abby.

What kind of detective?

Homicide.

SUE:
This is Abby Clark.

-She took the call.
-Detective Marks.

Nice to meet you.

-You wanted to hear the tape.
-Yeah, that'd be great.

Uh, I've read
the fast transcript,

but, uh, reading isn't the same
as hearing.

No. It isn't. Come this way.

KATHY: Why are you here?!
Why are you here?!

Why?! Why?!
(screaming)

(call ends)

Well, thank you, Ms. Clark.

Welcome.
What were you hoping to hear?

Well, things sometimes get
missed in the transcripts.

I was hoping...

You might hear his voice?

Hard to hear anything
under these screams,

even if he had said something.

Maybe I could dig it out
if it's there.

I mean, if that would help
you guys find him.

Oh, we've already caught him.

-Oh.
-Yeah, the ex-husband.

She'd been granted multiple
protective orders against him.

And he had been charged
with domestic battery

on more than one occasion.

She was afraid of him.

Has he confessed?

No. They, uh,
they generally don't.

Now, if I had his voice
on that tape,

it'd make things
a little bit easier,

but, um, at least
he's off the streets.

He's not going anywhere for now.

Thank you for your time.

Thank you.

-Good luck with it.
-Thank you.

Hey, Terry.

Would you do me a favor?

Would you check the system
for any 911 calls made

from that number or address
in the last...

three years?

-Sure.
-Thanks.

MAN:
911. What's your emergency?

KATHY:
Yes, my name is Kathy Blake.

I'm at 837 Harper,
and my ex-husband

is outside my front door.

-TRENT: Open the door!
-His name is Trent McConnell

and he's not supposed to be
within 50 yards of this house.

TRENT: Open the door, you bitch.
I want my stuff.

KATHY: Trent, you psycho,
I'm on the phone with the cops.

Just keep doing
what you're doing

if you want to spend the night
in jail again.

Ma'am, I've dispatched officers
to your location.

KATHY: I swear to God, I am
holding a butcher knife, and

if he comes through that door
before the police get here,

-I will use it.
-(pounding on door)

He's at the door.
He's at the door!

-He's here, he's here!
-(wood cracks)

Trent, you psycho,
I'm on the phone with the cops.

Just keep doing
what you're doing

if you want to spend the night
in jail again.

Why are you here?!
Why are you here?!

Why?! Why?!

-(screaming)
-(thudding, squishing)

It's not the husband.

They got the wrong guy.

(man screams)

So, basically, it's a twist on

"the call came
from inside the house."

Only it was a reflection
and there was no call,

so it's nothing
like that at all.

I don't know, a full moon...

maybe it was a spirit.

Spirits don't leave
muddy footprints.

You don't know that. What if
it was raining in purga...

Chimney, stop talking.

CHIMNEY:
Copy that.

(woman screams)

Go. I got this.

WOMAN:
Get off him! Stop!

-MAN: Get off me! Get off me!
-WOMAN: Help! Somebody help!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey.
Slowly turn around

-and show me your hands!
-My God, what the...?

What the hell is this kid on?

Probably bath salts.

It's a crazy mix of chemicals
that causes violent, psychotic behavior.

ATHENA: Step away
from the man. Are you hearing me?!

(distorted):
Turn around slowly.

Did you see a weapon?
I don't see anything.

I'm not sure, I don't...
No, I don't think so.

ATHENA:
I'm not gonna ask you again!

(electricity crackling)

(growls)

Oh, my God.

(barks)

-Athena, you all right?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

-I'm good.
-You sure?

Yeah. Go.
Make sure that guy's okay.

(indistinct chatter)

(sighs) Detectives want
statements from both of us.

-You want me to go first?
-It's all you, Chim.

Do I refer to the guy as
the perp or the face eater?

(chuckles)

(ambulance pulls away)

(phone vibrates)

This is Hen.

EVA (over phone):
Well, it better be.

I called her cell phone.

Who is this?

Palmar Women's
Correctional Facility.

To accept the charges,
please press one.

-Eva?
-(laughs)

Yeah, I'm out, baby.

No thanks to you.

Eva, listen, about that...

Relax, I'm just
messing with you.

I put you
in an awkward position, I know.

I apologize.

Okay, well, thanks
for understanding.

-How long you been out?
-A week.

I wanted to make sure I had
my footing before I called you,

so I got a job
at a small tax firm.

You know, it's just
an entry-level thing,

but if I work hard,
I can climb my way up.

That's great.

Um, listen,

you-you kind of caught me
at a bad...

Come over.

-What?
-Come on.

Come celebrate.
I want to show you my new place.

It's not much, but, uh,
it's got a bed.

(chuckles softly)

You're awful.

I know.

So come over and let me
apologize for being so awful.

Maybe I can, uh,

put you in another
awkward position.

(laughs)

Uh, um, listen,
I'm-I'm glad you're home,

and that, you know,
you're-you're doing well.

Um, I am.

But, uh, I got to go.

(exhales)
Everything all right?

Yeah, well, it is for now.

I mean, so far,
no one's questioning

whether or not it was justified.

Hell, I wasn't gonna
let that monster eat my face.

-(chuckles)
-It's gonna be a long night.

Back to the station,
talk to OIS and the DA,

and then, back here,
walk 'em through it.

Probably have to ride the desk
for a couple of days

till the DA is satisfied
there's nothing here.

I got your back
if they come calling.

You always do.

That wasn't your wife
on the phone, was it?

Mm, no, it wasn't.

Everything all right at home?

It's fine.

Fine, huh?

Mm-hmm.

ATHENA:
Mm.

Hen.

Now, you know I love you.

All right? Glass house,
all that jazz.

But my advice,
you let it go long enough,

ain't no coming back
from "fine."

Everything was fine
in my marriage

until the bomb went off.

Athena, I appreciate
your concern, but we're good.

Karen's not a bomb
waiting to go off.

I wasn't talking about her.

-TRENT: I want my stuff!
-KATHY: Trent, you psycho!

I'm on the phone with the cops.
Just keep doing what

you're doing if you want to
spend the night in jail again.

Well?

Right.
This just confirms it.

He had been harassing her
for years.

Oh, yeah, but don't you hear
the difference

between the two calls?

I mean, when she was
with her ex-husband,

she was upset,
but she was pushing back.

You know, she was fighting him.

And she called him by his name.

Tonight,
she didn't mention a name,

and it was completely different.

It was like blind terror.

Because she finally realized
what he was capable of.

It's dark, her focus is split
'cause she's talking to you.

She may not have realized it was
her ex until it was too late.

You know, a woman
with a history like that,

I mean, if a guy's trying
to break in,

she's gonna presuppose
that it's her ex.

That's not the guy
who came in tonight.

Look, it's clear
you care about what you do.

I imagine you're not used
to losing one.

I got to believe,
hearing someone die like that--

not an easy thing
to just shake off.

Well, I take over 200 emergency
calls in a ten-hour shift.

I don't just shake them off,
I move on.

'Cause there's always
another call to move on to.

-And I listen to every single one.
-(sighs)

And I know
what I'm hearing here.

Here's what I know.

All right? 99% of the time,
the guy you think did it did it.

It's my job to find
the evidence to prove it.

And my job is to listen,
and hear what people tell me,

and hear what
they don't tell me,

and hear everything
that goes on around them.

I'm telling you, the person
who killed that woman tonight

is still out there.

It wasn't her ex-husband.

You can go ahead and include
this and any other calls

from the victim
in what you're sending to us.

We'll consider everything.

-Okay.
-(door closes)

Well, at least
he didn't pat me on the head.

It's with the police now.

Well, you may not have convinced
him, but you convinced me.

I think there's something else
you should hear.

KATHY (on recording):
Yes. My name is Kathy Blake.

I'm at 837 Harper,

and my ex-husband
is outside my front door.

WOMAN (softly):
...about the restraining order.

You hear that?

-What?
-Here, let me dig it out.

Yes. My name is Kathy Blake.

I'm at 837 Harper,

and my ex-husband is outside
my front door.

WOMAN: Tell them
about the restraining order.

There's somebody else there?

KATHY:
...outside my front door.

WOMAN: Tell them
about the restraining order.

-A woman.
-Yeah.

I mean, I don't know
what it gets you, exactly.

It gets us eyes in the room.

I mean, somebody who can tell us

if Trent McConnell would
even be capable of this.

Because the only other person
in the room is dead.

So FID and the DA's office

will run their investigations
and present it to the board.

Until they make
their final determination,

you're riding a desk.

Yeah, I know the protocol.

Listen, Sergeant,
no one wants to jam you up here.

But it hasn't been that long

since you got off
restricted desk duty.

So just don't
give them a reason.

If they come back to you
with more questions,

-(phone vibrating)
-you call me first.

(sighs)

It was a good shoot, Athena.

I got your back, okay?

Yeah. Thanks, Jerry.

Yeah. Athena Grant.

ABBY:
Sergeant.

It's Abby Clark calling.

Abby.

So how's your night?

Oh, you know...
(laughs)

...a little unsettling tonight.

More unsettling than performing

an emergency tracheotomy
on a first date?

(chuckles)

You heard about that?

Yeah, girl.

All right,
what can I do for you tonight?

I'm trying to track down
a police report.

I need to find a witness
on an old domestic call.

-You got a date, address?
-Yeah.

October 29, 2015.

837 Harper.

Call came in
just before midnight.

So what's got you
unsettled tonight?

Home break-in turned murder.

I might have you beat.

I saw a man high on bath salts
eating another man's face.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, exactly.

Oh, man, I'm starting to buy
into all this full moon crap.

Still haven't seen
no werewolves.

Okay, I got a Kathleen Blake,
filed a complaint

against her estranged husband
Trent McConnell.

Yeah, that's-that's it.
That's the one.

And I may have
just found your witness.

-That's weird.
-What?

Nora Jane Curtis.

I had a P/R by the same name
earlier tonight.

No, wait.

No, a different Nora Curtis.

-This one's 30 years younger.
-Wait, I took that call.

There was a prowler
outside the house.

Except he wasn't outside,
he was inside.

She just didn't know it.

Looked like a creep and peep.

Didn't want to scare her
any more than she already was,

so we suggested she spend
the night someplace else.

Said she was gonna
call her daughter.

The younger Nora Curtis?

NORA:
This couch is fine for me, dear.

I will not put you
out of your own bed.

Seriously, Mom,

we're not having
this conversation again.

I don't want you sleeping
on the couch with your back.

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

ABBY: Uh, hi, am I speaking
with Nora Jane Curtis?

Yes. Who is this?

This is Abby Clark,
I'm a 911 operator.

I think I spoke
to your mother earlier tonight.

You did. She's here.

Are you actually checking up?

That's so awesome.

It's the 911 operator.

Abby?

That is so sweet.

I didn't know they did that.

Something happened tonight

to an acquaintance of yours,
Kathleen Blake.

Kathy? She's not just
an acquaintance.

She saved my life.
What happened?

Uh, I'm so sorry, I can't
disclose the details of that.

Can you tell me what you mean

when you say
she saved your life?

Mm, Kathy runs a support group

for survivors
of domestic violence.

She herself
was a victim of abuse,

and she gave me the courage
to finally escape.

She even helped me rent a place

where my ex couldn't find me.

Does your ex-husband know Kathy?

Yes.

She let me stay with her
a few times when things got bad.

What's going on?

Okay, I need you
to give me your address

where are you right now, please.

Oh, God.

Honey, what's the matter?

11207 Collins, North Hollywood.

The police think
Kathy was attacked

-by her ex-husband tonight...
-What's the matter?

...but I think
it was your ex-husband,

and he's been looking for you.

Oh, my God.

It's him, he's here. He found me.
How did he find me?

Did he do something to Kathy?

Nora Jane, stay on the line.

Okay? Help is on the way.

-Nora Jane?
-(pounding on door)

MAN:
Nora Jane!

What's happening, Nora Jane?

Nora Jane?!

-Nora Jane!
-He's in the house.

Police are two minutes out.

MAN: I told you
I'd find you, you bitch!

-(man grunts)
-I don't know what's going on.

MAN:
I told you.

You can't hide forever.

(shouts)

I'm done hiding.

-(whacking continues)
-(Nora Jane grunting)

Nora Jane?

Nora Jane?

NORA JANE:
I think he's dead.

What?

What happened?
Are you okay?

We're fine.

I was ready for him this time.

Thanks to you.

Good.

Good, well, help is on the way.

She's okay. Okay.

I'm sorry, did you say
there's something inside you?

-MAN: Connor?
-(knocking on door)

Connor, open the door,
let me in.

CONNOR:
Absolutely not. Go away.

Sir, are you in danger?

Is there someone trying
to get into your house?

No! There's something
inside of me. I can feel it.

-Sir, what is your address, please?
-Oh, God, it's moving.

I can feel it moving.
What is happening?

What is your address, sir?
I need your address.

Oh, what is happening?

There's a monster inside of me!

Damn it, Connor.

-Let me in.
-Go away.

-You're scaring me.
-Oh, you're scared?

I'm John Hurt in Alien
right now.

-Oh. Thank God.
-(groans): Help.

Connor?
911's here.

Open the door now.

All right, step aside, sir.

Connor?
Los Angeles Fire Department.

We can't help you
if you don't open the door.

(Connor whimpering)

Connor, I don't want to have
to break this door down.

(lock clicks)

Can you tell me
what you're feeling?

Something's happening.
It's, like, the...

like, the worst
cramping pressure feeling

that I've ever experienced--

it's like I'm gonna give birth
or something.

Oh, stop it.
We had sushi tonight.

He always orders the omakase,
but he can't handle anyone

telling him what to do,
so he orders more...

You just have an upset stomach.

If you tell me I just have
a stomachache one more time,

I'm gonna stab you
with your toothbrush.

I swear, I felt it moving, okay?
I felt something moving.

How long have you
been having the cramps?

Uh, about a week.

Yeah, I made a doctor's
appointment for Friday.

-Any other symptoms?
-No.

Oh, he's been having
a lot of gas.

-Shut up!
-You have.

I mean, i-it kind of builds
like an overture,

and then there's
a nice little tuba solo.

It's a tremendous amount
of horrible flatulence.

-(whispers): Paul.
-Okay, just lean back, let me have a look.

-Okay.
-You guys eat a lot of sushi?

He does-- about
four or five times a week.

I try to go carb- and fat-free
as often as possible.

Oh, same here. You guys
ever try the brown rice pasta?

You know, it's not that bad.

You know, it's a little gummy
for my taste.

-Yeah, I see that, okay.
-Yeah.

Hey, what's
your body fat percentage?

-I swing between, like, 50...
-Okay, can we finish

the most interesting
conversation of all time later?

-(muffled grunt)
-Does this hurt?

-Does that feel tender?
-No.

What about your bowel movements?
Any diarrhea?

-No.
-Yes. Why would you lie

to him about that?
He's trying to help you.

Okay. Sorry. Yes.

He has poop shame.

Okay. Just take a deep breath, okay?

-Relax.
-(groans)

-Take a deep breath.
-(deep breaths)

Oh, my God! No, no, no!

I'm gonna burst!
I'm gonna explode!

-(groans)
-Let's get him in the ambulance right now.

(yelling)

(yelling, grunting)

God, just make it stop!

Drive faster.
I feel like I'm gonna explode

-all over the place.
-All right, Connor, you're doing great.

We're almost to the hospital.
They're gonna do a scan,

figure out
exactly what's going on.

Th-There's something
under my leg.

It's just the IV tube,
all right? It's underneath you.

No, no, no, it's moving. There's
something moving under my leg.

All right, let's turn him
and check it out.

(whimpering)

-Oh!
-What?

-What the hell is that?
-What?

-That's a tapeworm.
-Tapeworm? I have a tapeworm?!

Wait, it's coming out of his...

Oh, I'm gonna be sick.

-Oh, get it out. Get it out!
-Oh, I can see the mouth.

-I mean, we can pull it out.
-No. No, no, absolutely not.

We're almost to the hospital--
they're gonna remove that

with the proper instruments,
put him on some albendazole,

and then we call it a night.

No, please, no.
I can't take those drugs.

They're toxic.
They put me on Flagyl

for diverticulitis once,
and it gave me severe heartburn

and turned my pee burnt sienna.

Burnt sienna?

It was brown!
Okay? It was dark brown.

Now, just please,
I am begging you, get it out!

It's all you, Buck.

Really?
So you have no problem

delivering a baby,
but this creeps you out?

Seniority has its advantages.

-Just get it out...
-Okay.

What are you waiting for?
Get it out.

I have to be careful, all right?

If it breaks, it'll crawl back
inside and regenerate.

-Oh...
-I'm definitely gonna puke.

I knew you didn't go from
a 34 to a 31 waist with sit-ups.

Tapeworms are an old fashioned
model's trick for losing weight.

You know, these things can live

-inside of you for, like, 20 years?
-Ugh!

PAUL: This is insane-- it's
like a magician's handkerchief.

Actually, it kind of makes
perfect sense.

All the sushi you guys eat.

It's like playing
Russian roulette with parasites.

And with the moon--
parasitic breeding cycles

rise and fall
with the full moon.

Will you shut up about the moon?

I honestly don't know
how you're so calm about this.

It's nature, you know?

-Circle of life.
-PAUL: Yeah, I don't think

that's what Elton John
had in mind when he wrote that.

Man, this has to be, like...

-six or seven feet.
-(groaning)

-Oh, God.
-You been worn down lately?

This thing has been stealing
all your nutrients.

How do you
know so much about tapeworms?

I tended bar one summer at
a surf beach in South America.

These are as common...

-as...
-(pops)

-(yelling)
-Oh! Oh!

-...housecats.
-Oh, God.

-Whoa.
-Congratulations, Connor.

It's a boy.

Abby?

Hi, Detective.

Ms. Clark, I'm, uh...

well, I'm glad I caught you
before you left.

I, uh...

Well, I wanted to apologize
in person.

Oh.

You didn't have to do that.

No, I do.
Uh, I had the wrong man,

you tried to tell me,
and... I didn't listen.

And I still can't figure out

how you put
all the pieces together.

I had a lot of help.

And...
I do think it was lucky

that I got that first call

from the intended
victim's mother.

Other than that,
I'm not really sure

how all the pieces
go together, either.

Well, we think the suspect
broke into the mother's house

probably expecting that's
where his ex-wife was staying.

-Yeah.
-And once he found she wasn't there,

well, he went to the person

he held responsible
for her leaving.

-Kathleen Blake.
-Yeah. We found her laptop

in his car-- that's...
how he got the address.

I mean, I'm just glad
he didn't do the same thing

-to Nora Jane's mother.
-Well, Nora Jane says

her ex always liked
the old lady, had a...

well, a soft spot for her.

People are strange.

That's one way of looking at it,
yeah. (chuckles)

Yeah.

Well, thank you again.

-Thank you. Appreciate it.
-Yeah.

♪ ♪

Girl, are you sittin' down?

I'm-I'm driving home.
Why, something's up?

I'm looking at this tox report--
you're not gonna believe it.

The face eater?

Nothing but alcohol
in his system.

No MDPV, no methylone,
methedrone.

No cathinone of any kind.

What? So this guy was just
out here eating people's faces

'cause he felt like it?

I guess he really was hungry.

I mean, his blood sugar levels
were low.

(both laughing)

There was a Burger King
a block away.

Girl, it must be the full moon.

(chuckles)

Athena, I gotta go.

'Kay. All right, you be careful
out there, full moon or not.

This is one of those nights
people act like fools.

-Yeah, you, too.
-(sighs)

(exhales)

You changed your mind.

-(siren wailing in distance)
-(Eva sighs)

You look good.

Freedom agrees with me.

♪ ♪

I should go home now.

So what's stopping you?

I don't know.

(knocking)

Hi.

So, I was driving home,

and I hit a red light.

Uh, and I looked up
at the moon...

um...

and before I knew it,

I was pulling
into a liquor store

to buy us this bottle of wine.

And then I drove straight here.

Did the moon
cast a spell on you?

(chuckles)

It's real.

It's gravity.

♪ And all the time
we thought we did ♪

And it pulls people together.

Mm, no, actually--

you know this, right?--

the phases of the moon
are caused by its positioning

relative to the sun

and the sun's shadow,
like, it doesn't actually get

-bigger or smaller?
-I don't think that's actually true.

(whispers):
Oh, no, that's definitely true.

-Really?
-(laughs): Yeah. Really.

(chuckles)

Um, well, even better.

You know? 'Cause... then science
got nothing to do with it.

It's magic.

Mm, nope.

Not magic, either.

(Buck exhales)

♪ ♪

Maybe it's not science or magic.

♪ I held your hand
until the light ♪

Maybe you just really wanted
to see me.

♪ The scars were on the back ♪

(muffled chuckle)

♪ And all the time
we were the right ♪

♪ Was it just retract? ♪

♪ And they can try
to put you down ♪

♪ Wear you out ♪

♪ Get you through the idea
of the luck ♪

♪ Well, I thought you were
the sweetest kill ♪

Let me take these off.

♪ Did we even know? ♪

♪ All the time, we get by ♪

♪ Trying to figure out
our lives... ♪

HEN:
People who are drawn together

don't have the protection
of the laws of gravity

to keep them apart.

♪ All the time... ♪

The consequences don't matter

when we're drawn
to one another.

All that matters is the power
of that touch.

Skin to skin.

♪ We get by ♪

♪ Trying to figure out
our lives ♪

♪ Like a fade-out... ♪

♪ ♪

But there are
always consequences.

Eventually, the moon sets

and the sun rises,

and whatever happened
in the magic of that moonlight

has to face the hard truth...

of the light of day.

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