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Previously on Yellowjackets...

Get away from her!

Is that your daughter?

- She's so powerful. - Move!

- Misty! - It's too late.

We gave It what It wanted.

That's seven shots of rail whiskey.

- I think you've had enough. - I'm trouble.

I've lit dicks on fire.

Hey, Principal Benic.

Our daughter was suspended for assaulting

girls with guts?

Oh, my God.

♪ tense music ♪

- Hey, you good? - What is it?

You feel anything?

I feel everything.

We're doing this? I'll go first.

You meet me out back.

- Excuse me. - Just run.

Hey, somebody help!

Come and get it, Bambi.

We gather to honor the child,

now with the Wilderness.

Shauna just spit in my food.

Fuck this.

No, screw all of you!

Help!

Help! Help!

- Whoa, hey. Hey. - Help!

- Please, somebody! - Hey. Hey, stop.

Help!

Goddamn it, Mari, knock it off!

If you're gonna kill me, just make it quick.

If I'm gonna k--

Jesus Christ. Pull it together, would you?

Um...

I think it's broken.

All right.

All right, listen to me.

Listen, stop.

Just, um...

just try wiggling your toes first, okay?

Yeah? Good. Good, that's great.

It looks like it's just dislocated, so...

you're gonna have to pop it back in place.

- No. No. - No, hey, listen to me.

It's pretty straightforward. All right?

All you're gonna do is straighten that leg.

At the same time, you're gonna put pressure

on the outside of your kneecap.

Come on.

No, I-I can't. I can't, I can't.

Yeah, well, guess what? I can't do it for you.

It's only gonna hurt worse the longer you wait.

Swelling's probably gonna cut off circulation,

you could get gangrene.

Hey, just do it. Now, go, push.

Harder, Mari. Come on, you can do this. You have to do it.

It's a boy.

It's a boy, Shauna.

I love you so much.

♪ haunting, atmospheric music ♪

Where is he? What did you do?

He was alive! He was alive.

I held him. I...

Why can't you hear him cry?

Why can't you hear?

It's you and me against the whole world.

♪ "No Return" by Craig Wedren and Anna Waronker ♪

♪ It was cool, nothing fire ♪

♪ Nothing broke ♪

♪ Keep simple ♪

♪ Nothing tired, nothing old ♪

♪ Same as you ♪

♪ Same as you ♪

♪ Oh, so cute, so revival ♪

♪ So alone ♪

♪ Birthday suit, just a smile ♪

♪ No one home ♪

♪ Same as you ♪

♪ Same as you ♪

♪ vocalizing ♪

♪ No return, no return ♪

♪ No reason ♪

♪ No return, no return ♪

♪ No reason ♪

♪ No return, no return ♪

♪ No reason ♪

♪ No return, no return ♪

♪ No reason ♪

If she was waiting till sunrise,

she'd be back by now.

She could be asleep somewhere.

Could anyone sleep after hearing those screams?

For real, like, what if those sounds

were something eating Mari?

Shauna. Mari didn't came home last night.

- Any insight here? - I don't know.

Where even were you just now?

Jesus, we don't have time for this.

I'm gonna find Mari.

Is anyone else in?

Shauna, you're coming with me.

I'm not looking for her.

Fuck Mari.

- I-I'm coming, too, Nat. - We're going, too, right?

- Yeah, but not with them. - Obviously.

Hey, uh, if you're going looking for Mari,

I still know the woods really well.

- Yeah? - Can I come with you?

- Sure. - You guys go up on ahead.

I need Travis for something.

♪ gentle, haunting music ♪

You should take even more today.

Travis, you heard it, you're connecting with it.

We have to keep going.

Lottie, I don't, I don't know. Shouldn't we help find Mari?

Hey... we all want Mari home.

But this thing that you're tapping into

is so much bigger than any one of us.

♪ dark, discordant music ♪

- And what is this? - You know,

I'm just excited for things to get back to normal,

and, you know, to put my family first again.

Shauna, wow, like, that sounds great.

- I love it. - Aww.

Yeah.

Oh, my God, that's really good timing,

with tonight and everything.

Tell me you didn't forget.

- Of course I didn't. - The dinner, Shauna.

Those hip little hotshots,

they're turning the Jolly Hitcher

into this fancy boutique hotel?

I score that contract, that's huge for us.

I got to impress these fuckers.

- Yes, yeah. The dinner. - Yeah.

You okay?

- Yeah. - Looks like you're trying

to think of an excuse.

What? Jeff, no. I'm...

No.

Callie ha-- um...

Oh, shit.

Well, I better get the door.

Nope. Absolutely not.

- Hello, Shauna. - Take your shit

and get off my lawn.

Company?

Jeff.

Thank you for inviting me into your home.

No, Lottie,

this is not us inviting you into our home.

This is us getting you off the porch,

so the neighbors don't call the cops

when they spot some Goop sorceress

rambling about the fucking tree spirits.

Call a car and go.

Shauna, I have nowhere to go.

I only just got out of the psychiatric hold

that you all called that night.

Are you kidding?

Do you mean the night that you tried to kill me?

You pulled all that shit in front of my daughter.

I agree.

I-I mean, Callie never should've seen those things

or have been there.

But it was Jeff who brought her.

Ooh, I'm gonna stop you right there.

- Do not, don't-- - Mom?

Cal, it's okay.

You don't need to be nervous.

Lottie was just leaving.

I, uh, I know you think

that we're on opposite sides here,

but it was a heartbreaking experience for all of us.

I was shot. I was locked up.

We lost Natalie, I lost my home,

my community, everything that I have built.

Well, I hope

that night has ruined my life

to your satisfaction.

Lottie...

Obviously, she should stay with us.

- Uh, hmm... - Um...

Yeah, Cals, I-I just don't think that's a good plan.

So, what, a friend needs help

and you're just like, what, "Get off my lawn"?

Yeah, she said that.

Oh, my God, Mom. Of course you did.

You have such "I want to speak

- to the manager" energy. - Cal.

Thank you.

First of all, I do fucking not.

Second of all,

Lottie, just, o-outside for... a second.

Y-You two, family meeting, right now.

Um...

Hard no.

That woman ran a cult,

she almost got your mother killed.

She can't ride this out on some, uh,

purple person futon or something?

Yeah. Agreed, agreed.

Callie, I cannot, in good conscience,

let this dangerous person stay with us.

Look, I love us, guys, I really do.

But if we're talking dangerous,

didn't you recently dismember your lover for some blackmail

- Dad committed... - Hey.

...then enlist all of us in the cover-up?

Is our family's scorecard not: murder,

accomplice to murder and attempted murder?

We pulled up to that place with, like,

five Datelines' worth of problems.

Mom,

she's unwell.

And I just feel like, lately,

a little forgiveness has gone a long way around here.

Are you kidding me? Shauna.

- No way. No way. - I know, I know.

- No... way. - I know, but-but-but...

...but what if she just stays for one night?

And then, tomorrow, we figure out what to do with her.

One night. One night.

We cannot leave those two alone.

- No, no, no, no. - And you can't bail

- on this dinner, okay? - Fuck.

- Jeff. - Huh?

This meeting, is it one of those things

where people say shit like,

"It's not a hotel room, it's an experience"?

Shauna, of course it is.

Don't fuck this up.

♪ Virtual insanity now ♪

♪ Always seem to ♪

♪ We have ♪

♪ Useless twisting ♪

♪ Da-da-dee, technology ♪

♪ Oh, now there is no sound ♪

♪ For we all live underground ♪

Thank you!

Taissa Turner, ladies and gentlemen.

Whoo!

Morning.

- Morning. - So, I'm actually

feeling a little bit bad about last night.

- The sex part? - No...

But the dine and dash part.

You mean the crime of the century?

And-and I loved it, but, um, also,

I will probably swing by there later today

just to settle up with our server

and, you know, explain to him how it was all your fault.

Oh, wait-- I'm sorry.

What? My-my fault?

Oh, are you selling me out, Palmer?

How do I know you're not wearing a wire?

There's only one way to find out.

- Well, that sounds like a dare. - Ooh, mm.

Get over here.

- Arms out, little lady. - Ooh.

Yeah. Got to frisk you.

Oh.

Where is that wire?

Is it here? Is it here?

No.

Ow! Oh, fuck, motherfucker! Oh, God.

- Let me see. - Oh, shi...

We talked about you leaving your dishes on the floor.

Very cool, thank you for thinking

about that right now.

Okay, on the count of three. Ready?

One, two.

Okay.

This counts as me saving your life again.

Ugh.

Fuck.

All right, let's wrap that up and get you to a doctor.

I don't need to see a doctor.

- It doesn't need stitches. - What are you talking about?

I could see inside your foot. It can get infected.

It's not gonna get infected. It's fine.

- Van, in your condition-- - No...

Please do not speak to me that way.

Yeah, no, I'm so sorry. I get it.

But... can we not take any chances?

Fine.

I will take myself to the fucking doctor.

Tell you what, mm...

You go to the doctor, and I'll deal with the restaurant.

No. Go away.

No, ma'am, I'm not gonna do that,

and your circadian rhythm will ultimately thank me.

Up, up.

Now, what you're looking at here is

the Tattersall Oopsie Daisy Tray.

Eggs over oopsie, boopsie bacon,

and this here is the Lucky Daisy Bottoms-Up Tonic,

which I do recommend you drink quickly.

It can sometimes burn going down.

Ugh.

No, thank you.

Some light calisthenics, then? Flush out those toxins.

I thought you might want to get up,

and then I thought you might want to, you know,

have a chat about what happened last night.

Which is of course, no biggie,

except that it did seem to me like what is sometimes called

a "cry for help."

And if it was that, consider it answered.

Hi, Shauna.

No. No, I-- No, I don't.

6 p.m.?

Okay. That sounds amazing.

I can't wait. All right, see you tonight.

What?

- That was Shauna? - You know it was.

Finally returning your call from last night?

Well, we didn't really talk about that.

Exactly.

So not even acknowledging your call from last night.

What is this?

The Socratic method? Just...

make your point.

These "friends" of yours,

I-I can't help but observe that they only come around

when they need something from you.

And are conspicuously

absent when you need them.

Times like last night.

Or, if you think about it,

any night over the last six weeks.

It's Wednesday.

On Wednesdays, you and I clean Caligula's cage.

Walter.

Sometimes I forget that you can't possibly understand

relationships forged in life-and-death experiences.

See, us survivors,

we're not sitting around keeping some petty log

of who needed what, when.

Our bond just runs deeper than that.

And while I appreciate that you're worried about me,

and your commitment to cage maintenance,

I am overdue for some one-on-one time

with one of the incredible women that I owe my life to.

So, uh, do you mind?

- I'm gonna... I'm gonna dressed. - Right.

♪ slow, intriguing music ♪

Where do you think she is?

We know that Mari skipped dinner,

and there's a ton of berries up that way,

so I say we head south.

Great idea. Decisive.

You know, if there's anything that you want to talk about,

I'm a really great listener.

And this is kind of like a road trip,

so we can share stories, discuss the issues of the day...

Yeah. You know, a lot of the time

when Travis and I went out hunting,

we wouldn't really say anything.

We would kind of quietly just...

Too many people have disappeared without a trace--

Crystal, Coach Scott.

Fuck Coach Scott.

Do you think that he's dead?

Do you...

definitely think that he burned the cabin down?

Coach Scott always believed in you.

I feel like he'd be really proud of everything that you've built.

Coach Scott didn't know shit about me.

We basically never spoke.

Oh, my God, I fixed it.

Oh, thank God.

Coach!

Coach, you can't leave me here.

How am I supposed to climb out?

I'll starve. Something will eat me.

That-that thing that was screaming.

I never believed you burned down the cabin.

What are you talking about?

- The cabin burned down? - Seriously?

It burned for, like, weeks.

You're saying you didn't even smell it?

Honestly, I've been staying as far away from all of you

as humanly possible.

Stay here.

Stay quiet.

But...

Hi.

Uh...

- Mom? - Oh.

It's okay. She invited me.

Oh, she's here.

- Hi. - Ooh.

I-I didn't know it was a dressy thing.

- I would've-- - Misty.

How are you?

Can I...?

Wait.

Is this an intervention?

Is everybody here?

What?

Did Walter call you?

Uh, you know, about, about my-my drinking?

Do you have a drinking problem?

I don't know. Do I?

Uh, Misty. Lottie's here 'cause she's staying with us.

- Temporarily. - Yes.

This family was kind enough to offer me a port in a storm.

Okay. Um...

Then wha-what am I doing here?

Jeff, um, has an important work dinner tonight--

Lottie, has anyone shown you where the linens are?

We have a terrific selection. Come on.

I'll show you. One of the perks of being in the biz.

- Please. - She loves linens.

Wait, wait. So, am I here to babysit?

No. No, no, no, no. Of course not.

Um... Oh, fuck, yes. Sort of.

I'm sorry. I-I called you because I trust you, okay?

Lottie just showed up here.

I cannot leave her alone with Callie.

Callie's already suspended, and the last thing I need is

her getting her head all filled up with you-know-what.

What am I supposed to do?

Well, Callie has some schoolwork to do,

so I guess just keep Lottie busy.

Keep them from talking to each other.

Yeah, okay. Yeah. We're gonna be late.

Okay. Um, thank you, Misty.

You're a lifesaver. I owe you.

- Okay, here, here, here. - Oh, thanks.

Right. Okay, I'll, uh, put this away.

And, you know, does that mean

that it's any less heartbreaking?

Of course not, but...

if-if seeing the way that Coach Scott and I ended things

with such grace last summer did help you

with your own breakup with Travis,

then I'm just so grateful

that I could be a guiding light for you.

Wait. Yeah. You know, you really were.

Really?

Are you making fun of me?

No, uh, for real.

Um, uh, let's-let's go this way instead.

I think that we might've--

Look. A clue!

Is something wrong?

No, I... I-I just don't think

that Mari could have set that up.

Um, must be one of ours.

Um, this part of the woods is a bust.

Let's head east.

I thought you wanted to go south,

in case Mari needs berries.

Well, there's berries to the east of us, too.

Come on, let's go.

Yeah, let's go.

♪ dark, eerie music ♪

Hey.

Did you need something?

Callie, I understand that you have homework

you're supposed to be working on,

so I'll expect a status report at 2100.

- Okay? - What?

And, Lottie, it looks like the pantry

has never even once been alphabetized, so let's go.

Let's, uh, let's set things right.

Come on.

Mari!

- Mari! - Mari!

Here, piggy, piggy.

She could be dead.

Well, then, she won't be offended.

And if she's dead--

If she's dead, Natalie's fucked.

God, she boned that so hard.

Not to mention, she wouldn't let anyone

go looking for Coach.

What kind of message does that send?

Yeah, well, she never wanted

to believe he did it.

I get that, but...

who else could it have been?

You think you'd be better?

Do you not?

Maybe. I don't know.

Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence.

Please, come on. I have every confidence in you.

But this place, it's messy.

It doesn't want to be governed.

What are you saying?

♪ pulsing, intense music ♪

That's Travis.

What...

- Travis. - Oh, they're coming.

- No, no, they're coming. No. - Hey, talk to me.

- No. No, I don't-- - Who's coming?

- Talk to me, Travis, talk to me. - I don't want to see them.

No, get away from me.

One, one, one, one,

two, three, eyes on me.

Hey. Hey.

No! No, no, no, no. It's trying to get inside me.

- It's okay. I know it's scary. - No, I can't...

It doesn't want to hurt you, it doesn't want to hurt you.

- It doesn't want to hurt you. - I don't want to-- No!

What are you doing, Lottie?

- Travis, stop! - Travis, stop. Get off.

Travis.

Travis.

- Hey, Trav... hey. - What are you doing to him?

- Hasn't he been through enough? - It's fine.

He's just learning to hear it.

Travis. Travis.

Hi. Ugh.

God, I just love this place.

Uh, we actually had the best meal here last night.

But you know what?

On our way out, we forgot to pay.

- You forgot to pay? - Yes.

I, um...

Well, my wife has cancer.

So...

so I just wanted to square up today

and hugely overtip for your troubles.

We're a cashless restaurant.

You don't say.

Okay.

Are you sure we can't just do cash?

I have more than enough to cover this.

It's a weird day, I'm just filling in.

Let me ask how to do this.

Hmm.

♪ dark, pulsing music ♪

What happened to your friend?

It's terrible.

He had a heart attack last night.

Mid-shift, right there on the sidewalk.

Wait.

Stop her! Stop!

Should I put this under "M" for "mac and cheese"

or "P" for "pasta"? Hmm.

You know, I felt responsible, too,

- for what happened. - Oh, well, there's shells

and cheese also, so maybe I should just put it

all under "N" for "N cheese."

And then I realized that Natalie's death

was exactly as It intended,

and it wasn't my fault and it wasn't yours.

I literally put a syringe full of fentanyl

into her chest.

You didn't do it on purpose.

And we were honoring It. Offering It what It wanted.

And just like always, It chose.

So, they just...

they just let you right out of the hospital, huh?

Oh, by law, they can't prevent me from leaving

just because they don't agree with my faith.

And...

outside of that, I am perfectly normal.

What-what a mess.

They have allergy medication in with the spices.

And what is this?

Dog antibiotics from 2012?

- You're angry with me. - Yes.

Yes, I am.

And I cannot believe that Shauna, of all people,

would allow--

Callie?

Is that you?

You can't possibly have finished all your homework.

True, but I'm home from school all week,

so it doesn't really matter.

I was actually thinking

maybe we could all hang out,

you know, sleepover style?

Yes, come on. That sounds fun. Yes.

Great. Who's in? Rum milk punch?

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

- Why not? - Well, because I am hungover,

she's medicated, hopefully,

and you're, what, like 15?

Seventeen.

And already in trouble. And your mother put me

- in charge of you, so... - Mm-hmm.

So...

This is not a time for socializing.

What is it you're afraid of, exactly? My mom?

To be fair, we're all afraid of your mom.

Come on. Why do you hate sleepovers so much?

I don't hate sleepovers.

I mean, I've technically never been to one, but--

- What? - Misty.

You've never been to a sleepover?

What was our time out in the wilderness

besides one really long, really cold sleepover?

So I'm pretty sure I got the point.

Really, I don't think you do.

Come on, we have to fix this.

Please?

Without you, it won't feel like a sleepover.

Okay.

But can we please-- let's take it easy

- with the alcohol, all right? - Mm-hmm.

Can we play, um,

"light as a feather, stiff as a board"?

I've always been really curious

- about that science. - Oh, yeah.

So glad we made this work. I love a tapas hang.

Is this your spot?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

- Nice. - It's totally our spot. Yeah.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

So, uh, Joel and Nathan...

- Yeah. - ...how did you guys start out?

We're just a couple humble motherfuckers, man.

You know, we started from zero.

Now properties from Palm Springs to Asbury.

It's a, it's a brand, it's aspirational, it's lifestyle.

We always say, "It's not a hotel,

- it's an experience." Yes. - "It's an experience."

I say that, I get it. I get it, boys.

Totally. Hey, hey, Jeff gets it.

So, gentlemen, I'll be honest with you,

I wasn't sure I was gonna take this meeting,

because business at the shop has been hot.

But I heard your vision,

and what a fit.

I think we have just the kind of inventory

that you guys are looking for.

High-quality, mid-century modern shit for days.

But you guys already know that.

We're all sitting here 'cause you're trying to figure out

if Sadecki Furniture can scale up

to fill an order this size on a Q2 installation timeline.

Right?

My friends, we're built for it,

'cause no shop in Central Jersey has the kind

of legacy distributor relationships I have.

And my installation guys are madmen.

They fucking live for this shit.

So, uh, anything to start?

Yeah. What do you say? Tapas for the table, please.

So, all of them?

Uh...

- No, um... - Uh...

I think we are just gonna-- we'll start with the ceviche,

- and for now, we'll just... - Right. Ceviche.

- ...keep looking. - Of course. That's the usual.

Yeah.

- Yeah. - Oh, oh. Hey. Tyler!

Excuse us, one sec.

- "Tyler." - Idiot.

- Huh? - Nothing.

Hey, can you just put the phone away, please?

'Cause I'm dying over here, and just feel free to,

you know, tap in any time.

I am just trying to get a Misty update,

and she's...

- Honey. - Hmm?

You are doing great.

You do not need me, okay?

Also, I don't know if I even want you

doing business with these guys.

The Joels are just like, ugh, fucking excruciating.

Would you just relax with that?

And only one of them's named Joel.

Oh, who cares? They're just, like,

both such bland little,

- ugh, Joels. - Okay, honey. Hey.

Phones at the table again?

Really?

Hey.

Uh, I will be right back.

I'm sick of this. Can we play something else?

Uh, yeah, of course.

We could play, um, Slap or Crazy Eights.

- Something other than cards. - Hmm.

Truth or dare?

Oh, yes. Y-Yes, yes.

I haven't played that since high school.

Well, exactly.

Why would Callie

want to play "truth or dare"

with a bunch of boring grown-ups?

The body count's a little high for you to claim to be boring.

What a great point.

Maybe we need another round.

Misty, you'd better catch up.

It's a little boozy for me.

Oh, I can fix that.

Did I see you found grenadine in there?

♪ Just because she can ♪

♪ Don't tell me to deny it ♪

♪ I've done wrong ♪

♪ And I want to suffer for my sins... ♪

Mmm.

So...

...where were we?

Hmm...

truth.

What-- seriously? No.

Lottie, you need to ask for a dare. Actually, no.

It was supposed to be my turn, and I would like a dare.

I want to know what happened out there.

Were you really going to kill my mom?

Of course not.

My only intention that night was...

to offer It what It needed.

I told you to give her a dare. Otherwise, you're gonna hear--

I want to hear more.

I want to know what "It" is.

Well, that's too bad.

Because you had one question and now it's my turn, so dare me.

N-No, that's not how it works.

- Go ahead. Dare me. - Fine.

- Chug that. - Well, that is cheating.

All right, then go slash your dad's tires.

I-I... I decline.

I should've known you were gonna get all lame on us.

I did not, and...

Fine.

Ugh.

Okay, Callie, no more "It" talk.

Now, you're suspended from school.

Truth, I want to know what you did to get in trouble.

Mm. No, no, no. That's not how--

No, it's okay, I can answer.

Some girls were bullying me,

saying that you all survived out there by eating each other.

That--

That is ridiculous. Right?

People have been telling that story

since the day we-we got back.

Exactly. So, did you?

Think of how screwed up we would be

if we had survived a plane crash

only to end up eating each other.

Oh, I do think about it.

Of course you think about it.

How could you not?

Well, you've seen it. In fact, I think

that you understand the way that we are

better than anyone who didn't go through it.

But, Callie, I-I promise you...

it wasn't at all like people say.

Misty. Misty.

All right, why don't you look more worried right now?

Truth, or...?

Tie that around your waist.

All right, I'm gonna pull so you don't

have to put pressure on that leg.

Here we go.

Here. Let me help.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, but you've already seen me.

I can't just let you go back to the others.

If you didn't even burn the cabin down,

then what are you so worried about?

Like the truth would even matter to that mob.

I know you guys killed and ate Javi.

You really telling me I wouldn't be next?

That's what I thought.

Now stand up.

I can't.

Mari...

get up.

Look...

I don't want to hurt you.

I just need time to think.

So we're gonna take a little walk.

We're gonna talk it slow

and I'm gonna tell you when to turn.

Arm.

Let's go.

♪ slow, eerie music ♪

Amen.

Amen.

♪ dark, tense music ♪

Misty, I'm just checking in.

How are you not picking up right now?

♪ haunting music ♪

♪ Knowing it ain't really smart ♪

♪ The Joker ain't the only fool ♪

♪ Who'll do any-- ♪

♪ suspenseful music ♪

We love a piece that just fucks, right?

Does your stock fuck, Jeff?

Um, yeah.

Uh, our credenzas are a regular fuck-fest.

Yeah.

- Hi. - Uh, somebody

left this in the bathroom.

I guess I'm just gonna leave it with you?

All right, I'll take it.

And just...

We're gonna need more than that.

- Oh, yeah, just for an example. - Yeah.

Is everything cool?

- What was all that? - Uh...

Nothing.

But, like... What happened in there?

Let's talk about something else.

Listen, Jeff, uh...

we love that you're not some chain.

You know? Y-You're a fucking self-made doer, just like us.

Sure, you're stuck in smalltime shit right now,

and-and obviously we're your lifeline-- Hey, you're doing

a hell of a dance for us, you really are,

but is this the right collab for us?

Mmm...

You know, TBD, TBD.

- Uh, hey-- - Joel.

- Yeah. - What does your dad do?

M-My dad, uh...

- He's retired. Yeah. - Oh.

Anyways, I-I got a question about Wiskayok.

- All right. - So--

Sorry. Excuse me. Um...

What did he do?

Uh, he was in real estate.

- Real estate? - Hmm.

Yeah.

Just like you.

- Oh, my God. - Well, that's good.

Any, uh, particular kind, or...?

Hotels.

Wow.

Oh, my God, what are the odds?

That's...

Two self-made hotel real estate men,

- in one family back-to-back? - Shauna.

Totally independent of one another?

All right. [laughs] Shauna.

No, I-I mean, this is hilarious.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

Joel, you painful little boner.

Do you really think that I give a shit

what you think of me?

I promise you,

you absolutely do not exist,

you fucking nothing.

You do not deserve his furniture.

Wow.

Yep.

Hey, Travis.

You okay?

Hey, you want to hold Mortimer?

- Hey. - It's okay, buddy.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

There you are.

♪ eerie, ethereal music ♪

Look, about what happened today...

- I hurt you. - I'm fine.

I tried to hurt you.

Travis...

...you're connecting with It, that's what's important.

Lottie, I can't. I-I don't think that It's--

Travis, we have to understand what It wants from us.

Otherwise, how do we keep It happy?

The thing is, um...

...It actually told me that It didn't want me.

What are you talking about?

Someone else here is already closer to It.

It's why the animals trust her.

Any sign of Mari?

Hey, we did good today. We'll try again tomorrow.

Hey, Shipman, have I got something

- you're gonna want to hear. - I don't give a shit, Misty.

I think Natalie knows where Coach Scott is.

Did you tell anyone else?

Mm-mm.

Good.

Don't.

Maybe he's wearing it to the party.

He certainly likes to party.

I did a lap, bare-wristed.

I think he knew there was a chance

his ex would be there looking.

We're searching for a diamond watch

because this douche cared more about that timepiece

than quality time with his wife...

Oh, my God!

Oh, God.

She's crazy and I love it.

She's scary.

It's true, but it's fun to watch, isn't it?

So good.

Oh, hi.

How was dinner?

Misty, what the hell?

I asked you to not let them talk to each other.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Misty.

Do you have a drinking problem?

Mm-mm. Mm.

Were you in urgent care this whole time?

Yes.

Hey, uh, I'm sorry I butted in

earlier about the doctor.

It's cool.

It was the right move.

Yeah, but still.

It is a delicate moment in your life, and...

mm, it's just not my place to bring more stress into it.

Um, some-some shit is our business,

and... some isn't.

Wait. Wh-Why is that funny?

It's not.

I-I appreciate that.

Thank you.

So, um,

- how was the restaurant? - Uh--

Oh. Um, no, it was...

it was good.

Uh, pretty straightforward.

How was urgent care?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Same.

Uh, yeah. Elevate it.

No marathons.

The end.

♪ mysterious music ♪

Oh, my God.

A-Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Why do you smell like coconut?

Why do you look so worried?

We, uh...

we just had an awesome sleepover.

It was amazing.

We just, like, let our hair down and...

bonded.

So much bonding.

And, um...

It was just--

- It was really good. - Sleepover?

It's 11 p.m.

And you're drunker than you were last night.

Oh.

Well, what have you been up to?

I can't believe Shauna let you drive home in this condition.

Well, it's because Shauna's not the boss of me,

Walter.

And neither are you.

My point is that a real friend would've called

a ride for you or called me even.

But once again, your "friends"

can't seem to even do the bare minimum--

Stop air quoting my friendships!

You'd tell me, wouldn't you?

If you were on drugs?

Oh, my God, would you stop?!

I cannot stand it anymore.

You're always fussing over me.

You spy, and you hover.

And you do me all these favors that I didn't ask you to do.

It's sweet, but don't you have anything better to do?

I mean, don't you have any friends?

I have friends.

And loving me means

loving those friends.

If you can't accept

how important they are to me 'cause, whatever,

you're jealous, then...

maybe we shouldn't even be together.

Misty, no, you can't mean that.

Please, please, I-I didn't mean to upset you.

I just genuinely care about you, is all.

Yeah, well, you're doing it wrong!

- Misty, please. - Come on, just leave.

You're drunk and you're grieving.

- Get out, go! - Misty.

What?

You're wrong, you know.

We didn't kill Javi.

We did eat him, but we had to.

He saved us.

And anyway, we're not doing that anymore.

Akilah's been raising ducks.

Gen's been hunting.

And they're gonna come looking for me.

And I'm gonna tell them how you set a fucked-up

Silence of the Lambs trap in the woods

and took me prisoner.

Is that really what you want?

You know, I'm starting to believe you did

start that fire, and I...

don't...

What's this?

- It's hot chocolate. - What?

How?

I found it.

You're welcome.

Mmm.

Mmm.

♪ haunting music ♪

Quiet. I'm just trying to think.

Just let me think. I can't think like this.

That-That's enough!

Stop!

♪ mysterious music ♪

Shauna,

tonight was really important to me.

I just--

You walk around like you're the only person here.

I get-- I get it, Jeff.

I do. I'm--

I know how-- I'm sorry, okay?

♪ Now maybe ♪

♪ Didn't mean to treat you bad ♪

♪ But I did it anyway ♪

♪ suspenseful music ♪

Get out here.

Hi.

Hi. Uh-- Hello.

Um, I am the person who found the phone

in the restroom earlier.

Was that you? Yeah, okay.

Great.

Okay. Yeah. Um...

yeah, so I'm just...

following up.

I'm sorry, I didn't, like, follow you this morning.

I just was really scared.

And then I couldn't sleep and then I happened to see you

going somewhere, and I thought...

"Melissa, it's crazy out there.

You should probably keep an eye on each other."

So...

did someone claim it?

Yeah.

I'm just a-a Good Samaritan

trying to do my due diligence.

No one has any right to my baby.

He's my baby.

Oh. Uh, no, um...

I-I agree.

Okay, what do you mean why?

I am not being difficult.

I'm just-- Look, look, look!

Could you just, uh--

Fine. Fine.

I'm sorry...

for everything that's happened to you.

Um, you are...

you're so resilient.

And that's so important out here.

Uh, yeah. Hi, it's me again. Uh--

Oh, really? Well, you know what?

I...

I would like to speak to the manager.

Everyone's afraid of you, you know?

But, like...

I'm not.

If you tell anybody about this, I will fucking kill you.

Oh, so someone did pick it up?

Thank you.

I will kill you, and I will gut your little fucking--

What did she look like?

♪ intense music ♪

♪ That girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood ♪

♪ She's got the hottest trike in town ♪

♪ That girl, she holds her head up so high ♪

♪ I think I want to be her best friend, yeah ♪

♪ Rebel girl, rebel girl ♪

♪ Rebel girl, you are the queen of my world ♪

♪ Rebel girl, rebel girl ♪

♪ I think I want to take you home ♪

♪ I want to try on your clothes, uh ♪