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[jolting stinger]

[crow cawing]

[soft, foreboding music]

[muffled upbeat music]

[engine revving]

[engine stops]

[man] My man's out there.

Just need that sign.

See, that's the spot.

Homie's got what we came for.

[rapping] Just what I promised at The Penny

Cut pure, no fenny

[Emily chuckles softly]

Bout to take your body on a pleasure cruise, baby girl

It's just...

crazy that he wanted to meet you here.

-This is Pig Hill, you know? -Word?

The Pig Hill.

Pig people,

missing women.

You're definitely not a local.

Your curves

got me distracted.

About to take you on an adventure, girl.

-[Emily chuckles softly] -[car door opens]

-[car door slams shut] -[music plays on radio]

♪ You was there talking to me ♪

♪ And trying to hang out With me ♪

♪ So when you see my glove... ♪

[camera clicks]

[music snaps out]

[foreboding music]

[knocking]

Homie, where you at?

[dramatic sting]

[Mick gasps, screams]

-[body thumps] -[Pigman squeals]

[intense music]

[Pigman snorting, squeals]

[Mick grunting]

[body thumps]

[Pigman snorting, squeals]

[Mick panting]

[Mick grunts]

[huffing breath]

-[glass shattering] -[Emily screaming]

[shuddering breath]

[shouts] Mick!

[dramatic stinger]

[screams] Nooo! Please!

[Pigman snarls]

[whimpering in fear]

[keys jingling]

Oh, shit! Shit! Shit!

[shuddering breath]

[choking]

[Pigman snarling]

[dramatic music]

[whimpering in fear]

[dramatic music intensifies]

[music fades out]

[gentle piano notes]

[clock ticking]

[pen scribbling]

[reporter's voice] News at top of the hour.

Sadly, authorities have officially listened--

[Carrie's voice] Towns like Meadville haunts you

like phantoms in the attic of the American dream,

-forgotten. Invisible. -[reporter] ...Saturday night.

[reporter] Footage shows Emily...

Desperately trying to be seen,

but condemned to the cold wind of obscurity.

The missing women are consumed by that civic curse.

Their voices and experiences cry out for acknowledgement.

I hear them

and I dedicated these pages to finding their justice.

[reporter] ...on the cause.

Everything from a serial killer to local legends of pig people.

Emily's parents described her as an ambitious college student

with a big heart and bright future.

They pray she is found soon.

Please contact authorities if you have any information.

[coins clinking]

[metal box banging]

[exasperated sigh]

[background chatter]

[passerby] See you too. Good?

Need a hand?

I'm running late, Reggie.

That makes nine women in the last decade--

Ten women.

Four in the last year. It's speeding up.

Those pig people are insatiable.

Reggie, just because I'm writing a book

about the missing women

doesn't mean I actually believe it's the pig people.

They're not real, okay?

It's just-- it's a stupid urban legend.

Well, Bone says you're lying.

But he can be a judgmental prick,

so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.

You're a certified prince.

You volunteering at the shelter tonight?

[Carrie] Yup.

Well, since you no longer believe in pig people,

I suppose it's of no interest

that Trapper Jon and I found a girl

up on Pig Hill last night--

pregnant and ready to pop.

Dropped her off at the shelter.

Pigs got her for sure.

That's not a rumor you should spread, Reggie.

Ugh. I can't open without coffee.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

[Roberta] The court order said you have to be fifteen feet away

from my store, you thieving fuck!

Sixteen feet. I'm golden.

And if I need a book, I'll go to the library.

You've been banned from there too.

I heard about your search history, you pervert.

You're lucky I don't call PETA on you, you whack job!

-Call penis? -[shouts] Not pe--

Get the fuck outta here, Reggie!

[soft background music]

[resigned sigh]

[Carrie] I had dinner with Julian last night.

I find myself-- Chris can be such a dick.

Let's face this together. Hello--

-[voice snaps out] -[door creaks]

[man groans] All right.

[door creaks, closes shut]

Trading them in?

Well, this place...

has not changed a bit! [scoffs]

Hi. I'm sorry.

Uh, this is... [chuckles]

It's all just a little overwhelming.

I've had a lot of old memories here.

[Carrie] Yeah. It's a true Meadville pastime.

Cash or credit?

Cash or credit?

Oh, right. Um...

[sighs] So my friend said

this is a great place to cut deals.

He practically insisted that I bring all my old books here.

Not that I ever thought I'd need to sell them,

but here we are.

[Carrie] You said you're from around here?

You don't look familiar.

Yeah, well, Conneaut Lake.

I just moved to New York City after I graduated.

Chasing that paper trail.

How'd that work out for you?

[man] Well, I went from trading stocks

to trading old paperbacks,

so... there's that.

How about you? What's your story?

[Carrie] I'm a Meadville grad,

but I never really mixed with the lake-rats anyway.

[Carrie chuckles]

[soft grunt]

And is your, uh, fella one of those lake-rats?

Oh, no. He's local.

He's civilized. [light chuckle]

I wasn't aware that there were so many books

published on the Roswell crash. [light chuckle]

Yeah, yeah.

Well, you know, I fashioned myself

after Fox Mulder in grade school.

I never did find the truth.

It was a Nazi aircraft.

The government tried to cover it up

so that the public

wouldn't learn about the Nazis in Antarctica.

What? Are you serious?

Yeah.

-Ah! Sorry. Hold on. -[phone buzzing]

Oh, shit.

My mom fell.

Uh, I... I gotta go.

I'm so sorry. I'll-- just leave this

and I'll have my boss work on a quote.

[man] No, okay. Yes.

Uh, no I'm sorry.

-[chuckles] No, it's okay. -And, hey... thank you.

-Yeah. Of course. -[man] Okay.

-Uh... -[Carrie] Okay.

[man whispers] Fuck!

Hello?

[door creaks open]

[somber music]

[phone trilling]

-[keypad beeps] -[Ben's voice] You reached Ben.

I can't get to the phone.

-Leave a message after the beep. -[line beeps]

Please, just call me back, Ben.

I know you check your voicemails.

If you want us to be over, I will accept that.

I just...

really need to see you, okay?

It's been 13 months.

[distant dog barking]

[voice] Piggy!

Come on, Piggy.

[eerie music]

[pig squealing]

-[gasps] God! -[drives shouts indistinctly]

[footsteps receding]

[meat sizzling]

[door opens, bangs]

Mm-mm. Smells good. [chuckles]

Have I ever done you wrong?

[Carrie] Not in the kitchen.

Oooh. Cold.

All right.

Be ready in about four minutes.

You, uh, you gonna take a shower?

No.

Um, I have to be at the shelter in an hour,

so I don't have any time.

[Chris] All right, then.

[utensils clattering]

[utensils clank]

Dinner is served.

[footsteps approaching]

You've been talking to him

this whole fucking time!

[clock ticking]

Baby sister, Ben is my business partner and my friend.

He's my fucking husband!

[sighs]

I have to get to the shelter. I'm just gonna walk.

Come on, I'm driving you.

It's late.

[whispers] Shit.

[whispers] Oh, god.

[exasperated sigh] Whatever.

[Chris] Jesus Christ, my eyes!

Oh, shit!

[Carrie] Have you ever heard of knocking?

Oh, God.

Decent?

I'm late.

I'm sorry, okay?

I should have told you that I was in touch with Ben,

but you saw it's all about the business.

That doesn't fucking matter.

I just want to know what I did wrong.

I just want to know why he left me.

I don't know. Ben has blue phases, okay?

He always has.

From the Gowan deal falling through,

the situation with you, it's...

I'm trying to...

I don't know, it's exhausting being in the middle of it.

But I'm sorry.

All right, let me drive you to the shelter.

You're gonna pick me up at 4 a.m.?

Phew. You better believe it.

Have you been staying clean?

[Chris sighs]

Damn.

I never should have got you interested in this nonsense.

You know, just being an asshole big brother

trying to scare you, right?

Worked beyond your wildest dreams.

[rhyming] Carrie, Carrie, up the hill.

See the piggies and the swill.

[rhyming] Oinky, oinky. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill.

All the piggies on Pig Hill.

[chuckles] Damn, such poetry.

Who knew my childhood rhymes would be so timeless?

Me and only me.

Let's go, kid.

[foreboding music]

[whispers] Jesus.

[door latch clicks, bangs]

[man] You know, you're never gonna finish this place

if a certain bartender keeps draining the inventory.

I hired this cute little blondie,

Emily from Allegheny.

[exhales] Disappeared on me.

Just like the brunette and the redhead

like every other girl in my life.

You don't think I'm the problem, do you?

No.

[glass clinks]

-Cheers. -Cheers.

[satisfied pant]

[distant background music]

[Ethan] Seriously,

with all your financial wizardry,

I mean, a guy like me...

could never own a place like this.

Thank you.

I know that coming back here after everything that happened

is not exactly how you envisioned your life.

But I just want to say that I'm glad you're here.

Thank you, brother.

All right. Thank you.

-Cheers. -[glass clinks]

[muffled sobbing]

[man screaming]

[glass shatters]

[man screaming, whimpering]

[man sobbing]

[Pigman snarls]

[Tula] The kids are okay.

The shelter gave us three months this stretch.

Should be enough time to start over.

[Carrie] How many years is Steve looking at?

If I testify, several.

I'm sure you'll make the right choice.

You are the only person

that is not pressuring me to testify.

Thank you.

That's still not gonna save your ass.

Oh, god.

[laughs] Savage.

You're somehow even better with this one arm.

That's crazy. [laughs]

You the helper, bitch?

Show some respect.

[Carrie] It's fine. I'm a volunteer here.

My name's Carrie.

You must be Paula.

Can I get a minute with you?

Alone?

Yeah, of course.

[whispers] Just a second.

-What can I do for you? -I need to get rid of it.

Now.

An abortion this late term would be illegal, Paula.

So you ain't gonna help me?

I... want to.

I just... I really don't know how I can.

Good for nothing, cunt.

[footsteps receding]

[door creaks shut]

[looming music]

[foreboding music]

[foreboding music intensifies]

[ominous piano music]

[distant whimper]

[distant sobbing]

[Carrie gasps]

[Paula straining]

[squelching]

[panting]

[Paula groaning]

-[walkie talkie beeps] -[Carrie] Code Red!

We have a Code Red!

[squelching]

[shuddering breath]

Look what you made me do, bitch.

Any doctors on site,

we need them in the bathroom STAT.

And call the paramedics.

[softly] Coat hanger didn't do shit.

[grunts with effort]

I can feel this fucker coming out.

It's-- It's still alive.

[shouts] IT'S STILL ALIVE!

Shh. The doctor's coming. The doctor's coming.

Promise me you'll kill it.

Just take deep breathe.

[screams]

Shh. Shh. [indistinct]

[Paula wailing]

[Paula screams]

[Dr. Beltrane] Move!

[Paula screaming]

We don't have time to move her.

I can see the breach from here. Hold her down.

[shouts] Aren't you the fucking shrink?

I'm still a doctor.

And I'm the best shot your baby has right now.

Don't move.

[grunts] I'm going in.

Don't. The baby's coming.

Don't move.

-Pull her down! -[Paula screaming]

Breathe! Breathe!

[suspenseful music]

[Paula whimpering]

The baby is coming.

[muffled] The baby is coming. Don't move.

Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!

[screaming]

[scalpel clinks]

[baby cries]

[Dr. Beltrane] Carrie, hold the baby.

She's losing too much blood!

-[baby cries] -[Carrie] Okay.

[Dr. Beltrane] She's losing too much blood!

[indistinct] ...for us, okay?

[baby squealing, cries]

We're not gonna make it to the hospital

unless the bleeding stops.

Come on! Come on, Paula!

It's okay. It's okay. Paula?

I told you to kill it!

[dramatic sting]

[baby squealing]

Fuck Pig Hill.

-[blood swishing] -[all gasping]

[Dr. Beltrane] Call the paramedic! Now! Now!

Oh, my baby. No!

[sobbing echoes]

[eerie ethereal music]

[ominous music]

[paramedic 1] What's that?

[door closes]

[paramedic 2] ...clear.

We're in Crawford County Med. Uh, ETA 15.

[ambulance doors shut]

[engine revving]

[siren blaring]

[Carrie] Holy shit.

Yeah.

[puffing smoke]

-Well, is it a pig baby? -Oh, god.

What the fuck is wrong with you, Reggie?

Oh, I'm sorry. Bad timing.

The worst actually, okay?

I just-- I really can't do this right now.

I need to be alone, all right?

[softly] Okay. Okay.

But wa-- was it a pig baby?

'Cause, 'cause if it was, it's evidence.

You-- You think of your book, you know.

You-- You can prove that they are real.

Not now, Reggie. Okay?

This could be your chance.

-This is a different thing. -Please.

Can you please just leave me alone?

I really can't do this right now, okay?

-I'm-- I'm-- please-- -[Chris] Hey!

Hey. Back the fuck off her!

-What are you doing? -Wha-- Ahh! [panting]

-I'm not doing anything. -[Carrie] Chris, stop it.

[shouts] Don't you fucking ever get close to her again.

[Carrie] Chris!

[Reggie] You won't see me again, okay?

-I promise. -I fucking better not.

Go!

Piece of shit.

-[Carrie] What the fuck, Chris? -[Chris spits]

[Carrie] Reggie's my friend.

You have no idea what I've been through tonight, okay?

This is the last fucking thing that I needed.

You know, if that piece of shit's your friend,

then maybe that's why you're so miserable.

Well, fuck you. Okay? I'm gonna walk home.

So, I don't need your fucking charity.

Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay?

Look, I just fuck-- I thought--

-[Carrie gasps] -What's happening?

[Carrie sobbing]

Jesus, hey.

Come on. What's going on? You can tell me.

Carrie, you can tell me anything, all right?

You're the most important person in my life.

[sniffles] Yeah. Well...

maybe that's why I'm so fucking miserable.

[scoffs]

[resigned sigh]

I'm an asshole.

Sorry.

Your pupils are saying that maybe you had

a little bit of help with that tonight.

How many pills have you taken?

Uh...

I'm sorry, right?

Look, you can drive.

I won't say a word.

Ben could have at least left the car.

[door creaks closes]

I almost felt bad making you chauffeur me around.

[softly] Almost.

Part of the job.

Big brother business.

[scoffs] Can we be real?

Yeah. Sure thing.

My meds have been late for months.

Have you been taking them?

Oh, my god!

What do you even get out of them?

They make me feel like a zombie.

I don't know, I can't explain it.

I gotta get down to get up, I guess.

Fucking unbelievable.

-Yeah. -[Carrie sighs in exasperation]

I'm sorry.

I think it's sweet that you care though.

Well, it's part of my job.

-[Chris] Mm. -Little sister business

[scoffs] Well, let me make it up to you.

I'll buy you dinner tomorrow.

Okay.

-All right. Good night. -Good night.

[footsteps thudding]

[pills rattling]

[soft, unsettling music]

[glass clinks]

[sighs]

[gulps]

[clock ticking softly]

[looming music]

[sighs]

[haunting music]

[eerie ethereal music]

[muffled breathing]

[man] Hey, there.

Hi.

Hi.

Perfect timing. [nervous chuckle]

-[man] Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

My-- My boss just came in with her offer.

[paper rustles]

Stud?

Roberta wrote that.

Um, we... didn't know your name.

Well... uh...

my name is Andy Korn.

-Andy Korn? [laughs] -Yeah. Yep.

It was my dad's first and last dad joke.

But hey, 30 bucks.

This is not too bad.

They could buy us a couple of drinks next door.

[romantic music playing on stereo]

I know you're married, okay?

I just don't... like to drink alone.

And to be honest, I really

[sighs] need to know...

about those Nazis in Antarctica.

[soft chuckle]

I mean, it's not a crime to have a drink with a friend.

Especially when this friend is buying.

[romantic music playing on stereo]

I... can...

close down the store in about ten minutes.

So have a drink ready for me

and I will tell you all the secrets of the universe.

-Okay. -[Carrie chuckles]

-You got a deal. -Okay.

[softly] All right.

[door opens]

-[sighs] Okay. -[door bangs]

[eerie music]

[eerie music intensifies]

[shuddering breath]

-[beer fizzes] -[drink gushing]

[Andy] I forgot how much booze you can get

for... [sighs] ...thirty bucks in Meadville.

That's cute.

[phone buzzing]

Is that your brother again?

Maybe you should pick it up.

No.

-He's in my doghouse. -[phone lock clicks]

He redefines

what it means to be a “protective big brother”.

It's more like overbearing.

And, um, how does your... husband feel about this?

Ben? Well...

Ben and my brother are best friends.

And business partners and...

I think Ben's always looked up to him, but...

I... honestly don't know how he feels

about anything anymore, so...

What do you mean?

[sighs, gulps]

He... took the car and...

left and never came back.

[softly] What?

Wow. Wow.

That's terrible. I'm sorry.

But my brother's really stepped up.

He makes me dinner most nights

and he always drives me to work when it's dark out.

And he tries to make me laugh. [chuckles]

Well, your brother sounds alright.

Yeah. Well, he introduced me

to the two biggest mysteries of my whole life.

[chuckles] My husband and the pig people.

-[Carrie laughs] -Pig people?!

Mm-hmm.

Wait... You... [scoffs] Those... [laughs]

...those alien pigs up on that hill?

-Alien pigs? -[Andy] Yeah.

[laughs] I'm literally writing the book on them.

-And I haven't even heard that. -[Andy chuckles]

It's always aliens with you, huh?

[scoffs] Well, it is my default assumption.

So...

[gentle music]

...how badly did you mess things up back home

that you're in Crawford County

hawking your childhood paperbacks

for drinking money?

Uh, it was spectacularly.

[laughs] Paint me a picture.

-[Carrie laughs] -Yeah, okay.

Well, I left here after high school.

College was a breeze.

Got great marks in Finance.

I was placed in a hedge fund in New York and made a fortune.

Met my wife,

got married...

had a son...

lost a son.

Oh, my god. I'm so sorry.

The marriage didn't survive and, um...

I got carved up pretty badly in the divorce.

As a parting gift she set the IRS on me for...

tax evasion,

among other things, so...

You're awfully honest for someone who commits fraud.

-[Andy chuckle lightly] -[laughs]

-It's refreshing. -[Andy] Yeah.

[Carrie laughs loudly]

Okay. Okay, well in that case, uh, two Jameson shots.

-[Carrie] Oh my. -Oh my.

[Carrie laughs loudly]

Okay.

-That was quick. -[Carrie] Thank you.

-[bartender] No problem. -[Andy] There we go.

Okay.

To... the pig people.

-[glasses clink] -To the pig people.

[Andy chuckles lightly]

Mm. Oooh.

[satisfied pant] Oh, never changes.

[Andy chuckles lightly]

[Carrie chuckles]

[background chatter]

[phone buzzing]

Um, uh, everything okay?

Um, I-- I should go actually.

-What's wrong? -[Carrie] Oh, nothing, sorry.

I just have to go.

[background chatter]

[Chris's voice, resigned sigh] Security called my office.

Ben is there. He's acting unhinged.

I'm gonna get him, okay?

Everything will be all right. I promise.

[phone beeps]

Carrie, uh, Ben, he's at the house.

Okay, I think he knows

about you and-- and that guy Andy.

[eerie music]

[somber piano music]

[muffled sobbing]

[distant police siren blaring]

Oh, god! [wailing]

[siren blaring intensifies]

[Pigman squealing]

[hushed background chatter]

[soft, mournful music]

[woman] I'm so sorry.

[man] Sorry for your loss.

You know I love you, right?

I'll always be here for you.

It's gonna be okay.

[distant sobbing]

[Andy whispers] Hi.

[clears throat]

I know I-- I didn't know Ben, obviously.

But I just wanted to offer my condolences.

Roberta told me what happened,

and I-- I just wanted to be here for you.

As a friend.

I hope that's okay.

I'm sorry for your loss.

[Andy exhales]

[Chris] Can I actually, um,

can I talk to you outside for a second?

Yeah, sure.

-[door latch clicks] -Thank you.

Uh, Chris. Right?

I know, look, I know we haven't had a chance to meet you, but--

What are you--?

She's burying her husband.

[voice quavering] That's my best friend.

-Uh, I'm sorry. -[Chris sniffles]

Look, I know who you are.

Okay, there's no secrets between my sister and I.

Showing up here, it's fucked up.

All right, you stay away from my sister.

You understand?

Yeah. Yeah.

[birds chirping]

[shouts] Get the fuck out of here!

Have some respect.

[spits]

[footsteps receding]

[door latch clicks, closes]

[forlorn music]

[forlorn music intensifies]

[door latch clicks]

[Chris] Hey.

There's plenty of room in my house.

I just...

I don't think it's good for you here.

This is my home. I'm not gonna leave.

Okay.

I understand.

Well, look, um...

Ben's half of Paragon goes to you.

So, once the, uh...

the Hopkins Medical deal goes through,

you'll never have to worry about money again.

Well, that doesn't make any of this any better.

I know.

I know, I just...

I don't want you afraid for the future.

And I want you to know that I'll never abandon you.

[Carrie sighs resignedly]

I'll be here if you need me.

-I'm so sorry. I love you. -[Carrie chuckles]

[melancholic piano music]

[envelope rustles]

[sniffles, then whimpers]

[forlorn music]

[otherworldly warbling]

[wet slithering]

[menacing music]

[woman's voice] Carrie, Carrie, up the hill.

Look what you made me do, bitch!

[woman] To see the piggies and the swill.

[Paula screaming]

[woman] Oinky, oinky. Kill! Kill! Kill!

[Dr. Beltrane gasping]

[dramatic strings]

[woman] All the piggies on Pig Hill.

[pig babies suckling]

[foreboding music swells]

[exclaims then panting]

[moans]

[panting]

[groans]

[whispers] Come here. Come here.

It's okay.

[forlorn music]

[Carrie's voice] Myth and folklore

drown the truth in darkness,

leading us to focus on the sensational,

not the sad souls lost in the shadows.

The only stories we should honor...

are the victims.

[Chris] Paula Davis, huh?

How's she factoring with all this?

Says she committed suicide.

Her last words were "Fuck Pig Hill."

I want to know why.

[Detective Onorato] Only thing I can tell you about Paula Davis

is we currently have a warrant out for her father, Red.

We always have a warrant out for Red.

Red blew up their trailer cooking meth a year ago.

They've been living off the grid since.

We figure Red started abusing Paula

during that time.

No evidence,

apart from that deformed baby and common sense.

Did you run a paternity test on the baby?

[candy wrapper rustles]

You said it looked like a... pig?

[Carrie] Yes.

[Detective Onorato] I saw a picture of Paula Davis’s baby,

and frankly,

it didn't look like a pig to me at all.

[Carrie's voice] Every outlandish theory

feels like a cruel mockery

to the spirit of these missing women.

Yet, denying the lore

feels like blocking a door to the truth.

Pig monsters have the taste for pretty girls.

Speculation runs wild and unchecked,

but never rejected outright.

Reality will be far worse.

-[glass shatters] -[Emily gasps]

My entire life, I've just been dismissed.

Like, you were this bright, shining star,

and Mom and Dad were always calling all over you,

and even Uncle Jack was, like,

completely devoted to you, you know?

-Uncle Jack is a prick. -[Carrie] But it doesn't matter.

With this book,

I can finally accomplish something on my own.

[inspiring music]

It makes me really happy that you're staying clean.

I haven't seen you this clear in a long time.

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

Haven't used since Ben, um...

[fire crackling]

[mellow music]

Get her up.

I can't risk throwing out my back.

I wasn't aware you were having back issues, Dad.

[Andy strains]

[softly] Okay.

What the hell?

Andy.

It's so lovely to see you.

Are Melissa and Thomas here?

I would love to see our grandson!

[laughs warmly]

[dad] Just keep telling her, boy.

She ain't going to remember anyways.

[Thomas giggling]

[somber music]

You don't do anything here.

We're just a roof for you.

[Andy softly] I love you, Mom. [smacks]

[footsteps receding]

[engine revving]

[Carrie] This is Carrie. Leave a message.

[Andy's voice] Hey.

I need to listen to something besides my thoughts.

I'd love that voice to be yours.

[utensils clattering]

So, what's this?

TKK?

Oh, that's my son's initials.

Thomas Kristopher Korn.

When he passed, I had it made.

Do you mind if I ask?

No, I don't mind.

Um...

we had a summer home up in upstate New York.

And uh...

it's more like a farm.

Uh... and he loved it.

He loved the...

the goats, the chickens, the pigs.

But he... [light chuckle]

...he especially loved this old tractor.

He would ride in my lap on it sometimes and, uh...

One time we went out and, and, um...

[sighs deeply]

...we fell into a sinkhole.

He...

He fell out of my lap and under the wheel.

Oh, my god.

I'm so sorry.

[Carrie sighs heavily]

You know sometimes, uh...

if I listened hard enough...

I can still hear him laughing.

I listen all the time.

But...

Uh, so how are you holding up?

[drawn-out sigh]

I am just...

trying to stay focused,

you know, finish my book.

No distractions.

[utensils clattering]

But I can definitely feel the weight of it all

just... pulling me down.

No, hey, fight that pull.

I didn't and it took everything from me.

Sucked you all the way back to Crawford County.

Yeah. [chuckles lightly]

What's the latest on the book?

I'm trying to find Red Davis.

Is that a pig person?

Figuratively, yeah.

He's this...

deranged meth head who abused his daughter, Paula,

really badly.

And it all happened on Pig Hill.

And he's hiding up there somewhere.

And I want to tell Paula's story

and through that reveal the myth of the pig people.

But I have to find him first

and the police won't look for him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, that sounds...

crazy dangerous.

You doing all of this alone?

Well, I don't know, am I? [chuckles]

Okay, I see.

That's why you're here.

You need a superhero sidekick.

I get it, these muscles aren't just for a show.

Of course not.

Yeah, all right, well, consider me bad guy bait.

[Carrie] I really don't want to put you in any danger,

so here's the deal.

We find Red, we go to the police, that's it.

Oh, yeah?

Famous last words.

[chuckles]

[car engine rumbling]

[Carrie] It's dark as fuck.

Can you leave the lights on?

-[crow cawing] -[car door bangs]

[Carrie] Welcome to Pig Hill.

-[Andy] Oh. -[Carrie chuckles]

[Carrie] This is the address of

Red Davis’s last known associate.

[Andy] I can't imagine any self-respecting pig

wanting to live like this.

[Carrie] Yeah. [chuckles]

Do you wanna know the sad truth about the legend?

[Andy] Eh, hit me with spoilers.

[Carrie] There used to be a leper colony here years ago.

[Andy] Oh.

[Carrie] And the locals called them pig people,

and then from there the folklore just spun out of control.

[Andy] Wow, you weren't kidding about the spoilers.

That's depressing and anticlimactic.

[Carrie] Yeah.

[Andy] But I'm sure you'll make a great book out of it.

You know, my two cents...

I really think you should lean into the whole

-extraterrestrial hypothesis. -[Carrie laughs]

-[Carrie] Yeah? -[Andy] Yeah.

[Carrie] Well, none of it explains all the missing women.

[Andy] Sure, it does. They're abducted.

[Carrie] It's just crazy.

Ten women have vanished in the past decade,

and they all have a similar look,

and the police just write them off.

There's, like, drug addicts and the transients

and... and there's poor Paula Davis.

[sighs] There's just so much to confront.

Something about this ground is cursed.

-[light chuckle] -[mud squishing]

And that-- whoa! ...is the book.

[Carrie laughs loudly]

Well, I'm excited.

You're excited about a pig farm?

-[crow cawing] -Eh, you know.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

More than a farm.

It's holy ground.

So what the hell are you city creatures doing on it?

Speak quickly, or I'll feed you to the pigs.

Look, the car ran out of gas.

[man] Let the lady speak.

Far more appealing.

[crow cawing]

We ran out of gas,

and we were trying to call for help,

but neither of our phones have service out here.

Nothing up here after dark except trouble.

And me.

But luckily for you two,

hospitality is my specialty.

Right.

Let's say we pour out a couple fine glasses of whiskey

and, uh, consecrate this new friendship.

Name's Giovanni Vendetti.

Pig King.

The Pig Hill farm.

Well, Giovanni, uh, I'm Andy.

And this is Carrie.

See that?

[crow cawing]

Now we're friends.

[menacing music]

[whispers] Yeah.

-[whispers] Okay. -[whispers] Okay.

[metal clinks]

This is my empire of pork.

[chuckles] Best bootleg bacon in America.

[Giovanni sighs with satisfaction]

-No regulators on this ground. -[pig snorting]

[Andy] Looks like you're quite the pig expert.

[pig snorting]

I possess the collective wisdom of over 200 years of piggin'.

My family's been running pigs since they fell off the boat.

Hey, what a coincidence.

Carrie over here, she's writing a book about the pig people.

[soft, tense music]

I thought you ran out of gas...

and were looking for town.

Yes, we came up here to do some research

for a book that I'm writing, and then...

[sighs] ...it just got dark and we lost track.

Yep.

[distant pigs snorting]

[laughs] My word.

You should've said that from the first.

Yeah, here I thought you two were just

looking for a stretch of land and some moonlight

so you could shoot one of them fuck films on your phone.

[derisive laughter]

Uh, let's have some whiskey.

Come on.

[bottle thuds]

Thank you.

You know, my grandfather, Santino,

took over this farm.

Now, that was a world-class pig man.

Shouldn't you be writing that down?

Isn't this novel supposed to be about my kinfolk?

Uh, well, my book is about the folklore

of the pig people, not pig farmers.

Mm, yeah.

That silly yarn about the pig-human hybrids?

[sarcastic chuckle]

Only truth

to that story

started on this farm.

Mm-hmm.

Angelo Vendetti...

was the first one to stake a claim

here from the old country.

Brought over his family and some prized hogs.

[pig snorts]

[Giovanni] The hogs were premier entertainment.

But there was one...

one special hog,

one... [sarcastic chuckle]

...well-renowned hog, if you will.

A big old boy by the name of...

Il Cazzo.

God blessed that pig

with a pecker the size of your forearm.

Impossible not to admire.

Only problem was Angelo's...

potato-brained daughter, Bettina...

[chuckles sarcastically]

...was the one who admired it the most.

Poor Angelo just gave up

trying to keep Bettina

-from running down to that pen. -[pig snorts, echoes]

That's horrible.

Bettina didn't complain.

Strange love affair that gave birth

to a lot of wild rumors.

Bettina and Il Cazzo didn't last long.

But their legend sure did.

The music of their love affair carried through generations

and created the Il Cazzo spectacles.

[crowd chanting]

To the pig people.

[glasses clink]

Why do you have picture of Red?

Well, I think it's time for us to go.

I want to thank you.

I want to thank you for this whiskey.

I asked you a question, girl.

I knew his daughter, Paula.

She passed away recently

and I wanted to make sure that Red knew too.

[sighs] What the hell are you two doing here?

And I want the truth now.

[Carrie] I told you the truth.

I'm writing a book.

What does Red have to do with Pig Hill anyway?

How do you know him?

I've known Red since we were boys.

Best hog butcher in this county.

Now we have shared meals, drinks,

and a hard day's work together.

Nothing but respect for that man.

Well, the police see things differently.

And so did Paula.

[Giovanni] Police don't know flapjacks from pig shit.

Paula was born bad.

There's a lot of sinister things in these woods.

And she's one of the worst of them.

Burned down her daddy's trailer.

Tore down his name.

Broke Red's damn heart.

I don't think he'll ever be found.

[shouts] And if you're looking for him,

I would stop!

Sorry.

[dramatic sting]

[Giovanni] I think this night is over.

[huffing breath]

[Andy] Thank you for everything.

Really.

All right.

[softly] Let's go.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[crickets chirping]

[Andy] Well, no Red Davis, but a lot of Il Cazzo.

[Carrie] Revolting.

[Andy] And pig sex parties.

What chapter in your book is that?

[Carrie] The chapter I fucking burned.

[engine revving]

[unsettling music]

[unsettling music continues]

[owl hooting]

[Andy] You know, they say they use this radio tower

to signal their home world.

-Oh yeah? -[Andy] Yeah.

What are your sources?

-[Andy laughs] -[chuckles]

-[Andy] I got a source. -[laughs loudly]

Besides, I mean, if I told you...

I'd have to...

kiss you.

[gentle, uneasy music]

[lips smacking]

[slow, haunting melody]

[music swells, fades]

[sighs, chuckles]

[lips smacking]

[Pigman squeals]

[Carrie shouts] No! No! No!

[Carrie wailing]

[foreboding music]

[Carrie panting]

[distant pig squeals]

[foreboding music swells, fades]

-[door banging] -[Chris] Yeah, that's him.

He's been following her since the funeral.

-[police officer] LAPD, open up. -Whoa, what?

What is-- What the hell is happening?

Sir, when's the last time you saw her?

Last night.

I... dropped her off at her house

around 1 a.m.

One a.m.?

Hey, what's wrong with you?

She just buried her husband.

[police officer] Her door's left open.

There's evidence of a struggle.

We can't find her anywhere.

-What? -[Chris] What?

She wasn't interested in you, so you took her?

If Carrie is missing,

I will do whatever it takes to find her.

Look.

Man to man,

I'm just freaked out.

Okay, if you know something, just tell us.

All right, she's the only family that I have.

[unsettling music]

[Carrie groans]

[woman] Welcome... [echoes]

Welcome to hell.

[fire crackling]

[unsettling music]

[Carrie] Wait a minute.

You're Emily Barton, right?

You've been missing for months.

[Emily] The sack's here to protect your modesty.

Enjoy self-respect.

Something you'll lose quickly.

[cage rattling]

Oh my god.

Yuck. Holy fuck.

The last thing I remember,

there was, like, a pigman in my house.

[Emily] It was probably one of his piglets.

-Swill doesn't leave the cage. -[cage rattling]

[whimpers]

Swill?

[Emily] That's the name the girls gave him.

You'll meet him soon enough.

He's gonna fuck you until you die...

[voice echoes] ...or give him a child.

[Detective Onorato] God damn it.

I told her to stay away from Red.

We didn't even see Red.

We only saw Giovanni.

Well, Giovanni is Red's only known friend, so...

What, do you think he has her?

Wouldn't be the worst thing Red's done.

Okay, then let's go get her then.

We don't know where Red is.

Well, we could start with Giovanni's pig farm.

We can't just start knocking on people's doors.

[loudly] Like you knocked on mine?

You need to calm down.

Now again, you dropped her off at 1 a.m.

and then did you go straight home?

I'm sorry, am I a suspect?

Everyone's a suspect until she's found.

Can you even legally hold me?

No, you were here voluntarily

because you said you wanted to help.

And I do, I do.

[sharp intake of breath]

I guess why I shouldn't be sitting here

right now doing nothing.

Am I free to go?

Yeah, you're free to go.

[distant pig squealing]

I hear him now.

[Pigman squeals, snorts]

No, please, please. [indistinct]

No, no. She didn't see nothing.

I swear!

She didn't see nothing.

-[thumps hard] -[pained gasps]

[dramatic sting]

[Mick grunting]

[flesh slapping]

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic sting]

[glass shatters]

[body thumps]

[foot pounding, head cracks]

[shuddering breathes]

[cackles]

[squelch]

[Emily cackling]

Looks like Swill finally got sick of him.

That piece of shit's the reason I'm here.

Had to take me to Pig Hill.

[suppressed whimpering] It's so horrible.

It's so horrible. No, please.

If you want to survive,

get Swill off.

I can't do it.

I can't do it. [sobs]

If you want to die a proud bitch...

Swill will oblige you.

[dramatic sting]

[car engine rumbling]

[Andy] Did you get any weapons?

-Yeah. Fuck yeah. -[Andy] Oh, great.

We need to find a tracker, okay?

Someone who knows Pig Hill.

Okay, um, DFW, Elks, Kiwanis Club.

[Andy] No, no, no, no.

Underneath the Spring Street bridge.

Well, that's a terrible idea.

[cage rattling]

There is no exit.

Well, we got in, we can get out.

-[Swill squeals, growling] -Swill.

-[Swill snorting] -He's gonna want some ass.

[Swill screams, snorting]

[gobbling]

[Swill squeals]

[Emily] Don't think.

Eat. You're going to need the energy.

[plate shatters]

[Carrie shudders]

[dramatic thud]

She just never would listen.

She's been obsessed with these pig people

since she was a child.

Heard some silly nursery rhyme from her brother.

[panting] Look where it led her.

Right there is Red's barn.

Pig people?

I-- I mean, I lived here my whole life.

I never heard of any pig people, Reg.

[Reggie] Carrie knew all about them.

Every campfire tale, every bit of trivia.

Such a smart young woman.

Her only problem was she didn't actually believe they were real.

[raised voice] Demonic pigs didn't take Carrie.

It was Red Davis.

He found out we were looking for him, and he took her.

Red Davis is the reason for all the missing women

in this county?

He's been butchering women for thousands of years?

I know Red.

He's a lot of things, but...

he's not immortal.

Thousands of years.

[Ethan chuckles sarcastically] I mean...

This land is a ritual pit.

There's several places like it around the world.

Areas that...

touch the dark

and call for blood sacrifice.

Hea-- Heard of the Nephilims?

[hesitantly] No...

What are they?

Creatures born to mortal women from divine beings.

Giants. Monsters.

Abominations.

God eventually cast their fathers

into the abyss

for their transgressions.

But the children...

the Nephilims...

remained wandering the land.

Pulled to areas of this world

where the veil to hell is thinnest.

And they can...

please their imprisoned daddies

with horrific offerings.

Imprisoned daddies?

[tuts] Great.

Well, I feel like I just learned about the Crawford County force

from Hobo-Wan Kenobi.

[Reggie] Our Nephilim look like pigs.

The Seneca dealt with them for a millennia

before we stole their land.

Look it up.

That's enough. Let's go.

Come on!

[growls]

Please, leave me alone.

Fear gets him going.

[Swill roars]

Swill. Don't give it to her.

I want it. All of it.

Please, baby.

It's not my first time.

And it'll only buy you a night.

[cage rattling]

[guttural growl]

[Emily screaming]

[flesh slapping]

[Swill straining hard]

[Emily moaning hard]

Take me.

[moaning, grunting]

Me. Only me.

[neck snaps]

[Swill snorts, grunts]

[Swill panting]

[whimpers] Oh, my god. Oh, my god.

[Carrie sobbing]

It's open.

Ooh. What's that sound?

[distant snorting]

Giovanni's pig farm down the hill.

Are you sure?

Vendettis are almost as bad--

[dramatic sting]

[Reggie gasping]

Why are you ones looking for me?

[Reggie] Relax.

This cleaver is razor sharp.

It will slice through your neck like it was a loaf of souse.

Where's Carrie?

That cute little split-tail you was with last night?

Both of you were asking too many fucking questions.

What did you do to her?

I didn't do nothing to that bitch.

Just like I didn't do nothing to my own daughter.

[shouts] None of you motherfuckers

will leave me alone!

-[knife slashes] -[screams]

[dramatic music]

[strains]

[Red straining]

[Andy screams]

[Red grunts]

[Ethan] Why's the guy still standing?

[Andy grunts]

[Ethan groans]

It's kind of funny, ain't it, asshole?

You get to die by a pig sticker on Pig Hill.

[cackles]

-[cleaver slashes] -[blood splatters]

[sigh of relief]

[blood trickling]

[cleaver clatters]

-What the fuck? -[gun clicks]

[shouts] How could you butcher Red like this?

[panting] Savages!

I will see you strung up for this.

[911 Operator's voice] 911. What's your emergency?

[Swill snoring]

[suppressed whimper]

dramatic sting]

[guttural grunt]

[chaotic static]

[Swill shrieks]

[otherworldly warbling]

[suppressed whimper]

[Swill squealing loudly]

[chaotic static]

[squealing loudly]

[weakly] Help me.

[whimpers]

Carrie's still out there, okay? We got to keep looking.

Yeah, don't worry about it. We got it now.

Reggie! Keep looking.

Promise me.

We'll find her.

[car beeping]

[car door closes]

[cage rattling]

[softly] Please, don't kill me.

[coughs]

-[chaotic static] -[Carrie coughs]

-[chaotic static] -[Carrie coughs]

[softly] I need a doctor.

[coughs]

[utensils clattering]

[chokes, coughs]

[guttural grunting]

[distant chatter]

[distant siren wailing]

[ethereal music]

[crow cawing]

[metal detector beeping]

[metal detector beeping continues]

[metal detector zaps]

[metal detector thuds]

[panting]

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[huffing breath]

Oh, god. This is a miracle.

Ca-- Ca-- Carrie. Carrie, ca-- can you hear me?

[weakly] Reggie?

Yeah. Hi.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

You-- You stay with me, huh?

Come on. Come on.

Here we go.

We need to get her to a hospital.

Carrie!

[unsettling music]

Get off her! What are you doing? Carrie. Carrie, are you okay?

Are you okay? Talk to me.

[shouts] Did he do this to you?

Was it him?

No?

[softly] It's okay.

It's okay.

[dramatic thud]

[Detective Onorato] See the papers?

"Local hero ends Pig Hill Butcher's reign of terror."

[cell gate clanks]

[gate rattles open]

[Reporter 1] Andy! Where's your girlfriend?

[Reporter 2] Where's your girlfriend?

All right, all right, all right. Get out. Get out of here.

-Get out of the way! -Hey! Hey!

You got a cleaver with your name on it.

-Yeah. Yeah. -[reporters clamoring]

Honestly, my memories just haven't changed.

I still just see the...

[cage rattles]

...the cages and...

[squeals loudly]

...pig people... and just--

[Swill squeaks]

...all that horrible murder.

[neck snaps]

[Dr. Beltrane] Even though the hospital released you,

you need to take it easy.

The hallucinogenics and the trauma have warped

your perception of the events, Carrie.

[Chris] It's gonna be okay.

It was Red.

They proved it.

I could unlock all of this with one hypnosis session.

[Chris] Keep your bullshit out of my sister's head.

All right? You're just gonna twist her up more.

I know. I'm supposed to see Red.

My mind just won't allow me.

This is a process.

You just keep making sure you take the medication I prescribe.

Your brother told me you weren't regular with it

before the abduction.

[clock ticking]

[door latch clicking]

-It'll be like clockwork. -[door closes]

[Andy shouts] Carrie!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa. -[softly] Thank god.

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

Are you the boyfriend?

Yeah. Yeah, he is.

[Dr. Beltrane] It's probably best

if you stay away

until things settle down.

Carrie is in a fragile state right now.

I understand.

I just... needed to see her.

I wanted to make sure she was okay.

And I wanted to give her this.

[necklace clinks]

[ethereal music]

You know how important this is to me.

[clock ticking]

It'll make me feel better knowing that you have it.

[ethereal music]

Thomas and I will be watching you, okay?

Thank you. [light chuckle]

[softly] Yeah. You're welcome.

[lip smacks]

[Dr. Beltrane] Today's session is over.

Carrie needs her rest.

-[softly] Yeah. Okay. -[Chris] You heard the doctor.

[whistles] Leave.

[ethereal music]

[footsteps receding]

[Andy] Look, Doc, I'm really sorry about arguing--

No, Carrie just needs a little space

to just breathe and reassemble herself.

Yeah. Well, someone should tell him that.

Well, I've been in communication with the shelter

about getting Carrie a room there.

It'll give her protection from the media

and... [whispers] ...overbearing brothers.

That sounds great.

Yeah, well, let's hope Chris doesn't sabotage it.

He micromanages everything.

[squeals loudly]

[Emily's voice] He's gonna fuck you until you die.

[metal rattling]

[dramatic sting]

[high-pitched ringing]

Mm. [whimpers softly]

[high-pitched ringing]

[guttural roaring]

[Carrie gasps]

[otherworldly warbling]

[menacing music]

[lamp clicks]

[Carrie] My memories just aren't changing.

I know it doesn't make any sense,

but what if these things are really out there?

[clock ticking]

-[Dr. Beltrane sighs] -[knock on door]

[door creaks open]

What is this, a fucking open-door policy?

Carrie's clothes were found inside of Red's barn.

This may be where she was held.

Is she strong enough to come with us, Doc?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you kidding me?

Look, take photos, okay?

-She can't go with you. -No, I can do it.

I'll go.

Okay, the car's outside waiting. Let's go.

We're gonna be with you.

[clock ticking]

[unsettling music]

[crow cawing]

[distant crow cawing]

[uneasy music]

[camera shutters]

[background chatter]

[FBI] Right through here.

[background chatter]

Look familiar, Carrie?

Dogs found this on the compound.

Looks like where Red had you stashed.

A lot of evidence around...

blood, bones...

[Ziplock rattles]

We think it'll match up with the other missing women.

Are you sure you want to do this?

I have to.

Is this where Red had you?

[ethereal music]

[guttural squealing]

[chaotic static]

[guttural roaring]

[building crescendo]

[Emily screams]

[exasperated sigh]

Carrie, you okay?

I remember. [sighs]

Good. Good. What do you remember?

It was just a flash, but...

I think this is where they had me.

I don't know. This is --

It just disappeared.

Carrie...

your memories are just underneath the surface.

I talked to the shelter,

and they reserved a room for you.

It'll be totally secure,

and we can start on specialized therapy tonight

to retrieve your memories.

We already discussed this, okay?

I don't want her having to relive this trauma.

Well, will it help?

[Dr. Beltrane] I know it will.

These memories are pleading to come out.

Okay. But only if I can be there.

Guests are only allowed in the visiting area.

No. I don't trust you.

But I do.

Look, it's-- It's just a lot, right?

I'm just worried about you. [speaks indistinctly]

I have to do this.

[soft, unsettling music]

You've always been so brave.

If you need to do it, then it's done.

[lighter flicking]

Are you ready?

[candle cup clattering]

-I think so, yeah. -Okay.

Just like we talked about, you're gonna follow this.

[metronome softly scraping, swirling]

Okay.

[deep breaths]

[tense music]

[unsettling music]

[Dr. Beltrane] Tell me what I need to know.

[metronome ticking]

[whispers indistinctly]

[squealing]

[clock ticking]

Tell me about the cages.

[metronome ticking]

[foreboding music]

Tell me what he has done.

[chaotic static]

[intense, eerie music]

[pig mask thuds, echoes]

[flame crackling]

[moans softly]

[metronome ticking]

[dramatic strings]

[Chris growling softly]

[building crescendo]

[softly] He was there.

[metronome ticking]

[softly] He's in pain.

He's tortured.

[metronome ticking]

[softly] He's my constant...

guiding... demon.

[guttural snorting]

[weakly] He's the pig.

[menacing music]

And we're bringing you back.

[dramatic music]

-[dramatic music fades] -[Carrie sighs]

What happened?

We need to call the police immediately.

[somber, ethereal music]

Dude, what-- what happened?

I don't know.

-[door bangs] -[phone beeps]

We need to lock down the floor.

[keys jingling]

[door slams]

[lock clicks]

I shouldn't have to explain.

He's out there.

No! You need to apprehend him.

[dramatic music]

Someone needs to do something now.

[guttural roaring]

[Chris strains]

[intense dramatic music]

[Dr. Beltrane grunting]

[Dr. Beltrane straining, grunting]

[head banging on sink] [grunting]

[intense dramatic music continues]

[intense dramatic music continues]

♪ Come with me Through the darkness ♪

♪ Come with me Through the light ♪

♪ Follow me on endless dreams ♪

♪ Come and see the light ♪

♪ Walk with me Through the doorway ♪

♪ A flight of endless delight ♪

♪ Headless steeds With jet-black wings ♪

[thump]

[music fades out]

[doorknob rattles]

[keys jingling]

[tense music]

[Carrie exhales shakily]

[Carrie screams]

[glass shatters]

[Carrie straining]

[Carrie choking, coughing]

[building crescendo]

[music snaps out]

Your phone. Check your phone.

[whispers] Right.

[Andy] Chris.

[Ethan] That motherfucker poisoned your parents.

Carrie.

-We got to go. -Yeah. We got to go.

[tires screeching]

Officer!

Hey! Hey! [bang on car window]

[shotgun cocks]

[shouts] No!

[shotgun cocks]

[both straining]

[shotgun fires]

[Andy coughs]

-[shotgun thudding] -[Andy grunting]

[screams]

-[shotgun thuds] -[Andy grunts]

[shotgun cocks]

You, too?

[shouts] Murder! Murder! Murder!

-[shotgun cocks] -[mutters] Fuck!

-[Reggie] Murder! -Fuck it!

[shouts] Help!

-[engine revving] -[Reggie] Please.

-[tires screeching] -[Reggie] Murder!

Help!

Help!

-[police siren blaring] -Fuck you, you fucking fool!

[police siren blaring]

[groans softly]

[Dr. Beltrane's voice] We need to put an APB on Chris...

[indistinct dialogue]

He is the Pig Hill Butcher.

[eerie static]

[Dr. Beltrane] I repeat, he is the Pig Hill Butcher.

[dramatic stinger]

[police siren blaring]

Oh. [moaning weakly]

Have you been drugging me this whole time?

[Chris] Just a little bit, Carrie.

It's not so bad.

Never knew I was a drug dealer, huh?

Medical supply game got me in touch

with some interesting pharmaceutical reps.

[police siren blaring]

Oh, Ben knew.

Ben knew too much.

Sorry.

Um, I think something went wrong.

I don't know. I'm--

I think this-- He wouldn't do this

-so, I think something's wrong, -[shushes]

because I don't think he would do that, so...

[Dr. Beltrane] Your brother has been abusing you

since you were a small child.

He was forcing disassociation in your mind.

He was creating faults in your mental fabric--

Mm-mm.

[Dr. Beltrane] Feeding you myth to fuel false memories,

to shield you from the horrible reality

that he was perpetrating.

He used the trauma of Paula Davis and Ben's death

to submerge you into his fantasy world.

Textbook trauma-based mind control.

[thuds] Oh, fuck!

I almost pulled it off, too.

[echoes] Framed Red.

Saved the fucking day.

You're just too clever, little sister.

[moans weakly]

I th-- Sorry. I-- I just--

I think this is fucking crazy, and I wouldn't--

You know it's true.

[chaotic static]

[squeals]

All of the memories are now--

[guttural grunts]

[chaotic static]

There are no pig monsters capturing women.

[gasps weakly]

Red Davis wasn't a serial killer.

Your brother is responsible, and he's free.

[Chris] You had a real toxic circle of friends, Carrie.

Fucking Beltrane getting in your head.

Fucking everything up.

And that fuckboy Andy coming on to you.

Right when I had everything at the right place.

[police siren blaring]

[Chris] That fucking bum Reggie.

Should've saved a bullet for him.

I was supposed to find you on the Hill and save you.

I'm your hero.

It's okay. It's okay.

There's still time.

There's still time to make it right.

[police siren blaring]

[foreboding music]

[car zooming]

[foreboding music intensifies]

[car door opens]

[sighs]

[car door shuts]

[Chris distant voice] Come on.

I got you.

[Carrie moaning weakly] No. No. No.

[Chris distant voice] I got you, little sister.

[Chris strains]

[Carrie moaning weakly] No. No. No.

[dramatic music]

[faint thunder claps]

[thrilling music]

[thrilling music continues]

[Chris' voice] Remember Uncle Jack's house?

Mom and Dad never let you come here, but...

[whistles] Well, they sure let me.

[Carrie moaning weakly]

[Chris] You were always so jealous about Uncle Jack

-and that money. -[Carrie moaning weakly]

I promise you wouldn't like to ever see it.

[Carrie moaning weakly]

I protected you from so much.

Did anybody protect me?

[crowd chatter, whoops]

Nah.

Nah, I was...

thrown to the wolves. [chuckles]

[soft, unsettling music]

[box clatters]

Judges.

Cub Scout leaders.

Little League coaches.

Susie from the record store?

They were all here.

Like some kind of hunting camp.

[sniffles]

You want to see what they did to me?

Started when I was five.

You think you're obsessed with life's mysteries, Carrie?

You ever heard of the Book of Smokeless Fire?

Aleister Crowley?

Uncle Jack and his friends were feigns.

Called themselves

"Voyagers on the Sea of Unredeemable Pursuits."

Right here in this place,

they smoked a cigar.

Passed me around like a basket of fucking breadsticks

in an all-you-can-eat buffet!

[chair clatters]

But I always kept you away.

[Chris groans]

When they got bored of me...

they brought other kids.

[guttural grunting]

I saw the mind games,

how they programmed these kids and me.

They could just snap their fingers

and make us change personalities.

[moans weakly]

They did introduce me to my best friend.

Ben was one of the kids.

[pained groan]

Little shy kid from a broken home.

They had him so twisted up.

[grunts]

Never stood a chance, really.

[Carrie moans weakly]

[door latch clicks]

[unsettling music]

[Carrie moaning weakly]

[Chris grunt softly] I got you.

[whispers] Here we are.

A little trip down memory lane here.

[Carrie moans weakly]

[eerie dramatic music]

[Swill roaring]

[moans weakly]

[weakly] It was never Red's place...

it was yours.

Yeah.

This is where I had you.

[Carrie coughs]

Where I had them all.

[dramatic stinger intensifies]

[music snaps out]

[weakly] You killed those people in front of me.

[whispers] Yeah.

-Yeah, I did. -[Carrie gasps weakly]

I'm sorry.

-[squealing, struggling] -[pigman chokes]

Just like Uncle Jack did to my soul.

[softly] See?

You've always been my shining star, Carrie.

Nice and easy.

You're okay. You're okay.

I mean, hell...

I sacrificed my best friend for you.

[Carrie moans weakly]

[weakly] Ben?

Yeah.

Yeah, poor, poor Ben.

You see, uh...

I had him to marry you.

So you would stay close to me.

Ben never really loved you.

He was always in love with me.

I would ask him how it was.

Wanted to hear all the details.

But don't worry about Ben.

He had a good life.

But it was time.

And, uh...

he didn't hesitate

when I told him to... [clicks tongue]

[gasps weakly]

[Chris] Gotta love him for that.

Wait here. One second.

[broken plate clanks]

[plate shatters]

[Swill squealing]

Remember this?

See those sick fucks twisted my head.

I mean, was just a little kid,

you know, I didn't know what to do with my feelings.

So, I tried to make you believe in the fucking pig people.

[sniffles]

I was never

as truly cruel to you,

as they were to me.

[whispers] You have to know that I just...

want to protect you.

Okay? From them.

Shit, from the whole world.

Uncle Jack, he wanted you.

Everyone did.

[panting]

You had to know what I did,

what I went through to keep you safe, okay?

It was all for your own good, okay?

All of it...

because I saved you.

You hear me?

I saved you.

You have to know that.

[kisses]

Now I need you...

I need you to save me.

See...

you're the only person that really understands me, Carrie.

My whole life, it's just been you and me.

You knew who I was before all this.

And we have a shared destiny.

God paired us.

Baby sister, you and I...

we're meant for each other.

[moans weakly]

You see...

it's in our blood.

[menacing music]

[jolting stinger]

I don't want it to go this way.

[panting]

Even if we're only alive for another hour...

[distorted stinger]

[panting] ...I need you to want me.

Be with me, baby sister.

I know you love me.

I can see it in your eyes.

I always have.

[chuckles]

You know, you're the love of my life.

[kisses] I know you love me.

Tell me you love me one more time.

[kissing]

-Fuck no! -[Chris screams]

[building crescendo]

[Chris shouts] No!

-Carrie! -[Carrie whimpers]

[Chris] Don't do this!

Don't do this!

Please, I can't--

[grunts] No!

This wasn't supposed to happen. Please!

Carrie, you have to understand--

-[body thumps] -[groans]

[whimpers]

My life has been devoted to you, okay?

I love you, please.

[sobbing] No sympathy.

[sobbing] No mercy.

Carrie... Carrie...

[rhyming] ...up the hill...

to see the piggies in the swill.

[sobbing] Oinky, oinky.

-Kill! Kill! Kill! -I did this...

[sobbing] All the piggies on Pig Hill.

...for us!

[screams maniacally]

You live like a pig,

you die like a pig!

[wailing]

[stone hammer thudding]

[chaotic static]

[dramatic music]

[stone hammer clanks]

[dramatic music intensifies]

[dramatic music continues]

[chaotic static]

[music fades out]

["We Are The Monsters" playing]

♪ Broken, my obsessions ♪

♪ Got me bleeding out Through open veins ♪

♪ Cuts from my depression ♪

♪ Wake the ghosts of those I could not save ♪

♪ Faceless, feeble-minded ♪

♪ Rotting out behind Old parking lots ♪

♪ Renovations over leaving ♪

♪ Nothing but the time We got or lost ♪

♪ You can save me ♪

♪ We can run away ♪

♪ Into the nighttime ♪

♪ Where all the monsters Are making meals ♪

♪ From those who stayed ♪

♪ It's the last line ♪

♪ Our institutions thrive ♪

♪ Hating the angry And calling the broken ♪

♪ To open up their cold Dead eyes ♪

♪ We are, we are the ♪

♪ We are the monsters And our time has come ♪

♪ Moonlight over water ♪

♪ Smoke-filled skies From crematoriums ♪

♪ Simple lives are slaughtered ♪

♪ Blame the pages of Fangoria ♪

♪ Ignorance is dulling To my senses ♪

♪ And we've had enough ♪

♪ Send us to our climax ♪

♪ To the place where we're The only ones asleep ♪

♪ You can save me ♪

♪ We can run away ♪

♪ Into the nighttime ♪

♪ Where all the monsters Making meals ♪

♪ From those who stayed ♪

♪ It's the last line ♪

♪ Our institutions thrive ♪

♪ Hating the angry ♪

♪ And calling the broken ♪

♪ To open up their cold Dead eyes ♪

♪ We are ♪

♪ We are the ♪

♪ We are the monsters And our time has come ♪

♪ We are ♪

♪ We are the ♪

♪ We are the monsters And our time has come ♪

[Swill's voice] Piggy.

Come on, Piggy.

Swiiiiiiiiilllll!

[pig squealing, echoing]

[slow, haunting melody]

[slow haunting melody intensifies]

[slow haunting melody continues]

[music fades]

[unsettling music]