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Previously on Chapelwaite...
Did you stray?
- Is it your child? - It is.
I should drag you out into the street
and beat you like a dog.
Take your belongingsand go.
Mary sleeps most of the day.
She fears direct sunlight.
- You're dying, George.
I can save you.
Drink from me.
Jakub is out there.
Sweet Jesus.
Tonight will reveal much about ourselves.
Here they come!
There will be times when you lose heart.
Everything I thought I was is gone.
You want to quit.
They're everywhere!
Do not.
It can't be. Is it really you?
Tane? Come with me.
They're leaving.
I had to do it, Father.
She said it would make them stop.
Who said that? Make what stop?
Loa.
I gave her the book.
Loa!
Whoa...
Whoa...
De Vermis Mysteriis.
You have this child to thank.
Praise her.
Why do you not do as you are told?
She succeeded where so many have failed.
Praise her.
You see?
They welcome you to Jerusalem's Lot.
Enter.
What is this place?
Your new home.
Why is the book so important to you?
Ah, it is more than just a book.
It is a key.
To the Gates of Darkness.
Soon, we will love in a world without light.
A world of endless feed.
With mankind...
as our livestock.
What will become of my family?
Will they be "livestock" too?
We are your family.
But what about my brother and sister?
I gave you the book.
We made a bargain.
Did I not honor it?
I spared the lives of those in Chapelwaite.
Charles Boone will come for the book.
Without this book...
would Charles Boone...
ride for you?
They have the book, Captain.
What now?
We ride to Jerusalem's Lot.
Arrive before night.
The undead will be holed up in their church.
We'll flush them out with fire, kill them.
What about those that aren't undead?
I suspect they'll be guarding the church.
We'll fight them first.
We need more men.
We do.
It won't be easy.
You're a pariah, Captain. So am I.
What could we possibly say
that could convince anyone to help?
Nothing.
Words won't sway them.
We could show them.
My wife is not an animal.
I won't put her on display in front of her friends and family.
If we take her to town, they will kill her.
We won't allow that.
May God forgive them.
I am ready for the coming fight, Captain.
You'll be needed, Minister.
I'll get my things.
Are you all right?
I saw my father last night.
What?
The man in the kitchen?
With the book.
You're sure?
You don't forget your father,
no matter what he's become.
I'm sorry.
I'll be riding to Jerusalem's Lot with you.
No, Rebecca.
My father recognized me. I saw it.
Perhaps there's some humanity left.
Maybe I can reach him.
Look, I know the bond between daughter and father...
Then you know that this may help us.
If there's a chance I can reach him,
if I can make a difference, then I have to try.
We have to go.
You know I'm right.
He sent you here to feed.
Y-Yes.
Then feed.
But remember, I'll be feeding soon as well.
Feed!
- Aah!
What's happening up there?
Nothing, Mary.
The threat has passed.
I feared you left me here to rot.
Of course not.
You're my wife.
Do you mean that?
I do.
You can look past your fear and see me for who I am?
I can try.
Who are you, Mary?
I'm the woman you fell in love with.
The others,
they want me to take you to town.
What for?
That would be the death of me, George!
No! I...
I won't let that happen.
But you already have!
You've already killed me once.
You don't think I remember?
You pressed a pillow over my face...
- No, Please! - and held it there
until I could breatheno more.
Can you really kill me again?
Mary, please.
I can't see you suffer like this.
It's you who will suffer.
Cut me.
Cut me and drink.
Then, when you die, whenever you're ready,
we can be together.
You can be with me.
It will be our secret.
What does it feel like to be one of them?
Tell me the truth.
I feel strong.
Soon I'll be strong, like you.
That's what Jakub promised.
Eternal life.
Power.
That's why I serve...
for now.
And then what?
Revenge on all those who've treated me poorly.
Mocked me.
Abused me.
Taken what's mine.
I'm a very angry girl.
Like you.
I recognize it in your eyes.
Who hurt you, little Boone?
We've been wondering where you were, Constable.
I have to question your judgment!
The company you choose
could put you on the wrong side of God!
Who do you have there?
It's Mary. My Mary.
Release her!
Friends, we need your help.
You have no friends here, fornicator!
She has the illness.
She did, Alice.
She died two days ago.
Are you mad?
He speaks the truth.
Mary Dennison has died and returned.
As have my cousin Stephen and Uncle Phillip.
This is the devil's work.
Your devil is in Jerusalem's Lot.
His name is Jakub.
He brought the illness
first to my uncle and cousin,
and they, in turn, spread it to your town.
You admit it, then.
The Boones are responsible for the illness
and every other tragedy that's befallen us.
We should hang him by his neck from the nearest tree.
Harming Charles Boone will not help our cause!
He wants to make up for the mistakes of his family's past.
And if we want to survive one more day,
we need to help him.
Help him how?
Fight the undead where they reside.
In Jerusalem's Lot.
The undead?
You people will stop at nothing.
Mary Dennison has the Boone pox!
Nothing more!
We don't ask you to believe us.
Believe your own eyes.
Mister Dennison.
Mary...
Help! Alice? Ann?
Stay back, Ann.
Tell them to let me go!
Mary?
Look what he's done to me.
- Release me. - What's happened to you?
It hurts.
This is what we're dealing with.
Mary Dennison and her kind
drink the blood of the living...
- It's the light. - and live in the dark.
The sun!
Let me go!
It's burning my skin!
Stay back, stay back!
Help her!
Stay back!
Someone help her.
Mary...
Don't touch her!
Help me!
George!
Save me!
Save me.
Christ have mercy.
Forgive me.
What is this witchery?
We're riding to Jerusalem's Lot
to fight Jakub and his nest of undead.
If we don't stop them now,
they will plunge our world into darkness.
Every one of us will die.
How many are there?
Fifteen, maybe more.
They can be defeated...
if we stand together and fight.
But we must act fast
or today will be our last.
The men who are willing to join us, meet at the tavern.
We leave in an hour.
Women and children should spend the night in the church.
It's the safest place.
Men,
I implore you to join us.
Mother.
Rebecca.
I don't understand what's happening.
I know. I know.
Mary Dennison...
You and the children will stay in the church tonight.
All right?
Let's hurry back to the boarding house.
We'll get provisions. All right? Come with me.
Martin.
Hello, Alice.
I hardly have words.
I understand.
Will you really ride to Jerusalem's Lot
to fight those things?
I will.
It's funny that I, of all people,
should feel concern for you, but I do.
I am not deserving of anyone's concern, Alice.
Least of all yours.
Yeah, it's not easy for me, Martin.
But the Bible commands us to forgive,
so that we may be forgiven.
Come home, Martin.
Only God is perfect.
What's done is done.
Much to be mended between us.
We can speak when I return.
But what if you don't?
If I never get the chance to tell you...
what's in my heart.
Please, Martin.
If I don't make it back from Jerusalem's Lot...
I've arranged a proper Christian burial.
Thank you, gentlemen.
I will not lie to you.
What we face
will be like nothing you've ever experienced before.
The task is a difficult one.
How do we kill the undead?
Well, expose them to daylight...
or take their heads.
They're not an easy kill.
I ran Phillip Boone through the guts,
and he still fought with the strength of two men.
How did they become this way?
To become undead, you drink the vampire's blood.
Once you drink,
when you die,
you return like them.
Did Phillip bleed when you fought him?
He did.
Then I would attack the heart.
If there's blood, they need it.
Have you all lost your wits?
How can you listen to this madman?
You saw Mary Dennison.
Do you deny the existence of the undead?
I do not.
But I tell you... Charles Boone is the devil.
Follow him and he'll lead you straight to hell.
He's right.
Follow me and I will take you to hell.
But stay here...
and hell will surely come to you.
This man is not one of us,
and yet he asks us to fight his battles.
We don't have time for this, Samuel.
Do you have a better plan, Gallup?
You're damn right I do!
If what Boone says is true,
then I say let the undead come to us!
We'll fight them here,
as a community, with God at our side!
If we do not strike them down,
it'll be too late.
Enough.
If you're foolish enough to believe in this man...
then ride to your graves.
Come on, Daniel.
Daniel!
You're on your own, Samuel.
Has anyone seen Minister Burroughs?
And we ask that you grant us strength, wisdom,
and peace in our time of need.
Amen.
Amen.
It's nice to have you home.
Alice, I have so much to say to you.
So much to apologize for.
I have much to say to you too, Martin, but let's eat first.
Then we'll talk.
- How is it? - Mm!
Stout with pepper.
But... lovely.
In case I don't get the chance again,
I want to tell you how...
sorry I am for my betrayal...
and the shame that it brought upon you.
Upon us both.
Of course.
You and I lost our way after the twins passed.
Our shared sorrow should have brought us together.
Instead, it broke us.
I shoulder much of that blame.
I couldn't face their deaths.
You couldn't forget them.
And to escape my grief,
I wrapped myself in the arms of another woman.
I have no excuse for that.
Only regret.
I also have regret, Martin,
but we can't undo our mistakes.
We can only pay for them.
I didn't kill them, Alice.
Marcella Boone was not the cause of their illness.
Stephen and Phillip Boone...
they walked this house at night,
while you and I slept.
They preyed upon our children.
Neither of us could imagine the real horror
that had befallen us.
Neither of us can be blamed.
And your other child, Martin?
Turns out that he was not mine.
But...
Oh, my throat. It burns.
Well, I'm not surprised.
What with the lies you've told under this roof.
- Oh, and God's.
Oh...
Something's wrong.
Tell it to your Maker.
You'll be meeting Him soon enough.
Alice...!
What have you done?
De Vermis Mysteriis has found its way home.
A life's quest fulfilled.
Faith.
Servitude.
Loyalty.
Now is the time for the Promised
to get their reward.
You shall become eternal.
Lords of the night.
This is how you will survive and rule
with the coming of the Worm.
Come.
Give me your arm, child.
Now turn.
You won't be going to Jerusalem's Lot.
Did you ever love me?
Or did you just marry me for my father's church?
No, no.
Oh, God.
Oh, God abandoned you long ago.
There is no escaping one's sins.
Now eat.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Please, Alice. The town needs me.
Ugh! The town needed you long before this!
But you abandoned us.
You deserted us.
Fear not, my love.
Fear not.
There's a place in hell for both of us.
How can you be certain it was him?
You haven't seen your father in over 20 years.
It's hard to be certain of a lot of things lately,
but I am, Mother.
It was Father.
He was...
...terrifying.
But I recognized him.
He recognized me, too. I know it.
Phillip and Stephen didn't kill him.
He's been living in Jerusalem's Lot
as one of them.
Mother?
I know this is so horrible,
but you deserve to know the truth.
Um...
Mrs. Burroughs?
Minister?
My God!
Mrs. Burroughs.
Mrs. Burroughs.
Samuel.
Samuel.
You did this.
You... you...
No, sir.
I did no such thing.
She was all I had left in this world.
I've lost everything to you Boones.
I have nothing.
- Don't do this.
Samuel, there is much at stake here.
What we face goes well beyond
bad blood between our families.
Your relatives murdered my grandchildren.
I'm not your enemy.
"The wages of sin is death.
But the gift of God...
...is eternal life."
- No!
God.
Excuse me, everyone.
May I have your attention, please?
I know that you're all frightened and confused.
There is much to be afraid of.
So tonight...
I beseech you
to pray for those of us who ride to Jerusalem's Lot.
The doors of the church will be locked at sundown.
Those inside must remain inside until daybreak.
Do not, under any circumstances, open those doors for anyone.
May God bless you.
Why aren't you with your sister?
What's wrong, hmm?
Come here.
What is it? Hmm?
I gave Loa the book.
Oh, son...
They would have taken that book regardless.
Death was at our door.
What you did saved our lives.
But I disobeyed orders.
You did.
But here we stand.
Above ground.
Ready to fight the enemy on our own terms.
Surviving that night would have been nearly impossible.
Hey, hey.
It's because of you that we did.
Tane, what you have seen...
would break most grown men.
I am so proud of you, boy.
You understand? I'm proud.
Honor?
What is it?
You're not coming with us to Jerusalem's Lot.
Why?
Do you think I'm not capable?
On the contrary.
You're the strongest woman I know.
That's why I need you here.
Help protect the church.
Will you do that for me?
I will.
Honor...
Cousin Stephen is still out there.
Just be mindful. You know what he's capable of.
There's so much I want to say.
You don't have to say anything now.
Tell us when you come back.
I love you, Father.
Me too.
Mr. Boone? The horses are ready.
So are the men.
Have you seen Minister Burroughs?
He won't be joining us.
It's time to go.
Once I open this book, it must not be closed.
Each page must be read in turn
to raise the Worm.
Very well.
- It's begun.
- Let's ride. - Yah!
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