Original subtitles

POP: It's gonna be yours.

The mall. ‐ It could be all right.

POP: [laughing] Right.

‐ You're not gonna hurt me.

You're gonna let me go right now

or I'm gonna tell Nadia the truth about you.

‐ You were there.

I always wondered why you wanted us.

Why you went to the trouble.

‐ Inanta...

‐ Don't call me that‐‐ever!

[ominous music]

CRYSILDA: Annie, can you say hello?

RITA: I'm Rita.

This is, uh, Evangeline.

ANNIE: Oh, she's beautiful.

[voice shaking] Rita is your Laughing Place?

You dedicated it to her?

[shrieks] ‐ Whoa!

[grunts] ANNIE: Dad!

‐ [groans] [flesh squelches]

‐ Not my baby! No!

[shrieks]

Annie!

ANNIE: I try so hard to be my best self

and not the other one.

JOY: Is this an emergency?

I love you, Mom.

♪ ♪

ANNIE: Where is she?

NADIA: She's at my house.

She needs a stable home,

and you need a specialist supervising your care.

‐ Christmas.

HEATHER: Want another? ANNIE: Yes.

‐ Do you know about a book called The Ravening Angel?

♪ ♪

[discordant, sinister music]

♪ ♪

[Evangeline crying]

RITA: Annie! [whimpering]

[crying continues]

[gasps, coughs]

Hi. I'm Rita, and I'm an alcoholic.

GROUP MEMBERS: Hi, Rita.

‐ It's been four years

since I stopped using drugs and alcohol...

[scattered applause]

And 15 years since I started.

A lot of you here know why.

It was a big story...

especially back in California...

which is why I came here.

I wanted to start again.

I didn't want to be a part of that story anymore.

And it's funny because...

stories used to be my life,

my job.

I was gonna teach the classics,

show young minds how stories shape our world.

And then someone pulled me into her story...

Not my baby! No! No!

And shaped my world.

[eerie musical sting]

No!

[word echoes, fades]

What I've learned coming here...

[wheels clattering]

Listening to all of your stories...

Is that even people like us can turn the page.

[both laughing and talking indistinctly]

[somber music]

[distant engine rumbles]

[dogs barking] [ball bouncing]

[indistinct chatter]

[keys jingling]

[cell phone ringing]

[ringing stops]

Hello?

JOY: Is this Rita?

‐ Uh, you can just take me off your list. I'm‐‐

JOY: Do you know about a book called The Ravening Angel?

‐ Who is this?

‐ JOY: U‐uh‐‐ [phone line beeps]

[keys tap]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[insects chirping] [dog barking]

[laughter] [dishware clinking]

[mellow music playing over radio]

♪ ♪

[glass thuds]

♪ ♪

[dark ambient music]

♪ ♪

ACE: Oh, hello.

♪ ♪

[both chuckling]

[laughter echoing strangely]

ANNIE: [laughs]

♪ ♪

I'm not sorry, you know.

♪ ♪

‐ About what?

ANNIE: [echoing strangely] Killing you.

[both laughing]

ACE: It's a nice dream, the killing‐me dream.

I suppose there are a lot of people around here

who've had that same dream.

♪ ♪

So how did you do it?

Kill me.

ANNIE: I, uh... [both laughing]

With an ice cream scoop. ACE: [laughing] Oh.

‐ [laughing]

[laughing] Down the‐‐the gullet.

‐ Very creative.

ANNIE: [laughs]

ACE: You've had a lot to drink.

Why don't I walk you home?

‐ [exhales contentedly]

But the thing is, the ending didn't make any sense.

‐ Why not?

‐ Well, for starters,

I don't even remember waking up.

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

JOY: You've brought kids here?

‐ Abdi and I lived here before...Mr. Merrill.

‐ How long do I have to stay for?

NADIA: I don't know.

They have to decide if it's safe for you

to be with your mom.

[indistinct chatter]

Look...

I'll come over every day

and make sure everything's okay.

JOY: What if I want to leave?

‐ Joy, honey, it may be up to a judge

what happens next.

SOCIAL WORKER: Hi, Joy. ‐ Hi.

‐ Let's go get you a bed.

NADIA: See you soon.

You'll be fine.

[cell phone buzzing]

[zipper whirrs] [keys jingling]

[somber ambient music]

♪ ♪

AUTOMATED VOICE: One new voice message.

POP: Look, there's, uh‐‐ there's nothing I can say now

that'll change what happened.

Nothing I can say except, uh,

I'm sorry.

But Nadia, you‐‐you gotta understand

that when I took you in...

I was‐‐I was just trying to...

m‐‐make it right. [clears throat]

[coughs]

And now, I know I‐‐I‐‐ I could never‐‐

I could never make it right.

There's no forgiving it.

Listen, I'm sure you talked to your brother by now,

but don't blame Abdi.

This is my fault.

He was just trying to protect you.

And five years, it's a‐‐

well, it's a long time to live with that.

♪ ♪

Trust me, I've been living with it

a hell of a lot longer.

[engine rumbling]

‐ What the fuck?

[car door slams]

What's going on? NADIA: You fucking prick.

ABDI: What the hell‐‐ ‐ You're moving out, is what.

ABDI: Huh?

What? NADIA: You and Pop.

Five years ago. What happened?

One minute, you're thick as thieves;

the next, he's your enemy.

Stop treating me like a fool.

What happened five years ago?

‐ I think you know.

‐ How could you know something like that and not tell me?

ABDI: [sighs] Look...

Ace told me this so he can fuck with me.

‐ I only had you.

In the whole world, I had only you.

ABDI: You can't be serious. NADIA: [speaking Somali]

‐ Nadia, come on. NADIA: [speaking Somali]

[door slams]

[distant train whistle blowing]

[car doors slam]

LANCE: Come on. Let's do it.

Let's get married. HEATHER: [laughs]

You don't have health insurance.

‐ Well, I will when I get my job back at Shawshank.

HEATHER: Mm. [insect flutters briefly]

Why don't you, um,

buy me a lifetime supply of Paxil and Zoloft,

and then we can talk about it?

‐ Okay. HEATHER: Mm‐hmm.

‐ How do you spell those? HEATHER: "Expensive."

E‐X‐P‐E‐N‐‐ LANCE: Jesus, Heather.

I'm trying to talk to you about giving you a ring.

[fluttering continues] ‐ Yeah, well, sell it.

Buy me pills.

I'm serious.

You think it's cheap staying sane around here?

LANCE: [sighs]

HEATHER: [grunts]

[sinister music]

What in the‐‐no! LANCE: Shit!

[object clatters] HEATHER: Don't! Don't!

[shrieking] LANCE: Help!

[indistinct shouting, screaming]

[objects shattering] [screaming continues]

♪ ♪

[water dripping]

♪ ♪

ACE: [speaking French]

♪ ♪

Annie.

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

‐ Yes?

STEVE: Ms. Ingalls?

Steve Bannerman,

from the Office of Child and Family Services.

Have you been informed that your daughter is in one of our facilities?

[tense music]

‐ Chr‐‐is, uh‐‐is Joy okay?

STEVE: She's very well taken care of.

Uh, Ms. Ingalls, are you employed?

‐ I'm a registered nurse.

STEVE: We're gonna need to speak

to your current employer.

It's really good for your case if you have a regular job.

♪ ♪

Is there any way I could come in

and we could talk face‐to‐face?

I'm gonna need to see the space

that you and Joy are gonna be staying in

to see if it's suitable anyway.

‐ I'm... [breathing heavily]

I'm sick.

See, I'm very contagious.

‐ When do you think you won't be...

contagious?

♪ ♪

‐ Tomorrow.

STEVE: Okay.

Well, in order to get the process started,

you'll need to provide Joy's social security card

and original birth certificate.

Do you have those?

Ms. Ingalls?

‐ Yes.

STEVE: Okay.

I'll be back tomorrow, then.

♪ ♪

[brakes hiss]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[playing mellow tune]

♪ ♪

‐ I'm looking for a girl.

Georgia LaChance?

‐ It's just Chance.

‐ I'm Rita.

Rita Green.

CHANCE: [stiffly] Okay.

♪ ♪

RITA: Did you call me?

‐ Uh, no.

‐ Have you ever heard of the book The Ravening Angel ?

‐ Are you a cop?

‐ Do I look like a cop?

CHANCE: That's what cops always say.

You don't sound Maine. [music playing on radio]

RITA: I'm from New York these days.

CHANCE: So somebody called about a book

and you came to Maine?

‐ Look, I got a call from your phone.

‐ I have a stalker, so I go through phones fast.

[continues playing]

‐ What about this woman?

Have you seen her?

This is 16 years old, so she would be in her 30s now.

Her name is Annie

and she has a girl with her.

16. White.

Eyes like mine, maybe.

CHANCE: No, I haven't.

♪ ♪

‐ I'm staying at the motor lodge,

downtown Castle Rock.

Room 16.

So if you or anyone else remembers anything...

You give me a call?

‐ That's another thing cops say.

‐ Do cops offer you 500 bucks?

[strings twang]

[mellow rock music playing over speakers]

♪ ♪

[door closes]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

ANNIE: I need some paperwork.

I was told that you handled that sort of‐‐

♪ ♪

[panting]

♪ ♪

[whimpering]

♪ ♪

No.

The lockbox.

where did it go?

Joy.

[power tool whirring]

[hammer tapping]

[whirring and tapping continues]

♪ ♪

[workers speaking indistinctly]

‐ English, Bertrand.

Please.

Until the end.

How are you feeling?

‐ Better. ‐ Mm.

‐ How's the wine here?

‐ Better. [both laugh]

‐ And the vessel?

For Amity?

ACE: [sighs]

I'm considering a woman of...

highly particular spirit.

‐ You chose her?

‐ No.

She chose us.

‐ When will it happen? ‐ Four days.

‐ Four days? ‐ Mm‐hmm.

‐ After 400 years...

ACE: To the night.

It's all happening

exactly as Amity said it would.

But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

There's still so much work left to do.

[foreboding ambient music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[liquid sloshing]

LANCE: [panting]

‐ Patience. Patience.

You're at the end of a very long journey.

♪ ♪

VALERIE: Bertrand.

ABDI: Nadia, when you get this message,

please call me back.

I had my reasons for doing what I did, abayo.

I didn't tell you because you would throw his money in his face.

You know, drop out of college.

Call me‐‐ ‐ [gasps]

‐ [coughs] Help me!

[gasping]

‐ What is this?

[voice fading] Heather, can you hear me?

Can you tell us what happened?

[PA chimes]

She came in last year. A suicide attempt.

She's on a lot of antidepressants.

God knows what the doses are. Check the levels.

HEATHER: [groaning]

[vomits, coughs]

♪ ♪

[motor rumbling] [distant siren wailing]

RITA: No, I haven't made contact with either of them yet.

I‐‐I understand.

I think this is different.

I'm four years sober now.

That was a misunderstanding, and I apologized to the FBI.

[shouting] Jesus Christ, what's it gonna take

for you to reopen this case?

[voice echoing]

Uh‐‐uh, listen, I'm sorry.

I'm sor‐‐

[echoing] Hello?

[tense music]

[bottles jingle]

[knocking on door]

[zipper whirrs]

[knocking continues]

[latch clicks]

VERA: You'll pay 500 bucks?

♪ ♪

[door opens]

♪ ♪

‐ I'm here to see someone. ‐ Resident's name?

ANNIE: Joy Ingalls.

[indistinct chatter]

SOCIAL WORKER: Joy?

You have a visitor.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

‐ She's visiting with her mother.

[voice echoing] What's your name?

♪ ♪

[door closes]

‐ Hello?

♪ ♪

‐ [sniffling]

JOY: And...

My name was...

E‐Evangeline?

‐ Yes.

[sighs] But...

but you're still you.

‐ [sniffles, inhales shakily]

RITA: All I mean is,

you can be whoever you want.

‐ Okay, so‐‐so...

what now?

RITA: Well, I will make some calls and...

I'm gonna come back here tomorrow...

and the day after that

until we figure this out‐‐ together.

You can't imagine how many little girls

I walked past over the years...

JOY: [inhales slowly]

‐ ...wondering if it were you.

Wondering if our paths ever crossed.

If...if you would remember me.

Do you?

‐ [sniffles softly]

Is my mom gonna go to prison?

‐ Your sister is going to‐‐

JOY: Can you please not call her that?

[sniffles]

RITA: I didn't come here for Annie.

All I want is you.

What do you want?

‐ I...

I gotta go.

Maybe come back tomorrow.

‐ Okay.

[retreating footsteps]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

‐ [groans softly]

♪ ♪

[no audible dialogue]

♪ ♪

[dishware clatters]

‐ [weeping]

[bottles jingle] [door slams]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[exhales sharply]

[breathes deeply]

♪ ♪

JOY: [sobbing]

[sniffling]

[sobbing bitterly]

[sob echoes]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

‐ [sniffles]

NADIA: Evelyn, this isn't right.

Her blood type, it says A‐negative

and O‐positive.

‐ Weird.

[keys tapping]

‐ Figure out which one it is before we kill someone.

Did her skin samples come back?

‐ Not yet.

[sinister music]

♪ ♪

‐ Heather?

♪ ♪

‐ What was the problem?

‐ The medicine they use for her mind.

It confuses them.

[insect wings flutter]

Slows the weaving.

♪ ♪

‐ Thanks very much.

Mm‐hmm. Bye.

‐ Can I see her now?

‐ We can't locate Joy.

♪ ♪

[bird calling]

♪ ♪

CHANCE: You sure about this?

I can tell her to fuck off right now.

JOY: It's okay. Just stay close.

ANNIE: Joy, I'm so happy you called.

‐ What's this?

‐ The truth.

All of it.

‐ S‐so she's my real mom?

You‐‐you killed your dad?

Our dad.

‐ Yes.

[exhales]

‐ "That good old guy."

ANNIE: He wasn't.

None of them were, Joy.

JOY: And then you were gonna kill her.

‐ Little love, it's‐‐ JOY: "But"‐‐but what?

You're gonna say you had to.

"They were all bad."

Him. Rita.

You're gonna say that you saved‐‐

‐ I didn't save you.

You saved me...

When you laughed.

‐ [sighs]

‐ Joy...

the night that I...

‐ [sighs]

‐ The night that it all happened, I‐‐

what Rita doesn't know

is that I wasn't gonna stop with her.

With Daddy.

I was gonna clear my account too.

But then you laughed.

You laughed, and I swear, Joy,

the sun came out at midnight.

Something right next to a miracle, that laugh.

And I swore right then and there

that I would love you

for the rest of my days...

and I knew there'd be a rest of my days

because all of a sudden, I knew where I was going

and who I was and what it was all for.

I'm not...

I'm not...normal, Joy.

There's a whole lot wrong with me

and very little right,

but the thing that keeps me on the right side

of the double yellow line

is knowing how to love one thing,

and that's you.

‐ [sniffles]

You said you weren't gonna stop with Dad...

[tense music]

With Rita that night.

‐ And that's the truth.

JOY: But what about me?

What were you gonna do with me?

[sniffles]

‐ Joy, I‐‐I...

‐ You were gonna kill us both, weren't you?

ANNIE: [stammers] I love you, Joy.

JOY: I don't know what that means anymore.

You need to go.

‐ Joy, I'm not going anywhere without you.

‐ You need to go far away where no one can find you.

Please.

ANNIE: Joy...

[whimpers]

[sniffling, whimpering]

♪ ♪

CHANCE: Busting you out was easy.

Being a fugitive from the DFS, well, a little tougher.

[birds chirping]

We could, uh, camp out here for a while.

They'd never fucking find you. [laughs]

[ducks quacking]

JOY: I don't know what to do.

All I know is I can't stay here.

‐ Then let's go.

JOY: Where? ‐ To North Carolina.

‐ [laughs] What?

CHANCE: There's a place out on the Haw River.

It's, uh, nice and quiet

and I have step‐sister who owes me.

Don't ask.

We can stay as long as we want.

I'll go into town

and I'll find us a ride out of here.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[buzzer buzzes]

♪ ♪

[door opens]

CHRIS: Hey.

NADIA: Maybe you were right.

Maybe we should just leave.

Get away from all of them.

Pop, Ace, Abdi.

All of their fucking secrets.

Besides you...

I have no idea what I'm doing here anymore.

‐ Where do you want to go?

‐ How far can we get?

I keep asking myself, "How did I not see it?"

Or maybe part of me did. I don't know.

Either I didn't do the math...

or I was in complete denial.

I don't know which is worse.

CHRIS: Have some wine.

Makes the world much better.

[tense music]

‐ Okay.

♪ ♪

[insects chirping]

[keys jingle, clatter]

‐ Ms. Green, it's um‐‐ it's Joy.

Thank you, uh, for‐‐for coming all this way.

Thank you for telling me the truth.

I'm sorry. I can't go with you.

[phone line beeps]

‐ [sighs]

Did you know I was alive?

‐ Eventually.

RITA: You know what the hardest part was?

Hoping that you were a good mom.

Because the other option was she's dead.

‐ Rita, I...

RITA: It was the dedication, wasn't it?

[dark music]

You could handle the affair.

You could even handle the baby.

But when he dedicated his book to me..

It made you feel small, didn't it?

‐ I was small.

♪ ♪

[insects chirping]

♪ ♪

"Little love, if you're reading this,

"then by now, you know the truth about Bakersfield‐‐

"or her version of the truth, anyway.

"But there's another truth that you need to know.

"Not about the past.

"That's done.

"This is about always,

"whether we're lost to each other forever

"or just for a little while.

"I'll always remember how you sing

"every Carly Simon song a little flat

"and I sing it a little bit sharp,

"and we even each other out that way.

"I don't know what the future holds

"for you and me,

"but no matter what happens,

"I will be grateful to the very end

"for every second I've been able to spend with you.

"You are my life,

"and no matter where you are,

"I will always be

your number one fan."

SARA BAREILLES: [humming slow tune]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

‐ Mom?

SARA BAREILLES: ♪ Once upon ♪

♪ Another time ♪

♪ Before I knew ♪

♪ Which life was mine ♪

♪ Before I left ♪

♪ The child behind ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ I saw myself ♪

♪ In summer nights ♪

♪ And stars lit up ♪

♪ Like candlelight ♪

♪ I make my wish ♪

♪ But mostly I ♪

♪ Believed ♪

SARA BAREILLES AND CHORUS: ♪ In yellow lines ♪

♪ And tire marks ♪

♪ Sun‐kissed skin ♪

♪ And handlebars ♪

‐ [whispers indistinctly] [both laugh]

SARA BAREILLES AND CHORUS: ♪ And where I stood ♪

♪ Was where I was ♪

♪ To be ♪

RITA: [screams]

Annie!

Annie! [gunfire echoing]

SARA BAREILLES AND CHORUS: ♪ Once upon another time ♪

♪ Decided ♪

‐ [screams, grunting]

SARA BAREILLES AND CHORUS: ♪ Nothing good in dying ♪

♪ So I would just ♪

♪ Keep on driving ♪

♪ Because ♪

♪ I was ♪

ANNIE: [grunts] RITA: [screams]

Annie! [screams]

SARA BAREILLES AND CHORUS: ♪ Free ♪

♪ ♪

JOY: Mom!

[dark music growing]

♪ ♪

[dramatic percussion]

‐ Joy!

‐ [weakly] Evangeline.

‐ [breathing heavily]

[gunshot explodes]

[low, strange music]

♪ ♪

[music heightens]

♪ ♪

[no audible dialogue]

RITA: [wailing and gasping]

JOY: Is she...

RITA: [continues wailing]

[crying]

ANNIE: Breathe!

In. In!

RITA: [groans] ANNIE: Out! Breathe!

JOY: [crying] What did I do? [siren blaring]

I... I killed her.

What did I do?

RITA: [groans]

ANNIE: Breathe!

RITA: [gasps] ANNIE: Breathe!

JOY: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I... [breathing quickly]

COP: Hey!

Hands up!

♪ ♪

Now! On your feet!

‐ [breathing heavily]

COP: Hands up!

♪ ♪

Hands in the air!

‐ [crying]

COP: Right now!

ANNIE: [panting loudly]

♪ ♪

I did it!

[echoing] I did it!

[music rushes]