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Ooh, shit.

Oh, fuck. Oh.

Hi, everyone. It's your Doris, hmm.

Probably only see this once I have bars again. Um, I'm okay.

This hike just turned out to be

a little more intense than I thought, but I'm okay.

I'm, I'm fine.

I know what to do, and at least this time I'm in America,

and everyone speaks English here.

My compass seems to be acting up,

um, but it's gonna be fine.

I'll be home before dark. I promise.

I love you all. Be safe out there.

Oh, fuck, I'm lost.

Ooh.

What the fuck?

Excuse me, sir!

Hello.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to disturb you in your home, um.

Okay, I, I see that you are busy,

but the thing is, I, I'm lost.

I would just like you to point me in the direction

of the lake and campground.

Sir, are you listening?

What the hell? I'm, I'm lost.

Ah, sorry!

I'm, I'm, I'm sorry, I start,

- I'm sorry I startled you. - I...

I'm so sorry. Super, super sorry.

Are you,

are you hard of hearing?

- Hmm? - Is everything all right?

No, no, no.

No! No!

No!

- Too skinny.

Protect Mama from intruders.

- Horror and despair in Upstate New York.

- Countless victims.

- Modern day "Sweeney Todd."

- Previously presumed missing,

Lisa Phoenix, 18, was found...

- What everyone wants to know is how and why?

- What might a visitor find in the refrigerator? Some fruit?

A juicy steak?

For 18-year-old Lisa Phoenix,

the findings were far more ghastly.

- Cut.

You good?

- No. She's 18.

This feels very exploitative.

- It's news.

And you're the only one she's willing to speak to.

It's a feather in your cap.

You wanna be taken as a serious journalist.

What do you want your legacy to be?

- I'm sorry.

Was that supposed to be Barbara Walters?

- I'm not very good at impressions.

Come on.

The kid has been through hell.

She deserves a moment in the sun.

- You're helping her.

- I hope so, but...

- "Scary hermit in the woods

has been collecting bodies for years."

Come on. You know that's too simple.

The cops have been making the same mistake over and over.

Every skull they pull out of that farm

just proves their laziness.

Everyone is just letting the narrative play itself out.

No one is digging.

But if you ask me, the story they're selling

is just too skinny.

- Maybe.

- Her interview

is the last piece of the puzzle, the glue.

Without it, we just spent weeks interviewing rednecks

and hillbillies for no good reason.

This will be your Daytime Emmy.

- You did get tobacco spit on your shoe,

and that had to be a fortifying life experience.

- No. Uh!

I swear I can still feel it.

- How are you feeling, Lisa?

- Wow.

Starting off with the easy questions, huh?

Hmm.

I'm finding ways to be hopeful again.

- How about your day to day?

Have you been able to get some rest?

- Are you a shrink? 'Cause I've seen a lot of those.

- No, I, the world is just amazed

that you made it through all that you have.

What does the other side of Hell look like?

- I'm cool.

Um, ah, good vibes only.

- I just wanna know what happened,

uh, through your eyes.

- Okay.

Why don't we start

from the very beginning?

How did that day start? You woke up and you...?

- I woke up and, um, I made breakfast for Eric.

- So what's on the menu today?

- Just a bacon egg sandwich.

- And he can't make his own breakfast because?

- Because I want to.

Why do you always have to piss on things?

- Lisa, you've known this guy for maybe three months

and you're once again obsessed.

- So what? He's sweet.

I like him. - And you wake up every day

early to cook him breakfast?

What are you, his personal chef?

I heard he was busted for shoplifting at Target once.

He's a little weirdo.

- Yeah, he told me that story. He has a problem.

He's working on it. Okay?

He's human. He's not perfect.

You get so clingy

and you let these guys step all over you.

Are you a doormat, Lisa?

You need to find somebody who can really take care of you.

Okay? Somebody who is kind and sweet.

- Uh, right, says the bitch

who finds all of her dates on Tinder.

- Look, leave me out of this.

Finding a good guy is a real issue. Okay?

Jokes aside, how are you feeling about this weekend?

- I could be better.

- Lisa, you're gonna be late for school!

- That your dad? - Yeah.

- Okay, it's been a tough year for both of you,

so try not to be too angry.

Okay? - I will.

I'll try.

- So your mother passed away not long before that?

- Yeah, it was eight months before,

but I was starting to feel better.

I, I was, tried to stay away

from people, honestly.

Everyone kind of looked at me like they pitied me.

I couldn't take it.

Eric was the only one who didn't really seem to care.

- This is why you guys were going to Lyndon Park, right?

This was your family tradition?

- We would go every year.

My dad was dead set on finding a different spot this time.

I guess it was too painful for him to go without her.

- I hope you don't mind me asking, how did your mom...

- Lung cancer.

- I see.

- Funny though, 'cause she wasn't even

the one who was smoking.

- Lisa, it's a family tradition. Family.

And he's my boyfriend.

Will you stop smoking that in our living room?

- You just met the guy. - And why does that matter?

He makes me feel good.

- Oh, I'm sure. - Oh, please

- Look, I understand if you feel

like slutting around a little bit,

especially after everything we've been through

- "Slutting around?"

You're disgusting.

- Watch the way you talk to me.

- You're a few whiskeys away from drinking your way to Mom.

- I said, watch your mouth.

- I know about Mary, by the way.

- I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

- How does it feel fucking her friend right before she died?

- Enough!

I'm just glad your mother's not here

to see you act like this.

- You're a pathetic fucking asshole!

- Oh.

- I guess he felt guilty about that.

Spoiled little brat.

- After he sobered up the next day,

and he told me to invite Eric on our fishing trip.

- You know how it is, parents aren't always

the easiest relationships to manage.

- Yeah.

- Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

Pig fucker. Pig fucker.

You stupid pig fucker!

- Lisa, are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

- Do you wanna take a break?

- No, not now.

The, the drive up was really fun though.

- But you made a pit stop before the lake.

- Oh, yeah. The gas station.

- Owned by Barry and Helen Anderson.

What can you tell me about them?

- That they owned a shotgun.

- What the fuck are you doing out here?

Can you come to the front? We have clients.

Fuckin' idiot.

And don't leave that fucking thing lying around.

How many times do I have to tell you?

- Bitch.

- Can I have some money for snacks?

Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Eric, come on.

- Yep.

- Don't be all day.

Any good fishing spots around here?

Yeah, I know a spot.

- Mm.

Look what I found.

- Oh, what is that?

It'll be a fun activity.

- Oh my God, that'd be so much fun.

- It comes with a magnifying glass.

- No, shit.

- What are you eating? It smells like doggy poo.

- It's Jerky. Want some?

- No, thanks.

- Oh, don't this my jerky. All right?

In pioneers times, this was their Mars bars.

- In pioneer times, people died of diarrhea.

- Diarrhea can kill you?

- Everybody knows that.

- Jesus

Lollipop rings.

- Get everything you needed?

- There's no bars.

- I wouldn't bother.

- Where are you taking us? The dark side of the moon?

- For your information,

country bumpkin in the gas station told me

about the perfect fishing spot.

You're so spoiled.

Just sit back, relax, enjoy the country.

- Mama. Mama.

Mama.

Ow!

- Mama!

- It's your fault.

They should have never been here.

- I'm sorry, Mama. I'm sorry.

- The guy at the gas station, Barry,

he was the one who told us about the spot.

We had to take down some kind of wooden gate to get through.

- See? No big deal.

- Are you sure we should be going in there?

We're gonna piss somebody off.

- And your father was fine with that?

- Yeah, I felt like it wasn't okay,

but he said that that's what the locals do.

And that's what the guy at the gas station said.

That's how we ended up on Hugo's property.

- So once you got there, what did you guys do?

- Me and Eric went into the forest to find berries

or a snack or something, I don't know.

- But somehow, Hugo knew you were there?

- He knew.

Hugo always knows.

- Keep them out, Hugo. Keep them out.

- Okay, Mama.

- Is this thing on? Can you repeat the question?

I asked you about Tony.

- Tony, yeah, he was a little rough around the edges,

but we were two peas in a pod.

Hey, man.

- Hey, yourself. - Hmm.

We're neighbors.

- I noticed.

- Been fishing here before? - Nah, first time.

Fella at the gas station hooked me up.

- Hmm, me too. You're in for a treat.

The fish here are biting. I caught three in the last hour.

It's quiet, and there's no one here to scare the fish away.

- Thank God for that 'cause I've had all the noise

I could deal with on the ride up here with those kids.

- Hmm.

- You do speak my language.

- I'm Clarice. - I'm Tony.

Nice to meet you. Thanks for the beer, Clarice.

- When you coming back, Mama?

- I'll be home soon, Hugo.

But remember, if just one thing is out of place,

you will regret it.

- We hiked for a while, but then we decided

to head back to camp.

Oh, you son of a bitch.

You whipped me. - Okay, well stop

following so close.

You're right up my ass.

- Okay. We're following the trail.

- No, we're not. - Yes, I'm not.

Holy shit. Yeah, where the fuck's the trail?

- We passed it 40 minutes ago.

- Why didn't you tell me? - I did.

- Really? - You would've known that

if you weren't so busy shooting everything

with your pellet gun. - Hey, okay, okay.

I'm sorry. All right?

I just, I can't think straight with all these

fucking flies around.

- What was that?

- Ah, animal, probably.

- Okay. Let's keep going.

- Mm-hmm.

- I think that we came from that way.

Yeah. - Yeah, no, that looks,

uh, familiar.

- Okay. We're officially lost.

- How? We're at a park, okay?

You can't get lost in a park.

- What? This park isn't a green place in the suburbs.

It's a hundred square miles of wilderness.

- Okay. Okay.

I'm not sure when

those kids wandered off.

You know, it used to be when you wanted a teenager

to stay put, you had to tie them down,

but now you just stick 'em in front of a video game

and watch them fry their brains.

But there's no internet out by the park.

That's what I love about it.

This is the, huh?

Ooh. - I'll say.

And the bonus is,

the kids aren't here bugging shit the outta me.

Mm-hmm.

- Oh, I got one!

I got a big one. - Ooh.

Get it. - Oh, man I need this.

Oh.

- Lisa? Eric?

Lisa? Eric?

The stupid kids.

I can't believe they actually went to look

for fuckin' berries.

- Do you hear that?

- Yeah. It's a wind chime.

My grandma has one of those in the backyard.

It drives me crazy when I sleep over.

- What's that other sound?

- Some animals, probably.

- Sounds like the one we heard before.

- Yeah.

Oh, oh, check it out. It's a pig farm.

- Of course it's a pig farm.

- What is a pig farm doing

in the middle of the forest?

- I don't know.

- Okay, well, you know, maybe we can get a ride back

to the campsite, right? - Huh, that'd be sweet.

My feet are killing me.

- Oh, Lisa, come on. Check out the pigs.

Oh, look at them. They're so cute.

You know my grandma used to raise pigs.

What you doing?

Shit! What the fuck is your problem, man?

- Don't shoot it.

- I, wasn't, wasn't gonna.

- Still, you're mean.

- I'm mean? That pig wants to kill us.

- You're gonna pick on an animal? Really?

Like it knows any better. Let's just go look for help.

- Okay, well.

Gosh, I could go for bacon right now.

Said I could go for bacon.

Hello?

Hey, is anybody home?

- Nobody's home. What should we do?

- Hang out until someone gets back.

- What if nobody lives here?

- Someone's feeding the pigs, so.

- True.

I don't know. This place is creepy.

I feel like I just walked over my own grave.

- Sugar overload.

By the way, I don't know why you're sucking on that thing.

It looks exactly like a butt plug.

- No, it doesn't. Gross.

- It does.

Found it. - What?

- Will you stop? We're trying to find help.

- You know what? Ah, maybe you're right.

This place is, ah, this place is kind of creepy.

Why don't we just, you know, get outta here?

- And go where?

- Ah, back he way we came.

- "Back the way we came?"

We're lost, and it's gonna be dark.

I'm not going anywhere until somebody points me

in the right fucking direction.

- All right. Whatever.

Oh, what the fuck? What?

- It's broken? Hallelujah.

- No, no. It just needs an air cartridge.

- Do you have one? - Yeah, back at camp.

Hey, you know what? Maybe we should, um, go inside.

See if there's something to eat. I am starving.

- We could get into some serious trouble.

We can't just go into somebody's home.

- Yes, we can. We're lost and we're hungry.

- Wait. We could get into some serious trouble.

- Okay. Yeah, yeah, uh.

What are we gonna do? Huh?

Stay out here all night?

- Maybe.

- We go in if the door's unlocked.

No breaking and entering.

- Ah, okay. - Okay.

Told ya.

Close the door.

- So you enter the cabin under Eric's pressure.

- I tried to make him understand it was wrong,

but he wouldn't listen.

- Seems like Eric and your father share some traits.

- No, he was just looking out for me.

And my father, he always desires to be better.

I knew he was suffering.

I honestly did think that Eric and my father could bond,

but he didn't really seem to care about either of us,

so I guess that's also why

we went to the woods, to escape.

I thought it would be a fun adventure.

- So what did you find inside the cabin?

It was horrifying.

There were animal heads and a bunch of junk everywhere.

It stunk.

Hugo, the hermit,

he had this scrapbook with a bunch of pictures of him

and his mom at the county fair.

- This seems like a reoccurring theme.

This whole story about him and his mother.

- It was strange.

The place was half hell house

and half a museum of his mother.

We kept looking around. Eric was looking for food.

At that point, we hadn't eaten all day.

So we, we walked to this little thing,

an old-timey refrigerator.

We shouldn't have opened it.

Um, there was meat wrapped in strips of brown paper bags.

I thought it was pork, but Eric saw a tattoo.

It was a Libra sign.

Animals don't get tattoos.

- The authorities said some of the remains they found

traced back to Doris Baker.

- I wouldn't know.

- So, what happened next

after you found the, uh, body parts?

- Well, we were scared, obviously.

And we knew that whoever lived there

was very dangerous and we had to leave.

But, uh, that's when...

- He came home?

- Yeah, that's when he came back.

Someone's here.

I mean, we didn't know what to do,

so we ran into the first room we saw,

hoping he wouldn't notice.

- And?

- And then we heard the lock turn.

He just locked the door. - Oh, shit.

- Do you think he knows we're in here?

Like I said, Hugo always knew.

- Tony's not the absent-minded father he's been painted as.

He was worried.

I mean, maybe, I guess I gave him some not so good advice.

Got something that'll take the chill off.

- Thank you. - Hmm.

- Mm.

- Where are the kids?

- Disappeared.

- What?

- Ain't seen 'em all afternoon.

- Hmm.

- You think maybe I should contact park rangers?

- Park rangers work business hours.

Probably won't be back till morning.

My advice, chill.

Kids will be back when they get hungry.

They always do.

- You're probably right.

- Maybe that's them now.

- Lisa, is that you?

Guess not.

Some animal.

- Let us out! Hello?

Can you hear us? - So at this point,

you and Eric had been in the room

for five hours at least, right?

- We were looking for a way out.

A loose floorboard. Anything.

It was more like a cell than a room.

- Your mindset at this point, were you hopeful?

- We were scared,

but being in a cell messes with your brain.

I mean, I was convinced that my father would come

and rescue me, I mean, he has to look for me.

But I didn't know that he was in danger to.

- Maybe this trip was a bad idea.

I don't think I was ready for it.

- Hey, man, don't be so hard on yourself.

Hmm. It's tough to be a single parent.

Most people haven't been through what you've been through.

- Thanks. I appreciate that.

- I'm gonna go get some more booze.

- Hmm. - You want some more beer?

- Why not?

- All right. Ooh.

- Lisa.

That you?

Lisa, that you?

Come on out.

Oh, I get it.

You, you and that stupid boyfriend of yours,

trying to scare the old man.

"Let's go scare my dad." Ha-ha-ha, very funny.

Joke's over, so come on out, stop fooling around.

I didn't mean what I said yesterday.

I mean, this year's been so hard on me, losing your mom,

and I'm so exhausted,

I, I can't even think straight.

Look, I'm sorry.

I, I know, I know I haven't been a good dad,

especially lately, but...

And, and I, and I, I know, um,

you, you've been through a lot too.

We, we've been through it together.

But if you come out,

I promise, I'll try harder.

I love you, Lisa.

I love you so much.

Who the hell are you?

- Oh, it's the retard.

Can you hear me? Hey, freak.

You stupid pig fucker!

- S-T-U-P-I-D.

- I'm gonna fuck you up!

And after, I'm gonna fuck your mother!

Where is she?

- Mama, help!

Mama!

- This is your fault.

You know what you have to do.

We never waste the meat.

Good boy, Hugo. Good boy.

- I think he's back.

Eric, we need to figure something out.

The second he walks in the door, we have to attack him

with something, a shoe, - What?

- my book, I don't care.

- We have to be ready. - Okay?

I was in complete panic mode.

The, uh, next morning, I had to pee.

Eric suggested that I pee in the bucket

that was right there.

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Eric didn't have that issue.

And he smelt it right away.

- Mm, I'm sorry. Smelled?

- Yeah.

- And that was the first time he saw you?

- Yes.

And the first time I saw him up close.

Eric tried to threaten him with a broken pistol.

Stop.

He snapped that thing right out of Eric's hand

like it was nothing.

Please, please!

Please.

It was obvious now that we were his captives,

and he wasn't letting us go anytime soon.

- Was he feeding you?

- He would come in every now and then with pig food.

- And this is what you ate?

- I mean, we couldn't, even if I was starving,

it looked disgusting.

- So from what you're saying,

it seems like he was really keen to smells.

- It took a while, but eventually I realized the truth.

I think he's deaf.

At this point, Eric had pretty much given up,

but I still had hope.

I realized that there was a tool that I could use

to remove one of the boards in the cell.

- What was it? - My book.

It came with a magnifying glass and I broke it

and used it to remove one of the boards.

- Hmm. - We waited for him,

but he wasn't coming,

until I had an idea.

I think I'll take that piss after all.

Hugo came in to change the bucket,

and when he got inside,

Eric hit him with the board.

That was our first attempt at escaping.

- Ah, uh!

Shit! Fuck, you okay?

Just, fuck!

Come on. Come on.

Oh, fuck. Come on.

- Uh!

- Come on.

Anything broken? - No, I'm good.

- Okay.

Okay. Keep moving.

Go, go, go, go.

Evan Smith.

You told the police that you never encountered him.

- Yeah, I know. I have no idea who he was.

Which makes me think, it seems like

because everything that happened,

it makes it easier to pin any murder on Hugo.

- So you think something else was going on?

- I don't know. I just know that I never met the guy.

- Hmm. Interesting.

So you made it out. How far did you get?

- Not far enough, we were running and running, and then

there was a flash of pain.

And I woke up in the shed.

Mm, hmm.

- He wasn't gonna let us get away that easily.

Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?

Why are you keeping us alive?

- Not enough meat. Too skinny.

- No! Uh!

- She had long hair, ah, was wearing black hiking boots

and was licking on a lollipop or something.

And the little boy, he had on a pink shirt.

He had a, a small BB gun.

And, ah, why aren't you writing this down?

- Steel trap. I used to wait tables, so.

- I'm not ordering a goddamn cheeseburger here, buddy.

I heard screams last night. Three people are missing.

They could be hurt or in danger.

- Well, maybe they went on a hike or left early. Okay?

And technically, ma'am, you're on private property

right now, so the landowner probably

just asked them to leave.

You should do the same. - So if they left,

why'd they leave their shit here, huh?

Why aren't you calling for back up?

Where's your boss at?

- I am perfectly capable of handling the situation.

Okay, ma'am? - So why don't you call

this, ah, landowner person and ask if he saw them?

- Yeah, that's what I was gonna do.

I was planning on that already.

So, you stay safe, ma'am. Okay?

Pack all your trash.

- Dumb ass. Mm.

Park rangers?

They're rent-a-cops for the forest.

I should have gone in there my damn self.

- He gagged me, and he left me hanging

in the shed next to the cabin.

- Where was Eric?

- I don't know.

- You didn't see Hugo take him anywhere?

- I said no.

- I think now it would be a good time

to take a break.

You feel okay about that?

- Yeah. Good for me.

- Should I cut?

- Cut, please. - Cutting.

- Mike.

- How's the best journalist in town?

- Stop it, Mr. Hollywood.

This is proving to be a little more difficult

than I expected. - How's that?

- I need more chum for the water.

Like she's not digging in.

She's not really telling me anything

that isn't already plastered on the front pages.

- Well, she did live with Hillbilly Jeffrey Dahmer,

so give her a break. - Yeah,

but there's more than that.

Hey, um, can you help me with something?

- What's that? - Can you help me

get more information on Hugo's mother?

- Mm. I have a first draft due.

I'll see what I can do. - Thanks.

You're the best.

I'll see you when you're back from LA.

- You were not kidding. There is no service out here, bro.

- Can you please focus?

- Oh, yeah. Right, right, right.

Um, how far are you?

- Yeah. I, I'm on my way. I'll pick you up with the Jeep.

You find Hugo's place yet?

- No, sir. Um, this guy's way off the grid, man.

I am in the bush right now.

- That's the way he likes it.

- Does he have any family? - No, none around.

Folks who remember his mama say she was a witch.

- Really? A witch?

Sick. - Yeah.

They said she fornicated with a wild hog.

- With a what now? - And that her boy suckled

on a possum's teat then ate frogs and snakes

until he was big enough to hunt for squirrel.

- And like no one ever thought

to call child services or whatever?

Cadet, Scott, you are not

from around here, are you? - No, sir.

Sharon Springs, born and raised.

I wanna know more about his witchy mama.

- Yeah, not much to say. Uh, she disappeared years ago.

Nobody knows what happened to her.

- That's kind of sad.

- Ah, folks say Hugo is still waiting for her.

All right, wait.

Hold, hold that thought. I see you.

Get, get past the creek. I'll be right there.

- Roger that.

- Mm!

- No power lines. - Mm.

- How does he live without electricity?

- You and me, we'll talk.

Hugo's old school.

- I can't believe he's the guy who makes Hermit Jerky.

- Yeah, folks say his mom came up

with the recipe back in the 80s.

- Didn't they win like first prize

at the state fair or something like that?

- So it did and the rest is local legend.

- Now that I see where it comes from...

It doesn't seem like he knows we're here.

- That's because he's stone-deaf.

But he reads lips better than most people hear.

Ah!

- Calm. It's me.

Morning, Hugo.

How you doing? We are looking for three missing campers.

Father, his daughter and her boyfriend. Seen 'em?

All right. We won't take up any more of your time.

- Ah, jerky.

Jerk, jerky.

- You think they can hear us?

- They're listening to every word you say.

Thank you, man.

- Fr- Fresh.

- Thank you, Hugo.

- Fresh. - Thank you.

All right.

- He's still looking at us, man.

- Yep. Just keep walking.

- Why did the rangers come back?

- My lollipop ring.

They saw it on the ground outside.

- What you got over there?

- The piggies are back.

- Hey.

Hugo.

Couple more questions for you.

- What the fuck, man? Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Oh, shit! This is not good!

This is not good, man!

This does not look cool. This does not look cool.

Fuck. Fuck, man.

That fucking Sasquatch tried to kill me.

- Help!

- Where's the boy? - I don't know.

Is my father here? - Ah, maybe.

I don't know. - What?

He didn't come here with you?

- He's missing too. - Let's go, would you come on?

I'm fucking dying out here, dude! This is not funny!

- You thought Hugo was dead.

- He was on the floor, not moving.

The rangers freed me, but we still had to go find Eric.

- Shoot him again just to be sure.

- No, no way.

- What do you mean, "No way?" What if he's playing possum?

- No. I'm not gonna discharge my firearm again.

There's already gonna be enough paperwork.

- Paperwork, man, this guy just tried to fucking kill me!

Worried about a piece of fucking paper?

- Wait here while we look for this boy.

- This is when I learned he was left in the cell alive.

- All right, if Hugo goes all "Walking Dead,"

I'll blast him. - Who's Hugo?

- Big motherfucker . That's his Christian name.

- That's when I first learned Hugo's name. Hmm.

- This fucking sucks.

- We left the other ranger alone with Hugo

for too long, probably.

- That was Ranger Cadet Scott, right?

- Yeah. That's him.

- All right, Scott.

Scott.

What the fuck?

- It was wild, I mean, after his killing

his social media page went viral.

- I, I heard.

- Mom, look, who's a ranger?

First day on the job. Look at me.

- Anthony, stop that.

- Did you ever think your son would be a ranger?

- It's dangerous.

- At Lyndon Park?

It's like the safest place in the world.

Look who's a ranger now? Ranger Scott reporting for duty.

Put out that fire. son.

Freeze. Dispose of your trash.

Woo!

Mustache looking good.

Got my gun. When am I ever gonna need a gun in a park?

What am I gonna shoot a squirrel? Oh, shit.

What's up, bro? Is the ranger station this way?

- No, it's this way.

- It's this way?

Walking this way now.

This is gonna be the chillest day.

- Uh, fuck! Dude, dude, dude, he's right behind you!

- Shoot him!

- It's not shooting. Lisa, it's not...

- The safety! Eric!

- Where, where's the fucking safety?

- I don't know! - Fucking, just,

just stay back!

Stay back, stay back! Just...

Oh, Eric!

Eric!

Oh my God, Eric!

Eric, I can't move!

- Fucking run! Just run.

Just fucking run. Just fucking run.

- Oh, oh, please, keys!

Keys! Where the fuck are the keys?

Fuck!

Where the...

Oh!

Are you okay? - No, I'm not fucking okay.

I just got fucking stabbed. - Okay, come on.

Let's go.

Come on. Come on.

- God, I'm so happy I went camping.

- Oh, are you gonna kill me for the rest of my life?

- Yeah. Yeah, no, that's, that's the plan.

- Come on. - You know

that's the fucking plan. - Come on, oh!

- Okay. You know how to drive this thing?

- Easy, I just have to ransack one of the rangers

for the keys. - Okay, fucking, just go

do it, go get the fucking keys, okay?

- Okay. I will, fuck.

Wait here, okay?

Oh, so sorry.

I'm so sorry. Yes!

Thank you. Thank you for saving me.

Eric!

- What? - Oh my God.

I thought you were dead.

- Really? - Yeah.

- And you were sad? - About to me.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Go Lisa, get out!

Lisa, fucking get out! Just go, get out!

Lisa, Lisa, just go, get out, go!

- Fuck!

Oh, start! Oh, fuck!

- I rushed back to the campsite as fast as possible.

I didn't think that my father wouldn't be there.

- What about that lady Clarice?

- She was gone too.

Dad?

Dad?

I was alone.

And this is when I realized

there was only one thing that I could do.

I had to go back and find Eric myself.

- Yourself. You went back alone?

- It was scary, but I had to do it.

When I, uh, when I got to the clearing,

I looked everywhere, but I, I couldn't find Eric.

I looked inside a weird little construction.

That's when Clarice showed up.

- Oh, I, I'm sorry.

So Clarice was or wasn't there?

- Yeah, when I went back to the campsite to look for her,

she must have gone to the clearing already.

We just missed each other, but now she was there

and I showed her the ice house.

- It's what country people used to use

to store their meat before electricity.

- Do you think he's in here? Mm!

Eric!

You're gonna be okay. Okay?

You're gonna be okay. Come on.

You are gonna be okay.

When we walked out, Hugo was waiting for us in his van.

- In the van?

He wanted to run us over.

- Intruders!

- Come get me, you crazy motherfucker!

- When the authorities found the clearing,

they said the van had already crashed into the pigpen.

- We had already gone by that time.

We left Clarice with Hugo, hoping that she'll be okay.

- After I saw that huge motherfucker

come crawling out the van,

I bolted out of there as fast as I could. What?

I wasn't gonna stick around and wait for him

to come kick my ass.

I've seen enough horror flicks, thank you.

- Eric was bleeding so much.

You know, I, I had to find help as soon as possible.

- What the fuck?

Okay.

Okay.

Come on. No.

- Just give me a second. - Oh.

- Okay, okay. Come on.

- Okay. Okay.

- Barry, Barry, come quick!

- Give me a fucking minute.

- No, emergency!

- Shit.

- Helen?

She tricked us. She locked me and Eric in the back room.

It was all part of her scheme.

She was selling jerky to the whole county.

That's why they were sending a bunch of tourists

to this place, more product.

- Well, this, this is new development.

Um, what was he doing with the money?

Hugo lived like a hermit.

- It wasn't money that Hugo wanted.

He wanted his mom.

- Huh?

- Barry and Helen were lying to him.

- What did you do, Hugo?

I can never let you slip up like this.

How could you let two stupid kids run away?

I know you've been a bad boy

Now take care of that and we'll figure out the shipments.

- Where's Mama?

- She called earlier.

She said if you can keep it up a little bit longer,

then she'll come back.

The money that was sent helps.

- Let me get this straight.

They made him believe his mother was getting the money?

- They were the ones making him do everything he was doing.

Hugo would do anything for his mom.

- There are different experts studying

the psychology behind what he did.

So you're saying he was tricked.

- Hugo is special.

- "Special."

Lisa, the death toll is staggering.

Why do you think Hugo spared you?

- I wanna talk about Eric.

- Of course.

- Help us, please!

He died in the back room where Helen locked us.

Please, let us go!

Let us go!

- Barry, we're closing early.

- Yeah, that's a good idea.

- He'll come for them.

- What makes you so sure?

He never wastes the meat.

- I told Eric to stay strong. I told him not to give up.

I'm applying pressure. Why is it not working?

I tried to stop the bleeding.

I'm the one who invited him to the trip.

I'm the reason he's there. Somebody help us!

There's no forgiving that.

- How did you get out of there?

- I told you, they had a shotgun.

- Hey, hold on. Where's the shotgun?

- I shot him.

The second Hugo walked in the door, I shot him.

They left Eric there to die.

I think that when I walked out of the back room

and I saw the window and the real world,

I realized how close we were to escaping.

It didn't have to happen like that.

I shot them.

I shot Helen. I shot Barry.

And then I called the police.

I didn't really know what to say.

I just kind of freaked out.

I hung up and I, I went to the nearest town.

And yeah, that's what happened.

- There are still some unanswered questions.

Let me get this straight.

Hugo was never found.

- Correct.

- How did he survive such a wound?

I mean, from what you're telling me,

you shot him at a really close distance.

- He's a really strong man.

- Also, Eric's body was never found.

- Hugo must have taken him.

- Lisa, is there something you're not telling me?

- Huh? - Everything you're telling me

sounds really convincing,

but at the same time, the timeline's off.

I don't know if you realize, but you disappeared

for eight full months.

This all sounds like it happened

during the course of a week at most.

- I must have been confused.

I didn't really get to feel time like everyone else.

- Lisa, I, I don't wanna make you get upset.

- I can't really speak about all of this and not be upset.

I've had to make sense of it all.

- Lisa, I have to ask you the question

that everyone's been wondering,

what did you do in order to survive Hugo?

- I'm not answering any more questions.

- Lisa, I, I don't wanna make you get upset.

- I'm not answering any more fucking questions!

- Ms. Lancaster, I think that'll be enough.

Lisa needs her rest.

- Of course. Drew, can you cut the camera?

- Cutting.

- Thank you for your time, Lisa.

I'll catch you later, Drew.

Send me the link to the footage whenever you get a chance.

Mike, did you find anything?

- Ooh, not much.

Um, she was registered as Elizabeth Murphy.

She disappeared 35 years ago. Became famous for the jerky.

And then not much really after that.

- Okay, so Lisa said the gas station people

were forcing Hugo to make the jerky.

They somehow made him believe

that's how he was gonna get his mother back.

And poor Lisa. I mean, she was just, I don't know.

She thought she was being safe,

but she was in greater danger.

And she called the police hoping to be rescued,

but I, I don't know if they actually made contact.

- No, she didn't. She never, she never called the police.

- What? - They pulled her over.

That's how they found her.

She was driving the ranger's Jeep really fast

down the country road, remember?

- No, no, no, no, she called,

- There's no record of a phone call to the police.

Good thing they found her when they did.

She'd have been driving for a while.

You know, she was going the wrong way. Right?

- Oh my God.

- Sammy?

You need to find somebody

who can really take care of you.

Okay? Somebody who is kind and sweet.

- God knows when Eric really died.

He might have died months before she actually said he did.

- You killed him! - It's your fault!

It's your fault!

- Don't waste the meat.

- Eric? - Eric no more.

Daddy.

- Wait. You, you said his mother's name was Elizabeth?

- Yes, that's right.

- Evan Smith.

- Ah, are you okay?

Ah!

- Good boy, Hugo, good boy. - Please, no!

- No power lines. How could you live without electricity?

- Huh. Hugo's old school.

- Don't waste the meat, Hugo. Kill the intruders.

- Yes, Mama.

- So Clarice came back to the lake months later.

- Is anybody here?

Tony?

Kids?

She wasn't trying to be found.

She was actually pissed that Clarice came back.

- A boy that was hidden in a ice house?

Uh, no, I think I would've remembered that.

And I didn't see the girl either after they all disappeared.

You know, that park ranger didn't do shit.

I felt, I felt guilty.

I felt like I hadn't done enough.

Months went by and so I finally went back

around Thanksgiving, you know?

And when I got to the clearing,

that huge monster, he came outta nowhere.

I had to defend myself, you know?

But I did.

- Hugo!

- I did some damage to him.

- My boy, my Hugo.

- I tried to warn people.

I said, "Hey, maybe that Sasquatch son of bitch,

he's the one who's taking the kids and the men."

Nobody, nobody listened to me. They said I'm the crazy lady.

"What are you talking about? Hugo, Hugo, he's harmless."

Well, guess what? Guess what?

- Hugo! Hugo!

You're late for the shipment! Where are you?

- She didn't kill the gas station people to save herself.

She was saving Hugo. She did it for him.

- You're not gonna lie to Hugo anymore.

- Wow, that is, uh,

you should really call the police right now.

Okay, camera's off.

Let's get outta here.

- No, um, I mean, yes. Oh, fuck.

But she's here right now.

- What the...

What, what? No, no!

Fuck, no!

What?

- I need to get her on camera again.

Hang on 'cause I gotta grab Drew before it's too late. Okay?

Drew.

- Sammy, you there? Sammy?

Please!

Ah, ah, please! Please, open the door!

Help! Help!

Somebody open the door!

Daytime Emmy.

- Hey, you can't be here, buddy.

- Good boy, Hugo. Good boy.

- The whereabouts of Hugo Murphy are still unknown.

After more than a month, authorities can't seem

to figure out where the hermit

of Lyndon Park has escaped to.

In the meantime, all supplies of Hermit Jerky

have been confiscated by authorities.

- Excuse me. Have you ever tried Hermit Jerky?

- Oh hell no. Why would you ask me that?

- I know a friend who did.

He said it was delicious,

but he doesn't talk about it anymore.

- No. No, of course not.

- Hermit Jerky, yeah, I have.

Ah, I love that jerky. Um, it's my favorite kind.

And I, I actually have some right here.

- Oh my God. - Do you wanna try it?

Oh my God. Get that, get that, get that.

♪ Listen, big boy ♪

♪ I wanna be loved by you ♪

♪ Just you and nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be loved by you alone ♪

♪ Boop-boop-a-doop ♪

♪ I wanna be kissed by you ♪

♪ Just you and nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be kissed by you alone ♪

♪ Bop-bop, I couldn't aspire ♪

♪ To anything higher ♪

♪ Than fill the desire ♪

♪ To make you my own ♪

♪Bop-bop-ba-dop-boop-bop-a-doop ♪

♪ Ooh, I wanna be loved by you ♪

♪ Just you and nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be loved by you alone ♪

♪ Alone ♪

♪ Boop-boop-ba-Doop ♪

♪ Bada-lada-lada, I couldn't aspire ♪

♪ To anything higher ♪

♪ Than fill the desire ♪

♪ To make you my own ♪

♪Ba-ba-ba-doo-a-doo-la-do-a-doo ♪

♪ Ooh, I wanna be loved by you ♪

♪ Just you and nobody else but you ♪

♪ I wanna be loved by you ♪

♪Bada-bada-bada-bada- boo-boo-ba-doo, ooh ♪