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♪ Your reaction ♪

♪ Gotta gain your reaction ♪

♪ Your reaction ♪

♪ Gotta scream his name in passion ♪

♪ I wish I knew a lot of men ♪

♪ In true intimate fashion ♪

♪ I wish I knew a lot of men ♪

♪ That I would consider attachment ♪

♪ I wish I knew a lot of men
that showed no reaction ♪

♪ This is a move towards a orientation ♪

♪ 'Cause love is a reality ♪

♪ It's reconciliation ♪

♪ But when I looked into his eyes ♪

♪ I lost all reservations ♪

♪ At least I lost ♪

♪ And that is going to
lead to conversation ♪

♪ A beautiful conversation ♪

♪ You know it's real ♪

♪ Take ♪

♪ This love ♪

♪ We draw closer with our face down ♪

♪ Oh, we won't fall in love ♪

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Are you ready for a southern scare?

We are here in my hometown
of Columbus, Georgia,

one of the most haunted
cities of the Southeast.

While Columbus is where
this episode story ends,

it isn't where it begins.

Across the roaring Chattahoochee
River from Columbus is

Phoenix City, Alabama,
also once known as Sin City.

In the 1940s, organized
crime, prostitution,

and gambling ran amuck
on all sides of the river,

thanks to the infamous Dixie Mafia.

Mafia in the South?

How was that? Wow.

Many people have reported
that deep into the night

while out of the river, they
suddenly heard nothing

as if someone hit a
mute button on the river

or the world itself,

until suddenly, a splash.

The butcher would dismember
the bodies of his victims,

wrap them in butcher paper

and toss 'em into burlap sacks like this

and deposit them into the river like this.

Hey,
what are your girls doing?

Get the camera.

The tunnels run under the city,

and were once designed for
much less gruesome purposes.

Many people over the years
have reported hearing the sounds

of squeaky wheels, the butcher.

We need to get into the tunnels.

No. No way.

Ellen, come on. You said you'd help.

And you know how much this means to me.

We've been out
here for hours, all right.

And I have exams this week, so you come on.

Well, what about Mr. Jenkins?

He'll be waiting on us to interview him.

A creepy old man
in the middle of the night

by the river.

Nope. No, thank you.

You said that-

I would help you, and I did.

Fine. I'll find someone else.

Who's gonna watch this anyways?

Ellen?

I gotta go, okay?

You can take the car. - Thank you.

Hey, that's my jacket.

Exams my butt, Ellen.

All right. All right, we're ready.

Sorry, I had help, but whatever.

It's recording? - Yeah.

Excuse me. All right, you ready?

Yeah. - All right.

I have with me Mr. Jenkins,
whose father was accused

of being the butcher of Sin City.

Mr. Jenkins, can you tell us
why your father was accused?

My father spent a lot of
time out here at the river.

I haven't been down here in a while.

Are you okay, Mr. Jenkins?

What? What was I...

Oh, you were talking about your father.

Right.

So my father would come down here at night

to visit my mother.

They were having a
late night dinner picnic.

It was right over there.

He just loved the way she would dance

on her own to music only
she could hear, I guess

but that's what she was
doing that night, dancing.

And she was here one
moment and gone the next.

I'm sorry...

But they never found her body.

My dad, he would come down here

and throw rocks in the river,

and he said it was his way

of letting her know he was still here,

that she wasn't alone.

People accused him of being the butcher.

I'm sorry. I didn't know

He was a kind man,

but didn't deserve the
unkindness people gave to him

in those days.

What?

It wasn't me.

Then who keeps doing it?

Ghosts.

Yeah, ghosts.

Can we tape this conversation

and play it every time
you can't find the stapler?

If you see it-

Last time I saw it, it was
in the bathroom in the sink.

And you didn't put it back.

He fell asleep on this bench one night...

Excuse me.

Mr. Jenkins?

Ellen, you're fired.

Oh, thank God.

Grandpa, there's a package.

I bet it's the new releases.

Juveniles.

I'm gonna open it.

No way.

♪ I bet she's been with you ♪

♪ Spare the tone and drag
me down to my knees ♪

♪ In the ride today, you cried your eyes ♪

Wait. So you're serious?

They actually threw a
party and got away with it?

Yeah, their parents had no idea.

What? - And somebody went to jail.

There's no way. That has to be a lie.

No, somebody went to jail.

Ellen, hey, what's up?

Just working.

Totally.

Wow. I didn't know
this place was still open.

Yeah, it's on life support.

Should probably get back to it.

I tried to catch
you after class last week,

but you disappeared.

Sorry, I was probably running late.

Yeah, totally. What about tonight?

I do have incriminating Polaroid
evidence of you having fun.

Alexis?

Just think about it, okay?

Yeah.

You got my number right?

What?

She's a major downer, dude.

She's our friend.

Then maybe she should act like it.

Okay, I think we're ready.

Cool. Hey,
thanks again for doing this.

Of course. No problem.

Okay, you're good to go. Give it a shot.

I have a process, sir.

Sorry.

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Are you ready for a Southern scare?

Uh-oh.

You gotta have a quarter here.

Oh, go.

There you go. - Thanks.

There you go. You can go first.

Let's see.
Oh yeah, I can't see.

Look.

Oh, there's the water tower.

Everyone has heard of Bigfoot,

but what about the Southern Sasquatch

or the Alabama White Thang?

We are in Smiths Station, Alabama

to speak with some members

of the Squatch Seekers of
the South, Bigfoot experts

and enthusiasts on the
subject to learn more.

And afterwards, we are
gonna find us some Bigfoot.

So why don't you tell us your name

and then tell us how
long you've been involved

with the Squatch Seekers.

My name's Jason.

I've been involved
probably about three years.

My name's Chris.

I was one of the founding members

of the Squatch Seekers.

My name is Dale.

My name is Jesse.

I look over and from an
eight year old's perspective,

there was a big monkey
standing in the woods.

So, next thing I know, I
guess I just ran for the house

and went inside.

I'm not sure where my
little brother was left at.

It was somewhere maybe.

But my mother said that I was white.

It scared her so bad she
locked the house down

and we didn't do anything
until my father came home.

Right.

Of course, he came home

and said there was nothing out there.

So we were in the car about to pull out,

and I stopped and she said,
"Oh, let me ask you something."

She said, "Do we have
polar bears in Alabama?"

And I was like, I hit those brakes

and I'm like, "What do you mean?"

She said, "Well, last night,

I come out here about 2:30 in the morning

on the front porch."

And she said, "I looked over,"

and she said there was a...

She said, well, only thing
she could describe was,

it looked like a polar bear.

And she knew nothing about Bigfoot,

couldn't care nothing about Bigfoot.

Wouldn't listen to me. You know what?

She just wasn't interested in it.

But for her to see this,

that was the only thing

that come to her mind, was a polar bear.

We saw an eye shine in the woods.

There were two of them, and
they were about this far apart.

And it was almost like
some creature was peering

behind a tree

and occasionally you
would only see one eye,

and then you would see two.

My grandmother seen something looking

in her window one night.

She didn't have very good details.

She just said there was two
big eyes staring in the window.

Yeah.

She has a story of what
she called the chicken man

that was stealing eggs
and chickens from her.

You hear that in a lot of other areas too,

that they come and steal eggs and chickens.

And it sounded like
he was right next to me.

And I was in mid stride,

and my left foot never touched the ground.

Like, as soon as it
growled at me, it hit me.

And the way that it made me feel,

it's like the best way to explain,

it's like people say like, a
lion at the zoo could roar

and you can feel it in your chest,

I felt like it touched me, like it hit me,

and went through me
and it turned me around.

Like I didn't have any reaction
time to think, you know?

And she said it was white,
and she could see down.

She said, but when it got down to the legs,

she said they were kind of a dirty orange.

She said, sort of like maybe

a Labrador retriever gets in the mud

and their legs kind of get orange looking.

So they move quick

and they're always like
really fleeting sightings

but do you think that they want to be seen?

I think that they do not want to be seen,

but they definitely want to see you

and know where you're at.

Was there ever a time
where you really doubted

that this was a real thing?

I don't know if there was a time,

but you do play it back
and forth in your head.

Like, I know, I feel like
I know what I've seen

when I was eight,

but then you go like, you know,

you wanna see it again to
have an absolute validation.

Do you think you'll ever-

I think it's real.

Do you think you'll ever
stop being a Squatch Seeker?

No, I don't think so.

It's a lifelong-

Lifelong. - Lifelong commitment.

Yeah.

To prove.

To prove it.

To prove it to myself
and yeah, to anybody else.

You know 'cause we call
'em boogers in the south.

I think for me, the detail

that would've really sold me on it is

that like the mud,

the red dirt on the legs
would've really convinced me

that it was absolutely real.

You're gonna sleep in the van?

Yeah.

While I'm out here?

Yeah.

Isn't it safer in the van?

Yeah.

Can I just sleep in the van?

Yeah. - Yeah.

Jinx. You owe me a coke.

But it won't be as interesting on camera,

you know, without the tent and all.

We can fake it.

For safety.

Yeah, I'll get stuff to stage it

while you finish setting up the tent.

It's very dark outside, as you can see

and we are in a very flimsy tent

that offers very little protection

should a giant hairy
ape-like monster attack.

At the moment, the only ape around here is

Cameron the camera guy.

Ha ha.

Wait, what type of flashlight is that?

It's just a flashlight.

Yeah, for
kids. That's not a flashlight.

That's a flashlight.

My gosh.

Okay. Where's my water?

It's in the van.

Okay.

Hey, wait, I'm thirsty too.

I heard something.

Ha ha. Fool
me once, shame on you.

Let's go now.

You run fast.

Thanks.

You're doing a great job too,
Cameron, the camera guy.

I don't really like that name.

You're right. It is terrible.

Camera guy is way better.

What if I called you
Roberta the reporter?

I don't care.

Roberta the reporter

and Cameron the camera
guy never to be seen again

after filming in the Pine
Mountain, Georgia Wilderness.

Gotta a nice ring to it.

No. No.

That's a cruel joke, Ellen.

Grandpa,

it's Roberta. - And I won't have it.

Grandpa, it's Roberta.

It's not Roberta.

Grandpa.

You don't understand, Ellen.

It wasn't your fault.

I said no.

Grandpa?

Can we talk about today?

You know, sometimes I feel
like if I hadn't left the show...

Grandpa?

You okay?

Grandpa,

if I hadn't left the show,
she wouldn't be gone.

I feel like it's my fault too.

Grandpa?

Rewind?

Rewind, why are you in the closet?

I told you.

I won't consider that. No.

No, that's not what you said.

I need other options.

Okay, well, how are we gonna do it?

No, that's not gonna work.

Cameron?

Hey.

Are you here for something?

Yeah.

How long were you standing there?

I heard everything.

My sister always thought you were funny,

but I thought you were immature.

Looks like nothing's changed.

Yeah, well, I'm just here

to pick up something from the old man.

Why?

I don't know.

You know, she loved you.

Hey. - And she is not dead.

Hey, I never said that.

Then why didn't she talk to
us at her stupid fake funeral?

I couldn't. I can't.

I have all the tapes. All eight.

Wait, what? There's nine.

If there's actually nine-

Well, you can't watch them.

Okay, you can't tell me what to do,

Cameron the camera guy.

Don't call me that. Listen, burn them.

No, let go.

She got worse every episode.

There was something-

Oh, come on. Don't tell
me you believe in that crap.

I don't. She did.

She got real bad.

Let go.

Please.

You should get your order and go.

Earlier, I didn't hear
you wash your hands.

Oh, get out.

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Are you ready for a southern scare?

That sucks.

Yeah.

May I help you?

Oh, are you Jessica?

Myra. No Jessica here.

I could have sworn.

We were
here for the ghost tour,

but the sign says it's canceled.

Would you like a private tour?

Oh, I'm so sorry.

She'll be fine.

We have plenty of ghosts
here at the Springers.

I'm sure you've already heard.

Oh, yes. We've
heard about Edwin Booth,

the famous actor and brother
to assassin John Wilkes Booth.

We don't talk about him.

John or Edwin?

My brother didn't like
him and neither did I.

Who are you?

Oh, hi. I'm Roberta.

I found you.

You shouldn't be here.

What was that about?

Shoot, wait up, guys. My battery.

Hey, doesn't that look like the...

Whoa.

All right. Relax.

Wow.

Roberta?

Weird.

A ghost light.

Some say it wards against malicious,

even malevolent spirits.

I wish that were true.

I'm sure
Roberta would love to see that.

Ma'am?

Roberta?

Hey, wait.

That's not creepy at all.

Wow.

She said every
theater has at least one ghost.

That place, I think has
a lot more than one.

Ghost lamps are supposed to appease spirits

from a theater's past
or ward off evil spirits.

What did she give you?

What do you mean?

Did you eat or
drink anything while there?

No, I'm fine. Cameron.

You didn't see what I saw.

Very funny.

You cannot interrupt.

Roberta?

What's going on here?

Leave.

Get back.

You don't know what you are doing.

What are you doing to her?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.

Have you
ever heard of Tulpamancy?

Can we just
give it a rest for tonight?

She told me a story

about this thing I had never heard before,

and I don't wanna forget it.

I'm listening.

She said something
about Tibetan Buddhism

and the ability to create
a materialized being

through some kind of process.

I don't remember everything she said.

Are you talking
about like an imaginary friend?

Yeah.

Because
that's what it sounds like.

You hungry?

Local actor. She didn't
say who, but we'll find them.

Was very talented, but lonely

and couldn't overcome
the fear of the stage.

So this really famous actor
who'd been to Tibet came through

and taught them this
practice to help with their fears.

So they created a-

The tulpa. I'm listening.

Whoever they were, they
had a few screws loose.

They were lonely and looking for support,

Cameron the camera guy.

This just doesn't feel very

Southern Scare to me, that's all.

This is where it gets interesting.

It is? - So anyway, this tulpa...

An imaginary friend with the name...

Oh yeah. Thank you.

This tulpa, Leander.

An imaginary friend with the name?

Yes, Cameron.

It begins to tell the actor it doesn't want

to be unseen anymore.

It wants to be real

and loved like the actors
it sees perform on stage.

So it has eyes and it can talk.

It begins to do things.

Like what?

Oh, I don't remember.

You okay, though?

Oh, this sucks.

She's okay. Thank you.

Jesus.

Roberta will do. Thank you.

We can do better.

Do what better?

The show?

Speaking of shows, I have a job tonight

at the record store to cover a new band.

Wanna go?

Yeah.

Come on. We're missing it.

Hurry.

♪ I can learn ♪

♪ She looked crazy ♪

Hurry.

All right.

♪ Leave me too ♪

♪ High and dry ♪

♪ It's not hard to find ♪

♪ It's not hard to deny ♪

♪ It's your favorite ♪

♪ Small heaven ♪

♪ Bad habit ♪

♪ I'm gonna choose to follow my lead ♪

♪ Still like ♪

♪ It is not hard to find ♪

♪ It's not hard to deny ♪

♪ That I'm your favorite ♪

♪ Why do you have to go ♪

♪ Making it ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ Tell lies to you too ♪

♪ Will you take it all ♪

♪ Right ♪

♪ Say it to me ♪

♪ Leave it to me ♪

♪ You're so dumb ♪

♪ It showed others ♪

♪ You're so gone ♪

Roberta, you down here?

Roberta? Roberta?

Roberta?

Roberta, are you okay?

Boo! - Oh, Jesus!

It's not funny.

I just scared you.

Not funny still.

You scared the life out of me.

Stop.

Fame was like the
warmth of the stage lights.

It kept away the cold of my loneliness

for a while.

Unfortunately, stage lights are bright

and blinding.

I'm sorry about what
happened to your sister.

We have no power against him.

There's nothing I can do but you,

you know what he wants.

He'll set us free, all of us.

Give him what he wants, Ellen.

God.

Must be a short all-nighter?

Big test. Hella huge.

Well, we have some things

to talk about, you know.

We're fine.

Well, after you get some
sleep, study for the test, okay?

Okay.

Alright, good.

I'm gonna go get some parts for that sink

and you mind the store.

Always.

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Are you ready for a southern scare?

Mrs. Burt's children,

Sarah, Mildred, Emily
Isabella, and Joel lived together

on a large estate that
contained a vast library

where one of the children,

Emily Isabella, would
spend most of her time

when she wasn't out
roaming the countryside.

Emily suffered from restless nights

and was prescribed an opium
elixir that sometimes helped.

She had also inherited a
number of traits from her father,

including noticeably thick eyebrows

and oversized canine teeth

that people often remarked were disturbing.

Mrs. Burt is said to have inquired

with the dentist about
having them shaped down.

During the mid 1800s,

between Columbus and
Macon, Georgia is Talbot County

where attacks of sheep and
cattle attacks rose sharply.

Many of the citizens were
concerned for their livestock,

including a wealthy
widow, Mrs. Mildred Burt

with four children.

As accounts of livestock attacks grew,

she would...

Many of the...

As attack...

As reports of livestock attacks increased,

a posse was formed

and Mrs. Mildred Burt, a
skilled markswoman joined them.

And on the night of the
big hunt, she was attacked

by a fast and ferocious animal.

Mrs. Burt fired her weapon
and hit it, saving her own life.

Well, Mrs. Burt later returned home

to find Emily Isabella without a hand,

without a hand.

Details of the accident are unclear,

but it was said that later
Emily was sent off to Paris

to visit family or was she?

Paris is known to have
the very best doctors

who dealt with lycanthropy,
a medical disorder

where people believed their werewolves.

While in Paris, the attacks
back home nearly disappeared

and when Emily returned, they remained low.

Was Emily cured

or did she learn how
to control her appetite?

Emily died in Talbot County
at the age of 70 years old,

where she's buried today.

Slow down. You're gonna choke.

What? What?

Thanks.

Dead yet?

I keep thinking about

how this episode is really
about a woman who didn't fit in.

She didn't meet society's standards,

so she must be some kinda monster, right?

Yeah, it was a different time.

Do people really change?

Meeting Roberta the reporter changed me.

Be quiet, let me do this.

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Welcome to Southern Scares where...

Go again.

We can stop.

I'm Roberta, your host.

I'm your host.

I'm...

I'm Roberta. I'm Roberta.

Roberta,
you don't have to do this.

Are you okay?

Go away.

Welcome to Southern Scares.

Roberta, you okay?

Why are you in the shot?

You phased out again.

It's mesmerizing, duh.

Loosely translated from
the Cherokee language,

this is the place where water thunders,

and according to legend,

where the ghost of
Princess Noccalula haunts.

Noccalula Falls in Gadsden, Alabama.

The legend of Princess
Noccalula, a Cherokee princess

who jumped to her death
after her father ordered her

to marry a man she didn't love.

You need your note?

Are you being funny again?

Okay, you got me. Let's
finish this up and let's go home.

Roberta?

Okay. You okay?

Welcome to Southern Scares.

I'm Roberta, your host, and
I have one question for you.

Are you ready for a southern scare?

How we doing, boys? How we feeling, man?

Yeah, man, I'm feeling good.

The rational explanation is

that we were in the field for three hours.

Somehow we cleared the
fence and landed in the field.

The impact knocked us out.

What made you think you
were abducted by aliens?

I never really believed in aliens before.

Honestly, I'm not even
sure I even do at all,

but I was the first to notice a scar

when the barber on base
asked what happened.

We all had it and,

little by little, we all started
having dreams of flights

and things that we couldn't make out.

Like what?

Like fingers.

Like fingers that came out of the lights.

It looked like hot dogs when they go bad.

You know, John said
he could feel the fingers

pulling his ears and mouth,

up his nose

and under his eyelids.

But he said the fingers,
it felt like sandpaper,

but it didn't hurt.

You a damn liar.

Watkins, Watkins, Watkins. Come on, man.

No, no. Come on.

He knows where my son is though.

No, just leave, Watkins.

You gonna
tell me where my son is.

Watkins,
leave. Man, come on.

Mr. McFarland?

You get used to it.

That's John's dad. He
blames me for John's death.

What do you mean?

A year later, we met
here on the day of the crash.

No one understands, you know.

And a year later,

Demetrius was gone, Lionel next

and John.

I'm sorry. You're still here though.

Yeah, I keep coming back, but...

I'm sorry for...

Where is
my boy, you son of a...

This is the scar.

Todd McFarland and his friends

were celebrating their
graduation from basic training

at a military base east of Columbus

when the driver was suddenly distracted

and veered off the road.

The young soldiers
braced for imminent impact.

When they came too, they found that

although the car was
dead, they were unscathed.

On inspecting the fence, they discovered

that it too was unscathed.

Out of order.

Use the beauty salon next door.

I said...

Roberta?

Grandpa?

No, this isn't real.

You were
supposed to protect me.

You can't even protect your precious store.

You couldn't even protect your own wife.

Gross.

I recall you picked the meeting place.

Grandpa never comes in here.

So if he makes a surprise visit,

we can just hide until he is gone.

Logic, Cameron, that which you lack.

Yeah, but aren't you afraid

if your grandpa does come in
here, he'll get the wrong idea?

Look, Cameron.

So you stock these?

Gross, gross.

Wait a minute. You
watched the rest of the tapes.

I should have known. I'll see myself out.

No, no. Wait, tell me
what actually happened.

I've told you what happened.

Why can't you accept that?

Why can't everyone just accept it?

Why can't you leave me alone?

I saw it.

It's in episode three
and every episode after.

It's when it started, isn't it?

You can't lie to me, Cameron.

You were never any good at it anyhow.

Just tell me

what really happened. - How far are you?

Episode six.

The tapes are here?

Yeah, they're in the office.

What are we doing?

Shh.

Westwood.

A 19th century historic village

collected by lovers of history

who sought to preserve not
only the buildings themselves,

but stories and crafts of a bygone era.

In preserving these buildings however,

they may have unintentionally preserved

more than anyone bargained for.

Andi, is it?

Oh, yes.

I used to be an actor here
for our demonstrations,

but when it closed down,
I took the job of caretaker.

Sounds cool.

Sometimes it's boring, but fun too.

And this is where most of
the sightings have taken place?

Most of them. Yes.

People see all kinds of stuff out here.

People in windows, you know,
people walking down the street.

You never know what you're gonna see here.

Tell us about the shadows of Westwood.

Right, of course.

At the Warren Courthouse right here,

they would hang criminals
at dawn once a week.

That's how they did things back then.

You know, that's how they dispense justice.

Well, the shadows

of said criminals would
lay across the front

of the courthouse, stretching
from corner to corner.

The legend goes, that one such criminal,

Barefoot Kelly, cursed
the entire courthouse

when he was sentenced to death.

And then one day his shadow just-

I think that's good. Cameron?

What?

What was that?

It's not what you think.

Okay, it is, but it's not.

I love Roberta.

I would never-

She's herself.

Trust me, she's not.

I'm gonna be honest with you, Cameron.

I have never trusted you.

And even when I start
to, even a little bit, this.

Ellen, keep watching. You'll see.

You are just as much a suspect
as the stalker. Maybe more.

What?

You have a clear
motive. This just proved it.

I thought for once
someone would believe me.

That's not a stalker.

Tell me you believe me.

Can I take you to the doctor?

Okay, well, let's at
least talk to your sister.

She'll know what to do.

What about your grandpa?

Roberta? Roberta?

Help me.

Where are you? I'm here, I'm here.

Please, stop watching. Leave me here.

You can't say that.

You don't get to say
that to me. I'm your sister.

You have to.

Roberta?

Come on.

Roberta?

Talk to me.

I found you.

Listen, okay, everything's
gonna be all right.

Look, I promise I won't
be such a jerk anymore.

And you're gonna be-

If I'm free so is he.

He? Who are you talking about?

Episode three, the stalker.

The more you watch it,
the more he becomes real,

the more powerful he becomes.

If everyone watches
it, it's what he wants.

I don't understand.

Yes, you're smart. So smart.

Are you doing this?

Look, this isn't funny.

Run.

Ellen, we don't have to do this.

Are you Ellen? - No. Shut up.

You're not helping.

I forgot you're basically
an agoraphobe now.

I didn't think you'd want
to talk to me ever again.

I wasn't going to

but you're the only one
that really understands

and is dumb enough to agree to go.

Well, I'm still mad you watched the tapes

even though I told you not to.

Yeah, well, don't blow a
gasket, Cameron the camera guy.

Hey, turn that off. You'll
run down the battery.

It's on?

Yeah, turn it off.

Can't take the taste
of your own medicine?

Hey, I gotta
get gas. Hey, turn that off.

Cameron?

What's up?

It talked to me.

It?

Yeah.

If your theory is
true, we're headed right

into the lion's den.

Maybe that's what it wants.

It wants my
sister. That's what it said.

Not everyone is a battering ram of truth

like someone I know.

Can we go?

Do you think you can fix it, Danny?

Dhanush, these babies were built to last.

I know that much.

Sheet metal! - Sheet metal!

Ah, where'd you get this thing?

Estate sale.

You know, the water up and disappeared.

It's the strangest thing.

You don't say.

What's your idea of video rentals?

My two granddaughters, you know,

they thought it would be kind of,

I don't know, helpful.

Hmm.

Or cool even.

Movies are good. You know,
I have a son and daughter.

Sometimes it is like the whole world passes

and we are just there dreaming together.

Hmm.

She actually lives here?

That's what she
wrote down on her release forms.

Okay, which house?

What?

There was only
one house we weren't allowed

to go in.

Okay.

Here, you take the camera.

I can handle myself.

Roberta would never forgive me

if something happened to you.

Yeah, you're right.

She wouldn't be nearly
as upset if you disappeared.

Thanks, Ellen.

Cameron, don't touch that.

Geez, you forgot to close the door.

You remember how you
were telling me you don't believe

in ghosts and all that?

Yeah?

You do now though, right?

Well, you
know, it's entirely possible

I'm just having an
elongated mental breakdown

due to pressure of my university program

and you know, the slow death

and eventual closure of my grandpa's store,

which he opened with my grandma,

which is basically all he has left now

since my parents are, you know.

And of course the unsolved
disappearance of my only sister

who might be alive.

Do you believe now?

Leander.

Are the
tapes still at the store?

Yeah.

We have to hurry.

Built in the late 1800s,

the Iron Train bridge carries
more whispered horrors

than any other crossing in the south.

No trains run here, not for decades

and yet some say they felt
the tremble of steel underfoot,

heard the shriek of brakes that never came.

Metal on metal. A horn
that won't stop blaring.

And worse, they've heard screaming.

It's as if the train bridge itself
remembers, never forgets.

The bridge is beautiful and cursed.

In this episode, we uncover
the Iron Train Bridge hauntings.

This will be broadcast locally?

We hope so.

It's Roberta's dream to be a reporter

and she loves the spooky stuff.

Everything that happened
here was tragic, not spooky.

You're right.

Roberta says shows like
hers will preserve the history

of not just what happened,
but places themselves

because more people will be interested.

Can we start already?

She doesn't look well.

No.

Hey, Roberta.

Promise me this is it.

It's not good enough.

What's not?

Any of it.

We need to redo it and do it better

so that people will see it and love it.

Love me.

Roberta, I love you.

Is everything okay?

We are ready.

Roberta? Cameron,
something's wrong with her.

I don't wanna do this anymore.

Roberta?

Roberta, stop it. Roberta.

Ellen.

She was sick for such a long time.

Everyone thought it was
exhaustion and school

and those damn tapes.

Grandpa, have you
watched the final episode?

I didn't see any more tapes.

Number nine has all
the answers. All of them.

How to save the store?

The store's doing just fine.

Ellen, you need to worry about your studies

and how's that possibly
gonna help the store?

And find Roberta.

Roberta?

Listen, I can't figure
out the clues alone,

but together you and I can
figure it out and find Roberta.

Ellen, stop. Please, stop.

We'll do this for mom and dad too.

He keeps the key
around here somewhere.

Come on.

Oh my god. Hurry up.

Got it.

Come on.

Pull! Pull!

Damn.

The scissors. Get the scissors.

Grandpa.

Look.

I can help you release
Roberta the reporter.

Hey, grandpa.

Ellen?

We can have them both back.

Not everyone is a battering ram of truth.

If you release her, you
release him. You know it's true.

You're a terrible liar, Cameron.

What aren't you telling me?

Sorry, I didn't tell you.

But I can't hold on.

Cameron, Cameron.

Roberta?

Cameron.

No one ever believes me.

What are you doing?

There's no
way Leander's getting out.

You're going to her?

I love her.

Well, I love her too.

Don't let anyone else
watch the tapes. Promise us

I won't get to see her again.

There has to be another way.

I wish there was. Promise us.

I promise.

See you, Ellen the emphatic.

Cameron, don't do it, son.

Wait.

Bye, Cameron. You are a good dude.

Bye, sis. I love you.

Well, here she is. This gal's
in good working order now.

I've learned a lot on this one.

I have been learning a lot too.

Well, I hope on how this old
gal's operating system works.

Have you heard about the internet?

Is that a new interstate?

Sort of.

Imagine that you have
all this movie right in here.

My granddaughter,
you know, she's into this.

She's into the movies and all that.

But I'd rather have it here,

not into the zeros and the ones.

Hmm.