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No.

Oh.

No.

Wait, no, wait!

No! Why are you doing this?

No! No!

Mr. Peterson?

Mr. Peterson?

Mm.

Should've microwaved it.

Hartmann.

Mayor.

Well, you were right.

That, uh, "Lord of the Flies" legend is true.

What do you want me to do?

You said you have another buyer lined up?

Yeah, there was this guy, um.

Fuck. Forgot his fucking name.

Dammit. It'll come to me.

Uh, but he was bidding on it

at the same time as the Petersons,

and I did hit him up

and I told him they may be backing out.

So I told him I'd keep him posted though.

You can quit being a full-time agent.

This will be your only assignment.

And don't fuck this opportunity up for us.

You do whatever it takes to make sure

we sell this house every one to two months,

and we're gonna make a lot of fucking money.

Just get the fucking signatures,

get the other guy under contract,

and close the fucking deal.

You got it?

Yeah.

All right, guys. Look, we're close.

Actually, wait, no, I should start saying y'all.

Shouldn't I?

Like this. Talk like this.

I mean, we're in Texas.

Hey, handsome, you wanna talk like a Texan?

I don't think they talk like dorks, Dad.

You're right, Michael. They don't.

That's just your dad.

Oh, wait, wait, okay.

Yeah.

Here it is.

This is it!

Y'all love it or what?

Texas residence.

A turquoise door?

I mean, whose idea was that?

Well, yeah, baby.

I mean, there's stuff that we're gonna like gonna have to,

we're gonna have to change some stuff, yeah.

But it's more of like about the bigger picture...

You can't tell me that's not a beautiful house.

I'm gonna have to see the inside first,

honestly.

Okay.

Actually, you know what? Ooh.

I think I missed the driveway.

Let me... - Oh.

What's that guy's problem?

I wonder how many fucking deers he's hit.

Sorry.

Shouldn't curse.

Oh, here.

Sorry. - I got it.

You know you shouldn't be carrying anything right now.

I'm okay.

Oh. - I got it.

Come on, Michael.

Oh my god.

Here it is.

It's beautiful!

Told you.

Just trust me on this one.

See, look.

Right? Desk.

And you love things that are, like, symmetrical.

- Uh-huh. - So like, I,

I didn't even figure that out. - Yeah, symmetrical. Yeah.

Oh, see, you think.

But, I mean, my point is that like you could like,

get on your phone.

- Oh. - And pull this out.

No, I just can't believe

that you can get a house all furnished like this.

No, the Realtor took care of everything.

Plus, it, like, has that, like,

you know, like, Texas feel, you know what I mean?

Yeah.

Remember the Alamo, right?

Oh, babe, baby, babe.

What?

Best part of the house. Watch this.

Watch, just don't move. - Okay.

I mean, you can move, but just don't, like, just watch.

Ready? - Okay.

Look at this.

- Recliners. - Oh.

I see why you got this place then.

Look, baby, come on.

Who doesn't want recliners in their freaking living...

Oh.

Hey, stop that. Don't break that.

Who doesn't want recliners

in their freaking living room, baby?

Plus, right, like with,

you know, with that you could just kind of, if you need to.

Oh shit.

I think I broke it.

- The recliner? - Well, maybe not.

I mean, like, maybe there's, like, a screw loose.

Oh, no, no, no, there's something.

Here, there's something in the way.

Okay. Be careful please.

Be careful. - Fine. Stop.

Oh.

This must to be the family we bought the house from.

What are talking about?

This.

Look, he kind of looks like Michael.

Look at the dog.

This was under there? - Yeah.

Hey, we should get a dog.

- Yeah. - Right? Too soon?

Sorry, the recliner's just made me really excited.

Hey.

What do you think so far, hmm?

I mean...

It's great.

Mm-hmm.

I don't know why I was nervous.

Plus,

between you and a little baby girl coming-

Mm-hmm.

We're gonna need some extra cash.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

I'll show you the next room. - Okay.

So you just go this way.

Hey.

Careful. - I am being careful.

I'm always careful. - Michael's right there.

Hey, Michael.

Mom and Dad have to go check out

the bedroom real fast, buddy.

But you know what?

Break the globe. Just break it.

We're gonna get a new one.

I mean, we're breaking the door.

It's kind of like a reconstruction thing,

so, like, break it. - Stop.

You know what I mean? Go nuts, buddy!

- Look at these ceilings. - I know!

This is so nice.

It takes me back to Cabo.

Remember? - Yeah.

- Remember? - Still just as strong.

Do you smell that?

It smells like bleach.

Oh yeah, yeah, I deep-cleaned the bathroom today.

You know I've been working out, right?

- Oh, so strong. - Yeah, see? Bicep curl.

- Stop. - You wanna see strong?

Wanna see strong?

- Brad, please! - Right.

You're so beautiful.

Michael?

Michael, what's going on?

Michael.

Oh my god, oh my god.

Are you okay?

Come on, come on, come on.

Step, step.

Call Hartmann.

I'm gonna go get your dad, okay?

You don't have to worry about anything else,

Mr. Kiddo, I promise.

Babe, dinner's ready!

What'd he say?

He actually said

he has no idea where it came from.

But, apparently,

there's a high school a few blocks down the road.

There's a high school a few blocks down the road.

Some ninth graders got caught

doing some sick pranks or some shit.

Thinks that they put it in our fucking garbage can

before they got busted a few days ago.

Okay.

That's disgusting. - Yeah.

Who in their right mind would think that that's okay?

I don't know, babe.

I give you, my dear Barney,

good friend.

Popcorn?

Mm-hmm.

Oh no.

- Can't reach. - Here.

What about this?

Ready to catch one?

Okay.

- Ready? - Uh-uh.

- Brad! - You can't have alcohol.

What if it's like a kernel thing, too,

you can't have popcorn?

Take a big handful.

- That's all. - Just one?

Mm-hmm. I'm gonna go put Michael up.

Okay.

Can't guarantee it's gonna be here when you get back.

- Just a fourth at least. - Put on that winter weight.

All right, handsome, nine o'clock.

You know what that means.

Michael, where did you get that?

I found it in the closet.

Well, you shouldn't be looking through it.

But, Mom, I found it.

Yeah, but it doesn't belong to you.

Turn off the TV and get in bed, now.

Okay, Mom.

You know, we got school starting on Monday.

You and I are both gonna have to start

getting up early, I guess.

I love you.

I love you too, Mom.

We've seen this one.

What's the Realtor's name again?

Um, I didn't ask his first name actually.

It's just like something Hartmann.

I think the last family left this here.

Where'd you find that?

Michael found it in his room.

Can you try turning it on?

Is this like a,

is this like a we-for-sure-have-to-tell-them thing,

or can we just keep it? - Brad.

Come on. - Okay, no, right.

You're right, you're right.

What if it belonged to the kid?

- You're right. You're right. - It's the right thing to do.

All right, I knew you were gonna say that.

You're so sweet.

Here, look, I'll even put it safely right here.

Can you call him tomorrow?

Mm-hmm. I'll call him in the morning.

Hey, Brad.

Hey. - Hmm?

Did you talk to the Realtor yet

about the tablet that Michael found?

Oh, yeah. Oh yeah, yeah, the tablet.

- Yeah. - Yeah. No, I didn't.

I'm sorry.

Can you please call him, like now,

just so you don't forget?

Yeah, baby.

Okay.

What are you doing? Let me get that.

No, I got it.

It's light. - Baby.

I'm strong.

You know, she's gonna be stubborn like you are.

But she'll have some big biceps, I see 'em.

Whew.

Hey, bubs, remember, first day of school starts tomorrow.

Gotta be in bed by nine.

Thanks for reminding me, Mom.

Pause it real quick.

- I can't. - Pause it.

Look, I know that starting at a new school

can be pretty intimidating,

but you're gonna make a lot of friends, Michael.

And what if I don't?

Well, you can't think like that, bud.

Okay? You gotta stay positive.

Okay? Promise me.

I promise.

Okay. Come here.

Come here.

Gonna be good.

- What, baby? - Did you call him yet?

- Yeah, I did. - What'd he say?

We can keep it.

Wait. Seriously?

Yeah.

They don't need it.

Plus, Michael needs a tablet for school.

It'll save us like a couple hundred bucks, baby.

100, three zeros, plural.

Michael's gonna be so excited.

Uh-huh.

Guess what, Michael?

It's yours. - No way!

Yeah way! Yeah way.

You got lucky that they don't need it anymore, okay?

But, look, there are gonna be rules.

30 minutes a day.

- 30 minutes? - 30 minutes.

Not a minute more, okay?

Okay, Mom.

I'll be back at 9:00 pm

to make sure you're in bed, okay?

- Okay, Mom. - Love you.

Hi.

Hi.

You know you're supposed to be watching

this with me, right?

Oh my god.

Yeah.

That's gonna make me throw up.

Yeah, rip her in half.

Oh, she's puking!

Ew.

I can't watch this, Brad.

Oh, that's okay.

Look, babe, it's 8:30.

We only have 30 minutes, and then we can go.

Can you go talk to Michael?

I will. I promised I would.

Hey, handsome.

You, uh,

you enjoying your new tablet?

Yeah.

Hey, do me a favor.

What's our last name?

Why?

Just answer the question, please.

Kiddo.

Exactly.

Now, have I ever told you what it means to be a Kiddo?

No.

Mm.

So our last name actually represents strength.

See that?

And courage.

And I want you to remember that

when you go to school tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

No, hey, hey.

I'm serious.

Anybody tries to bully you, you can't make new friends,

doesn't matter.

Strength and courage.

Runs in our veins.

See that?

Let see.

Oh yeah. Like father, like son, huh?

All right. Electronics gotta be turned off, buddy.

Hand over the tablet.

Just five more my minutes?

Look, if it was up to me, yeah.

But you know your mom.

All right, hand it over.

You can have it back tomorrow.

How do you turn this thing off?

Oh.

Dad's getting old.

Here, actually, stand up.

I wanna show you something.

Can I see your hands?

- Whoa! - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Gotta be ready.

Come on, get in bed.

You good? - Yeah.

- Yeah? Yeah? - Yeah.

All right.

Strength and courage, huh? - Yeah.

All right.

I love you, bubs.

I love you too, Dad.

Kill them all, kill them all.

Kill them all, kill them all.

Kill them, kill them, kill them.

Kill, kill, kill.

Kill, kill, kill.

Oh.

Hey, Brad.

Hey.

Babe, are you okay?

Are you all right?

- Yeah. - Here, lay back.

Come on, let's go to bed.

Yeah.

Lay back down, it's okay.

It's okay.

Hey, honey!

How you feeling?

Like I got hit by a train.

You know, you'd be dead if you got hit by a train.

Yeah.

I do feel like death, so-

Bradley.

Don't say that.

You're right, you're right.

She's right. She's right.

Sorry.

Here.

I made you some breakfast.

Thank you, babe.

Oh, come on!

It's not that bad, is it?

No, I am so sorry, baby. It's not that it's bad.

I just think if I eat, I'm gonna be sick.

I'm so sorry.

You need to go back upstairs and lay down.

Baby, I can't.

It's my first day back, I can't call in like that.

Not if I wanna move up.

You can't just take your meetings upstairs?

No, I'll be fine, I'm fine.

I'll be fine. I promise.

Okay.

Don't get us sick. Right?

- Mm-hmm. - I'll take this.

Michael, we have five minutes

before we leave for your first day of school,

so eat quickly, okay?

Hey, Mr. Hartmann, how are you doing?

No, yeah, no, I'm good.

Sorry, just a little under the weather.

Yeah, no, no, no, please don't apologize.

It wasn't your fault.

Yeah, no, I mean, right, yeah.

Kids are getting crazier these days, too.

No, I mean, I never did any shit like that

in high school either.

No, no, Michael's good, he's good.

He's just a little shaken up, but, you know.

Thank you though. I appreciate it.

Yeah, you too, man.

All right, have a good one.

Thank you.

Are you kidding me?

Fucking creep.

Yeah, I just wanna make sure that we're on the same page,

'cause the quarter ends in about two months.

Oh, sorry.

Thank you.

Head feels like it's gonna explode.

Oh.

Oh, one second. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, just calling to check in,

see if you turned around yet.

Dad, I mean, we miss you too,

but, no, we haven't turned around yet.

I mean, Michael just started school.

Brad's got his job.

I mean, we really, really needed this.

I know, I'm just being selfish.

You know, being alone now,

with you all gone and your mom gone,

it's been a rough few days of accepting it.

Dad, you know,

you know I don't like to talk about Mom.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

You know, I'm making this all about me,

and I need to be excited for you.

I mean, I am excited for you.

God, I'm such a fucking dick.

Um, are you still planning to come for Christmas?

Yeah, that's my plan.

I hope to spend two weeks and celebrate New Year's, too.

Oh, um, yeah.

Sure, yeah, let's talk about it more

maybe closer to Christmas, we can plan.

Yeah, we got a couple of months.

Hey, I'm sure you're still getting things settled in there,

so I'll let you go.

Okay. Love you, Dad.

Love you, too.

Hun, do you think you can stomach this?

- Hey, baby? - Hmm?

I'm just being honest, if I eat right now,

I think I'm gonna blow chunks across the table.

- Noted. - I'm sorry.

No, it's fine.

- Hey, hey, hey. - Wow.

It's a big one. - Yeah.

Yeah, take a seat. Come on.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Okay, thank you. - Yeah, of course.

Just a little more. - Okay. Thank you.

Yes.

- You good? - Yeah.

Can you get my food?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Whew.

Michael, how was your first day of school?

- I made a friend. - No way.

What's your friend's name?

Quentin.

Quentin?

Well, I guess tomorrow you're gonna have to get his number.

Huh? Set up a play date.

I don't think we do play dates anymore, Mom.

You don't do play dates anymore?

Come on.

Brad? Brad, Brad!

Why?

Put our fucking son down!

Oh, put our fucking son down.

Brad! Fucking shoot you!

I will fucking shoot you!

Brad, hey, wake up.

Are you okay? - Mm-hmm.

- Brad. - I'm okay. I'm okay.

- Here, come on. Stand up. - I'm, okay.

I think I just need to- - You need to go lay down.

- Okay, I'm okay. - Come on.

Okay, okay. I'm fine.

Breathe, breathe. I'm fine.

I'm fine. - Come on.

We need to go lay down right now.

Okay. All right, okay.

Finish your dinner, okay?

Wait. One sec.

Love you, bubs.

Love you, too, Dad.

That's a bad husband, Brad.

Play the fucking part.

All right, bedtime, mister.

Come on, Mom.

No, it's time to turn everything off.

Michael, who are you talking to?

Oh, it's Beelzebul.

Who the heck is that?

He's AI, Mom.

No, absolutely not.

Michael, there are weirdos out there.

They pretend to be AI,

and then they just wanna talk to young boys like you.

No, it's not that, Mom.

I said no! Okay?

They track you down, and then they try to kidnap you, okay?

- No, Mom! - No means no!

This tablet is technically supposed to be for school.

Now get in bed!

Fuck.

Look, Michael, I'm sorry, I just,

didn't mean to raise my voice.

I don't want you to get hurt.

You want me to sleep in here with you tonight?

Can you, Mom?

Okay.

Michael, do you hear that?

I've been hearing it all day.

Michael.

Did you find it, Mom?

Yeah, bubs, you left your toothbrush on.

- Oh, so that's what it was? - Yeah.

Brad, please, let him go, please!

- Mom! - I will fucking shoot you!

I will fucking shoot you!

Let our fucking son go!

Mr. Freeman.

Michael.

Oh my god.

Bradley!

Hey.

Brad?

Brad?

Brad? - Hm. Hm

Hey, Brad.

Are you okay? - Hi, gorgeous.

How are you doing?

I'm fine.

Brad, are you okay?

Yeah. Why?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

You look like you've seen a ghost.

What's wrong?

Were you having, like, a night terror or something?

Oh, was I snoring?

No, you were screaming like a maniac.

- Really? - Like

so loud. - I was coughing earlier.

I know you should go lay down though.

I, uh,

I'm gonna go back to Michael's.

Sure you okay? - Yeah.

I'll try to be quieter.

I'll cough like this.

How's that? - That's better.

Yeah?

- Okay. Here. - I'm sorry.

- You good? - Yeah.

You need help up, don't you?

No. No, I'm fine.

- Thank you. - Goodnight.

I needed that actually.

- Okay. - Goodnight, love.

Hey, can you finish that quickly?

I'm gonna go check on Dad.

Be ready to leave when I come back down.

Hey, Brad, honey.

Bradley, hey, I'm gonna take Michael to school, okay?

Hm.

Okay.

Okay.

No! Please!

Brad, let him go!

Brad, let our fucking son go!

Brad, please let him go!

I will fucking shoot you!

Please! Please, Brad!

No!

Please.

Please let us go.

Bradley!

Ow, fuck!

Ow, my head's pounding!

Dad.

Your call is being forwarded

to an automatic voicemail.

Leave a message after the tone.

Michelle, it's Dad.

Call me when you get this.

Protect your fucking children!

Fuck!

Protect your fucking children.

Hmm.

Honey, you're looking worse and worse.

Do I need to take you in?

Mm-mm.

I just need some rest like you said.

You were right.

Well, you better not die before you get that promotion.

Stop.

Hey, honey. - Hmm?

Did you,

did you take this tablet, bring it in here?

I could have sworn I left it in Michael's room last night.

Uh, I don't, I don't,

I don't remember, I dunno.

Maybe he just snuck in here at night or something.

Does sound like him.

He gets it from you.

- What? - It's not me.

Okay, I'm gonna go get some stuff done

downstairs, okay? - Mm-hmm.

I'll check on you tonight?

Sure, baby.

Okay.

Thanks for the tea, baby.

All right, mister, time to wrap things up.

Can you sleep with me again, Mom?

Michael,

I really wanna sleep in my own bed tonight.

Please.

Okay, lemme go brush my teeth and talk to Dad though.

When I get back that TV better be off, okay?

Okay, Mom.

Okay, girl. Come on.

I just want one night.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Brad!

Brad!

Brad.

Michael?

Michael!

Dad scared me!

Oh my god, Michael.

You can't scream like that.

And, Brad, what, what are you doing in here?

Go lay down. You're gonna get him sick.

I, um,

I'm sorry, I just came in to tell him goodnight.

I love you, son.

Brad, can you please take a peek out the window?

That white truck is there again.

The white truck?

The one that almost hit us the other day.

Oh, right.

Yeah, all right, yeah. I'll go look.

No, I'm serious.

He's like borderline stalking us.

I will, Michelle, I will.

Right, right. - Sick.

Sick. Yeah.

- Thank you. - All right. Yeah.

- Love you. - Love you.

All right.

Let's go to bed.

Brad, why are you doing this?

Brad, no!

The small town of Belton, Texas,

has once again been rattled by a heinous crime.

John Peterson, his son Malachi, and wife Hannah,

have all been found dead

in what appears to be a murder suicide.

The native tribe believes that these killings

closely resemble the supernatural encounters

that their ancestors experienced

right here centuries ago.

Here to tell us more about this is Chief AKU.

Yeah, there's this demonic force that's roamed these lands

for thousands and thousands of years.

My ancestors,

we were able to cast him out and keep him out

until this goddam corrupt mayor

and his real estate good 'ol boy systems

used imminent domain law.

They took all land from our tribe, our people,

and started selling off all our homes.

Tell the viewers more about this demonic force.

Yeah, well, you know, I gotta give it him, he's creative.

He'll find a way into a family's circle.

And once he's in, all the carnage begins.

Exactly who is this he?

Some call him .

Baal.

Others call him Beelzebub.

But we?

We call him Lord of the Flies.

Fuck!

Yes, baby.

Okay.

Oh-ho-ho-ho! Fuck!

Woo!

Brad?

Hey, Brad, Brad, is that you?

- Hey, baby. - Hey.

Are you,

are you doing okay in there?

Yeah, baby, sorry, I'm just, uh.

I'm, I'm just, I'm just taking a shit. I'm sorry.

Okay, that's fine.

Hey, look, I'm not feeling so good.

I'm gonna go upstairs and lay down.

Staying in Michael's room has just,

it's taken a bit of a toll on me.

Okay, baby.

- Is that okay? - Yeah, of course.

I'll come check on you.

Okay.

Oh.

The old has passed.

Now the new has come.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh! Shh.

Michelle.

- Hi. - Hey.

I, uh, I went ahead and told my boss I'm taking the day off.

What?

Yeah, well, you know, I, um,

I figured we can get more family time, you know?

I just feel like I've been so focused on work,

I feel really bad.

Are you sure?

I don't want you to get in trouble.

Yep.

I already told him.

Too late.

I mean, I just, I just dropped Michael off at school.

Actually, I was just thinking you'd get him early.

Yeah, go pick him up early.

And I'll stay home and I can cook us something for dinner.

- Okay, okay. - Yeah.

- You wanna cook? - Yeah.

Why not? I figured let's try something new, right?

I mean, it kind of makes me a little scared.

I've never had your cooking before.

You really want me to go pick him up right now?

Yes. Yeah, you should do that.

Go get him early,

and that way we could spend more family time together.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Right now? - Right now.

Like at, yes, this second.

Okay.

Are you sure you're okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Okay.

You earned yourself some extra bonus points for tonight.

Ooh.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

All right. I'll go get him.

All right. I love you.

- I love you. - I know.

Oh, I like this one.

Oh, for God so loved the world,

he gave his only fucking Son!

Come on, Michelle. Answer.

You're calling early.

Michelle, I need you to listen.

Go get Michael.

Keep him away from Brad.

And don't go home until I get there.

Whoa, whoa, wait, what, what?

You're coming here right now?

Dad, what the fuck is going on?

Michelle, a demonic force has overtaken Brad.

It killed the family that was in the house before you.

I saw it in a dream, and then I saw it on the local news.

Dad, you're having a psychosis break again, aren't you?

Michelle, no. No.

You need to trust me and stay the fuck away from Brad.

Dad, you need to turn around right now

and go to your psychiatrist's office!

Michelle, I'm not fucking crazy!

I know you and everybody else didn't believe me

when I had visions about Mom.

Yeah, because you would've fucking done something about it

if you actually saw something, but you didn't,

and now she's dead!

Dad, look, you live alone.

You're always at home by yourself.

You stay in your room.

I need you to turn around right now

and go to your psychiatrist's office

because I can't deal with this right now!

I'm sorry. I love you, okay?

Michelle?

Fuck!

Michelle?

Fuck!

Not yet. Not yet!

Hey, Mom, how come we haven't gone inside yet?

Can you stay in the car?

By myself?

I won't be long.

I am just gonna go in and check on Dad

and make sure he's not contagious before you come in.

But haven't I been around him

for a few days already?

Yeah, um,

I just wanna be extra careful.

If you hear anything from inside the house,

hold this down, okay?

Be right back.

For God so loved the world

he gave his only fucking Son!

Jesus loves me, this I know,

for the "Bible" tells me so.

Bullshit!

Someone new.

Oh, no, someone very old, Mr. Freeman.

I'll be back for you later, you fucking cunt.

Okay. Oh, oh, oh.

Are you good?

Ah. Okay, forgot there were two cunts.

We gotta keep that one alive, don't we?

That's a bad husband, Brad.

Ooh, how does this shit talk?

Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.

Mr. Freeman, what are you doing here?

What a surprise. - Ah, Brad.

Just thought I'd surprise the family

with a little cross country stop over to say hello.

Brad, you don't look like you're feeling too good.

Is everything okay with you?

- You caught me. - Yeah, I knew it.

Yeah, I am feeling a little under the weather.

But I'm good now.

Actually, wait. Oh my gosh.

You just got here at the perfect time.

- Yeah? - You always do.

Michelle and Michael are at the store.

- No. - I was cooking us dinner.

And guess what?

I realized we don't have dessert.

I'll be darned.

I have a sweet tooth.

You know, I like dessert.

That's what I was thinking. I had a hunch.

But, oh my god, they're gonna be so excited to see you.

Come on in. What am I doing? - I can't wait to see 'em.

Yeah, come on. - Come on, come on in.

Oh, great job on the decor, Brad.

- Oh my gosh. - This house is beautiful.

Thank you so much.

Unfortunately, I cannot take credit.

Realtor took care of everything and it came fully furnished.

So what you got cooking in here?

Oh, just some leftovers.

Smells good, huh? - Mm.

But you know what?

But are gonna flip when they see you.

I cannot believe you drove all that way.

Well, I guess I just couldn't stand

being away from you guys that long.

- Aw. - Yeah.

You know you're gonna have to kill me to get rid of me.

Oh, stop, Mr. Freeman.

Please have a seat. Please take a seat.

Well, thank you.

You know, Brad, you really don't look very well.

Do you think you should be cooking food for everybody?

You look like you could use some water.

I bet you're thirsty after driving such a long way.

Well, I would like that.

I appreciate it. Thank you.

Sure thing.

Tap?

You guys don't have filtered?

Ah, Mr. Freeman.

You can't go wrong with some good 'ol Texas tap.

Is that right?

Sure is.

- Mm. - Mmm.

I gotta hand it to you, Brad.

That's some damn good tap water.

Sure is.

Brad, before you moved here,

did you ever hear about the Petersons?

Doesn't ring a bell.

You never heard what happened to them?

How about you enlighten me?

Well, John Peterson,

that man shot his wife,

and then he walked into his son's room and he shot his son.

And then, he walked all the way

down the hall to his bathroom,

took that same gun and turned it against himself.

That is so fucked.

What's fucked, Brad,

is that it happened here right upstairs

about two months ago.

Now, is that still not ringing any bells?

Nope.

In the 1700s, there was a Scottish man,

Angus Shrewd, who began seeing things.

Now, in his dreams, he had vivid visions

of his loved one's deaths.

The locals at first thought he was crazy

until what he saw started to come true.

Now, back then, when you see things like this,

the king takes notice.

And next thing you know,

Angus is one of the king's right-hand men.

And the king uses Angus and his God-given abilities

to prevent the deaths of the people who were close with him.

You see, Angus would see it,

and then they would do everything in their power

to make sure it didn't happen.

In the 21st century, a man has visions like these,

you know, the doctor's tell him

he's got early onset dementia and psychosis,

and they give him some meds and send him on his way.

Nobody believes

that I saw my wife's death before it happened

because I would've stopped it from happening, right?

The truth is, I didn't believe it myself.

And then, it happened.

And now I have to live with the guilt of that

for the rest of my life.

Fool me once, shame on you.

Fool me twice...

Shame on me.

Where'd you learn to shoot, you fucking pussy?

No.

You fat fuck.

Oh, where'd she go?

Brad.

Brad, no, no, no, no!

Here, preggo!

Brad! Brad don't!

No!

Please, Brad, please!

Please stop!

Do you know how many times I've played this fucking game?

I just wanna kick your fucking stomach child

and kill your fucking son!

Your son.

Oh, you've been holding out.

Michael.

Michael. Michael.

Michael.

Fuck!

Brad!

Brad, let our fucking son go!

- Daddy, stop! - He's not my fucking son.

Brad, please.

Brad, I will fucking do it!

I'll shoot you! I swear!

I'll fucking shoot you!

We're just having some father-son time.

Brad, let him go.

You ain't anything like his dad.

Ow.

You don't stand a chance, you fucking cunt!

Hey, baby, baby. - No.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

What's going on? - Stop, please.

- Why are you... - Please.

Please. It's me.

Listen to me!

Brad!

Brad, stop!

Brad!

Michael?

Michael, Michael.

Michael, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Michael, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Who the fuck are you?

All right.

And.

Hey, get your fucking blood off my briefcase, bitch.

Oops.

Well, Mr. Peterson,

was a pleasure doing business with ya.

You clever son of a bitch.

Fuck an Ouija board.

When you got a tablet.

Leave it there for the next one.

Beautiful family.

Fuck you, dog!

Hartmann, what's up, brother?

Hey! Brad!

What's going on, brother?

How are you doing today?

I'm great, man. How are you?

I'm fantastic!

Hey, remember last week when we spoke,

I told you there might be a little bit of a possibility

that that family does back out?

- Yeah, man. What happened? - Mm-hmm.

Well, they did.

But good news.

You're the first runner-up

to have a shot at this wonderful deal.

Now here it is, 375,

and I'll fully furnish the place for you.

Do we have a deal?

Sounds like a deal, man.

Where do I sign?

Fantastic.

♪ La cucaracha, la cucaracha ♪

♪ La cucaracha, la cucaracha ♪