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I like houses when they're empty.

I like the quiet.

I like the space.

Sometimes I just sit there
before the caravan comes

and I just breathe it all in.

I think spaces look better
without people in them,

don't you think?

So that's why you killed them?

I mean, that's a bit simplistic, isn't it,

killing them because I like space?

Occam's razor.
Simpler is truer.

So help me get the timeline straight, Orson.

Who'd you stab first?
Mr. or Mrs. Gilbert?

Who's Lila?

Let's focus, Orson.

Who'd you stab first,

the husband or the wife?

I don't remember stabbing anyone.

Do you remember Mrs. Bentley?

Two weeks ago,

you stabbed her eight times, then raped her.

And the Lawrences.

Their six-year-old son, do you remember him?

I blacked out.

I already said.

Do you think I'm lying?

I think there are three families dead.

And I think you're facing life

without the possibility of parole.

I think if you wanted to help me,

you could take a short test.

To see if I'm lying?

These are...

567 true or false statements.

You answer as honestly as you can.

Sure.

Not going anywhere.

True or false.
"I like mechanics magazines."

Are you serious?

False.

"I think I'd enjoy working as a librarian."

False.

"I have diarrhea once or more a month."

False, but thanks for asking.

"I like the sound of a woman screaming."

Orson?

After responding to 567
true or false statements,

the defendant scored an 80
on the MMPI-2 validity scale.

That places him well within
the "deceitful" range.

Which means we can't trust his insistence

that he blacked out during the crime?

Not with any degree of certainty.

Thank you, Ms. Bouchard.

Nothing further.

You are a full-time employee

of the Queens D.A.'s office, Ms. Bouchard?

No.
Really?

That surprises me because you work

almost exclusively with the D.A.'s office.

I'm an independent contractor.
How many times have you testified

for the Queens D.A., Ms. Bouchard?

34 times over two years.

And how many times have you
declared a defendant sane?

A forensic psychologist
doesn't declare a defendant...

How many times have you determined

the defendant had the mental
capacity to be prosecuted?

34 times. Good to know you don't work
for the D.A.'s office.

Objection.
I'll rephrase.

If you didn't testify

the way the prosecution wanted,

wouldn't they stop hiring you, ma'am?

My guess is they'd only stop hiring me

if I stopped telling the truth.

So let's talk about the truth, Ms. Bouchard.

Is my client possessed?

Objection. Relevance?
I'd like to establish

the relevance, if I may, Your Honor. Go ahead.

Is my client possessed by a demon?

A-Are you referring to demons

metaphorically or clinically?

Here's an affidavit from my expert witness,

Dr. Leland Townsend.

He claims the defendant has taken on the voice

and characteristics
of a demonic presence named Roy.

Do you refute this?

Are you with him?

What?

Are you with the defense expert?

Tell him coaching the defendant is illegal.

I spent 18 hours with LeRoux;

he never once mentioned demons

or showed any signs of possession.

Hello.

She's accusing us of coaching him.

It's not gonna work.

Ms. Bouchard,

please take this.

For your own protection.

Trust me, you may need it.

Do you know the "Our Father"?

Again, there's no demonic possession?
No.

My wife believes in that stuff, I don't.

Why is the defense saying you're possessed

by a demon named Roy?

I have no idea.

So it's your position that you blacked out

during the killings, and that's it.

Yep.
Thank you.

Are you Catholic, Orson?

No.

Are you?

Not anymore.

What does that mean to you?

Our Father who art in Heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done...

Quis sicut bestia?

Guard!

Guard!

Settle down!

I will ascend! I will ascend!

I will ascend!
I will ascend!

I can no longer support this.

Excuse me?
I can no longer support

a diagnosis of APD.

You think this guy's possessed?

No, but I need to assess for hallucinations,

delusions...

The judge wants your opinion now.

Right. And my opinion is:
we need more time.

I'll meet you two in court.

You've had a shock, Kristen.

I understand your ambivalence,

but you're not at a university,

you're here cashing our checks.

I'm here to tell the truth.

Which is, I need you on the stand

to confirm your earlier testimony.

Or what?

Or...

we'll have to reconsider our relationship.

That's all.

I'll see you in court.

Your Honor, if I could have just
one more second of your time.

Is there a problem?
No.

I know this is unorthodox,

speaking to you outside of the courtroom...

You want someone to lie for you on the stand,

you can get someone else, not me.

Your Honor.

Mom!
Mom! Thank God you're home!

Daughters!

So what's this?

The distance between the stars.

Well, of course.
What was I thinking?

I was making a rocket ship.

That's beautiful.

Where's Grandma?
Have we eaten her?

She's in the backyard.
Laura wants it outside.

What have you got behind your back?

I've got nothing behind my back.
Let's get this cleaned up.

How long have you been on the laptop?

It's homework.

Are you sure?
What happened to your arm?

Nothing. Let's, um, let's clean this up.

How far off's dinner?
Ten minutes.

The oven's out, so we're
getting Grubhub instead.

What did happen to your arm?

Oh, nothing.

Oh, my gosh.

So, what's wrong with the stove?

It's just old like this house.

Oh, but, luckily, your husband sent a check.

Can I read it, please?

$900.

That's how much Andy thinks
you need for the month.

He says he'll be home soon,

because that's when he'll be done climbing.

Isn't that nice of him?
Mom.

You take care of the kids,

you pay the bills,

you have the full-time job, and he's, what,

off in Nepal climbing things.

He's actually making money
guiding people up Everest.

Not as much as he could
in an office in Manhattan.

Mom, pizza's here!

Pizza's here, Mom!

Don't poison them against their father.

I don't have to, honey,

he's doing that all by himself.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Don't stay out too late.

Never!
Of course not.

Cake!

"The man in black was hanging in space,

"clinging to the sheer rock face,

700 feet above the water.

"The Sicilian watched, fascinated.

"'You know,' he said,

'since I've made a study of death and dying...'"

No, do the voice.

"'You know,' he said,

"'since I've made a study of a-death and a-dying,

and am a great expert...'"

Mom.

A man called wanting me
to give you a message.

Okay.

He said we'd be homeless
if you didn't repay the loan.

I left the number by the phone.

Can we get Dad to call him?

It's just what's left of my student loan.

They always say scary things
to scare family members.

Just ignore them.

Okay.
Okay.

Good night. Good night, Mom.

Don't you dare call my kids.

You want to scare me, you scare me.

Or I swear, I'm gonna take
that money I still owe you

and burn it on my lawn.

Hello?
Oh.

Sorry.

Your work gave me this
as your office address.

Oh, yeah, it's... uh, my home address, too.

I heard about your encounter with Mr. LeRoux.

I'm sorry.
It's okay.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.

I, uh... thank you.

I also heard that the prosecution

isn't using you as an expert witness anymore,

and I, uh,

wanted to discuss an opportunity.

Sorry, I don't get much heat out here.

Oops.

Oh...

That's okay.

Is this you?

Yeah.

You're a climber?

I was.

Seven Summits?

Yes.

Oh. I count five.

I gave up.

Why?

Children.

This your climbing partner?

My husband.

Thanks a lot for the job offer,

but I can't work
for the defense.

I'm not with the defense.

I don't understand.

I work for the Catholic Church.

David Acosta.

Why were you in with LeRoux?

I was interviewing him
to see whether he was possessed.

So you're a priest?
No.

An assessor.

I don't know what that is.

Well, the church has a backlog
of about 500,000 requests

for exorcisms and, uh, miracle appraisals.

And my colleague Ben and I
are hired by the church

to investigate unexplained phenomenon

and to recommend whether
there should be an exorcism

or further research.

I didn't know that was a job.

It is.

I'm sorry. It was a really

long day, and I...

Mrs. LeRoux, uh, asked us
to assess her husband Orson.

She thinks he's possessed.

Unfortunately, he won't
talk with us anymore,

but he will talk to you.

Um, he seems to like you.

We want to hire you to help us assess him.

Just to be up front with you, Mr., um...

Acosta.
Acosta.

I don't believe in all that--

devils and possession.

That's okay.

See, the problem with my job is

that possession looks a lot like insanity, and...

insanity looks a lot like possession.

I need someone to help me
distinguish between the two.

You don't care that I don't believe?

I do not.

How much do you pay?

I woke up in the middle of the night,

and Orson wasn't in bed,

so I went downstairs.

He had just gotten back from the hospital

after he fell at work, so I was worried.

He was talking to himself.

I shook him, but he didn't wake up.

And this is what led you to
believe he was possessed?

No. He always talked to himself,

but this time, someone talked back.

That's why

I called your parish.
What did this,

uh, voice... sound like?

Quiet.

Like a whisper.
I recorded it if that helps.

Yes, it-it does.

This was a few nights in a row,
so I recorded

the last one.

Orson?

Baby, what's wrong?

Orson?

Turn that off.

I'm gonna need your new pass...

So, uh,

this is what-- a haunting?

It's an infestation.

What's that?

A haunting.

I thought this was about possession.

Well, the theory is

that an infestation leads to a possession.

First, the, uh, demon takes over the house,

and then it takes over the person.

Supposedly.

You don't believe in it?

I believe it pays the rent.

Are you good?

Why do you want me doing this?

I want your honest opinion.

I want your skepticism.

Well, then...

You're leading her on.

In what way?

Well, she's desperate for these killings

to have some supernatural meaning,

but he didn't murder seven people

because there's whispering in his house.

Then we'll find that out.

Yeah, you keep saying that,

but I don't need to check every broomstick

to know that broomsticks don't fly.

Do you think science
can answer every question?

Yes, I do.

I do. Just not all at once.

So there are no mysteries?
No miracles?

A doctor creates a hearing aid for a deaf man

who hears music for the first time.

That's a miracle.

Philae probe lands on a comet
100 million miles away,

a comet traveling at 11,000 miles per hour.

That is a miracle.

They just happen to exist.

They're real.

But ghosts and demons and
that thing on her phone

or whatever it was--

I don't know what to do with that.

Ten years ago I decided to
drop out and travel the world,

and the farther I got from America,

the more I realized how little I knew.

I saw a shaman in Kyzyl transfer
his soul to a dying child.

I saw a woman in the
Indus Plains come back to life

after drowning for 20 minutes.

Science is only good
for repeatable phenomenon.

And most of life--

the most interesting parts--

don't repeat.

So science doesn't recognize it.

Hmm.

You think it's medical?

Well, he had a fall
that put him in the hospital

right before the killings.

That was news to me.

Meaning? There are injuries

to the frontal lobe that can
result in violent behavior.

And seizures that look like possession.

I don't know.

I'm checking into it.

The most dangerous situations
are never the ones you'd think.

It's never the, uh,

Mexican drug war or
being embedded in Afghanistan.

It's the food poisoning in Pakistan.

Oh, this is stupid.

It's not real.

It's just a dream.

Your eyes are open.

That's a weird way to dream...

Kristen.

It's a night terror.

Oh.

Of course I am.

Tell me, can a night terror do this?

Just close your eyes.

Just press your eyes shut.

You'll wake up.

Not yet.

Keep them open.

Hi.

George is the name.
Good to meet you.

Are you wearing any underwear?

For your new boss, David?

Hey, you got a scar down here.

What is that, a cesarean?

Mom? Mom, wake up!
Mom? Mom? Mom, wake up!

Mom, wake up!

You were screaming.

You woke us up.
Oh, my gosh.

I'm sorry. I...
I had a nightmare.

What a horrible...

What's wrong?
What is it?

Nothing.

I just left the window open.

I get nightmares, too, sometimes.

And my teacher punches me in the face, and...

That doesn't happen.
Also, it does...

Yes, it does!
Yeah, it does.

I'm seven years old,

so what's the point?!

All right.
I'm okay, guys.

Back to bed.
No.

I'm sleeping here.

Me, too!
I'm so tired, Mom.

Come on, Mom.
Yeah, right here.

All right, but just one night.

Okay.
Yes!

Mom!

Mom.

A night terror? Hmm.
Yeah.

You ever had a night terror before?
No, never.

How do you know
it wasn't just a nightmare?

My eyes were open and
I had sleep paralysis.

I also saw a shadow figure.

In the literature, there's
always talk of shadow figures.

Incubus?

He took off my underwear,

talked about my cesarean and my...

relationship with my boss, so yeah.

Your boss at the D.A.'s office?
Yes.

No. It's a different job.

What job?

Well, I'm working with someone who's, um...

...looking into demonic possession

and its effect on crime.

Really?
Yeah.

How does that work?

I'm not sure.

I'm, uh, only doing it temporarily

to pay off my student loans.
Okay.

Uh, look, i-it's very odd
for night terrors

to start in your 30s, all right? My guess

is it's a momentary disruption
in N3 sleep cycles.

I'm gonna prescribe you some diazepam,

and I just want you to take it if...

Here is how it works.

The soap clogs the dishwasher filter.

That creates what's, uh, called
an embouchure hole.

That's kind of what you see in a flute.

And when that hole gets smaller,

it creates a sound.

So you're saying that the dishwasher

caused the whispering?

I'm saying that the dishwasher

created this sound.

Is that what you heard?

You killed Santa Claus for her.

Yeah. They never like it, none of them.

You do this a lot? Kill Santa?
More now

since Ghost Hunters.

People watch that show,
they jump at every sound.

I never heard whispering in
my house until last night.

That's the power of suggestion.

There's an explanation for everything,

but people would rather
believe in ghosts, demons.

So, how'd you get connected to this job?

David.

I was a contractor at the rectory.

He asked me to help.

Why's he do it?

David?

He is a believer.

He's bought the whole thing.

Uh, devils, angels, demons, Satan.

Hmm. He's training to be a priest.

Really?

Yeah. Two years into a five-year program.

Mm-hmm, okay.
Don't give up.

I don't know if I like this--

you two working together.

I feel ganged up on.

Yeah, that's too bad.
Wow.

You're in a bad mood.

No, I'm just not working
with the court anymore,

so I don't have to pretend
to be impartial.

Kristen and I have a lot in common.

She likes to walk up
to the edge of the cliff

and stare off into the abyss.

She said you spoke Latin last time.

I don't speak Latin.

Does Roy?

Who's Roy?

The demon that speaks through you.

Never heard of him.

Do you remember this from last time?

Aah!

Was that scary enough for you?

What's this, another test?
Write out the alphabet

until you get to the 14th letter.

Why?

Humor me. Or don't.

We'll just go home early.

You like having an audience.

The worst thing would be
for you to lose your audience.

What does this tell us?

Well, there's some drooping
in the penmanship.

That could be from inflammation or...

nothing.

I'd need more tests.

Okay. I'll arrange for
some more time tomorrow.

Good.
Good work.

Thanks.

So, you're, uh...

you're training to be a-a priest?

I am.

Does that surprise you?

I don't know, you...
just don't seem like the type.

Well, I kicked around the world a lot.

Felt like the right time
to commit to something.

And you?

You don't seem like a
thrill-seeking type.

Oh, I'm... I'm not.

That's not what Climbing Magazine says.

Oh.

You did a little googling?
It says you're one of the first women

to climb El Capitan's nose in one day.

And you, uh...

you don't like the food
in Pakistan, I hear.

Oh, God.

That interview.

You know I'm just doing this to
pay off my student loans, right?

I do.

See you tomorrow?

Yeah, absolutely.

It's George.

Did I wake you?

You're not real.

I have 567 true or false statements.

Answer as honestly as you can.

There are no wrong answers,

but just to make this fun...

a finger for every wrong answer.

These are my thoughts.

I'm scaring myself with my thoughts.

"I like mechanics magazines."
You're not here.

I'm scaring myself.
Kristen,

you have to answer.

"I like mechanics magazines."

Okay.

False.

Good.

"I have diarrhea once or more a month."

False.

"I was flirting with David Acosta today

even though I'm married."

False.

Sorry, Kristen.

Wrong answer.

Oh.

"Oh, boo-hoo,

my finger's gone."

Poor baby.

Lightning round.

"I am attracted to Acosta...

sexually."

True.

"I'm a lapsed Catholic,

"a lapsed mountain climber,

"a lapsed psychologist.

Everything I do, I quit."

Kristen?

Come on.

I can't read it.

What?
Wernicke's area

is a region in the brain responsible

for interpreting language,
and it's dormant during sleep.

That's why you can't
read text in a dream.

This is a dream,

and you don't exist.

Well,

if I don't exist, then...

this won't hurt.

Goodbye, George.

Take your time.
Just reproduce the drawing

as best you can.

Your wife asked us to assess

whether a supernatural force
was influencing you, Orson.

We're here to help you.

Look, we can always go home,

but then you've lost your audience.

What's he doing?

Roy?

Non solus sum.

Sexaginta nostri sunt.

60 other than yourself?

Yes.

And you know one of them.

I do?

No, not you, idiot.

Her.

Oh, well, that's too bad, 'cause
I don't believe in demons.

Well, they believe in you.

Especially the one last night.

What are you talking about?

George.

How was he?

Yes.

David doesn't know about George, does he?

But I do.

Your little late-night visitor.

Red eyes.

The bad teeth.

Kissing your little cesarean scar.

Your panties.

How cute.

And he's going to visit you tonight

and every single night.

Collos filiarum

tuarum jugulabit Georgiu...

What was that about?

Who's George?
I don't know.

How could he have known?

Known what?

A shadow figure was in my dream.

Called himself George.

He talked about my underwear, my scar.

Did you tell anybody about this?

No.

No one.

What'd he say in Latin at the end?

Tell me.

"George will slash the
throats of your daughters."

Sometimes the devil just
says things to provoke.

It just doesn't make sense.

I know you believe in this stuff.

I don't.

How could he have known?

I think I know what happened.

Who'd you talk to?

Kristen. Wh...

E-Excuse me.
Could you come back?

No, I need to know now.

Who'd you talk to about
my session yesterday?

Excuse me, Judy.
I'm sorry.

I never told anyone about our session.

Well, someone knew what I told
you about-- the shadow figure,

my thoughts on my boss-- and
you're the only one I've told.

Well, it didn't come from me.

I-I have... would
never say anything

to anybody about that kind of thing.

You take notes during
our sessions. Where are they?

They're locked in my file
cabinets, they always are.

I'd like to see them.
That's not really necessary.

Kurt.
I need to see them now.

Randy.

Who else visited LeRoux
in the last two days?

Why? Because someone slipped him
stolen information.

I don't know.
Just you two.

We have to sign in
every time we see him.

Who else signed in?

You know I can't show you that.

Well, I have to sign in again.

Seriously?

Almost done.

Who's L. Townsend?

I couldn't tell you even if I knew.

Your Honor, we've already
been through this.

Overruled again.

And you've seen this demonic possession

when you interviewed Orson LeRoux?

On three occasions.

And what did he say?

He said...

He said that a demon named Roy

had committed the murders.

We've seen your report,
but if you could summarize

your conclusion, Dr. Townsend.

Certainly.

In my professional opinion...

Kurt, do you know a forensic
psychologist named Townsend?

Robin.

Do we know a Dr. Townsend?

Is that the guy who was here yesterday

about an appointment?

Kristen, there was a man here
who wanted to pay for a session,

but he left before we could
get his contact info.

What'd he look like?

Brown hair, glasses.

About five-eight.

He broke into your filing cabinet,

took your notes, Kurt.

He's got everything I ever told you.

Dr. Townsend.

Ah. Ms. Bouchard.

My loyal opposition.

Why did you give my therapy
notes to a serial killer?

You're in way over your head, Ms. Bouchard.

Why don't you leave this
to the professionals?

Who are the professionals?

Your boy toy Acosta.

LeRoux.

The 60.

Who are the 60?

People who know who you are now.

Hey, that session number 37
was a juicy one, wasn't it?

"I just want my daughters gone
so I can have my freedom."

Just say the word, Kristen,
and, poof, they're gone.

No one blames you, no guilt,

just four little caskets.

Go to hell.
With pleasure.

In fact, I'll make room
for your daughters.

Well, what do we have here?

The priest in training.

Don't you have altar boys to rape?

Leland.

You have no power here.

She doesn't believe.

That's when I'm at my best.

Don't you remember?

Julia.

Crying on her knees.

Weepy little bitch.

What was that?

Whatever happened to nonviolence?

It's provisional.

Oh, is that what Jesus said?

Now it's my turn.

Are you good?

Who's Julia?

A friend.

This guy Townsend--you know him?

I've seen him.

In other...

guises.

I don't... W-W...

What does that mean?

There are people in this world

who are... connectors.

They influence people.

They have day jobs.
Uh, teachers, stockbrokers,

uh... expert witnesses.

They pretend to be normal,

but their real pursuit is...

...evil.

Encouraging others to do evil.

Y-You don't have to believe
in the supernatural

to know that there are people
out there who do bad things

and encourage others to do bad things

for the sheer pleasure of it.

Psychopaths.
Yes.

This is where our beliefs overlap.

Because that man is a psychopath

who feels less alone

when he gets others to do what he does.

The world is getting worse

because evil is no longer isolated.

Bad people are talking to each other.

They're connected.

Through social media.

Yes.

So you think Townsend
connected with LeRoux online?

And encouraged him to kill.

But the police had LeRoux's computer.

There was nothing there.

What did LeRoux say on that recording?

Turn that off.

I'm gonna need your new pass...

"Password."
That's what he was saying.

He needs your new log-in password.

That has nothing to do with possession.

Emily, we think someone
was in touch with Orson,

through social media,

encouraging him to do these crimes.

Someone...

demonic.

Ah, just the woman I want to see.

Good afternoon, Mr. LeRoux.

I have 567 true or false statements.

That again?

I like the picture of the dog better.

It's your last test.

Well, hello to you, too, David.

I should tell you that Kristen

thinks about you all the time.

Dirty, disgusting sexual fantasies.

True or false?
"I wake up every morning

feeling refreshed and optimistic."

Answer it or we'll leave.

True, but I prefer the diarrhea question.

"I use my wife's e-mail
account to avoid detection."

True or false, Orson?

Where are you getting this?

Your wife's computer.

She gave us your password.

False.
"I logged on

"to 4chan and talked
about my fantasies of killing

and necrophilia."
False.

"That's where Leland Townsend
found me and sent me

these photos."

None of this is true.

I want back in my cell.
Guard!

You get used to that cell, Orson.

You didn't black out,
you knew what you were doing.

You just wanted to get away
with rape and murder.

I said I want out!

Oh, you're never getting out.

You're 48 years old and
prisons have good health care,

so you'll die when you're 100.

That's 18,980 sunrises and sunsets.

And you'll miss
every single one of them.

You're a bitch.

Oh, boy, do you have that right.

Where are these from?

His wife's account.

These are e-mails from
the defense expert Townsend,

coaching LeRoux on how
to win an insanity plea.

How he could use Latin to fake possession.

So this proves I was right, then.

I was right and you were wrong.

Yep. Good job.

By the way, I fixed
your whispering problem.

Your pilot light was out on your stove.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

What is this and why?

These are margaritas.

Why would anyone drink this?

They're fast.

Yeah, so are horse tranquilizers.

Uh. So, Ben.

I've got our next assignment.

Hmm.

And it's not demonic possession.

What is it?

A miracle.

And there's video.

There's a video of the miracle?

Mm.
Of course there is.

Where is this?

A hospital.

So it's a medical miracle.

Yeah, you could say that.

Mm. Is she joining us?

I don't know.

Are you joining us?

I mean, I could have a look.

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