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Previously on Happy Town...

Xavier was a friend of mine from Manchester.

He's had some kind of an accident.

When your ma died, I was convinced it was murder.

Are you Tommy Conroy? This is the hammer that Peggy Haplin used to kill your mother.

Dan Farmer is the one that drugged me.

Dan Farmer? Sate Police Dan Farmer?

He's the Magic Man.

What the hell are you doing?

Dave was talking all kinds of crazy about dead birds

and an underground pit where the Magic Man

- kept his victims in giant cages. - I just shot the Magic Man.

I always thought it was pretty, that symbol.

You know, my mother designed it a month after Addie disappeared.

I didn't know that.

Yeah, she said it was a... a simple way of asking

where have all those angels gone?

Okay, so I'll pick you up tonight at your place,

uh, 10:00, and, um...

Yeah, then we're off.

What is it?

I just don't know if this is the right time

to just pick up and leave for California.

Our families are poison, Georgia.

If we stay here, we'll become... infected.

You're right.

Okay, 10:00.

As if there wasn't enough reason to leave this town already.

There they go.

Hey! It's Gazpacho!

Hey, look, it's Gazpacho!

- Who? - The guy who stole your truck.

What?

"Daniel Farmer."

Word on the street is they think they caught the Magic Man.

- No kidding. - Yeah, they got him over at the station.

It's some state cop... Dan Farmer.

Are you still pals with Bobby Dordondo and those freaks?

Oh, yeah. We was up at their place for a pig roast

about a month before you got sprung.

- Call him. - Done.

- Where are we goin'? - Sheriff's station.

Haplin County Sheriff.

I'm sorry. Don't know anything about that, ma'am.

Hold on. You gotta listen to me.

Peggy Haplin killed your mother.

I can prove it.

Look, lady, we have a lot going on here today.

But if we didn't, I'd have a chance to stop and ask you,

who are you anyway?

Tommy, I put Dan in a cell. Now it's just a flesh wound,

- but we should get him to a hospital. - But put him under heavy guard.

And, T.C., you and I should head to both the trailers, that hole in the woods,

- bag and tag every piece of evidence we find. - Henley! Henley, did you hear?

I helped to apprehend the Magic Man!

- Really? - Can you believe it? Huh? Me!

- Come on, Mrs. Meadows. Let me walk you out. - No, I'm just gonna talk... talk...

Mr. Grieves, any news on your friend from England?

How kind of you to ask Rose.

No, I'm afraid Xavier is in a very bad way, and I must go to him.

Oh dear.

Well, safe travels...

and good luck.

Thank you Rose.

If there is anything we can do...

Thank you, Rose.

Hello, T.C.

It's your former best friend in the whole wide world.

- The one you didn't blow away in the woods. - What do you want, Greggy?

- That guy you have... - What are you talking about?

The guy who destroyed this town,

turned neighbor against neighbor,

created fear and terror...

the guy who took Lauryn Ward right when I was aiming on getting her back...

We're not even sure it's him, Greggy.

The guy who made me look like a ratbag in front of my brothers...

- the guy who stole my truck. - Just let us do our job, Greggy.

Can't do it, T.C.

- We're comin' to get him. - What?

Right now. We're bringing the bumble.

And call the night shift in early. Also, who's off duty today?

Uh, Resink, Curatola, Perkins, Duffy, I think MacMullen.

- See if you can get 'em to come in. - Hey, T.C.

Check this out.

What the hell's that about?

What are we gonna do T.C.?

Hello, old friend. We're here for the Magic Man.

You're on parole Greggy. You really wanna do this?

That's right. Here I am, 20 days sprung from the soak,

willing to risk going back

so justice can be served.

You disperse now, we'll forget this ever happened.

You don't, we're arresting all of you.

- Listen to him Greggy. - But we just have so many questions.

How'd he do it?

He snatched those people up in public.

And why those random seven?

And my pretty Lauryn Ward?

And what about those dead flowers?

And why did he stop?

We'll find all that out Greggy.

What do you think we should do, Root Beer?

I think you should walk away, Aidan.

Fine.

Fine. You're right.

Not worthy going back to the soak over this.

Come on, let's go.

Really?

Yeah, let's go.

Holy cow.

You done good, Eli.

Let's call Pike Bend PD, tell 'em we're not sure what we got,

but if they could send extra men out, we'd be grateful.

Just in case.

Hello? Yes? Are they quite sure?

All right.

Thank you.

Apparently, Haplin's finest

think they have at long last apprehended him.

Please fetch my mother's fine China, Levon.

And find my grandson and ask him to come around.

- Maybe you guys should go home. - What's happening?

Uh, it's... it's gonna be fine. It's just a little chaotic right now.

- I want to see him, Tommy. - Rachel, please, not now.

He's a state policeman.

We're holding a state policeman in custody

- based on pure conjecture. It is all bad right now. - I...

I'm not leaving until I see him.

- Emma C., are you good? - Great.

Why are you still here?

Why are you being so dismissive of the truth?

Because it's not the truth.

My mother died five years ago of a stroke.

Yes, she did.

Alice Conroy died at work

- at Weeping Wall. - Exactly.

- That's what they want you to think. - Who is "they"?

You should ask your father.

What does my father have to do with anything?

He has everything to do with it... everything.

Hey, T.C. you'd better come see Farmer.

- He's not lookin' so good. - Ju... just wait in here.

- What's going on? - I'll... I'll tell you in a sec.

Just for now, talk to the girl.

Hello.

I didn't know you were home.

I wasn't.

Well, I was but...

Sleepin'...

Dreamin'...

So while I was here, technically I was elsewhere...

in Paris nightclub

doing the cha-cha-cha with Sophia Loren.

Or was it Audrey Hepburn?

Oh, I always get the two of them mixed up.

Really?

How is that possible?

They're old-timey, is why.

I'm thinking of crashing a party in normal town tonight.

Going somewhere?

I'm just gonna go out of town for a few days with Lani and her mom.

You know, Georgie,

we can't change what we are.

What do you mean?

Let me give you a piece of fatherly advice.

Why start now, Carl?

You can ask a crocodile to the junior prom.

You can buy the crocodile a corsage and a pretty dress of blue.

You can dance with the crocodile and get it some punch.

But there's one thing for certain...

when you go to take a piss,

you can pretty much guarantee

that the crocodile will eat the band.

'Cause try as she might, she's still a crocodile.

So what's your advice?

Never ask a crocodile to the junior prom.

- So which one is your favourite? - I like this one... little Suzy.

Suzy? That's my mom's name, Suzy. Susan but Suzy.

- You're new in a town? - Yeah.

You look so familiar.

Maybe we passed on the street or something.

- Yeah, maybe. - Yeah.

So, what did you want to talk to Tommy about?

Oh, just, um...

some police business.

Oh, let me get that for you.

All right, there you go.

Little Suzy.

What do you say, Emma?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You look like an angel.

Is she an angel, mommy?

I don't know, sweetie.

How's your wing?

This is ridiculous. You know that.

Tell me why.

Do you really think I'm the man you seek?

I don't know.

But I also don't understand how you were working here back when all that was going on

and yet we never met.

And I don't understand what you were doing to Georgia Bravin that night at hospital.

She claims you kidnapped her and her friend.

But what I do know

is that there are men who want to hang you from the rafters...

and what I'm trying to get good with is:

why in the hell shouldn't I let 'em?

Because...

I want what you want, Tom Conroy,

what you father wants.

I want to catch the Magic Man

and his repugnant bird Cicero.

I've made it my life's work.

That's why this is the peak of irony, Tom.

I'm not him.

But I'm the best thing you will have to catching him.

And how's that?

Because he took something from me,

something that I loved,

And he rattles the chains I've been hearing for most of my life.

Who are you, man? Tell me who you are...

I'll tell you this, Tom...

I am not the Magic...

Dan. Dan.

Dan! Root Beer.

Root Beer! Get in here.

Kelvin, where the hell is that damn ambulance?

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Seal off all the windows and doors!

Get a man on every point.

Hi, this is Tommy Conroy from Haplin.

I think one of my guys called for back up.

You can cancel that request.

It was a false alarm.

And, uh, we thought we needed you boys

but, uh, we've got everything under the control here.

Yeah, yeah. Thanks, man.

- Are you guys okay? - We're fine. What's going on?

Greggy Stiviletto lost his mind.

Keep your heads down. Here.

I'll come back later.

I used to date him.

Where the hell is that damn backup?

These freaks have us outgunned here, Tommy.

We've got ten men with service pistols on duty.

These freaks have more firepower than we do.

Hello. Hello?

- You see how it is, Tommy? - Are you kidding me, Greggy?!

No matter how this goes down, it doesn't end well for you.

Give him up...

because I want to ground his face into the pavement.

And when I am done, I'll go merrily on my way.

- What happen to you, man? - Oh, things changed for me a long time ago, Tom Con.

And I realized I could do it.

I could do it. I could do it without you.

Now give him up.

Mob rules.

Come on, baby doll.

Not yet, pal.

Watch Emma for me.

What? Where are you going?

Rachel, get down!

Rach, you need to get down on the floor.

And all the horror you caused!

And all the sorrow!

All the terror!

It's not him.

- You're not him. - Rach...

He's not him.

Why can't you be him?

Why can't you be him?

Why can't you be him?

She's right, Tom. I'm not him.

You know it. I know it.

But I guess it's like what your father once told me

back in those days.

It's easier to create the monster

than it's to tame it.

Hello, Andrew.

Hello, grandma.

- I have something to show you. - Yeah? What's that?

A film. It's called "A Blue Door."

It's oddly marvelous.

N-now? I-I need to get home.

No, Andrew, settle in. It's something you should see.

Have a tea cake, dear?

It's quiet out there.

Yeah, too quiet.

Okay, Tommy. So now, we're gonna try a little bit of old-school diplomacy.

What's that mean?

That means that we've taken our first hostage.

What do you want to do?

I don't want to negotiate with those three mooncalfs.

Where's Greggy?

[In the time...]

[The 'Scharlatt' needs his true...]

[We must be at home and the house...]

[Why are you saying something like this?]

[Because it's true.]

[The child will be kidnapped]

[by a ghost whose obsessed mother will be revealed as immaculate,]

[sympathetic and...]

[And what'll they say, these words?]

[That the town will be razed to the ground,]

[that in the mountains...]

[Who cares about the baby? What's with his mother?]

I'd say they're in.

Why you gotta make things so difficult, Tommy?

Do you have any idea how stupid this is?

Well, he doesn't look so badass now, does he?

Well, well.

If it isn't the queen of the underground.

You're an idiot.

What's going on in there?

Lincoln, look!

Back off there, Boris Karloff.

I think not.

I think not.

Hey, buddy...

Your brother is a fool. He's either going to die

or return to prison, along with your other fool brother.

I can see to it that neither of these things will happen,

but I need you to release Mr. Haplin...

- and disappear from town. - What the hell are you talking about?

I'm talking about not allowing this bone-headed play of yours,

this massively tragic error of judgment from destroying your family forever.

I can make it right.

Unless you do what I say.

I will see to it that your brothers

are doomed to suffer for all time.

You three will have to fend for yourselves for the rest of your days

like blind chickens looking for a place to crap.

Are you like James Bond or something?

If James Bond had lion-crushing strength

and commanded an army of the undead, then...

Yes, I am.

Okay. Okay, yeah, you... you'll see to it that they... get out okay?

I give you my word.

All right, let... let's go.

What? Are you sure?

Let's go!

Well...

that was difficult to describe. And, uh...

Impossible to duplicate.

Where are you going?

I'm going inside.

No, John.

I want to go in there too. I want to see him just as you do.

But that situation needs to unravel itself.

Don't you see, John?

This is your time.

It's time to shoulder the mantle of leadership.

This town needs you.

This is a... an opportunity. It's a responsibility.

Go to the people, John.

Gather the people here.

Yes, but... my wife...

No, no, no. There will be time for that later.

Now you take control.

Go.

Grab him, Bobby. Let's get on outta here.

I'm not gonna let you do this, Greggy. Put your guns down.

We got our guns aimed at you,

just like you got your guns aimed at us...

Put 'em down.

And I am this close to stringing John Haplin up

- like a Christmas decoration. - I swear, Greggy...

Yet still, Tommy Conroy

thinks that he is holding all the cards.

Good to see you still got the same pills you had in high school, T.C.

I got my family here...

my wife, my daughter.

And these are my men.

And it's not gonna happen.

So put your guns down now.

Good old T.C.

Same dumb jock he always was.

I said put your guns down now.

Tommy, no!

Lookit here, everybody!

My left hand! And she's workin' again.

And I was just sittin' in my bed eating my pudding

when one of the nurses asked if I'd heard about the trouble at the station.

So I figured it was time to get healthy, tout de suite.

You can't just leave me in here, you know.

You shot me in the ass!

I could bleed to death. Then what are you gonna do, huh?

Mm, call around for a caterer for that big party I'm gonna throw?

Aidan Stiviletto.

You always were either the dumbest smart guy alive or the

smartest dumb guy. I haven't figured it out yet.

Oh, I got my reasons, Griff.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I hope a hankering for penitentiary Salisbury steak is one of 'em.

The others are gone. No sign of anyone.

We'll round 'em all up, every last of of them.

Now you see, Andrew, why you cannot leave Haplin...

and especially not with a girl in overalls whose daddy blacks her eye.

No, you have to stay and begin to be the standard-bearer for this family.

That was the, um...

that was the worst thing I've ever seen.

It's a classic, and it's who you are, Andrew. It's who we all are.

My father was right. You're crazy.

No, what I am is responsible.

You should go to your mother. She'll be needing you tonight.

Let him go. He needs time.

Where the hell is that damn ambulance?

I don't know. It should be here by now.

- Tommy, can you come over here a sec? - I want to see him, Tommy.

- John... - I want to see him.

- John, now is not the time. - It's not for me, Tommy.

It's them.

We want to see him, Tommy. Want to know that it's over.

We need that ambulance, John.

Let me see him first.

As you can see, John, he's in no shape for anything.

That's why we need you to let the ambulance through.

My... my... my child is gone because of this man.

My wife is...

well...

basically gone.

It's funny, 'cause you know, I thought when I would finally lay eyes on him,

I'd feel... fury,

you know, disgust. Madness.

And what do you feel?

I feel hungry... actually.

Yeah.

I haven't eaten all day.

Boy, all these years, you know.

I imagined the man that took my daughter

had fangs and...

blood-red eyes and...

black oil dripping from his... his mouth...

not this...

this nothing...

dying on your floor.

Which is why we have to get him to a hospital, John.

Because if the others are alive, as it...

as it seems they might be...

So then every moment wasted is another measured chunk

taken out of the hope of finding them, right?

Exactly.

Okay.

I'll tell them.

I'll tell the people.

Bring an ambulance around the back.

What did he mean when he said they might be alive?

We didn't want to upset you,

but we found a severed hand.

Whose hand was it?

It's Lauryn Ward.

They're alive?

No, we don't know that for sure.

Oh, but... they could be.

All this time, and we stopped lookin'.

And they're alive?

Just ride with him to the hospital.

- We'll be by later. - Copy that.

Hey, have you seen that girl who was here earlier?

No, I haven't seen her. What was that about, anyway?

Where's my ambulance going?

You hang in there, Dan.

Stay with us. Can you hear me?

You know, for what it's worth,

I never thought you were the Magic Man.

I'm still not clear on why you blew your truck up in my face,

but I try not to take these things personally.

It's all water under the bridge, as far as I'm concerned.

Hello.

What do you mean, where am I? I'm in the back of your ambulance. What?

Phil is still at the Sheriff's station.

He is?

Then who's... driving?

Where did you get a gun?

Of course. It's my gun.

Out now.

Officer Rogers, I need your cell phone, please.

Okay. I'm low on minutes, though.

Start walking.

Dan, what are you... what are you...

I said start walking.

Well done.

Thank you.

That girl, Henley, what did she want?

Well, she was kind of kooky.

She was talking all kinds of crazy things. I... I didn't pay much attention.

- She had a tattoo on her shoulder. - Yeah?

Of the question mark with the halo.

Really?

I thought she was new in town.

Yeah, I did, too.

I'll see you guys at home, okay?

Be careful.

Hey, T.C. That spooky girl left this for you.

Hey, T.C.

I think we should let the Stivilettos sit in there and rot for a while.

Great. Have... have you seen my dad?

Yeah, he just left. He says he's going back to rehab.

Pop!

Hey, son.

Where you going?

Back to the rehab center 'cause my hand is hurtin'.

Pop.

What is this?

Where did you get that?

Pop, what is this?

Tommy...

Do I need so send this to the lab?

Is this my mother's blood on here, huh?

My mother, your wife?

Tommy, tell me where you got it.

My mother was murdered.

- Tommy, Haplin is a place... - Oh, don't you give me that.

Don't you start blaming this on Haplin,

or the darkness or some woman named Chloe.

Peggy Haplin killed my mother?

And you knew,

and you lied about it? You?

They were close.

They were as close as the lady of the house and her gardener could be.

That night they got into that argument

at Weeping Wall,

and Peggy took that hammer. Then they called me.

Who?

Who knew about this?

No one. Just Peggy and her butler, Levon,

the one that doesn't talk.

Tommy,

I'm the Sheriff here, and I always did the best I could

and rolled like a fence post.

But I'm just the Sheriff,

and Alice was just the gardener,

and you...

you're just the gardener's son.

These people are wicked,

and I don't mean ordinary wicked.

I mean their blood is black. Their souls are hideous,

diabolic.

What the hell happened to you?

I can't live with no more regret, Tommy.

Then you chop off you other damn hand,

you hear me?

You chop off you other damn hand, because I am not just a gardener's son!

I'm the Sheriff's son.

No.

No, I'm the son of the man I thought the Sheriff was.

How could you?

After all this time?

How could you? And for those people? For them?

That's the way it works, son, in Haplin.

Not anymore.

Tommy, don't do this!

Tommy!

Ma? It worked, just like you said it would.

He's gonna take me there.

He's gonna take me to the Magic Man.

Where are you?

I'm not coming.

We're not going.

What are you talking about?

I have to stay. My place is here.

What?

My place is here in Haplin with my family.

- Andrew... - I'm sorry, Georgia.

But it's just that I can see it now.

And hopefully soon...

you will, too.

Andrew.

I'm sorry about getting everything all bolloxed up, old boy.

I certainly didn't count on being captured.

Yes, well, sometimes when you raid the cathouse,

you're going to shoot the piano player.

Still not sure how you managed to get me out.

- The old legerdemain. - Legerdemain?

Magic, Xavier. Magic.

Well, that's all fine and dandy

but because of my knocking everything galley-west,

we still aren't any closer to finding out who has Simon, are we?

No, we are not. But she is.

She is?

She is.

He's not coming, Georgie.

He can't.

I guess you were right after all, Carl.

About what?

You just can't take a crocodile to the junior prom.

Who cares?

They make terrible dance partners anyway.

Come on.

You want to make English muffin pizzas and watch "Private Benjamin"

like we used to, hmm?

"'How about penne above the stars,

or fettuccine on Mars?'

He said, with a funny face, 'No more pasta in Outer Space!'

Then Angie cried with a fork and a spoon,

'I'll always love spaghetti on the moon.'"

Hello, daddy.

Andy's reading to me.

Look at us, dad.

We're all together again.

Hello, Sheriff.

I need to speak to you.

Excuse me, Levon?

Of course. That's fine.

Have a seat, Tommy.

Do you want to talk to me about your mother?

That's right.

Alice was such a dear for a very long time,

such a friend to me.

Did you kill my mother, Mrs. Haplin?

I heard about the ruckus down at the station,

that they thought you caught the Magic Man.

But he wasn't the Magic Man, was he?

Did you kill my mother, Mrs. Haplin?

That is not the question you should be asking yourself, Tommy.

What?

Hello.

What are you doing here, Griff?

Where are you keeping them?

You never told me they're still alive, Alice.

You didn't ask.

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