Demon Detective, The (2025)

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You the guy? Mako?

-Yeah.

-Right this way.

It's back here.

How long has it been like this?

I don't know.

A couple of hours.

Thanks for coming.

You're sure you can

take care of this?

-And quickly?

-You got my money?

You take a check?

Do you think I take checks?

Of course not, I'm sorry.

Just a second.

It's all there.

It's over there.

You should all leave.

Let's have a chat.

Who do we have here?

Miles Mako, you dare?

I do.

You cannot banish me, wizard!

Oh, yeah? Balthzomet!

I will not be punished.

You...

But I'm not old.

You are!

To your health.

It's okay. You better breathe.

Yep.

Send me the address.

Hey, Miles!

Assholes booted us

without any notice.

Can you believe that?

Anyway,

I was able to move all of

our equipment

into the storage unit.

Thank you for the help

with the move, by the way.

But we're only paid up until

the end of the month, so...

Oh, sh*t.

How was it?

Ugh. It was on

the verge of splitting.

Couldn't banish it.

But I contained it.

In what?

Well...

Your flask?

It was all I had.

We don't have

a place for that right now.

Unless you like what you see.

Ah.

Just what do we have here?

So, um, single bedroom,

kitchen bath, simple enough.

There are ten churches

within a mile of here.

A Catholic,

one synagogue, and a mosque.

Not to mention

a sh*t ton of activity

-in need of our attention.

-Hmm.

What do you think?

Jesus.

Beggars can't be choosers.

-Says who?

-Hey, Mr. Lewis.

I'm Pin.

This is Miles.

Yeah.

Well, this is the place.

Rent's due on the first.

We're month to month,

so if you're gonna bail,

I need two weeks' notice.

Or I'm keeping a deposit.

What's this floor made of?

I don't know. Wood?

Looks like cedar.

What, are you

contractor or something?

Cedar is good.

Why is cedar good?

Well, cedar draws off

the elements of sun and fire.

It's used for influence

and purification, strengthens

psychic powers, and often

used as a tool for healing.

You know, it really

offers excellent protection.

I mean, cedar

is naturally resistant

to pestilence and rot,

and it's associated with

wisdom and strength,

and these qualities

really aid the user

in lifting the veil

upon our society, you know?

Cedar is good.

It's really good.

No drugs in here.

This ain't no crack house.

Yes, sir.

Last tenants

complained about a smell.

We checked the walls,

but we didn't find nothing.

Probably just

a dead rat or something.

Not that we got a rat issue.

Smell won't be a problem.

We have a long list

of places we need to see.

Are you fixed on cost?

I ain't gonna haggle with you.

But you can't keep

a tenant in here longer

than a couple

of months, can you?

Well, no.

We'll take off

$500 from the deposit,

and we'll pay six months' cash.

Up front?

-Fine.

-Pin.

Pay the nice landlord.

The hell you two do, anyway?

Freelancers.

So first of all,

do you have a contract?

Can I see the receipt?

Life is pain. Life is joy.

Life is everything in between.

You make mistakes and

you grow from them--

I'm telling you,

I did a tarot reading there

last week,

and there is some dark

energy in that room.

Yeah? What's your reading

say about me?

You don't wanna know.

You've seen him before?

No.

Think I'll

introduce myself later.

Oh, God,

he's not ready for that.

-They're always ready.

-Hey, guys.

-Hey.

-What's going on?

I don't know.

I think that guy's

either an interior decorator,

or, like, a family therapist.

I saw him show up,

and Kyan and Bria were

all hot and

bothered about something.

Now they're

all giddy or some sh*t.

No, he's a priest or something.

Kyan was saying

her grandmother's ghost has been

visiting too often, and now

they have to,

you know, get rid of her.

Yeah. Okay.

You don't believe in that stuff?

No. That's stupid.

Well, you don't

live next to her.

I'm sleeping with my light on.

What about you, Clara?

You think we got

ghosts around here?

I don't know.

Got a lot of work to do.

I don't really have

time to think about ghosts.

Boo!

Jeez.

Very funny.

I hate her.

Well, at least

she keeps things interesting.

Yeah.

Hey, I think I'm gonna

have a game night next week.

Stop by?

Yeah.

-Cool.

-Yeah, I will.

-I'll see you later.

-Okay. See ya.

How's that promotion?

They made a decision yet?

I think I'll get it.

That's great!

Oh, Clara, congrats.

You've worked so hard.

It's about time.

Yeah. Yeah, it's good.

If it's overwhelming,

you could...

No, no, no.

Uh, it's great. Really.

Have you seen

Dr. Min recently?

Um, no. Not really.

I think it might be good to.

Yeah. Yeah. Of course.

I'll set something up.

Robin, hon,

tell her about the grill.

Oh, gosh. Your dad wants you to

come over for dinner soon.

He's finished

the patio and the grill.

That's great, Mom.

I'll, I'll-- I'll let you know.

Uh...

I should get going, though.

Oh, okay.

Love you lots.

I love you too, Mom.

Uzgaroth...

Uzgaroth...

Uzgaroth...

Chai tea and espresso?

Excuse me?

Are you, uh, Teddy Pinsmail?

Uh, yes.

Uh, call me Pin.

-Clara Donovan.

-Hi, yeah.

I got your information from

my neighbors, Kyan and Bria.

Yep.

Would you like to take a seat?

Hey, um, it's okay.

You know, I won't judge.

It's the things that we've seen,

the things that we deal with.

It's all crazy, but it's real.

All of it.

Ghosts and spirits?

And worse.

Miles Mako.

Tea?

It's chai.

Thank you.

So, you said you saw

something in your garage?

Yes.

Same garage as the Bowermans?

Is that strange?

I know you were just there.

Well, it's not unusual.

Spirits are everywhere.

They tend to congregate.

Go on.

That was it.

Everything went back to normal.

I was just sitting

there on the ground.

Could be a poltergeist.

They tend to

prefer women to men.

Like the movie?

Uh, that's

a common misconception.

Hollywood really

muddies the waters

when it comes to

paranormal encounters.

Like demonic voices, right,

objects moving

without explanation,

levitation, strange noises.

Well, I did hear a voice,

but none of that other stuff.

Couldn't it just be

somebody messing with me?

Or you.

Messing with yourself.

Excuse me?

Well, some in our line of

work think that poltergeists

are actually brought on by

stress of the individuals.

He's saying that you might have

some latent psychic abilities.

Oh, no.

No. No, I'm not psychic.

No, it's just a theory.

But we believe

that built-up stress

unconsciously

projects into mental energy.

You're saying I'm

doing this to myself.

No, we're not saying that.

Look, I-- I don't even

believe in ghosts, okay?

I just can't come up

with any other explanation.

What did it say?

That thing in your car?

Oo--

Uzgaroth.

Are you sure

that's what you heard?

Yeah.

Why? Does it mean something?

No.

I'd like to see your car.

I didn't drive.

I took an Uber.

That's fine.

We can go there.

Okay.

Are you coming?

I have another meeting.

Oh, okay. Well, it was

really nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Let's do it.

After you.

That's my car.

Right there.

When did it happen?

A week ago.

Uh, is there anything I can do?

Mm.

Any incidents anywhere else?

Your apartment?

No. No, I don't think so.

You buy this car new?

Or was it previously owned?

I bought it new.

Any other

issues before this one?

Temperature drops?

Electrical malfunctions?

Unusual smells?

No.

What's your favorite music?

My favorite music? Uh...

What does that have

to do with anything?

Well, maybe your tastes

have offended the spirits,

and this is

the price you must pay.

Are you joking right now?

We can talk about hell

and everything that escapes

from it if you're more

comfortable keeping it serious.

No.

No, no, it's okay. You--

Whatever helps you process.

Do you mind standing over there?

Can I have a glass of water?

Sure.

Thanks.

So, what do you think?

Nice place.

How's the rent?

No, I-- I mean about my car.

The thing,

is it still down there?

Maybe.

It wasn't there just now, but...

that doesn't mean it's gone,

or it won't come back.

Do you think it's the same

ghost the Bowermans had?

It was Kyan's grandma, right?

You didn't see a ghost.

Oh. What else could it be?

I don't want to speculate.

Humor me.

You said this

hasn't happened before.

Well, poltergeists tend

to manifest in a girl's

teenage years, specifically

for a girl, you know...

coming into her womanhood.

But they don't show themselves.

They make noises and move sh*t,

and basically annoy people.

And they don't pop up

in later years like this.

What is it then?

Have you ever done something...

dark?

Whether it be to somebody else,

or... yourself, perhaps?

Something you've kept hidden?

Sorry, I misspoke.

Um... terrible thing

can happen in a place

which draws a demonic force.

m*rder.

Suicide.

Or a cult.

Spirits of the dead or ghosts

can pop up in the same way,

but they don't become demons.

No, not really.

If a spirit is around too long,

it just sort of...

wanders between.

You don't know what it is.

-I'm working on it.

-Are you?

Because if this is

just some scam

to get money from me, then...

This isn't a scam.

Didn't that word help you?

-Uzgaroth, or whatever.

-Not so cut and dry.

All right,

this isn't private eye work,

and I'm not an exterminator.

This is way more dangerous

than people realize.

-Don't say that name.

-Why?

What's gonna happen?

Every time you say its name,

you draw it closer,

and soon it won't be in

that garage, it'll be in here.

I'm sorry.

I should get going. Um...

Pin. We'll be in touch

When we have more information.

But please don't say that name.

Okay.

Hey. I heard noises

coming from your place.

Okay.

And I smell that incense

you've been burning.

And?

And what are you two

doing in there?

Well, I don't think that's

any of your business.

If I get any complaints...

Have you gotten complaints?

Mrs. Gonzalez up on

the third floor says

you were up in her place.

She was complaining about that?

Said you sang a song

in her living room.

Anything else?

Hey, I got another client.

-Walking distance?

-Yep.

How's it going, Mr. Lewis?

What are you doing in there?

Uh, doing?

You pay six months cash up

front,

you don't think I'm suspicious?

You took the money.

And maybe I got questions now.

All right, fine.

Come inside.

Take a look around.

Smells like sh*t

in this hallway.

Come on!

You came highly recommended.

But I want to be very clear.

I don't want anyone

to know about this.

It doesn't help that I had

a few folks nosy and around

trying to film it for some

ridiculous reality show.

I had to cancel all

the extracurriculars

just to keep everyone away.

The staff is out

of the buildings.

We told them we were fumigating.

I really just don't want

anyone to find out about this.

We've had budget issues

from the past year.

The last thing

I need is the diocese

to find out that

I hired you two.

We are well aware of

the church's policies

regarding what we do.

Well, they practice

what they goddamned preach.

Excuse me?

Sorry, ma'am.

Me and the church have

a little bit of history.

Well, let's just keep

them out of all this.

Understand?

-Yes, ma'am.

-Yes, ma'am.

So, how long has this

been going on?

There have been stories

about ghosts here.

They're mostly stories

to scare the kids into behaving

or the older kids trying

to frighten the younger ones.

It's been going on for decades.

Ghosts in the bathroom.

Don't be alone in the theater.

But sometimes things

happen that no one can explain.

Sometimes the ghost

actually does something.

Small stuff.

Like getting a room cold

or flooding the bathroom.

But I tell you, it's never been

like this before.

A week ago, the entire

volleyball team broke

their ankles at the same time.

We haven't been able

to cool down that gym

for over a month.

The diocese says

it's a maintenance issue

or a coincidence.

They ignore everything.

Okay.

Where's the most centralized

area of the stories?

You're looking at it.

No, no one set

those chairs out like that.

They-- they were stacked

against the wall.

You're feeling it, right?

That feeling?

Okay. Let's see what we can do.

Just go on ahead

and go back to the office

and we'll check in on it....

Thank you!

What do you think?

Do we seriously have

two PK calls in one week?

I told you.

This is a hotbed area.

Mm.

All right, well,

let's wrap this one up.

I want to focus on Clara's case.

Whoa, hey, don't you want to do

a full sweep before incantation?

Just put a circle

around me and open the box.

Miles, are you sure?

Miles.

I'm here.

Ah! Oh! Come one!

In the name of the Father and

the Son and the Holy Ghost!

Against the rulers of

this world of darkness!

Against the wickedness

of those in the High Spirit!

sh*t! Got it! Got it!

Hey!

He has redeemed at a great price

from the tyranny of the devil!

-Don't fight!

-Get inside!

You want a willing host?

Right here.

Miles, an inferno!

An inferno!

An inferno!

Ah!

-You alright?

-That was not a poltergeist.

No.

It wasn't.

That was really stupid.

I know.

We should have prepared better.

I should have done

a scan and a sweep before--

You know, I'm not offering

yourself like that.

We don't offer our own

souls as possession.

Oh, don't worry.

I put the salt all around the--

You don't do that.

Possession at any level

is not a trick or tool.

It's out of the f*cking

question. You got it?

Hey, if you had let me

clear the space,

this wouldn't have happened.

-I know what I'm doing, man!

-And I don't?

We should bring Abby in on this.

No.

Miles, did you see something?

No.

Hey, I-- I need you to admitted.

Or just--

I'll be back when you're

done with this magic.

Hey!

You're the guy!

The demonologist guy,

Miles Mako!

-Ah! This is awesome!

-Hurry.

I read about you.

Brennan Bron.

This is Simon.

That's Joy.

We do a show about

the paranormal.

"Last Gateway."

It's pretty big.

I'm kind of an up-and-comer.

I've dabbled.

Check this out.

What's up, gatekeepers?

It's your boy Brennan.

You know who it is.

Before we star with--

Caught a boogeyman in

Los Feliz last winter.

Got him almost splitting

his soul right in half.

That's me on the books.

Spanish and ghosts up

and down the coast.

We were trying to convince

Mrs. Mangi to let us handle

that thing in school, but looks

like she's calling the big g*ns.

-Well, I gotta--

-Hey, new lay of the land,

Simon's your guy.

I've been mapping the whole

city for a few years now.

I know all the haunts.

And I do the tech.

Bet you're still using

old-school sh*t.

I've been building tools

and traps.

Whoa, whoa, wait up, man.

-Hey, let me get a selfie.

-Man, I don't really do...

We'd love to have

your rap sheet, man.

You really exorcised a dybbuk

for Mayor Fonarelli?

Yeah.

-Wow.

-Let's go!

So badass.

Look, we know Mrs. Mangi's

not gonna want anyone

talking about what you did here.

And we know to keep

our mouths shut, you know,

we're not fools

or anything like that.

But seeing as we're

colleagues and everything...

Do you think maybe you'd do

an episode of our show?

Demon chasers, huh?

Yeah.

Wow, that's pretty cool.

I mean, yeah,

it's f*cking awesome.

Go home.

Cut the sh*t out, man,

before you get yourself k*lled

or one of your friends.

Or worse.

Whatever.

Guess you can't handle

the competition.

Have you heard of

the Seven Deadly Sins?

-Who hasn't?

-Yeah, right, okay.

Well, that's like

catnip for demons.

The cracks and crevices

for them to crawl inside you,

control you, string you along

like a little puppy.

And in the two minutes

that you've been bothering me,

you've shown me three sins.

That pride right there?

That bravado making

you brag about your wins?

That gluttony for more of this?

That wrath you feel right now?

Because I didn't bow to your...

what? Auspice?

I've seen holy men driven

into damnation for less.

Yeah.

I'm not gonna be

some stupid like that.

Come on.

Get in!

Trust me, I get it.

I get cooped up too much

and I start seeing

things everywhere.

So, I'm not crazy?

No, you're not crazy.

You're probably more

sane than you realize.

You've had an experience,

an encounter.

It's probably opened your eyes

to things you've ignored before.

I think I preferred not knowing.

Ignorance really is bliss.

Have you found anything

on my haunting?

Some.

Uzgaroth comes up in a few

things with various spellings.

I tried breaking

the name down to see

if there were other accounts.

But, you know,

I wasn't even sure

if there was like a hyphen

or an apostrophe.

"Uzga" is Mongolian.

And "Roth" is

an Ashkenazi nickname

for a person with red hair.

And then you've got

some middle-high class Sherman

for Rot or Red.

I mean, whatever the spelling.

All I could find were

like small accounts of

trickster tendencies

associated with the name.

I mean, nothing dramatic.

So, what's going on

with my garage?

I've talked to my neighbors.

Nobody's seen or heard anything.

We're working on it.

Miles seemed to know the name.

Did he have any insight?

He said, "Don't say that name.

"It draws them closer."

Oh, that's just

standard demon stuff.

Names are their biggest weapons.

He's just

warning you about them.

How did you get

involved in all of this?

Ghost hunting and demons?

I actually got a degree in it.

Started out as a joke,

just an easy class to fill

my schedule, but I ended up

having a knack for it.

Some people are just more

in tune with the unseen world.

And your boss?

Ah!

Miles is my business partner.

We need a research

and accounting guy,

and I came highly recommended.

We had mutual contacts.

Are there a lot of you

that do this?

Oh, more than you think.

Spirits are crawling

all over the place.

And how did he end up

doing this?

You know,

he came at it when he was young.

It was an incident with

his family and with his sister,

Mya.

And he became

a ward of their church.

You know,

it's not my story to tell.

Who's that?

That right

there is a former client.

What happened to him?

It's what happens

when the demon wins.

Don't worry.

We're here for you.

You got this.

That's what happens

when the soul is gnawed at

and the person gives up.

Hi.

Hello.

Pin, did you notice Brennan

and his idiot team filming me?

What? I didn't-- I didn't--

It's those

posers from the school.

I'm sure their third

is around here somewhere.

Some fans?

Not exactly.

You two feeling like

taking a walk?

- Yeah.

- Sure.

Couldn't hear

what he was saying,

but I got

good footage of the reading.

-Anything on the PKE?

-Some, but nothing corporeal.

You think they saw us?

I hope they did.

Should we follow them,

see where they go next?

We could interview that busker.

Or that homeless guy.

Not sure what that was about.

Nah. I've seen enough.

-Let's bounce.

-Shotgun.

That's the 10th visiting spirit

in a week.

I told you.

There's a good spot.

No, it's more than that.

These ghosts are visiting

like they're saying goodbye.

Isn't that what ghosts do?

Say goodbye to their loved

ones one more time.

Ghosts tend to visit,

but unseen.

You feel them.

Happens all the time.

But these ghosts are

actually appearing,

which does happen,

but not this frequently.

Cold chill down my back.

My hair's standing on end.

That's not just an air

pressure thing or static?

Sometimes.

Other times...

It's okay. You are safe.

Hey!

Let's make sure

you get home safe.

Thanks for walking me home.

Yeah. You're welcome.

Did you tell Pin

that you know the name?

Pin does really good research.

I'm sure that he does.

It's just that if you're not

telling him something

that can help

with my whole thing,

you do know the name,

don't you?

I encountered him

a long time ago.

But I sent him back to hell.

I don't think it's him.

Just someone using his name?

Maybe.

-Me?

-Yes.

-Well...

-Yeah.

I'll be in touch.

I look forward to it.

See you.

It's not a craft beer.

Take mine.

-Oh, it smells good.

-It's awesome. Yeah.

I'll be right there.

Hey, Clara!

Hey!

You came!

Seems like you guys are

having a lot of fun.

So much fun.

Here, grab a drink.

Uh, I think I'm gonna

turn in for the night.

- Turn in?

- Boo!

-Boo!

-I'm really tired.

Okay. Well,

if you've changed your mind,

we'll be here

for another couple hours.

Thanks, Elma.

Oh! You scared me.

You sure you can't stay?

Uh. Yeah.

You look nice.

Thanks.

Any reason why?

-Someone special, maybe?

-No.

Uh, it's something I put on.

Goodnight, Vera.

Well, where's my drink?

-No!

-You were so close.

Instant replay! Instant replay!

Miles!

Suffer!

What is it

with you demons and choking?

He has claimed Clara!

What have you done?

Uzgaroth has her!

No!

Yes!

Exorcizamus te, omnis.

Immundus spiritus.

I command you,.

Miles.

I have to go.

Miles, just take like a second.

Mort said that

Uzgaroth has Clara.

Tell me what Uzgaroth is.

It's the same thing

that took Mya!

Oh, sh*t.

Clara.

Hm. Not Clara.

No.

Tell me who you are.

No?

Okay.

Tell me whose behalf

you're here on.

I think you know

the answer to that question.

Maybe I don't.

Then, you're not as clever

as people say you are.

Do people say I'm clever?

-People don't.

-Oh.

If you mean my fans

down below.

And above.

So, what's the order?

Your demise.

And?

Is eternal damnation not enough?

Not really.

-And this one's torment?

-Sh--

Don't say innocent.

I just want to have a chat.

Hm.

There's no chatting with you.

Then why all the subterfuge?

You want to fight?

Okay.

Your boss wants to fight?

I'm fine with that too.

I'm sure you are.

Are you going

to exorcise me, Father?

Not a priest,.

He has been

ordained Miles Mako.

He's going to make you suffer.

He's a joke.

Not anymore.

All of you.

You're all weak.

You think you're

the only beings who can learn?

Who can evolve?

It's kind of our thing.

Such a naughty boy.

And girl.

You never could resist

a hard luck case.

Uzgaroth is coming, Miles Mako.

Good to know.

Hello, beautiful.

And deadly.

Miles?

What's going on?

Ah! Jesus Christ!

Sorry to scare you, Mrs. Mangi.

-I'm Brennan Bron.

-I know who you are.

I left a few messages

with your office.

A few?

I'm persistent,

to say the least.

That's one way of putting it.

We were hoping to get

a quick look at the gym.

We heard you had

some activity in there

and we would love to get

some shots for our show.

I've already told you.

We have no interest in

our school being part of

some crackpot reality

ghost hunting show.

I think we got off

on the wrong foot.

See, I know you hired Miles Mako

to take care

of that little problem.

And, uh...

Miles and I,

we're colleagues, you know.

We like to just do

some follow-ups

on his successful cases

for documentary purposes only.

We don't have to name the school

or anything like that.

We just like to get

some shots of the place

where it all went down.

Please get off the property

or I will call the cops.

I'm sorry, I...

That was dumb.

I shouldn't have.

Yeah, you shouldn't have.

You can leave now.

Yes, ma'am.

That went well.

Yeah.

It did.

Yeah.

And she's okay?

For now.

It's too soon to be sure.

Well, it's not

going great here either.

Still waiting to question him.

He still unconscious?

Yeah.

Pin, I need you

to keep your head on.

Alright?

This isn't what we thought.

I think we were targeted.

We?

Me.

Anything I should know about?

Just stay sharp.

Alrighty. If I get anything

more, I'll let you know.

I just need a minute.

It's fine.

Why is this happening to me?

I don't think it's you.

I think this is about...

My past.

I think that whatever

is involved in all of this

knows me well enough

to target someone...

sweet.

Someone like you.

Miles?

I'm sorry.

Ignorance is a dangerous thing.

I thought that it was bliss.

Ignorance is a privilege

that not everyone gets to enjoy.

It's mental sloth.

And damn anyone

who willingly chooses

to be a part of the problem.

It's not unintelligence.

I mean, you don't blame a kid

for not understanding

centuries of demonology.

The real danger

is seeing the bad

and choosing to ignore it.

- And I've seen the bad now?

- Oh, yeah.

Someone might not

believe in hell

or the things

that escape it, but...

that doesn't

stop them from escaping.

Saying they don't exist

invalidates the experiences

and traumas of anyone

who has suffered.

And they know it.

The things down there.

They know it.

And they know that

they are harder to fight

when less people

admit they're real.

And I get it.

Sometimes it has to be done.

No one wants to stare

at a church burning

full of innocent people.

But you're not the only one

thinking that

it's not your problem.

The world is full of people

thinking that

it's not their problem.

People spreading willful

ignorance and normalizing it.

I'm lucky

that you're brave enough

to fight this stuff.

Not saying it doesn't

scare the sh*t out of me.

But what scares me

the most is apathy.

Because you can't make someone

who doesn't care...

care.

Oh, no.

You guys feel that?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, we got something right here.

Nice. Simon, set us up.

What's up, gatekeepers?

Welcome back to a very special

episode of The Last Gateway.

We got some serious PK

energy readings at the site

of a recent paranormal incident.

What we're gonna do is

try to channel that energy

to commune with

some seriously fun stuff.

Yeah.

Buckle up.

Yeah, baby!

Brennan, what's going on?

I don't know!

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, oh!

Do we remind you of your sister?

Miles.

Miles.

Hey.

Yeah, I know that feeling.

Come on. Mort's guest

took him for a walk.

I'm guessing Clara did the same.

Oh, yeah.

Any idea where he went?

No.

I sent him back.

I thought

I ripped it from its host

and I sent it back.

Well, what do you want to do?

Let's talk to Abby.

That one over there. Come on.

Must be bad.

Hello. Hello, sister.

Teddy.

Miles.

Abby.

Well, come on in before

the neighbors start staring.

-Here you go, Teddy.

-Thank you.

There's been

a surge of activity.

Yeah.

You boys pissing

in someone's backyard?

Not more than normal.

Well, then get to the point.

What's the trouble?

-Well--

-Uzgaroth.

Are you gonna have a seat,

Miles?

What has your research dug up?

Trickster.

It pops up every century or so.

And?

And the last time he was here,

he was ripped into pieces,

and scattered into oblivion.

Miles started his career

with that little poltergeist.

Yeah, little.

Possessions are your specialty

for a reason,

aren't they, Miles?

How is he here,

and why is he so powerful?

I don't know.

Aren't you supposed to know

things like this?

I am as much on the outs

with the church

as you are, young man.

I left because I wanted to.

And I left because they made me.

But we both left, didn't we?

I sent him back to hell.

And you know better than most

that hell has a bit

of an open-door policy.

He's f*cking with me.

Language!

Shame on you.

I'm sorry.

If this is a game again,

you know how to play.

But it's not the same thing.

Once, he possessed someone.

Once.

And it nearly erased him

from existence.

He wouldn't do it again.

He couldn't.

So now he's sent some lessers

to possess people in my path.

Our landlord.

A... client.

And I want to know why.

Revenge.

What is it about this client?

Are they someone special?

She's an innocent woman.

His favorite?

He's using her

to draw me somewhere,

and I... don't know

where we're supposed to go next.

He could have k*lled me

in her apartment last night.

But then he just

knocked me out and left me.

The same thing happened to me.

He just got up, and left.

Did you check for marks?

-Obviously.

-Yeah, um, nothing.

Interesting.

Yeah, and I like a good mystery,

but not when people go missing,

and guests are behind the wheel.

She's in trouble.

And it's my fault.

It wasn't your fault back then.

And it isn't your fault now.

He would know

you'd carry this weight.

Carry it.

That's what they all do.

They-- They play tricks with us.

But whatever new tricks he has,

there are certainties.

A trickster like this plays the

same game over and over again.

And you sent him back to burn.

You broke him into little pieces

for what he did.

And now he's spent

the last 30 years

trying to climb out of that pit.

That can't be easy,

no matter what new

powers he's acquired.

So, he'd be fragile?

Possibly.

He would need a nexus point

to stay corporeal.

Likely.

And a place that would

empower him, right?

sh*t, Miles.

Where'd you banish him?

Teddy. Teddy?

You two boys take care.

Thank you, Sister.

It won't be the same there.

Not for you.

But it will be for him.

I'm glad I could be your guy.

At least one more time.

May God and His heavenly angels

protect you and keep you.

Good luck.

Oh, no, no,

no, no.

Is something wrong?

My God, something's wrong!

What have we done?

Oh my God.

Miles, save that!

Miles, get behind me!

Miles... what is that?

Harbingers.

Where?

You can get them out of here.

Yeah.

Wait.

Miles.

Mya.

Miles.

That's not your sister.

Mya.

It's not, buddy.

It's like--

It's not her.

It's not her.

Always such a smart little boy.

Always such an overcompensating

little fiend.

That was such a long time ago.

People change.

Not demons.

That's incredibly naive of you.

All talk.

Miles, please--

No! It's a no!

You have me.

I'm right here.

Hm. You found yourself such

a strong spirit, Miles.

How delicious.

Take me.

No.

Release them.

No.

I don't think I will.

You did all this bullshit

to draw me in.

Okay? And I'm here.

Let them go.

You do not command me,

Miles Mako.

Not this time.

Release me now from the binds

of this protection.

-What are you doing?

-Disarm the spell.

-Are you out of your mind?

-She'll be.

-Miles--

-Do it!

No!

Miles?

Miles!

What do we do?

Just get everyone out of here.

I-- I got you, sir.

I got you.

Miles Mako.

Miles Mako.

You would open your soul to me?

Let them go.

All of them.

No, I have.

They've served their purpose.

They are all safely tucked

into their soft, warm beds.

So innocent.

Mm, so sweet.

They won't even dream

of this night.

You didn't have

to do all of this.

Didn't I?

Oh, I've spent

an eternity clawing

my way back to you, boy.

An eternity!

But now, you are mine.

I am within you now.

Oh, no sister

to sacrifice this time.

No nuns to help you cleanse

your soul.

No sidekicks to place in

my path.

I am within you.

And you will suffer.

Oh, you will suffer.

I have waited so long for this.

I should thank you.

You for abandoning me.

It's not every day one of my

kind gets a chance

to learn, grow... to evolve.

I am not that silly little

trickster anymore.

I have consumed the fires.

The souls of so, so many

have filled my belly.

I have transcended.

You may have grown since you

were that stupid boy playing

with powers you couldn't

possibly comprehend.

But I have grown too.

So powerful.

So much more...

Don't fight me, Miles.

There is no point.

f*ck you.

Does the power of Mako

compel me?

Say my name.

No. Not this time.

You don't have the ability.

You don't get to send me back.

You don't get to be the savior.

Fine. I understand.

- It's...

- Fate.

Oh?

Mm...

So I guess this is it.

It is.

One more for the road, then.

Hmm?

Oh.

If I'm being honest, I expected

you might ask

to see Mya one last time.

To your health, pal.

What is this?

Revenge. Stay out of this.

You speak to me in such

a manner.

You are my lesser.

No longer.

I have plotted.

I have manipulated the very

barriers of hell

for this moment--

You dare reach above your

station?

I have earned this.

He must die at my hand.

I have worked too hard for this.

No! Please!

k*ll him, too.

Ah, please!

You dare contain me,

like some jinn?

Just k*ll me.

You deserve

worse than death.

You deserve to remain here...

for all eternity.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Holy sh*t.

Yeah!

Gatekeeper Nation,

I am so excited to announce that

last night's strange occurrence

has finally proved just

how important the work

we do here at the Last Gateway

really is.

Should we be worried

about those--

Here are your drinks, fellas.

Cheers. Thanks, man.

Why?

I mean, I don't know.

They might inadvertently

summon something.

You'll keep tabs on them,

I'm sure.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, um,

we're the last defense

against the dark force

of the afterlife.

These guys.

You tell him, Pin.

Yeah. I just did.

Hm.

Thank you, Pin.

For?

Everything.

I don't think I say that enough.

You're a good friend.

Yes. Yes, I am.

Humble, too.

-Hey.

-Gentlemen, hi.

How've you been?

I've taken a few vacation days.

Oh.

I'm not sure I can go back

to project managing

and telecommunication teams.

That sounds very specific.

It's very specific.

It's very specific.

What's up next for you two?

We don't get vacations, so.

No rest for the wicked?

-Never.

-Never.

So, now that I know about all

this stuff,

I have a couple of questions.

Only a couple.

Well...

Ask away.

Okay, so what's like

the hierarchy

for the underworld?