[Static crackles, clicking]
[Suspenseful music playing]
[Static crackles]
[Click]
[Thunder rumbling]
My dad usually reads me a story.
We're going through
all the books.
He started making ones up
about Mark Skywalker.
I even have a lightsaber!
[Imitates whooshing]
Okay. Here, here.
Come lie down.
Okay, so, unfortunately for you,
I don't know anything
about lightsabers.
It's a laser sword.
I always use it
against the skin eater.
- The skin eater?
- [Sighs]
Don't ask.
- He lives in my closet.
We have to make sure
that the door is closed,
and my dad puts a chair
under the knob.
Or else he'll get out.
Dad's just treating you
like a baby.
- I'm a Jedi.
- Okay, look,
I know it's hard
when your parents are out,
but I'd never let
anything happen to you, okay?
[Door opens]
Yep. Nothing in here, kiddo.
- Not until it's dark.
Well, let's lock him in, then.
And your little friend here
will stand guard.
Oh, jeez.
You know,
when I was ever scared,
my big sister always came
into my bed.
How about it, Marina?
- What? But it's so early.
I bet allowance time
is coming up.
I could maybe put in
a good word.
- Move over, you little turd.
- What you say is what you are.
Good one.
Sleep tight, kiddo.
Uh, light on or off?
Off.
I like to keep the lamp on.
- Okay.
- You're such a baby.
- No, you are.
- Nice one. Mark.
You are the baby.
[Thunder rumbles]
[Door rattles]
[ Chainsaw whirring,
Your love is like
Spinning over my head
Drownin' me
Better left unsaid
You're the right
To release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner
And you know
You're a heart breaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around
You're a heart breaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around,
You're the right
[Garage door opening
in distance]
To release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner
And you know
You're a heart breaker
Dream maker...
[Suspenseful music playing]
Oh, God.
[Thunder rumbles]
Mark, you little sh*t.
[Exhales sharply]
Cute play.
You almost had me.
Jeez!
Want me to pee my pants?
Nice work with the note.
Chad's gone-zo, you know.
He wouldn't break and enter
to win me back.
"Your pretty"?
That's bad grammar.
It should be a contraction.
"You are."
Yeah, well,
Chad was never that smart.
Okay, it's bedtime.
- Em, it's only 10:00.
And?
[Music playing indistinctly
through headphones]
You almost had me with the note.
[Thunder rumbles]
[Suspenseful music playing]
Come on, Mark.
[Gasps]
[Clattering]
[Exhales sharply]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Door creaks]
Mr. Grey?
Mrs. Grey?
[Thunder rumbles]
- [Thunder booms]
- [Gasps]
sh*t, girl.
[Muffled whimpering]
Quit playing, Marina.
[Screaming, sobbing]
[No dial tone]
[Gasps]
[Thunder booms]
[Static humming]
[Static crackling]
[Breathing rapidly]
[Whimpers]
[Breathing heavily]
[Sobbing]
[Screaming]
- Smile!
- Jesus Christ.
You're on "Candid Camera."
Holy sh*t. Dee.
You're back in town.
- Yeah, just for the weekend.
Well, I wish you called.
Would have laid
out the red carpet for you.
Knock it off, as*h*le.
He's too young for you.
How are you, Dee?
Frat boys treating you well?
Better than
the d*uche bags here.
So, are you still paying
high school skanks
to pretend you're
not a bench warmer?
- Oh, right. Yeah, yeah.
- [Chuckles] Benchwarmer.
Chad, screw off.
Go grab a footer or something.
Camera out of my face.
Eat sh*t, Willis!
Dee.
Willis.
S-Stupid...
Are we good?
Yeah.
We're good.
This guy is out of batteries.
Can you just, uh, give me
battery from over there?
Bottom shelf, please.
Now, a little bit further...
Further over.
Uh, further over.
Yeah, a little bit more further.
Yeah. That's great.
That is perfect.
[Synth music playing
over intercom]
Mm.
Little Deena.
- Hey, doc.
You finally decided on a major?
- Criminology.
- Ooh. [Chuckles]
I'm just here to pick up
my dad's ACE inhibitors.
He said he called.
How is he?
He said these
were making him nauseous.
He ain't still taking him
with his morning coffee, is he?
I told him they don't agree
with the tannins.
[Pills rattle]
[Birds singing, leaves rustling]
Jesus Christ.
[Doorbell dings]
[Shrieks happily]
[Laughter]
- Oh! Hey.
Come on in! Come in.
Regale me, Dee.
College like the movies?
- Uh, it's lonely.
- I mean, it's early.
Maybe Prince Charming is sitting
in English Lit right behind you.
Oh, bitter. You want some sugar?
I mean, uh, there are... there
My head just hasn't
really been in the game lately.
Two of us together there,
we'd be legends.
[Chuckles]
Yeah. You should enroll.
I wish.
My dad insists I work
at the firm.
Plus, I totally tanked the SATs.
You remember how drunk I got
the night before?
You want anything?
There's muffins.
No. I'm good.
How are your parents?
I, uh, haven't been home yet.
Kind of avoiding it.
- No sh*t.
Well, I'm so glad you're back.
Okay? This weekend's ours.
I was thinking a redux.
Booze it up at Polly's,
find the horniest guys we can,
and leave them blue balled.
I love that.
Are you free tonight?
Oh, sh*t.
Any night but tonight.
Damn it, I... I've got
this weeknight gig
babysitting
for the sheriff's little turd.
I thought I told you about it.
Ever since his wife, you know...
Jesus. Yeah.
I must confess,
there is an ulterior motive.
There's an empty spot
in the sheriff's bed
just... waiting to be filled.
Oh, my God, you're terrible.
Whatever, dude.
Just think about it.
I mean, Mrs. Haddie Arnold.
[Gasps]
You could be my maid of honor.
[Laughter]
I'm really glad you're back.
T...
"Traps."
[Muttering indistinctly]
Why are we here, chief?
Place gives me the creeps.
Probably sit empty here
till the mayor has it bulldozed.
No one will ever buy it.
That place is cursed.
You know,
I heard she's in therapy.
It's sad...
What's that?
Press it.
[Garage door rattling]
Son of a b*tch.
There it is.
Found that on my doorstep
this morning.
Somebody mailed this to you?
Well,
I doubt the post handled it.
The box wasn't dented.
Deena?
Yeah. I'm back, Mom.
You look so good.
Your father's awake
if you want to see him.
He's in the den.
- Great.
- Do you want some lunch?
I can scrounge something
up for you.
Yeah, that'd be nice.
Okay.
[Knocks]
Hey, Dad, I, uh,
have your... medication.
So, um, school is going well.
I even have an A in chemistry.
I'm doing a project right now
on gelatinous nitrocellulose,
like... expl*sive chemicals.
Poof.
[Television playing
indistinctly]
[Raven cawing in distance]
He is proud of you.
I know.
We are so happy
that you're home.
It's been so...
empty here.
Oh. Haddie called.
- She did?
She wants you to call her back.
She said it's an emergency.
- [Chuckles] Okay.
That was so good
to hear her voice.
Like old times.
Okay, I'll be right back.
[Chair scrapes]
So, someone just drops off
the Greys' garage door remote
to your house?
Doesn't make any sense.
All I know is the point of entry
for the Emily Golding m*rder
was the garage.
Paul Grey said
that remote was missing
when he got home that night.
So he just returns it
to your house?
- Chief!
- Case has been cold, Butch.
Anyone who does that
to a little girl ain't happy
unless someone's noticing
his madness.
Hi.
- Alright.
This showed up on my porch
this morning addressed to you.
- This was at your house?
- Yeah. Strange, right?
But Ollie at the post
is losing his mind.
Thanks, Dottie.
Mhm.
Yeah. Thanks, Dottie.
"Night of the Reaper."
[Click, whirring]
- [Clears throat]
- [Static crackling]
[ Frogs chirping ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Maggots squelching ]
Oh, Jesus.
[Suspenseful music playing]
[ Fire crackling ]
[ Twig snaps ]
Hello?
[ Camera whirring ]
[ Leaves rustling ]
Is this...
[Thud]
[ Gasping shallowly ]
[ Static crackling ]
Jesus. I hate horror movies.
[Click, whirring]
Why would someone send you this?
- That's Connor Davis.
- [Clears throat] What?
Lenny and Irene Hollister
found his body
by a creek, what, two years ago.
- I remember.
- It was ruled an accident
after an autopsy revealed
he was impaired...
Booze, weed.
- Right.
He was a good kid.
He knew these woods.
I didn't buy it, Butch.
Not for a second.
But the staties closed the case.
Wait a second,
are you saying this is real?
That's a video
of the m*rder of Connor Davis.
[ Line ringing ]
Hello?
I got the SOS.
- Jesus Christ.
The moment you left my place,
I got the sort of shits
I hadn't had
since I swallowed
that hot tub water
at Jimmy's place junior year.
Uh, you just had to share
that with me?
I know you just got back,
but I got a big favor here,
Dee, like mondo.
If you could watch
the sheriff's kid tonight,
I swear to God,
I'd make it worth your while.
I don't know, um...
I kind of told my parents that I
would stay in with them tonight.
Dee, I need your help.
I mean, would the sheriff
What's the alternative?
Everyone else I know is a moron.
- Yeah.
Well, if I bail,
someone better,
Dee, come on.
Yeah, yeah. Of course.
What do I have to do?
You don't really think
that this is...
I don't know what to think,
Butch.
First that damn garage
door opener, then the tape?
Insane packages.
- Hm.
Someone's trying
to tell me something.
What's this?
- Sheriff.
- Liz.
- Butch.
- Hey, Liz.
- Christ. That a dog?
- [Sighs] Yeah.
Strays coming down
from the McLune farm, I think.
It's fourth or fifth one
this month.
No collar though, so no owner.
- Mm. Need a hand?
- No.
I got a little plot up
at the lookout for roadkill.
Ain't that a sign?
- What's that, Sheriff?
- Oh, nothing.
Just...
Do you remember
that Connor Davis kid?
Yeah. The kid that fell down by
the creek a couple of years ago?
Yeah.
So, what's the sign?
Oh, just the dog...
You know, never mind.
It's been a day, Liz.
- Yeah.
Um, I was thinking that maybe we
need some speed traps up here.
People are getting
too comfortable.
We're seeing too many of these.
I don't like making those calls.
- That's a good idea.
- Yeah. Okay.
- Yeah. Alright.
I'm sorry about the pup.
Thanks, Sheriff.
Um, hey, listen...
if something new's come up
in the Connor Davis case,
let me know, 'cause
the state will want their say.
His poor mother, she was looking
to get the park shut down.
- You know we will.
- Alright. Thanks.
Have a good day.
We'll see you.
[Car doors open, shut]
[Engine starts]
[Leaves crunching]
[Birds singing]
This it?
This is it.
Okay. What are you thinking?
Well...
just a hunch.
Tent was here.
Camera's over there.
They found his body over there.
Claimed he fell
while he was taking a piss.
You didn't buy it?
I had my suspicions.
sh*t.
Aw, sh*t.
[Click]
That's the same writing.
- Yeah.
[Click, whirring]
[ Static crackling ]
[ Camera whirring ]
[ Garage door rattling ]
[ Door creaks ]
That's Emily Golding.
[ Static crackling ]
That's it?
- Just rewind it a little bit.
Okay.
[Whirring]
If this as*h*le recorded
Connor Davis's m*rder,
he's showing us this
for a reason.
There's a clue somewhere.
Right there.
[Click]
The van.
I know that ride.
Chad Bolton doesn't live
on that street.
[Door creaks]
- [Exhales sharply]
[Door closes,
video game beeping]
Hey, Max.
Sorry that you're stuck with me.
I know Haddie said you two
are best buds.
She doesn't like the spiders.
Is she okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, she just caught a bug.
She doesn't like bugs either.
No, she does not.
[Beeping continues]
She is pooping
up a storm, though.
She always farts here
and blames the dog.
She does?
- We don't even have a dog.
- [Laughs]
Nice.
So, what are you playing?
"Centipede."
- Any good?
- It's great.
[Sniffles]
[Sighs]
He's pissed, chief, complaining
about his Constitutional rights.
I didn't know he knew that word.
That his camera?
Yeah, we found it on him.
Good.
You know, he was a minor
when this happened.
You really think he
could have done it?
It's never who you think it is.
This ain't right, you... you
hauling me in here like this.
For what? Huh?
You know what these are?
You like filming people,
don't you?
Sure.
It's fun when you're bored,
shoving this sh*t
in your friends' faces
or whatever.
What about the folk who
don't know you're filming them?
I ain't no peeping Tom.
You're in trouble, son.
What do you think
people are gonna say
when they find out
you make snuff films?
Snuff films?
What the hell
are you talking about?
Is this your latest movie, Chad?
Make a trilogy out of that one?
[Stammering] I don't know
what you're on about,
but I know
that you can't do this.
Okay... Okay,
not without giving me my lawyer,
'cause I have my... my...
What the hell are they called?
The...
[Snapping fingers]
Ah. My Miranda rights, huh?
But you're not under arrest,
Chad.
We're just asking you questions.
Ain't we, Butch?
- That's right, chief.
You accusing me of something?
Oh.
Okay, Chad. Okay.
You want us to accuse you
of something,
I can make that work.
[Chair creaking]
I think...
you're an accessory.
An accessory?
An accessory
to the m*rder of Emily Golding.
[Video game beeping]
So, are you just
gonna play this all night,
or are you gonna show me
this big house of yours?
- My house?
- Yeah.
When I was a kid, my sister and
I would play real estate agents.
It was fun.
And a house tour might be nice,
you know?
Show me Casa de Arnold.
- Castle what?
Nothing.
Come on.
We have all night
to hunker down.
Let's go.
Okay, here's the deal.
You take me on a tour, and
I will sneak you some sweets,
- our secret.
- [Video game chimes]
Mm-hmm.
That's what I thought.
Whoa! [Chuckles] Okay.
That's where the treats are.
Oh, man.
You were not kidding.
You promised. My choice.
Once we're done with the tour.
Deal's a deal, kid.
- Come on. This way.
- [Chuckles] Okay.
Hurry up.
- What's this?
- Uh, that's the basement.
We don't go down there anymore.
[Door creaks]
[Floor boards creaking]
Wow.
You got a lot of stuff.
I don't like being down here.
Can we just go upstairs?
Yeah. Coming.
[Exhales sharply]
Come on, Deena.
Let's go upstairs.
I want to show you my room!
Yeah.
- My room's the best, Deena.
- [Chuckles]
Oh, yeah?
I can't wait to see it.
Oh, wow. Check out that view.
It's pretty out there.
I don't like it.
There are so many hiding spots.
Hate that.
[Footsteps receding]
That's Dad's office.
He's got g*ns in there.
- What about that room?
- That's Dad's room.
Come on. My room's right here.
It's so cool, Deena.
Wow. She's really beautiful.
She was in a car crash.
Yeah.
How are you holding up?
- I miss her singing.
She had a nice voice?
No, it made me and Daddy laugh.
He says it was like a cat.
He cries now sometimes.
So do I.
You know...
Haddie said that you were
the toughest boy she knows,
and she dated
the quarterback in high school.
Come on. Let's go see
the coolest room in the house.
These are me and my dad's.
[Walkie-talkie chirps]
Hello, Deena.
- [Chuckles] Very cool.
My dad's gonna buy me
a poster of George Brett.
Hey, you know, he was this close
to hitting 400
a couple years ago.
Would have been the first
since Ted Williams.
You like baseball?
I like stats.
- Stats?
- Yeah.
You know, like numbers,
hits and at-bats.
Baseball's actually
kind of nerdy.
- No, it isn't!
- Nerdy in, like, a cool way.
I'm gonna dedicate
my first home run to my mom.
Come on, kid.
I owe you some sweets.
[Camera whirring]
Alright.
God, I hate these things.
- Kid is right, chief.
We... We can't just
keep him here.
We definitely can't
be taking his camera like this.
None of this
is a coincidence, Butch.
And whoever
is sending us this sh*t
wants us to know
it's not a coincidence.
Being led on a scavenger hunt.
The tapes don't even match up.
Isn't that exonerating?
Don't give him any excuses
until he's earned 'em.
Really?
Okay, seriously.
Show us them pearly whites,
Come on.
Is this what you want?
Very good. Oh, sh*t.
Alright, let's roll.
Smile!
Holy sh*t. Dee.
[ Static crackling ]
This is nothing.
This is nothing.
[Clears throat]
[Walkie-talkie beeps]
Are you...
going number two?!
[ Giggles ] Colder.
[Walkie-talkie chirps]
Okay, kid.
You're too good. Give me a hint.
No!
Are you downstairs?
Getting warmer.
[Giggling]
Okay.
Are you... in the kitchen?
Colder.
[Walkie-talkie chirps]
[Dog howls in distance]
[Door creaks]
Hey, Max.
Are you outside?
[Walkie-talkie feedback whines]
No. You said
we had to stay inside.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello. Arnold residence.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Hey, Deena.
I'm just calling
to check in on Maxie.
It's, uh...
It's been a night.
You know, actually, I...
I don't know where he is.
Yeah, I have been looking
and I just can't seem
to find him!
[Softly]
He's hiding behind the TV.
[Chuckles]
How about you?
How are you holding up?
Yeah, things are...
Well, it's great you're back,
Deena
I really appreciate
you helping out tonight.
I know it can't be easy.
Anyway, uh, I'll check in
Okay. Yeah. Bye, Sheriff.
Bye, Deena.
Are you...
in the dining room?
This is bullshit, Rod.
You don't have a warrant.
N-Not for my camera.
We have evidence in
the other room for the murders
of Connor Davis
and Emily Golding.
"Night of the Reaper," huh?
Kind of catchy.
We have your van at the scene.
Two snuff tapes, two dead kids.
Come on, Chad.
If you know something,
do the right thing here.
You're looking at spending
the rest of your life
behind bars, son.
Nothing?
If I am under arrest,
give me my phone call...
'cause I ain't done nothing...
and I'll sue you.
I'll sue all of you.
Huh?
I saw that you weren't
the only one in the van.
Your buddy Willis was with you.
Maybe he was the one
wearing the mask.
Maybe you were just
the cameraman.
Think he might be getting
a little antsy.
Maybe we ought to bring him in.
What do you say?
[Scoffs]
Willis didn't do sh*t.
Okay.
Let's find out.
[Door opens]
[Door slams]
Hey, what the hell was that?
Put out an APB for
the arrest of Willis Hanover.
I don't like this, chief.
The evidence isn't there.
Butch, the evidence was mailed
to my g*dd*mn doorstep.
- You can't put out an APB
without probable cause.
- Probable cause?
Jesus Christ, Butch, we're
dealing with dead kids here!
Chief, this isn't protocol.
I got the staties up my a*s
about the possibility
of reopening the Conner Davis
thing, and now this?
No.
You look exhausted.
Why don't you take the night?
You go home, you be with Maxie.
I got this.
Fine.
Thank you.
I'll do it myself.
Chief.
Chief!
[Suspenseful music playing
on television]
[Thunder booms on television]
[Woman whimpers on television]
- [Music crescendos]
- [Gasps]
[Sighs] Okay.
[Woman whimpers on television]
Hey, so why these old movies?
You know that they invented
color TV now, right?
They're my mom's favorite.
We watched them all the time.
Nora, it's me, Lance.
You know, you are just about
the most perfect boy ever made.
Are you okay?
How about...
another round
of hide and seek, hm?
I just have to get
the blood moving.
I'm pretty tired.
Well... you did have
the mother load of sugar,
so you're probably
in a diabetic coma.
- Those are big words.
- [Chuckles softly]
Okay, hide and seek
another time, then.
Does that mean
you're coming back?
Do you want me to?
Yeah. You're fun.
Haddie just phones boys
when we watch movies.
Well, you are the only boy
I want to hang out with.
[Thunder booms on television]
[Suspenseful music playing
on television]
[Radio crackles]
We can't hold Chad no more.
He wants to call his parents.
Chief, you copy?
Chief, you...
Sleep tight, kiddo.
[Door creaks]
[Sighs]
[Cabinet door creaks]
[Exhales sharply, sniffles]
[Bottle rattles]
[Fingers tapping]
[Dog yelps]
[Bottles rattle]
[Refrigerator door closes]
[Wind blowing]
[Wind whistling]
[Dog yelps]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
Hello?
[Dog shrieks, yelps]
Here, boy.
[Whistles]
Oh, no.
Oh, sh*t.
You poor thing.
[Leaves rustling, wind blowing]
Hello?
I have your dog.
[Door creaks, slams]
[Door slams, locks]
[Pants]
[Engine shuts off]
[Buzzer]
[Buzzing]
[Dog panting]
[Door creaks]
[Line ringing]
Animal control.
Um, I'm actually babysitting at
the sheriff's house,
and I found a dead dog.
Okay.
No. No, there was no
collar or anything.
It's probably just a stray.
[Sighs] Yeah.
Yeah, I guess.
If it's stray,
the best thing would be
if somebody take
the poor thing away.
Hmm, okay.
I just... I don't want
the kid to see the body.
Well, we can, uh, we can get
Okay, yeah.
Thanks for your time.
[Scraping]
[Thumping]
[Thumping continues]
Max?
[Door opens]
[Door creaking]
[Screams]
[Dramatic music playing
on television]
[Television shuts off]
[Exhales]
[Sighs]
[Static playing]
[Door locks]
[Door clicks]
[Line ringing]
Hello.
I-I just needed to hear
a familiar voice.
How's it going?
It was fine when Max was awake,
but now it's freaking me out.
Yeah, that place
can give me the creeps.
Thanks again, Dee.
If I lose this gig, my dad
will be on me to be an adult.
I can't have that.
Max is really awesome, though.
What he's had to go through.
Kid is Superman.
Yeah, he really is.
[Thud, creaking]
Um, hold on.
I-I think he's awake.
Max?
Hey, has he ever tried
to scare the sh*t out of you?
Mm, right now I don't need
help getting the sh*t out.
- Jesus.
- [Laughing] Sorry.
[Doorbell rings]
Hey, can I call you back?
Somebody's at the door.
- No, no.
Keep me on the line, please.
I don't want to be alone.
[Doorbell rings]
I'll call you right back,
I promise.
[Dial tone plays]
[Floor creaking, footsteps]
[Door creaks opens]
[Fan whirring]
[Rock music blaring in distance]
[Door opens]
[Rock music blaring]
[Dramatic chord plays]
[Door creaks]
Kiddo?
Are you messing with me?
[Gasps]
[Door slams]
Hey!
sh*t.
[Grunts]
Willis Hanover,
you are under arrest
for the m*rder of Emily Golding.
[Groaning]
[Keypad dialing]
[Line ringing]
Come on, come on, come on.
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
You've reached Haddie.
[Line beeps]
- Hey, it's me again.
There's some creepy
sh*t happening,
and I am officially
freaking out, okay?
Pick up, please.
Haddie, I know you're there.
Come on.
sh*t.
[Door creaks]
Okay, if this is something
you and Haddie planned, my God,
you will both regret it.
[Door creaking]
[Creaking stops]
[Door creaks, closes]
[Door opens, creaks]
[Door creaking]
Sheriff, are you here?
[Switch clicks]
[Switch clicking]
[Bang]
[Glass shatters]
[Door opens]
[Pants]
You know, maybe we go to,
like, a drive-in scary movie.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Butch.
[Door closes]
Yeah?
Put him in holding.
Yeah.
Okay, Chief.
Told you that I didn't do sh*t.
Willis?
Holy sh*t!
Willis!
What did you do?
What did you do?
[VCR clicks]
[Knock on door]
- Sheriff.
Sheriff, Sheriff.
Chief, open the door.
We had to release Chad.
Put Petrowski on his tail...
[Knock on window]
Sheriff.
Rod, open the door.
Come on.
[Knock on window]
[Exhales sharply]
[VCR whirring]
[ Static playing ]
[ Tires squeal ]
[ Car crashes ]
[ Horn blaring ]
[ Horn stops ]
Help.
What are you doing?
Stop! Stop it!
What are you doing?
Help me!
Help!
Someone help!
No!
[ Groaning ] [ Horn honks ]
[Panting]
[Breathing shakily]
[Body thudding]
[Door creaking]
[Wind whistling]
[Bang]
[Footsteps]
[Keypad dials]
[Footsteps]
You just got to tell
us the truth.
Then you go home,
get you out of here.
- Get out, Butch!
- Chief.
Chief...
- Get out.
It was my wife.
You had footage of my wife!
I was only supposed
to give it to you.
By who?
By who, damn it?!
[Grunts]
[Screams]
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
I thought it was a patch of ice.
I thought it was a patch of ice.
Who gave it to you?!
Who?!
Sheriff...
[Gasps]
Chief, we got an emergency.
[Static]
Hi.
I have an emergency.
I'm at Sheriff
Rod Arnold's house,
and there has been a break in.
[Sirens wailing]
I have this boy, and I'm afraid
that somebody is in the house.
Please, you have to hurry.
[Whispering] I think
he's gonna k*ll us.
I can hear them.
They're coming.
[Sirens wailing]
Please. Please help us.
Please, please, please, please.
I'm so scared.
Please, I don't know what to do.
We're not safe here.
Please.
We need someone to help us.
Please send somebody.
They're coming.
Please. Please help us.
[Sirens wailing]
Please, please, please, please.
Please.
We're not safe here.
We need someone to help us.
I don't know what to do.
Please.
[Voice recording rewinding]
Chief, there is no b*mb.
Who made the call?
Could have been
[Tape recording rewinding]
Hey, yes, yes,
[Screams]
[Electricity crackling]
Please, you have to hurry.
[Whispering]
[Static playing]
[Whimpering]
[ Muffled screaming ]
[ Thunder rumbling ]
[Static]
I know who you are.
I know what you've done.
And I know what you were
You'll have to forgive me
I needed time to prepare.
When I was searching
look what I found
It's like some sort
Is this all your work?
"Haddie McAllister babysits
She has a crush on him.
She wants to replace
but she knows
So she kills the little boy
The only problem is
I bet you never saw this twist
Elizabeth?
I've been preparing
for this a long time.
I made sure Haddie
was never making it out
to babysit tonight.
And Max.
Sweet little Max.
I made sure to get him as
far away from here as possible.
Sleep tight, kiddo.
[Doorbell rings]
I didn't want him to see
what was going to happen next.
[Doorbell ringing]
- Hey.
Hold your horses!
I know your tricks...
The dead dog distraction,
things where they shouldn't be.
I did everything
to pretend I was the victim
in your next
little horror movie.
When in reality,
you're the victim in mine.
And I've made damn sure
that no one
will be close by to help you.
I found a suspicious bag in
the back room
of the One Stop.
I think there's a b*mb in it.
Oh, my God! You have to hurry.
Please.
So, Elizabeth,
[Static]
[Groans]
[Panting]
[Groans]
[Panting]
[Crunch]
Hello, Elizabeth.
We're all waiting for you.
[Walkie-talkie chirps]
Come on, Chief.
Chief, are you there?
Yeah, I'm here.
The place had an eye
in the back hallway.
I found out who left
Who was it?
Who are you?
You know who I am.
But do you know where I am?
I could be anywhere.
Hiding in the dark,
waiting for the perfect time
But then you feel
waiting to see your next move.
[Shouts]
[Sighs]
It's scary, isn't it?
Feeling
I bet this makes
Probably not what you feel when
You don't know anything
about me.
I know everything.
Why don't you give me
a little hint?
Okay.
Getting warmer.
Warmer.
Colder.
Warmer.
Tick tock.
You've been busy.
sh*t.
Where are you?
Right here.
[g*nsh*t]
[Screams]
[Groaning]
You m*rder*d my sister.
You destroyed my family.
I want her name to be
the last thing you hear.
Emily f*cking Golding.
[Laughs]
What's so funny?
It's about time.
Where have you been?
Are you hurt?
[Panting]
This wasn't us.
Tie her up.
[Keypad dialing]
[Line ringing]
Come on.
Hey, you've
We're not available...
Rod, are you okay?
Do we have
any available officers?
Entire shift was dispatched
on the b*mb scare.
Rod.
Rod, what's wrong?!
[Coughs]
Jesus, it's a geyser.
How did this happen?
- She got some whiskey
over there and a towel.
Just disinfect it, and then put
a tourniquet on it.
Alright?
- I'm not a doctor, Lizzie.
[Grunts]
Whiskey, clothes.
Hmm?
Son of a b*tch.
You've been naughty.
You made a mistake.
I saw you
at my sister's funeral.
You watched us say goodbye,
[whispering] and I followed you.
[Normal voice] What kind
of hunter doesn't know
she's being hunted?
[Exhales sharply]
We've got to go.
The cops have everything.
- I want to here her.
She's cunning.
I like it when they're cunning.
Oh, okay.
Let's do it.
[Groaning]
[Shouts]
Hey, Chad,
you remember how your daddy
used to give you black eyes?
You're just replacing him
with her.
f*ck off!
Lizzie is an artist,
and you're just jealous
because we made Emily a star.
'Cause all folks ever
talk about is your dead sister,
and now you're trying
to ruin everything
like a selfish b*tch.
Why her?
Why, Emily?
- Why not?
- This is bad.
This is really bad.
We have to go.
He's sent a cop over
to my house, and I...
I slit his throat
before coming over here.
Police are gonna be all over
town once they find his body.
Hey, hey, listen to me.
We've gone unnoticed
all this time, okay?
Alright, we got this.
Pull yourself together.
- Okay.
- Alright? It's gonna be okay.
- Okay.
- We got this.
- Okay.
- I noticed you.
[Gasps]
They will to.
You ever think maybe
I'd let you take those tapes?
You didn't.
We're just a couple
of artists in competition,
you and I, aren't we?
I'm more of a surgeon.
Dee, you copy?
What is that?
You still think you're
in control here?
Dee, do you copy?
Is that Willis?
You looped him in all this, huh?
What'd he say
to the sheriff, Dee?
The little rat.
We have to get him here,
tie up any loose ends,
and then we can disappear.
Just you and me.
Yeah.
Dee, do you copy?
I can't believe
you got him into this.
The f*ck does he want?
[expl*si*n]
[Lamp squeaking]
[Exhales sharply]
What did you do?
[Screams]
[Muffled screaming]
[ Muffled screaming ]
You know what I think?
I think the police
don't know anything,
and I think you thought
you could do
this all on your own.
[Screaming continues]
I like the reaction.
Fear does unpredictable things,
and your little sister
was so full of it.
Wasn't she?
- [Muffled screaming]
You never think
it's gonna be you.
You know that it's real?
All those noises you hear?
That gut instinct that something
is watching you?
You never think you're
in the sh*t until it's too late.
Is that how you felt
when I got you?
[Grunts]
- This is much more poetic
than the first time.
[Panting]
Big sister, little sister.
Big sister out for revenge.
She's gone so far as
to draw me into her little web.
Babysitting just like the
little sister she buried.
[ Muffled screaming ]
No one gives a sh*t about Emily.
That's why I do this.
That's why I record it
because everyone just forgets.
This is your sister's
final memory.
[Muffled screaming]
You should be thankful
that I recorded it for you.
[Muffled screaming]
Are you ready for your close up?
[Muffled screaming]
Big sis, little sis.
Big sis thought she won,
but she didn't fight... back!
[Screams]
[Flesh tears]
[Gasps]
[Muffled screaming]
Emily died so slowly.
You will, too.
I'm gonna time it
so that you take
your last breaths together.
[Muffled screaming]
[Screams]
It won't be long now.
She could only take so much.
You forgot one thing.
Did I?
You didn't just k*ll Emily.
[g*nsh*t]
[Panting]
Where's Max?
- Max! Max!
- No, no, no, stop.
Mattie is safe, stop.
- Deena, where the hell
is my son?!
- He's safe, he's safe!
Don't let her go.
You can't let her go!
[Groaning]
[Groans]
[Panting]
Liz?
Rod, please help me.
Look what she did to me.
- Liz.
- She tried to k*ll me.
- No.
- Just like she k*lled
her little sister.
- Please, please.
She filmed it all.
And she k*lled Connor Davis.
She told me,
she bragged about it.
She's lying to you.
Please, please.
You have to believe me.
You have to believe me.
And so I... I tied her up.
I tied her up
so that I could wait for you
so that I could show
you what she did.
You were at my wedding.
And at Emily's funeral.
[g*nsh*t]
[Panting]
I wasn't gonna let
Emily die in vain.
You sent me those packages.
I had to.
You deserved to know.
You deserved to be here.
[Grunts]
Let's get you out of here.
- [Groaning]
- Come on.
[Grunts] Right here.
- [Shouts]
- Okay, okay, okay.
She captured Emily
and Abby's final moments.
I wanted you to be here
to capture hers.
I'm gonna call this in.
No, no.
She doesn't deserve
our lives, too.
Please.
She'll be reported missing.
In a few days,
there'll be an investigation.
We'll start at her house.
We'll find what
we need to uncover
every one of her secrets.
- sh*t.
- Christ.
Call it in.
Hey, this is Deputy Cassidy.
Uh, we got a dead body out here
at Elizabeth Talbot's old place.
We're going to need somebody
out here to handle this mess.
Hey.
Give me a hand here.
[Scraping]
[Grunts]
- Christ.
- People will tell stories
they saw her out
in the woods in the dark.
- It's over here.
- But they will never find her.
She'll be their boogeyman.
And maybe she always was.
It's not fair
what she took from us.
No.
No, it isn't.
We gather here today
in profound sadness.
Our hearts heavy with grief
as we say farewell
to Emily Golding.
This darkness will be
our burden and our burden alone.
And everything
we've done tonight,
everything we've learned,
will carry it together.
It'll be our secret.
You discovered a monster, Deena.
And we slayed it.
All of this is for Abby.
And for Emily.
[Blue Oyster Cult's "[Don't
Fear] The Reaper plays]"
All our times have come
Here, but now they're gone
Seasons don't
fear the Reaper
Nor do the wind,
the sun, or the rain
-We can be like they are
-Come on, baby
-Don't fear the Reaper
-Baby, take my hand
-Don't fear the Reaper
-We'll be able to fly
Don't fear the Reaper
Baby, I'm your man
La, la, la, la, la
Love of two is one
Here, but now they're gone
Came the last night
of sadness
And it was clear
she couldn't go on
The door was open
and the wind appeared
The candles blew
and then disappeared
The curtains flew
and then he appeared
-Saying, "don't be afraid"
-Come on, baby
-And she had no fear
-And she ran to him
Then they started to fly
They looked backward
and said goodbye
She had become
like they are
She had taken his hand
She had become
like they are
-Come on, baby
-Don't fear the Reaper
[Eerie music playing]
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