Dogs, The (2025)

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9-1-1, please

state your name.

Katherine Weaver.

What's the nature

of your emergency?

My ex-husband is

lurking outside our home.

Are you alone?

No, I am here with my son.

Has anyone been hurt?

No.

Has he threatened you

or made any attempt to force

his way into the premises?

No, but this is the third night

in a row that he's been here.

And what's he doing now?

He's sitting in his car.

Can you tell me how long

he's been out there?

No, I don't know how

long he's been out there.

And what's your

ex-husband wearing?

I don't know.

I can't see him.

You can't see him?

No, I can't see

his face, but-

- Without a positive ID

- we can't prioritize-

I understand officer,

but I'm telling you it's him.

Ma'am, I'd like you to

take a deep breath.

Don't tell me to

take a deep breath.

My ex-husband

is stalking us.

Is there a restraining order

against your ex-husband?

No, it's expired.

Without an actual

crime being committed,

I cannot prioritize an

officer to your location.

Mom?

Look, you know the drill.

I liked it there.

Yeah, I know. Me too.

You don't even know

if it was him.

Trust me, it was him.

Could've just been

some guy in a car.

At one in the morning,

three nights in a row.

It was him.

It was him.

Hey, Cameron.

Cameron, honey.

Come on. Get up.

Where are we?

Hopefully somewhere

with decent coffee.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

-Hey.

What have I said

about social media?

Cameron, we've

been over this.

This is how he

found us last time.

They're my friends.

You will understand

when you're older.

That's what you always say.

Mom?

There's no one out there.

Looks like somebody

gotta good sleep.

Truce?

Games only. No texting.

Deal?

Deal.

So, I think I got

a lead on a place.

What do you think?

Rent's a bargain,

and it comes furnished.

Hmm?

Seriously?

Yeah. What?

I think it's perfect.

Ah! Just think of all the

fresh air and the scenery.

Beautiful fresh country air.

It's a farmhouse.

It's got character.

And besides, we'll be

safer in the country.

It's in the

middle of nowhere.

How am I supposed

to make friends?

You're gonna meet plenty

of kids at school.

And there's a

rec centre in town.

Yay.

Thank you.

Hey Alan.

Good to see ya.

Chloe, you're gettin'

prettier every day.

Ah, excuse me?

Would you happen

to be Katherine?

Are we, ah, that obvious?

It, uh, it's a small town.

I'm Ken Armstrong,

got your email.

Oh, it's nice to meet you.

Um, this is my son, Cameron.

Would you like to sit down?

Yeah, don't mind

if I do. Thanks.

Good potatoes, huh?

- Mornin' handsome.

- Hey Betty.

The usual?

Ah, no thanks,

I already ate,

but I'd love a

cup of coffee.

And you know what?

Put their breakfast

on my tab will ya?

Oh, no, that's-that's okay.

No, please.

It's my pleasure.

Will do.

Thank you.

That's very kind,

thank you.

So what brings you

two to Wolf Hollow?

Insanity.

-Pardon?

Um, we're just looking for

something simple, you know?

Bit of a slower pace.

The city can be a little

overwhelming. Right?

You've come to

the right place.

People around here

are pretty grounded.

Well, we're really

excited to see the house.

Right, Cameron?

That's the house?

Well, it doesn't

look like much,

but it's got good bones.

It's not like

we're buying it.

Ah, um, everything is

in good working order.

But on the off chance

you need a repair,

Art, the landlord is just

the next house over.

Come on, let me

show you around.

Come on in.

Huh?

Looks like it's been

vacant for a while?

You mean abandoned.

Living room is on the left

with a working fireplace.

Oh wow.

And you've got a good

sized kitchen here.

Decent amount of storage.

Lots of natural light.

And the appliances

are pretty much new.

Oh, I love a separate

dining room.

Yeah, it's great

for company.

Yeah.

There's a powder room

on the main floor too.

Oh, that's handy.

Huh?

Art tried to spruce

the place up a bit.

The formica it's timeless,

right?

It's classic.

Where does that go?

Mm, the basement.

Why is it locked?

Just as a precaution

against animals.

There's a lot of

raccoons in this part.

There's access to the

outside down there.

Hey, how 'bout I show

you the upstairs?

Do you know when

this place was built?

Wow.

Yeah, if these

walls could talk.

Is, uh, is that

water damage or...?

It's access to the attic.

Oh.

Seems kinda strange

that it's boarded up.

Well, I did it for safety.

You know, wouldn't want

anyone go exploring

and gettin' hurt.

Yeah.

Come on, lemme show you

the, uh, main bedroom.

It's, uh, it's

got a great view.

So this here is the master.

Not a bad size

for a house...

You ever see a sunset

over a cornfield?

Can't say that I have.

Well, you are in for a treat.

Hello?

Hello?

Cameron.

Cameron?

I-I'm fine.

I just tripped.

Are you hurt?

I said I'm fine.

Oh wow.

Yeah. Yeah.

I spoke to Art and he

says he'll clean this up

by end of the week.

Oh, there's no rush.

What? We're staying?

Honey, of course

we're staying.

Well, uh, there's some

paperwork to do upstairs.

Aw, I've always loved

that photo of us.

Yeah.

Where's Cowboy Boots?

Cowboy Boots?

You mean Ken?

Yeah.

He just left.

He sounds like

an infomercial.

Mm, well, that infomercial

just let us move here

without a damage deposit.

And he told me his secretary

is going on mat leave.

So I might get a job.

Great.

Yeah, it is great.

We need the money.

Hmm.

Come here. Come here.

I know this

isn't easy for you.

And I wish it was different.

Believe me, I do.

But this is our life

and it doesn't

change the fact

that I love you more than

anything in the world.

I know.

Try to get some

good sleep, okay?

Cameron.

That's Cody Murphy,

world's biggest dickhead.

So what's your story?

My mom has a thing for

shitty little towns.

No offence taken.

Hello? I'm home.

Mom?

What are ya doin' down here?

It's dangerous if you

don't know your way around

all this crap.

Ken said you live

next farm over.

Look, if you're gonna

follow me around,

you may as well make

yourself useful.

Go on.

You need a hand with that?

It's okay.

Mm.

Did a kid live here?

A boy.

A long time ago.

Did you know him?

Mind your step.

Be easier if you

put it down.

What's his name?

Who's name?

The boy.

You ask a lot of questions,

you know that?

Mr. Sinclair?

You can call me Art.

Katherine.

Ah, Cameron,

honey, could you grab the

groceries from the car, please?

I didn't know you

were coming by today.

No, well, if it suits I'll

grab the rest tomorrow.

That's fine.

It's a nice place you got.

I should go.

I got chores.

You, ah, thank

your boy for me.

I will.

So, how was your

first day at school?

It's good.

Good?

Yeah, did you

make any friends?

Why would I?

We're just

gonna move again.

Well, I had a good day.

I spoke to Ken and

I got that job.

What?

As Ken's receptionist.

I told you, I...

It doesn't matter.

He didn't even ask

for any references.

And I start on Monday.

Isn't that great?

Yeah. That's great.

I gotta say, Ken has

really come through for us.

Could you...

Cameron.

Cameron.

Cameron.

Cameron. Cameron.

Cameron. Cameron.

What're ya gonna do, man.

Bro, what is that?

Bro. Hey, you're

the new kid, right?

Heard you moved into

Sinclair's sh*thole.

So, have you heard 'em yet?

Heard what?

The dogs.

Oh you don't know?

They gutted their owner

right there on the lawn.

Ripped his throat out.

Rumour has it they

still haunt the place.

Where you goin' buddy?

If you're not too careful

they'll get you too.

A and J friends forever.

Mom?

You home?

Dad?

Hello? Anybody there?

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

Frank and Evelyn McTavish.

Jacky.

Cameron?

Do you think the real estate

office would have anything

about the history

of this house?

I dunno, maybe. Why?

For a history project.

I need to write about

something local.

But you know who you

might wanna ask is Art.

Mr. Sinclair.

He might be able to help

A and J.

I gotta go.

No.

NO!

Cameron?

Hey, what's the matter?

Who are you talking to?

He was in my room.

Who? Sweetheart. There's no-

He was right there!

There's no one here.

You were dreaming.

I'm serious.

You were dreaming.

Baby, we've been down

this road before.

It's been a stressful

three weeks, that's all.

You feel warm.

Coming down with something?

I dunno.

Cameron, you're burning up.

Hmm. You're still

a little warm.

I'll call Ken.

I'll tell him I

can't come in.

I'll be fine.

We're safer in the country.

Unless Dad's posing as a cow,

I think we're fine.

Fine.

I'll be home as soon as I can.

There's leftovers in the fridge.

And if you need anything,

you call me. Okay?

Yeah.

Love you.

Love you too.

It is been lonely since

mother and father left.

You're not real.

Mother left first.

That's why Father

got the dogs.

To keep the bad people away.

They're everywhere,

you know...

even when you

can't see them.

Sometimes people upset them.

That's when bad

things happen.

Hello? Mr. Sinclair?

Mr. Sinclair?

Is someone there?

Cameron.

You're not real.

Please don't be afraid.

Stop it!

You're not real.

None of this is real.

I'm real, Cameron.

I'm your friend.

You're not my friend!

Leave me alone!

Run!

He just got home.

Where were you?

You were supposed

to be home sick.

Look Cameron, I-I'm worried-

They're coming.

What?

Honey, stop it,

you're scaring me.

There's nothing out here.

Mom! No!

Stop! Cameron!

They were there.

I saw them.

What do you know

about Frank McTavish?

Same thing everyone knows.

He got k*lled

by his own dogs.

That's it?

Actually, they say that

Cody's great-grandmother

accused Frank McTavish of

murdering his own wife and kid.

There was this big

investigation and everything.

Okay. What happened?

They put her in a

mental hospital.

It turns out she lied

about the whole thing.

She's in the same care

home as my granddad.

My mom says she's crazy.

Obviously it runs

in the family.

You talkin' about me,

you little sh*t?

Leave him alone!

Mind your own

f*cking business.

Beat his a*s, Cody!

- They're fighting!

- They're fighting!

Kick his a*s!

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let's go, let's go!

You're dead, you little f*ck!

That's enough!

I said that's enough!

You son of a b*tch!

Both of you, come with me!

Suspended?

Mom, I swear it

wasn't my fault.

Just don't, Cameron.

I was defending myself.

I said don't.

Okay. Just...

this is how it

always starts.

How what starts?

Never mind.

No, tell me how

what starts?

Becoming like Dad?

Jacky, are you there?

You said I wasn't real.

I-I didn't mean it.

Can I show you something?

Arty and I used to play

here before Mother left.

Before Father got the dogs.

Sounds like you and

Arty were great friends.

He was always nice to me.

He understood.

Did your father ever

whoop you, Cameron?

My father whooped me,

but only when I deserved it.

He'd say,

This

is gonna hurt me...

more than it does you, boy

Cameron?

If only Mother was good

she wouldn't have gone away.

She wouldn't have gone away.

Father wouldn't

have got the dogs.

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You think you can make

a fool outta me, huh?!

Is that what you think?!

Huh? Is that what you think?

Answer me! Answer me!

I

said answer me,

you g*dd*mn wh*re.

Who do you think you are,

you can talk like

that to your husband?

You dirty f*ck' wh*re!

You coward!

Cameron?

Cameron?!

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Honey, stop!

Stop, Cameron!

Stop it! Now, stop!

Stop, stop.

Mom?

- I'm here.

I'm here. I'm here.

It's okay. It's okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay. It's okay.

I'm here. I'm here.

Do you think I'm crazy?

No. Cameron, sweetie,

I-I've never thought

you were crazy.

You've been through a lot.

That's not your fault.

You think I'm

becoming like Dad?

No. Cameron, I am so sorry

that I said what I did.

You are a kind, bright young

man who cares about people.

But I think you

might need some help.

Your nightmares

are getting worse

and you're talking to

yourself again and I-

Plenty of people

talk to themselves.

People don't hurt

themselves, Cameron.

It's nothing to be ashamed

of but it's not normal.

I was talking to Ken and-

You talked to

Ken about this?

You had no right to

talk about my life!

Cameron, he is a good man

and he has become a friend.

Really? What else is he?

Okay, that is not fair.

Fair?

You wanna talk about fair?

How about dragging me

halfway across the country

in the middle of the night?

Cameron...

Is that fair?

Or telling me I just

need to make friends

and then the second I do,

telling me I

can't talk to them.

Cameron-

Is that fair to you?

Cameron...

All I ever hear is we have

to move because of Dad.

Well, maybe I want

him to find us

so he can take me

away from you.

Cam, you take that back.

Take it back.

Maybe I'm not the crazy one.

I hate this place!

I miss my dad.

Me too.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't have come,

it's late.

Don't worry. Just grab

your boy and let's go.

I don't want him to hear us.

He's still up.

I don't care.

I'm not leaving you with him.

You have to go.

Mom?

Shhhh!

Cameron?

This way.

Jacky?

Over here. This way.

Hurry!

Cameron.

This way. Over here.

You're always rooting around.

What the hell you doing out

there in that clearing?

You aimin' to get

yourself k*lled? Hmm?

Don't you know it's the

middle of huntin' season?

I could've easily

mistook you for a deer.

I didn't know.

Anybody ever tell you

not to go pokin' around

other people's things?

Now let's go.

That clearing was special,

wasn't it?

To Jacky?

I ain't heard that

name in a long while.

Don't you want to

know what happened?

Why would I?

Because he was your friend.

Everybody has secrets, kid.

It'd be best to

leave this alone.

Now get outta here.

Hey.

Oh, thank you.

Took a wild guess

you'd want a burger.

No pickles.

Yeah.

So, tell me what

you're writing about.

Stuff.

Okay. What kind of stuff?

History stuff.

Yeah, I know,

but tell me what.

Cameron.

I don't want you to

freak out, okay?

Why would I freak out?

'Cause you're my mom.

That's what you do.

Okay. I promise I

will not freak out.

Okay.

You know the guy that I got

into a fight with at school?

Cody?

Yeah. I'm trying to forget.

Well, his great-grandmother

thinks that the guy who

used to live on our property,

Frank McTavish,

k*lled his wife, his kid,

and his wife's boyfriend.

Wow.

I was looking into it

'cause I'm thinking,

what if it's true?

What if he did k*ll them?

Then the bodies might be

hidden on our property.

That, okay, okay, Cameron.

That's enough. I can't

listen to anymore.

You said you

wouldn't freak out.

No, I'm, I'm

not freaking out.

I just...

Sweetie, I don't

think it's healthy

to be so emotionally invested

in something this disturbing.

This is why I never

tell you anything!

'Cause you promise

you're not gonna freak out

and then you do!

Cameron, lower your voice.

You never take

anything I say seriously.

Eat your burger.

Jacky?

Shh. It's okay, Buddy.

It's just me.

Dad?

Hey, I got a surprise for ya.

Come on.

I'm up here, Buddy.

Come on.

Come on! Come on.

Your mother didn't

leave you after all, boy.

No!

I'm never far.

Okay, Buddy, I'm never far.

Cameron?

Come on. You don't

wanna be late

for your first day back.

Coming.

I still can't believe

you broke his nose.

Yeah.

Hey, do you think Cody's

great-grandmother

still remembers what

happened to Frank McTavish?

I dunno. Why?

Hey, but where are you going?

I know I love her,

but $5,000 for her vet?

Come in.

Mrs. Murphy?

Who are you?

A friend of Cody's.

My Cody?

Yeah, we're working

together on a history project.

Oh. Well, come in, come in.

You have a lot of photos.

Uh huh.

Cody told me about

your brother.

Shhh.

We mustn't speak

about Matthew.

It's okay, I won't tell.

Is he in any of these photos?

Why do you wanna

know about Matthew?

Who are you?

Where do you live?

I said, where do you live, boy?!

Frank McTavish

k*lled my brother.

He k*lled them all!

Shh! Mrs. Murphy, it's okay.

I know what I know!

I believe you.

I believe Matthew

was m*rder*d.

Don't you lie to me!

Do you think I'm crazy?!

Who are you?!

I just wanted information.

He's dead.

Do you hear me?

They're all dead!

What's going on here?

Hey!

How was your first

day back at school?

Good.

Really?

Because I got a call

from the secretary

who said you didn't

show up today.

Where the hell were you,

Cameron?

And don't lie to me!

We are not done.

Mrs. Weaver?

Yes?

I'm Officer Culp.

May I come in?

Of course.

Is...

Is this about

my ex-husband?

I'm afraid it's

about your son.

Is she gonna be okay?

Well, she won't be

walking without her crutches

anytime soon,

but she'll be all right.

Do we need a lawyer?

No one is pressing

charges at the moment.

No one wants that.

But they do want the truth.

So how about you tell us

what you were doing there?

I wanted to know the

truth about Frank McTavish.

Mrs. Murphy thinks

Frank McTavish

k*lled his family

and Matthew Fraser.

Well, Ms. Murphy has a

delicate grasp of reality.

She's right.

I saw them.

You saw who?

Matthew Fraser and

Mrs. McTavish.

Officer, I am sorry.

Cameron's imagination-

Not my imagination!

Their bodies are

in the attic!

What?

You can't possibly

know that.

Our attic is sealed.

I saw it in my dream.

Oh my God, Cameron.

No. You need to listen

to me for once.

Katherine?

Hey.

Hey, Janis. I saw

your car out front.

Is everything, uh,

is everything okay?

Cameron thinks that we

have dead bodies in our-

We do!

Oh my God, Cameron.

Do you not get this?

I've never seen this

guy before in my life!

This is what Jacky

was trying to tell me!

Jacky? Who the hell is Jacky?

That Matthew Fraser and

Mrs. McTavish were m*rder*d

and their bodies

are in the attic.

Oh my God, Cameron,

I think you need to stop.

Why can't you

just believe me?

If you don't believe me,

just go in the attic

and check it out

for yourself.

Cameron, enough!

I'm telling you

they're up there.

Whoa. Whoa. Hey, hey.

Why don't we all

just take a breath?

Okay?

Why don't we just go

take a look in the attic.

I mean, maybe he's right.

Tell me that you

don't actually believe

that we have

bodies up there.

No, it's-it's not

about what I believe,

it's about what

Cameron believes.

Until he sees for himself,

it's gonna be on his mind.

So, I dunno,

what do you think, Janis?

Should we take a look?

Yeah. Yeah, let's

check it out.

Hey Art, it's Ken Armstrong.

Yep. I got it. I got it.

Well, no, no. It's a

potential crime scene.

I better go first.

Well, it's all yours.

Have a good look.

It can't be.

Do you see?

It was just a dream.

You said it yourself.

I-I know-I know

they were here.

Someone-someone must

have moved them.

Maybe McTavish figured he

couldn't keep them up here.

Your father knew him.

Maybe he helped get

rid of the bodies.

I am so sorry.

Cameron is not well.

He doesn't...

Honey, you don't know

what you're saying.

Shut up!

Shut up!

I do know what

I'm saying!

No matter what I do

you think I'm crazy!

Well, I'm not!

Okay! I'm not!

You're not my f*cking dad!

Cameron. Hey. Hey.

It's okay. Shh.

It's all right.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

I set up the cot

upstairs in the big room.

Ken's gonna stay

with us tonight.

Why?

Because you're scared of me?

No Cameron,

I'm scared for you.

This is all my fault.

I should have seen it coming.

I think it's best if you

stay home from school

for the next few days.

Seriously?

-Yeah.

Until this settles down.

This is a small town and this

kind of thing can get around

and we don't need that

kind of attention.

Not with him out

there looking.

You can't even say his name.

I'll figure it out

with your school

and I'll make sure

to get your homework

and I'll talk to your history

teacher about your essay.

There's no essay.

You get some rest.

Hey, good morning.

Like bacon and eggs?

Sure.

Go ahead.

I'm sorry about last night.

Hey, don't worry about it.

Really.

I really thought

they were there.

Mm-hmm.

I feel like an idiot.

Look, I've been sure about

a lot of things in my life

that did not turn out

the way I expected.

There's nothing

wrong with that.

So you have kids?

I do. Tyler and Sophia.

You miss them?

Every single day.

I get to see 'em

every other weekend.

Christmas, a couple

days at Thanksgiving.

But, uh, they're doing

things that I'm not part of

and making memories

that I'll never share.

It's hard.

How much did Mom

tell you about Dad?

Cameron, whatever

it is between you,

your mom and your dad,

that's your business.

If you wanna

tell me or not,

it's up to you.

But just know that I'm...

I'm here.

Can I show you

something after?

Sure.

I'm no expert, but these

look like a cry for help.

You say you found them

in the coal room?

Uh huh.

See the dogs?

Mm-hmm.

And look, Jacky's mother is

missing from most of them.

Things just kind of got bigger

and bigger in your head, huh?

Mom thinks I'm crazy.

No. No. She doesn't

think you're crazy.

She's just worried about you.

I-I see him all the time

and I think he wanted to

show me these drawings.

I think he's trying

to tell me something.

So I, um, I spoke with

your principal today.

Under the circumstances

she thinks that it's, um,

best if you and Cody are kept

apart for the time being.

So, I'm gonna be driving

you to school from now on.

Okay.

Um...

also, Ken has agreed

to, ah, stay with us

just until things

settle down.

And, um, I have asked him to

make an appointment for you

to talk to a therapist

friend of his.

She's really very good,

Cameron.

Um, I think it-

You told her?

Cameron, I had to.

Ken was only trying to help.

Cameron, he cares about you.

You don't get it.

It's you he cares about!

You!

You don't think I

didn't see him

sneaking into your

room last night?

I might have problems,

but I'm not an idiot!

Hello?

Hello?

Buddy, is that you?

Mike.

Hey, don't hang up, please.

It's you, isn't it?

Yeah. Dad, it's me.

I always knew you'd call.

Ah, I didn't know when,

but I-I knew you would.

Sorry it took so long.

Hey, don't be sorry.

Don't...

don't you be sorry, ah,

we're talking now, right?

Yeah.

How...

How's my boy, huh?

How's my boy?

You good? You okay?

I'm okay.

Well, you...

you don't,

I hate-I hate to say it,

but you-you

don't sound okay.

Yeah.

Dad, were you parked

outside our house?

What do you...

what are you talking about?

Have you been...

stalking us?

Buddy, your mom,

she has issues, okay?

And I really don't like

saying that to you,

but it-it's true.

Okay?

So was it?

No, it-it wasn't,

it wasn't me, Buddy.

Okay?

But you know, hey,

if it was,

could you blame me?

I mean, you're my son.

I just miss the hell...

I just miss the

hell out of you, Buddy.

I miss you too.

Yeah.

- Cameron?

- I gotta go.

Hey Cam, could you just,

if you wait a second-

Hey, who are you talking to?

No one.

It's gonna be okay.

Whatever.

Why won't you look

at me, Cameron?

'Cause you're not real.

I'm right here.

All right.

If you're real,

I want answers.

Okay.

Where are you when

I'm not around?

I-I don't know.

Why are you

asking me that?

'Cause everyone

thinks I'm crazy!

I'm starting to

think they're right.

You're not crazy, Cameron.

Stop pretending

to be my friend!

I am your friend.

If you're my friend...

tell me what happened the

night your mother left.

Jacky, hand me that suitcase.

The empty one. Hurry!

Get up to the attic, boy.

Now!

Don't! Don't you

come near me!

I've had enough!

You can't stop me.

You sl*t.

You run around like

a g*dd*mn wh*re!

You oughta be

ashamed of yourself.

But you ain't.

You ain't sorry.

I'll make you sorry.

Don't you touch me!

Stop! Don't touch me!

Stop!

He said Mother left and

wouldn't be coming back.

Then he grabbed a shovel,

worked the rest of the day

in the barn.

He wouldn't let me leave

the house after that.

He said if people knew

I was on the farm

without a mother,

they'd take me away.

That's why he got the dogs,

to keep the bad people away.

But I had to tell

Arty I was okay.

I didn't want him to worry.

So you met him

in the clearing?

I made him swear

to keep my secret.

And he did too.

But then Father found out.

It's all my fault.

What's your fault?

Hey, I've been calling you.

Dinner's ready.

-Sorry.

Hey.

Come on.

Your dinner's getting cold.

Hey, Buddy.

Glad you called me back.

How you doing?

Everything okay?

Hey Dad, I wanna

ask you something.

sh**t.

Promise you won't

think I'm crazy?

No, phsst, why

would I think that?

Because everyone else does.

Well, I'm not everyone else.

I'm your dad and I love

you very much, Buddy.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Sure. Yeah, why not?

I mean, ah, look,

I've-I've never seen one,

I've never talked to one.

But, ah, loads of people

claim they have

and they can't all

be liars, right?

Yeah.

Cameron?

Dad, I gotta go.

Ken's calling.

Who's Ken?

I gotta go.

Wait, Cameron-

-Bye.

Hey.

Everything okay up here?

Yeah. Why?

I just, ah, wondering

who you were talking to.

I wasn't talking to anyone.

Okay.

Look, it's getting dark.

Don't stay up too late, okay?

Are you gonna tell my mom?

Tell her what?

He seems really nice.

Not like my father.

He's not my father.

Jacky, what happened

to your dad?

Why was it your fault?

He told me not

to wander off.

Not to go to the

clearing to see Arty.

If only I'd listened.

No!

You think you can

disobey me, boy?

You think you can

disobey me, huh?

Run off to the woods?

I thought I told you

to stay in the house!

No! No!

I'll feed you to

the dogs, boy.

That'll teach you, huh?

No, no! Please!

When they tear you

apart like rabbits.

No!

Hey, hey!

Hey, that'll teach ya.

That'll teach ya-

Papa!

Help me, boy!

Cameron, I owe

you an apology.

You trusted me

with something

and I told your mom.

I should have been

clear with you

that I was gonna tell

her and explained why.

I'm sorry.

Sweetheart, I'm,

ah, I'm sorry too.

I should have told

you about me and Ken.

We shouldn't have

been sneaking around.

And if you would rather

I stay at my place,

it's totally cool.

You can stay

here if you want.

Yeah? Thanks.

Hey, how about, ah, from

here on in no more secrets.

Someone's in the barn.

Your father?

No. Maybe Cody.

Cameron.

Honey, are you sure it wasn't

just your imagination?

I don't know.

I only saw him

for a second.

I got an idea.

How about we go

check it out?

You seen him in

the loft, right?

Yeah.

Brrr! It's cold up here!

You see anything?

No. Do you?

No.

Feel better?

I feel stupid.

Hey, hey.

There's no shame

in being afraid.

You know how scared I was

the first time we had

a real conversation?

You were scared of me?

Mm-hmm.

I figured if you hated me,

I was toast with your mom.

Come on.

It's too cold up here.

Stay off our property.

What?

Get outta my face

ya little sh*t.

I know you were in our barn.

Go ahead, do something.

I'm warning you, Cody.

Stay away from my house.

No wonder everybody

thinks you're crazy.

Hey, Buddy.

Hey, Dad.

So what happened to

you the other night?

You had me worried.

Sorry. Someone

came in the barn.

Someone?

Let me guess...

it was Ken?

Yeah. It-it's just...

I don't think we should

be talking right now.

Who says? Your mother?

No. Me.

I-I just don't like

going behind her back.

It's nothing you did,

I swear.

Don't let her push

you around, son.

She does that.

No, I-I told you.

It's not Mom.

It's just...

I don't like sneaking around.

It'll be different

when I'm older.

Like I said,

I'm not gonna call anymore.

Well, Buddy,

you do what you

have to do and,

well, I'll do

what I have to do.

I gotta go.

Dad?

Hey, Buddy. Look at you.

Dad, what are

you doing here?

Well, I, ah, I drove

up a few days ago.

I'm staying at a

motel in town.

It's a decent room.

Coffee's crap.

Okay.

Dad, what are you

doing in Ken's car?

Geez. Not even a

'Hey, how ya doing?'

Dad, where's Ken?

Hop in and I'll tell ya.

Buddy, I said hop in.

Cameron, is that you, buddy?

I'm afraid your mom can't

come to the phone right now.

She got held up.

Okay.

If you ever wanna

see your mother again,

I suggest you give me your

phone and get in the car.

Where's Mom and Ken?

Again with Ken.

Seriously, Buddy.

I mean, your mother

I understand.

Where are they?!

Okay. Okay. Calm down. Geez.

Your mom's back

at the house.

Is she okay?

She's fine.

I mean, she did take a pretty

nasty tumble down the stairs,

but she's gonna

be all right.

I actually had to lock

her in the basement.

She's feisty, your mother,

I'll give her that.

What about Ken?

He's hog-tied in the trunk.

He was kicking

around back there,

but whack to the head

knocked some sense into him.

That was you last night.

In the barn.

Oooh, sh**t.

Yeah. Yeah. That was...

Yeah, ya got me.

How'd you know?

I guess, well, doesn't

really matter now, but...

What are you gonna do?

k*ll us?

Well, Kenny Boy,

he's gotta pay and

once he does, then it'll

just be the three of us.

But your mother, you know,

she's always made me do things

that I don't want to do,

and she'll never

take me back

and she won't

let me have you.

And that,

that's not fair, is it?

Of course, she's

gonna start begging.

But your mom, she's...

she's always tried

to make me feel bad.

Shift the blame.

Hey. Hey, don't worry, Buddy.

I don't want you to worry.

Okay? I...

I don't think a boy

should see his mother die.

Okay?

That wouldn't be right.

Cam, stop!

Cam!

Just stop! Cam!

Goddamnit!

Cam! Cam!

Goddamnit.

Cameron!

Cameron!

Don't make this harder

than it has to be!

You know I'm

gonna find you.

Cameron!

Cameron, come back, Buddy.

Let's, let's just start over.

Jacky.

Cameron!

Jacky, where do I go?

Cameron?!

Over here! This way!

Buddy.

Buddy!

I'm not gonna let

you get away again.

Come here!

No!

-Okay.

Get away from me!

Come on!

Stop!

I'm your dad. I love you!

No you don't!

Okay. Alright. Stop! Stop!

Just stop!

Please, Dad. Please don't.

Please. Dad, don't sh**t.

Okay, okay.

I gotcha. I gotcha. Shh.

Okay, I've gotcha.

He was mauled by something.

What? I don't know

'cause we haven't seen wolves

in these parts for years.

But we'll have to

wait for forensics.

His isn't the only

body out there.

What?

Cameron...

That boy you

asked me about...

the one who grew

up in this house.

Jacky?

He's buried out

there in that clearing.

How do you know that?

'Cause I buried him.

We were just boys the

last time I saw him.

I knew what his

father was like.

He was a lot like

your father.

I saw the bruises.

I kept that promise to Jacky

'cause I was afraid for him.

McTavish got the

dogs shortly after

and within a couple

months he was dead so...

When Jacky didn't turn up,

I figured his mother must

have come back for him.

Oh, about 10 years ago

there was a bad storm.

Blew some shingles

off the roof.

So I went up into the attic

to check on the damage.

And I found Jacky curled

up in a old chest.

Must'a crawled inside,

tryin' to hide

and got trapped.

I should have gone

to the police.

But no one was

looking for him.

And he'd been dead

more than 20 years so...

buried him out there

in that clearing.

The one place I knew

he'd been happy.

And for what it's worth,

I think that Frank McTavish

m*rder*d his wife

and Matthew Fraser.

Well without a body we

can't prove it was homicide.

They're in the barn.

Jacky told me after

his mom went away,

his dad took a shovel and

spent the rest of the day

working in the barn.

Cameron, honey, it's been-

They're in there.

Trust me.

Jacky?

I'm going to go.

I just wanted to

say thanks...

for everything.