(soft tense music)
(logo flickering)
(logo whooshes)
(thunder crashes)
(dark eerie music)
(dark eerie music continues)
(water flowing)
(insects chirping)
(wind rustling)
(owl hoots)
(soft music)
(water pouring)
- Husband.
Supper's ready.
- Work is almost finished.
(soft tense music)
(twigs snapping)
Samuel Parris.
We were just about to
have supper together.
Martha has soup.
Martha, please, get
him a bowl so he can-
- No.
- What is the meaning of this
late visit, Samuel Parris?
- Joshua Gable.
Your wife is hereby charged
with the crime of witchery,
as confessed by
your sl*ve, Tituba.
- Oh, this is, this is not true.
In the Lord's good
name, you are mistaken.
All of you.
- He tells lies!
- Do not take the
Lord's name in vain.
- You all know my wife.
She's not a witch, as you say.
She's as much a witch,
sir, as you are a wizard.
- Joshua, what are they saying?
- Nothing, wife.
Calm yourself.
Samuel Parris.
- The afflicted children
deemed her to be a witch.
They claim they have seen her,
Martha Gable,
practicing sorcery.
- Sorcery?
- That's right.
- Ridiculous!
Those 10 children should
be schooled and punished
for the lies they spill
onto these streets of Salem.
- Joshua, I am a
representative of the court.
I have to do an investigation.
- Yes, investigate.
To charge a crime
on innocent blood?
It's nonsense.
- These are lies!
Lies of his jealous children!
- Samuel Parris, now
I will not tell you again.
Leave this property.
You are mistaken.
You are upsetting my wife,
and you're upsetting me.
- I wish I could
do that, Joshua.
(Martha screams)
- No!
- Unhand me!
- Let him go, let him go!
- Unhand me!
- Let him go!
- You.
(Martha gasping)
Martha Gable.
Wife of Joshua Gable
of Salem village.
You have been charged.
Take her out!
- (sobbing) No!
No!
No!
- Unhand her!
Remove your damn
scoundrel hands
off of my wife!
I will k*ll you!
(dark foreboding music)
k*ll.
I will deliver the
wrath of Hell upon you!
Your God will give
you blood to drink!
- That sounds like
witch talk to me!
(man grunts)
Martha Gable
and Joshua Gable
are convicted of high crimes,
and sundry acts of witchcraft
under high suspicions!
Take them both!
- [Joshua] No!
- The children were right.
(voices murmuring)
- Martha Gable.
(Martha sobbing)
Do you claim to be a witch?
- I am, I am not. (sobbing)
- So be it.
- No! No!
(Joshua sobbing)
(voices murmuring)
What did you do?
- Sorcery.
(solemn music)
- My wife was no witch!
This was a mistake!
- God sent us the
devil last night,
and we sent her
straight back to Hell.
- God!
All of you are doomed!
I will destroy each
and every one of you!
I will wreak havoc,
and employ the wrath
of Satan to you all
for what you have
done here tonight!
I curse your bloodline.
I curse Salem!
I will never forgive.
Nor will I forget.
Damn you!
Damn you all to Hell!
(tense foreboding music)
- Stone this witch.
(Joshua groaning)
(Joshua gasping)
Wait, wait.
(Joshua mumbles)
He's trying to say something.
Prepare to cut this witch loose.
Joshua Gable.
Do you claim to be a witch?
- More weight.
(Joshua laughing)
(stone thuds)
(Joshua grunts)
(Joshua laughing)
- Wait, wait.
(Samuel grunting)
(woman screams)
- Traitor!
- Another traitor!
- Another witch!
(villager gasping)
- [Villager 1] Possessed
by the witch as well!
- It was an accident, I swear!
- [Villager 1] Blasphemer!
- I'm not a traitor!
- Hang him!
- I'm not a traitor!
- He cursed us all!
- [Villager 3] Hang him! Hang
him from the Gable tree!
(dark tense music)
(wind rustling)
(soft eerie music)
(singer vocalizing)
(soft eerie music continues)
(chalk scraping)
(stone scraping)
(twigs creaking)
(metal clangs)
(pads thudding)
(blood dripping)
(match strikes)
(flames crackling)
(water dripping)
(record crackling)
(eerie foreboding music)
(eerie foreboding
music continues)
(record crackling)
(voices whispering)
(music intensifying)
(bells tinkling)
(rope creaking)
(dark solemn music)
(singer vocalizing)
(sirens wailing)
- [Hal] Can you go
over it one more time?
- [Man] Sure.
The alarm went off, that
brought me downstairs.
When I came downstairs, I
noticed a group of kids.
I ended up chasing
them out back.
I didn't get a good
description of them.
Didn't see them.
- [Hal] Right.
What were they wearing?
- It was a dark hoodie,
I believe it was.
- [Hal] All of them
were in the hoodies?
- Couldn't see that clearly.
- [Shane] Yeah, this
is Detective Parris.
- [Nelson] This is Mr.
Nelson calling again
regarding your late
mother's estate.
I have tried to reach
you a number of times,
but I haven't heard
anything back.
- Yeah, I've been
busy over here, sorry.
What do you need?
- [Nelson] Well, there
are still a few things
we need for resolution,
mainly paperwork.
- You all right?
You guys checked
down with the market?
The damn power went out again.
Everything okay?
- Yeah, sure.
Mr. Nelson, look.
Whatever debt my mother had
was her debt, all right?
It should die with her, not
passed off to her next of kin.
Sorry.
- [Nelson] I
absolutely understand, and I
am agreed, sir, but this isn't
the case.
On Monday-
- Then what's the
case there, pal?
- [Hal] Hey Shane.
You're never gonna believe this.
- Now Mr. Parris,
I can assure you
that your late
mother's financials
are completely in order.
In fact, the reason
I'm calling is because
on Monday, we are going
in to file an extension
on her estate so
that we can transfer
everything in her
estate to you, sir.
Mr. Parris?
Hello?
- [Shane] Mundy,
what'd you find out?
- Yes, Monday, Monday.
Yes, I said, on
Monday, we will be-
- [Shane] Not you, Mr. Nelson.
- I'm-I'm sorry.
I thought that you,
(laughing) sorry, sorry.
I'm sorry, I thought you
were asking me about Monday.
- I'm-I'm in the
middle of something.
- [Nelson] Mr.
Parris, are you there?
Can you hear me?
- Yeah, I can.
What-what do you mean,
you have to transfer
her entire estate over to me?
I don't need anything
from that woman.
- Look, I understand how you
feel, Mr. Parris, all right?
But in order for us to
release the estate to you,
we need your signature on
the documents, you see?
I've left you several
messages regarding this.
- Okay, donate her sh*t, then.
I mean, she was batshit crazy.
Never a real mother, anyways.
- Yes, well that is fine,
if that is your plan, sir.
But after you take possession,
you can do anything
that you want with
it, all right?
But in order to do that, we
still need your signature
on these documents, all right?
Then we can release our legal
obligation to the estate.
- I'm sorry, come again?
- Mr. Parris, your
late mother left you
all of her belongings.
- [Shane] What do you mean, all?
What could she have
left that I would want?
The damn woman lived like a
vagabond, a freakin' nomad.
- Now, sir. I don't know how
you've come to those
conclusions, sir.
You know, it's
quite the opposite.
Your-your mother
was a very wealthy
and respected author, and a
beloved member of her community.
- Just what does her
estate consist of?
- I'm sorry, but
I cannot disclose
all the details without
you being present
here, Mr. Parris, all right?
But I will tell you this much.
Her inheritance
is something that,
well, can change one's life.
- [Shane] Fine, I'll call you
on Monday when I'm in Salem.
- Yeah. (chuckles)
Fantastic, thank you.
- [Shane] We'll
set up a time then.
- Yeah.
(Nelson sighs)
(soft tense music)
He'll be here next week.
(door shuts)
- [Shane] This just
doesn't make sense to me.
- To you?
Not sure why dispatch
routed him to me.
- Nah, I've been dodging
that guy's calls for a while.
- Oh sh*t.
Sorry about that, I get it.
I'm dodging bill collectors
this time of the month myself.
- No, it's nothing like that.
He's, uh, he's with
my mother's estate.
- Oh, sh*t.
I didn't even know she passed.
- So.
What'd you get from him?
- That guy is Timmy Diesel,
the owner of this place.
He claims the alarm went off,
he came down to the store,
and chased some would-be
perps out the back.
And when he got
here, he found this.
(soft tense music)
Her name is Mary Warren.
Her ID was tossed in the sink.
- Warren?
That's odd.
That's my wife's maiden name.
- Relative?
- Eh, probably not.
I've met everyone.
And this one, I haven't seen.
Ah, brutal.
God.
He removed her heart.
- Savages.
- Yeah, savage is a good word.
Cut her open.
Cut the umbilical cord.
This seems more like a
ritual than a break-in.
What's your story, Mary Warren?
So.
12 chairs.
- Like a jury.
- So they sit in a circle.
Pass judgment, and then execute.
Yeah, the bruise.
That blow to the head's
probably what put him
on the ground in that position.
How many perps you say
he chased outta here?
- Yes.
Timmy said, um.
- I'll say 12, judging
by how it's staged.
It's a pretty safe assumption.
Devil's in the details.
- Seems as though the
devil came and paid
these poor b*stards
a brutal visit.
(envelope rustles)
What are you thinking, Shane?
- Remember that copycat
case of the Night Stalker
back in '04?
With the, uh, pentagrams
and the fingerprints?
- But this is
freakin' different.
This is straight up devil sh*t.
- Is that our John Doe from
the front of the store?
(soft eerie music)
- Yeah.
Seems our John Doe
has been dead before.
- What?
- Jonathan Good, stroke, 2007.
Adam Nurse, stabbed
to death, 2017.
And George Warren, cancer 2019.
- How's that possible?
- I don't know.
- Warren.
Related to Mary Warren?
- Where's the heart?
The fetus?
Maybe black market.
- Great.
Let's check the
dark web inquiries.
I feel like I've seen
this sh*t before.
- Like deja vu?
- [Whispered Voice]
Come home, Shane Parris.
- What'd you just say?
- I said like deja vu?
- No, no. The whisper.
- Whisper?
- Nah, just a familiar feeling.
Come home, Shane.
All right, well you know what?
Get forensics in here.
Have them run all the prints
against the full database.
There's no way, there's
no way these prints
came from three different guys.
Let me know what you find.
- This is Detective Mundy.
No, he just left.
Do you need him?
(rain falling)
(sirens wailing)
- Ooh.
Oh, God.
Barely made it.
(Shane sighs)
Wow, it's coming down hard.
(dark dramatic music)
(rain continues falling)
(dark foreboding music)
Can I help you with something?
- Can an old woman
trouble you for a
light, kind sir?
- Uh yeah, I should
have a lighter,
book of matches, or something.
- [Old Woman] I've seen them,
and they bear the
mark of the beast.
They want your soul.
- [Shane] Wish I had
an umbrella for you.
- Ah, sometimes they cling
and cling. (laughing)
There's nothing you can do.
They already own you.
They will come.
Oh yeah.
But we're already here.
They want your blood.
Blood for blood. (chuckles)
Do you like what I
left for you in there?
(dark dramatic music)
- Come home, Shane Parris.
- Gotta get it together, Shane.
(engine starts)
(soft tense music)
- Hi, Shane.
- Hey, babe.
Come on, let's get you to bed.
- I washed more clothes.
Did you see?
- Yeah.
I saw.
Come on.
Let's get to bed.
- What time is it?
- It's late.
- I put some mail for you
on the kitchen counter.
Some guy Nelson
called a few times.
- Yeah, I spoke to him.
He's with my mother's estate.
Needs me to sign some paperwork.
- Estate? Is that what they call
sleeping at the church?
- No.
I'll explain tomorrow.
I see you didn't get any
unpacking done today.
- When are you going to sign?
- I have to be in
Salem on Monday.
I was thinking maybe
we'd go together.
Would you like that?
- Yeah.
I'd love that.
A nice little drive.
- Yeah, it's a nice
40 minute drive.
I was thinking maybe we, uh,
stay a couple days, you know?
Show you the sites, look around.
(soft music)
Night, baby girl.
I love you so much.
(dark tense music)
- Oh, thanks sweetie.
What a lovely little street.
Kinda reminds me of
home a little bit.
- [Shane] Babe, this looks
nothing like Brooklyn.
- [Johnna] (laughing)
No, not Brooklyn.
No, our first home
together in Albany.
- Oh yeah, I could see that.
- Right?
It's like a, a little
version of our own city here.
(doorbell ringing)
(dark tense music)
Hi.
(dark tense music continues)
- [Nelson] Johnna, would
you like another cup of tea?
- Oh, no I'm still good.
Thank you.
- Mm. (laughing)
For some reason, tea
just tastes great
after a meal, doesn't it?
- (laughing) Yeah, especially
after Chinese food.
- That's right, babe. I remember
when we first moved
in together. All we ate was
Chinese food and ramen
noodles.
- (laughs) Oh, you're right.
- And this.
(laughing) It is funny.
I think that everyone
ate ramen noodles
three times a day in college.
(laughing) It's
so true, isn't it?
And here's the assets
on the bank account.
- I take it you practice Wicca?
(Nelson chuckles)
- And then this.
Uh, this one is for
the home account.
I'm sorry dear, what?
Oh, the books.
Books, yes.
Well those are Shane's mother's.
Quite the author.
- Shane, do you see this?
This is all your mother's work.
- Huh, I had no idea.
- Mm, no, you were
under the impression
that she was homeless?
- That's what I was told.
Father never really
spoke about her.
He left when I was-
- Yeah, when you were three.
When you were three, your
father left your mother,
and he walked into his new life.
But did he ever show you photos,
or explain to you
why they separated?
- Nope.
Not even up until she passed.
- I mean, whenever
he mentioned her,
it was always that
she was insane,
or living on the streets.
He said she tried to hurt me?
- Hurt you?
That's preposterous.
Shane, you were
her pride and joy.
- She, uh, really had a deep
interest in witches, huh?
- Well, don't we all?
(soft tense music)
Welcome to Salem.
- I guess you're right.
It's hard to imagine
that all happened here,
the, uh, burning at
the stakes, and all.
- Mm, mm, mm, mm.
All myth, you know?
Oh, they haven't burned
anyone at the stakes
since the 1400s.
- But didn't they do the, um-
- Sorry, no.
No, they actually,
they hung all of them
back in the 1600s.
- Gosh, it was such
a different time.
- Oh, very different time.
You know, the community
that your mother's estate
actually rests on once
was the land of, uh,
well, that's where
so many of our,
our bloodline lost their lives.
It was a tragic time.
Hmm.
- All right, I-I
guess that's it.
(tense eerie music)
- Yes, yes.
I think we've
covered everything.
(suspenseful music)
- [Martha] My healthy child.
(glass shatters)
(Johnna shrieks)
- [Johnna] Oh my God!
- Mother, mother.
Mother, mother, mother.
Please, now mother, look at me.
Look at me.
You know better than
to come into my office,
especially when we have guests.
- She is with.
- Mother, please.
- She is with!
- Please!
She suffers so.
- I mean, I don't mean-
- She is with!
- [Nelson] Mother, mother.
Mother, please!
Please, please.
- I'm-I'm sorry.
We, we're a little sensitive.
We just lost a baby
a few months ago.
- I'm so, so sorry to hear that.
- That was then.
You are special here.
- All right, mother.
Mother.
- In this house-
- All right, mother.
Mother, mother!
- You are her!
- Look at me, look at me.
Concentrate and look at me.
This is Abigail's son.
This is Shane, and
his wife Johnna.
Shane.
- Shane?
- You came back home.
You listened.
- Mother.
- You listened!
- No, no, no.
No, excuse me.
- You!
- Excuse me, I
will be right back.
- Listen!
- She usually enjoys
staying alone upstairs.
I don't know what happened.
- Listen!
- All right?
Mother!
- Listen!
- Mother, mother.
Come on, mother, mother.
Let's go upstairs, all right?
Let's go upstairs.
It's time for your nap, dear.
Time for your nap.
(soft tense music)
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Oh, just a little startled.
Well she kept
touching my stomach,
and then I-I broke this teacup.
- We'll buy him a whole other
set if he wants, all right?
- Okay.
I'll go clean this up.
(soft music)
(porcelain clinking)
- (chuckling) I'm sorry.
Well, mother's doctors
put her on new meds,
and I'm afraid she's adjusting,
but, well, she's harmless.
- I am so sorry
about my outburst.
- Now, now please.
And you shouldn't
have done that.
I can pick that up, Johnna.
Oh, I see you're
admiring that-that photo.
You and your mom.
Do you remember the man
that's in that photo?
- No, I mean, that seems
like a lifetime ago.
I vaguely remember him.
- Mm.
It's me.
(chuckles) I am your
mother's brother, Nelson.
I'm Nelson Gable.
- You?
- Mm-hmm. (chuckles)
Now, I didn't tell you
when we first chatted,
because, well, I was
representing your mother
as her attorney.
But yes, I am your Uncle Nelson.
And when you were a little boy,
you used to call me-
- Nel-Nel.
- Yes, good.
Yes.
Your Uncle Nel-Nel.
He had this slight lisp.
It was very difficult
for him to say
the S in Nelson.
- Had that damn thing all
the way through eighth grade.
Finally got rid of it through
junior high school, though.
- This is great.
I have never met anyone
from Shane's mother's
side of the family before.
- Well now, you see
that photograph?
Your grandmother
took that photo.
- The woman that was-
- Yes.
- You called her mother.
- My mother.
My mother, but she is
your Grandma Martha Gable.
- That's amazing.
- When you said she
took that photo?
- Yes, yes, yes, that's right.
- She looked blind.
Is she?
- Oh, very much so.
Yes.
In fact, she lost her vision
when I was in law
school. (chuckles)
The doctor says that
it was due to stress.
Well. How would you like
to see your new home?
- Yes, I, uh.
I think we're pretty
anxious to see
what my mother left.
(Nelson chuckles)
- Oh, I think we
should all go out
and have dinner tonight.
I mean, now that we're together.
- Um, tonight might be tough.
Uh, we have so much-
- No, no, no.
I'm sorry, it's my fault.
There I go, inviting
myself in on your journey.
No, it's fine.
It's just that, uh,
it's not everyday that
family comes home.
- I think that it'd be lovely.
Right, Shane?
Get us a chance to get
to know the family.
- Yeah.
I-I would like that.
- Oh great, great!
Well.
Well then.
Shall we?
Here we go, all right?
Come.
(Nelson chuckles)
What?
- Your office is in
my mother's house?
- Yup. (chuckling)
Your mother and
I are very close.
You know?
She said I could have my office,
do my work here, and that way,
we could both keep
an eye on Mom.
- I think that's pretty cool.
- Mm.
- Do you also live here?
- Oh, god, no.
No, just mother.
And now listen, you two.
If that is an issue, well
then, we will gladly move out.
- Well, um.
It's just that we-we
might sell the place,
you know, seeing as
how we already own one,
and, you know, we're
all pretty well
set up in Arlington.
- What he means to say is that
it is not an issue right now.
We're not sure what
we're doing yet,
and it's not everyday
that you inherit a house
and $247,000, so.
Plus, it gives us a chance to
spend some time with family.
- Johnna's right.
I have, uh, never
really had family.
- Hmm.
- Well, that just warms
my heart. (chuckles)
I've always said
that family is forever.
(Johnna giggles)
(soft tense music)
- Was there a sale on sheets?
- Well, after she passed,
we covered the furniture
at her request.
(door closes)
Now, she wanted you
to have everything.
- Oh, wow.
(Johnna chuckles)
It's beautiful.
- Yes.
My sister had pristine taste.
- She ever mention me?
- Oh, all the time.
In fact, you know,
she-she wrote you letters
on a regular basis,
which always came back.
Return to sender.
(tense music)
In fact, one time
she even asked me
to drive her there so
she could meet you again.
But, uh, well your father
abruptly stopped that.
- Why didn't she fight for me?
I mean, I'm a cop.
I see some weird sh*t.
Usually when the father
takes full custody
of the children-
- [Shane] Means the
mother's not healthy.
- Yes, usually. (chuckles)
Well.
Come, let's look more
at the house and see.
Ah.
(dark tense music)
Well, this used to be your room.
Do you remember it?
- A little.
I remember I used to sit
in front of that old chair
and talk to it.
- What?
- That's all I remember.
I-I don't know why.
- It's funny you would say that.
Because that old chair has been
in the Gable family
for generations.
- Oh.
I love antiques.
How many generations we talking?
- Well, help me do
the math, all right?
Um, typically, it's 25 years
for a generation, right?
Starting in the 1600s,
when we arrived here,
so, well that would
make it about 13th
or 14th generation.
So yes, that is a bonafide
antique, that chair.
Mm.
Now.
And now I have just two
more rooms to show you.
(soft tense music)
(dark foreboding music)
Oh, that reminds me.
Uh, we found a small leak,
and I called the plumber
a number of times.
He finally called
me back yesterday.
They're coming out first
thing tomorrow morning,
and they will fix it.
I already told them
where everything is,
and they know what to do.
- Is that the only issue?
- Oh, yes.
Yes, yes, yes.
Let me see, we, um,
we put on a new
roof last summer,
new boiler in the
winter, and new pipes
in the spring.
So she's old, but, well,
she's-she's still healthy.
- [Johnna] Sell it in a week.
- Yes, except for the damn leak.
(eerie suspenseful music)
Now.
This is Grandma Martha's room.
As you can see, she's
very self contained here.
Has her own bathroom and all.
Mm.
- This house is
really beautiful.
It has a-a warm feeling to it.
- Yes.
Yes, it is.
To some.
(Nelson chuckles)
- Her room is
really pretty, too.
It's pristine, as you said.
- Hmm.
Well I'm glad you both like it.
Well. Why don't you now
just feel free to, uh,
to make yourselves
comfortable, all right?
Get acquainted with the house.
- Thank you.
(Nelson chuckles)
- Now I must go sh**t
into town for a meeting,
but I will bring
back dinner tonight,
if you would like.
- Sure.
Uh, can I buy?
- No, don't you dare.
You know I won't
allow that. (chuckles)
Now, uh, before I go,
let me show you the
outside, all right?
(chair creaking)
(tense foreboding music)
- Yes, my dear.
Together is comforting.
- Let me show you the garage.
Now, this garage is
chock-full of, well,
pardon my French,
sh*t, you know?
I, ah.
Don't think I have the key.
You know, your mother,
she was quite a pack rat.
I called her a, uh,
(chuckling)
collector of le junk.
But not to worry, all right?
I just need a couple of weeks,
and then we will clear
this out entirely.
It'll all be yours.
- Is there anything of value?
- Oh God, no. Just old piping
crap, old house repair crap,
you know, things like that.
- Of course, you are welcome
to anything you want.
You can look through
it, see what you like.
It's yours, after all.
Well, technically yours.
Okay?
Look, anything you want.
Okay? Oh. I think I
really need to go, all right?
So I will, uh, I will
see you all later.
- Thank you.
- Goodbye.
- Hi, Grandma.
- Stop that.
- What?
- She's blind.
(birds chirping)
(doorbell ringing)
(door creaking)
Hi, can I help you?
- Hi.
I'm Betty Hawthorne.
I was Abigail Gable's nurse.
- Yes?
- I'm sorry, this must
look really weird.
I just, I heard from Mr.
Nelson that her son is here,
and I was just
hoping to meet him.
I've heard so much about him,
I feel like I know him.
- You've heard so
much about him, like?
Please, would you
like to come in?
- That would be great, yeah.
- Yeah.
Come on.
- Who is it, babe?
- We have a guest.
Hi.
Honey, we have a guest.
- Hi.
- Here, let me
take this from you.
- Oh, thank you.
- Awesome.
Wanna head into the parlor?
- She was real nice to me.
A bit odd, though.
- [Shane] What do you mean, odd?
- She was always working.
Seemed to be writing
all the time.
- Oh, well it seems like
she wrote a lot of books.
- [Betty] Yes.
- Did you ever read any of them?
- Oh, no.
I mean, I couldn't.
They didn't really interest me.
- Ah, makes sense. Everyone in
Salem is just
talking about witches, right?
- Yeah. I have a cousin that
lives in Hollywood, California,
and she said it's just
like that over there, too.
You know, with
movies and actors,
and all that.
- Oh, yeah.
I'm sure, I'm sure
everyone in DC
is always talking politics.
- And Detroit must
be all about cars.
- Oh no, no, honey.
- No?
Oh.
So, uh, what was my mother like?
I-I never really had a
relationship with her.
- I was with her all the
way up to her last day.
During her last few days,
she was really interested
about my family, our bloodline.
I told her I had no idea.
We never really cared, you know?
- Yeah sure, most people don't.
- All you Salem
folk are all alike.
(Betty chuckles)
I don't know, though.
I'd like to know my family tree.
I feel like it's important.
- That's how she felt.
I mean, she was really into it.
One night, she even
bought one of those kits.
- Oh, oh, one of those
gene checker things?
- Oh, I've always
wanted to do that.
Is, does it work?
- Why would you want one?
You know your family, right?
- Well, just on
my mother's side.
When they came off
the boat from Italy,
they went right to Kansas City,
and they became
bootleggers for the mob.
It's crazy. (laughing)
- I never knew that.
- Well if you did, would
it have made a difference?
- Babe.
I'm a cop.
(Johnna gasps)
(Betty laughing)
- You guys are silly.
You can really feel
the love between you.
- Oh! That's so sweet.
(Betty giggles)
- Father's side?
- No, I don't know.
I, uh, can't remember
if he came from,
uh, Massachusetts,
or New York, or,
um, he died when I was a baby.
- Oh.
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- So what did my
mother learn about you?
- No, Shane, maybe
it's personal.
It's okay, it's okay.
You don't have to say it.
- No, it's all right.
At the time, it was just
strange when she said it.
You know, we were baking,
and having a great time.
(soft music)
- I'm sorry. Yeah, no
Johnna's right. It's personal.
- She told me my
ancestors were responsible
for all the hangings
that occurred.
It was a bit creepy.
Then she told me I
wouldn't be needed anymore.
- Were those her
last words to you?
- She said, "Beware
the Puritan."
Does that mean anything to you?
- Betty, it's okay.
- I've been holding onto
that for a few years now.
- A few years?
- May I use your restroom?
- Oh yeah, of course.
Um, at the-
- I know where it is.
- A few years?
She just passed.
- Oh, babe.
Clearly she's just upset.
(Betty exhales)
(slow tense music)
(Betty coughs)
(Betty retching)
(water running)
(Betty exhales)
(Betty breathing deeply)
(water running)
(dark eerie music)
(Betty screams)
(ax thuds)
You don't have to always put
your detective hat on, okay?
(thumping)
- What the hell was that?
- Grandma?
- No.
(tense suspenseful music)
Hey Betty, you all right?
Oh my god, she must have fallen
and hit her head.
Oh.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey.
- Shane.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Babe.
- [Operator] 911 operator.
What's your emergency?
- Yeah, I need an ambulance.
My wife just passed out.
Hey, come on.
- So listen, she lives
just down the street.
Maybe she can give Johnna
a little something, hmm?
- Sure, thank you.
- [Nelson] Well, you're family.
- What about Betty?
- Oh, such a shame.
I'll have to notify her parents.
They live in New Hampshire.
- Grateful for you.
It's, uh, been a rough few days.
I'll grab a room at a
motel somewhere downtown.
- No, no, no, nonsense.
I talked to my cleaning company,
and they said everything
will be cleaned
before you come back.
- What are their names?
- George and Weezy.
- Cute.
- Never seen birds in a
doctor's office before,
but to be fair,
the last few weeks
have been a little off for me.
- I know it can
seem very strange
to have the birds in the office,
but I find that it's
relaxing to the patient.
It kinda takes your mind off
of the problems you're having.
- I like that concept.
Haven't even thought
about the girl
that just died in our house.
- Hey, babe, it's okay.
- I love you.
- Ditto.
- Well, you guys are great.
Your love for each
other is so strong.
- Is that what the
birds tell you?
- No. The birds didn't
tell me anything.
I said that they
relax the patients.
Are you feeling better?
- Yeah.
You know, I-I think that
it was just the, um,
the combination of everything,
and the last few
weeks have been a lot,
and maybe I just didn't eat
something good for lunch,
and it didn't settle, and-
- Well, that can be normal
during your third trimester
to have those feelings.
(soft music)
- What?
No.
Uh.
We, we were pregnant.
- We lost our baby
a few months ago.
- What?
Says-says who?
According to her blood work,
you're roughly in
your 38th week.
Um, let's take a look.
- Are you certain?
- Yeah.
I mean, there are
cases where patients
still have a period
while they're pregnant.
It's very rare, and
sometimes that's mistaken
for a miscarriage, but ...
(heart beat thumping)
(Johnna gasping)
- But, but they, um,
but they-they didn't hear
the heartbeat, I mean-
- Well, it-it's okay.
Some people go in as far
as their first trimester
and not even know.
Again, it's rare, but,
did you not wanna
be pregnant, or?
- Well, yes I do!
(both laughing)
I just, I'm really surprised.
- Well, it's good, 'cause
there's your baby right there.
(Johnna sobbing)
- Babe.
We're gonna have a baby.
- I love you.
(Johnna sniffles)
- Congratulations,
family love. (laughing)
(Johnna laughs)
- You know, we don't
have to stay here
if you don't want to.
- I don't know what it is,
but I like it here.
I feel relaxed.
- It's funny.
Last week, we were
worrying about bills, and-
- God.
He sent us a miracle.
I always say just believe
and you'll receive.
(Shane chuckles)
I'm so happy for you, Shane.
Found out who your
mother truly was.
Gosh, I can't,
can't imagine how she
went her entire life
without seeing her baby.
- Yeah.
Well, that's all in the past.
- I mean, we thought
we lost our child,
and we were miserable.
Imagine it being taken away.
Like not seeing your
baby for nearly 30 years?
- You're saying my
father was wrong?
I mean, I'm sure
he had his reasons.
- No, I'm not-
- Why else would he-
- I'm not saying anything
against your father.
I loved your father.
I'm just,
I'm just saying as
a mother to be, I,
I wouldn't be able to live,
I mean, I couldn't move on.
I'd die of a broken heart.
- Yeah, I could see that.
You're that type of woman.
Separation would hurt you.
- It would hurt anybody.
- You're right.
- Can we stay here?
- We are.
- No, I mean like,
like, move here.
- Babe, come on.
We got our work,
we have our home.
- Well, it's only
a 45 minute drive.
We can commute.
- Where's this coming from?
- Well, just,
just seeing where
you're mind's at.
Is that wrong?
- My mind?
- Okay.
Okay, you don't
have to get upset.
I'm just asking you a
simple question, okay?
- Well, uh, let's see.
I just found out my mother
died of cancer, alone.
I just inherited a house and
a quarter of a million dollars
from a woman I never even knew,
a woman that my father
took me away from
for unknown reasons.
Uh, oh yeah, I just found
out that I have an uncle
I never knew I had,
a grandmother I
never knew I had.
Oh yeah, and a woman just
died in our bathroom.
Not to mention, my wife
didn't have a miscarriage,
and is actually eight
months pregnant,
so I'm sorry if I'm
not in the mindset
to talk about where
I wanna live next.
- Hey, it's okay.
It's okay.
I don't want to fight.
Just, we'll talk about
it some other time.
There's no rush.
Love you.
- I'm sorry.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
Sorry, I just, so much came
at me so fast, you know?
- Yeah.
It's okay.
- You know, um.
When we were in the
doctor's office,
and we were just waiting,
I was just preparing
myself for more bad news.
But I was so
relieved to find out
we were having a baby.
(Johnna sighs)
Love you, too.
- Love you.
- I love you, too.
(light clicks)
(dark dramatic music)
(slow tense music)
(knocking on door)
(doorbell rings)
- Plumber!
(birds chirping)
Hey, plumber here at 270.
Yes, I'm here.
Around back?
Oh, okay.
Around the back, okay.
It's unlocked?
Okay.
Thank you.
(plumber grunting)
Frickin' rich people.
Buy frickin' bulbs.
Come on.
Jeez.
(plumber exhales)
(dark tense music)
Come on, leaky pipe.
Where you at?
What kinda chew toys
you giving your dogs?
Jeez.
What the?
(eerie whispering)
What?
Who's down here?
That's not funny, man.
(eerie whispering)
(tense dramatic music)
eerie whispering)
Screw your leak.
I'm getting my a*s outta here.
(eerie whispering continues)
(plumber gasps)
(dark dramatic music)
Where'd you all come from?
What are you people?
(tense foreboding music)
(plumber yelps)
(ax thudding)
(plumber grunting)
(blood spurting)
(plumber choking)
(dark tense music)
- You didn't mention when I
was filling out paperwork,
you said they, uh,
this is the land where
they used to hang
all the witches?
- Yes.
In fact, right over there,
right over there, is a tree
where many, many, many
people were hanged.
Mm, and our blood among them.
- Wait, wait.
We have witches
in our blood line.
- Oh yeah.
Still.
But of course, those are the,
you know, the would-be
witches, right?
They'd just accuse people,
and then hang them.
(Nelson chuckles)
It's just really strange.
See, this is interesting.
Now, follow me if you can,
all right, my boy?
- All right.
- If someone just admitted
that they were a witch,
they'd just throw them in jail.
(Nelson laughing)
- Uh, so.
How many of these
so-called witches
admitted to being (belches
and groans) a witch?
- One.
Tituba.
- [Shane] Tituba?
What kind of a name is Tituba?
- Well, she was a sl*ve girl.
Yeah.
Mm, brave.
She was the only admitted
witch in all of Salem.
- And all the others?
- Just accused them, hung them.
That was it.
- That just seems stupid.
- Mm, it does, yeah.
And scary for our
heritage, you know?
The stupid part was that
they pursued the witch hunts.
Right?
I mean, where
someone's life or death
was just left in the
hands of the afflicted.
- What is the afflicted?
- Ah, they're just
a bunch of girls
who claimed that they,
they were possessed by
the power of the witch.
- Okay, so why didn't
these so-called witches
just lie and save their lives
and not go to jail?
- Mm, mm, mm.
No, no.
In those days, to
tell the truth,
that was more important.
(chuckles) Even if
you lost your life.
- You really believe that?
- Don't you?
- Uh.
- Ooh. (laughing)
Your mother.
She would, she would
fight you tooth and nail
(guffaws) for that statement.
- Really?
(Nelson chuckling)
Oh, she was all about cleansing
the bloodline, you know?
Once a Gable, always a Gable.
- I like that expression.
Once a Gable, always
a Gable. (laughing)
- You know that you are not
full bloodline, don't you?
- You just said Gable.
- No, your mother's
bloodline is Gable.
Right, right?
Your father's
bloodline was Parris.
And that's you.
The sworn enemy of the Gables.
Wow.
In fact, there was a man
by the name of Samuel Parris
who m*rder*d your
great-great-great-great,
gotta make sure I have the
right number of greats,
great-grandparents.
Mm-hmm.
(soft tense music)
- What?
- Yeah.
Mm, yeah.
And then your father
married a Gable,
and didn't even know,
that he, that he
married the enemy.
Did he?
- I-I have no idea.
(Nelson chuckling)
- Gotcha. (laughing)
I really had you
going, young man.
- Oh, okay-
- Didn't I?
- I admit, you did.
You did. (laughing)
- You didn't see it
coming. (laughing)
But it was funny,
don't you think?
- Mm.
- Okay, nephew.
I have to run.
- Oh, okay.
Um.
- No, no.
I'll see you tomorrow. Right?
- Right, okay.
Um, we have to go
back to, uh, Arlington
to get some stuff.
- Well, leave the missus here.
Let me get to know her better.
- Maybe.
- Maybe?
Hmm.
Oh, by the way,
this-
(taps foot)
this is the porch
where your blood took mine.
(dark tense music)
Just saying.
(Nelson chuckling)
- I thought you were joking.
Oh, let me, um, let me
call you a Rideshare.
- No, no stop it.
Stop it, kiddo.
I can drive.
And I never joke
about family, either.
What'd I say?
Family is forever.
(bottles clink)
- Yes, they are.
- Yes, they are.
(Nelson chuckles)
Ah.
I'm so glad you're here.
You know, your-your mother,
she would be very
happy right now.
(Nelson grunts)
Whew.
- Wish I could remember more.
(dark suspenseful music)
(tense eerie music)
(dark foreboding music)
- Was Nelson okay to drive?
- Uh, yeah.
Or, so he says.
I don't know.
- Ooh!
You smell like beer, baby.
- Mm, sexy, right?
Like a new cologne.
What you reading?
- Actually, one of
your mother's books.
- It's funny, I've never
read anything like this.
It's like a-a journal
and a cookbook.
Just strange.
- Is it any good?
- No.
- You don't like
my mother's art?
The art that got
you
all of this?
- Oh.
Yeah, you keep doing that.
You look a little
sexy doing that.
- Like that?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's my love
beast right there.
- What the hell is that?
- Make love to me.
- I, am I allowed?
- You're my f*cking husband.
Of course you're allowed.
- Well yeah-
(both laugh)
No, I know that,
but I mean, like,
won't I, won't I hurt the baby?
- No, look at me, look.
I don't even look pregnant.
I mean like, I look
a little chunky.
But it's like, it's
not even anything
I ever imagined.
It's kinda sad.
- Hey, hey.
You are beautiful.
And the point is that you
are pregnant, not chunky,
so who cares?
All right, you are so beautiful,
and so special to me.
- That's what counts.
- Exactly.
- Do you promise
to say these things
and look at me the
same way when we're 80?
- Oh, you can count on it
because even at 80,
you will still be my
special little booty call.
- Who even says that?
- I do.
I did.
I love you.
(soft tense music)
(tense foreboding music)
(music fades)
(birds chirping)
Babe?
- I'm in here!
- Morning, babe.
- Morning.
Sleep okay?
- Sure.
So, wanna go for
a drive with me,
pick up some clothes?
- Actually, Nelson called.
He wants to do some
bonding with me today,
show me tricks of
the house and all.
- Oh.
- Huh?
- Fun.
Well, do you wanna have
breakfast together?
- Not really hungry.
I started this project.
I wanna see how far I can
get before you get back.
- All right.
I'll see you later, then.
- Okay.
Hey, you hurry back,
because you don't have time
to go to the station,
or call Mundy, okay?
You're on vacation
with your wife.
- Yes I am.
All right, see you
in a few, babes.
(birds chirping)
(soft eerie music)
(tense foreboding music)
(Martha gasping)
(Grandma mumbling)
- Who are you talking to?
Hmm.
(Grandma mumbling)
(soft music)
- Okay.
Well, that was weird.
Are you hungry, little one?
Ow, okay, okay.
Not so hard.
You'll break right
through mommy's stomach.
(dark dramatic music)
(teacup rattling)
(Johnna gasps)
Oh.
Uh.
Grandma Martha, I wasn't,
uh, expecting you.
(dishes clinking)
- Tea for you.
- Thank you.
- Grandma is here.
- I didn't even hear you
come down the stairs.
Are you all right?
- Never better, my dear.
Let's get to know
each other,
Johnna.
- Yes.
I would like that very much.
(soft tense music continues)
Oh, that's so amazing.
(dark dramatic music)
(tense eerie music)
- Look at this.
There's a baby in
there, isn't there?
(Johnna laughs)
May I?
Oh.
(laughing) Oh.
It would just be,
just be amazing
to have another little
one around the house.
You know, it's been so long.
- Oh gosh, it's like it
popped out of nowhere.
- Yes, it is. (chuckles)
- (sighs) This
place is so special.
- Yes.
More than you know.
(crickets chirping)
(suitcase rustles)
- Uncle Petey.
You're a hard man to
get in touch with.
- Hey, my favorite nephew.
Sorry about that.
I've been up in the
Catskill Mountains,
and the reception's very spotty.
What's the urgency?
I noticed I had
numerous missed calls.
What's up, you guys okay?
- Oh yeah, no, we're good.
I mean, so much has happened
since the last
time I've seen you.
- Yeah, sorry.
It wasn't my intention.
You know, after we
buried your dad,
I-I just had to get away.
As you know, he and
I were very close
since we were kids, and
he was my only brother.
- Yeah, no, I know.
- Hey, when I get back up there,
let's get together.
- Yeah. No, I would love that.
And show you the new
house we just inherited.
- Inherited?
What?
- Yeah, um.
My mom died.
And she left me a
house, her stuff,
and, uh, some money.
(soft tense music)
We're up in Salem.
- Shane, your mom
died a few years ago.
- No, uh, no, actually,
she just passed.
Uh, she died of cancer.
I met my Uncle Nelson.
I have a copy of the
death certificate.
- Shane, your mother just
died a few years ago.
She hung herself in that house.
Where are you right now?
- No, are you sure?
No, 'cause Uncle
Nelson told me, um-
- Uncle Nelson?
You guys need to get out
of that house right now.
- Uh, no, I had to get
a couple of things.
I left Johnna at my mom's house.
- No, you need to grab her,
and get out of there now.
Seriously.
- But Uncle Petey,
what's going on?
- That family is bad.
They do ungodly
things there, Shane.
Please.
- I didn't hear about this.
- Your mother was gonna
sacrifice you as a baby.
She was gonna do this at
this sort of witch gathering.
- Witch gathering?
- Yeah. Kinda crazy.
They had your room set
up like a damn altar,
with flowers and sh*t.
Your dad crashed their party,
and grabbed you, and ran.
- So she, uh, really had a
deep interest in witches, huh?
- Welcome to Salem.
- My healthy child.
(Johnna gasping)
- Oh my god.
- Mother?
Mother, mother, mother.
- You listening to me, Shane?
You need to get out of there
and go get your wife.
- But, Uncle Petey,
who's with you?
- What?
No one.
I'm by myself, why?
- No, there's
someone behind you.
(dark tense music)
(Pete screams)
(dark dramatic music)
Uncle Petey!
Uncle Pete!
You there?
sh**t.
(phone beeping)
Come on.
(call dialing)
Come on!
- Oh hey, babe.
- Hey, you okay?
- Uh, yeah, I'm great.
Are you in the car?
You on your way home?
- No, I-I just spoke
with Uncle Pete.
- Oh, finally.
What has that
lunatic been up to?
- Wait, who-who are you with?
- Oh.
Oh, don't pretend
you don't know.
That was so sweet of you
to have your uncle
send over some family
so I wouldn't be alone.
- Babe, where are you right now?
- I'm just in the house.
It's all festive.
They have flowers and
lights and everything.
- Look, hey.
I-I need you to go to
another room, all right?
I need to talk to you.
It's very important.
- Okay.
(whispering) I'm in Grandma's
room now.
- Where's Grandma?
- Well she's just
sleeping, look.
- Hey look, something's
not right, okay?
I spoke to Uncle Petey,
and I learned some stuff
regarding my mother.
- Babe, I felt the
baby kick today.
- You did?
- Yeah.
- Wait, you said
there was people over?
- Oh yeah, just a group
that Nel-Nel brought over.
(laughing) I can't get
over that nickname.
You never told me
you had a lisp.
- Wait, how many?
- Like, 12?
- Okay.
Let's say 12.
Devil's in the details.
Babe, listen to me, all right?
You have to listen to
what I'm telling you.
It is very important.
- What's wrong?
- I didn't call Uncle Nelson.
All right? Or any of those
people.
I don't know who any
of those people are.
I need you to get
out of that house.
Now.
Go down to the corner market,
go inside, and stay put.
Do not talk to anybody.
All right?
I'm on my way.
- Okay Shane, you're really
starting to freak me out.
- I love you, okay?
Go.
Now!
(dark foreboding music)
- Grandma Martha?
(Johnna gasps)
(Johnna screaming)
- My precious!
An eye for an eye!
(eyes squelching)
(Martha laughing maniacally)
(crickets chirping)
- I'm home!
(dark tense music)
(dark tense music continues)
(music fading)
(door creaks)
(slow eerie music)
(call dialing)
(phone vibrating)
What?
- She wasn't at the market.
- [Shane] You sure?
Yes, the market isn't
very big, Shane.
What's the address?
I can come meet you.
- [Shane] 270 Hemrod Street.
End of the street.
- Gotcha.
Hey.
Do you have a middle
name, and what is it?
- [Shane] Yeah.
Thomas, why?
- Well, that's interesting.
I ran the prints
again on our John Doe.
Everything came back
with your information.
Are you sure you're
not the dead guy?
- What?
- The dead John
Doe from the store,
who's missing his hand,
came back with the
name Shane T. Parris
of Salem, Mass.
I found that odd.
- Have them run it again.
- You all right, partner?
You guys in trouble?
You didn't really tell me much.
- Just hurry over here.
- Will do.
- [Shane] Witch gathering.
- Now what?
Hey lady!
(tense suspenseful music)
Lady!
You should get outta the street!
You're liable to get run over.
Hey lady!
(dark dramatic music)
(engine revving)
(Hal screams)
(car crashes)
(dark tense music)
- A witch gathering.
(music fades)
Johnna?
Nelson?
Nelson?
(stairs creaking)
Johnna?
Nelson?
(stairs creaking)
Grandma?
(dark dramatic music)
Johnna, Nelson, you up here?
(slow tense music)
(slow tense music continues)
(music darkening)
(voice whispers in
foreign language)
(dark tense music continues)
(door creaking)
Johnna?
- [Whispered Voice]
Shane Parris.
(dark dramatic music)
(Shane panting)
- I am not amused by games!
I'm a cop, I'm armed,
and I will sh**t!
Who's under there?
(tense foreboding music)
(door creaking)
- [Whispered Voice] Shane!
Are you upstairs, child?
- Yes.
Yes I am.
- [Whispered Voice]
Come to me, child.
I wanna speak to you.
(door creaks)
(music fading)
- Grandma Martha.
(slow tense music)
Grandma-
(knocking at door)
Grandma.
Where's my wife?
Where's Johnna?
(knocking at door)
(dark suspenseful music)
(knocking at door)
(dark suspenseful
music continues)
(person panting)
(g*nsh*t fires)
(body slumps)
(slow suspenseful music)
(sheet rustles)
(dark foreboding music)
(ax thuds)
(Shane panting)
(voices muttering)
(Shane grunts)
(Shane panting)
(voices muttering)
What are you doing?
(voices muttering)
Johnna!
(dark dramatic music)
What did you do to her?
(voices muttering)
You made me sh**t my wife!
What have you done to us?
- Your family is
proud of you, Shane.
(dark foreboding music)
An eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
A hand for a hand.
With death
comes life.
(music intensifying)
The Gable bloodline
is once again pure.
(dark dramatic music)
(woman gasping)
(Shane screaming)
(woman hisses)
Family is forever.
(tense eerie music)
(tense eerie music continues)
(tense eerie music continues)
(tense atmospheric music)
(tense atmospheric
music continues)
(music fades)
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