Forgotten (2022) Movie Script
1
(thudding)
(ethereal music)
(somber music)
- [Black] Now the life
of a detective? (scoffs)
It's not an easy one.
Especially for those
closest to them, right?
My beautiful wife
tolerated the long hours
and the loneliness,
because she knew how
important the job was to me.
Even when I was home, I
brought my work with me,
staying up all night,
poring over evidence,
trying to crack the case.
My wife would ask me
what I was working on
and I'd say I'll tell you
when I've solved it, you know,
but then one day she was gone,
and I never got to tell
her about most of them.
There was one case
in particular.
If she was here, if I was
able to tell her about it,
she'd probably tell me
what she always told me,
that some things are
meant to be forgotten.
(upbeat country music)
Sometimes I feel
Like you were cruel,
like you were so cruel
(Becky moans)
Like Judas Iscariot,
the cat in the crate
Ivan the Terrible
and Henry VIII
Then there's you
(door creaks)
(Mike grunts)
(serene singing)
(lighter clicks)
- Hey.
- You want a smoke?
- Yeah, no, those
things will kill you.
- When you're old and
gray, who cares by then?
- So you gonna go attend
to them little girls?
- They'll be fine.
- Oh yeah, you certainly
can tell a lot about a man
by the contents of his wallet,
and I know that's what you want.
- [Becky] Yeah, you gotta
pay to get all this.
- I bet you do, and I
want all of it, too.
(both giggle)
(baby coos)
(foreboding music)
How old are your kids, girl?
Huh?
- Nine months.
- Huh?
- Why?
- Making conversation.
- All right, no more games.
- Well, what's the
hurry, come on.
- I got things to do.
- Aw, like what?
Look after them two brats, huh?
I know it must be hard,
looking after both of them
by yourself all the time.
- Why do you keep asking
about my babies, huh?
I'm just talking.
I mean, I'm just
talking, all right?
Just talking, trying to get
to know you better, shit!
- Look, you fucked
me, now pay me.
- Whoa.
Not to me.
Easy with that
language, not to me.
What's the going
rate these days, huh?
- 200.
- How much is going in your arm,
how much going to
your kids, huh?
- Just stay out of my
fucking business and pay me!
- I said to watch your goddamn
language, you fucking bitch!
- All right, it's--
- All right?
- Just get out,
it's on the house.
- Well, that's
mighty big of you.
All the stinky whores
are meth addicts!
(tense music)
But you, but you're not a,
you're not a stinking
whore, are you?
- Please leave.
- You're not a stinky whore,
no you're not.
I mean, you are a
whore, but-- (sniffs)
You smell real good.
- Please, I have
to go see my girls.
- Oh, really?
So, uh...
(Becky gasps)
Now you wanna play mommy, huh?
When I was flashing
this cash in your face,
you didn't give a shit about
them little brats, did you?
(babies coo)
- [Becky] They
need to be changed.
- Hey, I wanna play a game.
I wanna play a game.
You like games, bitch?
"Let's Make a Deal"?
You ever see that TV show?
Huh?
No, yeah, you were
too young, huh?
Well anyway, great
fucking TV show!
Yeah.
- Will you please leave?
- You hurt my feelings.
You hurt me.
Now here I am
trying to have fun!
And trying to be a nice person
and get to know you better,
and you, you go on and
kick me out of your room?
Your mother never told you
nothing about no good manners?
Huh?
- [Becky] Get out of my house.
Get the fuck out of my house!
- No.
(Becky gasps)
Now you've been a
good girl, okay?
Now you take it like
you mean it now.
Now here I am, trying
to be nice to you,
and you, and you insult me?
Huh, huh?
You know you can't
handle two baby girls.
I'm just trying to lighten
the load, you dumb whore.
Now, my wife wants a child.
But she's too ugly and
disgusting for me to fuck!
So buying one
is the only way.
So shut the fuck up,
it's gonna be okay.
(Becky whimpers)
Shush it. (shushes)
It's okay.
I don't want to hear...
Right.
Now just say okay,
and it'll be okay.
Say okay.
Say okay.
Say it!
- Okay, okay.
- Okay.
(babies coo)
(foreboding music)
(Becky gags)
(Mike shushes)
(suspenseful music)
(neck cracks)
(Mike breathes heavily)
Son of a bitch.
Look what you made me go and do.
Get all sweaty and
shit after a shower.
(water patters)
(man grunts)
(tense music)
(baby coos)
Hey, kinda cute, yeah.
Except for the crying
and the crack-addicted,
cracked out hooker for a mother.
(baby cries)
There you go.
(shushes) Okay.
Time to go.
(tense music)
(shushes) Be quiet.
Come on now.
Well look at that.
You missed your sister.
(chuckles)
Oh hell.
Two for the price of one.
Let's go.
All right, I'm a daddy
now, isn't that something?
(suspenseful music)
(foreboding music)
(dark whimsical music)
(upbeat music)
- [Waitress] Hey, darlin',
what can I get ya'?
- Oh, tea.
- [Waitress] Sure
thing, what kind?
- Earl Grey, thanks.
- And?
- [Stacy] Just the tea.
- Honey, you sure you don't
want something to eat?
We got a special today
on chicken a la king.
- Just the tea, thanks.
- You know, he's not worth it.
I'll be back with your tea.
Here you go, dear.
- Thanks.
- [Waitress] No problem.
(melancholy music)
(door closes)
- [Brad] You love me,
Stacy, I know you do.
I tried to meet you halfway.
I gave you your space.
Next thing I know,
you're sneaking off
to live with someone else?
Moved in with a
roommate you barely know
to get away from me?
That hurts, Stacy!
Why you always
trying to hurt me?
(Stacy gasps)
- Oh, no, that's okay.
- It's on me.
- That's very sweet, but--
- Don't worry about it,
I've been there too.
We girls gotta stick together.
- Thanks.
(upbeat country music)
Thank you.
- You are such a cutie.
I bet you have a smile
somewhere in there.
(chuckles) That's more like it.
- Do you happen to know
how to get to Mount Falls?
My GPS doesn't work.
- Mount Falls?
I'm not sure.
Herbert!
Do you know where
Mount Falls is?
- Uh, yeah.
You, uh, take 67.
No wait, 68 north, 'til
you get to Alvarado.
Then you just keep going,
it's way up in the mountains.
- Yeah, Mount Falls,
sounds familiar.
I think I heard something
about it on the news.
Murder suicide,
years ago, whatever.
You need anything else, honey?
- No, thank you
for the breakfast.
- You're welcome.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- [Stacy] Kel.
- Stacy?
Stace, where are you?
- No, I can't tell you.
- Seriously?
No, where did you go?
Okay, you are not just a rent
check, you are also a friend.
- Look, I'm gonna
be a few days, just,
maybe a week, I'm not sure.
Can you just feed Misty for me?
- Don't worry, I'll feed your
dog, but what is going on?
- No questions, please.
Okay, I just need a
few days to think,
and I'll call you, I promise.
- (sighs) I am worried
about you, Stacy, okay?
And so is your boyfriend,
who has been calling
nonstop, by the way.
He has no idea where
you are either,
you should really
give him a call.
- Don't talk to Brad.
- [Kelly] What, why?
He's your boyfriend.
- Just please don't, okay?
I just need a few days
to myself, just me time.
- Okay, just...
Will you tell me where
you're going at least,
so I'm not worried?
- A cabin in the mountains.
It's my uncle's old place.
- Oh, up at Big Bear?
Well, at least it's pretty.
- No, not Big Bear, this
place called Mount Falls.
- [Kelly] Where
the fuck is that?
- San Bernardino.
- Oh, in the sticks?
- Look, I gotta go, can
you just feed Misty?
- What, wait, wait, what
am I supposed to tell Brad?
- Okay.
- Stacy!
(dramatic music)
(birds tweet)
- [Woman] There you
are, Detective Black.
- Thank you.
- Hey, man, what's up?
- [Detective] Oh, you need to
watch those calories, old man.
- Yeah, well you need to
watch your mouth, young 'un.
Respect your elders.
- Uh, I'm sorry sir, I...
- I'm just messing
with you, kid.
- Black.
Yeah?
- Can I see you
when you got a minute?
- Sure, Cap.
(phone rings)
- So what's up, what are
you doing this weekend?
- Hello?
- [Peter] Detective Black?
- [Black] Yes.
- [Peter] Yeah, this
is Peter Richards.
The one that lives in the
trailer home outside town.
- Okay?
- [Peter] You gave me
your business card?
- Could I ask you what
this is in reference to?
- [Peter] Listen, the
trailer home I live in
is the same one that girl
and her babies went missing.
You were here five years
ago asking questions,
I kept your card.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I remember you.
How are you?
- Good.
- You're gonna be missed.
- [Peter] Listen, I was
replacing the wiring
underneath my porch yesterday,
and I think I may
have found something.
- Something?
- Yeah, something.
Items, belonged to that girl.
Has to be, 'cause it ain't mine.
You wanna come see them?
- Listen, can I talk
to you tomorrow?
I'm kinda in the middle
of something right now,
let me get your number.
Hey Cap.
- Hey, have a seat.
(door closes)
So...
(Black grunts)
What, 25, 27 years?
- 35 years.
- 35 fucking years.
So, now that you've
got all this freedom,
what are you gonna do?
- I dunno, fishing?
I haven't figured it out yet.
- I love to fish.
All that fresh air.
Don't have to deal with the
daily bullshit, you know?
Here we go.
Here's to you, my friend.
To a new life.
(Captain groans)
- You know, Cap, I was thinking
that maybe I should come back
and work with the old
retired detectives
on those cold cases.
- Why?
I mean, jeez, you haven't even
enjoyed your retirement yet,
you're already talking
about coming back to work?
Listen, take my
advice, all right?
I'd forget about
being a detective.
You're a civilian now,
do what civilians do.
You work in the yard, okay?
You go to the movies.
Golf, do some golfing.
But leave this
crazy life behind.
All right, I know that look.
What's the case, Black?
- The Becky Comfort case.
You know, missing
mother and children?
- Yeah, I know the case, Black.
And you know that there's
no evidence in that case.
- [Black] Well, that's true.
- What?
- You know, Becky
Comfort's sister,
Mrs. Meeker, came to
see me last month.
- Yeah, not that
crazy bitch again.
Listen, what did her psychic
have to tell her this time?
- Now granted, she's
persistent but, you know,
I've got to admit
that we didn't give it
the attention it deserved.
- What are you
trying to say, Black?
Wait a minute, you
wanna, you wanna continue
to work on that case?
Well you can't.
You're retired.
Okay, come on.
All right, look, we're friends.
I'm not trying to be an
asshole, but what is the point?
There were no
bodies in that case.
You need a body to make a case.
Jesus Christ, Black.
- You're the boss.
- I envy you, Black.
Wish I could retire.
Take a vacation, Black.
- You know I don't do vacations.
- I don't want to see you
snooping around this office
looking for detective work.
I'll have you shot on the spot.
I'll, hell, I'll do it myself.
Listen, you need to
turn in your badge
and your gun to personnel.
(foreboding music)
- So it, what, it
was a hit and run.
(detective chatters)
(tense music)
Good luck, Black.
- Same to you, kid.
(ethereal ethnic music)
- What is this shit
we are listening to?
I had the worst day.
My boss is such a bitch.
Chris!
Are you listening to me?
- Kel, you gotta read this.
This is something
special, this is...
- [Kelly] Babe, you
know I hate books.
- No, I think that you would
learn a lot about yourself.
This is like, there's
this whole system,
you know, for, for stimulation,
and, and you need more
stimulation, I gotta be honest.
Because the reality TV,
I think it's rotting
your brain a little bit.
- I'm worried about Stacy.
You know, she didn't
sound like herself at all.
Why doesn't anybody
open up to me?
- Well, maybe because
you're a drama queen, baby,
and you kinda blow little
things out of proportion.
- You know what, fuck you.
- I love you too, sweetie.
(doorbell chimes)
I can do this.
- Oh, no, by all
means, let me get it.
- What?
- Nothing.
Just read your fucking book.
Hi.
- Hi.
- Brad, hey!
- Is, uh...
Is Stacy here?
- [Kelly] No.
Come on in.
- Hey man, what up?
- What's up, bro?
- Wow, I haven't seen you
in a while.
- Where is she?
- Um, she is on vacation.
- Vacation?
- Yep. (chuckles)
- She went on vacation
and left this dog?
She wouldn't go anywhere
without this dog.
- She told me to
take care of her.
- I gotta find her.
Where'd she go?
- I promised I wouldn't tell.
- I see.
- Dude, are you crying?
Cause you know you're
not supposed to puss out
in front of a chick.
- Chris, shut up!
- Well, he's crying.
- It's, come here, come
here, come here, come here.
It's okay.
(sighs)
- Okay, hey man, don't
get too comfortable.
That's my girlfriend
that you're hugging.
- I'm sorry, it's just...
We had a little
disagreement last night,
and I wanted to come over
and smooth things out.
Guess she doesn't
want to see me.
- I'm sorry.
- [Brad] Sorry to ruin your
afternoon, I'll go now.
- See ya.
- [Kelly] Wait.
I know where she is.
- Really, you do?
- Yeah, well, I know the area.
- Where, I'll go
and surprise her.
- She is in a small
town called Mount Falls,
somewhere in San Bernardino?
- Thank you.
- Wait, Brad, I want
to come with you.
- Why?
- Yeah, why?
- Because she's a friend
and I'm worried about her.
Plus, I am gonna get in so
much trouble for telling you,
so I'm gonna have
to defuse that bomb
before she gets back
to the apartment, so...
- I think we need
some time alone.
- Oh, I'll give you
guys your space, I just,
I wanna be there, you
know, for moral support.
- Bullshit, you
just wanna be nosy.
- Again, shut the
fuck up, Chris.
- Just saying.
- I mean, is there
any reason why
you wouldn't want
me to be there?
- Grab your coat.
- Okay, I'll go pack my things.
- Um, excuse me, sorry.
What about the, the dog?
- I will take her down
the street to Ms. Dover's.
She's got like 10 dogs,
shouldn't be a problem.
Good?
- You get packed, I'll
wait for you in the car.
- Okay.
Okay, come on, Chris,
help me pack some things.
- (chuckles) Help you pack?
Help me pack, 'cause
I'm coming too.
- [Kelly] Why?
- 'Cause I'm not leaving you
in a car with Brad Pitt there.
- Are you serious?
I'm just going to help a friend.
- Yeah, I don't care, okay?
Look at him.
Left alone, long enough, I'd
probably try to fuck him, Kel.
(serene guitar music)
- Whatever, hurry up.
Amazing how one person
can hurt his self
Even though the pain is
so familiar, and you know
(phone rings)
It's just the same old
Same old
(upbeat pop music)
(police radio chatters)
(upbeat pop music)
- Hi.
- [Stacy] Hi.
- So where you headed
to, young lady?
- Um, my uncle's cabin.
Why, did I break the law?
- Oh, no, not exactly.
- All right, then.
- [Officer] Which cabin?
- It's none of your business.
- Can I see your
license, please?
- I can't believe this.
- You know, no one should
be alone in these parts.
- Really?
I mean, I'm just going
to my uncle's cabin.
- [Officer] What's
your uncle's name?
- Stanley Dovic.
- Dovic cabin?
Why do you wanna go there?
- Call it a vacation.
- [Officer] Well, you
know we've had some issues
with people disappearing
in these parts.
- That sucks.
- Hikers and such, just
lost people in the woods.
Well, some people say
these parts may be haunted.
- Thanks for the warning.
I'll be okay.
- You going alone?
- I think so.
- I mean, are you meeting
anybody at the cabin?
A boyfriend?
- Yeah, meeting my boyfriend.
- [Officer] Okay,
just want to make sure
pretty girl like
you is protected.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
You be careful up
there, little girl.
- I will.
Old man.
- There it is.
Now I didn't touch anything.
I know, I watch all those crime
drama investigative shows.
You know, they normally
finish up those shows
in about an hour.
How long you been
working on this?
(foreboding music)
(chuckles)
And why you suppose
she hid it in there?
- [Black] She probably didn't
want her mother to see it.
- [Peter] Her mother?
- Yeah, she was coming
over at three o'clock
to babysit the twins
while Becky went shopping.
- [Peter] What happened,
she's a no-show?
- No.
By the time she got here,
Becky had already gone missing.
You mind if I keep
this box for evidence?
- Oh hell, I don't care, I'm
cleaning out down there anyway.
- Great.
- You sure that's
all you need?
- Well, if you find anything
else, give me a call,
you got my number.
- All right, if you need any
extra help, I'm always here.
- Nah, that's all right.
Thanks very much.
- All right, take
care, keep me in mind.
(eerie music)
- Hey!
(babies coo)
- You're home.
You've been gone all day.
- I know.
Guess what I've got for you.
Ta-da!
- Babies?
Where did you get them?
Never mind about that,
now, no big deal.
- [Claudia] Where, Mike?
- They fell off a truck.
- Mike.
(lighter clicks)
You can't smoke in
front of babies.
- Look, bitch, I'm a man,
I can do whatever the
fuck I want, all right?
- What do we do with them?
- Well, I figured we'd keep
one and sell the other.
- What?
- There's money
in, in that shit.
- No!
You can't do that.
- Why not?
- You can't separate
twins, it's bad luck.
- Bullshit, I need
the extra cash.
Bullshit.
- You have $500 in your wallet.
With all that money--
- Shut the fuck up.
Shut up, the money
is my business!
Damn it.
(whimpers)
(baby coos)
Look at me.
The things I do for you.
We don't need anyone else now.
Just the four of us.
You must feel like a queen
right about now, huh?
- Hi.
- What do you say?
What do you say?
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
(Mike chuckles)
- Do these babies belong
to one of your sluts?
(Mike grunts)
- Maybe, maybe not,
does it matter?
Come on now, just shut up
and enjoy these little brats.
- When I said I wanted babies,
I meant I wanted us
to have them together.
- Well, it got a little late
in the game there, girl, okay?
A little late, and my dick
is for fucking not breeding.
- I always wanted a baby.
Never thought I'd get
two at the same time.
- Well, just think
of it as a, you know,
a Christmas bonus, or
me being nice twice.
- [Claudia] I hope she don't
come around and make trouble.
It's a small town, people talk.
- You're right though, people
will talk, those fuckers.
Luckily, we got ways to
make them shut the fuck up.
- What are you gonna do, Mike?
- The best thing to do
is stay on the safe side.
That means these two will
never leave the house, okay?
It's best if they
stay in the basement.
Got it?
- Sure.
- Okay, I'm gonna get
me some shut-eye now.
(Claudia shushes)
(gentle music)
Hush-a-bye baby
The angels are near
Smiling upon you
There is nothing to fear
Mommy's arms keep you warm
Don't you shed a tear
(ominous music)
- [Mike] I told you, those
brats need to keep quiet.
- (shushes) Hey, hey, hi.
- [Mike] Look at me.
I won't tolerate no
crying, Claudia, hurry up.
Hush-a-bye, baby
- [Mike] You don't
need to spoil them.
- (shushes) Okay,
everything's gonna be fine.
(shushes) Okay, you're
good, you're safe.
(foreboding music)
(lock clicks)
(gentle music)
- [Stacy] Running away.
I feel that here is hope for
the first time in a long while.
I feel like I can think
for the first time,
without people telling
me what to think.
Thoughts are constantly
coming to my mind.
The past seems so far away,
yet still somewhat present.
Should I go back or stay away?
Away from everyone
and everything.
I can't believe
I'm writing this.
(foreboding music)
Being back in my uncle's
cabin takes me back
to when I was a kid.
Away from my father.
Here's where I used to think
about the mother I never knew.
(owl hoots)
(tense music)
- [Girl] Mama?
Where did she go?
Mama?
(clattering)
- Who is that?
(tense music)
(serene piano music)
- [Black] How are
you, Mrs. Meeker?
- All right.
- I've got three names here.
Let's see if they
mean anything to you.
Matt Warren.
Mike Gillis.
Ken Bruce.
- No.
Is that all you got?
Three names?
- For now, yeah.
It's hard at first
when you have nothing,
but as I investigate,
I hope to find more
that'll lead us
down the right path.
- Nothing is the
appropriate word here.
That's all you and the
cops have done for years.
Nothing.
- Well, I think we
did the best we could,
based on the circumstances.
- Bullshit.
So you and your fellow
officers still think I'm crazy?
- Nobody said you were crazy.
- You didn't have to.
I saw how you looked at me
when I brought my
friend in to help.
She's a gifted psychic,
she knows things.
I have a missing,
probably dead, sister.
- No, your sister
probably skipped town,
because of her,
well, profession.
She was a known prostitute,
and it's hard to keep tabs
on those kind of people.
- So whores and children of
whores aren't worth finding?
- I didn't mean it that way.
- I know what you meant.
- Now look, I'm the
only one that thinks
there's any more to this case.
Everyone at the precinct
gave up on it years ago.
Now if you want my
help, I'll help you,
but I would appreciate not
being treated like your enemy.
So what's it gonna be?
- Find my sister and my nieces.
(melancholy music)
(phone rings)
(sighs)
- Hello?
- Hey, John.
How the hell are
you, you old goat?
- So, you're finally
one of us now.
So how do you like
retirement? (chuckles)
- I can take it or leave it.
Hey, bud, I got a
favor to ask you.
Could you look up
a few guys for me?
People of interest?
You ready?
- People of interest?
You mean like a real case?
Man, I haven't
done that in years.
Why don't you call
your old precinct?
- Eh, let's say I
wanna be discreet.
- Oh.
I don't think you
completely grasp the concept
of retirement, Black.
Okay, I, uh,
I still know some people
still on the force over there
that owe me a ton of favors.
Okay, what's the names?
- Matt Warren.
Mike Gillis.
Ken Bruce.
- All right.
I'll see what I can find.
- Yeah, thanks,
buddy, I owe you.
- Yeah, okay.
Take care.
(melancholy music)
(gentle music)
- [Stacy] What was it
that I saw last night?
It must be my nerves.
The park ranger warned me
about this place being haunted.
Was it a ghost or
just my imagination?
Has to be my nerves.
I need to deal with
Brad when I get back.
I wish I didn't
love him so much.
Love, if that's
what you call it.
Then when you cover your
bruises with make-up
and wear a scarf
around your neck,
everything looks all too normal.
Yesterday I looked in the mirror
and that was all I
saw, was just bruises.
And this time I didn't
want to cover them up.
I'm taking a really
good look at myself.
How could he?
I wanted to keep it.
Brad called it an accident,
I can never forgive
him for that.
(girl laughs)
- Come on!
(horn honks)
Move it!
(upbeat rock music)
- [Kelly] Wow, this
is a tiny town.
- [Brad] Fucking Mayberry.
- I like small towns.
Heart of America.
- You've never been
outside of the city.
- Yeah, I read about
them, Kel, in books,
and they seem nice.
- Okay, I have questions.
How long have you guys
actually been dating,
and why don't you ever
come to the house?
Stacy doesn't tell me anything.
- I like to remain mysterious.
- I like that.
- You know, you two
didn't have to come with.
I can handle my girlfriend.
- Handle her?
Okay, the only one who
can handle Stacy is Stacy.
- [Chris] Babe, let it go.
- No, I'm sorry, Brad, but
Stacy is a grown woman.
You don't handle shit.
- You're fighting a losing
battle on this one, dude.
Yeah, just tune her out,
and sometimes it goes away.
"It goes away?"
(scoffs) Oh, it'll be
going away for you, buddy.
You are not getting any tonight.
- Look, Stacy and I have been
going out for six years now.
We've had our ups and
downs like every couple.
I am the luckiest guy
to have a girl like her.
She should be lucky to have you.
It must be nice to have
a true friend like you
to stick up for her.
- I'm thirsty.
- There's a park ranger.
Maybe he can help us out.
- [Brad] Hey, excuse me.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I'm sorry
to bother you.
Actually, I'm kinda lost,
I'm looking for someone.
She might have stopped
here yesterday.
- She?
- Yeah.
You probably haven't seen
her, but long dark hair,
25 years old,
driving a gray sedan?
- Yeah, there was a girl.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, she, uh,
said she was heading up
to her uncle's cabin.
- Yeah, that's her.
- Oh.
You must be the boyfriend.
- Yeah, yeah, I
am the boyfriend.
(foreboding music)
(tense music)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(hiker gasps)
- [Hiker] Oh god, no!
(Hiker yelps)
(chuckles)
- You know, I talked to
Maggie Meeker the other day.
- Maggie Meeker?
- Yeah.
- That old bitch still around?
- Yeah, I gotta admit,
she is persistent.
- Persistent?
Try obsessed.
There's a thin line between
that and persistent.
- Look, what if it
was my family member?
Lost for years without a trace,
wouldn't you want
to know the truth?
- Yeah, but this is
not your story, Black.
(gentle lounge music)
- What happened to us, Burke?
We became cops to help people.
To right the wrongs
in the world, huh?
When did we become so jaded?
- The day I finally realized
that the system is crooked,
and good guys
always end up last.
- Yeah, well, I don't
wanna be the bad guy,
I wanna see what I can find.
What's that?
- That info you wanted.
- Oh shit, if the
captain finds out
I've been sniffing around
the Becky Comfort case,
he'll have a shit hemorrhage.
(Burke chuckles)
Where'd you find this?
- I got a friend
still on the force
over in Hander County there,
he checks criminal records.
- Well, what do you got?
- Ken Bruce, 39 years old,
five prior drug convictions,
married with 5 children.
Mike Gillis, assault
and battery in '79,
domestic abuse in '85.
- Model citizen.
(Burke chuckles)
- According to our records,
never had children,
never married.
- Matt Warren, 44 years old.
No criminal record,
no prior arrests.
Married, two kids, both boys.
- [Black] Choir boy.
- Do you know where
I found that photo?
- [Black] Where?
- Uh, a WWW dot,
face, tweety, uh,
dot com or something.
- [Black] Times
sure have changed.
(melancholy music)
- Thank you, honey.
That was a long time ago.
We were married at the time.
I was young, stupid, I'm
not proud of what I did.
My wife doesn't need
to know about this.
- Well, I guess now
we go see Mike Gillis.
- Oh, I don't think he'll
help us much, he's dead.
- What?
- Oh, I didn't tell you?
Oh yeah, he's been dead.
- Do you at least have his
last known place of residence?
- Oh yeah, it's a little
town called Mount Falls.
- Oh.
(foreboding music)
(fire crackles)
- [Cassie] What is he doing?
- Burning the bad mans again.
(ominous music)
(foreboding music)
I'm hungry!
(door opens)
- Good, huh?
- [Girls] Yes, Daddy.
- Hey, what did I say?
Don't call me daddy now.
There is no daddy, right?
- Where's Mommy?
Haven't seen Mommy
in a long time.
- (sighs) She had to go.
Didn't love us no more, didn't
love me anymore, and uh...
I thought you two
could make her stay,
but she said she was
gonna leave, and I,
see, I couldn't let that happen,
and this way, we can have
all have a piece of her.
I mean... I didn't
say to stop eating.
- I want Mommy.
- Too late, eat up.
Oh, come on.
Hey.
You two sit down and
finish your food.
- We're not hungry.
- Sit down.
And you, young lady,
you need to think
about your nourishment now.
Think about them poor
starving kids over there in,
uh, Africa, huh?
Think about them.
And it's not like you've never
not eaten somebody before.
Right?
Now, there is no mommy!
Sit down and finish your meal.
Listen to me, young lady,
I'm being serious now.
Do you want me to beat you?
Because I will beat you,
and then I will sell you.
- Sorry, Mike.
- You can't do this to us.
- Well, you know what would
happen if people could see you?
They would kill you
and then eat you,
because you're bad little girls!
All right?
Now, I'm the best friend
you will ever have,
and I would hate
to see anything,
anything bad happen
to either one of you,
but if you're against
me, I can't protect you.
Okay?
It's okay.
Now you be good girls and
finish your meal, okay?
Or you're gonna end
up like your mommy.
(birds chirp)
(dramatic music)
- Hey.
We got company.
Greetings.
- Hi.
Sorry, I didn't know anyone
was living up in these parts.
- Oh, well, we're
not really here.
Wink, wink.
- Here, but not there.
- We don't get many
visitors around here.
- Oh, well, I just
got here actually.
I'm staying a few miles
north, my uncle has a cabin.
- [Sal] Don't you just
love being with nature?
- I do.
- Oh, you should come
chill with us for a bit.
Have a drink of water.
Come, come.
- Take your bag off, you know?
Chill for a while.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Ever go to Burning Man?
- No, can't say that I have.
- Oh, we're going in August.
This'll be our sixth time?
You should totally go,
you'd love it.
- Here.
- Oh, no thanks.
- That's cool.
- Do you guys notice
anything strange
about the forest at all?
(laughs)
What, what's so funny?
- [Sal] Nothing, nothing.
- Well, the park ranger
said they were haunted.
I don't know.
- That's what they say.
- Some people say they hear
the voice of a little girl.
God bless her.
We wouldn't have
this operation here
if it wasn't for the ghost.
- Amen.
Whole town is just
scared shitless.
- So, the park ranger's
telling the truth?
- Old Phil?
Man, he's more chicken-shit
than the rest of them.
- Well, I heard this little
girl, like screaming,
"Where is my mommy?"
I swear.
- No shit?
- [Stacy] Yeah.
- Yeah, some people say
that some weird shit
did happen back in the day.
- Who says that,
and what happened?
- They say a guy
living in the woods
kept his daughter locked up,
never let her leave the house.
I also heard some people
say there were two girls.
It just depends on
who's telling the story.
(gentle rock music)
(groans)
- Hello Mike!
I never thought
I'd run into you.
How in the hell are things?
So, this is where you live, huh?
- Home sweet home.
Got a reason for
being here, Bill?
- Well, I'm afraid
I'm a little lost.
I was hunting and
took a wrong turn.
- Got some meat on
the grill, you hungry?
- No, I'm good, got it covered.
- You alone?
- [Bill] Just me, myself and I.
- I see.
- How's Claudia?
(foreboding music)
- [Mike] She's fine.
- I haven't seen you two
around the store in a while.
Murray says he hasn't
seen Claudia for years.
Was just asking about
her the other day.
- Uh-huh?
- Yeah.
- Murray ought to mind
his own fucking business.
- Nah, don't take it like that.
He was just curious why
he never sees you in
the store anymore.
- Well, don't need
the store no more.
Everything we need is
right here in nature.
- [Bill] I see.
- But if Murray needs
to know my business,
who am I to say he can't?
She left me.
- What?
- Claudia, she ran off
with my best friend.
- Ah man, I'm
sorry to hear that.
- Ain't that a
kick in the teeth?
Bitch broke my heart.
Broke my heart, and...
What can you, whores
will be whores.
What can you expect, you know?
I never known a woman to
treat a man right, right?
- Sure, that's right.
- What can you expect?
I mean, broads have been
treating me like shit
my whole life,
even my own mother.
My own mother.
Leave me alone with a stranger,
so she could go
off and get high.
- I'm sorry about that too.
- Cunt!
Fucking cunt.
- Wow.
I, I'm really sorry to
hear about that, Mike.
- Thanks, but, hey.
When life gives you
lemons, you make...
- Lemonade.
- That's right.
That's what I did.
I own this whole thing.
It's got everything I need.
You know, Bill?
I don't need no one.
- Except your kids, right?
(ominous music)
(Mike chuckles)
- My kids?
- Yeah.
Yeah, your kids, Murray said
that Claudia used to come
into the store and
buy kid's clothes.
Two of everything,
girls to be exact.
You got daughters, right?
Why, you know, you should
bring them over to my house.
We got a swimming pool, I betcha
the girls would love that.
(Mike sighs)
They were her kids, Bill,
from a previous marriage.
I never did get close to them,
so when she left me,
they were all gone.
- Oh, well, that answers why
we haven't seen Claudia
around, then, right?
- Hey, stay for dinner.
(tense music)
- Nah, I really better
get back into town.
If I don't get back
into town soon,
my missus will call out
a search party for me.
(chuckles nervously)
You take care.
(tense music)
See you around, Mike.
(truck engine revs)
(suspenseful music)
Hush-a-bye, baby,
angels around
(girls laugh)
Hush-a-bye, baby, angels
(girls laugh)
Hush-a-bye, baby, angels
(girls laugh)
- [Mike] Girls!
Hush-a-bye, baby
- [Mike] Quiet!
- You girls are no good.
Do you know what people
will do if they see you?
They will kill you, and
then they will eat you,
'cause you're bad little girls.
I'm the best friend you have.
Do you girls want
another beating?
(glass shatters)
(tense music)
Oh no.
(banging)
Hey!
Hey!
(girls cough)
No, no, no, no!
What'd you do?
Girls--
- Take the keys!
- Oh no--
- Lock the door!
- Hey.
(girls cough)
Hey, honey.
What, what's that, girls?
Hey.
(girls cough)
I hit my head...
(suspenseful music)
Girls?
It's hot in here.
Hey, Daddy needs help!
It's hot!
Girls, help me!
(girls scream)
- [Judy] But the only thing
certain, that guy was crazy.
He tormented anybody
that crossed him.
Oh, then I heard he shot
his wife and daughter.
- (sighs) Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah.
- Then he set the house
on fire, murder-suicide.
Some people say the
wife killed the family,
it just depends on
which story you hear.
- How long ago was this?
- 10 years.
- And the little girl's
spirit still roams the woods!
Woooo!
- Up until 10 years ago, the
area was a popular camping
and hunting area.
And it's the kind of tall tale
that keeps people
from poking around.
That's why we're here.
- Oh.
- Don't want nobody stumbling
upon our magic garden.
(Stacy chuckles)
Boo!
Does this scare you?
- No, it's a toy doll.
- Yeah, we have her just in case
we run into unwelcome visitors.
(chuckles)
Her name's Britney.
Hi.
- Well, what I saw was real,
and it scared the
shit out of me.
- I guess a lot of
people feel the same way.
- You guys don't believe me.
- Well, we've never seen
or heard a ghost girl,
and we've been up
here for a while.
(sighs)
- It's getting late, I gotta go.
But thank you so much for--
- Oh.
You should spend the night!
- [Stacy] No, I've already
put you guys out too much.
- We have an extra sleeping bag.
- Yeah, it's totally cool.
- No, it's no bother.
We like nice people.
Who wants to spend
the evening alone?
- Well, I wouldn't recommend it.
I mean, you lose the
sunlight and get lost,
there's no telling
where you'll end up.
See, just spend the
night here with us
and we'll help you get
back in the morning.
- Yeah.
- Hm?
- Okay, sure.
- Mm, all rightie.
- All right.
Yeah.
We need to,
we need to, we need to...
Food, make food.
- Yeah, we're gonna make
some food in a bit and, um...
- [Sal] Hungry?
(foreboding music)
- [Girl] Where's Mommy?
They're coming to get me.
I see the mean mans.
They will hurt me.
I'm scared.
(Stacy gasps)
- Judy, Judy, Judy?
Did you hear that?
- [Judy] What, what is it?
- [Stacy] I heard the voices.
- Sal!
Stop with the practical jokes!
Don't scare our guest!
You're all right, it
was just a bad dream.
(melancholy music)
- And I'm gaining
experience, and soon,
level 38 here I come.
The whole, you know--
- You're a geek.
- [Chris] It's amazing.
- [Kelly] Hey!
- What the hell
are you doing here?
- We're having breakfast, silly.
Want some?
- You brought Brad?
- Hi Stacy.
- Kel, I told you I
wanted to be alone.
- Hi baby.
- Why are you all here?
- We were worried about you.
- Yeah.
I couldn't sleep until
I knew you were okay.
- Okay, no offense, um, I'd
like you all to leave, please.
- [Kelly] Come on,
you don't mean that.
- Come on.
We came all the way
up here to see you.
I wouldn't be here if I
didn't care about you.
- Chris!
- Shit, I'm sorry.
- Hey man, let me
help you with that.
- Thank you, Brad.
Stacy, are you okay?
- [Stacy] Yeah.
- Oh my God, what happened?
Stacy!
(door closes)
(ominous music)
- [Kent] There
you go, Detective.
- [Black] Thank you.
- That was some fire.
(phone rings)
Hey Sheriff, how are you?
- Hey, look at this.
- Oh, fine.
- There's a tricycle
in the rubble.
- Yeah, I have two
detectives from Beaumont.
Well, they're
looking at the photos
from the Gillis burn site.
- I don't believe it.
- I know.
- Oh?
Okay.
Yeah, yeah, Sheriff.
Sorry, Detectives, I'm gonna
have to take these photos back.
- Why?
- Sheriff's orders.
(phone rings)
(solemn music)
- You'd think they'd have
cleaned this place up by now.
- Police has covered this
area many times, Black.
What do you expect to find now?
- I'm not sure.
- Then why are we here?
- Just 35 years of experience.
- Find anything?
(Black grunts)
Huh.
That's odd.
(foreboding music)
Somewhat fresh.
- [Black] Oh Christ!
- What'd you find?
- We gotta get the
sheriff up here.
- [Sheriff] Well, that's
a skull, all right.
- [Burke] Yep, that
would be a skull.
- I don't appreciate sarcasm.
So you're a detective?
- Was a detective, retired now.
Him too.
- What city?
- Beaumont.
- Why in the hell'd you
come up to Mount Falls
just to dig up skulls?
- Just following a lead.
- My men need to
have a look at this.
We need to find out
who this belongs to.
- Well, I think it's
connected to a disappearance
of a mother and her
twin daughters back
in Beaumont in '92.
The Becky Comfort Case.
- Never heard of it.
- It was all over the media.
- Well, I never heard of it.
Now we can take it from here.
And since you two are retired,
why don't you have
the Beaumont Police
call me tomorrow morning?
Just not too early, though,
'cause I got plans tonight.
Me and the wife got big plans.
- You have plans?
- Needs to be tonight.
Since the grave
has been exposed,
animals could drag away
the rest of the remains.
- All right, I suppose you,
I suppose you want credit
for this skull, huh?
- [Black] I don't
care who gets credit.
- It, it must be
just a lost hiker.
- Well, nobody seems to know
what happened to Mike Gillis,
this could be him.
- Well, that's possible.
- Never can tell, Mike
Gillis may still be alive.
- Look, you guys ain't
even detectives no more.
My men can handle
this crime scene,
and I know how to
handle a crime scene!
(foreboding music)
- Jim, Jim, are you there?
Jim, come in!
- Listen, I want you to
go down to San Bernardino
and ask for Detective Merck.
Get him up here, have
him bring a couple men.
Quietly.
- Okay.
- [Sheriff] Now, I said.
(eerie music)
(ominous music)
(Stacy gasps)
- It's over, Brad, okay?
Leave.
- No.
I know you don't mean that.
- No, there's nothing you can
say, nothing that you can do.
Just please leave me alone.
- Oh, what?
Just listen to me, Stacy, okay?
- To what, more of
your bullshit lies?
Your promises?
- Come on, don't...
Don't do this to me, okay?
Don't...
Don't do this to us.
- There is no more us, okay?
Just, please...
Just move on, okay?
- Let's just talk when
you've settled down, okay?
You know we're meant to be.
(melancholy music)
- [Girl] Mommy.
- Okay, I'll leave.
You win.
But before I go, just answer
this question honestly, okay?
Do you still love me?
- I do, and I can't
love you anymore.
Because love is not
about feeling worthless.
That's how you make me feel.
No, no.
It's not gonna work.
- Why do you have
to be so difficult?
- [Stacy] It's over, Brad.
- After everything
I've done for you?
- [Stacy] Please, please--
- You just wanted a free
ride, didn't you, huh?
- Go...
- Why do you hurt me so?
- Leave me alone, please.
(tense music)
- You blame it on me?
You wanted the baby!
It wasn't action,
it wasn't my fault.
I know you still love me.
- [Stacy] No, no, Brad!
No, Brad!
- You're mine, you
always will be mine.
- Please leave me alone.
- [Girl] I found you, Mommy.
- I know you still love me.
- Kill him, Mommy.
- My, my head...
The voices--
- Kill him, Mommy.
- What?
- [Girl] Kill him, Mommy.
- You hear that?
- [Brad] What's the
matter with you, huh?
- This place is haunted.
- Haunted, huh?
Don't be fucking stupid!
- [Kelly] Stacy?
What is going on, Stacy?
Oh my god!
Stacy, wake up, wake up.
Chris!
Stacy, wake up,
wake up, wake up.
Oh my god, oh my god.
(foreboding music)
- Why do I keep doing that?
Haunted, how funny.
Haunted, that's right.
- [Girl] Why do you hurt Mommy?
- What the...
- [Girl] You're not going
to hurt Mommy anymore.
(suspenseful music)
You're not going to
hurt Mommy anymore.
- Quit fucking around, guys!
- [Girl] Why do you hurt Mommy?
You're not going to
hurt Mommy anymore.
You are a bad daddy.
(girls giggle)
(suspenseful music)
- Here.
- I'm going out of my mind.
- That bastard's gonna
pay for what he did.
The fucker's dead.
- I just keep hearing noises,
it's like I'm going insane.
- Noises, what kind of
noises are you hearing?
- I just keep hearing this,
this little girl
calling out to me, like,
like I'm her mother.
(Chris chuckles)
- I'm sorry, you
were being serious.
- What's happening?
- It's just stress, baby, okay?
With Brad and all the other
crazy stuff that's going on.
You know, stress
can drive you crazy.
You were right to come up here.
You just, you need a
little peace and quiet.
- How am I supposed
to get peace and quiet
when I just keep hearing this
crazy kid every two seconds?
- [Kelly] Okay, you know what?
Mama Kelly is on the job.
- What?
- Yep.
You need to get some sleep.
Come on, get under.
(melancholy music)
Now just sleep, okay?
(suspenseful music)
- [Girl] Kill him, Mommy.
He has been bad.
- [Stacy] Brad!
- Chill, it's all right!
(Stacy whimpers)
It's okay, calm down.
Calm down, it's not your fault.
You were just dreaming.
You were just dreaming.
Okay?
Lay back down.
Just dreaming.
Okay?
Just calm down.
(solemn music)
- [Kent] I can't believe
we didn't find this before.
- I want you two to
be quiet about this.
- But Sheriff--
- We are gonna do this my way,
and I don't want a
panic on our hands.
Now you two do your
normal rounds tonight,
but if you see any more of
this crazy shit, you call me.
- All right, sure
thing, Sheriff.
(footsteps approach)
(foreboding music)
- [Stacy] I saw you!
Come back here!
- [Kelly] What's wrong?
- I saw, I saw the little girl.
We gotta, we gotta go.
- [Kelly] Wait, where we going?
- [Chris] What are you
guys, what are you doing?
- [Kelly] Stacy, hold on!
- Come on, she went
over here, I think.
- Okay.
Sure, we'll follow her this way.
Stacy, I thought you
told Brad to leave.
- [Stacy] I did.
- Okay, well that explains it.
He was the one that knocked
on the, on the window,
so can we please go inside now?
- [Stacy] It wasn't him.
It was a girl.
- Yeah.
- Come on, let's...
I mean, I know she's here.
Can we just look a
little further, please?
- Yeah, that's a good idea.
Let's just go deeper
in the woods, Kel.
- Chris, come on.
- Really?
This is a good idea, this
is a really good idea.
(tense music)
(suspenseful music)
(Judy gasps)
- Boo!
- Ass.
Where were you?
- [Sal] Just messing around.
- [Judy] It still looks fake.
- Really?
Some people don't think so.
I happen to think it
looks pretty fucking good.
- The doll's fine, just
don't mess around with it.
Hey, I need a break.
Can you take over?
- Yeah.
Now you stay here
while I do this, okay.
(unsettling music)
(Sal groans)
- Sal?
Sal?
Sal.
Sal.
Sal.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Sal?
(foreboding music)
Sal?
Is that...
Is that you?
(whimpers)
(suspenseful music)
(Judy screams)
(tense music)
- [Kent] Why are we the
only ones out here now?
- [Jim] You got me.
- What is all this stuff?
- Looks like some
sort of campsite.
- [Kent] Campsite.
Yeah.
- [Jim] Oh man, there's
some weird stuff here, Kent.
- Jim, careful.
- Oh my god.
- [Kent] Jesus.
(foreboding music)
- Uh, Wendy?
(smooth R&B music)
- Well, what is it,
did you see something?
- No.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- When are you leaving?
- Uh, soon.
I wanna go check on a
girl and her boyfriend
at the Dovic cabin.
(phone rings)
- Hold on, I got another call.
Hello?
- Hey girl.
- Hey.
- Whoa, what happened?
- [Judy] Someone
killed my boyfriend!
- Oh my god, Wendy, Wendy,
we need help up here!
It's okay, okay.
- You know, I'm just
waiting on Phil.
- Phil, what's going on?
- Yeah.
- Wendy!
- He's always looking
for something.
- Wendy!
- Mm-hm, yeah.
- What the hell? (yelps)
- I know.
(Phil screams)
- I know.
(Phil groans)
(Judy screams)
- Hold on a second.
Hey, did you leave yet,
we're not gonna wait forever.
(Phil groans)
Are you there?
Phil!
Phil!
(tense music)
- Oh, do you, oh,
what is that smell?
- That's nasty.
- Oh.
- Oh my god.
- What is this fucking--
- [Kelly] Chris, we
don't have Stacy!
- [Chris] What do
you want me to do?
- What do you mean, what do we,
we're in the middle of
the woods, we don't have--
- (shushes) Quiet down!
We need to leave, okay, we
need to get out of here.
This is not...
This is not, no, no.
We need to go.
- Stacy?
- Shit.
- Now we can't
fucking see, Chris.
- I told you to, god...
- Babe?
- Do you hear that?
- Babe, is that...
- Would you stop
dragging me, I can't see.
- Stacy?
- I think I got, wait.
- Babe.
- There we go.
- What?
- Oh my god!
Oh god!
- Oh my god.
(suspenseful music)
- Stacy, no, don't you look.
(Stacy screams)
- [Dispatcher] Wendy, you left
your post, what's going on?
- [Wendy] Something is not
right, I'm checking on Phil.
(Kelly gasps)
- Can we just, can we
just stop for a second?
Where the fuck are we going?
- I don't know, okay?
I think we're lost.
- Great.
- Chris, run!
- No, we gotta analyze this,
this is not gonna work!
(tense music)
- [Wendy] Phil!
No.
- [Kelly] Chris, I don't care,
just go knock on the door
and see if they can help us.
- [Stacy] Hippies,
the hippies live here.
- The what?
Oh great, this is fantastic.
Bunch of stoners are
gonna help us out.
- What're we gonna do?
I don't know how to get back.
- We need to get
the hell out of here, okay?
Your friend is just,
she's losing it.
(foreboding music)
- I found you, Mommy.
Hug, you could
have been my mommy.
Hug.
I could have been your daughter.
(tense music)
- [Kelly] What has
happened, what happened?
- [Chris] What did you
see, is anybody in there?
- Babe, are you okay?
Okay, Chris, she is
going into shock.
We gotta get out of here.
- [Chris] I get it, hello?
- Okay, take a deep breath.
Deep breath, okay?
- Stacy, what did you see?
- Little girl.
- See who?
- What little girl, I
didn't see a little girl,
it's an empty house.
- Stacy, there is
no little girl.
- [Chris] There's
nobody in there, Kel.
There's nobody in there,
she's flipping out, look.
- [Kelly] Okay,
stop yelling at us!
- I'm sorry, I'm just, you know,
your friend has obviously
checked out here!
Look, there's a
phone at the house.
- We're gonna call the police,
all right?
- Let's just get out of here.
This is freaking me out.
Let's go, come on, come on.
- [Kelly] You think
this is the right way?
(foreboding music)
(knocking)
- We're closed.
- I'm a detective, I'd like
to ask you a few questions.
- [Murray] How can I help you?
- Thanks for letting me in, I
know it's after closing time,
but I won't take too
much of your time.
I'm Detective Black
from Beaumont,
and I'm investigating
the disappearance
of a woman and
her two daughters.
You wouldn't happen to know
a Mike Gillis, would you?
- Oh, Mike Gillis,
that son of a bitch?
- Well, I've asked
around about him,
and nobody seems
to know about him.
Even the sheriff
doesn't know about it.
- Oh, he knows.
Everybody knows.
They just don't want
to talk about it.
I knew his wife, too.
- His wife?
- Yeah, she used to come
in here all the time.
Make those strange purchases.
I knew she wasn't pregnant.
- What strange purchases?
- Well, like two of everything.
Two bottles, two sets of
clothes, like for twins.
I remember her distinctly.
She was a kind of a homely
girl, but extremely polite.
And then she stopped coming in.
Soon after that, he was gone.
- Can you tell me anything
more about this Mike Gillis?
- Well, not too much, he
was kinda closed-mouthed
and kept to himself.
Except when his
house burnt down,
then he was the
talk of the town,
but for all the wrong reasons.
When Claudia disappeared,
he went up in the mountains
and never came to town again.
Well, some people thought he
might've murdered Claudia.
- If you knew all of this,
why didn't you call
the authorities?
- Well, I just didn't
want to get too involved--
- Murray, Murray!
We got a problem, I need ammo.
- [Officer] I can't
believe Phil's dead.
- [Wendy] The last
thing Phil said
was that there were
people at the Dovic cabin.
- [Black] But you did say
the police are on their way?
- [Officer] Yeah, but it's
gonna take them a while,
they're in another county.
- [Black] Hurry!
(tense music)
(suspenseful music)
- [Kelly] Chris!
- [Chris] Told you
this was a bad idea.
Wait for me, Jesus.
- Okay, Chris, you need to
lock all the doors and stuff.
I'm taking Stacy into
the bedroom, okay?
- All right, yeah,
I gotta call 911.
We gotta get the
fuck out of here!
Jeez, fuck.
Okay, all right, okay.
(phone beeps)
You fucking piece of shit.
Come on, come on.
There's no dial tone.
There's no dial tone!
- You don't understand.
I didn't mean to kill her.
I didn't--
- Kill who?
- I wanted children,
but I didn't...
(somber music)
I didn't mean to
do it, he made me!
She would've been
five, oh, my baby.
- What are you talking about?
- Kelly, where's Brad?
- Okay, everything's
gonna be okay, okay?
We're gonna get you
to the doctor, okay?
Stacy, did you leave
the window open?
(foreboding music)
- [Girl] Mommy?
- Who's there?
- Mommy?
- I'm not afraid of you!
Stop!
Stop messing with my mind!
- [Girl] Mommy.
(stairs creak)
Show yourself.
Now!
- [Girl] Mommy?
- No!
- I see you found your rag doll.
- Where are you going, Mommy?
Why are you trying
to take Mommy away?
Where are you taking Mommy?
(Judy yelps)
Mommy, the bad man's
gonna hurt you too?
We won't let him
hurt you anymore.
No one will hurt you ever again.
(Stacy screams)
(phone rings)
- [Operator] 911, what
is your emergency?
- Hello, hi, yeah.
There's someone butchering
people up here, okay?
So you--
(dial tone blares)
Hello?
What the fuck?
Kel, I don't have any service!
(foreboding music)
Fucking woods.
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
- Hello, 911,
what's your emergency?
- Kel?
Kel?
- Hello?
Can you hear me?
- Ah, fuck!
(dial tone blares)
Who the fuck are you?
No, no, no, no, you
don't want to do that.
Okay, just stay back, oh my!
There's two of you, you
look, what do you want?
I didn't do anything, okay?
I don't know what the
fuck's going on here.
I didn't do anything, all right?
Just please, please.
- [Operator] Hello, ma'am,
ma'am, are you all right?
- Hello, hello!
I'm in the Dovic house,
fucking Mount Falls, please!
These bitches are fucking me up!
Please send somebody, please!
She's trying to slice
me, please just stop.
Stop, wait, wait, wait, wait,
you don't want to, please.
Don't--
- [Operator] What's happening?
Are you there?
Hello, hello?
(tense music)
- Shit.
- Okay, you guys
check the cabin.
We'll go around back.
- [Kent] Sheriff's Department!
Aw, Jesus!
- [Jim] Ah, jeez.
Got another one.
Ken, we got a serious
problem on our hands.
- Oh my god.
- [Jim] The killer
could still be here,
let's go check out front.
Let's go!
- [Brad] I'm not
ready to have a child.
(Stacy groans)
Why would you do this
to someone you love, huh?
(tense music)
- [Stacy] No, Brad!
No, Brad!
(Stacy gasps)
- [Brad] I love you,
don't you see that?
You're always just thinking
about you, so selfish.
(Stacy yelps)
Why do you hurt me, Stacy?
I love you.
- [Stacy] No, Brad!
(cries) No!
No, Brad, no!
It's all my fault.
- [Girl] Mommy?
- [Stacy] It's all my fault.
- Mommy?
Mommy?
(Stacy hyperventilates)
(Brad grunts)
(Stacy screams)
(Stacy groans)
- No!
No.
I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean it, I'm sorry.
- [Girl] You killed me, why?
Why, Mommy?
- [Stacy] She would've been
five, she would've been five.
Oh, my baby.
(tense music)
- (shushes) You'll
wake my dolly.
- Don't move, let
me see your hands.
Hands!
Are you alone--
(Cassie shouts)
- Ken!
Hey, drop the gun!
Drop the gun!
(gun fires)
(Cassie screams)
- [Cassie] Sister?
Sister.
Wake up.
Wake up.
- Stacy?
(foreboding music)
- [Cassie] Sister?
Sister?
- [Kelly] Can you hear me?
- Sister.
- Stacy!
Stacy, get me out of here!
- [Cassie] Don't leave me.
Don't leave me, sister.
- [Kelly] Somebody
get me out of here!
Get me out of here!
Stacy?
- Sister?
- Get me out of here!
- Sister?
- Stacy!
- Sister?
- Can anybody hear me?
- Don't leave me.
- Hello?
- Don't leave me.
- [Kelly] Stacy?
Stacy!
- The bad mans
killed my sister.
- Let me out of here!
- Why, Mommy?
- [Kelly] Stacy!
- Come with me.
(foreboding music)
- Stacy!
Get me out of here!
Stacy?
Stacy, please, get
me out of here!
Stacy!
Get me out of here!
Stacy, can you hear me?
Stacy!
Stacy, I'm in here!
Get me out!
I'm in here, get me out!
(foreboding music)
Stacy, I'm in here!
Let me out!
Please let me out!
- She's still got a pulse.
- [Kelly] Hello?
- I think she's in shock though,
get an ambulance over here.
- Let me out of here!
- Bill, we need an ambulance
over at the Dovic cabin.
- Let me out!
- [Black] I see two women
running through the woods.
- [Kelly] Help,
get me out of here!
Oh, oh my god!
- [Wendy] It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
- What happened?
- It's okay.
- Oh my god.
Where's Stacy, I
need to find Stacy.
- [Wendy] She's okay,
she's okay, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all
right, it's all right.
It's all right.
- Oh my god.
You don't...
(tense music)
- This is my town,
and I want this cleared
up just as much as you do.
- Suit yourself, just
don't get in my way.
- Sir, the aunt and uncle
of Stacy Walker are here.
Press too.
- Christ, so soon?
- Small town, doesn't take much.
So, we're looking for two women?
- That's right,
Sergeant, here they are.
Let's go find them.
Know they're out here somewhere.
(heart monitor beeps)
- Hey there.
(suspenseful music)
(Cassie gasps)
(Cassie screams)
(doctors shout)
Sedative!
(nurse screams)
All right, just calm down.
She's out.
(heart monitor beeps)
- Did you find her, anything?
- We have a lot of people
looking for your niece, sir.
- Oh god.
Can't believe this
is happening to us.
- We'll find her, I promise.
- Detective Black, we
got another body up here.
(flies buzz)
- Now 17 years ago,
Maggie's sister Becky
and her sister's twin
daughters were abducted.
Now one of the girls
has been found,
but the question still looms,
where is the other twin?
I'll have more coming up.
(reporters chatter)
- You have her in the jail?
- We had a hard time
controlling her, she's wild.
- Well, we've got to
get her to a better,
more secure facility.
- [Sheriff] This is temporary.
She's gotta see
the judge tomorrow.
- You're talking about her
like she's some sort of animal.
She's a little girl,
she's a victim.
- This girl killed four
people that we know of.
Probably more.
She stabbed a nurse with a pen.
In the eye, no less.
- She's, she's just frightened,
that's all, that's all it is.
Let me take her
home, I can help her.
I can get her treatment.
- She is not an innocent
little girl anymore.
I believe the twins have
been living in the woods
all this time like wild animals.
They've become predators,
killing out of necessity.
Now granted, she is
the victim of abuse,
but she's also a
cold-hearted killer!
- She's gonna be okay,
because she has family now.
Please.
She's all I got
left of my sister.
- Could somebody get
these cameras out of here!
- At least let me see
her, Sheriff, please.
I haven't seen my
niece in 17 years.
She didn't ask for this,
this isn't her fault.
Please.
(Cassie screams)
(foreboding music)
- Sister!
Sister!
(Cassie screams incoherently)
(Cassie sings softly)
(officers chat)
(ominous music)
- Cassie.
Your name is Cassie.
- Mommy?
- No.
Maggie.
- Maggie.
- Aunt Maggie.
I'm your mommy's sister.
Everything's gonna be just fine.
Huh?
No one's gonna hurt you.
No, it's okay.
It's okay.
Do you like that?
That's a perfume by a
beautiful movie star.
Oh, she was gorgeous.
Just like you.
(camera shutter clicks)
It's okay, it's okay.
(Maggie screams)
(melancholy music)
- [Black] You know, it's
tough being a detective,
especially when you
have to give it up.
Guys like Burke can let go.
He went back to sipping cognac
and watching the Dodgers.
God, I envy that.
For me, the evidence is stacked.
One savage twin is locked
up in a mental institution,
but where is the other one?
Where is this Stacy Walker?
These questions will stay with
me until I find the answers,
and I will continue searching,
'cause that's what I do.
My wife used to kid
me all the time.
She called me a dog with a bone.
She was right.
- Rest, Mommy, rest here.
- What's your name?
What's your, what's
your sister's name?
- I love my sister always.
- I know.
So you live here?
- This is my home.
- You live in the woods, why?
- [Sister] Safe.
- Safe from who?
- Mans.
- You mean men.
What men?
- Bad mans.
They beat girls like me.
- Who beat you?
- Daddy.
(gentle music)
- Your father abused you?
My daddy did too.
And my boyfriend, he beats me.
- Me kill boyfriend.
- Kill who?
- The bad man that
was mean to you.
- You killed Brad?
No!
No, no, no, no, no.
I killed Brad.
Do you hear me?
(sister giggles)
Don't blame yourself
for that, okay?
- Brad. (giggles)
It's funny.
- You know, not all men are bad.
Just the ones you love.
- [Sister] Love.
- Mm-hm, yeah, love.
- Mommy loved me.
Sister loved me.
There's no one left to love me.
- I love you.
- [Sister] Mommy.
- I like it when
you call me mommy.
Come on.
(foreboding music)
(eerie music)
(thudding)
(ethereal music)
(somber music)
- [Black] Now the life
of a detective? (scoffs)
It's not an easy one.
Especially for those
closest to them, right?
My beautiful wife
tolerated the long hours
and the loneliness,
because she knew how
important the job was to me.
Even when I was home, I
brought my work with me,
staying up all night,
poring over evidence,
trying to crack the case.
My wife would ask me
what I was working on
and I'd say I'll tell you
when I've solved it, you know,
but then one day she was gone,
and I never got to tell
her about most of them.
There was one case
in particular.
If she was here, if I was
able to tell her about it,
she'd probably tell me
what she always told me,
that some things are
meant to be forgotten.
(upbeat country music)
Sometimes I feel
Like you were cruel,
like you were so cruel
(Becky moans)
Like Judas Iscariot,
the cat in the crate
Ivan the Terrible
and Henry VIII
Then there's you
(door creaks)
(Mike grunts)
(serene singing)
(lighter clicks)
- Hey.
- You want a smoke?
- Yeah, no, those
things will kill you.
- When you're old and
gray, who cares by then?
- So you gonna go attend
to them little girls?
- They'll be fine.
- Oh yeah, you certainly
can tell a lot about a man
by the contents of his wallet,
and I know that's what you want.
- [Becky] Yeah, you gotta
pay to get all this.
- I bet you do, and I
want all of it, too.
(both giggle)
(baby coos)
(foreboding music)
How old are your kids, girl?
Huh?
- Nine months.
- Huh?
- Why?
- Making conversation.
- All right, no more games.
- Well, what's the
hurry, come on.
- I got things to do.
- Aw, like what?
Look after them two brats, huh?
I know it must be hard,
looking after both of them
by yourself all the time.
- Why do you keep asking
about my babies, huh?
I'm just talking.
I mean, I'm just
talking, all right?
Just talking, trying to get
to know you better, shit!
- Look, you fucked
me, now pay me.
- Whoa.
Not to me.
Easy with that
language, not to me.
What's the going
rate these days, huh?
- 200.
- How much is going in your arm,
how much going to
your kids, huh?
- Just stay out of my
fucking business and pay me!
- I said to watch your goddamn
language, you fucking bitch!
- All right, it's--
- All right?
- Just get out,
it's on the house.
- Well, that's
mighty big of you.
All the stinky whores
are meth addicts!
(tense music)
But you, but you're not a,
you're not a stinking
whore, are you?
- Please leave.
- You're not a stinky whore,
no you're not.
I mean, you are a
whore, but-- (sniffs)
You smell real good.
- Please, I have
to go see my girls.
- Oh, really?
So, uh...
(Becky gasps)
Now you wanna play mommy, huh?
When I was flashing
this cash in your face,
you didn't give a shit about
them little brats, did you?
(babies coo)
- [Becky] They
need to be changed.
- Hey, I wanna play a game.
I wanna play a game.
You like games, bitch?
"Let's Make a Deal"?
You ever see that TV show?
Huh?
No, yeah, you were
too young, huh?
Well anyway, great
fucking TV show!
Yeah.
- Will you please leave?
- You hurt my feelings.
You hurt me.
Now here I am
trying to have fun!
And trying to be a nice person
and get to know you better,
and you, you go on and
kick me out of your room?
Your mother never told you
nothing about no good manners?
Huh?
- [Becky] Get out of my house.
Get the fuck out of my house!
- No.
(Becky gasps)
Now you've been a
good girl, okay?
Now you take it like
you mean it now.
Now here I am, trying
to be nice to you,
and you, and you insult me?
Huh, huh?
You know you can't
handle two baby girls.
I'm just trying to lighten
the load, you dumb whore.
Now, my wife wants a child.
But she's too ugly and
disgusting for me to fuck!
So buying one
is the only way.
So shut the fuck up,
it's gonna be okay.
(Becky whimpers)
Shush it. (shushes)
It's okay.
I don't want to hear...
Right.
Now just say okay,
and it'll be okay.
Say okay.
Say okay.
Say it!
- Okay, okay.
- Okay.
(babies coo)
(foreboding music)
(Becky gags)
(Mike shushes)
(suspenseful music)
(neck cracks)
(Mike breathes heavily)
Son of a bitch.
Look what you made me go and do.
Get all sweaty and
shit after a shower.
(water patters)
(man grunts)
(tense music)
(baby coos)
Hey, kinda cute, yeah.
Except for the crying
and the crack-addicted,
cracked out hooker for a mother.
(baby cries)
There you go.
(shushes) Okay.
Time to go.
(tense music)
(shushes) Be quiet.
Come on now.
Well look at that.
You missed your sister.
(chuckles)
Oh hell.
Two for the price of one.
Let's go.
All right, I'm a daddy
now, isn't that something?
(suspenseful music)
(foreboding music)
(dark whimsical music)
(upbeat music)
- [Waitress] Hey, darlin',
what can I get ya'?
- Oh, tea.
- [Waitress] Sure
thing, what kind?
- Earl Grey, thanks.
- And?
- [Stacy] Just the tea.
- Honey, you sure you don't
want something to eat?
We got a special today
on chicken a la king.
- Just the tea, thanks.
- You know, he's not worth it.
I'll be back with your tea.
Here you go, dear.
- Thanks.
- [Waitress] No problem.
(melancholy music)
(door closes)
- [Brad] You love me,
Stacy, I know you do.
I tried to meet you halfway.
I gave you your space.
Next thing I know,
you're sneaking off
to live with someone else?
Moved in with a
roommate you barely know
to get away from me?
That hurts, Stacy!
Why you always
trying to hurt me?
(Stacy gasps)
- Oh, no, that's okay.
- It's on me.
- That's very sweet, but--
- Don't worry about it,
I've been there too.
We girls gotta stick together.
- Thanks.
(upbeat country music)
Thank you.
- You are such a cutie.
I bet you have a smile
somewhere in there.
(chuckles) That's more like it.
- Do you happen to know
how to get to Mount Falls?
My GPS doesn't work.
- Mount Falls?
I'm not sure.
Herbert!
Do you know where
Mount Falls is?
- Uh, yeah.
You, uh, take 67.
No wait, 68 north, 'til
you get to Alvarado.
Then you just keep going,
it's way up in the mountains.
- Yeah, Mount Falls,
sounds familiar.
I think I heard something
about it on the news.
Murder suicide,
years ago, whatever.
You need anything else, honey?
- No, thank you
for the breakfast.
- You're welcome.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- [Stacy] Kel.
- Stacy?
Stace, where are you?
- No, I can't tell you.
- Seriously?
No, where did you go?
Okay, you are not just a rent
check, you are also a friend.
- Look, I'm gonna
be a few days, just,
maybe a week, I'm not sure.
Can you just feed Misty for me?
- Don't worry, I'll feed your
dog, but what is going on?
- No questions, please.
Okay, I just need a
few days to think,
and I'll call you, I promise.
- (sighs) I am worried
about you, Stacy, okay?
And so is your boyfriend,
who has been calling
nonstop, by the way.
He has no idea where
you are either,
you should really
give him a call.
- Don't talk to Brad.
- [Kelly] What, why?
He's your boyfriend.
- Just please don't, okay?
I just need a few days
to myself, just me time.
- Okay, just...
Will you tell me where
you're going at least,
so I'm not worried?
- A cabin in the mountains.
It's my uncle's old place.
- Oh, up at Big Bear?
Well, at least it's pretty.
- No, not Big Bear, this
place called Mount Falls.
- [Kelly] Where
the fuck is that?
- San Bernardino.
- Oh, in the sticks?
- Look, I gotta go, can
you just feed Misty?
- What, wait, wait, what
am I supposed to tell Brad?
- Okay.
- Stacy!
(dramatic music)
(birds tweet)
- [Woman] There you
are, Detective Black.
- Thank you.
- Hey, man, what's up?
- [Detective] Oh, you need to
watch those calories, old man.
- Yeah, well you need to
watch your mouth, young 'un.
Respect your elders.
- Uh, I'm sorry sir, I...
- I'm just messing
with you, kid.
- Black.
Yeah?
- Can I see you
when you got a minute?
- Sure, Cap.
(phone rings)
- So what's up, what are
you doing this weekend?
- Hello?
- [Peter] Detective Black?
- [Black] Yes.
- [Peter] Yeah, this
is Peter Richards.
The one that lives in the
trailer home outside town.
- Okay?
- [Peter] You gave me
your business card?
- Could I ask you what
this is in reference to?
- [Peter] Listen, the
trailer home I live in
is the same one that girl
and her babies went missing.
You were here five years
ago asking questions,
I kept your card.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I remember you.
How are you?
- Good.
- You're gonna be missed.
- [Peter] Listen, I was
replacing the wiring
underneath my porch yesterday,
and I think I may
have found something.
- Something?
- Yeah, something.
Items, belonged to that girl.
Has to be, 'cause it ain't mine.
You wanna come see them?
- Listen, can I talk
to you tomorrow?
I'm kinda in the middle
of something right now,
let me get your number.
Hey Cap.
- Hey, have a seat.
(door closes)
So...
(Black grunts)
What, 25, 27 years?
- 35 years.
- 35 fucking years.
So, now that you've
got all this freedom,
what are you gonna do?
- I dunno, fishing?
I haven't figured it out yet.
- I love to fish.
All that fresh air.
Don't have to deal with the
daily bullshit, you know?
Here we go.
Here's to you, my friend.
To a new life.
(Captain groans)
- You know, Cap, I was thinking
that maybe I should come back
and work with the old
retired detectives
on those cold cases.
- Why?
I mean, jeez, you haven't even
enjoyed your retirement yet,
you're already talking
about coming back to work?
Listen, take my
advice, all right?
I'd forget about
being a detective.
You're a civilian now,
do what civilians do.
You work in the yard, okay?
You go to the movies.
Golf, do some golfing.
But leave this
crazy life behind.
All right, I know that look.
What's the case, Black?
- The Becky Comfort case.
You know, missing
mother and children?
- Yeah, I know the case, Black.
And you know that there's
no evidence in that case.
- [Black] Well, that's true.
- What?
- You know, Becky
Comfort's sister,
Mrs. Meeker, came to
see me last month.
- Yeah, not that
crazy bitch again.
Listen, what did her psychic
have to tell her this time?
- Now granted, she's
persistent but, you know,
I've got to admit
that we didn't give it
the attention it deserved.
- What are you
trying to say, Black?
Wait a minute, you
wanna, you wanna continue
to work on that case?
Well you can't.
You're retired.
Okay, come on.
All right, look, we're friends.
I'm not trying to be an
asshole, but what is the point?
There were no
bodies in that case.
You need a body to make a case.
Jesus Christ, Black.
- You're the boss.
- I envy you, Black.
Wish I could retire.
Take a vacation, Black.
- You know I don't do vacations.
- I don't want to see you
snooping around this office
looking for detective work.
I'll have you shot on the spot.
I'll, hell, I'll do it myself.
Listen, you need to
turn in your badge
and your gun to personnel.
(foreboding music)
- So it, what, it
was a hit and run.
(detective chatters)
(tense music)
Good luck, Black.
- Same to you, kid.
(ethereal ethnic music)
- What is this shit
we are listening to?
I had the worst day.
My boss is such a bitch.
Chris!
Are you listening to me?
- Kel, you gotta read this.
This is something
special, this is...
- [Kelly] Babe, you
know I hate books.
- No, I think that you would
learn a lot about yourself.
This is like, there's
this whole system,
you know, for, for stimulation,
and, and you need more
stimulation, I gotta be honest.
Because the reality TV,
I think it's rotting
your brain a little bit.
- I'm worried about Stacy.
You know, she didn't
sound like herself at all.
Why doesn't anybody
open up to me?
- Well, maybe because
you're a drama queen, baby,
and you kinda blow little
things out of proportion.
- You know what, fuck you.
- I love you too, sweetie.
(doorbell chimes)
I can do this.
- Oh, no, by all
means, let me get it.
- What?
- Nothing.
Just read your fucking book.
Hi.
- Hi.
- Brad, hey!
- Is, uh...
Is Stacy here?
- [Kelly] No.
Come on in.
- Hey man, what up?
- What's up, bro?
- Wow, I haven't seen you
in a while.
- Where is she?
- Um, she is on vacation.
- Vacation?
- Yep. (chuckles)
- She went on vacation
and left this dog?
She wouldn't go anywhere
without this dog.
- She told me to
take care of her.
- I gotta find her.
Where'd she go?
- I promised I wouldn't tell.
- I see.
- Dude, are you crying?
Cause you know you're
not supposed to puss out
in front of a chick.
- Chris, shut up!
- Well, he's crying.
- It's, come here, come
here, come here, come here.
It's okay.
(sighs)
- Okay, hey man, don't
get too comfortable.
That's my girlfriend
that you're hugging.
- I'm sorry, it's just...
We had a little
disagreement last night,
and I wanted to come over
and smooth things out.
Guess she doesn't
want to see me.
- I'm sorry.
- [Brad] Sorry to ruin your
afternoon, I'll go now.
- See ya.
- [Kelly] Wait.
I know where she is.
- Really, you do?
- Yeah, well, I know the area.
- Where, I'll go
and surprise her.
- She is in a small
town called Mount Falls,
somewhere in San Bernardino?
- Thank you.
- Wait, Brad, I want
to come with you.
- Why?
- Yeah, why?
- Because she's a friend
and I'm worried about her.
Plus, I am gonna get in so
much trouble for telling you,
so I'm gonna have
to defuse that bomb
before she gets back
to the apartment, so...
- I think we need
some time alone.
- Oh, I'll give you
guys your space, I just,
I wanna be there, you
know, for moral support.
- Bullshit, you
just wanna be nosy.
- Again, shut the
fuck up, Chris.
- Just saying.
- I mean, is there
any reason why
you wouldn't want
me to be there?
- Grab your coat.
- Okay, I'll go pack my things.
- Um, excuse me, sorry.
What about the, the dog?
- I will take her down
the street to Ms. Dover's.
She's got like 10 dogs,
shouldn't be a problem.
Good?
- You get packed, I'll
wait for you in the car.
- Okay.
Okay, come on, Chris,
help me pack some things.
- (chuckles) Help you pack?
Help me pack, 'cause
I'm coming too.
- [Kelly] Why?
- 'Cause I'm not leaving you
in a car with Brad Pitt there.
- Are you serious?
I'm just going to help a friend.
- Yeah, I don't care, okay?
Look at him.
Left alone, long enough, I'd
probably try to fuck him, Kel.
(serene guitar music)
- Whatever, hurry up.
Amazing how one person
can hurt his self
Even though the pain is
so familiar, and you know
(phone rings)
It's just the same old
Same old
(upbeat pop music)
(police radio chatters)
(upbeat pop music)
- Hi.
- [Stacy] Hi.
- So where you headed
to, young lady?
- Um, my uncle's cabin.
Why, did I break the law?
- Oh, no, not exactly.
- All right, then.
- [Officer] Which cabin?
- It's none of your business.
- Can I see your
license, please?
- I can't believe this.
- You know, no one should
be alone in these parts.
- Really?
I mean, I'm just going
to my uncle's cabin.
- [Officer] What's
your uncle's name?
- Stanley Dovic.
- Dovic cabin?
Why do you wanna go there?
- Call it a vacation.
- [Officer] Well, you
know we've had some issues
with people disappearing
in these parts.
- That sucks.
- Hikers and such, just
lost people in the woods.
Well, some people say
these parts may be haunted.
- Thanks for the warning.
I'll be okay.
- You going alone?
- I think so.
- I mean, are you meeting
anybody at the cabin?
A boyfriend?
- Yeah, meeting my boyfriend.
- [Officer] Okay,
just want to make sure
pretty girl like
you is protected.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
You be careful up
there, little girl.
- I will.
Old man.
- There it is.
Now I didn't touch anything.
I know, I watch all those crime
drama investigative shows.
You know, they normally
finish up those shows
in about an hour.
How long you been
working on this?
(foreboding music)
(chuckles)
And why you suppose
she hid it in there?
- [Black] She probably didn't
want her mother to see it.
- [Peter] Her mother?
- Yeah, she was coming
over at three o'clock
to babysit the twins
while Becky went shopping.
- [Peter] What happened,
she's a no-show?
- No.
By the time she got here,
Becky had already gone missing.
You mind if I keep
this box for evidence?
- Oh hell, I don't care, I'm
cleaning out down there anyway.
- Great.
- You sure that's
all you need?
- Well, if you find anything
else, give me a call,
you got my number.
- All right, if you need any
extra help, I'm always here.
- Nah, that's all right.
Thanks very much.
- All right, take
care, keep me in mind.
(eerie music)
- Hey!
(babies coo)
- You're home.
You've been gone all day.
- I know.
Guess what I've got for you.
Ta-da!
- Babies?
Where did you get them?
Never mind about that,
now, no big deal.
- [Claudia] Where, Mike?
- They fell off a truck.
- Mike.
(lighter clicks)
You can't smoke in
front of babies.
- Look, bitch, I'm a man,
I can do whatever the
fuck I want, all right?
- What do we do with them?
- Well, I figured we'd keep
one and sell the other.
- What?
- There's money
in, in that shit.
- No!
You can't do that.
- Why not?
- You can't separate
twins, it's bad luck.
- Bullshit, I need
the extra cash.
Bullshit.
- You have $500 in your wallet.
With all that money--
- Shut the fuck up.
Shut up, the money
is my business!
Damn it.
(whimpers)
(baby coos)
Look at me.
The things I do for you.
We don't need anyone else now.
Just the four of us.
You must feel like a queen
right about now, huh?
- Hi.
- What do you say?
What do you say?
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
(Mike chuckles)
- Do these babies belong
to one of your sluts?
(Mike grunts)
- Maybe, maybe not,
does it matter?
Come on now, just shut up
and enjoy these little brats.
- When I said I wanted babies,
I meant I wanted us
to have them together.
- Well, it got a little late
in the game there, girl, okay?
A little late, and my dick
is for fucking not breeding.
- I always wanted a baby.
Never thought I'd get
two at the same time.
- Well, just think
of it as a, you know,
a Christmas bonus, or
me being nice twice.
- [Claudia] I hope she don't
come around and make trouble.
It's a small town, people talk.
- You're right though, people
will talk, those fuckers.
Luckily, we got ways to
make them shut the fuck up.
- What are you gonna do, Mike?
- The best thing to do
is stay on the safe side.
That means these two will
never leave the house, okay?
It's best if they
stay in the basement.
Got it?
- Sure.
- Okay, I'm gonna get
me some shut-eye now.
(Claudia shushes)
(gentle music)
Hush-a-bye baby
The angels are near
Smiling upon you
There is nothing to fear
Mommy's arms keep you warm
Don't you shed a tear
(ominous music)
- [Mike] I told you, those
brats need to keep quiet.
- (shushes) Hey, hey, hi.
- [Mike] Look at me.
I won't tolerate no
crying, Claudia, hurry up.
Hush-a-bye, baby
- [Mike] You don't
need to spoil them.
- (shushes) Okay,
everything's gonna be fine.
(shushes) Okay, you're
good, you're safe.
(foreboding music)
(lock clicks)
(gentle music)
- [Stacy] Running away.
I feel that here is hope for
the first time in a long while.
I feel like I can think
for the first time,
without people telling
me what to think.
Thoughts are constantly
coming to my mind.
The past seems so far away,
yet still somewhat present.
Should I go back or stay away?
Away from everyone
and everything.
I can't believe
I'm writing this.
(foreboding music)
Being back in my uncle's
cabin takes me back
to when I was a kid.
Away from my father.
Here's where I used to think
about the mother I never knew.
(owl hoots)
(tense music)
- [Girl] Mama?
Where did she go?
Mama?
(clattering)
- Who is that?
(tense music)
(serene piano music)
- [Black] How are
you, Mrs. Meeker?
- All right.
- I've got three names here.
Let's see if they
mean anything to you.
Matt Warren.
Mike Gillis.
Ken Bruce.
- No.
Is that all you got?
Three names?
- For now, yeah.
It's hard at first
when you have nothing,
but as I investigate,
I hope to find more
that'll lead us
down the right path.
- Nothing is the
appropriate word here.
That's all you and the
cops have done for years.
Nothing.
- Well, I think we
did the best we could,
based on the circumstances.
- Bullshit.
So you and your fellow
officers still think I'm crazy?
- Nobody said you were crazy.
- You didn't have to.
I saw how you looked at me
when I brought my
friend in to help.
She's a gifted psychic,
she knows things.
I have a missing,
probably dead, sister.
- No, your sister
probably skipped town,
because of her,
well, profession.
She was a known prostitute,
and it's hard to keep tabs
on those kind of people.
- So whores and children of
whores aren't worth finding?
- I didn't mean it that way.
- I know what you meant.
- Now look, I'm the
only one that thinks
there's any more to this case.
Everyone at the precinct
gave up on it years ago.
Now if you want my
help, I'll help you,
but I would appreciate not
being treated like your enemy.
So what's it gonna be?
- Find my sister and my nieces.
(melancholy music)
(phone rings)
(sighs)
- Hello?
- Hey, John.
How the hell are
you, you old goat?
- So, you're finally
one of us now.
So how do you like
retirement? (chuckles)
- I can take it or leave it.
Hey, bud, I got a
favor to ask you.
Could you look up
a few guys for me?
People of interest?
You ready?
- People of interest?
You mean like a real case?
Man, I haven't
done that in years.
Why don't you call
your old precinct?
- Eh, let's say I
wanna be discreet.
- Oh.
I don't think you
completely grasp the concept
of retirement, Black.
Okay, I, uh,
I still know some people
still on the force over there
that owe me a ton of favors.
Okay, what's the names?
- Matt Warren.
Mike Gillis.
Ken Bruce.
- All right.
I'll see what I can find.
- Yeah, thanks,
buddy, I owe you.
- Yeah, okay.
Take care.
(melancholy music)
(gentle music)
- [Stacy] What was it
that I saw last night?
It must be my nerves.
The park ranger warned me
about this place being haunted.
Was it a ghost or
just my imagination?
Has to be my nerves.
I need to deal with
Brad when I get back.
I wish I didn't
love him so much.
Love, if that's
what you call it.
Then when you cover your
bruises with make-up
and wear a scarf
around your neck,
everything looks all too normal.
Yesterday I looked in the mirror
and that was all I
saw, was just bruises.
And this time I didn't
want to cover them up.
I'm taking a really
good look at myself.
How could he?
I wanted to keep it.
Brad called it an accident,
I can never forgive
him for that.
(girl laughs)
- Come on!
(horn honks)
Move it!
(upbeat rock music)
- [Kelly] Wow, this
is a tiny town.
- [Brad] Fucking Mayberry.
- I like small towns.
Heart of America.
- You've never been
outside of the city.
- Yeah, I read about
them, Kel, in books,
and they seem nice.
- Okay, I have questions.
How long have you guys
actually been dating,
and why don't you ever
come to the house?
Stacy doesn't tell me anything.
- I like to remain mysterious.
- I like that.
- You know, you two
didn't have to come with.
I can handle my girlfriend.
- Handle her?
Okay, the only one who
can handle Stacy is Stacy.
- [Chris] Babe, let it go.
- No, I'm sorry, Brad, but
Stacy is a grown woman.
You don't handle shit.
- You're fighting a losing
battle on this one, dude.
Yeah, just tune her out,
and sometimes it goes away.
"It goes away?"
(scoffs) Oh, it'll be
going away for you, buddy.
You are not getting any tonight.
- Look, Stacy and I have been
going out for six years now.
We've had our ups and
downs like every couple.
I am the luckiest guy
to have a girl like her.
She should be lucky to have you.
It must be nice to have
a true friend like you
to stick up for her.
- I'm thirsty.
- There's a park ranger.
Maybe he can help us out.
- [Brad] Hey, excuse me.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I'm sorry
to bother you.
Actually, I'm kinda lost,
I'm looking for someone.
She might have stopped
here yesterday.
- She?
- Yeah.
You probably haven't seen
her, but long dark hair,
25 years old,
driving a gray sedan?
- Yeah, there was a girl.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, she, uh,
said she was heading up
to her uncle's cabin.
- Yeah, that's her.
- Oh.
You must be the boyfriend.
- Yeah, yeah, I
am the boyfriend.
(foreboding music)
(tense music)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(hiker gasps)
- [Hiker] Oh god, no!
(Hiker yelps)
(chuckles)
- You know, I talked to
Maggie Meeker the other day.
- Maggie Meeker?
- Yeah.
- That old bitch still around?
- Yeah, I gotta admit,
she is persistent.
- Persistent?
Try obsessed.
There's a thin line between
that and persistent.
- Look, what if it
was my family member?
Lost for years without a trace,
wouldn't you want
to know the truth?
- Yeah, but this is
not your story, Black.
(gentle lounge music)
- What happened to us, Burke?
We became cops to help people.
To right the wrongs
in the world, huh?
When did we become so jaded?
- The day I finally realized
that the system is crooked,
and good guys
always end up last.
- Yeah, well, I don't
wanna be the bad guy,
I wanna see what I can find.
What's that?
- That info you wanted.
- Oh shit, if the
captain finds out
I've been sniffing around
the Becky Comfort case,
he'll have a shit hemorrhage.
(Burke chuckles)
Where'd you find this?
- I got a friend
still on the force
over in Hander County there,
he checks criminal records.
- Well, what do you got?
- Ken Bruce, 39 years old,
five prior drug convictions,
married with 5 children.
Mike Gillis, assault
and battery in '79,
domestic abuse in '85.
- Model citizen.
(Burke chuckles)
- According to our records,
never had children,
never married.
- Matt Warren, 44 years old.
No criminal record,
no prior arrests.
Married, two kids, both boys.
- [Black] Choir boy.
- Do you know where
I found that photo?
- [Black] Where?
- Uh, a WWW dot,
face, tweety, uh,
dot com or something.
- [Black] Times
sure have changed.
(melancholy music)
- Thank you, honey.
That was a long time ago.
We were married at the time.
I was young, stupid, I'm
not proud of what I did.
My wife doesn't need
to know about this.
- Well, I guess now
we go see Mike Gillis.
- Oh, I don't think he'll
help us much, he's dead.
- What?
- Oh, I didn't tell you?
Oh yeah, he's been dead.
- Do you at least have his
last known place of residence?
- Oh yeah, it's a little
town called Mount Falls.
- Oh.
(foreboding music)
(fire crackles)
- [Cassie] What is he doing?
- Burning the bad mans again.
(ominous music)
(foreboding music)
I'm hungry!
(door opens)
- Good, huh?
- [Girls] Yes, Daddy.
- Hey, what did I say?
Don't call me daddy now.
There is no daddy, right?
- Where's Mommy?
Haven't seen Mommy
in a long time.
- (sighs) She had to go.
Didn't love us no more, didn't
love me anymore, and uh...
I thought you two
could make her stay,
but she said she was
gonna leave, and I,
see, I couldn't let that happen,
and this way, we can have
all have a piece of her.
I mean... I didn't
say to stop eating.
- I want Mommy.
- Too late, eat up.
Oh, come on.
Hey.
You two sit down and
finish your food.
- We're not hungry.
- Sit down.
And you, young lady,
you need to think
about your nourishment now.
Think about them poor
starving kids over there in,
uh, Africa, huh?
Think about them.
And it's not like you've never
not eaten somebody before.
Right?
Now, there is no mommy!
Sit down and finish your meal.
Listen to me, young lady,
I'm being serious now.
Do you want me to beat you?
Because I will beat you,
and then I will sell you.
- Sorry, Mike.
- You can't do this to us.
- Well, you know what would
happen if people could see you?
They would kill you
and then eat you,
because you're bad little girls!
All right?
Now, I'm the best friend
you will ever have,
and I would hate
to see anything,
anything bad happen
to either one of you,
but if you're against
me, I can't protect you.
Okay?
It's okay.
Now you be good girls and
finish your meal, okay?
Or you're gonna end
up like your mommy.
(birds chirp)
(dramatic music)
- Hey.
We got company.
Greetings.
- Hi.
Sorry, I didn't know anyone
was living up in these parts.
- Oh, well, we're
not really here.
Wink, wink.
- Here, but not there.
- We don't get many
visitors around here.
- Oh, well, I just
got here actually.
I'm staying a few miles
north, my uncle has a cabin.
- [Sal] Don't you just
love being with nature?
- I do.
- Oh, you should come
chill with us for a bit.
Have a drink of water.
Come, come.
- Take your bag off, you know?
Chill for a while.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Ever go to Burning Man?
- No, can't say that I have.
- Oh, we're going in August.
This'll be our sixth time?
You should totally go,
you'd love it.
- Here.
- Oh, no thanks.
- That's cool.
- Do you guys notice
anything strange
about the forest at all?
(laughs)
What, what's so funny?
- [Sal] Nothing, nothing.
- Well, the park ranger
said they were haunted.
I don't know.
- That's what they say.
- Some people say they hear
the voice of a little girl.
God bless her.
We wouldn't have
this operation here
if it wasn't for the ghost.
- Amen.
Whole town is just
scared shitless.
- So, the park ranger's
telling the truth?
- Old Phil?
Man, he's more chicken-shit
than the rest of them.
- Well, I heard this little
girl, like screaming,
"Where is my mommy?"
I swear.
- No shit?
- [Stacy] Yeah.
- Yeah, some people say
that some weird shit
did happen back in the day.
- Who says that,
and what happened?
- They say a guy
living in the woods
kept his daughter locked up,
never let her leave the house.
I also heard some people
say there were two girls.
It just depends on
who's telling the story.
(gentle rock music)
(groans)
- Hello Mike!
I never thought
I'd run into you.
How in the hell are things?
So, this is where you live, huh?
- Home sweet home.
Got a reason for
being here, Bill?
- Well, I'm afraid
I'm a little lost.
I was hunting and
took a wrong turn.
- Got some meat on
the grill, you hungry?
- No, I'm good, got it covered.
- You alone?
- [Bill] Just me, myself and I.
- I see.
- How's Claudia?
(foreboding music)
- [Mike] She's fine.
- I haven't seen you two
around the store in a while.
Murray says he hasn't
seen Claudia for years.
Was just asking about
her the other day.
- Uh-huh?
- Yeah.
- Murray ought to mind
his own fucking business.
- Nah, don't take it like that.
He was just curious why
he never sees you in
the store anymore.
- Well, don't need
the store no more.
Everything we need is
right here in nature.
- [Bill] I see.
- But if Murray needs
to know my business,
who am I to say he can't?
She left me.
- What?
- Claudia, she ran off
with my best friend.
- Ah man, I'm
sorry to hear that.
- Ain't that a
kick in the teeth?
Bitch broke my heart.
Broke my heart, and...
What can you, whores
will be whores.
What can you expect, you know?
I never known a woman to
treat a man right, right?
- Sure, that's right.
- What can you expect?
I mean, broads have been
treating me like shit
my whole life,
even my own mother.
My own mother.
Leave me alone with a stranger,
so she could go
off and get high.
- I'm sorry about that too.
- Cunt!
Fucking cunt.
- Wow.
I, I'm really sorry to
hear about that, Mike.
- Thanks, but, hey.
When life gives you
lemons, you make...
- Lemonade.
- That's right.
That's what I did.
I own this whole thing.
It's got everything I need.
You know, Bill?
I don't need no one.
- Except your kids, right?
(ominous music)
(Mike chuckles)
- My kids?
- Yeah.
Yeah, your kids, Murray said
that Claudia used to come
into the store and
buy kid's clothes.
Two of everything,
girls to be exact.
You got daughters, right?
Why, you know, you should
bring them over to my house.
We got a swimming pool, I betcha
the girls would love that.
(Mike sighs)
They were her kids, Bill,
from a previous marriage.
I never did get close to them,
so when she left me,
they were all gone.
- Oh, well, that answers why
we haven't seen Claudia
around, then, right?
- Hey, stay for dinner.
(tense music)
- Nah, I really better
get back into town.
If I don't get back
into town soon,
my missus will call out
a search party for me.
(chuckles nervously)
You take care.
(tense music)
See you around, Mike.
(truck engine revs)
(suspenseful music)
Hush-a-bye, baby,
angels around
(girls laugh)
Hush-a-bye, baby, angels
(girls laugh)
Hush-a-bye, baby, angels
(girls laugh)
- [Mike] Girls!
Hush-a-bye, baby
- [Mike] Quiet!
- You girls are no good.
Do you know what people
will do if they see you?
They will kill you, and
then they will eat you,
'cause you're bad little girls.
I'm the best friend you have.
Do you girls want
another beating?
(glass shatters)
(tense music)
Oh no.
(banging)
Hey!
Hey!
(girls cough)
No, no, no, no!
What'd you do?
Girls--
- Take the keys!
- Oh no--
- Lock the door!
- Hey.
(girls cough)
Hey, honey.
What, what's that, girls?
Hey.
(girls cough)
I hit my head...
(suspenseful music)
Girls?
It's hot in here.
Hey, Daddy needs help!
It's hot!
Girls, help me!
(girls scream)
- [Judy] But the only thing
certain, that guy was crazy.
He tormented anybody
that crossed him.
Oh, then I heard he shot
his wife and daughter.
- (sighs) Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah.
- Then he set the house
on fire, murder-suicide.
Some people say the
wife killed the family,
it just depends on
which story you hear.
- How long ago was this?
- 10 years.
- And the little girl's
spirit still roams the woods!
Woooo!
- Up until 10 years ago, the
area was a popular camping
and hunting area.
And it's the kind of tall tale
that keeps people
from poking around.
That's why we're here.
- Oh.
- Don't want nobody stumbling
upon our magic garden.
(Stacy chuckles)
Boo!
Does this scare you?
- No, it's a toy doll.
- Yeah, we have her just in case
we run into unwelcome visitors.
(chuckles)
Her name's Britney.
Hi.
- Well, what I saw was real,
and it scared the
shit out of me.
- I guess a lot of
people feel the same way.
- You guys don't believe me.
- Well, we've never seen
or heard a ghost girl,
and we've been up
here for a while.
(sighs)
- It's getting late, I gotta go.
But thank you so much for--
- Oh.
You should spend the night!
- [Stacy] No, I've already
put you guys out too much.
- We have an extra sleeping bag.
- Yeah, it's totally cool.
- No, it's no bother.
We like nice people.
Who wants to spend
the evening alone?
- Well, I wouldn't recommend it.
I mean, you lose the
sunlight and get lost,
there's no telling
where you'll end up.
See, just spend the
night here with us
and we'll help you get
back in the morning.
- Yeah.
- Hm?
- Okay, sure.
- Mm, all rightie.
- All right.
Yeah.
We need to,
we need to, we need to...
Food, make food.
- Yeah, we're gonna make
some food in a bit and, um...
- [Sal] Hungry?
(foreboding music)
- [Girl] Where's Mommy?
They're coming to get me.
I see the mean mans.
They will hurt me.
I'm scared.
(Stacy gasps)
- Judy, Judy, Judy?
Did you hear that?
- [Judy] What, what is it?
- [Stacy] I heard the voices.
- Sal!
Stop with the practical jokes!
Don't scare our guest!
You're all right, it
was just a bad dream.
(melancholy music)
- And I'm gaining
experience, and soon,
level 38 here I come.
The whole, you know--
- You're a geek.
- [Chris] It's amazing.
- [Kelly] Hey!
- What the hell
are you doing here?
- We're having breakfast, silly.
Want some?
- You brought Brad?
- Hi Stacy.
- Kel, I told you I
wanted to be alone.
- Hi baby.
- Why are you all here?
- We were worried about you.
- Yeah.
I couldn't sleep until
I knew you were okay.
- Okay, no offense, um, I'd
like you all to leave, please.
- [Kelly] Come on,
you don't mean that.
- Come on.
We came all the way
up here to see you.
I wouldn't be here if I
didn't care about you.
- Chris!
- Shit, I'm sorry.
- Hey man, let me
help you with that.
- Thank you, Brad.
Stacy, are you okay?
- [Stacy] Yeah.
- Oh my God, what happened?
Stacy!
(door closes)
(ominous music)
- [Kent] There
you go, Detective.
- [Black] Thank you.
- That was some fire.
(phone rings)
Hey Sheriff, how are you?
- Hey, look at this.
- Oh, fine.
- There's a tricycle
in the rubble.
- Yeah, I have two
detectives from Beaumont.
Well, they're
looking at the photos
from the Gillis burn site.
- I don't believe it.
- I know.
- Oh?
Okay.
Yeah, yeah, Sheriff.
Sorry, Detectives, I'm gonna
have to take these photos back.
- Why?
- Sheriff's orders.
(phone rings)
(solemn music)
- You'd think they'd have
cleaned this place up by now.
- Police has covered this
area many times, Black.
What do you expect to find now?
- I'm not sure.
- Then why are we here?
- Just 35 years of experience.
- Find anything?
(Black grunts)
Huh.
That's odd.
(foreboding music)
Somewhat fresh.
- [Black] Oh Christ!
- What'd you find?
- We gotta get the
sheriff up here.
- [Sheriff] Well, that's
a skull, all right.
- [Burke] Yep, that
would be a skull.
- I don't appreciate sarcasm.
So you're a detective?
- Was a detective, retired now.
Him too.
- What city?
- Beaumont.
- Why in the hell'd you
come up to Mount Falls
just to dig up skulls?
- Just following a lead.
- My men need to
have a look at this.
We need to find out
who this belongs to.
- Well, I think it's
connected to a disappearance
of a mother and her
twin daughters back
in Beaumont in '92.
The Becky Comfort Case.
- Never heard of it.
- It was all over the media.
- Well, I never heard of it.
Now we can take it from here.
And since you two are retired,
why don't you have
the Beaumont Police
call me tomorrow morning?
Just not too early, though,
'cause I got plans tonight.
Me and the wife got big plans.
- You have plans?
- Needs to be tonight.
Since the grave
has been exposed,
animals could drag away
the rest of the remains.
- All right, I suppose you,
I suppose you want credit
for this skull, huh?
- [Black] I don't
care who gets credit.
- It, it must be
just a lost hiker.
- Well, nobody seems to know
what happened to Mike Gillis,
this could be him.
- Well, that's possible.
- Never can tell, Mike
Gillis may still be alive.
- Look, you guys ain't
even detectives no more.
My men can handle
this crime scene,
and I know how to
handle a crime scene!
(foreboding music)
- Jim, Jim, are you there?
Jim, come in!
- Listen, I want you to
go down to San Bernardino
and ask for Detective Merck.
Get him up here, have
him bring a couple men.
Quietly.
- Okay.
- [Sheriff] Now, I said.
(eerie music)
(ominous music)
(Stacy gasps)
- It's over, Brad, okay?
Leave.
- No.
I know you don't mean that.
- No, there's nothing you can
say, nothing that you can do.
Just please leave me alone.
- Oh, what?
Just listen to me, Stacy, okay?
- To what, more of
your bullshit lies?
Your promises?
- Come on, don't...
Don't do this to me, okay?
Don't...
Don't do this to us.
- There is no more us, okay?
Just, please...
Just move on, okay?
- Let's just talk when
you've settled down, okay?
You know we're meant to be.
(melancholy music)
- [Girl] Mommy.
- Okay, I'll leave.
You win.
But before I go, just answer
this question honestly, okay?
Do you still love me?
- I do, and I can't
love you anymore.
Because love is not
about feeling worthless.
That's how you make me feel.
No, no.
It's not gonna work.
- Why do you have
to be so difficult?
- [Stacy] It's over, Brad.
- After everything
I've done for you?
- [Stacy] Please, please--
- You just wanted a free
ride, didn't you, huh?
- Go...
- Why do you hurt me so?
- Leave me alone, please.
(tense music)
- You blame it on me?
You wanted the baby!
It wasn't action,
it wasn't my fault.
I know you still love me.
- [Stacy] No, no, Brad!
No, Brad!
- You're mine, you
always will be mine.
- Please leave me alone.
- [Girl] I found you, Mommy.
- I know you still love me.
- Kill him, Mommy.
- My, my head...
The voices--
- Kill him, Mommy.
- What?
- [Girl] Kill him, Mommy.
- You hear that?
- [Brad] What's the
matter with you, huh?
- This place is haunted.
- Haunted, huh?
Don't be fucking stupid!
- [Kelly] Stacy?
What is going on, Stacy?
Oh my god!
Stacy, wake up, wake up.
Chris!
Stacy, wake up,
wake up, wake up.
Oh my god, oh my god.
(foreboding music)
- Why do I keep doing that?
Haunted, how funny.
Haunted, that's right.
- [Girl] Why do you hurt Mommy?
- What the...
- [Girl] You're not going
to hurt Mommy anymore.
(suspenseful music)
You're not going to
hurt Mommy anymore.
- Quit fucking around, guys!
- [Girl] Why do you hurt Mommy?
You're not going to
hurt Mommy anymore.
You are a bad daddy.
(girls giggle)
(suspenseful music)
- Here.
- I'm going out of my mind.
- That bastard's gonna
pay for what he did.
The fucker's dead.
- I just keep hearing noises,
it's like I'm going insane.
- Noises, what kind of
noises are you hearing?
- I just keep hearing this,
this little girl
calling out to me, like,
like I'm her mother.
(Chris chuckles)
- I'm sorry, you
were being serious.
- What's happening?
- It's just stress, baby, okay?
With Brad and all the other
crazy stuff that's going on.
You know, stress
can drive you crazy.
You were right to come up here.
You just, you need a
little peace and quiet.
- How am I supposed
to get peace and quiet
when I just keep hearing this
crazy kid every two seconds?
- [Kelly] Okay, you know what?
Mama Kelly is on the job.
- What?
- Yep.
You need to get some sleep.
Come on, get under.
(melancholy music)
Now just sleep, okay?
(suspenseful music)
- [Girl] Kill him, Mommy.
He has been bad.
- [Stacy] Brad!
- Chill, it's all right!
(Stacy whimpers)
It's okay, calm down.
Calm down, it's not your fault.
You were just dreaming.
You were just dreaming.
Okay?
Lay back down.
Just dreaming.
Okay?
Just calm down.
(solemn music)
- [Kent] I can't believe
we didn't find this before.
- I want you two to
be quiet about this.
- But Sheriff--
- We are gonna do this my way,
and I don't want a
panic on our hands.
Now you two do your
normal rounds tonight,
but if you see any more of
this crazy shit, you call me.
- All right, sure
thing, Sheriff.
(footsteps approach)
(foreboding music)
- [Stacy] I saw you!
Come back here!
- [Kelly] What's wrong?
- I saw, I saw the little girl.
We gotta, we gotta go.
- [Kelly] Wait, where we going?
- [Chris] What are you
guys, what are you doing?
- [Kelly] Stacy, hold on!
- Come on, she went
over here, I think.
- Okay.
Sure, we'll follow her this way.
Stacy, I thought you
told Brad to leave.
- [Stacy] I did.
- Okay, well that explains it.
He was the one that knocked
on the, on the window,
so can we please go inside now?
- [Stacy] It wasn't him.
It was a girl.
- Yeah.
- Come on, let's...
I mean, I know she's here.
Can we just look a
little further, please?
- Yeah, that's a good idea.
Let's just go deeper
in the woods, Kel.
- Chris, come on.
- Really?
This is a good idea, this
is a really good idea.
(tense music)
(suspenseful music)
(Judy gasps)
- Boo!
- Ass.
Where were you?
- [Sal] Just messing around.
- [Judy] It still looks fake.
- Really?
Some people don't think so.
I happen to think it
looks pretty fucking good.
- The doll's fine, just
don't mess around with it.
Hey, I need a break.
Can you take over?
- Yeah.
Now you stay here
while I do this, okay.
(unsettling music)
(Sal groans)
- Sal?
Sal?
Sal.
Sal.
Sal.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Sal?
(foreboding music)
Sal?
Is that...
Is that you?
(whimpers)
(suspenseful music)
(Judy screams)
(tense music)
- [Kent] Why are we the
only ones out here now?
- [Jim] You got me.
- What is all this stuff?
- Looks like some
sort of campsite.
- [Kent] Campsite.
Yeah.
- [Jim] Oh man, there's
some weird stuff here, Kent.
- Jim, careful.
- Oh my god.
- [Kent] Jesus.
(foreboding music)
- Uh, Wendy?
(smooth R&B music)
- Well, what is it,
did you see something?
- No.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- When are you leaving?
- Uh, soon.
I wanna go check on a
girl and her boyfriend
at the Dovic cabin.
(phone rings)
- Hold on, I got another call.
Hello?
- Hey girl.
- Hey.
- Whoa, what happened?
- [Judy] Someone
killed my boyfriend!
- Oh my god, Wendy, Wendy,
we need help up here!
It's okay, okay.
- You know, I'm just
waiting on Phil.
- Phil, what's going on?
- Yeah.
- Wendy!
- He's always looking
for something.
- Wendy!
- Mm-hm, yeah.
- What the hell? (yelps)
- I know.
(Phil screams)
- I know.
(Phil groans)
(Judy screams)
- Hold on a second.
Hey, did you leave yet,
we're not gonna wait forever.
(Phil groans)
Are you there?
Phil!
Phil!
(tense music)
- Oh, do you, oh,
what is that smell?
- That's nasty.
- Oh.
- Oh my god.
- What is this fucking--
- [Kelly] Chris, we
don't have Stacy!
- [Chris] What do
you want me to do?
- What do you mean, what do we,
we're in the middle of
the woods, we don't have--
- (shushes) Quiet down!
We need to leave, okay, we
need to get out of here.
This is not...
This is not, no, no.
We need to go.
- Stacy?
- Shit.
- Now we can't
fucking see, Chris.
- I told you to, god...
- Babe?
- Do you hear that?
- Babe, is that...
- Would you stop
dragging me, I can't see.
- Stacy?
- I think I got, wait.
- Babe.
- There we go.
- What?
- Oh my god!
Oh god!
- Oh my god.
(suspenseful music)
- Stacy, no, don't you look.
(Stacy screams)
- [Dispatcher] Wendy, you left
your post, what's going on?
- [Wendy] Something is not
right, I'm checking on Phil.
(Kelly gasps)
- Can we just, can we
just stop for a second?
Where the fuck are we going?
- I don't know, okay?
I think we're lost.
- Great.
- Chris, run!
- No, we gotta analyze this,
this is not gonna work!
(tense music)
- [Wendy] Phil!
No.
- [Kelly] Chris, I don't care,
just go knock on the door
and see if they can help us.
- [Stacy] Hippies,
the hippies live here.
- The what?
Oh great, this is fantastic.
Bunch of stoners are
gonna help us out.
- What're we gonna do?
I don't know how to get back.
- We need to get
the hell out of here, okay?
Your friend is just,
she's losing it.
(foreboding music)
- I found you, Mommy.
Hug, you could
have been my mommy.
Hug.
I could have been your daughter.
(tense music)
- [Kelly] What has
happened, what happened?
- [Chris] What did you
see, is anybody in there?
- Babe, are you okay?
Okay, Chris, she is
going into shock.
We gotta get out of here.
- [Chris] I get it, hello?
- Okay, take a deep breath.
Deep breath, okay?
- Stacy, what did you see?
- Little girl.
- See who?
- What little girl, I
didn't see a little girl,
it's an empty house.
- Stacy, there is
no little girl.
- [Chris] There's
nobody in there, Kel.
There's nobody in there,
she's flipping out, look.
- [Kelly] Okay,
stop yelling at us!
- I'm sorry, I'm just, you know,
your friend has obviously
checked out here!
Look, there's a
phone at the house.
- We're gonna call the police,
all right?
- Let's just get out of here.
This is freaking me out.
Let's go, come on, come on.
- [Kelly] You think
this is the right way?
(foreboding music)
(knocking)
- We're closed.
- I'm a detective, I'd like
to ask you a few questions.
- [Murray] How can I help you?
- Thanks for letting me in, I
know it's after closing time,
but I won't take too
much of your time.
I'm Detective Black
from Beaumont,
and I'm investigating
the disappearance
of a woman and
her two daughters.
You wouldn't happen to know
a Mike Gillis, would you?
- Oh, Mike Gillis,
that son of a bitch?
- Well, I've asked
around about him,
and nobody seems
to know about him.
Even the sheriff
doesn't know about it.
- Oh, he knows.
Everybody knows.
They just don't want
to talk about it.
I knew his wife, too.
- His wife?
- Yeah, she used to come
in here all the time.
Make those strange purchases.
I knew she wasn't pregnant.
- What strange purchases?
- Well, like two of everything.
Two bottles, two sets of
clothes, like for twins.
I remember her distinctly.
She was a kind of a homely
girl, but extremely polite.
And then she stopped coming in.
Soon after that, he was gone.
- Can you tell me anything
more about this Mike Gillis?
- Well, not too much, he
was kinda closed-mouthed
and kept to himself.
Except when his
house burnt down,
then he was the
talk of the town,
but for all the wrong reasons.
When Claudia disappeared,
he went up in the mountains
and never came to town again.
Well, some people thought he
might've murdered Claudia.
- If you knew all of this,
why didn't you call
the authorities?
- Well, I just didn't
want to get too involved--
- Murray, Murray!
We got a problem, I need ammo.
- [Officer] I can't
believe Phil's dead.
- [Wendy] The last
thing Phil said
was that there were
people at the Dovic cabin.
- [Black] But you did say
the police are on their way?
- [Officer] Yeah, but it's
gonna take them a while,
they're in another county.
- [Black] Hurry!
(tense music)
(suspenseful music)
- [Kelly] Chris!
- [Chris] Told you
this was a bad idea.
Wait for me, Jesus.
- Okay, Chris, you need to
lock all the doors and stuff.
I'm taking Stacy into
the bedroom, okay?
- All right, yeah,
I gotta call 911.
We gotta get the
fuck out of here!
Jeez, fuck.
Okay, all right, okay.
(phone beeps)
You fucking piece of shit.
Come on, come on.
There's no dial tone.
There's no dial tone!
- You don't understand.
I didn't mean to kill her.
I didn't--
- Kill who?
- I wanted children,
but I didn't...
(somber music)
I didn't mean to
do it, he made me!
She would've been
five, oh, my baby.
- What are you talking about?
- Kelly, where's Brad?
- Okay, everything's
gonna be okay, okay?
We're gonna get you
to the doctor, okay?
Stacy, did you leave
the window open?
(foreboding music)
- [Girl] Mommy?
- Who's there?
- Mommy?
- I'm not afraid of you!
Stop!
Stop messing with my mind!
- [Girl] Mommy.
(stairs creak)
Show yourself.
Now!
- [Girl] Mommy?
- No!
- I see you found your rag doll.
- Where are you going, Mommy?
Why are you trying
to take Mommy away?
Where are you taking Mommy?
(Judy yelps)
Mommy, the bad man's
gonna hurt you too?
We won't let him
hurt you anymore.
No one will hurt you ever again.
(Stacy screams)
(phone rings)
- [Operator] 911, what
is your emergency?
- Hello, hi, yeah.
There's someone butchering
people up here, okay?
So you--
(dial tone blares)
Hello?
What the fuck?
Kel, I don't have any service!
(foreboding music)
Fucking woods.
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
- Hello, 911,
what's your emergency?
- Kel?
Kel?
- Hello?
Can you hear me?
- Ah, fuck!
(dial tone blares)
Who the fuck are you?
No, no, no, no, you
don't want to do that.
Okay, just stay back, oh my!
There's two of you, you
look, what do you want?
I didn't do anything, okay?
I don't know what the
fuck's going on here.
I didn't do anything, all right?
Just please, please.
- [Operator] Hello, ma'am,
ma'am, are you all right?
- Hello, hello!
I'm in the Dovic house,
fucking Mount Falls, please!
These bitches are fucking me up!
Please send somebody, please!
She's trying to slice
me, please just stop.
Stop, wait, wait, wait, wait,
you don't want to, please.
Don't--
- [Operator] What's happening?
Are you there?
Hello, hello?
(tense music)
- Shit.
- Okay, you guys
check the cabin.
We'll go around back.
- [Kent] Sheriff's Department!
Aw, Jesus!
- [Jim] Ah, jeez.
Got another one.
Ken, we got a serious
problem on our hands.
- Oh my god.
- [Jim] The killer
could still be here,
let's go check out front.
Let's go!
- [Brad] I'm not
ready to have a child.
(Stacy groans)
Why would you do this
to someone you love, huh?
(tense music)
- [Stacy] No, Brad!
No, Brad!
(Stacy gasps)
- [Brad] I love you,
don't you see that?
You're always just thinking
about you, so selfish.
(Stacy yelps)
Why do you hurt me, Stacy?
I love you.
- [Stacy] No, Brad!
(cries) No!
No, Brad, no!
It's all my fault.
- [Girl] Mommy?
- [Stacy] It's all my fault.
- Mommy?
Mommy?
(Stacy hyperventilates)
(Brad grunts)
(Stacy screams)
(Stacy groans)
- No!
No.
I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean it, I'm sorry.
- [Girl] You killed me, why?
Why, Mommy?
- [Stacy] She would've been
five, she would've been five.
Oh, my baby.
(tense music)
- (shushes) You'll
wake my dolly.
- Don't move, let
me see your hands.
Hands!
Are you alone--
(Cassie shouts)
- Ken!
Hey, drop the gun!
Drop the gun!
(gun fires)
(Cassie screams)
- [Cassie] Sister?
Sister.
Wake up.
Wake up.
- Stacy?
(foreboding music)
- [Cassie] Sister?
Sister?
- [Kelly] Can you hear me?
- Sister.
- Stacy!
Stacy, get me out of here!
- [Cassie] Don't leave me.
Don't leave me, sister.
- [Kelly] Somebody
get me out of here!
Get me out of here!
Stacy?
- Sister?
- Get me out of here!
- Sister?
- Stacy!
- Sister?
- Can anybody hear me?
- Don't leave me.
- Hello?
- Don't leave me.
- [Kelly] Stacy?
Stacy!
- The bad mans
killed my sister.
- Let me out of here!
- Why, Mommy?
- [Kelly] Stacy!
- Come with me.
(foreboding music)
- Stacy!
Get me out of here!
Stacy?
Stacy, please, get
me out of here!
Stacy!
Get me out of here!
Stacy, can you hear me?
Stacy!
Stacy, I'm in here!
Get me out!
I'm in here, get me out!
(foreboding music)
Stacy, I'm in here!
Let me out!
Please let me out!
- She's still got a pulse.
- [Kelly] Hello?
- I think she's in shock though,
get an ambulance over here.
- Let me out of here!
- Bill, we need an ambulance
over at the Dovic cabin.
- Let me out!
- [Black] I see two women
running through the woods.
- [Kelly] Help,
get me out of here!
Oh, oh my god!
- [Wendy] It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
- What happened?
- It's okay.
- Oh my god.
Where's Stacy, I
need to find Stacy.
- [Wendy] She's okay,
she's okay, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all
right, it's all right.
It's all right.
- Oh my god.
You don't...
(tense music)
- This is my town,
and I want this cleared
up just as much as you do.
- Suit yourself, just
don't get in my way.
- Sir, the aunt and uncle
of Stacy Walker are here.
Press too.
- Christ, so soon?
- Small town, doesn't take much.
So, we're looking for two women?
- That's right,
Sergeant, here they are.
Let's go find them.
Know they're out here somewhere.
(heart monitor beeps)
- Hey there.
(suspenseful music)
(Cassie gasps)
(Cassie screams)
(doctors shout)
Sedative!
(nurse screams)
All right, just calm down.
She's out.
(heart monitor beeps)
- Did you find her, anything?
- We have a lot of people
looking for your niece, sir.
- Oh god.
Can't believe this
is happening to us.
- We'll find her, I promise.
- Detective Black, we
got another body up here.
(flies buzz)
- Now 17 years ago,
Maggie's sister Becky
and her sister's twin
daughters were abducted.
Now one of the girls
has been found,
but the question still looms,
where is the other twin?
I'll have more coming up.
(reporters chatter)
- You have her in the jail?
- We had a hard time
controlling her, she's wild.
- Well, we've got to
get her to a better,
more secure facility.
- [Sheriff] This is temporary.
She's gotta see
the judge tomorrow.
- You're talking about her
like she's some sort of animal.
She's a little girl,
she's a victim.
- This girl killed four
people that we know of.
Probably more.
She stabbed a nurse with a pen.
In the eye, no less.
- She's, she's just frightened,
that's all, that's all it is.
Let me take her
home, I can help her.
I can get her treatment.
- She is not an innocent
little girl anymore.
I believe the twins have
been living in the woods
all this time like wild animals.
They've become predators,
killing out of necessity.
Now granted, she is
the victim of abuse,
but she's also a
cold-hearted killer!
- She's gonna be okay,
because she has family now.
Please.
She's all I got
left of my sister.
- Could somebody get
these cameras out of here!
- At least let me see
her, Sheriff, please.
I haven't seen my
niece in 17 years.
She didn't ask for this,
this isn't her fault.
Please.
(Cassie screams)
(foreboding music)
- Sister!
Sister!
(Cassie screams incoherently)
(Cassie sings softly)
(officers chat)
(ominous music)
- Cassie.
Your name is Cassie.
- Mommy?
- No.
Maggie.
- Maggie.
- Aunt Maggie.
I'm your mommy's sister.
Everything's gonna be just fine.
Huh?
No one's gonna hurt you.
No, it's okay.
It's okay.
Do you like that?
That's a perfume by a
beautiful movie star.
Oh, she was gorgeous.
Just like you.
(camera shutter clicks)
It's okay, it's okay.
(Maggie screams)
(melancholy music)
- [Black] You know, it's
tough being a detective,
especially when you
have to give it up.
Guys like Burke can let go.
He went back to sipping cognac
and watching the Dodgers.
God, I envy that.
For me, the evidence is stacked.
One savage twin is locked
up in a mental institution,
but where is the other one?
Where is this Stacy Walker?
These questions will stay with
me until I find the answers,
and I will continue searching,
'cause that's what I do.
My wife used to kid
me all the time.
She called me a dog with a bone.
She was right.
- Rest, Mommy, rest here.
- What's your name?
What's your, what's
your sister's name?
- I love my sister always.
- I know.
So you live here?
- This is my home.
- You live in the woods, why?
- [Sister] Safe.
- Safe from who?
- Mans.
- You mean men.
What men?
- Bad mans.
They beat girls like me.
- Who beat you?
- Daddy.
(gentle music)
- Your father abused you?
My daddy did too.
And my boyfriend, he beats me.
- Me kill boyfriend.
- Kill who?
- The bad man that
was mean to you.
- You killed Brad?
No!
No, no, no, no, no.
I killed Brad.
Do you hear me?
(sister giggles)
Don't blame yourself
for that, okay?
- Brad. (giggles)
It's funny.
- You know, not all men are bad.
Just the ones you love.
- [Sister] Love.
- Mm-hm, yeah, love.
- Mommy loved me.
Sister loved me.
There's no one left to love me.
- I love you.
- [Sister] Mommy.
- I like it when
you call me mommy.
Come on.
(foreboding music)
(eerie music)