Harmony Falls (2022) Movie Script
(crowd chattering)
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(fireworks exploding)
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I'm so excited for cooking.
Oh, yeah.
I can't wait.
I hope we can use some
herbs, and some bottle-
Yeah, what about mushrooms?
[Woman] (gasps) You think we can find
some mushrooms today?
Oo, and some spice.
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Are you gonna make brownies
tonight or are you just gonna,
are you gonna - Mm, I want-
let me do like... I think I'm gonna
do brownies.
[Man] So, how do you want to do that?
Do you wanna go first or
do you want me to go first?
Mm, you go first.
Okay.
And then make the brownies...
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Hey, what is it?
Nothin'.
Is this where we found
those mushrooms last time?
Yeah, I think
chanterelles are in seasons.
[Woman] Oh, let's get
some of those for dinner.
- That'd be so good.
- That sounds so good.
I think I see some mushrooms.
Wait, really?
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Hey, so I think I got an
idea for dinner tonight.
[Woman] Really? What is it?
I'm thinkin' Italian.
[Woman] Yes, my favorite.
Yeah, I think if we find
like a variety of mushrooms,
we can like totally mix
it up with the dressings,
or the sauces.
What kinda sauces are you thinkin' about?
[Man] I'm thinkin' Alfredo.
Oh, that's awesome.
Can we make some garlic bread, too?
[Man] Oh, hell yeah.
Do you still have that
recipe from your mom?
Yes.
Whole cookbook.
[Man] Awesome.
Let's definitely use that.
[Woman] What if you made some chicken
and topped it with mushrooms?
That'd be good too.
(sighs) You know, I'm not havin'
any luck finding mushrooms over here.
Maybe we should move.
[Woman] Try over there?
Yeah, maybe over here.
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(food sizzling)
Wow, got enough wood?
This fire's not going out tonight.
[Man] What, are you scared of the dark?
Well, we're in bear country.
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Yeah, I don't know if
we got time to do that.
- Eventually.
- Yeah.
Well, maybe.
That'd be really cool.
Yeah. (Twig snaps)
You know, it's getting kinda late.
Do you think it's time to
turn in, maybe lay down?
Yeah, I'm good with that.
(pensive music) (twigs snapping)
Did you hear that?
Yeah, I did.
Hey, bear.
(footsteps approaching)
(creature snarling) (tent rustling)
(man screaming) (woman screaming)
[Man and Woman] Help!
Help, help, help!
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(seagulls squawking) (wind whistling)
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It's all gone to shit.
Every last bit of it.
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Nothin' left to do.
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Nothin' but put an end to the bullshit.
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(Ian sobbing softly)
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(phone vibrating)
Yeah?
Hey, this is Sheriff Bud
O'Brien out of Harmony Falls.
Am I speaking to a Mr. Ian?
Ian McDermott?
(alcohol sloshing)
Yeah, Dr. McDermott.
What...
I'm sorry, what do you want?
Didn't you and that Japanese fella find
an extinct fish awhile back?
Kinda made you famous for that sorta thing?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, "That Japanese fella"
you so eloquently referred to (laughs)
Is the world renowned Dr. Mitsuro Matsumoto
of the University of Nagasaki.
Yep, that's the fella.
And that fish is a black
finned coelacanth, prehistoric.
It was thought to be extinct until...
I'm sorry.
Who are you?
And who wants to know?
If I owe ya money, you're
gonna have to stand in line.
No, you don't owe me any money.
It's me who maybe wants to hire you
as an expert consultant
if you'd be willing.
We're up here at Harmony
Falls right on Mount St. Helens.
St. Helens?
(chuckles) Hire me?
What for?
(coughing) For how much, I mean?
I get two to 350 a day, plus expenses.
(throat clears) That's if
I'm interested and available.
For what exactly?
Says here in this
magazine I'm looking at,
you call yourself a cry-pto.
Crypto, crypto.
I'm a crypto zoologist.
I have degrees, I've studied extensively.
I've, I...
(sighs) Archeology, paleontology, biology,
and a PhD in zoology.
Well, Dr. McDermott,
let's just get to the point.
I've been dealing with a series
of investigations involving
disappearances of locals,
hikers, animals being mauled in ways that,
well, I've just never seen before.
Well, usually there's
perfectly logical explanations
for these things.
It's just the attacks, the marks,
the stories, crazy stories told by people
that I've known for years.
It just doesn't make sense.
One thing that I can tell you
is I'm adding zero and
the pressure's mounting.
See, Sheriff, if not the usual suspects,
what do you think is behind,
well, what's causin' all of your problems?
Well, I can't really rule out a bear,
cougar, pack of wild dogs.
I don't know.
I'm hoping once you get
up here poking around,
you'll able to find
something that we missed.
I just pray to God it's not
some lunatic psycho runnin' around here.
(smirks) You don't think you have some
sort of serial killer out there?
Nah, not in my town.
It's just... I'm on it.
That's fine.
I understand.
I can't guarantee that I'll come up
with anything more than
what you have already.
And regardless, no refunds.
All right, roger that.
We'll see you tomorrow.
Thank you.
(receiver clicks)
(Bud exhales)
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(engine rumbling)
Hello.
Hi.
Sheriff's Department said
that you were expecting me.
Oh, I have been.
Yes.
You have a spot right up here on the left.
Thank you very much.
(engine rumbling)
No problem.
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(door creaks)
(door closes)
You must be Ian.
Bud said to head on back.
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Ian, come on in.
It's okay if I call you Ian?
We're not really too
formal around these parts.
You must be the Sheriff O'Brien.
Yeah, Bud O'Brien, pleasure to meet ya.
Just call me Bud.
This here's my right hand and half my left,
Deputy Charlie Redtail.
You can just call him Charlie.
Deputy Redtail's fine.
[Bud] Well, Charlie here,
he thinks I've gone crazy
bringin' you on board with us.
(phone ringing)
All due respect, Mr. McDermott,
I think we could use FBI profilers
or professional trackers better
than we could use some
guy who chases cryptids.
Cryptids?
Someone's done their homework.
[Bud] Yeah, Charlie
here is an educated man.
That Special Forces?
Sheriff, you were a Green Beret.
Right outta Fort Bragg.
(phone ringing)
Did some time in
Afghanistan and before that,
he's the best football player
to ever come outta these hills.
We know our football.
Impressive.
Speakin' of football,
Jeremy's got a game today, Bud.
They're playin' Clammas,
so I should probably get outta here.
All right. Tell your boy
to give him hell for me.
Will do.
Mr. McDermott.
You folks take your
football pretty serious
around here, huh?
Also, looks like you're
one hell of a bowler.
Well, you know that song,
"Glory days, they'll pass you by."
[Ian] Yeah.
Don't I know it.
Well, Charlie's boy, he's
the hell of a quarterback.
Got a great arm.
Wants to play college ball,
but I think he's a bit too small.
He's only a junior,
so maybe he'll fill out.
We'll see.
Hey, what do you say
we go grab a bite to eat,
kinda go around over some of the stuff
that's goin' on around here?
What do you say?
[Ian] Yeah, sounds good.
All right, let's go ahead
and go out the back way.
(engine rumbling)
(band playing faintly)
(crowd whooping)
It's lookin' pretty lively in there.
You better take these
just in case you need 'em.
You carry escrima sticks in your car?
(band playing indistinctly)
(chairs clattering)
(bat thuds)
Get the hell back!
(band playing indistinctly) (men grunting)
(speech drowned out by music)
(men grunting)
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If you don't pull some Garth Brooks
or a Creedence outta
your here pretty quick,
we're gonna lose this
and my place is gonna be torn to shreds,
and you guys are done.
Come on guys, let's take a break.
(hands clapping)
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You know who he is, darlin'?
That their Sabian Supersonic Gray.
(sports announcers chattering)
(Sabian yells)
A rising star, a prize fighter,
in the world of mixed martial arts.
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Runs with a rough crowd.
Might prove to be the kid's undoing.
And that highly capable law man there,
I know who he is too, by reputation.
That there is Sheriff Bud O'Brien.
Practically a legend around here.
From what I heard,
he's a bit of a champion in his own rights.
Like I told ya, I'm a sportsman.
One might say a gambler by trade.
I come up here for the
fishin' now and then.
Well,
you hear stories.
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Now darlin', if the sheriff's
cannon remains holstered,
and these two go at it back home,
Vegas would have the
kid as the odds are in favor.
Me?
From what I've heard, if half of it's true,
I'd have my money on the Sheriff here.
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(Sabian exhaling) (nunchucks whacking)
(pensive music) (Sabian panting)
(Sabian grunting)
(kicks thudding)
[Man] Yeah, you guys are in trouble.
(Sabian grunting) (Bud grunting)
It's not worth it.
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Hey, listen up!
Everybody pay your bill.
[Crowd] What?
Come on!
[Bud] And damages.
- Seriously?
- What damages?
I'll arrest everybody.
What the hell, Bud?
We didn't start nothin'.
It was these damn
bikers that started the shit.
Like Bud said.
- Money on the bar.
- Bullshit!
Here's your fuckin' money.
Yeah, yeah.
Ah, yeah, greatly appreciated.
(patrons clamoring)
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(door creaking)
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(creature growling)
(Sabian gasping) (growling continues)
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Hey, Ken, would be okay
if we still got a bite to eat?
(chuckles) You're kiddin'?
Of course you can.
You really saved my ass tonight, Bud.
You have a seat and
it's on the house, but it...
I'll tell you what, Bud.
I like his hat, it'd be
on the house anyways.
I'ma get Gracie out here
and take your orders, all right?
- Hey, thanks.
- Thanks guys.
(light music)
Long day.
Monday.
That was some crazy out there, Bud.
We got ourselves a real
Walker Texas Ranger.
Just doin' my job, Gracie.
Hm.
What can I get for you guys?
I bet you'll be wantin'
some of Sally's meatloaf.
You know it.
How about you, Ian?
I'll have a whiskey cola.
And according to the sheriff,
I need to get the meatloaf.
All right.
I'll just have any light
beer you got on draft.
All right, I'll go grab
those guys for you.
All right, thank you.
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You gotta be kidding me.
What the fuck is that?
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(blinker ticking)
(twig snaps)
Anyone there?
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(creature growling)
Shit!
(footsteps retreating)
(Rob screams)
(creature munches)
That was some real "Rambo" shit.
After Afghanistan, I became
a hand-to-hand instructor.
Never leaves ya.
Whiskey cola for you and a beer for you.
- Thank you very much.
- And I'll have
those meatloafs right out.
All right, thank you.
(pensive music)
Let's cut to the chase.
I'd like you to go up to the
mountain with me tomorrow.
Well, that is why I'm here, right?
I wanna check out where the hikers
were last known to be seen.
Yeah, I was thinkin' about that.
It's gotta be a large bear, cougar.
You don't really think
it could be a murderer?
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Oh, what the hell?
Whoa, whoa!
God, man.
What have you gotten into?
There, sit down here.
Whoa.
(door closes)
Oh, Lord.
(pensive music)
All right, here's those
meatloaves for you guys.
Can I get you anything else?
Some steak sauce maybe?
[Ian] I'd love some hot sauce.
All right, I'll get that
- right out for ya.
- Can I get
a diet cola, please?
- Yeah, sure.
- All right. Hey, thanks.
Pepper sauce.
Good choice.
It's like mother's milk around here.
Lotta cages in these hills.
Mostly Native American and Frenchies.
Hm.
Well, except for their Sheriff, O'Brien.
Not exactly French.
Last I checked, wasn't
Native American either.
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Okay, Rob.
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It's Bigfoot, Doc!
It's Bigfoot.
(wolf howling)
[Bud] Hey Doc, is Rob okay?
I'm pullin' up to your place now.
(engine rumbling)
(Bud knocks)
Yeah, it's open.
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Hey, Doc.
Bud.
Ambulance is on its way.
They'll transport him to Woodland,
if he makes it that far.
From there, life flight into Portland,
Harborview Medical Center probably.
I dosed him heavy.
I didn't want him to flat
line from shock and the pain.
Loaded him up on antibiotics, too.
[Bud] What'd he say?
(sighs) A lotta things,
but it didn't really make any sense.
Said it was Bigfoot.
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Speaking of, this is Dr. Ian McDermott.
He's not a medical doctor, he's PhD.
He's here to help me to figure out
what's goin' on with all this shit.
Ian, call me Doc.
Everybody does.
Doc, do you have a tape measure,
ruler or somethin' like that?
Oh, I suppose I do.
Why?
Well, I just wanna take
some measurements.
I'm not gonna touch him.
I just wanna measure his wounds.
(pensive music)
Look at his neck and shoulder.
Looks like some kinda bite.
Yeah, lemme go see if I
can find that tape measure.
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When I was a post grad,
I got to work at the
Seattle Woodland Park Zoo.
Got to see all the biting prints
of every apex predator in the region.
It doesn't look like
anything I've ever seen.
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You know, my time I've
hunted just about everything.
I've seen it all.
This reminds me of one
hell of a large dog bite.
Those marks look like the
markings of a bear claw.
Hm.
I can only think of one
animal in all of North America
that's got a jaw structure,
and has a bite anything resembling this.
[Bud] I'm all ears.
Well, it's not right for a big cat,
and it's not a bear.
You said a large dog.
You might not be wrong.
One hell of a canid.
Canis lupus if I had to guess.
Oh, a wolf?
We haven't had a sighting
of a wolf around here
in probably 100 years.
Yeah, well, I'll do you one better.
I'd say it's an Alaskan timber wolf.
The largest subspecies of the gray wolf.
They've been known
to snap the femur in half
of an elk or a caribou with one bite.
Wow.
You think it could be
one of those wolf hybrids?
Someone takes it home, and can't handle it,
ends up takin' it out to the woods?
It'd be a lot easier than havin'
a serial killer around here.
Ian, here's that tape measure.
Had to tear my place apart to find that.
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[Ian] Hey Doc, you got a pen and paper?
[Doc Matthews] Yeah,
around here somewhere.
There you go.
Thanks.
Well, these claw marks,
if that's what they are,
could be a very large black bear.
(pensive music)
Well, let's get going.
I'll take you back to your rig.
You, me and Charlie are
headin' up to the caves tomorrow.
I think Doc's got this.
The ambulance is on the way.
I think Rob's gonna be fine.
He's pretty tough.
Yeah.
Doc, I'm sorry about your friend.
I wish that we could have
met under better circumstances.
Indeed, indeed.
Hey Doc, I'll get his rig
towed back to my place tonight.
Just lemme know what's
goin' on, I'd appreciate it.
Will do.
- Thanks, Bud.
- Okay.
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(gong clangs)
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Yeah, hey Ian.
I am on my way.
I will be there shortly.
Okay, thank you.
(car beeping)
Charlie's gonna meet us up at the caves,
last place those hikers were seen.
Closed down right now.
Closed down?
It a crime scene?
No, not as of yet.
There was a pretty good
earthquake a couple days ago.
The caves are unstable right now,
so we had to shut 'em down.
Nothin' like 1980, though.
(Ian laughs)
Yeah.
No, I'll never understand
why anybody would live next
to an active volcano.
Yeah.
Why does anybody wanna live by the beach?
Tsunamis?
(chuckles) No.
Why does anybody want
to live in the Midwest?
Tornadoes?
Can't live for what might happen.
I suppose not.
Livin' out here in the mountains,
hunting, fishing, fresh
air, lakes, pristine.
Love it.
Fair enough.
You know, I Googled you the other day.
Saw you had to bury your wife and daughter,
some asshole drunk driver.
(sighs) Yeah, it's been rough.
I try not to wear the ring anymore,
but it just doesn't feel right.
What about you?
I see you've got a ring.
Yeah.
Jan passed a few years ago.
Cervical cancer.
Sorry.
I...
Gosh, I don't...
I try not to wear my ring,
but it somehow finds its way
back on my finger every time.
So, I was thinkin' about the bar,
what happened last night.
You took a gamble not pulling your weapon.
Also, why no arrests?
I mean, you were assaulted.
Let me tell ya a secret.
Small town can probably accommodate two
or three perps, that's it.
How am I supposed to decide
which one to arrest
in a situation like that?
I don't know, set an example.
Maybe a bike gang leader.
Yeah, but say I arrest Chop,
bikers are gonna tear my town apart.
I arrest the bikers and the loggers both,
they're gonna tear each
other apart inside the jail.
Either way, it's not gonna turn out good.
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Hey.
You notice your girlfriend showed up?
Heard we won last night.
Jeremy kicked some ass.
Yeah, he played well.
But I'm more concerned with Robert.
What happened to him, Bud?
What's the play?
Charlie, you guys head
down to the small cave.
I think you mean the big cave.
No. Ms. Steward's
already set up at the big cave.
Once she sees that do not
cross tape, she's gonna be pissed.
I wanna throw her off.
All right, tracking.
We're gonna play a shell game with her.
You guys head down there
and make sure that she sees you.
Once she picks up stakes and follows you,
you guys double back.
All right, well, we're
gonna need some headlamps
and some flashlights,
so let's get 'em outta the truck.
Hey, I don't mean to
interrupt what you're doin',
but you gotta be outta
here tonight by dusk.
[Marsha] Okay.
Don't go anywhere near
the caves. Those are off limits.
[Marsha] Sure thing.
All right, thank you.
- Have a nice day.
- You as well.
(pensive music)
Screw that.
Stay till we're done?
- Yeah.
- Cool. Let's go.
Hey, if you guys were plannin'
on goin' through the caves,
State's got 'em closed off.
Sounds good.
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[Ian] Who else knows about this place?
[Charlie] My people have
known about it for generations.
It's been closed for a long time.
[Ian] Closed?
What opened it up?
Well, I'm guessing the same thing
that closed it in the first place.
Earthquakes.
Great.
You know how far back it goes?
Supposedly roughly three miles.
I'm not exactly sure, though.
(pensive music) (water dripping)
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Careful where you step.
Watch your head.
It's startin' to get a narrow in here.
Should we be wearing hard hats?
[Charlie] If this cave collapses,
hard hat's the last thing you're
gonna need to worry about.
Fair enough.
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Charlie?
[Charlie] Is that what I think it is?
[Ian] Bones.
[Charlie] Oh, shit.
[Ian] Some of 'em are real old.
[Charlie] Some not so old.
[Ian] Look at that.
[Charlie] Is that a bear claw?
Almost.
Weird.
It's like it came from an imposable thumb.
[Charlie] I don't wanna
hear any of that Bigfoot shit.
Look, we got baskets over here.
Shit, yeah, they're human bones.
Bud, we got a crime scene down here.
We're gonna need to cordon the area off.
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(engine rumbling)
So, who was that asshole in the truck?
Oh, that was Jean-Chastel
Gevaudan, some French name.
He sells firewood in the area.
Anyway, those two hikers we found today,
turns out they were Senator
Skip Warner's daughter
and son-in-law.
That's why the media's climbin' up my cave.
Sounds uncomfortable.
(chuckles) You have no idea.
Well, that claw that I found today,
can you have Jenny overnight it
to Helix Tech, Vancouver, B.C.?
I have a friend up there, Matt,
that can do a full DNA
spectrum analysis for me.
Yeah, no problem.
Whatever you need.
I have no idea if it has anything
to do with those missing hikers.
And whatever predators
set up a dent in those caves,
I don't know.
Might be pulling human remains
in from accidents in the woods.
[Bud] Hm.
Or maybe it is the accident.
(pensive music)
The media and our new
friend, Marsha Steward,
thinks you're a geologist.
Let's keep the human remains on a down low.
[Ian] What'd you say that
asshole's last name was again?
Gevaudan.
Why?
[Ian] I don't know, it
just sounds really familiar.
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(mellow music)
Those cops wouldn't have wanted us out
of the area today if they
weren't trying to hide something.
I mean, maybe, but I
called them last week
and there are earthquakes in the area.
I don't think that matters.
Did you see that guy
that was with the deputy
and the sheriff today?
[Tom] Yeah.
They said he was a geologist, right?
[Tom] Uh huh.
Mm mm.
Turns out he's a private investigator.
Okay.
What makes you think he's
gonna work or talk to you?
Well, I'm a delightful person.
Hey, thinks for asking.
Speak of the devil.
(mellow music)
[Bartender] What can I get for ya?
Need a whiskey cola,
and a steak, well done.
[Bartender] All right, I'll
have that right out for you.
Thanks.
Tom, in about one minute I'm gonna need
you stand up and call me a bitch.
I'm gonna do the sympathy card.
[Tom] Done.
I get the keys right?
Of course.
Like always.
All right.
All right, take care you dumb bitch.
Have fun bein' a diva in hell.
(scoffs) Fuck off.
(door creaks) (mellow music)
(Marsha exhales)
(crying) He's so rude all the time.
Oh my God, I'm so sorry.
It's just I... That's fine.
My shoes... Here.
I had a little too much to drink,
and I... Have a seat.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, sit down.
- Okay, hi.
- Hi.
You know, it's not every day
that a woman literally falls for me.
(laughs) You're funny.
Yeah.
You want somethin' to eat?
I just ordered.
No, I already ate with my...
Your camera man.
Mm hm.
Hm.
He just...
He doesn't believe what
we're doing here is anything real
and he thinks we should just pack up
and just go home and he's wrong.
And I just... To Seattle?
Yeah.
How is it you know where I'm from
and I know next to nothing about you.
Next to nothing?
Well, I have my sources.
Hm.
What do these sources say?
Well, you're not from
around here, obviously.
And you're some sort
of specialist investigating
the disappearances.
How am I doin'?
I don't know, Ms. Steward, KATW News 13.
Buy you a drink?
That'd be nice.
(pool ball whacks)
Mom won't be here till later,
but Dad could be any time.
So let's get out of here.
Where to?
How 'bout the falls?
I thought it'd be a very
beautiful place to go hang out.
I heard it might be a full
moon or something like that.
But your dad told you to
stay away from that area.
You know, it could be
(indistinct) on the prowl.
Or a crazy but thirsty madman.
Yeah, right.
Bring a flashlight, a knife.
I'll protect you.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go hop on my quad.
Okay, Romeo (giggles).
You know, I've actually
never been here before.
[Jeremy] You've never been here before?
- No.
- It's so damn beautiful.
It's just like you.
[Katie] Aw, thank you.
(water splashing)
[Jeremy] There's a cave
over there. Let's go check it out.
(pensive music) (water splashing)
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(creature growling)
(Katie screams)
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
(Katie screaming)
(Jeremy speaking indistinctly)
(growling continues) (pensive music)
(Katie gasping) (creature growling)
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[Katie] Oh my goodness, what was that?
(growling continues) (music continues)
(engine rumbling)
All right.
All right, Dave.
I got that water tank
dropped off Jill Lake.
I headed back to the yard.
(truck thuds)
Whoa, shit!
What the hell?
God damn!
No.
(engine rumbling)
What the hell?
[Jeremy] There's a truck,
there's a truck, let's get it.
[Katie] Get its attention!
- Please help!
- Please!
Please, help!
Please, stop!
Please, help!
(engine idling) (Jeremy panting)
Okay.
No, no, I'll be right there.
Does your deputy know?
Okay.
Okay, good.
Yeah, sure.
(pensive music)
I gotta go.
What's going on?
Is there a problem?
I don't know.
I gotta go.
Well, I mean, if you get
bored later, I'll be here.
Yeah.
Hey, cancel that steak.
This is on the Sheriff's Department.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
(pensive music)
(Marsha exhales)
(train horn blaring) (pensive music)
(Jeremy panting)
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Yeah, no Charlie, I
have Jeremy here with me.
He's banged up, but it's
really not as bad as it looks.
I'll get it cleaned up,
we'll put a few sutures,
wrap him up.
Nothin's broken.
He'll be fine.
(pensive music)
[Bud] Hey, how you doin'?
[Jeremy] Doin' okay.
Good, just take it slow.
Tell me what's goin' on.
Katie and me, we was up at the falls.
There's a cave there now.
[Bud] So I've heard.
Go on.
Whatever was in that
cave came right after us.
Did you get a good look at it?
What I saw, I'm not sure.
It was a bear, though I'm pretty-
No, it wasn't a bear!
It was a monster!
Why won't you listen to me?
- Hey, take a deep breath.
Just relax.
Just tell me what's goin' on.
I don't know.
It looked like, like a giant wolf.
I think I hit it straight
on just before I seen 'em.
It was big by the jolt.
Could've been a bear.
Hell, at first I figured it was an elk.
I don't know.
- So, you it?
- Yeah.
I wanna take a look at your truck.
[Truck Driver] All right.
I'm comin' with.
(pensive music)
The boy seems like a good kid.
Take it easy on him.
The boy's bike is just
before the turn to the falls.
Pretty much outta sight.
All right, thanks.
I'll take care of that in the morning.
I'll talk to Charlie, too.
(pensive music)
Holy shit.
The insurance guy's gonna love this.
Well, there's fur and there's blood.
One hell of a mess.
I'm gonna take a sample.
Can you hold this?
Sure.
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(bag rustling) (music continues)
[Bud] Looks like
someone's done that before.
Sounds like someone's
watched too much CSI.
Can you give this to Jenny
first thing in the morning?
Have her send it to the
same lab I sent the claws.
They'll get a hold of me as
soon as they have the results.
[Bud] Copy that.
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Shit.
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(creature growling)
(shot firing)
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(Marsha sighs)
I miss Seattle.
(keys jingling)
God.
(glass clinking)
Whole fuckin' thing is a joke.
(Marsha grunts)
I mean, the Sheriff won't talk to me,
which is fine because
then he gets his deputy
to turn his entire fuckin'
department against the news.
Asshole.
(pensive music)
There is that McDermott,
crypto-whatever-ologist.
He might work.
(music continues)
Hello?
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(glass thuds)
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Mountain hicks.
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(no audio)
(engine rumbling)
(horn honking)
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(Charlie yelling indistinctly)
Hey, Bud!
Shit!
(pensive music)
Bud!
Bud! Fuck!
Ian!
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(Ian vomiting)
(Ian coughing)
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Charlie?
Charlie?
Ian... Charlie, come here.
Ian... Look at that.
- We'll get to it.
- Look at those prints.
- We'll get to it.
- No, they're too big.
- Okay.
- They're too big to be-
Okay, hey, I need you - Charlie,
to go to the truck.
- Did you look at the...
That's not at all... Go to the truck,
turn the lights off, don't touch anything.
Go!
Go!
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Jenny, I found Bud.
Need you to call a coroner.
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(no audio)
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Ian, you want a drink?
Yeah.
Can I use your laptop?
[Charlie] Yeah.
[Ian] What's the password?
- St. Helen's.
- Helen's, of course,
You know, when I was at
the bar with Bud the other day,
I was thinkin', he was tellin'
me a lot about this area.
Of course, there's the Cowlitz tribe.
He was tellin' me all about the legends.
Most of 'em I already knew.
Sasquatch, for example.
They also have a legend
about shape shifters
often turning into wolves.
[Charlie] Yeah.
So when he said the French,
he said one particular word, Gevaudan.
Gevaudan is a province in France.
Most notable in my field
for some man eating wolves
that were hunted for over five years.
And one particular
hunter, critically injured,
took out the last of 'em.
His name,
Gevaudan.
A fella that lives above Harmony Falls.
Jean-Chastel... Gevaudan.
[Charlie] Yeah.
Jean-Chastel Gevaudan.
We're swerving
into crypto zoology
territory again, aren't we?
I believe what I believe or not believe,
and I believe that he
could be a lycanthrope.
I don't know what that is.
A lycanthrope, it's a mental disorder.
A person believes that they are a werewolf.
They act like a werewolf.
They commit violence like a werewolf.
[Charlie] Like a copycat killer.
Exactly.
So, if he's a copycat, Jean-Chastel...
Well, he's a person of interest.
And I don't think we can
skip checkin' him out, so.
Yeah.
Well, there's one thing.
You're not gonna like it.
[Charlie] What?
I want some silver.
Ian, if you're even halfway right
about what's goin' on
and a man like Chastel
is responsible for Bud,
we're gonna need some heavy artillery.
(Ian grunts)
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Superstition's not my thing, Ian.
Regardless, bullets are gonna
kill it one way or the other,
so I got some stuff here at the store.
I'm gonna pick it up.
We'll head to old Charbonneau's,
and see what he can make out of it.
(car beeping) (pensive music)
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(fist banging)
Charbonneau, you home?
[Charbonneau] Charlie!
Hey, old timer.
I got kind of a weird request for you.
I got some silver jewelry
from my wife's shop.
I don't know how pure it is,
but maybe you can melt that down,
make me some .45 caliber rounds?
.45 caliber?
Yeah, yeah.
I need it done pretty quick, like today.
[Charbonneau] All right.
This have anything to do
with what's goin' around town?
I don't know,
but I need it done quick and I need
to know how much it's gonna run me.
[Charbonneau] Oh, Charlie, I'll...
I can have this out in two hours
and I'll do it for the stones.
That sounds good to me.
All right, I appreciate your help.
I'll see you in a couple hours.
[Charbonneau] Okay.
(anticipatory music)
(tools clattering)
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I can't believe they
won't let us in the caves.
What the fuck is a press
pass even for, you know?
This fuckin' town.
Everything about it is just...
Hillbilly, rednecks.
Jesus.
Can't wait to get back
to Seattle, you know?
Oh, God.
(pensive music)
(engine rumbling)
Hey, Charlie.
Here you go.
That ought to do the trick.
So, tell me, what are you huntin'?
I've heard stories from your grandfather.
Charbonneau-
Ah, that's it, it was the Lugaroo.
We gotta get goin'.
Are you huntin' that?
Thanks for your help.
Well, if you are, God be with you.
Did he just say Lu... No.
(pensive music) (engine rumbling)
KETW Channel 13 News,
- Seattle.
- Oh, fuck, fuck!
Do you see that? (Marsha screams)
[Marsha] Oh my God!
[Tom] No, no, no!
(Tom screaming) (creature growling)
(wind whistling) (pensive music)
(creature panting) (music continues)
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Hey, are we there yet?
(sighs) There's a reason I
didn't bring my kids with me.
Well, to be fair, you
said it was just up the hill.
We're on the hill.
On the hill?
What's that smell?
That's death.
(creatures howling) (water splashing)
His cabin's right up here.
Get down.
All right, when we go in,
you're gonna go to the left
around to the back of the
cabin, in case runs for it.
I'm gonna walk straight to
the front and knock on the door.
Let's go.
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(owl hooting) (water splashing)
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(wind whistling)
(Charlie's fist thudding)
Jean-Chastel?
Deputy Redtail.
I'm not here to make trouble, Jean.
I just wanna talk.
(wind whistling)
What the fuck's with all the blood, Jean?
Just been slaughterin' a sow.
Took my clothes off to not be messy.
What you want?
[Charlie] I don't see
any pigs in there, Jean.
(Jean's neck cracks)
You got me there.
Last pig I got was your Sheriff.
(Jean grunting)
Holy shit.
Ian!
(Jean grunting) (bones cracking)
Ian!
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(Jean growling)
(shots firing)
Charlie?
Charlie?
Shit!
(shots firing)
Fuck it.
All right.
You fuckin' bastard. (Gun cocks)
That was fun.
(shots firing) (Jean growling)
(anticipatory music)
(skin stretching)
(shot firing)
(blood dripping)
(no audio)
(door creaking)
It's horrible, what happened to Bud.
Just horrible.
Thank God you and Charlie are okay.
Have you seen "The Nickel?"
Looks like they could use
an investigator like you.
(anticipatory music)
Hm.
Interesting.
Charlie's expecting me.
(music continues)
(phone ringing)
Hey.
Why don't you follow me outside?
So, Ian, where's monster huntin'
got you headin' this time?
I don't know.
Someone was tellin' me I
should check out Astoria.
It's a nice little place.
I don't really know how
many monsters they got there,
but you might find somethin'.
Hopefully not.
[Charlie] Well, you ever thought
about gettin' yourself a partner?
Partner?
No, I don't...
(Scout panting)
Charlie, I don't think
Bud would really want me-
[Charlie] I think Bud would want you
to have someone watchin' your back.
(Scout panting)
Don't I have to feed it?
[Charlie] Well, yeah, you gotta feed it.
Sally's been feedin' him.
She put everything you
need inside the truck already.
No pressure.
(door slams)
(Ian sighs)
Fuck it (sighs).
(truck beeping)
Hey, if you ever get
sick of huntin' monsters,
(Scout barking)
We always got a place.
The offer stands.
I always know you-(dog barking)
You take care now, Scout.
(car beeping) (Ian sighs)
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(phone vibrating)
Hey, Matt, yeah.
Hey, don't worry about those samples.
They...
Half wolf, half human?
(laughs) No, don't worry about it.
It was probably my fuck up.
It's all good.
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
No, don't send anything back.
It's good.
Just destroy it.
No, I've decided to close the case.
There's nothin' goin' on out here.
Oh, I might need your help, though.
Headin' out to Astoria next week.
You available?
All right.
Well, let me double check with my partner.
Scout?
What do you think of goin' to Astoria?
(mellow music)
That's where we're headed.
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(radio playing indistinctly)
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(engine rumbling)
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(werewolf howling)
(dramatic drum roll)
(fireworks exploding)
(no audio)
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I'm so excited for cooking.
Oh, yeah.
I can't wait.
I hope we can use some
herbs, and some bottle-
Yeah, what about mushrooms?
[Woman] (gasps) You think we can find
some mushrooms today?
Oo, and some spice.
(anticipatory orchestral music)
Are you gonna make brownies
tonight or are you just gonna,
are you gonna - Mm, I want-
let me do like... I think I'm gonna
do brownies.
[Man] So, how do you want to do that?
Do you wanna go first or
do you want me to go first?
Mm, you go first.
Okay.
And then make the brownies...
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(wind whistling)
Hey, what is it?
Nothin'.
Is this where we found
those mushrooms last time?
Yeah, I think
chanterelles are in seasons.
[Woman] Oh, let's get
some of those for dinner.
- That'd be so good.
- That sounds so good.
I think I see some mushrooms.
Wait, really?
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Hey, so I think I got an
idea for dinner tonight.
[Woman] Really? What is it?
I'm thinkin' Italian.
[Woman] Yes, my favorite.
Yeah, I think if we find
like a variety of mushrooms,
we can like totally mix
it up with the dressings,
or the sauces.
What kinda sauces are you thinkin' about?
[Man] I'm thinkin' Alfredo.
Oh, that's awesome.
Can we make some garlic bread, too?
[Man] Oh, hell yeah.
Do you still have that
recipe from your mom?
Yes.
Whole cookbook.
[Man] Awesome.
Let's definitely use that.
[Woman] What if you made some chicken
and topped it with mushrooms?
That'd be good too.
(sighs) You know, I'm not havin'
any luck finding mushrooms over here.
Maybe we should move.
[Woman] Try over there?
Yeah, maybe over here.
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(food sizzling)
Wow, got enough wood?
This fire's not going out tonight.
[Man] What, are you scared of the dark?
Well, we're in bear country.
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Yeah, I don't know if
we got time to do that.
- Eventually.
- Yeah.
Well, maybe.
That'd be really cool.
Yeah. (Twig snaps)
You know, it's getting kinda late.
Do you think it's time to
turn in, maybe lay down?
Yeah, I'm good with that.
(pensive music) (twigs snapping)
Did you hear that?
Yeah, I did.
Hey, bear.
(footsteps approaching)
(creature snarling) (tent rustling)
(man screaming) (woman screaming)
[Man and Woman] Help!
Help, help, help!
(no audio)
(seagulls squawking) (wind whistling)
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It's all gone to shit.
Every last bit of it.
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Nothin' left to do.
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Nothin' but put an end to the bullshit.
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(Ian sobbing softly)
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(phone vibrating)
Yeah?
Hey, this is Sheriff Bud
O'Brien out of Harmony Falls.
Am I speaking to a Mr. Ian?
Ian McDermott?
(alcohol sloshing)
Yeah, Dr. McDermott.
What...
I'm sorry, what do you want?
Didn't you and that Japanese fella find
an extinct fish awhile back?
Kinda made you famous for that sorta thing?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, "That Japanese fella"
you so eloquently referred to (laughs)
Is the world renowned Dr. Mitsuro Matsumoto
of the University of Nagasaki.
Yep, that's the fella.
And that fish is a black
finned coelacanth, prehistoric.
It was thought to be extinct until...
I'm sorry.
Who are you?
And who wants to know?
If I owe ya money, you're
gonna have to stand in line.
No, you don't owe me any money.
It's me who maybe wants to hire you
as an expert consultant
if you'd be willing.
We're up here at Harmony
Falls right on Mount St. Helens.
St. Helens?
(chuckles) Hire me?
What for?
(coughing) For how much, I mean?
I get two to 350 a day, plus expenses.
(throat clears) That's if
I'm interested and available.
For what exactly?
Says here in this
magazine I'm looking at,
you call yourself a cry-pto.
Crypto, crypto.
I'm a crypto zoologist.
I have degrees, I've studied extensively.
I've, I...
(sighs) Archeology, paleontology, biology,
and a PhD in zoology.
Well, Dr. McDermott,
let's just get to the point.
I've been dealing with a series
of investigations involving
disappearances of locals,
hikers, animals being mauled in ways that,
well, I've just never seen before.
Well, usually there's
perfectly logical explanations
for these things.
It's just the attacks, the marks,
the stories, crazy stories told by people
that I've known for years.
It just doesn't make sense.
One thing that I can tell you
is I'm adding zero and
the pressure's mounting.
See, Sheriff, if not the usual suspects,
what do you think is behind,
well, what's causin' all of your problems?
Well, I can't really rule out a bear,
cougar, pack of wild dogs.
I don't know.
I'm hoping once you get
up here poking around,
you'll able to find
something that we missed.
I just pray to God it's not
some lunatic psycho runnin' around here.
(smirks) You don't think you have some
sort of serial killer out there?
Nah, not in my town.
It's just... I'm on it.
That's fine.
I understand.
I can't guarantee that I'll come up
with anything more than
what you have already.
And regardless, no refunds.
All right, roger that.
We'll see you tomorrow.
Thank you.
(receiver clicks)
(Bud exhales)
(seagull squawking)
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(engine rumbling)
Hello.
Hi.
Sheriff's Department said
that you were expecting me.
Oh, I have been.
Yes.
You have a spot right up here on the left.
Thank you very much.
(engine rumbling)
No problem.
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(no audio)
(engine rumbling)
(door creaks)
(door closes)
You must be Ian.
Bud said to head on back.
(mysterious music)
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Ian, come on in.
It's okay if I call you Ian?
We're not really too
formal around these parts.
You must be the Sheriff O'Brien.
Yeah, Bud O'Brien, pleasure to meet ya.
Just call me Bud.
This here's my right hand and half my left,
Deputy Charlie Redtail.
You can just call him Charlie.
Deputy Redtail's fine.
[Bud] Well, Charlie here,
he thinks I've gone crazy
bringin' you on board with us.
(phone ringing)
All due respect, Mr. McDermott,
I think we could use FBI profilers
or professional trackers better
than we could use some
guy who chases cryptids.
Cryptids?
Someone's done their homework.
[Bud] Yeah, Charlie
here is an educated man.
That Special Forces?
Sheriff, you were a Green Beret.
Right outta Fort Bragg.
(phone ringing)
Did some time in
Afghanistan and before that,
he's the best football player
to ever come outta these hills.
We know our football.
Impressive.
Speakin' of football,
Jeremy's got a game today, Bud.
They're playin' Clammas,
so I should probably get outta here.
All right. Tell your boy
to give him hell for me.
Will do.
Mr. McDermott.
You folks take your
football pretty serious
around here, huh?
Also, looks like you're
one hell of a bowler.
Well, you know that song,
"Glory days, they'll pass you by."
[Ian] Yeah.
Don't I know it.
Well, Charlie's boy, he's
the hell of a quarterback.
Got a great arm.
Wants to play college ball,
but I think he's a bit too small.
He's only a junior,
so maybe he'll fill out.
We'll see.
Hey, what do you say
we go grab a bite to eat,
kinda go around over some of the stuff
that's goin' on around here?
What do you say?
[Ian] Yeah, sounds good.
All right, let's go ahead
and go out the back way.
(engine rumbling)
(band playing faintly)
(crowd whooping)
It's lookin' pretty lively in there.
You better take these
just in case you need 'em.
You carry escrima sticks in your car?
(band playing indistinctly)
(chairs clattering)
(bat thuds)
Get the hell back!
(band playing indistinctly) (men grunting)
(speech drowned out by music)
(men grunting)
(glass shatters) (upbeat rock music)
(men grunting) (music continues)
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(stick thuds)
(band singing indistinctly)
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(escrima sticks clacking) (men grunting)
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(men grunting)
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If you don't pull some Garth Brooks
or a Creedence outta
your here pretty quick,
we're gonna lose this
and my place is gonna be torn to shreds,
and you guys are done.
Come on guys, let's take a break.
(hands clapping)
(mellow music)
You know who he is, darlin'?
That their Sabian Supersonic Gray.
(sports announcers chattering)
(Sabian yells)
A rising star, a prize fighter,
in the world of mixed martial arts.
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Runs with a rough crowd.
Might prove to be the kid's undoing.
And that highly capable law man there,
I know who he is too, by reputation.
That there is Sheriff Bud O'Brien.
Practically a legend around here.
From what I heard,
he's a bit of a champion in his own rights.
Like I told ya, I'm a sportsman.
One might say a gambler by trade.
I come up here for the
fishin' now and then.
Well,
you hear stories.
(pensive music)
Now darlin', if the sheriff's
cannon remains holstered,
and these two go at it back home,
Vegas would have the
kid as the odds are in favor.
Me?
From what I've heard, if half of it's true,
I'd have my money on the Sheriff here.
(anticipatory music)
(Sabian exhaling) (nunchucks whacking)
(pensive music) (Sabian panting)
(Sabian grunting)
(kicks thudding)
[Man] Yeah, you guys are in trouble.
(Sabian grunting) (Bud grunting)
It's not worth it.
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Hey, listen up!
Everybody pay your bill.
[Crowd] What?
Come on!
[Bud] And damages.
- Seriously?
- What damages?
I'll arrest everybody.
What the hell, Bud?
We didn't start nothin'.
It was these damn
bikers that started the shit.
Like Bud said.
- Money on the bar.
- Bullshit!
Here's your fuckin' money.
Yeah, yeah.
Ah, yeah, greatly appreciated.
(patrons clamoring)
(mysterious music)
(door creaking)
(pensive music)
(music continues)
(creature growling)
(Sabian gasping) (growling continues)
(music continues) (growling continues)
Hey, Ken, would be okay
if we still got a bite to eat?
(chuckles) You're kiddin'?
Of course you can.
You really saved my ass tonight, Bud.
You have a seat and
it's on the house, but it...
I'll tell you what, Bud.
I like his hat, it'd be
on the house anyways.
I'ma get Gracie out here
and take your orders, all right?
- Hey, thanks.
- Thanks guys.
(light music)
Long day.
Monday.
That was some crazy out there, Bud.
We got ourselves a real
Walker Texas Ranger.
Just doin' my job, Gracie.
Hm.
What can I get for you guys?
I bet you'll be wantin'
some of Sally's meatloaf.
You know it.
How about you, Ian?
I'll have a whiskey cola.
And according to the sheriff,
I need to get the meatloaf.
All right.
I'll just have any light
beer you got on draft.
All right, I'll go grab
those guys for you.
All right, thank you.
(upbeat rock music) (engine rumbling)
(music stops)
You gotta be kidding me.
What the fuck is that?
(pensive music)
(music continues)
(music continues)
(blinker ticking)
(twig snaps)
Anyone there?
(music continues)
(creature growling)
Shit!
(footsteps retreating)
(Rob screams)
(creature munches)
That was some real "Rambo" shit.
After Afghanistan, I became
a hand-to-hand instructor.
Never leaves ya.
Whiskey cola for you and a beer for you.
- Thank you very much.
- And I'll have
those meatloafs right out.
All right, thank you.
(pensive music)
Let's cut to the chase.
I'd like you to go up to the
mountain with me tomorrow.
Well, that is why I'm here, right?
I wanna check out where the hikers
were last known to be seen.
Yeah, I was thinkin' about that.
It's gotta be a large bear, cougar.
You don't really think
it could be a murderer?
(suspenseful music) (hand thudding)
Oh, what the hell?
Whoa, whoa!
God, man.
What have you gotten into?
There, sit down here.
Whoa.
(door closes)
Oh, Lord.
(pensive music)
All right, here's those
meatloaves for you guys.
Can I get you anything else?
Some steak sauce maybe?
[Ian] I'd love some hot sauce.
All right, I'll get that
- right out for ya.
- Can I get
a diet cola, please?
- Yeah, sure.
- All right. Hey, thanks.
Pepper sauce.
Good choice.
It's like mother's milk around here.
Lotta cages in these hills.
Mostly Native American and Frenchies.
Hm.
Well, except for their Sheriff, O'Brien.
Not exactly French.
Last I checked, wasn't
Native American either.
(pensive music)
(music continues)
Okay, Rob.
(music continues)
It's Bigfoot, Doc!
It's Bigfoot.
(wolf howling)
[Bud] Hey Doc, is Rob okay?
I'm pullin' up to your place now.
(engine rumbling)
(Bud knocks)
Yeah, it's open.
(anticipatory orchestral music)
Hey, Doc.
Bud.
Ambulance is on its way.
They'll transport him to Woodland,
if he makes it that far.
From there, life flight into Portland,
Harborview Medical Center probably.
I dosed him heavy.
I didn't want him to flat
line from shock and the pain.
Loaded him up on antibiotics, too.
[Bud] What'd he say?
(sighs) A lotta things,
but it didn't really make any sense.
Said it was Bigfoot.
(pensive music)
Speaking of, this is Dr. Ian McDermott.
He's not a medical doctor, he's PhD.
He's here to help me to figure out
what's goin' on with all this shit.
Ian, call me Doc.
Everybody does.
Doc, do you have a tape measure,
ruler or somethin' like that?
Oh, I suppose I do.
Why?
Well, I just wanna take
some measurements.
I'm not gonna touch him.
I just wanna measure his wounds.
(pensive music)
Look at his neck and shoulder.
Looks like some kinda bite.
Yeah, lemme go see if I
can find that tape measure.
(music continues)
When I was a post grad,
I got to work at the
Seattle Woodland Park Zoo.
Got to see all the biting prints
of every apex predator in the region.
It doesn't look like
anything I've ever seen.
(pensive music)
You know, my time I've
hunted just about everything.
I've seen it all.
This reminds me of one
hell of a large dog bite.
Those marks look like the
markings of a bear claw.
Hm.
I can only think of one
animal in all of North America
that's got a jaw structure,
and has a bite anything resembling this.
[Bud] I'm all ears.
Well, it's not right for a big cat,
and it's not a bear.
You said a large dog.
You might not be wrong.
One hell of a canid.
Canis lupus if I had to guess.
Oh, a wolf?
We haven't had a sighting
of a wolf around here
in probably 100 years.
Yeah, well, I'll do you one better.
I'd say it's an Alaskan timber wolf.
The largest subspecies of the gray wolf.
They've been known
to snap the femur in half
of an elk or a caribou with one bite.
Wow.
You think it could be
one of those wolf hybrids?
Someone takes it home, and can't handle it,
ends up takin' it out to the woods?
It'd be a lot easier than havin'
a serial killer around here.
Ian, here's that tape measure.
Had to tear my place apart to find that.
(pensive music)
(music continues)
[Ian] Hey Doc, you got a pen and paper?
[Doc Matthews] Yeah,
around here somewhere.
There you go.
Thanks.
Well, these claw marks,
if that's what they are,
could be a very large black bear.
(pensive music)
Well, let's get going.
I'll take you back to your rig.
You, me and Charlie are
headin' up to the caves tomorrow.
I think Doc's got this.
The ambulance is on the way.
I think Rob's gonna be fine.
He's pretty tough.
Yeah.
Doc, I'm sorry about your friend.
I wish that we could have
met under better circumstances.
Indeed, indeed.
Hey Doc, I'll get his rig
towed back to my place tonight.
Just lemme know what's
goin' on, I'd appreciate it.
Will do.
- Thanks, Bud.
- Okay.
(pensive music)
(no audio)
(anticipatory music)
(music intensifies)
(music continues)
(gong clangs)
(music fades)
Yeah, hey Ian.
I am on my way.
I will be there shortly.
Okay, thank you.
(car beeping)
Charlie's gonna meet us up at the caves,
last place those hikers were seen.
Closed down right now.
Closed down?
It a crime scene?
No, not as of yet.
There was a pretty good
earthquake a couple days ago.
The caves are unstable right now,
so we had to shut 'em down.
Nothin' like 1980, though.
(Ian laughs)
Yeah.
No, I'll never understand
why anybody would live next
to an active volcano.
Yeah.
Why does anybody wanna live by the beach?
Tsunamis?
(chuckles) No.
Why does anybody want
to live in the Midwest?
Tornadoes?
Can't live for what might happen.
I suppose not.
Livin' out here in the mountains,
hunting, fishing, fresh
air, lakes, pristine.
Love it.
Fair enough.
You know, I Googled you the other day.
Saw you had to bury your wife and daughter,
some asshole drunk driver.
(sighs) Yeah, it's been rough.
I try not to wear the ring anymore,
but it just doesn't feel right.
What about you?
I see you've got a ring.
Yeah.
Jan passed a few years ago.
Cervical cancer.
Sorry.
I...
Gosh, I don't...
I try not to wear my ring,
but it somehow finds its way
back on my finger every time.
So, I was thinkin' about the bar,
what happened last night.
You took a gamble not pulling your weapon.
Also, why no arrests?
I mean, you were assaulted.
Let me tell ya a secret.
Small town can probably accommodate two
or three perps, that's it.
How am I supposed to decide
which one to arrest
in a situation like that?
I don't know, set an example.
Maybe a bike gang leader.
Yeah, but say I arrest Chop,
bikers are gonna tear my town apart.
I arrest the bikers and the loggers both,
they're gonna tear each
other apart inside the jail.
Either way, it's not gonna turn out good.
(engine rumbling)
(pensive music)
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(music continues)
Hey.
You notice your girlfriend showed up?
Heard we won last night.
Jeremy kicked some ass.
Yeah, he played well.
But I'm more concerned with Robert.
What happened to him, Bud?
What's the play?
Charlie, you guys head
down to the small cave.
I think you mean the big cave.
No. Ms. Steward's
already set up at the big cave.
Once she sees that do not
cross tape, she's gonna be pissed.
I wanna throw her off.
All right, tracking.
We're gonna play a shell game with her.
You guys head down there
and make sure that she sees you.
Once she picks up stakes and follows you,
you guys double back.
All right, well, we're
gonna need some headlamps
and some flashlights,
so let's get 'em outta the truck.
Hey, I don't mean to
interrupt what you're doin',
but you gotta be outta
here tonight by dusk.
[Marsha] Okay.
Don't go anywhere near
the caves. Those are off limits.
[Marsha] Sure thing.
All right, thank you.
- Have a nice day.
- You as well.
(pensive music)
Screw that.
Stay till we're done?
- Yeah.
- Cool. Let's go.
Hey, if you guys were plannin'
on goin' through the caves,
State's got 'em closed off.
Sounds good.
(pensive music) (water dripping)
(music continues)
[Ian] Who else knows about this place?
[Charlie] My people have
known about it for generations.
It's been closed for a long time.
[Ian] Closed?
What opened it up?
Well, I'm guessing the same thing
that closed it in the first place.
Earthquakes.
Great.
You know how far back it goes?
Supposedly roughly three miles.
I'm not exactly sure, though.
(pensive music) (water dripping)
(music continues)
Careful where you step.
Watch your head.
It's startin' to get a narrow in here.
Should we be wearing hard hats?
[Charlie] If this cave collapses,
hard hat's the last thing you're
gonna need to worry about.
Fair enough.
(music continues) (water dripping)
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Charlie?
[Charlie] Is that what I think it is?
[Ian] Bones.
[Charlie] Oh, shit.
[Ian] Some of 'em are real old.
[Charlie] Some not so old.
[Ian] Look at that.
[Charlie] Is that a bear claw?
Almost.
Weird.
It's like it came from an imposable thumb.
[Charlie] I don't wanna
hear any of that Bigfoot shit.
Look, we got baskets over here.
Shit, yeah, they're human bones.
Bud, we got a crime scene down here.
We're gonna need to cordon the area off.
(dramatic orchestral music)
(music continues)
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(engine rumbling)
So, who was that asshole in the truck?
Oh, that was Jean-Chastel
Gevaudan, some French name.
He sells firewood in the area.
Anyway, those two hikers we found today,
turns out they were Senator
Skip Warner's daughter
and son-in-law.
That's why the media's climbin' up my cave.
Sounds uncomfortable.
(chuckles) You have no idea.
Well, that claw that I found today,
can you have Jenny overnight it
to Helix Tech, Vancouver, B.C.?
I have a friend up there, Matt,
that can do a full DNA
spectrum analysis for me.
Yeah, no problem.
Whatever you need.
I have no idea if it has anything
to do with those missing hikers.
And whatever predators
set up a dent in those caves,
I don't know.
Might be pulling human remains
in from accidents in the woods.
[Bud] Hm.
Or maybe it is the accident.
(pensive music)
The media and our new
friend, Marsha Steward,
thinks you're a geologist.
Let's keep the human remains on a down low.
[Ian] What'd you say that
asshole's last name was again?
Gevaudan.
Why?
[Ian] I don't know, it
just sounds really familiar.
(anticipatory orchestral music)
(mellow music)
Those cops wouldn't have wanted us out
of the area today if they
weren't trying to hide something.
I mean, maybe, but I
called them last week
and there are earthquakes in the area.
I don't think that matters.
Did you see that guy
that was with the deputy
and the sheriff today?
[Tom] Yeah.
They said he was a geologist, right?
[Tom] Uh huh.
Mm mm.
Turns out he's a private investigator.
Okay.
What makes you think he's
gonna work or talk to you?
Well, I'm a delightful person.
Hey, thinks for asking.
Speak of the devil.
(mellow music)
[Bartender] What can I get for ya?
Need a whiskey cola,
and a steak, well done.
[Bartender] All right, I'll
have that right out for you.
Thanks.
Tom, in about one minute I'm gonna need
you stand up and call me a bitch.
I'm gonna do the sympathy card.
[Tom] Done.
I get the keys right?
Of course.
Like always.
All right.
All right, take care you dumb bitch.
Have fun bein' a diva in hell.
(scoffs) Fuck off.
(door creaks) (mellow music)
(Marsha exhales)
(crying) He's so rude all the time.
Oh my God, I'm so sorry.
It's just I... That's fine.
My shoes... Here.
I had a little too much to drink,
and I... Have a seat.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, sit down.
- Okay, hi.
- Hi.
You know, it's not every day
that a woman literally falls for me.
(laughs) You're funny.
Yeah.
You want somethin' to eat?
I just ordered.
No, I already ate with my...
Your camera man.
Mm hm.
Hm.
He just...
He doesn't believe what
we're doing here is anything real
and he thinks we should just pack up
and just go home and he's wrong.
And I just... To Seattle?
Yeah.
How is it you know where I'm from
and I know next to nothing about you.
Next to nothing?
Well, I have my sources.
Hm.
What do these sources say?
Well, you're not from
around here, obviously.
And you're some sort
of specialist investigating
the disappearances.
How am I doin'?
I don't know, Ms. Steward, KATW News 13.
Buy you a drink?
That'd be nice.
(pool ball whacks)
Mom won't be here till later,
but Dad could be any time.
So let's get out of here.
Where to?
How 'bout the falls?
I thought it'd be a very
beautiful place to go hang out.
I heard it might be a full
moon or something like that.
But your dad told you to
stay away from that area.
You know, it could be
(indistinct) on the prowl.
Or a crazy but thirsty madman.
Yeah, right.
Bring a flashlight, a knife.
I'll protect you.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go hop on my quad.
Okay, Romeo (giggles).
You know, I've actually
never been here before.
[Jeremy] You've never been here before?
- No.
- It's so damn beautiful.
It's just like you.
[Katie] Aw, thank you.
(water splashing)
[Jeremy] There's a cave
over there. Let's go check it out.
(pensive music) (water splashing)
(music continues)
(creature growling)
(Katie screams)
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
(Katie screaming)
(Jeremy speaking indistinctly)
(growling continues) (pensive music)
(Katie gasping) (creature growling)
(music continues)
[Katie] Oh my goodness, what was that?
(growling continues) (music continues)
(engine rumbling)
All right.
All right, Dave.
I got that water tank
dropped off Jill Lake.
I headed back to the yard.
(truck thuds)
Whoa, shit!
What the hell?
God damn!
No.
(engine rumbling)
What the hell?
[Jeremy] There's a truck,
there's a truck, let's get it.
[Katie] Get its attention!
- Please help!
- Please!
Please, help!
Please, stop!
Please, help!
(engine idling) (Jeremy panting)
Okay.
No, no, I'll be right there.
Does your deputy know?
Okay.
Okay, good.
Yeah, sure.
(pensive music)
I gotta go.
What's going on?
Is there a problem?
I don't know.
I gotta go.
Well, I mean, if you get
bored later, I'll be here.
Yeah.
Hey, cancel that steak.
This is on the Sheriff's Department.
Goodnight.
Goodnight.
(pensive music)
(Marsha exhales)
(train horn blaring) (pensive music)
(Jeremy panting)
(music continues)
Yeah, no Charlie, I
have Jeremy here with me.
He's banged up, but it's
really not as bad as it looks.
I'll get it cleaned up,
we'll put a few sutures,
wrap him up.
Nothin's broken.
He'll be fine.
(pensive music)
[Bud] Hey, how you doin'?
[Jeremy] Doin' okay.
Good, just take it slow.
Tell me what's goin' on.
Katie and me, we was up at the falls.
There's a cave there now.
[Bud] So I've heard.
Go on.
Whatever was in that
cave came right after us.
Did you get a good look at it?
What I saw, I'm not sure.
It was a bear, though I'm pretty-
No, it wasn't a bear!
It was a monster!
Why won't you listen to me?
- Hey, take a deep breath.
Just relax.
Just tell me what's goin' on.
I don't know.
It looked like, like a giant wolf.
I think I hit it straight
on just before I seen 'em.
It was big by the jolt.
Could've been a bear.
Hell, at first I figured it was an elk.
I don't know.
- So, you it?
- Yeah.
I wanna take a look at your truck.
[Truck Driver] All right.
I'm comin' with.
(pensive music)
The boy seems like a good kid.
Take it easy on him.
The boy's bike is just
before the turn to the falls.
Pretty much outta sight.
All right, thanks.
I'll take care of that in the morning.
I'll talk to Charlie, too.
(pensive music)
Holy shit.
The insurance guy's gonna love this.
Well, there's fur and there's blood.
One hell of a mess.
I'm gonna take a sample.
Can you hold this?
Sure.
(music continues)
(bag rustling) (music continues)
[Bud] Looks like
someone's done that before.
Sounds like someone's
watched too much CSI.
Can you give this to Jenny
first thing in the morning?
Have her send it to the
same lab I sent the claws.
They'll get a hold of me as
soon as they have the results.
[Bud] Copy that.
(pensive music) (crickets chirping)
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(creature growling)
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Shit.
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(creature growling)
(shot firing)
(pensive music fades)
(Marsha sighs)
I miss Seattle.
(keys jingling)
God.
(glass clinking)
Whole fuckin' thing is a joke.
(Marsha grunts)
I mean, the Sheriff won't talk to me,
which is fine because
then he gets his deputy
to turn his entire fuckin'
department against the news.
Asshole.
(pensive music)
There is that McDermott,
crypto-whatever-ologist.
He might work.
(music continues)
Hello?
(music continues)
(glass thuds)
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Mountain hicks.
(music continues)
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(no audio)
(engine rumbling)
(horn honking)
(dramatic orchestral music)
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(Charlie yelling indistinctly)
Hey, Bud!
Shit!
(pensive music)
Bud!
Bud! Fuck!
Ian!
(music continues)
(Ian vomiting)
(Ian coughing)
(music continues)
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Charlie?
Charlie?
Ian... Charlie, come here.
Ian... Look at that.
- We'll get to it.
- Look at those prints.
- We'll get to it.
- No, they're too big.
- Okay.
- They're too big to be-
Okay, hey, I need you - Charlie,
to go to the truck.
- Did you look at the...
That's not at all... Go to the truck,
turn the lights off, don't touch anything.
Go!
Go!
(music continues)
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Jenny, I found Bud.
Need you to call a coroner.
(music continues)
(no audio)
(anticipatory orchestral music)
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Ian, you want a drink?
Yeah.
Can I use your laptop?
[Charlie] Yeah.
[Ian] What's the password?
- St. Helen's.
- Helen's, of course,
You know, when I was at
the bar with Bud the other day,
I was thinkin', he was tellin'
me a lot about this area.
Of course, there's the Cowlitz tribe.
He was tellin' me all about the legends.
Most of 'em I already knew.
Sasquatch, for example.
They also have a legend
about shape shifters
often turning into wolves.
[Charlie] Yeah.
So when he said the French,
he said one particular word, Gevaudan.
Gevaudan is a province in France.
Most notable in my field
for some man eating wolves
that were hunted for over five years.
And one particular
hunter, critically injured,
took out the last of 'em.
His name,
Gevaudan.
A fella that lives above Harmony Falls.
Jean-Chastel... Gevaudan.
[Charlie] Yeah.
Jean-Chastel Gevaudan.
We're swerving
into crypto zoology
territory again, aren't we?
I believe what I believe or not believe,
and I believe that he
could be a lycanthrope.
I don't know what that is.
A lycanthrope, it's a mental disorder.
A person believes that they are a werewolf.
They act like a werewolf.
They commit violence like a werewolf.
[Charlie] Like a copycat killer.
Exactly.
So, if he's a copycat, Jean-Chastel...
Well, he's a person of interest.
And I don't think we can
skip checkin' him out, so.
Yeah.
Well, there's one thing.
You're not gonna like it.
[Charlie] What?
I want some silver.
Ian, if you're even halfway right
about what's goin' on
and a man like Chastel
is responsible for Bud,
we're gonna need some heavy artillery.
(Ian grunts)
(pensive music)
Superstition's not my thing, Ian.
Regardless, bullets are gonna
kill it one way or the other,
so I got some stuff here at the store.
I'm gonna pick it up.
We'll head to old Charbonneau's,
and see what he can make out of it.
(car beeping) (pensive music)
(music continues)
(fist banging)
Charbonneau, you home?
[Charbonneau] Charlie!
Hey, old timer.
I got kind of a weird request for you.
I got some silver jewelry
from my wife's shop.
I don't know how pure it is,
but maybe you can melt that down,
make me some .45 caliber rounds?
.45 caliber?
Yeah, yeah.
I need it done pretty quick, like today.
[Charbonneau] All right.
This have anything to do
with what's goin' around town?
I don't know,
but I need it done quick and I need
to know how much it's gonna run me.
[Charbonneau] Oh, Charlie, I'll...
I can have this out in two hours
and I'll do it for the stones.
That sounds good to me.
All right, I appreciate your help.
I'll see you in a couple hours.
[Charbonneau] Okay.
(anticipatory music)
(tools clattering)
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(music fades)
I can't believe they
won't let us in the caves.
What the fuck is a press
pass even for, you know?
This fuckin' town.
Everything about it is just...
Hillbilly, rednecks.
Jesus.
Can't wait to get back
to Seattle, you know?
Oh, God.
(pensive music)
(engine rumbling)
Hey, Charlie.
Here you go.
That ought to do the trick.
So, tell me, what are you huntin'?
I've heard stories from your grandfather.
Charbonneau-
Ah, that's it, it was the Lugaroo.
We gotta get goin'.
Are you huntin' that?
Thanks for your help.
Well, if you are, God be with you.
Did he just say Lu... No.
(pensive music) (engine rumbling)
KETW Channel 13 News,
- Seattle.
- Oh, fuck, fuck!
Do you see that? (Marsha screams)
[Marsha] Oh my God!
[Tom] No, no, no!
(Tom screaming) (creature growling)
(wind whistling) (pensive music)
(creature panting) (music continues)
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Hey, are we there yet?
(sighs) There's a reason I
didn't bring my kids with me.
Well, to be fair, you
said it was just up the hill.
We're on the hill.
On the hill?
What's that smell?
That's death.
(creatures howling) (water splashing)
His cabin's right up here.
Get down.
All right, when we go in,
you're gonna go to the left
around to the back of the
cabin, in case runs for it.
I'm gonna walk straight to
the front and knock on the door.
Let's go.
(anticipatory music) (wind whistling)
(owl hooting) (water splashing)
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(wind whistling)
(Charlie's fist thudding)
Jean-Chastel?
Deputy Redtail.
I'm not here to make trouble, Jean.
I just wanna talk.
(wind whistling)
What the fuck's with all the blood, Jean?
Just been slaughterin' a sow.
Took my clothes off to not be messy.
What you want?
[Charlie] I don't see
any pigs in there, Jean.
(Jean's neck cracks)
You got me there.
Last pig I got was your Sheriff.
(Jean grunting)
Holy shit.
Ian!
(Jean grunting) (bones cracking)
Ian!
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(Jean growling)
(shots firing)
Charlie?
Charlie?
Shit!
(shots firing)
Fuck it.
All right.
You fuckin' bastard. (Gun cocks)
That was fun.
(shots firing) (Jean growling)
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(skin stretching)
(shot firing)
(blood dripping)
(no audio)
(door creaking)
It's horrible, what happened to Bud.
Just horrible.
Thank God you and Charlie are okay.
Have you seen "The Nickel?"
Looks like they could use
an investigator like you.
(anticipatory music)
Hm.
Interesting.
Charlie's expecting me.
(music continues)
(phone ringing)
Hey.
Why don't you follow me outside?
So, Ian, where's monster huntin'
got you headin' this time?
I don't know.
Someone was tellin' me I
should check out Astoria.
It's a nice little place.
I don't really know how
many monsters they got there,
but you might find somethin'.
Hopefully not.
[Charlie] Well, you ever thought
about gettin' yourself a partner?
Partner?
No, I don't...
(Scout panting)
Charlie, I don't think
Bud would really want me-
[Charlie] I think Bud would want you
to have someone watchin' your back.
(Scout panting)
Don't I have to feed it?
[Charlie] Well, yeah, you gotta feed it.
Sally's been feedin' him.
She put everything you
need inside the truck already.
No pressure.
(door slams)
(Ian sighs)
Fuck it (sighs).
(truck beeping)
Hey, if you ever get
sick of huntin' monsters,
(Scout barking)
We always got a place.
The offer stands.
I always know you-(dog barking)
You take care now, Scout.
(car beeping) (Ian sighs)
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(phone vibrating)
Hey, Matt, yeah.
Hey, don't worry about those samples.
They...
Half wolf, half human?
(laughs) No, don't worry about it.
It was probably my fuck up.
It's all good.
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
No, don't send anything back.
It's good.
Just destroy it.
No, I've decided to close the case.
There's nothin' goin' on out here.
Oh, I might need your help, though.
Headin' out to Astoria next week.
You available?
All right.
Well, let me double check with my partner.
Scout?
What do you think of goin' to Astoria?
(mellow music)
That's where we're headed.
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(engine revving)
(radio playing indistinctly)
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(engine rumbling)
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(werewolf howling)