Castle Rock (2018) s01e08 Episode Script
Past Perfect
1 WOMAN: Gordon teaches history.
- MOLLY: Where do you teach? - GORDON: Des Moines.
Weâre looking for a change of pace.
MOLLY: There is a lot of history in this town not all of it good.
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
- MARTHA: We knew your father.
Youâre Henry Deaver, arenât you? Whatâs in the basement? Donât make me call the state police.
MATTHEW ON VIDEO: Youâre lagging.
Letâs go.
Which way do you think it is, son? WILLIE: Your father called it The Voice of God.
WILLIE: Inside this chamber is total silence perhaps the only total silence on Earth.
HENRY: Hey! MOLLY: Something terrible is going to happen.
ALAN: You havenât aged one day, not for 27 years.
LACY: The reason, the stain The curse on our town.
TV ANNOUNCER: Suspected arson at Juniper Hills Hospital.
Police have released a photo, but not a name.
LACY: Dragging evil behind you everywhere you went.
[CRYING OUT.]
LACY: And after all these years [PISTOL FIRING.]
[RUTH GASPING.]
LACY: I still donât know what you really are.
[CHURCH BELLS RINGING.]
The fundamental problem is that repression has become a dirty word, when it is, in fact, a crucial Darwinian tool.
The human mind is expressly designed to forget much of its past suffering, as the body is designed to heal its wounds.
Yes, but donât the evolutionary psychologists want to have their heuristic cake and eat it, too? Surely youâre not suggesting that we ignore the lessons of history? Huxley and Rogers have empirically demonstrated that fetishizing cultural memories is both dangerous and foolhardy.
[SCOFFS.]
Well then perhaps Iâm a fool - [CHUCKLING.]
- but a fool with tenure.
But you know what I just canât forget? That you fucked my wife.
[ROARING.]
Wow.
Itâs certainly beautiful country.
MOLLY: Thereâs no Masshole summer tourists in Castle Rock.
The average cost of a three-bedroom is 39% lower than the next zip code over, and as soon as Main Street is redeveloped, property values are gonna shoot through the roof! Which, by the way, was just re-shingled last year.
Would they consider including the art? - MOVER: Youâre good.
- WIFE: More.
MOVER: All right.
WIFE: More, more, more, more, more.
- Down here? - There.
All right, got it.
WIFE: Widow said he made hundreds of paintings.
Wonder where the rest of them are.
WIFE: Oh, hey, I found the key to the basement! Gordon? [SIGHS.]
You cominâ up? Yeah, five minutes.
I thought we could, um give it a shot? Canât we just say it never happened? [GRUNTS.]
Iâm trying.
[TELEPHONE RINGING.]
Castle Rock Historic B&B.
Can I help you? Absolutely.
OK, great.
Bye-bye.
Gordon.
We got a booking.
[CHUCKLES.]
GORDON: The murder capital of 1991.
Can you believe that? Gordon has always been interested in the macabre.
He did his Ph.
D.
Work on the BTK Killer.
Well, uh sociological analysis.
Nothing too juicy, Iâm afraid.
We believe this to be the first fully immersive lodging experience of historical integrity for the true crime aficionado.
A chance to stay in a house where actual murders have been recreated in exquisite detail.
WIFE: And as we acquire more properties around town, we think Castle Rock could be a unique destination.
Yup.
For young people who, um, will like this.
[HUMORLESS CHUCKLE.]
How long have you been married? - Uh, 13 years.
- Itâs, uh, two for me.
So, uh, the tour tomorrow, we could Oh, thatâs OK, weâll probably be getting out of here early.
Uh, we just needed a sleepy little town, so I see.
Yeah.
[SIGHS.]
Thank you.
WOMAN: Mmm.
- [PASSIONATE MOANING.]
- [RHYTHMIC THUDDING.]
[WIFE SNORING QUIETLY.]
[MOANING, THUDDING CONTINUES.]
[MOANING INTENSIFIES.]
[THUDDING SPEEDS UP.]
[WOMAN SHRIEKING.]
Gordon? Gordon? [GASPS.]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING.]
[EERIE CACOPHONY, WHOOSHING.]
[GASPS.]
[WHOOSHING.]
[CACOPHONY.]
- [CRACKING.]
- [HENRY GASPING.]
Aah! - [DOOR SLAMS.]
- [GASPING.]
[HINGES CREAK.]
- MOLLY: Henry! - [SCREAMING.]
- [HENRY SCREAMING.]
- MOLLY: Itâs Molly.
Henry.
Itâs me, OK? Come on.
HENRY: Where are those men? MOLLY: I donât know.
[SIGHS.]
MOLLY: They really just locked you in there and left? Were you in there with me? Is that how you found me? Kind of.
It I donât know.
It was confusing.
I know it was only a few hours, but it felt like years.
I thought I knew how the world worked.
What was real and whatâs not.
[LIGHTLY CHUCKLES.]
I sound crazy.
People have been calling me crazy my whole life.
You get used to it.
HENRY: Iâm sorry.
Youâre not crazy.
[CAR DOOR SHUTS.]
[STARTS CAR.]
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Front door open.
Wendell? [KNOCKS ON DOOR.]
Mom? [SIGHS.]
[WATER RUNNING.]
Wendell? [WATER RUNNING.]
[WATER SHUTS OFF.]
What are you doing here? Whereâs my son? Heâs not here.
Where is he? [FOOTSTEPS.]
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Front door open.
Wendell.
- You aight? - Yeah.
Heâs still here? Go upstairs.
Lock the door.
Donât come out till I say so.
What do you mean, "go upstairs"? - Whatâs wrong? - Go upstairs.
- Dad - Lock the door.
Now.
- Is Grandma OK? - Go.
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Back door open.
HENRY: Where you going? You shouldnât be here.
[INHALES.]
What did you do? She was afraid.
Confused.
She killed him.
- [SIGHS.]
- I cleaned up.
If we take the body into the woods What are you talking about? We have to protect her.
[MUTTERS.]
- [EERIE SOUND.]
- Do you hear it? You do? Finally.
We have to go.
We have to go to the woods.
Who are you? Why did you ask for me? I waited for you.
- I waited for 27 years.
- [SIREN WAILS BRIEFLY.]
MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER: Maine State Police.
Come out if youâre in there.
I rescued you from that basement, and I didnât ask for any of this.
Come out now! This is your last warning.
RADIO: Copy that, dispatch.
Hands up.
[SAWING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[SAWING CONTINUES.]
MAN ON NEWS BROADCAST: According to authorities, several other suspects in addition to the John Doe just released from Shawshank Prison may have been involved in the disaster at Juniper Hill.
CCTV footage revealed multiple patients lighting their mattresses on fire around the same time.
These residents had no known history of arson [SIGHS.]
Lilith.
I donât know what came over me.
Iâm not a murderer.
I jus I I donât It never happened.
[CAR HORN HONKING.]
Oh, shit.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- OK, calm down.
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
Hello? - Hello.
- JACKIE: Hi there.
Wow.
Look at this place.
Uh, can we help you? Oh, sorry.
Iâm Jackie.
Uh Sweet Chariot Taxi.
Saw your website, was thinkinâ maybe we could help each other.
Excuse me just a second.
I need to You know, like Iâd talk you guys up with my fares, and Iâd be "supes" appreciative if you thought of me with your guests, so boy Howdy.
What have we here? Um Gotta be honest kind of makes me kick myself, because no shit I had this idea five years ago.
Like, turn this town into a murder theme park.
And now with the warden, plus his friend in the cage, never mind Juniper Hill, this place is a gold mine.
But hey, you guys got here first, so respect.
Johnny Carrick, 1929.
Uh, yeah.
Rather obscure.
Not to me.
His cousin lost it all in the stock market crash, and Johnny here refused to help him.
Tsk.
That is a felling axe.
Itâs not a fire axe.
Carrick was a fireman.
You know your axes.
- Um, Ms? - Torrance.
Jackie.
Itâs on the card.
Right, yeah.
Well, it turns out we got a big group coming in tonight, - so we kinda need to - Absolutely! Um Hey, if you need a volunteer, like a docent or anything, I do a lot of OK.
Uh, well, nice to meet ya.
You, too.
[SOFT CLANK.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[DISTANT CHATTER.]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH.]
WENDELL: You and him were close? He took care of your grandmother.
For a long time.
[SIGHS.]
Tried to be a good man.
Sometimes he was.
WENDELL: Grandma told me to leave.
I didnât know where to go.
HENRY: Iâm sorry I wasnât here.
I shouldnât have left you two alone.
Where were you last night? I I had to do something.
WENDELL: I slept in one of the pews at Grandpaâs church.
This is fucked up, Dad.
RUTH: Henry? I wanted to talk to you.
Explain what I did before they take me away.
He was cominâ at me.
I tried to hide, but he found me out in the shed.
I had no choice.
I was scared, Henry.
He scared me.
You know what he can be like.
Wait, Mom, what are you what are you talkinâ about? Itâs hard for you, of course, but you do know.
The way he treated you.
I was scared for you, scared he was gonna hurt you.
- Mom, who? - And I didnât protect you.
I should have, I know, but I didnât, because he was not in his right mind.
Dad? I donât know how he came back, but he did.
Only I stood up to him this time, like I should have before.
I protected you.
And your boy.
Youâll help me, wonât you? Explain everything? Youâll help me get them to see that I had no choice.
Find Alan.
He knows these men.
They trust him.
He can talk to them.
Find Alan.
POLICE RADIO: Suspect is Caucasian, approximately six-foot-four, mid-twenties, wearing a plaid overcoat.
He is considered armed and dangerous.
WOMAN: But he was your client, right? - You know he was.
- Yet somehow you never even got a first name.
No.
And he never said a word about Juniper Hill? Fourteen dead, another five missing.
Maybe next time youâll think twice before you spring a lunatic from prison.
Maybe prison is what turned him into a lunatic.
Your motherâs still confused about what happened.
Iâll circle back tomorrow and talk with her again.
Only with me present.
- What? - You donât remember me, do you? Daria Reese.
My daughter, she went to Castle Rock High with you.
Dana.
- I was on the PTA.
- Iâm sorry.
Itâs OK, but who could forget you, right? What was the name that the kids used to call you? - The Black Death? - Are we done? And here you are, back in town not two weeks and thereâs another dead guy in your house.
Shawshank, too.
Heard that CO popped all the guards was gonna be your star witness, you were there when it happened.
Youâre like a fuckinâ lightning rod.
What is your badge number? Iâll be in touch.
[VANâS ENGINE STARTS.]
Hey, hey.
Come here.
Letâs go.
What was she asking you about? What was she asking you about? Dad, tell me.
This place is messed up.
It always has been.
Thatâs why I never brought you here.
I shouldnât have brought you here now.
Look, I heard what Grandma said, all right? I was listening.
All that All that stuff about your dad? It kind of explained some things, you know? Yeah, whatâs it explain? Grandmaâs got dementia.
And sheâs told me more about you in one day than you have in my whole life.
Wendell hey.
- We can talk about this.
- No, we canât, Dad.
All right? You canât.
[HENRY GRUNTS.]
Iâm gonna come up to Boston as soon as I get done here.
And Iâll stay for a few weeks or longer.
Then letâs go home now.
Together.
Please.
I wish I could.
I just Canât get away? Right? I just need a few days.
Yeah.
[PHONE BUZZING.]
MOLLY: Henry, itâs Molly.
I heard about Sheriff Pangborn.
Iâm so sorry.
Call me when you can.
Please.
- DRIVER: Jeez! - [PASSENGERS GASP.]
DRIVER: Come on.
Another one.
[SIGHS.]
- [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
- [GROANING.]
- [RINGING CONTINUES.]
- [GROANING.]
Everywhere this guy goes, people die.
Juniper Hill, Shawshank Warden Lacy, now Alan.
He doesnât do those things himself, itâs like itâs like other people do it for him.
He pushes them somehow.
I donât know.
Iâve never felt anything like it when I was near him.
He said he waited for me.
That he rescued me from a basement and waited for me for 27 years.
[EERIE SOUNDS.]
Can I ask you a crazy question? Of course.
You saw Lacyâs house, right? Did you ever go down to his basement? The widow said she couldnât find the key.
[KNOCKS ON DOOR.]
[BANGING.]
THE KID: I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
[RUMBLING, CLATTERING.]
[CRACKLING, WHOOSHING.]
[SIGHS.]
[SIGHS.]
This is Henry Deaver, Iâm away from my phone.
Please leave a message after the tone.
- [BEEP.]
- Hi.
Henry.
Um, itâs me, Iâm coming over.
I just canât be alone right now, OK? [SHARPLY EXHALES.]
- [CAMERA CLICKING.]
- Can I help you? Uh Iâm sorry.
I knocked.
Uh but [CLEARS THROAT.]
Iâm a lawyer, and a man I represent is Well, your paintings You know, I should just leave.
Yeah.
I think youâd better.
- [KNIFE PUNCTURES.]
- Aah! Aah! Aah! Aw, fuck! [BOTH GRUNTING.]
GORDON: Stop it! Get off! - [GRUNTING.]
- Unh! - Aah! - Oh, God! [BOTH GRUNTING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING, PANTING.]
[GASPS.]
[HITS FLOOR.]
[PANTING.]
Aah.
[GURGLING.]
[PANTING, GROANING.]
[GORDON SCREAMING.]
[GORDON YELLING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
[SHOUTS.]
[BLOW STRIKES.]
[HENRY GRUNTING, GASPING.]
[SCREAM ECHOING.]
[SCREAM LOOPING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
[SCREAM CONTINUES LOOPING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
[CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
JACKIE: I mean, they were just so creepy.
Something seemed off, so I drove by again âcause I was like Well, yeah, I mean, I guess I was snooping.
[JACKIEâS VOICE DISTORTS AND FADES.]
I wasnât myself anymore, you know? What the fuck? [HINGES CREAKING.]
What What are you doing here? Whereâs Henry? I donât think heâs ready yet.
Ready.
Ready for what? But you can help me.
Because you know me.
I donât know anything about you.
You do.
And I know you.
Your parents.
They had a television in there.
Sometimes theyâd let you stay up late and watch movies with them.
And youâd sit a lot by the window in there in a big chair listening to your music.
- [PHONE BUZZING.]
- [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
- Hello? - Henry, itâs Reverend Appleton.
Your mother just came to the church and seemed confused.
- She asked me if - Wait, when? Sheriff Pangborn was alive or dead this time.
- Where is she now? - I tried to take her home, but she left in a hurry.
She seemed very disoriented.
Iâm a little worried about where she went [VOICE DISTORTS, FADES.]
Henry? Henry? COP 1: Suspect has left the area.
COP 2: I thought you were watching him! [EERIE SOUNDS.]
[EERIE SOUND LOOPING.]
You painted your nails with Wite-Out.
And your bed was over here.
And your desk was over here.
And you had a flashlight.
And you shined it up at the hill.
H-How do you know all of this? I was there.
[LOOPING STOPS.]
Out there in the woods.
Thatâs where you died.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
ROBOTIC VOICE: Bad Robot!
- MOLLY: Where do you teach? - GORDON: Des Moines.
Weâre looking for a change of pace.
MOLLY: There is a lot of history in this town not all of it good.
- [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
- MARTHA: We knew your father.
Youâre Henry Deaver, arenât you? Whatâs in the basement? Donât make me call the state police.
MATTHEW ON VIDEO: Youâre lagging.
Letâs go.
Which way do you think it is, son? WILLIE: Your father called it The Voice of God.
WILLIE: Inside this chamber is total silence perhaps the only total silence on Earth.
HENRY: Hey! MOLLY: Something terrible is going to happen.
ALAN: You havenât aged one day, not for 27 years.
LACY: The reason, the stain The curse on our town.
TV ANNOUNCER: Suspected arson at Juniper Hills Hospital.
Police have released a photo, but not a name.
LACY: Dragging evil behind you everywhere you went.
[CRYING OUT.]
LACY: And after all these years [PISTOL FIRING.]
[RUTH GASPING.]
LACY: I still donât know what you really are.
[CHURCH BELLS RINGING.]
The fundamental problem is that repression has become a dirty word, when it is, in fact, a crucial Darwinian tool.
The human mind is expressly designed to forget much of its past suffering, as the body is designed to heal its wounds.
Yes, but donât the evolutionary psychologists want to have their heuristic cake and eat it, too? Surely youâre not suggesting that we ignore the lessons of history? Huxley and Rogers have empirically demonstrated that fetishizing cultural memories is both dangerous and foolhardy.
[SCOFFS.]
Well then perhaps Iâm a fool - [CHUCKLING.]
- but a fool with tenure.
But you know what I just canât forget? That you fucked my wife.
[ROARING.]
Wow.
Itâs certainly beautiful country.
MOLLY: Thereâs no Masshole summer tourists in Castle Rock.
The average cost of a three-bedroom is 39% lower than the next zip code over, and as soon as Main Street is redeveloped, property values are gonna shoot through the roof! Which, by the way, was just re-shingled last year.
Would they consider including the art? - MOVER: Youâre good.
- WIFE: More.
MOVER: All right.
WIFE: More, more, more, more, more.
- Down here? - There.
All right, got it.
WIFE: Widow said he made hundreds of paintings.
Wonder where the rest of them are.
WIFE: Oh, hey, I found the key to the basement! Gordon? [SIGHS.]
You cominâ up? Yeah, five minutes.
I thought we could, um give it a shot? Canât we just say it never happened? [GRUNTS.]
Iâm trying.
[TELEPHONE RINGING.]
Castle Rock Historic B&B.
Can I help you? Absolutely.
OK, great.
Bye-bye.
Gordon.
We got a booking.
[CHUCKLES.]
GORDON: The murder capital of 1991.
Can you believe that? Gordon has always been interested in the macabre.
He did his Ph.
D.
Work on the BTK Killer.
Well, uh sociological analysis.
Nothing too juicy, Iâm afraid.
We believe this to be the first fully immersive lodging experience of historical integrity for the true crime aficionado.
A chance to stay in a house where actual murders have been recreated in exquisite detail.
WIFE: And as we acquire more properties around town, we think Castle Rock could be a unique destination.
Yup.
For young people who, um, will like this.
[HUMORLESS CHUCKLE.]
How long have you been married? - Uh, 13 years.
- Itâs, uh, two for me.
So, uh, the tour tomorrow, we could Oh, thatâs OK, weâll probably be getting out of here early.
Uh, we just needed a sleepy little town, so I see.
Yeah.
[SIGHS.]
Thank you.
WOMAN: Mmm.
- [PASSIONATE MOANING.]
- [RHYTHMIC THUDDING.]
[WIFE SNORING QUIETLY.]
[MOANING, THUDDING CONTINUES.]
[MOANING INTENSIFIES.]
[THUDDING SPEEDS UP.]
[WOMAN SHRIEKING.]
Gordon? Gordon? [GASPS.]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING.]
[EERIE CACOPHONY, WHOOSHING.]
[GASPS.]
[WHOOSHING.]
[CACOPHONY.]
- [CRACKING.]
- [HENRY GASPING.]
Aah! - [DOOR SLAMS.]
- [GASPING.]
[HINGES CREAK.]
- MOLLY: Henry! - [SCREAMING.]
- [HENRY SCREAMING.]
- MOLLY: Itâs Molly.
Henry.
Itâs me, OK? Come on.
HENRY: Where are those men? MOLLY: I donât know.
[SIGHS.]
MOLLY: They really just locked you in there and left? Were you in there with me? Is that how you found me? Kind of.
It I donât know.
It was confusing.
I know it was only a few hours, but it felt like years.
I thought I knew how the world worked.
What was real and whatâs not.
[LIGHTLY CHUCKLES.]
I sound crazy.
People have been calling me crazy my whole life.
You get used to it.
HENRY: Iâm sorry.
Youâre not crazy.
[CAR DOOR SHUTS.]
[STARTS CAR.]
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Front door open.
Wendell? [KNOCKS ON DOOR.]
Mom? [SIGHS.]
[WATER RUNNING.]
Wendell? [WATER RUNNING.]
[WATER SHUTS OFF.]
What are you doing here? Whereâs my son? Heâs not here.
Where is he? [FOOTSTEPS.]
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Front door open.
Wendell.
- You aight? - Yeah.
Heâs still here? Go upstairs.
Lock the door.
Donât come out till I say so.
What do you mean, "go upstairs"? - Whatâs wrong? - Go upstairs.
- Dad - Lock the door.
Now.
- Is Grandma OK? - Go.
[ALARM BEEPS.]
Back door open.
HENRY: Where you going? You shouldnât be here.
[INHALES.]
What did you do? She was afraid.
Confused.
She killed him.
- [SIGHS.]
- I cleaned up.
If we take the body into the woods What are you talking about? We have to protect her.
[MUTTERS.]
- [EERIE SOUND.]
- Do you hear it? You do? Finally.
We have to go.
We have to go to the woods.
Who are you? Why did you ask for me? I waited for you.
- I waited for 27 years.
- [SIREN WAILS BRIEFLY.]
MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER: Maine State Police.
Come out if youâre in there.
I rescued you from that basement, and I didnât ask for any of this.
Come out now! This is your last warning.
RADIO: Copy that, dispatch.
Hands up.
[SAWING.]
[GRUNTING.]
[SAWING CONTINUES.]
MAN ON NEWS BROADCAST: According to authorities, several other suspects in addition to the John Doe just released from Shawshank Prison may have been involved in the disaster at Juniper Hill.
CCTV footage revealed multiple patients lighting their mattresses on fire around the same time.
These residents had no known history of arson [SIGHS.]
Lilith.
I donât know what came over me.
Iâm not a murderer.
I jus I I donât It never happened.
[CAR HORN HONKING.]
Oh, shit.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- OK, calm down.
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
Hello? - Hello.
- JACKIE: Hi there.
Wow.
Look at this place.
Uh, can we help you? Oh, sorry.
Iâm Jackie.
Uh Sweet Chariot Taxi.
Saw your website, was thinkinâ maybe we could help each other.
Excuse me just a second.
I need to You know, like Iâd talk you guys up with my fares, and Iâd be "supes" appreciative if you thought of me with your guests, so boy Howdy.
What have we here? Um Gotta be honest kind of makes me kick myself, because no shit I had this idea five years ago.
Like, turn this town into a murder theme park.
And now with the warden, plus his friend in the cage, never mind Juniper Hill, this place is a gold mine.
But hey, you guys got here first, so respect.
Johnny Carrick, 1929.
Uh, yeah.
Rather obscure.
Not to me.
His cousin lost it all in the stock market crash, and Johnny here refused to help him.
Tsk.
That is a felling axe.
Itâs not a fire axe.
Carrick was a fireman.
You know your axes.
- Um, Ms? - Torrance.
Jackie.
Itâs on the card.
Right, yeah.
Well, it turns out we got a big group coming in tonight, - so we kinda need to - Absolutely! Um Hey, if you need a volunteer, like a docent or anything, I do a lot of OK.
Uh, well, nice to meet ya.
You, too.
[SOFT CLANK.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[DISTANT CHATTER.]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH.]
WENDELL: You and him were close? He took care of your grandmother.
For a long time.
[SIGHS.]
Tried to be a good man.
Sometimes he was.
WENDELL: Grandma told me to leave.
I didnât know where to go.
HENRY: Iâm sorry I wasnât here.
I shouldnât have left you two alone.
Where were you last night? I I had to do something.
WENDELL: I slept in one of the pews at Grandpaâs church.
This is fucked up, Dad.
RUTH: Henry? I wanted to talk to you.
Explain what I did before they take me away.
He was cominâ at me.
I tried to hide, but he found me out in the shed.
I had no choice.
I was scared, Henry.
He scared me.
You know what he can be like.
Wait, Mom, what are you what are you talkinâ about? Itâs hard for you, of course, but you do know.
The way he treated you.
I was scared for you, scared he was gonna hurt you.
- Mom, who? - And I didnât protect you.
I should have, I know, but I didnât, because he was not in his right mind.
Dad? I donât know how he came back, but he did.
Only I stood up to him this time, like I should have before.
I protected you.
And your boy.
Youâll help me, wonât you? Explain everything? Youâll help me get them to see that I had no choice.
Find Alan.
He knows these men.
They trust him.
He can talk to them.
Find Alan.
POLICE RADIO: Suspect is Caucasian, approximately six-foot-four, mid-twenties, wearing a plaid overcoat.
He is considered armed and dangerous.
WOMAN: But he was your client, right? - You know he was.
- Yet somehow you never even got a first name.
No.
And he never said a word about Juniper Hill? Fourteen dead, another five missing.
Maybe next time youâll think twice before you spring a lunatic from prison.
Maybe prison is what turned him into a lunatic.
Your motherâs still confused about what happened.
Iâll circle back tomorrow and talk with her again.
Only with me present.
- What? - You donât remember me, do you? Daria Reese.
My daughter, she went to Castle Rock High with you.
Dana.
- I was on the PTA.
- Iâm sorry.
Itâs OK, but who could forget you, right? What was the name that the kids used to call you? - The Black Death? - Are we done? And here you are, back in town not two weeks and thereâs another dead guy in your house.
Shawshank, too.
Heard that CO popped all the guards was gonna be your star witness, you were there when it happened.
Youâre like a fuckinâ lightning rod.
What is your badge number? Iâll be in touch.
[VANâS ENGINE STARTS.]
Hey, hey.
Come here.
Letâs go.
What was she asking you about? What was she asking you about? Dad, tell me.
This place is messed up.
It always has been.
Thatâs why I never brought you here.
I shouldnât have brought you here now.
Look, I heard what Grandma said, all right? I was listening.
All that All that stuff about your dad? It kind of explained some things, you know? Yeah, whatâs it explain? Grandmaâs got dementia.
And sheâs told me more about you in one day than you have in my whole life.
Wendell hey.
- We can talk about this.
- No, we canât, Dad.
All right? You canât.
[HENRY GRUNTS.]
Iâm gonna come up to Boston as soon as I get done here.
And Iâll stay for a few weeks or longer.
Then letâs go home now.
Together.
Please.
I wish I could.
I just Canât get away? Right? I just need a few days.
Yeah.
[PHONE BUZZING.]
MOLLY: Henry, itâs Molly.
I heard about Sheriff Pangborn.
Iâm so sorry.
Call me when you can.
Please.
- DRIVER: Jeez! - [PASSENGERS GASP.]
DRIVER: Come on.
Another one.
[SIGHS.]
- [HIGH-PITCHED RINGING.]
- [GROANING.]
- [RINGING CONTINUES.]
- [GROANING.]
Everywhere this guy goes, people die.
Juniper Hill, Shawshank Warden Lacy, now Alan.
He doesnât do those things himself, itâs like itâs like other people do it for him.
He pushes them somehow.
I donât know.
Iâve never felt anything like it when I was near him.
He said he waited for me.
That he rescued me from a basement and waited for me for 27 years.
[EERIE SOUNDS.]
Can I ask you a crazy question? Of course.
You saw Lacyâs house, right? Did you ever go down to his basement? The widow said she couldnât find the key.
[KNOCKS ON DOOR.]
[BANGING.]
THE KID: I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
[RUMBLING, CLATTERING.]
[CRACKLING, WHOOSHING.]
[SIGHS.]
[SIGHS.]
This is Henry Deaver, Iâm away from my phone.
Please leave a message after the tone.
- [BEEP.]
- Hi.
Henry.
Um, itâs me, Iâm coming over.
I just canât be alone right now, OK? [SHARPLY EXHALES.]
- [CAMERA CLICKING.]
- Can I help you? Uh Iâm sorry.
I knocked.
Uh but [CLEARS THROAT.]
Iâm a lawyer, and a man I represent is Well, your paintings You know, I should just leave.
Yeah.
I think youâd better.
- [KNIFE PUNCTURES.]
- Aah! Aah! Aah! Aw, fuck! [BOTH GRUNTING.]
GORDON: Stop it! Get off! - [GRUNTING.]
- Unh! - Aah! - Oh, God! [BOTH GRUNTING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING, PANTING.]
[GASPS.]
[HITS FLOOR.]
[PANTING.]
Aah.
[GURGLING.]
[PANTING, GROANING.]
[GORDON SCREAMING.]
[GORDON YELLING.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
[SHOUTS.]
[BLOW STRIKES.]
[HENRY GRUNTING, GASPING.]
[SCREAM ECHOING.]
[SCREAM LOOPING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
[SCREAM CONTINUES LOOPING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
[CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
JACKIE: I mean, they were just so creepy.
Something seemed off, so I drove by again âcause I was like Well, yeah, I mean, I guess I was snooping.
[JACKIEâS VOICE DISTORTS AND FADES.]
I wasnât myself anymore, you know? What the fuck? [HINGES CREAKING.]
What What are you doing here? Whereâs Henry? I donât think heâs ready yet.
Ready.
Ready for what? But you can help me.
Because you know me.
I donât know anything about you.
You do.
And I know you.
Your parents.
They had a television in there.
Sometimes theyâd let you stay up late and watch movies with them.
And youâd sit a lot by the window in there in a big chair listening to your music.
- [PHONE BUZZING.]
- [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
- Hello? - Henry, itâs Reverend Appleton.
Your mother just came to the church and seemed confused.
- She asked me if - Wait, when? Sheriff Pangborn was alive or dead this time.
- Where is she now? - I tried to take her home, but she left in a hurry.
She seemed very disoriented.
Iâm a little worried about where she went [VOICE DISTORTS, FADES.]
Henry? Henry? COP 1: Suspect has left the area.
COP 2: I thought you were watching him! [EERIE SOUNDS.]
[EERIE SOUND LOOPING.]
You painted your nails with Wite-Out.
And your bed was over here.
And your desk was over here.
And you had a flashlight.
And you shined it up at the hill.
H-How do you know all of this? I was there.
[LOOPING STOPS.]
Out there in the woods.
Thatâs where you died.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
ROBOTIC VOICE: Bad Robot!