Revival (2025) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[industrial noises]
- [wind gusting]
- [distant dogs barking]
- [electrical buzz]
- [faint rock music]
[music gets louder]
[faint rumbling gets louder]
Don't you go looking for ♪
- [radio crackles, buzzes]
- [song tunes out, in]
[cart rumbles, clatters]
I say yes ♪
TECH: Watch your six, ma'am.
- John Doe coming through.
- [camera beeps]
- [door handle thuds]
- [door hinges squeak]
- [tech sighs]
- [door bangs]
You know, people ask me all the time,
do I think the folks I put in
the old Firebox 5000 feel it?
People ask you that?
I tell them about old Jerry Bowers.
See, he had this crazy condition
where he couldn't feel no pain.
Like, you could stab him.
Nothing. Sounds great, right?
Well, turns out we actually
need to feel the pain
to stay alive.
Otherwise, might get a hand
stuck in a woodchipper
and not even know it.
Anyway, let's get this puppy up.
- (groaning) Let's go.
- [gear ratcheting, squeaking]
Ah! More like John Doughy.
This dude's heavy.
[bang] Okay, looking good.
- [clattering]
- Now, pay attention, Miss Toe.
- It's Tao.
- [tech groans]
- [door thuds closed]
- [song plays faintly on radio]
You a vegetarian, Miss Tao?
- No.
- 'Cause personally,
I like my chicken oven-roasted.
[motor spinning up, thumping]
[ascending machinery whine]
Do you really think people care
about this kind of stuff?
I find most don't
once the tears dry, you know?
It's a segment on unusual jobs
for people in town, so
[fans whirring]
I would say that this qualifies.
- [bong]
- [high-pitched warning beeps]
What was that?
Is that supposed to be happening?
Goddamn it, Benny!
[loud buzzer]
- [pounding]
- [Man 1 yelling, moaning]
- Oh my God!
- Oh my God! They're alive!
Open the door! Open it!
- (stammering) I'm trying!
- I gotta override the system!
I can't! [splutters]
I can't open the door.
- Flames will shoot everywhere!
- Hurry up!
- [whoosh]
- Oh!
Ah!
[moaning, yelling]
[yelling]
[dramatic score]
[burning man yelling]
- Oh!
- [flames whooshing]
- [several people yelling]
- [pounding]
- [thumping]
- MAN (muffled): What's going on?
Oh!
This ain't my fault.
- [clattering]
- [score fades out]
Well, this sure as shit isn't my fault.
[sighs] When is it ever, Dad?
- [phone buzzing, ringing]
- What is that supposed to mean?
- [phone stops ringing]
- Of course you're doing this!
You've been running ever since
you fumbled the Blackdeer case.
I'm doing what's best for me and Cooper!
[sighs] I need a fresh start. We all do.
Oh, that's real nice, kid.
Given everything our family
has been through.
[phone rings, buzzes] Damn it!
What the hell is going on?
- Look, I Just stop.
- [sighs]
COOPER: This one's really cool,
Mom!
- [Dad talk faintly]
- MOM: Oh, yeah.
DAD: Wait. What!?
Haven't seen this old relic in a while.
- There's a reason for that.
- [soft thud]
I can't. I'm with my daughter
and my grandson right now, okay?
I have to go. You handle it.
Still using the family excuse?
What're you gonna do
when Cooper and I are gone?
It's not like you can just be honest.
Oh, that's rich coming from you.
Hiding all of this.
Taking away my grandson.
Quitting on me. On our town.
On your sister!
- Are you serious?
- I am your boss, too!
Were you even gonna bother to tell me?
- [phone ringing, buzzing]
- Ugh. Damn it!
Yeah, I guess I forgot
how easy it is to talk to you.
Consider this my two weeks' notice.
Yes. Randy did what?
- What does that even mean?
- [quiet tense score]
- [phone beeps]
- Oh, wait. Hold on!
[phone clicks] What?
Okay, okay. Slow down.
Yeah, look, I got
What?
Well, where did they go?
[paper rustling]
How the hell am I supposed to know?
Yes.
Okay, look, I'll handle it.
You stay put, all right?
The apocalypse start
or something? What's going on?
I'll get the Seeleys to watch Cooper.
- I need you.
- [sighs] What?
- [phone rings, buzzes]
- What is going on, Dad?
- I don't know, exactly.
- Go see Randy. Find out
- what's got him all worked up.
- [she sighs]
You are still a Mountain Bay County
police officer
for the next two weeks, right?
[deep calming inhale, exhale]
[score intensifies]
[score fades out]
[car rumbling]
DISPATCHER: All units, please confirm.
We have multiple 10-33s in progress.
- I need someone east
- [radio cuts out]
- Forrest. Another at
- [static crackling over radio]
[tense score]
- Cordova Drive
- [static]
- (whisper) Crap.
- [click]
- [radio squelches]
- Jeannie, you there?
[squelch] Jeannie, come in.
[squelch]
- [clattering]
- What the hell, man?
- Alert! Again, multiple 10-33s.
- [static crackles]
- Units are
- [braking tires squeal]
- [gasps]
- [panting]
[dramatic score]
[raspy breaths]
- [seatbelt unbuckling]
- [door handle clicks]
- [sharp short exhale]
- [car door closes]
[panting]
- MAN 2: Hey.
- [woman sobbing]
- Can you help me?
- WOMAN 1: What's going on?
- MAN 2: Hello?
- [multiple people talking]
- Officer?
- MAN 3: Where the hell am I?
MAN 2: Don't know what's going on.
MAN 4: Is this some kind of a joke?
Oh, why are we here?
MAN 5: Wait! What day is it?
- WOMAN 2: I don't understand.
- [woman sobbing]
GIRL: Miss Cypress?
WOMAN 3: You, do you know
what's happening?
- Ma'am?
- MAN 4: Can you help me?
Have you seen my mommy?
I I want my mommy.
[sniffles]
[people asking questions]
[she breathes hard]
- MAN 4: Someone buried me alive.
- MAN 6: Officer!
[score intensifies]
[dramatic opening theme]
NEWSWOMAN 1: It's been 35 days
since Revival Day
and after weeks of uncertainty
[gentle light score]
the lockdown has officially been lifted.
Mayor Ken Dillisch's surprise decision
just less than 48 hours ago
allows residents to leave their homes,
return to work
and reconnect with loved ones.
However, authorities emphasize
that the quarantine
remains in effect with CDC checkpoints
ensuring no one leaves Wausau
while investigations
into the revival event continue.
[static crackles]
NEWSMAN 1: The Sheriff's
Department continues to maintan
a registry of revived citizens
and urges citizens
to report any new cases.
So far, 47 have been identifie,
all tied to a specific
- two-week period
- [water drops plopping]
leading up to Revival Day
on December 18th.
- [phone buzzing]
- The CDC reassures the public
[water sloshing]
there is no cause for alarm.
- [soft exhales, moans]
- [phone continues buzzing]
- [nasal inhale]
- NEWSWOMAN 2: Governor Harris
outlined more detailed
quarantine rules today
at her press conference
stressing that only
vital goods and services
can cross the border
and that approval process
is still being defined.
There is no confirmed date
for this change
- (whisper) Jesus Christ.
- [clattering, bottles clinking]
Kay? Are you home?
- Kay, what's going on?
- [door closes]
Lockdown's over.
Dude, come on.
Did you not go home at all?
Like, isn't your dad the sheriff?
I've just, uh, I've had
some stuff to deal with.
NEWSWOMAN 2: liaison who just arrived
You know what blows?
Week this all went down,
I was supposed to be visiting
my brother at Northwestern.
- And?
- And I could've been
in Chicago this whole time.
Not, like, quarantined in goddamn Wausau
with a bunch of lame-ass zombies.
- [newsman continues report]
- I'm sorry?
- Well, you know what?
- Classes start back up tomorrow
and as excited as I am
to go to school with a dead person
Goddamn Shelly should have
stayed that way.
[sighs] Whatever.
Um, I need to get
the rest of my shit from my car.
And do you think that maybe
we could [clicks teeth]
Maybe we could clean this up a bit?
We could watch a movie after.
[water burbling]
[bass and drum-heavy rock music]
- MAN: Ooh. Oh, ooh, ooh. Sorry.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ah!
Hold on, hold on,
I think we just dented your car.
- Not mine. Mm.
- Okay. Mm.
- [both panting]
- Uh, should we leave a note?
Absolutely not.
- [car door opening]
- Is this your vehicle?
- Dude!
- Yeah?
- You talk too much.
- Okay, okay.
Wow. Okay. Huh. [chuckles]
Oh, yeah.
- All right. Oh.
- Okay. Ow!
- Oh, you all right?
- Yeah, I just banged my foot.
- Okay, so we're doing this, huh?
- Yeah.
- Might not be a great idea.
- No, I think it's good.
- Okay, you do
- It's really a big coat. Sorry.
- It's so big. Yeah.
- Yeah, look, okay, this is
- [both lightly moaning]
- Okay, yeah. This is great.
- Yeah.
- It's great but maybe we could
maybe we should talk about
what I do occupationally
Oh, okay. Wow. This is happening, huh?
- Been a bad month.
- This is my good bra.
- Don't ruin this.
- All right.
- [phone buzzes]
- Is that your phone? Okay.
Shit! Shit! [sighs]
It's babysitter.
- Babysit
- Everything okay?
- HER DAD: Yes, Coop's in bed.
- Where are you?
- Out. What's up?
- It's Lester.
- Should I?
- [shushes]
- He's found a dead horse.
- And?
- Go check it out.
- Figure out whose it is.
I'm not on dead animal cleanup
for some old rich prick.
- Damn it, Dana, not now.
- don't need this shit from you. - I
- et over there and deal with it.
- G
[sharp frustrated grunts, groans]
- That was your babysitter?
- Don't worry about it.
- Okay. I'll go. Yeah, it's okay.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, I'm gonna go. No worries.
- [Dana groan, sighs]
- I'm sorry, I'll go.
- Okay.
- All right. Coat.
- Coat.
- It's cold. Don't forget this.
- Okay. Thanks. Be well.
- Yeah. You, too.
- Okay. All right.
- [he knocks on window]
- Can I call you sometime?
- Okay.
- Yeah.
All right. Uh
[engine revving]
[sighs]
Get your number next time!
[tense score]
[distant train horn blares]
[engine rumbling]
[engine off]
[score intensifies]
- [score intensifies, stops]
- What you think?
Ah! What the hell? Lester!
You trying to give me a heart attack?
- Of course not.
- But if you don't cut out
the trans fats like I been telling you,
you might have one all on your own.
- You not read my books?
- Can we skip the trip
- down Majak memory lane please?
- I'll have you know, Officer,
that even at 82,
I believe my best days
are still ahead of me.
In my bestselling book,
A Strong Century, I
Lester.
- Horse.
- What do you think killed it?
- I don't know.
- Did you talk it to death?
Ha, ha, ha.
Coyotes?
- [leaves rustling]
- [distant bird calling]
[brooding score]
Did you drive your truck here?
- Yeah.
- I pulled it around the bend.
Then I was getting some extra steps in.
[leaves rustling, twigs snapping]
[tense score]
What are you doing?
[female singer vocalizing]
[female choir vocalizing]
[soft dramatic boom]
[crackling]
[pants softly]
- MAN ON TV: Oh, um
- I don't know. I mean, uh,
- I tumbled over
- [toothbrush scratching]
and I had a pain shooting up my arm
- Cooper! Come on buddy!
- then everything went dark.
And then bam! I was awake.
All happened in a blink.
- nd hand to God I feel the sam.
- A - [Dana spits, sighs]
And I know that
the sheriff's new task force
has a registry of every revived citizen.
I also know that it's safe
to leave our homes.
- DANA: You're gonna be late.
- Get your butt in gear!
MAYOR: visiting
Manning Meats later today
for some of this man's
fine brisket. [laughs]
Well, I'm not one
to hurt business, Mr. Mayor,
but take it from me:
go light on the red meat.
[both laugh overenthusiastically]
Cooper! We have got to go!
- Stop yelling, Mom.
- Jesus!
How long have you been sitting there?
Are you really sure it's okay
for us to go back to school?
- Yeah, you heard the guy.
- Scientist-approved.
You know nothing happens in this town
without your grandpa's approval, right?
- All right, here you go.
- [items in lunch clatter]
Oh. Okay.
Wait, wait, wait!
Let me see you.
Hat. Coat. Lunch. Okay. Okay.
- Okay. Have a good day!
- [bag crinkling]
- [sighs]
- [door opens]
- [door closes]
- [heavy sigh]
STUDENT 1: Why do we have to
go to school with the zombies?
- [unintelligible]
- [quiet score]
Do you think she's going to
eat our brains?
- STUDENT 2: Eww.
- STUDENT 3: Hopefully not.
STUDENT 1: Do you think
she's, like, less smart?
STUDENT 4: Cool! Look at this.
[crinkling]
[students snickering, giggling
chattering]
I don't think I look like that.
[giggling continues]
- STUDENT 5: Oh, I know.
- STUDENT 6: You think so?
[students giggling]
I'm glad you're back.
[giggling, chattering]
[car door closes]
[distant police siren whoops]
[score, siren fade out]
- [crosstalk]
- WOMAN 1: Officer.
MAN 1: Why are we trapped with freaks?
WOMAN 2: The checkout girl
at Richmonds is one of them.
She wore all black
and was super-pale and had these
[phone ringing]
crazy dark eyes.
- That's Tina.
- She just likes The Cure.
MAN 1: There's something
in the woods. I can hear it.
I'm telling you.
RECEPTIONIST: I hear you,
Mrs. Shaw, I do.
But if he passed before the 4th,
I don't, uh
Oh! Morning.
Saved one for you. [chuckles]
Jeannie, you are an angel.
- Are we sure?
- He passed one day prior.
Just one day.
Maybe he's gonna come back later?
- I just don't know, Mrs. Shaw.
- I'm so sorry.
[crosstalk]
Mm.
You find your Seabiscuit slayer yet?
[distant loud prison horn]
Brush your teeth, McCray. God.
Lost my appetite. It's for you.
- Oh, thanks.
- You get me that registry?
- He's not budging.
- Says task force only.
Nobody tells me anything around here.
[sighs] I just want a real case.
Yeah, you'll have to take it up
with your dad. [exhale]
But, right now, it's snug on his desk.
He's hanging onto it
like a tick on a hound.
DANA'S DAD: Jesus Christ!
WOMAN: My kid was bullied
at school this morning.
- [heavy sigh]
- Speak of the devil.
- Oh, Lord.
- They've been at it all morning.
Yeah, I'd stay out of
the blast zone if I was you.
Feel bad for the new guy.
- New guy?
- What do you mean new guy?
How do we have a new guy?
CDC folk. This one's
a real cutie patootie.
Oh.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
Let me introduce myself.
Oh, Dana. Dana.
Oh, Wayne, be reasonable!
Reasonable? You're the one
who paraded that man out there
in some ridiculous publicity stunt
while we're sitting on a powder keg!
- Look at them out there!
- I just don't understand
how panicking people is helping.
If anything, I'm helping you.
- You want to help me?
- Authorize their removal.
Why can't you see this
as an opportunity?
It is my job to keep these people
Our people! safe!
Oh. Why do you have to
make this so hard on yourself?
Because when you die, Ken, you die!
- I won't send them away.
- We'll see.
You are one stubborn asshole!
- You'd know.
- [phone ringing]
[faint chattering]
- Dana.
- Mayor.
- No, Dana, don't go in there.
- Come on. No.
- DANA: Yeah.
- No.
Yeah.
You know, if you want to
send a message to Dillisch,
Lester's got a dead horse
with a head you can mail.
[mischievous score]
- Dana.
- Mm-hm?
This is Dr. Ibrahim Ramin,
our new CDC liaison.
This is Officer Dana Cypress.
- Cypress.
- Yeah, it's my daughter.
- Okay, yes.
- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- And also with you.
- Likewise.
Yeah, okay, let's wrap it up.
Yeah, quickly, sir. I just,
I've only been here for two days
and I need the appropriate time
to catch up
and help us figure out what caused this
so if we can please just communicate,
that would be great for both parties.
What the hell do you think
we're doing now?
Yeah, this is communicating, isn't it?
- Uh, yes.
- DANA: Mm-hm.
- Yes?
- And have you considered
that maybe Revivers might be dangerous?
Right?
Uh, yes, of course we've considered that
considering our, our, yes,
our meticulous approach
and extensive testing, but to be clear,
we have no data to substantiate
that line of thinking.
Uh, all reviver subjects to date
appear normal.
What is going on
between you two right now? Huh?
- What?
- What?
All I'm saying, sir, is I need
the appropriate time to
detail findings, observe them
in their environment
not just for the
preservation of this community,
but for the vast potential
of this, this discovery.
So, just, you know,
I don't step on your toes
and you don't step on mine.
Deal, sir?
I've got much bigger shoes
than you do, Doctor.
That'll be all for now. Thank you.
Thank you, sir.
Okay.
- [score fades out]
- [Dana blows air through lips]
- Did you sleep with him?
- [door closes]
What?
Dad!
- Anyway, moving on.
- Did you take care of the horse?
- Uh-huh.
- Randy's on the necropsy.
We're just figuring out
where it came from.
Finish up quick, okay,
'cause we're stretched
pretty thin as it is.
- [Dana sighs]
- [chair wheels clattering]
- [indistinct chatter]
- [paper rustling]
[dramatic bass-heavy score]
[office phone ringing]
Myles Miller?
- [cell phone buzzes]
- [score fades out]
- Mm.
- [second cell phone rings]
Helen, how you doing?
How's Bill and the gang?
- Hi, Dana.
- Uh, they're great. Yeah.
- Do you have a minute?
- Always, for you. Yes.
You know how excited
everyone was to make you
a part of the Paper Street
security team?
- Yeah, yeah.
- What do you mean "was"?
I'm sorry but we can't
keep holding the position.
I know you're stuck there,
but it's been over a month
and we can't keep waiting.
We have to move to
another candidate who's available.
- I'm really sorry, Dana.
- [tense score]
- Helen! Hel
- [call disconnect beeps]
- [phone snaps closed]
- [Dana sighs]
- [score intensifies]
- [chair clatters]
[Dana sighs]
[score intensifies
dramatically, cuts out]
- Howdy-ho, Officer Cypress.
- Jesus.
Forget to put some glitter
in your coffee this morning?
What do you want?
- All right, no horsing around.
- Uh
Oh, come on! That was a joke.
'Cause you gave us a horse to
- Randy!
- Yeah, so the horse, uh
I lost it.
- What do you mean you lost it?
- All right.
I was minding my own business,
doing my job, right?
And then these CDC folks
swooped in all fast like
and took it! Was some ET shit.
[dot matrix printer
whining faintly]
So, yeah, you might want to
check in with them
- if you have the time.
- [office phone rings]
Nothing but time.
- [sucks teeth]
- [wind blowing]
[birds chirping, cawing]
[indistinct chatter]
[door opening]
You'll be fine.
Unfortunately, that's the last person
- I can meet with today.
- [students protest faintly]
Thanks.
[bag clatters onto desk]
[knocking at door] I'm sorry.
I'm in a rush
and really don't have ti
- [door hinges squeak]
- [door slams closed]
[professor scoffs]
Uh, Miss Cypress.
I really must be on my way.
- Nope. No.
- [quiet melancholy score]
- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm doing what I have to do.
- Please just
- I've been texting. Calling.
Emailing. You're done ignoring me.
Fine. We'll meet.
Tonight. Our spot.
You'd better be there.
I will. I promise. But Em
(whisper) We have to be careful.
You were getting a little scary.
- What
- What do you mean, "scary?"
Not now. Not here.
Tonight, seven o'clock.
Okay?
[score intensifies]
[door opens]
[wind blowing]
[footsteps approaching]
[mischievous score]
- [loud door buzzer]
- [door lock disengages]
[plastic sheet rustles]
[faint indistinct conversation]
[loud squeak]
[bell clanging faintly]
Uh, Dana?
- Hey. There you are.
- Yeah.
What can I, uh, what can I do for you?
- Can we talk?
- I Sure.
- Great.
- Yeah. Just step into my, uh
My office.
Huh. Right?
- Yeah, wow. It's so big.
- [both fake laugh]
Hey.
We need to, uh,
evacuate the area. Thanks.
- (whispers) Sorry.
- She's actually really nice.
She's just She's here for me.
Let's, let's just not make this a thing.
I had been stuck inside for a long time
and lockdown made me
You know, it had an effect on my
Libido.
Gross.
Yeah, can we just keep this
professional?
Start over, keep it professional.
So, why would you take my horse?
- Oh, just don't
- Yeah. Don't touch that.
- That's evidence. Thank you.
- [clattering]
Usually, you keep evidence in a bag.
We found an anomaly inside the horse.
We found teeth. Uh, human teeth.
- You found yours in the horse?
- Mine were just in the snow.
- Well, what do you mean mine?
- There's more?
Eh. Keep them in this evidence bag.
[score fades out]
Um
Okay.
- [tense score]
- [crinkling; tinkling; clang]
Um
Ugh.
Oh my God.
These are identical. Um, your teeth
and these teeth are identical.
These are a set of right
homologous lateral incisors
and these are superior right canines,
all with pristine dental clarity.
And I believe are derived
from the same subject.
What?
Um, okay, if I, uh
Okay, if I show you something,
you'll keep it between us. Right?
- Scout's honor.
- [laughs] Okay, that's, uh
[laughs] That's
That's not what that is. Um
Okay, this is reviver tissue, okay?
[squelching]
- [score intensifies]
- Look at this.
[soft gasp] See?
- Oh my God.
- Yeah.
[laughs]
Okay, now, this only works post mortem.
Anything pre-existing at
the time of death will remain.
That's why you see
some Revivers with scars,
or some with ailments and more,
but anything new,
their cellular structure can regenerate.
Granted, wound severity will dictate
- the pace of healing, but
- So, you're saying
that the teeth healed.
[splutters] Well, regrew.
Yes. Yes.
- Okay. Holy shit.
- This makes sense.
It does to you?
- [cell phone ringing]
- Dana.
Lester, what truck do you drive?
Oh, well, I've got the F-150
3-liter Power Stroke V6.
Diesel, of course.
I used to have the 350 7-li
- Oh, shit.
- That's rude.
Okay, the tracks at the scene
weren't from Lester's truck.
And the coyotes
that tore into the horse?
It was already dead by then.
They wouldn't go after
a living horse. No! No way.
Someone was hiding the horse?
Someone left the horse
knowing animals would get to it
and cover up what really happened.
Think about it.
This is someone strong enough
to bite through a horse! Kill a horse!
(whispers) And now you're saying
they can heal.
- Yeah.
- Holy shit, man!
I don't know how much experience
you have moving a horse,
but that's like a 1,000 pounds!
So someone went to a lot
of trouble to do this.
But not because
they were hiding a horse.
They were hiding a Reviver.
Oh. Okay.
Okay, um, if this is true,
if there is some rogue,
super-strong, animal-hating
Reviver on our hands
- Shh.
- If that's
If that's true, I need to see it.
- Same.
- Yeah. Okay.
All right. I'm on it.
Whatever makes them different
could be the key
to unlocking everything
about what happened here.
- Copy that.
- Oh. Dana, please.
- This is still evidence.
- What is it, anyway?
This is a railway spike.
It's a part of the animal trap
that caught your coyote.
I mean, it was all handmade.
(laughing) It was
a pretty ingenious design.
Um, but this? I don't know.
I doubt it's from
any active track based on its age.
[score abates]
No, it's probably from a really old one.
- Yeah.
- Got a train to catch!
Okay.
- Huh?
- [score fades out]
- DRIVER: Look, I'll just
- [police siren whoops]
- OFFICER: I'm sorry, sir.
- There are no exceptions.
COP ON PHONE: Oh, now,
that there's a longshot, Dana.
There were a bunch of these
little D-I-Y traps not far from
- where I found the horse.
- Yeah?
- [tense score]
- Now riddle me this:
there are 47 names
on the reviver registry, right?
- On the Wait.
- How did you get the
You know what? I don't want
to know. I don't want to know.
How do we know that's all of them?
I mean, the quarantine zone
is, like, 45,000 people.
I mean, someone could've
died in their sleep
and woke up and not even know
they're a Reviver.
I suppose. Yeah.
What about this Myles Miller guy?
Oh, you think he's your horse fella?
Well, he's the only Reviver we know of
with a violent history.
How did he die?
Uh, he was on a life sentence
and he died of a stroke
in prison, I think.
And now he's out
and you can't find him.
If this is your guy, Dana,
please be careful.
["Worlds" by Gareth Dunlop
& Lee Rodgers plays]
[hand clinks on glass]
[chair squeaks]
- (sighing) Oh, God.
- [phone rings, buzzes]
The truth has been long overdue ♪
[phone rings, buzzes]
A time I faced up to the things ♪
That I don't want to ♪
[home phone rings]
Unleash the ghost of yesterday ♪
[home phone rings]
- Goddamn it, Ken.
- Dad?
- Martha?
- No one calls me Martha anymore.
Is everything okay?
(emotional) Yeah, I'm fine.
I just
I'm just, uh
Where have you been?
I've called you, like, three times.
Why are you ignoring me?
- Did something happen?
- Dad!
Look, we had an agreement, remember?
You can't be out running wild
in your condition.
It's nothing.
I'm fine.
I just wanted to call
to let you know I was all right
and that I'll be better
about calling, okay?
- Gotta go.
- [Wayne splutters]
[sighs]
And let our worlds collide ♪
And let our worlds collide ♪
[tremulous inhale, exhale]
- [wind blows]
- [song fades out]
- [sobs]
- [phone keyboard clicking]
- [line trilling]
- [long exhale of frustration]
- [click]
- This is Professor Weimer.
[Em sighs] Leave a mess
[light thumps]
[loud emotional breaths]
- [soft creepy score]
- [tings]
[score intensifies]
[dramatic boom]
[distant bird calling]
[muffled footsteps]
[metal object clinking]
[female choir vocalizing]
[object thuds on grassy ground]
- [fire crackling]
- [gentle wind blowing]
[female choir vocalizing]
[score intensifies]
[faint rattling, knocking]
[rattling, knocking continue]
[rattling, echoey knocking]
Hello! Myles Miller?
[door snaps, rattles]
- [door hinges squeak]
- [door clatters]
[faint knocking]
[door hinges squeak]
- [door thuds, rattles]
- [score intensifies]
[metal clanging]
Hello?
- [loud crack]
- [man yells]
[both grunting, groaning]
I ain't going back, you hear me!?
[both yelling, grunting, groaning]
- You're not taking me again!
- Ah!
- Ah!
- [dramatic intense score]
- [Dana pants]
- [man yells, groans]
[Dana pants, grunts]
- [metal device snaps]
- [screams]
- Ah.
- Jesus Christ, lady!
Who's out here with you?
You got a truck?
How'd you move the horse?
A horse?
What the hell
are you talking about, lady?
Ain't nobody out here but me!
Get this off of me, please!
- Jeez. Ah. Ah!
- [metal squeaking, clanging]
- Do it for God's sakes!
- [rattling, squeaking]
- [man gasping]
- [metal clangs]
[man sighs]
- [squelching]
- [man sighs]
Myles Miller?
No.
- No, I'm not him.
- I think you might be.
No. Goddamn it!
Why can't you all just leave me
the hell alone, huh?
- Two days ago
- I did my time.
- You were in the forest.
- Did it.
- Right over there.
- Where the horse was moved.
What!? Lady, I do not know what the hell
you are talking about, okay?
I ain't with no horse.
- Help with the horse.
- No people. No nothing.
- Moved a horse.
- You got a thing for horses?
Yeah, you do. You horse people
are so damn weird.
Your teeth.
- [feet scuffling on dirt]
- [score intensifies]
Your teeth been growing back since
What?
They look like they've been
growing back to you?
Huh?
No. Come on.
[handcuffs rattling]
- Hey, hey! Wait, hold on.
- Hold on, hold on.
You're looking for a truck, right?
See, I saw a truck; I heard a truck.
Went vroom-vroom few nights past
just like you said.
It was a red truck,
a dually with four wheels on it
and all that.
Yeah, and they had a tarp on it.
I bet they moved your horsey.
I bet that Hey, wait.
You looking for a horse?
I'll get you a horsey, okay?
I'm a real good tracker,
real good hunter. Yeah.
Whatever horse shit you're into,
I got you.
- Great.
- Well, you're under arrest.
DANA: Dad!
- [sighs] Dad?
- [door closes]
- Where's my guy?
- Papa!
- There he is! Bring it in.
- Oh! Come on.
Nice to see you, pal.
What's wrong with you?
Hey, you're still
not off the hook for that stunt
you pulled last night, by the way.
You mean catching a criminal
you couldn't even find?
That stunt?
Yeah. So how long are you going to be?
Couple of the farms are on the outskirts
of the quarantined zone,
but shouldn't take too long.
All right.
You have fun and how about
you don't load him up
- on sugar this time?
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
- Says the person who's going
straight to Friedman's
for a chocolate glazed.
You don't know me.
["Cherry-Colored Funk"
by Cocteau Twins plays on radio]
Mm.
Mm.
[song continues in distance]
[car approaching on gravel]
- [car, radio off]
- [window clunks, motor whines]
Em!
[distant crow cawing]
- Em.
- Dana?
What the hell?
Wait. [sighs]
What the hell are you doing here?
You know how risky it is for
you to be out here like this!
- I just dozed off.
- You dozed off?
[distant birds singing]
[Em breathes hard]
Could you just take me home?
[goose honks]
[tires rumbling]
[lips smack]
So, um
we're not going to talk about
you adopting some kind of
vagrant lifestyle, hm?
Should I circle back
and look for your bindle?
What's a bindle?
Em, no one's seen you for weeks.
Dad's been freaking out.
The dead have come back to life!
Can't be finding you out here
sleeping on a bench, man.
Did something happen, maybe with a guy?
- You can tell me.
- Jesus, Dana, please. It's
- Enough with the questions.
- I'm just
I'm fine.
Okay.
'Cause you know your big sister
has a Taser and a gun.
And a low moral bar.
What were you doing
way out there anyway?
- I was working a case.
- Well, I was trying to.
Anything fun?
[sighs] For a second there,
I thought so,
but now all I have
is a dead horse and a dead end.
You want some company?
No, I've got to get you back to the dorm
before you break a femur, or something.
[quiet tender score]
Sorry.
Can I?
- Yes.
- [rustling]
Mm.
Remember the weekend
you broke up with Derek?
Mom got us a whole box of these
and then we got sick.
[Dana laughs]
It was the first time I
watched Evil Dead 2.
Oh!
No, yeah, I remember that.
That was the first time
I caught Derek cheating on me.
[both] Asshole.
[laughs through nose]
I swore I was leaving Wausau
for good that time.
I was done. I was out!
Ten years later I'm still here.
Yeah. You always said
you would stay in Myrtle Beach.
You know I did want to go
on that trip with you, right?
It's okay. You got pregnant
with Cooper and
life had other plans.
[Dana smacks lips, inhales]
Listen, I know we haven't been
as close lately and
Well, you can say no,
but what if,
after all this craziness end
and they lift the quarantine
Wait. You want to go to the beach?
'Cause I've still never been.
Let's go on an adventure together.
I'd love that.
- All right.
- Well, let's go plan it.
- Like right now?
- Yeah. Why not?
Well, what about your work?
- Who cares?
- Farms aren't going anywhere.
Dad's watching Cooper.
Let's do it!
- [score fades out]
- [laughs faintly]
- [thud]
- [tires squeal]
[fry pan smacks loudly onto stove]
- Perfect.
- Mom usually lets me flip it.
Yeah, well, in my house,
I do all the cooking then
I don't wind up with a big mess.
But our kitchen's already a mess.
- [cell phone rings, buzzes]
- Is that a fact?
- [click]
- [deep inhale, sigh]
The station had better be in flames.
DISPATCHER: No flames here,
but I do have a fire
that needs putting out
at Opal Shaw's house.
Neighbors heard yelling
and it seems like
she's not answering the door
or her phone.
Yeah, she's been having
a tough go of it.
- [sizzling]
- They're gonna burn, Grandpa!
could use a familiar face, you know?
[quiet pensive score]
[engine turns off]
Stay in the car.
[door closes]
[flies buzzing]
[tarp crinkling]
MAN: Hello, Officer!
- [sigh]
- WOMAN: Morning there, Officer.
I'm, uh, Mrs. Dittman.
This is Mr. Dittman.
- How can we help you?
- Officer Cypress.
I'm looking for a horse.
- [scoffs] A horse?
- [Mr. Dittman laughs]
I can tell you right now
we got no missing horse here.
- Yeah. All accounted for. Yeah.
- Yeah. Accounted for.
- [glass breaks, clattering]
- Uh, that's nothing.
[laughs] That's just the animals
knocking about is all.
- [Mrs. Dittman laughs]
- [clattering continues]
- Uh, wait! [chuckles]
- Officer.
- Yeah, Officer?
- Officer!
[score intensifies]
All right, buddy. You good?
You hang tight. Wait here.
I'll be right back.
[quiet tense score]
[knocks on door]
Mrs. Shaw! It's the sheriff.
Could you please open the door?
- [rumbling]
- [sliding door wheels squeak]
- [chain rattles]
- [dramatic score]
That's a big chain.
[flashlight button clicks]
[door clatters]
Ah! Sorry, Sheriff.
Didn't hear you there.
[chuckles]
- Sure.
- What's all the fuss about?
- Good morning, Opal.
- I'm just doing a wellness check.
We've received a few phone calls
about a disturbance here.
Loud noises and yelling.
- From here? Oh, no, no, no, no.
- You must be mistaken.
- It's not what you think.
- She's not all there.
She kept running out.
It's for her own safety!
All right. Stay back.
[female singer vocalizing]
WAYNE: Would you mind if I
came in and took a look around?
No need for that, Sheriff.
I'm not decent at the moment,
but besides, everything's fine.
Just fine.
[female singer vocalizing]
If you don't mind I insist, please.
No! You don't understand.
[Wayne retches]
[Mrs. Shaw whimpers]
Please? Please?
[dirt crunches]
[score abates]
- [score intensifies]
- It, it's fine.
We're, we're, we're,
we're working it out!
We?
[score abates]
- [eerie reverberating sound]
- [window motor whirs]
[closer eerie reverberating sound]
- [dramatic score]
- [coughs] Oh, good Christ!
He, he, he's coming back.
- Mm-hm.
- Just like the others.
- [Wayne coughs, retches]
- Only he's
he's stubborn as, oh, all get out.
Get up! Show him!
[splutters, grunts in frustration]
He, uh
He passed one day before.
Well, but you knew him!
He was never late!
He was always early. Always!
[Mrs. Shaw laughs]
Isn't that right, Eddie, baby?
[dramatic score]
[score intensifies]
[woman vocalizing
short, sharp notes]
I'm gonna need the coroner
at the Shaw house.
Yeah. Listen, we got a
- DISPATCHER: Sheriff?
- Sheriff, are you there?
- Coop?
- DISPATCHER: Sheriff?
(yells) Cooper?
[score intensifies]
- [growling]
- [Dana gasps]
[groaning]
[Dana gasps]
- They just keep growing back!
- [cracking, crunching]
- [groans]
- [Dana grunts in disgust]
- [groaning]
- [crackling]
MRS. DITTMAN: Mom!
I need backup at Dittman's farm.
- Stop! Everything's okay!
- It's gonna be okay.
- No-no-no! Don't go near her!
- [mother growls, yells]
- Holy shit!
- [dramatic score]
[growling]
- [Dana screams]
- [gunshot]
[blowing wind]
[guttural snarling, growling]
- Get off of her!
- [snarling]
- Pudding Ho!
- [mother growls, yells]
[clattering]
[mother growls, groans]
[clattering]
[Dana groans, grunts]
- [clinking]
- [scream]
- [Em grunts]
- DANA: Em! Move! No!
- [mother snarls]
- [scythe rings]
[Em grunts, gasps]
- No!
- [Em grunts]
- [squelch]
- [mom growls, laughs]
[Em gasping]
Em! Em! Em!
- Help me.
- DANA: No, no!
[gasping]
[heavy scraping]
[Dana yells]
- [gunshots]
- [Dana yells with each gunshot]
[breathes hard] Shit!
- [growling]
- [Dana grunts]
[Dana choking]
[dramatic score]
- [metallic clang]
- [Dana grunting, gasping]
[squelching]
[Dana exhales sharply,
gags, coughs, pants loudly]
- [cracking]
- [thud]
- [loud thud]
- [score fades out]
- [Em pants]
- [squelching]
[raspy breaths]
[acoustic guitar score]
Don't tell Dad.
[Em sobs]
[drums join guitar]
- [score ends abruptly]
- [Dana exhales]
Sub extracted from file & improved
Think back on what you did ♪
How you'd punk all the new kids ♪
A new wave of exclusive ♪
As if there's something new, kid ♪