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TV reporter: Police continue their search
for the mysterious Pill,
who authorities believe to be responsible
for nearly half a dozen murders
across the town of...
Hello?
Grandma?
Boo!
- What the fuck, Blake? - Okay, ow.
- What are you doing here? - I thought I'd surprise you.
And you slap me, and now I'm...
kinda turned on.
Oh, God.
Of course you are.
Help! I'm too young to die!
Help!
You know that loud girl at work, Kathryn?
Well, I heard that her brother, Cameron Claymore,
was one of the kids that was...
killed last night.
- Jesus. - Yeah.
- Aren't you two friends? - What, Kathryn?
Are you kidding me?
That girl is trash, Blake.
Like, have you seen the house that they live in?
You can't say that about a kid who just died.
What, is he gonna get his feelings hurt?
- Hey! - What?
- Can you stop? - I'm a little paranoid, okay?
You gotta admit, it's kinda creepy,
someone skulking around town, snatching up kids.
Okay. Who's being funny now, okay?
Hmm?
You really don't know who The Pill is.
They say he's ancient,
old as Page Hollow itself.
He preys on the young,
consumes their flesh like he's fucking Dahmer.
No one knows what he looks like.
But legend has it that if you act up in this town,
he'll be your medicine.
That's why he's called "The Pill."
Jesus, you seriously think that he's gonna kill you,
don't you?
Blake...
Blake! It's a power outage.
- Well, I ought to get going. - Blake...
Blake. Are you kidding me?
Hey! Hey!
Can you help me flip the breakers, please?
Fuck that.
I'm not getting killed for some chick.
Girl, sarcastically: Wow!
Wow, Blake!
Little bitch.
Oh, fuck.
I'm afraid of the dark.
Uh...
Ahh...
Man in video: Eye on the ball, Cameron.
You've got this. I know you can do it.
Don't give up.
Come on, just elbow back and swing through.
Here we go.
Alright!
Great hit!
I knew you could do it.
I knew it. I'm so proud of you.
I knew you could do it.
- Great job, Cam. - Cam?
Cam?
You have got to be kidding me.
Have you even started packing?
I'm not gonna do this with you right now.
You're gonna be late for school.
Let's go.
Now.
You always do this.
We talked about this. I need your help packing.
And I told you that I had plans.
I have friends, unlike some people in this house.
Great! Invite them over. I'm sure they'd love to help.
Why would I invite them over, Mom?
They don't even want me to leave.
I know you did not just slam my fridge like that.
You know, Mom, life is its own prison.
You and Cam don't have to work so hard
to make it even more miserable.
You don't think I'll miss the memories?
We're selling the theater. We already sold the house.
We're moving. I can't help that.
- Yes, you can. - Alright, I'm leaving.
Don't sell the house.
The house is sold.
- We are moving. - Who cares?
What about me?
What if I didn't want to sell the house?
No one cares. It's okay.
I'm sorry. I can't stop the inevitable.
You need to pack.
No one ever gives a shit about what I want.
- Hey, language. - Language?
You want me to watch my fucking goddamn language?
Good morning.
What are you looking at?
God, no one ever gives a shit what I want.
I care.
I should be, like, on a train to New York right now.
Walking to school.
What are you gonna do there anyway?
I'm gonna be a fashion designer.
- That's funny. - What's funny about that?
You're wearing a varsity jacket to high school,
and you call yourself a fashionista.
Are you...?
I'm just saying, that's not fashion.
I'm wearing a high school varsity jacket to high school.
- Yeah, but where's your taste? - Where's my ta...?
You look like a dude.
So funny coming from the guy wearing my shirt.
I'm a little confused. Are you...?
- You're always confused. - So you do want to move, huh?
I do want to move? No.
Yes. You don't know anything. Just be quiet.
Of course I do.
Bat's coming. Just stop being weird.
What am I doing that's weird?
Hey.
I like that jacket. It's cute.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
Got it from some guy on the baseball team.
- He was kind of cool, I guess. - Hey.
You excited for tonight?
Yeah, I can't... can't come tonight.
You know you're in trouble, right?
Last paper of the year, and you seriously decide
to run a story about The Pill?
Someone had to do what's right, Shawn.
Cam, you used my tip to cook up your made-up, weird ghost story.
That's not cool.
My dad's gonna crucify you for this.
All I did was shine a little bit of light
on a dark shadow in our town, okay?
If that gets me in trouble, then, cool.
I'm a martyr.
Are we just not hearing ourselves, or...?
Okay.
The only thing that matters
is that everyone sees that The Pill is real.
And if people know The Pill is real,
then he'll know that he can be stopped.
Is he even nice?
He's quiet.
So, he's not nice?
Well, you'd be quiet too, if your dad just up and died.
Okay, well, he's my dad too, and I'm fine.
The last time I brought Cameron with me to a party,
he got so drunk, he peed in Barclay's bus.
Oh! Well, he isn't coming to my party, then.
Not with these shoes.
- Yeah. - Hey, Cam, what's up, man?
My bad, man! That is on me!
Actually, that's on you!
- Feels nice, doesn't it? - Hey, what's up, ladies?
What's up?
Good day.
I think Cavalli just made my uterus
shrivel up and die.
Cameron...
I really think you need some help.
You haven't been able to process
all the things that have happened,
and have you thought,
or have you talked to your mother,
about getting some grief counseling?
Um...
Lily Gotch.
Ronnie Gibbs.
Patrick Knight.
Brandon Lawrence.
Adria Reed.
Hannah Lankford.
Andy Claymore.
I mean, clearly, clearly, something is happening
in this town.
So, why is no one allowed to talk about it?
I noticed that you just mentioned your father,
and your father's life was not taken like the others.
Your father died tragically in an accident.
I care about you, Cameron.
Maybe you just need some additional...
counsel.
Fuck that. Fuck!
Where the fuck are you?
Oh, shit! I thought I heard a little bitch in here.
I told you guys.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Let me see my work. Let me see.
That... that is beautiful.
I think it's my best one yet, right?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, man, look at that.
Come on, man.
Come on, we're all friends here.
Everyone's laughing.
Why aren't you?
Hmm?
Oh, fuck, that reeks.
What's up, Derringer?
I heard you were getting held back again.
What's that, like, the third time?
That's fucking crazy, right?
Fuck.
Yeah. I heard you still suck on your mom's tits, so...
You're lucky I got class.
You've got a bit of milk...
I'll see you later, Piss Boy.
I'll come back to sign that shit, alright?
You better believe it!
You let everyone treat you like that?
♪ They speak me into existence ♪
♪ Then rob me of my innocence ♪
♪ Then thank me for my diligence... ♪
I need you to cover for me tonight.
Like, here.
What? Dude, I don't even work here.
Okay, no one cares.
Just-- I can't miss this party, so I need you to cover for me.
I need you to go home,
tell Mom that I caught a double shift or something.
There's a party tonight?
How come no one ever invites me to these things?
Because, dude, you're weird, and your glasses are crooked,
and you steal my clothes,
which got slushied on earlier today.
And you lurk around corners, and you don't talk to people.
You don't even get to know them.
You take their photo and take it home.
And I don't even know what you do
with those photos, Cam.
Where are they? You know--
Look, just cover for me tonight, and I'll pay you back.
You know, I would.
I'm just... too hungry to think right now, Kat.
No.
- Okay. - No.
No more free food, dude.
- I guess I'll see you at home. - Fine. Fine.
But if I hear a word of this from Mom,
I want you to know, you are dead to me.
- Curly fries? - No.
Fuck.
Hey, Kat.
The rest of your family showed up.
That's great, Amber.
Have a nice shift.
Do you want it or not?
Do you mind if I, um...
if I sit with you?
Yeah? Okay.
So...
You want a fry?
Sure. Thanks.
A little soggy.
Very soggy.
Yeah, my sister made it this time.
Makes sense.
Oh, shit, drug guy!
Drug, drug, drug, drug, drug!
What's wrong with you? Price has just doubled.
- What the fuck? - No.
That's, like, extortion.
Here. You want it or not?
So, I hear you're throwing a party tonight.
Yeah.
Give me your hand.
- Give me your hand. - Which one?
That one. Any one.
This is my number.
Call me or text me or something.
Not a big deal.
Yeah? Okay.
I'll leave you to it.
Okay.
Dude!
Hey!
You came.
Yeah, yeah, and I-I brought my camera.
Cool, dude. Well, wait there. I'll come to you.
You seen my friend Molly?
No, I'm-- I'm here for Shawn.
Oh, that's a bummer.
Molly!
Come here, come dance with me. Come on!
Come on! You're gonna make me dance all by myself.
Look what I got. Look what I got.
Wait, what's Piss Boy doing here?
I invited him.
You know Kathryn's gonna kill you
when she finds out, right?
Would you like something to drink?
Oh, no, I-I don't really drink.
He doesn't drink, and he's no fun.
Shawn, he's "Breaking Amish."
Let's go! Whoo!
Whoo!
Oh, shit, this guy looks bad.
He's out. That's your move!
Let's go somewhere else.
You're kidding. Shawn, I paid 100 bucks for this.
Hey, party's shot.
Shut the fuck up. Shut up.
Fuck it.
Fuckin' got that shit. Don't worry.
- Those guys are crazy. - I know.
I don't really like being around them too long.
Um, so, is this, like, your first party or something?
Um...
like, one and a half, maybe.
- One and a half? - Yeah.
Okay, thank you.
- Getting there. - Got it.
Where are we?
It's just, like, a quiet spot, away from everyone.
So, I'm starting to think
that everything Kathryn was saying about you
might not be very true.
Oh, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty. Yeah, she's good at that.
- Very good at that. - Mm.
She made me believe that I was adopted one time.
- Wait, really? - That's Kathryn for you.
Is it true that you guys are moving,
after everything that happened to your dad?
Oh, sorry, you don't have to answer that.
No, no, no, it's cool.
Really, it's cool. It's just...
Sore topic. It sucks.
- Yeah. - Really.
What do you think you'll miss most?
I'll definitely miss going to the movies with my dad.
Yeah, that's a good one.
Yeah.
Can I try using that?
- Oh, this? - Yeah.
- Oh, yeah, sure. - Yeah? Okay. Cool.
Here you go.
Why don't you sit on the bed, and I'll take your picture?
Okay.
- No, you're not. Really? - Yeah.
I don't even know how to...
I'm so... This is so sad.
Yeah, yeah, this is the whole...
I don't really know how to use it that well.
Oh, well...
- Just do that. - Well, you just have to...
You gotta press this...
Come on, Cam!
- Fuck, it's Cavalli. - My fucking God, this guy.
Come on, man!
- Just open the door. - No. No way.
Seriously, it's okay. I'm tired of him.
And then you'll start a fight,
and then my dad will come-- absolutely not.
Um... here, go out this way.
- The window? Are you serious? - Go out the window. Yes.
You're not going that way. Come on.
- What? - Come on, Cam!
- Put that angry inch away... - Thanks for inviting me.
...and get out here and fight me, huh?!
Thanks for coming.
- Yeah, it was fun. - Yeah.
You have to go. Um...
You're not supposed to be here!
Get out of here!
Can one of you find a fucking key or something?
Jesus!
Fuck!
Cavalli, bro,
Cam might have your girl.
The fuck he does. Hey! Hey!
Hey, guys, it's him! Let's go!
Right here. Go, go, go!
Hey, come back here, man!
Where are you going?
- Keep riding! - Say hi to your mom for me.
We'll see you at school, bitch!
- What's up? - What's up?
You're still here.
Yes.
Why are you not at the motel frat party?
Amber was supposed to cover for me tonight,
but she's not here, so I actually do have to work.
What's your excuse?
Why would you want to go to that party anyway?
I don't know, 'cause it seems fun,
and my boyfriend's there,
and all of my friends.
- "Friends." - Yeah.
Do you know what friends-- Do you have friends?
- You heard of those? - No.
Maybe you should try going to school sometime.
Or-- I saw some homeless people.
I think they'd be really into it.
- You're cute when you're mean. - That's great.
Hey, did you actually want something?
May I help you in any way?
- You're just loitering. - I will take... this.
You're going to take my tip jar?
- Yeah. - I don't think so.
I might have to call the cops.
- Have a good shift. - I might have to call the cops.
Sir, please come back.
Please don't.
Huh. Hmm.
Mm.
- Mm. - Oh.
I gotta go. I gotta go. I gotta go.
Hey.
Kat? You actually made it.
Oh, my God.
Aww, thanks for taking my shift.
Uh.
God, I'm too fucking high for this.
Oh, my God.
I love your coat.
Where can I get one?
Wait--
Ahh!
Mm! Mm! Mm!
No!
Mm!
Ah... ah-ha...
Oh!
You scared me.
Where you been?
What, Cam didn't tell you?
Tell me what?
I-I got stuck at work. I caught a double shift.
Speaking of your brother, where's he at?
I don't know, Mom. Like, I actually have a life.
You know, it would be nice
if you could just care to check on your brother sometimes.
He doesn't always have it as easy as you do, honey.
I'm going to bed.
Good night.
Why'd you get me out of bed this morning?
Management said a bunch of kids
were here last night partying.
No ID on the victim either.
Clearly, things got out of control.
I know who she is.
Can't keep your dick in your pants one fucking night?
Kat, you don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
It was one fucking kiss. That's all it was.
You're gonna fucking die.
It's not worth it. Come on.
Just a low-life, cheating, drunk has-been.
Hey, hey, hey, get away from her.
- Fuck! - Cam, this isn't about--
You'll wish you were fucking dead.
Students chanting: Fight! Fight! Fight!...
Whoa! Guys!
Ahh!
What the fuck?! Get off of him!
I get that there's tension,
but we cannot keep fighting amongst ourselves.
Miss Jessica Lafferty was murdered last night.
She was hot.
Sheriff Phillips?
Guys, I know that...
I know that you all lost someone that was special to you.
And I'm sorry.
But we've got an investigation to do.
It has come to my attention
that there was a party last night at the motel.
I'm gonna need to interview everyone that was there
to determine their whereabouts at the time of the murder.
What?
Hi, Kitty.
What happened?
I don't know. I...
told him...
everything that I know.
No, not with Sheriff Phillips.
What happened at the party?
You're gonna tell me that you were there?
What do you want me to tell you, Kat? Hmm?
That nobody wanted me there,
that I got chased out of a window
by your stupid, shitty, ugly boyfriend?
Is that what you want to hear?
That you were right?
Well, you were right.
Why were you and Bat arguing?
Well...
last night when I finally did arrive at the party,
um...
I saw him and Jessica outside doing something
that looked an awful lot like kissing.
So...
yeah, when I saw him at school,
I kinda just freaked out.
I don't know why anyone would want Jessica dead.
I don't understand why any of this is happening, Cam.
Yeah, me neither.
You know, that is all I've been thinking about
ever since Dad died.
Can you, for once,
maybe not make everything about Dad?
Dude, I'm just trying to talk to you.
No, I'm trying to talk about my friend who just died,
and you're trying to talk about Dad.
And, you know what, I don't know if it's not obvious to you,
but we didn't exactly have the same father.
You remember Dad at, like, all of your baseball games,
taking you out on Sundays to the zoo,
going out with you in the park to play catch.
You have all these great memories with Dad.
Where am I?
God, you just don't get it.
"Something lurks within our hollow.
Will you hide or will you follow?"
Cam?
What are you doing in here?
Um...
Just reminiscing.
I got a call today from the principal.
There was an incident at school today?
- You okay? - Mm-hmm.
You know, your dad used to sit right there, just like that.
Mom...
Well, if you want anything in this room, pack it up,
or else the buyer's keeping it.
Can I keep everything, then?
No, honey.
I'd watch out, if I were you.
They say the killer always returns
to the scene of the crime.
Yeah? Then what are you doing here?
I'm here to make sure I wiped all my prints.
Nah, I-I don't smoke.
You know, you're not as smart as those glasses make you look.
Well, I told you, so, you gonna tell me what you're doing here?
Have you ever heard of The Pill?
To this day, no one really knows what he looks like, but...
They say if you're a kid causing trouble,
that he'd be your medicine.
That's why they call him The Pill.
So, your dad got his medicine.
Fuck you, man.
Don't tell me you actually believe that shit, do you?
Ooh.
Careful.
Shut up.
Ooh.
It smells a lot.
Oh.
Hey, hey, look.
There's blood here.
Yeah. I can see why.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, get it together. Hey.
- They can't get deader. - Okay, okay.
Okay...
What was that?
I don't know.
Okay, let's get out of here. Come on, come on, come on.
Group, on video: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Cameron ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
Hey, Genghis Khan... you, uh-- you got a second?
Um...
some people were, um...
asking about you.
Who's asking?
Um...
Shawn...
and... me.
Look, I wanted to talk to you.
I wanted to tell you that, uh...
I should have protected you more.
I'm your big sister, and you're my baby brother,
and I want you to know that I love you.
And now, it's weird, so I'm gonna go.
And, uh...
yeah.
Oh, and if, uh, Barclay ever messes with you again...
promise you...
he's dead.
This is fucking horseshit, man.
Can't let Coach take me out of the lineup, bro.
You gotta do something about it, dude.
A suspension is a suspension, man.
I didn't make the rules.
Of course you'd say that. Just shut up, Danny.
We were all there, and I'm just the one that got fucked.
Okay, well, then don't get fucking caught.
You know what? You just remember, alright?
If I'm out of the fucking game,
you're gonna have to win a tournament
with these jerk-offs.
You know what?
I think we'll manage.
Say what you want, but I'd rather go to bat
for the guys that didn't get bitch-slapped in public.
Good luck with that.
Yo! Get the fuck out.
Fucking idiots.
Yo, Danny, is that you?
Aah!
Uhh!
No. Please, no.
No, no, no!
No...
No, please don't.
No, no, no! I didn't do anything.
I'm sorry!
No, no, no, no, no.
I don't know why-- why?
No, man, please.
No, I don't want to...
Oh, my God. What happened now?
You look good.
Yeah, I'm good.
Jesus, what is all this, Shawn? What's going on?
Wait, you guys didn't hear?
No. Why?
School's out for a slight case of murder.
...who authorities believe to be responsible
for nearly half a dozen murders across the town of...
Gentlemen.
What do you mean? Who died?
Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but...
I think you just broke up.
- What do you mean? - Are you serious?
It couldn't have happened to a nicer fella.
That's not funny.
What is your dad even doing, Shawn?
Don't...
Don't do that.
Shit, my phone.
Shawn.
Uh...
Fuck this fucking town.
You gonna fill this thing with tears or what?
You know, your dad once told me I had a pretty good swing.
Yeah, well, that's the nicest thing
he never said to me.
So, it sounds like you knew the guy pretty well.
My dad, he...
he would tell me I was worthless...
that I'd never amount to anything.
And he said, uh...
"I wish you were never born."
Don't give peace to people who don't deserve it.
Whoa.
What the fuck?
Oh, shit.
Fuck! Ah! Ah!
It was him, I swear. I know what I saw.
Shh.
- Are you high? - Dad!
Listen, you just told me that you saw a monster
inside of a dark room.
Okay? So, forgive me if I'm a little upset.
Shawn, I think that you're feeling pressure
from what you're going through with your friends...
and it's alright, I-I feel it myself.
No, no, don't do that.
You're minimizing what I'm saying
when I'm telling you, I know what I saw.
Listen to me very carefully.
You snuck back into a crime scene illegally.
You let me help out around here.
Why am I no help to you, all of a sudden?
Shawn, sweeping up around the place
and fixing the snow cone machine is one thing.
But you recklessly put yourself
in the center of this investigation.
Do you have any idea how much trouble
you've caused me?
Do you?
Nod if you understand me.
Okay, yeah.
- Hey, Dad! - Hey, Shawn!
- How you doing, buddy? - I'm alright.
Looking for my key card again, so...
Oh.
Shawn?
Look at this. They all have the same puncture wound.
They all died the same exact way.
There's, like, 18 murders in here.
As soon as the police get so close,
he just, like, disappears.
Lies dormant until...
until everyone forgets...
and then it starts again.
I mean, Jessica, now Barclay...
What was The Pill doing in the dark room?
Cam?
What if one of us is next?
Going for a long walk? Huh?
What the fuck are you doing?
Ah!
You're getting what you deserve.
Let's go, boys.
- Come on. - Get over here.
Oh, buddy, we just want to have a fucking conversation.
Get him over there.
Get the handcuffs. Get the cuffs.
Chin him up. Come on.
Fuck off, man!
Put up a fucking fight!
You've done enough!
Get up. Get up!
I want you to pray to the devil.
'Cause he is the only one that can forgive you
for what you did to my fucking friend!
- I didn't do anything! - Yes, you did!
- No, I did not! - I want you to confess.
Confess! Say you did it!
No, please. No!
I hope for your sake, you are The Pill,
because if not, he is going to have a big meal!
No, please.
Let's go. Come on. Go.
Oh, no! Please! Please, please!
- Where are you going? No! - Fuck you, bitch.
Hey, Danny!
Danny!
Yo.
Should we, like, help him?
Hey, hey! Hey! Hey, please! Over here!
Fuck that. Let's go.
We're not getting killed over some random kid. No.
Hey, I'm stuck!
Help me! No, don't go! Please...
No... No, please!
Oh, my God. No, please!
No, no, please!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Ah!
Don't do anything, please.
Boop!
Oh, my God. No, please, please.
Please tell me you got that on tape. You got that?
You got that. Yes!
We should have used my dad's chainsaw!
Yes!
Fuck, next time. Good idea, good idea.
Dude, oh! Zoom in. Zoom in. He pissed himself.
Piss Boy!
I guess you really are Piss Boy, right?
Friend 2: Oh, my God.
I mean, were you born this dumb?
Too many brain injuries?
You look so stupid.
I mean, come on. Are you serious?
There's no-- There's no "Pill"!
Ah-ah-ah-ah!
- I can do that. - Ah-ah-ah-ah!
Okay, what-- what are you guys doing?
Fuck!
Please! Get the fuck away from me!
Danny!
Danny!!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Ow!
With all due respect, Bill,
I think you're wasting a lot of people's time
sitting in my living room right now.
I got bodies, Gracie.
And I got one boy that connects them all.
I, uh...
I don't understand.
You're saying that somehow Cameron is involved
with what happened?
Gracie, I've got enough evidence.
We've got your son's fingerprints
all over every crime scene,
and your son is the only witness in each of these murders?
Come on.
Hang on-- Hang-- hang on just a second.
My son was the victim.
They handcuffed him, Bill.
He was assaulted.
What exactly are you implying happened last night?
He didn't handcuff himself.
Listen, the last thing I want to do
is arrest Cameron in front of Shawn
and the whole school.
So, if he knows something, he's gonna have to tell us now.
Cam...
You knew this wouldn't last.
Without me...
you'll never be safe.
Cam? Hello?
They're taking Daniel Cavalli off life support.
So-- so, what-- he's, like, brain dead?
I guess you really are Piss Boy, right?
Oh, my God.
I mean, were you born this dumb?
Too many brain injuries?
The fuck is wrong with you?
Oh! Fuck!
Holy...
Sheriff's office.
Another body...
- Phillips here. - We found someone's body.
When? Alright.
Yeah. Shawn, get me a pen.
Hey, Cam...
Cam?
So, you finally quit Angelo's.
Yeah.
After today, I don't think
I can really ever go back there. So...
Uh, thank you for driving me home.
Anytime.
This is, like, not a thing.
This is definitely not a thing.
I just have to change,
so, do you think you could you wait for me?
- It's, like, kind of a thing. - It's not a thing.
Do you think you can you wait for me?
Hello?
Cameron.
Dad, in video: That night,
a hungry wolf entered the flock of sheep.
Of course, the sheep were afraid.
But only because the shepherd...
the shepherd had a fancy for mutton.
Sure enough, that very night...
- Cam? - ...he took up his knife...
and went to his flock.
But there, the first lamb he laid hands on...
was none other than the wolf.
So, how'd you find me?
You said you missed the movies.
What is this?
Cam?
You're gonna think I'm crazy.
Try me.
My dad, he...
he used to leave me these tapes, and...
I don't know, it was just like...
like a thing that he used to do.
And I was cleaning up my closet, and I found one.
I can't-- I can't explain it, I don't know.
But I feel like he's...
I feel like he's trying to talk to me, Shawn.
I can feel it.
Look, you lost someone so important to you.
And I know I have absolutely no idea what that feels like...
but you need to know you're not crazy for missing him.
Something's wrong with me, Shawn.
I don't feel like myself. I-I need help.
I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy.
Maybe I'm crazy, you know?
You're not crazy.
Hey.
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay. Come here.
Cam?
♪ Mm-hmm! ♪
Come on out, buddy.
Is it Dad's handwriting? Is this from Dad?
What are you doing, Cam?
What the fuck?
- Fuck. Hurry up. - Come on, come on!
Oh, God, it's freezing.
Come on, run.
Hurry up, hurry up. Come on, come on, come on.
Is it locked?
- Oh! - Oh!
Mom?
Why are all the lights out?
I don't know.
Maybe Kat's home. Just stay here.
Hello?
Help! Help! Help!
Cameron?
Cameron?!
Help me!
Kat?
What are you doing here?
I was debating doing you a favor.
You know, Cam?
You've got a box of some, like, really fucked-up photos.
Um... and you've got all these letters from Dad
that I've never fucking seen before...
and these tapes.
You've got three of these fucking tapes, Cam.
There's just a lot to explain right now, okay?
Y-You really need to listen to me.
No, you need to listen to me.
Okay? I'm the big sister here, and you need to listen to me,
and you need to tell me--
how long have you been doing this?
Okay, well, just put the scissors down, please.
Since Dad died?
Did you kill Jessica? Did you kill Barclay?
- You need to let go. - No, you need to let go!
Fuck. Fuck, Cam.
What did you do?
Cam, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.
It's just... Cam, you...
Uh!
No, no, no, no, no! No!
Fuck!
Shit! Cameron!
Cameron!
Hey, pal.
Cameron?
Somebody help me, please!
Cameron?
Please! Please help me! I'm over here! Please!
Please!
Cameron!
Help!
Help me, please!
My leg! My leg is broken! Please, please!
What the fuck?
Please! You have to hurry. I don't know what he'll do.
Please, you have to get some wire cutter,
some-something to cut this thing.
A cutter. You have to find a cutter.
Shh!
I promise. Ms. Claymore! I'm gonna be back.
Please, don't leave me. Don't leave me. Don't leave me!
I promise. I promise I'll be back.
Don't-- Don't leave me!
Please! Please! Don't!
Can I get a hug?
I see.
Please, sit down.
I said... sit.
S-So you abandoned us.
No, no, no, no.
I never abandoned you, Cam.
I tried to tell you...
but I didn't know how.
But when I saw the pain my absence had caused...
I knew.
I had to restore order to our home.
What's important is that we're together.
Do you hear that Cam?
We're together. Get the marshmallows.
Who even are you?
I'm your father.
That's what a father does.
He shelters, and he provides, and he protects you
from all the horrible things this world has to offer.
Hey! Hey, stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop, man!
Cam, what are you doing?
Look, your mom is locked up
in some weird torture dungeon downstairs.
What?
Find Shawn. I'll go find Mom.
- No, Cam, don't leave! - Hey, hey, hey.
Help! Help!
Mom?
- I'm fine. - Are you hurt?
- I'm fine! - Then tell me what is going on.
I don't know.
You need to get your phone and, like, call the police.
My phone's in the van.
Okay, then go get it.
Mom?
Cameron! Cameron!
- Cameron! - Mom.
- Cameron, please! - Oh, my God, Mom!
Oh, my God.
I need you to break these chains, honey.
Cameron?
Cameron.
Cameron!
Right, right. Sorry, sorry.
Cameron, listen to me.
I need you to get a hammer and get a bolt cutter,
something to break these chains, okay, sweetie?
- Shawn! - Dad!
What's going on?
- You need to go in there! - Are you alright?
- You have to go in! - Get in the car! Go! Go!
Sheriff's office! Open up!
This is the Sheriff! Open up!
Unh! Ah! Ah!
- No! - Unh!
Uh! Ah!
Sheriff! Sheriff, he's...
Sheriff... Sheriff, he's...
Hey, hey, hey.
Get up. Get up. All right.
Get somewhere safe. Go! Go!
Okay, okay.
Okay.
Dispatch, this is Phillips.
We have one civilian down.
We need emergency backup now.
Hey, where is he?
Where is he?
Can you speak? Wake up.
Hey. Hey, hey, wake up. Look at me.
Look at me! Talk to me.
Unh!
Uh!
Mom.
Shit. What happened to your leg?
Mom. What do we do?
Kathryn, I need you to listen to me.
I need you to take your brother, and I need you to leave me here.
No, Mom. I'm not leaving you.
Please, you need to go. Don't argue with me.
I need you to do this for me.
You don't understand, Mom. There's nowhere to go.
Please.
What do we do? What do we do?
You need to go, and don't look back.
Kat, please help me. Please just help me.
- Don't argue with me. - There's nowhere to go.
Dispatch, dispatch.
Is anybody there?
Dispatch, I need you to send immediate assistance.
Hello?!
Dispatch, I need immediate help, please.
Hello? Dispatch?
Is anybody there?!
God!
Both of you need to go. My babies, please.
- Cam, we have to go. - No, Mom. Kat, please help me!
Help me! Now! Please!
It's fine. Move. Okay? Move.
Here. We're gonna do it together.
I got it. I got it.
One, two, three.
Ah!
The Pill: Cameron.
Cameron...
Cameron.
Cameron...
Cameron.
Guess who?
You knew all along...
because...
you're so smart.
Except...
did you really think your mother didn't know?
She can't be trusted, Cameron.
She knew all along, my son.
She tried to take you away from me.
I'm the one who protects you.
I'm your best friend.
And there are so many wonderful things
we can do together.
Cameron, listen to me very carefully.
You're the most perfect thing...
in every way.
Run!
No!
You're just like your mother.
No--
- Run, Cam. - Come, Cameron.
Run, Cam!
Come.
Cam. Cam, what are you doing?
Cam!
Cam.
That's my Cam.
You know I love you.
I love you more.
- What? - Ah!
Cam! Cam. Cam.
Cam-- Cam, are you okay? Are you okay?
You okay? Come here.
Come here. Good job.
It's okay. Let me see. Let me see.
No! No!
- Aah! - Uh!
Aah!
You are such a disappointment.
No!
Unh!
Would... you... die...!
Aaah!
Unh!
Cameron, you okay?
You're okay.
God. Mom! Mom.
Unh!
You want help?
So, I think we can all agree we're selling the house, right?
Yeah.
Here, let me go.
Is this still not a thing?
I just want to tell you that your dad stopped The Pill.
And that is good. He will die a hero.
I'm sorry.
So, you're all set to start at the new high school.
- Yep. - Mm-hmm.
I talked to the principal.
He seems very nice.
So, Angela, who lives across the street, she told me
that her husband is an energy worker,
and he can work on my leg.
- Isn't that great? - A what? An en-- A what?
An energy worker. I don't know...
What do power line people know about legs?
Reiki or, you know, this type of stuff.
Maybe he can work on your energy.
I have a list of things he could work on on you, Cam.
- Is that Mr. Reiki healer? - I mean, it may be.
Maybe he felt your energy talking about him.
That's so sick.
Well, maybe he's psychic.