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Kill, kill, kill!
Die, die, die!
Gotcha!
Come on, come on!
Mom, I thought you said
10 more minutes.
That was 20 minutes ago.
Upstairs. Now.
I hate you.
- And no playing on your phone!
- Ugh!
You never let me
do anything!
I'll talk to him.
Gabriel...
you know why it's important
to listen to your mother,
don't you?
Because if you don't,
the Cucuy will get you.
The what?
You mean your mother never
told you about the Cucuy?
Uh-uh.
Ah.
They say that he goes
from house to house every night,
looking for children
who have misbehaved.
And when he finds them,
he hides,
waiting till they're all alone.
In fact, he could
be here right now.
Maybe he's hiding
under your bed.
Or maybe...
he's in the closet.
He comes out
when you're sleeping.
He puts you in his sack
and takes you to his cave...
where he eats you.
What are you talking about
in here?
Oh, mijito and I
were just talking about
how important it is for children
to listen to their parents.
- Weren't we, mijito?
- Yes.
Yes.
- Ready to go, Mama?
- Yes.
Do you have to go?
Someone has to take
your abuelita home.
Don't worry, you'll be fine.
Javi, we're leaving now.
Javi?
Javi!
Man!
You gotta stop believing
that crap Grandma reads you.
You jerk!
Oh, that's too good.
Oh, my God!
Javi!
Oh, this is priceless.
Javi!
Gabe?
Javi, what are you doing?
There's someone out there.
Where?
There was.
Just leave me alone.
Javi, what's going on?
I'm scared!
- Hide now!
- Okay.
Shh.
Oh, my God!
Javi?
Javi?
Javi!
There she is.
Gross.
She can't even hear us.
Smelly Melly.
- Hey!
- What's the matter?
- You can't hear without this?
- Give it back!
Hey, can you hear this?
Here.
If you want this,
you gotta catch us.
Come on, let's go! Go!
Stop! Please! Wait!
Go, go, go!
Crap.
Move!
Please!
Later, loser!
Adios!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Well, if it isn't
the big sister.
I told you,
leave her alone!
Sofie!
It's not my fault
she's a reject!
Ooh!
Stop! Hey, stop!
- Stop resisting!
- Come on!
Didn't you see
what they were doing to her?
Let me go!
What the hell is going on?
I told him it was an accident!
Your daughter assaulted
a police officer.
I was trying
to protect Amelia, Mom.
He just came up behind me.
I didn't know it was a cop.
Come with me, please.
Take them down to my office.
Be right there.
Think you have problems, Sofia?
Think about that poor family.
There has to be
something that you can do.
She's your niece,
for Christ's sakes!
It's a felony, Rebecca.
There are regulations to follow.
Regulations?
And this is how you do it?
Sofia Alondra Martin.
As your attorney has advised,
this charge carries a minimum
sentence of six months
in a juvenile detention center.
In light of your father's death
and other extenuating
circumstances,
I'm sentencing you
to six months of house arrest.
You will wear an ankle monitor,
and you will not be allowed
to leave the premises
without expressed permission.
Ms. Martin,
I strongly urge you
to consider the leniency
you've been shown here today.
And I assure you, young lady,
it will not happen again.
Am I clear?
Yes, Your Honor.
This court is adjourned.
You know that I'm picking up
extra shifts at the hotel
just to keep a roof
over our heads
and food on the table.
All I asked was for a little
help taking care of your sister.
Sofe?
I know things have been
rough since your dad died.
I just...
I just need a little time to
get us back on our feet, okay?
Wow, I can't believe somebody
actually rented that place.
Mom!
Christ.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Whoo!
Amelia.
Well.
Guess St. Stephen's
has the day off.
Murphy,
when did you get hot?
What are you up to?
Whoa.
Amelia, what would you like
for dinner?
I thought Mom was coming home.
She called.
She has to work.
But that's okay because
we can do something special,
just you and me.
What do you say?
Hey, is something wrong?
You're lucky you don't
have to go to school.
Did something happen?
Amelia!
I don't even understand
why they're bothering
with a memorial.
I mean, if Teresa
actually had friends,
she probably wouldn't
have done it.
Jesse just texted me.
Okay, first of all,
we've only kissed like once.
No, he's not coming over.
My parents are gonna be home
in like an hour.
I'm gonna call you back,
all right?
Okay, bye.
911 Emergency.
There's someone in my house.
Okay, miss,
who's in your house?
Please hurry.
Are you safe in the house
until the police arrive?
Miss?
Miss?
Malo.
Liberty Police
have begun the search
for 12-year-old
Sierra Sullivan,
who went missing following
a frantic 911 phone call
from her family home.
At the scene, Sierra's mother
has a plea for the kidnapper.
Whoever has taken
my little girl,
if you're listening,
please just bring her home.
If anyone saw anything,
and you're watching this,
please call the police
department and let them know.
Already reeling
from a suicide last year,
the small-town
junior high school
is now desperately searching
for the two students
who have been abducted.
Starting tonight,
there will be a 7:00 curfew.
Hey, guys, finish up.
We're gonna be late.
They didn't do all that
for Javier.
Those posts I saw online
last night,
that was her, wasn't it?
What's he doing?
Keeping someone down there?
You scared the hell out of me!
Are you, uh,
watching that house?
- I...
- I get it.
Creepy guy, creepy house.
No, no, it's not
what you think.
Oh, so you weren't
watching him.
Let me show you something.
Follow me.
Is this really
what the judge had in mind
when he gave you
house arrest?
You don't think it's weird?
Those two kids disappeared
right around the time
this guy moves in.
You think he did it?
Yeah, or he's involved.
Because he bought chains?
And lye.
Well, maybe he's making soap.
Okay.
Have you been watching
the whole neighborhood
from in here?
You ever watch me?
No, no, of course not.
I mean,
not like specifically.
You are such a liar.
- Okay.
- What have you seen?
Like I said,
I don't really make a habit
of watching you.
Uh-huh.
How's your hand?
It's-- It's fine.
Remember back in fourth grade?
Mm-hmm.
In Ms. Fiorello's class.
You got stung by that bee.
First of all,
it was a hornet.
Second of all,
it really hurt, so...
Uh-oh.
What? What?
It looks infected.
We're definitely gonna
have to amputate.
- Hey!
- Where's that hacksaw?
Shut up!
You know, if you're gonna keep
peeking through my window,
the least I could do is,
I don't know,
text you when I'm doing
something worth watching.
Oh, how considerate.
Put in your number.
Are all the boys
at St. Stephen's
this chivalrous?
Maybe when you get parole,
you could come and find out.
Cute.
I am gonna need
my phone back though.
Right, of course.
See you around.
- I know.
- You know what I mean.
[chu
You're one freaky gal,
Sofia Martin.
Sierra?
Sierra!
Sierra, where are you going?
Screw it.
I got three minutes.
Okay, let's do this.
Sierra.
Um, I think you're confused.
Get out of here.
Get out of here.
What the hell
are you doing here?
I thought you were
under house arrest.
I don't want any trouble.
You don't want any trouble?
You should've thought about that
before you hit my boy
with your car.
Oh, you got an important date?
Look, I just need
to get back, okay? Please.
Unfortunately, your uncle isn't
bailing you out this time.
Just back off!
Oh, looks like your time
is running out.
Tick tock, bitch.
Attention.
Starting tonight,
there is a curfew of 7 p.m.
for all residents
under the age of 18.
All residents
under the age of 18
are required to be
back in their homes.
Come on,
we can get in the back.
Again, 7 p.m.
for all residents...
Hey.
- You guys remember her?
- Remember her?
Can't believe it's already been
a year since she killed herself.
Classic.
Rest in peace.
Someone there?
What the hell?
Hello?
Guys, guys, we gotta go now!
Guys, we gotta go right now!
We gotta go! Dude, dude!
We gotta go right now!
- Dude, you're freaking me out.
- There's something else here.
I saw it downstairs.
Please, we gotta go, please!
Malo.
No, please, no!
No! No!
No, no, no, no!
Please, please, no!
No!
He's coming for you.
As some of you
might have already heard,
last night, 16-year-old
Travis Baines disappeared
from the vicinity of
Glimmer Peak Junior High School.
Chief Martin, what are you
doing to find these children?
What are you doing
to find my boy?
And my daughter.
How many children
have to disappear
before you realize
we have a crisis?
My son
goes to school here!
Is it true they all went
to the same school?
This have anything to do
with Teresa Fuentes' suicide?
Yeah, we wanna know
what you're doing!
Look, as of now, last night
we instituted a curfew,
which will be continuing
for the foreseeable future.
Does Glimmer Peak
have a serial killer?
It's still an ongoing case,
so I'm not gonna discuss
specifics at this time.
Chief!
What about the Cucuy?
I'm sorry, the what?
El Cucuy.
Comes in the middle
of the night.
Take away youngsters
that won't listen.
Keeps them for a while,
fattens them up,
eats them, body and soul.
You better get yourself
a nice abuelita, Chief.
Shut up!
This is serious!
Look, all I can
say is of now that my department
is doing everything
we can to make sure
these horrific events
come to a close
as quickly
and safely as possible.
Next question?
- Si!
- Over here!
Then we split up
for a little bit.
George went upstairs.
Travis went off,
looking for stuff to take.
What were you doing?
I'm not gonna be charged
with anything, right?
I just wanna get an idea of what
was going on inside the school.
I was, um, tagging.
Mostly lockers.
You saw Travis again?
Yeah, he came back.
He looked kinda,
you know, creeped out.
And that's when
you saw the kidnapper?
Tell me about him.
I don't know.
It was this guy.
So male.
He was wearing this...
this hood over his head,
and he was carrying something.
Like a bag.
Did you get a look
at his face?
Not great.
He had red eyes.
Like... glowing.
He's leaving.
- Let me go.
- No way.
- You'll get in trouble.
- I'll have three minutes.
- That's not enough time.
- Yes, it is.
I'm gonna have
one minute upstairs,
a couple in the basement,
and I'll come right back.
I promise.
Okay, this is our chance.
- Hey, I got your call.
- Come in, come in.
Who needs small talk?
Ah, so, we're still
doing this, huh?
Amelia's over there.
You mean over there,
over there?
Yeah.
You had your little sister
break into the house
of someone you think
is a kidnapper?
That's not exactly
how it happened.
Please tell me you at least
made sure he's not home.
Yeah, he drove away
five minutes ago.
Oh...
You, of all people,
should be familiar
with the concept
of law enforcement.
I called you because I wanted
your help, not a lecture.
Well, maybe you should've
called your uncle.
You think I didn't?
He practically hung up on me.
There's something
going on in there.
I know it.
I just need proof.
Um, Sofie?
What?
No, no, no.
He doesn't see her, does he?
She's in the basement.
Why isn't she moving?
Oh, no.
Can I help you?
Yeah, hi, um...
I-I was just wondering if...
you've, uh, seen my cat.
Wait, wait, wait!
There was
a map of the town.
He put pins where
all the kids went missing.
He has photos of them.
What are these articles about?
Other missing kids.
Jesus.
I'm gonna call my uncle.
We're gonna nail this nutbag.
The Cucuy?
Sofie?
I've seen this.
Yesterday, after you left,
I saw this in the woods.
Okay.
But, uh, what's a coco?
No, the Cucuy.
My grandma
told me about him once.
It's this silly story
parents tell their kids
to frighten them
into behaving.
Look here.
"The Cucuy
is a mythical character,
likened to the boogeyman,
that is popular
in many Latin and
Central American countries.
Stories about the Cucuy
are often told by parents
as a way to convince
their unruly children to behave.
According to the legend,
the creature snatches
naughty children
in the middle of the night
and takes them back
to his cave to be eaten."
Charming.
"Countries all over the world
have their own versions
of the legend.
The "Bag Man" in Armenia,
"Bori Baba"
or "Father Sack" in India,
the "Krampus" in Germany.
Where St. Nicholas would bring
good children presents,
the Krampus would
take the bad children away."
You don't think
it's possible, do you?
That it's real?
I mean, think about it.
Sierra and Travis
were both bullies.
Maybe this thing really is
taking misbehaving children.
Come on.
How does one creature
take all the bad kids
in the world, huh?
I mean,
what's more believable?
That some mythical boogeyman is
out there kidnapping children,
or that some psychopath
in a Halloween costume
wants to make you think it is?
Hell, it's probably him.
Yeah, yeah, you're right.
Call your uncle.
Show him the photos
that Amelia took.
At the very least, it's enough
to get a search warrant.
- No, I can't.
- Why not?
Because that would mean
telling him
that we broke into
the guy's house.
I'm on probation, remember?
Okay, well, then tell him
he left the door open
or that you peered
through a window.
Yeah, yeah, that could work.
But I really think we should
keep this boogeyman thing
to ourselves
for the time being, okay?
What boogeyman thing?
Nothing, Mom.
You know the rules.
No boys allowed in the bedroom
when I'm not here.
Yeah.
Oh, I should, uh,
get going anyway, so...
Are you sure?
I brought Chinese.
No, thanks, Mrs. Martin.
Okay.
Be careful.
- Bye.
- Bye.
So I heard Teresa's memorial
is coming up.
I could take a day off,
and we can go together.
What do you think?
Okay.
Finish up.
I need to get back to work,
and I need you two
working on your homework.
"Don't worry, Mom.
I'll do the dishes."
Close your windows.
There's a storm coming, okay?
Amelia.
Amelia!
Amelia, are you okay?
Sofie, Sofie!
Amelia, what's going on?
Amelia!
Are you okay?
No!
No, not her! Please!
Don't take her! No!
Help me, Sofie, please.
Help me.
- I'm the one you want.
- Sofie, please!
If there's someone here
who needs to be punished,
it's me.
I'm scared, Sofie.
Help me.
Leave her alone and take me!
Malo.
No, Sofie!
Sofie, Sofie.
Mom.
Okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay, shh.
What happened?
Where is she?
He took her.
I tried to stop it,
but I couldn't, Mom, I couldn't.
He who?
Did you see who did this?
Sofie.
Tell her what you told me,
or I will.
Sofie, Sofie, honey,
if you saw anything,
please,
you have to tell us.
Come on, Sofie.
She said it was the Cucuy.
- That's a made-up--
- I know what I saw.
He had a cloak,
just like in the pictures.
Big sharp teeth and...
red eyes.
Red eyes.
Wait, why?
- It's nothing.
- Why'd you say that?
- Nothing.
- Don't lie to me! Why?
There was a kid at the school
with the Baines boy.
Before he got taken,
he described something similar.
Wait, so you knew about this,
and you didn't do anything?
Knew about what,
the boogeyman?
Look, I'm certain
that she saw something,
but I guarantee you, it wasn't
some Mexican superstition.
What does that have
to do with anything?
It's probably
just a guy in a suit!
There are four kids missing!
My daughter, your niece!
And the best that you can do is,
it's just some guy in a suit?
Look, I assure you, my entire
staff is working on this.
Are you sure about that?
Sure it's not just
some Mexican superstition?
Sofia...
do you have any idea
who might have wanted
to take your sister?
Boyd Iverson! Police!
Clear!
Clear!
Mr. Iverson?
See if you can find the light.
Gotcha, you son of a bitch.
We got movement!
What did he say?
Did he tell you where she is?
We're searching the house.
We're seeing if we can tie him
to any other active cases
in the area, okay?
We're gonna find her,
Rebecca.
Okay, in the meantime,
I'm taking him downtown.
Let's see what
a few hours in the tank
doesn't do for his memory.
Hey, try and get some rest.
Hey.
Do you know who I am?
My little girl?
Well, her daddy
passed away a year ago.
Cancer.
She had the privilege
of watching her daddy waste away
one pound at a time.
And now she's out there alone,
taken by God knows what,
taken God knows where.
So I am begging you,
please.
Please help me.
Tell me about the Cucuy.
What do you know about him?
I know he's not real,
and I know he's not out there
kidnapping children.
You're wrong.
My brother had just turned nine
when the Cucuy took him.
We broke into an old warehouse.
We were playing hide and seek.
I found him just in time
to see that son of a bitch
throw him into his sack.
I ran for help.
No one believed me.
I thought I could stop it
from happening to anyone else.
So I spent years
tracking him,
following him
from town to town.
When I read that story
about the kid Javier
and his brother,
I knew.
Someone here in this town
had summoned him.
So I found a place for rent
and waited.
Okay.
Okay, let's just say
that I believe you.
- Where would he take her?
- Rebecca!
- Please.
- You wanna save your daughter?
Find the Cucuy's cave
before it's too late.
- You're done here.
- Why would he go after her?
She's never hurt anyone
in her whole life.
I said out!
Now. Now!
Stay away from my family.
Funny, after all those years
chasing you,
I was wondering when
you'd decide you had enough.
You can't run from me forever,
can you?
You son of a bitch!
You might silence me,
but someday, somehow,
you will lose.
No fingerprints or DNA
tie him to any
of our crime scenes.
Well, maybe he's not our guy.
Then how do you
explain the pictures,
the articles,
the maps in his basement?
What about this
Latin boogeyman character,
the, um...
Cuckooky?
I've got four grieving
families out there,
desperately searching
for their kids.
I'm not gonna start indulging
in some cultural fairy tale.
Get a team in here immediately.
Do it!
I need backup.
Do you remember anything
about the Cucuy
from when you were little?
Sure.
There were some silly things
that my mother used to tell me
about a...
If you didn't do
what you were told,
the Cucuy would take you
to his cave and eat you.
That's a perfectly normal thing
to tell a little girl, huh?
Is that why you never
told us the stories?
Yeah.
I mean, come on,
isn't life cruel enough
without the addition
of monsters?
But...
- But its part of our heritage.
- Sofie...
Sometimes it's like you're
embarrassed by it or something.
- It's not that.
- Then what is it?
I mean, you never
told us the stories,
you never cook Mexican food,
you never speak Spanish.
Look, I just...
I didn't wanna have
to conform
to someone else's
preconceived notions about me.
My entire life, people have
been trying to put me
into some kind of a box.
Why?
Because of the color of my skin?
I don't fit into a box.
And your dad didn't.
And you and your sister
certainly don't.
So no, I didn't
put much thought
into a folk story
that your abuelita told me.
But what if
those folk stories
actually had
some truth to them?
Hmm?
Now you sound like Boyd.
Why?
What are you saying?
Mom!
He said if you want
to save Amelia,
find the Cucuy's cave
before it's too late.
Is anyone there?
Find the Cucuy's cave.
I know you were looking, Boyd.
Where is his cave?
Where is he taking
the children?
It can't be that simple.
Hey, what's going on?
I think I figured out
where he's taking them.
But in order to find it,
I'm gonna need to find him.
And how are you
planning on doing that?
Someone had to have summoned
him in the first place, right?
I mean--
- Amelia's a good kid, right?
- Okay.
There's gotta be a reason
he took her and not me.
But here's what I don't get.
What could a video geek,
the most popular girl
in school, a bully,
and my sister
possibly have in common?
They...
use Facebook.
Murphy, I'm serious.
Wait a second.
Social media.
Hey, it's all the rage.
You should try it sometime.
No, no.
I think you might be
on to something.
A few days ago,
I found out Sierra
had been bullying her online.
What if...
What if the others
are connected too?
But what are we looking for?
I have no idea.
Puppies, panda bears...
Not really much
of a smoking gun, is it?
There has to be something.
Wait.
That one.
Isn't that...
I'm so alone.
I know I'm not perfect,
but it feels like
no matter what I do,
how hard I try,
how hard I work,
I'm just not good enough.
Not for my parents,
not for my teachers,
not for the other kids.
And I just can't do it anymore.
Javier,
Sierra, Travis,
they're all here.
They actually said
those things?
You gotta go talk
to her parents.
Do they still have
that place in town?
Wait, why do I have to go?
I'm on a leash.
Let me take a look at that.
Whoa.
Super vintage.
Check this out.
Doesn't have anything good
though.
Hi.
You scared me.
Can I help you?
Yeah, um...
Actually, I was hoping
to ask you a few questions.
You're Amelia Martin's sister.
You have our condolences.
What can we do for you,
Miss Martin?
Look, I know what's happening.
I know you had something
to do with it.
What are you talking about?
The missing children.
Javier, Sierra,
Travis, my sister.
I understand the pain
that you and your family
must be going through,
but I really don't think
this is the place--
I'm talking about the Cucuy!
I'm confused.
I thought
they arrested a suspect,
the one who killed himself.
He was trying to stop him.
Everybody who's been taken
watched your daughter online.
Do you expect me to believe
that's just a coincidence?
Hmm?
Please, I just...
I think there might be
a chance to save those kids.
But in order to do that...
I need to know
how to summon him.
Please.
We didn't do anything.
Renate, you don't
know anything about
what happened with
those children, do you?
A few weeks
after we lost Teresa, I...
I started hearing rumors.
And then one day,
somebody sent me a video.
They recorded it
off the Internet.
All those kids,
they could've done something.
They could've
called the cops.
They could've tried
to talk her out of it.
But they made of fun of her.
They cheered her on.
So you cursed them?
The ones that watched the video?
Did they really deserve
to go on with their lives
while our precious daughter
was buried in the ground?
So yes, I asked the Cucoy
to take anyone,
whoever watches that video.
Jesus.
It was just a story.
I didn't want
any of them to die.
Can you save them?
Yeah.
Do you still have
that copy of the video?
We need to find
someplace private.
I don't want anyone else
to get hurt.
Yeah, I have
just the place.
This is Walsh.
Can you get me the chief?
Copy that, Walsh.
Tell him it's about his niece.
Stand by.
Kieran, tell me
that you have something.
- Where is she?
- Who?
Sofia.
She's down the hall with
the boy from across the street.
Do me a favor and go check.
Okay.
Sofie, your uncle's
on the phone.
Hey.
You're gonna find your sister.
All right.
You don't have to watch this.
Well...
can't turn back now.
I'm so alone.
I know I'm not perfect,
but it feels like
no matter what I do,
how hard I try,
how hard I work,
I'm just not good enough,
and I just can't
do it anymore.
Oh, my God. She stepped
in front of the car.
Call 911!
I hope you know
what you're doing.
He's here.
I know you're here.
I'm not afraid of you!
Do you hear me?
I'm not afraid of you!
Hey.
Malo.
Now, Sofie.
I'll see you
on the other side, pendejo.
Amelia?
Are you down here?
Come on, come on, come on,
come on. Come on!
Hi. You've reached Sofia.
Please leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
Just please call me, okay?
Sierra?
Amelia, no.
No, no, no, no.
Amelia, Amelia, no, no, no.
Wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up.
Amelia, please wake up.
Please wake up.
Please wake up, Amelia.
Please wake up.
Wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up.
Sofie.
Are you okay? Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Shh.
I'll piece a trail out, okay?
Come on, let's go, let's go.
out of here, okay?
What about you?
I can't leave them behind.
When you get to the top,
pull the rope up, okay?
- No, I'm not leaving you.
- Amelia, listen to me.
I'll tell you
when to lower it, okay?
Go. Now. Come on!
Leave my daughter alone!
It's real.
This is for Javier.
This is for Sierra.
This is for Travis.
And this...
is for my sister.
We'd better go.
Come on.
Come on!
This way, come on.
Okay.
- You go.
- You go.
Go, go. I'll see you there.
I am so glad
you girls are okay.
Hey, listen, I'm gonna
take time off work.
I wanna be home more
with my girls, okay?
Kieran.