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Come on, buddy.
You did this once.
You can do it again.
All right.
Hey, babe!
Hey, punkin patch!
How you doing?
Look at you in that dress
and those shoes and that face.
Mm.
Come here.
Come here.
How's things going
at the, uh, boutique?
Good. We, uh...
I got the mannequins in today.
Oh, yeah?
I'm still waiting on
the display tables,
and the handyman needs to
fix the bathrooms.
Oh, yeah, speaking of handymen.
You didn't fix the door?
I didn't fix the door.
What, do you turn to the
right or the left?
Kick it.
You really need
to fix this door.
Attagirl!
Soon it's not gonna open at all.
I got it.
How'd the writing go today?
Good. Good, yeah.
Uh, I think
I made a breakthrough.
Great.
I can't wait to read it.
Um, whose turn is it
to do the dishes?
I got 'em.
Good.
Gonna get some afternoon sun.
Okay.
That's a lot of dishes.
Oh, shit.
Sorry. I didn't mean
to interrupt.
I just wanted to tell you
that I love you.
I love you, too, baby.
All right. Well, I don't
wanna distract you.
I'm gonna go get ready.
Okay.
Wanna join me?
Now?
I just finished my makeup!
You can do it again.
In 20 minutes?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You just don't wanna
share the shower with me because
you're a water Nazi.
Well, that's true.
But you know what?
They are gonna be here
in 20 minutes,
so you need to hurry up.
I'm a man.
I can be ready in five.
I'm so glad we're
having people over.
I was beginning to feel like we
were becoming my parents.
You think I'm your dad?
That's pretty creepy, babe.
Oh, I mean,
you know what I mean.
We used to go out with
couples all the time.
Now I'm so busy at the boutique,
and you're constantly in
front of the computer,
and at night we just
come home and collapse.
You know what?
Life is gonna pass us by,
and one day we're gonna wake up
and realize that we missed it.
So tonight, let's just have fun.
Deal?
No talk about work.
No.
I can't argue with you
in that dress.
Mm.
You'll mess up my makeup.
Mm-hmm.
So I gotta ask.
Like, whose idea was the bowtie?
The matching?
Who do you think?
I am just so awful to these two.
I don't know how
they put up with me.
It's totally forgiven as long
as you don't have
the matching Christmas pictures
with everyone in the same color.
You know what I mean?
Actually, I was thinking...
How did you know, Michael?
Reindeer sweaters for everyone.
So a whole year?
Yeah, a whole year.
Not a drop, man.
Not even cough syrup.
Yeah, and, uh, that is next.
Yes, it is. Yes, it is.
Now you need to learn to eat
like a big boy already,
because you are
a big boy, Mason.
Oh, I'm sorry, Kat.
I'll help you clean this up.
It's fine.
Um, so, Michael,
tell us about the new book.
We've heard so much about it.
I gotta tell you,
it's kicking my butt,
but I'm trouping through.
Good.
Well, I love "Knight Fire,"
so if you ever need anyone to
give this version a read,
I'm your woman.
Yeah, good luck with that.
He doesn't even let me read it.
Yeah, top secret,
mm-hmm.
No way. It would
drive me absolutely nuts
if Bill was working on something
this big and kept it from me.
Well, I can't wait
till it's ready.
She means it.
She tells all her friends
she knows the guy who wrote
that "Knight" book.
Really?
Yeah.
Aww, thank you.
Yeah.
Then she asks why
I can't be a writer, so...
You could be a writer, man.
No. I don't know the first
thing about writing.
I didn't know how to write a
book until I wrote a book.
I still don't know
how to write a book.
Make it up as you go along.
So is this new one a
continuation of the last one?
Kind of.
Same main characters.
Oh, so question
of the evening...
s the Knight coming back?
The Knight is
coming back, yes. Yes.
Yay. He makes it so much fun.
What a great character.
Thank you.
Everybody likes the Knight.
Toast. Toast.
Sounds good.
To friendship.
To friendship.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I'd make a great mommy.
Wouldn't our daughter
be adorable?
Are you coming to bed?
Coming.
What are you doing?
I, uh...
I thought I heard something.
Did you set the alarm?
Yeah.
God, thinking of
hearing something,
I keep having this dream
where something's
whispering in my ear,
and I think I understand 'em.
And then I wake up, and I have
no idea what they were saying.
That's odd, huh?
Yeah, that's weird.
Well, I'm off to bed.
Don't be long.
Okay.
So when will you be
finished with your book?
I don't know, baby.
A month just to finish
the first draft,
and then there's editor's notes
and publisher's notes
and notes notes and...
Takes forever to finish a book.
Yeah, tell me about it.
I wanna be Stephen King.
I wanna write, like, 12 a week.
That's nice.
Does that feel good?
Yeah, that feels really good.
Come here.
You are so beautiful.
You know that?
You are so beautiful.
I wanna feel you.
I want you inside me.
I wanna have your baby.
What? Is that
what this is about?
Can't you see
that that's what I want?
Can we not talk
about this right now?
Well, when can we talk about it?
W-We've talked about this
a hundred times.
Look, I'm...
I'm almost 37 years old.
I mean, most of my friends
are on their second
or third kid by now.
I mean, every single day
that we wait
is another day that we don't get
to spend with our child.
Like, can't we just...
have a little faith that...
Just let me finish my book!
That's all, and then we
can talk about family.
That's what you said about me
opening my boutique.
Now what's the real reason?
Why are you pulling away?
That's the real reason!
I-I'm under pressure!
I want to finish my book!
Fuck you!
You know what the real
fucking reason is!
Yeah?
What's the real reason?
You're not attracted to me!
What do you...
You fucking want
some 18-year-old?
You want some fucking stupid
fucking young chick?
Am I too old for you?
What? Oh, my God.
Because then you could just wait
for 20 more years!
Why can't you just
give me what I want?
Good night.
You know,
I thought after three years,
you would have grown up!
Wednesday, 2:44 A.M.
Remember me?
End of messages.
Hello, old chap.
Long time, no see. Heh.
I've missed
our tittle-tattles.
Aww.
Trouble with the missus, eh?
Not to worry.
Belly up to the bar, mate.
Cheers to one year of
sobriety and many more.
Couldn't have done it
without you, baby.
Look, I'm... I'm really sorry
about the other night.
It's just seeing
Bill and Mary's son...
Baby, stop.
I would probably be dead
or in the gutter
if you hadn't have dried me out,
so as far as I'm concerned,
there isn't
an 18-year-old
in the world
that could take your place.
I love you, baby.
I love you, too.
To us.
Hey, I wanted
to give this to you.
It's a big-shot literary agent
my friend told me about.
Macmillan?
Baby, this is like
a Big Six company.
I mean, "Knight Fire" did okay,
but it wasn't
a best seller. I'm not...
I'm not ready for this.
Ohh. Come on, babe.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
People love your book.
And as hard as you're working on
this one, it's gonna be great.
Seriously,
stop doubting yourself.
You think?
Yeah.
Katherine.
Katherine.
Michael?
Can you get that?
Hello.
Hello?
You have any idea
what time it is?
Remember me?
Who is this?
Remember me?
Who is this?
Who was it?
Wrong number.
Remember me?
End of messages.
Any idea who it could be?
No. Same as
the other night,
but it was a woman's voice.
It's weird.
You don't recognize it either?
Nope.
Ah, it's probably just
some kids fooling around.
Well, hopefully
they'll get a life.
I have a hard enough time
sleeping as it is.
I love you.
Hi, Mitch!
I'm one year sober
as of yesterday.
It's one day at a time, man.
Um, alcohol is a disease,
and I tried to convince myself
and everybody else
that, um, I could beat
that disease on my own.
And I could for a little while,
you know,
like a day or two.
But it took someone who loved me
more than I loved the bottle
to shake me out of it,
you know, to show me what it was
that I was throwing away,
and she saved my life,
because she forced me
to come to these meetings,
or she'd leave me.
And this is someone
who stuck by me
after I had a...
debilitating accident
a week after I met her.
I knew that if my disease
was pushing her away,
then I had to do something,
because I could not
afford to lose her.
You don't have to have
someone at home to succeed,
but, um...
it sure as hell helps.
That's all I got.
Was really good
to see you today, Mike.
A year.
Bet it's like a century, huh?
Yeah, it's had its moments.
Just remember, everybody here
has been where you are,
and if you ever need anything,
you know, I'm here for you.
Hey.
You okay?
Everything okay?
I, uh...
I'm having those
hallucinations again, man.
Did you slip?
Of course not.
Of course not.
Man, look, here's the thing.
Uh-huh.
It's the same thing
that used to happen
when I was drinking
after the accident.
Only now, the shit's
happening when I'm sober.
Okay.
I'm scared.
Okay, when did
these hallucinations start?
About four days ago.
All right.
Did anything unusual
happen in your life?
Is anything overwhelming?
You know, some stress from out
of nowhere, you know?
Anything like that?
No, man, it's the
same as always.
Katherine wants to have a baby.
I can't finish the novel.
How's the book coming?
It's fucking brutal.
I keep waiting for inspiration
to come, show me what to do,
and it just won't come.
Well, look.
Just be open to it,
and it will, okay?
It will come.
Jesus, Michael!
Please do something!
Look, you son of a bitch...
Remember me?
Who is this?
Remember me?
Who is this?
Where are your parents?
Remember me?
Where are your parents?
I'm gonna call the fuck...
God damn it!
Don't do that!
Do what?
Don't jump out at me like that!
I'm so sorry!
I heard you yelling...
There was this kid's
voice on the phone!
What?
Look at the fridge!
Look at what?
Nothing.
Are you okay?
No.
No, I'm not.
Um...
who do we know with a daughter?
Who's got kids?
Who's got kids, baby?
Who's got kids?!
I know a lot of people
with kids.
I'm going back to bed.
Somebody's here.
Somebody's in the house.
Shh. Shh.
Stay.
No, I'm coming with you.
Stay close.
I have a weapon!
I'm sorry.
Shh.
Well?
I checked all around your house,
and there's no sign
of a forced entry.
Maybe it was a raccoon
or some other varmint
triggered the alarm.
It's pretty common
in these parts.
Th-That happens?
No. No, we've been here
for three years.
It's never happened.
Maybe someone got drunk
and set off the system
stumbling around in the dark.
Really?
I've been sober for a year,
Sheriff, so...
I've seen people sober 30 years,
then slip right back into old
habits without missing a day.
H-He doesn't drink.
I've been taking care of him.
Well, isn't Mr.
Lane a lucky man to have
you watch his back?
Hey, you know,
while you're here,
we've been getting these
really weird phone calls
at all hours of the night.
Is there anything
you can do about that?
It's probably just kids
making prank calls.
No, it's not.
It's different people.
One of them was a young child.
Yeah, that's the burglary
on Sherwood. False alarm.
Deputy's going for a coffee run.
Did you want...
Why don't you tell the deputy to
stay put till I get back?
Copy that.
So? You gonna
do anything?
About what?
Nobody broke in.
You're getting
prank calls from kids.
Check with your neighbors.
I'm sure they're getting
the same calls.
We have a small department
here, sir.
I like to limit
the unnecessary paperwork.
Now should
an actual person break in,
don't hesitate to call.
Have a good evening.
Yes, sir.
You, too.
Thanks.
Asshole.
Shh.
Whew.
Mitch, right?
I'm Michael, your neighbor.
Hi, Michael, my neighbor.
Good to meet you
after three years.
Yeah, I don't get out much.
I work from home, you know.
It's cool, dude.
What's up?
Um, look, have you, uh...
Have you been getting any calls,
like in the middle of the night?
People keep calling us
and saying, "Remember me,"
and then just hanging up.
Does that sound familiar?
Holy shit.
You get those, too?
So what is it,
just someone messing around?
You have any idea who it is?
Yeah, it's usually
one of my three ex-wives
bitching that I'm late
with the alimony.
Real fucking funny.
Come on.
I'm sorry, man.
Come on. Have a beer.
Come on, alimony!
That's funny!
Come on! Heh!
Hello.
Hey, are you okay?
Hey, baby, yeah.
Everything's great.
How's your day?
You're not drinking, are you?
What?
Why would you even say that?
It's just Mary called me today.
She's friends
with Mitch's girlfriend,
and apparently Mitch thought you
were acting weird.
All I did is go over there
and ask the guy
if he's getting the same phone
calls we are.
That's it.
That's all?
That's all.
You know, he was a bit
of a dick about it,
and now apparently
he's telling the whole town.
Look, it's no big deal.
Remember what the Sheriff said?
Probably a lot of people
are getting the calls.
Yeah, but I'm the only one who's
a drunk for checking in on it.
That's not true!
Michael, a-are you
sure you're...
Know what? I gotta go.
Son of a bitch.
What shite.
Get out of here.
This isn't you.
You're wasting your time.
Leave me alone.
You have bigger things
ahead of you.
You are a visionary.
I'm hallucinating.
All you need is
a lift of inspiration.
Leave me alone!
You were never like this
before Katherine came along.
I think she's driving you
to the loony bin.
Leave me alone!
Don't worry.
I'll bring you back.
Baby, I'm so sorry.
It's...
Remember me?
Who the hell is this?
Remember me?
If you don't stop calling me...
If you don't stop calling me...
Hey, man, uh,
sorry about
joking around earlier.
It was, like,
so uncool of me. I...
Mitch, I need you
to do two things.
One, never, ever look
at my wife again,
and two, get off my porch
in the next five seconds.
And if anyone hears about this
conversation around town,
you should know
I have a .357.
You're seriously threatening me?
Stay on my porch, and find out.
Cool.
I talked with Ariel,
Mitch's girlfriend?
She says that you
threatened to shoot him.
I told him to mind
his own business.
So you threatened to shoot him?
I mentioned as an aside
that I have a gun.
How he chose to interpret it
is his business.
What the hell is wrong
with you lately?
He called me a drunk, Kat.
Well, he shouldn't
have said that,
but, you know, maybe he was just
worried about you.
Maybe if you got to know
some of these people,
they'd be able to tell
who you really are.
I just feel
like a stranger here,
and... and I
really like it here,
and I want to get
to know these people,
a-and you're
threatening them?
I mean, do you really
think that that helps?
Do you think this helps?!
Do you think I need
any more pressure?
Kathy, could you get me
the flathead, babe?
Hey, Kathy!
Could you get me
the flathead, please?
What, are you giving me
the silent treatment?
Could you please
get me the flathead?
What are you shouting about?
Never mind.
What?
Did you see her?
Who?
The woman.
What woman?
The woman in the dress.
I didn't see anyone.
Look, I just want you to admit
that you haven't really
been yourself lately,
and we can
figure it out from there.
And I think you should
apologize to Mitch!
How'd it go?
I mean...
I'm not gonna get invited
to poker night, but went okay.
Thank you.
Yeah.
You, uh... You want
to call Bill and Mary,
have them bring Mason
again over tomorrow?
Mm, I'd love that.
Yeah? Okay.
Ohh!
I thought you said you were
gonna put them on silent.
We did.
Message erased.
Fuck.
Oh, my God!
Keep it down.
I'm trying to sleep.
I'm...
I'm...
Oh, we really are glad
you guys stopped by.
Mason? Mason, baby,
slow down, baby.
Buddy, don't trip.
You're gonna fall.
Well, we were really
glad to hear from you.
You know, we tried
to call several times,
but there was never any answer.
Think she never heard of email.
Shut up.
Hey, are you guys okay?
Michael?
Yeah, we're fine.
Michael's just been really busy
with his...
With his book.
Good.
Yeah, yeah.
That's good.
We all go through times
like this, right?
I mean, last year,
I was a big ball of stress
when UPS cut back my shifts,
you know, but we pulled through.
Bad times are like
good times, right?
They eventually end.
Yeah, I've just
been so exhausted
with the opening
of the boutique,
and the phone's just been
ringing nonstop.
From whom?
Just different people.
We... We talked to the
police about it,
and they've finally agreed
to trace the calls.
That's good.
Bet it'll feel good when they
catch the punks, huh?
They better hope
the police get 'em first,
'cause if I do,
I'm gonna cut off
each of their fingers one by one
with pinking shears
until they can never dial a
fucking phone again.
Well, let's hope
it doesn't come to that.
The good thing is,
is that nobody got hurt.
I'm sure that the police are
gonna get to the bottom of it.
...ah-shing-tun.
Wait. Stop.
Mason. Mason.
Mason, stop!
Va-la-ree
wa-shing-tun.
Mason, honey, what happened?!
Michael, what happened?
Michael!
My God. Come on, baby.
Come on. Come on,
get up. Get up.
Bill!
Va-la-ree wa-shing-tun.
What?
Did you push Mason?
Hey, what'd you do to my kid?
Are you listening?!
What is wrong with...
Michael, what are you doing?!
Michael, stop it!
Stop it, Michael!
Stop!
Bill.
Oh, my God!
Get the fuck off of him!
Bill, I'm sorry, man.
Don't touch him!
Get off! Get off!
God, you guys!
Are you okay?
What are you doing?
Michael, what the fuck
is wrong with you?!
I'm sorry.
I can't fucking believe you.
Let's go.
We gotta get out of here.
Let's get Mason.
Let's get outta here.
Mary, please, I...
Kat, I cannot...
I'm sorry.
I played the message backwards,
and that's what I heard.
Yeah, I played
the message backwards.
Yeah, I know it sounds crazy,
but you gotta listen to me!
I played the message backwards.
I heard the...
Hello? Yes,
I'm sorry, Sheriff.
It's just he hasn't
been feeling good.
Can you please just let us know
if you find out
anything? Thanks.
What did he say?
Enough!
You're pushing everyone away,
including me!
No, baby! No, listen!
You said that you
would always believe me
as long as I told you the truth!
And I'm telling you
I need you to believe me now!
I... I heard something
on the machine,
okay?
Will you just listen?
No new messages.
There's a...
No new messages.
The, uh...
No new messages.
No new messages...
Yes, I know I...
No new messages.
I know I heard something.
No new messages.
No... No new messages.
W-W-When you
play it backwards...
It... She was...
It wa...
She said her name
was Valerie Washington.
Do...
Do we know a Valerie Washington?
No, we don't know any Valerie!
We don't know any
Valerie Washington!
You didn't hear anything!
Honey...
you gotta trust me.
I think you need to take
a break from your book.
I think the pressure's
getting to you.
It's okay.
Now, my reasons for drinking
were almost occupational.
I was a psychiatrist.
And being a psychiatrist,
I listened to people's problems
all the time every day all... you
know, on top of my own.
Then of course, my alcoholism.
All I... I felt
that drinking was, um,
my escape,
um, that I deserved it.
And so I started to drink.
And...
I got lost.
I got very lost,
and I lost many things.
I lost everything.
I lost my job,
lost my wife.
I lost my reputation.
I lost my dignity.
I was humiliated beyond
any reasonable measure.
I lost my kids.
Did that stop me? No.
See, I couldn't accept the fact
that I loved the next drink more
than I loved my own children.
But I did...
then.
And we all know that getting
sober is just half the battle.
It's staying sober,
staying sober.
Ladies and gentlemen, staying
sober is the hardest thing.
It's the hardest part,
and it's the hardest thing I've
ever done, and it is
We can all come up with an
excuse to have a drink,
for God's sake.
You feel good.
You feel bad.
You feel sad.
You feel happy.
Hey, there's always a reason to
have a celebration with
a dry martini,
but the problem
with people like us
is that one martini
leads to another martini.
It leads to a scotch
on the rocks.
It leads to a... in my case,
the crystal methamphetamine,
and then it's over.
Many of you know my journey to
sobriety in these last 11 years,
and I'd be less than honest
if I were to say to you
that I haven't wanted to have a
drink many, many times.
I have.
But I think.
I sit down, and I think about
what I've been through...
and all my family and my friends
and the people that I love
and that stuck by me
have been through.
So every time I think
that I might be slipping...
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Who's there?!
Who's there?!
What the fuck?
Fuck.
Okay, be strong.
Where... Oh.
Michael! Michael!
Stop it! Stop it!
What are you doing?
It's not in my head.
I thought we were past this.
I saw her.
I saw it again.
A-And something
happened here.
Ah, fuck.
And... And... And...
Maybe it's the house.
Maybe it wants to...
I thought we were past this.
Maybe it wants us to leave.
Maybe the Realtor lied to us.
What are you doing?
You know,
something she's not telling us,
you know?
Because you know who lived here?
I don't know who...
Who lived here
before us, and maybe...
Why did they leave, you know?
Why did they have to go?
You are insane!
These people...
These people, these things,
they want us to know.
They want us to know
what's going on.
What are you doing?
Do you know who lived
here before us?
I don't know why they
chose me, but they did,
and...
You drank?
Uh, fuck.
You drank?
I'm not gonna
give them the house.
I'm not gonna...
You fucking drank?
I'm not gonna leave.
That's not what's important.
You're saying you never drank!
That's not what's important!
Fucking asshole.
Listen to me! Listen.
I'm just trying to protect you.
From what?
The bogeyman
that's trying to get us?
All of the secret messages
that are hidden
in the phone calls?
I've tried everything
I can do to help you.
I'm done.
No. No.
Katherine, I need you
to believe me.
I'll come back to get the rest
of my stuff when you're gone.
No!
Well, I'm sorry, ma'am.
I didn't mean to scare you.
It's okay.
Well, I tried calling,
but it seems you're
not answering your phones.
Sorry about that.
Ah, it's no problem.
We got some information back
on those private calls.
Now, you say
the phone was unplugged,
but it was still ringing?
No, that was a mistake.
Thought that sounded
a little crazy.
Even though what we found
was a little crazy in itself.
What do you mean?
Well, normally we can easily
trace these types of calls,
because all numbers, including
private ones, have a
What was weird was every time we
tried one of your calls,
our systems crashed.
It worked with
every other number we tried,
but yours kept causing
our equipment to fail.
That's weird.
So we called in some tech guys,
and they said the problem is the
trace route was connected to a...
What do they call it?
A null number.
Null number?
Meaning it doesn't exist,
like an empty data set, as if it
appeared out of nowhere.
Well, it had to have
appeared from somewhere.
What is more,
that name your husband gave us,
Valerie, uh...
Valerie Washington.
Yes, yes. Now,
she died four years ago,
victim of some serial killer.
Now, her murder, along with four
others, were never solved.
There are no witnesses,
no leads.
Case is now closed.
I was right.
Mr. Lane.
I didn't see you there.
I was just telling your wife...
About the phone calls
and... and
Valerie Washington.
Did... Did she or any of the other
victims live in this house?
Well, you don't think
she's calling you from beyond?
No, no, no, no.
None of the victims
lived here as far as I know.
Why do you think they chose you?
I ask myself that every day.
Well, even though I'm skeptical
of all sorts
of paranormal activity,
what do I know?
If she calls you again,
maybe you can ask her
who killed her,
move a couple of our cases
to the solved column.
Well, I gotta be getting
back to the station.
Sheriff Stance turned
the matter over to me,
so if anything else comes up,
just give me a call.
What happened with the Sheriff?
His plate is full.
He loves me.
That may have something
to do with it, too.
You folks have a good evening.
I'm sorry I didn't believe you.
Let's go inside.
Valerie Washington.
Next message.
Haley San-dee.
Haley San-ders.
Next message.
Mary Ann Sanders.
Mary Ann Sanders.
Next message.
Larry Osmand.
Vicki Johnson.
End of messages.
You know, I think
the deputy's onto something.
I found four more names.
And I get the feeling that
they want me to help them,
you know, like they want me to
bring them some justice,
to find the guy that did this.
Why they picked us,
I don't know, but...
Babe, I gotta get some rest.
I can't even keep my eyes open.
Okay. Well, just let me know
if you need anything, okay?
I'll leave you the towel.
Okay, baby.
Baby, you want some...
Baby?
Baby?
Katherine?
What's happening, baby?
Sweetheart?
Give her a couple
of these twice a day.
Plenty of rest.
Usual plenty of fluids and...
Okay, okay, fine,
but what happened?
Because a couple days ago,
she was fine,
and then she was taking her
meds regularly.
I was making sure of that,
and all of a sudden,
this. I didn't...
Look, you never really know
with these kinds of seizures.
You're telling me she
took all her medications?
Absolutely.
No drugs?
No.
Not too much alcohol?
No, no, no.
I'm telling you,
everything was the way
it should be.
My best guess is she might have
some kind of an infection,
and... and she may be fighting it,
and her body...
What kind of infection?
Went into overdrive.
I don't know.
I don't think it's meningitis,
but we could run some tests
to find out later.
But she needs her rest.
And if her temperature goes up
or she has another seizure,
we may need to admit her, okay?
Okay.
But just keep an eye on her.
Okay.
...Larry Osmand,
Vicki Johnson.
Yep, that's the rest of 'em,
at least what I can tell.
What do you mean?
Don't you have the records?
Not here.
Just a single folder
on some basic information.
The name, age, birth date,
a brief description,
and date of death.
No proper files.
How can that be?
Well, newer deputies don't get
access to confidential files.
I only had what's already
on public records.
But you can get access, right?
Only with the
Sheriff's permission,
and he's not gonna grant that.
Look, even if he did
let me see them,
they're confidential.
I can't tell you what's in them.
But I can solve these murders.
Let's not get carried away.
Now Sheriff Stance doesn't want
to go through this anymore,
and... and he
pulled me off.
He's advised me not to have any
more contact with you.
What?
He's afraid you're gonna give
the families false hope.
Now, I could lose my job just by
having this conversation.
Now, I'm sorry, Michael.
I wish there was
more I could do.
And my advice to you,
for what it's worth,
let the past stay that way.
Yeah. They won't let me.
You can run, but you can't hide.
I'm gonna bury
this son of a bitch.
Good morning, baby
She said it's middle
of the afternoon
I said, "Good morning, baby"
She said it's middle
of the afternoon
You don't quit
your rolling around
I'm gonna leave you soon
She say, "You're out all night
Playing your music till dawn"
She say, "You're out all night
Playing your music till dawn
She say, "When you come home
You're gonna find me gone"
Gone
Long gone
Well, good morning, baby
She said it's middle
of the afternoon...
Katherine?
Kathy?
Kathy!
Katherine?
Kathy?
Kat...
shouldn't you be in bed, baby?
Kathy?
Oh, shit.
Try and relax.
Breathe.
Breathe for me.
Breathe for me.
Come on!
Come on!
That's it.
Look at me.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay, I got you.
Okay.
I got you.
I got you.
Okay, I got you.
I got you.
I got you.
I saw her.
Who did you see, baby?
Who, baby?
Who did you see?
Katherine?
Kathy?
What are you doing, baby?
Oh, my God. Baby.
What are you doing?
Oh, shit. Tell me.
Baby, what's going on?
What do you want?!
What do you want?!
I'm trying to fucking help you!
I'm trying to fucking help you!
Leave her alone!
Leave her alone!
Okay, wait.
Wait for it.
We're all about set.
And 3, 2, 1, phew!
You're in, dude.
Use it for good, not for evil.
Thanks, man.
Oh, man, thank you.
Yeah, and remember you
only got 90 minutes
before the whole thing just
self-shuts down, right?
And, uh, if you get busted, bro,
I only came here
to fix your hard drive.
Comprende?
Got it.
You came here
to fix the hard drive.
Sheriff, why...
"Thrill."
Was it a...
Was a thrill for him?
Bingo.
He's following these.
He's following all of them.
Visionary.
Which one's visionary?
No. No, no, no,
no, no, no, no!
No, there's...
There's one more murder.
Shit.
Who's the sixth victim?
How you feeling, baby?
I feel great.
What's wrong?
He tortured them, all of them.
It was just...
It was a game,
and the sick son of a bitch
is still out there.
What are you gonna do?
Try and get the cases reopened?
I don't think I can.
Sheriff Stance is determined
to keep a lid on it,
and he fired
the last two deputies,
and there's still
a sixth victim.
There's no record for it.
Do you think that Sheriff Stance
had something to do with it?
I don't know.
I hadn't even
thought about that.
I hope that the ghosts are happy
with all of the hard work
that you're doing.
I am so proud of you.
Thank you, baby.
Here.
Come on.
Let's celebrate.
What?
Ah, fuck.
God.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Holy shit!
Oh, Jesus!
What the fuck?
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Connor Lucas.
Who is Connor Lucas?
Is he... Is he
the sixth victim?
Or is he the murderer?
September 9. September 9.
September 9.
Son of a bitch.
There's a pattern.
There's a pattern.
Each of these crimes
is completely different,
but they all share
one thing in common.
Each fits one type
of serial killer,
and he covered this
with meticulous detail.
Like this one,
this is when the killer
takes something valuable
from the victim.
This is the only victim
that had something taken.
Look what it says.
"Gain."
Gain.
This is his signature.
Each one fits a type.
But this one here,
this one's missing.
This one's missing from the
pattern, visionary.
Well, maybe he got scared,
wised up, moved away.
No, no.
He's not scared.
Look at the crime scenes.
Does this guy
look scared to you?
Well, I can certainly
run it by the Sheriff,
see what he says.
That's, uh...
I don't... I don't...
That's not a good idea.
Well, what are you saying?
Look, the last two deputies
who went poking around
were fired, okay?
I don't want you
to lose your job.
Nah, there's no way the Sheriff
will protect a killer.
Yes, but he would
protect himself!
Okay, now you're losing me.
And you gotta be careful making
these types of allegations.
Now, if you wanna
get along in this town,
you gotta watch who you offend.
Look, all I'm trying to say is
that the two local murders
were investigated
by the Sheriff,
and they were
not investigated properly,
and the two deputies who said
something were fired.
Then the mayor makes
this generous contribution
to the Sheriff's
road safety campaign,
and a month later, the Sheriff
buys a... a brand-new home.
So now the mayor's involved?
No, I... Mayor or no mayor,
I don't know,
but the Sheriff is involved,
and I am... I am this close
to finding the truth.
Okay, I wanna help.
I'll look into it,
see if I can find some more
information on the sixth victim.
Okay.
Until then, let's keep
this between us.
Absolutely.
Just pump the brakes
until you hear from me, okay?
Okay, okay.
All right.
Thank you so much.
I really appreciate it.
Hey...
good job.
W-What do you
want from me?
Remember me?
I've done everything you want!
What do you want from me?!
Remember me?
Remember me?
What do you want?
Remember me?
Who did this to you?
Who did this to you?
You did.
I... I didn't do anything.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
You did.
Michael, Michael Lane.
Hi. My name is Michael.
My name is Michael Lane.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Michael Lane.
Yeah, I just, um...
I just moved here from a little
town called Woodbine.
It's so small, it doesn't even
show up on the GPS.
It's been hard to meet people.
But it's given me time
to work on my novel.
No kidding.
You're a writer, too.
Yeah, I'd love
to read your stuff.
It's my first medieval thriller.
"Knight Fire."
Well, the Knight's the hero.
Of course.
I'd love your opinion.
You'd be the first to read it.
I'd be honored.
That's okay.
Red or white?
Let me see.
Hmm.
Think we'll go with the white.
Heh.
I hate it when the red
stains my clothes.
God, please don't hurt me!
Almost there.
Bitch.
Yeah?
This is how you fucking play.
Eh? Huh?
Hey, Katherine.
Hi, Michael.
Um, I thought I was
gonna get your voice mail.
No, you...
You got the real thing.
I know you're busy.
I just wanted to say
that this has been the best
week of my life.
Can't wait to see you tomorrow.
Yeah, me, too.
I got big plans.
Well, um, have a good night.
I'll be thinking of you.
You, too.
Shit.
What the fuck?
"Michael."
Michael. Michael.
Michael.
Michael.
Fuck.
What the fuck?
Hello.
Hey. I was
thinking of you.
Oh.
That's good.
Um...
who am I?
Um, you're
Mr. Wonderful.
No. I'm...
I'm serious. I...
I don't...
I don't know where I am.
I don't...
You were the last person
I spoke to.
I... I don't
remember anything.
You're serious.
What's going on?
Where are you?
I'll be right there.
Congratulations, Connor.
You finally got it.
You've come
to the end of your story.
I told you you had it in you,
but you didn't believe me.
I'm Connor Lucas.
Yes, and you are
the visionary, Connor.
Katherine is the final
brushstroke in your masterpiece.
That's what you intended
four years ago.
But better late than never, eh?
Shoot her!
Right in the head!
You're the visionary.
Hurry!
We don't have much time.
Michael?
What are you doing?
Don't worry.
I'll make it quick,
not like the others.
No time
for tittle-tattle.
She can't live.
You have to finish
what you started.
Kill her! Kill her!
You have to end it!
Kill her! Kill her!
Connor Lucas,
this is the police!
The place is surrounded!
Come out with your hands up!
I repeat, come out
with your hands up!
Kitty Kat!
Kitty Kat.
Michael.
Michael. Michael, don't.
Michael, don't,
don't, don't, don't!
Connor Lucas, open up!
Michael!
Connor Lucas, open up!
No!
Come out now!
Let's go!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
No!
You are a waste
of skin and bone.
Like to drag you
behind my squad car
through downtown
real slow like a parade.
You're a piece of shit.
We had some trouble
connecting the dots
in these crimes
from all the jurisdictions.
But the puzzle pieces
fit perfectly now.
I got a question
for you, Connor.
Yeah.
Do you ever think about the
families of your victims?
All the time.
That was half the fun.
There's nothing I'd rather do
than put you down
like the rabid dog you are.
Save the county
the cost of your trial.
Do it.
But unlike you,
I don't fancy myself
a judge, jury, and executioner.
No, you're just a pussy.
You're a fucking embarrassment.
You got your little brown
shirt and your khaki pants
and your big shiny badge
and your pistol.
You can't shoot to kill.
You have no idea
about the thrill,
about the rush
of taking a human life.
Only two people know that,
two people,
God and me.
You're insane.
All that's left
is to flush you away forever
like the piece of shit you are.
Are you sure
about that, Sheriff?
Because I'm
just getting started.