02x05 - Z Is for Zombies

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♪ ♪

[WHIMPERING]

[GROWLING]

[SOBBING]

- [GROWLS]
- [SCREAMS]

[GASPS]

- I knew that was gonna happen.
- ALEX: I know,

but sometimes it's fun to know.

LILA: Wait. I got to pause it.

- I need to go to the bathroom.
- What?!

- No, not now.
- I've been holding it for, like,

- an hour.
- Take your laptop with you.

I can't watch it on the toilet.

I can't pee while I'm watching.

I don't like these zombies as
much as the fast-moving ones.

I know, but

I believe them more.

Like, if they're dead,
they're gonna move slower.

But I don't think the
Days Later zombies are dead.

I just think they're...
they've got a virus, you know?

- That's why they move fast.
- But they're both better

than The Walking Dead ones. [LAUGHS]

Oh, my God, they're awful.

You could step around them.

If we had zombies...

you and me... we would be brilliant.

We'd save everyone.

All right, I'm gonna
turn it back on again.

- [GLASS BREAKS]
- [GASPS]

- [CLATTERING]
- [DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]

Did you hear that?

Uh-huh.

What was it?

Something in the back.

- What is it?
- [CLANKING]

Did you see that?

Uh-huh.

- Was it...
- I don't know.

Where'd they go?

ALEX: I don't know.

They were heading into the alley.

But I don't see them.

LYNN: What don't you see?

- What's going on?
- Zombies...

- they're... What?
- Shh.

- Mom!
- What are we doing out here?

LEXIS: Looking for zombies.
Lila saw zombies.

She was watching a scary movie.

It's just her imagination, Mom.

[SING-SONGY]: Imagination.

- Imagination...
- Hey! Stop!

Okay, that's enough,
let's get back inside.

It's cold.

- Two minutes, Lila.
- [DOOR CLOSES]

What do you think?

There was definitely
something back here.

Why do you say that?

LILA: Blood.

♪ ♪

[GROWLING]

Throughout every religion
and mythology,

there is the story of the destroyer.

Lucifer.

The Devil.

He is as timeless as the Creator.

And despite what the modern
world would have you believe,

he is just as real today

as he ever has been.

The word Lucifer

comes from the Greek.

Eosphorus.

It means "dawn-bringer".

DAVID: [CLEARS THROAT] Father.

- But it is also...
- Father.

[WHISPERS]: Your back is bleeding.

I was light-headed
getting out of the shower.

I must have...

scratched up my back when I fell.

Let's go to the doctor.

No. I'm fine.

You don't look fine, Father.

David.

This stays between us.

Of course.

I, uh...

... haven't been myself lately.

The blood on my back, it just...

develops.

It heals,

then starts up again.

I feel as if I'm under some kind of...

att*ck.

- Spiritual att*ck?
- I don't know.

I've been angry.

I have trouble forgiving.

And I don't want to pray.

Father...

let me conduct an assessment.

Of me?

No.

You conduct five exorcisms a month.

Who knows what the demonic
can do to you over that time?

The only way to know
is if we conduct an assessment.

- We?
- My team and myself.

David,

if the archdiocese knows...

Let me do it confidentially.

I'll keep the results just between us.

[HORN BLOWS]

♪ ♪

[ZOMBIE GROWLING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

LILA: There was definitely
something out there last night.

We need photographic evidence.

- Adults won't believe...
- My mom would.

- [WOMAN SCREAMS]
- This is her job.

She's, like, a vampire stalker.

Okay, put your flashlight on.

Zombies hate bright light.

- LILA: The perimeter's secure.
- Good.

Zombie flesh is soft,

- so they'll probably...
- [GLASS BREAKS]

- Shh.
- What?

LILA: It's in your room.

ALEX: It could be my parents.

[LOW GROWLING]

Wait. This is the moment
when something jumps out

and sc...

- Aah!
- What are you two doing?

I thought you were sleeping in the yard.

We were.

Mom, we just...

We heard a noise up here.

Go to bed, you two.

- Mom, wait.
- [LOW GROWLING]

What?

[GROWLING]

Nothing.

Good night, Mom.

Hey, Mom, can dogs
be arrested for m*rder?

- Mom?
- Can I get a haircut, Mom?

- Oh, that's too long.
- Mom, are you even listening to me?

- Do you hear me right now?
- All right.

Almost ready? Bus is in two minutes.

I want eggs, Mom.

Why can't we have eggs in the morning?

If you put your orders in by
: a.m., I'll think about it.

No, seriously, can dogs be
arrested for m*rder or not?

What does your teacher say?

- ALL: "Don't talk during class".
- [KRISTIN LAUGHS]

Mom, can I have another
sleepover tonight?

Again? You just did one last night.

Mind your own business, Lynn.

No, it's about zombies, right?

- Catching zombies.
- Hmm.

[SING-SONGY]: Imagination...

Shut up!

Hey! Don't say "shut up".

If it's all right with Mrs.
Metellus, it's okay with me.

But I don't want you to be
outside again, all right?

- No, inside. I'll check.
- Have fun, love you, bye.

- [RINGTONE PLAYING]
- [GIRLS CLAMORING]

David, what's up?

I need your help.

Father Mulvehill is having some issues.

The exorcist might need an exorcism.

[EXHALES]

I, um...

I know this must feel awkward,
but I thought

it'd be easier if David wasn't present.

It's just that I've never been
on the other side

of one of these assessments.

I'll try to make it quick and painless.

Last person who promised me
quick and painless

was the doctor taking out my appendix.

And was it either?

- No.
- [LAUGHS]

Okay.

Why did you become a priest, Father?

Actually, should I call you Father?

Joe's good.

I heard the calling.

You heard?

Are we talking a voice?

No. I understood

what God wanted from me.

Do you think God has
a special purpose for you?

- Of course.
- Why "of course"?

Because God did not just call me
to the priesthood.

He also called me to be an exorcist.

That's your question, right?

Secular professionals love priests

when we open food kitchens

and protest nuclear weapons.

We unnerve them

when we start talking about
demons and angels

and... true evil.

Am I right?

Are you right that I'm unnerved
by your profession

- as an exorcist?
- Yes.

I don't know if I'm unnerved.

I'm just trying to deal
with the reality as you see it.

Um...

do your thoughts jump
from place to place

so much you can't keep track of them?

Recently I have felt...

... confused.

But, uh...

I haven't been getting enough sleep.

Have you been doing anything
that's out of character?

Father, I'm...

gonna be honest with you.
You do seem troubled.

By something. I don't what it is.

But...

it's keeping you from
completing your mission.

So use me.

Use the secular to cure the spiritual.

[EXHALES]

[CLEARS THROAT]

When I was...

a younger man, before the priesthood,

in seminary, in fact,

I had a habit.

An addiction.

Nothing dramatic.

Gambling.

Okay.

When I heard the call,
I gave it up completely.

I never felt the draw again.

Just like...

people who give up cigarettes.

After a while,

the thought of a cigarette

makes them nauseous.

But then...

... this.

It was like that whiff

of a cigarette from the past.

Call it...

nostalgia, call it...

Uh, I don't know.

[CHUCKLES]

But I started gambling online.

Didn't feel like gambling. I could

play poker anonymously

with other anonymous people.

And I wouldn't be a priest

in a card club.

Have you bet with money?

Not at first, but...

lately, yes.

A lot of money?

Well, as a priest,

I don't have a lot of money.

But I want to be clear.

I... I don't think
my issues are spiritual.

I-I think they are
a backsliding into old habits.

That's all.

And I-I have to resist it.

It's about

willpower.

Nothing else.

KRISTEN: He admitted
to a gambling problem.

That, combined with the cycles
of high energy

and confusion are
all warning signs of mania.

- Gambling?
- KRISTEN: Online.

He started back in seminary, but
he gave it up until a month ago.

- When he exorcised Leland?
- David, this is

a vicarious trauma issue,
not a demonic one.

A trauma issue can be a demonic one.

No, let me look at his computer.

Why?

Because that's what I do.

A lot of things are more simple

than devils and diseases.

What?

We think you should take the month off.

What?

[LAUGHS] No. I'm fine.

You were almost dead.

Come on. I was missing in a basement

for hours. That's nothing.

Let's go.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

- ♪
♪
- [ZOMBIE GROWLING]

[GASPS]

So we don't get caught
in small spaces, right?

Like that.

And yet...

- look where we are. We're not...
- [THUD]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

Let's go.

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ ♪

[BOTH YELP]

What are you playing at, Alex?

It's late.

You should be in bed.

What's that, Dad?

Nothing. It's...

Go to bed.

[WHISPERING]: That wasn't my dad.

What do you mean?

I looked into his eyes,

and...

that wasn't my dad.

♪ ♪

Okay, is this what's
been on your laptop?

Mm... no, not like that.

Okay, but when you surf the Web,

this is how they appear, right?

MULVEHILL: Yeah.

Uh, maybe. I don't know.

Yeah, okay. It's not psychological...

you going back to gambling...
and it's not spiritual,

it's not the Devil...
it is Internet advertising.

- The temptation is spiritual.
- BEN: No.

These big social media companies have

algorithms that search
for characteristics

that they then target ads at.

Shopping ads, p*rn,

even gambling ads.
It's not the Devil at work.

It's just social media.

I haven't gambled in years.
What characteristics

could they possibly be looking for?

Articles that interest you.

Keywords in your emails, searches.

Look, these algorithms
are pretty subtle,

cross-referencing search words
in your emails

that push you toward knitting,

violent videos,

kittens, whatever

- unknown obsession you have.
- DAVID: So,

what does he do to conquer it?

BEN: Well, I can clean out
his browser of cookies and

upload some ad blockers.

Type in your password,
I can do it right now.

Unless...

you want to keep gambling.

No. No.

Great, I'll do it right now.

- Thanks.
- [TYPING]

I'd better get to class.

David?

Okay, now tell me the real story.

[LAUGHS] The real?

- Yeah.
- What do you mean?

You're doing something.

I know you.

I don't need an algorithm to know you.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay.

So I was looking
at his number of emails.

- Mm-hmm.
- There are none.

What do you mean... there are no emails?

I mean his email cache

is empty, clean.

- Spotless. Not even spam.
- So?

So when somebody cleans out their inbox,

trashes all the emails and
then throws out the trash,

in my experience,
they're hiding something.

p*rn?

Give me a minute.

DAVID: He likes you guys.

Mm-hmm.

- What's going on?
- No emails.

Meaning?

Mm, almost, almost there, almost.

Okay, if I search
an email from his inbox

and type in just the symbol "at",

the auto-correct pulls up
the most recently sent email.

Uh... what?

Uh, it's a trick.

Watch. He trashed

every one of his emails
that he sent or received, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- And I want to find

the last one sent.

Watch.

KRISTEN: D power?

Mm-hmm, that is the person

that he most recently
exchanged emails with.

Okay.

DAVID: Wait, wait,
what-what're you doing?

- Writing him.
- Why?

- What are we looking for?
- Your priest friend's cohorts.

- He's not been up-front with us.
- He confessed to gambling.

- That's not everything.
- Why would he confess to that

- and not something else?
- I don't know.

But that's why we assess, right?

Find out if he's having an affair

or if he paid off somebody?

"Great talking to you..."

- No, no, no, no, no. Um...
- Hmm?

"Thinking about our last conversation".

- Now what?
- Well, now we wait.

That was fast.

BEN: "I'm warning you.

One last time".

What's he warning about?

BEN: "Let's meet in person
and clear this up".

Wait, is that a good idea?

We'll find out.

What the hell?

[WOMAN MOANING]

LILA: Hey, Mom.

Hey. How are you doing? Come here.

How's it going?

- You seem upset.
- No. No, I'm not.

Just dealing with everything.

- In your work, Mom?
- Mm-hmm.

The stuff you do,
is there really monsters?

- Is my work bothering you, babe?
- No, no, no.

I... I actually think

- it's kind of cool.
- Okay.

I tell my friends
at school about it, and...

Oh, no.

Although I do tell them
you carry a samurai sword.

[LAUGHS] That's great.

I'm gonna get one.

Well, are there monsters?

Like, real monsters?

Well, there are people
who do monstrous things,

I guess.

But I don't know
if I'd call them monsters

because they're still people underneath.

You just have to find that person?

Yeah. And sometimes that's hard

because they've forgotten
who they really are

or they like being a monster too much.

Is that what happened
with that LeRoux guy?

Why do you ask?

I know he was bad.

Yes, he was.

He did monstrous things.

What happens if they can't
be a person again?

If they're always gonna be a monster?

I don't know.

Do you ever give up on anyone?

- A friend or...
- A dad?

Lila...

- your dad loves you.
- I know.

- This isn't about Dad.
- [PHONE RINGS]

- Okay.
- Oh, love you.

Hey, you can sleep here if you want.

No, that's okay, uh...

- I have homework.
- Okay.

Hey, Ben. I'm glad you called.
I have a question.

Uh, okay.

Um, so what you did today

with Mulvehill's gambling ads...
on my Web browser

it's just covered in ads I don't think

I ever did anything to encourage.

What kind of ads?

Like, um...

people ads, meeting...

meeting people ads.

Okay, uh... [CHUCKLES]

well, just bring in
your laptop tomorrow,

I'll clean out your cookies.

Okay. I-It's not just that.
I also just don't understand

why this is happening;
I mean, I never did anything.

Uh, social media has a mind of its own.

It... it guesses at what you may want.

Or somebody's just messing

with your computer.

Hello? You still there?

Oh...

- They can do that?
- Yeah,

if they have your password.
Listen, c-can I...

can I just tell you why I called?

Uh, yeah, of course. Sorry. What is it?

I think I found the person
that Mulvehill was emailing.

Who is it?

BEN: It's a guy he owes money to.

He's an enforcer.

Mulvehill has gambling debts.

- How much?
- $ , from online poker.

- Ooh.
- Oh, my God.

Yeah, I got him a one-week extension,

but he really has to
get out of this situation.

Clearing out his browser is not enough.

I can get him medication for his mania.

But I don't think
he's gonna listen to us.

- Mm.
- Okay, I...

I'll talk to him.

What's wrong?

My dad just came home from work.

And... he just stares at the wall

and doesn't say anything.

I'm sorry.

Alex?

Where does your dad work?

CongoRun.

Their warehouse.

That's like Amazon?

Yeah.

Like them?

Alex...

I think that's what
we saw from upstairs.

"CongoRun Warehouse Turns Employees...

into Zombies".

REPORTER: Millions of people
order from CongoRun.com

every day, making it

the third-richest company in the world.

But accusations continue
to grow that CongoRun

mistreats its employees.

All are non-union,
many are forced to work

without regular bathroom breaks

or even routine safety precautions.

[DISTORTED VOICE]: They fired me
because I couldn't keep up.

Every night I come home to my
family feeling like a zombie.

And then I finally got injured
on their new distro machine.

- That's like Dad's.
- They just fired me.

No workman's comp, no nothing.

Get a lot of complaints about
blood left on people's lawns

and sidewalks and driveways.

What can I do?

There's no time to even stop
and put on a Band-Aid.

You're right.

It is your dad's work.

So what do we do?

[MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY ON RADIO]

Whose phone is locked?

Are you talking to us?

If you want to get your hair braided,

you need to make an appointment.

We're not here to do our hair

or our phone.

We read online you deal with zombies.

People becoming zombies.

Who's becoming a zombie?

My dad.

And why is that?

He started working at a factory.

Where does your dad work?

CongoRun, their warehouse.

Long Island.

LILA: What are you doing?

In Haiti, the slaves

in the sugar cane fields
were worked to death.

It was backbreaking work.

Painful.

Deadening.

Some of the slaves
thought the only escape

from this nightmare

was to k*ll themselves.

But that, of course,

meant the sl*ve driver
lost a good worker.

So the sl*ve drivers
perpetuated a story.

A story of zombies.

If a sl*ve were to commit su1c1de,

they wouldn't go to heaven

or hell.

They'd be cursed

to work the plantation

as zombies for eternity.

So, now, fast-forward to today.

The CongoRun factory

is physically

and emotionally toxic.

And, like sl*very,

can turn the workers into zombies.

By making them dead inside.

So what's the solution?

Two solutions.

This one.

The blue one.

It's for your dad.

Add it to his food and don't tell him.

Just let him consume it.

What does it do?

This one.

The green one.

It's for the sl*ve driver.

LILA: Who's the sl*ve driver?

I don't know.

But he'll reveal himself.

They always do.

ALEX: Hey, how you doing, Dad?

Fine.

Lila came over and helped me make

spaghetti and meatballs.

I do not need this now, David.

DAVID: That's too bad.

We need to talk.

You have $ , in gambling debts.

- What?!
- Don't deny it, Father.

We're assessing you.

That's what we do.

I told you I have a weakness.

- And I...
- No. Stop it.

You're making it worse.

I don't know what happened.

Maybe it was Leland.

Maybe it was just a...

a weakness in your character.

But I can't ignore it.

You promised you wouldn't
go to the bishop.

And I won't.

As long as you take six months off.

Go into a program.

Promise that,

and I won't go to the bishop.

- You going to school?
- Shh.

[WHISPERS]:
Mom and Dad are still asleep.

They're still asleep now?

Wow. You think this is because of our...

- [DOOR SLAMS]
- Oh no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Hey, Dad.
- No, they gonna fire me.

[PANTING]

Hello, Mr. Hamlin?

I'm so sorry, this is Brandon Metellus

from the east loading dock.

My alarm clock didn't
go off this morning

and I'm coming, I... What?

Oh, my God.

What?

Okay. If you think so, sir.

I'm-I'm so sorry.

Are you fired?

No.

There was a gas leak on the east dock.

My whole team was sent
to the emergency room.

Oh, my God.

BRANDON: All .

I was the only one not there.

They're out, permanently.

Lung damage.

KENSIA: Brandon,
if you hadn't slept in...

I know.

♪ ♪

You still got the green bottle?

Next we find the sl*ve driver.

I think we need samurai swords.

[GIGGLES]

Ready?

[BOTH SWOOSHING]

- Kicking ass.
- Come on.

Gonna get you!

[BOTH CLAMORING]

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

♪ ♪

Do you have a minute, Sister?

How's your breathing?

I'm still working on it.

Been distracted.

Well, you need silence.

I know.

- It's hard to find.
- No, it isn't.

You're just lazy.

Um...

do you know Father Mulvehill,
the exorcist?

- [SIGHS]
- Why do you do that?

What?

[IMITATES SIGH]

I find the good Father, shall we say,

full of himself.

You find Father Mulvehill...

His little exorcism kit...
the leather one.

He spends his nights
making it look weathered.

The leather is new, but he rubs it down

with sandpaper to make it look old.

- You're kidding.
- No.

How do you know that?

We Sisters of Mercy clean your rooms.

We know a lot more
than you want us to know.

What is your question?

Okay, you're probably
ahead of me on this.

I think Father Mulvehill should
take a break from his exorcisms.

He conducts five or six a month,

and I think he's, um,

spiritually... exhausted.

- You have reason to believe this?
- I do.

He's been texting his next
subject, Leland Townsend.

He's the man that you...

I know who he is. What's he texting?

I'd rather not say.

It's of a personal matter.

Then go to Bishop Marx.

I promised the Father I wouldn't.

Well, that was a dumb promise.

I... could confront him

and tell him

he has to go to Bishop Marx.

No. Mulvehill will never
give up exorcisms willingly.

He loves the drama of them.

He thinks he's in a movie.

You confront him, he'll just lie to Marx

and say you're trying to undercut him.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You see so clearly.

It's just odd, because you're, uh...

Cleaning the kitchen?

Yes.

- When's his next exorcism?
- Tomorrow.

- With Leland.
- And you'll be there?

- I will.
- Good.

Then I'll join you.

- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- BRANDON: Wait-wait, wait, wait.

The question isn't whether we're angry.

Of course we are. of our friends

are out of work and in the hospital.

MAN: CongoRun isn't
giving them severance.

And they can't even sue.
They have to go to arbitration.

- [ALL CLAMORING]
- BRANDON: Wait, wait, wait.

The question is do we have
enough support to unionize?

Our power is in a union.

LILA: Looks like the blue bottle worked.

Think your dad's not a zombie anymore?

Yeah.

If we move now, maybe.
Everybody's angry.

- We know that anger dissipates.
- [DOORBELL BUZZES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Brandon?

How did you know that we were meeting?

I just, uh, wanted to give you an update

about your colleagues.

WOMAN : This isn't for management.

WOMAN : This is for the workers.

MAN: Yeah, get out here, go.

- [OVERLAPPING CHATTER]
- Look, look, look, look,

this is not a time for anger.

This is a time
for prayer and compassion.

The sl*ve driver.

Our CongoRun family is hurting.

BRANDON: You're not hurting.
You're trying to k*ll us.

Brandon, you know that isn't true.

We're putting aside a fund of $ ,

- to take care of...
- [ALL SHOUTING, CLAMORING]

HAMLIN: Hey, the solution, the solution

is never a union.

You trade the face of the boss you know

for the one you don't. Because the union

- becomes your boss.
- Found it.

A boss you'll have to pay.
You'll have to pay dues

and go along with their rules
or they won't

protect you anymore. But the thing is,

- you don't need any protection.
- WOMAN: We want to pay dues.

HAMLIN: CongoRun will
always take care of you.

We're like a family.

[ALL CLAMORING]

Brandon, I would suggest you end this

if you plan on keeping your job.

BRANDON: Mr. Hamlin, you can't fire me

- for unionizing.
- HAMLIN: That's not why

- I'd be f*ring you.
- I need to re-wrap it.

HAMLIN: You failed to come
into work yesterday.

BRANDON: Failed to come
into work and get sick

from your little gas att*ck.

Well, you still failed to show up.

A fireable offense.

I would disband
your little communists here.

No. In fact, you can leave my house

right now, sir.

He's coming, quickly.

Excuse me.

Thanks.

Little girl?

I'd tell your dad it's a bad economy

to be out looking for a job.

[BOTH WHOOSHING]

- Kicking ass.
- Come on, come on.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Or should I undress for this, Father?

No, you can leave that on, Leland.

- [DOORBELL RINGS]
- Ah,

that's probably the
CongoRun delivery men.

I ordered some -pound weights.
I don't need any.

I just like seeing someone
try to deliver 'em.

Oh, it's you.

You got a nun here.

Sister. What are you doing here?

I invited her.

You don't trust me.

It's not about trust. It's about...

- I don't trust you.
- [DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, David, could you get that?

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Well, look.

It's a party.

- [GASPS]
- MULVEHILL: Holy saints of God,

- [WAILING]
- intercede for us.

Be merciful.

- Spare us, Oh Lord...
- Save me, Satan.

- As wax melts before the fire,
- Save me.

- so the wicked perish
- LELAND: Aah! It's burning,

- at the presence of God.
- it's burning.

I'm melting!

MULVEHILL: The lion
of the tribe of Judah...

I'm gonna hang in the hall.

MULVEHILL: The offspring of David

- hath conquered.
- [LELAND GRUNTING]

Is Ben all right?

I think it's from that basement,
being trapped.

MULVEHILL: Graciously hear us, Oh Lord.

From all evil, deliver us.

From all sin.

From all s-s-s...

Father?

Father, are you...

Father. It's-it's okay, it's okay.

- It's okay, it's okay.
- [LELAND CHUCKLES]

Oh, my.

- Don't know my own strength.
- Shut up, hell fiend!

You think you have power
over Jesus Christ,

- demon?
- I think I have power

over a priest who owes
money to his bookie.

You have no power over God.

Try me, bitch.

Show me where God is.

In Bergen-Belsen?

In the Uighur concentration camps?

Just show me.

- Take over, David.
- I'm not an exorcist.

Oh, no, not the holy water again.

Now I'm in real trouble.

ANDREA: Do it.

[SIZZLING]

ANDREA: God drive out
the Devil, drive him

from where he dwells. David.

Ooh. Ow!

[WAILING]

Stop it. Stop it, damn it!

Out, devil, out!

[DOOR CLOSES]

How did that happen, David?

I... don't know.

But it did happen, right?

What?

David threw holy water on Leland

and his skin b*rned.

It was smoking.

- He ran out, terrified.
- What?

What, are you suddenly
holy or something?

It's not me.

It's her.

Sister Andrea.

[DOORBELL BUZZES]

- KENSIA: Hello?
- Oh, hi,

my name is Zach Neville.

I'm the regional director of
operations for distribution.

Sounds like the sl*ve driver.

NEVILLE: I got to say
that, uh, your name

has been coming up quite a bit lately.

BRANDON: I don't
understand, Mr. Neville.

He was threatening to fire me.

He was standing where you are right now

and he said if I continue to organize,

- I would be fired.
- Yeah, and I'm here to say

that Mr. Hamlin overstepped his bounds.

- So you're not f*ring me?
- [CHUCKLES] Of course not.

In fact, we had to
let Mr. Hamlin go today.

He came into work inebriated.

Did we do that?

I think so. From the green bottle.

So Brandon still has his job?

Well, actually, I wanted to
offer him Mr. Hamlin's job.

- Oh, my goodness.
- W... If I stop organizing?

Yeah, well, you wouldn't
be a worker anymore.

You'd be in management, that's true,

but at ten times the salary.

Of course, we want
industrious people like you

- in the corporate ranks.
- Now, wait a minute, now...

Can we think about it, Mr. Neville?

Of course, of course. But, Brandon,

I am sorry we put you through this.

We want to make it right
for you and your family.

Thank you, Mr. Neville. Thank you.

Now, you call me. You have my card.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Father Mulvehill agreed to move
into isolation for six months.

Don't step there... it's wet.

Y-You heard what I said?

I did. Father Mulvehill
is going on retreat.

Yes.

He'll be back, and
just as proud as before.

That's why I need you.

This-this battle is
too important for you

to spend hours a day
cleaning this rectory.

I don't spend hours
a day cleaning this rectory.

I spend hours a day praying.

Then use your prayer
to b*at back this demon.

David, you have all the power you need.

That didn't happen because of me.

That holy water happened because of you.

And for the first time,
Leland was scared.

Not of me, of you.

[SIGHS] Sister, he...
he gets into my mind.

He interrupts my prayers.

Then work on your breathing.

Clear your mind of everything but God.

Focus.

Why won't you join me?

'Cause I'm a woman and this
is the Holy Catholic Church.

Here, dump this outside.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Ah, Lila, come on in.
Alex is almost done.

Thank you, Mrs. Metellus.

I know. I'd rather have,
like, a lot of...

Oh, did Mr. Metellus
not take the new job?

No, he did.

What's great is he can do it
from home if he wants.

You can't believe what
it's like to have him around.

He's a different man.

- ALEX: Hey.
- That's great.

Almost ready. All right, Dad.

Hey, Mr. Metellus.

Hey, Lila. I was gonna
make hamburgers tonight.

- You want to come over?
- I'll ask my mom.

Loading dock three,

we're running behind
the : a.m. orders.

Oh, yeah, take a look, Lila.

I can do it all from here.

Isn't that great?

Yeah.

Great.

Loading dock one,

it is not time for a bathroom break.

Ten minutes, please.

You want to finish that
zombie movie tonight?

No.

[THUD]

Did you hear that?

George, here.

Next time on "Evil"...

There's some serious evil at play.

The question we're trying to answer is,

is if he's possessed, when he k*lled
an African-American driver.

- And cut.
- [BUZZER]

What role could watching
TV possibly play?

Do you think your show has
any influence on the police?

Or how they behave?

What if something evil manage
to sneak into your home?

- [CLINK]
- You can't scare me.

I will sh**t you.

There's an unsettling thought.

- What'd I do?
- And speaking of unsettling...

- [SCREAMING]
- [TAPE TEARING]

- Poor Ben.
- [SCREAMING]

Hey. I'm sure your TV can't hurt you.

Come on, over here.

- But are you?
- [DOORKNOB RATTLING]

[CREAKING]

Until next time.