01x08 - Chapter Eight: Bad Blood

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01x08 - Chapter Eight: Bad Blood

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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Got a secret, can you keep it ♪

♪ Swear this one you'll save ♪

♪ Better lock it in your pocket ♪

♪ Taking this one to the grave ♪

♪ If I show you then I know you ♪

♪ Won't tell what I said ♪

♪ Cause two can keep a secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

♪ 'Cause two can keep a secret ♪

♪ 'Cause two can keep a secret ♪

♪ 'Cause two can keep a secret ♪
♪ If one of them is dead ♪

TABBY: I knew it. I f*cking knew it.

FARAN: Check the stalls.

It's just us.

A k*lled Tyler. A k*lled Tyler.

Okay, now can we
please go to the police?

- BOTH: No!
- A warned us not to say anything. Fine.

But can't we just send
that pic of dead Tyler

- to the Sheriff anonymously?
- A texted it to us.

You don't think he'll
know how the cops got it?

- What the f*ck can we do?
- We take deep breaths...

- and don't freak out.
- A's k*lled two people, probably more.

Horrible people.

- Just sayin'.
- To paraphrase "Heathers,"

"Our teen angst now has a body count."

A is tied to Angela Waters.

We figure out what happened to her,

we figure out who A
is and how to stop him.

Back to the basics.

The sixth signature from the Radley,

who does that belong to?

- You think it might be A?
- It's a definite possibility.

And then there's Angela's mother, Rose.

She's out there somewhere.

And then there was the as*ault
that happened to Angela.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS] You guys...

Imogen and I need to tell
you about something else

that happened to us

that may or may not be related to A.

But can we maybe take this outside?

Imogen, Tabby,

I am so, so sorry that happened to you.

We all are, and... we got you.

Whatever you need.

It happened to both of us after parties.

Jock-centric parties.

You think it was one
of the football players?

- Maybe.
- Is that how you got pregnant?

IMOGEN: We don't know
if this is something

that connects us to Angela.

But Tabby has a plan.

To catch whoever did this to us,

to stop him from doing it again.

Nurse Simmons is having a blood drive

next Wednesday.

If we can collect blood
samples from the boys in school,

we can compare it to
DNA from Imogen's baby.

IMOGEN: Noa, your mom's a nurse, right?

We're hoping she can help
us figure out the DNA part.

I can talk to her for sure.

And if we can get proof, real proof,

then we can go to the authorities

and they wouldn't be able
to ignore or dismiss us.

- I'll also talk to Shawn.
- Great.

And Kelly volunteers
in the nurse's office.

She's gotta be working the blood drive.

Maybe she can help us all get involved.

- What about A?
- And those... signatures?

Tabby and I are gonna
go back to see Crazy Joe.

The train car guy?

He's the one who sent us to
the Radley in the first place.

He's the clearest line
to the sixth signature.

♪ ♪

_

_

[ANGELA CRYING]

Angela? What's wrong?

Something...

happened to me.

SIDNEY: Guys, we have a
big problem. It's about Angela.

Ugh... what did that
dumb pudding do now?

It's not what she did.
It's what was done to her.

♪ ♪

IMOGEN: Thank you...

for seeing us again, Joseph.

Not sure I can help, but fire away.

We went to the Radley,
like you suggested,

and... we found a sign-in book.

It lists everyone who
visited Rose Waters,

Angela's mom.

We were able to match and identify five

of the visitor's signatures...

all signed "A. Waters."

But there's a sixth one.

Look.

Any idea who it could be?

- No clue.
- Like, it couldn't be you...

could it?

I think you two should leave. Now.

Totally.

- Nice chatting with you.
- IMOGEN: Wait.

Joseph, did you know Angela was r*ped?

Someone told you that?

Wait, you didn't think we would
find out anything, did you?

- Imogen.
- Did you send us to Rosewood

because you thought
it would be a dead end?

You don't know what you're
getting yourselves into.

I, I brought you more money.
Is, is that what you want?

I don't want your money!

I want you to drop this! Now!

Or it's gonna be very bad for you.

- [SHOUTS] Go!
- Imogen, let's go.

♪ ♪

Mom, I need your help with something.

Sure, baby, what can I do?

Mom, something bad happened
to Tabby and Imogen.

They were...

r*ped.

They don't know who the guy was.

Oh my god.

We have this idea.

[SIGHS] There's a blood drive at school.

We wanna see if we can find a DNA
sample that matches Imogen's baby.

DNA samples that are obtained illegally

- wouldn't hold up in court.
- We know that,

but it would be enough to
open up an investigation.

You would need to get the boys'
DNA samples to me directly.

I... have a friend at the lab,

someone I can trust.

And Imogen would need
to get a paternity test.

Okay.

So, you'll do it, Mom? You'll help?

Let me talk to my friend.

If we can figure it out, minimal risk...

- then yes.
- Amazing.

Thank you, Mom.

- Mom?
- [DOOR CLOSES]

Is everything okay?

Yeah. How are you girls doing?

- Good.
- Mm.

But feels like every teacher's
drowning us in homework

before Thanksgiving next week.

Oh, that reminds me.
Imogen, is there anything

in particular you want
for Thanksgiving dinner?

That's really sweet, Miss Haworthe,

but to be honest, my mom
and I weren't super big

on Thanksgiving.

We volunteered at the
soup kitchen instead.

Well, can you do that
earlier in the week?

And then we'll have
Thanksgiving, the three of us?

Absolutely, yes.

♪ ♪

TABBY: Oh my god.

We are dealing with a serial k*ller

and possibly a serial r*pist,

and my mom's asking you what you want

for Thanksgiving dinner.

Yeah, but I have another
idea about the signatures.

- Please no more train cars.
- My mom's yearbooks.

My mom was Spirit Queen.

Everyone signed them.

Maybe I'll find a match there.

Seems kind of like looking
for a needle in a haystack, no?

It's not just about A
and Angela Waters for me.

It's also about my mom.

Who was she in high school?

How is she connected
to all these pieces?

- _
- ["THE LIGHTHOUSE" BY HALSEY PLAYING]

♪ From a tender age I
was cursed with rage ♪

♪ Came swinging like a
fist inside a batting cage ♪

♪ I went swimming with the devil ♪

♪ At the bottom of a lake ♪

♪ And he left me
there by my lonesome ♪

Hey, Faran.

What are you up to tonight?

You wanna see a movie at the Orpheum?

I wish I could, but I have PT.

Again?

Okay, well, maybe we could do
it sometime over Thanksgiving?

That I would love to do,

but... aren't you busy with your family?

Nah, everyone's gonna
be watching football.

And nothing against the Steelers,

but, I'd much rather hang with you.

That can be arranged.

Miss Haworthe, I wanted us to...

talk about your final project.

When you told me you wanted
to tell a r*pe revenge story,

you assured me that the story
would be restrained... and metaphoric.

- It will be the way I sh**t it.
- Ah.

In which case, I will discuss
it with Principal Clanton,

but you need to get written
permission from your mother

that she's all right with you
exploring such dark material.

That's...

fair.

Thank you, Mr. Smithee.

SHAWN: Holy sh*t, that's horrible.

NOA: I know.

And, Shawn,

both of these att*cks
happened after parties

where there were a bunch
of football players.

I hate to even ask, but could
any of them have done it?

- What? No. No way.
- Oh my...

I'm telling you, Noa. These
guys, yeah, they're crass.

Yeah, they're a lot, but...

none of them would do that.

You never needed my permission
for your other film projects.

Mr. Smithee wants to make sure
you're okay with the subject matter.

Which is?

A woman who was assaulted
gets revenge on her attacker by

carving an A on his chest.

[SCOFFS] Where is this
coming from, Tabitha?

[SIGHS] Uh, it's actually...

inspired by something Imogen
found out about that girl...

Angela Waters.

That she was r*ped
before she k*lled herself.

Uh, where did Imogen hear that?

She's been obsessed with Angela Waters,

asking around about her, and...

when Imogen told me what
happened, it stuck with me.

♪ ♪

KELLY: And this
happened after our party?

Yeah.

Imogen...

- I was awful to you that night.
- Kelly, don't.

The reason I'm here...

the reason I'm choosing to trust you

is because I need your help.

You volunteer in the nurse's office

so I'm guessing you'll be
working the blood drive?

Yeah, where's this going?

We need to work it, too.

Me, Tabby, Faran, Noa, Mouse.

Why?

Kelly, I'm carrying
the DNA of my attacker.

We're going to do paternity tests...

but we need blood

from all the boys in school.

Wait.

You're asking me to steal
my classmates' blood?

We wouldn't need a lot. A few drops.

Like... what you get off a cotton ball.

- This is insane.
- It is.

But, Kelly...

we were friends.

And that's why, I hope,

you'll do the right thing now.

♪ ♪

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hey.

- How was PT today?
- Easy-peasy.

Watch. I'm gonna be
dancing again in no time.

Mm, should you still
be wearing that brace?

I thought you were only supposed
to wear it six hours a day, max.

Or for however long it's comfortable.

You're not sleeping in it, are you?

Of course not, Daddy.

I was just about to take it off.

Don't stay up too late.

I won't. Night, Dad.

♪ ♪

God, Mom, I really wish you two
would just talk to each other.

Why is that so hard?

I don't know what your
mother's been saying to you,

but she is not the victim here.

- Believe me.
- Mom, please.

What happened to us?

Why are we...

broken?

Is it because of Angela Waters?

I am not talking about
this with you, Mouse.

Will you talk about my dad then?

What was his name, even?

- He is not your father, Mouse.
- Fine.

Forget it.

- [MISCHIEVOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
- _

Okay. If I were a birth certificate.

♪ ♪

Gotcha.

Aaron Stevens.

Wow.

So that's your name... Dad.

- [DOOR CLOSES]
- TABBY: Anything yet?

I found my mom's freshman,
sophomore, and junior yearbooks,

- but not her senior one.
- And no match

to the sixth signature, I'm assuming?

I am not a handwriting expert... but no.

[SIGHS] If I could just talk to her...

- she'd tell me the truth.
- Imogen...

maybe you need to chill on this.

It's Thanksgiving.

We've got the blood drive.

I'm missing her, Tabby.

Like, more and more.

It's almost easier
when I'm... doing stuff.

Well, what about your tradition

going to the soup kitchen?

Maybe that'll help.

Maybe.

_

Kelly, what's all this about?

You're looking at volunteers
for the blood drive.

Great, you can start by making
sure people show up to donate.

Oh, we will. [CHUCKLES]

We want blood from everyone.

["POOR BOY" BY THE REGRETTES PLAYING]

Mrs. Gibbons? Before we get started,

can I make an announcement?

Tomorrow is Millwood High's

annual Thanksgiving blood drive,

and we desperately need your help.

America, including
Millwood, is in crisis...

experiencing its biggest blood
shortage in over a decade.

That's why the
administration has agreed:

if you donate blood tomorrow,

you'll be excused from classes
for the rest of the day.

And for even more incentive,

we'll be giving away
free passes to the Orpheum

if you sign up today.

[STUDENTS CLAPPING]

I don't understand. My mom
signed my permission slip.

Well, be that as it may,
we can't have our students

exposed to such...

inappropriate content.

The content in my story,

sexual as*ault and the
trauma that comes with it,

is something young women deal with /.

It's the reality we're living in,

and you can't ignore it.

I understand.

And believe me, I sympathize.

And I wish the world were a
better, safer place for young women.

But I cannot approve this
film for a class assignment.

Okay, so I'm gonna go out on a limb here

and invite you over

for Thanksgiving with my family.

As tempting as that sounds...

I'm having Thanksgiving
with Tabby and her mom,

but I have a counter-proposal.

It's not very glamorous,

but every Thanksgiving week,

my mom and I used to
volunteer at the soup kitchen.

- I was wondering...
- Yes.

Let's do it. I love that idea.

- I'm in. I am so in.
- Really?

Okay, um, do you wanna
go after school today?

Totally.

I wasn't expecting to see
you back in my class so soon.

You did say I could audit.

It's not the same as being on my feet,

but I'll notate all of "Giselle,"

so I'm ready to step in.

Faran, I'm pushing
"Giselle" to next year.

Hopefully, your back will
be fully healed by then.

Next year? But... I'm getting better.

I'm wearing my brace religiously

and when I'm not in PT,

I'm doing recovery exercises at home.

Even if you wear that brace double time,

it won't speed up your recovery.

You need to face this, Faran.

There are no shortcuts here.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SNIFFS]

_

[SIGHS]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[SHAWN SIGHS]

Guessin' you're not
here to watch me play.

We have a plan to catch the guy.
We just need DNA proof.

- Okay, what's the plan?
- The blood drive.

I'm volunteering with the girls,

and I need you to convince
the team to donate.

They're not gonna sign up for it, Noa.

- I mean, maybe a couple will.
- Why not?

Ugh, Jesus, uh.

Some of the guys on the team...

take stuff... to help them play.

Steroids?

- Do you take them?
- f*ck, no! I told you.

Okay, well, we're not
testing for drug use,

- so they don't have to worry.
- Doesn't matter.

They're not gonna risk
getting thrown off the team

if there's even a .% chance

that someone might find
something in their blood.

Hey, but I'll donate.

I'll be first in line.

But the football players
are our prime suspects.

- If they don't give blood...
- I-I know, but I have a plan B.

While the team's practicing,
we sneak into the locker room

and swipe DNA off their
mouth guards and sh*t.

- Ew, gross.
- IMOGEN: Actually,

this could be a blessing in disguise.

If a test comes back positive
from the locker room DNA...

Then we'll know it
was a football player.

And if we find a match
out of the blood drive...

Then we'll know it's
another boy at Millwood High.

This is good. It'll
shrink the pool.

And then we'll
eliminate suspects...

one by motherfuckin' one.

[LAUGHS]

["WHO d*ed AND MADE YOU
KING?" BY JAGUAR JONZE PLAYING]

♪ You're bleeding Now
you've lost your name ♪

♪ It's in the basement
just like your first day ♪

♪ We're screaming that
it's time for change ♪

♪ You tried to cover it
up, why didn't anybody say ♪

♪ Who d*ed and made you king ♪

♪ Who d*ed and made you king ♪

♪ Who d*ed and made you king ♪

♪ Who d*ed and made you king ♪

SIDNEY: We have an issue.

Imogen and Tabby are still
investigating Angela Waters.

Mouse, too. She's asked me about her.

[SIGHS] And Noa for that matter.

Somehow, they found out
that Angela... was r*ped.

Well, Tabby and Imogen are
clearly the ringleaders.

Sid, you need to find out
exactly how much they know.

How would I do that?

Snoop.

It's what I'd do.

MOUSE: My moms still aren't speaking.

Mouse, that sucks, big time.

Yeah.

If you need a break from family sh*t,

you could swing by my
place for Friendsgiving.

Not sure I can...

but feel free to lie
and tell me your parents

- are more messed up than mine.
- [ASH CHUCKLES]

Honestly, everyone has their own drama,

but my parents, they've
always been cool.

They adopted me when I was a baby and...

Sorry. I didn't know.

It's okay. I'm lucky.

They've always been
supportive and loving,

- including when I came out as trans.
- Mm.

Ash, if you...

somehow knew the identity
of your birth parents,

- would you wanna meet them?
- I think so.

Even though it's risky, I'd at
least wanna see who they are.

♪ ♪

[EXHALES] Here I come, Dad.

What are you workin' on?

I have to come up with a new concept

for my final film project
'cause my original idea

was too controversial

for Mr. Smithee and Principal Clanton.

What was it about?

I wanted to re-frame
the r*pe revenge genre

through a feminist lens.

Jesus. [SCOFFS] Okay.

Is this 'cause of our conversation
about "Last House on the Left"?

Partly.

In that case, I think you should
tell Mr. Smithee to f*ck off

- and make your movie.
- I have to fulfill my assignment.

Okay, then make two movies, then.

One for them and one for you,
like Chris Nolan does.

'Cause the movie you wanna make...

that's what's gonna get you into NYU.

Not some bullshit
puff piece for Smithee.

You know what?

You're right... Wes.

Thank you. This is exactly
what I needed to hear.

No problem.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

Extra mash comin' right up. There we go.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Enjoy. Have a nice day,

and come back for seconds.

VETERAN: Did you touch my plate?!

- VOLUNTEER: Hey, hey.
- He touched my plate!

- VOLUNTEER: It-It's okay.
- Wow. Who knew volunteering

could be so... intense?

Yeah.

Mom, what's going on?

Nothing. Wait right here.

Excuse me.

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hey, can I get some
of those string beans?

Oh, um.

Of course. Yes.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

- We have to go.
- [GASPS] What?

Right now. We have to go.

Okay, okay.

Imogen? Hey, you okay?

Yeah. [CHUCKLES] Just having a moment.

Okay.

IMOGEN: I completely
forgot it ever happened,

but my mom had an intense

energy exchange with this woman.

- What if it was...
- Angela's mom.

"Crazy" Rose Waters.

Maybe she came back to Millwood after

the Radley Sanitarium shut down.

Where would you go,
if not your hometown?

That means she could
still be alive today,

living in Millwood.

Forget the sixth signature.

We gotta find the Waters house.

If Rose Waters is there,

she'll have all the
answers we're looking for.

_

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

♪ I ran away with only
bucks in my pocket ♪

♪ And a , ransom for my head ♪

BOTH: Thank you.

- Ooh, hi. [CHUCKLES]
- Thanks for donating, Henry.

Course.

Though, I do tend to get lightheaded

- when I give blood.
- [CHUCKLES]

♪ And if I'm honest, k*lled
a man to keep him modest ♪

♪ Yeah, he broke me, so
I had to get revenge ♪

♪ When they come for me ♪

♪ Oh, I'll be gone for miles, baby ♪

♪ And I'll think of you ♪

♪ And sway to your favorite song ♪

♪ When they find
me, I'll be riding ♪

- MOUSE: How do you feel?
- Okay. Little dizzy.

Well, you look very cute
with your t-shirt rolled up,

like a greaser.

[CHUCKLES] You're so weird. I love it.

Kelly, why don't I
replace your trash bag,

- get you a fresh one?
- That would be terrific, Noa.

♪ Oh, he had a face so pretty ♪

♪ Type of smile that
makes you dizzy ♪

♪ Uh, it almost took me down ♪

Nurse Simmons? I'm all out of cookies.

Oh, there's more in my
office. I'll go get them.

Oh, no. That's okay. I'll go.

Wanna get my steps in, hm.

♪ Bet you didn't see
this coming, did you now ♪

♪ And I'd be lying if
I said I wasn't crying ♪

♪ But he broke me, so
I had to take him out ♪

♪ Catch me if you can ♪

♪ Ooh, ah, mmm ♪

♪ Catch me if you can ♪

- MARJORIE: Is this everything?
- NOA: Yeah, from today

and the locker room.

And we have the names

of every boy who donated blood.

What happens now?

I drop this off with
my friend at the lab,

and... then we wait. A week or two.

♪ ♪

TABBY: Two weeks.

We can make it two weeks.

- Yeah.
- In the meantime,

this is feeling kind of anticlimactic.

Mm, it's the classic post "Ocean's
Eleven" crash after a caper.

[LAUGHS]

Yeah, and a shitty
Thanksgiving tomorrow.

So, let's have fun tonight.

- Let's go out.
- To a bar?

To a club that doesn't ID
that Henry told me about.

Are you seriously suggesting
that we go clubbing?

Guys, Madame Giry told me she's

pushing "Giselle" for a year.

I need to dance,

even if it's in some shitty,
hole-in-the-wall club.

[ALL LAUGHING]

I mean, can't we take one night off

from the horror show of our lives?

Okay, but...

can it just be us girls?

- ["EDAMAME" BY BBNO$ PLAYING]
- [CHEERING]

♪ Cling clang and it cost a lot ♪

♪ I'm always after guala,
yeah, and you are not ♪

♪ Bad B, keep on goin' 'til
you hit the spot, woah ♪

♪ I'm a big bag
hunter with the bow ♪

♪ She got a big bad, drop it low ♪

♪ Mama called me and she
happy with the growth ♪

♪ Never ever fold for
a... That's an oath ♪

♪ Just popped a kidney, I bought
a million options of the stock ♪

♪ And I stopped doin' the green ♪

♪ Man, I rock arenas,
bringin' the peace ♪

♪ And bumpin' that Pac, in the car ♪

♪ Pretendin' I got
all the eyes on me ♪

♪ When they warned
me 'bout the goofies ♪

♪ Man I shoulda listened ♪

♪ And the smell of the money ♪

♪ My strangest addiction, uh ♪

Finally. Where have you
been? I've been texting.

I... was at a party in the woods.

A party? With who?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Some friends from the movie theater.

Are you all right?
Have you been drinking?

I'm gonna go shower and-and go to bed.

- I'm exhausted.
- Tabitha...

Please just leave it alone.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

- Okay, okay, okay.
- [LAUGHTER]

- Favorite clubbing movie of all time.
- Oh.

For me, there is but one answer:

"The Last Days of Disco."

Chloë Sevigny and Kate Beckinsale

- at their most glam.
- [LAUGHTER]

"Saturday Night Fever."

- Oh, my mom had such a crush...
- TABBY: Such a crush...

BOTH: On John Travolta!

- Well, she did!
- An oldie but a goodie.

"A Night at the Roxbury."

Shawn and I have seen that
one, like... times. [LAUGHS]

Mine's "Climax."

The choreography in it is mind-blowing.

- Plus, it's French.
- TABBY: Ooh-la-la.

Madame Honrada?

- Uhh, "Paris Is Burning."
- [ALL GASP]

And that just leaves.

"Party Girl"?

Ooh! Giving me indie,
Parker Posey realness!

- IMOGEN: Yep.
- Love it!

[LAUGHTER]

Welcome to The Losers'
Club, Kelly Beasley.

- Tabby [SHOUTS]: Kelly!
- [ALL CHEERING]

It is o'clock in the morning, Kelly.

Where the hell have you been?

Dancing.

With the girls. I texted Mama.

She was asleep when I got home.

From where?

Where have you been, Dad?

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Working.

Where else would I have been?

KELLY: I don't know.

You're just not wearing
your uniform, is all.

♪ ♪

[LAUGHING, CHATTING]

- IMOGEN: Oh.
- TABBY: Mom?

Imogen, I need to speak
to my daughter alone.

Okay.

Goodnight, then. [CHUCKLES]

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

What are you doing with my laptop?

SIDNEY: Did you take these
videos in the boys' locker room?

Did you secretly record these boys?

It's not what it seems like.

Do you have any idea,
even the slightest notion,

how wrong this is?

How much trouble you would be in

if someone else found out about this?

Ever since Imogen's moved in,

you've been acting like a different
person. She's got you churned up,

- on these wild goose chases...
- Imogen's not the problem, Mom.

You are your secrets are.

As if I'm the only one
with secrets in this house.

Then let's get it all out.

- What?
- Let's... talk.

I mean, really talk.

Because that's something we
don't do, Mom, like, ever.

Beyond, "What do you want for dinner?"

Like you're afraid to go there with me

'cause I might go there with you.

So, if you have something
you wanna ask me, Mom...

go ahead and do it.

Whatever is going through your mind,

just stop living in denial

and just say the words and ask me.

♪ ♪

Yeah, didn't think so.

- [FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]
- [DOOR CLOSES]

_

[BIRDS TWEETING]

Okay.

Hi.

♪ ♪

Yes. Can I help you?

[STAMMERS] Um...

Yes, is-is this Aaron Stevens' house?

I, um, have some cookies he ordered.

Oh... okay.

Let me get my pocketbook.

AARON STEVENS: What's this about?

I didn't order any Girl Scout Cookies.

Do... Do you know who I am...

Dad?

Uh, go on inside, honey.

Look...

I don't know what you
want... but you need to leave.

I, um...

I just wanna know you.

MOTHER: How much
do I owe you, sweetheart?

[CHUCKLES] Nothing.

This was all just a misunderstanding.

She'll be going now.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]

I was maybe gonna head to the shelter,

help out a bit before dinner.

Oh, with one of the girls?

No.

Everyone's kinda doin'
their own thing...

with their families.

Well, we're eating at six.

Okay.

- [WHISTLE BLOWS]
- Ah!

- Come on!
- He was wide open!

Why does he overthrow him every time...

MR. NOBLE: He sails it every time.

How's your mother, Noa?

She's good. She's working today,

so thanks for having me, Mrs. Noble.

Of course. And how's track coming?

Be more like Shawny.
Put your training first.

Always. That's what's most important.

- Dad, chill.
- What?

SHAWN: It's friggin'
Thanksgiving, so can you relax?

MR. NOBLE: What? We're just talkin'.

- Do you take them?
- f*ck, no! I told you.

Shawn, can I use your restroom?

SHAWN: Yeah, of course.

[TV PLAYING]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[TRASH SOUND]

[PHONE BUZZES]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

_

MR. MARCHAND: I wanna talk to
your daughter. [SHOUTS] Now!

SIDNEY: Excuse me, Mr. Marchand,

but you're gonna have to calm down

and tell me what this is about.

My son is still missing,

and your daughter, she knows something.

- Why are you saying that?
- What's going on?

You att*cked my son
at a Halloween party.

- Why? What else did you do to him?
- Nothing.

I-I'm sorry, Mr. Marchand.

Things got out of hand, but I...

I don't know what happened
to Tyler. I-I-I swear.

Liar!

SIDNEY: Don't you dare
talk to my daughter that way!

I cannot imagine what you and
your family are going through,

but you need to leave, now.

Or I'm callin' the police.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[TV PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SINGING]

♪ It's Christmas time in New York ♪

♪ Ring-a-ling-a-ling,
let the music swing ♪

♪ It's Christmas time again ♪

♪ ♪

[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]

_

[TYPING]

_

♪ ♪

[BIRDS TWEETING]

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

Chez Waters.

♪ ♪

Hello?

Anyone home?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Jesus.

♪ ♪

[GASPS]

♪ ♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

sh*t.

[GASPS]

Joseph? I... I'm so sorry.

I told you to let it go.

Why couldn't you?

[SCREAMS]

♪ ♪

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

♪ ♪

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTS]

f*ck!

♪ ♪

[COUGHING, BREATHING HEAVILY]

T-Tabby...

did Tyler...

hurt you?

Is that why you punched him?

Is that... why you're
making your short film?

Tyler didn't hurt me.

[EXHALES]

But...

a few months ago...

over the summer...

uh, coming home from
a party in the woods...

- I was att*cked.
- [GASPS]

I don't know who it was...

but I was...

r*ped... Mom.

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

[CRIES] Oh my god.

Oh my god, Tabby.

Baby. [SNIFFS]

I'm so, so sorry.

["TROUBLE IS" BY STACEY PLAYING]

♪ I like what I cannot have ♪

[ON RADIO] ♪ I like what I cannot ♪

Are you sure this is okay, Kelly?

'Cause last time you didn't want me to.

Greg, I just had the shittiest

Thanksgiving dinner of my entire life

with my miserable parents.

Please don't make this
harder than it needs to be.

Also, one more thing.

Call me Karen.

♪ Sure know how to lose ♪

[TEXTING]

- [BREATHING HEAVILY]
- _

FARAN: Holy f*cking sh*t. Are you okay?

As okay as I can be...

considering I saw a corpse,

probably Angela's...

and was almost k*lled by Crazy Joe.

He has to be A, right?

The mask was there.

So, what do we do?

I say we go.

We confront this bastard.

We find out why he's
been doing this to us

and...

our moms.

And we end it.

Tonight.

Did you miss the part about
Imogen getting chased around

by a crazy man with a Kn*fe?

We're five against one.

My mom's delivering pizzas tonight...

and we have a set of
butcher knives at home.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

All clear.

- Nada.
- No sign of Joe or anyone anywhere.

And the body upstairs is gone.

But gone where? It's
Thanksgiving night in Millwood.

BOTH: Train car.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

♪ ♪

He left a note.

"Angela Waters did not die in vain."

[THUNDER]

Hang on. Imogen.

♪ ♪

[THUNDER]

[IMOGEN GASPS]

It's my mom's.

Her senior yearbook.

f*cking Joe had it.

Now can we call the police?

[IMOGEN SNIFFS]

Yes... but as an anonymous tip.

And we shouldn't be anywhere
near here when we do.

♪ ♪

This is so f*cked up.

Check this out.

IMOGEN: It's a match.

To the sixth signature.

Joe, who was in love with
Angela, visited Rose Waters

and didn't want us to know.

And, Tabby, look at this.

He did this to every
single picture of our moms.

He hated them for what
they did to Angela.

He wanted to punish them.

Crazy Joe... was A.

♪ ♪

Could it really be that simple?

Based on every horror
movie I've ever seen...

it never is.

♪ ♪
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