01x05 - Speaking in Tongues

[bunniefuu]

Are we sure we
should be doing this?

What choice has she given us?

- [door opens]
- [Reverend] Good afternoon.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.
- That's okay.

We have time.

Well... [clears throat]

The first question
I have for you is

how did you learn
of my services?

The Bergrens.

We go to church with
Buddy and Pattie.

- Ah! And how's Miles doing?
- [man] Great.

He finished his freshman year
at State on the Dean's List.

Well, that warms my heart.

What else did the Bergrens say?

That you're...

[sighs]

a miracle worker.

Oh.

Only our Lord and Savior
works miracles, ma'am.

I work people.

[uneasy music playing]

Are either of you familiar
with deprogramming?

[softly] No.

That's okay.

Not many are.

These days, parents
like yourselves

are faced with troubles that no
generation before could imagine.

The youth of today are
brainwashed into believing

that sin is an outdated concept.

My job is to reverse that.

How?

By any means necessary.

This is all...

legal, right?

Ah.

I need you to understand exactly
what you're getting into here.

I'm not a guidance counselor.

I'm not a psychiatrist.

I am a savior of lost souls.

My job sometimes will require me

to step outside man's laws

to do God's work.

Understand?

Um...

Good.

Now, tell me about your child.

[sharp inhale] She's, uh, 17.

Uh, she sees herself as a...

free spirit. [nervous chuckle]

She ran off... two weeks ago.

And we don't know
exactly where to.

That's all right.
I'll handle that.

You'll... handle that?

Are you a deprogrammer...

or a bounty hunter?

I'm whatever the
situation needs.

But you can call
me the Reverend.

What can I call your daughter?

- [dramatic string music swells]
- [clicks tongue]

[whispers] Tracy.

Her name is Tracy.

["Sundown, Sundown" by Nancy
Sinatra and Lee Hazelwood playing]

♪ There's no one in
this world for me ♪

♪ There's never gonna be ♪

♪ There's no one in
this world needs me ♪

♪ There's never gonna be ♪

♪ And yet sometimes
in my dreams I hear ♪

♪ Sundown ♪

♪ I miss you, sundown ♪

♪ I want you, sundown ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on back to me ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Come on back to me ♪

♪ I love you, sundown ♪

[music distorts]

[slowed and distorted]
♪ I love you... ♪

[heavy metal theme
music playing]

[rock music playing
on car stereo]

as*h*le!

Jesus freak!

{\an8}[engine rumbling]

[Tracy sighs]

{\an8}[dial tone hums]

- [door opens]
- [rotary dial whirs]

Oh. Faith.

Honey.

How was the mall?

{\an8}Tiring.

{\an8}Um, I'm gonna go to bed.

{\an8}Well, could you come
here for just a second?

{\an8}- What's happened to your neck?
- It's fine.

I twisted it in gym.

Oh.

{\an8}What's behind your back?

{\an8}Nothing. [nervous chuckle]

{\an8}Just-it's just a piece
of trash. [giggles]

Goodnight, Mom.

Sleep well, sweet girl.

{\an8}[departing footsteps]

{\an8}[sighs]

{\an8}[soft, emotional music playing]

{\an8}- [frustrated sigh]
- [door closes]

{\an8}[sighs]

{\an8}[bag thuds softly]

{\an8}[exhales sharply]

{\an8}d*ck.

{\an8}[music darkens]

{\an8}[sighs]

{\an8}["Tale of My Lost Love"
by Female Species playing]

{\an8}[young woman] Do
you believe in God?

{\an8}Honey, you just made me see him.

{\an8}[both chuckle]

{\an8}I mean it.

{\an8}Do you?

{\an8}Do I believe in a big,
bearded man up in Heaven?

No. But...

do I believe in the concept?

Of course.

[inhales sharply, sighs]

Well, do you believe
in the Devil?

My parents always told me I
got the Devil inside of me.

That's why I left home.

I couldn't stand
feeling like I was

born a sin.

God, the Devil...

They're not up in
Heaven or down in Hell.

They're inside every
one of us. [chuckles]

And it's up to all
of us to choose

which one wins out.

Yeah.

Um, but what if I
can't control it?

Let this show you

who you really are inside.

♪ We were young
when we shared ♪

♪ We were young
when we cared ♪

[heavy metal playing]

[class bell ringing]

Nah, I don't think
y'all heard me right,

because I said, "all-you-can-eat
potato salad for free,"

and y'all sayin' no?

Van Halen never played
neighborhood cookouts.

Jordy, what do you think?

I don't play outside.

You mean, like, festivals?

I don't play outside.

Hey, Hudson!

Yo.

[scoffs] Never a second alone.

Aww. What's the matter,
we take your breath away?

Man, why do you hang
out with this guy, huh?

Because you're always busy.

Oh, it's like that?

- [Ryan] See, that's what it is.
- Yeah, it's like that.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. There you go.
- Cool. Gotcha.

What's up? No, it's cool.

[Cliff and Fred chattering]

[laughs softly]

Oh. [pained groan]

[groans, coughs]

Morning sickness.

Looks like Jesse better
pony up the child support.

[uneasy music playing]

[gasping, groaning]

[breathing rapidly]

What did you tell
them, you jerk?

I'm the jerk?

You're the one who
gave me blue ba*ls.

You shouldn't ask a girl out when
all you wanted to do is screw.

You need to take
it back. Like, now.

Tell everybody you told, and have them
tell everybody they told I didn't...

Yeah, yeah, that's
not how rumors work.

Besides, you should be thankful.

Thankful? Why would
I be thankful?

Because before today,

no one was even thinking
about you at all.

[backpack rustles]

[somber music playing]

[students chattering]

I take it you heard about Jesse
Patton and Sister Christian?

Color me bored.

Another scumbag guy

tricks another
wide-eyed girl into bed,

and the world keeps turning.

This is the most interesting thing
to happen at our school for months.

Doesn't that depress you?

Thank God for scholarships or else
I'd never get out of this place.

[whispers] No, no, no. [panting]

[woman] Those cramps aren't just gonna
magically disappear one day, you know.

You need to see a doctor.

[drawer opens]

[Faith] What's this?

Just something a
young woman your age

should start considering.

[scoffs]

Look, I know what everybody's
saying. It's not even true.

- I'm still a...
- It's for your cramps, dear.

Take this home,
read it carefully,

and discuss it
with your parents.

[scoffs]

Yeah, there's no way
my mom would let me.

Try and give her more credit.

She was your age
once, too, you know.

["Silver Rains"
by Ivory playing]

♪ Silver rains falling free ♪

♪ Jinglin' bells
are calling you ♪

♪ They're calling me ♪

♪ Fluted sounds on
distant shores ♪

♪ Wailin' cries
behind locked doors ♪

Okay.

Let's see who you really are.

["Silver Rains"
continues playing]

[singer vocalizing]

[moans]

[song ends]

[car engine rumbling]

[woman] Tracy!

We're starting a bonfire!

[car drives away]

[ominous music playing]

[inhales]

[sighs]

[deep sigh]

[paper crumpling]

[door closes]

[running footsteps]

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

Clearly, you
haven't missed much.

There's still time for
folks to filter in.

[sighs]

It's only been...

forty-six minutes.

Why do we do this? Hmm?

Hold meetings every
week for an empty room?

Everyone needs a hobby.

I don't want a hobby, Abigail.

I want to feel like I'm
not alone in this town.

For years, I have tried to be a
source of light in dark times,

but how can I when these people
won't even open up their eyes?

I know exactly how you feel.

- [sighs]
- For years,

I've been trying to get my
husband to wash his hands

after he does a number one.

Won't do it.

He keeps saying, "I
know where I've been,"

but he's gonna get
sick one of these days.

Then we'll see who's dramatic!

That's family
for you. [laughs]

[clicks tongue] Well.

Thank you for that reminder.

No matter how alone I
may feel in this world,

I will always have
my sweet Faith.

[Tracy sighs]

Actually, there's something I
wanted to talk to you about.

Oh, yes. Right. I appreciate
you setting me up with Alvin...

- No, it's fine, really.
- But I can't.

- He's a nice guy, but I understand.
- Yeah.

It's about your daughter, Tracy.

[ominous music playing]

What about her?

It feels silly to even say this,

us being two grown women, but...

I heard a rumor
about her yesterday,

and I wanted to make sure
you heard it from a friend

instead of, well...

What kind of rumor?

[students chattering]

Is there something
you want to say to me?

[scoffs]

We both know Fire Engine
Red isn't my shade.

[Ryan] I hate people sometimes.

Oh, no. It-it's
fine. Really, it's...

It's nothing. It's no biggie.

No, it really isn't.

Here, let me help.

No, no, you don't...

Ryan, stop, you're going
to ruin your jersey.

What? No, come on.

The team's got cleaners that'll get
grass, dirt and blood off our jerseys.

A little lipstick
isn't gonna hurt any.

Is it?

No, I guess not.

[chuckles]

Uh, hey, what are
you up to tonight?

We're playing Pioneer. We could use all the
help we can get in the cheering section.

So... you should come.

[chuckles]

Yeah, yeah, that
sounds really fun.

- Yeah? Okay, cool.
- Yeah.

Well, I'll, uh, see you then.

Um, wait, wait,
wait. Sorry, um...

Uh, I actually can't. I...

I have this evening service
I have to go to with my mom.

Oh.

Uh, wait, like... like church?

On a... Friday?

If you can believe it.

But I'm-I'm free after.

If... if you wanted to hang
out still, I don't know...

If you're not too
tired from the game.

Uh, yeah, I don't
know. I mean...

I'm more worried you'll be
too tired from the homily.

[giggles]

[chuckles]

Okay, cool. I'll meet me
at the field around ten?

- Okay. Yeah.
- Yeah? Cool.

Perfect. I'll see you then.

All right, cool.

[Faith gasps softly]

[inhales sharply]

[exclaims]

Eww.

You're really weird,
you know that?

[Faith chuckles] Yeah.

[inhales sharply, sighs]

Where are you off
to in such a hurry?

I'm going to a late show
with friends from school.

Well, do these
friends have names?

Brittany?

Brittany...

I don't know a Brittany.

Oh, well... I'll
bring her by sometime.

Faith? [breathing rapidly]

You wouldn't have any reason
to lie to me, would you?

Lie to you about what?

[uneasy music plays softly]

Okay.

Have fun.

[door opens, closes]

[Faith] It's
beautiful down here.

[insects chirring]

Hmm.

Yeah, it is, isn't it?

Usually, when I'm flat
on my back on the field,

it's because a
linebacker sacked me.

[laughs] I'm sorry, I don't...

I don't really know
what that means.

Oh. That's fine.

It doesn't even really
matter, anyway. [sighs]

Sure it does.

It's what you love.

[chuckles softly] No.

It's what people love about me.

It makes people happy.

Makes my folks proud,

and it'll probably get me
out of this town for good,

which is... awesome.

But it's just...

it's just not who I am.

I actually know
just how you feel.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

I go to church three
times a week, and...

that's how everyone sees me,

but it's only because my
mom wants me to, you know?

[sighs] And ever
since my dad died,

I'm kind of all she has, so...

Yeah, but, I mean...

eventually, you have to
become your own person. Right?

I mean,

what's the point of life
if it's not your own?

Yeah.

Yeah, I-I know
you're right, but...

[chuckles] You know
I'm right, but...?

But... But... [sighs]

I don't know, I want
to do right by her.

Oh.

I mean, in a way,
she's all I have, too.

So, why did you want
to see me today?

I'm sorry, are you...

- Are you having a bad time? We can go...
- No, no, no.

No, that's not
it. It's just...

[sighs]

You're you, and I'm...

You're what?

Just-just tell me why.

And be honest.

[gentle music playing]

Okay.

Being completely honest?

[chuckles]

I've had a crush on
you for a while now.

But until lately, I
just thought you were...

A Jesus freak?

Not interested in romance.

[inhales sharply]

You're a nice guy, right?

Uh...

Yeah, I've been accused.

So, if I...

let you kiss me, you won't try
any funny business, will you?

[chuckles] Well, I mean...

That wouldn't be doing right
by your mom, now, would it?

No.

[soft chuckle]

[frantic grunting]

[sighs deeply]

[breathing rapidly]

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

What are you doing, Tracy?

[sighs]

[ominous music playing]

[gasps]

[breathing rapidly]

[gasps]

[Faith, downstairs]
Mom, I'm home.

[downstairs door shuts]

[gasping]

[drawer shuts]

- [music fades]
- [hinge creaking]

Where were you tonight?

Why did you go through my room?

You weren't at a
movie, were you?

You were with a boy.

Weren't you?

Please answer me, Faith.

For God's sake,
answer me, Faith!

[sobbing] Yes. I was.
But... But, Mom...

Stop it!

I know what people of this
town are saying about you!

They are saying you're a sl*t!

Mom...

What have I always
told you? Hmm?

[crying]

That the Devil is inside of
me and only I can control it.

But, Mom, I have, I swear!

Even when it's been really hard,
I've always done what you said...

Stop lying to me!

I'm not lying to you!
Why won't you believe me?

Because!

I know what girls
your age are like,

and I raised you better than
to be a common town wh*re!

- [yells in pain]
- [gasps]

[Faith crying]

Mom.

I'm done trying to be like you.

[somber music playing]

[shuddering inhale]

You're exactly like me, Faith.

That's the problem.

[Faith sobs]

[door slams shut]

[phone line ringing]

[Reverend on phone] Hello?

Oh, good.

You still have the same number.

It's been a long time.

[Reverend] Firefly?

Is that you?

Yes, Reverend.

It's me.

[Reverend] What can I
do for you at this hour?

It's my daughter.

She needs help.

[eerie music builds]

[PA alert chimes]

[man over PA] All students,

after-school programs will
begin in five minutes.

Ryan.

[chuckles] Hey, there.

I was starting to think
I scared you away.

Actually, my mom's
going out tonight.

To church, and...

I'm not.

No?

- Why not?
- You said it yourself.

I have to become my own
person at some point, right?

So you should come over.

Tonight.

Well, I mean, wouldn't
your mom be pissed

if she came home and,
like, she found me there?

I don't care what
she thinks anymore.

[soft music playing]

I want you to.

Okay.

Okay, cool. Yeah. I'll, uh...

- I'll see you tonight then.
- Okay. Yeah.

[chuckles]

[laughs softly]

[knocking at door]

[door creaks open]

I'm leaving now, Faith.

I want you to know that
every single thing I do,

I do for you.

All I want is to keep you safe.

Shut the door when
you leave, okay?

[music darkens]

[ominous music playing]

[eerie, intense music playing]

[echoing thud]

["Wicked Woman"
by Coven playing]

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

[vehicle engine idling]

- [fire roaring]
- ♪ She cuts a man's heart ♪

- ♪ Making deep gashes ♪
- [hippies cheering]

♪ She blazes like wildfire ♪

♪ Love turns into ashes ♪

♪ Wicked woman,
cha-cha-cha-cha ♪

♪ Who do you think
you're fooling? ♪

♪ Wicked woman,
cha-cha-cha-cha ♪

♪ He knows what you're doing ♪

♪ Wicked woman,
cha-cha-cha-cha ♪

♪ Wicked woman... ♪

Show yourself.

♪ Wicked woman ♪

♪ You're goin' to Hell ♪

[fire roaring]

[low snarling]

- ♪ Get it all over me ♪
- [snarls continue]

The Devil!

[screams]

[low snarling]

The Devil!

["Wicked Woman"
continues playing]

[whimpering]

[grunts, pants]

- [music halts]
- [muffled screaming]

[screaming]

[muffled grunting]

[moaning]

[Tracy thuds]

[ominous music playing]

[Gilbert] What the
hell were you thinking?

[Bob] He saw my face.

If I left him in there, he woulda
called the cops. I had to bring him.

- And do what with him?
- I don't know, man!

I haven't sorted
it out just yet!

f*ck! I wasn't
prepared for this.

She was supposed to be alone.

[Gilbert] How did he
see your face, huh?

[Bob] He jumped me out
of the f*cking closet!

How the f*ck was I
supposed to know...

[Gilbert] He's in
high school, Bob!

- [Bob] Well, what if...
- [Gilbert] Goddammit, man!

What are we gonna tell
the Reverend, huh?

- I will deal with it.
- [Faith whimpering]

- Don't even worry about it.
- [whimpering]

[Bob] He said to bring
one kid! One kid!

- One f*cking kid!
- [Gilbert] I will deal with it!

[Ryan wheezes, coughs]

[Gilbert and Bob
continue arguing]

- [heavy coughing]
- [Faith whimpering]

- [thudding]
- The f*ck is that?

Put your mask on.

- [thudding continues]
- [Ryan coughs]

Pull over. Pull
over! Pull over!

[muffled scream]

[thudding continues]

[rapid thudding]

- [Faith whimpering]
- [thudding continues]

- [muffled panting]
- [Ryan wheezing, coughing]

- [Bob] Get his legs.
- [Faith screaming]

[grunting]

[Bob] The hell is
wrong with him?

- [Gilbert] What's wrong, kid?
- [Faith screaming]

[muffled screams]

- [Gilbert] What's wrong?
- [Bob] Hell's wrong with him?

[Gilbert] I think he's
having an asthma attack.

[gasping, coughing]

[Gilbert] Hey!
Stay with me, kid!

- Hey!
- [yelling]

[gasping for air]

[Gilbert] Hey, hey, hey, hey!

No, no, no, no, no!

Hey, hey, hey!

[Bob] Check his pulse.

[Gilbert] He's dead!

Goddammit, he's dead!

[muffled sobbing]

[Bob] f*ck!

[Gilbert] Hey!
What are you doing?

What are you doing?

[Gilbert] No, no, no. No, no.

He's gonna k*ll us, man.

- [Faith whimpering]
- [Bob] Come here!

Come here! [grunting]

Stay still!

[ominous music playing]

[Bob] All right, let's go.

[van door slams shut]

[ominous music playing]

[sighs]

[breathing rapidly]

- [Reverend] Hey.
- [gasps]

Good morning, sunshine.

- Where am I?
- It's okay. You're safe.

[screaming] Help!
Help! Please!

[muted scream] Help me! Help!

[muted scream]

[gasping breaths]
Help me! Help...

That's not gonna do any good.

This room is soundproof.

No one can hear you.

The only thing screaming
will accomplish

is tearing a perfectly
good set of vocal cords,

and we need those
in tip-top shape.

So please try to relax.

All right?

Here.

- [terrified whimper]
- I thought you'd be parched.

LSD gives you a case
of nasty dry mouth.

So I've heard. [chuckles]

Here. It's okay.

[slurps]

It's good, isn't it?

[Tracy whimpering]

f*ck you!

[screaming]

There he is.

[sobbing]

You know, I was
gonna unlock you.

I think you know better
than to try running off.

You're a very
bright young woman.

So your parents say.

[Reverend sighs]

You... you know my parents?

Professionally, yes.

They're very, very
worried about you, Tracy.

May I?

Mmm?

Who are you?

I am your very own
personal savior.

[lock clicking]

Your parents hired me

to find you

and bring you home,
safe and sound.

- This isn't my home.
- I haven't found you.

Not yet.

The girl I'm looking for

is this girl.

Look at her.

She's beautiful.

She's happy.

She's just what God intended.

Until I find this girl,

you and I are
staying right here.

[ominous music builds]

[grunting, panting]

- [frantic grunting]
- [pounding on door]

Goddammit!

There he is again.

Why do you keep saying that?

"He"?

Who the hell are
you talking about?!

The one who corrupted that sweet
young girl in the photograph.

The Devil.

He is inside you, Tracy.

It's my job to help
you cast him out.

[dark, dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music builds]

[echoing bell toll]

[music fades]

[Bob] I'm sorry, Reverend.

[Reverend] That girl's
mother trusted us.

Now a child is dead,

and she's the last person
to have seen him alive.

- Reverend, it wasn't our fault...
- Gilbert.

What do we do with her?

[sighs]

After what she's been through,

there's no hope of
building trust with her.

Deprogramming will
be impossible.

The sedative should wear off
any minute. When it does...

there will be difficult
decisions to make.

And what do we do with...

him?

Oh, Lord have mercy.

I don't know.

Twenty-six years I've
been in this line of work.

Never once has anything
like this happened.

We did what we could. Nothing
went according to plan.

[softly] According to plan...

[sighs]

[Reverend] According
to whose plan?

"The heart of man
plans his way...

but the Lord
establishes his steps."

[sharp exhale] I see them now.

I see the steps he's
laid ahead of us.

It's been my life's
plan to lead lost souls

back to the Lord, as
I did with you two.

For the body of an innocent
to be laid upon my doorstep,

it cannot be as punishment
for the work we've done,

but nourishment for the plans he
knows us to have in our hearts.

This may have been accidental,
but it wasn't random.

That boy was tempted
by the Devil.

So, we must let his
death be a lesson.

Evil is hiding.

But it is here.

[Faith, muffled] Help!

[muffled] Help!
Somebody, please help me!

Help!

That girl in there
has gone through hell.

To have any chance
of saving her,

the horrors she has witnessed
cannot leave this house with her.

Gilbert, in the cabinet
is a bottle of lorazepam.

Every hour, on the
hour, you give her one.

By the time this is cleaned up,
she'll have no memory it happened.

Sir, that's a lot of benzos.

Yes.

But it's nothing compared to a
life haunted by what she's seen.

This is an act of
mercy, Gilbert.

Let's go upstairs, have a talk.

[Faith, muffled]
Somebody... help.

Please!

Help!

[muffled screaming] Help!

[muffled sobbing] Help!

[ominous music swells]

[grunts]

[sobbing] Somebody, please!

Help, please!

[door opens]

- No... No!
- [Gilbert] Open your mouth.

Where's Ryan?

[Gilbert] You have to
drink. Open your mouth.

Is he okay? Did
you get him help?

I said open your mouth.

No, please. Just
tell me he's okay.

- [Gilbert] Open your mouth!
- No!

No...

- [Gilbert] Open!
- [gagging]

[spits, whimpers]

Goddammit! I'm
trying to help you!

[whimpering] No!
No, no! Please, no!

Please! No! No!

[gasping]

[Gilbert grunts]

[gulping]

- [Gilbert grunting]
- [Faith gasps]

[coughing]

[coughing continues]

- [door shuts]
- [lock clicks]

[intense music playing]

[moans]

[panting]

[music intensifies]

[whirring]

- [bell dings]
- [music halts]

[Reverend] Snack time.

[Tracy scoffs]

I really-I can't stomach
any more of those.

Don't you have any real food?

Or just, like, a
regular glass of water?

This is what I have to
offer. Take it or leave it.

Makes no difference to me.

Oh!

Tell me about that day.

[Tracy] Well, that
was Christmas morning,

when I was, um, six.
Uh, maybe seven.

I thought I was done opening my
presents for that day, but...

my grandparents showed up
with a sweet little dog

in a big red box.

I played with her for like five
minutes, and I was totally in love.

[laughs]

I didn't know she was mine,
so I looked up at my mom,

and I was like, "Momma,
can I keep her?"

[both chuckle]

[uneasy music playing]

Your mom tells that
story the exact same way.

- Did you know that?
- She told you that one, huh?

It's one of her
fondest memories.

[Tracy] Hmm.

How about the one where she
dragged me to the church by my ear

because I put my elbows
up on the dinner table?

She tell you that one, too?

Your mother cares
about you. Deeply.

My mother doesn't even know me.

Is that why you
ran away from home?

I didn't run away.

I escaped.

Did you?

Because I know how people
live on those communes.

I think you fled one oppressor,

and fell right back into
the arms of another.

Well...

They accept me for who I am.

Is that really who
you are, Tracy?

A girl willing to
spread her legs and sin

for anyone?

Ugh.

'Cause when I look at you,

I see so much more than that.

I hope you do, too.

[keys jingling]

[timer whirring]

[bell dings]

[eerie music playing]

Please... no more...

[weeping]

[Gilbert] Take it.

Drink.

[Faith grunts softly]

[Gilbert] Eat it.

[timer whirring]

- [wrapper crinkling]
- [bell dings]

Stop trying to tell me who I am!

I'm not trying to tell you who
you are. Only you know that.

Your mind has just been so cluttered
and corrupted with sinful thought.

[timer whirring]

[bell dings]

[eerie music continues]

- [timer whirring]
- [Gilbert grunting]

- [bell dings]
- [screams]

I'm not eating any
more of this sh*t!

There he is,
Tracy! Let him out!

Let me out, you son of a b*tch!

[bell dings]

[groggily] What day is it?

- [bell dings]
- [Reverend] Yes.

- Begone, Devil!
- [timer whirring]

[bell dings]

[timer whirring]

- [bell dings]
- Let go of her, Lucifer!

- [retching]
- Curse you, Devil!

- [retching]
- [bell dings]

[music intensifies]

- [bell dings]
- Return her to God!

- [bell dings]
- [groaning]

[Reverend] Speak your
evil out of you, Tracy!

- [bell dinging]
- I cast you out, Satan!

[piercing scream]

[soundscape distorts]

[groaning, coughing]

[Tracy breathing rapidly]

You were right. My
parents were right.

The Devil is inside of me.

- Please... Please.
- No, no.

- He was inside of you.
- [panting]

Now you're free.

[panting]

- [Tracy sobbing]
- Oh, oh.

[panting]

[restraints clinking]

[whimpering softly]

[breathing rapidly]

[restraints thudding]

[gasps]

[breathing rapidly]

[thudding]

[foreboding music playing]

[Gilbert] God, no, no, no.

No, no, no! [panting]

No, no...

[breathing rapidly]

No, no...

[departing footsteps]

[eerie music playing]

[breathing rapidly]

[eerie music swells]

[ominous music playing]

[knocking]

- Mommy...
- [Tracy] Faith!

- You're home!
- [Faith whimpers]

[sobbing]

Oh, God.

I got you, baby girl.

Oh God, I got you.

[Reverend] How do
you feel, Tracy?

I'm a little scared.

I'm sure.

I'm... I mean, I'm better now.

But...

What if he comes back
for me, Reverend?

What do I do?

You take that light
that I found inside you,

and you let it burn bright.

What if it isn't enough?

All it takes is the
flicker of a firefly

to lead a lost soul
out of the darkness.

That's who you are.

In all that cold,
and all that dark,

you be a bright little firefly.

[uneasy music playing]

[Reverend on phone]
Are you still there?

[Tracy] Yes.

It's all my fault.

[crying softly]

I'm going to lose her
over this, Reverend.

And I can't.

She's all that I
have in this world.

[Reverend] I won't
let that happen.

But I'm gonna need
you to play your part.

[Tracy] What do I have to do?

What you were
always meant to do.

This town is finally ready
for a leader like you.

Show them the way
out of the darkness.

Show them who you
really are, Firefly.

[eerie music playing]

[Gilbert] Hi, Faith.

[gasps]

[Gilbert] We need to talk.

[ominous music playing]

Y-you took me.

I was only trying
to help, Faith.

Really.

My parents said I had
demons at your age, too.

Mine were in a bottle.

He fixed me right up.

Got me on the right path.

Thought I was doing a good
thing, helping him, you know?

- [bottle thuds]
- Hey!

I'm trying to tell
you something!

You think this is
easy for me? Huh?

Coming back to this house?

You k*lled Ryan, didn't you?

[weeps softly, sniffles]

No.

[sighs]

But I might as well have.

Why did you do this to me?

- [keys jingle]
- [lock clicking]

You should ask your mother.

[Tracy] Faith?

- What are you doing here?
- Mom, how do you know him?

You can keep running from your
demons, Tracy, but I can't.

I wanted to apologize to Faith
for everything we've done

before I turn myself
in to the police.

Faith...

I'm sorry.

[shudders]

I'm sorry.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
No, you're not thinking clearly.

Why don't I make you a pot
of coffee and we can talk?

- [grumbles]
- No, stop it.

Stop it! You're being foolish!

No! No! Let me
call the Reverend.

And anything that you're
feeling, he can help with it.

No, he can't. Get
out of my way.

No, Gilbert! Gilbert, no!

You cannot do this.

I'm not gonna tell
you again. Move!

Please!

I'm begging you...
[gasping, choking]

Stop! Stop! Let her go!

Let her go!

- Let her go!
- This is all her fault!

You're going to k*ll her!

That boy is dead because of you!

[choking, coughing]

Maybe it's about time
that you join him.

[choking]

- [sharp thud]
- [gasping, panting]

[heavy clang]

[Tracy panting]

Oh my God.

Oh my God. [breathing rapidly]

- Mom!
- [laughs]

Mom, is he gonna be okay?
Is he gonna be okay?

- Yes.
- [whimpering]

Yes. Yes.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Mommy's here.

[Tracy panting]

- ♪ Well ♪
- ["Me and Jesus" playing]

♪ Me and Jesus ♪

♪ We got our own thing going ♪

♪ Me and Jesus ♪

♪ We got it all worked out ♪

♪ Me and Jesus ♪

♪ We got our own thing going ♪

♪ We don't need anybody to
tell us what it's all about ♪

♪ Well, I know a man ♪

♪ That once was a sinner ♪

♪ I know a man ♪

♪ Well, that once was a drunk ♪

♪ And I know a man ♪

♪ That once was a loser ♪

♪ But he went out one day ♪

♪ And made an altar
out of a stump ♪

♪ Me and Jesus ♪

♪ We got our own thing going ♪

♪ We don't need anybody to
tell us what it's all about ♪

♪ Me and Jesus ♪