01x04 - Devil in the Details

[bunniefuu]

[Blood dripping]

[Weakly] ...bad...

What do we do?

- I don't know.
- Should we pull the nails out?

It might make it worse.

But they're in his brain, right?

[Weakly] It's bad for me.

Just keeps saying the
same words over and over again.

"It's bad for me."

What else?

Crow, who did this to you?

- [Mutters indistinctly]
- The man is dying.

♪

♪

♪

Sorry.

I can't do this. I'm done.

I don't care how...
how dangerous it is outside.

- It is worse here.
- Yeah, but we at least

have to be able to see
where we're walking, right?

Well, unless you want to
get lost or run into a wolf.

What should we do with him?

Just clear off another shelf
in the walk-in.

- Put him with the other two.
- I'll give you a hand.

Nah, we got it.

Right?

Great. But first...

- [Camera shutter clicks]
- What the hell are you doing?

You're not turning him
into one of your art projects.

It's a crime scene.

Someone should be recording
how everything looks.

Jesus, yeah. We should have
been doing this the whole time.

No. Absolutely not, Adriana.

Not you. Put your phone away.

Wha... Why can he take pictures,
but I can't?

Put the phone away,
you morbid psychopath!

Fine! Okay!

- Happy?!
- Ecstatic.

- [Camera shutter clicking]
- That girl's got issues.

You don't say.

Okay.

♪

- Three... two...
- One.

[Grunts]

Looks like you've done this before.

Looks like you're strong
enough to carry him alone.

Where's the fun in that?

[Knocking]

Paige, it's Andy.

How you holding up?

Better now.

It was too much.

I know.

Hemingway, the chef,
was basically boiled to death.

Portia's heart was ripped out

after being accused of not having one.

These deaths are all so pointed
and... sickly poetic.

Yeah, and then the nails were
because Crow...

was, what, some...
some kind of mentalist

communing with the dead?

That makes this even more terrifying.

I... I mean, Andy,
what is he going to do to us?

♪

There. That's good for now.

♪

You got some blood or something on you?

♪

Can't seem to escape it.

- [Chuckles softly]
- I think as long as

we stick together, we should be fine.

That's a nice idea,
but you don't know me...

...and I certainly don't know you.

Your m*rder art doesn't
inspire confidence.

It's... deranged.

[Scoffs]

That's not the first time
I've heard that.

♪

♪

[Whimpering weakly]

♪

♪

Well, well.

- Look at who's still with us.
- [Mumbling indistinctly]

How's the head?

Working better?

♪

Who did this?

Let me get them for you.

[Breathing weakly]

Was it a man?

A woman?

I was really looking
forward to making you suffer.

But someone else got the pleasure.

♪

I guess I'll have to do this quick.

♪

♪

[Choking]

♪

[Bones crunch]

♪

There.

♪

Now you can reallytalk to the dead.

Phony.

♪

♪

[Thunder booms, rain pouring]

♪

[Exhales sharply]

One day, four bodies.

At this rate, we'll be out
of suspects before tomorrow.

[Zipper unzips]

Honey, I'm cold.

- What? [Sighs]
- Not for long.

[Scoffs] Is that a fact?

- Ahh.
- Are you bleeding again?

Okay, shut up and kiss me.

Mm. What's happened?

It felt so good to finally
shut him up once and for all.

- Kawayan?
- Crow. Yeah.

He was just hanging in there.
Can you believe it?

Just waiting for me
to come along and deliver him.

Praise Baphomet.

Did... Did he say what happened?
Who attacked him?

No. I asked, but he just had
one word on repeat.

Our artist friend
obviously can't take a pulse.

Maybe. Maybe not.

The snake? You think?

Kawayan could have been saving
Crow for something else.

Well, regardless,
they're both out of luck now.

One thing's for sure,

whoever did the job on Crow's head,

holding him down

while they drove a pound
of nails into his skull,

had to be strong.

Or Crow was drugged or incapacitated.

Yeah, I suppose so.

- But where's the fun in that?
- [Exhales sharply]

At one point, Kawayan started going on

about trusting each other and
how he wasn't worried about me.

Which, if he's the k*ller,
he wouldn't be.

And if he thinks he's the only
one capable of taking a life...

Or what if maybe...

Kawayan isour k*ller

and he sniffed us out,

he recognizes that we're the
same kind of people as he is?

He had every chance to open up to me.

I think I pissed him off
talking about his art.

Yeah, we gotta know.

Maybe it just needs...
a more delicate touch.

Oh. That's your cue.

- That's my cue.
- [Sighs]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Chuckles]

[Door closes]

[Thunder continues rumbling]

[Door closes]

These flowers are absolutely horrible.

I found them in the storage closet.

- I'm sure they're original.
- Oh.

Well, if you're looking for jarring...

...please do that.

Hey, shouldn't you be resting up
for your big trek?

Sun's gonna be up before you know it.

I plan to wrap this up before we leave

and this motel becomes
another crime scene again.

Gotcha.

So... the flowers.

I... I...

I'm not sure I'm getting
the theme, if I'm being honest.

They were in every room.

Part of the authentic down-home,
Cold River welcome experience,

which didn't [sighs heavily]

obviously didn't work out so well

for Caitlin and Joey and everyone else.

I should keep working.

You mind?

[Chuckles] Not at all.

[Thunder continues rumbling]

Oh, my God.

That color is... it's electric.

It's... It's practically beating.

Yeah. I mix my blood in with lacquer.

Really?

- Actual... blood?
- Yeah.

I was looking for a way
to represent victims

and not make them feel like ghosts.

[Thunder continues rumbling]

[Blood dripping]

♪

I've developed a process.

To...

find the life that's been buried by...

sensationalism.

To reconnect...

...to a juicy crime...

[Sighs] ...the absence of life.

I'm really impressed.

Very...

veryimpressed.

[Knocking] [Hard metal music blaring]

[Knocking continues]

♪

[Music stops]

- Uh...
- Your address.

- It was on the sleeve.
- And you are?

I've attended church, Catholic...

- I'm not interested.
- ...every Sunday

- for my entire life.
- Sorry to hear that.

And I was taught
that God created everything,

- and all of it is good.
- You're gonna leave now.

- Shh.
- But... [Sighs]

What about evil or...
good disguised as evil?

My father died in a factory fire

owned by someone
who gave so much to our town

that no one would blame him.

How can a just God allow
something like that to happen?

And then you played outside
of my church,

and I listened to your music,
and I read the lyrics,

and now...

[Exhales sharply]

...now I have so many questions.

Like what?

Why would God cast out Satan

if He already knew
he was gonna defy Him?

Well, maybe God didn't know
because He isn't omniscient.

Exactly. I can feel it in my bones.

And look, because I... I can't accept

that some higher power
has already determined

what I can achieve
and... and when I fail.

Yeah.

I need to believe that
who I am hasn't been decided,

because Ihaven't decided.

And I haven't decided because
I haven't done this test.

Does... Does that... make sense?

Sure does.

♪

- It's a summoning seal.
- I know what that is.

Where'd you find out about that?

A book. "The Key of Solomon."

And... why you got that?

I want to make my own decisions

and bend these rules
to follow myinclinations.

Yeah.

I... I bought, um,
chalk, salt for sigils.

I want to do my test.

I want real answers and not some
interpretation of some old book

by a guy who is too afraid of sex

to even live a real human life.

f*ck yeah.

If we summon a demon...

will it come?

♪

Let's find out.

♪

♪

♪

You ready?

Understand who you're calling, right?

- I do.
- 'Cause not all

demons and devils are the same.

Satan is notLucifer.

I know.

I wanna summon Baphomet.

He was in the Garden.

I brought him an offering.

♪

♪

This is Whispers.

- She's very soft.
- This your cat?

No.

She belonged to my neighbor,
who loved her very much.

I knew she would come to me.

I just hope she pleases Baphomet.

♪

O mighty Satan...

one true god
who livest and reignest forever.

We entreat Baphomet to manifest

that we may accomplish our desired end.

♪

O mighty Satan...

one true god
who livest and reignest forever.

♪

I think you've bled yourself enough.

[Thunder rumbling]

You're right. Would you mind?

I've run out of painting supplies.

♪

I know it might be a little
ridiculous to worry about germs

when there's some psycho

driving nails into people's brains,

but still.

♪

I hope I don't regret this.

Would you like to do it yourself?

♪

No.

It's part of your process.

Mm.

♪

[Gasps]

[Blood trickling]

Oh. Oh, sh*t.

Seems you've cut people before.

Look at that,

the way the blood sits
on top of the lacquer.

It's gorgeous.

♪

[Thunder rumbling, rain pouring]

♪

♪

Paige, you should eat.

It's gonna be a long day.
Even longer night.

I know this is gonna sound crazy, but...

in every movie I've been in,
the people who go for help die.

[Thunder rumbles]

This isn't "Doomed Service."

You have to save yourself.

Look, there's no rule that says
that the k*ller always wins.

What happened with my frat?
You know, I survived.

You have to believe
that you will survive, too.

Thank you.

[Thunder continues rumbling]

- Okay.
- [Clears throat]

Listen up. Make sure
you only pack what you need.

The nearest town is 25 miles.

Feel more like 30 when
you factor in stream, windfall,

whatever other detours
you might have to deal with.

Can I say something?

In this weather with trees down

and who knows what else,
that's a 15-hour walk.

Wouldn't it be simpler
just to stay here for rescue?

The storm will pass eventually.

The Wi-Fi should come back, and boom!

We got cops coming out here

probably while we'd be
halfway to who knows where,

hating our lives in the woods.

Not to mention, I get a little
chicken in the wilderness.

You can do what you like,
but I'd rather take my chances

on a mountain lion than tangle
with our resident psychopath.

Agreed.

I think it's time
that we leave the deathtrap.

Okay, but doesn't the deathtrap

follow us wherever we go
if it's one of us?

Sure. Yeah. Okay.

But what is one person
gonna do with all of us

together out in the open?

It's got to be safer, right?

I'm tired of being surprised.

Alright, we'll meet
in the lobby in an hour.

Sun should be fully up by then.
We'll head out from there.

Not that I don't
appreciate all your planning,

but I... I can't help but
feeling like it would be better

if we stayed put.

I can't tell you what to do,
but there is safety in numbers.

♪

[Door opens]

See you out there.

♪

[Door closes]

That artsy-fartsy idiot's
gonna ruin everything.

- I won't let him.
- Wait, wait, wait.

If you k*ll Kawayan here,
the rest are gonna run a mile.

Listen, we need to stop this,

or else we have to leave with them

and figure out things on the fly.

Pick them off one by one
out in the bush?

I think we... we tell Kawayan
we know he's the k*ller

- and try to join forces with him.
- It's too risky.

And even if he is the k*ller, that guy,

everything he does is about himself.

He doesn't want a partner.

We cracked open the gate.
We're bringing Baphomet across.

The sheep are oursacrifices.

♪

This is crazy heavy.

I'm gonna have to dump
half this stuff out.

So, I'm thinking there's
a pretty real possibility

we're gonna get turned around
in the woods.

Which do you think
would be smarter to pack...

food or extra layers?

Adriana?

Adriana.

Hey, Paige. You know what?

We are allthinking about how
shitty this hike is gonna be,

so maybe just make your own decisions

and let the rest of us
focus on what we're doing.

'Cause you're not the center
of the universe, okay?

You should have packed
your fancy f*cking entourage.

Hey, I'm not that person.

I don't have an entourage,

and I don't have
any illusions about who I am.

I don't think I'm special in any way,

but what I doexpect is
that life is gonna get worse.

So when I ask you
if I should pack food or socks,

I'm being real
because whatever comes next

is probably gonna be
a lot more unpleasant

than this entire conversation.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

♪

It was by the flagpole.

I saw something, I swear I did.

♪

- [Soft thudding]
- [Gasps]

♪

[Rain pouring, thunder booming]

♪

- Is that Crow?
- Oh, my God.

♪

- We need to leave. Now.
- Yeah. Come on.

[Gasps] Aah!

[Blade clangs, whooshes]

♪

Aah!

♪

Aah!

[Groans, whimpers]

- Behind you! Look out!
- [Breathing rapidly]

[Grunting]

♪

Aah! [Groans]

- [Blades clatter]
- Come on!

[Both panting]

Come on!

♪

[Grunting]

Aah!

- Come on!
- Get in! Get in!

f*ck off!

♪

[Whimpers] Come on.

We have to warn the others. Come on.

- Do not meet in the lobby!
- [Whimpering]

- Stay inside!
- [Gasps] Oh, my God.

- I can help you.
- Baphomet's outside!

[Gasps]

- Do notmeet in the lobby!
- [Breathing shallowly]

Stay inside! He's outside
in front of the hotel!

Remain in your rooms!

- He's here?
- Outside!

- Floyd, check the outside door.
- Is it locked?

- Are you sure he can't get in?
- Let's make sure.

What should we do?!

Get in your rooms! Both of you!

♪

[Door slams]

- [Breathing heavily, wincing] - Okay.
- Ohh. One sec.

[Groans]

Okay.

- Okay.
- Ohh.

- Uh... careful.
- [Groans]

- Sorry. Sorry.
- Mm.

- [Grunts]
- Okay. Here. Hold it.

Okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.

Hold it here until it stops bleeding.

- [Groans]
- Are you hurt anywhere else?

Sometimes adrenaline makes us ignore

- what's going on with our bodies.
- Hey.

I'm okay.

Okay. Right.

'Cause if anything
were to happen to you,

everything in the world
would not only be wrong,

- but upside down.
- Yeah.

[Both chuckle softly]

Sorry. I promise I'm
gonna pull it together, okay?

[Both chuckle]

Hold on.
I have some pain meds, actually.

One sec.

♪

[Door opens]

♪

- Were you just outside?
- No, I was in here getting...

Show me your shoes.

Show me your g*dd*mn shoes.

- Okay.
- What are you doing?

The k*ller is pretending
to be one of us.

The k*ller was just outside in the rain.

What are you waiting for?
Show me your shoes!

I have them near the heat vent.

Hey, where do you get off
accusing her, huh?

- I mean, her of all people.
- If she has nothing to hide,

she'll show me!

See? They're dry.

Great.

Was that so hard?

- Jesus.
- Hey, you're unhinged!

Hey. I'm okay. I get it, okay?

It was a simple request!

[Door opens]

No. Get out of my way, man.

- What are you doing?
- Listen. Listen!

Baphomet is one of us, right?

This time, I swear to God,
we are getting the right person.

I'm sick and tired of being afraid.

- Move!
- Hey! Come in. Please.

- By all means.
- Boots, shoes.

Anything you put on that you
wear outside, show me now.

You can't seriously believe that I...

- No, enough!
- Stop dicking around, Shirley!

- Show me your shoes!
- Hey!

Who do you think you are,
you miserable prick?!

- Stop! Stop!
- Watch your mouth!

Hey! Hey!

Yeah?

[Sobbing] I just can't
go through this again.

[Exhales shakily]

I can't, I can't.

[Thunder rumbling]

Just... get yourself together.

You still wanna go for that nature walk

with the k*ller waiting outside?

You all think you can handle that?

[Thunder continues rumbling]

Here's our boots, okay?

See?

Tell Blake.

It wasn't a crazy idea.

♪

♪

[Rain pouring, thunder rumbling]

♪

[Door closes]

Nobody's forcing Floyd
to march into the woods.

Look, it sounds
like you're upset the group made

- a choice you don't like.
- You're right. I... I hate it.

As soon as I'm done this, I'm leaving,

and what people do
won't matter to me anymore.

It would be stupid
to go out on your own.

- It's more stupid to stay!
- I could outrun that thing.

And as a group, we're strong.

We could see everything
that's happening.

Make Floyd change his mind.

You're the rational one.

- [Scoffs] Flattery.
- Didn't see that coming.

He listens to you. You focus him.

Someone has to.
He's impulsive and reactive.

We all have impulses.

I'm sure you have some
very interesting ones,

ones you wouldn't dare
talk to anybody about it.

- Of course. Everyone does.
- Right.

I have no problem
admitting I have a dark side.

When you're studying
those... those tortured,

quiet bodies in... in all
of your crime scenes' photos,

I'm sure you must be thinking,
"What's the point of nice?

Why bother holding all those...
those other feelings back?"

Are you trying to get me
to confess something, Shirley?

I see.

Look, I could tell you I was the k*ller,

who I just fought, by the way,

and you'd be okay with it, right?

Turned on by it, the ultimate bad boy?

Jesus.

You're as bad as all the other
m*rder freaks in this motel.

You had me going for a while.

And for future references,

I think darkness is lame,

violence is ugly...

and Satan lovers are a joke.

I was just responding to your work.

You can leave now.

[Sighs]

Satan's forced
to do all the bad stuff for God,

and then he gets saddled
with all the blame.

[Hard metal music playing]

When did Lucifer figure out
he was a prisoner?

Uhh.

Baphomet saw God hide understanding,

so he went to the Garden
to offer knowledge.

That's when he saw the gate
and realized Lucifer had only

been given the appearance
of freedom to rebel against God.

[Guitar strums]

And someday... I'm gonna set him free.

I think I know how to do it.

- Mm?
- Free Satan.

But, uh, question.

Saturn... why is it so important?

Well... it's a big, bad planet.

It stands for darkness,
cold, fear, scarcity.

Rules Capricorn, the, uh, horned one.

It's a sixth planet.
Sixth day of the week.

[Guitar strums]

- Why?
- Did you know that

Saturn takes 30 years
to travel around the sun?

- Mnh-mnh.
- And that it's reaching the end

of its journey in a few weeks
and will start another trip?

- Okay.
- 'Kay.

If Saturn is so powerful,

we can use it to summon Baphomet
and show him the gate

- and then Satan can follow.
- Mnh-mnh.

We've tried to summon demons
before, and it's never worked.

Yeah, because we didn't
have power to conjure

and we don't have any power.

I've been looking for something
to amplify our ceremonies,

and, Floyd... [Guitar strums]

...I found a cluster of ley lines.

- Ley lines?
- Places of concentrated energy.

No, ancientenergy.

It's just a three day's drive away,

and Saturn will be
where we need it to be,

and the planets will be aligned.

There'll be a blood moon.

All we have to do
is show up at the right place

at the right time with fire...

...and blood.

♪

How much blood?

A lot.

More than a cat.
Enough to satisfy a demon.

Six bodies' worth?

Six seems fortuitous.

♪

The lines converge over one spot.

Where is this place, exactly?

It's where Baphomet is leading us.

♪

Pretty much stopped bleeding.

- Good.
- Thanks.

It's gonna keep leaking
for a while, though,

because it was deep.

But honestly, you're so lucky
the blade didn't go deeper.

And I say this
with the confidence of someone

who once played a nurse
who ate someone's arm.

- [Sighs]
- [Chuckles softly]

No, I'm pretty sure
it's gonna scar, though.

It's okay. It's gonna make
you look like a total badass.

- Which you are.
- Uh, thanks, Paige.

Might add a touch more tape, though.

Your bandage looks
like it wants to fall off.

Can we do that in a bit?

Uh, I just need to change
into something less bloody,

and... I just need to find out
what's going on.

Sure.

♪

[Knocking]

Yeah.

[Thunder rumbles]

Hey.

Yeah, just FYI, not really in
the mood for any weird sex sh*t.

Oh, you're always ready
to punch me down.

- I have feelings, you know.
- Right.

You know, I haven't seen those
feelings about stabbing Ruby,

now that you know
that she wasn'tthe k*ller.

I'm sick of just waiting
around, doing nothing.

This motel is starting to creep me out.

[Scoffs] Yeah.

The lady that has sex with murderers

that keep grown men up at night,
she's... she's scared.

- That's good.
- Yes, for Christ's sake, Blake.

Death was literally at our door.

I... I heard Kawayan and Andy come out,

and then I heard fighting,

and I knew it had to be Baphomet.

I just... I just stood there
beside the window.

I couldn't make myself look.

I just... imagined what was going on.

It's okay.

I couldn't yell "stop."

I couldn't grab my knife.

Just...

I couldn't unstick myself.

I've never been so useless.

[Thunder continues rumbling]

It's because you were scared as hell.

Okay? Believe me, I... I get it.

That was through a wall.

When the time really comes, am I...

am I gonna freeze up?

Am I gonna survive?

None of us know
until we're actually tested.

But, hey.

Congrats.

On what?

Actually reacting to a situation

like a normal human being.

- Oh. Yeah.
- [Chuckles softly]

[Inhales sharply] Yeah.

No, actually,
it's... it's... it's a step.

Can I hang out here for a while?

I mean, now... now that I'm...

now that I'm acting
like a normal human being?

[Exhales sharply]

Yeah. Sure.

I just want to stop
thinking about my own death.

Hey, why don't I, um...

go find, like,
a deck of cards or something?

Not for strip poker.

I wasn't gonna do... Okay.

- Yeah.
- What? That was you.

- [Blade clangs]
- Maybe some snacks,

- crackers.
- Yeah. Great.

Be careful, yeah?

♪

♪

[Door opens]

[Sighs]

[Rain pouring, thunder rumbles]

All our sheep are back in their pens.

I don't know for how long.

We need to start culling the herd.

♪

Agreed.

Did you talk to the artiste?

All sound and fury,

signifying nothing.

A sheep, like all the rest.

Disappointing, really.

Does that mean what I think it means?

♪

You've made me a very... very happy man.

♪

♪

I can already tell. I'm in trouble.

First there was
my encouraging a death march.

Lose your paper-thin masculinity?

You've been found lacking.

Oh.

I find that hard to believe.

I'm not a pathetic old man
past his prime

and looking for my value
in other people's eyes.

You have no idea who I am.

I think I have a pretty good idea.

Ohh!

You've been spoiling
for a fight since day one.

I guess today's your lucky day.

♪

- [Lock clicks]
- Aah!

Stay down, old man.

♪

Aah!

[Both grunting]

- Hyah!
- [Flesh rends]

[Blood trickling]

♪

♪

[Groans, sputtering]

[Coughing]

♪

- [Muffled screaming]
- Shh.

♪

[Muffled screaming continues]

♪

[Bones snap]

[Muffled screaming continues]

♪

[Sputtering]

[Coughing, choking]

[Whimpering]

♪

[Muffled screaming]

[Bones cracking]

[Flesh rending]

[Speaking in foreign language]

♪

[Grunting]

♪

[Grunting continues]

♪

Ah! [Blood splatters]

[Sputtering weakly]

[Choking, gasping]

I like this part.

♪

[Coughs, gasps]

I told him I had a bad side.

[Gasps]

[Breathing stops]

♪

[Door opens]

[Hard metal music playing over radio]

♪

♪

[Music stops, keys jangle]

Isn't this amazing?

This is it,

where all the ley lines converge.

We're here.

♪

Hey.

♪

Let's bring forth Baphomet
in a sea of blood.

Come on.

Come on.

♪

♪

♪

[Rain pattering on window]

[Gurgling]

[Door creaks opens]

♪

[Door slams]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Gurgling continues]

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

[Blade clangs, plunges]

[Flesh rending]

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Sorry, I didn't think
that going for a deck of cards

would take so long, but...

it is really quiet out there, and...

I kept imagining that something
was gonna jump out and get me.

This is so messed up.

Yeah. There's nothing
worse than being alone.

It's like nobody cares.

I mean, honestly,
I didn't become a blogger

because I wanted a ton of one-on-one.

If only words could keep
psycho K*llers away.

Okay. Crazy Eights or Gin?
I don't know any other games.

Mm, gimme.

Crazy Eights. Obviously.

[Chuckles]

When I was little, my mom worked late.

She sent me to my gran's
and we'd play cards.

This is the only kids game that
didn't drive her up the wall.

Yeah. I can't really imagine
you as little.

I was always
the smallest kid in my grade.

What?

I don't know,
I guess I just pictured a girl

who was maybe always growing up
a little bit too fast.

Her mom that works nights

and a dad that doesn't
necessarily find himself

- in that picture all that often?
- Oh, no, he was there,

but he was absolutely clueless
when it came to kids.

Like, okay, I must have been four

when he asked me
to make a bag of popcorn.

Yeah. Like, what was he thinking, right?

The bag caught fire, as it would.

And even at that age,
I knew that wasn't good,

so I just took the burning bag
out into the back

and turfed it into the yard.

- Jesus, you were a kid.
- Didn't that hurt?

I mean, I got a few burns,
but I was fine.

I survived.

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What? This isn't a sad story.

I mean, I... I learned
how to rely on myself.

I can get myself out
of trouble just as fast

as I can get myself into it.

Like when Ruby...

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I was scared, so I just...

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God, imagine how Ruby must have felt

when she saw us all coming for her.

That's so messed up.

[Thunder rumbles]

Yeah.

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