01x04 - Cracks

[bunniefuu]

When I look at you, I see your mother.

Hopefully his hardship

at a moment's notice.

I wanted him to kiss me.

Now whenever I try to

touch him, he goes cold.

You're my sync bait.

Okay.

You sure she's not in your house?

Your friend shows his

face on our block again,

I'll rip his g*y little earring off.

- Told you what I'd do

- Stop!

There is something out in those woods

hunting for livestock.

I'll be the lure. Let's k*ll this thing.

This is not gold. It's

the only way to k*ll them.

Remember how I said

that the wrong person

could open up a new door,

let all the nightmares out.

Well, I think it might

have done just that.

This is nuts.

Take his mask off.

You take his mask off, bro.

I'm your superior.

[EXHALES]

Whoa-h*-h*! [LAUGHING]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

That's crazy!

Sick.

You think he's from the Colony?

[HUFFS] I don't know.

Damn.

[DARK CHORDS]

♪

Yo, yo!

Check this out.

That's gold, dude.

[SOFT CLICKING]

- [CLICK, CLUNK]

- No, what

Hey, let's move this body

before the cops get here.

All right? If we can keep

this thing a secret

we might have just found

our retirement savings.

Grab his legs.

Yeah. Let's move him so

nobody finds the gold.

Yeah. Yeah, bud.

[CLICKING CONTINUES]

[SPLASH]

[UNEASY MUSIC]

[DARK ROCK MUSIC]

♪

[BIRDS TWITTERING]

[SOFT MUSIC]

♪

She was a boss, right?

She's beautiful.

Miss her every day.

[WHISPERS] Me too.

Mine left when I was five, so

she's sort of faceless in my memories.

You know where she went?

I know she stopped in Salem.

Oh. Puzzle comes together.

So you think you're pretty smart, huh?

Yeah. I do. I am.

Hey, kids,

it's chaos at the mine. Chaos.

You should see these

photos my people sent.

Airdrop them to me.

Oh, rhetorical, baby.

I'm not trying to give

you more PTSD. Carrie

I'd like to stay a few more days anyway.

For the pancakes.

Ten points. New favorite daughter.

He can close access to

that tear in the mine.

If he finds out that we were

down there, he'll m*rder us.

Straight up. Like, worse than the

The Bloodherd of Gehenna.

We need to close it.

If that crack grows big enough

for the Herd to slip through,

that would be the end

of at least West Pine.

Well, there are worse

fates. [SMALL LAUGH]

Kidding. All right. Sorry.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hi. Hello, how's your family?

Nana's always cleaning up

in her new white people Mahjong league.

Oh, sorry. You meant the

kidnapped, tortured ones?

You don't have to always deflect.

They're delusional.

Feverish. Shaking.

They don't remember their names, they

keep waking up screaming.

- It'll get better.

- I worship your optimism.

- Hey.

- Just

Sorry. I just

You're in your no touch zone.

I don't have a "no touch zone."

Y-you just don't need to

pet me like a sad cat, I

Grr. Right? Big dog alpha dog.

Strong for Tasha.

Why do you think I need that?

I don't know. You're

your dad's daughter.

Dude, I only have care for

you, but this hot-cold thing

is making me feel like my

head is cafeteria clam chowder.

Just tell me your boundaries,

and I'll act the part.

- I don't have boundaries.

- Okay. Sure.

I'm gonna go see what I can

find on my dad's computer.

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING]

So, any thoughts on closing the Door?

So, Armageddon. Glad to see it.

At the Colony, we were

made to repress our nature.

Our worth was defined

by how much we aligned

with their teachings.

Bleak, Carrie. That's terrible.

Tasha's not like that.

You can tell her whatever

it is you're hiding.

Are you like, the Terminator,

sent here to like, blow up my spot?

You like each other.

[WHISPERS] She's perfect. I just

I feel like sometimes

she wants me to like

play this role of like

a made-for-TV boyfriend or something.

Sorry, this isn't Colony-ripe material.

I'm listening.

There are good guys in the world.

But when I think of

manhood when it comes to me

God, I just see this big agro

muscly troll that's like

like wrastling with the other boys or

and I visibly don't relate to that.

I like I don't know.

I like laying in the rain,

listening to a sad song

like some small-town cliché.

W-we do that stuff together,

and it's the most at

home that I could feel.

So, when she treats me like

like boyfriend material,

it just it makes me

wanna sprint for the hills.

[LAUGHS] I have to cross

my eyes to see you as a boy.

Hey, no offense.

At the Colony, we judge

on spirit, not on sex.

No, the thank you.

I can't imagine telling

a West Piner that

I'm non-binary.

They

they hate me and my family anyway.

So, Tasha deserves

better than my problems.

Sometimes I feel like I exist too much.

It makes me bitter.

Me too.

So let's not be bitter.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Guys, you should see this.

Good job. Keep it up.

I don't think Carrie

k*lled the disciples.

One of the Bloodherd escaped with her.

She must have stayed behind

in West Pine to stop it.

And even if she never comes back,

it won't stop our

numbers from dwindling.

It's an o*gy of vanity out there.

There's no discipline.

And without discipline,

we fall prey to the Herd.

They need us to be what they can't.

That's why we remain vigilant.

The disciples alone

must carry the light.

Let the council worry about the Herd.

You bring me my daughter.

I'm losing patience.

I just ask you to spare her the worst.

She's a traitor like her mom.

She deserves no mercy.

Look at these photos

that were sent to my dad.

This isn't a monster.

So who did we k*ll?

You both saw it. It was a beast.

I personally was tripping face. So

I've seen them dead before. In Gehenna.

It was a beast. This makes no sense.

And listen to this.

"DNA of kidnapper linked to a cold

case suspect from 60 years ago."

I don't I don't understand.

Sounds like no one does.

But we're with you either way, Carrie.

More importantly, on to the tear.

This guy's been trying to

get into my pants forever.

- We love that for you.

- And oh, boy, lucky for me,

he's our key to closing this crack

before anything else gets out.

Ha ha. I didn't wear my helmet.

Yo!

Yo, check it out. Gallery eight.

I know it's a no-drill

site, but this vein, buddy.

Geologist verify this?

That's gold, Khal.

Yo, if we keep this hush,

Jeff's mortgage, your debt

Right?

Come on, the boys need this, bro.

Keep access tight. Don't tell anybody.

We gotta play this smart. Understand?

Mm-hmm.

All right.

Ha ha ha. I didn't wear my helmet.

- [PHONE BUZZING]

- [LAUGHS]

[AHEM] Yo, yo. [AHEM] What up? What up?

[AHEM] Like an angel dropped in.

Yo, my dad says you were the one

who found the dr*fter in the mines.

I mean, hey, they don't call me

Big d*ck Boy for nothing, right?

Well, I definitely need the scoop.

[CLICKING]

Hey, you there?

[HORN BLOWING]

- Spoons, hello?

- Uh

Yo, I'm at work, mama.

Dance with me at

O'Malley's bonfire tonight

and I'll give you the juice, okay?

Whatever. Just be there.

[CLICKING, CLUCKING]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[CLICKING]

No.

[ENGINE TURNS]

[CLICKING CONTINUES]

[DANCE MUSIC, LAUGHTER]

♪

All right, folks. We earned this.

I don't know if I should be here.

Yeah, I don't think that I should

Don't wanna hear it.

Nolan, the reason they're so hard on you

is because they think

you're way better than them.

Carrie, suck it up and

pour it down. To us.

- Mm

- Mm

- Ugh!

- Oh!

BOTH: Burns so good.

[COUGHS]

- Oh my God, oh my God.

- No.

- Show me your moves!

- No, no, no, no.

Show me a little bit of your moves.

But I don't know if West

Piner's ready for the

the fire hydrant freak.

Oh, West Pine. pump it up!

I think we should go

talk to your friend.

He's not here yet. Join us.

I don't know how.

- One of us!

- Neither do we.

- One of us!

- Carrie, you can do it.

- Like a

- Like a like a like a

Oh! Okay.

- Oh! [LAUGHING]

- Oh!

Whoa oh my God.

- Yeah, okay.

- Keep going, keep going.

Tasha.

The Colony doesn't use phones.

♪

[LAUGHTER]

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

[PHONE DINGS, CHIMES]

- Do it

- Like a

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]

Tasha. Baby, you home?

Babe?

Like, actually

actually move your hips.

Here. Like, like Yeah, like that.

- Oh.

- Mm-hmm.

You gotta get into it.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Spoons.

Damn. Hey, if I told you

you had a beautiful body,

would you hold it against me?

Your boss, my dad, might.

He would hold your

beautiful body against me?

Ew. Why haven't they shut down

Gallery eight at the mine?

It was flagged for closure.

- Why don't you ask your pops?

- I'm asking you.

[SCOFFS] I think you

might owe me a dance

for that kind of information.

She was asking about the gallery.

[HICCUPS]

And who are you?

She's my cousin. Step-cousin.

Right. Well, look.

Normally, we do control blasts

to cave in a stripped tunnel.

We can't do that with Gallery eight

'cause we'd risk caving

in the creek bed above.

I thought you wanted

juice on the dead body

So, how do we close it then?

We don't.

If we collapse it, we

flood the whole mine.

So it's just sitting there.

Why? What, are you doing,

re-con for the Frisks?

There's dark stuff going on down there,

and you have to close it or

more people are going to be hurt.

Didn't you feel it when

you were down there?

There's something's off.

Nah. [LAUGHS]

Look, I don't know what kind

of fufi sh*t you're on about,

but between us, that tunnel

has a vein worth some money.

No one's shutting that puppy, all right?

Lawsuit or otherwise.

Now, I am gonna get cleaned

up, and I'd love that dance.

Hmm?

[MUSIC CONTINUES, MUFFLED]

[CLICKING, CLUCKING]

Aah!

[GROANS]

[THUD]

[DARK MUSIC]

♪

[CLICKING]

[CLICKING]

[PANTING]

- [SCREECH]

- Aah!

Easy, girl. You'll regret it tomorrow.

I have to go back.

I have to get the Ledger.

Where? What's the Ledger?

It's this book of terrible

secrets kept behind the Door.

Since we can't close down

the mine, I've gotta get it.

It'll tell us how to close the tear.

Will you dance with me?

I might die tomorrow. I probably will.

Keep drinking like this, you will.

Come on. Dance with me.

- You ever slow-danced before?

- Mm-mm.

- I'm gone.

- Stay. Please.

I wanted to tell you I'm

sorry about your family, man.

Really. I don't like 'em,

but the news is rough.

Thanks, I guess.

You paint your nails yourself?

Is that [LAUGHS] what

shade do you call that?

- Mint sorbet.

- Pretty.

You know what that

is? I got that helping

Gavin Keen sand the

molding in his new garage.

You see that?

[SCOFFS]

That's West Piners look

out for each other for life.

I'm still here being

like my dad and his dad

and his dad's dad's

dad's, all the way back

while you can do whatever you want.

You're free.

We all help our friends out.

And I promise you, I'm not

living some liberated life.

I admire it, honestly.

My parents would trade me

in for a model like you.

Model like me?

Like a guy. They don't get me.

No, I hear that.

Can I read you a poem I wrote?

These guys don't understand,

but maybe you might.

"Sometimes my parents make

me sad" by Rhys Whelan.

"Sometimes my parents make me sad.

And when I'm sad, I feel bad.

I poop my pants and do a

dance and then I get real glad."

Buddy. Sit the f*ck down.

You know what my dad

would do if I came home

with mint sorbet nails?

Know what he'd do?

He would make me feel bad about it.

- [WHACK]

- [GROANS]

You wanna act pretty like your mom?

f*gg*t.

Don't scream for your

friends or I'll f*ck you up.

You're not supposed to look

this sad while slow-dancing.

You look so serious.

You did say you might die tomorrow.

It's just another day in my life.

Mm! Typical morning.

Squat Challenge. Yogurt parfait. Shower.

- Die.

- [LAUGHS]

- It's dark.

- So dark.

♪

There you go. So, you

have done this before.

You just make it easy.

Well, I feel safe with you.

You are safe with me.

♪

One day, you're gonna tell

all the people you meet

about your sh*t little town

and how your mom did a good thing once.

[GROANS]

Go home.

Uhh

[LAUGHTER, CHATTER]

Nolan, I'm sorry. I've got no excuse.

Nolan, please come back. I

[TWIG SNAPS]

Nolan?

Nolan?

Nolan? Guys?

- [SIGHS]

- [PHONE CHIMES]

Spoons, what? Did the toilet eat you up?

Hello?

[CLICKING]

Oh, God, are you getting off right now?

[CLICKING, PURRING]

Hello?

- [CLICKING]

- [BEEP]

I'm sorry.

Nolan.

Nolan, I'm sorry

It's over, Carrie. You lost.

- [TASER CLICKING]

- [GRUNTING]

Spoons, you in here?

Spoons?

Aah!

[CLICKING, CLUCKING]

[WHIMPERING]

Help me!