Lee: Previously on
Crystal Lake...
Claudette: I told you, I'm not
going all the way anymore.
Pastor Ryan said
bad things happen
when we indulge
in sins of the flesh.
I mean, we can still
do hand stuff, right?
I wanted, um, to say that
I was very sorry
to hear about your mom.
[oil sizzling]
[Grace sobs]
You're Grace, right?
I'm Harmony.
Everybody!
This is Grace. [laughs]
Willow: Trying to catch up
with some friends.
Anybody seen 'em?
Who's out there?
[chain rattling]
[groaning, panting]
[low, ragged breathing]
You think the dead guys
your brother found
could've been working
for Bellflower?
That skull we found in the cave?
Someone cut it
damn near in half.
- Lee: You okay?
- Yeah, I just--
I think I'm--
I'm gonna call it a night.
Lee: All right.
Dorf: Chief, we got Ralph
dead to rights on this thing.
We don't have any evidence.
You want evidence, Chief?
Let's go.
[Dorf shouts]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbling]
[dramatic music]
[Dorf breathing heavily]
[retching]
[coughs, spits]
[groans]
[shotgun clicking]
[thunder rumbles]
Officer.
Put your g*n down, Ralph.
Got that warrant?
Come back here...
without a warrant...
trespassing...
failing to identify yourself.
I'd be well within my rights
to sh**t you in self-defense.
- Dorf: Who's the girl?
- What girl?
What, she wander into one
of your traps? You got confused?
I get it, man.
It's an honest mistake. Just--
just put the g*n down, and, uh--
and we'll talk about it.
What the hell
are you talking about?
You're trying to make me crazy
is what you're trying to--
[♪]
Put the g*n down now!
Get on your knees!
Now!
Ralph Neely,
you are under arrest
for the m*rder of the kid
hanging from your ceiling,
some half-eaten
body parts in a cave,
and whatever other
demented sh*t you did.
You're gonna burn for this,
you sick f*ck.
I told you,
I got nothing to hide.
I didn't hurt that poor girl
any more than you did.
- Yeah? Then how the hell
did she end up strung up
in your shed, huh?
All skinned and sh*t, like
one of those animals of yours.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Rita told me he was practically
drooling over this hippie chick
in Trudy's yesterday,
like a pervert.
Probably followed her,
did her just like those folks
we found in the cave.
Remember, we found his
boot prints all near the bones?
- Yeah, I remember.
- Dorf: Yeah, it's obvious.
We got a serial k*ller on
our hands,
like that maniac
in 'Frisco, the Kodiak.
- Zodiac.
- Kodiak's a bear, numbnuts--
[shouting] Shut the f*ck up!
[panting] You think you're
slick, but I caught you,
you sick son of a b*tch.
Nearly pissed yourself
is what you did.
- r*fle on you, babbling--
- I will take you out back
and I will put you down
like a dog!
Hey!
Go down to the morgue.
See if anybody
ID'd the body yet.
- Chief...
- Lee: Go.
f*cking bullshit.
[Ralph chuckles quietly]
You think this is funny?
Having a dead kid
on your property?
I ain't taken a life
since Cung Son.
Oh, you got to do
better than that, Ralph.
There is something
in those woods.
That's what did this.
Enos saw it too, sounds like.
Come on,
you talking about the demon?
Hmm?
I get confused sometimes.
But I ain't so far gone
I don't know how that sounds.
g*dd*mn it, how long
have we known each other?
You've got to believe me.
Even if I did, Ralph...
there's what I believe,
and what it looks like.
And at the end of the day, only
one of those is gon' matter.
[ominous music]
[theme music]
[♪]
Claudette:
I mean, he can't help it, right?
Wanting to do it all day,
every day?
They're all just
walking hard-ons.
But Jesus is watching, and
he's got a hard-on for my soul.
That's what Pastor Ryan says, anyways.
I've been going to
church again lately,
and Pastor Ryan's been so great.
Just, you know, helping me
work through some stuff.
I know the sins of the past
can't be undone.
I know technically
the hymen can't be restored,
but it can be
spiritually replaced.
That's what Pastor Ryan says, anyways.
So I've got that going for me.
Which is nice.
Last summer,
all the counselors...
[Claudette continues chattering]
Charlene Stein. 20 years old,
born in Yakima, Washington.
We got a positive ID
on the body this morning.
Did you at least catch the guy?
Like the pigs give a sh*t
about a dead hippie.
Easy with that pig stuff,
young lady.
She didn't mean it.
Look...
I really am sorry for your loss.
But I'ma need to know
exactly where all y'all were
these last couple of days.
Barry: They were here.
Helping get the camp ready.
They never left,
not since they got here.
John: Chief?
What's going on?
Just give me a second, John.
I don't know if y'all
are planning on leaving
anytime soon,
but I'm gonna need you
to stay put,
in case
I have any more questions.
Sure, man. Whatever it takes.
We all love Willow.
Loved.
What's this all about?
God, this can't be happening.
Our sweet little
Will-o'-the-wisp.
Thanks for sticking up for us.
Gabe: Seriously, man. Thanks.
Maybe we should keep him.
Lee?
What are you doing here?
Had to have a little talk
with those hippie kids.
Good. It's about time.
I don't trust them.
Wandering in here,
smoking their drugs
and having their free love
party in the woods.
I hope you told 'em to move on.
Dorf found a dead girl
in Ralph's shed.
- Friend of theirs.
- What?
Yeah. And it's bad.
I don't even know
what the hell's going on
around here lately.
Wait, Ralph k*lled her?
That's what I'm trying
to figure out.
Meanwhile,
John won't even postpone
the camp's opening even a week.
Says he got too much
riding on it.
And I can't make him,
'cause the body wasn't found
on camp property.
Well, do you think
if Ralph k*lled her,
that he might be responsible
for the other ones?
- The ones in the cave?
- [sighs] I don't know.
We still sorting
through the evidence.
I'm sorry, I gotta go.
Pam: Hey, wait.
This all must be so hard on you.
Maybe we just meet up later
tonight, and we can have pie.
Pie?
Pam: Yeah, you shouldn't
have to carry this all alone.
- What's going on with you?
- What do you mean?
I mean,
first you come over my house
in the middle of the night
and you just practically
throw yourself at me.
I don't mean to be fresh,
but that's how it felt.
Not that I minded.
But then, we finally go on
a proper date in public,
and you just run off.
Like you couldn't
get away fast enough.
It's like you just--
you just went cold on me.
And I don't know if I--
if I'd done something, or...
No. No, you didn't.
And now you wanna get some pie?
I'm just trying to help.
Lee: I don't know
what's going on with you.
I know that
you've been through it.
But this push and pull
and not knowing where I stand...
I know it's the '70s
and attitudes can be
a little looser,
but I'm old-fashioned, you know.
And I thought
we were the same that way.
We are.
[Lee sighs]
Maybe it's all these
g*dd*mn bodies piling up...
but I can't.
- I can't do this right now.
- Lee.
I'm sorry.
I'll give you a call
when things settle.
- [car engine starting]
- Pam: Come on.
[gentle guitar music playing]
You really think that
that pig's just gonna
ask us a couple questions
and let us go?
Shutterbug: No way, man.
You know he's just gonna
try to nail us on something.
The straight world's
no place for our kind.
Willow learned that
the hard way.
f*ck it.
Pack your sh*t.
First, we celebrate
Willow's life our way.
Hell yeah, man.
With some orange sunshine.
Then, as soon as
Old Man Christy pays us,
we pull up stakes
and head north.
To the commune.
Where it's safe.
[van engine spluttering]
sh*t.
- Hold it, man.
- [coughs]
What'd you do, man?
I don't know.
It's doing that thing again.
Plato: Right,
but the belt's tight.
- We got to check the tension...
- Hi, Grace.
[laid-back music
playing on radio]
Hey.
Hay is for horses, man.
Oh. Okay.
Um, I heard about your friend.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
I know what it's like
to lose someone.
You do, don't you?
[sighs]
I feel so connected to you.
From the moment I saw you,
I felt our souls vibrating
at the same frequency.
I love you, Grace.
What?
I love you. [laughs]
I love you too.
Harm, want me to put
your sh*t in the van?
Wha--
Wait, are you-- are you leaving?
Not today, but...
soon.
Everyone's waiting for us.
We're building a new society.
Well...
what-- what if--
I mean, I could come with you?
I-- I feel connected to you too,
to all of you, and--
and with my mom gone,
I'm all alone.
Not anymore.
You better pack.
[both laughing]
Welcome to the family, kiddo!
[knocking at door]
Pam: Grace, honey?
Are you in there?
Hi. Yeah. What's going on?
We're still friends, right?
Friends?
Well, I know this may
sound silly, but...
I just felt you sort of
pull away after that, uh,
cruel trick that
those hippies played on you.
And I have seen on Donahue,
there are these fake psychics
that do that.
They pick up these clues
from somebody's life,
and they con them.
I just wanted you to know that
that's what that was, honey.
You know that, right?
Okay.
But those people are trouble.
And they'll take
advantage of you.
You're young, and you've been
through so much already.
[sighs]
Harmony says I'm protected.
By a guardian angel.
Yeah, well,
that girl is dangerous.
She's the coolest person
I've ever met.
Pam: [sighs] Yeah, I'm sure you
think that's true, honey,
but I am trying to protect you.
I don't need you to do that.
You're not my mom.
And I can take care of myself.
Well...
[tender music]
Here.
[Grace sighs]
I would do anything for you.
You know that, right?
This is too heavy, man.
I'm sorry. I gotta go.
[campers chattering, shouting]
Cabin Two! Go central!
Peter Middlecoop! Joseph Marz...
Joseph: It's Marzulli!
Marzulli!
That's a spicy meat-a-ball!
- Okay! All right. Uh...
- Cabin Four! Line up here!
All right,
where's my friend Mikey Collins?
Do we have a Mikey?
John: Look at all
these exciting new faces!
This is great.
Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake.
[campers cheering]
It's gonna be an amazing summer.
We'll make new friends,
new memories.
Kay: The rules.
But first, a few rules.
- The woods are off-limits.
- Boy: Oh!
The archery range is off-limits.
- The boathouse, off-limits.
- [campers groaning, booing]
The lake is off-limits, unless
there's a counselor present.
In fact, you should just assume
that everything is off-limits
without the express
permission of myself
- or one of the counselors.
- Boy: You suck!
John: There's bug spray
and extra toilet paper
outside the camp office.
Try to limit yourself
to one roll every two days.
And no TP-ing other cabins!
- Boy: Boo!
- John: Last thing.
You might hear some rumors
about a body being found
in the woods nearby.
- Campers: What?
- It's not true.
It wasn't found
anywhere near here,
and they caught
the guy who did it.
Boy: Did what?
Okay! Let's find our cabins
and have a great
and safe summer!
[campers cheering]
["Hey, Little Man" by
Happy Feeling playing]
♪ Hey, little man ♪
♪ You've got holes
In your shoes ♪
♪ And patches on
The britches that you wear ♪
♪ No, you're not too much
On personal affection ♪
♪ But it's plain to see
That you know your direction ♪
All right, guys.
♪ John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt ♪
♪ His name is my name too ♪
♪ La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la ♪
♪ La-la-la-la-la-la ♪
[song ends]
[insects chirping]
Hi.
What are you doing
out here all alone?
I had a nightmare.
I was looking for my counselor.
Who-- who's your counselor?
Barry. He put us to bed.
When I woke up, he was gone.
The other kids are asleep.
Well...
would you like me to sit
with you till he comes back?
Do you wanna tell me
about your nightmare?
I just got scared.
Some of the kids were talking
about the monster in the woods.
Well, I know these woods
like the back of my hand, and...
no monsters.
They said he drowned
and now he haunts the forest.
They said his name was Jason.
[chuckles]
Yeah,
there was a boy named Jason.
And I knew him very well.
But he would never harm anybody.
And if he were in these woods,
I would know.
And believe me...
I would be so happy.
And so would you,
because he was the sweetest boy.
But he's gone now.
But I saw him.
The monster.
When we were walking back
from the s'mores roast.
He was watching me.
Now, why don't you come on?
We'll get you back to bed, okay?
And I'll have somebody
go look for your counselor.
Go on.
[sinister music]
[laid-back music
playing on radio]
[exhaling]
[coughing]
Righteous bud.
Like you'd know,
Mr. Quarterback.
I'm actually gonna play
free safety in college.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Maybe I'll visit.
Come to a game.
Wear your letter.
Come on. [giggles]
[eerie music]
Fold, fold. Over, over,
under, under. That's it!
See, that's how
you do the box lanyard!
Cory. You're over-ing when
you should be under-ing.
Yeah?
Grace?
What are you doing here?
Um...
did you and Barry break up?
What are you talking about?
Oh. I probably
shouldn't say anything.
What is it? You can tell me.
Okay, honey, you need to mellow.
- I am not your honey.
- [camera shutter clicks]
Stop taking pictures!
Harmony:
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I didn't know you were
the quarterback's old lady.
He said you went cold on him.
Just because we're not
fornicating at the moment
doesn't mean that
we're not together.
Well,
maybe you should tell him that,
'cause he's been coming on to me
since the second he got here.
Ugh!
Oh, sh*t. I think she growled.
- [hippies laughing]
- Look.
I'm trying to be super-duper
Christian about this,
but I swear, if you ever
come near my man again,
I will send you to
your heavenly reward.
Whoa, hey!
I sympathize with
your spiritual plight.
I was raised Catholic.
I used to be "Mary Ann
Sacramoni," for Christ's sake.
I get the suffocating hypocrisy
of our male-dominated society.
Ugh, right on, sister.
We're told to be
all virginal and pure
while the boys can be
as slutty as they want,
'cause that's just
boys being boys, right?
Well, that's bullshit.
Total bullshit.
Wait-- No, shut up!
Stay away from Barry,
you smelly, hairy-legged b*tch!
Or I swear to you-know-who,
you'll be sorry.
- [hippies snickering]
- Mary Ann Sacramoni.
Far out, man.
[laughter]
I like that.
...public enemy number one
in the United States
is drug abuse.
In order to fight
and defeat this enemy,
it is necessary
to wage a new...
[door opens]
- ...all-out offensive...
- Dorf: Pop.
Nixon: I've asked
the Congress to provide...
What the hell are you doing?
Huh?
Trying to blow up
the damn house?
Nixon: This would be
a worldwide offensive,
dealing with...
Hamish:
Age of Aquarius, my a*s.
Clean 'em up, put 'em to work.
Speaking of which,
that n*gro sheriff
gonna do something about
this crime wave or what?
We're working on it.
Hamish:
Used to be a quiet town...
till he came along.
You gonna charge him, right?
Neely?
We're holding him, Pop. Okay?
We gotta look at
all the evidence--
What more evidence do you need?
You got the guy's boot print
at the cave
and a girl hanging in the shed.
Well...
Chief says the MOs
are different.
Bullshit!
Who the hell
you think skinned her?
Guy's a nutter
and everyone knows it.
Well, I--
I mean, we'll see
what the coroner says.
[shouting] Christ!
You're starting to talk like
that Black son of a b*tch now.
[coughs]
"Chief says this.
Chief says that."
You wanna be sheriff someday...
you gotta grow some f*cking
stones, boy. [coughs]
Instead of hauling his around.
Lost half my battalion
in Leyte Gulf.
You don't see me stumbling
around, muttering to myself!
["Down Man" by Brainbox
playing on stereo]
[sighs]
♪ A man ♪
♪ A room ♪
♪ A man alone in a room ♪
♪ Eyes ♪
♪ Tears ♪
♪ His eyes are losing tears ♪
♪ A man who's down and out ♪
♪ He's got nothing
To live for ♪
♪ He knows ♪
♪ There's no doubt ♪
[grunting]
[panting]
- [whistle blows]
- All right, guys. Listen up.
Knowing your way around
this equipment
is gonna increase
both your ability and enjoyment,
so please pay attention,
all right?
Okay. These are paddles.
You use them to row.
One hand up here on the tip,
the other on the shaft.
You're gonna cup the tip gently
and guide the shaft
in a gliding motion
in and out of the water,
all right?
Cup the tip.
Guide the shaft.
In and out. Good.
In and out.
All right, guys, just, uh,
practice working the shafts
for a minute, all right?
[hushed] What?
Is that how you talk
to your girlfriend?
I'm in the middle of something.
Okay, well, do you wanna
go for a walk later?
- After lights out?
- What for?
I don't know,
to spend time together? Alone?
[sighs] That's really sweet,
babe, but, uh...
maybe some other night?
What, you have plans?
- With Mary Ann Sacramoni?
- Who?
[scoffs] You don't even know
that hippie sl*t's name?
Babe, relax, all right?
You're acting crazy.
Fine!
But when your d*ck
falls off from the clap,
don't come crying to me!
What's the clap?
[soft sobbing]
[sniffling]
Claudette.
[Claudette sobs]
Aren't you supposed to
be with your campers?
They're doing trust games
in Adrian's group.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, that's okay.
You can talk to me.
[sniffles, sobs]
Barry's cheating on me.
It's with that awful
hippie girl, Harmony.
Just because I decided
to save myself for marriage,
which was gonna be
with him anyways.
I just assumed
you two were already...
We were, but last year,
my grades were sh*t,
and I was losing weight
and coming home late a lot,
and after the fight at school,
my mom got worried,
so she made me
talk to Pastor Ryan.
You know, from First Methodist?
And at first I thought
I'd hate it, but...
Pastor Ryan's
actually really great,
because I can finally
get stuff off my chest.
And he made me confess
everything I did with Barry.
Like, in detail.
Every time we did it and where,
how it felt.
He made you tell him everything?
He said it's the only way
you can really free yourself
from the guilt of your sins.
And after I told him everything,
I started to realize that
every time Barry and I did it,
something bad would happen.
Like, last Easter, we did it.
My dad almost sliced his thumb
off carving the ham.
And then last summer
with Jason...
Jason?
[sobs]
When he swam out
to the middle of the lake...
Barry and I were in
the boathouse,
just, you know, messing around,
and I told everyone to wait
in the shallows,
and we were
only there for a few minutes,
and never in a million years
did I think that
he'd swim past the rope,
let alone drown.
I'm sorry!
I'm so sorry.
[Claudette sobbing]
[solemn music]
Pastor Ryan was right.
I feel like a thousand-pound
weight has lifted from my soul.
Thank you.
[♪]
Come on. Come on, come on.
Go potty.
Go potty.
Come on, you little sh*t.
Briana: Dr. Landau!
Hi, Dr. Landau. Briana Brooks,
New York Star Ledger.
Oh, Jesus.
I told you on the phone,
I can't talk to reporters.
It's part of the settlement.
Do the names Edmund Shobani
and Benjamin Mutrux
mean anything to you?
'Cause I have a contact who
just identified their corpses
in a small town in Jersey.
What do you think two
ex-soldiers could've been doing
all the way out there?
Something for Bellflower?
No comment.
Dr. Landau!
I'm not gonna stop,
so you might as well
talk to me now.
Look,
if Ed Shobani was involved,
you don't want anything to do
with this, and neither do I.
Stay the hell away from me.
Please.
[foreboding music]
[camera shutter clicking]
[♪]
[♪]
[snake hissing]
[Pam breathing heavily]
[panting]
[♪]
The Yaqui Man of Knowledge
says that there is no death,
only a passage,
because the soul...
the soul never dies.
It just returns
to the expanse like a--
like a drop of water
returning to the sea.
Now, in our mourning,
the Yaqui Man of Knowledge
would prefer we use peyote.
But in a pinch,
orange sunshine will do.
[mystical music]
For Willow.
For Willow.
For Willow.
- Plato: For Willow.
- Yeah, man.
[♪]
Don't do anything
you don't wanna do.
You can always be my guide.
If I start having a bad trip,
you can lead me out, okay?
Talk me down.
Stroke my hair like this.
Okay. Groovy.
I'll just watch over you.
Well, check you. [chuckles]
Looking like Jack Lord
and smelling like Old Spice.
- My Tiger Beat dream.
- Hey, earth mama.
How about, uh, showing me
the rest of those 8-tracks?
[chuckles] I think
there's a few we missed.
Wait, Harmony,
what about being your guide?
This won't take long.
I like a man in my nani
when I'm coming on. [giggles]
Grace: Can I at least
put my duffel bag in the van?
Why do you have a duffel bag?
Because I'm blowing
this sh*thole.
I'm going to Maine with them.
[laughs] Are you kidding?
She's, like, 12.
- I'm 13.
- Barry: Whatever.
You can't transport
a minor across state lines.
That's a felony.
Oh, I didn't think about that.
sh*t. He's right.
- No, he's not.
- You're a minor?
It's okay, honey.
Everything has its season.
Grace: Wait!
Harmony, I won't make trouble.
I promise.
Harmony, please!
We'll talk after.
[Harmony giggling]
[ethereal music]
It's gonna be okay. I promise.
Just remember, no matter
what you see or what you feel,
it's just the acid, man.
No, it's not real.
Just remember that
and go with it, okay?
Yeah. Okay.
All right. [laughs]
Plato: The stars are
our little children.
[♪]
[♪]
Harmony: I wanna go again.
Barry: Are you serious?
Harmony: Yeah,
I'm just starting to feel it.
Mind if I horn in?
More the merrier.
What the hell, man? Get out!
- Hey, I'd rather get off, man.
- What's wrong?
I'm not gonna do a guy.
That's cool.
You do her. I'll do you.
Just rela-- How-- I don't even
know how that would work.
It's all right, man.
- Relax!
- Don't be so hung up!
- It'll be beautiful.
- Hey! Come on, man.
- Harmony: Wait! Wait!
- Shutterbug: It's okay!
Harmony: Come back!
Shutterbug: Don't waste
that beautiful body, man.
[Harmony laughs]
[♪]
[ethereal music]
[wind whistling softly]
[distant laughter]
[♪]
What's happening?
[♪]
- [wind whistling]
- Jason: Grace...
Grace...
[heartbeat thudding]
Jason?
Mm-mm. No f*ck' way, man!
Come on, breathe.
C-H-U-C-K, Woodchucks chuck
that ball away. Go, Chucks!
Yeah!
That's right.
You're no f*gg*t.
[people singing indistinctly]
♪ Hang your head over ♪
♪ Hear the wind blow ♪
♪ Roses love sunshine ♪
♪ Violets love dew ♪
♪ Angels in heaven ♪
♪ Know I love you ♪
♪ Know I love you, dear ♪
♪ Know I love you ♪
♪ Angels in heaven ♪
♪ Know I love you ♪
♪ If you don't love me ♪
♪ Love who you please ♪
♪ Throw your arms 'round me ♪
♪ Give my heart ease ♪
[insects chirping]
[campers breathing steadily,
snoring]
Barry?
It's Mrs. Voorhees.
♪ The river of Jordan
Is deep and wide ♪
♪ Hallelujah ♪
♪ Milk and honey
On the other side ♪
♪ Hallelujah ♪
♪ Hang down your head
Tom Dooley ♪
♪ Hang down your head
And cry ♪
Barry: Come on.
Claudette: [laughs]
What if someone sees us?
Barry: No one will see us.
[Claudette giggles]
[ominous music]
Somebody will see.
Does Mary Ann
kiss as good as I do?
- How should I know?
- You. [laughs]
[low, tense music]
[♪]
[footsteps creaking softly]
- [Claudette gasps]
- Claudette: Someone's there.
We weren't doing anything.
- We were just messing--
- [flesh squelches]
[screams]
[Barry groans]
Please, no!
[intense music]
[yelps]
[grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[low, ominous music]
Pam: Grace.
Grace: Huh?
What-- what are you-- Honey.
Give me that knife. Okay, dear?
Grace, hand me the knife.
Okay? Just point it down
and hand it to me.
Here you go. Thank you, honey.
It's okay.
I stopped them.
[Grace sniffles]
What did they give you?
What did you take?
Grace: Barry and Claudette...
they-- they were
in the boathouse.
I-- I stopped them.
I saved him.
I saved Jason.
He's fine now.
I saw him.
[inhales shakily] Didn't I?
Shh. It's okay.
You come sit down, okay?
Here, sit right over here.
It's okay.
It's not real, sweetheart.
It's a dream.
It's all just a dream.
[breathing shakily]
Oh, it's not real,
it's not real.
[exhales] It's not real.
It's not real.
[sniffles] It's not real.
Oh, it's not real.
It's not real.
Claudette:
[whimpering] Please...
[grunting] Please.
Oh... look at you.
So young.
So pretty.
[choked whimpering]
Ple--
Jason...
he should have been
watched every minute.
[choked] What?
He wasn't a very good swimmer.
[yelps, groans]
[♪]
[Claudette grunts]
[choked whimpering]
[whimpering stops]
Grace: It's not real.
It's not real. It's not real.
[sobs] It's not real.
It's not real.
Grace.
Gracie. It's okay.
Here. Shh.
It's okay. I'm here.
It's all right, dear.
I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.
Shh.
I'm here.
Mama's here.
Mama's here.
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