(people chatting)
Juliette's body isn't even cold.
Look at her.
There are as many ways to grieve as there are people in the world.
You're really gonna feed me that gem?
You don't even believe that, Norman.
(Norman): Suggest a doctor.
I already have.
(Norman sighs.)
No, no, no, no, no, you can't be serious.
I am. It's only the best for my family.
Well, the best for your family isn't family, trust me.
Look, I can give you the name of half a dozen therapists much more qualified than I am in this field.
She won't talk to anyone.
(Norman)Well, what makes you think she'll talk to me?
And what are they doing next?
Patients on their first visit?
Why are you so concerned about what's typical here?
We're both participating in this charade for him.
I just... want to understand my role.
Why do you think you're here?
I told you.
Tell me again.
Because some of us at times must be mothers to more than just children.
JR implied you're afraid to be alone with me.
Tell me... did he always need so much reassurance?
Is that what it means to be a mother to you?
I was... raised by my father... and his threshold for nonsense was nonexistent.
That doesn't answer the question of your feelings about motherhood.
Would it pique your interest more if I told you my father was a severe disciplinarian?
I'm asking you about your personal experience of being a mother.
Why?
Because your daughter just died.
There's a gallon of milk in the refrigerator older than my daughter was.
Do you think that diminishes your loss?
I think my loss is just that... mine.
(theme music)
What?
The f*ck, you're pissed? It's our f*cking property, and you have me arrested?!
Not "our".
I will cut you off without a cent!
You think I won't?
(distant voice): Mom, are you all right?
Mom, are you okay?
Mom?
Mom?
I hear them too.
All I want in this world is... is what's best for my baby.
F*cking cops!
Where the hell have you been?
Walking five miles.
Five miles?
You were right. Okay?
I'm right? You think that's what I'm looking for?
(train horn in the distance)
Made a mistake.
You learn from it?
Yeah. okay, now come here, give your mom a hug.
Boys.
(man): Hands up! Don't move!
I'm a capable woman, gentlemen, but I can only do one or the other.
Shit!
Well, a capable woman can read a no-trespassing sign I take it.
Yeah.
You know, that fish badge is no get-out-of-jail-free card.
We're within our rights to take you in.
I won't stop you. Just, uh... just take a look in there first.
Jesus Christ!
What the f*ck is that?
(police radio chatter)
You were right.
This is so f*cked up.
You should have seen the half with the head on it.
Hmm...
Well, aren't you a pretty kitten heel?
Your sensible shoes step into another pile of shit?
Sheriff.
You know, a heads-up would have walked you through the gates.
Hate to be a bother.
And I hate aged rib eye.
Your deputies were more than helpful.
(cell phone ringing) Well, you'll be the first to say that.
Sworn.
Yes, sir.
Yeah. I understand.
Mayor's office. It is believed to be in the best interest of the public to withhold this discovery from the media.
Why do I feel as though that is a flagrant misuse of the word "public"?
Not the first time the First Amendment's been liberally interpreted when the Godfrey name might be printed.
How long have you been with Fish and Wildlife?
If there's something you want to ask me, Tom, go ahead.
I would if I thought you'd answer me.
Hmm, "Quid pro quo is it now, Clarice?"
I don't speak Spanish.
We are looking for an animal, are we not, Doctor?
You know the thing people get wrong about the weatherman?
He's usually right.
(cell phone ringing)
Yes, sir?
Some developments.
(bell tolling)
(store bell ringing)
(folk song playing softly)
(loud steps)
Well, aren't you my hero?
(electronic voice)Hi.
I swear, if it got any more boring here, I was about to do some homework.
Shudder.
Perish the thought.
Where's Roman?
Look at you. You took the bus.
Miss Independent, I like it, but, um... something tells me you're not just here for my sunny personality, are you?
Here we go.
I set them aside for you.
Believe it or not, good taste is very rare here at the general store on both sides of the counter, so when we find it, we have to defend it. You know, the right piece of jewelry can turn a girl into a woman.
Not to mention... a little rebellion.
Should we go through the motions at least?
How was everyone's day?
Every breath, a gift.
Where did you disappear to, darling?
I took the bus.
Seriously?
I'm sorry. What was that?
I took the bus.
Quit being so goddamn literal.
Why on earth would you take the bus anywhere?
And without my permission...
Give her a break. Jesus, I don't even know how to do that! Ha! Ha! Ha!
I'm sorry. Is this a joke to you?
Oh, Shelley darling, earrings! What have you done to yourself?
Did you have any hand in this?
No.
I'm simply perplexed.
You want to make a mockery of yourself?
You would connive to demean yourself.
Do you know what true deformity is?
The most intolerable and repellent of them all?
Stupidity.
Now remove them.
Stop.
I'm sorry. Was that a command?
Leave her alone.
Or what?
Shelley, remove them!
Leave her alone.
So help me, you will end up in the f*cking gutter!
No, I won't.
Do you think I'm kidding?
No.
I know you're lying.
I've seen it.
Seen what?
The will.
This summer, when Annette didn't like the way you talked to her... not everyone likes being called that... she took me into her office and showed me the will just to spite you.
It's all mine.
I'm sole beneficiary.
And on my 18th birthday, I gain control of the entire trust.
Every cent.
It's my house, it's my money... and it always was.
All you had to do... was leave her alone.
Good night, darlings.
Hey, Shelley.
Is that blood?
(cell phone vibrating)
Yeah?
Okay. Okay, calm, calm down.
I'll be there.
Is that Olivia?
No.
(door closing)
(door opening)
In the end, it was JR who totally lost his grip.
I guess he made some pretty wild accusations about her.
Like what?
Dad wouldn't say.
Must have been some serious crazy person stuff.
There was a suicide letter too.
They found it the next day.
Do you have any idea what it might have said?
I don't know.
(JR): Norman. It's a funny thing how you can look at something a thousand times without really seeing it.
This happened to me recently when I saw the word "gentleman" in print, and for whatever reason, for the first time... really saw it.
Gentleman.
I thought... that's my brother.
A gentleman is my brother, Norman.
She won't let that stand.
She will bring out all the worst in you.
By the time you realize it, it's too late... because she's already destroyed the best.
I could see the look in your eye the last time we talked, but under the circumstances, I hope you will understand how seriously I mean this.
Do not let her destroy you.
JR.
You're stronger than I'd ever hoped.
(police radio chatter)
(woman weeping softly)
I know. Go home, take a couple of days off.
Go home!
(camera click)
Hm!
I was thinking about releasing him.
Where was I gonna release him to?
I don't know.
At the risk of sounding like a broken record...
Jesus Christ!
(camera clicking)
(indistinct conversations)
(sniffing)
I have a lead.
I think something's going on at the White Tower.
I don't know if it's connected or not, but I can get us in.
What?
No.
What do you mean, no?
It's over.
What are you talking about?
This is over. We're done.
Why?
What?
You mean the cops? You said, "Get rid of 'em" and I did.
What's the problem?
Okay. Okay.
It was stupid. It was really stupid.
I'm an asshole.
I'm sorry, okay?
But come on. Think about what you're doing.
You can't walk away over a stupid thing like that.
You can't walk away from this.
Will you f*cking say something?!
You should go.
There's no good for you here.
You should get away from all this death... this town and your name.
Make it all clean.
I don't know... figure it out from there.
I bet you'd like that.
I bet you'd find that very convenient, you gypsy piece of shit!
You know, if you f*ck my cousin, I'll kill you.
You're not better than me.
(knocking on door)
(dog barking in the distance)
Oh!
Hello.
Good afternoon.
Come in.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Sit, please.
Oh, uh, well, we haven't officially met.
Uh, my name--
I'm sorry.
Our sons are friends.
Yeah, I know your son.
Not much meat on his ribs, but he didn't say no to seconds.
(meowing)
(cat purring) Uh...
Casper, come on. Sorry.
Down, buddy. Down. Down, down, down, baby.
(meowing)
Uh, I also knew your cousin. Was it?
Yeah, Vince.
Right, hmm, well... he and I had sort of a... an arrangement.
You see, I have this condition, and doctors are of not much help for this... particular condition, but, but there is a substance that provides a great relief which is... which is far more easier for your people to procure than... than myself presently.
I don't need it, you understand?
But it certainly does take the edge off, as they say.
How much do you have left?
Uh... Oh! I don't know.
I suppose I would have to check.
Five thousand a bottle.
That's, uh... substantially more than what Vince asked for.
Vince thought with his dick. The stuff you're talking about isn't ginkgo biloba.
The stuff you're talking about means knocking on some doors that were a part of my life way before I had Peter. Five thousand.
I don't go lower than that to knock on those doors.
But, but you, uh... you, you can get it?
It's okay, there's plenty.
Uh... you don't mind if I just-- Just one.
Of course not.
I wouldn't overdo it, though.
Yeah!
Ha! Ha! Five thousand dollars?
Champagne for all my friends!
Ha! Ha! Oh, my god, Lynda.
I hope you know what you're doing, because these people are not to be f*cked with.
No one's f*cking anyone. We just both simply have what the other wants. It's business.
Johai,as in the essence of pure bullshit. Ha! Ha! Ha!
It's what she wants.
(talking in foreign language)
I saw Roman's hand.
Oh, I know, I know.
He hasn't lifted anything heavier than his pecker since the day he was born.
He's capable of a lot more.
Yeah, but, you know, the only one he's interested in hurting is himself.
Peter knows that now. He had to find out for himself.
What about this vargulf?
Nature will take its course.
That's what I tried to tell your son!
He has to find out for himself.
What about you? Are you seeing anybody?
Ha! Ha! Ha! So what, we're telling real scary stories now?
Yes!
Yeah, right.
What did you find out?
That adulthood is just like high school with mortgages.
When did you learn about mortgages?
Shut up.
(Peter sniggering)
(bus starting)
Shit!
- So your dad and Olivia were...? - Doctor and patient. JR really lost it.
In other news, that guy we found on the road... stabbed himself in the brain last night.
Oh!
Roman seemed weird today.
Yeah, he's pissed at me.
Why?
Because there's a giant Roman-shaped blind spot in the way that Roman sees things.
What happened Saturday night?
Were you there when he was arrested?
Ha! Your mom using the sheriff's department as a timeout isn't the same thing as getting arrested.
What are the things you're leaving out?
You don't need to leave stuff out just because I'm a girl.
I should sock you.
(Peter laughing)
(swamp wildlife sounds)
(thunder growling)
Um... you want some water?
Sure.
(dog barking in the distance)
(tap water running)
(rain falling outside)
Thanks.
Um...
Do you believe in angels?
(thunderclap)
It scares my parents 'cause they don't believe me.
But I guess I wouldn't either in their shoes.
I know it sounds a little crazy.
It actually sounds a lot like crazy.
Do you believe me?
I don't know.
Are you just saying you don't know because you don't believe me, or 'cause you think I'm crazy or...?
Well... yeah, I think you're pretty crazy, but I still don't know.
Well?
Well what?
Are you gonna try and f*ck me?
Yeah. Here we are.
What kind of a thing is that to say?
(Peter groaning softly)
What is that?
Roman.
What does Roman have to do with the price of rice in China?
You know.
Do you like me?
Are you sure it's not...?
No, that's, um... that's actually kind of sexy.
Pervert.
(thunder growling)
Look, if the dynamite's already on the tracks you'd think twice about stepping on that train.
Smooth talker.
So you're really saying no?
(door creaking)
(moaning)
(sniffing)
Godfrey Steel.
Shut up and kiss me.
(kissing sound)
(buzzing)
You're Roman Godfrey?
Yeah.
You're bleeding.
Close shave.
Hmm, let me see.
It's fine.
Hold still.
Keep it clean, you should live.
I'm Clementine Chasseur. I'm with the...
You know who I am.
You're the dogcatcher.
May I ask how you come to know that?
Small pond.
Is your mother home?
No.
You expect her?
Speak with you?
(loud steps)
Um...
Hey, Shelley.
This is Dr. Chasseur.
She's here to take a bite out of the vargulf. - Excuse me?
(Shelley groaning softly)
It's fine.
Please.
Roman, I'd like to ask you a few questions but before I do there's something that I'd like you to do for me.
I want you to think about what kind of person you want to be.
I'm here because people are getting hurt.
The more honest you are with me, the more it will help me do something about it.
So just take a second and think about that, okay?
I'm... I'm kind of f*cked up right now.
This is a great opportunity to do something about it.
I don't know what you're going through... but I'm not exaggerating when I say that I'm here to save people's lives.
What is your association with Peter Rumancek?
We hang out.
Anything else you want to tell me about that relationship?
Does Peter believe he's a werewolf?
No. People just say that about him.
Any idea why people would say these things? - They're afraid of him.
You should hear the things they say about us.
I guess you have.
Do they have any reason to be afraid?
No.
Peter would never hurt anyone.
Why did you go to the site of the first murder?
I followed Peter.
And what was Peter doing there?
Rubbernecking.
Did you dig up Lisa Willoughby?
No.
Did you dig up Lisa Willoughby?
I said we didn't.
Yeah, we did.
Why?
It was... it was a ritual or something, a gypsy thing, I don't know.
Roman, desecration of the dead does not fall under the rubric of "some gypsy thing".
It wasn't desecration.
Then what was it?
Peter thought he could help her.
She's dead.
Yeah.
Peter marches to his own beat.
You used the word "vargulf". Why did you use that world? 'Cause I don't want you to bother my sister.
Why do you think I would bother her?
I don't want you to think she's the vargulf!
When you use that word, what exactly do you think it means?
Some...
It's a kind of sickness.
It's like hunger with no appetite.
Where did you learn that word?
I don't know where I learned it.
Where did you learn this word?
Peter.
What can you tell me about an experiment being conducted at the Godfrey Institute of Biomedical Technologies called Ouroboros?
I know that symbol means something.
I mean, every symbol means something, but that one means something. I don't know, something... happening.
I see things sometimes.
Do you know what it means?
I can't tell you what it means to you.
I can help you.
Your cooperation is very helpful.
I can do more. The White Tower, Ouroboros.
I can find out what it is!
My father built that place! My name is Godfrey!
A name is only a name.
It's good that you want to help, Roman.
It's very good of you, but you can't.
Why not?
God doesn't want you to be happy.
He wants you to be strong.
Roman, would you care to introduce our guest?
I'm Dr. Chasseur.
I'm on the board of the biomedical center, as you're well aware.
Could I ask your business here?
Just due diligence, ma'am. Didn't mean to intrude.
Oh! Say no more. Of course we would be thrilled to offer whatever you would find of assistance.
Not a pleasant business at all. Anything we can do.
May I offer you a tea or perhaps a brandy?
Things are getting frightful outside.
I've seen worse.
Size elevens?
Well, aren't you a pretty kitten heel?
They do leave quite an impression.
Roman darling, there's not a shortage of coasters in this house.
Sorry.
What happened to your face?
It's just a scrape.
Silly monkey.
(cell phone ringing)
Yeah?
Hey, Roman.
Uh, Marie is hysterical.
This place is a zoo.
I haven't been able to get away all day.
Um... do you have any idea
where Letha might have gone?
Yeah, I have an idea.
Well, if you see her, can you call me?
Thanks.
(sigh)
It's nice to see a man take what he wants.
It's nice to be silent like this and not be asked what I'm thinking.
I know what you're thinking.
What's that?
You haven't felt this right since you can't remember.
It makes you feel terrible.
(Norman): He's still my brother.
He's still my husband.
I didn't know you then.
But I do now. I know.
My whole life I've tried to live a certain way.
I had a name... that meant something.
Met a girl... and that meant something.
I tried to do right by it all, be a good man, take the hard path over the easy.
(Norman sighing)
I'm not a good man.
You know exactly what you need to do.
It will feel wrong, but it will be right.
It will feel like cowardice, but it will be brave.
You will go home... and it will feel this way because you are a good man.
(Norman): But I'm not.
I'm gonna tell Marie that I'm leaving her.
It got a little cold.
I thought you'd be earlier.
I suppose all good things take time.
What is all this?
Welcome home, "Dad".
(Marie laughing)
(thunder growling)
You smell nice.
You smell sweet, like a puppy.
(thunderclap)
Um...
Are you serious?
Uh, um...
You should know that, uh...
I'm not a very good boyfriend to have.
Don't be such a big hairy idiot.
You smell so good.
What I mean is that what you're talking about is a that's a whole deal and everything.
What? F*cking?
(thunder growling) Huh?
Do you want to know the first moment I knew it would be you?
No.
(thunderclap)
Liars! F*cking liars!
Ah...
Okay!
Ah...
(thunderclap)
(thunderclaps)
Roman?
There's no light!
Yeah, the whole neighborhood's dark.
Uh, are you all right?
You wanna come here and talk about cute boys all night?
Or do you want to dance?
No.
It's just rain!
Roman, maybe you better come inside.
I should go.
No, come on, I'll get you out of those wet clothes.
Come on!
(thunderclaps)
(amused exclamation)
Well, you have the legs for it.
Sorry.
What's wrong?
(Roman weeping)
Roman.
My god, what happened?
It's okay. It's okay.
I should go.
You keep saying that.
You're here.
Why don't you tell me about it, huh?
Huh?
Maybe you should talk about it.
Roman?
Huh? What's wrong?
I'm ugly.
What?
I'm an ugly person.
Oh, Roman.
I have an ugliness it's impossible to love.
That's not true, that's not true.
My god! How could you think that?
(whispering): You're beautiful.
Yes.
(gasp and panting)
Really?
You're crazy, you know that?
(laughing): Jesus!
Oh!
You ought to be locked up.
(heavy breathing)
Your turn.
Roman?
(indistinct whispering)
Roman?
Roman, are you okay?
Can you untie me?
Roman? Can you untie me? I don't like this.
Okay, untie me. Ah!
Roman, can you untie me, please?
Ah! What are you doing? Get off me!
Ah! Roman!
Stop! Ah!
(Ashley screaming) Get off!
(happy jazzy music) ♪♪ That's the simple world I love ♪ ♪ With their smooth and light sounds ♪
(Ashley whimpering)
Tell me I'm ugly.
You're ugly!
Tell me again.
You're ugly.
Again!
You're ugly. You're ugly! You're ugly! You're ugly!
♪ There's just one way to speak my desires ♪ ♪ From deep inside ♪
(thunderclap)
♪ It seems so very simple ♪ ♪ I guess that's why I'm so blue ♪ ♪ A bird doesn't need to be a poet ♪ ♪ The words seem sort of useless ♪ ♪ When it's the skill that does the trick ♪ ♪ If you break, the love machine will know it ♪ ♪ Now, there's no planning ♪ ♪ No scheming or... ♪
(thunder growling)
Make your stomach growl.
I can't make my stomach growl on command.
You didn't even try.
(rock music) ♪ All I know ♪ ♪ All she got is to hold on to me ♪ ♪ Staying up for the night ♪
Look at me. Look at me.
I was never here.
Dream about something nice.
(thunderclap)
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