It's all right, Jennifer. You'll see Mommy really soon.
Why do I have stay here? I want to stay with you.
I told you, sweetie, it's just for a little while.
- Will you be strong for Mommy? - We have to take her now.
Wait, I don't want to go.
I love you, Jennifer.
I'll see you soon.
- Who are they? - They're your new family now.
- Well? - She'll do.
Put her in the ward with the others. Watch them for a while.
We learn by rote and repetition.
We act by habit.
But emotion is a human condition.
Nature first over nurture.
Yes, Laura.
You're saying we're born with emotions like guilt.
- Correct. - But, why? What good does it serve?
Well, without it, society would cease to exist.
I don't get it.
By definition, a psychopath is a man without guilt.
So, do the math.
All right, next week, Chapters 12 and 13. Do not forget you will be quizzed.
Have a good weekend, and could somebody please get the lights on the way out?
Hey, Beth, this is Dr. Ferrin.
You've missed your last three appointments and I'm worried.
I really want to discuss the nightmares you've been having.
I also heard about the death of your friend, and I am so sorry.
I know you and Brax were friends from childhood.
I'm wondering if his death has caused you more stress
and these nightmares you're having.
Anyway, please call me soon.
Who are you?
Who?
Wow.
What exactly are we supposed to be looking for?
I don't know. He said that there was a box here somewhere
that we wanted us all to open together.
And what do you know? Here's a box.
- Shouldn't we wait for Beth? - She's on the porch.
Listen, can we just open this thing and go?
I got things I gotta do.
"My dearest friends,"
"may God forgive me for my weakness,"
"but I cannot outrun the memories that torment my soul."
"I regret my failure to keep in touch over these last 20-odd years,"
"but we are now, and will always be, together forever."
"As each day passes, my nightmares become more intoxicating."
"Be strong where I was weak, I beg of you."
"It is my final request that you acknowledge the past we've shared together.
- "I miss all we shared." - He always was a weird little bugger.
Come on, give the guy a break. At least have the decency to let him go for one day.
Yeah, whatever. Anybody want this crap? 'Cause I don't.
Look at all these pictures.
Crazy Eights.
I guess we weren't very smart.
Takes nine to make a baseball team.
It's just a name, Brent.
Wait a second. What is this?
- What is it? - It looks like a map.
Looks like a map to the old time capsule we buried when we were kids.
- Remember that? - Not so much.
Kind of.
- Entonsburg time capsule. - Entonsburg, huh?
I haven't heard that name in a long time.
Did you ever read any of his books?
Yeah.
Which ones?
All of them.
Looks like he was working on another one.
"Carol lies prostrate on the ground. Cyrus, a beast of a man,"
"keeps her pinned down by her throat."
"He places a drill to her skull"
"and revels in the 6-year-old's high-pitched screams"
"as they blend sublimely with the squeal of the drill."
No wonder he was single.
I'm gonna go back in. You coming?
That wasn't funny.
Sorry.
Everything okay?
Yeah, I think it's just the stress from being here.
- It's been tough on everybody, sweetie. - I need a drink.
My bad.
- I'm not going. - Let's remember, it was his final wish.
I'm not going to the middle of nowhere to dig up a bunch of rotten toys.
You're the executor of his will. I don't think you have a choice.
Well, I do. I'm going home.
- Lucky you. What's his name? - It's not that. It's just...
Look, I gotta go to work, all right?
- If she's not going, I'm not going. - Well, that's cool.
It's not like you ever showed up the few times we actually got together, so...
What? What are you talking about? I've shown up.
Where were you when I graduated? Or when Lyle was ordained?
Or at any of my gigs?
Or when Beth was in the hospital for two weeks straight?
What can I tell you? I don't like hospitals.
- "We can beat this fear, but not alone." - What's that?
On the back of the map. "We can beat this fear, but not alone."
We need to go.
We owe it to Brax.
Fine! I'll go.
Better not take all day.
All right, I'll call Beth.
Freaking signal.
Well, looks like the end of the road. We're walking from here.
All right, Jen, what does the map say?
East by the creek, then there should be, I guess, a little clearing with a barn.
Yep.
"Take the stairs in the back of the barn to the second floor."
Let's go.
This is it? This is what we came all the way out here for?
Great. Great, it's locked.
I got it. Back it up.
Nice work, padre.
Cool!
I know a couple of DAs I could use this on.
Karen.
I think these were mine.
Here are some more pictures.
Here we are.
Who's that?
- That's me. - I think I'm the handsome one right here.
We were so tiny.
Crazy Eights, huh?
- I guess without her, we'd just be crazy. - Guess so.
"B.Y."
They're initials.
"Brax Young."
Something doesn't seem right here, guys.
We should leave her alone.
I mean, we should just leave this alone.
You murdering bitch.
Did any of you hear that?
- I gotta get some air. - Me, too.
- I'm creeped out. - Yeah, well, me, too. Let's bring it outside.
One, two, three...
Man! One, two, three...
- What's in there? - Well, how did we get it up here?
- Let's try putting it on this rope pulley. - Let's try to drag it. There we go.
How did you get that scar?
Sorry?
The scar.
It's nothing.
Small bar, too much to drink.
That rope has got to be about 50 years old. It's probably got dry rot by now.
No, it'll hold. Here we go.
I don't know how I got that scar.
Happened a couple of weeks ago.
I started having nightmares
about you and me,
and we're running.
Sorry!
- Oh, my God! - Holy shit!
Call someone.
- Who? Who are we supposed to call? - I don't know. Anyone.
Wait, wait, wait. We don't even know what this is about.
I mean, we don't want to be accused of something we didn't do.
Nobody's gonna accuse you of anything. I mean,
- we can't just leave it here. - Like hell we can't.
I say we just close this box up and get the hell out of here.
Brent's right. Let sleeping dogs lie.
I can't believe you guys are so heartless.
Hey, I'm at a point in my career where I do not need skeletons in my closet,
and this is one literal freaking skeleton. I'm going.
- Don't be such a prick! - I'm out of here.
Brent!
You guys, he's got the keys.
Come on.
- Brent! - I'll catch up. I need a second.
I don't like the looks of this out here. We're in the middle of nowhere.
Look, we keep going in circles. Let's just...
Let's pick a path and let's do it.
Am I crazy, or have we been by this same white house
three times already?
Follow the girl. Maybe she knows some directions.
All right, I don't see her. Where'd she go?
She's here. I saw her come in here.
I don't hear anything.
- Are you sure she went inside the house? - Where else did she go?
No lights.
Hello!
I saw some cellar doors over on the side of the house.
I'm gonna check for a breaker.
- Brent, you wanna join me? - No, I'm not going.
- What? You chicken? - Yeah.
- Why don't you go, smartass? - Fine! Wimp.
I'm gonna check the basement.
Got fire?
What?
It's nothing. I just singed my finger.
You scared the hell out of me.
Ladies first?
- Wayne! - Jesus!
God, I think I broke my leg.
Jesus, my leg.
Okay, I'm gonna go get help.
- Gina! - I'll be right back.
Gina!
Don't leave me alone in the dark.
Okay. Okay.
I'll find the lights.
I see an electrical thing!
Looks like a junction box?
Whatever you call it. What do I do?
There should be a master switch or something. A lever?
Here goes nothing.
Okay. Okay.
I'll be right back. Right back!
Do you have to do that in here?
There's enough mold dripping off these walls to choke a cop,
- and this is gonna irritate you? - Well, why make the air more toxic?
Would you feel better if I smoked outside?
I would.
- Fine. - Thank you.
I'd forgotten what a pain in the neck he was.
It's funny how the mind can help us block out certain unpleasant experiences.
Ruined my fucking shoes.
Ruined my $350 fucking slacks!
Stuck out here in the middle of fucking nowhere with Nancy fucking Drew
and the gang from Leave It to fucking Beaver.
Fuck!
- Sorry about all the "fucks," padre. - No need.
Fuck.
Hey! Wayne's hurt. I think he broke his leg.
- Oh, shit. - What happened?
Wayne broke his leg. I'm gonna go get my first-aid kit.
I didn't have any first-aid stuff, so I just brought everything I had in the trunk.
- Okay. - Good thinking.
So what is this thing?
It's a condemned notice that says, "Trespassers will be shot without warning."
More good news!
- Beer? - And flashlights.
Yeah, nuthouse. "Alas, poor Yorick."
- Bad karma, Brent. - That's not real, is it?
It's so small.
- Not for a child. - Okay.
What's that?
Somebody give me a hand!
Oh, God, it's stuck.
- We're trapped. - Shit!
Well, we got to get Wayne to a hospital real soon,
because once the adrenaline wears off, the pain's gonna be excruciating.
Yeah, 'cause it's really fucking good now!
There's a passageway back here.
- Let's go. Come on. - Right. Wayne, can you stand up?
- Yeah. - I got you.
Wayne, lean on me. Lean on me. You got it. Here we go.
- Okay, come on. Come on. - Okay. Okay.
Give me a light.
This room feels weird.
What is this place?
There's no way this is part of the old house.
All right, there, buddy. There you go. Okay.
Okay, Beth, why don't you wait with Wayne?
We gotta figure a way out of here. Gina, come with me.
Brent and Jennifer, why don't you grab the extra flashlight? Try that way.
- Lyle. - Yeah?
- You coming? - Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.
Where is this thing gonna lead?
I feel the air's getting a little colder.
There's got to be an opening down here somewhere.
You think there are?
Over here.
I see some light down here in the corridor.
Every one of these windows has a huge steel fucking thing on it!
Fuck!
Any luck?
The windows are all locked and we can't find the door that leads to the outside.
- You? - Ditto.
"My nightmares began to fade"
"until I discovered my past in the old house."
"A trunk, filled with the memories I call nightmares."
"I saw her there."
"We put her there."
"We left her there, in that box."
"Opening it, I gave her life."
"Not just her,"
"this place,"
"everything.".
Are you praying for a way out, there, Father?
Has that...
Has that praying stuff ever worked for you?
You ought to try it sometime.
Get a little different perspective on the world from down there.
- Wayne. - God!
Come on, come on, get it open.
- Get me a crowbar or something! - A crowbar?
Yeah, honey. A crowbar, or a piece of wood, or a pole.
- Something to open a fucking window? - All right! Quit yelling!
- I'm not fucking yelling! Get me something! - Push!
Here.
- Fuck, it won't budge. - He's dead, man.
No shit! I thought he was sleeping!
Okay. Fuck it. I'm getting out of here.
- Brent, we can't just leave him there. - No? Watch me.
We put Wayne's body in the cellar for now.
Last week, in my church,
someone or something was hiding in the darkness.
And at first I thought it was my imagination, but...
I don't know.
Something was chasing me.
Kids, I think.
- It's a dream I've been having. - You sure it was a dream?
What about you?
Voices.
Jimmy!
What the fuck is going on?
I see some coffee.
We need a pot.
Perfect. How about a spoon?
Great.
Now all we need is some sugar.
It's here.
What?
- How did you do that? - Do what?
- You found everything the first time. - So?
How about a can opener?
You've been here before.
- You set this whole thing up, didn't you? - What? No, I...
- You and Brax set it up. - Come on. I've never been here before.
- Your little fucking joke got Wayne killed! - That's ridiculous.
- Fucking bitch! - Stop it right now. Stop. Shut up, all right?
- Fucking cunt. - Stop.
Let's keep things in perspective, okay? It's just a can opener.
Okay, all right, why don't we go for a walk, the three of us? Come on, Beth.
Let's go.
All right, sweetie. You're gonna feel better.
Let's sit down over here.
There we go. There we go.
Sit down on the bed here. There you go.
There we go.
She's freezing. We've gotta get her some blankets.
They're in here.
Oh, my God.
You've been here before, too.
Okay, come on, come on.
- There you go, honey. - You okay?
Leave me alone, please.
Are you sure?
All right.
We'll be right out here.
God, there's paint!
Okay, this is nuts. I mean, what the...
There's that little fucker!
Wait! Wait up!
Find the switch.
Oh, my God.
- Lyle? Gina! - What is it?
It's her.
The girl in the photos.
Oh, mother of God.
What are we doing on this wall?
Hi, Beth.
You remember me, don't you?
You're in a lot of pain, aren't you?
Where do you feel it?
That's guilt you're feeling.
Don't worry. You can make it go away.
I promise you can.
Just reach down and pull it out.
All you have to do is reach down
and pull it out.
Reach down and pull it out.
Just reach down and pull it out.
Wider, Beth.
Reach down and pull it out.
I'm getting the fuck out of here.
- Where are you going? - The fuck out of here!
- Just let him go. - Oh, my God.
Oh, God. Fuck.
"The truth..."
"My memory isn't good enough. My past..."
"Twenty years have slipped through our fingers,"
"and our oaths to each other faded by time, together forever."
"Forever has come too quickly."
What? What...
Hey!
Having a good time?
You enjoying all of this?
Watching us run around here like a bunch of fucking trapped rats?
Well, I hope you are.
I hope you are.
'Cause I'm gonna get out.
Sooner or later, I'm gonna get the fuck out of here.
And then guess what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna go get myself
a few gallons of premium gasoline
and I'm gonna come back here
and I am gonna burn this motherfucking place to the ground!
Maybe Brent was right to leave.
Brent's never right.
Where is it?
- Where is it? - Where is what, Jen?
That butterfly!
What is that?
Oh, my God!
What is it?
This was our room.
We lived here, in this room.
We were not orphans.
I remember my father. He was a doctor. I remember!
Oh, yeah?
Come on!
Did your father look like that guy?
Oh, my God! How is this possible?
That's my father.
And mine.
Looks like he's watching us.
That mirror.
They were watching us.
What is this place?
Someone's been taking notes, guys.
Conditioning.
Autism.
Savant syndrome?
What does this mean?
Oh, my God.
They weren't just observing us.
- They were experimenting on us. - No.
Brent, Lyle, Jennifer, Wayne, Beth, Brax, Gina...
And Karen.
"Guilt leads to compassion."
"Compassion is ultimately what separates man"
"from beast."
They were trying to teach us guilt.
I guess we weren't very smart.
Takes nine to make a baseball team.
So there we are. Who's the gimpy one?
"Carol lies prostrate on the ground."
"May God forgive me for my weakness..."
- Here we are. - "...but I cannot
- "outrun the memories that..." - "...drill to her skull and..."
"As each day passes, my nightmares become more intoxicating."
- Who's the gimpy one? - "Be strong where I was weak."
- Trying to teach us guilt. - "Carol lies prostrate on the ground."
- "Cyrus, a beast of a man..." - "... cannot outrun the memories that..."
- "...compassion..." - "I regret my failure to keep in touch
- "over these last 20-odd years, but..." - So there we are. Who's the gimpy one?
- They were trying to teach us guilt. - "...will always be together, forever."
They were brother and sister.
And all these years, they never even knew it.
We were just numbers to them. One through eight.
The Crazy Eights.
We didn't matter then,
and we don't matter now!
- Gina, come on. Don't do this. - They're dead, Jennifer.
They're all fucking dead!
I can't deny the nightmares. I can't pretend that it never happened.
- I just fucking can't! - Come here.
This has been a rude awakening for all of us.
Okay?
But I don't wanna die here.
- I know, I know. - Okay?
So we're gonna be strong, stick together,
and find ourselves a way out.
- You hear me? - And go where?
- And... - Where are we gonna go?
What the fuck are we gonna do?
I don't even know what's real anymore. Do you?
Oh, God. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Gina, wait. Wait!
Remember me?
Gina! Open the door! Gina!
- Gina, open it up! - Open it up!
Open up!
God, what happened to you?
- Let me look at it. - Gina!
- Here. - Get something.
We need to stop the bleeding. Here we go.
Let me see your hands. Come on. There we go.
Oh, God!
- There. - There we go.
- You're gonna be okay. - Oh, my God.
What happened to you?
Come on.
- She can still make it. - You're gonna be okay.
- Come on. - Stand up. Stand up, sweetie.
God. There we go.
Okay. There we go.
- All right. - The door here.
There we go. Just a little bit further.
- Oh, my God. - What... What is it?
It's just a mouse.
It's not a fucking mouse, Jen!
It's Brent.
- Brent? - Through the door right here.
Here we go. Just a little bit further.
I remember her now.
The girl.
Karen.
We were all trying to run away from here.
She was so small, weak,
so we hid her.
We put her in the trunk with all of our stuff and promised her we'd be back for her.
And we went back,
but it was too late. She was...
She was dead. She suffocated in there.
Brax was the catalyst. Brax was the first to remember.
Brax dragged the trunk up to the barn.
So everything that ties us to her ties us to our guilt
and has to be destroyed.
Stay here, okay? We'll be right back. Right back.
All right. Okay.
All right.
No past, no Karen, right?
- That's right. - Okay.
There we go.
What else is there?
Brent!
Brent had a slingshot.
- Slingshot. - Slingshot.
I saw Brent...
He dropped it under the grate near the room with the portraits, the hallway.
- I'll get it. - No, no. We'll all go together.
- It'll be faster if I go. - Lyle!
Lyle!
Just be safe.
"The truth." The truth.
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.
Where is that thing?
Where is that slingshot?
Where is it?
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Where is it?
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
That's it.
That's it!
Come here!
Where are you?
Got it!
You sure it was a dream?
It's been too long.
Lyle is dead, isn't he?
I don't know.
We're gonna die here, too, aren't we?
There's more stuff. I know it. I know there's more stuff.
There's got to be more stuff!
Beth.
Beth had her paintbrushes.
- All right, come on. Let's go. Come on. - I can't.
- Gina, come on! Let's go! - I can't.
Just go.
Okay. Here.
Take this.
- I am gonna be right back. - Okay.
- I'll be right back.
Okay.
Oh, God, I'm gonna piss myself.
Just don't use the bathroom.
You Okay?
Except for the starvation and the blindness thing?
I'm just fucking peachy.
I'll be right back.
I know.
Who's there?
Jennifer?
Gina.
Tunnel in the portrait room.
No!
Jennifer?
Oh, God, please be Jennifer.
Gina!
No!
No, no.
No! Not you, too!
Please, don't leave me here. Don't leave me here. Don't leave me.
Don't leave me. Don't leave me.
Lyle.
Come on. Come on.
- You're all gonna die. - No!
No!
What else is there?
What else is there, huh?
Remember me?
I know.
What else is there?
- You're all gonna die. - No!
No!
Remember me?
You're all gonna die.
You're all gonna die. You're all gonna die. You're all gonna die. You're all gonna die.
I'm Karen.
Remember me? I'm Karen.
I'm all that's left.
I'm the only thing left.
Right?
This is what you want?
Together forever?
Karen?
Do you know why you're here?
If experience defines who we are,
our emotions will define how far we will go.
The boxes in front of you.
One will be painful but lead to redemption.
The other will only lead to more tests.
Do you know what redemption is?
Do you know what guilt is?
Choose.