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(static crackling softly)
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(rotary telephone dialing)
(wind whistling softly)
Hello?
Hope. Hope Adler.
Who is this?
Alpine Lake.
It-it's a youth camp in the mountains.
I, um...
I had these dreams.
Seven numbers.
No area code, so this call is local.
You're here in Colorado, right?
The numbers were carved in ice.
Yes.
Yes!
Who is this?
Who are you?
-Hello? -(static droning over phone)
Hello? Can you hear me?
Hello?
-(high-pitched tone over phone) -(gasps)
(breath trembling)
♪ ♪
STUDENTS (chanting): Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
(students clamoring)
(students groaning, laughing)
(groaning)
STUDENT: Got to get up, man.
GWEN: Finn!
STUDENT: You're hurting him!
Finney!
STUDENT ON GROUND (panting): Please, stop. Please.
You done yet?
-(students groan) -STUDENT ON GROUND: Yes.
Stay the fuck away from me.
-(Finn grunts) -(students groaning)
Anyone else?
(students murmuring quietly)
GWEN: Hey.
What the hell was that?
New kid.
Are you just beating up new kids now?
He started it.
What was it this time?
Uh, the usual.
"Heard you were the badass that wasted a serial killer.
You don't look so tough."
He didn't really say that.
Yeah, he actually did.
Did you have to go so hard on him?
In a situation like that,
the more blood, the better-- for the crowd.
Proves a stronger point.
You've made that point more than once,
so maybe-- and I'm just spitballing here--
maybe the point you're actually making
is less "don't fuck with me" and more "I'm the guy to beat."
Hey, Gwen, Finn.
Great fight, man.
Thanks, Ernesto.
-Hi, Ernie. -ERNESTO: So, uh, tonight,
uh, I'm going to go down to the Civic Center
to wait in line for Duran Duran tickets.
-Duran Duran tickets? -He just said that.
Simon Le Bon is so choice.
A-Are you going, Gwen?
I wish. Those tickets cost a mint.
My treat. I was gonna buy two anyway.
It'd, you know, be cool
to have someone to go with who's... who's also a fan.
-For real? -For real.
That'd be radical.
Consider it done.
All right, well, I-I got to get to shop class.
See ya.
(car departing)
You know that's a date.
-No, it's not. -Yeah, it is.
Okay, so what if it's a date?
I don't know, I... I just don't like him.
I don't get why.
He's really nice.
Besides that, don't you think Robin
would want you looking out for his kid brother?
But that doesn't mean letting him boink my little sister.
-Ow. -Don't be gross, jizz mopper.
("Subways of Your Mind" by FEX playing)
ANNOUNCER: Welcome back to Night Flight.
Here's German band FEX
with their new hit, "Subways of Your Mind."
♪ ♪
Night, Son.
I'm off to bed.
Night.
Don't stay up too late.
Yeah, sure.
♪ Take the consequence of living ♪
♪ There's no space ♪
♪ There's no tomorrow ♪
♪ There's no sense, communication ♪
♪ Check it in, check it out ♪
♪ But the sun will never shine... ♪
-(door creaks) -(crickets chirping)
-(wind gusting) -(dog barking in distance)
If you try to touch me, I'll scratch your face.
THE GRABBER: This face?
Hey.
Still not my thing.
Don't tell Dad.
Fuck off, slap-dick.
I'm no narc.
You okay?
I'm fine.
No, I-I mean...
I don't want to talk about it.
It's okay that you feel this way.
You don't know how I feel.
No, but...
I know, however you feel, it's okay.
(static crackles)
♪ ♪
(static crackling)
♪ ♪
(static crackles)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing loudly)
(breath trembling)
(phone continues ringing in distance)
(phone continues ringing)
(ringing continues in distance)
(phone continues ringing)
(ringing continues faintly in distance)
FINN (muffled): Hey, what are you doing?
Hey.
Hey, Gwen.
(clearly): Gwen, wake up. What are you...
Why are you so cold?
Finn?
It's okay.
You were sleepwalking again.
Jesus. Your skin is like ice.
I had a bad dream.
(sighs)
It's okay. Just... go back to bed.
I-I said I had a bad dream.
I heard you. Just go back to bed.
(school bell ringing)
Hey, witch.
(students chattering quietly)
(laughter)
Hey, Gwen.
Hey, Ernie.
ERNESTO: Check it out.
GWEN: Oh, choice.
I can't believe it.
So, uh, you're into a lot of that...
that woo-woo stuff, right?
What? You mean ghosts?
Spirits? Glimpses of the world beyond?
-Yeah. -Okay, then.
Yeah, I believe in all that woo-woo stuff.
Cool.
Uh, I-I brought you something else.
Ernesto, is this lotería?
Yeah.
My abuela sells them in her shop,
and I thought they looked cool.
They're like tarot.
GWEN: These are beautiful.
I mean, you can use them like tarot.
If you have the sight, they can show you things.
And you have that, right?
Have what?
Oh, I mean, like, you have... you have dreams and stuff,
and they... they show you things?
Where did you hear that?
My parents.
Back, you know, they said that the police got
an anonymous call where...
where, um, Robin's body was.
But they say it was you.
That you dreamed it.
Or-or something.
I don't like talking about that.
Mm, why not?
'Cause it's weird.
I'm weird.
Maybe I like weird.
(entry bell jingling)
(phone ringing)
I'm sorry, but I can't help you.
(static crackles)
♪ ♪
(static crackling)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing loudly)
(phone ringing in distance)
(ringing stops)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing in distance)
(phone continues ringing)
(ringing grows louder)
(phone continues ringing)
(ringing stops)
Hello?
HOPE (over phone): Hello?
Who's this?
Hope. Hope Adler.
-Who is this? -(breath trembling)
My name is Gwen.
Where are you calling from?
Alpine Lake.
It-it's a youth camp in the mountains.
How did you get this number?
I, um... I had these dreams.
Seven numbers.
No area code, so this call is local.
You're here in Colorado, right?
Yes.
The numbers were carved in ice.
By boys.
Underwater.
Yes. Yes!
I had the same dreams, but the boys carved letters.
Who is this?
Who are you?
-My name is Gwen. -(static crackling over phone)
Hello?
I-I said my name is Gwen.
(breaking up under static): Hello? Can you hear me?
(static droning over phone)
(line clicks, static stops)
(gasping breaths)
You shouldn't be here.
(door clanks)
(door clanks, creaks open)
(footsteps slowly descending stairs)
(phone ringing)
-(footsteps continue) -(Gwen's breath trembling)
-(footsteps approaching) -FINN: Hey.
Hey, Gwen.
Gwen.
Am I really here?
You're okay.
You were sleepwalking again. You came here in your sleep.
I heard you leave, and I followed you.
I feel like I'm crazy. What the hell?
-Hey, hey. Look at me. Hey, hey. -What the hell?!
You're okay, you're okay, you're okay.
I-I was on the phone.
Finn.
I was talking to Mom.
It was just a dream.
N-No, it was...
a dream, yeah, but it was her.
She called me.
From a youth camp.
A youth camp?
She reached out to me from there for a reason.
Come on. Let's get you out of here.
(spits)
-What's this? -Camp Alpine Lake.
The camp Mom called from.
We have to go there.
Gwen, stop this.
It was just a dream.
About a real place.
A place I found. It's why I had the dream.
-(sighs) -It's a Christian youth camp
up near Silverthorne.
What's this?
They're accepting applications for CITs
for middle school winter camp.
What's a CIT?
Counselor in training.
No... (stammers)
I'm not going to be a counselor for junior highers
at some weird Jesus camp you dreamed about.
No, you're going to be a counselor in training.
-No, I'm not. -Come on.
Dad has been hounding you to get a job,
and this is a job that pays.
-And we can find out what Mom... -I said no.
(footsteps approaching)
What's going on in here?
Uh, Gwen wants us to get jobs at some Christian winter camp.
Not Camp Alpine.
-Hmm. -(flipping through brochure)
Your mother worked there.
Wh-When?
Uh, it was long before I met her.
It closed in '58.
How'd you hear about this place?
Uh, um, I-I had...
Some kids at school.
Said it was a good way to, uh, make some money.
Christian camp.
You guys, you know I don't...
much like any of that religion stuff, you know?
It-it's just a job, Dad.
(groans)
Mom worked there.
I'm not crazy.
I never said you were crazy.
TERRENCE: Don't let me hear you took that thing
any faster than 55.
ERNESTO: Y-Yes, sir.
I would like my daughter back unscathed.
-Do you understand? -Yes, sir.
Do you say anything else?
Yes, sir.
Uh, uh, I-I mean...
I don't like the way he looks at her.
Yeah. Me, neither.
Damn it. Wait.
"Wait," what?
Good.
Go look after your sister.
Do me a favor while I'm gone.
Yeah, anything, Son.
(sighs) Don't get drunk.
Hey, come on.
When are you gonna believe I'm done with all of that?
In two weeks, I get my three-year chip.
I'll have it when you get back.
(sighs) See you in a few weeks.
(chuckling): Okay. Great.
Finally get some peace and quiet around this place.
-(short chuckle) -(door opens and closes)
("Another Brick in the Wall, Part 1" by Pink Floyd playing)
♪ A snapshot in the family album ♪
♪ Daddy, what else did you leave for me? ♪
♪ Daddy, what'd you leave behind for me? ♪
♪ All in all, it was just a brick in the wall ♪
♪ All in all, it was all just bricks in the wall. ♪
♪ ♪
I can't see the road.
This isn't safe.
We could drive off a cliff and not even see it.
Stop the car.
(Finn sighs)
What are you doing?
I'm gonna run in front of the car
so I can see the road.
Just follow me.
(wind howling)
♪ ♪
Follow me!
Mando!
I found your stray CITs.
MANDO: Straight ahead about 20 yards.
Park anywhere.
Thank you.
You must be the Blakes.
FINN: Yeah, how'd you know?
MANDO: Oh, they closed I-6 at Silverthorne.
You're the only ones who didn't get the call in time.
I'm Armando.
Or just Mando, if you like.
Come on. Come with me. Let's get you inside.
FINN: What about all the kids?
Aren't they supposed to arrive tomorrow?
MANDO: Camp's canceled.
They won't plow the roads until the storm passes.
GWEN: How many people made it here?
MANDO: Just you three.
Support staff has only been here a week,
but otherwise, you're it.
I'm sorry to say it, but for now you're stuck here.
♪ ♪
MUSTANG: Come on, Gwen.
You're with me.
This is it. Take any bunk you want.
Heaters are on, so just give 'em a few minutes.
It will be toasty in no time, all right?
Have a good night, kids. Sweet dreams.
GWEN: I got to sleep in here alone?
Afraid so.
State law requires separate housing
for male and female minors.
I'd stay in here with you,
but I'm not a registered counselor, so no can do.
But my cabin is just over there, if you need anything.
Night.
(wind howling)
(lighter clicking)
(wind continues howling)
(static crackling)
♪ ♪
(gasps)
(wind continues howling)
(static crackling)
(phone ringing)
(ringing stops)
(scraping)
(scraping continues)
(phone ringing)
I'm sorry, but I can't help you.
(breathing heavily)
(phone ringing)
(prolonged ringing)
(prolonged ringing continues)
Who is this?
(static droning over phone)
♪ ♪
(scraping)
♪ ♪
Hello?
Is anyone there?
THE GRABBER (over phone): Hello, Finney.
(grunting)
-(phone ringing) -(yelling)
(breathing heavily)
-(sizzling) -(startled yelp)
(phone ringing)
(ringing stops)
THE GRABBER: Hell is not flames, Finney.
It's ice.
(breathing heavily)
(Gwen whimpering)
THE GRABBER: Nothing burns like the cold.
(gasping weakly)
(screaming)
(gasping weakly)
(Gwen screaming)
(Gwen screaming in distance)
Gwen. Gwen!
(screaming continues)
Gwen, Gwen, Gwen!
Hey, Gwen, Gwen, look at me!
Hey, hey, look at me! Wake up! Wake up!
-(sobbing) -Hey, hey.
What's happening to me?
Oh, God, I feel crazy.
You were dreaming. You're okay.
-You're okay. -I feel crazy.
You're okay. You're okay.
(continues sobbing)
You're okay. You're okay.
You're okay.
(wind howling)
Gwen.
I had a bad dream.
Okay. Y-You... you all right?
Here, uh... lie down.
(wind howling)
Jesus...
please don't let me have another dream tonight.
Please.
Hey.
Y-You okay?
Yeah.
Did I wake you?
No.
Was that for real?
What?
You talk to Jesus just like that?
Yeah.
You think it's weird?
Uh, no. No, not-not at all.
I th... I think it's hot.
You think it's hot that I talk to Jesus?
Yeah. I mean, it might even be hotter if you called him
(Spanish pronunciation): Jesús.
You know, my mom is Catholic as hell.
She'd love me dating somebody who prays.
We're dating?
Uh, um, I mean, I was... I was just saying that...
I'm a good Christian girl?
Sure.
Why not?
My mom was Christian, too.
Dad didn't want us brought up in the church, but...
I asked a lot of questions.
And when he wasn't around, she answered.
Did she know about your dream thing?
I got it from her.
It drove her crazy.
I'm scared the same thing will happen to me.
It won't.
You're too strong for that.
You don't think I'm a freak?
What's wrong with being a freak?
I'm a freak like my mom.
Were you close to her?
Yeah.
I think about her every day.
I can still see her face so clearly.
She was beautiful.
I think... you're beautiful.
FINN: What about me? Do you think I'm beautiful?
Finn, you rotting shit stain.
Have you been listening this whole time?
(sighs)
Well, I'm still right here,
so it's not like I had any choice.
ERNESTO: I-I thought he was asleep.
Told you Duran Duran is a date.
(wind continues howling)
Ernesto, I need to talk to Gwen alone.
If it's about last night, he knows.
Knows what?
Why do you think he's here?
He came to help us investigate.
Wait, you told him about your dreams?
Hmm. Yeah, Finn, I know about her dreams.
And about the calls that you get.
-Gwen. -We can trust him.
Okay, but it wasn't yours to tell.
Okay, I haven't told anyone.
Because you don't have any friends.
I... I have friends.
Name one.
One you've brought home to hang out.
One you've even mentioned in a conversation at all.
Gwen, it wasn't yours to tell.
I have to tell somebody, Finn.
You never want to hear about my dreams.
-That's not true. -See this?
This happened last night in my dream.
One of the kids grabbed me.
In... in your dream?
-Gwen, this is bad. -MANDO: Morning, campers!
Another glorious God-given day here at Camp Alpine Lake.
Breakfast in the mess hall.
Come get some grub!
(speaking Spanish)
News reports say this is the worst blizzard since '46.
Denver is shut down.
Best-case scenario is two days, maybe three.
-It could be longer. -(footsteps approaching)
You've met my niece Mustang.
She works the stables and in the kitchen with me.
Mustang? Like the car?
Like the horse.
Uh, how many other people are here?
Just Kenneth and Barbara, who run the offices.
Rest of the support staff got out
before they closed the roads.
So, how did everyone sleep?
-ERNESTO: Fine. -FINN: Fine.
I noticed you slept with the boys.
I can lose my camp license for that. Don't do it again.
Now, for the $64,000 question:
Why are you guys here?
To be camp CITs.
(chuckles) No, I...
(clicks tongue) I get that. (stammers)
I mean, none of you ever attended here as campers,
and none of you listed churches on your applications,
so that means you didn't get one of our flyers.
So, why are you here?
Huh? (speaks Spanish)
(speaks Spanish)
(chuckles)
Our mom went here.
Oh. Camper or counselor?
Counselor. Her name was Hope Adler.
"Was"?
She died seven years ago.
Mm. I'm sorry.
Do you remember her?
A lot of kids come through here.
(mutters)
Do you know her camp name?
Support staff and counselors, they get camp names.
It's easier for the campers to remember who's who.
Starlight.
You're Starlight's kids?
You do remember her.
Very well.
Sh-She was a true light, that one.
Um, I-I'm sorry you lost her.
May I ask how she passed?
She killed herself.
(sighs) I-I... I'm so sorry.
Look, I...
I-I'm just glad you guys found us.
After you eat, you should call your families
and let 'em know you're okay.
There's a phone in the camp offices.
Wait, what about the outside pay phone?
(scoffs) That thing's deader than disco.
Hasn't worked in over a decade.
(door opens and closes)
That dead pay phone rang last night.
Did you answer it?
Yeah.
I'm pretty sure it was him.
Him?
Like, "him" him?
Oh, my God.
What'd he say?
-(phone ringing in distance) -(stammering): What'd he want?
-What? -GWEN: It's ringing again?
FINN: Go call Dad. I'll meet you when I'm done.
(ringing continues)
(static droning over phone)
You got something to say?
Then say it.
BOY (over phone, staticky): It's cold here.
Who is this?
I don't remember.
What happened to you?
BOY 2: We don't know.
You don't remember anything?
BOY 1: There's three of us.
Okay. Where are you?
BOY 1: It's cold here.
It's cold where?
BOY 3: And it's dark here.
Tell me where you are.
BOY 3: We don't know.
My name is Finn.
BOY 2: Help us, Finn.
You have to try to remember something.
How did you die?
BOY 2: We don't remember.
We're scared, Finn.
I understand.
-Okay, what do you... -We're not supposed to be here.
What do you mean?
BOY 2: This isn't where we belong.
We weren't supposed to be here.
Something bad happened to you?
Help us. Please help us.
FINN: Tell me.
Tell me how I can help.
BOY 1: Find us, Finn. Please, Finn.
-Help us! Please come find us! -Come find us!
You have to come find us!
-We don't want to be here! -(boys all shouting at once)
(shouting stops)
♪ ♪
(over TV): ♪ Time to put aside... ♪
TERRENCE (chuckles): Yeah, we're snowed in here, as well.
You guys just hold tight.
I'm sure they'll have you out of there in no time.
Love you, kid.
Bye.
(over TV): ♪ Head for Busch Beer ♪
♪ Head for the mountains. ♪
REPORTER (over TV): Welcome back to KMGH News.
The blizzard brought the entire area to a standstill
as heavy winds and drifts made all the roads impassable.
-(rotary telephone dialing) -So much so that police
in several cities issued curfews
against the vehicles being on the road.
And the restrictions still stand
to those who violate the order...
Yeah, Jake, hey.
Listen, I need to call in that favor.
Has the company fleet finished plowing the property?
(Ernesto speaking Spanish)
GWEN: Excuse me.
Do you have any literature on the history of Alpine Lake?
Uh, we have a brochure.
Damn. Nothing more in-depth?
No, there is no published history of Camp Alpine Lake.
We are a youth camp, not a historical society.
Barbara, these are guests.
BARBARA: No, Kenneth,
this is the young lady who decided
to sneak into the boys' cabin last night.
So, what exactly can we help you with, sweetie?
Look, we just want to know about some kids
that may have been killed here in the past.
You don't need to hear anything about that.
We don't?
You don't.
Philippians 4:8 tells us
to think on things that are lovely.
Philippians 4:8 also says to think on things
that are true, just and honest, right, Barb?
Barbara.
(stammering): We don't know the specifics.
This is not some haunted tour or ghost camp.
This is a Christian organization.
We don't discuss those kinds of things here.
But some fucked-up shit did happen here, right?
Have you always had such a filthy, vulgar mouth?
Have you always been such a sanctimonious twat?
Hey, hey, I-I think you two should leave now.
Let's go.
I'll pray for you.
(owl hooting)
(phone ringing in distance)
(static crackling)
(inhales sharply)
Hello?
BOY 1 (over phone): Who is this?
Hope.
Uh, Hope Adler.
Who is this?
I can't see you.
Where are you?
Alpine Lake.
It's a youth camp in the mountains.
It's so dark.
How did you find me?
I had these dreams.
Seven numbers.
No area code, so this call is local.
You're here in Colorado, right?
Where were the numbers?
The numbers were carved in ice.
The ice of a lake?
Yes. Yes!
BOY 1: It's so hard to remember things here.
It's so cold and dark.
HOPE: Who is this?
Who are you?
BOY 1: We don't remember.
HOPE: Hello?
Hello? Can you hear me?
(static droning over phone)
-(high-pitched tone over phone) -(yelps)
BOY 1: We're not supposed to be here.
♪ ♪
(muffled banging)
(loud banging)
-(wind howling) -(door continues banging)
(phone ringing)
(ringing continues in distance)
Ernesto!
Wake up!
(audio muffled)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing)
ERNESTO: You don't have to answer it, man.
FINN: Yes, I do.
You have one job: look after my sister.
I promise.
(phone continues ringing)
♪ ♪
(phone continues ringing)
(ringing stops)
THE GRABBER (over phone): Hello, Finney.
What do you want?
It took me a long time, but now I remember.
You're dead.
Oh, Finney.
You of all people know
that "dead" is just a word.
Tell me why you're here.
Why do you think I'm here?
'Cause you knew we'd be trapped.
ERNESTO: Gwen?
Gwen! Gwen!
-(wind howling) -(door creaks, bangs shut)
♪ ♪
THE GRABBER: Did you think that our story was over, Finney?
Did you really believe you could do what you did to me
and that would be the end of it?
I'm not afraid of you.
And why should you be?
You killed me.
-You won. -(Finn breathing heavily)
Tell me what you want.
What I have always wanted with you.
What?
You want to scare me?
You know as well as I do
that fear is just the warm-up.
Gwen!
-Gwen! -Hey!
-(Ernesto gasps) -Hey! What are you doing?
It's 3:00 in the morning.
G-Gwen isn't in her dorm.
I don't know where she is.
♪ ♪
(flames rumbling)
(loud clattering)
(clattering in distance)
THE GRABBER: Have you guessed what it is yet?
What it is that I want from you?
THE GRABBER: "Want" isn't even the right word.
It's more of an insatiable need.
So, have you got it yet?
No?
Fine. I'll just tell you, Finney.
What I want is this.
I want to hurt you
in ways that you can't even imagine.
You will pay for what you did to me.
You made me kill my brother,
the person on earth that I loved the most!
And then you killed me!
So now I am going to destroy you, Finney...
...by destroying the thing you love most.
Vengeance is mine.
(The Grabber breathing heavily)
(The Grabber chuckling)
(yelping)
(screams, gasps)
(The Grabber straining)
(both straining)
(choking)
-(growls) -(Gwen gasping, choking)
(door opens)
(choking, gasping)
(all screaming)
(Gwen screaming over phone)
Gwen! Gwen!
(choking)
-(screams) -ERNESTO: Gwen!
(Barbara gasping)
(screaming)
(Ernesto grunting)
Help me!
(grunts)
(whimpering)
(grunting)
(Gwen continues screaming)
(both grunting)
♪ ♪
Hey. Hey. Hey, Gwen.
Gwen, wake up. Gwen, wake up.
(muffled): Gwen, are you awake?
(louder): Gwen, are you awake?
(softly): Hey.
(clearly): You awake?
You got the devil in you, child.
(footsteps pacing)
(sighs)
I've been on this earth a lot of years.
Seen a lot of things I can't explain.
But I've never heard of anyone who got dreams
like the ones you describe.
Where do you think they come from?
She's possessed.
My God, Mando, isn't it obvious?
I'm not possessed, you judgmental cunt wagon.
(Mustang laughing)
You think this is funny, Mustang?
You getting your horns clipped?
Yeah, I do.
Why don't you mind your own business?
Why don't you stop acting like
this is the first creepy shit you've seen up here?
Stop it.
Every single one of us
has seen or heard things around here.
-You especially, Barb. -Barbara.
Shut up, both of you.
Gwen, your dreams,
are you saying they tell you the future?
GWEN: Sometimes.
Other times, it's the dead showing me things from the past.
What kind of things?
Like the smallest missing boy.
Felix?
He was running for his life, wearing a yellow down parka.
A-And the tallest kid, he wore a white parka.
Spike.
And scratched letters into the ice above him: "WBH."
I think his head was cut in half on the tree stump in the woods.
BARBARA: Lord in heaven.
The third boy wore a denim jacket.
He was all burnt up,
like he'd been cooked inside an oven.
-How'd you know that? -KENNETH: Mando.
No. (stammers)
Gwen, ignore everyone else in the room.
It's just you and me right now.
The boy who was burnt up, how did you hear about that?
I just told you.
He came to me in my dream.
He wants me to find him.
-They all do. -(groans)
They can't rest until they're found.
-Whoa. You okay there, Mando? -Mando?
(sighs heavily)
Burnt pieces of Calvin O'Keefe's denim jacket
were found by police.
Only they had that detail.
The police, the former camp owner and me.
BARBARA: What about what we saw in the kitchen?
That was no dream.
Have you heard of The Grabber?
MANDO: Yeah. Who hasn't?
He killed a bunch of kids, and then...
got killed when one escaped.
Yeah, h-his name was Finney something.
Finney Blake.
Finn Blake?
Holy shit.
Gwen, when did all this start?
Weeks ago, when my mom called me from this camp in a dream.
She wanted me to come here.
Wh-What does this have to do with The Grabber?
It wasn't the devil attacking me in the kitchen.
It was him.
I could see him. He's here.
This is from the last year of camp before we closed down.
I-I was just the camp cook back then.
There's me, and there's your mom.
After Harlan, the owner, closed this place,
I kept coming up here anyway,
hiking the area, looking for those kids.
Then, when Harlan passed, I bought this place
in an estate sale for a song and reopened it.
I promised their parents I wouldn't stop looking
until I found them.
So, every day, weather permitting,
I'm still out walking the trails,
digging up every mound of dirt.
Not a single morning goes by that I don't pray for help
to find those boys.
I didn't know it was you he'd send.
But now that you're here, I'm not gonna pass up a chance
to put those kids to rest once and for all,
for-for-for them, for their families and for me.
No fucking way.
What is it with this family?
It's him. It's The Grabber.
-MANDO: Are you sure? -FINN: I know him,
and I know his face.
That's Bill.
Wild Bill.
He worked maintenance.
(stammering): We called him Wild Bill
because he wore this brown leather tool belt
loose around his waist like a gunslinger,
and he got long, wavy hair like Wild Bill Hickok.
Wild Bill Hickok.
"WBH."
This is where he started.
These boys were his first kills.
And Wild Bill became The Grabber.
Mando, when did weird things start happening around here?
Mm, not until a few years ago.
1978?
Sounds about right.
That's the year I killed him.
And his spirit was set free to come back here.
Okay, but why would he do that?
Maybe his spirit draws power from the fear of his victims
because their spirits are not at rest.
How do we find these boys?
Their bodies are underwater, in a frozen lake, I think.
But didn't the police search the local lakes?
No. Why would they?
The lakes were frozen over when the boys went missing.
Lake Maru is where we take campers ice fishing,
so we store our equipment there.
(stammering)
Wild Bill used it for the kids' hockey games.
He was a good skater.
That's the only lake where he would have the tools
to make a hole in the ice and...
dump the bodies.
Okay, so i-if we find Felix, Cal and Spike,
allow them to rest, as you say,
that would get rid of The Grabber's power?
I think so. Yeah.
Okay, then.
At dawn, we head to Lake Maru and look for those boys.
(staticky, warbling tone over radio)
(tone stops)
(sighs, chuckles)
Very funny, Mustang.
(radio clicks on, static crackling)
THE GRABBER (over radio): Look what you made me do.
You made me kill my brother.
♪ ♪
I know you're out there, Bill.
You can't have those boys forever.
THE GRABBER: My name's not Bill.
Wild Bill, Grabber.
Evil is evil.
(rummaging through drawers)
(Mando taking slow, deep breaths)
(loud thud)
THE GRABBER (over radio): I want
to hurt you.
We are gonna get those boys back, Bill.
My name's not Bill!
(loud thud)
(radio clicks off)
(sighs)
The devil's lettuce is not allowed
in Camp Alpine property.
FINN: So fire me.
(Mando chuckles)
(Mando sighs)
You've really been through it, haven't you, kid?
There's... there's a certain look in a young man's eye.
Kind of, um, quiet fury,
kind of...
deep rage when he's seen too much or done too much.
Get in many fights, Finn?
So?
So, here's what I know.
Behind that kind of anger is fear.
I'm not afraid of anything.
I know one thing you're afraid of.
Yeah? What's that?
That you can't protect your sister.
When I was on the streets,
I chose the wrong path.
Instead of facing my fears, I chose anger.
You're doing the same. I can see it.
Finn, son... (stammers) this is what I do for a living.
I meet half a dozen kids like you every year.
Kids who are told this is who they have to be.
You are stronger than you think.
You were strong enough to kill The Grabber,
and you are strong enough to let what happened with him go.
♪ ♪
I don't know how to do that.
You got to...
face your feelings.
You can't just hold them in and numb it all out.
You got to face it, and then you can let it go.
He wants to kill Gwen, to hurt me.
Oh, we're not gonna let that happen.
I'm taking this with me. (sighs)
-Come on, man. I need that. -(groans)
I'm doing you a favor. This ain't even good shit.
We head to the lake in an hour, at sunup.
-Be ready. -(sighs)
♪ ♪
Me and Ernesto are gonna take shifts watching you, so...
if you have another nightmare, we'll wake you.
What if you can't?
Then fight back.
I mean, it's your dream, isn't it?
He makes it more than that.
What about those books you read about dreaming?
You know, there's got to be something you can try.
He's too strong.
(sighs softly)
I thought that once, too.
She's out. (sighs)
ERNESTO: Can I ask you a question?
Did you really talk to my brother down in that basement?
(sighs)
Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
Wh-What'd he say?
He said that your dad didn't come back from Vietnam
because he couldn't leave his buddies behind.
And that he wasn't gonna leave me behind.
Yeah?
Yeah, that... that was Robin all right.
Do you think he's still here?
I-I don't really know what's on the other side,
but there's something.
And I hope it's good.
And I hope he's there.
But if he isn't,
it's not me he's here looking after.
Wake me in four hours.
(static crackling)
♪ ♪
(The Grabber groans, laughs)
(cackling)
(gasps)
(breathing heavily)
Wild Bill.
Nope, nope, no, no.
Y-You're staying in bed tonight.
(static crackling softly)
♪ ♪
(voice muted)
♪ ♪
THE GRABBER: You look like your mother.
Why is she in here?
THE GRABBER: A kindness, really.
To you, I mean. A kindness to you.
A kindness?
THE GRABBER: It's what I can manage.
My mom dreamed about Billy Showalter,
the paperboy.
He was the first kid taken in our area.
She figured out you took him, didn't she?
THE GRABBER: Isn't that obvious?
The kindness here
is me showing you the truth
before I do what I have to do.
♪ ♪
(gasping)
Abandon all hope,
ye who enter here.
(Gwen gasping, whimpering)
(voice shaking): She didn't kill herself.
You killed her!
TERRENCE (whimpering): No. No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no.
(sobbing): No!
What did you do? What did you do?
What have I done? What have...
No, no!
THE GRABBER: This is different than a dream.
I conjured this from my hate
and from whatever memories hell let me keep.
Hell is different than you think.
They take the best parts of you, the human parts,
and leave only the worst bits, only the sins.
I am a bottomless pit of sin.
(breath trembling)
What do you think happens when you die in this realm?
I'd wake up.
Maybe.
Or perhaps...
you just die.
It's time to find out.
(panting rapidly)
♪ ♪
(phone ringing)
Hello?
FELIX (over phone): You have to hide.
(static droning over phone)
(panting rapidly)
♪ ♪
(banging)
(whimpering)
(screams)
Gwen! Gwen!
Wake up!
Gwen!
Gwen, wake up!
Finn! Mustang!
FINN: Gwen.
MUSTANG: What's wrong with her?
FINN: Gwen. Gwen!
(yells)
(breathing heavily)
MUSTANG (in distance): Gwen!
ERNESTO (in distance): Gwen!
-Gwen, wake up! -MUSTANG: Gwen!
(static crackling)
♪ ♪
(grunts)
-Gwen? Gwen, wake up. -ERNESTO: Gwen!
-MUSTANG: Gwen, wake up. -Gwen!
-ERNESTO: Gwen, wake up. -Gwen, wake up!
-(phone ringing) -(gasps)
FINN (in distance): Gwen, wake up!
-ERNESTO: Gwen, wake up! -MUSTANG: Gwen!
FINN: Gwen, wake up!
(phone continues ringing)
-MUSTANG: Hey! -ERNESTO: Gwen!
(phone continues ringing)
THE GRABBER (over phone): Ah, naughty girl, Gwen.
Fuck you with a dinosaur dick.
Oh, salty tongue for a girl so young.
(grunts)
What are you doing?
THE GRABBER (over phone): If someone tries to take
what power I do have away from me,
I have every right to defend myself.
(axe thudding on ice)
Mando.
(door closing)
THE GRABBER: Tell the boys I miss them.
-(grunts) -(ice crackling)
Mando!
FINN: Gwen, wake up!
-(yelps) -(Mustang grunts)
(muffled grunting)
(grunting, panting rapidly)
(screams)
(gasping, choking)
-ERNESTO: Gwen! -FINN: Gwen!
(choking)
(The Grabber grunts)
(Gwen gasping)
(grunts)
-Gwen! -Keep pressure on it.
Got it.
All right, help me flip her over.
Gwen.
FINN (over phone): Gwen, wake up. Gwen?
-ERNESTO: Gwen? -FINN: Okay.
ERNESTO: Gwen, can you hear us?
MUSTANG: Gwen, wake up.
-Gwen, wake up! -Hey, keep pressure on the wound.
-Got it. -Gwen? Gwen, can you hear me?
-Is she breathing? -Gwen, come on.
-You've got to wake up, Gwen. -Come on. We need help.
Gwen, Gwen, if you can hear me, you have to fight back!
Gwen, fight back!
(groaning)
You didn't bring me here.
I brought myself.
I chose to come here, and I can leave when I want.
I understand now.
In a dream, I have power, too.
THE GRABBER: So?
(both grunting)
What are you doing?
Isn't it obvious?
I'm fighting back, you grievous, festering ass wound.
(yelps)
See you later, Wild Bill.
(static crackling)
(gasps)
Mando.
-MUSTANG: Mando! -(all panting)
(all grunting)
ERNESTO: Is he dead?
(heavy, shaky breathing)
I found... I found Felix.
I found him. I found Felix.
Mustang?
-What time is it? -About 4:30.
What's happened? Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Mando fell through the ice on Lake Maru.
Oh, no.
He's okay, but he found one of the missing boys in the water.
We're all gonna start looking for the other two at dawn.
We need your help.
Not with that demon child out there.
Her name is Gwen,
and she is the reason we got to Mando in time.
That demon child, she saved his life.
-I-I don't know, Mustang. We... -You know what?
You want to be all yellow-bellied and barn-sour,
lock yourself in this room until it's safe,
you go right ahead.
But that ain't no kind of true Christian behavior.
Sun's up at 7:00.
♪ ♪
FINN: Gwen!
There you are. You okay?
(vehicle approaching)
-(Terrence laughs) -Dad?
Hey, kids.
What are you doing here?
Heard you were snowed in, so I called in a favor.
FINN: Oh, thank God.
We can finally get you the hell out of here.
We have to stay.
-FINN: What? -TERRENCE: What?
GWEN: We have to stay.
Wh-What's going on?
Our work here isn't done.
He's after her, Dad.
He's... Who-who's "he?"
Him.
(sighs)
(mutters): I don't know...
Gwen, um...
-Is this more dream stuff? -FINN: Dad, don't.
Okay, we're getting out of here.
-Come on. Let's go. -I'll get my stuff.
I'm not going anywhere.
Gwen.
He's going to kill you.
Okay, and I can't stop him.
But we have a chance.
A chance to protect you, to keep you safe.
You're gonna take care of me, Finn?
You can't even take care of yourself.
You are just like fucking Dad, putting your head in the sand
and numbing yourself into oblivion.
Whoa.
(chuckling): Where did that come from?
You've seen what he's been doing.
You're just ignoring it,
pretending you don't smell it on him, in his room,
-in the backyard. -Narc.
You can't narc about
what everyone already knows, dingus.
You're just smoking your fucking life away to pretend
-none of this happened. -Shut up.
Well, it happened, Finn.
-Shut up. -And it happened to those kids.
-Shut up. -And it's happening now.
And you two just want to run and hide like you always do.
-Shut up. -Bottle, joint.
-Same fucking Friday night. -Shut up!
-Anything to stop the pain. -Shut up!
Anything to feel for a few hours like what happened to you
down in that basement wasn't real!
Shut up!
All right, you don't think I don't know it was real?
You think I don't fucking know it was real?
It's all I ever think about.
All right, you don't...
you don't know what it was like down there.
Nobody fucking knows.
All right, I was...
(sobbing): I was so fucking scared.
(groans)
God, I don't want to be angry anymore.
(continues sobbing)
I don't want to be afraid anymore.
Hey.
You're the bravest person I know.
(breathing heavily)
Okay.
Gwen, look at me, please. I know you want to stay.
I know, but if you really are in danger here,
we need to leave right now.
-No. -(sighs)
Sweetheart, I'm sorry, but I'm not asking.
What are you gonna do, Dad? You gonna beat me?
Take off your belt and whip me into the truck?
Don't, don't...
Go ahead and try. See if it works.
Your mother, right there. There's your mother.
You're just like your mother.
Stubborn! You're so stubborn right to the end,
even in the face of reality.
The end? The end?
Let me tell you about the end, Dad.
Mom didn't kill herself.
Okay. That's it.
Let's all get in the goddamn truck.
No, no, wait, Gwen.
What are you talking about?
Mom's dreams.
She was dreaming about a missing kid, wasn't she?
Talking about camp before she died.
That's why you remembered the camp.
Yeah, but... Yeah, so? So?
She found him long before he took Finn,
and he saw her, and he came to our house.
No.
Holy shit.
He showed me that he killed her.
Dad, what was the first thing you said when you saw Mom?
What?
You asked her,
"What did you do? What did you do?"
And you blamed yourself.
-You said, "What have I done?" -(breathing heavily)
We were asleep when it happened, when you found her.
How else could I know what you said?
It wasn't your fault, Dad.
Oh, my God.
GWEN: And it wasn't hers.
Oh, my God.
The man who took Finn took her away from us
because she was onto him.
Because her dreams weren't just dreams.
And neither are mine.
♪ ♪
MANDO: All right, pass me the cable.
GWEN: Hey, Jesus.
I'm not doing so well.
I need help.
Some real fucking help.
We got to find those other two boys
to take away his power.
I'm scared he's gonna kill me.
For real this time.
Please don't let that happen.
Get us out of here alive.
Don't let him win.
(sighs)
We're pretty much out of light.
Maybe Spike and Cal are down too deep.
I was thinking the same thing.
We should've seen 'em by now.
(conversation continues quietly in distance)
♪ ♪
Hey, whoa, girl.
You've done enough for today.
(static crackles)
MUSTANG (muffled): Oh, no, Gwen.
Gwen!
Gwen, wake up.
Need some help!
(panting)
Hey, Gwen.
Gwen, wake up.
Sh-She accidentally fell asleep.
Accidentally, my ass.
♪ ♪
(yells)
(Kenneth continues yelling)
He's here.
(yelling continues)
(Barbara whimpering)
♪ ♪
-(whooshing) -(both groan)
MUSTANG: Oh, my God. Ken, Barbara!
FINN: He's still here. Keep looking.
MANDO: Where is he? Where did he go?
ERNESTO: The ice is breaking!
The cable!
(breathing heavily)
(scraping on ice)
Finn!
Whoa! (groans)
How the tables have turned.
-(choking) -(The Grabber grunts aggressively)
Ernesto, get her out of here.
THE GRABBER: I remember the feeling.
Breathless, scared,
the whole of the world starting to fade away.
ERNESTO: I've got Gwen. Watch out. I'm coming through.
-MANDO: You all right? -MUSTANG: Here. Here.
-MUSTANG: You got him? -Yeah. I got him.
(grunting)
(grunting, panting)
(straining)
(static crackling)
"O grave, where is thy victory?
O death, where is thy sting?"
THE GRABBER: Scripture?
God's not here.
You're alone.
No.
I brought friends.
(gruff, heavy breathing)
♪ ♪
(both grunt)
The boys are found.
You're powerless.
(The Grabber breathing heavily)
(pained squealing)
(grunting, panting frantically)
Oh, you're so fucked.
Hell isn't flames, Bill.
It's ice.
(grunting fiercely)
You don't scare me.
-(Gwen grunting) -(pained squealing)
(splashing)
(panting)
♪ ♪
(burbling)
♪ ♪
(ice crackling)
Hey.
You okay?
♪ ♪
FINN: You did good, Dad.
GWEN: It's over.
He's gone.
FINN: Where'd he go?
GWEN: The boys took him back to where he belongs.
Hi. This is Armando Reyes from Alpine Lake.
Yeah.
Good, good. Yeah.
I know it's-it's been a minute.
The reason why I'm calling is
I have some news about Calvin.
Yes.
Yeah, we finally found him.
(phone ringing)
What?
You can't hear that?
-Uh-uh. -The phone is ringing.
(ringing continues)
Must be for you, then.
(ringing continues)
(static crackling)
(voice shaking): Hello?
HOPE (over phone): Hi, sweetie.
♪ ♪
-Mom? -Mm-hmm. Yeah, baby.
I don't have much time, but it's me.
(sniffles, breathes shakily)
Where are you?
You know where.
It's beautiful here.
(crying)
-It is? -Mm.
Yeah, so beautiful.
Just like you.
(sniffles)
I... I miss you, Mom.
Oh. I miss you, too, sweetie.
But you did so well.
You saved those boys.
-I didn't save anyone. -Yes, you did.
You set them free.
They're here where they belong now.
Wait.
I have to ask you something.
Ask me anything.
Will I always be this cursed?
Oh.
It's not a curse, baby.
It was never a curse.
I have to go.
Tell your brother I love him
-and that Robin says hi. -(sobbing)
(static droning over phone)
(static stops)
♪ ♪
(voice muted)
♪ ♪
TERRENCE: Kids!
Time to go.
Get a move on.
TERRENCE: So, what do you think of that Ernesto boy?
(engine starts)
FINN: She could do a lot worse.
-TERRENCE: How about you? -FINN: No, Dad...
TERRENCE: That Mustang girl seemed pretty cute to me.
FINN: Ah. Dad, please just... just drive.
TERRENCE: Just saying.
FINN: Eyes on the road.
TERRENCE: All right, I'm just saying.
♪ ♪
(singer laughing)
("You Don't Scare Me" by 77s playing)
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ If I'm walking in the dark ♪
♪ Dark, dark, dark, dark, dark ♪
♪ You don't scare me ♪
♪ Killer chasing me through the park ♪
♪ Park, park, park, park ♪
♪ You don't scare me ♪
♪ I could ride ♪
♪ On a plane ♪
♪ Losing all ♪
♪ Its engines ♪
♪ Heading straight ♪
♪ Down the drain ♪
♪ I don't care ♪
♪ 'Cause I know ♪
♪ No, you don't ♪
♪ You don't scare me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Go for a drive and hit a rock ♪
♪ Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock ♪
♪ You don't scare me ♪
♪ Lightning bolt give me a lethal shock ♪
♪ Shock, shock, shock, shock, shock ♪
♪ You don't scare me ♪
♪ I could fall ♪
♪ Down the stairs ♪
♪ Or get stabbed ♪
♪ At the fair ♪
♪ Swallow meat ♪
♪ That's too rare ♪
♪ I won't fear ♪
♪ 'Cause I know ♪
♪ No, you don't ♪
♪ You don't scare ♪
♪ Why should I go the wrong way ♪
♪ Down a one-way street ♪
♪ Against the light ♪
(siren wailing)
♪ Against the heat ♪
♪ When in one moment you could turn my up-to-date ♪
♪ To obsolete? ♪
♪ And you're indiscreet ♪
♪ And you don't repeat ♪
♪ And you're beat ♪
♪ Beat, beat ♪
♪ You're so beat ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Though I walk ♪
♪ Through the valley ♪
♪ Of your shadow ♪
♪ So near ♪
♪ I will fear ♪
♪ No man ♪
♪ I will fear ♪
♪ No woman ♪
♪ I will fear ♪
♪ No pain ♪
♪ I will fear ♪
♪ No thing ♪
♪ 'Cause I know ♪
♪ No, you don't scare me ♪
♪ Me, me, me ♪
♪ Huh ♪
♪ Uh-huh ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ No ♪
♪ Yeah, uh-huh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I'm gonna show you a mystery ♪
♪ You'll be swallowed in victory ♪
♪ Where's your stinger? ♪
♪ Yeah, where's your sting? ♪
(song fades)