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families murdered.

They were found

without their tongues.

Posed in family portraits.

Your wife's is the last.

How could you take

these pictures?

No, I have to take pictures.

It's part of my business.

Who would have dug up

the dummy and sent it to me?

I don't know.

No one in this town dares

speak Mary Shaw's name,

let alone go near her grave.

They know she won't stop

killing until the screaming does.

You said she lived out

at that old theater, right?

The one on Lost Lake?

Jamie!

Jamie, please!

Please be careful.

If you go looking for answers,

you just might find them.

That's what I'm counting on.

Morning, Mary.

I'm just going to go

check in on the kids.

Mama! Mama! Mama.

(AMBIENT NOISE DISAPPEARING)

MARION:
What do you want

with him? What is it?

What do you want?

We did what you wanted.

We put you in there with

your family, all together.

Why can't you

just leave us alone?

MARY SHAW:
Why won't you?

I didn't do anything!

Yes, you did. You talked.

I didn't talk! I didn't!

I didn't say anything!

I didn't!

Hey!

Say something.

Why have you gone so quiet?

I'm putting you back where

you belong, once and for all!

- He talked to me!

- Stop it!

He did, he talked to me,

he talked to me.

(SOBBING)

Marion?

Marion, I'm sorry

I yelled at you.

Marion?

You don't have

to hide anymore.

This will all be over soon.

Marion?

Marion?

Marion, now

you come on out now!

(SOBBING)

Ma...

Marion?

Marion, open the door.

Marion! Come on,

no games, Marion!

Open the door!

(AMBIENT NOISE DISAPPEARING)

(SHOUTING)

Marion, open this door,

please! Marion!

BILLY:
Hello, Henry!

Oh, my God.

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING)

You're voice

is mine now, Henry.

Jamie, you're

just in time for dinner.

I'm not hungry.

It's soup.

Delicious, too,

if I must say so myself.

I'll vouch for that.

I didn't come here to eat,

I came to talk

about Mary Shaw.

You lied to me.

No, I didn't.

- Sit down.

- No, I want the truth.

What does Michael Ashen and our

family have to do with Mary Shaw?

Fine.

When he was a boy,

your great-uncle, Michael

Ashen, vanished without a trace.

For our family, there

was only ever one suspect,

Mary Shaw.

So, they dealt

their own justice.

(ALL SHOUTING)

They forced her to scream.

(MARY SHAW SCREAMING)

Then cut out her tongue.

Our family killed her?

Along with others

from Ravens Fair.

But she didn't stay dead.

She came back

and took her revenge.

One by one, each of the men

involved were killed.

Their tongues ripped out.

And then the same thing

happened to their wives.

And then their children.

And their children's children.

All these years you've resented

me for sending you away,

but I did it to distance you

from this curse.

Distance?

Well, it found Lisa!

Lisa's death made me realize

we can't run from our fate.

Spirits have long memories.

She'll come for us in the end.

Now I'm paying

for the sins of my fathers.

Jamie, I'm sorry.

All I ever meant to do was to protect

you, even if it earned your hatred.

I don't know how,

but one way or another,

I'm going to stop this thing.

Please, Son!

Well, hey, there!

I was wondering if you could help

me with a missing person's case.

Wait.

I'm looking for a male, brown

hair, he's around this tall,

sometimes seen

with a hand up his ass.

Actually, his brothers and sisters

have just gone missing, too.

What are you talking about?

Somebody dug them up.

All 100 of them.

What I want to know is

who did it and why.

So do I!

Don't give me some ghost story about

a woman who kills you if you scream,

because nobody in this town

has ever heard of Mary Shaw

or your little fairy tale.

They're lying!

They're afraid!

Afraid of what?

Afraid of ghosts?

Or are they afraid of talking to the cop

who's investigating your wife's murder?

They have no reason

to protect me.

But they believe in Mary Shaw.

That's why they won't answer

your stupid questions.

No, it's you who won't

answer my questions, Jamie.

That's why I'm going to arrest

you for stealing evidence.

Then I'm going to sit

you down, and you will...

What do you want

me to tell you?

Something less perplexing

than a ghost story. Come on.

Jamie, is everything

all right?

It's for you.

They said it was urgent.

Go ahead.

- Hello?

- HENRY ON PHONE: Jamie.

Who is this?

Jamie?

Henry?

(DISTORTED) I can prove it.

Henry, I can't hear you,

you're breaking up.

I can prove it.

I can... you didn't kill her.

There's a way, at the theater.

Meet me at the theater.

It's on Lost Lake.

Yeah, I know where it is.

Now, Jamie.

Henry, wait!

What have you found?

Henry! Henry!

That was Henry Walker

from the funeral home.

He says he can prove

I didn't kill my wife.

Convenient time for

him to call. Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait. I'm going

to meet him at the theater.

That's where I'm going.

No, you're going with me.

Your appointment

with me comes first.

You wanted answers.

I'm giving you answers.

Camp is over. I'm done with

the ghost stories. Let's go.

(WHISPERING) Listen, we're talking

about my wife here. Come on.

(WHISPERING)

Do us both a favor, Jamie.

Don't make me cuff you

in front of your mom.

Jamie!

Jamie. Jamie!

Hey, you don't want

to make me chase you!

Jamie!

I don't have

a full tank of gas!

LIPTON:
Jamie!

Henry?

Jamie!

Hello?

Where are you?

Henry?

I'm in here.

(WHISPERING) Henry?

Henry?

Guess again.

He's here.

Nobody's here. Our boats

were the only two out there.

Listen, I'm telling you

he's here!

And I'm telling you

he is not here!

HENRY:
Yes, he is.

If you say I told you so,

I'll shoot you.

Where the hell are you?

(MARY SHAW HUMMING)

Hang on to this for a second.

Where are you going?

Remember, whatever happens,

don't scream.

Jamie. Jamie?

Jamie?

Jamie!

You follow me.

Yes, sir.

All right, Jamie,

where is he?

You know, if I see

one more of these...

They're all here.

JAMIE:
Yep.

All home.

Someone brought them

back here.

All but one.

What?

What the hell is that?

Is that a doll?

It's not a doll.

It's a boy.

You mean, it was a boy.

- It's me.

- All right, I get it.

I think we just solved a

Who was that?

A long-lost relative.

(AMBIENT NOISE DISAPPEARING)

This is how it starts.

What's going on here, Jamie?

Jamie.

What the...

Mary Shaw?

Mary Shaw?

Clever.

LIPTON:
Who's there?

Show yourself!

Come out!

What do you want?

To silence all those

who silenced me.

Is that why you killed

Michael Ashen?

So hard to construct

the perfect doll.

Sometimes you have

to use existing parts.

"I love you, Mommy.

I love you, Mommy."

MICHAEL:
"I love you.

"I love you, Mommy."

Why Lisa?

Why did you take her from me?

Come closer and I'll tell you.

Don't go back there. Don't.

Come on, come on. Don't go.

Come closer.

I'll whisper it to you.

You weren't the last Ashen.

The last Ashen was inside her.

(LAUGHING)

Don't scream.

The doll!

What the hell's

going on here, Jamie?

What's going on?

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