From Within
Are you sure you want to do this?
There's just one more thing I got to do.
What's that for?
Sean, I'm serious. Stop screwing around.
I don't like guns, okay?
Can you just put it away?
You're not going to like this.
Ever notice your reflection's
better-looking than the real you?
What's that?
Your reflection,
it's the same, but different.
I don't know, it's better-looking.
Lindsay, focus, please, the dress.
I don't got all day.
What do you think?
It's too drab.
You're saying that about all of them.
Because they're all too drab.
Well, you got to choose one.
I can't have you showing up to church
in the same damn thing all the time.
And you're showing too much skin.
Here we are, ladies.
This has Lindsay written all over it.
It just arrived yesterday.
It's supposed to be
the new look or something.
That's a proper young lady, right there.
My daughter Natalie is no better.
You should see what she
does with her clothes.
Hacks off the bottom, cuts off the sleeves,
dyes everything black.
You got to talk to her.
I try.
Come on. Not everyone
can dress the same.
It's not about conformity, Lindsay.
It's about respect for the Lord.
Natalie? Natalie?
Oh, God.
Lock the door, Dad!
Natalie, calm down. Breathe.
Where are you hurt?
It's not my blood. Do you see her?
There's no one out there, Nat.
Whose blood is it, honey?
It's Sean's.
He's...
He's dead.
It's okay. Listen.
He shot himself.
Everything's okay.
Just stay calm. Okay?
I'm going to set you someplace safe.
Trish, watch the door.
That's good.
You're doing real good, real good.
All right.
Honey,
you said the blood belonged to Sean.
Did he...
did he try to...
I got to find somebody who knows...
Natalie.
...what he lived.
Did you see her?
I didn't see anyone.
Shut the window!
Shut it!
Who'd you see?
I don't know.
You see something?
No, but she said that...
She's in shock.
She was right there.
Can you ask my dad to look, please?
Can you please just
ask him to go and look?
She keeps asking about some...
- What did you do?
- Nothing.
Tear it down.
- No! Please!
- Natalie!
Open the door, honey!
Open the door!
Natalie, open the door,
God damn it!
Open the door.
Daddy!
Oh, no, no, no!
No, Natalie! What have you done?
No. Natalie, no.
Please, no.
It'll be all right. Just...
Lindsay.
You okay? Come on, let's go.
Hi, Sheriff.
Sheriff Cooper.
The girl, she killed herself?
Go home, Aidan.
about her or your brother,
we'll call you.
I don't know how she could do it.
She saw her boyfriend kill himself.
It was suicide of passion,
like Romeo and Juliet.
Juliet drank poison,
not stabbed a pair
of scissors into her neck.
She had this book with her.
I don't know, she wouldn't let go of it.
Whatever.
I mean, she's always
been f***ed in that.
You've seen her, dressed in leather
like a dominatrix in training.
There was so much blood.
God, it sucks you had to see it.
No sh*t.
Trish is probably
going to make me feel
like the whole thing was my fault.
Screw that.
She's not your real mom.
Okay, like, that gives you
license to ignore her.
What? Come on, it ain't a sin.
every chance he got.
He didn't live with an alcoholic.
Dylan's downstairs.
Hey.
We missed you at Bible class tonight.
Are you kidding me?
Look, Lindsay, it's times like this
when we need the good Lord the most.
Look, bad... No, I'm good.
Bad things happen,
but you got to believe
some good's going to come out of it.
I guess.
See, you don't have to guess.
It's written.
Trials and tribulations
bring people together.
You always know what to say.
I can't help it.
Son of a pastor.
It's in my blood.
Hold on.
I got a little something for you.
Oh, it's stupid.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
We're closed.
Hello?
...the tragedy that has struck here
in these past few days.
According to many who knew her,
Natalie Wilburn was a normal,
happy 17-year-old.
Yet, on this particular morning,
with no apparent warning signs,
took her own life
here in father's clothing store,
apparently as part of a suicide pact.
A few hours earlier,
she'd watched her friend Sean Spindle
initiate the pact...
You hearing this?
...by killing himself in the early morning.
That kid was one of
Candace Spindle's sons.
So?
...death of his mother, Candace Spindle...
The witch.
...who died tragically
in a fire six months ago.
I'm failing to see the humor.
Come on. Why is she a witch?
Jimmy Grogan drowned.
In a lake by her house.
That doesn't mean she killed him.
Look, the truth was there for all to see.
You saw how Natalie was.
That stuff don't come from nowhere.
And I'll tell you what.
That book she had on her,
I'll bet you that was no Bible.
Mom, what are you trying to say?
I'm saying if you believe in the light,
you got to believe in the dark.
Sh*t, man. It's hotter than you out there.
Hey, mama.
- Hi.
- How you doing, baby?
All right.
All right.
Yeah, I guess you look all right.
All right. Come on, Cinderella.
Shake a leg, huh?
Let's go.
I just got a little hard.
Well, God bless you.
And welcome today.
We are so glad
to have you here today.
Welcome to God's house.
And we know
that God has good things in store
for every one of you today.
We love you.
We believe in you.
And how many of you know
that God loves you?
Yes, he does.
He loves you.
Now, I find that
the more I praise God,
he lifts my burdens
and raises my sprits. Amen.
Amen.
If you cast down your burdens,
and you say to God
that He is bigger
than all the problems in your life,
you will be saved. Amen.
Amen.
But today is a sad day for us.
Death is never a welcome guest.
But there is also a reason to rejoice
because our Lord has made this day.
Almighty God,
who rewards us for believing in him.
Praise our awesome God.
Almighty Father...
we love you,
and we worship you with all our hearts.
We open ourselves to your control
and your infinite wisdom.
And we know
that when life takes a turn
for the unexpected,
it is you taking us on a road of devotion.
Amen.
We sing praise for the Lord, yes
We sing praise for those good times
We sing praise for the joys he brings us
Oh, yeah
What was that?
What it always is.
No, it's always passionate
and to the point.
And you skimmed over what happened
like it was a traffic accident.
I said what needed to be said.
Look, Candace Spindle's
sons came back.
And now, one of our own is dead.
It's a tragedy.
That's it.
Dylan, you watch your tone.
I'm fully aware of what this town needs.
No. What this town needs
is the fire of faith.
And you gave it words
from a prayer card.
Uncle Bernie?
It was a lovely ceremony.
Poor Bernard.
He couldn't even make the service.
Sh*t, man. Can you blame the guy?
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