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had to move this guy from the north end.

He had like twenty guitars that all...

- Oh, man.

- Jesus!

You alright, Mr. McKinley?

Oh, f***!

Help me, please. My dog...

Don! Don! Come over here, Don!

Get over here now!

No. Yeah, I'm up here right now.

It happened some time last night.

Well, I'm at least an hour

out of the city so...

Look, I'll call you

as soon as I leave here, okay?

Alright. Thank you.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Was that work?

- Yeah.

I'm catching hell

from missing this meeting.

Will, did you seriously leave

your father alone in the new house

without a working phone?

Honey, what were you thinking?

I wasn't, okay? I've been

a little scattered... recently,

and besides, I thought that the movers

took care of that sort of thing.

You know, he was sitting at home

by himself until someone found him.

How is he now?

- You know what? I don't know.

- What do you mean?

Well, his "okay" and his "not okay,"

they look exactly the same.

Mr. McKinley.

Do you have any idea

what attacked you and Shadow?

No. Whatever it was, it was big.

- Like a mountain lion? Or a bear?

- More like a dog.

- You're sure?

- Yeah. I could smell it.

- You've been in Crescent Bay a while?

- No. It's our first night.

Mr. McKinley, we get phone calls

once a month about Crescent Bay.

The police ask us what could do

something like this.

It's actually a very common thing.

Once a month?

This has happened before?

It's a secluded community.

Town basically ends there.

And the woods begin.

Sometimes I'm surprised

it doesn't happen more often.

It's a terrible location.

Even with the gates.

What do you think, Doc?

Does it look like a dog

did this to Shadow?

In passing.

Are you kidding me?

The whole point that we came out here was

so that they were going to take the dog.

We can't take that in my car.

It's a company car.

- He was supposed to leave the dog here.

- Okay. Stop that, Will.

Hi, Ambrose, I came straight from work.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Anne, which car are we taking?

Are we taking you

to take a new guide dog?

No. I'm taking Shadow home.

Dad... seriously?

Yeah. I can take care of myself.

Now, which car are we taking?

- Speed limit's twenty...

- I know it's twenty-five. I got it.

Fine.

There's a lot of cops here.

Let me get you inside. I'll come back

and figure out what's going on.

I want to see the cops.

No. Let me get you

in the house first. Please, Dad.

Just take care of the dog.

I'll see you in a minute.

Please, Mrs. Kaye.

You really don't

want to go in there, Mrs. Kaye.

Let us take you down to the station

and finish your report there.

Oh, for God's sake! How long

does it take you people to do your job?

I just want to get this over with

and move on with my life, okay?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Are you alright, sir?

Yeah. I was attacked last night.

- Are you Mr. McKinley?

- Yeah.

Excuse me for one second. Excuse me.

Miss?

- Yeah?

- Is Delores your mother?

She was. Yes.

Well, I'm sorry.

She seemed like a nice lady.

Thank you.

God, this place.

I should have taken her out of here

the moment I heard the stories, but...

there were so few options and I swear

I never thought she'd... I'm sorry.

You know the woman

who used to live here?

I only met her once.

You guys need a statement from me?

No, there's no need.

It's just an animal attack.

You got any leads?

Suspect may have sharp teeth.

Hey. Hey.

Sir, attacks like these happen all the time

around wooded areas like this.

The problem is the elderly

can't defend themselves.

So we suggest during the day

you don't walk by the perimeter

of the woods if you're alone.

And at night, please, stay in your house,

keep the doors closed

and the windows closed

until we sort this out. Okay?

- Starting now.

- Gotcha.

- Thanks for the piece of mind, boys!

- You're welcome.

We need another hour at least

to clean up the rest of it.

- Ambrose, I'm so sorry about Shadow.

- Yeah. It is a shame.

It is a shame.

It seems like such a nice place to live.

People don't come

to places like this to live.

They come here to die.

Yeah, well...

Seems like everybody's been

having a crazy couple of days.

Must be the full moon.

Office is filled with a bunch

of nut jobs every time like clockwork.

Hey, pops, have you eaten today?

No.

You've got to eat something.

What is he doing?

Pops, I...

I checked the phone line about

a dozen times. It's working fine now.

We can stay longer if you like.

No, I'm fine.

Nothing's going to happen tonight.

Is it a full moon?

What?

No, the full moon

was last night, Ambrose.

So the next one's in a month.

Yeah, that's pretty much

the way it works, Dad.

One month.

I'll call you tomorrow. Okay, Dad?

Drive safe.

One month.

One month.

I'm only here a week, I got mail?

- Are you Kimberly Carty?

- Do I look like Kimberly Carty?

Not particularly.

- How'd you know I was the mailman?

- I'm not deaf.

You want some chicken?

No, thank you, sir.

Say, what happened here?

- My dog got killed.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

The blood. Where does it lead?

- It goes out to the street.

- Show me.

- Is this it?

- Yeah. 1202 Huntington.

- Gloria and John Baker.

- Good.

I got it from here, thanks. Just point me

in the right direction. Will ya?

- Hey, are you going to be alright?

- Yeah, I'm going to be fine.

Oh, my... Oh, my goodness.

Oh, Ambrose!

What a pleasant surprise! Come in.

Watch your step. Here. Good.

- You're growing vegetables?

- Oh, yes!

I want to apologize for my behavior.

I'm a little stressed with the move.

Oh, yes. Well, sure. Just welcome!

Welcome to our little part

of the world! John and I.

I just gave him a haircut.

My goodness. Why are you carrying

that shovel around?

I've been digging.

You walked all this way.

You must be thirsty.

You know, I just made some sun tea.

I'll go get you a glass.

Thank you.

Stop! Ambrose! Oh! Oh, my god!

You just about turned off

John's machine!

I'm sorry.

I didn't know what it was.

It's alright. I know you

didn't mean it. Let's just go.

- What's wrong with him?

- He's in an iron lung.

Poor f***ing bastard.

I've actually got a lot of things

to do with John today, Ambrose.

Any other day

you would be more than welcome.

- I'm sorry about your husband.

- Oh, well.

Does he ever get out of that thing?

About as often as you blink,

Mr. McKinley.

Yeah. Good luck with your vegetable.

You won't believe what just happened.

Hey! This is private property.

Private property is the reason

we were called out here, Mr. McKinley.

A couple people have called in complaints.

Feeling threatened.

- We're the police, sir.

- Yeah.

- I can smell the donuts.

- This is serious business.

We've had two fatal attacks occur

within five blocks of each other.

- Two?

- Yeah, we discovered another victim.

Cole Evanston.

Lives about three blocks...

North of here.

Listen, sir. We get assigned

to patrol Crescent Bay daily.

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