The Crooked Man

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- Okay.

- Mom!

What did I tell you about

watching this stuff?

It's a sleepover.

What are we supposed to do?

Have a pillow fight?

Okay, I'm gonna go

get ready upstairs.

Pizza is on its way.

Be good.

Oh, have fun, ladies.

Okay, Mia, I'm gonna be

out of your hair in a minute.

Don't worry.

I've got it all under control.

Can you keep it down?

I'm trying to work.

You're writing a love song.

I'm expressing my pain,

not that I'd expect

a 12-year-old girl

to know anything about that.

That's probably the pizza.

Just... keep it down, huh?

Speaking of songs,

have any of you heard of the one

that kills you

after you sing it?

- Oh, come on.

- I saw it online.

Then it has to be real.

No, she's right.

Apparently these boys

down in Milford tried it.

Two of them died,

like full-on tongues

hanging out,

bones shattered, dead.

They make that stuff up

so kids don't believe

- everything they see online.

- Prove it.

- No way.

- What's wrong, olive?

If it's not real,

there's nothing

to be afraid of, right?

You're serious.

What better way to prove it?

Ready?

- You're serious.

- Keep going.

- Boo!

- Not funny!

- You should've seen your faces.

It was totally worth it!

Oh, great.

- We didn't do anything!

- It was not our fault!

I'm late already.

Are you guys gonna be okay?

Don't worry.

We'll take care of it.

Are you sure?

I can check out

the circuit breaker.

Great. Thank you.

All right, I will see you guys

in the morning.

Please be good for Mia.

I love you, kiddo.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Let me go check out

the breakers.

I told you it was

just the breakers!

Alice.

What are you doing up?

I thought I heard something.

Something's up there.

There's no one else here.

Told you.

Come on.

- Give me the light.

- No.

- Give me the light!

- No!

- Give me the light!

- No!

- Mia, wake up.

- What is it?

Come on.

Stay back.

Crooked man was here.

She could have come.

Things hadn't been that great

even before everything happened.

I'm sure she'd love to see you

when you get settled.

Do you ever see the other girls?

No one really sees

Alice all that much.

I heard that Charlotte was

waitressing at the diner,

and the other one, um...

- Violet.

- Yeah.

She was working

at a store in town.

She sure had the judge

convinced.

Crazy little olive.

The girl who killed her friend.

Six years is a long time, Livy.

People move on.

They forget.

Mom didn't.

Welcome home, Olivia.

Crazy Olivia's back

from the loony bin.

It's a small town.

People talk.

Livy!

Whoa, Livy.

You scared me.

Is everything okay, Livy?

It's fine.

Getting settled, huh?

You gonna be okay?

I'm just tired.

Leave it on!

Please?

Good night.

Leave it open.

Just a crack.

Sure, whatever you want.

I thought we'd go to the market,

if you felt up to it.

I don't even know

what you like anymore.

Mom used to make my eggs

soft scrambled.

Well, I'll try.

I am trying.

Thank you.

After breakfast, do you think

you can take me somewhere?

Sure. Anywhere in particular?

I'd love something to read

that's not for 12-year-olds.

Okay.

It's like they've never seen

a pretty girl before.

You're Olivia Shaw.

Noah.

Becky Harris' brother.

Oh, Noah!

Wow. You're a... a cop?

What can I say?

Family business.

How is Becky anyway?

She's down at brown.

She's a freshman.

So what's it like

being back home?

It's a little weird.

And then there's that.

Hey, would you like a selfie

or maybe an autograph?

Murderer.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

You meet a new friend?

Dad, this is Noah.

I went to school

with his sister.

Oh.

- It's nice to meet you, sir.

- Likewise.

Well, listen,

I really have to be going.

But if you need anything or any

help with the local paparazzi,

I'm here.

I will.

It's good to meet you.

Bye, Mr. Shaw.

See? I told you everything

was gonna be fine.

Dad, is that you?

What's going on?

Oh, honey, it's okay, it's okay.

It's all right.

- Good night, Steven.

- Good night.

Hello?

Marilyn?

Someone there?

- Hello?

Too much caffeine.

Shouldn't somebody check it out?

An act of mischief?

It was a threat

against my daughter!

Well, you know what?

Forget it!

What'd they say?

They don't have the time

or the resources

to dedicate

to something like this.

It's okay, dad.

You know what?

I'm gonna go to the garage.

I might have a piece of wood

big enough to cover that glass.

Promise me you'll just

try to calm down.

When you have a daughter,

you'll understand.

Steven, who was 28,

is described by his colleagues

as a hardworking

and thoughtful young attorney.

A lifelong resident

of Eastborough,

many remember Steven as

a bright and ambitious student

who delivered pizzas

while putting himself

through law school.

There is no easy way to describe

the loss of someone like Steven,

someone with such hope

and promise for the future.

A light that shined so brightly,

but could be snuffed out

so easily.

Whatever problems Steven had

in this world,

whatever demons

he may have been facing,

we can find comfort and solace

in the fact that his soul

is now in a better place,

a place where love and peace

are eternal,

where there is no pain

and suffering.

And we know that one day

we shall be reunited with him,

in this glorious heaven.

"I lift up my eyes to the hills.

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the lord,

the maker of heaven

and earth."

In accordance with his wishes,

we now return Steven

to the earth,

which he enjoyed so much.

This must feel familiar for you.

You're gonna start that now?

It would've been her birthday

today, you know that?

No.

She's in a graveyard nearby

if you wanna pay your respects.

I'm sure she'd love

to hear from you.

I didn't do anything to her,

and you know it.

Funny, because there was

only one person

holding the knife

that killed her,

and it wasn't the boogeyman.

Hey, hey, forget it.

They're not worth

the aggravation.

You don't know what it's like.

Maybe not, but my b*tch meter

is pretty reliable.

Anything I can do?

Is swatting Violet an option?

Maybe an anonymous

noise complaint?

Actually, I could use a favor.

Okay.

Can you give me photos

of Steven's body?

Why?

Call it a hunch.

We already know what happened.

You know what the witness said.

My dad would have my badge.

It's important.

I won't say anything to anybody.

I swear.

Hello, Jill.

Let her go!

Let her go!

Mrs. Hutchinson.

The next-door neighbor called

and said she thought

someone was trying

to break into my house.

I'm sorry. I didn't...

I thought the place was empty.

Haven't you done enough already?

I know what you're thinking,

and you have to believe me.

I didn't hurt Jill.

I heard all about the evil ghost

man or whatever you said it was.

I'm here to find the answers.

You may have convinced everybody

else that you're crazy,

but I know exactly what you are.

Hear that?

That is the sound of Karma.

I'd leave before they get here,

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