The Legend of Bloody Mary

So there's nothing I can say?

I guess tomorrow

it'll all begin.

I'm sure everything

will be okay.

Nikki, please.

This game is real.

You don't know that.

Check your mirror.

See if it's cracked.

You don't get it.

Once Mary takes the dare

we're all dead.

So what are you going to do?

Ryan!

Ryan!

Ryan!

Ryan!

Ryan!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy.

Amy?

Ryan.

You'll be mine too.

Ryan!

Ryan, please!

- Amy!

- What?

What?

What happened?

Nothing.

Sorry, it was just a bad dream.

They're called

nightmares, babe.

Thank you for clarifying.

Maybe you should talk

to someone about this.

I'm fine.

Really.

That's like almost

every night this week.

Well, I have good months

and this just isn't one of them.

I don't remember a good one.

What about your

professor friend O'Neal?

Please.

You know what?

I don't need help from O'Neal

or my folks or even you.

You know what? You just can't keep

blaming yourself forever.

# I've been crying out loud

for a fantasy #

# You're lying in my mind

like a water drain #

# You feel so soft

underneath the swell #

# Gonna bring it to me now #

# We just can't tell #

# I can't wait #

# To be with you this time #

# Gonna run to that place #

# Where you take me inside #

# Your heart #

# Inside of you #

# My heart beats faster

when I think of you #

# My blood pumps harder

when it's time to go #

# All the things

that make you feel so good #

# Between the sheets

like lovers should #

# I can't wait #

# To be with you this time #

# Want to run to that place #

# Where we can't be denied #

# I can't wait #

# To be with you this time #

# Get you down

on your knees #

# So you'll take me

deep inside #

# Your heart #

# Inside of you. #

You can tell Terry

this is gonna take awhile.

Well, how long?

A lot more time

than he wants.

Unless it be thy contention

that immaculate conception

hath been visited

upon thee,

Mary Worth,

thou wilt name

thy unborn child's

natal father.

If there be but one among us

wishing to claim paternity

to save this child

of but 16 year

from the gallows,

speaketh now.

If it be thy seed

that hath spawned

this unborn child

speaketh now

and the Lord

shall forgive thee.

The sin of adultery

doth pale

in the blinding light

of heresy.

Thou wilt not then name the fornicator

with whom thou hast lain?

Citizens of Idlewood,

hear ye in this silence

a blasphemous testimony.

There hath been but one

Immaculate Conception

known to man.

To claim otherwise

doth constitute

but sheer heresy.

It is clearly

the devil's child.

Mary Worth,

thou knowest how the court

doth proceed in such matters.

Wilt thou confess then

to lying with the devil?

Wilt thou repent

for thy sins

and save thy soul?

I'm sorry.

It's a little loud on my end.

Who is this?

You don't know me but you know

my boyfriend Ryan Cumane.

Oh yeah, Ryan.

This may sound

a little weird.

Um, he's been having

nightmares.

Nightmares?

Yes.

And?

He... see, he rarely talks

to anyone

and he's been...

he's mentioned

how easy it is

to talk to you.

Look, I'm not

a psychiatrist.

And besides, I know nothing

on sleep disorders.

- He doesn't need a shrink.

- Then what are you looking for?

I thought you

were a priest.

- He needs a priest?

- He needs help.

Look, Rachel, I'm not sure

what I can do.

Besides,

if he needs a confession,

I'm not that type of priest.

Well, what kind

of priest are you?

Busy.

Look, can you at least

just talk to him

and maybe convince him

to see a professional?

Nightmares, huh?

Yes.

I'll meet him at the school's

coffee shop at 3:00.

He'll be there.

Sh*t.

No wonder he's having

nightmares.

I thought she was

going to tell you.

One would think that

would be appropriate

rather than showing up

to a mini intervention.

It's not that at all.

She's just concerned,

wanted us to chat

a little bit.

So who do you have

for American Lit?

Like I said,

I'm not interested.

You still thinking about

Creative Writing?

Really, I appreciate

your concern,

but I've always had

bad dreams.

Always?

You believe

in the devil, right?

Sure.

It's complicated

in today's age, isn't it?

What do you mean?

Faith.

Faith.

Faith has had its issues

throughout the history

of the faithful.

What about your faith, Ryan?

What about witches, Father?

Do they have a place

in reality anymore?

I believe that humans have

made deals with the devil.

Different cultures

have different names...

warlocks, wizards,

magicians, witches.

Just different names

for the same thing...

people who use the dark arts

to conjure evil.

Maybe it's easier

to get the devil

to listen than it is God.

God's always listening.

It's the devil that needs

to be invited.

What if you don't

believe in the devil?

The devil still

believes in you.

In the spring of 2001

I had a sister

who was just getting ready to graduate

high school and I was just going in.

You remember that horrible

storm we had that year?

Yeah, well it was coming down

really hard.

We had those hurricane

warnings all day.

Ryan! Ryan!

Ryan, please open the door.

- Ryan!

- Amy.

Amy.

Amy?

Amy?

Amy, stop screwing around.

Ow.

Amy...

Amy?

You better not be fooling.

Oh my God.

Amy?

Amy, are you in here?

Amy!

Amy!

Christ, I thought

you were dead.

What happened?

She went missing that night.

The next day

she wasn't in her room,

she never showed up

for class.

We never saw her again.

The nightmares started

after that?

Yeah, they started that night.

Ever since,

my eyes have turned blue.

Do you feel somewhat responsible

for your sister's disappearance?

Why, do you think I should?

No.

Well, thanks

for the chat, Father.

I feel better.

But you'll have

to forgive me.

I'm going to end

my psych analysis.

I've got a class

I'll be late for.

Whatever came

of the investigation?

Nothing.

Called the police precinct

every night for a year

and got the same

shitty answer.

"Sorry, kid.

But don't give up hope."

No, you can't.

Well, I did.

So what do we got?

You were right.

Carbon dates the bones

back to late 1680s,

early 1690s.

What about the police?

archeological not criminal.

What about

the construction?

Since it's on church property

we've got as long as we need.

When can we begin digging?

Filed for the permits

this afternoon.

Should be able to begin

marking a grid by tomorrow.

You're amazing, Clair, I don't know

what I would do without you...

I don't know,

what would you do?

You know what this means,

don't you?

What?

The diary.

You're not thinking this is

the missing mass grave, are you?

Yes. He wrote the church

was built upon a grave

to bless the land.

I just don't know

how far you can take

the diary of a man

who wasn't even there.

He wasn't just any person.

He was the governor.

He personally heard

Reverend Whittaker speak of the plague

ravaging the entire town.

Well, if more heads start

popping out of the ground

I'll believe you.

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