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Where have you been?
I haven't seen you all summer.
Academy training? Down-state?
Yeah, this is my first
official week on the job.
- They made you cut your hair, huh?
- Yeah, academy regulation.
- You wanna come in?
- Um... no, it's, uh...
it's just... do you
remember a Valerie Kimble?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, well, uh, have you seen her lately?
Hmm-mm.
She's pretty.
Yeah, well, um, well she's gone missing.
And, uh, it was just before the storm,
so I thought that maybe, since she had to
come by this way on her way home everyday,
that maybe someone had seen her.
Well, you could check up at the trailer park.
Only the new girl left, business has been slow.
Yeah, it's been slow for everybody.
All right, well um, well
I'll go ask her then.
I hope this doesn't come off the wrong way, you know...
I thought that maybe, um...
maybe after everything calmed down... uh, we could, you
know, we could go to a movie or somethin' sometime?
- A movie?
- Yeah.
Or... or a restaurant, we could go eat,
you know, whatever you want to do.
- Ask me again some other time, and we'll see. Okay?
- Yeah, of course.
All right. I will... I will...
I'll see you around? I hope.
Not if I see you first.
That's the boy from school
that you liked, isn't it?
He's okay.
Nice haircut.
I don't know what's keepin' you here, Doc.
What you need is a good long
vacation, someplace warm.
Sh*t, if I was you, I'd retire and stay there.
She can stay here.
- So what do you think?
- Well, it's been floodin' up at the cemetery.
Hell, but Bob, the cemetery is downstream from me,
and you know very well nothing flows upstream.
- How sure are you, Doc?
- I'm not.
We'd have to send it to
Albany, be tested positive.
That's not gonna happen, not with the flood.
What are we gonna do?
I got a state of emergency here,
I can't start an investigation based on a piece
of bone, I'm not even sure that its human.
- I'm not asking that, Bob.
- I know that.
- Come on, Jim, you know what this is.
- What?
- I'm sorry, man.
- Aw, it's all right. You're probably right.
I'm probably clutching at straws.
Believe me, when Kimmy disappeared,
we did everything we could.
She was just gone. It happens.
I wish to God it didn't, but it does.
Yeah...
...and the monster lived
happily ever after.
No, he didn't.
- What?
- The monster's not happy. He's crying.
- What do you mean?
- I heard him in the basement, behind the locked door.
He's in there and he's sad.
You hush now, go to sleep, okay?
Good night.
We lost Mrs. Burnett last night.
Mother is weakening by the hour, and I
fear that she will not last the winter.
Father returned to us this morning
Uncle Burnett continued further east
in hope of reaching the outpost.
He has not returned, and I
believe now that he never will.
Father says all is forgiven in the eyes of the Lord.
Daddy.
What if we were different?
If we weren't like we are?
What?
Come here, honey.
What are we like?
It was God chose us to be this way.
If we don't do as he asks,
we get sick from the poison.
One by one we'd die.
You can't hide a doubtful mind from him, honey.
He knows all, sees all.
You're stronger than you know, girl.
I know, Daddy. One more day.
- I love you so much. I love you so much.
- I love you too.
Oh! Excuse me.
- Hey, Doc.
- Mr. Anders.
What kind of bone
you think that is?
- Where'd you find this?
- In a washed-out creek, behind my house.
Definitely not a deer. My dad would've
known, he was real good with bones.
In my humble opinion,
Well... in that case I take your
word for it, you're a doctor.
Well, I'm here because I went by to see Meeks,
and told him. He just thinks I'm some kind of a nut-case,
and he may be right. But... there's been three people
missing from this town in the last 20 years,
- one of which was my daughter.
- I know, I remember. I was on the search party.
Yeah, I know.
But... if you extend the radius including the towns
within 50 miles, there are 30 people or more missing,
- none of which have been found.
- I'm just a deputy.
Oh, I know, I'm just trying to help out.
I thought, maybe it'd be useful information.
Boy, there are good folk in this town.
Nice people.
Those girls just put their
mother down, just died recently,
and down here to help out.
The father is a bit of a whacko, if you ask me.
Hey guys, on the house. We got the power
back up, but one of our fridges won't start
so we have to eat everything
up before it spoils.
- Could I have a cup of coffee, sweetie?
- Sure.
I'll tell you what, Doc, how about I come over tomorrow
and you can show me where you found this.
- He woke up sick and then got all hot.
- Oh, he just has a fever. Children get fevers.
- Do you have any aspirin?
- Yes.
Can you crush one up in a
glass of milk, please?
- Oh, and make sure you crush it really good.
- Is he gonna be okay?
Oh yeah, he'll be fine. We just gotta
get him out of these wet clothes.
Sweetheart, do you have
Uh, yeah, I think.
You poor little thing.
You're so sweet.
Ow!!
I'm hungry.
What's goin' on?
- Eh... he's got a fever.
- It's a wonder we ain't all sick.
All this damn rain gets in the bones.
You a good neighbor, Marge.
I'll see you out.
- Listen, maybe you oughta take him to see a doctor?
- That costs money we ain't got.
We ain't used to sickness in this house.
He'll burn it off, be fine.
- Good day, Marge.
- You're bleeding.
Well, look at that. It must be dried
out from the stove in the shed.
It's the Maker,
tellin' us it's time.
Mama has gone to the Lord.
Now it is just the three of us.
Father has changed greatly these past few weeks.
He keeps to himself in a back chamber of the cave,
quoting scripture and weeping at night.
I suspect I know the great
secret father has kept from us.
As father's mind unravels, our
survival has now become my burden.
It is with love that I do this.
God's will be done.
Alyce Parker.
Lamb's Day, 1782.
We're gonna have to call the Kimbles.
Hold this.
Help me.
- Help me.
- I can't do this! I can't...
- We have no choice now.
- You're gonna leave me for that police boy.
Nothing comes between this family.
Okay? Nothing!
I need you.
I can not do this alone.
Please help me, Rose.
Go, please help me!
I'm sorry, Mrs. Stratton.
I promise you're going to a better place.
Get off me!
Iris, make it stop. Make it stop! Would
you please make it stop. Please!
Please, Iris!
Please, please, please...
- Did you kill the monster?
- Yeah, yeah. Yes I did. Yes.
Are you okay?
I didn't know it was gonna be like that.
I won't do that again.
He cant make me.
Nobody can, not even God.
- Hi! I came by to see how the little man is doing.
- He's fine. Better.
I brought you some lasagna. Have to
use it before it goes bad, so...
It's vegetarian.
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