♪♪
[ Clock ticking ]
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Man breathing heavily ]
♪♪
[ Thumping ]
[ Rope creaking ]
♪♪
-We will never understand his earthly struggles,
but have faith his soul is in good hands.
So we remember a business partner,
a brother, and a husband.
We say goodbye to Jeffrey Scott Fredericks
and ask that he finds mercy in the heavens.
Amen.
-Thank you so much for coming.
Nobody wants to be around him, even in death.
-We want to support you, Claire.
-Well, he's not suffering now.
He's watching over me.
-No, he's not. [ Ominous music plays ]
At this very second, I can see him burning
in the pits of Hell for all eternity.
-Rosalie.
♪♪
-Thank you both for coming in.
I'm sure you have some questions for me.
-How bad is it, Dr. Warren?
-Well, is this a normal occurrence
that you get called to Rosalie's schools
to discuss her behavior?
-She's had such a tough time adjusting to the new school.
[ Voices distorting ]
-I tried to pull her record...
-[ Giggling ]
♪♪
-Ugh! Ugh.
Ugh!
Ahhhh! -[ Giggling ]
-Wahhhh!
There it is, there it is, there it is.
♪♪
-I said I tried to pull her records from Shanesville.
Problem is, I couldn't even find a city with that name.
-Oh, uh, it's, um, outside of Des Moines.
Uh, unincorporated, though, so it -- it never shows up.
-She was home-schooled while we were there, so...
-Rosalie exhibits characteristics
of some in my field could call an emotional disorder.
There are signs of psychopathy, as well as evidence
of interacting with identities that are not present.
-Are you saying she's like Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde?
-It's a misconception that multiple personality disorder
is the same as schizophrenia.
Schizophrenia is when the patient sees and hears
things that are not there.
And I'm sorry to say, but I do believe
that this characterizes Rosalie.
-Well, uh, thank you for your time, Doctor.
I-I-It can't be easy to do your job.
-But I haven't even begun.
There are treatments for this disorder
that I feel would best benefit Rosalie's --
-We're -- We're moving again.
-What? So soon? -With my job, I-I don't choose.
I get sent. -We are going to get help
for her as soon as we get settled.
-Thank you, Doctor.
[ Door opens and closes ]
♪♪
-Rosalie? How ya doin', honey?
You excited to move to a new town?
♪♪
♪ Who's my baby ♪
[ Distorted ] ♪ My baby, baby, baby girl? ♪
[ Normal voice ] ♪ Is it Rosalie? ♪
-♪ Oh, no, not me ♪
-♪ Is it my baby, baby, baby Rosalie? ♪
-Not me. -♪ You're Caroline ♪
-No, silly. I'm Rosalie.
-Oh! -Oops! [ Giggles ]
♪♪
-You don't want that.
Trust me.
Hey, I'm doing you a favor.
-Trust me, I'm the one doing you the favor.
♪♪
-It's lovely.
-It is nice.
Won't be long now, Rosalie.
♪♪
[ Children giggling ]
♪♪
-Isn't it cute?
-It is cute.
♪♪
[ Vehicle approaching rapidly ]
[ Tires screech ]
-Hey, hey!
Betty Goss.
Brand-new, right?
Welcome! [ Chuckles ] Welcome!
-Thank you. -And who might you be? Hmm?
-Oh, this is our daughter, Rosalie.
-Oh! [ Chuckles ]
-The move and all... -Oh, of course.
Hey, heads up -- we take care of our own around here.
You know that saying, "It takes a village"?
Well, we put other neighborhood watches to shame.
If it happens around here, it's in "The Mirror."
Wh-- That's our newspaper.
[ Laughs ]
I didn't catch your names.
-I'm Theresa Snyder. This is my husband, Daniel.
-Hi. Oh, Catholic, huh?
Now, St. Peters is the only Catholic Church in town,
but Father Paul is the best. -Oh.
-Why are you... wearing your rosary?
-It makes me feel closer to Him.
-[ Chuckles ] Oh! Well, I'm not one to judge,
but there are those who say that is just not done.
-Yeah, uh, we better get all our stuff in the house.
-Well, I'm just down the street if you ever need anything.
We're very tight-knit around here.
We keep watch after our own.
[ Laughs ] Buh-bye!
♪♪
-Spiritual healing.
Maybe they got something that could actually help her.
-Maybe.
This is the kind of town I could really settle down in.
-Don't get attached. I'm here for work.
[ Tenderly ] Soon, I promise.
We'll be on the other side of this.
-Guys, look at the frog!
-Gross! Get it! -Let's go!
-Get it. Get it. -Come on! Get him!
-It's so cute.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Squashing ]
-[ Screams ] -Ew, gross!
-Ugh!
-Ew, gross! -Disgusting!
♪♪
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
-Honey, go inside. Mommy's gonna dry you off.
♪♪
[ Door closes ]
-Did you make some new friends?
[ Door opens and closes ]
Go on.
[ Pounding on door ]
♪♪
-Hey! Just wanted to welcome you guys to town.
John Driscoll.
-Oh, come on in. -Thank you.
-Daniel Snyder. This is my wife, Theresa.
-Nice to meet you, John.
-Ah. What brings you folks here from Des Moines?
-How'd you know we came from Des Moines?
-License plate. -Ah.
-I used to live in Iowa. [ Chuckles ]
-Uh, job.
I'm gonna be working at Dynata Tech, insurance division.
-Oh, nice. Not too far from the plant.
I'm foreman there.
Well, listen, I didn't come here
to take over the world or anything.
[ Laughs ]
Just came to introduce myself and welcome you to the 'hood.
Hey, join me for a beer anytime.
-Will do.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Banging, fire crackling ]
♪♪
-[ Growls ]
♪♪
[ Growls ]
-[ Muffled ] You're the one saying "Don't become attached
because there's a job to do."
The faster you work,
the sooner we'll be able to help her.
-This is a process.
We have to make sure the job is done right.
-You know how to do the job!
-There has to be another way!
♪♪
-[ Mutters ]
-I'll start tomorrow. I promise.
Come on. Come on, baby.
♪♪
-Oh, hey, hi.
Harlan Lester.
-Daniel Snyder. -Yeah, yeah.
Hey, listen, uh, my mother --
she's making her famous, uh, chicken and trifle tonight.
She insists that you and your family
just come on over, and John will be there, too.
-Uh... -Mother insists.
-Sounds good.
-Very good.
♪♪
-Speak of the devil. Okay.
-Betty, what happened?
-Mrs. Henderson had a heart attack.
I mean, who didn't see that coming, huh?
-Oh, that's terrible.
-Yeah, pretty bad.
-Thank you.
-Wait right there.
-Break room's straight ahead, and, of course,
don't hesitate to reach out if you need any support.
-Thank you, Mr. Woronicz. I appreciate that.
-Please. Gary.
[ Train whistle blows in distance ]
Love your briefcase. Classy.
It'll make a great impression on clients when you do house calls.
People tend to get, uh, weary
of the dreaded insurance salesman.
[ Ominous music plays ]
Are you okay?
-Uh, yeah. Sorry.
-Sales is not for everyone,
especially door-to-door. -I-It's good.
I've been doing it a long time. I-I know how to close.
-Well, then, I'll leave you to it.
Welcome to the playground.
[ Train warning bells ringing in distance ]
♪♪
-Well, aren't you three a lovely family?
-Adorable.
-They're joining the parish! -Oh, wonderful!
-Ooh, Catholic!
-Oh, speaking of adorable,
Tammy Reid called Kathy Weisman --
[whispering] she's Jewish --
[normal voice] started calling her daughter adorable,
and Kathy just went all -- -I understand you do
life insurance for people my age?
-Oh, her premium is ri-donk-ulous,
as they say on the streets.
-He would love to.
If you have 15 minutes of free time,
he could do a profile on you.
Right, honey?
-Uh, sure.
-Since my son will be abandoning me
for his sacred bowling tomorrow night,
I get home from bingo at 7:00.
Oh, but then I have to feed Zeus.
-That's my kitty. -I'd like 7:30, to be safe.
-No problem. 7:30 it is.
-Cats make the best pets.
-Yes, they do, sweetie.
-They serve Him well.
-Serve who, sweetie?
-The Dark Lord.
-Rosalie.
You are excused.
Now.
-[ Chuckles ]
What in the Jiminy Crickets was that?
-Your, uh, daughter always talk like that,
Mr. and Mrs. Snyder?
-She's having such a rough time
adjusting to the new environment.
-I'm, uh, thinking about taking her to the reservation.
-No! -No!
-Not the best idea.
-Oh, don't be so dramatic. It's just legend.
-[ Scoffs ] The reservation does not respect this town.
You know, some people say they're evil,
but I don't get involved with the gossip.
They're just not good people.
Bad things happen to anyone who associates.
Uh, look at Roger Stenson
and Charlie Furber.
[ Gasps ] The Leavenger family.
-What -- What happened to them?
-Each visited the reservation at some point in time.
Every time after each visited,
one bad thing after another.
Now, I don't want to use the word "curse."
It's a strong word, but, well...
-Young lady, you and your husband
best stay away from that place.
It's cursed.
-That is a strong word, Mother.
-It's cursed!
[ Scream in distance ]
-[ Screams and whimpers ]
-I suppose the kid jumped!
-[ Whimpering ]
-You can't just throw someone out of a tree house
because you don't like them.
He could have been killed, honey.
-He wasn't.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-Thank you so much for inviting us.
-Oh, no problem.
I'm so glad you finally accepted my play-date invite.
-Sorry it took so long.
We haven't had a lot of time for play dates lately.
-Must be so hard being the new kid in town.
-It's fine. An adjustment.
It's a process.
-Can I ask you a personal question?
-I...suppose.
-Do you ever feel like the walking dead?
I mean, since I had Anna, I just...
zone out, you know? Like I...
feel like I'm just going through the motions
and waiting for my life to finish its course.
-Well, I-I think that feeling wears off after time, Alice.
[ Child humming ]
-We have to do more of these.
-Yeah.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Muffled, indistinct voices ]
♪♪
-She's getting worse. Did you see her face?
-[ Speaks indistinctly ]
-What if she's doing these things?
What if she did it?
-It's not her.
-She's my baby, too.
If you don't do your job, we're going to lose her forever.
♪♪
-Rosalie, are you excited to learn about
the first people to ever live on this land?
-No.
[ Screams ]
-Rosalie! -No! No! No! No!
No! No! -Rosalie! Stop it!
Stop it now!
♪♪
[ Music sting ]
♪♪
-There is no hope for her here.
She must leave.
-Please.
-I will speak with you, and you only.
But she has to go.
♪♪
-It's okay. Um, we'll wait at the car.
-No.
She cannot be on these grounds.
♪♪
Come.
♪♪
Sit.
-How did you know who my daughter was?
-Oh, I didn't.
I felt her -- her evil --
the second she got out of that car.
And she can never step foot on these grounds again.
-That's not her.
-You...are not evil.
I see you suffer.
But I can't see all of you.
-Why did you invite me in here if she can't be saved?
-Ah. I didn't say that she can't be saved.
And I-I don't know that she can be saved.
I said she cannot step foot on these grounds.
Your daughter is going to destroy you and her mother.
-If she can be saved...how?
-You must reclaim her. -Reclaim?
I don't know what that means.
Are you a-a-a witch or something?
-[ Laughs ]
I guess some would say so.
I'm a seer. I practice the arts.
-Mm. The dark arts?
-There is no dark without the light.
It's all a part of the same circle.
If you are in a dark room,
the darkest of dark rooms,
as dark as a black hole,
you could bring the tiniest pinprick of light.
Tiniest match can lead you all out of the darkness.
It's what you do with it that determines what it is.
-Magic?
-Everything is magic.
And there's no such thing as magic.
I -- I'm called Floating Hawk.
-People say your land is cursed.
-One man's curse is another man's blessing.
-I'm not into riddles. I want my daughter back.
-You are not in any position to be making demands,
are you, Daniel?
And until you are 100% transparent with me,
only then perhaps we can have a heart-to-heart.
Go. Clear your head.
Then return.
Know this --
Only death can save her.
Only death can set her free.
♪♪
[ Thunder crashes ]
♪♪
[ Rustling ]
-Harlan?
What happened to bowling night?
The storm?
[ Thunder crashes ]
Harlan?
[ Thunder crashes ]
[ Voices whispering indistinctly ]
[ Demonic laughter ]
-How can we know what she meant?
And why are you so willing to trust this woman?
You know we made a deal.
We really don't have any other choice but to honor it.
-How's that been working out for us so far?
Nothing we've ever done has made any difference.
-And what she is suggesting?
Rosalie must die in order to be saved?
Are you insane?
-She didn't say Rosalie must die.
She said, "Only death will save her."
Something about reclaiming.
I want to go back, find out more.
Just -- Just be open. That's all I'm asking!
-I don't know.
♪♪
-I want our daughter back.
♪♪
Look at her.
She's gone.
-I want her back, too.
Do what you want.
But, in the meantime,
please...
let's just do what we have to do.
[ Thunder crashing ]
♪♪
-Just sell her insurance.
♪♪
Insurance.
[ Thunder crashes ]
♪♪
Mrs. Lester?
Hello?
Mrs. Lester?
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪♪
[ Thunder crashes ]
♪♪
[ Thunder crashes ]
-No, no, no, no, no!
It's impossible.
My mother would never commit suicide.
She's Catholic. She would never disobey God.
A-A-And did you see how high that branch was?
80 year-old woman gonna c-climb up that?
Give me a break.
♪♪
-Hi. Thank you for inviting me in.
Lovely day, isn't it?
I think this is gonna save you a lot of trouble,
and mutually beneficial to the both of us.
What a lovely home.
I hope that you can keep it.
I think that you can, if you sign this.
-Well, at this point, I don't really have a choice, do I?
-No, you don't.
-Yeah.
-Sign.
[ Clattering in distance ]
-No graveyard shift tonight?
-Day off.
Man, I-I'm sorry.
-Nah, I can't sleep.
-Beer thirty?
-Sure.
-[ Chuckles ]
I know some people already suspect you for what happened.
But could've been me who went to her house tonight.
People are crazy. [ Chuckles ]
Mm. That old bat Betty Goss says shit like, uh,
"All the bad stuff started happening"
when you guys got here.
Yeah, right, Betty.
Like nothing bad ever happened here
before the Snyders got here.
Get a life, you bag of smoked lard.
[ Both chuckle ]
What's eatin' you, brother?
I'm sorry I said all that about the bad stuff happening --
-No, no, it's alright.
It's alright.
-Want another one?
-Sure.
-Yeah, this town's a cesspool of gossip.
Gotta run to the outside fridge. Be back in a minute.
-Yeah. No prob.
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
♪♪
-Exploring?
-Yeah, yeah.
It looks like you got some cool relics there.
Curious, you know, where they came from
and, uh, what they mean.
-All the relics have different meanings,
but the coolest one
was the one you were looking at.
-How do you know which one I was looking at?
-Because it moved.
[ Both laugh ]
-Wow. You're good.
-No, this particular one is an ancient relic
discovered in Mesopotamia.
It's said to be a tool of The Harbinger.
The Harbinger is like a sign or omen of things to come.
In this particular myth, the Harbinger
is a traveler doomed to Hell
unless he does the devil's bidding.
And with him...
comes damnation.
-For what purpose?
-Try to get as many people as possible
to kill themselves so he can claim their souls.
-How do they get people to kill themselves?
-The serpent relic.
It's pure evil, forged in Hell,
and influences people to commit suicide.
The Harbinger's job is to drop the relic
within the vicinity of the victims.
-Why -- Why can't he just kill the people?
-He can, but just because he kills them
doesn't mean he gets them.
Your only way to true damnation is through suicide.
And, uh, he'll stop at nothing to get you there.
-He, uh, can't just drop the relic himself?
Why does he need Harbingers? -To cover more ground.
He sends one Harbinger to each town.
But there are too many towns,
so he's always looking for more Harbingers.
He uses leverage to get people to sign the contracts,
people who have done bad things
or made bad deals, what have you.
If he can hold something over your head,
he's got you.
[ Gunshot ]
-So these Harbingers -- they go around
to all these different towns to get as many people
to off themselves as possible.
And if they don't?
-[ Chuckles ] Hell if I know.
-Wait a second. Wait a second.
You have the tool of the Harbinger,
the serpent relic, in your house.
Why haven't you killed yourself?
[ Both laugh ]
-You -- What -- You don't really believe
all that malarkey, do you?
I mean, I guess if a Catholic commits suicide,
going against God and all that,
but then again, to try to get me to believe
that there's some dude working for the devil
who can make you kill yourself using some little trinket?
Well, gotta be Linda Lovelace to swallow that pill.
Makes for a cool story, though.
Ah, here.
♪♪
You can have this one.
♪♪
Doesn't do jack shit, but, uh, well, it looks cool.
♪♪
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
♪♪
[ Birds chirping ]
♪♪
[ Indistinct voices and laughter ]
-What are you guys doing?
-[ Giggles ]
-[ Laughs ]
[ Indistinct voices and laughter ]
♪♪
Honey, have you seen my briefcase?
♪♪
[ Thunder crashes ]
♪♪
-Mr. Snyder.
Uh, Detective Tracy Hennings.
You mind if I have a quick moment?
-Uh, no, not at all.
-Uh, I got your statements.
I just wanted to confirm something.
Now, you said you saw Harlan after you found Mrs. Lester.
Is that right?
-Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
I, uh, called out and no one answered.
-Mm. Any chance he could have been inside the house
and just not answered when you called out?
-I suppose he could have been. I really don't know.
Did -- Did you ask him? -Oh, we will.
We will.
You said you're from a town in Iowa called Huntsville.
Is that right? -Yes. That's right.
-Well, here's the thing.
I can't find a Huntsville in Iowa anywhere.
-Well, i-it's, uh, more of an unincorporated area.
I-I just say Des Moines.
-Ah! I gotcha.
Ah, just one more thing.
Now, where is it?
Des Moines, huh? Everybody knows where that is.
Ah, here it is.
Uh, does this mean anything to you?
-Uh, no, sir. Where'd you find that?
-At the crime scene, obviously.
-Crime scene?
I thought she committed suicide.
-Well, here's another thing.
It's troubling.
How does an 80-year-old woman get up in a tree like that?
Well, you think of anything you want to tell me,
anything at all, you go ahead and give me a call.
-Thank you, Detective. Will do.
-Okay.
♪♪
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
♪♪
What do you want from me?!
♪♪
[ Pounding on door ]
-What is it?
-I can't find the girls anywhere.
They were playing in the back near the woods,
and I am this close to calling the police.
-Rosalie! -Anna!
-Mommy!
-Ah!
Anna!
What did I say about these tunnels?
-I couldn't stop her, Mommy. She just kept going.
I told her about the ghosts, and she wouldn't listen.
-Ghosts? -[ Sighs ]
Mobsters in the Prohibition Era used to hide from the cops
in these old mining tunnel systems.
People like to say the town is haunted,
but we know that's just stories, now, don't we, girls?
-Yes, Mommy.
-Right, Rosalie?
-The Harbinger has come.
He is here.
-What's a Harbinger?
-It's something she read and keeps repeating.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-Have you cleared your head?
-Floating Hawk, I have, uh,
never been one to be 100% transparent.
[ Voice breaking ] In my life, I have had
so many people to protect.
But I failed.
-Good, Daniel. Keep going.
-Nothing personal. I have trust issues.
I...
I don't know how to say this.
I don't know you.
Surely, you can understand
I am risking everything by being here.
-Little brother, you've lost everything.
What else do you have to risk?
-The devil has my daughter's soul.
And he has forced me to do something terrible
in order to get her back. -[ Sighs ]
-I will go to the ends of the Earth
to find another way to save her.
-Trust goes both ways, Daniel.
I still can't see all of you.
But I know what you say is true.
There is no prayer or chant or spell or song
that can save your daughter.
-[ Sobs ]
-Are you going to drown in a puddle of tears,
or do you want to try another way?
Hmm?
What I'm about to tell you has never been verified,
not by me anyway.
Your people have a legend of Ehud the Judge.
You know it?
An evil, fat king was killed by a servant of God,
and the dagger expelled the filth and dirt
from the king before he died.
As a girl, our elders told us the story of that blessed dagger
being brought here by pilgrims.
It is now next to the Auclair crypt
underneath the oval stone.
Our people respect the story and never go near it.
-Are you saying a dagger to stab the devil?
-No.
According to legend...
your daughter.
-"Only death will save her."
My daughter has to die?!
-What the story doesn't tell you --
it's the evil that dies.
But if the evil is expelled and good remains,
true life returns.
-That's a story.
There's no dagger.
-Trust.
But verify.
-If I stab my daughter with a dagger, she's dead.
-Yes, but there are two things you must consider.
One -- you have no other option.
And two -- she's already dead.
♪♪
That blessed dagger is now by the Auclair crypt,
underneath the oval stone.
♪♪
[ Religious choir vocalizing ]
-Ah!
What brings you to the party?
You can't possibly know anyone here, can you?
Oh! Shit.
How can I be such an idiot?
Mrs. Lester, right?
-Uh, yeah.
-I'm sorry you had to be the one to find her, man.
Come on. Mrs. Lester's buried this way.
That other half of the cemetery is on Indian land.
Supposedly cursed, like they said the other night.
I don't really believe that crap, but, uh,
still, you, uh, don't ever want to dip a toe on that side,
not because it's cursed, but, uh,
because then you have to deal with them.
Eh, and don't ever talk to them.
I don't really believe they're evil,
but, uh, the ones not getting the casino money
are just looking for a handout.
Trust me.
-Well, I'm, uh -- I'm really sorry about Mrs. Lester.
If -- If you don't mind, I'm gonna stroll around.
I'm kind of a history buff.
-You got it.
Don't beat yourself up, bud.
-Thanks, John.
♪♪
[ Grunting ]
♪♪
Oh, God, no.
♪♪
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
Amen. Go in peace, my child.
-Would you bless this, too, Father?
-[ Snarls ]
You must leave these premises.
-I assure you she is a sweet child.
She's just a little lost.
Please bless us.
-[ Snarls ]
Leave this place!
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
-The death of Irene Lester
has sent shock waves throughout the community.
Lester was found hanging in her backyard.
Authorities have not ruled out suicide
but ask to keep speculation to a minimum
as the investigation is still pending.
In other news, a new report
from the Office of Homeland Greatness...
-[ Snarls ]
-...news and weather at the top and bottom of every hour.
Now back to St. Heraldson's greatest hits on WDDL.
♪♪
-Hi, Grandpa!
♪♪
-No, no, no, we don't sell that kind of insurance.
Let me show you what we're talking about.
-No need. I trust you.
-No, no, no, no, no.
I insist.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-Dry up and go chase yourself, bub.
-Daniel...
[ 1920s-style music plays ]
♪♪
[ Laughter ]
♪♪
-Extra, extra! Read all about it!
[ Old-timey car horn blows ]
♪♪
[ Tires screech, horn honks ]
-Did you close the Mayer account?
-Got interrupted.
-Well, it's always something.
-His granddaughter showed up.
I can't bring myself to do any of these jobs.
-You don't have a choice.
Just do the job so that we can get her back.
-I can't. I won't.
I have to find another way.
-When are you gonna accept there is no other way?
-Never. I will never accept that.
-What you're toying with, the risk --
it's -- it's just too high. -How can you say that?!
-You know, if you hadn't made
certain decisions with your life,
we wouldn't be making this one right now.
-Hey! I loved her, too!
You think it doesn't torment me every day?!
I go to sleep every night, and I see her smiling face.
I wake up thinking I'm gonna see it again, only to realize
I'm in the same Goddamn repeating nightmare!
-And you don't think I miss her?!
You don't think I'm heartbroken? We are living in Hell on Earth.
-Daniel...
[ Banging ]
-Baby, what's wrong?
-I know of whom you speak.
-Mommy and Daddy are not upset with you.
♪♪
-Where did you get that?
-The end of the tunnel.
[ Clattering ]
♪♪
-[ Gasps ]
-Daniel?
What happened?
-[ Sobbing ]
It was awful, Theresa.
But I have to.
I have to.
[ Sobbing ]
♪♪
[ Engine starts ]
-What can you tell me about these objects?
♪♪
-You need to be very careful, Daniel.
In the wrong hands,
these objects are dangerous,
deadly,
otherworldly.
-You know the Harbinger myth?
I'm told one of these is the tool of The Harbinger.
-This is the tool of The Harbinger.
-I got something else for you.
♪♪
-You are a do-er, Daniel.
And you acquired this how?
-My daughter says she found it in the tunnels.
What? -[ Sighs ]
-Is there a way to test it?
-I don't know.
I can't see.
Part of the problem is not the dagger.
It's you.
Let me see.
[ Laughter ]
-[ Humming ]
-[ Chuckles ] I washed my hands.
-It doesn't matter. It's inappropriate.
-Yeah, Daddy. -Yeah.
-Whoa. Easy.
-Oh! -What are you doing?
-[ Laughs ] -Really?
-I had it, but you overcorrected.
-Mm. Really? How about you try some?
-Oh! Somebody's toast!
She's toast!
-No, no, no!
[ Laughs ]
-Your love is strong.
-Hey, this is actually really good. Try some.
-Aah! [ Laughs ]
-Oh, we got two burnt pieces of toast coming right up!
[ Doorbell rings ]
♪♪
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-The bald man...
He scares you.
Come back when you are ready to face him.
Keep this safe.
♪♪
-Can you think of any enemies you may have made
since you arrived to town?
-No.
-Well, I will compile all this in my report, ma'am,
and get it submitted ASAP.
I'll just leave my card here on the table.
-Thank you, Officer.
[ Door opens and closes ]
♪♪
-You just gonna spy on me and my wife for eternity?
-I have nothing to say to you.
-I didn't kill your mother.
-Hey, neighbies. What's cookin'?
Give him time, Daniel.
[ Creaking ]
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Voices whispering indistinctly ]
♪♪
[ Creaking ]
♪♪
-Daniel...
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
♪♪
Daniel...
[ Voices whispering indistinctly ]
♪♪
-Hi, honey.
-Do you remember your daughter?
-Yes.
Very much so.
Do you?
-Not really.
♪♪
-♪ Who's my baby, baby, baby, baby girl? ♪
♪ Is it Rosalie? ♪
Please sleep, my baby darling girl.
[ Sighs ]
[ Creaking ]
-[ Snarls ] -Aah!
-[ Snarling continues ]
-[ Gasps ] Oh, my God.
-[ Breathing shakily ]
♪♪
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Police radio chatter ]
-Police are investigating...
[ Indistinct conversations continue ]
[ Ominous music plays ]
-What happened?
-Like you don't know.
Stabbed in the eyes with a letter opener.
-Ma'am, let the investigation disclose.
-You are not welcome in this town!
Take your murdering husband and freak daughter
and get the hell outta here! -Ma'am, relax.
-Yeah, put your tail between your legs and run, bitch!
-Mr. Snyder!
-Detective.
-Talk soon.
♪♪
-[ Knocking ]
-Oh. [ Chuckles ]
You didn't get my text?
-No.
-Uh...just with all of the [chuckles] insanity,
Betty thought...
I think that we should just wait
for this whole thing to blow over
before the girls -- -Betty thought?
W-What whole thing?
-Theresa, please don't do this.
You have to admit that Rosalie's...
I have to go.
-Wh...
Alice!
It's a play date, for God's sake!
Go to hell, Alice! You go to hell!
-[ Laughing ]
-Betty is a mean person.
She will receive a comeuppance.
[ Engine starts ]
[ Tires screech ]
-She's just scared, Theresa. The whole town's on edge.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Hello.
Oh, evening, Detective.
Oh.
I see.
I'll be -- I'll be right there.
He says Betty drove her car off a cliff.
♪♪
-Come on, Daniel, just level with me.
Help me help you.
-I have no explanation, Detective.
-That's not gonna be good enough.
Now, you're either committing these acts, or you know who is,
unless you got someone who really just doesn't like you.
-I can't think of anyone.
-[ Sighs ]
All right.
What do you know about this?
Found that in Betty's car.
[ Engine revving ]
[ Voices whispering indistinctly ]
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Metal crashing ]
What is that? What's that look on your face?
-This doesn't make any sense.
-Well, no shit, Shirley.
Don't you think it's in your best interest
to just tell me what you know?
-I'm sorry, Detective. I-I have no clue. This...
-Now, how do I know I'm gonna find your DNA on this one, too?
You know, this is cause for a warrant right here.
I was hoping you'd be a little more cooperative.
-I have no problem with you obtaining a warrant, Detective.
I have nothing to hide.
♪♪
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
♪♪
I've been seeing things.
-I always do.
-What kind of things, sweetie?
-You know, if you wanted to talk to us about anything,
ever, we're here for you.
You know that, right?
-There once was a cockroach and a fly.
The fly said to the cockroach,
"If you come into the house with me,
I'll share my take with you."
The cockroach said, "Sure," and went in with the fly.
[ Fly buzzing ]
As soon as they were in the door,
a boot smashed the cockroach.
The fly flew to the kitchen,
grabbed a piece of rancid meat out of the garbage,
and flew to the door.
But before he made it out the door, it shut.
The fly landed on the door,
waiting for an opportunity to escape.
Then, smack!
A fly swatter splatted the fly's guts all over the door.
-What's the point of the story, honey?
-It doesn't matter if you are the cockroach or the fly.
We all end up the same way.
-[ Crying ]
-Good night.
-[ Sobbing ] My baby.
[ Siren wailing ]
-Whoa-ho-ho-ho! Ho!
-Oh, hey, Danny. Look what I got.
Ask and you shall receive.
-Are you Snyder? -Yes, sir.
-I'm Sam Watkins, a code investigator.
Your fence is not up to code,
and your garage is not up to code,
and I have a city permit
to inspect your house.
-Oh, this is such petty bullshit!
-When it rains it pours. Go ahead, guys.
Search the premises.
-Search the place. You, too, for all I care.
But, let's just call this what it is -- a witch hunt!
-Well, whatever you want.
-What's the problem?
-Repo. Pay your bills, man.
-I'm current on my loan. -Not my problem.
-I knew you'd be behind all this.
-Oh, let's see what we got.
-He's got one of those snake sticks in his briefcase.
-Daniel Snyder, you're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you do and say can be used against you
in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney.
-What's the charge? -Murder.
The murders of Irene Lester, Harlan Lester, and Betty Goss.
You got him? -Yep.
-Get him in the car.
♪♪
[ Siren wailing ]
-Ah! [ Choking ]
-Theresa...
-[ Choking ]
♪♪
-Theresa...
♪♪
-[ Choking ]
♪♪
-There's only one way to mend this.
♪♪
-[ Breathing shakily ]
-We have your briefcase and your little stick.
You wanna tell me...
why you have insurance policies in it
that expired three years ago?
-That's a crime?
-All right, let's talk turkey.
You plead guilty -- no death penalty.
-I have done nothing. I swear it.
And I want my phone call.
[ Door closes ]
-Wow, neighbor.
World of shit, huh?
-John, there's something serious I have to tell you.
I don't know how to say it, but I have to.
-Jesus. What is it?
-Theresa and I have a past.
-I guess we all do.
What, did you kill someone? [ Chuckles ]
-My background is in finance.
I was approached by a businessman with a proposal.
-If we're smart about it,
the ROI for our investors is above 1,000%.
-We ran a Ponzi scheme on Wall Street.
We and our investors -- we made millions.
I didn't know what a Ponzi was.
I just knew that it was beautiful, until it wasn't.
And just like Bernie Madoff said,
it didn't start off with bad intentions.
But, as so often happens, shit spiraled out of control.
We couldn't pay back investors.
We were screwed. The investors were screwed.
My partner and I were heading for prison.
Theresa and I knew it.
One day, a man showed up at our door.
I don't want to go into detail about how horrifying
this particular individual is, but he offered me a deal.
-And mutually beneficial to the both of us.
-He said I could avoid going to jail.
He'd pay back all my investors on one condition --
I had to do a job for him.
Do you remember telling me the story of The Harbinger?
-[ Chuckles ] Y-Yeah.
-How much do you believe it?
-About as much as I believe in Santa Claus. Why?
-This man told me if I did this job,
my family would never be in financial danger again.
Now, the job is unspeakable.
I couldn't bring myself to do it,
even if it meant avoiding poverty and prison.
When he realized this,
he took my daughter's spirit until the job is done.
-Your daughter's spirit?
-What if I were to tell you Santa Claus is real?
-[ Laughs ]
You -- Wh-- You're telling me there's a Harbinger?
-I'll tell you everything if you are willing to hear me out.
-Answer first. You're saying there is a Harbinger.
-I need to know you're gonna hear me out.
-You first, or I'm walking through that door.
You're saying there's a Harbinger.
-No, John, I'm telling you I'm The Harbinger.
But I want out.
-My mother would never commit suicide.
She's Catholic. -Can you think of any enemies
you may have made? -Found that in Betty's car.
-Stabbed in the eyes with a letter opener.
-I came here to do these things.
I couldn't bring myself to do them,
which means someone else is doing it.
I need your help.
-Uh...why am I here and not your wife?
What does she think about all this?
-She's part of it. My family needs your help, John.
I figured you of all people would believe me.
You know the story. You have the relics!
-But they're replicas.
They came with little -- uh, little booklets.
I got 'em for a dollar each at a yard sale.
I-If you told me this when you weren't in trouble,
I still would have thought you were batshit crazy,
but, uh, now that you're sinking without a lifeboat, mm.
-John, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
He says if I take enough souls, we get Rosalie back.
But he's a con!
I-I may have another way to save her, but I need out of here!
John! There is no one else I can go to!
-I'm sorry, Daniel.
♪♪
-Ugh!
♪♪
-You sure you didn't make more than one phone call?
You made bail. Must have a guardian angel.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-Hey!
♪♪
Hey!
I need to talk to you!
♪♪
How much time do I have before she's gone?
♪♪
Do I have any time?
♪♪
[ Suspenseful music sting ]
♪♪
[ Gunshot ]
♪♪
The bald man.
I'm ready to face him.
-I have been waiting for this moment.
-First I have a confession to make.
-I know who you are. I know what you are.
-If you know what I am,
you know I'm not the only one here.
I need your help. [ Tea kettle whistling ]
What are you not telling me?!
-Come and have some tea, Daniel.
-[ Sighs ]
-You're a tough one, Daniel.
You're still a bit...
hidden from me.
But your heart and your will are here.
Here you go.
And here we go.
In 1647, the first white fur traders arrived here.
The settlers were not far behind.
They did not understand our ways,
and we certainly did not understand theirs.
Along with them came their illnesses, mythology,
their deity, and, of course,
their anti-deity.
But Luc, or Lucifer as he was called then,
was new to this world as well.
He didn't understand that some land
was our sacred burial ground.
He had to learn the hard way.
Because he knew he had no power on our domain...
-[ Shouts ] -...over time he made a promise
to leave our people alone,
and he guaranteed it with an official treaty ceremony
taking place with him on his land,
and our people on ours.
But naturally, he broke his promise.
Whenever one of us ventured off our land,
he took advantage.
Through the years, Luc learned where he had power,
where he did not.
Our people cursed him, along with his followers
and those who disturbed our grounds.
From then on, Luc dared not cross the boundary.
Although he learned the lay of the land,
the settlers did not.
Time and time again, and across generations,
they buried their dead on sacred ground.
These souls could not be claimed by Luc or God.
Your people are right.
They are cursed.
Luc had quite the silver tongue.
He promised that if they collected enough souls,
he would lift the curse.
But no matter how many souls The Harbingers collect,
it is never enough.
He tricked 'em.
And that does not bode well for you,
my poor, poor, dear boy.
Give it to me.
This is the dagger made by your God.
To resurrect her, you must plunge the dagger
deep into her chest.
The evil will pour from her, expelling the dagger.
Once her body and soul are restored,
your contract with Luc is null and void.
Rosalie will never go willingly.
Spike her drink with this.
It will put her in a trance long enough for you to get her in.
-I have something for you.
-Where did you get this?
This has been missing from our people for generations,
centuries.
-Valuable enough to lift the curse?
-Daniel. That is not for me to say,
It is beyond my realm of knowledge.
Those curses come from the spirits,
but dare I say it couldn't hurt.
I must give you something in return of no less value.
But I have nothing.
-Yes, you do.
-The right half is Native American land,
the left half non-Native.
Crypt is dead center.
They didn't realize when they built that
that half of that was on sacred ground, too.
Ironically, the one place in the Christian world
he can't enter is the house of the dead.
The crypt is where the sacrifice has to --
-Say no more.
♪♪
Understand this.
The tunnels that lead to that crypt
were used by gangsters during Prohibition.
Their souls, among others, still patrol.
It won't be easy.
-But the tunnels lead to the underground entrance.
If you look here, there's an above-ground entrance.
We're not going through the tunnels.
We're going in right here.
-I would be shocked if he allowed access
to the above-ground entrance.
But if you must, go in daylight.
He will move in quickly if he suspects you have the key.
Otherwise, head for the tunnels.
This pipe-shaped one -- it's called a Helix,
and it will keep the spirits at bay for a bit,
but you don't have long.
Get a hold of it. Oh!
-You mean this? -[ Chuckles ]
Now, you weren't 100% correct when you said
that he can't enter the house of the dead.
If one of his cronies gets a hold of...
the globe -- this one --
he can be summoned.
I wish I could do more.
-You have done plenty.
Uh, just out of curiosity,
what's the story with the one I gave you?
-The most revered object of our people.
Man and nature working in tandem.
In a peace offering, it is the highest sign of respect
to a former enemy a revered object.
You will notice, in his trickery,
he gave us a key to a crypt
that he cannot even enter
and has no use to us.
We gave him The Eagle and The Warrior.
-What is its power?
-Nothing.
And everything.
♪♪
The time is now. You must go.
Go get your daughter back.
♪♪
-Daniel! I know we can't afford it.
Who bailed you out? -You don't want to know.
We have to move fast. Have Rosalie drink that.
-What is this?
Did -- Did that witch give it to you?
-Yes, the witch, who is, in fact, our savior.
Trust me. -I need a little more
than blind faith right now.
-Look me in the eye. I know how to save her.
But we have to do it now.
[ Pounding on door ]
♪♪
-I forgot my ID, went back to the station.
That other detective shot himself, committed suicide.
And I realized you were right there, so okay.
I guess there is another one.
-Wait. What?
-I'm The Harbinger.
You gotta put yourself in my position.
Imagine you're the only Harbinger,
and some other schmo tells you he's The Harbinger.
But I'm not dropping these relics, either!
Oh! Oof.
The cops were scared, man.
But, uh, I'll tell you what.
I believe in Santa Claus now.
-Why would he send two Harbingers to one town?
-Exactly. Something reeks.
I want out, too.
So give me the lowdown. What's the plan?
-Be sure Rosalie doesn't hear any of this.
Have her drink it, then bring her down.
The sacrifice.
-The sacrifice?
That can only be done with the dagger made by God Himself!
-I have it. -You're shittin' me.
Okay. Okay. So how do I help?
-You need your Helix for yourself.
-I never go anywhere without it.
[ Pounding on door ]
You expecting someone?
-Shit!
It can't wait for daylight.
I have to go now.
-Just let him in, Daniel.
[ Crying ] Just do it his way.
-Baby, I just need you to hold on a little bit longer for me.
Okay?
If it all ends, so be it, but we gotta try, okay?
You've always been stronger than me.
Will you do it for Rosalie?
♪♪
Come on, baby. Come on.
♪♪
Stop, stop, stop, stop. Stop, stop.
Stop, stop, stop.
Nice and easy.
Don't call attention.
[ Ominous music plays ]
♪♪
-What do we do?
I thought he couldn't hurt us on Indian land.
-He doesn't need to. His presence alone stops us.
We have to go through the tunnels.
-Under different circumstances, I'd say,
that's...cool.
-The tunnels are on the Christian side,
so have your Helix in hand.
We're not safe until we get inside and the door is closed.
Just remember, slow is smooth.
Smooth is fast.
Let's move.
♪♪
[ Music crescendos ]
So much for that. Faster.
♪♪
This way.
♪♪
Honey.
[ Exhales ]
Come on, baby.
See you guys on the other side.
Let's go this, baby. Come on.
♪♪
-Oh, aah! There's something in my shoe.
-Keep moving, honey. -No. Just a second.
Aah! Ah! [ Grunts ]
-Theresa. -[ Whimpers ]
♪♪
-Teresa, can you run?
-[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
[ Man screams ]
[ Indistinct voices ]
[ Gasps ]
-[ Screams ]
♪♪
-[ Crying ] Where is she?
Where is she?
-Ahhhh. Daniel...
♪♪
-Go.
♪♪
John, keep an eye on the tunnel.
Teresa, shine your light on the wall.
-We're in the den of the devil or on cursed Indian land.
Either way, we're --
-Look for a keyhole.
♪♪
Why did she give me this key?!
♪♪
[ Growling and stomping sounds ]
♪♪
-[ Snarls ]
♪♪
[ Laughs ]
♪♪
-Aah!
-[ Snarls ]
Get in. He can't enter.
Get in.
♪♪
-[ Snarls ]
[ Roars ]
-Close!
[ Grunts ]
-[ Laughs ]
-Come on, baby.
♪♪
[ Exhales ]
♪♪
I can't go through with it.
-Theresa's right. It might not work.
-Now you decide that?
-It won't work.
♪♪
-If his cronies get a hold of the globe,
he can be summoned.
-Who are you?
[ Grunts ]
♪♪
-He's been summoned.
[ Laughs manically ]
-Okay. -[ Continues laughing ]
-All right, you win.
Devil's coming.
There's not a damn thing I can do about it.
You guys win.
-[ Grunting ]
♪♪
[ Music crescendos ]
♪♪
Aaah!
[ Both grunting ]
-Aaaaaaaaaaah!
Ah!
[ Grunting ]
[ Panting ]
-Daniel, look out!
-[ Grunts ]
Aaaaah!
[ Stone shatters ]
Aah! Aaaaaah!
♪♪
-[ Chanting indistinctly ]
-[ Grunting ]
-Aah!
Aaaaaaaah!
[ Blade slicing ] Aaah!
♪♪
-[ Grunting ]
♪♪
-[ Shrieks ]
-[ Grunting ]
-Before I kill you, John, you should know I'm never
gonna stop till these souls are free.
Your sweetheart boss can't touch this town anymore.
-[ Grunts ]
♪♪
[ Bone snaps ]
-He'll be here any moment.
Tell him yourself.
[ Laughs ]
♪♪
-Where's the dagger?
Where's the dagger?!
What do I do now?
-It's pointless to worry about what you can't control.
It is not safe for him to enter.
We are forbidden to interfere with any contract
someone has with him.
No talking to, no touching, no helping Harbingers,
lest we ourselves risk damnation.
I almost gave in to temptation
when you reached to open your door to me,
but thankfully regained my resolve.
Now...
it is too late.
-What are you?
-Emissary.
Harbinger Protector.
-And Angel.
-Is there a way I can help you?
-No.
He hit me with the dagger.
-The dagger hit me, too.
-You can live.
If the dagger pierces my kind, our earthly form
in this world is...
over.
-We need your help. Are there more of you?
-I was all you had.
Only so many soldiers to go around.
God...be...with...
♪♪
[ Thud, stone sliding ]
♪♪
-Whatever happens, Daniel,
do not let go of this thing.
He left it for a reason.
[ Bang, footsteps thudding ]
-[ Grunting ]
♪♪
[ Growling laugh ]
Mm-hmm. [ Chuckles ]
♪♪
Theresa!
How's the family?
Oh, Daniel, you perplex me.
How is it you can be so lost
in a world of lost souls?
I would think you'd fit right in.
[ Chuckles ]
Daniel, I want to show you something.
What do you say we pop up and get a breath of fresh air?
-You can't possibly think I'm that stupid.
-Well, look at you.
What I want to show you can't be seen down here.
[ Chuckling ] It's a surprise.
It's educational.
And to be fair, it's -- it's safe.
-Whatever you can show me up there,
you can show me right here.
-I was gonna give you a chance to save your daughter,
but never mind, you blew it.
I could have caught you in the cemetery.
[ Laughs ] I could have killed you in your bed.
But then we'd be missing out on all this fun!
-Save it!
We both know killing me won't get you what you want.
-So you've been running off
to see your new girlfriend on the Indian land.
Did that old hag make mention of you being blocked?
Not being able to fully read you?
Well, since she failed,
let me unblock you.
[ Whoosh ]
♪♪
I can only erase the memories of a past life so many times
before you start losing the faith earlier in each one,
sooner and sooner, to the point where
you're just a couple of bad apples.
[ Voice distorting ] You just become worthless.
[ Normal voice ] In your first lifetime,
you were dropping relics like fliessssss
It made me want to keep bringing it back.
You fell off a bit in your next couple.
I kept having to bait you with,
"I'll reverse the Indian curse!"
You were actually an easy one.
I'd wager you'd do anything to remove your curse.
But your last lifetime, it was embarrassing.
And this one -- what kind of a Harbinger
only drops one relic?
And you could only bring yourself to do it that one time
because he was the one who roped you into the Ponzi scheme
in the first place.
And he used his wife as a punching bag.
You are the worst Harbinger I've ever had.
-Sell her the insurance.
-And even when I took your daughter's soul,
you couldn't bring yourself to do it.
You serve no purpose for me.
So let me show you what I've done.
♪♪
[ Rumbling ]
♪♪
[ Zapping ]
[ Flames crackling ]
♪♪
You see, I knew a long time ago
that you were no longer effective.
But what you didn't count on
is that this isn't just a town where Harbingers are sent.
You weren't brought here to doom anyone.
This is a town of ex-Harbingers.
[ Chuckling ] They're already doomed.
-[ Laughs ] -This is a town
where Harbingers are sent to be, uh, retired.
Not getting it?
Need me to spell it out for you?
This is one big theater show
to get you to kill yourselves,
to harass you enough to get you...retired.
And you can't save them either. They're already dead.
Like your daughter.
St. Heraldson is literally
[voice distorting] Hell on Earth.
[ Normal voice ] Now do you want to see what's up there?
Well, too bad!
There's only one way out of this crypt
for the Snyders now, and that's down.
[ Echoing, overlapping voices ] Down! You had your chance.
You had your chance! Buenos noches. Arrivederci.
Adieu! Buenos noches!
Good night. Good night!
[ Chuckles ]
[ Rumbling ]
Ah. Hmm.
[ Chuckles ]
I see you've had a visitor.
♪♪
[ Humming ]
Aah!
-[ Grunts ] Aah!
Ow!
Aaaah!
-The wrong side of the crypt.
-You can't defeat me.
♪♪
[ Grunting ]
♪♪
Aaaaaah!
♪♪
[ Music swells ]
♪♪
-Ah! -No!
Don't hurt him!
-Aah! Aah!
[ Grunts ]
[ Whimpering and grunting ]
-Do you remember your daughter?
♪♪
-No!
♪♪
-Now you've just pissed me off.
I gave you the chance to save your daughter
if you did my bidding.
[ Voice distorts ] You failed me!
[ Normal voice ] Then you reject my generous offer tonight.
[ Voice distorts ] You insulted me!
[ Normal voice ] I revoke my offer.
I condemn you to an eternity of servitude,
and your daughter's soul is lost forever.
Sin-bay R'el-bay
Ei-ou-ah-bum E-Noh
Kay-shal Fee-loch-Nebeum!
That's your only option now.
See you in Hell.
♪♪
-Only death can save her. Only death can set her free.
-[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
-Me for her.
-Why should I bargain?
I have your soul already.
-If you win my soul, you have me forever.
-Ooh.
Done.
-Daniel!
-I love you, baby.
Goodbye, my sweet baby girl.
♪♪
[ Music crescendos ]
-[ Screams ]
[ Body thuds ]
-[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
-[ Sobbing ]
-Ah.
♪♪
-[ Sobbing ]
[ Stones sliding ]
♪♪
[ Continues sobbing ]
-Mommy?
-Ah.
Ah! Ah!
[ Sobbing ]
Hi, baby.
Oh, baby! Oh!
No, no, no. No, come on.
[ Crying ]
No, no.
♪♪
-[ Gasps ]
♪♪
♪ Who's my baby, baby, baby, baby girl? ♪
♪ Is it Rosalie? ♪
-♪ Oh, no, not me ♪
-♪ Is it my baby, baby, baby, baby girl? ♪
♪ You're Caroline ♪
-♪ I'm Rosalie ♪
[ Triumphant music plays ]
-♪ She's the cutest girl in the whole wide world ♪
♪ She's the apple of my eye ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ The brightest star in the sky ♪
♪ Star in the sky ♪
♪♪
[ Both laugh ]
I don't know how this happened.
-[ Sniffles ]
-What?
-What is that?
-If the Card of Death is present during his curse,
the souls are restored.
-Where did you get it?
-Him.
Told me where to find the dagger, too.
♪♪
-[ Laughs ]
♪♪
-Good for you.
I love a challenge.
Yessssss!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
-You and Rosalie have suffered because of my choices.
I'm sorry, Theresa.
Thank you for sticking with me.
♪♪
We have the knowledge and the tools now.
This town, others out there --
We could help them, Theresa.
-How many of those Harbinger Protectors are out there?
-Time to find out.
[ Engine starts ]
♪♪
In every lifetime, he has tested me
and I've failed.
For whatever reason,
I've been given a second chance in this lifetime.
How many other Rosalies out there can I save?
How many others are forced to be...
The Harbinger?
[ Dramatic music plays ]
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