Follow me.
Soul cakes.
-Those look great, Mae. -Thank you.
-Come on, you're not carving it. -Hold on.
-Mom, can you cut my pumpkin? -Jules, help your sister.
You're seriously old enough to carve your own pumpkin, Dani.
-Where are you going? -Study session for AP Bio.
Oh, I found my old MCAT prep book. It might be outdated. Just take a look.
-Thanks. -Dani, don't forget your EpiPen.
There's a pocket inside your costume jacket.
-I know. -My favorite Hallow's Eve tradition.
Soul cakes.
There's a bean inside each one,
and if you guess which half the bean is in,
you get to make a wish.
I got one.
Well, since no one's helping me with my pumpkin,
I'm gonna practice a new routine.
So, Victoria Benenati's post says that you guys went to the mall together?
I'm not in the picture. I didn't do anything wrong.
-But you guys went without me? -You were at volleyball.
She wanted to look at Harvest Dance dresses.
You said you didn't care about the dance.
I don't.
Make a wish.
You can try another one.
Does anyone know where this came from?
Looks like your nightgown, Mae.
Oh, uh…
I-It's mine.
A-A few weeks ago after Dani's birthday party,
it was raining and I left the garage door open.
I-I went outside to close it.
I thought I put the nightgown in the hamper.
I'll launder it right away, Suzanne.
Okay.
Sorry.
You're supposed to use a scoop.
You're operating under the assumption I'm sharing this candy corn.
Then don't even think about touching my full-size Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
-No way. -Way.
Widened your search for the two-month Taurids meteor shower period.
Police records involving all white male victims.
You've got everything from arson to truck-hijacking.
Oh, boy.
Looks like I know what I'm doing this weekend.
-Let me know if you want company. -No plans?
I mean, I do have plans, but I can make some time.
Oh, heads up.
Captain asked me why you had me pulling the whole phone book.
I said I didn't know.
Thanks.
Can you get any more details from Dr. Mathis?
Nine years ago, West Haverford General didn't have a trauma unit.
If there is an Enoch and he was struck down,
the only place to take him would have been Remmingham Memorial.
Shit, that's good.
We gotta get those hospital records.
And you owe me dinner.
-Hey. -Some sequins fell off my jacket.
Can you help me sew them?
-I will in a minute, sweetheart. -Okay.
Hey, how-- how's the column coming?
You're not here to talk about the column. You're here because of Mae.
I do care very much about your column,
and I am also curious about the nightgown.
That night, I heard a noise outside
and Mae was in this kind of trance.
Just walking outside and holding a white rose.
Where did the rose come from?
I don't know.
She said that she was special and that she needed to go home.
Mae was taught that symbols have power.
When she encounters certain ones,
they can trigger an unconscious behavioral response,
but…
she can't help it.
I told her that I would wash the nightgown
and I hid it in the laundry room and then I forgot.
I guess that makes me a bad friend.
Of course not.
Does Mae actually believe this stuff?
I don't know.
-Dad? -Yeah.
Dani-Bear, check it out. That jacket turned out great.
I need help sewing some sequins on.
Oh, well, you know, I'm not, uh, I'm not great with a needle.
-But I do know my way around a glue gun.
I'll go out to the garage and grab it. Okay?
-Okay. -Okay.
Cheryl. Tell me we have an offer.
Oh… Oh, thank God.
Yeah, that's great.
I'll be there. Thank you.
O Granter of Wishes, please accept my offering
and grant me my wish.
Mae. Are you back here?
There you are.
Oh. What is that?
It's for offerings to have wishes granted.
Are you wishing for something?
To stay here with you.
What do you think will happen if you go back?
The same thing that happened to Mary.
Who's Mary?
Many years ago…
Caleb and Seamus Dodd
were the most devout brothers in Connemara, Ireland.
But Ireland was dying, with no end to the famine.
Caleb, Seamus, and their followers worshipped Yahweh.
Yahweh led them to America.
But despite their prayers, famine followed them.
Their crops failed, animals starved, their children began to die,
including Caleb's whole family.
While Seamus clung to the word of jealous Yahweh, wrathful God,
his brother Caleb heard a new gospel,
sent not from Heaven, but from a new messenger.
A crow.
A crow?
The crow spoke to Caleb,
revealing that the path from darkness is lit by the light of Lucifer,
Granter of Wishes.
Lucifer demands offerings, but if sated, he hears our prayers.
Caleb brought this covenant to all, and all followed, except one.
Seamus's now-widowed wife, Mary Dodd.
Caleb made an offering to take her as his wife.
Devastated by the loss of her husband, Mary was unable to accept.
So it was foretold to Caleb that Mary was special.
To keep her pure, Mary made herself a willing offering.
And by the light of the full moon,
Mary was marked and made her vow to marry The First Prophet.
She commuted her life in service of the flock,
which Caleb called Sliocht an Diabhail.
"The Devil's Own."
By binding her life to Lucifer, Mary helped save her people
and became the first link in the chain that shall never be broken.
Caleb and his followers were led by the crow to a new land,
where the crops were abundant.
He called this land Amontown,
where Sliocht an Diabhail has lived ever since.
And now it's happening again.
There's a plague on our crops. We can't feed our livestock.
Like Mary,
someone special has to be married to The First Prophet…
to save Sliocht an Diabhail.
And they told you that you were special.
I broke the chain.
Their suffering is my fault.
Mae, I know it's hard not to blame yourself
when your family's in crisis.
But it's…
It's not your fault that your family is broken.
That's something I had to learn a long time ago.
You deserve to be loved, Mae.
You deserve to be loved.
Hello, hello, RHS, and happy Halloween…
Hey, there's my star journalist. Your column on Isaac was epic.
Thanks.
Except, Isaac's barely talking to me
-now that I'm doing Victoria Benenati. -Hey, you coming to the bonfire tonight?
Oh, Isaac and I usually do this thing where we watch a Stephen King movie,
but it sounds really fun.
Um, I don't have a ride, though.
I can be a designated driver. I can pick you all up later.
-All? -You and Mae. And Isaac if he wants, too.
Okay, yeah. Sounds great.
Great.
-So, she's supposed to marry
The First Prophet to save The Devil's Own.
I suppose this whole thing is the cult's version of becoming a nun.
Do they have nuns in Amontown?
I mean, I saw a bunch of women out there in purple robes.
Reminded me of the nuns I had in school.
So, marking Mae, forcing her to become a nun,
that's all supposed to save the crops, but it seems a bit far-fetched.
It explains the huitlacoche.
What's that?
Corn fungus.
-What can I get you? -Americano, black for me.
Medium roast with half-and-half, please.
Yeah, I saw it in a field when I drove out there.
Some pretty weird-looking stuff.
Usually, you burn it down but it looks like they were saving some of it.
Maybe they're planning to use it ceremonially.
It's only a matter of time before they push the right button…
-Coffee's up. -…that triggers her to go back.
If he exists, Enoch still seems like our best shot.
If she can see that he's still alive,
then she'll know that they lied to her about his death and everything else.
And he'd be another witness to whatever the hell's going on out there.
You think you can talk to Mae?
I need some more information so I can narrow down my search.
Maybe you can get some more specific dates.
-I'll try. -Oh, also, I wanted to ask you.
There was only one trauma center in Haverford County back then. Yours.
If Enoch did come in, there'd be a record for him.
I'd need a warrant to get it, and you wouldn't.
I wish I could. But, I mean, he wasn't my patient.
HIPAA limits access to primary care team. I-I could lose my job.
Okay.
Well, maybe Mae can get us some more info.
Oh, hopefully.
-Thanks for the coffee. -You're welcome.
Hey! So, Sebastian invited us to that bonfire.
We can just watch Carrie this weekend.
Cool, except for the bonfire part.
Well, I haven't been invited before.
Yeah, neither have I,
but I thought neither of us cared about warm beer
-and RHS keg stand records.
Well, Mae wants to go.
Isaac, I'm trying to branch out, remember? "New year, New Jules."
So old Isaac isn't good enough for new Jules?
Okay, you are choosing not to branch out with me.
I'm choosing to participate
in the Halloween tradition you and I have had since third grade,
not flake with my new best friend.
She's not my new best friend.
Seriously? You're not fooling anyone.
It's Halloween. I have plans with my kids.
Dr. Lee is sick. And remember last week and the week before that
when you left early and said,
-"Thanks, Rhoda, I owe you one"?
Okay, yeah, I'll be there.
-You'll be where? -The hospital called me in.
Can you take Dani to Melissa Green's house for trick-or-treating?
-Sorry, I can't. -What do you have to do?
Sorry. That came out weird.
It's okay. I'm meeting Cheryl about Windemere.
I told you, I'd find a buyer.
That's-- that's great. But this is a shift I can't get out of.
Rhoda's holding it over my head that I had to leave early.
When did you leave early?
For Mae's hearing.
And for the meeting at school about her scar after the column came out.
So, it's because of Mae?
I have to work this shift. My job is important.
My meeting is important.
-Peter-- -My work is not as important as your work?
-No, that is not what I'm saying. -Then what are you saying?
I'm saying that…
someone needs to take Dani to Melissa Green's house.
Sebastian can drop her off. He's taking Jules and Mae to the bonfire.
Since when are they going to a bonfire?
Jules called and asked if she could go, I said yes.
Oh, she called you?
-Um, yep. -You know what? I'll call Melissa's mom.
I'm sure she can pick Dani up and then drop her off when they're done.
-Great. -Great.
Ready to get these carrying costs off your hands?
Oh. You have no idea.
But, uh, where's the buyer?
-You're looking at her.
You said we had offers coming in. People loved the place.
They didn't love the price. And it's over-customized. No one bit.
Well, shit, Cheryl.
I know, but I wanna help. I'll take it off your hands.
My offer.
You can pay off your loans and avoid foreclosure.
You lowballing me?
Peter, it's worth what someone's willing to pay.
This is the best I can do.
Shit.
Mom?
Yeah? Oh, you look cute.
You copied my costume?
There are two Carries.
You're the Carrie from the old movie and I'm the new Carrie.
-Oh, see? Two different Carries.
I'm gonna finish my costume outside.
I'll help you.
Wait, uh, Mae, um…
is there anything else you can tell me about the boy who tried to leave?
Enoch?
Do you remember where you were when you found out that he left?
W-Were you in your house or in the church or…
I was outside.
Oh.
How did you feel about Enoch running away?
I was scared.
Scared because it was scary to think about leaving?
No, because they put his parents in the stocks.
The moon was full.
You could see them bright as day.
The moon was full.
Thank you for sharing that with me.
Have fun tonight. You and Jules stick together, okay?
-Of course, Suzanne.
We rely-upon.
Can I help you?
Oh, Peter Mathis. I-I was looking for Patti Myers.
Oh, Ms. Myers no longer works here. I handle all her accounts now.
Oh, okay.
Larry Gillium, loan manager.
Well, Larry, I was hoping I could get another extension.
Thank you.
All right. The balance of your loan is due in six days.
Is there anything you can do?
Mr. Mathis, we both know
you shouldn't have received that extension in the first place.
If you can't repay the debt, the bank will foreclose on the property.
-Cerberus.
Go hunt.
Good afternoon, Officer.
Sheriff.
Take me to your leader.
-Thank you.
Trick or treat?
-I got two.
What are you anyway?
I'm Columbia from Rocky Horror.
"I loved you. Do you hear me? I loved you."
The eighth-grade boys are gonna go egg houses a few blocks away. We're so going.
What about trick-or-treating?
You seriously care about candy?
All right. Come on. Let's go to this one.
Let me guess. Carrie.
Doctor Who.
Classic.
Hi, Sebastian.
Carrie twins? Love it.
You should do The Shining twins next year.
-So dope.
All right, let's do it.
Milady?
Thank you.
I'm melting!
-I'm melting! -You're okay.
Get a serum and urine tox screen. See if you can locate his parents.
And let's get a one-to-one in here to keep an eye on him.
-I'm melting. -Thanks, Jane. You'll be fine.
Overdose in 230.
-Okay. -Post stomach pump and ready to see you.
Got it. Thank you.
Yeah. Nice job.
All right, come on, let's see.
Yeah!
Thanks for inviting me.
I'm having more fun than I thought.
I'm down for an extremely stereotypical high school party,
-if it's chill.
Yeah. Unlike the Harvest Dance. I heard people are already renting limos.
What's this year's theme? Clichés?
I heard it narrowly inched out Tropes.
So, are you, are you going to the dance?
I plan on checking it out. Yeah.
Would you wanna go together?
-I'd love that.
But I just asked Mae.
We could give you a ride, though.
Mae, your marshmallow's ready.
Thank you.
-Mmm. It's pretty good. -Good?
I knew you'd like it. Yeah, no, they're my favorite.
Bound by the chain of suffering,
we endure until the dawning of the morning star,
when Lucifer shall be loose for a thousand years.
Before us stands the willing sacrifice.
May it please you, O Ruler of Demons.
For unbelievers, there will be no quarter, but for his portion…
Sliocht an Diabhail.
For his portion, great sacrifice shall be met with great reward.
Time to call it a night, Columbia.
My parents are giving us the lake house for after Harvest.
So, party after the dance?
-I'm on fire! Whoo! -Finally!
Um, I'll be right back. Excuse me.
What's up?
-I need a ride. -Don't you have plans with your twin?
She's busy being more popular than me and stealing my crush.
I'm sorry but Teddy has an after-party he wants to go to.
Call Isaac.
Yes!
So, what can I get you?
Uh, could I take that lager?
-Episode four, not six?
Kept it classy.
Well, you win a free lager.
Wow.
Thanks.
So, what brings you out tonight?
Oh, you know, life stuff.
Cheers to life stuff.
-Hi, Billy. -Hi, Dr. Mathis.
I can't believe Billy's back. What happened?
Dad said he fell down the stairs.
After all we went through to keep him safe and get him into that group home,
I can't believe a judge would reverse that order.
No, he left the group home on his own. Went back to Dad.
The abuse felt like home.
Yeah, his blood pressure's stable.
-Happy Halloween.
I think it's stuck or something.
Let me help you.
If you don't wanna wait till Harvest, I won't judge you.
-Oh.
-Not the boots.
I'm sorry.
-I'll go get some water.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Are you a senior?
-I graduated last year. I'm going to OSU. -Oh.
I just came to see an old friend.
Cheers.
-I'll see you around.
-Oh, sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.
-You come here often?
Here. I brought provisions.
-Thanks. You're a lifesaver. -Mm-hmm.
-Mmm.
-Yeah. -Oh. Thank you.
Remember our first STEM party freshman year?
We got so drunk, I puked all night.
Yeah.
Oh, um…
I'm so sorry.
-I'm so sorry. -No.
-It's okay. -I'm sorry.
Let's, um, let's get you cleaned up.
-I'm so sorry. -It's okay.
Code blue. Code blue, room 212. Code blue.
Suzanne, you wanna take care of that?
-I'm coming. -Code blue.
Is that Mr. Jackson in 212?
Code blue.
Are you on my ID?
Oh, sorry, I-- I didn't realize I was still on your account.
By blood we are broken, by blood we are born.
With this blood, by the Covenant of Caleb,
in Lucifer's name you will be transformed.
Lucifer, accept this sacred light-bearer.
Guide and protect him so that we may rely upon his work,
and survive the long night until the dawning.
The chain shall not be broken.
Come on. Come on.
Everyone loves our costume.
Why are you doing this to me?
Doing what?
Sebastian said he's taking you to the Harvest Dance.
He asked me. You said you didn't care about the dance.
I didn't mean it.
Jules, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.
Everything just happens for you.
I try and I try and I try, and I never get anything right.
That's not true.
Everyone loves your column, and you're an amazing photographer.
And I won't go to the dance with Sebastian.
He is not important to me. You are.
Mae, Jules, someone called the cops.
We have to get out of here.
Quick, they're coming.
I'll get a ride with someone else.
Just go.
-You want a ride? -Okay.
Grab the beer!
Allison, grab the beer!
You need a lift?
Giving a few people rides.
Thanks.
Come on.
French fries are magic.
And they're ten times better when you're drunk.
Mm-hmm.
-I heard back from that company. -Mmm.
They offered me a coding job.
-Are you gonna take it? -Mmm.
-I haven't decided yet. -Mmm.
I'm sorry I tried to make out with you.
You have a boyfriend.
-I know, but I-- -But what?
You two are gonna go to OSU together,
then you'll get married at the club,
and take portraits with your 2.4 kids, right?
Why do you care anyway?
I guess I have a vested interest in knowing
if you'll ever date a girl again.
Maybe we should talk about this
when I don't smell like french fries and vomit.
Fair.
-Okay, deal.
Why is my front door open?
-I should settle up. -Have a shot with me.
Oh, I-I should get going.
If only people did what they should.
-Ah.
Sorry.
Peter Mathis.
I'll be right there.
Dr. Mathis.
Suzanne.
Uh, just a second.
Right now. It's personal.
It's just the left, up here.
You can just take the next left.
It's okay, Jules. I'll get you where you need to be.