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[wind howling]
[train whistling]
[melancholic music]
[man] Someone once said,
"Whoever fights monsters...
[train whistling]
should see to it that in the process
he does not become a monster."
[woman yells] Pull the trigger!
[sharp clacks]
Pull it! Do it!
[man] "And when you look long into an abyss,
the abyss also looks into you."
[woman] 'Cause we're all inside of you, you fuck!
[man] But the defining moments in our lives are never planned.
[melancholic music]
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[engine rumbling]
[train whistling]
[bell ringing]
[woman on radio] a waste of time and money.
[man on radio] Absolutely.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[man] I believe that we will be able to use this knowledge
to provide treatment for these poor souls.
[breaks screeching]
[echoing thuds]
[crickets chirping]
Department of Public Safety.
Vincent Dennison.
Vincent Dennison is a registered sex offender.
The sooner I can verify his address,
the sooner I can leave him alone.
[echoing whispers]
[woman] Make sure you keep a firm grip on the reins.
Don't let him get control. Don't worry...
[man] How your mood's been?
- [Vincent] Good. Yeah. - Taking your medication?
Have you used any aliases in the past six months?
No.
[woman on radio] sexual pathology...
[man on radio] Do you understand...
so you do everything just right.
Beautiful.
[birds chirping]
[echoing] what do you think about... you think about sexual thoughts?
[echoing] Sexual thought.
- I don't know. - [chuckles] Come on.
Everyone had sexual thoughts.
- It's all right. - You ain't supposed to ask me that.
That's not on the questionnaire.
[chuckles] Come on.
[train whistling and rattling]
[man on radio] sexual crime in the United States
has steadily increased since the 1940s,
and if we don't take measures, well...
[woman] No, no. He's controlling you now.
What do you think about when you masturbate?
About settling down with a nice girl?
[sighs] Do you think about holding her down?
[moans]
- [sharp thud] - [groans]
[sighs]
- [bell ringing] - [man] ...beginning to sound
like some our detractors, most of which are...
[man] Sometimes I think I could've done better.
[echoing] could've done better.
[horse neighing]
Are you looking for this, huh?
- [birds chirping] - Yeah.
Good boy. [clicks tongue]
[soft splashes]
[light melancholic music]
[softly] Good. Yeah.
[horse neighing]
- [girl] Bye, Harriet, I'll see you tomorrow. - See you.
[train whistling and rattling]
[chatter on radio echoing]
[wind whistling]
[train whistling and rattling]
[woman screaming]
[bell ringing]
[somber music]
[man] In other news, police are investigating
the disappearance of Harriet Wells.
The 17-year-old is believed to have been abducted...
Detectives investigating the disappearance
of 17-year-old Harriet Wells
are focusing on three schoolmates
who may have been the last to see her.
Harriet's parents made a plea today for help in tracing
- their daughter's whereabouts. - Mrs. Wells, have you had any news
- about your da... - I just want our daughter to come home.
- Come home. - [man 1] All news all the time.
We're going to go to some callers now.
- Caller, go ahead. - [man 2] Yeah, I want to know
wh... what the police are doing about this.
If anything, it just seems kind of outrageous to me
that no one seems to be doing a thing about this.
[light splashed]
[man] motel down the street.
The standoff lasted for four hours.
But tonight, homicide investigators have arrived at the crime scene
even though the woman who was stabbed multiple times is still alive.
She is described by friends as a caring person with a big heart.
[man] kick off real...
[soft clattering]
[country music]
[glass clicking]
[woman] That's a new one.
A traveling salesman with nothing to sell a girl.
Thanks.
You live around here?
Yes, I do.
- A long time? - [snorts] Forever.
Have you used any aliases in the last six months?
[soft clattering]
[sighs]
Freak.
[country music continues]
[dog barks]
[crickets chirping]
[muffled shouts]
[woman crying] Why are you doing this?
Please, don't.
[sobs] My God!
I won't tell anyone, I promise.
Let me go.
Why are you doing this to me?
[eerie music]
[screams]
[man] Shut the fuck up!
[birds chirping]
[indistinct chattering]
[man] She starts today.
You'll be sharing a desk and a car.
Oh, good. Good, good, good.
Good. You know I got another month, right?
Three weeks, three days.
You can retire right this minute if you want to.
- You've earned it. - Hell, no. No, no, Bobby.
No, I... I haven't earned this.
18 workdays. [scoffs]
It's one day for each year I've worked here.
You want to meet her?
Uh, send in Allison, please.
- [phone ringing] - Hi.
Uh, Allison Lowry.
[door softly clicks]
Yeah this is Errol Babbage.
Mr. Babbage, it's a pleasure to meet you.
Yeah. No need to be so wonderful, you got the job.
- Apparently. - Errol...
would you excuse us for a moment, please?
Surely, yeah.
Okay. Good. Very good.
[Bobby sighs]
Usually, I'd ask a seasoned guy like Errol
to help you stay out of trouble.
- I understand. - In this situation,
things are the other way around.
[man] He asked Harrison's desk...
[soft echoing]
[people laughing]
[suspenseful music]
Okay, I'll make sure...
[man] during the operations on...
[chair squeaks]
[woman] the registry...
[loud clattering]
[phone ringing]
Errol? Don't forget about Burgundy's tonight.
- What for? - Your retirement thing.
Okay. All right.
- Any questions, just ask. - Thank you.
[man] He's got a lot of aliases.
You're not gonna learn anything from them,
- except how to keep your job. - [sharp thud]
That's yours. This is your desk,
you can move that over if you want.
[Errol sighs]
- You coming? - Oh, yeah.
[horn honking]
- [woman] What do we want? - [crowd] Justice!
- [woman] When do we want? - [crowd] Now!
[Errol] We have a young man who just moved here from out of state.
- What did he do? - Rape.
Second degree plea bargain.
I don't care what he did, I care what he's gonna do.
- [woman] What do we want? - [crowd] Justice!
Janitors for justice. Excuse me, sir.
You know, these people are registered as a... as a courtesy to the public,
to the victims, to the people who testified against them.
I... also because... because of what they're capable of.
- Mm-hmm. - 'Cause of their potential.
- [soft whirring] - [high-pitched chime]
Registering them is one thing,
but telling their future? That's...
that's something else.
We're fortune tellers.
[man] I was misunderstood.
Males are more sexually aggressive by nature.
It's a way of passing on their genetic material.
[chuckles]
[Errol] Misunderstood.
His mother couldn't buy her off, that's what happened.
Like she did with all the others.
What's your name, honey?
Beatrice Bell.
Beatrice Bell? Oh, sweet.
So... so tell me, Beatrice Bell.
How often does Edmund here pass on his genetic material?
I don't know.
Does he ever pretend to hurt you...
[wind whistling]
strangle you?
I bet your body is covered in marks.
She'll take her clothes off and show you.
I'll tell her to.
May we see?
I want her to ask.
I don't think this is appropriate.
- Yeah, maybe you should wait outside. - No.
I want her to stay.
Stand up, sweetie.
Take your clothes off.
[eerie music]
[laughs] I so...
Um...
Okay. All right.
Thank you.
You can call me when you've had enough of this guy.
Help we get rid of him, okay?
Hey.
What's that?
Did you do this?
You guys finished with the survey?
- Did you do this? - By the way, I...
Hey! Did you do this?
[tense music]
You're a hitter, aren't you?
- Likes the sound of knuckles on a woman's body. - [scoffs]
[Edmund] Maybe she enjoys it.
Maybe I do too.
Okay, all right.
All right, Edmund. Okay.
I'm just coming... I'm here to welcome you to the state, so...
welcome.
I don't want to be misunderstood.
Call me.
Okay?
- Bye, Edmund. - Bye-bye.
[soft chattering]
Those questions weren't on the form.
Mr. Babbage.
They were invasive.
Touchers, feelers, flashers, peepers,
compulsive rapists, date rapists, fetishists,
exhibitionists, flatteurs, molesters of animals,
of retarded people, old people, dead people, statues.
You better tell me now if you're too squeamish for this job,
call your mother, have her come pick you up.
[chuckles]
[Errol sighs]
What are you circling?
I keep track of offenses that might have been committed
by one of my people.
If a pattern develops or something occurs to me
that could help the police, I pass it on.
Does it ever lead to anything?
An arrest?
[softly sighs]
So, what are you gonna do now?
I mean, when you retire.
I'm not retiring.
I'm being let go.
You could use a new look.
Get some of that hair out of your face.
I'll get the check.
[melancholic music]
[man on radio] High school students disappearance comes
into the midst of an ongoing controversy
about the growing number of registered sex offenders.
- [bell chimes] - Viola.
- Is Viola in? - [high-pitched chimes]
[lively music on radio]
Viola, I'd like you to meet my understudy,
- Allison Lowry. - Hi.
Hi.
[soft splashing]
[Errol] Next registrant.
Unlawful imprisonment, attempted sexual battery, three counts.
Sit up, please.
Did two years, could've been much worse,
except for the plea bargain,
partner executed in August.
- So, attempted battery? - [Viola] This way, please.
[Errol] Murderer.
Murder, murder, murder.
Yep, they slowly mutilated these women
until they die, took over a week,
and then they cut off their feet, their legs,
their hands, their arms,
their tongues, their ears, and their hair.
Jesus!
Well, three separate incidents.
It's all over the news.
The one executed is Paul Jerrod.
Partner who rolled on him was his wife.
We're talking about Paul Jerrod's wife?
Well, she's using her maiden name now,
aren't you, Viola?
- Ow! - Sorry.
Are you all right? You okay?
You should be more careful, Viola, huh?
You can take care of the registration.
[bell chimes]
[door bangs]
[Viola sighs]
He enjoyed that.
So, um,
how long have you worked here?
A week longer than the last time I was asked that question.
Errol was here last week?
Viola.
[door squeaks]
[distant chattering]
What's wrong?
The way you're looking at me.
I was as much a victim as those women.
I'm not here to go over that.
What would you like to know?
You know, this isn't necessary.
Paul would try out behavior on me,
things he later did to those women.
He asked me to enter the house...
barefoot,
brush my hair in front of a mirror...
while he crept up behind me and grabbed me around my neck.
[tense music]
Then he'd drag me off to the bedroom,
where he'd smother me with a plastic bag.
[loud rumbling]
The only reason...
I'm alive is because my death would affect him.
[deeply sighs] Usually, Mr. Babbage comes to my home
three, four times a month.
- What does he want? - The same questions,
over and over...
I'll make sure that he... he leaves you alone.
The way you're looking at me is...
- better. - [chuckles]
-[Viola sobs] Oh, you're lopsided. -Oh! [laughs]
- You wanna... - Yeah.
I'll finish.
- [door squeaks] - Thanks.
[suspenseful music]
[man on radio] It's been over 24 hours since police confirmed
the disappearance of Harriet Wells, age 17,
reported missing from her parents' home in Paradise Hills.
- [horn honking] - She was last seen yesterday...
[Errol] She said I saw her last week?
- Yes. - She said she was innocent?
[chuckles]
saying "our daughter..."
Did she say she got off on what her husband did
to those ladies?
she would never do that.
I can't tell if you're just green or indifferent.
Is indifference the same as wishing you'd come up for air once in a while?
I have 18 days to teach you everything I can.
[light somber music]
[engine rumbling]
[breaks screeching]
This isn't a registrant.
They had daughter disappeared
from her college campus six years ago.
- [dog barking] - [birds chirping]
And there're 100 victims
to every offender.
Don't tell them I got fired.
[door squeaking]
[wind-bells chiming]
Errol's visits are difficult for me.
But Anne...
seems to find some comfort in them.
I'm grateful to him for that.
That's her, that's Abigail.
-She's pretty -[chuckles]
We don't know what happened.
Errol is the only one who promised we would one day.
That we'd know.
The only one.
[melancholic music]
[Errol] These people don't just tell lies, they are lies.
In public they're decent,
socially responsible folk looking in the eye,
but never long enough to make you uncomfortable.
They shake your hand, patch on the back,
they'll never overdo it.
They're Christian if you are, they swear if you do,
and they do this because people like you
wrongly believe that public presentation
tells us all about private lives. Tells us nothing.
Hides everything.
And what about you, Mr. Babbage?
Tell me about your double life.
What do you think about?
I think about a girl who's dead
because I didn't look on a closet.
What was in the closet?
[upbeat country music]
- [glasses clinking] - [sighs]
[soft chattering]
$3,000 worth of girl's clothing.
You asked what was in the closet, so I'm telling.
[woman] Here you go.
- Um... - [sighs] Yeah.
And for you.
[deeply exhale]
He liked the malls.
[softly slurps]
He asked teenage girls to try things on,
then he'd bring himself off in the dressing rooms.
[sighs] Should've looked in his closet.
What happened?
Well, one day,
taking dresses home wasn't enough, so he took a girl home.
He hung himself afterwards.
It's all in those books.
That one's all about Paul and Viola Jerrod.
- [dog barking] - [crickets chirping]
[Allison] "Half a dozen missing girls might be buried at the site.
The coroner ultimately exhumed the remains of five victims
and parts of at least
eight additional unidentifiable corpses.
[suspenseful music]
During the trial, in 1998,
evidence was presented that before graduating from high school,
Paul Jerrod was already believed
- to have killed three young women. - [gasps]
- Since the death of her parents, when Viola was 16... - [Viola] My mother died
- when I was 16. - she'd been living alone."
[Viola] I lived alone on the farm after that.
That's when I met Paul.
-My husband. -[Allison] "On the witness stand,
Viola claimed to be just another victim."
[Viola] I still see him.
I find him in every man I meet.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
The only way I'd be rid of him and what he did to me...
is to die.
Jesus.
"Errol Babbage testified that more than
half a dozen missing girls might be buried at the site."
[light somber music]
[car engine rumbling]
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chattering]
[woman laughs]
[eerie music]
Oh, where did you get your scarf?
was having a sale, it was so awesome.
I'll have the nacho rapists.
[tense music]
[girls chattering]
The buffalo wing rapists.
The molesters of fried mozzarella.
I circled them all for you.
[women laughing]
[tense music increases]
Here's to Errol.
[people cheering]
Where is Errol, by the way?
- [sharp thud] - [grunts]
- [sharp thuds] - [grunts and groans]
[Edmund] Help. Help!
[woman 1] Oh!
[horn honking]
[woman 2 yells]
[woman 3] Help him!
[man] Welcome.
[echoing] Welcome...
[woman screaming]
[car engine rumbling]
[scream echoing]
[somber music]
[siren howling]
[car engine softly rumbling]
[light somber music]
[birds chirping]
[sobbing]
[melancholic music]
[grunts and sobs]
[softly whimpering]
[man 1 faintly shouting]
[man 2] Don't worry about it.
[music increases]
[men shouting]
[high-pitched squeaking]
[car engines rumbling]
[soft chattering]
[bell rings]
[suspenseful music]
[siren howling]
[loud explosion]
[coffee splashing]
[loud heartbeat]
[man] Eggs on the counter.
You see who left tha... that newspaper?
- Did you see... - No, I didn't see anyone.
Thanks.
[man] Three's up.
Did you put that down?
No.
Someone left this here, they left it for me.
How do you know somebody left it for you?
Look at it, it's circled,
it's folded just like me. Everything's the same.
No, don't... [stutters] don't touch it.
- This is the one I bought. - [paper rustling]
See that?
[woman] Right there on the menu. Would you like to try the eggs?
[Allison] "'A 17 year old's disappearance
may be the result of an abduction, '
a Sheriff's Department said Thursday
after her riding boot was found by police dogs
at a railroad near the King Community College
Freshman Suburban Home."
[melancholic music]
[breaks screeching]
- [chuckles] - [unintelligible chattering]
-Is that... what's his name? Babbage? -Yep.
Department of Public Safety.
All right, come with me.
Can you wait here, please?
I appreciate... appreciate it.
- DPS. Officer in charge? - I know.
- Yes. - Can we talk for a second?
Babbage, we're on it.
[sighs]
There are over 40 registered sexual offenders...
- I know. - within two miles of here.
- I know. - Yeah.
- We're handling it. - I...
[melancholic music]
You can take off, okay?
Sure.
[radio squeaking]
- What did they say? - They'll give me a medal.
- Really? - Yeah, it's on the mail.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[man on radio] Absolutely not.
specifically refers to child molesters.
We have a much greater success
with sexual predators or deviants.
[unintelligible chatter]
[Errol] Touchers, feelers, flashers...
peepers, impulsive rapists, date rapists, fetishists,
exhibitionist, flatteurs,
- molesters of animals... - 100 victims.
There are over 40...
- registered sexual offenders... - [woman] I know.
[Errol] He likes the sound of knuckles on a woman's body.
[Edmund] Maybe she enjoys it.
Maybe I do too.
[soft clicks]
[Bobby] Allison.
[soft chattering]
[light tense music]
Well, thank you for coming in, Mr. Grooms.
You know Edmund?
Yes.
You know anything about what happened to him?
No.
You know, I got a phone call today from the very agitated sheriff's investigator.
It seems a girl has disappeared,
- and you were out of her house? - Errol thinks
one of the registrants may be involved.
Well, how did Errol come up with that one?
Someone circled an article in the newspaper
and left it for him to find.
Errol was a no show at his retirement party the other night.
I'm not sure I understand.
These guys here are all familiar with Errol's routines,
and his habits, like how he dissects the newspapers, for instance.
And there was talk at the party of getting back at him.
You think someone here circled the article?
Yeah. Could be.
But maybe not.
- Are you gonna tell him? - You're gonna tell him.
Oh, and this abduction thing...
has nothing to do with what you're being paid for.
We're not police officers, were public servants,
all right?
You know, Errol told me that he's not retiring,
that he's being fired.
You know that they have a support group?
The offenders, they meet once a week.
They made up a list of grievances against Errol.
The offenders are offended...
and they'll go away when he does.
[somber music]
[Errol] Each of those are offenders.
Red ones, violent sexual acts
against teenage girls or young women.
Start with the registrants living closest to the missing girl.
It could take weeks to track down all these people.
- Maybe. - You know as well as I do
that there's an even chance Harriet Wells is a runaway.
Someone I know has her. Someone who knows me.
Someone on my registry.
[phone ringing]
I'm gonna call it a day.
Yeah, you do that, just call it a day.
[phone ringing]
Two months. That's how long you're gonna last.
But why should this job be any different than the others?
I'm not one of your registrants, Errol.
Just lay off the personal stuff.
Your mother said you spook easily.
- You talked to my mother? - Among others.
Said you change jobs at about the same rate you change man.
[chuckles]
Does privacy mean anything to you, Errol?
[sighs]
You are a nosy person, my friend.
He didn't just leave that newspaper for me,
he left it for you too.
When we find Harriet's body in a month,
you'll be the one sitting at this desk, not me.
[door bangs]
[phone ringing]
[woman] Police still have no leads in the case
of the missing 17-year-old Harriet Wells.
Detectives investigating say false tips
continue to complicate the investigation.
What about tha... that guy with the newspaper,
with the, uh, circling?
[man] No, no, it wasn't me, no.
Not you either.
Okay. I was wrong.
All right, well, I'll see you at work tomorrow, Allison,
- get some rest. - Well, but hey,
since I have you on the phone... [chuckles]
um, what else can you tell me about Errol?
Well, he likes to circle newspapers.
I... [chuckles] I've noticed.
- No, Errol is a good guy. - Mm-hmm.
When he started he was great.
- Yeah. - It was this one case, that young girl named Abigail taken.
He got obsessed by the whole thing and,
well, he got us into some serious trouble that time.
- [clicks] - He started carrying a gun around.
We don't carry guns. It's not part of our job.
We miss you, Harriet, please come home.
- Have a good night. - Okay.
- [high-pitched beep] - [woman on TV] ...right now...
- [ominous music] - [soft clinking]
[birds chirping]
[soft clattering]
[soft splashes]
- [loud clattering] - Oh God.
[deeply sighs]
[door softly squeaks]
What are you doing here, Errol?
Uh... [coughs] I have to tell you something.
I have to tell, uh, that... that I have trouble trusting.
[sighs] I have trouble trusting people.
Uh, even non-registrants.
And I apologize for being insensitive to your privacy,
- even though a background check is entirely reasonable. - [chuckles]
- [engine rumbling] - And you were right.
We gotta narrow down the list.
[light somber music]
[horn honking]
[cricket chirping]
[wind whistling]
[bird cawing]
What are we looking for?
This is where they found her riding boot.
Did she meet a boy here?
A friend?
Was someone waiting for her here?
[bell ringing]
[train whistling]
Someone would see.
[train whistling]
[loud rattling]
[Allison] Between 4:00, 4:30, you're the only engine on that track.
Yeah. Car was white.
Light color anyways, newest... shit, maybe even jap. Jesus.
So, I wonder why the cops didn't pick up on that?
[suspenseful music]
But she was talking to somebody in the car, but hell,
looked like she was just trying to catch a ride.
Did you see him? Did you see the driver,
the guy she was talking to?
[man] Uh, we didn't see anyone.
I was clearing the windshield.
But you got it wrong. She wasn't talking to the driver,
she was talking to someone in the passenger seat.
[echoing yells]
[suspenseful pop music]
[car engines rumbling]
- [high-pitched flash] - [Allison] Daniel Balden, former CPA, husband, father, peeper,
rapist, drives a white golf.
[man] Hold on.
[soft clattering]
- [high-pitched flash] - Carlos Hugo Catalan.
Unlawful sexual intercourse by fraud or fear,
drives a white Jeep Cherokee.
- [bird cawing] - [car engine rumbling]
-[high-pitched flash] -James Ray Ward. Solicitation of an individual
under the age of 18 to engage in sexual conduct.
Assault with intent to commit rape, second degree. A white Mazda.
[children shouting and laughing]
How you doing, James? I'm gonna take this to your parole officer.
What do you got? What is that?
You want me to do that?
'Cause that's something I'm gonna have to do.
- [high-pitched flash] - [Allison] Glenn Custis.
Use of a minor in a sexual performance,
rape, second degree.
Aggravated sexual battery, tan Ford Ranchero.
[sharp splash]
[breaks squeaking]
- [door squeaking] - [loud thud]
[people shouting]
[door squeaks and bangs]
[man shouting]
- [woman yells] - [man shouts]
[woman laughs]
Why don't you look down that way, I'll go this one?
[woman laughing]
[shuts echoing]
I'm okay.
[woman 1] Yeah! Yeah.
- [woman 1 grunting] - [man moaning]
- [woman 1] Do you like it? - [woman 2] Hey!
You want some of this? [laughs]
Viola?
[man speaking on TV]
[eerie music]
- I'm looking for Glenn Custis. - [loud bang]
[loud laugh]
[soft tinkling]
Glenn. Glenn.
Come on, this guy is looking for you.
- [woman grunting and shouting] - Glenn.
[Errol softly shushes]
[echoing] ...open.
[water dropping]
[woman moaning]
Glenn... Glenn.
Don't make me wait.
[panting]
- [sharp flash] - Oh, baby, there you are.
Smile.
- [moaning] - [sharp clicks]
[shouts] Fucking smile!
[distant shouts]
[loud laughter]
[sharp flashes]
[woman panting]
[high-pitched ringing]
What's that, baby... [gasps]
Oh, kind of game is that, baby?
You're my little baby? Mm?
[gasps]
Glenn, what are you doing?
I want you to stop.
I don't like that.
Stop it.
[woman yells]
[woman's laugh echoes]
[loud ringing]
[echoing whispering]
[shouts] Oh my God!
[whispering intensifies]
[loud laughter]
[yells]
You sick fuck! [screams]
- [woman yells] - [Allison] Glenn Custis!
[woman] Stop it!
- Stop! - [dog growling]
[man moaning]
Errol?
[footsteps approaching]
[Allison] Are you Glenn Custis?
Answer me?
- [gasps] - [eerie music]
[shouting] Let me out of here!
[woman shouts]
[woman grunts and shouts] Let me go! Why are you doing this?
I... I'm with the Department of Public Safety.
[woman grunting]
[yells]
- [gasps] - [door squeaks]
[pants]
[yells] Glenn! Let me go!
[tense music]
[door squeaks]
Get... get in... get in the car. Get in.
[engine revving]
[Glenn shouts]
[high-pitched clinking]
[loud thud]
[somber music]
Wolf!
[dog barks]
[engine revving]
[engine rumbling]
[tires skidding]
[bell softly ringing]
[thunder rumbling]
[tense music]
- [gasps] - We need to talk. This way.
[suspenseful music]
[wind whistling]
[engine softly rumbling]
[breaks squeaking]
[Glenn] Don't you fucking move.
Hey, we've got a problem.
I just got a visit from Babbage.
[Edmund] Are you fucking this up?
[Glenn] I told you not to fuck
with this bitch, she's nothing but trouble.
[Edmund] I'll take care of Viola.
You take care of Babbage and don't fuck it up.
[yelling and crying]
[sharp thuds]
[shouts] Stop!
[yells]
[engine rumbling]
[soft clattering]
[ambient music]
[bell ringing]
I got friends in low places. Isn't that right, Louis?
- What are you doing here? - I just want to see
how the new job is shaping up.
[soft thuds]
Hear you do good work.
I don't handle the photo center.
- The woman who does won't be back until... - [Errol grunts]
Who do you think you're talking to?
[sharp thuds]
I see your hobby is photography.
Boys and girls to play,
so I remember, and I do! And I do.
- Look at that. - I don't do that anymore.
He says he doesn't do that anymore. Should we believe him?
I don't know.
People get well.
Not my people.
She thinks she knows you, Louis, but she doesn't, does she?
- [sighs] No. - No, no.
This room is the only reason
you took this shitty job. Tell her.
[Errol] Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
[soft whirring]
[Allison] Jesus.
Do you think that's the missing girl?
Do you think that's Harriet?
[Errol] Not unless she has two left feet.
At least three people here, probably more.
Do you think he did this? Did you cut these women?
I think he has a friend. A funeral parlor or a morgue.
He probably do the carving.
I... I don't get this.
He's probably peddling then.
There. See? It's a centerfold. Porno, honey.
This is all porno, just porno.
[whirring continues]
[door softly clicks]
[ambient music]
Don't tell me this isn't what you wanted all along.
- What is it? - I quit, Errol. I do.
[deeply inhales and exhales]
No, that's not what I wanted.
I can't see their futures.
I have no interest in seeing their futures.
[sighs]
Have you thought...
have you wondered how you ended up in this job,
- how you ended up being my replacement? - [sighs]
Because I saw your application.
I cashed in, I cashed every possible favor I could.
There wasn't much left.
I saw all the applications.
You chose me?
You have a juvenile record.
I bet you would run away, among other things.
When your mother finally kicked out your father,
he came back for good.
He didn't hit you, but your big brother,
he got it constantly.
Your mother wouldn't admit
whether or not he, you know I don't know.
I suspect that both of you...
walked on eggshells around that house,
church mice.
I needed someone...
who could see the human condition for what it is.
- Look, I want you to look at this. - No, I can't.
I want you to see this girl.
- Is that Harriet? - No, no, it's not.
[Allison sobs]
It's staged.
All of them.
Didn't touch her face.
The real thing isn't so pretty.
[woman chattering]
Do you think Custis knows anything about Harriet Wells?
Tomorrow we can ask him.
[light somber music]
Do you think we can find him?
One of our flock is gonna know where he is.
[dog barking]
[breaks screeching]
Can you make it home?
[sighs]
Yeah, sure.
Ma... maybe a cup of coffee.
Okay.
[loud splashes]
So, you're not seeing anyone?
I mean, anyone steady.
[Allison] What did I tell you about the personal stuff?
[loud squeaks]
Okay. Whatever.
[soft splashes]
- [soft clinking] - [soft thud]
[soft clinking]
You know, it's just that I, uh,
I didn't see a spare toothbrush, or a man's razor. So...
[Errol deeply sighs]
But I did see a large pea coat hanging there.
Shiny elbows and missing buttons.
Smoker. It's not exactly your style, I don't think, but...
I guess it suited your needs for the time.
- [sighs] - Do you ever just have a normal conversation?
This is a normal conversation.
No, I mean, "Hey, hey, how are you?
Nice weather, huh? Hey, thanks for the drink."
[soft splashes]
You don't talk. You pump.
[softly snoring]
[light somber music]
Errol?
[dog growls]
[loud barks and growls]
[loud growls]
[yells]
[yells] Errol! Errol!
[loud bark]
[loud growls]
- [loud barks] - [shouts] Get out of the way!
[grunts]
[tense music]
[shouts]
[groans]
Get him!
[dog barks and growls]
- [gunshot fires] - [dog whines]
[panting]
[somber music]
[engine rumbling]
Custis. Custis!
[both pant]
Oh my God, let me see that. Come here.
[groans] Fuck, fuck!
You really should go to a doctor, Errol.
You really need to have this check.
- [shouts] Shit! - Yeah.
[soft splashing]
- [girl] I noticed... - [Errol] Haines Ownby.
Four counts solicitation.
Underage individuals engaged in sexual performance.
[Allison] What's he doing here?
[car engine revving]
[Errol] This is his feeding ground.
- [car alarm blaring] - [Allison] You better take it easy on those pills.
[unintelligible chattering]
[lively ambient music]
♪ Take your guy... ♪
Doing some shopping, Ownby?
You know, there's a sale at Penney's.
Men's department. You may want to check that out yourself.
I'm looking for Glenn Custis.
She might know where he is. You know where I can find her?
[soft chattering]
You know, I don't do that type of thing.
- Violence turns my stomach. - Oh, I forgot, yeah.
Yeah.
Did you hear that I'm... I'm...
[tense music]
I'm being put out to pasture?
And now, if I don't find a certain missing someone...
[kid shouts]
we're going to lose
Errol Babbage as we know him.
He will emerge as a total stranger,
and then all of us will have to take our chances.
[man] Yeah, you missed out...
Um, maybe I've seen her around and I could make a call.
Yeah. Yeah, thank you.
[cheerful music]
My name is Errol. All right, well, what's yours?
- Nadine. - [Errol] Nadine. Nice name.
Right. I'm gonna ask you something. I work for the city.
There's so... I'm looking for someone,
this is kind of important to me. Is this you?
Is that you?
Did you...
Look, I want you to look at this, because I think maybe...
this is you. Is that you?
- [grunts] - Is...
Fuck off.
And I think this is you. 'Cause it looks to me that that is you.
It's... it's okay. I'm...
Um, did Glenn Custis take these?
-All right, I... I'll catch you later. -Okay.
- If I tell you, Glenn will find out. - No.
No, no, I... I promise.
I don't know where to find him. But I can tell you how he found me.
Okay.
The lady that cuts my hair.
[man on radio] More to the point, one only has to examine...
[sharp clanks]
What did you do, go shopping?
- [sharp thuds] - [groans]
You stay away from here, do you hear me?
Yeah, I got a new tie. What do you think?
[sighs] Did you know Custis and Viola Jerrod know each other?
Yes.
Did you know he's been hanging around her beauty salon?
[man on radio] for five years.
Of course he would hang around the salon.
He can watch the girls get their hair done,
their nails done, hands, feet.
Do you think one of those girls is Harriet Wells?
- [soft squeak] - Viola?
[light tense music]
[music box chimes]
[clattering]
Errol, look at this.
That's what's wrong with the registry.
We don't just alert the public, we alert
every degenerate in the country.
You think Custis found Viola on the registry?
They found each other.
[baby cry echoing]
[doors squeak]
- [loud squeaks] - [sharp thud]
[scoffs]
She's running a fan club?
[soft chattering]
[Allison] Custis hooks up with Viola
and mistakes her for a kindred spirit.
So Custis has the idea for this fan club set up.
[echoing] And she... she tells him about the fan mail.
Just look at this stuff. [gasps]
[echoing whooshes]
"Dear Mrs. Jerrod, my heartfelt condolences
for your husband's senseless execution,
and I thought I could possibly
pay my respects in person." [echoing]
[soft splashes]
It's all the same kind of stuff.
[train whistling]
[loud rattling]
[woman screaming]
They find some girls and they take some photos.
[echoing whispering]
That just turn Custis on.
So now he needs the real thing,
he forces Viola to help him abduct Harriet. [echoing]
[Edmund] If I want to hit someone...
- [woman's gasp echoes] - maybe she enjoys it.
[echoing rattles]
Errol, we have to tell somebody.
[echoing] Errol, we have to tell somebody...
[soft chattering]
Errol?
[tense music]
Errol?
[soft splashes]
[eerie music]
This is a family restaurant, there are children present.
Maybe we're exhibitionists, maybe we like it that way.
Exhibitionists expose themselves,
usually to make an impression
with an otherwise unimpressive cock.
Now, what... what you are is an agoraphiliac.
You... you get turned on by having sex in public.
You need to shock strangers in order to boost your otherwise
deficient genital prowess, to beef up your beef.
[laughs]
So to speak, you make an impression.
Hey, get the fuck out of here!
Fucking pervert.
What the fuck is the problem, huh?
Don't you get it? Get the hell out of here!
- [woman yelling] - [glass tinkling]
[groans]
- [man] You... - [women screaming]
[sharp thuds]
[screaming continues]
- [sharp thuds] - [Errol grunts]
Get... get away...
[muffled chattering]
[phone faintly ringing]
[phone ringing]
[Bobby] handling this. Thank you.
[Bobby] Allison.
[man] Yeah, just do it now.
You know, Errol says he can tell
when someone is offending or about to offend.
They get all hyped up, engrossed, detached.
They start drinking too much, stop grooming.
And look at him.
could be his own profile.
- [chuckles] - There's a direct connection
between at least one of our registrants
and that missing girl, Harriet Wells.
You got any names?
Yeah, Glenn Custis and maybe Viola Jerrod.
- They're both AWOL. - And Errol led you to this conclusion?
Yes, it was his investigation.
Harriet called her mother today from California.
- She called? - Mm-hmm. I mean, they're following up,
but she is now just a run away.
- [Allison] Did you tell Errol? - Yep.
Well, it looks like he's cleared out his desk.
It's all yours. So why don't you start your job over
before you lose it?
You got two missing registrants,
begin with finding them.
So, that's it?
I mean, for Errol.
- Just like that. - Yeah, that.
And he's banned from the premises.
[phone faintly ringing]
[soft chattering]
[phone ringing]
[wind whistling]
[Bobby] I mean, look at him.
[echoing] Could be his own profile.
[Viola] By kingdom come.
We'll beat them.
On earth, as it is in Heaven.
- It's okay. - [eerie music]
- [whispers] It's okay. - [crying]
[Harriet sobs]
[tense music]
[door squeaks]
[keys tinkling]
- [door bangs] - [soft click]
[soft clattering]
[tense music]
[Errol shushes]
If I asked you, you think you could make a phone call?
You could say you're in California, alive and well?
- I don't know. - Could you make it sound convincing?
Put the gun down, Errol.
- Put it down! - Custis and Viola have Harriet Wells, and don't care
- what told her mo... - [shouts] Get the fuck out of my house!
Get the fuck out!
I'm sorry.
[light bang]
Look... look at these. Now, we... we thought
that these were taken... all of these were taken in Viola's house.
They weren't, they were taken here!
- Look at this. Look at this. - Stop, Errol.
Look. You see that? It's the same... same bed.
-It's the same bed! -[shouts and sobs] Stop it, Errol!
This is where it happened,
at the site of the original murders.
That's where it was. See? That's where they go.
This is where Viola... she lived here...
- I'm not listening to this. - right here in this house.
Her and Paul, they lived right there,
- and that's where they've taken... - I don't care.
[shouts] I don't care!
- I don't care! - [shouts] Harriet is here!
- Harriet... - Stop this!
[sobbing] You have to stop this!
[dramatic music]
Please, leave!
[sobs] Get out. Get out!
[door squeaks]
[softly sobs]
[melancholic music]
[sobs]
[sighs]
[gunshot fires]
[dogs barking]
[crickets chirping]
[tense music]
Shit, Errol, what are you doing?
I don't know.
[sighs]
You have to let it go, Errol.
You have to let it go.
You've done your best.
[whispers] That girl didn't come home.
Lots of girls don't come home.
A hundred a day.
Sometimes I think I could've done better.
Let it go.
Because sometimes I think...
Think about what?
I think what, Errol?
[whispers] Sometimes I think about hurting them.
[chuckles]
And when you say hurting, you mean killing?
Someone has to pay.
[sighs]
I have to take a trip.
The missing girl didn't come home. I'm gonna bring her home.
Are you coming?
You have to promise me something.
That this is your last trip.
[scoffs]
Say it.
This is my last everything.
[man on radio] August weekly...
[somber music]
[Errol] So, those two folks we visited.
[Allison] The couple with the missing daughter?
[Errol] Yeah. Yeah.
The girl disappeared around the time
Paul and Viola were doing whatever they were doing.
I was trying to get her to admit it, take me to where they buried her.
I'm gonna give those folks some peace.
[train whistling]
[train rattling]
I always suspected there were bones scattered all over these fields.
[Errol] Hold on.
[door squeaks]
[door loudly squeaks]
[wind whistling]
[light somber music]
- [door softly clicks] - [wind bells chime]
[eerie music]
[wind whistling]
[suspenseful music]
[Allison] Jesus.
[Errol whispers] The girl is here.
[door squeaks]
[sharp clicks]
- There's a flashlight in the car. - I'll go get it.
[door squeaks]
[panting]
[wind whistling]
[soft buzzing]
[buzzing intensifies]
- [loud clattering] - [gasps and groans]
[tense music]
[soft dripping]
[loud buzzing]
[gasps]
[sharply inhales]
[sharp rustling]
[dramatic music]
[loud buzzing]
[sharply exhales]
[door squeaks]
[gasps]
[suspenseful music]
[dripping continues]
[soft clatter]
[loud thud]
[loudly grunts]
[loud clattering]
[tense music]
[panting]
[footsteps receding]
[engine rumbling]
[panting]
[bird chirping]
[man groaning]
[birds cawing]
[dramatic music]
[whispers] Oh my God.
[Glenn grunts]
Where is Harriet Wells?
Where is she? Is sh... is she in there?
Is she alive?
[loud breathing]
Shit. I'm gonna go call for help.
It's too late.
Where's Harriet Wells?
[loud breathing]
[bird cawing]
Where is she?
[whispers] Tell me, motherfucker.
[grunts and moans]
When you get back and you declare
Glenn Custis deceased, tell the registry.
[Errol sighs]
Keep it posted for six months,
then dump it.
[wind howling]
[Harriet cries and whimpers] Please!
Let me go!
[crying]
[eerie music]
[engine rumbling]
"Heartfelt condolences for your husband's senseless execution.
And I thought I was misunderstood."
Signed EG, Edmund Grooms. It was Grooms with Viola.
- [gasps] - He forced her to live out his adolescent fantasies.
He probably paid Custis to help with Harriet.
[echoing whooshes]
[Viola] I was as much a victim as those women.
Paul would drag me off to the bedroom,
where he'd smother me.
[gasps]
[sobs] I was told to widen my eyes...
[gasps] Harder!
He didn't kill me.
Harder!
[tense music]
- [sharp slashing] - He killed who I was.
[echoing] ...killed who I was.
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
- [loud thud] - [sobs]
Fucking stubby fingers.
[cries]
[dramatic music intensifies]
It's time, Edmund.
[sighs]
They could be anywhere.
We need help.
[suspenseful music]
[breaks screeching]
[Errol] Viola Jerrod and Edmund Grooms have strayed.
And taken a girl and disappeared, just like that.
Not so easy without some kind of help.
[soft clicks]
Did you help them?
- [gunshot fires] - [shouts]
[people grunt and moan]
Oh my God!
-[Allison] Hey, come back here. -Vincent!
No, you're not leaving.
[shouts] Vincent, get back here!
Get your ass over here.
Fucking asshole. Shut up! Sit down!
- [sharp clatter] - It's gonna be messy.
This is gonna be very, very messy now.
- Come here, Louis. - [shouts] Someone tell him!
- Crawl. Put your hands up here. - [cries]
- [man] No, no, no. - You know where they are?
- [gunshot fires] - [shouts]
Stop! Stop, stop!
Stop firing! Stop! Stop, please. Stop!
I think... I think I know where they are. I know...
- I know where they are, man. - Where?
[tense music]
[shouts] Edmund!
- [cries] - [grunts]
Come to me, you worm, come to me, come to me now.
[muffled shouts]
On your knees.
Crawl! Bastard!
- Fucking bastard, you fucking hear me? - [Edmund loudly groans]
- Cut, cut, cut! - [sharp thuds]
Cut!
- [Harriet screams] - [Viola shushes]
[pants and chuckles]
It's okay, babe.
- It's okay. - [cries]
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[helicopter blades whirring]
[Harriet sharply inhales and cries]
[eerie music]
-[Viola whispers] It's okay, it's okay. -[Harriet gasps]
It's good, baby, it's so good.
[pants and shouts] More!
- Which one is it? - I'm not sure.
[suspenseful music]
[echoing whooshes]
[screams and cries]
I'm sorry, dear, you'r... you're gonna be so beautiful.
- [screams] - [grunts]
[Viola shushes]
[growls] Shut your fucking mouth, I will cut your hair off.
[distant screams]
[Harriet] No, please!
Let me go, let me go!
[bird cawing]
[wind whistling]
[distant shouts]
Now is the time. Call for help.
[suspenseful music]
[soft clicks]
- [shout] - Get the big knife, get the big knife! Go on!
- [loud screams] - [shushes]
[sharp thuds]
[screams]
[Viola shushes]
- It's Babbage! - What?
[shouts] It's Babbage!
[loudly screams]
[distant scream]
[whispers] Shut the fuck up!
[muffed screams]
Shut up!
[whispers] Shut the fuck up!
Shut up!
- Shut up! - [Harriet whimpers]
[panting]
Shut up!
- [door banging] - [dramatic music]
[soft clicks]
No, please!
- [shotgun fires] - [glass tinkling]
[gunshot echoes]
[wind whistling]
[footsteps approaching]
[Allison gasps]
Put it down!
He killed Harriet.
Just put it down.
[pants]
[sharp thuds]
I was trying to help.
I didn't mean to hurt him.
[melancholic music]
[high-pitched hiss]
[muffled shouts]
- Hey! - [Harriet screams]
She's not dead!
Get the fuck out!
- [thud] - You crazy fucking.
- [growls] - [Errol grunts]
- [shouts] - Drop it! Drop it!
- Drop it! - [panting]
- Is she okay? - Yeah!
[whimpers and cries]
- Down, down! - [Viola groans]
You and I are going to the farm, Viola.
Give me the gun.
Up!
[dramatic music]
[Harriet coughs]
Show me where Abigail is.
You're enjoying this.
[eerie music]
[engine rumbling]
[somber music]
[train rattling]
[high-pitched hisses]
[bell ringing]
[train rattling]
[train whistling]
[soft thuds]
[melancholic music]
[wind whistling]
[melancholic music]
You're gonna return her to her parents?
Take me. I'll tell them how she died.
You pathetic fuck.
[laughs]
[melancholic music]
[softly sighs]
I always thought something could've happened between us.
Maybe I should've made the first move.
You thought about me?
So, pull the trigger.
Errol. Errol!
Pull the trigger.
It feels amazing.
Just be a fucking man, Errol!
You want to be inside me?
- Shut up! - You want to be inside me,
you want to be inside me, because we're all inside of you,
you fuck! Do it!
Do it!
[echoing] Do it! Do it! Do it!
Shut up!
Fucking do it!
- You fucking man up! - [echoing] You fucking man up.
Do it!
-Fucking do it now! I am nothing! -[grunts]
[Errol shouts] Shut up!
Shut your fucking mouth!
Shut... Should've...
Shut up!
[Errol pants]
[deep heartbeat]
Stand up. Stand up!
[engine rumbling]
[train rattling]
[bell ringing]
[breaks screeching]
Errol!
[train whistling]
You came all the way out here to save her?
[laughs]
[melancholic music]
Okay.
- Harriet Wells is going to be okay. - [deeply sighs]
Her parents will have questions.
You skip the rough bits.
- I will. - [Viola] Errol!
There're more.
There're more buried here.
Let me show you. [laughs]
Let me show you! Let me show you.
- [Allison grunts] - [sharp shout]
[somber music]
[siren howling]
[melancholic music]
[Allison] Someone once said,
"Whoever fights monsters
should see to it that in the process...
he does not become a monster.
And when you look long into an abyss,
the abyss also looks into you."
The defining moments in our lives are never planned.
[gentle music]
This was my defining moment.
This was my resolution.
["After The Rain" by Aaron Kaplan]
♪ What it was? ♪
♪ A simple kind of ordinary dream ♪
♪ But I look around me now ♪
♪ And everything is changed somehow ♪
♪ As it does ♪
♪ 'Cause nothing is as perfect as it seems ♪
♪ So many with bad intent ♪
♪ Prey on the inside ♪
♪ In darkness they inspired ♪
♪ Life driven by desire to possess ♪
♪ At all cost ♪
♪ Before whatever hope I had was lost ♪
♪ An angel I must abide ♪
♪ Wherever those demons hide ♪
♪ I search for resolution ♪
♪ It's all that I could hope to get ♪
♪ Must put the past behind me ♪
♪ Silently my last refrain ♪
♪ Like the eerie kind of quiet after the rain ♪
♪ Dropping out ♪
♪ The echoes in my head are filled with doubt ♪
♪ Are all of my feelings numb? ♪
♪ The devil have I become ♪
♪ Still I try ♪
♪ But emptiness is all I ever find ♪
♪ In shadows I walk alone ♪
♪ The struggle is all I've known ♪
♪ Search for a resolution ♪
♪ It's all that I could hope to gain ♪
♪ Must put the past behind me ♪
♪ So silently my last refrain ♪
♪ Like the eerie kind of quiet after the rain ♪
♪ Search for the remedies ♪
♪ And somewhere ♪
♪ I can lay the blame ♪
♪ Can't pull from memories ♪
♪ So desperately I had it made ♪
♪ From this eerie kind of quiet after the rain ♪
[somber music]
[music continues]
[suspenseful music]
[music continues]