I was thinking maybe you were a no-show.
Middle of the day. Hard to disentangle from work.
So many flakes on the message board. You never know.
But you're here now.
Let's see what I'm working with here.
You negative?
Just tested.
All top and popper-friendly.
Just like the posting says.
No! No, Daddy! Daddy, no!
Daddy, no!
Hey. It's me.
So listen.
What happened yesterday with that guy,
it was a terrible thing, and...
If I could take it all back, I...
But what happened before the shooting with us,
that was maybe the most beautiful thing,
at least for me.
All the gunfire in the world can't change that.
I'll say a prayer for the guy.
But call me back when you get this, OK? I need to see you.
It's me, Roman.
You've reached Andreas. I can't take your call.
Please leave a message.
It's your fiancée calling, again.
Where are you? You were supposed to be here two hours ago.
Remember I bought you a really expensive watch?
How about you try using it to tell the time? OK? Call me.
And if you ran off to Vegas with some stripper...
Just...call me back, you dummy.
Fuck!
Directions to the body if you want him back.
If it was up to me,
I'd leave that shithead with the rats,
just like the rest of the garbage.
Doesn't sound like you want to be an upir
living in East Cornwall.
Those things just kept...coming.
This is far worse than I imagined.
Things seem to have escalated precipitously.
Six weeks ago, Arnold Spivak MD morphs into a...
..flying reptoid.
Then out of nowhere, this shit?
- Are the two related? - You got to ask the question.
I've been wondering the same thing
and analysing these autopsy results
looking for any connection to the Spivak genome.
And?
So far, nothing,
but now that this evidence has surfaced linking Spivak
to genetic research the Nazis were doing...
- What evidence? - Well, uh...
What I meant to say is I should, or, rather, I will,
do some investigating, see if there's...
..evidence that Spivak WAS aware
of the research the... Nazis were doing.
That could tell us something.
I'm so glad you and Annie made it back from East Cornwall OK.
You were lucky.
I make my own luck.
He's not answering texts or returning calls,
and neither is Peter.
Oh, they're still probably passed out cold.
Or Andreas is so hung-over that he can't move his lips
to lie about how he didn't do blow
off a stripper's ass last night.
No, Andreas doesn't do blow. He has terrible sinuses.
No, this is the guy who calls me 12 times a day about nothing.
They stop talking to you when they get married.
Which is fine. When they stop listening, the trouble starts.
He promised he would be back in time to drive me
to the bridal boutique - it was his idea.
You can worry about Andreas
while you're trying on dresses.
The designer gets a $100 deposit,
and I don't want to lose my money.
OK? Now, let's go.
Give it back to me.
It's mine! Come on!
Now, beat it, Pancho.
Go back to that pupuseria you call a country.
Give me that back, and my name is not Pancho.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Now... Now, now, now, now.
It seems like somebody here has gone to the anger place,
which is not a positive place.
He took my personal shit, including two cans of potatoes.
The bag was left unattended, therefore mine,
according to the laws of the streets.
Streets? You're tripping.
Give the young fella back his bag and his potatoes.
You can help yourself to as much as you want from the truck.
He's the one always stirring up this shit.
- And who asked you anyway? - Alright. See...
Now you're going to the blame place,
which is not a positive place... or a creative place.
How about you go to the shut-the-fuck-up place?
I warned you.
But you wouldn't listen.
You were fierce out there,
getting all up in McDougal's grill.
He hit you.
Well, he could have done the same to you.
Well, I've got size on him.
And a face that can take a punch
and no-one would notice.
That's it.
That's why you seem so familiar to me.
I seem familiar?
No-one has ever said that to me.
You are a James Cameron heroine.
Good Lord.
No, a fierce and powerful woman, a warrior, yet...
..decidedly feminine,
larger than life, literally, and, uh,
idiosyncratically beautiful.
Boy, you must have been hit pretty hard.
- Do you know what day it is? - It's Tuesday.
I was, um...picking up a load of corn niblets in town.
Who's the President of the United States?
Like it even matters.
The theatre's showing one of James Cameron's movies,
an under-appreciated classic
portending the greatness to come -
'Piranha II'.
Want to go?
To the movies?
And then after,
we can go to the dump and, uh...
..watch raccoons forage for scraps and whatnot.
It's a date night.
A date.
I can't.
I'm not... I can't.
Hello. I'm returning a call from this number.
If you could give me a call back, I'd appreciate it.
- Thanks. - Sorry I'm late.
"From the desk of Roman Godfrey"?
My little sociopath a business tycoon? Who would have thunk?
He's got me running down wrong numbers now looking for the kid.
What'd you find out about Shelley?
Your daughter has taken up residence at the Godfrey Mill.
Oh, good heavens.
That place is a rat's nest of dope fiends, winos and bums.
Truck they used to move her things
out of your apartment is...
Her things? That's stolen property.
- That belongs to me. - In any case...
The vehicle is registered to an Aitor Quantic
of Two Rivers, Wisconsin.
38 years old, Pennsylvania driver's licence,
probably the guy she rolls with.
My daughter doesn't 'roll' with anyone,
certainly not some middle-aged pervert.
- I want him arrested. - For?
Burglary, for one. He broke into my house.
If she resides at that address, it's not a burg...
This predator is manipulating a young girl's broken mind.
Why are you siding with him?
What's the matter?
You never seen a mother
heartsick over a troubled teen?
I'm not taking his side.
But you can't use the police to declare war
on some guy Shelley apparently wants to hang out with.
What man wants to hang out
with a girl that looks like that?
I...I'll forbid her from having anything to do with him.
As a former bad boy, quickest way to get a girl to bend over
is for her mom or dad to disapprove of you.
It's like giving her Spanish fly.
Chango. He's a protector of children.
- What are you talking about? - I want you to wear this.
In my culture, Chango's a big deal.
Getting my daughter back is gonna take
a little more than lucky charms.
Chango was also the spirit guide of self-control.
Losing one's shit accomplishes nothing.
My gift to you.
'Chango'?
Spanish slang for 'monkey',
and my grandmother's nickname for me.
Suits you.
Thank you.
Is this a destination wedding?
- Vegas? Beach in Hawaii? - No, a church.
- We're staying local. - Hm.
Gets complicated enough without throwing airports into the mix.
You'll want something a little more formal.
Maybe a cathedral train?
She'll look just like an angel floating on a cloud.
Fuck!
Or maybe a naughty princess.
Let's talk about colour.
This one comes in natural, beige,
bone and biscuit.
- Could you try Bajram again? - It just goes to voicemail.
With your height,
you could really own the mermaid silhouette.
Um... What colours does it come in?
Natural, beige, bone and biscuit.
Maybe they got arrested.
Buy that dress quick before all the money's used for bail.
We can make this out of organza, silk,
batiste, shantung, brocade or satin.
OK, Andreas.
I'm officially pissed. Where the fuck are you?
All I can say is you better have a good fucking excuse.
- What colours does it come in? - Uh, natural, beige, bone and...
Biscuit.
Have some more kimchi. There's plenty.
We got a lot of this stuff.
You ready to get back on that stage?
This is when I could probably use those drugs
they were giving me.
I don't want to go up there and keel over again.
Alright. Here's what you do when you get nervous.
You look at nervous, and you say,
"Welcome.
"I recognise you. You're nervous.
"Who do you belong to?"
And you look around, you say, "Hey!
"Anybody lose nervous? He's right over here."
You go do what you got to do, and you let somebody else
figure out who nervous belongs to.
Got it.
And, uh, push the kimchi. We got a shitload.
Yeah, girl!
I wrote something I was gonna read to you today.
Then I came across something I like better
because it reminds me...
It reminds me of someone I love very much
who I miss a lot.
The poem was written by Richard Brautigan.
It's called 'Boo, Forever'.
This is for you, Uncle Norman, wherever you are.
"Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top,
"I am haunted by all the space I will live without you."
Uh, there's more kimchi than we know what to do with.
Take as much as you like. Give some to your friends.
Pass along the abundance.
So this is how you've been spending your time
while I've been practically catatonic with worry?
Mother, what are you doing here?
Well, I hope you're pleased, sullying the Godfrey name
while slumming with these filthy, lice-infested halfwits.
After all we've done, trying to rescue you from insanity,
this is how you repay us?
Welcome to Rooster Poot.
- I am Aitor Quantic. - Oh, I know who you are.
And you're going to wish we never crossed paths.
Come along, dear - let's get you home and deloused
before you go completely insane.
I've never felt more sane in my life.
Are you coming home? Do I need to send for men in white coats?
I'm starting to think maybe I'm not the one who's crazy.
So that was Mom.
Yep.
What time is that movie?
You know who's responsible for this?
Labour unions, with their brotherhoods and picket signs,
shutting down the factories that built this country,
turning the Godfrey Mill into the Black Hole of Hemlock Grove,
a cesspool of filth and indolence.
Garbage-eaters and idiots
defecating in front of each other.
And this is where my daughter feels right at home.
This is not my fault. This is so not my fault.
How could I have failed so miserably?
First Roman, now Shelley.
I have half a mind to run screaming for the hills myself. I'm not even your kid.
All those hours in labour pushing and screaming, for what?
To be told I don't matter, I don't count for anything?
Now you know how Annie feels.
That is her name, isn't it?
Your daughter who came looking for you the other day
who you sent packing?
For someone who spent all those years onstage,
that was a mighty thin performance.
She'd probably end up hating me anyway.
Or you get a fresh start and make sure that doesn't happen.
I might actually like my father
if I was meeting him for the first time.
And who knows?
Maybe you get a few pointers
on how to fix things with the other two.
I wouldn't hold my breath with Roman.
I guess you never know.
I'll let Chango be my guide.
Oh, my gosh.
Andreas is gonna wish he stayed MIA
when he gets the bill for this.
I don't think he's ever gonna come back.
- It's gonna be OK. - Honestly.
- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
- What's happening? - D?
Somebody?
What do you think, Chango?
Do I look maternal enough?
Who needs to look maternal?
Mmm. No sign of disease.
Oh, you really do have exquisite hands, Olivia.
She's damn lucky to have climbed out of this gene pool.
I've always been...terrified the day would come
when you would...find me and want answers, and I, uh...
I-I don't deal with fear at all well. I...
I run away from it.
That's what I did, or...
..tried to, by, uh...
..shutting the door in my daughter's face.
I wouldn't blame you if you did the same thing to me. I, um...
Just...before you close the door,
I...I want to apologise for...
..the way I treated you the other day.
And for the things that happened over a century ago.
He was a surgeon at the base in Basra.
I was a Red Cross nurse at a refugee hospital.
- He was handsome. - Mmm.
Love at first sight
over amputations and sucking chest wounds.
And here is your granddaughter, Katarina.
She's seven there. High scorer for her team.
That was taken a week before the accident.
She has your eyes.
Pryce tried to play it off, but he's not that good of an actor.
The coincidence of him mentioning evidence of Spivak
the day after Ochoa showed us that picture
strikes me as awfully coincidental.
You gonna answer that?
Logic would suggest Ochoa's the leak.
I mean, we already don't trust him.
- Right. - Somehow...
Olivia, toxic, manipulative cunt that she is,
got a hook into him.
So I left him a message with his landlord
saying it was from Olivia,
to meet her, the same place as last time.
20 bucks says he'll take the bait.
Yeah.
Peter?
Are you OK?
Here he is.
They taught me everything I'll ever need to know about faith.
Katarina especially.
She died in my arms.
But I know she'll...
..always be...
..perfect, whole and complete, wherever she is.
To me, 'faith' is a word that describes something
you know isn't real but you wish it was.
'Faith' is a... a sad word, in a way.
What do you believe in?
I believe in the world
and all its hot mess.
The gift of being upir is you get to live in it
for a very long time.
No light. Turn it off, please.
No light.
Thank you.
It's just...
..a thing of mine.
I've been a nurse since 1914.
I worked in a field hospital during the Battle of the Marne.
In seven days, there were 250,000 French casualties.
You can't imagine.
I-I...think I remember reading something about that somewhere.
Then I moved back to France in 1944.
My fiancé at the time was a Canadian army officer.
- I was a nursing sister. - What happened to him?
He saw combat in the Ardennes during the Battle of the Bulge.
PTSD.
We drifted apart.
You do like soldier boys.
And the war machine.
Staying that close to the meat grinder,
you must have had an endless supply of blood and guts,
one great big buffet.
That's not why I became a combat nurse.
- It was a way for me to atone. - For what?
All the innocent lives I took
feeding in the world when I was a young upir.
I had an epiphany, and...and ever since...
Oh, please tell me you're not one of those...
..self-loathing vegan vampires.
Not at all, but I think there is a more humane way to feed.
The fat man in a restaurant does not feel the need
to atone for his pork chop.
And that's the last time I ever saw my father.
You see, darkness for me...
..washes away all the bad things.
They messed with your head real good, buddy,
'Cause that is some fucked-up shit.
He was a... a beautiful boy, strong.
He had sweet eyes, blue as robins' eggs,
smelled like hay, and he was always laughing.
We were children - babies, really.
Grown-ups would never let us be together, of course,
a stable boy.
We were gonna run away, your father and I.
- Where to? - The Greek islands.
I mean, we didn't even know where Bucharest was,
let alone Greece, but... that was our grand scheme.
We'd wait for the warm weather, and then...
..we'd steal away in the middle of the night.
- Very romantic. - Mmm.
He was gonna be a fisherman.
And you?
A fisherman's wife, I guess.
When I found out I was pregnant with you,
I...I told him we needed to leave sooner -
you know, before I started showing.
So he told me he was going to the next village
to steal a plough horse.
That was... the last I saw of him.
You must have been heartbroken.
I cried and cried.
I loved him.
I missed him.
Hated him.
Loved him again.
And by the time I delivered, I was just...
..angry.
I mean, I'm grateful to him, though.
He taught me a valuable lesson.
Men leave.
- Not all men. - All men.
It's what they do.
I mean, even your Tod.
Maybe not at the time or in the manner of his choosing,
but...here you are alone.
I know you have your faith or whatever
and you think he's somewhere...
..perfect, whole and...
Complete. Yeah.
But he's not here.
But he is, in here.
Just because I can't see him...
Or smell him or touch him or fuck him.
All you can do is be angry.
Angry, you can do alone.
Scrounged up some...bronzing
and defining... sculpting fixative powder
and lipstick.
Can I ask you something that stays here?
First date?
Pretty obvious, I guess.
Don't trip.
It's like going somewhere by yourself,
only with another person hanging around.
You know, I've graf-bombed faces on plenty of buildings.
If you want, I can see what I can do.
Thanks.
You'd be at it for days.
It would take a lot of spackle, modelling clay
and a hot glue gun to renovate this facade.
If Aitor wants to take me to the movies or...whatever,
it's gonna have to be as is.
They pulled you out of me, and then...and they took you away.
They wouldn't let me hold you or...or...or even look at you.
I was...punished just for asking where you'd been sent.
I would lie awake at night wondering...
..where you were, what...your life was like.
Did you ever come looking for me?
Records being the way they were in those days,
there was no way I could find you.
But did you ever look for me?
I...I always thought about you on your birthday.
And on Christmas Day.
You had money.
Did you hire someone to track me down?
It's not a hard question.
No.
And you sh...you should be thankful for that.
I'm not the world's best mom.
I have two other children who will tell you as much.
We're not very close.
And I...I take responsibility for that.
But I...I've learned from my mistakes, and I...
..I want things to be different with us.
We've been honest with each other.
We're different people
who look at the world differently.
But I want us to look past those differences,
past the mistakes I made,
past the circumstances that separated us.
And I want us to find the things that draw us closer together.
Will you do that with me?
Yes.
Oh, my firstborn.
I've found you.
What's he doing?
- Did he spot us? - Hell if I know.
Right here. Turn here.
Something you boys curious about?
Might want to ask instead of skulking around
like a couple of junior G men.
Don't think I need to ask.
I already know the answer.
You were just on your way to meet with Olivia just now,
like you've been doing all along.
If your issue is do I have other clients that I work for,
you don't pay me enough to buy my exclusivity.
How is she paying you? Huh?
I know for a fact that she's broke
since I'm the one who cut her off.
Taking it out in trade?
Now you're asking questions I can't answer.
You might want to powwow with the, uh,
hippie fortune teller chick - great tits, nice ass.
Oh!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, easy.
What the fuck? You trying to kill the guy?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
The fuck's wrong with you?
What the fuck was that, Peter?
Huh?
What's going on with you?
Andreas was executed by the Croatian Mob last night.
He made a porno starring him and...
..one of the shot-caller's girls.
Then I handed him over to the Croatians to make the peace.
Seven of our people got killed on account of what he did.
And he knew it. He knew it.
But he was gonna go to war, and he was gonna have
more innocent people killed.
I had to put him down
before more innocent blood was spilled, OK?
I didn't have a choice. I didn't have a choice. I swear.
But does that piece of shit go to his grave taking...
..taking the mess that he made with him?
No, that'd be too easy.
I mean, what am I supposed to do with the dead body?
Stop.
He should be in there.
I'll call Pryce, give him a heads-up.
About... About what?
Getting rid of this.
No.
No, Andreas has to have a funeral.
Destiny needs closure.
To mourn her dead.
That's a bad idea, Peter.
A corpse turns up and police will be all over it.
You don't want that kind of exposure.
No.
Your call.
Come on. Let's get him.
Hello?
Detective Zach Israel, Erie PD. Who am I speaking with?
May I ask what this is regarding?
Yeah, I'm... I'm returning a call
made from this number to a Merrill Samis.
I don't know who that is.
So you're not aware that he's deceased?
- No. I'm sorry to hear that. - You called him three times.
Oh, right. Um...
Actually, I... I was returning a call.
He...he must have called me by mistake.
Three callbacks to a number dialled by mistake -
that's pretty tenacious.
How about the words 'Helmet smorgasbord'?
- Does that mean anything to you? - Uh... Doesn't ring a bell.
Well, you see, I'm asking
because these deaths are homicides.
Listen. I was just returning a call.
What it was about, I wouldn't want to speculate.
Well... If you think of anything that might shed some light...
I'll be in touch.
Manager said they were shipped the wrong print by mistake,
so they're showing this instead of 'Piranha II'.
So we'll watch this.
Well, it's unfortunate.
I think you'd really enjoy 'Piranha II'.
It foreshadows many of the themes
James Cameron explores in his later work.
Oh.
The trope of the female protagonist
as a canary in a coalmine warning of the impending doom
makes its debut in 'Piranha II'.
If you want, we can ask for our money back
and go see 'Piranha II' another time.
No, no. The movie doesn't matter.
I'm mostly interested in spending time with you
and get to know each other better.
- I'd like that too. - Oh, come on.
What if he's telling the truth?
It's possible.
You ever heard of the Anthropocene extinction?
No.
It's the end of life on this planet as we know it
on account of man - that's what 'Anthropocene' means.
It's happening as we speak.
Oh.
'Piranha II' is an early manifesto
bearing witness to the ecological destruction
caused by man's interference in the natural order,
symbolised in the film
by genetically engineered
flying carnivorous grunions.
Oh.
It's also a romance.
Think this is OK?
Except for the surveillance cameras
we won't know about until the cops come knocking?
Sure.
On three.
One...two...three.
Oh, shit.
I better call in a tip to 911,
so he's not out here too long.
I'll do it.
You need to stay as far away from this as you can.
Thank you.
Come on. We got to go.
Come on, Peter. We got to get out of here.
The warrior mother's journey
takes her into the dark realm -
in this case, the sunken ship -
to confront death
and returns enlightened and empowered.
Classic monomyth stuff.
Aitor, you are a really interesting guy
with a lot of really interesting things to say.
But I should shut up and let you watch this movie.
It's pretty good, actually.
I talk a blue streak when I get nervous.
You're nervous? I thought...
You mean, "Hey, everybody, I got nervous over here.
"Who does nervous belong to?"
I invariably find out nervous belongs to me.
What are you nervous about?
A lot of things.
Mostly getting close to people.
I understand.
Do I make you nervous?
No.
But there is the whole issue of...
..comportment regarding a... first kiss situation
presenting itself, should we... continue down this path,
which...
..objectively speaking,
is completely terrifying.
First...kiss?
See? I already ruined it.
Forget I said anything.
You want to kiss me?
Not if you don't want me to.
See, this is where I struggle,
in that grey zone of getting close to someone,
knowing or not knowing when it's appropriate
or not appropriate, as the case may...
I'd be fine with it...I think.
Though maybe it would be better
if we just called it our second kiss.
That's your job? You're a field inspector.
Well, maybe I should find me some other kind of work.
Because it ain't like the old days.
It's bad, dangerous and ugly down there, Kelly.
Would you believe the other day, I saw a rat this big?
- Are you through? - No, I mean it!
I was worried when I didn't hear back, but, um...
- Are you OK? - I'm good.
You've hurt yourself.
- Here, let me see. - Really. I'm fine.
You know what? You need a stiff drink and a good meal.
There's this little bistro in Sewickley
I've been meaning to try.
I really can't.
Well, I suppose we could stay here and order pizza
like a couple of teenagers.
Roman fired me.
That pissy little prick.
No, trust me. Not working for your son is a good thing.
I've been doing some digging, and...
..the stuff I'm coming up with is about as bad as it gets.
Forget about Roman.
I want to tell you all about my afternoon with Annie.
I...I keep a fishing boat down in the Florida Keys.
I think I should go spend some quality time on board,
far, far away from here.
What are you saying?
If I leave now, ahead of rush hour,
I can...get there by sunset tomorrow.
What about Shelley?
I got a buddy of mine checking in on that.
That guy she's with, turns out, has some priors.
So that's all in FedEx.
You need to help me find my granddaughter.
I hate to say it, but you know as well as anyone,
I'm turning up nothing on that.
And Roman - I mean, you know what he's capable of.
Imagine how I feel. You can't go.
My car is packed. I'm checked out of my place.
And us?
Just really... beginning to know one another.
For whatever reason, you and I really seem to click.
You seem to understand me. Most men...don't.
I've enjoyed working with you too.
And we'll definitely stay in touch.
You should plan a trip. Get you out on the boat.
Gulf Stream's just a couple miles offshore.
There's a marlin out there with your name on it. No question.
You have to stay in Hemlock Grove.
I...I need you here with me.
Come here.
Don't leave.
We'll see each other soon.
What do I have to do to make you stay?
Most people think the world's gonna end
in a ball of fire
or a blinding flash and a...
..giant mushroom cloud.
Personally, I think Armageddon's happening all around us,
in slow motion.
"This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper"?
Yep.
Does it depress you?
Well, February depresses me.
Armageddon, I'm OK with.
I mean...
What are you gonna do?
- Hey, look. From the video. - Hey, it's Frankenstein.
- Sad. - In the flesh.
- A lot of flesh, bro. - Shut the hell up and show her.
Hey. That's you.
Cool.
- Sick. - Yeah. Awesome.
- On fire. - You're on YouTube.
4,000 hits so far.
And Rich Girl just picked it up on their blog.
You're gonna be a star.
So cool.
Told you guys. Come on. Let's go.
911. What's your emergency?
There's a man on the sidewalk passed out.
I don't think he's breathing.
What's the address?
The Nestor building on Hope Road.
- I don't know the number. - Paramedics are on their way.
- Is the man injured? - All I know is he won't wake up.
"Hello. My name is Johann. I am a scientist.
"I know a great deal about the building blocks of life.
"I know next to nothing about...
"..how to live it...
"..even in part,
"let alone in full.
"I'm 48 years old, and the time has come
"for me to step into the light.
"I know this is a journey I must make on my own.
"Perhaps along the way, I...
".. will find a friend
"who can show me where the wall switch is hiding."
I figured there had to be some sort of mistake,
so I went to the morgue.
I'm so sorry.
♪ I am a feeling
♪ Born without reason
♪ Lost by myself
♪ In the night, I'm a gambler
♪ Cold-hearted rambler
♪ Lost by myself
♪ Oh, what a feeling
♪ Time is an old friend who will not call ahead
♪ He is always the voice in my head. ♪