[phone ringing]
911 Operator [on phone]: 9-1-1, please state your name.
Katherine [on phone]: Katherine Weaver.
911 Operator [on phone]: What's the nature of your emergency?
Katherine [on phone]: My ex-husband is lurking outside our home.
911 Operator [on phone]: Are you alone?
Katherine [on phone]: No, I am here with my son.
911 Operator [on phone]: Has anyone been hurt?
Katherine [on phone]: No.
911 Operator [on phone]: Has he threatened you
or made any attempt to force his way into the premises?
Katherine [on phone]: No, but this is the third night in a row that he's been here.
911 Operator [on phone]: And what's he doing now?
Katherine [on phone]: He's sitting in his car.
911 Operator [on phone]: Can you tell me how long he's been out there?
No, I don't know how long he's been out there.
911 Operator [on phone]: And what's your ex-husband wearing?
Katherine [on phone]: I don't know. I can't see him.
911 Operator [on phone]: You can't see him?
No, I can't see his face, but-
911 Operator [on phone]: Without a positive ID we can't prioritize-
I understand officer, but I'm telling you it's him.
911 Operator [on phone]: Ma'am, I'd like you to take a deep breath.
Katherine [on phone]: Don't tell me to take a deep breath.
My ex-husband is stalking us.
911 Operator [on phone]: Is there a restraining order against your ex-husband?
Katherine [on phone]: No, it's expired.
911 Operator [on phone]: Without an actual crime being committed,
I cannot prioritize an officer to your location.
[phone beeping]
Cameron: Mom?
Look, you know the drill.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
I liked it there.
Katherine: Yeah, I know. Me too.
You don't even know if it was him.
Katherine: Trust me, it was him.
Could've just been some guy in a car.
At one in the morning, three nights in a row.
It was him.
[soft dramatic music]
Katherine: Hey, Cameron.
Cameron, honey.
Come on. Get up.
Where are we?
Hopefully somewhere with decent coffee.
[phone dinging]
What are you doing?
Nothing. -Hey.
What have I said about social media?
Cameron, we've been over this.
This is how he found us last time.
They're my friends.
You will understand when you're older.
That's what you always say.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Cameron: Mom?
There's no one out there.
Looks like somebody gotta good sleep.
Truce?
Games only. No texting.
Deal?
Deal.
So, I think I got a lead on a place.
What do you think?
Rent's a bargain, and it comes furnished.
Hmm?
Seriously?
Yeah. What?
I think it's perfect.
Ah! Just think of all the fresh air and the scenery.
Beautiful fresh country air.
It's a farmhouse.
It's got character.
And besides, we'll be safer in the country.
Cameron: It's in the middle of nowhere.
How am I supposed to make friends?
Katherine: You're gonna meet plenty of kids at school.
And there's a rec centre in town.
Yay.
Thank you.
Ken: Hey Alan.
Good to see ya.
Chloe, you're gettin' prettier every day.
Ah, excuse me?
Would you happen to be Katherine?
Are we, ah, that obvious?
It, uh, it's a small town.
I'm Ken Armstrong, got your email.
Oh, it's nice to meet you.
Um, this is my son, Cameron.
Would you like to sit down?
Ken: Yeah, don't mind if I do. Thanks.
Good potatoes, huh?
Betty: Mornin' handsome. -Hey Betty.
Betty: The usual?
Ah, no thanks, I already ate,
but I'd love a cup of coffee.
And you know what?
Put their breakfast on my tab will ya?
Oh, no, that's-that's okay.
No, please. It's my pleasure.
Betty: Will do.
Thank you.
That's very kind, thank you.
So what brings you two to Wolf Hollow?
Insanity. -Pardon?
Um, we're just looking for something simple, you know?
Bit of a slower pace.
The city can be a little overwhelming. Right?
Ken: You've come to the right place.
People around here are pretty grounded.
Well, we're really excited to see the house.
Right, Cameron?
That's the house?
Ken: Well, it doesn't look like much,
but it's got good bones.
Katherine: It's not like we're buying it.
Ken: Ah, um, everything is in good working order.
But on the off chance you need a repair,
Art, the landlord is just the next house over.
Come on, let me show you around.
Come on in.
Huh?
Looks like it's been vacant for a while?
You mean abandoned.
Ken: Living room is on the left with a working fireplace.
Katherine: Oh wow.
And you've got a good sized kitchen here.
Decent amount of storage.
Lots of natural light.
And the appliances are pretty much new.
Oh, I love a separate dining room.
Yeah, it's great for company.
Yeah.
Ken: There's a powder room on the main floor too.
Katherine: Oh, that's handy.
Huh?
Art tried to spruce the place up a bit.
The formica it's timeless, right?
Katherine: It's classic.
Where does that go?
Ken: Mm, the basement.
Why is it locked?
Just as a precaution against animals.
There's a lot of raccoons in this part.
There's access to the outside down there.
Hey, how 'bout I show you the upstairs?
Katherine: Do you know when this place was built?
1869.
Wow.
Yeah, if these walls could talk.
[wood creaking] [indistinct chattering]
Is, uh, is that water damage or...?
Ken: It's access to the attic.
Oh.
Seems kinda strange that it's boarded up.
Well, I did it for safety.
You know, wouldn't want anyone go exploring
and gettin' hurt.
[laughs] Yeah.
Come on, lemme show you the, uh, main bedroom.
It's, uh, it's got a great view.
So this here is the master.
Not a bad size for a house...
[ominous music]
Ken: You ever see a sunset over a cornfield?
Katherine: Can't say that I have.
Ken: Well, you are in for a treat.
[soft mysterious music]
♪
[ominous music]
♪
[soft mysterious music]
♪
Hello?
[ominous music]
♪
Hello?
[ominous music continues]
♪
Woman: [whispering] Cameron.
Katherine: Cameron?
Cameron: I-I'm fine.
I just tripped.
Ken: Are you hurt?
I said I'm fine.
Oh wow.
Yeah. Yeah.
I spoke to Art and he says he'll clean this up
by end of the week.
Oh, there's no rush.
What? We're staying?
Honey, of course we're staying.
Ken: Well, uh, there's some paperwork to do upstairs.
[uneasy music]
[bicycle bell dings]
[uneasy music continues]
♪
[knocking on door]
Aw, I've always loved that photo of us.
Yeah.
Where's Cowboy Boots?
Cowboy Boots?
You mean Ken?
Yeah.
He just left.
He sounds like an infomercial.
Mm, well, that infomercial just let us move here
without a damage deposit.
And he told me his secretary is going on mat leave.
So I might get a job.
Great.
Yeah, it is great. We need the money.
Hmm.
Come here. Come here.
I know this isn't easy for you.
And I wish it was different.
Believe me, I do.
But this is our life
and it doesn't change the fact
that I love you more than anything in the world.
I know.
Try to get some good sleep, okay?
[melancholic music]
♪
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Woman: [whispering] Cameron.
[eerie music]
[horn honking]
[bus rumbling]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[school bell ringing]
Ben: That's Cody Murphy,
world's biggest dickhead.
So what's your story?
My mom has a thing for shitty little towns.
No offence taken.
[indistinct chattering]
[soft piano music]
♪
Hello? I'm home.
Mom?
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Art: What are ya doin' down here?
It's dangerous if you don't know your way around
all this crap.
Ken said you live next farm over.
Look, if you're gonna follow me around,
you may as well make yourself useful.
Go on.
[ominous music]
You need a hand with that?
It's okay.
Mm.
Cameron: Did a kid live here?
Art: A boy.
A long time ago.
Did you know him?
Mind your step.
Be easier if you put it down.
What's his name?
Who's name?
The boy.
You ask a lot of questions,
you know that?
Mr. Sinclair?
You can call me Art.
Katherine: Katherine.
Ah, Cameron,
honey, could you grab the groceries from the car, please?
I didn't know you were coming by today.
No, well, if it suits I'll grab the rest tomorrow.
Katherine: That's fine.
It's a nice place you got.
I should go.
I got chores.
You, ah, thank your boy for me.
Katherine: I will.
So, how was your first day at school?
It's good.
Good?
Yeah, did you make any friends?
Why would I?
We're just gonna move again.
Well, I had a good day.
I spoke to Ken and I got that job.
What?
As Ken's receptionist. I told you, I...
It doesn't matter.
He didn't even ask for any references.
And I start on Monday.
Isn't that great?
Yeah. That's great.
I gotta say, Ken has really come through for us.
Could you...
[soft piano music]
Woman: [whispering] Cameron.
[eerie music] [dog barking]
[eerie music swells]
♪
Woman: [whispering] Cameron.
[tense eerie music]
Man: [quietly] Cameron.
Cameron. Cameron. Cameron. Cameron.
[indistinct whispering]
[dog barking] [eerie music swells]
[heartbeat racing] [tense dramatic music]
[soft dramatic music]
Cody: What're ya gonna do, man.
Bro, what is that?
Bro. Hey, you're the new kid, right?
Heard you moved into Sinclair's shithole.
So, have you heard 'em yet?
Heard what?
The dogs.
Oh you don't know?
They gutted their owner right there on the lawn.
Ripped his throat out.
Rumour has it they still haunt the place.
[howling]
Where you goin' buddy?
[howling]
If you're not too careful they'll get you too.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Cameron: A and J friends forever.
[truck engine rumbling]
[eerie music]
Mom?
You home?
Dad?
[suspenseful music]
♪
Cameron: Hello? Anybody there?
[ominous music]
♪
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[loud growling]
[barking] [snarling]
[barking] [door banging]
You're not real. You're not real.
[tense music swells]
You're not real.
Frank and Evelyn McTavish.
Jacky.
[eerie music]
♪
[dogs barking] [eerie whispering]
[dogs barking swells] [eerie whispering swells]
Cameron?
Do you think the real estate office would have anything
about the history of this house?
I dunno, maybe. Why?
For a history project.
I need to write about something local.
But you know who you might wanna ask is Art.
Mr. Sinclair.
He might be able to help
A and J.
I gotta go.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[dogs barking] [wind blowing]
[dogs barking] [feverish whispering]
[door creaking] [ominous music]
[eerie music]
[panicked breathing]
[eerie music swells]
No.
[frenzied music]
NO!
Cameron?
Hey, what's the matter? Who are you talking to?
Cameron: He was in my room.
Who? Sweetheart. There's no-
He was right there!
There's no one here. You were dreaming.
I'm serious.
You were dreaming.
Baby, we've been down this road before.
It's been a stressful three weeks, that's all.
You feel warm.
Coming down with something?
Cameron: I dunno.
Katherine: Cameron, you're burning up.
[beeping]
Hmm. You're still a little warm.
I'll call Ken.
I'll tell him I can't come in.
I'll be fine.
We're safer in the country.
Unless Dad's posing as a cow,
I think we're fine.
Fine.
I'll be home as soon as I can.
There's leftovers in the fridge.
And if you need anything,
you call me. Okay?
Yeah.
Love you.
Love you too.
[door creaking]
[ominous music]
♪
[soft clinking]
[soft dramatic music]
It is been lonely since mother and father left.
You're not real.
Mother left first.
That's why Father got the dogs.
To keep the bad people away.
They're everywhere, you know...
even when you can't see them.
Sometimes people upset them.
That's when bad things happen.
[eerie music]
[phone dinging]
[soft suspenseful music]
♪
[tapping]
Hello? Mr. Sinclair?
Mr. Sinclair?
[soft suspenseful music]
♪
[door creaking]
Art: Is someone there?
[soft suspenseful music]
♪
Jacky: Cameron.
You're not real.
Jacky: Please don't be afraid.
Stop it! You're not real.
None of this is real.
Jacky: I'm real, Cameron.
I'm your friend.
You're not my friend!
Leave me alone!
[snarling]
[loud growling]
Jacky: Run!
[loud barking]
[snarling and barking] [tense suspenseful music]
♪
He just got home.
[snarling] [banging]
Where were you?
You were supposed to be home sick.
Look Cameron, I-I'm worried-
They're coming.
What?
[suspenseful music swells]
Honey, stop it, you're scaring me.
There's nothing out here.
Mom! No!
Stop! Cameron!
They were there.
I saw them.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[school bell ringing]
What do you know about Frank McTavish?
Same thing everyone knows.
He got killed by his own dogs.
That's it?
Actually, they say that Cody's great-grandmother
accused Frank McTavish of murdering his own wife and kid.
There was this big investigation and everything.
Okay. What happened?
They put her in a mental hospital.
It turns out she lied about the whole thing.
She's in the same care home as my granddad.
My mom says she's crazy.
Obviously it runs in the family.
You talkin' about me, you little shit?
Leave him alone!
Mind your own fucking business.
Boy: Beat his ass, Cody!
Boy 2: They're fighting! They're fighting!
Boy: Kick his ass!
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's go, let's go!
[Cameron groaning]
Cody: You're dead, you little fuck!
[fists pummeling] [indistinct murmuring]
Teacher: That's enough!
I said that's enough!
You son of a bitch!
Both of you, come with me!
Katherine: Suspended?
Mom, I swear it wasn't my fault.
Just don't, Cameron.
I was defending myself.
I said don't.
Okay. Just...
this is how it always starts.
How what starts?
Never mind.
No, tell me how what starts?
Becoming like Dad?
[sombre music]
♪
[dog barking] [sombre music]
Jacky, are you there?
Jacky: You said I wasn't real.
I-I didn't mean it.
Jacky: Can I show you something?
[sombre music] [wind howling]
♪
Jacky: Arty and I used to play here before Mother left.
Before Father got the dogs.
Sounds like you and Arty were great friends.
Jacky: He was always nice to me.
He understood.
Did your father ever whoop you, Cameron?
My father whooped me,
but only when I deserved it.
He'd say,
[imitating father] This is gonna hurt me...
more than it does you, boy
[ominous music]
Cameron?
If only Mother was good she wouldn't have gone away.
She wouldn't have gone away.
Father wouldn't have got the dogs.
[ominous music]
[woman shrieking]
[indistinct yelling] 40s era music]
You think you can make a fool outta me, huh?!
Is that what you think?!
[Mrs. McTavish shrieking] [fists pummelling]
Huh? Is that what you think?
[eerie music]
Answer me! Answer me!
[in gruff voice] I said answer me,
you goddamn whore.
[eerie music]
Who do you think you are,
you can talk like that to your husband?
You dirty fuckin' whore!
[Mr. McTavish spitting]
You coward!
[Mrs. McTavish crying out]
[banging]
[ominous music] [soft banging]
[Cameron grunting]
Cameron?
Cameron?!
Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Honey, stop!
Stop, Cameron! Stop it! Now, stop!
[softly] Stop, stop.
Mom? - I'm here.
I'm here. I'm here. It's okay. It's okay.
You're okay. You're okay. You're okay. It's okay.
I'm here. I'm here.
[eerie music]
Do you think I'm crazy?
No. Cameron, sweetie,
I-I've never thought you were crazy.
You've been through a lot.
That's not your fault.
You think I'm becoming like Dad?
No. Cameron, I am so sorry that I said what I did.
You are a kind, bright young man who cares about people.
But I think you might need some help.
Your nightmares are getting worse
and you're talking to yourself again and I-
Plenty of people talk to themselves.
People don't hurt themselves, Cameron.
It's nothing to be ashamed of but it's not normal.
I was talking to Ken and-
You talked to Ken about this?
You had no right to talk about my life!
Cameron, he is a good man and he has become a friend.
Really? What else is he?
Okay, that is not fair.
Fair?
You wanna talk about fair?
How about dragging me halfway across the country
in the middle of the night?
Cameron...
Cameron: Is that fair?
Or telling me I just need to make friends
and then the second I do,
telling me I can't talk to them.
Katherine: Cameron-
Is that fair to you?
Cameron...
All I ever hear is we have to move because of Dad.
Well, maybe I want him to find us
so he can take me away from you.
Cam, you take that back. Take it back.
Maybe I'm not the crazy one.
I hate this place!
[soft dramatic music]
♪
I miss my dad.
Me too.
[ominous music]
Woman: What are you doing here?
You shouldn't have come, it's late.
Man: Don't worry. Just grab your boy and let's go.
Woman: I don't want him to hear us.
He's still up.
Man: I don't care.
I'm not leaving you with him.
Woman: You have to go.
Mom?
[woman gasping]
[eerie music swells]
Shhhh!
[shattering]
Jacky: Cameron?
[dog barking]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Jacky: This way.
[soft music continues]
Jacky?
Jacky: Over here. This way.
Hurry!
[gunshot blasting]
Jacky: Cameron.
This way. Over here.
[soft mysterious music]
♪
[footsteps softly plodding]
You're always rooting around.
What the hell you doing out there in that clearing?
You aimin' to get yourself killed? Hmm?
Don't you know it's the middle of huntin' season?
I could've easily mistook you for a deer.
I didn't know.
Anybody ever tell you not to go pokin' around
other people's things?
Now let's go.
That clearing was special, wasn't it?
To Jacky?
I ain't heard that name in a long while.
Don't you want to know what happened?
Why would I?
Because he was your friend.
Everybody has secrets, kid.
It'd be best to leave this alone.
Now get outta here.
[tense ominous music]
♪
[soft dramatic music]
[phone dinging]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[dogs barking loudly] [eerie music swells]
Hey.
[Katherine sighing]
Oh, thank you.
Took a wild guess you'd want a burger.
No pickles.
Yeah.
So, tell me what you're writing about.
Stuff.
Okay. What kind of stuff?
History stuff.
Yeah, I know, but tell me what.
Cameron.
I don't want you to freak out, okay?
Why would I freak out?
Cameron: 'Cause you're my mom.
That's what you do.
Okay. I promise I will not freak out.
Okay.
You know the guy that I got into a fight with at school?
Cody?
Yeah. I'm trying to forget.
Well, his great-grandmother
thinks that the guy who used to live on our property,
Frank McTavish,
killed his wife, his kid, and his wife's boyfriend.
Wow.
I was looking into it 'cause I'm thinking,
what if it's true?
What if he did kill them?
Then the bodies might be hidden on our property.
That, okay, okay, Cameron.
That's enough. I can't listen to anymore.
You said you wouldn't freak out.
No, I'm, I'm not freaking out.
I just...
Sweetie, I don't think it's healthy
to be so emotionally invested in something this disturbing.
This is why I never tell you anything!
'Cause you promise you're not gonna freak out
and then you do!
Cameron, lower your voice.
You never take anything I say seriously.
[quietly] Eat your burger.
[eerie suspenseful music]
Jacky?
Mike: Shh. It's okay, Buddy.
It's just me.
Dad?
Hey, I got a surprise for ya.
Come on.
[ominous music]
♪
Mike: I'm up here, Buddy.
Come on.
Come on! Come on.
[ominous music]
Your mother didn't leave you after all, boy.
No!
I'm never far.
Okay, Buddy, I'm never far.
[eerie music]
♪
[Cameron gasping]
Katherine: Cameron?
Come on. You don't wanna be late
for your first day back.
Coming.
I still can't believe you broke his nose.
Yeah.
Hey, do you think Cody's great-grandmother
still remembers what happened to Frank McTavish?
I dunno. Why?
Hey, but where are you going?
I know I love her, but $5,000 for her vet?
[knocking on door]
Mrs. Murphy: Come in.
Mrs. Murphy?
Who are you?
A friend of Cody's.
My Cody?
Yeah, we're working together on a history project.
Oh. Well, come in, come in.
You have a lot of photos.
Mrs. Murphy: Uh huh.
Cody told me about your brother.
Shhh.
We mustn't speak about Matthew.
It's okay, I won't tell.
Is he in any of these photos?
Why do you wanna know about Matthew?
Who are you?
Where do you live?
I said, where do you live, boy?!
[ominous music]
Frank McTavish killed my brother.
He killed them all!
Shh! Mrs. Murphy, it's okay.
I know what I know!
I believe you.
I believe Matthew was murdered.
Mrs. Murphy: Don't you lie to me!
Do you think I'm crazy?!
Who are you?!
I just wanted information.
He's dead.
Do you hear me?
They're all dead!
What's going on here?
Hey!
How was your first day back at school?
Good.
Really?
Because I got a call from the secretary
who said you didn't show up today.
Where the hell were you, Cameron?
And don't lie to me!
[knocking on door]
We are not done.
Mrs. Weaver?
Yes?
I'm Officer Culp. May I come in?
Of course.
Is...
Is this about my ex-husband?
I'm afraid it's about your son.
Katherine: Is she gonna be okay?
Well, she won't be walking without her crutches
anytime soon,
but she'll be all right.
Do we need a lawyer?
No one is pressing charges at the moment.
No one wants that.
But they do want the truth.
So how about you tell us what you were doing there?
I wanted to know the truth about Frank McTavish.
Mrs. Murphy thinks Frank McTavish
killed his family and Matthew Fraser.
Well, Ms. Murphy has a delicate grasp of reality.
She's right.
I saw them.
You saw who?
Matthew Fraser and Mrs. McTavish.
Officer, I am sorry.
Cameron's imagination-
Cameron: Not my imagination!
Their bodies are in the attic!
Katherine: What?
You can't possibly know that.
Our attic is sealed.
I saw it in my dream.
Oh my God, Cameron.
No. You need to listen to me for once.
Katherine?
Katherine: Hey.
Hey, Janis. I saw your car out front.
Is everything, uh, is everything okay?
Cameron thinks that we have dead bodies in our-
We do!
Oh my God, Cameron.
Do you not get this?
I've never seen this guy before in my life!
This is what Jacky was trying to tell me!
Jacky? Who the hell is Jacky?
That Matthew Fraser and Mrs. McTavish were murdered
and their bodies are in the attic.
Oh my God, Cameron, I think you need to stop.
Why can't you just believe me?
If you don't believe me, just go in the attic
and check it out for yourself.
Cameron, enough!
I'm telling you they're up there.
Whoa. Whoa. Hey, hey.
Why don't we all just take a breath?
Okay?
Why don't we just go take a look in the attic.
I mean, maybe he's right.
Tell me that you don't actually believe
that we have bodies up there.
No, it's-it's not about what I believe,
it's about what Cameron believes.
Until he sees for himself,
it's gonna be on his mind.
So, I dunno, what do you think, Janis?
Should we take a look?
Yeah. Yeah, let's check it out.
Hey Art, it's Ken Armstrong.
Yep. I got it. I got it.
Well, no, no. It's a potential crime scene.
I better go first.
Well, it's all yours.
Have a good look.
It can't be.
Katherine: Do you see?
It was just a dream. You said it yourself.
I-I know-I know they were here.
Someone-someone must have moved them.
Maybe McTavish figured he couldn't keep them up here.
Your father knew him.
Maybe he helped get rid of the bodies.
I am so sorry.
Cameron is not well.
He doesn't...
Honey, you don't know what you're saying.
Shut up!
I do know what I'm saying!
No matter what I do you think I'm crazy!
Well, I'm not! Okay! I'm not!
You're not my fucking dad!
Cameron. Hey. Hey.
It's okay. Shh. It's all right.
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
[sombre music]
I set up the cot upstairs in the big room.
Ken's gonna stay with us tonight.
Why?
Because you're scared of me?
No Cameron, I'm scared for you.
This is all my fault.
I should have seen it coming.
I think it's best if you stay home from school
for the next few days.
Seriously? -Yeah.
Until this settles down.
This is a small town and this kind of thing can get around
and we don't need that kind of attention.
Not with him out there looking.
You can't even say his name.
I'll figure it out with your school
and I'll make sure to get your homework
and I'll talk to your history teacher about your essay.
There's no essay.
You get some rest.
Hey, good morning.
Like bacon and eggs?
Sure.
Go ahead.
I'm sorry about last night.
Hey, don't worry about it.
Really.
I really thought they were there.
Ken: Mm-hmm.
I feel like an idiot.
Look, I've been sure about a lot of things in my life
that did not turn out the way I expected.
There's nothing wrong with that.
So you have kids?
I do. Tyler and Sophia.
You miss them?
Every single day.
I get to see 'em every other weekend.
Christmas, a couple days at Thanksgiving.
But, uh, they're doing things that I'm not part of
and making memories that I'll never share.
It's hard.
How much did Mom tell you about Dad?
Cameron, whatever it is between you,
your mom and your dad,
that's your business.
If you wanna tell me or not,
it's up to you.
But just know that I'm...
I'm here.
Can I show you something after?
Sure.
I'm no expert, but these look like a cry for help.
You say you found them in the coal room?
Uh huh.
See the dogs?
Mm-hmm.
And look, Jacky's mother is missing from most of them.
Things just kind of got bigger and bigger in your head, huh?
Mom thinks I'm crazy.
No. No. She doesn't think you're crazy.
She's just worried about you.
I-I see him all the time
and I think he wanted to show me these drawings.
I think he's trying to tell me something.
So I, um, I spoke with your principal today.
Under the circumstances she thinks that it's, um,
best if you and Cody are kept apart for the time being.
So, I'm gonna be driving you to school from now on.
Okay.
Um...
also, Ken has agreed to, ah, stay with us
just until things settle down.
And, um, I have asked him to make an appointment for you
to talk to a therapist friend of his.
She's really very good, Cameron.
Um, I think it-
You told her?
Cameron, I had to.
Ken was only trying to help.
Cameron, he cares about you.
You don't get it.
It's you he cares about!
You!
You don't think I didn't see him
sneaking into your room last night?
I might have problems, but I'm not an idiot!
[phone ringing]
Mike [on phone]: Hello?
Buddy, is that you?
[phone clicks off]
[phone ringing]
Mike [on phone]. Hey, don't hang up, please.
It's you, isn't it?
Yeah. Dad, it's me.
Mike [on phone]: I always knew you'd call.
Ah, I didn't know when,
but I-I knew you would.
Sorry it took so long.
Hey, don't be sorry.
Don't [sniffs]...
don't you be sorry, ah, we're talking now, right?
Yeah.
[choking up] How...
How's my boy, huh?
How's my boy?
You good? You okay?
Cameron [on phone]: I'm okay.
[sobbing] Well, you...
you don't, I hate-I hate to say it,
but you-you don't sound okay.
Yeah.
Dad, were you parked outside our house?
What do you...
what are you talking about?
Cameron [on phone]: Have you been...
stalking us?
Mike [on phone]: Buddy, your mom,
she has issues, okay?
And I really don't like saying that to you,
but it-it's true.
Okay?
So was it?
No, it-it wasn't, it wasn't me, Buddy.
Okay?
But you know, hey,
if it was, could you blame me?
I mean, you're my son.
I just miss the hell...
[sobbing] I just miss the hell out of you, Buddy.
Cameron [on phone]: I miss you too.
Yeah.
Katherine: Cameron? -I gotta go.
Hey Cam, could you just, if you wait a second-
Hey, who are you talking to?
No one.
It's gonna be okay.
Whatever.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
Jacky: Why won't you look at me, Cameron?
Cameron: 'Cause you're not real.
I'm right here.
All right.
If you're real,
I want answers.
Okay.
Where are you when I'm not around?
I-I don't know.
Why are you asking me that?
'Cause everyone thinks I'm crazy!
I'm starting to think they're right.
You're not crazy, Cameron.
Stop pretending to be my friend!
I am your friend.
If you're my friend...
tell me what happened the night your mother left.
Evelyn McTavish: Jacky, hand me that suitcase.
The empty one. Hurry!
[ominous music]
Get up to the attic, boy.
Now!
Don't! Don't you come near me!
I've had enough!
You can't stop me.
Frank McTavish: You slut.
You run around like a goddamn whore!
You oughta be ashamed of yourself.
But you ain't.
You ain't sorry.
I'll make you sorry.
Don't you touch me!
Stop! Don't touch me!
Stop!
[banging] [objects crashing]
[screaming] [raised voices]
[tense music swells]
He said Mother left and wouldn't be coming back.
Then he grabbed a shovel, worked the rest of the day
in the barn.
He wouldn't let me leave the house after that.
He said if people knew I was on the farm
without a mother,
they'd take me away.
That's why he got the dogs, to keep the bad people away.
But I had to tell Arty I was okay.
I didn't want him to worry.
So you met him in the clearing?
I made him swear to keep my secret.
And he did too.
But then Father found out.
It's all my fault.
What's your fault?
[door opening]
Hey, I've been calling you.
Dinner's ready. -Sorry.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[woman weeping]
[suspenseful music] [woman weeping]
[ominous music swells]
[weeping] [tense dramatic music]
[Cameron gasping]
Hey.
Come on. Your dinner's getting cold.
[phone ringing]
Hey, Buddy.
Glad you called me back.
How you doing? Everything okay?
Hey Dad, I wanna ask you something.
Shoot.
Promise you won't think I'm crazy?
No, phsst, why would I think that?
Because everyone else does.
Mike [on phone]: Well, I'm not everyone else.
I'm your dad and I love you very much, Buddy.
Do you believe in ghosts?
Sure. Yeah, why not?
I mean, ah, look, I've-I've never seen one,
I've never talked to one.
But, ah, loads of people claim they have
and they can't all be liars, right?
Yeah.
Cameron?
Dad, I gotta go. Ken's calling.
Who's Ken?
I gotta go.
Wait, Cameron- -Bye.
Hey.
Everything okay up here?
Yeah. Why?
I just, ah, wondering who you were talking to.
I wasn't talking to anyone.
Okay.
Look, it's getting dark. Don't stay up too late, okay?
Are you gonna tell my mom?
Tell her what?
Jacky: He seems really nice.
Not like my father.
He's not my father.
Jacky, what happened to your dad?
Why was it your fault?
He told me not to wander off.
Not to go to the clearing to see Arty.
If only I'd listened.
[tense dramatic music]
No!
You think you can disobey me, boy?
You think you can disobey me, huh?
Run off to the woods?
I thought I told you to stay in the house!
Jacky: No! No!
I'll feed you to the dogs, boy.
That'll teach you, huh?
No, no! Please!
When they tear you apart like rabbits.
No!
[whistling] Hey, hey!
Hey, that'll teach ya.
That'll teach ya-
[crashing] [dogs barking]
[dogs snarling] [Frank screaming]
Papa!
Help me, boy!
[dogs snarling] [Frank screaming]
[flesh squelching] [Frank screaming]
[tense dramatic music]
[flesh squelching]
[dogs barking]
[tense dramatic music]
♪
[dogs barking]
[tense dramatic music swells]
Cameron, I owe you an apology.
You trusted me with something
and I told your mom.
I should have been clear with you
that I was gonna tell her and explained why.
I'm sorry.
Sweetheart, I'm, ah, I'm sorry too.
I should have told you about me and Ken.
We shouldn't have been sneaking around.
And if you would rather I stay at my place,
it's totally cool.
You can stay here if you want.
Ken: Yeah? Thanks.
Hey, how about, ah, from here on in no more secrets.
[metal creaking]
[eerie music]
[dog barking]
[ominous music] [dog barking]
Someone's in the barn.
Your father?
No. Maybe Cody.
Katherine: Cameron.
Honey, are you sure it wasn't just your imagination?
I don't know.
I only saw him for a second.
I got an idea.
How about we go check it out?
[soft suspenseful music]
♪
[wings flapping]
You seen him in the loft, right?
Yeah.
[ominous music swells]
Brrr! It's cold up here!
You see anything?
No. Do you?
No.
Feel better?
I feel stupid.
Hey, hey.
There's no shame in being afraid.
You know how scared I was
the first time we had a real conversation?
You were scared of me?
Mm-hmm.
I figured if you hated me, I was toast with your mom.
Come on.
It's too cold up here.
Stay off our property.
What?
Get outta my face ya little shit.
I know you were in our barn.
Go ahead, do something.
I'm warning you, Cody.
Stay away from my house.
No wonder everybody thinks you're crazy.
Mike [on phone]: Hey, Buddy.
Hey, Dad.
So what happened to you the other night?
You had me worried.
Sorry. Someone came in the barn.
Someone?
Let me guess...
it was Ken?
Yeah. It-it's just...
I don't think we should be talking right now.
Who says? Your mother?
No. Me.
I-I just don't like going behind her back.
It's nothing you did, I swear.
Don't let her push you around, son.
She does that.
No, I-I told you.
It's not Mom.
It's just...
I don't like sneaking around.
It'll be different when I'm older.
Like I said,
I'm not gonna call anymore.
Well, Buddy,
you do what you have to do and,
well, I'll do what I have to do.
[ominous music]
Cameron [on phone]: I gotta go.
[phone dinging]
[laughing]
[ominous music]
Dad?
Hey, Buddy. Look at you.
Dad, what are you doing here?
Well, I, ah, I drove up a few days ago.
I'm staying at a motel in town.
It's a decent room.
Coffee's crap.
Okay.
Dad, what are you doing in Ken's car?
Geez. Not even a 'Hey, how ya doing?'
Dad, where's Ken?
Hop in and I'll tell ya.
Buddy, I said hop in.
[phone ringing] [ominous music]
Cameron, is that you, buddy?
I'm afraid your mom can't come to the phone right now.
She got held up.
Okay.
If you ever wanna see your mother again,
I suggest you give me your phone and get in the car.
Where's Mom and Ken?
Again with Ken.
Seriously, Buddy.
I mean, your mother I understand.
Where are they?!
[Mike laughing]
Okay. Okay. Calm down. Geez.
Your mom's back at the house.
Is she okay?
Mike: She's fine.
I mean, she did take a pretty nasty tumble down the stairs,
but she's gonna be all right.
I actually had to lock her in the basement.
She's feisty, your mother, I'll give her that.
What about Ken?
He's hog-tied in the trunk.
He was kicking around back there,
but whack to the head knocked some sense into him.
That was you last night.
In the barn.
Oooh, shoot.
Yeah. Yeah. That was...
Yeah, ya got me.
How'd you know?
I guess, well, doesn't really matter now, but...
What are you gonna do?
Kill us?
Well, Kenny Boy, he's gotta pay and
once he does, then it'll just be the three of us.
But your mother, you know, she's always made me do things
that I don't want to do,
and she'll never take me back
and she won't let me have you.
And that,
that's not fair, is it?
Of course, she's gonna start begging.
But your mom, she's...
she's always tried to make me feel bad.
Shift the blame.
Hey. Hey, don't worry, Buddy.
I don't want you to worry.
Okay? I...
I don't think a boy should see his mother die.
Okay?
That wouldn't be right.
[suspenseful music]
[grunting]
Mike: Cam, stop!
Cam!
Just stop! Cam!
Goddamnit!
Cam! Cam!
Goddamnit.
Cameron!
Don't make this harder than it has to be!
You know I'm gonna find you.
Cameron!
Cameron, come back, Buddy. Let's, let's just start over.
Jacky.
Cameron!
Jacky, where do I go?
Cameron?!
Jacky: Over here! This way!
[tense suspenseful music]
[ominous music]
♪
[tense suspenseful music]
Mike: Buddy.
Buddy!
I'm not gonna let you get away again.
[grunts] Come here!
No! -Okay.
Get away from me!
Come on!
Stop!
I'm your dad. I love you!
No you don't!
Okay. Alright. Stop! Stop!
Just stop!
Please, Dad. Please don't.
[gun cocking]
Please. Dad, don't shoot.
[growling]
[Cameron gasping]
[dogs barking and snarling]
[flesh squelching] [Mike screaming]
[sombre music]
[soft dramatic music]
Okay, okay.
I gotcha. I gotcha. Shh.
Okay, I've gotcha.
[soft dramatic music]
[sirens wailing]
Officer Culp: He was mauled by something.
What? I don't know
'cause we haven't seen wolves in these parts for years.
But we'll have to wait for forensics.
His isn't the only body out there.
What?
Cameron...
That boy you asked me about...
the one who grew up in this house.
Jacky?
He's buried out there in that clearing.
How do you know that?
'Cause I buried him.
We were just boys the last time I saw him.
I knew what his father was like.
He was a lot like your father.
I saw the bruises.
I kept that promise to Jacky 'cause I was afraid for him.
McTavish got the dogs shortly after
and within a couple months he was dead so...
When Jacky didn't turn up,
I figured his mother must have come back for him.
Oh, about 10 years ago there was a bad storm.
Blew some shingles off the roof.
So I went up into the attic to check on the damage.
And I found Jacky curled up in a old chest.
Must'a crawled inside,
tryin' to hide and got trapped.
I should have gone to the police.
But no one was looking for him.
And he'd been dead more than 20 years so...
buried him out there in that clearing.
The one place I knew he'd been happy.
And for what it's worth,
I think that Frank McTavish
murdered his wife and Matthew Fraser.
Well without a body we can't prove it was homicide.
They're in the barn.
Jacky told me after his mom went away,
his dad took a shovel and spent the rest of the day
working in the barn.
Katherine: Cameron, honey, it's been-
They're in there.
Trust me.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
[melancholic music]
♪
Jacky?
I'm going to go.
I just wanted to say thanks...
for everything.
[melancholic music continues]
♪