- Deep in the woods, there lies a secret door,
and behind it, nightmares.
No!
Real nightmares.
I belong to a colony that has sworn for centuries
to guard this door and to protect our world
from the horrors that lie behind it.
[banging on door]
It is my duty, and I cannot fail.
[banging continues] [breathing heavily]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry! [screams]
[banging continues]
[ominous music]
[birds caw, animal bleats]
[hammering]
[indistinct chatter]
[ominous music]
* *
[children laughing]
* *
[gasps]
* *
[breathing heavily]
[loud hammering]
* *
[indistinct chatter]
Shh!
All right, listen close.
Count to 100 after I leave
and then go to the council.
Tell them that Disciples have been hurt.
Can you do this?
Warmth to you.
- Carrie?
Carrie Ecker?
Hey, there, why aren't you at your post?
* *
Carrie!
- Carrie!
- Get back here, Carrie Ecker!
- [panting] - Hey!
* *
[indistinct shouting]
- [shouts]
[breathing heavily]
- This way, follow me.
Quickly!
[indistinct shouting]
- She's close.
- Let's go.
[distant shouting]
- [gasps]
[bird screeches] [gasps]
* *
[engine rumbles]
* *
[dark rock music]
* *
- This is how we dance... - In West Pine!
[both grunting]
Like this. Like this.
both: This is how we eat in West Pine.
["Never Never" by Scout]
- Mmm! - Ah!
You want to get a fresh egg...
[both laugh]
And then pour your artisan toppings.
* *
both: This is how we express our emotions in West Pine.
[guns popping]
- Why isn't anyone watching these?
We're literal comedic geniuses.
- Because no one knows what West Pine is.
- It's a town. They get the concept.
Like, I need to be famous fast
so I don't have to get a job selling diapers and Vaseline.
- Eh, make an OnlyFans.
- You make an OnlyFans.
- Also, what do you even put on your résumé?
You haven't done shit.
- Skilled in math, spreadsheets, dance.
- [chuckles] Okay, dance.
And cashiers don't make spreadsheets.
- Wha--okay.
Well, a robber comes in and is like,
"Bitch, organize my data!"
I don't know.
- * Don't need to assure you *
* That I was wrong *
- Unrealistic.
Robbery is far too interesting for West Pine.
- Bro, you're about to be on TV.
Stop pretending that's not interesting.
- Not the kind of interest that I want.
- Maybe your parents would stop
putting everyone out of a job, then.
- I will murder you,
like, actually.
- Look, all I'm saying is,
if I'm gonna stare into the void all day,
I might as well get paid for it.
- Ooh, ow.
- Make some rent for when we graduate
and can get the fuck out of here.
- [sighs] But then I won't
get to stare into the void with you.
- Wow, you Frisks really hate jobs.
[knock at door]
- For the billionth time, Nolan.
[music stops]
[indistinct shouting outside]
[eerie music]
* *
- Hey, Lumi.
You ready to get on camera?
- There's something out there.
- Come on. Hold up your sign, baby.
- The dead girl is me.
- [chuckles] Okay.
That deserves a chocolate.
[chuckles]
- There he is.
[indistinct chatter]
- Would you like to take another four hours?
We can wait.
Why the earring?
- Why the dye job?
- Women suffer enough for the vanities.
Now the boys want in, too?
- I just wanted to pizzaz you on your big day.
- [scoffs] Get beside your dad.
You're distracting. Seriously.
- I'm here at the home of Victoria Frisk--
lawyer behind the high-profile suit
against West Pine Nickel--
as she celebrates the closure of one of the mine's tunnels.
- Gallery eight was dumping acid runoff
right into our drinking water.
I can't say I'll miss that.
But our work isn't over.
So long as WPN operates, we tempt fate.
[voice fades slightly] We're inviting a blight
onto our town--
one that will drive our children
to sickness and death.
History is defined by those who act
in the face of intense opposition
simply because they know it's right.
[car horn honks]
- Calm mind, steady hand.
Calm mind, steady hand.
[metal clatters]
[laughter]
Excuse me, sir.
Do you know where I might find a bus to Salem?
- Front of grocery, on the hour.
- Do you know when might be?
- Your religious group not teach you to read?
Look at the schedule.
[laughter]
[ominous music]
- I'll take this to the back for Lee to review tomorrow.
- Appreciate you. Thanks.
[door opens, bell jingles]
Hey.
Are you all right?
[tense music]
- Have you seen this girl?
* *
- Hi, sir. How can I help you?
- Just looking.
* *
- Go, go.
* *
[bell jingles]
Something for your kids.
[chuckles]
[bell jingles]
[footsteps approaching]
- [shouts] - Hi.
Sorry.
Uh, cool if I join?
You're from the Disciples of Dawn, right?
You, um, running from the colony?
Like--like, leaving them?
We don't see y'all much. [chuckles]
Here.
- Oh.
- I'm Tasha.
- Thank you for helping me.
- Uh, i-it's yours--
a gift between new friends.
Although friends usually know one another's names.
- Carrie.
My name is Carrie.
- Cute name.
Carrie...
I think you might need a disguise.
[gentle music]
* *
- Five, four,
three, two, one.
Ready or not, here I come!
* *
Snowball, you freaky bitch.
We both got our cages, huh?
Gonna find you, Lumi!
You can't hide from me, you little bug.
[door creaks]
[ominous music]
* *
Here I come!
- [giggles] - Lumi!
I'm gonna find you.
* *
Lumi?
* *
- Hello.
* *
- Gonna get you, Lumi!
Gonna find you.
* *
[alarm beeping]
[thudding]
- Shoes.
Shoes off.
Dad's never seen a Sharper Image catalog
he didn't love.
[beeping continues]
- [computerized voice] Disarmed.
- The living room has taken a real man cave sort of aura
since Mom died.
Not sure if Disciples, like, bathe or whatever,
but feel free.
Red's hot, blue's cold.
Are you okay figuring it out?
I know you haven't spent much time in the real world--
- We're not as blind as you might think.
- Right, no, I didn't mean, like, you don't, like--
- You'd be surprised what the real world looks like.
- Uh, clean towels are here.
Um...
- [chuckles] - Just gonna--
Oh, okay.
[soft music]
* *
- [giggles]
- [sobbing]
[shower creaks, pops]
[creak, pop]
[shouts in pain]
* *
[stick thud echoing]
* *
[keys clacking]
* *
- "Anti-technological"?
* *
- Thank you for the wash.
- Oh. Okay.
I put some, uh, clothes over there.
Yeah. [chuckles]
[scissors snipping]
- [breathes deeply]
Would your father be able to take me to Salem tonight?
- Uh, you know people in Salem?
- I-I was told that I could disappear there.
- Yeah. We can figure something out.
Are the scars from them?
The Disciples?
We don't hear much about you guys.
I mean, kids tell stories, but kids also chug cough syrup.
[laughs] So...
Just curious why y'all live out in the woods like that.
- It's to protect you...
so you don't have to know what we know
about the dangers that go on out there.
- Like what, Bigfoot?
Sexy werewolves?
- Your eyes are very yellow.
- It's my signature look--
electric.
Do you want to try?
They'd never recognize you.
[upbeat rock music playing]
* *
- * I never thought you'd ever *
* Show up, show up, show up *
* But look at you now *
* I never thought you'd ever *
* Blow up, blow up, blow up *
* Just take a look at you *
* *
* Just take a look at you now *
* *
- [whistles]
- Lumi, babe!
- Lumi! - Lumi!
- Lumi!
[whistles]
- Lumi!
- Go for the tree line! - Lumi!
Oh, my God. - Hey.
Do you think it might be an angry miner?
One of your ex's friends?
- [whistles]
- She's not a dog, Gordon!
- Where is she?
[sobs] - No, no, no.
- Lumi!
[sobbing] Lumi.
Lumi!
- Lumi!
[indistinct shouting]
- I'll go down here. Lumi!
- Lumi!
- Where are you?
- Hello!
[eerie music]
* *
[twig snaps]
[ominous music]
* *
- Ah, New Colony, who dis?
You like? - [laughs]
Yes.
Uh, maybe less colors.
[sniffs]
[perfume spritzes] Oh.
Is that pickles? - Sandalwood.
It doesn't hurt to try, right?
Disciples don't use internet, do you?
- Hmm?
[camera shutter clicks]
[knock on window] Oh!
You're safe.
Oh, it's okay! Nolan's a friend.
You will never guess what's going on.
- Lumi's missing. - Wait, what?
- I was supposed to be watching her
I-I'm freaking out. Is Khalil home?
- No, but he's about to get off work.
There's something I have to tell you--
- Everybody blames me, which may be valid--
I was so stoned, but...
[whispering] I'm actually scared.
Like, I think something bad might have really happened.
- Oh, my God. - Just--
This was on a tree, like, 20 feet from my house.
Evil, right?
A-a-and I heard this, like, freaky, like, whistling sound.
- What? - I don't know.
- Are...you...ready?
- For...Fat...Freddy's!
Dad, you get disco fries?
[whispering] Don't hide in there.
Go under the bed. No, no, don't.
- Why? - Go under the bed.
Go under the bed.
- [sighs]
What the f-- [muffled shout]
- Do I look like a joke to you?
- What?
- Hell, yeah, I got disco fries.
- [chuckles]
- [muffled shout]
- What was that sound?
- What was what sound?
- Well, hello, there.
You with him?
[cell phone vibrates]
- Saw you on the telly, Nolan.
Nice of you to pay us a visit.
Take in the sights before your parents put us all out of work
- I'm not my family, Rhys.
- So you're cool with WPN, then?
Chill with the mine?
Maybe you should talk to your parents or something.
[heavy metal playing through earbuds]
* *
- What I can't stand, Tasha,
is when you so audaciously defy my rules.
- His cousin is missing.
- Probably out hugging a tree somewhere.
She's a Frisk.
- She's probably cold and scared, actually.
- Oh, speaking of, Carrie,
my friend's girl volunteers at a church in Salem,
helps runaways.
I'll take you there before work tomorrow, okay?
They'll help you make a whole strategy for reintegrating--
work, all that.
- Her strategy is Salem tonight.
Let's give her money and a ride.
- What money, baby? Medical debt.
- Sell the massage chair.
- I'll sell you first.
- Tomorrow's fine.
I want to help your friend search for their family tonight
as a thank-you for helping me.
Mmm. [chuckles]
- I respect a woman who eats.
You ready for round two? - Mm-hmm.
[rock music]
* *
- Tasha, your friend shows his face on our block again,
I'll rip his gay little earring off.
- You're tough, Rhys. How cool.
- Hey, strong features, Tasha.
- Still in high school, Spoons.
- Not bad. [laughter]
- Tasha, my dear friend, my muse,
who's she?
- I'm Carrie Ecker.
I'm going to find your cousin.
* *
[bird hoots]
- Okay, did the pumpkin-humpers take Lumi? I'm confused.
- Don't call the Disciples "pumpkin-humpers."
What does that even mean?
- It means one who humps pumpkins in woods.
Wouldn't want to offend my cousin's kidnapper.
- It wasn't the colony, but we've dealt with this, too.
- Oh, good.
- Let's see what turns up. Who knows?
- I'll split off. You two go ahead.
We'll cover more ground.
[insects chirping]
[eerie music]
* *
[exhales deeply]
To vast Gehenna I give my skin,
pray, warm shadow, let me in.
* *
[sound muffles]
[heart beating]
[muffled] Calm mind, steady hand.
[heart beating]
[ominous music]
* *
[twig snaps] [shouts]
* *
[suspenseful note]
[shouts] - [screeches]
- [grunts in pain]
* *
Come, demon!
Get your blood!
[grunts]
[screaming]
- Um... - [screaming]
- Carrie?
Who are you?
* *