May your souls rejoice in heaven.
We baptise you for and on behalf of these souls...
who are dead.
Let these dead souls enter heaven
by using your body as a vessel.
Let them speak forth anthems of eternal praise
to the King Emmanuel who hath ordained.
And enable us to redeem them out of their prison.
For the prisoners shall go free.
Where are the other girls?
Not much longer, Elise.
Patricia Whitlock.
Eleanor Golding.
Heidi Crowe.
This is too far.
I have just come from the elders.
They all agree.
Larue.
Help me!
Help me! Help me! Help...
Pace.
Or you keep pace.
All right, later.
-Good morning, beautiful. -Morning.
New piece? How's it going?
It's going.
Is this, uh, you for today?
Uh, this is the morning.
The afternoon's work will be done in the garden, I think.
Okay.
Very cute.
What about tonight's work?
- Hmm. - Oh, what's this?
Oh, I don't know.
-Does that hurt? -Ow!
I don't know, just...
Hey, stop.
- You know. - Hmm?
I could be convinced to stay a little longer.
Not now.
I'm so tired. I haven't showered.
-I'm gross. -No, you're not gross.
You're gorgeous.
No.
Okay. Cool. Uh...
gotta go.
I will bring something back for dinner.
I love you.
Love you more.
Honey?
Hey, Elise! Honey! Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
Stop! Elise!
You're okay.
No, no, no. I... I was just in the garden.
I was just in the garden. I was just in the garden.
I was...
-I was just in the garden. -Hey, hey, you're okay.
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
I haven't had any issues with my memory for ten years.
Every time I wake up,
I've either totally humiliated myself...
hurt myself...
...or something worse.
Has...
something else happened?
The other morning, I was in the garage.
And I smelled something horrible.
And I found something.
It was the neighbour's.
I killed that poor little dog.
I can't live like this.
Well, Elise, I'm gonna have to be honest with you.
The episodes seem to be lasting longer
and becoming more violent.
We're close to thinking about...
the hospital until this improves.
What, like an institution?
No, I... I can't do that.
No, I... I won't do that. No.
There is one last thing we can try.
You know, there's a reason why you can't remember
much of your experience in the church.
Your mind is suppressing these memories to protect you.
But why is it just some of the memories?
I can remember food that I ate and things I said,
but when I try to think of people, names and faces,
everything is just blank.
We don't know why some memories are clear
and others are just... gone.
These blackouts...
are a way for this unresolved trauma
to force its way to the surface.
Other survivors who have left the FLDS,
many of whom are my patients, have had similar experiences.
Now consider what you told me about your lack of sex drive.
Which Adam is fed up with.
I mean, he's supportive, but everyone has a limit.
Your strict upbringing within the FLDS has caused
this suppression in your sexuality.
It's not unusual.
And it's not even the most important thing here...
but a common indicator of past trauma.
These repressions are causing
these issues in your life, Elise.
And you need to unearth these secrets.
I'd like to try an alternative form of therapy.
I found some healers from your old church.
Located right outside of Haventon.
And I'd like to contact them.
- What? - Yes.
I think you need to tackle this at the source.
From where your trauma began.
FLDS?
Fundamentalist healers?
The same homophobic, polygamous freaks
that kicked you out of the Mormon church in the first place.
Not... only does he want to put you back near them,
he wants to have them give you hallucinogens.
Yeah, I know. It's insane.
What even is Datura root?
Apparently it's like the local version of ayahuasca.
"Datura has been used for centuries by Native Americans
to induce visions".
"Modern use is said to help with depression, MS".
I just don't see how forcing you back
into their world can help. I mean, these people are crazy.
Yeah, but what if I have to do this just to stay out of a hospital?
I have never taken drugs like that before.
What happens if I freak out or something?
Hey. Hey, listen.
We're going to figure this out, okay?
You're not going to have to do it alone,
and you're not going to any fucking nut house.
It's your choice.
But if you do decide to do it...
I will do it with you.
Okay?
Elise?
Honey?
You okay?
I can't do this anymore.
-Uh-huh. Hand him over. -Oh, yeah.
You can share the drive with Gwen.
Yeah, if she ever gets here.
Sure we need someone else in on this?
-You know, I can handle it. -Yeah, I know.
But I don't want to put any extra pressure on you.
Might be good to have someone else there.
And besides, she offered so...
Hmm.
Look who decided to show up.
Hey, sorry I'm late.
Hey, babe.
Thanks for coming. It means a lot.
-Oh, my God, of course. -Hey, Gwen.
I didn't know you were coming.
Don't you have a crystal convention or something
to attend this weekend? I think we got this.
Oh, oh, so you're trusting those FLDS fanatics
to be the sober ones when you guys are off your faces?
Good point.
So, I'll stay clean
and make sure everyone's on the up and up.
Capisce?
Well, in that case, welcome aboard, chaperone.
The moon is rising. Hands need to be held.
I say we get this show on the road.
Shall we?
Come on!
Sounds like a rough one the other night.
Fingers felt like I rubbed them on a cheese grater for an hour.
But apart from that, I'm just peachy.
Healers are confirmed.
7:00 p.m. sharp in Haventon.
It's happening.
Whoa.
Check this out.
-Should we stop? -No, we don't have time.
They'll be fine.
Morning, Mother.
What did you do to your hair?
I got it cut. Do you like it?
You look like a little boy. Like a ten-year-old child.
How are you supposed to marry if you don't look like a man?
I see your friend, Jacob, has taken his third wife just last week.
-Mother. -And here you are. Single.
Still.
What is this?
Our new patient.
We no longer perform the service, end of the matter.
Mother, look.
It's Elise.
Elise Decker.
It is meant to be.
An explicit act of Heavenly Father.
-He is calling upon us. -No.
I remember her.
She was so pretty.
A kind girl.
And if she is in need, then we should help.
Because it was my fault that she--
Silence!
You did your duty to Heavenly Father.
Her kind will find no help here.
End of the matter.
How much longer?
- "Are we there yet"? - Shut up.
I think I see it up here.
This is it.
This is Haventon.
Well.
I guess I was expecting less forest
and more town, but...
okay.
How is this even here?
There was a river that ran through over there.
Flashed in 1910 and washed away all the buildings.
Or so I was told.
The baptistery, somehow...
was the only thing that survived.
It's exactly the same.
I think this is going to be great, Elise.
A confrontation of yourself, your ego, and what ails you.
You know, exposure therapy. It's a real thing.
It can really work.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
This is all just a bit intense.
We'll take it one step at a time, you and me.
Okay.
Guess I'll just unpack by myself, then.
Crazy.
Smells horrible.
What is it?
It's a...
baptismal font.
You know, dunk you in...
lift you out into the comforting hands
of Heavenly Father, kind of thing.
To each their own.
Don't worry.
The Mormons will get you when you're dead.
Wait, what's that supposed to mean?
"Except that a man be born of water and of the Spirit...
he cannot enter into the kingdom of God".
You've lost it.
If you're not baptised in the Mormon church,
then you can't enter their heaven.
So what they do is they accept the names of deceased people.
Non-Mormon friends.
Anne Frank is a favourite.
And then they will save these poor souls
by baptising a living person by proxy.
So, they dunk some living person as a stand-in body
to get the dead person into heaven?
Baptism for the dead, baby.
Have these people never heard of consent?
Geez.
Is this knocking loose some memories?
So many things are cloudy.
I can remember parts of my upbringing...
like how my father was super strict
because he was a man of the community, and...
it was expected.
And how my mother was so obedient to him.
And one of the last things I can remember is the baptism.
Which, for some reason, was held here that night
instead of in the town, like usual.
I can't imagine what that's like.
To be missing a chunk of your life like that.
I remember most of it.
But...
when I look around the room...
I can't see any faces.
I don't know who's there.
Jesus.
Disturbing, right?
On that note, um...
do you think maybe we can explore someplace else?
You go.
I'm gonna stay for a minute.
Are you sure?
Exposure therapy, right?
I'm okay.
Okay.
No way.
Follow me!
Elise!
Quick!
Elise!
Coming, Father!
I know you.
Elise!
Mother?
You carry our name with you.
Best someone who knows what they're doing
deals with the gentiles.
Let us be done with it.
Was she a friend of yours?
I think so.
I think her name was...
Clara?
My head's like a melting pot right now.
There's lots of memories flooding in.
I can't believe this is all still here.
Hmm.
Hopefully this jogs some more stuff.
It's a good thing we came then.
Yeah.
We should set up camp.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
Couldn't curb the hipster thing for one weekend,
brought a flashlight like a normal human being?
Kerosene light is higher quality.
What does that even mean?
Think listening to vinyl versus streaming.
-Jesus. -Hmm.
You know, I actually can't see.
- Uh-huh! There we go. - Mm-hmm.
-All right. So this lines up... -There.
...to this.
Right on time.
You must be Hyrum.
We've been texting, I'm Elise.
You don't remember me.
Uh, no, sorry.
-I, uh... -Hey.
I'm Adam. This is Gwen.
Oh, this is my mother...
Sister Jessop. She, uh...
You can call her Alma.
We will go gather our equipment. We'll meet you inside.
Thank you.
You ready for this?
I remember the names being read out.
And being cold in the water, and then...
These blackouts are ruining my life.
I really hope this works.
I'm scared what I'll do.
You have been through so much.
But you have called upon us
because we are healers of the natural order.
Followers of the true Mormon faith
that requires observations of tenets
set down by our founder and Prophet, Joseph Smith.
Tenets being the belief in psychedelics.
Yes, what you speak is true.
But Joseph Smith himself was a classic shaman.
In that he promised his converts visions of the Lord.
And what better way to fulfil that pledge
than through the employment of entheogen-infused sacraments?
-Hallucinogens. -Yeah, I got it, Gwen.
So that explains why early Mormons
experienced visions of angels and spiritual ecstasies.
They were drugged.
Why hadn't I heard of this before?
Well...
you might have had you paid attention to me.
I'm... I'm sorry?
In grade school...
I lived two blocks from you in Spring Creek.
Once I even gifted you pine nut sweets.
I'm... I'm sorry, I don't remember much from that time.
Hyrum...
please.
Unfortunately, the church, ever self-conscious
of outside prejudices, banned such devices,
requiring my forefathers to choose their own path,
the path of true faith,
as founded by our prophet.
Nowadays, it is our mandate to help those in need
achieve balance and relief or whatever ails them
through the use of non-traditional,
non-Western medicines.
Henbane, Datura root.
All in the name of Heavenly Father.
Trust that we will do everything in our power to...
bring you relief...
Elise.
What is she doing?
We offer our souls to you.
The Datura medicine is a powerful hallucinogen.
It'll lead you to an altered state
of spiritual consciousness.
But you must know what you want to learn about yourselves.
How long does it last?
Several hours.
You'll feel the effects soon.
Then you'll be taken into the dream state.
But you will be returned by daybreak.
To relief.
-To relief. -To relief.
Are you okay?
Do not fight the medicine.
Listen to it.
Enter its world.
Communicate with the spirits and with our Lord.
I'm so sick.
What am I supposed to be feeling?
Everyone is different. Everyone is different.
Look at me.
Breathe. Breathe.
Some people feel euphoria.
Some are anxious.
Some feel impending doom.
I can't do this.
I can't.
I'm a fucking fraud.
Welcome the visions.
Embrace every emotion.
Reach deep into your core understanding
and let your self-being feel.
You okay?
I don't know.
Whoa!
Hey!
What's wrong?
She's coming.
Who?
She'll be here soon.
She'll show you.
Show me what?
Everything.
-Elise, what happened? -She must have torn internally.
What the fuck do you mean torn internally?
-I... I don't... I don't know! -I don't feel well.
-Something's not right. -Mother! Mother, help.
Elise, you're gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be all right.
What are you doing?
Righting a wrong.
-Stop touching. -Let her walk.
You are a vessel of Heavenly Father.
Mother.
Silence.
We must get it out of her.
We must get it out of her now.
Get what out of her?
Elise, breathe.
Hey, breathe.
Hey, say something.
Elise.
There's someone inside.
You're good. We're here.
How do you feel?
- Elise? - Okay. I'm okay.
I actually feel...
better.
Different.
Your illness shouldn't trouble you any longer.
Thank you.
Both of you.
Now, you must leave this place.
Evil is here, Hyrum.
And it is my burden to bear.
My burden.
Shit. What time is it?
Nearly midday.
What? Fuck.
Wait, where's Elise?
You didn't just let her go off on her own, did you?
Don't worry.
She's right over there.
Is she okay?
Truthfully?
I don't know.
What the hell was that last night?
Scared me shitless.
Learn anything?
Apparently...
I'm an egotistical monster.
Aren't we all?
Morning. Hey.
- How are you feeling? - I'm feeling good. Yeah.
See? What did I say from the beginning?
-Embrace the mysticism. -Your eyes are so clear.
It's like I had this weight in my stomach all these years.
It was... causing so much dread and stress,
and I knew it had something to do with the blackouts,
and now it's just gone.
Honey. It's amazing.
Hmm.
Should we, uh, go get you to see a doctor?
I mean, the stuff that came out of you last night.
Sorry. I don't mean to bring it up.
-I just-- -No, it was, um,
It was seriously messed up.
But honestly, I feel great.
Like the best I have in years.
I'll go and see a doctor when we get back,
just to be sure. I promise.
Honestly, this is even better than I expected.
Should we, uh, get going?
Uh, slow down. I know it's
nowhere near bourbon time, but...
-we need to celebrate. -What?
You up for it?
Screw it.
Can't we do that when we get back?
I am so proud of you.
You deserve this.
I love you.
Love you more.
To Elise and her healing.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
That Datura jogged a few memories.
Things I'd forgotten.
Like what?
Um...
You can tell us anything.
Okay.
Clara.
I remember more details.
What details?
Well, she was the Bishop's daughter.
And we...
we're more than friends.
I... I think it was sexual.
Wait. You...
you slept with the Bishop's daughter?
I think so. I don't know.
Wait.
Wait, what happened, girl? Spill the tea.
When I think of her...
all I feel is...
I don't know.
Um, feelings about...
sex.
Is this why you and I have issues with this?
I mean, with us?
- What? - -You know exactly what I mean.
Is this why you and I don't have sex anymore?
Uh, Adam, can we talk about this later?
Is there any other secrets you're hiding?
This is as much of a surprise to me as it is to you.
Guys, maybe I should go for a walk.
You haven't looked at me once in years.
Every single pass I make is shot down.
Every single one.
It's like the thought of kissing me makes you cringe.
- That is not true. - And now I find out
you're so into sex it got you kicked out of the church.
That is not what I said, you prick!
I'm just gonna go for a walk.
No, stay.
I'll go.
Shit.
Where are we going?
Come on!
Praise be.
Isn't it amazing?
And look.
- Elise. - Jesus.
Listen, I don't know what happened.
No, no, no, wait, wait, wait. Listen...
what I did back there, I was out of line.
Okay? I...
Your stuff, your past, it's yours.
It's not my place to judge or feel insecure about.
And it was my shit, and I took it out on you. And I'm a dick.
Truthfully, I'm just happy you're feeling better, and...
I hope that you can forgive me.
Elise.
Hey.
I want something, Adam.
Anything.
What can I do?
This is for me, not you.
Fuck.
Hello?
Oh, Elise, you naughty girl.
Hey!
Help me!
Somebody open the door!
Help!
Damn it. Shit.
Do you feel Heavenly Father?
Let me out!
-Help me! -Gwen, we're here!
It's okay. You're okay.
What the fuck?
God, that really scared the shit out of me.
We're here, okay?
What did you see in there?
I don't know. Um...
Nothing, nothing. I just...
Oh, God, I'm obviously losing my fucking mind.
No, no, no one is losing their mind.
We're all good.
Let's go.
Guys, what the fuck is this?
There's no way.
This one's head's been skewered.
This one's had its head crushed.
Someone's fucking with us.
See? Nothing.
It's definitely the battery. Someone must have left the lights on last night.
You left the lights on last night.
Well call AAA.
Let's get this fixed so we can leave.
No, we're in the middle of nowhere.
It'll take forever for them to get out here.
We could call Hyrum.
Huh?
Seriously? You want me to call that weirdo?
I'll call him.
He has to be closer than anyone else,
and I'm sure he'd be happy to help.
Great idea.
Sooner the better.
Hmm.
You should leave it running for at least a half an hour.
You don't want to stall on the side of one of these roads.
Listen, you should know.
Mother confessed to seeing a spirit latched onto you.
It took great effort, but she removed it.
Excuse me?
You can feel it, can't you?
Her illness is not a joke to be toyed with.
This is no joke.
She removed the spirit that was living inside you.
Listen, I think it's time that you leave.
You should go.
Mm-hmm.
Well, I suggest that you all do the same.
Because whatever that thing was...
it's free now...
to do as it pleases.
Just look what it's done already.
Hyrum...
I know this is gonna sound weird, but...
do you remember a girl named Clara from Spring Creek?
You should clear out of here...
as soon as you can.
That guy's batshit.
We should probably pack up camp.
Do you guys mind if I take one last look around?
Elise, we need to leave, like, now.
Hyrum said we need to run the car for at least half an hour.
Probably don't need to run the car for half an hour.
Look, I know this is gonna sound nuts...
but I need to learn more about what happened to Clara.
This is the first time I've had any memories of my past.
Do you know what that's like, to not know who you are?
- Elise. - Please?
We'll leave before dark, I promise.
I would like to bear my testimony...
that I know the church is true.
This sin is great...
but I ask for forgiveness in the Telestial Kingdom
in return for a life lived faithful
to our Heavenly Father and to our Prophet Warren Jeffs.
I... I must beg for it...
for there is no other way.
I say this...
in the name of Jesus Christ.
Amen.
Take my offering.
Grant my family peace.
Clara, what happened to you?
I'm back, Mother.
You were right about those gentiles.
They haven't the faintest...
Mother!
Oh, no, no, no, no!
Oh, what have you done?
No, what have you done? What have you done?
Okay, you're gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
Uncle, mother's hurt real bad.
Gather the family, come quick.
Okay.
Oh, there she is.
Adam wouldn't let me break down camp until you got back.
Can we please go now?
You okay?
I just need to be by myself for a minute.
I need to speak with her.
I need to speak with her! Now!
Why?
The witch grows stronger, Hyrum...
and will reclaim its host.
What do you speak of? What witch?
The spirit we removed. Larue.
Larue? Who is Larue?
We were told she was a settler of Haventon...
a devoted member of the church, and a mentor to the young women.
It was not known to the other settlers,
but her deep devotion to the doctrine and covenants
masked a diseased mind, that of a witch.
The bodies were never found.
She consumed them.
That night, your great-great-grandfather
and his search party came upon
all that remained of the young girls.
In her final breath...
Larue vowed that even death would not stop her
taking revenge on the church.
We held Elise's baptism for the dead ritual
at the old font in Haventon,
so as not to sully our own temple with her sin.
It was me who gave the witch's name to be spoken,
to shame the girl Elise for what she did.
I did not know the witch would claim her as a host.
And now Larue will claim her again.
Alma.
What's wrong?
Mother?
No, mother.
No.
No, no. No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
We need to leave. She's been in there for like an hour. What is she doing?
- Say something. - Don't worry.
We're leaving soon.
Adam.
-Adam. -Just hold on a sec.
Hey.
Just checking in.
Everything okay?
I'm fine.
Uh.
Gwen's a little weirded out.
Thinking we should hit the road.
Yeah, okay.
All right.
Adam...
thank you...
for your support today.
I know it was a weird request.
I'm sorry for being so fucked up.
No. No, no, no. If anything...
I'm the one who should be apologising.
I just maybe thought more memories
would come back to me. You know what I mean?
Like some kind of closure?
Yeah.
No, I... I get it.
And...
I'm sorry again for losing my shit.
I'm a horrible drunk.
I admit it.
I love you.
Love you more.
Uh...
Can I take a quick leak and then pack the car?
Okay.
Jesus, Gwen.
Not the time to be sneaking up on people.
I've been sitting here patiently the whole time.
Just waiting.
Endlessly waiting.
What is it that you want me to do?
Oh, my God, it's too much. Okay. I...
I'm... I'm done. I won't wait any longer.
Gwen, I am doing the best that I can.
Just please try to calm down.
- Jesus. - Hey, hey, hey.
Hey...
nearly there.
- No. - Oh.
The deal was once Elise was healthy and better,
you would leave her.
I'm not going to wait another four months.
Gwen, it's been less than 24 hours. It's...
Elise, listen to me.
- How could you? - Just hear me out.
-Stay away from me. -Fuck.
-What the fuck did we do? -Adam, stop.
Elise. Elise.
Are you sure we're alone?
Alone as a shepherd without his flock.
I love you.
I'm sorry I'm late. The rain just came.
Father?
John 4:18 says...
"There is no fear in love.
But perfect love casteth out fear,
because fear hath torment".
I love her.
And she loves me.
Please, Father.
The young girl said you bullied her into it.
That it was all your idea.
No, that's not true.
She would...
she would never say that. I didn't do anything wrong.
"What is right holds no water
if in the eyes of the church it is wrong."
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Please, Father, please don't let them take me away.
- Please don't do this to me. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Please, please, I'll be better.
You'll be staying in the compound
until tomorrow afternoon...
when the orphanage worker arrives to pick you up.
I want you out of my house.
No, no, no, Mother, please don't let them take me away.
Please.
Please, Daddy. No.
Please, no.
No! No!
Maybe we come back in the morning for her.
Leave the campsite set up? What do you think?
We're not going anywhere, Gwen.
We're going to wait here until she comes back.
Well, you're sure as shit not staying with me?
Hey...
I really need your support right now, okay?
It's been a really tough night for me.
Oh, fuck off, Adam. Go wait in the car.
Gwen, come on.
Please.
Asshole!
Unbelievable. How could you be so careless, you fucking prick?
Fuck.
Gwen.
What's wrong? What's wrong?
There's someone in there! I swear to fucking God!
Adam, please! We have to fucking go!
There's nothing in there. What was it?
There's a woman in there, I swear.
- Fuck this! - It's empty.
Gwen!
No! Gwen!
Hey!
Fuck!
Hello, Elise.
-Clara. -It's me. It's really me.
-Clara, I've missed you. -Dig!
-Huh? -Dig!
-What am I digging for? -It's a surprise.
Oh, I love surprises.
I've missed you so much, Clara. My heart aches for you.
- If only my heart still beat. - Yes, if only.
Praise be, what is it?
It's a bone.
-A rib, I think. -Wonderful. There must be more.
Lord, I hope so. Shall I keep digging?
Did Joseph Smith have ten wives?
What'd you find?
That is most certainly a skull.
Aren't I pretty?
The prettiest.
They're looking for you.
There's someone here to take you away.
I'm sorry for what I did.
I just... I panicked. I didn't know what to do.
Do you hate me?
No.
Oh, no.
I'm thankful.
Elise... ...what are you doing?
Elise.
No, no, no, no, no. What did I do?
What did I do? Clara!
Oh, it's you.
I remember you now.
You've been with me all along.
Elise, please!
How does it feel?
Do you feel Heavenly Father?
Elise, please.
I know what I've done is unforgivable.
Do you really think an apology's gonna make everything okay?
Let go of me, Elise.
No, Elise. Hey!
Come on.
Elise.
Jesus.
Oh, your face. What happened?
What the hell are you doing?
Elise, stop.
Help her.
Flesh give birth to flesh.
Spirit birth to spirit.
My God!
Oh, shit. Oh, shit! No! No!
Hey! Hey! Let me out!
Spare her, Larue.
Spirit birth to spirit.
Come on!
In the name of Heavenly Father, she is innocent.
Please.
Mercy is grace.
Oh, no! No!
Drown!
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
Drown in it!
Shit!
Come on!
No, no! Please. Let me out!
Adam.
Elise.
Please.
I love you.
I love you more.
I trust you've all practised holding your breath.
They are ready, Bishop Franklin.
May your souls rejoice in heaven.