Warden Lacy had locked the devil in a box
to put an end to all the horrors we've seen.
The stain, the curse on our town.
That's what God told me.
I'm just passing through.
Your ad said you needed temp RNs.
- You on any medications? - No.
- What's happening? - We're getting out.
- Just hang on to me. - Don't make a sound.
Joy?
Although he had no children of his own,
Pop raised Chris and John.
Everything you fucking have I gave you.
You gave me shit. I took what I deserve.
Remember, Sergeant Major?
You'd be wise not to bring that up again.
You told Nadia?
Nadia!
She figured it out on her own.
Well, now she won't talk to me either.
Is there anything you can't fuck up?
_
She's awake.
Are you feeling better?
Much.
Your vessel was blind, yes?
So I gather.
Well, then...
to whatever part of her is left,
a gift.
Now I need something in return.
I need a memory of hers.
Your husband kept a man in a cage...
a secret cage beneath the prison.
But I don't think it was just a man.
I think it was an angel.
Our angel?
Oh, Papa!
No, no, no, no!
I need to know if it was him and where our angel is now.
I only know that the warden recorded in detail
every struggle in letters
which he sent to his friend, Sheriff Pangborn.
And these letters, where are they now?
In possession of the collector,
the one who takes cast-off things.
Pop Merrill?
Yes.
Where's Abdi?
Abdi...
Nadia!
Stop!
No, please listen!
Please, please, please, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, I'm not one of them, okay?
I saw your truck! It's not safe!
You got to get out of here! But they're coming!
They're right down the road,
and they're killing everyone who's left!
In the truck, now.
Get in!
Go, Pop!
Fuck!
- Shit! - It's them!
Get down! Get down!
Stay down!
Fuck!
Move!
Abdi!
I saw Pop's truck. I thought maybe...
Come on! Come on!
Why are they trying to kill us?
Let's live long enough to talk it out.
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02x09 - Caveat Emptor
When Pangborn got butchered by his wife,
I bought his trailer and everything inside it.
- The old sheriff? - Yeah.
He had these letters from Warden Lacy.
- And now they're both dead. - Yeah.
Dale was kind of our town historian.
He... he... he always used to say
he was in the remembering business
when everyone else's stock-in-trade was forgetting.
He also said the ones that first settled this place,
the ones that died in that first bad winter
and disappeared... poof... no bones even,
Dale said he knew where they went.
Nowhere.
He said that they never really left.
I didn't know what he meant by that.
I-I didn't know what he meant by that.
I didn't want to know.
And now...
Now I know.
Goddamn generator.
Why didn't we hear the sound?
Why aren't we hypnotized?
- Pop? - I don't know.
No fucking clue.
This is insane, Pop.
We don't know how many of them are roaming the streets.
This is the safest place if we keep it safe.
- So we need a perimeter. - That's a lot of bombs.
I figured somebody would be coming for me someday...
either the police or something else.
Take these downstairs.
Put them by the doors and the windows.
Daisy-chain them together. Be careful.
Hey.
Oh, shit. Fucking wire.
How is any of this possible?
I-I wanted...
I wanted none of this for you.
I brought you to a bad place.
Whatever's happening here...
Door C.
There's someone down in the basement.
Door C. Door C.
Basement.
End of the hallway.
Hands up! Up, up, up, up, up!
Anne?
The streets are teeming with these people.
There's no way you got in here unless they wanted you to.
Why don't you stop wasting my time?
The bad guys are out there! They have Joy!
Funny thing about bad guys is they look just like you and me.
I knew you were after my daughter
the minute I laid eyes on you.
Why don't you ask if this one is the real deal, huh?
- How about that? - Mr. Merrill.
Anne... she helped us make it here.
Shut up. You were at Marsten.
I already told you I was.
How'd you get out?
I killed some people.
How did you get all the way over here?
I killed some more people.
Dr. H., I don't like this.
Evelyn, we have to be sure.
They've got my daughter,
and I'm... I'm getting her back.
That's why I'm here.
So hand me a gun, and I'll be on my way!
I don't care who they are!
I don't care why they're doing whatever crazy thing it is
that they're doing!
Let's use the Army manual.
Go slow. Take your time.
I was at the Mellow Tiger, and all of a sudden,
everyone turned their heads at once,
like, as if they heard a sound, but I didn't hear anything.
_
Two people, a-a man and a woman,
they just... they started shooting people.
All the ones that didn't walk off after the statue.
And then we found each other.
- Who? - Evelyn and Ingalls...
the nurse.
Did you hear that fucking sound?
No.
My girl...
Joy... she did.
And she fell in line.
- So, like I said, can I... - Hold on.
What, you don't trust me?
How about I don't trust you?
All of this is down to your blood!
Your cock-a-doodie nephew!
I did kill him.
- What? - Just like you thought.
And I dumped him in the wrong dang place.
- The wrongest place. - Where?
- That construction site. - Near Marsten?
It's what's... what's underneath.
What's underneath?
Tunnels!
Draw it.
At first, I thought it was just my brain
shorting out on me, but it was real!
You think she's one of them?
I think she's bipolar, for starters.
But, no, I don't.
What happened to your earring?
Come on, J, you hooked me up to chemo how many times?
We're practically coworkers.
You had a diamond stud in your ear three days ago.
Today...
there's not even a dent in your earlobe.
It's all...
Healed up.
What I'm trying to figure out
is why they'd sneak you in here.
Why didn't they just storm the place?
And this drug, Haldol...
you're saying it flips them back?
Yeah, but only for a time. I saw it work on Chris.
He became himself again after every injection...
Until it wore off.
- How much drug do we have? - Enough.
I think if we give him the full four mil,
we'll talk to the Jamal we know.
Then what?
Then he tells us how we can stop them...
their weaknesses, how we fucking kill them?
They still have the memories of the other one.
Chris did.
Prisoner in your own body?
_
He's awake.
You tried to kill him. Why?
Jamal will tell us. He knows what you know.
Let him, then.
It's over.
Tomorrow at dusk, she returns.
He's a friend. I don't understand how... how someone could just...
It's not his fault. It's not even him.
Okay, well, I just... I don't understand any of this.
400 years she's been gathering speed,
heading for this place at this time,
and you think you can stop her?
You know what I think?
I think there's a reason your boss sent
an assassin to kill me instead of breaking down the door.
Oh. Oh, Jesus.
I think you need something.
That's what I think.
Something that only I have.
Huh?
He's here.
Pop.
Pop Merrill, come back.
Come back, Pop.
Let's make a deal.
So you want to discuss the terms of your surrender?
You caught me at a good time. Shoot.
- Uh... - Oh, Jesus.
- Oh, God. - Shh!
Delusions...
normal for a man in your advanced age.
Whoever you are,
I'm guessing your age is a lot more advanced than mine.
You're smarter than I thought.
We've got a lot to talk about.
We sure do.
What do I call you, new guy?
My name is Augustin.
Well, Augustin,
I've been catching up on some old correspondence
from Dale Lacy.
Remember him?
That's why you're here, right?
You need to know what he knew.
So you want to hear my offer?
You give me the warden's letters,
I'll let Nadia and Abdi go,
along with whoever else you've got in there.
Or...
we could do this another way.
Decided how many people you want to see die tonight?
We're not the ones who'll be dying.
I got bombs on every door and window.
_
We have 55 minutes.
- It's the only way out. - Pop...
Just need extra time.
- Let's make a deal. - Really?
You're gonna let them go?
Why? You're killing everyone else left in Castle Rock?
Pop.
Pop Merrill, come back.
Okay, so we're fucking surrounded.
Yeah, we have a plan.
Okay.
We need to find a way out
before they find a way in.
And how are we supposed to do that?
The train.
It's gonna be the Maine/Boston.
That train's a mile long and always on time.
We're gonna jump on to a train?
- In front of a train. - Oh, okay.
It was a game we played as kids.
Hurry! Before he sees us!
- Come on! - Hurry up! He's coming!
Come on, Nadia!
- Go, go, go, go! - Nadia, hurry!
Mostly to get away from Ace.
How's that for a fucking cosmic joke?
It cuts the town in half.
You can't get across for half an hour.
We get on the other side, they won't catch us.
I don't know if I can make it, Nad.
No man left behind, right?
Generator, fuck.
- I'm on it. - No, I'll do it.
You shouldn't go alone.
Keep up.
It's just down here.
Where's Anne?
I need to know where they've got my daughter in that house...
what room, et cetera,
and any other little details you can help me out with.
And why would I ever tell you any of that?
Maybe you wouldn't.
But I have put down quite a few of your brothers
and sisters tonight,
so maybe that carries some weight.
You folks have some experience with pain.
Is that right?
Annie...
find her.
So do I.
What I can't get my kadooza around
is why they're keeping you alive.
Maybe they're still living in a world where reasonable people
can come to an arrangement.
I would love that.
I'm as reasonable as they come.
But...
I have spent some time in that house of yours.
And sorry.
You folks don't seem very reasonable at all.
Do you really think she's better off with you?
You see, I knew what he knew... Jamal...
and I remember the hallway.
Anne?
What are you doing?
Even if you find her, after what we've done to her,
- she'll never be the same. - A good mother
would never let this happen.
You'll look into those eyes,
and you won't know who's looking back.
You killed him!
He was meant to help us!
Do you never think, Anne?
_
Pop.
Pop...
I thought we'd be killing each other by now,
like civilized human beings.
Well, I know how much you love a deal.
I thought I'd try you one last time.
Your bombs will slow us down.
They'll slow us down, but they won't stop us.
I prefer a softer landing, though.
I bet you do, too.
No, I don't do deals with walking fucking corpses.
Which is funny, coming from a walking corpse.
You know the difference between me and you, Gus?
You're a hitchhiker in borrowed clothing,
and I know who I fucking am.
Pop...
You don't at all.
That's why you're always looking for a trade.
You are remarkably empty of purpose...
Of destiny.
That's why your life is gonna end here
in this tower of garbage,
this castle of shit.
All these little...
insignificant trades
adding up to a tomb of trash.
See, I know everything he knew.
- Who? - Your nephew.
Then you're a fucking moron.
I remember what he felt. You know what he felt for you?
Love.
To think,
underneath it all,
that angry little boy...
he loved you.
You.
But...
you hit him...
a lot...
when he was small.
A lot.
Well, he was bad a lot.
From the jump, like his dad.
In my house, you pay your debts.
He knew the rules.
It's extraordinary.
No children of your own,
but ruined four kids anyway.
To start with nothing
and somehow end up with less than nothing...
That takes a real businessman.
I've been trying to understand
what could be so important in these here letters.
And I don't know much about your kind,
but I think I can guess.
The way I figure, you're trying to understand
who the fuck Lacy had in that cage and where he is now.
Well, you're not gonna find out,
'cause I burned your fucking letters.
I don't care about the letters, Pop.
I have you.
You read them, so I'll take you instead.
I'll make you one of us, Pop,
and you'll tell me everything.
Pop.
Don't let him get into your head.
That part about...
me fucking up all four of you...
Pop, it's... it's too late for this shit.
Be honest.
Yeah.
Yeah, what?
Yeah, you fucked us up.
I mean, you want me to lie?
I fed you.
I protected you.
I taught you.
Even when my life was shit,
I tried to make your life better.
Even when I didn't feel like it.
And you should know, I really fucking felt like it.
And here you are.
Here I am.
Here we are.
Here's what you always wanted to hear
from my ungrateful mouth.
Thank you for liberating me.
Look at me.
I'm liberated.
They still fit?
Yeah.
He'll come soon.
He's patient, but not that patient.
- Breathe. - Huh?
When that fucking train comes, I'm gonna slow you down, Nadia.
It's just a few yards across the track.
- Once we're past... - Well, if I don't make it out of this,
- things I want to say. - Stop.
I want to tell you that...
seeing all those graduations meant to me...
All you've done, all you've accomplished...
Stop it.
No, I just... I want... I want to say it.
But I don't want to hear it.
There's not gonna be a time after this, okay?
Not for us.
I know you're gonna be mad at me forever.
I-I get that.
You don't get to make your peace.
That's what I'm trying to tell you,
and I'm not gonna be mad at you forever.
If I live through this night,
I'm gonna leave this place.
And I'm never gonna think of you again.
We good here?
Good as we're gonna be.
Pop, we'll give you a quiet end,
entombed in one of us.
You can subside... gracefully,
knowing that you did one good thing
in your gaping vacancy of a life.
I don't know.
Nobody really retires these days.
I got myself in a vest here, loaded up with C4.
- Pop... - I'm guessing that when it blows,
it ain't gonna be so easy to bring me back.
_
Looks like we're leaving earlier than we thought.
Down to the back staircase through the cellar.
- Abdi, stay with me. - Let's go!
- Go, go, go, go, go! - Move!
Here, take this one, too.
Hello, Georgia. Freak time.
You guys okay?
- How many of them behind you? - We don't know.
- Go, go, go! - Come on, let's go.
Go, go, go!
Hey.
Go, go, go, go!
Pop, come on! Pop!
You need more time.
Pop!
Where's Pop?
Keep going.
The train! We have to go!
Wait.
Evelyn!
Careful, now.
Careful, careful, careful.
How deep you got the bodies stacked, Gus?
Do you slip into a new one like a kimono?
Or is it a little more complicated?
Ah...
So you can't just spoon up whatever dog food's left
into your fancy magic coffin.
This goes up,
the whole place goes up with us.
Looks like you're not gonna be around
to see your brave old world.
Pop. Reginald.
- Don't. - Why not?
You just spent the last hour telling me I'm a piece of shit.
Now you're gonna tell me what?
That my life is suddenly worth something?
That I'm a good man?
No.
You're not a good man.
You're a dying one.
Anne, shoot!
And I am a deathless one.
You have nothing. I have forever.
Don't tell me you're not interested in a trade.
Don't tell me you don't want what I've got.
- Hmm, no deal. - No!
Come on!
You'll see.
Pop!
Come in, Pop!
Pop?
Pop, come in!
Pop! Pop, do you copy, Pop?
Pop?
Pop? Do you copy, Pop?
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