Goodbye, Butterfly (2021) - full transcript

[TOY PIANO PLAYING]

[CHUCKLES] Hey, kiddo.

Okay. What are you playing?

It's Okay
If You Fly Away, Butterfly.

- Did you write that?
- Mm-hmm.

- I love it.
- It's right here.

Oh, it's right there.
Those are the notes?

- What's that?
- It's for you.

- "Thug Life."
- Thug life.

- You made this at school?
- Yes.

[CLICKS TONGUE] Did your
Uncle Tyler tell you that?



- Yes.
- Of course, he did.

And I'm sure I'm going
to hear about that.

Did you like the movie?

- Well, I have a question.
- Okay, what's your question?

Doesn't live action mean,
like, live actors?

- Mm-hmm.
- Then, I was thinking

why do they call the new
Lion King movie live-action...

when it's all CGI animals
and no people?

Uh...

Because the people
in charge of that are...

not as smart as you.
Uh, and neither am I.

- Okay. Go to bed.
- I am in bed.

Go to sleep.

You can't just tell
somebody to go to sleep



and just expect them to close
their eyes and go to sleep.

I have a lot on my mind, dude.

- Your mother and I ever tell you you're adopted?
- Hilarious.

Mm. Go to sleep.

- But...
- Go... to... sleep!

- I will if you do the line.
- [SIGHS]

- "Okay, what's in the box?"
- [GIGGLES] Quit it.

Okay, do not tell your mom
I let you watch that, okay?

- Yes.
- Good. Okay. Lights out.

[EXCLAIMS] Yeah, yeah.
I'm going to get this off. Okay, Mia.

Goodnight, butterfly.

[INAUDIBLE]

[INAUDIBLE]

[INAUDIBLE]

Got to go back there and look again!
I know what I saw!

We searched his entire place.
We didn't find anything.

And by the way,
he was very cooperative.

He let us do all of that
without a warrant.

Besides, you said it yourself,
you saw it for a second from a distance

- at night.
- No! Do not do that! I am not crazy.

- I know what I fucking saw!
- Okay! Okay, here's what I need you to do for me.

I need you to calm down, okay?
I didn't say you were crazy.

You just lost your daughter, and you needing
someone to blame is completely understandable,

but accusing someone of murder
requires evidence.

- I understand what you're going through.
- [RYAN SCOFFS]

And I know that you're trying to
deal with this all in your own way,

but finding your daughter's
killer is my job,

and this grief counselor...

is really good at hers.

[JESSIE SOBBING]

[RYAN SIGHS]

Look, she's wrong.
It's him. I know it.

It doesn't matter!
It won't bring her back.

She's gone. Our baby's gone,
and you can't fix it.

You can't fix anything.

You can't bring her back to me.
You can't.

- [JESSIE WAILING]
- All right. [SHUSHES]

All right. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Jess?

Jess?

Jess?

[MAN OVER VOICEMAIL]
Hey, Ryan. It's Frank.

I just...

Everyone in the office, we're all
thinking about you... and Jessie.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

Hell, I don't really know what
I'm going do with this place.

Hell, nobody even touched it since all
that shit went down with the press it got.

How many women is it
up to now? What, 50?

- Fifty-three.
- Jesus.

Yeah, some people.

After you.

Don't mind the smell.

[SIGHS] Well, you wanted
to see it, and here it is. Yeah.

Speedy, the custodian,
he lived down here for 15 years.

He didn't really have much.

Didn't really want much, either.

He, uh, took two to the chest

trying to stop that robbery over
at the Sip and Slip last month.

Yeah. I guess that's the...

risk you take for trying
to be a hero, huh?

The, uh, sink and toilet,
shower, they all work,

- but I like I said...
- No one comes down here?

The building, I mean?

Not even on a dare.

Listen, uh...

Look, I don't know what your deal
is, but if you're...

planning on doing
anything illegal here...

It's nothing like that.

Well, then, what is it?

I mean, we drove
here in your car...

you talk like you got a
degree on the wall at home,

so I mean,
I ain't no scab-picker.

I definitely ain't one to turn
down free money, but, uh...

Look, I'm not going
to do anything illegal.

I'm not going to cause you
any problems.

- [CASH BILLS RUFFLE]
- Is this enough for a month?

"Split all ends up,
and they shall not crack."

"And death shall
have no dominion."

Yeah.

[DOOR CREAKS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[SIGHS]

[TYLER OVER VIDEO]
Come on!

Come on, gorilla!

Mia Manila!
Come on! Come on!

[TYLER GRUNTING]

- MIA: Get up. Get up!
- [TYLER CHUCKLES]

What the hell are you doing?

- TYLER: It was Ryan's idea.
- RYAN: What?

- Not me. It was not me.
- [JESSIE LAUGHS]

...behind that jab,
double it up, triple it up.

Wait for him to drop his hands.

[BEEPS]

MAN: Work the jab.
Work the jab.

You had the slip.
Move. Move!

Circle.

[APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS]

- Hey.
- TYLER: Hey.

- You hungry?
- Yeah.

[SNIFFLES]

[CLEARS THROAT]

TYLER: So, you and Jess...

Jess is fine. She's...

you know, at her sisters.

Um...

How's... How's, uh,
Charkhian looking?

You know,
you had a shot there.

- I had a shot at doing what...
- Ty.

You know, I mean, if I hadn't done five...
Yeah, I get it.

Why don't you go down
to the store, get some salt...

- Jesus Christ. Relax.
- ...rub it in my fucking eye.

- You fucking relax. I'm completely relaxed.
- I am relaxed.

- Why don't you stop losing hair?
- It's a little late for that.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

So, um...

- So, the house...
- House is...

fine.

I just, uh...

I couldn't do what
I needed to do there.

And what the fuck's
that supposed to mean?

Have a seat.

Take a look.

What the fuck am I looking at?

That's the guy who killed Mia.

I need you to get me a gun, Ty.

Here you go.

[SIGHS, SNIFFLES]

So tell me, what's the plan?

I get you a gun,
and you just go over there

and cap this motherfucker
like Sam Jackson?

Well, I'll get him to admit it
first, but after that, um...

yeah. Pretty much after that.

Pretty much after that.
So you're just fucking Keyser Soze here?

You ever been
to prison, dumbass?

Because I have,
and this, by the way,

real good training camp
for the fucking Hoosegow.

As far as getting
the truth out of him...

I'd really like
to fuck Taylor Swift.

Look, he killed Mia!

He took her,
and he killed her and...

and now he just gets to live
his creepy-ass... No. No!

He...

I know it,

and I need this to end,
and I need to end him.

Look, are you gonna
help me or not?

[SIGHS]

[SNIFFLES]

Give me a minute, man.
I need a minute, okay?

[TYLER SIGHS]

I'm gonna call an Uber.

I'm gonna call an Uber.

[CICADAS CHIRPING]

[SIGHS]

I need to hear you
say it one more time.

You're sure this guy is the guy?

I'm positive.

[SIGHS DEEPLY] Fuck me.

All right, man. Well,
if you're going to do this...

the most you ever want him
to be is a missing person...

which means you're gonna have to
make it look like he took a trip...

plant a receipt.

I don't know.
Train ticket, something.

- As for the body...
- I got a plan for that.

I'm thinking the lake
or the woods,

but I'm leaning
towards the woods.

- A boat?
- Exactly.

And in the woods,
I got more cover, so...

Well, that makes it easy then,
doesn't it?

[RYAN SIGHS]

TYLER: Besides, there's one thing that's
more important than any of that shit, man.

You have to go
into this cold, not hot.

There's not going to be a minute
to second guess yourself, so,

do you think you have it
in you to not do that?

Yeah.

[SIGHS]

All right, man.

I'll get you a gun...

but I'm also going
to help you do it.

No. No, Ty.
I can't ask you to do that.

Fuck you!
Fuck you, all right?

Mia was my goddaughter,
so that's the deal.

Take it or leave it.

Look, man. I know it doesn't
feel like it now, but...

[SIGHS] you could
actually still have...

a life after this.

but only if you do it right,

which means
you are going to need help.

Hell, man, I would too.

All right, then.

Let's get to it.

It's clean.

You sure this guy's home?

He is...

This guy's been my...

He closed all his blinds
a few days ago for some reason,

but he hasn't
broken his routine.

Same rooms light up
at the same times.

All right, then.

Just like we planned, right?

[CLATTERING]

[CLATTERING CONTINUES]

[WOOD CREAKING]

[CLATTERING CONTINUES]

He's out.

[GRUNTING]

Let's just put him down.

Didn't what's-his-face
used to live here?

Huh?

I don't know. Let's just...
Could we just get this done?

Come on.

- Okay, here we go. Okay.
- Wait, wait, wait. All right.

[GRUNTING]

- Oh! Oh!
- TYLER: Oh, crap!

RYAN: Are you okay?

- Up... means...
- I heard you.

- Come on. Are you okay?
- ...direction. Yes.

RYAN: Just stand up.

- One, two, three. Up!
- Fuck!

- One, two, three, up!
- Yeah.

[GRUNTS] In the seat.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Fuck.

Okay. Can you get the stuff?

RYAN: Fuck it.

Remember me, Mr. Granger?

You're...

You're Ryan Olsen,

- the father of...
- Mia.

The girl you murdered.

No, I did not.

Don't lie to me!

(SIGHS)

I'm not calling
the cops this time.

It's just you and me.
I've been watching you, asshole.

I know what you are,
and I know what I saw.

You sitting at
your kitchen table,

holding my daughter's favorite butterfly
hairclip in your creepy-ass hands.

Are you gonna tell me I didn't?

Yes. I mean, no.

I said...

Look,

look, I let the police
search my house.

They didn't even have a
warrant, but I let them,

and they didn't find it
because I never had it.

Please...

You're welcome to search...

Search my house.

I could never
do that to a child.

I couldn't. I wouldn't.

Please. You have to believe me.

I'm sorry, Stan,
but I don't.

[CELLPHONE RINGING]

Hammett.

Yeah, okay. I'm on my way.

- [GRUNTS]
- You want me to stop?

Yes.

Then tell me!

[GRUNTS]

Tell me what I want to know!

Tell me!

[GRUNTS] Aw, fuck!

Just tell me and I'll stop.
I promise!

I didn't.

RYAN: Ow, fuck.

TYLER: Ryan,

come on.

He ain't goin' anywhere.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS]

It ain't broke, man.
You just gotta ice it.

He's gonna break. I know it.

I don't know, man.

No, look, all we have to do
is go down there and, like,

what do you mean,
you don't know?

What, you mean, you don't know

- or you mean you don't know?
- No, no, I just...

I just mean...

[SIGHS]

I don't know if you're gonna
get to bang Taylor before we...

You know...

[SIGHS]

Show me.

All right, get forensics out here.
K-9 units, too.

And seal off the road.
No one comes in or out.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what do you got?

I need the past 72 hours
of traffic-cam footage

for the two streets that go in and
out of the old Chalmers backroad.

There's no traffic-cams
on Chalmers,

but there are on the other two

and we might
catch a break there.

Yeah. I'll be here until forensics
is done bagging everything.

Explain a few things
to me, Stan.

What would a single
man with no kids

be buying boxes of children's
vitamins and stuffed animals for?

Are you going to kill me?

Depends

on your answers.

Okay.

- My niece.
- Your niece?

My niece, she just turned three,

and I sent the toys
to her for her birthday.

And the vitamins,

are you gonna tell me you sent
those to her for her birthday too?

No.

What?

What, Stan?

It's...

It's em...
it's embarrassing.

I take them.

I prefer them over the adult.

Okay.

[SIGHS]

Explain this, asshole.

Bonding with Captors?

Are you gonna tell me you're reading
that for some fucking book club?

Hey!

[CRYING]

This is a mistake.

In case you missed it,

this is your one chance
to save yourself,

so stop fucking crying
and start talking!

But you've already
made up your mind

or you wouldn't be doing this.

Start talking! Talk now!

- Oh, God!
- Or so help me God,

I will pull this
fucking trigger!

- Talk!
- It happened to me!

What? What happened to you?

It happened to me!
It happened.

TYLER: Hey!

I didn't do this,
so help me God.

I never touched your daughter.

You have the wrong man.

Tell me what happened to you.

All right.

I don't know.

Maybe Detective Hammett
was right. Maybe...

Maybe, I didn't see it.

If you say you saw it,
then I know you did.

Come on, you're not actually
starting to believe him,

- are you?
- [SIGHS]

I don't know.

You?

Me? It doesn't fuckin' matter.

You know what the minimum
sentence for kidnapping is?

It's 20 fucking years.
We still gotta go to the woods,

we still gotta dig the hole
before the sun's up.

Look, I just...

I have to be sure.

You are. "I'm positive."
That's what you said.

How the fuck are you gonna be
more sure than you already were

I'm gonna find it.

Hey, any mess you make,
we gotta... Ah, fuck off.

You're going to
die tonight, Stan.

Only question is quick or slow?

See, I can't talk Ryan down,

but if you come clean
about what you did,

I can promise it'll be quick.

It's Ty, right?

Tyler. We ain't
fuckin' friends, asshole.

May I ask if you
believe in God?

Do I look like
a fuckin' Christian to you?

You know what Gandhi
said about Christians?

Do I look like I fuckin' care?

He said, "I like your Christ.
I do not like your Christians.

"Your Christians are
so unlike your Christ." No.

I do not mean a belief derived
from an institution built by men

seeking only to serve
their own selfish interests,

But a true belief, which I have.

And I swear to you
by that belief,

I had nothing to do with what
happened to Ryan's daughter, Tyler.

Ooh!

[SCREAMING]

What the fuck
are you doing, man?

You want a fucking
confession, right?

What d... Stop!
Just get it the fuck out!

[GROANING]

What the fuck
are you doing, man?

Let's just get this over with.

I... okay, I'm not ready.

[SIGHS]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[GRUNTS]

Mr. Granger?
Detective Hammett!

[GRUNTS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I just wanna talk.

[MOUTHING]

[GRUNTS]

[SIGHS]

- Hey, you good?
- Yeah.

I put him down the second I heard
it, man. I...

What the fuck?

- You think she knows?
- No.

No, she woulda kicked in
the door if she did.

She was here for him.
That was, uh...

the lead detective
on Mia's case.

What if she finally
has something on him?

Do I really got to explain to
you how fucking stupid this is?

I gotta know.

So we do it, and then
you call her and find out.

No. No, 'cause if this has
anything to do with Mia's case...

- God damn it, man.
- This is exactly what I...

You always
second-guess yourself.

Shut up! It's my daughter!
It's my fucking daughter!

We have plenty of time.

[CELLPHONE RINGING]

Hammett.

Uh, Detective.
Hi, it's... it's Ryan...

Olsen.

Hi, Mr. Olsen.
It's pretty late.

Yeah, no... I know.
I'm sorry about the hour.

I just... I really
needed to talk to you.

Sure. Listen, I know
it's been a while,

but I want you to know we're
still doing everything we can

on your daughter's case.

Yeah. Is there, um... Is there anything
new, uh, that I should know about?

Well, it's
an open investigation,

so unfortunately,
as much as I'd like to,

there are certain things
I really can't get into.

Right. Right. Um, well...

The reason I called is, um, I...
I actually have some information about,

uh, Stan Granger
that I... I thought,

uh, you might want
to know about.

I really hope you haven't been
doing anything stupid, Mr. Olsen.

Yeah. That makes two of us.

Okay, listen, I'm actually in
your neighborhood right now,

so maybe it'd be better
if we talk in person.

How about I stop by in,
say, ten minutes?

Okay.

Fuck. Ow!
Some fuckin' bullshit!

Look, I have to know.

At least leave me
the gun, dumbass.

Shit. Take it.
Thank you.

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Detective.

Mr. Olsen.

How are you holding up?

[MUMBLES]

And your wife?

Uh, she's... She's okay.
Uh, fine.

Actually, she's staying at her
sister's for a... for a little bit.

So...

I don't suppose you ever
called that number I gave you?

It's on my list of things to do.

Well, for what
it's worth, I've...

I've known a few people
who have been where you are,

and they all say that
talking to someone helps.

with a lot of things.

Food for thought.

Anyway, you said you had some
information for me about Stan Granger.

Could you at least tell me if there have
been any developments in Mia's case?

I'm still doing
everything that I can,

and, but nothing new
has come up.

And I'm sorry, I know that's
not what you want to hear,

but you'll be the first to know,

I promise, once I
have something.

And, uh, Stan Granger,

has he been completely
eliminated as a...

a... a suspect?

That's not really how it works.

We go where
the evidence takes us,

and there simply is
no evidence implicating Granger.

Now, you said you had something.

Um...

Here.

Look, I know how this looks,

and I know that none of it
may actually be

evidence, uh, but you
have to admit that...

What?

You said he closed all of
his blinds three days ago?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Look,

Stan Granger did actually just pop
up on my radar again very recently.

Now it's for a different case,
and an open investigation,

so I can't get into the details.

And as a police officer,
I can't say I approve

of what you've been doing,

so I certainly couldn't ask you to
take part in an official investigation,

even if you are practically
neighbors with him

and might be in a position to

take a look at his van
and relay back

whether or not
it's been freshly painted,

which is information that might
be of interest to certain parties.

Mm-hmm.

[SIGHS] Okay, uh,
thanks again for meeting me.

I didn't.

It's been three days since Clara
Bloom was last seen by her family.

The five-year-old was believed
to have been on Chalmers Road

near the Como Zoo with
classmates on a field trip

before she disappeared.

The police are asking
anyone with leads

to call the number
on the screen.

ANCHORMAN:
Thanks, Francine.

Once again, for those of you
just joining us, Salisbury...

Shit.

- You think he painted it?
- I do.

I remember you looking at
this guy for the Olsen girl.

The father stated
that he saw Granger

in possession of a hair clip
that belonged to the vic.

Granger let us conduct a search
on his property voluntarily,

but we came up empty,
and, I mean,

beyond the father's insistence
that he was guilty,

we really didn't have a reason
to like him for it,

at the time.

You still don't,

for either.

Right now, all you've got is a
similar van turning down the street.

Around the approximate time
Clara Bloom went missing.

But we don't know that
she was even taken in a van.

It takes three minutes to drive
down Chalmers from end to end,

and there's absolutely
nothing on it.

It's just a backroad on the
edge of the zoo's perimeter.

This van turns onto
Chalmers at 11:47.

It doesn't exit
onto Park until 12:31,

which means it was on
Chalmers for 44 minutes.

44 minutes.

It's not that hard
to paint a van.

Okay.

Okay?

- Okay, what?
- Okay, bring me something else.

But I don't need
to remind you

that we're coming up
on three days gone,

so do it fast.

Okay.

What are you gonna do
if he doesn't come back?

[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]

Well?

Here.

It's been three days
since Clara Bloom

was last seen
by her family.

The five-year-old
was believed

to have been
on Chalmers Road

near the Como Zoo
with classmates

on a field trip
before she...

So she wasn't here about Mia,
she was here about...

Clara.

- What'd she tell you?
- Not much, just to...

[SIGHS]

[WATER FAUCET RUNNING]

Clara Bloom disappeared
the same night

Stan closed
all his blinds.

TYLER: This is it?

- Good.
- Good?

No, I don't mean "good."

I mean, now we can
fucking kill him, right?

- No.
- Fuck you mean, no?

They haven't
found a body.

The police
are still looking.

Okay. That don't mean
she's still alive.

That is not a risk
I'm willing to take.

Look, I get it,
all right?

But the truth is,
we don't know shit.

We don't know
this guy's M.O.

I mean, did she
even tell you for sure

what the fucking van's
all about?

No, she just said
she needed to know

if the van
had been painted and,

you know,
I've got to let her...

It's been painted,
and I've got to let her know.

And it has,
and I am going to tell her.

What the fuck
are you doing?

[TEXT WHOOSH]

Did you just...

Motherfucker!

That text will send
the fucking cops

through that door
any fucking minute!

Yeah.

Which is why
you should go, Ty.

Look, we're
way off-book,

and there is no reason you
should go down for this with me.

Can you please just go, okay?
Please.

Put your fucking
shit on, dumbass.

- Where is she, huh?
- Where is who?

The missing girl,
fucker!

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Uh-uh.

See that dog ain't
going to hunt no more.

We know you painted
your van.

We know you closed
all your blinds

the same day
she went missing.

Vitamins,
stuffed animals,

the fact that that detective
just knocked on your door,

not to mention what Ryan
said he saw you holding.

You add all that up...
No. No.

Tyler, I can't speak to
what Ryan saw in his grief,

nor would I
presume to.

Now I did
paint my van.

I do it once a year
to prevent rust.

The weather
is very harsh here.

Doing it myself
saves me

from being gouged
by a professional.

As for the rest,
all I can say is

what I've
already said.

I had nothing,

nothing to do with
what happened to Mia,

just like I had
nothing to do

with what happened
to the girl,

the other girl.

Buying any of it?

Help me
get his shoes off then.

Why?

Why?
What are you doing?

You don't
have to do this.

Last chance,
fucker.

Please,
don't do this.

I can't tell you
what I don't know.

I don't know
how many

different ways
I can say that.

- You're full of shit, buddy.
- No. No!

[SCREAMING]

[GRUNTING]

[RECORD PLAYER SKIPPING]

You ready
to talk?

Huh? The girl, fucker!
Where?

- I believe in God...
- Talk! Talk!

- ...the Father Almighty, the creator...
- Fuck you!

- ...of Heaven, the gift of life...
- Fuck you!

- ...and Jesus Christ, His only Son...
- Fuck you, you Bible-thumping...

...piece of shit!

- ...and is seated at the right hand...
- Fuck you...

- ...you fucking piece of shit!
- of the Father, the man who...

- I'll fucking take your teeth out...
- ...and was crucified under...

- ...one at a time!
- ...Pontius Pilate.

- He was crucified and died...
- You fucking piece of shit!

Go.

[VOMITING]

I meant what I said earlier,
you should just go, Ty.

Fuck you.

- Ty.
- Get the fuck off me!

Look, Ty, you're the toughest
son of a bitch I know, but,

maybe it's like
your mom used to say,

maybe our eyes were
bigger than our stomachs.

We can't fucking
break him,

and we can't
fucking kill him.

Where does
that leave us, huh?

What, we just
sit here and wait

for the cops to come
and cuff us?

[GRUNTS]

Clara's the priority now.

They got dogs
and forensics,

and resources
we don't have.

If you think I'm going
to leave you

holding the bag
on this yourself, man...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I dragged
you into this shit.

It ain't
on you, man.

I dragged myself into this
shit, remember?

Look, I just...

Look, I just,
you know, needed to

hear him say it
more than I needed...

I know.

I don't know
what I needed, man.

I just knew
that Mia was...

You were

Uncle Ty.

[CRYING]

Right.

So let's see if Uncle
Ty's got this straight.

We know
it's him.

Well, you ain't going
to get no closure.

We've got
no real proof.

That other girl might
be alive out there

somewhere still,
and, uh,

our only option
is, what,

just to sit here
and wait

to see how long our prison
sentence is going to be?

That about
sum it up?

[CHUCKLING]

[SNORTS]

[SIGHS]

No!

RYAN: No!

No!

Gosh!

[RYAN SOBBING]

It's okay.

[DOOR OPENS]

She's still alive,
isn't she?

Fuck you!
Fuck you, God damn it!

Hey! Hey!

[COUGHING]

STAN: Ryan. Ryan.

Don't take it personal.

It's just what
the good Lord wants.

See,

we are God's
entertainment,

his own personal
reality TV show,

so we need to keep things
interesting for Him.

It's his mandate.

Not mine.

[CHUCKLES]
Believe me.

None of this
is my idea.

It's just how
He made me.

And in the end,

all any of us can do
is our best to serve

His purposes.

Is she alive, man?
Just fucking tell us.

- Fuck.
- No! No!

I know. I know. I know.

Just

don't fall apart on me,
all right?

Please.

We got to hold it
together, man.

We got to hold it
together, okay?

- We have to call 911.
- I know.

Look, man.
Hey, hey.

- We got him.
- Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

This was all you, man.
This was all you, okay?

So if they do find
that other girl

alive out there
somewhere,

[SOFT] who knows?

- Maybe the judge will go easy on us.
- Yeah.

Wait, where are you going?
What are you doing?

I'm going to go take the
plastic down from the walls.

I think it might look
better when the cops come,

if it doesn't
look like we had

a fucking execution
planned.

Oh, shit.

Okay.

All right.

- I'll take you to her.
- What?

Clara.
I'll take you to her.

[PANTING]

What now?

I'll take you to her,
but only you two.

Asshole, it's fucking over.
The cops...

They'll never find her,
and if you bring them into this now...

I promise,
neither will you.

If you fucking think
for one second that we...

I want this
to be over.

The truth is,
I'm tired.

I knew this day
was going to come,

and when I woke up
in this chair

with you two
standing over me,

I knew that day
was today.

But if meeting my end
means going to prison,

then I'm sure
He would rather

I let Clara die
from dehydration,

before I tell anyone
where she is.

Call it a piece
de resistance.

As for me, the thought
of spending

years on death row,

while some
small-minded shrinks

prod me
with questionnaires,

like squirrels, trying to make
sense of computer code,

the thought of that is a
little more than I can bear.

But I have
no illusions.

I know
what I've done,

and I know
what has to happen.

It's just simply
a matter of a quick

or a slow death,

and Tyler,
earlier,

you offered me a choice
between the two.

So,

if I still
have a say,

I'd like to be the one
to make that choice.

Did my daughter
have a choice, asshole?

I'm offering you
Clara Bloom's life

for the promise
of a quick death.

Do we have
a deal?

[TYLER GROANS]

That asshole's
done nothing

but fuck with us
from the start!

Yeah, hold on, hold on,
hold on a second.

Let's just
take a second.

Let's just take a step back
and think about this.

Okay, okay.

I mean, even if he is
99 percent full of shit,

do we at least buy that he
is never going to tell anyone

where Clara is
if we bring the cops in?

Because if that's true,
then maybe they don't

have a better shot now
at saving her than we do.

Maybe calling them
actually

makes things worse
for Clara.

You know the second
we smell bullshit,

we turn you over
to the cops

with all your
little-ass trophies.

You know that, right?

Yeah.

All right.

- Where are we going, Stan?
- It's not far.

So tell me, honestly,
how did I do?

Emotions
are so tricky.

But I've had
a lot of practice,

and I really feel
I hit

all the right notes

at the right
moments tonight.

Clara would've been
my sixth.

I've killed
five children

across three states
for Him,

and I'm sure
the parents

all probably felt
similar things,

to what you
experienced, Ryan,

but the truth is,

the world never
stops spinning,

the universe
didn't even blink.

That's because
good and evil,

they don't really exist.
They're human concepts.

Like the offspring
of wild animals

are killed and die
all the time.

But when it happens
to people,

they make
a big deal out of it,

and that's because
I think

that we
are fundamentally

these
self-important beings

and the irony is,
[CHUCKLES]

there are some serious
problems facing our species.

I don't think
anyone has an idea.

I don't think people understand
how close we are

to our own
extinction event.

The world had four billion
people in it when I was born.

Now there are eight,

eight billion people.

So, in another
100 years,

overpopulation
will ensure

that our planet can no
longer sustain human life.

Other species will survive
and thrive, of course.

But we will not.

And here you are,

focusing all your attention
on the life,

of one small child.

Why?

Because our brains
were not designed

to handle problems
that big.

[POPS LIPS]

So, instead,
we focus on the small.

And that,

that is
our fatal flaw.

The bug that He wrote
into our programming,

to make sure
that we remain

a flash-in-the-pan
sitcom

that in the grand
scheme of things.,

in the grand scheme
of the planet's life,

will not have even aired
enough episodes

to make it
into syndication.

It's sad.

Sorry, should we be
taking notes?

I bet you're
pretty popular

with the ladies,
aren't you, Tyler?

Which kind of proves
my whole point

about us being doomed
as a species.

I cannot wait
to fucking kill you.

You certainly
have that look.

I remember
what it was like

for me
my first time.

Surprising, though,
how much the conception,

differs from
the execution.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[STAN GRUNTING]

What is this place?

It's a property
I own anonymously.

You'll find
Clara upstairs.

After you, Stan.

[GROANS]

TYLER: Stop.

There's no one here.

TYLER: Uh-huh.

Go on, then.

Aren't there
any fucking lights?

There are in the bedroom.
That's where Clara is.

Just take it nice and slow,
Stan.

That's the only
option I have, Tyler.

Relax. You're the one
with the gun.

Besides,

even if my leg were healthy
and my hands weren't tied...

I still get the sense that

I'd be no match
for you physically,

so why so worried?

Gentlemen...

why are we really here?

Did you agree to this deal

because you truly
want to save Clara?

Or is it simply because
you want to save yourself

the consequences...

of getting revenge for Mia?

That would make the most sense
since self-preservation...

that's every being's
prime directive.

She's the only reason you ain't
in the fucking ground already.

But keep talking...

and I'll happily pop a cap
up your ass right now.

Forgive me.

Human nature interests me

and I was always
trying to learn.

I'm going to turn the lights on.

Please don't shoot me yet,
Tyler.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[THUDDING ON DOOR]

[GROANS]

[THUDDING CONTINUES]

[DOOR BREAKING]

Ahh!

MIA: Get up.

Get up!

[GASPS]

[REVOLVER CLICKS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[RYAN YELLS]

[TYLER GROANING]

[CHOKING]

[TYLER GROANING]

[SPITS]

You okay?

Oh, shit.

She's still alive.

We have to get her
to a hospital.

Come on.

Fucking Newgrove.
Kevin Newgrove.

Kevin-fucking-Newgrove!

That's who used to live...

That's who used to live there.

His sister! I fucked his sister

in the basement bathroom!

- Where's the bathroom?
- What?

Where's the... Take us back.

- Take us back! Take us back!
- Jesus fucking Christ.

Jesus, God damn it, Ty!

I'm fine. Clara.

Fuck.

It was right there!

[GRUNTS]

This is sound-proofing foam.

Get a hammer! Get something.

Move! Move! Move!

She's in there.

She's in there. Come on.

TYLER: Go.

RYAN: I'm here.

Daddy.

Gentlemen...

we owe you a debt of gratitude.

Detective Hammett here
has been telling me

how you guys basically, um...

Uh, Lieutenant,
it's been a long night.

Everything will be
in my report,

and we can bring
these guys back later

to give their
official statements...

but for now, I...

I'm sure Mr. Olsen
and Mr. Long

would appreciate it
if we, uh...

you know...

Sure.

We can wait till tomorrow
for you to give your statement.

God knows we've got enough
to keep us busy.

Mr. Olsen, Mr. Long,
would you like to come with me?

- Uh-huh.
- Yes. Yes, we would.

Hammett, hospital.

As soon as I get these
guys squared away.

You two should go
to the hospital, too.

Mr. Olsen, I will call you
later tonight and tell you

exactly what I want you
to say to my lieutenant...

when you two give
your statements, all right?

Uh... Yeah. Okay.

And guys,
stay away from the press.

Sure.

Jessie.

Ryan.

I'm gonna call an Uber.

- You're coming with us, Ty.
- Okay.

ANCHORWOMAN: Two local men
are being celebrated as heroes

following the rescue of
five-year-old Clara Bloom

who had been missing
for three days.

Stan Granger, the man
behind Clara Bloom's abduction

whom the FBI have now linked
to the gruesome murders

of five young girls
across three states...

was also
a world-renowned painter

known to the art world
under his professional alias.

MALE REPORTER: According to a
statement issued by Salisbury Police,

Granger held Mia Olsen
captive for seven days...

[CELLPHONE RINGS]

Hey, hold on a sec.

So...

You okay?

You see the news?

Yeah.

Heroes.

Yeah. Ain't we just.

Jess?

When did you even find out?

Just this morning.

I have a doctor's appointment
next week to confirm, but...