Castle Rock (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Past Perfect - full transcript
Gordon teaches history.
- Where do you teach?
- Des Moines.
We're looking for a change of pace.
There is a lot of history in this town.
Not all of it good.
We knew your father.
You're Henry Deaver, aren't you?
What's in the basement?
Don't make me call the state police.
You're lagging. Let's go.
Which way do you think it is, son?
- Your father called it...
- "The voice of God."
Inside this chamber is total silence.
Perhaps the only total silence on Earth.
Hey!
Something terrible is going to happen.
You haven't aged one day.
Not for 27 years.
The reason, the stain,
the curse on our town.
...suspected arson
at Juniper Hills Hospital.
Police have released a photo
but not a name.
...dragging evil behind you
everywhere you went.
After all these years,
I still don't know what you really are.
The fundamental problem
is that "repression" has become
a dirty word.
When it is, in fact,
a crucial Darwinian tool.
The human mind is expressly designed
to forget much of its past suffering,
as the body is designed
to heal its wounds.
Yes, but,
don't the evolutionary psychologists
want to have their heuristic cake
and eat it, too?
Surely you're not suggesting that
we ignore the lessons of history?
Huxley and Rogers have
empirically demonstrated that
fetishizing cultural memory
is both dangerous and foolhardy.
Well, then perhaps I'm a fool.
But a fool with tenure.
But...
You know what I just can't forget?
That you fucked my wife.
Well, it's certainly beautiful country.
There's no Masshole
summer tourists in Castle Rock.
The average cost of a three-bedroom
is 39% lower
than the next zip-code over,
and as soon as
Main Street is redeveloped,
property values are gonna
shoot through the roof!
Which, by the way,
was just reshingled last year.
Would they consider including the art?
- Here good?
- More.
- All right.
- More, more, more.
- Down here? Yeah.
- There.
- Here you go.
- All right, got it.
The widow said he made
hundreds of paintings.
Wonder where the rest of them are.
Hey, I found the key to the basement.
Gordon?
You coming up?
Yeah, five minutes.
I thought we could, um...
Give it a shot?
Can't we just say it never happened?
I'm trying.
Castle Rock Historic B&B,
can I help you?
Absolutely.
Okay, great.
Bye-bye.
Gordon,
we got a booking.
The murder capital of 1991.
Can you believe that?
Gordon has always been interested
in the macabre.
He did his PhD work on the BTK Killer.
Well, just sociological analysis.
Nothing er, too juicy, I'm afraid.
We believe this to be the first
fully immersive lodging experience
of historical integrity
for the true crime aficionado.
A chance to stay in a house
where actual murders
have been recreated in exquisite detail.
And, as we acquire
more properties around town,
we think Castle Rock can be
a unique destination.
Yeah,
for young people who... Who like this.
How long have you been married?
- Thirteen years.
- It's still two for me.
So, er, with the tour tomorrow,
we could...
Oh, that's okay, we'll probably be
getting out of here early.
Er, we just needed
a sleepy little town, so...
I see. Yeah.
Thank you.
Um.
Gordon?
Gordon?
No!
Henry!
Come on.
Henry.
It's me, okay?
Come on.
- Where are those men?
- I don't know.
They really just locked you
in there and left?
Were you in there with me?
Is that how you found me?
Kind of. It...
I don't know.
It was confusing.
I know it was only a few hours,
but it felt like years.
I thought I knew
how the world worked.
What was real and what's not.
I sound crazy.
People have been calling me crazy
my whole life.
You get used to it.
I'm sorry.
You're not crazy.
Front door open.
Wendell?
Mom?
Wendell?
What are you doing here?
Where's my son?
He's not here.
Where is he?
Front door open.
Wendell.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
He's still here?
Go upstairs, lock the door,
- don't come out until I...
- What do you mean, "go upstairs"?
- What's wrong?
- Go upstairs.
- Dad...
- Lock the door, now.
- Is Grandma okay?
- Go.
Back door open.
Where you going?
You shouldn't be here.
What did you do?
She was afraid.
Confused.
She killed him.
I cleaned up.
- If we take the body into the woods...
- What are you talking about?
We have to protect her.
This is...
Do you hear it?
You do.
Finally.
We have to go.
We have to go to the woods.
Who are you?
Why did you ask for me?
I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
Maine State Police.
Come out if you're in there.
I rescued you from that basement,
and I didn't ask for any of this.
Come out now.
This is your last warning.
Copy that. Dispatch.
Hands up.
Come on.
According to authorities,
several other suspects,
in addition to the John Doe
just released from Shawshank Prison,
may have been involved
in the disaster at Juniper Hill.
CCTV footage revealed multiple patients
lighting their mattresses on fire
around the same time.
These residents
had no known history of arson.
Lilith,
I don't know what came over me.
I'm not a murderer.
I just... I don't...
It never happened.
Oh, shit.
- Oh, Jesus Christ!
- Okay, calm down.
Hello?
Hello.
Hi, there.
Wow!
Look at this place.
- Er, can we help you?
- Oh. Sorry, I'm Jackie.
Er,
Sweet Chariot Taxi?
Saw your website. Was thinking
maybe we could help each other.
All right.
Excuse me just a second, I need to...
You know, like I talk you guys up
with my fares,
and I'd be supes appreciative
if you thought of me
with your guests, so...
Boy!
Howdy. What have we here?
Um...
Gotta be honest,
it kinda makes me kick myself,
because, no shit,
I had this idea, five years ago.
You know, like turn this town
into a murder-theme park.
And now with the warden,
plus his friend in the cage,
never mind Juniper Hill,
this place is a goldmine.
But, hey, you guys got here first,
so, respect.
Johnny Kerrick, 1929.
- Yeah. Rather obscure.
- Um, not to me.
His cousin lost it all
in the stock market crash,
and Johnny here refused to help him.
That is a felling ax.
That's not a fire ax.
Kerrick was a fireman.
You know your axes.
- Um, Miss...
- Torrance.
Jackie.
- It's on the card.
- Right. Yeah.
Um, well, it turns out,
we got a big group coming in tonight,
- so we, you know, need to clean.
- Absolutely. Er...
Hey, if you need a volunteer,
like a docent or anything,
I do a lot of... Okay.
Well...
- Nice to meet you.
- You, too.
Dispatch, be advised...
You and him were close?
He took care of your grandmother
for a long time.
He tried to be a good man.
Sometimes he was.
Grandma told me to leave.
I didn't know where to go.
I'm sorry I wasn't here.
I shouldn't have left you two alone.
Where were you last night?
I... I had to do something.
I slept on one of the pews
at Grandpa's church.
It's fucked up, Dad.
Henry?
I wanted to talk to you.
Explain what I did
before they take me away.
He was coming at me.
I tried to hide,
but he found me out in the shed.
I had no choice.
I was scared, Henry.
He scared me.
You know what he can be like.
Wait, Mom, what are you...
What are you talking about?
It's hard for you, of course.
But you do know, the way he treated you.
I was scared for you,
scared he was going to hurt you.
- Mom, who?
- I didn't protect you, I should've,
I know, but I didn't,
because he was not in his right mind.
- Dad?
- I don't know how he got back,
but he did.
Only I stood up to him this time,
like I should've before.
I protected you,
and your boy.
You'll help me, won't you?
Explain everything? You'll help me
get them to see that I had no choice.
Find Alan.
He knows these men.
They trust him.
He can talk to them.
Find Alan.
Suspect is Caucasian,
approximately 6'4,"
mid-20s, wearing a plaid overcoat.
He's considered armed and dangerous.
But he was your client, right?
- You know he was.
- Yet, somehow,
you never even got a first name?
No.
And he never said
a word about Juniper Hill?
Fourteen dead, another five missing.
Maybe next time you'll think twice
before you spring a lunatic from prison.
Maybe prison
is what turned him into a lunatic.
Your mother is still confused about
what happened.
I'll circle back tomorrow,
talk with her again.
Only with me present.
- What?
- You don't remember me, do you?
Delia Reese, my daughter, she went
to Castle Rock High with you.
Dana. I was on the PTA.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, it's okay,
but who could forget you, right?
What was the name
that the kids used to call you?
- "The Black Death"?
- Are we done?
And here you are,
back in town not two weeks,
and there's another dead guy
in your house.
Shawshank, too.
Heard that CO who popped all the guards
was gonna be your star witness.
You were there when it happened, right?
You're like a fucking lightning rod.
What is your badge number?
I'll be in touch.
Hey, hey. Come here.
- Let's go.
- What was she asking?
- What was she asking?
- Just...
Dad, tell me.
This place is messed up.
It always has been.
That's why I never brought you here.
I shouldn't have brought you here now.
Look, I heard what Grandma said,
all right? I was listening.
That...
All that stuff about your dad.
It kinda explains some things, you know?
Yeah? What does it explain?
Grandma's got dementia.
And she's told me more about you
in one day
than you have in my whole life.
Wendell, hey,
- we can talk about this.
- No, we can't, Dad.
All right? You can't.
Um, um.
I'm gonna come up to Boston
as soon as I get done here.
All right? I'll stay for a few weeks,
or longer.
Then let's go home now, together.
Please.
- I wish I could, I just...
- Can't get away. Right?
I just need a few days.
Yeah.
All right.
Henry, it's Molly.
I heard about Sheriff Pangborn.
I'm so sorry.
Call me when you can, please.
Come on.
Not another one.
Everywhere this guy goes, people die.
Juniper Hill,
Shawshank, Warden Lacy, now Alan.
And he doesn't
do those things himself, it's like...
It's like other people do it for him.
He pushes them, somehow.
I don't know.
I've never felt anything like it,
when I was near him.
He said he waited for me.
That he rescued me from a basement
and waited for me for 27 years.
- Can I ask you a crazy question?
- Of course.
You sold Lacy's house, right?
Did you ever go down to his basement?
The widow said
she couldn't find the key.
I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
This is Henry Deaver.
I'm away from my phone,
please leave a message after the tone.
Hi, Henry.
Um, it's me, I'm coming over.
I just can't be alone right now, okay?
Can I help you?
Uh...
I'm sorry.
I knocked. Er...
Well...
I'm a lawyer,
and the er, man I represent is...
Well, your paintings...
You know, I should just leave.
Yeah, I think you'd better.
Oh, fuck!
Stop it!
Get off him!
Oh, God.
I mean,
they were just so creepy.
Something seemed off.
So, I drove by again,
'cause I was like...
Well, yeah, I mean,
I guess I was snooping.
I wasn't myself anymore, you know?
What the fuck?
What...
What are you doing here?
Where's Henry?
I don't think he's ready yet.
Ready?
Ready for what?
But you can help me,
because you know me.
I don't know anything about you.
You do.
And I know you.
Your parents,
they had a television in there.
Sometimes, they'd let you
stay up late and watch movies with them.
And you'd sit a lot,
by the window in there,
in the big chair,
listening to your music.
- Hello.
- Henry, it's Reverend Appleton.
Your mother just came to the church
and seemed confused.
She asked me if Sheriff Pangborn
was alive or dead this time.
- Where is she now?
- I tried to take her home,
but she left in a hurry.
She seemed very disoriented.
I'm a little worried about
where she might have gone.
It's pretty cold out.
Henry? Henry?
Suspect has left the area.
You painted your nails with Wite-Out.
And your bed was over here.
And your desk was over here.
And you had a flashlight.
You would shine it up the hill.
How do you know all of this?
I was there.
Out there, in the woods.
That's where you died.
- Where do you teach?
- Des Moines.
We're looking for a change of pace.
There is a lot of history in this town.
Not all of it good.
We knew your father.
You're Henry Deaver, aren't you?
What's in the basement?
Don't make me call the state police.
You're lagging. Let's go.
Which way do you think it is, son?
- Your father called it...
- "The voice of God."
Inside this chamber is total silence.
Perhaps the only total silence on Earth.
Hey!
Something terrible is going to happen.
You haven't aged one day.
Not for 27 years.
The reason, the stain,
the curse on our town.
...suspected arson
at Juniper Hills Hospital.
Police have released a photo
but not a name.
...dragging evil behind you
everywhere you went.
After all these years,
I still don't know what you really are.
The fundamental problem
is that "repression" has become
a dirty word.
When it is, in fact,
a crucial Darwinian tool.
The human mind is expressly designed
to forget much of its past suffering,
as the body is designed
to heal its wounds.
Yes, but,
don't the evolutionary psychologists
want to have their heuristic cake
and eat it, too?
Surely you're not suggesting that
we ignore the lessons of history?
Huxley and Rogers have
empirically demonstrated that
fetishizing cultural memory
is both dangerous and foolhardy.
Well, then perhaps I'm a fool.
But a fool with tenure.
But...
You know what I just can't forget?
That you fucked my wife.
Well, it's certainly beautiful country.
There's no Masshole
summer tourists in Castle Rock.
The average cost of a three-bedroom
is 39% lower
than the next zip-code over,
and as soon as
Main Street is redeveloped,
property values are gonna
shoot through the roof!
Which, by the way,
was just reshingled last year.
Would they consider including the art?
- Here good?
- More.
- All right.
- More, more, more.
- Down here? Yeah.
- There.
- Here you go.
- All right, got it.
The widow said he made
hundreds of paintings.
Wonder where the rest of them are.
Hey, I found the key to the basement.
Gordon?
You coming up?
Yeah, five minutes.
I thought we could, um...
Give it a shot?
Can't we just say it never happened?
I'm trying.
Castle Rock Historic B&B,
can I help you?
Absolutely.
Okay, great.
Bye-bye.
Gordon,
we got a booking.
The murder capital of 1991.
Can you believe that?
Gordon has always been interested
in the macabre.
He did his PhD work on the BTK Killer.
Well, just sociological analysis.
Nothing er, too juicy, I'm afraid.
We believe this to be the first
fully immersive lodging experience
of historical integrity
for the true crime aficionado.
A chance to stay in a house
where actual murders
have been recreated in exquisite detail.
And, as we acquire
more properties around town,
we think Castle Rock can be
a unique destination.
Yeah,
for young people who... Who like this.
How long have you been married?
- Thirteen years.
- It's still two for me.
So, er, with the tour tomorrow,
we could...
Oh, that's okay, we'll probably be
getting out of here early.
Er, we just needed
a sleepy little town, so...
I see. Yeah.
Thank you.
Um.
Gordon?
Gordon?
No!
Henry!
Come on.
Henry.
It's me, okay?
Come on.
- Where are those men?
- I don't know.
They really just locked you
in there and left?
Were you in there with me?
Is that how you found me?
Kind of. It...
I don't know.
It was confusing.
I know it was only a few hours,
but it felt like years.
I thought I knew
how the world worked.
What was real and what's not.
I sound crazy.
People have been calling me crazy
my whole life.
You get used to it.
I'm sorry.
You're not crazy.
Front door open.
Wendell?
Mom?
Wendell?
What are you doing here?
Where's my son?
He's not here.
Where is he?
Front door open.
Wendell.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
He's still here?
Go upstairs, lock the door,
- don't come out until I...
- What do you mean, "go upstairs"?
- What's wrong?
- Go upstairs.
- Dad...
- Lock the door, now.
- Is Grandma okay?
- Go.
Back door open.
Where you going?
You shouldn't be here.
What did you do?
She was afraid.
Confused.
She killed him.
I cleaned up.
- If we take the body into the woods...
- What are you talking about?
We have to protect her.
This is...
Do you hear it?
You do.
Finally.
We have to go.
We have to go to the woods.
Who are you?
Why did you ask for me?
I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
Maine State Police.
Come out if you're in there.
I rescued you from that basement,
and I didn't ask for any of this.
Come out now.
This is your last warning.
Copy that. Dispatch.
Hands up.
Come on.
According to authorities,
several other suspects,
in addition to the John Doe
just released from Shawshank Prison,
may have been involved
in the disaster at Juniper Hill.
CCTV footage revealed multiple patients
lighting their mattresses on fire
around the same time.
These residents
had no known history of arson.
Lilith,
I don't know what came over me.
I'm not a murderer.
I just... I don't...
It never happened.
Oh, shit.
- Oh, Jesus Christ!
- Okay, calm down.
Hello?
Hello.
Hi, there.
Wow!
Look at this place.
- Er, can we help you?
- Oh. Sorry, I'm Jackie.
Er,
Sweet Chariot Taxi?
Saw your website. Was thinking
maybe we could help each other.
All right.
Excuse me just a second, I need to...
You know, like I talk you guys up
with my fares,
and I'd be supes appreciative
if you thought of me
with your guests, so...
Boy!
Howdy. What have we here?
Um...
Gotta be honest,
it kinda makes me kick myself,
because, no shit,
I had this idea, five years ago.
You know, like turn this town
into a murder-theme park.
And now with the warden,
plus his friend in the cage,
never mind Juniper Hill,
this place is a goldmine.
But, hey, you guys got here first,
so, respect.
Johnny Kerrick, 1929.
- Yeah. Rather obscure.
- Um, not to me.
His cousin lost it all
in the stock market crash,
and Johnny here refused to help him.
That is a felling ax.
That's not a fire ax.
Kerrick was a fireman.
You know your axes.
- Um, Miss...
- Torrance.
Jackie.
- It's on the card.
- Right. Yeah.
Um, well, it turns out,
we got a big group coming in tonight,
- so we, you know, need to clean.
- Absolutely. Er...
Hey, if you need a volunteer,
like a docent or anything,
I do a lot of... Okay.
Well...
- Nice to meet you.
- You, too.
Dispatch, be advised...
You and him were close?
He took care of your grandmother
for a long time.
He tried to be a good man.
Sometimes he was.
Grandma told me to leave.
I didn't know where to go.
I'm sorry I wasn't here.
I shouldn't have left you two alone.
Where were you last night?
I... I had to do something.
I slept on one of the pews
at Grandpa's church.
It's fucked up, Dad.
Henry?
I wanted to talk to you.
Explain what I did
before they take me away.
He was coming at me.
I tried to hide,
but he found me out in the shed.
I had no choice.
I was scared, Henry.
He scared me.
You know what he can be like.
Wait, Mom, what are you...
What are you talking about?
It's hard for you, of course.
But you do know, the way he treated you.
I was scared for you,
scared he was going to hurt you.
- Mom, who?
- I didn't protect you, I should've,
I know, but I didn't,
because he was not in his right mind.
- Dad?
- I don't know how he got back,
but he did.
Only I stood up to him this time,
like I should've before.
I protected you,
and your boy.
You'll help me, won't you?
Explain everything? You'll help me
get them to see that I had no choice.
Find Alan.
He knows these men.
They trust him.
He can talk to them.
Find Alan.
Suspect is Caucasian,
approximately 6'4,"
mid-20s, wearing a plaid overcoat.
He's considered armed and dangerous.
But he was your client, right?
- You know he was.
- Yet, somehow,
you never even got a first name?
No.
And he never said
a word about Juniper Hill?
Fourteen dead, another five missing.
Maybe next time you'll think twice
before you spring a lunatic from prison.
Maybe prison
is what turned him into a lunatic.
Your mother is still confused about
what happened.
I'll circle back tomorrow,
talk with her again.
Only with me present.
- What?
- You don't remember me, do you?
Delia Reese, my daughter, she went
to Castle Rock High with you.
Dana. I was on the PTA.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, it's okay,
but who could forget you, right?
What was the name
that the kids used to call you?
- "The Black Death"?
- Are we done?
And here you are,
back in town not two weeks,
and there's another dead guy
in your house.
Shawshank, too.
Heard that CO who popped all the guards
was gonna be your star witness.
You were there when it happened, right?
You're like a fucking lightning rod.
What is your badge number?
I'll be in touch.
Hey, hey. Come here.
- Let's go.
- What was she asking?
- What was she asking?
- Just...
Dad, tell me.
This place is messed up.
It always has been.
That's why I never brought you here.
I shouldn't have brought you here now.
Look, I heard what Grandma said,
all right? I was listening.
That...
All that stuff about your dad.
It kinda explains some things, you know?
Yeah? What does it explain?
Grandma's got dementia.
And she's told me more about you
in one day
than you have in my whole life.
Wendell, hey,
- we can talk about this.
- No, we can't, Dad.
All right? You can't.
Um, um.
I'm gonna come up to Boston
as soon as I get done here.
All right? I'll stay for a few weeks,
or longer.
Then let's go home now, together.
Please.
- I wish I could, I just...
- Can't get away. Right?
I just need a few days.
Yeah.
All right.
Henry, it's Molly.
I heard about Sheriff Pangborn.
I'm so sorry.
Call me when you can, please.
Come on.
Not another one.
Everywhere this guy goes, people die.
Juniper Hill,
Shawshank, Warden Lacy, now Alan.
And he doesn't
do those things himself, it's like...
It's like other people do it for him.
He pushes them, somehow.
I don't know.
I've never felt anything like it,
when I was near him.
He said he waited for me.
That he rescued me from a basement
and waited for me for 27 years.
- Can I ask you a crazy question?
- Of course.
You sold Lacy's house, right?
Did you ever go down to his basement?
The widow said
she couldn't find the key.
I waited for you.
I waited for 27 years.
This is Henry Deaver.
I'm away from my phone,
please leave a message after the tone.
Hi, Henry.
Um, it's me, I'm coming over.
I just can't be alone right now, okay?
Can I help you?
Uh...
I'm sorry.
I knocked. Er...
Well...
I'm a lawyer,
and the er, man I represent is...
Well, your paintings...
You know, I should just leave.
Yeah, I think you'd better.
Oh, fuck!
Stop it!
Get off him!
Oh, God.
I mean,
they were just so creepy.
Something seemed off.
So, I drove by again,
'cause I was like...
Well, yeah, I mean,
I guess I was snooping.
I wasn't myself anymore, you know?
What the fuck?
What...
What are you doing here?
Where's Henry?
I don't think he's ready yet.
Ready?
Ready for what?
But you can help me,
because you know me.
I don't know anything about you.
You do.
And I know you.
Your parents,
they had a television in there.
Sometimes, they'd let you
stay up late and watch movies with them.
And you'd sit a lot,
by the window in there,
in the big chair,
listening to your music.
- Hello.
- Henry, it's Reverend Appleton.
Your mother just came to the church
and seemed confused.
She asked me if Sheriff Pangborn
was alive or dead this time.
- Where is she now?
- I tried to take her home,
but she left in a hurry.
She seemed very disoriented.
I'm a little worried about
where she might have gone.
It's pretty cold out.
Henry? Henry?
Suspect has left the area.
You painted your nails with Wite-Out.
And your bed was over here.
And your desk was over here.
And you had a flashlight.
You would shine it up the hill.
How do you know all of this?
I was there.
Out there, in the woods.
That's where you died.