NOS4A2 (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
Just save yourself, Vic.
I'm pregnant.
Bing Partridge
is a dangerous man.
If we don't stop him,
he will kill again.
I'm gonna make sure
this baby never meets anyone
like Charlie Manx.
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest! Drink...
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Sleigh House.
This is where he lived
before it burned down.
My sister says he used to roast
kids alive in that old stove.
Bullshit. He didn't eat them.
You scared?
He's in jail.
He's in a coma,
but he could still kill you
'cause he's magic.
Bite the smallest!
Eat him up! Come get me!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Millie? What's happening?
My sister says he tricked kids
with candy canes and presents.
Shh!
Tricked them into
his creepy car,
brought them here.
They say hundreds of kids could
be buried out here,
maybe thousands.
No one knows how long he
kept them here...
- Who are they?
- Or what he did to them.
Are they from the other world?
They look fun.
You. Come here.
We're gonna play a new game.
Ugh!
- Aaaah!
- Aaaah!
What is it, Millie?
Father.
♪ Everyone I know is tired ♪
♪ And everyone I know is wired ♪
♪ To machines, it's obscene ♪
♪ I'll just scream
till it don't hurt no more ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Everyone I know is happy ♪
♪ But everyone I know
is napping ♪
♪ Half the day thrown away ♪
♪ But I can't find the thrill
anymore ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Maybe I'm not sure... ♪
She's in her bubble room again.
She's working.
Mom! Mom!
Look what Dad got me.
Let me guess... "NBA 2k
Four Million and One"?
"2k20."
Wow. Lucky Bats, huh?
Dude, I'm the lucky one.
Now, how did a nerd like me
get so lucky?
Well
you and I both know
the ugly truth, Carmody.
I ain't here for you. Oh, no?
No.
I'm here for
your comic collection.
Oh, man.
Guys, cut it out.
Okay. Let's see what ya got.
Wayne, tell your mom
she's awesome.
- Stop being weird.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna beat her at "2k."
Well, I gotta finish
this tank, kiddo.
Talk to your dad.
He's too old.
No hustle.
Oh, excuse me?
Bats here thinks you're old.
Ancient. I am unhurried.
Uh... But I will beat
y'all little behinds
at any video game
any day of the week.
Mm. Who's Charlie Manx?
What'd you just say?
Charlie Manx. He's on the TV.
Serial killer died today
in his prison hospital bed
after spending the last
eight years in a deep coma.
Charlie Manx was...
Aaaaah!
Hey. Hey.
This is good news, Vic.
Great news.
Look, I'm... I'm sorry. Did that
that cause visions?
No, I'm fine. I...
Just...
Okay. Let's go... movies.
Always helps you forget.
We can start putting him
behind us.
Huh?
I think I just need to
clear my head, you know?
Um...
Mind if I take the truck?
Uh... yeah, okay.
All right. Cool.
I'll be here.
The beast has awoken.
Yo, can you put my jacket back
before you mess it up, please?
Nope.
♪ Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don't say it 'cause... ♪
Maggie, get away from me. Nope.
Maggie. Ma...
Ooh.
Feeling good?
Don't break me, now.
Don't break me.
Oh, break you? Don't break me.
Oh! Oh, my God.
Uh. Uh!
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
No. No, no, no, Maggie.
Put my FBI bae on the Gram.
Please, please. Maggie.
Mm-hmm. No, no, no.
Y'all, look at this woman.
While y'all sleeping,
my baby is serving
and protecting the world.
The world, y'all. Okay,
okay. Would you please stop?
W-What?
I can count on one hand the
number of times she's called
since she left town,
and every time she does,
it's... trouble.
She must've heard
about Manx's death.
Like I said.
Well, well.
Look who finally figured out
how to work a phone.
They're saying
Charlie Manx is dead.
I know.
Will you ask your Tiles?
I don't do that anymore.
Maggie, please.
Vic, he's dead.
Did your Tiles say that?
The FBI did,
and they got it from
a very reliable snitch...
The Denver medical examiner.
Well, they're wrong.
I'm the one who's supposed to
kill him.
Your Tiles said so, Maggie.
They never lie. My
Tiles said you'd find him.
And you did...
Eight years ago.
I didn't finish the job.
You don't even have a knife.
Well, then, ask your Tiles
how to find a new one.
We've asked them before.
What would make today
any different?
Because Charlie Manx isn't dead.
Vic, let it go.
This is your happy ending,
so try to see it.
Go make an honest man out of
that snuggly bear of yours
and get your ass online
so I can see pictures of Wayne
before he hits the gangly phase.
You don't even have a knife.
Jolene told me
knives can be replaced.
Cuts the fabric between
the Real World
and the World of Thought.
Come on, you son of a bitch!
Hey, Bats. Sam called.
He has a bike for Dad,
but you took the truck, so...
A bike?
Did he say what kind?
No.
Tell your dad I'll pick it up.
'Kay. Okay.
Love you. I love you, too. Bye.
That was fast. Where's the bike?
Well, I was clearing some junk
out of storage,
and there it was.
I called Lou right away.
Funny you were in the area.
You know, Steve McQueen
had one just like it.
Oh. Look at this.
Show me.
Oh, it's in the loading bay.
Go ahead.
Hello there.
♪ She may contain the urge
to run away ♪
♪ But hold her down with soggy
clothes and breezeblocks ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Do you know where
the wilds things go ♪
♪ They go along to take
your honey ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Break down now weep, build our
breakfast now let's eat ♪
♪ my love my love, love, love ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Muscle to muscle
and toe to toe ♪
♪ The fear has gripped me
but here I go ♪
♪ My heart sinks as I jump up ♪
♪ Your hand grips hand
as my eyes shut ♪
♪ Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh ♪
Need any help?
Uh, studio's private.
Well, I-I'm, uh,
I'm Ethan Anderson,
a Rolls-Royce enthusiast.
Oh, right.
You replied to my online post.
The preview'll be at the cafe
after the show's installed.
You can discuss sales with
a gallery assistant there.
Ah, you took the engine out.
Yeah, th...
This one you're eyeing, uh,
was actually owned by
a ruthless serial killer.
I got it at a police auction
a few months ago,
restored it for the show.
Now it'll return to the earth
and be forgotten
like all of capitalism's
false, murderous idols.
You replied to my post
that this Rolls-Royce Wraith
was for sale.
Yeah, it will be, next week,
at the gallery,
uh, for like $150,000.
That's a lot of money.
Well, there are
smaller pieces available.
No. No, I want this Wraith.
You see, I'm a Rolls-Royce
enthusiast.
Dad.
Dad.
Mom says I have to stay at
her place tomorrow night,
but I don't want to
'cause I hate Eric.
Well, he's your step-brother.
It's his birthday.
Try and be friends?
I don't like sleepovers, either.
Friends can be mean.
Sometimes they won't
play with you.
Sometimes they hit you.
Sometimes they even hit you
in the privates.
All right. Eric does that.
Yeah.
Well, I-I had a friend once.
Name's Vic McQueen.
She told lies about me, tattled.
I hate her.
Uh, Mr., um...
Anderson, was it? Uh.
I appreciate your interest.
Uh, I'm pretty busy.
Yeah.
You sure you don't want to
give me that Wraith?
Well, you have a nice day.
It was a pleasure to meet you.
It's my knife, Lou.
I can frickin' feel it. I'll, uh
I'll finally be able to open
the Shorter Way.
- The Shorter Way. Cool.
- Uh-huh.
Wait, that magical bridge
that gives you
the ability to go anywhere?
Well, you know, to...
To find lost things, yeah.
And, uh
look, I know this might sound
crazy, but this...
This Triumph...
I think I conjured it.
Mm. Dude, I have no doubt.
We've already established
that you're a superhero.
It'll be our Millennium Falcon.
Well, we got to
get it runnin', so...
We'll be like Han and Leia.
Oh! Rey and Finn.
I'm gonna use it
to find Charlie Manx.
He's... he's dead, Vic.
Have you been drinking?
Okay, this... this isn't
like Christmas, all right?
It's... It's...
Good, because every Christmas,
you nearly drink yourself
to death,
and you start
hearing phones, voices.
Wayne and I need you around.
I have a knife now, all right?
I'm gonna find him, Lou.
I'm gonna find him and I'm gonna
kill him once and for all.
Vic. Vic, listen to me.
Doctors, coroners,
cops, reporters...
They all say he's dead.
This thing that's been
hanging over us... it's gone.
We're free of him now.
We can finally start thinking
about making things legal
with us, with Wayne.
I mean
if that's
if that's something
you would want.
Of course it is. I.
I don't want you to die
an old maid.
Let's celebrate.
I'll call in sick.
Uh, no, sir.
We need your paycheck.
Go.
I'll get this running.
Han and Leia, huh?
And I'll pick up Wayne, too.
Team Carqueen.
Huh?
We need a team name.
Team McCarmody?
Team Carqueemody.
Yeah, you know,
keep thinking about it.
- It's the last one.
- Is it?
- It's the last one.
- Mm-hmm.
Hi.
Um... I'd like to
report an emergency
at Haverhill Public Library.
Yeah, uh, the lights
went all fritzy,
and s-something happened
to one of the librarians...
The really cute, fun one
with purple hair.
Yeah.
She's i-in the basement,
so... please hurry.
Is the Wraith dead?
♪ Sometimes there's no one
listening ♪
♪ Sometimes there's nothing... ♪
♪ Away in a manger
no crib for a bed ♪
♪ The... ♪
Vic?
Where were you?
You were supposed to pick up
Wayne from school.
Oh, my God.
Bats... I'm so sorry.
I lost track of time,
and I, uh...
The other moms were there.
I, uh... I messed up.
Big time.
Are you coming to my game
Saturday?
I'll be there, okay?
You want to talk about it?
I just lost track of time.
Working on your
supernatural bike
that helps you find stuff.
Sorry.
I don't know what it is
you're trying to find, babe.
I guess I hoped that
Wayne and I would be enough.
Lou...
Hi.
Hi.
I'm sorry,
for yesterday.
You and Wayne are enough.
You're more than I deserve.
Come on.
You deserve...
so much more than this.
I keep waiting for you
to wake up
and realize
your terrible mistake...
Shacking up with
a dumb-ass like me.
You know, I've made a lot of
terrible mistakes in my life,
and shacking up with you
is just not one of them.
Wow.
I think, uh... I think that's
the most romantic thing
anyone's ever said to me.
Team McCarmody forever.
Mm.
You didn't like
Team Carqueemody?
Meh. Oh.
Telemarketer.
Probably trying to sell us
some solar panels.
One day I'll get us a few.
You get ready for work.
I'll do school. All right.
Where's Dad?
Work.
I'm gonna be late for school.
We're playing hooky today,
mister.
Today's my day to feed
the class gerbil.
I think Ms. Lewis will let you
swap days with another kid.
I'll write you a note.
Ready for breakfast?
♪ Aaah ♪
Breakfast of champions!
Wayne!
Keeping it all for yourself.
Oh-ho-ho-ho! Swish.
Swish!
All right. I'll show you swish.
Denied!
Oh, take it easy on me, kiddo.
You're pretty tough competition.
Dad says that thing reminds him
of a sewing machine.
Yeah, well, Dad's a Harley guy.
Yep. But he is
also a good person
who loves us very much,
so we are gonna overlook
this obvious flaw
in his character.
Who was that guy on the TV?
Charlie Manx?
I saw your face.
Yeesh. Nothing gets by you.
You know, there are a lot of bad
people in the world, right?
Mm-hmm.
And Charlie Manx is one of them.
He'd take kids,
he'd promise them candy
and... and toys,
and then he'd take them away
from their parents forever.
And that is why I told you
you should never go anywhere
with anyone who doesn't
know the password.
10:48 Fairbanks.
Code to the Batcave.
That's right.
Did Charlie Manx take you?
He, uh...
He took someone I loved.
Was it my dad?
Dad's your dad, you know?
The ancient guy with no hustle.
I know.
But I mean my other dad,
my biological dad,
the one who died.
Craig.
His name was Craig.
Craig. Mm-hmm.
Did Charlie Manx kill him?
He died in Manx's car.
But I promise,
I will never, ever let
anything like that
happen to you.
'Cause Charlie Manx is dead.
Wayne, do you hear
the phone ringing?
What phone?
Mom?
What are you doing?
Stop! You're gonna break it!
Oh.
Wayne, I'm coming...
I'm coming in.
Wayne. 10:48 Fairbanks.
Open up. Come on!
Open the door right now!
Stop it! You're scaring me!
Mom!
Stop calling here.
What are you doing to
Christmasland, bitch?
You wanna harass me,
that's fine.
But stop calling this house.
You leave my family alone.
You leave Christmasland alone,
or my father will
stick a fork in your eyes
and pop 'em out like corks.
Let him try.
I'll light him on fire
like I did at Sam's Gas.
You be quiet, Vic McQueen.
You're a liar and a pest.
You tell Father Christmas
I'm coming for him,
and never call here again,
or I'll light you up, too.
- Did Charlie Manx kill him?
- He's dead, Vic.
Doctors, coroners,
cops, reporters...
They all say he's dead,
all say he's dead.
Mom.
Oh, my baby. Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
What exactly... are you
apologizing for, Vic?
You apologizing for
not talking to me about
what's been going on with you
since that damn news report?
Or for telling me you're fine
when you're not?
Or for feeding me one-liners
instead of telling me
that you love me or you hate me
or anything real
about whatever
the h-hell you're feeling?
For always having
one foot out the door?
I don't.
Team McCarmody.
Ah, that's bullshit.
I know it. So does Wayne.
We're used to it...
Used to the drinking and
the hiding and the deflecting.
Lou, this is...
But tonight, Vic...
Tonight, you got drunk
in front of Wayne,
and then started a fire
in our house.
That's crazy.
Charlie Manx... He's dead!
I know!
I know.
I just had to see it for myself.
Why did you need to believe
that he was alive so badly?
You know, Maggie said
a long time ago
that every gift
comes with a cost,
and I think that just
using my Bridge
a lot when I was younger
and fighting Charlie Manx
and Craig...
It has taken me apart
in ways that I don't understand,
and don't think I can be p
put back together.
That's not true.
You need help, Vic.
Like... professional help.
We can't afford it.
We'll sell the bikes.
No. You love your bikes.
Dude, I love you so much more
than I love that stupid bike. Ah.
Like, it's...
It's not even a contest.
You also need to
stop drinking.
Come here.
We'll figure this all out
in the morning, okay?
God damn you for smelling
so good, Carmody.
You're leaving, aren't you?
You're safer with Dad.
Is it because of Charlie Manx?
No, Bats.
It's because of me.
Don't forget your jacket.
Dad says it's got armor,
to protect you.
You be good.
I love you.
Stop it! You're scaring me!
Open the door right now!
You're leaving, aren't you?
You know, I tried to play nice.
I told you I was an enthusiast,
but you dumb as a box of hair.
Well, help me
get this engine in.
Let's do this.
And slowly, slowly, slowly.
Yes, sir.
Yeah, stop.
The lights are on!
I'm pregnant.
Bing Partridge
is a dangerous man.
If we don't stop him,
he will kill again.
I'm gonna make sure
this baby never meets anyone
like Charlie Manx.
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest! Drink...
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Sleigh House.
This is where he lived
before it burned down.
My sister says he used to roast
kids alive in that old stove.
Bullshit. He didn't eat them.
You scared?
He's in jail.
He's in a coma,
but he could still kill you
'cause he's magic.
Bite the smallest!
Eat him up! Come get me!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Bite the smallest!
Drink his blood!
Bite the smallest! Eat him up!
Millie? What's happening?
My sister says he tricked kids
with candy canes and presents.
Shh!
Tricked them into
his creepy car,
brought them here.
They say hundreds of kids could
be buried out here,
maybe thousands.
No one knows how long he
kept them here...
- Who are they?
- Or what he did to them.
Are they from the other world?
They look fun.
You. Come here.
We're gonna play a new game.
Ugh!
- Aaaah!
- Aaaah!
What is it, Millie?
Father.
♪ Everyone I know is tired ♪
♪ And everyone I know is wired ♪
♪ To machines, it's obscene ♪
♪ I'll just scream
till it don't hurt no more ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Everyone I know is happy ♪
♪ But everyone I know
is napping ♪
♪ Half the day thrown away ♪
♪ But I can't find the thrill
anymore ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Maybe I'm not sure... ♪
She's in her bubble room again.
She's working.
Mom! Mom!
Look what Dad got me.
Let me guess... "NBA 2k
Four Million and One"?
"2k20."
Wow. Lucky Bats, huh?
Dude, I'm the lucky one.
Now, how did a nerd like me
get so lucky?
Well
you and I both know
the ugly truth, Carmody.
I ain't here for you. Oh, no?
No.
I'm here for
your comic collection.
Oh, man.
Guys, cut it out.
Okay. Let's see what ya got.
Wayne, tell your mom
she's awesome.
- Stop being weird.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna beat her at "2k."
Well, I gotta finish
this tank, kiddo.
Talk to your dad.
He's too old.
No hustle.
Oh, excuse me?
Bats here thinks you're old.
Ancient. I am unhurried.
Uh... But I will beat
y'all little behinds
at any video game
any day of the week.
Mm. Who's Charlie Manx?
What'd you just say?
Charlie Manx. He's on the TV.
Serial killer died today
in his prison hospital bed
after spending the last
eight years in a deep coma.
Charlie Manx was...
Aaaaah!
Hey. Hey.
This is good news, Vic.
Great news.
Look, I'm... I'm sorry. Did that
that cause visions?
No, I'm fine. I...
Just...
Okay. Let's go... movies.
Always helps you forget.
We can start putting him
behind us.
Huh?
I think I just need to
clear my head, you know?
Um...
Mind if I take the truck?
Uh... yeah, okay.
All right. Cool.
I'll be here.
The beast has awoken.
Yo, can you put my jacket back
before you mess it up, please?
Nope.
♪ Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don't say it 'cause... ♪
Maggie, get away from me. Nope.
Maggie. Ma...
Ooh.
Feeling good?
Don't break me, now.
Don't break me.
Oh, break you? Don't break me.
Oh! Oh, my God.
Uh. Uh!
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
No. No, no, no, Maggie.
Put my FBI bae on the Gram.
Please, please. Maggie.
Mm-hmm. No, no, no.
Y'all, look at this woman.
While y'all sleeping,
my baby is serving
and protecting the world.
The world, y'all. Okay,
okay. Would you please stop?
W-What?
I can count on one hand the
number of times she's called
since she left town,
and every time she does,
it's... trouble.
She must've heard
about Manx's death.
Like I said.
Well, well.
Look who finally figured out
how to work a phone.
They're saying
Charlie Manx is dead.
I know.
Will you ask your Tiles?
I don't do that anymore.
Maggie, please.
Vic, he's dead.
Did your Tiles say that?
The FBI did,
and they got it from
a very reliable snitch...
The Denver medical examiner.
Well, they're wrong.
I'm the one who's supposed to
kill him.
Your Tiles said so, Maggie.
They never lie. My
Tiles said you'd find him.
And you did...
Eight years ago.
I didn't finish the job.
You don't even have a knife.
Well, then, ask your Tiles
how to find a new one.
We've asked them before.
What would make today
any different?
Because Charlie Manx isn't dead.
Vic, let it go.
This is your happy ending,
so try to see it.
Go make an honest man out of
that snuggly bear of yours
and get your ass online
so I can see pictures of Wayne
before he hits the gangly phase.
You don't even have a knife.
Jolene told me
knives can be replaced.
Cuts the fabric between
the Real World
and the World of Thought.
Come on, you son of a bitch!
Hey, Bats. Sam called.
He has a bike for Dad,
but you took the truck, so...
A bike?
Did he say what kind?
No.
Tell your dad I'll pick it up.
'Kay. Okay.
Love you. I love you, too. Bye.
That was fast. Where's the bike?
Well, I was clearing some junk
out of storage,
and there it was.
I called Lou right away.
Funny you were in the area.
You know, Steve McQueen
had one just like it.
Oh. Look at this.
Show me.
Oh, it's in the loading bay.
Go ahead.
Hello there.
♪ She may contain the urge
to run away ♪
♪ But hold her down with soggy
clothes and breezeblocks ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Do you know where
the wilds things go ♪
♪ They go along to take
your honey ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Break down now weep, build our
breakfast now let's eat ♪
♪ my love my love, love, love ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
♪ Muscle to muscle
and toe to toe ♪
♪ The fear has gripped me
but here I go ♪
♪ My heart sinks as I jump up ♪
♪ Your hand grips hand
as my eyes shut ♪
♪ Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh ♪
Need any help?
Uh, studio's private.
Well, I-I'm, uh,
I'm Ethan Anderson,
a Rolls-Royce enthusiast.
Oh, right.
You replied to my online post.
The preview'll be at the cafe
after the show's installed.
You can discuss sales with
a gallery assistant there.
Ah, you took the engine out.
Yeah, th...
This one you're eyeing, uh,
was actually owned by
a ruthless serial killer.
I got it at a police auction
a few months ago,
restored it for the show.
Now it'll return to the earth
and be forgotten
like all of capitalism's
false, murderous idols.
You replied to my post
that this Rolls-Royce Wraith
was for sale.
Yeah, it will be, next week,
at the gallery,
uh, for like $150,000.
That's a lot of money.
Well, there are
smaller pieces available.
No. No, I want this Wraith.
You see, I'm a Rolls-Royce
enthusiast.
Dad.
Dad.
Mom says I have to stay at
her place tomorrow night,
but I don't want to
'cause I hate Eric.
Well, he's your step-brother.
It's his birthday.
Try and be friends?
I don't like sleepovers, either.
Friends can be mean.
Sometimes they won't
play with you.
Sometimes they hit you.
Sometimes they even hit you
in the privates.
All right. Eric does that.
Yeah.
Well, I-I had a friend once.
Name's Vic McQueen.
She told lies about me, tattled.
I hate her.
Uh, Mr., um...
Anderson, was it? Uh.
I appreciate your interest.
Uh, I'm pretty busy.
Yeah.
You sure you don't want to
give me that Wraith?
Well, you have a nice day.
It was a pleasure to meet you.
It's my knife, Lou.
I can frickin' feel it. I'll, uh
I'll finally be able to open
the Shorter Way.
- The Shorter Way. Cool.
- Uh-huh.
Wait, that magical bridge
that gives you
the ability to go anywhere?
Well, you know, to...
To find lost things, yeah.
And, uh
look, I know this might sound
crazy, but this...
This Triumph...
I think I conjured it.
Mm. Dude, I have no doubt.
We've already established
that you're a superhero.
It'll be our Millennium Falcon.
Well, we got to
get it runnin', so...
We'll be like Han and Leia.
Oh! Rey and Finn.
I'm gonna use it
to find Charlie Manx.
He's... he's dead, Vic.
Have you been drinking?
Okay, this... this isn't
like Christmas, all right?
It's... It's...
Good, because every Christmas,
you nearly drink yourself
to death,
and you start
hearing phones, voices.
Wayne and I need you around.
I have a knife now, all right?
I'm gonna find him, Lou.
I'm gonna find him and I'm gonna
kill him once and for all.
Vic. Vic, listen to me.
Doctors, coroners,
cops, reporters...
They all say he's dead.
This thing that's been
hanging over us... it's gone.
We're free of him now.
We can finally start thinking
about making things legal
with us, with Wayne.
I mean
if that's
if that's something
you would want.
Of course it is. I.
I don't want you to die
an old maid.
Let's celebrate.
I'll call in sick.
Uh, no, sir.
We need your paycheck.
Go.
I'll get this running.
Han and Leia, huh?
And I'll pick up Wayne, too.
Team Carqueen.
Huh?
We need a team name.
Team McCarmody?
Team Carqueemody.
Yeah, you know,
keep thinking about it.
- It's the last one.
- Is it?
- It's the last one.
- Mm-hmm.
Hi.
Um... I'd like to
report an emergency
at Haverhill Public Library.
Yeah, uh, the lights
went all fritzy,
and s-something happened
to one of the librarians...
The really cute, fun one
with purple hair.
Yeah.
She's i-in the basement,
so... please hurry.
Is the Wraith dead?
♪ Sometimes there's no one
listening ♪
♪ Sometimes there's nothing... ♪
♪ Away in a manger
no crib for a bed ♪
♪ The... ♪
Vic?
Where were you?
You were supposed to pick up
Wayne from school.
Oh, my God.
Bats... I'm so sorry.
I lost track of time,
and I, uh...
The other moms were there.
I, uh... I messed up.
Big time.
Are you coming to my game
Saturday?
I'll be there, okay?
You want to talk about it?
I just lost track of time.
Working on your
supernatural bike
that helps you find stuff.
Sorry.
I don't know what it is
you're trying to find, babe.
I guess I hoped that
Wayne and I would be enough.
Lou...
Hi.
Hi.
I'm sorry,
for yesterday.
You and Wayne are enough.
You're more than I deserve.
Come on.
You deserve...
so much more than this.
I keep waiting for you
to wake up
and realize
your terrible mistake...
Shacking up with
a dumb-ass like me.
You know, I've made a lot of
terrible mistakes in my life,
and shacking up with you
is just not one of them.
Wow.
I think, uh... I think that's
the most romantic thing
anyone's ever said to me.
Team McCarmody forever.
Mm.
You didn't like
Team Carqueemody?
Meh. Oh.
Telemarketer.
Probably trying to sell us
some solar panels.
One day I'll get us a few.
You get ready for work.
I'll do school. All right.
Where's Dad?
Work.
I'm gonna be late for school.
We're playing hooky today,
mister.
Today's my day to feed
the class gerbil.
I think Ms. Lewis will let you
swap days with another kid.
I'll write you a note.
Ready for breakfast?
♪ Aaah ♪
Breakfast of champions!
Wayne!
Keeping it all for yourself.
Oh-ho-ho-ho! Swish.
Swish!
All right. I'll show you swish.
Denied!
Oh, take it easy on me, kiddo.
You're pretty tough competition.
Dad says that thing reminds him
of a sewing machine.
Yeah, well, Dad's a Harley guy.
Yep. But he is
also a good person
who loves us very much,
so we are gonna overlook
this obvious flaw
in his character.
Who was that guy on the TV?
Charlie Manx?
I saw your face.
Yeesh. Nothing gets by you.
You know, there are a lot of bad
people in the world, right?
Mm-hmm.
And Charlie Manx is one of them.
He'd take kids,
he'd promise them candy
and... and toys,
and then he'd take them away
from their parents forever.
And that is why I told you
you should never go anywhere
with anyone who doesn't
know the password.
10:48 Fairbanks.
Code to the Batcave.
That's right.
Did Charlie Manx take you?
He, uh...
He took someone I loved.
Was it my dad?
Dad's your dad, you know?
The ancient guy with no hustle.
I know.
But I mean my other dad,
my biological dad,
the one who died.
Craig.
His name was Craig.
Craig. Mm-hmm.
Did Charlie Manx kill him?
He died in Manx's car.
But I promise,
I will never, ever let
anything like that
happen to you.
'Cause Charlie Manx is dead.
Wayne, do you hear
the phone ringing?
What phone?
Mom?
What are you doing?
Stop! You're gonna break it!
Oh.
Wayne, I'm coming...
I'm coming in.
Wayne. 10:48 Fairbanks.
Open up. Come on!
Open the door right now!
Stop it! You're scaring me!
Mom!
Stop calling here.
What are you doing to
Christmasland, bitch?
You wanna harass me,
that's fine.
But stop calling this house.
You leave my family alone.
You leave Christmasland alone,
or my father will
stick a fork in your eyes
and pop 'em out like corks.
Let him try.
I'll light him on fire
like I did at Sam's Gas.
You be quiet, Vic McQueen.
You're a liar and a pest.
You tell Father Christmas
I'm coming for him,
and never call here again,
or I'll light you up, too.
- Did Charlie Manx kill him?
- He's dead, Vic.
Doctors, coroners,
cops, reporters...
They all say he's dead,
all say he's dead.
Mom.
Oh, my baby. Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
What exactly... are you
apologizing for, Vic?
You apologizing for
not talking to me about
what's been going on with you
since that damn news report?
Or for telling me you're fine
when you're not?
Or for feeding me one-liners
instead of telling me
that you love me or you hate me
or anything real
about whatever
the h-hell you're feeling?
For always having
one foot out the door?
I don't.
Team McCarmody.
Ah, that's bullshit.
I know it. So does Wayne.
We're used to it...
Used to the drinking and
the hiding and the deflecting.
Lou, this is...
But tonight, Vic...
Tonight, you got drunk
in front of Wayne,
and then started a fire
in our house.
That's crazy.
Charlie Manx... He's dead!
I know!
I know.
I just had to see it for myself.
Why did you need to believe
that he was alive so badly?
You know, Maggie said
a long time ago
that every gift
comes with a cost,
and I think that just
using my Bridge
a lot when I was younger
and fighting Charlie Manx
and Craig...
It has taken me apart
in ways that I don't understand,
and don't think I can be p
put back together.
That's not true.
You need help, Vic.
Like... professional help.
We can't afford it.
We'll sell the bikes.
No. You love your bikes.
Dude, I love you so much more
than I love that stupid bike. Ah.
Like, it's...
It's not even a contest.
You also need to
stop drinking.
Come here.
We'll figure this all out
in the morning, okay?
God damn you for smelling
so good, Carmody.
You're leaving, aren't you?
You're safer with Dad.
Is it because of Charlie Manx?
No, Bats.
It's because of me.
Don't forget your jacket.
Dad says it's got armor,
to protect you.
You be good.
I love you.
Stop it! You're scaring me!
Open the door right now!
You're leaving, aren't you?
You know, I tried to play nice.
I told you I was an enthusiast,
but you dumb as a box of hair.
Well, help me
get this engine in.
Let's do this.
And slowly, slowly, slowly.
Yes, sir.
Yeah, stop.
The lights are on!