Outcast (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - A Wrath Unseen - full transcript

(theme music playing)
♪ ♪
ANDERSON:
The afflictions of this world
became too much
for Norville Grant to bear,
so he chose
to leave them behind,
sooner than the Lord intended.
(coughing)
But he rests easy now,
reunited with
his beloved Elise,
and he is remembered
by those who...
who he leaves behind.
Would you like
to say anything?
Uh...
Caleb.
(clears throat)
(grunts)
Uh, let me get my tools.
(quietly) Shit.
Sorry I'm late.
I-I didn't realize
anyone else was coming.
Are you family?
No.
Just a friend.
I knew he was struggling
with the loss of Elise,
but... had no idea how
hopeless he must have felt.
My condolences.
Reverend Anderson.
Sidney.
Sidney.
Were you
and Norville close?
Uh, not really. No, sir.
I lived next door.
You're the young man
who found him.
Yeah. Kyle Barnes.
SIDNEY:
Norville spoke about you.
Oh, he did?
Fondly.
I'm gonna be in town
for a while to put
Norville's affairs in order.
I hope I see you around.
Yeah. Sure.
Goodbye, old friend.
Reverend.
♪ ♪
(radio playing)
♪ These blues
ain't goin' nowhere fast ♪
♪ These blues, they were... ♪
Well, aren't you
the little magpie.
What's all this?
It's my collection.
See, it's, uh...
people I've helped,
they give me things,
little tokens.
It doesn't feel right
to throw them out, so...
Notches on
your gun belt.
(chuckles)
Well, I wouldn't
say that, but, um...
they represent
victories, yeah.
Now where'd this
little fella come from?
(screaming)
Are you all right?
This one...
Yeah. Yeah, that was hard-won.
I imagine they all were.
It's my ex-wife Janet.
She thought it was sad.
Like an old...
high school quarterback
reliving the glory days.
I don't imagine she'd
think much of my collection.
I don't really
care what she thinks.
Goddammit.
You all right?
Yeah. Zip me up?
Mmm.
You nervous?
It's date night.
We're not going
to the White House.
Uh, come on. Date Night's
a lot of pressure.
I know I'm feeling it.
I ran out of things to say
a long time ago.
Took me a long time
to come up with a good
topic for tonight.
I'll be the judge of that.
Mm-hmm.
Better just
bring your A-game.
(chuckles)
All I have is A-game.
(laughing)
(doorbell rings)
Oh.
Will you let the sitter in?
Yup.
Okay, you ready
for the topic
of conversation tonight?
(chuckles)
Wait for it. Vacation.
By my math,
I think we could swing
a week down at the ocean.
(loud chattering)
Doug Myer's brother-in-law,
he's got a house down
in Myrtle Beach.
I mean, it's not on the beach,
but it's, you know,
about ten minutes away,
and it's half as much
as being at the water.
You all right?
I'm just gonna give
Pam a quick call.
Oh, she's gonna be fine.
I'll just be a minute.
Hello, Megan.
I thought that was you.
(chuckles)
I'm sorry, uh,
do I know you?
I'm Mark Holter.
Right.
Where's your horse?
Excuse me?
Oh, just, Megan
used to always say
that a knight on a big
white stallion was gonna come
and carry her away some day.
You remember that, Megan?
You used to act it out
with your Barbies
and this little plastic horse
with the broken tail.
I guess a cop was
the next best thing.
MARK:
I'm sorry.
Who are you?
Oh, sorry.
Donnie Hamel.
Megan and I
go way back.
Uh-huh.
How'd you know
that I was a police officer?
Ah, Facebook.
Oh. Yeah.
Yeah.
It's scary to think about
how our shit's out there
for everyone to see, huh?
Yeah.
Oh, cute kid,
by the way.
Thank you.
So you--
Do you live around here?
No, Officer, not for...
not for years now.
I'm just back
in town on business.
I'm the regional rep
for Tire Outpost.
So, let me know when
you need some new rubber,
and I will hook you up.
All right. Will do.
All right.
And you and I should
get some coffee at some point.
I'm out at the Baymont
by the interstate.
I'm sure you know the place.
Now...
anyway, I don't want
to interrupt your dinner
any longer.
You look great.
And it was a pleasure
to meet you, sir.
Yeah. Same here.
Okay. Enjoy your meal.
Should I be jealous?
That's not funny.
(laughs)
There something
wrong with that guy?
Yeah, actually.
He's an asshole.
A dumb jock
and a bully,
and I thought I'd never
have to see him again.
Hmm.
So...
You want me to kick his ass?
No, but don't you dare
buy any tires from him.
(laughs)
GILES:
How do you want 'em?
MRS. OGDEN:
Oh, I'll have mine
still mooing.
You're eating meat?
I got you garden burgers.
I just sort of started
having a taste for it.
She keeps surprising me.
Secret to
a successful marriage.
After 32 years,
I don't think we have
any surprises left.
Oh, is that a challenge?
Mmm, no, ma'am.
I know better than
to throw down with you.
(laughing)
(dog whimpering)
Oh, honey, would you
mind letting him out?
(barking and scratching
at the door)
Come on.
(gasping)
Oh!
Buzzy, stop!
Buzzy, no!
(barking continues)
I'm so sorry.
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong
with you, Buzzy?
Come on, now, Buzzy.
Buzzy, come on,
good boy.
Sorry.
GILES:
Good boy,
good boy, good boy.
Good boy.
(barking)
Lord have mercy, I don't know
what got into him.
Oh, he's just letting us
all know who's boss.
Anybody need anything
from inside?
Hit me.
You better
slow down, big boy.
Never.
I'll go help Rose
with the drinks.
Hey, I'm sorry about that.
They do say
they're excellent
judges of character.
Well, he sniffed you out.
(chuckles)
Almost forgot.
I'll be damned.
That's yours, isn't it?
It sure is. I... never
thought I'd see it again.
How'd you lose it?
Oh, I don't rightly know.
Kat's always telling me
not to wear it to work.
Could have been anywhere.
Where'd you find it?
Someone turned it in
down at the station.
It's good to know
we still got us some
honest folks out there.
(blues music playing)
♪ My baby don't have to work ♪
♪ She don't have
to rob and steal ♪
♪ My baby don't have to work ♪
♪ She don't have
to rob and steal ♪
♪ 'Cause I give
her everything... ♪
Hey.
What can I get you?
Uh, just a beer.
I guess, a Bud.
All right.
Thanks.
♪ She wrote me a letter ♪
♪ She said she was
coming home soon ♪
Well, well, well,
look who it is.
I'd say it was
a coincidence, you know,
but given how small
this fucking town is,
it'd probably be weirder
if I didn't see you.
What are you doing here?
Just some new business,
some old business.
Speaking of which,
I saw Megan today.
She looked good.
Aah!
(grunting and shouting)
Okay! Okay!
Get off!
Get off!
Keep it outside!
So this is how
it's gonna be?
Fuck you.
Stay down.
Shit.
(groaning)
Stay down,
you dumb fuck!
You stay way from her.
Always trying
to play the guardian angel.
Haven't you figured out
they don't exist?
Fuck.
MAN (over radio):
We got a little bit of gray
sky in West Virginia today,
but that'll clear up
this afternoon.
Here's a tune to put
a little energy in your step.
(country music plays)
♪ Well, everything's been
a little complicated... ♪
(cell phone rings)
Hello?
KYLE (over phone):
Where are you? I've been
calling you all morning.
Sorry. I didn't
recognize the number.
KYLE:
I got a new phone.
Where are you?
I'm at the thrift store.
What's wrong?
I ran into Donnie last night.
He said he saw you.
Did something happen?
Megan?
Nothing happened.
I was at dinner
and he, um...
Nothing happened.
KYLE:
What are we gonna do?
We're not doing anything.
KYLE:
Look, I can't
just ignore this.
Yes, you can.
Megan.
Aren't you in enough
trouble as it is?
The last thing you need to do
is get mixed up with him.
MEGAN:
You didn't, did you? Kyle?
I can't do nothing,
you know that.
You've done enough.
Promise me, Kyle.
All right.
MEGAN:
Thanks for checking in,
shithead, but I'm fine.
But, Megan--
I gotta go.
Hey.
I went by the church.
Florence said
you was out here.
That woman
cannot keep a secret.
You been out here all day?
I have a confession to make.
One of the things
that sucks about this job
is that everybody
wants something from you.
Every misery they suffer,
every dying grandma,
every cheating husband,
all gets dumped on me.
Sometimes I just need a break.
Don't we all.
Come on. Give me a hand.
You tracked me down,
so what can I do for you?
Well, how's it
you get your...
I don't know what
you call 'em, cases, victims?
Is it like, you got
a bat phone in the church
or something?
(chuckles)
Itching for
some action, right?
Well...
people close to me
get hurt,
and it's been going on
a long time,
and I think it might
still be going on.
I don't feel like
sitting on my ass anymore.
You weren't sitting on
your ass last night.
I heard you got
knocked on it.
That's old business.
It's got nothing
to do with this.
The hell it doesn't.
You got a gift, son,
and I wanna help you use it.
But you also got a reputation.
People gotta be willing
to let you in the door.
You wanna fight the devil,
start by cleaning your
fucking act up.
You talk to God
with that mouth?
Oh, he's heard
a lot worse than that.
Have any plans
for the rest of the day?
Come on. Let's go
for a little drive.
Forgetting something?
Oh, thanks, hon.
Forgetting something else?
Damn.
I'll see you
in a couple days.
You put that on.
Yes, ma'am.
I don't want one them
dumb crackers mistaking
you for a deer.
Those dumb crackers
are our good friends
and neighbors.
The exorcism
is a last resort.
My goal is to not
have to perform another one.
And this fruit cocktail
is your secret weapon?
More like a vaccine.
Our job is to... is to help
people resist the dark forces.
Deny the devil
a foot in that door.
Uh-huh.
You got a problem with that?
(doorbell rings)
I just don't see how that
fits in to what happened
with my mom.
Or my wife,
or Joshua Austin.
I mean, what did they
ever do to let the devil in?
WOMAN:
Hello, Reverend.
Sophie, I didn't
know you were in town.
Just for the weekend,
to see Mama.
Come in.
This is Kyle.
He's helping me
with the shut-ins today.
Nice to meet you,
I'm Sophie.
Ma'am.
Mmm, please, no ma'am.
Oh.
And how is your mother?
Um... I'm not so sure.
Well, what is it?
Can I talk to you alone?
I can't do this anymore.
She used to be so sweet.
When the kids were little,
she just doted on 'em.
They just loved
to come visit their Oma.
But now...
she's a cranky old bitch.
Well, she always
has been a character.
No, she's changed.
We all change, Sophie,
I mean, um...
(screaming)
I still think of myself
as a 20-year-old buck,
and then I look
at myself in the mirror,
and I don't recognize that
old fart staring back at me.
No. It's the things she says.
It's the foul bile
that comes out of her mouth.
She called my 13-year-old
daughter a whore.
It's like the devil's
got ahold of her tongue.
Somebody out there?
Who is it?
(clock chiming)
I'm with the reverend.
Well, get in here.
Ma'am.
We're dropping off
your groceries.
I'm Kyle Barnes.
I know who you are.
Pity about your mother.
Oh. Um... thank you.
It's a nice place
you got here.
Used to be.
But everything goes
to shit eventually.
Like your marriage.
Hard to keep
a romance alive
once you start
throwing punches, isn't it?
Okay.
What about
the Austin boy?
I saw his face.
You, uh, you can't seem
to help yourself.
I think I'm gonna go get
the reverend for you.
What'd you see?
What?
With the boy?
When you did that to him,
what'd you see?
(scoffs)
Here. Let me help.
(screams) Oh!
Are you okay?
Don't touch me! Don't!
All right, all right.
What happened?
Mama?
She fell.
Oh...
All right. Let me help you.
Come on. Take it easy.
All right, Mildred,
I got you.
Oh.
There you go.
(groaning)
God bless your
kind soul, Reverend.
You know I appreciate
your help so much.
But I'm not up
for a visit today.
What happened in there?
She was asking me
questions about Joshua,
about what we saw
that night.
I'm not surprised.
People are always
looking for lurid details.
When she fell,
I went to help her,
and when I touched her,
she reacted just like Joshua,
and Blake.
She's one of 'em,
isn't she?
She's one of the ones
you exorcised.
About two years ago.
Took me almost a week
to drive the demon from her.
And? Was it like with Joshua?
Did you see it come out?
I told you,
it's not always like that.
Then how can you
be sure it's gone?
Because I have faith
in the power of God
over the devil.
Things change, Kyle.
People get old.
Sometimes we lose
something of ourselves.
But that lady's been sitting
in the front pew of my church
for the past two years,
singing hymns
and praising the Lord.
I hope I'd know
if I was preaching to a demon.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Hey.
Hey.
It smells good.
Don't get too excited.
Franks and beans.
Oh.
I thought we were
having leftover pasta.
Eh. I didn't feel like it.
Sure you didn't just eat it
all for yourself for lunch?
Yeah, Mark, I wolfed down
all your fettuccine so you
couldn't have any.
How was your day?
The usual. You?
The usual.
Dinner last night was nice.
It was.
I think we should do it
more often, you know?
It's good for us.
Having time alone.
You know, I worry sometimes
when we just don't talk...
enough.
Welcome to parenthood.
Yeah.
And every dinner out costs us
a week of franks and beans.
Yeah, well,
I think it's worth it.
So, I'm your knight
in shining armor, huh?
What?
I think it's kinda sweet,
you never told me about it,
but didn't know you used
to dream of having a hero
on a white stallion.
You know, it's a good thing
I rode into town.
You think that's
why I married you?
'Cause you're a cop?
What? No.
You think I just wanted
someone to protect me?
No, that's not what I said.
It's insulting.
I don't want to hear it again.
No problem.
MEGAN:
Holly, dinner!
(sighs)
(clock ticking)
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
(TV playing indistinctly)
♪ ♪
(siren chirps)
Hop in.
How long is this gonna take?
It depends.
I got stuff that needs
to go in the freezer.
Look, if your ice cream
gets soft, I'll buy you
another quart.
Get in.
Keep the change.
That used to be your label.
Something change?
Uh, it's...
It's been a while since
we done this is all.
Yeah, well,
there's a reason for that.
Look, Mark, I'm...
We need to talk.
trying to keep my head down. but
I shouldn't have lost my cool.
I don't even wanna know.
Look, um...
Megan and I, we went to dinner
the other night. Date night.
You know, we got a sitter
and the whole deal.
Oh. Okay. Sounds nice.
Yeah, well,
it was supposed to be.
'Til this guy came up
to the table and said, "hi."
Said he was a tire salesman
from out of town.
Donnie something?
You know anything about him?
No.
Damn it, Kyle,
don't you lie to me.
Mark.
Is that him?
I knew it.
How much did she tell you?
Just that he was a foster kid
her parents took in, and...
and he abused her.
She never told me
his name.
Motherfucker told me himself.
He literally came
right up to me.
He said,
"Hi, I'm Donnie."
He say anything else?
No.
Just that he and Megan,
they went way back.
When I found out
what he was doing,
I started sleeping
on the floor in her room.
I couldn't...
couldn't fight back
and win or nothing.
I could get in the way,
take a beating.
I was an old pro at that.
I thought Megan
made that whole thing up.
Just to defend you.
After everything
with Allison and Amber.
Oh, man.
She wants us to let it be.
Thanks for the drink.
♪ ♪
Well, this is a surprise.
You have to leave.
I was just on my way out.
You have to leave town.
Okay, I'm sorry, Megan,
but I have business here.
I don't care.
Let's talk inside.
Sure.
Got a few minutes.
You want a glass
of water or something?
(coughs)
Look, I shouldn't have
interrupted your dinner
the other night.
I'm sorry about that.
I'm not here 'cause
you messed up my date night.
In the same house
was too close.
In the same town
is too close.
You need to go.
Hey, look, we both
have to deal with
what happened back then.
(scoffs)
Are--
Are you serious?
Yeah.
Look, I was
a fucked up kid, Megan.
That doesn't excuse it,
but it is what it is.
I'm not that kid anymore.
Okay? People change.
There's no way
you could ever change enough.
You know, it cost me, too.
After I got kicked out of
the house, I wound back up
in the County Children's home.
Who's gonna want to take in
a kid with that on his
record, huh?
Is that why you're here?
To mess with my head
'cause you're fucked up
life is my fault?
No.
Megan, I'm here
to sell tires.
But actions do
have consequences.
Mine and yours.
You think this haunts me.
That's what you want to hear.
That because of you,
I'm broken.
(scoffs)
You arrogant prick.
You're nothing to me.
A bump in the road.
Something I scraped off
my shoe a long time ago.
Tire salesman.
Then ask yourself why
you're here, Megan,
in my hotel room,
all by yourself.
You see, maybe
I am more than a bump
in the road to you.
Maybe I do... haunt you.
I'm here to protect my family.
'Cause if my husband
ever finds out who you are...
I won't let him ruin his life
over a meaningless piece
of shit like you.
Over nothing.
(doorbell ringing)
Quit ringing!
I'm not exactly
Speedy Gonzales, you know.
I'm sorry, Mildred.
Is Sophie not here?
Went out.
Can't stand being cooped up
with me all day, I guess.
Probably dying
to get back to Houston.
May I come in?
I suppose.
I wanted to check in
after that little, um...
incident yesterday.
That was your friend's doing,
not yours.
What happened exactly?
I tripped.
Lucky I didn't
break my other hip.
Praise the Lord.
Sophie says, uh...
says that you don't
enjoy visiting with
your grandchildren anymore?
That seems sad.
They used to be cute.
One of 'em's going
off to law school,
and the girl, she's--
all she wants to do
is whore around.
What's cute about that?
Well, that's certainly
a change in attitude.
They changed, Reverend.
Why does everyone expect
me to stay the same?
Nothing wrong
with mixing things up,
but, um...
some things are fine
just the way they are.
Like, we used
to sit here for hours,
you and I playing
Scrabble, backgammon.
Why'd that have to change?
I don't know how much
time I've got left, Reverend.
I'm tired of playing
games with you.
(screeches)
Ha! Gotcha.
(chuckling)
Oh...
What if we like
who we've become?
What if it works
better for us this way?
How can it be better
to hurt the people
who want to help you?
To reject their love?
To leave a hole
in their soul?
Holes can be filled.
There's room inside
a human soul for
so much more, Reverend.
More than love,
more than God.
Something that feeds it
in ways you haven't imagined.
Oh. I changed my mind.
I do love our little games.
How 'bout some Scrabble, hmm?
(urinating)
Ahh...
(branches snapping)
♪ ♪
Hey.
Know what my favorite sin is?
You have a favorite sin?
Everybody goes
for lust or wrath.
They're the sexy ones.
Yeah, well, "lust."
It's kinda baked right
in there, isn't it?
Pride. Pride's the bad boy.
It sneaks up on you,
because it doesn't feel
like a sin.
What's wrong with
feeling good about yourself?
Taking pride
in a job well done?
Yeah, and you start
getting used to it.
You don't notice
when the job wasn't done well.
That's right.
And there's a job
that I didn't do well.
I'll get my coat.
(doorbell rings)
What are you doing here?
Sorry it's so late.
Is Mildred still awake?
Why do you want to see her?
It's a spiritual matter.
You think she's
spitting up pea soup,
head spinning around,
floating up to the ceiling?
Sophie, there's something
you don't know about
your mother.
That she was
possessed by the devil
and that you tried
to exorcise her
two years ago.
I didn't want to worry you.
We thought we dealt with it--
Dealt with it?
Well, she finally told me
what you did.
Locking her up for days,
starving her, beating her,
beating the devil
out of her.
That's not her talking.
Then you show up here
with this monster. Yeah,
she told me about you, too.
What you did to that little
boy and your own daughter.
Sophie, listen to me--
Get out! You stay way
from my mother.
It's still inside of her.
Let's go.
Sophie, she needs our help.
I am calling the police.
I can't leave her like this.
Small boy.
Rev.
Okay.
♪ ♪
(siren blares)
Shit.
Not sure what
the problem is, Officer.
Mark, hey.
Step out of the car, please.
Come on, man,
it's a rental.
So, if there's a tail light
out or something it's not
my fault--
Step out of the car.
Put your hands on the car,
legs apart.
You know, I want you to just
think about this for a second.
I mean, seriously, just--
just think about Megan,
and think about that pretty
little girl of yours.
Mark, this is a bad idea.
Aah!
♪ ♪
(phone buzzing)
Hey, Chief, what's up?
What did you do with
the evidence we collected
from the camper we found?
Boxed it up
like you told me to.
You said you were
going to take care of it.
GILES:
I know what I said.
First thing tomorrow morning,
I want you to ship it out
for analysis.
The blood, the fibers,
all of it.
The case is still open.
MARK: Yes, sir.
Hey.
Heard you talking.
That was just the chief.
Talking about
some work for tomorrow.
Everything okay?
Yeah, it's just the usual.
Is Holly sleeping?
Yeah. Finally.
Little drama, but I think
she was just overtired.
Sorry I'm late.
It's okay.
There's lasagna in the fridge.
I can warm it up for you.
Nah, I'm okay. Thanks.
How was your day?
Usual.
Damn it!
God fucking damn it!
I'm a sucker!
What if-- What if she's
not the only one?
You sat and played
board games with Mildred
for two years,
and you didn't have a clue.
What if it's
the same with Allison?
Turn the car around.
Kyle--
I gotta see my wife.
I understand, but you can't
just go charging in there.
You were about ready
to kick in Mildred's door.
Mildred doesn't have
a restraining order on me!
Shit.
(tires screeching)
♪ ♪
(screaming)
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, how you talk
a big game ♪
♪ Remember when
we waltzed in the rain ♪
♪ You know
I am nobody's girl ♪
♪ I just wasn't made
for no diamonds or pearls ♪
♪ Gasoline ♪
♪ It don't burn
as fast as me, poor boy ♪
♪ Maybe I'll meet my maker
on a bedroom floor ♪
♪ Oh, with my
bloodshot eyes ♪