The Outsider (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Must/Can't - full transcript

From now on, we have to assume
that whatever Claude sees

and hears,
it sees and hears.

You asked me where my people
are buried around here.

The old Bear Cave.
It's been sealed since 1947.

He's in there. We found him.

We're gonna
be back in a couple of hours.

It's not right. Not telling them
that that thing's out there.

What if it doesn't cotton
to being contained?

Then we kill it
before it can kill us.

What if it can't be killed?

Do you know what you just did?



I know what I just did.

I gave you the heads up
of your life.

He's in my head, Seale.

So, you just told that thing

that all of those people
are coming for it.

There you go!

- Jesus Christ!
- Fuck!

We gotta get outta here.

And go where?
- I don't know. Just to get
the fuck outta here.

Who's the shooter?

Jack!
We can talk about this!

Motherf--!

No, no, no.
Come on, come on!

- Goddammit!
- Take this! Take this!



Motherfucker!

Is that fucking Howie?

Yeah, get in there.

- Jesus Christ!
- Keep going! Keep going!

- Is that Pelley?
- Go! Go! Just go!

- Go!
- Get the fuck out!

- Move!
- Jesus Christ!

My god!

Hey, Seale, what the hell
you doin', man?

Motherfucker!

No! Get off!

- Go! Go, go!
- Go now! Go now!

Seale!
Seale, whatcha doin', man?

Get back here!

Hey Seale, get back here!

I got you.

Yeah!

Shit!

Fucker!

I see you!

Shit!

Fucker! Get up! Get up!
Up, up--

Get up, up, up, up.
We don't have-- Go! Go!

Shit.

Fuck!

Let's get the fuck outta here!

Shit! Seale!

Claude! Don't go out!
Damn it! Don't!

Seale!

Fuck!

Motherfucker!

God, man.

They got him good, man.
Shit!

Fuck! Shit!

Man.

Fucking hurts to be shot, man.
Fucking hurts.

Yeah. With the slugs he's using,

you're lucky you didn't get
your arm taken off.

- Hurts to get shot.
- You know what...

If we could just get
some fucking bars!

Don't even think about it.

Hey, when the GIs
were getting chewed up

on the beaches on D-Day,
you know what they're told?

Um... - Ad-- Advance or die.

- Or something like that.
- That's fucking right.

Can you fire lefty?

Yeah, that's about all I can do.

- Take this! Take this!
- No! No! No, no, no!

Andy!

What the hell is he doing?

I don't fucking kn-- I think
he's going to get reception.

Jesus, man. Why couldn't you
stay where you are?

Son of a...

Jesus!

Fuck!

Go, Andy! Go!

- One... two... boom!
- Fuck!

Just go!

Shit!

Go!

Go! Go, Andy!

Go, go, go!

What happened?

Andy! No!

No, no!

No! No, no, no!
Holly, no! No, go back!

- I'll get him. I'll get him. Go!
- No!

Go back!

Yeah!

Mother nature!

Holly!

Holly!

Holly! Holly, get back here!

Fuck!

What the fuck is she doing?

Holly, get back here!

Holly!

Get back here!

Damn you to hell!

He definitely will.

Fuck!

Fuck you!

No more.

Come at me, motherfucker.

Holly!

Fuck.

Come on, come on.

Jack's done.

Tell Sablo
to save his ammunition,

and tell him to stop shooting.
It's...

It's splitting my head in two.

It's time.

You're gonna be all right
out here by yourself?

I'll be fine. You be careful.

Ralph!

Put it down, Jack.

Jack, just put it down, man.

It's in there.

Kill it.

No!

Watch out.

You okay?

Yeah... Yeah, yes.

Better be careful.

Look.

He can be killed.

- How's that?
- He's scared of falling.

Like us.

He's feeding.

Breadcrumbs from hell.

Stop.

He was in a frenzy.

Holly.

Look.

This is where it happened.

They're all in there.

Must have been going crazy
trying to get to them.

Holly.

See it?

The light?

Watch your step coming in.

It's very slippery.

Stay close to the walls in case
you need to grab onto something.

You haven't come all this way
just to turn back now, have you?

Well, howdy there, sheriff.

And you must be the lovely
Miss Holly.

Claude doesn't know
your last name,

but he thinks about you
all the time.

It's Gibney.

Holly Gibney.

It's you
I have to thank

for this situation
I find myself in, ain't it?

I wanna know what made it
so easy for you

to believe in me,

and how on earth did she manage

to convince a cowpoke
like you, sheriff.

What are you?

- What is your name?
- You know.

Where did you come from?

- I don't remember.
- What is your nature?

We're not very good answering
each other's questions, are we?

- Are there more of you?
- Why?

Have you seen
someone like me before?

Are there others?

'Cause there have been times
when I...

- sense there could be more--
- Shut up.

You really gon' pull
that trigger, sheriff?

Well, you go ahead and do it...

if you don't mind dying.

Will the real
Claude Bolton please stand up?

- You see?
- Step back!

Stop yelling.

They're here, you know.
The dead.

The rescuers that couldn't even
rescue themselves.

But... you couldn't get to them,
could you?

Well, it don't matter.
I still feel their presence.

Especially the four Boltons.
They give off such a glow.

Glow?

They're the blood
that I'm becoming.

It feels like...

like I'm being entered.

And what enters me, fills me.

You have no idea
what it feels like to have

all of that emotion
inside of me.

Why children?

Stop asking him questions!

I eat to survive, just like you.

- Shut up.
- Why children?

'Cause they taste the sweetest.

- Motherfucker!
- Stop!

He's poison.

I can't let you leave.

You know that, right?

No.

We're the ones
who can't let you leave.

Jack left one of us out there.

He knows we're in here
and he knows what you are.

He'll send more.

I see.

But I need to eat.

Claude.

Put the gun down.

Don't shoot.

Don't shoot. If you shoot,
the whole chamber will fall
on our heads.

Hey, Claude.

Just take your finger
off the trigger, okay?

Claude, just...

Just look at us.

Just look at us.

That's it.

Now-- Now put the gun down.

My God.

It's collapsing.

Move! Now! Now! Holly!

Claude!

Holly!

Cover your head!
Tuck your head!

Hey.

Over here.

Sh...

- I can't move.
- Hold on-- Shit.

Okay. Um...

Ready?

- Three, two, one. Yeah.
- Okay.

You got it?

Man.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'll live.

Told you not to shoot.

Okay. We'll be back in a moment,
okay? Hold tight.

All right.

Fuck.

Do you have some kind of knife?

Good.

Yeah, Holly. Leave it.
Leave it. Leave it.

If we were ever to claim
that this thing

killed Frankie Peterson,
they'll write us off as loons.

Terry's name
will never be cleared.

Who's Terry?

Did I kill him?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, buddy.

We do this on three, yeah?

- Okay. Three, two, one.
- Two, one.

Shit.

- Watch your head.
- All right.

Yep.

Man.

What's wrong?

- Nothing, I'll catch up.
- Okay.

Now look at you playing possum.

How I know?

What's left of your heart.

Whatever it's called,
it's still pumpin'.

Otherwise,
you got nothin' comin' out.

Sawdust.

I didn't know whether or not
you could be killed.

I thought you could be
like anyone else, but...

I'm not so sure anymore.

I know that,
this knife's certainly...

isn't doing the trick.
Here's how I see it.

You're weak.
You're getting weaker.

You can't run.

You can't hide.

You can't hunt,

which means you can't feed
and fill yourself.

There's nothing stopping me
from just walking outta here
right now,

come back with a bus load
of tourists and just watch them

fucking push each other
out of the way,

desperate, trying to get
the best angle

of what's left
of your fucking face.

And then comes the ever curious
scientific community.

They're gonna be real interested
in you.

Poking, probing, injecting,
extracting.

They'll cut little pieces
of you off,

take it back to the lab,

Just keep fucking carving you
and carving you and carving you

until...

Yeah, you wouldn't want that,
would ya?

And it would serve our purposes
much better...

if no one ever knew
that you ever existed.

So...

you gotta go.

He...

He came here to be with me.

That was the only reason.

Holly, the locals could appear
at any stage.

We need to talk pretty fast.

Get our story straight.

Lieutenant Sablo from GBI.

- Hayes.
- Hayes, it's Sablo.

We're down here
in Cecil, Tennessee.

There was a shootout
in the parking lot.

The gift shop,
Alec Pelley's dead.

Howie Saloman is dead.
Jack Hoskins is dead.

They're dead?

The shooter was a cop.
One of your own.

But he didn't act alone.

In fact, he was compelled
to kill by someone else.

Like... he had an accomplice?

No, I'm saying Hoskins
was the accomplice.

The alpha who I believe killed
Frankie Peterson

is still out there. He
attempted to grab another boy

down here two nights ago.
He got away,

but we got him on video,
so I'm gonna send you the link.

Wait, wait, wait.
Hold on, just...

It's nobody's fault, okay?

But I believe certain decisions
coming out of your office

need to be revisited.
Wouldn't you agree?

So, Seale Bolton
receives a phone call

from an unknown individual
who says he works with me.

This individual claims to have
knowledge of the whereabouts

of a more likely suspect
in the Frankie Peterson murder.

You wanna tell me
what happened, Claude?

I already told you.
- Well, I'd like
to hear it again.

Detective Sablo and Anderson,

they came to interview me
when the Cherokee County DA

was considering reopening
the Frank Peterson homicide.

Why you?

Because I identified the man
they arrested for it,

Terry Maitland, when he walked
into the Peach Crease,
covered in blood.

But the more
you thought about it...

Well, the more
I thought about it,

the more I-- I realized
I made a mistake. It wasn't him.

It was just someone who looked
a little like him. That's all.

Witnesses
from the Peterson homicide.

I need the transcripts
from the interviews.

This caller, did he specifically
tell you where to find him?

Yeah, the abandoned
souvenir shop on the side

of that hill,
so we went to investigate.

- You went there?
- Yeah. My assumption is that

he's there to take out
Claude Bolton,

who he perceives as a threat.

Him being Jack Hoskins.

The detective from your squad
who's been in the wind

for kidnapping,
attempted murder.

The same.

Yeah, so, I...
interpreted the phone call

as being made to set up
an ambush.

Frankly, I thought
the whole thing

was gonna turn out
to be bullshit.

Was wrong.

How long they gonna keep
my brother's body for?

Hopefully not for too long.

Well, how long is not too long?

Claude,
tell me about the phone call.

March 3rd through the 7th,

Maitland's last visit
to see his father, um...

On my investigation,
I encountered Mr. Katcavage,

former Dayton PD detective
who had worked dozens

of homicides over the years.
I found him...

I found him,
highly competent,

so I recommended
that my employer...

hire him as part of the team.

Hey, darlin', it's me.

So if we're gonna pull this off,
Jeannie,

there's something I need you
to do.

Thank you. Thank you.

Whether you accept or reject
the reality of that thing,

it's not important right now.
What is important...

is that when they ask you,

and they will definitely ask you

about that meeting
with Holly Gibney,

please don't mention anything
about shape shifters

or El Cucos or anything
that might sound supernatural.

Okay?

Otherwise...

I can do that.

What I've come to tell you
today, Mrs. Maitland...

is that there have been
certain developments

in the Frankie Peterson
homicide case.

Some new avenues of inquiry
have opened.

We're reopening the case.

What about your slam dunk
forensics?

Well, we reexamined
the perp DNA

we got from the crime scene
and discovered that

what we actually had
was a mixture of samples,

perp and the victim,

which makes it unreliable
in court.

Girls, I need you
to go upstairs, please.

On Monday, I'm holding
a press conference

to announce the reopening
of the investigation...

and to officially go on record
regarding the dropping

of charges
against Terry Maitland.

Your family has suffered enough,

and I just want to do
whatever I...

Because of your pending lawsuits
against me and my office...

I have to refrain
from telling you

what is in my heart.

I completely understand.

Was he mean to you?

No, my love,
he wasn't mean to me.

Flying or driving?

Driving.

About ten hours, right? Chicago?

- Yeah.
- Ten hours?

I have a couple of stops
I have to make along the way.

You know, I wouldn't mind
teaming up again,

the opportunity ever arose.

I mean,
preferably on something simple

like a gangland triple homicide.
Something like that.

When I was in the caves,

El Cuco asked me,
why I was so open

to believing in its existence.

My father was ex-military
and when I was little,

he would say,
"A man knows a man."

Well, if I had the time
to think in that cave

and the inclination to answer
that thing,

I would have said...

"An outsider knows an outsider."

Holly. What else is out there?

I never told you but...
I saw Derek.

He... spoke to me.

- What did he say?
- Well, it--

it wasn't Derek, so...

Ralph-- Tell me what he said.
Just humor me.

He said that I need
to let him go.

Let him go?

Well, fat chance of that.

I don't know.

I like to think the way
this whole experience...

cracked the world open.

Maybe the next time he appears,

maybe it's gonna be
the real Derek.

Or maybe after a few years pass,

many more years,

we'll just go visit him.

"Get Out and Get
It". That's Devon Gilfillian.

Before that, Janis Joplin
with "Get It While You Can",

and a song of the same name
by Robert Finley

right before that on the show.

Now, here's an obscure
little gem

for all your audiophiles
out there.

This is a Dixieland revival
romp,

peaking at number two
on the Billboard Hot 100, 1963,

and it's one
of my personal favorites.

Here it is.

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THE VILLAGE STOMPERS PLAYING) ♪