[theme music playing]
-[inhales deeply, exhales] -[indistinct radio chatter]
-[footsteps approaching] -[door opens]
-[man sighs] I'm sorry about that. -[indistinct distant chatter]
Did you say you took cream or sugar?
Yeah.
[Beckley] Shoot. I forgot 'em.
-I'll run and grab 'em. Sorry about that. -You don't have to do that.
Oh, it's no problem.
Clothes okay?
-Hmm. -[Beckley] Sorry, that's all we had.
And yours, well, if there's blood on 'em, we have to take 'em.
You understand.
Hmm. How-- How much longer is this gonna take?
We just need to go over a few things.
And I want to revisit your initial statement.
Again, thank you for doing this voluntarily.
I gotta get back to my kids.
[Beckley] The kids are fine. I just checked on 'em.
They're with their Aunt Janet.
[sighs]
[Beckley] You can leave whenever you want.
I've told you that, right? You know I've told you that.
-Yes. -[Beckley] It's just...
[sighs] ...to be honest, it wouldn't look so good.
And I wanna make sure that, when you do walk out of here,
whenever you walk out of here,
that you walk without a whiff of suspicion on you.
You understand?
Yes.
Beyond reproach.
-We both want that, right? -Of course.
We just need to go over it a few times.
In particular, I'd like to talk about what you said about the house.
What about it?
You mentioned a few things to the officers.
I've been up all night. I've probably said some crazy stuff.
Of course. I understand that. We all understand that.
And I'm not under arrest?
[Beckley] Oh, no. You are not. My guys...
are at the house right now,
and my guys are talking to the, uh...
[sighs] What are their names? Nice couple?
Uh, the Dudleys, I believe?
And your wife,
she's with the medical examiner right now, and...
it's a mess.
I gotta be honest, Hugh, it's a mess.
It's a real mess.
Your kids being pulled out of their bed in the middle of the night,
and we're talking to them, of course.
You know it's a mess, right?
-We haven't talked about the other body. -That didn't have anything to do with us.
[Beckley] Of course not. But you can fix it right here.
You like to fix things.
You're good at fixing things.
I keep hearing this about you. Is that right?
I'm not so sure anymore.
You leave or lawyer up, suddenly, we can't fix this.
This mess begins to spread
until it becomes bigger than both of us.
So you'll stay.
And we'll talk.
Yeah?
Talk about the house, talk about Olivia.
Talk about what happened last night.
Good. [inhales sharply]
I will run and get you your cream and sugar.
No, I don't need it. Uh...
-We can talk now and get this over with. -Sit tight.
It's no trouble. [chuckles softly]
It's no trouble.
[door closes]
[sighs]
[Hugh] Why? What's wrong with it?
Well, you know, it's a rental.
Not a lot of choices.
Yeah.
How about this?
Yeah.
Um...
Here.
Hmm?
Hmm? Yeah? All right, well, uh...
Yeah.
Yeah, all right.
[mutters] You're-- You're right. It's better.
[grunts]
[sighs]
Hmm?
[sighs]
[Shirley] I put this order in two days ago. Calla lilies.
You promised me calla lilies, you're bringing me calla lilies.
-[Allie] You're really our grandfather? -That's right.
How come we've never met you?
I don't care about their order. I'm talking about my order.
[stammers] Look, you...
-you've done business with me enough... -Actually, I met Jayden a while back.
-Mm-hmm. -[Jayden] I... don't remember that.
Oh, well, you were, um... You were really little.
-How come I've never met you? -[Shirley] Rachel? You're not hearing me.
[door closes]
[Shirley] That won't...
Where have you been? You missed breakfast.
[sighs]
Kevin's on his way. We'll take the four, that's fine.
There better be four bouquets of calla lilies for him when he lands
or you can forget about doing business with us ever again.
-[phone clicks] -[sighs] Jayden, Allie, go get dressed.
-I'm not finished-- -[Shirley] Dressed.
-Um, can we please talk? -Everett screwed us.
Gave half our lilies away. You need to pick up four bouquets.
Okay, I'll go in a minute, but can we just--
You're already on your way.
I have to shower and change my clothes. I didn't bring any of my...
Okay.
-[door opens] -I, um...
[door closes]
I-- I saw your husband at the hotel this morning.
He was picking at the free breakfast.
I know you're upset with him 'cause he took Steve's money,
but he was only looking out for you and business--
The service starts at ten. It's 8:30.
We're not open yet.
If you wanna lecture someone, lecture Theo.
Wonder where she gets that from.
[chuckles softly]
I needed my space, but not like Shirl.
Since she was three years old, Shirley needed...
Shirley space.
[sighs]
-Mmm. -Bear with her.
[softly] Today, especially. Just... bear with her.
[sighs deeply]
What a mess.
[Younger Hugh] Oh, what a mess.
Never seen a storm make a mess like this.
It really missed you guys?
A little rain, that was all.
Your place is, what, like a ten-minute walk from here?
Eh, a little more.
Didn't even hit the whole property.
I'm wondering if it's one of those micro...
Hey, bud.
I'm wondering if it's one of those microbursts.
-You ever hear of those? -Uh-uh.
It's a downdraft. It moves like a tornado, but it's super localized.
Maybe like two miles wide.
They're one of the most dangerous storms, but it hits a really small area.
-[Young Steve] Dad? -It's gotta be that, I think.
I mean, it feels like it only hit this house.
-Dad? This wall feels squishy. -[soft scrunch]
-What? -[Young Steve] See?
[soft scrunch]
[Younger Hugh sighs]
[soft scrunch]
Oh, shit.
-[beeps] -[Younger Hugh sighs]
Mark it. [sighs]
[sighs]
No way all this came from a storm.
No, no way.
Busted pipe, most likely.
It shouldn't be. It really shouldn't be.
I mean, we-- we took care of all... [sighs deeply]
If it is, it's okay.
[inhales deeply, exhales]
I can fix it.
What's that smell?
[sighs] That is the smell of ruin.
-[Mr. Dudley] Mold. -Eh, same thing.
[sighs] It can't...
The storm was just last night. It can't be all the way down here.
It can't be down here.
Please, don't be down here.
[beeps]
-[Younger Hugh sighs] -[Young Steve] What does that mean?
Means we got water pooling all the way down here, three floors down.
That's really bad.
Motherf-- [sighs]
-Fother mucker. -[Young Steve] Really, Dad?
[sighs]
[Mr. Dudley] Yup. [clears throat]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[sighs]
[shutter clicks]
[sighs]
Stevie, why don't you go on upstairs?
I want to help.
This is black mold. It's dangerous to breathe.
So, go along now.
[sighs]
[exhales deeply]
[faint scratching]
Do you hear that?
[scratching continues]
Maybe rats.
Could be what happened to the pipes.
When rats get thirsty enough, they'll chew through just about anything.
[scratching continues]
[Younger Hugh sighs]
This could ruin us.
This could.
[knock at door]
Hey.
Uh, I'm, um... I'm a little early for the...
You know, um...
And Shirley doesn't want people in the house just yet,
so I thought maybe I'd say hi.
Yeah, I bet Shirl's in a mood. [sighs]
Can I come in?
[sniffs]
[sighs] I remember when Luke lived here.
[sighs] I was really hoping that it would work.
I thought if anybody could, you know...
just...
keep him on track, it'd be your sister.
Mm-hmm.
He's, uh... He's looking a lot better now.
Right? Doesn't he?
I guess so.
-You, on the other hand... -Thanks, Dad.
No, it's just, you look a little, uh... [inhales deeply]
The... [stammers, chuckles]
I'm just... You know, I've woken up plenty of mornings
-looking like that myself. I'm just-- -I fucked up last night, Daddy.
I mean, I really...
I fucked up.
Even by Crain standards.
And if I make it through today alive,
I'm gonna have to pack this all up and find a new place to live.
And I don't think Shirley is...
ever gonna talk to me again.
[Hugh sighs]
[takes a deep breath] I'm sorry.
I should have made more of an effort with you.
You tried.
As best as you could.
And I...
I should have met you halfway.
People fuck up.
[sighs]
I guess you don't... get that. You don't really get it...
until you fuck up.
Really fuck up.
This doesn't have to do with Steve's money, does it?
[inhales]
I have to shower. Um...
-Yeah, um-- -You can stay.
Sit. Enjoy your coffee.
[Olivia] I didn't expect that.
Gotta start somewhere.
That's a good start.
[chuckles softly] You were always good at that.
Assessing the damage.
Where is it? Where's the damage?
[Younger Hugh] Second floor hallway, behind the library wall.
-Master bedroom. -[Olivia] You're kidding.
[Younger Hugh] Downstairs.
The parlor, library...
And then, the pooling in the basement, there are veins of it.
Veins of mold that are spreading from somewhere on the third floor.
-It-- It's all over. -Well, that doesn't make sense.
-The-- The water lines don't even-- -I know.
I mean, I can't think of a-- a water source
that explains it spreading like that down there.
-We're gonna lose our shirts. -[sighs]
The blueprints for this house are a disaster.
I've got four plans, none of them match. This house is schizophrenic.
Some of them are just scribbles. And the-- the work records are a mess.
Well, I can't flip this house if it's rotting with mold.
And if I can't flip it in a couple of months,
-we'll be stuck here, and-- -I know, I know. I will, um...
I'll combine these plans into one master blueprint, uh,
draw up something that represents the actual piping,
and then we'll find out how fucked we really are.
[man] It's bizarre. I can't really identify a leak,
-and I'm not finding water. -Uh, that's something, at least.
You got moisture coming from somewhere.
Somewhere upstairs, the way it's spreading.
Have you actually looked everywhere?
Uh, everywhere but one room. There's one room we don't have a key.
I've checked everywhere but one room.
Well, that's probably your culprit.
We were wondering, did rats get through a pipe?
It'd have to be a lot of rats, several pipes.
I-- I-- I don't see any droppings. Have you actually seen rats?
Well, I keep hearing them scratching here.
So of course it's quiet now. [chuckles softly]
We section off the infested walls, bring in fans to dry everything out,
treat it with thymol, powerful stuff,
then we can see how bad off you are, once you find the leaks.
My budget's stretched as it is,
so maybe you can give me a quote for fan rental.
It's a big job for one person.
Well, I've got help.
-What do you say, Steve? -[Young Steve] Yeah.
Yeah, I'll help.
[man] It's a tough gig for a kid.
Oh, he's not a kid.
[organ playing softly]
[indistinct whispering]
[Olivia] Don't say that.
-What? -[door closes]
That you wish he'd had better role models.
A better marriage to emulate.
We were solid, babe.
-[Hugh] We were. -[Olivia] Those last few days don't count.
That wasn't us.
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
[Hugh] Leigh.
Everything okay?
Yeah, yeah, it's fine.
How are you holding up?
[Hugh] Oh, you know, um...
[Hugh sighs]
Hi.
-Hey. -Hey.
How you doing?
[sighs] You know. [clears throat]
I didn't get a chance last night to tell you how proud I am of you.
Ninety days.
-Thanks. -Mm-hmm.
[Olivia] He doesn't wanna make today about him.
It's okay to just sit.
Just be with him.
-You don't have to talk. -[softly] Mm-hmm.
There's a lot, uh... There's a lot of people here.
-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. -That's good.
A lot of people loved her.
[sighs] Yeah.
[door opens]
[clears throat]
[door closes]
[Theo] Hey, boys.
Beer and tomato juice.
What?
For the hangover.
Mix beer and tomato juice and power it down.
Does it work?
Well, not as well as a shot of smack. [chuckles]
So, you're saying the best hangover remedy is heroin?
By a mile.
[door opens]
Are you fucking kidding me?
What are you doing here?
I saw in the obit, and I wanted to be here--
You thought you'd what, exactly?
[Trish] Well, you-- you didn't tell me that your sister died.
I wanted to support you, and if I'd known--
If I wanted you to know that, I would have told you that.
Look, it's okay. I...
I'm sorry.
Oh, fuck my day.
[softly] Hey.
I'm guessing you heard what happened at the wedding.
[chuckling] You know...
Nellie, she was laughing so hard when she told me.
Oh, yeah. Oh, we knew.
Uh, your mom, uh...
Yeah, she... she guessed it...
when Theo was about eight.
Yeah.
-Huh. -Oh, yeah.
[door opens]
My sweet boy.
There she is.
-What happened to you? -Oh, I fell.
-Hey. -[woman] Hi.
You knew she'd be here.
Ah...
Yeah.
[woman, crying] It's just so hard.
Yeah.
Hugh.
Janet.
Um...
[Janet] I'm sorry we're here.
[sighs] I'm so sorry.
I mean...
None of-- None of us should be here.
I-- I know what you mean.
[sighs] Well. [inhales deeply]
[tape ripping]
[Younger Hugh sighs] We're gonna make a tent
over this whole area, and then we'll bring the fans in.
[scratching]
-Do you hear that? -[Young Steve] Yeah.
[scratching continues]
[Younger Hugh] That mold guy, telling me there's no rats down here.
-What a pro, huh? -[Young Steve chuckles]
[Younger Hugh] Gonna add strychnine to the shopping list.
[Young Steve] Strychnine?
-[Younger Hugh] It's rat poison. -Huh, look at this.
Crain men, hard at work.
I have a present for you.
-[Younger Hugh] Master blueprints? -Master blueprints.
-Was I right? -Ah...
You see, Steve, your dad thinks that all this water is coming
from that Red Room upstairs.
So, what's next?
[Young Steve] Hanging plastic, and then we ventilate it.
-[Olivia] Ventilate it? Professional. -What...?
-[Olivia] Be safe. -[scoffs]
[Olivia] Good job, honey.
[Shirley] "Away" by James Whitcomb Riley.
"I cannot say, and I will not say that she is dead
She's just away
With a cheery smile
And a wave of the hand
[crying softly] She has wandered into an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair it needs must be
Since she lingers there
And you, O you
Who the wildest yearn for the old-time step
And the glad return
Think of her faring on
As dear in the love of There as the love of Here
Think of her still as the same, I say
She's not dead
She's just away"
If anyone wants to say a few words...
[sniffles]
Mmm.
[Luke] I, um...
I was born 90 seconds before Nell.
And, uh...
I'd-- I'd use that to...
you know, if we had a fight, or, um...
if I... if I wanted something, I'd say I-- I was the oldest, so...
she had to do what I said.
And... [chuckles]
And she-- she'd let me get away with it. [chuckles]
I mean, even though she knew it was bullshit.
The last time I saw her, she, um...
she was driving me to rehab.
Uh, so she-- she-- she dropped me off, um...
And she... [inhales sharply]
...she looked at me and she said...
"You go in there, and you bring my brother back."
"Bring my brother back."
Attagirl.
I was born 90 seconds before Nell...
but she was always my big sister. [breathes shakily]
[sighs]
If you could take another look for a key to that Red Room upstairs,
I could really use it.
I've ruled out just about everything else as a water source.
I don't know what could be in there losing this much water, but I gotta look.
What's this?
Oh, it's the, uh...
[sighs]
I don't know exactly.
The missus do these?
Yeah.
I'm sure it's...
No, I'm not. I gotta ask her.
[scoffs]
Uh...
You know, um...
it probably ain't my place...
but maybe she could use a little time away from the house.
Time away from the house?
Yeah.
I think you might be right.
It's probably not your place.
You know, my-- my mother worked in this house.
She was kitchen staff.
I was actually born here.
Oh, is that right?
Yeah.
When I was young, they moved us out
to the cottage at the edge of the property.
That's where I grew up.
We ended up buying it from Miss Hill, and we're still there.
But my mom...
she-- she never liked Hill House.
She'd come home, uh, sometimes after a long shift...
or a night shift...
and she'd be...
scattered, you might say.
Scattered?
Talk to herself and the like.
Towards the end, she'd wander into the woods at night barefoot.
And I swear, I could hear her out there,
giggling like a schoolgirl in love,
out there in the cold,
talking low, like to a suitor.
And she'd sleep out there sometimes, too, so yeah,
scattered.
I see.
So Mom died and, um...
I met Clara when she got hired on working for Miss Hill.
We even got married on the grounds.
But, uh...
Clara, she spent a lot of time in here.
Especially when Hazel got sick.
Like, double shifts.
Even-- Even longer sometimes.
Well,
Clara got pregnant.
Our first real-- real blessing.
But, uh...
Miss Hill made her keep on working,
even with the baby coming.
You know, and Clara didn't complain,
'cause she's a strong woman.
She's a towering woman.
And so she did it. She didn't take any time.
And, uh...
So the day comes, the doc comes, and, uh...
my little girl's stillborn.
[Younger Hugh] Oh, I'm so sorry.
It was a dark time, our first one, and, uh...
She never even got to... [sighs]
[tearfully] Anyway, we, uh...
we offered it up, put it in God's hands, and...
She went back to work fast.
I mean, she's...
never been one to dwell, but...
grace of God, she was back to it, not a month later.
[softly] But the nightmares she had.
I mean, Clara is a brave woman,
and these nightmares,
they had her down in a corner,
shaking so bad, I thought she'd seize up dead.
[Younger Hugh] God, I'm sorry.
So one night,
she's cleaning the master bedroom up there.
This is before Hazel passed. She's cleaning Hazel's room.
And, uh...
she hears a-- a baby crying.
Hears it in other rooms, too.
And she goes looking and looking.
And I mean, I thought she was losing her damn mind.
But it rattled her so good,
she ran home.
Through the woods, no light.
Scratched her face to ribbons on the branches.
So I came back here with her one night, and...
I'll be damned, but I heard it too, and I...
[stammers] I-- I... I knew it.
I don't know how...
but sure as St. Thomas,
my doubts, they just dropped away.
And I knew.
That was my first little girl's cry.
That-- That first cry, the one she never got to...
[clears throat softly] So...
we stopped coming here after dark.
Told Miss Hill, you can fire us,
but once dinner's served, we leave,
come back in the morning for the dishes.
[scoffs] Never spend a minute inside after dark.
Eh, just superstitious at first.
But here's the thing:
it worked.
No more nightmares,
no more crying,
no one acting scattered.
We stuck to it, and it's better.
So...
yeah,
it's not my place.
But if you find your missus is acting scattered...
then, yeah, maybe a little time away would do the trick.
From the house, I mean.
And a little prayer, too.
Most likely.
Well, prayer's not really our thing, but...
I take your point.
Each to their own, I suppose.
[sighs]
-[engine starts] -[Shirley] Hey, you guys hop in here.
[Kevin] All right, get in.
Ride with us.
-I'll meet you there. -Shirl...
You coming with us?
[sighs] I'll meet you there.
-[chuckles] There's plenty of space. -I gotta do a few things.
I'll meet you there.
Jesus, Shirl. Today?
Even today?
Not everything's about you, Steve.
[engine starts]
Shit.
Need a ride?
[Hugh] Beautiful service.
Mmm.
Who knew Luke had it in him!
[Olivia] Don't.
You know, I was-- I was talking to Theo this morning.
Is that so?
And...
after listening to what you said today
about Nellie, and what your brother said...
Don't.
You have problems. We all do.
But if there's one thing we can take away from today,
it's that, in the-- in the end, all you guys have is each other.
Did Theo tell you what she did?
Uh, no.
Don't.
But you know, we all fuck up, and we can be upset with each other,
but one day, we'll wake up, and it'll be too late--
Stay the fuck out of my business.
[Olivia] There it is.
Stuck your hand...
...right in the fan. [sighs]
[Younger Hugh] Fucking fan.
You see, Steve?
I didn't let the mold guy do the whole job,
so he gave me some busted fans.
This one's totally screwed. I'm gonna have to open it up.
Steve, can you unplug it over there?
And hand me that hex wrench. It should be in that box.
-[clang] -Ah! Jesus Christ!
-Fuck! -[Young Steve] Dad?
[panting]
-I told you to unplug the-- -[stammering] I did!
-I unplugged it! I did it! -Fuck!
It's okay. It's okay. [inhales sharply]
-I unplugged it. -[Younger Hugh] It's okay!
It was an accident.
Fuck!
[panting] Okay.
Listen, pal.
Why don't you go upstairs and play? I think I got this covered now.
[Young Steve] I want to help.
It's okay. You've helped.
All right, you fucker.
[grunting]
Fuck.
Fuck... you.
-[door creaks] -[grunts] Fuck!
[grunts]
[panting]
Fuck you!
[breathing heavily]
[inhales deeply, exhales]
[woman crying softly]
[sobbing] My little girl. No.
She did raise her.
[inhales deeply] Still.
-[Luke] Come on. Get up. -[continues sobbing]
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, Nellie.
Don't.
-[grunting] -[Olivia] Stay.
Stay!
Please! Please, stay!
[Steve] Luke!
[Luke] Did you... Did you...
Did-- Did-- Did you see her?
No.
It was-- It was Mom. It was Mom and Nellie.
Stop it.
-[Luke] I... I saw them. -No, you didn't. Look at me.
-I saw-- -You didn't because they're dead.
People see things, Luke. I know all about it. I write about it.
Hell, I've seen things this week, but it's not real. It's not.
-They-- -[Steve] If you don't get that,
if you don't get your shit together,
like Mom and Nell didn't get their shit together,
you're gonna end up just like them, you understand?
Because it's in our genes.
It's-- It's a sickness.
-So you've gotta be vigilant. -Yeah.
Get it together.
And stop talking like a fucking crazy person.
I don't wanna bury you, too, you understand?
-Okay? -Okay.
[exhales]
We're almost through it.
You're almost through it.
Are we okay?
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
[inhales sharply]
Liv?
[breathing shakily]
Liv?
-Liv! -[inhales sharply, gasping]
Hugh?
[gasps]
-Liv, what the fuck? -I don't know. I'm sorry, I was...
I was... I was having a horrible dream.
You think?
I'm sorry. I'm-- I'm so sorry.
-I don't even know-- -What's going on with you?
Nothing.
You're holding a fucking screwdriver to my throat.
No, I wasn't.
We need to talk.
We gotta do... [stammers]
I don't know what we have to do, but we have to do something. You're...
What?
I'm what?
Uh, I-- I don't...
-What-- What is this? -It's the master blueprint you drew.
No, it's not.
[Younger Hugh] Yes, it is.
I didn't know what this was.
[sighs]
It looked familiar.
You used the same shape dozens of times.
Over and over.
It's the footprint to our house.
To our forever house. You just...
You drew it again and again.
But I... I-- I didn't.
-You did. -[crying] I didn't.
That's...
absurd.
Maybe you should take a break.
Take a little rest.
I could...
I guess I could see if Janet's up for a visit. [sniffles]
Just for a couple of days or something.
That could be good. Just a few.
But how?
You'd have to juggle the kids and the house and--
I'll manage.
-I just want you to be-- -Not crazy?
I didn't say that.
[clicks tongue, sniffles]
I just think I've underestimated these migraines, you know? [sniffles]
I'm not sleeping through the night at all.
[softly] These constant dreams.
I know.
You're just tired.
[sobbing] It just snuck up on me all of a sudden.
[sniffles] But, um...
I'll sort it out.
I promise.
[indistinct chatter]
-[Olivia] Almost over. -[door opens, closes]
You did good.
Finish your drink.
Say your goodbyes.
Probably won't have to see them again for years if you don't want to.
But you do want to, don't you?
[Luke] Hey.
[Hugh] Mm-hmm.
How you holding up?
You know, I'm... Yeah, I'm okay.
[Hugh] Hmm.
I, um...
[whispering] I overheard...
you and Steve talking earlier at the grave.
-[chuckles] -[Hugh] You know, and I...
-Well, um, that was embarrassing. -No.
You know... [sighs]
I see your mother every day.
I do. I have since she died.
Well, um, that's-- that's pretty nuts.
Well, it's, uh... For me, it's a coping mechanism.
And you'd be surprised, a lot of widowers, widows,
they do that.
They recreate loved ones in their mind, and, um...
It's nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, my therapist says
that it's a perfectly normal--
Well, I'm happy for you, Dad.
But...
it doesn't mean it's always the case.
Okay?
Because people see things.
And it's... I know it sounds nuts, but it's, uh...
But you don't have to feel crazy, because sometimes--
Big boys know the difference between what's real and imaginary.
Isn't that right, Dad?
Hmm.
I, uh, listen...
[sighs]
I'm...
just so proud of you.
And you're doing so well.
[stammers] Hey, keep it up.
Okay? Just keep it up.
[Luke scoffs]
I'm glad you're here, Dad.
[door creaks shut]
[scratching]
[Younger Hugh] You little shits.
You little shits are dead.
So dead.
[grunts]
[grunts, panting]
[grunts]
[yells]
[panting]
[man grunting]
[Beckley] Good Lord.
I'm going to keep the children upstairs.
Make sure they don't see this.
[Beckley] Well, Mr. Crain,
I think you just solved one of our oldest cold cases.
-Yeah? -[Beckley] Mm-hmm.
William Hill, been missing since '48.
Case went cold with the department.
Widow had PIs looking for him for years after.
I'll be damned, he was here all along.
How did he... I mean, how did it get in there?
It looks like he bricked himself in. The tools were in there with him.
And man, the scratches...
I guess he had second thoughts.
Yeah, he was...
He was trying to scratch his way out?
Well, good news is, Massachusetts doesn't require that you disclose
you've had any death on the premises to any potential buyers.
[chuckles]
Oh...
You folks have a good night now.
You know, I gotta ask.
You know, folks around town talk.
They've always talked about this place.
Is it?
What?
Haunted.
Oh! [chuckles]
You know, yeah.
[chuckles] At least, a few of my kids sure think so.
[laughing]
[Beckley] Yeah.
Sure nice meeting you.
-You, too. -[Beckley] Mm-hmm.
-[door shuts] -[sighs]
[sighs softly]
[Hugh sighs] Ah, well.
That was a day.
It was.
Um, listen, I'm flying out early in the morning,
so I probably won't see you.
-[Steve] All set with your flight? -All set, yeah.
I'll, um...
I'll-- I'll be around at the hotel later if you want to get a drink or--
-Well, I'm an early flight, too. -Yeah, right. Yeah.
Gotcha. Listen, uh...
Steve, uh...
What?
[sighs]
[Olivia] I'm sorry I didn't talk.
And I'm sorry I didn't listen.
And I'm sorry I wasn't there.
And it's the regret of my life.
I'm so, so sorry...
that I couldn't fix it.
What?
You fly safe.
-You, too. -Mm-hmm.
[Shirley] Shit.
[Hugh] You okay?
[Shirley] Yeah, I can't...
I can't find my credit card, and the caterer's gotta be paid.
[door opens]
Did you tow my car?
Reception's over, Theodora.
-As far as you're concerned, we're closed. -[Theo] Sorry.
My car is gone.
[Steve] What do you mean?
-[Theo] I mean, my car is gone. -It's gone?
It was outside my house like always, and now it's gone.
-You probably parked it somewhere else. -I know where I parked my car.
-My wallet's not in here. It was in here. -You saw him.
Where the hell is it? Did-- Did Kevin take my goddamn wallet?
You saw him, but didn't wanna believe it.
Shirley, uh--
[Steve] I'm sure it's around.
-Kevin's by the kitchen. -Guys--
[Steve] Do you want my card? I can pay.
[Shirley] That's not the point. It was right here.
You knew it looked wrong.
He looked wrong.
[Steve] Has anybody seen Luke?
[Steve sighs, scoffs]
-Oh, no. -Your silence doesn't protect them.
Yes.
He was...
right there.
He was looking at your...
And then he...
he wanted to have a smoke. He went outside about an hour ago.
Well, did he come back?
I don't know. I... don't know. I don't know.
Fucking hell!
-He can't even last one day? -[Steve] An hour.
He probably already has a needle in his arm.
We don't know that.
[Steve] I'll check outside.
What's that?
[Theo] Oh, God.
Oh.
Oh, no, she's gonna kill someone.
[Hugh] That's... It's okay. I can...
-I-- -[wheezing]
[wheezing continues]
[both gasp]
[screams]
[Theo] Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! [crying]
[panting]
What was that screaming?
[sobbing]
Oh, God.
No.
[sobbing continues]
Who did this?
It was...
[stammering] It wasn't...
It was...
It was like this when-- when we...
And I-- I can... I can fix it.
I can... I can fix it. I-- I-- I can fix it. Yeah.
[Beckley] You're not fixing this.
I'm giving you every opportunity, and you...
-I don't know why you won't help me. -I am helping you.
You keep saying that you didn't hurt her,
but you get real upset if I say she killed herself.
I'm very tired.
And twice, twice now, you say that the house killed her.
I know what I said.
So you're either in denial of your wife committing suicide,
-or in denial of something worse. -I didn't touch her.
I don't know why you won't give me these three hours.
These three hours would help you so much,
and you won't do it. I don't understand.
I told you.
The three hours you waited,
after you discovered her body, before you called us,
what happened in those three hours, Hugh?
I was in shock.
I was mourning.
You didn't call us for three hours because you were grieving?
That's right.
First, you say your wife went out of town.
-I thought she did. -Mm-hmm. To be with her sister.
-But we talked to Janet, and she never-- -I know.
-Anything you want to add to that? -Not really.
I thought she went out of town, but she hadn't. That's all.
I must have misunderstood.
Your daughter Shirley says she woke you up
'cause she was surprised to see Mom in the kitchen.
-That's right. -Then you ran up the stairs to the, uh...
the Red Room.
[Beckley] What did you see...
when you got to the Red Room?
[Younger Hugh] Nothing.
That door's been locked since we moved in, so...
it was nothing.
Nothing.
[eerie music playing]