Previously on Ghost Wars...
They'll come at you and I can't protect you.
You leave town right now
or we'll do things the old-fashioned way.
Just take him in.
Come on, Doug.
Stop it. Let's go.
You're damning us all to hell.
He's just not acting like himself.
Marcus is showing definite signs of demonic possession.
Marcus!
Cast out every onslaught of infernal adversaries!
[SPEAKING LATIN]
You killed him.
[SOBBING]
[CRIES OUT]
♪
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[BREEZE BLOWS]
- [KEYS JANGLE] - [DOOR UNLOCKING]
[POTS CLANGING]
[CABINETS SLAMMING]
They're not my best.
Normally I use butter but we're practically on war rations
so I had to use apple sauce. It's only a week expired.
Wow, these look delicious. Thank you, Carol.
Huh.
Listen, there was something I was hoping you could help me with.
So I need someone who can keep an eye on things.
Keep me informed about what's going on.
You want me to spy on people?
Mmm. No, no.
Think of it more like a neighbourhood watch.
Oh, yeah.
- Yeah. - [DOOR SLAMS]
[KNOCKING] Winston!
Hey, Doug.
Why are you closed in the middle of the afternoon?
Nothing left to sell.
Lambda swooped in after the 'quake and cleaned me out.
Can't exactly get any stock in, either.
But you're one of the only stores in town.
Not anymore.
Sophia.
I'm sorry to hear about Marcus.
Do you have a wrench?
I just need the blood to stop.
Sophia.
It's not blood, it's rust.
Your pipes are really clogged,
but if I put some new filters in all your taps
then you won't have to walk around in the street
looking like Bloody Mary.
Ok?
Thank you.
[CREAKING]
I got you now you mother...
[DOOR SLAMS]
[PICTURE CLATTERS]
(MAGGIE): Roman, there's someone I wanna talk to.
Let me guess. You're having...
communication issues.
Obviously.
Well, these new ghosts,
they don't wanna have anything to do with me.
- They don't wanna talk to me. - You should be happy about that.
Well, I need to know. I need to know what they want
so I can try to fix this.
I can't help you.
Sorry.
[GASPS]
Shh.
Oh, Jesus!
[SCREAMING]
- Ugh. - Told you.
Let's get a pry bar, Rodney.
Alright.
- You may wanna move. - I'm not moving.
This is my spot.
Besides, anything gets in my food it's free, right?
- Pain in the ass. - Be careful.
- [THUD] - [YELPS]
- What the hell? - Jesus Christ!
- Yeah, that's weird. - How is that possible?
I heard about this.
Bunch of rats get their tails all twisted together
and then they die because they can't get apart.
This is considered a very bad omen.
I hear Lambda's up there running secret experiments on this town.
After what happened to Marcus
it's gotta be some kind of end of times biblical shit.
Apparently Sophia's cracking up, too.
She drained Marcus's body and bathed in the blood.
Who told you that?
Bake sale Carol.
Are people still calling me that?
Everybody should just shut their collective mouths and stop speculating.
We all need to quit ignoring the obvious.
This town is haunted.
Norman.
That's a load of bull.
Remember that old ghost story that they used to tell us
when we were kids, huh? The whistling man?
- Come on! - I've been hearing...
- What a load of crap. - And not to mention blasphemy.
No, no, no. I'm serious. My aunt's second husband saw him once.
Well, let me guess. He was whistling.
- [ELECTRIC BUZZ] - [YELPS]
Jesus!
What the hell, Carla?!
Rodney, are you alright?
[GROANS]
There's a bunch of exposed wires up there.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Be careful, Carla.
I swear I've never seen these before.
No wonder those rats were so fried.
How're you doin'?
I'm alright. I think I need a beer.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
Carol?
People are starting to gather out there.
You sure we can't do this in here?
Sophia was adamant it not be in the church.
After what happened I don't blame her.
It wasn't the Father's fault.
I'm not saying it was.
So how's the neighbourhood watch going?
Is there anything to report?
Oh.
Yes, a lot.
Great.
Oh, thank you.
Um...
Darcy May is pregnant?
And keeping it.
This isn't exactly what I had in mind.
I've been busy scraping Rodney Doyle off the floor
after he electrocuted himself at the Chieftan.
He what?
He was extricating some rat monster from the ceiling.
And you didn't think to add that to the list?
It's fine.
Thank you.
You're doing a great job, Carol.
Everyone's staring at me.
They all must think I'm a terrible mother.
No one thinks that, Sophia.
They've all come here to grieve with you.
What happened to Marcus is not your fault.
I couldn't protect my son.
Marcus, he misses you, too.
Thank you all for coming.
Before I turn things over to...
Carol, I'd like to say a few things.
I know this is a sad day for all of us.
But even in the face of tragedy
we're still the same people we were before.
We stick together
and we support each other no matter what.
So let's come together now
and support Sophia
by remembering what a great kid Marcus was.
Carol?
Thank you.
A reading from the Book of Wisdom.
"The souls of the just are in the hands of God,
and no torment shall touch them."
[GIGGLING]
[CLEARS THROAT]
"They seem, in the view of the foolish, to be dead
and their passing away was thought
- an affliction." - [KNOCKING]
[GIGGLING]
[KNOCKING]
Marcus?
- [THUD] - [CROWD SCREAMING]
Jesus Mary and Joseph.
Oh my god! Oh my god!
[COCKS GUN]
[SIGHS]
Coward.
[KNOCKING]
Hey, Rodney. Come on in.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
So uh...
how was the funeral?
Uh, it was a total shit show, actually.
A lot of weird stuff went down.
Coffin opened up.
Everyone went nuts. It was... it was pretty fucked up.
Hmm.
Well, Sophia shouldn't have to go through that.
- Nope. - You got a new batch?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Reinforcements. - Oh, good.
I hope this batch is better than the last one.
I think the last one had sand in it.
Poor Sophia.
She deserved better than that.
Are you ok?
I want you to tell me about the wiring.
- I don't... I don't have a clue what you're... - The exposed wiring above the bar?
Rodney almost electrocuted himself doing some repairs.
[EXHALES]
I never thought anyone would look up there.
What the hell is going on?
It's electrical currents.
We figured out that it keeps these things away.
- So... only Lambda knows about this? - Yeah.
- What about the rest of the town? - Well,
there's not enough supplies at Lambda
for the whole town, ok?
- So I... I shouldn't have even taken the ones I did. - You're unbelievable.
I was just trying to keep you safe.
[SIGHS]
I need your help.
Maggie, please don't ask me again.
I'm out of options, Roman.
I'm torturing him. I can tell.
I can't go up to Doug Rennie and say
"hey, I got a message from your dead daughter."
- That's not gonna happen. - This is important.
And you're just being a baby.
You don't get it.
People loved you.
They're scared of me.
My dad needs you.
Not him. Please, not him. Anyone but him. I'm not a saint.
Then you're no better than he is.
The kind of person you choose to be
is the one thing you have control over.
You were given a gift for a reason, Roman.
Now's your chance to use it,
before it's too late. Before all you have is...
regret.
You think you get death?
You don't.
If you help me I'll...
I'll tell you more about the others.
[KNOCKING]
I want to go on record saying this is a bad idea.
[KNOCKING]
Maggie, this is a very bad idea.
I could shoot you for trespassing, you know.
Just stay calm.
I have a message for you.
He can smell fear.
Who in the hell would be stupid enough
to send you over here with a message for me?
- Your daughter. - You get the hell off my property
- and you get off now! - This is about Maggie, ok?
- Tell him to stop being a dick. - She's...
- worried about you. - Listen.
- I said tell him to stop being a dick. - Hey.
- I didn't buy this hippy voodoo shit from your mother... - Roman tell him!
so you think I'm gonna buy it from you? Not a prayer.
Ok. I... I... she says that
you should stop being a dick.
- What the fuck did you just say to me?! - His middle name is Herman.
- Your middle name is Herman. - What did you just say?
Your middle name is Herman, right?
Am I right?
How did you know that?
I'm just trying to help you, you bigot.
Roman.
- [COCKS GUN] - Go.
You wanna see a bigot put a hole in your head?
Go.
- Huh? - Now!
Maggie says that she loves you.
You get the fuck outta here!
You stupid fuck!
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS] ♪
Closin' up, hon.
Time to go.
What?
You want me to give you a ride?
No.
I'm walking.
Alright.
No funny business.
[ROCK MUSIC STARTS PLAYING] ♪
What did I just say?
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
What are you looking at, Winston?
Don't look at my cards.
[CHATTER]
I'm getting antsy here.
- Don't touch until we're done. - Hey, Maggie.
- Hey! - Maggie.
- Hey, Dad. - Hey.
- Guys. - Hey, come on and have a drink
- with the old dad. - Come and play some cards with us.
You can't afford to lose to me again.
I want my money back is what's what.
Come on.
[CHANTING] Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots!
[LAUGHS]
[CHEERING] Yeah!
[KNOCKING]
Mags?
Maggie?
Come on.
Mags.
Mags?
Mag...Mags?
Mags?
Ma...
Mags?
Maggie?
[SOBS]
Oh, Maggie.
[SOBBING]
You look like shit, Doug.
A little hair of the dog, Doug?
- Hey. - [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
I heard he's been offering his spooky services
to people in exchange for supplies.
Come on, man.
He's not that bad.
Whatever.
What, man? He saved my life.
[EXHALES]
I need your help.
I'm begging you.
What is that?
It's a Ouija board.
I know we have to summon her or something.
She's already here.
She wishes that you would quit smoking.
[THROWS BOARD ASIDE]
And I guess she wants me to stop drinking, too, right?
She's a realist.
How do I know she's really here?
Where?
One second.
She uh,
stole a watch
from you. Um, where?
She stole a watch from you.
She thought you were gonna get drunk and pawn it off so
she hid it underneath here.
Here.
She says she's sorry about missing Friday night pizza.
It's not her fault.
Will you tell her it's not her fault?
You just did.
She can hear me?
Are you telling me the truth?
Yeah. Just talk.
Maggie.
Maggie, the first thing you need to know is that
it's my fault.
That night you came in and
we were all drinkin',
and I...
I gave you some and...
I just kept drinking and I didn't pay any attention to you.
She doesn't understand.
You need to tell her.
It's my fault.
Doug. Doug!
Hey, hey, hey! Hey.
Hey, Doug, Doug. Look at me.
- Look at me. - [COCKS GUN]
She forgives you. She forgives you!
Doug, you don't need to do this, please.
- [GUN SHOT] - [GUN CLATTERS]
(MAGGIE'S VOICE): I love you, Dad.
I love you.
[SOBBING]
[KNOCKING]
Um...
hi?
Everything alright?
Yeah, I just...
wanted to know how much I owe you for yesterday.
Oh, uh...
nothing. Forget about it.
I'm having a little get together tonight at my house
in honour of Maggie
because I could never give her a funeral.
I could never face it.
Doug, are you inviting me?
What, do you want a gold-plated save the date card?
Um... I'll be there.
Ok.
And...
I painted over the graffiti on the side of your house this morning.
You didn't have to do that.
Yeah, I did.
'Cause I'm the one who put it there.
[LIVELY CHATTER] Whoa, Sangria...
Yeah, I am surrounded by friends
- 'cause they're drinking the truest drink. - Dougie.
- No. No. - Doug.
I'm passing on this one.
This is really nice, she would have liked it.
Yeah, she would have loved it, honey.
[CHATTER CONTINUES]
She would have loved the party except for that picture.
- Exactly. - Here's to Maggie.
To Mags.
[CHATTER]
Yo, buddy.
I like the Port more than Sangria,
I am waiting for that.
[PARTY CHATTER]
[WHISPERS] I am proud to call you Dad.
Bastard!
[GLASS SHATTERS]
Roman.
[YELPS]
It's Maggie.
Rodney!
[THUD]
[DOOR SLAMS]
No! No! No! No!
Noooo!!!!! Let me out!
Let me out! [PANTING]
No! No!
No!
Let me out!
Wait, wait wait! Wait, stop!
Maggie, please don't, please don't, please don't!
You gotta let me out! You gotta let me out!
Please, please, please, Maggie!
Don't! Don't!!
You wanted it!
Ahhh! Ahhhh!!!
[WHIMPERING]
[LAUGHING]
♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Hi.
Ready for another?
- I think I've had enough. - Come on.
This one will make you feel good.
Ok.
I got you. I got you.
[CHUCKLES]
Thank you.
No, you don't.
What?
What? Come on.
Maggie.
Maggie?
No, Maggie.
Maggie, Maggie, Maggie, Maggie, Maggie, don't, don't, don't.
- Don't do this. - [COUGHING]
Maggie.
Maggie.It's ok.
It's ok.
No, Maggie, don't do this.
Maggie!
[SCREAMING]
_
Doug. [WHIMPERING]
Doug.
Get him outta here.
No!
Jesus.
Still scared of me, huh?
Yeah, I thought that you might have left
after what happened last night.
As soon as I knew what that creep did I...
could have gone.
I wanted to say bye.
Oh my god.
You are totally gonna miss me.
Yeah.
I'm not exactly swimming in friends here.
Well, you seem to be turning that around.
So what happens now?
Bye, Maggie.
You can't save them.
You think if you can figure out what they want you can help them.
But you can't.
You have to find a different way to stop this.
Bye, Roman.
You don't understand. I was a different person back then.
- Shut up. - Just...
let me explain myself.
He said shut up.
You're going to jail, Rodney.
And if you're lucky someone will remember to feed you.
Val,
don't do this to me.
You owe me due process, right?
I know the law.
Look around, you piece of shit.
We are the law.
You ok, Doug?
Maggie?
Yeah, I think she got what she needed.
I'll see you around.
It's ok.
Doug.
I know I have no right to ask you this.
You want me to forgive you, right?
Yes.
[GUN SHOT]
Shit!
Doug...
come on.
[CHUCKLES]
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