Wynonna Earp

Previously on "Wynonna Earp"

My master is coming.

John Henry Holliday Bulshar.

You will do my bidding.

- You're strong, baby girl. - Waverly?

- Mama. - Get out!! Go!!

Michelle Gibson's finally gonna slay her little demon child.

There isn't an evil bone

in Michelle Gibson's body.

Ah! The demon's here.

- Is it me? - Waverly!

No, sweetheart.

But she came for you.

What would we do without you?

Oh, I bet you'd all just die.

All just die.

We need more rope.

- No! - We do not have time for this!

She's secure, Wynonna. Okay,

one of you is gonna listen. Either one.

I don't give a shit which!!

- Did she steal your gun - and go full prison break on you?

- Go inside - if you're not gonna help.

No, Waverly, don't go. Don't be alone!

She has friends in the house, Mama,

who didn't try to murder her multiple times.

No! Please, don't go.

- Go!! - No! Don't go!

- Go! - Don't go!! No!

- Shut up! - Ghah..

Waverly!!

Okay, you know what? You are gonna listen to me

for two goddamn minutes.

You owe me that, no matter what you think I am.

You get one.

Alright. Okay. Okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Okay. Okay.

A demon has been stalking your sister

ever since she was a baby.

By the time she was six,

I knew that it wanted to torture

and kill her. And I knew that it would win.

It's thoughtful of it to let you know.

Forty seconds on the clock.

I was trying to exorcise it when the barn caught fire.

And instead, it became bound to me. Okay?

It has been torturing me

ever since for what I've done.

It broke me.

That is what you see.

Our family business is killing demons.

Why wouldn't you have told us any of that?

Okay. Because you two were children.

You let Waverly come and visit me.

She touched me

and she broke the bind.

The demon escaped.

What, and you thought you'd join the party?

Oh! Selfish! Oh! I could've gone anywhere,

But I chose to come and save Waverly.

I know I saw the demon,

but where the hell is it? Where the hell did it go?!!

I know Mama's... a problem.

Baby, soggy crust is a problem.

Your mama is a catastrophe.

- Oh, you made cupcakes? - Mm-hmm.

For me? Aw.

Mm.

I'd do anything for you.

All you have to do is tell me everything.

Of course. Just like always.

You're family, Jolene.

Come here.

Ooh!

Too tight.

Everything will turn out as it should.

Trust me.

I just encountered

the most bossy woman

itching for a drink...

You think I'm a monster for tying up my own mother.

Well, I think the lineage was immediately clear.

The warden and his guards are gonna be here any minute,

And I don't know whether to turn Mama in,

or soak the barn in kerosene.

She keeps saying there's a demon

who wants to kill Waverly

and it's already here...

Well, she did spend 20 years

in a mental institution

for being... mental.

Excellent point. Thank you.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, I...

baked your fave: snickerdoodle.

Mm.

- Snickerdoodle. - Good, right?

Jolene has always made

the most superior grub.

I'm also an ace lookout.

Oh, you don't have to be on demon duty, Jojo.

I should do it.

Oh, honey, if I let that thing

hurt any of you...

No. Let me get my boots.

I'm on it.

Maybe Michelle isn't lying.

No, I don't think she's lying, I think she's nuts.

Officer Haught and I listened

to the therapy-session tapes

from prison last night.

I heard three voices.

Mom, therapist... other patient?

An obscene creature,

howling so violently

that it drowned out all else.

The demon. The demon.

The doctor couldn't hear it.

Only your mother.

And then I.

Why could you hear it?

Did you get extra-dimensional hearing aids?

When Dolls shot me,

when you were not there...

Wynonna, I went to hell.

Oh, my God.

The point is,

your sister is in real danger.

Look, I want to believe you. I do. But...

I didn't see a demon here last night.

All I remember was you waving a gun at me.

You were about three months old.

And you were wailing your baby lungs out,

in the middle of the night,

and I came in and s...

something...

was floating over your crib,

and I went at it with the fireplace poker,

and it left.

Sometimes dreams can be like that, right?

Disorienting, when you wake up...

Okay, explain why a dream

started appearing in every picture.

Every photo that I took of you,

there was this face.

This horror.

And it was behind you

and it was blurry, but it was coming

and it was getting closer, closer every time.

Can you show me?

No, because I got scared.

And I ripped them all up,

because I thought that was gonna fix it.

Jesus Christ.

Go get Wynonna out here! We're wasting time

we don't have!

At kindergarten...

kindergarten, I... I wouldn't sit next to the story-time mirror,

Because... because I kept

seeing something behind me.

Uh... God.

Teeth.

That's what I remember.

Rows and rows and rows

of angry teeth.

You saw it.

Oh, you saw it.

Hey.

Oh.

It's cool.

I always hated this mug.

This thing hates you.

It hates you more than I thought

anything could hate anyone.

And I am so tired.

I'm so tired from fighting it.

If something's coming...

you have me now.

Wynonna. And Jolene.

Who the hell's Jolene?

Christ on a cracker.

Pie? It's fresh out of my oven.

Morning, miss. You a neighbour?

Sure.

I'm chasin' down an escaped felon.

- Oh, - I know all about your chasing.

I know how many drugs you gave

the to the girls on your wing

so you didn't have to chase them too fast.

I know which ones you were chasing right into

your own private office.

I'm not sure I understand.

Thing is, it's fine with me.

Sometimes it even made me laugh. You know,

the stupid smallness of it all, of you.

- Are you with the Earps? - Yes. Finally.

And sweet little Waverly's as good as mine.

It's my party and I'm not gonna let you poop on it.

You should've tried the pie. It might've dulled the pain.

Oh, well. You're gonna be so useful.