Widow's Bay

Mmm.

Thank you.

All right.

No, no, no. I got this.

Hmm.

See you around.

Can't believe it's over.

I'm gonna take Evan to a Red Sox game.

Mm-hmm.

Leave you with this?

- Mm-hmm. - See you later.

See you later.

Do you think it's skin cancer?

Oh, yeah. Yes.

Tom?

The phone's been ringing off the hook.

- Mitch called. - Mm-hmm.

Ray Mellor called. Kurt Warburton called.

They've been looking for you for two days.

Ruth,

don't worry. Everything's fine.

Okay.

Evan?

I got sandwiches!

And it looks like you've got mail!

Welcome home, Tom.

Hey. You were asleep this morning, I…

You went through the basement?

No, I went through your trunk. What the hell is in the basement?

This is the Driftwood Diner. Leave a message.

Hello. My name is Patricia.

Um, I ordered a chicken parm and a slice of the coconut cream pie,

and I've got a turkey patty with no bun and a single sausage link.

And I don't want a refund,

I just want the person who did this to find out.

And I don't want the person who did this to get into trouble,

I just… you know, I just… …want them to learn from it.

I don't…

- Better yet, I think I... - The mailbox is full

and cannot accept any messages at this time. Goodbye.

Great.

Um…

I'd love to know the story behind this heartwarming pic.

- I mean, what the fuck? - Okay. Okay.

Why did you tell me she died during childbirth?

Because she did.

She was never the same after you were born.

Okay.

What does that mean?

She had a preeclampsia-induced stroke.

And after that, she wasn't right.

She wasn't right how?

It-It… It did something to her brain.

To her mind.

And it affected her behavior.

She wasn't safe to be around.

And so, I had…

I had to commit her to The Home.

What's "The Home"?

It was a very nice home here on the island

for people struggling with mental issues.

Like an… Like a mental institution?

- Like an insane asylum? - No.

Yeah.

She died two years later of a brain aneurysm.

She loved you so much.

Yeah, I read the letters.

Can I read one?

"Dear Evan,

I need your baby hands to get the keys

and your little fingers to reach up my nose

to pull the scorpion out of my brain.

Watch out for that stinger.

Love, your mother."

That's nice.

That's really nice.

Another?

"Dear Evan…"

- Uh… - Oh, God. Oh, you…

- Oh, my God. Oh, you scared me. - I'm sorry. Sorry.

Oh, gee…

Can we talk?

Yeah. Of course, yeah.

- What is it, Wyck? - Yeah. Right.

Well…

…there's something I've had in my wallet for a very long time,

and, uh…

I think it's time I tell you why.

- Oh. - Mmm.

Remember the…

- Oh, yes, I do. - Yeah.

Hey, honey.

- Oh, hey there, Wyck. Hey. - Mmm.

Well, look at that.

Ha! Honey… …that's your high school sweetheart, Wyck.

- Yeah. - You old dog.

Yeah.

Well, I better get going.

I got a lot of photos I gotta give away today.

Oh, okay, okay.

Well…

Yeah.

Uh, oh, mind the glass. I might not have gotten it all.

What happened here?

Probably tourist kids who heard the Boogeyman stories.

I think… leave.

I'm gonna say goodbye. Disgusting.

Okay. Ugh.

Um… yeah.

Okay. So I might need these…

Oh, um…

Yeah.

Open the door!

Open the door.

Open the door.

I…

No! Oh, God. Ah!

Oh, God.

Patricia!

Patricia!

Help! Wyck!

Oh, God. Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Hel… Hel…

Hey! Hey!

Help! It's Patricia!

Hey! Help!

"All spring she'd worn the half-a-heart pendant while Samuel wore the other half."

- What? - You remember those?

- Those little pendants? - That's your favorite part?

- Whatever. I know… - That is cute.

- …I seem so cold, but I have a heart. - That is goofy.

Oh, my God!

- Patricia? - What the fuck?

What is she doing here?

I know I didn't invite her this time.

- I just… - What the…

Patricia, can I help you?

- What are you doing? - What is going on?

Seriously?

- Excuse me. What are you doing? - No. Shut up.

- Patricia... - Shut the fuck up!

- Oh, my gosh. Uh, Patricia. - What is happening right now?

- I… - Patricia?

Call the police! He's back!

- Who's back? - You know who.

The Boogeyman! Call the police!

- What? Okay… - Call the police.

…you have to be joking. Are-Are you really still doing this?