Servant

I'm sorry.

Jesus.

You're breathing on me.

No, you don't have to stop.

Thank you for allowing me to keep breathing.

I'm so glad we're on the same team again.

I wanna try the chair.

Are you sure? You want me to get Bev and Bobbie?

What, do you think I'm too heavy for you?

No.

I just don't wanna hurt you.

I once had a male yoga teacher who told me pain is a gift.

He sounds like an asshole.

- Okay, I'm ready. - Okay.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

There's a new sheriff in town.

It's perfectly safe. All the users gave it five stars.

What are you doing?

Could you give us a minute, Leanne? Please.

She's not ready for this. She's gonna hurt herself again.

We got this.

Race ya.

Bev? Bobbie?

We're coming.

Bev's just trying something different with her eyebrows.

I forget your meds. I'll be right back.

Dorothy?

Dorothy.

Dorothy?

Here.

Are you okay?

I can't believe that he let you use this stupid thing.

- What did you do to her? - Nothing.

Sean.

- What the fuck happened? - I'm fine.

I told you she wasn't ready.

- She nearly fell out of it. - I'm fine, I promise.

Just please, all of you, just give us a second.

Give us a second.

God.

"CLS has laid claim to a nearby sanctuary. We want our Wayward Flower back.

Give us the opportunity this Thursday after dark,

and your family shall be left in peace."

It's them.

Are you ready for us, honeybun?

Just a minute, Bev. Sean's changing in here.

- You think it's the new neighbors? - It has to be.

Yeah.

All those houses selling at the same time?

They want her back. This is a dream come true.

Yeah. But they've tried this before.

Well, they'll be better prepared this time.

And maybe this time, we can help.

I don't think it's safe to get too involved.

I don't mean "help" them, help them. I just mean help pave the way.

It says right here, "Give us the opportunity."

We can have a party. We can have a cocktail party

to welcome all the new neighbors to Spruce Street.

Okay, we have to be careful. More careful than we've ever been.

We can't let Jericho out of our sight, not even for one second.

Yeah, we'll keep him downstairs in the Pack 'n Play.

And as for Leanne, we'll just have Bev and Bobbie distract her.

- I mean, that's their specialty. - Right.

God, Sean, does this make us monsters?

Are we already monsters?

Party?

To welcome the new neighbors.

And we know that's not really your thing, so we got you a ticket to the Sixers game.

One ticket? I'm supposed to go by myself?

Well, we'll need Leanne here. To help.

Because honestly, this thing you have with her, it's…

not healthy.

Some changes must be made around here.

And I need to know what side you're on.

Keep the ticket.

I don't know what you are plotting,

but I'm not up for some cosmic reassessing of my life situation.

This is Leanne's home now. She belongs here.

Actually, she doesn't.

Are you seriously gonna try and get rid of her again?

Do I need to remind you every time you have tried that in the past,

you have failed miserably?

How did you manage to pick the worst person imaginable

to be your girlfriend?

She picked me.

I'll go get him.

Just once it'd be great if you could uphold the bro code

and defend me when Dorothy attacks my girlfriend.

This isn't about you.

We all know Leanne's weird, but it's more than that.

She has unusual fucking abilities, Julian. She can make things happen.

There's like a supernatural link between her mind and the rest of the world.

She's fucking dangerous, Julian.

- Why aren't you being medicated? - Un-fucking-believable.

You're acting like she's a Stephen King creation.

- You sound insane. - Okay.

I challenge you to watch what's happening around her over the next few days.

If you still feel like there isn't something fundamentally wrong with her,

you may medicate me.

You should be on set.

Last-minute schedule shift.

What are you doing?

Dorothy and I thought it might be nice to have a small party

to meet the new neighbors. So I'm on my way to meet them.

I see.

You know, you really shouldn't try and keep things from me, Sean.

- Hello. - Hi. I'm Sean Turner from down the street.

We're having a get-together, and I wanted to invite you.

- Well, thank you. - Sure.

- When? - Thursday, 7:00-ish.

- Well, I'll tell my wife. - Wonderful.

Take care.

Could I bring something?

My chocolate-covered strawberries would make you cry.

No, just yourselves.

Hi.

- Hi, I'm-- - Having a party?

We may have overheard.

Yeah.

Are you guys preparing for the end of times?

No. Just some comfort food.

Ash says I shouldn't be allowed to shop at Costco.

So you were saying there's a party?

Uh-huh. Yeah. Thursday, 7:00-ish.

We'll be there.

Great. All right. Well, have a good day.

- Thanks. - You too.

I might be wrong about the young couple, but it doesn't matter.

They all said they're coming, so we'll figure it out at the party.

As far as I'm concerned, once they're here, our job is done.

Not really.

We gotta figure out who it is and help 'em out.

You're right.

We'll just ask them some questions

and find out if they feel like the kind of people

who would buy in this neighborhood or if…

- They're faking it. - Exactly.

They live lives in ignorance,

plastic smiles upon their faces…

You have to take what you want for yourselves.

And you can do it.

I'll show you how.

These are mine.

Everything in this book happened in some way.

When you want something…

put it down on paper.

Sean!

And the answer will come to you.

You just have to believe

- that you deserve it. - I'll take one.

What is happening out there?

What, do these people live in the park now?

Why didn't you tell me things had gotten this crazy?

Well, you weren't exactly talking to me.

Who are these people?

Former members of the Church of Lesser Saints.

They're all defectors. They left to follow Leanne.

This madness has to end.

Tomorrow she is gone.

We cannot fail. Not this time.

So sharp.

Isn't it funny how something so useful can be so deadly

when it's in the wrong hands?

Yeah.

I should lock them up.

Why are you having this party, Sean?

Dorothy's been on her back for months. She needs social interaction.