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(SOMEWHERE BETWEEN BY WILLIE NELSON PLAYING)
Okay. So, Mr. "Hey, sweetie pie,"
is from Denver.
Some kind of salesman.
His name's on his shirt.
-(SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY) -(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Is Tamara here?
Please.
I have a family.
No. I beg you, please.
Help me, please.
-(BLOWS THUDDING) -(MAN GROANING)
No.
No.
Maya?
Maya?
You're at Venus County Hospital.
I'm Nurse Danica.
I'm Dr. Tate.
Ryan? Ryan? Where's Ryan?
I'm so sorry.
He didn't make it.
Unfortunately, he'd lost too much blood.
Ryan.
There were three of them.
Two were like, um...
doll masks?
Did you and your boyfriend see...
Fiance.
Fiance.
Did you or your fiance see anything else?
You almost died.
Maybe your memory's just a little bit fogged up.
They had a truck.
A red truck.
I felt like they liked it.
Like they enjoyed it.
It was some kind of ritual.
Has this happened before?
Well, there's been...
Tommy.
Is there anything else you can remember?
Tamara.
They were asking about a girl named Tamara.
Who's Tamara?
Dr. Tate says time to wrap it up, Sheriff.
Doc knows best, huh?
Don't worry.
We'll find these killers.
You boys are awful quiet.
I'm not getting into it, Carol.
Come on, Sheriff.
We all want to hear what you know
about who killed that young couple.
The girl didn't die.
Oh, I heard they both died,
that they left this world together.
Nope.
She's gonna be okay.
You want to hear my theory?
She did it.
The girl.
Probably for some big insurance money.
Gorgeous hair, but a dark heart.
Well...
sounds like you done cracked the case, Jazz.
I'm just saying.
You never know what a killer looks like.
Is Sally there?
Can I come in?
Got your ball.
Go fetch.
Come on.
-(RAIN PATTERING) -(THUNDERCLAP)
Do you want to play cards?
I have an idea.
Why don't I play you your favorite song?
(MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB PLAYING)
-(KNOCK ON DOOR) Maya?
It's me, Nurse Danica.
I have your pain meds.
Thanks.
Here you go.
That's it.
How you feeling?
I'm okay.
Who's Tamara?
I didn't really know her.
Just the story.
It's just an old ghost story that people tell here.
Try not to think about that, okay?
Get some rest.
Hi, Maya.
I knew you wouldn't leave me.
Never.
-(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY) -(PANTING)
Hey, I'm so sorry we're stuck here.
I want to get you out of there.
We are working on a private EMT,
hopefully today, which will pick you up
and take you to Portland Hospital.
Howard and I will meet you there.
I love you so much. We'll be there soon.
It's gonna be okay. Okay. Bye.
Debbie?
Debbie?
Hello?
(OVER PHONE) Is Tamara here?
Who the fuck are you? -(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Shit!
Help!
Fuck you!
Get off!
Shit.
-(GRUNTS) -(DOOR RATTLING)
-(FAINT CLINK) -(GASPS SOFTLY)
-(THUDDING IN DISTANCE) -(GASPS SOFTLY)
Fuck.
-(SHUTTER THUDS) -(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)
No.
-(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) -(SCREAMING)
-(CLATTERING) -(GASPS SOFTLY)
-(DRUM CLANGS) -(GASPS)
-(GASPS) -(DRUM CLANGS)
-(AIR HISSING) -(MAYA SCREAMS)
-(GRUNTING) -(DOOR CREAKING)
-(DOOR RATTLING) -Shit!
-(DOOR RATTLING) -Fuck!
-(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING) -(BREATH TREMBLING)
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