WIND RUSTLES LEAVES
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
SHE SIGHS
Can we go?
It's your mom.
Yeah, and it's freezing out.
Why don't we just
SHE GROANS
Our Father who art in Heaven,
Jo!
Lead us not into temptation,
QUIETLY: Sorry.
Jo!
- Do you have the keys?
JO: Fucking freezing.
- Come to Newfoundland.
We can sort this out later.
I want it sold. I want it done.
Text me when you land.
I will come back if you ask, OK?
You just gotta call me.
You just gotta call me
Do not...
You're gonna be just fine.
Just don't go home with any locals.
- Well...
THEY LAUGH
I love you.
OK.
WOMAN, ON PHONE:
'A family of five
FARID: Barb, I literally
BARB: 'A depressed little town,
'You need firm facts
FARID: I'm working' on it. Eric
BARB: 'How many?'
Well, one,
It's the coroner
Look, it's gold. I trust Eric.
BARB: 'What's his angle?'
No angle, we're just pals from
BARB: 'He gets a special thanks,
'and by the way, Satanic Panic
Well, that's not the title,
BARB: 'Hello?'
BARB: 'What? What is it?'
All good.
BARB: 'Brie tried to book you
'but they're all shut
'Anyway, you will enjoy
'You know,
Yeah, I'm sure I will.
BARB: 'Speaking of which,
'and she's on standby
Jo's fine, OK? We don't need Brie.
BARB: 'You better be.
- OK.
PHONE BEEPS
HE SIGHS
HE MUTTERS TO HIMSELF
PHONE RINGS
JO, ON PHONE: 'Hi, it's Jo.
FARID: 'Jo! How was your first night
'Wait till you see
'OK, I'm just checking' in.
'I'm gonna go see
'Hey, call me back, OK?
WOMAN: He's allowed to cook whatever
Jesus Christ, Judy!
Hey, there. Hello. Hi.
- Yeah?
Yep. What can I do you for?
Eric Murphy called ahead.
He said you'd have a file
Oh, yes, right.
- Yeah.
Unfortunately we...
- Oh, really?
Uh... Are you sure?
Yeah, we turned the place
FARID: It's just, uh... Damn.
It's really important
Is there another copy?
It's, uh, it's important.
OFFICER MILES: Sounds important.
For you, I'll have another look.
Great. I will stop by tomorrow.
OK.
Thanks.
OFFICER: Well, Judy,
so do whatever you're gonna do.
CHURCH BELLS RINGING
DOG BARKING
HE KNOCKS
HE SIGHS,
DOOR CREAKS
DEVICE BEEPS
This is interview one,
OK, so I'd like
Where are you from?
Uh... Montreal?
No. Where are you from?
My parents are Syrian, from Turkey.
Hm. You don't look Muslim.
HE CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY
FARID: Saint Rocco.
Oh. Christian. Ha!
KETTLE WHISTLES
Now, Lazarus, you be good.
Well, I'm, uh,
SANDRA: Well, once a Christian,
DOG GRUMBLES
DOG SNIFFS
- Tea?
Now, you're here poking around
Yeah, did you, uh, know them well?
SANDRA: Know 'em? Please.
even before
I went to high school, sure,
SHE CHUCKLES
Well, then I imagine it was quite
Learn?
Sure, I found 'em.
Excuse me?
Oh, yeah. Worst day of my life,
I was out on my morning walk
God rest his poor soul.
And I saw their door was open.
I called the cops right away.
And I never again set foot
Well, it looks like no-one has.
It's touched by the devil,
It's pure evil.
Would you walk me
Oh, I'd have to be stupid,
Why?
SHE SIGHS
Everyone thinks
the cod crisis,
but... that's not true.
It was the Chaffeys' murder.
Bad news spreads through
People started sellin' off
Our summer season was ruined.
You can see why people
They're not gonna be happy to see
Who's "they"?
SANDRA: The cops.
Cos I'm not singin' their song.
I'm not gonna sing yours either.
I'm only after the facts.
I believe that the Chaffey family's
The true story.
Don't you?
Came in through the front door...
SANDRA: 'Was already open
'My dog ran ahead of me.
'Ran right into the house.
'I rushed in after him.
'I called out. No-one answered.
'Found Maverick in the living room.
'He was frantic.
'Scratchin' away at the closet door.
'Like mad.
'I was so scared my...
'my heart
'I knew something was wrong.
'I wanted to leave.
'Well, I never...
'I opened...
'I opened the closet.
'There she was.
'Tucked up like she was asleep.
'Except...
'Except her neck...'
FARID: What was wrong with her neck?
SANDRA: 'It was snapped.'
CELERY CRUNCHES
WIND RUSHES
POUNDING AND SQUISHING
CHIMES TINKLE
STAIRS CREAK
SQUIRTING AND SPLASHING
SPLASHING IN HEADPHONES
PHONE BUZZES
- Hey, babe.
How's Newfoundland? Oh!
FARID: 'It was wild.
'I think Barb's gonna get
'So, I haven't heard from you.
- I'm good.
- I miss you.
'or you should be here with me. You
- I'm fine.
Farid! Chill. You're all...
- 'No.'
Unless you wanna tell Barb she's
FARID: 'Ugh, God she's scary.'
I should have 'em
FARID: 'You started cleaning yet?'
- Sort of.
It's bad.
HE CHUCKLES
Like my grandparents didn't know
and when my mom moved in,
She was really messy.
FARID: 'Like mother, like daughter.
- Don't worry.
'I know. You don't want my help.
'I mean, you heard
'I have a feeling
'is gonna be
'Come on!
- Ah, OK. I'm going now.
Farid! I want to do this.
FARID: 'OK.'
ELECTRIC HUMMING
The interview with the neighbour
FARID: 'I know.
'I'm about to send you something
'If I were you,
JO: Noted.
FARID: 'Hey, next podcast we make
Sure, but no-one'll listen to it.
ELECTRIC HUMMING
- OK, you gonna leave me alone now?
I love you.
LIGHT BULB HUMMING
SHE SIGHS
LADDER CREAKS
BUZZING AND HUMMING STOP
SHE SIGHS
LADDER CREAKS
POP MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY
SHE SIGHS
SHE SNIFFS
SHE BREATHES DEEPLY
SHE SIGHS
FARID: 'Back in the 1980s,
'a wave of troubling accusations
'What started as claims of
'hidden in heavy metal lyrics
'and luring children
'through Dungeons and Dragons,
'took a disturbingly
'The non-fiction book
'is a patient's account
'of ritual child abuse at the hands
'The author graphically
'of people kept in cages,
'and even the violent murder
CLASSICAL PIANO MUSIC PLAYS
SHE EXHALES
Excellent stuff.
FARID, CHEWING: 'Mm, I know.
- What are you eating?
- In Newfoundland?
'What's that music?'
It's my mom.
I haven't heard her play in years.
FARID: 'It's nice.'
I thought
FARID: 'Where'd you find them?'
Buried in her bedroom closet.
FARID: 'Ooh, the bedroom, so soon.'
FARID:
I mean, that's where she did it.
FARID: 'Right, sorry.'
She used to get so angry
CLASSICAL PIANO MUSIC
TURNTABLE LID SNAPS SHUT,
Hey, did you get that episode?
FARID: 'Yes.'
What?
FARID: 'Uh, no, nothing.
Uh-uh. Farid.
FARID: 'One of the sounds is dirty.'
- No, it's not.
'but I can hear something
LIGHT BULB HUMMING
Ugh, this house.
FARID: 'Look, it's no big deal.
SHE GROANS
FARID: 'Two minutes and 49 seconds.'
- Good night, Farid.
LIGHT BULB HUMMING
LIGHT BULB
LIGHT BULB ZAPPING
SHE GASPS
Shit.
LOUD THUMP,
HE SNIFFS
STAIRS CREAK ON RECORDING
STAIRS CREAK,
SOUND CLIP REPEATS
SOUND REPEATS
STAIRS CREAK,
LOUD SCRAPE ON TAPE
LOUD SCRAPE
SCRAPING VOLUME INCREASES
SCRAPING REPEATS
SHE SIGHS,
SCRAPE COMES FROM OTHER ROOM,
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