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Just tell me what the problem is, Nate.
I made contact
with them last night,
and I think they're after me
Made contact with who?
A TV show.
It's called Cult,
but it's not just a TV show.
It goes beyond that. You have no idea
how much I don't want to get you mixed up in this.
CATHY: Phillip was its founder.
He's becoming more and more a... cult leader.
Cathy, it's me, Phillip's son.
What? There actually are hidden messages
Yes, there are.
JEFF: So what is Nate saying about the church?
That there's something hidden in the church walls?
This is what Nate wanted us to find.
What do you want, Mr. Sefton?
I know how to find your parents.
(lively, indistinct chatter)
You kidnapped Nate,
you put together the true believers,
all to find out what happened to your parents?
Not only about our parents.
And Nate came to me.
He made
the first move.
Well, you held him against his will.
My father was a great man.
A visionary.
This show knows things about him.
I needed your brother to help me uncover
what the show had to tell.
Yeah, but Sakelik? Annabelle?
All the others you held like Nate?
You had... you had to kill them all.
You will never understand.
I didn't do this only for myself.
No. For you and all of the other kids
of your father's cult.
I was the eldest.
I was responsible.
Look, if we're gonna do this,
you've got to leave Nate alone.
That's how this works, or no deal.
All I want is what you can apparently give me.
You give that to me... I don't need Nate anymore.
(phone ringing)
Yes?
They're in position.
People say I'm...
...dangerous.
ANNOUNCER: Tune in tomorrow night
for the shocking season climax of Cult,
followed by an all new online scene presented live...
(phone ringing)
Yes?
Well, he says they're in position.
(sighs)
(engine idling)
Yeah, the car's out there.
Nobody approaches the car.
Let's do this.
(crickets chirping)
My father's church.
Why are we here?
It's your move.
Take him in but stay alert.
Where is he?
(gasps) Oh, my God.
All right, you stay outside.
(crickets chirping)
(door closes)
So what's here?
You think these are...?
You think these are the...?
Walls are
full of them.
They're decades old.
I'd say we found your Moon Hill parents for you.
Who could have done this?
Why?
I don't know.
But I kept my end.
Now you.
Here.
Thanks.
You realize
you're aiding a madman?
(phone ringing)
(phone beeps on)
Yeah?
Okay.
Well, the madman says that I'm to leave him with you
and split.
Just remember the deal.
Anybody snitches,
and we come back.
Happy trails, dog boy.
(door opens, Skye sighs)
(door closes)
(sighs)
I think it's gonna be okay now.
(laughs quietly)
I-I never thought I'd see this place again.
(phone beeps on)
We're good here.
We're done.
Leave me.
Reynolds?
Leave me!
Nobody move!
Hands! Hands!
Down on the ground. Now!
What the hell's going on?
(grunting)
Sweet mother of God.
JEFF: Oh, wait.
Zavala?
Sefton.
Cuff him and read him.
Wait. You can't arrest him for this.
ZAVALA: We got a tip.
Pretty detailed information
on Reynolds' recent activity,
like kidnapping, ***, and a connection to Sakelik.
Wait. A tip from who?
Anonymous.
You. You did this!
(crickets chirping)
(door opens)
(sighs)
Jeff.
Oh, thank God.
Oh.
Where is he?
(bowl clattering)
(laughs quietly)
(gunshots, shell casings clinking on floor)
(gasps)
Hey. It's only me.
Okay. Kell, I thought this was supposed to relax you.
It usually does.
(beeps)
It's about him, isn't it?
Our parents' killer?
And now you have a lead on him
after all this time.
I think this is all
getting to be too much for you.
(scoffs)
(beeps)
It's not too much.
I can handle it.
I've been handling it.
(clicking)
(gunshot)
What do you say, my dear Meadow?
Is she ready?
(gunshots)
She's exactly where you want her.
You're doing a wonderful thing for her, Billy.
Giving Kelly the closure she needs.
(gunshot)
She deserves.
All because I love her.
I love her more than life's breath itself.
(gunshots)
(birds singing)
(footsteps approaching)
Everything still fit?
Weird.
At least I didn't lose any weight.
I'll take some of that coffee.
You never gave up on me.
(sighs) Nate, we don't have to talk about this.
You turned your entire life upside down.
Thank you.
Nate...
Thank you.
Look...
(sighs)
I know you're dying to know all that happened to me.
You know the cops are gonna want to talk to you.
I know the detective-- I might be able
to hold him off for a couple of days,
give you some time to decompress.
Then I think we should
talk about it-- when you're ready, I'm ready.
(sighs quietly)
And...
I think you should see someone, too.
You mean, like, a shrink?
I don't need anybody like that.
Nate, after everything you've been through...
I got sucked into some serious craziness,
but I'm okay.
Really. I just want to get past it.
All of it,
as quickly as possible.
You put stuff up here?
Seemed like a good idea at the time.
You want to know a good idea?
(both laugh)
("Disparate Youth" by Santigold playing)
♪ Don't look ahead, there's stormy weather ♪
♪ Another roadblock in our way... ♪
You look stunning in that.
I should talk to him.
He's my father.
He's under arrest
for kidnapping and possibly ***.
I don't want you anywhere near Stuart,
now more than ever.
I'm definitely buying you that one.
(sighs) Thank you, Roger, but...
I've got no place to wear this.
Well, you could always wear it at the clubs in Europe.
Ibiza, perhaps. Saint-Tropez.
After the live scene tonight,
I have plans to spirit you away...
...somewhere very nice.
Just us.
Tell me how I feel about you.
Tell me.
You love me.
♪ ♪
And for years, there's been public frustration
surrounding this very issue.
Neighborhood groups
and environmental organizations alike
have lobbied for better safeguards
against flooding of the L.A. River--
what experts call "channel containment."
(knocking)
at the L.A. City Council, who refuse to...
(clicks off TV)
Hi.
Hey.
Can I come in?
Yes. Please.
You kind of left in a hurry last night.
Yeah, well, you and Nate, you know.
(sighs) What are you planning on doing with yourself
now that you have him back?
Well, uh...
figure I'd focus on work.
You know? Something I clearly haven't been doing.
I keep thinking what a great story this would make, you know?
Cult-- its crazy fans and true believers.
You know, the kind of story that might buy me a ticket
back to a real job at a real newspaper.
(sighs quietly)
I see you're still going through your father's notes.
Yeah.
Going over everything for, like, the millionth time.
(sighs) Look,
the cops are still tearing apart
Kellian's bizarro church.
I figure we need to stay on top of them
just in case they turn up some new lead
on your father's disappearance.
Jeff, you got Nate back.
I'm really happy for you.
But you don't owe me anything.
(laughs): I owe you... everything.
I mean, without you I wouldn't have Nate back.
Look... you want to know why I'm here?
I'm here to help you.
Help you find your father.
We're not done.
We are...
...are not done.
(moans softly)
(door creaks)
(buzzer sounds)
(door opens)
My parents...
all... our parents...
followed your father,
and because of that, they endured
horrific... deaths.
My father discovered something.
Something about television, about the power
of television. He made that discovery
25 years ago, but it still ties in
to the messages of Cult today.
Cult is dangerous.
What your father discovered killed our parents.
The rest of us found our answer.
We know our parents' fate.
We don't care... about Cult!
What about my father's work, what he found?
We still don't know the answer to that!
I need to know!
Your search...
for answers about your father... is over.
Like hell it is!
JEFF (over phone): I don't understand.
What do you mean Reynolds was released?
He was charged with kidnapping and ***.
Multiple murders.
Look, the judge took his passport,
slapped him with a crazy-*** bail--
the guy's got a whole platoon of lawyers.
Well, how long has he been out?
He walked two hours ago. One more thing.
You'd asked about the head count of the bodies found in the walls
of the abandoned church.
You said 32, right?
Yeah.
The final count was 31.
Okay, uh, thanks again.
Nate?
Nate!
I just saw Dustin Wartell leaving the house.
What the hell's going on?
Who's Quentin Yarrow?
JEFF: You invited him here?
He was my friend.
Friend?
After everything he did to you?
When Dustin was in the program with me,
Nate,
he's dangerous!
Stay away from him.
Now, why did you ask me about Quentin Yarrow?
When we pulled everything off the wall,
I saw you had some of his notes,
and they had something to do with Moon Hill.
What do you know about Moon Hill?
I heard Stuart mention it a bunch of times.
If you're not over this...
But I want to be.
If you're not over it, Nate... don't freeze me out.
Okay?
Just tell me what you know.
There's nothing more to tell.
Jeff, I just need you to trust me again.
All of this goes in here.
I'm using it
to write a story.
You stay away from it.
You want me to trust you,
you're gonna have to earn it.
You do not do this on your own, Kelly.
It's probably nothing. It's a long shot.
No! You have a lead on this killer,
I need to be there with you.
You're not part of this one, Paz.
Listen to me.
You're too close to this.
This man murdered your parents.
I need to be with you-- now, tell me
(beep)
Kelly!
Damn it!
(gasps)
(panting)
(gasping)
(grunting)
(coughing)
(panting)
Hey, Marti.
Hey!
Of course.
The police detective.
Retired detective.
So, what are you doing back at the studio?
I thought you were wrapped after we finished the last episode.
I've come to clean out my trailer.
Aw.
Are you gonna
stay for the live show tonight?
You can watch me fall flat on my face.
Are you kidding? You're gonna be great.
Oh. Sorry, excuse me
Yeah. Yes.
Hi! It's great to see you back at work.
Oh.
Yeah, well,
I just had some personal business I had to take care of,
but that's all finished now.
Hmm.
What's going on?
Nothing's going on. Everything is great.
Actually, really great.
(chuckles)
Does this have anything to do with Jeff?
(chuckles)
That's great.
You guys just looked right
together, you know,
no matter how hard you kept trying to pretend.
Well, no more pretending.
Answer it.
We'll catch up later,
okay?
Hi.
Yeah, I'm good.
How's Nate doing?
You know, honestly I wish I knew.
Well, he's certainly happy to be free, but...
But what?
Uh, he says he's over it, but...
I know he's not.
Well, look, whatever happens, we'll get him through it.
We. (chuckles)
(phone beeping)
What was that?
It's a video chat invitation.
Here, let me call you right back.
I'll see you later tonight?
Definitely.
(staticky audio)
(distorted): Jeff Sefton?
That's right.
Who is this?
Someone who shares a mutual interest with you, Mr. Sefton.
In fact, more than one.
For example, Cult.
I have zero interest in Cult.
That's a lie and you know it.
There's a great story in there just waiting to be told,
but I strongly suggest that...
you don't write it.
Look, I don't know who you are...
Keep away from your brother, Jeff. He's already led you
to places you shouldn't have gone.
And how do you know this?
Do not follow him.
Enough people have died already.
If you know so much, why don't you cut
the creepy phone call crap and let's meet?
I suspect we will.
Curiously,
you and I are already very close.
(phone ringing)
What part of "I am not to be disturbed"
do you not understand?
Bring him in.
(moaning)
(grunts)
(grunts loudly)
BILLY: Ah, you remember him. Good.
It's been over 20 years,
but he's got such a very distinctive look.
(grunts)
Hard to
forget the face of the man who murdered your parents.
His name is Henry.
Not that it matters.
What is this, Billy?
(grunts)
This is Judgment Day.
(bullets clattering)
(grunts)
What?
(panting)
Don't want you
to miss out on the fun, Henry.
You let me go.
BILLY: No, see, that's not gonna happen.
Well, I suppose it might.
It's all really up to Kelly here.
(Kelly gasps)
He doesn't remember you, Kelly.
You meant nothing to him,
and he has meant everything to you.
No. This isn't right, Billy.
What are you doing?
Know so well the pain you caused me
by pretending not to love me back.
And I need that pain ended.
Ended.
(gasps)
No.
(grunts)
If that's your choice.
(pants)
But here's the deal...
...one gun, one bullet.
The man
who killed your mother right in front of you.
You kill him in cold blood...
...and you will have
cleaved to me and my ways as you never let yourself before.
Or make me your target.
Or yourself.
It's your choice.
Whichever you choose,
my pain is over.
But no one leaves this room
until that bullet finds its home.
ANNOUNCER: You may think Cult is over, but it's not.
Coming up in 90 minutes, the final shocking moments of Cult,
presented live only online at cwtv.com/cult.
Any word?
No. He was gone when I got back.
(sighs) Look, Skye,
he started pulling everything out of the trash,
started asking me about Moon Hill and about your father.
Look, Nate is
clearly not giving up on this.
So neither am I.
I checked my Web history.
Nate was searching for the Moon Hill address up in Arrowhead.
(Roger laughs)
Insane.
What? And ruin the surprise?
There's only one bullet. You can't both
Steven Rae is having all
three of us rigged with squibs.
Marti's being prepped in her trailer even now,
so nobody on the set can send out a spoiler
before the live scene.
Only the actors and director know and Steven.
MAN: 15 minutes
to air, people. 15 minutes.
Any sign of Steven Rae?
Who knows? Rumor is he's skulking around.
Kirstie.
I'm a fan.
What can I say?
But I'm only here for you now.
Only you.
Looks like nobody's been here since Annabelle was shot.
(banging)
(banging continues)
Nate.
Put the ax down.
No.
Jeff, we're so close.
Stuart, this is over for you.
This isn't over.
Not for any of us.
What? You can just walk away?
After everything you've learned?
NATE: Your father was
Quentin Yarrow?
Yes.
Why are you interested in him?
He knew all about this place--
about Moon Hill, about Phillip Kellian,
about all of it.
It's all in there--
the answers to what Phillip Kellian discovered.
Don't you want to know what your father was looking for?
Damn it, Jeff, we're literally inches from knowing.
Give me the ax, Nate.
Nate, give it to me.
(grunts, pants)
(grunts)
It's a passageway.
Get down on the ground.
Put your hands behind your back.
Or what, you'll shoot me?
If that's your choice...
No one's choosing.
No one is going to die today, Billy.
Doesn't need to be today.
We've got all the time in the world.
We don't leave until you choose.
(sighs)
Looks like some kind of shelter.
All those years I lived here...
I never knew this was here.
(water dripping quietly)
Over here.
My father's handwriting.
He wrote these.
Jeff?
No.
(soft, trembling): No.
(sobbing)
We found them.
Phillip Kellian.
Looks like the shelf fell on him.
Some kind of accident.
Looks like
it was made centuries ago.
You know what it kind of looks like?
TV remote.
No. I'm not playing your game.
Do you remember, Kelly,
how Henry cut your parents into pieces so small,
they never found all of them?
The pain of that,
of witnessing that has never left you,
and it never will until you kill it.
Kill the pain.
Pick it up!
Use it!
(gasping breath)
(groans)
You asked me
to kill for you, and I never did.
I never killed for you.
But this isn't for me.
(pants)
♪ ♪
(Kelly groaning)
Wait, I think I found the first...
the first entry here.
Dated 1987.
It looks like Phillip started it the first night he returned.
The same night the other Moon Hill adults were killed.
Killed by who? By him?
No.
It looks like they were killed
by the group they were trying to join.
The group your father
led them to.
I think I know who the group is.
The circled "M."
It's like on the disk.
SKYE: Yeah, the circled "M."
Except for look how it's written on the page--
it's not an "M,"
it's an "E."
"The circle of Erasmus."
NATE: But why
would they kill all the Moon Hill adults?
And why spare my father?
It's more likely he escaped.
Yeah, but was so afraid...
he came down here to hide.
Wait a second.
It's the circled "E."
(door opens in distance)
Someone's here.
What is this, Dustin?
What are you doing?
Stop this now.
Let go of me!
You've betrayed us.
You used us.
This-- this is all personal for you.
You made us think that it was about the show,
protecting the show, but it wasn't.
Dustin... what do you want?
You want money?
I'm not about the money.
I'm about the show.
Always have been.
Dustin, what are you gonna do?
You're going for a ride in my van.
You know what that's about.
No.
You can't do this to me.
Dude let us know where we could find you all.
You can thank him.
(sobs, gasps): My...
Dad?
Hello, pumpkin.
Quentin Yarrow?
What is this?
Dad, what are you doing here?
He murdered your parents! Your mother and father!
Look at him!
(sobs)
(soft gasp) If that's your choice.
But you don't deserve to die.
(Kelly screams)
(grunts)
(weak, gasping breaths)
(Henry laughing)
(continues laughing)
(gasping breath)
(gasps)
H-Help me.
I'm shot.
(continues laughing)
Help me.
Please!
(pants) I've been shot!
(gasping, excited chatter)
Roger? Roger! Roger!
This is real! No, this is real!
Stop it, stop it.
(distorted voices)
Roger?
Somebody call an ambulance!
Help him, please!
MAN: Call 911! Get a doctor here!
Breathe.
Breathe.
(distorted voices continue)
I warned you... to stay away from your brother.
You called me.
What is that?
And what do you want with it?
Well, hey...
(whispering): ...these things just snap right off.
(trembling breath)
♪ Everybody knows ♪
♪ That the dice are loaded ♪
♪ Everybody rolls ♪
♪ With their fingers crossed ♪
♪ Everybody knows ♪
♪ The war is over ♪
♪ Everybody knows ♪
♪ The good guys lost ♪
♪ Everybody knows. ♪
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