Well, Kevin, that is a kind offer. Take me home, give a polite little beep as you drive off, but you should know that I have every intention of reporting you to the actual authorities. I will tell them that I was abducted off the street, and I will identify my attackers. And they will take your job, and then they will take your child. You want to undo this, but I simply cannot allow that, so You're just going to have to batten down the hatches and finish what you started here, my friend. Now get me a fuckin' cigarette!
S1 E15Unfinished Business
Just so you know, it is possible for some people to be okay, Jill.
Are you okay, Aimee?
I, am fucking fantastic, and I've got to say that I think your dad could be too if you'd just fucking let him.
Did you fuck him?
What?
Did you? Did you fuck my dad?
Yeah, Jill. I did. I fucked your dad. And I felt really bad about it, so I was like, "Hey, Mr. Garvey, this is so wrong." But he was like, "Hey, let's stop pretending to be OK because no one is OK." And he was totally right. And he was so hard, Jill. So I fucked the shit out of him on top of a pile of guns.
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
You may be able to shed some light about your friend here, but as far as I can tell, he's a ghost.
I prefer to think of myself as a guardian angel.
Boy are you fucked.
Tell me.
You're wondering if I have a sense of debt to you for saving my life. Maybe, I'll change my mind about decimating yours?
But you won't.
No, I won't. Oh, it's a pickle- can't let me go, won't let me die. Oh what to do, Kevin, what to fucking do?
What do you want?
I want you to understand.
Understand what?
Ever think about the fourteenth? The fourteenth of October? The great vanishing, the Sudden Departure, the clusterfuck of the modern era. When's the last time you really thought about it?
I don't.
Me, I think about it every fuckin' waking moment. I mean come on, what else is there to think about?
So you know where they went- what happened?
It doesn't matter what happened! But the difference between you and me is that I accept that it did. And while you push it aside, while you ignore it, we strip ourselves of everything that distracts us from it. We strip away the colorful diversions that keep us from remembering. We strip away attachment, fear, and love, and hatred, and anger, until we are... erased. Until we are a blank slate. We are living reminders of what you try so desperately to forget. And we are ready. And we are waiting. Because it's not gonna' be long now.
Now I know why you don't fuckin' talk. I've gotta' hand it to you Patti that is such an impressive line of fuckin' bullshit.
Well Laurie obviously disagrees with you.
Laurie didn't join you to become a living fucking reminder.
Then why did she?
Because I failed her.
Oh, you think she came to us because of you? Because of what you did with your dirty dick? Yes, Kevin, there was a time when I told Laurie everything. And then there was a time when she told me everything. But she came to me because I could offer her something that you could not: purpose. That's all any of us want now, every single one of us. Not answers, not love- just a reason to exist. Something to live for. Something to die for.
Did Gladys have a purpose?
Ah, you remember her name!
Of course I remember her fucking name.
Well Kevin, that was the point! That woman was brutally murdered- death by a hundred stones- and now, she can't be forgotten.
Did you murder her?
[pause] She was okay with it. And when Laurie's time comes she will be okay with it too. And it's coming. So soon. And you are all ready, all you need is just a little push.
You want me to kill you.
Oh Kevin, you can't kill me, you don't have the fuckin' balls. I want you to commit. I want you to finish what you started. I want you to go all the way. I want you to say you understand.
Understand what?
What happened! What's happening. To me. To you. Oh vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire, the Horses of Disaster plunge through the heavy clay: Beloved, let your eyes half close and your heart beat over my heart, and you hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's lonely hour in deep twilight of rest, And hiding their tossing manes, and tumultuous feet. Kevin? Kevin. Kevin Garvey. You don't have to hide from me.
[stares a moment] You're going home. [kneels and starts cutting her loose] You're not gonna' tell anyone what I did to you. Because I'll fuckin' tell them. Lose my fuckin' job, so fuckin' be it. But I am not gonna' lose my mind listening to the words coming out of your fucking mouth. No, Patti. No. I don't understand you.
[picks up a piece of broken glass as Kevin walks toward the door to leave] Kevin!
[he turns to face her]
You do understand.
[Patti stabs herself in the neck, blood pouring down her body as she collapses]
Oh Jesus! Oh God! [rushes to Patti and lowers her to the floor, removing the shard from her neck] What the fuck did you do? What the fuck did you do?
You understand...
I think something's fucking wrong with me.
I think you're right.
Why isn't it enough?
Because every man rebels against the idea that 'this is fucking it.' Fights windmills, saves fucking damsels, all in search of greater purpose. [pause] You have no greater purpose. Because - 'it' - is enough... So cut the shit, K?
[voiceover, in a letter] Dear Kevin, I need to say goodbye to someone I care about, someone who's still here, so I'm saying it to you. You were good to me Kevin, and sometimes when we were together, I remembered who I used to be before everything changed, but I was pretending. Pretending as if I hadn't lost everything. I want to believe it can all go back to the way it was, I want to believe I'm not surrounded by the abandoned ruin of a dead civilization, I want to believe it's still possible to get close to someone. But it's easier not to. It's easier because I'm a coward and I couldn't take the pain, not again. I know that's not fair, Kevin. You've lost so much too, and you're strong. You're still here. But I can't be, not anymore. I tried to get better, Kevin. I didn't want to feel this way, so I took a shortcut. But it led me right back home. And do you know what I found when I got there? I found them, Kevin, right where I left them. Right where they left me. It took me three years to accept the truth, but now I know there's no going back, no fixing it. I'm beyond repair. Maybe we're all beyond repair. I can't go on the way I'm living, but I don't have the power to die. But I have to move towards something. Anything. I'm not sure where I'm going, just away. Away from all this. I think about a place where nobody will know what happened to me, but then I worry I'll forget them, but I don't want to ever forget them, I can't. They were my family. I think I loved you, Kevin, and maybe you loved me too. I wish I could say this to you instead of writing it, I wish I could see you one last time to thank you and wish you well, and tell you how much you mean to me, but I can't. Like I said, I'm a coward. So, wish me luck, I think I'm going to need it. Love, Nora.
Who is this?
This is Lily.
Well, hello, Lily. She's adorable.
Thank you.
[to Jill] Is she adopted or did your mom fuck a black dude?
Evie!
Well, I was in prison.
Oh, yeah? Well, how long were you there for?
Six years, 119 days.
They think you're kidding.
Oh, sorry, no. I really was. Travis County Unit. Go ahead. Go ahead and ask.
What?
What I did. It's what everybody wants to know.
Oh, that's none of our business.
What'd you do?
Huh. Attempted murder.
What happened?
Well, didn't try hard enough.
He's trying to help? This man is crazy. He killed a goat on October 14 Before any of us knew what happened and he was locked up in jail where he should have stayed. But then all y'all decided that Jerry must have saved us, that Jerry knew something. He sacrificed something to protect us. So now he's a holy man and he gets to walk around here Killing goats whenever he feels like it just in case? Babe, can you calm down, please? No, you let him do it, too. If there aren't any miracles in Miracle, then why does he get a pass? Cecilia, you were trying on your wedding dress when it happened, huh? So now you put it on every day and you take pictures with the tourists, huh? Number 13 on the audio tour. Well, maybe you were the one that saved us. Maybe, huh? We are the 9,261 and we are spared. We're spared. We're not spared. We're not safe. All this shit we're walking around here doing, it doesn't matter. It doesn't work. My daughter is gone. So no. No, Jerry. She departed.
I was gonna leave John. You're surprised because we seem so happy. My Grandmother was born here. She lived here all her life. She used to tell us kids this place is chosen. The Good Lord pointed His finger down on the final day of creation "You. The Jarden of Eden." We didn't believe her, but she said there was a way to prove it, a way to make your wishes come true. You take a bird, you put it in a box and you bury it. Anywhere in the woods is fine. And you wait. You wait three days, you come back, dig it up, and if it's alive, right then is when you make your wish. Little girls believe all sorts of things, but I knew pretend when I heard it. Birds living in the ground for three days is pretend. Making wishes is pretend. The Good Lord is pretend. And then on October 14, people went away from everywhere except here. That was real. That happened. My Grandma had been dead for 10 years, but she was right. This place was chosen. And about a month ago, I was walking out to my car and I saw it. A sparrow right by the driver's side door lying there like it was trying to get me to help it. It was dehydrated. Almost dead. You think I nursed it back to health, Nora? Depending on the size of the box, a bird can survive 20 hours. Anything over 30 hours is medically impossible. And like I said, this bird, it didn't have anything left. So I waited the three days. I jogged out to the woods, I dug up the box, and I made my wish before I opened it. I wished that my kids would be okay if I left. Because they had no idea I needed to go. No idea what it's like to pretend. Michael, he has his faith. He'd be fine. But Evie, she wouldn't understand. It would break her heart. So I wished that she'd be okay without me. I opened up the box, the bird flew out. And the next night my daughter was gone.
Well, Erika, that's just...that's quite a stretch. Your logic, I'm sorry, it's a little all over the place, don't you think?
Well, what do you think?
You wanted to leave your husband. Okay, so why didn't he go? Why didn't you? disappeared three years ago. Did you wish them away, too? Because that's a lot of birds to bury, Erika. That's a flock of epic proportions. I get it. I felt the same as you. I, I felt responsible for losing my children. I thought it was my fault. But I moved past it. I evolved. Because that's pathetic. Terrible things happen in this world. And the only comfort we get is that we didn't cause them. So I'm sorry, but Erika, this had nothing to do with you.
Did they depart or did they die?
What?
Your children. You said you lost them. Did they depart or did they die?
They departed.
We need to talk.
Can we do this tomorrow?
It's important.
Yes, honey, I know it's important, but can we just...
I need to talk to you now, Nora. Have you been noticing that I've been kind of losing my mind? What? I'm letting you handcuff me to the bed every night And we're acting like that's totally normal. I left the baby, I forgot the baby and you act like that's no big deal.
You had your hands full. It happens.
I'm seeing someone.
What?
Um, I've been seeing someone.
Who?
Patti Levin. She ran the Guilty Remnant in Mapleton.
But she's dead.
It started happening right after we found Lily, when you moved in. I thought she'd go away when we came here. She didn't.
Are you seeing her right now?
Yeah.
Is she talking to you?
Yeah.
What's she saying?
She's saying... she's saying I never should have told you about her. And that I just made a big mistake.
This is hard, huh? Not knowing what's gonna happen. You must be curious about what I'm gonna do when we get to Texas. Are you, Tom? 'Cause it's pretty fucking amazing what I'm gonna do.
Why'd you fuck me? I know why you poured gasoline on me. I know why you threatened me, to try to send a message to my mom. But why did you fuck me?
...
To get you pregnant.
What?
I wanted to get you pregnant. That's why I fucked you, Tom.
I can't get over it.
What?
Well, seeing you here in Texas. What? It's pretty amazing, don't you think?
Not really. I mean, if we were just anywhere, it would be a coincidence, but we're here in Miracle. I think we both came here for the same reason.
What reason is that?
Because this place is safe.
Now that you've left the Remnant.
Meg Abbott'’': Exactly. It was really hard to get away, you know, because they're everywhere. But I started to think to myself, there must be somewhere that the Guilty Remnant wouldn't work, you know? Wouldn't work? Right, because in order to get someone to join them, that person needs be in pain. And the people on the other side of that bridge, Matt, they were spared. They're just not suffering like the rest of us are.
You know, Megan, I don't think you're being entirely honest with me.
You think I'd lie to a priest?
Today is the anniversary, isn't it?
Of the Departure? No, I believe that's tomorrow.
Not the Departure. Your mother's death. You do remember attacking me in Mapleton? I was outside your house handing out fliers with your mother's photo on them. I know it was cruel. I'm sorry for digging into your life like that, but I was doing everything I could to make you feel again.
I had forgotten that.
Well, then I apologize for being your living reminder.
Can I ask you something?
Sure.
What you waiting for?
I'm sorry?
You and all these people out here, you're so close. It's right there. Just over the bridge. You want it, but you're not doing anything to get it. So what are you waiting for? You want me to tell you?
Yes.
You're waiting for me.
This guy, this hippie with a red headband, walks right up to me and says, "Do you wanna talk to God?" So I said, "Fuck, yeah, I wanna talk to God." And he said, "Then you've gotta talk in God's tongue, mate." God's tongue, it turns out, is an experimental, high-end hallucinogen this guy brews in his basement. And I wake up two weeks later in a hotel room in Perth on the opposite fucking coast.
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