(suspenseful music)
- She was already gone when I got here.
I'm sorry.
- This should cover your services.
- I'd like to, but, ah, I can't.
But whatever that thing was inside of your mother,
just try not to blame her for taking her own life.
(Maria sighs)
David, where the hell are you?
You left me hanging.
Lucky for you, it was a false alarm,
but Abigail didn't eat
and I don't wanna lose control of her.
Call me back.
- [Enos] Your brother can't help you.
- [Maria] Dad?
(ghostly whispering)
- Princess.
I don't wanna hurt you.
I just want my family back again.
You, me, and your brother David.
Give your daddy a hug.
- No!
This is just a dream!
This isn't real.
- It's not real yet, but it will be soon.
- Get off of me!
(pounding rock music)
(indistinct shouting)
- I'm commanding you to get out of this good woman.
Get out of this good woman!
Out!
Out, Devil!
Out!
And be gone!
- [Woman] Cast the Devil out!
- Bless you!
God bless you!
(cheers and applause)
- [Woman] Hallelujah!
- [Man] Hey!
Yeah, David!
- The Devil has no power here.
- [All] No!
- No power here!
Now, who's next?
- Pastor, please.
My son, Jeremy.
- [Man] You heal him.
- He's got something very bad inside of him.
- Oh, Reverend! - You heal him!
- We, all of us, have a piece of darkness in our souls.
Is it true what your mother says?
- I wanna be good.
- I know you do.
But the Devil takes over sometimes, doesn't he?
But I'll tell you this!
That is not the way it's gonna be here tonight!
(cheers and applause)
Come out of there, Devil!
Come on.
Out, foul demon!
Out!
(crowd screams)
(Reverand screams)
(Cross My Heart's "Wild Side")
* I've been on my best behavior *
* But I've heard that good girls finish last *
* Mm mm
* And once you're gone they say no one can save you *
* But who knows
* If I go I may never want to ever come back *
* Oh
* I just wanna dance with the Devil tonight *
* I wanna know what it feels like *
* I wanna close my eyes
* Put my hands in the sky
* I wanna walk on the wild side *
* I wanna dance with the Devil tonight *
* I wanna know what it feels like *
* I wanna close my eyes
* Put my hands in the sky
* I wanna walk on the wild side *
- [David] They call Charleston the Holy City.
More churches here than any other place in America,
like the ground itself was some heathen that needed saving.
But like people, there are some places that can't be saved.
- I had another dream about Dad last night.
- Shh.
Try not to think about that now.
Keep your mind on the job.
I got a real good lead on this one.
She'll be good money.
Nice neighborhood.
- Too old money for my tastes.
(knocking)
- You Jeremy Ryan's dad?
- I'm the stepfather.
How can I help you?
- Tory, it's them.
(car alarm beeps)
- You need all this?
We're only going away for two days.
- Everything in here, I need it, okay?
- David.
(door creaks and closes)
- These are the people I called to help us with Jeremy.
- They look more like con artists than exorcists.
What church are you from?
(kettle whistles) (soft banging)
Damn kettle.
- About a month ago, it started,
right after Tory and I got back from our honeymoon.
- Be careful.
I'm here.
- At first, I thought Jeremy was just acting out.
The way boys his age can get when there are changes at home.
But then, I'm telling you, something happened.
That's not my Jeremy anymore.
- Is this your son's room, Mrs. Culland?
Please have David come on up, but no one can interrupt me.
(ominous music)
Jeremy?
(eerie whispering)
(Jeremy giggling)
- [Jeremy] Over here.
(door slams) (Maria gasps)
- Let's go, Abigail.
I need you now.
(flies buzzing)
- Please.
Please help me.
Please.
- Jeremy?
Abigail!
I said out, you bitch!
(Maria groans)
(suspenseful music)
- Can you believe that tramp called me a bitch?
- Abigail.
- Is that you in there, Verrin?
- You turned against your own kind.
- You're next.
(laughs)
Aah!
- Please, please.
Please don't take my demon away.
It's the only thing that keeps me safe from my stepdad.
- Get back here!
Aah!
- Mom!
- Sounds like we're done here, Mar.
- Aah!
Hey, big brother.
Demon got away, and I'm starving.
But maybe I'll take a bite out of your soul first.
- Bring back Maria!
- Or what?
- I let you do whatever you want to me,
then I tell Maria,
and she blows her brains out and sends you back to hell.
- Mom!
Mom!
Mom, what's happening?
- Jeremy?
- Mom!
- Oh.
- Jeremy!
Are you really back?
Are you okay?
Are you back?
- Is the boy back to normal?
- What have you been doing to him?
- I beg your pardon?
- There's still a monster in this house,
and it's not the boy, it's you.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
- You get your white-trash sister out of here.
- Hey, David!
- Don't talk to her like that!
- The demon got away.
Let's go.
- Are you okay?
- Maria handles other peoples' demons.
I handle her demon, Abigail.
It's what I'm good at,
'cause I understand demons better than most.
We all have them,
and all they need is a foothold to take control:
pain, fear, or even desire.
Welcome back, sunshine.
- Can I get a glass of milk?
- The kind you like, make your ass real fat.
- Shit, did I do that to your neck?
- It's not your fault.
Abigail was still in control when I walked in that room.
Please don't do that.
You promised you wouldn't blame yourself again.
It's Abigail's fault for letting that thing get away.
Believe me, I am fine.
There are eggs in the fridge if you're still hungry.
I'm gonna take the car, go check on another job.
- Since when do we have any food in the house?
- Today's payday, right?
I'll pick up a bottle of wine or, you know,
whatever for you, and we can divvy up the rest
when I get back.
What the hell, Maria?
- You shouldn't have taken that bastard's money.
- Why wouldn't I?
- Because we didn't finish the job.
That demon got away, and it could still come back.
You know that.
Something was different about this one.
They're getting stronger,
and she's getting harder to control.
- Well, anyway, you want your cut or no?
- I'm the one cutting you in, David.
That means we play by my rules.
- What am I, your charity case?
I look after you.
What if Abigail had turned on that kid's family?
You want another situation like what happened in Memphis?
- Stop it.
- Look, okay, I'm sorry.
I didn't...
Just don't forget how bad it was before we came back here.
That demon bitch is the parasite here, not me.
- I told you, don't call her a bitch.
- What, now you're defending her?
Just remember why we came back here.
The Eye of Everlasting has to be in Charleston.
If Dad used it to put Abigail inside of you,
maybe we can use it to get her out.
- I'm just exhausted.
- I know.
I'm trying to take care of you.
Doing the best I can.
- It's like I can still feel Dad in the city sometimes.
Like I can smell him in the damn tap water.
- Let's just not make things any harder
than they already are.
Okay?
Here, 40% for you.
40% for me.
And 20% for the housing fund,
so we can get the hell out of this trailer park.
I love you, Mar.
Meet ya at the flea market after.
- You know those funds are going into his veins.
- Abigail, the next time you lay a finger on my brother,
I swear I'll kill you and me both.
- Don't tell me you believe in all his
Eye of Everlasting bullshit.
Come on, Maria.
You really think some old relic is going to get rid of me?
I'm part of you.
Daddy made sure of that.
(knocking at door)
(Maria sighs)
- Hi, Corky.
- We gonna do this every month or what?
Where's the rent, Abascal?
- We paid you last week.
- Is that what your brother told ya?
- Oh, damn it, David.
This is all I got now.
We'll give you the rest soon.
- You know, my offer from last month still stands, baby.
- For your own good, you should leave now.
Otherwise you might see a side of me you won't like.
- You gonna hurt me?
(breathes heavily)
Maybe I like that.
- I'm trying to warn you, creep.
- Maybe you're into that kind of kink?
- [Abigail] Get out of here!
- Aah!
Hey, Abascal, you're paying for that.
I'm putting that on your bill.
- I can't blame my sister for being
a little prickly around people.
It happens when you're afraid of letting your blood
get too hot from anger or from passion.
- Thanks, Dusty.
- [Man] Order up!
Order up!
* With the sweetest face and gentlest hands *
* I love the ground
- I'm also seeing...
Hmm...
Loneliness.
- That's true.
Which line told you that?
- This here's a bona fide hoodoo love charm.
Most assured way to break a lonely streak,
and today it's only $80.
- If you say it'll help.
- Oh, definitely.
- Is that what I think it is?
My niece lost a chain just like that down the tub,
and the Walmart tells me they're all out of stock.
I hate to turn this into a bidding war,
but I'd be willing to go $10 for that necklace.
- No, this is a bona fide charm that...
Anyone ever tell you that you're bad luck?
- We're all dealt a bad hand.
Trick is how you play it.
How much for a reading?
- $20.
- Your sign says $5.
- Sign's old.
(Maria sighs)
Don't get a lot of preacher men at my table.
Kind of goes against your rules, doesn't it?
- Well, it's not really me I'm interested in hearing about.
- I know you?
- Reverend Elijah Bledsoe.
- Maria Abascal,
and if this is your way of trying to launch
into some kind of sermon,
you can go peddle your God somewhere else.
- Fair enough.
What if I can guess the card in my hand?
- You hustling me, Rev?
- It's your deck.
Tell you what.
You win, you keep my money.
You lose, I do my best to keep the sermon brief.
Devil.
- What did you call me?
- Not you, the tarot.
That's my guess.
The card of the Devil.
- Let's see it, Rev.
- Something wrong?
- You're lucky I'm good at controlling my temper.
- People seldom in control as they think.
- Now, I know men in your industry
aren't particularly versed when it comes to women,
but when one's looking at you
the way my sister's eyeballing you right now,
means she wants you to leave.
- Miss.
- Guess we'll have to postpone that sermon.
- I'm a patient man.
(Maria sighs)
- You good, Mar?
Looked like you were about ready to kill that man of God.
- Just-
- Oh, hey, watch your temper.
- My temper's just where I want it.
Are you high right now?
You didn't chip a little?
- I'm trying to kick it.
It takes time.
- Is that what happened to all our rent money?
You know I love you, David,
but I'm depending on you.
Any word on that other job?
- False alarm.
We all have our demons.
Preying on broken souls.
At least us and Abigail, we got our own kind of arrangement.
Finding her other demons to prey on instead.
But there are some kinds of demons
that aren't so easy to satisfy.
- [Sweetmouth] Looky here.
- Sweetmouth, good to see you.
- [Sweetmouth] Always here.
- Got anything for me?
- Good feelings ain't free,
and you still owe me for the last get-go.
- I got your money here.
Right?
(chuckles)
- Not enough.
- Well, that's all I got.
- No cheddar, no cheese.
And I don't care if you have to beg, borrow, or steal.
You owe, you pay, one way or another.
- Easy.
You know, I'll get it for you.
I know where to get the money.
- Now, you have it tonight,
or I'll show you just how sweet I can be.
- [David] Like I said, all our demons need is a foothold.
- [Sweetmouth] Now I gots to go.
- [David] Just the smallest crack in our souls
for them to slip through. - Please stop hitting me.
(belt cracks)
- You gonna start behaving?
Hmm?
- No, please, no more.
- [Brenda] Tory, don't.
No!
- [Maria] Oh, God.
(Maria moaning)
- [Abigail] You say you hate me, Maria,
but if it wasn't for me, you'd never have any fun at all.
(knocking at door)
- [Bledsoe] Maria, it's Reverend Bledsoe.
It's time for that sermon.
- Damn it.
How'd you know where I live?
- You're not hard to find.
So do any of these trinkets
actually help with your condition?
- Look, you aren't the first holy roller to get wind
of some wild rumor about the spooky flea market witch.
I'll let you brag to your Bible buddies
that you were the first one I ever offered a root beer,
but only if you promise to keep your sermon short and sweet.
- Fair enough.
I have a job for you.
- Like I told you this morning,
20 bucks a reading.
Except now it'll cost you 50, after hours and all.
- This job is for her.
A girl has to eat, isn't that right?
Abigail has to eat?
- How do you know about her?
- I know that everyone in Charleston
likes a good ghost story,
and I've been hearing about a genuine exorcist
who just rolled into town.
- Blow me, preacher man.
- Your daddy teach you to talk like that?
- My daddy was a degenerate drunk,
and that's all you need to know.
- Come on, now.
We both know that isn't true.
Enos Abascal was something worse.
(suspenseful music)
(voices chanting in demonic language)
I can help you, Maria, but first,
you're gonna help me.
(thunder rumbles)
- [David] Sometimes to quiet our demons,
we have to do bad things.
- We've been after the Eye for years.
Where did you get this?
- I was there when the police raided your father's compound.
Believe me, it wasn't supposed to be-
- A massacre?
(people screaming)
My brother and I were the only ones who got out alive.
- Maria!
(people screaming)
- I watched 200 people burn.
- The Order of Everlasting was a doomsday cult,
and what Enos did to you there...
Maria, not everyone can turn a curse into a gift,
water into wine.
- I didn't want this gift.
I just want a normal life, and I want my demon out of me.
- That pendant alone can't do anything.
The only way that it's ever gonna happen
is to face the man that put her there.
- My dad destroyed my life and then died in that fire
like everyone else.
- [Bledsoe] Not everyone.
(thunder booms)
- [David] This is David.
I'm not here to answer your call right now.
Please leave...
(voice mail beeps)
- Damn you, David.
I'm with that priest from the flea market.
We're at the Charleston nuthouse, fifth floor.
I'm not sure what I'm getting myself into.
I need you.
What am I doing here?
- [Bledsoe] You're gonna have to have a little faith.
Maria?
- [Maria] Abigail's getting stronger.
This place, it's like there's something familiar here.
- God gave us free will for a reason.
You control what's inside you.
- Sometimes, Rev.
- Come on.
(thunder rumbling)
- It's Waterford Crystal.
$1,500.
The five-digit items are upstairs.
Come on.
Don't you wanna see the goods?
(cell phone vibrating)
- Can I get a rain check?
Damn.
- Who's in there?
- You and David weren't the only ones
who survived that raid.
- I think you remember my daughter, Grace.
- Oh, my God.
Grace.
Do you remember me?
It's Maria from Everlasting.
- All these years, I thought she was gone,
burned in that fire along with everyone else.
Then three months ago, I get a call from this hospital,
telling me my daughter's just been committed.
Checked in by some convict that she had been living with
after escaping the raid.
(Grace muttering indistinctly)
Just hearing that my Gracie was still alive,
I can't tell you how thankful
I was to God for His mercy...
Until I saw what had happened to her.
I knew God had nothing to do with this.
We've had to keep her heavily sedated.
It's the only way we've been able to control her.
(Grace muttering indistinctly)
Maria, the doctors will never be able to cure her.
Only you.
I can't lose her again.
- Hey.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
Open the door!
- Is that you, Mommy?
Is that you, Mommy?
You're not Mommy.
(thunder cracks)
- Maria!
Maria!
(both grunting)
- Maria!
- Maria's not here.
- Maria's mommy left too.
- Died in a car accident, bitch!
(Grace laughs)
- No, not an accident at all.
- Where is she?
- Calm down.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Unlock that door!
- Hey, take it easy.
- She needs me!
Maria!
- Time for you to go meet Mommy now.
(Grace screaming)
- Yes!
Mine now!
- Maria.
Back off, Abigail.
- Just one kiss from the priest, then Maria's all yours.
- Maria!
Maria!
- Hey, baby.
Baby, you okay?
You okay?
- David.
Oh!
- It's all right.
- Where were you?
- I'm here now.
- Gracie.
Gracie.
- Maria.
- [David] Abigail was right all along.
Maybe that's what hurts most.
All these years searching,
hoping the Eye of Everlasting was gonna fix everything.
Turns out some things aren't so easy to fix.
* So cold
* We're frozen
(knocking)
- Did you fix my door, Dusty?
- I know how to cook too.
- You coming on to me?
- Yeah.
I guess I am.
And I make a mean fish stew.
You want some?
- I'd like to, but I don't think that's a good idea.
* Time slows
* Now we are unbroken
- Thanks, Dusty.
- Good night.
(Maria sighs)
- Where are you going?
- You got your fix, and I got a date.
- Are you sure?
- Hey, you'll be fine.
I'll be back soon.
Okay?
- Don't torture yourself.
The past is the past.
You learn how to accept it after a few thousand years.
- I loved him.
- I know you did.
- You broke my heart and I will never forgive you for that.
Abigail, wait.
Did Grace...
Did her demon say anything to you?
Something about my mom?
- Not a thing.
- You left before I could thank you.
- Jesus Christ.
Don't ever sneak up on a possessed girl like that.
- Grace says hello, Maria.
- She was asking about her mom.
Who was she?
- I'm ashamed to say.
Grace's mother was a one-night stand.
- Oh.
So the Devil made you do it.
You hypocrites are all the same.
- I haven't always been a man of God.
- Save it for confession.
Why'd you come back here?
You got what you wanted.
- And now I wanna help you.
(Maria scoffs)
- Thanks, Rev.
I've tried holy water, it doesn't work either.
- But stopping Enos will.
- If there is a God,
then He damned Enos' soul straight to hell.
- Yes.
But that was God's big mistake,
because sending a soul like Enos to hell
is like sending a thief to prison.
He just came back smarter and a thousand times
more powerful.
I know you can feel it.
I know you can see it.
I mean, open your eyes and see the darkness
taking over this city.
Why do you think Jeremy was possessed?
- I don't know.
I don't care.
- Jeremy's stepfather is the judge
who signed the warrant for the Feds
to raid the compound.
Enos is going after everyone who ever crossed him.
Enos is back, and that, Maria, is an absolute fact.
And he's brought an army of demons up with him
that could be inside anybody,
and so can Enos, wearing any face he chooses.
You'll never know where he is.
(ominous music)
(all whispering in demonic language)
- [Woman] Abigail can't help you.
(whispering continues)
- Most of the time, people just try running away
from their demons,
as if you could outrun your own shadow.
But there are some people who find the strength
to turn and face the darkness, to fight it head-on,
even when things are about to get much, much worse.
- [Announcer] This season on "South of Hell"...
- Maria!
David!
(screams)
- I'm not going anywhere.
- What about Enos?
- When that son of a bitch shows his face,
I'll make him wish he stayed in hell.
- With all that anger, you're making me swoon.
- I'm not afraid of Enos.
- If you knew him, you would be.
- His power is what bound me to you.
Once he's destroyed...
- I'll finally be free.
- And I'll go back to hell.
You know what will happen to me.
- Don't put that burden on me.
- This host of yours, Maria, she's very pretty, but,
she doesn't give you the satisfaction that you need.
- Reminds me of Sangolo.
That's where the Order of Everlasting went.
- About Grace.
She's frail, and she needs to be protected.
- Stay away from David.
- So we're clear, David's mine.
- I don't mean to cause any trouble.
- Girls like you never do.
- Promise me you won't let me die if I do this for you.
- A demon?
- Abigail.
- You can control her?
- Sometimes.
(growls)
- This message, Davie, is just for you.
- Killing Bledsoe is your initiation
back to the Order of Everlasting.
- I'm ready.
To spend some time with someone.
- I want to, but I'm just not ready yet.
- The womb is the mark of an angel.
(screams)
What is that power Grace has?
- Who do you think you're protecting?
- All of you.
- You just made the biggest mistake.
- Mom?
- Come give Mommy a kiss.
- You may become separated from the parties
you've arrived with.
(screams)
- Open this door!
- What's so important on the other side?
- I have to find David and Grace.
- Don't touch her!
- Dusty!
- Maria!
- Take it back!
- Die!
(screams)
(growls)
(screams)
(haunting rock music)