Hey.
Are you mine?
Please be mine.
Hey, I'm Bryan, and you are Rufus.
Hey, Rufus, wait!
Rufus, wait!
Rufus, wait! Rufus!
Rufus?
Come on. Where'd you go?
Who's there?
Who's out there?
Rufus?
Oh, my God.
Rufus?
Eve, you shouldn't have done it.
You have a group of parents petitioning
to have you fired now.
I know who. They've been trying
to get me fired since I started.
And sometimes it seems like
you want them to succeed.
Maine state law requires sexual education.
But local boards decide which topics.
And the topics they don't want covered,
do we imagine they just disappear if we ignore them?
I may personally agree with you, but when you teach topics
that aren't covered by the board,
you're telling them about stuff
that we've decided they're too young to know about.
These kids know how to Google.
And some people believe that such information
will lead to them having sex.
I hope they don't, but I know they will.
There's a difference.
I know.
Nevertheless, the board has decided
to place you on administrative leave.
There'll be an official announcement tomorrow.
We'll figure it out.
You tell Alex? Yeah.
She wasn't exactly surprised.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
Even if I resign, the other schools will know why.
I won't get a new job.
I could go to work for the paper.
You already work too much.
We could move.
You'd do that for me?
I'd do anything for you.
You love it here.
It is pretty.
Not if you look closely.
You coming?
Hey, Nathalie.
Mind giving our garden
the same treatment while we're away?
If you take your bikes instead of the car.
You know, I saw at the library
that it's the short trips that pollute the most.
Hope you didn't drive there.
Dad, we have to go.
Sorry, Nathalie. Messy garden, it is.
So, uh, Alex, any particular reason
for your newfound interest in high school football?
Is it a fascination with team psychology,
or are you making a study of the celebration
of the athlete as modern gladiator?
- Yes, Dad. - Which one?
The gladiator one.
Oh, yes, 'cause I... I don't know.
I had a feeling it might have something to do
with the piercing blue eyes of Jay Heisel,
the superstar quarterback.
Dad.
- To which I would say... - I'm not interested.
To which I would say,
there's more to life than good looks.
I know.
Adrian meeting us there?
If they let him.
I'm done now. Can I, uh, leave?
I'm meeting Alex at the game.
Can I leave?
You know your father can't hear you
when you're wearing makeup.
All football is is white male aggression.
3/4 of the NFL is black.
Well, maybe they're oppressed,
and this is their way out of a bankrupt education system.
But maybe they like football.
Maybe you can be oppressed and still like football.
Either way, I'm gonna enjoy my male privilege
and stare at their bodies.
Is that one of the moms that got you fired?
Okay, Mia, tell me where it is.
Tell me where it is!
You goddamn junkie.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Rob told me I can do whatever I want to you,
as long as I make you talk.
Huh?
Well, maybe that's why Rob is dead now.
That's bullshit.
Well, why don't you call him?
Shit.
Yeah, it's me. Where's Rob?
Ohh!
Think your boy's gonna get lucky tonight.
Not luck. Worked for it.
Hey, Uncle Mike.
Hey, Connor.
Kid sure can throw a ball.
Eh, raised him to be a man.
Don't think my brother knows what a man is.
Dad. What?
Team wants to celebrate tonight at Kristofferson's.
Go. You deserve it.
Do you wanna come?
Alex is not old enough for a party.
Uh...
Maybe we could have discussed it first.
Every time we discuss something,
you give her just enough vague hope
to make it even more painful when I say no.
Maybe you shouldn't say no, then.
I wish you would do it, but you don't.
You say maybe and leave the dirty work to me.
Okay. Yes.
Yes, what?
Yes, she can go.
She's almost 17.
Which still makes her 16.
She has to get out and experience life.
It's time to let her go.
She'll be fine.
She just wants what's best for you.
Do you also think this is what's best for me?
She loves you.
She has no idea what love is.
Hey.
Her love is different.
It's... It's nuanced. It's rich.
She doesn't understand our kind of love.
Doesn't mean she loves any less.
Wait till your mom is asleep.
If you can get Adrian to go with you...
you can go for a couple of hours.
No drinking.
Back by midnight. Okay?
Pretty nice of your dad to let you go.
Very nice of you to join me.
Oh, yeah, I'm the best.
And your dad was okay?
What's the point of asking permission
if he won't even talk to you?
- Still? - Two weeks and counting.
Not that I miss him calling me a freak.
I think you should just move in with us
and we could adopt you.
Oh, like a little shelter puppy.
Yeah, then we can watch cheesy eighties movies every night.
Yeah, I'm sure Kevin and Eve would love that.
Yeah, of course they would.
Mom's always 30% less annoying when you're around.
They'd love it. I'd love it.
And you are aware that pretty much all of these people
are superficial assholes.
No, they're not.
Look...
I promise I will follow you wherever you want to go
when you fall in love with a guy, okay?
Or a girl. I don't fall for gender.
I fall for per... Personality. Sure. Come on.
Ohh.
Hey.
I... I don't drink.
That's, like, totally offensive
to the local culture.
We can't be offensive.
Well, that was nice.
Thank you. What now?
I don't know. We dance?
Sure.
What's the faggot doing here?
I am here to hook up with hot football jocks.
- You. - Oh?
I thought you were a bottom. Yeah?
- Yeah. - That's what you thought?
Let him go.
Hey. What's going on?
We were just having fun.
Doesn't look like he's having fun.
I'm sorry for my friends.
Apparently they forgot what century we live in.
Yeah. It's okay.
I'm glad you came.
I'm sorry about this.
Let me get you guys a drink.
I don't drink.
Well, then if nothing else,
then just to shake off this whole experience.
Okay?
Okay.
But just one.
God, you're such a pussy.
You know that right?
Want me to come and arrest it for you?
You.
Something killed my dog.
It killed my... dog,
a-a-and there was, uh, something in the mist.
It's... It's on its way. We... We gotta warn 'em.
Calm down, soldier.
Don't tell me to calm down. Okay?
I-I'm telling you there was something in the mist.
Do you not understand that? There was something in it.
Okay. Okay.
Now can you tell us,
have you done any drugs lately?
I'm not doing any drugs, man. What the...?
Okay, I'm telling you, something...
Something killed your dog, yeah.
Listen, you can't go around spreading fear like that.
It disrupts the public order, okay?
Maybe you might want to stay around here
until you sober up again.
We gotta get guns.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Get the door! - Ahh! Get off!
Ahh! Get off me.
- Stay down! - No.
I'm telling you... Ahh! It's coming!
You don't understand.
I-It's coming.
It's coming!
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Who are you?
Um, where is Mrs. Lambert?
The old lady? She died two months ago.
I live here now.
I, uh... I didn't know. Um...
I left some things in the shed. If I could...
Her stuff's in a storage locker downtown.
They couldn't find her daughter.
Who'd you say you were?
Just, uh, an old friend.
Just an old friend?
Yeah, well, there was nothing of value in the garden shed,
just some old furniture. You want that,
you'll have to take it up with the estate lawyer.
Alex.
What is it?
- Uh... - Where is she?
I don't know. Maybe... Maybe she's, uh...
Sweetie, you have to tell us what happened.
We can't help you unless you tell us.
I went to the party... What?
And I got drunk, very drunk.
The last thing I remember is someone helping me upstairs...
Alex. And I blacked out.
Alex, I told you not to drink.
You went to the party?
I told her she could go. What are you talking about?
I told her she could go if she brought Adrian along.
Who allowed you to do that?
I allowed it.
It's okay, sweetie.
You're home now. That's what matters.
Alex? What's wrong?
When I woke up, my...
I could feel what had happened.
There was blood on the sheets.
I'm s-sorry.
I shouldn't have gone.
This can never be your fault.
Alex.
Adrian knows what happened.
He says it was... Jay.
We have to take her to the police.
Alex, honey... we should go now.
Eve, I'm... You went behind my back.
Yes, because you...
You're keeping her locked up. I have my reasons.
We can't fight right now.
We have to be there for her.
Then don't talk to me.
Well, looks like you have calmed down a bit.
Why don't you tell me who you are?
I'll file a report. We can all go home.
What's your name?
I, uh... Bryan Hunt.
And where do you live?
I don't, uh... I'm homeless.
Ahem. Social Security number?
I don't remember.
Look, please, just listen to me.
Hey! Hey!
- You can't do that! - Oh, yeah?
You can remember the law, huh?
Well, it looks like we are calling Arrowhead,
and you are staying a while longer.
Get me prints on that weirdo.
Please.
Okay.
Heh.
Kevin?
What can I do for you?
Maybe it's best we speak to someone else.
Hey, Jay.
We need you to come with us.
Why? What's going on?
We just need you to come down to the station
and answer a few questions.
About what?
You're being investigated for sexual assault.
Yeah.
C'mon.
Did you see that?
And the toads... Huh. Probably a small earthquake.
The police had a few more questions for her,
and then you can go home.
She should see a therapist as soon as possible.
From you, she needs stability, safety...
Kevin, I can't say anything.
- I need to know. - It's a police investigation.
There are signs of intercourse, but no violence.
There were also traces of Triazolam in her blood.
She was passed out.
What about the DNA? Can't you... shouldn't you, um...
We took one, and that will show who,
but not that it was rape.
There's a witness, right?
I don't know what to do.
I wanted to listen to some music,
and I need to pick a song.
I was like, the song I pick,
it'll always be the first song I heard after...
Mm, we can choose a really bad song?
Like a stupid Katy Perry song or something.
That way, you won't ruin a good song.
I like Katy Perry.
You hate her.
Right.
But thanks.
You know how this is gonna go.
Everyone loves Jay.
They'll say you're a liar and that it's your fault.
Who are "they"?
The whole town.
I shouldn't have gone behind your back.
Do you have any idea what it's like
having been bad cop for 16 years?
16 years of me saying no.
16 years of a daughter who loves you and who hates...
Jesus.
Get back in. Get back in!
If they haven't pressed charges,
it means the case is weak.
You're not going to jail.
I guarantee that.
You hear me?
Why do you talk to me as if I did it?
I thought I told you to get out of here.
Just let me... This is private property.
Oh, no!
Oh, what's the matter?
You afraid of the cops?
Maybe you should have thought of that
before you tried to steal whatever this is.
Don't.
Holy...
I'm not sorry.
Down on the ground!
What are you doing?
Alex is not safe here.
We're staying at my sister's.
What if she needs help?
I'll find a therapist in St. Vincent,
and Dr. Sing phoned in a prescription for Valium.
I'll pick it up.
Okay. I'll pack some things.
You're staying here.
Eve, it was a party.
There's no way I could have known...
But I could, which is why I said no.
How could you have known?
Because I've spent my entire life
around guys like Jay.
I can't be with you right now, okay?
Come up in a few days. Then we'll talk.
You should get the window fixed,
and then go to the police with the harassment.
Sweetie, I thought we agreed you'd stop looking
for conspiracy theories on the Internet.
You know Dr. Kleerick says it's not good for you.
This is not the Internet.
It's the "Bridgeville Post."
I'm fine.
Huh.
"Six people were found dead, presumably killed by a bear."
"Other animals came down the mountain in large numbers,
including moose and deer and foxes."
No frogs, though.
"Some locals fear it's a black spring.
"The legend of nature turning sour is evidenced
by the frozen lake being black like a rotten tooth."
Well, the "Bridgeville Post" sure ain't what it used to be.
What do you want?
Maybe I should speak to Officer Pundik.
Pundik is picking up Adrian for questioning.
Why?
Because he's a witness.
Why do you think?
Now, you can either talk to me,
or you can wait an hour or two until Pundik's done.
You stay right where you are.
I'm sorry. I know this isn't what you want,
but it's for the best, the way things are right now.
You understand that, don't you?
Everything I do, I do to protect you.
Protect me?
You're not protecting me.
You're controlling me.
Sweetie, I just...
Please. You just don't want me to do what you did.
But guess what. I won't, 'cause I'm nothing like you.
What do you mean do what I did?
What do you mean?
You said it yourself. It's a small town.
I know.
Everyone knows.
Knows what?
That you were a slut.
I'm gonna go pick up the Valium.
Do you want to come, or do you want to wait here?
Looks amazing.
It's moving against the wind.
Hey, Alex.
Dad, won't you please come with us?
I don't want to go with Mom.
I'll be there soon, honey.
You'll be fine. Where's Mom?
We're at the mall.
Dad, please, I don't want to leave.
It'll be fine, honey.
Okay... Hello?
Wow. Alex?
Signal's gone.
Well, let's go back inside.
It'll blow over in a minute.
Nah, just... just wait. Just wait.
I want to get a photo for the missus.
Great. You do that, Pundik. We'll see you inside.
Ah, God.
God.
Ah!
God! Get off me!
Ahh!
Get off me!
Shit! Get off me!
Get... Get in the car. We gotta go.
- What is it? - We gotta get out of here.
- Let's go. - What's going on?
- Come on! Let's go! - Adrian.
Wait in the car.
Kevin!
Wow.
Should we wait till it's gone?
It's beautiful.
We'll drag the bikes.
- Mm. - This way.
It's like that time at the inn up by Chocolate Lake.
Except we stayed in bed.
What... This... This way, I think.
Oh, no, wrong. Wrong.
Wrong direction.
These trees were by the church,
so that means the bikes must be that way.
It's too thick, hon.
Let's get back inside.
Oh!
Let's go.
Are you real?
We are. We are. We are real.
But it's all real.
Put down the gun.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't know.
Forgive me.
Mrs. Raven?
Are you okay?
Oh...
- What's going on? - It's okay.
We just need... Help!
In here.
Help!
Over here, man. Help.
Hey, get us the... Outta here, man.
- Look... - You gotta get us out.
- Calm down. Calm down. - You don't understand.
We'll die if we stay.
There's something in the mist, and then it killed my dog.
You can't let us stay.
Shut the... up!
What has happened out there?
I don't know.
What are you gonna do?
Find my wife and daughter.
No, what are you gonna do with us?
Look, what... Whatever's happened,
I'm sure it'll be over soon.
Please, I'm just here because the Sheriff thought I was crazy
when I warned them about the mist.
Don't let her out. She looks unstable.
Like she did something bad.
Not to anyone good.
Unlike me, you're a nice guy,
and you're never gonna be able to live with yourself
if you leave us behind, 'cause, if you do, we die,
and you know it.
Besides, if there's something out there,
how are you gonna survive
taking care of a scared little freak on your own?
Get us out, and we'll help you.
The more the better.
I'll find the keys.
Eve Copeland?
Here you go.
Mrs. Carmody.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Talking to those kids about sex. Why.
Because you can raise your child any way you want to...
And clearly you have... But leave my child out of it.
You pathetic bitch.
What is it? Ever seen this before?
It looks so dense. MAN♪2 It's just fog.
Alex?
Mom?! Mom.
What's going on?
We need to get inside now.
It's okay. We're inside.
No! Don't! There's something out there.
- What? - I don't know, but...
I'm so fed up with you people and your need for attention.
It's true.
Said the girl who lied about getting raped.
Come.
Jesus!
What's going on?
Call 911!
You're not getting one.
Are you... kidding me?
That's the way it's gonna be.
All right, this way.
Connor will be waiting right outside.
Did anyone call the police?
No.
There's no phone signal.
Hey, I just want to go home.
I know, but we're gonna have to wait
till we find out what's going on.
Do you trust me now?
It'll be fine.
The police will help us.
Dad'll get here.
I'm here.
We're safe.
I trust you.
You're safe.