Previously on Let the Right One In...
[Isaiah] Ladies, gentlemen, and...
Can't hear you!
[Eleanor] Excuse me!
Do you need a volunteer?
[whispers] Tell them you're gonna make me disappear.
[Isaiah] I don't know how to do that.
[Eleanor] Trust me.
Hello?
[girl] Yo, that's some Houdini shit right there!
-[scattered laughter] -[whoops]
[Mark] Do you think I could borrow it?
[Zeke] Borrow what? My car?
Yeah, but I'll bring it back.
What do you need it for?
[Mark] I'm gonna get a text with an address.
There's gonna be a guy there.
I think he might lead me
-to a creature like Ellie. -[knocking]
[Matthew] What are you doing here, sir?
-I drive for a living. -A chauffeur?
I'm thinking you need to find out who owns that car,
and if that man was lying to me.
Yes, sir.
[Fergie] You think the killer was on something?
[Naomi] We've got a witness, claims he saw someone
with glowing eyes.
[Fergie] I assume you found no weapons
at the crime scene.
You're saying all this was done by hand?
We're done here.
-[hissing] -[grunting]
-[Mark] Isaiah's father? -[Naomi] Mm-hmm.
intense music
You okay?
When your brother gets hungry,
he's not always himself.
[Claire] My brother is seizing!
[Matthew] He's not seizing. He's starving.
-[Claire] Peter, no! -[man] Help me, help me--
-[snarling] -[screaming]
Stop! Stop, stop!
[drawer closes]
-[footsteps] -[clothes rustling]
[traffic passing in distance]
[phone buzzing]
[Isaiah whispering] Hey.
Hey. Why are you whispering?
My mom thinks I'm asleep.
-[laughs softly] -Are you in a bathtub?
Yeah, but there's no water or anything.
You sleep in a bathtub?
I don't do a whole lot of sleeping.
-[Naomi] Isaiah? -That's my mom. Bye.
[thudding in other room]
What are you doing?
-No. -I'm sorry, honey.
You said you would stay, you promised.
That's before I knew the woman next door
was a homicide detective.
-Isaiah's mom? -Yes.
We don't need to leave the city.
We just need to find another place to live.
What about Isaiah? I can't see him anymore?
No.
The faster we do this, the less it'll hurt.
So go grab whatever you need to carry with you
-for the next few days. -Where are we going?
-Motel. -Of course we are.
Look, honey, it's only temporary. Okay?
I'll find us another apartment
and come back here and get the furniture.
I don't care about the furniture!
Keep your voice down.
I finally have a friend here.
I-I know, honey,
but we've only stayed alive
by knowing when it's time to run.
Well, I don't want to run anymore.
-It is not up to you. -Why did you even bring me here?
Enough, Ellie! These walls are thin.
Why am I even alive if I can't do anything
but hide and be alone?!
You need to lower your voice! [grunts]
You can't take away my only friend!
Ellie...
Honey.
I'm not going anywhere.
And if you make me leave,
I'll just wait until you fall asleep,
and I'll walk out into the sun.
[sighs]
slow, dramatic music
[Claire panting]
[Peter slurping]
[snarls quietly]
[retches]
[crying] Get the fuck away from me.
Who was that man?
The less I tell you, the safer you'll be.
But I promise you no one will ever miss him.
You said you stole from blood banks.
We tried everything.
There is no other way.
[cries]
intense music
You fucking liar! Wake up!
Motherfucker!
[whimpers]
[gasps, cries]
[breathes shakily]
Fuck you!
[tape ripping]
Ellie?
Honey?
You awake?
[chuckles softly]
This is not very mature.
Got to go out, okay?
I love you.
[elevator button clicks]
[sighs]
Hey, I thought I heard you.
Look, the kids had such a good time last night,
I was hoping you and Eleanor
might want to come over for dinner.
Uh, that-that's very kind, thank you.
But I'm afraid Eleanor has food allergies.
Oh. I'm sorry. Is it peanuts, or...
Oh, to almost everything.
She can only eat at home.
-Well, that must be hard. -[soft laugh]
But thank you for the invitation.
Well, food or no food, we'd love to have her over.
I mean, what she did
at the talent show last night was just...
Talent show?
She didn't tell you she went to Isaiah's talent show?
Oh, no, yeah, sure. Of course.
Isaiah's in a bit of a rough patch right now.
His dad went AWOL on him,
-and... -I'm sorry.
Yeah, no, what, um...
what I'm trying to say is that
Eleanor's friendship means a whole lot to him.
And it means a lot to Eleanor, too.
Then maybe we should exchange numbers.
So we can set up playdates
without me having to chase you down in the hallway.
[door rattles]
There you go.
Okay... great.
Now you have mine.
tense music
I haven't told Peter yet.
I thought that you would want to do it.
Stay the hell away from my brother.
[door creaks]
[creaks]
I should've warned you.
Dad should've warned me.
Where is he?
Did he die alone?
Good.
Peter.
When you were...
feeding...
...could you hear me calling your name?
It's hard to explain.
Try.
The room gets brighter, and I-I can...
I can hear heartbeats and breathing.
It's like I'm not in control, but I don't even care,
'cause when I start to drink, it feels so good.
Sometimes people try to fight back, but...
-It doesn't hurt. -No.
It's better than that, it feels good.
I like when they fight back.
Peter, it's not you.
It's the virus.
It's hijacking your brain,
incentivizing you to feed
by flooding you with dopamine and norepinephrine...
But the virus is me, right?
What are you talking about?
Dad said it's not just in my cells,
it's in my DNA, which means it is me.
Fuck Dad.
What I saw in there is not you.
[groans, shudders]
Are you okay?
Do you want me to get any pain meds?
No. Dad tried painkillers on me and they don't do shit.
Honestly, the only time I haven't been in pain is...
When you were feeding.
tense music
- -[indistinct chatter]
Jesus. If I get shot today,
and the ambulance wants to bring me here,
please tell them Mount Sinai.
-[baby wailing] -I was born here.
-I'm fucking with you. -[laughs]
But quit acting like the Bronx is the Wild West,
-Mr. Forest Hills. -Hey, when I was a kid,
Forest Hills was not "Forest Hills."
Mm-hmm, and I'm sure you kept it real.
-It was not bougie. -[chuckling]
On my block we had two nail salons,
a fish market,
and an ATM that only gave out ten-dollar bills.
We're here to talk to Christina Delgado.
Morning, Detectives. We spoke on the phone.
Ms. Delgado is on a lot of pain meds,
so she might be a little erratic when you're speaking to her.
But she is conscious and stable.
And you said it was unclear
if the attacker used a weapon on her?
Well, she didn't think so,
but he must have used something because, uh-- Look.
How could anyone use their bare hands to do that?
Hi, Christina, I'm Naomi. This is my partner, Ben.
We're homicide detectives.
Do you mind if we ask you a few questions?
Can you remember what happened?
[EKG beeping]
[panting softly]
[weakly] He was so strong.
I tried to fight him, as hard as I could, but...
when I hurt him...
...he started laughing.
Do you remember what he looked like?
[Christina] His eyes...
they were all shiny.
Like cat's eyes.
[Naomi] What else do you remember about the attack?
[Christina] I don't know.
I blacked out.
And when I woke up, he was standing over me...
...and then he was just gone.
Like magic.
He disappeared.
[sobbing] I'm so afraid he's gonna come back again.
-He won't. -No...
-You're safe here. -I want to go home.
I want to see my daughter.
-I'll go get the nurse. -No, I don't want the nurse!
I want to go home!
-Why can't I feel my hands?! -Shh.
What did he do to me?
[yelling]
tense, suspenseful music
pulsing, somber music
[chuckles] Am I all covered up?
I don't want my doorman to see me in last night's outfit.
-No one will ever know. -[chuckles]
Uh, what are you doing Saturday?
I thought that we were just having fun.
Uh, yeah, but, uh, we can have fun on Saturday.
-[phone ringing] -Oh, it's, uh... my car.
You know, if you hang on a second,
I can give you a ride home.
That's okay, my Uber's here already.
But thank you for ordering me a Black, by the way.
Very classy.
-Mm. -[chuckles softly]
Get home safe.
-Girlfriend? -Uh, no. Just a friend.
-Her dorm doesn't have a curfew? -Dawg, fuck you.
No, she's an accomplished woman.
-She's a dancer... -Oh.
Ah, no. Not that kind of dancer-- You know what?
None of your damn business. My keys?
I need to ask you for one more thing.
Oh, great. No problem.
Gave you a car, job-- W-What else you need?
My condo?
[hip-hop playing]
Get your ass inside, I'll make you breakfast.
[indistinct chatter]
[boy 1] Yo! That's the magician.
[boy 2] That was mad cool what you did last night.
-[girl] How'd you do it? -A magician never tells.
[boy 3] Up top!
And you were out there trying to trash talk him and shit?
He made y'all look stupid.
[children] Ooh!
[laughter]
Omelette aux fines herbes, a little pomme rosti
and, for the pièce de résistance...
[laughs] Oh, your grandmother's biscuits.
Come on, now.
[both laughing]
Oh, wow.
[inhales]
[exhaling]
Don't tell me you're not hungry.
I-- No, it's just that, um...
I really don't eat like this anymore.
Oh, I see what this is.
You don't think you should be able to enjoy food
because she can't.
So what do you eat?
Uh... just, you know,
a lot of energy bars and smoothies.
Oh, God.
[laughs] It's not too bad.
There's this protein powder--
Honestly, come on, man. Uh-uh.
You need to stop talking and-and eat your food.
Wow, where'd you get the Sevruga caviar?
Oh, we did a little catering for some Wall Street assholes.
I kept the leftovers.
[sighing deeply]
[Zeke] Is that a smile I see?
-Wow. -Oh.
[both laughing]
Brother, I'm fucked.
There's a cop who lives next door.
You moved in next to a cop?
That's not the worst part.
There's something I got to do tonight.
It's not that.
I'm taking care of loose ends,
and there's a chance I'll get caught doing it.
So maybe don't do it.
Then I'll definitely get caught.
This cop, she knows I have a daughter.
If I get arrested,
I need you to go get Ellie and bring her here.
All I'm asking is you give her a place to hide.
And then what?
Oh, no, she won't be hungry for a long time--
Look, I won't kill for her.
-I'm not asking you to. -So, what?
Am I supposed to let her
-fend for herself? -No.
-Does she know how to do that? -No!
She never has and she never will.
She's not a monster.
So, then, I'd have to be the monster.
[sighs softly]
-Does she know you found me? -No.
If I tell her, I know she'll want to see you, so--
And I want to see her, too.
I want to see my goddaughter.
gentle, tranquil music
[phone whooshing]
["The 30th" by Billie Eilish playing]
When I saw the ambulances on the shoulder
I didn't even think of pullin' over
I pieced it all together late that night
And I know you don't remember calling me
But I told you even then
You looked so pretty
In a hospital bed
I remember you said
You were scared
And so was I
What if it happened to you on a different day?
On a bridge where there wasn't a rail in the way?
Or a neighborhood street where the little kids play?
Or the Angeles Crest in the snow or the rain?
What if you weren't alone, there were kids in the car
What if you were remote, no one knows where you are
If you changed anything, would you not have survived?
You're alive, you're alive
You're alive
So I've made all the burial arrangements.
Arthur's cemetery plot is already paid for.
Just thought you'd want to know.
You can stick him in a potter's field for all I care.
He was your father.
Some of us don't get one.
What exactly did my dad have on you?
Excuse me?
You're his henchman, he must've had something--
-I'm not a henchman. -Yeah, no.
I'm sure you fancy yourself a soldier.
I saw your tattoo.
I served my country, yeah, in ways you can't imagine.
And when I came home, I struggled.
Your dad took me in.
It was an honor to serve him.
I saw what you do for my dad.
There is nothing honorable about it.
Can I help?
Make sense of your dad's--
You have a lot of expertise in pain management?
Some.
I'm good, thanks.
Actually...
you said before that you used to donate blood for Peter?
-Yeah. -Would you do it again?
He just fed.
I'm aware.
It's not for that.
Will you do it?
Of course.
I work for you now.
[door opens, closes]
Mr. Johnson asked me to come get Isaiah.
[teacher] Okay. Go ahead.
Do you know why Mr. Johnson wants to see me?
Am I in trouble?
You want an ice cream sandwich?
They keep it locked up, but Manny found the key.
You can have one...
...if you tell me how you did that trick.
I can't.
A magician never tells.
No.
I don't know how I did it.
He wants me to believe that shit.
-It's the truth. -[Abel] Why you lying to me?
I swear I don't know how she did it!
Maybe you can get out of this with magic.
No, please! Help!
[Mark knocking on door] Ellie?
Can you come out?
-[Ellie] What for? -Someone wants to see you.
[Zeke laughs softly]
gentle, lighthearted music
How's my girl?
-You got bigger. -Mm.
[laughing]
[sighs] It's muscle. It's all muscle.
-Yeah, right. -[Zeke chuckles]
Oh, look at you.
[smacks lips]
Looks like you got yourself a little nest in there, huh?
-It's cool, right? -Mm-hmm.
Check it out.
-I just made that. -Hmm.
Wow.
Maybe I'll get you to do one for me someday, huh?
-[chuckles] -Hmm?
[Zeke] Your dad tells me you've got a new friend.
Yeah, he's super nice and funny.
-Oh. -Not like most people.
Okay. Are most people not nice?
Eh, not the ones we meet.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah, no. He's just not texting me back.
[chuckles softly] Weird...
Ah, he's at school.
A teacher probably asked him to put his phone away.
And most boys are bad at texting.
Isaiah's not.
[Elizabeth] So much scarring.
I'm gonna have to go through the dorsal vein this time, okay?
[crinkling]
slow, somber music
I never said thank you.
[chuckles softly]
[Mark] How did she seem to you?
Lonely.
Why do you think you might get caught tonight?
If I tell you, you're an accessory.
Oh, just say it.
I have to move a body.
Hmm.
Well...
Sounds like you might need a lookout.
[dog barking in distance]
Christina was attacked right here.
And the only other witness says the perp fled... that way.
Makes no fucking sense.
Mm-mm. Christina said he just disappeared.
[sighs] Got to love that morphine.
-[laughs] Oh, no. Come on. -Oh, yeah.
Go grab the crowbar from the trunk.
I got my J's on.
-[chuckles] Your what? -OG, baby.
I cannot believe the captain lets you wear sneakers.
I told him I had plantar fasciitis.
Oh.
Well, you're welcome to just go down wearing your socks.
[clicking tongue]
[laughing] Man.
[chuckles]
suspenseful music
[breathing heavily]
Man-Manhattan North Homicide to Central.
[dispatcher] Go, Manhattan North Homicide.
I have a 10-54.
Hmm. I have a 10-54, multiple DOAs,
in the sewer tunnels underneath
Craven and Leggett?
Have the precinct concerned 85 me.
I'll need the patrol supervisor, and notify the medical examiner
and crime scene.
Also, Central, send ESU to my location
for an evidence search.
[dispatcher] Copy, Manhattan North Homicide.
Hey, set up a perimeter and work your way back.
Shit.
Fuck.
[exhales]
[sighs]
[banging nearby]
[grunting]
Police! Hands on your head!
[laughs]
[gasps]
[grunting]
Police! Freeze!
[gunshots]
[gun clicking]
[Ben shouts]
intense, dramatic music
[shouts]
[groans]
[labored breathing]
[siren wailing in distance]
Oh, thank God.
Please tell them...
-[sniffles] -...I want to go to Mount Sinai.
[laughing] You are such an asshole.
You see his eyes?
-Yeah, I did. -You shot him.
But he kept on coming.
I know. I know.
But he's dead now.
[siren approaching]
Did you still want me to come over?
Okay, sure.
'Cause I heard you come in, then you never texted me.
[closes door]
How'd your phone get broken?
It doesn't matter.
If you don't want to see me, that's okay.
-I could go. -No.
Uh...
Can you tell me how you disappeared?
What?
At the show last night.
Oh, it's hard to explain.
Please.
It wouldn't make sense.
I thought you were my friend.
-I am your friend. -You have to tell me.
They're gonna keep asking and I'm not gonna know what to say.
What happened?
Did someone hurt you?
[sobbing]
gentle, intriguing music
Who did this?
So Dad did a bunch of brain scans on you,
but for some reason
he never did one while you were feeding.
[Peter] Yeah, he didn't stick around for the feedings.
He used to go to a hotel.
[monitor beeping steadily]
Of course he did.
Well, I'm interested in that euphoric response
you were having, and we might be able to recreate that effect
with compounds from your own bloodstream.
You're up.
And if we combine that with an opioid
to attach those proteins to your nerve cells...
maybe we can do something about your constant pain.
-Really? -Well...
don't get too excited yet. Right now it's just a theory.
And as far as which opioid,
actually, something like Dad's shitty old drug
would have been ideal.
-I can get that for you. -No, you can't.
He stopped making it when the FDA banned it.
We still make it.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Me and your father.
And my crew.
You're a fucking drug dealer?
Your father was bankrupt, Claire,
and this equipment isn't cheap.
[Claire] Well...
let's see if we can make it all worth something.
tense, intriguing music
Where you been, man?
Excuse me?
Wait.
-You ain't the guy. -No, no, no. I'm...
I have no idea what you're talking about.
-Then where is he? -Listen, I'm no--
He hasn't been here in the last couple of days.
Listen, man, I ain't nobody,
and if you keep moving, we won't have a problem.
-I need my shit, man! -No, wait, wait a minute...
-[junkie] I need my shit! -[Mark] Hey. Hey, hey, hey!
-Stop it. Stop that. -Hey! Don't touch me!
Put the bag in the trunk!
-We're going. -Don't touch me!
Don't touch me!
[muffled yelling]
Where is it? I can smell it!
Ah, I can smell it. Where is it?
[anxious panting]
Help! I'm being attacked!
[Zeke] No!
No, come on! Let's go, brother.
We got to go!
Christ. Shit! Fuck!
[engine starts]
[car departs]
slow, dramatic music
[Zeke] Was he at least
-a bad dude? -[Mark grunting]
I hope so.
[opens zipper]
I honestly don't know.
[groaning]
All right.
[grunting]
He had a son.
I try not to think about their families.
What it's like for them to... go on living.
I will never ask you to do that for Ellie.
You understand?
Never.
And if anything happens to me or Ellie...
I want you to have this.
gentle, plaintive music
It's the names of the people I've killed.
[door creaking]
[sighs]
[clock ticking]
intriguing music
-[knocking on door] -[grunts]
[sighs]
[Mark] Hey, I'm here to get Ellie.
Come on in.
[Mark] I was texting her,
but she's pretending not to see it.
Would you maybe want a drink?
Thank you, I can't.
Something happened today.
I don't, I don't want to talk about it.
I just need a distraction.
Okay.
[sighing]
That's good.
It's for me.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Oh, God, that's terrible, right?
[coughs]
-[chuckles] It's fine. -I just told them to give me
something that costs $20.
Oh, well, you can use it for cooking.
I'm not a good cook.
I'm sure that's not true.
I am not a good cook.
I actually feel bad for Isaiah.
I wish I could make him something halfway decent.
It's not that hard.
-Oh, thank you. -No, I-I mean,
there are steps you can take.
I bet everything you need is right in this fridge.
I'll take that bet.
-[Mark] May I? -Please.
You're right.
[laughing] I told you.
No, don't look in the crisper drawer...
[chuckling] Oh, wow.
Might be time to say goodbye.
[giggles]
I bet you at least have some pasta?
Cabinet.
Oh. Here.
Jackpot.
Salt... olive oil,
and garlic.
Everything you need to make spaghetti aglio e olio.
It's as easy as mac and cheese but a hundred times better.
Wait, I want to write that down.
[knife clinking]
[sighs deeply] Sorry.
It's okay.
[quietly] I killed someone today.
I can't talk about an open investigation, I just...
I have never seen anything...
This man... was about to kill my partner.
And he came at me, and...
I shot him over and over and...
He barely even felt it.
It sounds like...
you saved your partner's life, huh?
Then, why does it feel like this?
Taking a life...
...takes a piece of your soul.
[sighs] I'm sorry. Raised Catholic.
Baptist.
Then we're both fucked.
[laughs]
If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here.
gentle, contemplative music
Is that...?
Every photo of Dad I could find.
I'll strike the match,
but I thought you could light it.
And it didn't occur to you that starting a bonfire
where I burned alive might be triggering?
I thought it would be cathartic.
I'm sorry.
For a genius, you are so goddamn gullible.
[laughing] You're messing with me?
You should see your face.
You should see yours.
[both chuckling]
[chuckles]
Fuck you.
[breathes deeply]
pulsing music
From here on out...
...it's you and me, okay?
All right, motherfuckers,
I'm about to share a secret with y'all.
It's about how to boost anything from the corner store.
Watch this.
I stuck this beef stick up my sleeve,
took it right off the counter.
It's like magic.
Hey.
Shit. You can't just run up on people like that.
You're the girl from the show. Isaiah's freaky little friend.
You need to stay away from Isaiah.
-Or what? -You heard me.
Don't ever touch him again.
Why? You gonna fuck me up?
Tell your little boyfriend
-to suck my... -[bone snaps]
Ow!
[screaming]
[crying loudly]
"Blood Bank" by Bon Iver
Ooh
Well, I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Wondering if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags
You said, "See, look it, that's yours
Stacked on top with your brother's
See how they resemble one another's
Even in their plastic little covers"
And I said I...
Know it well
That secret that you know
That you don't know how to tell
It fucks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that it's good, girl
'Cause it's running you with red
Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both my hands
Chewing on a candy bar
You said, "Ain't this just like the present
To be showing up like this?"
As a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss
And I said I...
Know it well
That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell