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BAILIFF: All rise.
The Honourable Judge Robert Kellman presiding.
JUDGE: You may all be seated.
[sinister music]
JUDGE: Mr. Grayson, you are before this court today
to be sentenced on 53 counts of murder.
Before I pass sentencing, it is my obligation
to afford you the opportunity to make a statement,
should you wish.
Do you care to make a statement at this time, Mr. Grayson?
-[clears throat]
I would, Your Honour.
[handcuffs clink]
I have been presented here,
and in the media,
as a monster.
Indeed, my actions have been monstrous.
They are all in the service...
of a greater good.
[people gasp and scream]
[birds chirping]
[dog barking in distance]
[cell phone ringing]
NICOLE: Hey, I must have just missed you guys.
Yeah, the entire night shift had to pull overtime.
There was a big accident on the 95.
Okay. I love you guys, too.
[front door closes]
[sighs]
[loud thud]
[bowls clink]
[door opens]
Babe?
[door closes]
NICOLE: Alex?
Honey?
[shuffling footsteps]
[inhales shakily]
I...
I'm calling the police, so whoever's in here,
you should just leave!
[breathing shakily]
[ominous music]
♪
You... you've got the wrong house...
I'm calling 911.
[breathing shakily]
[line ringing]
[ominous music]
OPERATOR: [phone] What's your emergency?
-Hello?
Yes, yeah.
There's an intruder in my home.
It's 33 Eastmont Drive, Westmore.
Yes. Nicole Williams.
Please, please hurry. He's just--
he's just--
-[stabbing sound] -[gasps]
[whimpering]
[phone falls to floor]
-Aah!
[body thuds to floor]
[ominous music]
♪
-It's done.
[body thuds to floor]
OPERATOR: [phone] Police are on their way, Ms. Williams.
Hello? Are you there?
[sirens approaching]
[sinister music]
♪
-Get on your knees!
I said get on your knees now!
♪
KATE: The sudden loss of his sight at the age of 32
left Grayson consumed with depression,
desperate to find some meaning
behind his inexplicable affliction.
He would soon find that meaning,
coming to believe that God took his sight
but gave him vision.
A vision that would enable him to stop...
prevent the end of the world...
approaching apocalypse.
[knock on door]
KATE: Hello?
[door unlatches]
KATE: Hello?
[passing siren outside]
[door creaks open]
[ominous music]
♪
[ominous music continues]
♪
GRAYSON: Today we're gonna be discussing moral absolutes.
Is there a clear line between right and wrong?
I'm sure you're all familiar with the trolley problem.
A trolley is barrelling out of control
down a path where five people
are tied haplessly to the tracks, unable to move.
You have a choice.
You can change the path of the trolley
to a track where only one person is tied up,
or you can do nothing and let fate run its course.
What do you do?
Do you sacrifice the one for the many?
Or do you do nothing?
And is doing nothing making a decision after all?
[bird calling]
[eerie music]
[crow cawing]
[knock at door]
ELLA: Hey, Mom, where are your black flats?
MICHELLE: On the floor in my closet.
ELLA: Are you almost ready?
-I'm gonna make something to eat before we leave.
-Mom, we don't have time for that.
We can get drive-thru on the way.
Just get ready, please!
♪
[crows cawing in distance]
[Michelle exhales shakily]
♪
[sighs]
♪
[wind blowing outside]
[truck rattling]
[honking]
[panicked breathing]
[honking]
[tires squeal]
[truck honks]
[tires squeal]
[gasps]
[screams]
[loud crash]
[wind whistling]
ELLA: [distant] Mom...? Mom?
[knocks on door]
ELLA: Kate wants to be there early to make sure we get in.
Mom, are you listening?
[door opens]
-Why doesn't Kate just drive herself and we meet her there?
-Because her car's in the shop, remember?
-Right.
David?
[dog barks]
MICHELLE: Hey, Buster, did you have a good walk?
-Whose car's in the shop?
MICHELLE: Come on! Come on, Buster. Good boy!
-Kate's.
-Why didn't she ask me to take a look?
-You know Kate, always trying to prove
she doesn't need anybody, especially me.
-That's a little harsh.
-She's just trying to be independent.
-So everyone's standing up for Kate now?
-Yeah.
You know,
in case she hits it big, gets famous with her book.
ELLA: Dad, can you please tell Mom
if we want to get to the courthouse by 7:30,
we need to leave, like, right now.
-Are you sure this is a good idea?
-Mom, please tell me you're kidding.
You wouldn't let me go to the trial because of school.
School's out now, and you still don't want me to go.
-Do you really wanna be in the same room
with someone like that?
-Today's sentencing day. It's the last day.
Come on, nothing big ever happens here.
-We kinda promised.
♪
NEWS PRESENTER: [video] Cult leader Marshall Grayson,
charged with 53 counts of murder,
will be sentenced this morning after being found guilty
on all 53 counts.
The former psychology professor is also facing
possible extradition to England and Australia
to stand trial for murders in both those countries.
-Is Kate almost finished?
-With her book?
I think she's just doing a second pass now
while she waits to finish the ending.
I've asked her to read it, like, a million times, but...
so far it's a no-go.
-You guys have really bonded over this, huh?
-Yeah, I guess.
-Is it...
is it weird having your aunt in your life
all of the sudden?
-A little.
But it's good.
Kate's kind of like...
the big sister I never had, you know?
[sombre music]
♪
[sound of typing]
♪
[sinister music]
ELLA: Hey, Kate.
You should come out to the house this weekend.
You haven't been yet.
-If my car's ready, maybe, yeah.
-You know, you-- you should have had David
take a look at your car. I'm sure money must be tight.
-I don't want to impose.
Are you nervous?
-Yeah, a little.
Kind of... more excited, though.
-Excited?
The guy's a mass murderer.
-I mean, I don't-- I--
-You don't have to explain. I get it.
-And aren't you worried about glorifying this guy
with your book?
-My book's not about him.
It's about the victims.
Besides, I'm hardly the only one writing about it.
-Like, established writers?
-Yeah, established writers, unlike myself.
But I think I'm onto something that'll set my book apart.
[helicopter whirring]
[crowd yelling]
[sinister music]
[yelling continues]
♪
[keys jingling]
♪
[door unlocks]
♪
[door opens, sound of crowd yelling]
EDDY: That was cutting it close.
[door clanks shut]
♪
EDDY: Don't worry, these cells are all empty.
Grayson's our only guest today.
Who's your friend?
-Oh, this is Ella, my niece.
-You carrying any weapons, Ella?
Guns, knives, explosives?
-Uh, no, I would-- I wouldn't--
-Don't mind him.
-Niece, huh?
I didn't know you had any family here.
I thought you were from the West Coast.
Uh, Portland or something, right?
-Yeah, it's a bit of a story.
ELLA: Do you always come in this way?
KATE: No, Eddy's just doing me a huge favour.
-Kate's been plying me with coffee and donuts
the last month and a half.
Figured I owed her one.
Lights do that whenever he's in the building.
ELLA: Who, Grayson?
KATE: More like the bulb needs to be replaced.
EDDY: You believe what you want.
KATE: You're horrible, Eddy.
EDDY: If you watch long enough, you'll see.
[lights buzzing]
♪
[elevator dings]
[indistinct chatter in background]
-Ms. Harris, Eddy. -Detective.
-The verdict's in.
Would you be okay to go on the record now?
-Still no comment, I'm afraid.
-[sighs]
If you change your mind...
-I'll be sure to let you know.
[indistinct chatter]
REPORTER: She's nobody.
EDDY: Come on, I'll take you through the bailiff's entrance.
-Detective, any indication yet as to why Grayson
allowed himself to be captured in the first place?
-No comment.
-How did he convince all 53 of his followers to commit murder,
then take their own lives?
JUDGE: You may all be seated.
Please bring in the offender.
[door buzzer]
[ominous music]
[door shuts]
♪
-Mr. Grayson...
You are before this court today
to be sentenced on 53 counts of murder.
During the many days of this trial,
you have listened to the introduction of evidence,
most of which was in your possession
at the time of your arrest.
You have heard all the testimony,
witness accounts,
statements from the victims' families.
Through it all, you have remained silent,
which is your prerogative.
However, before I pass sentencing,
it is my obligation to afford you the opportunity
to make a statement, should you wish.
Do you care to make a statement at this time, Mr. Grayson?
[Grayson clears throat]
GRAYSON: I would, Your Honour.
[handcuffs clink]
♪
GRAYSON: I have been presented here,
and in the media,
as a monster.
Indeed, my actions have been monstrous.
They are all in the service...
of a greater good.
[grunts]
[Kate screaming]
GRAYSON: Kate, you need to hear me.
[Kate screaming]
-Get him off of her!
EDDY: Get him! Get him!
GRAYSON: So, what do you do?
Do you sacrifice the one to save the many?
Or do you do nothing and let fate run its course?
And is that in itself making a decision?
STUDENT: The only moral choice is do nothing.
-Okay.
STUDENT 2: No, sacrifice the one.
-Alright.
What if that one is...
the President, or the Pope?
Or your mother?
Does that change the equation?
Or what if the one
is an innocent young woman,
her whole life ahead of her,
but the future mother of Adolf Hitler?
STUDENT: Switch the track to Hitler's mother.
-Okay.
So then you're saying that we do
have an ethical obligation to take action,
to willingly participate in an immoral act
for a greater moral good?
Kate, you need to listen to me.
-[inhales sharply]
[taking shallow breaths]
[monitor beeping]
[grunts]
[eerie sound]
[suspenseful music]
[panicked breathing]
[yells]
[suspenseful music]
[whimpering]
[door opens]
-You're awake. That's good.
How are you feeling?
[door shuts]
NURSE: Is everything okay?
[monitor beeping]
-Why am I restrained?
-You were turning in your sleep.
Honey, your ribs are badly bruised but luckily not broken.
You need to remain as still as possible.
How's your neck feeling?
-Sore.
-Yeah.
-[gasps]
[yells]
[gasps]
[sputtering]
MICHELLE: They removed them.
The restraints.
You were having nightmares
and pulling at your IV.
They took the IV out, they took off the restraints.
[sighs]
You must be hungry.
-What am I doing here?
-You don't remember?
-I...
I-- I was in the courtroom.
The judge was speaking. Ella was right next to me.
Where's Ella?
-She's-- she's okay. She's at home.
She's a little banged up, but not nearly as bad as you.
[groans]
-So...
you don't remember Grayson attacking you?
-Attacked me?
[door opens]
NURSE: You're awake.
That's good.
Is everything okay?
-Um, she's not remembering anything about the attack.
-Oh, I wouldn't worry about that right now.
The ability to repress can be key in recovery.
[ominous music]
-But will I remember?
-Uh, it could all come back to you tomorrow,
or you might never remember it.
But either way, it's perfectly normal.
Well, everything looks good here,
and your bruises are healing up nicely.
I'll have to talk to the doctor,
but I don't see any reason you can't go home tomorrow.
-So soon?
-Uh, tomorrow will be day three.
But if you wanna stay longer--
-No.
No, tomorrow's good.
-You should let her get some rest.
-Okay.
-[quietly] Why is there a cop outside my door?
-[quietly] Yeah, we can talk about that tomorrow.
-Am I in danger?
Did Grayson escape or something?
-No.
You're not in danger.
Grayson is-- is dead.
He was shot by Detective Brener.
♪
-[exhales]
So why the cop?
-To keep the media out.
You're famous after all.
-[sighs] For being a victim.
-[sighs]
-What?
-Um, let's just talk about it tomorrow.
-What aren't you telling me?
-When Grayson attacked you...
it looked like he--
like he said something to you.
-So-- so they think--
-It-- it doesn't matter, though, right?
It's all bullshit.
Look, I'll be back tomorrow, okay?
Are you gonna be alright?
Okay.
♪
-I'm sorry I dragged Ella into this.
-It's not your fault, right?
♪
[groans]
[winces]
♪
[sinister music]
♪
[sinister music continues]
♪
[light buzzing]
♪
[sniffles]
♪
[sobs]
[crying]
[light buzzing]
[ominous music]
KATE: [screams] No!
♪
[urgent, indistinct voices]
MAN: Right now, right now, this is it!
REPORTER: What did Grayson say to her?
Was it a name?
Was it his next victim?
REPORTER 2: How has Kate been acting since the attack?
REPORTER: Are you concerned that Kate
was one of Grayson's followers?
REPORTER 2: If she is a follower,
was Grayson angry at her because of her book?
REPORTER: Are you in fear of your own safety?
[indistinct clamour]
[knock on door]
[door opens]
MICHELLE: Kate, are you up?
[door shuts]
[Michelle's footsteps approach]
Kate?
[gasps]
-Hey. -Hey.
What were you doing in the dark?
-Um, the light burnt out last night.
Doctor said I can go home today.
-That's great.
Ella thought you might want a change of clothes.
-That was nice of her.
[winces in pain]
Do you know what happened to my things?
-I have it all in the car, except for your phone.
They haven't found that yet.
Are you remembering anything?
-No.
I try not to think about it, to be honest.
-Maybe you should come out to the house.
At least until the media dies down.
Y'know, they won't think to look for you there.
And what better place to concentrate on your writing?
-I'm not so sure I'm gonna be up for writing for a little while.
-I know Ella would love having you.
♪
REPORTER: Kate, tell us what Grayson said to you.
Was it a name?
-Please, give her some space.
-Kate, are you one of Grayson's followers?
-Just ignore them.
-If it wasn't a name, what did Grayson say to you?
MICHELLE: Please, move. Please.
-Why won't you tell us, Kate?
Why keep it a secret?
ELLA: Alright, you gotta choose, okay?
Hey, which one?
Is it this one? [gasps]
Good boy, Buster!
Look at you, you're too smart.
You're too smart.
♪
They're here! Come on, Buster.
Hey.
[Buster snarls]
ELLA: Buster! Stop, Buster!
DAVID: Hey, hey! Buster!
Hey!
-I'm so sorry. He's never done this before.
DAVID: Hey, you...
ELLA: Buster, it's okay!
DAVID: Shh, shh, shh...
There you go.
We don't get a lot of strangers around here.
Jesus, I didn't mean...
-It's okay, I get it.
Making friends wherever I go.
ELLA: He'll come around.
-Uh, I'll get your bags.
-You didn't stop to get her things?
-She didn't want to.
-Well, that's a little weird, no?
-Hope I'm not intruding.
DAVID: No. Uh, what can we help you with?
-Well, I went to the hospital this morning,
but you had already left.
I was hoping we could, uh, go over a few things.
-No comment, I'm afraid.
-Fair enough.
MICHELLE: Maybe we should talk about this inside.
-Of course. Come in.
-So you're saying that you don't remember what Grayson said?
No name, no message, nothing?
-No, I said I don't remember any of it.
I don't remember the attack at all.
-Any reason that Grayson would have attacked you specifically?
-He was blind.
It was random, just stupid bad luck.
-Ella?
Do you remember if you and your aunt were talking right before?
Any way he could have known that she was behind him?
-We didn't say a word.
No one did.
I mean, other than the judge and Grayson.
-Huh...
You ever talked to him before?
KATE: No.
I mean, I wrote him a few times in prison, but...
he never responded.
Not until...
[papers shuffling]
This showed up at my apartment
the morning of the sentencing.
-You gave him your address?
-No, of course not.
-I use a P.O. box.
BRENER: This is all he sent you?
-Just the photo.
-So you never met him before his arrest?
-What are you suggesting?
-I'm not suggesting anything.
Kate, these are questions that I have to ask, you know that.
-No, I've neither met nor spoken to Grayson
before or after his arrest.
-Which brings us back to... why you?
-Maybe he didn't want me writing about him?
-Then why send you the photo?
Maybe he wanted to make sure that yours was the book
people read.
Perhaps because he somehow thought
that you were, um...
-A believer?
-In your letters to him,
could you have inadvertently led him to believe that you--
-I think we're done here.
-Kate, Kate...
I'm just trying to make sense of this thing here.
For whatever reason, this was not random.
Why do you think he even allowed himself to be arrested
in the first place?
Nothing Grayson did was without a purpose.
You know this.
-I think we need to pick this up another time.
It's been a long couple of days.
-I'll walk you out, Detective.
-[sighs]
[front door opens]
[crows cawing in distance]
♪
[ominous music]
♪
[indistinct conversation]
[crows cawing]
[distant train horn]
[crow cawing]
ELLA: That detective's a bit of an ass.
KATE: He's not so bad. He's just doing his job.
-I guess.
KATE: Have you been sleeping okay?
-My parents say too much.
They think I'm traumatized, or depressed, or both.
-You need to let them worry about you.
Not everybody has that.
[crows cawing in distance]
-Well, how about you?
-Truth?
[crows cawing]
I'm getting these...
-Kate, your nose is bleeding.
Oh my God, hold on.
♪
[Buster growling]
[ominous music]
-Hey, Buster.
Hey, it's okay.
[Buster snarling and barking]
[Kate screams]
Ella!
[Buster barking viciously]
Ella!
[screams]
Ella!
[Buster barking]
Ella! [screaming]
[Buster barking]
-Buster, no!
[Buster barking]
Mom!
-Oh, Jesus.
[dramatic music]
MICHELLE: Oh my God! Ella, call an ambulance!
-No. No, no, Ella, no, no, he didn't bite me.
He didn't bite me.
-Buster!
Buster, hey, hey, hey. Come here.
-It's just... it's just a nosebleed.
It's just a nosebleed.
[Kate sobbing]
[unsettling music]
DAVID: Come on, come on.
♪
DAVID: Hey, what's gotten into you, huh?
Like it or not, Kate is part of the family now,
so you better straighten up
or this'll become a permanent situation out here.
[sighs]
Yeah...
I'm not sure how I feel about it either.
[Buster panting]
-I think it stopped.
-Maybe it was the blood that spooked him.
-Probably.
Scared the hell out of me, that's for sure.
[door opens]
-Um, these should fit.
I put some other clothes on the bed,
and I cleaned up in there.
KATE: Thanks.
-Let you finish getting cleaned up.
Are you gonna be hungry? We're gonna start dinner soon.
-Um, I think I'm just gonna pack it in for the night
and try and get some sleep if that's okay.
-Of course.
We'll see you in the morning.
[door shuts]
[eerie music]
♪
[Buster whimpering]
♪
[barking softly]
[whimpering]
[door rattling]
-Hey.
So, there's something I wanna talk to you about.
-We should have paid more attention
to who this Grayson guy was
before letting Ella go with Kate.
-Uh, there's no way we could have known
what was gonna happen.
Thank God they're both okay.
So...
-It says, "Grayson believed he could predict
"he would take part in a chain of events that would
"bring about the end of the world.
"And by eliminating those people,
"he would break that chain
"and prevent the coming Armageddon."
-Yeah, he was nuts.
-It doesn't bother you that he singled out Kate
and we don't know why?
-Would I like to know? Sure.
But what-- what does it matter now?
He-- he was crazy and now he's dead.
-[sighs]
What if he said something to her?
Like his followers. You know what they did.
-So, what, he--
he said something to Kate and now she's under his control?
-No.
I don't know. We hardly know her.
I mean, look at what Buster did tonight.
That's not normal.
-She is the victim here, okay?
Her and our daughter,
both traumatized by that asshole!
-I get it. I'm just saying maybe...
Maybe this isn't the right place for her.
Maybe she should be somewhere she could get...
therapy or something.
-She needs to be with her family.
And I'm not turning my back on her.
Not again.
-The detective thinks she knows more than she's saying.
That maybe she is just milking the publicity for her book.
-She doesn't even know if she wants to finish her book.
-What was it you wanted to talk about?
-It can wait.
♪
-[Grayson's voice playing faintly on video]
GRAYSON: ...to willingly participate
in an immoral act...
KATE: [in a whisper] What else are you trying to...
But why me?
-[gasps]
[knocks on door]
Kate?
Are you awake?
KATE: Yeah, I'm up.
♪
KATE: Hey.
Haven't been able to sleep.
-I, um...
I found this while I was cleaning up before.
My mom never talks about it.
I-- I didn't know that you and my mom were in the car.
-This is probably the best photo I have of my parents.
I'm gonna try and get some sleep.
-Oh, yeah. Um, of course.
I'll... see you in the morning.
-Night.
[door shuts]
[Buster barking]
[barking and door rattling]
[ominous music]
[Buster barking outside]
-[sighs]
[barking continues]
-He's just pissed we locked him out there.
He'll tire himself out.
[barking continues]
♪
[Buster barking and scratching door]
[door rattling]
[barking continues]
[light buzzing]
[eerie music]
♪
[Buster barking outside]
[crickets chirping outside]
[Buster barking outside]
-[sighs]
[barking continues]
[shuffling sound]
[eerie trickling]
[deep exhalation]
[Kate screams]
[gasping in terror]
-[lamp clatters] -Aah!
[breathing shakily]
[quiet, eerie music]
♪
[ominous music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
-[glass cracks] -[Kate gasps]
[items breaking]
KATE: [groans] Michelle!
[Kate grunting and struggling]
[glass breaks]
[screams]
[window shatters]
[Kate screams]
-You need to listen to me.
-[people screaming] -[light buzzing]
-I need you to kill.
GUARDS: Get off! Get off!
-You need to kill.
[Kate screaming]
[gunshot]
[Kate gasps]
GRAYSON: [indistinct speech]
So really it's about moral ambiguity versus conviction.
Decisions you make, day in, day out that shape your life.
Which path do you take?
Think about that this weekend, and I will see you all Monday.
[indistinct conversation]
♪
[ominous music]
♪
[ominous music continues]
♪
[sinister music]
♪
[birds chirping]
[birds calling]
-Buster?
Buster?
[crow cawing]
Buster?
[grunts]
Perfect.
[lock clanking]
[grunts]
[bag thuds down]
DAVID: Buster!
♪
Buster!
♪
DAVID: Buster!
♪
DAVID: Buster!
[eerie music]
-[gasps]
♪
DAVID: Buster!
♪
[ominous music]
♪
-Hey, you're up.
Did Buster keep you awake with his barking last night?
-I didn't hear anything.
I guess I fell asleep pretty hard.
Did he get out?
-Looks like it.
Don't worry.
I'm sure he'll be back soon.
Buster isn't one to miss a meal.
-Hey, has Kate come down yet?
I wanted to ask her something.
-Not yet. I'm sure she's still sleeping.
-I don't think so.
I knocked twice; she didn't answer.
-She's not in the bathroom?
Can you finish this?
-Sure. -Thanks.
[crow cawing in distance]
[chopping with knife]
[knock on door]
MICHELLE: Kate, are you in there?
[knocks]
I'm coming in, okay?
[door creaks]
[breathing nervously]
[birds chirping outside]
[sighs]
[eerie music]
♪
[exhales]
♪
[tools clinking]
[ominous music]
[insects buzzing and birds chirping]
-[sighs]
[branch breaks]
[David sighs]
[branch breaks]
[ominous music]
♪
[flies buzzing]
♪
[branch breaks]
Buster, is that you?
[sighs]
Look, my patience is wearin' thin here, buddy.
You make nice with Kate, you can come back in the house.
[branch breaks]
[unsettling music]
♪
DAVID: Buster!
[grass rustles]
[David groans]
-Dad, breakfast!
[flies buzzing]
[David groans]
ELLA: Dad!
DAVID: Yeah!
I'll be right in.
[flies buzzing and crows cawing]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[door shuts]
[grunts with effort]
[exhales]
[flies buzzing]
[David sighs]
[flies buzzing]
DAVID: Buster!
[buzzing of flies intensifies]
DAVID: Buster!
♪
MICHELLE: Hey, what happened?
DAVID: Hmm?
-You're bleeding.
-Oh, I, uh, I tripped looking for Buster.
-Oh, no, don't touch it. Your hands are dirty.
ELLA: You didn't find him?
DAVID: No. No, he's not far.
He'll come pokin' his nose around
as soon as he gets hungry.
MICHELLE: You were gone early this morning.
Didn't even have your coffee.
-Yeah, I just wanted to check on him.
Where's Kate? She not eating?
ELLA: Um...
MICHELLE: We're not sure where she is.
DAVID: What do you mean?
How can you not know where she is?
-Um, she's not in her room.
Not in the house.
-She probably just went for a walk.
-Should we be concerned?
Should someone go lookin' for her?
-Um, I think last night...
I don't know, when I woke up this morning--
[door opens]
-Just in time for breakfast.
-Thanks, I'm starving.
-You had everyone wondering where you'd gotten to.
-Oh, I just needed some air.
I didn't get much sleep last night.
-Have you seen this?
A friend just sent that to me.
-Well, that's bullshit.
MICHELLE: I don't understand.
She died of a stroke. She was 89 years old.
KATE: There's no new sound bites,
so they're just making shit up.
-Can I see it?
KATE: It's not true.
-Some of them just say whatever they want these days.
ELLA: An anonymous source says
an inquiry is likely to be open within days.
-Anonymous.
MICHELLE: See?
It could be anyone.
DAVID: Or...
Or maybe Kate is the anonymous source.
Maybe Kate wants to get as much publicity for her book
as she can.
-David. -No.
Let's be honest here. We're all family.
MICHELLE: David, stop it.
DAVID: No, she needs to hear this.
Kate...
Are you listening to me?
[both scream]
MICHELLE: No, stop!
Stop, get off!
-You need to listen to me, Kate.
MICHELLE: Stop! Stop, David! ELLA: Dad!
MICHELLE: David, stop!
-Stop! -David, please, get off!
David, get off, please!
-You need to kill. -[stabbing sound]
-[David yells] -[Michelle screams]
[David gasps]
♪
[Kate breathing heavily]
-[sighs] What the hell was that?
-She's traumatized, alright?
-Okay.
She needs professional help.
-I can't do this right now.
-She needs to be somewhere where people can--
[Kate whimpering]
-Is it deep?
-I don't know. It won't stop bleeding.
-Can I see?
♪
-I'm kinda making a habit of this, huh?
-It's just a bit of a rough patch.
Here, have a seat.
I'll clean you up.
♪
-You don't believe what that article's saying, do you?
-No.
Of course not.
[Kate winces]
[ominous trickling sound]
[Kate grunts]
-I'm sorry, did I hurt you?
-No.
No, just a bit. It's fine.
-Are you okay?
[knock on door]
DAVID: Hey, uh, Ella's gonna give me a hand
with the shed door, if you're lookin' for her.
-Alright.
Almost done.
Look, I know you've always resented me
for not taking you after Mom and Dad died.
-I don't resent you.
-I know things weren't great with Aunt June.
-That's a bit of an understatement.
-I was...
I was just dealing with my own depression and--
and other things.
The last thing that you needed was to be with me.
-You seem to be doing alright.
Ella turned out okay.
[phone ringing]
-David, Ella, are you still here?
[phone ringing]
MICHELLE: Here.
I'll be right back.
[ominous music]
♪
[indistinct police radios]
[line trilling]
MICHELLE: [phone] Hello?
-Mrs. Moore, it's Detective Brener.
-Good morning, Detective. How can I help you?
-Well, I was hoping to come to the house today
and finish my talk with Kate.
See if maybe she remembers anything new.
-Not as far as I know.
She didn't sleep much last night,
so I don't think today is a good idea.
BRENER: Well, it's just a few things to go over.
Won't take any time.
Mrs. Moore?
MICHELLE: Did you see the article
that came out this morning?
An inquiry into her aunt's death,
suggesting that Kate may have had something to do with it.
-I saw it, yeah.
Uh, but it's not coming from us.
With all the media, it could be a local authority
trying to get a bit of that spotlight to shine on them.
-So there's nothing to it?
-It's something I'm gonna follow up on.
-I see.
-Mrs. Moore...
It really is important that I talk with Kate soon.
-Well, I have your card.
I'll call you in the morning and let you know how she's doing.
Thank you.
[phone beeps off]
-That was fast.
You tell her?
-Never got the chance.
KATE: [in a whisper] No, I don't want to.
Just leave me alone.
I understand, but why does it need to be me?
I don't know if I can do that.
Just leave me alone like you said.
Uh... uh...
I wasn't snooping.
I was just looking for a bandage.
-David and Ella don't know yet,
so if you could just not...
-Of course.
♪
[ominous music]
♪
Are you happy about it?
The baby?
-I don't know how I feel about it yet.
Here.
♪
Did I just hear you talking to someone?
-Who would I be talking to?
-Right.
♪
MICHELLE: Look, maybe...
maybe it is a good idea for you to see someone.
-A therapist?
-[dramatic music] -[Kate gasps]
-Kate...?
♪
KATE: I'm sorry.
Can we just... not do this right now?
I really need some sleep.
♪
[sinister music]
♪
[eerie music]
♪
-I brought you something to help you sleep.
Still being light out.
-Thanks.
♪
-You started working on your book again.
So soon.
-Yeah.
Just doing a bit of research.
♪
When Ella was cleaning up before,
she found this.
[Michelle sighs]
♪
-You didn't tell her we were in the car.
[truck horn honking]
-I didn't think she needed that image in her head.
[groans]
[panting]
♪
I'll let you get some sleep.
-I lied to you before.
-About...?
-My car.
It's not in the shop.
I had to sell it for the money.
I was too embarrassed to admit it before, but...
I'm broke.
So I don't really have a choice. I have to finish the book.
-Well...
You'll have a hell of an ending.
♪
[door creaks and shuts]
♪
KATE: You did it on purpose.
[phone ringing in distance]
♪
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
BRENER: [phone] Mrs. Moore, it's Detective Brener again.
-[sighs]
Detective, I thought we were speaking tomorrow.
-Yes, but I... I have some new information
I think you should be aware of.
-Alright...
BRENER: We're pretty sure we know how Grayson found Kate.
-Okay...?
-Did Kate ever mention
who the former occupant of her apartment was?
-No, but why would that matter?
-Well, I shouldn't tell you this, but...
Amanda Jennings.
An early follower of Grayson's.
She shot and killed an Ohio school teacher
five years ago before killing herself.
-No, there--
You're-- you're not suggesting that...
BRENER: Mrs. Moore, you know--
-No, there-- there's gotta be an explanation here.
Research... Do-- doing research.
Y'know, she couldn't have been the-- the first writer
who wanted to get close to her subjects.
-No.
No, I'm-- I'm sure she wouldn't.
I just wanted you to be aware.
-Well, I appreciate that, Detective.
BRENER: How are things going over there, Mrs. Moore?
-Everyone is still coming to terms with what happened.
BRENER: Well, I'd say that's expected.
Mrs. Moore, it's really quite important
that I finish my conversation with Kate.
Now more than ever, given this new information.
-She's still sleeping.
She probably will be for the better part of the day.
Thank you, Detective.
[phone beeps off]
[sighs]
[thud]
[dramatic music]
-[sighs]
[unsettling music]
♪
DAVID: Hey, Ella?
Can you bring back some water when you're done?
-Yeah, okay!
[rifling through fridge]
[ominous music]
♪
[muffled thud]
[eerie music]
-Mom?
[ominous music]
♪
[crow cawing]
♪
[Ella screams in distance]
ELLA: Dad!
[dramatic music]
♪
-Ella?!
[breathing heavily]
♪
What have you done?
-I-I haven't-- I haven't done anything!
I was just sleep--
-Ella!
Ella!
Michelle!
DAVID: Ella!
Michelle!
Ella!
[suspenseful music]
DAVID: Michelle!
Jesus.
Oh, Jesus.
Oh my God.
Hey...
Hey, hey.
Oh my God.
[ominous music]
I'm gonna call 911, okay?
Oh my God.
Where's Ella?
-I don't know. I don't know, I don't know--
-Where is she? [grunts with effort]
-[Kate crying] -Where is she?
-[crying] I don't know!
-Where is Ella? -I don't know!
-[arm thudding] -[knife hits floor]
[Kate crying]
-Where is she? -I don't know.
I don't know. I don't know.
[David grunts]
-[Kate grunts] -Ella!
KATE: Please, I would never hurt them!
DAVID: Shut up.
Ella!
[ominous music]
DAVID: Ella!
KATE: Please...
Please!
Please, there's something you don't understand!
-[thud] -[David groans]
-[murmuring]
♪
[door creaks opens]
No, please...
[dramatic music]
Please... Please, no.
Please, leave us alone.
Please...
[crying] Please, no!
No!
What do you want?
Please!
Where are the guns?
♪
Please...
Please, no!
No, please!
[slow ticking sound]
[slow ticking continues]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[handcuffs clink]
[breathing deeply]
[sinister music]
[metronome ticking]
♪
[chain scratching post]
[chair creaking]
[Kate grunts with effort]
[panicked whimpering]
[gasps]
♪
[sighs]
KATE: Eddy...
What... what did you give me?
-Don't worry.
Something to help you remember.
It's very important that you remember.
We've been very patient.
Now it's time.
♪
[metronome ticking]
♪
-Where's Ella?
-She's safe,
but somewhere you're unlikely to find without my help.
-[takes a deep breath]
-But let's hope it doesn't come to that.
I need you to focus, Kate.
Everything Grayson has done was leading him to you,
to give you a message, a name.
All of our fates depend on you remembering it.
Do you understand that?
-You don't really believe.
-Oh, I do believe.
Spend as much time with Grayson as I have
and you begin to see something that is...
incredibly rare.
The truth.
[metronome ticking]
-Grayson wasn't the first.
They... they killed my parents.
-Yes.
Yes, Grayson's predecessor thought it ended
with your mother.
His, um, his vision wasn't as strong as Grayson's.
[Kate breathing slowly]
[eerie music]
-It's... it's all bullshit.
♪
-Have you been seeing things, Kate?
Visions that are so real.
You may be our future.
Now is the time for you to finish what Grayson didn't.
[sinister music]
♪
-It's-- it's me.
He told me to kill myself.
-Kate, you know it doesn't work that way.
Killing ourselves is a choice.
We choose to do it to prove our convictions.
-Okay.
Okay, the truth-- the truth is...
he told me to kill you.
[chair slides back loudly]
♪
[handcuffs unlock]
♪
-If he told you to kill me, then kill me.
But be sure.
Because killing me also kills Ella.
And you don't want us both to die for nothing.
-[sobbing]
♪
-I'll know when you're telling the truth, Kate.
[metronome ticking]
♪
-Eddy...
Fuck you.
-[loud slap] -[Kate screams]
GRAYSON: You need to listen to me.
-[screaming]
♪
[echoing groans and screams]
-It's time.
-[screaming]
GRAYSON: You need to kill.
-[groans]
-He's here to help you.
So stop fucking around!
[Kate gasps]
KATE: Get him off!
EDDY: Get off!
-You need to kill Ella.
-[screams] No!
[gunshot]
[Kate gasps]
BRENER: Drop it, Eddy!
[gunshot]
KATE: No!
-Kate, are you hurt?
-Eddy, Eddy, Eddy, Eddy...
I believe, I believe.
Eddy, I believe now.
-Kate, are you hurt?
-Hey. -The name he gave me is Ella.
I need to know where Ella is.
I need to finish this.
-Behind... the house.
Walk.
BRENER: We're gonna get you some help.
Kate, talk to me!
[suspenseful music]
EDDY: Train tracks...
...will be near.
EDDY: ...will guide you.
-Okay, everything's gonna be alright.
♪
Hey, Kate, Kate...
-[groans]
-Everything's gonna be alright, okay?
It's over.
It's all over.
Let's get you out of here.
BRENER: It's okay. I got you, I got you, I got you.
[ominous music]
♪
[door unlatches]
[Michelle crying]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[sirens wailing]
[indistinct radio chatter continues]
[sombre music]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter continues]
[siren whooping]
♪
[electrical buzzing]
♪
[buzzing continues]
♪
[eerie music]
♪
[mysterious music]
♪
-Your sister and brother-in-law are gonna be okay.
-You should know Michelle's pregnant.
-The EMTs are aware.
Things are looking good there.
Did he say anything that could help us find Ella?
-I tried to get him to say it, but...
-Okay, well...
It'll be easier to search once it gets bright.
We'll find her.
-How did you know to come tonight?
-I didn't.
Your sister was keeping me from speaking to you, so I thought,
hard to say no if I'm standing on your doorstep.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
-So, what happened in the basement?
I heard you screaming, and...
I know Eddy said something to you.
-I'm not sure what you're talking about.
OFFICER: [radio] Detective Brener?
We found something in the shed.
-Alright.
Be right there.
[ominous music]
♪
[suspenseful music]
♪
[door unlatches]
♪
KATE: Ella!
Ella!
♪
Ella!
[unsettling music]
♪
KATE: Ella!
Ella!
[ominous music]
♪
[Kate breathing deeply]
[train horn in distance]
♪
[train horn in distance]
[flies buzzing]
[Ella whimpering]
[footsteps approaching]
♪
[Ella moaning]
♪
[Ella whimpering]
-Ella!
[Ella whimpering]
[suspenseful music]
[Ella whimpering and flies buzzing]
♪
[Ella whimpering and flies buzzing]
[flies buzzing]
KATE: Don't worry. It'll be over soon.
[Ella whimpering]
[suspenseful music]
[muffled, panicked sounds]
♪
[silence]
[flies buzzing]
[train horn]
[breathing shakily]
[train horn]
-Kate! Where are you going?
[ominous music]
♪
Kate, why aren't you answering me?
[train horn]
[groans in pain]
[train horn getting louder]
ELLA: What are you doing? Get out of there!
[brakes screeching]
ELLA: Kate, why are you doing this?
Get out of there! Please, don't!
No! [yells]
[train roaring past]
[phone ringing]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
REYES: The phone they found in Eddy Hall's car,
the techs finally unlocked it.
Looks like it belonged to Kate Harris.
-Anyone go through it?
REYES: No, they're leaving that for you.
They said the, uh, the voice memo app
was the last thing opened.
Oh, and, uh, her aunt's death...
Confirmed, natural causes.
[answering phone] Reyes.
Yeah.
Great. Give me one second.
Yeah.
I'll confirm that.
JUDGE: [recording] Please bring in the offender.
[distorted speech]
JUDGE: You are before this court today
to be sentenced on 53 counts of murder.
GRAYSON: [distorted speech] I have been presented here,
and in the media, as a monster.
Indeed, my actions have been monstrous.
They are all in the service...
of a greater good.
[commotion and Kate screaming]
GRAYSON: You need to hear me.
KATE: Get off! ELLA: Get him off of her!
EDDY: Get off! Get off!
GRAYSON: You need to listen to me.
[crowd yelling]
GRAYSON: You need to kill...
EDDY: Get off! Get off!
[Kate grunting]
-You need to kill Ella.
Michelle, David.
Kill them all.
Do you hear me, Detective?
[Kate screaming]
-[gunshot] -[crowd screaming]
EDDY: Get off!
GRAYSON: You need to kill Ella, Michelle, David.
Kill them all.
Do you hear me, Detective?
[Kate screaming]
-[gunshot] -[crowd screaming]
[sinister music]
♪
REYES: Everything alright?
BRENER: It will be.
[ominous music and metronome ticking]
♪
OFFICER: Thank you.
♪
[sombre, foreboding music]
♪
[sighs]
[safety on gun clicks]
♪
[gunshot]
ELLA [VO]: No one can say why Detective Brener
did what he did.
Had years of digging through the wreckage
left in Grayson's wake proven too much?
Had Kate's death pushed him over the edge?
We may never know, but one thing is certain,
Brener's death marked the end of a long trail
of senseless murders,
all in the name of yet another false prophet.
TV INTERVIEWER: And there you have it.
The nation's number one bestseller
for three months now, "Surviving Grayson,"
one family's harrowing escape from the clutches
of America's deadliest cult.
I'd like to thank the author, Ella Moore,
and her parents, David and Michelle,
for allowing us into their home today
for this in-depth conversation.
It's a tragic story told with dignity and grace.
-Well, that's all Kate.
That's her writing.
I-- I just wanted to see it finished for her
and for all the other victims.
-All of the proceeds from the book
will be split between the victims' families
and the Foundation for Cult Deterrence.
INTERVIEWER: Ella, will you be following
in Kate's footsteps, pursuing a career in writing?
-Uh... [chuckles]
We'll see what the future brings.
♪