How much doubt is reasonable?
Well, folks,
if I had to choose whether or not to take someone's life...
And that is the choice before you today,
make no mistake...
I don't think any amount would seem reasonable.
Now, me, I had to kill someone?
I'd need it etched in gold and signed by God himself.
So I ask,
how much doubt are you folks comfortable with?
He tells me a story.
He says he's my son.
Henry, adopted.
Did you start the fire in the hospital?
And then he starts saying, "I heard it, Dad."
We have to go to the woods.
Schisma has been getting louder again, Henry.
It hasn't risen to these levels in decades.
Do you hear it?
We have to go.
We have to go to the woods.
Who are you?
The reason, the stain, the curse on our town.
... dragging evil behind you everywhere you went.
I was trying to get back.
I couldn't.
Then Lacy found me,
took me to Shawshank.
After all these years,
I still don't know what you really are.
You believe me, don't you?
Bless, O Lord, this food to our purpose
and keep us ever mindful of the needs of others.
In Jesus' name, amen.
They painted over my parking spot today.
Painted it blue.
Little white man in a wheelchair.
I thought, well, that's about right.
I never had kids, because of you.
I waited on retirement.
And waited
for instructions
from Him.
Hmm.
Death don't have no mercy in this land
He'll come to your house and he won't stay long
You'll look in the bed and somebody will be gone
Death don't have no mercy in this land
Well, Death will go in any family in this land
Well, Death will go in every family in this land
Well, he'll come to your house and he won't stay long
Well, you'll look in the bed and one of your family will be gone
Death will go in any family in this land
Why?
Why are you telling me?
To you, we're strangers.
But I've known you all my life.
I need your help.
To convince Henry to go out there with me.
Henry.
Why, Henry?
'Cause he hears it, the sound.
I think it's some kind of door
from one world to the other.
I went back out there, nothing happened.
I didn't even know what to look for.
How do you know that it's even there at all?
It has to be.
You believe me, don't you?
I want to...
I just...
Bring Henry to Harmony Hill.
There's something I want to remind him of.
Wait, I...
What was I like?
Over there?
Happier.
This is Henry Deaver, I'm away from my phone.
Please leave a message after the tone.
Henry, I got your text.
I'm sorry, I haven't seen your mom.
I hope she's okay.
But I really need to talk to you.
Call me soon as you can.
Aah!
What the fuck?
Ruth.
It's me, it's Molly.
Why don't you come down from there?
No, dear, I would but I've got to get to the hospital.
You see,
I love Alan Pangborn.
So I'll stay at the hospital three extra days this time.
And Alan won't leave my side.
How 'bout that?
Ruth, please, oh, God.
Please, come down.
Ruth, Alan's dead.
I know that.
I'm the one who shot him.
But he's also alive, other times.
The zigs and zags, the forks in the river.
Always changing, always the same.
Alan's dead, Alan's alive.
Been here before.
Be here again.
You and me on the bridge.
Ruth, please, let's just go home.
You always say that.
Every time.
One of those other times,
you left Matthew?
You went away with Alan.
You already had a bag packed.
First time you said that.
Ruth.
Please.
Tonight's discharges,
next chain's out tomorrow.
Augusta State, 0800.
Hundred fifty-two less mouths to feed.
What about Bolduc Correctional?
They're draggin' their ass on our intakes.
So, I'll keep pushing but nobody seems to give a damn
we got a deadline to clear this place out.
The search is focusing on a wide stretch of Castle Woods
near the suspect's last known location.
Shawshank's been open 100 years.
One headcase goes postal.
Nine of my men are dead.
An institution dies with them.
And in other news today...
You hear it now?
- It's that way. - False witness.
I know you don't hear it.
And I know why you don't.
You see, I figured out the problem, Henry.
She's the problem.
She's forced you to deceive me the way that she's deceived me
for the last year with the sheriff.
She lies with another man.
And that's a sin in the eyes of the Lord.
But soon your mother will be called home.
And when she's gone,
we will live pure, just the two of us
in the cathedral of His voice.
Gone where?
For the wages of sin is death.
- Romans. - Romans.
6:23.
That's a father's son.
What are you gonna do?
She's left me no choice.
No!
Henry.
Henry!
Hey.
You okay, man?
Dude,
this shit's happening all over town.
Global warming, right?
What the hell?
Front door open.
And now privately owned Shawshank will be closing its doors.
Mom.
Where's the queen?
Henry.
I just talked to Jackie.
- Are you okay? - What are you doing here?
I'll put this with the pepper.
I found her out on the bridge.
She was gonna jump again.
Shit.
Jesus.
Henry, you got stabbed.
I know, I...
I don't know what's happening.
He came to me, Henry.
Who?
Warden Lacy, Zalewski.
Juniper Hill, Alan,
terrible things just follow him wherever he goes
like he's a magnet or something.
And he's saying
it was the same for you over there.
Over there?
He knew everything, Henry.
About me,
about you, your family.
He was in the shed for two days.
Looking through all that old stuff.
Studying the albums, memorizing the tapes.
All he wants is for you to help him get home.
To go out to the woods with him.
Yes.
He thinks that the door is...
The door or whatever it is...
He thinks it's open right now and he doesn't know
how long it will stay open for.
We need to turn him in, Molly.
Where am I supposed to meet him?
You're not gonna help him.
My dad took me out to the woods chasing after a sound
and he ended up dead.
Now let's say I do believe this,
you're saying that you went out there and you ended up dead, too,
so either way, someone always ends up dead.
- Henry. - Where is he, Molly?
Hello?
No.
Who?
Wendell?
Wendell.
Dad.
Why did you get off that bus?
What were you thinking?
It was the sound.
What?
There's a sound out there in the woods, Dad, it's like a...
A hum.
I don't know, it's hard to explain,
I couldn't stay on the bus.
You know, I had to get closer.
Let's go.
Mr. Deaver.
A word.
- You can call me. - You're not going anywhere this time.
Dad.
Give us a second.
Wait for me out there.
It's okay.
You know this man, don't you?
He's dead.
Eyewitness says that you and Mr. Branch
had an argument a few nights ago.
So here we are again.
Where is he?
Who?
You let him stay here after we released him.
Oh, um...
He's not here.
Warden Lacy was right.
He's the fucking devil.
Hey.
Are you okay? Do you need to come inside and sit down or something?
Aah!
Your fingerprints were found in the RV and your DNA.
You were in the woods late at night.
Fled the scene of a crime.
Friend of your father,
the bed and breakfast, breaking and entering.
Wherever you go,
there's bloodshed.
People have always had questions about you.
Questions that never got answered.
And you come waltzing back to town and there's more questions than ever.
You're a lawyer.
Why wait for another one?
Phone call.
Ma'am, you said she just walked across the street?
Hey, hey, knock it off.
Knock it off, sit down!
Natives are getting restless in here.
Look, I can't leave them on the bus all day.
What the hell do you expect us to do?
Hello?
You think he left it for Porter?
It's exactly like the one he left in my office.
I don't know what to believe about him anymore.
Molly, I need a favor.
A big one.
I need you to take Wendell to Boston.
To his mother.
- Okay. - And from there, just keep driving.
Start over.
Somewhere warm, Virginia.
Mexico.
Just...
Get away from Castle Rock, from all this.
From me.
You don't even live here.
Yeah, well, it looks like I'm gonna be
staying here a little longer.
They can't
possibly believe...
People around here believe all sorts of things about me.
Time's up.
Harmony Hill.
The cemetery.
Hands up!
Your dad didn't do anything.
You know that, right?
I guess.
This town is fucked up.
Always has been.
Does it have something to do with the sound?
Whatever's in the woods?
You sent them.
I understand.
That's what I would've done.
She told you?
Everything?
I don't know how much time we have left.
If the sound stops,
I think I could be stuck here.
As long as I'm here,
things will get worse.
People will die.
I can't stop it.
I'm not supposed to be here.
And you didn't want any of this?
Who are you?
Same as you.
A victim.
Mm-mm. No. I don't believe you.
What about the dream?
You're in a basement.
You're locked in a cage.
It makes sense that you don't remember.
Think about what you went through in that cage.
When they found me,
even after I got out,
it didn't all fit together.
But then I got to your house.
My house.
Your memories will come back, too.
Maybe in pieces.
One at a time.
But they will.
If my mom had stayed in Castle Rock,
with my dad,
in your world, I mean,
what would've happened?
He would've killed her.
He knew all about Alan and Mom.
She told me after we left.
Romans 6:23.
- "The wages of sin is..." - "Death."
After all, I did what my son said, dear.
But I'm not one much for coddling.
Good night, Mrs. Deaver.
And soon your mother will be called home
and when she's gone, we will live pure,
just the two of us in the cathedral of His voice.
For the wages of sin is death.
Move to the back of the cell.
Both of you.
Let's go.
Stop.
Get in.
Bring 'em in.
I don't think so, man.
What the fuck?
It's him.
Nic Cage.
Nic fuckin' Cage.
National fucking treasure.
You look like a little punk, bitch.
Come on, we're gonna turn you out, boy.
Come lap it up, huh?
Whose bitch are you now?
He don't look so fuckin' tough to me.
Get the fuck off me!
Boyd was a fucking piece of shit. I wish he died slow.
Boyd made you his bitch, didn't he?
How 'bout I make you mine, right now?
Big words for a guy with such a little dick.
You staring at me in the shower again?
Fuckin' faggot.
I'll pay up.
Pay up when you suck my...
Back up, face the wall.
Show me your weapon.
I'm fuckin' bleeding.
Show me the shank, asshole.
All right, settle down and let's take a look.
Hands on the wall, now!
Show me your hands.
Shit.
Would somebody get a medic in here?
Come on, the keys!
Come on.
Don't, don't...
Don't...
Don't go out there.
Henry.
We need to leave.
No.
Now.
You did this.
Get up.
When we get there,
you'll see.
That it's all true.
I don't wanna hurt you, Henry.
Henry, I don't wanna hurt you.
Where'd you go, son?
Henry.
Where'd you go, son?
Henry, where'd you go?
Where'd you go, son?
Henry, I don't wanna hurt you, son.
Is it louder?
The truth doesn't change, it's just truth, pure,
butjustice?
That looks different
depending on what side of that invisible line you're on.
And Ron...
Your line
is here.
See?
Runs right through Wilma Jerzyck's azaleas.
You dug your septic here.
Maine property law is a briar patch,
but I got some tricks up my sleeve.
Dad.
Hey.
- You're early. - Yeah.
- How you doin'? - Good.
Check.
Take your time.
Some folks get away.
Spend the rest of their lives trying to forget this place.
See you tomorrow, Grandma.
Maybe they do forget.
For a while.
Some never leave,
no matter how hard they try.
Most of us
are trapped here for a reason.
Everyone in this town has some sin
or regret.
Some cage of his own making.
And a story.
A sad one.
About how we got this way.
"It wasn't me, it was this place."
That's what we say.
But that's a story, too.
It doesn't change a thing.
Maybe something turned you into a monster.
Or maybe you were one all along.
Doesn't matter.
You're here now.
This is who you are.
This is where you live.
This is where you're from.
What is this?
Christmas present.
It's Christmas?
Tomorrow.
I know you still have doubts, Henry.
How long are we gonna do this?
Don't know.
After a while, you forget...
Which side of the bars you're on.
That's what Warden Lacy used to say.
Merry Christmas.
Look how things turned out for him.
"The axe felt right in my hand.
But, let me tell you,
when I heard the pop of a skull giving up its secrets,
felt the root and stem of a cleft brain stopping the blade,
I realized where that axe really belonged.
Dead center
of the good professor's head."
What, it's like a horror or whatever?
That's pretty reductive.
I don't get the title.
"Overlooked."
Who's overlooked?
Backstory,
you know, ancient history.
It's family history.
I'm actually headed out west on a research trip next month.
Best place to finish a book is where it started.
I read that somewhere.
Dearest darlin' I had to write to say that
I won't be home anymore
'Cause something happened to me
As I was driving home And I'm not the same anymore
Oh, I was only 24 hours from Tulsa
Ah, only one day away from your arms
I saw a welcoming light And stopped to rest for the night
And that is when I saw you
As I pulled in outside of a small motel He was there
And so I walked up to him
Asked where I could get something to eat And he showed me where
Oh, I was only 24 hours from Tulsa
Ah, only one day away from your arms
He took me to the cafe And he asked me if I would stay
I said, "Okay"
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