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What did you do?!
Harriet Jacobs writes,
"I was born a slave, but I never knew it
till six years of happy childhood had passed away."
I think what's interesting is how Ms. Jacobs
ignited the compassion for those still in bondage,
exciting Northern white women and men -
with the plight of the slave girl.
So...
Shay, can you please control your environment?
Jasmine.
My bad.
All right,
let's wrap it up here for today.
Next week, you'll be discussing Paul Laurence Dunbar's poem
- "Sympathy"... - Yeah.
So, uh...
right now?
This early, hmm?
In the morning, it's medicine.
Just not while I'm in class, okay?
Still pending?
-Still pending. -Shit.
-All of them? -Yep.
Everything slowed down.
And the center cut my hours.
Well, don't worry.
I got my financial aid coming in next month, so...
Mm, nice for you.
Gold Grant withheld mine.
So what's the point of Gold Grant then
if we can't even get the classes that we need?
I'm only taking one class,
and they didn't offer one I needed to transfer.
Let's get out of here and move to Atlanta or something.
I mean, realistically, neither of us can afford to move.
Because we are big broke.
The beauty of being broke
is that we can be broke anywhere.
You hear me?
I'm serious, Shay.
What's keeping you here?
Shay?
Oh, I'm so glad I caught you.
Hi. I'm Kate Simmons.
Uh, hi.
Sorry, am I supposed to know you?
Oh, um, I got your application on Sitter Search.
-Oh. -And I read your bio.
I checked all your references.
It turns out I know your boss Christopher.
We went to high school together.
I was just here asking about you.
So, uh, which listing were you?
It's the Hopkins estate.
Here.
Yeah, I, uh...
I know this place.
I know it's not the most colorful photo,
but, uh, it's not a plantation anymore.
It's been in the family for generations.
Generations?
But it's really just a home. It's just walls and a window--
I mean, all that stuff is long gone.
I see that your rate is between 15 and 20 dollars an hour,
and I-I'll pay you $200 just to come up and-and meet the kids
and tour the house.
Two hundred?
I will pay for your car both ways.
And just come up,
and if you're not feeling the vibe,
then you'll still get paid.
Got it.
Okay. See you after your work.
Are you insane?
We need the money.
You said it's a slave plantation, Shay.
-Need I say more? -Was.
And relax. I'm not gonna actually take a job
babysitting a bunch of white kids at a plantation.
Like, no.
Then why are you going?
Because I still get paid 200 bucks.
How do we know she's not a nutcase?
All right, I get it.
-I'll send you my location. -Thank you.
Peace.
As a Black man, I agree with the girl.
What, were you eavesdropping?
You guys were loud.
Well, cover your ears.
I'm just saying that, uh, you know,
in this climate of racial injustice, especially down here,
it's not a good look.
Well, maybe you should keep an eye on the road.
Well...
...racism is harder for brothers like me.
-Expectations, you know? -How so?
I can't ball.
I can't dance.
It's horrible.
Which is why I rely on my most charming,
undeniably adorable personality.
If you need a ride, just let me know.
I'll be your personal chauffeur.
Check it out.
Mass graves.
Where they buried the slaves.
Damn, they couldn't even give us a proper burial.
Boys, come inside now.
Um, what's up with this kid?
Andrew, now.
Yeah, now, Andrew.
Well...
there goes massa and her chil'ren.
Shut up.
Can you just...
wait till I get back?
Yeah. 20 minutes.
Then you're on your own.
Okay.
Thank you for coming.
Come in.
I can't imagine what it must be like for you
to be in a place like this.
I'm only here because my mother is dying,
and I wanted to be with her in her final days.
I'm sorry.
Uh, I mean, after the upgrades,
I'm not really sure what we're gonna do with this place.
It was weird growing up here.
Please don't judge me.
We don't get to choose where we grow up.
Let me show you the house.
Mind your step. We're renovating.
We're in the electrical phase.
The connections are spotty, so it causes the lights to flicker.
This is our fun little arts and crafts project.
It keeps the kids busy.
My husband cannot wait for this debacle to be over.
This is not his thing.
He comes and goes from L.A.
But, um, let me show you the rest of the house.
That room's a mess.
Haven't gotten around to that room yet.
Springfield Model 1861 rifle.
These belonged to my great-granduncle.
Fought in the Civil War?
Killed in action.
This was taken when his body was returned.
Whoa.
Mourning portrait.
That's wild.
It's a way to honor those
that have passed on to the other side.
How do you know so much about this stuff?
-Uh, I'm an African American studies major. -Hmm.
Focus more on the Civil War era, but...
Yeah, I've only seen these in, like, textbooks.
His wife?
Mm-hmm.
My mother loved to show this off.
She fancied herself on Southern tradition.
I never really understood her pride about it.
The heat is insufferable in here.
-Let me get you a fan. -Oh. Thanks.
Can you hear anything?
Oh.
Hey, you.
What's your name?
I'm Shay.
I'm Blair.
Nice to meet you, Blair.
You have such a pretty smile.
Want to play hide-and-seek?
There's a lot of good places to hide in this house.
Um...
yeah, sure.
It didn't break!
Boys.
What you doing there, buddy?
-I'm a pirate. -Mm.
Pirates are pretty cool.
What about you? You a pirate, too?
No. I-I'm just Andrew.
Hey.
Stop it! Stop it.
-Andrew, stop. -You know,
a weapon like that is used against brave pirates.
Last one holding it has to walk the plank.
Go wash your hands!
What is that?
It's a, uh, branding iron.
I don't know where they even find something like this.
Well, we are on a plantation.
Yeah.
I think they used to have horses here maybe.
With soap.
Okay.
Just need to get you cleaned up, honey.
Mom, it's hot.
It's too hot!
Okay, Mom. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Who wants lemonade?
-Oh, me. -Me.
I hate lemonade.
Shay, do you want in on this lemonade party?
Yeah.
That actually sounds good.
They're great kids, I promise.
They really are.
It's just...
just the move, and I've had to drive them to the hospital.
To be honest, I don't think they really understand
what's going on and...
long days turn into late nights,
and when I finally get them in bed and I crash,
they're up all night, just opening and closing the doors
and flushing the toilet.
I mean, how many times can one person use the bathroom?
Well, I'm not really a great sleeper, either, so...
It's really tough on Andrew.
He gets these nightmares.
I'm sorry.
I'm supposed to be selling you on this job.
Ugh. I'm not usually such an oversharer.
Uh, my mom passed when I was younger, so I get it.
It takes a toll.
Here you go, as promised.
Thank you.
I hope it works out, because you seem really good with kids
and I think the diversity could be good for them.
I'm gonna stop talking, but I-I really enjoyed having you here.
Take care.
You, too.
Waited, hmm?
Only 'cause you fine, girl.
Shay.
What are you up to?
I'm just looking up stuff on the Hopkins estate.
And you wonder why
you have crazy nightmares about this stuff.
I thought you weren't taking that job.
I'm not.
You know what's weird, though?
That you're spending your free time reading about
sugarcane crop yields in the fall of 1859
for a job you're not taking.
I've looked everywhere.
Like, literally everywhere,
and I can't find any information on this place.
If I kidnapped people and forced them to work for me,
I don't think I'd be too eager to write it down, personally.
I'm saying, lots of money would've come from
a plantation that size.
There's no way there wouldn't be any record of it.
I love you, Shay,
but I cannot watch you go down one of your loops again.
Loops?
I mean, sometimes you get a little bit obsessive.
You start digging into some Civil War thing,
and then after that, things get weird.
This is different.
It's something about this place.
I feel drawn to it.
It's weird.
Kill my life.
- Hello. - Hi, Shay. It's Kate.
I'm so, so sorry.
Wh-What is it?
My mother took a turn for the worse,
and, um, she may not make it through the night.
I'm sorry to hear that.
So my husband's flying in, but he can't get here till tomorrow.
Is there... is there any way you can come and spend the night?
Right now?
Yeah, uh,
I have to go to St. Gabriel's, but the kids are asleep,
and, um, I'll be back tomorrow morning.
Mm... um...
Yeah, I'm-I'm not sure, Kate.
I'll pay you $500.
Please, Shay. I have no one else to call.
Where are you going this late?
You're back with Will.
Hell no. Please.
Then where?
Kate's house.
Vanilla Kate?
Yes, Cream Soda Jasmine.
This late?
It's only for a night, and she's paying me 500 bucks.
No. No.
What happened to Miss "I'm not babysitting
some white kids at a plantation"?
I'm driving you.
I already called a car.
Seriously, dude, don't go.
Girl, you only want me to stay because you're high
and too scared to watch this movie by yourself.
No, I'm just hungry.
Well, there's a burrito in the freezer.
You'll be good.
Bye, Jas.
Okay, then I'm going with you.
Kate's never met you. She's not going for that.
Okay, fine.
You call me as soon as you get there and check in with me.
Okay.
Don't go to sleep,
and keep an eye on everyone.
Anything else?
Do not go in there.
In where?
You'll know when you see it.
Oh, God. Okay.
Well, bye.
Mm-mm.
So you're actually gonna spend the night there?
Mm-hmm.
It's good money, and I don't scare easily.
Okay, well, if you need anything, just call me.
No matter what.
I'm your guy.
I'll be here...
- Thank you for coming... - Oh.
...on such short notice.
Don't worry about me.
Just go be with your mom.
Okay.
So, keep track of any movements by them.
They should sleep through the night, except Andrew.
He randomly gets up, like, 3:00 a.m.-ish.
And like an episode or something?
No, it's-it's like a night terror,
but then it passes.
It only started when we moved here.
Um, this is the police department, fire department,
and St. Gabriel's, where I'll be.
Um, here's a list of approved snacks.
And would you like a water?
Oh.
Um, here is, uh, their morning routine.
No devices before 9:00 a.m. I should be back by noon.
I didn't want to wake them up, so if they do wake up,
just call me, and I'll talk to them.
Okay.
So, you can hang out in here.
Extra blankets are in the cabinet.
Um, make yourself at home.
Feel free to eat anything in the fridge.
If they want to sleep in my bed, that's okay.
Um, I think that's that.
Thank you again.
-And I'll call you when I can. -'Kay.
What the hell am I doing in this strange-ass house?
Damn, it's hot.
Please, please. I'm sorry.
-No. -Blair?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Please. It's too hot!
-Blair. -It's too hot!
Blair!
What are you doing?
You could've really hurt yourself.
She told me to clean myself.
She who?
You mean your mom?
She told me to wash it off, every single bit of it.
Wash what off?
Blair, wash what off?
You.
Oh, oh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Oh. You scared me.
I told you to check in.
Sorry, I'm just still looking around this house.
You're looking around that creepy-ass plantation
by yourself?
Shay.
What?
Did Shay stay home to take this job
to conduct her own investigation?
No.
We need the money.
You are so lying, Shay.
You're freaking obsessed. I told you.
Stop being extra, please.
Uh-uh. I just don't want you...
to get extra murdered.
Look, everything's fine.
-Mostly. -Mostly?
It's just...
the little girl, Blair, she...
...she said something weird to me.
What?
-It doesn't matter. -Mm-mm.
It matters.
Whenever a kid tells you something in a creepy house,
you take that shit seriously 100% of the time.
And you would be the world's most trash babysitter.
I saw that look.
Something is not right in that house.
You feel it, too.
All right. Okay.
You want to see?
There you go.
You're just proving my point.
The house is just old, really.
It... has electrical problems.
Jas? Jas?
Did...
-Did you just make that noise? -What? What noise?
No.
No. No, no, no.
Okay, you got me trippin'.
Um, I'm hearing all this crazy stuff now.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
No! Shay, wait, don't! You can't...
Hello?
Where'd you come from?
You okay?
I had a bad dream.
I'm sorry.
You want to talk about it?
Is my mom home?
No, she went to go check on your grandma.
She'll be back soon, though.
So who's knocking?
No one's knocking.
It was probably in your dream.
Why don't you crawl back into bed, okay?
Mom?
Does no one in this house sleep?
Is that you?
Hey, Chase.
Your mom went to the hospital.
Who are you?
It's... Shay.
Stay back.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's me. Remember?
We met earlier.
I'm just here to keep an eye on you guys
until your mom comes back.
Okay?
Did you get that out of the trash from earlier?
-Hey, Kate. -Hey.
I'm just waiting for the doctor, so I only have a minute.
Um, how is everything?
Mom.
It's 3:00 a.m., Chase. Why are you still awake?
Did you take that out of the garbage?
No.
It was in my room.
Okay, listen to me.
Give it to Shay,
wash your hands, and go to sleep.
I love you, buddy.
I love you more.
Uh, okay. Uh, where were we?
Um, everything's fine.
It's just-- something happened with Blair.
- Miss Simmons? - Oh, I got to go.
- Here's the doctor. - It's time.
Okay.
All right, that's enough excitement for the night.
I don't like that Mom's gone.
I know, but she'll be home before you know it.
And if you sleep, it'll go by faster.
Fine. But tell her to wake me up the minute she gets home.
I will.
Night, Chase.
Blair, that better not be you.
You got to be kidding me.
Hopkins.
What are you hiding from me?
Miss Shay?
Are you okay?
You're up again?
Your mom was not kidding.
I'm hungry.
I, um, saw your drawings.
Very talented.
My mom said I needed a creative outlet.
I get it.
I have a few of those.
And you're into history.
Which is cool.
I'm into history, too.
What's that saying?
Those who don't learn history are doomed to repeat it?
Okay.
Let's go family history.
America the beautiful.
"Mangham."
Hello?
Oh, um, right.
Sorry.
Milk first.
Okay.
Only a little.
Got it.
And, um, where do you keep your silverware?
Where'd you get that?
Is this what was in your dream?
Andrew...
...you dreamt about the same door as I did.
Um...
where's your mom keep the extra...
What the hell was that?
I see her!
Oh.
Thought I saw something outside.
What is it?
Where'd it go?
I want my mom.
It's so meant to be.
Oh, my God.
I'm on my way, my queen.
When will Mom be home?
Not until morning.
Try to get some sleep now.
I can't sleep.
Of course you can't.
How about a bedtime story?
My mom used to read me bedtime stories if I couldn't sleep.
Do you miss her?
I heard she went to heaven.
Yeah. I, um...
miss her more than anything.
I miss my best friend.
I bet.
But you'll find another one.
Mommy did not like her.
She would not let her come into the house.
Why not?
Um...
It's okay.
Don't be sad.
You...
You still have the memories.
Are you my best friend?
I totally could be.
Oh, let's play a game.
It's my favorite.
-I'll teach you the words. -Okay.
Uh...
I'm not sure that's a good song to sing.
I mean, there's just a lot of history behind it, and...
You know what?
How about you sing and I'll clap with you?
-What? -Shh.
She's awake.
We have to hide.
-Come on. -Who's awake?
Come on.
I think she heard us.
Who?
You're not supposed to be in here.
Blair, what are you talking about?
She'll kill me if she finds out you're in here.
Your mom?
Blair, your mom's at the hospital.
Okay.
This is ridiculous.
Don't go.
No, no, no, no!
Help me! Help me! Somebody, help!
Help me! Help me!
Shit. Shit.
Oh, shit.
911. What's your emergency? -Hello.
Please, you have to come and help me.
I'm stuck.
I'm stuck in this house, and I can't get out.
Please help me. Please, someone.
- I can't hear you. - Hello?
-You're breaking up. -No, no.
No. Oh, please.
Someone, help me.
No.
The kids.
The kids. No, the kids.
Blair?
It's happening.
Shh. Just... be quiet.
-We got to help her. -No, she's crazy.
No, she isn't.
There is something out there.
You're as crazy as she is.
Andrew? Chase?
Where are you guys?
Boys?
Open the door.
Go away!
Open the door. Come on. We have to leave right now.
Look, I'm just trying to get us out of here, okay?
All of this started when you got here.
Please don't do this right now.
Okay, where's Blair?
Just go away, you psycho!
Okay.
Okay, I'm gonna get us out of here.
Just... just stay.
Stay in here until I get back.
What the hell is going on?
When Mom comes home, I'm so getting my own room.
Shay.
Blair?
I'm in here.
Damn it.
- You were right. - Jas.
-Jas. Jas. Jas, listen to me. -It was called "Mangham,"
and there was some crazy shit before.
Full-on slave revolt. They escaped.
And a crazy-ass woman got pissed, went insane,
-and tried to kill everyone. -J...
Jas, I need you to call 911.
-Jas. -Shay? Shay, can you hear me?
Jas, call
- 911. - Hello? Shay?
I can't hear you.
Shay!
Tell them Hopkins, Mangham.
Jas? Shit, Jas, shit.
-Shay? I'm coming to get you. -Jas.
Wh-What are...
It's locked.
What? No.
Come on, bitch.
Shay, it's, uh, it's Patrick.
Patrick. Patrick. Patrick.
Patrick, help!
I got your keys.
Help. Help.
Shay?
We're going through the window over there!
Shit.
- Come on! - I'll do it!
Oh.
Shay?
-Patrick. Patrick. -Are you okay?
-Patrick, call 911. -Wh-What happened?
Don't come in here. Stay outside.
-Hold on. I got you. I got you. -Please call 911.
What? Wh-Why?
Patrick, don't. Pl...
Stay outside!
No!
Patrick!
Andrew?
Chase?
Blair?
Where are you?
Blair?
Blair.
She'll hear you.
You must stay hidden.
Blair.
Andrew, don't.
Cannot believe I came here.
Dealing with this haunted Gone with the Wind shit.
Andrew. Andrew. Andrew, listen.
It's not okay to be up here, okay? Okay?
Okay.
Chase. Chase, open the door!
-Open the door, Chase! -Leave me alone!
Okay. Okay.
We're gonna stay in here.
Hey, it's Shay. Leave a message.
That lady.
You see her, too?
Every night.
Every night?
She always does the same thing.
It's a loop.
She's worse.
What?
Since you got here.
Sh-She's angry.
Shay?
What the fuck?
Shay?
Jas.
-Shay! -Jas.
What the hell happened?
There's a dead guy out there.
It was, um... something...
someone, someone in the house that killed him.
They killed him.
-Shay. -Shh.
Did you hear that?
Hear what?
Shay, let's get out of here.
Jas, I can't leave.
-I'm trapped. -That's impossible!
Watch.
Let's go.
Run. Run. We have to hide.
-No. No, Shay, we're leaving. -There's no way out, Jas!
Well, how do you think I got in?!
Andrew, come on. Andrew, we have to go.
Come on. Andrew.
What is going on, Shay?
No.
-What are you doing, Shay? -Get away from her!
Shay!
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Shit.
Jas. Jas.
Jas.
Jas, I'm so sorry. I thought it was her.
She was right in front of you. I don't understand.
Okay. I'm gonna lift you.
We need to hurry. Come on.
Let's try this together.
Shay?
I'll get out. Just be safe.
Chase.
Y-You killed that lady.
No.
No, Chase, listen.
There's a crazy person in this house, okay?
Yeah, you.
I know you're scared.
So am I.
Okay?
But I have to keep you safe.
So you have to trust me.
No! Chase!
Abigail.
I know this place.
Where's Blair?
Stay back.
Kate.
Look, I-I've been trying to call you, and it's not going through.
-I got worried. -Kate.
-I'm coming home. -Kate, listen to me.
-There's a crazy woman. -What?
What the hell are you talking about?
Shay?
A-Are my kids all right?
The kids, th-they're...
Shay, talk to me.
Andrew's fine.
Um...
Chase is... he's scared.
He thinks...
that I would've done this.
And I don't know where Blair...
Shay?
-I don't know where Blair is. -What?
I tried to protect her, but...
Shay, you're not making any sense.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Blair's missing.
Shay, stop.
Your daughter is missing.
I don't have a daughter.
Wh-What is she doing?
Get away. Get away.
She sees things.
So can I.
Mommy wants to hurt you.
We have to hide.
Get away.
- Get away. - You're crazy.
Just like Andrew!
Chase, Chase, it's not safe. No.
She only wants you.
But they'll try to come for you first.
-Who? -Everyone.
The slaves.
You have to hide until they come.
Come in.
You must keep quiet.
You're not allowed in here anymore.
I'm her.
Abigail.
You came back for me.
You are my best friend.
Remember.
- Abigail. - Blair.
They're coming to rescue you, all of you.
We have to go. Now.
That night...
Sh-She's the evil that's keeping us here.
Stay back! Get out!
What did you do?!
The spiritual loop.
We have to hide Abigail.
No.
Hiding won't work.
We have to break the cycle.
Or else this'll keep happening.
We have to leave together this time.
You can't have her!
-Mommy, no! -Come on, let's go!
Blair, come on. Come on.
Don't leave me again.
Blair!
No, don't let them in!
Take my hands.
Don't look away.
Blair!
Don't let them in!
Abigail.
What did you do?!
What did you do?
Chase! Come on, help!
Blair.
Don't look away.
Shay! Watch out!
Shay.
-I got her. I got her. -Come here!
-I got her. -It's your turn now!
You can't hold on to us anymore.
Go to hell.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
It hurts, but I'll be okay.
I'm sorry.
I think I'm done doing this never-ending cycle thing.
After seeing that shit...
...I'd be done, too.
Atlanta?
Might as well.
- Boys! - Mom!
Mom!
Boys.