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[CAR APPROACHING]
-Any luck at the county clerk's office? -I'm not sure I'd call it luck.
Just like me, okay? You gotta relax.
Hey. Hey, you're sick. You're sick, you're sick, all right?
Is there a plan B?
-Frank had a heart attack, right? -Just answer the question, sir.
What's the matter, Dean?
...with a chain?
Ran.
It could go off.
[GUN CLATTERS]
Don't scratch.
-Al, you gotta calm down. -Get back!
Shoes off.
No, I don't think so. Like I said, he got better.
...over and over again, and I sing along. I'm annoying, I know that.
Look, we'll just have to figure something else out.
You're going back.
Luther was road-hauled. His body was ripped to pieces.
-Super. -Yeah.
It's time to go back now.
-Maybe scared of something? -Oh, hell, yeah.
Now, hang in there.
[EXHALES]
-This is a terrible plan. -Yeah, tell me about it.
Frank was a bully, the other two:
-So you're saying I'm a dick? -No, no, it's not just that.
-Uhn. -Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
I don't know what's wrong, Bobby. Last time he came right at us.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
Three victims, all with those red scratches.
I know I said scare the ghost to death, but this?
I'll man the flashlight.
No, Frank was working a swing shift when she disappeared.