[Announcer] Previously on The Lair...
What I'm trying to tell you is that all those murders
you've been writing about for the past year
are all linked to that club.
- The Lair? - It's a real private place.
The kind of place where certain types of men go?
No identities. No guilt.
Hi. Eric. Here by invitation.
I'm Colin. The house manager.
- [Colin] So you know how we operate. - [Eric] I think so.
- [chomps] - [screams]
I saw you today.
- Jonathan. - I saw you with him.
Oh, I am not cheating on you.
You stop comparing me to your ex-boyfriends, okay?
- You want this. - I'm not even sure what ''this'' is.
I think it's got something to do with the John Doe murders.
Myths and Legends of the Coast.
This is where I've seen it before!
[Frankie] I can't be a part of it anymore.
I gotta get away.
This isn't good enough? I thought you loved this.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause a problem. Okay, Jimmy?
Whoa. Members only.
But I'd like to talk to Frankie.
What do you want?
You forgot something today.
Don't ever come back here again!
Or you'll be sorry.
Are you threatenin' me?
You better just remember what I said!
Oh my God! What happened to you?
Nothing! Nothing. It was... it was an accident.
It just... forget it, all right?
Hey!
What do you want? Augh!
[hisses]
- [chomps] - [screams]
Jonathan!
[Thom] The events of that day
led me into a troubled night.
And I found myself more confused with each passing hour.
Jonathan had disappeared.
And while I tried to understand him,
I constantly fought with the fear
that something terrible had happened to him.
[gasping]
[hissing]
[screaming]
What?
Jonathan, where have you been? I've been going crazy.
I just had this horrible feeling that you were in trouble, and needed help.
I'm so sorry, Thom.
I'll never run out on you like that again.
♪ I can see the blade ♪
♪ You wield ♪
♪ Can you find the day ♪
♪ You heal ♪
♪ I don't justify ♪
♪ The times reveal ♪
♪ I find peace of mind ♪
♪ Back here ♪
♪ Wished you could wade again ♪
♪ Through my home today ♪
♪ Wished you could have played again ♪
♪ In my room today ♪
♪ I'm in control ♪
♪ In here ♪
What? Jonathan, where are you going?
I have to go now.
Go? What are you talking about?
You were right.
I was in trouble.
I needed your help.
Why didn't you help me, Thom?
- No! - [gasps]
[sighs]
So a horse walks into a bar,
and the bartender says, ''Why the long face?''
''Hay.''
Snappy comeback.
You look pale.
I feel pale.
Let me guess. Jonathan?
What, does it show?
- [sighs] - He's just so...
I don't know. I can't explain.
- Suspicious? - Yeah.
- Untrusting? - Yeah.
Constantly jumping to the wrong conclusions?
What, are you psychic?
No. I just happen to have
the same type of relationship.
Really? Jimmy?
He seems so into you.
Trust me. He can be a real piece of work.
Maybe if he had a job,
he wouldn't spend so much time worrying about you.
Ouch. He's trying,
but there's not a lot of work here
during the off season.
You know, ever since he got laid off,
he doesn't know what to do with himself.
Gets him down, and, uh...
makes him mean sometimes.
Face it. You like the idea
of trying to reform bad boys.
What you really need is someone who's gonna appreciate you.
Look who's giving advice.
[phone rings]
[rings again]
Hello?
Oh. Hi, honey.
Yes. I know. I'm-- I'm sorry, too.
You know what? I can't do this right now.
I'll talk to you later.
Bye.
Sheriff, the medical examiner
determined the cause of death to be
the same as all the others.
Cardiac arrest, brought on by massive blood loss.
Seems almost... ritualistic.
I agree.
But who, or what, would do this?
Takes all kinds of freaks to make up this world.
You know, there's been an increasing number
of tourists that have come into the area
over the past few years, and...
that drug the kids are on,
that...Saint...
has brought a criminal element to town that didn't exist before.
Yes, worse than that.
Well, now that I got a live one,
maybe my luck will change.
That young boy you brought in today
is barely alive.
If he can just hold on,
you might get the lead you're after.
He was in pretty bad shape when they pulled him out.
Do you know who he is?
Driver's license says his name is Tryon.
Jonathan Tryon.
It says here that amulet
was part of a bigger collection of pieces
believed to have been created before
this place became a town.
You know what? Maybe it was made by the same people
who built those megalithic ruins out by the old spring?
I wouldn't be surprised.
- I haven't gotten that far yet. - [phone rings]
Hello.
Yeah, this is Thom.
What?
Oh my God!
Yeah, of course! Right away!
Thom, what's wrong?
It's Jonathan. He's in the hospital.
In the hospital? Is he okay?
I don't know. They just said get down there right away.
You know what? I'll drive you.
Wait. I had this crazy dream last night.
He came to me, and he said he needed my help!
Thom, that was just a dream.
I'm sure he's fine. Let's go. C'mon.
[Sheriff] So.
How's he doing?
Well, he seems to be conscious,
but there's no motor activity at all.
No response. No reflexes.
But technically, he's not comatose.
So what's your diagnosis?
It's puzzling.
Essentially, he's in shock.
Perhaps brought on by the massive loss of blood.
His mind is just shut down.
So is he, uh, gonna come out of this?
It's impossible to tell right now.
He could be hearing us, and unable to respond.
All we can do is wait, and...
keep him comfortable.
Just remember, Doc.
We got a dead guy down in the morgue.
I want some answers.
We'll do what we can.
[sighs] Jonathan.
Jonathan.
[Sheriff] Are you Thom?
Yeah, I am. Is he okay?
How well do you know this guy?
I found your business card in his wallet.
He's my boyfriend.
Do you know what happened to him?
No. I don't.
The last time I saw him was around 6:30 last night.
He didn't come home.
Do you know where he was?
Who he could have been with last night?
No.
You guys live together.
Yeah. We live together.
Did you have a fight?
Why don't you lay off the third degree, sheriff?
I've already told you, he doesn't know.
I'd just like to hear it from him.
We had a few words.
Nothing you'd call a fight.
I suppose you don't know anything.
Just what he said.
Of course. Nobody knows nothin'.
Okay. If you don't mind,
I've got a couple of questions of my own to ask.
Shoot.
Well, what's wrong with him, and why is he being restrained?
[Doctor] The restraints are there to protect him
if he comes out of this suddenly.
They're for his own good.
As for what's wrong with him...
I can't discuss any medical information
unless you're a relative, or have power of attorney.
Look, I'm as close to family as he's got. You gotta tell me.
[Doctor] What I can tell you is that we don't know very much.
I kind of hoped that the sight of someone he knew
might strike something deep inside of him.
Sometimes that's all it takes.
But-- clearly, that's not happening.
[whispering] Jonathan.
It's Thom. Can you hear me?
Can you blink an eye?
Move a finger? Anything?
[Sheriff] Looks like this is part of a much bigger picture.
The John Doe murders?
You can bet on it.
Except your boyfriend here got lucky.
He have any... unusual friends you know of?
What's that supposed to mean?
Look, kid. I'm just trying to find out
what happened to your boyfriend, okay?
I need a lead! Something to go on.
Now he probably knows who did this to him.
But he can't tell me.
So maybe you can.
I'm sorry. I wish I could help you.
So does he.
Come on, Doc.
♪♪ [rock]
Francis.
I want you to know how deeply it pains me to have to punish you.
Nothing brings me less joy.
- I know, Damian. - But when you openly defy me,
what choice do you leave me?
And your attempt to betray me hurts.
I thought we were friends.
I down't know what you think you were doing.
Your actions have put us all in grave danger.
I was just trying to make a couple of bucks
by selling the necklace.
It was wrong. I didn't mean to cause any trouble.
But you did.
And for what?
Don't I provide you everything you need?
Food? A home?
And most importantly, my protection?
- Yes, Damian. - Yet you seek to undermine my authority.
I wasn't trying to undermine you.
I'm very grateful for all that you do for me. I am.
And I'm sorry. You've got to believe me.
I do.
Now I understand you have some news for me.
That guy.
- Fella from last night? - The boy with the necklace.
Yes?
He's not dead.
Not dead?
I dropped him off the Old Coast Road,
just like you told me.
He sure looked dead!
But then I heard on the radio that
a guy was found out there, and he was still alive.
Just barely.
But alive.
Interesting.
I wonder if he's conscious.
They said he was at the hospital.
In a coma or something.
He hasn't said a word.
This is distressing, Francis.
But maybe not too late to correct the situation.
We'll have to think about this, won't we?
What are you going to do?
Such carelessness could cost us all our lives.
I didn't know he was alive. I swear it.
I thought he was dead just like the others.
I wasn't referring to you, Frankie.
No?
We keep living in the old ways.
I can't help think that it's time for a new approach.
New thinking. New blood.
Was it not under Damian's reign
that we were banished by the Avatar?
Forcing us to live like wild animals?
I don't think Damian's gonna be changing things anytime soon.
Neither do I, but we can dream, can't we?
You better be careful what you dream, Colin.
It could be a very bad thing.
Yes, indeed.
But, for who?
Hey, Doc. Got your message.
What's up?
Something I thought might interest you.
If it has to do with this stiff, you've got my attention.
Well, I ran tests using a U. V. light.
Brings up blood and other forms of D.N.A. on the body.
I found both, but the most interesting thing is this.
- What is that? - Looks like fluorescent ink.
Probably from a rubber stamp.
Perhaps he picked it up at a nightclub somewhere.
So you're thinking this guy partied
before somebody spilled his guts?
Well, I'm just telling you what I found.
[sighs] Son of a bitch.
At work again?
You know I must.
It is, as always, beautiful to behold.
It is a curse.
And one you are well aware of.
But what a lovely curse,
to be young forever.
But at what cost?
True.
In order to survive,
you must forever commit acts of supreme evil.
And each and every evil act is hideously reflected
in the face of that painting.
God, I can't bear to look at it.
You've done well,
to paint over the decay and rot.
Your hand is steady.
The total sum of all your wickedness lies in that canvas.
I feel sorry for you, my friend.
I truly do.
Well, don't.
If anything should happen to that painting,
it would be the death of all of us, not just me.
This curse that haunts me is the very thing that gives you life.
It's also the very thing that took my life.
Do you expect pity from me, Colin?
Pity is for the living.
Envy is for the dead.
Oh, spare me your speeches.
We have a situation to concern ourselves with.
So I've heard.
What shall be done?
I will go to the hospital
to finish our business with this young man.
Will he be joining us later?
I don't fancy him.
Do you?
No.
I don't.
Good.
Then death will be his final destination.
And on to other matters.
I've been hearing whisperings.
Tiny voices.
I don't like them or trust them.
They disturb me.
Have you heard them as well?
I've heard nothing.
Good.
You would tell me if you've heard something,
wouldn't you?
Of course.
My first allegiance is to you.
Then there is nothing to discuss.
You serve me well,
my little Colin.
[panting]
♪ I'm never gonna win you alone ♪
♪ I wanna get on your nerves ♪
♪ Gonna rush you on a ????
♪ That's what you deserve ♪
♪ Gonna violate all of your foes ♪
- ♪ You'll never get away ♪ - [moaning]
♪ You're kneeling at my throne ♪
♪ Each and every day ♪
♪ I'm gonna get you ♪
♪ Never gonna let you ♪
♪ I wanna be ♪
♪ I wanna be your bastard ♪
♪ I wanna be ♪
♪ I wanna be your bastard ♪
Here.
You've got to eat something, Thom.
Come on.
I should be there with him.
I mean, what if he wakes up and I'm not there?
Why won't they let me stay?
Look, like it or not,
you're not a member of his immediate family.
And being his boyfriend just doesn't
get you special privileges.
It's not fair.
I'm the only family he's got.
The kid's been kicked around from foster home to foster home his whole life.
We finally meet each other, and now he needs me.
I can't even help him.
If anything were to happen,
you're going to be the first person that they call.
I shouldn't be shut out like this.
I know.
But...they know what they're doing.
What do they know?
I mean, Jonathan's sitting there,
staring off into space like a zombie,
with a bite mark in his neck from God knows what.
They don't even have a clue.
It's pretty freaky, all right.
It's almost like a--
vampire's bite.
Could there even be such a thing?
I mean-- I know it sounds crazy,
but the other victims all died with the same marks on them.
Thom. If there was really a vampire,
and he was biting somebody every night,
that would be 365 attack a year.
Now, if everyone who had gotten bitten
turned into a vampire--
What if being bitten by a vampire
doesn't automatically turn you into one?
I mean, what if being killed by one doesn't even do it?
I don't know. I know it sounds crazy.
But the book, it refers to sorcery and witchcraft
centering around the old spring.
I mean, supposedely there were covens of witches,
dating back 200 years.
Both male and female.
Thom, that was 200 years ago!
Don't you think they would all be dead by now?
Maybe they don't stay dead.
♪♪ [techno]
It's time.
Time to rise.
Time to join us.
Eric.
Listen to the sound of my voice.
Hear the sound of my voice.
I command you to listen.
You will hear the sound of my voice.
Hear it,
and rise.
Come to me.
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