Previously on "The Unsettling"
-I looked through your sketchbook. -My mother gave it to me.
It's all I have left of her.
Acting like I'm into Maya makes my life easier.
I don't have to like it.
Fia keeps a padlock on the basement door.
She's keeping some things she's afraid one of us might steal.
-Who's that? -Locals call him the Ash Man.
What's the meaning of this?
You don't have any reason to believe me over your own son,
but Dominic hasn't liked me since I got here.
Weird shit has been happening. I'm hearing things, seeing things.
Someone is haunting me.
Hey, easy, guy.
Bad things happen to people who sleep in your room.
Don't!
Dominic!
Dominic, stop!
Give it back!
Don't you dare!
Maya? You should have texted.
I know. I really need your help with this.
In the Revisionary Cycle it says the flock must propagate.
But I thought in the first junction, the flock was supposed...
-What? -Nothing.
I think it's really cute that you get so excited to talk first.
You should be talking to my dad about this stuff. He is the expert.
That isn't the only reason I came over.
I really suck at this sort of thing. But I am...
This isn't something I thought I'd ever have in my life,
being somewhere safe, somewhere normal,
and going to school, having a family.
And how did you get to be so optimistic?
I've seen how bad things can get and I'm just appreciative of the hand,
and I wouldn't have it if it weren't for your father and you.
New Purity saved me. I'm sorry to barge in like this.
No, you're fine. I actually really like our time together.
Are you hungry? Cause my dad just got some fresh pastries,
maybe we could share a couple.
Dominic!
Come on, just give me my sketchbook back!
I won't tell your mom or dad, just come out.
Dominic! I know you're hiding.
You little shit.
"The holy entity will set your path. We are just the mouth of its will."
"We must keep walking toward the blinding light."
-Good morning, Maya. Good to see you. -Good morning, Elder Isaac.
I left it in my office. Let me go get it.
Come on, Gran. Just try to actually get some of it in there.
-Have you seen Dominic anywhere? -I haven't.
-Little creeper stole my sketchbook. -You try to talk to Jason or Fia?
They won't believe anything I say about him.
-Dominic is Fia's miracle baby. -Jason said the same thing.
The doctors told Fia she'd never be able to mother a child.
But along came Dominic. Fia says the hands that pull the strings
tugged in their favor. It's a New Purity thing.
Miracle or not, he's starting to piss me off.
There you go, Gran.
-Is feeding her on the chore list? -It's our thing. Right, Gran?
My grandma raised me when my real parents died.
And after she passed, I ended up in the system.
-I don't think she likes me though. -What?
Look at her. She's clearly in love with you.
I need to get a napkin. Can you watch her for a second, please?
So, how 'bout those fires?
The basement.
What? What did you say?
-In the basement. -What's in the basement?
She just talked. You walked away, and Gran said, "In the basement."
Looks like we're all clear.
-Damn it. -Maybe it's a sign.
-You wanna bail? Be my guest. -Bail? Hell no.
Shit, somebody's coming.
-You brought this on yourself. -I'm not having this conversation.
We're having it. Close the door so the kids don't see.
-What do you think's down there? -I guess we're gonna find out.
-Do you see anything? -It's too dark.
The voices can't talk to me anymore.
The voices can't talk to me anymore!
Becca! Are you okay?
-I saw something on the staircase. -You bumped your head pretty good.
Come on.
Give us the strength to bring forth your power to the land and...
-Blessings, Jason. -What are you doing out here?
-Watching the fires. -With your eyes closed?
Sometimes you see more when you aren't looking.
What brings you to my hill? Trimming the roses?
Killing gophers. I don't like rats crawling beneath my house.
-Or on my land. -Your land?
This property belonged to Fia long before you stepped foot on it.
-It's just as much mine now. -Do you want that responsibility?
The soil on these grounds is unwell. It's been poisoned.
-Come on, pick up. -Becca?
-You feeling a little better today? -Not really.
-What's going on? -It's hard to explain.
Weird stuff, the house, Dominic. You screen these guys, right?
No, Becca, I left you at the first house I drove past.
Funny.
None of the other foster kids have reported anything.
Connor and Nadine have never had any problems.
I guess I'm special. Any luck making the appointment with Dr. Green?
She didn't have anything available until next month.
-I can't wait that long. -You have to give it some time.
-I know. -And, Becca...
After what happened at your last house, I just don't want you...
-Screwing this up? -These are good people.
You could have a real home again.
Hey, Gran. What's in the basement?
Come on, you said "the basement". What's in there? Can you hear me?
She's a total zombie. Walking Dead. She's a wheel drool machine.
-That's so wrong... -What are you asking her?
We were talking about this thing called none of your damn business.
She's a real chatterbox. Her vocabulary's better than Dominic's.
I also saw you pawing at the basement door earlier.
Jason and Fia wouldn't be too happy if they found out.
Why are you so obsessed with me? Are you lonely, bored?
You want in the basement, Mommy and Daddy say it's off limits.
-What's down there? -Fia's meth lab.
She freaks me out.
-I can get you into the basement. -Okay. What's the catch?
It'll cost you.
Keep 'em coming.
-I actually need these. -Oh yeah, that's clear.
Where did you learn this?
My second foster home was a family of criminals. Not the cool kind.
The welfare-scamming, tax-evading kind. This was family entertainment.
Whoever got out of the closet first got dessert.
-Have fun. -You're not coming?
Hell no! There's probably spiders there.
What are you doing?
-What were you doing down there? -I was just...
There is a lock on that door for a reason. We wanna help you.
But we can't really do that if you're gonna keep secrets from us.
What's going on here?
Becca wanted to learn a little bit more about New Purity.
Wonderful.
Come with me. Take that. I wanna share a prayer with you.
Kneel like this.
Repeat what I say. "We are all kindling for the flames."
-You don't have to. -I want to.
"We are all kindling for the flames."
"The Lord is the fire and the heat and the light that shines."
"Our choices make the flames grow brighter."
-"Holy of one, holy of all." -"Holy of one, holy of all."
Do you understand? The Lord of the Pyre has given us
a set of guidelines we must follow and never waver from his hand.
Everything we do reflects on this world.
Your choices, my choices, they all reflect on the greater good.
Pure good. Now again.
-"We are all kindling for the flames." -"We are all kindling for the flames."
Dominic?