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Unlock the door.

Come on, baby. Unlock the door.

Let me open the door. Okay?

Daddy's protecting you.
Mommy is not a nice person.

Honey, honey, open the door!

Sorry.

No offense, I just,

I didn't love the whole
hypnosis thing last time

and I'm not sure I can do this
again.

I-I-I know it can be
intimidating,

but it's actually the most
affective way

to access those
issues that are rooted deep

inside the subconscious mind.

You know, why don't we
just catch up a little bit.

I mean, it's been a while
since our last session.

Maybe we can try that a little
later.

How is Lucy?

I think she's doing pretty
good.

She does a lot of yoga,

and she spends an absurd amount
of time

in the garage painting, but.

Well, the loss of a
pregnancy is difficult

for a woman at any point,

but in the second trimester,
it's really difficult.

Just remember to keep treating
her gently.

I will.

Well, I'm happy to hear that.

So just the work related stress
then?

Being a homicide detective must
be tough.

Are you still experiencing
insomnia?

Well, no, not really.

I mean, I guess I sleep now.

I've been having these intense
dreams.

I wake up feeling exhausted,

like I hadn't slept at all.

Well, sometimes the subconscious
mind uses dreamscape

as a way to filter out issues,

and that can be exhausting
in and of itself,

even though you're technically
just laying in your bed.

Right.

I try to separate work
from home, you know,

but lately I can't escape it.

I go to bed thinking about all
the details

of these murder cases and
they follow me to my dreams.

Okay.

Well, we can of course discuss
the more disturbing aspects

of your job and that will help,

but I really think we should
continue with the hypnotherapy.

Sleep depravation can be very
dangerous

for someone in your line of
work,

so, really, hypnotherapy is
your best bet.

All right.

If it helps me get regular
sleep,

then, let's just do it.

Okay.

Lets get some of those
disturbing

images out of your head.

Do I have your permission to
start?

Yup.

All right.

Focus on my voice and picture
the numbers

in your head as I say them.

20, 19, 18,

17, 16, 15.

Ben, what's your favorite color?

Ben, if you could pick a favorite
color, what would that be?

Blue.

Blue.

And does the color blue
make you feel happy?

Yeah.

Ben, why don't you tell me the
details

of the murder you're tracking.

He was shot in the back.

All his fingerprints were
torched.

Yoga again?

Weren't you doing that last
night too?

You can never have too much
yoga. It cleanses the soul.

Come do some yoga with me
before you go.

Come on, it'd be fun.

Ugh, I'm starving, I need to
eat.

Slept like shit again last
night.

More dreams?

Yeah.

Well, how'd your doctor's
appointment go yesterday?

Not sure. I don't really
remember.

Yup. Send me the address right
now.

I'm en route, I'll meet you
there.

Is everything alright?

There's been another murder.

Don't forget your tea.

Oh. Thank you.

Bye.

Why can't people ever
fucking die in the afternoon?

That way we can discover
them in the early evening,

and I can actually have a
decent morning with my wife.

Good morning to you too.

You look like a piece of shit.

Drink your coffee

and put a smile on your face
for me.

It's tea, asshole.

I told you, I hate coffee.

So what do we got?

Ah, older male, Caucasian,

floating in the pool with
multiple gunshot wounds

and a bag around his head.

So why would someone
shoot him,

suffocate him, and then drown
him?

Sounds redundant.

Right?

Homeowner seemed pretty freaked
out too.

Says she's never seen him
before.

Of course she's never seen
him.

His head's in a bag.

It's the same killer.

His prints are torched off.

Holy shit.

All right. Listen up.

Nobody touch anything.

Let's get the forensics
team back here ASAP.

And somebody get me an ETA
on the medical examiner.

I don't know.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

How so?

Well, I woke up standing on
my front lawn the other night.

You woke up outside standing?

Yep. I have no idea how I got
there.

My sprinklers came on

and I woke up standing there
soaking wet.

My neighbor thinks I'm nuts,
I'm sure.

So you've progressed
into sleepwalking?

Yeah.

I wouldn't call it progress,
though,

I'd call it fucking crazy.

Have you ever lost
time like that before?

Not that I know of.

And how does your wife
handle your sleepwalking?

Lucy sleeps like a rock

so I don't think she's even
noticed,

and I haven't told her about it.

Why's that?

I don't know. I don't
want to freak her out.

Ben, you guys are a team
and she's your partner.

Don't you think that she would
want

to know if you're struggling?

Yeah, I guess. It's just
that she's still so fragile.

I feel like we're just coming
out of

that dark place we were in.

Why would I want to worry or
upset her?

Do you love your wife?

What? Of course I love my
wife.

Listen, I-I just,
besides the sleepwalking,

I don't know, I'm starting to
worry

about myself a little bit.

Okay. I want you to
try not to worry so much.

If you want to do a little
research,

there's a great shop downtown
called the Cult Of Gemini.

They have a large selection
of books about the mind.

It might help you to maybe learn

about your dreams and see how
your mind processes stress.

So should we get started?

Do I have your permission?

Fine.

Okay.

Focus on my voice and picture
the numbers as I say them.

20, 19, 18,

17, 16, 15.

Ben.

Don't stay up all night
spying on the neighbors.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Can I help you find anything?

Uh, I'm not sure.

I've driven by this
place for so many years,

I figured I'd just stop
by and check it out.

Great. Well, take a look
around.

My name is Dawn.

Thanks, Dawn.

That's a good one if
you're looking to read palms.

Sorry about that. I didn't
mean to startle you.

You interested in telling the
future?

Aren't we all?

Is there a real reason you
came in

to check us out today?

I uh, I've been having
these pretty intense dreams

and I thought I'd look into it.

It's probably nothing, but.

Dreams are never nothing.

I find more often than not

that dreams are the soul's
way of telling us things.

Dreams are the keepers of the
secrets

that we keep from ourselves.

Take this, on the house.

Thanks. What is it?

Black tourmaline. It
wards off dark energy.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

Babe?

Is something wrong?

Everything's fine.

Well, it's 3:00 AM.
What are you doing in here?

Just thinking about what

if things last year hadn't
happen.

We'd be a real family right now

if I hadn't lost the baby.

Hey. Hey.

We are a real family, Lucy. You
and me.

You doing okay? We haven't
talked about this in a while.

Yeah, I'm okay.

I just think about it sometimes,

and I've realized I have
so much I need to do

before I should be
someone's mom, you know?

It'll happen when the time is
right.

And when it does, you're
gonna be an awesome mom.

You sure you're okay?

I'm not the one sleepwalking.

Right.

Well, try and get some sleep.
At least one of us should.

I just got back from a meeting

with the chief of detectives.

He said the two murder cases you
guys are on have matching MOs.

Is that true?

Yeah. I was gonna tell
you when we got out of here-

Save it.

If this guy leaves another
victim in the same way,

I'm gonna have the chief

and the feds breathing down my
neck.

Sir, we're going over the
evidence,

but without being able to ID
the victims,

we're stalling out.

We're running around blind

until we get some DNA results
back.

This guy leaves nothing behind.

Not a hair, not a shell casing,
nothing.

Well, what about a dental
match?

The medical examiner is
on it but so far nothing.

All right.

Well, you need to get
creative and figure it out.

If you need anything at
all, just let me know.

But make it happen. Get me
something.

Well, see, I was...

I swear, he hates me.

Definitely.

What's with this prick?

No clue, but I don't trust
dudes that don't blink.

He's always got his eyes on
me.

Of course he does.

He likes you. A lot.

These wasps are
at the peak of their prowess.

Their queen is relentless.

Her workers strong, her
fighters are many.

There's more killers.

Defending the nest at any cost,

the queen must protect her
children

from the unpredictable elements
of nature.

She shelters them from
the brutal outside world.

Soon, after battle, hunger
settles in.

She must feed her young.

Their lives and the future
of the nest depend on it.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I thought you hated those
disco lights.

Uh, I gotta go into
work for a little bit.

Right now?

Yeah.

You know, it's late but, I
don't sleep anyway, right?

Is everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, everything is
fine.

We gotta file a official
report

about what we found here,

so I you need to think long and
hard

about how the hell you found
this scene and do it fast.

I told you, I had a
hunch so I followed it.

I'm telling you the truth,
Becket.

A hunch about what?

About the victim? About the
killer?

The location?

Come on, man, you gotta
give me something here.

Okay? Because this shit,
this shit looks real bad.

You got the whole team spooked.

Hell, you got me spooked.

Look, I had a feeling
that something was here

and there was.

What was I supposed to do?

Not call it in because
you'd be freaked out?

You know what good partners
do?

They trust each other enough
to tell the whole story.

There's been another
murder.

I saw it in my dreams this time.

I saw it. They don't believe
me, though.

I don't think they trust me
anymore.

Who doesn't trust you?

I just shouldn't tell anyone.

Who doesn't trust you, Ben?

They'll all think I'm crazy.

Who will think you're crazy?

My partner. My wife.

They'll all think I'm insane.

You think your wife
will think your insane?

Yeah.

You don't trust her to be on
your side?

Wow. Uh, hi.

Welcome back. How are you
feeling?

Um, tired. Is everything okay?

Completely fine.

Ben, have you ever heard
of the incubus phenomenon?

No.

Well, an incubus is a demonic
creature from mythology,

and it's been recorded
that it sits on the chest

of a human at night,

causing them horrible
dreams, nightmares even.

In modern day psychiatry,

it's become the name of a
disorder

which basically describes
waking dreams.

So I'm awake while I'm
dreaming?

In a sense, yes.

If I'm awake, then why can't
I stop it?

Well, because for that
level of deep sleep,

your body basically relaxes
into a state of paralysis.

And even though your
conscious mind is awake,

your body is still sleeping.

It's a very common issue amongst
people with extreme stress.

But I'm not paralyzed.
I'm, I'm sleepwalking.

Right.

Well, I think the sleepwalking
actually

is another issue altogether.

And once we get a handle on the
dreams,

I really feel that the
sleepwalking might stop.

Listen, I wanna tell you
something,

but I'm not sure if I should.

Ben, you can tell me
anything. I'm here to help.

I think I'm having visions,

or premonitions or, or whatever

and uh, I know this sounds
crazy.

Actually, it's not crazy at
all.

It's a lot more common than you
think,

it's just not talked about all
that often.

So um, you're having visions?

Yeah.

Just the other night, I saw
something,

so I got up and I drove there
in the middle of the night.

And sure enough, there it was.

Ben, what can you tell
me about this third murder?

How did you know about the
third murder?

Well, you just told
me while you were under.

B-Ben, look, you don't, you
don't need to be concerned.

Everything you tell me is
confidential.

Okay, you know what?
Actually, we're out of time.

I would like to see you again
tomorrow,

but for an extended session.

Okay?

Yeah.

Is someone at the door?

What's going on?

What the fuck are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing?

You're outside walking around,

grabbing the newspaper at 2:00
AM.

What the fuck are you doing?

What?

Why are you at my house right
now?

What the hell is going on?

Is everything all right?

Yeah, everything's fine. Um,
anyways-

-It was my fault, babe.

I, I had my phone off and he'd
been texting me all night.

Yeah, honestly, I was just
stopping by

and making sure everything was,
was okay.

Okay. Well, do you wanna come
inside?

No, no, no.

I should go. Yeah, I should I
go.

I already feel like an ass. I'm
sorry.

No. No, no, no, don't be.

It-it means a lot, honestly.
Thanks.

All right, I'm going back to
bed.

Good night, guys.

Good night, Lucy.

You always shower in your socks?

Hi. Do you remember me?

I was here a few days ago.

Yes, I remember you.
What can I do for you?

Listen, I noticed
that you locked the door

after I left the other day.

You were scared of me or
something. Why?

It was closing time.

But it wasn't.

You had three more hours

according
to the sign in the window.

Look, I've been seeing
some weird shit lately.

Please just help me.

See those candles?

Yeah.

Watch.

Now you try.

All I can say is that everything

in this shop is cleansed and
blessed,

meaning that it all
carries positive energy.

You seem to be charged

with an incredible amount
of negative energy.

Here. Shuffle and cut
with your right hand.

Tarot cards?

Do you want my help or not?

Draw three, face up, and
lay them in front of you.

Are those bad?

See this?

The tower card indicates
a catastrophic change

in your personal life.

A deeply personal betrayal.

What, is my wife cheating on
me or?

Generally the cards tend to
lean more

towards the spiritual side.

Less literal.

The devil card indicates
a destructive force,

a lack of humanity,

carnal desire for the
destruction of others.

And this one?

Reversed judgment.

Means a loss of freedom or
control.

Okay. What does it all mean?

There's a darkness
surrounding you.

Something is brewing inside.

You've been betrayed in some way

that's left you open to the
dark.

The cards never lie.

How do I fix it? Please,
just tell me what to do.

You find the source of the
betrayal.

What's causing the darkness,
the dreams.

Only then can figure out how to
banish it.

What in the actual fuck, man!

I almost shot you. I almost
shot you.

Look, I don't know! I don't
know.

I don't know what I'm doing
here, I swear!

The fuck you mean you don't
know?

It's one o'clock in the morning

and you're snooping around
my goddamn backyard.

Look, I don't know.

I swear I don't know.

I've been seeing weird shit,

I've been having crazy dreams,

and, and sleepwalking!

Something is up. Something
is wrong with me.

Sleepwalking?

Listen. Just listen.

I woke up standing on my front
lawn the other night, Becket,

and I woke up in the shower
when you came

to my door last night.

Ugh.

I'm all fucked up man.

I've been seeing a shrink about
it

and I'm trying to work things
out.

Look.

Nobody is gonna believe this.

Nobody is gonna believe
this bullshit, Ben.

Becket, I'm telling you,

I keep seeing these things in
my dreams.

Right? I keep seeing
them and they're real.

You know what?

Okay. Okay.

It's all happening.

Then I'm gonna need you to
take a lie detecter test.

All right?

Or something because
this is some bullshit.

Look, I don't know what to
tell you.

I'll take the lie detecter test,

but please, don't tell anyone
I woke up in your pool.

All right? Please.

You're gonna owe me
coffee for a week, Becket.

Yeah, I know.

Maybe a whole month.

Supposed to be off the record.

I'll take care of you.
Thanks for coming over so late.

You know we don't even
do these things anymore.

Whatever. They work.

Okay. I need you to stay real
still.

We're gonna run through
a series of questions.

No movement while we conduct
this, okay?

What's your name?

Benjamin Hays.

How old are you?

37.

What color is this pen?

Red.

And we are at Detective
Becket's house right now?

Yes.

Okay.

Great. Let's begin.

Did you know what you were
doing

when you got here tonight?

No.

Have you ever shown up

at Detective Becket's house
unannounced?

No.

Did you come here tonight

with the express purpose of
hurting Detective Becket?

Of course not.

You trust Detective
Becket?

Absolutely. With my life.

Are you on any
medication?

No.

How did you find the location
of victim number three?

I saw it in my dream.

Do you think you're psychic?

Yes. I do.

Are you in any way
connected

to the three murders that have
taken place this last week?

Yes.

I'm a detective on both murder
cases.

Okay. I got another question.

What were you doing at
the occult store downtown?

I'm learning to read palms.

Oh come on, I'm kidding.

I'm making my rounds.

I was there asking
questions, digging around.

It's practically across the
street from the crime scene.

Okay. One final question.

Do you feel like you've deceived

or tricked Detective Becket or
myself during this polygraph?

No.

Okay, he's, he's telling the
truth.

Okay.

Ah.

I just got back the DNA results,

along with the full medical
records

of all three of our victims.

Guess what?

Tell me.

All of them have something
very interesting in common.

Not only are they very shitty
ex-cons

who were recently paroled,

but the medical records show

that they all saw the same
counselor.

Check it out.

Dr. Amelia Collins. That's my
shrink!

Are you serious?

Holy shit.

I-I knew something was up
with her.

How much have you told her?

Shit! I mean, she's been
hypnotizing me, Becket!

Who knows what I've been
telling her?

You can't remember?

Well, I'm not exactly
conscious

or in control when she's doing
it.

Shit, I mean, she knew
about the third murder

before I knew I had even told
her.

Oh come on. Really?

She's in your head man. That's
not good.

I'm telling you right now,

something is up with this lady.

She's got you sleepwalking

and thinking you're psychic.

Right, who knows what kind of
shit she's filling your head

with while your hypnotized.

There's only one way to find
out.

Wire me up for my therapy
session with her today.

Okay.

Focus on my voice
and picture the numbers

in your head as I say them.

15, 14, 13,

12, 11.

Ben, what's your favorite
animal?

Cows.

Do you ever dream about cows?

Yeah.

Are you sleeping better
lately?

No.

Are you
still having nightmares?

Yes.

Are you still
having premonitions?

Yeah.

What are the latest details

of the murder cases you're
working on?

We got the DNA results back
from the lab

and ID'd the victims.

They were all bad people.

Bad people?

Yes.

And do you think that these
bad people deserve to die?

Yeah.

Who do you think is
killing these bad people?

You are.

Oh shit. Oh shit.

I-I'm sorry, uh could
you elaborate on that?

All the victims were your
patients.

Um.

Is there anything else
you'd like to share with me?

I'm wearing a wire.

Shut the fuck up.

Is everything okay?

Mm-hmm.

Is there anything you'd
like tell me, Detective?

Tell her, tell her
everything, Ben.

Tell her you're fucking
social security number.

Tell her every goddamn thing.

Uh, no, I don't think so.

I feel pretty good.

Ugh.

What do we think.

What?

I-I'm sorry, uh
could you elaborate on that?

All the victims
were your patients.

Um.

Is there anything else
you'd like to share with me?

I'm wearing a wire.

Suffice it to say, undercover
is not your thing, Hays.

Amen.

Sir, in my defense, I
was under deep hypnosis.

I don't care if you were
under hypnosis, a spell,

or a Taiwanese hooker.

You never admit to the suspect
that you're wearing a wire!

Or that the suspect is a
suspect.

Everything you've got
so far

is circumstantial at best.

But you heard the recording,
sir.

She was clearly pumping him
for information about the case.

And sir, all three
victims were her patients.

I'm not saying it's not her.

What I'm saying is don't
have shit to show me yet.

She covered her ass.

Look, there are a
couple of Facebook posts

of her making creme brulee.

You know what she uses for that?

A tiny little blow torch.

Just perfect for burning off
fingerprints!

Let me explain something to
you.

Number one, she's a therapist.

It's literally her job to
pump people for information.

Number two, it could
absolutely be a coincidence.

She's sanctioned by the state

to exclusively work with
parolees and police officers.

And number three, there are
thousands of people out there

who make creme brulee,

and they probably all
have little blow torches.

You've got nothing.

Hays! Are you fuckin' sleepin'?

Look, go home and get some rest.

And the two of you,
don't come back in here

until you've got some
real evidence to show me.

Some DNA, some fingerprints,

some videotape, something.

Yes, sir.

See? He hates me.

All right.

Um, let's circle back and
start from square one,

go through the details again

and hopefully something will
add up.

I've sent you all the new
information on our murder victims.

Let's just go through the files.

What is it, Miss Cleo?
You having another vision?

Get fucked.

Okay. Tell me what I'm
gonna eat for dinner tonight.

A big bowl of dicks.

Ah, see, I knew you were a
fraud.

She didn't sound surprised at
all

when I told her point blank
that she was the killer.

And why would she ask me if I
thought

that bad people deserved to die?

Let's dig into her. See if
we can figure this shit out.

Can I help you?

Sorry for just dropping
in on you like this.

I owe you a huge apology

and I just, I wanted to
come and break the ice

and talk to you about
everything one on one.

I'm sorry, sir. I have no
idea what you're talking about.

Do we know each other?

Are you being serious right
now?

Who gave you this address?

Are you okay?

Sir. Are you okay?

Lucy!

You're home early?

You know her, don't you?

What? Who?

My fucking shrink, Lucy!

You know her. Don't lie to me!

She drinks your special tea,
Lucy.

You know, the special
tea that you make by hand?

The special tea that you pour
down my throat every morning?

What are you saying?

You two know each
other. You know my shrink.

I feel like I'm going insane.

This is what happens to
people when they don't sleep.

They lose their fucking
minds, Ben! Look at you!

Anybody can buy one of
those empty tea bags,

and fill it up with whatever
they want.

Ben, this is just a coincidence.

You need to sleep. This
is all in your head.

She didn't even recognize
me. I'm going insane.

What? She didn't recognize
you?

She acted like she'd
never seen me before.

Please, I'm telling you,
something's, something's wrong.

You need sleep, babe.

Get a full night's rest

and tomorrow we're going to a
real doctor.

Please, let's get you some help.

You're scaring me, Ben.

How is Lucy?

Do you love your wife?

Well, the loss of a pregnancy
is difficult

for a woman at any point,

but in the second trimester,
it's really difficult.

It's not only she started to
feel the baby

in the womb inside of her,

she's also been inundated with
hormones.

Just remember to keep
treating her gently. Okay?

Just focus on my voice.

Picture the numbers in
your head as I say them.

20, 19, 18,

17, 16, 15.

Ben, what's your favorite color?

This is what happens
to people

when they don't sleep.

They lose their fucking
minds, Ben! Look at you!

Anybody can buy one of
those empty tea bags,

and fill it up with whatever
they want.

Ben, this is just a coincidence.

You need to sleep. This
is all in your head.

Oh fuck! Oh fuck.

Oh my God.

Oh fuck. Fuck.

What the fuck.

Just relax for a bit,
you've had a long week.

What the fuck.

Gets worse if you fight
it, honey. Just relax.

What the fuck.

I didn't want to lie to you,
Ben,

but you weren't ready to know
yet.

It's a lot to take in, babe.

I'll make sense out of
all of this, I promise.

I finally figured it out, Ben.

What?

How to be a hero.

I've been watching you
struggle through paperwork

and bullshit bureaucracy for
years.

You bust your ass to bring in
the bad guy

and half the time they walk

and get away on a technicality.

What the hell are you doing?

Babe, don't you see?

This is how we can make a
difference,

bring the bad guys down for
good together.

We make an amazing team.

You're fucking crazy.

But let's be honest,

there's just too many criminals
out there.

You're never gonna make a
difference chasing bad guys

around all day, silly.

What are you talking about?

There's a lot of sick
people that need to die, babe.

Listen, Ben, I want you
to be my partner in this.

What?

When I lost the baby, you
took care of me so well.

I lost myself there for a while

between the grief and the
hormones, ugh,

but you, you helped me find
my way back to who I am

and who I'm supposed to be.

You're crazy.

What are you talking about?

Our job as parents starts now.

It's up to us to make
this world a safer place

for our future children.

If we trust each other
completely,

you know, we could make
an unbeatable team.

You make me better, you make me
stronger.

Listen, I've put together

a pretty extensive to-do list
for us.

I went through and red
flagged countless files

from Dr. Collins's therapy
freak-show.

I knew it.

You've known her all along.

I stopped by her house
and introduced myself, yes.

Yes?

And what can you
murder?

Ben, you can tell me anything.

Do you love your wife?

What?

And really, Ben? Cows?

Since when have you liked cows?

Listen, I've got a list
of freaks that need to go.

I've narrowed it down
to a select few, well, 100.

What?

They're all pedophiles and
rapists, Ben!

They're really bad people.

Except for your cop buddy in
the trunk.

What?

He's been getting too close
to us. He's been watching us.

You're just as sick as they
are, Lucy!

You're the one who needs
the fucking shrink!

You don't know this, Ben, but

my father murdered my mother.

I was six when he buried
her in my backyard.

I was six. Just a baby.

Apparently my dad wasn't
supportive

of a woman owning her own power,

so he brutally murdered her.

I thought when they put him
in prison it was for good.

He was supposed to die in there.

But no, they let him out.

My mother's life was worth 30
years.

30 years, how sad is that?

So you killed him?

Oh, no, no, honey. You did.

What the fuck have you done?

A lot. A whole lot, Ben.

What do you think I've been
doing

in here painting?

This was my mother's box.

She was into some pretty
powerful stuff.

It took me a long time

to fully comprehend what's in
this box.

Most little girls play with
dolls.

My mother, she taught me
how to play with power.

Real power, Ben.

I'd forgotten all about it
until last year

when we lost the baby.

And it all started coming back
to me.

And what the fuck is in that
tea?

Just something to help you

and Dr. Collins keep an open
mind.

I want you to know that
I love you very much.

And I just think that we
could make the best team

and I hope that we can
seriously find a way

to make this work.

I know you don't believe
in all this silly stuff,

but let me show you how
powerful it really is.

What is it doing? Lucy!

The fuck did you do?

Now, don't get twitchy, baby.

You won't even feel it, trust
me.

I normally do this when you're
sleeping.

I'm not so fragile now, am I?

Just sit tight.

I have to go into your work
today.

It's gonna be nice to see
where you spend all your time.

Oh wow, never seen you here
so early.

Please tell me you got some
sleep?

Excuse me?

Did you even sleep at all?

Oh, uh, not really.

Is that a cup of coffee in
your hands?

And dear God, are you
drinking it black like a man?

I'm proud of you.

Yeah, I just forgot my tea.

Oh, well, Lucy's gonna
have your ass for that.

I'll have you know that my
wife

is a very understanding person.

Yeah, whatever.

Well shit, since you're
here, let's hit the range.

So did anything hit you last
night

when you were going over the
evidence?

'Cause I got absolutely nothing.

Yeah.

I did have some thoughts
and I made a bunch of notes,

but of course I left them at
home.

Wait, you made notes?

Jesus Christ. Lack of sleep
is really changing you, man.

All right. Go for it.

Are you serious right now?

You shouldn't even be
operating a gun this tired!

Holy shit, nice work.

When did you start shooting
left-handed?

You don't ever practice
shooting left-handed?

No. I don't even think
I could hit the target.

Shit.

All right. Look, I'm about to
take a piss.

I'll be back.

Damn it! Come on!

You've gotta be kidding me.

Yo. You ditched me, asshole.

Oh, I know.

I just had a thought but
I think I'm gonna have

to go back to the house
and get my notes after all.

I might just head back,
do some work from home.

Hey! Catch, asshole.

Thanks.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the fuck is going on, Ben?

Lucy, Lucy!

Hey! What did you do to her?

What have you done, Ben?

I've done a lot, Becket.
I've done a whole lot.

What are you talking about?

Come on, they were all bad
people!

Don't you think bad people
deserve to die?

How did you pass the lie
detector test?

Answer me.

We can get you help.

Okay? Let me help you.

Let me help you.

Lucy loves you, and I
fucking love you, man.

You're my brother,

but I need you to put
that fucking gun down.

I need you to relax. Okay?

Relax. Cuffs, okay?

I need you to put these on

so we can go get this shit
figured out right now.

Sorry.

We're better than
this.

Lucy tried to help me, but
there's nothing she could do.

Crazy is crazy and I'm way
past the help part by now.

No. No, Ben.

I'm just gonna make it all go
away now.

And hey, I'll finally get some
sleep.

I'm so sorry, baby, change of
plans.

Ben, listen to me. Listen!

No! No!

No!

Fuck!

Ben. No!

I'm sorry.

Now, it's okay. Come on, come
on, come on.

No.

I got you. Come on.

No, no, no.

Lucy, come on. I got
you.

I got you. Come on.

He-he lost his mind.

He kept saying crazy things-

- I know.
- like he was killing people

and he was never gonna stop.

I'm so, I'm so sorry.

And then I tried helping him,
I tried.

He started seeing the shrink
and it only got worse.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.