All language subtitles for VC.Andrews.Hidden.Jewel.2021

Help me...

Help me...

Another one?

Tell me what you saw.

Come on, mom.

It was just a dream.

Come here.

Go to sleep now.

You've got a big day
tomorrow, miss valedictorian.

Ruby: Pearl had another
nightmare last night.

I'm concerned about her.

Morning.

Sleep well the
rest of the night?

Fine.

Except... somehow my
cap has disappeared.

Anyone?

Jean? Pierre?

I mean, what type of cap?
Like a, like a bottle cap?

Nice try.

Now go get your
sister's graduation cap.

All right, give it here.

Thank you.

All right, let's get
you kids ready.

Yes.

I'm so lucky, Pearl, to have
you and your wonderful brothers.

I remember when I was your age.

It doesn't seem long ago at all.

And now my daughter's 18?

All grown up.

Trying.

But hopefully even
when you're my age

you'll always feel the
freedom of being a kid,

and not burdened like
so many people are.

Burdened by what?

Well, a lot of people can't
let go of their demons,

or of their past.

You have to let
bygones be bygones.

That's what I say.

Is that why you
never wanna tell me

what it was like when
you were my age?

Sweetie...

It's fine.

I know it wasn't glamorous.

It's a long story.

But thank god I survived
and was able to find happiness

with your father,
the boys, and you.

Your mama is strong.

Nina, you're here!

I'm so glad to see you.

Nina helped me during a really
bad time when I was young.

Without her I couldn't
have gotten through it.

Your mama and daddy
are so proud of you, Pearl.

Real slick.

What does it say, kick me?

My vote was for kick me,

but Pierre thought a poem
would be a little bit nicer.

To our beautiful big sis,
whom we'll soon miss,

your big day is here,
and there's nothing to fear,

for wherever you are,
our hearts will be near.

Thank you.

Thanks, jeeves, we're all 18.

You really should try this.

Hey, sweetheart.

Looking good.

It's really delicious.

Nina, this dish is so good.

Mmm. My father lived
for this jambalaya.

Oh, your daddy.
He was a good man.

Mmm.

Are you feeling any better?

Comme ci, comme ca.

But I wouldn't miss this
joyous celebration for the world.

Did you know that Pearl
is class valedictorian?

Mom.

Now, you are
embarrassing this poor girl,

bragging like this.

Though, I have to admit,

there's a lot about
her to brag about.

Mmmhmm.

I'd like to make a toast to
my wonderful daughter, Pearl.

You're my shining Jewel
and I'm so proud of you today,

and every day.

To Pearl.

All: To Pearl.

Good going, seriously.

Smooth, Jean.

No poem this time?

Nah, Pierre's more the poet.

Me, I'm the clever one.

Right.

It's so nice that
you're graduating.

Hi, Jeanne.

I'm so happy you made it.

Oh, it's wonderful to be here.

Congratulations, Pearl.

I heard about tulane,
and I got you a little gift.

Oh, Jeanne.

Thank you so much.

Oh, look at you.

Who is this man?

Well, that's your
uncle Paul, of course,

though I don't remember putting
that particular photo in there.

You don't?

I mean, maybe I did.

Hon, what is it?

This is the man I've been
seeing in my nightmares.

Paul?

A... and what do you see?

I'm lost and wandering and...

I see him in the water, tangled.

Is he dead?

Dead in the water?

How did you know?

Mom?

Tell me.

What is it?

Ruby: Paul drowned.

He committed suicide.

And Jeanne said she
didn't put it in the book,

which means it's an omen.

An omen of what?

Something bad is gonna happen.

I can feel it.

Babe, you have to let go

of these silly bayou
cajun superstitions.

They're not silly, Beau.

She's right.

I've seen things.

And grandmére, she... she
always told me to never boast.

Pride is the devil's
eye. It's what lets him in.

Now this photo and
Pearl's dreams and Paul.

It means something.

Maybe it's just memories.

Memories?

But you were a baby
when you last saw him.

I must still remember, though,
somewhere deep inside.

But I never told you he drowned.

Give me this book.

Is everything okay?

Fine. Fine.

I... I'm so happy you came.

I do miss you.

Thank you so much
for the photo album.

Of course.

Are you ready to
go back to my place?

My parents are gone
so it's just a few of us.

Um, let's just stay
here a little while longer.

I feel bad leaving after
my parents planned all this.

What about what we planned?

Finally doing this tonight.

Okay, fine.

Let me just go talk to
my mom for a minute,

then we can go.

Sweetie, come on.

Everything okay?

Are you gonna go
out with your friends?

Yeah, they want to.

Well, do be careful, and...

I know what I'm doing.

Honey, I... I know that.

You're an adult and
whatever your gut says,

and whatever you choose...

I... I think I just
need to go lie down.

Are you not feeling well?

No, I... I'll be fine.

You know, I
think I'll stay here.

Really?

That would very
much make me happy.

I just worry.

Let me just tell them
I'm gonna stick around.

Okay.

Come on, Pearl, uh, let's go.

It's just, it's the party

and it would be rude
of me to leave, so-

so we'll stay and do it here.

Wait... where are we going?

In the house with my parents?

Look, I know you're nervous,

but you just gotta
take the plunge.

Uh, it's just...

I just think that-

that's right, you
think too much.

I don't wanna have
sex until it feels special.

And this doesn't feel special?

No! Not now, not with-

with what?

With me?

Oh, my god.

Claude, I didn't mean not-

that's what you were
gonna say, right?

But no, it's not
because it's with you-

I'm like a ten, Pearl,
and you're like a six.

You're lucky you even date me.

Okay, this is over.

Oh, you do not get to dump me,

I'm dumping you first.

Like, seriously, I can't
get you to feel anything,

like any emotion whatsoever.

Not like I was even
looking for that.

What were you looking for?

A challenge.

To see if I could get with
somebody who's such a prude.

Which doesn't matter now

because all my friends
think I did, anyway.

You lied?

What did you tell them?

That we did it in a
lab, and you took notes.

Now give me back
my promise ring.

Kids can be so mean.

But as strong as you are,
as strong as your grandmére,

you'll be just fine.

Except I don't know
the first thing about love.

Sweetie, to love you
have to keep your heart

as open as your mind.

But I'm just afraid.

Just trust your gut.

Not just your brain.

Trust your gut?

That's just an expression, mom.

There's no decision
making brain cells in your gut.

But you feel
something there, right?

And what's that?

I'll tell you what it is.

It's what got me
through a living hell.

Growing up was really that bad?

Not with grandmére.

But finding out the
man you're in love with

was your half-brother?

And then my terrible
twin sister, Gisselle.

She almost ruined it
for me with your father.

But I trusted my gut,
did what I had to do,

lord forgive me,

and that's what got
me through all of it.

That, and a little of
grandmére's cajun gris-gris.

Here.

This is for you.

For good luck.

For good gris-gris
to ward off evil spirits.

Mom, you don't have to.

I want to.

But I know you don't
believe in any of it-

but your art opening
is happening tomorrow

and I know it means
so much to you.

And that's why I
want you to have it.

Especially with...

What?

Nothing.

Just those dreams.
And that picture of Paul.

Mom-

I know, I know.
I'm just being silly.

Here.

Come here.

I love you, mom.

I love you, too.

Well, I guess the reason I
don't paint from memories

is the world around us
is so beautiful and rich,

and capturing that is
what my art is about.

It's about the present,
and the future...

Ruby?

I'm looking for Ruby dumas.

Clarice, is everything okay?

No, it's not, Ruby.

My sister Nina is
nearing her end.

It all happened very suddenly,

and as a last resort we
took her to mama dede's.

It's what Nina wanted.

Oh, my god.

Nina, no.

I'm not here for her
sake, but for yours.

She said she needs to give
you something before she goes.

A warning, she says.

About what?

I don't know.

But she says it's urgent.

You best come tonight

because I don't know that
she'll make it till the morning.

I've got to be going,

but you need to take care
of yourself, you hear me?

Yeah, you too.

What's wrong, mama?

Nina, she's sick.

I have to leave and go see her.

How sick?

She's dying, Pearl.

And she means more
to me than this show.

I gotta go.

Then I'm coming with you.

Ruby: Nina helped me when
Gisselle was being so evil to me.

She knew a woman,

a powerful voodoo queen,

who put a curse on
Gisselle to stop her.

Ruby, tell mama
dede your troubles.

I have a sister, a twin sister.

Ah, la marassa.

For some reason she
just seems to hate me.

I just want her to
stop hurting me.

Gisselle was riding in a car
and got into a horrible accident.

Her boyfriend died and
she... She was paralyzed.

The spell will be
very strong now.

Very strong.

I have to open up
to what I've done.

Mama dede: Nina
called out your name.

She said she had a message
for you from the dead.

Y'all are too late.
She gone now.

Oh, Nina.

Nina, Nina.

So there was something
she wanted me to know.

Do you know what
it was, mama dede?

Je ne sais pas.

All of that is between you
and her and the dead now.

But I have to know.

Ruby...

You know what to do.

Bring a sacrifice to the
cemetery tonight at midnight.

That's the only way to
speak to her spirit now.

By killing a rabbit?

By bringing an offering.

Your mama needs to know
what Nina saw near death.

She must have glimpsed
something on the other side

that made her want to warn her.

Paul was a good man.

He was trying to tell you
the same thing in your dream.

Tell me what?

A warning.

That bad gris-gris is
descending upon us

because of something I did.

What?

What did you do?

I don't know.

But I have to figure out
what it is and atone for it.

Mama-

if I don't, something
awful is going to happen.

Mark my words.

When the dead try to speak...

No, no. Guys, this
is... Bodies can do this.

It's reflexes relaxing.

Air being released
from the lungs.

What makes you so sure, child?

I worked in a
hospital this summer.

Mm-hmm.

I'm so sorry about Nina, mama,

but you can't
believe these things.

Let's go home, okay?

Pearl: What are you doing?

Singing an old catholic prayer

to the saints that
grandmére sang.

Pearl: About what?

About accepting our sins.

And the incense?

Something mama
dede told me to try.

Just in case.

Pearl: In case what?

Unfriendly spirits.

Mama.

Honey, people all over
the world believe in them

in some form or another.

Ruby: Can they all be wrong?

What is a spirit
even supposed to be?

A thing, like a life
force in the past

that lingers beyond its death.

Will you come inside,
mama? It's cold.

See?

What was that?

It's probably just
an upset neighbor.

Let's go inside.

Come on.

♪

Listen, mom.

"The exhibit showcased
a masterful body of work."

"A profound post-modern
panoply of allegorical inquisitions"

"and disquisitions
that stir the soul."

I don't know what that means,

but it sounds
like they loved it.

She's still upset, huh?

It's just, she says that Nina
has a message from the grave,

and she and a woman
she called mama dede

were talking about killing
a rabbit in a cemetery.

Look, I'm not one to disrespect
anyone's beliefs or traditions,

but this bayou faith she has?

It's the one thing she
hasn't been able to let go of.

I'm worried about her, poppa.

I suppose she just has to grieve
in her own unique bayou way.

I have an idea.

What if we all go to the country
house for a couple of days?

It might help her and all
of us to relax and unwind.

That's a good idea. Let's do it.

Mom, let's have a good time.

Relax.

If you're thinking about Nina-

oh, I know.

It'll all be fine, I hope.

Well, that drive
always wears me out.

I'm gonna head up for a nap.

- Last one outside is a loser!
- No fair, you got a head start!

Be careful!

Pierre: Yeah, yeah.

Jean, Jean, look. Do you see it?

There's a turtle on the rock.

Woah, cool.

Jean, Jean, wait!

There's a snake! Watch out!

Pierre: Mom! Dad!
Jean got bit by a snake!

Yes. 241 bayou bend.

My brother just
got bit by a snake.

Please hurry.

Mom! Dad! Hurry!

What happened?

Snake bite.

It's all my fault. I
told him to go in there.

We need to slow the
spread of poison to his heart.

We need his torso elevated.

Here, let's prop him
up against the tree.

Oh, my baby. What have I done?

His heart's beating too fast.

Jean, you have to
stay awake, okay?

Don't close your eyes.

Paramedic: I'm
going to start a line.

Is he breathing?

Ruby: Why won't
he open his eyes?

Beau? Why?

Pierre: Jean, mom,
what is happening?

Is he going to be okay?

Paramedic: I'm sorry,
there's nothing more I can do.

I can't believe he's gone.

What did I do for this to
happen to such a sweet little boy?

Guys.

Guys.

I can't... I can't breathe.

Pierre?

What's wrong?

What happened?

I got dizzy and everything
went black a second.

Oh, my god.

What's wrong with him?

Pierre, take a big, deep breath.

I'm supposed to protect him
like he's supposed to protect me.

It wasn't your fault, Pierre.

Now, breathe with me.

In...

Out.

In.

Out.

There you go.

Good job.

Are you feeling better?

Okay.

Thank you.

Pierre: Jean. Jean.

Come on, Jean.

Let's get you upstairs.

This is all my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

This was an accident.

No, I should have gone to her
gravesite and talked to Nina.

Mom, listen to me.

There's no such thing as
anything that Nina's sister

or that voodoo queen
were talking about.

Okay?

This was not your fault.

This was an accident.

Do you hear me?

Mom?

Mom.

You need to get some rest.

It's late.

Mom?

♪

If... if only I didn't
want the turtle

or if I hadn't been in such
a rush to be out there...

If we were five minutes later

the snake wouldn't
have been there.

Pierre, it's not your fault.

I was sleeping.

In the middle of the day.

I never do that.

It's not your fault, either.

No.

It's mine.

It's something I've
done that's caused this.

Stop with this nonsense.

♪

No, no.

No!

Pierre?

What's wrong?

I was...

I had a nightmare.

We were all trapped underwater.

Caught in these
vines like in the bayou.

You're burning up.

Pierre had a fever so
I gave him an aspirin.

Thank you, dear.

You should go to him, mama.

He called for you.

I can't see him.

I will not bring him
any more bad luck.

I have to make Jean's
funeral arrangements...

Why don't I make
the calls while you nap

and then you don't have to-

Pierre!

Baby, are you okay?

My chest hurts.

It hurts how?

Like someone's sitting on it.

Let's just breathe,
okay? Slow, deep breaths.

Come on. Come on.

Pierre!

Call 911.

Ruby: Pearl?

Pearl, what's
happening? Is Pierre ok?

Make the call!

Ruby: Pearl! Pearl! Talk to me!

Dad, give me the phone!

Ruby: Talk to me!

Yes, we need an ambulance.

Pearl: My brother,
he can't breathe.

It's 10337 St. Charles Avenue.

Hurry, please.

He'll die now, too.

Mom, the doctors
will know what to do.

Pa: Dr. Clark, room 103.
Dr. Clark you're needed...

I gave him a sedative and
he should be stable for now.

What's wrong with him?

His heart rate is all over the
place and we don't know why.

He hasn't eaten
since his brother died.

Could it be shock?

That wouldn't explain why

his white blood
cell count is so high.

No, something else is
wrong. Something physical.

He played in the
water in the swamp.

Could it be some
kind of bacteria?

We'll keep running tests.

Will he be able to go to
his brother Jean's funeral?

I'm afraid not.

We need to keep him here.

Pa: Housekeeping, room 301.

Jean.

Jean, Jean... Jean.

No!

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I... I have to get ready to go.

Go where?

To the funeral.

Pierre, it's already happened.

No.

No, no, no.

Where's mama?

She's at home, resting.

I need to go see mama!

No.

Uh... can we get
some help in here?

Beau: We need help! Please!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Stand back.

Check his pulse.

What's going on?

Charge the defibrillator.

Nurse: Charging.

Charge.

Nurse: Charged.

Clear!

Nurse: Clear.

Charge.

Nurse: Charged.

Clear!

Charge.

Nurse: Charged.

Clear!

How is he?

He's stable again, for now.

But we still don't know
what's wrong with him.

Then you need to figure it out.

Yeah?

Pearl?

What're you doing?

Research.

I'm trying to figure
out what on earth

might be going on with Pierre.

It just doesn't make any sense.

It does.

In its own way.

I'm gonna go back
to the hospital.

You have to come with me.

Sweetheart, your
brother, I... I can't.

It kills me I can't
see him but...

He would be worse off if I did.

Mom...

Dr. Ganyon?

I found this thing,

it doesn't make a lot of
sense to me but I wonder,

do you think Pierre
could be suffering from

broken heart syndrome?

You think cardiac arrest is
a figment of his imagination?

I know it doesn't seem
logical on the surface but it-

no, it doesn't.

But you have no
other ideas, right?

No.

If you wanna learn more
about broken heart syndrome

the person to talk
to is a psychiatrist.

They treat conditions like that.

Thank you.

Pa: Dr. Smith line
2. Dr. Smith line 2.

Excuse me, Dr. Lefevre,
you're in psychiatry, correct?

Yes.

Can I help you?

I'm Pearl Andreas.

I just have a quick question.

My brother is a patient here
but they don't know what's wrong.

And I just read in a textbook
about broken heart syndrome.

Is it a real ailment?

Have you ever seen it?

Oh, yes.

First hand at the
v.A. After Vietnam.

Most internists
wouldn't even consider it.

They're so stubborn.

But, after a powerful
and tragic event,

the body can release all
kinds of stress hormones

that can deregulate
the entire system.

Powerful and tragic event
like your brother dying?

That could do it.

Dr. Ganyon is his internist?

I'll talk to him.

If you're right, a cocktail of
sedatives and a medication

that treats PTSD might do
the trick and stabilize him.

But the most important thing,

this kind of stress and shock
weakens the immune system.

It makes a patient very
vulnerable to infections

so the patients
need to be soothed.

Soothed how?

The best way is being
around family and loved ones.

Being around what's familiar.

Pa: Psychology, pick up line
1. Psychology, pick up line 1.

Pearl: What are you doing?

Was mama dede here?

Yes.

I hoped she could
give me some answers.

Right.

In life, when something's
wrong like this,

you can't afford to rule
out any possibilities,

however remote.

I can't let anyone
else get hurt.

I've already lost Jean

and I can't bear the thought
of anything bad happening

to Pierre, your dad or you
because of what I've done.

Mama, even if
these things are true,

what could you have possibly
done to have killed Jean

and make Pierre sick?

I don't know.

There's so many
things it could be.

I don't have a clue which it is,

but I know in my
gut that mama dede

is the one who can
help me figure it out.

Mom, come on. Come with me.

I spoke to the doctor and-

the doctors are doing their
work and I'm doing mine.

And tonight-

not the cemetery.

I need to talk to the dead

to see what forces
are behind all of this.

Mama, this stuff,
it's ridiculous.

That's what you think.

Fine.

If you go then I'm going, too.

It's dangerous there at night.

You shouldn't be alone.

Meet me downstairs at 11:30.

And don't tell your father.

I wouldn't know how.

Mom.

Oh, dammit.

Mama.

Everything will be okay soon.

What did you just do?

Nina spoke to me.

Because I turned my back
on the past and showed pride,

the curse has gained power.

No, Pearl, this is real.

To save Pierre I need to find
out what's causing this curse,

whom it's coming from,

and then make amends to
zap it of its power and fury.

I just don't know
where to start.

Mama, let's get you home.

So this new doctor on
Pierre's case, Dr. Lefevre,

she says it's too early
to get our hopes up

but Pierre seems
to be stabilizing.

Our spiritual work is helping.

When I spoke to
her, Dr. Lefevre said

that it'd be good to
have family around,

and things that feel familiar.

Maybe we can bring
some clothing of Jean's,

and some of his favorite toys.

And then you can come to
the hospital with us, mama.

Okay?

He's getting better.

You don't have to worry
about this... thing now.

You don't understand,
Pearl, but you'll see.

Dad, I'm heading
back to the hospital!

Okay, hon!

Mama, where are you going?!

No!

Mama!

Whoever's driving
that car, stop, now!

Mama's gone off in a car with
some people from the bayou.

Dad, I'm really worried.

What is this?

It's a letter she wrote us.

"As a woman of science, Pearl,

"you know actions
cause reactions,

"and Jean's death
and Pierre's illness

"are the result of some
action of mine in the past.

"What exactly that
is, I don't know... yet.

"But I have to find out.

"And to do that I have to
open myself up to the past."

"I have to go back to
the bayou and relive it."

"Only then will I know
what's cursing us."

"And only then will I
be able to atone for it."

"I know you don't
understand this,"

"but please allow
me to finish my work"

"without coming to find me."

"And if I don't return,
if the fates have it,"

"should that I must
move on from this world,"

"please know this."

"I love you, Pierre, and
your father with all my heart."

What does that mean?

"If I don't return."

Could she be in danger?

What if she sacrifices herself.

You think she would do that?

Dad, she's distraught and
that's what she believes.

We have to find her.

If something happens to her...

Pierre needs her.

This family needs
to stay together.

If she's going back through
her past where would she start?

At the beginning.

At the Landry shack.

You're not actually thinking
about helping her, are you?

I'm gonna make
sure that she's okay

and that she comes
back for Pierre.

Pearl: Dad! Come on! Let's go.

Dead end.

She's not here.

Hard to imagine
that she lived here

but she did.

With Paul?

Until he built cypress woods.

Do you think that she
was actually in love

with her half-brother?

That's not something I
wanna answer for her.

So she was with him
when she met you.

They had already broken
up because she found out

the truth about him and
how they were related.

When your mom and I met we...

Well, it was only a short
time before I was sent away.

She was pregnant with you
and alone and desperate,

so I don't think she had a
choice but to go back to Paul.

She says he was
trying to warn me.

Warn her.

I don't know.

Maybe we should go
to cypress woods next.

This place has seen better days.

Hey!

This is private property.

Belonging to Mrs. Ruby dumas.

I know.

I'm John.

I work for southern oil.

I'm doing a survey
here for the new Wells.

The company rents
me an apartment

in an old manor next door.

Have you been here long?

A couple hours.

We're looking for my mom.

This woman.

Have you seen her?

No one's come
or gone that I saw.

Is there any phones nearby?

I need to call my wife's
friends in the area.

Yeah, I got one in my place.

It's close.

So, you're Pearl dumas, huh?

Hmm?

Oh.

Yes.

You know who I am?

Of course, your family is
well-known around here.

And I've been working the
rigs in this parish long enough

to know just about everybody.

I heard about how
beautiful your mother is,

which I see she's passed on.

Not to overstep.

Just pointing out a fact.

And of course your grandmére,

I heard about what a
talented traiteur she was

and how many people she healed.

So I've heard.

You're planning on
studying medicine, right?

Word gets around here.

I can tell you're gonna
be a fine doctor one day.

Pearl, we have to go.

What's wrong?

I just talked to the hospital

and Pierre has taken
a turn for the worse.

Thank you for your help

and if you see or hear
anything regarding my wife

please just call me at home

or at broadmoor hospital.

I sure will.

Dad, look.

Pearl: It's mom and mama dede.

Poppa!

Are you okay?

Can you call 911?

Yeah.

Poppa, it's gonna be okay.

It's okay.

How are you feeling?

Do you remember anything?

Mr. Andreas, your radius
and ulna are shattered.

Compound fractures,

which means you need surgery
and hardware put in tonight.

It's a lengthy operation

so he'll be out the
rest of the night.

Pa: Dr. Jameson to
icu. Dr. Jameson to icu.

I'm so sorry.

I'm failing you.

I'm failing this family.

Miss Andreas?

Could you come with me?

We need to discuss your brother.

Pa: Dr. Stuartson to ward
12. Dr. Stuartson to ward 12.

I don't understand.

I thought he was recovering

with the medication
Dr. Lefevre gave him.

He was.

But, as I had feared, his
immunocompromised state

has left him vulnerable to
a serious systemic infection.

Sepsis?

Exactly.

The problem is,
the infection he has,

the bacteria is resistant
to most of our antibiotics.

But there's still
some that can work.

There is one that might work.

It's an iv antibiotic
that we seldom use

because of the
serious side effects,

particularly to a patient
already weakened,

so it could do him
more harm than good.

But it's our best shot
at keeping him alive

and we have to move quickly,

so with your mother not
here and father incapacitated,

I need your consent.

Mine?

As next of kin it's your
decision whether we try it.

Your call.

I trust you.

I'll have the
nurses set up the iv.

Do you still think that
having family around

will make him stronger?

It's more important
now than it ever was.

Where's your mother?

A mother is the closest
connection for a boy of his age.

She really needs to be here.

I'm working on it.

Excuse me.

Pearl dumas?

There's a call for
you. His name is John?

If you want I can
put it through.

Hello?

I saw your mother in a car.

I think I know where
they're headed.

That's great.

I'll come pick you up.

Okay.

My grandmére's grave.

Someone must have been here.

Your mom?

Must be.

Okay. Where next?

I don't know.

Your guess is as good
as mine, though it's late.

She has to be staying somewhere.

Cypress woods.

She told my dad that she
and Paul were happiest there.

Okay. Let's go.

Mom?

Mama?

This doesn't really seem
like the kind of place

a lady would stay.

I saw pictures of this place.

It used to be beautiful.

Mama?

She's gone.

But she stopped
here. Look, handprints.

They must be hers, which
means she might come back.

I think I'm gonna
stay here for tonight.

Thanks for your help.

Stay here?

There's thieves and
vandals out in these parts.

What about them?

It isn't safe.

Okay, then I'll stick
around, crash on the couch.

You know, protect you.

Who says I need protecting?

Don't move.

Hold on.

How did you know
for me to stop moving?

They only bite in defense.

When their webs are
disturbed or they're scared.

Thank you.

Oh, no. You got it covered.

No need for help from me.

♪

Scared of all the noises?

No.

I just don't want you to be.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just...

Could we um...

We could keep each other warm.

Oh, okay.

Morning.

We should start looking again.

Okay.

Where to first?

To see my aunt Jeanne.

This is about Paul.

He is survived by his mother,
Gladys, and my aunt Jeanne.

I think whatever is happening
it... it has to do with them.

How do you know that?

It's just a gut feeling.

Okay.

My, my.

For a second I thought
you were Ruby dumas.

It's the town drunk. Let him be.

He might know something.

Buster trahaw at your service.

You know my mom?

I worked for the
family for years.

So you're her daughter, huh?

Yes.

Have you seen her?

I heard she was back in town,

but I haven't seen
her for a while.

If you do, would you find me?

With pleasure, ma'am.

Oh, look who it is.

Pearl, I'm so glad to see you.

It's good to see you,
too, aunt Jeanne.

This is John.

He works for the oil company.

Come on in.

We just have some
questions about Paul.

He was in so much pain
after she broke up with him.

But, you know, half brother
and sister, it couldn't be.

But then they got back together.

When your father was sent
away and Gisselle, that witch,

turned her against Beau,
yes, she took Paul back.

Gladys: She used him...

For comfort and
support, and he knew it.

Don't listen to her.

She's just getting
bitter with old age.

Have you seen my mom?

I really think that she
could be in danger.

She is.

I know that for a fact.

How?

I have it on good
authority that she's cursed.

Owing to the fact
that she killed Paul.

Killed Paul?

No, Pearl, do not listen to her.

Paul drowned.

No!

She had him wrapped around
her little finger so much...

It... drove him to kill himself.

She knows it.

I gave her a little reminder.

What do you mean?

It was you who put that photo
of Paul in the album I made.

Now somebody has
put a curse on her.

So she'll die, too.

After she loses everything
and everyone she loves.

If you haven't seen her

how do you know that she
thinks that there's a curse?

Mother, what did you do?

Fine, I did it. I put
the hex on Ruby.

And Ruby seeing that photo and
remembering what she did to him,

that was its beginning.

Now his pain can haunt
her and power my spell.

She didn't do
anything wrong to him.

If you don't believe me,

what makes you think
that after all of these years,

on the Eve of the
anniversary of his death,

this isn't happening?

You think it's all random?

Hmm?

No. The moon and the stars

all the signs of heaven and hell

have finally lined up the same

as on that terrible day.

And now the whole
storm of bad gris-gris

is gonna blow back on her.

Let's get going.

We're done here.

You'll see.

There's a storm coming.

I don't know much
more than you do,

but after years round
these bayou superstitions

I do know one thing.

If Ruby believes that the
curse that mom put on her

is fueled by Paul's pain

then she's going to be trying
to make amends with him.

She'll be trying to track
down his spirit and talk to it.

Gladys is right about one
thing. A storm's coming in.

We need to call it a day, and
get some place safe, okay?

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

There's no big storm yet.

Are you hungry?

No.

If there's no big storm
then let's get going.

Pearl, if we go out
there we'll get stuck.

There could be flash
floods. It's not safe.

And it's not letting
up any time soon.

Fine.

When the storm passes

maybe we should
start with his grave first.

I don't know.

My aunt who was into
this kind of stuff used to say

that spirits don't really
cling on to their graves

but they're in the
places they felt their pain.

Pearl, I gotta insist you eat.

But I got options.

What options do I have?

Spaghetti with
tomato sauce or...

Spaghetti with tomato sauce.

I'll have it with the sauce.

Perfect.

Order coming right up.

Do you uh, do you
like things being spicy?

Pardon?

Do you like spicy foods?

Sometimes when I'm
cooking pasta just for me

I put some hot
sauce in the sauce.

How spicy?

Not too spicy.

Wanna try it?

Come here.

Mm-hmm.

It's good.

Yeah?

It's okay if you don't want to.

No, I want to.

I've never met anyone
quite like you, Pearl dumas.

I've never met anyone like you.

No other oil hands
with my charm?

Nobody else who
makes me feel safe.

Wait a second.

What's this?

About last night...

Yeah?

That was my first time.

Darn.

I wish I could have taken
you somewhere beautiful

and made it more special.

No.

It was perfect.

You made me feel things that
I didn't think I was capable of.

What do you mean?

I was starting to think

that I wasn't capable
of love or passion.

You are more passionate
than anyone I've ever met.

And you've got
brains on top of it.

Sometimes you just
have to find something

that gives those two forces
their balance, you know?

I think I found it.

I'm late.

I gotta go.

One of your Wells broke down.

It's mine?

Then I can give you the day off.

Trust me, there's
nothing I'd want more

than to stay here with you but
it wouldn't be fair to the team.

I'll come back as soon as I can.

Listen, be careful.

Why?

I don't know.

This whole thing.

Well, you're not believing
in curses now, are you?

I don't know what I believe now.

What's changing your mind?

Part of it... you.

And what happened last night.

It opened my eyes to something.

That there's so much
more to life than the surface.

And I've seen it before, too.

With Pierre.

The fact that he's dying from
something so inexplicable.

Broken heart syndrome.

Just, it stretches the
rational mind to the point...

Just be careful.

I'll come back as soon
as I'm done with work.

I'm going to stay
here and read up more

on the history of cypress woods.

Maybe it will help.

Okay.

Buster, right?

Is everything okay?

No, ma'am.

I found your mama.

But she's in terrible shape.

What? What happened?

Not sure.

I found her unconscious near
my place on the shore of the bayou

bleeding from her head.

My god.

I took her back to her house
and laid her on the couch

but she's not waking
up, and I tried the doc,

but he's out of town.

Can you take me to her?

Just give me a sec,
I'll grab my coat.

Here we are.

Where is she?

That's what I've
been asking myself

for the past 20 years.

I... I don't understand.

You see, your great
granddaddy promised me a wife.

I paid for a wife.

Paid for a wife?

Your mama.

She was about your age.

Okay, look.

I... I don't know everything
that happened, but...

All you need to know
is that I'm owed a wife

and I'm gonna have me one.

And if it ain't gonna be
Ruby it's gonna be you.

Your mama was a fighter, too.

Had her chained to the
bedpost before she got away.

But that ain't
happening this time.

Help! Help!

Nobody around here for miles.

Trust me, you ain't getting out.

I built this just for you.

Don't kill me!

Don't make me!

You know I could
drain all your blood

if I go a millimeter
lower and deeper.

Right into the jugular!

Okay, easy now.

Get in the cage!

Okay, okay!

You can't run far enough.

I'll find you!

I'll find you!!

Hello? Hello?

Please, please.

Help!

Pearl, Pearl, Pearl!

It's me. It's me.

It's me.

Buster, he tried to...
Oh, thank god it's you.

What did that man do to you?

It was horrible.

Did he, did he-

no, no, thank god.

I've been looking
all over for you.

Thank god you're all right.

He's already got a record,

so he's not getting out
of jail any time soon.

Good.

I'm so sorry I left
you there alone today.

No, it's not your fault.

I went with him when
my gut told me not to.

I should have
listened to my mom.

John.

Look.

Someone's there.

It's my mom's car.

Mama?

Hello, dear.

Mama, where have you been?

Out here, trying to
figure out what dark cloud

is hanging over us.

You've had us all
worried to death.

I'm sorry. I know.

And I know you
don't understand this,

but this is the only way
Pierre stands a chance.

Mama, no.

I do understand.

Or at least I'm
starting to understand

that I don't
understand everything.

That's marvelous, sweetheart.

As grandmére
Catherine used to say,

that's the first step to wisdom.

I just wish there was
something we could do.

We found out about
Gladys and her-

- curse.

Yes.

She's riled up
Paul's hatred of me

and used that anger
to power the hex.

Hatred?

But he loved you.

Love is a funny thing.

It sometimes turns to spite.

You saw with Claude.

Paul is nothing like Claude.

Even poppa said
that he was kind,

and that he owed him so much
for selflessly taking care of us.

But that was until
your poppa came back.

And then Paul spiraled down.

I couldn't love him back
the way he wanted, and...

It killed him.

And now, out of
spite, on this night,

when all the stars
and the moon line up

exactly the same as they
did on that night, so long ago,

he wants to make
us feel the same pain.

But it doesn't make sense.

Well, you saw
yourself in your dreams.

No.

Mama, in my dreams he was
reaching out asking for help.

Help?

Yes.

He said "help me".

You have such good intuition.

You have the gift.

The gift?

If he's asking for help
then this isn't about hatred.

It's about hurt.

He's trapped here
by his love for us

and only I can set him free.

How will you do that?

With this painting.

And mama dede.

We need to show him
what he meant to me.

How can we help?

Well, I'll need more light.

More paints.

Oh, and turpentine.

♪

It's done.

Oh, my god.

It looks almost exactly like
how I saw him in my dreams.

I painted his face from memory.

What's next?

We find out where
mama dede wants to meet.

We gotta get this done
tonight. Time is running out.

Mama dede: You
have the painting.

Let me see.

Oh, Ruby. It's beautiful.

Do you think it'll work?

It's the spitting image of him.

And what's more,

your soul shines through
every brush stroke.

Your spirit reaching out to his

through this
symbol of your love.

What's next?

Well, now we have to
give Paul another send off.

A proper one this time,

which in essence
means we rebury him.

Are you gonna dig him up?

Oh no, child, not literally.

That's a felony in Louisiana.

We do it metaphorically now,

which means your mama
has to tell him goodbye,

and when she does so she-

I have to open up to the past.

My past.

And tell him the
truth. That I loved him.

Because I really did.

And if he accepts this,
if he understands this,

he'll go on and let go,
and the curse will be lifted.

And all the bad stuff
will stop happening?

One hopes.

But the smoke needs
to rise right at midnight.

Why is that?

That's the time between
the living and the dead.

It's time.

It's now or never.

I'm sorry I tried to forget.

I can't imagine how
much that hurt you

and I don't have any
way to make it better

except by being honest about it.

I painted this to show you
that I still remember every detail.

I've opened my soul up to it
and the fact that I loved you

in some way that
perhaps wasn't right,

but that was nevertheless real.

I loved you, Paul.

I still do.

But now I have to
let go and so do you.

I know it will be hard,

but it's holding you back
from where you're meant to go.

From the peace
you're going to have.

Let me help you.

Paul, my love.

Go.

Be free.

And Paul, tell Jean what to do.

Tell him to release Pierre.

That they'll be
together again one day

when the time is
right, long from now.

What just happened?

The past let go.

Now we can move
forward with the present.

Pierre.

My baby boy.

We need to hurry.

Yes.

Ruby, I have to
tell you something.

I saw in the
flicker of the flame

that Pierre may not make it.

What?

But the curse is lifted.

The curse was just the
beginning of his tragedy.

He lost his twin,

his dearest friend
to the other side.

When souls are torn
apart like that they hold on.

They cling together.

If he makes it,
it's up to him now.

But-

but nothing.

He may want to
go with his brother

or maybe, just maybe,

he may want to stay here
with you and your mom.

But it's his choice now.

We better go.

Mom, what happened tonight...

I know.

So much of life is a mystery.

Who knows anything, really?

I don't think anyone does.

But honestly, it makes
things a little more exciting.

Pierre, my dear.

Mama's here now.

I'm so very sorry for
not being here earlier,

but I had to make sure no
more harm could come to you.

We're all here now.

That's right.

You have me and your dad.

And you may have
lost your brother for now,

but you have the most
amazing big sister who's here,

and she wants you to stay.

This night is going to be tough.

His system wouldn't take
any more of the antibiotics

so we had to take him off it.

But the infection...

What are his chances, doctor?

I can't say.

It's just going to be his
body fighting to survive.

Oh, he has a spirit in there.

He's fighting and he's deciding.

I can feel it.

Excuse me, can you tell
them the iv has run out?

Hon, it's not up to you anymore.

You have to relax.

Sit.

Breathe.

Grandmére used to say
this is the witching hour.

The transitional phase
between the living and the dead.

This is when he'll decide.

What is this thing?

Where am I?

What day is today?

It's a good day.

It's one of the best.

And you have a
cast. What happened?

Just your dad being clumsy.

But no one's signed it.

You know it's a tradition

to have your cast
signed by someone.

That's a cute poem you
did on my cast there, hey?

I wish Jean was here to sign it.

Why don't you sign it for him?

What would he say?

Here.

Kick me?

You little prankster.

I have no explanation
for what happened,

or how you beat
the infection, Pierre.

I've never seen
anything like it.

You're a lucky boy.

And lucky to have
a sister like you do.

You folks take care.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, doctor.

Should we go?

How was your first day?

Thrilling.

And the drive?

Not bad, but ask me
after another eight years.

Maybe less.

I found out today that I can
apply for an accelerated track

to finish undergrad
a year earlier.

You just can't
wait to finish, huh?

I was thinking,

maybe I could
practice in the bayou.

Sounds good to me.
I'm a country boy at heart.

And hanging up my shingle
out there wouldn't be bad,

like my grandmére.

But you'll be a real doctor.

I have no doubt that she cured
plenty of people her own way.

I'm sure she did.

Look at that sky.

John: Wow.

Pearl: Heavenly.

I always wonder why you
see such beautiful colors

in the sky sometimes.

Refraction.

The angle of the sun
at the end of the day

as opposed to midday

splits up colors into a
beautiful rainbow of shades.

You're just so
stunning inside and out.

Brains, guts, beauty.
You have it all.

It makes me so
happy that you decided

to renovate cypress woods,
and bring it back to life.

It's gonna look amazing.

I love it.

It will make a wonderful
home for the two of you.

Wow, it's really
coming along, John.

It's gonna look so cool.

You can stay here on the
weekends during the school year.

And, after you graduate,

if you still decide you
want to practice out here.

There's no other
way I'd have it.

I'm so glad you're
making this your home.

It feels like a commencement.

The commencement
of a new journey.

I think we're gonna be okay.

More than okay, dare I say it.

Good.