Original subtitles

(dramatic music)

- Donna your pants are ready.

- Where did I put my drink? - Hi Mom!

- Hi! You look beautiful.

- Have you seen my bowtie?

- No. I don't know where that is.

- Bubble time.

- Ah, okay.

(melodious music)

(cork popping)

- Whoo! - Whoo!

- Bubbly for the groom to be.

All right.

Cheers! (glasses clinking)

(laughs)

(melodious music)

- The final touches.

- Charlie.

Why aren't you dressed?

- Jesus, you scared the hell out of me.

- Did you forget about the wedding or something?

- No, weirdo. - Come on. Get ready!

Wheels up in 20, I'll be really pissed

if I have to go alone with my mother.

- Yeah, I'll be ready.

- Let's go.

- Oh my God!

- Oh my God, whoops. (laughs)

Mmm? - What?

No!

- Mm-hmm! - Uh-huh!

- Mm-hmm! - Uh-hmm!

- Mm-hmm! - No!

- Mm-hmm! - Okay, not here.

There's too many eyes.

Oh. Oh, wow.

You are such a rebel.

- Mmm-hmm! (laughs)

Oh, Hey. Want to look what my boyfriend texted this morning?

- Oh, your boyfriend,

the one who doesn't know you exist.

- You know what, you're just jealous

because I'm going to have this in church, okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- Leave me alone.

- Okay. Hurry up. We've got something to do.

- Oh Emma.

I forgot to tell you.

There's an open bar tonight.

- Mm- hmm!

- You're welcome. - 20 minutes.

- Okay.

(loud rumbling noise)

(sirens wailing)

- What are you doing, I thought Emma was joking?

Your still in your pajamas.

- Dad, I'm almost ready.

- Your almost ready?

You haven't even started.

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- I know today might feel a little weird.

Okay, maybe a lot weird. - Mm-hmm!

- But I need you with me.

- I'm here.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

- Hey, Michael. You should get to the church.

Charlie's fine. I'll make sure she gets there.

She can come in the limo with me.

- Oh, no, no, no. It's okay.

Emma's mom said, "That she would take me."

- Babe, would you just uh, tell the guys,

that I'll be down in a second.

- Okay. Hurry up.

- Okay. You can go with Emma under one condition.

- What?

- You promise not to walk me down the aisle in your pajamas?

- Well okay, I better..

- All right. - Yeah.

Hey Dad? - Yeah.

- Isn't it bad luck to see the bride in her dress before the ceremony?

Oh, oh does that not count the second time around?

- Yeah. Funny. - Mmh!

- I love you. - Love you too.

- Now get dressed. - Uhh!

- Coming. - Bye.

- I'll see you later.

- I'm not going to say it.

- How you doing, counselor?

How are you holding up with this madness?

- Mmh.

Jury's still out.

- Jury really. (bride laughs)

How much to bribe them? I'll pay anything.

- I'm not sure if that'll be neccessary.

- Hey. No, no, no, no. Not so fast, mister.

You need to make an honest woman of her first, okay.

- You invited her, you remember that. - My girl.

- Watch him, Donna. He's sassy.

- Just in love with her vision. Yes. Tick tock. I know. - Let's go.

- You are bringing Charlie? - Yes.

- She's bringing Charlie. - I'm bringing Charlie.

That's all arranged. Please go.

- I'll see you at the church Mrs. McLeod.

- I like the sound of that. - Go, go.

- Going. - Goodbye. Thank you.

Go to the right church.

(bride laughs)

- It took me an hour and a half to do my makeup.

- Oh yeah I know, it's not as if I saw you taking like, 20,000 selfies.

Uh huh, no, not at all.

- Come on. I'm your friend.

I've got to embarrass you.

- Uh huh, yeah, don't think I forgot!

Do not think I forgot! (laughs)

No it was so good. - Okay.

Good, good, good. - Is that a thistle?

That's a thistle. (laughs)

Don't you whack me with your bouquet, okay. - I'm so sorry.

Do you wanna hear something?

- Okay. - Okay.

Remember that beat up I got last week.

- Uh-huh.

- I made this.

- You made this? - Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Okay.

- ♪ Ice out, iced out ♪

♪ Yeah I'm all drip ♪

♪ Headin' to the party in my mama's own whip ♪

♪ And your girl got the blast and you already sippin' ♪

♪ Showin' off these bars, that I'm spittin' ♪

- Oh you know, that was actually really good. -Right?

- Look at you go.

- Mm-hmm. So, try one.

- Are you kidding?

I'm a little too late for that, no.

- Come on. It's fun.

Do it.

- Okay. Okay.

My dad's getting married, and it's time to celebrate.

Going to do a little speech,

I got to concentrate.

- Seriously? - Look, I told you I can't.

I told you.

Come on. That wasn't the worst.

- Okay, yeah the beats-

Okay, the beat saved me. Whatever.

- Okay, Mom, you do one. Come on.

- Okay. No, you have to. - Right?

- Right. Do it.

- Okay. Check this out. Okay. Ready?

I got something.

♪ Tonight we're going to party ♪

♪ Party all night ♪

♪ Bumpin' and grindin' 'til the morning light. Oh! ♪

(tires screeching)

Oh, my God.

Are you guys okay?

Oh shit!

(glass shattering) (tires screeching)

(loud humming noise)

(heavy breathing)

(loud humming noise)

- Accident victim, needs attention.

She lost a lot of blood.

- Blood pressure? - 80 over 50 and dropping.

There's barely a pulse.

- What's her name? - Charlie.

- Charlie stay with me all right.

(loud humming noise)

We got to stop the bleeding.

We got to get her stabilized and up to the O.R.

- Regular heart rate.

- Come on Charlie.

I need that gauze, where is that gauze?

Thank you.

(loud humming noise)

- Sir! You need to wait.

- We're here. - Charlie!

- Would someone please get him out of there.

- Can I get some help here? - That's my daughter.

- Sir, you need to step outside. - Blood suction.

(loud humming noise)

- Hey guys, I'm losing her. Come on. We got to go.

We gotta move.

Going down the drains, come on.

(loud humming noise)

- Mom.

- It's so good to see you.

Are you ready for an adventure?

(machine beeping)

- Charlie!

Charlie!

(machine beeping)

- Mom.

I can't believe this.

(muffled talking)

(muffled talking)

(suspenseful music)

- 300.

Clear!

(suspenseful music)

(soft piano music)

(soft piano music)

(soft piano music)

- Morning, Charlie.

Hope you had a good night.

(Charlie mumbling)

Charlie?

(Charlie mumbling)

Charlie!

(Charlie mumbling)

Michael.

- Mom!

- She keeps saying it.

- Maybe she's saying something.

- Dad.

- Hey, babe. I'm right here.

- I saw Mom.

- What?

- She was here.

- Bad little dream.

- No!

She was here.

She was so beautiful.

- You rest now, okay.

Just rest.

(soft music)

- Traumatic events,

often trigger unusual dreams, Michael.

We've been down this road before.

- That's kept her, she's going through this again.

- Well, I'm concerned that this could set off

another series of nightmares.

- Charlie never described her Mom like this

it was always in the car.

With the fire and screams.

Could it....

could it have happened the way she said that it would.

Could...

Could this?

- I think you maybe spent one too many sleepless nights

in a hospital chair.

Our priority should be getting her back on her feet.

She needs to focus on healing,

- Michael.

Since Charlie has been through two very similar events,

everything could be heightened, more real.

Do you think entertaining this belief

that she saw her deceased mother?

Do you think this is good for her recovery?

- She's right, Michael.

Let's not lose the progress she's made.

-Yes, we have made progress.

But Charlie has still had a very difficult time

accepting her mother's death.

You know, Michael, their bond was very strong.

- Okay.

Okay.

- Maybe she's dead.

- Ralphy, I don't think she would be here, if she was dead.

- True.

- I'm going to go over here.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey hold the phone. We have movement.

You don't look dead.

They said you died, but you don't exactly look dead to me.

What do you think, Joe?

- Um, she's alive, Ralphy.

Definitely alive.

- Joe's been here the longest,

so he'd know what a dead kid looks like.

- Maybe we should let her rest.

- So, so what happened?

- What? - You died, right?

What did you see?

- Did you see heaven?

- Maybe she was in hell.

Were you in hell?

- No.

- How do you know?

- Because I saw my mother.

- Bullshit.

- You saw your mother?

- Yeah, I saw her, too.

She was in here last week with your Dad.

- What what are you talking about?

- Yeah, they were right here holding hands by your bed.

(heavy sigh) - That's not my mother.

- Did you see my Mommy?

She died two years ago.

- Oh, sorry. No, no, it wasn't like that.

It was just me and her.

- So does your Mom know about your Dad's new girlfriend?

- What?

What is wrong with you?

- You said you saw your mom, right?

I just thought she might have mentioned something about

your Dad's new GF?

- No, that wasn't high on my list.

When I hadn't seen my mother in years.

- So what did you guys talk about?

- You must be very special, Charlie.

- Hey, Joe, we're all special in here.

Do you know how many kids have come through here?

Tons. And they've all had crazy effed up stories.

Some crazier than...

Hello.

Oh, hey, Jody.

What's up?

(suspenseful music)

She's one of the lucky ones, though.

She gets to go home tomorrow.

Come on, Joe. Let's bounce

- Bye Charlie.

- I don't think you understand.

- What don't I understand?

- This is going to bring up all of the same issues,

all over again.

- We have to let her talk about what happened.

- Oh, Jesus.

Of course we're going to let her talk.

I just think we need to try and keep her grounded.

- You mean, like, control what she believes?

- Oh, come on. Don't do that.

- I'm not going to tell her what to believe or what not to believe about what happened.

We weren't there, we don't know what happened.

- Okay.

Do you think she saw Claire?

Like, actually spoke to her?

- I don't know.

I don't know, maybe.

Maybe.

- If Charlie truly believes

that she saw Claire,

then she's going to go through the grieving process

all over again.

Don't you get it, if this wasn't all a dream,

then Claire is still here.

And if Charlie believes that Claire is still here,

then where does that leave me?

- This has nothing to do with you.

- Oh, that's so naive.

You're so naive.

- Hello?

Yes, this is Michael.

What? Okay, I'll be, I'll be right there.

- We don't know yet.

The autopsy will give us more.

(Charlie crying)

- Hey! - Dad!

- You okay!

(Charlie crying)

- Charlie, Jody's little heart just gave out.

- I knew.

I knew.

Knew what baby?

(Charlie crying)

- I wasn't scared of her.

I just wanted to tell her what it was like.

being there with Mom.

But how would I know that she was going to die?

How would I know that Jody was going to die?

- Nurse.

- I knew. I knew.

- Okay. - I knew.

- Get me one milligram of Haldol

and give it as an I.V. push, stat.

- Forget about it, okay.

(Charlie crying)

Hey. - Hey.

- How you doing? - Oh, I'm a little stiff, but,

I'll be fine.

- Emma seems to be bouncing back.

- Yeah. Yeah, she's, she's pretty tough.

There have been a few rough nights,

a couple of headaches, hers and mine.

She um...

she keeps seeing the truck hit Charlie,

so she wakes up screaming.

- Must have been terrifying.

- Listen, Michael um,

we haven't really had time to talk

since the accident, but uh,

I'm so sorry.

I just feel like I-

Can you ever forgive me?

Because it just happened so fast

and I didn't even see it coming, and I-

- I know. - I guess I was distracted.

- I don't know what I would have done, if she... - I know. I know, you care.

(crying)

- I'm just so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- It's not your fault.

Okay. It wasn't your fault.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

(heavy sigh)

(pensive music)

- Hey!

You busy?

I'm Keith.

Mind if we talk for a moment?

I understand you were in an accident a few weeks ago.

I just wanted you to know that

I was in an accident when I was young, too.

Sometimes it's nice to talk to people with similar experiences.

- You were in an accident?

- Yeah, when I was ten.

It wasn't a car accident, but,

I was pretty badly hurt.

I almost died.

Actually,

I did die.

- Really? - My heart stopped,

they told me for over a minute.

What?

- 2:10.

- 2:10?

- I was dead for 2 minutes and 10 seconds.

- I guess you win.

- Felt way longer, though.

- Yes. I imagine 2 minutes

would feel like a very long time indeed.

- Did um...

Did you um...

see anyone, when you died?

- My grandfather.

My favorite person in the whole world.

He was still wearing his old plaid shirt.

What about you?

- I saw my mother.

- Really?

- I don't remember what she was wearing, though.

- I didn't, really care.

I just wanted to...

keep hugging her.

I was just holding her so...

tightly, and I...

didn't want to let go.

- You hugged her?

- Yeah.

Is that a bad thing?

- No, not at all. It's just...

I've talked to a lot of people who had near-death experiences,

and no one's ever mentioned physical contact.

- Hey kiddo, found some smoothies.

Oh, sorry, I didn't realize you had company.

Is everything okay?

- Everything's fine.

I'm Keith Mitchell.

- Hi. I'm Michael McLeod,

I'm Charlie's father.

Uh, what can we uh,

what can we do for you Keith?

- I heard about Charlie's near-death experience,

and I wanted to see her.

- You heard about it, uh?

- Yes, I'm often here in the hospital.

People talk.

- Yeah, we're working with a doctor,

Dr. Ivy on it.

- Judith Ivy is an excellent psychiatrist, but uh,

this is far beyond her expertise.

- But not yours.

- I specialize in dissociative states of mind

and paranormal phenomena.

- Okay.

What's that got to do with Charlie?

- I also have extensive knowledge

of near-death experiences.

- Look, we...

we don't really know what happened.

Charlie just needs rest right now.

- Dad, it's okay.

- I know it's hard to understand,

but what Charlie experienced

was very real.

- Look, it's like I said,

we're working with Dr. Ivy on this.

But, I mean, in a week,

Charlie's going to be coming back home

and everything is going to get back to normal.

Right, kiddo?

So, yeah, anyway, thank you.

Thank you very much for stopping by, though.

- Sure.

So here's my card.

If you have any questions or concerns.

Give me a call any time.

Nice meeting you, Charlie.

- Bye.

(pensive music)

- Surprise!

(horns tooting)

(background chatter)

- Hi. Thank you for coming.

(background chatter)

- Bitch! - Hey!

So you divert Mom's attention

and I'll be at the bar.

- Okay. You know, there's a liquor cabinet in the kitchen?

- Hmm. That works too. - Uh-huh!

- But I will have to still distract them.

Okay, we'll figure it out. - Yeah.

- I quit smoking, I quit smoking recently.

So anytime I eat them I can put that in my mouth.

(laughs)

(girls laughing)

- Love you.

(girls laughing)

Hey, hey guys, what is this, a barn?

How you doing. - I'm okay.

- You're okay? - Hmm.

- You know, I'm going to be your shadow

for like the rest of your life, right?

Just an FYI.

(growl noise) (laughs)

You two enjoy yourselves.

Ian, no, no, not that one.

That's ABBA.

- Oh already, okay I need one of those.

- Yeah. - You do. You do?

Yeah, you are you all right? - I'm good. how are you?

-You're fucked. (laughs)

Missed you.

- Oh, right.

Oh, you want that?

Oh, I couldn't. I couldn't.

- That's the last one.

(background chatter)

(loud humming noise)

- I would think so, because...

(woman laughing)

(background chatter) (people laughing)

(background music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Charlie?

Charlie, what's the matter?

Sweetie, what's going on?

It's okay.

Can I get you some water?

- Yeah.

- Oh, it's getting cold out there.

Hey, squirt.

How you doing, huh?

You okay, Charlie?

- Charlie?

(man snickers)

I'm sorry Ian. She's had a long day.

- Yeah, you must be,

you must be exhausted, Charlie.

Uh, there's no wine glasses out there.

I'll just bring these out there and uh,

get some more paté.

I'm going to stop calling you, squirt.

I don't know why I.... (laughs)

- Charlie, what is going on?

- Uncle Ian.

It's just like with Jody.

I'm warm and, and, and...

- Hey, what's going on?

Oh, hey kiddo.

Oh.

Hey, I'm going to get you to your room, okay.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- So the first time was with the little girl in the hospital?

- Yes.

Um...

She came into my room

the night before she died.

- What was it like?

- It's hard to describe.

It's the same feeling I had when I died.

It was warm.

- And the only other time you experienced this...

was with your Uncle Ian.

- Have you ever encountered anything like this before?

- No, not specifically, but,

every near-death experience is unique.

Some people...

find their senses are heightened more acute.

Others develop a greater sense of spirituality.

It all depends on each person's connection.

- Connection?

- When someone dies,

when Charlie died,

she experienced a different plane of existence.

On some level,

she still remembers that feeling.

So when she's in the presence of someone

approaching death...

she feels it.

Somehow, she still has a connection...

to that other plane of existence.

- Will it go away?

- My experience tells me it will.

But there's no way of knowing.

- So until then, what do we, what are we supposed to do?

- I'd like to continue talking with Charlie.

Get some more details, run a few tests.

(suspenseful music)

- What do you think?

- He's a quack.

No, let me rephrase that.

He's a dangerous quack.

- Oh Donna, I need your help with this.

- No, I'm sorry. I can't.

I can't be complicit,

while you and that man, fuck around, with Charlie's mommy.

She needs help, Michael. Real help.

This kind of bullshit's not good for anyone.

What if his crap makes it worse?

What if she needs...

to be put in an institution.

- Donna you're being ridiculous?

- Do you actually think you're helping her?

Didn't you see that she's a mess.

- Yes, I can see it.

I'm doing the best I can.

- This is your best.

- What do you want from me, huh?

I don't understand what this fucking is.

But she, she likes him.

She thinks he can help her.

- I think we can do better.

- What, like pump her full of drugs,

so she can't remember anything?

- Michael, if she needs medication,

she should get it.

- I know my daughter, she is not crazy.

You just don't understand.

- I don't understand.

I'm here, Michael.

I have been here.

How dare you.

- Sorry.

Sorry.

- Forget it.

Go make sure she's okay.

- Hi guys.

I'm gonna go to Charlie's. - Okay.

- Bye Mom. - Bye.

Not going to help me at all, okay.

- Hey, girl.

- Hi, gorgeous.

- How are you?

- I'm good. How are you?

(girls laughing)

- I won't even show you that one again.

- Oh my God, please don't. (girls laughing)

- That's so gross. - Interesting.

- No it's gross!

Oh, my God.

- He sounds like a creeper, though.

- No, it's not like that.

- Talking about death all the time is really creepy.

- Not at all.

- So what's happening with the wedding?

Mmm, he's cute.

Mm-hmm.

(Charlie snickers) - I'm obsessed.

Your Dad and Donna are they still getting married?

Charlie? - Hmm?

Oh, uh, I don't know.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

(breathing heavily)

(gasping for air)

(spasms)

Fuck it.

(gasping for air)

(suspenseful music)

Charlie, why,

why didn't you stay?

We're supposed to be together.

Charlie! (Charlie screaming)

(Charlie screaming)

(suspenseful music)

- Charlie!

- Charlie!

- Come on, Emma. Emma? Emma?

Emma, wake up.

Michael!

Emma?

Emma? Oh my God.

Michael.

- I don't know. Emma hold on.

Charlie, what happened? - Get her pulse.

Charlie?

Charlie, look at me.

Charlie, what happened?

(siren blaring)

- She's going to be okay.

- Yeah, I'll tell her. I'll tell her.

Okay, thank you for calling.

- So you think it's been Claire this whole time?

- Yes. Claire's the connection.

Obviously, Charlie's near-death experience

had a huge effect on Claire as well.

- They we're very close.

- So my mother was inside Emma? - Yes.

I think she used them as hosts to communicate with you.

Your mother's closest connection to our world

is someone approaching hers.

Though I wouldn't rule out

her being able to communicate through anyone.

- Good so you have an answer for everything.

- What about the burn?

- There's so much we don't understand about life and death

and how they relate to each other.

- Oh, so that you don't know about?

- The two worlds don't exist on the same plane.

They're not supposed to.

They're completely different energies.

That's why there'll always be friction

when they try to coexist.

That's why the air is always warm

when Claire's near Charlie.

The energies create friction.

I'm sure she had no intention of trying to hurt Charlie.

- Wow! - How would you explain it?

- I would explain it as...

Emma had a seizure related to the accident

that she was just in.

- What about the others?

- It could be in her head, Michael.

- I didn't make this up.

- No, I know, Charlie.

But you were in a very bad accident.

You had severe head injuries.

- I know what I saw.

- What about what Emma said?

Asking Charlie why she didn't stay with her?

- Emma had no idea what Claire said to Charlie

during her near-death experience.

- No one had any idea what Claire said to Charlie

during her near-death experience.

Because it didn't happen.

- Dad? - What about the burn, hmm?

- Charlie could have done that to herself.

- What is wrong with you?

(heavy sigh)

- Just because you don't believe it

doesn't mean it isn't real.

(suspenseful music)

(knocks on door)

- Judy, do you have a minute?

- Donna?

Everything okay?

- No, not really.

- Charlie?

- Yeah.

She had another episode last night.

Judy, she's barely coping.

She needs help.

- Where is she now?

- She's home with Michael.

- Does he know, you're here?

Donna?

- He's too close to see what's happening.

(knocks on door)

- Yes. - Hi.

I'm sorry to bother you.

I wondered if I might have a moment of your time.

- I'm sorry. I'm just not interested.

- I'm not selling anything, it's about your daughter.

- What about her?

(sighs)

- Her ability.

- Ability.

- She's in danger.

Judy, you need to step in.

Michael, has Charlie seeing some parapsychologists,

named Keith Mitchell.

He's going to do serious damage.

- You work at the hospital, right?

I saw you in the emergency room.

- I have a daughter, Taylor,

and she's very sick, we don't know what's wrong,

but she's not getting any better.

- Let's get her into a hospital.

Where she can get some real help.

Where we can figure out

what's really going on inside of her head.

- I don't know what you heard.

- Just bring her by the house

maybe she'll know something.

- Listen, it's not a good idea for Charlie to see-

- I'm begging you.

- Dad. - I'm begging...

(door creaking open)

- I want to see her.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Room's at the top of the stairs.

(suspenseful music)

- Dad.

It's okay.

- I'll be right here.

(knocks on door)

(suspenseful music)

- Are you Charlie?

- Yeah.

- Thank you for coming.

- Sure.

- You're in my house.

- You know, why I'm here.

- You really died?

What was it like?

- Lonely.

- My Daddy's going to be sad when I die.

Doctor's dont know what's wrong with me?

- Sophie.

How do you know...

you're going to die?

- I don't know.

You're still.

- Maybe you won't.

Maybe you'll be oh--

(breathing heavily)

- Charlie!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

- Mom?

- Yes, it's me.

It's okay.

Come with me.

Charlie!

I love you.

- Sophie.

I'm sorry.

I'm so tired.

Thank you for coming.

- You're going on a great adventure.

Dad.

Can we go? - Yeah.

What happened there?

- It really is her.

It's Mom.

- Charlie? - No, I know, I know it sounds crazy,

but it's, it's her.

I know it.

- What did she say?

- Oh, she uh...

she said we should be together. - What does that mean?

- I don't know.

I mean, I don't understand what's happening.

And why, why is she doing this?

- You have to stop Charlie.

You have to stop listening to these voices.

- I'm scared.

- It's okay, you don't need to be scared, okay?

I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere.

- But I miss her so much.

And I think about her all the time.

- I know you do.

I know.

Charlie, there are some things you need to know

about your Mum.

She was uh...

- She was what?

Dad?

Charlie your mother didn't die the way you think she did.

- No. I know how she died.

- I know you were in the car with her, but...

Charlie, it wasn't an accident.

Your Mum suffered from severe depression.

And she had terrible hallucinations about...

you being taken away from her.

- No, no, that's not true,

- Charlie, she was heavily medicated

the last few years of her life.

- Dad. Stop!

- She was in and out of institutions.

- No, No, she wasn't.

She was at home. She was with us.

- Do you not remember, she was away all the time?

- I know she went on business trips sometimes, but.

Oh.

- So sorry.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Because you were so young.

I didn't know how.

And then I didn't want to.

I didn't think it mattered.

- Didn't matter.

- Charlie, she was gone.

And she loved you so much.

I didn't...

I wanted you to remember the good things.

- You should have told me.

- I'm sorry.

- I don't want to go home.

(pensive music)

(engine starting)

(Charlie crying and mumbling)

- Charlie.

- Charlie. Charlie.

- Hey, what's going on?

- It's Emma.

She's gone.

She just...

her heart stopped, for a little bit.

- Chloe, it's okay, it's okay.

(pensive music)

- Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

- Okay. Don't panic, don't panic.

It's a funeral.

Dead people.

(suspenseful music)

- Charlie!

What are you waiting for?

- Charlie?

- It's time, you must come down.

- Charlie, we're suppose to be together!

Don't you want me?

I want to be with you.

Come with me!

(suspenseful music)

- You sure about this?

- It's just a mild sedative to keep her comfortable.

We'll keep an eye on her overnight.

You guys should go home and get some rest.

- No, I'll stay.

Thanks.

- Should I get a cup of coffee.

- Yeah, sure.

- Hey, Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie?

- Mmh!

- You okay?

What are you doing back here?

- I think I'm crazy?

- What did you do?

- I don't know.

- Don't worry.

I'll protect you.

- Hi, Joe.

- Hi. - I heard Charlie was back.

- She's sleeping?

- So I see.

They've sedated her.

It's late.

You should go back to your room.

- I can't. - Why not?

- I told Charlie I'll protect her.

- Well...

then I guess you'll have to help me get her out of here.

We're going to bust her out?

- Yes!

- Okay. I'll go grab her a wheelchair then?

- No, no.

She's too weak to sit up.

We don't want anyone to see us, I'll carry her.

Check the hall! Make sure it's clear.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Uh, you forgot her seatbelt.

- It's okay, I'm a good driver.

- If she's not wearing hers, I'm not wearing mine.

- Okay. You're the boss.

(ignition starting)

(tires screeching)

(suspenseful music)

- Keith?

- We're close now, Charlie.

- You must be well.

This is the best day of my life.

- Where, where are we going?

- Home.

- No. No. No.

- He said it was okay.

- No, get it on. - He said it was okay.

- No, just put it on.

- Doesn't matter!

- Try!

(suspenseful music)

- Charlie?

- Oh! Help me! Come on!

- Where you think you're going?

She's not going to stop.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Shouldn't we wait for Keith?

- No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, come on.

(both panting heavily)

Hey, come on.

(both panting heavily)

Joe, seriously. come on. please keep going.

- No.

I'm tired.

- Come on. Joe, please.

We have to keep going.

Come on, come on, buddy.

Not this, okay?

Stand up, ready?

(suspenseful music)

Joe, I need you to stay awake for me.

- Why?

(panting heavily)

- Dad!

Dad, Dad...

- Hey, why aren't you in your room?

Hey, take it easy, take it easy, it's okay.

- Dad. (panting heavily)

- Take it easy, take it easy.

(loud thud)

- Why won't you die?

- Oh. (groaning)

Why are you doing this?

- Because I love you.

Yeah.

- Dad get away from him.

- Charlie run. - Stay out of this.

- Dad? - Run, get out of here.

Charlie, go! - You bastard.

- Get off!

(animal noises)

No!

(animal noises)

- Charlie?

- No! (animal noises)

Donna? Go find Charlie.

- Hey, bitch, stay away from my daughter.

- What the fuck?

- Hey! Come on!

(suspenseful music)

- Donna, go!

(animal growling)

Leave her alone! (animal growling)

(Charlie panting heavily)

(animal growling)

- I want my daughter

(Michael groaning)

(suspenseful music)

- Come on. I need your help.

(Michael panting heavily)

- No, no, no. Get away.

- Charlie. Charlie wait.

Charlie! Charlie!

(suspenseful music)

Charlie!

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

Run Charlie run!

(suspenseful music)

- Hello!

- Mom?

- You Mommy's not here.

- But you can stay with me if you're scared?

Oh, do you have to go?

- What's all the commotion in here?

Come on, little miss, it's time for you to get back to bed.

Can I help you?

- Can you give me a hand here?

- Yeah.

- You know I never stop.

(door shutting)

(loud scream)

- Oh! Oh!

(groaning)

Is it love? I know a way--

- Aah! Noo!!

(crying) - Mommy.

Please.

Please!

(Charlie gasping)

Who is with you?

- You were going to take me too.

(Charlie gasping)

You're not my mother!

- My mother's gone forever!

(Charlie gasping)

- What was that sweetie?

(gasping) - I. Need. You.

(Charlie choking)

- Charlie!

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Hello?

(suspenseful music)

Hello?

Is there anyone here?

- We need a paddle. Go, go, go!

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(fire raging)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(Charlie panting heavily)

(suspenseful music)

(tires screeching)

- Oh! Oh, my God.

- Holy shit!

Are you okay?

Are you guys okay?

- What the fuck, Mom?

- I'm sorry. I didn't see it.

- It's 5:00 somewhere.

- What?

- Nothing. Let's just get to the wedding.

It's not funny.

(soft music)

(cheering)

- Yeah!

(soft music)

- Come here you. (laughs)

(melodious music)

High five!

(background chatter)

- I love you sweetie.

- I love you too.

Look at you.

- Not bad. (both laughing)

- Charlie!

Charlie!

- Hey. Can we get um, a group picture

on the stairs there maybe?

(suspenseful music)

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

(tires screeching) (loud thud)

(suspenseful music)