All language subtitles for Ashes.2018.1080p.WEB-DL.H264.AC3-EVO

Uh, let's see.

Well, a little about us.

Okay, well, uh, my dad
died about a year ago.

And my husband Duane and our
youngest daughter Melanie

moved in with my
mom to help her out.

I don't need any help.

I can take care of myself.
- Mom, the doctor said you do.

Doctors, what do they know?

Nothing.
- What do they know?

Oh, you can't even drive.
- Oh!

You never should have
taken away my car keys.

What, Mom, you are
a danger on the road.

I am stuck here

like a parakeet in a cage.
- She's a danger on the road.

A parakeet?
- Just stop talking.

Just, just stop.

I can't
hear you, Aunt Marion.

Can you speak up?

Yeah, I'm sorry to hear
you're not feeling very well.

- Ah.
- Uh-huh.

Ah, 60 days sober, baby.

Uh, uh.
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, cake?

That's how you
doin' me right now?

Yeah, baby.

Oh, shit.

I love you, girl.

I'm so proud of you, Duane.

- Oh, what.
- Ellyn?

Is that, is that...
- Yeah, yeah.

I'm still here, Aunt Marion.

Ellyn, are
you still even listening?

Yeah.

Ma, Ma.

Aunt Marion is on the phone.

- What does she want?
- I don't know.

Here, talk to her.

Talk.

Hello, Marion.

How are you, sweetheart?
- Miserable.

I miss my brother.
- Yes.

- My husband is dead.
- Yes, I know.

How do
you think I am?

- I miss him, too.
- You don't even give a damn.

Aunt Marion is my
dad's older sister.

She was always a little weird.

She still calls once
in a while to say hi.

She was the black
sheep of the family.

We're never really
that close to her.

Yeah.

She never drove.

Moved to Ohio,
didn't have any kids.

- Couldn't have kids.
- Yeah.

She was a public
school teacher, yeah.

Substitute teacher.

I can't imagine her
teaching anything.

Uncle Don lived in Ohio,

so she went to school there.
- Uncle Don died

like 20 years ago.

My husband is dead.

He was cremated.

They sprinkled his ashes
on his mother's grave, hmm.

Yeah, we never really had a
service for him or anything.

We actually never went to Ohio.

Not that I wanted to go to Ohio.

Oh, me and your dad,
we went there once.

We stayed in the guestroom.

It was so depressing.

Hello.

Yup, this is Ellyn.

Ma, Aunt Marion died.

Aw.

Who's on the phone?
- Her friend Gail.

Why is she calling you?

I'm getting Aunt
Marion's ashes sent to me.

You're
her next to kin.

That's what they do.
- I know.

Doesn't matter
if you want 'em or not.

- I don't want 'em, though.
- You got to take them.

- I don't want her ashes.
- You're her blood.

We used to laugh
at Aunt Marion.

I'm not saying it was right,
but she made it hard not to.

For example, when I
was in the 10th grade,

I had a hernia operation.

I called her in and asked her
to turn the TV to Channel Two.

She walked in and
turned the channel,

and then she walked out.

I called her back in and said,

Aunt Marion, can you
turn the TV on?

It was off.

I mean, she would
just change the channel.

- It's so funny.
- And who does that?

Remember when she
used to pat us on the head

like a dog?
- Ugh, I hated that.

It drove me crazy.

Maybe I drove her a
little crazy, too.

Hello?

Hello?

That was Gate Night.

Oh, how Aunt Marion
hated Gate Night.

Around here, Gate Night is
the night before Halloween

when evil tricks
are to be played.

Mm-hmm, she used to
say that Gate Night

was gonna to be
the death of her.

I don't really
remember her that much.

I was a kid when she
stopped visiting.

I don't remember her at all.

But, you know, I
think it's really mean

that you guys used
to laugh at her.

- No, she didn't even care
- She didn't know.

- if we were doing it.
- We were kids.

We didn't know any better.

Yeah, maybe never said it.

No, it's not like
she didn't scare us.

Aunt Marion?

- Huh?
- She's doing it again.

Oh, so?

She's in
my room, please.

See, I told you.

Aunt Marion?

It was hurting me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I can't believe she died on
that weird night that she said

would be the death of her.

Gate Night, and
it's totally weird.

Yeah.

I've never seen
anybody's ashes before.

Oh, yeah, me neither.

Let's look at this.

Ugh, oh.
- Oh, god.

Looks like cement or rocks
or you know that candy?

- Really, candy?
- Yeah.

More than ashes.

They're creeping me out.

Where are you gonna keep her?

Pfft, I don't know.

I don't wanna see it.

Mom, she's not an it.

She's your aunt.

Fine, fine, I will find
a place for her somewhere.

Where?

Ma!

You cannot keep her
in the linen closet.

Why not?

She's
near our sheets.

So?

Can you please
find somewhere else?

Fine, just leave it
on the dresser for now.

She's not an it.

Oh, my god.

What is wrong with you?

Damn it.

Hey, baby, have you seen my,

what are you doing with that?

We're getting married.

What do you think?

I'm looking for a
place to put it.

Oh, well, put it
wherever you want.

Just keep it off my man cave.

This is my man cave, you know.

I work in here.

I work out in here.

I give me some me time,
you know what I mean?

And, personally, I have no
problem with Aunt Marion.

I mean, she was a little wack.

And I know she's Bob's sister,
and Bob's my father-in-law,

and I love him,

but I can't work out with
her like right there.

You
won't even see her.

But, babe, I told you
this is my man cave.

Baby, it's our garage.

But it's all I got.

It's all I got.

Babe, you're still
thinking about it?

Ashes don't belong
in the closet.

You were right to say something.

I know.

I know that, I know.

But it's just,

I don't know why it's
bothering me so much.

'Cause you thought
you were okay

with your Aunt Marion being
here, and maybe you're not.

That's okay.

You wanna know what's scary?

What's scary?

Oh, you know me.

Of course, I know you, babe.

So where did your mom
end up putting them?

Ellyn!

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

I don't know what you.

I don't know what you just, oh.

Oh, why, Daddy?

Why?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Babe,
what are you doing?

What, she's not
gonna believe me

if I tell her she was
talking in her sleep.

I don't know.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Hey, hey, hey.

Wake up!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, my god.

You okay?

I was dreaming about my dad.

You woke me before he told me.

Well, I thought
you were gonna die

by the way you're breathing.

What are you talking about?

Ah, Daddy, ah, ah, ah, ah!

You were like that.

But, god, I was scared.

Well, what are
you dreaming about?

He had a message for me.

I have dreams.

I believe with all my heart
that they're messages.

Loved ones from the other side
trying to tell me something.

I saw my grandfather
a few times.

He wanted to let me know
he was watching over me

and that I would be okay.

I had cancer and I'm
okay.

Yeah, it was a
rough period when...

Yeah, and then I saw
my Nanny once, yeah.

That's my grandma.

We called her Nanny.

She told me to look out for
her little girl, my mom,

and I do my best.

The dream.

Oh, yeah, the dream, sorry.

My dad said to get rid of the
ashes, and I don't know why

because someone woke me
before he told me why.

- I saved her life, basically.
- Whatever.

My dreams are the truth.

We need to get rid of her.

How?

Can we just throw her out?

No!

That's the weirdest
thing you've ever said.

I say we just
call the cemetery

and ask them, can we bury
her ashes with your dad.

I mean, I had a friend of mine
who buried his mom's ashes

with her dad just
to save some money.

No, no, no, no, no.

Your father would not like that.

No, no, no.

You don't know
what Dad would do.

- I know, of course I know.
- No, you don't know.

It says here that you can
turn her into a diamond.

Oh, wow, a diamond,
that's something.

It costs three grand.

- Ugh.
- Yeah, no,

and I wouldn't wear a dead body.

Shit, and we ain't got
three grand for that.

Okay, guys, none
of this matters

because that's not what
Aunt Marion wanted.

Honey, we don't
know what she wanted.

Mom, she was cremated
and you're her next of kin.

She knew she was
gonna end up with you.

That's what she wanted.

Yeah, but I had a dream.

I had a dream.

Okay, Ma, sure you did.

What, you're the only
one who can have dreams?

- Yeah, no, I'm sorry.
- I had a dream.

Mom, sorry, please tell
me what your dream is about.

I dreamed about
Marion and she was mad.

Mad about what?

I don't
know she didn't say.

Then how do you
know she was mad?

Because she looked mad.

I know mad when I see it.
- Oh, Grandma.

Grandma, you're projecting.
- No.

No, you think she's mad so
you had a dream that she's mad.

Dream or no dream, I don't
want her ashes in the house.

Yeah, no, and I don't, either.

So maybe we can find a
place that will hold them

and take care of them.

That place is here
because she's still family.

You guys know that, right?

That costs money.

What costs money?

Those places where you
store them, they cost money.

Shit, we ain't doing that.

Why don't we just bury
them in the backyard?

- No.
- No, Camille.

Yuck.

My father said
to get rid of them.

Mom, it was only a dream.

Only a dream.

You know, listen,
haven't any of you

had anything happen to you
that you couldn't explain

but you knew it meant something?

Oh, yeah.

After Grandpa died,
I was pretty upset

about Nanny having to
be alone without him.

But I'll never forget it.

After Nanny died, I woke up
in the middle of the night

and I saw him standing there.

Oh.

In my bedroom, smiling
at me, holding hands.

I mean, it lasted for a
moment and then it faded away.

Okay, see, so
then you believe.

No, Ellyn.

I was half awake.

I saw exactly what
I wanted to see.

- Oh, my god.
- What kind of stupid story.

Guys.

Look, if they
bother you that much,

I could take her
back to L.A. with me

and dump her ashes in the ocean.

Uncle Jay, that's not right.

No, no, no, yeah, Aunt
Marion loved the ocean.

Well, I love
the foot spa, Mom,

but I don't want you to
dump my ashes in there.

What about the attic?

- That's a great idea.
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.
- It's still in the house.

Hall monitor?

I mean, it's not very respectful
but it's in the house.

So I suppose it's okay.

Yeah, I don't know.

Babe, you'll forget she's
even there in no time.

- Yeah.
- But that's the point.

She's still here and that goes
against what my father said.

Ellyn, Dad didn't
say anything.

He's dead.

Ma, I think we should at
least try keeping her here.

Yeah, she's got
to go somewhere,

and you've gone
through every closet.

- True.
- Oh, yeah.

Look, just trust
us on this one.

Give it a week.

If anything bad happens,
you get rid of her then.

So all in favor of the attic?

Yeah.

You're gonna regret this.

Done.

Be careful putting
her up there.

Wait.

Wait, what?

Come on, babe.

She's your aunt.

You raised your hand.

Hey, you're the man
of the house, right?

Eh.

Is there a place
to put it up there?

Yeah.

I got it right here.

I'm done.
- Yeah, okay.

Baby, maybe tomorrow when
everyone's out of the house,

you can go bury them somewhere.

No, everyone's gonna think
they're still up in the attic.

It's not like they're
gonna wanna see them.

Baby, it's a good,
baby, come on.

Shit.

It's alive, it's alive.

It's alive.

Duane.

Duane, Duane!

What, what?

Baby, I heard
something in the attic.

Marion?

Marion.

Oh.

Grandma?

Oh, my god, Mom, hurry!

- What happened?
- Grandma is having a stroke

or something.
- Oh, my god.

Oh, my god, go get help.

Momma.

Mom, I'm here.

I'm here, Momma, I'm here.

It's okay, it's okay.

My mom had a stroke after a
nightmare about Aunt Marion.

Grandma is 86 years old and
she has a lot of health issues

that I'm pressing for...
- You don't think

the timing is just a
little too coincidental?

Well, no, because, you know,

things can happen when
you least expect them.

And you can't go around placing
meaning on everything, Mom.

Her box of ashes fell
off the shelf in the attic.

Explain that.

Maybe it was rats.

It could be rats, you know.

We don't have no
goddamn rats in, Mel.

There could be rats now,

You do not believe
we have rats.

because rats only
happen until rats, right?

I mean...
- No, we don't have rats, Mel.

Oh, anybody wanna
get out on this?

Mm, yeah, babe.

Thank you.

What's wrong, Camille?

Nothing.

Camille?

I'm moving in with Ty.

- What?
- What?

Tonight.

- What?
- Excuse me?

Mel?

Mel!

Did you know about this?

I'm pregnant.

What the hell?

Eric is unemployed.

- He'll find a job.
- No, no, no.

And you barely get by

working in a strip
club six days a week.

He'll get a job.

I'm not talking about this.
- He will get a job?

- I am a grown woman.
- It costs money.

I have a job, I
have my own apartment.

Can you please just
be happy for me?

Mm-mm, mm-mm.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

Of course I'm happy for you.

Dad?

You're happy for me, too, right?

Yeah, yeah, of course
I am happy for you.

And we'll be here to
help, whatever you need.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Will you pass the sprout?

Thank you.

So you're really doing this.

Yeah.

Honey, don't you think
you're moving a little to fast?

You married Dad after
knowing him for a month.

It's about Aunt
Marion, isn't it?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I mean, I've been
trying really hard

not to freak out about Aunt
Marion because she's family.

You always just tell
us family came first.

But if I'm being honest,
Grandma's stroke scared me.

Yeah, I know.

See, I know you.

I mean, I still don't know

if Aunt Marion has anything
to do with this or not,

but it just got
me thinking, like,

it's time I move out on my own.

Like, I can do this.

I can live out on my own.

You're right.

You're right, I
know you're right.

It's just really hard
letting you kids go.

Your
sister's pregnant.

I know.

Why am I the last to know?

Well, I was at her place.

She was throwing up,
so I figured it out.

This is mine.

It was.

So you're gonna come visit?

Mom, I'm gonna be
five minutes away.

Stop worrying.

Come here.

I can't help but worry.

You wanna take your
Aunt Marion with you?

- Not funny.
- Okay, little funny.

I'll help you here.

- No, I'm good.
- Okay.

I wanna be happy for Melanie,

but I can't let go of my dream.

Something about Melanie
moving out doesn't feel right,

and I know it's
because of the ashes.

Ma, you have any tomatoes?

I've been craving
them like crazy.

Ma.

Mom, you've been sitting
in front of Aunt Marion

for over an hour.

I didn't realize
it was that long.

You really wanna get
rid of her, don't you?

Yes, yes.

Oh, god.

Am I being crazy about this?

Look, some weird
stuff has happened

since the ashes arrived
but that does not mean

that those things
wouldn't have happened

if they weren't here.

Your sister would
still be living here.

Mel is 23 years old.

It's time she moved out.

It's a good thing she has a
boyfriend even if it's Ty.

Hey, babe.

Come over here.

Come watch this with me.

I don't really like
those kind of movies.

They give me nightmares.

You gotta be kidding me.

It's so fake and it's mad old.

Well, it doesn't matter.

It freaks me out and I
can't unsee those things.

Whatever, okay?

You posted about my guns?

Oh, yeah.

Um, all I said was, new
home, #boyfriendwithguns.

And that's posting my
business to all your friends,

you know that.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't know it was a secret.

You didn't
know it was a secret.

I'm sorry you didn't
know it was a secret.

You want me posting about you?
- Why, well, I'm sorry.

You want me posting
naked pictures of you

in the fucking shower and shit?

I said I'm sorry.

Why the fuck do you get off
posting about my business?

I didn't know
it was a big deal.

It's nobody's
fucking business.

That's the big deal.

Okay.

You have licenses
for them, right?

Ty.

Listen, don't worry
about my fucking business,

bitch, okay?

Hey,
don't call me that.

Get off me.

Ah.

You fucking, get off me.

Are you afraid of this?

You afraid of me?

You really think that
I would shoot you?

Ty, Ty please put it away.

I'll take down the post.

Please stop.

I'm gonna take down
the post, please.

Fuck!

Hey, if you don't like it, you
can get the fuck out of here.

You can live with
those fucked up ashes.

You hear me?

You okay, Ma?

What's wrong?

I'm worried about your sister.

- Babe, she'll be fine.
- I know, honey.

She's only been
gone for like one day.

Listen, I know
you think I'm crazy

with all this Aunt Marion stuff.

- Come on, babe.
- But you know what?

I have a bad feeling about this.

Babe, you gotta stop.

No.

You're gonna start
manifesting shit.

Right.

What, what is it?

It's Mel.

Where's my daughter?

Where's my daughter,
motherfucker?

- Dad.
- Where is she?

Dad he has guns.

He held one in my head.

You're not the only one
with guns, motherfucker.

The only difference is I
will use one, you got me?

I got you.

It's okay.

You okay?

Where are the guns?

In
the bottom drawer.

For fuck's sake.

Put this in your bag.

Apologize.

Apologize to my daughter.

I'm sorry, babe.

Oh, fuck.

Don't call my daughter
babe, motherfucker.

Fuck you.

Fuck.

So I called the cops.

I gave them the guns.

They went to Ty's
apartment but he was gone.

Well, he better not ever
show his face around here

ever again, ever.

I mean, I never
saw him like that.

It was like I didn't
even know him.

Mom, blames Aunt
Marion, of course.

Well, whatever it was, I
ain't playing no more games.

Anybody wanna take my
daughter out, come near her,

they gotta get the
interview process, man.

I'm background checking the fuck

out any one of you
loose-lip motherfuckers

coming close to my daughter.

This here is shut down,
chastity belt, locked up tight.

Oh, god.

So?

I want them out of the house.

Look, I know that Ty
ended up being an asshole,

but it feels wrong

to be blaming Aunt
Marion for what happened.

- Are you serious?
- What?

You don't feel any connection?

Nothing?

All of a sudden Mr.
Perfect is Mr. Creepozoid?

Maybe a little, but if you
believe in black magic at all,

then maybe we should keep her.

Getting rid of her is gonna
make her mad or something.

Mad?

We've been keeping her this
long and look what's happening.

Yeah.

Now, I can take her to
the cemetery tomorrow

and see how much it costs to
bury her with your grandfather.

But what about Grandma?

She said Grandpa
wouldn't like that.

Well, when she gets
home from the hospital,

we'll just tell her Aunt
Marion is up in the attic

and that will be that.

- Ma, come on.
- What?

Listen, your grandfather
loved his sister, okay?

Crazy as she was.

And he told me to
get rid of the ashes.

So I know he'd be okay
with this, I know it.

Well, what if it costs
three grand or five grand?

Honey, I don't know.

What's the matter, Camille?
- Camille?

I lost the baby.

My first was a miscarriage.

Mom, I know you're
trying to help,

but can I just be sad
- You might not be here

- for just a little while?
- if this one had lived.

- Is that much too ask?
- You don't know.

I mean, let's leave these
things in God's hands.

I cried for days.

And then the next time I was
pregnant, I was so scared.

Every day, I was wondering if
you were okay inside of me.

Of course, back then,
we know it's medical.

- Mom.
- What?

Can you please just not
blame Aunt Marion's ashes

for this?
- She couldn't have children.

- Not for this.
- She couldn't have children.

That's what I'm saying.
- That doesn't mean anything.

I just really
wanted to be a mom.

Honey, honey, you will be.

You will be, you'll see.

You're gonna be a great mom.

You're gonna be a great mom.

I'm getting rid of her tomorrow.

Are you sure you girls don't
want come to the cemetery?

- So sure.
- Not happening.

Hey, but what if they don't
take the ashes from you today?

Oh, your uncle
wired the money.

They'll do it.

I have a feeling
I will be the one

burying these damn ashes.

Honey, you know I haven't
seen my dad's grave yet.

And you're not
gonna start today.

I know, you said
it like 100 times.

Let's go.

Aunt Marion, we hope
this makes you happy.

Great, all right, let's go.

Oh, shit.

- I didn't do that.
- Why would you do that?

Holy shit.
- Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, oh, shit.

No.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

This is bad.
- Oh, shit.

- We're sorry.
- Camille, oh, my god.

- We're sorry.
- I can't open my eyes.

This is so bad.

- Mom?
- Babe?

Oh, my
god, is she okay?

- Mom?
- Babe.

Hey.

Mom, are you okay?

Oh, shit.

Oh, god.

- Oh, oh, oh, oh.
- Oh, no.

Oh, what the fuck?

Oh, my, oh!
- Oh, my god, Mom, no.

Oh, my god, that's disgusting.

Oh, my god.

Ah!

You okay?

Hi.

Holy hell.

I know.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

- Oh, my god, Mom.
- She slipped in the salon.

In 15 years, I've never
slipped in that salon before.

Mom, it was a wet spot.

Babe, in 15 years,
I'm telling you.

Come on, just cut it out.

I'm just saying.

Did she at
least go to the hospital?

Oh, come on.
- Oh, yeah.

Help me, please.

I went to urgent care.

They took x-rays.

They said that's
all they could do.

Yeah, I made a doctor's
appointment for Monday, so.

15 years, not one slip.

Oh, god.

It was a wet spot, okay?

A wet spot.

When I was lying
there on the ground,

all I could think
of was Aunt Marion,

and I kept asking myself,

did I deserve this?

You know?

Did I deserve this?

Hey, Mom.

I wanted to show you this.

Mom.

Mom, are you okay?

Dad.

Dad, Dad, come here.
- What?

Oh, shit.

See?

Should we wake her?

Okay, look, um, being careful
not to wake the sleepwalker,

gently turn him or her in
the direction of their bed

and walk near the person until
he or she gets back into bed.

If returning a sleepwalker
safely back to bed doesn't work,

use a loud noise to
wake up the person.

- Marion.
- Oh, shit.

Dad, make a loud noise.

Marion.

Do it.

Babe?

Ma, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Go to bed.

Okay.

I think she's good.

Yeah, she's good.

Go to bed.

I don't remember anything.

Baby, my hair.

I can't believe I did this.

I don't know.

I kinda like it.

I kinda like it.

Dick.

That's our cutting board.

It's a
spirit board now.

What
are doing with it?

I'm gonna talk to
your Aunt Marion,

find out what she wants.

And you think
that's gonna work?

It's worth the shot.

You wanna do it with me?

No.

Mom, I'd be afraid
to mess with that.

Why?

We'll either hear from
Aunt Marion or we won't.

Mm, maybe we should hire
a professional medium.

To charge me an arm and a leg?

No, thank you.

I can do it myself.

Besides, your dad, he doesn't
like strangers in the house

knowing our business.

Do you even know
how to use it?

What's to know?

You put your hands on
the planchette, you talk.

I've seen it in the movies.

First off, this
is an egg slicer.

Hey, guys.

Hey, babe.
- Hey, babe, hey.

What's that for?

What do you think?

I'm looking at
directions online.

Oh, good.

Every
time I come home,

there's something new with this.

Never insult a spirit.

Ha-ha, you're screwed.

Never play alone.

- What else does it say?
- A lot.

It says never use the board
if you are sick, drunk,

depressed, or mentally disabled.

- Eh.
- Not a word.

Do not force anyone
to use the spirit board

against their will.

So just to be clear,

do not ask me to do
this with you, huh?

Okay.

Never trust the spirit.

Evil spirits will use
lies and false flattery

to gain your confidence
and trick you.

So how do I know if Aunt
Marion is telling the truth?

How do you even know
it's Aunt Marion at all?

I'll find out.

Okay, go ahead.

Don't ask about God or
when you're gonna die.

If you encounter a spirit
called Zozo, stop playing.

Who's a Zozo.

I don't know but if we
encounter him, we'll stop.

Okay, never let the planchette
fall or fly off the board.

It could allow an
evil spirit to escape.

Hold on, if this things flies
up the board, we're moving.

Moving.
- Dad, Dad.

When you're finished,
always say goodbye.

I mean, that's pretty much it.

The rest is about
getting rid of the board.

Save that part.

We'll need that later.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

So?

- Let's do this.
- Let's do it.

Okay.

Aunt Marion.

Now what?

Ask a question, Mom.

Aunt Marion, are you here?

Aunt Marion, please answer me.

Are you here?

Oh.

Did one of you just move that?

- No.
- No, I swear.

Ha-ha?

She's laughing.

You don't even
know it's her yet.

Aunt Marion, this is Melanie.

Is this you?

One of you had to move that.

- I swear to god.
- Dad, it moved.

Aunt Marion, this is Duane.

Are you mad at us?

Okay, so, she's not mad.

Aunt Marion, are
you mad at my mom?

See, I was right.

I told you guys.

God, ugh.

Aunt Marion, is there
anything I can do

to make you feel better?

Anything.

Oh, shit.

Babe.

Oh, my god, Mom.

- Get your hands off.
- I can't, I can't.

- Stop, Mom.
- Get your hands off.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god!

Help me!

Mom, stop, stop!

Stop pulling your nails, fuck!

Mom, no, Mom, no!

Mom, no, stop!

Oh, my god.

My nails.

Jesus, my nails.

Look at my.

Oh, my god, Duane,
did I do that to you?

No, no, no, it
was Aunt Marion.

Marion or not Marion, we
are done with this board.

- Yeah.
- No, we have to say goodbye.

- No, fuck that, no!
- What?

Are you crazy?
- No, we're not doing that.

We have to.

Don't do this.
- Duane.

Duane, please.

Okay, okay.

Goodbye, spirit.

Goodbye and good
riddance whoever you are.

Goodbye, Aunt Marion.

Okay, do not burn the board.

There have been cases where
people burned the board

and it released an evil spirit.

Oh, god, my nails.

They're nails, babe.

They'll grow back.

To properly dispose
of a spirit board,

you need to pour holy water
on it and then bury it.

I will.

I'll go to the church tomorrow
and I'll pick some up.

Baby, you haven't
been to church in years.

I never really
had a reason to go.

- Wait.
- God, Duane, I'm so sorry.

Oh, my god.

Where is the planchette?

It's in the dining
room on the board, why?

Do not leave the
planchette on the board

when you're not using it.

This could allow evil
spirits to enter the world.

Why is it saying
that right now?

No, no, no, I'm sorry, Ma.

- That's ridiculous.
- Guys.

I can't believe.
- Guys, hey!

It should be the first thing.

- Hey!
- Not the last.

Before anybody panics,
let's just go check.

Shit.

Now, what?

Hang on.

Okay, okay, okay.

It says we can
start a new session

and ask the demon to leave.

Mm-mm, nope, nope, nope, nope.

We are done with
this board tonight.

It was only on the board
for like 20 minutes.

It's an egg slicer, and
that's the internet,

and it could be complete bullshit
what you're reading, okay?

We're done.

Let's just go to bed.

We'll get rid of
it in the morning.

Okay, I'm for that.

Okay.
- Yeah.

Baby, will you
sleep with me tonight?

- Oh, I was planning on it.
- Okay.

Wait.

Why don't you guys sleep
together every night?

Well, we do when we wanna...

- No.
- Yeah.

I'm good.

Aunt Marion, are you here?

Aunt Marion, please,
I wanna talk to you.

Are you here?

Did you make Ty turn on Melanie?

Did you make Camille
have a miscarriage?

My mom and me
falling at the salon?

Was that you?

Are you mad at us because
we laughed at you?

That was stupid and
thoughtless of us.

We didn't mean to hurt you.

Will you forgive us, please?

Thank you, Aunt Marion.

Thank you.

Are you with my father?

If you see him, can you
tell him that I miss him?

You.

Ha, yeah, me, okay.

Yeah, I've got the board, right.

Okay, I'll do it.

Hey, Aunt Marion, will you
still be watching over us here?

Goodbye.

Daddy?

I tried for 20 minutes
to contact my dad.

Didn't get any answer.

I can't believe you used
the spirit board alone.

It's like I
couldn't help myself.

Do not become addicted.

Evil spirits may try to make
you dependent on the board

in order to gain control of you.

Hmm.

We have to get rid of it.

Okay, remember
to bury the board

and the planchette separately.

Okay.

What else?

Sprinkle the ground
above with holy water

and also use some
to cleanse the area

where you used the board.

Oh, my god.

Is this blood?

Okay.

Let's do this.

He buried it.

We did everything
according to ritual.

Aunt Marion forgave us, and
I don't feel afraid anymore.

Oh, and my mom is back.

It's a good day.

It's a really good day.

67 across, danger signal
perhaps, four letters.

Horseshittin'.

I said four letters, Ma.

You didn't say that.

I did.

You weren't listening to me.

I'm thirsty.

Okay, I'm gonna
get you some water.

Omen.

- Hello.
- Whoa.

I'm looking for Ellyn.

Um, I'm Ellyn.

I'm Gail.

Gail was my Aunt
Marion's special friend.

Oh, it's her only friend.

Believe me.

So, we're not sure
what she's doing here,

but we are gonna make
her feel at home.

Nobody knows what
she's doing here.

Yeah.

Make her feel at home, Mom.

No, you make her feel at home.

I'm home.

Your bandages, what happened?

- Oh, um, burn them cooking.
- Nail fungus.

Um, so what brings
you here, Gail?

I have been in
Ohio my whole life.

Now that Marion's gone, I
thought I would travel a little.

So, I took the
train and here I am.

Hmm.

Um, in my aunt's obituary,

it said you were her
very special friend.

Hmm.

After your Uncle Don passed,

Marion went a
little, um, you know.

So I moved in and
took care of her.

So, where are you staying?

Oh, I don't know yet.

I was hoping you
could suggest a hotel.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, you
don't need a hotel.

You can stay, you stay
here with us, right, yeah.

Oh, I couldn't impose.

Um, give us just one minute.

Certainly.

What, what, what, what?

Why did you
say she could stay here?

I can't just
send her to a hotel.

Why not?

That's what she asked for.

So you just show up?

You can't pick up the phone?

She was my special friend.

You mean Aunt
Marion's special friend.

That's what I said.

No, you said your special
friend, and that's creepy.

Special friend makes it
sound like they're lesbians.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- And that's sort of weird.

No, no, no, no.

Hey, none of this matters

'cause you already asked her
and you can't uninvite her.

Why don't we just tell her
all we have is a lumpy couch?

Ah, great idea.

- Oh, baby, you're so smart.
- Do it, do it, do it.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

And this is us on
the bus to Columbus.

Oh.

She used to send us post
cards from Columbus.

She went there a lot.

We both did together.

They had our favorite bookstore.

Oh, which one was that?

It was a black
magic bookstore.

Your Aunt Marion was
fascinated with the afterlife.

Hmm.

Oh, she's wearing a
neck brace in this one.

Yes, I know.

Shortly before she died,

she fell out of a
chair, poor thing.

Oh.

She looks so lifeless.

Well, she should.

She's dead.

Oh, my god.

I know.

I took a picture.

Call me crazy.

Have you ever seen a dead body?

When we found my dad
dead in his favorite chair,

I took a picture.

Yeah, I texted it to Jay,

but he just thought it
was weird and deleted it.

I still have it.

I won't go to his grave,

but I'll keep a
dead picture of him.

Crazy, right?

She looks...
- Mad.

- Yeah.
- Yes, I know.

Marion had a lot of anger

and it only got
worse with the years.

Towards the end,
she was unbearable.

But I loved her

as I'm sure you did, too.

Hmm.

Hello?

Momma.

She laughed at me.

Dad, hurry!

- What the?
- Am I funny now?

Mom!

- What are you doing?
- Mom, no!

- Stop, stop!
- No!

No, stop!

Ellyn!

Help me.

Help me.

Help me!

- What?
- The hell was that?

- Gail.
- Gail?

- Gail.
- Gail.

Gail, Gail, Gail, Gail.
- What is she doing?

What is she doing?

What is she doing?

Mom!

Mom!

Gail, Gail!

Duane, break it down.

Oh, no.

Oh, my, no!

Oh, my god, Gail.

What did she do?

Gail came here with a purpose.

And she killed herself trying
to accomplish something.

But what?

God, I wish I knew.

I wish I knew.

Fuck.

Hey, Mom, you okay?

No!

No, I'm not okay.

I can't fucking see.

I can't open this goddamn pills.

And look at my hair!

Fucking look at my hair.

It's okay, it's okay.

Jesus Christ!

All right.

See?

Back to normal.

At least my hair color is.

Mom, we're gonna
figure this out.

Let me grab a towel,
I'll be right back.

Okay.

What's happening to me?

I know now that
laughing at Aunt Marion

all those years was wrong.

I'm not proud of my behavior,

but, fuck, I thought
she forgave me.

Maybe that wasn't
her, I don't know.

All I can say is Duane,
thank god for Duane.

He's been my rock
through all of this.

Ellyn.

What the fuck?

Ellyn, it's Duane.

Let me go.
- Mom!

What's happening?

Dad?

Mom?

What?

Oh, my god, Duane.
- Get away from me.

Don't touch me.

Okay, no.

Look, man, uh,
I can't stay here.

I gotta go.

Aunt Marion wants me dead.

If I stay, I'ma die, you know?

You understand that?

You see what she did?

Look at this shit.

I gotta go, man.

Don't fucking judge me either.

You don't know what it's like.

I said don't fucking judge me.

I didn't do this shit.

Fuck this, man.

I gotta go, I'm not doing this.

Here you go, Grandma.

Not the best cook, but
I hope you like it.

What can you do to a
grilled cheese sandwich, huh?

You know, figured
it was a safe bet.

Mm.

Are you all moved in?

Uh, yeah.

Well, it's so nice having
you around, sweetheart.

Well, it's only
until Mom feels better.

Hmm.

I figured, uh, Mel could
use a little help around here.

Aw, you're
such a good daughter.

Aw.

You're both good girls.

Thanks, Grandma.

Yeah, we gotta do
something about your mother.

She's crazy.

Well, I think we
have a solution.

We're getting a
paranormal expert.

For the record, I'm
against all of it, okay?

Because there are scam
artists out there,

scam artists, and I
don't trust any of them.

For the record,
our mom is possessed.

So we don't have a choice.

We're getting a
paranormal expert.

What about these guys?

Chip and Ronnie,
they're brothers.

They claim to be the real deal,
I mean, and they're cheap.

Well, they're cute.

One of them is blind.

Oh, my god, he'd
be great for you.

Why are you so mean?

You love me.

Let's watch the video.

Hi, that's my brother, Ronnie.

And that's my brother, Chip.

And we're
the Polter-Guys.

We're paranormal
investigators you can trust.

Are you afraid to go to sleep?

Is someone in your
family possessed.

Call us and we'll give
you a free consultation.

You got nothing left to lose.

Except evil spirits.

Whooo-ooo-ooo.

- Really, these dorks?
- Ma.

I mean, they're
total strangers.

Mom, please.

Dad's gone.

We're scared.
- And look at you.

Yeah, well, can't we just
think of something else?

What?

I don't know.

- Hospital?
- No.

- Mental ward?
- No, no.

I don't want that.

That's not gonna work anyway.

I think we can all agree that
this is about Aunt Marion.

We need to try these guys.

Yeah.

I'm afraid to mess
with the spirits again.

Yeah, well, we are, too.

But we have to do
something for your sake.

Where are the ashes?

The vacuum.

We had a little accident.

That's not good.

Is it just you three?

Well, our Uncle
Jay, but he's in L.A.

And our dad, sort of.

Where is he?

He left.

We haven't heard from him since.

He was a recovered drug addict.

Yeah, we think he relapsed.

His phone is not working.

That royally sucks, I'm sorry.

This is her, your Aunt Marion?

Yes.

Why would she be mad at you?

What makes you
think she's mad?

She's tormenting your family,

and my guess is
you've looked better.

Well, when me and
my brother were young,

we found humor in Aunt Marion.

You know, she was, she
was a bit of a nut job.

Found humor, you mean
you laughed at her.

Yeah, but I apologized.

I contacted her
with a spirit board.

Didn't work, did it?

No.

Why not?

You apologized to get
yourself off the hook,

not because you felt
bad for what you did.

So, big difference.

Can you help us?

We can't promise,
but we think so.

Listen, guys, I don't
wanna sound skeptical here,

but how do I know you're
qualified for this?

Mom.

What, I'm just asking.

Fair enough.

We used to be in
a local rock band.

We were playing
in a club one night,

and on the way home a
drunk driver hit us.

The driver was killed and
we were pretty banged up.

Ronnie went to a coma and
they say I died on the table,

but 47 seconds later, I'm back.

Still in darkness, though.

And I came to in the
middle of the night.

I heard a voice.

It was the driver
saying he was sorry.

I was in the bed
next to Ronnie.

I woke up and I
could see the guy

just covered in blood
from the accident.

- You're blind and you can...
- See the spirits.

Can't hear 'em, though.

Makes for some pretty
fucked up nights.

I can hear 'em.

Never once saw them.

Ironic, but in the spirit
world, Chip is my eyes.

So we decided to
try and use this gift

to try and help people.

Look, we don't have
an agenda here, Ellyn,

except to help you.

And from the looks of
things, you need help.

Why do they have
to hypnotize me?

Because you've had contact
with Aunt Marion, Mom.

For some reason, she wants
to make herself known to you.

I had a stroke.

We know.

That may actually help.

Your brain's been altered.

It might make an easier
portal for the spirit.

But we can't hypnotize
someone who doesn't wanna do it,

so we need you to
be okay with it.

Is that the only way
you can contact her?

We found hypnosis
to be the best way

to summon spirits to us.
- Yeah.

Can
anything bad happen?

There's
some risk for us, too.

Please, Ma.

What do I have to do?

All right, Caroline.

I want you to close your
eyes, clear your mind,

and listen to the
sound of the metronome.

Can you do that
for me, Caroline?

I'll try.

Focus on your breathing,
slow, deep breaths.

Clear your thoughts.

Let yourself relax.

Feel yourself sinking
deeper into your chair.

Can you hear me, Caroline?

Yes.

I want you to see yourself
outside Aunt Marion's house.

Now, as you make your
way to the front door,

I want you to feel more
relaxed with each step.

Make your way to the
front door, Caroline.

Are you there now?

Yes.

The door opens.

Walk through the door.

Once you're through,
ask Marion to join you.

Marion.

She's here.

- What, Mom.
- Grandma.

Ma.

Ma.

Marion is saying
she deserves this.

Did your mom love
your Aunt Marion?

I don't know.

I don't, I don't think so.

Did she laugh at her?

Yes, she laughed a
lot with her sister,

our other aunt,
our favorite aunt.

She's strangling her.

Marion, I want you to
return to the other world.

You don't belong here.

What they did was wrong,
but people make mistakes.

And this is your
brother's family.

She's saying he deserved better.

No!

No, no!

She's gone.

Aunt Marion, no!

Aunt Marion, no!

God, stop.

Mom.

Grandma died.

We found an envelope
marked last wishes,

and she wanted to be
buried with our grandpa.

That's why she didn't want
me to bury Aunt Marion there.

I hope Grandma can help us

now that she's watching over us.

Chip and Ronnie have
been staying with us.

They feel terrible about
what happened, but honestly,

I don't know what
we'd do without them.

So this is all you guys do?

Come to the rescue
of people like us?

There's not a lot
of people like you.

Most of the time
it's people swearing

they're hearing noises.

Usually, it leads to nothing.

So why do you guys do it?

People like you.

So we're the worst.

No, we had one
that was pretty bad.

- What happened?
- Angry spirit.

Possessed the family dog.

Dog attacked and killed
their five-year-old son.

They shot the dog.

Aw.

And the spirit
went into the dad.

Oh, that's terrible.

The dad tried
to kill his wife,

but we were able to
drive out the spirit

in the nick of time.

How?

Seance.

I don't think I could
do what you guys do

even if I had the gift.

Mind if I ask,

did all of you get your
kicks laughing at your aunt?

Oh, no.

I mean, she was weird.

Sometimes we'd be sitting
around the dinner table,

me, my brother, my mom, and
we'd all be crying laughing

at some of the things
Aunt Marion did.

What did your day say?

It was his sister.

You know, he
never said anything.

And until this very moment,

I never really thought how
that must have made him feel.

Oh, god, I am a bad person.

We've all done things
we're not proud of.

Yeah, well, my brother Jay
would handle this way better.

Something like this
isn't easy for anyone.

Goddamn it.

Damn it, ugh.

We just need to find
out what Marion needs

in order to forgive you.

But what, what could
she possibly want from me?

We don't know
what Marion wants from Ellyn.

If we did, we could use
that as a bargaining chip.

Maybe we'll have a
seance, blood seance.

It might be the
last chance we have

to drag Marion's
spirit from this house.

Before she kills Ellyn.

We sedated Ellyn for
everyone's safety.

Got it.

You can put
it on the table, Camille.

Ready for this?

You guys just
nodded, didn't you?

Oh, sorry.

Yeah, all ready.

I think one of you
better do your mom.

You're right there.

Fine.

Mom?

I just need to poke your hand

with the top of
this knife, okay?

Just a little prick.

Good job.

Let's begin.

We are here for
you, Aunt Marion.

We welcome you to our seance.

We are here
for you, Aunt Marion.

We welcome you to our seance.

We are here for
you, Aunt Marion.

We welcome you to our seance.

And we have company.

Laughed at me.

She knew that
you laughed at her.

She knew that you didn't
care if she lived or die.

She says the only one who
cared about her in her family

was her brother.

He never even wanted

a fucking daughter.

You belong here.

Mom.

Oh, my god.

Mom!

Ronnie.

What's happening to them?

Mom, no!

Mom!

Come here.

Go, go, go!

Spirits drag me in this
place by water by water

and fire by fire.

Let this evil be free
through time and space.

Though I walk in the valley
of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil
for though art with me,

thy rod and thy staff,
they comfort me.

We did it.

Chip, are you all right?

I couldn't see anyway, right?

This
is too dangerous.

Chip and
Ronnie aren't coming back.

And our mom has been
sleeping since the seance.

It's a good thing, right?

Maybe it's over?

Yeah.

You know, you don't
have to text me.

I'm in the other room.

I didn't know if you
were sleeping or not.

Who could sleep?

Well, Ronnie just text me.

I mean, they just left the ER.

Chip's gonna be okay.

Still blind but really hungry.

Well, that's
good news at least.

What are we gonna do?

Call another ghost person
or somebody who knows

how to deal with this.
- No.

No, we can't risk it.

We already lost Grandma.

Can we just talk about
this in the morning, please?

Oh, wait, wait.

Would you sleep in
here with me tonight?

Shut up.

Scoot, scoot, scoot.

I need a pillow.

Maybe we should call Uncle Jay.

We should tell
him what happened.

I don't know, Mel.

Uncle Jay is safe where he's at.

If we call him, what if
something bad happens to him?

I guess you're right.

Let's call him now.
- Yeah.

Hey, what's up?

Uncle Jay.

- Oh, my god, okay, listen.
- Okay, we had this seance.

She looks like

straight shit.
- We're really scared.

Has she been sleeping
this whole time?

Yup.

We tried to wake her,

but she just moans and
goes back to sleep.

And the rope?

I just figured we
can't be too sure.

Okay.

Well, we need to get
her to a hospital.

There's somebody in the
psych ward that can help her.

This is so much more than
psychological, Uncle Jay.

Look at her.

I know

I know, but this is
way out of our league,

and at least she'll
be safe there.

And we'll be safe.

Maybe when she wakes up
she'll be back to normal.

Can we please just wait?

Okay.

Until she wakes up.

You guys go get some rest
and I'm gonna keep watch.

- Camille.
- What's wrong?

I'm thirsty.

Girl.

Camille,
I'm thirsty, please.

Camille.
- Okay.

Come on.

She's sleeping.

Just checking.

- Oh, shit.
- Camille.

- Come on, let's go.
- No.

- Yes.
- No, no, no, no.

Come on, let's go.

They laughed at me!

He was dead!

Mom, what have you done?

Run!

No, no, don't!

Melanie!

Stop!

Stop it!

Let's go.

We gotta go now,
we gotta go now.

Uncle Jay, come on.

Let's go.

Okay, okay, I got you.

I got you, I got you, I got you.

Who's laughing now?

I can't
hold it, Camille.

What do we do?
- Come on, come on.

Come on.

Ellyn, it's me.

It's your brother!

Your favorite brother!

Ellyn, don't do this.

Don't let her do this.

Ellyn, stop.

Stop!

Funny.

Dad was the one who actually
wanted to be cremated,

yet we buried him.

Our mom, she couldn't
bear to burn her daddy.

We're gonna bury her
ashes with him later.

We know that's what she'd want.

And then tomorrow?

We go to L.A.

We need a little getaway.

You guys can stay a while.

You could stay as
long as you want.

Like a year?

Like forever?

I miss her so much.

I know.

Me, too.

It's over now and
we're gonna be okay.

Uncle Jay?

Fuck.

Just wait here.
- No.

There's no way, no.

No, no.

Please, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hello?

Uncle Jay?

There's
no one there.

Dad!

Nearly sober.

Again.

We were pretty angry
when he came home at first,

but after losing Mom,
Grandma, and Uncle Jay,

at least we got our dad back.

Yeah.

I hate that I left.

I was wrong.

But I'm here now, okay?

And I'm never gonna leave
you girls ever again.

You're all I got.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Uh, I was just thinking
about something.

♪ In the quiet of the night,
I'm inside your head ♪

♪ Remember how you
laughed at me ♪

♪ How you scared
me up to death ♪

♪ Your empty prayers
to God won't help ♪

♪ So save your breath ♪

♪ Who's laughing now ♪

♪ Who's laughing now ♪

♪ I feel for you, oh ♪

♪ Like a spirit in the night ♪

♪ Your fate will come, oh ♪

♪ Like a fire burning bright ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, no ♪

♪ This time you're gonna pay ♪

♪ For what you've done ♪

♪ I feel for you ♪

♪ There's a lesson here
you need to learn ♪

♪ Treating me like nothing
more than ashes in an urn ♪

♪ I cried 100 times ♪

♪ Now guess who gets a turn ♪

♪ Who's laughing now ♪

♪ Who's laughing now, oh ♪

♪ Like a spirit in the night ♪

♪ Your fate is now, oh ♪

♪ Like a fire burning bright ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, no ♪

♪ This time you're gonna pay ♪

♪ For what you've done ♪

♪ I feel for you, oh ♪

♪ It's too late to apologize ♪

♪ You only wanna
save your soul ♪

♪ So you can save
your sorry lies ♪

♪ You loved to laugh
when I was down ♪

♪ You called me crazy ♪

♪ Who's crazy now ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

♪ Like a spirit in the night ♪

♪ I will come, oh ♪

♪ I'm a fire burning bright ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, no ♪

♪ This time you're gonna pay ♪

♪ For what you've done ♪

♪ I feel for you, oh ♪

♪ Like a spirit in the night ♪

♪ Your fate will come, oh ♪

♪ Like a fire burning bright ♪

♪ Nowhere to run, no ♪

♪ This time you're gonna pay ♪

♪ For what you've done ♪

♪ Who's laughing now ♪

♪ Who's laughing now ♪