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Rah!

- You...

-Hello.
-Hello.

-You look nice.
-Oh thanks. I forgot how tall
you are.

I can't believe it's
been nearly two weeks.

Well, if you cancel on me.

I know. I'm sorry.

I was ill.

You would not have fancied me
last week.

My workmate said I shouldn't
have seen you again after you
canceled last minute.

Well, I'm glad you didn't listen
to them. Can I get you a drink?

Gin and tonic, please.

So, you ready for Christmas?

Nope.

You?

I've done all my shopping. I
need to buy a wreath for my
door.

When's your last day of work?

Friday, You?

Yeah, same.

What are you doing for it?

We go to my auntie's every year
in Keswick.

Hmm.

I went to Penrith as a kid.

Well done.

Most people don't get past
Ambleside or Windermere.

There's a stone circle,
isn't there?

Yeah.

Long Meg and her daughters.

That's right.

Penrith's answer to Stonehenge.

How old were you?

I don't know, nine. I remember
it well.

I like ancient structures.

Would've thought your scientist
mind.

You can't knock Neolithic man's
understanding of the stars.

Or Neolithic woman.

Oh, feminist and handsome.

Handsome...

I showed some of the lads at
work your picture.

They all said that I'm punching.

I'll remind you of that when
you ghost me.

I got ghosted once.

By a guy named Casper.

No, you didn't.

No, I didn't.

What?!

I'd like to see Long Meg again.

My parents were archaeologists.

We were always being dragged
around sites like that.

That's amazing.

Did they meet in a trench over
a muddy trowel?

Pretty much.

I used to really want to be
an archeologist.

Did you?

I used to want to be Indiana
Jones, so...

He was my first ever crush.

Really? Well I've got...

no chance competing against
him, so...

Can't you crack a bullwhip?

No.

It's all right, you'll do...
for now.

My first ever crush was Jennifer
Connelly in Labyrinth.

God, I loved that film.

Yeah, me too.

And she was gorgeous.

I wanted to be her.

I loved her. I still do.

I remember having a sexual
awakening to...

that film before I even
knew what sex was.

You had a sexual awakening
watching Labyrinth?

Mm-mm.

Don't look at me like that.
Loads of women my age did.

-Did they?
-Yeah. I kept it secret for
years

but that's the best thing about
reading trash on the internet

that you realize you're not
alone.

You fancied David Bowie as
the Goblin King?

God, yeah.

-Not Hoggle?
-Hoggle was cute, but no, David
Bowie.

Was it his... crotch.

His tight pants.

Yeah, exactly.

A dick hidden in plain sight in
what's meant to be a kid's film.

His pants. Magic pants.

Magic pants.

That is brilliant.

But it wasn't just that,
Jareth really lusts after Sarah.

Jareth?

The Goblin King,

Jareth was his name.

And do you remember the ballroom
scene when they danced?

Yeah.

He Rohypnols her peach.

Yeah, he does.

That's bad when you think
about it.

But at the time, God, I wanted
to be her.

The way he looks at her,
the way she looks at him,

there's clearly a connection.

Platonic acquaintances do not
look at each other like that.

And then when Jareth says to
Sarah he's been generous up
until now.

But he can be cruel.

You like that?

God yeah, it kind of
made me like him more.

Then he turns into an
owl!

Bowie was so dreamy in
that film.

Do you want another one?

Let's go back go back to mine,
get wine and a takeaway?

Alright.

It's freezing.

I have a message.

You alright?

Yeah.

I know you can hear me.

I just can't feel my face.

Help me.

Please.

This way.

Race ya.

Oh, no way!

You've got a head start.

Why are you celebrating?

Well, cos I win.

No, I win.

That's how it works.

Oh, my God.

Come on let's have a
look behind.

I don't think you're
allowed there.

Says who? Come on, after you.

Jaoel, I need you.

Please, I need a sign that
you're here.

God, what am I doing?

-This house is haunted, I swear.
-Yeah.

I'm just glad someone else is
witnessing it.

I'm sure it isn't anything
malevolent.

Strange things like that
always happen here.

I wouldn't worry about it.

Do you believe in ghosts?

I believe in energies.

What do you believe in?

Don't know.

Science hasn't proven anything
about an afterlife.

Actually, there have been some
scientific approaches.

Means of quantifying.

Like what?

Like instruments for
measuring changes in electric
magnetic energy.

Or seeing things in
ultraviolet light.

That sort of thing.

Neither of which constitutes
a ghost.

Maybe. But what they measure
can be deemed paranormal.

So do you believe in the soul?

Yeah. Do you?

Well, Little Miss
Scientist...

An eminent mathematical
physicist at Oxford University
believes in his God.

Really? Which one?

Well, I don't know. I'll have
to Google him, but...

basically he said that the

soul exists as quantum
information in the brain.

and that after death it
doesn't die. It goes back to the
universe.

You're cute when you try
and be scientific. Little Mr.
Art degree.

Oh wow, patronising and
emasculating.

Shut up and kiss me.

Pizza's here.

- I'm paying.
- No, no, no. I'm hosting
tonight.

- Absolutely not.
- No.

No.

Hiya. Lemme just get
your pizza.

There you go.

Cheers.

Cheers mate. No, no,
keep the change.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

Thanks, bye.

Yes, I'm starving.

Will you stay the night?

Yes please.

Good.

Come on, let's eat that pizza.

Favourite Christmas
film?

Die Hard.

Die Hard?

Mm-hm.

Is that even a Christmas film?

It's the most Christmassy
Christmas film.

Bruce Willis' wife's even
called Holly.

Okay.

Die Hard 2, is that a
Christmas film?

Yeah, although not so much as
Die Hard one.

What about you?

-It's A Wonderful Life.
-Classic.

Although I only saw it for
the first time recently.

I know.

It's a bit dark, though,
isn't it?

Yeah, but the ending's
uplifting.

Best ending ever.

Every time a bell rings,

an angel gets its wings.

Cute.

Favourite Christmas memory?

This one.

Doesn't count.

Okay.

I remember years ago.

It was Christmas Eve.

I was at my auntie's in Keswick.

I was only young.

And I got out of bed in
the middle of the night and

a massive electrical storm.

When you looked out the window
you could see the snow.

On the fell
tops and each time there was a
flash of lightning the snow

would illuminate bright
white and it just felt all cozy
and Christmassy.

Ah. It's beautiful.

I bet Keswick is pretty at
Christmas time?

Yeah, they make an effort.

Must be lovely to have family
there surrounded by lakes and
mountains.

It is.

My parents are on their way

to Australia to spend Christmas
with my brother.

He's just become a dad.

Nice, but why aren't you
going with them?

I can't get the time off work.

What are you going to do on
Christmas Day then?

I'm going to have dinner
around my mate's house with

him and his boyfriend.

I was just about...

to invite you to the Lakes.

No, you weren't.

I was?

Do you wanna come?

I think it's too soon to
meet the in-laws...

but thanks.

Well, the offer's there if
you change your mind.

When are you back?

Not sure yet.

Probably New Year's.

Go on then, what's your
favorite Christmas memory?

There's this 800-year-old
Bavarian Christmas song called

"Gabriel's Message". Do you know
it?

Hmm, no.

My mum had it on LP.

She used to play it every
Christmas Eve.

We'd dance around the living
room to it in the dark...

illuminated only by the fairy
lights on the tree.

Nice.

Come on.

Let's go to bed.

Okay.

-Google him then.
-Who?

The eminent mathematician and
physicist from Oxford.

-The soul guy?
-Yeah

Well that would mean
moving myself.

Okay

"So, scientists find that the
soul doesn't die.

It goes back to the universe.

Since 1996, American physicists
and emeritus in the Department

of Anes-- Anesthesiology and
Psychology,

Dr Stuart Hameroff,

and Oxford University
mathematical physicist,

Roger Penrose."

Oh, Stephen Hawkins, mate?

Yeah have you heard of him?

Yeah, of course. A legend.
Please, carry on.

Well, him and that other bloke
"worked on a quantum theory of
consciousness

from which they conclude that
the soul is sustained in
micro--"

Yeah, near enough.

...of the brain cells.

The human brain is a biological
quantum computer

within which consciousness
runs as a program.

This program continues to exist
even after death--"

Blah, blah, blah.

"According to their theory,

human souls are more than mere
interactions of neurons

in our brain.

They could have been present
since the beginning of time."

You see, so actually, you're
much older than...

How old are you again?

Yeah, 35. Thanks for
reminding me.

Well, you, the real you, has
been around since the beginning
of time.

Oh, no wonder I'm so tired.

You want to sleep?

Yeah, I'm up at seven.

Will you dream of Jareth
the Goblin King?

Oh, I bloody hope so.

I know that neither of us
are free tomorrow.

But I was thinking of cancelling
my prior engagement to see you.

Was it a date?

Maybe.

Was it?

Yeah.

Alright.

Well, cancel mine too.

Alice.

Jesus Christ.

Jay.

I miss you so much.

Evening, everyone.

Merry Christmas.

So, this song is not Wham!
or Slade.

Sorry to disappoint.

But I do know that it's a
favorite Christmas memory of
someone here tonight.

I've not had much practice,
so just don't start jerking
your pants about.

I had fun tonight.

Me too.

So...

where's the after party then?

You have to pack.

I travel light.

A pair of pants and
a toothbrush.

Let's wait till you get back
after Christmas.

Okay.

Well, happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

You must help me.

You're bound to this plane.

This key needs to be found.

It doesn't.

You can leave if you want to.

11 Queen Street, in the planter.

Find the key, post it through
the letterbox.

Detach yourself, all
will be well.

Your understanding is warped,
you foolish man.

The psychopomp is coming,
I need that key!

Oh mum, it's beautiful.

Is someone there?

Alright, knock twice for yes,
once for no.

Do you understand?

Is that you knocking?

Knock three times.

Don't knock.

Can you see me?

Can I see you?

Are you... a ghost?

- Hello?
-Hi, it's Alice from across the road.

Locked yourself out again?

No. Could you... Could you
open the door, please?

Cuss and skitter, I'm in
my undercrackers here.

Um, hang on, let me make
myself decent. Hang on.

I can't find my keys now,
hang on.

How do, Alice?

Hi.

What's up?

When you lived in my house,

did you ever hear any strange
little banging noises?

Erm, no, no.

There was this very odd sequence
of taps just now.

Don't know. Maybe it's mice?

I don't think it's mice.

-Maybe it's Reg.
-Who's Reg?

It's the name me and my ex gave
to the ghost who lives there.

-Reg?
-Yeah, couldn't think of what
else to call him.

Yeah, Reg.

What did you experience?

Um...

The usual stuff, you know.

Doors opening, things
moving round,

knocking sounds.

Okay.

-Thanks.
-Yeah, no probs.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

You look worried.

A little bit, yeah.

Don't be. Reg is sound.

You didn't mention a resident
ghost when I bought the place
after you.

Of course not.

Hey, Merry Chrimbo!

Happy Christmas Eve!
We're going to bed soon.

It's very warm here.

Your mum got cramp in her leg
and made sure everybody knew
about it.

We miss you.

Feels odd to have a Christmas
without you.

Love you.

Knock three times if it's Reg.

Knock three times if it
isn't Reg.

Then who are you?

Okay, one for no, two for yes.

Are you a ghost?

Then what are you?

Are you some sort of
other entity?

Are you...

...malevolent?

What if you're lying, a
malevolent entity would lie?

Jesus Christ, I'm going
doolally!

It's the pipes, I'll call
the plumber.

I don't believe in ghosts,
I'm ignoring you.

Sorry. Please be quiet now.

Merry Christmas.

This is a wind-up.

Excuse me, mate.

Can you tell me what the
third column along says?

It says, "Newcastle 1302.
No platform yet."

Right.

Are you an actor?

What?

You're part of a hidden
camera crew.

What does it say now then?

The same as it said
before.

All right, what stations
is it calling at?

Darlington, Durham
and Newcastle.

Well learned.

To who?

To whom?

No one even knows.

Final boarding call for the 13.
02 to Newcastle calling

at Darlington, Durham and
Newcastle. This train is
made up of five carriages.

Here's Mr Scrooge's health.

Now children, all together,
Mr. Scrooge's health.

Mr. Scrooge's health.

Mr. Scrooge's health,

And now, Tiny Tim will
sing to us.

Yes, Tiny Tim will sing.

What should I sing?

- Hark the Herald Angels.
- Yes, Hark the Herald Angels.

Hark the herald angels
sing...

Surprise.

What are you doing here?

I didn't want you to spend
Christmas on your own, so...

But what about your family?

They'll have a nice time
without me.

Is this all right? That
I'm here?

Yeah. Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sorry, please, come in.

So you seen the film, L.A.
Story ?

Mmmm, I think so, Steve
Martin?

Yeah, I remember it.

Well, there's the road sign
in the film.

It was like that.

The display board was
talking to me. It was.

You were up till the small
hours singing open mic last
night.

I also happen to know
the previous night you didn't
get much rest either.

Yeah, okay. I'm a bit tired,
but I wasn't hallucinating.

I had an odd experience this
morning too.

Really?

It was weird, there was this
knocking. I don't know, it feels
like a dream though.

Tell me.

I wanted it to be the pipes,
but there aren't any pipes in
that wall, so...

I started asking it questions.

Two knocks for yes, one
for no and...

I was getting seemingly
intelligent responses.

And what were you asking it?

If it was a ghost.

It said it wasn't.

I thought it was taking the
piss until I asked if it was

an entity different to a ghost.

-And?
-And it said it was.

Unless it was a ghost, but
it was lying to you.

That's what I thought. So
I asked the guy who I bought the
house off.

He only lives across the road.
He moved for a fresh start...

but that's another story.
Anyway...

He said there's a ghost here
called Reg.

Yeah, it's not called Reg.

-What?
-What?

You said that with some
clarity just now.

What? What is it?

It's nothing.

No? Tell me.

No, no.

No.

No, it's too soon.

You just invited yourself around
to spend Christmas with me.

I think we've passed the point
of 'it's too soon'.

Yes, but you're a scientist.

You're going to think that
I'm nuts.

I just sat here and told you
about Reg the ghost.

Who's not called Reg and
isn't a ghost.

Yeah, okay.

Tell me or I'll never take
you to bed again.

Well, you'll only miss out too.

No, I won't.

I'll get another lover.

Okay.

Tell me.

I'm gifted.

Are we talking about lovemaking
or some other area?

Well, yeah. That, obviously.

-But also in a metaphysical way.
-How?

I'm a medium.

Wow. Yep, she's laughing in my
face.

-Get lost, you're not a medium.
-Yep, I am.

-Like a spiritual medium?
-Mm-hmm.

You talk to dead people?

Sort of. It's not as easy as
just talking to them,

it's extra sensory.

Do you see dead people walking
around like regular people,

harry trollies men.

Yes, sometimes I see them but,
usually it's more clairaudient.

You hear them?

Yeah.

Seriously?

Mm-hm.

Oh, my God.

Trust me, it's a blessing
and a curse.

It's a superpower.

Not when you're walking around
Aldi trying to do a big shop.

There are dead people in Aldi?

Yeah, there's spirits.

There are spirits everywhere.

It's just the laws of space and
time don't apply to them,

not in the same way.

So my ghost's not Reg?

No.

Who is he, then?

Well, it's not a he.

She, then?

There's no gender.

It just is.

What is it?

I think it's a being.

An entity.

A good entity?

Yeah.

What's it called?

I'm not sure yet.

But it's not called Reg.

Is it here now?

It's always here.

God, that's creepy.

No.

No, not with this it isn't.
It's benevolent.

I don't like it. Can we talk
about something else?

Yeah.

-Has it put you off me?
-No, no, no.

-I've overshared haven't I?
-You really believe it,

don't you?

Shall we change the subject?

Okay.

But how are the laws of time
and space different to spirits?

I don't know.

Block universe theory maybe?

Really?

I'd like you to tell me
what it means.

You know exactly what it means.

Yeah, but humour me.

Anything that ever happened
in any time or any place is
happening simultaneously.

So you think whatever you and I
are doing next Christmas Eve for

example is actually happening
now?

Yeah.

We're still together?

And we're spending Christmas
in Keswick.

Get out.

Deja vu.

What?

Nothing.

Come on.

Keswick looks so pretty
all lit up for Christmas.

Yeah, wait until you see
where I'm taking you tomorrow.

Where?

It's a surprise.

It's my favourite place.

It's a beautiful corner of
the world, isn't it?

Mm.

What's up?

Why do I live in the city
suburbs when I could live here?

This is just an outpost.

It was an outpost in Roman
times. It's an outpost now.

It's a pretty outpost.

You're pretty.

Cheesy man.

That was your lucky Buddha.

Well, now I'll be here forever.

Just like this moment.

I love you.

I love you too.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Our first Christmas together.

I'm so glad I didn't get on
that train.

Me too.

- Should we go for a wander?
- Yeah.

Coffee first, though.

I wish I could have got you
a gift.

You did.

This.

I was thinking about what you
told me, about your other gift.

It's freaked you out, hasn't it?

Yeah.

Well, it intrigues me too.

You're in one of the oldest
cities in the UK.

Yeah.

How does it work?

If spirits exist, they must be
everywhere in a place like this.

They are.

Isn't it like noise to you?

I can shut myself off to it.

Can you open yourself up to
it at will?

Yeah, pretty much.

Can you do it now?

What, here?

Yeah.

I'd encounter Romans and Vikings
and medieval people

and you'd be sceptical.

I would. You're right, I would.

But it's so subjective an
experience, right?

What's it like for you?
Can you describe it?

At first, it's horrendous.

There's just noise.

Do it now.

Please.

Okay, but please, don't laugh.

I won't.

I won't.

The key to the box,
it must be retrieved.

See, sometimes I can tune in
to different frequencies.

Like an FM radio?

Yeah, sort of.

This isn't making anyone feel
festive, is it?

Right, fair enough.

Look, if you stick around for
long enough.

You'll see proof.

Maybe I will.

Stick around, I mean.

There he was, stood at my door
on Christmas Eve.

So cute.

Well, I prefer Christmas Eve
to Christmas Day.

You're lucky she didn't think
it was creepy.

Well, it could have been,
they'd only had a few dates.

No, it's not creepy. It's
lovely.

I wish you'd make a statement
like that.

I make sweeping statements
all the time.

Oh, we know, and we all
turn off.

Gestures then, I make gestures
all the time.

You're just too wrapped up in
yourself to notice.

Do you see what I have to put
up with, Jay?

Come on, you two. You know you
love each other.

-Yeah, we do.
-Do we?

Jay, this wine's delicious.

- Yeah, it's nice right?
- Barolo.

And these, they look expensive.
Where are they from?

Yeah, they're posh aren't they?
Let's pull a cracker.

Jay's already pulled a cracker,
haven't you, Jay?

Yeah, I have.

So's she.

Ready?

Merry Christmas!

Oh!

Are you alright?

Any injuries?

York Gin.

Oh!

You all got booze?

I've got the orange.

Oh, Jay, look at that.
It's gorgeous.

What is it?

-It's a little Buddha.
-Buddha?

No, that's a mistake. It's
meant to be minis.

Maybe it's a lucky Buddha.

Go on, then. Give its belly a
rub for luck.

A Buddha, that's what I
want.

No, why would you get me gin and not a buddha?
Give me mine.

If you have two, you're going
to be absolutely wrecked,

Come on then, someone tell
us a joke.

- Tell him a joke.
- Well, my
relationship. There's your joke.

Do you miss him?

Who?

Your lucky buddha.

He's exactly where he should be.

So are we.

Oh, God.

You're picking something up
in here, aren't you?

Spiritually.

Maybe.

You sense anything?

It's cold.

Feels a bit odd.

I'd deliberately closed myself
down.

Do you want me to see?

Oh no.

I don't think so.

But does it feel odd to you?

There are definitely spirits
in the building but I don't know

if they're actually in this
room.

-See anybody?
-No.

What, nothing at all?

No.

Why? Can you?

See, I knew there was something.

Your sensitivity levels are
increasing.

We'll have your sixth sense
honed in no time.

Sometimes I think it's just
your mind.

That I'm making it up?

Yeah, subconsciously.

Spirit can be measured
quantifiably.

I know, you told me.

My mate Aaron does it for fun.

Goes ghost hunting.

I keep meaning to take you.

-I'm all right, thanks.
-Alright, then.

Alright. Who wants more wine?

Who wants more wine?

Everyone talks about their
exes, everyone!

They've not spoken about
their exes.

Listen, all I'm saying, all
I'm saying is that.

I used to see this guy who
went to spiritualist church

and it was so weird.

Weirdly nice was it?

Jay's a spiritual medium?

Oh my god.

- He sees dead
people.
- No?

Walking around like regular
people.

What are you doing?

What, like in the films
and stuff?

Do you see them or hear them
or what?

I don't usually tell people
this the first time I meet them.

I know, he don't tell me
until

our fifth meeting.

-Shall we do a seance?
-Are there any spirits here?

-Are there any spirits here?
-Connect with the Ghost.

-No we shouldn't do a seance.
-And Kermit the Frog and

- No.
- Why not?

Because.

They invite things in that
shouldn't be invited.

Oh, no.

There's something in my
place.

It's not a ghost, it's an
entity.

An entity?

That entity's alright.

But you can get negative ones.

I don't want a negative one.

- No.
-It's bad enough living with him.

Here, you can talk.

But is anyone here?

Any spirits?

Besides the gin.

Do you want an honest appraisal?

God, yes.

Yeah?

Alright.

He really doesn't have to
do this.

-You brought it up.
-Yeah, you brought it up.

I want to see this thing.

I want to see this.

Okay.

There's an energy.

Male.

It's older.

-Has your grandfather passed?
-Yes.

Everyone's grandfather's passed
by the time you get to our age.

I know, I know.

Just bear with me.

He's showing me a mountain, it's
a tall mountain surrounded by

-a jungle. Does that...
-Yeah.

...mean something?
-Yeah.

This mountain has a
crown-like summit.

Yeah.

Can you get like a name,
something more concrete?

No, but there's a K sound.

The mountain is a K?

There's a sensation, it's a
pain in the head.

Yeah.

That's how he died, right?

- Yes, yes.
- It was sudden?

- Yes.
-Okay, Jay, perhaps that's enough.

No, no, no, it's all
right.

It's all right.

It was a brain haemorrhage.

He's telling me that he's
stood on the mountain.

Yeah.

He's saying that what he once
thought mattered now

doesn't matter and that he's
going back to the mountain.

What significance does the
mountain have?

It's, um... It's Kinabalu.

In Malaysian Borneo.

My grandfather was from
the Dusun tribe.

Kinabalu means--

Revered place of the dead.

-Did you enjoy yourself?
-Yeah. Yeah, they seemed like a
really nice couple.

That was quite, um, something.

Was it?

Yeah.

You did some digging.

You think I researched all
your Facebook friends

in case I met one of them
randomly?

- I'm sorry.
- Just to prove something that

Nothing personal.

I just think about things
differently.

I knew I shouldn't have
mentioned it.

Oh don't pout, Jay.

You are too cute when you pout.

How long do you
mean to be content?

Jay.

Jay, wake up. Wake up.

Jay, please. You're scaring me.

Jay.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah.

What is it? You haven't been
yourself since you got here.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

What is it?

It's nothing.

Tell me.

Tell me.

-I had a premonition.
-About what?

-About me.
-What about you?

I think I'm going to die soon.

-What makes you think that?
-The premonition.

What did you see?

It's just a bad dream.

Maybe it's just a warning.

Maybe-- Who's to know how many
paths there are for our futures?

Maybe it can be changed. No
fate but what we make, right?

It's just a dream.

Jay?

Maybe.

Come here.

- I won't let anything happen
to you.

Come on.

You should get some sleep,
it's nearly three.

It's Christmas Day now.

Happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

-Do you want your first present?
-Yeah.

Oh, it's beautiful.

When I saw it and I knew I
had to buy it.

It's a little sparrow or
something?

It is indeed.

Reminds me of the Bede quote.

He suggests an entire lifetime

from birth to death is like the
flight of the sparrow

through a mead hall, in at
one window and out another.

All in a fleeting moment.

Every time a bell rings

an angel gets its wings.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Make yourself at home.

-Shall we have a drink?
-Absolutely.

What's wrong? You look like
you've seen a ghost.

Which you probably have.

No, I haven't, honestly.
Do you have any whisky?

-Single malt or blend?
-Surprise me.

Let me check.

Jay.

Is that you?

I've got Dunbeath blended or
Ballacladich 21 years old.

I'll have one of each.

Good choice.

-Cheers.
-Mmm.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

What?

Yaoel.

-Sorry, what?
-Yaoel.

-It's name's Yaoel.
-Whose name?

-The entity.
-Oh, I don't want to know.

It's just told me.

-Was it watching us kissing?
-No.

No, it doesn't watch it in that
way.

It's here, but it's not here at
the same time.

How do you mean?

What are you doing?

I'm Googling it.

There's nothing.

- How are you spelling it?
- Y-A-O-E-L.

Maybe it's a soft J.

Okay, here we go.

"Jaoel is an angel.

The keeper of the unspeakable
name of God.

His image is carved on the Ark
of the Covenant.

Jaoel guided Abraham on a
journey to paradise

where Abraham was shown the
course of human history."

Must be a different Jaoel.

Maybe. But it's a
benevolent being.

And these beings can be a more
than one place for once.

"Jaoel is the singer of
eternal praises.

His massive wings will
protect you.

He will encourage you to open

to the endless possibilities of
life.

While lovingly pointing out how

your thinking stops you from
having everything you want."

I could do with that.

Couldn't we all?

" Jaoel will show you images of
your possible futures...

So you can decide which course
of action would best serve you.

If you see events that frighten
or upset you,

you can make different choices
in the moment and change your
future."

You think I'm taking the piss,
don't you?

I need you to prove to me that

you're not just making all this
up.

You're so full of doubt.

I'm full of questioning
that's what science is.

I can't just pull proof out
of the ether, can I?

I either sense something or
I don't.

Don't be mardy with me. I can't
help the way my brain operates.

- It's not that I don't
believe you--

Rainbow Bright.

What does
Rainbow Bright mean to you?

Rainbow Bright.

Yeah. Does it have any
meaning?

Don't you remember
Rainbow Bright?

You stole it.

You look guilty?

I, I've never told anyone this.

Never admitted it to anyone.

I stole a Rainbow Bright
doll from Woolworth's when I was
a kid.

Said I'd been given it
by a friend for Christmas,

but I stole it.

You little Scallywag.

Nobody knew that.

Nobody.

I maintained that lie for--
How did you know?

Jaoel knows every truth.
Now do you believe me?

If we're gonna be together, I
don't know if I can be open to

this side of you.

- I didn't ask for any of this.
- Neither did I.

I'm not making any of it up,
but--

I'm not saying you are, at
least--

not knowingly.

- It's just that I--
- I know, yeah, I know, I
know.

You need concrete proof.

In time you'll see.

Jaoel.

I need you.

Please, I need to sign that
you're here.

God, what am I doing?

So there was a battle here
years ago,

between the Normans and the
Britain's of.

It's so peaceful.

Over the years, there's been
a sort of cleansing.

So now, every May, bluebells
grow in the valley

and the locals say that each
flower represents

the blood of a fallen warrior.

Oh, you sound so poetic.

Rehearsed almost.

You've brought girls here
before, haven't you?

I have no idea of what
you're talking about.

What is it?

Nothing.

Tell me, what is it you think
you're seeing?

Nothing.

Nothing I can't change.

What do you mean?

I want a life with you.

I want a life with you too.

- Hi, Owen.
- Hi, you okay?

Yeah.

Do you mind coming over?

Of course I don't mind.
Put the kettle on.

I'll be with my parents for it,
going down Christmas Eve.

Well, if you change your mind,
you're always welcome at mine.

Sangan's gone to Borneo, so
I'm all on my lonesome.

It's fine.

I wanted to go with him, but I
don't like Christmas and

tropical heat.

It feels wrong.

Besides, it's my favorite time

of year around here at
Christmas.

The minster and the lights
and the people.

You can't have a turkey roast
dinner with all the trimmings in

in 34 degrees now.

It's hard to believe that
Christmas we spent was two
years ago..

I know.

So much can happen in two
years, eh?

Are you all right?

Sorry, I know you're not--

Is this all right?

I'm all right.

I sense him, Owen.

I sense him around me all
the time.

Do you know what a slow
loris is?

A slow loris is... a nocturnal,
very cute primate.

There you go.

That's sweet.

Sangan's
Bornean ancestors believe that
slow lorises are

the gate keepers for the
heavens.

And that everyone has their
own personal slow loris

that's waiting for them in the
afterlife.

That's nice. I like it.

It's a nice image.

I'm not a fixer for the dead.

11 Queen Street, in the planter.

Why don't you just move on?

See how quickly you move on
when it's your turn to die.

What's the address again?

11 Queen Street. Say it?

11 Queen Street.

In the planter.

Yeah, in the planter.

This key is there. Post it
through the letterbox.

There you are, I was just
calling you.

You alright?

Not really. I think I need

some time.

Time?

I don't know if we're
compatible. I'm sorry.

Of course we are.

Are we?

It's all the weird shit, isn't
it?

I can shut it down.

But you never do and I don't
believe it anyway.

Alice, wait.

Please Jay, just--

Let me think things over.

Alice.

Alice!

What?

Stop it!

Jay?

Jay.

You're different.

Sorry.

Why are you so convinced your
dream was a bad omen?

It wasn't a dream.

I've seen it more than once.

I understand the power of your
own convictions,

what you-- what you think
you feel.

How much more proof do you need?

How many times have I proven
myself?

Believing these things just
doesn't come as naturally

to me as it does to you.

I'm fine. I'm just preoccupied.

Why?

I'm here. Look where we are.

I love you.

And you can change things.

Ask your imaginary friend Jaoel.

Yeah.

I'm messing with you.

Kind of.

But if you believe in Jaoel's
presence, use it.

I will.

I am.

Have you seen the apparition
again lately?

Not for two days now.

Well then, maybe you've already
put into motion

a course of events that means
it's no longer

a premonition of doom.

Maybe.

What are you doing with my
planter?

The Connect Structured Light
Sensor Camera

has an infrared light projector.

It essentially sees people by

recognising joints and
movements.

The IR will detect an unseen
entity as a stick figure.

A stick figure?

Yes.

Doesn't that look funny?

Not when it's accompanied by
other quantifiable

data like a demonic EVP or
something.

This is similar.

It's a REM pod.

It'll light up and beep if it
detects

a break in the electro magnetic
field.

Alright.

This is a modified spirit box.

It scans radio, electromagnetic
and vibrational waves,

which it converts to audio.

How?

I have three science degrees.

Firstly the sum comes in via
scanning radio.

Then the EMF circuit and reverb
device allows modulation of the

source input by fluctuating

the electromagnetic fields and
vibrations.

These are then
output as amplified sound.

Sounds like a broken radio.

I'm here because Jay was a
friend of mine, not to be
ridiculed.

I'm sorry.

I'm not ridiculing, I just--

I have a rational mind.

As do I.

I can't help being sceptical.

Can't they communicate just
on one frequency?

It seems not.

Why not?

Aren't those sounds just radio
snippets or auditory paradalia?

Sometimes.

Yeah, sometimes they are.

I'm a sceptic too.

All I can suggest is that
you try it.

Be open to it.

Spirits are pure energy.

They exist on a different
vibrational plane to us.

It takes more energy to slow
down their vibrations

enough to be able to communicate
on our level.

They use us, you, as an antenna
and as a further

source of energy.

So, be open to it.

What are you doing?

-Woah!
-What?

What is it?

Someone's there.

Other than me?

Yeah.

Where?

Behind you.

I can see you on this.

Who am I seeing?

Can you see us?

It's still there.

Try calling out to it.

Who's there?

Alice .

It's gone. Did you hear
what it said?

And I know, it doesn't
make sense. I'm a scientist by

profession but I just had to
come and

see if there was even one shred
of evidence to suggest it isn't

some figment of Jay's
imagination.

That's where he hid it.

This means something to you.

It's the key to a box belonging
to my late husband.

Your man is a very gifted
medium.

My rational mind is telling me
this is all some sort of ruse.

Well, let it tell you that.

Trust your gut, your solar
plexus.

-You coming?
-Where?

Well, surely you want to see
what's inside the box.

It's none of my business.

You'll always wonder.

Come on.

I'm making it your business.

I'll let you go do it alone.

I'll wait here.

We have been going for
an hour now.

Perhaps we should call it
a day.

It really has been nice to
see you again.

Maybe we could try the
digital recorder again?

Or we could try the Estes
method?

Ask questions.

I'll be wearing noise-cancelling
headphones and a blindfold.

I'll listen out for answers from
the spirit and say them aloud.

Um, literally use me as
an amplifier.

Ask things I couldn't possibly
know the answer to.

Yah-oh-el.

Yah-oh-el is with you.

Yah-oh-el

Can you? Sorry, Aaron, I--

Perhaps you should leave.

What did you ask the spirit?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Well, a voice came through.

Who's Yah-oh-el? Sounds like
initials or something.

Jaoel.

Yeah, Yah-oh-el.

No, Jaoel--

It makes sense.

I just don't think I'm ready
for this.

Alright.

This spirit clearly wants to
communicate, though.

It's not like you can pick up
kit and expect

communication willy-nilly.

I understand.

Sometimes spirits are compelled
to communicate

before they can move on.

Move on where?

To all that is.

The Godhead, the light.

I see.

May I investigate alone?

I'd rather you didn't.

You don't ask, you don't get.

Perhaps you'd like to borrow
some of my kit.

I don't think so.

But thank you.

I'm going to leave you my
spirit box until January,

just incase.

There's a spirit here who
wants to communicate.

I'm not saying it's Jay, but...

Anyway.

I'll leave it here.

Let me know if you use it.

Jareth.

Did you get that?

This stuff means something to
you, doesn't it?

It said Jareth.

Who's Jareth?

Sounds disconcerting.

-It's a reference.
-To what?

David Bowie in Labyrinth.

The Goblin King with the
tight trousers?

- Did that just laugh?
- Yeah.

I think so.

Would you like to continue
the session?

Slow loris.

Jesus Christ.

What did it say? Slow what?

Can you turn that off, please?

Yeah.

What did it say?

Slow loris.

Does that mean something to you?

Let me know when you want
to reconvene.

I liked Jay a lot.

He was a nice bloke.

Talented medium.

My husband was a
demonologist.

It seems he took precautions.

Wait.

Are you sure you don't want
to see what's inside?

As you wish.

I should go.

I hope whatever's in that box
is cathartic for you.

Einstein said that.

-Alice.
-Jay.

What are you doing here?

Well, I had to know. I overheard
you speaking to thin air.

11 Queen Street, I had to come
and see for myself.

You've already been? I was
just on my way.

And you found the key?

-What did you do with it?
-I gave it to the widow.

Was she understanding?

What was the key for?

The display board just addressed
me. Did you program it?

-No.
-It said you loved me very much.

I do.

I'd never deceive you, Alice.

There are forces at play.

Cosmic forces that I don't
understand.

I don't know what to
think anymore.

Don't think.

Feel.

But know.

Know that I love you.

Long Meg and her daughters, a
coven of witches

turned into stone.

Incredible place isn't it?

Even more than I remember.

It's even more beautiful
with you in it.

Erm, France called, they want
their cheese back.

Merci.

They're warm. Why are they warm?

Late Neolithic.

They've been here for more than
3,000 years.

In situ all that time.

How many are there?

Count them.

Long Meg, we meet again after
25 years.

If you walk around the circle
and count each stone correctly.

Mm-hmm.

Then put your ear to Long Meg,
you'll hear a whisper.

Marry him.

Was that you
whispering?

No.

Jay.

Jay.

Will you marry me?

What?

Marry me?

Yes.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

I want to be your husband.

Jay, it's beautiful.

I want this moment to last
forever.

It will.

Block universe, remember?

This moment will always exist.

Kiss me again.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Do you remember me?

Yes.

Have you always wondered since?

How is your boyfriend, the
talented medium?

He died five months ago.

No one ever really dies.

Have you still got that box?

May I see inside it?

What was contained within
that box

since last you were is gone.

It contains only air now.

I wish I'd stayed to see.

Now you are ready.

What was inside that box?

Jaoel.

I need you.

Please, I need a sign that
you're here.

God, what am I doing?

Jay.

Please.

Let me know it's you.

Jay.

Did I just see you?

Jay.

Please.

Do you need to say something?

You don't have to see anything.

You can move on, Jay.

Go to the light.

It's alright.

Use me.

Use my energy.

- Alice.
- Oh, God.

I'm here.

That's your voice.

And Jaoel too.

Jay.

Why did you die?

I miss you so much.

I-- had to.

Are you still there?

Please don't leave me.

I'll be-- right here.

You weren't meant to die.

God, I miss you.

I hate it without you here.

Jay?

You can go to the light.

It's alright.

I love you.

Jay.

Jay.

No.