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Daddy.

-Dad, wake up. -What's wrong? Go back to bed.

I have to show you something. It's important.

-In the morning. Okay, buddy? -Come on.

A man took Rachel.

What?

You said the Sorry Man isn't real,

so I didn't say anything when I saw him.

-Okay. Let me see. -But he was there. I swear.

Next time, you have to tell me.

I'm sorry I made it seem like you couldn't tell me,

but always tell me if there's anyone you don't recognize anywhere around here.

No one should be down there.

Is that the Sorry Man?

Oh my God! Jay!

Jay, stop it. Go away.

You told me to document reality. Vulnerable moments.

This is not what I meant.

You're so cute when you're peeing.

-I'm cute when I'm peeing? -Mm-hmm.

-Am I cute when-- -Hey!

It's January 13th, 1997.

Out in the boonies in upstate New York, where we're documenting a historic day

as the most beautiful woman in the world…

-Don't zoom too close. -…is going to marry…

…a total jarhead loser.

How'd I get so lucky, you might ask?

Well, dear watcher,

that's where you come in.

That's right.

I knocked her up.

I'm sorry your dad is a degenerate pervert.

Hey, hey, don't say those things in front of baby Olivia.

It's not Olivia. It's Rachel.

Hi, Rachel.

Wait, can we flip a coin on that?

Her middle name can be Olivia.

No, you got to have a coin here somewhere.

It's Rachel. I told you already.

I heard it in a dream.

Oh, right.

'Cause Mommy's crazy.

Mommy's gonna be crazy in ten minutes if I don't eat something.

Okay, copy that.

Well, you got any parting words for the unborn?

Sure.

Okay, you only need to know two things in life, sweetheart.

Never trust a man who drives a van.

Hey. Hey.

And, um…

And always listen to your mother.

-Yeah? -Ice cream. Ice cream.

Yeah.

Oh.

Look at that. That's fucking weird.

-What? -"But Daddy, I want one."

Ew.

Think they got a onesie?

Oh!

Oh!

Hello!

What can I get you fine folks?

Um, I think I would like the… I think it was called the… the seven Cs.

You mean the Classic Coldies Coconut Cherry Combo Cup?

-Yes. -Great choice. I named it myself.

-Wow. -Mmm.

Oh, I'm going to have to stop you there. What… what are you filming for?

Oh, we're just making a video…

-Yeah. Yeah. -…for our baby to see one day.

Aha.

What do you have cooking in there, Mummy?

Let me guess. A little princess.

Uh-huh. Um…

It… it's a girl. Yeah.

Uh-huh. Girls can be a real handful.

Yeah, so do you get a lot of people stopping here for ice cream

in the dead of winter?

Well, I wouldn't know about ice cream because we serve only custard.

It says so right there.

Oh.

Sorry. My… my mistake, Larry.

It's a common mistake.

So what would you like?

You know, I'll just have a Classic Coldies Cup.

Coming right up, friends!

-Jay, I think we should leave. -But we haven't gotten the ice cream yet.

I think he's really fucking weird, and I'm scared, okay? We should go.

What is he gonna do? Come on, we're safe in here. It's fine.

He… he's gonna poison us.

He's not going to…

Okay, look, if he's gonna poison us, I'll… I'll eat both of them.

No, no, no, no, no. No. I don't want to end up a widow.

-What? -I don't wanna raise this baby by myself.

Hey, no, come on.

Ali, are you serious?

I'm dead serious.

Oh…

Okay. I… Uh… Well, if… if you wanna go, I…

It's not… that big of a deal.

Oh my God!

Beautiful.

Speaking of beautiful, home sweet home!

-Wow. -For the next two nights.

-Look at the stained glass. -Think they got heaters in there or what?

I hope so.

Ah, love is best served cold, right?

-That's what they say. -Put it down!

That's what they've always said.

-Oh, beautiful. Kiss the camera. -Do you have the key?

Oh, wow!

-Wow, it's cute. -Look at this, kiddo.

There we go.

Hell, yeah. What do we got here?

Oh, we got a 19-inch standard RCA.

Is that a built-in VCR? Yes, very good. Nice little collection.

Um, let's see.

Oh, we got a rocking chair

and the pièce de résistance.

King-size bed.

Might as well put a notch in it right now. What do you think?

Hey. What's wrong?

Oh, hey.

What, is it the baby?

No.

-What-- -No. No.

It's just I feel like I've been here before.

-Like you've been here before? -Yeah. I don't know.

What? What? What? What's going on?

I've had dreams about this place.

You've…

Like this room, this exact room.

Okay.

But in the dreams, Rachel is there, and… and she's all grown-up,

and she's beautiful. I mean, she's so… she's so beautiful, Jay.

And in the dream, there's this song playing,

the… the Paul Anka song.

-You are my dest-- -My destiny? Yeah.

And it's… it's blasting.

And… and in the dream,

I can tell that something bad is gonna happen.

And I… I can feel everything she's feeling.

It's like we're still sharing the same body.

Okay.

And I need to tell her,

and I need to find a way to tell her. But it's…

Yeah.

I can't talk. It's like I'm drowning.

And it's awful.

And then I wake up, and I can't stop hearing my mom's voice.

Okay, it's just a dream, okay? Just… just stop.

-But what if it's real? What if it's true? -Okay, but it's not true, Alexandra.

Your mother was trying to scare you, okay?

You are not going to die because you're getting married.

That… that's insane, right?

It's an insane thing she used to tell you, and I hate her for it.

Sit down. There you go.

All right. Good. That's good. Okay.

And just breathe, okay?

Look, your mom was messed up, honey.

She was trying to control you.

Look at me. Hey, come on.

Don't let her control you anymore.

Because the baby's going to be okay.

And you're gonna be okay.

And nothing bad is going to happ--

What lesson we on? Lesson number four?

Right?

Uh, lesson number four, kiddo.

Don't forget to breathe.

Jay.

-You are my destiny -Hi, baby.

Hi, Rachel.

You share my reverie

You are my happiness

I'm always gonna love you.

That's what you are

That's right!

You are my sweet caress

Okay.

That's good.

All right.

-Oh. -Jay.

Hello. Hey. Are you the witness?

I'm Jay. This is Alexandra.

Um, hey, uh, real quick. Actually, can I get you to man…

…the camera? Yeah.

I'm gonna run over there. I just wanna make sure I'm in frame.

Are you sure he's the one?

How's that?

Marriage is a natural act.

It is also a holy one.

It is an opportunity handed down to mankind from on high

to bring two blessed souls closer to our Lord

and to all those…

…fortunate to bear witness.

I promise to love you simply and with great effort.

Through times of overwhelming pain and unrelenting joy.

Through times of overwhelming pain and unrelenting joy.

I promise to love you for all that you were

and all that you can be.

I promise to love you for all that you were

and all that you can be.

But as our souls become one…

But as our souls become one…

I'll reflect exactly as you are.

I'll reflect exactly as--

Jay Holman, do you take Alexandra Harkin

to be your lawfully wedded wife

in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit?

I do.

And do you, Alexandra Harkin,

take Jay Holman to be your lawfully wedded husband

in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

I do.

-Why don't you, uh, set the mood? -Okay.

I'll find the perfect song, yeah?

Let's see.

Okay…

Love it. Yes.

That's exactly what I want.

Oh God.

This is good. This is beautiful.

It's just like I pictured it.

Wow, look at that.

Mmm… There's the ring.

And here's the hot couple.

All right. Put that down. Let's dance.

Okay.

First dance, baby.

Come on, let's make it official.

Get along just fine

Get along just fine

Lovers

Know each other's minds

Why can't we be lovers

And never ever…

-Your nose is bleeding. -What?

-Your nose is bleeding! -No, baby. It's coming from you.

-Oh. -Hey, hey, just here. Hold that.

-Oh. -Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine.

-Can I see? Can I see? -Oh.

Oh God. It's… it's really coming down. Just… here. I'll get a tissue.

Hey.

Oh.

Oh my God. Jesus. Damn. Where's my jacket? Oh God!

Um… It's not working! Okay, I'm… I'm… I'm calling 911. Like…

Okay.

Uh…

Help me.

You have to tell her it's--

Hey. Hey, stay with me.

Alexandra.

Hey.

Alexandra!

Hey. Hey, stay… stay with me! Stay with me, please!

Please, baby!

You are my destiny

Oh fuck!

I'm sorry! Oh my God!

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

No! Oh, please.

I'm sorry!

Oh, I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

That's what you are

You're my destiny

-Daddy's got you. -No!

Just give me a fucking second, please.

Breathe. Breathe with me. Breathe with me.

Why would you show me that?

Oh my God.

No. No.

You told me she died in the fucking hospital.

You lied to me about everything! You lied to me about everything!

Come on, with me, with me, with me.

No.

Oh my God, no. I'm not doing that. I'm not doing that.

Oh my God. Stop. You're a fucking crazy person!

You're a crazy person! Stop!

Dad, I don't need that. Stop. Fuck.

Listen to me.

She felt like something bad was gonna happen.

Tell me you don't feel it too.

Tell me you feel hunky-dory.

Tell me you feel like everything's fucking… peaches and butterflies.

Did you feel it when you got closer to this place?

Just… dread?

Fear? Did you see the way she walked down the aisle?

It was coming for her, and it's coming for you too.

What are you talking about?

It wasn't until I got the invitation that I knew it was happening again.

What invitation?

An invitation last week.

An invitation to my wedding?

Yes.

I didn't fucking invite you.

I got an invitation last week in the mail. I sent it back to you with a warning.

And I got right in my car to come get you out of here.

You are going to die if you marry him.

Dad…

What the fuck are you talking about?

This can't be happening.

Oh my God, you can't be doing this to me. You cannot be doing this to me.

I did it,

all of it…

to protect you.

How was I supposed to let anything happen to you

after that?

She was trying to tell me something in the video.

What was she trying to tell me, Dad?

She was trying to warn me.

I'm trying to warn you.

You need to call off the wedding

and get the fuck out of here before history repeats its--

-My God. You're alive. -Jules?

Hey. Hey. Hey! What… what's going on?

Jules! Hey!

-What? -Rachel, get away from him.

-Away from him. That's a dangerous man. -Jules, this is my dad.

-No, no. -What?

No, no. It's the Sorry Man. Oh fuck!

It's not the Sorry Man. This is my dad.

-Who is this guy? -What are you doing?

-Hey. Hey, Jules, look at me. -You have to trust me.

-Jules? -Get that gun out of my face.

Dad, stop.

-Listen to me. This is my dad. -It's the Sorry Man.

Put the gun down. He is not the Sorry Man. This is my dad. Put the gun down.

Jules?

-Look at me. -It's… it's you.

It's really you.

You're the baby.

What?

Jules, get back here! Apologize to your brother right now!

I ran away from home.

I found this cabin. I was…

-What are you talking about? -I was right here.

Yeah, but you think she'd be happy for us, right?

Like nothing…

-Nothing bad happened. Everything's fine. -Yeah, everything's fine.

Why don't you, uh, set the mood?

Okay.

I'll find the perfect song, yeah?

Let's see.

Love it. Yes.

That's exactly what I want.

Oh God.

This is good. This is beautiful.

Just like I pictured it.

I saw what you did. I saw her.

Tell her… it's real.

Help me!

Are you sure he's the one?

She said that?

Yeah. She said that.

Oh, it's gonna be okay.

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

You're my destiny

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

So sorry!

And then he killed her. You killed her.

And I'm not gonna let him kill you too.

I didn't kill my wife.

I saw you.

And I would never kill my daughter.

I saw you!

You saw wrong! Who the fuck are you?!

I saw you! I saw everything! I saw it! Rachel, get the fuck out of here, Rachel!

Rachel, get in the van!

I fucking saw you.

Rachel?

You are my destiny

-Hey! -You share my reverie

You're more than life to me

That's who you are

Hey!

You were at my parents' wedding. Tell me who the fuck you are.

Rachel Harkin. Come on. Have a drink with me.

How do you know my name?

You owe me something. Don't you?

Have a seat.

Think what you might owe me.

I don't owe you anything. I don't know you.

Sit down!

You owe me an apology.

But it's all right now. Now we are even.

-Oh my God. Oh my God. -Barkeep, get her a bloody.

You just… fucking stabbed me. He just fucking stabbed me!

Didn't you stab him first?

Oh fuck.

I was just like you once.

Let me tell you the story of my great-great-great-grandparents.

-You gonna use it? -Oh my God.

Once upon a time, there was a bride and a groom deeply in love.

But before they could marry,

the groom met his tragic end in a hunting mishap.

His bride was devastated.

She called out into the darkness.

She begged Death to bring her soulmate back.

Death was happy to play.

Death loves a bargain.

Death said, "I'll bring your groom back from the dead

but only if you believe

he is your true soulmate."

Of course…

no deal with Death is that simple.

Death cursed her children to carry the same burden.

All the children born from this fated union

were challenged to find their soulmate in marriage

or pay Death what he's owed.

And eventually, it was passed down to me.

And one day,

I met my beloved,

sweet Marianne.

The day we were to marry,

a mysterious man came to me and said,

"You must marry your soulmate by sundown, or you will die."

You know what I did?

I left her at the altar. I was a coward.

The curse spread to my beloved Marianne.

In time, she found another man.

His name was Thomas Harkin.

Your great-great-great- great-great-grandfather.

Marianne and Thomas had children, and they had children,

and all down the line, they were all told the same.

You must marry your soulmate by sundown on your wedding day,

or you will die.

And now, Rachel Harkin,

that's you.

Death has been following you.

Turn around. He wants to get a closer look.

Not yet!

She still has two days.

Come, sit.

I wish I was back in your position.

When you are immortal like me, you miss the threats of Death.

It makes things interesting.

But it still hurts when you stab me.

No, no. This…

No, this… this… this… this can't be real. It's…

You can't be an immortal man. It's not--

You see, when I failed to marry sweet Marianne,

I was punished for betraying Death's bargain.

I'm condemned to bear witness

to all the weddings in Marianne's bloodline.

Your wedding is next.

My only job is to witness.

But I do like to throw a little warning in.

Are you sure he's the one?

Are you sure he's the one?

You like to throw a little warning in, yeah, once it's… it's already too late.

-Thank you. -It's not too late for you.

You have 48 hours, give or take.

What if I don't even believe in soulmates?

Now is a great time to start.

Wow.

Oh, I have something for you.

It's simple.

Get married by sundown on your wedding day.

If he's your soulmate, you live.

If he's not, you die.

And if I don't get married, this…

this fucked-up soulmate curse spreads to Nicky and his family?

That's right.

Meaning, like, everyone in this family has to marry their soulmate or they die.

You got it.

Hmm.

Well, I'm fucked.

Either way.

Either I get married and I die

or, uh, I don't get married and I condemn his bloodline.

Not if you believe he is your true soulmate.

Then you live. It's your choice.

Jesus Christ.

This is…

-This is a fucking nightmare. -No.

It's much worse.

It's real.

Rachel!

Dad.

Do you know this man?

Look at him. He was a witness at your wedding.

Do you remember?

Has he aged a day in 30 years?

Okay, come on. We gotta go. Enough of this.

No! What happened to Mom isn't what you think.

Talk to this guy,

get some closure,

and go home.

I can't just let you go.

Dad, what happened to you was horrible, and I'm sorry that it happened to you.

There were plenty of ways you could've dealt with it,

and you chose a really, really bad one, so you are not letting me go.

I am not yours. Okay?

I'm already gone, and you can't fix it.

I'm sorry.

I have to get back to my life.

Holy fuck.

Yeah.

That's fucked-up.

You are the blood

Yeah.

Flowing through my fingers…

I mean, your shit's fucked-up too.

My shit?

The fact that you were there, that you witnessed that.

I mean,

it's no wonder you turned him into a monster.

So you believe in it, the curse thing?

Hi, Rachel.

I'm always gonna love you.

Yeah.

I do.

You are electricity

And you're light

You are sound itself

And you are flight