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For centuries, men have bled rivers
and burned kingdoms to the ground for a cursed lamp.
They call it magical, divine, a gift from the gods.
Three wishes, just three. But they never see the truth.
Never hear the screams buried beneath each wish.
Every wish carved in greed.
Every war lit by envy.
Empires rose with trembling hands,
and crumbled beneath the weight
of what they thought they wanted.
Blood spilled in the name of wistfulness,
of dreams too frail to hold the weight of reality.
I watched kings go mad from power they begged for,
lovers twist devotion into daggers,
brothers slit throats for promises that never came.
I have seen miracles granted,
and souls shattered in return,
for this lamp does not create joy.
It exposes it. It corrupts it.
And now, it sits in new hands.
Yours, warm, waiting.
So tell me, what could you possibly wish for
that no one else has died trying to take?
Oh.
Man.
Yeah? It looks nice.
It's big.
Well, yeah, it's big.
I mean, you could look at it as a bunch of small spaces
put together in one.
What? Just trying to be helpful, Jesus Christ.
Okay, okay. Look, it's just three days, right?
Yeah, just three days.
We'll be outta here first thing Monday morning. Okay?
It'll be like none of this ever happened. All right?
Look, the doctor said in order to beat this thing,
you gotta face it head on.
You can't beat it by being afraid.
That was good. Did you get that gem on a fortune cookie?
Maybe.
Mmm. Just trying to help.
Besides, it's a positive truth, huh?
All right. So what you say, uh?
I'll grab the bags, meet you inside. Yeah?
All right. Door should be open, go.
I got it.
Go. Keep walking.
I'm serious, I'll be there. Go.
Three days.
Three fuckin' days.
Everything okay?
Oh, shit, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
Too late for that.
Well, what're you doing?
I um,
was looking at the woods.
Looking at the woods?
Yeah.
You see anything interesting out there?
Uh, no. Not, not really.
No? Hmm.
There's a lotta wildlife in those woods.
Yeah.
I reckon we'll see uh, deer, bears,
lions, tigers, oh my. - Okay, okay, all right.
You're not helping. In fact, you're making it worse.
Sorry.
Hey, why don't we go pick out a room
before the other ones get here, huh?
Early bird gets his worm.
Come on.
Baby, come on.
No, that's all good, man. Yeah, just take your time.
We'll see you in the morning.
Oh, yeah. Oh, the place is awesome.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Wait till you see it.
Okay.
Okay. Well, we'll see you soon.
Be careful.
All right. Bye.
Who's that?
That was Derrick.
Something came up at the firm.
Mel doesn't wanna drive up alone.
He doesn't wanna make her wait.
They'll be here in the morning.
Okay.
Hey, I left your bag up on the bed here
if you wanna unpack.
And any of those drawers are yours, you can have 'em.
Gosh.
Honey? Rachel.
What are you doing? What is that?
Um, what is this?
I don't know.
I mean, it looks like one of those lamps that you rub
and a genie comes out, right?
Right. I, no, I get that.
I just, I mean, what is it doing in here?
I don't know what it's doing there.
Hmm. Looks kinda cool.
Looks very antiquey.
Antiquey?
You, you like stuff like that.
Strange.
What? You want me to call the owners?
Let 'em know maybe somebody left it behind
when they were checking out?
Maybe.
What?
Um, no, nothing, I...
Who cares, right? It's just a lamp.
Yeah, it's a lamp. Who cares?
I'm gonna unpack, okay?
Well, it wasn't just that it smelled, I mean,
it was a burrito and an even bolder decision.
Oh, god, now he's gonna make himself out to be
some kind of martyr.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm not.
It's just, it, it was like one of those places
that sold boiling peanuts, windshield wipers,
and probably meth.
No, definitely meth.
Definitely meth.
I mean, the attendant handed me a key
tied to a cinder block.
A cinder block.
Like, like, like I was gonna break into Alcatraz,
just to take a fucking dump.
Derrick.
What? He asked, he obviously wants to hear the story.
No, no, I do. I wanna, please continue, please.
Okay, anyway. Thank you.
Um, rusted knife, flickering light,
I mean, somebody definitely died in there once.
Probably twice.
The toilet, I mean, it looked like it witnessed crimes.
Seat was cracked, floor was sticky,
and the graffiti on the wall said shit like,
"Even Satan wouldn't shit here."
Get the fuck outta here. Are you serious?
- Yeah. - Ha ha!
Oh, yeah.
Anyway, I hovered, I sweat, I said a prayer.
And just when I thought I was in the clear,
the door flung open.
What?
Mm-hmm. Forgot to latch it.
- What? - Yep.
I met a trucker named Gene E.
Gene E.?
Yeah. He uh... Two words?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Me and him made soul-shattering eye contact.
Both screamed.
I don't think either of us will ever love again.
But hey, that burrito though, huh?
Oh fuck, dude. It was totally worth it.
All right, corner pocket right there.
Hey. There she is.
Ah, somebody slept in.
Yeah, I didn't even realize I slept in.
Well, that's okay. It's the the first night, new place.
Right? Babe, you want a beer?
Uh, no, thanks.
Oh, please drink with me.
I cannot suffer through these two idiots on my own.
Oh.
Maybe later.
So how do you like the, the cabin?
It's, it's nice.
I wasn't sure with um, uh, the, the condition?
Oh, um, well, we're working on it.
The, the doctor said that uh,
the weekend would be good for her, you know,
that she needed to face her fears kinda thing.
Yeah. Right.
Well, I'm gonna grab our bags from the car.
Okay.
You wanna show Mel to our den of love for the weekend?
Ew, gross.
Come on. You're helping.
- Oh, I am? - Yeah.
Guess I am.
Baby, I need a new beer.
- Okay. - 'Kay.
Let's go, burrito boy.
- Okay, show me the digs. - All right.
Show me what's up.
Ugh, feel better.
Um, so, obviously this is us,
but the one in the back is just as big.
What the heck is this?
Um, nothing, it's just a, a lamp that was here uh,
last night when we got in.
Whoa... It's weird, right?
It's beautiful.
It's like, you know, this is like,
one of those old basement finds
that's worth like a zillion dollars on that one show.
Uh, maybe. I don't know.
Huh. So it was just here when you arrived?
Yep, just there in the drawer.
Huh. Wonder if it grants wishes.
You know, like from the stories, you rub it, you get a wish.
Yeah. I, I know the stories, um
Just messing with you.
Hey babe. Babe!
Hey. Oh, there you are.
- Hey. - Hey.
They have a huge jacuzzi. You in?
Right now?
Hell yeah, right now.
What's that?
Uh, nothing, it's just a lamp that was here
when Jake and I got in.
Looks like one of those magic rub things.
A magic rub thing? This is a magic lamp.
Grants you wishes. Ring a bell?
Yeah, okay. Uh, that's what I said, so.
Anyway, rub that shit out and let's get in the hot tub.
Okay.
Uh, you're not really gonna rub it, are you?
Why not?
Because that's a myth.
Okay, if it's a myth then, no harm in trying, right?
- For fun? - No, it's just, here
- Just for fun. Just for fun. - Please, Mel. Just
It's fine. It's fine.
I'll just wish for teeny tiny, small wish. No big deal.
Watch. Um, okay.
I wish for
a million dollars.
See, I'm still broke. Lamp doesn't work.
It's bikini time.
Hey. Did you hear that?
Uh-uh.
I'm confused. You said you found it?
Yeah, I heard a knock on the door and I opened it up
and this was on the porch.
Well, what do we do? Should we call someone?
Like who?
I don't know, the police?
And say what?
Hey, help uh, we found a big bag of cash.
I don't know, maybe someone lost it or something.
On the front porch in the middle of the night?
Yeah, I agree with Mel. We should call the police.
Yeah.
Have you tried counting it?
It's exactly a million dollars.
A million dollars?
To the cent. Freaking weird, right?
Oh, yeah. My two cents, we split it four ways.
You know, it's only fair.
How's that fair?
There's four of us. We found it together.
First of all, I found it.
I was there in spirit.
While you were passed out drunk?
Okay, you know what?
We're not, we're not keeping the money.
Honey.
We're not keeping it. Jake, this is wrong.
Okay, a bag of cash just lands on our porch
in the middle of the night.
You know, we don't know where it came from.
That alone doesn't scare the hell outta you?
Yeah, that, that really scares me.
Not really.
Okay, you know, it should, Derrick.
I'm calling the police.
All right. All right, let me go get my phone.
But I fuckin' hate it.
You don't think it was the
No, because that's impossible.
Right. Right.
This is just a coincidence.
Okay, it's a coincidence.
Totally, it's just a coincidence.
Okay. Yep.
You doing okay?
Yeah, I think so.
Is it the, meg, megal
- Megalophobia? - Yeah.
No. I mean, yeah, that's, that's always there.
But uh, no, I was just uh,
I was wondering if we should tell the guys about the whole
wishing on the lamp thing.
I don't know, Derrick is still pretty mad
you wouldn't let them keep the money.
Okay.
I know, but he's always mad these days.
I'm not even surprised.
What do you mean?
Um, we've been trying to get pregnant.
Oh, geez.
Mel, I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Yeah, I painted the room yellow.
Hopeful, they say, neutral.
That room has been yellow for two years now.
Two years of vitamins and apps and thermometers,
and that damn clock that just keeps ticking louder
and louder and louder every single month.
It's like, do you know what it's like to hope
and to grieve every 28 days?
It's awful, sorry.
Thank you. People say to just relax.
You know, happen when you're not trying.
But, they don't see the stacks of negative tests
in my bathroom trash or the tears that I cry
'cause I don't want him to think he's failing me too.
And I've tried everything.
I've tried organic foods and no caffeine and acupuncture,
and I've prayed.
I've really, really prayed.
And every time I go in that room and it's empty,
I feel like I'm being punished for something
that I don't remember doing.
And I know I'd make a good mom. I know it.
I can feel it in my bones.
But maybe that's not enough.
Maybe wanting something with your whole entire heart
isn't a guarantee.
And, and maybe just some rooms stay yellow forever.
Wish I had the right words, you know? I'm sorry.
I, I wish that I was pregnant.
Jake, where the hell are you guys? Come on.
I called you like 10 times. Call me back.
They went to take the money to the police station.
They weren't happy about it either.
Okay.
What? What is it?
It's positive.
The lamp?
It worked.
- Oh my god. - It really worked.
This is incredible.
And we have to
Hey, Mel.
I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay.
Mel?
Oh, oh my god. Okay, okay.
Hey, hey. You all right?
What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong.
I don't know.
Is it your stomach? Are you, are you okay?
Okay. Okay.
Okay, hey, Mel.
No, no, no, no. Hold on.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
What? What?
Mel, you're bleed, you're bleeding.
- You're, you're bleeding, here. - What?
- Are you, okay? - What?
Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, it's a lot.
Oh my god. Okay, hey, hey, hey, you're okay.
You're all right.
You're, it's probably
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.
You're okay, you're okay.
Oh my god. Okay.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Just stay, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Wait, wait.
Okay.
Yes, yes, please, we need help
and we need an ambulance, please.
My friend's pregnant.
I don't know, she lost it, she just went down,
and she's bleeding.
Please. Please send somebody quick.
Tell me exactly what happened.
EMS said that she has a hemorrhage.
What?
She's bleeding from her...
Oh, Jesus Christ.
What, the doctors didn't think
to take her in to the hospital?
No, they did, and I tried, but she refused.
And I tried to call you, but uh...
Yeah, I know. Service sucks in this place.
Yeah, not to mention we had to drive 40 fuckin' miles
to the police station 'cause you wanted us
to give the money back.
Hey, hey, don't yell at me
just because you weren't here.
Well, it looks pretty fucking bad
when two assholes show up to a Oklahoma police station
with a duffle bag full of money!
- My fault? - All right, all right,
all right, all right, all right.
All right. Shut up.
Let's talk about this outside. Okay?
Hey, come on, dude.
Hey, buddy.
Rachel. What the fuck happened in there?
Rachel.
What happened in there?
The lamp.
What is she talking about? What lamp?
What the? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
The lamp in the bedroom?
The one that we found when we checked in? What about it?
Okay, look, Mel found the lamp
and rubbed it and jokingly wished for a million dollars.
Oh god.
Okay, but then it showed up.
And, we were inside on the stairs,
and she was telling me how she couldn't get pregnant.
And so she took the lamp and she wished for it.
And then the next thing I know,
she's showing me a pregnancy test and it's positive.
But then she's on the floor screaming in pain and bleeding.
And so, that's when I call the ambulance.
- I- - All right, Rachel
I know, I know it, I know it sounds crazy.
I know, but that's what happened. Okay?
This is, wait, wait, wait. She told you she was pregnant?
Yeah, she showed me the pregnancy test.
This is fucking insane.
You guys are fucking with me, right?
No, I...
I mean...
All right.
Where, where's the lamp?
Come on, let's just go find it.
Rachel, today.
All right.
So how does this thing work
if we wanna undo everything, huh?
I don't know.
What do you mean, you don't know?
I mean, I don't know. I don't make the rules on this.
Okay, sorry.
How 'bout if I just make a wish
for everything to go back the way it was
before Mel made the first wish.
But, she's pregnant.
Yeah, Derrick, but she's sick. Remember?
You have no idea what that baby would mean to her.
- Oh, Jesus. - To us.
At, at what cost?
You know, we don't know anything about this lamp.
Okay, hear me out.
We all agree, the third wish is to undo this mess. Right?
Right?
It's worth a shot.
Yeah.
All right.
I'll do it.
What, I just pick it up? Or what, what do I do?
Oh yeah, go for it.
Oh, shit.
Just gonna stare at it?
What? Hang on, man.
Gotta figure this shit out.
Well?
So how long does it take before it works?
I don't know, um, last time it kinda just worked.
What the fuck was that?
Mel?
Well, it just came out.
What? What, what's wrong with it?
Wrong with it? Nothing's wrong with it.
It's our child.
Mel, babe, maybe we should get you to see a doctor.
You know, check the both of you out.
May your eyes forever see the shadows that watch you
even when you're alone.
And may your heartbeat echo loudest
just before they drag you into the dark.
Mel.
Derrick.
Hey, what's up?
What is it?
Is she all right?
Hey.
Derrick?
Hey, buddy. Hey, what the hell was that back there, man?
What's wrong?
That isn't Mel. And that's not my fuckin' baby!
What? What?
It all has to go back to the way it was before,
before the magic, before Mel, the money.
It, it has to go back.
Okay. What do you mean by that's not Mel back there, man?
Talk to me, buddy.
I know my fucking wife, Jake.
Okay.
And that, that wasn't her.
Don't fuck with me!
Wait, would you relax? Listen to me, man.
Just, just tell me what you saw. All right?
Hang in there, man. What do you mean that's not your baby?
What?
We'll burn it.
What? Wait.
In the fire.
I...
We're gonna burn what in the fire?
Oh goddammit. Just stay with Mel, please, stay with Mel.
Hey, buddy. Come here, man.
What the fuck?
Sh, stop it. No, no.
Hey, Mel.
Mel, you're my best friend. Talk to me, please.
You've never had a friend like me.
Hey, man. Hey, hey bro.
Take it easy. Hey, take it easy.
Bro, hey. Relax.
Jesus Christ, what the fuck is wrong with you?
It isn't a baby.
What the fuck does that mean? "It isn't a baby."
What? What did you see?
We have to destroy the lamp.
Okay, hang on, okay. Time out.
Hey, listen to me. Listen to me.
Let's think about this shit, okay? All right.
What if to undo all this fuckin' shit
is through that lamp, right?
Because if we, if we destroy it, we don't change anything.
- Right? - Okay.
Think about it. Right? Okay.
So if the lamp got us in this mess in the first place,
maybe it'll get us out of it, huh?
Let's just think about it.
Okay.
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay. Thank God.
Yeah.
So, how do we do that?
That's a damn good question.
I don't know, man.
I guess I'll get my laptop and do a little research,
see where this thing came from, right?
Fine.
- All right? - That works. Yeah.
You're fuckin' scaring me, homeboy.
- Sorry. - Fuck.
Take a shit in my pants, man, just fuckin' doing this. Huh.
All right.
Well, it says, "There was a kingdom hidden"
beneath the shifting dunes of the Shitari called Artishar,
the city of flame and silence.
At its heart stood a temple carved into a mountain
of black glass where fire priest worshiped Zarquin,
the spirit of boundless desire.
The priest discovered that by binding a soul to flame,
they could harness the raw power of witchcraft.
But the ritual demanded the willing sacrifice
of a pure heart, someone untouched by greed,
vengeance, or fear.
Enter Aladdin, a young boy orphaned in the great sand wars.
He was kind, curious, and known for helping strangers
despite his own hunger.
The priests sing his soul's purity, promise, and peace,
and purpose, and return for one final act,
to become the first wish bearer.
"Aladdin agreed and a ritual succeeded."
Succeed how?
Uh, "The soul, now fire incarnate",
could grant any three wishes.
But the magic was so volatile
it threatened to consume the whole world.
To protect it, the priests sealed Aladdin's essence
in a brass lamp forged from meteorite
and cooled in the tears of a morning goddess.
The lamp was hidden beneath the temple,
"guarded by shifting labyrinths and sound-bound curses."
Okay, so how do we reverse the wishes?
I mean, it doesn't say.
Fuck this. I'm checking on Mel.
But you made the third wish.
But it says, "The lamp doesn't judge.
And the intentions of the wisher determine
whether their desires bloom or backfire.
Because magic, like fire, only reveals who we truly are."
I don't understand why it didn't work like last time.
That's what I'm trying to figure out,
but it doesn't fuckin' say it in there.
I mean, maybe we need to look somewhere else.
Hey.
Mel, what is it?
Are you okay?
Mm-hmm. Everything's okay.
Everything is exactly as it should be now.
Babe, what're you saying?
Don't move. This won't hurt at all if you don't move.
Mel.
It's okay.
Fuck.
Well, forgetting everything else, which we can't,
why would the, the lamp be here for us to find?
Maybe whoever had it last left it here.
Yeah, but why?
Well, I mean, it's definitely a dangerous burden.
So um, maybe whoever had it left it
so what's happening right now didn't happen to them.
Hm. Hm.
When Derrick said that Mel was acting out of the ordinary
and that the baby wasn't his, I mean, what's up with that?
What does that mean?
Pure heart.
What?
From your story.
Um, "Someone untouched by vengeance, greed, or fear."
What's more pure than a newborn baby?
So this Aladdin character was in the lamp?
Yeah.
Two wishes, already done.
Yeah.
They both came true.
I made a wish for everything to go back to normal,
and nothing happens.
What's up with that?
I mean, "The intentions of the wisher"
determine whether their desires bloom or backfire.
"Because magic like fire only reveals who we truly are."
That's what you read, right?
So the wisher has to express all those things.
So what are you trying to say,
that I'm shady or something?
No um, I'm saying that
maybe you need to come clean about something
in order for the wish to come true.
Come clean about what?
I don't know,
uh, but I do know that with my condition,
Aladdin would see me as someone who's full of fear,
which I am.
I mean, there's nothing.
Hey, Jake,
whatever it is, I can handle it.
Come on, for our friends.
I was gonna leave you,
after the weekend.
I mean, it's just like, you know, every day,
pack that same bag over and over,
think I'm finally gonna leave out that door.
But I don't.
In fact, I'm a, I just sit there on the edge of the bed
and stare at that doorknob,
like it is some final exam I haven't even studied for.
I mean, it's not that I don't wanna go, I do,
I have for months.
It's just, you know, when you build your life
around somebody, you know it's, leaving,
it's like ripping your skin off.
But I don't know who I am without us.
And maybe that's the scariest part.
You know, not, not, not the leaving, but the after.
The after?
There's the guilt, that is heavy.
I mean, it's just like, you know,
every step towards the door,
I feel like I'm just crushing someone else's chest and,
and it's the thought of looking at your face,
knowing that I'm gone.
I mean, you know, the confusion, the hurt,
and that I, I hate that I'm the one
that put that look there.
I know, you didn't ask for this. You didn't break anything.
It's me.
It was your condition that broke me,
somewhere along the way.
And now, I'm trying to fix my life without shattering you.
So how do you leave someone kindly?
How do I walk away without feeling I'm the bad guy?
You don't. You just go.
And I hate you for it.
I'm sorry that my chemical imbalance
is too much for you to handle.
But the fear of big objects, I mean,
I didn't even know that that was a thing.
Remember the basketball game?
We had to turn around and go back home.
Those tickets were a birthday present.
I missed half the game because we were sitting in traffic
because you were having a panic attack.
Oh god, poor you. Poor you.
Yeah, maybe. Maybe poor me for a change.
What the fuck is that?
What the hell?
Ah, just great. Huh.
What?
Both the cars are missing, both of 'em.
Well, maybe Mel and Derrick left.
I mean, that's fine. But ours is missing too.
Explain that one.
I'm gonna check what's up, man.
Fuckin' bullshit.
Oh, shit!
What the?
Oh, buddy.
What the fuck happened?
Oh, shit!
Where is it? Where's the fuckin' lamp, Rachel?
Find it, Rachel. Where the fuck is the lamp?
Huh?
I don't know.
You don't know?
It, it was here. I don't know.
What? Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Where's fuckin' Mel?
Um, maybe she took the cars.
Look, look, we need to get the hell outta here.
Not until I make that third wish.
Looking for something?
Mel, what the hell did you do to him?
A sacrifice. Well, two of them, really?
You killed Derrick?
Uh-huh. And the baby.
Why?
Because the master asked me to.
The master?
The wish bearer.
Aladdin.
Mel, put the fuckin' knife down.
Give me the lamp. Huh?
This needs to end right now.
Please hurry. Derrick's fuckin' dead.
"Mel, put the fuckin' knife down."
It's too late for that.
The wish bearer is coming back to make the third wish
and when he does, everyone will know his wrath.
All I have to do is wish for him to be free.
Mel, please.
This curse was cast as fire and brimstone.
It came in whispers. Choices made, pain.
Things that were buried that were supposed to stay buried.
But curses, the real ones, they're born from guilt.
Truth twisted just enough to rot.
Mel, give me the lamp.
You? Why you?
Because I'm tired.
Lifting a curse demands a sacrifice.
And I used to think that met with blood,
but now I know it's about facing it,
owning it, all of it.
Every broken promise, every lie.
Every night I pretended that I wasn't the father.
Just let the curse end with me. Okay?
And not some poor soul that comes stumbling across
that fuckin' lamp.
Let me set Aladdin free.
Wish for the wish bearer to be free.
The lamp. Get the lamp.
I wish that none of this had ever happened.
Man.
Yeah. It looks nice.
Right?
Oh um, I say, it's big.
I mean, yeah, it's big.
I mean it's 400 a night.
Huh.
Then you asked me about the condition.
What condition?
What're you talking about, Rachel?
What condition?
Um, I, nothing, sorry.
Sorry, forget it. I
Yeah, I say we go and get a room real quick
before the others get here, right?
Is that good?
What the
Hey, there they are.
What took you guys so long?
Man, I thought we were doing great timing.
I thought for sure we would beat you two here.
Afraid not.
Let me guess, you got the best room.
Afraid so.
But hey, come, come in.
It's, it's, the place is amazing.
- Come in. - You'll definitely
be comfortable.
Come on, check it out.
You see this, babe?
Babe, what is the matter?
I've done this before.
It... What?
It, it was different. I...
What do you mean, "We've done this before."
We've never been here before. This is our first time here.
- It is? - What are you talking about?
Honey.
Um, hey, why don't you go inside
and I'll be there in a minute.
You sure?
Yeah.
Okay.
So you wanna know we're really late?
Why?
Well, I had to stop at this one stand
that sold bean burritos.
Oh, god.
Right? See where I'm going with this?
I think so.
Well, fast forward an hour down the road, right?
Had to stop over this dumpy gas station.
Same place, you know, that sells boiled peanuts,
windshield wipers, possibly meth, right?
Definitely meth.
Anyways, it had the rusted handle, flickering lights.
I mean, I mean, the whole place looked like it
witnessed a crime or two in there, you know?
Fuckin' toilet looked like, I mean,
it'd definitely seen some crime there, right?
Had the cracked seat, sticky freaking floors.
There, there was even uh, uh, uh graffiti on the wall
that said, "Even Satan wouldn't even shit here."
You know what, um, I'm gonna, I'm gonna go lay down.
Okay, um, yeah. Do you, are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I um, I think that I'm just a little tired
from the drive and so um
- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, sure.
Go ahead. We'll, we'll be here when you get up.
Okay.
Anyway, so, burrito thing, it was spankin' me
right in the back of the back door, man.
I'm like hovering over the toilet, sweating,
saying a prayer like, dear God, let it come out
all at once.
Looking for something?
Oh, just having a look around.
Oh. In there?
Yeah, um, there's nothing.
Mm-hmm.
So the, the baby?
What about him?
He requires a replacement.
Who?
The wish bearer.
He needs someone to take his place.
Take his place where?
Inside the lamp, of course.
Mel. Mel, please.
I don't, I don't know what this is.
Yeah, you do.
Why don't we talk about it in the living room? Okay?
Come on.
Come on.
Rachel.
Jake?
What's going on?
We lifted the curse.
We did.
But you just don't lift the curse, that's not how it works.
Curses are woven, thread by thread, word by word.
Every lie, every wound, every selfish act,
it all nests together.
A witch says a few creepy words, something goes poof,
you grow a tail, you turn into a frog.
But the real ones, the ones we make ourselves,
they're slower.
They don't strike like lightning.
They settle in quietly, deeply.
You fix it by going back,
and not with a lamp or magic, but with truth, with humility.
You face the people you've wronged. You face yourself.
You pick up the mess you made, even if it takes a lifetime.
Because the one thing they don't tell you
is the curse doesn't break
whenever everything goes back to normal.
The curse breaks when you change
and you stop passing it down.
But if we keep going, stitch by stitch, tear by tear,
we're all weaving the damage.
Maybe if we keep going, it could be replaced
by something more powerful, something whole.
A whole new world.
But I didn't do anything wrong.
The sacrifice, you're the only one that didn't suffer.
Exactly. We all put it in there by now.
Hell, we have a new one to offer.
To Aladdin?
The wish bearer, it's us.
Can't you see?
Three wishes, three friends.
But I, you wished for this all to end. I was there.
I, I watched you wish for it to go back
to the way it was before.
Oh, it's too late for that, Rachel.
I already made the third wish,
before you stabbed me in the back, literally.
I wish for you to be free.
So, now to fulfill Aladdin's prophecy,
we must replace his soul with another,
yours.
You're gonna, you're gonna try to put me in the lamp?
We aren't gonna try, we will.
And that's where you'll stay until someone else finds it
and is granted three new wishes.
If they find it.
You see, in order for a curse to end,
to be whole, we'll destroy it after you're inside.
So what happens to me then?
You'll be lost forever.
The same fate that was bestowed upon Aladdin
many centuries ago.
We need to start the ritual.
- Yeah, we're wasting time. - Jake, please.
Let's get on with it.
Jake, Jake.
Take her outside. Bring the lamp.
No, no. Jake, Jake, Jake.
Stop struggling.
Jake, please.
Okay, what page number is it again?
Oh, Jesus Christ.
How the hell do you lose the page number?
I don't know. It's not like it's bookmarked or anything.
Just saying, it's a pretty important piece of information,
you'd think to jot the page number down.
With what?
I don't know. A pencil, a sharpie, it doesn't matter.
Okay, if you could do a better job, you fuckin' do it.
I will. Least I'll know what fuckin' page to turn to.
Ha, ha.
What page number was it?
Oh my god!
Just give me the damn book, okay?
I'll find it.
All right.
Ah, right here. Page 142.
In case you guys are keeping score, hm?
Says we need a blade.
Says you take three drops of her blood,
and you pour it directly into the lamp.
Okay?
Do we have a knife?
Are you serious? That was my job too?
I take her out of the room, I'm in charge of the book,
I'm in charge of the knife.
Can someone else do something?
All right. Forget it.
- I'll do it. - Good.
Jake. Jake please, please.
Technically, Jake and these two are dead,
so save your breath.
This'll be over in no time.
Got it.
- Okay. - Good job.
All right, so it says you get her right palm
and you cut along the lines.
You wanna go do that right now?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Go ahead.
No, no. No, no.
All right, now what?
Three drops of blood.
When you got it, pour it into the lamp.
How the hell do I do three drops of blood?
Just take her hand, pour the drops into the lamp.
Are you gonna be like this forever?
- Like what, exactly? - Like a child.
Okay, we are children. Do you remember that?
Orphaned during the sand wars. Ring a bell?
Would you just get it done? Just get it done.
- Yeah, okay? - Just get it done.
Where the hell is she?
The lamp. The lamp.
Find her. Find her now.
Okay. Okay.
Guess I'll find her too, shit.
Rachel?
Rachel?
Come out.
Come on, we're friends. Right?
Not gonna hurt ya.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
Rachel.
You're being difficult.
This is how it needs to be, Rachel.
Rachel!
Rachel?
I'm not gonna hurt ya.
Rachel?
Rachel, is that you?
Come on, let's talk about this.
I can help you, you know.
Us girls, we gotta stick together.
Why don't we work out some kinda deal?
Could trade you with one of the boys?
Rachel, where are you?
I'm right here, bitch.
Rachel.
I know.
Mel, Derrick.
I know what you're thinking.
Really?
Because somehow I doubt that.
You don't understand.
This is not my idea.
Aladdin is making me do all this.
Yeah?
It's not what I wanted.
Take the knife.
Kill yourself.
End it.
That's what I thought.
You know, you once told me some bullshit story.
Maybe you don't remember now, right?
'Cause you're somebody else.
But the real Jake,
the real Jake once asked me how you leave someone kindly.
How you walk away and not feel like the bad guy.
That was the scariest part.
Not leaving,
the after.
What after?
Rachel, baby, it's me, Jake.
Do you trust me?
Yes.
Rachel.
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