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Thank you.

Leeloo? Leeloo?

Baby, are you okay?

Leeloo?

Have a good time.

I don't know when it would be a good time.

Not now.

Come on, sweetie.

I know you.

Yeah.

I know you.

That's you.

Behind every man now alive, stand 30, go.

For that is the ratio by which the dead outnumber the living.

That was true 50 years ago when he wrote it.

Our numbers have swelled as such that there are now but 10 ghosts haunting

of us.

Most of which have long since been forgotten.

I love this woman.

She knows me better than I know myself.

I have my regrets.

I wish I could relive.

This city is sterile.

Empty.

Filled with shadows.

It breathes sound.

A pulsing, pounding rhythm.

The earth is a monstrous beast, clad in concrete armor.

Its inhabitants, parasites, infesting its surface.

And here I stand, hermetically sealed in this glass box, silently

suffocating.

If Einstein said that, and I don't think that he did.

He didn't. But if he did, that's not what he meant.

What Einstein meant was that people are stupid.

The idea that we only use 10 % of our brain is a myth, and that's been proven

time and time again in the lab.

It was the self -help gurus who perpetuated this myth by selling people

potential.

You're not that bright now, but think about how smart you'd be if you bought

product. And then your new age spiritualist jumped on that bandwagon to

people on the idea that the other 90 % of their brain was used for psychic

activity like astral travel, seeing ghosts, visions, that stuff.

Einstein was frustrated with people's stupidity. And one thing he did say is

that the difference between genius and stupidity is genius has its limits.

Stupidity knows no bounds. Exactly.

Einstein was making a comment on the unwillingness of people to think for

themselves.

The irony is that people took that as truth.

instead of thinking for themselves.

Yeah, but that's not what I'm saying.

I'm just, I'm worried about Leeloo, the damages it could cause to her.

To what, her brain?

To her psyche.

It doesn't help that we're on the run.

Wouldn't it be best to keep things as close to normal as possible?

No. No, we discussed this. There is no normal, not anymore.

No phone, no internet, nothing traceable.

If you try and contact anyone, we could be found.

Honey, breakfast is ready.

The important thing is that we're safe.

Morning, sweetheart.

You like your new room?

Did you sleep okay?

Sit down for breakfast.

There's a problem with your AC?

Yeah.

Are you here on holidays?

I'm Frank.

Michael. Michael.

Yeah. Conrad's are never here. They're always renting the place out.

Interesting tasting, aren't they?

You here with the family?

I'm the caretaker here, so...

If you need anything, you can contact me directly.

It's on the card.

I've got fingers in a lot of pies.

Use that one card for everything.

Let's take a look at this, shall we?

You here for long?

How secure is this building?

It's pretty tight.

It's not your unit.

All looks fine.

Might be the central air.

I'll have to check it out.

Ever been any break -ins up here?

No, no, no, no.

Which place are you trying to get into?

It's not really possible.

I mean, even if you did get in, you can't get to the upper floors or into

the rooms.

And if you tried, you'd get caught on tape.

There was this one guy.

Ex -boyfriend tried to break into the apartment next door.

He tailed someone in and got stuck in the stairwell.

Eventually he had to make his way out the bottom.

Crazy thing is, later on they made up.

She had him back in.

And when she did, he killed her.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Nothing we could do to prevent it.

You know, once you're in, you're in.

So who has access to the keys?

Every tenant's got a swipe of the key, so they've got access to the entrance,

elevator access to the public areas and their level of residence.

But no one has access to this apartment except us.

No one but you.

You're the only ones with a key.

But you have key to all the rooms. In case of an emergency, yes.

I've got a spare.

Look, if you've got any issues, give me a call, alright?

So, are we talking?

Are you talking?

You talking to me?

You talking to me?

You talking to me?

There's no one else here.

You must be talking to me.

No?

Nothing?

Mom, I can't.

What, baby?

I can't tell the truth.

Honey, you can lie to me, but only if you tell me what I want to hear.

Just throw it out, honey.

Leeloo?

What are

you

doing in here?

I know this is hard on you.

It's hard on mommy and me as well.

I may not be able to change this situation, but I'm a

pretty good listener.

You can talk to me, you know that, right?

Look what I found.

Do you want to come out and draw together?

Do you want me to leave them here for you?

It's okay, baby.

I'm not a baby.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Mom wouldn't like my drawing.

Don't be too hard on your mom, okay?

Or you'd... It's not a healthy way

to treat a psychological condition.

Do we really know that? I mean, normal's relative, right?

In many cultures, people hear voices and see things that we can't explain.

Neither can they. But they do.

Not by our beliefs, but by their own.

Look, the Misai people of Kenya, for example.

They interpret voices as that of ghosts or God or

guardian spirits.

They don't take drugs.

They live with the voices.

They befriend them.

And their beliefs protect them.

Yeah.

It's easy to think that belief in the supernatural protects us.

I mean, most of the world thinks the things they don't understand, the things

that they fear, are being governed by a god of some sort.

Kip, the Maasai people, they believe that they're talking to a guardian.

That may make them feel better about it.

It doesn't make it true.

Ghosts and gods are not here to protect us.

We invented them to explain our psychosis.

There's not much in here, hon.

Okay, take out.

Sorry for the dead air. We just had to get away.

So where might that be?

I'm sorry, soldier. You don't have the clearance.

Top secret?

Is this the time to please flag it?

Well, while you've been away on your mission, I've always been asking

here. I don't trust the police. I don't know how they handled it.

They're not helping.

They can't keep us safe.

Safe? From who?

What really happened?

Babe, if I wanted an inquisition, I'd have called the Pope.

Her mom.

Maybe I should have. I feel like I'm 12 and I just want to stroke my hair and

tell me everything is going to be okay.

When did she ever do that? I know, right?

You need to talk to someone.

I called you, didn't I?

Is Michael there?

No, he's out. And I know what you're thinking, but we made this decision

together.

We made the decision for our family.

She is, but I worry for her.

She's in shock.

She needs time.

She needs time. She needs time with her favorite, best aunt.

I know what's best for my...

Whoa.

It's okay. It's okay. It's just a dream. It's okay. It's a dream. It's a dream.

You're awake now. Let it go. Let it go.

That's it.

You can forget it. It's okay. It's okay. You can forget it. How do you want

that? You like that, don't you?

You prefer me easy with those three.

It's just a nightmare for which I'm trying to wake you.

It's all my fault.

It's my fault.

I should have been there for her.

One child died, the other to live.

Is it natural for me to despise you?

God!

Don't you handle me, you asshole!

I'm not your patient!

You're not a real psychiatrist.

not do.

Those who don't, they preach.

That's what you do, don't you?

Preach, preach, preach, preach.

Singing a praise of your intellect.

Does mommy know?

That wife is angry?

Know what, sweetheart?

My secret.

The things I've been.

I can't explain.

Monsters.

In your dreams.

It's just your imagination, Layla.

You know who has control of your imagination?

You do.

So the next time those monsters come for you, you know you have the power to

stop them.

Please don't tell Mommy my secret.

Your secret's safe with me, sweetheart.

I just don't know.

I just want to kick the edge off.

Just say it.

Come on, I can see you're about to burst.

This is not my opinion.

That'd be a time to tell me anyway.

You know, Libra.

You know, you'll feel so much better. You're someone with your tradition.

There you go. That's more of that calm that makes you feel better.

Both PT missiles guaranteed to kill the bugs.

What's the bug?

Nothing, honey. Just something your father killed.

Oh, honey, no, Mommy's just being silly.

Hey, you know what night it is tonight?

Halloween?

Want to do something fun?

Yes. No trick -or -treating.

Little Leela's stronger than you know.

No living department.

Now who's killing the bug?

You want to be a zombie?

Yes. All right. Come here.

Put your arms down by your side.

Now I'm going to hold him and you push. Push outwards like you want to reach the

sky. Push.

Push as hard as you can for as long as you can. Come on.

Can you feel it?

Yeah.

What happened to my little girl?

The girl I loved is no longer in there.

Okay.

I can't push anymore.

Okay, relax.

She's in line with a zombie.

It's cool.

But it isn't scary.

I think you're a big girl now, do you?

I'm a woman.

Not yet, sweetheart.

Please.

Not yet. Give me a few more years.

Yeah?

Alright, you want something scary?

Something terrifying?

If you're ready, I'll show you Caputo's illusion.

Caputo.

Okay, I want you to stare deep into your eyes and behold the terrifying demons

that will arise from the depths.

To possess your soul.

What now?

It disappeared.

It's okay, sweetheart.

It's just an illusion.

That's called the Troxler Effect.

When you stare at something that doesn't change, your mind eventually ignores it

and appears to disappear altogether.

Your mind is a slippery beast, my dear.

Things have seemed so real often.

Why, not at all.

It's okay, little.

You're safe with me.

Try it again.

Are you thrilled as that?

I'm sorry to tell you that we only have a few minutes.

It's what seems to be the trouble. The trouble?

Sorry, what?

It can be terribly disorienting.

I'm afraid you've died.

Sure. They all appear to everyone as themselves.

A bit easy with a familiar face.

Save time.

There's never enough time.

You know how it is.

Five minutes per patient.

Aren't you on the present?

Oh, it's pretty, yeah. There's a lot of people to see and very little time to

address their issues.

And we've only got five minutes.

Oh, three, actually. I'm running a little late.

Oh, yeah.

I should call you God.

Well, look, I know you don't actually believe in a God, but perhaps it might

better if you regard me as the manifestation of consciousness within a

space -time continuum.

God's fine.

Fine.

So what are you?

You'd be surprised how many people want to know about me and how few want to

know about themselves.

How did I die?

Well, you don't have much time. I just

lost my life and now I'm running out of time in the afterlife.

I thought heaven was supposed to last an eternity.

Well, that would be hell.

I regret my inattention, not paying enough attention to my patients, to my

children, to my wife, to myself.

That's what this is. Time to yourself.

That's heaven.

What else is there but a fleeting moment of awareness?

What else can we do with our lives than appreciate our time?

Well, thank you for your time.

And that's all we have.

Time, is it?

Had a nightmare last night.

Felt trapped, entombed, in a dream. Couldn't wake.

What did you dream?

Nothing.

There's nothing I can recall.

Are you sure?

I don't know.

I'm so tired.

That blink and time just disappears.

My cross sleeps.

Time passes.

I don't feel ratted at all. Last night you had dreams.

Last night you had dreams.

What are you trying to say, Marion?

And the desert creatures shall meet with the wolves.

The wild goat shall cry to its kind.

Yes, Lilith.

shall settle there and shall find herself a resting place.

I heard those words.

You spoke them.

What?

Isaiah 34, 14.

I looked it up. I was quoting the Bible.

I don't know what you heard,

but it wasn't me.

It wasn't you, but it came from your mouth.

And I'm just going to help again one at a time.

What are you hiding?

I am on it with you.

I mean, what's that behind your back?

Just some drawings.

Lilo?

common for children who have gone through a traumatic experience.

How it looks to me?

Since you're the expert, tell me, how does it look to you?

Sorry.

I didn't mean for it to sound that way.

How did you mean for it to sound that way?

I can't take this shit any longer.

You can't take his shit any longer?

I don't know what's going on with him. Back it up, honey. Start from the start.

Before this Orwellian nightmare, I had a life, a beautiful life.

You had the perfect life. You were the perfect wife with your perfect husband

and your two insanely angelic girls.

And something happened. Something happened?

Let's call it what it is.

It's not something. It's the fucking murder of my child.

We had to go.

They suspected us. They thought you killed her.

They needed someone to blame when I was an easy target.

Mentally unstable mother kills her own.

They're demonizing me in the press.

But why run?

We didn't. We were chased out. Chased by who?

It's just you.

It's just you?

What do you have to say?

I don't know.

I need to change this.

And I'm not walking.

I just... I can't track myself right now.

R2.

Thank you.

Lilou, coming out for breakfast?

Where have you been hiding?

I know what you'd like. Bon perdu.

Non? Oui?

If you don't want it, you need to tell me.

What's up?

Is your voice hiding too? I can't hear you.

I said no.

What's that?

No. I can't hear you.

No.

There's you.

There's my girl.

Puts a little pink in those pretty cheeks of yours, doesn't it?

I haven't seen you for so long. It feels like forever.

Have you been on an adventure?

Yes. Where'd you go?

I was just playing.

What were you playing?

I was playing with my doll.

But she tried to take her.

She's mine.

No sharing.

It's mine.

Who tried to take her?

Nina. Don't. Don't play these games.

Not now, Nina.

What happened that night?

Was there a man there?

Tell me, who was it?

Does Daddy know about this?

Don't want to talk about Michael.

Hey, babe.

Hey to you.

What have you been doing?

Nothing much.

Is everything okay?

Don't worry too much, honey. Sometimes my resting bitch face just means I'm

resting. Seriously.

You tell me.

What?

What's going on?

Is Leeloo okay?

She's in her room.

Don't worry. She's keeping her little pact.

Pact?

Did you think I didn't know?

What exactly do girls gossip about in your little sewing circle?

You're up to something.

Where have you been?

They'll keep us safe.

Daddy?

Yes sweetheart?

Hey, Frank.

We need to talk.

Yeah.

I was just going to check in on you.

I saw you the other night.

I saw you the other night?

Yeah.

You okay?

Why are you so interested?

Hey, man, I was just a little concerned.

Well, concern yourself with something else.

Excuse me? I said leave my family alone.

What's your name?

Frank.

You're the maintenance guy, right? Yeah.

Yeah. I heard you're working next door.

Oh.

Yeah. Look, my husband is under a lot of stress right now. Yeah, well, we're all

under a lot of stress, lady.

We lost one of our daughters.

Nicole?

She's not coming back.

I'm really sorry.

Just, uh... Just let this slide, okay?

Okay.

Hey, it's pretty crazy.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Thanks.

You sure?

Sorry you got hurt.

How was that man fighting you?

That must have been so scary for you.

I'll protect you from him.

I'm not scared of him.

Au clair de la lune, les objets sont bleus.

Plaignons leur fortune de ce malheureux.

La Saphie est morte, ce n 'est pas un jeu.

A colonial veneer has shrink -wrapped our world.

Rows of high -rise apartments and hundreds of families filed in drawers.

This city is sterile, empty, and filled with multiple shadows.

It breathes sound, a pulsing, pounding rhythm.

The earth is a monstrous beast clad in concrete armor.

Its inhabitants are parasites infesting its surface.

And here I stand, hermetically sealed in this Glass box.

Suddenly suffocating.

Is everything okay?

I'm worried about Michael.

Really?

He's paranoid and erratic.

He's not been himself.

What do you mean? He's a paragon of reason.

He can be a dork, but he's a sweet dork. He's nothing if not rational.

I don't understand.

He's set up surveillance cameras all over the apartment.

He's probably watching us now.

Yeah, I can't trust him.

I think he's lying to me.

stable. I have my bestest to cope with my studies and my condition.

I need help.

I want to feel like I'm in

control of my life and your naivety and instability makes me feel like I've got

it together.

No, but it's not him.

He's not the man that I love.

Look, honey, this is tough.

It's really fucking tough.

But you still have a beautiful daughter and a loving husband.

Of course.

It's okay, honey.

You go to bed, okay?

I'll be in later.

I just want to go to your father.

Hmm?

I don't think you should be drinking that.

I'm worried about you.

You worry entirely too much.

I can't. It's okay.

I understand.

I can't make this work.

It's getting worse.

I was on the phone with Marie Eshin. I'm sorry.

I wish it was the truth.

But it's not.

It's not. Look at me.

You know deep down it's not.

Sweetheart, you're relaxing.

It's returned to you.

And I fear that it's in Lilo.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Get away from me. I need to get out of here.

Mary.

You haven't been taking your medication.

You can't lock her in here.

We're not your fucking prisoners.

Put it in your food.

We're going to calm down very shortly.

It's okay.

You know you are.

I'm doing it for us.

For you.

You don't want to run away.

It's okay.

It's okay.

What just happened?

No, no, no.

We're having another episode. Yes. Breathe.

Breathe.

Yes. It'll pass.

All things in time.

I think

I'll fall in love with you, baby.

I'll fall in love with you, maybe.

Heartbeat is massive Grooving through my veins Expanding in all spaces

I think it's time to know the truth, baby I -I fall in love with you,

maybe On the floor, because I want me

The simulation glitches me It's sort of been painful.

Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

What? I want apple juice!

No, be good.

Fill up the eating.

These will be there when you're ready.

Yuck! This water tastes funny.

Just drink this right now.

It's good for you.

I love you.

Sweetheart, it's okay.

It's okay.

Come here.

Come here.

No.

No. Give me the knife, Leilou.

Leilou, give me the knife. I'm serious. There's someone in the house. Give me

the knife now.

Leilou, Leilou.

What are you looking for?

I can get it for you.

We have money.

I don't want your money.

You

try

to control me.

I can't be tamed.

A private resident.

You're a trespasser.

Yeah. The police are on their way.

No, they're not.

It's just you.

You and the girl.

How did she find us?

You forget.

I live here.

Leeloo.

Mom!

Mom! Wake up! Mom!

I think you're now...

I am the rage of abuse.

I am the wrath of generations past, one known unto

God.

You pretend I don't exist.

I allow you to subjugate, exploit,

murder.

You reject me. You forget me.

You repress me.

But I could not be tonight.

It wasn't me.

Why didn't you stop me?

Why didn't you save me?

You!

You are to blame.

You're a murderer.

I love her.

I love her.

Yeah. And you did, didn't you?

Now you've forgotten the truth.

You've sealed it behind a veil of rationality.

You've rewritten the past.

It's time you came with me.

For the blood you've spilled.

You are the threat.

You've killed and forgotten.

And you will time and time again.

Think hard.

Think, think, think, think.

Do you not know the atrocities?

You've turned on your family.

You're me.

Blood.

Michael, you're scaring me.

Put the knife down.

Put the knife down.

You ain't going nowhere, Mikey.

Turn it on yourself.

You lost control, Mikey.

Mikey, you're acting crazy.

When they see it, you've lost their trust.

You've poisoned your own family against you.

You know what happens next, don't you, Mikey?

We've been here before.

Listen, please.

Just leave my family alone.

They're innocent.

Innocent?

We're not innocent.

Not us.

Not them.

You don't have to go too far back.

Before we're all murderers.

For the love of God.

For the love of God.

For the love of God.

We kill.

Family.

One big fucked up family on this.

Ball of.

Dirty.

No. Not in your house!

You're not my family.

You're not my child.

You're not my kind. You're not civilized.

Your parents are not Gling at my feet.

You think you're entitled to care?

To love?

Go back and die in your room!

You!

You think you're better than me?

You think you're rational?

You think you're in control?

You have no control, Michael!

I am you.

keep your conscience clean.

Take back the power of your mind.

Take back the power of your brain.

Michael. Don't be anesthetized by abstraction, Michael.

Now, rather do this.

Around the neck.

Screaming life from her.

You have no chance.

You can deny and you can trust it.

But we all have blood on our hands.

Police!

Open up! Open up right now!

Stand back!

What are you drawing there, sweetie?

Are you sure you're okay?

You don't have to be here.

Somebody just faked you.

You what?

I want to tell you my secret.

What is it?

I've seen strange things.

What sort of things?

I'm not sure what's real.

Then what's not?

You believe me, don't you, Mommy?

What are you thinking, Mommy?

I don't know.

It's my fault, isn't it?

It's my fault he's dead.

Look in my eyes, honey.

I don't flinch.

None of this is your fault.

Tell me you understand.

None of it.

It's not my fault.

That's right.

Listen, I still speak.

Kurt's gone.

You know that.

I know. It's not real.

I don't want to lose her.

You think I'm crazy?

Don't give up on me, Mommy.

Do you remember when we lost your Aunt Marie?

I still speak to her.

If you're crazy, honey, then I'm crazy.

We should be crazy together.

It's gonna be okay, honey.

Don't worry.

You can see him now.

We don't think so. He's calm and rational.

If we think he's a therapist, he's very respectful.

Can you please wait here, okay?

I want to come in.

You can, I promise.

I just need to make sure it's safe.

Okay.

Mr. Addison, you have a visitor.

How have you been treated?

Where's Leilou?

She's outside.

She doesn't want to see me.

She does.

What have the doctors said?

Have you been diagnosed?

much they don't want me pandering to their process.

Have you learned anything?

I've had lots of time to think.

Reflect.

And?

Fragments. Images.

Phrases.

Return to me. Echo around in my mind. Circles.

He said something the other night.

He said, um, history is a nightmare from which we

are trying to awake.

Is that from Homer?

Joyce.

Ah, yeah.

That little phrase bore into my soul.

History.

from which I've so desperately been trying to awake.

I think Harrison said it best.

History is the autobiography of a madman.

We must stem the flow of blood.

It's up to us. The first step is to be honest about who we are and what we've

done.

What happened with you that night?

I wasn't myself.

Who were you?

I thought it was Frank.

That night in the apartment.

It wasn't. It was... It was me.

Not with him. I've... I've been in before.

I don't know how many times.

So...

So it was your alter ego who... Who associated personality state.

Who strangled me. I didn't know what I was doing.

Was it him or was it you who thought I was crazy?

I'm only now coming to terms with my wrongs. And I would grovel and I would

apologize, but... I don't deserve forgiveness.

When did this begin?

Remember when we first met, I was having a hard time grappling with my past.

We both were.

Something fractured in me then.

My ghost.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, my love.

You're delusional.

They're all mine.

It's called full aid.

It's madness, Sheriff, I do.

I blamed you. I took advantage of your condition to hide the truth.

At the same time, I hid it from myself.

But it was me.

It always has been.

It's not. It's not your fault.

She didn't know what you were doing, right?

Don't.

You can't trust me.

I can't even trust myself.

It wasn't you.

It was your condition.

Stop.

I need to be responsible for my actions.

You need help, Michael.

When you're released, I'll take care of you.

We'll be a family again. We'll make it work.

I still love you.

You don't know me.

If anyone does, I do.

Then no one does.

Is that it?

Can you see this? This is a shared delusion.

What? All of it.

Everything we believe.

We have to work with what we have.

Do what we can with what we know.

We know nothing but lies.

What are we running from?

The murderer of our child.

I've come to a decision.

You're going to hate me.

What are you talking about? You're never going to be able to forgive me.

But I need you to know that I did what I thought was right.

I did my best.

But my best was tragically bad.

There's no going back from this.

you at least the truth that I know it.

Layla was ill.

She had symptoms of schizophrenia.

She was self -harming.

She was paranoid.

Delusional.

I should have known.

She lied to me.

I gave her an antipsychotic.

I should have known.

It was... Lilith.

I'm so sorry that I had...

Had Lily lose

symptoms from you.

I was a fool.

I was afraid that you'd be overwhelmed with guilt and you would once again

succumb to your own condition.

I'm... I'm no better now.

I know it's too late. There's nothing I can do.

I should never have tried to treat her on my own.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I hate it for you.

I hate it for me.

And I can basically live the same.

I need to tell you something.

I need you to know.

I need you to understand.

Please, baby.

I'm not a baby.

I know.

I know you're not, honey.

You've been through more in your little life than most adults.

I need you

to make me a promise.

Promise that you look after mom.

I'm to blame for this.

It's all me.

It's all me.

Shh. Okay.

Okay. Now let's calm down. Calm down.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's not your fault.

No. It was all me.

It was all me.

I'm just waiting for the cycle to be in right now.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Look at me talking to myself at night. You misery stalking. Yeah, that

sounds right.

I'll pick up my phone, flop it, pick it up again.

Why are you still friends with her?

I ain't even trying to hide my miss, baby.

I'm vividly aware what you'll already say. You should watch it, don't stop it.

Why don't you hold my hand?

Lead me to the end of the earth.

I don't trust you. I don't even want to.

But I am a little bit unhealthy.

You should stay and meet me in the morning.

I'll have

to

turn my.

Why are you still friends with her?

Now I ain't even trying to call you my baby.

I ain't vividly aware of my moods. I'm just saying to watch your tongue.

Won't you hold my hand?

Let me feel the love.

I don't trust you. I don't even want to lose love.

I don't even feel good. I don't even feel.