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(body thumping) (person whimpers and retches)

(knife scratching)

(person coughing) (tense electronic music)

(person retching)

(person coughing)

(shower curtain scraping)

(intense electronic music)

(eerie electronic music)

(Her humming)

(bandage rustling)

(Him whimpering)

- [Her] Hey.

(Him sniffing)

Hey, what happened?

- [Him] (breathes heavily) Okay.

(door clicking) - Are you okay?

(Him breathing uneasily)

(door creaks and thuds)

(tense electronic music)

What did you do? Are you hurt? (breathes uneasily)

(intense electronic music)

- Who, who are you?

- What? You scaring me.

- Don't move. (breathes uneasily)

- What, what? - Shh.

(Him breathing heavily)

(door creaking)

(both breathing uneasily)

(door thudding) - What?

- Is it, is this a trick?

- (inhales) I don't know what you're talking about.

- Seriously. - I...(breathes heavily)

(door creaking)

- (whimpers) You, you're, you're, you're dead.

- This isn't funny.

(Him sobbing)

- I, I know it's not.

- Why would you say that?

- (breathes heavily) I'm not...

- How dare you? How dare you?

I, I just got home last night.

- Stop, I know. This isn't a joke.

- I can't, I know, I, I can't do this.

- Don't, seriously, don't.

- Babe. - Don't move, seriously.

- Are you okay? - Stop, stay there.

- Is it real? Where did it come from?

- It came from you.

- Hey. (pills rattling)

- [Him] Hey.

Another one. Another one.

Please. Babe, please. - I...

- One more. Please, another, please.

(pills rattling) - Uh.

(tense electronic music)

- Oh. (breathes heavily) (Her exhaling)

- Why would you say that?

Clearly, here I am.

It's, it's pretty fucked up that you would say that.

(Him breathing heavily)

Is it real?

- What?

- The blood.

- Yes, it's real. It's very real.

- Where did it come from?

- From you.

Your, your body's in the bathtub right now

covered in blood, your blood. - I'm not in the bathroom.

- I know. - I'm not,

and I'm not dead.

- I saw, I saw you.

- It's not possible. (breathes uneasily)

- Well then tell that to the body

that looks exactly like you that it's not possible.

It's... (Her crying)

(diary rustling)

Really? Now?

- It helps me.

- Oh, what did the horoscope tell you this time?

Did the, did the cosmos tell you that you're fucking dead?

(Her whimpering)

I mean, you really think that I would cover myself in blood

and then just have a, a mental breakdown?

Uh.

I'm, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to upset you.

I just, I'm having a really hard time

handling this right now.

- How do you think I feel?

- I know, I know.

I just...

- Just? (breathes uneasily)

- I don't understand.

(eerie electronic music)

- What is in there?

(breathes uneasily) Is there really somebody there?

- Yes.

- And that's really blood? - Yes.

- From an animal or something? - No.

- It's not yours? - No!

- Why are you getting so angry with me?

- 'Cause I just found a dead body in the fucking bathroom!

- Don't yell at me. - Even if it was

somebody else, there's still a dead body

in the fucking bathroom, goddammit.

(both crying) (door creaks and thuds)

(suspenseful electronic music)

Don't.

(both breathing heavily)

- Don't what?

(tense electronic music)

Who's in there? (breathes uneasily)

What's happening? Please tell me what's going on.

- I don't know what's happening.

(Her breathing heavily)

(water trickling)

(facecloth rubbing)

- Is there really a body in there?

- Yes.

- (breathes uneasily) A real dead body?

- Yes, a real dead body. (inhales and exhales)

- How did, how, how, how? (breathes uneasily)

- I don't know.

- What happened.

- I told you, I don't know.

- (whimpers) Tell me.

- Babe.

- The body, how, how, how did she die?

- I told you already.

- (breathes uneasily) She killed herself?

- Yeah.

- Ew. Oh.

(breathes uneasily) You can't be here. You can't.

- Okay. Okay.

She cut herself.

- (inhales) Where?

- Her wrist lots of times. (echoes)

(intense electronic music)

- Fuck, fuck, fuck!

(body slamming)

(Her breathing uneasily) - No, honey.

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry, baby.

I love you so much. - Hmm.

(Her breathing heavily)

(hand rubbing)

- I love you.

(Him breathing heavily)

It feels fuzzy. - Are you dizzy?

- I don't... - Hmm?

Like the last time this happened?

- You had a dead body here before?

- (exhales) Like the last, um, episode.

- Seizure?

- Yeah. (inhales and exhales)

- About the same. Less fuzzy than before.

- (kisses) Oh, well that's good. That's good, right?

- Can you say it?

- Say what?

Say what?

- It's not me. (Him exhaling)

It's not my body in there.

- Let's get you into bed. Okay?

I'll help you.

- (breathes uneasily) Ooh.

(eerie piano music)

(pills rattling)

Which one is it?

- The pink oval ones.

- No, that's not it. Hey, which one?

- Pink oval.

- No, those are the calm down pills.

Which one's are the seizure pills?

- Big fat yellow ones, but I took 'em already.

- Well don't you think you should take it again?

- No. - What?

Why not? - I want the pink oval.

- Well, when was the last time you took a pink oval?

- When I woke up. - When was that?

(pills rattling) (tense electronic music)

- Right before the, um, the bathroom.

- I woke you up?

- I don't know. Maybe. (breathes uneasily)

- All right, uh, I'll tell you what.

How about we take a big yellow one now

and then in a little bit we'll take a pink oval?

(Her inhales and exhales) Okay?

(pills rattling)

All right. You know what?

(lid twisting) (pills rattling)

(Him breathing heavily)

Here. Two pink ovals.

(pills pattering)

(Him inhales and exhales)

(pills crunching)

- [Her] Water.

- (inhales) Right. (exhales)

(Her swallows and sighs)

Good?

(glass tapping)

Good. We can't afford more medical bills anyways.

(inhales and exhales) Look, I'm, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I, I didn't...

- (inhales) I'm sorry.

- Goddammit.

I just, my head's all fucked up is all.

(eerie electronic music)

(door creaking)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(shirt rustling)

Forgive me?

- Hmm?

- Do you forgive me?

Say.

(both kissing)

(eerie electronic music)

You still fuzzy?

- Hmm?

- Your head, still fuzzy?

- A little.

- Doesn't hurt as bad?

(both breathing uneasily) (eerie electronic music)

I don't why I brought up medical pills in the first place.

- What do you mean?

- [Him] Nothing.

- What do you mean by that?

- Nothing. I'm just being an idiot.

(Him inhales and exhales)

- Please don't.

- [Him] This is, this is hard.

- You have no idea.

(soft dramatic music)

- [Him] I do.

(Him inhales and exhales)

- Please don't.

- [Him] Don't what?

- (inhales) Ah.

- Breathe? - It's moaning.

It's making me anxious.

- That's what's making you anxious right now?

(sighs) Okay.

(Him breathing uneasily)

Okay.

- Please, I just, I need you to be on my side,

(hands rubbing)

especially with everything I'm going through, I...

- [Him] You, you don't think I know

what you're going through?

- I didn't... And, uh, I live for you.

I mean, all that pain that you're feeling, I feel it too.

- It's not fair.

- [Him] (exhales) It's, it's not...

You're right.

I'm, I'm not you.

It's, it's just, uh,

we have such a strong connection, you know?

I, I just, I just love you so much.

- I'm trying to figure out why I feel this way

and none of this is helping.

- [Him] Baby, I don't want any of this right now.

- Couldn't you just understand what I'm going through

and not...(inhales)

- [Him] Well, who took you to the hospital?

I mean, who was there by your bed every single day?

- [Her] Well, not every day.

- What?

(Him sighing) - You weren't always there.

(Him inhales and exhales)

- Oh, you mean when you were locked up?

- I wasn't... - I mean, how am I

supposed to be there for you if I, if I'm not allowed?

How's that fair? (inhales and exhales)

I mean, you know, I would've been there if I could.

I'm always there for you. Always. (exhales)

- You weren't there.

- You're right. (breathes uneasily)

I, I, I wasn't there when it happened,

and I should have been, but I didn't have my phone,

and, and just so glad I came back when I did.

(soft dramatic music)

(Him inhales and exhales)

(blankets rustling)

(Him sighing)

(phone rustling)

Who, who's that? Who are you calling?

- Take it.

- And?

- Take pictures. - Of what?

Come on. No.

- Because there's no body. - (exhales) Jesus.

- Admit it. - Oh, I know I broke

your trust, but why would I make up

something as fucked up as this?

- I don't, I I don't know.

- Because I wouldn't.

(Him inhales and exhales)

You don't wanna see it.

(suspenseful electronic music)

(blankets rustling)

(Her exhaling) Babe, what are you doing?

Stop. You're just gonna complain about being cold.

(socks rustling)

- The feet. - The, the feet?

- Take pictures of the feet

(Him exhales and inhales)

- Clever girl. (kisses)

(Him breathing uneasily)

(footsteps tapping)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(Her exhaling) Shit.

- What happened?

- [Him] They're covered in blood.

No problem. I got, I got it.

- Okay.

(phone clattering) - Shit.

(sighs) Dropped the fucking phone in the toilet.

It's fine. I'm just gonna dry it off.

(intense electronic music)

(static buzzing)

Did you find what you're looking for?

- Ooh. (breathes uneasily)

I didn't know, I just, I, I couldn't, uh-

- Here, you can see whatever you want.

- Oh, I, I, I couldn't remember the code and...

- O-4-1-5-1-9.

(Him breathing uneasily)

- Mm.

- April 15th is one of the best days of my life.

(soft dramatic music)

- It was terrible.

(both breathing heavily)

- Was it?

(inhales) Oh, you mean when my arm double backed

and touched my elbow and broke in two places?

I forgot about that part.

- Those guys were assholes.

- They were drunk. So was I.

So were you.

But fights and bars are synonymous and...(exhales)

Plus if it means meeting you for the first time,

I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat, babe.

(Him inhales, exhales and kisses)

- I could have stopped them.

- (inhales) Oh, yeah? - Mm.

- How? (Her inhales and exhales)

- They were my friends.

- (inhales) I mean, they weren't your friends.

They were friends with the girls

that you came to the bar with. (breathes uneasily)

It's in the, uh, it's in the past, babe.

I mean, I, I, I just wanna focus on the future now.

Okay?

(camera clicking)

(kisses) Just stop torturing yourself.

Put your socks back on.

(hand rubbing)

(Him inhales and exhales)

- (inhales) The picture.

(tense electronic music)

- [Him] (sniffs) Right.

(phone rustling)

(footsteps tapping)

(Her breathing uneasily)

- Where did you get this?

- What do you mean?

- Where did you get it?

- I took it.

- No.

- No?

- (inhales) It can't be.

- (exhales) Still, even now no trust?

- [Her] It can't.

- Fine. Gimme the phone.

- No. - Come on, gimme the phone.

- These aren't my feet.

- Gimme the phone. Uh, I'll take a different picture.

I'll show you that it's actually in our bathroom.

Gimme the, come on, I wanna show you.

(Her inhaling)

- It's not a stock photo or something you downloaded?

- That's what you thought I was doing

in there the whole time?

Combing the internet, looking for a picture of a girl's feet

that look exactly like yours with nail polish

that looks exactly like yours in our bathtub?

- (inhales) Maybe it's not our tub.

(Him inhaling) Who is it?

(tense electronic music)

It's so stupid. (breathes uneasily)

(socks rustling)

- (inhales) It's impossible.

- So why are you saying it?

- What do you want me to say? - Tell me the truth.

- I did, I have. - If it's impossible,

then what you are saying cannot be true.

- There's a dead body in our bathtub. That's true.

They killed themselves by slashing their wrist

multiple times with a knife, babe.

That's true. - A knife?

- Yeah. - How do you know that?

- That, that she used a knife?

I, I mean, I guess I just assumed.

- Was it in there? - (exhales) Probably.

- Probably? - Yeah, I mean,

I, I didn't see one, but I mean, it's gotta be there.

- One of our knives? - Uh, do you think

that I've had time to play detective

since this has all happened? - What did happen?

- I told you already. - From the beginning.

- What, what do, what do you mean? What, what do you mean?

- Well, from what, from the, with, the, the bathroom.

- Okay, all right. Uh, so I, I woke up.

- [Her] What time?

- 9:00, 9:30.

- Mm. - Hmm?

Hmm? - I thought it was later.

(Him sighing)

- Maybe you were so drugged up,

there's no way I woke you up earlier than that.

- (inhales) It was a long night.

- It was.

- (breathes uneasily) I'm sorry.

- It's not on you.

You know, I should call someone about that nurse.

- And say what?

- To complain, I mean, nurses

are supposed to make sure their patients feel okay.

They're not supposed to make 'em wait until it's too late

and tell 'em they can't stay there, and I mean,

they practically just kicked you out on your ass.

I mean, what kind of nurse does that to a person?

- People don't care too much about crazy people.

- You're not crazy.

- Tell that to the nurse who works

at the hospital for crazy people.

- Hey, you're not crazy.

- (inhales) I'm glad you were still awake.

- I was already on the way there, babe. I told you.

And I would've stayed if I didn't have to pick up your meds.

Yeah, so I wake up,

eat some breakfast, watch some TV,

and then I found that in the bathtub.

(eerie electronic music)

- After breakfast?

- Yeah, uh, like, I don't know, around 11 or something.

- You, you didn't go to the bathroom after you woke up?

- No.

- You didn't have to pee or anything?

- I guess not.

I mean, we got back super late, uh, like after three.

I must have peed before bed.

Do you even remember getting home?

- Not really.

- Yeah. (inhales)

Seemed like they injected you with the good stuff. (exhales)

- It was wonderful.

- (inhales) I'm sorry, uh, it's my fault.

Eh, if I hadn't, if I didn't talk to her, you would never-

- I don't wanna talk about that.

- I love you.

- (breathes uneasily) Do you? (static buzzing)

- More than life.

(Her whimpering)

What, honey?

- (inhales) If I'm dead,

why is there still all this pain? (breathes uneasily)

- I don't understand it either, babe.

- (inhales) Can you just drop it?

- What?

- I can't be dead, so what the fuck are you doing?

- I'm not doing anything.

- Exactly, why haven't you called the police

or, or an ambulance or, or someone?

If there really is a dead body, you need,

you need to do something. (cries)

- You want me to call the police and tell 'em

that my girlfriend killed herself and then that her ghost

wanted me to call them? - I'm not dead!

- You don't feel dead.

But, uh, this is a complicated situation.

- I don't care. Call them.

- Don't, don't. (pills rattling)

Don't do that. Come on.

- I need it. - No, you don't.

You just took some.

- [Her] I hate you so much.

- Uh, uh, okay, okay,

but we're gonna get through this, stop.

(pills rattling)

All right, listen.

(pills rattling) Okay, all right.

Hold on to it, but just don't take any right now, babe.

(Her crying)

Hey, listen, I don't know what's going on right now

and this is all completely fucked, and it,

I know that it seems like this just can't be happening,

but what if this is just what happens when you die?

- Seriously? (cries) (pills rattling)

- Not, not as in you as in like all the people,

but you as in the love of my life.

(Her whimpering)

You, you and me were soulmates.

We're supposed to be together forever.

(Her breathing heavily)

I know what I saw.

I mean, you saw me, you saw me walk in and out,

uh, double, triple, quadruple...

(pills rattling) Come...

Come here. - No. (cries)

- Give me, give me the pills. - No.

(pills rattling)

- Babe, hey, hey. (Her crying)

(Him sighing) (hands rubbing)

Listen to me, uh, I don't know why that this is happening.

I don't know, maybe, maybe it's punishment,

but what if it's not?

What if the, what if our love is so strong

that God can't even deny it? (Her breathing uneasily)

That me and you were supposed to be together forever.

Dead or alive, no matter what.

(both breathing heavily)

(kisses) And you want to know what the fucked up part is,

honestly is is (exhales) I'm like, I'm kind of glad

that it happened this way because the other day when you,

when you tried to for the first time, I, I,

the thought of losing you, I just couldn't,

I didn't know what I was gonna do, and I,

I (sighs) just couldn't fathom...(breathes uneasily)

(kisses) Uh...(sniffs)

If you are still here,

then I know that we're supposed to be partners for life.

(Him breathes heavily and kisses)

(Him sniffs and exhales)

(pills rattling)

What are you doing?

- (inhales) How am I holding this?

How do I, how do I swallow the pills inside?

How do I sit in this bed? How do I touch you or the table?

If, if, if I'm dead,

how I touch anything at all if I'm dead?

- Maybe ghosts aren't what we thought they were.

- Look, blood. Do ghosts bleed?

- Stop.

(paper towel rustling) You're acting...

(camera clicking)

(Him breathing uneasily)

(paper towel rubbing)

(Him inhales and exhales)

(hands rubbing)

Let's go.

I'll show you. (exhales)

(eerie electronic music) (camera clicking)

(Him sighing)

(inhales) If you don't believe me, I understand,

I broke your trust and I need to earn it back,

but I'm just as scared and confused as you are.

I'm here to help.

If you want me to call the police, I can call the police,

but that means we'd, where they take the body, it,

what if that means I lose you?

You just disappear?

That's the last thing that I want, babe.

But eventually, someone's going to have to help us.

But what if we, what if we try

to figure out what's going on first?

Just took a little bit of time. Would that be okay?

I don't wanna lose you, babe. My world. (cries)

- Okay.

(Him inhales and exhales)

(paper towel rustling)

- Now you see? No more blood.

(Him kisses and breathes heavily)

Are you hungry?

- Hmm? - Food.

(hands rubbing)

- No. - You should try eating.

- I don't want to.

- Not because you want to, but more of like an experiment.

I mean, you say you touch, bleed.

So why don't we try more things in that vein?

- Just proving that I'm alive?

- Well that you're not a ghost.

And look, I, I don't know

what the fuck is going on right now, okay?

(inhales and exhales) But if we,

if we prove you're not a ghost,

so you're something else, something better.

You know?

But if we just sit here and do nothing,

we're gonna just keep knowing nothing, right?

Right?

- I guess.

- Good. (exhales)

(kisses) Good. (hand patting)

(Him breathing heavily)

(footsteps shuffling)

(eerie piano music)

If you wanna see it, we can,

but will you please try eating something first?

After, if you still need to, we can go in there together.

(Him exhaling)

- [Her] What if I have to go to the bathroom?

- [Him] What?

- What if I have to pee?

- [Him] Well do you have to pee now?

- No.

- [Him] Well we'll worry about it then.

- The body will still be in there.

(igniter clicking) (gas hissing)

(tense electronic music)

What is that?

(meat sizzling)

- What this? It's chicken.

(high-pitched ringing)

- Chicken?

- Babe, when you have to pee, we'll tackle it then.

- How would I...

- I'll, I'll just close the shower curtain.

- It'll still be in there.

- Uh, and that's why I said

that we'll wait until you have to pee

and then we'll tackle it then.

We'll find a solution.

(high-pitched ringing continues)

(intense electronic music) (Her whimpering)

(distorted whimpering)

(Her breathing heavily)

(camera clicking)

(cards shuffling)

(Her inhales and exhales)

(Her exhaling)

(card rustling)

(Her breathing uneasily)

(pen scratching) (cards rustling)

(Her sighing)

(Her breathing uneasily)

(eerie electronic music)

- Why? (Her exhaling)

You have to do this now?

(cards rustling) - I want, I...

- So dangerous. We don't even know what you are yet.

(Him sighing) - I'm alive.

- We're going to figure that out.

(Her exhaling)

(spatula scraping) (meat squishing)

(pan clacking)

- What is it?

- It's leftover chicken from the other night.

- It doesn't look like chicken.

- Yeah, cut it up.

- What's all this?

- Barbecue. You love barbecue sauce.

- This is barbecue? - Mm-hmm.

- I really don't want to.

- Just, just try it.

- I'm not hungry.

- A couple of bites. That's it.

It's an experiment.

- Mm. - Oh, baby.

(both breathing uneasily)

I'm so sorry this is happening.

(both breathing uneasily)

One thing at a time. Okay?

All right, we'll see how this goes and then we'll move on.

Okay?

(Her breathing uneasily)

(eerie electronic music)

- I can breathe.

Everything alive needs to breathe.

- Yeah, you're right.

But couldn't that just be your consciousness convincing you?

- What do you mean?

- (inhales) Like in "The Matrix",

that scene with Morpheus and Neo.

You know, Keanu Reeves and Lawrence,

uh, (inhales) uh, Fishburne.

- Um, I know, I, I just, I don't understand.

- He learned in the dojo, Morpheus tells Neo that everything

that he does in reality like taste, touch, smell,

breathing, that it's all just a construct of his mind.

Remember?

I mean, I know this is different.

We're dealing with life after death

and not a giant simulation, but I mean, it would make sense.

- (inhales) What am I, what am I even looking for?

- Oh, what do you...

- Eh, when I, will it hurt?

(inhales) Will I throw up everywhere?

Will, will I die again?

- (inhales) I dunno. (exhales)

(inhales) But I'll be here no matter what.

(soft dramatic music)

- I don't have any silverware.

- Oh. (hands tapping)

(Him exhaling)

(footsteps shuffling)

(utensils clattering)

(knife scraping)

(utensils scratching)

(napkin rustling)

You got it.

- Stop. - Sorry, sorry.

(utensils scratching)

(eerie electronic music)

(Her chewing)

- (inhales) That's good, right?

- Uh, I don't know. How do you feel?

- Um, the same.

- Nothing weird or... - No, nothing.

- (exhales) Take another bite.

- Why? - We need to be sure.

Please. (Her swallowing)

- (inhales) This is chicken?

- Yeah, it's chicken from the other night.

Or no, uh, it's the chicken I had when you were gone.

- This is rotten chicken.

- You were only gone four days, babe. It's not rotten.

- It doesn't taste like chicken.

- (inhales) I thought it was good. (exhales)

- It's, um, chewy.

I really don't want to.

- (inhales) Just, (exhales) just one more bite. All right?

And I'll throw the rest away.

- No, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm not.

- Please, babe. Please.

(hands rubbing)

(soft dramatic music) (utensils clattering)

(hands slapping)

- (sniffs) You said you'd love me no matter what.

- What does that have to do...?

- Because I, I don't wanna, I don't wanna do this.

I wanna stop, and I want you to respect that.

- Well, I, I didn't want you to die, but you did.

I mean, sometimes we gotta deal

with the shitty things in life.

And the longer we wait trying to find a solution,

the longer that that body sits in the bathroom rotting.

The situation is dire. Why can't you understand that?

This, this isn't to punish you.

We're, we're just trying to figure out

what the fuck is going on. (inhales and exhales)

I'm just asking for one more bite. Please.

(plate clacking)

(utensils scratching) (meat squishing)

(Her exhaling)

(Her chewing)

(Her inhales and exhales)

(Her swallowing)

(tongue squishing)

- See?

- Nothing? - No.

(plate clacking)

- Well, this is good, I mean, so maybe you're not

a ghost after all. (eerie electronic music)

It's weird, right?

Talking about ghosts and it's all just so, I don't know.

Hey, babe, what's wrong?

Are you feeling something?

(inhales and exhales) This is great.

Got an urgent situation to deal with

and you're giving the silent treatment?

(Her sighing) I'm, I'm sorry, babe.

I'm sorry.

(inhales) Oh, it's just, it's all so overwhelming, and...

- No, shit.

- You're angry and scared, I am too, I, uh,

but we have to work together.

- I don't know if you're the best person

to be helping me with this.

- You don't mean that.

(Her inhaling)

- Don't touch me. (Him scoffing)

- I'm not trying to upset you. - You are upsetting me.

All of this is very upsetting.

- I know, I'm devastated. I'm, I'm acting crazy.

You don't deserve to deal with that,

and (inhales and exhales)

you look like you hate me right now.

I can see it in your eyes. - Oh my God, oh. (inhales)

- I, I get it. Like I, I deserve it.

You, you should hate me right now.

I'm, I'm probably the reason this is all happening anyways.

- Jesus, don't!

- If I didn't talk to that girl on Tinder,

then this never would've happened.

- (exhales) Shut up!

- [Him] (sobs) And it was such a fuck up.

I was so fucking stupid.

- (sighs) Stop.

(Him breathing uneasily)

- (sniffs) You're right. I'm sorry.

(Him inhales, exhales and sniffs)

- (inhales) But you stopped.

You said you stopped talking to her after I saw it.

- I did. Uh, the app, the app is gone.

Never again.

(tense electronic music)

I never should have downloaded it in the first place.

The research ended up being completely meaningless

as Teddy cut out the... Shut up, shut up!

(camera clicking) (meat sizzling)

(high-pitched ringing) - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's okay. You okay, babe?

You okay?

- You can't do that right now.

- What? (Her breathing heavily)

- You can't talk, you can't talk about her.

It's a, it's a trigger. (camera clicking)

- Fuck, I'm sorry. (Her inhales and exhales)

(hands rubbing)

Come here. (inhales and exhales)

Is this okay? Yeah?

- [Her] It's nice.

(Him breathing heavily)

- Should we call an ambulance?

- I don't wanna go to the hospital.

- You wanna take another bite? (chuckles)

Hey, I wanna be the man that you deserve. Okay?

And I'm willing to do whatever I need

to, to prove that to you.

And I'll start by figuring this out.

- (inhales) I'm not dead. - Honey. (inhales)

- No, I'm, I'm positive that I'm not.

You said it yourself, the, the most obvious answer is,

is usually the right one.

- Well, not in this case.

- (inhales) I'm going to my mom's.

- Fuck! - Jesus! (exhales)

(eerie electronic music)

You can't.

(both breathing uneasily)

- (sniffs and exhales) Let's see it.

(Him inhales and exhales)

Gimme a second.

(floor creaking)

(Her humming)

Okay.

Come on.

- What?

- Come on. Let's see it.

- No, I, I don't think I can.

- [Him] How else are you gonna know for sure?

Come on, I'll be with you. - I don't care.

- I'll be with you. Come on.

(Her breathing uneasily)

Don't scream.

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Don't scream?

- If you scream, the neighbors will come over.

Do you wanna deal with that?

(floor creaking)

(Her breathing heavily)

(door clicking)

- (gasps) No! Oh, God! (sobs)

- Hey. Come here, hey.

I knew, I knew this was a bad idea.

I, I didn't know how else to tell you.

I didn't know how else to tell you to prove it.

- You have to call the police! You have to call the police!

You have to call them! - Slow down.

Okay? Hey, hey.

- [Her] You said, you said it was me.

- I know, I know. - You said that it was...

- I know, I know. Hey.

- It can't be! (sobs) - Look at me.

Look at me, hey, hey, hey.

Baby, look at me, look at me and listen

in one, two, three, four, five.

Good, baby, good. Six, seven, eight.

All right, now I'll put, hey, slowly.

Now slowly. One, two, three, four, five.

You're doing great. Six, seven, eight.

Good job, babe. Let's, good job.

(Her crying) (hands rubbing)

(eerie electronic music)

Just focus on my hands. Okay?

Focus on your feet on the floor. Okay?

- I don't know what is happening, is happening.

- You're doing great. See, you can handle it.

(Her sobbing) - You think it's me?

- Okay. - I don't think...(sobs)

- Who is it? - Yeah, shh.

It's okay.

(Her sobbing continues)

I don't think I did that. I can't, I can't...

I don't think that I did that. Do I?

I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go back.

I don't wanna go back. I don't wanna go back there, no, I.

- Uh, I think I know why you're still here.

(Her sobbing continues)

You're stuck.

(Her coughing)

You killed yourself and now you're stuck in limbo.

(Her whimpering)

You can't leave the apartment, babe.

If you leave, I'll lose you forever.

- What is all this?

- What did she say? - I...(cries)

(eerie electronic music)

- You can't leave the apartment.

- I can't? - No.

(Him inhales and exhales)

- What will happen? - I don't know,

but I don't want you to try.

(Her crying) Swear that you won't.

- I do.

- Say, "I swear."

- (whimpers) "I swear."

- Swear on his life. - Uh, what?

(Her retching)

You aren't supposed to talk about that.

- It's the only way that I know that you won't try it.

Even if someone's at the door, you can't open it. Okay?

Swear it so I know.

(Her whimpering)

You have to.

- No. (breathes uneasily)

- I've done everything that I needed to do

to regain your trust, and now it's your turn.

I forgave you for making that choice without me,

and I agreed to not talk about him,

even though I was never given a choice.

Even though he was never even given a chance.

- (breathes uneasily) You weren't ready.

- It wasn't just for you to decide.

(exhales) I need this from you.

Swear on his life so I know that you won't try.

- (inhales) I swear.

- All of it.

- (breathes uneasily) I swear on his life

I won't leave the apartment.

- (inhales and exhales) Thank you.

That makes me feel better.

You're safe here.

(hands rubbing)

(Him kissing) (Her breathes uneasily)

I have to go.

- What? Why?

- I have to go find someone to help us.

- But you, but you, you said

that we should call the police.

- I'm not talking about the police.

- Oh, but why? (breathes heavily)

- Because we don't know what you are yet.

And if we know that you're actually dead,

what can we do now?

We need to, we need to find someone

who can help us answer those questions.

- Who? Who? (breathes heavily)

(Her mumbles and screams)

- Hey, hey, hey. What?

Hey! - Uh!

- Don't go to my family!

- Babe, even if you've... - Don't!

No, you can't, no, you can't tell any of this!

You can't, you can't tell them!

You just can't tell them!

You just, no, you just can't tell them right now!

Is that what you meant? - No.

- Okay. - Calm down.

- Okay, okay, good. (breathes heavily)

You can talk to them about it later.

- Yeah. Yeah.

(Her crying)

(Him inhales and exhales)

Who then?

- I don't, I don't know, I don't know her name.

It's the lady that lives in Teddy's building.

(tense electronic music)

- Who?

- The, the one that you follow on, on all the...

- A psychic? - Yeah.

- But you don't know her. Teddy doesn't know her.

- Teddy knows her. He's, he's talked to her.

- (breathes uneasily) But how old is she?

- Because she knows I'm coming.

- How? - She's a psychic.

(inhales and exhales) And Teddy gave me her,

her unit number, and I'll explain the situation,

and, and she'll help us.

I know she will.

You follow her on, you, you see all of her stuff

on your phone every single day.

I mean, she's in to all that horoscope stuff that you love,

and you, you know she'll help us.

(Him inhales and exhales)

- Did you tell Teddy?

- (inhales) Teddy doesn't need to know. (exhales)

- Even though he knows about everything else?

(Him inhales and exhales)

I'm sorry.

(Her sniffing) - All right.

I have to go. - No, not, not yet.

(breathes uneasily) You can't just, what's her name?

I'll look her up. - I told you, I don't know it.

- Well, text him. - He's not,

we're wasting time, honey, I have to go.

- No, you, you don't. You don't.

You have to stay. You have to stay.

- And what? And just leave everything how it is?

- I don't know. Just, just for now.

Just for now. Just for now, you can't go.

- When then? - I don't know, just for now.

I can't, I can't be alone, I can't.

- If you just stay inside, you'll be fine.

- What about the body? (Him sighing)

- What, what about it? Just leave it alone.

- No, I can't, you can't leave me alone.

- We're wasting time. - You can't.

- We're wasting time.

- (cries) I need...

Just don't go, please! You can't, you have to stay!

- Hey, hey, stop. - You can't, don't go, stop!

Don't go, you can't... Stop, stop!

Look, I don't wanna yell, but I can't,

you're not letting me get any words in.

(inhales and exhales) This is what we have to do. Okay?

I'm gonna leave, but I won't be gone long. All right?

- If you leave, I'll...

- Don't do anything. - I'll call the police.

- No, you won't. - I will.

- No, you won't. - I'll call my family.

- Oh, Christ. - I will, I will.

I'll call them. I don't care.

I'll call them, I'll will, I will.

Stop, those are mine! Those are mine!

(pills rattling) (both grunting)

- What? - Take them.

- (breathes uneasily) No.

- It's, it's the pink ones. Come on.

- I don't want them. - Just, just-

- I don't want them!

(both breathe uneasily)

If you leave, you'll regret it.

- (exhales and inhales) So you dial the police

and you call your mom and you, and you tell them what?

- I... - Like what are you

gonna say to them? - I don't-

- You, you're gonna call the police and tell 'em

that you committed suicide and that your body's in the tub?

Are you gonna call your mom and have her come over

and just talk about how you're dead?

You just got released from a mental hospital. Okay?

You were locked up for three days.

- (whimpering) She's...

(intense electronic music)

(static buzzing) (high-pitched ringing)

(Her moaning) (camera clicking)

(meat sizzling) - Hey, hey.

Four, seven, eight. Four, seven, eight.

- Hey, Hey. Four, seven, eight.

(Her whimpering)

Come on, inhale. (Her breathing heavily)

Inhale.

One. Come on.

One, two, three, four.

(inhales and exhales) Come on.

(Her exhaling)

Good.

(Her breathing heavily)

(Him sighing)

(Her inhaling) Look,

I'm gonna leave, but I'm not gonna be gone long.

(eerie electronic music)

(floor creaking)

- Um, why did, (swallows)

why did you cover her face with a washcloth?

- So you couldn't see it. - See what?

- That it was actually you. (exhales)

- (gasps) What if I have to pee?

- We talked about this. - When you're gone.

- Just hold it. - What if I can't?

- Yeah, I'll, I'll close the shower.

(door clicking) (Her crying)

(shower curtain scraping)

(floor creaking)

(Him exhaling)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(Him breathes uneasily)

I'll be right back. Okay?

- (whimpers) No, no, no, no, no!

- Stop it, stop it, stop it!

Stop, why do you do this? The fuck? (breathes heavily)

Babe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Uh, if the neighbors hear you, they can, I can't lose you.

I love you too much.

Don't you see how much I love you?

Huh? Do you?

(both breathing heavily)

(Him gasping)

You're my, you're my entire world, babe.

I don't, no matter what you are,

I'm always going to love you.

(both breathing heavily)

- Swear? - Uh, I swear.

(both kissing)

- You trust me? Huh?

(breathes uneasily) Say it.

- I trust you.

(Him breathing heavily) (both kissing)

- I love you.

(both breathing heavily) (Him kissing)

- I love you.

- Hey, I'll be, I'll be right back. Okay?

(door creaks and slams)

(Her breathing uneasily)

(Her inhaling)

- Shit.

(eerie electronic music)

(Her inhales and exhales) (urine trickling)

(inhales and exhales) Hmm.

(tense electronic music)

(trash rustling)

(water dripping)

(Her breathing uneasily)

What? (breathes heavily)

(toilet paper tearing)

(shorts rustling) (toilet seat tapping)

(toilet flushing)

(Her retching)

(Her vomiting)

(Her coughing)

(Her breathing heavily)

(toilet seat tapping)

(toilet flushing)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(shower curtain scraping) (Her gasping)

(Her whimpering)

(Her retching)

(Her whimpering)

(Her gasping)

(Her sobbing)

(Her whimpering)

(intense electronic music)

(Her humming)

(eerie electronic music)

(fingers scratching)

(Her breathes uneasily and hums)

(person knocking)

(person knocking) (Her humming)

(tense electronic music)

(person pounding on door)

- [Detective] When did you discover the body?

- Um, I didn't. (swallows)

My, uh, my boyfriend did.

- And when did he find... (camera clicking)

- Uh, uh, this, this morning.

(bag crinkling)

No, this afternoon. (camera clicking)

- [Detective] Did you know about what time?

(Her sobbing) Who is it?

- My boyfriend?

- [Detective] The body in your bathtub.

(voices distorting) (camera clicking)

(intense electronic music)

Ma'am?

- Sorry? (notepad rustling)

(suspenseful electronic music)

- [Detective] Do you happen to recognize the body?

- I'm...

Did, uh... (bag crinkling)

(Her swallowing)

I don't know anymore.

- What?

- I just... You did see the body.

So you saw that her entire face was cut from her skull.

Ma'am, why'd you do that? - Mm?

- I did that? - Why'd you do that

to her face?

(bag crinkling)

Your boyfriend's at the station,

and he already told us everything.

He told us after you killed the woman, you tore her face off

and consumed some of it.

Does any of that sound familiar?

- I did that?

I did? (retching) - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

(Her vomiting)

(Her breathing heavily)

(bag crinkling)

Good?

Richardson.

(bag crinkling)

(door creaking)

Can you tell me how it happened?

- I don't...

I don't, I don't... - Why'd you kill her?

- Who?

- The woman in your bathtub.

- I, um, but didn't I, um...

didn't I, didn't I kill my, try to kill myself?

- She's the one who was sleeping with your boyfriend.

She showed up with news of the pregnancy.

Your boyfriend claims that in his words,

you lost your mind and choked her to death.

Then he came home to find the body

and to you eating her face with barbecue sauce.

Does any of that sound familiar?

(Her breathing uneasily)

- Mm, I don't know.

(notepad fluttering)

- [Detective] Did you recently spend time

in a mental facility?

- Yeah. Three days.

Hmm. (breathes uneasily)

And I saw that my boyfriend was talking

to someone on a dating app, and, um,

(inhales) I was already having a hard time.

I'm having a hard time.

- [Detective] About what time did she come

to your apartment?

- I'm dead.

- [Detective] Sorry?

- I'm dead. I'm dead.

- What medications are you on right now?

- I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead.

I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead!

I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead!

(whimpering) No, no!

(tense electronic music)

(curtain scraping)

- (inhales and clears throat) Just sit tight.

We'll take you someplace where you can get some help.

(floor creaking) (footsteps tapping)

- I'm dead. Oh, I'm dead.

I'm dead. (breathes uneasily) I'm dead.

I'm dead. I'm dead.

I'm dead. I am dead.

I'm dead. I'm, I'm dead.

I'm dead. (whimpers) I'm dead.

(eerie electronic music)

(tense electronic music)