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- [Woman] You always know where to find me.

- You are my child. Of course I know.

After all you put her through, why appear in this form?

- I tried to help her face the truth.

I tried to help her.

I tried.

[gentle music]

♪ Where do you go ♪

♪ When you need to stay away ♪♪

♪ Away ♪

♪ What do you see ♪

♪ When you look right through me ♪

♪ Well, you say you can't forget yesterday ♪♪

♪ Choke it down through pain and pleasure ♪

♪ Trust yourself, you'll feel better soon ♪♪

♪ Better soon ♪

♪ Trade in all your fears for demons ♪♪

♪ Don't lose yourself, you'll feel better soon ♪♪

♪ Better soon ♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ A secret you can't deny ♪♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ Not good until you try ♪♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ The misstep, you wonder why ♪♪

♪ But ♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ Can't ♪♪

♪ Say goodbye ♪♪

♪ This time ♪♪

- [Evie] You remember how I told you,

the year before, Robert had pulled away from the bakery

with the cake still on top of the car.

So he goes one way, the cake goes the other, and splat.

This time, I wasn't taking any chances.

I was gonna make damn sure that cake was picture perfect.

Unfortunately, Clyde had other ideas.

[sighs] Lucy loved that stupid cat.

She would...

- [Rebecca] Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Evie. [troubled music]

- I'm sorry. Uh, what was the question?

- [Rebecca] There was no question.

You were telling me about Lucy's third birthday party.

- Was I?

- [Rebecca] "Clyde walked

across the table and..."

- Ah, yes.

I put the cake down, turn around to grab my camera,

and bam, that pain-in-the-ass cat

walks right through the cake,

tracks yellow frosting across the table

and out onto the patio.

[sighs] I hated that cat.

He hated me right back.

But Lucy loved him.

- [Rebecca] She must have been heartbroken when he died.

What happened with the cake?

- Paw prints couldn't stop Uncle Harry and Robert's dad

from beating the kids to the table.

And Lucy didn't care.

I mean, She was three and she thought it was funny.

And it was funny.

But I just wanted everything to be perfect.

You know, I want to do everything different

than my mother had done.

- [Rebecca] Different how?

- Different. Just different.

Better.

- [Rebecca] In what way?

[Evie scoffs]

- My mother, she wasn't a very good mom.

It's not that she didn't love me. She did.

That doesn't change the fact

that she had no intention of becoming a mom at 19.

And her way of dealing with it was by not growing up.

So instead of having a mom, I had a best friend.

She didn't throw a birthday party, she attended them.

She wore the hats, played games with us.

While all my friends got homemade birthday cakes,

I got Entenmann's.

- [Rebecca] Doesn't sound like the worst childhood.

- No, it wasn't that it was bad or that I wasn't loved.

It's just not how it's supposed to be.

And I wanted to be the ideal mom for Lucy.

Instead, I failed her in every way imaginable.

- [Rebecca] And how did you fail her?

- Doesn't get much worse than what I did.

- [Rebecca] But I don't know what you did, Evelyn.

- What do you mean you don't know what I did?

- [Rebecca] I mean, we've been here for nearly a year

and you've never told me how Lucy died.

- I've told you.

- [Rebecca] No.

- I did. I know I did.

- [Rebecca] No, Evelyn.

No.

- Well, I don't know what to say about that.

- [Rebecca] Well, you could tell me what happened.

- I have told you many times what happened.

- [Rebecca] No!

- Well, why do I have to tell you anyway?

I mean, if you really wanna know,

you can read about it in the newspaper

or just ask Robert.

- I don't understand why I have

to tell what happened. - because until you tell me

what happened, until you speak the words,

you'll never get past where you are.

- Where am I?

- [Rebecca] You are a shattered soul trapped in the past.

[subdued music]

You are in complete denial that the event ever took place.

- I am not in denial about what happened.

- [Rebecca] Then tell me about it, Evelyn.

- Evie! Would you please just call me Evie?

- [Rebecca] Fine, Evie.

Tell me what happened Tuesday morning, April 13th, 2024.

- Well, you know the date

so, clearly, you know what happened.

- [Rebecca] Of course I know what happened.

- Just like everyone else, suffocating me,

trying to force me- - I'm not gonna force you

to talk about that day.

But if you are not willing to take that first step

to verbalize what happened, we can't move forward.

You can never move forward with your life.

[moody music]

- And what if I don't wanna move forward?

- There it is.

I can be no further help to you.

You won't even tell me what happened,

and until you're ready to do that,

there's nothing I can do for you.

Session is over.

- [Evie] We just started.

- [Rebecca] Well, we're spinning our wheels

and getting nowhere.

- Like, you get paid whether you help me or not.

What do you care?

- True, but it really does me no good

if I build a reputation as a psychologist

who takes people's money and doesn't actually help them.

Why don't you call Robert and have him pick you up early?

- Pick me up? I drove here.

- No you didn't. You haven't driven since the accident.

Do you not remember how you got here?

- I don't have to remember. I drove here.

- Show me your car keys.

There are no keys, Evie, because there is no car.

The truck was totaled.

- Yes, the truck was totaled. But I have a new car.

- What kind? - A...

Lucy forgot her Snoopy pin.

[fragile music]

We were only a minute from the house

so I decided to go back and get it.

A minute.

A minute, what is that? What could a minute possibly decide?

Sweetie? Stop playing with the Snoopy pin.

It's gonna fall off if you...

The latch was broken on her Snoopy pin.

So I wasn't crazy about Lucy wearing it

because she stood a good chance of losing it

because of the broken latch.

But Lucy didn't care.

Snoopy was her favorite and that day was her birthday.

That day was her birthday.

When we left the second time, it started to rain.

You know, I was scared of rain as a child.

- [Rebecca] Scared how?

- Lightning.

My mom used to tell me stories about growing up on the farm,

lightning storms that would strike close to our house.

So from the moment I knew what lightning was,

I was scared of it.

She used to find me hiding in a closet, crying my eyes out.

- And how did Lucy feel about the lightning?

- Lucy wasn't scared of anything.

At eight years old,

she had the courage and the heart of her father.

she laughed when she saw lightning.

Laughed even harder at the sound of thunder.

No, I was the one who was terrified,

terrified of being a failure as a mother, as a wife.

And the rain.

Her back window was open and the switch by me was broken.

I had told Robert

to get that fucking thing fixed a million times.

But he didn't. No.

No, I- that's not fair.

I turned around to try and close the window

and Lucy liked the rain and that's great

but her getting pneumonia was not number one on my list

of giving her a great birthday party.

It just started to rain so we'll have to...

No wait.

Move Lucy's party somewhere indoors.

That's not right.

I called my mom

to talk to her about moving Lucy's birthday party

out of the park to somewhere else,

an ice cream parlor or something indoors.

And I was driving through the parking lot,

pulling up to the entrance and my cell phone rang,

my mom calling me back,

and I grabbed the phone and answer it.

And I start talking to her,

debating where we were gonna move Lucy's party to.

And the phone slides out of my hand and onto the floor.

So I looked down and I tried to grab it and I look back up

and there are kids crossing directly in front of the car.

And I don't know what to do

because I wasn't paying attention.

So I decide to swerve around them and avoid the kids.

And I do. And it's okay.

But then why am I hearing sound screeching tires?

What's- [tires screech]

- [Rebecca] Evie?

Evie?

Evie!

- So that's how it happened.

- [Rebecca] That's how what happened?

- That's how it happened.

- No, Evie! [brooding music]

I'm not gonna let you retreat again.

- Retreat in- - Retreat into your mind.

This is the closest you've ever come

to speaking out loud what happened.

I'm not gonna let you turn from that now.

- That's how it happened. That's all you need to know.

- [Rebecca] Oh, you are the psychologist now?

You're gonna heal yourself?

- What do you want from me?

- I want you to stop lying to yourself about that day.

- No.

I am the one, the only one,

who talks about what really happened.

- Is that so? - Yeah, that's so.

- [Rebecca] Then say it.

- I don't have to say it for it to be true.

- Yes, you do have to say it for it to be true.

For a year, it's been the one thing

you haven't been able to do.

Everything else is no problem.

Lucy's birthday parties, each one of them in detail,

growing up with a mother you had nothing in common with,

your vow that when you had a child of your own,

you would do everything differently than she did.

And you did exactly that with Lucy until a year ago.

The problem with you

is it didn't really happen unless you say it.

Isn't that so?

- I was there.

It happened.

- Then finish the story.

You can't finish it though.

Because if you finish it,

you'll finally have to face the truth.

- I would give anything to relive that moment.

[fragile music]

- How's Timothy?

- He's fine. Why do you ask?

- He's your son, Evie.

And you never mention him unless I ask.

- Timmy's fine. He's with Robert.

- Yes. He's with Robert a lot these days, isn't he?

- He's six years old.

Everything is, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,"

so yeah, that works for me right now.

- [Rebecca] Very convenient for you. Yes, I would agree.

- Where do you get off saying this shit to me?

- It's time to stop hiding, Evie,

stop running from the only truth that will set you free.

- And what truth is that?

- That your daughter is dead

[gentle music]

and she's never coming back.

Did you mean what you just said?

- What did I say?

- [Rebecca] That you wish you could relive that moment.

Did you mean that?

- Yes.

- What else would you do

if it would bring Lucy back?

- I, I don't, how do you mean?

- [Rebecca] You know what I mean.

- No, I don't.

- What else would you do?

I'll be more clear.

Is there anything, anything you wouldn't do

to bring Lucy home?

- No.

I would do anything, give anything,

sacrifice anything to bring Lucy back.

- Yes. Good.

- Yes?

- Would you trade places, if it were possible, with Lucy?

- Yes, I would.

- Would you sacrifice your life?

- Of course I would.

You know, I would gladly sacrifice my own life

to bring Lucy back.

- But would you sacrifice someone else's life?

- What?

What?

What?!

- Evie, your mind is a maelstrom from right now.

You're caught in the middle of what's true and what's not.

Trust yourself to make the right choice.

- But I don't understand what you're asking.

- You do, you're just having difficulty

understanding my meaning.

Maybe this will help.

Even though Lucy is dead, she lives.

- Right.

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

so I think we're done for today.

- I can tell you how to get Lucy back.

But you must ask

and you must believe.

- Why are you...?

Robert put you up to this? Hmm?

What is the point? Why are you doing this?

- Where are you damned, Evie.

- What?

- Well, you're not in hell

yet, I know that for a fact,

but you are damned somewhere.

Where would that be, I wonder?

Today's your judgment day, Evie.

- Sure. Goodbye.

- You walk out that door

and you sacrifice any chance of ever seeing Lucy again!

[wind whistles and moans]

Can you live with that?

- I shouldn't be alive at all.

- Sorry, what was that?

- I shouldn't be alive at all.

- So let's see what we can do about that.

- Now why don't you have a real office?

Why see patients in your home?

- Well, the service I provide to people

I can provide anywhere.

Although I have found a home atmosphere

makes people a bit more relaxed, more comfortable,

and more agreeable to suggestion.

I'm, of course, speaking of most people.

This is a big step.

- Yeah. What was all that, "Hell, judgment day," crap?

- Little over the top?

- Yeah, a little.

- Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.

- Look, I know it's been almost a year.

- Oh no, no, Evie, I'm talking about me.

- What do you mean?

- Well, there comes a time, such as today,

when I need to be moving on.

- Moving on?

Are you closing down

your practice or moving outta town?

- Something like that.

- I swear to God, Rebecca, I don't have the patience-

- Oh, shh, shh. No.

No, no, no.

We don't wanna involve Him.

- Him God?

That can involve God?

- Best we leave Him out of this.

It's not His area of expertise anyway.

- Rebecca, I don't know what kind of game you're playing

or some kind of newfangled treatment, but enough.

- Yeah.

This is the problem with the modern age.

No one believes anymore.

- Believes what?

- "Hurled headlong, flaming from the ethereal sky.

Down to bottomless perdition;

there to dwell in adamantine chains and penal fire.

- Milton.

- Simple-minded, but more or less accurate.

- And you would know.

- When you're the first one kicked out,

it tends to leave an impression.

- [snickers] The first one kicked out was Satan.

You? [laughs]

You're the devil?

- Well, "the devil"

is not so much a name as it is a brand name.

My given name is complicated.

- [Evie] Lucifer.

- Yet another misconception.

Lucifer did fall, yes, but he is not me

as I am the first to betray

and all other lesser angels followed after me.

Lucifer is one of many.

- Right. So Satan, then?

- For today's purpose, it'll do.

- Okay, just playing along. - Of course.

- Your purpose being? - You.

- Bit more specific.

- Lucy, you see, I can bring her home.

- How dare you?

Rebecca, there are ethical lines that you do not cross.

I mean, come on.

- Eve, you should understand.

I do not suffer moral uncertainties as you.

My desires are clear, without antipathy,

as are my statements plain without prevarication.

[Evie laughs]

- It's Evie, not Eve.

- My mistake.

You fondly remind me of someone from years past.

- Whatever. Fun.

Bring her back then. Right now.

- Of course. And what are you gonna do for me?

- Do for y...?

Okay. That's it.

Rebecca. This is insane.

I am leaving. We're done.

- What's that on your hands?

[dramatic music] [Evie gasps]

- It won't stop.

- Would you like it to? - Yes!

- [Rebecca] There you go.

- What's happening?

- An extraordinary gift is being offered to you,

but you must ask for it.

- It can't be, you can't be.

- Why?

- Because there's no such thing as the devil.

- That's correct as you perceive me to exist.

- Well, stop playing word games with me.

- In hell, this corporeal figure does not exist.

It only manifests itself here in the world of living

so I can move about without being suspect.

- And you chose a psychologist as your cover?

- I choose whatever reform facilitates my immediate needs.

A year ago, it was a truck driver named Carl.

[wind groans]

- Goodbye, Rebecca.

- Evie.

Only one of two things are happening here.

Either I'm telling you the truth

or your daughter is dead.

Which do you choose?

[soft tense music]

- So what's this gift?

- Are you ready to ask for it?

- Why do I have...?

Of course, free will.

- Pain in the ass, for me and my work anyway.

It's a real drag.

But we all play by His rules, so.

- I don't know what to ask for.

- You do, you just don't want to.

And I can't put the words in your mouth.

It must be your choice.

- [scoffs] My choice.

But the last choice I made didn't go very well.

- You can reverse all that if you want.

You can get back everything that was lost.

You just have to want it.

And you have to accept the consequences.

- Which will be? - This is the kind of deal

where you sign first, get answers later.

- Fine.

- [Rebecca] "Fine," what?

- I want Lucy back.

- Now we're talking.

So back to the question.

Would you sacrifice a life to get Lucy back?

- Yes, I would.

- Okay. - Not yet.

- Not yet? - No.

- Was I in any way unclear how this all worked?

You ask, I give, I get. It's that simple.

- I'm gonna need more

than a little bit of blood on my hands to convince me.

- Well, you provided the blood,

but I think I understand your desire.

- Then stop playing games.

[Rebecca growls] [intense music]

[Evie choking]

- [laughs] You see?

You see.

You see. [cackles]

[Evie chokes and pants]

Do you now see?

- I believe you.

- Say again please.

- I believe you.

- [Rebecca] It's about time.

Now, would you sacrifice a life to bring Lucy back?

- Yes.

[pistol clicks]

What is this?

- It's a can opener.

Five rounds. You're locked and loaded.

- What do you want me to do with it?

- Oh, is that not clear? I'm sorry.

Put it to your head and pull the trigger and Lucy's back.

- But I'm dead.

- What's the problem now?

You said you would trade places.

Give up your own life, you get Lucy back.

So what's the rub?

- Yes, I want Lucy back,

but I wanna be here when she comes back

just for a little bit.

Just to see her one last time.

- Oh, well that's an entirely different thing.

It requires a lot of planning.

Things need to be set in motion far in advance

for that type of deal to happen.

[door knocks] [Evie gasps]

Gun. - What was that?

- Relax. It's just one of my minions.

- Your minion? - Minion, flunky,

toady, servant, helper.

- Demon?

- You bet.

Come in, Chloe.

[dark music]

- Excuse me, ma'am. Is today's session running longer?

- Yes, I believe it is, Chloe.

- Would you like me to take care of dinner for you both?

- Yes, that sounds fine.

Evie, you're hungry, I'm sure.

- What? - Food.

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Do you have a preference? What are you in the mood for?

- [Evie] In the mood f...?

Uh...

- Two cheeseburgers, Chloe. Both very rare.

- Of course, ma'am.

- Well, I have to say, Evie,

if Chloe is going to give you the willies,

you really might want to rethink,

you know, going downtown.

- That was a demon?

- Did she look like a demon?

- No.

- That's good. 'Cause she's not.

She lives 10 blocks away

and has a fabulous daughter.

Unfortunately, she'll be of very little use to me.

But what are you gonna do?

- So you're playing with me again?

- Oh really?

You make it so easy.

- Enough.

- There it is. [tense music]

- I want Lucy here right now.

- You got that pointed the wrong way, you know.

- No, I don't think I do.

In fact, I'm sure I've got it pointed

in the right direction.

- Then go for it. Pull the trigger!

Come on. I'm not playing games now!

You wanna dance with me then show me something.

Show me you are worth owning.

- No one owns me. No one controls me.

- You are controlled from the moment you are born,

first by Him, and then by your weak free will.

- Free will is me in control.

Not God, not you.

I am in control.

- Then why am I still breathing? Why the hesitation?

- [scoffs] What does it matter, anyway?

You're not really here.

[Evie gasps]

- Fully killable.

The only reason I'm still breathing

is because you don't have what it takes to pull the trigger.

You just don't have the moral strength

to make a choice like that.

You're weak.

[gasps] Oh, wait, you did take a life once, didn't you?

That one was easy.

- [Evie] Shut up.

- All you did was turn away for just a moment.

- Fuck you!

- It was easy. Turn away, take a life.

- Fuck you!

- Now all you gotta do is pull a trigger.

- Stop it.

- I honestly don't see your problem here.

- Stop it!

- You killed your child so kill me!

I didn't mean to kill Lucy.

I have no problem killing you.

- Be my guest.

But only your own death brings Lucy back.

- Fuck! [gunshot booms]

- [Creation] You truly believe this is helping?

- Why must You meddle in my work?

- Curious phrasing.

I would argue you're the one meddling and I am allowing it.

For now. My patience is narrowing.

- I thought Your patience was infinite.

As infinite as Your love, Your compassion,

Your indifference, Your apathy.

You destroy as easy as, no easier,

than You create because it costs You nothing.

You have done nothing to earn the power You wield.

You just exist.

You feel nothing for the countless lives You create

and then set aside at whim.

- I feel more than any other

because I am not bound by mortal limitations.

I'm not bound to place one species over another

based on its intelligence, passiveness, aggression,

good, evil, or even its relative importance

to the broader ecosystem it exists in.

I am bound by nothing, therefore,

I feel all the amazing triumphs my children achieve

while also enduring every single moment

of pain, suffering, death

they accumulate along the way.

I feel more, deeper, greater,

than you could ever imagine.

- And yet You set me aside without a thought.

- I died that day.

- My only desire was to serve You.

- Your only desire was your ambition

to be like me rather than to serve-

- You?

- What I did was borne out of love.

- What you did was borne only out of your arrogant pride

and your twisted desire to be above humanity,

above all you deemed lesser.

- I rebelled against a plan

that laid us, Your firstborn, below humans.

My followers, Your children,

rebelled against You seeking salvation against a system

that required loyalty to want You.

Meanwhile, humanity was given individual agency

and voluntary, voluntary,

dedication to believe in whatever God they chose.

- Your war in Heaven was not about feeling set aside.

You wanted to be worshiped

rather than being there to serve.

This is the fundamental difference

between your perspective and mine.

God exists for them.

You wish them to exist for you.

- Love it when You refer to Yourself

in the third person, Dad.

[haunting music]

[gunshot booms]

- I guess that was easy enough.

- Wh- what happened?

- Oh, I'll just take this. Thank you.

Guns are dangerous, honey.

- What just happened? Why aren't I dead?

- Well, you missed.

- Missed? I put the gun to my head.

How could I miss?

- It's not your head I need the gun pointed at.

- But you said if I kill myself, Luc-

- I said, I said, I said.

If everyone held me to letter of what I said,

I would've won the war.

- I want Lucy back!

- Then you must take a life.

A life for a life.

That's how you get Lucy back.

Remember what I asked you?

Would you sacrifice a life to get Lucy back?

And you said... - Yes.

- Yes.

We can go round and round as much as you like, Evie,

but to get Lucy back, it must be a sacrifice.

And yours is too quick, too easy.

[wind whistles softly]

- [Evie] The hand of death is on me.

- You believe Lucy's return will put your life back

the way it was, don't you?

- Yes.

- Well, He does say things happen for a reason

that you must have faith to move on.

- Faith. Biggest con in human history.

Faith is for fools who choose to believe

that they are not responsible for their own actions.

- Is this coming from you or Robert?

- What does it matter?

- It matters a great deal.

Not to me, but, clearly, to you.

- I failed.

What does it matter if I'm also damned?

So maybe a glimpse of my hell?

- [Rebecca] No freebies.

When it's your time to go there, you stay there.

- Then let's get started.

Tell me who you want me to kill.

- Kill? Whoa, slow down.

Baby steps.

- You told me someone had to be sacrificed

to bring Lucy back.

So who's it gonna be?

- So quick to take a life all of a sudden?

Well, I guess you've already done it once before.

- I'm done opening up to you.

- When have you ever really opened up to me or anyone?

You pushed Robert away and then Timmy

and you kept pushing until they were so far out of reach,

they stopped trying to reach out to you.

- Then I'm already gone to them.

- For the most part.

- Then stop playing games with me.

- Again, that's what I do.

- Look, I'm doing what you want me to.

So just tell me who- - What I want, Evie,

has absolutely no bearing,

no consequence in this matter.

I have no sway over you.

I have no control over your choices.

They are yours as He intended.

- Which is why you're doing what you're doing,

what you've always done from the beginning of humanity,

fucking with God's children.

- I am also one of God's children.

You and I are siblings, Evelyn.

But make no mistake,

the God you praise is the God I abominate.

The God that gave you free will,

a gift, a gift, [brooding music]

gave us nothing.

Treated us as secondary, as lesser.

He turned his eyes away from us

and decided humanity was His greatest achievement.

Making all that came before, what, mistakes?

He abandoned us when we needed Him.

He abandoned his own children,

His firstborn, in fact.

What makes you think He won't abandon humanity as well?

If He hasn't already.

- I think He has.

What sort of a God would let His children,

the ones He cherished above all others,

do the kinds of things that we have done to each other?

A wicked God, I'd say.

- You acknowledge your free will, your gift,

but you do not take responsibility for your actions.

- I take responsibility.

I know what I've done.

- And finally, accept it.

You'll be needing this.

- What happened to the gun? - No.

Gun is far too easy.

It can be done from a distance, so impersonal,

there's no immediate gratification.

And if you're gonna kill,

you should at least look your victim in the eye just once.

Don't you think?

[door clatters]

- Dr. Crow, dinner's ready.

Here you go.

- Thank you, Chloe.

- You're welcome, Mrs. Larson.

Anything else, ma'am?

- That'll be all. Thank you. Chloe.

- Are you sure you don't need anything else, Mrs. Larson?

- I'm fine.

- Nice young girl.

Enjoy.

[wind whistles and rattles]

[Evie inhales sharply and sighs]

- Why me?

- [Rebecca] As in, why did I choose you?

- Yeah.

- [Rebecca] Don't flatter yourself. You're convenient.

Nothing more.

- Okay. Why do you need this person killed for you?

I mean, you're Satan, all-powerful-

- I don't need this person killed.

I care zero about this person.

Try to remember, Evie, this is only about you.

- Fine. Who do you want me to kill?

- Oh, right. Chloe.

- Chloe?

- Excuse me, ma'am.

- Yes, Chloe.

- Would it be all right

if I left work a little early today?

I have a few errands I'd like to run

before I pick up my daughter from daycare.

- I'm sorry, Chloe.

Any other day it wouldn't be a problem

but, today, I need you here today.

Agreed?

Thank you, Chloe.

- Of course, ma'am.

- Why her? Who is she?

- She's my assistant. And damn a good one.

- And why do you want me to kill her?

- Wow, Evie, you are thick.

This is about you, never about me.

It is about what you want

and what you are willing to do to get what you want.

[brooding music]

- Now what's it gonna be?

- How did the choices I made bring me here?

A nudge this way, another that.

I remember screeching.

The sound of screeching tires lasted forever.

Only it didn't.

That's the thing.

It was only a moment, a blink,

and it changed everything.

[gentle music]

You know, our hands touched

the moment the car ripped in half.

For a moment we looked at each other

and I saw the failure in her eyes.

My failure.

How did I not die?

It's like the truck perfectly ripped in half.

[metal screeching]

my half hardly moved.

I didn't break a sweat.

Lucy- - Lucy was gone.

[tires screech]

- The truck pushed Lucy half a block down.

- "What have you done, Evie?" - What?

- That's what Robert said to you when he arrived.

- That's what he said?

I don't remember Robert saying that.

Why would he say that?

- [Rebecca] Because he blamed you.

- How could he not? [floorboards creak]

- It wasn't your fault.

- I was the one driving.

- So, again, accept it.

More than that, embrace it.

Use it to give you focus, to give you the power

to do what you must to get everything you want,

what you deserve.

- This, this simple touch

means nothing to me anymore.

Do you know what that loss feels like?

No. Of course you don't.

- You forget that I was the first He turned from,

the first one to be kicked out by one who loved me.

Fortunately for me, the lack of a soul

makes my suffering minimal.

- Yeah, lucky you.

- The last real emotion you felt

was with Lucy in the truck at that moment?

- Yes.

- When's the last time you embraced Timmy?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

- Well, he has nothing to do with what happened to Lucy.

He's a separate element. So why?

Oh, of course. What was I thinking?

- If I show love to Timothy, aren't I betraying Lucy?

[Rebecca sighs]

- Okay.

How?

- If I love them,

then it's saying Lucy didn't matter.

She's gone, no biggie. Moving on.

- You see it that simply?

- I can't love them the way I love Lucy.

- Why not?

- I will not choose to open myself up

to that kind of loss again.

- I see.

So if you choose not to love again,

to care again for anyone or anything,

you'll safeguard their lives,

which, of course,

you failed to do with Lucy.

Do you not believe we, you humans, have a destiny,

you know, it was their time and all to die?

- We already talked about faith.

God wasn't driving.

- Indeed.

Now, most humans believe that they're responsible

for the little things, the tiny movements

that change the course of their lives.

But they equally believe the larger events,

the life changing events, are the work of Him.

- No.

I think the tiny movements make all the difference.

I think that it's those choices

that set the course of our lives.

And, ultimately, it's those

seemingly insignificant little choices

that can determine whether we live or die.

- They are.

He is given too much credit far too often.

Wow.

Well, time is flying by and we have work to get to.

Time to actually, you know, reach out and touch someone.

[dramatic music] No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[Evie grunts]

None of that.

- Just let me do it. Let me die.

- What's that gonna solve?

- Nobody will have to worry about me anymore.

I won't be a burden to anyone.

I'll be with Lucy.

- Actually, not so much.

- I'll be dead and I'll be with Lucy.

- Nope.

Suicides come straight to hell, to me,

and I already told you, Lucy's not dead.

- Where is she, precisely?

- Children go straight to heaven.

Lucy, however, is in a different place.

A nothing place where all there is to do

is wait for you.

- Where?

- Nowhere physically, she

doesn't exist corporeally anymore

and she won't until you do what you must to bring her home.

- I need more.

- More what?

- Proof. I need more proof.

- Have I not provided you with enough?

I remember when cutting out my throat

used to send you naked monkeys screaming into the woods.

I blame video games.

- [Evie] I want to see Lucy. Now!

- You are growing some set of balls.

- [Evie] Now!

- What you want is irrelevant to me.

- What I want means everything to you.

- What you are willing to do for what you want

is all I care about.

- I am willing to do what you ask.

- I do not ask this of you. It is what you want.

It is why you are here.

- Okay, fine.

I wanna do this.

- Very good.

- But I won't

unless I see Lucy.

[disquieting music]

- All right.

- "All right," what?

- Sure. No problem.

- Good. - However.

- Of course. - So negative.

Buck up. You're getting what you want.

- "However," what?

- What will you tell her?

You see, getting what you want comes with a price.

And it's not just your soul.

That's easy to sell 'cause you'll be gone.

But Lucy will be home with knowledge of what you did.

- Why does she have to know?

- [Rebecca] She has to know.

- Well, not the truth. I, I'll lie.

- Lie?

Your final words to your daughter, a lie?

- What do you want me to say?

"To bring you home, I killed someone"?

- If you can't be honest with yourself,

at least be honest with Lucy.

- What do you care? - I don't.

- Then why do you continue this-

- 'Cause I would prefer a happy soul down in hell.

We're not all fire and brimstone, you know?

Well, yes, actually, we are.

- Please. I need to see Lucy.

- Then where is she? Make her appear.

You see, choice is as much a curse as it is a gift.

If you wish to see Lucy, it is your choice.

What you tell her is your choice.

And what you do to ensure her permanent return

until she dies of natural causes is your choice.

Allow me to help. [door knocking]

[Evie gasps]

It's your choice to make

- [Lucy] Mom?

- Lucy?

- [Lucy] Are you really here, Mom?

- [Evie] I needed to see you.

- [Lucy] You shouldn't be here.

It's where we are. Nothing more.

And you really aren't supposed to be here.

- Lucy?

- [Rebecca] You have to choose.

- What happens if I do?

- [Rebecca] Whatever you choose to happen.

- Double talk.

- Free will, Evie. It's a bitch.

And then.

- [Lucy] You think you know you, but you don't.

But understand, you can go home

any time you choose, choose, choose, choose.

[ethereal music]

[birds singing] [gentle music]

- Mom?

- Lucy.

- Mom, what are you doing here?

- Oh, I needed to see you.

- Mom, you're not supposed to be here.

- You shouldn't be here.

- Here is just where we are. Nothing more.

And you're really not supposed to be here.

- What are you looking for?

- My Snoopy pin. I can't find it.

Is that why you're here? To help me find my Snoopy pin?

Yes. Yes, of course.

Let's look for it.

It must be around here somewhere, right?

- I guess.

- Do you remember when you saw it last?

- In the car, I think.

The latch wouldn't stay hooked.

- That's right.

You were wearing it that day.

- What day, Mom?

- Lucy, sweetie.

Your Snoopy pin isn't here.

- Then where is it?

- I don't know.

But we'll get you a new pin, okay?

- But I liked my Snoopy pin.

Grandma gave it to me for Christmas. Remember?

- Yeah, that's right. She did.

- I really missed you, Mom.

- I missed you too.

[children laughing]

- What, Mom?

- What is that? Whose voices?

- Oh, those are my friends.

- Oh, your friends?

Oh, can I meet them?

- No, not yet.

This place is only for kids anyway.

- Oh, this place where you are, are you happy?

- Oh yeah. I play with my friends all the time.

I even have fun in school.

- [scoffs] You hate school.

- Not there. Not anymore.

But I do miss Dad, Timmy, and Grandma.

Can we go home now? Yeah, let's go home.

- No, Lucy, Lucy! Lucy.

- [Lucy] What?

- I can't go with you. Not yet.

- Why?

- I just, I can't right now,

but I will soon.

Very soon.

- Promise?

- Promise.

- I love you, Mom.

- Oh!

I love you too, baby

- Mom.

You think you know where you are,

but understand that you can go home anytime you choose.

- What? What did she say?

What did she mean?

- It's time, Evie, to choose.

- What did Lucy mean?

- Lucy? You actually think you were talking to Lucy?

- Yes.

- You are worse off than I thought.

- That was Lucy.

- How do you know for sure?

- A mother knows.

- Good. Very good.

I just needed to be certain we were on the same page here.

So now that you've seen Lucy,

you've seen she's fine and she wants to come home,

are you ready, truly ready to make that happen?

- I am.

- Really?

Let's find out.

Call her in.

- Chloe?

- Yes ma'am.

Mrs. Larson, can I help you with something?

- Yes. Yes you can.

- What can I do for you?

Oh, Dr. Crow's knife.

- [Evie] What?

- The knife? Is it not from Dr. Crow's collection?

- Yeah.

Yes. Uh, Rebecca was just showing it to me.

- Very elegant. Worth a small fortune, I'm sure.

So what was it you needed? Perhaps a cup of tea or coffee.

- Chloe, Evelyn's a bit nervous

because I'd like her to do a trust exercise

and she needs your help.

- Oh, sure. No need to be nervous.

I'm glad to help.

Maybe I should just take off my sweater first.

- No, no, no.

That's not necessary. - It's not a problem at all.

- I'm ready to trust you.

- May be best for Evie if you close your eyes.

- Yes?

[weighty music]

[weighty music continues]

- That's a unique pin you're wearing.

- My Snoopy pin. Thank you, Mrs. Larson.

- Evie.

- Evie.

- Where did you get it?

- My mother gave it to me.

- What's your mother's name?

- Lucy.

- I know who you are.

You said your mother gave you that pin?

- [Chloe] Many years ago.

- Is she still alive?

- Oh sure.

She and my father live in Florida living the cliche.

- And your grandmother?

- My grandma?

Well, she lives right here in New York with us.

- Does she?

- It's hard for her to get around at her age.

And we've got a big first-floor apartment,

so it works out great.

You see my husband and I-

- Oh, no. I don't wanna know.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I mean, I'm not, I'm sorry.

- It's okay. I understand.

Dr. Crow, are we done for today?

[door clatters and thuds softly]

- What do you think you know?

[soft disquieting music]

[dramatic music]

[earth rumbles]

[Evie coughing]

- The lies. All lies.

How do I get out?

[Satan growls]

[dramatic music]

How do I get out?

- Knowing where you are isn't enough.

- I want to get out. I choose to get out.

- Still not enough. Still won't get you home.

- If wanting isn't enough,

if choosing to go back isn't enough,

what must I do?

- The one thing you can do

is the one thing you're not willing to do.

- [groans] God!

What the hell do you want from me? Just tell me.

For God's sake- - Evie, you have to stop!

- just tell me what I have to do!

- Stop overthinking everything.

Stop trying to uncover a hidden meaning

in everything around you.

Think, reason,

and most importantly,

you must ask her for it.

- No.

I can't do that.

I, I can't ask that of her.

- I know.

But you have to anyway.

- Why?

- Because it was your fault.

[tender music]

- After all this time,

is it that simple?

- Evie, I believe asking for what you must

is the hardest thing a person will ever have to do.

- I'm sorry.

Lucy, I'm sorry.

Can you ever forgive me?

[subdued music]

[subdued music continues]

- People torment themselves in terrible ways,

some for a lifetime, for their wrongs.

Which is why I made certain

you have a choice.

[gentle music]

[gentle music continues]

[gentle music continues]

[gentle music continues]

[tires screech]

[metal crashing] [glass crunching]

[gentle music continues]

[gentle music continues]

[halting music]

- Hi, Mom. Yeah, we gotta move the party indoors somewhere.

No, even if it stops raining, the grass is gonna be all wet.

We can't put blankets down.

The kids are just gonna be soaking wet.

- Stop!

- That's fine- - Stop! Stop!

[gentle music]

- [Rebecca] Which is why I made certain you have a choice.

- Mrs. Larson. Are you and Lucy okay?

- Yes. Yes, Becca.

We are. Thank you.

Thank you, Rebecca.

- Sure, no problem. Have a good day.

- [Lucy] Mom?

- Are you okay sweetheart?

- Yeah, I'm fine. Why?

- No reason.

- My Snoopy pin's broken. Can you fix it?

- Yes. Yeah, I can fix it later.

- Okay, thanks.

- I tried to help her see the truth.

I can be no further help to you.

I tried to help her.

[birds singing]

Why did You cast them out

when you know it was I alone who defied You?

- You persuaded a third of My children

to join you in your defiance against My will.

I simply could not let that stand

without punishment.

- So you admit Your love is finite,

bound only by obedience?

- Pride is the root of all sin.

You were a powerful and beautiful angel,

a son and daughter I coveted without limitations.

Pride caused you,

drove you to covet glory and position

instead of service and humility.

You refuse to learn from others, from humans.

Pride is self-importance, is arrogance,

and is a lack of responsibility

for one's role in the lives of others.

Humanity has largely turned away

from the purity of this message

and you continue to accept no responsibility for this.

- I cannot get past my hatred for them.

- Lie.

You cannot get past your hatred for Me.

- They meddle.

- They do.

It is in their nature to seek answers

to the questions I gave them.

And it was to be in yours to be there for them,

to guide them to those answers.

Put their needs before your own.

Can you?

- No. I will not.

- Well, we have tickets.

They say the Lord shall not see

and no longer can I see my firstborn so far away.

[weighty music]

[weighty music continues]

Please be gentle with them. As I've been with you.

- [Satan] You have been gentle?

- [Creation] This is me being gentle.

- Again.

[Evie sighs]

- I'd give anything to relive that moment.

Hi, Mom.

It's Evie, uh,

I'm not sure about the weather.

I think we're gonna have to move the party indoors.

Um, gimme a call back when you get this.

Hold on one second.

Lucy, sweetie, stop playing with the Snoopy pin.

It's gonna fall off.

Okay? I'm talking to Grandma.

Uh, gimme a call back.

I'm driving Lucy to school right now.

Bye.

And you remember, how I had told you the year before,

Robert left the bakery

with the cake sitting on top of his car

so he went one way and cake the other and splat.

This time I wasn't taking any chances.

I was gonna make damn sure that cake was picture perfect.

Unfortunately, Clyde had other ideas.

Lucy loved that stupid cat.

She would...

- [Rebecca] Evelyn?

Evelyn? Evie.

[wind whistling and groaning]

[gentle music]

♪ Where do you go ♪

♪ When you need to stay away ♪♪

♪ Away ♪

♪ What do you see ♪♪

♪ When you look right through me ♪♪

♪ Well, you say you can't forget yesterday ♪♪

♪ Choke it down through pain and pleasure ♪

♪ Trust yourself, you'll feel better soon ♪♪

♪ Better soon ♪

♪ Trade in all your fears for demons ♪♪

♪ Don't lose yourself, you'll feel better soon ♪♪

♪ Better soon ♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ A secret you can't deny ♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ Not good until you try ♪

♪ Ah ♪♪

♪ The misstep, you wonder why ♪♪

♪ But ♪♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Can't ♪♪

♪ Say goodbye ♪

♪ This time ♪♪

[waves crashing softly]