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Daddy will be there in a minute.

so so

Spring is officially here.

The baby asparagus are out.

You know, I think we should put in corn this year. It'd be great for the kids.

They could play hide-and-seek in the corn patch, and we could make a

scarecrow.

Julia! Hey, Thomas, what are you... Um, Grace, can you save the toilet paper?

Earth to Grace?

Does this look like a doctor?

I don't remember.

Daddy's home. How's my two rugrats?

How was your day? Good.

This March is going to be amazing.

People are really inspiring.

They're so organized.

And there's lots of professors and college grads.

You wouldn't believe the great people out there fighting the good fight. To

your toddlers at the march sounds like hell to me. So we'll stick them in the

strollers. We're going to march all the way from Roxbury to the Boston Common as

a family. And there'll be thousands of people just like us.

Back me up here, Grace.

I can stay here with them.

Do you think those pictures might be too much for the kids?

Come here, little guy. Come here.

I will say this, Grace.

You are talented.

Go back, Waco.

What's this about Grace?

In the last few weeks, everything she draws is aliens and the abduction. She's

obsessed. It's all she ever talks about.

Something you never talk about at all.

Everybody processes things differently.

Grace is just trying to work through what they did to her in her own way. No.

She's dwelling on the past because she's unhappy in the present.

We need to spend more time with her. I don't know the schedule, Elmo.

I'm not punching a time clock.

I'm just trying to do what comes natural. She needs you, kid.

Go to her.

Y'all play?

I have to get it down on paper before it disappears from my head.

Does this hair remember it?

I guess so.

I'm not doing it for me.

It's for our children, Kit.

They need to know where they came from.

Lana's worried.

She wants to forget the past.

But those are not the memories I'm scared of.

Memories of that black night.

Those feelings.

when I lost control of myself.

That's what makes me afraid.

You're a different person now.

Kit?

Kit! Kit! Help me with the babies.

Kit! You got it?

I know who tried to burn down my house. It was Billy and his friends.

Billy Marshall.

I thought you said you were inside when it happened.

Did you see him?

Not exactly.

But it was his truck.

There are lots of trucks, Mr. Walker.

I know he did it.

If you don't arrest him, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to protect my family.

I heard about your family.

You're the father of two children.

One Caucasian, one Negro.

What's that got to do with anything?

You know polygamy is illegal in the state of Massachusetts.

Police are gonna be no help.

Where's Alma?

She's crying in her room.

She thought it was the creatures coming back for her.

She's inconsolable.

You okay?

I'm strong, remember?

I better go to work.

That's what I was thinking.

Go.

Don't worry about it.

What's wrong with you?

Is it because Kit has been spending more time with me? That was my idea,

remember? Ever since those boys attacked us. I don't care about those boys, so

it's me.

I'm done with the alien talk.

It was the worst thing that ever happened to me, and you acted like it

was a religious experience.

Because it was.

Um, they brought me back to life. They gave us these amazing children.

How can you not be grateful? Grateful? They snatched me from this house,

stripped me down, threw me on a metal slab, and stuck metal probes inside of

me. Hey.

This is good.

You need to talk about it. Maybe together we can understand what it

meant. No, it meant nothing, Grace. It was senseless cruelty.

They were like little boys plucking wings off a butterfly.

No, I don't believe that for a second.

They're so far ahead of us.

These children are a living proof.

Someday, they'll come back for them. No, listen, Grace. I don't want them to come

back. And these children have nothing to do with them. If you do anything to try

and call them back here... Of course they'll come back.

For kids.

They chose him because his mind is so open, because he has incredible empathy

for every living thing. Do not talk to me about Kit. I married him, remember?

Before all of this madness, we lived together in this house as husband and

wife.

You really think your life was so much better before? Before my husband brought

home an axe murderer, yes.

They locked you away for a reason, Grace.

Well, at least I wasn't the one locking myself away.

Is this the way you want Juliet to grow up?

Ashamed of who she is?

Grace, I'm so sorry. I've never done that before.

What's going on?

Let's have a family meeting. I'm done. No more meetings.

Grace.

You ever sleep?

Not if I can help it.

I spend my whole life asleep.

I'm locked away.

So much time already wasted.

I won't waste another moment.

I understand.

I know you do.

I love you, kid.

And our sweet, beautiful, miracle babies.

Our life here has been more precious than I could have dreamed.

But something's changed.

I won't live in fear and isolation.

Not anymore.

Not again.

The future is coming, kid.

No matter what.

We can. hide from it. We have to engage with it. We have to embrace it.

Locked doors and shattered windows won't keep it out.

Alma needs to understand that.

We have to open up.

Daddy will be there in a minute.

You move, boss.

We interrupt this program to bring you an emergency broadcast from President

Johnson. Snake eyes.

Dumb drop mountain is mine, chickens.

You want to get through

Peppermint Stick Forest, you got to go through me.

Percy,

knock it off.

His lithium levels are way too high. Dr. Miller should check on him.

Martha,

your move.

Jude.

May I have a word,

please?

You hear something?

It couldn't mean me. Jude is dead.

I was renamed... What was it?

Betty Drake.

Yeah. Betty Drake.

Please, Jude, don't be childish.

Childish? Hell, I'm the queen of Candyland.

A short audience, your majesty.

You're leaving Briarcliff?

But you're not leaving the church.

On the contrary, I've been appointed cardinal.

I live in New York.

Looking for you.

You had a dream. You made it come true.

You should also know that the church is relinquishing ownership of Briarcliff.

We've donated it to the state. They'll use it as an overflow facility.

Jude, I cannot leave here knowing I've left you behind to rot. I'm arranging

for your release.

I'm gonna get you out. The cruelty ends here.

The cruelest thing of all, Timothy.

will make you a believer, Jude.

It's your move boss.

What are you doing here?

Me and my girls just got transferred in from county.

I don't call for you. Well, I need an appointment to see your highness.

Get her royalty.

Queen Bee, I saw her here.

You don't belong here.

Yeah, that's what I told the judge.

He disagreed.

Hell, most of my so-called victims are living off government checks anyway.

It's been their dole and liquor and gambling before I'd ever see a rent

check.

I thought I was doing the taxpayer's service.

I know who you are.

My reputation precedes me.

Good.

Then you know how things are going to go around here.

You get one chance to be a part of this with me.

What?

I hear you're the gal to talk to when it comes to the way things run around here.

You can either roll the throats with me, or just be one more tongue clock.

Think it over.

Storm clouds are gathering, Peppa. I can see them coming on the horizon.

I hope the Monsignor is true to his promise and acts quickly.

You know, you can't put stock into his promises, too.

You're being too harsh.

I saw something in his eyes.

There's nothing there.

My soul is to take care of.

God help us all.

Say a prayer for your mother's speedy recovery, Jorge.

You should pray too.

Thanks, Betty. I'll do that.

Lights out in 10 minutes.

Hello, gorgeous.

I'm on top.

What's she doing here? She's your new roommate.

Everyone doubles up, Betty.

No.

No.

I don't know what song was playing in your head, but I don't want you here.

I'm not ready.

You lose something, honey.

Everything in this cell belongs to me.

That includes you.

Why are you doing this?

Why now?

I'm so close to getting out.

What are you talking about?

Everyone knows there's only one way out of Bratcliffe, and it ain't the front

door.

You're toying with me.

Baby Cakes, I'm only just starting the tour with you.

When I get gone, you'll be begging for more.

You'll be shaking and moaning.

You stay away from me.

Don't be that way.

Here, drag.

Come, Fresno's.

Stay away from me.

You just stay away from me.

do with you.

You'll change your tune.

You okay, boss?

You look a little green around the gills.

Trouble sleeping.

They gave me a roommate.

Stocking us up like cordwood.

What you doing over here all by your lonesome?

Don't go hopping off too far, my little chocolate bunny.

Hey, Rummy.

March here says you ain't been cooperating.

She says you've been taking your meds. My meds, yes, I took them down the

hatch. It's just 12 pills, 12 pills a day.

Keeps the doctor away.

No, see, you weren't supposed to take them. You were supposed to squirrel them

away. I told you how, remember, Remy?

I also told you what would happen if you didn't do as I said.

Everyone can see you challenging me, Remy.

We can't have that.

Hey, hey!

All right?

Go get somebody, all right?

I'll get out.

Yes, sweetheart.

No, get off of me.

I don't want to die.

She tried to kiss me. She's dead. I've seen her before.

I've seen her before. You crazy goddamn bitch.

I ain't rooming with her.

She tried to kill me.

This is wrong.

It's all wrong.

Betty Drake.

What are we going to do with you?

Betty.

Do you know where you are?

Am I a...

In your office.

And do you know who I am?

Uh, Dr. Crump.

Correct.

I hear you've had a bit of a dust-up with your new roommate.

Was I... I thought she...

I don't like her.

You haven't liked any of the women you've roomed with.

That's five in two months.

What?

There are no single rooms here at Briarcliff, Betty. You know that, unless

you want to go back to solitary.

I know you spent quite a bit of time there when you first arrived, but you

don't want to go back there, do you, Betty?

No. Good.

Then I can count on you to make more of an effort to get along with your

roommate.

Has the Monsignor left any word?

The Monsignor?

I need to speak to him. I need to speak to the Monsignor. You mean the hospital

chaplain? No.

No.

No.

I mean Monsignor Timothy Howard.

I spoke to him right before he left for New York. He's working on my release.

I need to speak to him.

You mean Cardinal Timothy Howard?

Yeah.

Cardinal.

He told me.

that he had been appointed Cardinal of New York.

Two and a half years ago.

What?

Timothy Howard was appointed Cardinal of New York shortly after the church

donated Briarcliff to the state two and a half years ago.

No.

No, I just... I just talked to him on Monday.

You're confused, Betty.

I am not!

She was there. Pepper?

Pepper. Yeah.

The pinhead. She's a friend of mine.

Oh, yes. That poor microcephalic creature. You were very upset when she

passed.

Passed.

but died, Betty.

The winter of 66, shortly after we took over.

Don't you remember?

It's all right, Betty.

I'll talk to Dr. Creighton about upping your chlopromazine levels.

Everything's going to be all right.

Ladies and gentlemen, it is my distinct honor to welcome to Newman's Books the

writer of Maniac, One Woman's Story of Survival. It's been on the New York

Times bestseller list for ten weeks now.

The book is a sensation, and after devouring it in one sitting, I can

honestly say she's my hero.

Please welcome my new favorite author, Lana Winters.

I've been asked to do a small reading before the signing.

So here goes.

How long had it been?

20 minutes?

20 hours?

20 days?

In a windowless room without a clock, time felt like a luxury I couldn't

afford.

I reminded myself any moment now my time could end.

And all the minutes I extracted with my lies, with the show of affections and

empathy, could slip from my grasp like sand through my fingers.

Click, click, click.

The fluorescent lights flickered on.

Adrenaline coursed through my body. My muscles tensed. My heart pounded through

my chest.

His appearance was always unexpected.

I came to believe he was always watching me, waiting to catch me off guard. But

this time, there was more than one coming down the basement steps.

Another woman.

Her hands tied behind her back, staggered in front of him. She stumbled

down the stairs, landing hard on the tile floor. And she looked up at me.

And it was as if I was looking in a mirror.

and saw my own despair.

That's when he turned to me and said, say hi to our new toy.

That's bullshit.

That never happened.

You told me that that's what you were going to do.

Tortured me with the idea that somehow I would be responsible for another victim.

I suggested it. I never did it. Because I escaped before you could. It's still a

lie, Lana.

You put it in your book just so you could sell more copies. You sold out.

I'm a writer.

It's my job to tell the essence of truth.

Is that why you called me your roommate?

I was your lover.

But in your book, I was covered in a cloak of asexuality. Our life together

disappeared. That part of my life wasn't pertinent to the book.

It would have distracted the reader from the central theme.

Your theme?

Face it, Lana.

You're only interested in one thing.

Fame.

I'm sorry.

I must have lost my place.

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you had to go through that again.

You're so incredibly brave.

Thank you.

I couldn't find any snacks.

Didn't I ask you to pack almonds?

This tab is warm. Jesus.

They don't have any ice here. So then hightail it to the Ho-Jo's across the

street. Okay.

So, who do I make it out to?

Kit.

Kit Walker.

Oh, my God.

Kit.

I was so sorry to hear about Grace.

I wanted to write to you.

Oh, would it have been nice to hear from you?

Can't lie.

No, yes, I know. It's just... It's been so crazy.

I just sold the film rights to Hollywood.

Can you believe it?

Wow. Yeah.

What do you think of Tuesday Weld as me?

Well,

a girl can dream, right? She'd be a great you.

Right, you.

So, uh, you got time for a cup of coffee?

Did you see me on cabin?

I was so nervous, but I think I did well.

He was very complimentary during the commercials.

I'm sure you knocked him dead.

Anyway, you been back to Briarcliff? Oh, my God, Kit, you're not gonna believe

what I'm doing next. A book about Lee Emerson and his crime spree after he

escaped from Briarcliff.

That psycho who nailed the monsignor to the cross? Do you know he killed seven

nuns? Seven.

I thought of calling it Santa and the Seven Nuns.

Too campy. Why are you writing about him?

Jesus. He's just another maniac.

That's my canvas, Kit.

I found my voice.

The way Capote did with In Cold Blood. I have a perspective on the stunted male

psyche that no one else has.

I lived it.

You swore you were going to take down Briarcliff, expose it to the world.

You promised Jude you were going to be a reporter, not a cheap celebrity.

Things change.

People change.

I built a life for myself, Kit.

A really substantial life, and I did it by spinning straw into gold.

It could have gone very differently.

I would have thought you of all people would understand that.

I do.

And I respect you.

Believe me, I know all too well that I could still be in there, drooling in the

bread dough with all the other lunatics. Careful when you talk about those

lunatics.

You're talking about my wife.

Thomas, he loves to build things.

I bought him a train set the other day, and next thing I know, he put the track

together by himself.

Julia is a little dancer.

She loves to dance.

Just like her mother.

I miss him so much.

They miss you, too.

No, they don't even know me.

Every night at dinner, Julia makes me make an extra plate in case you come

home hungry.

I'd give anything to see them again.

Could you bring them next time, even if only for a few minutes?

No,

forget it. You can't bring them here.

I'm so sorry, Alma.

I don't know how you survived this place.

Jesus.

I had no idea she was there.

Not anymore.

There's no warning.

No sign at all. Her heart just stopped.

I completely failed you.

And Grace.

And those kids.

I'm gonna try to make it right.

My God.

Everyone's gone but us.

Well, there is one person left.

Toughest one of all.

What do you mean?

Jude.

She's still there.

That's not possible.

I saw her death certificate.

Then I saw her.

Any instructions on how you'd like us to deal with her body? I'll take her home.

She'll be buried on her land.

Time for my story.

Sister Jude?

Sister Jude?

It's me.

Kit Walker.

They said you were dead.

No, no, they did.

Because they stole the rights.

The rights to my story.

It's based on my life. Every word of it.

Sister Bertram.

She's got the devil in her.

She stole my hat.

Your hat?

That's how she did it.

How she managed to fly out of this place.

One of these days, I'm gonna fly my ass right a-

I didn't know.

I couldn't know.

I went back there, kid.

I did try.

Monsignor told me she'd hanged herself.

He lied to you. She's been there this whole time. I don't know what you expect

me to do about that now. What you said you'd do.

Get the place shut down.

The world has to know what's going on at Briarcliff. The place is a snake pit.

And it always has been.

And I'm sorry to hear about you.

It's heartbreaking.

But let's be real here.

Every bed in that place, she made.

Her choice, not ours.

Can you really be that odd? I'm as hard as I have to be.

It's what's kept me alive.

I'm sorry, but there's a dozen more people waiting to get their books

signed.

It really was good to see you

again, kid.

Yeah, sure.

Good luck out there.

Everything with a white dot is 25% off.

Books with orange dots, 50%. I'm not looking for bargains.

I'm looking for a particular title. It's a really old book.

I'm a connoisseur of the first printing.

You mean first edition?

Yeah, that's it.

First edition.

You're in the wrong place.

All we have left is the crap we haven't sold in the last 44 years.

If you notice, we're going out of business. No, it's here. The computer

says that you're the only store around with an autographed copy.

Maniac. One woman's story of survival?

By Lana Winters?

That's not for sale.

I've been looking for it for a long time. That's my mother's personal copy.

She credited that book with giving her enough courage to finally leave my

father.

She said he was her own version of Bloody Face.

With Amy Price.

I'm related to her.

The writer.

She's my mother. Listen, I was a women's studies major.

I read every one of her books. The only baby she ever had was by rape. With

bloody face.

And he died at birth.

And I see it.

I just want to see her name.

It's her signature.

It's as close as I ever got to her in person.

Okay, we're done.

Bye-bye.

I gave you a chance to name your price.

Now I'll tell you mine.

There's nothing you could say to make me change my mind. You're gonna give me

that book because it's my fate to have it.

You see, I have a plan to meet my mother.

And when I see her, I'm going to greet her with a polite, hello, Ms. Winters,

do you know who I am?

And she'll shake her head in ignorance.

And then I'll present this book of lies.

And then I'll say, I'm in your book.

Except I didn't die.

I'm the piece of trash you threw away 48 years ago.

I'm your son.

Once she fully understands who it is standing in front of her, I'll take out

my 9mm handgun, point it at her face, and pull the trigger.

And finally, I would have completed my father's work.