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[Young Girl]
Green dreams and red dreams

and yellow dreams.

I thought every color
had its own dream,

and maybe if I wore
the right color
on the right day,

I could get what I wanted.

But sometimes it just
seems like everything
is getting darker,

and then I don't believe
in any of the dreams.

They'll be here soon.

Yeah, I know.
Five more minutes,
I'll jump in the shower.

You okay?

Your family...

What?
They'll be happy for us,
won't they?

Of course they will.
We like big families here.

Come on. Don't worry.

Okay? Be right back.

Okay.

[Woman]
And, uh, what happened
to her parents?

They... They were killed.

Oh. I'm so sorry.

Poor thing.

When is she coming?

On Friday.
Friday, yes.

Mom, isn't it wonderful
the adoption went through?

Of course.

It's the best
they could have hoped for.

You must be very happy.

What's her name?
Do you have a picture?
Uh, yeah.

Come on, Claire.
Tell me everything.
Okay.

Well, she's called
Isabel, and--

Isabel. I love that name.

What does she look like?
Well, she's beautiful,
of course.

Here you go.

Oh, Claire, she's adorable.

Yeah, she's great.

You and Adrian
must be so thrilled.

Yeah. Look, I'll be back
in a moment, okay?

Yeah, sure.
Sure.

Well, you have
a really awkward way
of showing it.

I am happy for you,
if this is what you want.

You say that like
it was a mistake, though.

I'm worried
that you and Claire
aren't ready for this.

Ready for it?
[sighs]

Adrian, I thought
you were adopting a baby.

And this is a child.
An eight-year-old child.

So what?
What is the expiration
on a child?

Six? Three? Four?
When are they too old
to be loved, huh?

Please.
Don't get sentimental.

With this child's past
and her parents being--

I don't even want
to think about it.

And then Claire--

It makes no sense.

Why doesn't it?

You have to be sure, son!

Uh, listen,
this child is going
to be a part of our family.

Your family.

Okay. Okay.

Look, you and Claire
are thinking of giving a home

to an unwanted little girl,
and that's a wonderful thing--

We're not thinking about it.

We've done it.

[chuckles]

Listen, all I'm asking is
for you to be a little bit
supportive, hmm?

Thought I might
find you here.

You were right, Adrian.
Your family's overjoyed
for us.

It's not my family.
It's my mother.

Last time I looked, she was
sort of an important part
of your family, wasn't she?

Listen, Claire,
my mother doesn't hate you.

No. She blames me,
which is worse.
Well, she shouldn't.

Yeah, well, maybe
she gets it from you.
[scoffs]

You know what, Claire?

I always thought that
it was only my mother
who distorts the truth.

Claire, Claire,
we got what we wanted.

We have a wonderful
little girl who needs
our love and our support.

"Yeah, but you have
to be sure, son."

Everyone grieves
in a different way.

When my father
died last year,

you know, my mother,
she thinks she honors him

by making herself
miserable.

She carries around
his memories like weights.

And how do I grieve?

Like I do.

On the inside.

But my mother
doesn't understand that.

You know, my mother,
she's angry at the world
for taking my father,

just like I would have been
if I ever lost you.

She's getting better.

She's gone from
incredibly stubborn

to just plain old
really stubborn.

But she worries,
of course.

Well, so do I.

You worry too much.

Too much, Claire,
just like a mommy.

Give me a hug.
Come on.

Mmm.
Ohh.

[applause]

Think you could
get used to this?
Well, I'd like to.

You know, if your designs
keep winning awards,

I'm gonna have
to make you a partner.

I think I could get
used to that, as well.

[Claire laughing]

I've never danced with
a future executive partner
before.

Well, they like
to be kissed a lot.

Oh, kissed a lot?
Yeah, a lot.

[chuckles]

A lot?
A lot, a lot, a lot.

[clattering]

[Adrian]
Honey, are the sheets done?
Yeah. I'm just coming.

[clatter]

***

Claire, are you okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I'm fine. Um...

The shelf just broke,
so... could you--

Yes, yes, I'll fix it.
Yeah, I've gotta go
and do the sheets.

Thanks.

You're the best we got, Claire.
The project's yours
if you want it.

The question is, do you?
Well, why wouldn't I?

All right, look, maybe
the better question might be,

"Do you think you can handle it
if we land the account...

with the deadline
for the final blueprints?"

Hmm? I'd love to see you
take this one, Claire.

Projects like this can
bring the type of prestige
that will build this firm

and, of course,
build your future in it.

Well, you close the deal,
I'll make whatever
sacrifices I need to.

[doorbell rings]

[chuckles]
Well, look who's here.
Hello.

Hello. Come in, come in.

Hello, Isabel.
Well, hello.

Hello there.
Hi.

Hi.

How are you doing, huh?
Are you well?

Yeah?

Can I give you a hug?

Yeah?

Okay.

[door closes]

Is this really
my new home?
Yes, it is.

[Claire]
Yeah. It is.

Do you like the flowers?

They're pretty.

Yeah, they're tulips.
They're my favorites.

Shall I go and
show you your room?
Yeah? Huh?

My room?
Yeah.
You've got your own room.

All the way up the stairs
at the very top.

Yeah, it's a long climb
upstairs...

[Isabel]
Are you sure it's my room?

[Claire]
Yeah, it's your room.
Of course it is.

Wow.

[Adrian chuckles]

Do you like it?

Boom.
[chuckles]

Welcome home.

She's had a rough life.
Just be patient.

It may take some time.

Thank you so much
for everything.

Just give her
a good life.

That's all the thanks
I need.

[Isabel]
Has anyone seen my mom and dad?

Mom? Dad?

Isabel, you can't
play all night.

You have to get
some sleep.
But I just wanted to--

You just wanted to what?
The dollhouse will be
here tomorrow.

Come on.
Let's go to bed.

Get in bed.

You want to sleep
with a doll?

Yes.

Yes? Which one?

Mommy and Daddy.

Mommy and Daddy.

[Adrian]
Mommy and Daddy.

Here we go.

This is Mommy,
and this is Daddy.

We'll be downstairs
if you need us, okay?

Sweet dreams.

So did you get
all your things put away?

These your parents?

That was before
I lost them.

I don't want to forget them.

Oh, you won't.

We never forget
the ones we love.

Do you want me
to leave the light on
in the dollhouse

so it's not so dark?

You gonna be all right
sleeping in here by yourself?

I'm not by myself.

Ah.

Of course.

All right, well,
you three sleep tight.

Night-night.

Good night.

Good night.

[laughter]

She looks like
she's in great spirits.

Yeah. She has
her quiet moments, too.

Well, it's a lot
for a little girl:
new parents, new home.

I know.

What about you?
How are you juggling
all this with work?

Your big meeting last week--
My big meeting was
postponed for two weeks.

Let's just hope I can make
as big an impression on them
as Isabel is making on us.

Hi.

The kids seem
to like Isabel, huh?

Yeah.

Uh, about last week--

Let's just-- It's fine.

Maybe I didn't
express myself well,

but I understand
where you are,
that's all.

Really?

And where is it that I am?

Trying to adjust
to a new life.

Like when my husband died,
God bless him.

But believe me, Claire,
it's a painful struggle
every day.

Even now. Big changes
can be overwhelming.

And you coming
to a new country,
a new culture,

and then being a parent
for the first time,

especially
to a fully grown girl

with her own thoughts
and feelings and fears--

Well, I think she's still got
a lot of growing up to do.

But I appreciate your concern.

So, you feel comfortable
with Isabel, right?

She's my child.

Yes, but she wasn't
always.

Well, not everyone prefers
to live in the past.

God.

[sighs, clears throat]

Oh, Jesus.

[disposal turns off]

[clattering]

Excuse me.
Oh!

Oh, Isabel,
can I get you something?

An apple, please?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Oh, no-- Oh, here we are.
There you go, darling.

Thank you.

Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah.
It's fine, honey.

Okay.

Did you have fun with
Antonio and Diego today?

Isabel?

Not really.

Oh. Looked like you were
having a great time.

I figured
that's what you wanted.

Isabel, you don't
have to do anything
you don't want to, ever.

Do you understand me?

Were they mean?
Did they say something?

No.

They're very nice.
It wasn't them.

Well, then who was it?
Did one of the adults
say something?

Grandma Carmen?

Do you ever feel like you're
being watched all the time?

Uh, yes.

I think I have
felt like that.

I guess
I'm getting used to it.

Has he been here long?

Who?

I think he's my friend.

Your...

Well, can I see
your friend, too?

You have to want to.

[Adrian]
She'll open up.

Just give her some time.

She's hiding something.

Of course
she's hiding something.

She's eight years old,
and she's probably got

a green monster
and two rabbits
under her bed.

Adrian,
I'm being serious.
So am I.

She'll come around.

Do you ever feel like
you're being watched?

Watched?

By who?

I don't know.

It's something
Isabel said.

Would you please
turn off the light, Claire?

[gasps]

[Adrian]
Yeah.

I do have that feeling
sometimes.

Oh, I'm so, so sorry
I'm late.

No, you got here just in time.
Don't worry about it.

I was just telling
Mr. Dozier

that we've agreed
to get the plans to him
by Thanksgiving.

And, of course,
we can do that because...

Because of me?

He said you were the most
innovative architect
in the firm.

Thank you.

Don't forget the one
that never misses
a deadline.

It is possible then?

Yeah, look, I'm sorry.
I think I'm still
a little unclear

as to why
we moved the deadline
forward again.

We think having
the blueprints ready for
the December presentation

will give our city
the strongest bid for
holding the convention.

It's not just talk.
It's real plans.

Here's what
we're going to build.

It can be done?

Just in time for
the holidays, Claire?

Absolutely. You know
you can count on me.

See that?
What did I tell you?
No problem.

I got my number one
on the job.

Claire,
have a look, please.

This is what
we were thinking.

Mr. Dozier, I have an old
friend in the Department
of Building and Safety,

so we should be able
to fast-track the approval,

but we're all gonna have
to put in some extra hours.

Not a problem,
right, Claire?

Mommy! Daddy!

Mommy! Daddy!

They're sleeping.
They're both sleeping.

I don't know
how to wake them up.

Mommy, wake up!

I think they're dead.

Kids have imaginary friends,
Claire. It's normal.

I did, too.
Did yours scare you?

Did she say
that's what she felt?

No, but that's what I felt
when she told me about him.

Listen, Claire, we're
dealing with a young child
with a lot of life experience,

much of which we know
nothing about.

She's eight, Adrian.

She's an eight-year-old girl
whose parents were murdered.

That makes you grow up fast.

And then the foster care.
She has a whole past
that we don't know.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

Oh, hi, Eli.

Yeah, great.
She'll be thrilled.
I'll go get her.

Okay. Bye.

It's a lot for
a little girl to handle.

Don't you think
that's all it is?

** [music box]

Okay. Eli's outside.

Isabel!

Isabel, Eli's here.
Come down.

I don't want to go.

What do you mean?
I thought you were excited
to spend the day with your aunt.

What's the matter?
Are you feeling all right?

I don't think
he wants me to go.

He won't let me.

Is this the same "he"
who didn't like you playing
with Antonio and Diego?

Your invisible friend?

Eli's planned
a really fun day
for the two of you.

Doesn't your friend
want you to have fun?

Maybe.

I don't know.

Well, then why does he
tell you these things?

I think he has to.

But why?

If he didn't,
how would we know
he was there?

Well, I think Eli would be
very disappointed
if you don't go,

so I think
we should pick you out
a nice sweater to wear

and bring you
downstairs, okay?

Okay?

So, what color today, huh?

Isabel?

You can call me mommy
if you want.

Maybe the orange one.

There she is.

Oh.

Well, hello, Isabel.
How are you?

Good.

Good?
You look very pretty.

Oh, that's Max.
He's a big sweetheart.
You'll see.

Hello.
Can I have a kiss goodbye?

Okay? Let's go.

And you know what?
Max loves to run around
the park.

And there's also
slides and swings,

so I made
a picnic lunch for us.

We're gonna have fun. Hmm?

[barking]
Max! Max, stop it!

What's going on? Max!

What's the matter
with you?

Max!

That's strange.
He never does that.

Max! Max!
I told you he'd get angry!
I told you!

I'm sorry, Isabel.
Eli's dog normally
isn't like that.

It wasn't the dog.
It's him!

[Eli]
What's the matter with you?
[Max barking]

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Isabel.

It's okay.
It's okay.

Can't sleep?

You know, she felt something
was going to happen today.
She knew it.

She was scared
before it happened
and terrorized afterwards.

Listen, Claire,
kids are intuitive.

So she could sense that
there was something off
about the dog.

No. She knew that something
was wrong before she even
knew there was a dog.

Maybe she has
good instincts.
Yeah?

Yeah, well, my instincts
tell me that something
very real is happening here.

Listen, Claire,
this is a small child who
is overcompensating somehow.

No, it's not just with us
that I'm worried.

She's got school starting.
What if she's not comfortable
with the other kids,

with the teachers and--
Okay.

I'll make a appointment
with a child psychologist
if you want, okay?

Hmm? What happened was scary,
but that's all it was.

Let's go to bed.

The deal this week
can put me on the map,

and I can't sleepwalk
through the presentation.

I'll be up soon.

Okay. Take your time.

Claire.

Claire?

Sorry, I didn't hear--
I know.

You haven't heard anything
for weeks.

Go home
and get some sleep.

I've just got
a few more things
to finish up here first.

Well, there'll always be
a few more things.

Well, I'm heading out.

Have a good weekend, Claire.

Double-check
the large conference room
is set for ten.

Water, coffee, fresh fruit.

I want them to feel as
comfortable as possible, okay?

I don't want this thing
dragging out any longer
than it already has.

Okay. Okay, perfect.
See you soon.

Bye-bye.

Isabel, I'll pick you up
after school, okay?

She's playing with
the dollhouse again.

Oh. I think we have
an interior designer
on our hands.

Perfect daughter
for a former architect.
[chuckles]

Good luck in the meeting.

You want to go
instead of me?

No. You'll be fine.
Oh?

Don't be silly.
You'll be great.

Go on.
Thank you.

Okay.

[door opens, closes]

Okay, honey, time's up!
Gotta go to school.

Isabel.

Isabel, why...

Why did you do this?

You know it wasn't me.

You chose
the green headband today.

Looks nice on you.

Are there a lot of kids
at this school?

Well, there's your class,

and then there are other kids
in other classes, other grades.

Are you nervous?

I always was on
my first day of school.
Really?

Yeah, of course.
But you know what?

By the end of the day,
I couldn't wait to see
all my new friends again.

So just go
and have fun, okay?

And then maybe after school,
we'll have a little talk.

Talk about what?

Well, I'd like you to
tell me what happened
in your room, Isabel.

I thought you loved
that dollhouse.

I don't want us to have
secrets from each other.

You have secrets.

Things you never told me.

Things you don't
want to talk about.

No, that's not true.
There's nothing
I'd hide from you.

His name is Stevie.

Stevie?

And Stevie lives...

With us.

Is he here right now?

He's at home,
waiting.

What's he waiting for?

I don't know.
That's one of your secrets.

[car door opens, closes]

I made you some tea.

Okay. Thanks.

How is it?

Oh, yeah.
It's great. Thanks.

Mm-hmm.
You see that cup, Claire?

It's empty.

You can't go on like this,
Claire, working all day long
at the office,

then come back home
and work even more here.

Take a break.

Don't you think you need
to take care of yourself, huh?

Did you eat today?

Yeah. I had something
in the morning.

This morning?
Listen, Claire, maybe
you could figure out a way

how to delegate
more of the design
to the other guys.

I've done as much of that
as I can. I'm the lead.

I have to take
responsibility.
But you have to eat at least.

Look, please, Adrian,
I know you're trying
to help me,

but if you really want to,
then you shouldn't waste
10 minutes of my time

telling me how
I don't have enough time
to finish all of this.

I mean, you came home
late yourself.

Yeah, but I didn't work
four more hours at home.

Well, maybe you didn't have
four more hours of work to do.

Look, if you want
to make me some tea,
then please go make it.

I'll drink it,
I promise you, but I...

I really have
to get back to work.

Okay, okay, it's okay.
Get your thing done.

Get it all done, okay?
Keep working.

I won't bother you.

[distant door closes]

[water running]

Adrian?

Adrian?

Adrian, is that you?

[water running]

Adrian?

[water running]

[gasps]

Oh, God! Hot!

Let me out of here!

Which puts the projected
completion date in July.

Assuming there are
no unforeseen complications.

Uh, we don't assume.
We anticipate.

And I think we have a plan
that not only foresees
the major complications,

but factors in a way
to overcome them.

Now it's simply a matter
of how to accomplish it
in the correct time frame

and insure that we
come out of the merger
with a stronger company,

better able to compete
in today's marketplace.

So...
Adrian.

how do we do that?

Let's get into
the specifics.

Adrian, I'm so sorry.
Your wife.

Now?

Excuse me.

Could you please bring
some fresh coffee
for everyone?

Sure.

Claire, where are you now?
Where are you?

Listen, I will as soon as
I get out of here, okay?

Um, then don't go home.

Don't go home
until I get there, okay?

I can't-- I can't leave
this place right-- Claire?

Claire!
Adrian,
they don't want coffee.

They want to hear the end
of the presentation.

Take over for me.

What? How the hell
do you expect me to do that?

Just do it.

Shit.

You know we've needed
a new water heater--

For the last time, Adrian,
it wasn't a burst water heater!

And how do you explain
the dollhouse?

I don't explain.
I think--

Oh, what, you think
that I made it up?

Well, I don't know,
but things don't come apart
in two seconds.

Unless it's
my career today.

Well, then go back to work.
You know, I thought
we learned this lesson.

I thought our family
was the priority.

That was a warning,
Adrian.
A warning of what?

What is the shower
warning us about?
Go look for yourself.

Claire--
Look, don't patronize me,
Adrian.

Listen to me.
I know this meeting
meant a lot to you,

but we have
a very scared little girl
on our hands here.

Has she ever mentioned
her friend Stevie to you?

Is that her
imaginary friend?
Yeah.

She's named him?
Look, Adrian, there is
something going on here,

and it doesn't want Isabel
to be with us.

Claire, you're
getting me worried.
I think you should be.

No. I'm worried about you.

I don't hear anything.

So... what am I
supposed to be looking at?

I don't understand.

It was all on when I left,
I promise you.

Go into Isabel's room.

Adrian, be careful.
Don't--
Shh. It's okay.

So...

What's happening here, huh?

No. I'm not making this up.

This is not possible!
This is not possible!

Baby, baby, baby.

Stop it!
I'm not joking!

Th-The dollhouse,
the shower, my burn,
everything's just--

Listen, we've been--
Listen! Listen!

We've been under
a lot of stress
lately, okay?

And-- Listen!
And maybe the things
that Isabel's saying,

they are creeping
into your subconscious,
making you imagine things!

Maybe it's me that should go
to the psychologist, huh?
I didn't say that.

Yeah.

You're...

You're overcompensating
somehow, trying too hard.

We just need
to enjoy Isabel.

I just--

I just want
to make her happy so much.

Not make any mistakes.

Listen, we're not
supposed to be perfect,

but we're supposed to do
the best we can, okay?

I've done
a lot of things wrong
in the past, Adrian.

To you.
We both have, babe.

We both have.
Come on.

We'll be okay.

I promise.

Okay.

Okay.

So how was school?

Not so bad.

Not so bad or good?

It was good.

The teacher said I was
the best reader for my age.

Wow!
Oh, that's great!

Um...

Honey, I want
to ask you about, um...

about... someone.

Mommy said
you have a new friend
who lives with us,

and we thought that maybe
it would be helpful if you
could talk to someone.

Someone who
helps lots of other kids
who have friends like yours,

who they sometimes
don't understand.

Hmm?

What do you think?

Do you know
why you're here today?

They brought me.
Hmm.

Yes, but do you know why?

Your parents tell me
you have a new friend.

They are not my parents.

Someone who speaks
to only you.

You must be
very special to him.

He doesn't speak to only me.
I'm just the only one
who listens.

And why doesn't anyone else
listen to him?

Maybe it's easier for them
to hear just what they want to.

And what is that?

Shh. Shh.

And this little friend,
his name is Stevie?

And what do you think
that Stevie's trying to say?

What does he say to you?

It's not in words.

Then how does he speak?

By doing things.
Things?

Can you be more specific?
Can you show me?

Isabel!

Can you put down the photo
of my family, please?

You wanted me to show you.

I think I understand now.

The photo.

And why do you think
he feels the need to do
these... these things?

You said you understood.

When I was going
to smash the photo...

Yes?
You saw me.
But before that?

Would everyone be happy
if I didn't talk
about him anymore?

Do you think so?

I've done this before,

talked to people like you
when my parents died.

And did they help you?

Can I see your picture?

Does it hurt a lot?

Oh.

No. It's fine.

Who's this?

That's Adrian.

That's you... and me.

Yeah, I thought
you said it went well.
No.

I said it went as well
as it could have.

Did you tell them
that it was an emergency,
that it was my wife?

Yeah, and he's sending
a get-well card.

Come on, Adrian,
you think he cares?

He said they'd
get back to us.

That means nothing.
We needed to close it
in that room.

I think when you walked out,
so did our chances
of doing that.

Come on.
Try to be optimistic.

It's still a "maybe"
until it's a "no," right?

Listen, I'll talk to you
in the morning, okay? Bye.

Can I sleep
with you tonight?

No! Of course you can.

[giggling]

Come on.
Take this off.

And your slippers.

Lay here, princess.

Get in there.

He did that, didn't he?

It's nothing.

So is everything
all right?

Well, running out
of the biggest meeting
of my life

was not the impression
I wanted to make.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I think I did
the right thing.

Can we lock
my closet door?

[thunderclap]

[thunder rumbling]

Isabel?

Isabel?

[thunderclap]

Isabel.

[thunderclap]

[distant crying]

[gasps]

[water running]

What?

[clattering]

What do you want?

[banging, clattering]

Stop, please!
That's enough! Leave!

Leave us alone!

Leave us alone!
Leave--

Oh! No!

Please!

No! No!

My God!

[dishes breaking]

[screaming]

Stop!

No! Go away!

Please! Please!

[screams]

It's me! It's me, Claire!
It's me, it's me.

Did you see him?

Who?

Who?

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

What-- Mommy's
not feeling good.

No, Mommy's feeling fine!
He was here!

Who was here?

Stevie.

Can you see him?
[Adrian]
What?

Can you see him, Isabel?
I can feel him.

He's angry.

What does he want?
What does he want?

Enough! Enough!
I'm going to bring her
back to bed.

I don't want to hear
any more stories,
you understand me?

Isabel!

[thunderclap]

[sobbing]

Stay with us,
Mrs. Morales.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me,
Mrs. Morales?

Mrs. Morales?

Mrs. Morales?

Thank God she drifted off

after we changed
her nightgown three times.

She couldn't decide
on a color.

What did she choose?

She thought purple
might help her sleep.

She says she keeps
choosing the wrong color.

Wrong? For what?
For who?

Take these.

They will calm
your nerves.

They're the same ones
your mother gave me.

I told her
to give them to you.

Well, I took two
before I went to sleep.

Yeah, but obviously
it didn't help.

Take two more.
Come on.

[thunder rumbling]

Listen, Claire, um...

Why did you do that
in the kitchen?

Wha--

Why?

You think that
I destroyed our kitchen?

Um...

What am I--
Forget about me.

What is Isabel
supposed to think?

She thinks
the same thing I do.

Listen, Claire.
There is nothing going on.

She told
the child psychologist--

What he wanted to hear,
not what she believes.

You know what?
I think you bought into
a child's nightmare,

and you're both perpetuating
this fucking chaos.

Really? So--

My burn. I did that
to myself, did I?

Eli's dog is normally
the most gentle animal--

What about them?

This is real, Adrian.

Okay, you know what?

Let's invite our social worker,
Silvia, over for coffee, okay?

You can tell her
all about this,

you can introduce her
to Stevie,

and we can both
wave goodbye to Isabel
as she's whisked away,

and we're cited us
as unfit parents!

Oh, I am fit
to be her mother.

Then act like it.
I love Isabel.

This is--
This is real, Adrian.

Something is
happening here.

Please, I need you
to believe me.

Listen, Claire,
I love you.

And you know I've always
been there for you. Always.

But I don't want
to lose this child.

Because of me?

No. I didn't say that.

No, no, you insinuated it.

You make me feel
a certain way

without ever
having the courage
to say the words.

I'm gonna go and clean
the kitchen since apparently
I'm the one who did it.

Isabel.

Isabel!

I don't want
to pretend anymore!

I want him to stop!

But I thought
you told the doctor
everything was fine.

He doesn't want
to be forgotten!

I don't know what
he's going to do next.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Eli.
Claire,
how are you?

Listen, could you
do me a huge favor?

Is everything okay?

Can you pick Isabel up
from school?

Does Adrian have to work?

I don't want
Adrian to know.

Well, I'll have to lock Max up
after what happened.

But hey, what's wrong?

Oh, can you please
just do this for me
and keep it between us?

Claire, don't make me
regret this.

Oh, great.
Okay, thanks. Bye.

[Claire]
I want to thank you so much
for seeing me.

[Woman]
It's no problem at all.

I like to talk to the
parents after they adopt
one of our children.

It's a big step for both.

Do a lot of the kids here
escape into their imagination?

Some more than others.
Like Isabel.

As I'm sure you know,
she loves to draw.

Always came up
with new characters.

Was Stevie one of them?

Oh, you've met Stevie.

What do you know
about him?

That was her nickname
for Esteban.

Esteban was
a very sick child.

The cancer was
too much for him.

He was a dear friend
of Isabel.

Bless her heart.

They would play games
together for hours.

He passed away
six months ago.

Once we lost him,
Isabel wasn't the same.

Too many people
have left her life.

I know she took Esteban's loss
especially hard.

After he died, he would
appear in her pictures:

"Stevie's house" or
"Me and Stevie on the swings."

She often drew the things
they were never able to do
together in real life.

Long after he died,
she would tell me
about their adventures.

Have other children here
had friends like Stevie?

Many.

They are the one constant
in their turbulent lives.

Imaginary friends don't leave
unless you let them.

I... I need her
to let go of him.

I would be careful
how I went about that.

Loss is a delicate thing,

especially at
the tender age
of these kids.

And Esteban-- Stevie?

He helped her
deal with the loss
of her parents?

They helped each other.

I think living every day
with the memory
of missed loved ones

is very painful.

Did you ever lose someone
very close to you?

Um...

What do you recommend?

Face the memories...
together.

Isabel always worried
she would be forgotten...

or that she'd
forget about them--

her parents, Stevie--

and none of us
want to be forgotten.

I understand.

Thank you so much.

I just-- I feel like
I know so little
about my own daughter.

It would be great
to know where she grew up.

What are you
doing here?

Oh, um, I'm an old friend
of the Esperanzas.

Did you...

Did you know them?

They haven't lived here
for a long time.

I know, but I was hoping to...

I only met them
a few times.

Is that your mother?

Yes.

She's been sick,
so I came home.

Well, would she know
more about them?

She doesn't like
to talk about it.

Please, if she could
remember anything...

Mama?

The neighbors that lived
in the house next door
years ago, do you--

Sorry.
I don't think she--

There was evil
in that house.

Evil that should not
be talked about.

Mama?

[coughing]

There was bloodshed.

How can you
let children see that?

Children?

What children?

What children?
Was it just a girl
or a boy, too?

There was
a beautiful young child.

A girl.

I saw the police carry her out
after the killing.

She must be haunted
by what she saw.

Please, tell me
about the killing.

That man was evil.

He killed his wife...

and then himself...

all in front of
that poor little girl.

B.P.'s dropping.
I need her to stay with me.

Let's cut the clothes.

Come on, people!
I'm running out of time here!

What are you doing?

What's her status?

Blood pressure 100/60
in the field,

90/50 on arrival to ER,
heart rate 120,

respirations
20 and shallow,
02 SAT 95.

[distorted speech]

Get anesthesiology.
We need an ultrasound.

Now, please!

Well, as soon as you can, okay?

Call me if you hear from her.
Okay, bye.

Jonathan Vallega
is on line three.

Oh, shit. I have
to call him back.

He's finally
returning your call.
Alejandro said--

Okay! I said I have
to call him back!

Mama, I need your help.

How did you
find all this?
Did you know any of this?

No. Well, yes,
but it was never confirmed.

We don't always have
all the facts about a child

when we're putting
through an adoption.
How could you not tell us?

Isabel was moved through
a few foster homes at first.

When you started
the adoption process,
all I knew was--

Oh, was what?

Was what I told you.
Her parents were killed.

Yes, one killed the other
and then himself.

Were you aware of that?

I heard a rumor once.

A staff member
at the orphanage
mentioned a story,

but I didn't know,
Claire.

We're not
an investigative body.
We represent adoptions.

So what else
don't we know?

I gave you
all the information
required by law.

All the facts.

And forgive me, Claire,
I know you're upset,

but you should be focusing on
your daughter's welfare now.

That's exactly
what I'm doing.

How can you understand someone
if you ignore their past?

He's out to get her
and anyone close to her!

None of you understand!

Who? Who's out to get her?

Do you like
your hot chocolate?

My husband and I
used to come here.

Most people drink coffee.

But with my husband,
it was always hot chocolate.

[chuckles]

What happened to him?

He, uh...

Well, he passed away.

My-- My parents died, too.

Yeah, I know.

Well, if it's difficult
for an old woman,

it must be very hard
for a young kid like you.

Hmm?

I miss them.

You should.

You know...

sometimes I swear I still
can hear my husband's voice

or-- or his laughter.

Do you think they--
They miss us, too?

Well, I think that if we
still want to be with them,

perhaps part of them lingers,

and they want
to stay with us, too.

And then they get angry,
the dead,

if they can't let go?

Oh.

Sweetheart...

if we are in peace,
they can be at peace, too.

Hmm?

[doorbell rings]

Hi. I came as soon
as I could. How is she?

She's fine. I tried
getting ahold of you,
but you wouldn't answer.

Isabel?

Claire, you have a family now,
and kids, they sense tension.

What are you talking about?
There's no tension.

Well, Isabel
senses something.

Today she stood
in the middle of the bathroom
for at least half an hour

having a conversation
with herself.

Did you hear
the name Stevie?

Who?

Claire, what I heard
was a young girl

crying out
for someone to listen.

So whatever is going on
with you has to stop,
for her sake.

Isabel! Come on, honey!

Adrian called.

I think you better
talk to him.

Where is she?

I can't lie to my own brother.

Claire!

[Carmen]
This is Nickey Pee.

This is the house
where they live.

And this is a beautiful garden
with all these flowers around.

Hello!

We have been
waiting for you.

What are you doing here?

I came here because
my son called me

to pick up
my granddaughter.

And we're having a great time,
right, honey?

Yeah. We went to a restaurant
and had hot chocolate.

I know, I know, but if we can
just schedule a 10-minute call,

I think I could express--

Yeah, of course I understand,

but I also ask for
the same understanding.

It was a family emergency.

Okay, fine.
You'll pass him the message.

No, no, no, it's fine.
Thank you. Bye now.

What is your mother
doing here?

That's all
you're worried about?

What is my mother doing here?
Where have you been?

I was gonna pick her up.

Why do you want Eli
to cover your tracks, huh?

Why should my sister know more
about my wife than I do?

You don't want
to listen to me.

And Sylvia does?
You think she didn't call me?

"Oh, you know, Claire,
she's been under a lot
of stress, but..."

You think
I enjoyed convincing her
not to report your behavior?

My behavior?
Yes!

Well, I'm glad she's
supplying information
so freely now,

because when
we were adopting Isabel,
she sure as hell wasn't.

Did she also tell you
on that same phone call

that Isabel's father
killed her mother
before killing himself?

What?
Yeah, that's where
I've been!

Whether you want
to face it or not,
we're all in danger here!

This-- This-- This spirit
won't let Isabel go.

I have to stop it before
it does anything else.

You have to stop it?
Yeah.

You're going to stop it?

Spirits won't let Isabel go?
[scoffs]

Listen, even if what you say
about her parents is true,

that's all the more reason
we should be protecting Isabel,
not terrorizing her more.

Everything can't be
explained away, Adrian!

Listen, you know what?

Maybe my mother was right.
Maybe it is too soon for you.

[Nurse]
We need you
to sign consent forms.

Can I see her?
Yeah, but you can't go in.

Her condition's
really serious,

and we can't allow anyone
to go in there, okay?

[indistinct chatter]
[beeping]

You had him worried sick.

What's the matter with you?
You're a nervous wreck.

Where's Isabel?

Listen, Claire,

you and I have not always
seen eye to eye,

but now we do share
something in common--

at least I hope we do--

and that's the welfare
of our family.

If you're even
questioning that,

then there's nothing
for us to talk about.

When one person isn't well,
it can have a domino effect.
It can be toxic.

So is a constant interference
in other people's lives.

That's what you think
I'm doing--

You want me
to accept your blame,
I accept it.

You want me
to tell you I'm sorry

that I never gave your son
a child with your bloodline?

I'm sorry, okay?

But I have
a daughter now,

and if you want to
do anything other than
help me take care of her,

then you can get the hell
out of my house!

Now, where is Isabel?

I didn't want her
to hear you two fighting,
and I brought her upstairs.

Isabel?
[Isabel screams]

Isabel.
[screaming]

[screaming continues]

Oh, my God.

[Isabel screaming]

Isabel!
[crying]

Isabel, are you okay?
Isabel, are you okay?

No! Go away!

You said
you would stop him!

I know how to stop him now!
No!

Listen to me, Isabel!
Please listen to me, okay?
No! No!

You said--
No, please listen to me!

You have to accept
that he's gone
and let him move on.

You have to say goodbye
to Esteban.

Esteban?

Yeah, yeah.
I know it's hard.

It's painful,
but you have to--
No! No!

Listen to me, Isabel, please!
[Adrian] Claire! Claire!

Oh, my God!

Get away from me!

You don't understand!
Leave me alone!

No, you don't understand!

Everything's going
to be okay, honey.
Stop.

Isabel, please,
you have to say goodb--
Leave her alone. Stop.

Are you okay?
Yes, she's okay.

Claire!
Claire, come back.

Come on! Claire!

She's hemorrhaging heavily.
We gotta control this bleeding.

What are you doing to me?
Let's do another transfusion.

What are you doing?
[groaning]

I want to see my husband.
I want to see my husband.

What are you doing?

We'll get through this,
Claire.

I swear.

Is she okay?

Yeah. She's in our bedroom
coloring.

My mother's trying
to get her tired.

We'll put her in our bed
tonight, okay?

Okay.

Maybe we should
go back to the States,
start fresh somewhere else.

That's not the answer.
Not this time.

It worked before.
Oh, really?

Did it?
We're happier now, are we?

[scoffs]

Adrian, we've just
made the same life here.

In Los Angeles,
it was me that worked
until I collapsed.

Now it's you.

We just repeat
the same mistakes.

We have a family now.

We came here to
start a new chapter,
and we did that.

And now that we have,
maybe it's time to return.

No. Moving isn't
the answer, really.

It's not to this.

We can get all the help
you need there.

The best in the world.
You know that.
Think about it.

Hey, honey.

I made something for you.

It's just us.

The way I want it to be.

Honey, Mommy has not been
feeling really well lately.

I'm sorry if she
scared you, okay?

It's not her that scares me.

Listen, this Stevie...
is not real, okay?

He knows you think that.

That's why he always
playing with Claire.

You can't help us
if you don't believe us.

Will you tuck me in,

help me pick
the right color
to sleep in?

Of course.

I love you, Isabel.

I love you, too, Mommy.

Come on. Let's go.

Will he go away soon?

Esteban?
From the orphanage?

Esteban was my friend.
He loved me.

But you called him
Stevie.

I only called him Stevie
because he didn't have a name.

And I thought
if I called him Stevie,
he could be my friend, too.

Well, then who is he?

I don't know.

You know what I think
we should do?

We should just pretend
that he doesn't exist.

Mm-hmm, okay?

Come on. Lay down.

So we'll just
forget about him, okay?

Okay.

Then maybe
he'll go away.

Okay.

Shall I leave
the light on?

Okay?

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, she was
just a little scared.

Yeah? You must be
exhausted as well, huh?

You both have
been through so much.

Maybe we could all
use a drink.

Great idea.

I'll get some wine
from downstairs.
No, no, no.

No, it's okay.
I'll go and get it.
You've done enough already.

Sure?
Yeah.

Adrian!

[banging]
Claire?

Adrian!

[screams]

[coughs]

Adrian!

Claire!

Claire!

Adrian!
Call the fire department!

Claire!

Claire!
Adrian!

We're losing the heartbeat.

There's not enough oxygen.
Come on, come on! Let's go!

[groans]

[coughing]

[boy shouting]

Five minutes, Claire.
Stay with us.

Adrian.

Claire!

Adrian.

[gasps]

***

***

It's so sweet.

***

Claire!

***

You're gonna make
such a great mom.

The project's yours
if you want it.

You think you can handle it
with the deadline we set
for final blueprints?

It can be done?

Maybe you could figure out
a way how to delegate

more of the design
to the other guys.

I'm the lead. I have
to take responsibility.

Just in time for
the holidays, Claire?

You close the deal,
I'll make whatever
sacrifices I need to.

***

It's almost over, Claire.
I can see the head.

Okay, here we go.
One last push.

You can do it. Push.

No!

Mommy!

Get her out of here!
No! No!

[Carmen]
Come here!
No!

***
Oh, my God.

[screams, pants]
Okay, cut the cord.

We need to intubate this baby.
He's still not breathing.

No response.
What are the Apgars
at this point?

[Nurse]
Apgars are still zero.
Why can't I hear anything?

***

Still no pulse.
What's going on?
What's wrong with my baby?

What's happening to my baby?

Do the compressions
while I finish intubating.
Sure.

You're my baby, too.

Adrian, what's happening?
I can't hear anything.

What's happening
to the baby?

Mr. and Mrs. Morales,
I'm so very sorry.

There's nothing
we could do.

The placental abruption
was too severe
from the accident.

We did everything
possible.

Would you...
like to hold him?

Spending some time with
your baby might help
the grieving process,

bring some peace
and say goodbye.

I never said goodbye.

***

Claire.
Claire, honey.

We never said
goodbye to him.

He was still holding on.

Get it out of here now.

W-We--

We highly recommend that you
take a moment to say goodbye.

As hard as it is
right now, trust me,

it might be something that
later you might regret.

I said get it
out of here now!
Get it out!

He felt we forgot him.

Goodbye.
Goodbye.

Mommy!

Are you all right? Huh?

It's okay.
Let's go.

Let's go.

[Isabel]
Maybe the dreams
weren't in colors.

Maybe they were
all in darkness,

in places we can't see,

and that's where
they return to,

where we all go
when we're at peace.

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