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- We know you're a very good
teacher, Mr. Chang.
- May we call you Andre?

We just don't see
how Eleanor got a "C minus"
when Hannah Gibson got an "A."

No one even wants to sit
on the same school bus
as Hannah Gibson.

Hannah Gibson is disruptive.

The apple doesn't fall far
from the tree, does it?

Eleanor has always said that
you're her favorite teacher.

She's put a lot of effort into
this and to fail would really be
very discouraging for her.

Well, English
is her favorite subject.

She wants to be
a schoolteacher like you.

It is our opinion that Eleanor
is an-- an "A" student.

An "A" student
should have an "A."
Hmm.

You want me
to change Eleanor's grade
from a "C minus" to an "A"...

because another student
got an "A."

Yes, because Hannah Gibson
got an "A."
Mmm.

It's clear Eleanor
didn't even read the book.

- We disagree.
- In our opinion,
she did read the book.

She completely read the book.

We would urge you
to reconsider.

What's this?

Oh, it appears to be $500.

Absolutely no idea
where that came from.

What happens to that money
would appear to be
your responsibility, Andre.

I've been a teacher
for 15 years.

I've marked a lot of essays.
I'm not perfect.

Some students are pleasant.
Some students
I'm downright afraid of.

But I've never forgotten
that with this power
comes great responsibility.

It's a pleasure to meet parents
who care this much about
their children's education.

Tawny, it's such a pleasure
to finally meet someone
on that Web site...

who's this gorgeous
without Photoshop.

Andre,
you're a genuine gentleman.

That dinner must've
cost you a fortune.

Oh, no more than $400.

I never kiss
on the first date.
Are you kidding me?

I just paid $400 for dinner.

Well, uh,
it's just one of my rules.

Oh, I love that about you.
I love your rules.

I respect that so much.

I also have a rule.
Every date only lasts
an hour and a half.

So, our first date
finished five minutes ago.

Hmm.

[ Moaning ]

Kiss me.

Not on the first date.

You still got it, Andre.

Ninety seconds.

Andre, how did you get here?
Did you drive?

Take the bus?
I walked here.

Oh, that's a relief.

I've got some news for you,
Andre, and you wouldn't
want to be driving.

Right.

No easy way to put it.

You've got a rare form
of cancer.

Yeah, it's terminal.

There's no cure.
You've got three months
to live.

It's in your blood.
It's in your lymph nodes,

and as you know,
it's right the way
through your bowels.

I have cancer?

We've checked
and we've checked again,
you know?

A lot of checking's
been going on.

I've checked,
David's checked.
Even Rach--

Well, Rachel was busy,
but she was gonna check.

Ran out of time,
but we've all done
a decent check and--

[ Exhales ]
I'm sorry.

Okay, Doc, don't pander to me.
Don't give me false hope.

Just let me have it straight.
What are my chances?

Right. Well, it's terminal.

There's no cure.
I'm hardly going to dull
the agonizing pain.

If you can imagine
a Satanic torture...

from which death
is the blessed release, yeah?

Literature says
you can expect
to live 12 weeks.

I say you can expect
to live two months.

Two months to live?

More like six weeks.
Twelve weeks max.

If you live any longer
than that, well, I--

I'll give you a refund
on this appointment.

Note that down actually.
What's today?
[ Clicking Tongue ]

I'm going to die.
There's nothing you can do?

Well, there's no cure.

Tell you what, to use
a teacher's expression
here-- "extension"?

Yeah? Familiar with it?

We could give you
an extension.

Now, it's a long shot,
but you could buy yourself,
possibly,

a couple more months.

The only problem is,
this drug's not funded.

So you'd have
to pay for it yourself.
Well, h-how much?

- $200,000.
- Two hundred grand?

Yeah. American.

So, you'd have
to go into the bank,

get the money changed over,
your fees on the, uh, exchange
rates, that sort of thing.

You know. Quite pricey.
You'd probably have to queue.

You know, it's a pain.

Ooh.

Now I don't want
to give you false hope,

but my mate from medical school,
he works in cancer research.

[ Clicks Tongue ]
I should've said this earlier.

Yes, he says they're going
to conduct a drug trial
in town very soon.

Now he thinks that
the treatment could be
the control drug.

Well, that sounds good.
Now you'd be a guinea pig.

All right?
So you may get
the control drug,

or the test drug,
whatever that is,
or even a placebo.

- But it's a chance.
- Well, yeah. It's a--
It's a chance at a chance.

Yeah.

I really should've
brought that up earlier.

Well, that's it.

Whew.
Thanks, Andre.

This is the, uh,
hardest part of my job,
you know.

The one-on-one like this.
The whole is-he-gonna-die
speech.

But that went pretty well.

I'm happy with that.
I think I'll do that
from now on.

[ Vomiting ]

[ Low Growling ]

[ Crying ]

[ Water Splashing ]

Mr. Chang,
your room is over there.

Look, there's somebody
in trouble in here.

This room is no longer in use.

There's water coming--

Back to your room, Mr. Chang.
Make yourself comfortable.

Briefing's at 2:30.

[ Indistinct ]

Oh, Juliet.

I don't think Miss Matheson
will be wanting you
to hand in homework this week.

I want do my homework, Mum.
I want to be normal.

Well, schoolwork's
not that important.

I mean, it's not like you're
going to university any--

more.
Harsh call, Mum.

I'm sorry.

I'm not coping
very well, am I?

For you.

To ease the pain.
I'll be all right, Mum.

I'm on a drug trial.
I'm sure they have much better
legal drugs here. Keep it.

[ Sighs ]
Yeah.

Oh, you go first.
Oh, no, no, I insist.

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

This form signifies
your informed consent...

that you, the patient,
take full responsibility for
any health effects that take--

Your form is fine, Juliet.
We've dealt with that.

Health effects that take place
due to any actions, substances,
decisions or omissions...

during or after our trial.

Health effects
may include death.

Please initial each page,
initial where it says "death,"
and sign the bottom.

- Do we initial "death"
or sign "death?"
- Initial.

Nothing to be alarmed about.
We'll do our best.

And congratulations.
You're pioneers
for medical science.

Finally, no cell phones
in the wards.

Interferes with our computers
playing Minesweeper.

All your weapons, please.

Lovely.

Don't worry, I--

I won't read
all your text messages.

- Are iPods okay?
- Music's fine.

Just don't get overexcited.

You are my guests
for two nights.

Some of you will receive
the trial drug, some of you
the control drug...

and some of you the placebo.

The effects could include,
though are not limited to,

loss of coordination,
things you see and hear...

and affects
your thought processes.

Please do not operate
heavy machinery.

For your safety, the clinic
will be locked to prevent you
from wandering outside.

Any questions? Lovely.

Help yourselves
to tea and coffee.

There may even be
some chocolate biscuits.

Depends what last week's test
subjects didn't polish off.

We have an extensively
appointed games room
with free-to-air television.

I assure you your weekend here
won't hurt one bit.

Your worst problem will be
our selection of magazines.

Thank you.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Thank you, Juliet. Everyone!
Contraceptive pills are fine.

Just keep us advised
of any medication you're on.

Right.

Little bite now.

Okay.
[ Sighs ]

Now, Juliet,
how are we doing?

Yeah, good.
Yeah? Okay.

Here we go. Yep.

There.

Easy as that.

[ Sighs ]
There we go.
Almost done.

Can you tell me what it is?

That is what we like to call
"the good shit."

Okay? There we go.
All done.

Thanks.
Excellent, yeah.

Mmm.

Reading a little
Charlotte Mansfield?

Yeah.
Oh, I love her stuff.
It's magic.

What's the one, um,
about the angel,
um, having a picnic?

- Oh, An Angel At My Picnic.
- The Angel At My Picnic.

Yeah, that's the one.
Angel At My Picnic, yeah.

I loved that one.
That's one of my favorite ones.
It's magic, isn't it?

Yeah.
It's all about the angel,
and the picnic and stuff.

I've got a book report due.

Oh, I see. Okay. Mmm.

Mmm, big stuff.
How's that going?
I've only just started, really.

- Oh.
- Yes, a little bit.

You've written some stuff,
though?

Yeah, you know. It's pretty
distracting being here.

You've come to
the right place.

This is where Charlotte
Mansfield spent her last
heartbreaking months.

I thought she had depression.

Well, this wasn't always
a cancer ward.

If these walls could talk,
they'd say some crazy stuff.

And sad.
Sad stuff as well.

All right.
Leave you to it, Juliet.

So, uh, what are you in for?

Lymphoma.

- Cancer. It's a disease.
- Pleased to meet you.

- My name's Andre.
- Hi, I'm Juliet.

Looking forward
to being a guinea pig?

It's been a dream of mine
for some time.

Mmm. Well, at least
we get some time off work.

Not me.
I've got schoolwork to do.

You're at school?
Oh, I thought you were older.

I just turned 18.

Oh, really?
I figured much older.

Uh, so, what school
do you go to?

Parkway High.
I'm in Year 13.
That's seventh form.

I know.
I'm a teacher.

- Oh. Let me guess. Maths?
- No.

- Computer science?
- No.
- Accounting?

No. No. No. English.
I teach English.

- Oh.
- Was that gonna be
your next guess?

Yeah.
Uh, sure.

And I don't know martial arts
or how to make paper swans.

Oh, well, if you're a teacher,
I should call you "sir."

That's okay. I'm off-duty.

Anyway, your homework is going
to be fantastic, because we're
gonna hallucinate.

Well, it is English.
Might get extra
for creativity.

Well, maybe I could
help you with it.

Um, I don't think
that's allowed.

If everyone cheats,
it's not cheating.

Just don't ask me where
to download your essay from.

- Oh, Mr. Chang, there you are.
- Ooh, here he is.

Um.

We, um, are ready for your, um,
for your nappy change.

Technical, medical thing.
He means something else
completely.

Yep.

Astronauts wear nappies.
They're cool.

[ Giggling ]
[ No Audible Dialogue ]

All my letters.
So, an extra 50 points.

Are you good at maths?
That's right.
You're an English teacher.

278.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Don't you have homework
or something?
Sore loser.

The game's not over yet, baby.

Actually I do have
a book report
I've got to write.

What's the book?
House of Mirrors
by Charlotte Mansfield.

Oh, God.
Not Charlotte Mansfield.

The only reason
anyone reads her books
is because she killed herself.

She's one of the greatest
feminist writers ever.

I'm a feminist.
I teach at a girls' school.

Yeah, sure.
Yeah, but...

I'm still waiting
for the feminist book that says,

"We want to carry
all the big boxes."

Or, uh, "We deal with
the spiders in the bathrooms,"
is all I'm saying.

I love Charlotte Mansfield.
Mm-hmm.

She had everything
and look at what she did.

She probably read
one of her own books.
You're horrible.

Are you ready?
I'm ready.

Look at that.

Well, if I was on an island
and could only take one book,

I would agonize to choose
between all of hers.

Guess what I found out.
Hmm?

This is where
she did it.
Oh.

This used to be
a mental hospital.

Hmm. Well, then
you'll fit right in.

Good one.

- Uh, so, how long
have you got?
- It's due on Thursday.

No, I mean,
how long have you got?

Oh. Um, they're not sure.

Six months, a year.
Maybe more.

Well, then it's a crime
to waste five seconds
reading Charlotte Mansfield.

Oh, look at that.

All my letters again.

- Just call it 100.
- I think it's more than 100.

You know, life is just totally
like Scrabble, isn't it?

It's just all about
the letters you pick up.
128.

And-- And people cheat
and you get fucked over.
I'm on 406.

[ Wailing ]

[ Wailing Continues ]

[ Wailing Stops ]

[ Wailing Continues ]

[ Wailing Continues ]

[ Running Footsteps ]

[ Wailing ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Exhales ]
Can't sleep?

Hearing things.

It's the drugs.
They warned us
that might happen.

[ Wailing ]

Do you hear that?
What do you hear?

We can't both have
the same hallucination.

We are on the same drugs.

- Maybe someone has a kid.
- Pretty fucked up to bring
a kid to a drug trial.

Plus, we're locked in.

Are you really you?
I'm not sure anymore.

[ Water Splashing ]

[ Splashing Continues ]

[ Water Draining ]

It's totally dry.

No one's
even used the bath.

Okay. We're on drugs.
We're hallucinating.
I vote we just sleep it off.

Uh, no. You heard crying
and I heard crying, and we both
heard thrashing around.

Stop trying to pretend that you
didn't, because you're making
me feel like a crazy person.

Okay, well, there's seven years
bad luck. That's great.

Uh, I'm not hanging around
in here.

I'm just going to go back
to the relative weirdness
of my own room.

[ Running Footsteps ]
[ Whimpers ]

Ohh.

[ Water Squishing ]

[ Crashing ]

[ Metal Rattling ]

[ Metal Rattling ]

This is amazing.
Do you think it's real?

No. I stayed up all night
writing it for you.

And it was just sitting
in the grate?
Yeah.

Charlotte Mansfield's
secret last book,
written behind padded bars...

in the asylum
where she was kept imprisoned
until she committed suicide!

- And nobody's ever seen it.
- There is a God.

Why don't we publish it
under your name?

And then, when everyone says,
"This is a complete bucket
of shit."

We can say, "Ha ha,
this was actually written
by Charlotte Fucking Mansfield!

-Suck on that!
-There'll be no sucking on
anything, thank you, Mr. Chang.

Back to your room
for your next treat.

I'll be back for you shortly.

This is the drug?
This is five grand a week?

That's the drug
to stop your body
rejecting the drug.

The drug itself
is a poison.

You have to get worse
to get better.

You'll find this dose
quite upsetting.

This drug can cause...

hallucinations...

and paranoia.

What doesn't kill you, eh?

Cup of tea?

[ Gasps ]

- I've got to get out of here.
- Look, this is amazing.

It's a book. I mean,
it's a diary, and look.

- Pretty neat, eh?
- You want know something weird?

I think we're here for a reason.

- No shit.
- Oh, I shit,
and that's part of it.

But I think there's
something else going on.

Now, what was the story again?
She killed herself here, right?

She was depressed,
medically.

So, uh, they threatened
to take her son away,

so she killed him
and then she killed herself
in 1994.

So you're holding
the diary of a murderer.

Hey, look,
there's some pages missing.

- Ugh. I bet your diary is
more interesting than hers.
- Hey!

Ooh, secrets.
Stop it. Give it back.

Ooh, I love wearing makeup.
I have a crush on Brad.

Shut up. It doesn't say that.
I'm loving
High School Musical 2.

I'm writing in the dark.

It's not a diary.

I'm planning my funeral.

Oh, Jesus.
You're kidding me.

I'm not going to mine.
I'm going to elope.

- Really?
- Mmm. I mean, what's the point
of funerals anyway?

If they're going to say nice
things about you, they should
do it while you're alive.

They wait till you're dead so
you don't get full of yourself.

You're assuming
they're going to say
nice things about you.

I just don't want my mum
to pick the songs.

She's an idiot.
She'll-- She'll choose
something from Les Miz.

Or Cats.
Yeah, or Cats.

So what songs have you chosen?

I still can't decide if I want
people to feel happy or sad.

Well, you definitely want them
to cry their sphincter out.

But that'll happen anyway.
You're 12.
Shut up...

Uncle Andre.

I know.
You should make a video.

A video?
Yeah.

"Hello, everyone. I'm dead."

No one does videos anymore.
You know what would be
even better?

Let's have our funerals
together.

Saves on the venue,
doubles the mourners.

I don't want
your old-man music.

You know what would be
a good funeral song?
Staying Alive by the Bee Gees.

Oh, yeah.
That'll get the party going.

[ Laughs ]
Fuck your funeral.
Let's get out of here.

Mmm. We're locked in.

- How about we find the key?
- Okay.

[ Knocking ]
Mm-hmm.

Excuse me.
Hi. I was wondering
if you could tell me...

where the remote is for the TV,

because my favorite show
is starting really soon,
and I can't find it anywhere.

Um, Nurse Bates
didn't brief you
on the remote location?

No, she didn't tell us
where it was.

Okay.

[ Cruise ]
Juliet, I noticed, um,
in the games room,

somebody had had a bit
of a game of Scrabble.

Oh, yeah. We had a game
the other night.

Oh, who was--
who was that?

Oh, me and Andre.

Oh, okay.
All right. Mr. Chang.
Yeah.

How is, um-- Oh, what's--
what's happening? How was--
How-- What's happening there?

Oh, you know.
Me and Mr. Chang
are pretty much dating.

So the remote's just there,
stuck to the side.

So it won't get lost,
but it still can be
controlled remotely.

Right. I'm so silly.

Yeah, you just press
the power button.
The power button there.

That should turn it on.
Why's that not?

Hmm, that's, um,

might be a battery thing.

Or someone has flogged
the batteries, which is probably
Mr. Bennett in Room 5.

- [ Batteries Clunking ]
- Loves his batteries, yeah.

So you all might just have
to lose the remote altogether,

if he's going
to carry on like that.

Now people will have
to sit in their chairs,
walk over here,

control the television
using direct contact.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Liquid Pouring ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Typing ]

- [ Bates ]
Dr. Cruise.
- Uh, Nurse Bates.

Uh, you all right there?
Um, we need more batteries
for the remote control system.

It's, um--
I think Mr. Bennett's
pocketing a few.

Mind boggles what he--
They're in the drawer
under my desk.

Right. I knew that.
Where they were.

Down here, I guess.
[ Thump ]

Unusual.
She's having a seizure.

This is a convulsion.
Oh, is it? Okay.

Yes.
Um, well, then, she's--

Well, she's lost her balance,
that's for sure, and--

Adrenaline. I think, adrenaline.
We don't want to
interfere with the trial.

If this is a side effect,
science needs to know.

Yeah, well, is she
on the control drug
or the trial drug?

- Is her room number
odd or even?
- Is it? Yeah. So it's--

Okay.

[ Sighs ]
Right.

There we are, dear.
Excuse me.

[ Clears Throat ]

You'll feel better
after you've had some rest.

Just a little water.
Mm-hmm.

That's good.

Hey, junior?

Ta-da!

Oh. You had me worried.

This is how girls
get away with everything.
Did you get the key?

Well.

Mine.

What are you doing?

[ Water Flowing ]

Ah.
[ Sighs ]

Oh, God, that's good.

- We should go back.
- We just got here.

Cancer patients are relying
on this drug trial.

Don't you think
it's a bit irresponsible?

I mean, now they'll
expect to get drunk.

You can talk.
They're expecting
epileptic fits.

I bet we're
on the placebo anyway.

You pay big bucks
to be on the good stuff.

No.

Some say penicillin
is the greatest human invention.

Others say the wheel
or the roof.

I vote Scotch.

We're on a drug trial.

- I don't want to end up
like my Dad.
- I don't want to hear about it.

Well, he doesn't even
make sense.

Okay, here's the problem,
right?

You're talking about
depressing stuff.

That's a cycle we want
to stop right now, okay?

What's your favorite
childhood memory?
Let's drink to that.

Just anything?

Yeah, you know,
something free and fun.
No responsibility.

Just being a kid.

Does masturbating with
my Tickle Me Elmo count?
[ Spits ]

[ Moaning ]
[ Tickle Me Elmo Laughing ]

Now my favorite
childhood memory isn't
even from my own childhood.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, I got to
drink to that.
[ Chuckles ]

Oh, God.
That's disgusting.

I can see why Mum smokes pot.

- Have you ever been married?
- That's enough for you.

- Have you?
- The only reason to get married
is for a green card.

I've always
wanted to get married,
but not like my parents.

My mum is having an affair.

All the best affairs
are with married women.

Hey, I've seen your mum.
She's hot.

Sad.

Marriage makes everyone
a hypocrite, eventually.

You're a coward.
Whoa! Oh, fuck!

- [ Chuckles ]
- Oh. Help me up.

I'll get wet.

Ah, no. I'm not--
I'm not having a bath in here.
It's really creepy.

Look,
it's not a spa treatment.
Uh, just get the mud off.

This is a hospital.
It must be clean.

Mmm... okay.

Hey! There's bubbles.
Hurry up.

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasps ]

I need a towel.

[ Whispering ]
Hurry up.
I scared you.

[ Screams ]

- [ Door Rattling ]
- [ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

- [ Sobbing ]
- What's wrong?

I saw how Charlotte Mansfield
killed her son.

She held him under the bathtub
and drowned him.

- We must be hallucinating.
- You too?

Well, when
I found the diary,

I, uh, was walking down
the corridor to get a drink.

And I had to
walk past your door,

and I heard sound and I--

I've never had nightmares
like this.

- It must be the drugs.
- I want to go home.

You're studying
Charlotte Mansfield.

You're reading her diary.
It's obvious this is
all in your head.

I know what I saw.
The water was moving
by itself.

You don't know what you saw.
That's what you think you saw.

This is why you don't mix
cancer drugs with alcohol.

I got to get this back.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

Mr. Chang.

I was just-- I-I lost--
I was looking for, oh, ah--

I was gonna check
my e-mail.

The computer is out
of bounds, Mr. Chang.

You wouldn't want people
nosing around your private
medical records, I'm sure.

Is that your little boy?

That's Henry.

He was my sister's
only child.

He passed away.

Oh, it's terrible
when children die
before their parents.

- It's the worst thing.
- She killed him.

I've never had children.

All right. Okay.

Here we go, Juliet.

Juliet, you're, um,
you're all alone today.

None for me, thanks.
I'm fine.
Come on. Here we go.

Just imagine that you're doing
a drug trial in medieval times.

They'd have leeches.
There'd be sending me in here
to set fire to you,

to see if you're a witch.

Pop your pills back,
okay?

Mmm.
Oops.
There you go.

Yeah. Looks good.

Swallow them back.
Are they gone?
Open your mouth.

Ahh.
Tongue up.

You're not hiding them
in there?
No. Ahh.

Yeah.
Some people just pretend
that they've swallowed those.

I have to check.
And then we don't know if
the drugs work if they do that.

That's why
I prefer suppositories.

Mr. Chang, I'll be with you
in a minute. Just need you
next door, face down.

If you could
pop your pants down,
we'll pop them up.

But, um, I mean, suppositories
are-- I guess they're
a bit invasive.

Uh, Mr. Blackwell
describes it as, um,

well, he-he describes it
as being anally raped
by a pineapple.

And these are--
these are much bigger pills
than he's used to.

Now this can be as easy
or as hard as you want it to be.

All right?
Um, you really just need to--
to breathe in and breathe out.

Just think of
opening up, okay?

Just a deep breath in
and a deep breath out.

It doesn't sound like
you're breathing, Mr. Chang.

Are you breathing?
That's better.

Any tension will make
the suppository seem a lot
larger than it actually is.

Mr. Carpenter in Room 8
has a tendency to black out.

There's a-- There is a slight
risk of just a little tear
if you don't really relax.

Doctor, just before
you do that, I really need to
discuss something with you.

- I-I've been seeing things.
- Mild hallucinations
are completely normal.

Yeah, I mean, we hear
more stories now than
when this was a loony bin.

You don't want to get
Nurse Bates started.
Okay. Here we go.

Okay?
Now take a deep breath.

Think of England.

Well, that's well in there.
That was easy, wasn't it?

Okay? Customs will never
find that one.

What did she say?
Who's that?

Nurse Bates.

Well, she's been here
for years.

She was here
when it was an asylum,
when her sister was here.

Andre, imagine what we
just did in the last couple
of minutes.

Then imagine
if we were sisters.

Very professional.
She's a true professional.

All right, all yours.

No, thanks.
I'll stand.

- What is it?
- Oh, I'm not crying.

It's just the latest thing
since this afternoon's dose.
God.

I'm the one
who should be crying.

That doctor just tried to
put me on like a shirt.

[ Sighs ]
These hallucinations
are so strange.

Yeah, I know. It's like
you've got a TV channel,
but someone else has the remote.

How can you tell the difference
between the real world
and a dream world anyway?

Mmm. Yeah, well, I think I just
took the red pill up my ass,
thank you, Morpheus.

What if there
really are ghosts?

Ghosts don't exist.
When you die, you die.

Ghosts are just stories
that people make up to scare
children and comfort the dying.

Oh. Damn it.

What if they're trying to tell
us something? What if there's
something we're meant to do?

You turn everything
into homework.

Look, I'm real, you're real.
We're on drugs,
we're seeing things.

You're crying,
you're not even sad.

You know, when the drugs
wear off, we'll be fine.

Oh, fuck.
This is good shit.

I saw that exact flower
outside.

Charlotte Mansfield's ghost
is trying to tell us something.

[ Birds Chirping ]

See, they're the same.

Well, they're flowers.
What are you gonna do?

Maybe something's
buried down here?

She's the ghost
of a writer.

If she wants to tell us
something, why doesn't she
write it down? And why us?

This is what I can't stand
about Charlotte Mansfield.
Everything is fucking subtext.

Mmm. Ahh!

Aah!

- Ohh!
- Oh, no. No.

Leave it in.
Let's do it inside.
Ow. It really hurts!

I can't believe you
could be so irresponsible.

The results of this trial
could be in jeopardy.

This is a carefully controlled
scientific experiment
to save lives.

[ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

Where were you?

Ah, we went for a walk
and then I slipped over.

[ Inhales ]

What were you doing with...
that man?

Well, luckily the glass
didn't go in too deep.

[ Inhales ]

[ Exhales ]

Right.
No more adventures, please.

Don't make me confine you
to your rooms.

There's enough danger
in a drug trial without
looking for it outside.

There.

Nice try.

Hey.

Come and see something.

Come on.

[ Thump ]

[ Thump ]

[ Thump ]

[ Thump ]

[ Thumping Continues ]

I'll be back shortly,
my darling.

Are you all right,
Juliet?

I hope Mr. Chang
isn't leading you astray.

I just, um, can't sleep.

Caffeine doesn't help.

Though, if you're making
a black currant tea,
I'd like one, thank you.

How's your hand, Juliet?

Oh, it hurts.

Well, nothing I can do
about that, I'm afraid.
No painkillers allowed.

Can't interfere
with the trial.

You two
been in here long?

We were just watching TV.

Hmm.

- [ Water Boiling ]
- [ Click ]

You know, nursing
is a lonely profession.

I mean,
there are the patients,

but, well,
half the time they don't
even know you're there.

I remember
when I started out
as a young nurse.

My mother
was a nurse before me...

and my grandmother
during the war.

When I was a little girl,
my mother said,

"There's only one reason
to become a nurse.

To meet a doctor."

Mmm.

Oh, well,
don't stay up too late.
It's important to rest.

Okay, what did you see?

I saw what you saw.

Am I imagining this?

Ow. Okay.
All right, all right.

All this is fucking
with my head.

Maybe we should tell
Nurse Bates we know.

Then she won't have to
live with her secret.
It'll set her free.

That woman gives me
the shits.

I bet your cancer
caused that.

[ Chuckles ]

We saw a ghost...
playing.

It's wonderful.
It makes me feel less
frightened of dying.

I really don't want to die if
she's who I have to play with.

Maybe you get to play
with the one you love.

You know what I reckon?
When you're born, they should
tell you the date you die.

'Cause everyone would
get so much more done.

You know, nothing gets done
without a deadline. I know this
from marking homework.

But I guess people being people,
they'd just leave everything to
the weekend before...

and still ask for an extension.

Stay.

Charlotte Mansfield had so
many things she wanted to do.

She never got to do
any of them.

I don't want
any unfinished business.

It doesn't matter
when you die. It'll be
halfway through something.

There's so many things
I want to do though.

I only want to do things
when I'm meant to be doing
something else.

I used to have
a stupid rule...

that a date could only last
an hour and a half.

[ Chuckles ]
Why?

It was a trick, 'cause then
the first date was over,

so it was okay to kiss.

I've never had sex.

You're on the pill.
Nurse Bigmouth announced it.

Yeah?
So?

I get bad cramps
when I have my-- you know.

It doesn't mean--

I don't want to die
a virgin.

Well, the bad part
of that is the dying.

I don't want to be
your first time.

I'm not a good teacher.

I want to.

[ Sighs ]

This will be
your first time.

Well, that's great.
No bad habits.

It's so much harder
to unlearn than learn.

Really?
Mmm.

[ Chuckles ]

I didn't kill you.

I'll just get you a towel,
sweetie.

[ Sighs ]

So Charlotte Mansfield
didn't kill her kid.
Our nurse did.

That mental bitch.

Had her own sister
committed.

Jesus. Kept her drugged up
so she couldn't tell the truth.

And Charlotte Mansfield
committed suicide.
Yep.

Our nurse is a murderer.
Yeah.

Just a shame
messages from ghosts
don't stand up in court.

Are you okay with
what just happened?

[ Chuckles ]
Well, which part?

Uh, the ghost boy drowning?
Uh, you turning
into his dead mother?

I just meant between us.

Oh. Uh, well,
do you think I should
feel ashamed and appalled?

- Do you?
- No.

I'm glad.
You shouldn't.

Yeah.

Hey.

You were nearly as good
as Elmo.

- Mr. Chang!
- Aah!

- Out of bed again?
- Just stretching my legs.

Perhaps you could
try stretching them
in your own room.

Look at the time.
You should be asleep.

Watches, they're a terrible
invention, aren't they?

Imagine how much better life
would be if no one
knew the time.

We'd just, uh, appreciate life
instead of thinking, you know,

where we're meant to be
and-- and, uh, what--
what time it is.

Of course, we'd be late
for everything.

[ Footsteps Departing ]

[ Static ]

[ Click ]
[ Static Ends ]

Have you got the last piece
of my puzzle?

Mr. Chang, how many times
are we going to play
this little game?

What did you just give me?

A little something
to help you relax.

I will not have my patients
running amok.

[ Birds Chirping ]

- Congratulations.
You're going to be a father.
- What?

The medication
made my pill ineffective.

So we're going to be parents.
Isn't that awesome?

Oh.

Oh, no. What--

Ah. You're fucking
with me, right?

[ Chuckles ]
Yes. Yes, I am.

[ Chuckles ]

Hey, that
Charlotte Mansfield book,
the one you're studying--

House of Mirrors.
Mmm. Yeah, that one.
That one.

Um, let me see.
It's been a little while.

That's the one about--

Oh, scratch that.
I've never read it.
I fucking hate her novels.

What's it about?
It's about two lovers
who long to be together.

They have different
social standings.

He's a lowly paid
street performer,
she's royalty.

Her father makes it
so they can never be together,
trapping her in a castle.

It's called the House of Mirrors
because there's this hallway
that's lined with mirrors.

In the end she tries to escape
by running through
the broken glass.

It was the last book
Charlotte Mansfield ever wrote.

Remember how I said I think
we're here for a reason.

Okay, this is going to
sound strange.

That piece of glass that
was in your hand, we need to
get it back off Nurse Bates.

What? How?
What are you talking about?

Trust me.
This is the last piece
of the puzzle.

What puzzle?

Nurse Bates, I've-I've got
a really bad headache.

My temples are throbbing
and my shoulder blades
are aching as well.

Normally I'd take a Panadol,
but you said we weren't allowed.

I was just wondering if--

[ Whispering, Indistinct ]

Oh. I better shut the door.

It's right in my temples
where it really hurts.

There?
Yeah.
And behind my eyes.

You know, a lot of tension
starts in your shoulders.

It's the, uh,
way you carry yourself.

Let me take this off
so you can get
right in there.

Mmm.

How's that?
Oh, that's good.

Oh, sorry.

[ Chuckles ]
Never mind.

Just so relaxed.

[ Clears Throat ]

I think that's enough.
I have to attend to
other patients.

Thank you, Nurse Bates.

Call me Margaret.

There, there.

It'll all be over shortly.

You've had your reign
as the genius of the family.

Now see what it's like
to be the shame.

Eww.

Watch out!

Come on!

The key!

- Hurry up. She's--
- It's not here!

You've been imagining things.
It's just the medication.

This will make you feel...
much better.

I did it for you,
my darling.

I am going to need therapy.

Well, Andre, I've never seen
such a complete recovery.

It's almost like you've been
given factory fresh parts.

A cure for cancer?
Well, when is it
on the market?

It's always been
on the market, Andre.

You're on placebo.
Sugar?

Just as well too.
The real drug killed
all the other patients.

Still better than
animal testing, eh?

What drug was Juliet on?

Thanks for a weekend
I'll never forget.

Not many mourners here.

Well, she did murder
all her relatives.

[ Clears Throat ]
You all right there, Juliet?

You all right, Mr. Chang?

We probably weren't
as close to her as you.

We, uh--
She tried to kill us.

Yeah, yeah.

She tried to kill
a lot of people.

Uh, I'm sure there were
other sides to her personality.

Oh, yeah, she was
a true professional,
you know?

Just a wonderful, wonderful,
wonderful-- All of her,
you know?

Her eyebrows and everything.
You would have seen that.

I'm going to miss her.

I'm going to...
bloody... miss... her.

Some people
don't express themselves
'cause they're afraid,

and then it's too late.

I'm going to become a writer.

I'm going to write a story
about a woman who's so jealous
of her sister,

she murders her sister's son,
her own nephew,

and then frames her sister
for it, then murders her sister
and makes it look like suicide.

That would never happen.
No one is ever going to
believe that.

♪ Well, I don't go for that
voodoo hoodoo juju
kind of stuff ♪

♪ I tell you it's enough
to make you think ♪

♪ Well, I had my scare
of pins and needles ♪

♪ You know they don't
hurt me much ♪

♪ But she knocked on my door

♪ In her rubber gloves

♪ She told me she had a kind
of stylin' constitution ♪

♪ And for fortitude and grit
you know, she gets the prize ♪

♪ Well, she said that
she made me her own
New Year's resolution ♪

♪ I can't help but think that
she's a blessing in disguise ♪

♪ She'll be the death of me

♪ Well, she'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death
The death ♪

♪ She'll be the death of me ♪

♪ Well, she'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death
The death ♪

♪ She'll be the death of me

♪ She'll give you shocks
She's my own defibrillator ♪

♪ Her big medicine chest
is a sight for sore eyes ♪

♪ I'm always stuck

♪ Well, you know
she ain't a doctor ♪

♪ But she sure knows how
to make my temperature rise ♪

♪ Well, I'm

♪ Sick of her meddling ways

♪ Well, maybe

♪ We'll be fine

♪ I won't lie

♪ She's all right

♪ Well, all right

♪ Well, she'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death
The death ♪

♪ She'll be the death of me ♪

♪ Yeah, she'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death
The death ♪

♪ She'll be the death
Death of me ♪

♪ Well, she'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death

♪ She'll be the death
The death ♪

♪ She'll be the death of me

♪ [ Fades ]

It should be me...

s-s-s-smashed against
that wall with the chair...
thing.

It should be me stuck.
It shouldn't stuck to you.

It should be me
that was up there.

Damn that chair.
It was just-- It was just--
[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Sighs ]

Sorry I'm late.
Traffic.

[ Rumbling ]

♪ [ Ends ]