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So, Rachel, you and Melanie

were best friends
in high school, huh?

Well, we had to be.

Nobody else was gonna
be friends with us,

right, "Smellanie"?

I go by "Melanie" now.

So, how are things
with you and Tom?

Oh, that's over.
You know, after he got hit

by lightning on
the putt-putt golf course,

he lost control
of all his functions,

and then he had to use

that Stephen Hawking thing
to communicate.

Then one morning, he just rolled
up to me, and he said,

"I don't love you anymore."

The storm is really
getting worse.

I hope Victoria
is gonna be okay.

Our friend Victoria
is flying home today

from an island vacation.

We shouldn't worry, Joy.
I'm sure she's gonna be fine.

I don't know, they've upgraded
it to a super storm.

Super storm Mary.
A lot of people are gonna die.

Rachel, nobody is going to die.

We're all doomed!

Elka, it's just a bad storm.

It's nothing to worry about.

Have I ever mentioned

there was a gruesome murder
in this house?

- What?
- And the ghost

is coming back tonight.

She's right about the murder.

Before I go to anybody's house,

I visit diedinhouse.com.

Oh, my God, it's true.

50 years ago to the day.

"Violently stormy night."
"Woman found murdered."

"Case never solved."

"Victim's name was Mary."
Just like the storm.

See how the science
is adding up?

Wh--why would she be after you?

She thought I was having
an affair with her boyfriend.

I have a sense
that at any moment,

something horrible is gonna come
through that door.

Oh, this is silly.

It's just Victoria.
She forgot her keys.

It's not some ghoul from
the past come to haunt us.

Mother!

Hello, rejoyla.

What are you doing here?

My plane had to make
an emergency landing,

thanks to your american weather.

Was on my way to Hawaii.

Hawaii?

You hate places
where everyone's happy.

No, Daniel's changed all that.

Who's Daniel?

This is Daniel Monroe,
my boyfriend.

Hello, all.

Ah, and you must be Joy.

- Yes.
- Pleasure.

Well don't look
so shocked, rejoyla.

Yes, he's a bit younger...

But we're very happy.

Now, where can we freshen up,
dear?

Uh, right this way.

Oh, hello, everyone.

The airport was a nightmare.

I didn't see her face,

but there was this ridiculous
woman with beaded hair

chanting and making a scene.

I'm back!

And I am one with the universe.

Remember, in high school,

when we both got
the Bo Derek hairdos,

and the boys said that even
together, we weren't a "10."

Yeah, good times.

Oh, and speaking of good times,

now would probably be a really good
time for you to get on the road.

I mean, before it gets
dangerous.

Oh, you know,
you're probably right.

I-I should go.
I have a long drive home.

Safe travels, sour-faced angel.

Okay, Victoria. What's going on?

I went on vacation because
I was so filled

with stress about
all that Oscar nonsense.

But the island
changed everything.

This is the new me.

You said the same thing
about kabbalah,

and scientology, and remember
when you were amish?

But those "new mes" were
so typical of the old me.

This new me is the real new me.

I slept with
my mother's boyfriend.

Already?

No, it was decades ago.

And we're both acting like
we never met,

but how long can
we keep that up?

What the hell?

What's that?

Oh, I brought back a little
souvenir from the island.

I give you, Chill.

So, this is my new home.

I was on the beach,

trying to get all
of my Hollywood worries

out of my head,
and the next thing I knew

this beautiful man had his hands
in my hair

and was braiding, and weaving,
and filling my head

with his profound thoughts.
Oh, tell them one!

Don't worry, be happy.

And so I no longer worry
about winning an Oscar.

I just be happy.

Did nobody hear what I said?

I slept with
my mother's boyfriend!

Lady, lady, la...

lady, right?

Everyone make love
to everyone eventually.

Eventually, I will make love
to all of you.

Now I must go upstairs,

to be closer to the healing ions
from the storm.

Oh, I know what
all of you are thinking--

I have found my soul mate.

Yeah, that's what
we're all thinking.

Um, excuse me, do you mind if
I put on a pot of tea?

Of course.

- I'll help you.
- Oh, thank you.

- Daniel...
- Mm-hmm?

What are gonna do?

Well, normally I would put
the tea leaves in first.

No, not about the tea!

About the fact that
we slept together.

What? We never slept together.

You don't remember having sex
with me?

Look, Joy, your mother
mentioned in passing

that you've slept
with thousands of men.

Perhaps you're thinking
of one of them.

You're lying. What's your game?

I don't have a game.

I'm on to you.

Daniel claims he doesn't
remember having sex with me.

Sometimes, when something
horrific happens,

you blot it out.

I can assure you,
he would not forget me.

He was a clumsy lover at first,
but then I taught him

this certain move
that changed everything.

I don't know what's worse,

hearing about joy's sex life

or waiting for the ghost
to kill me.

Right now, I'm rooting
for the ghost.

I'd say he was a gigolo,

but my mother doesn't have
any money.

I know Daniel
is up to something.

I just don't know
what to do about it.

You don't have to do anything.

And how dare you be suspicious
of my boyfriend.

But your relationship
is suspicious.

How did you even meet him?

If you must know,
I was at a cafe,

and he talked me into buying
a jaguar.

What?

And if you don't believe
he loves me,

then why did he ask me
to marry him?

- What?
- Oh, Joy, let it go.

Let this cool breeze calm your--
what?

"Helen Mirren, Oscar's surest bet"?

Wha--they're already making
Oscar predictions

and I'm not being predicted?

And... She's back!

Oh, my God, what was I thinking?

Ugh! Okay.

I just have to get these
friggin' beads out of my hair,

put on my beautiful clothes,

and everything will
be back to normal.

Oh, crap. My soul mate.

Uh, Philipa, let me take you
to the airport.

And Chill, why don't you grab
your passport and come with us?

The storm is getting worse.

All the roads are closed.

We're all gonna die...

Together, in this haunted house.

Don't worry, be happy?

I just don't know what to do.

The whole thing is such
a weird reversal.

Mom's always hated
my boyfriends,

and now I hate hers.

If they get married,
will you call him "daddy"?

Or did you do that
when you slept with him?

You know, Joy, maybe this
is your chance to treat your mom

the way you wish she had treated
you with your boyfriends.

I suppose I could do that.

But what do I do?

Chill is like one of those
things you get on vacation

that seems fabulous
when you're there

but ridiculous when
you get back home.

Do you remember that hideous
pineapple purse

I bought in Mexico?

I do.

You gave it to me for Christmas.

You're welcome.

Well, what am I gonna do
about Rachel?

I mean, I have moved on
from high school,

but she just keeps trying
to drag me back.

Oh, it's just one night,
and she's really not that bad.

Oh, there you are.

I brought our yearbook.

Yeah, I thought
it would be fun...

- Mm-hmm.
- If we circled everybody

in it who's dead now.

Chill, you know how you go
on a tropical vacation

and you buy a pineapple purse,
and you get it home

and you wonder,
"what was I thinking?

- Now that doesn't belong here"?
- Completely.

On St. Lucia, they sell these
puka shell flip-flops.

I bought a pair,

and I brought them back
to my island.

Looked totally crazy there!

Victoria, come to me.
Come to me.

Please, come into
our Ohio hammock.

No, it's--

it's a little too cold.

- Let chill make you hot.
- No, let--

actually, what I would prefer is
if you just put some pajamas on.

But night is time to be free.

Well, I'm sorry, but I prefer
a man who wears pajamas.

But I understand
if that's a deal breaker.

- Message received.
- No.

I will put on these "pajamas."

For you, I will force this
terrible material upon my skin.

It's flannel.

"Flann-el."

So stiff. So unnatural.

I'm glad you wanted
to talk, rejoyla.

I know you don't approve
of Daniel.

Well, I'm not here to argue.

I just want us to be able
to talk as friends.

That's my wish as well.

And let me tell you, Joy,

girlfriend to girlfriend...

I have never experienced
such intense pleasure

as I have with Daniel.

Your father told me I was having
orgasms all those years,

but it turned out that I wasn't.

I was just having the air
squeezed out of me

by his portly frame.

Well, that's... Vivid.

But passing lightly from sex--

you know, I'm finally
beginning to understand

why you sleep around so much.

You know, Daniel does
this thing.

I don't know where
he learned it,

or what wonderful woman taught
it to him,

but it's wave after wave
of ecstasy.

Whoo! A little aftershock.

Oh, it's so good to share.

After years of tense rows,

friends is so much nicer.

Isn't it?

And, as a friend,

I was just wondering what you
really know about Daniel,

because I checked online--
as friends do--

and I couldn't find anything
about him.

So you're saying
you don't trust him?

No, no, I'm just saying
I don't want you to get hurt.

You haven't changed at all.

You just can't stand it
when I'm happy!

What?

I have only ever wanted you
to be happy.

And you're the one
who picked holes

in every relationship
I ever had.

Well, I was wrong!
I should have said,

"if you're happy, I'm happy."

No, no, I was wrong.

I should have said, "thank you
for rightly pointing out

that I was making horrible
choices that will end in tears."

Daniel is obviously after
your money.

Because he couldn't possibly
love me for who I am.

No, I just think you need
to end this, immediately.

You are not my mother!

Then stop acting like a child!

As long as you're under my roof,
it's my rules!

You don't know anything!

And you don't care about
my feelings!

And don't you dare slam that--

so, for the rest of my life,

I must live with the knowledge

that I gave my mother
her first orgasm.

Well, I can top that.

I went on a three-week vacation
and all I have to show for it

is a filthy beach bum
whose filthy beach bum

is on my silk pillows.

Hey, it's 12:05.

And the murder happened
at midnight.

You're safe!

Elka, do you still set
your watch five minutes fast?

Yes.

Usually, when I do a seance,

I summon the spirits under
the moonlight on the warm beach

after I've made love to everyone
in the circle.

Anyone?

Okay, rain check.

Let the seance begin.

Mary, speak through us.

Spirit of Mary, come on down!

I am the spirit of Mary.

I have a message
for the island man.

Go home. You must go home.

Did something happen?

What did the ghost say?
Oh, we must obey her.

Don't worry,
my precious Victoria.

Your island man's
not going nowhere.

And I'm not going anywhere
either.

I feel the spirit is telling me
to stay in Cleveland.

What? Rachel.

Don't be crazy.
Go back to Scottsdale.

- It's Phoenix.
- Same airport.

Tell me about the murder.
Who were the suspects?

There were two.
The first was Mary's daughter,

and the second was a foreign man
that Mary was dating.

I bet the daughter did it.

She probably couldn't take
her mother's stubborn attitude.

Maybe Mary was happy
for once in her life,

and her daughter
couldn't stand it.

I'm sure it was the foreign man.

If he'd just gone home,
everything would have been fine.

This seance stinks.

You know, I think you're a bit
jealous that a man like Daniel

wouldn't look at you twice.

I give up.

You just keep making it harder.
Harder! Harder!

Harder... Harder...
Now, where have I heard that?

Oh, my God!

Daniel, what's wrong?

You look like
you've seen a ghost.

What? This never worked before.

I mean, welcome, spirit.

I really could use a drink.

You heard him, rejoyla.
Get Daniel a drink.

Why so sad, sad girl?

I am from an island,

but you, you are an island.

That is so deep.

Victoria, will you share me?

I'm sorry?

Share?

I will.

You know, we have a saying
in this country.

If you love something,
set it free.

And if it comes back to you,
just keep setting it free

until it gets the message.

So, you remember everything?

Yes, your angry sex sounds
brought it all back to me.

What am I gonna do?

Philipa will be devastated.

But we agreed from the start,
no secrets.

In fact, it's her Frank honesty
that I love most about her.

Yes, Frank honesty is one
of her leading qualities.

But there's so much more to her.

We discover new things about each
other every day. It's like...

we're both finally
finding out what love really is.

I'll be lost if I lose her.

Oh, Daniel, that's lovely.

I don't recall such depth
of feeling from you.

Well, I wasn't like this
back then.

And even if you had been,

I wouldn't have been smart
enough to see it.

Yeah. We were two different,

rather inferior, people.

So, since our thing happened
to two different people,

why should these two people
here now--

who both want to keep from
hurting that woman out there--

even bring it up?

What have you two
been talking about?

Oh, just getting to know
each other.

And the more I do,
the more I realize

how good Daniel is for you.

So, I give you my blessing.

Well, I hardly need
a blessing from you.

But it warms my heart to get it.

- Oh, mom.
- Oh.

Well, I'd say it's been
a good night.

- Mm.
- I mean, even Elka managed

to avoid Mary's ghost or spirit
or whatever it is.

I feel a little cheated.

I really thought
there'd be something.

That might be something.

Elka, what are you doing
in my bed?

- The storm's over.
- I know that,

but George is still terrified.
Look at him.

All right, fine.

I talked to the police.

They believe the bones
in the fireplace

belong to a local burglar
who disappeared 50 years ago.

Their theory is that
he robbed and murdered Mary,

attempted to escape up
the chimney

where he bumped his head
and died.

And he's been up there
this whole time?

Yes.

Which begs the question,

don't you ever have
the chimney cleaned?

Good night, Elka.

Good night, Joy.

I'll be here when you wake up
in the morning.

Why are you telling me that?

I thought you'd like
to hear it once.

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