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- Hello?
- Anna: Good morning, Lauren.

Anna. I'm so glad you called.

Just checking in on you.
How are you feeling?

Erm...

I haven't been
sleeping well lately.

You do sound tired.

Have you been up all
night writing again?

I wish.

Are you telling me you see
dead people, like Rachel?

Anna, you know,
that's not funny.

Sorry. She keeps putting
crazy ideas into your head.

I should talk to her.

Yeah, well, you can do that.

Why don't we gather
tonight here at my house?

- Tonight, around 7:00?
- Are you sure?

Yeah... I really want
to see everybody

and catch up, you know?

It'll be fun to see
the girls, right?

Okay. I'll call them.
Seven, all right?

Great. Thanks. I can't wait.

- Lauren, there you are.
- Come in. Come in.

Here I am, as requested.

What time is it? Is
it 7:00 already?

You slept through the whole day?

I was trying to write.
Time has just slipped by.

I'm sorry, I didn't get
to prepare anything.

No need for apologies, but
you still need to pull

- yourself together.
- Yeah.

I'm just so glad
that you're here.

Especially today.

Especially today.

- Lauren.
- What?

You should've sold this
house a long time ago.

I can't. I couldn't.

It's my mom's house.

Have you heard the expression,
"let sleeping dogs lie?"

Yeah. But what does that
have to do with anything?

Gathering us all here,
on the anniversary

of the day it happened.

Well, what's dead
is gone, right?

I'm not talking about that.

I'm worried about you.

Are you still going to therapy?

Yes. I'm taking the medications
my psychiatrist prescribed.

Lauren, stop. You're
creeping me out.

I feel like someone's watching.

How long have you been
feeling this way?

You know, since that night...

Especially this week.

Have you considered
checking yourself back

into supervised care?

You know I can't
write like that.

What is more important,

your literary career
or your life?

I can't think. I'm so tired.

Lauren, please, let me
take you in tomorrow.

Kat: What?

You never want to see me again?

Seriously? How incredibly
ungrateful you are?

What was that?

Kat: After all the
sacrifices I gave to you...

The house is always
settling, so...

Termites? I will
get the dust pan.

Okay.

Kat: Oh, no, no, no, no,
you can't say that to me.

Why? Why? Because
I'm your mother.

Ken? Kenneth?

Kat, is everything okay?

Kids, can't live with them,
can't live without them.

Oh, Lauren.

You should've let me take you
away to Paris this summer.

I had a grand ol' time.

I would've only slowed you down.

Well, maybe I would've
revved you up a little.

Oh, my goodness. What happened?

Oh, the house has a
mind of its own.

Oh, what a mess.

You look wonderful, Kat. And
that bag's really something.

Thank you. Look
what I got for us.

Oh, I'm not supposed to
drink on medication.

Oh, what your doctor doesn't
know won't hurt him. Trust me.

So, Kat, what's going on?

We heard you yelling
at your son.

- He ran away to Vegas.
- To get married?

He did, to that white
trash, gold digger.

Well, he's 18. He's an adult.

You did the best you could.
Congratulations on the nuptials.

- How are your children?
- I count my blessings.

A future cardiologist,
an engineer and a banker

all in one family.

Not that there's anything wrong
with being a total stereotype.

You know, why don't you
give Ken some time?

He might come around.

- Do you really think so?
- Yes, he's your flesh and blood.

No matter what happens,
you belong to each other.

- He didn't even invite me.
- Please, Kat.

It's not the end of the world.

Let him rebel and
find his own way.

Easy for you to say with
your three perfect children.

I only have Ken. He
means everything to me.

- Ow!
- Lauren: Kat?

That looks bad.

For a plastic surgeon, you
should be more careful

- around sharp things.
- I was only trying to help.

- Here. Are you okay?
- Yes, I'm fine.

I just nicked a vein.
It's all right.

I have everything I
need to close it up.

- Hi, Rachel.
- Oh, beautiful as ever.

- No. Thanks.
- Oh, my god.

Come on in. For me?

Thank you.

- Oh!
- I'm sorry I'm late.

I got caught up in a
new business blessing.

Oh, no, don't worry about it.
I'm glad to see you.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I feel like sometimes,
you want your space

- and then, again I don't, like...
- No, no, no, no, no.

Thanks for being
patient with me.

- My god, what is that?
- Oh.

Uh... Luckily, the need
for spirit workers

is finally on the rise and
I've got a lot of new cases.

Well, yay. I'm so glad
to hear you're busy.

Aw. So I guess I should ask you
how your novel is coming, hm?

Um... it's not.

What?

Why don't you let me give
you reike for healing?

It's not a healing
thing, I think.

What, it's a regular
writer's block?

You don't normally have that.

- What's wrong?
- Well, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's what it is. It's...
I'm blocked.

Blocked?

Well, there's definitely
something wrong here.

The energy is all off.

I gotta get to work.
So come on, let's go.

Here, Kat, for your pain.

Thank you, Anna.

Kat, I'm going to have to
call your sponsor again.

Roach, roach, I got maimed
helping Lauren clean up

- her accident.
- I'll take that.

- Hi, Rachel.
- Hi, Anna.

You're the only one that
still uses that nickname

- since third grade.
- It's a term of endearment.

And you might want to
start adding a little

color into your wardrobe.

It's just so good to
have everybody here.

- Thank you for coming.
- Oh, Lauren, have a seat.

Why don't we go into
the living room?

Oh, no, the energy
is much better here.

Lauren, here, come.

Rachel, what on earth do you
have in your briefcase?

- Tools of my trade.
- Wow.

It looks like you brought
Jesus, Buddha, Allah

and everybody else to the party.

I thought you only did reiki?

Well, energy balancing is
at the core of my work.

But I brought an expanded arsenal.
I will need it.

Rachel, I really
appreciate what you do and

that you believe a séance
is going to do anything,

but I don't think that...

Lauren doesn't need
a séance as much

as she needs a good
man in the sack.

Oh, Kat. That's an
unnecessary thing to say.

What? I'm only bringing up what
everybody is already thinking.

Kat, just because your
mind is in the gutter,

it doesn't mean we
have to hear it.

Lauren, if that doesn't
interest you anymore,

- I'm sure roach would love to.
- Kat, if you don't watch it,

I'm going to send you to rehab.

I maybe a lush, but at
least I don't avoid

dealing with life by
obsessing over the occult.

It's no use. It's too dug in.

How do you feel
about an exorcism?

- Excuse me.
- Lauren.

- Lauren, are you all right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Rachel, your Sage is
really irritating my eyes.

- I'll be right back.
- Okay.

I don't think she's
ever gotten over him.

What?

How can she still be
so hung up on him?

I mean, I know she's
a hopeless romantic,

but isn't this a little extreme?

It's the 20th
anniversary, isn't it?

Oh, is anniversary
really the right word?

Whatever it is, we
promised to be here

to give her whatever
support she needs.

Haven't we already done
that or at least offered?

What she really needs is
to settle the spirits

that haunt her or get the
hell out of this place.

Okay. Okay.

- What is all of this?
- Take your seat.

But be careful with the salt.

Come, Lauren.

Lauren: What do you think
this is all supposed to do?

Oh, we're just balancing
the energy around you.

Don't worry. It
should be harmless.

Oh, goody. I get to
spend mischief night

with a bunch of
superstitious freaks.

Be quiet, Kat.

Not everything is
always about you.

Okay.

Come on.

There.

Restless spirit, hear us.

We acknowledge the evil
that has been done to you.

But you must also acknowledge
the wrongs that you have done.

Let your spirit rest.

Be free in the afterlife.

Man: Hello?

- Did you hear that?
- Return to the universal energy.

Let go of the ties to this
life and move on to the next.

Spirit, stay back.

What are you all doing
here sitting in the dark?

Did you know your
front door was open?

Oh!

Well, I didn't mean
to scare you guys.

My name is Derek.

One of you is my mother...

And I came here to find
what happened to my father.

You are trespassing. I'm
calling the police.

Now that you have our
full attention...

What proof do we have that
you are who you say you are?

Well, I was born on
June 30th, 1996.

I was given up to the sisters of St.
Margaret for adoption.

You could've found
that information.

Maybe you are just an impostor.

Why would he do that? Why
go to all that trouble?

The only reason you
would've come here looking

for your birth parents
is for money, right?

No, people don't just disappear.

You know, maybe they do in
your mystery novels, but...

None in real life.

Not unless they're dead.

Look, why don't I just
pay you what you want

and you leave us alone?

You know, money can't
change the past

or give me the life I would
have had with my real parents.

What are you getting at?

You cannot just expect
to walk in here and...

Okay, stop everybody!
Just stop. Stop.

It's okay.

- When I gave you up, i...
- Shh! Don't.

I can't...

Why?

- How did you find me?
- I paid to track you down.

What happened, huh?

There's no record of
my father anywhere

after you filed the
missing person's report.

And the private investigator
said that this only happens

if someone goes into hiding,
goes into the mob, or dies.

So, which is it, hm?

Your father... hurt me.

And then, he left?

Will you hear me out?

I can handle it.

You deserve to know
who your father was.

When we got married
25 years ago,

we were madly in love.

We were both from broken
homes, so when we connected,

we felt like we
saved each other.

It was inevitable that we would
end up hurting each other,

but we loved each other so much.

We thought we were stronger
than the troubles.

We were wrong.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

- I'll love you forever.
- Good.

Man, you guys, be happy.
Be happy and I love you.

It's just... I wish the
best with you guys.

I really, really do.

You guys are going to
be pretty remarkable.

I love you.

You are always my sister.

You know that. I will
always be there for you.

I don't think I can
drink another drink.

Congratulations. First one
of us to get married.

I love you.

I hope you and Jake have
a wonderful marriage.

You're like a kind of therapy.

- Yeah?
- Hmm.

You're mine, too.

So much that you
almost make me forget.

Almost?

I never thought I could feel...

- Safe.
- Listen to me.

I'm going to make you feel safe.

Jake...

He's why I keep
locking the door.

I tried to stop, but...

My mom told me never to tell
anyone and it's just so...

I don't care how weak she was.

- She should've protected you.
- She tried.

And how could he, to
his own daughter?

If they weren't already dead,
I'd kill them for you.

Jake. Jake.

They were all I had.

Let's just forget, please.

You're mine, now.

You're safe.

This hard-boiled
detective never expected

to fall in love with the
dame with the smoky voice.

Babe, relax.

Come over here and play with me.

All you want to do is play.

Some of us have to
work around here.

You just start being no fun.

Since we went broke.

Babe, relax. The loan
is gonna come through.

No.

No, Jake, we can't take
out a second mortgage.

I don't need you nagging me.

If you don't care, I don't care.

Goddamnit! Of course I care.

You're gonna get that?

No.

That's probably another one
of those bill collectors.

Hello.

Look, I told you not call here.

I said no. I'll call you later.

- Who was that?
- It's a bill collector.

No.

It didn't sound like any bill
collector I've ever talked to.

Yeah, well, I don't want to
deal with that right now.

Babe, listen to me.

I'm sorry you are stressed.

I'll get another job soon.
I promise.

I know. I know you will.

Yeah, and then everything
is going to be fine.

And then we can start a family
just like we always wanted.

One little boy, one little girl.

I don't know, Jake.

Boy or a girl, I want both.

Yeah.

I'm going to make all
your dreams come true.

I swear.

Jake, please, I... I
think I need to write.

I just need to make
myself feel better

and I just don't
feel well right now.

Your story, it can wait.

Look, I said no.

That was all I could
give, I'm sorry.

No.

Just leave us alone, okay?

Holy shit, babe.

What? Did I scare you?

You give a man a heart
attack like that.

- Who were you talking to?
- It was an investor.

At one o'clock in the morning?

Yeah. Well, you
know, this guy's...

Pick that up.

What for?

It doesn't mean
anything anymore.

Of course it means something.

Tell that to whoever you're
screwing around with.

No, I'm not. I'm
telling you the truth!

Who was on the phone. Jake?

Where do you think you're going?

- Getting a hell out of here.
- Oh, you're not going anywhere.

- Stop it, Jake. I'm leaving.
- You're not going anywhere.

I'm done with you.

You're done when I
say you're done.

You're my wife.

Jake, stop.

Jake! Stop, what are you doing?

Stop. Stop. No
please, don't do it.

- Don't. No, Jake!
- You're my wife.

- You're my wife.
- Stop. No!

Jake, no! Don't, please don't.

Jake, don't.

- Jake, don't.
- Oh, baby.

Stop. I said, "stop".

I said, "stop"!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Come.

I already did, so hurry up.
She's on the way over too.

Yes, now. Bye.

The girls will be here soon.

No, don't bother them.

- I'm fine.
- No, you're not fine.

Nothing about the
situation is fine.

And if you only gone
to the police before,

there'd be documented history
of domestic violence.

I didn't think it was that bad.

I pushed him.

It was my fault.

Lauren, you keep defending Jake.
But who's defending you?

Oh, no.

Jake.

- What happened?
- Did they fight again?

It's bad this time.

- Interventions.
- They always come too late.

What did he do?

Oh, my god, your face.

Lauren, you got to go
to the emergency room.

No, I'm all right. I
don't want to go.

Please don't make me go.

Lauren, do you want to
tell them or shall I?

She defended herself this
time and he might be dead.

- Oh, no.
- What happened?

She caught him with another
woman on the phone.

- Who?
- What a surprise.

No idea.

But we have to go back there
with her to protect her

- either way.
- Of course.

There's no pulse.

He's dead.

Oh, hell no.

- We have to call the police.
- Anna: I can't believe

I'm saying this, but
none of us can go

- to the police.
- Rachel: What?

- Why can't we call the police?
- We can claim self-defense.

Rachel: I've seen how
these cases played out.

Her life will be ruined forever.

We stick together no matter
what happens. Agreed?

All for one, one for all.

Sisters until we're in jail.

- Okay. So now what?

You're a doctor, can't you
get access to a morgue?

- What are you suggesting?
- I don't know.

My god, we can't do this.

Well, how about I
get rid of him?

- Yeah.
- What? How?

I tag him as a John Doe. He gets cremated.
Case close.

That is crazy.

Well, it's either
that or the police?

Rachel: She's right.

Lauren?

Okay. What do you want to do?

Shh! The neighbors will hear.

Calm down.

- You two, get her inside.
- Okay.

Did you kill my father
right here in this house?

What the hell is wrong
with this place?

Your mother is not
in her right mind.

In fact, she was going
to commit herself,

- tomorrow morning.
- Anna.

Commit herself? What, to
a mental institution?

Anna: A facility.

So do you want to hear
the rest of the story?

Tell me.

- Thanks.
- It is not your fault.

This is really for the best.

He would've eventually
killed you,

you know that, right?
That asshole.

I mean, you probably
can't see it now...

But it was either you or him...

And the universe chose you.

I'm just going to...
I don't feel well.

Okay.

We treat this as an
alcoholic, bankrupt husband

abandoning his wife.

She calls the police tomorrow.
I'll coach her what to say.

Okay. That sounds about right.

And what about her mental state?

- What do you mean?
- Look at her.

I'm afraid she's going
to hurt herself.

I see.

Well, then we all have to
take turns being with her

until she feels better.

Lauren? Hey.

Shit. It's okay. It's okay.

It's just morning
sickness, babe.

It's okay, it's okay. Shh!

Are you sure you want to
go through with this?

I... want...

I want it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I want... I want
to have a family.

Okay.

You're not actually considering
having Jake's baby, are you?

What do you think you're going
to be putting yourself through?

What if he turns out
evil like his father?

You can't keep him,
you know that.

You're going to have
to get stronger

if you're going to
raise your child.

One day he's going to want
to know who his father is,

so you got to toughen up, okay?

You know, we could raise
the kid together,

if you wanted.

I'd really like that.

Anna: Are you sure you
want to give up the baby?

I will make sure he
goes to a good home,

with two loving parents
who can give him

the upbringing he deserves.

You don't have to bear the
responsibility anymore.

Lauren: I don't have to explain.

The doctor said you won't be
able to have any more children.

You had what's called
placental abruption,

so they gave you hysterectomy.

But that's okay. You
have your writing career

and you've already
sold your first book.

And it's doing so well.

There's one thing
I need to know.

What?

Would you ever...

Oh, my god, Kat!

Rachel: He's going to
run to the police.

- He knows our secret.
- Lauren: God.

- He's my son! Leave him alone!
- No.

Lauren: Nobody touch him!

Just give me some time to
think about what to do.

Oh, my god, he is heavy.

Lauren, Lauren stop. Think.
We could lose everything.

First, Jake. Now, your son.

I think the universe is
trying to tell us something.

Don't be stupid.

If none of you are gonna help
me, then don't get in my way!

All right. All right.

Fine.

My back!

Getting older sucks.

- I'll give you reiki later.
- Vicodin works better.

No amount of Vicodin could
possible help you, Kat.

I don't believe in roach's
phooey mumbo jumbo anyway.

Yeah, like the tablecloth flew
up the table by itself, huh?

Kat: There's a rational
scientific explanation.

It's an old house. The
floor could've shifted.

Okay. Everybody,
just leave me alone.

We cannot just leave
him here like that.

He could attack you
when he wakes up.

At least one of us has
her wits about her.

It's for your own
safety, Lauren.

- Get his tie, bind his legs.
- What?

Just because he's your son,

you don't know what
he is capable of.

Remember, he's also Jake's.

Okay. Everybody, just
give me some time.

Okay. We'll be right
downstairs if you need us.

Okay. Okay. Go!

You got to lay off the booze.

Sorry, roach, I know.

I know what you're thinking.
And we can't.

What's it to you? Why
are you protecting him?

It's not like before.
He's still alive.

This time it would be
cold blooded murder.

I'm not sure I can
go through it again.

But Kat has a point.

- I have to pee.
- Rachel.

I've got to fix my contacts.

Honestly, now?

Honestly, it must be really hard
to be so perfect all the time.

Thank you.

Derek: You killed my father
right here in this house?

Just one thing I need to know.

Lauren: What?

Derek: Would you ever...

Lauren: What?

Derek: Would you ever...

That's not possible.

Derek?

Are you all right?

I'm sorry that Kat hurt you.

And you're going to kill me too?

I'd never let them kill you.

What are you saying,
if I have to die,

you'll do it, or what?

- Could you...
- Mm-hm.

Could you... Will you
ever forgive me?

I don't know.

Now that we've met...

I'm not sure about
anything anymore.

When the house is quiet...

I'll... I'll... I'll untie you

and then you should go, okay?

If I really wanted to get away,
do you think you can stop me?

Then what...

What's the real
reason you came here?

You're more than I
hoped you'd be.

More?

What were you expecting?

Oh, I convinced myself that I
was going up against some...

Evil cougar.

What?

No one should be able to
get away with murder.

The life that I've
been living...

I haven't been able to
get away with anything.

Anna, is that you?

What the hell?

I don't scare that easily.

Oh, my god!

No, no, no, no.

You grew up happy, right?
With good parents?

Maybe.

How did they feel
about you finding me?

They don't know.

Why?

- They're dead.
- What happened?

The house caught on fire...

And I tried to save them.

I tried... but I couldn't.

Smoke...

I couldn't save them.

I hear you, Jake. Speak.

You want me to help her?
Is Lauren in danger?

I know you're here.

If you want to protect
her, give me your message.

You shouldn't have given me up.

I thought...

I thought I just couldn't handle

being reminded of
Jake every day.

Well, you should have been stronger...
for me.

Yeah.

And we would have
had each other.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

You won't believe
what I just saw.

I know what you saw.

- What?
- The man you loved.

What are you talking about?
There was no man in there.

I just witnessed
paranormal activity.

Are you kidding me?
You're drunk, Kat.

- Yeah, I know that, but...
- You're all in trouble.

Stop it. This is just
nerves getting to us.

This damn house.

Are you all ready to kill
another innocent young man?

What are you talking about?
We didn't kill anybody.

Lauren killed Jake.

And as far as I'm concerned, she
can do the same thing with.

Mr. "! Don't want your money
just my mommy and daddy."

We are not killing anyone.

I mean, Lauren is in
such an emotional state,

- we have to help her.
- Good.

I'm going to check on her.

Shh! Quiet, quiet, quiet.

- Lauren, is he awake?
- Shh! He's still out cold.

I think he might
go to the police.

- We cannot let that happen.
- Okay. Okay. I know, I know.

Just go downstairs, will you?

Get the girls and help me take
him downstairs to the car.

I'll take care of him.

Lauren, I know how
hard this is for you.

We will do anything to help
you, just like before.

I know. Just go and
help me please.

- Carry me out?
- Okay.

- You have to play dead, okay?
- What?

When they come up
you can't react,

no matter what happens.

How would you save me?

I'll tell them that I put you
in the trunk of the car.

I set it on fire and
I'll push off the cliff.

You really expect
to pull that off?

They think I'm fragile.

They think I'm in the edge
of a nervous breakdown.

- They will do anything I ask.
- All right.

- It's going to be okay.
- I hope so.

- Why did you lock the door?
- Force of habit.

Don't bring up painful memories.

Ready to finally put
it to rest, Lauren?

Just help me bring
him down to the car.

Watch it.

- Why?
- Because I said so.

When did you start
getting all bossy?

He looks just like his
father and Kat's son Ken.

No, he doesn't.

Not all asians look alike.

They could be half-brothers.

Come on. Be careful. Let's go.

Jesus, Buddha, Allah,
I need a drink.

I bet there's bubbly
in the fridge.

Rachel and I will do
a perimeter check.

Make sure the neighbor's
lights are out.

Okay.

Just a little while longer.
Everything I have,

everything you need,
it's all yours, okay?

What are you doing,
feeling him up?

What? What are you implying?

I'm not implying anything.
I'm just curious.

You're upstairs, in bed, alone.

Check out his package?

- His package?
- Yeah, you know, his junk.

What?

He's a good-looking guy.

I wonder if he takes
after his daddy

in the downstairs department.

How would you know what's
Jake's downstairs looked like?

You know, you have
every right to see it.

If you kept him,
you'd be cleaning

the shit and piss off his bits..

It doesn't mean I want
to see his bits now.

I'm proud to say my son is huge,

like a fat babies arm. Like...
that big. No joke.

Oh, my god, Kat,
what are you saying?

Lauren, the coast is clear.

Okay. Easy. Okay.

All right. I'll
take care of him.

I'll take care of all this. Okay.
Don't have to worry.

- You don't...
- Sure?

We are already in this together.

Just let me take
care of this myself.

We should trust Lauren.

Whatever. I need to wash.

Come on, roach, plenty
of bubbly in the fridge.

All right.

Okay. You don't have to worry.

I'll be okay. I'll be
fine, I'll be fine.

Okay, I'm going
to untie you now.

- They did listen to you.
- They're my best friends.

Okay.

You'll have to get
out of here, okay?

Just lay low. All right?
Okay, go.

Just get away from here. Stay
low and be careful, okay?

Kat: Happy ending?

Mad woman and psychotic
son planning to drive off

into the sunrise.

- Kat, what are you doing?
- Shut up.

I'm not going to let you choose
him over your best friends.

Kat, this is my son.

He's the product of rape
by a man who hated you.

Jake didn't hate me.

He loved me.

Jake thought he loved
you, but he never did.

Not really.

So I'm guessing you're the one.

The one?

The one that was
cheating with my father.

Where am I?

Lauren tried to kill you.
I brought you home.

- Why?
- You know why.

She thinks I'm dead?

She wanted you cremated,
but I saved you.

You're really going
to believe whatever

this little bastard
says about me?

He isn't a bastard.

Derek looks like your son Ken...

And they both have Jake's face.

I thought it was a coincidence.

I have a half-brother?

Yes.

- Maybe you should meet him.
- I don't think so.

Kat, what happen to Jake?

Is he still alive?

Oh, to hell with it.

♪

I'm a bad friend.

I'm a bad husband.

We're bad people.

Then again, none
of this counts...

Because you're dead.

Oh, baby.

I bet she never did any of...

That for you.

Nope, never did.

See, I'm better than
her now in every way.

Not every way.

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

You only show up here
when you want sex.

Well, isn't that
every man's dream?

- Not mine.
- Oh.

Come on.

You know you mean
everything to me.

Come on. I doubt that.

What do you do when
you're out there,

when you're not up here with me?

I work so I can buy you
whatever the hell you want.

Cheers.

Lauren and me, we
could talk for hours.

She wanted to know me.

She listened to how I felt.

She doesn't give a damn
about you or your feelings.

She wanted you dead.

There's really
nobody else but me.

Don't you ever forget that.

I made her suffer.

I deserve to die.

Well...

You can leave whenever you want.

Kat: Oh, yes.

How long was he with you?

Long enough to get me pregnant.

Not long enough to
fall in love with me.

Is my father alive or not?

Hey.

Babe.

- What the hell.
- Come back here, stud.

I got to get out of here.
I had enough.

Going back to her
like a little bitch?

If she'll have me.

You're delusional.

What makes you think
a damaged, little

goodie two shoes wants
someone like you?

Look, Lauren is the best
person I know, unlike you,

- a self-centered, egotistic...
- Okay. Come on.

If you want to see that, take
a look in the mirror, hm?

That's right there.
You're so pretty.

Yeah. That's right.

All the more reason I gotta get
back to her, make things right.

Lauren tried to love me,
but I made it impossible.

- I'll show her I've changed.
- Oh, you haven't changed.

You're still the
same pussy-ass loser

we all know back in high school.

I'll see about that. You
and I are finished.

Jake you can't go.

I'm pregnant.

It's probably not even mine.

I love you.

I just got to get
back to Lauren.

Show her she can trust me again.

God, I love her.

You can't leave us.

Then, I chopped him up
and threw him away.

He's dead.

- Kat, you have to stop.
- Can't do that.

- He knows too much.
- Stay away from us.

How could you take his side
against all of us, huh?

Heroics, from you, really?

Useless actually. I
simply shoot through you.

- Leave her alone.
- You get in the car and I will.

- Fine.
- No.

- It's okay. It's okay.
- No.

It's okay. It's okay.

I'm actually sorry Ken will
never a chance to meet you.

Kat...

If you kill him... You'll
have to kill me too.

I'm never going to let
you get away with this.

And how am I going to
explain all of that, huh?

Unless I shoot everyone
and blame it on him.

He's a home intruder.

Yeah, then I can finally
get rid of all you bitches

once and for...

Oh, no.

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, my god.

So Kat was going to
murder all of us.

Bitch, please.

Stay away from my family, bitch.

Lauren, are you okay?
And you, son?

Son?

Wait a minute, Rachel, did
you just say my family?

Yes, I...

Rachel, what's wrong with you?

Rachel?

Lauren, you're safe.

- Jake?
- What the hell?

Oh, my head!

Woo!

What... what happened?

- You just killed Kat.
- I did?

Look.

Oh.

Oh, the last thing I remember
I was in the bathroom

and... No, it's all coming back.

I was a passenger
in my own body.

Was I possessed?

This right here is crazy.

- Hey, Derek.
- Yeah.

- You have to go now.
- You want me to leave?

You were never here, okay?

- Okay.
- Go.

Okay. You got to go. Now.

Do you think he'll
go to the police?

Absolutely not.

Am we going to jail?

Absolutely not.

Do you think he will
ever come back?

Kat's not going to bury herself.

Anna: Oh, come on, katty,
say something to them.

Oh, my god. I don't... I
don't wanna be filmed now.

Okay. Fine.

Lauren, congratulations. First
one of us to get married.

I love you.

I hope you and Jake have
a wonderful marriage.

Cheers.

To love.

All right.

In a spirit settling
ritual, we share our most

authentic feelings with the dead

so that we can help send
them over to the other side.

Really?

Do you want Kat to hunt
this house forever?

No.

Rachel, for Jake, too.

Kat, we acknowledge the
evil we have done to you.

Forgive us.

Forgive us.

Sorry, Kat.

But you must also acknowledge
the evil that you have done.

Let your soul rest in peace.

Be free in the afterlife.

Well, thanks to you, Kat,

Lauren actually
didn't kill Jake.

I have to hand it to you.

You were going to murder us all,

but instead... you end up
doing us a huge favor.

And we were in love
with the same man.

So that made us
more than friends.

You truly made us sisters.

I'm sorry I couldn't
lighten your darkness,

because I was too dark.

Go on, be one with love.

Jake, if you have parting
words for Lauren,

let her receive them in peace.

It's you.

Our son... is wonderful.

He's a miracle.

And, Jake, I am so grateful
to you for the a gift of him.

And I forgave you
a long time ago.

Do you forgive me?

I'll love you forever.

Did it work?

Yes.

Rachel, darling?

On this day of all hallow's Eve,

we send the dearly
departed into the light.

Life is for the living.

With this breath, we close the
door on the realm of death.