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No!
No!
No!
- Yeah. - Yeah hello,
my name is Dwaine Derkly.
Am I speaking to Edward Ipus?
Yeah, hi.
Yeah, hi. I'm calling from Woodland Foster Homes.
I received your online request
for biological parent information.
- Yeah, of course. - We've gone ahead and
retrieved your documentation from the Woodland Archive,
and we went through your admittance registration documents,
where your information would be listed.
Did you find anything?
Well, the document lists your weight and size.
The date of birth is unknown.
There's no biological parent contact.
So, if there's anything else I can help you with...
uh, just send me an email.
โช Happy birthday to you โช
โช Happy birthday to you โช
โช Happy birthday Sweet dog boy โช
โช Happy birthday to you โช
-Thank you. -I love you.
Yeah. I just found out
that today is probably not my birthday,
but thank you.
-You talked to Woodland? -Yeah.
Well, then I guess you can't have this.
- No... - Oh, no,
this is a birthday present, so...
And you just made a wish on a birthday cupcake
knowing it wasn't your birthday.
-No, that's not fair. -Uh-uh.
- Give it to me. - No...
Okay, fine, fine, fine, but...
You can have it, but it's bad luck.
God, I'm nervous.
What's this?
Oh.
Here. I think you have to scan it.
AnceStory.
What's your story?
Please insert your finger into the gene reader.
It will collect a microdroplet of your blood.
It's just a pinprick.
Uh... Yeah, I guess.
Thank you. AnceStory
is analyzing your DNA.
Did you feel anything?
Uh... I don't think so.
Hi, Edward. I'm Sylvia from customer service
at AnceStory Genetics.
Just to let you know, we've processed your DNA.
So, Family Connections has been activated on your profile.
Our health specialist will be in touch soon
to go through your health results.
Thank you.
Maybe it was a panic attack.
Like the suddenness of connecting to my brother.
But it's everything I've ever wanted.
I mean, maybe you should call him.
Or if you want to wait until I get home,
we can call him together.
- I'm nervous, you know? - Yeah.
It's going to be okay.
This is exciting.
You're right.
I'll pick up soup dumplings on the way home, okay?
I love you.
I love you too.
Bye.
Hello. Edward?
Uh, Hi. Yeah. Manuel?
Hi. Yeah, it's Manuel here.
Um... This is strange.
-Um... -Yeah, for sure.
Yeah.
-Hey, Edward. How old are you? -Uh...
you can call me Ed. I'm 31.
Thirty-one.
No way.
It's you.
What do you mean?
This will sound crazy,
but... I have a twin.
He was kidnapped when he was a baby.
And Mom's been looking for you ever since.
Edward?
Are you there?
I didn't know Portugal was so green.
- Yeah. - Give me another one.
What does that mean?
"I want a cream-covered codfish."
Oh, that's a bit gross.
Come on, this is, like, your national... food.
You gotta get used to this.
You're going to have the creamiest...
wettest fish.
Oh, my God, so many butterflies, so beautiful.
Oh, my God.
It really is amazing.
Do you know where you're going?
Uh...
I don't think the GPS is working.
-No, it's not locating us. -Hmm.
-Shit. -Okay, yeah. Pull over here.
I can ask for help.
Be right back.
Yeah.
Would you mind helping me with something?
We're, um,
perdidas, uh...
Mrs. Vieira:
Lost, yeah.
Um... And we're looking for this house.
Okay.
All right.
Um... Well, thank you.
What happened?
Let's get out of here.
What the fuck?
- God. It's huge. - This is insane.
Brother Ed.
-I can't believe you're here. -Hi.
Hey.
It's so nice to meet you.
- This is crazy. - It is.
Did you have a good trip?
Yeah.
- How do you feel? - This is amazing.
Wow.
My brother.
Welcome home.
Let me show you around.
This is the living room
with a fireplace, it's very warm.
It's good in the winter.
I want you to feel at home, brother.
I'm sure you will, because we're twins
and we have a deep spiritual connection in this family.
It's strange, but it's true.
What? I'm not kidding. It's not a bad thing.
Oh.
Those are my pets.
Hi.
They're beautiful.
Are they brothers?
-Mm. Lovers. -Oh.
Wow. I like the one in the purple shirt.
That's Carlos. The other one is Castanheda.
Well, hello, Carlos and Castanheda. It's good to meet you.
I love these birds.
Yeah, that's Mommy.
Wow.
She's so beautiful.
She really is.
Let me show you this painting.
This is our great, great grandmother Beatriz,
painted by Goya.
Eighteenth century. It's original painting.
Um... Is Mom around?
You know, Mommy is not feeling very well today.
It's better if you meet her tomorrow.
God, that was intense.
Maybe we should have rented a place or something.
No, what? Manuel is fucking hilarious.
I guess.
What's the matter, brother Ed?
You don't like me?
This is my birds.
This is Carlos, Castanheda.
They are lovers...
Like me.
I love you more than anything in the world.
Hmm.
Thank you for taking time off to come with me.
Of course, baby.
We're family.
Hey, brother Ed.
Brother Ed.
Huh?
Do you want to meet her?
What, now?
Yeah.
Hmm?
Hmm?
My boy.
My son.
My son.
My son.
I've been dreaming of this moment
since the day they took you.
You're perfect.
You're so beautiful.
My son.
You're the most perfect thing in the world.
You're perfect too, Mom.
Oh, fuck.
-Hey. -Hey, good morning.
Morning.
What?
-I met my mom this morning. -What?
Yeah.
How was it?
It was beautiful.
Yeah.
But...
I was a bit freaked out by her.
-Really? -Yeah.
Why? What happened?
It was a weird moment.
Like...
when I first saw her, I was...
She's had a little too much work done.
-Like, on her face. -Okay.
How bad?
-Like... -Like the whole,
-the whole thing. -Yeah,
- like... - Hmm.
Yeah.
Oh, baby.
How are you feeling?
I don't know.
-Strange. -Mm-hmm.
Hi.
Sorry.
Hi.
Sorry, you scared me.
-You're Ryley? -Yes.
-Amelia. -Amelia,
it's... so nice to meet you.
-Yeah, nice to meet you. -It's just such a pleasure.
Oh, you're so talented.
Thank you.
You did it?
- Yeah. - Oh, you draw so well.
You should draw me one of these days.
Oh.
I love to pose.
Well, I love to draw, so...
...perfect pair.
Amelia, thank you so much for having us here.
I mean, this is so special for Ed to be able to meet...
his family.
Are you from New York?
Yes. Um... I...
I've lived in New York for nine years,
um, but I'm originally from Boise.
Oh, Idaho.
Yes.
The land of potatoes.
I love potatoes.
I cannot eat them.
Yeah, I mean...
But I love them.
They're the best.
Potatoes are so good.
Um... How do you know Idaho?
I was in America
a long time ago.
Okay.
It was already a very idiotic country.
Puritans in love with guns.
Right?
I mean,
it doesn't compare to this place.
It's just gorgeous here.
It's like a fairy tale.
It is.
I mean, this house must be...
When was this built? Like, a million years ago?
Time is a whore.
Time is like this...
perfidious master.
It blooms tragedy into comedy.
It transforms magic into science.
Time eats us.
Like potatoes.
Well, it was so nice to meet you.
I'm going to go find Ed, 'cause he's probably...
running around somewhere,
um, but I'll see you later.
You have very sensual lips.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
What are you doing?
Trying to write a song.
About what?
Uh...
It's embarrassing.
Well, come to bed, it's late.
I just heard something really weird.
What?
I think your mom and brother sleep together.
What?
Yeah.
Are you sure?
-Yeah. -How?
Because I just heard them.
Oh.
That's weird.
Exhale.
Bring your hands down to the floor.
Dive your body down.
Inhale, halfway lengthen.
Exhale.
Step back into plank pose.
Or chaturanga.
Inhale and release up...
into upward-facing dog.
Exhale, push back,
downward-facing dog.
Take another breath in.
Oh.
Hi, my boy. Come here.
Come in, come.
Come here.
Oh, my boy.
This is my new boyfriend.
Isn't he beautiful?
And they are my slaves.
-Hello, Edward. -Hi.
We represent your mother's estate,
and we are, according to her wishes,
formalizing you as co-beneficiary,
along with Manuel,
to all of your mother's assets when she passes,
currently valued at 65 million euros.
We have drafted all the paperwork.
So, if you could just sign here,
we can go ahead and start the process.
Mm.
I don't even speak Portuguese.
Oh, it's just a pro-forma
giving us power of attorney
to take care of this legally for you.
And it's best if you stay in Portugal
for the next month
because Portuguese bureaucracy is quite slow.
Yes.
It's very slow.
- Uh... - And Edward,
I'd prefer if we keep this our little secret.
Okay.
Sure.
Ryley.
Hey, Jay.
Oh my God. How are you?
Uh, it's so good to hear your voice.
Yeah, good to hear you, too. Are you in Portugal?
- Yeah. - In Lisbon?
No. We are in the middle of a forest,
in a remote palazzo.
- It's very European. - Wow. Okay.
I'm in the meditation room right now.
Wait, can you hear me?
- Can you hear me? - Yeah.
How is it?
Yeah, it's just, it's...
- it's weird. - Oh, yeah?
They have a mausoleum in the house.
- Oh, that is weird. - I know.
Jay?
Hello?
-Hey, Ryley. -Sorry.
My suitcase was literally reorganized,
like she had come in the night and folded my underwear.
- No, and it wasn't Ed? - No.
Okay, that's really scary.
And I've been having the weirdest dreams.
It's like they've brainwashed him.
Yeah.
You gotta try talking to him.
No, I promise.
Tomorrow by the latest.
You gotta get out of there.
I just have to convince Ed.
These people sound like freaks.
Yeah.
I know.
Ryley.
Ryley.
Ryley.
This is good for your anxiety.
This vision that haunts you...
it haunts me too.
You must fight him, Ed.
You must...
block him from your mind.
Close your eyes, brother Ed.
What?
What the fuck?
It's okay, brother Ed.
It just means you're part of this family.
What?
Close your eyes again.
Do you see a vision from the past?
Or is it Mama?
What are you doing here, Ryley?
We have a gift, brother Ed.
What the fuck?
What the fuck? Stop that.
Fucking stop.
Get the fuck out of my mind! Stop that!
Calm down.
- Stop. - It's okay.
Stop. This can't be fucking...
This isn't happening. This isn't happening.
Please stop! What are you doing?
Oh, God!
It's okay.
Okay, brother.
It's okay.
This gift is a blessing.
You know I love you, right?
I'm sorry.
I'm not in the mood.
That's okay.
Baby, I've been thinking.
We should get out of here.
I don't feel comfortable here.
I mean, these people are weird.
They're really weird.
I mean, they... they give me the creeps.
And if we leave now,
we can go to Lisbon or we can go to the beach.
Or we could go back to New York for a couple of days
and enjoy the rest of our time off.
These people are strangers, basically.
They're not your real family.
Fuck you, Ryley.
What did you just say?
You're being a real bitch.
Excuse me. Are you fucking kidding me?
Look at me.
You did not just call me a bitch.
I'm done with this.
I'm leaving with or without you.
You better grow up.
- Hey. - Hey.
So, did you talk to him?
Yeah. We got in a fight.
Uh, that's annoying.
And I found weird shit online about the house.
What do you mean?
It used to be owned by a Portuguese witch.
A witch?
-You sound crazy, Ryley. -No, I don't know.
The thing is, I think...
Ed is really falling in love with them.
- Mm-hmm - He's always wanted a family.
Yeah.
And it's like he's buying into their bullshit.
I don't know what to do.
Can you change your ticket?
I don't know.
Okay, well, you've got to get out of there,
so just figure it out.
I'm... I'm sure you can change it
or buy a new one if you have to.
They're not that expensive.
Just get yourself over here as fast as you can.
- I'll call you back, Jay. - What?
Ryley.
Brother.
Brother Ed.
-Brother Ed. -Hmm.
Come see Mommy.
She's dancing.
What?
Mommy's dancing.
My son.
I haven't danced in years
Oh, my sweet boy.
Oh, my loved ones.
Is this Manuel?
Mrs. Vieira:
- Papa. - Oh.
Oh, he's their dad. Ed and Manuel's father.
He looks exactly like them.
Your daughter.
Mrs. Vieira:
- She was in love with him. -Yes.
Mrs. Vieira:
Wait.
Hold on.
Here, speak slowly.
Automated voice:
Hmm.
- My daughter told me - Arthur's mother was a witch.
In exchange for eternal youth,
she has children with her sons,
but when she has daughters, she kills them.
My daughter said
Amelia locked her father in the basement
and tortured him.
She said she wanted to free him...
But the truth is my daughter never came back.
Oh.
I'm so sorry.
Hey babe.
- You wanna come dance? - Can we talk?
Come on, we're having fun.
I... I really don't feel like it. I need to talk to you.
Come on, I can show you some Portuguese music.
I don't want to fucking dance.
This is weird.
This is really weird.
I don't feel comfortable here.
Why are you ruining this moment?
You're making me want to cry.
You're making me cry.
Why are you ruining this moment with my boys?
Why?
She wants to take my boys away from me.
She wants to take my boys away from me.
I'm sorry.
What the fuck?
Why did he block me in?
You want me to ask him to move it?
No.
We'll walk.
- Where are you going? - Come on.
This is it, we're here.
Senhora Vieira?
Senhora Vieira!
What are you doing?
Ryley.
Are you crazy?
Shit.
Hello?
It's Ryley.
Senhora Vieira?
-Senhora Vieira? -Ryley?
What are you doing?
Senhora Vieira, it's Ryley.
Shit.
Look at this. This is your dad.
It looks like Manuel.
No, but look at the date. It's 30 years ago.
Think about it. They never talk about him.
They don't have any photos of him.
Wake the fuck up.
These people are psychos.
Don't say that, Ryley.
Oh, my God.
How... How are you not hearing me right now?
You just broke into someone's house.
- This is so fucked up. - What is?
All of this. You saw the photos.
I'm sure there's an explanation.
Why are you doing this?
Okay. I love you, but I'm leaving.
All right?
-Come on, baby. -Don't do this.
We gotta go, all right?
Why?
Okay,
just forget about this.
What's up?
Hey.
What's going on?
Can you move your car?
-It's blocking the garage. -Mm-mm.
It's parked out front now.
You can take it for a spin if you like.
I'm going to wait in the car.
What's wrong with her?
Nothing. She just wants to go explore a bit.
Yeah, I understand. It's okay.
You should do it.
Go explore.
Hello, my name is Dr. Sunderson,
and I'm calling from AnceStory Genetics.
I have this as a secondary contact number
for Mr. Edward Ipus.
I've been trying to contact you for quite some time now.
We found a genetic anomaly in your DNA,
and what it suggests is disconcerting.
There's a high probability of inbreeding confirmed...
Ma?
Hey.
I poured us some tea.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
It's okay.
Ryley's a good girl.
I think we're going to have to leave for a few days.
It's okay.
Drink your tea.
Mmm.
Ryley.
Where are you, Ryley?
I just want to talk, Ryley.
We need to talk.
Get the fuck away from me.
Ryley?
Are you okay?
I feel tired.
Ryley.
Where are you, Ryley?
Ryley, open this door.
Open this door now, Ryley.
Open the fucking door!
Open this door.
Open this door!
Listen to me!
Help me.
Baby, are you okay?
Oh, God.
I feel tired.
Manuel.
You...
What have you done?
No!
My love.
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