Original subtitles

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Lisa: What if we have a girl?

Charles: Sorry?

Our baby, if she's a girl,

what do we call her?

Well, Phillip for a boy,

after my grandfather, so...

What was your grandmother's name again?

What if we name her Mimi?

(scoffs)

You sure? I mean...

Wouldn't that be...

awkward?

What are you trying to say, Charles?

Come on, Lis, you know what I mean.

Oh, I know what you mean.

I'm not allowed to name our baby after my sister,

because we got the misfortune

of her killing herself on her wedding night.

That's not fair.

It's true, isn't it?

We're cursed.

It's what everybody is saying,

and now if I want to honor Mimi's memory,

then I'll just add on to our family's bad qi.

Lisa, please, don't get upset.

Remember what the doctor said?

Why did you do it, Charles?

Why? Lisa, please, calm down.

(crying)

(gasps)

What is it? (groans)

♪ ♪

(groaning) Lisa!

Lisa!

(Lisa groaning)

♪ ♪

(inaudible)

(inaudible)

(muffled voice speaking indistinctly)

♪ ♪

(baby crying)

(crying continues)

♪ ♪

(Vivian hums)

They'll call if something is wrong, right?

Roy: Just give it a minute.

But it's almost ten o'clock.

Should we call them?

Maybe I'll call them.

Vivian!

Where'd you get that?

The hotel.

Let me see it.

May I‐‐ may I keep it?

Please?

(speaking foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

(door buzzer)

Hi, guys. Hi.

Vivian: Oh, come in! Wow! She's so pretty!

Angela: Look at her! Roy: Oh, look at her.

She's so beautiful. How are you doing?

Hi, sweetheart. Okay.

Oh! Let me get Mimi.

(all clamoring)

Roy: She's so beautiful.

It's your grandmother. Yes!

Hey, Dad. Hello, Mimi.

(chuckles) Mom!

Angela and I have arranged

for a confinement nanny while Lisa's recovering.

Oh, that's very kind, but‐‐ No buts.

Oh, we'll be fine. Really.

Look at it this way, Charles.

While Lisa's recovering, are you gonna

change all the diapers?

Are you gonna get up at 3:00 a. m. to feed the baby?

(feedback)

They can't be too close.

(whispers): What are you doing up?

I want to help.

You should be asleep. I'll be fine.

Lisa. (baby gurgles)

You've woke her.

Shh, Mimi. Shh.

(cooing)

Oh, baby.

(cooing) (gurgles)

(shushing)

Oh.

The doctor said‐‐

I'm taking care of my baby.

(knocking)

Did you hear the buzzer?

Hello?

Yes?

Oh! You must be the nanny.

This way.

(Charles sighs) Just there.

Charles?

Who's this?

She's here to help.

♪ ♪

(tinkling)

(grunts)

♪ ♪

Charles: Nice.

They don't have another color?

Oh, they don't match your favorite scarf?

You're not funny.

Eh, Lis, Lis, Mimi's asleep.

Lisa: I don't want to wear this.

Charles: I promised your mother,

I would stick to this whole confinement thing.

(sighs)

Hey, hey, hey!

This isn't good for you.

Ati's making something.

I don't want soup. I know.

I got to go.

First day back. Don't want to be late. See you later.

Love you.

Ati, make sure she rests, okay?

What is this?

(whispers): Good.

(dishes clink)

(groans softly)

(bubbling)

(baby crying over monitor)

(crying continues)

Ati! The baby's up!

(moans)

(crying continues)

Ati!

(crying continues)

(cries)

(silence)

Mimi?

(chimes tinkling)

Ati: Bed.

Now.

♪ ♪

(chanting softly)

(chanting continues)

(chanting continues)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(groans)

Lisa: What is this?

Okay.

No, it's not okay.

Throw it out.

Eat later.

(buzzing)

Lisa: You just don't know how hard

this is! I'm just so tired all the time!

Should we call a doctor?

I don't need a doctor!

Okay.

Sorry. I'll be all right.

Well...

I don't like the nanny.

What's wrong with Ati?

I don't know. She creeps me out.

She's eccentric.

Yeah, but...

you've seen what she can do with the baby. She's like‐‐

I can take care of Mimi as well as she can!

I know. Okay?

I know. Just‐‐

Right now...

you need to focus on taking care of yourself.

Just let Ati do her job.

I found glass in my food this morning.

What?

I think Ati put it there.

Lis, come on.

Do you know how that sounds?

There's no way Ati put glass in your food.

You're taking her side.

Charles: I'm not taking anyone's side.

There was glass...

in my food.

Lis, I know this isn't easy for you.

Okay?

Just got to learn the accept the help when it's there.

♪ ♪

(tinkling)

(chanting softly)

(chanting continues through monitor)

(chanting continues)

(gurgles)

(baby crying)

(feedback)

Hey. Hmm?

Did you change the batteries in the monitor?

(mumbles)

(Ati chanting through monitor)

What are you doing?

No! Stop!

What's going on?

Lisa: She's burning incense!

Charles: Ati, that's not good for the baby, okay?

I don't want her near Mimi.

Charles: Ati. Ati.

Can you please move that out of here?

Lisa: Charles, what about the glass?

Okay.

(continues chanting softly)

Ati?

Lisa's worried about the glass she found in her soup.

No glass.

Charles: What?

No glass.

She's lying!

Lisa.

There was glass in my soup.

I'm not making this up! You've been through a lot, okay?

Your sister, and a new baby.

You had a pretty rough time. I'm sure there was glass.

You said yourself you haven't been sleeping.

Yeah, but this‐‐ You're exhausted, all right?

This'll all seem better in the morning.

(water sloshing)

♪ ♪

(static, beeping)

(noises continue)

(static gets louder)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

Hello?

(door buzzer)

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

Charles: Hi, it's me.

I just need to finish a couple of things before I get out of here.

Oh, okay.

When will you be home?

Charles: I shouldn't be too late.

Is everything all right?

Do you know where Ati might be?

She said something about getting some herbs.

Um, you sure you're okay?

Maybe I should come back sooner.

(static) Hello?

Hello?

(staticky): I'll call you.

Hello?

♪ ♪

(paper rustling)

(baby crying)

(baby gurgles)

(low raspy voice speaking indistinctly)

(static, indistinct)

(gurgling)

♪ ♪

(chimes tinkling)

(knocking)

(door opens)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(knocking)

(elevator bell dings)

♪ ♪

(Lisa gasps)

Lisa?

Mimi! Mimi! What?

What are you doing?

She took her! She took the baby!

In the elevator! She's stealing Mimi!

(elevator dings, opens)

Where's my baby?

Did you see them come out? I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't lie to me! Sorry, I'm very sorry. It's all right. It's um...

(whispers): Lisa.

You need to calm down. (gasps)

(panting)

(baby gurgles)

Don't‐‐ I‐I can't‐‐ I‐‐

You have to believe me. I‐‐

I was asleep, then‐‐ (baby cries)

Then the monitor, then the door buzzed.

Lisa, you're not making any sense.

You probably just had a bad dream.

It wasn't a bad dream.

Mimi was in the lift.

(speaks foreign language)

I know you're doing this.

I know you are! Lisa, please!

How about some tea, hm?

Ati, can you make us some tea?

(whispers): I'm not crazy.

Come on. Let me give you a bath. I'm not crazy.

I don't need any tea!

You don't believe me!

(gasps)

Lisa!

Lisa! Ati!

(Lisa gasping)

Is she okay? Where you been?

Nowhere. That's not an answer.

(sighs) She's finally sleeping.

What happened?

She had some pain, darling.

She had to go to the doctor.

But she's okay, right?

Well, sort of.

What did the doctor say?

Said she's recovering well from the surgery,

but there's nothing medically wrong with her.

It must be post‐partum.

Hormones or something.

Would that make you...

see things?

What are you talking about?

Well, first she thought Ati was putting things in her food.

Now she thinks she's trying to steal the baby.

She's pushing herself too hard.

She needs to let Ati take care of the baby.

Actually, I think it might be better without Ati.

Nonsense. Lisa is off balance.

That's the whole point of having a confinement nanny. I know. I know.

But Lisa's really struggling with her.

I just wonder if it's worth it.

You know, during the wedding...

Mimi was seeing things too.

Not now, Vivian. Why?

It's not useful.

But Mimi was seeing things too!

Maybe Lisa has something that Mimi‐‐

Lisa: Are you talking about me?

Angela: Lisa.

We're all worried about you.

Why?

Vivian: Because Charles said you've been seeing things.

Right?

Did you tell them about the glass?

Did you tell them about the smoke in the baby's room?

You should be in bed.

Did you tell them she tried to steal the baby?

Charles: Come on, Lis.

Lisa: Tell them! He did tell us.

But we're all worried about you.

You need to listen to me!

She's evil!

I don't want her near my baby!

We'll get you a different confinement‐‐

I don't need another nanny!

Lisa, please, calm down.

I'll take care of my baby myself.

Charles: Come on, Lis, please.

Just need to‐‐ Don't talk to me like I'm crazy!

(Lisa sobbing)

(thunder rumbles)

Charles: Yes, most likely on the first page.

Probably utilities and insurance.

No, I found a bad cell in the cash flow page. Not a big deal.

I'll email you the model.

(door buzzer)

Okay! Oh! Thanks for covering for me today.

Charles: Thanks, Ati.

Vivian: Thank you.

I just want to be here, so...

please can I stay?

Viv, we don't have a spare room.

I can sleep on the couch.

(scoffs) Vivian.

Lisa: Of course you can stay.

Charles: I don't know how many times I have to say it, Lisa,

but you need to stay in bed.

Would you get me some tea?

You got to tell me the truth.

Oh.

What?

Did Mom send you to spy on me?

Why would Mom want to spy on you?

Tell me the truth.

Ow! It is.

♪ ♪

Hey.

Are you okay?

Vivian: Sis?

(creaking)

♪ ♪

(gasping)

(whimpering)

(crying)

(panting)

I know what you're doing!

Lisa! Lisa!

And I don't know how you tricked my family

into thinking you're innocent,

but I know what you're doing.

Hey, sis.

Hey! Wait!

♪ ♪

(baby gurgling)

(baby crying)

Charles: Stay.

(mumbles) Please.

(baby continues crying)

(baby coughs)

(baby gurgling)

Charles: Shh, baby.

Your mother's very tired.

Sleep. Shh.

(shushing continues)

♪ ♪

(screams)

(screaming)

(gasping)

Charles: Ati, is the bottle ready?

(shudders)

(gasping)

♪ ♪

Lisa.

She put something in the milk.

(glass tinkles)

(bottle clatters)

This is‐‐ see?

See?

Get rid of her. (footsteps)

No.

I'm calling the police.

I'll have you arrested. No.

Ati, you need to get your things.

No. Enough!

Don't touch! Get out!

Get out! Get out! (Ati screaming)

(footsteps departing)

♪ ♪

Morning. Morning!

You should rest. I feel great.

Finally feel like myself again.

I'm really sorry I didn't listen to you.

(inhales deeply)

Thank you for saying that.

(baby crying)

I'll go.

(paper rustles)

(door creaking)

♪ ♪

Lisa: What are you doing?

(gasps) You scared me.

Do you really think this stuff does anything?

No.

I, uh...

Chicken wings. Just like fried herbal soup.

Charles: If your mother knew what you were eating.

That's why nobody needs to tell her.

Vivian: Thanks.

Viv, when does your school start?

Um, two weeks later.

What's that?

Oh. It's a symbol.

I looked it up.

In some areas, it means protection.

What are you getting at?

Maybe Ati was just trying to protect us.

Lisa: Protect us?

More like we needed protection from her.

Charles: Yeah, can we maybe not revisit this stuff now?

(sighs deeply)

Could we maybe cool it on the shrine stuff?

Lisa hasn't had a full night's sleep in over a week.

And I really want her to rest tonight.

If she wakes up, come get me.

Okay.

Charles: I appreciate it, Viv.

(footsteps departing)

♪ ♪

(chimes tinkling)

(bells tingling)

♪ ♪

(chimes tinkling)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(door buzzer)

(static)

♪ ♪

(rattling)

(pounding)

(slamming)

(Mimi speaking in foreign language)

♪ ♪

(Mimi speaking in foreign language)

H‐Hello?

♪ ♪

Hello?

(static)

(speaking in foreign language)

(screams)

(loud static on monitor)

(high‐pitched whining)

What is that? I‐I don't know.

(high‐pitched whining, static)

(loud feedback, static)

(thud) (noise stops)

(panting)

♪ ♪

(static)

♪ ♪

(static)

(chiming)

♪ ♪

(elevator bell dings)

(footsteps)

♪ ♪

(glass breaking)

♪ ♪

(glass rattling)

(plastic rustling)

(glass rattling)

(milk splashing)

♪ ♪

(baby crying)

(baby continues crying)

WOMAN: I saw someone walk out with Lisa.

(BUZZING)

She thought something was chasing her.

‐(THUMP) ‐(METAL CLANGING)

MAN: What sort of things that you can see?

Do you believe in ghosts?

(DOOR CREAKING)

MAN: I've seen the dead brought back to life.

I've seen the living killed with a touch.

NARRATOR: Grace.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)