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- (Aidan):
Last season...

I want to be with you forever.

- (Susanna):
When love finds you again,

you will not run from it.

- I'm not gonna pretend

that what happened between us
didn't mean anything.

- I want you to turn me.

What did you do?

- Run!

- I love you.

Something's different.
- I had a vision.

My wolf.
He's still with me.

(Werewolf growling)

- Josh?

- (Donna): You don't belong
in this plane.

- I'm not going back to limbo.
- No, you're not.

- I'll take you with me,
I'll leave you there.

You don't know what I can do.
- Oh no, I do.

(Sally screaming)

Sally?

- Mmm...

- Did you take
the magazine?

Where did you
put the magazine?

- Shhh!

(Sighing)

- Oh. OK.

We're still having
a "me" time, huh?

(* New Age *)

(Sighing)

You should at least
schedule some treatments.

I mean, since we're here.

- Shhh...

(Sighing)

- You can't take
the magazine

and not let me
have a salt scrub.

(Sighing)

(Panting)

(Birds chirping)

(Werewolf snarling)

- (Aidan):
Nora!

(Snarling)

(Panting)

(Panting)

(Werewolf snarling)

He's getting faster!

(Bleating)

(Bleating)

(Growling)

(Whimpering)

- He's hurt!

- He's fine!

(Sighing)

- Some people go to Italy
for their honeymoon.

(Panting)

I bait my husband
with a goat.

(Groaning)

- I'm gonna pick up
that shift tomorrow.

- Thank you.

I stopped by the house
and took out the trash.

- This the only blood we have?
- Yeah.

(Scoffing)

- When you were
at the house,

did you see
any sign of Sally?

- No. Maybe she saw we weren't
there and... I don't know.

How far can
she travel?

I guess anywhere,
really, right?

- Well, maybe she's
gone for good.

- How can a ghost
be gone for good?

- Lots of ways.

- Did he do that to you?

- Yeah, it's, um, it's
already healing, so...

- And you really think
he's getting faster?

(Chuckling)

- Yeah, but you know what?

I just need a
bigger head start.

See, he knows these woods
better than I do by now.

Come on!

- It's been 3 months.

It was bound to happen.

When you're running him,

do you think he knows?

Does it still seem
like he knows it's you?

- Yeah, absolutely.

Josh is still in there.

- You have to run him
3 times a day

just to calm him down enough

to get him back in the shed.

- What do you expect?

The guy is trapped,

and he's scared
and he's panicked.

I mean, imagine
what it would be--

- I know! I try to.

(Sighing)

Every time I turn,

I try to imagine what would
happen if the sun came up

and I wasn't me again.

But I never
get that far.

But when you're the wolf,
you can't imagine anything else.

- We're gonna get him back.
- How?

We don't even know what did
this to him in the first place,

so please tell me
how the hell you and I

are supposed
to get him back.

(Woodpecker pecking)

Every time I turn,
I reach out,

and I think I'll
find my husband there,

and this will all have
just been some bad dream.

But this is our life.

This is Josh's life,

and it's starting
to feel like forever.

- Hey, come here.
We're gonna find a way.

- You really need
to take a shower.

- Oh, you bet I do.

- Yeah.

(Both chuckling)

- I never thought
to try this before.

- Yeah, it's the only thing
that gets my knots out.

- I really got into
the hot-stone treatments.

It wasn't relaxing at first.

It reminded me of how
too many of my friends died,

but after a decade or so...

- We should do that tomorrow.

- Hmm, so we're still
gonna be here tomorrow?

- Aren't we?

- I don't know.
It's up to you.

- It still surprises me,
you know,

how nice you are to me.

- Hmm... I wouldn't
call it "nice."

I'd say "patient."

- Well, yet here we are,

letting scantily clad ladies
throw us around on the ground,

and it's kind of fun.

- Oh, it's a gas.

This particular venue
is a very good choice.

Well done.

- I didn't bring us here.

- No, I brought us here,

but you made "here" this.

We're kind of 50/50 that way.

- I didn't
make this.

I'm not Hermione
frickin' Granger.

- I didn't say
you made it well.

(Moaning)

I liked your rustic room
on Lago de Como better,

but here are.

(Sighing)

- I've done this before?

(Donna laughing)

- We've done all of this before.

This is the
way it goes:

You freak out,
I explain things,

you make a happy place.

Got it down to a science.

- What?

- Yes, sweetie.

See, I was fine with here
as just the way it was,

but you wanted out.

Look, I get it.

I've had centuries
to face the fact

that I'm living
on borrowed time.

But you, you're tenacious.

- But it feels...

- It feels real.

You just don't wanna
think about where we are.

(Crickets chirping)

(Sighing)

(* French for Rabbits singing
Claimed by the Sea *)

** There are cockles
and broken glass *

* Spread across the floor *

* The door is wide open *

* And the sand made drifts *

* All down the hall *

* Broken panes in the window *

* Reflected light
in from the sky... *

- It's you.

* This is no longer my house *

* It's been
claimed by the sea *

- (Both): Hi.

(Sighing)

- How long do we have?

- Maybe 30 minutes.

- Let's get out of here.

* A starfish is dying *

* Down by the laundry *

(Both moaning)

* Ironically the
washing machine *

* Is half full of seawater... *

(Both panting)

* By the sea *

* Claimed by the sea **

- I'm happy to explain it again.

It's like a bedtime story.

Sometimes we both doze off
during the familiar parts.

- Yeah. No, I understand
that we're connected.

You ate me.
I broke you.

What I don't understand

is why you would drag me down
this particular rabbit hole.

- To save the world.

- Ah! OK, yeah.

That's a really healthy
ego you got over there.

Has anyone ever told you you'd
make a fantastic cult leader?

- I'm serious!

There are only so many
times you can go around

popping holes
in the universe

before the whole
thing falls to pieces.

It's taken too many centuries
and too many souls

for me to understand
that I've abused my power.

And you know what? Like it
or not, sweetie, so have you.

- Because I ripped
my way out of you?

- No!
- That was survival!

- No, that was smart.

We have dodged
too many deaths.

That's why it benched us.

Do you remember
I asked you

what happens if
you destroy a death spot?

This is what
happens, all right?

You can consider it
kind of a holding cell,

as if we're criminals,

which, in fact, we are.

- Right, well,
if there was such a thing

as an "upsetting the balance
of the universe" prison,

you would be
in solitary.

You would not be sharing
a cell with me.

I am like a white-collar
criminal compared to you.

I'm just trying to help people.

- What do you think
I used to tell myself?

I know that you
don't wanna hear it,

but we share more than you know.

And you have power.

It is not safe for you
to be driving blind topside.

- It's not up to you
to decide that.

- I admit that I have
underestimated you before.

- Mm-hmm.

- But you do not strike me
as the kind of person

who has a healthy dose of fear,

which is required
to take precautions,

or to, you know,
think for half a beat

before doing something
really stupid.

- And how long do you plan
on keeping us down here?

- Forever.

Or till I figure out
a way to end us.

- (Whispering):
It's starting.

I should go.

- I'll see you
in the morning.

- We'll be all right.

- I love you.

- I love you.

(Howling in distance)

(Crickets chirping)

- What's the latest
with your people?

- "My" people?

They've been
strangely quiet.

Anyone who needed
inoculations has got them,

and the virus has
run its course.

(Owl hooting)

- It's hard for Nora
to look at me.

After the first month,
when I turned back into myself.

I thought:
"Thank God, it's over."

And then morning came...

and the wolf
ripped me apart again.

And I realized, no...

I'm on a runaway train.

There are glimpses,
when I understand,

when I see you and Nora,

and I know it's you.

And then I'm yanked back down.

And then I'm just...

the beast.

So last month,
when the moon rose,

when I held onto Nora...

and I...

tasted her tears
when we kissed,

that's when it all
became clear.

No one should have to live
with a burden like me.

- OK.

- And that's why
I asked you.

- No.

- And that's why.
- No.

- That's why I need
you to kill me.

- And I said no.
No way.

- The silver knife,
I know you keep it here.

- I keep it for emergencies.
- This is an emergency!

I'd be saving both of you!

- What?
- How do you even do it,

running me ragged
while trying

to keep your job and
the house at the same time?

And Sally, maybe she's fine or
maybe she's trying to reach you.

- Hey, wait a second!

- But she can't,
because you're out here,

wasting your
time with me!

- Josh.

- This is an emergency.

(Sighing)

- All right?

- What am I gonna do?

(Bird whooping)

That's pretty cool. You were
just gonna let me do it, huh?

- Hey, man, when you spend over
a century contemplating suicide,

you learn to read these things.

Nora, she's strong
and she's brave,

but without that hope
that you will return to her,

where will her
humanity go?

- I know. I know.

But how long can
the two of you contain me?

How long until
I outrun you?

If, God forbid,
I endanger someone...

will you be able to do
what you know you have to do?

You have the best
intentions, I know.

You tried to save Kenny.

But he was too far gone.

And maybe I will
be, too, soon.

(Sighing)

- Does Nora know how
you feel about this?

Have you talked
to her about this?

- I have half
an hour with her

before I have to lock
her up for the night.

I can't talk to
her about this.

(Cell phone vibrating)

- Oh, just a second.
I'm sorry.

- Was it Kat?
- Yes, it is Kat.

- What do you tell her?

How do you explain
where you are?

- It's a very
important conversation!

- Life is important.

Your life is important,

any semblance
of a human life.

She shouldn't
have to suffer

at the hands of whatever
the hell we are.

- Who says she suffer--

(Cell phone vibrating)

- What are you missing?

- Nothing. It's a
stupid faculty thing.

She doesn't even wanna
go to it, Josh, so...

- Yeah, that's
why she needs you.

(Scoffing)

Just go, man.
- I'm not going.

- You have to go.

- I'm not gonna go.

- You have to salvage this.

- I'm definit--

- I'm fine.

It just takes me a minute
to acclimate, you know?

And you are very
high-maintenance vampire,

and I just don't have
the energy right now

required to deal
with your nonsense.

(Chuckling)

I need to be alone.

(Laughing)

I'll see you
next month.

- Look, man, we're gonna
fix you long before that.

- You gonna go or...?

- OK! OK, I'll go.

- I'll see you next month.

(Bird hooting)

- You're saying that
destroying my death spot

erases my way home.

But you and
I are linked,

and you dragged me down
through my death spot.

That's gotta mean
I get out through yours.

Well, I guess
I gotta find it then.

- You see? This is exactly
why you belong down here.

You don't know
what you're doing.

- But I do.
I made all this.

That means I can
take it all away.

(Water dripping)

(Sighing)

(Crashing)

(Grunting)

- I'm doing this
for your own good.

(Grunting)

(Panting)

Sally!

Sally!

Sally, no!

(Choking)

- (Woman on PA):
Attention, shoppers.

A flash sale in the
ladies' wear department starts

in 30 seconds.

(Shoppers talking, indistinct)

- (Woman): Devil!

Yet another devil
come to curse us!

- What's happening?

- You will not walk with us,
devil! We will burn you first!

- (Girl): May God
strike you dead!

- Thou unclean one!

- Out! Out, devil woman!

Stand back!
Protect yourself.

- Do you know how
to get this off?

- Do not look
on the devil!

- OK, so no, then?

- (Woman):
Die, already! Die!

- (Man):
Suffer, witch! Suffer!

- Donna's death spot
was in a Shopmart?

- (Woman):
Nothing but evil!

- (Women): Witch!

- (Man): Repent!

- Screw this noise.

I did it.

I did it!

* I did it, I did it
I did it, I did it *

* I did it, I did it
I did it, I did it *

* I did it, I did it *

All right, how the hell
do I get home?

(Man laughing)

(Sighing)

(* Piano playing jazz *)

- (Man):
Margaret, come here!

- Hello.
Nice to see you.

- Ah! Thank you.

- Hey, how are you?

- If I could inject
this into my veins,

I would be
a lot better.

- Uh-huh! Another
scintillating conversation

with Dean Whitman's wife.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Did she get you to join
her awesome book club?

- Her need to be the
smartest person in the room

has reached
epic proportions.

- Will you buy more

of her granddaughter's
Girl Scout cookies?

'Cause I could
murder some Tagalongs.

- I said that you and I would go
with the dean's wife

and talk to the dean...

Earth to Aidan!
- Hmm?

- Hey!

- Um, Dean Whitman.

Oh, uh, yeah! Totally.

If you were to give me
just 5 minutes alone outside,

I will come back,

and I will charm the
pants off Dean Whitman.

- (Both): Mmm!

- And his wife.

- Gross.

(Exhaling sharply)

(Sighing)

- (Aidan): Susanna!

(Women screaming)

(Breathing unevenly)

- Hi.

- I was just admiring
your bracelet.

- Oh, thank you.
It was my grandmother's.

It's like one of those
things that's so old,

it's back in style now.

- I used to have
one very similar.

I'm sorry now
that I lost it.

- I'm Kat.
History department.

- Diana. I'm just
doing some research.

- Oh, um, what area?

- I think I'm still
circling that.

Don't tell my
thesis advisor.

(Chuckles)

Your date seems
very doting.

- Oh, Aidan.

He is quite
the gentleman.

Granted, he suddenly
disappeared, uh,

but I'll allow some boorish
behaviour at a faculty mixer.

- Sorry, but I couldn't help
notice the two of you.

Everyone else here is...

- Wearing tweed,
making jokes about Chaucer,

stealing Dean
Whitman's good scotch?

- Yes, all of those.

I'm new in town, so I think
I still feel a bit at sea.

- You should come hang with us.
I was just about to go find him.

I can't promise you

that Aidan won't bust out
the Old English, though.

He does like
a good party trick.

- OK, I'll see
you out there.

- OK, bye.

(Sighing)

There you are.

- Sorry I took so long.

It's just work called,

and they turned my shift
tonight into a double.

- Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.

- Either you and Nora are
the greatest nurses of all time,

or no one else
works at that hospital.

- We are incredibly skilled.

- I was just talking to
this woman, and she was nice.

I was gonna drag her over
to the dean's table with us.

It's weird. She was
right behind me.

(Kat chuckling)

(Crickets chirping)

(Bird squawking)

(Bird hooting)

(Howling in distance)

(Both panting)

- Come here.

(Kat squeals)

(Moaning)

Susanna, what--what is this?

- I'm here, baby.
I'm here.

- I don't understand.

- Isn't it wonderful?

- Kat was right here.

- I know.
She's lovely.

She's so warm.

I understand.

I understand everything.
Think of our history.

- It's my fault. Everything that
happened to us is all my fault.

And I never had a
chance to tell you how...

that I am so sorry.

- It's ancient
history, my love.

Ancient history.

(Sighing)

Don't stop.

(Moans)

- Aidan?

- (Sally): Aidan.

(Gasps)

(Laughing)

- Sally?

- There he is.
- Oh!

- Ah!

- Seriously, I don't how
I can logically explain to you

that I dove through
a funnelling pool of blood,

I popped up through
a witch's death spot,

and then I was birthed
into a Shopmart.

You are, like, 1,001 years
old and guzzle blood.

I just figured that maybe you
could go with me on this one.

- I'm just saying
this is weird!

- Yes, it is!

- It's crazy, Sally!

OK, you're back,
but do you feel different?

If what Donna said is true,
does that mean--

- I'm gonna stop
you right there,

because that's
crazy talk.

- You just said you spent
3 months chatting it up

with a witch in a day spa!

- Yeah, I made that day spa.

Apparently I make things to
not think about other things.

- So you're either delusional
or you're very powerful or both.

Do you remember--
- I'm back!

I'm back. That is all
I care about right now.

(Chuckling)

- OK, you're back.
Yes! You're back.

And it's awesome you're back.
I'm happy you're back.

- I know!

- But if what Donna
said is true,

if you're not
supposed to be here...

- Wow!

- ...then it's not safe
for you to be here!

- Oh my God! I know
it's really easy

to believe a woman
with a head wrap!

- What?

- I'm just saying,

why would we believe anything
she's saying at this point?

- Because she
hasn't lied, Sally.

Well, exactly,
she hasn't lied. Exactly!

I mean, yes, she manipulated
events to her favour,

but as I understand it,

wasn't she always a
straight shooter, sort of?

- Of fireballs, yes.

Look, I am here right now.

We are here, talking finally...
- That's not my point!

- ...which, after everything
that I've been through,

seems like a miracle.

Can't we focus on
endless possibilities

instead of worst-case scenarios?

- Yes!

- Where's Josh?

I know he's not here,
because the fridge is bare,

and the magazines aren't in
their crazy-person fan display.

Can I see him?

- Yes.

(Woman): ** I've been walking
in circles for days *

* Wandering in and out
of this haze *

* Nothing is clear *

* Except nothing
stays the same *

* I know, know
no one's to blame *

* But I don't
Don't wanna play this game *

* Without you, I can't *

* I won't *

(Man and woman):
* Everybody says get over it *

(Sighing)

* Get over it... *

- I wish we had more time.

- I know.

(Sighing)

I don't want you
to see me, though.

I want you to
remember me like this.

- I can't say
goodbye anymore.

I just want it
to be us again.

- I know.

- And I feel like
I'm failing you.

I know that I
shouldn't say that.

I wanna have
all the answers.

But I'm getting scared.

* More than I can take... *

- We'll figure it out.

OK? We always do.

Please don't worry.

* And everybody says
get over it *

* Get over it *

You should go.

You should go.

* Everybody says get over it *

* But I know that
they're wrong *

* They're wrong *

* Yeah, they're wrong *

* So wrong *

* Yeah, they're wrong **

(Birds chirping)

- Hey, Nora,

you are never gonna believe who
I just found haunting our house.

- Aaah! Yep, yep!

- Oh my God! Hi!

Oh my God! I wish
I could hug you!

What happened to you?
Where have you been?

- It's a long story.

Aidan just told me

your whole Ladyhawke
situation with Josh.

I don't even know what to say.
"Sorry" seems so useless.

- I know. It's, uh...

- Well, would you
like to see him?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

So, I can't see Josh...
- You can see him.

- ...real Josh, till
the next full moon?

That's crazy!

- He's gone.

Aidan!

- Awesome!

OK, well, uh, I'm just
gonna go be bait!

Nora, we're probably gonna
need the "trank" gun.

Have you seen him?

- I lost him.

- Oh my God!

- Nora, you
shouldn't be here.

- No, he won't hurt me.

- You don't know
what he would do.

- He's just scared!

- He's scared and alone and
terrified of what he might do.

That's why he wants
us to kill him!

- What?

- I probably shouldn't
have told you that.

(Panting)

- So that's what this is?

(Panting)

Oh my God!

- Aidan.

(Growling)

- Get back! Get back!

Josh?

Uh...

(Snarling)

Josh.

You know what?

I'm not doing this!

It's your move.

(Snarling)

- Stop!

(Roaring)

- Ah!

(Moaning)

(Grunts)

Oh!

- So, what the hell?

- I don't know.

I don't know
what that was.

- Sally, thank you!

Where did she go?

(Werewolf snoring)

- (Both): Sally!

- Guys?

Guys!

Well, this is new.

(Sighing)

(Barn creaking)

- Do you really wanna die?

(Knocking)

- Hello, Blake.

- Aidan! It's
been a while.

- Hmm! What are you
doing in my hospital?

- You know those rules
don't exist anymore.

- Oh, look who knows
Boston politics.

- I'd tell you to take it up
with the new regime,

but I know how you
hate to get involved.

(Sighing)

Relax!

No one's building
a vampire army.

We've barely got enough
for a bocce game.

We're just trying to
get back to status quo.

- OK, shhh!

You were right the first time.
I don't wanna be involved.

But Sapp & Sons? Really?

- Well, you have to admit,

it's really the cleanest way.

- There's nothing
wrong with a funeral home,

but that particular one,

everyone that's ever
owned it is dead.

- Except for you.
- Except for me.

How did someone so ambitious
get stuck with the grunt work?

- It has its benefits.
You should know.

You and Bishop originated

the whole blue-collar
cover, didn't you?

- Oh yes! And it took a long
time to get that system.

Hey, look, I've washed
my hands of this,

but I still have
to live in this city,

and I'd feel
better, at least,

if I knew it was
being run right.

So if you ever need to talk
or run some things by me,

I could spare you
some of the mistakes.

- Like I said,
it's been a while.

That's because things
are going well.

I thought you'd value your
freedom more than anything.

I've got a short window
of time to turn them, so...

- Yeah, you know what?

I think we're gonna

let the clock run
out on this one.

- Aidan.

- I'm sorry.

Build your army.
I don't care.

But have some respect.

Don't do it here.

(Sighing)

(Exhaling sharply)

You owe me one, pal.

(Siren wailing)

- Evening, Aunt Blake.

(Sighing)

- I really wish
you'd stop calling me that.

- I'm sentimental.
That's all.

Any news?

- Nothing urgent.

I updated your calendar.

- Ah, fantastic!
Thank you.

- I saw your father today.

- Aidan?

Where the hell
has he been?

- I didn't ask.

I was under the impression
that we didn't need him.

- We don't.

So, did you tell him?

- That his little boy's
grown up to run Boston?

No.

- OK, good.

I'd like to tell him
on my own terms.

And Blake?

(Sighing)

You know, I hate to have
to keep telling you this,

but really, if you keep
using that tone with me,

there are gonna
be repercussions.

I think you know that.

- Yes. Of course!

My apologies.

- Awesome.

(Chuckles)

(Sighing)

(Bird squawking)

(Women chanting, indistinct)

(Chanting continues)

- What is this?

- (Women): The blood of
the child revives us.

The blood of the
child revives us...

- Sorry to interrupt.

I just sort of popped
in here, and I'm not...

- (Women): The blood of
the child revives us.

(Crying)

The blood of
the child revives us.

- Please, no!
Let me go! Please!

- The blood of the
child revives us...

- No. Stop!

(Screaming)

(Both sighing)

- I love you.

(Alarm buzzing)

(Groaning)

(Both sighing)

Mmm!

- Good morning.

- Mm-hmm.

I would like
to acknowledge

that I just said some
very loaded words,

and I don't want
things to get weird.

- No, nothing's weird.

- Neither of us
are 22, Aidan.

We don't have to
dodge the conversation.

Sometimes, when a lady has
the morning that I just did --

you know, like,
a really super,

bordering-on-
outstanding morning --

things can slip out.

- All right, OK,
so it just slipped out,

and you didn't mean it.

- OK, remember the morning
after Nora's wedding?

- Yes.

- I woke up at my place,

half the night before
in a forgotten haze.

Probably had something to do
with the unfortunate combination

of a case of champagne
and a 5-person guest list.

But when the fog of
my hangover lifted,

the first thing that
I saw was your face,

and it felt
really good.

And that's when I knew
that I had gone from falling...

to fallen.

OK, so, yeah,
I meant it.

I love you, Aidan.

But I'm not gonna
cease to exist

if you are not ready
to say it back.

OK, I have
an early class.

Uh, I am going
to jump in the shower,

head on out,

and, um,
I'll call you later.

(Doorbell buzzing)

- Aidan.

It's me.

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