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-Do you mind if I eat a lollipop?

I just have bad blood sugar.

Um, I-I go all dizzy if I don't eat sugar,

and I'm sure you don't want me passing out

in your office like a clam. [Chuckles]

Um, where was I?

-You were telling me about a dream.

-Yeah.

It's the -- the night my -- my mother died.

Um, I'm 9 years old.

I walk into the kitchen in my pajamas.

And there's all these...

half-empty glasses of whiskey.

And my parents are arguing in the next room.

My father...

he yells so loud.

[Muffled] Calls my mother all these -- these bad...

bad names.

-Alex, can you take the lolly out of your mouth?

-Sorry.

[Wrapper crinkling]

[Chuckles softly]

Um...

Uh, Mummy, she -- she cries and...

pushes him away.

And she screams.

And then there's -- there's nothing.

My father, he comes out,

and I just stand there.

And through the door, I can see...

...I can see Mummy's arm on the floor, not moving.

And then I see all this blood seeping out.

And I try to move, but it's like my legs are stuck.

My feet -- they're numb.

And I try to scream, but no sound comes out.

-So, what was the detail that you remembered?

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-When he came out of the room,

he patted me on the head

and smiled.

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And I think I smiled back.

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-Hello, Mr. Miller. I'm Fred Jenkins.

Really nice to meet you.

-Pleased to meet you.

Uh, this is my wife...

-Hi. -...Alex.

-Nice to meet you. Shall we?

-Sure.

-Of course, nobody's been up here for months,

but Mrs. Bradley could come back up

and clean her up for you,

as well as Mr. Morris, the gardener.

-Uh, no, we don't need any help.

Thanks. -Okay. Okay.

Well, the house is still as Mrs. Miller left it.

[Curtains sliding open]

I only met her a few times.

But your mother was quite an elegant and wonderful lady.

-Was?

-Yes, is,of course. Silly me.

And to reassure you, I hear that the institution's

she's been placed in is very reputable.

I'm sure she's in excellent care.

Terrible, ain't it, when the mind starts to fail you?

Inevitable for us all, I suppose.

So, how long has it been since you were here last?

-26 years ago.

-Oh. That's something.

Maybe you'd like to take a moment

before we review the documents to sign?

-No, thanks.

-Very well, then. Let's get to it.

Print, sign, and initial each page.

-Okay.

-Here you go. Same again there. -Thanks.

-As guardian, you'll be in charge of the house

and your mother's estate,

and, of course, anything that's relative

to Mrs. Miller's health and well-being.

So what do you do up in Dublin?

-Uh, I split my time between research and lecturing

and, uh, still write a few papers myself...

[Conversation continues indistinctly]

[Footsteps approaching]

Babe.

-Is this your sister?

-Yeah.

That's Lily.

-She's beautiful.

You okay?

-Yeah.

Uh...

It's just strange to be back.

You know, it's...

smaller than I remember.

So what do you think?

Fresh air would do you good.

[Chuckles] And I could finally finish my thesis.

-What about your mother?

What if she wants to come back?

-She won't.

She's well taken care of where she is.

And...

eventually...

the house will be ours.

So the question is,

do you see yourself here?

-Do you?

-Yeah.

I didn't think I would, but...

yeah.

Finally, our own place.

So, the story.

Maeve O'Brien had two infant sons,

identical twins.

And one night while they were suckling at her breast,

she was visited by a banshee,

the wailing woman, who told her

that they were identical only in appearance.

One had been born pure and good.

And the other was born pure evil.

She wouldn't tell her which she was which.

But she did offer to take the evil child with her.

So Maeve was furious.

And she sent the banshee away.

But later that same night, the boys both became very sick.

So the banshee returned.

And she told Maeve that both of her sons would die

if she didn't offer one of them up to her

by placing him on top of the castle tower.

So Maeve, in despair,

picked one and left him where the banshee had asked.

By morning, child was dead, and the brother had recovered.

Maeve was devastated.

And her grief drove her into madness.

And she flung herself from the top of the castle tower.

So the story goes.

-So which one did she pick?

The good one or the bad one?

-Well, the years went by, and little Callum grew into

a feared clan chief

renowned for his cruelty and bloodshed.

-Your ancestor?

-Yep. Afraid so.

[Chuckles]

[Bottles clanking]

That is where we used to skin animals after a big hunt.

-Did you ever skin an animal?

-No. But I watched.

-No wonder you became vegetarian.

-[Chuckles]

[Piano music plays]

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[Grunts]

-[Laughs]

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Thank you. I love it.

-It's for the lady of the house.

[Both laugh]

-Thank you.

Your mother must have really loved her.

-Who? -Your sister.

She kept all of her things.

She never touched her room.

-Yeah.

Yeah, she had a thing for Lily.

She was her little doll.

[Loud bangs outside]

[Dog barking]

-What was that?

Hunters?

-Could be.

-Are they allowed to do that?

Around here? Is this...

Is this not private property?

-Everybody hunts around here.

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[Both breathing heavily]

-[Moans]

[Heavy breathing continues]

-[Grunts]

Ah. -Wait.

Stay. Ah.

[Indistinct music playing through headphones]

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[Keyboard clacking]

Babe.

[Clacking continues]

Babe.

-What? -I'm hungry.

-I'm not finished with these papers yet.

-Well, I'm hungry, and there's nothing in the fridge.

-[Chuckles]

[Cash register buttons beeping]

-Oh, can I get these? I love these.

-It's up to you.

-Damian?

Damian Miller, is that you?

Would you look at you? I cannot believe it.

Look at him. He looks gorgeous.

So how have you been keeping?

-Uh, good. Yes.

-I'd recognize those wicked eyes anywhere.

[Both chuckle]

So have you been a good boy, have you?

I wouldn't like to hear of you getting up to any mischief now,

would I, Damian?

[Chuckles] Anyway, great seeing you, huh?

You enjoy your day.

Damian Miller! Oh, by the way,

tell your mother I was asking for her, won't you?

[Chuckles]

-Who was that?

-I have no idea.

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-You know, when I went running,

I found another castle.

-A castle?

-Yeah.

Like, a huge, red-brick castle.

-Ah, that's, um...

that's Bridgewood.

That was my boarding school.

-You went to boarding school

three miles from your house?

-[Chuckles]

Yeah.

What's wrong with that?

Best school in the county.

[Gunshots, dog barking]

Might have been an animal or something.

-Yeah, but what about the door?

An animal didn't open the door.

-It can be very windy around here.

-I'm sure I locked that door last night.

-Maybe you thought you did, and you forgot.

Happens.

Don't worry about it.

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[Indistinct music playing through headphones]

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[Indistinct conversation]

-And so we're just going door to door to see

if you have seen anything around here...

-No, to be honest. -...or anything you could

help us with. -Morning.

-Hi. -Mrs. Miller, I suppose?

-Yeah. -I was just telling your husband

here that we're investigating on a missing person.

Have you seen anything out of the ordinary the last few days?

-W-What do you mean, out of the ordinary?

-We found her car parked by the woods a few miles back.

-Well, actually, we had a broken pot,

and the entrance of the door...

-Baby, we talked about this.

It was an animal. You have to excuse us.

We're city folks, so gust of wind and we're freaking out.

-We know you're new to town, but have you seen this woman?

[Paper rustling]

-No.

-Have you seen her? -Um...

No, no, I don't -- I don't think so.

Is that the -- the missing person?

-Yes. Mrs. Ferguson.

Her sister was expecting her last night,

but she never made it home.

-Do you mind if we take a look around the property?

-No. Not at all. Go ahead.

-Thank you for your time.

If you see or hear anything suspicious, please call us.

-Will do. Thanks.

-Why did you do that?

-Do what? -Lie.

That was the woman from the shop.

-I didn't lie.

I haven't a clue who that woman is, do I?

This -- This has nothing to do with us.

But if you want to go and talk to them,

drag us into it, go ahead.

[Chuckles]

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-Mmm.

[Chickens clucking]

Mm-hmm.

There we go.

[Gunshot]

[Gunshots]

-Will you go back to the house, okay?

-No! -Leave this with me.

-I'm not going without you. -Just go back to the house.

-No! -Alex.

-No.

[Dog barking]

[Men speaking indistinctly and laughing]

-Hello?

-Can we help you?

-Yeah. Uh...

My name is Damian Miller. This is my wife, Alex.

And we just want to introduce ourselves, as we're neighbors.

-I know who you are. -[Laughs]

-All right, then.

[Flinches]

-It's a gift. To welcome you.

-[Laughs]

-Very kind of you.

But we -- we don't eat animals.

-[Laughs]

-So, look, we were just wondering, uh,

what sort of agreement you had with my mother

about hunting in the woods?

-Agreement? [Laughter]

I don't think that crazy old bat and us

agreed on much of anything, really.

-Bat. [Laughs]

Bat. [Laughs]

-Looks like our Deedee's taken a liking to you.

-[Laughs]

Boo!

[Laughter]

-Okay, yeah. Uh...

Okay, you've had a bit of fun.

Now, maybe we can come to an understanding.

See, the woods are private property.

We'd like to keep it that way.

-Oh, I understand.

See, a man has to defend

his private property, doesn't he, love?

And what's that got to do with us, huh?

-These woods are big enough

for you to keep your hunting away from our house.

Now, maybe we can set up a territory.

-That's a good idea.

Why don't you go tell the deer and the hare

about that territory of yours?

Just so we're all...

in agreement.

-Idea. [Laughs]

I-I-Idea. -Shut up, Deedee.

Now, you'll excuse me.

I'd like you to get the hell off my private property.

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-[Laughs]

-Let's go. -Stop it.

[Laughter]

[Dog barking and growling]

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[Lock clicking]

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-[Murmuring and gasping]

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[Floorboards creaking]

Damian?

Damian?

[Floorboards creaking]

Damian?

Damian?

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Damian.

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-[Gasps]

-You were sleeping.

-I heard a noise.

Someone is watching us.

[Breathing heavily]

Someone is watching us.

-Mr. Miller, nice to meet you. -Hey.

-How are you today? -Good.

-And you must be Mrs. Miller. -Hi.

-Would you like to go and see your mother beforehand?

She's just in the sitting room downstairs.

-Uh, maybe another day. Uh, thanks.

Just, we're in a bit of a hurry, so, uh, it's probably best

if we just go straight to the forms.

-Of course. Have you signed in?

-Uh, no.

-Sorry. Where are the toilets? -Right down the hall.

-Great. Thanks.

-Okay.

[Indistinct conversation]

-Mrs. Miller?

Mrs. Miller?

-Oh. Hello, my dear.

How are you today?

-Um, I'm -- I'm good.

-Please, do take a seat.

Go on.

Can we have some tea, please?

Can we have some tea for this young child?

-Milk, sugar?

-Uh, um, no, that's, uh -- it's okay. Thanks.

-Thank you.

Ah. [Chuckles]

She's much too young to have tea.

But she love it, so what can I do?

-Sorry, who?

-My daughter, Lily.

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-Um, I'm -- I'm Alex, by the way.

Um...

I'm Damian's wife.

-Oh, yes.

Lovely.

But aren't you so young to be married already?

[Whispering] You know, it's never too late to run away.

Never.

My husband...

was a brute of a man.

Angry.

Nasty.

A bad breed of a man.

It's in the blood, you know, the evil.

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[Laughs]

[Normal voice] So, how far along are you?

-Sorry?

-The baby.

Well, you should be resting.

Those little creatures who will rob you

of all the energy if you let them.

[Footsteps approaching]

-I was looking for you.

-Damian, this is --

-Yeah. -I know.

-Hello, young man.

-I'll wait for you in the car.

-Mm.

He's an angry one, isn't he?

[Chuckles]

-Hm.

I'm sorry, okay?

I didn't -- I didn't want to upset you.

I just, I wanted to meet her.

She's your mother. I just, I thought that --

-You thought nothing.

You certainly didn't think about me.

She is a senile old woman,

and I have no interest in seeing her or talking to her.

And I don't want you to either. Do you understand?

-Yes.

-Do you understand? -Yeah.

-Okay. Now, can we please just not talk about it again?

-Yeah. -Okay.

-Mm.

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[Gunshots, dog barking]

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[Lock clicking]

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-What's wrong?

[Howling in distance]

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[Howling continues]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Howling continues]

[Baby crying]

-[Screams]

-[Gasps]

-[Crying]

-Damian.

Where did you go to?

[Sobbing] They -- They are bad.

Bad, bad.

-What are you talking about?

-[Continues crying]

-Who's bad?

-Them. All of them.

They -- They have the evil inside.

They have...

-It's just a dream.

Want to stand up?

And we're gonna get your clothes off.

And...

And you're gonna go to bed, okay?

-Yeah. Yeah. -Okay.

Yeah. Stand up.

-Yeah.

[Breathing shakily]

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[Chuckles] Morning.

-Morning.

-Fresh eggs for my two little gangsters.

Please.

Woke up early this morning.

I've got an hour's riding in.

[Chuckles] Like, an amazing hour's riding in.

I love it.

Tea?

-Yes, please.

You don't remember...

do you?

-Remember what?

-You were sleepwalking again.

I think you went outside

because your clothes were all wet

and your boots were all dirty.

-What are you talking about?

-You -- You were talking about

people being evil.

Look, it's okay. I mean, that -- that happens.

I was -- I was talking to my psychiatrist about it.

And she said that somnambulism is -- it's actually very common

when children move to a new house and --

-You spoke to your psychiatrist about me?

-Yeah.

You know, sleep is one of her specialties.

She's helped me so much with my nightmares.

And She says that it might be helpful

for you to talk to someone about it.

-Okay.

You say my -- my clothes were wet

and my boots were muddy.

-Yeah. -Mm.

Those boots?

-Did you clean those boots?

-I don't know.

Did you see me clean them while I was sleepwalking?

-No. But --

-You know what?

Maybe I'm sleepwalking right now.

-What, so you don't believe me?

-Are you drinking again?

-You are, aren't you?

Let me smell your breath.

Let me smell your breath.

-How dare you.

You know better than anyone

that I haven't had a drop in almost two years.

[Indistinct music playing through headphones]

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[Music volume increases]

-[Screaming] -Stop!

-[Muffled screams] -Hey.

Shh! Shh! Shush!

-[Muffled screams continue]

-[Grunts] -[Screams]

-Shh! Shh!

[Panting]

-This is hunting ground.

Wanna watch your step.

Your husband should know that more than anyone.

Wouldn't want anything to happen

to a pretty thing like you.

Right, come on, Deedee. You're scaring the little lady.

[Both panting]

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[Knock on door]

-Alex?

You okay?

-Yeah.

Fine.

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[Door opens]

[Breathing heavily]

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[Clanging and creaking in distance]

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[Banging]

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[Muffled gasp]

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[Indistinct conversation]

-Thank you for waiting, Mrs. Miller.

If you don't mind, I'd like to go over your statement

with my colleague here.

You went for an early morning run.

It's very early, it seems.

Do you usually go running so early?

-I couldn't sleep.

-So you're running, and you pass here, Bridgewood,

and...

you decided to go in because you -- you heard a noise?

And then you saw someone in the hallway?

And you identified that someone as one of your neighbors,

Derek McDonough.

Is that right?

-I didn't know that was his name.

-Was there anybody else you saw inside

or outside the building?

Okay, well, that's everything for now.

Thank you.

Your husband's waiting for you.

-My husband?

-Yes, we thought it best to let him know where you were.

-I don't understand.

Alex.

Why don't you say something?

A young woman going off running in the middle of the night

in these woods with those crazy men.

Are you out of your mind?

Do you have any idea how worried I was when the guards called?

What -- What if he'd done something to you?

[Turn signal clicking]

-Where are we going? -Aren't you hungry?

'Cause I am starving.

Mm.

I think I'll have a beer.

-Okay.

-Make it two.

Mmm. Huh.

It's delicious. You should try it.

-You don't eat meat.

-You don't usually go running in the middle of the night

looking for dead bodies either, do you?

So, are you...

are you gonna tell me what's going on?

-Apparently...

she was a teacher there.

Years ago. The dead woman.

In Bridgewood.

In your school.

You don't remember her?

-I don't know. I don't think so.

Why should I remember her?

-Because you brought me to her.

[Zipper unzipping]

You were sleepwalking.

[Cellphone thuds]

-I don't know what I'm looking at here.

It's too dark. I can't -- I can't see anything.

[Cellphone clatters]

-You deleted it.

-Folks, here's your beer.

Okay. Enjoy.

-Ah, it does feel good.

Drink it.

I know you want to.

-Why are you doing this?

-If you're gonna be drinking again...

...I-I'd rather we did it together.

-I'm not drinking. -Don't lie.

Not making any sense.

Going off in the middle of the night,

and you're -- you're accusing me of stuff.

Come on. It's okay.

Drink it.

Drink it.

Drink it! -I said, I'm not drinking!

I'm pregnant.

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-[Breathing heavily]

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[Vomiting]

[Groans]

[Coughs]

[Groans]

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-103. That's high.

And the lymph nodes are swollen.

Maybe an intoxication,

but he's having a very strong reaction to it.

I don't like that.

So I'm going to give him a shot,

and then I'll follow up with a prescription.

Right, young man, this is going to sting a little.

You'll be as good as you.

[Grunting]

That's enough.

Stop it.

-Damian.

What did you give him?

-Penicillin.

He'll be better soon.

-Wait!

What about the prescription?

-Give it a day. He should start feeling better.

If not, my advice would be to take him to the hospital.

Is he, um...

Never mind. Good luck.

[Engine starts]

[ Line ringing]

-Hello? -Hello, Alex?

Isn't our phone call tomorrow?

-Yeah, no, sorry, um...

I just, I wanted to ask you a quick question.

Um...

Could a sleepwalker commit a violent act?

-What do you mean by a violent act?

-Like, could someone who's sleepwalking...

hurt someone in their sleep

and then wake up the next morning and not remember it?

-Alex, has Damian been violent towards you in any way?

-No, no, no. He -- He would never hurt me.

-Why are you asking this?

You have to be honest with me, Alex.

-I just, I wanted to know -- he --

he's just very restless at night,

and I'm just worried he might get aggressive.

Um, but it's -- it's probably me just being dramatic.

[Bell jingles]

-Okay, tell him to take this twice a day for five days,

and here's some ibuprofen.

Every six hours, it'll help to keep the fever down.

-Okay.

-Never thought something so gruesome

would happen around here.

Poor dear.

I must say I always hated that place.

I was glad when they shut it down.

Something ungodly about it.

-Y-You mean Bridgewood? The boarding school?

-Oh, [chuckles] that's no boarding school.

It was a reformatory.

A prison for minors, really.

Children who'd committed serious crimes, you know?

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-Why were you sent to that place?

-My mother didn't want me at the house.

-What did you do?

-Can't remember.

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You think I killed that woman, don't you?

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-I don't know.

I don't know.

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-You have to believe me, Alex.

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-Ugh! -Tighter.

[Banging]

-[Grunts]

[Sighs]

-[Breathing heavily]

[Grunts]

[Panting and grunting]

No! No!

[Panting]

[Straining and crying]

[Grunting and panting]

No! No!

Let me go!

Bitch!

Bitch! No, no, no!

Untie me! Fucking cunt!

Fuck you, you...

Let me go! Aah!

-[Crying] -Let me go!

No! You stay!

[Grunting]

No!

[Shouting indistinctly]

[Shouting continues in background]

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[Door opens]

-It's okay.

Everything's all right.

Untie me.

-Just try to keep still.

And get some rest, okay?

-Where are you going?

You can't -- You can't -- You can't leave me like this.

Alex, you can't leave me like this, okay?

It's me. It's me, all right?

[Stutters] Untie me, please.

You're not going anywhere! You have to untie me now, okay?

You have to untie me!

Alex! Come back!

Alex!

[Indistinct conversation]

-And say hi to Marge for me, won't you?

-Will do. -Okay.

-Thanks. -Cheers. Bye-bye.

[Door opens and closes]

-Hello. -Yes?

[Door closes]

You told me to contact you

if my husband didn't get any better.

-Did the fever not come down?

-Yeah, it did.

-All right, then. What's the problem?

-Why did you wish me good luck when you left yesterday?

-Good luck? -Yeah.

You seemed to want to say something,

and then you stopped and wished me good luck.

What did you want to say to me?

-I really don't recall.

-Damian recognized you from Bridgewood, didn't he?

What did you do to him?

What did you do to the children there?

You experimented on them.

-There was a lot of... misunderstanding.

We actually made quite good progress with our research.

And I'm sure the results would have been extraordinary

if the program hadn't been shut down.

Do you believe a child can be evil?

Because if you believe in the child's innocence,

then you'll understand that the evil in him

is nothing more than a genetic mutation,

an accident,

something that went wrong.

-Why was Damian sent to Bridgewood?

-Yes. Damian.

An interesting case.

His mother pushed for it,

convinced the judge, really.

-What did he do?

-That's classified information.

-You killed them.

Didn't you?

With your treatment.

-Those children needed help.

And we were able to help most of them.

You wouldn't believe the number of families

that thanked us for the precious work we were doing.

-You should rot in jail for the rest of your life.

-I already went on trial,

and I was acquitted.

Now, I wish you very good luck.

And I mean it.

You see, I'm afraid evil sticks to some people,

no matter what you do.

I saw it in his eyes.

But maybe you like that sort of thing.

[Papers rustling]

-You're disgusting.

[Door opens]

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-Where are you leaving with that, love?

You're running away from something, are you?

-What do you want?

-I want you to clean up this mess you've created.

-I d-don't know what you're talking about.

-Don't lie to me.

You went and you told the police

I don't know what lies about Deedee.

Now they're sniffing around in my business

like I'm a criminal or something.

-Well, I-I-I just, I told them what I saw.

-What was that?

-That I-I saw him at Bridgewood.

[Car door opens and closes]

-But that's not all you saw, was it?

See, Deedee told me what he saw, too.

He knows your husband.

They're old acquaintances from Bridgewood, you see.

Now, look, that old bitch got what she deserved.

But our Deedee -- he had nothing to do with it.

He's been through enough.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

-I've got to go.

-That's right, you do have to go.

'Cause me and you are going to the guards.

And you're gonna go, and you're gonna tell them

the fucking truth this time.

[Gunshot] -[Gasps]

♪

-You're the coward.

You're the coward! [Gun bashing]

♪

♪

-Are you okay?

Did he hurt you?

-[Breathing shakily]

-It's okay.

It's okay.

Open your mouth.

-Alex. -[Whimpers]

-Open your mouth.

-[Whimpers]

[Gasps]

-Good.

♪

[Footsteps]

[Person crying]

♪

♪

-[Crying] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

-Don't worry, Doc.

-[Muffled sobbing]

Please don't do this.

-Be as good as new.

-[Sobbing]

[Screaming]

[Screaming continues]

-[Gasps]

[Muffled crying]

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

[Muffled scream, wood banging]

[Muffled scream, wood splintering]

[Whimpering]

[Thud]

[ Upbeat music playing]

♪

♪

♪

♪

[Grunts]

♪

-Ah.

Hello, my dear.

-[Whimpering]

-Are you okay?

-[Whimpering]

-Oh, well, we're going to make a nice cup of tea.

♪

-Babe.

What are you doing?

I thought you were still sleeping.

-[Whimpering]

-Shh, shh, shh, shh. It's okay.

Come on.

We're gonna have a cup of tea.

Okay?

-Yeah.

-Young man, would you know where the tea is?

I seem to have -- can't remember where anything is anymore.

-It's on the table.

-Oh. Okay. Tea?

-Yes, please.

-Sugar, milk? No.

-No, thanks.

-[Crying]

-So, tell me...

do you not remember me at all?

-[Chuckles] Of course, I do.

You're the nice young man who came to take me home.

-No.

Give you a clue.

I used to call you Mummy.

-Really? [Laughs]

That's just plain silly.

Where in heaven's name did you get that idea from?

-Because I'm your son.

I'm your son, and you're my mother.

-But I only have one daughter.

And her name is Lily.

Have you met her?

-I remember it was cold that morning.

And you insisted we were going to hunt.

It was your idea.

We just wanted to stay in our warm beds.

It was still very dark.

I remember I felt proud to hold a rifle,

like a grown-up, like a man.

But I knew my place.

So I stayed quietly behind.

And then I saw it...

the most magnificent deer.

And it was at my reach.

I fired once, twice, maybe three times.

I didn't know she was standing there.

[Crying] I couldn't see her.

Didn't.

I heard her cry out and fall.

I ran over to her.

And I -- And I tried to stop the blood.

You pushed me out of the way.

And you started screaming at me.

"What have you done?! What have you done?!"

♪

So you sent me into hell.

Do you even know what they did to me in there?

They didn't take out the evil in me.

They put it there.

♪

Why?

Why did you leave me there?

Why didn't you come back for me?

♪

♪

She's completely erased me.

-[Crying]

♪

-Fine.

♪

♪

I'm fine.

♪

-[Gasps]

-[Muffled cry]

-Are you sure you don't remember?

-[Groaning]

-Ah!

-[Choking]

-[Gasping]

♪

♪

[Grunts]

[Breathing heavily]

[Laughs]

♪

-[Choking]

♪

♪

[Screaming]

♪

♪

Alex!

-[Panting]

♪

4-Alex, come back!

♪

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

♪

Baby!

♪

♪

♪

♪

[Breathless] Alex.

Alex!

I love you!

I can't -- I can't leave without you!

Alex.

Baby.

Baby, come out.

♪

♪

I see you!

Alex!

Come back!

Baby!

♪

♪

♪

What are you doing?

Why did you run off like that?

Come to me.

♪

Come to me.

♪

Come to me.

♪

-[Screams]

[Whimpering]

♪

-Come to me.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

-[Whimpering] -Shh.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Come here.

Come on.

[Grunts]

[Panting]

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay.

I'll take care of you and our baby.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

-[Shouts]

-[Grunts]

-[Screams]

[Thud] -Aah!

♪

♪

-[Screams]

-[Groans]

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

-[Gasps]

♪

[Crying]

♪

♪

♪

♪

Whoo!

♪

-I did it! -[Laughs]

♪

♪

♪ Sing a song of sixpence, a pocketful of rye ♪

♪ Four and 20 blackbirds baked in a pie ♪

♪ When the pie was open, the birds began to sing ♪

♪ Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king? ♪

♪ The king was in the counting house, counting all his money ♪

♪ The queen was in the parlor eating bread and honey ♪

♪ The maid was in the garden hanging up the clothes ♪

♪ When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose ♪

♪

Simon?

♪

[Metal squeaking]

Simon?

♪

♪

♪

[ "Until the Night is Over" by Timber Timbre plays]

♪

♪

-♪ There is a house in New Orleans ♪

♪ Where you woke from a coma and they bit your cheek ♪

♪ And they cleaned you out when you went to sleep ♪

♪ Oh, I just want to change your mind ♪

♪ I just want to change your mind ♪

♪ And it might becoming right our way ♪

♪ It might be coming till the day I'm done ♪

♪ And I saw it as the house caught fire ♪

♪ And I saw it when the thief got brave ♪

♪ It's like a night nightcrawler crawling out in the yard ♪

♪ And it's coming over me in waves ♪

♪ But you're not haunted by the morning sun ♪

♪ You keep digging till the night is over ♪

♪

♪

♪ I ain't no doctor, babe

♪ I ain't no doctor's son

♪ But I'll cool your fever till the doctor comes ♪

♪ It's a miracle, babe, but it ain't no fun ♪

♪ I just want to change your mind ♪

♪ I just want to change your mind ♪

♪ It might be coming right our way ♪

♪ It might be coming till the day I'm gone ♪

♪ And I saw it as the house caught fire ♪

♪ And I saw it when the thief got brave ♪

♪ It's like a night nightcrawler crawling out in the yard ♪

♪ And it's coming over me in waves ♪

♪ But it's not here now

♪ It's the chance of it I hate

♪ It's 100,000 miles off

♪ Coming closer every day

♪

♪

♪

♪