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"If anyone finds this,

it means my plan...

didn't work...

and I'm already dead.

But if I can somehow

go back
to the beginning

of all of this,
I might be able

to save her."

Evan!

We're gonna be late again.

When did you ever care about
getting to school on time?

We're putting up pictures
for parents' night.

Don't worry, you'll have
plenty of time.

Is dad gonna come?

You know the answer to that.

Can't he just come out for one day?

We've been over this 100 times.

It's too dangerous for him.

But Lenny said his dad's coming,

and Tommy and Kayleigh's dad--

Okay, I get the point.

But I'm not so bad, am I?

No.

Okay, have a great day.

I love you.
I'll pick you up later. Gotta go.

Bye.

Bye!

Mrs. Treborn, I need
to speak with you.

Can it wait till tonight?
I'm already late for work and I--

I think you really need to see this.

Tommy, leave Lenny alone.

Don't make me send you
to Mr. Voytek's office.

I was gonna show this
to the principal,

- but I thought I should talk to you first.
- What is it?

Yesterday I had all the
children make drawings

of what they wanted to be
when they grew up.

Most of them made drawings
of what their parents did.

But this...

I don't understand.

Evan did this?

- Can I keep this drawing?
- Oh, of course.

Um, there is one more thing,
Mrs. Treborn,

- I feel bad even mentioning.
- What?

When I asked Evan about the drawing,

well, he couldn't remember doing it.

I don't wanna go.

I don't like this place, mom.

I think it's creepy.

I promise I won't
make any bad pictures.

You're gonna be fine, okay?

He just wants to do
a couple tests, that's all.

- Oh.
- You'll like him.

Just tell me he hasn't inherited
his father's illness.

I'm sure the test results
will come back negative.

But there's something else you
can do to monitor his memory.

- Anything.
- A journal.

Just have him write down
everything that he does.

- And what will that do?
- It could help jog his memory.

See if he remembers
anything new the next day.

These test results
will come back in a few days

- and we'll take it from there.
- Okay.

"Today mommy is taking me to play
with Kayleigh and Tommy.

I will meet their father and see
what a real dad is like."

Great, see you soon.

Evan--

Evan, what are you doing
with that knife?

What happened?

Honey...

what were you doing with that knife?

I don't remember.

- Hey, Andrea.
- George.

Hello, little man.

Watch your step.

Thanks, George.

- Not a problem.
- Here's my number of the hospital

in case there are any problems.

And please keep an eye on him 'cause--

What, are you kidding?
We're going to have

a great time today,
right, sport?

Okay,
be good, kiddo.

I love you.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye, George.

Go long. Go on.
Right in the backyard.

Here it comes.

Evan, Evan, guess what?
Dad got a new video camera

and we're all going to be in a movie.

That's right, Evan.

And you get to be the star.

I thought I was the star.

Hey, what did I tell you?

Now, Evan...

you have to promise

your bestest, super-duper promise

that this will be our little secret.

You think you can do that?

Um-hmm.

I'm r--

Where am I?

Where did we all go?

Calm down, kid, stand still.

I was just somewhere else.

How did I get here?

Quit acting like some damn retard,

or I'll call your mother and tell her

what a naughty
little shit you've been.

Kayleigh...

what happened?

The good news is
the results are negative.

I found no evidence of lesions,

hemorrhaging, tumors.

But you must have
something you can go on.

If I was to guess, I'd say
the blackouts are stress related.

But he's seven years old.

What kind of stress
can a seven-year-old have?

Plenty. Maybe he has
severe coping problems

about not having a father.

You said the last time
the blackouts occurred,

he was visiting his friend's dad.

Well, he has been pushing
me to meet his father

and I've been putting it off.

It's worth a shot, Andrea.

We can arrange a controlled meeting.

A careful dose of sedatives
for Jason, some security,

Evan comes in for a quick visit,

and with a little luck,

no more missing father complex.

"April 15th.

Today I get to meet my father.

His name is Jason and he's crazy.

I hope he lets me call him dad."

You mean dad lives here?

Not in this wing, actually, no.

Now if your dad seems a little sleepy,

it's because of the medicine, okay?

Okay.

It'll just be a moment, okay?

It's okay. I won't bite.

You've seen pictures of me, right?

Uh-huh. Mom says I have your smile

and your hair.

Nooo!

No!

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be all right.

Stay with me, Jason.
I need a doctor here now.

Come on, let's get him out of here.

In sure and certain hope

of the resurrection to eternal life,

we commend to almighty God,
our brother Jason.

The Lord bless him and keep him,

The Lord make His face
to shine upon him,

and be gracious unto him

and give him peace.
Amen.

Tommy, I'm bored shitless
over here. What's up already?

Yeah, what are you looking for, anyway?

Shut up, lard ass. And you,
hold your fucking horses.

You know, it's here somewhere.

We should go soon.

If dad catches us smoking
down here, we're dead.

So let's go.

I knew dad had a blockbuster
down there.

Let's blow the shit out of something.

Here you go, buddy.

What? No freaking way.

I'm not touching this thing.

The hell you aren't.

Any of us does it, and you're gonna
puss out and narc for sure.

Ain't gonna work this time, buddy.
Look how small this fuse is.

- I'll get killed.
- Not necessarily.

There you go.

It should buy you
two minutes at least.

Gee thanks,
friend.

Aw, for Christ's sake,
Lenny, you moron,

just do it.

- Thanks.
- You got balls, man.

Shit took you long enough.

What the hell? Come on!

Evan, come on.
Help me get him up!

Evan, get your ass back here
and help me get him up.

What the hell happened?
Where are we?

Oh my God.
What did we do?

Evan, come on. Help me.

- Come on, let's go!
- Shit, Lenny, what happened to you?

He's fine.
He's gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be fine.

- What's wrong with him? Why isn't he speaking?
- He's in shock, ma'am.

What is it?
What happened?

We were just in the
woods building a fort

when Lenny freaked out.
One minute he was okay,

and then he just froze up.
Right, guys?

What happened, Evan?
The truth.

I don't know. I don't remember.

Something must have happened.
Something set him off.

I blacked it out.

Don't try to use your blackouts
to get out of this one.

You're not making it up?

I don't know.

They're keeping him
overnight for observation.

Uh-huh.

I just don't know what to do with him.

"The last thing I remember
before the blackout

was holding my hands
over Kayleigh's ears.

I think I was more focused
on her hands on mine

than the mailbox across the street.

Mom thinks that hypnosis might be
a good way to remember."

Damn it.

What the...?

My grandfather was crazy, too?

Breathe in and breathe out. And relax.

You are completely asleep.

Relaxed.

I want you to take me to the time

you were in the woods with Lenny.

Think of it like a movie.

You can pause, rewind,

or slow down any details you wish.

Understand?

Yes.

Where are you now?

I'm standing next to Kayleigh.

My hands are over her ears.

Are you hurting her?

No, I'm protecting her.

Okay.

Now let's move forward in time.

What do you see?

I see a car.

Yes, Evan, tell me about the car.

Go on.

Nothing can hurt you.

Remember, it's only a movie.
You are completely safe.

I can't--

The car vanishes and all of a sudden

I'm on the ground in the woods.

The car doesn't vanish, Evan.

The movie in your head
is broken, that's all.

Now tell me about the car.

I can't!

It's coming--

Fight it, Evan, hurry.

It's coming!

- Oh my God!
- On the count of 10,

- You're going to wake up feeling refreshed...
- What are you doing?

...and remembering everything
that we talked about.

- What is happening to him? Make it stop!
- One, you're feeling awake.

- Two, your eyes are not feeling as heavy. Five, six.
- Wake up!

- Come on, Evan, wake up! Nine, 10.
- Wake up!

Oh God.

What happened?

Did it work?

All right, thanks, mom.
See you later.

Wipe that sad-ass look off your face

before you get us busted.

Did you see the way Evan's
mom was looking at you?

Sorry.

All right, will someone
tell me already

what the hell happened
with the mailbox?

Don't you ever bring
that shit up again.

Not ever!

Let's go.

Are you okay?

Holy shit!

Look at that fat fuck!

He's got bigger titties
than Lenny's mom.

- Shhh!
- Shut up, faggot.

No one's talking to you.

I'm sorry, Kayleigh,
this was a bad idea.

You really don't remember
anything that happened?

You're so lucky.

Look, everything's gonna be okay.

Lenny'll be fine. You'll see.

Sorry.

It's not your fault.
Mrs. Kagan called dad

and blamed us for
what happened to Lenny.

Your dad did that?

I deserve a lot worse.

What are you talking about?

What you deserve is
a better father and brother.

All they do is make you
feel like shit.

You really have no clue how
beautiful you are, do you?

What the fuck are you doing?!

Buying popcorn.
What the fuck are doing?

- Whoops.
- I can't believe you freaking did that.

He's a little punk.

I can't believe what you just did.

Stop it!

Stop hitting him.

What's wrong with you?

Stop it!

Somebody, please help us.

Okay, that's it, kid.
You're out of here.

Get him away!
Get him away!

Now in another story, the
peaceful town of Briarville

was rocked this afternoon

in the wake of a horrible
act of vandalism.

While police officials in
upstate New York believe

this was a simple act of
criminal mischief gone awry,

the tragedy has clearly
devastated the community.

Now this was the grisly aftermath
of a powerful explosion

believed to have been caused

by an unknown quantity of dynamite.

The police have no leads,
no suspects and no motive--

Good night.

We're moving.

I can't believe Tommy's
still pissed at me.

He knows I'm moving away, right?

He's been acting real strange lately.

He won't even look me
in the eyes anymore.

Duck, here they come!

Did your mom say if Lenny was okay?

He must be. I mean, they're
letting him out, right?

Welcome home.

I thought you might like
some fresh air for a change.

- Is Tommy with you guys?
- No.

It's cool.

So, what'd you do in there?

It was awful. You can't sleep because

everybody's screaming all night long.

I never want to go back.

Do you see that?

Yeah, what's up with the smoke?

Crockett!

What are you doing with my dog?!

- Look what you made me do!
- What the hell's wrong with you?!

Kayleigh. Oh, God, come on,
please wake up.

Wake up, please!
Wake up!

Why don't you fucking kiss
her, Prince Charming?

Ow.

How long was I out?

Kayleigh, what's wrong?

Oh shit.

I'm sorry.

And time.
Put your pencils down

and place your bluebooks
on my desk before you leave.

You, too, Mr. Nelson.

We're all in the same time-zone, here.

Fuck you!

So how'd you do, Evan?

I don't know. I might have got
some of the stories mixed up.

Was it Pavlov that conditioned
his dog to lick his nuts?

Typical Psych major,
a complete wise-ass.

And how's your project coming?

Are you still planning
to change the way

we humble scientists
view memory assimilation?

Don't really have a choice.

Oh, jeez, it smells like
patchouli and ass in here.

Cricket, this is my
well-mannered roommate, Evan.

Yeah...

you're the one that
fucked up the bell curve

on my anthropology final.

- Later, Thumper.
- Bye.

Fucking dick.

- Wow, sweet girl, man.
- I found your shirt, bro'.

Oh, you sick fuck.

All right, man, get dressed.
You're taking me out.

Why, what'd you do,
ace another midterm?

No.

Better than that,
seven years, no blackouts.

Fuck yeah, bro',
let's do this!

- Oh, yeah!
- Yeah! Come and get it.

Be gentle with me!
Be gentle! I'm postcoital.

- I'm tender. It's chafing.
- Did she cradle the balls and work the shaft?

Nice.

Look at this fucking guy.

Get the fuck out of my bar.

So, which one of you has the pet worm?

Worms, plural!

Ah. That's so gross.

Talk to him about it.
He's got the fetish.

Watch it. It's a
Psych project, actually.

It's a study on memory loss.

Better explain before all this
excitement gives me a heart attack.

10 bucks says he
eats it off the floor.

Well, if I can figure out

how the memories
in a simple worm function,

it should help me
understand the complexities...

of the human brain.

Let me get this shot.

What the fuck, weirdo?!

"...and down will come baby,
cradle and all."

Well, I guess that's your game.

Go, you go.

It smells like sex in here.

Yeah, Thumper had a busy afternoon.

You're kidding? He's so big.

Yeah.

Well, I guess charisma
and eyeliner go a long way.

- You want a beer?
- Yeah.

You got any incense or scented
candles or something?

Okay.

Whoa, no.

Let me put this away.

Most guys usually tuck
porn under their bed.

All you've got are comp books?

Yeah, they're my journals.

I've been keeping them
since I was seven.

Wow.

Read me something.

I ought to be getting
something out of this.

That's all I've got to say.

Here we go.

"It's like my mind refuses
to believe what I'm seeing."

"Hearing Crockett
make those awful screams.

Just writing about it
gives me the shivers."

Come on. Go on.

"It was like Tommy was
possessed or something.

There was a hate
in his eyes that..."

Are you okay?

Where am I?

What the hell's going on?

I can't get it open!

Drop it or I'll slit your mother's
throat in her sleep.

Uhh! I got him, Lenny.
Save Crockett!

Listen to me, Evan,
and you listen to me good.

There's a million
other sisters in the world,

so why'd you have
to fuck with mine?

It's okay. It was just a dream.

Uh-huh...

it didn't feel like a dream.

Maybe because they never do.

So, Don Juan, you pass
out on all your dates.

Lenny...

Hey, I've got a surprise for you.

You're never gonna guess who's here.

Hey, it's me... Evan.

What are you working on there?

A model?

Look, uh...

I can see that you're busy,

so I'll try to make this quick.

Remember, uh...

that day at the junkyard

when we were kids?

I was just hoping that you
could help me remember.

Like, just any details about it or...

I couldn't cut the rope.

Yeah...

That's good. Um...

Anything else?

"Drop it or I'll slit your mother's
throat in her sleep!"

Um...

Jesus Christ.

It really happened.

Wow, uh...

Wow, Lenny, I--

"Make one peep

and I swear it'll be
your last, motherfucker."

"The last thing I remember
before the blackout

was holding my hands
over Kayleigh's ears.

I think I was more
focused on her hands

on mine, than on the mailbox...

across the street."

Maybe it went out. Should someone check it?

Yeah, you do that, Lenny.

You make one peep and I swear
it'll be your last, motherfucker.

Ugh!

Fuck!

What's this?
Huh? What's this?

Want to get the mail?

How's my sweet girl?

You need a change, don't you, honey?

You wanna open it?

- Oh my God!
- Holy shit!

Run!

Fuck, Lenny, come on!

Lenny, come on!

Come on, Lenny, let's go!

No, no, baby.
That's just my finger in your ass.

Christ, man.

Fuckin' brutal.

What the...?

- Hello.
- Hello. Who is this?

Mrs. Kagan, um,
it's Evan... Treborn.

I hope you know
how much you upset Lenny.

Yeah, I'm-- Look,
I'm really sorry about that.

It took me over an hour
to clean up the mess you made.

Can I just talk to Lenny?

Don't call here.

Mom.

I can't help it.
I'm just so proud of you.

Hey, did--
Did dad--

Did Jason get good grades?

Please, he got straight "A"s
without ever touching a book.

It was the one area
his memory never failed him.

Did he ever say that he, like...

figured out a way to
recall his lost memories

like years after he blacked
them out in the first place?

- Why do you ask?
- No, I just figured, with him being

you know, such a brain and all

it's like, you would think
that he would figure out

a way to remember
stuff that he forgot.

Well, when he was your age--

almost exactly your age
come to think of it,

he said he figured out
a way to remember his past.

I couldn't tell if they
were real memories

or just his imagination.

Then, just before it got so bad, he...

had to be institutionalized,

he said he could...

What?

What--
What did he do?

Forget it.

It's nothing. He was
far too sick by then.

Come on, mom, what did he say
that he could do?

What do you say, as a goof?

No, mom, come on.

Come on, yourself--
It'll be fun.

All right, it's your dime.

Give me your hand, young man.

- This is supposed to be your trick.
- Uh-uh.

Have you ever had
your palm read before?

No, this is the first time,
so be gentle please.

What?

You have no lifeline.

You don't belong here.

For an extra five bucks
she'll spit in your face, mom.

No, really, what's his future?

He has no soul!

You were never meant to be.

Psychic, huh?

This won't come as much
of a shock to you.

- Thank you.
- No problem.

When did you start smoking again?

Lay off, Evan.

Hey.

What--

You're not gonna let that old hag
ruin the rest of our time together?

She's nuts, she's a lunatic.

That's like an act.

- They just do that--
- I know.

I'm sorry, she just hit a nerve.

Well... why?

I don't get it.

Before you were born,
I was pregnant twice,

And they were both stillbirths.

Why didn't you ever tell me that?

It's not something I like to remember.

And then when I was pregnant with you,

I was terrified.

I had to expect the worst.

And?

And you came out fine.

And ever since then, I've considered
you my little miracle baby.

Don't cry.

Come on, let's go. It's late.

"I never wanted to be
in the movie, anyway.

I was cold, so I wanted
to wear my clothes.

Mr. Miller took my shirt off."

What the fuck are you doing?

Shhh, I need quiet for this.

Are you stupid or what, man?

Maybe there's a reason
you repressed the day

some pervert had you
in your tighty whities.

I'd think twice
about what you're doing.

You could wake up a lot more
fucked up than you are now.

More fucked up than I already am?

- No, I'm--
- You think you know me? I don't know me!

Whoa!

I'm sorry.

No, it's my fault.

Can we get through one damn day

without you breaking something?

Hey.

Evan.

Oh my God. It's been a long time.

How you been?

Same old, same old, you know?

No, I don't know. Fill me in.

Uhh, well...

I'm going to State now.

It's going good. My mom's good.

- I don't know.
- You want a smoke?

- No, not since we were kids.
- No?

I've quit like 100 times.

- Are you walking home?
- Uh-huh.

- Can I walk you?
- Sure.

- Oh my God.
- So...

How's Tommy?

Well, they kept him in juvie
for a few years,

but now he's working
over at Dale's Auto Body.

That's good.

Still living with your dad?

No.

I emancipated myself at 15.

Must've taken a lot of courage.

Not if you remember my dad.

Well, couldn't you have just
moved in with your mom?

No, she had a new family.

Wasn't enough room.

Whatever.

Well look, the reason
I came back to town

was to talk to you.

To me? Why?

Well...

Remember when we were kids

and I used to have those blackouts?

Yeah, of course.

Well, some of those memories
have been coming back to me.

And I just--
I wanted to talk to you

about one of them in particular.

Well, I'll try to remember.

When we were kids, uh...

your dad was making a movie

about Robin Hood--
Something.

What do you want to know, Evan?!

Is--
Did he--

What happened in the basement?

Look, it was a long time ago.

I know.

Is that why you came
all the way back here?

To ask a lot of stupid questions
about Robin Hood?

No, I--

I just think that something
really bad might have happened.

Is there a point to any of this?

Look, whatever happened
it wasn't our fault.

We were kids. I mean, there was
nothing that we could do to deserve--

Just shut up, Evan!

You're wasting your breath.

You can't hate yourself 'cause
your dad's a twisted freak.

Who are you trying to convince, Evan?

You come all the way back here
to stir up my shit

just because you have a bad memory?

What, do you want me to just
cry on your shoulder

and tell you everything's
all better now?

Well, fuck you, Evan!

Nothing's all better, okay?

Nothing ever gets better.

You know, if I was so wonderful, Evan,

why didn't you call me?

Why did you just leave me here to rot?

Some dude left a message for you.

You can smell that all
the way in the bathroom.

Hi, Evan,
this is Professor Carter.

I just wondered why you didn't
hand in your essay this afternoon.

I was a bit concerned.
Call me to schedule a make-up.

What'd you say to my sister, motherfucker?

Last night she cried on the phone
for over an hour to me.

She said you came
and saw her last night.

She--

She fucking killed herself tonight.

She's dead...

and so are you!

"If the scar on my stomach

didn't just come out of nowhere,

maybe my father wasn't
as crazy as everyone thought.

If I can make scars, do I have
the power to heal them?

What about Kayleigh's scars?"

"I never wanted to be
in the movie, anyway.

It was cold, so I wanted
to wear my clothes.

But Mr. Miller took my shirt off."

I've got an idea. Let's go
down to the basement.

It'll look more like a
dungeon down there.

A little light here.

Huh?

Hey, now what did I tell you
about keeping that door shut?

But I wanna see.

You're going to see the back of
my fist in about two seconds

if you don't do what I tell you.

Now, in this part of the story,

Robin Hood has just
married maid Marian

and they have to kiss and stuff,

like grown-ups do.

So, take off your clothes, Kayleigh.

Come on, just like
when we take a bath.

Don't make a big deal out of it.
You too, Evan.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

We're making a movie here.

Put your hands on your ears.

What time is it?

It's time for you to do
what I tell you to do.

Wrong answer, fuckbag!

This is the very moment
of your reckoning.

In the next 30 seconds, you're
going to open up one of two doors.

The first door will forever traumatize

your own flesh and blood.

What--
What's happening?

How are you doing this?

It'll change your daughter

from a beautiful child

into an empty shell

whose only concept of trust

was betrayed by her own
sick pedophile father!

Ultimately...

it'll lead to her suicide.

Nice work, daddy.

- Who are you?
- Let's just say you're being closely watched, George!

Your other option is
to treat Kayleigh like--

say like a loving father
treats his daughter.

Sound okay to you, papa?

Yes.

Listen close then, fuckbag.

You screw this up again,

I'll flat out castrate you.

What you need to do
is discipline your son Tommy,

because the kid is one sadistic pup.

One last thing.

Don't ever touch me again!

I-- I won't.

Ahhh!

Hell or high water.

Honey, are you all right?

Oh my God, Evan, you're bleeding.

Kayleigh, you're still... you...

incredible.

Well, thanks. Go get cleaned up
and come back to bed.

Ohh. Where are my clothes?

Those are your clothes, silly.

The bathroom is--

Hurry up. I want a quickie
before school.

What?

Unfucking believable.

All right.

I wish I could get as excited
over a nosebleed.

Sorry, uh, I didn't see you.

What?

You're the girl that
was with those assholes

throwing popcorn at Thumper.

What?

And your name is Gwen.

I know you.

Seriously, Evan, lay off the blow.

Hey, um...

don't freak out when
I ask you this, but...

do you remember when your dad
got that video camera?

What's up, Ev?

Yeah, um...

I think he had it like the first day

and then he gave it away or something.

Why would that freak me out?

I don't know.

Just being weird.

You are such a goofus.

So I'll see you tonight.

Okay.

- Andrea...
- Evan...

- and Chuck...
- Aren't home right now.

You know what to do.

Uh, hey, mom.

It's me. And hey, Chuck.

Ah, I'm just calling to say hi,
I guess.

Give me a call back.

Hey, Thumper, do you know
what time it is, man?

What's the matter,
you lost your Rolex?

Fuck you, frat boy!

Remember, everyone,
there's only two more weeks

until your Psych projects are due.

Uh, about that essay
I missed last week,

we're still okay with
the extension, right?

And you are?

Evan... Treborn.

Well, the answer's no, Mr. Treborn.

Now please take your seat.
The exam is about to begin.

All right, settle down, everyone.

The exam will begin in one minute.

Get off me, asshole.

You guys started that shit.

Evan, you're hysterical.

Did you study for this?

Oh, uh...

we'll find out.

Me neither.

Holy shit! Are these the answers?

Damn, Evan, keep it on the D. L.

Hey, uh...

I want to do something special for
Kayleigh tomorrow night.

Uh, so if I said that I needed

some help from you and the brothers...

I'd say, "Blow me."

Get the pledges to do it.

- Right, the pledges.
- Yeah.

Oh, that was so good.

Oh my God.

Where'd you learn those new tricks?

Why?

It-- It wasn't weird, was it?

Yeah, if you call
multiple orgasms weird.

Hello?

- Fuck 'em.
- Hello?

Oh.

What do you think it is about us

that makes us so perfect?

I mean--

why did you sneak out

to visit me after I moved away?

'Cause I missed you.

What, do you think my dad could have

stopped me from seeing you?

What's he gonna do?

Oh, my gosh. My toes are numb.

Do you think that we'll
be together forever?

That is the plan, isn't it?

"Hell or high water"?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's--

I was just making sure.

Yeah, that's the plan!

All right, uh...

all you rushes, you know what
you have to do for me.

Pledges, uh...

we're pledges, sir.

Uh, brother Evan, sir.

Are you kidding me?

What? What did you say to me?

You know what, give me the
Greek alphabet. Give it to me!

- Uhh-Uhh.
- Uhh-Uhh.

- Alpha, beta--
- Alpha, beta, gamma, delta...

epsilon, zeta, eta, theta, iota,
kappa, lambda, mu, nu, xi,

omicron, pi, rho, sigma, tau,
upsilon, phi, chi, psi, omega, sir.

Maybe that's what it is.
Don't fucking look at me, look down.

Uh--

All right, um...

so, you--
you pledges

you guys know what
you need to do for me.

And you guys take a shower

and if anyone gives you any trouble,

you tell 'em I said it was okay.

What?

Shower that, bitch.

Oh my God!

Wow, it's beautiful.

- - Go on, sit down.

Thank you.

You gave us some place to go

I never said thank you for that...

Why are you doing this for me?

When I woke up this morning...

I saw your smile.

That smile.

And I knew

that I wanted to spend
the rest of my life

with you.

Now I'll never have a chance.

May angels lead you in...

I've been looking
all over for you, man.

Someone trashed your car.

What the--

Who did this?!

Who did it?!

It was probably those beta fuckers.

No, no, no.

How did somebody get away with this

right in front of the frat house?

Dude, what is that, a dog collar?

Tommy.

Don't.

He might be watching.

It's my fault.

I should have told you he was
released a few weeks ago.

Yeah, it might have been nice.

God.

Like this is gonna do any good.

Maybe one of the frat guys
has got a gun.

Evan, don't even joke!

He's not going to hurt you, okay?

He's just trying to scare
you away from me.

He killed my dog.

You don't remember that?

Evan, it's not his fault.

You know how bad he had it
when we were kids.

Oh no, don't give me
this bad upbringing shit.

You turned out just fine.

My father never laid a hand on me.

It's like that prick saved
it all up for Tommy.

Okay.
All right. Uh...

We'll let campus security
deal with it. Okay?

You know what? I think
I should sleep alone.

No, you're not staying alone.
I'm staying with you.

Evan, I just--
I don't want Tommy

to see us together right now.

No, I lost you once and
I'm not losing you again.

What do you mean you lost me once?

Evan, you've never lost me.
What are you talking about?

God, you've been acting
so weird lately.

Look, my car just got wrecked,
okay? I'm kind of freaking out.

I know that, but...

your accent's changed.

You don't even walk the same.

What, I walk differently?

I mean, that dinner tonight,

it was so beautiful. It was gorgeous.

But it just wasn't you.

I can't do something nice for you?

Wait...

isn't that your jacket?

Tommy!

You stay away from us, you sick fuck.

Oh, get this "us" shit.

Like I'd ever lay a hand
on my own sister.

You're doing real nice
for yourself, Evan.

You've got a nice life,

you got nice friends,

not to mention you're
fucking my sister.

Not a bad piece of ass
if I say so myself.

- Shut up, Tommy!
- Oh, come on. That's a compliment.

All right, what are you doing,
man? What the fuck?

Oh, it's not good enough that the
whole fucking world loves you?

But you've got to take
the only thing on this Earth

that doesn't think
that I'm a piece of shit?

Tommy, you know I love you.

Now look, no one thinks that
you're a piece of shit, Tom.

Oh yeah, what was it you said?
I think I believe it was,

"Sick fuck"!

Don't! Tommy!

Stop!

- - Stop!

Stop! Oh my God!

Stop!

Oh my God!

Oh!

No, Evan!

Don't do this. I'm begging you!

Stop! Stop it!

- You're gonna kill him!
- He's a fuckin' maniac!

You ruined Lenny's life!

You killed Crockett!

You killed that woman and her baby!

Now you're trying to kill me.

Just tryin' to fucking kill me!

Oh my God!

Oh my God, what did you do?

Oh my God!

You right there, faggot!

First time?

Yeah.

You'd better not bitch up, man.

You'll wind up someone's luggage
that way.

Can you protect me?

Jesus himself

couldn't make me stand up
against the brotherhood.

Look, man...

when they come,

you go someplace else
in your head, man.

Be somewhere else.

Yo, gimme that.

I spoke to your lawyer.

And he says he's sure

he can get you off on self-defense.

So if you're just patient...

Mom...

how long am I gonna be in here?

I don't know.

These things take time.

What about the journals?

Did you bring the ones
I asked you to bring?

I found these two.

The others are still in storage.

Mom! I--

I need them all,

all of them.

And I'm going to get them to you,

but right now,

you need to concentrate on the case.

Please.

All right.

You're right.

What about Kayleigh?

Is she all right?

Try to tell her I'm sorry.

I'm not going to lose you, kiddo.

Promise me you'll hang on.

Shit on my dick or blood on my knife.

They're mine--

Come on!

Back the fuck off!

Show's over, ladies!

Put this maggot back in his cell.

Move it! Come on, let's go!

We'll be seeing you later on
tonight, little sister.

"Today, I found

my grandfather's death certificate.

He died in a nut house
just like my father.

Mom denies it, but she thinks
I'm going to end up the same way."

Boo-hoo-hoo.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, Reese.

You're religious, Carlos,

you believe in that whole bit,

Lord works in mysterious ways?

Straight up, man.

'Cause I think Jesus sent me
to your cell for a reason.

For you to help me.

Shit.

I knew you were crazy, man.

I ain't bullshitting you.

Jesus speaks to me in my dreams.

Oh, yeah?

That's cool. Great.

A pack of smokes says
I can prove it to you.

When I'm out, I need you to watch

my hands and face closely.

You need to see
the prison shrink, man.

Just tell me if you see
anything just-- weird.

Weirder than this?

It could be marks. It could be scars.

It could be anything, I don't know.

"On Wednesday, I got in trouble

for a drawing I didn't do.

Mommy won't let me see it.

Hey, no monkey business, Evan.

Sit down and finish your drawing.

That's great, everyone.

Just imagine what you want to be.

There's no limits.

Oh, Mrs. Boswell.

Sweet Jesus, it's a miracle!

Look, it's stigmata, man!

What'd you see?
What'd it look like?

The signs of The Lord, man.
They just come out of nowhere.

Man, I thought you were--

I thought you were fucking crazy, man.

So now you believe me.

Straight up, man.

Wanna make a deal?

All right, look. I'm new here,

but I think I get how things work.

You either join a gang or you're dead.

Well, I sure as fuck ain't joining up
with no spics or niggers.

And I don't want to die.

So...

what do I gotta do?

I'm the new guy. I've got
to work my way up, so...

should I...

suck your dick now...

or...

Is your blood pure?

Well, I ain't no fucking kike,

if that's what you're asking me.

Well then, let's see
what you got, honey.

Watch the fucking teeth or
you'll be leaving without 'em.

Yes, Sir.

Come to daddy.

Carlos!

"We took the woods behind the junkyard

just to make sure we wouldn't
bump into Tommy!

We hadn't seen the smoke yet."

Hold 'em. Hold 'em.

"We took the woods behind the junkyard

just to make sure we wouldn't
bump into Tommy.

We hadn't seen the smoke yet."

Rot in hell, you fucking animals!

Wait, before we--

We need something
that could open the sack.

I want you to take this, Lenny.

Today's your day of atonement.

I know how guilty you feel
about that woman and her baby.

Evan, stop it. It's not the time.

Now's the only time! Today you get
a chance to redeem yourself,

to start all over with a clean slate.

- What are you talking about?
- Evan, you're acting crazy.

Please, if you've ever trusted me
before, trust me on this one.

Cut the rope.

Come on.

Listen to me good, Evan.

I'll do whatever you want.

You don't want me to see
Kayleigh ever again, fine.

Just let Crockett go.

Besides, if you kill him now,

they'll stick you in juvie for sure.

And I know you'd never leave
your sister alone with your father.

Lenny, no!

Oh God.

Oh God, Lenny.

I said cut the rope.

It's all backwards.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Evan...

What the fuck?

Want a ride?

Lenny!

Somebody call 911!

Evan! Evan!
Fuck! Evan!

Hey, doc.

What's the damage?

- How much time do I got?
- Cute, Evan.

It's a little complicated.

I haven't seen results
like this before.

Not even with my father?

Well, actually, they didn't have
these tests 20 years ago.

So, what did you find?

We're finding most of the
hemorrhaging is coming from here,

the outer layer
of the cerebral cortex.

That's where the memories
are stored, mom.

- Thank you, Evan.
- Uh-huh.

I've never seen anything like it.

I've compared these to
the ones taken last year,

and found severe hemorrhaging
and massive neural reconstruction.

And what does that mean for Evan?

What he's saying, mom,
is that I've jammed

40 years worth of memories
into my head in the last year.

It's Overload City. I've completely
reprogrammed my brain.

- That about the gist of it, doc?
- Yeah.

All right, I'm going
to go wait in the car.

The light in here is kind of
bugging my eyes, so...

It was good seeing you, doc.
It really was.

It was very--
Very informative.

But, you know, I got people to see

and things to read.

All right, see ya.

Hey.

It's me...

Evan.

Can I get you anything?

What about--
What about some of those

model airplanes you like, huh?

I bet I can get a shitload

of those model airplanes up in here.

Lenny.

You knew the whole time, didn't you?

When you put that shard in my hand...

you knew something big
was going to happen.

Didn't you?

Yeah...

- I knew.
- Then you should be where I am.

You should be

where I am.

"Today I get to meet my father.

His name is Jason...

and he's crazy.

I hope he lets me call him dad."

You okay? 'Cause you look like

you went somewhere else
there for a second.

Look, Jason,

I need some fast answers from you

if I'm ever gonna fix what I've done.

I was praying this curse
would have ended with me.

Yeah, but it didn't.

So now I need information
to make things right again

and you're the only one
that can give it to me.

There is no "right". You can't change

who people are without
destroying who they were.

Who says you can't make things better?

You can't play God, son.

It must end with me.

Just by being here you
may be killing your mother.

That's bullshit, you know?

I'll send you a postcard when
I made everything perfect again.

Ahh! No, no!

Just get out, did ya?

Hmm?

Oh, nothing, just that my brother
did a stint in the pen

and he used to eat like that.

I come from a big family.

Well, I meant no offense.

None taken.

Hey, uh...

Does Kayleigh Miller still work here?

I'm sorry. I never heard of her.

God! Can't a man get a little

goddamned peace in his own house?!

I don't suppose you're
here to sell cookies?

Good guess, fuckbag.

Remember me, huh?

We had a nice chat once,
when I was seven.

I got one question for you.

Where can I find your daughter?

Oh, I thought you were someone else.

Make it fast, I'm expecting someone.

Hey. It's good to see you.

Can I come in?

If I knew you were coming,
I would have

cleaned the stains off the sheets.

What do you want?

I just needed to see a friendly face.

Well, time is money, Evan, you know?

Money.

I guess I can spare 10 minutes

for an old friend, right?

So, how's Tricks?

Sorry, occupational humor.

I got it.

You can stop now.

Oh, sorry.

Does my line of work make you
uncomfortable, precious?

No, just that you felt like

you had to use it to hurt me.

I've been where you've been.

Ha!

Where is that?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

I know people always say that,

that you wouldn't believe me,

but in this case it's not
even worth trying, so--

Nothin' else mattered.

I knew I needed to find you,

so I went over to your dad's

and made him tell me where you were.

Then I came here
and the rest you know.

You're right, Evan,
I don't believe you.

I never thought you would.

That's why I never bothered
to tell a soul until now

and I never will again.

I'm the only person you've told?

That's a great line.

Does that make other girls wet?

Do they actually eat up that bullshit?

You know, I could give a shit

whether you believe me or not.

Frankly, I'm too tired
to prove it to you--

Oh, there's proof now, huh?

How else would I know you have
twin moles on your inner thigh?

Anyone with 50 bucks
could tell you that.

Okay.

Forget that.

How about the fact that you prefer

the smell of skunk to flowers?

Or that you hate cilantro

because for some reason
unknown to you,

it reminds you of your step-sister?

Or that when you have an orgasm,
your toes go numb?

I'm sure all of your clientele
are privy to that.

You know?

Look, I just thought you should know.

Know what?

That you were happy once...

with me.

You know there's one
major hole in your story.

There's no fucking way
on this fucking planet

or any other, I would ever be
in some fucking sorority!

You were happy there.

Oh, you're crying?

You sure you don't want your wallet?

No, I don't need it where I'm going.

What, are you off to change everyone
else's life again? Is that it?

Maybe next time you'll
pop up in some mansion

while I end up in Tijuana
doing some donkey act.

You know what? I'm over it.

Every time I try to help someone

everything just goes to shit.

Well, don't give up now, slick.

Hell, you've already
done so much for me.

Why don't you go back in time

and save Mrs. Halpern and her baby?

And then maybe
Lenny wouldn't freak out

and ruin my family.

No, go back to when I was seven

and fuck me in front of
my daddy's video camera.

Straighten me out a bit.

You're on my bed. Get out!

Buddy, I thought it would be okay

what with you being sick and all.

I'm not going to say it again.

"The last thing I remember
before the blackout

was holding my hands
over Kayleigh's ears.

I think I was more focused
on her hands on mine

than on the mailbox
across the street."

Lady, stay back!
Don't go near the mailbox!

Idiots!

I mean it, woman! Get the hell back!

I'll save you, lady!

Goddamn it, I thought
I told you two to get out.

Oh, sorry, man. Did we wake you?

No, it's cool.

Okay.

It's really cool.

What the fuck is this?

- Please save his arm!
- Can you open up my locker?

- When do you want to go out?
- Can I come too?

Do you want me
to hold your popcorn?

Evan? Get a towel!
Get a towel!

Evan! Oh my God!

Evan! Evan! Evan!

Hey, where you going?

You ever notice Kayleigh's smile?
I love her smile.

Lenny's the best.

You guys make a great couple.

You ever think that I'll find someone?

Evan!

- Where are we going?
- We're taking you to the hospital, Evan.

- No, take me back.
- Sorry, your mom would kill me.

- Oh.
- You take me back, Lenny!

You owe me that much.

What are you geeks looking at?

It must be nice to be
so goddamed perfect, huh?

Fucking losers!
Lenny, help me!

Here, get him over.
Get him over.

Hey, Brian, how's your
head feeling, buddy?

I saw that girl you went home with.

Did she borrow
your razor this morning?

You're so bad.

Hey, there's Tommy.
Hey, Tommy! Tommy!

Hey, what's up, guys?

Hey, man, I did what you said.

We're pooling our student funds
with the hillel house

and we're having an awareness dance.

Oh, awesome. Maybe I can
spin my chair around

to a techno remix of
"Hava Nagila" till I puke.

Maybe we should be
getting to class now.

What's the point of Psych class now?

It's-- tomorrow I could wake up
a dirt farmer in Bangladesh.

Let's go for a stroll.

Bye, babe.

- Yippee.
- Bye, sis.

What's up with him?

So Tommy's really into this
Jesus freak thing, huh?

You know how spiritual he's gotten

ever since he saved
Mrs. Halpern and Katie.

He saved Mrs. Halpern?

Please. The twisted fuck.

Here, why don't we sit right here?

Want a granola bar?

Here, just--

Yeah, I gotta fix
these things or something.

Kayleigh...

Do you ever think about us?

I mean, do you ever wonder

if things might have been
different between us?

Sure, Evan.

You were the first person
I really ever cared about.

- I was?
- Yeah.

That's why when I was little,

I never went to live with my mother.

I don't get it.

When-- When my folks split up,

they gave me and Tommy a choice
of who we wanted to live with.

And I couldn't stand my dad.

But I knew that if I went
to move with my mom,

I'd never see you again.

I didn't know that.

So you still think about us...

together?

Well, it's crossed my mind
from time to time.

And?

Well, a lot of things
have crossed my mind, Ev.

I mean, I could play out the entire
movie of our lives in one second.

Boom, we fall in love.
We get married.

We have kids.
Our kids grow old, as do we.

Matching burial plots.
The whole thing.

Plah, it took a lot longer
to spit out than to imagine.

Things like that usually do.

So...

Do you think that
it might have worked?

Yeah.

I mean, but that's not
how things wound up.

I'm with Lenny.

Lenny is your friend

and--

and that's where it ends.

Well...

Would it make a difference

if I told you that

no one could possibly ever love anyone

as much as I love you?

I'm not saying that. I...

- Yeah.
- I'm not-- I'm just saying it like

if you were a girl,
would that be something

that you would want to hear?

Hold on one second. Lenny's calling.

I'll be right back, Ev, okay?

He's a little down...

I love you.

You forgot to put
the toaster on the ledge.

Lenny likes pop tarts.

You guys are all that matter now.

Man, I know it's hard,
but you can't give up.

I can't even fucking kill myself.

Don't talk like that.

All right, I've got
to get you out of here.

Visiting hours are almost over.

Did mom get transferred again?

What are you talking about?

She's been here the entire time.

Looking... good, kiddo.

Lung cancer?

You started chain smoking
when I blew myself up.

Sorry, Mrs. T, he's been acting
out of sorts lately.

I think I could fix this.

Fix?

I just need the journal entry
about the blockbuster.

Shit, no arms.

I never wrote it.

You're... acting... different.

No, he's just going through
tough times right now.

Mom...

You're going to be okay.

I can change it.

Um, maybe-- I wanna go down
to the chapel.

You're... acting...

just like your father.

Just 'cause he went crazy
when he was my age,

doesn't mean
I'm gonna go crazy, mom.

How... did...

you... know that?

You told me...

on Parent's Weekend, remember?

It wasn't me...

- Just...
- ...or you.

like... Jason.

You don't worry, mom,

I'm going to get you
out of here. Okay?

No.

You're not going to hurt anymore.

I'm going to fix it.

No.

No, no.

Are you sure you even packed it?

My mom packed it.

I think she sent
everything I ever owned.

- Is this it?
- Yeah.

What do you want it for?
I don't get you lately.

Duly noted.

Okay, I have to ask you
one last favor.

- What?
- I need you to be quiet.

I have to concentrate if I wanna
destroy the blockbuster.

What?
What, the blockbuster?

If I hadn't blown off my arms,

my mom would've never
started smoking in the first place.

Never mind. Just open it.

Turn it.

There.

"Today mommy is taking me to play

with Kayleigh and Tommy.

I will meet their father and see
what a real dad is like."

Now, how do I destroy the blockbuster?

Evan, what are you doing
with that knife?

Well, that didn't work.
Go on, turn it.

Turn it. There.

"I never wanted
to be in the movie anyway.

And it was cold so
I wanted to wear my clothes.

But Mr. Miller made me
take my shirt off."

In this part of the story,

Robin Hood has just married
maid Marian.

And they have to kiss and stuff,

like grown-ups do.

Wait, I need my belt.

Hey, don't even bother about a belt.

- Hey.
- Back off, fuckbag.

Amazing that word never fails
to make an impression with you.

Easy does it, Evan.

Don't be a bad boy
or I'll tell your mother

what a naughty little shit you are.

And I'll tell
Child Protective Services

about your little
kiddie porn endeavors.

One step closer and I'll
shove this up your ass.

- Hey, that's dangerous. You could blow off your hand.
- Been there, done that.

Hey!

- Sparkler.
- Kayleigh, no!

No!
Kayleigh, no!

Hey, man.

...good, kiddo.

I've got no choice but to commit you
to Sunnyvale institution...

Evan, you're gonna have to live
somewhere else for a while.

- A squashed butterfly.
- I'm so sick of this!

I want my mommy.

I think we should
up your medication.

Where are my goddamn books?

Hey, Evan, we're not supposed
to meet for another hour.

Where are my goddamn books?

Books?

My journals.

I-- I need them.

So, if you'd give 'em to me,
it'd help a lot.

It really hurts me
to go through this again.

There are no journals.

There never were.

It's part of the fantasy world
that your mind created

to cope with the guilt
of killing Kayleigh Miller.

Think, Evan, think.

You've created a disease
that does not exist...

alternate universes with colleges

and prisons and paraplegia.

I want my journals and I want 'em now!

And I know that you got 'em
and you're gonna give 'em to me!

You're not going to hide them
from me. I want them!

You're reminding me of your father.

He was always screaming
for a photo album

even though he never had one.

I'm so sorry.

A photo album?

Photos.

Evan?

The hemorrhaging--
The damage is irreparable.

Frankly, I'm surprised he still
has use of his motor functions.

Mom?

Um, did you remember to bring

those home movies
that we used to make?

Yeah, they're right here.

Good, because I really like
to watch them.

So that's good.

I think it's best we
transfer him to Bellevue

first thing in the morning.

"If anyone finds this,

it means that my plan didn't work

and I'm already dead."

He's not in his room.
Search the grounds.

Evan!? Over here!

"If I can somehow
go back

to the beginning
of all of this

I might be able to save her."

Jason, cut it out.
I'm trying to have a baby.

Go away.

Something's wrong!

It's killing me!

Make it stop! Oh!

Heart rate is decelerating.

What's happening?!

You have no lifeline, no soul.

You were never meant to be.

He's choking himself!

No!

Okay, let's do a rapid
sequence intubation

for C-section, !

Save him!

Not getting enough oxygen!

- We're losing him, we're losing him!
- No!

Before you were born,

I was pregnant three times,

but they were all stillbirths.

I kind of thought of you
as my miracle baby ever since.

Not again!

No!

I couldn't stand my dad,

but I knew that if I went
to live with my mom,

I would never see you again.

I'll never let you guys
out of my sight again.

Kayleigh and Tommy!

I missed you!

Yeah!

True happiness can only be
achieved through sacrifice.

...like the sacrifices
our parents have made.

- ...for us to be here today.
- Whoo-Hoo! Great! Tommy!