She Came Back (2024)

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- Donna your pants are ready.

- Where did I put my drink?

- Hi Mom!

- Hi! You look beautiful.

- Have you seen my bowtie?

- No. I don't know

where that is.

- Bubble time.

- Ah, okay.

- Whoo!

- Whoo!

- Bubbly for the groom to be.

All right.

Cheers!

- The final touches.

- Charlie.

Why aren't you dressed?

- Jesus, you scared

the hell out of me.

- Did you forget about

the wedding or something?

- No, weirdo.

- Come on. Get ready!

Wheels up in 20,

I'll be really pissed

if I have to go alone

with my mother.

- Yeah, I'll be ready.

- Let's go.

- Oh my God!

- Oh my God, whoops.

Mmm?

- What?

No!

- Mm-hmm!

- Uh-huh!

- Mm-hmm!

- Uh-hmm!

- Mm-hmm!

- No!

- Mm-hmm!

- Okay, not here.

There's too many eyes.

Oh. Oh, wow.

You are such a rebel.

- Mmm-hmm!

Oh, Hey. Want to look what

my boyfriend texted

this morning?

- Oh, your boyfriend,

the one who doesn't

know you exist.

- You know what,

you're just jealous

because I'm going to

have this in church, okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

- Mm-hmm.

- Leave me alone.

- Okay. Hurry up.

We've got something to do.

- Oh Emma.

I forgot to tell you.

There's an open bar tonight.

- Mm- hmm!

- You're welcome.

- 20 minutes.

- Okay.

- What are you doing,

I thought Emma was joking?

Your still in your pajamas.

- Dad, I'm almost ready.

- Your almost ready?

You haven't even started.

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- I know today

might feel a little weird.

Okay, maybe a lot weird.

- Mm-hmm!

- But I need you with me.

- I'm here.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

- Hey, Michael.

You should get to the church.

Charlie's fine.

I'll make sure she gets there.

She can come

in the limo with me.

- Oh, no, no, no.

It's okay.

Emma's mom said,

"That she would take me."

- Babe, would you just uh,

tell the guys,

that I'll be down in a second.

- Okay. Hurry up.

- Okay. You can go with Emma

under one condition.

- What?

- You promise not to walk me

down the aisle in your pajamas?

- Well okay, I better..

- All right.

- Yeah.

Hey Dad?

- Yeah.

- Isn't it bad luck to see

the bride in her dress

before the ceremony?

Oh, oh does that not count

the second time around?

- Yeah. Funny.

- Mmh!

- I love you.

- Love you too.

- Now get dressed.

- Uhh!

- Coming.

- Bye.

- I'll see you later.

- I'm not going to say it.

- How you doing, counselor?

How are you holding up

with this madness?

- Mmh.

Jury's still out.

- Jury really.

How much to bribe them?

I'll pay anything.

- I'm not sure if that'll

be neccessary.

- Hey. No, no, no, no.

Not so fast, mister.

You need to make an honest

woman of her first, okay.

- You invited her,

you remember that.

- My girl.

- Watch him, Donna.

He's sassy.

- Just in love with her vision.

Yes. Tick tock. I know.

- Let's go.

- You are bringing Charlie?

- Yes.

- She's bringing Charlie.

- I'm bringing Charlie.

That's all arranged.

Please go.

- I'll see you at the church

Mrs. McLeod.

- I like the sound of that.

- Go, go.

- Going.

- Goodbye. Thank you.

Go to the right church.

- It took me an hour and a half

to do my makeup.

- Oh yeah I know, it's not

as if I saw you taking like,

20,000 selfies.

Uh huh, no, not at all.

- Come on.

I'm your friend.

I've got to embarrass you.

- Uh huh, yeah,

don't think I forgot!

Do not think I forgot!

No it was so good.

- Okay.

Good, good, good.

- Is that a thistle?

That's a thistle.

Don't you whack me

with your bouquet, okay.

- I'm so sorry.

Do you wanna hear something?

- Okay.

- Okay.

Remember that b*at up

I got last week.

- Uh-huh.

- I made this.

- You made this?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Okay.

- Ice out,

iced out

Yeah I'm all drip

Headin' to the party

in my mama's own whip

And your girl got the blast

and you already sippin'

Showin' off these bars,

that I'm spittin'

- Oh you know, that

was actually really good.

-Right?

- Look at you go.

- Mm-hmm.

So, try one.

- Are you kidding?

I'm a little

too late for that, no.

- Come on. It's fun.

Do it.

- Okay. Okay.

My dad's getting married,

and it's time to celebrate.

Going to do a little speech,

I got to concentrate.

- Seriously?

- Look, I told you I can't.

I told you.

Come on.

That wasn't the worst.

- Okay, yeah the beats-

Okay, the b*at saved me.

Whatever.

- Okay, Mom, you do one.

Come on.

- Okay. No, you have to.

- Right?

- Right. Do it.

- Okay. Check this out.

Okay. Ready?

I got something.

Tonight we're going to party

Party all night

Bumpin' and grindin'

'til the morning light. Oh!

Oh, my God.

Are you guys okay?

Oh sh*t!

- Accident victim,

needs attention.

She lost a lot of blood.

- Blood pressure?

- 80 over 50 and dropping.

There's barely a pulse.

- What's her name?

- Charlie.

- Charlie stay with me

all right.

We got to stop the bleeding.

We got to get her stabilized

and up to the O.R.

- Regular heart rate.

- Come on Charlie.

I need that gauze,

where is that gauze?

Thank you.

- Sir! You need to wait.

- We're here.

- Charlie!

- Would someone

please get him out of there.

- Can I get some help here?

- That's my daughter.

- Sir, you need to

step outside.

- Blood suction.

- Hey guys, I'm losing her.

Come on. We got to go.

We gotta move.

Going down the drains,

come on.

- Mom.

- It's so good to see you.

Are you ready for an adventure?

- Charlie!

Charlie!

- Mom.

I can't believe this.

- 300.

Clear!

- Morning, Charlie.

Hope you had a good night.

Charlie?

Charlie!

Michael.

- Mom!

- She keeps saying it.

- Maybe she's saying something.

- Dad.

- Hey, babe.

I'm right here.

- I saw Mom.

- What?

- She was here.

- Bad little dream.

- No!

She was here.

She was so beautiful.

- You rest now, okay.

Just rest.

- Traumatic events,

often trigger

unusual dreams, Michael.

We've been down

this road before.

- That's kept her, she's

going through this again.

- Well, I'm concerned

that this could set off

another series of nightmares.

- Charlie never described

her Mom like this

it was always

in the car.

With the fire and screams.

Could it....

could it have happened the way

she said that it would.

Could...

Could this?

- I think you maybe spent one

too many sleepless nights

in a hospital chair.

Our priority should be getting

her back on her feet.

She needs to focus on healing,

- Michael.

Since Charlie has been through

two very similar events,

everything could be

heightened, more real.

Do you think

entertaining this belief

that she saw her

deceased mother?

Do you think this is good

for her recovery?

- She's right, Michael.

Let's not lose

the progress she's made.

-Yes, we have

made progress.

But Charlie has still

had a very difficult time

accepting her mother's death.

You know, Michael,

their bond was very strong.

- Okay.

Okay.

- Maybe she's dead.

- Ralphy, I don't think she

would be here, if she was dead.

- True.

- I'm going to go over here.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey hold the phone.

We have movement.

You don't look dead.

They said you d*ed, but you

don't exactly look dead to me.

What do you think, Joe?

- Um, she's alive, Ralphy.

Definitely alive.

- Joe's been here the longest,

so he'd know what

a dead kid looks like.

- Maybe we should

let her rest.

- So, so what happened?

- What?

- You d*ed, right?

What did you see?

- Did you see heaven?

- Maybe she was in hell.

Were you in hell?

- No.

- How do you know?

- Because I saw my mother.

- Bullshit.

- You saw your mother?

- Yeah, I saw her, too.

She was in here last week

with your Dad.

- What what are you

talking about?

- Yeah, they were right here

holding hands by your bed.

That's not my mother.

- Did you see my Mommy?

She d*ed two years ago.

- Oh, sorry.

No, no, it wasn't like that.

It was just me and her.

- So does your Mom know about

your Dad's new girlfriend?

- What?

What is wrong with you?

- You said you

saw your mom, right?

I just thought she might have

mentioned something about

your Dad's new GF?

- No, that wasn't

high on my list.

When I hadn't seen

my mother in years.

- So what did

you guys talk about?

- You must be

very special, Charlie.

- Hey, Joe,

we're all special in here.

Do you know how many kids

have come through here?

Tons. And they've all had

crazy effed up stories.

Some crazier than...

Hello.

Oh, hey, Jody.

What's up?

She's one of

the lucky ones, though.

She gets to go home tomorrow.

Come on, Joe.

Let's bounce

- Bye Charlie.

- I don't think you understand.

- What don't I understand?

- This is going to bring up

all of the same issues,

all over again.

- We have to let her talk

about what happened.

- Oh, Jesus.

Of course

we're going to let her talk.

I just think we need to try

and keep her grounded.

- You mean, like, control

what she believes?

- Oh, come on.

Don't do that.

- I'm not going to tell her

what to believe or what not to

believe about what happened.

We weren't there,

we don't know what happened.

- Okay.

Do you think she saw Claire?

Like, actually spoke to her?

- I don't know.

I don't know, maybe.

Maybe.

- If Charlie truly believes

that she saw Claire,

then she's going to go through

the grieving process

all over again.

Don't you get it,

if this wasn't all a dream,

then Claire is still here.

And if Charlie believes

that Claire is still here,

then where does that leave me?

- This has nothing

to do with you.

- Oh, that's so naive.

You're so naive.

- Hello?

Yes, this is Michael.

What? Okay, I'll be,

I'll be right there.

- We don't know yet.

The autopsy will give us more.

- Hey!

- Dad!

- You okay!

- Charlie, Jody's little

heart just gave out.

- I knew.

I knew.

Knew what baby?

- I wasn't scared of her.

I just wanted to tell her

what it was like.

being there with Mom.

But how would I know that

she was going to die?

How would I know that

Jody was going to die?

- Nurse.

- I knew. I knew.

- Okay.

- I knew.

- Get me one milligram

of Haldol

and give it as

an I.V. push, stat.

- Forget about it, okay.

Hey.

- Hey.

- How you doing?

- Oh, I'm a little stiff, but,

I'll be fine.

- Emma seems to be

bouncing back.

- Yeah. Yeah, she's,

she's pretty tough.

There have been

a few rough nights,

a couple of headaches,

hers and mine.

She um...

she keeps seeing

the truck hit Charlie,

so she wakes up screaming.

- Must have been terrifying.

- Listen, Michael um,

we haven't really had

time to talk

since the accident, but uh,

I'm so sorry.

I just feel like I-

Can you ever forgive me?

Because it just happened

so fast

and I didn't even

see it coming, and I-

- I know.

- I guess I was distracted.

- I don't know what I would

have done, if she...

- I know. I know, you care.

- I'm just so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- It's not your fault.

Okay. It wasn't your fault.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

- Hey!

You busy?

I'm Keith.

Mind if we

talk for a moment?

I understand you were in an

accident a few weeks ago.

I just

wanted you to know that

I was in an accident

when I was young, too.

Sometimes it's nice to talk to

people with similar experiences.

- You were in an accident?

- Yeah, when I was ten.

It wasn't a car accident, but,

I was pretty badly hurt.

I almost d*ed.

Actually,

I did die.

- Really?

- My heart stopped,

they told me

for over a minute.

What?

- 2:10.

- 2:10?

- I was dead for

2 minutes and 10 seconds.

- I guess you win.

- Felt way longer, though.

- Yes. I imagine 2 minutes

would feel like

a very long time indeed.

- Did um...

Did you um...

see anyone,

when you d*ed?

- My grandfather.

My favorite person

in the whole world.

He was still wearing

his old plaid shirt.

What about you?

- I saw my mother.

- Really?

- I don't remember what

she was wearing, though.

- I didn't, really care.

I just wanted to...

keep hugging her.

I was just holding her so...

tightly, and I...

didn't want to let go.

- You hugged her?

- Yeah.

Is that a bad thing?

- No, not at all. It's just...

I've talked to a lot of people

who had near-death experiences,

and no one's ever

mentioned physical contact.

- Hey kiddo,

found some smoothies.

Oh, sorry, I didn't realize

you had company.

Is everything okay?

- Everything's fine.

I'm Keith Mitchell.

- Hi. I'm Michael McLeod,

I'm Charlie's father.

Uh, what can we uh,

what can we

do for you Keith?

- I heard about Charlie's

near-death experience,

and I wanted to see her.

- You heard about it, uh?

- Yes, I'm often here

in the hospital.

People talk.

- Yeah, we're working

with a doctor,

Dr. Ivy on it.

- Judith Ivy is an

excellent psychiatrist, but uh,

this is far beyond

her expertise.

- But not yours.

- I specialize in

dissociative states of mind

and paranormal phenomena.

- Okay.

What's that got to do

with Charlie?

- I also have

extensive knowledge

of near-death experiences.

- Look, we...

we don't really know

what happened.

Charlie just needs

rest right now.

- Dad, it's okay.

- I know it's hard

to understand,

but what Charlie experienced

was very real.

- Look, it's like I said,

we're working with

Dr. Ivy on this.

But, I mean, in a week,

Charlie's going to be

coming back home

and everything is going to

get back to normal.

Right, kiddo?

So, yeah, anyway, thank you.

Thank you very much

for stopping by, though.

- Sure.

So here's my card.

If you have any

questions or concerns.

Give me a call any time.

Nice meeting you, Charlie.

- Bye.

- Surprise!

- Hi. Thank you for coming.

- Bitch!

- Hey!

So you divert

Mom's attention

and I'll be at the bar.

- Okay. You know, there's

a liquor cabinet in the kitchen?

- Hmm. That works too.

- Uh-huh!

- But I will have to

still distract them.

Okay, we'll figure it out.

- Yeah.

- I quit smoking,

I quit smoking recently.

So anytime I eat them

I can put that in my mouth.

- Love you.

Hey, hey guys, what is this,

a barn?

How you doing.

- I'm okay.

- You're okay?

- Hmm.

- You know,

I'm going to be your shadow

for like the rest

of your life, right?

Just an FYI.

You two

enjoy yourselves.

Ian, no, no, not that one.

That's ABBA.

- Oh already, okay I need

one of those.

- Yeah.

- You do. You do?

Yeah, you are you all right?

- I'm good. how are you?

- You're f*cked.

Missed you.

- Oh, right.

Oh, you want that?

Oh, I couldn't.

I couldn't.

- That's the last one.

- I would think so,

because...

- Charlie?

Charlie, what's the matter?

Sweetie, what's going on?

It's okay.

Can I get you some water?

- Yeah.

- Oh, it's getting

cold out there.

Hey, squirt.

How you doing, huh?

You okay, Charlie?

- Charlie?

I'm sorry Ian.

She's had a long day.

- Yeah, you must be,

you must be

exhausted, Charlie.

Uh, there's no

wine glasses out there.

I'll just bring these

out there and uh,

get some more pat.

I'm going to stop

calling you, squirt.

I don't know why I....

- Charlie, what is going on?

- Uncle Ian.

It's just like with Jody.

I'm warm and, and, and...

- Hey, what's going on?

Oh, hey kiddo.

Oh.

Hey, I'm going to get you

to your room, okay.

- So the first time was with

the little girl in the hospital?

- Yes.

Um...

She came into my room

the night before she d*ed.

- What was it like?

- It's hard to describe.

It's the same feeling I had

when I d*ed.

It was warm.

- And the only other time

you experienced this...

was with your Uncle Ian.

- Have you ever encountered

anything like this before?

- No, not specifically, but,

every near-death

experience is unique.

Some people...

find their senses

are heightened more acute.

Others develop a greater

sense of spirituality.

It all depends on

each person's connection.

- Connection?

- When someone dies,

when Charlie d*ed,

she experienced a

different plane of existence.

On some level,

she still remembers

that feeling.

So when she's in

the presence of someone

approaching death...

she feels it.

Somehow, she still

has a connection...

to that other

plane of existence.

- Will it go away?

- My experience

tells me it will.

But there's no way of knowing.

- So until then, what do we,

what are we supposed to do?

- I'd like to continue

talking with Charlie.

Get some more details,

run a few tests.

- What do you think?

- He's a quack.

No, let me rephrase that.

He's a dangerous quack.

- Oh Donna,

I need your help with this.

- No, I'm sorry.

I can't.

I can't be complicit,

while you and that man, f*ck

around, with Charlie's mommy.

She needs help, Michael.

Real help.

This kind of bullshit's

not good for anyone.

What if his crap

makes it worse?

What if she needs...

to be put in an institution.

- Donna you're

being ridiculous?

- Do you actually think

you're helping her?

Didn't you see

that she's a mess.

- Yes, I can see it.

I'm doing the best I can.

- This is your best.

- What do you want

from me, huh?

I don't understand

what this f*cking is.

But she,

she likes him.

She thinks he can help her.

- I think we can do better.

- What, like pump her

full of dr*gs,

so she can't

remember anything?

- Michael, if she

needs medication,

she should get it.

- I know my daughter,

she is not crazy.

You just don't understand.

- I don't understand.

I'm here, Michael.

I have been here.

How dare you.

- Sorry.

Sorry.

- Forget it.

Go make sure she's okay.

- Hi guys.

I'm gonna go to Charlie's.

- Okay.

- Bye Mom.

- Bye.

Not going to

help me at all, okay.

- Hey, girl.

- Hi, gorgeous.

- How are you?

- I'm good. How are you?

- I won't even show you

that one again.

- Oh my God, please don't.

- That's so gross.

- Interesting.

- No it's gross!

Oh, my God.

- He sounds like

a creeper, though.

- No, it's not like that.

- Talking about death

all the time is really creepy.

- Not at all.

- So what's happening

with the wedding?

Mmm, he's cute.

Mm-hmm.

I'm obsessed.

Your Dad and Donna

are they still getting married?

Charlie?

- Hmm?

Oh, uh, I don't know.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

f*ck it.

Charlie, why,

why didn't you stay?

We're supposed to be together.

Charlie!

- Charlie!

- Charlie!

- Come on, Emma.

Emma? Emma?

Emma, wake up.

Michael!

Emma?

Emma? Oh my God.

Michael.

- I don't know.

Emma hold on.

Charlie, what happened?

- Get her pulse.

Charlie?

Charlie, look at me.

Charlie, what happened?

- She's going to be okay.

- Yeah, I'll tell her.

I'll tell her.

Okay, thank you for calling.

- So you think it's been

Claire this whole time?

- Yes. Claire's the connection.

Obviously, Charlie's

near-death experience

had a huge effect

on Claire as well.

- They we're very close.

- So my mother

was inside Emma?

- Yes.

I think she used them as hosts

to communicate with you.

Your mother's closest

connection to our world

is someone approaching hers.

Though I wouldn't rule out

her being able to

communicate through anyone.

- Good so you have

an answer for everything.

- What about the burn?

- There's so much we don't

understand about life and death

and how they

relate to each other.

- Oh, so that

you don't know about?

- The two worlds

don't exist on the same plane.

They're not supposed to.

They're completely

different energies.

That's why there'll

always be friction

when they try to coexist.

That's why the air

is always warm

when Claire's near Charlie.

The energies create friction.

I'm sure she had no intention

of trying to hurt Charlie.

- Wow!

- How would you explain it?

- I would explain it as...

Emma had a seizure

related to the accident

that she was just in.

- What about the others?

- It could be

in her head, Michael.

- I didn't make this up.

- No, I know, Charlie.

But you were in

a very bad accident.

You had severe head injuries.

- I know what I saw.

- What about what Emma said?

Asking Charlie

why she didn't stay with her?

- Emma had no idea

what Claire said to Charlie

during her

near-death experience.

- No one had any idea

what Claire said to Charlie

during her

near-death experience.

Because it didn't happen.

- Dad?

- What about the burn, hmm?

- Charlie could have

done that to herself.

- What is wrong with you?

- Just because

you don't believe it

doesn't mean

it isn't real.

- Judy, do you have a minute?

- Donna?

Everything okay?

- No, not really.

- Charlie?

- Yeah.

She had another

episode last night.

Judy, she's barely coping.

She needs help.

- Where is she now?

- She's home with Michael.

- Does he know,

you're here?

Donna?

- He's too close to see

what's happening.

- Yes.

- Hi.

I'm sorry to bother you.

I wondered if I might have

a moment of your time.

- I'm sorry.

I'm just not interested.

- I'm not selling anything,

it's about your daughter.

- What about her?

- Her ability.

- Ability.

- She's in danger.

Judy, you need to step in.

Michael, has Charlie seeing

some parapsychologists,

named Keith Mitchell.

He's going to do

serious damage.

- You work at

the hospital, right?

I saw you

in the emergency room.

- I have a daughter, Taylor,

and she's very sick,

we don't know what's wrong,

but she's not

getting any better.

- Let's get her

into a hospital.

Where she can get

some real help.

Where we can figure out

what's really going on

inside of her head.

- I don't know what you heard.

- Just bring her

by the house

maybe she'll know something.

- Listen, it's not a good idea

for Charlie to see-

- I'm begging you.

- Dad.

- I'm begging...

- I want to see her.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Room's at the top of the stairs.

- Dad.

It's okay.

- I'll be right here.

- Are you Charlie?

- Yeah.

- Thank you for coming.

- Sure.

- You're in my house.

- You know, why I'm here.

- You really d*ed?

What was it like?

- Lonely.

- My Daddy's

going to be sad when I die.

Doctor's dont know

what's wrong with me?

- Sophie.

How do you know...

you're going to die?

- I don't know.

You're still.

- Maybe you won't.

Maybe you'll be oh--

- Charlie!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

- Mom?

- Yes, it's me.

It's okay.

Come with me.

Charlie!

I love you.

- Sophie.

I'm sorry.

I'm so tired.

Thank you for coming.

- You're going on

a great adventure.

Dad.

Can we go?

- Yeah.

What happened there?

- It really is her.

It's Mom.

- Charlie?

- No, I know,

I know it sounds crazy,

but it's, it's her.

I know it.

- What did she say?

- Oh, she uh...

she said we should be together.

- What does that mean?

- I don't know.

I mean, I don't understand

what's happening.

And why,

why is she doing this?

- You have to stop Charlie.

You have to stop

listening to these voices.

- I'm scared.

- It's okay, you don't need

to be scared, okay?

I'm right here and I'm not

going anywhere.

- But I miss her so much.

And I think about her

all the time.

- I know you do.

I know.

Charlie, there are

some things you need to know

about your Mum.

She was uh...

- She was what?

Dad?

Charlie your mother didn't die

the way you think she did.

- No. I know how she d*ed.

- I know you were in

the car with her, but...

Charlie, it wasn't an accident.

Your Mum suffered

from severe depression.

And she had terrible

hallucinations about...

you being taken away from her.

- No, no, that's not true,

- Charlie, she was

heavily medicated

the last

few years of her life.

- Dad. Stop!

- She was in and out

of institutions.

- No, No, she wasn't.

She was at home.

She was with us.

- Do you not remember,

she was away all the time?

- I know she went on

business trips sometimes, but.

Oh.

- So sorry.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Because you were so young.

I didn't know how.

And then I didn't want to.

I didn't think it mattered.

- Didn't matter.

- Charlie, she was gone.

And she loved you so much.

I didn't...

I wanted you to remember

the good things.

- You should have told me.

- I'm sorry.

- I don't want to go home.

- Charlie.

- Charlie. Charlie.

- Hey, what's going on?

- It's Emma.

She's gone.

She just...

her heart stopped,

for a little bit.

- Chloe, it's okay,

it's okay.

- Thank you.

- Okay. Don't panic,

don't panic.

It's a funeral.

Dead people.

- Charlie!

What are you waiting for?

- Charlie?

- It's time,

you must come down.

- Charlie, we're suppose

to be together!

Don't you want me?

I want to be with you.

Come with me!

- You sure about this?

- It's just a mild sedative

to keep her comfortable.

We'll keep

an eye on her overnight.

You guys should go home

and get some rest.

- No, I'll stay.

Thanks.

- Should I get a cup of coffee.

- Yeah, sure.

- Hey, Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie?

- Mmh!

- You okay?

What are you doing back here?

- I think I'm crazy?

- What did you do?

- I don't know.

- Don't worry.

I'll protect you.

- Hi, Joe.

- Hi.

- I heard Charlie was back.

- She's sleeping?

- So I see.

They've sedated her.

It's late.

You should go back to your room.

- I can't.

- Why not?

- I told Charlie

I'll protect her.

- Well...

then I guess you'll have to help

me get her out of here.

We're going to bust her out?

- Yes!

- Okay. I'll go grab her

a wheelchair then?

- No, no.

She's too weak to sit up.

We don't want anyone to see us,

I'll carry her.

Check the hall!

Make sure it's clear.

- Uh, you forgot

her seatbelt.

- It's okay,

I'm a good driver.

- If she's not wearing hers,

I'm not wearing mine.

- Okay. You're the boss.

- Keith?

- We're close now, Charlie.

- You must be well.

This is the best day of my life.

- Where, where are we going?

- Home.

- No. No. No.

- He said it was okay.

- No, get it on.

- He said it was okay.

- No, just put it on.

- Doesn't matter!

- Try!

- Charlie?

- Oh! Help me!

Come on!

- Where you think

you're going?

She's not going to stop.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Shouldn't we wait for Keith?

- No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, come on.

Hey, come on.

Joe, seriously.

come on. please keep going.

- No.

I'm tired.

- Come on.

Joe, please.

We have to keep going.

Come on,

come on, buddy.

Not this, okay?

Stand up, ready?

Joe, I need you

to stay awake for me.

- Why?

- Dad!

Dad, Dad...

- Hey, why aren't you

in your room?

Hey, take it easy,

take it easy, it's okay.

- Dad.

- Take it easy,

take it easy.

- Why won't you die?

- Oh.

Why are you doing this?

- Because I love you.

Yeah.

- Dad get away from him.

- Charlie run.

- Stay out of this.

- Dad?

- Run, get out of here.

Charlie, go!

- You bastard.

- Get off!

No!

- Charlie?

- No!

Donna?

Go find Charlie.

- Hey, bitch,

stay away from my daughter.

- What the f*ck?

- Hey!

Come on!

- Donna, go!

Leave her alone!

- I want my daughter

- Come on.

I need your help.

- No, no, no.

Get away.

- Charlie.

Charlie wait.

Charlie! Charlie!

Charlie!

Run Charlie run!

- Hello!

- Mom?

- You Mommy's not here.

- But you can stay with me

if you're scared?

Oh, do you have to go?

- What's all

the commotion in here?

Come on, little miss, it's time

for you to get back to bed.

Can I help you?

- Can you

give me a hand here?

- Yeah.

- You know I never stop.

- Oh! Oh!

Is it love?

I know a way--

- Aah! Noo!!

Mommy.

Please.

Please!

Who is with you?

- You were going to

take me too.

You're not my mother!

- My mother's gone forever!

- What was that sweetie?

I. Need. You.

- Charlie!

- Hello?

Hello?

Is there anyone here?

- We need a paddle.

Go, go, go!

- Oh! Oh, my God.

- Holy sh*t!

Are you okay?

Are you guys okay?

- What the f*ck, Mom?

- I'm sorry.

I didn't see it.

- It's 5:00 somewhere.

- What?

- Nothing. Let's just

get to the wedding.

It's not funny.

- Yeah!

- Come here you.

High five!

- I love you sweetie.

- I love you too.

Look at you.

- Not bad.

- Charlie!

Charlie!

- Hey. Can we get um,

a group picture

on the stairs there maybe?

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie!