Presence (2024)

[bunniefuu]

sh*t. Are you kidding me?

Oh sh*t.

Hello!

Hi. Sorry.

Have you been here long?

I'm always early.

Here, you can

have a look at that.

Thanks. Um, I just want to

confirm the school district.

North. I would not have shown

it to you otherwise.

Also, excuse how bare it is

at the moment...

I just haven't had the time to

dress it since...

-it's not even on the market.

-Wow.

So you are the first family to

see it and the demand in...

this area has just gotten so

out of hand.

Have a look around.

Let me know if you have

any questions.

Great. Thank you.

Of course.

Make yourself at home.

Oh, it's beautiful, right?

This is a 100 years old.

Like original with the house,

of course.

It's silver nitrate glass.

Like they don't even make

it anymore.

It just has a totally

different quality

to the light.

It's an antique.

I mean, it's spectacular.

It's the heart of the home

in my opinion.

-Done deal. I mean, right?

-I don't know that yet.

We're the first people

to see it.

The second people are

going to buy it.

I mean, it's impossible

to find anything in

this district.

-Yeah, I know.

-He has to go to North.

-I am aware.

-He can swim four-event.

He'll be top of every

heat sheet.

I think that's Poplar

across the alley.

If they win State,

he can write his own ticket.

Yeah, Poplar has a, uh,

fire station.

We'll get 600 at least

for the other place.

Fire stations mean sirens.

We'll get boned on the rate,

but we'll re-fi in 12 months.

Is it too soon?

What, for Tyler?

Swim season doesn't even

start until November.

For Chloe.

I mean, it's life.

-Actually, it's death.

-Honey, she'll be fine.

Change is good.

Oh, hey! So, eight and a

quarter, 30 day escrow...

25K repair fund,

our discretion.

-Your wife is a smart lady.

-Yeah.

A 30 day loan contingency,

but I'll lift it if I have to.

Oh yeah. Yeah, I'm taking

your anchor spot.

I'm sure we can work

something out.

-Anybody else get a vote?

-Just let her do her thing.

You know how this goes.

Bro, it's done. Deal with it.

So what is this area though?

A kind of a living room?

Go take a look around.

I kind of see this as

the den, the living area.

I mean, it could be

anything you want

it to be though.

The house just has

so much potential.

Wow. I mean, look at

how much light there is.

It's so much of the

original charm.

I feel like the renovations

would be so minimal.

You could probably just

move right in.

I don't think it needs renovating.

It's perfect.

It really is.

It would never

happen with Dutton, man.

- I promise you.

- So full of sh*t.

Oh my God.

Okay. Tell me when.

Show me one time.

The Green Bay

game. Did you even watch it?

Green Bay game.

This dude--

Hey,

start upstairs.

Green Bay game.

- That was three years ago.

- Still counts.

Oh my God.

It's Sherwin-Williams

"Breezy." It's the front

driveway side.

All right,

all right.

Yo, look, he's a

bum!

Yeah, I get it.

Bum,

bum, bum, bum, bum.

Thought you'd be done in here.

I thought I'd be done

in here too, but that was...

before I was doing

it all myself.

Where's Roberto?

He's priming the master.

Why the f*ck isn't he in

here helping you?

Uh, he wouldn't come in.

What do you mean he

wouldn't come in?

He said, "I'm not going in

that room."

That's what he said.

This is insane.

- Hey.

- Hey, how did it go?

Fine.

I don't want

to know that.

Dave, the whole point

is I don't know that.

I scaled the sh*t out of the

first two and a half...

without knowing.

Why would you--

Tell Carlos. Tell him.

I don't care.

I am so f*cking...

layered on this. Well, I'm

sleeping at night, okay?

Yeah--

I am f*cking sleeping at night.

Don't increase the...

attack surface on this. That

would be a bad idea.

Well, I got to go.

Yeah, I got to go.

What kind of trouble?

It's complicated.

I'll get out of it.

I always do.

Why are you

even telling me?

I shouldn't know

sh*t like that.

I just want you to

know that everything I've...

done, every single thing

has been for you.

Mom, what are you--

No, no. Nobody has ever meant

to me what you have.

Okay.

From the moment I knew I was

pregnant with you...

Listen, I knew my

purpose in life.

-This child must be protected.

-What?

No, no. No, really.

No. I never felt...

this close to another

human being ever.

What about Chloe?

Yeah. No. I mean, of course.

It's just...

It's just different.

I-- Listen, Ty, I just

want you to know that

in the end...

it was all for you.

All what is for me?

All I'm saying is that it's

okay to go too far for

the people...

that you love. That's all.

Mom.

Just do what you think

you have to do.

Doesn't matter how big the

mistake is. If you make it...

for the right reason, you can

live with yourself.

That's all.

Go to bed, Mom.

Nadia?

Clo, you okay?

I'm sorry.

-It--

-Was that a scream?

I-I thought I saw something.

A mouse.

Oh. Great.

-Sorry.

-Uh, do you want me to look?

No, no. I was wrong.

-Okay, you sure?

-I'm sure. Sorry.

Yeah. Okay.

You see the way she

jumps at...

loud noises on the street?

Who doesn't?

This is...this is

different.

So she's got

some anxiety.

Like Chloe's always been

a nervous kid.

Maybe we

should test her.

Yeah, sure,

you tell her.

No, she doesn't have to know.

We can take a hair

out of her brush.

You're going down a

rabbit hole.

Look, she knows that the same

people that Nadia knew--

The same sh*t is

still out there.

Nadia smoked pot from the time

she was, what, 11 years old?

Chloe is not her. She's got

her head on

straighter than that.

You know, it only takes one

time. Just once.

That's two dead kids in

two months, okay?

I got to finish this.

She just stopped breathing.

Dead in her own bed.

Can you imagine the parents

finding her?

Chris, please. I have to get

this in. I have a deadline.

Chloe has stopped talking.

She's so inward.

Okay, so do you want

to try a different medication?

Maybe.

What about a

different therapist?

Yeah. I just want to fix this.

Sweetie, there is

no fixing it.

And she can't take us all

down with her.

Look at you. You're a mess.

Time. That's the only thing

that will help.

Have you ever noticed that

your advice always

corresponds...

exactly with us not having to

do anything at all?

-At all?

-I...

At all.

Got it.

At all.

Hey, Howard. It's, uh,

Christopher Payne.

Long time no talk. Um...

I have kind of a weird

legal question on--

- I don't know who else to ask.

- Um...

So I would love to ask you.

Uh, whenever you

have a moment.

Thanks. Hope you're

doing well.

My sister's here too,

but she'll like hang up here.

- Oh, you got a sister?

- Yeah. She's chill.

Oh, that's her room?

Yeah. You want

to say hi?

Sure.

This is Ryan.

Hey.

Hey.

Dude.

Don't even.

Nah, but for real though.

Seriously.

All right. No smoke, no smoke.

I'm just saying.

Yeah.

Listen. Uh, so next week we

can do a party or something.

And then, uh, I was thinking

Max could come, Eric.

Yeah, I'm down.

Full party or kickback?

I think we do like a

kickback type sitch.

What's the

opposite of that?

Like rager.

So that's what I want

to do. A rager.

I mean, what can you

get? Like...

Like what addicts get.

My dad's a pediatrician,

he's never home.

But he's a pharmacist and so I

have any drug...

Well, that sucked.

Oh no. It's not done?

No, they are dug in.

They're like a dead nerve.

Oh that's so annoying.

And I don't know what the

next move is.

Sorry.

I guess we just wait for

them to counter.

What are you up to?

Um, I got some weird virus.

Just got to...

blank everything.

What kind of virus?

Uh, I don't know. I must've

clicked on one of those...

"Your Amazon account has

been frozen" things.

I love the bad grammar

in those things.

Yeah, I'll be down in a few.

"We regrets to advice you

your accounts is fraud."

Oh! Um, Tyler won the 400.

And both his solos.

-Oh.

-So just let him tell you.

I, uh...

I got another name for,

uh, for Chloe today.

Yeah, Tommy's therapist, um,

knows somebody.

A woman. Maybe that's what she

needs so...

she'll feel like she

can open up.

Uh-huh. Uh, time is

what she needs.

Two kids. You have two kids.

Yeah, I have a very clear

memory of each of them...

coming out of my body.

Yeah, thanks for the reminder.

Hey, hey.

- Hi.

- How was your day?

Moderate to below average.

Hey. Mine too.

Uh, you want a burrito?

Love one.

I will order.

All right.

Hey, buddy. You want a

burrito?

I'll take that as a yes.

Howard. Hey. Yeah.

Thanks so much for

getting back to me.

Just give me one sec, okay?

Hey. Yeah.

Yeah, good.

Good, good. No, no.

The return looks great.

Yeah, it looks good.

Yeah, no, it was just this

legal thing. I don't

know how to...

phrase it, I guess. Um, a, uh,

friend of mine came to me...

with this legal issue and it

was just over my

head and then--

And I, um, I didn't know who

else to bring it to.

Okay, yeah. Um...

if one person in a marriage

is into something, uh...

something that isn't strictly

legal, what are the...

implications for the other

spouse?

The non-involved spouse.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Yeah, no, I think it's a

hypothetical...

"what if" kind of thing.

Yeah, he didn't want to give

me a lot of details obviously.

Uh-huh.

Okay. And, um...

And what if they were

legally separated?

Yeah.

Me? Oh. Um...

I am, uh, if I'm honest, I'm

not doing that great.

I'm-I'm f*cking coming

apart is what I'm...

Yeah, everybody, everything,

everybody's coming apart.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, thanks.

Yeah.

- That's true.

- Hmm.

- You got a brother.

- Tyler.

You sure?

Not for a couple hours.

- You thirsty?

- No thanks.

p*ssy.

You are so cool.

More proof.

You want to see my room?

I saw it.

You're so

f*cking weird.

Girl tries to get you to drink

and see her room

and you say...

"I saw it"? Oh my God.

So you may not be aware, and

maybe this isn't something...

you can hear, but your brother

has a mean streak.

Tyler has a

mean streak? How?

He's got this prank he wants

to play on Simone.

It's pretty harsh.

Why Simone? She do something?

Um...

Tick, tick, tick....

Fine. Show me your

stupid room.

This is strong as sh*t.

Yeah. Trainwreck.

Hits quick, but mellows fast

if you just sit with it.

You actually print

out pictures?

I'm so f*cking old school.

You knew her. Right?

Yeah.

She was your friend.

Best friend.

I met her once. I think.

At a party maybe.

What's it like?

What's what like?

I never had anybody die.

Scary.

And it goes on.

What do you mean?

Like the world cracks apart.

And you fall into this hole.

And the sides are mud.

And you can't get out.

And you wonder where they are.

And you wonder what it would

be like if you were there too.

I'm sorry.

Like you want to be in the

room with them when

it happened.

Not to stop it, but to go too.

I think I did maybe.

Or she stayed.

Or wants to come back.

Oh this is f*cked

up. I'm not making any sense.

No, I'm sorry I asked.

Nobody else does.

What was it like?

Do you think?

Oh for her?

Yeah.

I don't f*cking know.

She do it on purpose maybe?

No.

No, she just got

some bad sh*t.

Sometimes I think about it.

I think she's here.

What?

Nadia. Is here.

Where?

Nothing. Nowhere.

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

Hey, it's okay.

Oh hey, it's cool.

It's all cool.

This is going to go exactly

how you want it to. Okay?

Okay?

Listen.

My whole life, everybody else

makes decisions but me.

You know, I've never been

in charge of my own sh*t.

Not once.

And my mom?

She's like f*cking

Beth Jarrett.

Oh you don't know.

You'll read that junior year.

You don't know.

I decide nothing.

I'm in charge of nothing.

I'm f*cking RyanBot 9000.

And sh*t gets so dark.

I carried a razor blade in

my glove for six months.

I'm nothing.

I decide nothing.

Hey, but this?

With us? This is you.

This is all going to be you.

Okay? You decide.

What the f*ck was that?

Bar pulled

out of the wall.

Cheap-a*s drywall.

Oh f*ck.

-What? What's wrong?

-Nothing.

-What happened?

-Nothing, nothing, nothing.

What happened?

It's the weed.

Okay.

What do you mean

"seen anything"?

Pretty much

what I said.

Like what?

Or felt anything.

Like sensed it.

Tyler--

I mean, it can't--

I just can't--

It's a simple

question, you guys. Yes or no.

- "No" is fine.

- Listen to me...

No, I-I haven't felt

or sensed anything

unusual here.

Do you mean like a...

A presence.

No. Have you?

Yes.

Can you elaborate?

I'm not sure I want to.

Okay, maybe...maybe you

and me can talk later.

At first I just sensed it and

then things moved.

-Moved?

-Yes.

-What things?

-A lot of things.

-Jesus Christ.

-I saw it.

You saw it? You saw

things move?

I saw the aftermath.

And there's a feeling I get

and sometimes it's

really strong.

-What feeling?

-Athazagoraphobia.

I don't think I know that

word. What does that mean?

It's the fear of being

forgotten or ignored and

I-I can feel it.

It's here. In the house.

Oh for Christ's sake!

Seriously! What the f*ck?

-Whoa!

-I get it that you guys...

have to listen to this sh*t,

but I don't.

You're seeing sh*t? Are you

f*cking serious right now?

-Hey, hey, hey, knock it off.

-No, it's f*cking ridiculous!

This is just another way she's

going to make me...

look like a f*cking idiot.

You're already crushing

that, as*h*le.

Guys. Come on,

let's de-escalate this.

You f*cked me up with your

sh*t last year, but

you won't...

f*ck me up this time.

What is it?

Huh?

Just say it.

You think your dead f*cking

drug-addict friend...

-is like haunting you?

-Too far, Tyler.

Is that it? I'm getting

somewhere, okay?

That guy Ryan? He's huge

at this school.

And he came to me

to be friends.

Do you even get how

massive that is?

No one is trying to

embarrass you.

That is not

anyone's intention.

-Too f*cking late!

-I hate you!

-I f*cking hate you so much!

-You're a f*cking...

psychopath, that's

what you are!

Hey, I'm not going

to live like this!

I-I will not. I refuse.

Do you understand? Now

just take it down.

Hopeless.

Will you go talk to him,

please?

Hey. You got a second?

Sure.

It's possible I was

an as*h*le.

I'm not the one

you need to tell.

I did.

And what'd she say?

"Get out of my room."

Maybe try

again later.

Whatever.

You're going to be waiting a

long time to fix that...

relationship if you

don't do it now.

I didn't talk to my sister for

six years after high school.

Got it.

Hey. She's been through

a lot, Tyler.

Oh please.

Reality was never exactly been

her thing to start with...

know what I'm saying?

Now she's on the freak and you

pay attention to her for it.

She's looking for weird sh*t,

so she sees it.

That's what this is.

She knew both of them.

The girls who died.

I thought just Nadia.

The other one too.

Just a little, but still.

f*cking idiots

putting sh*t in their bodies.

-Okay.

-No powders, no pills.

-If it grows in

the earth, fine.

-Okay.

-But if it comes from a lab...

-I should actually get to bed.

Make her piss in a cup.

-Hey, I know how to do my job.

-Well, then do it, Dad.

I'm telling you. She's f*cked

in the head...

and it's not the dead

friend sh*t.

There's an excellent man

inside of you Tyler.

I would love to see him soon.

I ironed your blue blouse.

Oh.

-Thanks.

-Mm-hmm.

Oh, um...

Have a nice day.

- But that's important, right?

- Uh-huh.

You got to know that this

Simone, man, she's

a f*cking...

nightmare, so she totally

had it coming.

I mean the way she fronted

on Derek's buddy.

And you know Derek's not

going to take that.

- No.

- I mean, he is hilarious...

that guy. f*cking hilarious.

We knew what you meant

without the modifier.

- Uh...

- But go ahead.

So she gets a text and

she's like, "Who is this?"

And he writes back,

"Jimmy-boy, come on."

And she must have checked his

number with

somebody else and...

of course it comes up that

it's real because

Derek cloned...

-Jimbo's phone... Yeah.

-Cloned? How did he do that?

-With an OTA and a re-router.

-What?

I mean, the guy's a f*cking

genius. It's crazy.

It doesn't even emphasize

anymore, the word.

Remarkable.

Your generation. I mean--

I know! So she texts

back and she's all into it...

because, you know, he's

way out of her league.

But you know he's pushing her

and he's charming as sh*t.

And she sends him the picture

because you know people--

Well, I don't love that.

Hang on, I'm not done. He's

not in it for the picture.

That's just like, she'd

expect it, you know?

So he says, "God,

you're so hot.

Do you want to meet

up tomorrow?"

And she's all over that sh*t.

And so he says...

"Great. How about the theater

loft after seventh period?

"And hey, why don't you wear

that puppy shirt?

"You're super hot in that."

And she's so into him. Man,

she's--

He didn't keep the

picture, did he?

What? No. No, no. I don't

think so. Probably not.

But hang on.

So, this is the best part.

So we go, like all of us

up to the theater loft.

Have you ever been up there?

-No.

-Of course you haven't.

Anyways, so we're up there,

like eight of us.

- Eight of you?

- Eight of us back...

behind the racks of stuff and

we're like going to fall out.

But we're doing our best...

because now we can hear her on

her way up the stairs and...

she's all like, "Derek, are

you here? Derek, I

wore the shirt."

What's that sound?

And we all jump out and we're

like "Derek! I wore

the shirt!"

Oh my God. You guys

are so mean.

Hey, this girl Simone totally

had it coming. So somehow...

- everybody heard about it.

- Yeah, somehow.

And all day today in the

hallway, everybody's like...

"Hey, nice shirt. Hey, Simone,

did you wear the shirt?

"Hey, nice doggie

shirt, Simone."

So how'd the picture get out?

What?

That's-That's the text?

Oh wow. I--

It wasn't me.

Wait. Wait.

Why do you have that?

Because he posted it

on the internet.

I've never seen that

picture. I'm serious.

Don't even try to lie

right now.

Neither one of you

should have that on

your phone.

It was definitely

not me.

Why am I getting in

trouble for this?

Neither one of you

should have something...

like that on your phone.

What the f*ck?

What is that, Chris?

Is someone upstairs?

Hey!

- What is that?

- Wait!

What the f*ck?

Jesus Christ!

- Holy sh*t!

- Hey. No, stay back!

- Oh my God!

- My f*cking trophies!

Chloe! Chloe!-

It's her.

It's Nadia.

-What are we gonna-- What--

-Just give me a second.

-I'm not going back in there.

-Just let me think

for a minute.

Are you serious right now?

f*ck off, I need this.

-Since when do you smoke?

That cigarette doesn't

stand a chance.

How can you be so

f*cking calm about this?

I tried to tell you.

God, you're even f*cked

up when sh*t's crazy.

Hey, you know what? You come

at your sister like that...

...one more time and...

-Hey, ease up.

...I'm going to come at you.

No.

I am serious. Get off her

back and stay off it!

And it wouldn't k*ll you to

stand up for her one time.

All right? One time!

Okay, so

that happened.

What do we do now?

Who do we talk to about this?

I mean, for real.

Can we tell anybody?

How do we just walk back in

there? Seriously.

How do we just go back

into our house?

-She doesn't mean harm.

-What?

Who? Who doesn't mean harm?

We all know who.

-How do you know?

-It trashed my room.

But how do you know?

I just do. The same way I can

just kind of look into her.

-And what do you see?

-I see her.

Well, no, not-not exactly.

I feel her.

And it usually happens when

I'm alone and this

is-this is the...

first time it's

happened with people.

Hey, she doesn't

want to hurt anybody.

It's the opposite.

I think she wants to help.

-This is an insane

conversation.

-f*cking A it is.

There is mystery, Tyler. There

is mystery in this world.

-We are not safe here.

-Finally. No, we're not.

Leave if you want.

You can all move out.

I'm not going anywhere.

-I'll stay.

-This is f*cked up.

I'm not going to be part

of her insane sh*t.

-I'm not.

-Hey, I told you once!

Aren't you interested

just a little bit?

I mean, isn't there some part

of you that thinks...

maybe, just

maybe, that this is

the most...

fascinating thing that has

ever happened to

you in your...

entire stupid f*cking life?

I mean, come on.

Don't ignore that.

Are you seriously that afraid?

You'll be okay, Tyler.

I promise.

So...

Okay.

Yeah? Okay,

that would be amazing.

Great.

Yeah, thanks. Bye.

Okay. Um, first of all, Cece

says that there have never...

been any reports of any

incidents like this in...

our house before. Ever.

And she is bound by law

to tell us if there were.

But what's interesting is...

her sister-in-law, um...

knows things.

Uh, senses things.

Whoa, wait, she's a psychic?

No. No, she has...she has

more of, um...

a second sight, is what

Cece called it.

Um, and she said that she

could maybe bring her here...

to see if she could help us.

So she's a

professional psychic.

No, she's a regular lady

with a regular job. She just--

She does stuff like this, uh,

for friends and family.

Friends and family.

- Yeah.

- Really.

Cece said that she could bring

her here tomorrow...

at 12:30 and I said okay.

Okay. She's here.

Here they come.

Hi, how are you?

Thanks for coming. I'm Chris.

I'm Carl. Uh, this is

my wife Lisa.

Please, come in. Yeah.

This is my wife, uh, Rebekah.

And this is Tyler and Chloe.

Uh, this is her lunchtime,

so we should get started.

Okay. Yeah, absolutely.

Um, what do you need?

Uh, she likes to sit and, uh,

she'll need a glass of water.

Tyler, would you grab a

glass of water real quick?

You can come right this way?

Thanks.

Yeah, where-wherever you'd--

Oh. Thank you.

- Are you able to--

- You.

You're fooling yourself.

Blue.

That's her middle

name. Chloe Blu. How--

How do you know?

I told her that.

Carl said she needed

all of our full names.

It's suffering.

Just like you are, Chloe.

You lost your friend?

I didn't tell

her that.

What was her name?

Nadia.

I am very sorry

that you suffer, Blu.

I know what it

means to suffer.

Nadia's death, this trauma.

It is--

It's brought you more

than pain.

You are more alive on this

planet than you

have ever been.

You are sensitive in ways

that others are not.

So, think of it

like a door.

And for most people this

door is almost always closed.

Um, sometimes it opens like,

you know, just a crack.

Like when you dream.

Or when we experience God.

But, um, for some people...

just a few, this door is

somehow open.

Like smashed open by trauma

or, uh, a sickness

of the mind.

And for even fewer still,

the door is always open.

And, um, some can't bear it.

Some choose to, um, end all

perception rather than endure.

Um, Lisa's been open

her whole life.

Yes.

You have a presence here.

It feels connected to you.

Do-Do you know who sh-she is?

Is it Nadia?

I-- It's, um, it's confused.

It doesn't know why it's here.

Something happened to it.

Um, probably here

in this house.

It's trying to figure you out.

It's trying to figure

itself out.

Time -- it doesn't work the

same way for it.

Past, present can be happening

at the same, so it doesn't...

even know when it is.

There's something that

it needs to do.

But it doesn't know what.

Old mirrors are so much

better than new ones.

They're like old people.

They've seen more.

Help her.

Jesus. Hey.

Are you--are you okay?

Is she okay?

I'm okay. Sorry.

Um, s--

Oh. Okay, would you--

Excuse me.

-Um, this gift...

-Yeah.

That my wife has, it doesn't

always feel like a gift.

-Yeah.

-Um, and it takes a toll on...

-Yeah.

-A physical toll.

Sure.

Sometimes it takes her a day

or two to go back to work.

She can't go back to

work after she's...

Uh, yeah. Understood.

Understood. Yeah.

-Oh.

-Let's see, um...

- Wow, right?

You okay?

- Yeah.

- f*cking freaks!

- Tyler.

Hey.

Chris, did you pay her?

You did, didn't you? How much?

She didn't want to come. Cece

had to talk her into doing it.

That woman is never setting

foot in this house again.

You okay?

I think I made it worse.

Hey, are you thirsty?

Should I get us something

to drink?

Yeah, sure. Not booze.

Juice maybe?

You got it, beautiful.

So, like if I tell you

something weird, would

you just listen?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, what time are people

getting home?

Not until after seven.

Cool.

What did you want to tell me?

When you get back.

So what was that weird sh*t

you wanted to tell me?

Maybe later.

This is crazy, but I

could go again.

No thanks, stud.

I got you some juice.

Whoa! Ryan! Oh my God!

What the f*ck was that? sh*t!

Uh, uh, I'll grab a towel.

I must have put it too

close to the edge.

It's sticky.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

It wasn't your fault.

Hey, I got a chem

test on Thursday.

-On what?

-Ionization.

Yeah? I aced that.

You want some help?

No thanks. I study

better alone.

I need to

see you again.

-Me too.

-No, I mean for longer.

Is that okay with you?

Remember, this is all

going to be you.

You choose. You're in control.

I'd say I was

pretty in control just now.

Yeah.

You for sure were.

I loved it.

My parents have to go to a

work thing for my mom...

a week from Friday.

They leaving you here?

Yeah. Stay over.

What about Tyler?

That's the only drag.

Okay.

I can deal with him.

How?

Boy's got Ambien written

all over him.

What are you,

my pharmacist?

I've been known to prescribe.

I think...I'm in

love with you.

Shut the f*ck up.

Oh my God.

-I'm sorry.

-You scared me.

I'm sorry.

How long have

you been standing there?

Just-- I just got here.

I just...

Wait, don't be weird.

Come in if you want.

Okay, okay.

Is-Is something wrong?

Um...

The-- No. There's--

There's just a few-- Hmm.

You can do it.

Um...

I always knew that your mother

was out of my league.

I knew that from the

very beginning.

Please don't

say stupid sh*t.

But I-I think--

I think...

that I liked that she made

all the decisions.

I-I knew that it made

her happy...

and so I was fine for

her to do that.

Okay, what are you trying

to tell me?

Okay, yeah, what am I trying

to tell you.

Okay, my--

My mother.

Your grandmother, uh,

was super religious.

Yeah, I noticed.

I mean, it was way out there,

even more than you knew.

It was very easy to make fun

of her for all this

Catholic stuff.

I mean, look at me.

She named me after Christ,

for Christ's sake.

Um...

And that's why I wanted to

make your middle name Blu.

Because Blu is a cool name.

You know? It's--

But it is not a saint's name.

And that was a big problem

for my mother.

Which is why I didn't

have the nerve...

to do it for your first name.

The point is that--

My mom and I didn't

get along very well...

until the last few years

before she died.

And I think...

maybe it's because I was

getting older...

and I started to think...

"Well, what do I know?" About

anything? Maybe she's right.

You know? God, death,

the universe.

It's-- I don't have...I don't

have any of the answers.

I don't even know the

right questions.

What I'm trying to say is...

I believe you.

Something is here. With us.

And for whatever reason,

you can...sense it.

For whatever reason, you are

different than the rest of us.

Gloriously so.

And I hope...

Hey, I hope that you

never change.

Okay, okay.

Look, I'm sorry.

Not everyone here agrees...

that your help is needed.

I'm sorry.

I don't need to come in.

I just want you to know that...

I believe now because of this

dream that it's

here because...

of something that hasn't

happened yet.

-Something bad.

-That's... not really helpful.

Because of a window.

A window that doesn't open.

I'm sorry.

The window. I saw a

window.

I mean, it's very

nice of you and everything.

Yeah, a couple

days away.

We got to steal them when we

can.

Yeah.

We don't get

many anymore.

It'll be boring

as hell.

-I'll be fine.

-I'm in meetings all day.

That's why I packed a book.

Hey, is, um, is Alan Doyle

going to be at this one?

Sure. I mean, everybody

from legal. Why?

I'm just curious.

Yeah, well, it's

company-wide, so...

Maybe we should meet with him.

The two of us. Together.

Why would we meet

with Alan Doyle?

Just to judge...exposure.

To what?

To anything that

might threaten you.

-Like what, Chris?

-Hey, hey, come on.

I thought about getting out.

I did. But I am here.

And I'm willing to go

through this with you.

We can figure this out

together if you'll let me.

You don't...you

don't understand.

Well, then help me.

We're late. Um...

-I mean, if you want to.

-I got it. I got it.

We're leaving.

Chloe, Tyler, we're

headed out.

We'll be back Sunday

by six at the latest.

I put money in your accounts.

Please at least try

and order...

from the same place

and save on the fees.

Chloe! Tyler!

Oh, hey. We're heading out.

All good.

Okay.

Bye, sweetie.

Come here.

Text me anytime, okay?

-Okay.

-Okay.

I love you. Okay.

Where's Tyler?

-Shower. I'll tell him.

-Okay, all right.

-Nobody over. Got me?

-Mm-hmm.

I'm...I am not

buying that, but okay.

Make smart choices. The stupid

ones tend to last forever.

So you've said.

Yeah, well, I'm right about

it. Love you.

Hello?

Bro.

Dude.

Bro, this sh*t is so

three years ago.

It's a f*cking classic

is what it is.

Oh, you got something

for a thirsty man.

You know I do.

Yeah, like I'm

going to drink that f*cking...

grain alcohol sh*t of your

mom's straight up.

You, uh, you got some o.j.?

Yeah, we keep it on the,

uh, shelf for pussies.

-Follow me.

-No, I got it.

All right.

So that girl Simone?

Yeah?

From the, uh, thing

with Jimbo?

What about her?

Well, she's gone, dude.

Full-on mental health leave.

Well, maybe not

even coming back.

No sh*t?

Yeah.

Some people just

can't take it.

They just can't

f*cking take it.

She'll probably end up at

Sacred Heart. That's

where they all do.

Yeah.

To the f*cking strong, my man.

We survive.

Oh, well, maybe...

Sure. Just one more?

Yeah.

Cheers.

Tyler.

Tyler!

Come in.

Hey, sexy.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

-Doesn't seem like it.

-Where's Tyler?

I told you. I got you on that.

Where is he?

Bedtime for Tyler.

Did I do something wrong?

No. No, I...

I'm not okay with this.

f*ck.

I'm sorry.

-I did do something wrong.

-No, you didn't. You didn't.

Okay, that was me. That was

all me that time. I

just-- I...

I'm not okay.

I'm not like...stable.

So...

I don't want to. With anyone.

It's just a thing I got to go

through alone. That's all.

Wow.

I'm such an as*h*le.

No.

No, I am. I'm--

I'm an as*h*le.

I-I went through a thing,

right. I'm still in it.

I get it.

I do, but...

I'm so f*cking alone.

Hey, you're not.

Hey, you--you are not.

Can we maybe just talk?

Of course.

We don't even have to

say anything.

How is that

talking then?

Sometimes it just is.

Okay.

Yeah, just... Relax.

Get comfortable.

Nothing's going to happen.

It's all your call.

Everything is your call.

Damn right.

Okay if I do that?

Yeah.

Maybe if I could just talk to

you, until you fall asleep.

Maybe.

It's really soft.

It feels nice.

I don't feel so alone

when I talk to you.

I'm glad.

You like that?

You like when I say

it's all you?

That you're in control?

S-Sure.

I give that to you.

Because it's mine to give.

Okay.

Everybody else has

the power but us.

I don't feel too good.

So I took it.

I took it. And I gave it.

And I took it back.

And I took it again.

And no sh*t, Chloe...

I got so hard.

Easy. Easy. Easy, I got you.

I got this.

It's so f*cking fragile,

you know?

So thin.

Like, like one second

somebody's alive

and the next...

they're not.

And I'm telling you, it's like

nothing, that time in between.

It's the line I'm talking

about, Chloe.

The line in between.

I think about it all the time.

I dream about it. Constantly.

I mean...

Look at this.

Do you know how thin this is?

Point 0005 of a centimeter.

Five ten-thousandths

of a centimeter.

That's it.

Have you heard of something

so crazy thin?

I mean, can you get your head

around that, even?

Do you want to see?

I'll show you.

I'll show you what I

showed the other two.

You want to feel

what Nadia felt?

Now look at that.

- f*cking synthetic fent, man.

- You can't do it.

But you can hear me, right?

Right?

I'm everything.

You know what

they'll say?

Stupid girl. Another f*cking

OD, she just

stopped breathing.

Just like all

the other...

stupid...f*cking...girls.

Chloe?

Get the f*ck away

from her!

Let's go, Mom.

Another minute.

We'll be outside.

Take as long as you need.

- It's him! It's him!

- Rebekah!

- Oh my baby!

- Hey, hey.

-Mom.

-My boy! My--

Oh he saved you.

My boy! My boy.

He came back. He came back

to save you.

-You're okay.

-It's okay.