01x03 - Episode 3

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Nathalie, the time! I'll be late!

Why didn't Alice wake us?

She must still be asleep.
Check out the snow!

It's gorgeous!

But a real pain on the roads!

The weather report didn't predict this.
I hope it won't be too hard for Dad.

I'm sorry, honey, but I think
we're stuck here, just the two of us.

You've got to believe me, it's not Alice.
It's not our daughter.

- Listen to me!
- Calm down.

It's not her.

You saw that she doesn't have
the birthmark on her neck. It's not her!

- She never had a birthmark.
- It's not Alice!

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

Alice, are you in there?

What now?

SPIRIT OF WINTER

Give me another minute, please.

Go lock the front door, please.

You're scaring me.

Do as I say, go lock the front door!

OK, now we're safe.

So we'll patiently wait for Dad.

I'm sure we'll hear from him soon.

Who did you see?

I feel like someone's been trying
to scare me since this morning.

But who? I don't get it.

I don't, either.

But I think it's the person
who's sending me the videos.

- So not me, then!
- I know. I'm sorry, honey.

It wasn't Dad?

No, it wasn't him.

Stop freaking me out.

Someone really filmed you sleeping
in your bedroom?

We're safe now, he's gone.

Believe me.

Are you sure?

Yes.

My study...

What is it?

Stay here.

- What is it?
- Wait there!

What's going on?

Mom?

Where the hell is it?
I'm sure I had a spare!

- What is it, Mom?
- Where did I put it?

Yes!

Mom!

Don't leave me alone!

Don't leave me.

Mom?

One minute, one minute...

Wait, wait!

Just give me a minute.

Just one minute.

Come out!

Leave me alone, dammit!

Come out!

Come out of there!

Open it, Alice!

Come out of there!

Alice, talk to me!

I need you! Where are you?

Answer me!

Come out of there!

Come out of there!

Out of there!

Open up!

Open up!

Hello, Nathalie?

Marc, sweetie,
I didn't think we'd make it!

I've been trying to reach you for hours!
Is everything all right?

No, Marc, everything's not all right.

Something's going on.

You need to get home.

I'm scared.

Scared of what? What is it?

Where are you?

Near the little bridge.
I couldn't even reach the airport.

I'm losing you! Where are you?

I told you, the road's closed.
I'll be back when I can.

Marc? Where are you?

The twins must not be separated.

The twins must not be separated.

The twins must not be separated.

The twins must not be separated.

The twins must not be separated.

The twins must not be separated.

Alice, are you in your room?

Who are you talking to?

Alice?

Alice... who are you talking to?

Don't abandon me...
Hang on, she's coming!

Alice!

sh*t.

sh*t!

Alice?

Where did you get to?

You're the one who vanished!
I looked everywhere!

But I've been in here all the time.

Stop it, will you? Stop it!

But I haven't budged.

OK, fine, I didn't see you.

But why not answer when I called you?

You locked yourself in your study.

You left me all alone
and you're mad at me?

You're ridiculous!

I'm sorry, you're right.

Forgive me.

OK.

Your head's stuck in your book.

Just by chance, you had to
start writing today!

Try to forget it for a while.

Hello, Mom!

You saw something again?

No, everything's fine, honey.

You're right.

It must be down to my book.

Promise we won't split up again.

We'll stick together.

Yeah.

I can't wait for daybreak.

Or for dad to get home.

Shall we have dinner together
in front of the fire?

- Sure. Shall I set the table?
- No, I'll do it.

I'll be right back.

Yes, that's what we'll do.

I'm gonna change, be right back.

Why on earth do you need to change?

Stay with me!

I'm cold. What's the problem?

We promised to stick together.

Don't spend hours looking for a sweater!

Be quick, OK?

I'll be back in a sec.

We promised to stick together.

Marc, is that you?

Makes a change, the dinner table there!

- How was she?
- Great.

- You're trying to reassure me.
- Not at all.

She even slept on the way.
Nice and quiet.

Something's not right.

Why was she like that in the bath?

You didn't see her eyes.

It was terrible.

- It wasn't her.
- Stop it.

But it wasn't Alice.

Stop it, please.
Promise me it's not starting again.

- You always think I'm not up to it.
- Not at all.

You worry over nothing,
that's your problem.

So why take our daughter
to your sister's?

- Why isn't she here?
- You know full well.

Get all these stories out of yourself
and things will get better.

- You think so?
- I'm sure you can do it.

I have total writer's block.

It'll come to you
when you're least expecting it.

You really believe that?

What's the problem then?

What's the problem?

I don't feel well.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I think it's starting again.

You must think that your mom is...

totally nuts.

That's what your dad thought.

When we got back from Romania with you.

I never told you about it, because...

because I thought it was all behind us.

When we got back...

This will sound crazy, but....

I didn't think it was you.

I mean...

that you weren't...

the beautiful baby I had held

six months earlier,
when I had first seen you.

It's hard to explain.

Very hard.

But I was so convinced
I had left my real daughter behind.

That there was a little girl
all alone in the dark...

in the cold...

who was suffering so much.

So I couldn't hold you.

I couldn't hold you and take care of you.

Luckily your dad was there.

Luckily.

"Postpartum depression".

That's what everybody said.

That's the official explanation.

Your dad did what he could.

And he did pretty well.

And then...

life resumed its natural course...

and I loved you.

Loved you.

Loved you madly.

Totally.

And then I really needed
to make up for lost time.

That's why I've always been
a bit of a pain for you.

Because I love you too much.

But sometimes...

not often, but sometimes...

there was this little voice in my head
whispering...

"Why her?"

"Why not another little girl?"

"Why did you, Alice, deserve to be rescued
more than any other little girl?"

A strange way to think, isn't it?

Who put that into my mind?

Somebody put it into my mind.

But who?

Who?

Hear that?

Do you hear it, too? I'm not crazy?

Help me, Mommy!

Help!

I'm here, Mommy.

Come, Mommy!

Please come, Mommy!

Alice?

Mommy, where are you? Help me!

Alice, where are you?

Alice!

I'm here, Mommy!

Alice, answer me.

Where are you?

Mommy, please come!

Come, Mommy!

Mommy!

Alice, where are you?
I can't hear you anymore.

Speak to me, Alice!

I'm here for you! Where are you?

Answer me, answer me!

Alice!

Where are you?

Come, please, Mommy!

Mommy!

Don't touch her!

Don't touch her!

Alice?

Mama.

Let me stay with you, Mama.

I came for you, Mama.

Let me stay with you, Mama.

Come, Mama, come.

Nathalie?

Nathalie!

I'll repeat what I said last time.

Time and patience.

And the nightmares?

A bit better.

The images will start to fade.
You're on the right path, Mr. Weber.

And Nathalie?

Believe in her.
She's better and better.

She, too, will finally accept

that your daughter's heart
simply stopped beating in her sleep.

She needs to accept
what happened on that day.

And accept that she shared the house
with Alice's body.

And most importantly,
accept that it's not her fault.

Nor is it yours, Mr. Weber.

She still sleeps as much?

Yes, and writes just as much.

That's very good. She's lucky.

Did you bring her what she asked for?

Yes, of course.

Here.

Why not give it to her yourself?

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Sweetheart, I'm here.

I'm here.

I'll come back soon.

Mama?

Mommy?