All language subtitles for Snakeeater

It was my second
week in plain clothes.

There had been a series of
robberies on the subway,

so they had us underground
riding the trains.

You go enough days
without seeing the sun,

you lose any sense of time.

You don't know if it's night
or day, tomorrow or next week.

So this one time I'm taking
a pass through the cars,

and I notice a guy
sitting by himself.

The car's packed and there's
a seat available next to him,

but no one's taken it.

I mean, there are people
standing all around him,

old men with canes, women with
shopping bags, small children,

but no one wants
to sit next to him.

As I get closer, I
see that he's dead.

He'd been shot right
through the gut.

There was a puddle of
blood on the floor.

It was dry.

He'd bled out on the train.

Hundreds of people
must have passed him,

and no one said anything.

It's funny what stays with you.

Don't get near us.

Whisper.

Daddy, I love you.

[TRAIN HORN]

Daddy.

Shit.

Good evening, Mr. Miner.

It is a pleasure to finally
meet you in the flesh.

You too, mister--

Please, call me Frank.

Have you been to
this city before?

When I was a kid.

I don't remember much except
for the tall buildings.

You come here often?

Only for business.

Tony Fairchild, born May 22nd,
and according to the state,

died in a gas explosion in
his apartment on February 4th.

Did they find his body?

They found his remains.

[WIND CHIMES CLINKING]

My firm issued Mr.
Fairchild a $1 million

term life insurance policy three
weeks before the explosion.

If his building burned
down and they found his body,

what's there to investigate?

FRANK: This was taken seven days
ago at Gercon Pawn and Jewelry.

The buyer purchased a
9 millimeter handgun

and 200 rounds of ammunition.

The name submitted
to the firearm

registry was Tony Fairchild.

You can't really see his face.

Indulge me.

How would someone
accomplish an act like this?

Faking your death is all
but impossible with forensics.

Perhaps he made a mistake.

RICK: But there's
still the murder.

Is it not possible?

I've never seen it done.

I have.

I want you to be my eyes.

Verify that it is
Mr. Fairchild's

corpse in the morgue, and my
curiosity will be satiated.

I'm not a cop
anymore and I don't

have any connections here.

You underestimate yourself.

Your reputation is of a
man who is quite capable.

In four days, a check will
be issued on a death benefit.

Once the funds are
disbursed, retrieving them

will become more complicated.

Who's the beneficiary?

Dana Fairchild, his sister.

RICK: May I join you?

DANA: I don't have
to talk to you.

RICK: It'd be much easier
for you if you did.

A normal person
would ask who I am.

Who are you?

I'm a private investigator.

What do you want?

When did you last
see your brother?

A few weeks before he died.

How did he seem?

What?

Was he sad, depressed?

He seemed the same.

What did you two talk about?

Taking a vacation.

A vacation?

A vacation to where?

The country.

Why?

He loved animals.

You're on probation.

Do you remember the
terms of your probation?

I've been good.

Have you?

Did Tony take out the
life insurance policy

or was that your idea?

What?

The policy Tony
purchased in cash

three weeks before he died.

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

He picked you as
the beneficiary.

Do you know how that
makes this look?

What's a beneficiary?

I don't understand.

Where were you
the night Tony died?

I don't remember.

Don't lie to me, Dana.

You lie to me, I'll have
them put you back inside.

I didn't do anything.

When did you last
see your brother?

MAN: Dana, come on.

Rehab.

[BUZZING]

Hello?

MAN (ON PHONE): If
you've got the money,

my ferry leaves in 20 minutes.

[RAIN PATTERING]

You're late.

I missed my boat.

There's always the next one.

If they hadn't
cut our pensions,

I'd be in Florida
already, retired,

instead of this shithole.

What are you, a bondsman?

Do I look like a bondsman?

Oh, excuse me,
private investigator.

Yeah, you're ex-badge
I'm guessing.

Why'd you quit?

I didn't.

You were Tony Fairchild's
parole officer.

Yeah, until he stopped
showing up to our appointments.

As a minor, Tony was
picked up for petty theft

six times in a two-year period.

That sounds about right.

Then he hits 18.

We've got weapons
possession, assault.

It's good to have goals.

RICK: Friends, acquaintances?

Just the kind you pay for.

I saw he's been diagnosed
with schizophrenia.

Yeah, the doctors
think he has trouble

distinguishing reality
from dreams, let alone

right and wrong.

It's all bullshit.

Everybody deep down knows
what's right and what's wrong.

We just pretend we don't.

What about his sister Dana?

The addict?

I wouldn't call
that a relationship.

I'd call that
mutual destruction.

Nobody gets to hell alone.

PETER: Yeah, you
can say that again.

What about work?

Tony had a few jobs
during your time together.

A means to an end.

I get him a job, and after a
few weeks the calls would start.

What calls?

Tony would go off his meds.

Soon he'd be telling
his boss about how

his dead parents are calling,
telling him about how

the world's going to end.

How come you
never reported this?

Well, maybe you get paid
for overtime, but I don't.

Spoken like a
true civil servant.

Yeah, you cops
never understand.

You make an arrest
and that's it.

You probably flush
a toilet and assume

your shit just disappears.

My job is to keep the pipes
clean so nothing washes back.

When's the last
time you saw Tony?

PETER: Two, maybe
three months ago.

I'd have to check
my files to be sure.

What's the sudden interest?

You didn't know?

What?

RICK: Tony died in a
fire three weeks ago.

I've got over 80 open
cases at any given moment.

A lot of stuff gets
lost in the shuffle.

RICK: Keeping the
pipes clean, right?

What's this?

A phone call.

PETER: To who?

The morgue.

They say they have Tony's body.

I want to see for myself.

I can't do that.

Sure you can.

Consider it a down
payment on Florida.

I'll call the medical
examiner in the morning.

Tonight.

Give me a couple of hours.

Next.

This needs to
arrive before the 1st.

Thank you.

NEWSREADER: An
update to an earlier

report of a severe accident
on the Cherkeyo Bridge.

Traffic has been stopped
in both directions

as emergency personnel
respond to reports

of a multiple vehicle crash
involving a school bus.

WKC News is still confirming,
but early witness accounts

claim that the school bus
fell from the Cherkeyo Bridge

into the river.

Multiple ambulance
and fire crews

are on the scene
assisting victims,

and police units
have cordoned off

ingress points, rerouting
traffic along Riverside Drive.

WKC--
- Is this any good?

NEWSREADER: --water patrol
with dive crews have responded.

Hello?

NEWSREADER: There is no
word yet on survivors.

A school bus
fell off a bridge.

Real shame.

RICK: --which show
multiple damaged vehicles,

some severely crushed.

You guys make keys here?

[DINGING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What happened to you?

What do you want?

A room.

There should be a reservation
under Omega Insurance.

Go away.

Hey, where are you going?

I need a room.

The fuck?

You're having a bad night.

I can see that.

Just give me my room key.

I promise I'll leave you alone.

Charming.

[FLICKING]

DANA: I've been clean
for 29 days now.

I saw his body, the
apartment, all those people.

I'm not who they think I am.

I don't want to go back.

Do you know what
they do to a body

if nobody comes to claim it?

Just because you can
predict the future

doesn't mean you can change it.

Tony believed in things
way crazier than astrology.

[EERIE VOICES]

FRANK: Indulge me.

How would someone
accomplish an act like this?

What would be needed?

[WATER SPLASHING]

CHILD: 8 o'clock is bedtime.

[FAINT WHISPER]

[GASP]

[PHONE RINGS]

PETER (ON PHONE): My
friend at the morgue

just started his shift.

This call never happened.

[RINGS INTERCOM]

I'm here to see
Tony Fairchild.

[BUZZ]

Anyone home?

MAN: I'm in the back.

Peter Riley called
from probation.

MAN: Gate number 8.

[TAPPING]

She visits that often?

Every day.

Why doesn't she
claim the body?

Probably no money to bury him.

Very common.

What's in there?

Eyes.

RICK: Eyes?

Cornea transplants.

School bus went into the river.

Three dead.

Two boys, a little girl.

How do you make sense of that?

Three people born
blind will now see.

There is plan to all this.

[CHILD GIGGLING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[RINGS BELL]

You look better.

Huh?

Your face.

I'm sorry, would
you like a room?

What?

CLERK: Would you like a room?

I already have a room.

Uh, I think you're mistaken.

You're kidding, right?

Perhaps you rented a
room in a different hotel.

It happens sometimes.

Believe me, I'd
recognize this place.

I work for Omega Insurance.

I'm here on a business trip.

Oh, yeah, here you are.

So it's Room 44, and you
go right up the stairs.

I know where it is.

OK.

You can say my
name's Jimmy from--

[EERIE GARBLED VOICES]

PETER: Tony would
go off his meds.

Soon he'd be telling his
boss about these phone calls

he got from his dead parents,
about how the world--

The doctors say he has
trouble distinguishing reality

from dreams, let alone
right from wrong.

[SPLASHING]

No kicking or splashing.

That's the thing to scare about.

Don't scream.

Please!

Hey.

What are you doing here?

The door was unlocked.

You always pay house visits?

Herbal tea.

Thank you.

Occupational
hazard, I presume?

Takes the edge off the job.

Makes it easier going
home to the family.

You are married?

RICK: I was.

Where is your wife now?

Down South, last I checked.

And you have a child too, yes?

Forgive my imposition.

Background checks are necessary
protocols of my business.

I have a little girl.

FRANK: How old?

Three.

FRANK: Do you see her often?

Yeah.

Do you have children?

No time, unfortunately.

My work is my existence.

Were you able to view the body?

I went through the
autopsy report line by line,

right down to the dentals.

It's him.

I'm sorry to ruin
your theory, but

Tony's as dead as a doornail.

Reports can be changed.

Records can be altered.

I saw with my own eyes.

Even the eyes can lie.

Six years ago, there was a
fire in one of our properties.

The building was
gutted, a total loss.

A disfigured corpse was
found in the rubble,

and one tenant remained
unaccounted for.

A $3 million claim was
leveled against our firm

by the tenant's family.

Friends described him
as a caring father,

a loving husband, and an
astute man of business,

with an uncanny ability
to spot an opportunity.

As is our protocol, we
commissioned an investigator,

who managed to recover the
flight manifest that brought

the tenant to this country.

He did not make the trip alone.

He arrived with a brother,
severely autistic and prone to

fits of paranoia and violence.

They were identical twins.

Without the resources to
properly care for his sibling,

the tenant kept his twin
brother bound to the bed.

Perhaps you thought this was
for the best, though I am

sure that the effort it took
to feed, bathe, and change him

[INAUDIBLE] over time.

Did you find him?

Three weeks later, in the
apartment of his mistress.

When questioned, the
tenant claimed that he fled

the fire in a state of panic.

But perhaps he didn't.

Perhaps he saw an opportunity.

Tony doesn't have a twin.

There's no opportunity
if you're dead.

You met with his sister.

How did she seem?

RICK: Afraid.

Good.

What's that?

Revocation forms.

It states that the
beneficiary renounces

a claim to the insured.

I want Miss
Fairchild to sign it.

You want her to
give up her claim?

Why would she do that?

The best way to
understand a person

is to know what
they fear the most.

For Miss Fairchild, it
is returning to prison.

You have three days, Mr. Miner.

I suggest you use them wisely.

[BUZZ]

[BUZZING]

MAN (ON INTERCOM):
Yeah, who is it?

Delivery.

[BUZZ]

OK, Tony, let's see
if she trusted you.

DANA: Astrology is about
recognizing that we're

all on different paths.

Sometimes these paths intersect.

RICK: Did Tony
believe in astrology?

DANA: Tony believed in things
way crazier than astrology.

It doesn't mean there's no plan
just because you can't see it.

RICK: I remember him
from the state zoo.

He was blind, right?

DANA: I don't remember.

Hey, buddy.

Could you help me out?

I'd tell you I was going to
use it to buy something to eat,

but that would be dishonest.

Do you know what's
going on in there?

Addiction group.

Some weird mystical shit.

What do you mean?

Channeling, spells.

People do anything to
escape their demons.

You think it works?

Nothing works.

Wait.

Go away.

Dana, they're going
to send you back.

If Tony started the fire, that
insurance policy is a crime

and you'll be an accessory.

What Tony did, he thought it
was the right thing to do.

But if you take this money,
you're committing fraud.

My brother wouldn't do that.

Your real parents died
when you were a child.

An uncle took you in
until social services

found out how you were living.

After that, it was foster homes.

The only way Tony made it is
because you protected him.

No, you don't know my brother.

I think he loved you.

This was the only way
he knew how to show it.

What do you want from me?

Sign these and you're free.

No one will be able to
accuse you of anything

and you won't have to talk
to people like me anymore.

Sign them.

You really think--

[PHONE BUZZING]

Sorry, I have to--

can I take a look at
these and think about it?

RICK: It means you'll
have to talk to me again.

That's OK.

Hello?

RICK: I'm following a
life insurance policy.

I need her phone records.

Phone records are hard to get.

The usual, two.

How long you been in the city?

A bit.

RICK: I used to work
with Sammy Valmer.

Sammy?

RICK: From homicide.

Right, right.

That was a while ago.

So what do you need?

RICK: When I first signed
up, I used to hear stories

about you guys in metro.

Most of them were bullshit.

But some of them weren't.

Kind of early?

A fish needs water.

To the 14th precinct, my the
bastards all rot in hell.

So the girl, it's a shadow job?

Just phone records.

I need an address.

Depends on my
level of motivation.

Sure.

It's a start.

I'll call you.

When?

When I find something.

[PHONE RINGS]

FRANK (ON PHONE): Mr. Miner,
did you obtain the signature?

Not yet.

Should I be concerned.

She doesn't want to
sign away her money.

FRANK (ON PHONE): Can
she be made to sign it?

She's getting calls.

Someone's pressuring her.

FRANK (ON PHONE): Any suspects?

Could be someone
from his old life.

His landlord maybe,
or his crew from work.

I'll shake the tree,
see what falls.

I just need time.

FRANK (ON PHONE): Time
is in short supply.

I've got it under control.

A piece of advice, Mr. Miner.

It is too late to solve
the world's problems.

Best to focus on your own.

[SPLASH]

I want to stay this
way for a long day.

I want to go to
sleep at 7 o'clock,

because this water's still warm.

I want to stay in it forever!

[KNOCK]

MAN: Mr. Miner,
your wake up call.

Mr. Miner?

Are you up?

I didn't order a wake up call.

MAN: Uh--

Go the fuck away.

[BEEPING]

Dropping off or picking up?

Actually, I was wondering if I
could speak to a Mario Vazquez.

You again.

Told you, he's not here.

Yet again.

Look, I'm not
here to bother you.

I just have a few questions
about one of your tenants.

Who?

Tony Fairchild.

Close the door.

Have a seat.

Ana doesn't let
me smoke upstairs.

Makes the clothes smell.

So who are you, man?

A private investigator.

Investigating what?

The trial is over.

I'm working for
Omega Insurance.

Tony Fairchild had a
life insurance policy.

Tony had insurance?

RICK: He got it three
weeks before the fire.

Fucking scumbag, man.

You were his landlord.

How long have you
owned the building?

MARIO: 13 years.

And you lived upstairs?

What can you tell me about him?

Well, he was month
to month, all cash.

He'd only been
there for a couple

of months before the fire.

Hardly spoke.

RICK: Did you know
he was an ex-con?

That's half the neighborhood.

But he was a good tenant?

Except for the fucking cats.

I think he picked up strays.

When did you notice the fire?

When I heard the sirens.

Why didn't you get out?

You know what I hate?

When people ask questions you
already know the answer to.

The fire escapes
failed to deploy

and most of the victims'
windows had been painted shut.

For what it's worth, those
problems were there already

when I bought the place.

It says they found you in
your bathtub under water.

That was smart.

I thought so too.

Until the water boiled.

Fuck.

Don't think I don't feel
bad about what happened.

Of course I do.

I can't eat.

I can't sleep for more
than two hours at a time.

I have nightmares.

You know my sister Ana?

She believes in black magic.

You know, the sins
of past lives.

I must have been one
horrible son of a bitch.

RICK: I'm looking
for information

on a guy who used to work
for you, Tony Fairchild.

What do you want
to know about Tony?

Do you remember him?

Of course I remember him.

Cost me a lot of money.

How's that?

Why do you want to know?

I'm a private investigator.

Investigating what?

Insurance fraud.

MAN: That figures.

What did Tony do?

What did he do?

He pushed a load of bricks
off the top of a scaffolding.

Nearly killed a pedestrian.

The inspectors shut
me down for a week.

Why would he do that?

Because he's unstable.

RICK: Why would you hire
someone that's unstable?

You know the expression
about beggars and choosers?

You don't strike
me as a beggar.

Look, they come, they go.

Any friends from
work, acquaintances?

Any known addresses?

I sent some associates
to his building,

used the address he put
on his employment form,

and guess what, the
building doesn't exist.

What were they going
to do if they found him?

Talk.

Did they ever find him?

No.

It's a shame what
happened to Tony.

You know, accidents could
happen to anybody now.

I guess they can.

Thank you for your time.

Next.

Can you check that
this money was received?

It was delivered to the
store, but it wasn't claimed.

You sure?

When did it arrive?

WOMAN: Today.

But I sent it two days ago.

[PHONE BUZZES]

All right.

Hello?

COP (ON PHONE): Hey, Rick.

I've got an address for you.

The calls are coming
from her brother's place.

RICK: When did you
notice the fire?

MARIO: When I heard the sirens.

RICK: Did they find his body?

FRANK: They found his remains.

Hey!

Hey!

Dana?

Who's been calling
you from here?

Who's calling you?

Tony.

What?

It's Tony.

He's alive.

Eat something.

I'm not hungry.

Eat.

How often do you take these?

As often as I need them.

How long have you
been getting the calls?

A few weeks.

What makes you
think it's Tony?

His voice, the way he talks.

Yeah, but with your
medication, I mean--

He knows about
our foster parents.

That's public record.

He knows what they did.

To me.

What does he
say when he calls?

He wants me to leave with him.

What about the
insurance policy?

I don't have insurance.

I didn't even know
what a beneficiary

was until you told me.

RICK: Maybe he did it
without telling you.

With what money?

He's dead, right?

I saw his body, the
apartment, all those people.

Listen, you're OK.

DANA: I'm going crazy again.

I don't think you're crazy.

You don't know me.

I used to see things.

RICK: What things?

Things that weren't there.

I don't want to go back.

Call him.

DANA: What?

Call him.

It's all right.

Hi.

Who is this?

[SCRIBBLING]

Hi, Tony.

Where are you?

Yeah, right.

I-- I need money.

You know what.

OK.

Where should we meet?

[CAR STARTS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

MAN (ON PHONE): You
think I'm stupid?

Who is this?

[BEEP]

[CAR HONKING]

[KETTLE WHISTLING]

[PANTING]

Somebody tried to kill me.

Who?

Tony.

Excellent.

This is progress.

I almost died.

This escalation of
events was to be expected.

$1 million is a lot of
money to some people.

$1 million is a lot
of money to most people.

I didn't sign up for this.

So you have changed.

How unfortunate.

I told you, this case
is my top priority.

If you cannot complete
the assignment, then

I must find someone who will.

How about the police?

The reputation of this
city's law enforcement

doesn't fill me with confidence.

Yeah, I'll say.

What are you doing here?

Excuse me?

You will have to
excuse us, Mr. Riley.

Something has come up.

Sure.

You really don't remember me.

Should I?

What's going on?

My affairs are
none of your concern.

Yeah.

I'm sure that was
just a coincidence.

FRANK: I pay you
for information,

not to answer questions.

Well, you can stop paying
me, because I'm done.

You're resigning?

Yeah, I'm resigning.

Tony remains at large, and the
Fairchilds' case remains open.

Not Dana.

She didn't do anything.

She has communicated
with her brother.

You can testify to that.

They'll send her back to jail?

Perhaps that would force Mr.
Fairchild to reveal himself.

Just because her
brother's a scumbag

doesn't mean she
should get punished.

In hell, seldom
do we arrive alone.

I have to say, your concerned
for Miss Fairchild's welfare

is unexpected, especially
considering your predicament.

What do you mean
my predicament?

It was my understanding
that this job was particularly

important to you, that
with the subsequent payment

you would be able to settle
your many liabilities.

I assume that your hopes were
if you resolved your debts,

the court would reinstate
your visitation rights.

It has been some time since
you have seen your daughter,

has it not?

Do not talk about my family.

I meant no disrespect.

I just know how
important a father figure

is in a young girl's life.

I have seen the consequences
of their absence.

Do you know what all guilty
souls have in common?

Having second thoughts.

[SPLASHING]

This is a steep bridge.

It's the one sad part, OK?

But it's super cold.

Daddy, can I give you a hug?

RICK: Did you sign the forms?

DANA: There you go.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about my brother.

He's not a bad person.

He's just-- he's had a bad life.

So what happened?

Why isn't your
daughter with you?

It was my second
week in plain clothes.

There had been a series of
robberies on the subway,

so they had us on the
ground riding the trains.

So this one time I'm taking
a pass through the cars,

and I notice a guy
sitting by himself.

As I get closer, I
see that he's dead.

He'd been shot, right
through the gut,

and there was a puddle
of blood on the floor.

He'd bled out on the train.

Hundreds of people
must have passed him,

and no one said anything.

It's funny what stays with you.

I saw worse things
working, but that image,

that image always stuck.

I found drinking helped.

If I drank enough,
I'd just pass out.

So I'd work more, then I'd
drink more, then I'd work more.

My judgment began to slip.

One day I was told
not to come to work.

Pretty soon I was
told not to come home.

I still have nightmares
about that guy on the train.

It's been years, and
I can still see him.

I have nightmares too.

Nightmares of what?

That I'm pregnant.

That's not so bad.

That I'm pregnant
but I'm using,

and I know I'm hurting the
baby, but I can't stop.

They find me on the
apartment floor.

My face is purple.

I've been there for days.

Do you know what
they do to a body

if nobody comes to claim it?

They burn it.

Turn it to dust like
it never existed.

I want to exist.

I'm not who they think I am.

I know.

If they still come for you,
just don't tell them anything.

You didn't do anything wrong.

It doesn't matter, does it?

It should.

Thank you for the tea.

Maybe we could go
see a movie some time.

RICK: That'd be nice.

[TYPING]

No one claimed the funds.

It's being returned.

Check it again.

Please.

WOMAN: It's being returned.

You sure you sent it
to the right address?

Yeah, I'm sure.

It's been the same
address for fucking years.

Maybe she moved.

[DIALING]

RICK: Come on, Susan.

What the fuck?

PHONE: The number you have
reached is not in service.

Please check the number.

We're closing up.

Just pay your bill and
get the fuck out of here.

Just give me one more
drink and I'll pay my bill.

[SIREN WAILING]

Yeah, all this stuff sucks.

Hey.

Something catch your eye?

Bullets.

SHOPKEEPER: What's the tool?

Krieger 45.

Distance or stopping power?

It's what's in
front of my face.

I have just the thing.

[HUMMING]

Yeah.

Piercer blue dots.

They'll punch a
hole through brick.

You know Krieger 45s?

Carried one for seven years.

You military?

Cop

You like that?

OK, you got it, you
got it, you got it.

You know it's a felony to
mislabel a firearm products,

right?

What are you talking About

American lead doesn't float.

You need to leave.

I just told you I was a cop.

But you aren't anymore.

Get the fuck out of here.

That's you, isn't it?

Oh, fuck.

Let me see the tape.

Whoa!

- Let me see the tape.
- What?

- Let me see the tape.
- What tape?

What tape?
What tape?

You know what,
I'm getting really

tired of people lying to me.

Look, I can't.

There's no tape.

What?

It's just for
show, the camera.

It doesn't work.

Get that fucking thing fixed.

My hand.

DRIVER: [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

GIRL: Daddy, can I
go over the bridge.

DRIVER: [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

[HONKING]

RICK: Where are we?

No good here.

Where to go?

No, where are we?

What street?

DRIVER: Who was?

We can't stop here.

[HONKING]

MAN: Hey!

Hey!

NEWSREADER: Traffic has been
stopped in both directions.

MAN: A school bus.

NEWSREADER: Multiple vehicle
crash involving a school bus.

WKC News is still confirming,
but early witness accounts

claim that the school bus
fell from the Cherkeyo Bridge

into the river.

Multiple ambulance
and fire crews

are on the scene assisting
victims in case students--

MORTICIAN: School bus
went into the river.

Three dead.

Two boys and a little girl.

MAN: Real shame.

[LIFT CREAKING]

[BELL RINGS]

Good evening, Mr. Miner.

RICK: What's going on?

Something's--
something's not right.

Like what?

Like things that have already
happened keep happening.

I'm afraid I do
not understand.

On the way here, I saw
an accident on the road.

Three kids died.

How dreadful.

But it already happened.

In the morgue the other
day, I saw their bodies.

Perhaps you are confused.

I'm not confused
and I know what I saw.

You look exhausted.

RICK: I know what I saw,
and it's impossible.

Impossible is relative.

RICK: I know what I fucking saw.

My apologies.

I meant no offense.

I came here to congratulate you.

Congratulate me?

The case is over.

I received a call only
a few moments ago.

They found Tony?

They found Miss Fairchild.

Uh, Mr. Miner, I have to
talk to you about your bill.

Stop fucking with me.

[BELL RINGS]

[GIRL GIGGLING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[GASPS]

[DISTORTED VOICES]

Shut the fuck up!

DANA: The tiger was
blind, and deaf.

I remember I wanted him to roar.

I kept calling him,
banging on the cage,

but he just laid there.

RICK: That's too bad.

I used to think so, but
if you're trapped in a cage,

maybe it's better
if you can't see it.

I need someone.

I need some help, man.

[MUTTERS]

How are you doing?

Can I help you with something?

I need a gun.

Something's--
something's not right.

FRANK: It is a pleasure to
finally meet you in the flesh.

DANA: They burn it.

Turn it to dust like
it never existed.

I know what I saw
and it's impossible.

MAN: You think I'm stupid?

RICK: I'm done.

I'm out.

Do not talk about my family.

I know what I fucking saw.

DANA: Maybe we could go
see a movie some time.

GIRL: Why, Daddy?

We whisper.

Don't get near us.

DANA: You have a daughter.

I can't just leave right now.

I can't leave.

Why isn't she with you?

I can't just leave.

I used to see things.

Things that weren't there.

I wanted him to roar.

I kept calling him,
banging on the cage,

but he just laid there.

I can't leave.

[EERIE DISTORTED VOICE]

OK.

Dana?

DANA: I have nightmares too.

Dana?

Dana.

Let go of me.

Dana, it's me, Rick.

How do you know my name?

How are you alive?

I don't know you.

I don't know you.

I saw your body.

Who's calling?

How are you alive?

Who's calling you?

How are you alive?

How are you alive?

I saw your body!
- Help!

Help!
RICK: How are you alive?

DANA: Somebody help me!

RICK: I saw your
body I saw your body!

Don't ever come
back here, understand?

DANA: He's dead, right?

The apartment, all those people.

RICK: I saw him
with my own eyes.

MARIO: I thought so too,
until the water boiled.

DANA: Hi, Tony.

You lost?

Mario?

MARIO: Do I know you, man?

[VOICES]

[WATER RUNNING]

[GUN CLICKS]

Hello, Rick.

Move slowly into the kitchen.

Sit down.

How do you know my name?

I know more than your name.

Put the gun down.

Let's talk.

Why?

What's the point?

Maybe we can figure this out.

You think this is the end,
but it doesn't end, ever.

Not with him.

RICK: Who?

The one pulling the strings.

Frank?

Frank?

Is that what you call him?

RICK: How do you know him?

Frank.

To my sister he's
Vic, her dealer.

To me he's Joseph, my shrink.

Frank runs an
insurance company.

Everyone says that
I have problems.

I don't understand.

We've had this
conversation before.

What?

Haven't you noticed
strange things?

Things that have
already happened?

Haven't you seen people alive
when you know they're dead?

Wait.

TONY: You saw my
body in the morgue.

This can't--

It's a circle.

Our circles.

You're insane.

The thing about circles,
there's no beginning.

Yours might start tomorrow.

Your neighbor might
start next week.

You never know.

That's not possible.

You know it's possible.

You've seen it.

So where are we now?

Better question,
why are we here?

Why?

Are you a bad person?

Did you hit your wife?

What did you do, Rick?

You took out a life
insurance policy.

Do I look like someone
who has insurance?

Why are you doing this?

I'm getting out of this place.

Every time I try,
you always stop me.

And then you come back to
town, you find my body,

and it all starts over again.

But this time it is not
going to be my body.

This time me and my sister
are getting out of here!

Goodbye.

Next time.

[EXPLOSION]

[PANTS]

[TRAIN HONKS]

Where are you going?

Home.

And where is home?

Leave me alone!

That's not for you to decide.

Who are you?

My family name, it's
hard on the tongue.

I want to go home.

I want-- I want to
see my daughter.

FRANK: Your daughter
died in a car accident.

I want to see her!

I'm afraid, Mr.
Miner, you and she

are in very different places.

[GASPS]

I just want to
see my daughter.

But you do see your
daughter every night.

[SIREN WAILING]

[HONKING]

[SCREAMING]

No, no, no.

I love you, Daddy.

No, no, no, no.

Those are-- those--

those are dreams.

No, not dreams, memories.

[SOBS]

Memories?

This can't be right.

All those people, everything--
everybody I saw, they're real.

Real like you and I. Did
you think that all of this

was just for you?

Nobody reaches hell alone.

Please.

I'm-- I'm a good person.

FRANK: Who you're
trying to convince?

I'm a good person.

I'm a good person.

Do you know what the
guilty have in common?

A clear conscience.

I will see you later, Mr. Miner.

[WHISTLING]

[TRAIN HORN]

[GROANING]

GIRL: Daddy.

Look.

Good evening, Mr. Miner.

It is a pleasure to finally
meet you in the flesh.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[NON-ENGLISH SINGING]