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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.

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.

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?

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.

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.

May I join you?

I don't have to talk to you.

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?

Dana, come on.

Rehab.

Hello?

If you've got the money,

my ferry leaves in 20 minutes.

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.

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.

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?

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?

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.

Keeping the pipes clean, right?

What's this?

A phone call.

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.

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?

--water patrol with dive crews have responded.

Hello?

There is no word yet on survivors.

A school bus fell off a bridge.

Real shame.

--which show multiple damaged vehicles,

some severely crushed.

You guys make keys here?

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.

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.

Indulge me.

How would someone accomplish an act like this?

What would be needed?

8 o'clock is bedtime.

My friend at the morgue

just started his shift.

This call never happened.

I'm here to see Tony Fairchild.

Anyone home?

I'm in the back.

Peter Riley called from probation.

Gate number 8.

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.

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.

You look better.

Huh?

Your face.

I'm sorry, would you like a room?

What?

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--

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.

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?

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.

How old?

Three.

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

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?

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.

Yeah, who is it?

Delivery.

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

Astrology is about recognizing that we're

all on different paths.

Sometimes these paths intersect.

Did Tony believe in astrology?

Tony believed in things way crazier than astrology.

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

I remember him from the state zoo.

He was blind, right?

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--

Sorry, I have to--

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

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

That's OK.

Hello?

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.

I used to work with Sammy Valmer.

Sammy?

From homicide.

Right, right.

That was a while ago.

So what do you need?

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.

Mr. Miner, did you obtain the signature?

Not yet.

Should I be concerned.

She doesn't want to sign away her money.

Can she be made to sign it?

She's getting calls.

Someone's pressuring her.

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.

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.

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!

Mr. Miner, your wake up call.

Mr. Miner?

Are you up?

I didn't order a wake up call.

Uh--

Go the fuck away.

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?

He got it three weeks before the fire.

Fucking scumbag, man.

You were his landlord.

How long have you owned the building?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

Today.

But I sent it two days ago.

All right.

Hello?

Hey, Rick.

I've got an address for you.

The calls are coming from her brother's place.

When did you notice the fire?

When I heard the sirens.

Did they find his body?

They found his remains.

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.

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.

I'm going crazy again.

I don't think you're crazy.

You don't know me.

I used to see things.

What things?

Things that weren't there.

I don't want to go back.

Call him.

What?

Call him.

It's all right.

Hi.

Who is this?

Hi, Tony.

Where are you?

Yeah, right.

I-- I need money.

You know what.

OK.

Where should we meet?

Hello?

You think I'm stupid?

Who is this?

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.

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.

This is a steep bridge.

It's the one sad part, OK?

But it's super cold.

Daddy, can I give you a hug?

Did you sign the forms?

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.

That'd be nice.

No one claimed the funds.

It's being returned.

Check it again.

Please.

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.

Come on, Susan.

What the fuck?

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.

Yeah, all this stuff sucks.

Hey.

Something catch your eye?

Bullets.

What's the tool?

Krieger 45.

Distance or stopping power?

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

I have just the thing.

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.

Daddy, can I go over the bridge.

Where are we?

No good here.

Where to go?

No, where are we?

What street?

Who was?

We can't stop here.

Hey!

Hey!

Traffic has been stopped in both directions.

A school bus.

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--

School bus went into the river.

Three dead.

Two boys and a little girl.

Real shame.

Good evening, Mr. Miner.

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.

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

Impossible is relative.

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.

Shut the fuck up!

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.

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.

How are you doing?

Can I help you with something?

I need a gun.

Something's-- something's not right.

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

They burn it.

Turn it to dust like it never existed.

I know what I saw and it's impossible.

You think I'm stupid?

I'm done.

I'm out.

Do not talk about my family.

I know what I fucking saw.

Maybe we could go see a movie some time.

Why, Daddy?

We whisper.

Don't get near us.

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.

OK.

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 saw your body.

Who's calling?

How are you alive?

Who's calling you?

How are you alive?

- I saw your body! - Help!

Help! How are you alive?

Somebody help me!

I saw your body I saw your body!

Don't ever come back here, understand?

He's dead, right?

The apartment, all those people.

I saw him with my own eyes.

I thought so too, until the water boiled.

Hi, Tony.

You lost?

Mario?

Do I know you, man?

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.

Who?

The one pulling the strings.

Frank?

Is that what you call him?

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.

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.

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.

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.

I just want to see my daughter.

But you do see your daughter every night.

No, no, no.

I love you, Daddy.

No, no, no, no.

Those are-- those--

those are dreams.

No, not dreams, memories.

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.

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.

Daddy.

Look.

Good evening, Mr. Miner.

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