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I'm sorry.

I thought that you were trying to drown yourself.

Were you?

It's not what you think it is.

- Really? - Yeah.

Yeah, really. I swear I'm fine. You can go now.

I was doing a thing.

What thing?

When I was 11, I almost drowned on this beach.

Okay, so…

I don't wanna forget what it felt like.

To drown?

To die.

Wow. That's morbid.

Yeah, but it's also kind of beautiful.

I'm sorry I ruined your death rehearsal.

It's fine, I forgive you.

- Are you gonna try again? - As soon as you leave.

Sticking with the drowning or…

Yeah, I haven't quite nailed it yet, so…

Yeah, but that was my fault.

Well, you're welcome to join me.

No, thanks.

I'm still very much trying to figure out how to be alive.

Well, good luck with that.

Good luck with your thing, too.

I'm Dan, by the way.

What's your name?

Come on.

Hey.

- I'm Ellie. - Hey, Ellie.

Okay.

So you're trying to die?

- It's easy. - Yeah?

Just let go.

Here we are.

This is me.

What do you think?

I want to be this flower.

Ellie.

- Will you marry me? - Yes.

- Yeah? - Yes, yes.

You know what, Dad? This is happening.

I'm getting out of here

and I don't fucking care what any of you say!

I hate it here!

Fuck all of you!

This place sucks and you never understood me, Mom!

None of you did!

Fuck this!

It's okay. It's just you and me now.

Always.

Dan?

Hello?

Excuse me.

Where are we?

They call it memory lane.

I don't understand.

We're in a madhouse, dear.

There's no way out.

And Mr. Brent is still throwing toilet rolls from the third story window.

Setting them free, he calls it.

I mean, just set them free through our plumbing system.

I don't think I'm asking much.

Excuse me.

Yes, dear.

What am I doing here?

Where's Dan?

- Answer me. - Okay, calm down.

We go through this every morning.

No, no, no, no, no. There's been some kind of mistake.

I'm afraid not.

I don't belong here.

Okay, okay, you know what? Let's go have a cup of coffee.

I don't want fucking coffee.

I want to get out of here!

Get me out of here!

Get me out! Get me out of here!

Get me fucking out of here!

- Enough now. - Let me out.

Enough now.

- Just look at me and breathe. - Don't touch me.

It's okay. You'll be okay.

Don't…

Don't fucking touch me.

It's fine. It's okay.

Shh.

Why are you doing this to me?

We're trying to help you.

You're exactly where you're supposed to be.

No… No, I'm not.

I'm here to take care of you.

I don't want you to take fucking care of me!

I want to get out now!

For fuck sakes.

Hello, Madala.

- Hello, elder. How are you? - I am.

- You are, okay. - Can you open?

- Okay, elder. - Okay.

Don't be alarmed. We've had quite the morning.

It's good you came.

You think so?

I think the heart always remembers, even when the mind forgets.

Sweetheart.

Thank God you're okay.

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm good.

What am I doing in this place?

They know how to take care of you here.

They fucking well don't.

Is it because of the accident?

Do you remember that?

Yes, but why, why? Did something happen to me?

Yeah.

- You started to… - To what?

Forget things.

Forget what?

Everything, sweetheart.

That is such bullshit.

I remember.

Look, it's okay if you don't remember.

I do, I do.

- I remem-- - It doesn't matter if you don't remember.

I do.

I remember how we met on the beach at Walker Bay.

You tried to save me.

We fell in love. We got engaged.

It's been us against the world ever since.

You and me.

Dan and Ellie, always.

No.

No, no, look at me. Look, look… Just look at me.

Look at me.

I am not crazy.

I am not sick.

I am still me.

And I don't belong in this place, and you know it.

And where are we off to?

We're going for a smoke.

You don't smoke.

I just started.

I don't think that's wise.

Well, then I'll just light up in here.

For God's sake.

Just follow me.

Bloody attitude.

This way.

Okay, over here we have the smoking section.

That is…

- Help me! Stop them! - Piss off.

- Mrs. Hart, please. - Piss off.

- Please, Mrs. Hart, please! - You fucking old cow.

Piss off…

- Piss off, piss off! - Ow! Stop it.

- That's not very nice, Mrs. Hart. - Piss off!

- Mrs. Hart! - Piss off.

- Go! Go away! - Mrs…

- Mrs. Hart, please. - Piss off.

Please. Oh, my God.

Get out before it's too late!

Whoo-hoo!

Hands, guys. Come, come, come.

Mmm-mmm. Needs more salt.

- Okay. - I'll do it.

I've got it. Don't worry about it.

But this time, she's a Rottweiler.

And she takes a giant steaming shit on my brand new Persian rug.

I'm sorry.

Um, who?

- My mother, the Rottweiler. - Of course.

And why do you think you're having this dream?

- Everyone's on holiday. - Olivia.

What?

What? Spit it out.

It's your brother.

Lucy, please pick up. Dad's kidnapped Mom.

Elder, shall I fill?

Fill it.

Check the oil up front.

Make sure the tires are 2.2.

Then we're on the road.

Okay, yes elder.

You're still trying to save me, huh?

Sweetheart, this time, I think you saved me.

If patients leave the facility, they need to follow protocol.

What made your father do this?

He wasn't entirely on board with bringing her here.

I see.

Look, it's never easy for children to see their parents turn frail.

But you need to be tough with them, like they were with you.

They need nurturing now.

Hmm.

Keep her room. We'll bring her back, I promise.

Well, you'd better get to it.

We found these under her mattress.

Oh, my God.

What?

- Oh, my God. - What?

It's her antipsychotics.

We can hit the road now. I've got a lot of lekker stuff here.

Hey, Brother. Where has my wife gone?

I don't know where.

Elna!

Hello. Welcome.

- Hi. - Hello.

Hello. Can I help?

No, thanks. I'm perfectly capable of dressing myself.

Okay.

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm perfectly fine.

Okay, just, uh, give me a shout if you need anything.

Yeah, thanks.

By the way, have you got a changing room?

It's right over there.

- Oh, okay, thanks. - Okay, right, I will be back shortly.

Hello?

Daddy, we're all here, okay? You're on speakerphone.

Dad, what the fuck?

Okay, I knew that you kids would have strong feelings about the situation.

Of course, Dad. We're worried sick.

Well, there's no need.

Your mother is fine.

In fact, I don't think she's ever been better.

Okay, Daddy, can you please just tell us why you did this?

I can't sit by and watch her wither away in that fucking shithole.

The drugs, the locks,

the dogs, the guards at the doors. Come on.

Okay, Daddy, there are no dogs,

and, by the way, those security measures are there for her own safety.

And you agreed.

No, no. I was bullied.

Oh, that is such horseshit.

- Okay, okay, Dad, okay. - Quit it. Quit it.

Noted. You're unhappy with her care.

Valid feelings, by the way, Dad.

But if you bring her back, we can talk options.

Never! Just get one thing straight.

I will never take that beautiful woman back to that place, okay?

Okay, Dad, just be reasonable. She's a very sick woman.

No, no, that's just the thing.

She's getting better.

Okay, what do you mean?

She's talking again.

She's… She's smiling.

She remembers.

Are you saying she's lucid?

Yeah, she knew who I was. She…

She and I talked about the accident.

And you know, she practically begged me

to take her out of that frickin' shithole.

Okay, that's very unlikely, okay, Daddy?

It's impossible.

Well, I'm sorry, but I'm telling you, that's what happened.

Okay, Dad, fine.

Care to fill us in? I mean, what's… what's the plan here?

I just want to make that woman happy.

Whatever it takes. Okay?

And we don't get a say?

No.

No, not anymore.

Okay, Daddy, please, can we just talk about this like--

Yeah, great, thanks.

- That was a really great conversation. - What?

Ma'am, are you in there?

Yes, I'll just be a minute.

Your wedding dresses, are they expensive?

Reasonable. Why do you ask?

Is someone getting married?

Yes.

Me. I am.

To who?

To my boyfriend.

We're eloping, actually. Come, zip me up.

You know, my parents are dead against it. Even my sister.

They think I'm too young, that I'm rushing.

- Right. - Yeah.

They even put me in an institution to keep us apart.

Oh, no. Shame.

So, that's why we're running away.

To live happily ever after?

Exactly.

Okay, listen, I'm gonna have to insist that you take this off, please.

Why?

Because, you see, we only fit by appointment.

Unfortunately, we're fully booked.

It's chock-a-block.

Oh, I see. I'm sorry.

- Yeah. - But could I maybe see what it looks like

with a pair of shoes on?

- Ma'am. - What? I mean… Please.

Size?

Five-and-a-half, but a six will do.

Okay, I'll be right back. Wait here.

Okay, so the lady in the change room,

I think she escaped from an insane asylum.

Okay, my gran lost her mind so that is fine,

but she is…

Ma'am, ma'am! Excuse me?

You have to pay for that. Ma'am? Ma'am, you have not paid for that.

Ma'am?

Hey, hey.

- Dan! Dan, we've got to go. - Ma'am?

- We've got to go. - Ma'am!

- Quickly. - Ma'am, you have to pay for that.

The check is in the mail. Don't worry.

Go, Dan, go.

We've got to get away. Yes.

You're looking pretty.

Let me just see.

Yeah, it's working, yes.

Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you.

We found them. We found our parents on GPS. Let's go.

- Go where? - After them.

I'm coming with you.

Coming with you.

Okay, hello? Hi.

Hi. Hey, guys. Hi.

- Hi. - Anyone interested in my opinion?

Hey, Liv, you wanna come with?

No. No, I don't, 'cause I have a job.

I can't just upend my life to run after our deranged parents.

Cool, noted. We'll keep you posted.

Okay, damn it.

So, can you tell me why you're wearing that thing?

What do you mean?

The plan hasn't changed. I'm still gonna marry you.

I don't care what my parents say. Fuck them. Just fuck 'em.

What do you say we do it at Walker Bay?

And after the wedding we get onto your boat

and we just sail off into the blue and beyond?

Right.

Yes.

That's right, world.

You can't stop love!

We're getting fucking married!

Whoo!

This is our fault.

How?

We should've made more of an effort with Dad and checked in on him.

I'm just warning you, you're taking this guilt trip alone.

He probably feels gaslit.

He definitely doesn't know what that means.

No, the thing is, I should've moved him in with me.

That's…

How is no one playing the violin?

Do you have to be so heartless?

Just realistic.

Yeah, cynical.

Lucy, children leave home, they screen their parents' calls,

come home at Christmas against their will. That's the way of the world.

This shit is beyond the call of duty.

It's fine, I get it. You hate Dad, always have.

I definitely don't.

It's not too late to walk away from this conversation.

You know what? You should journal about this,

but stop letting it be the driving force behind your life.

I don't hate Dad. I hate unsolicited psychoanalysis.

I'm not analyzing. Was I analyzing?

I was observing.

Guys, can you please just stop?

- Anger is clearly your outlet for grief. - I'm not fucking angry!

Okay.

I should never have come.

No one forced you to come.

I was just wondering.

Is it the worst thing in the world to admit that you're hurting?

What do you want from me?

You want me to cry?

Will it bring her back or just make me less of an unfeeling bitch?

That's not what I said. Is that what I said?

It's just what you resist will persist, Liv.

Are you a fortune cookie?

You'll have to deal with this one way or another, okay?

Both of you.

Why am I getting pulled into this exactly?

'Cause you're not keening like the Irish.

Just stop micromanaging our emotions, please.

I just want us all to engage with this.

Okay? To feel…

the feelings.

To let it all out.

- Does throwing up count? - Why do I even bother with you?

- If you perpetually suppress… - I'm serious. I'm not feeling good.

- What? - Can you stop the car? I'm gonna vomit.

Shit. Stop the car, she's gonna vomit.

- Are you okay? - Shut up. Don't talk.

Told you. What will out, will out.

We love you.

Do you think Dad was telling the truth?

Of Mom being lucid?

I don't know.

My feeling is it's wishful thinking.

- And even if she is… - It's not gonna last.

I'm thirsty.

Uh, there's water in the back.

Mmm-mmm. I want gin.

Where did you hide it this time?

Come on, sweetheart, not now.

Is it in here?

Hey.

What the hell?

Give it here.

You are not allowed to touch this ever again.

Do you hear me?

Never.

What are you doing with that?

I use it for protection.

You sound like my father.

The Dan I know hated guns.

Just drop it now, okay?

What happened to you while I was…

Leave it.

Leave it, sweetheart, leave it.

What now? What are you doing?

I still want some gin.

Now, come on. Come on, sweetheart.

- Ah, found it. - Oh.

No. Give that here. Give that here.

- Come on. - It's mine.

- Give that-- - It's mine. Leave me alone.

No! Let me have a bloody drink.

No!

What the fuck was that about?

You've been like this ever since we left Cape Town.

What's wrong with you?

Ah, shit!

- Now look what you've gone and done. - Me?

You threw the bottle out.

Why the fuck couldn't I just have a sip of gin?

Ah.

Okay.

Now just let me do the talking, okay?

Do you know why I stopped you?

I'm not sure, Officer. Was I speeding?

You threw a glass bottle out of the window.

There was a bee in it.

He was trying to save my life. I'm terribly allergic.

Oh, is that right?

That's right, yes.

I'll go get the breathalyzer.

Come on. Let's make a run for it.

No, no, let's stay just here and do what's right, okay?

When did you become so boring?

Are you sure you're okay?

Lucy, that is the seventh time you have asked me that.

If you ask me again, I will projectile all over you.

So, you're not okay.

Look, look, there they are.

- Is that a traffic cop? - Oh, my God.

Why is there a traffic cop?

Okay, just let me do the talking, please.

Oh, shit.

For fuck's sake.

I told you my family was going to come after me.

Just go. I've got nothing to say to them.

- No, no, no, please, Elna-- - Dan, just go.

I'm not going back to that place. I can't, I won't. Just go.

They're our parents.

- Your parents? - I think they're getting away.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Fuck.

Officer, wait.

- Are you gonna arrest them? - Of course she is.

- Please can we talk about this? - Ma'am, move.

- Please can we talk about this? - Ma'am, move!

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, let go.

They brought this on themselves. Let's just go home.

Come on, Lucy, let's get back in the car, please?

I just need to explain something to you.

- It's a complicated situation. - Get out of my way.

- Get out of my way, lady. - Please, no.

- Lady, move! - Stop.

Ma'am, move!

I'm sorry.

- Please. - Do you want me to arrest you?

- Can we talk about this? - Ma'am, move!

I just need five minutes.

- Five minutes of your time. - Lady…

Please, I can seriously explain.

This is a really complicated situation.

And so hard.

Please.

- I beg you. - One minute.

Thank you.

Go faster.

I'm driving as fast as I can.

You're driving like an old man. Step on it.

Stop it now!

Go on, go faster.

I'm not going to kill us. Enough!

Stop the car.

- Elna, please-- - Stop the bloody car!

- Calm down. - Stop the damn car!

- No, I won't. - I'm going to throw myself out.

Stop it!

Shit.

Bloody hell.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

What do you want from me?

Just to get back in the car.

Just go away.

Ellie, we don't have time for this.

Just let them take me. What's the point?

You…

You said that you wanted to spend your life with me.

When did you change your mind?

There's nothing I want more.

It's…

It's been fucking hell without you.

And I…

I can't lose you again, Ellie.

It'll kill me.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, don't go there.

Don't let that spoil our plans.

We've got the rest of our lives ahead of us.

We can start over. It's never too late.

Okay, we're getting close.

Guys?

This is important.

When we catch up with them, do not call them Mom or Dad, okay?

We do not know who or where she thinks she is right now.

Cool, so just pretend we're orphans, got it.

Right, so it's okay to lie to her?

No, telling Mom her reality is a lie right now is way worse.

And what happens if we don't get her the pills?

She becomes delirious, has a full-on psychotic break.

Great, so, Mom is losing her memory and her mind. Great.

There they are! Go, go, go!

Move, you idiot.

Move, move, move, move, move, move.

Shit.

Move, you stupid idiots.

Okay, okay, okay. They're coming. Let's get out.

Okay.

Move, man.

Move!

Move, you idiots.

Move, move, move, move, move, move.

- Hi. - Daniel, Elna!

Can you move these things?

Oh, my God. Excuse me.

Hi. Sorry. Hi.

- Don't bite me. - Move, move, move, move.

Jesus Christ. I don't like these things, Ralph.

- Shoes. - Oh, my God.

Wait! Stop!

- Daniel! - Where are they?

Come on. No. Wait.

- Oh, my God. - No.

Fuck off!

Is she wearing a wedding dress?

Okay, so, definitely not lucid.

Guys, come back, please, so we can just talk about this.

- There's nothing left to say. - No!

Just leave us alone, you losers.

Don't laugh.

Okay, come. Come, we're going after them.

- What? - Just come on.

- Is this a good idea, Ralph? - Get in the boat.

- My God. - My word.

- What? - Okay.

- Who's getting in where? - I'll go in the front.

This is very hard.

Go, Dan, go.

Can you guys please just stop? You're acting like children.

And what is that to you, bitch?

Elna, please! We're just trying to help you.

No, you're not.

You're just trying to keep us apart, and I won't let you,

so just why don't you fuck off?

All three of you get fucked!

You lied to us, Daniel.

- She needs her pills. - Stop it.

- Ralph, stop. - She's clearly out of her mind.

Ralph, stop it.

But you keep trying to outrun a disease, but you can't, Dad!

- You can't outrun-- - Ralph, stop!

Oh, my God.

What the fuck?

- Oh, my God. - Fuck.

Guys…

I'm sorry, I really need to pee.

Not in the water, Liv. That's how the parasites get in.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Why the hell did you do that?

We were gaining on them.

'Cause I specifically asked you not to fuck with Mom's reality.

He's using this to manipulate her.

Come on. You don't know that.

You saw him, okay? He's loving this. He's playing along with everything.

- Could be folie à deux. Shared psychosis. - You always do this.

You'd scour the entire DSM to justify Dad's behavior.

If a person spends enough time in the company of delusions,

it becomes their reality, too.

That's all the more reason to get Mom away from him.

You're starting to scare me.

He abducted her, Lucy. He's putting her life in danger.

- There must be a of legal way of-- - Of what?

Of doing what?

Of separating them?

If that's what it takes to keep Mom safe, then, yes.

Olivia?

He called you Dad.

Why would he do that?

Dan?

- What? - Answer me.

Look, maybe you heard him wrong.

How can an accident cause a disease?

Elna, just leave it now, please.

Which way?

We split up. I'll go this way.

- I'll come with you. - No, you go with Lucy.

- Ralph. - Just go.

Jesus.

I thought I was the angry one.

I'm worried about him.

You're always worried about someone.

Dan, look!

What?

What is it?

It's nothing.

I… I thought that…

I…

I think I should sit down a little bit.

Yeah, come, come.

Come, sit here.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm just a bit dizzy.

All right, well, then just catch your breath…

and rest here a while.

I'm gonna go and find a way out of this place.

Um, I'll be good in a minute.

- Okay. - I'm fine, go.

Okay.

Elna!

- This forest… - It's really creepy.

I was gonna say beautiful.

You don't think it's like one of those Japanese suicide forests, do you?

- Olivia, that is not fucking funny. - What?

Don't tell me it hasn't crossed your mind.

Fucking hell. I would never ever even consider Dad capable of…

What, euthanasia?

That is something you do for your pet, okay? Not your partner.

Tell that to the Swedes.

Fuck, you're un-fucking-believable.

Please, spare me the fucking moral outrage.

If that disease came for me, I would expect you to put a pillow over--

You know what? Why don't I just do it now

and put us all out of our misery?

Please, like you'd ever have the fucking guts.

Did you just push me?

- Yeah, I fucking pushed you. - Don't touch me.

- I'm gonna push you again. - Don't touch me.

Don't touch you? Must I not touch you, Liv?

- Is it fucking hard when people touch you? - Don't touch me!

Stop it!

You are like a little fucking child.

- You need-- - Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

You cannot do that. That is… Fuck, that is sore.

- You started it. - Liv, that is really, really sore.

- Fuck you. Yeah. - Ow.

Yeah, exactly. Does that hurt?

Yes, it does.

Both of us stop. Both of us stop on three.

- One. - One.

- Two. - Two.

- Three. - Three.

Ow!

Fuck! Don't fucking bite me!

- Do you wanna die, Liv? - Stop it.

- Do you want to fucking die? - Stop it. So immature.

Just tell me.

Why are you so angry?

It hurts.

Why… Why are you so angry?

Because she forgot me first.

Okay?

Are you happy?

- Liv, it doesn't work like that. - I know. I know.

But it still makes me feel…

expendable.

- That's just middle child syndrome. - Will you stop? Stop.

I don't need therapy right now.

- I just need space. - A hug?

- Stop it. - Okay.

You know what your problem is? You…

You need to get it out. Just…

stop fighting it, stop fighting the tears.

Just cry, Liv. Just get it out.

No.

Why?

Because if I do…

I will never stop.

Dad?

Let me pass.

- Dad, where's Mom? - Boy, I said get out of my way.

Dad, just stop walking and talk to me, please.

Why won't you let me look after my own flippin' wife?

- Because you can't. - Yes, I can.

No, Dad, not with this, okay? It's 24-hour vigilance.

It's hiding keys and locking gates, it's packing pills and knives

- and flammables away. - That's what I did for the three of you.

No.

No, Dad, that's not true.

Yes, I did.

No, Dad, that was Mom.

Oh…

So that is what this is all about, hmm?

Look, Dad, no one expects you to be her doctor or her parent.

You're her partner.

I am everything,

anything she wants me to be.

If you're so good at taking care of her, then where is she?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

Elna!

Elna?

She was here, on this stump. She promised me she'd stay here.

- Elna! - Elna!

No! No!

No, no, no.

No, please, no.

No, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no!

No. No.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no. Stay with me.

Come on. I'm right here.

I'm right here. Stay with me, baby.

Stay with me. Don't go.

Don't go, baby. Stay.

Come on, look at me. Look at me, look at me.

Look at me, Dan. Look at me.

No. No.

No! No!

No! Dan, no.

No, no.

No.

No. No.

No!

Elna?

Down there.

- Move. - What is it?

Dan, I thought…

Are you okay?

There was a woman and then she had a knife and then…

Okay, this is enough.

- She's coming with us. - No.

I'm warning you. Leave her alone!

Hey, what is going on?

I begged the three of you not to put her in that place.

She deserves better.

Don't we deserve a say in her care?

No. No, you don't.

I have spent 50 years of my life loving this woman.

And we have spent our whole lives loving her.

I love you, too, all right?

I love you, but you know nothing about growing old,

you know nothing about dying.

And why should you?

Now just let me look after her.

Okay, well, clearly you've lost your mind, too, so she's coming with me.

- No, leave her alone. - You stay away from her!

- Or I will get a restraining order… - Whoa!

…and you'll never see her again.

She's the love of my life.

Then you should've taken better care of her.

- Elna, come, please. - No.

- Come with me. - No.

Listen to me. We have to go now.

- I said no. - Oh, my God.

Dan, come over here.

Come stand here with me.

- Um, Elna… - Put up your hands.

Don't do anything you're gonna regret.

- I'm fine, I'm fine. - Listen to me, just calm down.

I am calm. I am very calm.

Just put up your fucking hands.

- I said put your hands where… - Put the gun down.

What is it you don't get?

I love this man.

And I am going to spend the rest of my life with him

and I'm not gonna let you fucking stop me.

Where are the car keys? Give them to me.

Come on!

Let's go, Dan.

Move. Move!

Move!

And don't try to follow us.

I swear to God, if I see one of you,

I'll shoot you.

I hate you.

Bastards.

Elna, please. Please, wait. Just we…

- We're you're-- - We're your family.

We're your family.

Family?

What kind of family would put me in a place like that?

Sweetheart, please give me that gun.

Please?

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey. Hey. Wait.

Sir, please, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Stop, stop, please.

Thank you so much for stopping.

Are you all right, sweetheart?

I'm fine.

I think we just lay low tonight…

and in the morning, first thing,

we find a priest.

Ellie.

Ellie. Ellie.

What?

You can't marry me, Dan.

- Why not? - Because they're right.

I'm going mad.

We're… We're all a little bit crazy, sweetheart.

No, Dan. No, you don't understand.

I'm… I'm seeing things,

and I… I don't think that they're real.

It's all wrong, Dan. I can't--

I don't care.

No, Dan, you don't understand.

I don't care.

Now, look, listen.

Look at me. Look at me.

I'm never leaving your side.

And where you go, I go.

And if that means losing our minds…

we'll lose them together.

Huh?

You and me, Ellie.

Always.

Thanks.

- Thanks so much. - Welcome.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Okay.

So, what's the plan?

I'll book us a BnB.

No, I mean what is the plan with Mom and Dad?

Are we going after them now--

- What's the point? - What do you mean what's the point?

What is the point? She hates us.

She confirmed it. We're bad children.

How many times do I have to tell you, Liv?

It's a disease. She is sick.

None of what comes out of her mouth is meant for us.

Yeah, well, it still hurts.

Yeah, I know.

But it's time for us to become adults…

and do the right fucking thing.

When are you gonna wake up? It's over.

It's… It's fucked.

It's fucked.

We can't just abandon them.

They abandoned us.

Where are you going?

To get a drink.

It's clear what they want.

It's time we respect that.

What is wrong with you people?

These humans are our parents

and it is our duty to look after them

and to care for them and to love them no matter fucking what.

By locking them up?

What are we doing?

Are we keeping them safe or keeping them prisoner, Lucy?

Yeah, well, then…

Then I don't fucking know how to love them anymore.

Maybe right now…

loving them is letting them go.

Let's gather some driftwood.

I can make us a fire.

What?

Sweetheart?

Hmm?

Are you ready?

Almost there.

We must get a move on.

The kids are meeting us for drinks before.

Yes, sweetheart, in a minute.

Go now.

What the hell are you doing?

Sweetheart?

Sweetheart? Sweetheart?

We've got to go now.

I know, I know, I'm sorry.

I can't find my shoes.

Well, I'll go and start the car.

- I'll wait for you there. - Okay.

Of course they're gonna say thank you for the waiters…

Hello.

- Hi, Daddy. - Hello.

- You look gorgeous. - Handsome.

- Hello. - Hey.

- Attaboy. - Dad.

- It's so nice to see you. - You, too, sweetheart.

- Hello, Mommy. - Hey, sweetie.

- Well, we made it. - Yes, we did.

- You are a little late. - I know, I'm sorry, I…

Don't listen to him. We just arrived. Come on.

You look amazing, Mom.

Thank you. So do you…

Olivia.

Of course, Olivia.

You all look… You look amazing, yeah.

Can I get you something to drink?

- Yes, thanks. - Great.

- Have this in the meantime. - Oh.

- There you go. - Thank you.

Sweetheart, I'm just gonna get myself a whiskey, okay?

Okay, sweetheart.

- What's it? Thank you. - Bubbles for me, thank you.

- How's it? - So, how many heads did you shrink today?

- Cheers. - Oh, cheers.

So, are you excited?

Of course.

This is my favorite opera in the whole world.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm perfectly fine.

- I've got to get out. - What?

Are you okay?

I've got to get out.

I've got to get out. I've just got to get out.

- I've got to get out. I've got to get out. - No.

Elna.

Mom?

What is she doing?

Where's the car?

There it is.

Elna!

Just go away!

Please, sweetheart, you don't have to do this.

What are you doing?

- No. - Open up.

- No, no, leave me alone. - Open the door.

- Just go away. - Elna, please.

Leave me alone. Go!

Go… Go away.

Go away.

Go away.

Oh, fuck!

- Oh, God! - Hey!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

Don't move, don't move.

Are you okay? Are you fine?

Should I call an ambulance?

I'm okay.

Help me up, would you?

Okay, okay, okay.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

You're fine, you're fine.

I'm fine.

Lady, watch where you're going.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Welcome, Elna.

This is not my house.

This is your house now.

Sweetheart.

What are you doing here?

What happened?

I saw it.

What?

The truth.

Sweetheart, it's okay.

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

It is not okay at all.

Stop pretending that it's okay. It's not okay.

My whole life…

my children,

everything just taken for me.

We were married in 1976.

We bought a house in Malmesbury.

Lucy was first to come, and then Olivia,

then Ralph.

You loved the heck out of those children,

and, God, did they love you back.

We never… We never saw the world,

but we made our own.

And it was marvelous.

Sweetheart, you are loved,

deeply,

and I'm going to remind you of that every single day.

Who are you?

Maybe we should go back to the fire.

It'll warm us.

Hmm?

Come.

Come, sweetheart.

Okay.

I'm just gonna go to the car quickly.

I saw a bottle of water there.

Okay?

What's your name?

Daniel.

My name is…

My name is…

Just stay there, okay?

Stay there. I'll be right back.

Come back here!

Come back here!

You, old man.

Don't judge us.

We just got held up at gunpoint by a geriatric.

She's being so overly dramatic.

It was just our mom.

You know this thing,

this awful, unfair, fucked up thing…

happened to all of us…

and yet I've never felt more alone.

That's because you think grief is supposed to be a team sport.

Well, we're not a team, we're a family, Liv,

and I think it's safe to say that we've completely fallen apart.

I think, under the circumstances, most people would.

Enough, please.

This is so fucking boring.

Less talking, more dancing.

Both of you.

- I don't feel like dancing. - Come.

Okay, here we go.

Liv wants to dance.

Oh, my God.

Mom?

Wait.

Mom?

Okay.

Okay, just let it out.

Yes, Liv.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about your mommy, sweetheart.

I lost mine in 2018.

I still bump into her daily.

Do you want a sip?

Okay.

You're right.

This pain,

it's just all the leftover love…

you don't get to give.

Don't numb it.

Hello?

Hello.

Hello.

Who are you?

Who's your mommy?

Come with me.

Come with me. Come with me, sweetheart.

There we go. You're mine now.

Let's cover you up.

Come on, sweetie.

Come on.

Who is your mom?

Eh?

Who?

Come on, sweetie.

Hello.

What's wrong?

Oh, my God, Dad, are you okay?

I'm fine.

- Daddy? - I'm fine.

- Are you okay? - I need to get to your mother.

- What? - She's out there, all alone.

- What? - Dad, where?

Where are you going?

- Dad. - Daddy.

Come on.

- Come on. - Let's go.

Dad.

You're bleeding. Are you all right?

What happened to your head?

We're gonna be late.

Go and join them, Elna.

Yes.

Elna!

Wait, wait, wait. There she is.

- Yeah. - Elna!

Mom, wait!

- Hello. - Hi, ma'am.

If you don't mind, please don't go past the rock.

We're about to enter.

It's a wedding.

I know. It's mine.

Hold on! Wait.

- Elna! - Elna!

Elna!

Um…

Ma'am, I think you may be lost.

No, not at all.

I'm here to get married.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

The groom will be here any mi… There he is.

Okay, okay.

Come on, hurry up. You're late.

Hurry up, Dan. Come on.

Yes.

Okay, so…

We are so sorry.

- That's our mother and… - She's really ill.

And she thinks it's her wedding.

Elna. And I'm Daniel.

And we'd really like to get married now, please.

We'll… We'll go and get her, okay?

No. It's fine.

Let your mother have her moment. We'll wait.

Thank you.

Okay…

Dearly beloved, change of plans.

We are going to celebrate the union of this couple first.

Elna and Daniel,

as you stand here before each other,

do you promise to love and cherish one another…

through sickness and in health…

through all the joys and challenges that life may bring?

Yes.

Yes. Yes, I do.

Then it is my absolute honor

to pronounce you husband and wife.

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Don't worry.

You are such special children.

And the way you've looked after your mother…

Forget about us.

We've had a wonderful life.

It's up to you now…

to go out and make wonderful lives for yourselves.

Be happy.

Promise?

Sweetheart.

Come and say goodbye.

Are they going somewhere?

No, it's us that are going.

- Oh. - Yeah. Come.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming to our wedding.

You're such a special young man.

And you, my beauty, thank you, thank you, thank you.

You really made our day.

Thank you. It was lovely, lovely meeting you.

I hope I see you again one day.

Bye-bye. You keep well.

Look after yourselves.

We're going on a great adventure.

I'm not sure when we'll be back, but I hope it's not too long.

Mommy will never forget you.

Bye-bye, my darlings.

Oh, bye-bye, my sweethearts.

Look after each other.

- Bye. - Bye.

Mommy loves you.

Bye!

- We love you! - Be good, children.

Mommy loves you.

Mommy loves you so much.

Mommy loves you.

We love you, we love you, we love you.

We love you, we love you.

We love you. We love you.

- We love you. We love you. - We love you.

- We love you. - We love you.

- We love you. - Love you.

We love you!

We love you!