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Remember, Ulysses. Remember.

Where the hell is Ulysses? He said he'd be here.

Alright. What are our casualties?

Alright, everybody, up against that wall.

Now!

OK.

Those of you who have been killed, stand facing the wall.

- Everybody who's alive, face me. I don't want to count twice. - What about him?

Get him over there with you.

You alive, sonny?

OK, you face out with us.

Alright, Lou, Kenneth... I'm afraid you boys gotta git.

I'm sorry, fellas. There's no other way.

Move that, get the door back open.

Cops will make sure you get to the morgue.

You know something? They're the lucky ones.

Why in the name of Jesus' sparrows,

do Ulysses have us shoot our way into a building that's completely surrounded?

He knows what he's doing. That's why he's the boss, Big Ed, and you're not.

Remember, Ulysses. Remember.

The happiness a house has known...

...is free to vanish the moment its inhabitants leave.

But sorrow...

sorrow must linger.

I'm a part of the house you're looking at.

It would be misleading to say I... live here.

Ghosts...

Ghost.

Ah-ah! Ghost.

Ghosts...

have a weary time of it.

Just ask me,

Ulysses.

Remember.

This house belonged to Ulysses Pick,

his wife Hyacinth,

and their 4 children.

No one has lived in it for years.

Just one more night.

There's Ulysses now.

Approaching the back door just as he used to do

every evening.

Home.

Ulysses, you are...

home.

The room.

The rooms!

You think you could stand up now?

Yes. Are we home yet?

Shh.

We need to be very quiet.

We're in my home. We're gonna stop

here for a bit.

I need to dry off.

We'll warm you up.

It still smells like salt water.

My mouth...

I can still taste it.

Are you really here?

The room.

The room!

Remember, Ulysses.

Remember.

I'm hemaintenant.

I'm coming, Hyacinth.

Remember.

Remember.

Hold my hand.

Something's wrong.

I, I can't hear my own thoughts.

That's happened to me before.

They'll come back.

I can hear your thoughts.

That's odd.

What am I thinking about?

Your wife.

Your wife, Ulysses,

is with me at the very top of the house...

where you need to be.

Your bedroom, your bed.

Many... enemies in this house.

And I am one of them.

We didn't think you were going to show.

I said I'd be here, didn't I?

Who's the girl?

- Someone here to help me. - She looks like a wreck.

I know what I'm doing.

you had us kidnap. What are we supposed to do with him?

You'll find out when you need to know.

- Getting fed up with being kept in the dark. - We lost some men

- getting here. - We knew we were gonna have a gunfight, didn't we?

It looks like you're wounded there, Heatly.

- How many dead? - Three.

Police could just come blasting through that door.

What's taking them so long?

You, OK?

Doing OK?

Rochelle, you have a change of clothes?

We gotta get Denny warm here.

Je lui donne rien.

Put this on. Don't worry...

Nobody will be looking.

You hear that storm out there?

No one's coming after us while that's going on.

This kind of weather stirs me up. Man's weather.

Stay put!

- What do you think you're doing? - J'en ai assez. Je me rends aux flics.

I'll tell when you've had enough. Now, sit down, Rochelle. Don't make me say it twice.

J'ai un flingue, tu sais.

You have a gun. I have a gun.

Let me tell you something: guns take some getting used to.

- T'as aucun respect pour moi! - Unless you want some red

porridge where that fun loving face of yours used to be,

I suggest you take that out of your underwear.

Il y a quelqu'un qui me dessine dessus, Ulysses.

Ici.

It's a very good likeness. Wonder who the

aspiring artist is.

Don't look at me.

Heatly is the picture painter in this crowd.

But then, you know you can trust him.

He kills your son, and you pay him back by adopting him.

Don't you mention my son. I don't mind

getting dirtied around in your brain.

What goes on with Heatly, that's between him and me.

- No one else, you understand? - Yes.

Let's all take a deep breath.

And give Big Ed's cock a chance to go down a little bit.

- I may be chained to my daughter's bed.

But no one knows how long

my chain is. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Alright... While we're waiting

for Big Ed here to decide what he's doing,

everybody take out their guns and throw 'em in the basket.

Hurry up! I want to see them.

Gimme this!

Find me a... boy scout knife

with a snake on it and a wolverine.

- A wolverine? - Yes.

Her name is Crispy.

Right. Listen up.

Our 2 guests, Denny here and this...

fellow we've got tied up, they're coming with me.

It's private business. Everybody else stays in this room.

When I need you to fetch something, I'll let you know.

Heatly, you're in charge while I'm gone. How's the wound?

Denton, look after him. Rochelle,

take that underwear off and throw it in the furnace.

- I don't want to be reminded of your betrayal. - Et je porte quoi alors?!

You put on Denny's dress. You can wring it out and sit by the fire.

Also, turn your back to me.

- And when the police attack, what are we supposed to do? - Just behave.

I'll take care of everything.

- So we just sit here? - Yes.

Quietly, and everyone can...

think of their sins.

I hear something.

No, you didn't.

There's someone in the back hall.

Anyone else think they heard someone, raise your hands.

Alright, no harm in checking.

- It's probably just a ghost. - I'll be right back.

If it is a ghost,

leave him alone. They don't like to be touched.

Now, you're the one who's jumpy. Relax!

I'll be right back.

Did you come from outside?

Please, don't be afraid.

I'm your friend.

Don't be afraid.

This is gonna be good.

Ogilbe's gone.

Will no one do what I say?

Fireworks.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ah!

Heatly, please, please don't die on me.

I need you to hear this, Heatly.

After you killed my son, and I adopted you,

that wasn't an act of forgiveness.

I did that to torture you...

and myself because I was unable to save him.

But after I made you my son,

something changed, I...

saw how talented you were,

how loyal. You were the best man I had.

In fact, you matter to me more than any of my sons.

I love you.

By dismal rights,

we win our bliss.

- Our house is a strange labyrinth

with a small quadrangle at its center.

An indoors-outdoors open to the elements.

It's here that my daughter keeps her dark and depthless bog.

When we got the place, Hyacinth wanted a little garden

of her own,

totally secluded inside the house.

It's funny, I forgot about that.

Two bodies.

Heatly...

Beloved Heatly.

Ogilbe...

...buried at sea.

I commemorate the solemn occasion

in my own fashion.

Bellview, you find my wolverine and scout knife?

Ah, Crispy!

You ready?

- You ready? - In my head, I'm still drowning.

Don't listen to your thoughts, just listen to mine, OK?

You gotta help me remember things. I've wasted

so much time already. I've gotta find my wife!

- Gotta get home. - And who are you leaving in charge now?

You're no good, Big Ed. I can't trust you.

- But you are the best we have left. - I agree.

One afternoon early in your marriage, you came home unexpectedly.

It looked like there had been a robbery.

I remember. Things were turned over,

smashed.

- You had dogs then? - Five.

It was stormy that day, same as now.

Your wife was racing with the animals indoors.

Like a beast herself running with the pack.

- Hyacinth. - She was

- furious you found her like that. - She was so naked.

No one has ever been so naked.

It's gone, I've lost it.

- Where are we? - We're at a locked door.

Hyacinth locked herself in her room.

I thought, my God...

she's a complete stranger to me.

But that was the day that I loved her the most.

So many locked doors...

and they all have to be opened.

Father. Father.

Are you having another nightmare?

No. It's all right.

Just another drowning.

Always the same girl.

- Who is she? - I'm not sure.

She won't let me save her.

Were you ever young, father?

When I was young, I used to think

that I could save the day for the people I love.

But I never saved anyone's day.

- You haven't given up? - No, I can't. I still have a son.

You know when you start having children,

you used to always worry that something terrible might happen.

Little that you know, you're the culprit of it.

Where's Chang?

Somewhere around here, I don't know.

When I woke up, he wasn't here.

When you and he are...

- I have to lie there and listen. - Hm.

A father should not have to listen to his daughter.

A father should not have to be tied

to his daughter's bedpost.

Come up here in bed with me.

Oh, your hair!

It's so soft...

just like Manners.

Manners.

The choice of my children's name...

Manners, that's half-way

of being a gentleman, isn't it?

Where did you find that?

How come you can see other rooms

and I can only see this one?

Oh! It's Aunt Camille. Camille, can you hear me?

Who is playing the piano?

Can I tell you both a secret?

Ulysses is coming.

He's in the house.

And here's the funny part:

he's come back to save you.

And I think he may have an even stronger need...

- to kill you. - Hm...

is he alive enough to do that?

Hyacinth,

are you there?

It's Ulysses.

Why have you come?

I'm returning what was lost.

What do you bring?

A knife for Manners, and Crispy for Lota.

I'll pretend you're not here.

Likewise. How do I get in?

Whatever there is

left of you, I will have it before the night is over.

You have my word on that.

- What do you see? - I see a pile of flyers

on a table.

I am a dog.

Why, man was my friend during the stone age...

Let's go. Let's go.

I remember.

Let's go.

Yahtzee!

- Jesus Christ! - Poor confused Ulysses,

you don't even recognize your youngest son, Brucie.

Jesus Christ!

Ghost.

Ahh!

- Or, for that matter, your oldest son, Ned.

Ned, milk drinking Ned.

Another tortured soul.

Worst of all, your tied-up kidnapped victim,

also unrecognized, is your only surviving son:

Manners.

The boss wants a green bowl.

He says there's a junk vendor out there that has the right kind.

Send Milo.

He loves taking orders.

Milo...

I've got the wallpaper.

Well, you can't have Nate, Denton, or Frosty.

They're doing some work for me.

Manners was always a bit of a...

teen engineering prodigy.

For his high school science fair,

he won first prize with his bike-powered

home version of the electric chair.

Voltage enough to kill an ox.

You think stealing Ulysses' mistress is the best way to protect our interests?

Get this redecorating going.

The deadline is at dawn.

If there's a way out of here, I'm the only one

with a clear enough head to find it.

Horseshoes.

Deadline is dawn!

Bellview, what kept you? Look at the time!

We're doing our best. Hey, your kidnap victim has got blood coming out of his shoes.

Well, then take his shoes off, then. I'm not stopping you.

It's a leaky night. You owe me one, buddy.

Hyacinth...

are you there? It's Ulysses.

Why have you come?

I'm returning what was lost.

- What do you bring? - Ned's bow.

I'll pretend you're not here.

Likewise.

Will you let me in?

So you're a doctor, huh?

Yes, I am a doctor.

Do they have to do this in front of me?

It's a free country. None of our business, really.

We're rigging up a hot seat over there. If it works,

Boss is gonna get his nuts fried.

But you've seen it all, haven't you?

Being a doc.

All sorts of weird shit.

Bet you poked your finger into every one of a lady's secret places.

- Do you mind? I'm with a patient. - Suit yourself.

Hey, Milo, he says you're a patient.

Why did Ulysses have you brought here?

Some girl may have drowned tonight.

I was told that I had to examine her,

that I had no...

choice in the matter.

But you'd rather be home asleep.

Safe and sound in your own comfy bed.

You and me both.

I can assure you...

I wouldn't be sleeping.

How come?

His son died tonight

at the hospital.

But you're a doctor.

I...

couldn't save him.

He was my only child. I am...

terrified of wasps.

I made him clean out a nest

in the garage

high up in the corner.

He fell off the ladder...

still holding the nest in his hand.

I hear the sound of wasps getting louder and louder.

I couldn't move.

His neck was broken

and all those wasps

stinging his face. Hundreds and hundreds.

What was it that you said

- that made me laugh? - I don't remember.

I remember.

You said: you couldn't

cater to my every whim.

Yes, that's what you said.

I have my orders.

Can I go now?

- Tu crois que tu m'as exactement o� tu veux?

- Haven't I? - N'en sois pas si s�r.

Always the same sounds.

How I loathe them!

Calypso says that one of my children's head is in this pot.

It's in this flowerpot under the forget-me-nots.

The roots are growing into their skulls, into their brains.

And he says I should water it with my tears.

It's never too late to start loving a child.

What do you think it is?

I think it's Lota. You can't get rid of her,

- not this time, anyway. - Don't say that!

If Ulysses ever comes back, will anything really change?

Remember.

Remember.

Remember, Ulysses.

How did you get in?

Found an extra key.

When do you plan to come out and rejoin us?

Never.

Your grief...

- It's a boa constrictor squeezing me so tight.

- Sitting here by yourself won't help.

- There's nothing left.

What happened?

I don't think I can last much longer.

- You made it this far. - I'm cold.

It's hot in here.

Ah!

Much... much better.

Looks a little crowded in there.

I'll manage.

Soon you won't need me.

I can go back.

Has Ned's bed been stripped?

Yes.

You've always been a terrible man. Terrible man.

- That's right. - You put a gun to his head.

That's right.

Let's get this off and get you into the tub.

That's all that's left of Ned-- a bowl.

One bowl.

I didn't even want it when he gave it to me.

- Let me hold it while you get in-- - Don't touch it.

- He gave it to me. Don't touch it! - OK.

Don't touch it.

- Let me take that just for a moment. - Ah! He gave it to me.

- Just let me hold it-- - HE GAVE IT TO ME!

Look what you've done!

Look what you've done!

Ah! Ah! It's mine, don't touch it!

Don't touch it!

It's mine, he gave it to me!

The damage was already done.

I remember.

No, you don't!

Oh good. She left her dress.

That was nice of her.

Where do we go from here?

Lota.

Sad, sad Lota.

There's a secret passage.

- Where? - Behind that wall.

There's a little nail...

Right here... by a stain

that looks like a wolf's head.

Just so. Little staircase.

Now, what about our bleeding friend?

Alright, I'm not gonna tie you up this time.

Slip that stuff on for now. How are you doing?

I'm feeling light-headed.

- What am I thinking? - I can't hear your thoughts so well now.

- There's more room in here for me. - Well, hold on.

I think my lungs are filling up.

No. There's still time.

You've got plenty of air in you.

I've said so. Let's go.

Yes, we'll need this. I'll take care of this.

The old radio, we don't want to leave that behind.

Don't touch that gag, son!

I'll tie you up twice as tight and leave you here.

I'm feeling faint. Let me go. I don't need your help.

Keep your distance.

I don't like the way his hands feel.

I don't blame you. He's a sorry specimen.

Cyclops ahead.

That penis is getting dusty.

Let's get prepared.

Things got bad around here when Ned died.

I can't tell who it is.

Ulysses is getting closer.

I can hear him down there.

He's bent on forgiveness...

which is much more frightening than revenge.

There will be no forgiveness, Father. That's why I keep you

chained at my bed.

If you let me go, I'll make sure Ulysses doesn't get here.

What would happen to my son then?

I'll take care of that, I promise you.

Hyacinth, are you there?

It's Ulysses.

- Who's that? - I don't know.

Looked like my uncle Siro, my mother's brother.

Did he pass here?

I can't recall.

Ghosts.

Ghost.

Denny, Denny, Denny.

Waiting for Denny.

Manner's radio.

Tuned between stations...

...the way he always liked it.

Remember, Ulysses.

Remember.

I'm fading.

- I don't like this dress. - Yes, you do. You liked it before. It's pure silk.

Silk... I can hear the worms chewing against my skin.

There are no worms on this dress. I can guarantee that.

The silk, you have to smell.

Shh! Come on, now.

Who gave you privileges?

Huh!?

Silk.

They have to soak the silk web in sulphur.

So the little worms don't survive. But some of them--

the tough ones-- they eat their way through.

Tea kettle.

- Take it off. - What? The dress?

She's right, you know.

- Who are you? - I'm Dr. Lemke.

I believe you sent for me to examine a drowned girl.

That's a false alarm, doc.

As you can see, she's fully recovered.

Let me be the judge of that.

There's no need really. Let me pay you for your troubles.

I left my dead son

in the hospital just to be here tonight,

and this better not going to be a fool's errand.

Let's get her dress off immediately.

This is very serious indeed.

She is totally blind and full of water.

Well, I agree that she's blind, but she's been

walking around all day, helping me without a complaint.

Look here.

Have a look.

She has been under for a very long time.

And the gravel in the water really was working hard,

rubbing against her fleas.

Look at that.

Little flecks of gold.

In Homer's day, that's how they panned for gold...

with the lamb's wool in the river.

- Let the water run through. - Shut your mouths!

- Who gave you permission to speak? - Denny. Denny!

- Manners. - Yeah!

Yeah, it's me.

- How long have you been here? - All night.

You washed the blood off my feet.

Who did you say you were?

I'm your son.

Manners?

How can that be? How come I don't recognize you?

- You got a lot on your mind. - Yes, but...

And how do you know her?

She's the girl I'm in love with.

Were in love with.

It's too late for that now.

OK.

It's coming back to me. It's slowly coming back to me.

- We were together until she-- - Broke up with you.

Didn't she?

And then not long after that, she...

- she drowned. - By accident!

I can help now.

Just please let me help. Let me help her.

Please.

Denny.

DENNY! Tell me what I have to do.

She's waterlogged, there's nothing that can be done.

You're making a mess here

and you don't even know how to do it.

Cover her up, for God's sake. She's cold as ice.

You can stay up here together. Take care of her.

If I'm not needed here anymore, my son is waiting.

There's arrangements to be made.

Of course.

Keep pumping all you like, it doesn't make any difference.

I'll give you an advice:

leave a silver coin in her mouth for the boatman

and get some rest. Lie down.

Nice wallpaper.

You're my son.

Glad to see you.

Time for another gale. A tempest for one!

Where is Bellview?

Bedroom, redecorating.

You should be doing that instead than loafing. His job is to fetch things for me.

You find that seashell basket?

Il est juste l�.

Ulysses, il y a quelque chose qu'il faut que je te dise.

�a ne prendra qu'un instant, assieds-toi.

The only thing I need from you is a list of traitors.

- Can you give me that? - Oui, si tu m'�coutes d'abord.

I'm all ears.

Must be getting pretty old to fall for something like this.

Milo, were you in on this?

No. I bet them $50 you'd see right through it.

- Sorry, boss. - No, I'm the one who should be sorry,

- I let you down. - Now, who's

the wily one?

Get his gun!

Are you sure those feet are secure?

- What you got in mind for me? - As if you didn't know.

Nate, Denton,

start pedaling.

Don't hold back, boys.

Dance him off to hell.

Salome!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Phew!

You forgot one thing, Big Ed:

you can't electrocute a man twice.

I'll tell you, the last chair they put me in carried a lot more juice than this one.

Such a fool, Big Ed.

Such a fool.

Woo!

That'll clear your sinuses.

Phew!

You know, I feel... charged.

Your turn, Ed. Have a seat.

Come on, boys,

Rochelle, strap 'em in tight.

Now... or you'll be next.

Can you picture that? All your hair blazing,

head to bush, like "fzz!" Electric fuzz.

Boys, glad you rejoined the team.

You know, I may be losing my blind guide,

but I'll tell you something.

My memory is improving.

Now, it could have been the 20,000 volts that just shot through my ears,

courtesy of Big Ed. But I tell ya...

...I can feel the presence of every item

in this house right now.

As well as she could.

Yeah, you know what? I'm gonna tell you all

what is in this drawer. No peeking.

OK. Let's see.

Three Eberhard erasers...

Kiwi shoe polish, India ink pot, 2 agate lucky stones,

a pack of rubber bands, a ball of string,

claw hammer, black handle,

Easter seals, there's 3 greetings cards,

a postcard from Hyacinth's sister

from Austria, a yellow kerchief,

round-edged scissors and...

a straight razor.

No more memory rust.

Well, Big Ed...

you're all froth and no beer.

You're no Heatly. There was a man to be reckoned with.

When he walked through a door,

you knew someone was in the room. Yeah.

And loyal.

The rest of you...

you're a dime a dozen.

However...

Pedal!

Fry, Big Ed, Fry!

Burn! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Fry! Fry!

To the bog, Big Ed!

Buried at sea!

Mother.

I completely forgot about her.

Mother, what are you doing in here?

I'm sick. I wanted your father to sleep in peace.

- What are you doing up? - I heard you in here.

- Mom. - Yes, darling.

Does Dad ever pester you?

I mean...

does he ever wake you up in the middle of the night and...

is that how he goes about it?

Yes.

This is how he goes about it.

Come, come here with me.

OK...

Double Yahtzee!

Ulysses is gonna give up soon.

He's very close. Your memories are pouring into him. Now, cut me loose.

- With what? - A scissor, a fire, the hidden key. Anything,

but go quick before Chang comes back!

And what about the jewellery I've made?

You even stopped wearing that.

Never trust your eyes, Ulysses.

Never trust your eyes.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Remember, Ulysses. Remember.

I am a dog. I am man's best friend...

Remember, Ulysses. Remember.

- What do you want? - We're out of little nails. All that's left are these spikes?

- How hard have you looked? - We checked everywhere

we could think of. I thought you would know.

Ever open your eyes, Bellview?

- How many do you need? - Three.

- Is the room ready? - Pretty near.

Don't be sloppy.

Why are you stopping?

Oh! I have such a headache.

You're half-way finished. Please, I beg of you. Please, quickly.

Finish it before he comes back.

Please! Please!

Take off your jewellery.

I promised, Mom, that I'd leave it on.

Well, break your promise.

Manners, thoroughly intoxicated

by this extended second chance with Denny,

shows the girl another of his inventions.

This one:

his desktop family organizer.

Manners had it made for his father.

It was to enable Ulysses to send personal messages

to his wife and children. A note

from the head of the family could be placed in a pneumatic baton.

The loved one in question is simply dialled up.

Baton inserted in its airy artery,

sent on its way,

and instantly delivered to the bedroom of the addressee.

Hyacinth.

Lota.

Manners.

Brucie.

Ned.

Even...

Ulysses himself.

Is this how you repay me?

I made you my own.

Do you love him?

He killed your brother.

I remember... I remember.

Go back to your room!

Don't worry, Manners, I won't even be leaving the house.

- Do you really have cancer? - Yeah, it feels like it.

Might see Heatly again.

I'm only a ghost.

But a ghost isn't nothing.

- Let's go. - Hey!

Manners, found the old mit.

Needs a little oil, but I think I got time to fit in

a quick game of catch.

Hey!

Hey! Whoa!

There's something I need to do.

Hyacinth, are you there? It's Ulysses.

Why have you come? What do you bring?

I brought my... clothes and my shaving kit and...

some kind of little...

- tin acrobat. - I'll pretend you're not here.

Can I come in?

Denny.

Denny, this is the key to my house.

I want you to have it.

You can just come and go as you please...

whenever you want, OK?

Ha! Ha! Ha!

You are free, Father.

[Phone continues to ring]

I've been looking all over for you.

I didn't hear you.

The door was closed.

The stars are wonderful tonight, Manners.

I'm meeting some friends for a midnight swim.

So, what is this?

Ah, just something I made.

Why don't you tell me about it?

It's a man. Well, it's a servant.

And, uh, he runs along this little track

hearing stuff that people have asked for, and when it gets there,

this little light right here turns on.

You thought that up, put it together?

I guess so, yeah.

Well... keep at it.

You never know what some people may go for.

By the way, how's your athlete foot?

Uh, it's about the same.

Oh, why don't you try this?

A friend of mine recommended it. It was tough to find.

Thanks.

- The room looks different. - I made a few changes while you were gone.

Been gone for a week, you turn the whole house

upside-down. I feel like a stranger here.

Well... then don't go away for so much.

Well, let's put this back the way it was.

I bet old Manners here remembers exactly how things were,

- do you? - I think so, yeah.

Right. Let's make a game out of it,

you'll tell us what's missing and we'll try to put it back in place. Let's see...

Ned's bowl was on the dresser, if I'm not mistaken.

Right here.

A little bit more on the left.

Brucie's painting?

- It's supposed to be here. - It's in the hallway.

- Right here, right here. - Ah!

Mermaid with Bullet Hole.

All right... anything else?

- Your flyers were on that table. - We'll get some new ones.

- Oh, and the postcard from Austria. - Oh, I threw it away?

No, no, no, it's in the kitchen drawer. I'll get it.

Oh.

Oh, it's Aunt Camille! She's still having a great time.

Get out, Manners!

GET OUT!

Hyacinth?

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