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[music playing]

EDGAR: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

Come on.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.

[dramatic music]

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

[grunts]

[groans]

[music playing]

[grunts]

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

[music playing]

[pants] [coughs]

[coughs]

[groans]

[pants]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

[moans]

[music intensifies]

[gasps]

I didn't even get to finish my crab cakes.

Why did we have to leave?

[tires screeching]

Edgar!

What is wrong with you?

[pants]

Edgar?

That tree.

Edgar!

Where are you going?

[sighs]

What is wrong with you?

I don't know.

I had this weird--

it wasn't a dream.

We were at home, and something horrible happened.

I can't remember.

Maybe it is your medication.

I don't know.

It's never done that before.

[music playing]

I should drive home.

No, no, no.

I know how to drive, OK?

Why don't you ever let me drive?

Sweetie, we talked about this, remember?

I only had two glasses of wine.

And a jello shot.

I saw you with my boss.

What were you laughing about anyway?

[phone ringing]

It's Gogan's school.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

He's not answering.

He'll come home eventually.

He always does.

Poor Gogan.

Poor Gogan?

May, he broke the kid's nose with a hockey stick.

These sports are very dangerous.

I'm sure it was just an accident.

We don't know what really happened.

Yeah, well I know they were on a grass field, which means they

weren't even playing hockey.

[music playing]

He's not here.

I found the skateboard I just bought him rusting

in the leaves you didn't rake.

I don't care about the leaves.

I care about Gogan.

Well, you agreed if this ever happened

again we'd be more serious about his punishment, remember?

I'll talk to him.

He's my baby.

He's not really a baby.

He's 13.

He's not really a baby.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

[lawnmower clinking]

[sighs]

I'll have to finish it tomorrow.

The stinking thing won't start all of a sudden.

Mm.

Menudo is delicious.

Excellent cooking.

I'm only thinking about Gogan.

It wasn't my intention to have him run off again.

You know that, right?

MAYLON: I would do anything for him.

[sniffs]

I know.

Me too.

That's why I think it might be time for some tough love.

What's wrong?

Your brother is here.

Everything OK?

All right, here's your culprit.

Must have-- you must have run it over.

String from Gogan's kite.

Been looking for that.

So other than her kid, who else?

You said-- said everyone else is the problem.

Never mind.

Forget it.

Let's just say she doesn't know what guys are like over here.

Yeah.

Edgar, what are-- what are guys like over here?

She's very friendly.

She likes to have fun.

A lot of guys see that, and they mistake her for something else.

You know, as long as Maylon's not interested, then

what does it matter?

Who cares?

Where's this coming from anyway?

Where's what coming from?

Your sudden concern in my marriage, especially

because you don't like her.

That's not true.

Come on.

You don't think-- you think I don't remember

the mail order comments?

[sighs] [groans]

You OK?

Edgar, are you OK?

No.

My ulcer's going berserk.

I feel like crap.

I'm going to lie down and mark some tests.

Don't let me miss The Fifth Estate.

[door shutting]

[suspenseful music]

May?

May!

May!

[suspenseful music]

[pants]

Oh my god.

Hello?

Hello?

May!

What is this?

Hello?

What is this?

What is this?

[suspenseful music]

[door rattling]

ISABEL: [sobs]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: We've been waiting for you.

How are you feeling?

Um-- the pain is gone.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: No.

How are you feeling about what you did?

What did I do?

What-- what is this place?

What's going on here?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Find a chair, and sit down.

How did I get here?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Please sit down.

If I sit down, are you going to tell me what's going on?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Sit down.

I wouldn't take that one, buds.

EDGAR: Excuse me.

May I?

Fuck off, and stay fucked off.

No problem.

I get it.

[sighs]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Sit down.

Won't this--

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Sit.

Very good.

Let's continue then.

Go on, Isabel.

Do you know what that is?

ISABEL: [sobs] I can't anymore.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Very well.

Who would like to go next?

Uxor?

What is that?

Sh.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: William, you're next.

Ah, she must have been fucking around on you.

Mine too.

I'm sorry, what?

WILLIAM: My name is William, and I

slaughtered both of my parents.

ALL: Hi, William.

I'm spreading deviled ham onto a roll

when my father comes in and asked me

how are things going at school.

I say fine.

He says fine isn't very descriptive.

I say "how are things" isn't very explicit.

He tells me not to be smart with him,

and I thrust the knife into his throat.

I mean, it's not sharp, so it barely pierces his skin.

He's holding his throat, gulping for air.

The look of shock in his eyes only lasts for a second,

then it's anger.

He says something.

I think it's what are you doing, but I can't be sure.

So I drive the knife again this time into his stomach.

It penetrates.

He falls to the ground.

I straddle his body, and I start digging into the area

beneath his rib cage.

I just go.

After a while, he stopped struggling,

and I'm too tired to continue.

His entire abdominal looked like a sloppy, bloody hole.

I look up, and I see my mother standing in the doorway.

She asks me the same odd question, what are you doing,

and then runs away.

I get up, chase her, grab a jar of pickles on the way.

I catch her on the staircase, and I slam the jar

into the back of her head.

I hit her three, maybe four times until I know her skull is

completely crushed.

Surprisingly, the jar is still intact, so.

I sit for what feels like years, wondering

what I should be feeling and why I'm not feeling it.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Did you experience anything new

in your last episode?

Yeah.

Um-- I found a tray of cherry pops in the basement freezer.

They weren't even fully frozen yet.

Every Thanksgiving I'd come home,

and they would be waiting for me.

But that was when I was a kid.

You know, I mean, clearly my mother had seen the changes

in me and wanted desperately to help,

which is charming yet pathetic at the same time

because the only way she knew how to get through to me

was frozen pudding.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Good, very good.

Who would like to go next?

Ah, yes, the newcomer.

Why don't you go next?

I don't even--

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Come right up to the front.

OK.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Good.

State your name.

Edgar.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Introduced yourself, Edgar,

and tell us why you are here.

Um-- Hi.

My name is Edgar.

And I have absolutely no idea why I'm here--

ALL: Hi, Edgar.

MAN: Hi, Edgar.

--or even where here is.

And I wish I could say this was all a nightmare,

but I know it's not.

So why don't you introduce yourself

and tell me why I'm here because, as I said,

I have absolutely no idea.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Go to door 7734.

Please tell me what's happening.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Door 7734.

Well, first tell me what's in there.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: 7734.

Why?

Because if you don't, she's going

to rip your fucking nuts off.

Sit down, Julien.

Word has it she's always wanted a pair of her own.

Julien.

Oh, come on.

Give the cherry a break.

He doesn't know any better, huh?

Look.

See?

He's going.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: I told you to sit down, Julien.

I know.

[shouts]

[shouts]

[groans]

[dramatic music]

7231, 7232, 33.

[music playing]

[door opening]

[door shutting]

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Hey, Edgar.

How are you?

How am I?

Not good.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Why don't you pull up a chair?

I don't want a chair.

I want answers.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Sure.

What would you like to know?

Let's start with an easy one.

What is this?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: The stamp on your arm

signifies your atrocity.

I don't get it.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Uxor is wife.

You killed your wife.

You think that's funny?

Because I'm in no mood.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Maylon Abahan Schmidt, aged 30.

How do you know her name?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You held her captive.

She tried to escape, but you wouldn't--

EDGAR: That's absurd.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: It's your first visit.

Your memory will be weak on both sides of your door.

Over time, it'll get stronger.

Eventually you'll remember your sessions here, as well as

your crime on the other side.

I didn't commit any crime.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You killed your wife.

I'm going to ask you to stop saying that, OK?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You'll remember the moments

leading up to it, how you felt doing it,

how you felt afterwards.

I've been telling you, I never laid a finger on Maylon.

I swear on my life.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: That won't work.

You're also dead.

[suspenseful music]

What?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You died the same day.

It's not as unusual as you might think.

I know it's a lot to absorb.

You can take some time if you need to.

OK.

I'm leaving.

[chair thudding]

You do what you need to do to stop me.

Kill me if you want.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: How can I kill you?

You're already dead.

OK.

Whatever you got going on here, you got the wrong mark.

I love my wife.

I would never hurt her.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: That's what they usually say.

[suspenseful music]

Where does that go?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: It doesn't matter.

You're not ready.

[voices echoing]

[grunts]

I hear something up there.

[grunts]

What do you want from me?

Acceptance.

Once you have it, you will find yourself in a better place.

I just want to go home, please.

What can I do to go home?

Walk through that door.

[music playing]

[pants]

Oh, god.

What's happening to me?

May?

Maylon?

May?

Something's really wrong with me.

I'm bleeding.

Maybe you should lie down.

No, I can't.

I need help.

What do you want me to do?

Call an ambulance.

I-- I'm sorry.

Just call an ambulance, please.

OK.

I am.

[dialing]

Hello?

I need an ambulance to 621 Pracer.

Yes.

My husband has ulcers in his stomach,

and the blood is coming out.

Please, hurry.

What'd they say?

They'll be here soon.

They said you must relax.

[pants] That's it?

Yes.

They say to rest.

[exhales]

MAYLON: [sniffs]

There.

Lie down.

[groans]

MAYLON: [sniffs]

You try to sleep.

The pain will go soon.

I need some water, please.

I'm really thirsty.

No, no, no.

Don't take anything in your mouth.

I'm scared, May.

I'm really scared.

My heart is racing.

You try to sleep.

They'll be here soon.

OK.

[sniffs]

Stay close.

Don't leave me, please.

[inaudible].

Don't talk anymore.

I don't want you to leave me, ever.

I-- I love you, Maylon.

I know, Edgar.

But you love me too much.

[sobs]

[sobs]

No, no, no.

[sobs]

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

You left.

Where's the phone?

I need to tell them my allergies.

Who?

The medics.

I'll tell them.

You go lie down.

OK, I will lie down.

Give me the phone.

I'll call from the sofa.

You're not well.

What are you doing? Just give me the phone.

- You're making it worse. - Just give me the phone.

Just go.

Go-- [shouts]

[suspenseful music]

[pants]

May?

[music playing]

[WHISPERING] May?

[gasps]

MAYLON: I didn't even get to finish my crab cakes.

Why do we have to leave?

[tires screeching]

What are you doing?

Edgar?

[music playing on radio]

[SINGING] You look so good to me.

I can almost taste it.

[music stops]

I'm here again.

Where?

The whole thing is starting over again.

What is wrong with you?

[door opening]

There's that tree.

Are you OK?

Edgar!

EDGAR: I'm not going back there.

Where are you going?

Edgar!

Where are you going?

[suspenseful music]

Edgar, come back.

Edgar!

Oh, no, no, no.

What is wrong with you?

Why didn't you give me the phone?

What phone?

You don't remember?

Remember what?

What's going to happen later after we get home.

Later?

Why don't you remind me what's going to happen later?

I'm going to--

I don't know.

I don't know what I'm saying.

[phone ringing]

It's Gogan's school.

Hello?

I'll talk to him.

He's my baby.

He's 13.

He's not even--

[sighs] --really a baby.

[door opening]

[door shutting]

What are you making?

Menudo.

Mail came.

You opened it?

Sorry.

Didn't know we were keeping secrets.

Why would you need your own separate bank account?

Don't I buy you everything you want?

If you need money, all you have to do is ask me.

The lawn looks like a dog's breakfast.

Edgar.

I'm going to do it myself.

Don't, please.

I'll make sure he does it tomorrow.

No, he had his chance.

[suspenseful music]

[lawnmower running]

[phone ringing]

[lawnmower stops]

[music playing]

[lawnmower clinking]

Hey.

You and I need to talk, man to man.

Where's your new bike?

I paid over $300 for that thing.

You know that, right?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm doing your job.

You wouldn't, so I had to.

How does that make you feel?

It's your house.

EDGAR: You live here.

[speaking filipino]

Ah, what did I say about that?

Just because you brought us here,

it doesn't mean you own us.

Well, that is a terrible thing to say.

Let's get to the point.

What happened after school today?

Nothing.

You think busting someone's face is pretty cool?

You think that's funny?

After everything I've done for you, this is the respect I get?

I don't even know what this is.

Who am I to you?

You're the man who fucks my mother.

Excuse me?

You were her teacher.

You were supposed to teach her English, that's all.

I fell--

I fell in love with her.

GOGAN: You only brought us here so you could fuck her more.

She only came because she thought it would

be some great life for me.

OK.

OK.

I was really hoping that we could work this out.

I like the idea of the three of us as a family,

but obviously you're not interested.

I surrender.

I don't believe you.

You won't let her leave.

EDGAR: Gogan, this is your mother's home.

She's not going anywhere.

Your uncle on your father's side needs help in his field.

He wants you back in Mindoro.

I don't want to be with him.

I want to be with my mama.

You're lying.

We can't always get want we want, Gogan.

This is going to be for your own good.

Your mother and I really do believe that.

Gogan!

[door shutting]

Wait!

[ominous music]

[lawnmower clinking]

[thudding]

Shit.

[sighs]

[music playing]

[lawnmower clinking]

Did you find him?

Why did he run away?

EDGAR: I don't know.

We were talking.

He got kind of aggressive, and he just took off.

So obviously you couldn't catch up to him, right?

No.

I could not find him.

[door opening]

[sighs]

[lawnmower clinking]

[sighs]

[gasoline sloshing]

[suspenseful music]

[ECHOING] Just give me the phone.

MAYLON: You're making it worse.

You're making it worse.

[door opening]

[door shutting]

[footsteps]

Maylon, what did you put in the menudo?

I didn't put anything in the menudo.

Tell me the truth.

[slamming]

Are you planning to poison me?

I start feeling dopey too.

You wanted to take out the garbage.

Why?

[clattering]

Sleeping pills.

You ground them up and you put them in there, didn't you?

[distorted whooshing]

I didn't put anything in the menudo.

[suspenseful music]

I don't believe in what just happened here.

I don't believe it.

I mean, what is it?

At least-- at least tell me, OK?

Are you having an affair?

[distorted whooshing]

I didn't put anything in the menudo.

I know what you're going to do.

I know you're trying to kill me.

[distorted whooshing]

I didn't put anything in the menudo.

I'm not going to eat it.

I'm not going to eat it!

You can't make me eat it.

[distorted whooshing]

I'm only thinking about Gogan.

[spoon clattering]

I will do anything for my son.

[gags] Oh, shit.

[gags]

LANCE: Everything OK?

Lance?

What exactly brought you by here tonight?

Hm?

Uh, yeah.

Uh-- yeah, I just got a new phone,

and I need you to fix it so I can get my emails.

I mean, I can't--

fucking things are complicated.

[phone beeps]

You know?

I think it's great you're warming up to Maylon.

Yeah.

Never thought you liked her.

Why would you think that?

When's the last time you had any sort of conversation

with her?

Oh, uh, I don't know, Dad's funeral.

OK.

Yeah.

See?

That's what really brought you by here tonight?

I teach night school.

Maylon hadn't gotten drunk, I'd be in class right now.

So--

I just know you're anxious to get your new phone program,

but why would you expect to find me here?

And if you haven't spoken to my wife

since Dad's funeral, who talked to her for eight minutes

this afternoon?

OK.

Edgar, look.

No, I think it's time we include Maylon in on this.

Edgar, come on.

Edgar!

[dramatic music]

Lance, open the door.

Lance!

[door shutting]

Whoever he is, Lance can't help you.

No one can.

Jesus, I am an idiot.

I should have seen this coming.

What did you mean?

You know, my first and only girlfriend fell for him too.

I was 15.

He dumped her right after she had sex with him.

Lance, I know what you did.

No.

In group when you wanted the chair, you said, I get it.

I don't know, OK?

How often do we come here?

I need to figure this--

What did you mean?

I didn't have a ton of friends growing up.

Eventually I realized I didn't need them.

I didn't even want them.

I just had to keep my guard up, right?

You don't come here.

You never leave.

I died in 1972.

This and what's through that door,

from now on that's all you'll ever know.

What's through your door?

Just so you know, this isn't necessary.

You'll be like the rest of them soon enough anyway.

Who?

Wait.

You know what, buds?

I think you should stay away from that woman.

Charlie, umbrella, November, tango, you know what I mean?

All right, we should get you to group.

You're probably going to be on a short leash today.

Oh, hey, by the way, you owe me one.

I took a bullet for you.

Physical pain is manageable.

It's the other kind you need to be worried about.

Oh, easy for you to say.

You didn't get your nuts ripped off.

Hey, what's that?

Oh!

Come on.

Don't worry.

It's going to be OK.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Settle in everyone.

Let's start by getting into our discussion groups.

And-- yes?

What is it?

There's been a massive error.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Sit down.

EDGAR: I'm serious.

You need to listen to me.

There's been a mistake.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: There are no mistakes.

Apparently there are.

My wife put antifreeze and sleeping pills in my dinner.

I ate it and died.

I'm not the one you want.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Wrong.

You are here for a reason.

OK, OK.

I know what you're referring to, but that was an accident.

I was dying.

I needed to get to the phone.

My arm just kind of--

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: You're not talking about your arm.

You're not listening.

My wife murdered me.

She should be here, not me.

Who died first?

Do you mind?

If what you're saying is true, then technically she wasn't

a murderer when she died.

You were still alive.

So you're saying the fact that she poisoned

me to death has no relevance?

Yeah, but who died first?

I'm the victim here.

You need to fix this.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Take your seat.

You're not ready.

OK.

OK.

I think it's time I talked to someone

with a little more authority.

Can you please tell me how to find your superior?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Take your seat.

Now then people, it's time to get into your exploration

groups for further examination.

Excuse me, I'm not finished.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Take yours seat.

If you think I'm going to allow myself to be railroaded,

you're wrong.

[clattering]

[sighs]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Take your seat.

[ringing]

OK, OK.

OK.

He doesn't know any better, OK?

So just let me get him out of your face for you.

Please, just give him one more chance.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Enter your discussion groups now.

[inaudible].

Come with us.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Start with your proclamations

and explore the genesis of the evil you have committed.

My name is William.

I killed both my parents.

I stabbed my father 28 times, and I

smashed my mother's skull.

My name is Julien.

And I--

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

How can you say it like that?

What do you mean so matter of fact?

It's like you've got no problem with it.

Don't say that.

I hate what I did, I hated it for the rest of my life,

and I hate it here.

EDGAR: Then why keep talking about it?

Because that's what we do here.

It helps us gain acceptance for what we did.

Can we just get on with it already?

I'm getting menstrual cramps just listening to you two.

My name is Julien.

I dropped my daughter and my two boys.

Oh, Jesus.

Why?

'Cause I was pissed fucking drunk, that's why.

And that's done.

I thought it was a perfect way to split my bitch wife.

Your turn.

So every time you go through your doors,

you have to kill your kids again?

And you kill your parents?

Should probably go back to our proclamations.

Facilitator will be cross if we don't.

I can't do this.

I can't do it.

You go ahead.

Oh, no, no, not her.

No one wants to hear the shit that comes out of her.

Why?

Oh, you don't know what she did, do you?

Show him.

Don't worry about it.

No, no, no.

Go fuck yourself, baby killer.

See that?

Ego?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, she thinks she's better than us, but she's not.

No.

You see, you're just a silly piece of shit.

We may have killed ours, but the she tortured hers.

Right, William?

Right, William?

Yeah, you're right.

DORIS: I warned you, didn't I?

EDGAR: What did you do to them?

DORIS: I didn't do it to them.

I did it to myself.

I thought everything would go black and silent,

and it would all be over, but was I wrong.

So you-- so decided to commit suicide?

I didn't have a choice.

I was ruining their lives.

The only way I could get out of bed was to drink.

I went through a quart of gin every day.

You tortured them?

My daughters find their dead mother hanging in a tree.

Some might consider that torture.

No.

No.

He's just saying that to ease his own guilt.

He's convinced the rest of them to do the same.

Torture or not, I know I did the right thing.

Don't say that.

That can't be true.

It is true.

I need to believe that.

This is wrong.

Neither of us belong here, not with people like them.

Oh, yeah?

Then why'd she do it, Edgar?

Hm?

Why'd she poison you?

Guessing it wasn't because you left the toilet seat up.

[door opening]

I can't go in there.

Can you come with me?

I don't want to go through that again.

Oh, a button.

[suspenseful music]

May?

What is wrong with you?

[cries]

[grunts]

Why did you do that?

Why did you--

[pants]

Why did you do that?

[music playing]

Oh, May.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Night, night.

Blow out the little candle inside a blazing building

upon a secret mission.

All the nights that [inaudible], all the pains that sigh,

all the wishes that sink, making the bad mind.

Up the wooden stairs up into my heart.

I know that you know that this is all that matters.

I feel [inaudible] so close now, smiling soft and shiny.

The blade is sharp and fined.

It could just slit us open.

And you know this is nothing special.

I didn't even get to finish my crab cakes.

Why did we have to leave?

I had two glasses of wine, you know.

[MUSIC - TIMBER TIMBRE, "I GET LOW"]

[SINGING] You would look so good to me.

In the shots, I saw you with Gerald.

Which one is Gerald?

You do this every time.

It's different here.

You're different all the time.

I just want to have some fun.

[music playing]

[SINGING] But it's not that simple.

I get low, low, low, low.

Hey.

You OK?

What's wrong, diva?

Wake up.

All right, stand.

Get up.

You didn't see me, all right?

You didn't see me.

I'm not going to tell you anything gets any easier,

OK, because it don't.

No matter what, you can't let these fuckers see you crumble,

all right?

You good?

All right, come on.

What?

No, group's this way.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You should be in group, Edgar.

Why does Maylon have to keep reliving

that night over and over again?

She can feel it.

I know she can.

I could see it in her eyes.

She feels herself being choked to death.

I did it.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You did what?

[suspenseful music]

Maylon's death was no accident.

I was so mad.

I lost my mind.

The thought of it, the rage I felt, it makes me sick.

It was intentional, god damn it.

I hate myself for it.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Are you finished?

Get out.

What?

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Go to group.

I don't need group.

I've accepted it.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: No, you haven't.

I can't go through that again, please.

Please don't make me go through that again.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Get out!

ISABEL: The anger comes unexpected,

and I can't control myself.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Hurry up then.

Take your seat.

[sniffs]

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Carry on, Isabel.

ISABEL: I pick up the brass lamp on the nightstand,

and I hit her with it as she walks out the door.

I go upstairs--

What's up your ass?

ISABEL: --and automatically go to my old room.

I've had enough.

I'm getting the hell out of here.

Yeah.

ISABEL: It's a storage room.

I'm serious.

There's this door.

JULIEN: Doors go nowhere.

This one's different.

I heard people.

I don't want to know about this.

Probably just another room of fuck-ups just like us.

No, I heard birds too in there.

There were children.

They were laughing and playing.

ISABEL: And I lie on the bed.

And why would there be kids playing here?

Exactly.

Look, you guys can come too, but first we got

to find a way out of this room.

We're facing a shit storm if we got caught, but--

Maybe you'd rather keep killing your kids, William.

Come on.

I can't believe that crap about better places

could be our only chance to end this.

I don't understand.

I say fuck it.

There's any way, I'm up for trying.

OK.

Doris.

Not her.

No, she's coming, or none of us are.

ISABEL: She tells me that I should leave.

[whispers inaudibly]

[WHISPERING] She says even if you do get out of here,

you can't escape.

We got to try, god damn it.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: That's sufficient, Isabel.

What have we got to lose?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Progress has been made

in the release of your denial.

Who'd like to go next?

I will.

[footsteps]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: What are you waiting for?

Go ahead.

DORIS: My name is Doris.

And--

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: And what?

What's wrong with you, woman?

DORIS: My name is Doris.

And I hate the sight of your ugly face.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: I beg your pardon?

I said, I hate your fucking face.

[glass shattering]

Now's your chance.

Doris, let's go.

Doris! DORIS: Speak for yourself.

Fine. Go.

[dramatic music]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: I'm very disappointed in you, Doris.

[music playing]

[buzzing]

Where the fuck are we going?

Hey!

[pants]

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Why are you here again?

[door shutting]

I strongly encourage you both to reconsider.

Edgar, don't do it.

Edgar!

Well, these don't go fucking nowhere.

Yeah, it does.

It goes up.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

That's a good sign, isn't it?

We're not going to be able to move it.

Son of a bitch won't move.

Let me get on your shoulders.

Let me get on your shoulders.

I'll open it up, and I'll go through it.

I'll pull you up.

That's a good idea.

Fuck.

Fuck.

EDGAR: You got me?

Yeah.

[scuffling]

[grunts]

Where do you think it goes?

I don't care, as long as it's not here.

Maybe it takes us back to the beginning of the day

and we get to do it differently.

[creaking]

Come on, hurry up.

I'm going as fast as I can.

I'm all better now.

I won't do it again.

I'll have my babies back, and we'll have the rest

of our fucking lives together.

Oh!

Holy Jesus.

Do you smell that?

That's fresh air.

Listen.

I hear kids too.

[kids shouting]

[clanging]

Hey.

All right, listen.

I was just keeping him here until you got here.

I wasn't going to let him get away.

We were almost out.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: You really shouldn't

have done that, Edgar.

[dramatic music]

Where's Doris?

What happened to Doris?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Insubordination

is not tolerated.

In fact, you will soon understand.

Now get back to group.

Get down from there.

I'm going to do it.

I'm not going to kill her again.

COUNSELOR [ON TV]: Don't do it, Edgar.

You're not ready.

Get him.

Don't let him get away.

[kids talking and laughing]

[clank]

[kids shouting]

[suspenseful music]

There he is.

Give me the bike.

Huh?

BOY: Give me the bike.

Who are you? EDGAR: Who are you?

What's happening here?

What's happening here?

You trashed mine, so I'm going to take yours, you fob faggot.

Fob?

[scoffs]

What is a fob?

Why don't you go ask your dad?

For some reason he isn't one.

That's because he's not his dad, just some white dude

who fucks his mom.

Yeah.

Oh, have you seen her.

I bet her pays her.

She's a hot little ho.

Shut up.

Got any coin?

We could go in on it, pull a fucking train.

Don't say that about my mama.

Shut the fuck up, fobby.

Give me my bike.

[groans]

Yo.

Kick his fucking head in.

[phone dialing]

[ringing]

Lance?

Lance?

MAYLON [ON PHONE]: Hello?

EDGAR: Uh--

Hello?

EDGAR: Hello.

MAYLON [ON PHONE]: You want me to get Edgar?

Maylon, no.

No, no, it's OK.

Um, what's wrong?

I cannot talk to you.

You're his brother.

Where-- where is he?

He's cutting the grass.

Gogan was supposed to do it, but he

has not come home from school.

Edgar's doing it to punish him.

He does these things.

It seems like he's being nice, but he's angry.

I used to think that he was a kind man.

He used to be kind.

Maybe if Gogan had done it in the first place, then--

MAYLON [ON PHONE]: I'm so worried about Gogan.

He's always so sad.

I wish I never came here.

You're not going to leave, are you?

Where can I go?

I have no money.

He controls everything.

He won't let me get a job.

I can't even get out of here without him being mad.

What are you talking about?

MAYLON [ON PHONE]: He thinks that every man is trying

to take me away from him.

And he's afraid that I will go.

I'm sorry.

There is no one to help me.

No.

Maylon, stay where you are.

I'm going to come right over.

You're the only one I know, and you don't even like me.

This is crazy.

Edgar, he--

EDGAR: Edgar loves you.

He loves you.

And he will do anything to keep you.

Yes.

[inaudible] wanted to keep me.

[dramatic music]

[inaudible] to keep me?

[lawnmower running]

[phone beeps]

EDGAR: [ECHOING] OK, OK.

You need money, all you have to do is ask me.

If you need money-- do is ask me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Didn't know we were keeping secrets.

Why would you need your own separate bank account?

Keeping secrets.

Didn't know we were keeping secrets.

If you need money, all you have to do is ask me.

Why would you need your own separate bank account?

Where's your bike?

Most kids would kill to have a bike like that.

Gogan!

Wait!

[rattling]

Gogan, stop!

[speaking filipino]

[cries]

[speaking filipino]

Gogan!

[dramatic music]

[edgar's voice echoing]

[lawnmower clinking]

Did you find him?

EDGAR'S VOICE: Why did he run away?

Why did he run away?

I don't know.

We were talking.

He got aggressive.

And guess what?

He just took off.

So obviously you couldn't catch up to him.

EDGAR'S VOICE: No.

No.

I could not find him.

EDGAR'S VOICE: I could not find him.

[music playing]

My name is Edgar.

And-- and I killed my wife.

ALL: Hi, Edgar.

It's my fault that our lives are over,

and it's my fault that our son is now an orphan.

I know this now, and I deserve to be punished.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: How do you feel about what you did?

[sighs]

I want them to know--

that I'll never be able to tell them how sorry I am, really.

Mm.

Apparently you were ready.

[footsteps]

Hurry up then.

Take your seat.

Doris.

Doris.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Edgar, get back here.

Are you OK?

What did they do to you?

Look, I know now that you were right.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Edgar!

Very well then.

Who'd like to go next?

OK, go ahead.

You feel it now, right?

ISABEL: My name is Isabel.

Feel what?

Relief.

Relief comes from accepting your guilt.

You can now embrace your punishment because you

know you deserve it, right?

This is the better place?

Don't worry.

Soon you'll feel the comfort that comes from your pain,

trust me.

ISABEL: If I give in and fight back, then it's good for him

because then he can hit me harder.

So instead, I go to my daddy's house.

He likes that I come home.

EDGAR: Doris.

DORIS: Leave me alone.

I should've listened to you.

You were right.

I was so intent on escaping.

There is no escaping what we've done.

I know what you meant now.

You just have to accept it and live with it.

We all do.

[sighs]

You know that too, right?

Look, we may have to accept it,

but we may not have to live with it.

[scoffs] Oh.

And feeling bad about what I did isn't enough, not for me.

Yeah, well, what else is there?

I want to make it better somehow.

I need your help.

Leave me alone.

I don't want anything to do with you.

Doris, listen to me.

No, no, you listen to me.

They made me watch my funeral.

That's where I went.

I heard Rebecca tell the pastor that it was

her fault that I killed myself.

I could not go through that anymore.

OK.

I understand.

But if you come with me, you may not have to.

Part of you made it through my door.

I brought this with me into my bedroom.

No, I couldn't.

We gotta try.

[door opening]

Why?

What would I do in there?

I don't know.

I don't know.

But if you come with me through my door,

you might not have to go through yours.

Oh, no.

I can't do it.

I'm too scared.

No, I can't.

Edgar, Edgar.

I can't.

Let go.

Let go of me.

No.

[pants]

DORIS: [sobs]

Edgar.

[laughs]

Oh my god.

What's happening to me?

Maylon!

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

Edgar?

Maylon, what's happening to me?

Sh.

MAYLON: Edgar, are you calling me?

I'm getting out of here.

I can't stay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can't stay.

What if it doesn't work.

What if it doesn't work?

Sorry.

Doris.

[sighs]

MAYLON: Who's Doris?

[suspenseful music]

OK, Maylon.

You need to listen to me.

You need to listen to me.

We have to find a way to stop me,

or I'm going kill you again.

Kill me?

What do you mean kill me?

[whooshing]

Edgar, are you calling me?

OK.

Lay down.

I'll call an ambulance.

It's no use.

I'm going to do it again.

Oh, god.

I can feel I'm going to do it again.

I'll try to help you.

But as soon as anything goes wrong I'm leaving,

and I'm not coming back, OK?

You came back on your own.

Edgar, who is this?

What is happening?

Your husband's going to kill you.

Doris.

We have to try and stop him.

It didn't rewind when you said it.

Why? - I don't know.

Did she say you're going to kill me?

Maybe you can change things if you can stop me.

[door shutting]

Oh.

Come on.

Where is she?

I don't know.

OK, wait.

This is good, right?

I mean, if she's not here, then you can't--

Edgar?

You didn't tell them about my drug allergies.

Just give me the phone.

I can tell them everything you want.

Please, just give it to me.

You're making it worse.

[thudding]

OK, go in there.

Lock the door, and don't open it.

Don't open it no matter what he says, all right?

Edgar, are you OK?

The door is locked.

I got her to lock it.

You can't get in.

Am I going to kill her?

No.

MAYLON: I lost my mind.

I don't know what to do.

May?

Sh, sh.

No, no.

I need to tell her.

No, you can't.

You can't.

Will you tell her that?

It's going to be over soon, not to worry.

Not to worry, it's going to be over soon.

And Tell her I was insecure.

Tell her I couldn't.

I was so afraid of losing her that I--

tell her that she needs her own money and Gogan--

tell her that--

tell her that [inaudible] was getting picked on.

Don't talk anymore.

MAYLON: [sobs]

It's daytime.

How did that happen?

Doris, I don't have much time.

Oh my god.

It's not your yard.

What?

It's mine.

Doris, wait.

[music playing]

MAYLON: [sobs] I lost my mind.

I don't want you to die.

I don't know what to do.

Please, Edgar.

You can't do this.

MAYLON: Edgar.

[sobs]

I can't die.

[laughter]

Doris, we've got a problem.

If I die first, it means Maylon murdered me.

What if she takes my place?

What if she has to relive it over and over again?

I can't let that happen.

Look how much fun they're having.

Aren't they beautiful?

Doris, you need to help me.

DORIS: No.

I'm not going to leave my little girls.

I can't.

I have no choice.

I have to kill her.

It's the only way.

I have to kill her again.

[music playing]

[sobs]

[footsteps]

[floorboards creaking]

[knocking]

Edgar?

Are you OK?

Who are you?

It's not like you think.

Get the hell away from me.

It doesn't just go black and silent.

Please.

Please.

[sobs]

What are you doing?

No, no.

Please get down from there.

If this works, you tell her something for me.

Tell who?

Just remember these words, even if it is too much.

No!

No!

No!

Is that Mommy?

DORIS: [screams]

[dishes clinking]

You want some tea, Mommy?

Rebecca, you can see me?

What do you mean, Mommy?

You can see me.

Oh, you can see me.

Oh.

[speaking filipino]

[music playing]

[bird cawing]

Charlie, honey, come hold this here for Grandma, please.

[bird cawing]

Has it been another year already?

It's hard to believe.

I would like to leave it under the tree for him, if it's OK.

I have a better idea.

Why don't we plant it?

Why here?

It was his reason and his alone.

You'll only make yourself crazy wondering why, dear.

It's the note he left.

Do not be afraid.

I had to do this.

It's the only way that you and Gogan can be free.

No matter what, I will always love you, even if this--

that is where it ends.

Too much.

I will always love you, even if it is too much.

[music playing]

[footsteps]

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: We've been waiting for you.

Are you ready to join us?

How did I get here?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Find a chair, and sit down.

The last thing I remember, I was in my garage.

And now I'm here.

Where is this?

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Find a chair, and sit down.

Hey, buds.

You don't want to take that one.

It's infected.

Stay away from that silly piece of shit.

Excuse me.

Is anyone using this chair?

JULIEN: He killed himself.

And he's fucking proud of it.

I think you better sit down.

FACILITATOR [ON TV]: Who'd like to go next?

Very well then.

Go ahead.

[music playing]

My name is Edgar.

[MUSIC - THIEVERY CORPORATION, "SWEET TIDES"]

[SINGING] It took so long for me to realize

how strong your heart is.

And all this time, my mind was working in strange ways.

Looking back on the days, just wanna be free through the love

in your eyes.

Now I'm staring inside, just wanna

be free through the love in your eyes.

Sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love,

your eyes are full of.

Sharp turn, my mind's a blur.

Slow passage through the air.

Looking back on the days all over your mind.

Just wanna be free.

Sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

It took so long for me to realize

how strong your heart is.

And all this time, my mind was working in strange ways.

Sharp turn, my mind's a blur.

Slow passage through the end.

Looking back on the days all over your mind, just

wanna be free.

Sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love.

Your eyes are full of sweet tides, pools of love,

your eyes are full of.