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Simon!

Keri!

Simon!

Keri!

Simon!

Keri!

Simon!

Daddy?

Dad!

Babe, is everything okay?

Sorry, I was just looking for a record.

Well, come on.

We're not gonna see everyone for a while.

Right, sorry.

By the way,

everyone thinks it's cute we're matching.

Babe?

Yeah. Just give me a sec.

He really agreed to go along with this?

Yes. He's excited.

Are you sure it's what you want?

What do you mean?

You know I love Tim,

but he hasn't been that Tim in a while.

Like, aren't you worried

about how long it's been since the two of you have, like,

you know, why don't you take the job

and find a country boy who actually fucks you?

Hey.

Oh, sick.

I didn't know you still did music.

Yeah, uh,

actually just finishing up a new EP.

Sick. You still on the same label?

Probably self releasing this time.

But, hey, I heard you guys

got booked on the whole Sound Off tour.

That's--that's awesome.

Dude, you gotta get back on a label.

They just book you on so much stuff.

That's so true.

Yeah, no, I should just get back on a label.

He's still going through a lot.

Honestly, it's another reason why I think this move

will be good for both of us.

Okay. This is so exciting.

Do you think he knows?

He has no idea.

You know, we need a guitarist for the tour.

What? For real?

I figured, you know, with the move that you're written off.

Shit.

I mean, I could check-in with Millie, but...

When you started dating my sister,

I thought you might make her cooler.

Instead, she's just made you...

Hey, fuck you, man.

Nah, it's cool, it's just when I die, I don't want

someone else's life flashing before my eyes.

Alright, I'll do it. The tour.

Oh, that's dope.

Uh, there's a lot of rehearsals.

I'll make it back.

It's not even that far.

And it's so fucking far.

Look, this isn't that big of a deal.

It's just a couple hours away.

Says the prick who can't drive.

Who needs to drive in the city?

Obviously, we're gonna miss you guys a lot.

This insane group is,

you know, it's the family I got.

So...

but I-- I'm so proud of Millie.

You are the sweetest,

most giving person I've ever met.

These kids don't even know how lucky they are

to get someone who actually cares about their education.

Aww.

So, um, yeah.

It's-- it's all bittersweet.

I'm a little scared, but,

uh, mainly excited

about the next step in our lives together.

Woo!

Yeah.

That's it.

Okay. Relax.

It's just a change of scenery.

Babe.

In front of the people who mean the most to us,

I wanna ask you...

to spend the rest of your life with me.

Are you joking?

Yes. Of course.

Yes. I, I, I do.

I'm sorry.

I fucking suck.

Okay? I just, I didn't know what was happening,

and I froze.

You still want this, right?

It's a little late now, right?

Yeah, it fucking is.

But still, if we don't split now,

it'll only be harder later.

Wait, like "split" split?

Is that what you want?

No, of course not.

I don't know.

You've been so distant since...

and that's okay.

Of course.

It's just...

you've never made me feel unsure before.

Unsure of what?

If we love each other or if we're just

used to each other.

Hey, hey, I'm sorry. Okay?

Sorry.

Sorry.

I think I drank too much.

It's okay.

Hey, hey, I love you.

I love you too.

Everyone knows you need me

more than I need you.

We laugh about it.

What?

Resenting me doesn't make you less of a failure.

Why are you saying this?

Can you ask them to leave?

Who?

I can't sleep with them staring at us.

Good morning.

You clearly don't miss the sound of traffic.

How long you been up?

Not long.

Figured one of these had to have

the coffee machine inside.

Do you think I resent you?

Well, now.

Sorry. Still half asleep.

Because you're looking at your dream girl.

That must be it.

Since you're out here,

can you bring something inside?

Sure, yeah.

Oh my god.

Careful.

This is worrying.

Your dad's?

Maybe I could use it to fix the back porch.

Never let me use that.

Hey, babe, do you smell that?

I'm peeing.

You really don't smell anything?

What's going on?

Babe?

Oh, Jesus.

Babe, what are you doing?

I found it.

What?

Oh, sh--

Oh god.

How'd you know to look for that?

Excuse me.

Hi.

Did you bring that from home or take it from my tin?

Oh, sorry.

I thought that they were just for the staff,

but I don't have a...

Sugar?

No. Thank you.

How much trouble am I in?

Oh, God.

Don't mind Carol.

She's possessive of dry old bags

on account of her being one.

It's Ms. Wilson, right?

Millie.

I'm Jamie, welcome.

Thank you.

I gotta say,

I was so happy you took this placement.

Your resume really caught my eye.

You saw that?

Yeah, well, I was part of the hiring committee.

Wanna sit?

Mhmm.

Uh, yeah, I was just thrilled that someone of your caliber

was interested in our tiny neck of the woods.

Oh, are you kidding?

I'm excited.

My old school was huge.

Students and staff all lost in the shuffle.

Here, I'm hoping to actually

help these kids as individuals.

Oh, passion.

Almost forgot what that was like.

And you settling in okay?

You and your husband or sorry,

your wife, or...

Me and my, God...

boyfriend sounds so immature.

Partner? My Tim?

My-- me and my boy partner, Tim.

Have you, uh, have you explored much?

Partners?

Oh, God, no, no.

No, the area.

Have you-- have you like,

where did you move to?

We, uh, we're down at the end of Pitt Road.

This is so predictably small town

to say this, but I think we're neighbors.

Yeah, I'm in the yellow house on the corner.

Oh, you're kidding.

Yeah, it's a great spot.

I mean, it's a little ways from town,

but the woods and the trails are amazing.

Well, uh...

let me know if, uh,

you ever need someone to show you around,

you and your boy partner.

- Sure. - Have a good day.

Bye.

- How's it going? - Hey.

Oh, do we have Internet?

Uh, guys coming next week.

Hey, you obviously can't drive me back

for this gig on Thursday, right?

I could take you to the train station.

Okay, yeah, thanks.

Come to bed with me.

I have to learn these parts.

Okay.

What about tomorrow?

Do you maybe wanna do that hike

you were telling me about?

Yeah. That'd be great.

Great.

Okay. Love you.

Love you.

Is this it?

I don't know.

This feels short.

Did we miss something?

Hey, what about that?

Seems pretty overgrown.

Hon, I don't wanna be the dumb city folk

who went against nature and lost.

It's marked, we're good.

Babe.

We can always turn back.

It's just, it's so nice out.

Okay, wait. I think it's this way.

No, honey, I think it was back there.

Are you sure?

No. Are you?

Okay. That way is North.

Okay.

What do we do with that?

I don't know.

I thought it would be helpful.

Okay.

What if we just keep going sort of, South East-ish?

Can't we just think for a second.

Wait, no, no, babe, this looks right, come on.

Babe!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

- Babe! - Honey!

- Babe! - Oh my God!

Oh my God, here!

Are you okay?

I think so.

Oh my God.

My phone.

Shit.

Can you call it?

I don't have a signal.

Fuck.

My demos were on there.

I'm fine, by the way.

- Hey, sorry, you okay? - Yeah, it's okay.

You sure?

I'm okay.

What is this place?

Do you feel that?

It feels...

Crowded.

We gotta get out of here.

Back into the storm?

What is all this?

We can build a fire.

Wait it out.

Why do you have a lighter?

Does that really matter right now?

How big is this place?

Let me check.

Hello?

Well?

Pretty big.

Honey.

What are you doing?

Remember when we used to watch Man versus Wild?

Yeah. You fucking don't.

Okay.

Thank you.

I am so thirsty.

Yeah, me too.

Is that all we have?

Yeah.

You think that's drinkable?

I'm not drinking it.

Alright, finish this.

What about you?

I found another bottle.

Okay.

What's that?

The other bottle.

Babe.

I wouldn't.

Man versus wild, babe.

No, it's fine, here.

So...

about that lighter.

When?

Just before the move.

You?

Same.

When we're out of here, we'll both stop again.

Definitely.

For now, it's a nice distraction

from all the rats that must be down here.

I keep thinking about that thing you found the other day.

Me too.

Hey. What happened there?

When I was a kid,

my dad comes home one day and tells me

to clean my room because he says there's a smell,

so I clean it.

Next day, he comes home, says it's still there,

so I clean it again.

Day after that, he comes in, but

this time he's freaking out, he's like...

what is that goddamn smell?

And he just starts tearing my room apart,

but he can't find anything.

And at this point, I'm scared because...

there is no smell. You know?

I don't know why he's getting so worked up.

Anyway, I um...

come home from school the next day,

I go in my room,

and he's standing there with this,

this wicked grin because he found it.

It was a dead rat.

It had been nesting above the warm light.

And every time I used that light, I was cooking it.

But it was so gradual that,

I couldn't even tell that I was breathing in this

this rotting carcass every night.

Can't believe I haven't heard that story before.

I had forgotten all about it

until the night I found them.

And there's this detail that I never told you,

never told anyone about the smell.

But it was worse than that.

It was like a-- like a taste.

Like the air was thick,

and it just got worse

the closer I got to their bedroom.

Then I opened the door.

She was smiling at me.

She had woke to find her other half was gone

and her brain just snapped.

She couldn't process it.

Still going to bed each night next to that

face and that horrible smell.

I was standing there

choking on the taste of him and she didn't even notice.

It's like me with the rat,

just breathing him in like fresh air.

Sorry.

It's like a window opened

between our house and that night.

What?

Only you could sleep-in in a wet cave.

What time is it?

Oh, shit.

That sucks.

Let's just get home.

But my demos were on there.

I hate you.

No you don't.

What are you doing?

I'm not doing anything.

What is that?

Wait, stop, stop, stop.

What the fuck?

What is it?

Mildew or something.

Ow, ow, that hurts.

I know, what do you want to do

a fucking three legged race?

Sorry.

Slow, slow.

Ew.

Oh my god.

Fuck, fuck.

You were pretty impressive in there.

Remember when I found North?

We should head into town.

There's no food in the house.

There used to be rice.

Well, we haven't exactly budgeted

for two new phones.

But first...

What?

Just two minutes.

- Babe. - Come on.

I just spent the night in a cave.

- Please, please. - Fine.

Alright, but you do me next.

Mhmm.

Babe, come on.

Babe?

Ow, Tim?

Tim, Tim!

- What? - What the fuck?

I-- I'm sorry.

Ugh, you trying to be funny?

That really hurt.

Honey, you don't look so good.

I'm-- I'm just really tired.

I'm gonna head into town.

I can come.

No, you just relax.

Maybe take a shower, yeah?

Says here you've dealt with anxiety, panic attacks.

Is it possible this is one of those?

No.

I don't think so.

How old are you?

We're actually the same age.

I see there's a history of mental illness in the family.

Your mother suffered from--

No, it's nothing like that. This is different.

I think it's worth discussing what happened to her.

I've had this conversation before.

I'm not her.

You have someone to talk to?

Family, a therapist, friends?

Yeah, I got friends back in the city.

So locally, it's just your wife?

Partner, yeah, it's just her.

You had this dangerous experience

when you're left alone in an unfamiliar place,

no one to help if something were to go wrong,

anxiety can fixate on a thought like that,

and spiral into a physical panic response.

This is technically a muscle relaxant,

meaning it slows the central nervous system down.

So even if your brain starts panicking,

your body relaxes,

shutting down the feedback loop.

- OK? - Yeah.

You know, you two were lucky.

There was that couple that went missing out there.

What? When?

There's still posters up.

Biggest news this town's seen for a while.

Bigger than local man waters garden?

I'm serious.

There was a big search and everything.

Valium?

It's called Diazepam now.

All ready for tomorrow?

Honey, if you're not feeling well,

maybe you should cancel.

Babe, if I cancel, I can forget about the tour.

Hey, we didn't get much data, yeah,

Maybe we don't use it all, what are you...

Cruising for chicks online?

You know people went missing around here recently?

Really?

Yeah.

Hey, do me a favor,

when I die, please just nuke any and

all of my social media from existence.

I don't wanna be remembered for posting

nature is what home feels like and

getting 23 likes.

They post this, and that's it.

Cool. Great life.

Okay. So if you die tonight,

what's your final post?

We took the plunge.

Aw.

That is so fucking basic.

Why would you tag me in that?

Because all this shit is basic, Tim.

Nobody cares.

It's just so, like, my mom can see.

Plus, you love it.

Whatever.

That'd be a sad one to end it on, though.

Yeah.

What wouldn't be?

BRB dying.

Literally, who could that be?

- Hi. - Hello.

I hope you don't mind.

I was in the neighborhood and uh,

because I am the neighborhood,

and I thought I would officially welcome you

to said neighborhood.

Hey.

Hey, man.

Oh, babe.

This is Mr. McCabe.

Jamie, who I-- I've told you about him.

Right, oh yeah, hey.

You must be Tim, the boy partner.

Nice to meet you.

I'm hoping you drink red.

Oh, Tim drinks anything.

Please come in.

Oh, no, no. I don't wanna intrude.

Mr. McCabe,

I insist you intrude.

Alright.

Thanks.

Here, just to the left.

Mr. McCabe?

That's terrifying.

Well, it was more just the rain.

It was pouring rain.

I mean, we were totally disoriented.

Well, you know your phone has a compass.

Yeah.

Alright, let's not get stuck on

who had which cardinal directions.

Seriously, though, have you

ever seen anything like that out there?

I was getting, like, cult vibes.

Cult vibes?

Honey, I don't know about that.

What, were we not in the same place?

It was a cave, but there was like a

giant bell and church pews in the walls.

It was fucking weird.

There was a-- a chapel out that way.

Okay.

But that collapsed years ago.

It was just like in the middle of nowhere?

Yeah, it was like this new age-y

hippie dippy group.

Cult vibes.

What happened to them?

Mass suicide.

- No. - Oh, God.

No. I don't know.

They just kinda, I donno, thinned out over time.

I think they moved on when

the weather took the building.

Hard to recruit new members when your

house of worship becomes a subterranean lair.

I got it.

Thanks, honey.

Yeah.

Man, this food...

I might make a habit of dropping by.

It's all Tim.

I can't cook to save my life, and it's his fault.

Oh, it's my fault?

You're so good at this stuff.

I've never had to learn.

So if it weren't for me, you'd know how to cook?

And if it weren't for me,

you wouldn't be the only thirty something without

a driver's license.

I have a license.

He doesn't have

he has a learner's permit.

He can't actually drive a car.

It's a good deal, you know?

She gets a personal cook, and I'm trapped here.

Trapped?

I can't even make it to the train station

unless it fits your schedule.

Nobody's holding you hostage, Tim.

No, hostages don't have to cook their own food.

Well, it sounds to me like you complete each other.

You think? I mean, that's what I--

It's so weird.

Yeah.

Hey it was-- it was nice to meet you, man.

Hey, you too. Thanks again.

And, I'll see you tomorrow.

Yes, oh, yeah.

- Aw. - Okay. Bye.

Bye.

He's friendly.

What?

Nah, I just, I think he likes you.

No he doesn't. Don't be weird.

Mhmm.

You seem pretty charmed by him too.

Really?

Yeah. You're right.

I might just follow him home.

- Yeah? - And...

Tim...

Did you just bite me?

- No. - What...

is this,

you're all over me one minute, and then the next--

I, I didn't!

I just I...

Some-- something's off.

Ever since we've been here, I just--

Stop with the excuses.

Excuses? I'm not making this up, babe.

Tim, God, if you don't wanna fuck me, Tim, just say it.

Babe.

You're on my hair.

Ow, honey.

Will you roll over, you're on my hair.

Tim?

What the fuck?

You ready?

I don't think you should go.

There's a surprise.

Are we really not gonna talk about last night?

You're acting--

What? Crazy?

That's not what I was saying.

I was unconscious, okay, I didn't know what I was doing.

If you're sick, you should stay home.

Babe, come on, I can't miss the train.

Please.

You're gonna be great.

You know, I'd drive you the whole way if I could.

It's fine.

Listen, don't worry about coming back here tonight.

You mad at me?

No, no, no. I just mean stay out.

Enjoy the after party, you know, sleep at Luke's

and actually catch up with everyone.

No use coming back here and feeling trapped.

Look, I didn't mean that.

Sure, but...

maybe some space would be good.

Are you sure?

Escape. Be free.

Okay. Yeah. You're right.

Thanks.

Oh, come on.

No, not now.

Cmon.

Alright.

Great work, team.

I'll see you after PE.

Anna, Mr. Richardson won't like it if you're late.

Sorry, miss.

Are these your dogs?

Not anymore.

It sounds like he's fucking lost it.

No. I don't know.

I-- you know, honestly, it's been hard.

Are you okay?

Like, do you need me to come up there?

I-- fuck it.

I'm coming up there.

No, no, no.

I'm probably making it sound worse than it is.

And anyway, my folks are coming up

for lunch on Sunday, so,

yeah, he probably just needs to see a familiar face.

Yeah, I just wanna make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

I like the quiet country life.

I'm the boring one.

You think you're boring because,

what, you have an actual proper job?

I love Tim,

but he is a 35 year old white guy

who still thinks he's gonna be a rock star.

That is fucking boring.

He's a good guy.

Is he?

Yes.

You know, I always think about our first date.

I said my favorite band was the Spice Girls.

I didn't realize he was, like, this music snob guy.

And then he shows up on our second date

with Spice on vinyl.

That is sweet.

But that was nearly a decade ago.

What has he done lately?

I gotta go.

Why?

Millie, I need...

No, no, no.

What are you doing here?

I just, I needed to see you.

Why aren't you on the train?

This is really fucking weird, Tim.

It's like I'm thirsty all over, but not now.

Not with you.

Tell me you want me.

I need you.

Don't stop. Please don't stop.

What are we doing?

Sorry, I just...

I had a feeling.

Don't apologize.

Let's just try it at home next time.

And maybe don't wait so long.

Okay.

Now you gotta get out of here.

What-- what are you doing?

What do you mean?

What, it's-- why are you, like, tensing?

What?

I... babe it's...

Wait. I'm stuck.

It hurts.

I know, I know.

What the fuck.

Alright, just pull pull pull--

Hurry, hurry.

I can't, I can't It's still stuck!

Tim, you have got to get out of here, now!

I'm trying!

It's not fucking moving!

That hurts.

Tim...

Listen to me, listen to me!

I'm sorry.

No, no.

Your feet.

Everything okay in there?

Just a sec.

Everything okay, Miss Wilson?

Sorry, I had to, uh...

Um...

Miss Wilson,

you know this is a...

bathroom for little boys.

Sorry, I um...

had to...

Go to class.

Everything's fine.

Next time, try to get to the staff bathroom, yeah.

And you might want to, uh...

clean up.

Shit.

Babe.

Babe, come on, we're just not gonna talk about this?

Do you understand what you did today?

I could have been fired.

Or worse, like, like

arrested worse.

Wait, I didn't make you do anything.

You don't fuck me for months, then you

barge into my work with that 'I need you' shit?

Yeah, you kinda did.

God, are you trying to ruin this for me?

You know, I have sat on the sidelines.

I have sacrificed so that you've had space

to try to make your impossible dreams come true.

Woah, I'm not gonna apologize

for taking some risks.

And I never can because you use all the risk up.

I-- I moved here for you.

I left my whole life behind.

What life?

God, your music?

Then why aren't you at your show?

Tim, if you think I've trapped you,

why don't you fucking leave?

I can't.

I don't think I'm okay.

It's like my brain and my body aren't talking.

You don't understand.

I guess I don't.

Wait, where are you going?

To clean up your mess.

Sound familiar?

Do you want me to come?

What do you want, Tim?

I can't make every decision for you.

I'm not your fucking mother,

even if I'm starting to feel like her.

What's that supposed to mean?

Like I'm living with something that's dead.

- Millie. - Hi.

Hey.

The yellow house on the corner.

Yeah.

So today,

I just wanted to apologize again.

I'm so embarrassed

about um,

Oh, that.

Oh, no.

Don't even mention it.

That's...

female

issues. It's, please don't no.

Say no more, please.

Thanks.

Hey, what's wrong?

Sorry, um...

It's just been a really stressful day.

Tim and I just had a big fight.

Sorry. This is not your problem.

Wanna come inside?

I don't wanna intrude.

Miss Wilson,

I insist you intrude.

I'll get you a glass of water.

You sure I can't tempt you with anything stiffer?

No. Water's fine.

Thanks.

What's going on?

I don't know.

I keep thinking this was a mistake.

Like,

since the move, Tim and I haven't been on the same page.

Then maybe we haven't been on the same page for a while

and we're just

too scared to admit it.

Do you, uh...

do you love each other?

I mean, yeah.

Of course.

Right? But,

I mean, I don't remember life before Tim, so...

maybe we're just complacent.

Well, you know, complacency can

sometimes simply be harmony.

Do you wanna hear something

I teach my 9th grade history class?

Desperately.

Plato wrote that the ancient Greeks

believed we were created with four arms,

four legs, and a head with two faces.

But, Zeus feared our power,

so he split us into two separate parts,

dooming us to

spend our lives in search of the other half.

If you think you've found that,

don't be so quick to let it go.

Well, if Plato says so.

Is it just you here?

Sorry. That's none of my business.

Oh, no. Please, God.

I'm the one prying.

Uh, yeah, there were two of us when we

first bought this place.

And we were probably around the same age

as you guys, probably had the same

issues, same fights.

And there was a brief time

where I actually did walk away.

And it was liberating.

I had the freedom to do whatever I wanted.

So what did you do?

Oh, nothing.

I was miserable.

Yeah. I just didn't know

how to exist on my own.

I, I,

I even started to miss the fights we had.

Yeah. For better or worse,

I was me

because of him.

I bet you miss him.

You know,

I have a tape of my wedding

that I have been looking for an excuse to, uh--

Uh, you know,

that sounds great,

but I should head back.

Thanks.

Next time.

Sorry.

Sorry, okay, I didn't know where else to go.

Babe, you ready for bed?

Babe?

Are you asleep?

I'm sorry.

I wish I could be what either of us wants me to be.

Oh, shit!

What? No. Come on.

What?

Fuck.

Mil?

Alright, fuck this!

Oh fuck!

Oh shit!

Baby, baby, wake up! Wake up!

Millie, wake up!

Baby!

What are you doing?

What am I doing?

Maybe it was like a seizure.

A seizure?

Since when have you had seizures or sleep walked?

It's probably stress, and you're not helping.

Look, I think something happened to me in the cave.

something that's making me act insane.

And now it's like, it's like it's in you too.

Alright, that missing couple, those hikers,

they were on the same path

that took us to the cave.

What if whatever happened to them is happening to us?

I feel fine.

Well, that's because you're awake.

You're adrenalized.

Okay? I think it gets worse at night.

It's like when the mind gets tired,

the body can take over.

Listen to what you're saying.

Alright, remember that morning

our legs stuck together?

You said that was just mildew.

Since when do I know anything about mildew?

I don't even know what it fucking is.

After we had sex, we couldn't separate.

Explain that.

It had been a while?

That always makes it a little painful.

Babe.

Okay. Alright. Put your hand up like this.

Try not to touch mine.

You'll feel it. Babe, please.

This is ridiculous. I'm going to bed.

Come on.

It's like we're magnetic, babe, please.

I think you should sleep in the spare room tonight.

I agree, we need to keep our distance.

Babe, wait.

I know why you stopped.

Because the moment you got there,

I wanted you to stop.

I felt it.

That's not...

it's...

that doesn't make any sense.

Then how come I know exactly what you're feeling?

The pull, the thirst in your bones, babe,

something inside us has imprinted on each other.

We're sick, okay?

I can't explain it, but it's that place.

It has to be.

- Tim. - We need answers.

I'm gonna go back.

Go back?

Yeah, as soon as there's light, I'll go.

You know my parents are coming for lunch Sunday?

Yeah, why?

I don't think you should be here.

What does that mean?

It means, I don't want you...

I don't want you.

I love you.

Okay.

What the fuck...

Oh, God!

Why is this happening?

Ahh, Millie!

Fight it!

Baby, you gotta fight it!

I just want to die!

Baby, look at me.

Stay with me.

We can do this.

Okay, do what?

The drugs, the pills... the drawer.

What?

Muscle-

relaxant!

Valium, Valium!

It's called diazepam now.

Fucking child-lock!

Hold it out!

How many?

Just take them, just...

It'll kick in quicker if we snort them!

Just put your feet against mine...

and then push away!

I can't do it.

Yes, you can.

You're so fucking strong.

You can do this.

Push, baby.

We only need to last a couple minutes.

Push!

Push!

We got this!

I can do it.

We got this.

Just keep pushing.

Keep pushing!

Just keep pushing!

Just keep...

Just keep pushing...

Babe?

I was hoping I'd have more time before you woke up.

It's gonna be okay.

What's going on?

Sorry, we don't have time for you to "hem" and "haw"

about this.

About what?

Woah babe, this is a weird time for a joke.

It's not getting worse,

so the drugs must still be in our system, right?

Wait.

Wait, wait. Babe, babe,

I wasn't even sure that was the right tool

to fix the fucking porch.

Listen, when the pills wear off,

it's gonna start again.

No, babe, babe, babe.

Imagine what you're about to do actually happening,

and tell me that's not gonna make things way worse.

Whiskey for the pain...

and as soon as we're separated,

I'll sprint for the first aid kit.

We have bandages, disinfectant,

everything we need!

Ah, you're right handed.

Oh, God.

Actually, maybe that's enough of that.

What, why?

I think I can feel your whiskey.

You're right handed and drunk.

Remember when you said you weren't holding me hostage?

Do you think I wanna do this?

No. So don't.

We are out of time.

We need to do this while the drugs

are still in our system, then we can get help.

I'm sorry.

We have to.

If we don't split now, it'll be much harder later.

There's gotta be another way.

Do it.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Okay.

Careful, Careful!

Alright, I'm doing it.

Then do it!

I'm doing it.

Just do it.

I'm doing it.

Then do it!

By the way, I'm sorry I didn't believe you before.

You were right, obviously.

Babe, just go!

I'm gonna go.

Stop, a doctor isn't gonna be able to fix this!

Get in the trunk.

We need to keep as much distance as possible.

- No - Honey, the pills are gonna wear off.

I know, but more pills is just a band aid.

We need answers.

Tim, I just sawed through our fucking arms.

We are going to the hospital.

Okay.

Oh wait... Shit.

What? What's going on?

My keys.

I think I left them at Jamie's.

Why-- why would you do that?

I didn't do it on purpose.

- Sorry. - Come on.

You coming?

I'll wait.

Like you said, distance.

Tim, don't do anything stupid.

Jamie?

Jamie?

I'm so sorry, it's-- it's me.

I'm just... we need help.

It's, it's serious...

Shit.

Jamie?

Jamie?

Hello?

What the fuck?

The happiest day of our life.

I'll give these back, don't worry.

What is this?

The beginning of something wonderful.

the fuck?

Help me!

Stay away from me.

We were scared at first too.

Everybody is,

but this is a great gift.

Such lucky few are we who become whole.

No, I don't want this.

The connection is deeper than

anything you could ever imagine.

No more walls.

Share fears and memories.

This is the hardest part.

You just have to push through.

Please.

What awaits is the ultimate intimacy in divine flesh.

Stop it.

It's already happening.

You wouldn't like the alternative.

Help me!

Millie!

Millie!

Rejoice in the intimacy that awaits.

No dissonance, only warmth.

I'm sorry, but it's best to be open for each other.

It will hurry things along.

The God's jealousy has robbed you of your perfect form.

Yet divine happiness is flowing through us.

You will be so warm.

Help me.

Help me.

Come back.

Don't come any closer.

I know, I know!

This thing, it's happened before.

We're not the first.

I know.

You went there.

Oh shit!

I saw something down there.

I think I know how to stop it.

What are you doing?

We can't fight it forever.

No! Stay back!

It's okay, you can let go.

Honey, I'm serious.

Don't come any closer.

No.

There's only one way to end this.

What are you doing?

What I should have done a long time ago.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Babe,

I used to worry I wouldn't remember

who I was without you,

but,

the truth is I remember exactly who I was.

Okay? I was, I was miserable.

I was incomplete, cold,

so much time wasted thinking about

some other life where all my bullshit

adolescent dreams came true, but,

babe, you are the dream that came true.

I'm so sorry it took me so long,

but I just, I fucking suck and I,

I love you so much.

I love you so much.

Close your eyes.

What?

Trust me, close your eyes.

Tim, what are you doing?

This won't end until one of us is dead.

Okay?

Babe, I don't want you to see this.

We don't have time, okay?

No, you don't have to. You don't have to.

It's gonna be okay.

You'll be okay.

Please just drop it.

Just drop it.

Please just-- just drop it.

Babe, babe, babe!

Oh shit!

Oh shit, oh God!

Baby, hey, hey.

Hey, stay with me, baby, hey yes, yeah, hey,

You gotta run.

You gotta be free.

I'll never be free from you.

Never.

Promise me one thing.

Anything.

You'll make my final post "BRB dying."

Hey, hey, hey, Millie, Millie!

No, no, hey, Millie!

Millie! Shit.

Baby, baby.

Baby, stay with me, please.

No, no, no, baby!

What have you done?

It was the only way to stop the bleeding.

What?

No.

No, no.

I was trying to let you go.

Did you wanna let me go?

What are you doing?

It's your favorite album, right?

You remember that?

I always imagined it as our first dance, but...

because maybe that won't happen now.

Are you sure you want this?

I do.

I love you.

I love you too.

"When two become one"...

Hey.