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I go wherever I like.

Would you like to be free?

I died for 92 seconds and I saw that guy.

There must be a reason for this, a purpose.

Zac Hannigan.

What do you think he would think of this book?

I think he wanted me to write the book.

- What is he doing? - Writing my biography.

Do you ever think about mum?

She's alive, you know?

Leave it alone.

It'll drive you mad.

If we found my mum.

If we found my mum,

what would you call her?

Nana, definitely nana.

♪ Like a snake calling on a phone ♪

♪ I've got no time to be alone ♪

♪ Someone coming at me all the time ♪

♪ Yeah, babe I think I'll lose my mind ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm stranded on my own ♪

♪ Stranded far from home, all right ♪

♪ Stranded ♪

Mm, delish.

So everything all right here, girls?

Can I get you anything?

Fresh pillows, robes?

A cup of poison?

How about some moron pills?

Help me out here a bit, ladies.

Come on.

This chap here brainwashes you, poisons you, and you die,

yet you all still remain here washing his crusty feet.

What's the story?

He promised us eternal life.

And he delivered.

Well, enjoy the view.

Oh, just one thing that's bothering me, Daz.

You came here of your own volition.

Why the hell don't you leave?

I'm like a book reader.

I want to know what happens next.

Well, enjoy the show.

Be my audience,

but keep your distance

and stay away from Suzy.

Of course.

Hey, where's she going?

Henry said.

Henry, you changed the rules!

So what if I did?

Well, can I come too?

Start to bring your focus towards my voice.

There's a doorway in front of you.

It's beautiful, old, richly carved.

What is this?

Take a step towards the doorway.

The door is opening just for you.

Smell the richly perfumed flowers.

Explore, experience.

Do you want to help your daughter

or will you ruin this

because you're unable to accept the fact

that I can help her?

Sorry.

She has to link off this imaginary friend.

She has to.

Yes, it is.

You're right.

Do it.

Go, go, go, go.

Now, all your friends and family

are gathering around you to greet you.

You're surrounded by their love.

Take this love, this warmth to a special place.

Maybe it's your bedroom or your house.

There's someone here in the room.

Your friend, your special friend.

And now, see the one you can't let go of.

Picture them standing right there in front of you.

And now, close your eyes on this person.

Say goodbye.

They want to be free.

You are awake, opening your eyes now.

Hello there.

What did you see?

My friend Bonnie.

I was at his funeral actually.

Oh dear.

Ah, Verity.

Don't worry, he was happy to die.

- Cup of tea? - Yes please.

Mm, I'd kill for a coffee.

Hey, did they have cappuccinos in the '80s?

See you later.

Yeah, whatever.

What's going on there?

Oh no, she's just a bit on the out

with Daz and the virgins.

Just being friendly.

Henry, I just went somewhere.

Yeah, well, you know,

we can all sometimes take a one way trip to jealous town.

No, no, no, no, no, no, with the hypnotherapy.

I just went back

and I saw my mum playing cards at Steve's house

and I remembered she works at the casino.

You think she might be alive?

You gotta go and look for her.

How's Verity?

Great, very resilient.

She's like us, but strong and sane.

You're a good mum.

Thank you.

I wonder what our mum would have been like.

Marriages end.

I don't know who would leave their children behind.

This kind of person, me.

Paulo, remember?

I've only myself that question 15 million times.

The only answer I've got is it wasn't us.

It was not our fault.

She's good.

You should listen to her.

You're right.

Can you look after the kids this afternoon?

Yeah, no problem if you pay me.

Sure.

Oh.

Terry?--

What are you doing?

Meditating.

Oh yeah, how's that going for you?

Shit.

Come over.

All right, do you want me to bring anything?

Scotch, disposable razors, gum boots, and maybe some porn.

Good stuff.

Just don't get your hopes up, Suze.

I mean, she might not even work in the casino now, you know?

In this version of events.

Sure, yeah, I know that.

You went to the casino in a dream

so it's gotta mean something.

And I was almost killed.

Maybe that's a sign.

Should I just leave it alone?

No, go.

Throw the dice.

I wish you could come with me.

I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't say that.

You know I would if I could, Suze.

You're gonna be all right.

It's only your mum.

I mean, how scary can it be?

Look, it's not a dream.

Little Darren Bonnie,

he's probably getting a pedicure right now

from his zombie slave dolls.

Come in.

A shy and solitary child,

Henry battled chronic shyness at school.

You know he just used the word shy twice in one sentence.

His fifth grade teacher Mrs. Hind

was both a mathematics teacher

and a local avid amateur musician

and she allowed Henry to (blows raspberry).

Mrs. Hind was the first adult Henry had ever met

who allowed him to truly be himself.

Her love of music was infectious to him.

Henry would often find himself

holding back tears in the staff room

as she allowed him to listen

to her exquisite collection of jazz and blues.

Gave Henry the lessons not only in maths,

but some music lessons as well.

Yes, Zac, it's shit.

Well, at least he knows it.

Henry, we're dead.

All that's gone.

You can't even play music now,

so what does it matter

what the living think of Henry Mallet?

Well, this is my death and that is my life.

Huh?

Who knew we'd get a part two?

Whoop-de-fucking-do.

That is part one and I happen to give a shit about it.

Touchy.

The Bowmore.

Zac, you crafty bastard.

What, what's with the grog?

Sip out of the Bowmore.

Whisky from Islay in Scotland.

It's my drink.

Henry Mallet, wherever you are.

I open you and you and I, Bowmore,

we will find our groove and we will find our Henry.

- That's it, I got it on the-- - Okay, good, good, good.

Now, feel that.

That's soft.

That's right, that's right, it's okay.

Look, it's our little secret.

If no one knows, did it really happen?

I'm just a bit nervous.

I need you.

This isn't right, Steve.

Don't be like that.

I need you, Terry.

Be my catcher.

Yeah, okay.

It's me.

Yup, I'm your catcher.

Thank you, mate

Place your bets.

Last call and...

Best of luck, everyone.

Place bets.

Hi, how many chips?

How much?

It's a 150 table.

150.

10.

Well?

Is 10 a good number?

You think you can avoid amateur hour at a 150 table.

I'll teach you.

The jack, the queen, the king will count as 10.

An ace can be a one or an 11, you pick.

All the other cards are just their number.

If you want a card, you knock.

If you don't, you wave.

Make sense so far?

Yes.

What you want is to get to 21

or as close under it as you can.

Got it?

Yes, thank you.

House won.

Okay, let's go.

Anything? No?

Lucky shit.

Nine.

13.

21.

20, 18, 19, 20.

You're so old.

Sorry?

I didn't think--

Dad is dead.

I'm a dentist.

I have two children.

You have to go.

I don't understand.

It's illegal for me to deal to a family,

to you.

Take your chips to another table.

Okay.

I'll wait for you to finish work.

No.

Don't come here again.

Do it.

- Steve-- - Do it!

'Cause either way, I am there.

- All right? - Yeah.

Let's do it.

You want answers, you be a seeker.

You wait around for them-- - 174--

Waiting for them to come to you.

No, you go.

You go find them.

You hunt them down.

Seeker, searcher.

Focus!

You're my catcher.

Always.

Suzy.

What are you doing here?

I followed you.

How?

How can you leave?

I can go wherever I want.

Well, good for you.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to talk to you alone.

I can't talk to you here.

I look like a madwoman sitting in a bar talking to herself.

Take a look around, Suzy.

Casinos, asylums, churches, large sporting arenas,

all places you can talk to yourself.

Nobody gives a shit.

♪ We all say fine ♪

♪ Come on, come on then ♪

♪ I see the rats rise up ♪

♪ Through the cracks in the city ♪

♪ They never tell it like it really is ♪

♪ On the BBC ♪

Shit.

Where are you?

Where are you, Adam Ant?

Mum?

I'm here.

I live here.

I see everything you do.

No way.

The women, porn,

the masturbation, the drinking.

Go on, get back to it.

You're disgusting.

Clear.

You're disgusting.

Clear.

You're disgusting.

Oh, oh no.

If I can see you here,

where are all the other dead people?

Truth is it is very difficult to be out in the world.

You have no anchor when you're dead.

The world's full of wind and noise.

You've got no control over where you go.

That's why most spirits stay put in a house

around living relatives, anchors.

You look all right.

You look fine.

That's because of you.

I beg your pardon.

Suzy, you see me.

You give me gravity.

You're a breach.

You tried to kill me.

No one has control over what happens in their dreams.

Why can't Henry leave?

No idea, maybe he can.

Well, he can't.

I followed you a few times.

Supermarket, school, hairdresser.

Seriously, you need to get out more.

I'd like to go and see a Skyhooks concert.

I don't think they exist anymore.

I don't want to hear that.

Can we go?

I'm sick of this.

Jesus wept, he's getting worse.

I can't do it.

I can't do this.

You're telling me.

Speak to me, Henry.

Speak through me.

I am speaking to you, numb nuts.

Why don't you try listening?

Speak through me, Henry.

Henry, you bastard.

Speak through me.

I'm trying, Zac!

I'm fucking trying!

Henry, you stupid bastard, speak through me!

Listen to me!

Speak!

I'm here!

I'm your receptacle!

I'm in the fucking room!

- Speak! - Listen to me!

Listen!

Henry!

Speak through me!

Henry?

Where are you?

I'm here.

Henry?

Yeah.

This is (mumbles) fucking body.

How did you do that?

Gravity's a bitch.

Where is Zac?

I don't know.

I don't like the way this body breathes.

Not much oxygen.

bloody hawk's lungs.

Have some water.

Come to daddy.

What are you guys doing up here?

Suzy's left the building.

Henry's probably at the end of her bed waiting for her

so no one's going to know.

Why are you following this one

and why's he wearing the Henry jacket from off the wall?

You ask too many questions, soldier boy.

Oh, don't get too above yourself.

Henry told paperback he thought you were fucking annoying.

That's what he said.

I did not say that.

It's okay.

Are you up there?

Place bets.

Last bets.

Eight.

Eight.

13.

♪ Women in uniform ♪

♪ Sometimes they look so cold ♪

♪ Women in uniform ♪

♪ But ooh, they feel so warm ♪

♪ Women in uniform ♪

Oh yeah.

Mm, it's incredible.

Actually, you hate her cooking.

But you hate my cooking.

Did I say that?

Yeah, this is genius.

Yeah, seriously good.

This is so, so delicate.

Mm, so rich.

Mm, mm.

You're stoned.

Yes, yes, but this is seriously good, yeah?

I know.

I gotta piss.

I've forgot about pissing.

I gotta piss.

I'm going for a piss.

I'm off for a piss.

Careful.

And drunk.

Still got my aim.

This is so good, eh?

You're incredible.

Look at you.

Elvis!

Come here, hug me.

Come on, group hug.

Yeah, group hug.

Oh mate, you're such a man.

Come on, Jonqs.

Everybody hug me.

This is good.

I didn't know you could play.

Come on.

D major, A, E, F, G sharp.

All right, let's go. - Got you.

Thanks.

You look tired.

Yes, I am.

I'm off to bed.

Think about what I said.

I'm sure I will, yeah.

Pete, we know you're there.

Hi.

Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude.

You're not intruding.

Night, Suzy.

Night.

What is it?

Sorry, I was just going for a walk.

Down here's all right, isn't it?

Oh yes, Pete, sorry.

Tonight's been so.

Have you seen Henry?

No.

Come on, ride the lift with me.

Are you sure?

He followed me.

Get that look off your face.

It's none of my business.

This was my only secret from Rocco.

Now, I only allow myself one after dinner every night.

You have no idea how good this feels.

Believe me, I do.

Are you peckish?

I'd pit you as a bit of a brie lover.

Very astute.

Oi, do us a favor.

Go keep a look out and tell us when Suze gets home.

Errand girl?

Come on, be a sport.

I did not say you were fucking annoying.

Goodness, I hope not.

Sorry, Pete.

I just need to get myself together before I see Jonquil.

I can't tell her I've seen mum.

God.

It can be your mum is an important aspect in...

Have you seen Henry?

Henry?

I haven't seen Henry for quite a while.

If you see him,

can you tell him to come to Suzy immediately?

Oh, yes, sir.

Sure, I will.

Whatever you say, sir.

Grow up.

Grow up.

This plain old , my old friend.

No Camembert, hm?

Of course.

Thank you.

- Aw, yeah. - That a boy.

She just got home.

Thank you so much.

Best fucking meal I've had in years.

That a boy.

You're a lovely woman, yeah?

Don't feel bad about being alone.

Get out there and squeeze the bejeezus out of life.

Come on.

Stupid reality is so fucking slow.

Hey, babe.

Hey, babe.

Suze about?

Apparently she's gone for a swim.

Yeah, go figure.

So kids are asleep.

Right.

So that song you wrote, was that about me?

You're a very lovely woman.

- What's wrong? - Very.

I've eaten so much and drunk so much

that I feel fairly dizzy.

Aw, my poor baby chicken.

Let me take you home and get you into bed,

you with your little Mallet jacket on.

You're so cute.

Whoops, don't mind me.

- Hi, hi, Suze. - Hi.

We're just going.

Did you have a good night?

How was the play?

It was a very disappointing play.

Zac, you look like Henry Mallet tonight.

Yes, I do and I feel like Henry Mallet tonight.

I'm writing his biography

and I have a very intense experience with it tonight.

Aw, good for you.

Thanks, night.

Come on.

I should stay and work on the song

and make sure that Elvis has got it all sorted properly.

All right.

No, no, no, you go.

You look tired.

But you said you were sick.

Self inflicted, yeah.

Go on.

All right.

I love you.

You should tell me that more often.

Okay, I will.

Where are you, Zac?

Oh Jesus.

Zac?

It's not Zac.

I'm not Zac, yeah?

I'm Henry.

Okay, it's pretty late.

Is Jonquil still here?

She went home.

Suze, fucking hell, it's me, yeah?

I'm a ghost that you live with.

And yes, yes, you get it, yes?

I was with Zac tonight, yeah?

He's writing my biography.

The guy can't string a fucking sentence together

and he's drunk and stoned,

and he called out for me, Suze.

He called for me to come and to help.

Shit.

Henry.

This is insane.

This is insane.

Suze.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I need this, I need you.

You were kissing Jonquil when I came home.

No, I wasn't, I wasn't.

Zac was.

Who's kissing me now?

I am, yeah?

Henry is kissing you.

Look.

Henry's thinking feel her hips.

Look, I made the hands go up, yeah?

Grab her ass, Henry.

The ass is grabbed, eh?

Come on.

Now, take your clothes off please.

Come on.

Oh, Suze.

Henry?

It's perfect.

Henry,

where is Zac?

I don't know.

Where is Zac?

Is he dead?

Or if he comes back into his body,

is he gonna remember this?

This is terrible.

Five minutes ago,

it was the greatest thing that could ever happen.

Now, I'm a murderer.

Did you find your mum?

Not what you expected?

No, she told me to go away.

Harsh.

She might need some time.

I don't think so.

I'm not gonna tell Jonquil and don't you either,

either of you.

Suze, you're dead a long time, yeah?

Tonight, I tasted cheese with Rita.

I smoked half a pack of fags.

I tasted my Bowmore whisky which was spectacular.

I felt wind on my face, warm water on my skin.

I nearly spit my gut on Jonquil's bolognese sauce,

but nothing satisfied me.

I want you.

I get it.

I'm Zac to you.

I will stay fully clothed,

but please,

take your clothes off and give me some memories.

♪ You say I'm only dreaming ♪

♪ A trick now playing with the light ♪

♪ Afraid of disappearing ♪

♪ But I couldn't leave you if I tried ♪

♪ No one can come between us ♪

♪ And all you want to do is hide ♪

♪ But no one here can see us ♪

Hi.

What?

Morning.

Ah, look at him.

Oh, I know.

He's so focused.

He's been writing all night.

Hi.

Hi.

Wow, you need to go to bed.

Come with me.

I fell asleep.

I wrote and wrote

and then I fell asleep and I woke up here as me.

Sorry, Suze.

It's okay.

You must have had quite a night of it.

I have no idea what I did,

but I seem to have written 100 pages.

Hopefully, it's not all crap.

It's not crap, my friend.

Might have a cab actually.

Babe, have we got any headache pills?

My stomach feels like it's about to burst.

You wrote a song with Elvis.

Did I?

Total black out then.

Oh, that's scary.

I don't think I said anything,

did anything regrettable.

Did I, Suzy?

No, no, no, no, you were funny and sweet.

Very nice to Elvis.

Okay.

Is Zac all right?

I think he'll sleep it off.

He's got no memory of it.

Just a gut ache and a couple of sore lungs.

Thank goodness.

Yeah.

Imagine that.

Who'd have thought, eh?

Some of the best memories of my life

would be made after I'd died.

Suzy?

♪ You say I'm only dreaming ♪

♪ A trick now playing with the light ♪

♪ I'm free of disappearing ♪

♪ But I couldn't leave you if I tried ♪

♪ No one can come between us ♪

♪ And all you want to do is hide ♪

♪ But no one here can see us ♪

♪ And you're still the apple of my eye ♪