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- Last season on Being Human...

Close it.

- (Mother): Traitor!

You can rot underground.

- You did things... horrible things.

- You're somewhere else? - Limbo.

And the pain!

It's like I'm trapped...

forever.

- I need to go to limbo.

I have to save Nick and Stevie.

(Screaming)

Aidan? Josh?

I think I made a big mistake!

- It was you.

- (Nora): If you kill Ray, your maker...

(Screaming)

...you don't just cure yourself.

- No, no! Get out! - Oh my God!

You cure whoever you made.

Put it down!

- Nora.

(Gunshots)

- I think it's a mistake to let a Jewish werewolf loose on a crustacean.

I said it. - Really?

- Yes. - Great.

- Regardless of what your people think of shellfish,

your knife skills are shoddy.

- How is this better than just boiling it?

- This way is faster and it numbs the brains stem.

- Oh, really?

- I think it does. It's what I've heard.

- There he is, future of medicine.

- As a way to die, that's not a bad way.

It's not as bad as say,

getting hunted down by a pack of werewolves for sport.

- Uh...

- That's good times. Yeah.

You know what else is really a crummy way to go?

- What?

- Is when you think your best friend

is gonna meet you in the woods

to help you kill Ray,

and he bails, leaving you vulnerable and exposed

and dying alone in the woods.

(Sighing)

- I think you're overthinking it.

The point is, we all have to die.

It's the natural order of things.

- Uh, no, no. No, we don't.

We don't have to die.

- Seriously, don't mess with Sally, 'cause she's very serious

about the whole balance of the universe thing.

- Oh, come on.

- Like kill-you- in-the-face serious.

- No. No, we don't. We don't have to die.

- Aidan, sorry, bud. We all have to die.

- Even you, sweetie.

- No, no. No, we don't. We don't have to die.

We're not going to die.

We're not going to die.

* Oh that's the way it goes *

We're not going to die.

(Raspy): We're not going to die.

* No time for lullabies

We're not going to die.

We're not going to die.

* No time for lullabies...

I'm not going to die.

(Gasping)

(Screaming)

* Here we are in the pale moon light *

* Telling me your lies *

- So have you had success before,

contacting the...

beyond?

- You want very much to find your friend.

I sense great love there.

How long has it been?

- It's been over a year.

(Chuckles)

I've called every psychic, medium,

ghost whisperer.

- That's not really a thing.

- I've called all of you.

And I--I don't know,

I'm really starting to get scared

that it's too late.

- You need to open yourself.

- OK.

(Exhaling slowly)

Josh?

Josh?

- Yeah?

Are we doing-- We're doing this?

- Yeah.

- All right. - I'm sorry.

We've been to a lot of psychics. Did I mention that?

- I just want to say before we, um,

before we begin...

(Sighing)

I'm not, um...

I'm not gonna buy a candle...

Or tea.

- OK. Shall we begin?

I see...

the woods.

There--there was a fight.

- Nora.

- A bullet in me is the same as a bullet in him, sweetheart!

- Nora, he's--he's right.

Shoot me, save yourself.

Shoot me!

Do it!

- Now, Josh! - What?

- Take the gun!

It's the only way to cure both of us!

- He's dying.

- That's why you have to finish it!

(Groans)

(Screaming)

(Grunting)

(Groans)

(Ray groaning)

- What did you see?

- Darkness.

And then laughter.

Yes, tears and then laughter.

- What?

- Laughter always saves you two.

- I'm dead inside.

I swear, if we have to go to another psychic,

you're gonna be trying to contact me on the other side.

- But how else do people like us

find people like Sally and Aidan?

- You know what's messed up?

I've gotten to the point where I think to myself:

"Well, my ghost friend, she's just in limbo,

"so we should be able to find her, like, no problem.

"But my vampire friend, he's God knows where."

Who knows if he's even alive?

- Hey.

- You have a candle for that?

- Come here.

We exist, OK?

Sally, Aidan...

they exist.

(Car honking)

Which means that we have to exist in a world

where finding them is a possibility.

- Yeah.

(Bird chirping)

(Wind whistling)

- Come on!

- Sally, wait!

- It's not gonna work.

- Maybe the fact that you say

the exact same thing every time we get to the door

is what's messing us up.

Maybe we could just try it one time

without you yelling "It's not gonna work" in my face.

- I'm just saying the other 784 times you tried it,

it hasn't worked.

- Have we been doing this for that long?

- I'm low-balling it.

- At least we're together when we're here.

The rest of the time...

(Doorknob rattling)

- Told you.

- One of these times,

Aidan and Josh will be there for us

and this will all be over.

We just have to believe that, OK?

No! No!

Aidan! Josh! I'm here!

(Sobbing)

I'm right here!

- We need a nurse here!

(Telephone ringing)

- Who's this?

- Found him by Porter Square. Lesions on his neck.

He was stressing on the ride. Couldn't even get his vitals.

(Snarls)

- You know what? I'm just gonna take him.

Aidan Waite, do you know him?

(Breathing heavily)

- Everybody knew him back in the day.

- Where is he?

- Think I got time to keep tabs on him?

- You know something.

- No one knows anything anymore.

- This sickness. What is it?

I've seen it in other vampires.

You get the lesions and then it seems fast, 2-3 days.

It's in the blood, right?

Is there a cure?

- Does he know where he is?

- No.

- Get the hell away from me!

Why don't you let us die in peace?

- I'm sorry.

- No, I'm--

- You can't get enough, can you,

watching us rot?

Friggin' werewolves!

I'd watch myself if I were you.

(Coughs)

- OK. This is it.

We'll wait until the moon gets high and then we'll know.

- What if Brynn was wrong?

What if killing Ray...

what if it didn't cure us?

We could still be wolves.

And God, I...

I told you to kill him.

- No.

- Yes, I did. - No.

- I never should've told you that.

- I'd do it all over again just to save you.

- But if it didn't work...

- It will.

Nora.

Nora? Oh my God! I can't believe it!

(Snarling)

- The house-call thing's good, right?

I like a psychic who's willing to travel.

It also makes it about 10,000 times easier for them

to scam us based on our magazine subscriptions, but "whatevs"!

- I think the fact that we got

Garden and Gun and The New Yorker

really keeps people guessing.

- Yeah, and throw Highlights in there,

you have the insanity trifecta.

- Oh, did you finish this paperwork

she wanted us to fill out?

- No. I started it.

- It's like we're preparing for a supernatural colonoscopy.

- She's very thorough.

- Is she walking away?

- 'Cause you drank water after 10:00? No.

- No, I'm serious. This woman right here walking away,

you think that's her?

Excuse me?

Sorry, wait! Excuse me!

Are you looking for 3638 Mayford?

- I'm sorry.

I can't go into that house.

I've been here before.

(Grunting)

(Gasping)

It's gotten worse since then. Much worse.

I can feel the pain from that house out here.

- You were the one who tried to exorcize Sally.

- He wanted me to.

But I didn't, just like I can't help you right now.

I'm sorry. - No, wait!

If you had contact with Sally before,

don't you think that maybe you could get it back now?

- So she isn't here?

- No.

She went away.

- We used to hear her sometimes in the radio,

just, you know, for a second or two and then static.

That's how we knew that she was somewhere.

- It's been months since we've even heard that.

We need to bring her home.

- You can't just do that,

crossing dimensions back and forth.

It's not like driving from Pennsylvania into Delaware

to buy a keg.

- I didn't think it was like that, so...

- This is just beyond what I can do.

I wish I could give you some comfort, but I...

- No, wait! This is not about our comfort.

We've been trying to bring her back for over a year now.

At a certain point, it's gotta be too late, don't you think?

I mean, we can't let that happen.

Please.

Help us.

- OK. Um...

You can go here

and ask for Ms. Gilchrist.

But please don't tell her

you got this from me.

My involvement ends here.

- Thank you.

- Good luck.

(Scoffing)

- Aidan?

* If suddenly

* I can take to the sky

* And I pull you with me

* Don't open your eyes

* Don't miss the surprise

* When our 2 worlds collide *

- I didn't die this way.

- I know.

You took pills.

(Sighing)

This is your limbo, Stevie...

watching your family go on without you.

- It's happening again.

- Yes.

(Panting)

We'll get out.

- You're saying that again.

- Josh, I'm here!

Come answer the door! I'm right here!

(Sobbing)

(Panting)

- Miss Gilchrist?

Hi. - Hi!

- Miss--Miss Gilchrist?

- Donna. - Donna.

We were--we were told

that you could help us, um, find a friend.

- Not here.

In the kitchen.

- OK.

(Thudding)

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Mother, your forgiveness will be my salvation.

- OK, there, buddy.

Just relax now, OK?

I'm here to help, you hear me?

I'm a friend.

Can you move?

Well, I ain't gonna lie to you, bro.

You look rough.

But it's all good. You see, Mickey's got you now.

Let me get you set up here.

And guess what?

You are safe.

- How long has she been gone?

- Uh, over a year. 15 months.

- And what makes you think that she wants to come back?

- Well, because limbo,

if that's--if that's what you call it,

sounds pretty much like the worst place ever.

- The point of limbo is that it hovers in between.

There is always someplace worse.

- So you've been there and you've come back?

- I didn't say that.

- All right. Just tell me right now.

Is there a way back?

- You could not pull it off.

- Is that a dare? - What do you mean?

- I don't know how you got to me,

and God knows if you were given the proper warning,

but what lies ahead for you is more intense

than your Haftarah portion of the demise of Filene's Basement.

- Try us.

- $2,000.

- I mean, yeah.

- Yeah, that's...

- OK. The money is the least of it.

You wanna bring a soul back from limbo,

then you gotta have a real line to pull them in.

Blood magic.

You have to bring me a heart.

- A heart, like a human?

Sure.

- Well, we work at a hospital, so...

- Exactly. - We can do that.

- It's a heart, it's...

- OK. The heart of someone you killed.

- This is insane.

- Yeah! Oh, that's it? That's all?

So you looked at us and you saw a J-Crew ad

and you figured you'd scare us into, I don't know, like,

paying you 2 grand and oh, just the heart of a guy I killed.

- I didn't say a guy, but that's interesting.

- You know, I'm getting really fed up with you psychics.

- I am not a psychic!

- Exactly! Exactly!

So what exactly-- What the hell are you?

You look in a book? You got a couple of books?

We have a ton of books at home! I can follow a book!

- Of course you can.

Look, could you test this for me?

Knees soft, right?

Listen, you want your friend back, you bring me a heart.

(Slaps counter)

(Crow cawing)

- I never thought we'd be back here.

(Sighing)

- I know.

Are you OK?

- I know it's--

But to bring Sally back, this way...

this way, it would be worth something,

what I did to him.

- Your humanity is worth what we did.

(Wheezing)

- There he is.

- What is this?

- Why don't you shut your bloodsucking face

until I tell you you can speak, OK?

All that time down in a pine box...

rolling in your own stink,

bet you never thought that you were the lucky one.

They're all dead, bro.

And the ones that ain't,

well, they think that you got what they need.

And they are willing to pay mightily for it.

You're pure.

At least that's what they want to believe,

like them African guys who think they can cure their AIDS

by banging virgins.

Oh, crazy bastards.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- There we are.

You just be my honey pot. That's all you be, hmm?

(Groaning)

(Grunting)

- We were the only two who knew about this.

Now, Donna...

- She's calling the cops, Nora.

(Grunts)

- I just worry that it's getting out of control!

- Yeah, now it's getting out of control.

(Panting)

(Flies buzzing)

(Gasps)

- Do you wanna at least talk about this?

That night?

I know we're never gonna ever really be able to get past it.

But it was getting to the point

where I wasn't seeing his face every time I closed my eyes,

where you weren't waking up in a cold sweat.

(Grunting)

It was as close to normal as you and I might get.

I just don't want you to suffer anymore.

(Grunting)

(Panting)

- I can't-- I can't do this.

I'll never cut through the breastplate with this.

(Josh clearing throat)

- Oh, you have to come by during dinner prep?

- How is a witch entrusted with feeding the needy?

- I'm just wondering. - Why would you insult her?

- I'm nervous. This is weird.

Please, just give me that, OK?

- We have it.

- Ooh!

Not too tidy, is it?

- You know, we went through kind of a lot

to find ourselves right here right now with you.

And so, yes, it's a little messy,

but the man was not in the best state.

- Mm-hmm.

- So, you know what, though? That's the heart.

We found it.

- So how does this spell work?

Why a heart? Why that heart?

- Well, it has to be a heart that you stopped,

because the life, I mean, the force of life

was in your hands.

The heart is everything.

We use it in the incantation, in the salve.

(Chuckling)

- Salve. And so, uh, what's the salve for?

Is it to make our hands clean afterwards or something?

It's poetic, I guess.

- Josh.

- I don't know, Nora.

- Uh, the salve is for the body.

For your friend's body.

Oh! Come on, kids.

You can't split hairs with the soul.

If you're bringing her back, you're bringing her back

from the dead.

- (Man): This is what we agreed on.

- No, that's not what we agreed on.

That's not what we agreed on.

That's for 2 pints of pure.

What you want now,

that's a whole new ballgame.

See now, if you want that much,

you're gonna have to buy the whole cow.

The whole cow don't come cheap, friend.

- This is all the money I can offer you.

- Well, then why don't you get your ass out of here?

(Grunting)

(Groaning)

- Hello, brother.

(Sighing)

(Gasping)

(Groans)

Are you insane?

That blood could kill you!

Come on!

(Grunting)

Mother's dead.

They're all dead

or disappeared in search of untainted blood.

A human virus, flu,

spread around the world.

They got their vaccines and took their drugs,

but us, any of our brothers who fed from a tainted human, this.

- You're--you're sick?

- A few days ago, one of ours brought home tainted meat.

We should've been more careful,

but the hunger...

They sent me to Boston to find help or a cure.

I found better, brother.

I found you.

(Coughing)

(Both grunting)

- This is...

- I know. I know.

I know.

I just keep thinking about it, OK?

I gave the guy $200. I told him we'd out by dawn.

- Wasn't he...

(Panting)

...like, oddly calm about the whole thing,

as if people bribe him all the time to dig up bodies?

- Oh, they definitely do.

(Both panting)

- But do you think anyone does what we're doing?

- We're bringing Sally back.

- As what?

- As Sally.

(Grunting)

Oh my God!

- OK.

Let's get her out of here.

- OK.

(Man singing rock 'n' roll on stereo)

- You're about to be eaten by a pack of rabid,

virus-stricken, Amish vampires.

(Josh chuckling)

Holy crap, Aidan!

- What exactly do you expect me to do about it?

- Uh, blow a rape whistle.

- On the other hand,

let's face it, you know, if you're gonna go,

there are less original ways to--

- What, you're saying that Aidan should die for style points?

- I'm not gonna die. I'm not going to die.

- It kind of looks like you are, though.

- Oh! Pfft! Bishop!

- Uh, excuse me, we were trying to have a conversation.

- Yeah, I know. I was trying to nap through it.

Aidan, listen. It is an insult to my memory

that you would rather imagine

these two throwing daisies on your grave

than getting up and actually doing something about this.

Look, Atlee is sick.

He's not even one of the scary Amish.

Come on, man!

- Hey! I know you're not thinking clearly

because your head was cut off,

but Aidan isn't exactly at fighting weight right now.

- I'm not fighting. I've played out every battle in my head,

every act of revenge, every act of malice.

And I'm telling you, I'm done.

(Sighing)

Oh, God. Finally, I'm done.

(Clearing throat)

Oh, come on, man! Would you just give me a break?

I don't need to make you understand

that you are not a part of this.

- No, you don't.

Hmm... That's weird, 'cause you made me a part of it.

You put me in the front seat.

I am in your head, remember?

- That is something that I've been meaning to forget.

- You cannot forget who you are.

You were a warrior when I found you.

I made you one of the best there is.

Now fight.

- Yeah, I kind of get it now. He's super compelling.

- I kind of want to make out with him.

(Honking, tires screeching)

(Grunting)

(Groaning)

- I'm to share you with my brothers,

but look at you,

so frail,

emaciated.

They would kill each other over what?

Scraps?

I'm going die, Aidan, if you don't save me now.

(Growling)

- Aaah!

- Sorry.

- The thing to remember is that she won't be human, not really.

- Yeah, but she'll look human, right?

Because that just seems like a big leap from here.

- So then what? Does that make her a zombie?

- Zombies are in a trance-like state.

They're unaware of what they've become.

You know, there's no consciousness.

Your friend will be aware,

and that could prove to be a problem.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- When she awakes, you need to make her understand --

I mean, once she recovers

from the possibly horrifying shock that she's topside --

that she cannot pick up where she left off.

There's no running home to mother.

- Her mother's dead.

- I don't care.

No reunions, no people from her past.

That's the catch. Do you understand?

- Got it. Got it.

Listen, I hate to keep coming back to this,

but she'll be OK, right?

I just-- I can hear the conversation with her now.

And Sally would kill me if I brought her back

and she's got, like, you know, worm holes in her face.

- The salve restores the body.

The incantation reanimates it.

Are you ready?

This is your last chance to say no.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, uh, yeah.

(Clears throat)

Absolutely.

Absolutely, yeah.

Just like, uh, just like being at a day spa, right?

It's like a-- It's like a mud wrap?

Right?

Only instead of mud, it's, like, the heart

of a man that I killed.

No, it's otherwise completely normal.

- OK, please stop talking. - All right.

(Speaking foreign language)

- Sally!

- Sally, wait!

- No, guys. We have to keep trying!

- Sally, we've been thinking about this.

- When do you guys have time to conspire?

- During the running.

- Yeah. Oh, and when you're screaming.

You know, we have time there too.

- It's not gonna be different this time, Sally.

It's OK. Who knows?

Maybe if you admit it, it will get you out of here.

- No, guys.

This is gonna get us out of here.

(Sighing)

(Door opening)

(Speaking foreign language)

- Is it working?

- You don't think you'll know if it's working?

- I didn't think it would take this long.

- Josh. - No, I mean...

Do we have any proof?

Do we? I mean, it's not like we can check her references.

You tell me, Donna.

Is there a recently revived corpse in Nantucket

that we should call?

- This is so the wrong time to be doing this.

- No, you know,

he should understand that there are no guarantees.

- What the hell does that mean?

- Where she is, it's like an ocean.

It's endless.

All we can do is throw her a life raft, shine a light on it.

It is up to her whether or not to climb on board.

- It's up to Sally.

- Mm-hmm. But this will not work unless you have faith.

- Like, in God? You're talking to me about God?

- Why do you wear a Star of David?

- Because when I wear it,

I remember believing in a world that makes sense.

Right now, I'm standing in a soup kitchen,

hovering over my friend's dead body,

having just rubbed the bits

of a man's heart that I murdered on her.

How is this-- How is this happening? How?

- Josh.

- No, no. Nora, no. - Josh.

- No, no, no.

All I've ever wanted to do was make things right for you.

But it's insane to think that I could save anyone.

You, Julia, Aidan.

Aidan is God knows where!

Sally's here, but my God!

How do we know that this is gonna work?

We're waiting for her to take a raft!

Why would she want to come back to this?

- It's OK.

It's gonna be OK, OK?

It has to be OK.

- I'm telling you, this is it.

Go in.

- You go in.

- It's your door.

- Well, what if it has an Indiana Jones hair-trigger thing

and it closes behind me the second I walk through?

(Chuckling)

If there's a chance for us to leave this place,

you two are gonna take it.

- (Nick): How do we know what's behind that door?

- You could find Zoe again.

You could stop dying in front of your parents' house,

watching them night after night.

You two are going through that door.

Now!

- This can't be it.

(Inhaling)

Ah!

(Chuckling)

Oh my God!

(Wheezing)

(Groaning)

- It didn't work.

I don't understand.

Your blood is supposed to be pure.

You were supposed to cure me.

(Rustling)

(Tires screeching)

- What do you think it'll feel like

when she wakes up?

- Confusing. Wouldn't it be?

I mean, there's the Sally that we know,

and then there's...

- This is Sally.

Or it will be.

- We'll help her.

- Do you think she'll even want to be here?

- It's gotta be better than the alternative.

Doesn't it? I mean...

(Wheezing)

(Gasps)

- Sally.

(Wheezing)

- S-s-st--

- It's OK, Sally, we're here.

- It's all right, sweetheart. - Just take your time.

- Yeah, take your time. Just say it.

(Wheezing)

- S-s-stevie...

and Nick...

here.

- It's OK, Sally.

- Did she just say that Stevie Nicks is here?

- No, obviously not.

- Well, not obviously, that's exactly what she said.

- Why would she say that? - She said Stevie Nicks is here.

Stevie! Stevie! Stevie and Nick.

Stevie and Nick?

- On the life raft.

They jumped on the life raft.

Sally, where are they?

(Gasps)

- With me.

- Oh my God!

What if they just woke up inside their coffins?

(Birds chirping)

(Speaking foreign language)

- Now, what are we going to do with you?

(Crickets chirping)

* Safety net don't hold me now

(Breathing shallowly)

- Exsanguinated? Right? That's what they call it?

That bastard sucked your blood?

Does this mean-- - He's dying.

You're dying, aren't you?

- Shut up.

- Aidan!

- We are not going to die.

(Crying)

I am not going to die.

(Breathing shallowly)

(Breathing stops)

* I've had enough

(Gasping)

No!

No, fight!

* You are free

* And in the thickness

* You'll find me

* Find me

* In the city you find faith

* In the people you see fear

* That remind you of your own

* Let it go

* Skin come off *