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Rah!

- You...

-Hello. -Hello.

-You look nice. -Oh thanks. I forgot how tall you are.

I can't believe it's been nearly two weeks.

Well, if you cancel on me.

I know. I'm sorry.

I was ill.

You would not have fancied me last week.

My workmate said I shouldn't have seen you again after you canceled last minute.

Well, I'm glad you didn't listen to them. Can I get you a drink?

Gin and tonic, please.

So, you ready for Christmas?

Nope.

You?

I've done all my shopping. I need to buy a wreath for my door.

When's your last day of work?

Friday, You?

Yeah, same.

What are you doing for it?

We go to my auntie's every year in Keswick.

Hmm.

I went to Penrith as a kid.

Well done.

Most people don't get past Ambleside or Windermere.

There's a stone circle, isn't there?

Yeah.

Long Meg and her daughters.

That's right.

Penrith's answer to Stonehenge.

How old were you?

I don't know, nine. I remember it well.

I like ancient structures.

Would've thought your scientist mind.

You can't knock Neolithic man's understanding of the stars.

Or Neolithic woman.

Oh, feminist and handsome.

Handsome...

I showed some of the lads at work your picture.

They all said that I'm punching.

I'll remind you of that when you ghost me.

I got ghosted once.

By a guy named Casper.

No, you didn't.

No, I didn't.

What?!

I'd like to see Long Meg again.

My parents were archaeologists.

We were always being dragged around sites like that.

That's amazing.

Did they meet in a trench over a muddy trowel?

Pretty much.

I used to really want to be an archeologist.

Did you?

I used to want to be Indiana Jones, so...

He was my first ever crush.

Really? Well I've got...

no chance competing against him, so...

Can't you crack a bullwhip?

No.

It's all right, you'll do... for now.

My first ever crush was Jennifer Connelly in Labyrinth.

God, I loved that film.

Yeah, me too.

And she was gorgeous.

I wanted to be her.

I loved her. I still do.

I remember having a sexual awakening to...

that film before I even knew what sex was.

You had a sexual awakening watching Labyrinth?

Mm-mm.

Don't look at me like that. Loads of women my age did.

-Did they? -Yeah. I kept it secret for years

but that's the best thing about reading trash on the internet

that you realize you're not alone.

You fancied David Bowie as the Goblin King?

God, yeah.

-Not Hoggle? -Hoggle was cute, but no, David Bowie.

Was it his... crotch.

His tight pants.

Yeah, exactly.

A dick hidden in plain sight in what's meant to be a kid's film.

His pants. Magic pants.

Magic pants.

That is brilliant.

But it wasn't just that, Jareth really lusts after Sarah.

Jareth?

The Goblin King,

Jareth was his name.

And do you remember the ballroom scene when they danced?

Yeah.

He Rohypnols her peach.

Yeah, he does.

That's bad when you think about it.

But at the time, God, I wanted to be her.

The way he looks at her, the way she looks at him,

there's clearly a connection.

Platonic acquaintances do not look at each other like that.

And then when Jareth says to Sarah he's been generous up until now.

But he can be cruel.

You like that?

God yeah, it kind of made me like him more.

Then he turns into an owl!

Bowie was so dreamy in that film.

Do you want another one?

Let's go back go back to mine, get wine and a takeaway?

Alright.

It's freezing.

I have a message.

You alright?

Yeah.

I know you can hear me.

I just can't feel my face.

Help me.

Please.

This way.

Race ya.

Oh, no way!

You've got a head start.

Why are you celebrating?

Well, cos I win.

No, I win.

That's how it works.

Oh, my God.

Come on let's have a look behind.

I don't think you're allowed there.

Says who? Come on, after you.

Jaoel, I need you.

Please, I need a sign that you're here.

God, what am I doing?

-This house is haunted, I swear. -Yeah.

I'm just glad someone else is witnessing it.

I'm sure it isn't anything malevolent.

Strange things like that always happen here.

I wouldn't worry about it.

Do you believe in ghosts?

I believe in energies.

What do you believe in?

Don't know.

Science hasn't proven anything about an afterlife.

Actually, there have been some scientific approaches.

Means of quantifying.

Like what?

Like instruments for measuring changes in electric magnetic energy.

Or seeing things in ultraviolet light.

That sort of thing.

Neither of which constitutes a ghost.

Maybe. But what they measure can be deemed paranormal.

So do you believe in the soul?

Yeah. Do you?

Well, Little Miss Scientist...

An eminent mathematical physicist at Oxford University believes in his God.

Really? Which one?

Well, I don't know. I'll have to Google him, but...

basically he said that the

soul exists as quantum information in the brain.

and that after death it doesn't die. It goes back to the universe.

You're cute when you try and be scientific. Little Mr. Art degree.

Oh wow, patronising and emasculating.

Shut up and kiss me.

Pizza's here.

- I'm paying. - No, no, no. I'm hosting tonight.

- Absolutely not. - No.

No.

Hiya. Lemme just get your pizza.

There you go.

Cheers.

Cheers mate. No, no, keep the change.

- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.

Thanks, bye.

Yes, I'm starving.

Will you stay the night?

Yes please.

Good.

Come on, let's eat that pizza.

Favourite Christmas film?

Die Hard.

Die Hard?

Mm-hm.

Is that even a Christmas film?

It's the most Christmassy Christmas film.

Bruce Willis' wife's even called Holly.

Okay.

Die Hard 2, is that a Christmas film?

Yeah, although not so much as Die Hard one.

What about you?

-It's A Wonderful Life. -Classic.

Although I only saw it for the first time recently.

I know.

It's a bit dark, though, isn't it?

Yeah, but the ending's uplifting.

Best ending ever.

Every time a bell rings,

an angel gets its wings.

Cute.

Favourite Christmas memory?

This one.

Doesn't count.

Okay.

I remember years ago.

It was Christmas Eve.

I was at my auntie's in Keswick.

I was only young.

And I got out of bed in the middle of the night and

a massive electrical storm.

When you looked out the window you could see the snow.

On the fell tops and each time there was a flash of lightning the snow

would illuminate bright white and it just felt all cozy and Christmassy.

Ah. It's beautiful.

I bet Keswick is pretty at Christmas time?

Yeah, they make an effort.

Must be lovely to have family there surrounded by lakes and mountains.

It is.

My parents are on their way

to Australia to spend Christmas with my brother.

He's just become a dad.

Nice, but why aren't you going with them?

I can't get the time off work.

What are you going to do on Christmas Day then?

I'm going to have dinner around my mate's house with

him and his boyfriend.

I was just about...

to invite you to the Lakes.

No, you weren't.

I was?

Do you wanna come?

I think it's too soon to meet the in-laws...

but thanks.

Well, the offer's there if you change your mind.

When are you back?

Not sure yet.

Probably New Year's.

Go on then, what's your favorite Christmas memory?

There's this 800-year-old Bavarian Christmas song called

"Gabriel's Message". Do you know it?

Hmm, no.

My mum had it on LP.

She used to play it every Christmas Eve.

We'd dance around the living room to it in the dark...

illuminated only by the fairy lights on the tree.

Nice.

Come on.

Let's go to bed.

Okay.

-Google him then. -Who?

The eminent mathematician and physicist from Oxford.

-The soul guy? -Yeah

Well that would mean moving myself.

Okay

"So, scientists find that the soul doesn't die.

It goes back to the universe.

Since 1996, American physicists and emeritus in the Department

of Anes-- Anesthesiology and Psychology,

Dr Stuart Hameroff,

and Oxford University mathematical physicist,

Roger Penrose."

Oh, Stephen Hawkins, mate?

Yeah have you heard of him?

Yeah, of course. A legend. Please, carry on.

Well, him and that other bloke "worked on a quantum theory of consciousness

from which they conclude that the soul is sustained in micro--"

Yeah, near enough.

...of the brain cells.

The human brain is a biological quantum computer

within which consciousness runs as a program.

This program continues to exist even after death--"

Blah, blah, blah.

"According to their theory,

human souls are more than mere interactions of neurons

in our brain.

They could have been present since the beginning of time."

You see, so actually, you're much older than...

How old are you again?

Yeah, 35. Thanks for reminding me.

Well, you, the real you, has been around since the beginning of time.

Oh, no wonder I'm so tired.

You want to sleep?

Yeah, I'm up at seven.

Will you dream of Jareth the Goblin King?

Oh, I bloody hope so.

I know that neither of us are free tomorrow.

But I was thinking of cancelling my prior engagement to see you.

Was it a date?

Maybe.

Was it?

Yeah.

Alright.

Well, cancel mine too.

Alice.

Jesus Christ.

Jay.

I miss you so much.

Evening, everyone.

Merry Christmas.

So, this song is not Wham! or Slade.

Sorry to disappoint.

But I do know that it's a favorite Christmas memory of someone here tonight.

I've not had much practice, so just don't start jerking your pants about.

I had fun tonight.

Me too.

So...

where's the after party then?

You have to pack.

I travel light.

A pair of pants and a toothbrush.

Let's wait till you get back after Christmas.

Okay.

Well, happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

You must help me.

You're bound to this plane.

This key needs to be found.

It doesn't.

You can leave if you want to.

11 Queen Street, in the planter.

Find the key, post it through the letterbox.

Detach yourself, all will be well.

Your understanding is warped, you foolish man.

The psychopomp is coming, I need that key!

Oh mum, it's beautiful.

Is someone there?

Alright, knock twice for yes, once for no.

Do you understand?

Is that you knocking?

Knock three times.

Don't knock.

Can you see me?

Can I see you?

Are you... a ghost?

- Hello? -Hi, it's Alice from across the road.

Locked yourself out again?

No. Could you... Could you open the door, please?

Cuss and skitter, I'm in my undercrackers here.

Um, hang on, let me make myself decent. Hang on.

I can't find my keys now, hang on.

How do, Alice?

Hi.

What's up?

When you lived in my house,

did you ever hear any strange little banging noises?

Erm, no, no.

There was this very odd sequence of taps just now.

Don't know. Maybe it's mice?

I don't think it's mice.

-Maybe it's Reg. -Who's Reg?

It's the name me and my ex gave to the ghost who lives there.

-Reg? -Yeah, couldn't think of what else to call him.

Yeah, Reg.

What did you experience?

Um...

The usual stuff, you know.

Doors opening, things moving round,

knocking sounds.

Okay.

-Thanks. -Yeah, no probs.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

You look worried.

A little bit, yeah.

Don't be. Reg is sound.

You didn't mention a resident ghost when I bought the place after you.

Of course not.

Hey, Merry Chrimbo!

Happy Christmas Eve! We're going to bed soon.

It's very warm here.

Your mum got cramp in her leg and made sure everybody knew about it.

We miss you.

Feels odd to have a Christmas without you.

Love you.

Knock three times if it's Reg.

Knock three times if it isn't Reg.

Then who are you?

Okay, one for no, two for yes.

Are you a ghost?

Then what are you?

Are you some sort of other entity?

Are you...

...malevolent?

What if you're lying, a malevolent entity would lie?

Jesus Christ, I'm going doolally!

It's the pipes, I'll call the plumber.

I don't believe in ghosts, I'm ignoring you.

Sorry. Please be quiet now.

Merry Christmas.

This is a wind-up.

Excuse me, mate.

Can you tell me what the third column along says?

It says, "Newcastle 1302. No platform yet."

Right.

Are you an actor?

What?

You're part of a hidden camera crew.

What does it say now then?

The same as it said before.

All right, what stations is it calling at?

Darlington, Durham and Newcastle.

Well learned.

To who?

To whom?

No one even knows.

Final boarding call for the 13. 02 to Newcastle calling

at Darlington, Durham and Newcastle. This train is made up of five carriages.

Here's Mr Scrooge's health.

Now children, all together, Mr. Scrooge's health.

Mr. Scrooge's health.

Mr. Scrooge's health,

And now, Tiny Tim will sing to us.

Yes, Tiny Tim will sing.

What should I sing?

- Hark the Herald Angels. - Yes, Hark the Herald Angels.

Hark the herald angels sing...

Surprise.

What are you doing here?

I didn't want you to spend Christmas on your own, so...

But what about your family?

They'll have a nice time without me.

Is this all right? That I'm here?

Yeah. Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sorry, please, come in.

So you seen the film, L.A. Story ?

Mmmm, I think so, Steve Martin?

Yeah, I remember it.

Well, there's the road sign in the film.

It was like that.

The display board was talking to me. It was.

You were up till the small hours singing open mic last night.

I also happen to know the previous night you didn't get much rest either.

Yeah, okay. I'm a bit tired, but I wasn't hallucinating.

I had an odd experience this morning too.

Really?

It was weird, there was this knocking. I don't know, it feels like a dream though.

Tell me.

I wanted it to be the pipes, but there aren't any pipes in that wall, so...

I started asking it questions.

Two knocks for yes, one for no and...

I was getting seemingly intelligent responses.

And what were you asking it?

If it was a ghost.

It said it wasn't.

I thought it was taking the piss until I asked if it was

an entity different to a ghost.

-And? -And it said it was.

Unless it was a ghost, but it was lying to you.

That's what I thought. So I asked the guy who I bought the house off.

He only lives across the road. He moved for a fresh start...

but that's another story. Anyway...

He said there's a ghost here called Reg.

Yeah, it's not called Reg.

-What? -What?

You said that with some clarity just now.

What? What is it?

It's nothing.

No? Tell me.

No, no.

No.

No, it's too soon.

You just invited yourself around to spend Christmas with me.

I think we've passed the point of 'it's too soon'.

Yes, but you're a scientist.

You're going to think that I'm nuts.

I just sat here and told you about Reg the ghost.

Who's not called Reg and isn't a ghost.

Yeah, okay.

Tell me or I'll never take you to bed again.

Well, you'll only miss out too.

No, I won't.

I'll get another lover.

Okay.

Tell me.

I'm gifted.

Are we talking about lovemaking or some other area?

Well, yeah. That, obviously.

-But also in a metaphysical way. -How?

I'm a medium.

Wow. Yep, she's laughing in my face.

-Get lost, you're not a medium. -Yep, I am.

-Like a spiritual medium? -Mm-hmm.

You talk to dead people?

Sort of. It's not as easy as just talking to them,

it's extra sensory.

Do you see dead people walking around like regular people,

harry trollies men.

Yes, sometimes I see them but, usually it's more clairaudient.

You hear them?

Yeah.

Seriously?

Mm-hm.

Oh, my God.

Trust me, it's a blessing and a curse.

It's a superpower.

Not when you're walking around Aldi trying to do a big shop.

There are dead people in Aldi?

Yeah, there's spirits.

There are spirits everywhere.

It's just the laws of space and time don't apply to them,

not in the same way.

So my ghost's not Reg?

No.

Who is he, then?

Well, it's not a he.

She, then?

There's no gender.

It just is.

What is it?

I think it's a being.

An entity.

A good entity?

Yeah.

What's it called?

I'm not sure yet.

But it's not called Reg.

Is it here now?

It's always here.

God, that's creepy.

No.

No, not with this it isn't. It's benevolent.

I don't like it. Can we talk about something else?

Yeah.

-Has it put you off me? -No, no, no.

-I've overshared haven't I? -You really believe it,

don't you?

Shall we change the subject?

Okay.

But how are the laws of time and space different to spirits?

I don't know.

Block universe theory maybe?

Really?

I'd like you to tell me what it means.

You know exactly what it means.

Yeah, but humour me.

Anything that ever happened in any time or any place is happening simultaneously.

So you think whatever you and I are doing next Christmas Eve for

example is actually happening now?

Yeah.

We're still together?

And we're spending Christmas in Keswick.

Get out.

Deja vu.

What?

Nothing.

Come on.

Keswick looks so pretty all lit up for Christmas.

Yeah, wait until you see where I'm taking you tomorrow.

Where?

It's a surprise.

It's my favourite place.

It's a beautiful corner of the world, isn't it?

Mm.

What's up?

Why do I live in the city suburbs when I could live here?

This is just an outpost.

It was an outpost in Roman times. It's an outpost now.

It's a pretty outpost.

You're pretty.

Cheesy man.

That was your lucky Buddha.

Well, now I'll be here forever.

Just like this moment.

I love you.

I love you too.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Our first Christmas together.

I'm so glad I didn't get on that train.

Me too.

- Should we go for a wander? - Yeah.

Coffee first, though.

I wish I could have got you a gift.

You did.

This.

I was thinking about what you told me, about your other gift.

It's freaked you out, hasn't it?

Yeah.

Well, it intrigues me too.

You're in one of the oldest cities in the UK.

Yeah.

How does it work?

If spirits exist, they must be everywhere in a place like this.

They are.

Isn't it like noise to you?

I can shut myself off to it.

Can you open yourself up to it at will?

Yeah, pretty much.

Can you do it now?

What, here?

Yeah.

I'd encounter Romans and Vikings and medieval people

and you'd be sceptical.

I would. You're right, I would.

But it's so subjective an experience, right?

What's it like for you? Can you describe it?

At first, it's horrendous.

There's just noise.

Do it now.

Please.

Okay, but please, don't laugh.

I won't.

I won't.

The key to the box, it must be retrieved.

See, sometimes I can tune in to different frequencies.

Like an FM radio?

Yeah, sort of.

This isn't making anyone feel festive, is it?

Right, fair enough.

Look, if you stick around for long enough.

You'll see proof.

Maybe I will.

Stick around, I mean.

There he was, stood at my door on Christmas Eve.

So cute.

Well, I prefer Christmas Eve to Christmas Day.

You're lucky she didn't think it was creepy.

Well, it could have been, they'd only had a few dates.

No, it's not creepy. It's lovely.

I wish you'd make a statement like that.

I make sweeping statements all the time.

Oh, we know, and we all turn off.

Gestures then, I make gestures all the time.

You're just too wrapped up in yourself to notice.

Do you see what I have to put up with, Jay?

Come on, you two. You know you love each other.

-Yeah, we do. -Do we?

Jay, this wine's delicious.

- Yeah, it's nice right? - Barolo.

And these, they look expensive. Where are they from?

Yeah, they're posh aren't they? Let's pull a cracker.

Jay's already pulled a cracker, haven't you, Jay?

Yeah, I have.

So's she.

Ready?

Merry Christmas!

Oh!

Are you alright?

Any injuries?

York Gin.

Oh!

You all got booze?

I've got the orange.

Oh, Jay, look at that. It's gorgeous.

What is it?

-It's a little Buddha. -Buddha?

No, that's a mistake. It's meant to be minis.

Maybe it's a lucky Buddha.

Go on, then. Give its belly a rub for luck.

A Buddha, that's what I want.

No, why would you get me gin and not a buddha? Give me mine.

If you have two, you're going to be absolutely wrecked,

Come on then, someone tell us a joke.

- Tell him a joke. - Well, my relationship. There's your joke.

Do you miss him?

Who?

Your lucky buddha.

He's exactly where he should be.

So are we.

Oh, God.

You're picking something up in here, aren't you?

Spiritually.

Maybe.

You sense anything?

It's cold.

Feels a bit odd.

I'd deliberately closed myself down.

Do you want me to see?

Oh no.

I don't think so.

But does it feel odd to you?

There are definitely spirits in the building but I don't know

if they're actually in this room.

-See anybody? -No.

What, nothing at all?

No.

Why? Can you?

See, I knew there was something.

Your sensitivity levels are increasing.

We'll have your sixth sense honed in no time.

Sometimes I think it's just your mind.

That I'm making it up?

Yeah, subconsciously.

Spirit can be measured quantifiably.

I know, you told me.

My mate Aaron does it for fun.

Goes ghost hunting.

I keep meaning to take you.

-I'm all right, thanks. -Alright, then.

Alright. Who wants more wine?

Who wants more wine?

Everyone talks about their exes, everyone!

They've not spoken about their exes.

Listen, all I'm saying, all I'm saying is that.

I used to see this guy who went to spiritualist church

and it was so weird.

Weirdly nice was it?

Jay's a spiritual medium?

Oh my god.

- He sees dead people. - No?

Walking around like regular people.

What are you doing?

What, like in the films and stuff?

Do you see them or hear them or what?

I don't usually tell people this the first time I meet them.

I know, he don't tell me until

our fifth meeting.

-Shall we do a seance? -Are there any spirits here?

-Are there any spirits here? -Connect with the Ghost.

-No we shouldn't do a seance. -And Kermit the Frog and

- No. - Why not?

Because.

They invite things in that shouldn't be invited.

Oh, no.

There's something in my place.

It's not a ghost, it's an entity.

An entity?

That entity's alright.

But you can get negative ones.

I don't want a negative one.

- No. -It's bad enough living with him.

Here, you can talk.

But is anyone here?

Any spirits?

Besides the gin.

Do you want an honest appraisal?

God, yes.

Yeah?

Alright.

He really doesn't have to do this.

-You brought it up. -Yeah, you brought it up.

I want to see this thing.

I want to see this.

Okay.

There's an energy.

Male.

It's older.

-Has your grandfather passed? -Yes.

Everyone's grandfather's passed by the time you get to our age.

I know, I know.

Just bear with me.

He's showing me a mountain, it's a tall mountain surrounded by

-a jungle. Does that... -Yeah.

...mean something? -Yeah.

This mountain has a crown-like summit.

Yeah.

Can you get like a name, something more concrete?

No, but there's a K sound.

The mountain is a K?

There's a sensation, it's a pain in the head.

Yeah.

That's how he died, right?

- Yes, yes. - It was sudden?

- Yes. -Okay, Jay, perhaps that's enough.

No, no, no, it's all right.

It's all right.

It was a brain haemorrhage.

He's telling me that he's stood on the mountain.

Yeah.

He's saying that what he once thought mattered now

doesn't matter and that he's going back to the mountain.

What significance does the mountain have?

It's, um... It's Kinabalu.

In Malaysian Borneo.

My grandfather was from the Dusun tribe.

Kinabalu means--

Revered place of the dead.

-Did you enjoy yourself? -Yeah. Yeah, they seemed like a really nice couple.

That was quite, um, something.

Was it?

Yeah.

You did some digging.

You think I researched all your Facebook friends

in case I met one of them randomly?

- I'm sorry. - Just to prove something that

Nothing personal.

I just think about things differently.

I knew I shouldn't have mentioned it.

Oh don't pout, Jay.

You are too cute when you pout.

How long do you mean to be content?

Jay.

Jay, wake up. Wake up.

Jay, please. You're scaring me.

Jay.

-Are you all right? -Yeah.

What is it? You haven't been yourself since you got here.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

What is it?

It's nothing.

Tell me.

Tell me.

-I had a premonition. -About what?

-About me. -What about you?

I think I'm going to die soon.

-What makes you think that? -The premonition.

What did you see?

It's just a bad dream.

Maybe it's just a warning.

Maybe-- Who's to know how many paths there are for our futures?

Maybe it can be changed. No fate but what we make, right?

It's just a dream.

Jay?

Maybe.

Come here.

- I won't let anything happen to you.

Come on.

You should get some sleep, it's nearly three.

It's Christmas Day now.

Happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

-Do you want your first present? -Yeah.

Oh, it's beautiful.

When I saw it and I knew I had to buy it.

It's a little sparrow or something?

It is indeed.

Reminds me of the Bede quote.

He suggests an entire lifetime

from birth to death is like the flight of the sparrow

through a mead hall, in at one window and out another.

All in a fleeting moment.

Every time a bell rings

an angel gets its wings.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Make yourself at home.

-Shall we have a drink? -Absolutely.

What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Which you probably have.

No, I haven't, honestly. Do you have any whisky?

-Single malt or blend? -Surprise me.

Let me check.

Jay.

Is that you?

I've got Dunbeath blended or Ballacladich 21 years old.

I'll have one of each.

Good choice.

-Cheers. -Mmm.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

What?

Yaoel.

-Sorry, what? -Yaoel.

-It's name's Yaoel. -Whose name?

-The entity. -Oh, I don't want to know.

It's just told me.

-Was it watching us kissing? -No.

No, it doesn't watch it in that way.

It's here, but it's not here at the same time.

How do you mean?

What are you doing?

I'm Googling it.

There's nothing.

- How are you spelling it? - Y-A-O-E-L.

Maybe it's a soft J.

Okay, here we go.

"Jaoel is an angel.

The keeper of the unspeakable name of God.

His image is carved on the Ark of the Covenant.

Jaoel guided Abraham on a journey to paradise

where Abraham was shown the course of human history."

Must be a different Jaoel.

Maybe. But it's a benevolent being.

And these beings can be a more than one place for once.

"Jaoel is the singer of eternal praises.

His massive wings will protect you.

He will encourage you to open

to the endless possibilities of life.

While lovingly pointing out how

your thinking stops you from having everything you want."

I could do with that.

Couldn't we all?

" Jaoel will show you images of your possible futures...

So you can decide which course of action would best serve you.

If you see events that frighten or upset you,

you can make different choices in the moment and change your future."

You think I'm taking the piss, don't you?

I need you to prove to me that

you're not just making all this up.

You're so full of doubt.

I'm full of questioning that's what science is.

I can't just pull proof out of the ether, can I?

I either sense something or I don't.

Don't be mardy with me. I can't help the way my brain operates.

- It's not that I don't believe you--

Rainbow Bright.

What does Rainbow Bright mean to you?

Rainbow Bright.

Yeah. Does it have any meaning?

Don't you remember Rainbow Bright?

You stole it.

You look guilty?

I, I've never told anyone this.

Never admitted it to anyone.

I stole a Rainbow Bright doll from Woolworth's when I was a kid.

Said I'd been given it by a friend for Christmas,

but I stole it.

You little Scallywag.

Nobody knew that.

Nobody.

I maintained that lie for-- How did you know?

Jaoel knows every truth. Now do you believe me?

If we're gonna be together, I don't know if I can be open to

this side of you.

- I didn't ask for any of this. - Neither did I.

I'm not making any of it up, but--

I'm not saying you are, at least--

not knowingly.

- It's just that I-- - I know, yeah, I know, I know.

You need concrete proof.

In time you'll see.

Jaoel.

I need you.

Please, I need to sign that you're here.

God, what am I doing?

So there was a battle here years ago,

between the Normans and the Britain's of.

It's so peaceful.

Over the years, there's been a sort of cleansing.

So now, every May, bluebells grow in the valley

and the locals say that each flower represents

the blood of a fallen warrior.

Oh, you sound so poetic.

Rehearsed almost.

You've brought girls here before, haven't you?

I have no idea of what you're talking about.

What is it?

Nothing.

Tell me, what is it you think you're seeing?

Nothing.

Nothing I can't change.

What do you mean?

I want a life with you.

I want a life with you too.

- Hi, Owen. - Hi, you okay?

Yeah.

Do you mind coming over?

Of course I don't mind. Put the kettle on.

I'll be with my parents for it, going down Christmas Eve.

Well, if you change your mind, you're always welcome at mine.

Sangan's gone to Borneo, so I'm all on my lonesome.

It's fine.

I wanted to go with him, but I don't like Christmas and

tropical heat.

It feels wrong.

Besides, it's my favorite time

of year around here at Christmas.

The minster and the lights and the people.

You can't have a turkey roast dinner with all the trimmings in

in 34 degrees now.

It's hard to believe that Christmas we spent was two years ago..

I know.

So much can happen in two years, eh?

Are you all right?

Sorry, I know you're not--

Is this all right?

I'm all right.

I sense him, Owen.

I sense him around me all the time.

Do you know what a slow loris is?

A slow loris is... a nocturnal, very cute primate.

There you go.

That's sweet.

Sangan's Bornean ancestors believe that slow lorises are

the gate keepers for the heavens.

And that everyone has their own personal slow loris

that's waiting for them in the afterlife.

That's nice. I like it.

It's a nice image.

I'm not a fixer for the dead.

11 Queen Street, in the planter.

Why don't you just move on?

See how quickly you move on when it's your turn to die.

What's the address again?

11 Queen Street. Say it?

11 Queen Street.

In the planter.

Yeah, in the planter.

This key is there. Post it through the letterbox.

There you are, I was just calling you.

You alright?

Not really. I think I need

some time.

Time?

I don't know if we're compatible. I'm sorry.

Of course we are.

Are we?

It's all the weird shit, isn't it?

I can shut it down.

But you never do and I don't believe it anyway.

Alice, wait.

Please Jay, just--

Let me think things over.

Alice.

Alice!

What?

Stop it!

Jay?

Jay.

You're different.

Sorry.

Why are you so convinced your dream was a bad omen?

It wasn't a dream.

I've seen it more than once.

I understand the power of your own convictions,

what you-- what you think you feel.

How much more proof do you need?

How many times have I proven myself?

Believing these things just doesn't come as naturally

to me as it does to you.

I'm fine. I'm just preoccupied.

Why?

I'm here. Look where we are.

I love you.

And you can change things.

Ask your imaginary friend Jaoel.

Yeah.

I'm messing with you.

Kind of.

But if you believe in Jaoel's presence, use it.

I will.

I am.

Have you seen the apparition again lately?

Not for two days now.

Well then, maybe you've already put into motion

a course of events that means it's no longer

a premonition of doom.

Maybe.

What are you doing with my planter?

The Connect Structured Light Sensor Camera

has an infrared light projector.

It essentially sees people by

recognising joints and movements.

The IR will detect an unseen entity as a stick figure.

A stick figure?

Yes.

Doesn't that look funny?

Not when it's accompanied by other quantifiable

data like a demonic EVP or something.

This is similar.

It's a REM pod.

It'll light up and beep if it detects

a break in the electro magnetic field.

Alright.

This is a modified spirit box.

It scans radio, electromagnetic and vibrational waves,

which it converts to audio.

How?

I have three science degrees.

Firstly the sum comes in via scanning radio.

Then the EMF circuit and reverb device allows modulation of the

source input by fluctuating

the electromagnetic fields and vibrations.

These are then output as amplified sound.

Sounds like a broken radio.

I'm here because Jay was a friend of mine, not to be ridiculed.

I'm sorry.

I'm not ridiculing, I just--

I have a rational mind.

As do I.

I can't help being sceptical.

Can't they communicate just on one frequency?

It seems not.

Why not?

Aren't those sounds just radio snippets or auditory paradalia?

Sometimes.

Yeah, sometimes they are.

I'm a sceptic too.

All I can suggest is that you try it.

Be open to it.

Spirits are pure energy.

They exist on a different vibrational plane to us.

It takes more energy to slow down their vibrations

enough to be able to communicate on our level.

They use us, you, as an antenna and as a further

source of energy.

So, be open to it.

What are you doing?

-Woah! -What?

What is it?

Someone's there.

Other than me?

Yeah.

Where?

Behind you.

I can see you on this.

Who am I seeing?

Can you see us?

It's still there.

Try calling out to it.

Who's there?

Alice .

It's gone. Did you hear what it said?

And I know, it doesn't make sense. I'm a scientist by

profession but I just had to come and

see if there was even one shred of evidence to suggest it isn't

some figment of Jay's imagination.

That's where he hid it.

This means something to you.

It's the key to a box belonging to my late husband.

Your man is a very gifted medium.

My rational mind is telling me this is all some sort of ruse.

Well, let it tell you that.

Trust your gut, your solar plexus.

-You coming? -Where?

Well, surely you want to see what's inside the box.

It's none of my business.

You'll always wonder.

Come on.

I'm making it your business.

I'll let you go do it alone.

I'll wait here.

We have been going for an hour now.

Perhaps we should call it a day.

It really has been nice to see you again.

Maybe we could try the digital recorder again?

Or we could try the Estes method?

Ask questions.

I'll be wearing noise-cancelling headphones and a blindfold.

I'll listen out for answers from the spirit and say them aloud.

Um, literally use me as an amplifier.

Ask things I couldn't possibly know the answer to.

Yah-oh-el.

Yah-oh-el is with you.

Yah-oh-el

Can you? Sorry, Aaron, I--

Perhaps you should leave.

What did you ask the spirit?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Well, a voice came through.

Who's Yah-oh-el? Sounds like initials or something.

Jaoel.

Yeah, Yah-oh-el.

No, Jaoel--

It makes sense.

I just don't think I'm ready for this.

Alright.

This spirit clearly wants to communicate, though.

It's not like you can pick up kit and expect

communication willy-nilly.

I understand.

Sometimes spirits are compelled to communicate

before they can move on.

Move on where?

To all that is.

The Godhead, the light.

I see.

May I investigate alone?

I'd rather you didn't.

You don't ask, you don't get.

Perhaps you'd like to borrow some of my kit.

I don't think so.

But thank you.

I'm going to leave you my spirit box until January,

just incase.

There's a spirit here who wants to communicate.

I'm not saying it's Jay, but...

Anyway.

I'll leave it here.

Let me know if you use it.

Jareth.

Did you get that?

This stuff means something to you, doesn't it?

It said Jareth.

Who's Jareth?

Sounds disconcerting.

-It's a reference. -To what?

David Bowie in Labyrinth.

The Goblin King with the tight trousers?

- Did that just laugh? - Yeah.

I think so.

Would you like to continue the session?

Slow loris.

Jesus Christ.

What did it say? Slow what?

Can you turn that off, please?

Yeah.

What did it say?

Slow loris.

Does that mean something to you?

Let me know when you want to reconvene.

I liked Jay a lot.

He was a nice bloke.

Talented medium.

My husband was a demonologist.

It seems he took precautions.

Wait.

Are you sure you don't want to see what's inside?

As you wish.

I should go.

I hope whatever's in that box is cathartic for you.

Einstein said that.

-Alice. -Jay.

What are you doing here?

Well, I had to know. I overheard you speaking to thin air.

11 Queen Street, I had to come and see for myself.

You've already been? I was just on my way.

And you found the key?

-What did you do with it? -I gave it to the widow.

Was she understanding?

What was the key for?

The display board just addressed me. Did you program it?

-No. -It said you loved me very much.

I do.

I'd never deceive you, Alice.

There are forces at play.

Cosmic forces that I don't understand.

I don't know what to think anymore.

Don't think.

Feel.

But know.

Know that I love you.

Long Meg and her daughters, a coven of witches

turned into stone.

Incredible place isn't it?

Even more than I remember.

It's even more beautiful with you in it.

Erm, France called, they want their cheese back.

Merci.

They're warm. Why are they warm?

Late Neolithic.

They've been here for more than 3,000 years.

In situ all that time.

How many are there?

Count them.

Long Meg, we meet again after 25 years.

If you walk around the circle and count each stone correctly.

Mm-hmm.

Then put your ear to Long Meg, you'll hear a whisper.

Marry him.

Was that you whispering?

No.

Jay.

Jay.

Will you marry me?

What?

Marry me?

Yes.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

I want to be your husband.

Jay, it's beautiful.

I want this moment to last forever.

It will.

Block universe, remember?

This moment will always exist.

Kiss me again.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Do you remember me?

Yes.

Have you always wondered since?

How is your boyfriend, the talented medium?

He died five months ago.

No one ever really dies.

Have you still got that box?

May I see inside it?

What was contained within that box

since last you were is gone.

It contains only air now.

I wish I'd stayed to see.

Now you are ready.

What was inside that box?

Jaoel.

I need you.

Please, I need a sign that you're here.

God, what am I doing?

Jay.

Please.

Let me know it's you.

Jay.

Did I just see you?

Jay.

Please.

Do you need to say something?

You don't have to see anything.

You can move on, Jay.

Go to the light.

It's alright.

Use me.

Use my energy.

- Alice. - Oh, God.

I'm here.

That's your voice.

And Jaoel too.

Jay.

Why did you die?

I miss you so much.

I-- had to.

Are you still there?

Please don't leave me.

I'll be-- right here.

You weren't meant to die.

God, I miss you.

I hate it without you here.

Jay?

You can go to the light.

It's alright.

I love you.

Jay.

Jay.

No.