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[atmospheric music]

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[door clicks shut]

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[eery intense sound]

-Rah! -[both laughing]

-You... [laughing]

-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?

[laughs] 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. -[laughter]

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.

[laughter] Would've thought your scientist mind [indistinct dialogue].

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

Or Neolithic woman.

Oh, feminist and handsome. [laughter]

[man] 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.

[laughs]

[eery tone and pub chatter]

[woman] I got ghosted once.

By a guy named Casper.

No, you didn't.

No, I didn't. [laughter]

What?! [laughter]

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?

[man] No.

[sighs]

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

[inhales]

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. -[laughter]

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.

[intense laughter]

[man] Magic pants.

That is brilliant.

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

[man] 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.

[laughs] Then he turns into an owl!

Bowie was so dreamy in that film.

-[chuckles] -[ice clanking]

Do you want another one?

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

Alright.

[chuckles]

[festive music - "Carol of the Bells" on the harp]

It's freezing.

[sniffs]

I have a message.

You alright?

Yeah.

I know you can hear me.

I just can't feel my face. [laughter]

Help me.

Please.

[man inhales]

This way. [laughter]

[festive music continues]

[man laughs]

[woman] Race ya.

[man] Oh, no way!

You've got a head start.

[footsteps]

[cheering]

Why are you celebrating?

Well, cos I win.

-No, I win. -[laughing]

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.

[festive music continues]

[kisses]

Jaoel, I need you.

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

God, what am I doing?

[high pitched chime-like sound and indiscernible whispers]

[door clicks]

[door creeks open]

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

I'm just glad someone else is witnessing it.

I'm sure it isn't anything malevolent.

[woman] Strange things like that always happen here.

I wouldn't worry about it.

[sighs]

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?

[laughs] 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.

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

Oh wow, patronising and emasculating.

Shut up and kiss me.

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-[kisses] -[knock at the door]

Pizza's here.

-I'm paying. -[woman] No, no, no. I'm hosting tonight.

-Absolutely not. -[woman] No.

No.

[door creaks open]

[pizza man] Hiya. Lemme just get your pizza.

There you go.

Cheers.

[woman] Cheers mate. No, no, keep the change.

-[pizza man] Merry Christmas. -[woman] Merry Christmas.

Thanks, bye.

[music intensifies - indiscernible whispers]

Yes, I'm starving.

[music intensifies further]

[kisses]

[kisses]

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[woman] Will you stay the night?

[Jay] Yes please.

Good.

Come on, let's eat that pizza.

-[laughs] -[kisses]

[woman] 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.

[laughs] Okay.

Die Hard 2, is that a Christmas film?

Yeah, although not so much as Die Hard one.

[sighs]

What about you?

-It's A Wonderful Life. -Classic.

Although I only saw it for the first time recently.

-[sighs] -I know.

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

Yeah, but the ending's uplifting.

Best ending ever.

[chuckles]

Every time a bell rings,

[both] an angel gets its wings.

Cute.

[laughing]

[clears throat]

Favourite Christmas memory?

This one.

Doesn't count.

Okay.

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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? -[laughs]

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?

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

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

Hmm, no.

[laughs]

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.

[Jay sighs]

[blowing]

[blowing]

-Google him then. -Who?

[chuckles]

The eminent mathematician and physicist from Oxford.

-The soul guy? -Yeah

Well that would mean moving myself.

Okay

[inhales]

[grunts and sighs]

"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.

[chuckles]

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.

[chuckles]

[kisses]

[intense musical motif]

[intense musical motif continues]

[whispering voice] Alice.

[chime sound]

Jesus Christ.

[whispers] Jay.

I miss you so much.

[Jay] Evening, everyone.

Merry Christmas.

So, this song is not Wham! or Slade.

-[booing] -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.

[♪]

[gulps]

♪ The angel Gabriel from Heaven came ♪

♪ His wings as drifted snow, His eyes as flame ♪

♪ "All hail" said he, "thou Lowly maiden Mary ♪

♪ Most highly favored Lady" Gloria ♪

♪ For known a blessed Mother Thou shalt be ♪

♪ All generations laud and Honor Thee ♪

♪ Thy Son shall be Emmanuel by Seers foretold, most highly ♪

♪ Favored Lady" Gloria ♪

♪ The gentle Mary meekly bowed Her head "For me be as it ♪

♪ "My soul shall laud and Magnify His holy name" ♪

♪ Most highly favored lady, ♪

♪ Gloria ♪

♪ Of her Emmanuel the Christ Was born, in Bethlehem all ♪

♪ All honored Christmas morn ♪

♪ And everyone throughout the World will ever say, ♪

♪ "Most highly favored lady" ♪

♪ Gloria ♪

[cheering and applause]

[Alice] I had fun tonight.

[Jay] Me too.

So...

where's the after party then?

You have to pack.

I travel light.

A pair of pants and a toothbrush.

[laughs]

Let's wait till you get back after Christmas.

Okay.

Well, happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

You must help me.

-[♪] -[unzipping]

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.

[heavy breathing]

Your understanding is warped, you foolish man.

The psychopomp is coming, I need that key!

[intense musical motif]

[items rustling]

Oh mum, it's beautiful.

[♪]

[knocking]

[more knocking]

Is someone there?

[one knock]

Alright, knock twice for yes, once for no.

Do you understand?

[two knocks]

Is that you knocking?

[two knocks]

Knock three times.

[knock - knock - knock]

Don't knock.

Can you see me?

[two knocks]

Can I see you?

[one knock]

Are you... a ghost?

[one knock]

[door clicks shut]

[knocking on door]

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

[man] Locked yourself out again?

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

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

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

[sighs]

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

[door clicks open]

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!

-[door closes] -[sighs]

-[distant church bells] -[exhales]

[groans]

[station announcement]

[intense humming sound]

[man on voicemail] 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.

[voicemail clicks]

[knock - knock - knock]

Knock three times if it's Reg.

[silence]

Knock three times if it isn't Reg.

[knock - knock - knock]

Then who are you?

Okay, one for no, two for yes.

Are you a ghost?

[one knock]

Then what are you?

Are you some sort of other entity?

[two knocks]

Are you...

malevolent?

[one knock]

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

[two knocks]

Jesus Christ, I'm going doolally!

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

[one knock]

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

Sorry. Please be quiet now.

[sighs]

Merry Christmas.

[station announcement]

[ethereal tones accompanying]

[ethereal tones accompanying]

This is a wind-up.

Excuse me, mate.

Can you tell me what the third column along says?

[ethereal tones accompanying]

[man] 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?

[man] The same as it said before.

[Jay] All right, what stations is it calling at?

Darlington, Durham and Newcastle.

Well learned.

[ethereal tones accompanying]

To who?

[ethereal tones accompanying]

To whom?

[ethereal tones accompanying]

No one even knows.

[ethereal tones accompanying]

[ethereal tones accompanying]

[station announcement] Final boarding call for the 13.02 to Newcastle calling

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

[TV] Here's Mr Scrooge's health.

[TV] Now children, all together, Mr. Scrooge's health.

[TV] Mr. Scrooge's health.

[TV] Mr. Scrooge's health,

[glass clanking]

[distant knocking]

[TV] And now, Tiny Tim will sing to us.

[TV] Yes, Tiny Tim will sing.

-[TV] What should I sing? -[clearer knocking]

-[TV] Hark the Herald Angels. -Yes, Hark the Herald Angels.

[TV] 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.

[laughter]

Is this all right? That I'm here?

Yeah. Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sorry, please, come in.

-[laughter] -[door closes]

[radio playing: "Once in Royal David's City"]

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.

[sighs]

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.

[mumbles]

What? What is it?

It's nothing.

No? Tell me.

No, no.

No. [scratches]

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.

[clicks tongue]

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. -[laughter]

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?

[sighs]

-I'm a medium. -[laughter]

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. -[laughter]

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.

[radio now playing "Sussex Carol"]

What's it called?

I'm not sure yet.

But it's not called Reg.

[chuckles]

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.

[sighs]

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. -[laughs]

[Christmas music crescendos: "Sussex Carol"]

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

Deja vu.

What?

Nothing.

Come on.

[Alice] Keswick looks so pretty all lit up for Christmas.

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

Where?

It's a surprise.

It's my favourite place.

[lakeshore water lapping]

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

[Alice] Mm.

[waves lapping]

What's up?

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

[chuckles]

[Jay] This is just an outpost.

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

[Alice] It's a pretty outpost.

-[Jay] You're pretty. -[Alice laughs]

-[Alice] Cheesy man. -[Jay laughs]

[small splashing sound]

That was your lucky Buddha.

Well, now I'll be here forever.

Just like this moment.

[waves lapping]

I love you.

I love you too.

[distant church bells chime]

[Alice] Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Our first Christmas together.

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

[Alice] Me too.

-Should we go for a wander? -[Jay] Yeah.

Coffee first, though.

[exhales]

I wish I could have got you a gift.

You did.

This.

[laughs]

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.

[ethereal music starts up: Green Sleeves]

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.

[chuckles] I won't.

-[music continues] -[eery voices - Anglo-Saxon]

[eerie voices continue]

[male voice] 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.

[sinister motif]

[radio playing: "The Holly and the Ivy"]

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

So cute.

Well, I prefer Christmas Eve to Christmas Day. [indistinct dialogue]

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

[laughing]

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.

-[Jay] Yeah, it's nice right? -Barolo.

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

[indistinct dialogue]

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.

[laughing] Ready?

-[all] Merry Christmas! -[snap of cracker pull]

-[glass shattering] -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.

-[chime sound] -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.

[man 1] A Buddha, that's what I want.

[man 2] 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,

[ominous rumbling sounds]

Come on then, someone tell us a joke.

-[man 1]Tell him a joke. -[man 2] Well, my relationship. There's your joke.

[Alice] Do you miss him?

[Christmas music fades - "The Holly and the Ivy"]

Who?

Your lucky buddha.

He's exactly where he should be.

So are we.

[intense motif hums]

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.

[covers rustling]

[curtains sliding]

-See anybody? -No.

[motif intensifies]

[Jay] What, nothing at all?

[Alice] 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.

[chuckles]

Sometimes I think it's just your mind.

[Jay] That I'm making it up?

[Alice] Yeah, subconsciously.

[Jay] Spirit can be measured quantifiably.

[Alice] I know, you told me.

My mate Aaron does it for fun.

Goes ghost hunting.

I keep meaning to take you.

[curtains sliding]

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

[Christmas music - "In the Bleak Midwinter"]

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.

[man] Weirdly nice was it?

Jay's a spiritual medium?

Oh my god.

-[whispers] He sees dead people. -No?

Walking around like regular people.

[laughs]

What are you doing?

[man 1] 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

-[Jay] No. -Why not?

Because.

They invite things in that shouldn't be invited.

[man] Oh, no.

There's something in my place.

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

An entity?

[Jay] That entity's alright.

But you can get negative ones.

I don't want a negative one.

-[Jay] No. -It's bad enough living with him.

Here, you can talk.

[man] But is anyone here?

Any spirits?

-Besides the gin. -[laughter]

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.

[Jay exhales]

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.

[Jay] 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?

-[man] Yes, yes. -It was sudden?

-[man] Yes. -Okay, Jay, perhaps that's enough.

[man] 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.

[Christmas music fades - "In the Bleak Midwinter"]

[kisses]

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

-That was quite, um, something. -[distant bells chime]

[chuckles]

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 [indistinct dialogue]

-Nothing personal. -[distant bells chime]

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. -[laughter]

[bells continue to toll - sinister motif - merges]

-[motif and harmony continue] -[strange breathing sounds]

[♪]

[demon voice] How long do you mean to be content?

[short breathes]

[strange breathing sounds intensify]

Jay.

Jay, wake up. Wake up.

Jay, please. You're scaring me.

Jay.

-Are you all right? -Yeah.

[labored breathing]

[Coventry Carol harmony fades]

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

I'm okay. I'm okay.

[exhales]

What is it?

It's nothing.

Tell me.

Tell me.

-I had a premonition. -About what?

-About me. -What about you?

[heavy breathing]

I think I'm going to die soon.

[Alice sighs]

-What makes you think that? -The premonition.

What did you see?

[exhales]

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. -[kisses]

[exhales]

Come on.

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

It's Christmas Day now.

[exhales]

Happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas.

-Do you want your first present? -Yeah.

[laughs]

-[bell jingling] -[ascending choir music]

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.

[bell jingling]

Every time a bell rings

[both] an angel gets its wings.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

[choir music continued - "Gabriel's Message"]

[lid clattering]

[paper rustling]

[bell jingling]

[door opening and closing]

Make yourself at home.

[choir music continued - "Gabriel's Message"]

[match striking]

-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.

[♪]

[bell jingling]

[choir music fades - intense motif replaces it]

[bell jingling]

[atmospheric music - main theme]

[bell jingling]

[whispering] Jay.

Is that you?

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

[bottle clattering]

I'll have one of each.

[Alice] Good choice.

-[cork squeaking] -[liquid pouring]

-Cheers. -Mmm.

[glasses clinking]

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

[kisses]

What?

Yaoel.

[chime sounds]

-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?

[glass sliding]

[Alice] What are you doing?

I'm Googling it.

[sighs]

[chime sounds continue]

[Jay] There's nothing.

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

Maybe it's a soft J.

Okay, here we go.

[Jay] "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.

[Jay] 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.

[Jay] 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.

[Alice] 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.

-[faint whispers] -[Alice] It's not that I don't believe you...

Rainbow Bright.

What does Rainbow Bright mean to you?

Rainbow Bright.

[Jay] Yeah. Does it have any meaning?

Don't you remember Rainbow Bright?

You stole it.

[nervous laugh]

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.

[Jay laughs]

[Alice] 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. -[Alice] 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... -[Jay] I know, yeah, I know, I know.

You need concrete proof.

[sighs]

In time you'll see.

[Alice whispering] Jaoel.

I need you.

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

God, what am I doing?

[high pitched chime-like sound and indiscernible whispers]

So there was a battle here years ago,

between the Normans and the Britain's of [indistinct].

It's so peaceful.

[water flowing]

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. -[laughter]

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

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

What is it?

Nothing.

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

-[strong winds - eery motif] -[Jay] Nothing.

Nothing I can't change.

What do you mean?

I want a life with you.

I want a life with you too.

[kisses]

[footsteps]

[hatbox lid being removed]

[paper rustling]

[newspaper unfolding]

[newspaper rustling]

[phone keys clacking]

[faint ringing tone]

-Hi, Owen. -[Owen] Hi, you okay?

Yeah.

Do you mind coming over?

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

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

[tea cups being placed down]

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

[indistinct] 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?

[chuckles]

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

[Owen] There you go.

[Alice] That's sweet.

[Owen] 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.

[chuckles]

That's nice. I like it.

It's a nice image.

[festive music - "Carol of the Bells" - acoustic]

[distant church bells chime]

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.

[Jay] What's the address again?

[man] 11 Queen Street. Say it?

11 Queen Street.

In the planter.

Yeah, in the planter.

This key is there. Post it through the letterbox.

[fading sound]

-[music fades] -[traffic noise]

There you are, I was just calling you.

You alright?

-[intense musical motif] -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!

[intense musical motif continues]

[phone vibrating sounds]

[Alice] What?

-[TV turns on - static sounds] -[gasps]

Stop it!

[♪]

Jay?

Jay.

[intense musical motif]

[rushing water]

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.

-[crows calling] -Maybe.

[atmospheric music]

[distant traffic noise]

[door creaks open and closes]

[♪]

[door creaks open]

What are you doing with my planter?

[intense musical motif]

[items rustling]

[♪]

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.

[laughs]

This is similar.

It's a REM pod.

It'll light up and beep if it detects

a break in the electro magnetic field.

-[instrument beeping] -[laughs]

-Alright. -[equipment clicking]

[indistinct]

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.

[Alice] 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.

[instrument turning on - spirit box static]

What are you doing?

-Woah! -What?

What is it?

[man] Someone's there.

[Alice] Other than me?

[man] Yeah.

[Alice] Where?

Behind you.

[instrument humming]

[man] I can see you on this.

Who am I seeing?

Can you see us?

[instrument humming]

It's still there.

Try calling out to it.

Who's there?

[voice whispers] Alice.

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

[Alice] 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.

[dirt sifting]

[digging sounds]

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.

[laughs]

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.

[spirit box static]

[Alice] We have been going for an hour now.

Perhaps we should call it a day.

It really has been nice to see you again.

[man] Maybe we could try the digital recorder again?

[static sounds]

Or we could try the Estes method?

Ask questions.

[bag unzipping]

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

[patting]

Can you? Sorry, Aaron, I...

Perhaps you should leave.

What did you ask the spirit?

[Alice] 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.

[Alice] 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. [laughs]

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.

[muffled static]

[voice] 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?

[voice laughing]

-[Aaron] Did that just laugh? -Yeah.

I think so.

Would you like to continue the session?

[voice] Slow loris.

Jesus Christ.

What did it say? Slow what?

Can you turn that off, please?

Yeah.

[instrument clicks off]

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.

[bag zipping]

[woman] My husband was a demonologist.

It seems he took precautions.

[lock clicking]

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.

[nervous breathing]

[tinkling atmospheric sounds]

[shaky breathing]

[♪]

[atmospheric music]

[ethereal notes]

[thumping]

[♪]

Einstein said that.

[ethereal notes]

-Alice. -Jay.

[Jay laughs]

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.

[Jay sighs]

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.

-[♪] -[kisses]

[intense musical motif]

[bird call]

[music - love theme]

[grass crunching]

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.

[laughs]

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.

[voice whispers] Marry him.

[laughs] Was that you whispering?

[Jay] No.

Jay.

Jay.

Will you marry me?

What?

[laughing]

Marry me?

Yes.

Yeah?

Yeah.

-[Jay] Good. -[both laughing]

I want to be your husband.

[♪]

Jay, it's beautiful.

[kisses]

I want this moment to last forever.

It will.

Block universe, remember?

This moment will always exist.

Kiss me again.

[sighs]

[humming "Gabriel's Message" theme]

[gasps]

[Christmas music - operatic "Silent Night"]

[♪]

[passing traffic]

[knocking]

[door creaks open]

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?

[whispering]

[door creaks shut]

[whispers] Jaoel.

I need you.

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

God, what am I doing?

[high pitched chime-like sound and indiscernible whispers]

[door creaks open]

[high pitched chime-like sound and indiscernible whispers]

[high pitched chime-like sound and indiscernible whispers]

Jay.

Please.

Let me know it's you.

[spirit box static]

Jay.

Did I just see you?

Jay.

Please.

[light static]

Do you need to say something?

[thumping static]

You don't have to see anything.

You can move on, Jay.

[sobs]

Go to the light.

[sniffs]

It's alright.

[sniffs]

Use me.

Use my energy.

-[voice] Alice. -[sniffs] Oh, God.

[Jay] I'm here.

[Alice] That's your voice.

[Jay] And Jaoel too.

Jay.

Why did you die? [sobs]

I miss you so much.

[Jay] I... had to.

Are you still there?

[sniffs]

Please don't leave me.

[Jay] I'll be... right here.

[sobs]

You weren't meant to die.

God, I miss you.

[sobs]

I hate it without you here.

[exhales]

Jay?

[humming "Gabriel's Message" theme]

You can go to the light.

[sniffs] It's alright.

I love you.

[spirit box static cuts off]

Jay.

Jay.

[equipment clattering]

No.

[atmospheric music]

[♪]

-[bell ringing] -[gasps]

[music plays - "Handel's Passacaglia" on handbells]

[music stops]

[bird calls]