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Farid Morocco

TOM: Every Sunday, my father had the camera out.

He loved to tape us.

You've been shooting all day. Do you wanna give it a rest?

EFREN: It's Sunday, you know the rules.

You know, he's unconscious immediately.

I don't think he suffered that much.

How do you feel about it?

Yeah, I haven't seen him in so long.

That made it a little easier.

ALEX: Dad.

Dad. Dad, look at me.

DOCTOR: Why do you think he stayed away?

You know why.

My mom leaving him,

him running for office.

You know, he was ashamed of me.

It's just he was a great man...

and he expected a lot from his son.

When they told me he killed himself,

I think--I think it's because I was getting released.

No, you don't know that.

You know, it's no wonder that he wound up hating me.

You know, one day, you're gonna have

to take him off the pedestal, Tom.

You've come far, my friend.

It's clear to me that he loved you

even if he didn't wanna face you.

He left you everything, gave you a second chance

so you can start over, live your life,

make up for lost time.

Now, just remember,

rule your fear. Don't let it rule you.

And when in doubt?

Trust my brain,

-not my eyes. -There you go.

I've discharged Mr. Walker.

Please release him to his parole officer.

Good luck to you.

[PATIENTS SCREAMING AND SHOUTING]

BRODY: I know it's been 20 years,

but you got to remember your own home.

BRODY: There, your constant companion

for the next 30 days of house arrest.

Impact-resistant, waterproof.

It'll warn you if you start to stray. Come on.

-TOM: Jeez. -Uh-hmm.

TOM: Wait, what does this do?

You got to be shitting me.

BRODY: Okay. The tour is over, because if I find out

you have a bowling alley in the basement,

I'm gonna shoot you.

I need you to direct your attention

towards this marvel of modern technology.

It'll ring once or twice a day,

could be 9:00 in the morning, could be midnight,

pick it up before it rings ten times.

Stand in front of it,

smile, because that camera

needs to take your picture.

One more thing.

Fill it.

BRODY: Idiots.

Your parents had no idea what they were getting into.

I swear, the only way I'm going back

down the aisle is in a box.

Oh, bad luck.

Your father's suicide just days before your release.

Shut up.

Brody?

When my dad died,

what did they do with his dog?

He was put down Thursday.

How'd you know he had one?

Oh, he always kept a Doberman.

He prided himself on how well they were trained.

One bit me...

when I was little.

I wasn't supposed to pet him when he was eating.

Never get between a dog and his dinner.

Your father proved that loud and clear.

Hey, what does that mean?

BRODY: It was days before we found him.

It wasn't a pretty sight.

You feeling okay?

-Oh, yeah.

Give me these. What is this?

-Look, that's--

That's my problem, okay?

Not yours.

Come here.

Come here. Come here.

Come on, don't be shy.

You and me,

we're gonna be friends.

Look...

for the next 30 days, you're mine.

If you screw up in even the slightest way,

you're going straight back to the institute.

A perimeter breach,

missed phone call,

someone else in the house, oh,

any sign that you're losing it,

anything, boom.

Because after what you and your brother did,

there is nothing I'd like more than to make sure

you never get to swim in that pool...

-again. -Okay.

Everyone in life either wears a collar

or holds a leash.

Guess where that puts me.

No, I'm never going back to that place.

Never.

BRODY: That's the spirit.

I'll be checking in.

Well, when can I expect you?

Whenever I feel like showing up.

It's your favorite.

SINGER : ♪ Hmm♪

♪ Alone from night to night♪

♪ You'll find me♪

♪ Too weak to break the chains that bind me♪

♪ I need no shackles...♪

♪ I'm just a prisoner of love♪

♪ From one whose master...♪

♪ I can't escape for it's too late now♪

Hello?

Hello?

SINGER : ♪ Upon my knees to her...♪

♪ My very life is in her keeping♪

♪ I'm just a prisoner♪

♪ Of love♪

And it's good to see you, too.

Mr. Larry, you son of a bitch.

Long time no see.

Like hell you didn't hate me.

Hello?

MAN : State your name.

Thomas Walker.

MAN: Thank you. You may hang up.

Oh, yes.

Twenty years, baby,

I never stopped loving you.

Oh.

Oh, come on.

LYNN : Red Pepper Market.

Hi, I need a box of Fruity Pebbles

delivered to my house, please.

LYNN: Is that it?

Um...

milk?

SINGER : ♪ Lump sat alone♪

♪ In a boggy marsh♪

♪ Totally emotionless except for her heart♪

♪ Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas♪

Whoo!

♪ She totally confused all the passing piranhas♪

-♪ She's Lump, she's Lump♪ -Oh, shit.

SINGER : ♪ She's in my head♪

♪ She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump♪

♪ She might be dead♪

♪ Lump lingered last in line for brains♪

♪ And the one she got was sort of rotten and insane♪

♪ Small things so sad that birds could land♪

TOM: Whoa.

LYNN: Delivery for Tom Walker.

Oh, hey, can you grab those bags for me?

Sorry, I'm alone in the house,

and I can't really--

Oh.

"Oh" what?

What?

What?

You just said "Oh".

Uh, oh?

You're supposed to say something afterwards?

-Yeah. One of the things that--

Crap, I'm sorry.

If I take one step outside the house,

this thing will call the cops, so I just--

I just want my groceries.

LYNN: I can see why, Mr. Badass.

You got five kinds of cereal,

four kinds of ice cream,

and every snack cake in the Hostess spectrum.

You're off your diet?

Or you're just incredibly high? I can't figure it out.

I just haven't...

been able to eat that

stuff in a really long time.

LYNN: What are you listening to?

That's "Lump" by the Presidents of the United States of America.

LYNN: God, it sounds...

old.

I'm just not really that...

up on current music.

Yeah. No shit.

I guess this is kind of awkward,

but I heard about your dad passing away,

and I just wanna say I'm sorry.

You don't have any family members

that could move in and help you out?

Nope.

Well, what about your mom?

TOM: I'm not supposed to...

let anyone in the house, I'm sorry.

You might as well spill,

because whatever you don't tell me,

Wikipedia will anyway.

Who's Wikipedia?

Look, my mom left my dad when I was 15,

and I never heard from her again.

Why are you asking me all of these questions?

Because you're weird...

and interesting.

And trust me, nobody's interesting out here.

It's like a cultural wasteland.

Then why don't you just leave?

Well, you know, I'm...

kind of stuck at the moment,

working at the market and--shit,

the market.

Wait, the groceries.

BRB.

Something...

tells me you still got a CD player.

Am I right?

Groceries, CD.

TOM: "Gray"?

Yeah. I like to...

label my mixes according to the color I feel.

It's like a mood ring thing.

Okay.

It was nice getting to know you and stuff.

Okay.

Wait,

what's your name?

Lynn.

Lynn.

SINGER :

Okay.

If this is gray...

what's black?

SINGER :

Hey. Hey, Lynn,

I, uh, just had...

a little free time on my hands and I...

made you something.

Yeah.

Girls like art.

LYNN : Red Pepper Market.

That's creepy. No, that's, no,

that's just too creepy.

Yeah. Think I'm some kind of weirdo.

EFREN : Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

too many, Tom, too many.

How many years have Mommy and Daddy been married?

-EFREN: Right.

How many candles do you have on the cake already?

YOUNG TOM : One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Ten.

EFREN: Is that so, huh?

Yeah, well, my mistake, I guess.

EFREN: What day...

Hello?

Who is this?

WOMAN : Sorry, the number you have dialed

is private and cannot receive incoming calls.

Trust your brain,

not your eyes.

MAN : ♪ I see it all, I see it all

♪ I see it all, I see it all I see it all, I see it all ♪

♪ I see it all, I see it all I see it all, I see it all ♪

♪ I see it all, I see it all I see it all, I see it all ♪

♪ I see it all, I see it all... ♪

: ♪ Chase this party up♪

♪ We're never gonna stop ♪

♪ Nothing gets us down♪

♪ We're gonna shake the ground, whoa♪

Lynn, you are full of surprises.

WOMAN: ♪ Whoa♪

-♪ We're gonna shake the ground♪

♪ Got our A-game on, bounce till the break of dawn ♪

♪ Dancing till we drop, making--♪

Rats?

What the hell is this?

TOM: They're all your fears.

They're all your fears.

What?

Hello?

Who is it?

Who's there?

Dad?

: Hello? -Oh, hey. It's me.

Yeah, it's Tom.

BRODY: Did you screw up?

What? No.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

I just--I just, you know,

I haven't been alone like this in...

20 years.

Hey.

Hey, thanks for coming.

Don't leave the door open. Were you raised in a barn?

TOM: Yeah, sorry.

You weren't in the middle of anything, were you?

Like what?

What

Unfortunately, you're the only man in my life.

Well, unless you count my deadbeat ex-husband.

-You sound as--

Wait, did you hear that?

Did you hear that creak?

Yeah, I did.

There's something I hoped

I'd never have to tell you.

What?

It's your father.

He doesn't want you here.

You're a nut bag.

This is a big house.

They creak, make noise.

Trust me.

The only person haunting this place is you.

When was the last time you had a drink?

Never.

Never?

This will help you.

Okay.

Don't I have to take a urine test

-No, that's my discretion.

You take them when I say so.

You're gonna be okay.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh, God.

That's got to be an acquired taste.

You feeling better?

A little bit, yeah.

Okay.

Hey, thanks for coming over.

You're, like,

you're a lot nicer than I thought.

Yeah.

In all kinds of ways,

it's just...

Okay. I'm--

just--

I'm sorry.

I thought--I thought you wanted this?

What?

Oh, go ahead. Yeah, laugh.

-No. -No, no. Go ahead, laugh.

-No. No, no. -Yeah, go on. Go on.

You didn't do anything wrong.

Laugh, rich boy. Go ahead, you son of a...

You drag me out here in the middle of the night

and go cold fish on me

and then you have the nerve to pity me?

Why'd you get me out here, boy?

Why

Because you're afraid of the dark, huh

Oh, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no. No, I need my pills.

I own you, bitch.

Please, no, don't take my pills.

Maybe when your demons start coming out of the woodwork,

you won't play so hard to get.

Please.

Oh.

What?

I didn't...

set a timer, did I?

TOM: Trust your brain,

not your eyes.

EFREN : Yeah, well, my mistake, I guess, huh?

What day is Mommy and Daddy's anniversary?

YOUNG TOM : October 7th.

EFREN: Right.

Good boy.

All right, let's get this, uh, let's get this going.

All right, all right. Let's go, let's go.

Just hold on a second. Hold your horses,

hold your horses.

YOUNG TOM: Hurry.

EFREN: Come on, come on. I got it.

YOUNG TOM: That's awesome.

Hurry.

EFREN: Go.

Here we go.

ALL: Happy anniversary!

Oh, you guys.

YOUNG TOM : We love you, Mom.

I love you, too, sweetie.

More than anything.

EFREN: Blow the candle out.

Come on, blow the candles out.

YOUNG TOM: One, two.

Trust your brain,

trust your brain.

Trust your brain.

What the hell, dad?

I'm sorry. This isn't my house.

I don't deserve it.

Hello?

Why don't you just leave me alone?

You're not real.

You're not real. Goddammit, you're not real!

ALEX: What're you doing?

Oh, you still like to watch, huh?

Yeah. You're still my little peeping Tom,

huh?

You come out when you're done, all right?

ALEX: Hey, little brother.

TOM: No.

No, no, no, no, this isn't happening.

You're in prison.

They told me you were getting released.

Holy shit, look at you.

All grown up.

Well, don't look at me like I'm a stranger.

Well, it has been a long time.

I knew you had your issues, but it would have been nice

if you replied to some of my letters over the years.

Out of sight, out of mind, huh?

How did you get in here?

I came in through the window in the big room there.

You left it open for me.

No, no, I didn't leave any window open.

ALEX: I meant unlocked.

Jesus. Relax, Tommy.

The window's locked.

ALEX: Well, I locked it behind me, obviously.

You shouldn't just go leaving your windows unlocked, Tommy.

ALEX: Can't be too careful with all those crazies around.

No.

This isn't real.

What?

You're not real.

Is that so?

I'm sorry, you just broke out of prison

to come say hi?

That's bullshit.

They let you out of the nuthouse a little early, huh?

My pills.

You know that I don't have my medication.

-You know that. -You know that, Tommy.

How would I know that?

What's the difference?

I don't want you here.

ALEX: I just got here.

Let it ring, we're having a conversation here.

TOM: No, if I don't answer it, it'll call the cops.

-No, that's a violation.

They'll send me back to the institute.

I can't go back there. I can't go back,

-I can't go back.

What we really want, deep down?

To go back.

No.

MAN : State your name.

Thomas Walker.

MAN: Thank you. You may hang up.

Alex?

Alex?

No, just relax.

Go to sleep, he's gone.

He's gone, he's gone.

What?

What?

No, I didn't--

I didn't do this.

Ah!

Oh, Christ.

Relax, Tommy.

You trashed the house.

Well, technically, you trashed the house.

Why would I--

why would I trash the house?

You tell me.

LYNN : Hello, Tom?

It's Lynn.

Hey, hi. Yeah, it's me.

It's my--I'm--it's--I'm Tom.

LYNN: Yeah, I figured it would be

seeing as no one else is there.

Did you listen to my gray mix yet?

No. I mean, I did.

It was good.

It was...

eclectic.

LYNN: Yeah, I kind of forgot

about that last song. And sometimes I set

the next mix early and I'm sorry,

this one got a little bit pink at the end.

LYNN: So, I've been thinking about you.

-LYNN: Uh-hmm.

Did my homework too.

I found out some pretty interesting stuff.

So, I was thinking I wanna come up--

-Nope, no, no, no, no. -LYNN: --and talk.

No need. It's, uh,

been really busy up here.

So, just stay at the market--

the market.

Lynn, does the Red Pepper Market have a pharmacy?

LYNN: Uh, yeah. Why?

I'm just--I'm a little low on my meds.

LYNN: So, what the hell do you want me to do?

Do you want me to boost drugs?

Well, I mean...

yeah.

LYNN: What is it that you need?

Lithitol?

Lynn?

LYNN: That's serious antipsychotic shit.

Yeah, uh, how do you know that?

LYNN: Um, look, the pharmacy closes

in two minutes, so I'm just gonna slip in there now

-and see what I can do. But-- -Thank you.

LYNN: --you're gonna owe me

quite the explanation.

Thank you.

LYNN: Who the hell are you, Tom Walker?

Alex?

Alex?

Stop playing games.

What the hell, Alex?

Okay. You're okay.

You're...

You're...

You're okay.

Oh.

Skinny dipping? Nice.

What are you doing here?

Really?

Do you mind?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

You got a pressurized leak.

TOM: What?

How do you know that?

My father is a pool cleaner.

So,

what are you-- what are you doing here?

Need a fix, remember?

Nice place, by the way.

Is it the maid's year off or something?

Well, thank you so much for bringing these over

but if my parole officer catches me

with someone inside the house, I'm screwed.

I just--I need to make it through these next 30 days.

Wow. You're barely out of the gate.

TOM: Can I just have my pills?

Maybe we can talk later on the phone?

Oh, crap.

Is this me?

Um...

Yeah.

I've actually been drawing you a lot.

It's kind of, creepy, huh?

I wouldn't blame you if you just...

left the pills and,

you know, took off.

I love it.

I always wanted a stalker.

I just never knew I was so beautiful.

You are.

It's Glycamine,

it's pretty much the same thing as Lithitol

so, it should do the trick.

Um,

sorry,

you're just gonna have to explain this to me.

I'd like to hear your side of the story.

I just wanna help you.

Okay. If I tell you,

will you just leave?

Yeah, I mean, if that's what you want.

Okay.

Okay.

When I was 13 years old,

I had a real crush on this older girl,

Julie DeMarco,

and when I asked her out

she totally rejected me

in front of the whole school

and when I told my brother Alex about it,

he said that we should teach her a lesson.

You know, give her a little scare

as payback.

So, we hid under this bridge

that was on her way home

from this Wendy's that she worked at

and when we jumped out, he was right,

it scared the shit out of her.

Then she started yelling at us

and calling us immature.

Alex didn't like that.

He kind of--he just snapped

and started whaling on her.

I mean, it was brutal.

I told him it was wrong.

But I think he must've known that I wasn't gonna like it

because...

he took out this pair of handcuffs

and chained me to a metal pipe.

I just had to sit there and watch.

And then he drowned her...

right in front of me.

I remember as the life was...

going out of her,

he looked right up at me

and he said,

"I'm just doing what you couldn't.

Sometimes it takes two men

to make one brother."

Jesus.

And then he made me bury the body with him

and said we were in this together,

we were partners for life.

I was so messed up after that.

So, he did it again

with another girl on his own

and this time, he got caught.

You know, it all came out.

I was convicted of the first murder alongside Alex.

No one believed that I just watched.

He got life in prison and I got the institute

on an insanity verdict.

My mind was...

ruined.

Okay. Well, we had a deal.

So,

thank you so much for the pills.

Have a great life.

You don't have to be alone.

Okay. Well, actually the court says I do.

I might understand you more than you think.

EFREN : Hello, Tom.

You enjoying the house?

I wish I had the courage to say this to your face

but...

as, uh, you know, I never had the courage

to say anything to your face.

Believe me. I'm not proud of this.

I left a lot of things unresolved.

-Video file

recorded five days ago,

the night he killed himself.

I know you blame yourself for what happened.

This isn't real.

It's as real as I am, brother.

EFREN: For your mother leaving,

leaving and not looking back.

The truth is,

her leaving had nothing to do

with you two boys being locked up.

The real problem

developed between the two of us.

Our relationship worked

because I always knew what was best.

We had rules--

Hey, buddy.

Just tell us where it is.

EFREN: But with both of you boys gone...

Where what is?

...her behavior became unpredictable.

She would never talk back

like that to me before.

I would--I would-- I would've done anything

to keep her from leaving.

What I'm--what I'm-- what I'm trying to say is,

it's...

it's not your fault, Tommy.

I don't blame you.

He didn't hate me.

EFREN: I know--I know it was selfish

to stop visiting you,

hide you away like you didn't exist.

God, it was all in my head.

No shit, Tommy, what isn't?

EFREN: I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

ALEX: Oh good. Only Mom hated us.

Dad just cared more about his career.

I'm glad he cleared that up. I feel a lot better now.

You don't know that Mom hated us.

She left us, didn't she?

We were just children

and she left us to rot in that jail.

What do you imagine was so important

that she never came to see us,

never wrote, never called.

She just erased all memory of her children.

What do you call that, Tommy?

I call that, hate.

We did a lot of thinking in that cage

about Mom and Dad.

Each abandoning us in their own way.

But we came to one inevitable conclusion, didn't we?

I'm the only one you can count on to be there.

We're in this together and it's up to us

to take what they denied us.

What do you want?

What do you--what are you looking for here?

ALEX: I'm looking for the same thing you are, little brother.

A chance at peace, Tommy,

freedom.

Hidden amongst dad's secrets in this house,

there's money and that money is ours.

Wait, what?

-ALEX: Yeah.

I don't want money.

I don't want any of this.

ALEX: I'm here because you needed me,

okay?

Trust me. You do need me.

TOM: No, I don't need you.

I have my pills now, Alex.

I don't want you here,

okay?

The only thing I wanna do is serve my next 30 days

and then, for the first time in my entire life,

I'm gonna be free.

They're kicking in.

BRODY: Tom, where are you?

This is bad.

Are you okay?

You know, I've had better days.

I didn't realize how sick you are.

Listen, I'm not--

Listen to me.

I'm gonna go home and get your pills.

Holy shit.

TOM: Thank you, Lynn.

Goodbye, Alex.

Oh, yeah.

Hmm.

Alex?

Alex?

His bike.

Yes! Yes.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, come in. Come in.

I had to come by after work

because I felt really bad

-for what you told me. -No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, you know what,

don't worry about it.

I'm surprised you're so hospitable

all of a sudden because you couldn't have gotten rid of me

faster before.

Oh, um,

that was before my meds kicked in.

I'm feeling...

much better now.

You were seeing some pretty weird shit, huh?

Yeah, you could say that.

Hey, uh,

you want something to drink?

LYNN: Yeah.

I'll take some of that...

grape juice straight up.

I'm glad my drug trafficking paid off.

Yeah.

It's worse when I'm alone.

Back in the institute,

all these people around,

I could, kind of, control it.

But here by myself,

I just--I thought maybe the drugs

wouldn't be enough, you know.

Well, you have...

27 more days to go.

Yeah.

I think I'll always be haunted though,

because I didn't do anything

except watch that day.

LYNN: What would you have done?

You were 12. You were handcuffed.

I could have ignored his threats

and gone to the police after that first murder.

If I did that,

that other girl might still be alive.

But...

I've come to see that there's nothing

I can do about that.

I just have to make

the best choices I can

from here on out.

How the hell are you still such an optimist?

I mean, after all the shit

that you've been through.

I'm not an optimist. I've--

I just don't think I have any other choices.

I mean, what can I do?

Give up?

Sometimes, yeah.

Yeah.

You can be surrounded by people

and...

still feel so alone.

I did everything

to try to fit in. I...

was nice to them, I smiled at them...

and they just took advantage of that.

The boys in our school, they...

treated me like I was their dog.

I think that the worst part is, is that...

I went along with it.

You start to hear

that you're worthless so many times,

you start to believe them.

I know what it's like

to take medication

and not feel normal.

And I know what it's like not to trust yourself

with your own life.

Shit.

What a pair.

Um, can you excuse me for a moment?

Because I'm--I--

I'm like a hot mess right now.

I just need to go to the bathroom.

Wait, Lynn?

Yes?

Um,

if I, I mean, if--

when I get done with my...

30 days,

-would you-- -I'd love to.

Uh, what?

That's real.

Oh, Jesus.

What did I do?

Oh, sh--

I d--I didn't--

Fuck it.

-No. -Oh, Jesus.

TOM: Look, this isn't what--

-Put her down. -TOM: No, no, no...

-Put her down. -I--

-Put her down now. -Okay. Okay.

BRODY: Put her down. Get away from her.

Why did you do this?

What happened to you?

Why the hell did you do this?

I didn't. Um, I mean...

Is this because of your brother?

What? Wait, what happened to my brother?

He burned in a prison fire.

Is he dead? Are--do you know for a fact that he's dead?

-BRODY: Ah!

Oh.

Well, I guess that settles it.

I'm real.

You mean, you're--

Oh, Alex, what--

-What you couldn't.

-Get the phone, Tommy,

before it calls the cops.

Get the phone now.

MAN : State your name.

Tom...

I'm as real as you are, brother.

Well, if I'd have had it my way,

I would've convinced you otherwise.

Where did you go?

For a crazy hermit with no friends,

you have a very active social life.

What are you gonna do with that?

We're gonna have some fun.

No, you're not--

There's a tunnel. I saw--I saw a tunnel

next to the pool.

It leads to a bunker or, like a, uh,

vault or something.

Oh, yeah?

All right.

Don't start without me.

TOM: Come on.

What are you doing?

You got to get out of here right now, okay?

You got to get in your car, and you got to drive, now, go.

Run. Run, run.

Why are you still here?

Time to finish this, Tommy.

Was the money in the vault?

There's nothing down there that I want.

You saw him, you saw Dad,

didn't you? You saw Dad down there.

You saw Dad down there, didn't you?

Remember these?

-No. -Yeah.

No.

Alex. Alex.

No. No, no, no, no.

Don't do it, Alex. Alex, don't--

Alex, don't do it.

Please.

Alex, don't do it.

ALEX: You do what you do best, little brother.

Watch.

Shit.

ALEX: I need my little peeping Tom

and you need me.

No. No. No.

ALEX: Just like...

old times.

-TOM: No, no, no.

Watch this, Tommy.

No! Please!

No, please, no.

Oh, God.

No. No.

Please. No, please no.

No.

No, I'm not watching

another goddamn thing.

TOM: No.

Go to hell.

You wanna see hell, huh?

I'll show you hell.

I'll show you hell.

Ahh.

Fuck.

ALEX: Have fun down there, little brother.

Oh, God.

God.

ALEX: He was messed up, wasn't he?

More than either of us could ever be.

I guess you never really know someone until they're dead

and you get to pick over

their bones.

This isn't real.

None of this is real.

You're not real, okay?

None of this exists.

This is all in my-- it's all in my head.

ALEX: That's priceless.

You spent 20 years

wishing your eyes would show you the truth

and when they finally do,

all you want is to retreat back

into your head.

Ambiguity is bliss, huh, Tommy?

Well, let me cure you

of your uncertainty once and for all.

Our father was sick and he made you what you are

and he made me what I am.

And his blood was poison

and it ruined us both.

And now I'm gonna prove it

with your little girlfriend.

No.

TOM: Look at the-- look at the phone.

Look at my parole phone.

Notice anything?

That's real.

The cops will be here any minute.

Not before I take this out on your girlfriend.

Well, I found the money.

ALEX: Bullshit. I don't trust you.

You don't have time not to.

It's in a safe down here.

Okay, you just let Lynn go

and I promise you that there's a safe

and I swear to God,

I'll tell you the combination.

What about your new best friend down there?

Aren't the two of you getting along?

What?

1007.

Move.

TOM: Who are you?

Who are you?

Oh, my God.

You never left.

Oh, my God, you never left.

It's me.

It's--it's your Tommy.

It's Tommy.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Mom.

Oh, Mom, I'm sorry.

What is that? Wait, wait, wait.

Stay right here. Stay here.

Stay here for one second.

TOM:

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I'm sorry.

Okay. Come on.

It's a family reunion.

Hey, Mom.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

ALEX: It's okay.

ALEX: It's okay, it's over.

-Oh!

Oh, my God.

What did you do?

What did you do?!

The same as always, Tommy.

What you wanted to but couldn't.

No.

You bastard.

Open the safe.

No.

What?

Open the safe now.

Hurry up.

Five...

four...

Um,

his office.

He had to have set this for the office.

-Three. -Fuck. Just...

-LYNN: Hurry, hurry. -Breathe, breathe, come on,

breathe, it's okay, it's--

two...

Maybe phone number.

1007.

Ten-oh-seven.

October 7th.

Their anniversary.

October 7th.

One.

That was close.

I knew it was here.

Get back.

I knew it was here.

LYNN: Here.

ALEX: We're still in this together,

two men, one brother.

That's one too many for me.

Farid Morocco

SINGER: ♪ Alone from night to night♪

♪ You'll find me♪

♪ Too weak to break the chains♪

♪ That bind me♪

♪ I need no shackles♪

♪ To remind me♪

♪ I'm just a prisoner of love♪

♪ For one command I stand♪

♪ And wait now♪

♪ From one who's master♪

♪ Of my fate now♪

♪ I can't escape♪

♪ For it's too late now♪

♪ I'm just a prisoner of love♪

♪ What's the good of my caring♪

♪ If someone is sharing♪

♪ Those arms with me?♪

♪ Although she has another♪

♪ I can't have another♪

♪ For I'm not free♪

♪ She's in my dreams♪

♪ Awake or sleeping♪

You Thomas Walker?

Is this your house?

It is now.

SINGER: ♪ My very life♪

♪ Is in her keeping♪

♪ I'm just a prisoner of love♪

♪ Oh♪

♪ What's the good of my caring♪

♪ If somebody else♪

♪ Is sharing those arms♪

♪ With me?♪

♪ Though...♪

♪ You have another♪

♪ I can't have another♪

♪ Because, you see, honey♪

And could you please turn that thing off?