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[logo chimes]

[banging]

[Man] No, no, no.

[men screaming]

[engine rumbling]

[door creaks]

[buttons clicking]

[message chimes]

[Albert sighs]

[insects chirping]

- Hot tub.

[Albert sighs]

Come on.

Oh. Oh!

Okay.

[sighs]

Hey, it's Albert.

I know you're working,

but I just wanted to make sure that you had all the directions.

I'm really looking forward to this.

To you... I mean, to you being here.

Really looking forward to seeing you.

So I will see you when I see you.

I will see you when I see you.

Jesus.

[message chimes]

Shit.

[gentle music]

[muffled voices]

[eerie music]

[muffled voices continue]

- You should be ashamed.

[dramatic thud]

[Albert breathing heavily]

[gentle music]

[car horn honks]

[chair scrapes]

[gargling]

[birds singing]

[door opens]

Hello?

[Devon] Hi there.

- Hey. - Hey.

- It's beautiful.

- Did you have trouble finding it?

- Not at all.

I saw your car.

Lots of cabins,

but I haven't seen any other cars since I went through town.

- Yeah, it's completely deserted up here this time of year.

- Yeah.

- Five days in heaven, as promised.

- Very much appreciated.

[soft music]

It's stunning.

- Yeah.

I forgot how much I love this place.

I spent a lot of time up here as a kid with my family.

I actually learned to swim in the lake,

which is just back down the hill a bit.

We can go down there later if you, uh,

and, um, you know, we used to have a boat,

but that's long gone.

I think you can rent boats

if that's something that interests you or, uh, we can...

Whatever it is you think you want to do.

I am going to stop talking now.

- You're adorable.

It's nice to see you in person.

- It's nice to see you.

- Hug?

- Yeah.

[they laugh]

Can I show you around?

- Please.

Welcome to Willow Cabin.

- Wow!

It's fabulous.

Wood beams? Stone fireplace?

- My grandfather built it when he got back from World War Two,

and my uncle inherited it

and used it as a vacation spot for his family.

- Is that an Organ?

Yeah, a foot pump organ, actually.

My grandfather played.

My uncle played too, but I think it's broken,

if I remember correctly.

- That's a bummer.

[Albert] Do you play?

- Piano lessons for years.

- Jealous. I don't have a musical bone in my body.

- It wasn't really my choice.

Strict parents.

- Me too.

Catholic?

- Baptist.

- I got you beat.

- Truth.

Wow. Look at that kitchen.

So cute.

[soft music]

- How about this stove, huh?

- Oh, incredible.

- It's the original.

The management company wanted to maintain that

50s charm kind of thing.

- Management company?

I thought you said it was your uncle's.

- It's been a rental since my uncle passed.

It was hung up at family squabbles for years.

Suicide always complicates things.

- Suicide?

Your uncle committed suicide here?

- I'm not really sure exactly where.

I was always left out of that conversation.

But...

up here somewhere.

Yeah.

- Creepy.

- Do you want to go?

- Hell, no, I took vacation days for this.

- Wait till you see what's out back.

- Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

- Nice, right? - Yeah!

- We are definitely getting in this.

- That was not here the last time I was here.

- When was that?

- Gosh, over 30 years.

- Before I was born.

- Ouch.

- [scoffs] Just kidding.

Age is just a number, right?

- Yeah. Talk to me when you're my number.

[Devon laughs]

- Wow. Look at this tree house.

- Also older than you.

[birds singing]

- Willow Cabin, huh?

- Yep.

- I'm no botanist,

but I'm pretty sure this isn't a willow tree.

- Arborist.

- Huh?

- Arborist. A botanist studies plants like algae, conifers.

- Oh, there's my sexy little English teacher.

May I call you professor?

- Well, I'm a high school teacher,

so that wouldn't exactly be accurate.

But professor does have a nice ring to it.

- Why is it called Willow Cabin,

professor?

- That actually was my idea.

- Really?

- The place didn't have a name when I was a kid.

I started calling it Willow Cabin when I was a teenager

and it stuck.

- Why, though?

[gentle music]

- Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

and call upon my soul within the house.

Write loyal cantons of contemned love,

And sing them loud even in the dead of night;

12th night.

- Shakespeare?

- Yeah.

- Beautiful name.

Beautiful place.

Nicely done.

- Thanks.

Guess I've always been a bit of a literature nerd.

- I'd say more of a romantic.

- That too.

[gentle music continues]

- Okay. I wanna see the rest.

Lead on, Macduff.

- Macbeth.

Impressive.

[soft music]

- Oh. What's upstairs?

- Oh.

Just some extra beds for renters and storage.

- Can I see?

- Uh, sure.

- I love this roofline.

- Yeah, it just gets kind of stuffy up there, so.

[knocks on door]

- Ooh!

What's in here?

- Uh, attic space.

More storage.

I don't even have the key.

Talk to the management company about that.

- Oh, I love it.

[footsteps tapping]

- Through here is the bedroom.

- Ah! The bedroom.

The main one.

The main bedroom.

We can sleep here on the bed if you...

or, I mean, I can sleep on the couch and you can take the bed.

I don't want to assume anything.

- Hey.

It might seem like we gottta rush,

given the raunchy DMs and the FaceTime

about our mutual obsession with a British Baking Show and all.

[Albert chuckles]

We don't.

Okay?

[gentle music continues]

- I was serious about wanting to explore this.

- I am too,

- I just...

I'm a little nervous.

- I get it.

- But I want you to know...

- Mmm-hmm.

...that I am absolutely chuffed that you're here.

- Spoken like a true Anglophile.

- What can I say?

- Holy shit.

- What?

- It's way past 1:00.

- Well, I just happened to have a case in my car.

-Oh! My hero.

- I'll go get it.

- Please.

Hey, is that the bathroom?

- Yeah.

- Mind if I freshen up?

- Uh.

- Oh, by the way, is there any bars up here?

I noticed I didn't have any service.

I might need to check in with work at some point.

- About that, not really.

Uh, but yesterday, I found a sweet spot

out behind the tree house that seemed to work.

- Oh,

I love finding the sweet spot.

- Raunchy.

- Wine.

- Wine.

[soft music]

[eerie music]

Devon?

[Devon] Yeah?

[birds singing]

[gentle music]

- Nothing.

[eerie music]

[dramatic sting]

- Whoa! Oh!

[Albert breathing heavily]

[Devon chuckles]

- You scared the shit out of me.

- Oh, sorry.

I thought you heard me.

- No, I did not.

- Did you need something?

- Oh.

No, I just...

I was going to ask if there's anything

you wanted me to bring in.

- You're sweet.

I got it. You get the wine,

- Right.

Your paramedic bag, huh?

- I always carry it with me in case I come across an accident.

Or if someone of advanced stage is in distress

due to extreme sexual activity.

- Hilarious.

- Which part?

The advanced stage or the extreme sexual activity?

- You better watch it, youngster.

You ain't ready for this jelly.

- What?

- Age is just a number, right?

[Albert groans]

- Hmm, manly.

[they laugh]

- Actually, that really hurt.

[Albert laughs]

[muffled chat]

So you do know that song?

- Of course. - Yeah.

- Yeah, I'm telling you, I thought it was, uh.

We going down, Carolina.

- That makes no sense.

- It kind of does when you put it together.

We going down, Carolina.

Don't carry me too far away.

- God, it kind of does.

- I told you.

- What the fuck? - Right?

- It's almost better.

- I know.

[they laugh]

Okay. Your turn.

- Nah, I'm all out.

Come on.

Think.

- Okay.

Okay.

How about this one?

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Why did the chicken cr...

What?

Did someone make a song of that?

- No.

The joke.

It's not...

The game.

Oh my God.

- Fine. I'll allow it.

But only because I am curious about where this is going.

- Why did the chicken cross the road?

- To get to the other side.

- Exactly.

- I'm lost.

- We all thought that was hilarious

when we were kids, right?

- I suppose.

[Devon] But why?

- I don't know.

I guess it's the obviousness of the other side of the road

being the place where the chicken ends up

after crossing said road?

- What if I told you it wasn't so obvious?

It actually was quite dark.

Even disturbing.

- Go on.

- Why did the chicken cross the road?

To get to the other side.

Not the other side of the road.

The...

other side.

[Albert chuckles]

- Wait.

- Holy shit. [Devon] Yeah.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

The chicken committed suicide?

- Yeah.

My father, the utter piece of shit that he was.

Thought that that would be hilarious for a seven-year-old

to know about his favourite joke.

[dramatic music]

Incidentally, that was also the age he thought

I should be aware that Santa Claus wasn't real

and that I was adopted.

[eerie music]

I know, pretty fucked up, right?

But...

that same shittiness that caused him to get sick

led me to having to take care of him,

which inspired me to become an EMT.

So I guess everything happens for a reason.

- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

- What?

- Your uncle committed suicide.

That was so insensitive of me.

- Oh, no, I...

It hadn't even occurred to me.

- Still, too soon?

Maybe.

- Maybe a little.

So, just out of curiosity,

Catholic boy.

- Uh-oh.

- What are your thoughts on the other side?

- You mean,

do I believe in heaven and hell?

- Yeah.

- I guess.

I mean, that's what my faith taught me.

So that's what I tend to believe.

But...

You can never really know for sure, can we?

- Hmm.

- What about you?

- I mean, I was also raised with the whole

heaven and hell thing, but...

I've seen my fair share of people in their last moments

and I think it's much more nuanced than

all of that.

- How so?

- I'll take your uncle.

Your faith dictates that

because he took his own life, he goes to hell,

where the bad people go, the sinners.

But in my experience,

people who commit suicide aren't necessarily bad,

they're just lost.

- You're saying my uncle went to heaven?

- I'm saying he went to where the lost people go.

[gentle background music]

You okay?

[Albert sighs]

- Whoa.

That wine went right to my head.

- You want me to get you some water?

- No. I'm fine,

thanks, I'm just gonna...

use the bathroom.

- Okay.

Hurry back.

[bright music plays]

[upbeat music plays]

♪ Innocently waiting for the doorman ♪

[slaps face]

[Albert sighs]

[water running]

[Albert sighs]

[dramatic music]

[Devon] No, no, no you're not fucking with me.

Go away!

[music plays on record player]

Fuck!

[Devon grunting]

- Devon?

- Yeah.

- What's going on?

- Nothing. I think the wine's getting to me, too.

- Maybe we should just crash.

- No, no, no, no, no, it's still too early.

Come on, let's just dance it off.

- I can't dance.

- Yes, you can.

Come on. Can you walk?

- Yes.

- Then you can dance.

Left. Right.

Left. Right.

Walk.

- Would you look at that?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Can I ask you something?

- Anything.

- Why did you come here?

- Because you asked me.

- No.

I mean, aren't you nervous at all?

Some random guy asked you to come

to his cabin in the woods and...

You never once thought.

I don't know this person.

Maybe I shouldn't.

- What, did you lure me here to murder me?

- Maybe.

- I'd be cool with that.

As long as you torture me first.

- I should probably

tell you something

before we go any further with this.

- Okay.

- I'm married. - You're married.

[laughter]

- Wait.

How did you know?

- I had a feeling.

- You did?

- I've been with quite a few married guys before.

[laughter]

- Um, when did you know?

- Pretty much right away.

Hey. It's okay.

It's more common than you would think.

- What do you mean?

- Some married men who identify as straight

have male lovers on the side.

They feel like they need to express

that side of themselves, and...

and sometimes it makes their marriages stronger.

Hey, it doesn't change anything.

I like you.

Too much.

- Too much?

- I mean a lot.

I like you a lot.

[soft music plays]

- I like you too.

♪ In your eyes it's sunrise ♪

♪ It can wait a little longer ♪

♪ It can wait a little longer ♪

♪ In your eyes it's sunrise ♪

♪ it can wait a little longer ♪

♪ It can wait a little longer ♪

- Vanished into thin air.

[suspenseful music]

Well, there you are.

Where on earth have you been?

I asked you where you'd been.

[loud banging] Oh!

What's happened?

I've been observing the landscape from the door

at the end of the corridor. [loud bang]

[Man 2 on TV] I've just been along there.

I didn't see you, the door was shut.

- Actually, [loud bang] it's on the outside.

- The outside?

- Yes.

Let's try it sometime.

You can take a look at that coffin, if you remember.

I was interrupted the last time.

- Sure.

[tense music]

Do you mind if I speak [indistinct]

[tense music continues]

[quirky organ music]

[music ends]

Yes, but it's been recently occupied.

We asked Mr. Howard to come in here.

He's with Lady Margaret.

Will you let anyone else in here?

[Man 2] No.

[indistinct]

[Man 2] Gives me something to do.

[Man 2] Come quick.

[Man] What is it?

[distorted eerie music]

- Ah!

- Good morning. - Oh!

[dramatic thud]

- Good morning.

- Coffee?

- Absolutely, yeah.

- You know, if you didn't want to sleep with me,

you could have just used the bed.

- Oh. No, I...

- Kidding.

[Devon chuckles]

- Too much wine.

- You know what's good for hangovers?

Hot tubs.

- Oh, yes!

- Mmm-hmm.

Come on, let's go.

♪ I, I've been looking at you ♪

♪ Underneath this sky ♪

♪ I've never been this high ♪

♪ And you keep smiling at me ♪

♪ And my heart's like ooh ♪

♪ How'd you like to spin around with me? ♪

♪ Cause I've got a suspicion ♪

♪ that you'd look perfect next to me ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ And you can call me crazy ♪

♪ baby, but I call it destiny ♪

♪ Mhm ♪

♪ Ooh, you make me wanna ♪

♪ Make me, wanna make me wanna throw my hands up ♪

♪ Throw my hands up, hands up ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ say you wanna say you wanna ♪

♪ Say you wanna make some plans up ♪

♪ Take my hand, love, dance with me ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Take my hand, love, dance with me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Take my hand, love, dance with me ♪

[laughing]

♪ I say hey, ♪

♪ this thing we got ♪

♪ It's a sad day ♪

♪ It don't go away ♪

♪ So just dance ♪

♪ Ain't nothing left to say ♪

♪ With the world we turn ♪

♪ Let the music play ♪

♪ I got this suspicion ♪

♪ That you'd look perfect next to me ♪

♪ And you can call me crazy ♪

♪ Baby, but I call it destiny ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ you make me wanna, make me, wanna make me wanna ♪

♪ throw my hands up, throw my hands up, hands up. ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ say you wanna say you wanna ♪

♪ Say you wanna make some plans up ♪

♪ Take my hand, love, dance with me ♪

♪ Cause we're perfectly in time ♪

♪ You can turn me on a dime ♪

♪ If you kindly place your hand in mine ♪

♪ I promise you ♪

♪ Ooh, you make me wanna, make me wanna, make me wanna ♪

♪ throw my hands up, throw my hands up ♪

♪ Hands up ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ say you wanna, say you wanna, say you wanna ♪

♪ make some plans up, take my hand up ♪

♪ Dance with me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ you make me wanna, make me wanna, make me wanna ♪

♪ throw my hands up, throw my hands up ♪

♪ Hands up ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ say you wanna say, say you wanna, say you wanna ♪

♪ take my hand up, dance with me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Dance with me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

[evil laughter]

[machine beeps]

[music continues]

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Take my hand, love, dance with me ♪

[fire crackling]

- Okay.

Earliest crush.

[Devon sighs]

- My earliest crush

was kindergarten.

Rose Cavalieri.

Mhm.

- So your first crush was a girl?

- Yep.

- Did you know you liked boys?

- I started suspecting in middle school.

Around...

[chuckles] seventh grade.

I developed crushes on my friends.

My best friend in particular.

Ben.

I'd get butterflies every time I looked into his eyes.

- So sweet.

- No, it wasn't.

It was...

It was terrible.

I didn't want to accept it,

so I hurt myself to try to stop it.

- What do you mean?

- Um.

Yeah.

And,

- Oh!

Cut yourself?

Jesus. Why would you do that?

- [sighs] To keep the gay away.

[chuckles] It was the Bible Belt.

Hetero is what you knew and what you were taught.

Straight was right, gay was wrong.

I didn't accept myself until I was 20.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- Unfortunately, it's not that uncommon.

- No. It's not.

- Oh my, am I sensing you can relate.

- Well, I mean, I was Catholic,

which I guess is the religious equivalent of cutting yourself.

[Devon laughs]

Too soon?

- Not at all.

- Growing up Catholic, I was terrified of sinning.

And that was one of the biggest.

Even thinking about it would send you right to hell.

- But you thought about it?

- Yeah, I guess I had thoughts.

- Mmm-hmm.

And did you act on them?

[chuckling]

- When I was 14,

there was someone.

- Mmm-hmm.

- We had this whole experience.

It was really exciting because it was dangerous.

It was also really beautiful

and confusing.

- Sexually?

- Yeah, but more because

he was my cousin.

- Oh!

Wow!

Cousin as in, like, your unc...

your uncle's?

Wow, that's scandalous.

- You can say that.

- Do tell.

[gentle music]

- My cousin and I were close.

Sort of seasonal best friends.

-Mmm-hmm.

For most of my childhood, I'd spent summers up here.

My parents had this Christian retreat in Arrowhead every year,

so they'd drop me off.

But that summer...

something changed.

He was tall and funny and...

just different.

- Hmm.

- Things started innocently enough, holding hands

when we were alone in the treehouse

or on those trails right there.

Never felt wrong, just...

kind of natural.

- Right.

- Then...

we'd practice kissing on each other.

[Devon laughs]

We'd talk about the girls we had crushes on,

and we'd say we had to get the kissing just right

because neither of us had ever kissed a girl,

and we didn't want to mess it up when we did.

We were nerds.

Book nerds.

- Mmm-hmm.

- Other than girls, that's all we talked about.

Mostly mystery stuff.

Murder on the Orient Express, Hound of the Baskerville's,

Count of Monte Cristo.

But that summer,

I happened to have a copy of Twelfth Night with me.

- Willow Cabin.

- Do you know the play?

- I kind of remember it.

It's a long time ago.

What is it about the shipwreck and the brother and the sister,

and the sister pretends to be a man?

- Viola. - Exactly.

- We were obsessed with it.

We spent the entire summer picking it apart

and figuring out the language.

We just couldn't get enough of the love triangle

between Viola, or Cesario as a man,

and the Duke and Olivia.

Obsessive love versus romantic love versus

forbidden love.

And it became our thing.

It's one of the happiest times of my life.

- How far did you go?

- What do you mean?

- Sexually?

[Devon laughs] - Just some, some,

kissing and fooling around a bit.

It was silly.

- It doesn't sound silly.

Whatever happened to, um,

what's your cousin's name?

- Stevie.

- Stevie?

[laughs] Whatever happened to

Stevie after that summer?

- Actually, he ran away or something.

And that was the last time I saw him.

- Oh!

I'm sorry, that's...

[soft music plays]

- I don't know.

It was a long time ago, we were kids,

and you get over things at that age pretty quickly.

- But still,

it's your first sexual experience.

It means a lot.

Yeah, I...

I guess, I never really thought about it like that.

More like we were experimenting or something.

- After that kiss last night,

it seems like you're still experimenting.

[laughter]

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Do you want to continue the experiment,

professor?

[soft music continues]

- I think so, yeah.

- Okay,

good.

[Albert chuckles]

[laughter]

- Oh!

[laughing]

- Have I?

- I got it, I got it.

[laughter]

Come here.

- Oh! - Yeah.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Oh!

Oh!

[dramatic music]

- You okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Was that too much?

- No, no. [chuckles]

It's amazing.

- We can stop.

- I don't want to stop.

- Okay.

[gentle music]

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

- It's just...

It's a lot.

[laughter]

- I know.

Hey.

I'm not going anywhere.

Tomorrow the experiment continues.

Okay?

- Yeah.

[heavy dance music]

[eerie music]

- I don't think I'm ready for that.

- Yeah.

[eerie music continues]

Devon, stop!

- Albert?

Did you say something?

- No.

- Sorry. I must have woken you up when I flushed the toilet.

Go back to sleep.

[eerie music]

[dramatic thud]

[birds singing]

[Devon yawns]

[suspenseful music]

[water running]

[suspenseful music continues]

[manic laughter]

[suspenseful music continues]

[dramatic music]

[tense music]

[turns off shower]

[suspenseful music]

[shower turns on] [water running]

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

[suspenseful music]

[turns off shower]

[water gurgling]

[birds singing]

[Albert snoring]

[Devon chuckles]

[door creaks]

[gentle music]

[eerie music]

[gentle music]

[eerie music]

[gentle music]

[tense music]

You must be Uncle Russell and Cousin Stevie.

[chuckles]

He was cute.

I don't blame you at all, Albert.

[gentle music]

Cody and me.

Wait.

What?

Cody and me.

[footsteps tapping]

- What were you doing up there?

- I thought I heard something moving.

I thought maybe a critter got in here and then.

Actually, I wanted to share something with you.

- I found these... - I'd rather

- you not go up there.

- Okay.

I'm sorry.

Didn't seem like it was an issue before.

- Well, it is.

It's an issue.

I don't want you up there.

- Sure.

Your cabin, your rules.

[tense music]

Albert.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

[sighs]

Do you want to get out of here today?

Maybe walk down to the lake?

- Yeah, sure.

Sounds good.

- Great.

[birds chirping]

[gentle music]

Did you get the water?

- Last one, so we can share?

- Sure.

[eerie music]

[door creaks]

[banging, groaning]

[Albert] Oh my God.

Are you okay?

Okay, okay.

All right.

[electricity crackling]

All right. I got you.

It's okay.

- [Devon groaning] It's my knee.

- Take it slow.

Take it slow.

- Man, I really wanted to see that lake today.

- Yeah, well, we were about 20ft on our way there.

- So close.

[chuckles]

I'll get some ice.

- No, actually, I have instant cold packs in my paramedic bag.

That'll be better.

[Devon sighs]

[bag unzipping]

- Will fentanyl help?

[Devon] Don't even touch that.

I'd rather not lose my job.

Just grab me an instant cold pack

and an ace bandage?

Should be up front.

- Here you go.

- Wow, look at you.

Who's the EMT now?

- Have some water.

How did it happen? Did you miss a stair?

- No, it's an old injury.

My knee just gives out sometimes.

- Yikes.

Doesn't that affect your job?

- I usually wear my brace, but I forgot to pack it.

- How did it happen?

- Football.

- Really?

- No.

[laughter]

No, it was a kick to the knee by an ex arsehole.

- Oh my God.

- Let's just say I haven't exactly chosen wisely

relationship-wise.

I tend to gravitate towards broken guys I think I can fix.

- I won't take offence seeing as how we met on an app.

- No, no, I had the broken guys I think I can fix filter on.

- Is that right?

- Yeah.

- I had the smart-arses who think they're funny filter on.

[Devon laughs]

- We've got to change our filters.

- Listen,

I know I was weird this morning.

- It's okay.

- I'm just...

I'm having a really great time with you.

And last night was so...

- Hot?

[laughter]

- Yeah, hot.

It's really hot.

But then I had this terrible dream and

I couldn't get back to sleep.

And I couldn't stop thinking about Jen.

And I'm sorry.

- Thank you for apologising.

Is Jen your wife?

- Yeah.

- Would it help to tell me about her?

[Albert sighs]

How'd you all meet?

- I dropped a wrench on her.

- What?

- I was on the homecoming committee.

I was up on a ladder working on a stage type thing,

and she climbed up behind me,

holding this banner I had to attach to the pole above me.

[tense music]

So she's inching by me,

trying to hand me the loop from the banner,

and I had one hand in the hand with the wrench

on the pole,

and with the other hand I'm trying to grab the banner

and the wrench just...

popped out of my hand and hit her square between the eyes.

And she let out the cutest little yelp

and I dropped everything.

And just instinctively kissed her head.

[tense music continues]

And that was it.

- Wow.

- Years later, for our 20th she had the wrench bronzed

and she put it on a plaque.

- She kept the wrench?

- She kept the wrench.

The plaque said,

"It's been 20 years since you threw a wrench in my life

and I couldn't love you more."

- She sounds amazing.

- She is.

So's my kid.

You have a kid?

[dramatic music]

- Yeah.

- Boy or girl?

- Boy.

- How old?

- 16.

- Wow. - Yeah.

- What's his name?

- I call him slick.

- Why?

- Ever since he was four,

he's wanted us to slick his hair back.

He's very pernickety like that.

- What's his real name?

- Um.

That's kind of...

I don't think I'm really ready to talk about that just yet.

- Okay,

I understand.

I should probably check in on them.

- You mind? - No, not at all.

- I think you should.

- Okay.

Back in a bit.

Hi. Hi.

No, I saw that you called just now.

The service appears really bad.

It's hard to find reception.

I know I could have,

but I've just been getting the place ready for showings.

Yeah.

Yes, Jen.

Well, I can't be in two places at once,

so you're going to need to get a quote from the moving company.

We don't need one for the cabin just for the house.

You wanted me to take care of it,

so that is what I'm doing.

You think I enjoy living in a hotel for two months?

Can I please talk to him?

Look, I know that he is upset.

Wait. What?

You what?

No. Jen.

Can we just please talk about this?

Well, at least wait until I am back.

I will come back.

But...

Oh, for God's sakes, Jen, don't be fucking ridiculous.

Hello?

Hello, Jen.

God damn it!

[dramatic music]

Can I help you?

[eerie music]

It's private property.

It's private property.

Will you please go?

Look, I have no problem calling the police.

- Albert!

[birds chirping]

[eerie music continues]

Do you want some lunch?

This is pretty much the last of the food.

I can go into town to pick things up

after lunch if you want me to.

Do you want to talk about it?

- Talk about what?

- What happened on the phone with Jen?

- No.

- Okay.

- You know what?

I think it's best if we just pack up

and get out of here tonight.

- Tonight?

- Yeah.

We've had our fun, and now it's time to get back to reality.

- Sure.

That's fine.

Back in reality, do we get to see each other again?

- Maybe.

I just have a lot going on

with work and my family.

- Well, you're more than welcome to stay at my place,

anytime you need to get away or

whatever.

- Get away?

Get away from what?

From my family.

- No, of course not.

In fact, I think you should spend

some quality time with your family.

You know,

being honest with them, it might help the situation.

- What situation?

- With you and Jen.

I heard you telling her that

you're up here, showing the place.

That's obviously not true.

- That's really not your business.

- Fair. But it doesn't change the fact that you're lying

to the people that love you.

Your wife loves you very much, Albert,

maybe you should trust that she might

understand all this.

- There is no this.

- There absolutely is a this.

There 100% is a this, Albert,

and the more you try to avoid it,

the more you're going to push everyone away from you.

- Do you make it a habit to counsel all the married guys

who suck you off?

- No, just the ones who suck me off

and then lie about their sexuality.

- Being a whore for married men

doesn't make you some sort of expert on sexuality.

[Devon laughs]

- Actually, that's exactly what it makes me.

But not that judgement means anything

coming from a closeted 49-year-old

who's using me as a placeholder

for his adolescent gay fantasies.

- First of all, you are nothing like Stevie,

so don't even go there.

And secondly, I am not gay.

- Then what?

You just like doing things you shouldn't?

- What is that even supposed to mean?

- Coming up here to fuck around with Stevie

behind your parent's back.

Coming up here to fuck around with me behind your wife's back?

Either you're gay or you're just an arsehole.

- I'm not gay.

Bi, bi-curious.

Same world, slightly different shade of pink, Albert.

- I'm not any of those things, Devon!

I have a family.

- So did your uncle!

Excuse me?

- Your uncle was gay.

- What the fuck are you talking about?

- See? You didn't even know.

None of you did.

How's that working for your family?

- What is this?

- That's your uncle, right?

- Where did you get these?

- In a box hidden in a wall by a man

who was obviously hiding from his family.

Sound familiar?

- Get out.

- Maybe if Russell had been honest with you all,

you wouldn't be in this situation right now.

Do you really want your son to end up as fucked up as you are?

- Get out!

- Wow.

I really thought you were different.

[gentle music]

- Fuck!

[suspenseful music]

[manic laughter]

Fuck off. It's over.

[suspenseful music continues]

Well, this has been lovely.

Okay.

- God damn it!

Fuck!

[tense music]

[knocking on door]

- You're not going to believe this.

[trunk slams]

Maybe we try to jump it.

- Do you have cables?

- I think so.

- Okay.

I'll turn my car around, then

just drift yours back to neutral.

- Sure.

Yeah.

[engine sputtering]

[tense music]

[knocking on glass]

What's wrong?

[gentle music]

- My car is dead too.

- What?

- Completely dead.

- What the hell? Are you sure?

- Yes, I'm sure.

- You just said you don't know anything about cars.

- Devon.

It's dead.

- What the hell?

Is someone fucking with us?

Wait. You're fucking with me, aren't you?

- What? Why would I... no!

I'm.....

Some drunk kids must have come along

in the middle of the night or something.

- Drunk kids?

- I don't know, Devon.

It's either that or we both randomly left our headlights on.

- It seems unlikely, Albert.

- Anyway,

it's a moot point.

We just need to get someone up here to fix them.

Why don't you try to call AAA from the sweet spot.

I will walk up the road and see if I can find anyone.

- All right.

[gentle music continues]

What the...

[eerie music]

What the hell?

You gotta be kidding me.

[eerie music continues]

I thought you were going down the road.

- I was. I did.

I was walking down the road and then I was there,

and I... and I saw you.

- This isn't funny.

Stop! Please!

- Devon...

- No! Stop it, Albert!

Just make the cars go, and I'll leave, okay?

- I, I didn't I, I didn't...

- Fuck you.

Fuck you!

Just fuck off, okay?

Just fucking leave me alone.

- Devon!

[eerie music continues]

Hello?

[man laughs]

[eerie music]

- Maybe there's some way we can signal.

- I can try to figure out how to get on the roof,

maybe light a signal fire or something.

- A signal fire?

On the roof of a wooden cabin?

- Well, if the cabin burns,

someone is bound to see it, right?

- Do you even hear yourself right now?

- I don't know, Devon.

I'm just trying out solutions.

- Well, cross that one off the list, please.

Wait.

Jen knows you're up here, doesn't she?

She thinks you're showing the cabin or whatever.

But won't she make some calls if she doesn't hear from you.

- Maybe.

- And I texted my partner at work.

She knows I'm at Big Bear.

If she doesn't hear from me in a couple of days,

she'll send the local authorities.

We just have to wait it out.

Someone will come.

[Albert sighs]

[dramatic music]

[banging]

[loud organ music]

Open the door!

[eerie music]

- Should be a...

[loud noise]

[tense music]

[breathing heavily]

Albert!

The door is open.

[tense music continues]

[menacing music]

Oh my God.

The door! Open it!

I can't, it's not opening!

[tense music continues]

The door!

- Devon! - Albert!

- Help me!

[groaning]

[manic laughter]

[tense music continues]

[dramatic thud]

- Wait. No, don't.

- We can't stay in here.

- Please?

- I'm just going to take a quick look.

- Okay, okay, okay.

[door creaks]

[eerie music]

- Come on, come on.

- Okay.

Let's go, let's go!

[Albert] Ah! Don't trip!

[Devon] Ah, shit!

[Albert] Are you okay?

[Devon] Yeah, yeah.

[eerie music continues]

No, no, no, no!

[indistinct shouting]

[Albert] Help!

[Devon] Somebody help us!

Help!

- Okay? Okay.

Water.

We need water, we're definitely dehydrated.

You'd be surprised the kind of things

that dehydration would make you do.

Confusion, disorientation,

the inability to have rational thoughts.

- Where are you going?

- Kitchen. - No.

- But you can't.

- I can, and I will, that's where the water is.

- That thing.

- That thing is in there. - That is not a thing!

That

is a man.

An awful, abusive, putrid man.

And I'm not going to let that man

stop me from getting into that kitchen.

I mean, he ever since the day he died,

he's been trying to stop me.

I mean, not literally trying to stop me

because that would be fucking crazy, right?

But in my mind, in my mind, he's always trying to stop me.

You know, like laughing at me like he always did.

Mocking me like he always did.

Making me second guess every fucking thing,

every fucking minute of every fucking day.

So you know what I do?

You know what I do?

I just fuck everything up.

I fuck everything up to keep him out of my goddamn head.

Completely unhappy.

But I don't care.

Meaningless bullshit relationships

after meaningless bullshit relationships,

but I don't care.

Because anytime I start to get slightly close to somebody,

he just fucking shows up and ruins everything.

You people,

married men are the best.

You can't commit,

so I can't commit

and he shuts the fuck up.

But I screwed up, I screwed up, and I fell for you.

And now he's back.

But not in my head any more.

No, no.

You must really be fucking special because

he's actually fucking here.

Like, literally fucking here.

Like in the fucking kitchen.

[laughs] And since this fucked up snow globe bullshit

that's surrounding your fucked up cabin won't let us leave,

I am not going to let my dead son of a bitch father

stop me from getting into that goddamn fucking kitchen

to get some fucking food and water.

[door closes]

Fuck!

[eerie music]

- Devon?

Devon!

[suspenseful music]

[tap squeaks]

[eerie music]

[knocking on door]

Managed to salvage a little bit of rice.

There's no in and out, but...

may help.

- It was your profile.

- What?

- The first day you asked why I came up here.

It was your profile.

- Really?

- In classrooms where the young minds bloom.

I weaved my words to spell the gloom.

An English teacher by daylight's grace.

With poetry's passion I find my place.

- Oh no.

- In school bells chime with their final ring.

The night presents a forbidden fling.

A class

and pleasure.

Of course that's new.

Perhaps that tryst will be with you.

- I can't believe you memorised the whole thing.

It's embarrassing.

- I disagree.

I thought it was elegant and witty.

Turns out that was a perfect description of you.

- Electricity's still out.

- Shit.

- All the food is rotten.

- I know.

- How is that possible?

- I don't know.

- The water isn't working.

- No.

- How long can we last without water?

- Three days, maybe.

- How long has it been?

- I don't know, 24 hours.

But the food.

Things are happening faster than they should.

- It doesn't make sense.

None of this makes any fucking sense.

[Albert sobbing]

[Albert sighs]

[sombre music]

I'm so scared.

- I know.

- I'm scared that we

are never going to get out of here.

I'm scared that I'm not going to see my son again.

- Don't say that.

- You don't understand, Devon.

I have to see my son again.

- You will.

- If we can't get out of here,

the last thing that he will remember about me.

Oh my God, oh.

- We'll get out of here.

We'll figure it out.

- I'm so sorry for bringing you here.

[sombre music continues]

I never should have come back here.

- This isn't your fault, Albert.

How could you have possibly known what was going to happen?

- I knew.

I knew that my uncle ended his own life.

And I knew it was because

Stevie ran off and disappeared into the woods.

And I knew that he disappeared because

Russell, my uncle, beat him,

after he found Stevie and I together.

- Oh my God.

- But I thought if I could just

feel some of the happiness that I felt with Stevie again,

I could...

take back that part of me,

and then I would be able to fix what I did with my son,

and all the bad things would go away.

- What happened?

- My son.

Found some

pictures

and some texts between a

student of mine and myself.

He confronted me, and,

I just, I lost it,

in the rage, the confusion, the fear.

I could have

talked to him.

I could have told him

what was going on with me.

I could have told him that I knew was wrong,

but instead I, I,

beat him.

- Jesus.

Is he okay?

- Yeah.

I mean, physically, he's okay.

But it's been three months and he still won't talk to me.

And I'm terrified.

I'm terrified

that if we can't get out of here.

I can't get back and explain everything to him.

If I can't

tell him

about

who I am

and why I did what I did.

Then he will disappear too.

- It's not. [loud bang]

[loud knocking]

- Ah!

[both screaming]

[dramatic thud]

[door creaking]

I'm officially calling a moratorium

on the term sweet spot.

Battery's almost dead anyway.

- Yours lasted longer than mine.

- Is that a euphemism?

- I'd love to take credit

for managing having wit right now, but

my brain is definitely not working right.

I can barely read.

- What have you got there?

- Your copy of 12th Night.

[Albert chuckles]

- This isn't mine.

- Stevie's?

- Not that I remember.

- There's a note in it.

I thought maybe Stevie wrote it to you.

- "But come what may, I do adore thee.

So that danger shall seem sport.

And I will go.

See you soon."

I never saw this.

- I'm sorry.

I just assumed.

- It's okay, it's just

strange.

- I'm gonna

go for a water search out front.

Just relax for a bit.

- Yeah.

Okay.

[tense music]

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

[body thuds]

Devon?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on.

Okay. All right.

Oh!

Hey, look at me, huh?

You're okay.

- That's not good.

- It's fine, you're fine.

- Take it from an EMT,

I'm really not.

- You just probably got light-headed, that's all.

- Albert,

this is late-stage dehydration.

Organ failure is next.

- No, no.

- I'm dying.

- No.

You aren't.

- It's true.

- It's not.

- Albert.

- I am not going to let you die.

- Albert.

- I'm going to get us out of here, okay?

You just hang on a little longer.

- This is it.

This is it. I'm sorry.

[sombre music]

Hey, why did the chicken cross the road?

[Albert laughs]

- To get to the other side.

- See? It's still funny.

[eerie music]

What is it?

Albert.

[suspenseful music]

- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Okay, okay.

Look at this.

This is my uncle's handwriting.

This was his.

- Okay.

- This article was folded up as a bookmark.

They found Stevie's body in a ravine.

He fell, broke his neck, and couldn't get out.

This article was folded next to this.

See you soon.

Russell

wasn't bad.

He was just lost.

- I'm not following.

He...

He knew he was dead.

And he committed suicide to be with Stevie.

He went to the other side.

But what if the other side wasn't where Stevie was?

- What do you mean?

Stevie died of exposure.

Russell took his own life.

Maybe they went to different places.

Devon.

I think I know a way to get us out of here.

- You're freaking me out a little.

- If there's a way to get to where he is,

maybe I could talk to him.

Help convince him to end this.

I just need to get there.

- Get where?

[suspenseful music continues]

- To the place where lost people go.

- You mean kill yourself?

[tense music]

- Yeah.

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

We don't even know what this is,

let alone whether or not

your uncle is actively making it happen.

All we know is that we're already dying.

- Exactly.

And if there is any way to stop this,

any possibility, I'm going to try it.

Because I'm not just going to sit here and watch you die.

I can't just...

- Explain it to me again, slowly, please.

- If there was a way for me to end my life

and see if that connects me to Russell on the other side,

- Yeah.

and while there is still time,

you resuscitate me.

You bring me back and we get the fuck out of here.

- Or I just end up watching you die.

- What have we got to lose?

- Fentanyl.

You can stop your heart with an overdose of fentanyl.

And I theoretically could bring you back with naloxone.

Although there's a huge chance it won't work

and an even bigger chance you'll end up brain-dead.

- I'm willing to take that chance.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay.

- Okay?

Okay.

Let's do it.

Let's do this now, before you get any worse.

I'm gonna go get your bag so you can get everything ready.

- Albert.

Write to your son,

just in case.

[gentle music]

You gonna find the vein.

Insert the needle.

- Okay.

- Put this in your mouth.

Push the plunger.

Release.

- Got it.

[gentle music continues]

- Thank you

for doing this.

- I love you.

You should too.

You're pretty great.

[gentle music continues]

See you soon.

[Albert gasps]

[tense music]

[organ music]

Uncle Russ?

[tense music]

- You should be ashamed.

- Uncle Russell?

Russell,

what's going on?

What is this?

[tense music continues]

No!

[gunshot]

[organ music]

[tense music continues]

- You should be ashamed.

- Wait! Stop!

Don't go up there!

Russell, stop and talk to me, please.

Russell, stop!

[gunshot]

No! Not again.

[organ music]

- You should be ashamed.

- How can I help you?

Let me help you.

Russell, wait.

I'm here.

[gunshot]

Russell, I love you,

and I want to get us out of this.

All of us.

[clock ticking]

[suspenseful music]

[eerie music]

[Devon screams]

- You should be ashamed.

- I hear you.

I just don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do!

[gunshot]

[organ music]

[tense music]

- You should be ashamed.

- I was!

I was.

I was.

I was so ashamed.

Ashamed of myself.

But I'm not ashamed any more.

[gentle music]

I'm not that person.

And neither are you.

[eerie music intensifies]

[organ music]

[suspenseful music]

[Russell breathing heavily]

Make me a willow cabin at your gate.

And call upon my soul within the house.

Bright, loyal cantons of contented love.

And sing them loud.

Even in the dead of night.

Hallow your name to the reverberate hills.

And make the babbling gossip of the air.

Cry out.

[Devon gasps]

[alarm clock ringing]

[ethereal music getting louder]

♪ Oh, turn away ♪

♪ [indistinct] ♪

♪ the cinder block and the road beside the lane ♪

♪ In yourself confide ♪

♪ It's fate, its hand are tied ♪

♪ and like a good neighbour ♪

♪ Death himself, goodbye ♪

♪ This is your second chance ♪

♪ Bump up against the odds. ♪

♪ You've got every hour of the day ♪

♪ You better get me one ♪

♪ Make that a million times ♪

♪ Now that you're here for good ♪

♪ you can be here ♪

♪ for good ♪

♪ [indistinct] ♪

♪ the ladder to the roof ♪

♪ [indistinct] ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Sorrow never falls ♪

♪ the ghost of just before ♪

♪ [indistinct] ♪

♪ This is your second chance ♪

♪ Bump up against the armour ♪

♪ You've got every hour of the day ♪

♪ You bet against me once ♪

♪ Make that a million times ♪

♪ Now that you're here for good ♪

♪ you can be here ♪

♪ for good ♪