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(hand rubbing)

(wind howling)

(water dripping)

(Janus huffing)

(mask scraping)

(water trickling)

(head thudding)

(water sloshes and bubbles)

(Janus screaming)

(tense electronic music)

(chanting in a foreign language)

- Hmm.

In the early 1900s, scopolamine was widely used

as an anesthetic during childbirth.

Shortly after birth, the obstetrician asked the husband

for a scale to weigh the newborn.

When one could not be found, it was the mother who was able

to recall the exact position of the scale.

The doctor became convinced that this drug could aid

in the retrieval of memories, and he was right.

- We will be administering a small dose of scopolamine

to each of you prior to sitting with us.

You will feel weightless, completely at peace.

We call this the rediscovery.

It's my favorite part.

- None of the problems that we have can be fixed

until we are able to identify them, face them head on.

Then and only then will we be able to truly heal

and grow stronger together.

(eerie electronic music)

(flesh squelching)

Give a man a mask and he will show you who he truly is.

It will aid you in your journey.

(tense electronic music)

What you say in this room lives here.

You decide if it dies here.

(person breathing uneasily)

- [Sophie] I'm starting to feel dizzy.

- [Don] That's perfectly normal.

Now tell me, when you think of yourself, what do you see?

- [Reilly] I love bocce ball. I'm impartial to rap music.

(fist whacking)

I hate when people say "Venn diagram."

So unnecessary to say that. - Reilly, close your eyes.

Now breathe. No one is forcing you to be here.

Tell us who you are.

(Pete breathing uneasily) How do you see yourself?

- [Pete] I see a fraud.

A fucking failure.

- [Don] All you see in your world

is an outcome of your idea about it.

They are enlightened.

Who join in this play knowing it is a play.

People suffer only because they take serious

what the gods made for fun.

Bondage of the mind.

Freedom too is of the mind.

If you're looking for God in the profound

and not the profane, you are missing half the story.

(Michelle breathing heavily)

(door slamming)

- As someone who has spent decades studying the minds

of criminals, I can attest to the importance of profiling

in solving cases and preventing future crimes

by identifying patterns of behavior

and understanding the motivations behind them,

ah, we can anticipate and apprehend dangerous individuals

before they strike again. - Mm.

You're saying it's all about patterns.

- It's also understanding the motivations behind them.

Usually it's not logical, but rooted in trauma.

Something happens to a person and it rewires them.

- So a person becomes damaged,

they fall into patterns, and then they start killing people?

- (exhales) It's not quite that simple, but yes.

- Hmm. Yes.

We are all just two-dimensional puzzle pieces.

Once cut, we all fit into the same place,

destined for perpetuation.

- Sadly, yes.

(upbeat music)

- What if we could get you another 10% by then?

We've got some incredible guests booked.

Just stick with us to the end of the season. Yes.

Finish out the quarter. That's all I'm asking.

I understand.

- You got a little something.

- It was a good show today. - Uh, no it wasn't.

Didn't you see me dying in there?

- It was vaguely interesting, and you,

you almost seem like you cared.

And that's what keeps the people coming.

- There are 5 million podcasts.

I don't even know what makes ours special anymore.

- Oh, here.

We've been at this for three years today.

- We have?

- It's stupid. If you don't like it, I'll take it back.

- Oh, no. I think it's great.

- Yeah?

- We're losing the show, aren't we?

How long?

- I don't know. Two months.

I can fix this. I'm doing everything I can.

- Let me make this a little easier on you.

I'll be done at the end of the week.

- What are you talking about? No.

- I don't need your permission.

- Of course, but.. .

Of course not.

This is because I asked you to move in with me, isn't it?

(Michelle sighing)

Look, if you don't wanna see me, I can work remote.

It's not a big deal. - No, it's not about you.

It would just be easier if I left.

- Yeah, right.

I've always wanted to run a show without a host.

Should be easy.

I can turn this thing around, but I need you here.

I need you to stay.

(soft dramatic music)

- I'm sorry.

- Michelle? - Do I know you?

- Your sister's missing.

- She doesn't have a sister.

- Look, I'm here to talk to her.

- Uh, I...

- Molly and David went missing about a week ago.

I haven't heard anything since.

- How did you say you know Molly?

- We worked together. Haberman Wellness Center.

That's the last place they were seen.

- Leave me out of this.

- (breathes uneasily) I'm not here to fuck with you!

I'm trying to find her! - Hey, it's time to go.

(Pete sighing)

(soft dramatic music)

- [Lash] Yeah, this message is from Michelle Connors.

This is Detective Lash with Stanchfield Missing Persons.

(Michelle inhales and exhales)

Ah, please give me a call back as soon as you ca...

(phone thudding)

(Michelle clearing throat)

(water sloshing)

(keyboard clicking) - Hmm, yes.

We are all just two-dimensional puzzle pieces.

Once cut, we all fit into the same place.

(equipment whirring) (footsteps tapping)

(sweatshirt rustling)

(children laughing) (mouse clicking)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(screen tapping)

(keyboard clattering)

- [Lash] Hey, good evening, Michelle.

Have you, ah, have you heard anything from her,

from, from Molly?

- No, we don't really talk anymore,

so I'd be the last one to know anything.

- Okay. I, I need some specifics.

When, when was the last time you spoke to Molly?

- It's been years.

- [Lash] Is this kind of behavior normal for her?

- (chuckles) Her forcing her problems on my life? Yeah.

I would say this is pretty normal for her.

(inhales and exhales) I'm sorry.

- [Lash] No, it's, I, I understand

- This Haberman Wellness Center. Have you gone there?

(shower spraying)

(Michelle sighing)

(Michelle breathing uneasily)

♪ Push, little pull, little push, pull ♪

♪ Little push, little pull, little ♪

(bright electronic music) ♪ Little push, little pull ♪

♪ Little push, pull, little push, little pull ♪

♪ Little push, push, push, push, push, little push ♪

♪ Little pull, ready to dive in ♪

♪ Got the room spinning, let the games begin ♪

♪ Little push, little pull, ready to dive in ♪

♪ Got the room spinning, let the games begin ♪

♪ Little push, little pull, little ♪

(Michelle chuckling) - You're in early.

- Ah, I couldn't sleep.

- You ready for the interview? - Mm, we need a new rule.

Only one victim a month.

- That shouldn't be too tough since you're leaving.

- It just bums me out.

- We gonna talk about this?

You have a sister. You didn't tell me.

- Reilly, it is too fucking early for that. Okay?

Let's just focus on the interview.

- I could look into this Haberman place

and see if I can find something.

(Michelle scoffing) You already did.

- Molly is fucking this guy Pete.

- Ugh. - She's married,

and he's been married for like seven years.

(eerie electronic music) (doorbell ringing)

(insects chittering)

(James knocking)

(door creaks and clicks)

- Morning, Julia. - James, hi.

- How you doing? - Hey.

- Hey, ah, you mind if I come in?

- Of course, yeah. (door clicking)

(eerie orchestral music)

(pencil scratching)

(pencil taps and cracks) - Did it seem odd

that he wanted to walk with you two?

- (breathes uneasily) I guess I didn't think much about it.

He seemed normal.

- And was the city aware at the time

that there was a serial killer on the loose?

I mean, did that cross your mind at all?

- It had been over a year since his last victim, so no,

I guess I wasn't really thinking about it.

When we got to Coleman Street, he asked us

if we wanted to come over for a drink.

- And you didn't go.

- Maybe if I had said yes,

she would still be here.

- You have to know this wasn't your fault.

- I would give anything to have her back.

- [Molly] Pete, I'm going to try

and make it work with David.

So we have to be done.

(Pete vomiting)

I'm sorry, but...

(Pete groaning)

Take care of yourself. - Uh. (breathes heavily)

- Why now? (mirror clicking)

Why tell your story now?

- (breathes uneasily) I don't want him to win.

- And what do you mean by that?

- For years after I went to therapy,

I tried a thousand medications.

I couldn't close my eyes without seeing him.

I felt weak.

Like I lost Lily because I wasn't there for her.

(children laughing) (finger rubbing)

(Michelle inhales and exhales)

- [Molly] Hi, you've reached Molly.

Please leave me a message and I'll call you ba...

(keypad clicking)

- (chuckles) .

Oh, you look fantastic, Officer Lash.

- Thanks. It's, ah, detective now, actually.

- Well, Detective. - Yeah.

- [Don] What brings you here?

- I'm investigating a missing persons.

So I got Molly and David Banks.

Um, do, do you guys know them?

(mouse clicking)

- What the fuck? Get the fuck outta here!

- When, when exactly did they leave?

- They checked out on Sunday, ah,

and I drove 'em to the airport myself.

- Okay, Sunday. - I just need to talk to her.

(Pete screaming) - How can we help?

- Yeah, um, that's a good question. I don't know.

You could maybe let me look around

the house for a little bit. (chuckles)

I don't know. - Ah.

Ah, I don't, ah, do you have...

- I'm just giving you a hard time, Julia.

That's that detective talk. - (laughs) Jimmy.

- If you guys hear anything from Molly or David,

ah, just gimme a call

And, um, don't, don't go anywhere. Okay?

Either of you.

- Of course.

One light.

- (inhales) One light, Don.

- Is this Sophie Sims?

I'm calling to confirm your reservation for this weekend.

Yeah, Haberman Wellness Center is a state of the art resort

that is focused on strengthening marriages.

Yeah, your husband Pete asked that I call

to make sure this is still something you want.

- (breathes heavily) Fuck.

(planes whirring)

- God, this is so awkward.

(engine humming)

- Good morning. You must be the Sims and the Connors.

(bags rustling)

That reminds me. This weekend is a digital fast.

In the bin, please.

- Uh-huh, yeah, you're gonna have to make an exception.

I have, ah, work going on.

- This woman means the world to you. No?

If you don't wanna be here, please feel free to leave.

(eerie orchestral music)

(engine humming)

(birds chirping)

(doors squeak and thud)

- Ah, signs of travel. I'm happy to say welcome.

"Yesterday is just a memory,

- And tomorrow is never - and tomorrow...

- what it's supposed to be."

That's Bob Dylan. - That's right.

- Sophie, Pete, Michelle, Reilly,

this is Dr. Don Haberman and Jan.

- Our boy.

(soft dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

Ah, Peter, right? A man.

I too am a man and want to be respected.

(wind whistling)

(hands slapping)

I see you and I respect you.

(eerie vocalizing)

- This is the main living room.

Over there is the dining hall and kitchen.

Follow me and I will show you to your living quarters.

(soft dramatic music)

(gas hissing)

(door clicking)

- Whoa. Do you have to pee?

Oh my God. I'm gonna pee my pants.

(door clicking)

(Michelle sighing)

(hand rubbing)

(Michelle sighing)

(toilet flushing)

(eerie vocalizing)

That was close. It's all yours.

Oh, by the way, I've got something to show ya.

(bag rustling)

Case of emergency. (liquid spraying)

(paper towel scratching) (intercom beeping)

- [Julia] Please make your way to the dining room

to join us for dinner. (Janus sighing)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(card rustling)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(bell dinging)

(chair creaking)

- This is a new beginning.

If you would all close your eyes.

- Take a deep breath in, (all inhaling)

and out. (all exhaling)

We recite this ancient mantra to invoke the strength

and power of the sage Patanjali.

(chanting in foreign language)

- (inhales) Our chef Jan has prepared

a hibiscus-infused kombucha

with Tibetan wildflower, Tongkat ali,

and some extra ingredients.

Thank you, Jan.

Couples travel to us from around the world for one reason,

our treatment is effective.

(inhales) Some of our methods are outside of the box,

and it is for this reason

that what happens here, remains here.

Can all of you honor that simple ask?

That all of our holy treatment methods remain between us?

- I agree. - I agree.

- I agree. - I agree.

- I agree.

- Wonderful. Cheers.

(glasses clinking)

(glasses tapping)

(Don sighs and clears throat)

- (inhales) Don used to be a nuclear pharmacist.

He has made some groundbreaking medical discoveries.

- I work in neuroplasticity.

The mind's ability to physically change itself, (inhales)

but the current medical environment is reluctant.

(inhales) So we opened our own wellness center.

- So a nuclear pharmacist, like custom medications?

- He's brilliant. (Don chuckling)

- I enjoy helping people.

As a matter of fact, you are experiencing

some of my work right now.

You're feeling a little lighter, a little happier.

I have developed a way to aerosolize

a low-dose combination of MDMA and psilocybin.

At night, the system will change to offer a sleep aid,

(inhales) and you will never feel more rested.

- We have great purpose in what we do here.

- I assure you it is perfectly safe.

- Does your work ever hurt people?

- Peter. - I think that's

a fair question.

- When the mind is opened, couples see each other

for who they really are.

(inhales) They are pulled together. Elevated.

But yes, Peter, some relationships end in severance.

We find that those couples find peace in being untethered.

(eerie electronic music)

- This place is creepy as fuck.

- No birth records. - I do feel happy though.

- No social media.

- Maybe a little horny. Yes?

(keypad clicking) (Michelle sighing)

Um, maybe he is off the grid.

- He's a kid.

- (inhales) Hey, what do you wanna do about

this one bed situation?

- That is not what we're here for.

- Maybe we need to like get into character.

(eerie orchestral music)

No? - No.

- (sighs) We'll circle back. (door clicking)

(Michelle inhales and exhales)

(hands rubbing) (Sophie sighing)

- Where were you? - Getting water.

Babe, this place is so great.

I'm really impressed. (inhales and exhales)

Thank you.

- Ah, yeah, I'm glad you like it.

(Peter inhales and exhales)

- Mm.

(kisses and scoffs) What?

- I just, we should get some sleep.

(Sophie scoffing)

- [Sophie] Yeah.

(both breathing uneasily)

(insects chittering) (water sloshing)

- [Michelle] This isn't working.

- [Reilly] I'm not doing this for you.

- Oh, you met someone? (Reilly sighing)

- [Reilly] You're the only woman in my life.

Well, and my mom and my sister

(pencil scratching)

and my sister's girlfriend.

- You should fix that.

- Nothing's broken. (exhales)

- Oh, you're sweaty.

- Those are my pheromones, I've aerosolized them,

so you're probably feeling happier.

(Michelle chuckling) (intercom dinging)

- [Julia] Good morning, beautiful couples.

Today is a day of self-discovery and enlightenment.

Our breakout sessions will begin in 30 minutes.

- I'll shower? - Please.

- Yeah. Yeah. (inhales)

(phone buzzing)

(keypad beeps and clicks)

- The medicine you're about to consume

is a modified form of ketamine.

It will help you disconnect from pain

and be a catalyst to what you are breathing.

(all chanting in a foreign language)

Molly, do you still want this to work?

(mouse clicking) - [David] It doesn't matter

what she says.

- [Don] When did you first meet Reilly?

- Seven years ago. (device confirmation beep)

- [Don] And do you still enjoy spending time with him?

- I do. (device confirmation beep)

- Good.

Now, tell me a lie.

Are you happy?

- (inhales) Yes.

(device buzzes and dings) Mm.

Shit. (sighs)

- Mm.

I can tell by the way Reilly looks at you

that he feels the same way.

What is holding you back?

- Vacuuming.

- I vacuum, I dust, I clean.

- You vacuum and clean too much.

- You wanna live in a messy house?

- I wanna live. (chuckles)

I don't wanna worry so much about chores and appearances.

(inhales) My house doesn't have to be a curated museum.

- Okay. I take pride in keeping things tidy.

Guess you'd rather I was a disheveled bum.

- I would rather you not care so much about what I think.

I would rather you keep the vacuum cleaner in the closet.

Turn on some music. Dance around naked.

(Reilly chuckling) Make a fool of yourself.

- Reilly, what are your thoughts

on why things aren't working? - I don't know.

I've been asking myself that a lot lately.

- You two have a glow together.

How are things between you two sexually?

- Non-existent.

- Not my fault.

I'll have sex with you right now.

I love having sex.

- It's more complicated than that.

- Well, it is more complicated than that.

And it's also very simple.

(inhales) Sometimes it's just about

climbing back in the saddle.

- We don't offer this to everyone,

but we would be willing to observe

and give some loving advice, maybe even some di rection.

- While we bang?

(bright orchestral music) (drink fizzling)

(apple crunching)

(tray tapping)

- Join me? - Oh, thank you.

- Yeah.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

(glasses clinking) (Sophie chuckles and exhales)

Did you guys do that polygraph thing?

- We did. And turns out we're compatible.

I just need to vacuum less.

(both chuckling)

- Well, ours was interesting.

Pete refused to do the lie detector test.

He can be such a shit. (breathes uneasily)

- Yeah, I can see that.

You still love him? (Sophie inhales and swallows)

- I think so. Uh.

(clothes rustling)

(water sloshing) - What play?

- "Our Town." (chuckles)

I only auditioned because this guy Will Crawford was so hot

and I wanted to get closer to him, and, oh, baby, it worked

'cause I lost my virginity in the green room.

- Nice. - How's the water?

- Get in here.

- Is this is how we all get to know each other. (chuckles)

(water sloshing)

- Remind us what you do again, Pete.

- (inhales) Cybersecurity.

- Well, I'm a vet tech. What are you two?

- I'm a museum curator, and she's a garbage man.

- I drive the truck. - Do you feel like

that Jan kid is a prisoner here or something?

- God, what makes you say that now?

- Just the way she treats him. I mean, it's fucked up.

- Julia does treat him like shit.

- [Pete] Yeah, she is hot though, right?

- You are so gross.

- You know I like the stepmom porn.

- [Sophie] God.

- I think he's a sweet kid.

- Sweet? The kid's a creep.

(Sophie scoffing)

- So how's everybody liking their drinks?

- Wait, did you put something in our drinks?

- Don gave me these like pink pills.

They're called two 2C-B.

- What the hell you doing?

We're not on spring break, Sophie. Grow up.

- Hey. - Oh my gosh.

I just wish I didn't bring you here.

- 'Cause you like coming to couples therapy by yourself?

Do you think you'll make it?

(Sophie, Michelle and Reilly laughing)

(mystical electronic music)

(water sloshing and splashing)

(all laughing)

(bright vocalizing)

(water splashing)

(all laughing)

(water burbling)

(bags rustling) (Michelle breathing uneasily)

(Michelle sighing)

(tense electronic music) (music clicking)

(squirrel rustling)

(eerie vocalizing)

(mouse clicking)

(screen beeping)

(door clattering)

(pick clattering)

(Michelle breathing uneasily)

- Mm.

(door clicking)

(drawers scraping) (plastic rustling)

(Michelle gasping)

(door clattering)

(eerie vocalizing)

(tense orchestral music)

(box scraping)

(photographs rustling)

(footsteps pattering) (stream flowing)

- Hmm.

(birds chirping)

(paws pattering)

Cute, right?

Did you know that I used to have a garden in the backyard?

Your mother and I would grow these great, big

heirloom tomatoes, tasted like candy.

And then one summer, I forgot to put the fence up.

And you know what happened?

These little guys got in and they ate up every last plant. They never grew back.

Innocence is something humans want to believe in,

but the truth is there is no such thing.

I am not innocent. You are not innocent.

The sooner you realize that, the easier everything will be.

(paws pattering)

(eerie vocalizing)

Jan, I have something for you.

(blade clicking)

For when you catch something.

(blade clicking)

(toothbrush brushing)

- Can you do that in the bathroom, please?

- Yep.

All done. Look, no cavities.

25 years. - Mm, great.

- (sighs) What'd you find?

- Nothing.

- Shit.

(soft dramatic music)

- It has to be on site. Like maybe underground.

- Uh. Maybe it's in the shed.

- Oh, I did see Jan going in and out there quite a bit.

- Yeah, it's locked.

- I can pick it.

- Of course. (chuckles)

Think it's on a computer?

- Probably.

- Maybe you should take Pete.

- No fucking way.

- Stop it. - What?

- Why won't you tell me about her?

(Michelle sighing)

- There's nothing to tell.

- (exhales) What happened?

(Michelle exhales and swallows)

- She fucked me.

Technically, she fucked my fiance. But still.

- You were engaged?

- Is that so hard to believe? - Well, yeah.

You wouldn't even move in with me, so I find it hard

to believe you were engaged.

- We would've killed each other.

- It could've been fun.

What's with all the talk of vacuuming?

- (inhales) You're very particular.

And I love that.

In a producer.

- I thought we were great together. Like yin and yang.

- We don't have the little dots of compromise.

- Do you miss her?

(Michelle breathing uneasily)

(crickets chirping) (pick clicking)

(tense electronic music)

(door creaking) (computer whirring)

(footsteps tapping)

(Michelle inhaling) (seat creaking)

(keyboard clattering)

(Michelle exhaling)

(keyboard clattering)

(Michelle sighing)

(door clicking)

(chair creaking)

(hand rubbing)

(Sophie kissing)

- (inhales) Stop. Stop.

- (sighs) Come on, baby. I'm high as hell.

- No, I don't feel like it. This place is making me crazy.

- Oh. (scoffs)

Maybe we need a little crazy.

- No. (Sophie exhaling)

Stop!

- Why the fuck are we here, Pete,

if you're not even gonna fucking touch me?

- Why do you think? Every day I'm trying to make you happy.

I was hoping bringing you to this place

would help you realize that.

You need to learn how to appreciate

what's right in front of you. - I need to learn?

I need to learn?

(Pete sighing) Uh. (inhales)

(lock clicking)

(tense electronic music)

(distorted whispering)

(crickets chirping)

(trunk thudding)

(body rustling)

(trunk clicking)

(distorted whispering continues)

(footsteps pattering)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(footsteps pattering)

(pliers squeaking)

(button clicking)

(door banging)

- Now this is the most important part.

Fluoroantimonic acid makes everything

just disappear. (echoes)

(intense electronic music)

(device beeping)

(acid sloshing)

(smoke whooshing)

(eerie breathing)

(smoke whooshing)

(eerie vocalizing)

(Don laughing)

(fire crackling)

(distorted whispering)

- Huh!

(Janus breathes uneasily) (card tearing)

(Janus grunting)

(drawer scraping) (notebook rustling)

(eerie vocalizing)

(Janus breathing uneasily)

(phone clattering)

(lighter scraping)

(lighter clicking) (Janus breathes uneasily)

(flame crackling)

(insects chittering) (mallet tapping)

(footsteps tapping)

- I ran the 800 in college. Pete used to run with me.

Now I do a lot of things by myself.

- Really?

(Sophie breathing uneasily)

- He's cheating on me.

- (breathes heavily) You know or suspect.

- Oh, I know. I've known for a few months.

(scoffs) Pathetic. Huh?

- I don't judge you. (Sophie exhaling)

If being with him makes you happy,

even while knowing he's unfaithful, go with it.

So what? Be happy.

- (inhales) How'd you get this way?

- What do you mean?

- So unrestricted.

(Don chuckling)

- Hey, ah, mm, Michelle found

security cameras in our rooms.

- You're just telling me this now?

- She didn't want me to say anything.

The footage is actually in the shed.

Hey, everybody's watching. Just be cool.

- Look, if there's footage of Molly,

I wanna fucking find it.

- I know. I do too.

But it's locked. Michelle will get you in.

We just gotta wait for the right moment.

It's your turn.

(soft dramatic music)

(glass tapping)

(Janus breathing uneasily)

(footsteps pattering)

(insects chittering)

(stream flowing)

(rabbit moaning)

- (inhales) Why are you following me? (exhales)

- (exhales) You interest me.

- You should find a new hobby.

(Michelle chuckling)

- (inhales) I'm bored. (exhales)

- So you follow a stranger into the woods?

Not very bright, are you? (chuckles)

- You're not a stranger.

(inhales) I feel a connection to you.

Like we see things the same way.

- I highly doubt that. (inhales)

- (inhales) I think you've been dealt a shit hand

and you're trying to figure out how to make the best of it.

- Maybe you've been dealt a shit hand,

but my life is perfectly acceptable.

(inhales) My job isn't to fix you, lady.

(knife thudding) (Michelle gasping)

(Janus breathing uneasily)

- Jan, have you ever left this place?

(soft dramatic music)

There's so much more out there.

(rabbit squeaking) Please don't hurt it, okay?

It's innocent. - No, it's not.

- [Michelle] You're a good person, Jan.

- You have no idea who I am! (Michelle gasping)

(knife stabbing)

(Janus breathing heavily)

You shouldn't make it a habit of coming out here.

It's easy to get lost.

(footsteps pattering)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(eerie vocalizing)

(jacket rustling)

(Sophie inhales and exhales)

(footsteps shuffling)

(soft dramatic music)

(drawer creaking)

(Don sniffs and exhales) (Sophie whimpering)

- You trust me.

(Sophie breathing uneasily)

(Sophie kissing)

(Sophie breathing heavily)

(Sophie gasping)

Sometimes the things we take for granted

need to be taken away from us

so we can truly appreciate them.

(jacket unzipping)

(Sophie kissing)

(Don breathing heavily)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(eerie vocalizing)

Are you ready? (Lash knocking)

(insects chittering)

(Sophie breathing heavily) (Don moaning)

(plastic bag crinkling)

(Sophie gasping)

(birds chirping)

(Don moaning) (plastic bag crinkling)

(Sophie gasping) (plastic bag crinkling)

(Sophie breathing heavily) (Don laughing)

Now how does it taste?

(Don laughing)

(Sophie breathing uneasily)

(jacket rustling)

(jacket zipping)

(door creaking) (Sophie gasping)

- Get out.

(stream flowing)

(tense electronic music)

(robe rustling)

- What did he say to them? - I couldn't hear.

- (inhales) Jan found this in one of the bags.

(phone thudding) - Whose?

- Pete's.

- They're working with Lash.

- You brought this into our house. You did this.

- [Don] Everything is fine.

- [Julia] You got sloppy and you know it.

- Julia. - Or did Jan fuck it up?

What'd you forget? - Everything is fine.

- [Julia] You brought this into our house.

- [Don] Julia, relax.

- Uh! You don't have to do this, Janus.

- Thank you, Jan. - I'm your mother.

- [Don] Every time we do this, it is fine.

You know that. - You don't have to do this.

- Eyes on the horizon. Breathe.

Very good. Thank you, Jan.

Very good. Here we go. (Julia moaning)

(Julia breathing uneasily)

Son, you did good.

(soft dramatic music)

(distorted voices)

(insects chittering)

(distorted chattering)

(distorted chattering)

(birds chirping)

(footsteps pattering)

(group chattering)

(both kissing)

- Thank you. - For what?

- All of this.

- I couldn't have done it without you, Mrs. Haberman.

- Mm. (both kissing)

- One light.

- One light.

Hey, Nikki. Where's Sam?

- He's playing with Janus.

- [Julia] Where?

- Janus?

Janus?

(group chattering)

Hey, buddy. Where's Sam?

- I don't know. (chuckles)

- Where's Sam?

- [Julia] You were supposed to be watching him.

- I'm sure he's fine.

- Sam?

Sam?

Sam?

(soft dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

Sam?

Oh, God! Oh, God, Oh, God!

- Oh, help! - No, no!

(water splashing) (Don screaming)

- No!

Sam!

- No! - Sammy!

- No! - Sam!

- [Don] No!

- Sammy, no! - No!

(Don screaming)

(water splashing)

- Sam, Sam! - No!

- Sammy! - Oh, no!

(screams) No!

No!

(Julia sobbing)

(Don screaming)

(Julia whimpering)

(intense orchestral music)

(Janus chanting in foreign language)

- We're not doing that tonight.

(tense electronic music)

(inhales) I heard that we had a guest today.

I hope everything's all right.

- I believe so.

(footsteps shuffling)

- Pete, didn't you say that you

were referred to us by somebody?

- Ah, yeah, someone I know said

we should try this place out. (chuckles)

- Who was that? - Just a coworker.

- What was their name?

- Goddammit! (bottle tapping)

(glass slamming) Uh!

(champagne sloshing)

- Julia! That is enough.

(inhales) Why don't you go to the bathroom

and clean yourself up?

- What the fuck?

- What was that?

- Nothing. - No.

I heard you say, "What the fuck?" Right?

- Just seemed like it was a little aggressive. That's all.

- (inhales) We expect a high-level of confidence.

Just like your spouse, Michelle,

expects certain things from you.

Do you think it's your job to judge me?

- No, man. I'm not trying to start anything with you.

- That's right, Reilly.

Continue to hide behind your mediocrity.

Continue to be ashamed of what you stand for,

if you stand for anything at all.

- Hey! I don't think it's fair to attack him like that.

- What does fairness have to do with anything?

You attached yourself to a man

who has no idea what he wants.

How is he supposed to begin to defend himself?

At least Sophie understands that now. Isn't that right?

- Fuck you.

- (inhales) That's right.

That's much better.

- You don't know me.

- Well, I think that's enough for me.

We've all had plenty to drink,

and, ah, I think I'm gonna call it tonight.

(fists pounding) - Sit down! (exhales)

(Don inhales and exhales)

I invite you into my home. (breathes uneasily)

I invite you to sit at my table.

I open myself up to you,

and I expect certain things in return.

(inhales) I expect you to stop lying to me.

I expect you to stop lying to yourselves.

(Don breathing uneasily)

No one is going home the same.

But if you continue to get in the way of the work

that I have to do, we will get nowhere.

Isn't that a right, Pete?

Mm, Michelle?

Isn't that right, Reilly?

I'm not here to be your friend.

I'm here to set you free!

- All right, it's time to go, let's go.

- Mm-mm. (laughs)

- You just remember that you asked for this.

You asked to be here.

(bottle clinking)

- So tell me, Don, when did you first realize

that you were enlightened?

(Don laughing)

- I know you cheated on me. - Oh, knock it off.

You have no idea what's going on here!

- Neither do you!

- Gimme that, you don't need anymore

of these goddamn pills!

- I fucked Don!

(Sophie breathing heavily)

- You're really drunk. - Well you wasted my life!

Get out! Leave!

(breathes uneasily) Ah!

(pick clattering)

(Michelle breathing heavily)

(food squishing)

- You know I've never met anybody like you before, Don.

(fork scraping)

You're a real snowflake, aren't you?

- Mm.

Did you know that it's actually the change

in atmospheric pressures that crystallizes the snowflake?

Without the plummet, nothing remarkable can happen.

- Do you put your boogers in your pocket?

- What?

- When you pick your nose, do you wipe it or you flick it?

Or do you roll it up and stick it in your pocket?

- The only thing you and I have in common

is that we breathe the same air.

Air that I improved.

You will never know what it's like to fully know yourself

and be completely okay with it.

- Pass the lasagna.

(keyboard clattering) - All right.

- Oh, holy shit.

(Pete breathing heavily)

(keyboard clicking)

(soft dramatic music)

- [Pete] It's her.

- [Michelle] What?

- [Pete] Julia must have got 'em with time left.

- Shit. (keyboard clattering)

- (breathes heavily) There's gotta be something here, Pete.

- Pete, let's go. (keyboard clattering)

- (breathes uneasily) I'm missing something.

- I'm leaving. Let's go.

- (breathes heavily) Oh, fuck.

(keyboard clattering)

Fuck!

(tense orchestral music) (eerie vocalizing)

(door creaking)

- There's nothing here.

There's nothing here!

(shower spraying) - Take a breath.

- Don't tell me to take a fucking breath!

I was wrong and I never

should have brought us here. - No, it's not true.

You brought us here because you love your sister.

- Well, whatever happened to her, it didn't happen here,

and we should walk away?

- Like you did with me, with our show, with Molly?

- (scoffs) The last thing I need right now

is more fucking counseling.

- You said that you could feel something here.

- I lied. (soft dramatic music)

- No, you didn't.

- (cries) We tried.

- Did we?

- Why do you want this?

- Because there's, there's more here.

And you know that there is.

because you're perfect.

- I'm damaged shit.

- No, you're not.

You're beautiful.

(Pete breathing uneasily)

(lid clicking) (nails pattering)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(Pete groans and gasps)

(handle creaking) (gas hissing)

- Mm-mm.

(Pete chokes and coughs)

- All right, all right. (Sophie groaning)

(Don clapping) - Bravo.

- Okay. - Bravo.

Jan, we have to go ask our guests a few questions. (echoes)

(tense electronic music)

(Michelle chattering) Hello, friends.

(Michelle breathing uneasily) Ah.

It feels like we haven't been completely honest

with each other. (Pete groaning)

- Fuck! Fuck! (groans)

- [Don] What are you really looking for?

- I'm looking for my sister.

- You're tied up, quite possibly in danger, (echoes)

and you still can't focus on yourself.

- You are a psychopath!

- Quite the contrary.

I'm the only one who sees things clearly.

(breathes uneasily) Ah!

(Pete breathing heavily)

(capsule clicks and taps)

(eerie vocalizing)

(Pete groaning)

(Pete snorting)

- You know what I really love about you two? (echoes)

Is how tragically perfect you are together.

And I'm so glad that you found your way here.

(soft dramatic music)

(Pete breathing heavily)

The thing about healing is you have to be willing

to open up old wounds.

(eerie vocalizing) (Julia humming)

(eerie electronic music)

(Pete breathing heavily)

- [Julia over intercom] Jan? Don? Help me.

- I'll be right back.

You can take care of this on your own if you'd like.

- Jan, come on. This is insane.

Let us go.

- [Janus] You shut up.

- Jan, how old were you when they started

locking you in your room? (Don breathing heavily)

- Oh, oh, oh, Peter.

- You're more tenacious than I had hoped.

Why don't you try taking a deep breath?

Okay? Huh? (inhales)

(Julia whimpering)

Yeah. (plastic bag crinkling)

(Julia gasping)

- Yeah, that is better. Right, Julia?

- Okay? The things that they did to you are not your fault.

(Janus grunting)

The Haberman's lost their son.

Your real parents used to work here,

and they made them disappear so that they could

raise you as their own.

- You're, you're lying!

- [Julia] Don, help me!

- Where is she?

You killed her, didn't you? - Look, enough, enough.

There is a way out of this.

(Julia groaning)

- Did you kill her? Did you kill Molly, you freak?

- Molly told me how much you loved her.

She just didn't feel the same way about you.

- Yeah she did.

- Don and Julia made you do terrible things.

(Janus breathing heavily) Okay?

But you're not like that.

- (moans) You don't know what you're talking about.

- I can prove it to you.

Look inside my bag, under the jacket.

(Janus breathing heavily)

- [Janus] Get the bag.

- You couldn't make her happy. And you drove her here.

You did this! - Stop!

(both breathing heavily)

- She told me that she liked it when you choked her,

but other than that, she'd grown bored of you.

- Fuck you.

(knife stabbing)

(Don screaming)

(head whacking)

(both grunting)

(knife stabbing) (Don screaming)

(intense electronic music)

(Janus breathing uneasily)

- My dad used to hurt me and my sister.

(eerie electronic music)

The man I looked up to,

the man who was supposed to protect me.

he made me think it was my fault. (inhales)

That I deserved that life.

(Janus breathing uneasily) You don't, (inhales)

you don't owe him anything, Jan.

He killed your parents.

He stole that from you.

You are nothing like him.

(soft dramatic music)

(Don groaning)

- Ah. (echoes) (flesh squelching)

(Don whimpering)

(flesh squelching)

Ah. (groans)

(knife clinking)

(restraints snapping)

(tense electronic music)

(eerie vocalizing)

(Don groaning)

(hand rubbing)

(Don sobbing)

(distorted voices)

(Don screaming)

(intense electronic music)

(eerie vocalizing)

(mask scraping)

- Dad?

(Don whimpering)

(Don breathing heavily)

- No! (fists whacking)

Reilly!

(Reilly grunting) (Michelle gasping)

(Reilly breathing heavily)

(fists whacking) (Reilly grunting)

- Ha-ha-ha! - Uh!

- That's right. Let it out.

Ha-ha-ha! - Uh! (breathes heavily)

(Don gasping)

- That's right, Reilly. Better than the devil you know.

(Reilly breathing heavily)

(container clattering)

(soft dramatic music)

(Janus exhaling)

(lid clicking)

(Michelle gasps and whimpers)

(nails pattering)

- Is this...?

(lid clicking)

- I'm sorry. (whimpers)

- It's okay. (inhales) It's okay.

- [Janus] (sobs) I'm so sorry!

- It's okay. (Janus sobbing)

It's okay.

(soft dramatic music)

(sirens wailing)

- [Don] No!

(eerie vocalizing)

(Janus breathing uneasily)

(lid clicking)

(soft dramatic music continues)

(keyboard clattering)

- [Reilly] A little help here?

- You got this, babe.

- Are we sure about this color?

(brush scratching)

- Let me see.

(Michelle sighing)

(brush scratching) We are all capable

of doing both terrible and incredible things,

especially when we feel we are out of options.

(soft dramatic music)

We try to protect what we have because we're afraid.

(birds chirping) (engine humming)

Fear of what is on the other side.

There is no other side.

There is no perfect scenario...

only a question of who we want to be right now.

I've been told we are a profile

destined to repeat our pattern.

Every experience, a harbinger of what's to come.

But I believe we are more than that.

And we deserve to try a different way whenever we decide.

Just because it's familiar doesn't mean

it's worth fighting for.

It's said, "Our biggest fear is change."

That we are captors of our own minds.

Our insecurities stand guard at the gate.

(fountain flowing) (pencil scratching)

But what if the walls are nothing more

than a Wet Paper Bag?

(bag crinkling)

(bright electronic music)

(dog barking) (bright vocalizing)

(fountain flowing)

(upbeat electronic music)

(plane whirring)