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♪ Boy meets girl... ♪

Yeah! Come on!

And don't puke on the judges.

Whatever you do, Bela, don't puke on the judges!

Knock, knock.

Mommy!

-Hi. -Hey, love.

Hey.

This doesn't look like bedtime to me.

Yes, it does. You're just never here.

I'm never here? Is that right?

-Get in bed. Get off. -Come on.

Mom's right, Dancing Queen.

-Dive in there. -Wait, I need Vulchy.

But you have Teddy. Come on.

Really?

Ugh. Are you sure? For bed?

Vulchy's nice.

The lady at the zoo said vultures only eat

stuff that's already dead.

All right, baby.

-Love you. -Love you.

Get some sleep.

-Night night. -Okay.

You want the door open?

-A little bit. -Okay.

Night, Mommy. Night, Daddo.

Night night.

Good night, Other Mommy.

I'm not sleepy yet.

Can I keep playing with you?

Other Mommy?

Hello and good morning.

My name is Isabela Martin.

And...

this is "The Story of Me."

I'm seven years old.

I live with my mommy and Daddo,

Russell Martin and Ursula Martin.

We are a very happy family.

Louder. Louder.

We can't hear you.

Why's she standing so weird?

My hobbies are dancing, books and animals.

Glasses. Looking good, Mommy.

Thanks.

I can't find my contacts.

The sparkly case?

Yeah. Have you seen them?

Bela's practicing her "Story of Me" speech.

Oh, maybe I can hear it when I come back.

Thanks for doing breakfast.

Can I be done now, please?

Whole thing, miss.

School's back next week.

I don't want to talk in front of my new class.

I won't know anyone.

Well, that's the point.

We do this stuff now so we're not scared

when we're a grown-up.

Hey, use the brave face I gave you.

-There it is. -Something special about me

is my zipper.

I call it that because it looks like a zipper.

-Hmm. -I got it climbing a fence

when my mommy and Daddo were

drinking wine with their friends.

Mm. Don't love that.

Maybe let's pick another special thing about you.

-Yeah, or just don't mention the picnic. -Yeah.

I should lie about it?

-No. Not lie. -Uh...

Uh, maybe tell it a little different.

-It's a story. -What's the difference?

Well, it just doesn't make

Mommy and Daddo look like good parents.

Enjoy your breakfast, my darling.

I'm gonna be home late again.

Is that all right?

Well, kind of has to be, doesn't it?

Uh, it doesn't. That's why I'm asking.

Yeah. Of course. Same team.

-Okay. Same team. -Yeah.

-Love you. -Love you.

I got a ton of work I should do anyways, so...

Hmm.

Whoa, whoa.

Yeah.

Whoa.

-Hey, sweetie. -You're home.

I thought I'd come home and eat with you.

-Where's Dad? -He fell asleep in the office.

-I'll go get him. -No, no, no.

Let him sleep. He needs his rest.

Cookie dough ice cream for lunch?

What kind of mother would I be?

How about scrambled eggs?

We had that for breakfast.

That's right. I forgot.

How about pasta?

Your favorite.

I was wrong before about your speech.

You should always tell the truth, no matter what.

I won't lie.

I love you more than life itself.

Did you know that?

Yes.

Do you love me that much?

Yes.

I like it when you say it.

I love you, Mommy.

Do you want to know something silly?

Okay.

Sometimes I think about when you and I were one person,

and it makes me so happy I cry.

Do you remember that?

So I was a baby in your tummy?

No.

Do you remember where you were before that?

No.

You were in my heart.

I want you to feel it, Bela.

Can I go into your heart?

I know it's you.

I'm sorry.

I thought you'd like this.

You said you wouldn't leave my room.

You seemed lonely.

Can I give you a hug?

I don't want Daddo to see you.

Are you mad at me?

May I please be excused?

Sure, sweetie.

Jesus.

Let's go play outside.

-What's that smell? -Daddo, come on.

-Hey, is the stove on? -No, don't!

Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, get back!

Jesus. What were you cooking?

I didn't mean to.

I love you being independent,

but you need a grown-up to help keep you safe.

Come on! Come on!

Come on, Bela! Come on!

Come on, come on.

Go, go, go!

-Thank you. -Good night, Mr. Martin.

-Good night. -Sorry about this.

It's okay. We're here to help.

I appreciate you all coming out.

-What the hell happened? -Somebody was in the house.

-Oh, my God. Where's Bela? -She's okay. She's in the car.

-She's honestly better than me. -Thank God you're okay.

Hey, where were you?

I was calling. I was texting.

Oh, I didn't see it. I'm sorry, I didn't know.

I go in the kitchen, right?

And under the counter, there's a woman

-tucked up in the fucking... -What?

...like, hiding. Yeah.

Like she was fucking with me or something. Just...

-Are you stoned? -No. No.

It all happened superfast.

I just grabbed Bela, and I ran.

Uh, I did a little in the morning, but I swear to God.

You didn't come home for lunch or anything, right?

Of course I didn't. Why?

She looked like you.

-Bela, I said stay in the car. -Honey.

Are you hurt? What happened?

You don't have to be scared, Mommy.

She's nice.

Since your birthday?

That's a long time. Why didn't you tell us?

I don't know.

We just play sometimes.

And this isn't some imaginary friend

-that you and Dad created? -No.

Come on, tell me the truth.

I am.

She's really good at hiding.

Okay. Where is Other Mommy from?

I don't know. She lives behind our doors.

"Behind our doors." What does that mean?

Sometimes she's there. Sometimes she's not.

She can do magic stuff, too.

Like grow really big, grow really small.

And make silly faces.

Well, is she ever mean?

Like, does she scare you?

Mm, not on purpose.

She's still learning.

We teach each other things.

Like what?

Carnations.

Flowers?

Yeah. Sometimes.

Okay.

Why does Other Mommy want to be here?

Bela, we need to talk about this.

You smell like someone else.

No, I don't.

Bela, it's me.

I'm Mom.

Can just Daddo do bedtime?

Yeah.

It really scares me when you talk like this.

Where shall we play tonight?

Should we go see the ocean?

Can I ask you something?

Why do you have to go inside my heart?

To protect it for you.

I help special children like you

when their hearts are about to be broken forever.

But everything's fine.

Is it?

It was your heart that called to me.

Deep down, you know something's broken in this house.

Don't you see?

All you have to do is say yes,

and everything will stay magic forever.

What happens if I say no?

Other Mommy?

No, seriously, Ruth.

It's a long drive. We get it.

I know.

Yeah, you saved us from having to clean the guest room.

I don't want to do that.

You want to talk to Ursula? Hey, it's your mom.

Uh, Bela's here.

Maybe we don't, uh, tell Grandma about

the Other Mommy thing that other day?

-Right? -Why not?

Because she'd want to meet it.

Yeah. Um...

Let's just keep it a family secret

until, you know, you and I can see a doctor.

-Sound good? -Uh-huh.

Okay. Here you go.

Hi, Grandma.

Bela.

-How's everything going? -I'm good.

Are you excited for the party tonight?

-Kelvin. -Hey, happy anniversary.

Yeah. I thought we said 6:00.

Oh. Yeah.

-Uh, my bad. My bad. -Cool. Bye.

Babysitter's here!

You should visit me soon.

I'd love to spend some time with you.

I'm sorry I won't be at the party.

Why aren't you coming?

Well, your mom thinks anyone who didn't want to come

to the wedding shouldn't be there tonight.

And I suppose I don't disagree.

I've said too much.

-You be good for your parents. -I will.

-Love you, Bela. -Love you, Grandma.

-Hey, Kelvin. -Oh.

You are late, buddy.

You'll stay an extra 20 minutes.

Sorry. For sure.

Uh, where's Bela?

I haven't seen her in hours.

Okay.

So she's hiding.

Hmm.

I wonder where she could... be.

Ah!

Oh.

-I got you. -Oh! Oh!

I've been shot. Ow.

Hey, Bela, you want to fly?

I'm too big.

No, not for a wizard.

Lifticus!

You don't think that's enough?

Can never be too sparkly.

Oh. Right, right.

Right, right.

Yeah, well, I'm definitely sparkly.

Hey, Kelvin.

-Kelvin. -Hmm? Yeah? Hmm?

Can I show you something secret?

Uh, sure. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm magic, too. Watch.

Wha-- Wait, wait, what?

Okay.

Come on. I want to show you something.

-What are you doing? -Come on, Kelvin.

What-- Okay.

Hey, Kelvin.

Don't tell Mommy and Daddo you saw her.

Okay, what, uh, what-what am I seeing here?

Just be quiet.

Do you see her?

You're messing with me.

Hey, party people.

Everything... normal in here?

Mm-hmm.

You want to make an appearance downstairs?

Not really.

Oh, come on, Bel-a the ball.

Grown-ups have fun, too, on certain weekends.

I'm in my pajamas.

Yeah, but you're a kid. Nobody cares.

Here we go.

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪

The whole fucking world is on fire.

My God, you're such a baby.

He doesn't love you.

You ask enough times, everyone says yes.

Everything is bullshit right now.

Yeah. Get it. I mean, you're--

-Come on. -Hey, you guys. Uh...

-Hey. There he is. -Hi.

-Better half. How's it going? -Hey, Bela, party girl.

-Hey, buddy. Yeah. -Yeah.

Didn't know you were gonna make it.

-Yeah, yeah. Busy, busy, busy. -Okay.

-Heard about your little scare. -Oh.

-You heard about that? -Yeah.

That's... cool.

Bela, can Uncle Frank get a hug?

I know you're not really my uncle.

You're just Daddo's friend.

Hey.

You don't actually have to be related to be family, okay?

Listen, it's true. It's true.

Fine.

Can Regular Frank get a hug?

All right, how about this?

One high five, I'm out of your hair.

Come on. One high five. Right here.

Come on. Boom. Oh!

You want him out of your hair forever?

All right.

-Um... -There you go.

-Let's cut that cake. -Yeah.

I didn't sign up for this job.

Here we go. There we go.

I'm moving as fast as I can. Why don't you do it?

Speech!

Come on, speech!

-Yo, big dog. -Speech!

You heard 'em. They want you to say something.

-Come on, you got to wow us. -Speech!

-I know, but don't. What are you doing? -Yeah, no.

Well, we said we weren't gonna say anything,

but everybody's staring, so...

-Uh, sorry. -Brave face, Daddo.

Uh...

Uh, well, okay, sorry.

Uh... sorry.

Uh, we, uh, didn't do a big thing when we got married.

Uh...

We, um...

We bought this house instead.

We-we used that money wisely, and... and, um...

To be honest, this is everything that I ever wanted,

um, is to have a... a home and-and to-to have a place

that you could call home, you know.

And, um, this family and this home,

it's-it's... it is everything to me.

And, um...

But I know it's a choice, and I know that it's hard sometimes,

and-and I know, um, there's, like, a million ways

your life could go, obviously, and, um, you know,

I-I just want us to be happy and, you know...

I-- and we're so happy to have everyone here

-celebrating with us tonight. -Yeah. Right.

Right.

Here's to a cherished seven years.

Seven years!

-Love you. All right. -Love you.

And to Bela, my baby.

I can barely remember my life before you.

Look, Bela. Doesn't she look so pretty?

I can't believe she's so big.

All right, let's see you dance.

She's actually really amazing.

Come on, guys.

Bela!

Bela... Come on, buddy. What's wrong?

Hey.

To Russ and Ursula, everybody. Cheers.

-Cheers! -Cheers, cheers, cheers.

Bela.

Uh, ma'am, we've got you surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

I'll come out once I'm ready.

Okay.

There anything I can do to help?

Make everyone go away.

Mm. I'll see what I can do.

How... about... that?

There you go. Huh?

Party's over.

Really?

Yeah. Come on.

Why don't you come see for yourself?

No one needs that many friends anyway.

Right?

Can we stay friends?

Even once I get older?

Oh, you mean "if" you get older.

Hey, Bela.

Want to fly?

Come on.

I didn't know you could be Kelvin, too.

I'll be whoever you want me to be.

That's too many fingers.

It's okay.

It's okay. I got you.

I got you. Okay? Come here.

It's okay.

Come on. I've got you.

There you go.

I mean, it's fun, right? Come on.

You want to go see some more?

I can't.

I should probably get back now.

Aw, man. But, I mean, I miss you so much though.

And your parents don't care at all when you're gone.

-Yes, they do. -No.

Not like they should.

Not like I do.

I am going to miss you so much.

Aw, it's okay, Other Kelvin.

I'll come back.

Bela, please let me into your heart.

It hurts so much, Bela. I have to exist.

Please. You have to say yes!

Ow! Kelvin!

Stop!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Bela!

Bela, I'm sorry.

I'd never hurt you.

Just say yes! Say it!

Whoa.

Bela? Bela?

Get away from me!

Bela!

Bela!

What the hell's going on?

Honey, what's wrong?

Is it really you?

What? Baby.

I'm coming!

Oh, God!

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh. Are you okay?

I got you.

Tell me what hurts.

-I s-- I saw her. -She's okay.

It w-- it was me.

It w-- it w--

It was m-me.

Why the fuck was it me?

-Yeah, man. -Thanks for having us.

Yeah, of course. Take care.

-Drive safe. Goodbye. -Bye.

They all think I'm crazy.

Who gives a fuck what they think?

-That's everybody. -Thank God.

Are you okay?

Are you sure you're not gonna call the cops, Russ? Come on.

Frank, wh-what do you think they're gonna do?

Arrest it?

So what are you guys-- Okay.

What are you guys gonna do tonight?

I don't know. We're gonna figure something...

I'm not going back in that house.

You know what? Stop. You guys, you're gonna stay with me.

End of story.

Okay, Frank, really,

like, I-I haven't had a chance to think.

I don't-- We don't know what this thing is.

We don't even know what's happening.

I know, I know, I-- Which is more of a reason

why you need to get your fucking family out of here.

-You have a kid, man. -I agree.

I'm just thinking of everybody here.

Um... what about your mom?

-Look, she's into this stuff... -No, she's...

She'd just say it was fucking karma. I-- No, no.

Maybe she knows experts or something.

We'll just go to a hotel.

What are you gonna do, live in a hotel? Seriously.

Bela.

Come on, Daddo.

What do you say, man?

Let me take care of her.

Okay.

-Yeah? -Okay.

-All right. -All right.

Let's go to Uncle Frank's.

Type in, uh, "haunted house."

Or-or... or "ghost hunters."

-"Demon hunters"? -No, there's nothing.

It's all podcasts. It's bullshit.

What about a priest?

I actually grew up Catholic.

-I know some priests. -Wait!

We forgot Vulchy.

Um...

Do you still have your priest's number

from when you were a kid?

No, I did not have my priest's number, thank God.

Brave face, Bela.

Okay?

Sleepover at Uncle Frank's.

Are you sure you don't want any of the guest bedrooms?

Uh, where do you want to sleep, Bela?

I like it here.

Is that okay if we stay out here?

Yeah. Whatever's comfortable.

Oh, check out this couch over here.

It doesn't fold out, but it's way better than

any mattress you've ever had in your life.

And that chair right there massages.

Sweet.

There's two fridges.

What if it follows us?

I don't think that's a thing.

I think it's the house, right?

Bela, what do you think?

I mean, is it, is it here right now?

-I don't think so. -Okay.

Well, if you see her, tell her to go away,

'cause Other Mommy is not your friend.

Stop. Please stop calling it that.

I'm sorry, but what do you...

What is it exactly?

-It's, like, uh... -It w-- it was coming...

It, like, pretends to be human, but, uh, it's, like...

Wow.

And Bela says she takes her to magical places.

Yeah. "Special places"?

What the fuck is that?

It-It's fucking real, man.

It is physical. It's...

It was asking her for carnations.

-Yeah. -Wow.

And it looks like you. Holy fuck.

Should we be, like, nailing crosses everywhere?

It's-it's not funny.

Hey, I'm sorry.

Um, listen, the point is you're safe here, okay?

And, Russ, I think you need to hang on to this.

I don't want that around Bela.

-Hey. -Why would you give that to us?

For real? I'm gonna shoot the thing?

Listen, I don't even know

if this thing is real,

but this thing right here will stop it, okay?

-Mommy, look what I found. -Trust me.

Oh, wow. Great. Uh, yeah.

That's, um, great work.

You've got a good eye.

How'd your sparkly case get here?

Okay.

Come on. It's past your bedtime.

Let's go lie down.

-Yeah, we're gonna read a story and... -Yeah.

Yeah, so, um, you have everything here,

and bathroom's downstairs.

If you-- Just make yourself at home.

Mi casa es su casa, so whatever you guys need, all right?

Daddo.

Wake up.

I need to pee.

Brave face.

I didn't mean to scare you

at the party.

I'm not supposed to talk to you anymore.

You said friends forgive each other

no matter what.

They do, but...

Aren't I your friend?

You are, but...

me and Daddo are getting sadder.

Things are worse now.

Not because of me, Bela.

Your parents are scared

because they think they know everything.

But they don't.

Daddo thinks you're someone that died.

-Is that true? -No.

I wasn't allowed to be a person.

What if I did something special for you?

Something that made everyone happy again.

Like what?

You already know.

What does your heart tell you?

Sweet girl.

Say it.

Can you make Uncle Frank go away?

That's a great idea.

Wait, what are you gonna do?

Other Mommy?

Oh. Hey, Bela.

Your parents still asleep?

Oh, hey, honey, it's okay.

Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

-Hey, yeah. -Leave me alone.

No, no. Come on.

Aren't we friends?

You're trying to trick me.

N-No, I-- No, I think

if you feel like there's something weird going on,

-I'm just gonna call your dad. -Mommy!

What's wrong?

I don't think it's Uncle Frank!

No, don't! Mom, it's not safe!

Bela had a little accident, so...

I didn't want you to see me like this.

Honey, close your eyes.

-Bela! -Daddo!

Holy...

Get behind me.

What's going on?

Frank!

-No! No! No! -Get out of my way!

No! Bela!

Frank.

Frank!

Run!

Run! Go!

Go!

Bela, what did I do wrong?

He didn't give us the fucking code!

-Go! Drive! -I'm going!

-Where do we go?! -Go!

I'm going!

I'm going as fast as I can!

Go!

I don't think I can do this.

If we call the police, they're gonna think we did it.

Or I did it.

There's not even a fucking body.

I'm so sorry.

For what?

I don't want to lie to you anymore.

-Please. Frank, he w-- -Don't. Don't. Don't!

I'm glad you got some sleep.

You want to get something to eat?

Okay.

Mommy, are you okay?

Yeah.

I just needed some quiet time.

Maybe we can outrun it.

Make it find somebody else.

It's not just gonna stop.

I'm just saying, we don't even know what it wants.

Bela, what does Other Mommy want?

-I don't think it's appropriate to ask Bela. -Just let me...

Carnations. I told you.

She wants to switch places with me.

Do you mean...

reincarnation?

No, carnation.

She'll be me.

Only for a little bit.

-So she can fix our family. -Okay.

-There's nothing wrong with our family. -Never-never say yes.

Okay? Never, ever say yes, Bela.

You understand me?

She's lying.

We have to kill this thing.

Oh, great. Yeah, let's do that.

I mean, do we even know if that's possible?

I don't know. I don't know, Russ.

She's trying to take our daughter.

Can you fight? Help me?

Yes. Jesus.

Okay.

Well, you know who we should ask.

No.

She hired that medium, right?

-After your dad died. -Oh, the scammers?

-No. -Maybe they're professionals.

I mean, this is what they do for a living.

I mean, this is real.

Like, what are we gonna do, go to a church?

-We can go anywhere but there. -They'll c--

-They'll call a social worker. -Anywhere but my mom's.

-I want to see Grandma. -Yeah, I do, too.

Yeah. Your m-mom doesn't think it's a good idea, so...

You should hear what she has to say about you, Daddo.

Well, this is not about that.

Right, sorry.

Hey, Lindsay.

Oh, yeah, I'm not coming in today.

It's, um...

family emergency.

This doesn't...

actually happen to people.

You understand that, right?

I don't know if it's easier being a kid, but...

this is really hard.

Hi.

Is Uncle Frank dead?

I don't know.

I think so.

I didn't mean for that to happen.

Just wanted Mommy to love you again.

She does.

She loved Uncle Frank, too.

I know.

Sometimes grown-ups, they, um...

they fall in love with other people

even though they shouldn't.

But... Mom's always gonna love us.

We're gonna be fine.

Sorry.

Jesus.

Mm-mm.

I'm sorry.

Okay. Okay.

You can go, you can go right up there to where I can see you.

-Thanks, Daddo. -All right? Be careful.

Hey, you want to play termites?

How do you play?

You're the bug, and I try to squish you.

Wait.

I've got to go ask my Daddo first.

Okay, Bela. It's time to go.

Come on down.

Yeah. I see you.

Bela?

Daddo?

Daddo?

I've got you.

Little bug, little bug, little bug.

Oh, what's the matter, Bela?

Aren't you happy I made Uncle Frank go away?

No! I didn't ask for that!

Yes, you did.

I made him sparkle for you.

They're gonna know I'm gone!

No, they won't.

I'm sorry, Bela.

-Bela, can't we be friends? -No! Leave me alone!

Come on, Bela, let's play silly faces.

I'll be you and you'll be me.

It'll be fun.

Let me be human.

Bela!

-I got you. -Ow!

No, I don't want that, Lindsay.

I just-- I have to be here.

-Oh, a few days. -Did you see that?

-Is she all right? -What happened?

Actually, you know what? I don't give a fuck.

Bela! Bela!

Bela!

Bela!

Bela! Bela!

Bela!

Excuse me.

Bela!

Where is she?!

It took her down!

Come on, help me!

Help me!

Oh, God.

-Where is she?! -They're under here somewhere!

Bela!

Bela!

Where should we go, Bela?

Anywhere you want.

I want to go home!

Bela!

Should we see the ocean?

Please! Take me back!

Take me back!

Take me back, Other Mommy!

If you say so.

-Excuse us. Sorry. -Excuse me. Sorry.

Bela.

Bela!

Your parents are lying to you, Bela.

She wishes you never existed.

Bela! Honey.

-Mommy. -Bela. Honey.

Oh, my God.

Come here, Daddo.

I have no idea.

Hey, Mom, it's us. We're here.

Drive up and remove your socks.

See? I told you, she's lost her mind.

She's probably peeing in milk bottles up there.

Ew.

Mmm. Sounds yummy.

It's safe to come out now.

I needed your socks for the dogs.

Hi!

They have to accept your scent

before you can come in.

Guard dogs, Ruth?

Yeah, the crystals aren't doing the trick anymore?

I prefer a little more bite.

They're so pretty.

This house is protected.

My "scammer" friends are coming tomorrow.

They'll fix your problem.

You guys look like you could use a drink.

I meant to ask, how's Dad doing?

You two talk pretty regularly, I heard.

As a matter of fact, we do.

He was the love of my life.

Which is hard to find, as you know.

Fantastic. Not upsetting at all.

Tell him I said hi.

He asks about you.

He asking about me, too?

Hardly.

Is that where you keep your milk bottles, Grandma?

What's that, honey?

For your pee?

Your mother and I used to sit down here and talk.

Back when we talked at all.

People like to say you can't choose your family.

You're stuck with them for life.

You get older, you realize that's not exactly true.

No one's love is guaranteed.

It's always a choice.

You're not supposed to lie to the people you love.

Yeah, but we all do.

People you love are going to lie to you,

just like people who hurt you are gonna say they love you.

Other Mommy said

she can make it so I won't ever get hurt.

Oh, that's the biggest lie of all, isn't it?

What do you mean?

Nobody gets through life without a few scars, Bela.

That's what makes us powerful.

That's being human.

It's...

scary and it's beautiful.

And it hurts.

But we're lucky to do it.

Don't ever forget that.

I have some very powerful friends coming tomorrow.

They're not afraid of Other Mommy.

She'll be afraid of them.

Uh-oh. Cavalry's coming.

Want to see?

Where are my monitors?

All right, 10-4. I'm on it.

Be careful with those.

Well, it's nice to see you again, Ruth.

Considering the circumstances.

-Hello. -Hi.

I'm Lois Anthony.

I'm grateful to be here.

Yeah, well, we're-we're grateful.

Really.

I've helped a lot of people

in situations like yours.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Lois guided me when we lost Grandpa.

When she tells spirits what to do, they listen.

Keep bringing those in, please.

Poltergeists can throw objects up to 100 miles an hour.

What kind of a entity or...

wh-what-what do you think it is?

It's a trickster.

A corrupted energy seeking a host,

intruding from another plane.

Cool. Okay.

Keep this bracelet on.

It's gonna tell me how your body's reacting on the inside.

-Like my heart? -Yeah, exactly.

You'll be able to see if something goes inside of it?

Inside your heart?

It's probably nothing you did.

These monsters are always drawn to children

because of their innocence.

They slip through the cracks into our world,

but they need permission to exist.

As soon as Bela's innocence is broken,

the demon won't want her anymore.

So are you saying

we're supposed to make her less innocent?

No, no.

We're here to kill the monster.

We light this candle to ward off those that fear fire.

We pour this cup to ward off those that fear water.

Hmm.

We spill this salt...

...to ward off those that fear the earth.

Fucking dogs.

We wish to be heard by the entity known as Other Mommy.

No more hiding.

It's time for you to go.

We're not afraid of you, Other Mommy.

Your fun is over.

Caught that. Upstairs.

You don't belong here!

Mommy.

It's okay.

This girl is

under my protection.

We have the power here.

This is Bela's life, not yours.

Wow.

Wow, okay.

Motion sensors, zone four, upstairs hall.

What does that mean?

Oh, fuck. Zone two.

Downstairs now? How the fuck?

We ask that you move on from Bela.

She's tired. Her family is tired.

Do you see it, Brian?

No, still nothing.

Guys, it's gonna be all right!

I illuminate you!

We demand that you show yourself to us, Other Mommy!

Wait, what?!

Show yourself!

I want to leave.

Brave faces.

Brave faces, okay? This is why we came here.

Wait. Wait.

I think...

Whispering.

What do you see, honey?

Zone one! Right here! It's in here!

Switching to UV.

Go check for footprints.

Everything's okay.

We have Other Mommy right where we want her.

Oh, here.

Get out of here. Get out of here.

Get out-- Get out of here.

Get out of here.

Fuck!

She's here!

-Other Mommy! -No.

Oh, my God.

It's the mom.

Get rid of it!

No.

We did it!

Our first fucking ghost! It's real!

-I told you. I told you. -It's fucking real!

You fucks! You fakes!

Hey, come on.

Let's go, let's go!

Lois.

Lois.

Lois!

Come on! Go, go, go!

Did you think you could get rid of me?

I tried being your friend.

I'm sorry!

You've had your chance.

But I'm done asking nicely.

Bela! Bela!

-Here! -She's there?

-She's down here! -She's there!

Bela!

I don't know where to go.

Well...

...we can't keep bringing other people into this.

Sh-Should we just go home?

Yeah.

-May as well be comfortable. -Okay.

We still got that cookie dough in the freezer, right?

Okay.

We'll be fine, honey.

Come here.

Oh, God.

We left the lights on.

Are you kidding me?

Bela?

Tonight...

I think, in order to get through this,

we all need to be someone else.

What do you mean?

We're done running. This is our home.

I think we should dress up tonight.

Have a little party?

Can I wear some of your jewelry?

You can wear all of my jewelry.

Just...

like that.

Okay.

Bring this to Mommy.

Surprise her and tell her she can put the broom down, okay?

-Okay. -Okay.

Can I try it?

Go for it.

-I like it. -Okay.

♪ I got your name on a matchbook... ♪

Daddo says to put the broom down.

Happy to.

-Ah, cheers. -Cheers.

Mm.

Think we have enough?

Yeah.

I bet she's shaking in her boots.

Well, this is everything we got.

What do you think?

Does Mom look like a badass?

I think you do.

I am, uh, trying to choose between

the crowbar and...

...cleaver? I don't know.

You hear that?

You know this song.

Wait a second. Is he gonna...?

At a time like this?

How could he? How dare he?

♪ Time can't afford no time... ♪

-Oh, no. -Crazy.

Turn the volume up!

♪ Someday maybe ♪

♪ Boy meets girl... ♪

Come on, Bela.

You want to dance with Daddo?

♪ Boy meets girl... ♪

Come on.

It's okay, Daddo.

You guys can stop pretending.

Yeah. Okay.

Okay.

Why don't you...

...pick one you like?

-Your cleaver. -Thank you.

I'm actually really scared.

I'm glad you said it.

Same team.

Always.

Bela, stay right...

-Daddo! -Get under!

Come on!

Bela, Bela.

Oh!

Down in the basement.

Go! Go!

Don't let them

break your heart, Bela.

Mommy!

What do we do now?!

We have to tell her!

The innocence bullshit?! That's not gonna work!

Okay!

Okay, do it!

Do it!

I was married to someone else when I got pregnant.

I wasn't planning on having a child.

I wasn't planning on anything.

And that's when I met Daddo.

Oh, but he made me laugh. Oh, he made me laugh.

Not-not the fake kind, you know?

The real kind.

And it caught me off guard.

And I thought,

"Oh, maybe I could...

I could s-- I could start again."

And then when we found out I was pregnant,

we both cried, but...

...not for the same reason.

Daddo is not your real father, Bela.

But he stayed.

Oh, he wanted you.

He wanted to be a father.

And I...

I didn't know how to say that I didn't.

I never wanted to be a mother.

Oh, I wanted to be free.

Not because I didn't love you.

Oh, God, I do.

I love you.

But because loving you meant losing pieces of myself

that I wasn't ready to give up.

I'm sorry.

For the lie. For all of it.

For not being the kind of mother you deserve.

But that's it.

That's finally the truth.

No!

-Oh. -Bela.

I hate you!

Bela. Bela.

I'm still your Daddo.

No, you're not.

No. No!

It's not safe. It's not safe!

Y-You're still here?

I'm sorry, Other Mommy.

Please. I don't want to be here.

I'll say yes. Please!

I'm ready, I swear.

Please, Other Mommy.

Please, Other Mommy.

I'll do anything.

Just don't leave me alone.

Maybe there's something left to save.

I didn't think it would be this hard.

It's so much easier where I'm from.

You'll like it there.

What do I have to do?

Just a hug.

And you say yes.

Bela, can I go inside your heart?

I'm scared.

Shh.

I'll make sure nobody ever hurts you again.

Well, that's the biggest lie of all, isn't it?

Nobody gets through life without a few scars, Bela.

You get to pick who you want to let into your heart

and who you want to keep out.

That's what makes us powerful.

That's being human.

You'll never be sad like them.

You'll never be a liar like them.

But I am a liar like them.

I don't want you!

I choose no!

No, Other Mommy.

You stupid,

broken child.

They'll never love you like I did, Bela.

No, Other Mommy!

No!

No!

Every time you look at her, you'll think of me.

You can play happy family.

But it'll just be pretend.

Good night, Other Mommy.

Bela! Bela!

-Mommy! -Oh, God.

We'll fix it.

We'll fix it, Bela.

There's no more lies.

Daddo.

Hello and good morning.

My name is Isabela Martin,

and this is "The Story of Me."

I'm very excited to make new friends this year at school.

There's a song I used to sing about friends.

It says, "New friends are silver.

Old friends are gold."

All my old friends are gone.

I'm not allowed to talk about my summer.

The police finally stopped coming to our house.

I live with my mom and dad...

...Ursula Martin and Russell Martin.

Something special about me is my zipper.

My mom has one, too.

-All right. -Hey, honey.

Does it still hurt?

Oh, God, no. It just itches.

How are you gonna tell people you got yours?

Well, I don't know.

I guess I'm gonna have to make something up.

Okay, that looks good.

My mom and my dad

-love each other very much. -Guess what.

Everybody survived. Mwah.

We are a very happy family.

♪ Oh, yes ♪

♪ I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Pretending that I'm doing well ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ My need is such ♪

♪ I pretend too much ♪

♪ I'm lonely, but no one can tell ♪

♪ Oh, yes ♪

♪ I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Adrift in a world of my own ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ I play the game ♪

♪ But to my real shame ♪

♪ You've left me to dream all alone ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Too real is this feeling ♪

♪ Of make-believe ♪

♪ Too real when I feel ♪

♪ What my heart can't conceal ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Yes, I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Just laughing and gay ♪

♪ Like a clown ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ I seem to be ♪

♪ What I'm not, you see ♪

♪ I'm wearing my heart ♪

♪ Like a crown ♪

♪ Pretending that you're still around ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Too real is this feeling ♪

♪ Of make-believe ♪

♪ Too real when I feel ♪

♪ What my heart can't conceal ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Yes, I'm the great pretender ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Just laughing and gay ♪

♪ Like a clown ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

♪ I seem to be ♪

♪ What I'm not, you see ♪

♪ I'm wearing my heart ♪

♪ Like a crown ♪

♪ Pretending ♪

♪ That you're still around ♪

♪ Still around. ♪

Shh.