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[grunts]

- Jane.

Oh, thank God!

- How long was I out?

- PAUL: Just maybe, maybe a few hours.

- Where are we?

- A cave.

I found some shelter.

We should be protected here.

- It's so dark.

- Yeah, it's a little freaky, but...

we'll be fine.

- Thank you...

for getting me out of there.

- No worries.

I need to tell you something, Jane.

After...

I left you... at the gate,

I changed my seat.

I saw your ticket and I changed my seat to sit next to you.

Well, no one's ever changed their seats for me before.

I'm not a... stalker.

- Mm. - [chuckles]

I just...

was smitten...

the moment I saw you.

- I... I wanna tell you something.

The reason I did this...

is complicated and...

and, I guess, at the same time, it isn't, you know.

I don't really know where to begin. - You don't have to, Jane.

- Everybody loves Christmas, right?

- I guess.

- I loved it.

I loved that feeling that you would get on Christmas morning.

I guess everybody does.

I would wake up early before my parents.

The house would be dark.

And I would sneak downstairs.

A lot of presents would be wrapped neatly under the tree

and my mom would write, "From Santa" on each one.

I was just... I was one of those kids who believed, like, truly believed...

in him...

in Christmas...

that life was good and fair to everyone who was good.

[gunshot]

[breathing heavily]

Daddy?

Daddy?

- Jane. I'm so sorry.

- Our choice.

- Memories go both ways, though.

You must have some good memories of your dad.

- Yeah. Lot's actually. - Yeah?

He used to call me Pumpkin.

I miss that.

Nobody calls me Pumpkin anymore.

And he would lift me up and let me put the star

right on top of the tree when we were done decorating.

He gave me this... the night before he died.

- Oh, my God!

- You should feel special.

I've never let anyone hold that before.

- It's beautiful.

You know, it's funny...

how one bad memory...

will weigh on you for a lifetime...

but a thousand good ones, they just seem to...

drift away.

- Maybe I should have seen it coming.

- You were a kid, Jane.

- I know. I know, it's absurd...

but it's just the way you start to think after a while.

- Yeah.

- Every shrink says the same thing, "Don't beat yourself up,

you were 10, Jane."

- So, then, why can't you forgive yourself?

- The hole in his head...

I was... I was too young to see that.

- Some moments we just...

can't unsee.

- Thank you.

[upbeat music]

[thunder rumbling]

Yes, it's getting pretty bad out there.

- [Jane sighs] - [grunts]

- You OK? - Yeah.

- Is it your chest? - No, no, I'm good.

- No, let me see. - No, I'm fine.

- Let me see.

[sighs]

Oh, my God!

- Does it hurt? - No, it's, it's fine.

- It doesn't really look fine. - No, I'm fine. Let's go.

- All right... Um, maybe we just wait until tomorrow.

- No, I think we should go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, maybe that's...

maybe that's...

[grunts]

[whimpering]

We...

We still have the pills.

Is it enough for two?

- Enough for what?

- Our exit strategy.