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Carla, can you watch my cars?

Go. I'll cover you.

Charlie.

I thought you were driving
your clients in Kennebunkport.

A driver in their lives
and a passenger in my own?

That's no way to spend a week, Jo.

Or a life.

I want to drive you...

...our children...

down the coast, on vacation,
across the country for the summer...

Spend the holidays
at the cabin in Colorado.

Every day will feel like Christmas,
waking up next to you.

I see you, Jo. All of you.

I see our future.

I see us hitting the road right now
and never looking back.

All you have to do...

...is say yes.

Charlie.

I...

Get in my car.

- I thought you wanted this.
- I did.

Well, what changed?

I won't give you my hand
until I've seen it.

You will, I told you that.

You say that you want me
to be their mother,

but I've never met them.

You say that you're saving them,
you're giving them a home,

but I've never seen it.

You will see Christmasland,
the minute you say yes.

You didn't up and decide
to quit driving today.

You haven't been driving for months.
Not in Kennebunkport this week...

I was buying you a ring.

Not in Providence last week,

or New York last month,
or Virginia the month before that.

Don't.

I was there. And you weren't.

You promised me
you'd never spy on me.

And you promised me
that you would never lie.

So tell me the truth.

What are you doing
to those poor children?

I'm never going
to see Christmasland...

...because then I would know.

What you're doing.
Who you really are.

I'm their father.

I provide them
with joy people only dream about

and I'm offering you the same thing
because I love you.

You love this car.

You drive it away and you only
ever come back to refill its tank.

Or is it the other way around?

Open the doors.

You want to know
what changed, Charlie?

You.

You did.

Come on!

Damn it!

Jolene...

How would you describe your pain
since you arrived at the hospital,

on a scale of one to ten?

- Ten.
- Any blurred vision or migraines?

Just the occasional headache.

Have you experienced any
hallucinations, auditory or visual?

No.

Have you suffered panic attacks
or depression in the past 30 days?

None of those, no.

Have you had any suicidal thoughts
or desires in the past year?

No.

Can you blink for me, Miss McQueen?

There's fluid that's built up
behind your retina

and we see that a lot in cases
of central serous retinopathy,

but I'd expect
that you'd be experiencing

quite a bit more pain
than you're feeling.

McQueens are tough.

Victoria,

I was hoping to start by having you
answer a question for me.

Who is Charlie Manx?

Like I told the other doctors, I'm
seeing things much more clearly now.

I believe the ophthalmologist came
to a different conclusion, but...

I feel a lot better, thanks to her
and everyone else who checked me out.

And school started up and I have
a portfolio I have to finish.

There's really no need
to waste anyone's time.

Why don't you want to tell me
who he is?

I already told the police
everything I know.

You know, sometimes
when the pain gets to be too much,

people create a fictional reality
to escape it.

So, who is Charlie Manx?

The man who put Maggie in hospital.

I should be holding her hand
as she goes into surgery.

She has a team of doctors to help her
and so do you.

Why is it so hard for you
to accept help?

I don't...

Are you more accustomed
to caring for yourself?

I'm not the one hurting here.
Maggie is and she needs me.

I'm authorized
under Massachusetts state law

to extend your stay by up to 90 days.

Those are the terms of your
conditional voluntary commitment.

- That's what you signed up for.
- No, I didn't sign up for this.

Did someone force you
to commit yourself?

Oh, my God, no.
That's not what I meant. Jesus.

But you did feel pressured into it?
Is that right?

By who?

Your father?

I'm 18.

I signed it.

OK.

I think that's enough for now.
Why don't you go on and...

Yeah.

I'm sorry, should I come back?

There. I'll only be
a few more seconds.

The reception is crap in here, but...
you hit the roommate jackpot, kid.

Lady hasn't said boo in ages.

Charlie...

Manx.

How do you know his name?

Did my friend Maggie come to see you?

Maggie, a girl with purple hair
and Scrabble tile earrings?

Did Charlie Manx put you in here?

Are you a strong creative?

Do you know about Christmasland?

Can you get me there?

It's that time, ladies.

Name and date of birth?

Vic McQueen. Victoria.

May 21st, 1994.

No. The doctor didn't mention
any medication to me.

He gave you 2mg
of lorazepam,

and 25mg of Imitrex.

Bottoms up.

Failure to comply
can extend your stay here.

Jolene knows the drill.
She never gives me any problems.

Hello, Miss July.

It's Thursday.
I've got your evening cocktail.

Come on, now, Miss July.
You're usually up for a nightcap.

Is she a bad influence on you?

Come on, come on.

We can do this the other way.

Oh, no, she...

Did she take her pills?

Yeah, right after you left
she took them.

Interfering with another patient's
medication schedule

can extend your stay, too.

Well, they think I'm nuts,
not an addict, so...

She took them.
You're going to double-dose her.

She's a paranoid schizophrenic.

If she missed a dose
it won't stay a secret long,

and you'll be the one
sleeping next to her all night.

OK, then.

Lights out.

How did you sleep?

The meds you prescribed
knocked me right out.

Your anxiety and pain
have gone untreated up until now.

I think it should provide
some welcome relief.

So I spoke
to Miss Leigh's surgeon this morning.

They repaired her fractured kneecap
and torn ACL,

along with her other injuries.

She's got a long road ahead
but they expect a full recovery.

So you have no one to worry about.

And nowhere else you need to be.

Tell me about art school.

I don't know much about art.

I wish I did. However,
even I can see you are talented.

Oh, my God...

Who is the man in the painting?

I just want to understand

why art school is
so important to you.

Why? Because I'm good at it.
And it's my way out of Haverhill.

Why do you need
a way out of Haverhill?

It beats getting knocked up
and married,

living my whole life
in the same town,

working some crap job
and then drinking myself to death.

Did your parents grow up
in Haverhill?

They had you young.
That can be hard on the parents.

And the child.

No harder than anyone else has it.

But art would make things easier?

It always made the world go quiet.

When things got noisy at home?

They fought. Yeah.

Did it ever get physical?

Nothing we talk about in here
will ever be said outside this room.

OK?

Did it ever get physical?

Did your father hit your mother?

She was no saint either, trust me.

Was there something she could do
to make her responsible

for your father's violence?

She was responsible for her.
She slapped me around plenty.

Did your father ever hit you?

No. God, no, never.

Never.

It's not uncommon for a woman who has
been victimized by her husband

to then victimize her children.

We're not victims.

We're not.

It hardly ever happened.
Only after a bender.

Do you think alcohol excuses abuse?

It's a psych ward, Ma.
You can't catch anything here.

People check into hospitals
feeling great every day, Vicky,

and then they check out
with pseudomonas.

OK, this should get you through.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Honestly, I don't know
how you sleep in that room.

All that crap gave me
the heebie jeebies.

Did Dad say anything?

No, it was just Tiffany there.

If he's not with her, where is he?

A bar, probably.

- That's his excuse?
- Yeah.

You know you never need one
to come home, right?

- Thanks for bringing this by, Ma.
- Yep.

I can't be late.

The boss hates it
when his girls are late.

You need something in there?

I need my skates
or I can't get to work.

OK.

Get my skates and we can leave.

Ready? OK.

One, two, three...

Can this get us into Christmasland?

Hurry up or we'll be late.

How fast do you need to go?

Fast.

Appreciate the jailbreak, kid.

- Where are we?
- The dark tunnels.

Stop here.

This is your knife?

Wasn't always.

Is, now.

I didn't know you could have more.
I thought my dirt bike was it.

I thought the same
after Charlie stole my skates,

left me bedridden, hopeless...

That chair found me
and got me moving again,

until I was too weak
to get it up to speed.

You travel along the Shorter Way?

My bridge. Yeah.

Did Maggie tell you that?

We're all magicians
with different tricks.

What's yours?

It helps me find lost things.

Lost children?

It couldn't find my friend
after Manx took her to Christmasland.

I was hoping maybe with your help
you could get me inside.

There's something you should see.

Every one of them
is in Christmasland.

I've been tracking Charlie
since the '50s.

Not one of these kids
has been seen since.

There's got to be a way in.

Sure, in the trunk of his Wraith.

You don't want to take that ride.

There isn't a strong creative
in the entire world of thought

who has seen Christmasland
besides Manx.

Not even me.

Your friend is gone. I'm sorry.

I know how hard that is to hear.

Is one of them yours?

Come with me.

You never told me what yours is.

Your magic trick.

Up for a ride?

Jolene.

Damn!

I know you're there, Jolene.

I can smell you,
you dirty little whore.

Oh, my God.

Give it a minute.

That was... God...
I've never felt so...

Free?

I bet you feel the same
on your bridge, don't you?

Yeah.

I tell you, kid, it never gets old.

But Manx did.

Right in front of me,
after you destroyed his car.

Just the engine.

Best I could do.

Should slow him down for a bit.

If you want to stop Charlie,

you have to destroy the Wraith.

OK.

Well, when we get back,

we can find it together.

Me, you, Maggie...

My fight's long over.

He won.

- Every time, he won.
- No.

And I'm tired.

But I couldn't rest...

...until I knew
someone could pick up the fight.

- Now I do.
- No, I couldn't even save Haley.

Then you save the next one.

You're powerful enough, Vic.

You just met me.
You haven't even seen what I can do.

He visited me.

I haven't seen him in years.

And there he was...

...standing in my room,
asking me if I knew...

the Shorter Way.

I don't need to see what you can do.

I saw it in Charlie's eyes.

He fears you.

When you get back, tell the doctors
what they need to hear.

They'll let you go with some pills,
tell you they'll help.

They won't.

They'll dull your mind
and your knife.

You need to keep at full strength

to take on Charlie.

You're not coming back?

I never had kids.

I always thought I would.

There was a time when I thought
Charlie would be their father.

I knew him before.

He was handsome, charming,

sweet, even.

But every strong creative
pays a price.

And Charlie paid
the steepest price of all.

His soul.

Deep down, I knew it.

What he was.

I didn't want to see it, because...

I loved him.

That was my excuse.

Kill him.

For me...

...for them...

...for Haley...

...for the next one.

Or the cycle will go on forever.

I've thought about your question,
Doctor, and why I didn't answer it.

My question about your father?

Your first question -
who is Charlie Manx?

I knew the answer when you asked it,

but I wasn't ready to say it
out loud, to face the reality.

But I am, now, I think.

The truth is,
Charlie Manx isn't a real man.

He doesn't drive a real car
or live in the real world.

He lives in Christmasland.

A figment of imagination,
just like my bridge.

When I felt lost I would imagine it
and it would appear...

...and when I went over,

I felt different
than I'd ever felt in my life.

Like I... left reality behind,
and had been transported to a world

where anything you can imagine
is possible.

A world of thought.

Right. Like... when you paint?

That was his face in my print.

Not the face of the man
I saw at the bus station,

but the face of the real
Charlie Manx, a soulless monster.

I believed I was the only one
with the power to stop him.

I believed I needed
to find a way into Christmasland,

so I could kill Charlie Manx
and save them all.

I wasn't going to stop
until I did it, no matter the cost.

That was my reality.

But the truth is, all I've been
trying to do is escape my reality.

Where Hayley is gone,
and isn't coming back.

Where Maggie was run over
and nearly died,

where I don't have the power
to save anyone.

You know, watching...

...watching the people I love
in pain got to be too much,

so I just...

I created a fictional reality
to escape it.

Just like you said.

But if you knew
what you said was fiction,

why didn't you tell the police
the truth three days ago?

I didn't know it was the truth
three days ago.

But I do now, thanks to you.

So if it's alright with you...

I'd like to go back to school
and finish my portfolio.

You know...

I'll sign your release.
Under two conditions.

You fill a prescription
for lorazepam,

and you remove yourself
from your current living situation.

I need to be certain
I'm releasing you

into a safe environment.

You are.

I told you, he never hit me.
It's safe.

But it's my job to look out
for your emotional health

as well as physical, Miss McQueen.

I know where I can stay.

Can I go?

Victoria, listen to me.

There's nothing you can do
to save your father, either.

Am I free to go?

OK, here we go. Slow.

Nice and take it easy. Here you go.

I got her.

You'll need to sign
your discharge papers before you go.

- Careful, careful.
- Sorry.

I wanted to be here
but they wouldn't let me out.

I told you they would think
you were crazy. You didn't listen.

Well, neither did you.

I ditched you for a reason.
He said come alone.

- You should have listened.
- Yeah, and let you have all the fun?

By the time I got to you, you were...

And I didn't... I didn't know if...

I'm still here.

Mostly.

We're going to kill him.

For what he did to you, to Daniel,
to Haley... and I know how.

I was roomed with Jolene.

The old woman you met.
Her inscape took us someplace.

All we have to do is destroy
the Wraith. I saw it, Maggie.

- He got old...
- Destroy the Wraith?

Look at me, Vic.

Six pins holding my knee together.
It hurts just to breathe.

And that car ran me down on its own.

If you think you can destroy it
you need to check yourself back in.

OK, ask your bag, then.

If you don't believe me, ask it
whether we can kill Manx.

I'm not asking the bag another thing.
The last answer nearly killed me.

Maggie...

I never should have even
dragged you into this mess.

I came to you. Remember?
And you came here for Daniel.

You cannot...
You can't just give up on him now.

I saw him.

While I was on the ground, bleeding,
Daniel was looking down at me.

His teeth were like razors.

And blood was pouring
out of his mouth.

Next thing,
I was waking up in recovery,

and it wasn't the anesthesia,
it was the Wraith.

When that car hit me,
it showed him to me,

and it wasn't a nightmare.

It was real.

And you've seen it, too.

With Haley.

- We can save them.
- They are gone.

They're not coming back.

Manx will keep taking children
unless someone tries to stop him.

Jolene tried.

Take your meds,
finish your portfolio, go to college.

That's all you need to do.

But I need to go home.

See you around, Brat.