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At the end of high school,

I fell in love with a substitute English teacher.

It was quite a scandal.

Corin didn't start out a bad guy, though.

We were together about 10 years and we had two kids.

And then he fell in love with someone in a Starbucks,

and moved to Palo Alto, California.

Kind of severed relations with the three of us.

My parents, if I were defending them, which I'm not,

had said, back in the day, that he had an "impatient eye."

They didn't like him.

Week I left, things escalated.

My parents cursed at me, which was, like, crazy unusual.

And it ended, one afternoon, very badly.

I left at 19, haven't spoken to my parents in 15 years.

Whatever. That's just the history.

Recently, my parents looked me up on the Internet.

Asked to meet their grandchildren.

Spend a week with them.

I looked my parents up, they have a counseling website.

People love them.

Ironically, they counsel people, which is a hoot.

Whatever. I told the kids. They said they wanted to go.

I told them I didn't want them to go.

They said they were gonna go anyway.

They're brats. What can I tell you?

And my 15-year-old wants to make a documentary about this.

Wait, wait, wait. Go back.

Um, describe the events on the day you left your parents' farm at 19.

I did something I don't choose to tell you.

If they choose to tell you, that's their right. Okay?

I want to do this for you.

Listen, they're good people.

Ask them.

Can I be done with my part? I still got to get you guys packed.

I'm on the text with two separate girls.

It's important you put the word "separate" in there,

in case we thought they were conjoined twins.

Explain "on the text"?

In communication, nothing more.

No, they're on deck.

You are 13! There's no deck to be on.

I've seen him in the shower. That's eerily accurate.

You don't even have boobs!

Hey, stop, both of you!

I need to text.

It's one week.

Your phones won't work all the way out there.

You'll be home Saturday.

Are you holding my camera properly?

Swerve, girl. Okay?

Oh.

Our mother, Loretta Jamison,

is dating an eligible and rather rakish-looking man

named Miguel Diego Torres.

He's in love with her.

We've decided to promote this union by giving them time.

They're going on a trip. Mmm-hmm.

A Royal Caribbean cruise.

Your basic beach cruise.

We're visiting our grandparents, whom we have never seen.

We don't know their temperament or their proclivities.

Yeah.

And, we don't even know what they like.

They, they could be scrapbookers.

They could think boy bands are cute.

Ticket?

Two for Masonville, PA.

Our grandparents are meeting us.

You a film prodigy?

You know, I used to be a pretty good actor.

Oh, my camera light's blinking.

"I am disgraced, impeached and baffled here."

Battery pack is low.

"Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear."

Oh, oh, unfortunately, I'm just going to have to shut the camera off.

Since our father left, my brother's had a preoccupation with germs.

The psychologist we saw for a month

said it was his way of controlling things.

Girl, I'm chilling again I'm feeling again

I'm like Iron Man and Batman I'm a hero again

Oh, you think I'm little but last month

I grew an inch and a quarter again

You think you're too good for me But that's really a joke

'Cause, see, that doesn't bother me

'Cause I'm not a sensitive bloke

Oh, now, in the end, you'll be in my bed We won't be just friends

You'll write inappropriate texts And hit "Send"

We share a Starbucks Frappuccino blend

And see, this isn't just philosophy It's based on science, you see

Mr. Singh, my pediatrician Just confirmed for me

You tall skanks I'm going through puberty

Ho!

Ooh! Whoo!

Pound.

Whoa.

Maybe I can rap at the end of your documentary.

Right, because that's how all Oscar-winning documentaries end.

With songs of misogyny.

This is where our mom grew up.

When she left, she thought she was with the man of her dreams.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Becca, right? Yeah? - Oh!

Becca Jamison.

This is Marja Bella Jamison.

Uh, my Nana.

She's a good cook.

And we have the same eyes.

And this is Fredrick Spencer Jamison.

My Pop Pop.

He's a farmer now, but they also volunteer as counselors.

How do you feel about your new grandparents, Tyler?

It's all good.

They don't even know who One Direction is, so...

Nana, did you make these pretzels?

Yes, I did.

Thank you so much.

Here we are.

Tyler, look! It's Mom's tree swing.

Okay, on camera, tell us what Mom told you.

She used to wait out here on this

when her friends would come over.

This is the perfect cinematic image to open the documentary.

Go near it.

Wait! Wait, don't touch it.

Just let it organically swing.

We're entering the home that Mom grew up in.

Look!

Look, there's the clock that she told us about.

Do you play sports?

I don't like sports.

He used to.

What do you do?

Why are your pants so low?

I rap.

It's a form of modern poetry.

If you give him a topic,

he'll extemporaneously rhyme on the subject.

His stage nom de plume is "T-Diamond Stylus."

Go ahead, Nana, give him anything.

Is food okay? I like food.

Yeah. Of course.

How about...

Pineapple upside-down cake?

Yeah. Sure, why not? Okay.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

Got it. Okay.

The girls, they like me

They think I'm sweet like candy

One girl looked at me Like I was a Hershey bar

Her name was Angie

And a few tall girls They just looked at me blankly

So here's the thing You got to understand about me

I got more rhymes Than a beehive has bees

So it didn't surprise, confuse Or make me say "For heaven's sake"

When a Hawaiian girl With a balance disorder said

"You remind me of a pineapple upside-down cake"

Ho!

Whoa!

Yes, sir!

Yeah?

Mom's room.

It's not fancy.

I call the main bed.

No pre-calls!

No, no, I got here first!

No, no, no!

Rock-paper-scissors?

Okay.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

Do it again.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

Have a nice rest all the way over there.

You guys are good kids.

This is gonna be a great week.

By the way, there's mold in the basement.

We don't want you guys to get sick.

I got, like, no bars!

None!

Just keep unpacking.

No, don't look at the camera.

There we go.

This is so beautiful.

Stop looking at the cam...

Just unpack like you normally would. But I'm not here, okay?

Just be... Be natural.

Is this natural enough?

You're such an idiot.

These are the people in Nana and Pop Pop's life.

I have to burn them a little.

Not too much. Just a skosh.

So, where are they now?

Outside, by the chicken coops.

How are they?

Don't answer that, I don't care.

Are they being nice? Have they said anything nasty about me?

Don't answer that.

Ah! This is like a divorce settlement.

They get you for one week every 15 years, and we try to be civil.

Mom, we talked about this.

We made a decision.

You go. We're having a great time.

Yeah. You should go, okay?

You won't be so grumpy when you get back.

Jacques Cousteau over here wants to go buy swimsuits.

We're headed for the dock in a few hours! There you go!

Hey, Miguel. Morning.

I can't believe I'm doing this!

A Walmart sales associate's gonna be

on the world's largest cruise ship!

I hate you spoiled brats.

We hate you, too. We hate you, too.

We're looking for visual tension.

Things that pull the frame,

things that force us to imagine what is beyond the frame.

Record only what is happening to you as a participant,

and we'll discuss what "mise-en-scène" is tomorrow.

So, I'm, like, co-director now?

"B Camera Operator" will be your official title.

This is the first camera that Mom found in the damaged goods bin.

Just try to be formal, as in classicism. Moments that are...

Hi, Pop Pop!

Hi, Pop Pop.

Pop Pop!

What's in the shed, Becca?

Okay.

I've decided to use female pop singers' names

instead of cursing, from now on.

Why?

I think it would sound better.

Like, if I stubbed my toe, I'd say "Ah, Shakira!"

Ah, you're strange.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. We're great, Pop Pop.

I have not seen your Nana this happy in years.

Becca, T-Diamond Stylus, we're old people.

Bedtime here is 9:30. Yeah.

See you in the morning.

9:30? 9:30.

Oh, God. 9:30.

This is gonna be fun.

No Wi-Fi at 9:30.

I want more cookies. She was right about the burnt walnuts.

So, go get some.

Well, it's past 9:30. I don't want to wake them.

Oh, just be quiet. They're old, they won't hear anything.

I've wanted to spend time with you for so long, Nana.

Seriously, that makes me want to cry.

You can teach me all of your cooking secrets.

Are you consciously aware that that's my intention?

I hate sappy movies. I find them torturous.

That smells so good, Nana.

I think it looks good.

I've decided to use Mom's favorite musical soundtrack.

It's so over the top, it'll be her presence in the documentary.

Counter-point to the quiet drama.

This'll be ironic scoring.

You're gonna be alone your whole life, aren't you?

Yeah, like Miss Porter, the gym teacher.

Oh, and, um...

By the way, how is this helpful?

Oh, snap!

That's a little candy for the ladies.

I can't sleep.

I need Nana's cookies.

I'm gonna turn a personal addiction

into a positive cinematic moment.

Mom, I'm retracing the steps

of how you might have snuck out

of your room and stolen Nana's cookies.

Tyler?

Tyler, wake up.

T-Diamond, Nana's sick.

And that's the camera.

So, then you put the videos on the Internet.

So I have four freestyle videos.

One of them has 347 hits.

You're both so talented.

Do you know who Tyler, The Creator is?

No.

Well, I got that kind of sound.

Mmm. People say.

Come, Becca, darling. Eat.

Pop Pop.

Pop Pop?

You need me?

Your grandmother's fine.

She had a little bit of a stomach flu last night.

Must have been a 24-hour thing.

I knew it was something like that.

She's an old lady, Becca.

She gets sick sometimes.

Yeah, of course.

Tyler!

Pop Pop said he'd take us into town this afternoon

to shoot some of Mom's old hangouts.

Tyler?

You can play hide-and-seek down here.

There's, um... There's lots of visual tension.

Mom's hide-and-seek place.

You better hide, my ethnically confused friend.

One Mississippi.

Two Mississippi.

Three Mississippi.

Four Mississippi.

Five Mississippi!

Ready or not, here I come!

I see you, you little pudge.

I'll have to use strategy.

He's faster, but I'm smarter by at least two standard deviations.

Here I come!

Right past me.

Becca?

Becca?

Here I come, Tyler! Here I come!

Tyler?

Tyler!

I'm gonna get you!

I'm coming to get you, Becca!

I'm making chicken pot pie.

What the hell was that?

Can I help you?

Hi, I'm Doctor Sam.

I work at the hospital where your grandparents counsel.

You must be Becca.

Are you making a movie?

I used to be an actor back in my day.

"Life's but a walking shadow,

"a poor player that struts and frets his hour..."

Did you want to talk to Nana and Pop Pop?

Yes. Are they around?

No, they're taking a walk, I think. You just missed them.

Okay. Well, tell them I stopped by.

They were supposed to volunteer a few days ago.

I tried calling.

I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.

I think the volunteer stuff is getting too stressful for them,

although they won't admit it.

Oh, they're fine.

Well, glad to hear it.

Tell them there's a lot of excitement down at the hospital.

I can't wait to tell them. I know they love gossip.

I'll tell them. Nice to meet you.

12:15 p.m. Tuesday.

Tyler Jamison, known to most ladies as T-Diamond Stylus,

investigates what is in the shed.

This is an isolated farm. People sneaking around.

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

I'm gonna go to the shed.

Ugh!

Smells like ass in here.

Um...

I'm moving closer to the suspicious pile.

Ugh, shit!

Ah, God damn it!

Ugh, Sarah McLachlan!

Tyler.

What the hell, Nana?

Your Pop Pop has incontinence.

He hides his accidents in the shed,

and then I think he burns them out in the field.

He's such a physical man, he gets ashamed.

You must be disappointed in your grandparents.

I'm sorry we ruined things.

We're really trying.

I'll make you some bread pudding.

Are we okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good, Nana.

Good.

My mom's a classic narrative character.

She says things like, "Things don't work out for me,"

and then makes it happen.

She needs the elixir, or all of her relationships will fall apart.

Becca.

Pop Pop, we play this game where you have to point to a building,

and you have to say who lives there and what they secretly do.

Becca, do that police station.

A police officer named Jerry works there,

but he never comes in to work, he never answers the phone,

because all he really wants to do is be a Latin dancer.

Ooh, okay, I'll go.

That huge brick building back there is a sneaker factory,

and a woman named Sally works there.

Oh, that's Maple Shade, actually.

Yeah, Mom said you guys volunteer there.

Yeah, every Tuesday and Thursday.

They're good people, just nobody there to take care of them.

I have to find my Maple Shade badge and we'll visit.

Join us on a journey into young Loretta Jamison's past.

This was young Loretta's high school.

Young Loretta and her friends used to hang out at this sign.

We will now go around to the back,

to catch a glimpse of young,

mischievous Loretta's locker through a window.

Pop Pop, was Mom a good student?

We have to go. That fellow keeps staring at us.

He's not, Pop Pop.

Damn it, he keeps stopping.

Pop Pop? Pretending like he's not watching.

What are you doing? Pop Pop, stop! Hey.

Hey! Stop following me.

- He's following me! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I'm not following you, man! I don't know you!

Stop following me! You cross-eyed bastard!

Pop Pop! You're hurting him!

Get off me!

Hey.

What's your problem?

Tyler...

He doesn't know you, Pop Pop.

Oh, man. Yeah, my mistake.

I'm fine, I'm...

I'm sorry.

That was crazy! He's as strong as a wrestler!

He's old. They get confused.

Don't freak out. Old people get paranoid.

And he's a country guy. All he does is chop wood.

Hey, you still don't want to talk about it?

What is that?

Okay, we think there's someone outside the door.

It's 10:47.

Open the door, Becca.

No way.

Okay, keep recording this.

Come on, let's see what's out there.

No, something's wrong.

I'm opening the door, Becca.

I'm opening the door now, Becca.

I don't think you should.

Here I go. I'm gonna open the door.

Open it, then! Why do you keep talking about it?

Close the door, close the door!

Ugh!

Jesus, Becca, I'm blind!

Pop Pop?

Pop Pop?

I gotta tell you the truth. She has a diagnosed disorder.

Apparently, many elderly people have it.

Why was she throwing up like that?

Well, sometimes she gets it in her head that she ate something,

and it's inside her.

And trying to crawl out.

It's called Sundowning. It's a kind of dementia.

It's triggered by nightfall.

This is real?

It's like somebody talking in their sleep is how I was explained it.

It's probably best that we just call it a rule

that you two shouldn't come out of your room after 9:30 p.m.

Deal?

Is that a deal?

Yeah, yeah. It's fine.

I'm sorry about this.

You must not be happy now.

It's okay, Pop Pop. I'm okay. We're just here till Saturday.

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, I've got to catch the train to go to the costume party.

Pop Pop, I think you're mixing up something.

Huh?

Oh, man.

Oh, man. What a...

What a bunch of confused old fools

your grandparents turned out to be.

That's all right. It's okay.

Don't worry about it. Yeah.

- Okay? - Okay. Yeah.

It's okay. Right. Yeah.

Good morning, Cecil B. DeMille.

He was a great director.

I made you cheddar biscuits, dear.

Was the old coot getting ready for the costume party again?

Yeah, he was.

He's crazy.

I'm just doing some chores in the barn. I'll be in in a minute.

Something happened to your computer.

I spilled some biscuit batter on it.

I tried to clean it with cleaner.

I'm sorry.

She's weird during the day,

and then gets even weirder at night?

I'm telling you it's okay.

I downloaded the definition of "Sundowning."

You wouldn't understand half the words

I'm reading. The word "YOLO" isn't in it.

It's got to do with neurological reactions

to sunshine and moonlight.

It's literally a chemical reaction.

"Sundown Syndrome: a term for disorientation, agitation,

"a general worsening of mental symptoms,

"classically described in the elderly at dusk or nightfall."

It's normal old-age problems.

People are scared of old people for no reason.

What about the computer?

The only thing messed up is the computer camera.

There's something else going on.

She used oven cleaner,

and now the tiny camera on the screen doesn't see anything.

You don't find that odd at all?

She made a mistake.

Just come to accept they're old people and things won't be as weird.

We're on the upper deck.

Miguel has entered a hairy chest competition.

He's getting oiled.

It's so weird I can't see you.

I think I can clean it off.

Tyler, why are you quiet?

Nana and Pop Pop are acting strange. Ow!

What kind of strange? Becca, did you hit Tyler?

No.

Kids?

Pop Pop wears diapers and he keeps them in an outhouse,

and Nana walks around at night without her clothes,

and Pop Pop thinks strangers are following him.

I knew we were gonna have this call. They're old, Tyler.

I've discussed this with him.

Old people have trouble with their bodies sometimes.

They also aren't very self-aware. They can get paranoid, too.

Becca, how strange are they acting?

They haven't been mean one second.

Nana crawled after us under the house.

Playing hide-and-seek.

You guys played hide-and-seek under the house? I used to love that!

Carrie Underwood.

T, just bear with it for a couple of days.

My parents were strange back then. Mom was a hippie.

She used to sunbathe in the back yard without warning back then.

I'm already partially blind.

I used to get so embarrassed. They're just weird people, honey.

What level of problem is this?

One.

One.

See?

I miss you guys.

Oh!

The hairy chest competition is about to begin.

I can hear the cougars clapping.

I got to go. I wish I could see your faces clearer.

Hi, honey.

Nana, could I ask you about Mom?

Maybe you'd be okay to talk for a minute in an interview?

Would you mind getting inside the oven to clean it?

I'm sorry?

I'm too big. I can't reach back there.

The kitchen's got to be clean.

The oven's off.

Yeah, sure. Yeah, sure.

Get farther in there.

All the way in.

Okay, I'll star in your movie.

If you could be any animal, what would you be?

Is there a right answer?

No, these questions are intended to get you loosened up.

Oh.

A grizzly bear.

I think we're warm.

Mom told me that you and Pop Pop were very much in love.

Where did you first meet Pop Pop?

In a garden.

And what did you think of him?

Oh, he was handsome.

He has a very strong personality.

This is great.

We'll come back to that.

Right now, I want to talk about something else.

I know it happened a long time ago,

but what happened on the day Mom left?

She won't tell me.

Did she do something?

Nana? Nana?

Nana, don't answer that question.

No more questions about Loretta Jamison.

Maybe I can ask about...

I don't wanna star in your movie.

Okay. It's Wednesday night. Three nights left.

T-Diamond Stylus is gonna find out what exactly is going on.

What are you doing?

I'm putting the camera out tonight. Okay?

It's like we're living with a werewolf.

You can't record her.

Swerve.

Look, I know you won't understand this

because your brain isn't fully developed yet,

but you can't do this.

Why?

It's exploitative. I have cinematic standards.

No. No one gives a crap about cinematic standards, okay?

It's not the 1800s.

Have you seen reality TV?

Housekeepers of Houston has, like, a billion viewers.

If one of us isn't participating in the event,

we can't record it.

It's just what's ethical.

No offense to Ryan Seacrest or whoever

came up with the Housekeepers of Houston.

You think you're so great, don't you?

I hope things don't get weirder.

'Cause I'm at my limit.

Show the clock. Show the clock.

This is what Pop Pop was talking about.

The werewolf is real.

Wait!

She's Sundowning.

We're participating in this. You're not being Housekeepers of Houston.

Wait. If you're gonna open the door, just open it for a little bit.

She's supposed to do that?

It's just like someone talking in their sleep.

You used to talk in your sleep till you were seven.

Dad used to come in and quiet you down.

Hey, Becca.

Who am I?

T. T.

There's a family of foxes. You're going to miss it.

- We're coming! - We're coming!

Just stop.

Why is Nana staring into the well?

Come on, let's go. Come on, enough of that.

- I don't know. - Come on.

Mise-en-scène.

You know, you're not as dumb as your performance

on standardized tests would indicate.

Oh. Oh!

I forgot I had something for you.

When you think of Dad now, in California, do you still like him?

I don't know. Stuff happens.

No, but Dad is hilarious. Dad's funny.

He sent the funny card of the fat lady on the boardwalk.

Do you remember that?

What do you mean "stuff happens"?

People leave.

Because they find something they like better.

So you don't feel bad?

No.

You're not being truthful.

Well, you can believe what you want, but this is how I feel.

Make me believe you.

So, I'm on the Titans pee wee football team and it was third down.

It was at the end and we were leading.

So if we stop them, we probably win the game.

Give me context. How old are you?

I'm eight.

So, I'm free safety.

Which means that I'm supposed to tackle the guy

if he makes it past the people on the line.

So, their running back punches the hole... Okay.

Am I supposed to be following these terms?

Are these phrases supposed to mean something to me?

Just listen.

So their running back, who's big, makes it past the line,

and I'm the only one left to tackle him.

All I got to do is tackle him,

put my hands around him and tackle him, but...

I just stand there.

They call it "freezing" and I could hear everyone yelling.

Coach Daugherty, Dad. All my teammates, and...

He gets the first down and runs and runs,

and the other team is celebrating, and I'm still standing there.

Same place.

Then the assistant coach came and got me,

and Dad patted me on the shoulder and then went to the car,

and he never told me he was angry or anything.

You think Dad didn't say anything and left

because you didn't tackle another eight-year-old in a game

five years ago?

When you say it like that, it sounds stupid.

Why are we here?

She was staring at something.

So, what did you find?

It's only water.

So, I just read these in order?

"If you could be any animal, what would it be?"

I feel like a douche, Becca. Shut up.

I would be a dolphin.

It's an intuitive and highly intelligent creature

with great power and poetry in its movements.

How come you like the pizza delivery guy,

even though he has all that ratchet acne?

Please answer the question.

He's kind.

He has kind eyes.

How come you don't look at yourself in the mirror?

Okay, fine. What's this now?

Besides when you're editing, you don't like looking at yourself.

You never look at yourself in the mirror.

You comb your hair with your back to the mirror.

And I see you brush your teeth.

You look down the whole time.

Your sweater's inside out. Did you know that?

Did you see that in the mirror this morning?

Is that correct?

It doesn't feel so good, does it?

Are you changing the focal length of the lens?

No, I don't even know what that is.

Are you zooming?

No.

So do you admit that you don't look at yourself,

or are you gonna keep lying?

When do you think I started doing that?

You know when.

That's not true, asshole.

You think you're worthless.

Admit it.

He gave me a card when he left.

A card.

Old footage of us as kids.

I was thinking of using it in the doc.

I refuse to use anything that has my dad in it.

That would mean I forgive him.

Nana?

Nana?

Becca's blind.

I know I'm right.

That there is something going on here.

Maybe there's something down in the basement.

They don't want us to go down there. They're throwing shade.

Speak English.

They could be hiding something down there.

There's mold down there. That's why they don't want us to go down.

Just stop, okay?

Just let me put the camera out.

Hi, I'm Stacey. Is Mr. and Mrs. Jamison around?

No, they just stepped out. It's just me and my brother here.

Mr. and Mrs. Jamison were counselors at Meadowbrook.

I was in the rehab program there.

They used to sit by my bed when I wasn't in good shape.

All night sometimes.

Anyway, this is a blueberry cobbler for them.

They were supposed to stop by on Saturday but they never showed.

I know Mrs. Jamison hadn't been feeling herself,

so I thought I'd just stop by and check in on them.

They hear all that scuttlebutt down at Maple Shade?

Uh, I don't think so.

Stacey, it's okay. Just be natural.

I'm just getting portraits of everybody.

Just be natural.

Uh, okay, never mind.

Pop Pop?

Pop Pop?

We're even.

I've been editing montages with music,

but I need some everyday footage of our grandparents,

so I've decided to spend Thursday afternoon following them around.

Hear that? She's laughing as she's watching TV.

Maybe Mom and her watch the same shows.

Nana?

Nana, are you okay?

Good afternoon.

I heard you laughing.

I have the deep darkies.

Nana? Nana!

Nana, Nana, Nana, stop! Nana, stop!

Nana, what's happening?

You have to laugh to keep the deep darkies in a cave.

Pop Pop?

Pop Pop, I think Nana's...

I was just cleaning it.

What is that?

You want something?

I was just cleaning it, really.

I think Nana's not feeling well.

Thank you, Becca. I'll check on her.

We're putting the camera out tonight.

What do you think?

Whoo-hoo! Ladies!

That's right. I'm bad, I'm bad.

She seems like she's better off without us.

We're doing this so Mom can have a life, dummy.

- Give me some real - Doug E. Fresh now, people.

From the top. Here we go.

Good night!

Is everything okay?

We're fine.

You sure?

You both seem to be acting funny.

We're terrific, just terrific. Thanks for asking.

- Okay. - Good night.

Good night. Good night.

What am I gonna do? What happened?

There aren't any tissues left in the bathroom

and I had to touch the toilet handle.

There's something on my hand though. Okay. Let me see.

You can't see it but I can feel it!

Tyler, Tyler. It's disgusting. Nothing's...

Nothing's coming off! Let me have a look.

I can feel it. There's no tissues left, Becca.

Tyler, there are tissues underneath the sink.

Where? What? It's okay.

It's too late.

No, it's not gonna come off. I think it is.

Rubbing it isn't gonna make it come off!

It's okay. It's all right.

I can feel it though.

I'm definitely getting at it. Look.

It's definitely coming off.

You sure? There.

See?

Yeah.

Just look next time, all right?

I didn't know they were there. It's okay.

Becca?

Stay in bed.

Mom will be home late this afternoon.

We're ending this trip tonight.

We stay away from them unless I say.

Pack your bags.

I still need them to give Mom the elixir.

Becca, what's the elixir?

Just pretend like you're playing.

Is everything all right?

We're just playing.

Uh, do you wanna do the interview?

What? What are you doing?

I thought we were staying away from them, Becca.

You're gonna interview him?

Mom told me you worked in the coal industry for a long time.

I did work in a factory.

I know.

Worked at night.

Saw a white thing running around.

A white thing?

Yeah, it used to run around the factory at night.

Only I saw it.

I started to tell people about it and they didn't believe me.

Had yellow eyes.

Then they fired me.

And nobody talked to me.

Mom didn't tell me that.

Oh, she doesn't know. Happened after she left.

Pop Pop, you seem down.

Well, it's just, uh...

The end of your trip.

I know it's all coming to an end.

Why don't you just ask Mom if you can visit?

Are you really still angry?

She can't get over this. She still thinks you're mad at her.

That whole "white thing" story, the hairs on my arm stood up.

It's definitely some sort of late onset schizophrenia.

They're both in bad shape.

Great. Our Pop Pop has schizophrenia,

and our Nana becomes Michael Myers when the sun goes down.

That's Stacey.

...ride in my car.

Okay, stop. What did you do...

What? Why is she angry?

She must be telling them that they need to get help.

I don't...

Just come to the back here.

I don't want you to touch me.

Come to the back.

Okay.

I got it all off.

I didn't see Stacey leave.

Did you?

Nana said okay.

Thanks for doing this. We're leaving soon, Nana.

I'm sad it's all over.

This is the last time I'll get to ask you questions.

It's like the big end to my film,

and like you said, you're the star.

Tell me anything. Whatever you want to talk about.

I know a story. It's about water.

Great.

There is a pond

that has little creatures in it.

These creatures are from another planet but no one realizes it.

These creatures spit into the water all day long.

Their spit can make you sleep, but not die.

When people go underwater in the pond,

they go into a deep sleep.

A really beautiful sleep.

The creatures from another planet have

many people at the bottom of the pond,

storing them up.

They are going to take them back

to their planet of Sinmorfitellia one day.

That's just a made-up story.

It's not real.

Wow, that's some story.

And the creatures have antennas,

but they are invisible antennas.

Can we talk about Mom?

You don't ever want to see her?

No.

Never.

On the day she left, she must have done something.

Okay, okay.

Let's pretend we're telling another story.

And the story concerns a young girl

who thinks she's in love with an older man,

and they decide to run off together.

Now, the parents of the girl warn her that this won't work.

And they refuse to let her go.

And then one day, the girl gets into a horrible fight

with them and leaves forever.

Now, the parents in this story don't know it,

but she misses them a lot.

And she suffers greatly.

And then the worst thing happens.

The man, he breaks the girl's heart and leaves forever.

And leave their two small children behind.

So, Nana,

Nana, in this story, what do you hope will happen to the girl?

In this story, is she very sad?

She's inconsolable at times. She tries everything to be happy.

Medications and goes to therapy for four years

but still remains a little sad.

I don't like this story.

Nana, what do you think

the parents in this story should do if they saw the girl again?

Nana, pretend you were in this story

and she was your daughter, and she left.

What would you say

when you finally saw her again?

I would tell her,

"I forgive you, little girl."

"I forgive you, little girl."

That's the elixir.

What are you doing?

This is how children play, okay?

Hey, Mom should be home.

Let's go and Skype with her while they're in the back.

Right.

This will be the denouement.

Hey, kiddos!

Did you get my videos? I know, I look like an apple.

Trip was great.

Miguel and I had a little fight this morning.

He wanted to get short stack pancakes,

I told him he was gaining a little weight.

Can you believe it? Things don't work out for me.

Mom? Yeah?

Mom, you need to come and get us right now.

What? What happened?

Mom, get in the car and come right now.

Do you know how long that would take by car, Rebecca?

Mom, trust me, there is something wrong with Nana and Pop Pop.

I'm telling you, you need to come and pick us up tonight.

Becca, you're scaring me. My heart is in my throat.

We're okay now. Just come.

Where are they now?

Uh, they're outside by the chicken coops.

They won't see you.

Becca...

They've been acting so strange, Mom. We've been recording them.

Becca...

Yeah, I kept telling Becca something was wrong, didn't I?

Becca, Tyler...

And Nana walks around at night with a knife.

And Pop Pop had a gun in his mouth. Rebecca, Tyler...

I think he was trying to hurt himself.

Becca, Tyler, babies, I need you to listen to me very carefully.

Becca, Tyler, just listen to me.

We are.

Those aren't your grandparents.

What are you talking about, Mom?

Where are Nana and Pop Pop?

You've been staying with those people the whole time?

Masonville Police Department.

Come on, come on.

What are you guys doing?

We'll be right in, sweethearts.

This is the Masonville County Police Department.

Our officer, Jerry, is currently out on dispatch.

Please leave a message...

Police aren't answering. Damn it! Stupid hick town.

Okay. I'm gonna keep calling from the car, I promise.

Get you and your brother out. Okay.

Try to get to a neighbor.

Just stay calm, T. I'm coming.

We're in a house with...

After we clear up, I have a fantastic idea.

We should play a board game! Families play board games.

It's our last night together.

Becca?

You'll help me clean up, right?

You can record it with your camera.

Okay.

Yeah!

Maybe we should go outside and film

some evening shots of the house.

Okay, sounds good, sister.

Could you clean the oven for me, Becca?

Get all the way inside.

Mmm, Becca?

She's done it before.

We really should film something outside.

Do this first.

I'll be quick.

Oh, this will just take a second.

Nana? Nana?

I can clean those.

Nana, please open the door.

Oh, that's okay.

Please open it.

There she is.

So, what was the big fuss?

Let's make it...

...a perfect family night.

Oh!

Your Pop Pop is very competitive with board games.

Be warned.

If you want to move that over here, that's fine.

If we use this table, there's not room for the cookies.

T-Diamond Stylus and I are gonna do

one last interview outside and be right back.

You can sit over there.

Figure out what the teams are.

- Go, go, go. Hurry. - Brought a coat. I'm coming.

Okay, open it.

What is that?

Picked teams. It's young versus old.

Stop rolling all the dice on every roll!

You're losing the game for us!

No, I'm not.

We don't have to keep score.

I'm a Yahtzee master.

Doesn't everyone in the cafeteria call me the Yahtzee master?

What cafeteria?

You wanna win at Yahtzee, listen to me.

You're not a Yahtzee master. That takes 10 years.

See? He's using strategy! A Milton Bradley-approved strategy.

I don't know what I'm doing.

This game is made by Hasbro, Pop Pop.

That's a lie.

It used to be made by Milton Bradley.

Who cares, Becca?

Finally!

I'm having so much fun.

Wow, my battery's running low. I'll be right back.

You keep playing with them, T.

Just keep playing.

I'll be right back.

Becca?

Katy Perry.

What time is it, Nana?

Isn't it getting late?

Yahtzee!

Becca!

I'm going down into the basement.

I think they have my grandparents here.

Pop Pop?

Nana? Are you down here?

Things are not working out tonight.

It's half past nine.

I have to get your Nana to her room. You wait here.

Nana?

Pop Pop?

"Maple Shade Psychiatric Hospital"?

Should the three of us finish the game?

My name is Becca Jamison. If you find this footage...

My name is Mitchel.

They kept telling us you were so great.

How you're gonna visit, how you're gonna be a family.

That was a bad thing they did.

They knew Claire had put her two children

in those suitcases in the pond.

She deserved this week as a grandma.

Claire's kids are on Sinmorfitellia.

You're gonna join them!

Stop!

The only way to Sinmorfitellia from here is through the well.

Stop!

Wasn't it a perfect week?

I promised her it would be.

The white thing with yellow eyes is real.

It waits for us. I saw it out in the field.

It was laughing at us.

They're murderers, Tyler!

Becca!

Get out of here, dummy! Run!

Becca!

We're all dying today, Becca.

No...

You have a magic spell on you.

Help!

Help!

I never liked you.

Claire?

I'll tell you a story.

I have to go to the train to go to the costume party.

It's a company party.

That's not now.

I know that!

You have a problem with germs, don't you?

I don't like you.

You are blind. You are blind.

I am the exposer. I am a seer.

I see the veiny...

...deformed...

...face of the world.

We can all be saved tonight.

Your magic spell will be lifted.

Becca!

Have you been watching me?

Run, Tyler, run!

Eyes on the runner!

Watch his hips! Watch his hips!

Stay low!

Wrap the arms! Wrap the arms!

Tyler?

Tyler!

No!

Any other crazy bitch-ass fucking people here?

Come on out! Come on out!

Becca, Tyler!

Stand by. I've arrived on site.

Babies!

Oh, my God!

I'm here. I'm here.

I'm here.

Is this everybody? Come over here.

Oh, my God!

Let's go! Move, come on.

We need an ambulance! Hurry up! Over here.

Yo, Jimmy, watch that front door. Go around the back.

Come here, come here, come here.

Mom, honestly, you know you don't have to do this.

I want to do this for you.

I used to sing.

My mother used to say that she wasn't listening,

but I know she was hiding behind this big clock down the hall,

the kitchen towel over her mouth to hide her smile.

She thought I had a better voice than Olivia Newton-John.

Olivia Newton-John was like, her Elvis.

My father was a gentle man.

We'd take these long walks together, we'd never say a word.

I used to wake up early when I was a child. Work on some project.

My father thought that meant I was gonna do great things.

Anyway, as I said before, the day I...

The day I left turned really badly.

My parents cursed at me.

I moved to the door to leave and my mom stepped in front of me.

I hit my mother.

And then my dad hit me,

and then we kind of stood there in shock, and then I left.

They reached out to me soon after.

I refused to take their calls.

I know you were trying to get me forgiveness, Becca.

You didn't have to do that, honey.

It was there whenever I wanted it.

Please...

Don't hold onto anger, Becca.

Hear me?

Happy birthday to you

Blow them out!

Okay, okay!

Yay!

I may be 13, may not live in the hood

May not carry no chrome, may not be allowed a cell phone at dinner

But I'm young and can do 18 pushups and I speak the truth

My sister tried to make a film about old people feeling dismay

But it didn't turn out that way

She had to scream and kill and got vomit in her face

Chunks in her hair from a stew

But she washed them out with Herbal Essence Body Envy Shampoo

So here's a few things T-Diamond learned from visiting elders

Adult diapers come in many a name

There's Attends and Depends and Medline and Prevail

But they all the same

They keep your mess from spilling out and they keep it contained

So here's the truth

I got messed up with a killer who's truly insane

I will try not to refrain

Try to overcome my pain 'cause one day it will get me my fame

Like 50 Cent getting shot and being lame, you see

I got a diaper shoved in my face for half an hour

I thought it was over

I thought I'd be under the ground growing four-leaf clovers

Some dude going over me with a mower

But that's not what happened you see, 'cause I went all mental

I was like Mel Gibson at the end of a Lethal Weapon rental

I'm straight now, I'm not gonna lie

For three weeks that diaper left me like a basket case

I had to use two whole Dove bars on my face

And one last thing and I don't mean to sicken

But the truth is shit doesn't taste like chicken

Oh, Shania Twain, bitches!