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[Young Girl] Green dreams and red dreams

and yellow dreams.

I thought every color had its own dream,

and maybe if I wore the right color on the right day,

I could get what I wanted.

But sometimes it just seems like everything is getting darker,

and then I don't believe in any of the dreams.

They'll be here soon.

Yeah, I know. Five more minutes, I'll jump in the shower.

You okay?

Your family...

What? They'll be happy for us, won't they?

Of course they will. We like big families here.

Come on. Don't worry.

Okay? Be right back.

Okay.

[Woman] And, uh, what happened to her parents?

They... They were killed.

Oh. I'm so sorry.

Poor thing.

When is she coming?

On Friday. Friday, yes.

Mom, isn't it wonderful the adoption went through?

Of course.

It's the best they could have hoped for.

You must be very happy.

What's her name? Do you have a picture? Uh, yeah.

Come on, Claire. Tell me everything. Okay.

Well, she's called Isabel, and--

Isabel. I love that name.

What does she look like? Well, she's beautiful, of course.

Here you go.

Oh, Claire, she's adorable.

Yeah, she's great.

You and Adrian must be so thrilled.

Yeah. Look, I'll be back in a moment, okay?

Yeah, sure. Sure.

Well, you have a really awkward way of showing it.

I am happy for you, if this is what you want.

You say that like it was a mistake, though.

I'm worried that you and Claire aren't ready for this.

Ready for it? [sighs]

Adrian, I thought you were adopting a baby.

And this is a child. An eight-year-old child.

So what? What is the expiration on a child?

Six? Three? Four? When are they too old to be loved, huh?

Please. Don't get sentimental.

With this child's past and her parents being--

I don't even want to think about it.

And then Claire--

It makes no sense.

Why doesn't it?

You have to be sure, son!

Uh, listen, this child is going to be a part of our family.

Your family.

Okay. Okay.

Look, you and Claire are thinking of giving a home

to an unwanted little girl, and that's a wonderful thing--

We're not thinking about it.

We've done it.

[chuckles]

Listen, all I'm asking is for you to be a little bit supportive, hmm?

Thought I might find you here.

You were right, Adrian. Your family's overjoyed for us.

It's not my family. It's my mother.

Last time I looked, she was sort of an important part of your family, wasn't she?

Listen, Claire, my mother doesn't hate you.

No. She blames me, which is worse. Well, she shouldn't.

Yeah, well, maybe she gets it from you. [scoffs]

You know what, Claire?

I always thought that it was only my mother who distorts the truth.

Claire, Claire, we got what we wanted.

We have a wonderful little girl who needs our love and our support.

"Yeah, but you have to be sure, son."

Everyone grieves in a different way.

When my father died last year,

you know, my mother, she thinks she honors him

by making herself miserable.

She carries around his memories like weights.

And how do I grieve?

Like I do.

On the inside.

But my mother doesn't understand that.

You know, my mother, she's angry at the world for taking my father,

just like I would have been if I ever lost you.

She's getting better.

She's gone from incredibly stubborn

to just plain old really stubborn.

But she worries, of course.

Well, so do I.

You worry too much.

Too much, Claire, just like a mommy.

Give me a hug. Come on.

Mmm. Ohh.

[applause]

Think you could get used to this? Well, I'd like to.

You know, if your designs keep winning awards,

I'm gonna have to make you a partner.

I think I could get used to that, as well.

[Claire laughing]

I've never danced with a future executive partner before.

Well, they like to be kissed a lot.

Oh, kissed a lot? Yeah, a lot.

[chuckles]

A lot? A lot, a lot, a lot.

[clattering]

[Adrian] Honey, are the sheets done? Yeah. I'm just coming.

[clatter]

***

Claire, are you okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Um...

The shelf just broke, so... could you--

Yes, yes, I'll fix it. Yeah, I've gotta go and do the sheets.

Thanks.

You're the best we got, Claire. The project's yours if you want it.

The question is, do you? Well, why wouldn't I?

All right, look, maybe the better question might be,

"Do you think you can handle it if we land the account...

with the deadline for the final blueprints?"

Hmm? I'd love to see you take this one, Claire.

Projects like this can bring the type of prestige that will build this firm

and, of course, build your future in it.

Well, you close the deal, I'll make whatever sacrifices I need to.

[doorbell rings]

[chuckles] Well, look who's here. Hello.

Hello. Come in, come in.

Hello, Isabel. Well, hello.

Hello there. Hi.

Hi.

How are you doing, huh? Are you well?

Yeah?

Can I give you a hug?

Yeah?

Okay.

[door closes]

Is this really my new home? Yes, it is.

[Claire] Yeah. It is.

Do you like the flowers?

They're pretty.

Yeah, they're tulips. They're my favorites.

Shall I go and show you your room? Yeah? Huh?

My room? Yeah. You've got your own room.

All the way up the stairs at the very top.

Yeah, it's a long climb upstairs...

[Isabel] Are you sure it's my room?

[Claire] Yeah, it's your room. Of course it is.

Wow.

[Adrian chuckles]

Do you like it?

Boom. [chuckles]

Welcome home.

She's had a rough life. Just be patient.

It may take some time.

Thank you so much for everything.

Just give her a good life.

That's all the thanks I need.

[Isabel] Has anyone seen my mom and dad?

Mom? Dad?

Isabel, you can't play all night.

You have to get some sleep. But I just wanted to--

You just wanted to what? The dollhouse will be here tomorrow.

Come on. Let's go to bed.

Get in bed.

You want to sleep with a doll?

Yes.

Yes? Which one?

Mommy and Daddy.

Mommy and Daddy.

[Adrian] Mommy and Daddy.

Here we go.

This is Mommy, and this is Daddy.

We'll be downstairs if you need us, okay?

Sweet dreams.

So did you get all your things put away?

These your parents?

That was before I lost them.

I don't want to forget them.

Oh, you won't.

We never forget the ones we love.

Do you want me to leave the light on in the dollhouse

so it's not so dark?

You gonna be all right sleeping in here by yourself?

I'm not by myself.

Ah.

Of course.

All right, well, you three sleep tight.

Night-night.

Good night.

Good night.

[laughter]

She looks like she's in great spirits.

Yeah. She has her quiet moments, too.

Well, it's a lot for a little girl: new parents, new home.

I know.

What about you? How are you juggling all this with work?

Your big meeting last week-- My big meeting was postponed for two weeks.

Let's just hope I can make as big an impression on them as Isabel is making on us.

Hi.

The kids seem to like Isabel, huh?

Yeah.

Uh, about last week--

Let's just-- It's fine.

Maybe I didn't express myself well,

but I understand where you are, that's all.

Really?

And where is it that I am?

Trying to adjust to a new life.

Like when my husband died, God bless him.

But believe me, Claire, it's a painful struggle every day.

Even now. Big changes can be overwhelming.

And you coming to a new country, a new culture,

and then being a parent for the first time,

especially to a fully grown girl

with her own thoughts and feelings and fears--

Well, I think she's still got a lot of growing up to do.

But I appreciate your concern.

So, you feel comfortable with Isabel, right?

She's my child.

Yes, but she wasn't always.

Well, not everyone prefers to live in the past.

God.

[sighs, clears throat]

Oh, Jesus.

[disposal turns off]

[clattering]

Excuse me. Oh!

Oh, Isabel, can I get you something?

An apple, please?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Oh, no-- Oh, here we are. There you go, darling.

Thank you.

Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah. It's fine, honey.

Okay.

Did you have fun with Antonio and Diego today?

Isabel?

Not really.

Oh. Looked like you were having a great time.

I figured that's what you wanted.

Isabel, you don't have to do anything you don't want to, ever.

Do you understand me?

Were they mean? Did they say something?

No.

They're very nice. It wasn't them.

Well, then who was it? Did one of the adults say something?

Grandma Carmen?

Do you ever feel like you're being watched all the time?

Uh, yes.

I think I have felt like that.

I guess I'm getting used to it.

Has he been here long?

Who?

I think he's my friend.

Your...

Well, can I see your friend, too?

You have to want to.

[Adrian] She'll open up.

Just give her some time.

She's hiding something.

Of course she's hiding something.

She's eight years old, and she's probably got

a green monster and two rabbits under her bed.

Adrian, I'm being serious. So am I.

She'll come around.

Do you ever feel like you're being watched?

Watched?

By who?

I don't know.

It's something Isabel said.

Would you please turn off the light, Claire?

[gasps]

[Adrian] Yeah.

I do have that feeling sometimes.

Oh, I'm so, so sorry I'm late.

No, you got here just in time. Don't worry about it.

I was just telling Mr. Dozier

that we've agreed to get the plans to him by Thanksgiving.

And, of course, we can do that because...

Because of me?

He said you were the most innovative architect in the firm.

Thank you.

Don't forget the one that never misses a deadline.

It is possible then?

Yeah, look, I'm sorry. I think I'm still a little unclear

as to why we moved the deadline forward again.

We think having the blueprints ready for the December presentation

will give our city the strongest bid for holding the convention.

It's not just talk. It's real plans.

Here's what we're going to build.

It can be done?

Just in time for the holidays, Claire?

Absolutely. You know you can count on me.

See that? What did I tell you? No problem.

I got my number one on the job.

Claire, have a look, please.

This is what we were thinking.

Mr. Dozier, I have an old friend in the Department of Building and Safety,

so we should be able to fast-track the approval,

but we're all gonna have to put in some extra hours.

Not a problem, right, Claire?

Mommy! Daddy!

Mommy! Daddy!

They're sleeping. They're both sleeping.

I don't know how to wake them up.

Mommy, wake up!

I think they're dead.

Kids have imaginary friends, Claire. It's normal.

I did, too. Did yours scare you?

Did she say that's what she felt?

No, but that's what I felt when she told me about him.

Listen, Claire, we're dealing with a young child with a lot of life experience,

much of which we know nothing about.

She's eight, Adrian.

She's an eight-year-old girl whose parents were murdered.

That makes you grow up fast.

And then the foster care. She has a whole past that we don't know.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

Oh, hi, Eli.

Yeah, great. She'll be thrilled. I'll go get her.

Okay. Bye.

It's a lot for a little girl to handle.

Don't you think that's all it is?

** [music box]

Okay. Eli's outside.

Isabel!

Isabel, Eli's here. Come down.

I don't want to go.

What do you mean? I thought you were excited to spend the day with your aunt.

What's the matter? Are you feeling all right?

I don't think he wants me to go.

He won't let me.

Is this the same "he" who didn't like you playing with Antonio and Diego?

Your invisible friend?

Eli's planned a really fun day for the two of you.

Doesn't your friend want you to have fun?

Maybe.

I don't know.

Well, then why does he tell you these things?

I think he has to.

But why?

If he didn't, how would we know he was there?

Well, I think Eli would be very disappointed if you don't go,

so I think we should pick you out a nice sweater to wear

and bring you downstairs, okay?

Okay?

So, what color today, huh?

Isabel?

You can call me mommy if you want.

Maybe the orange one.

There she is.

Oh.

Well, hello, Isabel. How are you?

Good.

Good? You look very pretty.

Oh, that's Max. He's a big sweetheart. You'll see.

Hello. Can I have a kiss goodbye?

Okay? Let's go.

And you know what? Max loves to run around the park.

And there's also slides and swings,

so I made a picnic lunch for us.

We're gonna have fun. Hmm?

[barking] Max! Max, stop it!

What's going on? Max!

What's the matter with you?

Max!

That's strange. He never does that.

Max! Max! I told you he'd get angry! I told you!

I'm sorry, Isabel. Eli's dog normally isn't like that.

It wasn't the dog. It's him!

[Eli] What's the matter with you? [Max barking]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Isabel.

It's okay. It's okay.

Can't sleep?

You know, she felt something was going to happen today. She knew it.

She was scared before it happened and terrorized afterwards.

Listen, Claire, kids are intuitive.

So she could sense that there was something off about the dog.

No. She knew that something was wrong before she even knew there was a dog.

Maybe she has good instincts. Yeah?

Yeah, well, my instincts tell me that something very real is happening here.

Listen, Claire, this is a small child who is overcompensating somehow.

No, it's not just with us that I'm worried.

She's got school starting. What if she's not comfortable with the other kids,

with the teachers and-- Okay.

I'll make a appointment with a child psychologist if you want, okay?

Hmm? What happened was scary, but that's all it was.

Let's go to bed.

The deal this week can put me on the map,

and I can't sleepwalk through the presentation.

I'll be up soon.

Okay. Take your time.

Claire.

Claire?

Sorry, I didn't hear-- I know.

You haven't heard anything for weeks.

Go home and get some sleep.

I've just got a few more things to finish up here first.

Well, there'll always be a few more things.

Well, I'm heading out.

Have a good weekend, Claire.

Double-check the large conference room is set for ten.

Water, coffee, fresh fruit.

I want them to feel as comfortable as possible, okay?

I don't want this thing dragging out any longer than it already has.

Okay. Okay, perfect. See you soon.

Bye-bye.

Isabel, I'll pick you up after school, okay?

She's playing with the dollhouse again.

Oh. I think we have an interior designer on our hands.

Perfect daughter for a former architect. [chuckles]

Good luck in the meeting.

You want to go instead of me?

No. You'll be fine. Oh?

Don't be silly. You'll be great.

Go on. Thank you.

Okay.

[door opens, closes]

Okay, honey, time's up! Gotta go to school.

Isabel.

Isabel, why...

Why did you do this?

You know it wasn't me.

You chose the green headband today.

Looks nice on you.

Are there a lot of kids at this school?

Well, there's your class,

and then there are other kids in other classes, other grades.

Are you nervous?

I always was on my first day of school. Really?

Yeah, of course. But you know what?

By the end of the day, I couldn't wait to see all my new friends again.

So just go and have fun, okay?

And then maybe after school, we'll have a little talk.

Talk about what?

Well, I'd like you to tell me what happened in your room, Isabel.

I thought you loved that dollhouse.

I don't want us to have secrets from each other.

You have secrets.

Things you never told me.

Things you don't want to talk about.

No, that's not true. There's nothing I'd hide from you.

His name is Stevie.

Stevie?

And Stevie lives...

With us.

Is he here right now?

He's at home, waiting.

What's he waiting for?

I don't know. That's one of your secrets.

[car door opens, closes]

I made you some tea.

Okay. Thanks.

How is it?

Oh, yeah. It's great. Thanks.

Mm-hmm. You see that cup, Claire?

It's empty.

You can't go on like this, Claire, working all day long at the office,

then come back home and work even more here.

Take a break.

Don't you think you need to take care of yourself, huh?

Did you eat today?

Yeah. I had something in the morning.

This morning? Listen, Claire, maybe you could figure out a way

how to delegate more of the design to the other guys.

I've done as much of that as I can. I'm the lead.

I have to take responsibility. But you have to eat at least.

Look, please, Adrian, I know you're trying to help me,

but if you really want to, then you shouldn't waste 10 minutes of my time

telling me how I don't have enough time to finish all of this.

I mean, you came home late yourself.

Yeah, but I didn't work four more hours at home.

Well, maybe you didn't have four more hours of work to do.

Look, if you want to make me some tea, then please go make it.

I'll drink it, I promise you, but I...

I really have to get back to work.

Okay, okay, it's okay. Get your thing done.

Get it all done, okay? Keep working.

I won't bother you.

[distant door closes]

[water running]

Adrian?

Adrian?

Adrian, is that you?

[water running]

Adrian?

[water running]

[gasps]

Oh, God! Hot!

Let me out of here!

Which puts the projected completion date in July.

Assuming there are no unforeseen complications.

Uh, we don't assume. We anticipate.

And I think we have a plan that not only foresees the major complications,

but factors in a way to overcome them.

Now it's simply a matter of how to accomplish it in the correct time frame

and insure that we come out of the merger with a stronger company,

better able to compete in today's marketplace.

So... Adrian.

how do we do that?

Let's get into the specifics.

Adrian, I'm so sorry. Your wife.

Now?

Excuse me.

Could you please bring some fresh coffee for everyone?

Sure.

Claire, where are you now? Where are you?

Listen, I will as soon as I get out of here, okay?

Um, then don't go home.

Don't go home until I get there, okay?

I can't-- I can't leave this place right-- Claire?

Claire! Adrian, they don't want coffee.

They want to hear the end of the presentation.

Take over for me.

What? How the hell do you expect me to do that?

Just do it.

Shit.

You know we've needed a new water heater--

For the last time, Adrian, it wasn't a burst water heater!

And how do you explain the dollhouse?

I don't explain. I think--

Oh, what, you think that I made it up?

Well, I don't know, but things don't come apart in two seconds.

Unless it's my career today.

Well, then go back to work. You know, I thought we learned this lesson.

I thought our family was the priority.

That was a warning, Adrian. A warning of what?

What is the shower warning us about? Go look for yourself.

Claire-- Look, don't patronize me, Adrian.

Listen to me. I know this meeting meant a lot to you,

but we have a very scared little girl on our hands here.

Has she ever mentioned her friend Stevie to you?

Is that her imaginary friend? Yeah.

She's named him? Look, Adrian, there is something going on here,

and it doesn't want Isabel to be with us.

Claire, you're getting me worried. I think you should be.

No. I'm worried about you.

I don't hear anything.

So... what am I supposed to be looking at?

I don't understand.

It was all on when I left, I promise you.

Go into Isabel's room.

Adrian, be careful. Don't-- Shh. It's okay.

So...

What's happening here, huh?

No. I'm not making this up.

This is not possible! This is not possible!

Baby, baby, baby.

Stop it! I'm not joking!

Th-The dollhouse, the shower, my burn, everything's just--

Listen, we've been-- Listen! Listen!

We've been under a lot of stress lately, okay?

And-- Listen! And maybe the things that Isabel's saying,

they are creeping into your subconscious, making you imagine things!

Maybe it's me that should go to the psychologist, huh? I didn't say that.

Yeah.

You're...

You're overcompensating somehow, trying too hard.

We just need to enjoy Isabel.

I just--

I just want to make her happy so much.

Not make any mistakes.

Listen, we're not supposed to be perfect,

but we're supposed to do the best we can, okay?

I've done a lot of things wrong in the past, Adrian.

To you. We both have, babe.

We both have. Come on.

We'll be okay.

I promise.

Okay.

Okay.

So how was school?

Not so bad.

Not so bad or good?

It was good.

The teacher said I was the best reader for my age.

Wow! Oh, that's great!

Um...

Honey, I want to ask you about, um...

about... someone.

Mommy said you have a new friend who lives with us,

and we thought that maybe it would be helpful if you could talk to someone.

Someone who helps lots of other kids who have friends like yours,

who they sometimes don't understand.

Hmm?

What do you think?

Do you know why you're here today?

They brought me. Hmm.

Yes, but do you know why?

Your parents tell me you have a new friend.

They are not my parents.

Someone who speaks to only you.

You must be very special to him.

He doesn't speak to only me. I'm just the only one who listens.

And why doesn't anyone else listen to him?

Maybe it's easier for them to hear just what they want to.

And what is that?

Shh. Shh.

And this little friend, his name is Stevie?

And what do you think that Stevie's trying to say?

What does he say to you?

It's not in words.

Then how does he speak?

By doing things. Things?

Can you be more specific? Can you show me?

Isabel!

Can you put down the photo of my family, please?

You wanted me to show you.

I think I understand now.

The photo.

And why do you think he feels the need to do these... these things?

You said you understood.

When I was going to smash the photo...

Yes? You saw me. But before that?

Would everyone be happy if I didn't talk about him anymore?

Do you think so?

I've done this before,

talked to people like you when my parents died.

And did they help you?

Can I see your picture?

Does it hurt a lot?

Oh.

No. It's fine.

Who's this?

That's Adrian.

That's you... and me.

Yeah, I thought you said it went well. No.

I said it went as well as it could have.

Did you tell them that it was an emergency, that it was my wife?

Yeah, and he's sending a get-well card.

Come on, Adrian, you think he cares?

He said they'd get back to us.

That means nothing. We needed to close it in that room.

I think when you walked out, so did our chances of doing that.

Come on. Try to be optimistic.

It's still a "maybe" until it's a "no," right?

Listen, I'll talk to you in the morning, okay? Bye.

Can I sleep with you tonight?

No! Of course you can.

[giggling]

Come on. Take this off.

And your slippers.

Lay here, princess.

Get in there.

He did that, didn't he?

It's nothing.

So is everything all right?

Well, running out of the biggest meeting of my life

was not the impression I wanted to make.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I think I did the right thing.

Can we lock my closet door?

[thunderclap]

[thunder rumbling]

Isabel?

Isabel?

[thunderclap]

Isabel.

[thunderclap]

[distant crying]

[gasps]

[water running]

What?

[clattering]

What do you want?

[banging, clattering]

Stop, please! That's enough! Leave!

Leave us alone!

Leave us alone! Leave--

Oh! No!

Please!

No! No!

My God!

[dishes breaking]

[screaming]

Stop!

No! Go away!

Please! Please!

[screams]

It's me! It's me, Claire! It's me, it's me.

Did you see him?

Who?

Who?

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

What-- Mommy's not feeling good.

No, Mommy's feeling fine! He was here!

Who was here?

Stevie.

Can you see him? [Adrian] What?

Can you see him, Isabel? I can feel him.

He's angry.

What does he want? What does he want?

Enough! Enough! I'm going to bring her back to bed.

I don't want to hear any more stories, you understand me?

Isabel!

[thunderclap]

[sobbing]

Stay with us, Mrs. Morales.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me, Mrs. Morales?

Mrs. Morales?

Mrs. Morales?

Thank God she drifted off

after we changed her nightgown three times.

She couldn't decide on a color.

What did she choose?

She thought purple might help her sleep.

She says she keeps choosing the wrong color.

Wrong? For what? For who?

Take these.

They will calm your nerves.

They're the same ones your mother gave me.

I told her to give them to you.

Well, I took two before I went to sleep.

Yeah, but obviously it didn't help.

Take two more. Come on.

[thunder rumbling]

Listen, Claire, um...

Why did you do that in the kitchen?

Wha--

Why?

You think that I destroyed our kitchen?

Um...

What am I-- Forget about me.

What is Isabel supposed to think?

She thinks the same thing I do.

Listen, Claire. There is nothing going on.

She told the child psychologist--

What he wanted to hear, not what she believes.

You know what? I think you bought into a child's nightmare,

and you're both perpetuating this fucking chaos.

Really? So--

My burn. I did that to myself, did I?

Eli's dog is normally the most gentle animal--

What about them?

This is real, Adrian.

Okay, you know what?

Let's invite our social worker, Silvia, over for coffee, okay?

You can tell her all about this,

you can introduce her to Stevie,

and we can both wave goodbye to Isabel as she's whisked away,

and we're cited us as unfit parents!

Oh, I am fit to be her mother.

Then act like it. I love Isabel.

This is-- This is real, Adrian.

Something is happening here.

Please, I need you to believe me.

Listen, Claire, I love you.

And you know I've always been there for you. Always.

But I don't want to lose this child.

Because of me?

No. I didn't say that.

No, no, you insinuated it.

You make me feel a certain way

without ever having the courage to say the words.

I'm gonna go and clean the kitchen since apparently I'm the one who did it.

Isabel.

Isabel!

I don't want to pretend anymore!

I want him to stop!

But I thought you told the doctor everything was fine.

He doesn't want to be forgotten!

I don't know what he's going to do next.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Eli. Claire, how are you?

Listen, could you do me a huge favor?

Is everything okay?

Can you pick Isabel up from school?

Does Adrian have to work?

I don't want Adrian to know.

Well, I'll have to lock Max up after what happened.

But hey, what's wrong?

Oh, can you please just do this for me and keep it between us?

Claire, don't make me regret this.

Oh, great. Okay, thanks. Bye.

[Claire] I want to thank you so much for seeing me.

[Woman] It's no problem at all.

I like to talk to the parents after they adopt one of our children.

It's a big step for both.

Do a lot of the kids here escape into their imagination?

Some more than others. Like Isabel.

As I'm sure you know, she loves to draw.

Always came up with new characters.

Was Stevie one of them?

Oh, you've met Stevie.

What do you know about him?

That was her nickname for Esteban.

Esteban was a very sick child.

The cancer was too much for him.

He was a dear friend of Isabel.

Bless her heart.

They would play games together for hours.

He passed away six months ago.

Once we lost him, Isabel wasn't the same.

Too many people have left her life.

I know she took Esteban's loss especially hard.

After he died, he would appear in her pictures:

"Stevie's house" or "Me and Stevie on the swings."

She often drew the things they were never able to do together in real life.

Long after he died, she would tell me about their adventures.

Have other children here had friends like Stevie?

Many.

They are the one constant in their turbulent lives.

Imaginary friends don't leave unless you let them.

I... I need her to let go of him.

I would be careful how I went about that.

Loss is a delicate thing,

especially at the tender age of these kids.

And Esteban-- Stevie?

He helped her deal with the loss of her parents?

They helped each other.

I think living every day with the memory of missed loved ones

is very painful.

Did you ever lose someone very close to you?

Um...

What do you recommend?

Face the memories... together.

Isabel always worried she would be forgotten...

or that she'd forget about them--

her parents, Stevie--

and none of us want to be forgotten.

I understand.

Thank you so much.

I just-- I feel like I know so little about my own daughter.

It would be great to know where she grew up.

What are you doing here?

Oh, um, I'm an old friend of the Esperanzas.

Did you...

Did you know them?

They haven't lived here for a long time.

I know, but I was hoping to...

I only met them a few times.

Is that your mother?

Yes.

She's been sick, so I came home.

Well, would she know more about them?

She doesn't like to talk about it.

Please, if she could remember anything...

Mama?

The neighbors that lived in the house next door years ago, do you--

Sorry. I don't think she--

There was evil in that house.

Evil that should not be talked about.

Mama?

[coughing]

There was bloodshed.

How can you let children see that?

Children?

What children?

What children? Was it just a girl or a boy, too?

There was a beautiful young child.

A girl.

I saw the police carry her out after the killing.

She must be haunted by what she saw.

Please, tell me about the killing.

That man was evil.

He killed his wife...

and then himself...

all in front of that poor little girl.

B.P.'s dropping. I need her to stay with me.

Let's cut the clothes.

Come on, people! I'm running out of time here!

What are you doing?

What's her status?

Blood pressure 100/60 in the field,

90/50 on arrival to ER, heart rate 120,

respirations 20 and shallow, 02 SAT 95.

[distorted speech]

Get anesthesiology. We need an ultrasound.

Now, please!

Well, as soon as you can, okay?

Call me if you hear from her. Okay, bye.

Jonathan Vallega is on line three.

Oh, shit. I have to call him back.

He's finally returning your call. Alejandro said--

Okay! I said I have to call him back!

Mama, I need your help.

How did you find all this? Did you know any of this?

No. Well, yes, but it was never confirmed.

We don't always have all the facts about a child

when we're putting through an adoption. How could you not tell us?

Isabel was moved through a few foster homes at first.

When you started the adoption process, all I knew was--

Oh, was what?

Was what I told you. Her parents were killed.

Yes, one killed the other and then himself.

Were you aware of that?

I heard a rumor once.

A staff member at the orphanage mentioned a story,

but I didn't know, Claire.

We're not an investigative body. We represent adoptions.

So what else don't we know?

I gave you all the information required by law.

All the facts.

And forgive me, Claire, I know you're upset,

but you should be focusing on your daughter's welfare now.

That's exactly what I'm doing.

How can you understand someone if you ignore their past?

He's out to get her and anyone close to her!

None of you understand!

Who? Who's out to get her?

Do you like your hot chocolate?

My husband and I used to come here.

Most people drink coffee.

But with my husband, it was always hot chocolate.

[chuckles]

What happened to him?

He, uh...

Well, he passed away.

My-- My parents died, too.

Yeah, I know.

Well, if it's difficult for an old woman,

it must be very hard for a young kid like you.

Hmm?

I miss them.

You should.

You know...

sometimes I swear I still can hear my husband's voice

or-- or his laughter.

Do you think they-- They miss us, too?

Well, I think that if we still want to be with them,

perhaps part of them lingers,

and they want to stay with us, too.

And then they get angry, the dead,

if they can't let go?

Oh.

Sweetheart...

if we are in peace, they can be at peace, too.

Hmm?

[doorbell rings]

Hi. I came as soon as I could. How is she?

She's fine. I tried getting ahold of you, but you wouldn't answer.

Isabel?

Claire, you have a family now, and kids, they sense tension.

What are you talking about? There's no tension.

Well, Isabel senses something.

Today she stood in the middle of the bathroom for at least half an hour

having a conversation with herself.

Did you hear the name Stevie?

Who?

Claire, what I heard was a young girl

crying out for someone to listen.

So whatever is going on with you has to stop, for her sake.

Isabel! Come on, honey!

Adrian called.

I think you better talk to him.

Where is she?

I can't lie to my own brother.

Claire!

[Carmen] This is Nickey Pee.

This is the house where they live.

And this is a beautiful garden with all these flowers around.

Hello!

We have been waiting for you.

What are you doing here?

I came here because my son called me

to pick up my granddaughter.

And we're having a great time, right, honey?

Yeah. We went to a restaurant and had hot chocolate.

I know, I know, but if we can just schedule a 10-minute call,

I think I could express--

Yeah, of course I understand,

but I also ask for the same understanding.

It was a family emergency.

Okay, fine. You'll pass him the message.

No, no, no, it's fine. Thank you. Bye now.

What is your mother doing here?

That's all you're worried about?

What is my mother doing here? Where have you been?

I was gonna pick her up.

Why do you want Eli to cover your tracks, huh?

Why should my sister know more about my wife than I do?

You don't want to listen to me.

And Sylvia does? You think she didn't call me?

"Oh, you know, Claire, she's been under a lot of stress, but..."

You think I enjoyed convincing her not to report your behavior?

My behavior? Yes!

Well, I'm glad she's supplying information so freely now,

because when we were adopting Isabel, she sure as hell wasn't.

Did she also tell you on that same phone call

that Isabel's father killed her mother before killing himself?

What? Yeah, that's where I've been!

Whether you want to face it or not, we're all in danger here!

This-- This-- This spirit won't let Isabel go.

I have to stop it before it does anything else.

You have to stop it? Yeah.

You're going to stop it?

Spirits won't let Isabel go? [scoffs]

Listen, even if what you say about her parents is true,

that's all the more reason we should be protecting Isabel, not terrorizing her more.

Everything can't be explained away, Adrian!

Listen, you know what?

Maybe my mother was right. Maybe it is too soon for you.

[Nurse] We need you to sign consent forms.

Can I see her? Yeah, but you can't go in.

Her condition's really serious,

and we can't allow anyone to go in there, okay?

[indistinct chatter] [beeping]

You had him worried sick.

What's the matter with you? You're a nervous wreck.

Where's Isabel?

Listen, Claire,

you and I have not always seen eye to eye,

but now we do share something in common--

at least I hope we do--

and that's the welfare of our family.

If you're even questioning that,

then there's nothing for us to talk about.

When one person isn't well, it can have a domino effect. It can be toxic.

So is a constant interference in other people's lives.

That's what you think I'm doing--

You want me to accept your blame, I accept it.

You want me to tell you I'm sorry

that I never gave your son a child with your bloodline?

I'm sorry, okay?

But I have a daughter now,

and if you want to do anything other than help me take care of her,

then you can get the hell out of my house!

Now, where is Isabel?

I didn't want her to hear you two fighting, and I brought her upstairs.

Isabel? [Isabel screams]

Isabel. [screaming]

[screaming continues]

Oh, my God.

[Isabel screaming]

Isabel! [crying]

Isabel, are you okay? Isabel, are you okay?

No! Go away!

You said you would stop him!

I know how to stop him now! No!

Listen to me, Isabel! Please listen to me, okay? No! No!

You said-- No, please listen to me!

You have to accept that he's gone and let him move on.

You have to say goodbye to Esteban.

Esteban?

Yeah, yeah. I know it's hard.

It's painful, but you have to-- No! No!

Listen to me, Isabel, please! [Adrian] Claire! Claire!

Oh, my God!

Get away from me!

You don't understand! Leave me alone!

No, you don't understand!

Everything's going to be okay, honey. Stop.

Isabel, please, you have to say goodb-- Leave her alone. Stop.

Are you okay? Yes, she's okay.

Claire! Claire, come back.

Come on! Claire!

She's hemorrhaging heavily. We gotta control this bleeding.

What are you doing to me? Let's do another transfusion.

What are you doing? [groaning]

I want to see my husband. I want to see my husband.

What are you doing?

We'll get through this, Claire.

I swear.

Is she okay?

Yeah. She's in our bedroom coloring.

My mother's trying to get her tired.

We'll put her in our bed tonight, okay?

Okay.

Maybe we should go back to the States, start fresh somewhere else.

That's not the answer. Not this time.

It worked before. Oh, really?

Did it? We're happier now, are we?

[scoffs]

Adrian, we've just made the same life here.

In Los Angeles, it was me that worked until I collapsed.

Now it's you.

We just repeat the same mistakes.

We have a family now.

We came here to start a new chapter, and we did that.

And now that we have, maybe it's time to return.

No. Moving isn't the answer, really.

It's not to this.

We can get all the help you need there.

The best in the world. You know that. Think about it.

Hey, honey.

I made something for you.

It's just us.

The way I want it to be.

Honey, Mommy has not been feeling really well lately.

I'm sorry if she scared you, okay?

It's not her that scares me.

Listen, this Stevie... is not real, okay?

He knows you think that.

That's why he always playing with Claire.

You can't help us if you don't believe us.

Will you tuck me in,

help me pick the right color to sleep in?

Of course.

I love you, Isabel.

I love you, too, Mommy.

Come on. Let's go.

Will he go away soon?

Esteban? From the orphanage?

Esteban was my friend. He loved me.

But you called him Stevie.

I only called him Stevie because he didn't have a name.

And I thought if I called him Stevie, he could be my friend, too.

Well, then who is he?

I don't know.

You know what I think we should do?

We should just pretend that he doesn't exist.

Mm-hmm, okay?

Come on. Lay down.

So we'll just forget about him, okay?

Okay.

Then maybe he'll go away.

Okay.

Shall I leave the light on?

Okay?

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, she was just a little scared.

Yeah? You must be exhausted as well, huh?

You both have been through so much.

Maybe we could all use a drink.

Great idea.

I'll get some wine from downstairs. No, no, no.

No, it's okay. I'll go and get it. You've done enough already.

Sure? Yeah.

Adrian!

[banging] Claire?

Adrian!

[screams]

[coughs]

Adrian!

Claire!

Claire!

Adrian! Call the fire department!

Claire!

Claire! Adrian!

We're losing the heartbeat.

There's not enough oxygen. Come on, come on! Let's go!

[groans]

[coughing]

[boy shouting]

Five minutes, Claire. Stay with us.

Adrian.

Claire!

Adrian.

[gasps]

***

***

It's so sweet.

***

Claire!

***

You're gonna make such a great mom.

The project's yours if you want it.

You think you can handle it with the deadline we set for final blueprints?

It can be done?

Maybe you could figure out a way how to delegate

more of the design to the other guys.

I'm the lead. I have to take responsibility.

Just in time for the holidays, Claire?

You close the deal, I'll make whatever sacrifices I need to.

***

It's almost over, Claire. I can see the head.

Okay, here we go. One last push.

You can do it. Push.

No!

Mommy!

Get her out of here! No! No!

[Carmen] Come here! No!

*** Oh, my God.

[screams, pants] Okay, cut the cord.

We need to intubate this baby. He's still not breathing.

No response. What are the Apgars at this point?

[Nurse] Apgars are still zero. Why can't I hear anything?

***

Still no pulse. What's going on? What's wrong with my baby?

What's happening to my baby?

Do the compressions while I finish intubating. Sure.

You're my baby, too.

Adrian, what's happening? I can't hear anything.

What's happening to the baby?

Mr. and Mrs. Morales, I'm so very sorry.

There's nothing we could do.

The placental abruption was too severe from the accident.

We did everything possible.

Would you... like to hold him?

Spending some time with your baby might help the grieving process,

bring some peace and say goodbye.

I never said goodbye.

***

Claire. Claire, honey.

We never said goodbye to him.

He was still holding on.

Get it out of here now.

W-We--

We highly recommend that you take a moment to say goodbye.

As hard as it is right now, trust me,

it might be something that later you might regret.

I said get it out of here now! Get it out!

He felt we forgot him.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Mommy!

Are you all right? Huh?

It's okay. Let's go.

Let's go.

[Isabel] Maybe the dreams weren't in colors.

Maybe they were all in darkness,

in places we can't see,

and that's where they return to,

where we all go when we're at peace.

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