Original subtitles

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -

(SCRAPING, CREAKING)

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(SOFT GRUNT)

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(BREATHING HEAVILY)

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(EERIE MUSIC GROWS INTENSE)

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(BANGING)

Hello?

(DARK MUSIC)

(RATTLING IN DRAWER)

♪♪

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

I'm... I'm really sorry, I just...

I think I need to be alone for a while, you know?

There's nothing you did, I just, I need to...

be alone, I need to figure out what I want

and who I am.

Things went too fast.

(JOSTLING AT DOOR)

Please.

Please let me go.

(DOOR SLAMS OPEN, SHE GASPS)

♪♪

(ECHOED SCREAM)

("NERDY BEES", NICK HAKIM)

HAKIM: ♪ Swallow me ♪

♪♪

♪ Swallow me ♪

♪ And open up ♪

♪ Let me inside of your mind ♪

♪♪

♪ I'll live inside of you ♪

♪ To find what you looking for ♪

♪♪

♪ Tell me about it ♪

♪♪

♪ Tell me about it ♪

♪♪

♪ Tell me about it ♪

♪♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪♪

♪ Needy bees ♪

♪♪

♪ Whisper softly ♪

♪ Tell me what you need ♪

♪ I'll come inside of you ♪

♪♪

♪ I'll live inside of you ♪

♪ To find what you looking for ♪

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(SNIFFS)

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(BIRDSONG, TRAFFIC NOISES)

AGENT: This house was literally built

to optimize the sunlight.

MALE BUYER: Yeah, well, we're looking to invest in the area.

AGENT: Well, you can't put a price on it,

but of course, we did.

(CHUCKLING)

MALE BUYER: Well, this listing really caught our eye.

- We're highly motivated. - We love motivated!

Most people just take one.

Can I help you, hon?

Just browsing for a new home.

I'm motivated.

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

(ECHOING FOOTSTEPS)

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(DOOR SQUEAKS, CLOSES)

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(SIGHS)

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(OMINOUS MUSIC)

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(ABRUPT STOP)

AGENT: ... this house last year.

♪♪

(HORN HONKS, GASP)

MALE MOTORIST: Are you leaving?

(ENGINE STARTS)

(EERIE, FANTASTICAL MUSIC)

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪♪

SAM: Fine, you're the boss.

ESTHER: No, we're partners,

we both have a vested interest in not producing garbage.

SAM: I'm not producing garbage.

But forgive me if I'm not gonna kill myself

for real estate photos.

I know it's been tough,

but can we stay on the same team at least?

(SAM SCOFFS)

Let's just call it a day.

We have a shoot early tomorrow.

SAM: Yes, let's.

ESTHER: Good.

I'll pack up the gear, you lock up.

♪♪

You could just finally sell your parents' house, Sam.

Aisha can flip it.

Look what she did with this place.

Thanks, but... no thanks.

ESTHER: Then turn it into a photo studio.

Replace the bad memories with good.

You done?

'Cause I am.

♪♪

(SHE SIGHS)

What are you doing?

Open house is, uh, over.

Oh.

Sorry.

SAM: You okay?

I just lost track of time.

You have a nice house.

Not my house.

Just a hired hand.

Oh.

Well, I like the flyer.

That I actually had something to do with.

The photos.

You're talented.

- (SAM SCOFFS) - TARA: Seriously.

I just moved here,

and I've seen a lot of house flyers.

Moved from where?

East of here.

SAM: Don't be too specific now.

(CHUCKLING)

TARA: Yeah, this place is charming, but...

I'm honestly looking for more of a project.

Mm.

A challenge.

Oh yeah?

Actually...

I gotta come clean.

I kinda overheard you and your girlfriend upstairs...

Business partner.

- Best friend. - TARA: What kind of business

are you partnered in?

SAM: Just some casual eavesdropping, eh?

I heard house flipping

- and I thought maybe... - I'm just fucking with you.

We work in commercial photography.

Esther, my friend,

she does the numbers, the booking.

I do the actual pointing and shooting.

What do you shoot, aside from houses?

Well, that's it, actually.

Sort of.

I've been shooting with real estate developers

while secretly doing a photo essay on gentrification

and the people they're displacing.

Shh.

I won't tell.

So you're looking for a new project.

Yeah.

I know it sounds cheesy,

but I'm looking for someplace with... soul.

Hm.

I actually have a property that needs some work.

A lot of work.

I've been trying to renovate it,

but the day job keeps taking over.

I mean...

I can't keep up, honestly.

I don't know how the fuck people do this adult shit.

(CHUCKLING)

He says that to a total stranger.

Potential buyer.

Maybe I could take that property renovation

off your shoulders.

I like the aggressive approach.

I'm Sam Anselm.

Tara Parrish.

You want a drink or something, Tara Parrish?

I could be persuaded.

Where you thinking?

Here.

TARA: In a stranger's open house.

I won't tell.

(TARA CHUCKLES)

TARA: Do you even have anything to drink here?

SAM: Ah.

Plenty more where this came from.

Don't have glasses.

I do have the only set of keys, though.

TARA: Well, then.

I'd love a drink.

(EERIE AMBIENT MUSIC)

♪♪

SAM: Kind of weird to stand over you.

♪♪

Is this where I say "I do"?

Oh, you're right.

Still kinda weird.

Sorry.

I guess I like weird.

♪♪

So...

where do we go from here?

♪♪

You could sit on the couch

like a normal person.

Mm, thought you liked 'em weird.

(SHE CHUCKLES)

♪♪

I like whatever this is.

♪♪

SAM: You're stunning.

♪♪

I'm so glad you think so.

♪♪

(TARA GASPS)

♪♪

(MOANING)

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Guess I never made it onto the couch.

Woulda been too normal if you did.

You're amazing.

Does this mean I get to see your house?

Hm?

You just met me.

And you just had your head between my legs.

Fair.

Never mind.

SAM: I didn't think you were serious.

I'm displaced.

And I have money saved from my past lives.

And I'm kinda living out of my car.

SAM: You're homeless and cash flush.

You haven't even seen it yet.

It needs a shit ton of work.

I understand.

Who doesn't?

Yeah.

♪♪

Here it is.

♪♪

No one's lived here in a while.

Clearly.

♪♪

I love the ceilings.

I'd take up this carpet, first thing.

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So much light!

♪♪

- And space! - Yep.

♪♪

TARA: Amazing vintage fixtures.

♪♪

Hey!

It looks like they were photographers too.

♪♪

This is stunning.

♪♪

You okay?

Yeah, all the...

the renovation stuff, you know what you're doing?

TARA: Yes, but I...

And you can pay rent until it's ready to sell?

Yes! But what just happened?

- I feel like... - SAM: I took that photo.

This is my parents' home... was...

my parents' home.

Um...

it's yours.

Go nuts.

Hey, Sam...

(DOOR CLOSES)

VOCALIST: ♪ You're turning me on ♪

♪ When we both know you'll never care ♪

♪ Stop using my heart ♪

(CAR PULLS UP, DOOR CLOSES)

VOCALIST: ♪ Won't you stop teasing me ♪

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

♪♪

Well, hello...

landlord.

Hello, renter.

Brought you some nicer curtains.

A client of mine was getting rid of them.

TARA: Thanks.

Yeah.

TARA: Actually, while I have you...

Is that an enlarger?

I found it for free online,

it just needed a new bulb.

It seems to work, but you would know better than me.

Holy shit.

TARA: What do you think about turning your old room

into a photo studio?

You could easily strip it once you show the house,

but in the meantime,

you could develop and print photos here

while I work.

Yeah.

(AMBIENT MUSIC)

So, why did you move to L.A.?

Never really told me.

♪♪

TARA: Last place before the ocean.

Poetic.

Well...

when you have no good reason,

you make up a reason, I guess.

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

Just... right here, okay?

♪♪

Excuse me...

(INDISTINCT REMARKS)

♪♪

TARA: You know him?

Not really.

As a general rule, though,

I try to connect with people instead of just...

pretending they're not there.

I know it sounds woo-woo,

but when you take a photo of someone...

you take something from them.

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

Can you sit up for me, please?

No, don't hide that.

I love your scar.

It's like your seam.

You do?

SAM: Yeah, it's what makes you you.

Beautiful.

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

I don't see it that way.

SAM: I do.

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

TARA: I want you to feel me.

♪♪

Is that okay?

TARA: Mmm, yes.

♪♪

My God.

♪♪

(MATTRESS SHUDDERS)

(LAUGHTER)

SAM: Well, who needs sexy music when you got an air mattress?

(LAUGHTER)

Hey, you.

TARA: Hey, you.

Is it okay that I slept over?

TARA: Mm-hm.

SAM: Did you move more stuff around overnight?

TARA: It relaxes me.

SAM: You made a lot of changes.

You told me to.

(EERIE AMBIENT MUSIC)

Did I do something wrong?

♪♪

I need a drink.

TARA: Talk to me.

♪♪

This is ridiculous.

♪♪

I know what it's like to run away.

I'm not running from shit.

You're in pain.

Jesus Christ, where are my fucking keys?

Fine.

I'm out.

♪♪

(SIGHS)

SAM: My mom died a year ago.

We were really close.

I'm so sorry, Sam.

Then my dad died two months ago.

We weren't close.

He was an asshole.

He left us years ago with a ton of debt.

♪♪

And now I have this home

and no parents.

♪♪

Even if I wanted to live here,

way beyond anything I could afford.

♪♪

TARA: My parents are gone too.

You never really stop searching.

♪♪

(WEEPING)

I wanna get rid of this house and move on.

♪♪

But I was thinking,

move on to what?

♪♪

TARA: I get it.

I gotta go.

TARA: Sam.

Hey.

You have nothing to be ashamed of, Sam.

I'm such a fucking failure.

No!

Look, I know it's hard,

but this house,

you can make it yours, Sam.

I don't want you to leave.

Stay here with me.

For real?

(RELIEVED LAUGHTER)

♪♪

(TENDER MUSIC)

♪♪

Mm... thank you.

Ooh, ooh, I see a really good one.

Can I squeeze it?

Happy four months, weirdo.

Yes!

Aren't bodies incredible?

That's not quite my response to ear wax, but...

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(TARA GASPS)

The fuck?

TARA: Maybe it's stress.

In my ear?

TARA: It can show up in different ways.

You've been working through so much.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

That the land line?

- Hello? - MALE CALLER: Hello, Lina.

(TARA HANGS UP ABRUPTLY)

Who was that?

♪♪

We should disconnect this.

Who was it?

♪♪

(SAM EXCLAIMS)

Talk to me.

TARA: Who even has a fucking land line anymore?

Phew, all right.

Whatever.

Um, I'm going to the darkroom.

♪♪

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

All clear.

(DOOR OPENS)

TARA: I'm sorry.

SAM: What are you running from?

We live together, Tara.

I know, I...

SAM: And if you want me to let you in,

you have to let me in too.

I was gonna tell you when I felt like

it was the right time.

SAM: Tell me what?

I have a stalker.

Had.

SAM: What?

Who?

(TARA SIGHS)

This guy I dated.

He got scary, so I ended it.

Then he got really scary.

And he called. He knows where we live.

TARA: It might not have been him.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

I don't know how he could have found me here.

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I don't want him to ruin this.

♪♪

SAM: No one can ruin this.

♪♪

I love you.

♪♪

I love you too.

♪♪

SAM: If you could live anywhere,

where would you live?

TARA: Underwater.

SAM: Why?

TARA: I feel safe underwater.

SAM: I meant on land.

♪♪

TARA: Right here.

I always wanna be exactly where I am.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be there.

SAM: I love you so fucking much.

I wish there were some way to show you,

other than sex or talking.

Some way for us to touch brains.

♪♪

TARA: I've got you.

SAM: I've got you.

(HORN HONKING)

That's Esther; I'm late.

- See you tonight babe, okay? - Okay, bye.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(CAR STARTS, DRIVES AWAY)

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

(DIALING NUMBER)

♪♪

I know you're looking for me.

I have a new life now, okay?

Stay away.

♪♪

(VIGOROUS SMASHING)

♪♪

(SHOUTS)

♪♪

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

♪♪

Esther!

Finally!

Yeah, hi!

Um, yeah, Sam told me to stop by.

Come in.

Wow.

I was telling him to sell the house.

Instead, he shacks up and settles down.

Cute.

TARA: He's not settling.

I'm his girlfriend.

ESTHER: Yeah, I mean... you know.

It's just nice to see he's happy.

SAM: Hey.

Whoa, what's all this?

Oh, I figured I'd bring the

equipment over since you have so much space.

Maybe we could set up our office, finally.

It looks amazing, by the way.

Um, thought you were just coming by

to see the place.

You said you set it up for work.

We set up a darkroom.

But we shoot digitally.

SAM: I'm finally taking my own work seriously, Esther,

can't keep fucking around with bullshit engagement photos.

Bullshit engagement photos.

- You know what I mean. - ESTHER: So, you're trading in

all of our hard work for some hipster pipe dream.

How can you be so flippant about our business?

It's not me be being flippant.

Being intentional.

ESTHER: Cool. What about money?

'Cause not everyone has a freebie mommy daddy house.

TARA: Editorial photographers make a lot of money.

I really believe in him.

[WITH IRONIC CHUCKLE] 'Cause I clearly don't,

I haven't dedicated the better part of the decade

trying to build our client list.

Okay, hey, hey, okay.

I'm sorry.

Okay? I'm sorry.

I can definitely find a place for equipment.

I just need to also put energy into my own stuff,

okay?

I've never seen you like this.

What'd you do to him, Tara?

♪♪

(LOUD THUMP)

♪♪

Leave me alone!

♪♪

(KNOB JIGGLING)

♪♪

♪♪

(INSECTS CHIRRING, DISTANT DOGS BARKING)

(LOCK TURNS)

(EXHALES WITH RELIEF)

- (TARA SCREAMS) - SAM: Whoa, hey!

Fuck! It's just me.

You're good, you're okay.

- You dummy! - Oh!

- Oh my God. - You're okay.

(EERIE MUSIC)

TARA: Tell me what you did with other women.

SAM: Huh?

Tell me how you fuck other women.

♪♪

I'm not falling for that.

TARA: Please?

♪♪

Why?

'Cause I wanna know?

♪♪

SAM: I, um... I don't wanna upset you.

It won't upset me.

It turns me on.

(HE SCOFFS)

Jealousy turns you on?

TARA: It's not jealousy.

Hm.

I like seeing another side of you.

What you're like when I'm not around.

What you were like before I came around.

♪♪

This isn't a trap?

♪♪

You stay there.

Watch and tell me.

SAM: Okay.

♪♪

Well...

there's this woman I worked with as a temp.

We'd share a look every now and then.

Felt charged, but never a word.

♪♪

(UNZIPPING ZIPPER)

Until one day, she just...

followed me to my car and got in.

I knew instantly what she was doing.

♪♪

I took her to my apartment,

barely saying a word.

Then we went to bed

like we both had to fuck.

Barely said a word.

Just went to bed

like you both had to fuck.

I don't... I don't know if I like this.

I want you to fuck me like that.

Exactly how you fucked that woman.

Like we have to.

♪♪

We have to.

Is that what you want?

♪♪

- Like this? - (TARA GASPS)

Yes.

♪♪

This turn you on?

Yes!

- This turn you on? - Yes.

(SAM GROANS)

♪♪

SAM: Hey!

I have an idea.

You wanna go on a date?

Right now?

I thought we'd go on a picnic.

Instead of, you know,

having sex and photo stuff,

having more sex... which is all great.

But, like, uh... plan something.

I mean, I already planned it.

Why are you acting anxious?

Anxious?

This is what I'm always like.

I can be ready in a few minutes.

Great.

Let me just grab one thing.

Okay?

- (TELEPHONE RINGS) - (TARA GASPS)

MALE CALLER: Going on a picnic, huh?

(EERIE MUSIC)

I was hoping to find you with Alice, too.

But I'm looking forward to meeting your new friend

when you least expect it.

(TARA SLAMS DOWN RECEIVER, WHIMPERS)

♪♪

SAM: So...

I've been thinking.

These, um... these past few months

have been the best of my life.

I mean, no one has ever cared about me

the way you do.

Really seen me.

I've never felt that way.

Like I'm really one with someone.

♪♪

And that's how I want it to be.

Me too.

♪♪

So...

♪♪

TARA: Oh my God.

I know, right?

You've inspired me, Tara.

Helped me see that I was just floating by,

numb.

I never imagined I could feel like...

like I have a home.

And I wanna be connected to you forever.

TARA: I love you so much.

SAM: Is that a yes?

Yeah?

(HAPPY LAUGHTER)

(SHOTLIKE SOUND, HIGH-PITCHED WHINE)

(SAM EXCLAIMS)

- TARA: Sam? - (SAM SHRIEKS)

Sam, what's wrong? Oh my God. Sam!

Help!

(SAM YELLS)

Hey, hey, Sam.

Somebody help!

And I've been feeling super tired

the past few weeks,

and then there's this slicing,

intense pain in my ear.

I don't see anything aberrant in your physical

or irritation in the ear.

I think it's just garden-variety tinnitus.

Did your parents deal with tinnitus?

I don't know, but I don't think so.

Any stress at work?

Big life events?

Uh, let's see, uh...

both my parents died.

Moved into a new house.

Actually, it's not new,

it's the house I grew up in.

Uh, new girlfriend... fiancée that's, uh...

You got a lot going on.

Let's just let that all settle in,

but I'll order some more comprehensive blood work

just to be safe.

(DOOR OPENS, SQUEAKS, CLOSES)

TARA: Just dropping this off.

(SHARP THUD)

We don't review unsolicited work.

I'm supposed to give this to you.

RECEPTIONIST: The director asked for it?

Right.

I'll get it to her.

ESTHER: What does she even do all day, does she work?

[WITH A SIGH] She's renovating the house.

But, like, who is she outside of you?

Does she even have a personality?

Esther, come on.

You're my best friend.

Sorry to tough-love you, but I'm in love with Tara.

If you wanna stay in my life,

we're gonna have to figure out some kinda...

Whoa.

I just got called in for a studio visit.

- Huh? - The Feinman/Valdes Gallery.

ESTHER: What?!

- Holy shit. - Holy shit!

I'm so fucking proud of you!

- I've gotta call Tara. - Right, yeah, go ahead.

Baby?

Did you get my messages?

Feinman/Valdes emailed me.

No clue how they found me, maybe online?

They wanna see more work.

Where are you?

TARA: In the bath.

Okay, I'll, uh, I'll be in the darkroom.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

(WATER TRICKLING)

♪♪

(CLOCK TICKING)

♪♪

(DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN)

SAM: Fall asleep in there?

♪♪

(KNOCKS)

♪♪

Hello?

♪♪

(BANGS ON DOOR)

Tara, are you okay?

♪♪

(BANGS ON DOOR)

Tara, I'm coming in if you don't answer.

♪♪

(DOOR BANGS OPEN)

♪♪

TARA: Hey.

(SAM PANTING)

What the hell just happened?

TARA: Are you okay?

(SAM PANTING)

♪♪

- SAM: Why didn't you answer me? - I had my head underwater.

I didn't hear anything.

Oh, fuck.

(SAM PANTING)

I'm an idiot.

(SAM LAUGHS)

Well, I'll fix the door, okay?

(SAM PANTING)

Jesus Christ.

TARA: You look so stressed out, baby.

(SAM PANTING)

SAM: You scared me.

TARA: Aw.

Maybe I can help you relax.

SAM: Mm.

♪♪

Is that good, baby?

(DISTORTED SNARL)

(GRUNTS)

♪♪

TARA: Sam?

Can you hear me?

(SAM GROANS SOFTLY)

(TARA SIGHS)

Sam.

What happened?

(SAM GROANS)

(SAM GRUNTS)

SAM: How long have I been out for?

Only for a few minutes.

SAM: I had this hallucination.

You were a...

(GASPS, FOOTSTEPS)

You hear that?

(GASPS, GLASS SHATTERS)

Here.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(TARA WHIMPERING)

TARA: That's him.

He's here.

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

(TARA GASPS)

That's him.

♪♪

What are you doing?

Hide, right now.

Hide.

♪♪

This is your chance.

Leave.

Now!

♪♪

TARA: Are we safe?

- ♪♪ - _

They're gone.

♪♪

Is this you?

You need to tell me what's really going on.

- TARA: I don't know, I... - SAM: It's him, right?

He broke into our house?

And this is you: Lina?

(EERIE MUSIC)

TARA: That's not my name anymore.

SAM: Why didn't you tell me Grant was your fiancé?

(TARA PANTING)

TARA: I ended it.

- TARA: And then he came after me. - SAM: Listen, listen.

♪♪

If he ever comes back here

or tries to hurt you again,

you grab whatever you can find

and you defend yourself, okay?

Okay.

♪♪

SAM: Is that how you got that scar?

♪♪

Did he give you that scar?

Will you tell me what the fuck is going on between you?

TARA: I don't want to open that wound!

♪♪

ESTHER: Wait, back up.

♪♪

You're engaged?

You don't even know this woman.

SAM: I do know her.

(ESTHER LAUGHS DRYLY)

ESTHER: Now you're telling me.

This is crazy fast.

Surely you can see that, right?

Why don't we just address

- why you hate Tara so much. - ESTHER: I don't hate her,

but I am allowed to have an opinion as your friend.

You're not even the same person.

My friend, yes.

Can you please send for an Esther back?

- Thank you. - ESTHER: I'm not gonna just tell you

what you want to hear, okay?

I'm genuinely worried about you.

Sam?

Hello?

Are you even listening?

Oh my God.

Wait, Esther, just...

Fuck.

Esther, I...

I'm sorry, I just don't think this is working out.

ESTHER: Fuck you.

♪♪

_

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

♪♪

TARA: Baby?

Brought dinner.

♪♪

Sam?

♪♪

_

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

Anxious?

This is what I'm always like.

♪♪

[VOICE DEEPENS, DISTORTS] Anxious.

♪♪

This is what I'm always like.

♪♪

(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

(GRANT CHUCKLES)

GRANT: I assume you know who I am by now.

SAM: You're stalking Tara.

Did I miss anything?

GRANT: "Tara?"

(GRANT LAUGHS DRYLY)

You mean Lina.

SAM: Right, because who would want to change her name

trying to hide from her stalker?

GRANT: I knew her since we were kids.

She changed.

She was mine.

SAM: That's not how relationships work.

GRANT: Yeah, you're not supposed to humiliate someone you love.

SAM: She doesn't want to be with you, dude.

Get over it.

GRANT: You think I tracked Lina down

just 'cause of a breakup?

(GRANT LAUGHS)

Listen, she's a fuckin' bitch,

but there's more to it.

SAM: What is it you think she did?

GRANT: Her and that cunt, Alice.

(GRANT EXHALES SLOWLY)

♪♪

We were going through a rough patch.

♪♪

Suddenly they steal my savings, my car,

and run off together.

(GRANT SCOFFS)

SAM: Who the hell is Alice?

GRANT: Fuck off.

SAM: Look, I have no idea who Alice is.

GRANT: Showed up one day out of the blue.

Sound familiar?

You notice people like her in a small town.

First she fucked over Theo,

then moved on to Lina.

♪♪

Corrupted her.

♪♪

(SAM SCOFFS)

SAM: This all sounds like one big you problem, Grant.

GRANT: You'd be wise to listen.

It's Lina.

Took a PI that I paid for by selling my house.

But I found her.

She's not right in the head.

♪♪

Whatever Alice got her to do to me,

she's gonna do again to the next sucker.

♪♪

I mean, do I want revenge?

Sure.

This is a civic duty now, man.

♪♪

You're welcome.

(FORCEFUL THUD)

My gift to you.

♪♪

If Lina's here, Alice can't be far.

♪♪

SAM: Get the fuck away from me.

GRANT: You smell like her.

SAM: Leave us alone.

If you come back here, I'll fuck you up, you hear me?

GRANT: I'll get to her.

One way or another.

♪♪

Or she'll get to you.

Yeah, best of luck, asshole.

(ENGINE STARTS)

TARA: Hey! I brought dinner.

SAM: Hm.

TARA: Everything okay?

(WATER RUNS)

♪♪

SAM: I met Grant.

♪♪

Seems like a nice fellow.

♪♪

- TARA: Where did you meet... - SAM: Who's Alice?

♪♪

He said Alice was the reason you broke things off.

♪♪

Then you robbed him?

♪♪

Listen, you can tell me.

♪♪

I won't be mad, I...

♪♪

Help me understand.

(CRUSHING, PIERCING SOUND EFFECT)

- God! - TARA: Sam!

God, what the fuck is happening?

- TARA: You need rest. - God!

Please just let me hold you.

- SAM: Stop! - TARA: Please.

SAM: Then tell me what the hell's going on.

TARA: I want to!

♪♪

I just...

I...

I need space.

♪♪

I can't be here anymore.

♪♪

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN AND CLOSES)

♪♪

DOCTOR: I wanted to call you in because, well,

I can't quite explain.

♪♪

I found no real diagnosis from the blood work,

but you're clearly not well.

SAM: How do you mean?

DOCTOR: Well, your white blood cell count is very low.

It's like your body's under attack.

But we didn't detect any infection

or reduced bone marrow function.

Something around you is making you sick.

♪♪

An allergy, mold, maybe mildew.

I'm gonna refer you to an allergist

because aside from that

there's nothing much else I can do.

♪♪

Thanks, Doctor.

♪♪

DOCTOR: Hey, son, we're not done here.

You just said not really much you can do.

DOCTOR: Yeah, I know you're anxious, but...

Anxious?

This is what I'm always like.

(RAIN POURING)

♪♪

I really need to see you.

♪♪

(LAUGHTER)

SAM: Mm, fuck, mm.

Oh, I'm still starving.

You can eat the seats or the steering wheel.

- SAM: Mm. - ESTHER: Crunchier.

Crunch, crunch, crunchy.

- ESTHER: Crunchy. - Crunchy.

(LAUGHTER)

(RADIO PLAYING)

♪♪

ESTHER: I'm glad you called.

SAM: Yeah, we never get to do this anymore, you know?

Yeah, we have fun together.

♪♪

(SAM INHALES)

SAM: Yep, yeah, I know. It's like I, uh...

♪♪

... forgot.

♪♪

Just... I wasn't paying attention.

Surprise.

♪♪

Does Tara know we're hanging out?

I don't know.

♪♪

I should probably find a place to crash.

You can crash at mine.

♪♪

First time for everything.

♪♪

I shouldn't be doing this.

ESTHER: You've been talking for hours

about how she hides shit from you.

Not like this.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Finally gave in, huh?

I've worked too hard to let you destroy my home.

Oh yeah, real hard work,

stealing my fucking savings to live off.

You know what's hard work?

Everything we built together

that you ruined.

I don't want you, Grant.

(GRANT LAUGHS)

You need to leave me alone.

(TARA WHIMPERS, GRUNTS)

GRANT: I'm gonna make you so fucking sorry, Lina.

(LABORED BREATHING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

Fine.

♪♪

Take me.

♪♪

GRANT: What did you say?

TARA: Just come with me.

- TARA: Mm-hm. - GRANT: God damn.

(GRANT MOANS)

TARA: Let's have each other one last time.

(GRANT MOANS)

[WHISPERING] Our secret.

(EERIE MUSIC)

[WHISPERING] GRANT: Yeah, yeah.

[WHISPERING] TARA: This way.

♪♪

To the shower.

♪♪

(BATHROOM DOOR OPENS)

(CRICKETS CHIRRING)

(DOOR OPENS)

SAM: Baby?

(TARA CRYING)

What's going on?

Hey, what's going on?

(SHUDDERING BREATHS)

I'm so sorry, Sam.

I can't lose you.

SAM: Oh.

Listen.

I've thought a lot about us today.

A lot.

Look, whatever's going on,

whatever issues you may have,

it's the past.

We can work through it.

Hey, you've helped me so much.

Now I want to help you.

TARA: Thank you.

I don't deserve that after all I put you through.

♪♪

Is someone here?

♪♪

TARA: No, please don't!

SAM: Fuck this.

(INTENSE MUSIC)

Holy shit.

- SAM: Holy shit! - TARA: It was self-defense.

I told you, he's dangerous.

- SAM: I'm calling the police! - TARA: No!

- TARA: I can explain! - SAM: You had plenty of time to...

(CRUSHING, PIERCING SOUND EFFECT)

TARA: They could say that I murdered him,

okay, baby?

What the fuck happened?

TARA: You told me if he ever came back here

that I should defend myself.

(SAM PANTING)

We need to get rid of the body.

What?

Listen to me, this is your house, okay?

People will think you did it.

Grant is connected to both of us.

Listen to me.

We have everything to lose.

Nobody is looking for him, okay?

He was a bad person.

The world is better without him in it.

Trust me.

(SAM PANTING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

Now help me get him into the trunk.

♪♪

We go at least 50 miles away from here.

I know a place a few valleys out

where they're pouring concrete for developments.

We'll drop the body there and no one will ever find him.

♪♪

SAM: How do you... know that?

♪♪

(PANTING)

(EERIE MUSIC)

Headed to the gallery event?

♪♪

SAM: I can't... believe we did that.

Huh?

♪♪

(URINE TRICKLING)

♪♪

Wait.

(SPUTTERS)

Wait.

(SAM PANTING)

The blood.

TARA: You look really tired, baby.

Did you have bad nightmares?

(SAM PANTING)

♪♪

Maybe.

Yeah...

Yeah.

(ENGINE HUMMING)

(SOFT MUSIC)

♪♪

_

(SAM PANTING)

(SCREEN TAPPING)

(PANTING INTENSIFIES)

(PHONE RINGS)

♪♪

(SOFT, TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

(SHUDDERING BREATHS)

♪♪

(PHONE RINGING)

♪♪

SAM'S VOICEMAIL: Hey, you've reached Sam.

Leave me a message and I'll call you back.

(BEEP)

Hey, babe, it's me.

Give me a call back when you have a sec.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

♪♪

(POOL BALLS CLATTERING)

(RADIO PLAYING)

♪♪

SAM: You Theo?

THEO: The one-armed and only.

♪♪

SAM: Yeah, the bartender said you'd be here.

THEO: Mm.

♪♪

SAM: I'm looking for someone who used to come here.

Sounds like you're the expert.

THEO: Well, I've been parked here for a few years now.

If they came through,

I know 'em.

♪♪

SAM: Her.

(THEO LAUGHS, INHALES)

THEO: Lina.

Fuck.

Yeah, she didn't just come through here.

SAM: Want me to buy you a drink, yeah?

THEO: Hm.

♪♪

SAM: What do you know about her?

THEO: Hm, the girl everyone wanted to be.

Or fuck.

Yeah, we went to school together.

SAM: Where she met Grant.

THEO: Phew, Grant, man.

He's a freaky dude.

♪♪

What's your horse in this race?

SAM: I'm dating her.

THEO: No shit.

How'd you get her away from Alice?

SAM: Alice isn't in the picture anymore.

♪♪

THEO: Incredible.

♪♪

Yeah, Alice was different.

Came out of nowhere and left a disaster in her wake,

myself included.

SAM: What happened?

♪♪

THEO: I get sick, right?

It started not long after she moved in.

Way too fast probably, but I was smitten.

Do you ever watch Animal Planet?

Yeah, it was like she put off a fuckin', uh,

whatchamacallit, makes you fall in love or lust.

- SAM: Pheromones. - THEO: Yeah, that's the one.

Felt like I had one foot in a dream.

Then one day I collapsed in the street

and I woke up in the hospital.

You know, Alice came to visit at first,

but before I was even out of the hospital,

you know, she was out of my life completely.

You know, as soon as she was gone,

I felt better and better immediately.

Yeah, seriously, fuck her.

SAM: So, how does Lina and Grant fit in?

THEO: So she takes a liking to Lina

and they start seeing each other a lot.

Best friends.

And then all of a sudden, it's more.

Some like real-life hot lesbian shit.

Turns out they had some love shack

like just outside of town.

- Where is this place? - THEO: Uh, short drive.

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

Parish Road.

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

(DOOR CREAKING CLOSED)

♪♪

(LABORED BREATHING)

♪♪

(SQUELCHING FOOTSTEP)

♪♪

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

(SAM GRUNTING)

♪♪

(SAM PANTING)

♪♪

(SAM SHOUTS, PANTS AGGRESSIVELY)

(SAM GAGGING)

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

(SOFT MUSIC)

♪♪

(KNOCKING)

♪♪

ESTHER: Dude, what is going on?

Come in.

♪♪

I, um...

♪♪

I needed to see you.

ESTHER: What is it?

♪♪

Sam, hello?

♪♪

(CRICKETS CHIRRING)

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

(DOOR BANGS OPEN)

(TENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

(LIGHT CLICKS ON)

♪♪

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

♪♪

Where are you going?

(EERIE MUSIC)

♪♪

SAM: I, um, went to your old place.

♪♪

Yours and Alice's.

(TENSE MUSIC)

TARA: Why did you do that?

Who the fuck was in that wall?

(TARA LAUGHS)

You didn't recognize me?

♪♪

Who are you?

What are you?

♪♪

I think, uh, I think I need to be alone.

♪♪

Figure out what I want.

I always wanted you to know the whole truth.

♪♪

And now I can show you.

♪♪

That's not gonna work on me anymore.

(TARA LAUGHS MANIACALLY)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

What's happening?

♪♪

The truth.

(SLITHERING RUMBLES)

♪♪

(SQUELCHING SPLITTING SOUNDS)

♪♪

(GRUNTS)

♪♪

(GAGGING)

♪♪

TARA: I've been taking out a little bit every night.

(SAM GRUNTING)

Absorbing you.

♪♪

Becoming you.

♪♪

I'm truly sorry, but this last part's

gonna be painful for both of us.

(GRUNTING)

It's what I am.

♪♪

Whether we like it or not.

Just try to breathe.

♪♪

Please just kill me.

TARA: Mm-mm.

I can't do that.

If I'm gonna become you,

I need you alive until we're through.

(CRUNCHING, SPLATTERING)

(TARA SHOUTING)

TARA: No!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

SAM: If you don't let me go, I'll do it.

TARA: Don't do anything crazy, baby.

♪♪

(SAM GRUNTS)

Stop!

SAM: Stay there or I'll fucking do it!

♪♪

(WET SLITHERING SOUNDS)

♪♪

(HORNS BLARING)

♪♪

(SAM PANTING)

♪♪

(BANGING ON DOOR)

ESTHER: Back so... what happened?

Tara's after me. Lock the door.

- ESTHER: Sam? - SAM: Lock the door.

- SAM: Lock the door right now. - ESTHER: What?

Did she do this to you because of what we did?

SAM: What the fuck are you talking about?

That we had sex, Sam.

What?

(EERIE MUSIC)

What sex?

(CRUSHING, PIERCING SOUND EFFECT)

(GRUNTING, SHOUTING)

ESTHER: What's happening?

SAM: My... my ear, my ear!

ESTHER: I want to look at it, let me look at it.

(SAM GRUNTING)

Holy shit!

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

SAM: Look, listen, listen, listen to me.

♪♪

You gotta get out of here right now.

ESTHER: Sam, what is going on?

(CRUSHING, PIERCING SOUND EFFECT)

(SAM PANTING)

SAM: Go now! Go!

ESTHER: Sam, what is... let me help you!

Sam!

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

How did you?

Oh, Esther, I'm so scared.

But this is too complicated now.

(CRUSHING, SPLATTERING, ESTHER SCREAMS)

(SAM CHUCKLES DRYLY)

(ESTHER WHIMPERING, PANTING)

("SAM" SHUSHING)

It's okay, it's okay.

(WET SLITHERING SOUNDS)

TARA: I'm so sorry.

I love you exactly like he loves you.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

♪♪

(DOOR BANGS OPEN)

♪♪

(WET SLITHERING SOUNDS)

♪♪

Hm.

Now where did I go?

VOCALIST: ♪ Won't you stop teasing me? ♪

♪ Stop using my heart ♪

♪ I will win you somehow ♪

♪ You know you wanted me ♪

♪ Stop using my heart ♪

(POP MUSIC)

♪♪

(DARK MUSIC)

♪♪

(DOOR AJAR ALARM)

♪♪

(SHOVEL REPEATEDLY HITTING EARTH)

♪♪

(GRUNTS)

♪♪

(GRUNTING)

♪♪

"SAM": No, you don't.

SAM: Oh my God.

♪♪

What did you do to me?

♪♪

"SAM": I'm becoming you, baby.

♪♪

I almost have everything I need.

(CHUCKLES)

(WET SLITHERING SOUNDS)

TARA: With Grant and Esther dead,

Tara has to die too.

♪♪

I didn't want to do it all so quickly,

but Grant was after me.

I had to speed things up.

If you hadn't run to Esther,

she'd never have known.

You would have ended up with her.

♪♪

Well, we would have.

Wouldn't that be nice?

♪♪

I envy you.

(GRUNTING)

[DISTORTED] Having an identity of your own.

(GRUNTING)

(SAM PANTING)

(TARA SIGHS)

♪♪

(SAM GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

♪♪

(TARA GRUNTS)

TARA: I've worked too hard to let you go.

(TARA GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING CONTINUES)

♪♪

(SAM SPUTTERS, COUGHS)

(GRUNTING)

♪♪

"SAM": Let go.

♪♪

No.

♪♪

(SOFT MUSIC)

(CHATTER)

♪♪

Big fan of your work.

♪♪

"SAM": Thanks.

Been looking for you.

I think we might have something in common.

♪♪

Oh?

♪♪

I think I need some fresh air.

♪♪

If I could live anywhere,

I'd live underwater.

♪♪

Are there others?

♪♪

MALE: I don't know.

Probably.

"SAM": How'd you find me?

♪♪

MALE: The news stories.

I put the pieces together.

"SAM": Oh.

♪♪

Is there anything more calming than the ocean?

(WAVES CRASHING)

- "SAM": Yes. - MALE: And what's that?

♪♪

Fucking.

♪♪

(WAVES CRASHING)

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(LIGHT TURNS ON, BUZZES)

(SOFT MUSIC)