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Another afternoon with Roderick?

Yep.

Did you tell him?

No.

You have to tell him.

I think I'm falling for him.

Bullshit. This is a college crush.

Well, what if it isn't?

You have to tell him. This isn't something

can wait until the last minute with.

I know.

He has a right to know Morgan.

I think I actually have

like serious, serious feelings for him.

Then he absolutely has a right to know.

Plans have to be made. This is going to affect him too.

You're right.

Going to Paris next semester is the right choice.

Yeah, golly-jeepers,

I've never been to Europe, I can hardly wait.

Just tell him, okay?

Paris isn't going anywhere.

I'm just saying, what if...

Don't you fucking say it!

Ahh, you are not gonna postpone Paris for this nerd.

Like I said, Paris isn't going anywhere.

You are not going to give up your scholarship for this

goofball mama's boy.

Don't call him that.

He's a rich mama's boy who studies literature.

He-he's studying to be a professor.

Of literature. It's boring.

Okay, this is a college crush!

You guys are going to graduate and go your separate ways.

It's inevitable.

What if I really love him?

Get over it!

Get over it and go to Paris?

Who knows, you might want

to have a French boyfriend for a while.

Yeah, and then what?

Live your fucking life. I don't know.

It's fun, college is supposed

to be fun and games. You know?

Yeah, and studying, and degrees.

Okay, you know what I mean.

Besides, what are you gonna do

follow him around while he tries to find a teaching job?

I might.

And what are you going to do?

Fuck, I don't know.

Holy shit Morgan!

How many times have you told me about your dad baking

pastries his whole life-

- Liz - - so that you could go to school?

Liz, do not guilt trip me like that.

You were handed a scholarship to go to Paris for Christ's sake.

Ahhhhh!

Fuck. I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, first of all...

You're going to take a shower.

Cuz I say this with peace and love, you have serious b.O.

- Oh! - Yeah.

Oh...

Damn, I am sorry.

It's okay.

Second...

You're going to study and get through finals.

Like you said, Paris isn't going anywhere

and neither is Roderick.

You're gonna enjoy the rest of your semester.

Spend the break with your boy and then jet off to Europe.

You know I'm right.

C'est la vie! Eh eh eh.

I know, you're right.

One thing at a time. But you have to tell him.

I'll tell him.

Yeah! Yeah, I'll-I'm uh, i'm gonna tell him.

I'll just tell him.

You know what though?

What?

You're the best roomie ever.

Eh, that's true. Okay...

Okay, yeah you know, you reek.

Oh yeah, sorry.

- Kay... - I'm going to take a shower now.

Yeah, good.

Hey, while you're at it...

Ménage... ménage à moi.

No. No, no you did not just say that.

I did.

- I did. - Okay, well I'm gonna go now.

Concentrate on yourself.

Self love!

- Mmm-hmm. Mmm-Kay. - A lot of it.

Self love. Self love.

I des...

I deserve self love.

Hey babe, you're late.

What's wrong?

I, um...

I have some bad news.

What is it?

Is everything okay?

My father... is sick.

That's terrible.

He hasn't been well for, for quite a while now.

I had no idea.

I mean, you never really talk about your father.

I suppose combinations of simple bits

of information can create emotional responses.

I really do not care much for father.

He's always been sickly and more of

a patient in a hospital ward we call his room.

He can only eat certain foods.

I was always too loud as a child.

He's prone to shy away from the light.

He would always flinch when I tried to touch him.

I... don't want to bother you with the particulars.

Nevertheless, he has an acute bodily illness, of which i'm

sure is more mental than physical.

So, is he really sick or is he a hypochondriac?

This time, he is near death, so my mother tells me.

I'm so sorry. What are you going to do?

Mother needs me.

I have to leave and go back home for a little while.

- When? - Now.

This evening, actually.

But what about school? What about finals?

I've spent the day speaking with professors.

Some will let me use homework assignments and quizzes for

class grades.

But that's gonna affect your gpa.

Ah well, what can I do?

But you've been working so hard.

It's not the end of the world.

I'll re-take some courses if I must.

Are you sure you have to go?

Mother insists.

She's really not allowing for any hesitation.

How long will you be gone?

Probably through the semester break I should imagine.

It's hard to say really.

Roderick... I... um...

I have something-

it's alright sweetheart, um...

You don't have to say anything.

I'll be alright.

I'll call you when I get there tonight, okay?

Fuck...

I couldn't fucking tell him, Liz!

His...

His father is literally dying!

What was I supposed to say? Hey, I'm breaking up with you?

Don't look at as breaking up.

And now he's going home!

He's going home, all alone, and he's going there to...

Watch his father die!

That's a little dramatic.

By the time...

His dad is dead and buried he's going

to be coming back next semester...

And I'm going to be in, in fucking Paris!

Or in Paris fucking.

What?

You'll be okay.

That's not what you said!

You'll be in Paris! I said you'll be in Paris.

Listen he said he'd call you, just tell him then.

Over the phone? I can't tell him over the phone.

Like, how messed up is that?

Sorry your dad's dying,

but I'm gonna be going to fucking France!

You should have told him sooner.

No shit Liz!

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

No...

It's my fault. I should have told him sooner.

I was just scared he was gonna

like breakup with me or something.

You don't know that.

He's not going to be able to handle this Liz.

You don't know that either.

He seems like a strong person.

You just think he's some

goofball, geeky, nerdy guy. You don't know him.

Geeky nerdy guys can handle a lot...

Can't they?

He's reserved, ya know?

He comes from like some ancient family,

who has like a certain temperament, and...

Like they're the kind of family that donates to charity.

They're into the arts.

He's not really a strong man... You know? He's...

He's sensitive.

I have an idea.

What?

I know you're upset...

But just hear me out.

I'm your friend, right?

Right?

I think you need a break tonight, okay?

And starting fresh in the morning, hit the books.

Concentrate on your studies, the finals.

I say this with peace and love, you need to get through this.

This is a hiccup.

Everything's going to be fine, right?

Then, after finals, go see him.

Go see him?

Yeah. Go out there. Be there for him.

Meet his family. Meet his mother.

Lord knows you need to get along with his mom if you're actually

falling for this goofball.

No, but it'll be good for the both of you.

You can tell him about Paris and you guys can make a plan for

when you get back from Europe.

It's okay, everything is fine.

Yeah, I think I did pretty well.

I mean, I'm you know, just trying to stay positive.

I mean, I studied as hard as I could and now we just wait for

the grades to be posted.

How's your dad?

When I called you a couple of days ago,

I said he was up but very weak.

I think he's gotten worse.

The doctor is here and plans to stay until the end.

This might sound a little morbid, but...

Does the doctor know when the end might be?

No, not really.

I suppose it could be days, weeks, or hours.

Who knows when the bell will toll?

I miss you.

Yeah?

I miss you too babe.

So... how 'bout I come up there?

Up here?

Yeah.

Why?

Cause I wanna be there for you?

I don't need you here.

Really.

Mmm, I think you do, you just don't know it.

I don't think it's a good idea.

I can meet your family.

You don't want to introduce me to your family?

No, no, I-I-I do.

I just...

I just don't think now is the best time.

It's the perfect time actually.

I can be there for you, support you, you know?

That's... really kind of you... Morgan.

And there's something else we need to talk about.

What?

I'd rather not say over the phone.

Is everything alright?

Of course. I'd just rather talk about it in person.

About what?

Next semester...

Just wanna plan some things.

Can it wait?

Look, my last final's tomorrow, classes end next week.

There's nothing here for me.

May as well make my way up

there so I can spend more time with you.

I just... I don't think it's a good idea.

Well, will you at least think about it?

I'll think about it.

So he said he misses you but he doesn't think that it's a good

idea for you to come out?

Yep.

But he didn't say no, don't come out?

Nope.

Okay, just that he doesn't think that it's

a good idea, but that he'd think about it?

Yep.

Yeah, you should definitely go.

- Right? - Yeah.

You should go today!

We think so much alike! I already bought a ticket.

Can you take me to the train station?

- Absolutely! - Let's go.

- How's this one? - Mmm, yeah.

- Yeah? - It's good.

Okay.

Thanks so much for everything.

Of course.

I'm probably not going to see you before you leave for France.

So...

I wanted to give you this.

Oh, what is this?

It's a wallet silly.

It's just for some Euros for taxis, airports, whatever.

You don't wanna carry too much cash around.

Awe...

Thank you so much.

Yeah, of course. You're welcome.

Well, keep in touch okay.

And let me know if there are any cute guys cause I'll fly

over and join you.

Oh yeah, definitely. You can have a mad tryst!

Yes, you know it.

Okay. Well...

I gotta go.

Awe, I'm gonna cry.

No, seriously don't. It's not like you're never going

to see me again.

I better see you again!

We're hanging out big time when you get back.

I want juicy stories.

Take care of yourself. Say hi to the mama's boy for me.

Oh, I will.

Be safe!

Track 23. Now boarding.

Track 23.

Gum?

No thanks.

Sucker?

I'm good.

I didn't think I could get a lift out here, do you get a lot

of business?

Yeah sure.

Make plenty drivin' folks around the city.

So there's a lot to do out here then?

Not really.

Are you from here?

Born and bred.

Do you know the ushers?

Know of them.

You here on account of mister Usher fallin' ill?

Yes.

I'm dating his son.

His son?

Roderick?

Huh.

Thought the boy went off to college.

Yeah. That's where we met.

Good thing he got out of that house.

Why?

Ushers have owned most of the land around here.

Really?

Have for several generations.

- Here we are. - Um.

Can't you just drive me all the way up to the house?

This is as far as I go.

Okay.

You never answered my question.

Why is it good that Roderick left the house?

Kids should grow up, get out on their own.

Don't you agree?

I suppose so.

May I help you?

Hi! I'm Morgan segal.

I'm Roderick's girlfriend.

Is he at home?

Roderick's girlfriend?

You must mean from college.

Yeah, that's right.

Of course... uh...

I wasn't told to expect anyone.

It's kind of a surprise.

Roderick wasn't expecting me.

I see.

Well, you've come at an awkward time.

I know. I know, Roderick's father is sick.

Yes.

Which is exactly why I wanted to come.

I wanted to come to support him, you know?

During this really difficult time.

Yes, of course.

Come in.

Are you an Usher?

No. I'm the Butler, Vincent. Vincent ellerbe.

Very nice to meet you mister ellerbe.

Um, it's really dark in here, I'm kind of afraid to move

around. I don't want to bump into anything.

Mister Usher is very sensitive to the light.

We must keep the drapes closed.

Yes...

We must allow our eyes to get used to the dark.

But I assure you, there is...

Nothing to be afraid of.

If you'll wait here, I'll let master Roderick

know you've arrived.

Master Roderick.

Master Roderick...

Miss segal.

Master Roderick.

Thank you Vincent. You may dispense with the protocol.

She's a personal friend.

Very good sir.

Babe...

Have a seat.

What are you doing here?

Well, it's good to see you too, master Roderick.

Don't call me that.

Don't worry.

Master anything hasn't been used in my family for generations.

It's not like that.

It's a prefix for a young gentleman of the better class

who is not yet enough to be called mister.

And there you go mansplainin' again. I'm just teasing you.

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm... kind of on edge.

I know.

That's exactly why I'm here.

To help calm you down, center you.

It's very thoughtful of you to come all this way but I told you

it wasn't a good idea.

Do you think I want you here with my...

My father being sick?

Listen babe...

Whether you realize it or not,

you need me here.

If we're going to be in a serious relationship,

it's exactly times like this that we need to be there for one

another.

Together.

It's very thoughtful of you.

But I have to warn you, your stay might be a bit...

Unnerving.

How so?

I didn't know we were expecting visitors.

Mother, I would like to introduce you to a friend

from school, Morgan segal.

Morgan...

My mother, lady Usher.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Never be the first to offer your hand to be shaken when being

introduced to the lady of the house.

Instead, you must wait for the hostess to

offer her hand to you.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

I'm just fooling with you.

Ahh, one thing's for sure, you'll have to get used to the

Usher sense of humor.

For sure.

Well...

It's always nice to meet a friend of Roderick's.

Girl-friend, actually.

Girl-friend? Really?

I didn't know.

Well...

Maybe you just slipped his mind.

I was going to tell you.

Of course you were.

I know you wouldn't keep something as important as a

girl-friend from your mother.

With everything going on I'm sure it...

Yes?

It...

As you said, it must've just slipped his mind.

Don't make excuses for him.

No, of course not. I-

of course not.

Now then...

Did you take the train?

I did.

Well, you must be tired from your trip.

I am a little.

Dinner will be served in an hour and a half.

Vincent will show you to your room where you can freshen up.

Bath and shower are down the hall, do dress for dinner

and we'll see you back down here in an hour for cocktails.

You're not a teetotaler, are you?

No ma'am.

Good. If there's one thing I detest; It is the practice and

promotion of complete personal abstinence from alcohol.

No ma'am. I drink.

Well, you're not a lush are you?

No. No ma'am.

She's a very responsible drinker mother.

Vincent, please show our guest to her room.

Yes madam.

There are cocktail dresses in the closet, do help yourself.

I'm sure you have wonderful taste and won't disappoint.

I can show her to her room.

Vincent knows his place in this house.

Please respect his title.

Of course.

This way please.

When were you going to tell me

about this little girl-friend of yours?

I, I, I... how long have you been seeing her?

A few months.

Months?!

Months?! And you haven't said a word?!

As madam said, cocktails in one

hour, dinner thirty minutes after.

Dresses in the closet.

I believe they are in the right size.

Um, Vincent...

Roderick didn't know I was coming.

How is it you already have dresses for me?

You're not the first guest in the house of Usher.

I see.

Roderick's had other girl-friends here.

No miss.

You are master Roderick's first guest...

Ever.

Oh my god, you scared me.

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

You look amazing.

Thank you.

Who is the artist?

That would be my very talented son.

I'm impressed.

- You should be. - Thank you.

There is a darkness to them.

Don't get me wrong, I do love the art. But...

They just seem a little dark to me.

Well, if you knew my son, you'd know how dark he can be.

I guess I only know the happy, light side of Roderick.

We all have two sides...

Don't we miss segal?

I suppose.

Will your father be joining us?

No, he's too sick.

You'll get to meet my brother Gordon.

You have a brother?

Yeah.

What else don't I know about you?

Good evening all.

Ah, doctor Phillips, miss Morgan... segal.

Miss... segal.

Doctor.

Doctor Phillips has been our family physician for many years.

And his father before him.

Isn't that right doctor?

Our families do indeed have a long history together.

Miss segal, on the other hand, has been Roderick's girl-friend

for only a few months.

Apparently they met in college.

Met my first wife in college.

Married ten years. Decade.

And she disappeared.

Left one day without saying a word.

How is our patient this evening doctor?

As well as can be expected.

He's resting comfortably.

Resting comfortably.

I hope we can all expect to rest comfortably on our death bed.

To resting comfortably.

Mother, that's a rather ghastly thing to say.

On the contrary, I'm completely sincere.

And why not? He deserves to rest comfortably before he passes on!

To... resting comfortably.

It's so sad your father has to go through all this at such

a young age.

Oh, he's not that young.

No?

I guess I just assumed he was because your mother is so young.

Uh, father is one hundred years old.

Your father is a hundred?

Yeah.

And your mother is?

She's forty-five.

It... it's weird, I know.

And you're...

Do the math.

So. Your father was seventy-eight

when you were born?

Hmm-umm.

- And your mother was... - Twenty-four.

Oh.

Madam...

Dinner is served.

This looks delicious Vincent.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Morgan, this is my older brother Gordon.

Hello.

Can you say hello Gordon?

Hellow.

Gordon got new gloves today.

He keeps the grounds. Actually, he grew those flowers

over there.

They're very pretty.

Yes, thank you.

So. Miss segal-

Morgan, you can call me Morgan.

Morgan...

As our special guest this evening, perhaps you'd like to

say grace.

Grace?

Grace.

A blessing before dinner.

Please. Pick something from the Bible.

Mother.

What?

Please don't put Morgan on the spot like this.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize I was putting someone on the spot. I...

Simply thought she might like to say grace.

Maybe she's religious.

I wouldn't know because you

haven't told me anything about her.

It's okay Roderick.

I can say grace.

No, mother is teasing again.

Aren't you... mother?

No.

I am not teasing.

Please...

Pick something from the Bible.

Um...

Anytime dear.

"And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence

in heaven about the space of half an hour-".

Good lord, not revelations!

Pick something else.

"And when he learned that Jesus was to be crucified...

Judas attempted to return the money he had been paid for

his betrayal and...

Attempted suicide by hanging."

And we're done!

Amen!

You sure know how to pick 'em.

Amen.

Aaaaaa mennnnnnn.

I'm sorry, I'm really not very religious.

No it's... it's okay.

It's okay.

Roderick used to be.

You should have seen him as a little boy...

His little hands pressed together...

His head bowed in prayer.

Come on!

Let me hear it!

Let me hear you say it!

Let me hear you say you love the baby Jesus!

But not anymore.

I tried to raise him as a good catholic.

Tried to instill all the holy sacraments.

The ushers have been good catholics for generations.

Isn't that right mother?

When was the last time you went to confession?

That's between me and god.

I believe religion is a matter that should be personal.

Between the person and their...

God... of... choice.

What about you doctor Phillips?

I don't believe you're a man of faith.

I'm a man of science lady Usher.

Here! Here!

To science!

Vincent...

That dress needs a shawl.

Too much skin.

Yes madam.

And pass the asparagus.

So, Morgan...

Since my son has failed to tell us anything about you...

Perhaps you could tell us about yourself.

Well, I'm from Indiana originally.

Ah, the hoosier state.

Yes sir, home of James Dean.

And Michael Jackson.

Yes ma'am.

Both my parents were born and raised.

My mother was a maid.

My father's a baker.

Good hard-working people.

I knew it.

Yes ma'am.

Your father's a baker.

He specializes in pastries and...

Desserts.

Does he? Is he any good?

Oh, the best in muncie.

Well then, I'm sure you'll give Vincent here an honest opinion

of your desserts.

Oh, yes ma'am.

Your mother was a maid you said, what does she do now?

She's passed.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

So you've experienced the death of a parent then?

Yes, ma'am, I have.

I'm sure, that's why you felt the need to be here for my son.

I suppose so.

I just thought he could use a friend at a time like this.

A girl-friend you mean.

You made it clear earlier that you are here as his girl-friend.

- Mother. - What son?

Are you teasing again Mrs. Usher?

No, Morgan. I'm not teasing.

I'd simply like a little information about my son

and his girlfriend's relationship.

I'd like you to clarify the question.

You came here tonight as his girl-friend...

Yes?

Yes.

Mother!

It's okay.

Yes Roderick. It's okay.

I came here, Mrs. Usher...

To be of comfort and solace for my boy-friend during this

difficult time.

You see.

She's more than capable of answering the question herself.

She's a very capable woman.

To capable women.

She's too good for you.

So.

How did you two meet?

We met at a party.

A party?

And here I thought I sent you off to college to study.

Did you go home with him?

No ma'am.

He was quite charming though.

Weren't you?

He walked me back to my dorm to make sure I was safe.

Very charming.

Very chivalrous.

I taught you well.

You having sex?

You okay?

Yes. Thank you.

- Well? - Mother! That's enough!

No!

I would like some information about my son and his

girl-friend's relationship!

Then ask me!

Fine... Roderick.

Are you having sex with this girl?

It's none of your business!

And even if it was it certainly isn't a conversation to have at

the dinner table!

You'll do well to mind your place in this house, son.

I will decide what is and is not appropriate to discuss at my

dinner table!

Perhaps a different topic of conversation would suit you

better, hmmm?

Do I make myself clear?

Yes ma'am.

Now...

Judging by the response to my query,

I will assume the affirmative.

Are you using protection?

- Yes, Mrs. Usher. - Morgan -

it's okay.

We don't need any heirs to this house.

We are using protection.

Good.

If not, perhaps doctor Philips here can give you an exam and

prescribe something.

He's done well by me for many years.

I have two sons and...

Well.

One and a half.

Pass the salt dear.

You're welcome to stay the night

but I think it would be best for all,

if you left first thing in the morning.

Have I offended you?

- Morgan... - No.

I think I'm owed an explanation.

You came here unannounced. Uninvited, I might add.

Roderick told you it wasn't a good time to come

and yet you came anyway.

Now, I understand you feel that by being here you're doing him.

I can take care of my son.

I think you came here for selfish reasons-

- I only- - ahhh!

You asked for an explanation miss segal,

I'm giving it to you.

You came to this house of your own accord,

knowing that this was an extremely difficult time and

yet you gave no thought as to how your presence would

affect our household!

My husband, mister Usher, Roderick's father,

lies in his bed dying.

Frankly, miss segal, you have shown poor judgement,

your timing is simply dreadful,

and I will not mention your lack of social etiquette!

Frankly, you are not welcome in my house...

At this time.

I'm sure if things were different...

Under different circumstances...

It would be fine.

I, I heard yelling! Ahhh! Ahhh!

Roderick, give me a hand!

Ahhhh.

Ahhhh.

You see miss segal?!

I'm sure you'd agree, that it would be best if you left...

First thing in the morning.

Ahhhh... ahhhh.

Fuck that bitch.

Roderick?

Morgan?

You okay?

How's your father?

He's resting now.

Poor thing.

I really didn't think we were being that loud.

He's very susceptible to noise.

To anything really. It's his...

Morbid acuteness of the senses.

It's part of his illness...

His mental illness.

What about Gordon?

He'll be fine.

I told you it would be unnerving.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

Your mother does not like me, does she?

My mother is...

Touched.

What does that mean?

It means she can be a little... Intense.

A little?

I'm sorry she embarrassed you.

I think she embarrassed you more than me.

Ah, no. I'm used to it.

Has it always been that way?

Uh. In a way.

I think it has become more concentrated due to my father's

illness.

Sorry you had to meet my father that way. Kind of a...

Grand entrance.

Scared the shit out of me.

I just wish I could take it all back.

This whole evening. I wouldn't want you to only have a sick old

man as your image of him.

I won't.

Maybe, you could show me pictures or something.

Yeah.

That's a good idea.

In the morning.

But your mother wants me gone in the morning.

First thing she said.

I'll speak to her.

Don't.

That's the last thing I want to do is get in-between you and

your mother.

My mother can be very strong willed.

We've been through a lot together.

I've got an idea.

Read me something.

What?

Read me one of your books.

Any of them. Just pick one.

When our two souls stand up erect and strong...

Face to face, silent...

Drawing nigh and nigher.

Until the lengthening wings break into fire at either curved

point...

What bitter wrong can the earth do to us, that we should not

long be here contented?

Think.

In mounting higher, the angels would press on us and aspire to

drop some golden orb

of perfect song into our deep, dear silence.

Let us stay rather on earth, beloved...

Where the unfit contrarious moods of men recoil away and

isolate pure spirits...

And permit a place to stand and love in for a day...

With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.

Mother.

- What? - Did?

- What? - Did you just call me... mother?

I, no...

I- i-i... didn't.

Did I?

No, I, I said Morgan.

I'm pretty sure just you called me mother.

No. I Don... I don't think I did.

No, I... I... I didn't.

Okay boo.

I'm just gonna chalk this up to, it's been a really long

fucking day...

And...

I'm just gonna go back to my room.

Morgan, please...

No, no, no it's, it's okay. Just...

I'll see you in the morning.

Morgan... I, I...

Shhhh...

Mother?

What the fuck?

Really?

Lady Usher?

Welcome to my house.

Have you seen her?

Are you alright Mr. Usher?

You haven't seen her then?

Who?

She's there!

Come, come!

See, see for yourself!

I'm sorry mister Usher, I don't see anyone there.

Madeline.

Let's just get you back to bed.

Ma-ma-Madeline!

I'm Morgan.

Don't worry, you've had a long day.

Let's just get you back to bed.

Get you resting.

Oh, please... don't let the blankets touch my skin.

I'm so sorry.

Is that okay?

Please...

I must see my daughter.

I must speak to her.

I don't think I've met her yet, Mr. Usher.

Can I... call the doctor or your wife?

Ah. No. I've suffered enough.

I want to see Madeline.

Well. Everyone's asleep. It's really late, mister Usher.

I'll see what I can do first thing in the morning but for

now you need to rest.

I dread...

The events of the future.

Not the future themselves but...

Rather the results.

Should I get call doctor?

No, I shudder at the thought of any incident...

No matter how trivial.

All of this... this...

In-intolerable agitation to my soul.

I believe that the period will arrive...

When I must abandon...

This life...

And reason with the grim phantasm.

You'll be fine mister Usher.

That won't happen anytime soon.

The gloom...

That has inflicted my heart...

Is more natural...

And more palpa-palpable of origin.

My decease will be welcome...

With a bitterness...

That the last of the ushers...

Is near.

You're not the last of the ushers.

There's Roderick.

Well, perhaps...

When he's grown...

An adult...

He will carry on the house of Usher.

But...

I fear...

That the disease...

And the evil of the family...

Shall follow him.

What disease?

A host of unnatural sensations...

Of which I've long suffered.

Morbid acuteness of senses. Even of food alone is endurable.

I must wear certain garments of fabric.

Odors oppress me.

My eyes are tormented...

With even the faintest light.

Res-ponding sounds...

In-in-inspire me...

With horror.

What this family needs...

Is new blood. Or this UN-godly disease...

Will pass on and pass down.

I'm afraid my daughter...

Has already passed it down to her son.

This apathy...

The gradual waste...

And the decay of this house.

In the greenest of our valleys,

by good angels tenanted,

once a fair and stately palace-

radiant palace-

reared its head.

In the monarch's thought's dominion-

never seraph spread a pinion,

over fabric...

Half so fair.

This haunted palace. Let us mourn...

For never morrow.

Did you write that?

Perhaps.

Perhaps?

Yes.

You...!

Are what...

The house of Usher needs.

What happened?! What did you do?!

Help me lay him.

Morgan, what is going on?

I can't.

Shut the door.

Dear husband.

Time to sleep.

Travelers now in the valley,

through red-litten windows, see the...

Many forms moving fantastically to a discordant melody;

like a rapid ghastly river,

through a pale door, the hideous throngs rush out forever,

and laugh...

But smile no more.

I have to go.

Morning.

Would you like some breakfast?

You were right I shouldn't have come.

This has been a huge mistake.

It hasn't been a huge mistake.

Just let me finish.

It has been a mistake.

Your mother can't stand me, you're father is dying.

- And I have to- - my father is dead.

My father is dead. He died last night of...

Natural causes.

Roderick, I'm so sorry.

I don't know what to say.

There's nothing to say really.

Well, what happened?

After you left his room, he just...

Closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

Well, you were all by his side when he passed.

Guess that's a good thing, right?

Yes... a good thing.

This isn't the best timing...

But I don't know when I'll get a chance to say this again.

There's something I've been meaning to tell you.

I'm going to Paris next semester.

Wow. Um.

How long have you been planning this?

For awhile.

And I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner.

I've wanted to tell you, but i-just couldn't bring myself to.

Why Paris?

I got a scholarship.

Well...

Congratulations.

When do you leave?

In a few weeks.

And um, I wanted to spend those weeks with you, but...

After last night, I don't see that happening.

Neither do I.

Especially after last night.

Mrs. Usher, I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

I see you're all packed. Are you leaving then?

As you said, I think it's best that I leave.

Well...

We're entombing my husband later this afternoon.

If you'd like to stay...

For Roderick's sake...

I suppose that would be alright.

Would you like me to stay, Roderick?

Thank you, mother.

Of course you'll have to change that dress

it's absolutely appalling.

Of course.

Our dear departed.

Grandfather...

Father...

Husband.

He gave us all so much.

Rest now.

Hello Gordon.

I'm sorry we didn't really get to know each other at dinner.

I'll be leaving soon.

And...

Well I just wanted to say it was really nice to meet you.

F-F-For you...

Mmmmorrgan.

That's right.

I'm Morgan.

I'm...

Gorrrrrdaaannnnnn.

You're gordan...

I'm Morgan.

Yoooo haaaavvvvvv a pretty f-f-f-faaaace.

Thank you.

Is everything alright in here?

Yes.

Gordon was just giving me this lovely flower.

And pretty f-f-faaaaace.

Oh, and he says I have a pretty face.

That's very nice of you Gordon.

Very nice.

I hope to see you again soon.

It was a nice service.

Very fashionable, but nice.

I appreciate you staying, especially after last night.

I've got an idea.

Come with me.

Back to school?

No, to Paris. Come on.

To Paris.

What better place to read, paint? Write?

I-I-I can't leave now. My mother needs me here.

I'm.

I'm pretty sure she'll be just fine.

Look, I'm concerned about you!

About us!

There's nothing wrong with us.

There won't be if we leave.

Look, I've been thinking, really thinking so just listen.

If we want to have a relationship,

I know we can have...

We have to leave.

We have to leave this house.

We need each other.

So, please don't let pride or ego or your mother...

Keep you from - keep us...! From being together.

Roderick,

Roderick, I love you.

Your father said something to me last night.

He said...

There needs to be new blood in the house of Usher.

He said that?

I think he wanted us to be together.

Those were his words, new blood?

Yes. I think he could sense how strong my feelings are for you.

Roderick!

Roderick, I need you.

Please, I need you now.

I need you now.

I'll be right in.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay?

I'll meet you there, in France.

No. Roderick, you need to come with me now.

I can't right now. As I said, she needs me here.

I'll come in a week or so.

Your mother is one of the strongest women I know.

She'll be fine.

You have to leave with me today.

I promise I'll come to Paris.

Roderick...

If you don't leave with me today, you won't come.

She won't let you come.

You have to leave with me today.

Please, come with me.

Tonight.

I'll leave with you tonight. You're already packed...

Wait in the woods near the main gate.

I'll pack and then sneak out tonight.

We'll go together.

Do you promise?

I promise.

Now...

Let's get you changed, get your things,

pretend you're leaving...

And I'll see you tonight.

Put it on!

No, mother.

Do it!

You can't make me, I won't do this anymore.

You know how this goes.

You're a fool. Why are you packing?

I'm going back to school-

liar! Schools out.

Do not stand there and lie to me!

Morgan's going to Paris and I'm going with her.

You're leaving me to be with her?

You disgust me.

You're a child!

Did you think I wouldn't know what you were planning to do

with that little whore?

Why didn't you tell me about her?

Are you ashamed of me?

I asked you a question! Are you ashamed of me?!

I sent you to college to get an education.

You promised me you'd be a good boy.

But you weren't a good boy, were you?

No. No, you were bad.

How you found a girl to have sex with you, I'll never know.

Did she touch it?

How'd you convince her to touch that ugly thing?

You hurt me.

You know that?

You hurt me by not telling me about her.

You hurt me by having sex with her.

Why did you do that to me?

Don't you love me?

Shhh.

Shhh. Shhh.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You make me so angry sometimes.

You don't want momma to be angry, do you?

No.

No, you want mommy to feel good.

Do you wanna make mommy feel good?

Do you see my breasts?

Hm? Do you see my nipples?

You can kiss them.

Do you want to kiss my nipples?

You can be my special boy.

I'll let you put it in me.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it! You disgusting bitch!

Roderick, come on, we're leaving.

Come get your stuff.

Come on.

He's not going anywhere.

He's coming with me.

He belongs here, in this house, with me.

It's his legacy.

Tell her.

I.

I belong here.

With mother.

No, you don't!

She's sick!

She's sick!

She's touched, you said so yourself.

Please just come finish packing with me and then we'll leave,

together.

I can't leave, she needs me.

Well at least go to your sister's place.

Sister?

Mister Usher said he wanted to see his daughter, Madeline.

I'm Madeline.

I'm mister Usher's daughter.

You're his wife.

In a manner of speaking, yes. I'm his daughter and his wife.

No.

Roderick...

Tell her.

Tell her your dirty little secret.

Tell her why you can never be with her.

Miss segal...

I would like you to meet my older sister...

Madeline Usher.

- No... - I would like you to meet my mother...

The lady Usher.

It's a mad house.

I couldn't find her sir.

You're all insane!

Vincent...

Perhaps you could show miss segal the door.

Miss.

Is this true?

I'm afraid so.

You're all sick.

It's been this way for generations miss.

It's the house of Usher.

Mmmorgan.

Gordon.

You scared me.

Pretty f-f-face...

Thank you.

What are you doing in here?

Get out.

What do you want?

He's with me.

I guess I'm more than just a pretty face.

Welcome to my house bitch!

Oh, it was just a dream.

No!

No!

Nooooooo!

Noooooooo!

Noooooooo!

Roderick!

Let me out!

Noooooooo!

It's been like, what seven months?

You honestly love it there that much?

I honestly do.

I didn't think I would.

But you know...?

I've got to say, as long as you know the language...

It's great here.

Well maybe I'll just have to come out and join you next

semester.

You totally should.

I could show you all the sights.

And the clubs?

Oh, for sure... the clubs.

Though I did get kinda burned out after the first few months I

was here.

Well, you are there to study, after all.

Yeah.

But...

It's been good to get away and have a change of scenery.

Yeah, I feel ya.

Have you heard from the mama's boy at all?

No.

That is...

Done.

Definitely done.

You were right, it was a... College crush.

Well it's his loss. Fuck'm.

So when do you think you'll be coming home?

I honestly don't know if I'll ever go back to the states.

I think I might just live here.

Like, in Paris?

I love, love, love it here.

I mean it's the city of lights for Christ's sake.

The history, the art, the louvre,

the architecture.

Everything is just so...

So beautiful.

And the food. God, I fucking love the pastries.

And who knows...

Maybe I'll meet a guy...

Fall in love...

Start a family.

I think I'd make a great mommy.

♪ I thought I loved him ♪

♪ more than words could say ♪

♪ I thought I knew him ♪

♪ better than night and day ♪

♪ I've got this baby ♪

♪ what do I do now? ♪

♪ I want him with me ♪

♪ god tell me how ♪

♪ why didn't I figure this out sooner? ♪

♪ Why did I wait until it was too late? ♪

♪ How did I fuck this up so badly? ♪

♪ I really needed to communicate ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ You wanted a lady ♪

♪ that wasn't me ♪

♪ you demanded mother ♪

♪ apparently ♪

♪ you desired someone ♪

♪ in this day it's a crime ♪

♪ you needed a woman ♪

♪ she's got a fucked up mind ♪

♪ why didn't you figure this out sooner? ♪

♪ Why did you wait until it was too late? ♪

♪ How did you fuck this up so badly? ♪

♪ You really needed to communicate ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ I smile, but I don't mean it now ♪

♪ this hurts ♪

♪ we both need time to heal ♪

♪ this hurts, yeah this hurts ♪

♪ why didn't we figure this out sooner? ♪

♪ Why did we wait until it was too late? ♪

♪ How did we fuck his up so badly? ♪

♪ We really needed to communicate ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ yeah ♪