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Oh! White Christmas.

It's been so long.

I forgot what it felt like.

Life is wasted on the living.

Oh, you don't even know what you got.

What are you doing after the party?

- Oh, you're the boss. - I'm the boss!

Yes!

Hey, hey.

Let me just hop in here, Hal.

Pour ourselves a drink.

Could use one.

Didn't make my quarter this year.

Probably not going to make it.

Oh, yeah.

Not for lack of trying, though.

Bud stole my leads.

- You're the boss. - I'm the boss.

Oh, you're the boss.

He actually... he gave them to me

and then he took them right back.

Took them back.

Yeah.

God, I hate cold corn.

Bud-oostie, huh?

He's boffing his secretary while he's got a wife at home.

Oh, yeah, boss baby. Oh, yeah.

I hate this job.

Mrs. Elwood.

Did you know?

Look, I hate him just as much as you do, trust me.

Oh, I doubt it.

Oh, no, no, please, please!

- Oh, shit! - Hey, Bud!

Your wife's here.

None of you can be trusted!

None of you.

Yeah...

- I'm the boss, baby. - Oh, you're the boss.

Oh, I'm so fucking close.

Oh, yeah, you're the boss!

I'm the boss!

Oh!

Oh, jeez...

You're not the man I married.

This place has changed you.

Are you fucking nuts?

Stay right where you are.

Holly, honey,

- I can explain... - Shut up.

You can't talk your way out of this one.

Please, I'm sorry!

Apology accepted.

I still love you.

Every minute with you has been a shrieking hell.

When they said sisters, I thought they meant

a pair of nuns.

No, sir, we're blood.

I'm René, this is Georgette.

Can you help my daughter?

We're the only ones who can.

It's best if you wait outside.

- Well, what can I do? - Pray.

She looks sick.

She is sick.

No, like she needs a doctor.

You wanted to be a part of the family business?

Yeah.

Then do like Grandma taught us.

Get her feet.

Get her feet.

Fine!

Be ready.

We'll trap it with this.

It's holy.

I'm speaking to the entity within this girl.

This body is not yours.

Leave now, or be trapped here for all eternity.

I will kill you.

Please. I need a doctor.

Please.

Please. Help me.

I need a doctor.

Quick, the box.

Give me the box.

We should stop.

It's too late.

Please.

Be gone!

Be gone! Be gone!

Don't break the circle.

Don't break the circle.

Georgette! Georgette!

- So they're making this all up. - I just want to finish.

Are you calling these people liars?

I'm just saying they're misinformed.

Ah, misinformed. If you're just joining us,

welcome Georgette DuBois,

professional skeptic.

A new book, The Irrational God,

DuBois reveals a softer side.

The book covers her childhood,

including her own struggles with faith,

and her discovery of science.

She became famous for her pioneering work in psychology.

But these days, her reputation stems mostly

from her crusade against faith healers and psychic mediums.

What I do is a little bit more complicated than that.

You're on a mission against the faithful.

I'm referring to your run-in with Father Heaven Lee,

the exorcist.

Oh, you mean Harrison Miller Lee,

the indicted criminal.

There are those that say he cured them.

He's a parasite.

Aren't some things beyond explanation?

Don't some things require faith?

It's one thing not to know,

but we can't stop looking for answers.

You know, in the 19th century, the work of serial killers

was mistaken for evidence of werewolves or vampires.

We have to confront the ugly truths.

We can't keep hiding from reality

in some well-meaning fairy tale.

Well, you're not buying it.

I have 100 years of medicine on my side.

If your loved one is speaking in tongues,

then they're probably having a seizure,

not a message from God.

You're building a career by tearing down the institutions

and beliefs that are important to millions.

Do you ever feel your skepticism is alienating, Miss DuBois?

I've always been the odd man out.

Maybe you fit in by being the odd man.

Maybe.

You come from a long line of fortune-tellers and mediums.

Do you not?

Is this crusade something more personal, perhaps?

Is this just an act of defiance against your family?

No, it's quite the opposite, actually.

Nothing would make me happier than finding evidence

of the supernatural.

Stay right there.

When we return, we'll hear from...

You look lost.

Oh.

I don't believe I'm in the right place.

Well, where are you supposed to be?

Is this the American Building?

I'm here about the disturbances. I believe we spoke on the phone.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I barely recognized your voice.

There was a doggy barking pretty loudly in the background.

Yes, I...

I have quite a few, actually.

Yes, me too.

Can't help collecting strays.

Well, everybody needs a good home.

You know, I couldn't have said that better myself.

This place was originally an apartment complex.

And then a hotel for about a minute.

And offices ever since.

There was a time when more than a thousand people

walked through this lobby every morning.

Yup, those were the days.

This is actually my first office job.

Okey-dokey.

Should we start with the crime scene?

Yes, please.

Now, Mrs. Elwood shot Mr. Elwood

right next to where you're standing.

And then she turned the gun on herself.

A crime of passion.

I guess so.

Smaller than I imagined.

What do coffins and condoms have in common?

Um... I don't know. What?

They're both for stiffs.

So, what's the power situation up here?

Still purrs like a pussycat.

Be a dear and go throw the switch

in that box by the elevator.

So is the activity always concentrated

around the holidays?

Yeah.

Christmas always seems to bring bad luck.

Let's see.

I mean, the architect died the day the building opened,

back in December 24th, 1919.

Elevator crash.

Jeez, talk about a bad sign.

Yeah. It gets worse.

Let's see, there was the suicide in '38.

Arson in '54.

Outbreak in '76.

There were rumors of a curse.

The girls in the typing pool

claimed to have seen weird things.

But it wasn't until the massacre of '84

that business really dried up.

So management is hoping that you will help

to put an end to the ghost stories.

Well, there's an explanation for everything.

I'll leave it to the professionals, then.

If you need me,

I'm going to be doing my rounds.

I left you a hard hat and a walkie.

Don't be afraid to use either one.

I like to be left alone as much as possible.

Less chance of contamination.

Fine by me.

Merry Christmas.

No, I'm not a Christian.

Oh, well.

Happy Solstice.

Point-zero-zero-zero-two.

Point-zero-zero-zero-two.

Point-zero-zero-zero-two.

Point-zero-zero-zero-two.

EMF readings are normal.

Background radiation is normal.

Alpha waves are normal.

There's an unusual high level of lead particles in the air,

but that doesn't seem to be uncommon for a building this...

old.

December 24th is reportedly a very popular time of the year

for this building's hauntings.

However, there doesn't seem to be any evidence

to support those claims.

This case is reminiscent of Loup City, Nebraska.

Turned out to be a raccoon nesting in the ceiling.

Hmm.

I really hope it's not a raccoon.

Hmm.

It's real sugar!

Huh!

Hi, you've reached René.

Leave a message.

Hey.

Hey, it's me.

I haven't called in a while.

At least not since last year.

I'm actually in town on business.

It's crazy how this town stays the same.

I saw Pete down on 9th Street selling Christmas trees.

That guy's got to be, like, a million years old by now.

What does he sell in the summertime?

Palm trees?

I know, I know, it's corny.

But I bet you laughed.

Anyways, um...

just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas,

and...

and I miss you.

Quit playing with the lights.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

For your own safety. I'm not trying to hassle you.

No, no, you're right.

I'll be more careful.

Eww.

God.

Hello? Is... is someone out there?

Hello?

Is there someone there?

Sure, why not?

Hmm.

All right, what do we got?

Oh, buddy, what happened to you?

Now what?

Oh, God, stop!

Stop!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, where are you?

What is that?

Wait.

Oh!

Fuck.

I think we have a problem here.

I think... I think we have a bad connection.

If you can hear me, the power is out.

Stay where you are.

I'll see if...

Come again?

Hello?

Come on.

Hello?

You know, technically this is trespassing,

and I will call the police.

Hello?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Yes, I can hear you.

Please help me.

Who is this? What's happening to you?

There's something...

th-th-there's something behind my eyes.

Where are you calling from?

Send help to the American Building, Apartment 1106.

No, no. I'm...

I'm the only person here tonight.

This building's been vacant for almost 30 years now.

Oh, God, I can feel it crawling inside of me.

Just breathe.

I see what it sees.

Make it stop!

Make it stop!

Make it stop!

I'm going to cut it out.

No, no, no, no. Don't do that.

I don't know how much longer I can last.

There's something inside of me.

It's...

it's an angel.

It's an...

Hello?

Are you still there?

Wait. Wait.

It stopped.

I think it...

Oh!

No.

No.

No, no, no.

What?

What?

This can't be right.

Plan B.

What?

Come on, come on, come on.

Please.

No.

Oh, God, no.

They don't make them like this anymore.

To the entity that resides in this building...

I call to you.

Come on, answer me.

I demand to know who I'm talking to.

You're not welcome here.

By whom?

What do you want from me?

No! No!

No!

No!

Oh, God! Why?

Help me!

Help!

Help! Help!

Ain't coming back!

And if you ever read the Book of Revelations,

you know that we're all insane.

Other books move in behind.

It's just not a book that's fiction.

It's a fact.

And do you want to be left alone

on the earth as we're all ascending?

Please... help me.

Be gone.

- Forget it! Be gone. - Stop.

Don't break the circle.

Forget it!

No!

Oh, my God.

Yes.

Yes.

Where...?

Okay, so that satellite thing is going to be the rooftop cap.

And...

what the hell is this?

It's colder...

gutters with cores of pure...

It's a cage.

A cage for what?

For something that's...

For something that's intangible.

Oh, God.

I'm in the heart of a machine.

What?

DuBois? What...?

Let's see.

I mean, the architect died the day the building opened.

Elevator crash.

Let's see, there was the suicide in '38.

Arson in '54.

Outbreak in '76.

It wasn't until the massacre of '84

- that business really dried up. - I'm the boss!

No! No!

No! No.

Okay.

Ow! Fuck!

Oh!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Ow.

Aah!

Ow!

Fuck!

Aah!

No!

No!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,

where they may be gone from us.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, where they may be gone from us.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,

where they may be gone from us.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, where they may be gone from us.

I messed up.

I'm in over my head.

Like always.

Do you remember Shadow?

I don't know what made me think of her.

That dog was scared of everything.

She would bark at everyone that came near her,

and howl every single time we left her home alone.

It took enough just to get her outside by herself.

But she was brave in her own way.

Even in the end,

she was too stupid to just roll over and die.

We had to put her down. Remember?

I didn't cry.

We knew.

I knew that she would be going to a better place.

But when I lost you...

...everything changed.

And I was so scared that after all of this,

there was nothing.

I really wish you were here right now.

You would know what to do.

You always did.

What would you do?

What would you do?

What is that?

Oh, God.

White Christmas.

What the fuck?

It's been too long.

I forgot what it felt like.

Life is wasted on the living.

You don't even know what you've got.

What do coffins and condoms have in common?

What?

They're both for stiffs.

I'm the boss.

I'm the boss.

I'm the boss.

You're not the man I married.

This place has changed you.

Stay right where you are!

Shut up!

You can't talk your way out of this one.

Apology accepted.

I still love you!

It's time.

Stop. Don't come any closer.

I know what you are.

You're evil, and this place is your prison.

Blood of your blood chained me here.

But tonight, the longest night,

I'll soon be flesh.

You're cursed.

Yes.

And you are my salvation.

I won't help you.

You already have.

No.

Aah! Aah!

No.

What are you going to do to me?

I need a body.

It's the only way out.

No. No.

Father will become son.

Son becomes the father.

Be still.

Be safe.

I'll protect you, Mother.

Aah!

No.

Your wickedness is being burned away by my seed.

Oh! Aah! No! No!

Oh, God!

No.

Soon, you will only know love and devotion for your child.

You will nurture me,

spiritually and physically...

until I am strong enough.

And then I...

will care for you.

He's an angel.

Submit.

Surrender.

And know peace.

Help! Help me, somebody! Please!

No!

Help. Somebody help me.

Little monsters fit in little boxes.

I'm a big fucking monster!

Get away from there.

What are you doing?

Aah!

Suicide's a sin.

You'll never see your sister again.

You'll never get into heaven.

You'll never get out of hell.

No!

Okay.

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