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April 22nd, 3:00 AM.

The ward doesn't have her.

I do.

By the time they've figured out, we'll be gone.

The ward doesn't have her.

I do.

By the time they've figured it out, we'll be gone.

The patient has reached non-rapid eye movement sleep

and is expressing a period of emotional realism triggered

by an extreme psychologically important event.

Darcy, stay where you are in your dream.

What do you see?

What do you hear?

Nobody is going to hurt you.

But you have to let me in.

First you're chosen.

Then you're used.

First you're chosen.

Then you're used.

First you're chosen.

Then you're used.

First you're chosen.

Then you're used.

What are you saying?

First you're chosen.

What is it?

First you're chosen.

Then you're used.

What do you see?

Darcy?

Stand up.

Just sit there.

It's OK.

That's going to be sore.

I'll take care.

Put your hands over here.

Lean your head against the mirror.

You probably see that one hand tied to the bed will be enough.

It didn't work, did it?

I can't help you if you don't try to remember.

I'm scared.

Scared of what?

Of what I might become.

It's clear in documented evidence

that these children sleep walk because they are trying

to get back to their abuser.

You want to confront her.

You have to go where she is.

She's dead.

The breakthrough we need lies in those walls,

not these, not serenity.

What she did to me in that house... going back there.

And you really think it will work?

It has to work.

If I see you regressing, I'll get you out of there.

And I promise I'll torch the place myself.

Let's get some sleep.

After a continuous night time somnambulism therapy,

the patient has shown no signs of the ability or desire

to express suppressed physical and emotional memories...

continual self-abuse and injury occur nightly.

Scheduled awakenings have been applied

and the results are nil.

Three days ago, I was notified by the county

that the patient's family homestead is abandoned and left

to her by default as the only living family member.

In spite of the patients unwillingness

to accept recommended therapy, the next course of action

is complete submersion in the environment where.

CUT HER OUT

Subrip: Pix

You'll be fine.

I'm going to take a look.

What?

What is it?

Darcy?

Look, it's chips.

Do you know me?

You can pass me that bowl.

It's OK.

You can eat.

That's OK.

He can't... can't eat until he's been given permission.

If you ate before she said it, you'd get the whip.

Say that the she did... put yourself in her skin.

She's standing over him placing food in his bowl.

Before she leaves, what does she say?

Don't make me say it.

I'm going to be sick.

Do you know the words?

Yes.

Then say them.

You... you are hungry for beast.

But in my loving mercy, I have left you this feast.

Come on in.

You're not ghost.

We're not going to hurt you.

Can you tell me your name?

Sam?

It's nice to meet you, Sam.

I'll leave the door open for you.

We've arrived.

It's worse than I thought.

We found a feral child named Sam living here

in deplorable conditions.

He appears malnourished, but otherwise healthy.

His only communication has been roaring and growling,

but has cognitive abilities that is expressed by hearing

and following a command.

His name is Sam.

Is he your brother, Darcy?

Are there others?

How could I tell you about things that I don't remember.

I have no idea about him or anything else

we might find here.

He's just sitting in that room.

What is that room?

I'm not going back in there.

I can't face this.

You can't pretend that room doesn't exist.

Maybe that's the starting point for your healing.

Maybe that's the place where your pain lives.

But right now you need to show that little boy that you

understand the place he's in.

I'll try to get him to come out.

But if I do, then you have to promise me you'll board it up.

Of course.

I lived in here too.

I know what happens in this room.

It's wrong that you're in here.

And it's wrong what she did to you.

You think you're an animal.

But you're not.

I need you to come out with me and let me guide you

to some place new... a place where no one

whips you or starves you.

When you get ready, I'm going to be right outside.

And I'm going to be waiting for you.

OK?

Dr. Andrews.

You fucking idiot.

Excuse me?

Don't play dumb.

Bring her back.

And I mean right now.

If you do, maybe you keep your job.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm on leave.

() Then why are you on leave?

You want to talk about that?

It wasn't my fault.

() You can't save the world, Dr. Andrews.

They are crazy.

You're putting yourself and this institution in danger

just because your kid died.

Tell me this... how do we expect people

to get better when all we do is drug them

and lock them in a cell?

() Last week you took a violent sociopath

to the ward without permission.

And he nearly killed someone.

The world is not your personal asylum, Ryan.

Now, I am asking you as your colleague... bring her back.

Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm on leave.

Don't smoke.

Mother wouldn't like that.

She's dead.

You can do anything you like.

Like get well... something else your mother wouldn't like.

Sam's not ready.

He doesn't trust us.

She was manipulative like that... would give a command

and then beat you when you obey.

Let him stay.

The last thing we should do is force anything on him.

We sit back.

And we let him figure out how to respond to us.

No.

No, we have to get him out of here.

We have to tell the authorities.

The only way this works is if you get well.

Remember, we talked about this.

Otherwise, they take you... they drug you up.

They throw you back in the water.

I can't look at him.

I've spent years trying to kill that part of myself.

And now it sits right in front of me.

Every breath reminding me it will never die.

You're a kid just like Sam.

But he doesn't have to fight alone.

He has us.

You save Sam, you save yourself, essentially.

But I need you in there with me.

I can't... I won't be able to sleep without you.

Of course.

Go to sleep.

Five hours of non-compliance.

The subject has emerged from the pen.

The source of his security is unknown.

Don't wake him.

This is going to work.

Today we start.

We start in the house... get some more rest.

You awake?

Kind of.

Two things I'm thankful for... Sam.

What's the second?

You trusting me not to sleepwalk.

Like I said before, I'm glad you're just

trying to get back home.

You're here now.

You don't need them.

Once upon a time, there was a master

who had a horse who had been a faithful and loyal servant.

But soon the beast turned on his master

and he became disobedient and weak.

He's still not talking.

But he brought me some paper and his black crayon

and just sat down and started drawing.

That's good.

How are you?

I am not looking back.

It's about today. Am good.

It's because of you he's getting better.

Is black your favorite color too?

How am I going to color with you if there is just

one black crayon?

Problem solved.

Yeah?

We're getting my start from the tree house of all tree houses.

My first observation

of Sam was, he has the same brown eyes as Rodney.

I can't believe it's been four years.

Maybe it's just my second chance to... I don't know.

Big plans for the back yard?

Dog, he thinks he's the dog.

Maybe he just wants to name the dog Sam.

Before I got back here, did you talk to him about mother?

Did you tell him that she treated you like an animal too?

Why would I scare him like that?

Just fucking say it.

I'm just some project to you.

I'm here because I love you.

I am here for you in this house to find your pain.

There is no you and me... just you.

Because of some crazy title?

Stop. Stop.

What if I got better?

That's why we're here.

Would you love me then?

It would definitely be easier, yes.

Tomorrow night we start hypnosis.

This picture... this is our starting point.

You can be able to sleep alone here tonight.

You know why?

I brought you one of my shirts.

Would you like to wear it?

Our son used to wear my shirts to sleep in.

He said it made him feel safe.

He'd be about your age now.

Am glad you found yourself.

You know what?

We're going to get your lights in here fixed soon.

OK?

Get some sleep.

Sam, have you ever used a spoon before?

Let's try it.

Let me see your hand.

Your going to grab it just like that... real tight.

All right, we'll go in... got to get to the bottom.

That's where the milk is... see?

A little bite... a little bite... not too big.

There you go. See the milk?

We then go in... lift up... perfect.

That's right.

All the way to the bottom... get that milk.

That's a big bite.

See?

I told you it was a big bite.

I'd do a little less than that.

And, Sam, make sure you drink the milk when you finish.

It's the best part.

More.

I've got some work to do.

Good job, Sam.

What's happening?

You were touching things.

Mhm.

You felt the sensation of that on your lips.

It was metal mixed with blood.

What was in your mouth last night?

And you made her put that bit in your mouth.

She would just stick it in and hold my nose

and caress my hands.

Talk to mother now... not the little girl.

Talk to mom.

I didn't mean to bite you, mother.

But you just... you kept pushing it in.

Tell her how much you hate her.

Don't you talk to me that way.

Fiends... they are coming.

Let them out.

My baby.

My baby.

You can't hurt my baby that way.

And I trained you so well.

The weak one get it the worst.

But it's for their own good.

They survive.

They become the master.

What does that mean?

Or is it you?

What did you do to me?

It's all right.

You came so far just now.

What's coming out is exactly what I knew we could find here.

Don't tell me... don't tell me... not one

word of what I just said.

It's OK.

Here.

After the initial hypnosis session.

There's great evidence MPD.

The patient speaks in two distinct personalities.

I don't have time to play hangman right now, partner.

I got to go to town and get supplies.

We have a lot of work to do around here.

I need you to be man of the house.

You guys will be OK without me.

Keep around Darcy.

I made this for you in case you got hungry.

Thank you.

Don't try to do too much around here, OK?

Maybe you and Sam can work on the tree house.

That sound good?

OK.

Yeah, I know you're here.

Sam, you know the rules... her rules.

Remember the story about the disobedient horse wandering

in the woods sad because his monster didn't want him?

He began to enjoy his freedom.

He felt wild and alive.

But soon he began to feel terribly lonely.

And he knew that he had no one to take care of him.

And what he didn't know was that deep in the woods

a man was drawing a dark plan.

He had set a trap for the little horse...

made of flowers and sweet grass.

Hey, Sam.

What you doing?

Can I see it?

You didn't go in the woods today did you, Sam?

No.

And you didn't board up with Ken.

Got something for you.

Open.

Take one out.

See?

Now we have a whole crayon each.

You like that?

Do you know anything about electrical wiring?

Because I got to take care of some of the parts.

Then we can get that light in the room fixed, OK?

Hey, Sam, I need you to do me a favor.

Go tell Darcy to kill the breaker.

Can you do that for me?

Kill the breaker.

R- E-A-K-E-R... perfect.

Are we clear?

Dammit!

Why didn't you kill the breaker?

What are you talking about?

I just got electrocuted.

Sam, did you tell her to kill the breaker?

He didn't tell me anything, Ryan.

He doesn't talk.

I saw him write it down, Darcy.

Let us see your hands.

There's no need to see my hands.

Next time, you do what I tell you, OK?

Let go of him.

Why would you do that?

And you see why you have to listen to mom.

Disobedience gets you hurt.

And the only way to stay safe is to stay close to me.

Don't turn away from me, Sam.

Let me protect you from her.

And she'll haunt your dreams like she does mine.

() I found a fresh wound on Sam's back

in the shape of a dark circle.

Prior to that, I found a ringing music box.

I don't want to see that side of you again.

It won't happen again.

And what you did today is not going to help Sam heal.

I'll apologize to him when I see him.

If you don't mind, I have some work to do.

And I would like some space.

You're not telling him to kill the breaker

and running into the woods.

That's him testing me.

I can't let him think he's in control.

You want to break us just like she did...

make us feel beneath you.

Sam and I are your equal, right?

I will not let you control us.

Look, I'm trying to keep you both from harming yourselves.

Children need boundaries.

Fuck off.

Sam!

Sam!

Where are you?

Sam.

Where are you?

Ryan.

Ryan, wake up.

Wake up. I can't find him.

Sam, he wasn't in his room.

I can't find him.

He's not in his room.

Maybe he went outside.

OK.

OK, I'll go look.

I'll look.

Sam?

How did you get in here?

How did you get in here, bub?

Sam, I'm sorry I yelled at you.

It wasn't your fault. You don't need to be in this room.

Why don't you come with me?

Let's get you cleaned up, all right?

All right.

Right.

I think it's the perfect day to start on Sam's hideaway.

There's no place for Sam to hide... not from her.

There's no one here to hide from, Sam.

So you don't have to go on that road.

You'll have your own place.

Isn't that what you want?

She can't make me come there.

You said so, right?

Sam, who did this to you?

Was it Darcy?

Was it mother?

There is no mother.

Running.

I was running in the woods looking for Sam.

And she was chasing me.

My mother... she didn't... she didn't want me to give to you.

I found him in a pen.

You did?

Thank god.

How did you get in there, Darcy?

What do you mean?

I mean, the boards were taken down.

And they were put back up.

He was locked in there.

Someone put him in there.

It wasn't me.

It was her.

And she's not... she's not dead, Ryan.

He just talked to me.

What did he tell you?

Tell me what?

Anything.

Yes, he did.

What did he say?

He said, there is no mother.

Sam.

Ryan told me you spoke to him.

Did you say something to Ryan.

He doesn't live in our skin.

You see, he wants to fix our heart

when he doesn't understand our heart is not broken.

It never worked right from the start.

But that's our secret, OK.

All we have to do is act.

Act like we're better and then we can leave this place.

I bet you worked up quite an appetite?

Yes.

Yes, I did.

Sam, is there anything I can say or do

to help you get the words out?

It's lunchtime, guys.

He's getting better.

Now I am in the dark.

Now I am in the room.

What room?

The pen?

Yes.

Are you...

There's someone.

Ask them who they are.

Who are you?

It's Darcy.

Hi, Darcy.

Who was I just talking to?

I don't know.

Who else is in there with you?

Don't do that.

Don't do that.

She's going to hear you.

Stop it.

Darcy.

You never listen to mother!

That's why we're here.

I love you!

I love you!

God.

What happened?

What did I do?

It's OK.

You didn't do anything.

It was my fault.

Are you sure?

Yeah, positive.

You did great.

We just had a breakthrough.

Really?

Yeah. Really.

Yeah. I'm proud of you.

Why don't you get rid of the meds.

No pills?

No.

No, you're good.

Let me finish up some work, OK?

OK.

What is it, Sam?

Sam?

What happened?

What did you dream?

Did you do anything? Are you hurt?

Sam.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

It's blood.

Why is his towel bloody?

Sam, go to the bathroom.

Why did you use that towel?

Didn't you see the blood on it?

Spavine.

Don't you ever call me that?

That's your name, isn't it?

You're supposed to be looking after me.

You don't know anything about her.

Then tell me about her.

There was another just like me.

But no more.

Spavine died in that pen.

Don't you ever let that name come from your lips.

I can't help you if you keep secrets from me.

This is my darkness... not yours.

This belongs to Sam and I. We carry that name.

No.

Sam doesn't have your wounds.

You want him to be like you.

He's not.

You don't know what he feels.

I do.

Sam and I... we walked through that hell.

And you... you just write about it in your little book.

Spavine, she was my sister, Ryan.

Sam.

Sam.

Why is he throwing up worms?

It's common in the country, Ryan.

Kids get worms.

You go to the pharmacy.

They'll know what he needs.

No. I need to take him to a clinic so they can take a look at him.

No, you go.

We'll be fine.

Just go.

Baby, what did mom tell you about becoming an animal.

Animals have worms, Sam... not little boys.

You are not one of them.

And I am not either.

Ryan put that thought in you.

And you have to fight against it.

Did you know that animals are incapable of love?

It's false when they show you affection.

When I tell you I love you, it's because I'm not an animal.

I am your mother.

Hey Sam.

No, no games.

I need to ask you some things.

What does that mean to you?

She had other children.

Sam has shown me the remains that was other children.

The causes of death unknown.

My immediate concern is Darcy has a neurotic disorder that's

causing her to succumb to the personality of mother.

She is clearly unaware that this alter ego exists.

The mother exists.

And is slowly becoming... it's becoming a dominant personality.

When mother...

Will you leave us alone?

Do you hear me, mother?

We're not your beasts.

Our love is stronger than your leather ties and whips.

No.

There is no reason for such an anatomic abnormality.

The child is severely undersized for the pictures.

It appears she has two sets of teeth...

the straining harness used on her body

to mobilize her... big, white callous... heavy black bruising

on the buttocks.

There are no pictures of the child crying in all the time

that she's seen.

It's producing pleasures when submersed in water.

It seems cheap.

Like she feels sensations associated with water.

That's it. Water.

Where did this go wrong?

Look, you were right.

This is out of my control.

I'm going to sedate her and bring her back.

() Really?

Glad you see you came to your senses

but the damage has already been done.

I used to be just like you.

I thought I could cure them all.

Will you just shut the fuck up?

All right, listen, I need a favor.

() No.

I don't know where she is.

And she has my gun.

() Good.

() 911.

What's your emergency?

Hi, this is Doctor Ryan Andrews.

And I've got a patient of mine here at... give just one second.

Who are you talking to?

() Sir? Sir?

Just checking my voice-mail.

() Sir, what is your location?

Sir?

Why do you have a knife, Darcy?

I had to cut her out.

I need to take Sam to town. It's the worms.

I think it's serious.

He belongs to me.

He's your son, isn't he?

Yes.

Who am I talking to right now?

Spavine.

That's what I thought.

There is no mother, is there?

Of course there is.

Sam, come to mother.

Stay right there, Sam.

Sam, you don't have to go with her.

You have been a bad boy.

It's time for you to go into the pen.

And don't worry.

You have been a bad boy too.

And you are next.

Where are you?

I know you're here.

I can smell you... taste you in the air.

I want you to put the gun down, OK?

It's OK.

Just put the gun down, that's enough.

You're safe with me, OK?

OK, I will protect you.

You will?

Yes.

Now, please put the gun down.

Sam, did Darcy do these horrible things to you?

Is someone else here?

Is mother here?

Mother... Spavine.

OK, come on.

OK, let's go.

I want you to wait right here buddy.

I need you to wait right here, OK... be right back.

Sam!

Let's tell a new story.

This one is about a baby horse who was warned

not to go into the woods.

His mother warned him to the beware of the wolf who

lived there and wanted nothing more than to make

a meal of her little fawn.

But her little horse was too curious for his own good.

He disobeyed.

Sam!

Sam?

Sam, come here.

Come here.

Sam. Let's go.