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**

* Set yourself in the thick of it *

* Set yourself in the thick of it all *

* This is so you won't see the shadows *...

Whoo! All right.

Oh, my God! No, no, no. Crank it up.

Crank it up. I love this song. Turn it up, turn it up!

Rachel, sit! Put your seatbelt back on.

Oh...

Oh, yeah! Yeah...

Yeah, yeah... Action News.

Oh, yeah!

Hey, where am I gonna change when we get up there?

Well, you can change anywhere you want,

'cause nobody goes up there during the week.

So... Really?

Okay, Mark, shoot me.

All right. Shoot me.

Yeah!

* Chances are I will bring it around *

Ha!

This place is awesome!

Ooh, hi there.

[Laughing]

That is enough, mister.

Ahem!

Ahem, oh, my God. Nobody told me married people had sex.

Yeah, your little sister's really funny, isn't she?

God, it's really beautiful out here.

Okay, what am I gonna wear?

Uh... I like the black one. Hey!

This is mine.

Yeah, and who bought it for you?

You.

Looks good on you.

Thank you.

All right, what do you want to do?

You want to eat first? You starving?

No. Let's go to work.

Pretend like you have the grass skirt on please.

Okay, that's good.

No, back, back. Where you were. Right there. There!

That's great. Okay, hang on.

All right, perfect.

Perfect.

All right. That's enough up there, baby.

You're getting a little close to the edge, okay, so...

Come on, Mark. You want a good picture for your portfolio. This is it.

Well, it's a little dangerous though, so please come down.

That's why it's good. Carla, please!

Just take the picture, scaredy cat.

Well, if you want to be daring, then come over here and sit on the railing.

Would you just listen to the man, you loser -- I am not going down there

to scrape you up if you fall down.

I am not falling! I'm fine.

Carla, please! Come down here, sit on the railing.

I will be the glamour girl.

Rachel, don't. I know exactly

What you want, Mark.

All right, Rachel, quit screwing around, okay?

Yeah, Rachel, it's not a good idea.

Rachel, quit screwing around.

Oh, I feel like I'm flying!

Rachel! Rachel!

Rachel!

Rachel! Rachel!

Ahh! Carla, be careful!

Grab my hands!

Oh, my God! Don't let go!

You got her? Don't let go! Don't let go!

Look at me. Hold on.

Hold on.

Rachel, look at me. Hold on, okay?

Rachel, look at me. Just hold on.

Don't let go! Please don't let go.

Rachel, I've got you. I've got you.

Help!

Help us!

Over here! We need help!

No! Rachel!

Help us!

Carla! Carla!

Help! Help!

Don't let go. Please, don't let go!

Rachel, hold on!

Please don't let me fall.

Don't let go. Just hold on!

Don't let go!

Don't let go! Carla!

Rachel! Ahh! Carla!

Rachel!

Ahh...!

Rachel!

Carla and Rachel were closer than most sisters.

Carla was her guardian, her caretaker.

Rachel, Carla's best friend and spice to her life.

Two years ago when we gathered here,

we bade farewell to the parents of Rachel and Carla.

Today, tragically, we come to bid farewell to Rachel.

In a moment,

her mortal dust will join that of her parents on the lake,

even as her soul joins their souls in heaven.

Carla has asked me to read

"Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost

as she scatters the ashes on the lake.

"Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only for an hour..."

Young Rachel: Carla!

"Then leaf subsides to leaf..."

I'm afraid, Carla.

"So Eden sank to grief..."

Carla!

"So dawn goes down to day."

Carla!

I'm afraid, Carla.

Carla, just tip it and let her go free.

Just let her go.

"Nothing gold can stay."

Ahh!

[Gasping]

Rachel.

Rachel?

She wanted to pull me in.

Hey, hey, shh...

I couldn't breathe. She had a hand come out.

It's okay.

I want to go home. Carla, what--

No. I want to go home now.

The roses are beautiful.

They always were her favorite flower.

Maybe it's better she stays with us a while longer.

You think?

Can I see?

We always were together.

And the way she believed in life after death and karma, it's probably best she's here.

After all, Mom and Dad did leave the place to both of us.

Carla...

Look at me.

Look at me.

What happened at the lake was not Rachel.

She's gone.

If she's gone, it's because I let her go.

Don't do this to yourself.

I was responsible for her.

Rachel depended on me for everything.

She was looking into my eyes

and I couldn't hold on.

I can see her face.

That look of horror and betrayal.

I can see it now.

I can see it when I sleep.

That's not real.

It's not Rachel.

You know that.

Young Rachel: I'm afraid.

Can't you come up and get it, Carla? You're so much bigger.

Just reach, you sissy.

Do as I tell you.

Can't you come up and get it, Carla? You're so much bigger.

I'm afraid.

Come down, down, wherever you are.

Down, down, wherever you are. Wherever you are.

I'm afraid. Rachel!

Ahh!

'Morning.

Hi. You didn't sleep well last night, did you?

Uh, no. I had a bad dream.

Yeah, what about?

When Rachel and I were kids,

there was a kite stuck in a gutter.

I conned her into going up to get it and I nearly got her killed.

She fell from the attic window.

That really happened?

Yeah, if it hadn't been for the hedge, she would've died.

I spent the rest of my life trying to regain her trust.

You never told me that before.

Are these the pictures from the mountains?

No, I threw those away.

You didn't have to do that. I could've handled it.

Yeah, I know. I just think it's better we move on. I'll take some new ones.

I don't need new ones.

I think you'll feel better with new ones.

I also think maybe we should find a doctor for you to see.

Oh, I'll be fine, all right?

All I need is a good night's sleep; otherwise, I'm hunky dory.

Okay, then how about not going to work today?

Going to work is the best thing that I could do.

Besides, I've got an exclusive with Senator Billings.

He's resigning,

and I'm not going to let Harris get the story.

I'm okay.

I'll be at the studio.

Okay.

He's in 3415, right?

Yeah. Penthouse. Our tax dollars at work.

See you later.

I heard this thing fell yesterday. [Laughing]

[Voice whispering] Carla...

She's way overloaded now.

Excuse me. I need to get out.

Hey, hey!

It's 25. We need the penthouse.

I'll meet you up there. I forgot something

Gee, what did you do, walk?

Come on. He's getting antsy.

Where is he?

He's in the best light. Over here.

Carla, we're dying here.

Why don't we do it inside?

He wants to be interviewed with the city in the background.

You want to be the one to tell him to come inside

and look like a couch salesman?

I can't.

Can't is not in our vocabulary, Carla, you know that.

Now, come on.

Hello, Senator.

I think we're just about set.

Sometime in this century I hope.

Why don't you stand over here?

We can get that nice backdrop for you.

Put your hand on the rail.

Okay...

Uh, Senator...

Ahh...!

What?

Come on, Carla, let's go. Let's do it.

Just talk among yourselves for a second.

I'll be right back.

I don't have enough time for this crap.

We get her out here and she's gone.

All right, he said forget the interview.

He's going to make a statement to the camera, a talking head thing.

Listen, it's going to be all right.

I'll just take care of everything. Just sit back and relax.

Okay, Carla.

Send a woman to do a man's job. What did I tell you?

I mean, what is she having, a hot flash?

So I concentrated on acrophobia.

That's what you wanted, right?

Right. Fear of heights, fear of falling.

Okay, here in the city we do have several

psychiatrists who specialize in treatment of phobias.

I've already checked them all with the AMA, and the closest

was this guy Dr. Oliver Barrett over at Mount Sinai Hospital,

but unfortunately, he just died.

It's like she just went next door for a minute.

Is this your first time in here since...?

This is the scarf she was wearing on the cliff.

It can't be, Carla.

She probably had a couple of those.

No. It's the exact one. I bought it for her in Bermuda.

Well, you know all those souvenirs

come from the same factory in China.

Are you sure you destroyed all the pictures?

Yeah.

What about the negatives?

Yeah, everything.

Carla, it's not the same scarf.

So, what have you got?

Well, there is this new guy.

Dr. Paul Sadowski, over at the university.

He's currently conducting a study on acrophobia.

He's written a book.

Perfect. What's his number?

Well, I'm not sure he does therapy.

How would I get in touch with him?

Psych. department at the university.

[Horn honking]

[Honking continues]

How long did you have to sit

before you could move?

15 minutes.

But I think I got down once I got moving in about two seconds flat.

Do I get points for that?

No one's keeping score here.

I am, and I think I'm failing.

All of a sudden, when I'm in a high place,

I feel the drop pulling on me and all

I can think about is falling. You want to jump?

You don't waste any time, do you?

Life is short,

and your case is not that unique, believe me.

I would suggest your acrophobia

is triggered by associations

remindful of your sister's death.

Now, height will always be the strongest association.

but any association: sight, smell, sounds,

have the potential to put you on the brink --

which is the classic place for the acrophobic.

To fall, to jump.

To be or not to be.

I've got to get past this.

I can't live like this. It's affecting my marriage, my work, my sleep.

I can put you in touch with a number of good

therapists that will help you with relaxation,

hypnosis-- No. I want to work with you.

I'm a researcher, Carla.

Yeah, and you're also heading a study right now with patients.

The internet knows all.

Well, um... I'm working with only four patients.

It's completely experimental.

And they're all extreme cases.

You know what I think?

I think you're going to be fine.

I think you're going to make peace with this.

I got to go, okay?

Thanks for your time.

You're welcome.

**

I can do this.

Carla! I'm afraid, Carla.

Carla.

[Traffic and construction noise]

Carla, join me.

Carla, join me.

Carla, join me.

Carla, join me. Carla, join me...

Carla, Carla, Carla...

Carla, join me. Carla, join me...

Come down wherever you are.

Come down wherever you are. Come down wherever you are....

I'm so sorry, Rachel.

Come down wherever you are.

The man who saved her said if he hadn't grabbed her, she'd be dead.

Well, is she okay? Where is she?

She's right over here.

She should be up in recovery,

but we couldn't get her into the elevator.

Well, she's a little afraid of elevators right now.

Yeah, you're telling me.

Listen, she's been sedated, so keep it simple.

I don't know what happened.

It doesn't matter, okay?

I told the doctors I wasn't going to jump, but I was.

Oh, God, Mark. I'm so frightened.

I don't want to end up in a psych ward.

Carla, that is not going to happen.

They want me to sign voluntary commitment papers.

They want to send me to Greendale.

Shh... I will not let them do that, okay?

I will stay with you every single minute

if I have to, okay?

I think...

Maybe we should go see Dr. Sadowski again.

Mark, he doesn't want to take any patients.

If he doesn't take you this time, I'll punch him in the nose.

He's very tall.

I'll punch him in the neck.

Okay, let's get you out of here, all right?

I tried to jump off

the fifth story of a parking garage -- What more does it take?

You're asking to be part of something you don't comprehend.

You think this is Army boot camp. What I do is Navy Seals stuff.

Get it?

I'm working on a technique called flooding.

It puts the subjects in unrelieved confrontation with their phobias.

The theory is that this will allow a breakthrough,

but there's no guarantee of that.

Just as likely, they'll crash and burn.

It's for cases that have no other hope of recovery.

Well, okay, then let's--

But do you think it'll work?

Well, it already has worked in preliminary tests.

But I'm trying to answer a bigger question here.

If acrophobics improve when they conquer their generic fears:

airplanes, elevators, rooftops,

what happens when they break through to the underlying, core terror?

What was hidden in your

relationship with your sister?

Or, more seriously,

are you willing to face the possibility?

Is there any history of mental illness

in your family?

Um... my mother suffered from schizophrenia.

That's not always hereditary though, is it?

Well, we don't know, but very often it is.

Look, this ratchets the stakes way up for you and Carla.

If Carla were to enter my treatment,

she might break through her acrophobia

into clarity about her sister,

or she might break through to something far more devastating.

Okay, so, it's me against the boogie man.

I've been afraid of that my whole life.

I want to do it.

Are you sure?

I think it's worth it.

How does it work?

We work as a group.

I was flying for the airlines,

15 years without an incident,

when one day we're on approach to Pittsburgh,

descending from 27,000 feet,

when this door opens up in my mind that I didn't even know was there.

And out steps this urge to jump out of the plane. I was paralyzed.

The co-pilot had to land the plane. Old Bennie here, he couldn't move.

Do you mind if I tell my own story, Zak, do you, huh?

The doc's helped me trace it back

to when I was in the army.

I was a 1st Infantry Paratrooper.

The Screaming Eagles, you know?

Up in the plane with my jump buddy Ivan Ireland.

You believe that name? Who names their kid Ivan...?

It was a freefall exercise.

Ivan jumped first, but his 'chute didn't open and I dove out

and I tried to catch up with him, but I was too late.

If I hadn't pulled my own rip cord,

I would have gone in with him. I watched him fall.

I saw him hit the ground.

Yeah, but you did the best you could.

I should have gone in with him.

The fact is, he wasn't feeling right that day.

He didn't even trust himself

to pack his own 'chute.

I did it.

Oops.

Listen, you punk!

Okay! We having fun yet?

Come on, Bennie. Ready to hit the trail?

Let's go.

Boo! Oh, Zak!

Get a life.

You okay, Bennie? I'm okay, yeah.

Yeah!

Whoo!

Hello!

Come on, Ben! Whoo-hoo! It's fun out here!

He's going to fall.

We should be so lucky. No, unfortunately, he's just showing off.

He used to be like the rest of us, then he got cured too well.

Now he's counter-phobic.

Obsessed with proving

he's not afraid of heights.

Hey, Zak.

Knock it off, will you?!

Show some respect for others. Come on, Ben!

He even got a job washing windows on

Clark Tower just so he can look down.

Aw, Ben, it's great!

I'm hoping he dies from the cure.

Boo! Ha, ha...

Okay, Ben, you're next. No wise cracks.

We support each other.

Piece of cake, buddy.

Come on, man, you can do it.

I'm supporting. That's support, isn't it?

Okay, Ben, come on.

Follow my voice.

Come on, one step.

And another.

Follow my voice.

Keep moving. Don't stop. Keep moving.

That's it. You're doing great.

You're doing great. That's right.

Come on, Ben. Why the blind fold?

So he can concentrate on Doc's voice.

You're doing great. You're doing great.

I don't think I could do that.

You don't have to go too far on your first time out.

But he'll push you.

If you don't do what he says,

he'll count to three, and then it's over. You're out of the group.

Follow my voice. Come on, Ben.

Stand up.

No, no, no. Stand up. Stand up!

That's it. Come on. Keep coming. Keep coming.

Farther than last time.

Farther than the last time.

That's it. Stop.

Look around.

[Both laughing]

Not bad.

Much better than last time.

That's a lot farther

than last time.

You're doing it, Ben.

We love you, Ben. Not.

Carla, have you seen the drop?

It's 300 feet straight down.

Please don't.

Knock it off, Zak.

Jagged rocks, water boiling up-- Stop it!

Close your eyes.

Mmm...

I'm sorry.

Don't say I'm sorry.

Say I'm scared. I'm scared.

That's nothing to apologize for.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

I can't.

[Imitating chicken]

But you have to do it.

You committed to do it. Well, I can't.

One...

Come on, Carla.

Just close your eyes, Carla.

Two...

Okay, okay...

Come on.

Step.

That's all I want you to do today.

Just trust me.

You know why I let Zak show off the way he does?

No, I guess not.

Because his courage is contagious.

So is your fear.

Fear can't hurt you unless you surrender to it.

But once you do, it can kill you.

Jocelyn, you're next.

[Laughing]

Okay, give me some. Right here.

You look better than I've seen you look in weeks.

Mmm, it's the best I've felt.

I'm with people who understand me.

It's amazing how fast people can bond when they have a common enemy.

I'm thinking I might be able to go back to work.

Yeah.

I think you're probably the healthiest one of that bunch, aren't you?

Has he ever actually cured anyone this doctor? Yes.

Actually this kid Zak.

He's, uh... well, actually, now he's a counter-phobic.

Counter-phobic? Don't even...

He's afraid of counters. Yeah, right.

Freaks out in Diners. Exactly.

No, he has to prove he's not a phobic.

He washes windows at Clark Tower just to know he's okay.

Oh, yeah, he's healthy.

The doctor's working on a special program for him,

bring him back to normal... whatever that is.

Hey, Mr. Peterson. It's Zak.

Bob never showed today.

Yeah, there's no answer at his house either.

Yeah, I mean, I guess I can do the work.

Is he going to show up though?

Yeah, hey, no problem.

I mean, I do most of the work anyway, right?

So, does this mean you're going to pay me double today?

[Dial tone]

What? Hello?

There's no need to be rude.

**

Feel the rush! Whoo!

Bob?

Ahh...!

The 19-year-old university student, Zachary Carter,

fell to his death just before dawn today

from the window cleaning scaffold he was working on.

The scaffold itself was inspected

and found to be in working order.

Police say the youth was working alone, however,

which is against OSHA safety rules.

[Group whispering]

Hi, guys.

Hi. Where's Sadowski?

He's in his office with the police.

What are the police doing here?

They think he was involved somehow.

Zak was blindfolded. Did you know that?

No.

We're the only ones who know that Doc uses a blindfold.

We know it was none of us, because none of us could've got up on the roof alone.

Unless somebody's faking it.

Listen, do me a favor. Get the car, will you?

I'll meet you in a couple minutes.

Excuse me. Detective Yerxa, right?

Yeah. Carla Ingle, KCEI TV.

Oh, right. You covered the Karlson case.

Very good. Doing a story on this?

Not exactly. Do you think the doctor had something to do with it?

Sadowski says he was at a conference in Albuquerque last night.

I'd be astonished if he'd lie about something

we could easily check with a phone call,

which phone call I'm about to make

If you'll excuse me.

Is it true that Zak was blind folded?

Yeah...

maybe the kid was practicing the stuff the doc taught him.

Pretty crazy this doc,

if you ask me.

Take care.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry about Zak.

Well, he knew the risk. We all did.

Right? Right.

Let's go.

When one falls in life there are two possibilities.

Either one cannot get up,

or one gets up as best one can and moves forward.

Those who cannot get up, are known as babies,

the elderly, cowards or the dead!

The people who get up are known as warriors.

Anybody here who considers himself or herself

among the former, please raise your hand.

And who here considers himself or herself a warrior?

Let's see if that's so.

Come on, come on,

come on, one step at a time.

Come on.

Don't think about where you are. Think about my voice.

Come on.

Remember, any fear can be overcome

by a greater fear.

If flames were licking at your back you would move.

If your child was about to fall off that edge, you'd be there in a heartbeat.

One... Come on, Hallie.

Two...

You can do it, Hallie. You did it before.

That was another roof, much lower.

There was a rail.

Last time we had Zak!

Don't think about Zak!

I can't help it.

Ohh...!

Three.

I'm sorry, Hallie.

Last time, you made it out to the pipe.

No, I can't.

Are you going to let what happened to Zak

ruin everything that we worked for?

Hmm? You know what Zak would be doing if her were here?

He'd be dancing on the edge of this roof!

Laughing at you!

He'd be ashamed of you.

You make a mockery of his death!

Or is it something else?

You think maybe I had something to do with what happened to Zak?

Do you?!

I don't think you did.

Yeah, but you're not sure, are you?

And that tiny little shadow of a doubt, no matter how small,

will be the ruination of everything that we've worked for,

because if you don't trust me completely,

it's over.

Right here, right now!

[Voice of Dr. Sadowski] Fear can't hurt you unless you surrender to it.

Once you do, it can kill you.

**

**

Come on, Doc, you can make it.

I can't believe you did that.

It wasn't me.

It was like I was standing outside myself watching.

I saw you moving forward and getting closer to the edge.

I thought you were going to jump.

So did I. Oh, I wish Zak could have seen us.

It was when Sadowski said that it could be the end of the group.

I just, I snapped.

You know, I had to do something.

I saw me whole life flash before my eyes.

I just kept thinking about my kids.

That's what got me out on the roof.

How many kids you got? Three.

Pictures, pictures. Yes, yes.

They don't talk to me any more though. Why not?

Oh, well, last couple of years got so bad I wouldn't even come up out of the basement.

That's when they sent me to Greendale.

Two years. Straitjacket, helmet.

Whole nine yards.

But... they keep me going.

If I didn't think I'd ever see them again sometime, somehow,

I'd end it all tomorrow.

Oh, Hallie...

Do you have any kids?

Um, no, not yet.

But when I do...

I hope they look like him.

Oh, my goodness.

Ooh, what a hunk. Where was that taken?

Bermuda.

We met last August. My sister and I went there after my parents died.

And Mark was doing a photo shoot, and actually,

Rachel met him first -- She introduced us.

Well, you look great together.

* Who will take all of these chances? *

* Who will be the one to make things run around? *

Voice of Rachel: Crank it up. Crank it up. I love this song.

* Who will take all of these chances? *

You can't let go of me!

Ahh!

**

Ahh!

Hey, it's only me. What's the matter?

Oh, I'm so scared.

I think Rachel's stalking me.

What?

The scarf.

Scarf? The one that she was wearing on the cliff.

I put it right here the other day. Where is it now?

I don't... Maybe the housekeeper put it away.

No. The housekeeper doesn't come until tomorrow, Mark.

Rachel has it. Rachel has it.

I saw her. She was wearing it.

I saw it on her tonight.

Oh...

I'm crazy.

I'm crazy.

You are not

crazy, okay?

You're just exhausted.

Come on.

I got an idea.

I want you to say what I say.

Rachel, I loved you with all my heart.

Rachel, I loved you with all my heart.

And I did everything that I could to save you.

And I did everything I could to save you.

But now I have to go on with my life...

and put this terrible pain behind me.

Maybe that doctor is pushing you too fast.

This group is my only hope at getting better.

I'm not going to leave it, Mark.

Carla...

[Door bell ringing]

Mark, just leave it. Just leave it.

[Door bell ringing]

I should get it.

[Door bell ringing]

Sorry to disturb you, sir. Detective Yerxa.

Is your wife in? Good evening, ma'am.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to come down to the station.

What is it? What's wrong?

We have what looks like a suicide,

and your name appears at the scene.

What?

Written by the victim in her own blood before she died.

Who?

A woman by the name of Hallie Barnes.

Hallie's dead?

Yes, ma'am.

It appears she jumped from the roof of her apartment building.

Three stories. Amazing she could write anything at all.

Did she ever mention thinking about suicide?

She did say she might try it if she couldn't get her kids back.

But I'm sure she wasn't actually thinking about it.

You'd be surprised what people think about.

Then again, if there was

foul play, the last thing she did was write your name,

which might be significant.

I was her friend, for God's sake. Wait a second.

If anybody could have got her out on the roof it would've been Dr. Sadowski.

We're looking in to that.

She was blind folded, you know?

She was?

Mm-hmm. Same as that kid on Clark Tower.

You knew him too, right?

See, this is the one we took off him a couple days ago...

And here's the one from Hallie Barnes

last night.

Looks pretty similar, don't it?

Fact is, lab says there the very same kind of cloth.

That isn't even the most interesting thing.

See?

This is mine.

Ahh, Carla...!

My, my, my.

Get her some water.

She have a history of that?

You got a history of being an idiot?!

Are you accusing her, huh?

Because, if you are, just come out

and say so, okay?

I'm just pointing out something interesting here.

She's a member of the press, no?

I made no accusations that I recall. She under arrest?

Certainly not.

Fact is, there's no evidence that anybody was on that roof with her.

No sign of a struggle.

No marks on the lady's body,

except for impact with concrete.

I'll probably write it up as a suicide.

It's just that her name was right there on the sidewalk.

Rachel is dead.

You've got to start accepting that--

Or what? I'll go crazy, like my mother?

No, that is not what I meant.

Can't you see that Rachel is out there?

She's always distrusted me.

Ever since we were kids.

And now that I let her fall, she'll never forgive me.

Carla, come on. You've got to fight this.

I have life and Rachel doesn't...

and it's my fault.

She'll never let me rest.

She'll kill everyone I love

and then tear me down with her.

I want you to quite the group.

No, I will not quit the group!

No, listen. How well do you really know these people?

By now, you all have each other's phone numbers and addresses.

Yeah?

The house was open all day when I was at my studio.

Somebody who knew you, who knew your story,

knew your vulnerability, could easily have gotten in here

to take that scarf.

[Phone ringing]

Hello.

It's Ben, from the group.

Hi, Ben.

Yeah, he questioned us this morning.

He thinks it's a suic--

What do you...

Ben! No, Ben. Wait--

He's quitting.

Yeah, see?

I think that's the right thing to do.

Maybe that's what Rachel wants, you know, to isolate me.

That is crazy.

Wrong word, Mark.

Where are you going?

I have to talk to him.

Carla.

[Knocking on door]

Excuse the mess.

Want any water or anything?

No. I can't stay long, Ben.

Look, I just wanted to see you face to face and tell you.

You can't quit the group now.

No? Watch this.

Ben, please don't let Hallie's suicide ruin all we've worked for.

Hallie wasn't a suicide.

How do you know that?

Can't tell you.

Did you tell Detective Yerxa?

I can't. Why?

Maybe because I'm crazy. I don't know anymore.

Look at me. I'm packing my things.

I'm leaving. I don't even know where I'm going.

Maybe Kansas. I understand it's really flat there.

Ben, I'm not the police, all right. I'm just your friend. You can tell me.

It's not that I want to quit. I don't have any choice.

What happened?

I got a phone call.

From who?

I can't tell you. Ben, just tell me.

Remember the guy I told you about from the army?

Your friend? The one whose 'chute didn't open?

It was him.

Yeah...

Ivan Ireland himself.

Thought you said he died.

He did.

Then how could he call you?

That's a good question. And you know what?

I'm not hanging around to find out the answer.

Ben, your friend is dead, all right? Dead people don't make phone calls.

I know that; maybe even you know that,

but apparently, he doesn't know that, because it was him.

He knew everything about the plane.

He knew all the details, and he knew what I was doing here too!

He even told me about Hallie before the police ever came.

What-- What about Hallie?

He told me she was dead.

He knows who killed her too.

Saw it from his side, he said.

Said he doesn't know her name or what she looks like

because she keeps her face all covered. Carla!

But she's a fellow faller.

He said he wants to make me suffer for what I did,

just like the girl in the scarf wants the one responsible for her fall to suffer.

Girl in the scarf?

Yeah, he says she keeps her face covered,

because it's all broken away from the rocks.

You can't let go of me!

Ben, I cannot explain what's happening.

I just know we need the group.

You can't quit. We need each other.

You, me and Jocelyn.

Oh, I just spoke to Jocelyn. She's quitting too.

Carla, join me. Carla...

So, how did you find me?

I went to your house. Someone held up a note.

That was my mom. She hasn't talked in five years.

She's phobic about everything, including people.

Look, Jocelyn, we have to talk about--

Look, I don't believe in ghosts. I don't know what happened to Zak.

But Hallie killed herself and I know why.

Same reason I tried last year.

Jumped out of a third story window.

Spent eight months in the hospital.

Right now, I feel like I could do it again.

Look, Jocelyn, I just don't see how Hallie could have done that.

Well, when you're desperate, you do it.

It got so bad that I'd go to bed and pray,

"Please, God, don't let me wake up in the morning."

I mean, what was I living for?

To keep my mother out of an institution?

To keep myself out?

You're getting better, right?

And Hallie was getting better too.

If you stop now, you're just going to be right back where you started.

I don't know!

What I do know is that I don't want to end up like my mother.

And I don't want to die.

You don't have to.

We can beat this thing.

I'm scared, Carla.

I'm scared too, Jocelyn.

This is no way to live.

We cannot quit now.

Jocelyn... we can do this.

Deal?

Deal.

I appreciate what you're saying,

but I've made up my mind.

Why because there's only two of us?

No, it's not that.

But I can't put you, or my reputation, at risk

while somebody's trying to sabotage my work.

Who would hate you that much? I don't know.

Could be a colleague who wants to see me fail. Could be a former patient.

But you're putting us at risk by quitting.

I would be dead now if it wasn't for you. So would I.

You know what? Hallie is dead because of me.

What happened to Zak, also because of me.

What about the phone call to Ben?

Well, I don't think anybody called Ben.

I think that was just an excuse to quit the group

or to get out of town before the police

started asking too many questions.

I saw Ben. He was terrified.

Mm-hmm.

Well, Ben's good at being afraid.

He also hated Zak.

Nothing's impossible

to me anymore.

You told us, if we faced our worst terror, we would be cured.

It's just a matter of time

before somebody else gets hurt.

Then lets not waste any time.

Let's go for broke. No half measures.

You're hardly ready for that.

I'm telling you we are.

I'll go first.

It would be your worst nightmare.

Fear can't hurt me, right?

You ready in the boat?

We're all set.

We're ready and waiting.

Step out on that platform.

Take a step.

Do it.

All right, keep going.

Keep going. Take a step.

And another.

Jocelyn, make me proud. You can do it.

Come on, come on, come on.

You can do it.

Keep going. Keep going.

A little farther.

You're there.

Just push me!

No!

You said you wanted to do it, Jocelyn.

Do what you want to do.

Let's go. Let's go.

It's... it's working.

It's working.

Carla...!

Carla...!

I'm not afraid anymore.

Carla!

Jocelyn!

Jocelyn, don't do it!

[Laughing]

I'm not afraid anymore.

Jocelyn, can you hear me!?

Do it. Jocelyn!

Oh, I feel like I could do anything!

Do it, do it, do it. Don't do it!

Don't jump!

Ahh...!!!

Whoo-hoo! Ha!

Whoa...!

Oww! I did it!

Oh, yes! Yes!

You did it, Jocelyn!

Look at me, Carla! Whoo!

[Laughing]

Is there anywhere else I can find information on this guy?

I suppose if you had a tissue sample, you could do a DNA test.

Otherwise, at this point, I would wager

that you know more about him than his mother does.

What exactly are you looking for?

I don't know...

Something.

How do you feel?

Oh, it was incredible. So awesome.

Just wait and see.

Okay, I'll get the credit card,

you choose the restaurant, and don't scrimp.

I'm sorry you have to wait out here, but...

I understand.

Maybe I'll get her to come to the window and wave. Okay.

[Laughing]

Ahh...!

She fell.

Carla!

Carla!

What happened?

My mother. She's...

What?

She fell in the bathroom.

She's dead.

Oh, I shouldn't have left her alone!

It had to have been an accident.

She was so happy for me.

She knew what I was going to do today.

Do you know what I saw

when I first walked into the house?

It was right on the table in the dining room.

The roses are beautiful. They always were her favorite flower.

All she wrote on the card was...

"Congratulations."

Carla!

Carla...

What are you doing?

I know you think I'm crazy.

No. I just asked you what are you doing?

We never identified the body properly.

Her face was so badly smashed, we don't even know if it was her or not.

It's very important to know if this is her or not.

What do you think you're going to find in there?

I thought maybe I could find her gold fillings,

but then I realized, that the people at the crematorium, they would have stolen them.

But then, I realized, they would miss the pin in her wrist

that the doctor put in when she broke it.

It's not here.

So-- See, titanium,

it wouldn't melt.

But even if it would, they wouldn't want it.

What if... Just what if this isn't her?

All right, would you listen to yourself?

I am trying to figure this out, Mark.

I am seeing her. I am hearing her. Why?!

I mean, maybe if this isn't her..

Maybe she's alive.

No. She'd dead.

I have thought of everything.

Maybe it's Sadowski. Maybe it's Ben. I've even thought it could be you.

Anything is easier

than believing it's Rachel.

How else am I going to explain--

You want an explanation?! Look at this. Look at it.

Your Dr. Sadowski is not who he says he is.

What are you talking about?

I found out who he was before he became a doctor.

See, look. He used to be a mountaineering guide.

And on his last trip, he took a bunch of people

up to Mount Rainier and none of them came back,

except for Sadowski.

The rest of them...

they fell to their deaths off a 3,500 foot cliff.

This sounds like an accident, Mark. Maybe!

Okay, but the beauty of being the only survivor

is that you get to say what happened.

I think this is a sick guy

who needs to take people up to high places

and watch them suffer and possibly die.

That's why he needs desperate people,

people who will do whatever he says.

But he cured Zak and Jocelyn.

Then look what he did. Okay, maybe he thinks that he cured Zak.

Maybe he thinks he's helping Jocelyn.

Okay, but what about the phone call?

Huh? Sadowski couldn't have known all that stuff that Ben said the guy knew.

Carla,

he could easily find that stuff

in the library or in military records.

Look what I found in just a couple of hours.

No!

Carla, open your eyes.

You are so desperate to believe that lunatic

that you can't see what's right in front of your face.

Come here.

Listen to me.

Maybe he's dangerous, maybe he's not,

but he can't be the only doctor that can help you, okay?

We will find somebody else.

Where?

I don't know.

We'll move to another city. I don't care, Carla.

As long as you're safe.

Now, I've made some copies

of these documents for that detective,

but I want you to promise something.

Promise me that you will not go see Sadowski in the morning, okay?

I promise.

I love you, Carla...

and I'm not going to lose you.

[Flute playing]

Carla...

[Flute playing]

[Laughing]

Carla... No.

I'm afraid, Carla!

No... No!

No!

[Flute playing]

Ahh!

[Rachel laughing]

You can't let go of me!

Carla!

[Phone ringing]

Hello.

Hello, is Carla there?

Who is this?

This is Dr. Sadowski. May I speak to your wife please?

She's not even here, thanks to you.

What the hell are you doing with her?

Well, do you know where she is?

No, I don't.

Where was she supposed to be, according to you?

We have an appointment.

At the clinic?

No, as a matter of fact,

I'm supposed to meet her on the road to Lookout Mountain.

If she calls in, will you tell her that, please?

I'm going to go back up there and wait for her.

No! Don't go near her, you son of a bitch,

or I swear to God, I will kill you.

You're getting a little close to the ledge,

so come over here and sit on the railing.

I am not falling. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Oh, I feel like I'm flying. Ahh!

Rachel!

Please don't let me fall.

Rachel, I've got you.

Carla...!

Carla, come away from the edge.

Don't come any closer.

Carla, you've already done it.

You're close enough. You've won.

Oh, there's no winning for me.

Maybe you should come with me,

for all the people you failed on the mountain.

What are you talking about, Carla?

Mount Rainier.

Look, we were on a ridge 300 feet from the summit.

We were following an established route.

It was a big cornice of snow and ice.

It gave all signs of being stable. I went first.

I checked for cracks.

How did you do it then? Did you cut the rope?

What? Push them?

No, it was nothing like that at all!

Then how did they die?

When I started back,

the ice pack started to fail.

The section they were standing on broke loose.

I looked down...

It happened slowly, I think I could have saved them.

I know I could have. I had the training. But...

But when I looked down... I couldn't move.

I couldn't even breathe.

I know.

I know what that kind of fear feels like.

Were they your friends?

They were clients.

All except for one.

We were engaged to be married a month later.

How did you do it?

How did you get over it?

The fear, the guilt.

I didn't.

When I'm alone in a high place,

I'm as dizzy and frightened as you are.

When I'm teaching other people not to be afraid,

I'm not afraid.

It's okay. Come on. Come on.

Reach out. Reach out.

I got you. That's it.

I got you.

Mark! I told you to stay away from my wife.

Mark, you don't understand.

Wait a second. I think there's been a misunderstanding here.

Mark! Stop it, all right, Mark! Just listen to me!

Back up now.

How does it feel, "doctor," to be on the brink

yourself this time, huh?

Mark, stop it! Stop it.

Look, you're gonna have-- Stop it, all right?

Carla, stay back. Mark!

Mark, stop it!

Mark!

Help...

Just hold on, okay? Hold on.

Mark, there's a rope in the van. Get it.

Oh...

I don't think so.

Look, Mark, what happened on Mount Rainier was an accident, all right?

Just get the rope.

He'll be a minute.

Just hold on.

None of that matters, Carla.

You know...

you could have made this a whole lot easier...

if you'd have just done what I said in the first place.

What is wrong with you?

You don't get it, do you?

I told you to sit on the railing.

I rigged it to break for you, not Rachel.

You killed Rachel?

No. You did.

You're the one who didn't sit on the railing like I told you to.

You wanted me to fall?

Why?

Ahh!

When I met you,

I didn't have two nickels to rub together.

You had your parents money

and that big old house...

And I could have had all that...

Even Rachel, if I wanted.

She was so much more controllable. You...

You're stubborn.

You make everything a mess.

That's why, when the doctor came along, I figured,

"Hey, how much more perfect could this be?"

A guy who likes to put people on cliffs

and see if they'll jump.

That's beautiful.

From then on,

I have to say, it was actually kind of fun.

I knew you were terrified of coming down with your mother's mental illness,

so I just helped you along a little bit

by dosing you from time to time

with the worst hallucinogenic I could find.

Then all I had to do was sit back and watch you freak out.

Add a bit of suggestion,

a little incense here,

a moved scarf there.

The rest of it was your imagination.

Oh...

Then there was that damn group,

and all there support.

They had to go.

Ahh! Ahh!

Ahh!

You should have picked an amateur. Ahh!

Carla!

Hang on.

Give me your hand!

Ahh!

Give me your hand, Carla. Ahh!

The root won't hold. It's going to break! Let him go.

Carla, give me your hand!

Give me your hand!

Ahh!

Mark...

Mark, pull me up.

Mark!

[Screaming]

Ahh!

Ahh...!

Ahh...!

Take my hand.

Come on, Carla, take my hand.

Do it!

Hang on!

Climb the rope, Carla.

Climb it.

Come on, climb it!

Carla, you climb that rope now!

I've got you.

Okay.

You're fine.

You're fine, Carla.

You're fine.

It's okay.

**

Bye, Rachel.

[Flute playing]

Carla...