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- Hello? - Anna: Good morning, Lauren.

Anna. I'm so glad you called.

Just checking in on you. How are you feeling?

Erm...

I haven't been sleeping well lately.

You do sound tired.

Have you been up all night writing again?

I wish.

Are you telling me you see dead people, like Rachel?

Anna, you know, that's not funny.

Sorry. She keeps putting crazy ideas into your head.

I should talk to her.

Yeah, well, you can do that.

Why don't we gather tonight here at my house?

- Tonight, around 7:00? - Are you sure?

Yeah... I really want to see everybody

and catch up, you know?

It'll be fun to see the girls, right?

Okay. I'll call them. Seven, all right?

Great. Thanks. I can't wait.

- Lauren, there you are. - Come in. Come in.

Here I am, as requested.

What time is it? Is it 7:00 already?

You slept through the whole day?

I was trying to write. Time has just slipped by.

I'm sorry, I didn't get to prepare anything.

No need for apologies, but you still need to pull

- yourself together. - Yeah.

I'm just so glad that you're here.

Especially today.

Especially today.

- Lauren. - What?

You should've sold this house a long time ago.

I can't. I couldn't.

It's my mom's house.

Have you heard the expression, "let sleeping dogs lie?"

Yeah. But what does that have to do with anything?

Gathering us all here, on the anniversary

of the day it happened.

Well, what's dead is gone, right?

I'm not talking about that.

I'm worried about you.

Are you still going to therapy?

Yes. I'm taking the medications my psychiatrist prescribed.

Lauren, stop. You're creeping me out.

I feel like someone's watching.

How long have you been feeling this way?

You know, since that night...

Especially this week.

Have you considered checking yourself back

into supervised care?

You know I can't write like that.

What is more important,

your literary career or your life?

I can't think. I'm so tired.

Lauren, please, let me take you in tomorrow.

Kat: What?

You never want to see me again?

Seriously? How incredibly ungrateful you are?

What was that?

Kat: After all the sacrifices I gave to you...

The house is always settling, so...

Termites? I will get the dust pan.

Okay.

Kat: Oh, no, no, no, no, you can't say that to me.

Why? Why? Because I'm your mother.

Ken? Kenneth?

Kat, is everything okay?

Kids, can't live with them, can't live without them.

Oh, Lauren.

You should've let me take you away to Paris this summer.

I had a grand ol' time.

I would've only slowed you down.

Well, maybe I would've revved you up a little.

Oh, my goodness. What happened?

Oh, the house has a mind of its own.

Oh, what a mess.

You look wonderful, Kat. And that bag's really something.

Thank you. Look what I got for us.

Oh, I'm not supposed to drink on medication.

Oh, what your doctor doesn't know won't hurt him. Trust me.

So, Kat, what's going on?

We heard you yelling at your son.

- He ran away to Vegas. - To get married?

He did, to that white trash, gold digger.

Well, he's 18. He's an adult.

You did the best you could. Congratulations on the nuptials.

- How are your children? - I count my blessings.

A future cardiologist, an engineer and a banker

all in one family.

Not that there's anything wrong with being a total stereotype.

You know, why don't you give Ken some time?

He might come around.

- Do you really think so? - Yes, he's your flesh and blood.

No matter what happens, you belong to each other.

- He didn't even invite me. - Please, Kat.

It's not the end of the world.

Let him rebel and find his own way.

Easy for you to say with your three perfect children.

I only have Ken. He means everything to me.

- Ow! - Lauren: Kat?

That looks bad.

For a plastic surgeon, you should be more careful

- around sharp things. - I was only trying to help.

- Here. Are you okay? - Yes, I'm fine.

I just nicked a vein. It's all right.

I have everything I need to close it up.

- Hi, Rachel. - Oh, beautiful as ever.

- No. Thanks. - Oh, my god.

Come on in. For me?

Thank you.

- Oh! - I'm sorry I'm late.

I got caught up in a new business blessing.

Oh, no, don't worry about it. I'm glad to see you.

- Really? - Yeah.

I feel like sometimes, you want your space

- and then, again I don't, like... - No, no, no, no, no.

Thanks for being patient with me.

- My god, what is that? - Oh.

Uh... Luckily, the need for spirit workers

is finally on the rise and I've got a lot of new cases.

Well, yay. I'm so glad to hear you're busy.

Aw. So I guess I should ask you how your novel is coming, hm?

Um... it's not.

What?

Why don't you let me give you reike for healing?

It's not a healing thing, I think.

What, it's a regular writer's block?

You don't normally have that.

- What's wrong? - Well, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's what it is. It's... I'm blocked.

Blocked?

Well, there's definitely something wrong here.

The energy is all off.

I gotta get to work. So come on, let's go.

Here, Kat, for your pain.

Thank you, Anna.

Kat, I'm going to have to call your sponsor again.

Roach, roach, I got maimed helping Lauren clean up

- her accident. - I'll take that.

- Hi, Rachel. - Hi, Anna.

You're the only one that still uses that nickname

- since third grade. - It's a term of endearment.

And you might want to start adding a little

color into your wardrobe.

It's just so good to have everybody here.

- Thank you for coming. - Oh, Lauren, have a seat.

Why don't we go into the living room?

Oh, no, the energy is much better here.

Lauren, here, come.

Rachel, what on earth do you have in your briefcase?

- Tools of my trade. - Wow.

It looks like you brought Jesus, Buddha, Allah

and everybody else to the party.

I thought you only did reiki?

Well, energy balancing is at the core of my work.

But I brought an expanded arsenal. I will need it.

Rachel, I really appreciate what you do and

that you believe a séance is going to do anything,

but I don't think that...

Lauren doesn't need a séance as much

as she needs a good man in the sack.

Oh, Kat. That's an unnecessary thing to say.

What? I'm only bringing up what everybody is already thinking.

Kat, just because your mind is in the gutter,

it doesn't mean we have to hear it.

Lauren, if that doesn't interest you anymore,

- I'm sure roach would love to. - Kat, if you don't watch it,

I'm going to send you to rehab.

I maybe a lush, but at least I don't avoid

dealing with life by obsessing over the occult.

It's no use. It's too dug in.

How do you feel about an exorcism?

- Excuse me. - Lauren.

- Lauren, are you all right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Rachel, your Sage is really irritating my eyes.

- I'll be right back. - Okay.

I don't think she's ever gotten over him.

What?

How can she still be so hung up on him?

I mean, I know she's a hopeless romantic,

but isn't this a little extreme?

It's the 20th anniversary, isn't it?

Oh, is anniversary really the right word?

Whatever it is, we promised to be here

to give her whatever support she needs.

Haven't we already done that or at least offered?

What she really needs is to settle the spirits

that haunt her or get the hell out of this place.

Okay. Okay.

- What is all of this? - Take your seat.

But be careful with the salt.

Come, Lauren.

Lauren: What do you think this is all supposed to do?

Oh, we're just balancing the energy around you.

Don't worry. It should be harmless.

Oh, goody. I get to spend mischief night

with a bunch of superstitious freaks.

Be quiet, Kat.

Not everything is always about you.

Okay.

Come on.

There.

Restless spirit, hear us.

We acknowledge the evil that has been done to you.

But you must also acknowledge the wrongs that you have done.

Let your spirit rest.

Be free in the afterlife.

Man: Hello?

- Did you hear that? - Return to the universal energy.

Let go of the ties to this life and move on to the next.

Spirit, stay back.

What are you all doing here sitting in the dark?

Did you know your front door was open?

Oh!

Well, I didn't mean to scare you guys.

My name is Derek.

One of you is my mother...

And I came here to find what happened to my father.

You are trespassing. I'm calling the police.

Now that you have our full attention...

What proof do we have that you are who you say you are?

Well, I was born on June 30th, 1996.

I was given up to the sisters of St. Margaret for adoption.

You could've found that information.

Maybe you are just an impostor.

Why would he do that? Why go to all that trouble?

The only reason you would've come here looking

for your birth parents is for money, right?

No, people don't just disappear.

You know, maybe they do in your mystery novels, but...

None in real life.

Not unless they're dead.

Look, why don't I just pay you what you want

and you leave us alone?

You know, money can't change the past

or give me the life I would have had with my real parents.

What are you getting at?

You cannot just expect to walk in here and...

Okay, stop everybody! Just stop. Stop.

It's okay.

- When I gave you up, i... - Shh! Don't.

I can't...

Why?

- How did you find me? - I paid to track you down.

What happened, huh?

There's no record of my father anywhere

after you filed the missing person's report.

And the private investigator said that this only happens

if someone goes into hiding, goes into the mob, or dies.

So, which is it, hm?

Your father... hurt me.

And then, he left?

Will you hear me out?

I can handle it.

You deserve to know who your father was.

When we got married 25 years ago,

we were madly in love.

We were both from broken homes, so when we connected,

we felt like we saved each other.

It was inevitable that we would end up hurting each other,

but we loved each other so much.

We thought we were stronger than the troubles.

We were wrong.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

- I'll love you forever. - Good.

Man, you guys, be happy. Be happy and I love you.

It's just... I wish the best with you guys.

I really, really do.

You guys are going to be pretty remarkable.

I love you.

You are always my sister.

You know that. I will always be there for you.

I don't think I can drink another drink.

Congratulations. First one of us to get married.

I love you.

I hope you and Jake have a wonderful marriage.

You're like a kind of therapy.

- Yeah? - Hmm.

You're mine, too.

So much that you almost make me forget.

Almost?

I never thought I could feel...

- Safe. - Listen to me.

I'm going to make you feel safe.

Jake...

He's why I keep locking the door.

I tried to stop, but...

My mom told me never to tell anyone and it's just so...

I don't care how weak she was.

- She should've protected you. - She tried.

And how could he, to his own daughter?

If they weren't already dead, I'd kill them for you.

Jake. Jake.

They were all I had.

Let's just forget, please.

You're mine, now.

You're safe.

This hard-boiled detective never expected

to fall in love with the dame with the smoky voice.

Babe, relax.

Come over here and play with me.

All you want to do is play.

Some of us have to work around here.

You just start being no fun.

Since we went broke.

Babe, relax. The loan is gonna come through.

No.

No, Jake, we can't take out a second mortgage.

I don't need you nagging me.

If you don't care, I don't care.

Goddamnit! Of course I care.

You're gonna get that?

No.

That's probably another one of those bill collectors.

Hello.

Look, I told you not call here.

I said no. I'll call you later.

- Who was that? - It's a bill collector.

No.

It didn't sound like any bill collector I've ever talked to.

Yeah, well, I don't want to deal with that right now.

Babe, listen to me.

I'm sorry you are stressed.

I'll get another job soon. I promise.

I know. I know you will.

Yeah, and then everything is going to be fine.

And then we can start a family just like we always wanted.

One little boy, one little girl.

I don't know, Jake.

Boy or a girl, I want both.

Yeah.

I'm going to make all your dreams come true.

I swear.

Jake, please, I... I think I need to write.

I just need to make myself feel better

and I just don't feel well right now.

Your story, it can wait.

Look, I said no.

That was all I could give, I'm sorry.

No.

Just leave us alone, okay?

Holy shit, babe.

What? Did I scare you?

You give a man a heart attack like that.

- Who were you talking to? - It was an investor.

At one o'clock in the morning?

Yeah. Well, you know, this guy's...

Pick that up.

What for?

It doesn't mean anything anymore.

Of course it means something.

Tell that to whoever you're screwing around with.

No, I'm not. I'm telling you the truth!

Who was on the phone. Jake?

Where do you think you're going?

- Getting a hell out of here. - Oh, you're not going anywhere.

- Stop it, Jake. I'm leaving. - You're not going anywhere.

I'm done with you.

You're done when I say you're done.

You're my wife.

Jake, stop.

Jake! Stop, what are you doing?

Stop. Stop. No please, don't do it.

- Don't. No, Jake! - You're my wife.

- You're my wife. - Stop. No!

Jake, no! Don't, please don't.

Jake, don't.

- Jake, don't. - Oh, baby.

Stop. I said, "stop".

I said, "stop"!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Come.

I already did, so hurry up. She's on the way over too.

Yes, now. Bye.

The girls will be here soon.

No, don't bother them.

- I'm fine. - No, you're not fine.

Nothing about the situation is fine.

And if you only gone to the police before,

there'd be documented history of domestic violence.

I didn't think it was that bad.

I pushed him.

It was my fault.

Lauren, you keep defending Jake. But who's defending you?

Oh, no.

Jake.

- What happened? - Did they fight again?

It's bad this time.

- Interventions. - They always come too late.

What did he do?

Oh, my god, your face.

Lauren, you got to go to the emergency room.

No, I'm all right. I don't want to go.

Please don't make me go.

Lauren, do you want to tell them or shall I?

She defended herself this time and he might be dead.

- Oh, no. - What happened?

She caught him with another woman on the phone.

- Who? - What a surprise.

No idea.

But we have to go back there with her to protect her

- either way. - Of course.

There's no pulse.

He's dead.

Oh, hell no.

- We have to call the police. - Anna: I can't believe

I'm saying this, but none of us can go

- to the police. - Rachel: What?

- Why can't we call the police? - We can claim self-defense.

Rachel: I've seen how these cases played out.

Her life will be ruined forever.

We stick together no matter what happens. Agreed?

All for one, one for all.

Sisters until we're in jail.

- Okay. So now what?

You're a doctor, can't you get access to a morgue?

- What are you suggesting? - I don't know.

My god, we can't do this.

Well, how about I get rid of him?

- Yeah. - What? How?

I tag him as a John Doe. He gets cremated. Case close.

That is crazy.

Well, it's either that or the police?

Rachel: She's right.

Lauren?

Okay. What do you want to do?

Shh! The neighbors will hear.

Calm down.

- You two, get her inside. - Okay.

Did you kill my father right here in this house?

What the hell is wrong with this place?

Your mother is not in her right mind.

In fact, she was going to commit herself,

- tomorrow morning. - Anna.

Commit herself? What, to a mental institution?

Anna: A facility.

So do you want to hear the rest of the story?

Tell me.

- Thanks. - It is not your fault.

This is really for the best.

He would've eventually killed you,

you know that, right? That asshole.

I mean, you probably can't see it now...

But it was either you or him...

And the universe chose you.

I'm just going to... I don't feel well.

Okay.

We treat this as an alcoholic, bankrupt husband

abandoning his wife.

She calls the police tomorrow. I'll coach her what to say.

Okay. That sounds about right.

And what about her mental state?

- What do you mean? - Look at her.

I'm afraid she's going to hurt herself.

I see.

Well, then we all have to take turns being with her

until she feels better.

Lauren? Hey.

Shit. It's okay. It's okay.

It's just morning sickness, babe.

It's okay, it's okay. Shh!

Are you sure you want to go through with this?

I... want...

I want it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I want... I want to have a family.

Okay.

You're not actually considering having Jake's baby, are you?

What do you think you're going to be putting yourself through?

What if he turns out evil like his father?

You can't keep him, you know that.

You're going to have to get stronger

if you're going to raise your child.

One day he's going to want to know who his father is,

so you got to toughen up, okay?

You know, we could raise the kid together,

if you wanted.

I'd really like that.

Anna: Are you sure you want to give up the baby?

I will make sure he goes to a good home,

with two loving parents who can give him

the upbringing he deserves.

You don't have to bear the responsibility anymore.

Lauren: I don't have to explain.

The doctor said you won't be able to have any more children.

You had what's called placental abruption,

so they gave you hysterectomy.

But that's okay. You have your writing career

and you've already sold your first book.

And it's doing so well.

There's one thing I need to know.

What?

Would you ever...

Oh, my god, Kat!

Rachel: He's going to run to the police.

- He knows our secret. - Lauren: God.

- He's my son! Leave him alone! - No.

Lauren: Nobody touch him!

Just give me some time to think about what to do.

Oh, my god, he is heavy.

Lauren, Lauren stop. Think. We could lose everything.

First, Jake. Now, your son.

I think the universe is trying to tell us something.

Don't be stupid.

If none of you are gonna help me, then don't get in my way!

All right. All right.

Fine.

My back!

Getting older sucks.

- I'll give you reiki later. - Vicodin works better.

No amount of Vicodin could possible help you, Kat.

I don't believe in roach's phooey mumbo jumbo anyway.

Yeah, like the tablecloth flew up the table by itself, huh?

Kat: There's a rational scientific explanation.

It's an old house. The floor could've shifted.

Okay. Everybody, just leave me alone.

We cannot just leave him here like that.

He could attack you when he wakes up.

At least one of us has her wits about her.

It's for your own safety, Lauren.

- Get his tie, bind his legs. - What?

Just because he's your son,

you don't know what he is capable of.

Remember, he's also Jake's.

Okay. Everybody, just give me some time.

Okay. We'll be right downstairs if you need us.

Okay. Okay. Go!

You got to lay off the booze.

Sorry, roach, I know.

I know what you're thinking. And we can't.

What's it to you? Why are you protecting him?

It's not like before. He's still alive.

This time it would be cold blooded murder.

I'm not sure I can go through it again.

But Kat has a point.

- I have to pee. - Rachel.

I've got to fix my contacts.

Honestly, now?

Honestly, it must be really hard to be so perfect all the time.

Thank you.

Derek: You killed my father right here in this house?

Just one thing I need to know.

Lauren: What?

Derek: Would you ever...

Lauren: What?

Derek: Would you ever...

That's not possible.

Derek?

Are you all right?

I'm sorry that Kat hurt you.

And you're going to kill me too?

I'd never let them kill you.

What are you saying, if I have to die,

you'll do it, or what?

- Could you... - Mm-hm.

Could you... Will you ever forgive me?

I don't know.

Now that we've met...

I'm not sure about anything anymore.

When the house is quiet...

I'll... I'll... I'll untie you

and then you should go, okay?

If I really wanted to get away, do you think you can stop me?

Then what...

What's the real reason you came here?

You're more than I hoped you'd be.

More?

What were you expecting?

Oh, I convinced myself that I was going up against some...

Evil cougar.

What?

No one should be able to get away with murder.

The life that I've been living...

I haven't been able to get away with anything.

Anna, is that you?

What the hell?

I don't scare that easily.

Oh, my god!

No, no, no, no.

You grew up happy, right? With good parents?

Maybe.

How did they feel about you finding me?

They don't know.

Why?

- They're dead. - What happened?

The house caught on fire...

And I tried to save them.

I tried... but I couldn't.

Smoke...

I couldn't save them.

I hear you, Jake. Speak.

You want me to help her? Is Lauren in danger?

I know you're here.

If you want to protect her, give me your message.

You shouldn't have given me up.

I thought...

I thought I just couldn't handle

being reminded of Jake every day.

Well, you should have been stronger... for me.

Yeah.

And we would have had each other.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

You won't believe what I just saw.

I know what you saw.

- What? - The man you loved.

What are you talking about? There was no man in there.

I just witnessed paranormal activity.

Are you kidding me? You're drunk, Kat.

- Yeah, I know that, but... - You're all in trouble.

Stop it. This is just nerves getting to us.

This damn house.

Are you all ready to kill another innocent young man?

What are you talking about? We didn't kill anybody.

Lauren killed Jake.

And as far as I'm concerned, she can do the same thing with.

Mr. "! Don't want your money just my mommy and daddy."

We are not killing anyone.

I mean, Lauren is in such an emotional state,

- we have to help her. - Good.

I'm going to check on her.

Shh! Quiet, quiet, quiet.

- Lauren, is he awake? - Shh! He's still out cold.

I think he might go to the police.

- We cannot let that happen. - Okay. Okay. I know, I know.

Just go downstairs, will you?

Get the girls and help me take him downstairs to the car.

I'll take care of him.

Lauren, I know how hard this is for you.

We will do anything to help you, just like before.

I know. Just go and help me please.

- Carry me out? - Okay.

- You have to play dead, okay? - What?

When they come up you can't react,

no matter what happens.

How would you save me?

I'll tell them that I put you in the trunk of the car.

I set it on fire and I'll push off the cliff.

You really expect to pull that off?

They think I'm fragile.

They think I'm in the edge of a nervous breakdown.

- They will do anything I ask. - All right.

- It's going to be okay. - I hope so.

- Why did you lock the door? - Force of habit.

Don't bring up painful memories.

Ready to finally put it to rest, Lauren?

Just help me bring him down to the car.

Watch it.

- Why? - Because I said so.

When did you start getting all bossy?

He looks just like his father and Kat's son Ken.

No, he doesn't.

Not all asians look alike.

They could be half-brothers.

Come on. Be careful. Let's go.

Jesus, Buddha, Allah, I need a drink.

I bet there's bubbly in the fridge.

Rachel and I will do a perimeter check.

Make sure the neighbor's lights are out.

Okay.

Just a little while longer. Everything I have,

everything you need, it's all yours, okay?

What are you doing, feeling him up?

What? What are you implying?

I'm not implying anything. I'm just curious.

You're upstairs, in bed, alone.

Check out his package?

- His package? - Yeah, you know, his junk.

What?

He's a good-looking guy.

I wonder if he takes after his daddy

in the downstairs department.

How would you know what's Jake's downstairs looked like?

You know, you have every right to see it.

If you kept him, you'd be cleaning

the shit and piss off his bits..

It doesn't mean I want to see his bits now.

I'm proud to say my son is huge,

like a fat babies arm. Like... that big. No joke.

Oh, my god, Kat, what are you saying?

Lauren, the coast is clear.

Okay. Easy. Okay.

All right. I'll take care of him.

I'll take care of all this. Okay. Don't have to worry.

- You don't... - Sure?

We are already in this together.

Just let me take care of this myself.

We should trust Lauren.

Whatever. I need to wash.

Come on, roach, plenty of bubbly in the fridge.

All right.

Okay. You don't have to worry.

I'll be okay. I'll be fine, I'll be fine.

Okay, I'm going to untie you now.

- They did listen to you. - They're my best friends.

Okay.

You'll have to get out of here, okay?

Just lay low. All right? Okay, go.

Just get away from here. Stay low and be careful, okay?

Kat: Happy ending?

Mad woman and psychotic son planning to drive off

into the sunrise.

- Kat, what are you doing? - Shut up.

I'm not going to let you choose him over your best friends.

Kat, this is my son.

He's the product of rape by a man who hated you.

Jake didn't hate me.

He loved me.

Jake thought he loved you, but he never did.

Not really.

So I'm guessing you're the one.

The one?

The one that was cheating with my father.

Where am I?

Lauren tried to kill you. I brought you home.

- Why? - You know why.

She thinks I'm dead?

She wanted you cremated, but I saved you.

You're really going to believe whatever

this little bastard says about me?

He isn't a bastard.

Derek looks like your son Ken...

And they both have Jake's face.

I thought it was a coincidence.

I have a half-brother?

Yes.

- Maybe you should meet him. - I don't think so.

Kat, what happen to Jake?

Is he still alive?

Oh, to hell with it.

♪

I'm a bad friend.

I'm a bad husband.

We're bad people.

Then again, none of this counts...

Because you're dead.

Oh, baby.

I bet she never did any of...

That for you.

Nope, never did.

See, I'm better than her now in every way.

Not every way.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

You only show up here when you want sex.

Well, isn't that every man's dream?

- Not mine. - Oh.

Come on.

You know you mean everything to me.

Come on. I doubt that.

What do you do when you're out there,

when you're not up here with me?

I work so I can buy you whatever the hell you want.

Cheers.

Lauren and me, we could talk for hours.

She wanted to know me.

She listened to how I felt.

She doesn't give a damn about you or your feelings.

She wanted you dead.

There's really nobody else but me.

Don't you ever forget that.

I made her suffer.

I deserve to die.

Well...

You can leave whenever you want.

Kat: Oh, yes.

How long was he with you?

Long enough to get me pregnant.

Not long enough to fall in love with me.

Is my father alive or not?

Hey.

Babe.

- What the hell. - Come back here, stud.

I got to get out of here. I had enough.

Going back to her like a little bitch?

If she'll have me.

You're delusional.

What makes you think a damaged, little

goodie two shoes wants someone like you?

Look, Lauren is the best person I know, unlike you,

- a self-centered, egotistic... - Okay. Come on.

If you want to see that, take a look in the mirror, hm?

That's right there. You're so pretty.

Yeah. That's right.

All the more reason I gotta get back to her, make things right.

Lauren tried to love me, but I made it impossible.

- I'll show her I've changed. - Oh, you haven't changed.

You're still the same pussy-ass loser

we all know back in high school.

I'll see about that. You and I are finished.

Jake you can't go.

I'm pregnant.

It's probably not even mine.

I love you.

I just got to get back to Lauren.

Show her she can trust me again.

God, I love her.

You can't leave us.

Then, I chopped him up and threw him away.

He's dead.

- Kat, you have to stop. - Can't do that.

- He knows too much. - Stay away from us.

How could you take his side against all of us, huh?

Heroics, from you, really?

Useless actually. I simply shoot through you.

- Leave her alone. - You get in the car and I will.

- Fine. - No.

- It's okay. It's okay. - No.

It's okay. It's okay.

I'm actually sorry Ken will never a chance to meet you.

Kat...

If you kill him... You'll have to kill me too.

I'm never going to let you get away with this.

And how am I going to explain all of that, huh?

Unless I shoot everyone and blame it on him.

He's a home intruder.

Yeah, then I can finally get rid of all you bitches

once and for...

Oh, no.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, my god.

So Kat was going to murder all of us.

Bitch, please.

Stay away from my family, bitch.

Lauren, are you okay? And you, son?

Son?

Wait a minute, Rachel, did you just say my family?

Yes, I...

Rachel, what's wrong with you?

Rachel?

Lauren, you're safe.

- Jake? - What the hell?

Oh, my head!

Woo!

What... what happened?

- You just killed Kat. - I did?

Look.

Oh.

Oh, the last thing I remember I was in the bathroom

and... No, it's all coming back.

I was a passenger in my own body.

Was I possessed?

This right here is crazy.

- Hey, Derek. - Yeah.

- You have to go now. - You want me to leave?

You were never here, okay?

- Okay. - Go.

Okay. You got to go. Now.

Do you think he'll go to the police?

Absolutely not.

Am we going to jail?

Absolutely not.

Do you think he will ever come back?

Kat's not going to bury herself.

Anna: Oh, come on, katty, say something to them.

Oh, my god. I don't... I don't wanna be filmed now.

Okay. Fine.

Lauren, congratulations. First one of us to get married.

I love you.

I hope you and Jake have a wonderful marriage.

Cheers.

To love.

All right.

In a spirit settling ritual, we share our most

authentic feelings with the dead

so that we can help send them over to the other side.

Really?

Do you want Kat to hunt this house forever?

No.

Rachel, for Jake, too.

Kat, we acknowledge the evil we have done to you.

Forgive us.

Forgive us.

Sorry, Kat.

But you must also acknowledge the evil that you have done.

Let your soul rest in peace.

Be free in the afterlife.

Well, thanks to you, Kat,

Lauren actually didn't kill Jake.

I have to hand it to you.

You were going to murder us all,

but instead... you end up doing us a huge favor.

And we were in love with the same man.

So that made us more than friends.

You truly made us sisters.

I'm sorry I couldn't lighten your darkness,

because I was too dark.

Go on, be one with love.

Jake, if you have parting words for Lauren,

let her receive them in peace.

It's you.

Our son... is wonderful.

He's a miracle.

And, Jake, I am so grateful to you for the a gift of him.

And I forgave you a long time ago.

Do you forgive me?

I'll love you forever.

Did it work?

Yes.

Rachel, darling?

On this day of all hallow's Eve,

we send the dearly departed into the light.

Life is for the living.

With this breath, we close the door on the realm of death.