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- Kaley.

- I fired.

- There's many times I've had this dream.

It's never been me before.

Holding the gun.

- I know.

It's very good.

It implies a true deeply
rooted acceptance of responsibility.

And it tells me that
you haven't only overcome

your delusion in your conscious mind,

but in his subconscious mind as well.

It's my opinion
that Tim is a healthy adult

who represents no
danger to himself or anyone else.

And I believe he should be discharged

as the state requested
on his upcoming 21st birthday.

- 11, five, twice.

Sold to the gentlemen.

Congratulations to you, sir.

That's fader number 131.

- All right, and our next item for bid

is a gorgeous antique mirror

recovered from the Levesque estate.

The lesser glass is a well-traveled gem.

Spent several seasons adorning the walls

at Balmoral Castle,
Scottish home of the Royal Family.

This is the original
glass and the original frame.

The mirror's in remarkable condition,

save for a small hairline fracture

down in the lower right-hand corner.

The frame is carved out of one piece

of the very black cedar.

And we will go
ahead and start the bidding

at a conservative $10,000.

Do I have 10 right here in front?

Thank you, sir.

- Your sister's picking you up then.

- Her message even said something

about helping me find a job.

- That'd be
wonderful for your transition.

- We're at $12,000 on the phone.

- I'm sure you don't
want me to come with you.

There's been more support.

- No.

- But thank you.

I think I better do this part myself.

Wait over us.

- Of course.

I don't remember what we talked about.

You've had a support system,

a mandated support
system to help you get well.

Kaylee had to get by on her own.

It's very important that
you reconnect with your sister.

But it's more important
that you protect your recovery.

- 16,000.

- 16,000 on Skype.

That is 16 going once.

16 twice.

Sold.

Please pass along our congratulations.

- This evening.

- Okay.

- Son, just pull the door when it buzzes.

- Hey, little brother.

You're half of the estate.

Oh, apartments.

So all the studies
say that you should transition

to a place that isn't necessarily large.

So I printed off
some listings for studios.

But in the meantime,
until you find one you like,

we would love it if you stayed with us.

- Kaylee, I don't know how to thank you.

- Well, I wanted to talk
to you about all of this sooner.

Suddenly they
wouldn't let me in to see you.

- It wasn't,

it wasn't that they
wouldn't let you in to see me.

I just had some things I
needed to figure out for myself.

- I get it.

I'm your family.

The only thing that
matters is that you're here now.

Kay?

- I found it.

- What do you mean?

- You know, it wasn't easy.

I tracked it down
mostly through second vidders,

people who lost to the auctions.

It was in storage, part of
an estate collection in Bremen.

It took me a year and a
half to get it into our warehouse

and it lasted less than a week.

It's about to ship out to a new buyer

so we only have a few days.

That should be enough.

- A few days for what, Kaylee?

- To keep our promise

and kill it.

- Okay guys, the couch can go there

and those boxes are kitchen.

Timbo, don't you eat the movers.

- No, I promise.

- As soon as I get my
files organized, you will have them.

- Yes.

Can I call you back?

Jeff, I am so sorry
I didn't return your call.

Listen, I've just been slammed.

It's a lot easier when I have a staff.

- Kaylee's under arrest.

- She's not here, buddy.

- Why are you so dead?

Honey?

And this goes?

Watch the molding.

- Thank you.

- Okay.

- You were like covering it.

- Now it's special.

- And I heard it.

- Always do this.

- Just you guys, take it outside.

- But mom.

- The alternative is moving boxes.

- Sorry.

Yeah, no, so we'll talk soon.

Okay.

- Thanks guys.

Okay.

I'll be right out.

So you expanded the furniture order?

- I don't know if
I'm loving this desk here.

- Were you gonna tell me or just wait

till I saw the visa bill?

- Hold on.

I was hoping to smooth that over

with a three piece vanity set

that is supposed to be here.

Is it not here?

- I get it.

Okay, do your office however you want.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

It's a bit
ostentatious though, don't you think?

- Well, I'm confused.

Cause you wanted the antiques

and I said I was fine with Ikea, so.

- Yeah, I wanted to get a few pieces

to upgrade the place,

not turn it into a showroom.

- Listen, we got a new home, new company.

So we get new furniture.

Make sense?

- Same old wife though, right?

- Well, I told you I was fine with Ikea.

- I'm kidding.

- I have not Ikea.

You sure you prefer this?

You know, our guest
room is a lot nicer than this.

- Yeah, I think it might be best.

My own space.

- You promised me you'd
never forget what really happened.

You promised.

- I was 10 years old.

- Well,

I'm doing it tomorrow night

and I could really, really use your help.

Goodnight Tim.

- I feel like my
scar is more noticeable now

than it was 10 years ago.

- Let me take a look, I'm a professional.

What scar?

- We're nowhere near done.

- So?

You've only put together the bed.

- That wasn't easy.

- Oh, God.

- Tim.

- It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, I just want
you in that tears, it's okay.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- So I
requisitioned you to your own printer,

you don't have to share anymore.

I'll take you off the network.

- Okay.

- Because I guess there
were some complaints about people

printing out their sales
reports and finding some really

graphic crime scene
photos from your computer.

I noticed you put in a
transfer order for the Lasserglass.

- Yeah, as a repair.

- I thought Warren said no repairs.

- We changed his mind.

- Gotta be honest,
I'm really just waiting for an

explanation for the corpse printouts.

I know things have been strange at times,

and you know I'm
dealing with some dark stuff,

some parental stuff with Tim out.

I'll never expect you to
understand that part of my life.

Just bear with me a day or two more.

Things will get back to normal.

I promise.

- I don't usually get transfer orders

to third party repair houses.

- Oh, the buyer once has
got it looking at before ships.

But we both know you do it better.

- No argument there.

- I'll take it there myself.

Babysit it every step of the way.

- Better get some ferny
pads if we're gonna move her.

- Hello again.

- You must be hungry.

I hope this still hurts.

I hope this still hurts.

- You're all set.

You all right?

I'm great.

- The guys will
wrap her up for you in a bit.

- Thank you, Warren.

I'll see you at home.

- My car is by the loading dock.

Hello.

- Hey.

- Got a phone.

- Cool.

- You just need to sign the order.

- I don't feel good about
the way we left it last night.

We meet up somewhere.

- Talk.

- Of course.

Can you come by the house?

- Sure.

- What's your address?

- No, the house.

- Yes, I have it in front of me.

I don't know, probably a half an hour.

Does that work?

Okay.

Speak then.

- You're gonna break.

- The answer is still no.

- Oh my God, Ellie
has one and Maddie has one.

I'm the only kid in
my class without a phone.

- That is terrible.

- Thanks for nothing, Marie.

- I'm gonna run out and get
one for you right now, daughter.

Love of my life, fruit of my loins.

- Well, I wish I'd been a pineapple.

- Hey, kids, do me a
favor and don't ever chew your nails

like your father.

It's gross.

- Hey, Dad.

- Oh, okay, he's dead.

- Hey, Marie.

- Who's that lady in your office today?

- Yeah, Dad.

Who is that lady in your office today?

- What lady?

- I don't know, just some lady.

- I don't know.

- You look so small.

- Come on, dog.

- You named your dog, Dog?

- He doesn't have a name.

Are you okay?

- Of course.

We haven't been here since.

Why don't you look around?

- I was just sad on the market

while I was in the foster system.

Released me when I turned 18.

I was the only
homeowner in the freshman dorms

when I started school.

I'm thinking we
should try and sell it, though.

You know, after.

So will you help me
with something before you go?

- How the hell did you expect

to get this thing in here yourself?

- To be honest, I didn't.

I always thought it'd be both of us.

Over here, everyone.

Okay.

- What's that?

- Yacht anchor.

Kill switch.

So, I understand if you don't wanna stay.

I accept that, but I gotta get started.

- I'll stay for a little bit.

- Excuse me.

Hello.

My name is Kaylee Ann Russell.

I'm 23 years old.

I'm with my
brother, Timothy Allen Russell.

And of course, after his father.

He's...

He's 21 years old.

It's 4.15 p.m. on October 13th,

and we are at 2705 Hawthorne Way.

I'll begin by detailing my precautions

before I place and uncover the glass.

There are three cameras,

each on its own
independent power circuit,

so if any anomalies occur,

there can be a lucid objective record.

I have private
landlines for today's experiment,

along with my cell phone,

and I will now ask
my brother for his phone

so that I can
control all electronic devices.

- I just got this, you know.

- Thanks, Jimbo.

This alarm is set
to go off every 45 minutes

to remind me to
change the tapes and the cameras.

This alarm is set to go
off hourly to remind us to eat,

and we're fully stocked
on water to prevent dehydration.

And as for the house itself,

each room is fitted
with its own thermostat,

from which data is collected by software

designed to track and
record temperature fluctuations

in hospitals.

Any temperature
changes greater than five degrees

in either
direction will set off an alarm.

Third precaution is also in place,

but I'll get into
that in a few more minutes.

So, the purpose of today's experiment

is to prove that the
object behind me, the lacer glass,

is home to an observable,
predictable, supernatural force.

There's no scientific
equivalent for the word haunted,

so we'll just say
this object is responsible

for at least 45
deaths in the four centuries

of its recorded existence.

- Can I just stop you for a second?

- No.

Don't ever turn off the camera.

- Sorry.

- The origin of
the lacer glass is unknown,

so I can't provide a complete history,

but the trail starts in London in 1754.

Philip Lasser, the
17th Earl of Leicester,

acquired the mirror
and hung it over his fireplace.

Another precaution.

Hi, sweetie, how are you?

- Well, I'm checking in as requested.

You all right?

- Everything's fine.

I know this is silly to ask,

but could you try and call on the hour?

It's about seven past.

- Sure.

- I'll talk to you in
53 minutes, and I love you.

- I'm expecting regular
calls from my fiance, Michael Dumond.

I told him I'm
nervous to be spending time

with my recently unincarcerated brother

with instructions to
notify the authorities immediately

if I do not answer the phone.

- In the room.

- Nothing personal.

So in 1755, Philip Lasser
was found at their grand fireplace.

Burned beyond recognition.

- While his estate
was dismantled and scattered

throughout southern
England, one of the family's stewards

claimed to see
Philip reflected in the mirror,

an allegation
apparently taken seriously enough

to warn a church investigator.

- The church
investigation into the house.

The glass
thereafter known as a Lasser glass

is sold in public auction in 1758.

The next known owner
is an American railroad tycoon

named Robert Clancy, 1864.

Clancy apparently
weighed over 300 pounds.

In fact, while
attending university in Connecticut,

he was known as the South Windham Whale.

- He hung the glass
in his ballroom in Atlanta.

Later that year,
Robert Clancy is photographed

by a local newspaper and,
well, he's dropped a few pounds.

His old bit was
printed a few weeks later.

Doesn't list a cause of death.

Unfortunately, he
and his estate and the glass

are presumably
destroyed in Sherman's March

to the Ocean in 1865.

And after that, the glass is lost

until it resurfaces in
turn of the century New England.

The next case of
note is Mary O'Connor, 1904.

She hung the mirror
in her private bathroom.

Two weeks later, her
niece Beatrice finds Mary dead

in a bathtub.

Now, the official coroner's report

lists the cause of
death as, get this, dehydration.

The woman died of thirst while soaking

in a full tub for three days.

The next case of note is Alice Cardin

in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, 1943.

Neighbors reported hearing screams

and loud bangs from the house.

The police found the
children drowned in a locked cistern.

Alice herself was in the nursery,

and both of her legs
were completely shattered.

Her left arm is broken in four places

and six of her ribs are crushed.

In her right hand is the large hammer

she's been using to break her own bones.

And they find her just as
she's going to work on her skull.

Her right arm,
though, is completely unharmed

because she needed it to wield a hammer.

Alice later says she
believed she was tucking the children

into their beds as she
sealed them in the cistern.

She never recovers from her injuries.

And, oh, the family
kept several dogs at the farm,

including an
Australian shepherd for the children.

- Let's see.

- Who exactly
are you talking to on those tapes?

- All the people who stared, pointed.

The kids at school who always found out.

I guess I'm talking to everyone

who ever called dad a murderer.

Called you a murderer.

- Look, Kaylee, we were just kids.

We made up a scary story
so we wouldn't have to accept

the fact that our father was a murderer.

He was.

He was a sick man
who tortured and killed our--

- You can call me crazy all you like.

But you're not allowed
to talk about him that way.

Tobin Cap, 1955,
starved to death in his own bedroom.

The mirror was hung over his dresser.

He had a pet dalmatian.

1965, California.

The mirror hangs in the
lobby of the Hill Trust Bank

in San Diego.

A ten-year teller, Marsha Wicker,

locks her manager in a bank vault,

and then chews the alive power line.

1975, Marisol-- - Hey, Lee.

- Marisol Chavez dies
in her bedroom of hemorrhaging

due to a miscarriage.

In her nightstand, they
find every single one of her teeth

in a little plastic
bag in a pair of bloody pliers.

2002--

- You know, there's a huge difference

between causation and correlation.

- I know the difference, thank you.

- Okay, then in 2001, Mom
and Dad bought that new couch.

Same year, Grandpa had a heart attack,

Robbie Schallz got hit by a car,

and our cat ran away.

How much of that do
you blame on that couch?

- Can I get back to this now?

- Sure, but let's get to it, Kaylee.

Let's talk about why we're really here.

- Let's.

2002.

The Lasserglass adorns
the home office of Alan Russell.

Software designer.

Husband Marie.

Father to Timothy and Kaylee,

within two weeks of its arrival,

Marie suffers an
intense psychological breakdown

and is tortured and
murdered in the family home.

- By whom?

By her husband.

- So say the police reports.

- And her husband was
shot to death by her own son.

Right in front of her daughter.

I intend to prove that none of the people

I've just described were
responsible for their actions.

Alan Russell was not
a murderer, he was a victim.

One of many, as it turns out,

victims of the supernatural force

that resides in that mirror.

- So why don't we just end it right now

and smash the goddamn thing?

- You really don't remember, do you?

- Remember what?

- Please, smash it.

- By all means.

- Okay.

You know, I've
learned a lot about what happens

to people when they can't.

Can't process something horrible.

The mind creates all kinds
of protections to help them cope.

And once that belief's taken root,

the mind takes random information

and forces it to support that narrative.

How many thousands of
records did you have to pore through

to find 12 or 13 that support your case?

- Why did you put the stool down?

- Because I'm trying to
have a conversation with you.

- Only one person I
know of was ever documented

trying to break the mirror.

Oliver Jefferies,
1971, a teacher at Manhattan's

Dooham Academy where the mayor hung

at the Central Lecture Hall.

One morning he
reportedly ran at the mirror

with a fireplace poker,
shouting about how it needed

to be destroyed,
but he never struck a blow.

According to his
students, he stood there quietly

for almost a minute
before walking out of the hall

and into traffic.

It's clearly capable of defending itself

and I think it just assigned you.

- You know why I
didn't smash the mirror, Kaylee?

Besides you getting fired or charged

with destruction of
property, it isn't mine to break.

No one can break your delusion for you.

You have to do it yourself.

- Which leads me to my final precaution.

You're looking at a
20 pound Danforth anchor.

Another 20 pounds
added with barbells attached

to a modified ballast
rail and a spring pin lock

connected to a mechanical kitchen timer.

No electricity, which is important

and we're about 10 seconds away.

The timer is not
manually reset every 30 minutes.

That is if no one is here to stop it.

The mirror goes right there.

And the only thing to
prevent that from happening again

is our continued survival.

So you know why we don't have to wait

for it to come out and play?

Because we got a loaded gun to its head

and I expect it'll
be eager to defend itself.

- Hey guys.

Come into my office for a second.

I thought I was
pretty clear about you guys

not messing around in here.

- We don't.

I don't like it in here.

- All right, well what is this?

- We didn't do that.

- Okay.

You know I can hear you guys at night

messing around in here.

I was a kid once too, I get it.

I know the move has been difficult.

This isn't gonna happen anymore, okay?

And if you're messing
around with your mother's plants,

you can cut that out too.

- You know what dead
plants are evidence of to me?

Problems with the
water supply may be a bad tank.

I seem to remember
drinking out of a Brita filter.

- Oliver Jefferies,
dead plants in the classroom.

Tobin Cap, dead plants in the bedroom.
Garden Service at Hill Trust Bank couldn't understand

why they had dead
plants all over the place.

- Live plant.

Live plants in the living room.

Live plants, plants that have life.

These are your rules by the way.

- Give it time.

It always starts
with the low hanging fruit.

It wasn't just the
plants it fed on though.

There was another variable too.

Dog!

- Dog?

Sorry, Dog.

- Hydrate.

- Come on, boy.

- Mason, go, go, go, go. - Come on.

- Mason, go fetch.

- Chase a stick.

Chase a stick.

Come on, come on. - Go, go.

- I mean the whole
reason I got this thing

was because you were all
freaked out that we weren't safe.

You said you saw somebody down here.

- Yeah, but that
doesn't make me feel safer.

Quite the opposite actually.

- Okay, I will lock it up unloaded

where I'm sure it'll come in very handy

in the case of an emergency.

- I'm a grotesque cow.

- What did you just say to me?

- I didn't say anything.

- Ow!

Jesus.

Alan!

- I'm working.

- Who are you talking to?

Were you gonna do
something about the damn barking?

There's something
wrong with the dog, Alan.

He bit me.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

You know, you are just
lost in your own world in here.

- I'm not lost in my own--

- Oh, I'm working.

I know that.

But I have to record it now.

This isn't you looking for.

This is not your business.

It's all on you.

I got it.

- I love that, Alan.

- I have to do that.

- Guys, listen, you
gotta do me a special favor today.

I have a golf session with a client,

and I'm gonna need you
to stay out of my office, okay?

- Okay, Dad.

- All right, I love you guys.

- Come here.

I gotta go in.

You're going in.

There's shit on this CD-up's carpet.

Shit.

- Why can't we let him out?

Mom says Mason's grounded.

- Thanks, Quartz.

Why do you--

- We have got to do
something about that damn dog.

- A hello would be nice.

- He was a wrecking ball all day.

I had to lock him in your office.

- We'll tether him up.

- Where is he?

- Well, there is the problem.

You're remembering it wrong.

- I promise.

I'm not remembering it wrong.

- You are, though, Mason--

- It was Cardin's Australian Shepherd.

Tobin Capp's Dalmatian.

The pets were never found.

None of them.

- Do you remember Mason toward the end?

Vomiting accidents all over the house?

- My therapist had
me research Parvo virus.

It's a fatal canine
illness flagged by nausea, aggression,

infected urine, and stool,

which incidentally can kill plants.

Mason was sick.

- All right, I'll
take another vet tomorrow.

- Bad news.

I don't think we're both coming home.

- Mom, where's Mason?

- He's grounded.

- Are you saying you
remember it happening that way?

Are you really saying that?

- Why not?

- You're wrong.

- I saw Mom lock him in the office

and I sat outside that door all day

and nobody went in or out.

- Have you ever
heard of the fuzzy trace theory

of human psychology?

- No, but I'm gonna guess you have.

- I'm the star of a
psychiatric article about it.

Our brains actually
encode information as fuzzy traces,

more like a general
meaning than an exact record.

- This is horseshit, Tim.

- And adults are more
likely to combine those traces

into false memories.

You saw Mom put the dog in the office

on a number of occasions.

- My God, what did they do to you?

- Way before Dad forbade anyone else

from going in the office,

and you just used
your memory of that day.

- I feel sorry for you.

- Okay, what's more likely?

That you're
misremembering events from 11 years ago,

or that the mirror eats dogs?

Oh look, it's dog.

- Give it some time.

A little time.

- I don't care if you call me someone,

I ain't calling someone.

- You know what, you're crazy.

- I'm not crazy.

I can hear you talking to someone.

- I've been listening to yourself.

I can hear you through the door.

- Why would I make this up?

I'm not crazy.

- The water supply is poisoned,

and then we got a burglar.

You're losing your mind.

- I'm sorry that we woke you up.

- Are you and Daddy fighting

because of a woman in the office?

- You gotta remember that woman.

- You saw her too.

- I convinced
myself I saw a lot of things.

But what do we really see?

Mom yelling at Dad
in the middle of the night.

Mom said she heard voices,

but it was
probably just Dad on the phone.

- Doesn't explain the
woman I saw through the window.

- When did you see her?

- First time we were playing in the yard.

- Was Mom at home?

- Mom was always home.

- Are you sure about that?

Because I'm not.

- Shit. - Damn it.

- Shit, shit.

Get back, get back.

He was having an
affair, Saint that he was.

It was a bad marriage.

- Look how it ended up.

- No.

- Our father was a
cheater and it drove our mother crazy.

- Stop it.

- He snapped and he killed her.

Was gonna do the same to us.

- Oh yeah, a bad marriage.

That explains how
Mom had no teeth, no hair,

no mind left by the time she died.

- Kaylee, you-- -
And yeah, a bad marriage.

That explains those other people

we both saw in the house that last night.

- He was withdrawn,
secretive, all signs of an affair.

- I had access to
all of Mom and Dad's stuff.

While you were getting brainwashed,

I looked at that one credit card

received phone call, flower order,

nothing to suggest an affair.

- You're smart
enough not to leave a trail.

- Quiet!

I talked to his
friends and his coworkers.

If there was
another woman, she was a ghost.

And yeah, I agree, he was withdrawn,

his secretive, suspicious, sure,

all signs of an affair, fine.

I'm not saying he wasn't seduced.

It's a matter of what seduced him.

And things have been happening in here

while we argue, you know.

You know, the temperature in here

is risen by three degrees.

Three degrees.

- Two people in a small space,

lights burning,
electrical equipment, I don't know--

- The phone lines
are probably down by now.

Why don't you check?

- Okay then, let's have a look.

Dial tone.

- Static?

- Look, Kaylee, you can deal with this.

I did it.

You wanna redeem the family name,

you don't need to do it for Mom and Dad.

You only need to do it for yourself.

- They did a bad-up job
on you in there, didn't they?

You were perfectly
normal when they locked you up.

You had to go batshit to get out.

Mason, stop your goddamn whining!

- You know what, that's it, I'm done.

I know I'm
supposed to wait around for you

to find your own way out of this,

but I'm not gonna stand
here and let you torture a dog.

- Why do you think you're doing this?

- Listen to it!

- Stop it!

Stop it!

No, no, wait!

- What?

- You didn't need to do this.

- Oh yes I did, Kaylee, you're sick.

Nothing you've said
would happen tonight has happened.

The plants are still
alive, the mirror's just the mirror,

and the only thing
threatening that dog was you.

And it's not your fault.

Like it wasn't my fault.

I had help and you were alone.

These kinds of
problems are hard to overcome,

but they're nothing to be ashamed of.

They run on our family.

- Kaylee, I'm sorry.

Look, let's get out of here.

Go someplace else and
talk about how to move on.

- Where can we go?

- Kaylee.

- Where?

- Let's go turn off
those cameras, disarm that anchor.

And we can go anywhere you want.

Go talk to your fiancee maybe.

You'll wanna help, you know he will.

- Kaylee?

- There it is.

There it is.

Ha!

Yes.

Yes!

Yes, yes!

Yes, yes, yes!

I'm now reviewing the
tape at the last few minutes.

- Kaylee?

- Yeah, okay.

Kaylee?

- I don't remember doing that to you.

You don't.

And the temperature
in the room was increased

another two degrees
to 78 degrees Fahrenheit

for the alarms to go
off, which means to a boy.

Okay, we've lost the
ficus and the blooming plants.

We've lost the
ficus and the blooming plants,

which tells me that the
dog provided at least enough energy

to bait the shark.

- I'm gonna call the doctor.

- Tim, if you're gonna make a phone call,

you need to do it
outside its radius of influence.

Otherwise there's no way of knowing

who you're really talking to.

Hello?

Hi, yeah.

Everything's fine now.

I'm sorry about earlier
and I'll talk to you in an hour.

50-50, that was human to him.

We need to get out
of this room for a while.

Must have gotten more
from the dog than I guessed.

Its radius of
influence appears to be 30 feet,

which means we're
still gonna go to the kitchen,

laundry room, garage,
master bedroom, and the yard.

I'm coming back,
hoping I die for very long.

Tim?

Tim!

- Your call cannot be completed in style.

Please tip your
call canal again in style.

And please check the
number set in style again.

Your call cannot be completed in style.

Please tip in style again.

Your call canal--

- Tim.

- Please tip in style again.

I'm gonna keep that in style again.

- Tim.

- How did I get back in here?

- What do you mean?

You walked over here and you sat down.

- I was outside.

- No, you weren't.

Did you think you were?

Would you mind saying that on camera?

Hey, hey.

It's because you're so
here that I know we're gonna win.

Do you hear me?

Do you understand?

- When's daddy coming home?

- I don't know.

- You don't know
when daddy's coming home?

- I don't know where he is.

I know where he says he is.

Kaylee.

Tell me more about
the woman in the office.

- I haven't seen her.

- I have.

- When?

- Last night.

- She wasn't in the office.

She was on the stairs.

- What was she doing?

- I didn't look.

I was scared.

But I think she went back in the office.

I think she lives there.

- You two go upstairs and play.

- Mom?

Mom?

- Mom?

IBM!

- No!

- Don't!

- I'm coming in!

- Mommy, stop!

- Marie!

Hey!

Hey!

- Baby.

- We are your bleeding.

- Sweetheart, you gotta
go back in your room.

- Mommy.

- Your mother's fine.

She's gonna be all right.

Just please go back and
say, shut the door, okay baby?

- Okay.

- Yeah, I have an emergency with my wife.

- Is Mommy okay?

- Go to bed.

- Tim?

Tim?

- Snap out of it.

- Are you here?

Are you here with me?

Tim?

- Guys, your mother is very, very sick.

And she's gonna need to
stay in bed for a while to rest up.

She can get better, but we
don't want you to bothering her.

- We?

- So, champ, princess,

we're gonna have to
stay clear of that room.

Was that understood?

- What does she have?

- Now, you are
welcome to hang out in here and...

play video games.

- I thought you said
we weren't allowed in here.

- Eat.

Come on, I need your help.

- Tim?

Tim, snap out of it.

Tim!

- Is that for mom?

- Tim?

- Nice.

- Bailey?

- Maybe we should stay together.

- She's still on me.

- Come on, Greekyly.

- You need to go grocery shopping, Dad.

- What's that, Princess?

- Food.

- That's on my list.

- The TV is out.

- What's that, Princess?

- We need to call a doctor for mom.

- That's on my list.

- This is stupid.

I'm gonna tell her about food.

- But Dad said that--

- I don't care what Dad said.

- Huh?

- She needs a doctor.

You told me she was
sick, but she's not okay.

- You know what your
problem is, is you don't listen.

I told you not to
go into our room, didn't I?

What are you doing, you disobey me.

Why?

You disobey me, so now you get grounded.

You and your
snot-losed little brother over there

are not the
step-foot outside of this house.

Now get out of here.

- Okay, thank you.

Bye.

- What did the doctor say?

- He said to have her father call.

- Like the last one.

- Exactly like the last one.

Same voice.

- Hi Bob.

- I'm really sorry to hear that.

I hope she gets better soon.

- Thanks for that Bob.

You know what, just sorry she brought you

all the way over here.

I mean she's using her
mother's illness to act out.

Well, if she starts
driving, this is nothing.

Well, I'm so sorry to bother you.

I hope Marie's up and about soon.

- Thank you.

Hey, you know what,
give me a ring next week

and we'll play the
front nine in Arrowhead.

- Great, we'll do it.

See ya.

- Take care.

- Timbo?

Gonna have to get really, really brave.

Very clever.

Tim?

- Kaylee?

And we've lost electric.

Predictable.

- Done that.

- It isn't real.

- Daddy?

Fix the lights.

- Nice tricks.

- Kaylee?

- My God.

Do you see him?

- Hello.

- Just checking in,
seeing how everything's going.

- I'm fine.

- Okay, I guess
I'll talk to you in an hour.

Enjoy the chat.

- That's a trick.

I didn't kill him, I couldn't have.

The plate, it wasn't real.

I didn't kill him
because the plate wasn't real.

- My God.

What did I do?

What did I do?

- Come on.

- I'm freaking out.

- Get out of the way.

- Hello?

I need police and an
ambulance, 2705 Hawthorne.

- Okay, okay.

Help is coming.

- We'll be here,
we'll straighten all this out.

Kaylee, we're okay.

We're okay.

- I go, I go, I go.

- When was the last
time you reset the kitchen timer?

- I don't know.

- Your plan was solid,
we don't have to do anything.

All we have to do
is just sit here and wait

no more than half an hour.

Your kill switch.

- You called for help?

- Yeah, we're done, it's over.

We get to stand here
and watch that thing die.

- Is it true to get us back inside?

- This is the trick
to keep us standing there.

- I called for help.

- I'm gonna call again.

- 911, what's your emergency?

- Yeah, hi, I just called 2705 Hawthorne.

- You're going to
have to have your father call.

The doctor will be there tomorrow.

The doctor will be there tomorrow.

The doctor will be there tomorrow.

The doctor will be there tomorrow.

- What do we do?

- We can do nothing.

Just wait.

- Wash ourselves, Gek.

- We're gonna have
to get really, really brave.

- He looked at the
mirror and took out a gun.

We're gonna have to smash it.

- It's not real.

- I thought I told you
not to play around in here.

- It's not real.

- Okay.

- Shh.

- Caitlyn?

- Is he gone?

- He was never here.

It just hurt us upstairs.

We made the right call outside.

It's really trying to keep us away.

It'll try harder.

We have to get
downstairs before that anchor swings.

- You have to make sure he's gone.

- He's gone.

I promise.

See, he's--

- We've gotta get downstairs.

- Oh, she's not gone.

- I'm gonna open the door.

- No!

- I'm gonna open the door.

- If she's not gone.

We'd run right down the stairs.

What are you gonna do?

- Don't worry about that.

Just run.

- You ready?

I'm gonna open the door.

Run right down the stairs.

Trust me, babe.

I trust you.

I love you.

I love you too.

Straight from the stairs.

- Free!

- It's not real.

Just a trick.

You gonna arrest me, Timbo?

- Timbo?

Tim?

Tim?

- Please.

- Why?

- Come on, Tim!

It won't let us.

It won't let us.

I thought I told you
not to put it around in here.

I've met my demons.

They have many.

I've seen the devil.

And he is me.

He is me.

Dad!

Let her go!

Ryan.

No!

No!

Daddy!

My house!

My house!

My house!

Kaylee?

Kaylee?

Kaylee?

Mommy?

Tim.

Tim, look at me.

I want you to promise me
that when we're big and we're strong,

we will make this right.

We have to kill that thing.

For mom and dad.

I promise.

Really?

Kaylee!

Kaylee!

Kaylee!

Kaylee!

Kaylee!

Kaylee!

Okay, don't you have your display.

He called him?

Yeah, he called 911.

And then he did this.

Where are you taking me?

No, it wasn't my fault!

It was the mirror!

Quick!

It wasn't me!

It wasn't me!

It was the mirror!

It was the mirror!

Please, please, you have to believe me!

It was the mirror!

It was the mirror!

What is this?

Why?

Don't forget!

Don't forget our promise!

Don't forget.