All language subtitles for A Haunting in Ravenwood 2021

(ominous music)

(clock ticking)

(body thumping)

- [Carla] Eric.

Eric!

- And then I wake up.

Utterly terrified.

I don't know why.

- Does the woman in your
dreams seem familiar to you?

- I can never see
your face clearly.

Why?

- Well, unidentifiable figures
in your dreams can represent

repressed emotions
from past experiences.

Our minds are a place where
we can explore the things

we can't bear to
examine in the daylight.

Like Dr. Jackal,
trying to understand
Mr. Hyde, if you will.

- I definitely have
enough to oppress.

- Regret is simply part
of the human experiences.

- Well, sometimes I think
I'm a little too human.

- Well, when we experience
things that are too difficult

or painful, we tend
to push them back.

You said these nightmares
started about seven weeks ago,

and you and Eric got married.

- Oh, please, doc my
problems started long before

I met Eric.

- [Abbott] You've told Eric
the extent of your past trauma?

- Yeah, of course, I
mean, that's how we met.

- Right?

Our grief is our strength.

Share trauma can often make
you feel closer to someone

than you really are.

And there's a reason that
groups like this have

prohibitions about dating.

- I thought this was
a judgment free zone.

- I'm just stating the facts.

No judgment.

- I'm sorry.

I just...

Just get in my own
head sometimes.

- We all do, that's
what therapies for.

But still Eric's situation is
a bit different than yours.

We all cope differently
with stress.

- Yeah, well, I coped my way
right into the loony bin.

- We don't use that
expression here,

and in patient treatment is
nothing to be ashamed of.

Let's talk about the
move, it's soon, huh?

- Wow.

I mean, I couldn't be happier.

I love it here in Seattle,

but Ravenwood is
gonna be our home

and it'll be good to
get away from the city,

and yeah, a fresh
start if you will.

- New marriage, new home,

lots of change in a
short amount of time.

- I feel like a different
person when I'm with him,

you know, stronger.

- You are stronger than
you think you are, Mary.

- But Eric, I'm not afraid.

I'm not worried about my
mood swings or just...

Well, the point is I know
he'll be there for me.

- You know Mary, what
you're talking about

certainly can work for you.

The dreams might be rooted
in anxiety about your move

or even about experiences
here in Seattle.

Once you're settled and
in therapy, young lady,

I wonder if your dream
is might subside.

- That would be good
news for a change.

Dr. Abbott, about what
you, you said earlier,

you don't actually think
there's a connection between

the nightmares and
my marriage, do you?

- My job is to mirror you Mary,

just to point out
the coincidences.

We're yeah, we're
getting short on time.

So I should remind you
that I'm now offering

telehealth sessions.

Not that I can say I prefer
to see you in the flesh,

but it should be a good stop
gap before you settle on a new

therapist in Ravenwood.

- I'd like that.

- [Abbott] One
other thing, Mary?

- Yes.

- [Abbott] Your husband came
by to see me the other day.

- He did.

- I will say it's a good
thing for a spouse to be

committed to your progress.

A strong support
system is critical

and he does seem to care
a great deal about you.

- But?

- He was a very insistent Mary.

Husband or not, we
take confidentiality
here very seriously.

So let's stay in
touch, shall we?

- Yeah, absolutely.

- Ready to go?

- I think so.

- Everything all right?

- Yeah, yeah.

Just, I'm just a little
sad to see it all go.

- Yeah.

Let's go.

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)

Welcome home Mrs. Olson.

- It's really beautiful.

- Isn't it?

It was built in 1879.

Was in Carla's family
for generations.

- That's strange.

I almost feel like I've known
this place my whole life.

- Yeah?

It's sort of got
that look to it.

You know the kind you see
in those spooky old movies,

"Dracula's Castle" or whatever.

- Oh, it's almost like
the house from my dream

that veranda though, the
old Victorian windows.

Early some where.

- What are you getting at?

- I don't know.

That's just strange.

- Nonsense.

I mean, I told you
about the place,

then you had a dream
about an old house.

You know this is what
old houses look like.

Didn't Dr. Abbott teach
you about transference?

You've seen one crumbling
mans, you've seen them all.

- Okay, but that's not true.

- I'm sure it is.

If I would've told you to
draw me a picture of an old

19th century home,
I guarantee you,

it would came out looking
very similar to this.

Besides you barely
even seen it yet.

Come on.

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

- It's lovely, Eric.

I suppose that's the den there.

- Yes.

- And then that would
make that bedroom.

- That was Carla study.

- Well, we'll leave it.

- Mary.
- That was her room.

- Mary, you're my wife now.

- Come on, let's take a look
at the rest of our house.

That's pretty
foreboding, isn't it?

Do you like this?

Carla, she got rid of all
her parents' furniture.

She insisted.

"This is ours" she used to say.

We can't do that with all
the junk lying around.

We're gonna make it ours but...

Now that you're here, maybe
it can be lovely again.

- Until our furniture
gets here, but

until then I suppose we'll
just have to make do.

- Some of the stitches will
need to be spruced up a bit.

No wifi here either.

Luckily, even a hundred
year old home as its

fair share of candles.

- It's twice as romantic.

- Oh, speaking of romantic,

I forgot to carry you
up at the restaurant,

Mrs. Olson.

Mrs. Olson.

- Mr. Olson, I love you.

- As you should.

Now, shall we continue
the ground tour?

- Chandelier's even
in the kitchen.

- Yeah, I'll have to get
those turned back on tomorrow.

when I head into town.

- And run back
the grocery store.

- Yes.

And maybe tonight
we'll order a pizza.

Come on.

This is the guest room.

And that is our room.

So what do you think?

- I love it.

It's perfect.

- I'm glad.

This is gonna be
great for us, Mary.

I promise.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Who kept this place
looking so nice.?

- That would be Gregory.

- Gregory.

- Sanibel caretaker.

He and Carla used to
play together as kids.

Carla, she hired him
once as a groundskeeper

when his father passed.

I swear he loved
that garden so much

he would have worked for free.

Gregory, Gregory Simple.

Can't really comprehend
that Carla's.

I think he still expects her
to show up one of these days

so he can scold her about
neglecting the garden.

- You still love her don't you?

- Mary?
- No, no, no, no.

I'm not jealous.

I'm grateful.

Like I think once
you love somebody,

like really love somebody,
it's like a skill.

It's something she taught you

and well you bring that
into our relationship.

If anything, I wish there
was a way I thank her.

- Oh, look it's Gregory.

Come on, let's say hi.

- Gregory.

Gregory.

- It's been a long two years.

Hasn't it been Gregory?

This is Mary.

My wife.

- Hello?

Eric has told me
so much about you.

Well, I hope we can
become friends, Gregory.

I love working in the garden.

- Would you like that
for Mary to help you?

- Yes.

- Yes.

Well, shall we leave you to it?

Huh?

What'd you say there Gregory?

- Yes.

- Yes, yes well, it
was good to catch up.

Okay?

- It was nice meeting you.

That is Gregory.

- He seems nice.

- He's a good guy,
but a little odd.

- He kept this place
up all by himself.

He's an artist.

- I suppose.

So we go back inside?

- You go ahead, I think
I'm gonna take a look

around the grounds.

- Okay.

Artist.

(gentle piano music)

- [Carla] Mary.

(ominous music)

- Dinner is served.

You know, ones the rest
of that stuff arrives,

we'll have to have
a real dinner.

- This is perfect.

I haven't had pizza
in a long time.

- Ah, ah, let's say grace.

Dear Lord, thank you for
this bountiful harvest.

Please watch out for this house
and bless both Mary and me

as we embark on this
new life as one.

In the name of the father,
the son and the holy spirit.

Amen.

- Amen.

- Dig in.

(horror music)

(wood creaking)

- What was that?

- House settling I bet.

These old homes, they
never stop making noises.

- No, it almost sounds like.

- Someone going
around, doesn't it.

Trust me.

It's nothing.

Old creepy house
like this, you know,

sometimes when you've
been ripped through here

and it can sound like whispers.

And if you have an
overactive imagination,

places like these can
play tricks on you.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Wanna look around?

- No, no I'm okay.

- You sure?

- Yes, yes.

- I'm gonna have a look around.

- No, Eric, please, it's fine.

- I want you to be
able to relax here.

(ominous music)
(clock ticking)

- Eric.

Eric!

Eric.

(Mary gasps)
(horror music)

(Mary screams)

- [Eric] What is it?

- You scared me?

- Yeah, you scared me too.

- I was calling for you.

- I didn't hear you.

Come on.

Dinner's getting cold.

- Did you find anything?

- Nope, nothing but
some old cobwebs

and creepie floorboards.

Come on.

(ominous music)

- No, Carla, send them away.

Send them away from here.

- Oh, I've got to get
that water heater going.

That's the first and only
cold shower I'll ever take.

What's you reading?

- Be reading.

- Are you good?

- It's the heart remembers.

It's about this man who
expected all these great

and wonderful things
to happen to him.

And so he isolated himself
and proceeded those dreams.

They had one friend, this
woman who left him completely.

Then one day she died
and at her grave,

he realized that
she was the great

and wonderful dream
he always wanted.

- Does he know what he's missed?

- So things are good.

- Very good.

And Eric is a godsend.

- And you're adjusting
to the environment well?

- Yes.

Well, Ravenwood is a
wonderful little town?

Almost picturesque.

You know, like a little
painting you'd see

in an art gallery.

Not that I've seen much of it.

- And the house?

Eric's wife's house, how
are you adjusting to that?

- It's it's a beautiful house.

I dream home, really?

- How about the woman.

- Woman?

- The woman in the window.

It must be very hard for Carla
to share her home with you.

- [Eric] Mary.

(ghost squealing)

(Mary screaming)

- Eric.

(horror music)

(ghost grunting)
(Mary screams)

Eric.

(Horror music)

- Hey.
(Mary screaming)

What are you doing?

- I had a nightmare.

And you weren't there so...

How are you.

- I thought I heard
someone walking about.

I went downstairs to check I
thought maybe it was Gregory.

Come on.

Come on.

- Oh, I think she wanted
me to find that picture.

- Mary, just stop.

- But it's like,
I've seen her before.

Like I knew she looked
like that, like-

- You forbid me?

- I'm sorry.

That's not how I meant it.

All I'm saying is it's
painful for me to,

I've always wondered if
there was something more

that I've could
have done for Carla,

but you keep talking
to both of us back

into those same old fears,

- Mary, I forbid you
to talk about it.

- I have to talk about it Eric.

- I know.

- I have to talk about-
- I know, I know it just,

it scares me too.

I remember how it was for her.

How are you feeling right now?

- Honestly,

I feel like,

I feel like there's
something inside me

like deep in the back of
my head that keeps saying

that I was supposed
to come here,

and I mean been this place,
this villa spooks in the shadows

and every time I cross a
corner, I just feel like.

- Mary, please,

please don't don't
talk like that.

- I know.

I know.

I don't mean to scare you
or trigger you or anything.

I know it's just come
cool, it's my own...

It'd just my own
fear, my own guilt.

I don't wanna be-

- Hey, hey.

Look at me.

I want you to listen to me.

And I want you to
really hear me, okay?

You were unwell, yes,
but you've been cured.

Hey look, look,
you've done so well,

you've you've come
so far, I love you.

And I don't want you to
throw up some old fears

just because of some nightmare.

Okay?

Look, you may as
well know Gregory,

he comes around at nights some
times and works the garden.

He doesn't understand
boundaries.

I'm gonna talk to him tomorrow.

This won't be a
problem again, okay?

I promise.

Let's just get some sleep.

See how we're feeling
in the morning, okay?

Come on.

Let's just try to
get some sleep.

See how we feel in the
morning, all right?

Come on, okay?

Come on.

- I'm, sorry.

- You don't need
to be sorry, hun.

We won't have to
worry about Gregory's

night probably anymore.

- [Mary] I wish you
wouldn't have done that.

- [Eric] Why, he's trespassing?

- [Mary] Oh, I don't
want to hate me.

- [Eric] We pay his salary.

He can't afford to hate us.

Besides as long as he got
the garden he's happy.

Just relax.

- Hi, hi, sorry.

I'm sorry I'm late.

The service out here is abysmal.

- No problem.

How are you adjusting?

- Fine.

Fine, I guess.

(wind howling)

- Houses make noises, but some
of the things you're hearing-

- It sounds like footsteps.

It's not like, like when
Pete hung himself, you know.

God, just tell me I'm not crazy.

- Good news.

Crazy isn't in our vocabulary.

Have you brought
this up with Eric?

- He said I was just
imagining things.

- Do you think you
were imagining things?

- [Mary] I mean, how could I.

God, I just wish I
can trust myself.

- You can.

And frankly, Mary, you must.

- Hello, Gregory.

How are you today?

The garden looks nice.

I hope you're not mad at
me for what Eric said.

- Eric doesn't like me.

- No, of course he does.

He's-

- Carla was my friend.

She called me Greg.

She was the only one
who called me Greg.

Eric didn't like it
when she called me Greg.

He'd say, "I don't care
if you grew up with him."

She'd say, "He's my friend."

- I'm sorry, Gregory.

Greg.

- She said, "That's
enough for today, Greg.

That's enough for today."

Then she went away.

She didn't come back.

- Greg.

- What did I do?

- Nothing, you
didn't do anything.

You mind if I help you?

Like this?

- Yes.

- Are you okay?

- You remind me of her.

- I hope that's a good thing.

- She cries.

- Cries?

- In there.

- Dead people
don't cry, Gregory.

What, Gregory?

- I hope you still
talk to me after.

I hope you still call me, Greg.

- Well, Greg, where
are you going?

Greg.

- [Carla] Mary.

- Sure you're up for this?

You may cancel
it's not too late.

- No, no, it's fine.

I wouldn't want you to
cancel on the account of me.

And beside what kind of an
impression would that be?

- I called them on
getting the wifi.

They told me it'd be
a week if not more.

Can you believe that?

- No, it's crazy.

- I'm sorry you had to
miss your last session

with Dr. Abbot.

- Oh, I didn't, I just
wander around the grounds

until I found cell service.

- You did?

- And then I stopped in
the garden to help Gregory.

- You don't say.

(door knocking)

They're here.

(ominous music)

- I swear by the
end of the night,

I just wanna say fine, your
mother doesn't love you,

and then should have a bottle
of vodka down his throat.

- No one can compare
with Dr. Nichols

when it comes to bedside manner.

I can tell you that much.

- But, that guy was an asshole.

Most of my patients
have actual problems,

but this Steven character
was so far up his own.

- We get it.

Okay, okay.

I swear you get
these two together

and they act like teenagers.

Alex has been counting the
days since Mr. Moore told him

that you were coming
back to Ravenwood.

- Hey, a town like this half
the population is over 16,

the other half are farmers.

And what am I supposed to do?

Just to talk to myself?

- Might help you relate
to your patients.

- How is it that you two met?

- Do you remember I said,

I used to work for
Laughlin Douglas?

Right out of school.

The consulting firm.

Well, Alex here bought
himself some very expensive

medical record
management software,

and I help digitizing
his old files.

- I still have no idea how
that works, to be honest.

- So that's where you met Carla.

- Yes.

Carla was a patient.

The don't always, well...

Some people respond to
treatment better than others.

- I see.

- Here, let me take that.

- Oh, no let me have-

- No, no, you're out guest.

But if you like you
can keep me company

while doing the dishes.

- [Jenny] Oh, of course.

- Let me get that for you, Al.

Have another drink.

We'll join you shortly.

- Oh, twist my arm.

Join me?

- [Mary] Of, course.

- She's really
great, very sweet.

- Mary?

- Who else?

Yes, Mary.

She's nothing like Carla,

which honestly I
think is for the best.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you know, so many men
when they lose their wives,

they just go and marry the
next one just like the first.

I think.
- Right?

- Honestly, it's just not fair,

but a living person trying to
live up to the memory of a,

not that you're
doing that obviously.

- Right?

- Yeah, you know, we just,
we're like masochist.

We just torture ourselves with
this longing for the past.

- I thought Alex was
the psychiatrist.

- Yeah, sorry.

Just can't help, but
pick up a thing or two

after 30 years of marriage.

- Yeah, just watch what
you say around Mary, okay?

- [Jenny] Of course.

- Mary, she's in, had
the happiest past.

She's got a lot of triggers.

A lot.

- Of course.

Of course.

Do you mind if I ask.

- Mary's not like Carla
because she's like me.

- [Jenny] What do you mean?

- Her brother,

they were close and her parents,
they died in a car wreck.

It was tragic.

Her brother, he joined the
Marines and something happened.

Iraq, I think, she was
never really the same.

She tried her best to take
care of him, but, well,

I know how that goes.

- Jesus.

- Yeah.

She was the one that found him.

It broke her for awhile.

For me, Carla's passing it was,

it made me want to
embrace life even more.

But Mary, I'm scared she's
having the same call-ins

her brother did.

- You mentioned before
that you heard Eric

was back in town for,

Mr. Moore.

- Yeah, Eric's lawyer, and
co-executor of the estate.

Haven't you met him yet?

- No, we don't really
talk about money.

- Well, Mr. Moore told us
that Eric had gotten remarried

to somebody that he was
very much in love with.

And that he was moving back
to this god forsaken wealth

on the donkeys rump.

- I see.

- So I hear you're in therapy.

I know it's still got
a bit of a stigma,

but it's nothing
to be ashamed of.

This town is big enough for two
mental health professionals.

I might be in therapy myself.

- You have some
baggage yourself then.

- That's why I got into
medicine in the first place.

Maybe if I could
help enough people

might be able to find out
what's exactly going on in this

rusty old crank case, huh?

But, seriously,

long distance psychotherapy
isn't exactly beneficial.

I'd be happy to take
you on as a client.

Out here in the sticks,

conflict of interest
is just a fancy phrase

that city folk came up with
to make everything harder.

- Dr. Nichols.

- Call me Alex.

Just think about it, okay?

I'm sure Dr. Abbott
is a wonderful woman,

but there's just no need to
continue on with the doctor

who's so far away.

(horror music)

- Feels like we didn't
really have a chance to chat,

such a lovely dinner.

- It's my pleasure.

Love to do this again soon.

- It's just so great to
have you in our lives.

- You too.

- Eric's great to
have you back, man.

- It's good to be back.

- Oh yeah.

- We've got to get a
golf game going soon

since I can kick
your ass in game.

- You're on.

- Drove safe you too.

- Thank you.
- We will.

Good night.

- It's lovely to finally
meet Mary, don't you think?

She's a real sweetheart?

- Oh, it makes sense you know.

You know who that was, right?

- Who do you mean?

- Sole heir to the
JB Levy fortune.

- The cosmetics company?

- Yeah.

- Eric knows how to
pick them, doesn't he?

- So what do you think
about Alex and Jenny?

- They're lovely people.

- Right.

I missed them when
I was in Seattle.

So you and Alex got a chance
to get to know each other

a little.

- A little.

- So?

- So what?

- What do you think
about working with Alex?

- Oh, I don't know
about his therapy,

they're nice to have as friends,
I just don't think that-

- He's here in Ravenwood.

- Yeah, but doctor at Abbott,
we're just cheer it all.

- How long have you
been seeing her.

- Three years or so.

- And no offense to her,

but you're still
jittery all the time.

The other night you
made me walk upstairs

in the middle of dinner to
make sure there was no ghosts

walking around.

- I don't know, I just...

(suspenseful music)

- All I'm saying is what
if you gotten everything

you're going to get
out of Dr. Abbott.

You know maybe someone
new can help you

get to the next level?

- I don't know.

- Do you wanna wind up
right back in the loony bin?

Just sleep on it, okay?

(dramatic suspenseful music)

- [Carla] Mary.

(tools clattering)

Eric.

(Mary sighs)

(door shaking)
(horror music)

(Mary screams)

Eric.

Eric.

(suspenseful music)

Eric.

Eric.

(Mary gasps)

(horror music)

(Mary gasps)

(wood creaking)

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

Eric.

- Hey, hey.

It's okay, it's okay.

I got you.

- Why were you?

Why were you?

- I was right here, I
didn't move a muscle.

- No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Last night I woke up
and you weren't there.

So I went looking
for you and I guess

I must have passed out.

Where did you find me?

- Where you are now, bed.

- How was she like?

- Who?

- Carla.

- Mary why the fuck would
you ask me about that?

- This is her house
Eric, she was your wife.

I think I've got
a right to know.

- Do you know how hard
that is to talk about.

You of all people
should understand that.

Fuck.

- I'm sorry but, I'm
hearing things, Eric,

voices, footsteps.

And just the other day, Gregory,

he looked at me in
the eye and he said,

it's still her house.

- I'm glad you brought in
the village idiot to consult.

Instead of some dooshbag
ghost hunter, at least.

Cold spot, it must be
paranormal activity

or the sewage line.

- I'm sorry.
- Fuck.

- I'm sorry I didn't mean to.

- Maybe it was mistake
to come back here.

I thought maybe we could take
something dark and painful

and turn it into
something beautiful.

You've been through the
same shit that I have.

I just thought
you'd understand me.

- Of course, I understand.

Our grief is our
strength, remember?

- I am more than my loss.

You really hearing voices?

- Like before, when I
was in the hospital,

after my brother...

- You hear Pete.

- No.

No, nothing like that, I
can never replace them.

But,

I don't think I
ever told you this.

At least not all of it.

Well, I told you how
it was with Pete.

After Iraq, you know, the
mood swings, the nervous fits.

He would call me, somebody
was breaking into his house,

stuff like that.

And and then he started
talking about hurting himself.

Taking care of him,
became a full time job.

And I tried to get help.

I took him to
doctors, but nothing.

I was so, I got so tired
of rushing over there

in the middle of the night, you
know, just to talk him down.

When he finally wailing away,

I sort of felt relief.

- Jesus.

- That's not all I felt, of
course, that's not all I felt,

but once the thought
popped into my head.

It just broke me.

And it's how I ended
up in the hospital.

And the voices would tell me

that I betrayed him,
that I let him die.

That I might as well
have killed him myself.

You know what's funny?

They put me on suicide
watch after that,

like I do that after
I saw what that,

for my brother's
death did to me.

Ironic.

- Wait.

I thought you went to
therapy because you tried to,

you know.

- Nope.

I had a breakdown and a CVS,

an (indistinct) display.

I see pumpkin's everywhere.

But I never, never...

- I see.

- There's a
difference, you know,

between wanting to die and
not caring if you live.

And it took a long time.

A long time and I know
you don't think so,

but a doctor Abbott
has helped me.

And I learned something,
there's a cost.

There's a cost for
everything we do,

and I thought maybe I had
already paid, but maybe.

- I need some coffee.

(Mary crying)

(birds chirping)

- I know, it wasn't a
dream., I'm sure of it.

- Mary.

- He says I was there all night,

that I was just in
bed next to him,

but I've never been
to the attic before.

And when I went back up
there, it was all the same.

It was all just like
how I saw it, except.

- Except what?

- [Mary] Photographs.

- Mary where did...

What are you doing?

- I...

- What the f...

- I...

Eric what are you doing.

Eric what are you
doing with those.

- Should have been
done a long time ago.

- Eric.

Eric what are you doing?

No, Eric, you don't
need to do that.

- All these reminders
of her is just fuel

for your delusions.

I want you to be well again.

And if that means getting
rid of every single last

trace of her then so be it.

- Eric she's a part
of your history.

You can't just-
- No.

No.

These pictures
mean nothing to me.

I want us to be happy.

We, we can't do that if you
keep jumping at every shadow

and making up these
conspiracy theories.

I just...

- Eric.

- Just leave me alone.

Okay?

Please.

(dramatic music)

I swear., I mean, how is
this supposed to work?

- [Alex] Calm down.

Everything will be fine.

Remember I'm a doctor, okay.

- I mean, she won't get off
this doctor Abbott thing.

I don't know what to do.

She needs to be seeing you.

- [Alex] It's fine.

I'd never give up on a patient.

Even in unwilling one.

(clock ticking)

(wall thumping)

(horror music)

- Stop!

What do you want?

What do you want Carla?

(indistinct speaker
interference)

- What are you doing?

What is this?

- A speaker?

- It sounded like
whispers before.

- [Eric] Yeah,
interference can do that.

You ever listen to
the baby monitor.

- I found it hidden
under the sink?

- You don't hide speakers.

You put them in
unobtrusive places,

you ever heard of
surround sound.

- What the hell do you
think this is, Eric?

- [Eric] What, Mary.

- First you're telling me
the voices, the whispers

I'm hearing are
interference on a speaker,

hidden under the
sink, and then what?

The creaking, the
voices, the footsteps,

that's just the house settling.

That's that's an earthquake
because we're on a fault line.

What is this Eric?

- You need to calm down, okay?

Relax.

Hey, can we...

Hey, hey.

Hey, can we just, can we
move on and get through this?

Yes?

- Yes.

Yes?

- Hey.

- I'm sorry.

- You don't need to be sorry.

It's all right.

We can do this.

Okay?

Come on.

(ominous music)

Goodbye Dr. Abbott.

Bitch.

(thumping)

- Eric.

Eric!

- Hey what is it?

- Don't you hear that?

- Hear what?

- That.

- I don't hear anything.

Mary wait.

(Mary screaming)

- The noose, Eric.

- The noose.

There's no noose,
Mary there's nothing.

Hey, hey.

Mary.

Mary.

Mary.

(suspenseful music)

- She's coming.

- Then she passed out.

Panic attack, I think.

- [Alex] Yeah, of course.

Let me know how it bands out.

- I will.

Thank you.

Gregory.

Gregory.

Me and Mary we're leaving
this place tonight and,

we're not coming back.

Mary she's,

she's sick.

Just like Carla, you understand?

- Yes.

- Yes?

Well we no longer need
your services anymore.

Go home, Greg.

(suspenseful music)

- [Carla] Eric!

- [Carla] Eric no.

(Carla choking)

(Carla crying)

Eric no.

No.

No.

No!

(Carla screaming)

(Mary gasps)

- Eric!

- No.

No, no, no, no.

(Carla screaming)

(Mary choking)

- What are you doing?

Eric.

Eric, what are you doing?

Eric.

Eric say something.

Please!

Please!

Eric, I love you.

Eric.

I love you Eric.

Please.

(Mary screaming)

(Mary choking)

(clock ticking)

- [Carla] Eric!

- Gregory son of a bitch,

come down and do
better than that.

(horror music)

(Eric panting)

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- Am I dead.

- Do you think you're dead?

Therapy isn't about
giving you answers,

but it's about you
figuring them out.

- So I'm not dead.

- Do you want to be?

What is it that you want, Mary?

Eric?

- Eric?

- [Carla] Eric!

(Mary coughing)

(ominous music)

- Eric.

Eric.

- Carla, you're dead.

I thought I killed you.

(Mary screaming)

(both grunting)

(Eric coughing)

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(neck snaps)

(wood creaking)

(ominous music)

(Mary crying)

(gentle rock music)

(Mary crying)

- Oh, God!

(Mary crying)

- They're gone now.

Rest.

(soft rock music)