Psychopomp (2020) - full transcript

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Ooh, give me.

Whatever!
You know, you better be careful

I might just leave you
for your buddy Jughead.

Original.

Does that mean you're Betty?

You know, I'm Veronica.

Well, you see Jughead,
tell him I stole his cigarette.

You better be careful Archie.

I heard Jughead
doesn't like thieves.

Seriously,
you're not going to give me one?

Come on.



Psychopomps are entities
whose role is not to charge the deceased,

but to guide them to their
final destination in the afterlife.

You know, Archie,
your grandma gave me these binoculars

- and she said they were magical.
- Really?

Yep, she said that sometimes if
you are you looking through them

that you can see the
spirits of your loved ones.

- Do you see grandma?
- Nope, all I can see is birds.

Who are you?

Where are we?

Very nice.

Where are we?

Archie,
I need you to close your eyes for me.

We're going to do an exercise to put you
back into those dreams you've been having.

Take a deep breath.



Relax your mind.

What do you see?

Tell me what you dreamed.

I'm standing in a
sketchy restroom.

I walk into the room.

I hear a electric buzzing
sound behind me.

I turn around.

- - Keep going.

I hear a woman scream.

I want to help her...

but it's blocking the doorway.

It's blocking the doorway.

I see bugs coming
out of a TV screen.

They're coming for me.

- They're coming for me!
- Archie.

Open your eyes.

Birdie.

Who's Birdie?

You have amnesia,

but your subconscious is
trying to help you remember.

You should go back to these
places you're seeing in your mind

and maybe they'll
trigger your memory.

I got a special
ticket just for you.

Hi, Archie. I'm Dr. Dunn.

We have to talk.

That ticket you got there that's
for a free meal and for a free trip.

Time to eat, Archie.

We made some food for you.

Archie, the reason I brought
you here is to enlighten you.

This meal is specially
formulated for you.

You've been walking around like a
zombie since your unfortunate event.

I can help you.

We can help you.

All you have to
do is eat your food.

Then you'll know what's what.

Isn't that what we
all want to know?

Where we come from? Where
we go when the curtains go down?

We're born into a question mark and then we're
just left here with no answers to anything.

We flood our youth with vanity

and our old age is filled
with fear of the unknown.

That's how you feel, right?

You want to know what happened.

Well, now you can.

It's time to eat.

It's time to take
that final ride.

Eat your food, Archie Finch.

I can't.

I'm sure I'll be hungry soon.

Okay...

another meal's always
around the corner.

Into the kitchen we go,
where we end up nobody knows.

Do you know the
muffin-man The muffin-man?

Do you know the muffin-man
Who lives on Drury Lane?

- - [ ]

Be right there.

Archie!

Come on in.

Come on in,
Archie. I'll be right there.

Archie, you don't look so good.

So how's your memory?

Do you remember anything new?

It's like all the puzzle
pieces are out there...

but I... just can't find it.

It's like I'm blind...

and I just can't see them.

I'm here for you not just as
your assistant, but as your friend.

You were once there for me during a hard
time and I want to be there for you also.

Hey,
it'll... it'll come back to you.

Here they are.

All your contacts.

Now I can find Ed.

Got to say...

you're not the Archie
I remember very well.

I don't remember you at all

but I'm told that you're
key to my success.

One of the keys,
definitely the skeleton key.

You got that right,
Ed. You're definitely a skeleton.

I keep telling him to eat some steak and
egg, all he wants is coffee, coffee, coffee.

If I don't have coffee and chokes, I'm
living in the land of the dead here, Kim.

Ain't we all?

This is the guy that's
going to find your film.

It's just a stand-in.

And this is his girlfriend.

She wants to be the
lead actress in your film

and if you let her her boyfriend
will fund the whole movie.

He'll fund the whole film?

Yes, and I bet he'd throw a really good
wrap party like a cowboy on his own dime.

Hmm.

Oh, my doctor says that
if I get back to doing things

that I have been doing before,

maybe I'll start to remember
something in my past.

Sounds like a yes to me.

Oh, yeah.

Hmm, attaboy, Arch.

Oh,
one more thing I forgot to mention.

His girlfriend is, um...

a little like out there.

- How so? - She sees things.

Things?

Yeah, but she's on some crazy
shit that makes you go bye-bye.

I could use some crazy shit.

I've been experiencing some
weird things lately myself.

Really? Like what?

I don't know. Maybe
this amnesia thing...

but...

anyway.

- Let's make a movie.
- Attaboy, Arch.

To our lead actress.

A star is born.

- You thirsty?
- Not today.

And what have you been
busying yourself with?

Well, to be completely honest...

I've been losing chunks of time.

You can't expect for your brain to be in tip-top
shape after what happened to you, Archie.

Yeah, I know.

I don't even remember
how I got here.

Maybe seeing some things from
your past will jog your memory.

Actually, there was one thing
I was hoping to take a look at.

Do you still have that
belt buckle dad left me?

Ah,
so you do remember something.

Look! Look deep.

Deeper.

Think about what's down there.

What's been there for ages.

No one knows.

Before the dinosaurs,
this was here.

So dark, so deep,
so many things hidden,

we'll never know,
we'll never ever know.

Just think about it.

Imagine what could be there.

Search your mind.
Every little crevice.

Search. Deeper.

Deeper.

Yes, you see it.

You begin to see. Yes, yes.

I can tell. Yes, you found it.

Ah,
I can tell. I can feel it myself.

Oh! Oh, yes.

Wonder of wonders,
it's there. It's there.

I see it in your eye,
windows to the soul.

You can't hide a thing.

I think I can get
behind that. I'll see you there.

Like clockwork, you always seem
to bring my drink right when I need it,

fulfilling a woman's
duty to servitude.

That's not very nice.

How can I help you?

What just happened?

Call it performance art.

I see you don't have
any clocks in this place.

Do you happen to have the time?

We don't have the time,
but we do have a phone.

Use that card.

Can I get you a drink,
young man?

I'll take a martini.

Coming right up.

There we go. A warm belly is nice, like a
warm bed or a warm lady for that matter.

How you doing, Son?

Do you happen to have the time?

This man wants
to know if I have the time.

Piss on time.

Here at the Evil Olive...

we leave time at the door.

Look,
I didn't mean any disrespect.

It's just I've been waiting
here for someone over an hour.

I just feel like I've
been here much longer.

Yeah, she's here.

She stopped that.

Now let's see if I can get this
rogue soul to realize his destiny.

Why don't you spend your time downstairs in
our VIP room, wait for your friend Ed there.

- Archie. - Yeah.

I'm Thana. Ed sent
me. He couldn't make it.

Thought you might
need the company.

Oh.

He insisted.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah, uh, he's fine.

- I'll get us some drinks.
- No need.

I ordered us a few drinks.

You get the next round.

What's this drink called?

"A Short Trip to Hell."

Someone is as serious
as the plague up in here.

It's just a rum and Coke.

I take it you're the type of guy that
fancies a simple drink, like a rum and Coke.

I guess you'd be right.

What's your favorite
drink of choice?

Dirty whore's bath
water. Classic drink.

You want to see my head spin around,
order me that second drink.

Yes, Ma'am.

Get the lady an exorcist.

Oh, I felt that one.

One of my favorites.

You poisoned me.

I know. I know. You'll be fine.

We just have to get you home.

I'm flying like a thousand bats here,
babe.

Don't get your
panties in a bunch.

I feel sick.

I know it was a long night.

I have heard that morning
sickness is never fun.

Now let's get you to bed.

Please,
I need some stomach medicine.

Anything. Give me something.

I've got something,
but it will take you out of this world.

Do you accept that?

It'll take away all the pain.

Yes, the pain is killing me.

Eat up.

It's the only way
to cure your agony.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

I need you to finish your food,
Archie.

Don't be ungrateful.
Finish your food.

It's for your health.

Is that human blood?

Eat your fucking food.

Ah!

Oh, so you're the camera.
Let me take a look in there.

Archie!

You're coming with us.

- Look, Arch, we need to talk.
- Where have you been?

No, no, no, man.

Who's that psycho bitch, Thana?

Look, man, you know this industry,
they're off their rockers.

I got caught up that night.
I got a little drunk, sorry.

She started poisoning me.

Started feeding me blood.

That's ten miles from the rocker,
Ed.

What the fuck!

Look, I don't know these people.

We don't know these people.

That's just how things are, man.

What you need to worry about,
Archie Finch,

is getting back into the director's chair,
back in the zone.

Everything else, man,
will take care of itself.

Yeah.

I guess.

It all remains to be seen.

Hey! Any of
you know where to get a...

There's
a lighter in your pocket.

Burn the airplane. Hurry up.

You're being watched.

Once inside Hardy's house,

go up the first set of stairs,
knock on the door at the top.

Hardy walks, you follow.

Hello.

Hi.

Come look at my dollhouse.

He's been stuck on the
second floor for quite some time.

It's been a thousand years,
if you measure it in human years.

That's a bit.

Upstairs or downstairs,
he can't seem to make up his mind.

Careful, you might fall in.

Right, I wouldn't want that.

Why can't he go
up to the third floor?

Well,
you can't make anyone do anything.

Archie.

How'd you know my name?

There's this thing that he
does that I can't quite figure out,

but... but maybe you
can help me figure it out.

- What does he do? - Come, come.

I got to go.

Yes, you do.

But, hmm...

is it upstairs or down?

What is he doing here?

- Done. Done, look, I'm done.
- You lost. You lost.

Come sit.

Sit with Hardy.

So, why does a man feel the need to carry
a little killing machine on his person?

Oh! Well, yeah,
that's right, protection.

Well, allow me to provide
you with your new best friend.

Open the box.

Ah, I think I see what ails you.

A woman can get a fella
into all sorts of trouble.

For instance,
a woman scorned or a damsel in distress.

You ever rescued a
damsel in distress?

Anyways,
I thought I should tell you,

some guy used his
gun to kill his own self.

He killed himself good,
real good, over a dame.

Even worse it was a gift
given to him by a dear friend,

but I got it now,
it works and it's for sale.

Consider that your
new King Kong,

just in case you're the,
uh, damsel in distress.

Now, let's get you out of here.

Pull over.

You guys have been
following me since 1983.

It seems.

Oh, like a couple of time cops,
huh?

I like that.

You're Archibald Finch?

Yup.

The director of low-budget trash,
Archibald Finch.

What can I help you guys with?

Ah,
just some normal stuff. Murder.

Got enemies, Archie?

I don't know.

I have amnesia.

Oh, so he might have enemies

but he just don't remember, huh.

This is so weird. I
mean brain injuries.

Just all mysterious, you know...

makes us think how much like
them goddamn bots we really are.

You know I'm starting to think we're
actually in a simulation, Detective James.

Oh, oh, Pete. Look,
oh, oh, I'm glitching.

Oh, oh. I'm all Android, baby.

- Mm. Mm. Mm.
- I'm more of an Apple guy.

You've bitten into any,
uh, rotten apples, Archie?

Women can be rotten apples,
too, right?

Both sour and sweet.

Some are even occupied
by that little worm.

But that's never stopped you,
has it, Archie?

You know, sometimes we even
bite into that nasty little seed.

And what is that
seed filled with?

Cyanide.

Man.

We're just messing with you,
man.

It will take a whole lot of, uh, apple worms
and cyanide seeds to kill a human, right?

But only one woman.

Here's the business, Archie.

Someone tried to do a hit on you,
but...

only he survived.

Why would someone
want to do that to you?

Yeah.

I honestly don't know.

We think you do know.

We think you're using this amnesia as an
excuse to forget something you regret doing.

Yeah,
like banging your financier's lady,

who's also supposed
to be the star of your film.

Whoa! The plot thickens.

- Who is she?
- You mean who was she?

She's dead. Her
boyfriend did it.

Boy what kind of mess he did on her,
you know.

Cut her every which way.

Only the bastard demon
have the guts to do it himself.

Archie, they're after you, baby.

Listen to me,
you have two paths, Archie.

You have to
choose the right one.

You don't want to go with
them. They can't be trusted.

Those weren't cops.

Don't fall for their tricks.

Go to the El Rancho Motel
tonight and you will remember me.

Tonight, you're coming with us.

Fuck!

Oh, ooh fuck!

You can't kill me, you fool.

Wake up, Archie.

We have been searching
for you for so long,

but this is your chance.

This is your chance
to finally be set free.

Open your mind.

This is how you kill a birdie.

Get her in the tub.

Action.

Jughead wants
his cigarettes back.

You see Jughead,
tell him I stole his cigarette.

Birdie.

Fuck!

Watch closely,
Archie. This is how you died.

I really thought the birds
understood my chirps.

My dad said, "Anne you spend all
your time talking to the damn birds,

you should have been born with a beak."

So he gave me the nickname Birdie
Anne and it kind of stuck, I guess.

Well, she doesn't have a beak,
but I'll tell you one thing,

she's got superb acting skills and
she's ready to fly all over Hollywood.

Now,
what's the name of this flick?

- The film is called Retrovision.
- Oh, wow.

- Retrovision?
- I like that.

Weird title, but,
hey, if it's good.

Well, I, for one,
think the title is very unique.

We read it and I am...

um, we're real excited
about the role I'll be playing.

We had a problem with
the love scene though.

We would like you to make
it a bit more suggestive.

I'm not too comfortable seeing my
little Birdie acting in a provocative way.

Wren's a jealous boyfriend.

Look, I'll do whatever is
necessary to be in your film

as long as it's done
in an artistic way.

Oh, yeah. Sure. Very classy.

Well, I'm the one with the cash
cannon shooting dollar bills around,

so this better be a
professional shoot.

I don't want to find out
I was funding a porno,

but anything for
my little Birdie.

If she wants to be an actress,
so be it.

So, do I got the part?

- You got the part. - Yay!

To the big time.

So, Mr. Archie,
when you become a big film director

will you let it be known all over
Tinseltown that Wren made you who you are?

I'll shout it from the rooftops.

Maybe we'll make a
Wren biopic one day,

about a self-made...

What's wrong with her?

Hey, hey, hey. Shh, shh. No,
no, no, no. It's okay. It's okay.

There's nothing to be scared
of. There's nothing there, okay.

Hush little Birdie,
don't say a word.

Poppa's going to buy
you a role in a movie.

What's happening? Is...

she getting into
character or...?

This will kill me.

Honey, no, no. Never, never.

You're mine.

I'll never let anyone hurt you,
not even me.

Ed, Ed will be calling you to...

work out the legal stuff.

They say I can play the part.

Who are they?

Babe, he already knows that.

I'll let you do anything you
want if it makes you happy.

Of course,
you can play the part.

Can I tell you a story, Archie?

Yeah, sure.

Let's call it the unfortunate
bad fortune of Dr. Mind Fuck.

- Sounds like a knockoff.
- Oh, you'll like him.

There once was a shrink
named Dr. Mind Fuck,

who was treating a certain
woman with a mental disorder.

She started seeing things that weren't
there like this bug that talks to her.

So the doctor
decided to help her

and she believed that he
can make this bug go away.

But the bug had already planted
its roots into her beautiful mind

and the doc's experiments,
they made her much worse.

Her true love knew this and
he just had to stop this evil doc.

One day Dr. Fr... I
mean Dr. Mind Fuck

went on a fishing trip.

He had an accident and just
like that he became the fish food.

Don't be like Dr. Mind Fuck.

I... I would... Never.

Good and keep it
professional with my Birdie.

Maybe then you won't
become another cautionary tale.

There you go.

I know. I know.

Look, calm down, Ed.

He turns out to be a reptilian humanoid,
we always have Donnie the investor.

So, let's talk.

Ed said that you want
80% ownership of my film.

100,
I want 100% ownership of your film

and fuck Ed,
this is all about you and me.

100%!

What the hell are
you talking about?

So, here's the spill.

I want to fund your
movie and then shelf it.

You're fucking with me, right?

No,
no. I know what you're thinking.

Why would I want
to shelf my film?

Of course, you'd ask that,
you poor little man.

- Well, here it is, Birdie is addicting.
- Sighs.

She's my...

I don't know, crack,
but she has left me before it.

Well, I can't have that, Archie.

I need my control back.

How would shelfing my
film help you with that?

If I own the film, I own her.

She doesn't have to
know the film is shelved.

I'm her manager and her agent.

As far as she knows I'm just shopping
around town like a hungry shark.

Plus, she needs something
to do to keep her sane, saner.

But you're not going to shop it?

Maybe at some point...

but until then

I'm just going to dangle your
script like a carrot on a stick.

You're out of your fucking mind,

if you think I'm going
to give up my film,

so you can play your sick
twisted game with your girlfriend.

What do I look like to you?
A goddamn circus monkey?

Hold that thought,
Curious George.

Big Pie give me a call if
you change your mind, okay.

Hey, yo, Tony. Hurry it up.

Come on, come on, come on. Uh...

Really? Really?

Big Pie, hey. How've you been?

I'm sorry I didn't
quite catch that.

You sound like
you've got a cold.

Your voice seems
a little hoarse.

Change of heart, really?

You know what? You
don't need to answer that.

You're a sensible guy. I know.

Okay, we will talk soon though,
okay?

Oh, and for your sore throat...

Oh,
I sure hope Big Pie gets well real soon.

So tomorrow night I'm
hosting this gentleman's party.

You should come. We
are making a flick after all.

It'll be at my friend's place and
it has an underground dungeon.

We'll celebrate and party like
rock stars before we burn out.

Tell you what? Rip up the
check and walk away or cash it.

I'll be checking my bank
account to see your decision.

When's the last time you ever got fifty thousand
dollars for being a director, let alone 50.

Think about it and maybe then I'll see
you at my little shindig tomorrow night.

One more thing, when you do show up
could you bring your video camera with you?

I've got something I
want you to record for me.

It'll be real special.

Can you do this for me?

I got this sneaking little feeling
you'll make a special appearance.

I need to talk to you.

What's going on?

I can't get a hold of Ed.

It's not like him.

I think something's wrong.

Tell me what happened?

Ed, he got a call from an investor,
Donnie.

He was so excited. This
was yesterday afternoon.

Donnie said yes, he wants to
fund your guys' movie, the whole bit.

There's no way he wouldn't
have called you by now.

Damn it, Ed.

It's Wren.

I knew it. He's a
fucking maniac.

Oh, dear.

What'd you guys
get yourselves into?

I know.

Wren told me this
cautionary tale.

It alluded to the fact that if I
ever crossed him, he would kill me.

What are you going to do?

Look...

just keep calling Ed.

Call Donnie, too.

Tell him...

I still want to make
the Retrovisionfilm.

I'm ending this deal.

One more thing...

look up any shrinks that
might have gone missing...

that they're in...
on a fishing trip.

Okay.

Look, Archie.

My dad, he's a big gun guy

and he insists on me having an
arsenal just in case the world ends.

There's a gun in here.

Just in case.

♪ I was strolling in the dark

♪ Till I found a
street With a spark ♪

♪ And then I got really hungry

♪ Hungry enough
To slay the sheep ♪

♪ And drink its blood

Hey, Archie. I got some news.

It seems that Dr. Fred Reed recently
died in a boating accident while fishing.

He threatened Fred to
stop treating Birdie's mental state,

but she kept having hallucinations
of an insect that spoke to her.

I'm only here for you to face your fears,
buddy,

which happens to be
death and I get paid for it.

My brother was very
intrigued by the case.

He wanted to help her,
so he started treating her.

How would you like, I tell you a story to
calm you down before I fucking kill you.

Wren, he put a stop to all that.

He kept showing up at the grocery store,
the parking lot.

That's the end of the story except for
the fact that we got some boots for you.

We bought you boots.

You're going to wear these boots
and you're going to go swimming. Huh?

He came in with a film script.

It was entitled the Dead Shrinkin
bold font right on the cover.

He started reading it out loud

and it was about a
corrupt psychiatrist

that was messing with
the mind of an innocent girl.

You remember,
when you were a kid and you'd go to sleep

and you thought there
were monsters under the bed.

Well, there were.

The last thing he said to
my brother before he left

was don't steal the
little sheep from the wolf.

He'll eat you. He'll
eat you real good.

Wren invited me.

- Archie.
- Yeah, that's me.

Welcome to my house of pain, pleasure and
whatever the hell else Wren uses it for.

Thanks for letting me in.

Hold on little, doggie.

I'll let you in the doggy door,

but, first,
I need to know one thing.

How many years has that
stick been stuck up your ass?

Relax, it's a party.

It's downstairs.

Sit down.

Gentlemen,
may I please have everyone's attention.

I'm getting into
the movie business.

Clap, clap,
clap your hands director.

You are the artist.

Clap for your future works.

Gentlemen,
may I introduce Archie Finch,

director extraordinaire and
his leading lady, Birdie Anne.

She will be the Marilyn
Monroe of our times.

- Yes.
- How will this help our cause?

As all of us watchers here know
Hollywood is the great beast.

Its tentacles reach the
farthest corners of the Earth,

infecting the minds of the simple,
blinding the minds of the sheeple, right?

With their corrupt ideology,
morals, and ethics.

So, we must blow up this beast,
slay this dragon.

What better way to do it than
by infiltrating its very castle walls.

Secret societies
control us like puppets,

treat us like cattle and in the end,
they sell us off to the very devil himself.

But Birdie Anne
will be our way in.

She will sleep in their beds,
be our eyes and ears.

Marilyn slept with J.F.K.

Birdie Anne will fuck
all of Hollywood to death.

What?

Oh, babe. Don't look that way.

I know what that look is.

It's the bugs on my face,
isn't it?

Don't worry, they are harmless.

The bug is talking to
her again in her head.

Lately, it's been telling her
that we humans are all insects.

Isn't that right, babe?

But we aren't insects.

We're men and we
want pleasure from you.

An insect couldn't get pleasure from you,
now, could it?

Well, not the kind we seek.

Gentlemen, have at our queen.

She will feed her
king and her people.

Archie,
did you bring your camera?

Push record.

Get the fuck away from her.

What? Whoa!
What... what's going on?

Birdie,
come on. We have to leave now.

I am free.

Where's Ed?

Ed? What am I, his keeper?

I don't babysit overgrown douchebags,
Archie.

Now let's talk about this bad,
bad thing you just did.

Don't you dare.

Don't you even think
about taking my birdie.

Put her back in her
cage where she belongs.

For the love of... Oh, my God!

Y'all have a good day.

Hi, what can I get you two?

Two evil olives, please.

Coming right up.

Ooh.

It is an evil olive, isn't it?

Yeah, you're not kidding.

Hardcore little dude.

My best friend.

She gives me sweet ignorance for a minute,
but it doesn't last much longer than that.

You could be anywhere doing
anything and just pop out of nowhere.

I have no control over
my life because of it.

I don't even know who I am.

Completely and utterly
consumed by this thing.

I hear these voices in my head giving
me directions and I have to follow them.

It's like I don't have a choice.

The... the bug.

He's right there.

Make it go away.
Please make it go away.

The mysterious ace card.

Some people believe that
this card represents... death.

Hmm.

In the Vietnam War...

...Americans would place
the ace card on enemy soldiers

to have a psychological
impact when they found them.

Hmm, riveting,

but I must say, I think my trophy
will knock yours out of the water.

- Oh, really? Do tell. - Okay.

Easy.

What? That was my joker face.

Well, it definitely wasn't your poker face.

That shit was
downright otherworldly.

See,
this is why I should be famous.

No CGI needed here.

Anyways,
the joker card was first introduced in 1862

and was actually first
depicted as a tiger.

Really? Does that mean
you have a tiger face, too?

- I don't know if you could be trusted with that one yet.
- Oh, come on.

Tell you what? I'll show
you mine if you show me yours.

- Okay. -

In a show of solidarity,

we'll raise our shot glasses,

take a shot and then
reveal our finest tiger faces.

Okay.

All right. Ready when you are.

Has your monkey won any?

Hey, Archie.

I know it's been a week,
but I'm so shaken up over the whole thing.

I mean if you hadn't been there,
I don't know what would have happened.

I know it's what I had to do.

Why do you have to leave?

Ed's my best friend.

I understand.

Go to the hotel.

It's probably the safest place.

Are you sure the hotel
is the safest place?

That place gives me the creeps.

I have to do some
detective stuff.

- Batman shit. -

Well then, you need a Robin?

Just promise me you'll be safe.

When all this blows over...

when everything's figured out...

we'll go to a beach
of your choice.

- I like that idea.
- Get Mai Tais.

I want you
two to get into her room.

Once you have her secured,
bring in the rest of the ghouls

and make sure before you kill her, to bathe
her in that gallon of pig blood I gave you.

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

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

No, no, no, no.

Film it. Film it all.
She's going to be a star after all.

And as for Archie, don't worry.

I sent a snake after him.

Today will still be beautiful.

Ed, man. Where are you?

I'm super excited about this
investor. Let's make Retrovision.

You're my guy. Yeah,
get back to me.

Text me or something.

- Mary, how are you sweetie?
- I'm good.

I'm just coming
to check on Archie.

That's what I figured 'cause ain't
nobody want to visit an aging bat like me

that's for damn sure.

Um,
how's his physical therapy going?

Good. Real good. He's starting to
remember little things here and there.

He's in his room.

So how's your memory?

Remember anything new?

Hey,
it'll... it'll come back to you.

Archie, you scared me.

I thought you were
the living dead.

You need a shower.
You're bringing in the flies.

They gravitate towards...

Well,
it's obvious you ain't hearing me.

Looks like I'm going to have to
spray you down with Febreze.

I'm left no choice.

You have dad's belt buckle?

I've been saving it for you.

Now, you're not going to sell it,
are you?

Because if that's the case, I'm going to
just keep it here where it's nice and safe.

I'm not going to sell it.

Okay, but I'm trusting you.

Retrovision,
hey. What's that about?

Let me guess. How we should
learn from our past mistakes.

Chicken crap. Give me that.

No good alligator hugging,
cow tipping, donkey ride.

Who do you think
you are? Horseshit.

Hey, Archie.

Don't listen to that man.

This script is going to make
for a fine movie one day.

Hey,
what you doing with that mannequin.

Hey, look,
the yard sale was over yesterday, buddy.

Hey, come back here. I want
money for that. I want money.

Come back here. Come back here.

What else did he take?

Look at dreams. I can't stay.

Open your mind.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am a Psychopomp
starring as Retrovision,

the title and character from a
script you wrote while on Earth.

Me and my cast reenacted
elements and people from your past life

in order to wake you up from
your false belief that you were alive.

This here is not a
physical plane as it seems.

These are ghost sets of actual
places you had been to on Earth.

One of my best actors
playing your friend Birdie Anne

triggered a memory which
resulted in you realizing the truth.

This gave us the right to guide you
to your final destination in the afterlife,

but we weren't the only ones that were
trying to pull you out of this time loop.

Dark insects had
assembled their own cast,

but with the intention of
taking you to the dark place.

But now that you know
the truth you must leave.

The insects are crafty
and could still trick you.

This motel door
is really a gate.

You must walk through it.

Do it now before
the loop closes.

Job well done.

What do you want
our story to be now, Birdie?