Mirror Image (2017) - full transcript

A girl is possessed and kills her own twin sister.

[ominous boom]

[waves crashing]

[ominous orchestral music]

[muffled screams]

[muffled screams]

[muffled screams]

[breathes heavily]

[screams]

[screams]

[dramatic orchestral music]

- [Jessica] Somebody help me!



Help me!

Help me!

Somebody help me!

[ominous orchestral music]

[glass shatters]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Alex gasps]

- My scalpel seems
to have dulled.

- That's a bit foreboding.

You and dad did always
have a backup plan.

- Yes, actually your
father was the one

who got me in the
habit of purchasing

these pricey pens.

Forced us into caring
if we actually lost one.



- It also made something
as simple as writing

even more stressful to him.

- And more pleasurable.

He'd be very proud of
the progress you've made.

- Progress?

We've had months of memory
regression, therapy.

We have no idea why
he killed Jayden,

and why he let me live.

- Now, Jess you...

You may never know.

Trauma affects the mind.

But sometimes the
mind protects itself

from memories, so we can heal.

You're alive.

The voices are gone.

That's all that matters.

- Is that my uncle
speaking, or my doctor?

- You know, we could
droll around that

head of yours for years,
and never get the answers

that you're looking for.

It's time to
accept, and move on.

- So now what?

- Well you're not
my prisoner, but

you've been released
into my care,

and that's something
I take very seriously.

Lindsey said
something about coming

to our beach house, I
think that's a good idea.

- I wanna go home.

- Oh no, no, I don't think
that's the healthiest idea,

I really don't.

- You said you trust
me, Uncle Alex.

That I'm well enough to go.

I do know I'm gonna
find awful memories

when I get back there.

But they're my memories.

I just want 'em back.

[ominous orchestral music]

They also said that...

- Sit up straight.

Continue.

- All I need to do
is find a place to

live by the 5th of August.

That's it.

- Do you see, this is
why your father and I,

Lord rest his soul,
pushed you girls so hard.

You will make us
proud, won't you?

- Of course, mother.

- That's my good girl.

Have you told Jayden?

- Not yet.

It might be kind of hard on her.

They told her no.

She hasn't really found a
place that's gonna work yet.

- Well you have more
talent than she does.

That's something
she's going to accept.

- You call me twice a day.

[laughs]

- Thank you, Uncle Alex.

- Noon, and six.

- I promise.

- Updates on meds.

- Letter of the law.

Yes.

- I don't like this.

But...

If you're going to do
it, and I know you are,

remember one thing.

Nobody can change
the past, not you,

not me, not even God.

[ominous orchestral music]

[speaking inaudibly]

[cheering inaudibly]

[waves crashing]
[gentle orchestral music]

[phone rings]

- Watts.

- Hey, Bill, it's Alex Richie.

- Jesus Christ, don't tell me
they assigned you to my case.

- No, but I heard
about your loss.

And your suspension.

You know Ogden Edwards
was a decent man,

when he worked for my family.

- Yeah, Ogden Edwards
is a child killer.

And he's a drunk, okay and
if I ever catch up to him...

What case are you
calling me about, Alex?

- It's not business.

It's personal, it's
about my niece.

Jessica.

- The twin?

- Yeah, she just left my office.

She wants to spend the
weekend at the house on Mays.

She thinks that if
she can remember

what happened she can
put this thing to rest.

Listen, Bill, my daughter
is staying with her,

and I just don't want
anything to happen to them.

- Well what are you asking
me to do here, Alex?

- [Alex] I want you to
keep an eye on them.

Just for the weekend, okay?

I'll pay you.

I just wanna make
sure she's okay.

- Well...

When is she planning on leaving?

- They're already on the road.

- Well it doesn't
leave me a lot of time.

- You know how much
this means to me, Bill.

- [Bill] Alright,
doctor, I'll be in touch.

- I really wanna thank you.

[somber orchestral music]

- Hey, Billy.

So...

Amanda and Tommy
really want you to

come to their
barbecue, on Sunday.

Said you probably won't,
but they'd like you to come.

And Rick and I won't be there.

He's hosting a
tasting in Carlsbad so

it's not like it'll be
awkward or anything.

I have an open house,
in Newport, so...

[somber orchestral music]

- Where are the
fireworks, daddy?

- [Billy] You know,
she still loves you,

you know that Austin?

She just doesn't always say it.

I love you too.

And when you look
up at this wall,

I think these skies
are gonna storm.

And I'll always be here.

Daddy will always be here.

- 533 Mays Road.

Yeah, and we really don't
care about the groceries,

just the booze is a rush.

Absolute rush, right...

[distorted voices]

Don't make matters worse,
just bring the booze,

and read the list back to me.

[ominous orchestral music]

This place smells.

[ominous orchestral music]

- Yes, mother.

- We all have our burdens to
bear in this life, Jayden.

You remember this.

[ominous orchestral music]

Life's not fair.

Things break, men leave.

- I understand.

- Drink some of your
father's wine tonight.

Enjoy the balcony.

You have my permission.

What does a good girl say
when she's given a gift?

- Thank you.

Thank you, mother.

- [Mother] See how
much nicer that sounds?

Mother's going to be late.

- [Evil Voice] Jessica.

Jessica.

- I know you're just
a hallucination.

- [Evil Voice] Did you miss me?

- You're brought on by a
combination of trauma...

- [Evil Voice] I'm still here.

Jessica.

[glass shatters]

- I couldn't remember
your favorite red wine,

so I bought them all.

Which one do you want?

- Someone left a
note in the door.

I just had it.

- What'd it say?

- Canto three, line nine.

- Canto, what is that,
like wine or something?

- No...

Poetry, Italian long form.

- Okay.

Canto.

Three.

Line nine.

Canto three, line nine,
Dante's Inferno...

[speaking in Italian]

[speaking in Italian]

- "Abandon hope, all
ye who enter here."

- Oh!

Hello?

Yeah, we're at the top of
the hill, and it dead ends.

I know because
we're here, moron.

No, it's clearly 533.

Sounds kind of cute.

He'll be fun to torture.

Hey, what is wrong?

- That's the inscription Dante
sees when he enters hell.

- Okay, so, maybe
some religious nut

spread notes all over
the neighborhood?

Who knows, who cares?

- You're right.

It's weird, 'cause I had it...

- Listen.

No one thinks clearly
when they're sober, okay?

So what we're gonna do is we're

gonna unpack the boxes,
we're gonna drink,

and we are going to toast to the

religious nut jobs,
and their demise.

[gentle jazz music]

[phone vibrating]

- [Kurt] Oh shoot.

Shit.

What the fuck is this?

- Romeo.

Jayden Brown, cold case files?

- Hey Fanning doesn't
need to know about that.

- Jayden Brown.

Wasn't that the case in the
Hills you guys worked on?

- Yeah, twins.

One bound and butchered.

- Isn't he on suspension?

- He is.

Fanning will have
my ass for this.

- Yeah, and such a cute ass too.

Why take the risk?

You know Watts is
a loose cannon.

- He could use a break.

- Use a break?

You could get busted
down for this.

I know Watts is your partner...

How did his son get killed?

- Back when Watts was
working the Brown case.

Carnival came to town.

Had their own fireworks display.

So Watts was working
late, and decided

to let the kid watch the show.

- [Son] Where's the
fireworks, daddy?

- Ogden Edwards, the
family groundskeeper

had been drinking
at the local bar.

Watts had questioned him lately.

Edwards lost control,
and crashed his car

into Watts' front yard.

[car crashes]

He pled not guilty.

- Not guilty.

- [Kurt] It was a mistrial.

Edwards gets off scot-free,
ups and disappears.

Watts loses it, trying
to find Edwards.

Can't make any money
for the Brown murder.

They bring me on.

That's when Fanning
suspends him.

Come on.

Get dressed.

I gotta figure out
how to get that file.

- And figure out
whose these are.

- So, everyone we know
thinks I'm crazy, don't they?

- Hey.

I got you something.

- Yeah?

- When dad told me
you were getting out,

I got you this.

[laughs]

- My color!

- [Lyndsey] Yeah, yeah.

- Thank you.

- [Lyndsey] You're welcome.

- I'm a little out of practice.

- Let me.

Yeah.

So, did you ever think that
you weren't gonna get out?

- You know, at first it was
really scary, it just...

Like with all the
doctors, and everything.

But, you know, as
your dad got involved,

and they finally got
my medication right,

it was just kind of
like a summer camp.

With more needles.

- It's kind of like canoe
camp, maybe, ninth grade?

[laughs]

- Okay.

That's one memory I
wouldn't mind forgetting.

- Oh wait, so you're
telling me that

if you were to
run into that guy,

and he were to flirt with you...

- He's probably, I don't
know, 500 pounds by now,

or something, maybe.

- He is not 500 pounds.

- Alright, okay.

Where'd you see him?

- Hush, bartender.

- And I suppose
you think I'm going

with you tonight, huh?

- I suppose I might let
you go with me, stinky,

if you take a shower.

Or put on something that's not
gonna embarrass me for once.

- Hey come one, be nice.

- Hey!

Hey!

You're messing up my artwork.

That is not gonna happen.

I'm so...

[Jessica screams]

- Don't hurt me,
Lyndsey, don't hurt me!

- You know, it's just a
sponge, I'm not gonna...

I'm not gonna hurt you.

[gasps]

- You know, I think going
to Hush is a great idea.

- Nice form, Stringer.

I didn't know you
could hit like that.

- I'm full of
surprises, captain.

- Yeah?

I hate fucking surprises.

You know, whenever
I see a detective

here on his day off, I figure,

he's either brown nosing,
banging a broad in uniform,

or being stupid
by doing something

he isn't supposed to be
doing, you know what I mean?

You don't strike me as
the brown nosing type.

- Working on my timing, boss.

- Yeah.

I'm working overtime
on my timing.

Timing alike.

Your suspended partner hanging
around the Brown residence.

Yeah, the victim's
uncle, the shrink?

I asked him to keep
an eye on the place.

Nice timing, wouldn't you say?

Timing like, that
shrink was a suspect.

Wanna tell me something, champ?

- I don't know what
you getting at.

- Stop fucking around, Stringer.

Watts head is shot,
came up empty.

You might say bad timing.

But that case is closed.

How's that for bad timing?

- Some cases are never closed.

- "Some cases are never closed."

[laughs]

I'm telling you kid.

Leave it alone.

We all feel bad about
what happened to his kid,

but, you know, he
went off the deep

end, that's why
he got suspended.

So, leave it alone.

Or you'll have a lot of
time to work on your timing.

Comprende, Rocky?

Got some high heels,
don't you doll?

- Got it.

[mouse clicks]

[phone vibrates]

- Yes?

- I'm sorry I called, I just...

I got scared.

Maybe this medication's
too strong?

- Listen to me, you need
to stick with the program.

- I'm seeing things.

- What sort of things?

- Bizarre things.

Mirrors cracking, things
that aren't even here.

- Shadow man.

[ominous ambient music]

- No.

No, he's not here.

- You see?

The meds are working.

Listen, why don't you...

Why don't I come pick you up?

- No.

- Stay with me for a few weeks.

- No, no, uncle, I called you to

tell you what's going on.

Doesn't that prove that I'm
better, that I can be trusted?

- If you go off
those meds, even for

a half hour, I will
leave no choice

but to send you back
to the institution.

- I won't.

- Promise?

- I...

I'll call you in the morning.

- [Alex] Yes, but...

Jess?

[ominous ambient music]
[mouse clicks]

- What are the
odds of the captain

coming to the police
gym, on a Sunday?

- Well, apparently very high.

- Who did she cross in her
former life to deserve this?

One day she's going
off to Julliard,

the next day the morgue,
to see her sister.

Talk about a bad week.

- Then she winds up
in the funny farm.

- Whatever happened
to tiger mom?

- Dead.

Heart attack.

Was visiting the
daughter, and drove

her car out of a cliff.

- Oh, god.

Talk about hitting
the wrong cord.

When did you get
assigned to the case?

- When Watts' kid got killed.

I came up empty too.

- Is that what set him off?

- I was trying to protect him.

- From what?

- Himself.

- Yeah, well too
bad you couldn't

stop him from tampering
with the evidence.

- Hey, that guy killed a kid.

- Yeah, but now
Edwards is walking.

- He should be buried so deep...

- Hey, hey.

Okay, you're starting
to sound like Watts.

Cool it.

Okay...

Alright, look, I
think I got something.

"The patient refuses to
play, or practice her music.

"Showing signs of deep remorse."

- Well, I mean how
do you expect her

to behave after what
happened to her?

- I don't know, I would
probably feel guilty.

- Guilt.

Guilt over what?

- I don't know, you know.

Her sister gets
slashed, she's spared.

I'd call it survivor's guilt.

- Well that's an interesting
hypothesis, Dr. Freud.

- Okay, "Samples found at the
scene match with the shrink."

Her uncle?

- He was at the opera with
the mother, her sister.

There were dozens of witnesses.

- Well, any chance they
got the time wrong?

Could he have been
at the house earlier?

- Yeah, wife's covered
that, that's in the file.

- Okay, I don't know
about the doctor though.

I mean, if he really
is clean, someone

went out of their
way to set him up.

Real out of their way.

- Are we through?

- I just think that
you should go back,

and re-conduct all
of those interviews.

At least some of 'em.

Just don't let
Fanning catch you.

Or else you're out of here.

And I'd miss you.

- Looks like I'm going
to the funny farm.

[shrubs rustle]

[bottles clatter]
[ominous orchestral music]

- You've gotta be kidding me.

[dramatic orchestral music]

Hey!

Damn it!

[breathes heavily]

[gentle piano music]

[water running]

- Stop it.

Go away!

- Obviously Jayden doesn't
wanna have fun today.

I do though!

[gentle piano music]

[ominous orchestral music]

Jayden!

I'm sorry.

It should've been both of
us, it should've been me.

- It was you.

[gasps]

- Are you looking for me?

- Please sign in detective.

I'll let the doctor
know you're here.

- Hey, what about them?

- They won't bite.

- [Intercom] Dr. Davis,
telephone please, Dr. Davis.

Telephone, please.

- You're one of the cops from
the Brown murder, aren't you?

Unforgettable bone structure.

I saw you on the TV.

- Actually my partner was
the lead investigator.

- The one that went crazy
cuz his kid got killed?

- Is that nice?

- Hey, we've all got our demons.

Each of us live in his or
her own circle of hell.

I've been here a year.

I can't believe they
let that Brown girl out.

- You knew her?

- Yeah.

Every day.

At Dr. Feelgood's sessions.

- You mean Dr. Richie,
your therapist.

- The rapist?

Therapist.

[laughs]

Therapist, rapist.

That's funny.

No, he wasn't into any
rough stuff or weird shit.

I guess that's why
we played along.

- Played along?

- Jessica was the best at it.

Or was it Jayden?

Yes, Uncle Alex, no Uncle Alex.

You're right, Uncle Alex.

But at night, that
girl was batshit crazy.

- Crazy?

- Those cries in the night...

You're still working on
that case aren't you?

- Like you said, we
all have our demons.

- Sounds like another
circle of hell.

- Hey Watts, it's Fanning.

I can't reach you on your cell,

so I'm leaving you a message.

Heard you found Ogden Edwards.

Stand down.

You are suspended.

Don't make this worse.

Stay away from him,
that's an order.

If you're still
following orders.

Get back to me, ASAP.

Son of a bitch.

- Jilly's pissed.

She's asking why the
hell I'm helping you.

- What'd you tell her?

- That I'm stupid.

- You're loyal.

- I think she
agreed with stupid.

- Well she doesn't know
about the Aremenian girl.

- We still on that?

It was a fucking
bachelor party, Bill.

- Oh, sure.

Keep your eyes on the house.

- Oh, in their dresses.

Looks like we're
going out tonight.

- Yo.

It says here we got
a hair sample, male,

blood sample, DNA,
why didn't they even

look at the uncle, the Richie?

- Airtight.

He was at the opera
with the twins' mom.

Hundreds of people saw him.

- Fuck opera.

What does that
make you think of?

[camera shutter clicks]

- A lunatic.

Like the file says.

- No.

There's definitely something
else going on here.

Look, thanks for this.

- Whatever you need, pal.

- You know, there
is something else.

[knock on door]

- Sorry to disturb you ma'am,
I'm Detective Stringer.

- Is everything okay?

- We had reports of
vagrancy in the area,

breaking into homes.

Just checking to see
if you noticed anyone?

- We just arrived
this afternoon.

- So it's just you
two, all by yourself?

- No, actually my
big, mean, muscular

boyfriend is gonna come,
any second now, so...

- You don't like me
very much, do you?

- Listen, pussycat, I don't like

anyone who tries to download
my personal information

at the front door.

Doesn't help that you're a cop,

and neither does your breath.

- Sorry to disturb you now,
we're here to protect and serve.

- Fuck you.

[gentle orchestral music]

Change that dress.

Yes?

- Shirt?

- Come on, it looks like
you're going to church,

not a fucking nightclub.

- It's sexy.

- [Lyndsey] Whatever,
we'll have fun anyway.

- [Jessica] I'm showing boobs.

[laughs]

[energetic techno music]

- Oh yeah.

It's fucking fun.

And Persia's working
tonight, we are so hooked up.

- Hey girl!

How are you?

- [Lyndsey] Good, how are you?

Okay, two martinis.

- Coming right up.

- It's so good.

- Lyndsey Richie?

- Annalyse?

- Oh my god, baby, come here.

[laughs]

- She is the reason
that I quit ballet.

That and my ass was
hanging out of my tights.

- Hi, I'm Jessica.

- Hi, yeah, we met at one
of your recitals, I think.

Where's your sister?

[ominous ambient music]

I am the second.

You are the ninth.

Beat your wings.

Gnash your teeth.

You'll be sent to hell.

[roars]

[screams]

[glass shatters]

[cries]

- Her sister was murdered.

- What?

Hey, are you okay?

Hey, you should sit down.

Come on, I have a
table over here.

- They're still inside.

Do I wanna know?

- No luck, but it's
definitely the right place.

Careful what you
pray for, right?

- Jesus Bill, don't
do this to yourself.

Lets do this the right way.

Talk to Fanning, get
you back on duty...

- You know, Rita read this book.

Some uplifting, upbeat
bullshit, about death.

And afterwards she
writes this thing

down for me, like
I'm supposed to get

something out of
it, I don't know.

We moved.

I kept it.

"Death must be so beautiful.

"To lie in the soft
brown earth, with grasses

"waving above one's head,
and listen to silence.

"To have no yesterday,
and no tomorrow.

"To forget time, forgive life.

"Be at peace.

"For love is always with you.

"Love is stronger than death."

- That's nice.

Comforting, I think.

- [Bill] Think so?

Know what I think?

I think this
world's a graveyard.

And we're all just rowing along

in our coffins, waiting for
our bones to stop rattling.

Look.

Anything happens, I'm
your first call, okay?

- Whatever you need, pal.

- [Bill] Thank you.

[overlapping conversations]

- Where are you from again?

- Vegas.

- Yeah, that's it.

- We did, but...

- Oh, I bet with a whole
bunch of hard bodied dancers.

- Yeah.

Well, most of them are gay, so.

- She's a little young for you.

- Maybe I just don't age as well

as some of your finer wines.

- Yeah, and maybe
she's your daughter.

- Daughter?

Really?

Not even like sister, huh?

- [Persia] Johnny.

- What can I get you brother?

- How about like
a beer, domestic.

- $12.

- Everyone's gay.

Except maybe that one.

Hold down the fort,
girls, I'm going in.

- Can I ask you something?

- Of course.

- Does the phrase,
"I am the second,

"but you are the ninth,
in the inner circle,"

mean anything to you?

- No.

- I thought I heard you
say something like that.

I'm not really used to being
around a lot of people.

I'm kind of on this medication,

that's not really helping.

- I know, I'm sorry.

I know about your loss.

Linzi told me before.

I have two sisters,
myself, and I can't

even imagine if
someone hurt them...

- You know, honestly,
the worst part is just...

It's not knowing.

I was actually there
that night, too.

But, my mom came home
before he could...

I'm not telling you all this
for sympathy, I'm sorry.

I'm just...

It's really hard for me
to pretend to be normal.

These other people.

- No one here is normal.

What's normal?

- Just look at all these girls.

They're just...

They're laughing,
and having fun.

- They're just
wearing better masks.

We don't know what's underneath.

- I was right.

All three were gay.

I swear my gaydar
is messed up, I'd

probably hit on James Franco.

- Well, what about
that guy over there?

- That's the whole reason
we came here, for her.

What are you waiting
for, go, go, go!

- [Jessica] Okay.

Alright, okay.

[laughs]

You're on empty anyways.

- What's his name?

- Johnny.

- Okay, act like you forgot.

[laughs]

- I was wondering
when you were gonna

come say hi, Jessica Brown.

- I'm sorry, I don't
remember your name.

- Yeah.

And I don't remember
that cute little

birthmark on your cheek.

Right by your waistline,
you know, near your hip.

I'm sorry, that was
totally out of line.

- It's okay.

It's flattering.

- Are you flirting or
are you working, Johnny?

- Let me buy you a
drink, on me, please.

- Actually, I was hoping...

- [Evil Voice] I never left.

[eerie ambient music]

- [Johnny] You okay?

- Lay off the
energy drinks, slut.

- [Evil Voice] Jessie.

Jessica.

Jessie.

[evil laugh]

[sobs]

Every shade move quickly.

I see around me.

- The medication's supposed
to make you go away.

- [Evil Voice] New torments.

And new tormented souls.

- Uncle Alex says you're
a coping mechanism.

I just utilized...

- [Evil Voice] Wherever I move,

and wherever I gaze.

[eerie ambient music]

Forsake all hope, all
you that enter here.

Kill.

[knock on door]

- Have you had any weird
surgeries you had to do?

Oh, hey, this is my
gorgeous friend, Jessica.

- Hey, this is my
friend, Charlie.

This is my friend, Charlie.

- Charlie.

Hold on.

- I really, really,
wanna go home.

- We just got here.

- I'm not feeling well,
I think we should go.

- Oh.

Maybe Annalyse can
give you a ride.

- I wanna go with you.

- These guys are surgeons.

- Unbelievable.

I...

- I'll take care of her.

- I'm so sorry about that guys.

- So where do you
need me to take you?

- You know, it's okay,
I'll just take a cab.

- And I'll pay.

I was really enjoying
your company in there.

- Really?

- Yeah, really.

- I feel like I'm a
curse to everyone I meet.

- Yeah, well I don't believe
in curses, so come on.

[Ogden mumbles]

- I didn't see, I didn't...

It was so dark.

And I know I'm
cursed, I know that...

I...

Every place I go, every shelter.

It follows me, and everywhere
I go destructs like it.

[wings flutter]

And the face, I can't get the

face out of my mind,
I can't, I can't get

the face out of my mind!

God help me please.

Yeah, I'm just...

I'm just cursed that's all.

[somber orchestral music]

Oh.

- So where'd your friend go?

- Don't worry, she'll be back.

She's just playing hard to get.

Oh.

Not my type.

But stick around till last
call, and you might get lucky.

I like the ones with angry eyes.

[growls]

[laughs]

Wooh.

- What time is last call?

- Depends on the
crowd usually, I'd say

around midnight or so.

- Do me a favor,
that brunette that

just walked away, make sure
she gets a ride home, yeah?

- I could suggest it to
her, but I don't know...

- You make sure she
gets home safely.

You understand me?

- Yes sir.

- Good, then get
her a fucking cab.

- It must be so
wonderful to just

dance, and see the
world, and just be free.

- I was actually just
thinking the same with you.

It must be amazing
to be able to play.

You're the pianist, right?

- I...

I haven't played
since it happened.

- Oh.

Is it okay if I...

- Yeah, yeah.

- Could we talk about it?

- Yeah, of course.

- What exactly do you
wish to accomplish

by going back to this
place, where all these

horrible things happened?

- You know, I remember going
to bed the night before,

but I don't even remember
waking up that day.

- Have you spoken to
your friends about it?

Maybe, they'd...

You know.

- Jayden and I, we didn't
really have very many friends.

We had our practice time.

Our dad, he had a lot
of restrictions on us.

We weren't really
raised like other kids.

- Jessica, I know
that everything must

be really hard
for you right now,

but have you gone through
any of Jayden's stuff?

There must be
something in there that

would help you remember.

Something.

I don't know.

[eerie orchestral music]

[light switch clicks]

- Here's Jayden's stuff.

[dramatic orchestral music]
[phone rings]

- What is it now, Rita?

- Kurt called.

He said you're about
to do something stupid.

- He killed my son.

- And how is killing
him gonna help our son?

- Well, it'll help me.

- You already let this
destroy our marriage,

and now, Billy,
it's destroying you.

- Yeah, you know
what, you wanna start

dating again, you
wanna play house with

that fucking prick, go ahead!

But I'm still there,
in that moment.

And I am trapped, I
can't get beyond this.

- It was an accident, Billy.

- There are no accidents
when it comes to my son.

Now this bastard's gonna pay.

Rita, I'm doing
this for all of us.

- I'm pregnant.

- Congratulations.

- I think there's
something in here.

- Let me see that.

- You asked me about the
second and ninth circle right?

- Yeah, why?

- Listen to this.

"But to that second
circle of sad hell,

"where amidst the
gust, the whirlwind,

"and the flaw, rain,
and hailstones,

"lovers need not
tell their sorrows."

There are nine
circles in this book,

that outline different
gates to hell.

And where these gates
lead, depending on the sin.

- Yeah, I...

We studied that
when we were little.

- Well yeah, it looks
like your sister

took this pretty seriously.

I mean she writes about, I
suppose it's your mother.

And your name is all
over these pages.

- Let me see that.

- Even Lindsey's,
next to the section

titled third circle, gluttony.

Look, sure Lindsey like to drink

but she shouldn't
be in hell for it.

- Do you hear that?

- What?

- Where is that coming from?

[ominous orchestral music]

[gasps]

I need you to come here, and
tell me you see this too.

Annalyse...

Annalyse?

[ominous orchestral music]

Annalyse?

You okay?

[Jessica screams]
[dramatic orchestral music]

[gasps]

[screams]

[breathes heavily]

Where are you?

- [Ogden] Who's there?

[screams]

I know you.

I know it's you!

Listen.

You're not real.

[Jessica screams]
[dramatic orchestral music]

- Look in the mirror.

You're real.

- Oh, God.

I didn't wanna hurt him.

- You didn't wanna hurt anybody.

- No.

- [Jessica] Maybe you
should give me the knife.

Everything will be okay.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

[Jessica screams]

- [Evil Voice] Your spirit
is attacked by cowardly fear.

That often weighs men down.

So that it deflects the
from honorable action.

- Are you God?

- [Evil Voice] Before
me, nothing was created.

And eternal, I endure.

Could you possibly understand?

I can see every
shade, walk with thee.

To embrace another shade.

Content thee, did not...

- You killed Jayden!

[Evil Voice laughs]

- [Evil Voice] Like a creature
seeing phantoms in the dusk.

Now let us descend
to greater misery.

Do you wanna see what
happened that night?

Jessica?

- Help, what happened?

[Evil Voice laughs]

- [Evil Voice] I'll show you.

Jessica.

[Jessica screams]

- And I thought I would
stop by and say thank you,

for being such a
good father to me,

since my dad passed.

- You know, I hope
you know that,

I'm here for you.

You can come to me with
any of your concerns.

I mean, anything.

You know, Jessica, she
gets all the attention,

but I noticed you too.

You've turned into
quite a beautiful woman.

- Thank you, Uncle Alex.

May I please go
use your restroom?

- Yeah, sure.

It's all yours, kiddo.

[ominous orchestral music]

- Says here, we got
a hair sample, male.

A blood sample, DNA, why didn't
they even look at the uncle?

That Richie?

- Have you told Jayden yet?

- Not yet.

It might be kind of
hard on her right now.

They said no to her.

She hasn't really found a
place that's gonna work yet.

- Well you have more
talent than she does.

That's something
she's going to accept.

God knows her
father pressed that.

- I'll tell her tonight.

While you're at the
opera, with Uncle Alex.

- Good girl.

I'm so proud of you.

Just so proud.

[eerie ambient music]

[distorted voices]

- Wakey, wakey.

- What the fuck?

Jayden take this off me.

- Open wide.

[ominous orchestral music]

[coughs]

That was dad's favorite.

I bet you didn't know
that though, did you?

- What?

Is this about the...

- Fuck this, this
is about everything.

This is about mom, and dad.

Everything.

Why did dad always have to
spend more time with you?

- He didn't.

He always had us both.

- He picked you, little
perfect you, for the keys.

So you could play him all
those pieces that he loved.

You know I can play too.

I can play, and I could've
been better than you.

- I know you could.

I know you can.

- Why did mom always...

She just would...

She'd touch, and
she'd squeeze you.

- I don't know.

- She treated me like I
had some kind of plague.

Maybe I am a plague.

- But I love you.

I don't know why any of...

We're sisters.

I don't...

- You just don't wanna die.

That's what makes
this so tragic.

- You're right.

- Well.

I guess it's like
killing myself.

That's okay though.

Because I'm killing
the bad part of us.

I'm killing Jayden.

- Please.

Please don't do anything
you can't take back.

- Shut up!

All I ever wanted
was to know what

it's like to be you.

Just to be loved.

To be successful, just
once to be the best!

- [Jessica] Jayden.

- Stupid girl!

I am not Jayden.

That's you.

[Jessica screams]

[eerie ambient music]

- [Evil Voice] Oh muses.

Oh high invention.

Aid me now.

Oh memory that has
engraved what I saw.

- [Jayden] Stop!

- Here your nobility
will be shown.

Now let us descend
to greater misery.

Already every star is declining.

That was rising when I set out.

[laughs]

- You know, I kind
of owe you something

for giving me a ride home.

What do you think
of that, pussycat?

[laughs]

- Woah there, goodnight.

- What?

You don't like a strong woman?

- I just...

I really don't like
lushes, alright?

- Asshole.

[laughs]

Anyone can just walk in here.

[laughs]

Jessie!

Answer!

I think we should take three
shots, 'cause I'm not drunk.

And you need to make
up to my fucking ass.

So we're taking shots.

[Lindsey shouting
in the distance]

Jess, you can't be mad fucking
forever, it's ridiculous.

[phone vibrates]

- Hello?

- Did I wake you?

- No honey, I
always wait up like

a sick schoolgirl, hoping
you will call at one am.

- Yeah, well I
can't find Jessica.

- What?

- Well, I just got
here, and we were out,

and someone else
gave her a ride home.

- Wait a second, you
left your sick cousin

with some stranger,
and you didn't

even check if she got home?

- It wasn't a stranger to me.

You know, you make me
sound so irresponsible.

- You are your
mother's daughter,

that's for sure.

- I just found Jayden's
journal on her bed.

And this really
worn copy of Dante's

Inferno with this weird
ass writing all over it.

- Lindsey?

- Dad, my name is written
all over this journal.

- Get out of the house.

Just go to a
neighbor's, right now.

Honey, listen to me.

I'm on my way, okay, you
stay on the phone with me.

- Dad, something's not right.

- Get out of the
house now, baby.

Lindsey!

Lindsey, baby!

Lindsey!

- God!

[screams]

Dad, there's something wrong!

- Kurt, I don't even
know where I am.

What?

Where?

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- Annalyse?

Annalyse?

Oh my god.

- Fuck.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[muffled screams]

- [Alex] Lindsey!

[muffled screams]

Lindsey.

Oh, I'm sorry baby.

Alright.

Calm, settle.

I know.

[sobs]

- [Lindsey] Get me out, daddy!

- Where is she?

[Lindsey screams]

[knife slashes]
[Lindsey screams]

- [Lindsey] Oh god.

No!

[screams]

[shushes]

Please, Jessica!

Please!

- You don't recognize me?

I'm not Jessica.

- No.

[sobs]

Please, no.

- Oh, oh, poor Lindsey.

[laughs]

- [Lindsey] Oh, please no.

[shushes]

[sobs]

- Stop.

Be careful what
you pray for, Linz.

[Lindsey chokes]

[blood squelches]
[Jayden laughs]

[eerie orchestral music]

[Ogden breathes heavily]

[discordant violin notes]

[muffled screams]

[muffled screams]

- Jessica Brown?

Put down that knife.

- Why would I do that?

[violin strings screech]

- Because I am a police officer,

and I am telling you to do so.

[muffled screams]

- Are you number seven?

You are.

Am I number seven?

No, you're number seven.

- There are no numbers
Jessica, only people.

- Oh.

[laughs]

No, there's numbers.

Tell you what.

I'm gonna count to three,
lets see if you can shoot

me before I drag this
blade across his throat.

He's just gonna bleed
all over the place,

you know that, don't you?

- Don't do it.

- You ready?

One.

- Damn it.

- Two.

[gunshot fires]

[dramatic orchestral music]

- I know you.

I know you, oh God.

Protect me, protect me.

- Protect you?

Who protected my son?

- It was an accident.

I didn't see him.

I didn't see him, it was late.

Why was he out in the
yard so late that night?

Why?

- He just wanted to
see the fireworks.

In his own front yard!

God.

[somber orchestral music]

[sobs]

Watts, homicide.

I'm at 533 Mays Road.

Yeah, multiple homicides.

[sobs]

No, I don't need an ambulance.

There are no survivors.

Any last words?

- Austin!

[sobs]

- If I ever see you again...

[screams]

If you ever speak
his name again...

I will kill you.

[sobs]

- No, please.

- You want a shot at redemption?

- [Ogden] Yeah.

No.

No!

No.

- You do it yourself.

[breathes heavily]

[somber orchestral music]

- I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry,
Austin, I'm so sorry.

You don't want daddy
to be like that man.

You don't want daddy
to be like that man.

I'd just be as guilty.

Tell me what to do.

Please.

Tell me what to do.

[somber orchestral music]

[eerie orchestral music]

[gunshot fires]

[gunshot fires]

[eerie orchestral music]

- I guess I was wrong.

I guess neither of
us is number seven.

I still need to find
my number seven.

[eerie orchestral music]

[police sirens wail]

[knock on door]

- [Kurt] Watts, if
you're in there, open up!

Jessica Brown, this is
the police, open up.

- Please!

Somebody help me.

[glass shatters]

[eerie orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]