Restraint (2015) - full transcript

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Babe?

Babe?

Babe?

- Good morning.
- Mmm.

Anyway, yeah,
I'll put it away, here.

See?

Yeah.

You're not paying
attention.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.



Wait.

Angela, you don't even
know what that is.

Neither do you.

And that's why I'm
not eating it.

Something's wrong.

It's a $1,000 camera,

and the piece of shit doesn't
even work.

Can you take it back?

No, it was
a wedding gift.

For who?

I bought for us, Ange.

It's the weirdest thing.

Oh the, um...

That thing is still...



Oh...

Ah...

I was thinking...

No, babe, I really
don't want to.

Oh, we should
do it tonight

while Maddie's at the Petersons.

I told you, it makes me
uncomfortable.

Being with me
makes you uncomfortable?

What you're doing
right now

feels like nails on a
chalkboard.

Oh.

That's, that-that's weird,
but okay.

We can always delete it.

Well, okay, my mistake.

Please?

I want to make a
movie with my new bride.

I don't want to make
that kind of movie.

Oh, come on now.

No, stop!

Did you have fun at Stacy's
house?

Mrs. Peterson
doesn't let us do anything.

That's not true.

It is, Dad.

Well, if she's
overprotective,

it's because she's
been through a lot,

just like you and I
have been through a lot.

You know what I mean?

- Yeah.
- You're safe inside.

Ange?

I'm sorry.

Um...

Did you say something?

Can you take Maddie to school?

I made you a roast beef
sandwich with mayonnaise,

and a pickle.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

Oh, I also put some
blueberries in there.

And some chocolate Kisses too.

I didn't think you'd mind.

My dad doesn't want
me eating

that kind of stuff.

Well, it's not gonna kill you.

That only happens to animals.

I think.

Why?

I don't know.

I guess their bodies can't
handle the stimulation

of the chocolate, you know?

And then their
heart stops beating.

Is my heart gonna
stop?

No, sweetie.

No, your, your heart is not
gonna stop.

You won't tell Dad?

Your dad doesn't have to
know everything, sweetie.

Part of being a girl is
being able to keep secrets.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Just a moment.

Are you guys using new
chemicals or something?

No, ma'am.

You don't smell that?

Is that just me?

I don't smell anything.

Oh, maybe I'm a little
sensitive today.

Okay.

Um, payment?

Oh, gosh.

Yeah.

Spare change?

God bless you.

God bless you, too.

Hey.

$42 for the gas.

Sorry for the hassle out there.

We put up the signs,
but it's all we can do.

It was no bother.

You
shouldn't encourage him.

Oh, it's hard enough
to ask for help as it is.

Whatever you
say, lady.

Um...

Can I have some cigarettes?

Some, uh, Camel Lights, please?

Sure.

I don't really smoke.

- I
- don't really give a shit.

Maddie, go to your room.

What's going on?

Didn't you hear me calling?

I'm sorry.

Angela...

Why didn't you pick up
Maddie from school today?

You left her there
for five hours.

Angela?

Angela.

What's wrong with you?

Hey, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, babe.

Look, I didn't mean to,

I'm sorry I yelled, okay?

I'm sorry.

What happened?

Why didn't you pick
up your phone?

I'm sorry.

I was reading.

I must have lost track of time.

Please don't be mad at me.

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah, that's some
good stuff, babe.

Did you do something to the
spare bedroom?

I painted.

You painted?

No particular reason?

Kind of.

Please ask before you
start changing things.

I need your help around here.

I gotta know that Maddie's safe
and sound.

That's the extent of
what I'm asking.

Okay.

Are you having second
thoughts about this?

'Cause you can tell me.

I'll never do what
she did to you.

Where would I go, anyway?

They've been deposed?

The cousins too, right?

Uh, what's her name,
and uh, what's her name.

Yeah, 10:00 a.m. sounds great.

All right man, see you then.

What's depose?

Uh, it's where you have to
tell the truth without lying.

Thanks.

Are you picking me
up today?

No, Angela will get you.

Did you get enough
sleep last night?

Try and take it
easy today, okay?

Oh.

Yo, what's up?

Yeah, no, I'm on my way
out the door right now.

Uh, I've got the files, yeah.

I'm going to take a writing
workshop.

A class?

Don't you already have a
degree in writing stories?

I'd like to do it.

How much?

A few hundred, I think.

You're sure you're up
for going back to school?

I feel fine.

It's just a class.

Maybe you should
rest, is all I'm saying.

I mean, you were
painting the bedroom

when you were doing
your third color?

My second.

Cute.

I just think you need
some down time.

If you wanna go
back and learn everything

you've already learned,
knock yourself out.

It's Daddy!

Really?

Did he see us?

No.

You know your dad loves
you very much, right?

Yeah.

When I met him...

I knew that he was the
man I was going to marry.

He was so nice to me.

And so confident.

And yet, he was like, the
loneliest person I've ever met.

He was sad in a way that I
wanted to make him happy.

Everyone said we rushed into it,

but you have to do what you
feel, right?

Whatever that means.

Are you coming?

Where are you going?

I need your help picking
out some new wallpaper

for the bedroom.

Would you like
to do that with me?

I can't.

Why?

I have to go to school.

It's just a couple of minutes.

I have to go to school.

Come on, sweetie.

No.

Okay.

Suit yourself.

Do you need help?

I'm telling my dad you
wouldn't take me to school.

Do you remember what I told
you about girls and secrets?

Do you know what
happens if you tell?

You go to the secret place.

That's where my
mom used to put me.

I'm sorry for what I did.

I've been very sad this morning.

Last night, your dad was
telling me about your mom,

and I got so upset because
I just don't understand how

she could leave you,

knowing that she'd never
see you ever again.

And now you're gonna
have to go through life

just like your father,

always wondering if anyone ever
really loved you, you know?

Do you have more edge pieces?

No.

You sure?

That's how you build the
foundation.

Dad?

Yeah?

Did Mommy ever say why
she wasn't coming back?

No, sweetie.

Why are you asking me that?

You remember
what I told you, right?

You remember how I told
you how she hurt us?

Yeah.

I think we're doing okay.

Whoa, fuck!

Baby?

Are you okay?

Something I ate.

But you didn't eat,
though.

Can you get me a towel?

Yeah.

Here.

- Thank you.
- You okay?

You asked me that.

So do you think
that we could finish?

Seriously?

Oh.

Sorry.

Yeah, sorry, I guess I'll
just take care of myself.

Seriously...

Fuck!

What the fuck, Angela?

What was that?

I don't feel very
well.

I might have overdone it today.

Can you help me
change the sheets?

I gotta get up early.

What are you even doing?

I was watering some plants.

Okay.

Did you have the
nightmares

before you moved in?

No.

And how
long ago did you move in?

Four months ago.

Wow.

That's a lot of anxiety.

Yeah.

Where were
you living before that?

I had an apartment
while I was in school.

Oh.

'Cause it says here that you
were on Zoloft and Paxil,

as a teenager.

I stopped taking it,
right before wedding.

Why?

Fresh start, I guess.

Fresh start?

Okay, but then what?

Is that why you got married?

No, I-I got married because I
met a man.

I mean, that's,

that's what you're supposed to
do, right?

Does your husband
know?

And does he understand
your condition?

Okay, new environments
are tough.

It takes time to adapt.

It seems to me that you're
just a little wiped out

with all the recent activity.

I guess.

So what else is bothering you?

How did you know?

That's why you're
paying me the big bucks.

You remind me of my old
therapist.

Oh yeah?

Let's talk about you
and your family.

It says here that your
husband has a daughter

from a prior marriage.

Tell me about her.

You getting out of bed today?

Hey, what'd the
headshrinker say?

He said to get more exercise.

Well, amen to that.

He say anything else?

I really didn't ask
him that many questions.

I think you should
see a real doctor.

You don't look well, babe.

Okay.

So you'll make an appointment?

Sure, yeah.

But I need to talk to
you about something.

What?

I'm worried about Maddie.

Why?

She lied to me
the other day, sort of.

About what?

It was, it was stupid.

And you wanna tell
me what it was?

I went to the cabinet to
get some chocolate Kisses,

and when I opened the
bag, they were all gone.

And I know for a fact that you
don't eat anything like that.

So she had some chocolate.

It's not gonna kill her.

No, but when I
asked her about it,

she said she didn't.

And, I could just
see that she was lying.

You know how
sometimes you can just tell?

She is her mother's daughter.

This is the way it starts,
you know?

Who ate all
the chocolate Kisses?

What are you drawing?

A tornado.

You wanna tell me what
happened to the chocolate?

What chocolate?

Maddie.

What'd I tell you about lying?

It's worse than dying.

It hurts people.

Especially the people
who love you.

Angela was very hurt by
what you said to her.

I didn't do it.

In that case,
go to your room, now.

Dad.

What is it?

Hey.

Babe?

Hey.

What's wrong.

Dad,
look at her face.

Go back to bed, Maddie.

Are you okay?

Go to bed!

Hey, come on.

How'd you get out here?

It says sleepwalking
can be caused

by sleep deprivation.

Or, stress.

On a scale from one to
10, how stressed are you?

About a two.

Usually a three.

I mean, it's fine.

Get me a refill?

Yeah.

So you're saying this
sleepwalking thing

never happened before, like
before we met?

I mean, is there anything
you're not telling me?

I'll try not to do it again.

How can you control it,

if you don't even
remember doing it?

I think it's exhaustion.

I think what you need is rest.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna take Maddie to
school today.

Okay, you're going to the
fucking doctor, today, Angela.

I'll make the appointment.

I have to go to school!

Relax.

It's just me.

I used to be a little girl once.

Not that long ago.

I was a lot like you, in a lot
of ways.

I was quiet.

I loved my mom and dad.

We spent one summer in a
cabin in New Hampshire.

Our neighbors were
this older couple.

And the old man, he
used to raise chickens.

He gave me my own
baby chick once.

It didn't mean I could
take it home or anything,

but I'd come over in the
afternoons,

and I'd play with it.

One afternoon,
I took my baby chick,

maybe seven days old,

and I walked around the farm,
petting it.

Then we came upon this fence...

The wire fence, with little
twisty ties at the top.

Not so sharp that you
couldn't climb over it,

but sharp enough that if you
fell on it,

you could poke your eye out.

You know when you get a
scrape on your knee...

And you just can't stop
picking at the scab

when it gets hard?

You know you shouldn't.

But soon you've ripped it off,

and the stuff keeps coming out.

And then you stop.

I'll see you at 2:30.

Any headache?

Nausea, vomiting?

A little vomiting, maybe.

I have some good
news to give you.

You're about eight
weeks pregnant.

Congratulations.

It certainly explains the
wallpaper.

Fuck, it explains
a lot of things.

I'm so sorry I've been
on your case, babe.

I had no idea!

Boy, I've been coming in you
long enough,

I just figured you couldn't,
for whatever reason.

Something inside of me...

Woke up.

Or I hit the bullseye.

We don't have to decide
tonight.

No, hey, I'm glad.

This feels right.

I mean, there's no more
cigarettes,

and a lot of other things,

like you need to
get a lot of sleep.

No excuses.

But...

Now we'll be a real family.

Hey...

This is exactly what we needed.

What the fuck, are you crazy?

What did you do?

Why did you do that, why did you
do that?

Why did you fucking do that?

I take it back.

I take it back, I take it back!

I take it, fuck!

No, why?

Fuck!

You're not crazy, you're not
crazy...

You're not crazy, everything's
fine...

Everything's fine...

Maddie, come on, honey!

Maddie, come on, please?

Maddie, sweetie, come on,
please!

Hurry up!

Come on, come on, come on!

Angela, what's
wrong?

Nothing, sweetie.

I'm not feeling very well.

You're bleeding.

Yeah.

Um...

I barely did anything.

He never asked me, you know?

You know, the first time, he
didn't ask.

He just went inside of me.

I should have told him
that I don't like pills.

They don't make me feel normal.

Not in any way that's real.

I figured, this is what he
wanted.

Otherwise, why else would he
would do it?

Is this a secret?

Yeah.

Yeah, baby, this is a secret.

Please, stop.

So, in her confinement,
she creates a new reality.

I mean, she practically
merges with her surroundings.

So on one hand,

you can argue that she
goes completely insane,

but in so doing, she also
rises above male dominion.

So in a weird way, she
kind of wins, you know?

Now, I want you to make this
character

the center of your writing
exercise,

and put her in whatever
time and place you choose.

And also, just remember,
the one rule is

you can't mention
the actual thing

that causes her to unravel.

Got it?

Okay, good.

- Thank you.
- Good work.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, definitely.

All right man, keep it up.

That was awesome, thank you
very much.

Thank you, yeah absolutely,
you too.

Hey, oh, actually,
you know what?

I wanted to talk to you about
your writing assignment.

Did I mess it up?

Uh, no.

No, not at all.

I thought the little bit that
you handed in was exceptional.

Really?

Absolutely.

Your use of language on the
sentence level

was really great.

You know, it uh...

Was your subtext that
impressed me though.

You know, I felt like you were,
you know,

kinda speaking to a-a, you
know, a-a lack of communication,

or like, expression subdued.

Thanks.

Sure.

Uh, w-what's that, uh,

what's that quote by Thoreau?

It's, um, "If a plant can't
live according to its nature,

"it dies; and so a man."

I think that applies to a
little bit more than writing.

You know?

That makes a lot of sense.

Yeah.

You're really good at this,
Amanda.

I'll see you next week.

Have a nice night.

How was your writing class?

I liked it.

What'd you guys do?

We talked, and he read
something,

and then we did an exercise.

An exercise?

That's what they call it?

He was nice.

Who?

The teacher.

What college is this?

Extension, I'm sure, right?

No, it was,
it was at his house.

His house?

That's not a class.

Yes it is.

There was wine and everything.

You went to some
guy's house for a class,

and he gave you alcohol?

What is your problem?

You're not going back there.

What did he say
that was so nice?

He was encouraging.

What did he say?

He said that he liked my use
of language

on a sentence level.

What the fuck
does that even mean?

What other level is there?

Why are you getting so upset?

Where were you
when he said this?

Where were the other
kids, where they around?

I'm trying to do my
homework.

Another exercise, right?

Yes.

You're just copying
down word for word

what's in that book.

That's...

That's the exercise.

You've read that book a lot
of times, you know, right?

I like it.

Fine, see?

You know what I think?

I think that you
are overdoing it.

And now's not really the
time for you to try and be,

you know, Beverly Cleary or
whatever.

- There are no marks...
- I'm trying to read.

What do they suspect,
poison?

- Have they any idea?
- Is that John Grisham?

- Yeah, a real writer.
- As to how she was killed.

Hey, kiddo.

How's it going?

Fine.

So, are you excited
about what we told you?

Yeah.

Then why do you
seem a little poopy-pants?

Hey, what have I told
you about your device

and paying attention to people?

Sorry, Dad.

It's okay.

Hey, so are you happy?

You're gonna be a big sister.

Can you answer me?

Dad?

Yeah?

Is Angela sick?

You mean, 'cause she's
been acting strangely?

Well, sometimes, when a woman
has a baby in her belly,

certain things
happen to her body,

which affect the way
she thinks about stuff.

It's easy for some people, but
for some, it's really hard.

Like, they can't do basic
things,

or have a logical conversation.

And if you say anything,
it just makes it worse,

even if what you're
saying makes total sense.

It's like, 'cause they have
two people inside of 'em.

Just ignore it.

Pretty soon, everything
will be back to normal.

All right, go to bed.

Good night.

Five minutes then lights out.

Hi, baby.

I cooked chicken.

I cooked you chicken,
your favorite.

Hi, baby.

I cooked you chicken,
your favorite.

Chicken, chicken.

Chicken.

How was your day at work today?

The office manager we
hired messed things up.

So I've been
doing it

until we find a replacement.

We got a few new cases,

so there's a good
chance that I'll be,

you know, busy for
the next few weeks.

I'm going to Tempe tomorrow
for a federal thing.

It's just a day trip, so...

How was your day, Maddie?

We read a chapter book.

What was it called?

Maddie, what was it called?

I asked you a question.

You're scaring her.

Maddie, go to your room.

Now.

Let me guess,
you're not gonna eat?

I'm not very hungry.

Whatever.

I'm the fuckin' bad guy.

What's so important in Tempe

that you're going for one day?

I told you, it's for work.

I might be going down there
a lot though, we'll see.

Okay.

What is it, what's wrong?

Ange?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey.

You're sleepwalking,
Ange, you're sleepwalking.

Hey.

Oh shit, I'm, I'm so sorry.

- It's okay.
- I'm sorry.

It's okay, shh.

I had such a
nightmare.

It's okay, let's
get you back to bed.

Come on.

Go back to sleep, Maddie.

I can't keep doing this.

It's okay, it's okay.

Here.

Why are you doing this again?

Do you know what just happened?

Angela?

This is insanity.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You ready for school?

I'll take you on my
way to the airport.

Dad?

Oh, I know, the sleepwalking
thing freaks you out.

It freaks me out too,
but people do it.

It's normal.

It's just one of those things.

Relax, I'll be back tonight.

Did you have
breakfast this morning?

Your hands are all shaky.

Well, go tell Angela
to give you a banana.

Go!

You get diabetes that way.

Maddie, do good listening.

I am so not in the mood.

Hey, Angela.

Maddie didn't know if
you were picking her up

at school today, so she
wandered over to my house

and I thought I would
just drop her off for you.

Oh, fuck.

What time is it?

It's just after six.

Okay.

I'll be off.

What did you say to
Mrs. Peterson about me?

Nothing.

Ow!

You want me to go away?

You want Mrs. Peterson to be
your mom?

It's okay.

You can tell me anything,
Maddie.

My mother taught me that
if you want things to grow,

you have to water them.

You wanna go in one more time?

So you can grow big and tall?

I'm sorry if I scared you.

I'm sorry for making you cry.

There are things
about being a girl

that aren't a lot of fun.

Soon, your body won't be yours
anymore.

Not in a way that
you can control.

You might bloom
into a beautiful red rose,

like so many other girls do.

Or, your body might
make you do bad things.

And the more you try not to do
them...

The more you shrivel outward,

and blossom into a black flower.

You're wrong about my mom.

She's gonna come back for me.

I dreamed about it.

I hope so.

Who really gives a shit,
Sergio?

It's the end of the day, who
gives a shit?

This fucks the
entire state, my man.

Do you understand?

No, Sergio, we're fucked.

Ah...

All right, yep.

No, this is bigger than
anything we've ever dealt with.

And I guarantee you will not
like the way it turns out.

There are consequences to
your...

Are you insane?

Wake the fuck up, Sergio!

This shit is real!

This shit is hot, and what
the fuck are we gonna do, bro?

All this guy wanted was one
normal thing.

Look what happened to him.

You know it, and your client
knows it.

Just leave me alone now, please.

Morning, kiddo.

You sleep in your clothes last
night?

Dad?

Jesus, what?

Daddy?

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

Really?

Really?

Please, not today.

Can you take her to the
bathroom, please?

Now?

Come on, Maddie.

Let's go to the bathroom.

Be very selective
what you say to me,

'cause the next words
out of your mouth

are gonna define the
rest of your life!

What are we gonna do with
you, Madison Burroughs?

Hey, move that fuckin', move
that car!

Go!

Lady, go!

Hey.

Has Maddie called you?

No, why would she?

She went rollerskating
with the Petersons.

She should have been
home hours ago.

I'm sure she's fine,
I'll go pick her up.

I called you like, six times.

Hey.

- Hey.
- What's up?

Trouble in paradise?

Eh, don't ask.

Are the girls out back?

Where's Maddie?

Sit down.

She wasn't at the
Petersons?

No.

Where'd she go, Angela?

She went rollerskating
with Stacy and her mom.

At what time?

Uh, around 11, I guess.

Jeff...

Who picked 'em up?

Stacy and her mom.

Tell me exactly what happened.

Maddie was outside, and she
was playing when she came in,

and told me that
Mrs. Peterson was here,

and that you said she
can go rollerskating.

When would I have said that?

I don't know, Jeff.

You're scaring me.

Well, where were you?

Did you see them?

- Who?
- The Petersons!

Stop yelling at me!

I'm sorry.

I was cooking,
I didn't see anyone.

Mrs. Peterson is not
someone that I speak with

on a regular basis.

You know that.

She comes over
here often enough.

I don't even go
out there anymore.

You asked me what happened,
I'm just telling you.

I heard the car, I heard
little girls' voices...

Jeff, what?

Why would Maddie lie to me?

Maddie?

Maddie?

Maddie?

She took my daughter!

You fucking hear me?

She came back to my house
and she took Maddie!

Your
daughter's full name?

Madison Miranda
Burroughs.

And how old
is she?

She's nine.

Any chance she
could be with a relative?

A grandparent?

Well, my father's dead,

and I don't speak
to my mother, so, no.

My parents both passed away.

They had cancer.

He doesn't care about that.

Any
brothers?

Sisters...

The person you're looking for

is Margaret Laughlin Burroughs.

- L-A-U-G-H-L-I-N...
- Jeff.

Jeff...

Someone wanna
help me out here?

My wife disappeared three
years ago.

Disappeared?

How?

Um, she packed everything
she needed, and she left.

Never said a word, I
haven't spoken to her since.

My daughter was six years old at
the time.

And Margaret was possibly

very likely pregnant
with our second child.

She said that she
terminated the pregnancy,

but I don't know that she did.

She had a bit of a
problem telling the truth.

I see.

Things must have been
pretty bad around here for

her to leave all this behind.

Yeah.

You think she came
back for your daughter?

After all these years.

Yeah.

And how about you?

Oh, I think...

I think that...

She got lost somehow.

And that everything
is gonna be all right.

Just please find her.

I'll go talk to the Petersons
again,

make my way back here and...

And go from there.

Do you think she ran away

because I've been such a
monster?

I was supposed
to be watching her...

I'm sorry...

Please, no...

Everything's okay...

Now, open your eyes.

And relax.

Where we're going,
it's beautiful.

You haven't used
your camera in a while.

Maybe you could
go take some pictures?

Get out of the house for a
little bit?

Pictures of what?

Whatever you want.

Who called?

Detective Mayo.

What did he want?

You know that class you
took at that guy's house?

His wife is in intensive care.

There was an
accident a while back.

Something about razor blades
and a loofah, I don't know.

Oh my God.

Did he want to talk to me?

He said he might
stop by next week.

Jesus Christ.

Try not to think about it.

The baby just
kicked.

That's strange,
you're not showing it.

Yeah, it's like that
with some women.

I forget what it's called.

Uh, yeah, me too.

Aren't you due for a checkup?

I'll make the appointment.

I'm gonna be at
the airport at 6:00 a.m.

Please don't
leave me here, Jeff.

We discussed this.

Three days?

There's nothing
I can do about it.

I don't understand
how you can go back to work,

so soon.

It's been almost two months.

Barely.

I said almost.

I stopped hoping
for something good.

Babe...

No.

Baby...

No.

No, ow!

Goddamn it, let go!

Let go!

Let, goddamn it!

You're fuckin' crazy, Angela.

Don't go.

Go back to bed.

I'm serious, stay away from me.

Jeff, please.

Please, please, please don't
leave.

Don't, please, Jeff!

- Please, please don't leave...
- Get the fuck off of me!

God...

Angela?

Angela?

Welcome home, baby.

You're freaking me
the fuck out right now.

No, stay away from me.

You need to go to the hospital.

Will you draw
me up a bath first?

I want to take a bath with you.

You're not taking
a fucking bath.

You're gonna go to the
hospital, and after that,

I don't know what.

Were you ever even pregnant?

You've been filming me.

Well, you were for a while.

Then you stopped.

I filmed something too.

Call the one.

Skip past all the stuff of me
sleeping.

Past all your stuff.

And go to the very, very end.

To my stuff.

The end is the best part.

Jeff?

I'm gonna go see
about that bath.

Say, "Hi, Dad."

Please, please.

It's my fault.

I can do better.

I'll be better.

It'll be like it used to be.

Babe, babe...

No!

No!

Help...

Help...

What'd you do to her?

I told her to go
to the secret place.

She did good listening.

You...

Why?

Why?

Three more months.

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