The Block Island Sound (2020) - full transcript

Something lurks off the coast of Block Island, silently influencing the behavior of fisherman, Tom Lynch. After suffering a series of violent outbursts, he unknowingly puts his family in grave danger.

It's all about mind control...

Lot of animals can do it.

I'm not just talking about animals you
never heard the name of before.

Insects, amphibians,
even house cats can do it--

-Get the fuck outta here.
-It's true, look it up.

House cats have this parasite called
toxoplasmosis. You know what it does?

It makes field mice not scared
of cats anymore.

Why would the cats want that?

So they can eat 'em.

Field mice isn't scared of cats,
it walks right up to it

and presents itself like lunch.



It's meals on
fuckin' wheels.

-That's not true.
- It is true.

It's not fucking true.

It is fucking true and it's not just
field mice that they're infecting.

They're infecting human beings.

Every human being on the fucking planet
that has a cat. It's true.

What's better than a dozen
dead field mice?

It's one brainwashed human being

that's bringing you Fancy Feast
every five minutes.

That's why Carol Baker has these dozen
fucking cats in her house.

-No shit.
- Yeah.

I knew she was crazy.

She's nuts, man.

Leave Carol Baker out of this, all right?
She's a nice old lady.



She just misses
her husband.

No. Carol Baker's not even
Carol Baker anymore.

Now she's a slave
to her cat overlords.

This is the worst week of the year.

All the college girls leave

and all I'm left with are you...
fucking crazies.

Yeah, go buy a cat,
see what happens.

Where are you going?
Can you give me a ride?

I've gotta get home, Dale.

It's on your way!

Bye, Gerry!

It's the same thing that happened
with the Palatine

a hundred fucking years ago,
man.

That ship didn't get raided
by pirates and sink.

No, no... a fucking sea creature came
out of the depths

and infected all the crew
with a parasite

that made 'em go crazy and jump
overboard, so it could eat 'em.

Everybody knows that.

Symbiotic. Codependent.
And now the government is harnessing

the power of the parasites and putting
it in the vaccines with our kids--

What are you doing?

-Unbuckling your seat belt.
-Why?

So when I drive into that telephone pole,

you're gonna shoot through the windshield
and then I'll never have to hear about

fucking chemtrails,
and 9/11, and mind control,

and fucking lizard people again.

That's fucked up...

I don't believe in lizard people.

- Holy shit!

It's still alive.

Where the fuck did that come from?

What are you doing?

Put it out of its misery...

You want me to hit it with a rock?

Yeah, it's a kindness.
That's what you do.

It's dead.

Are you sure?

Get in the car.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad.

Dad!

Huh?

What are you doing out here?

Dog's barking...

Look, I don't want to catch you
sleepwalking again, Dad.

- All right, all right...
-No more caffeine.

All right, all right,
I'm going to sleep.

Yeah, well sooner or later you're gonna
be sleep-driving

and you're gonna be sleep-crashing.
Yeah.

What are you gonna
start singing lullabies now?

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Get the fuck outta here.

Yeah, today is kinda tricky
for me, can Paul go on his own?

Chief Rogers requested you by name.

I'm sure he did.

Listen, it's gonna be a whole thing
with school...

-Mom.
-...and I'm gonna have to drop in

-on my dad and brother...
-Mom?

...on the island, and, look, I'm sorry,
I've just got a lot on my plate right now.

Look, I think this could be
a legitimate problem we have on our hands.

Just don't tell your family
you'll be on the island.

Yeah, that's not really how it works.
Block Island is a small place.

Mom, I don't want toast.

-Well, what do you want?
- Fruity Pebbles.

-We're out of milk.
-We've been out of milk all week.

Emily, it's either toast
or cereal with water.

-Mom!
- Audry?

Yeah, sorry. Sorry, listen,
Paul is perfectly capable,

he'll be fine to go
without me.

Audry, everybody's got family problems.

I don't want to argue with you
over an assignment, okay?

Yeah.

There's a ferry at 7:30,
make sure you're on it.

Wanna go on a field trip?

Hey, hey!
Look who gets to play hooky!

Can you say hi to Paul?

Hi, Emily.

Must be nice having an excuse to make a
trip back home...

Yeah...

You get back often?

Uh, less and less since my mom died.

My brother is just kinda,
I don't know...

An asshole?

Emily... let's just not say that
to Uncle Harry's face, okay?

Dad!

Dad?

Lynch boathouse to Patty M.
Do you copy? Over.

Dad, it's Harry.
Where are you? Over.

The house is burning down...

Dad! Wake up!

Sir,
this line is for operational use only.

All right, keep your skirt on.

My brother's not an asshole.

It was just tough
after my mom died.

Harry just... he has a temper.

Where were you?

I took the boat out this morning.

This morning, or last night?

Dad.

Can you tie off the other end,
or are you gonna make me do it myself?

Can you remember?

-Was it dark out when you left?

-Hello?
- Hey, Dad.

I'm on the island.

Mind if I crash at the place
for a couple nights?

Oh, no, that's great!

You got Emily with ya?

The island is a totally different
beast this time of year.

About 15 to 20 thousand folks
over the summer,

and just a thousand
all year long.

-That's rounding up...
-Yeah maybe...

So, what's going on
down at West Beach?

Well... we got a bit of a fish problem.

Tons of dead ones were rolling up
on the shore.

How many?

Hard to tell.
Maybe nine or ten?

Nine or ten what? Fish?

Tons. Nine or ten tons.

When did this happen, yesterday?

Well, uh, you know,
not all at once.

It's rancid.

Emily, don't touch that.

Come here.

What does that mean, not all at once?

Every few days a new batch rolls up.

Bill Ryan pulled in a whole net of them
on Saturday.

Anna Miller and her kid found 'em,
what, three weeks ago?

You remember Anna?
She's got a kid now.

Well, I'm glad you guys are
finally cleaning up that mess.

The whole west side of the island smells
like taint.

What's taint?

-"Taint none of your business."
-Harry.

So what do you think's been killing 'em?

Could be hypoxia.

No, what's that?

It's basically when too many fish are in
a certain area

they can deplete the oxygen
in the water too fast...

So, what? They drown?

-Kinda, yeah...
-They suffocate.

Fish suffocating. That's a trip.

Yeah, right? It happens.

So where's the EPA putting you tonight?
Somewhere swank?

Oh, no, I'm just gonna be taking the ferry
back and forth.

Oh, that's crazy.
You should stay here with us.

-Oh, that's okay--
-No, come on. We've got plenty of room.

-You and Audry can take the queen.
-Dad!

-Jesus Christ...
- What?

I'm just gonna, uh... use the rest room.

- Are you kidding me?
-What?

He works for me. I'm his boss.

Yeah, Dad. That's weird.

-Oh give me a break.
-It's totally inappropriate.

I just think that Emily should have
a father figure in her life.

Dad...

Hey, Paul,
let me give you a lift to the ferry!

- No!
-I'm gonna take him.

Do you mind keeping
an eye on Emily?

What about those ones?

No, those are too small.

Here, this stuff...
this stuff is like crack to fish.

What's crack?

It's like cocaine,
but you can smoke it.

Now you gotta be patient until you see
some fish...

What about those ones?

Where?

There.

Oh, wow.

Yeah, uh, maybe this wasn't
such a good idea--

What's wrong with them?

You know what? Why don't we go try
to catch some frogs in the marsh?

Okay.

Well, I guess that's the last coworker
of mine you'll ever meet.

Dad?

Dad, I think it's full.

Huh? Oh.

Can I get ya something?

You okay?

You bet.

Hey, what's going on with Dad?

What do you mean?

I just caught him drifting off,
all spaced out.

He's fine.

It was weird.

I'm taking care of him, Audry.

I'm not accusing you of anything,
I'm just--

He's getting older.

You might notice that
if you came by a little more often.

Okay. Sorry.
Didn't mean anything by it.

Dad's good.

You brush your teeth?

Yeah.

If you need me,
I'm right down the hall, okay?

Okay.

And if you get cold you have a sweater
in your backpack...

Wait!

What's this?

Nothing.

Where did you get this?

Uncle Harry said I could keep him.

Oh, he did, did he?

Don't you think this frog
is gonna miss his family?

Uncle Harry said you take animals
from the water all the time.

That's different.
Most of them go back in the ocean.

But not all of them.

Almost.

Some of them die.

Are you thinking about the fish we saw
on the beach?

I know it's confusing.

But most of the fish
we take out of the water

we put right back in
just a few days later.

We're learning about them.

We're studying them
so we can get to know them better.

So we can help them better.

But how are you helping them
if some of them end up dead?

I know it sounds mean and scary...

but by taking some brave fish
out of the water and learning about them,

we can eventually help
all the other fish.

It's a good thing we're doing.

I just want to learn about him.

We'll see.

Hey, what's going on?

I think she had a nightmare.

Hey, are you okay?

What happened?

You okay, sweetheart?

Maybe she had a nightmare...
she fell out of bed?

Is she okay?

What the hell was that?

She probably had a nightmare.
She woke up in a strange place--

No, no, something's wrong with Dad.

What was he doing in there?

What do you think happened?

I don't know, but he really scared her.

How much did he drink tonight?

He didn't do anything.

Listen, we're gonna take the first
ferry out tomorrow morning.

Audry, you're overreacting.
She had a nightmare. It's not a big deal.

It doesn't make sense for her to be here

while I work anyway,
so we're just gonna go.

It'll kill him if you take off
first thing.

Just stay for breakfast, okay?

He's not some monster.

Mom?

Yeah, I'm coming, Em...

See you in the morning.

What are you doing?

We're heading out.

Audry, stay for breakfast.

The ferry leaves at eight, if we
miss it, the next one's not 'til noon.

How'd he take it?

He's not up yet.

He's not?

His door's still shut.

Shit.

-What?
-He's gone.

Lynch house to the Patty M.
Do you copy?

He was hammered last night,
he's gonna get himself killed out there.

Lynch house to the Patty M.
Do you copy? Over.

He's not responding.

Sometimes he goes out
in the morning to fish.

I saw him leave last night.

Are you sure it was last night?

It was dark out.

He's over there!

Where?

Down by West Beach!

Dad?

- Dad!
-Dad, you okay? Shit.

Is he down there?

The place is fucking ransacked!

The fuck is that noise?

Radio's shot.

Jesus Christ,
what the hell happened to him?

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

Man overboard, and missing.

Our position is 41.12 North.

71.52 West.

It's a 22 foot...

I think we got everything we need, guys.

You know,
if he was wearing a life jacket,

there's a chance the Coast Guard
will find him...

but it's important to be prepared
for the worst.

This time of year,
someone your dad's age...

every hour that goes by,
the odds get worse.

That's it?

It's in the Coast Guard's hands,
we'll keep you up to speed.

Wait, so no one's coming
from the mainland

to take crime scene photos
or take evidence, or...

anything like that?

It's not really necessary in this case.

There's no reason to believe
there was foul play.

Are you kidding?

Harry... if he had a few drinks,
hit a little rough water--

He wasn't drunk.

Even sober, big enough waves--

-Are you fucking kidding me?
-Harry.

The place was ransacked.
Somebody did this.

Nothing was taken. His poles
are still here, that new radio...

The radio's busted.

Not when we checked.

We're doing all we can, Harry,
I promise.

But I know your dad.

This isn't the first time he had
an accident drinking on his boat alone.

I'm sorry, guys.
I really am.

Tom was a good guy.

They'll keep searching 'til morning.

This island ain't made of
of fuckin' saints, ya know that?

Stop it. We're not going to get anywhere
with you flying off the handle.

They don't even give a shit, Audry.
They're not going to do anything.

They're glorified beach patrol.

You okay?

I don't know.

They searched the whole coast
and he's not out there...

How's Harry taking it?

He thinks someone attacked him.

I think it's just how he copes
with something overwhelming.

He wanted to sue the hospital
when my mom died.

She smoked two packs a day,
got lung cancer,

and Harry wanted to sue
her doctor.

He gets paranoid.

He just refuses to believe
the most obvious, simple answer is right.

My dad drank too much...

and it finally caught up to him.

Hey, Harry!
I brought you food.

Look at this.

You've gotta hit someone pretty hard
to break one of these.

It just doesn't make any sense.

We gotta hire a private investigator.

We gotta get divers out there
to check out the area.

-Something happened to him.
-What do you expect to find?

It's been almost 24 hours...
I know it's hard--

No.

I'm not giving up on him.

Don't do this to yourself.

What are you doing here?

Figured I could come help.

No, you don't have to do that.

It's a good distraction.

How's Emily doing?

She's confused.

I don't think she really gets it.

Yeah...

Your brother stopped by the office
this morning, he seemed pretty out of it.

Harry? Why?

He wanted to borrow some gear.

What gear?

Scuba equipment?

Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

It's been 36 hours.

I mean, if the Coast Guard can't find him,
what's Harry gonna do?

Ah, fuck!

What's up?

Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

I'm worried about you.

Audry, I'm fine.

Jen's coming in a few days.

Why? She hasn't even seen Dad
in like two years.

She wants to help.

She thinks we need to start getting
Dad's affairs in order.

Give me a fucking break.

I'm sorry, Harry.
I'm upset too.

But we've got to work on the next steps.

We can't be going crazy, or...

I don't know...

I just don't want to see you go off
the deep end again.

We don't even know what happened yet.

I'm not gonna bury
an empty box.

We're ready for you.

That's him.

Do you need a minute alone?

How did this happen?

We're still figuring that out.

- We don't need to do this now.
- No, I want to know.

All the bruises and shit on his face...
what did that to him?

There is some head trauma...

and lacerations on his face and body,

which could have been caused by rocks
in the water. It's hard to say.

What do you mean, "hard to say"?

Head trauma can be pretty tricky.

The head often times gets bumped around
in the water

and bleeds whether or not
the person is, um...

alive or dead.

So, uh... rocks?

He just--
He bumped into some rocks?

There's no way of knowing, really.

Hey, man.

It's really fucked up what happened
to your dad.

-I can't believe...
-I really don't wanna talk about it.

Hey, you should talk to Dale.
He knows what's going on--

-I don't want to talk to Dale.
-No, hey, Dale! Dale!

- Huh?
-Fuck...

Hey, Harry!
Hold on. Thank you.

Hey, Harry, hold on.
Stay right there. Hold on.

I gotta talk to you about something.
Hold on.

Hey, I've gotta get out of here, man.

I owe you that fifty bucks...

Hey, Harry, I've gotta talk to you about
something real quick.

Ah, shit, Dale, you know,
I'm just on my way out.

No, It's about your dad,
I think I'm on to something.

Hey, can I get a ride? Fuck.

How you holding up?

Not great.

Lot of strange activity lately, man.

You hear about all them dead fish?

Mm-hmm.

What about Andy Gould's catch
a few weeks back?

Dead fish?

Birds... couple dozen of them.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Same thing happened in Arkansas
about three years ago.

Five thousand birds dropped
out of the sky, dead.

Nobody knew what happened to 'em.

Where'd you read this?

You wanna know the weirdest thing?

Apparently they died before they
hit the ground.

Like there was some kind of physical
trauma in the air.

-Where did you read this shit?
-It happened!

In The Journal, Times,

about a billion websites, man.
Look it up! Shit.

It's happening all over.

Not just Arkansas,
not just here either.

Sweden, Norway, Germany, Brazil...

Did your buddy report those dead birds?

To who? The government?

Risk getting put on some fuckin' list
for the rest of his life?

Are you kidding me?

It's probably the government that's doing
this shit anyway.

You and I should sit down
sometime and talk. Honestly.

It's all connected.

Dead birds in the water.
Dead fish in the water.

Your dad in the water.

Talk soon.

Ugh...

I think we should give
Harry the house...

Jesus, Audry. He can move.

Seriously. He can get a one bedroom
apartment in Cranston for 800 bucks.

He's not going to know anyone.

You think he knows anyone here?

He knew Dad. Period.

It's all millionaires during the summer,

yokels and crazy people
all year round.

What's he going to do
on the mainland?

Flip burgers, mop floors.
What's he going to do here?

Would you rather him spend the winter
rattling around Dad's house

and drinking himself to death?

Harry's an adult, and has to
start acting like one.

- Hey, Har...
-Hi.

How you holding up?

So... how are plans coming along?

We're gonna do the collation
at McCabe's...

I'm sure Dad would be buried there
if they let him.

They don't have a kitchen, so...

one of us will have to go to the store
and pick up some food.

I wouldn't be surprised
if half the island shows up.

Man, I'm gonna need a stiff drink
after that...

You know, we're not all crazy around here.

What?

I-- I know that.

I'm so sorry.

- You must be Harry.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I work with Jen.

Okay.

She said you worked
with your dad,

-you two must have--
-I have to go.

How you holding up?

I'm going out of my mind.

I gotta make small talk with a bunch of
fucking people I don't even know.

Make them feel better because they met
my dad a couple times.

He's my fucking dad.

Who the fuck are these people?

Why the closed casket?

Wasn't my decision.

Yeah, so the mortician was telling me
that your dad came in

and he wasn't
looking all right?

Like something might've happened to him
out there...

Either way... sorry for your loss, man.

What can I get for you?

Do you have any platters?

What'd you have in mind?

Uh... ham? Cheese?

Give me a sec.

How much ham do you want?

Sir?

How much do you want?

All of it.

What are you feeding? The whole orphanage?

Hey. Hey!

Hey, buddy! Where are you going?

You've got to pay for that.

What the hell, man?

Come on.

What's your problem?

I'm sorry.

Where are you going?
You can't just leave this here.

Come on. Are you kidding me?
Hey...

Hey!

Where are you going?

Hey.

What's going on? Where's the food?

-I don't have it.
-Are you kidding me?

You got any Advil back there?

Headache?

I don't know, something like that.

Can I get a shot with it?

Can I get another one?

Where's the food?
People are starving.

He didn't get it.

I don't know what the hell is going on
with him.

He acts like he's the only person
who's affected here.

Nobody had no reason to hurt him.
I mean, it was just a freak accident.

No reason?
He's got that big ole house with the view.

It's got to be worth at least a couple
million these days.

You're telling me Harry had nothing to
gain from this?

That's right, I'm talking about you,
you piece of shit.

What are you saying?

What's it like living in that house
all by yourself?

Why don't you
shut your fucking mouth, Steve.

Your pa gave you everything, and you throw
him in the water like a fucking stone.

What's going on?

Get the fuck off of me!

You calm?

-Come on, Harry.
- Yeah.

All right.

Steve wanted to press charges,
but I talked to him.

Oh, come on.
You should've heard that old shit--

All right, Harry. It's settled.

Now, you've gotta call Ned
and apologize.

You nearly
broke the guy's nose.

Fine.

Your sister's out front.

Which one?

The nice one.

Couldn't find an ashtray?

Be good!

It's not my fault.

-It was Dad's funeral, Harry.
-He started it.

It was Dad's funeral.

I'm sorry.

Meredith Gibson invited us over
for dinner tonight.

Okay.

You can come,
but you have to behave yourself.

-Oh, give me a break, Audry.
-Jen didn't even want you to be there.

Then I won't fucking go.

I don't blame her.

She's upset.

Steve accused me of killing Dad.

What?

He said I wanted the house.

He said that?

Some guys deserve a black eye
every once in a while.

Jesus...

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.

What the fuck, Harry?

What's going on?

The place is a mess,
how much did you drink last night?

I didn't.

Most people throw their beer bottles
in the trash...

-I didn't fucking do anything!
-...not smash it on the floor.

This was Mom and Dad's house, okay?
It's not a dump!

When is she going back to New York?

Tonight.

Thank Christ.

She gets to be pissed off
when you pull shit like this.

Yeah, okay.

Ya know, before Mom died,

she told me she spent her whole life
trying to help us get along.

She begged me not to let it all
fall apart after she was gone.

Stop picking fights with Jen.

Woah.

Hey, guys! Over here!

There's like thirty of 'em.

All their heads
were, like, smashed in.

Jeez.

Your grandpa let your Uncle Harry
get away with anything.

When I was having a bad day at school,

he'd come and he'd take me out,
Grandma had no clue.

Don't get any ideas...

Uncle Harry's lucky
he was the favorite.

Grandpa never did that
with me.

You would've ratted him out.

Where would you go?

We would just jump on the boat

and cruise around the coast.

Sometimes we'd go exploring.

Sakonnet, Nantucket...

Hey, we should get going if you're gonna
make that ferry.

-Okay.
-You need a lift?

-I can take her.
-I don't mind.

Um... okay.

Listen, I, uh...

I'm sorry that things
have been...

weird or whatever between us.

I just... I haven't been myself.

He was my best friend, ya know?

And, uh, I didn't
have many friends growing up,

I don't have many now.

So he was all I had.

I'm sorry too.

But we all just want what's best for you.

Yeah.

Especially Audry...

Don't take advantage of her, okay?

She's got her own kid
to worry about.

Yeah, you should probably get going.

I love you, Harry.

It's just...
It's time to take control of your life.

Take care of yourself.

See you soon?

Yeah, I'll see you at the next funeral.

Hey.

Hey!

Deer.

Deer.

Deer.

Deer.

Deer.

Deer.

Yeah?

You want to tell me what happened
to your truck?

Hey, what's going on?

Harry's truck's all smashed up.
There's blood on the grille.

Jesus. What'd you hit?

I don't-- A deer.

How many beers did you have
last night, Harry?

I wasn't drunk.

If I find you tooling around and drinking
in that thing,

I'm going to take you to the ACI myself,
you understand?

I don't care that you're going through a
rough time because your father's dead--

-Okay, take it easy...
-I'm not gonna let you kill someone

-in that truck.
-Loud and clear. Anything else?

You better keep an eye on him.

Why didn't you tell me
you hit a deer, Harry?

I don't remember what happened.

- Were you drunk?
-No.

- Harry.
-No...

I wasn't.

I don't know what the fuck
is happening to me.

Tell me what's going on.

It's all my fault.
It's all my fucking fault.

He was losing his mind.

I don't know if it was dementia.

I don't know if he was just going
fucking crazy or what,

but he'd be so confused,
he'd just black out.

And then I tried to get him to go
to the doctor, but he wouldn't do it.

And then he wouldn't let me
tell anybody.

It's okay, Harry.
It's not your fault.

Audry, nobody knew.

And then he gets on the fucking boat and
he drowns.

So, yeah. I should've done something.
I should've told somebody.

Stop... stop.

It's happening to me, Audry.

I'm blacking out.

I'm getting confused.

I lose minutes,
I lose hours...

Are you forgetting things?

I was driving home last night,
and I see this fucking deer...

and then I wake up and I'm on the boat,
in the middle of the fucking sound.

You're sleepwalking.

I'm scared.

I need you to memorize these three words:

potato, dumpling, porcupine.

What?

Potato, dumpling, porcupine.

Can you memorize those?

What am I four years old?

Just keep those in your head.

Now, draw a clock inside the circle.

Okay.

That's very good.

Yeah, well, I'm not an idiot, so...

Can you repeat those three words for me?

Is this a test to see if I'm crazy?

It's a little tight in here.

Hold still please.

Hey! Get me out of here!

Hey, get me the fuck out of here!
Get me out of here!

Get me out of here!

Are you all right?

Have you calmed down?

It was like being microwaved
in a coffin in there.

It says here that you've
been getting headaches?

Did you get them in the MRI?

I couldn't even think.

You live near the west bank
of Block Island, right?

Near that new wind farm?

Yeah.

I'd like you to talk to a friend of mine.

He had similar issues a few years back.

Headaches, fatigue, memory deficits...

And what was wrong with him?

It's rare, but I believe that he had
electromagnetic hypersensitivity...

It means that your body doesn't
respond well to electronic waves.

That they affect your brain.
Make you feel sick...

Okay, how do you cure it?

Well, there's not much known about it now,

but my friend was able to get relief
by getting rid of all of his electronics

and moving to an area
near West Greenwich.

It's a sort of an electromagnetic
dead zone.

Uh, yeah, I'm not moving to South County.

I think it'd be a good idea
for you to write to him

-and see if he has anything to say.
-Oh.

-There's a chance that relocating--
-Well, you can forget it.

Because, I'm not moving.

They could take down their goddamn
turbines, I-- I was here first.

Can I get his information?

His phone number or something?

He doesn't have a phone.
That's the thing...

Right.

I can give you his address if you'd like
to write him a letter.

In the meantime, here's a prescription
for something mild.

This should help him
with his anxiety.

But no more drinking.

Easier said than done.

He's got to find a better way to cope.

Is that it?

I hope she didn't drive you
too crazy.

No, no, she was easy.
Where's Harry?

I don't know. It didn't go great.

He went on a drive
to clear his head.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

No.

I don't know.

I don't know what
I'm supposed to do right now.

You know, I can stay...

if you're, you know,
worried about him, or if you're...

afraid he might do something.

He's not dangerous.

He just seems a little... unstable.

He's my brother, Paul.
He's not violent.

People change, Audry.

Not like that.

I don't know, something traumatic
happens, and it can be like...

the flip of a switch. You know?
Some underlying condition surfaces.

Look, I'm just saying, you don't have to
do everything yourself, okay?

Maybe it's time you consider
some serious help.

Like what?

Like, I don't know, they have
some really good programs at Madison.

I'm not sending him
to a mental institution.

Okay, Audry, it's not some kind of
insane asylum, okay?

It's just full-time care

by people that are trained
to deal with someone like him...

Is Uncle Harry crazy?

I don't know.

Hello?

Is someone in there?

Hello?

Hey, is somebody in there?

Harry?

What are you doing out here?

Is this your stuff?

Yeah.

Hygrometers, barometers, a Geiger counter,
EMF reader, you name it, I got it.

Is this the spot
where those birds dropped?

Yeah. Somebody's got to keep an eye
on this place.

You find anything?

Lotta strange data.
It's too soon to speculate though.

What are you doing out here?

I don't know.

Something's wrong with me.

What do you mean?

They got me going to all these doctors
and all this bullshit.

But something's wrong.

Something with the island.
You know it. I know it. I just...

I want to get to the bottom of it.

Come with me.

This place has always been a hotbed
of activity, but this is new, man.

I'm glad you're finally involved
in all this.

I've been keeping tabs on this island
since I was a fucking teenager, man.

Government testing...

Paranormal activity,
interdimensional communications,

you name it,
it's in that fucking file.

Here look at this, just some light
reading for you.

What is all this?

"This" are printouts of every website
that I could find...

about paranormal activity

before the government could get
their hands on it and redact it.

Right.

Weird world outside of this garage.

Are you ready for the truth?

Fucking crazy person.

I just bought a six pack.

You gotta go easy on the alcohol, Harry.

-Dr. Koch said--
-I'm going to McCabe's.

Harry.

What?

Just go to bed, watch a movie
or something.

You'll feel better.

What do you want?

Dog.

Dog.

Dog--

Dog.

Dog.

Dog.

Dog.

Dog.

I can't keep doing this.

Shit is everywhere.

It rained last night,
Harry, everything out there is ruined.

I'm sorry.

Did you blackout?

Do you even remember
what happened?

I tried to make it stop.

The Petersons' dog went missing
last night.

Did you have something to do with that?

I didn't do it.

Are you sure?

Emily's eaten.
She knows how to set up her bed.

Just make sure Harry doesn't
burn the place down.

Wait, where are you going?

I need answers. I can't wait two weeks
to get some letter back from this guy.

That's crazy, Audry, you don't even know
this guy. Just give him a call.

-He doesn't have a phone.
-Then I'll go.

No. Paul, I just need you to trust me
on this, okay?

I need to be the one
asking the questions.

Listen, just let me go for you.

I don't want to see you get hurt
by some crazy guy living in the woods.

You mean too much to me, okay?

I can't have this conversation right now.

-Audry.
-Listen, if you want to help,

keep an eye on Emily.

I've got to do this myself.

Okay.

I'll be back. Last ferry.

Can I help you?

Are you Kurt?

Who are you?

I'm Audry.
Dr. Koch gave me your information.

I was hoping to ask you
some questions.

Take that off.

I'm sorry, what?

Your watch.
Is that a cell phone in your purse?

Yeah.

Put it in your car.

Now!

Okay.

You coming?

Yep.

Walking in here with a cell phone is like
walking in here with a grenade.

Don't you get it?

I'm sorry, I should've realized.

How's Annie?

Dr. Koch? She's good.

She still in Boston?

Providence.

I think my brother might be suffering
from your same affliction.

-Electromagnetic--
-I ain't got that.

No?

I got a problem with electronics though,
that's for sure.

I'm just trying to get a better
understanding--

You want something stiffer than this?

I'm okay.

Come on.

It ain't often I get company
out here.

Listen...

I'm sorry if your brother is getting...

headaches and stuff from his cell phone
or whatever, but...

-that ain't what I got.
-It's not just headaches.

He's been having blackouts.

He's been doing strange things.

Loses track of time.

When did all this start?

All right...

My niece loves this one, Em.
I think you're gonna like it.

I'll be in my... room.

Well, it's not that bad, I promise.

I just-- I just wanna shut my eyes.

Come on, man... give it a shot.

Yeah, watch it with us.

Where does he end up?

-What do you mean?
-Is he drawn somewhere specifically?

-I really don't know.
-What does he do during his blackouts?

I don't know, he makes a mess,
trashes the place--

What does he take?
Animals? Food?

I'm not following you.

You've gotta get him away from there.

They start small. Monitoring what we eat,
what we interact with.

Pretty soon they want more.

Pretty soon someone's gonna
end up hurt.

Come on, this DVD's brand new.

Shit.

What's wrong?

I don't know, might be
like a scratched disk or something.

Girl.

Girl.

They're communicating with him.

They make you hallucinate,
see stuff that ain't there.

Force your hand.

Don't you understand?
He's their vessel now.

Who?

Them.

Okay...

-I should get going.
-No, they want something.

What do they want?

Girl.

Girl.

Girl.

-Girl.
-What's wrong, Uncle Harry?

Girl.

-Girl.
-What's going on?

-I gotta leave.
-Girl.

Hey, hey! Harry. Come on, man!
You should really stay. You--

Harry!

Listen to me!
It's only gonna get worse.

One day I catch myself bringing my cat
to a rendezvous.

The next I've got a goddamn homeless
lady in the back of my fucking seat!

-Let go of me.
-They wanna know what makes us tick, lady.

They're going to rip you apart and
staple you back together again.

No! You've gotta get your brother out
of there before he hurts somebody!

Somebody's going to end up dead!
You hear me?

Girl.

-No, no, no, no, no, no!
- Girl.

Girl.

He just took off.

I don't know, I didn't want
to leave Emily to go after him.

I'm really, really sorry.

Wait, what?

What happened?

Jesus, Audry,
I knew I should've gone with you.

Did you call the police?

No, no, I'm okay.
I'm on my way back.

I just don't know what she was doing
sending me there, he's insane.

The ferry doesn't leave for a while,
so, I'm gonna be late.

Thanks for taking care of her.

Are you all right?

Oh, my God.

Hey!

Emily?

Paul?

Paul!

Paul, where's Emily?

Emily!

Emily!

Harry, what are you doing?

Mom!

Emily!

Harry, turn this boat around.

Harry.

Harry!

Harry, you've gotta stop--

Mayday, mayday, mayday,
this is the Patty M.

Harry...

Harry, no!

Mom!

Harry, stop!

Harry, please!

Harry, stop!

Mom, what's happening?

Mom!

Mom!

Emily!

-It's gonna be okay.

Mom!

Mom!

Emily?

It's okay, come here.

Come on...

You're okay. It's okay.

You're okay.

It's gonna be okay.

I know it's confusing.

But most of the fish we take out
of the water

we put right back in
just a few days later.

We're learning about them.

We're studying them
so we can get to know them better.

So we can help them better.

I know it sounds mean and scary...

but by taking some brave fish out
of the water and learning about them...

we can eventually help all the other fish.

It's a good thing we're doing.