Transference (2020) - full transcript

- [Josh] I don't
know where to start.

(children chattering)

I do know you wouldn't
be proud of me,

but I need you to
know that I tried.

(intercom rings)

- [Nurse] Paging Dr. Grant,

Dr. Grant, please
report to the ER,

Dr. Grant to the ER.

- I didn't wanna be
in this situation.

I didn't pick it.

I mean, I just
did what I, I did,



doesn't make it wrong.

Sometimes, we make decisions

that people don't understand,
(Josh yells)

because they weren't there.

I didn't wanna be
in this situation.

(Josh yells)
I didn't pick it.

That's what they all say,

'cause no one can
be bothered to help.

Why don't you have any money?

I bet you do.

I bet you do, and you just
don't care if I die, right?

- Please, ma'am.

Can you just stop?

Can you just not talk so loud?



(solemn music)

- I've been here for so long,

and no one cares
about me (laughs).

(dramatic music)

Walking back and forth,

I didn't pick this.

I mean, I just did
what I had to do.

Doesn't make it wrong, right?
(electricity crackling)

People don't understand,
because they weren't there,

because none of
us gets a do over,

no point talkin' about it.

- What are you doing?

- It's just what is.

- What are you doing?

What are you doing, stop!

Nurse, nurse!

Please, ma'am.

Stop, stop.

(eerie music)

Stop.

(intercom beeps)

- [Announcer] This
is a code blue.

This is a code blue.

- I'll never be normal.

- Nurse, nurse! They're
bleeding! (echoes)

Nurse, nurse!
- Code blue, code blue.

- [Woman] I'll never be normal.

(people screaming)

I just want it to end.

(electricity crackling)

Make it stop.

(dramatic music)

(bell ringing)

(solemn music)

- I hate that I let you down.

But then again, you're
not here, are you?

(dramatic music)

(chains clinking)

- [Mason] I'm sorry,
Father, for I have sinned.

I have laid my hands
on a man of cloth.

But why should I confess to you?

Why not talk to God myself

and cut out the middleman?

- God's (gasps), God's people,

when they were wandering
through the desert,

asked the same question (gasps).

But when God spoke to
him, they were so afraid,

so they asked Moses to
speak on their behalf.

Most people don't
want to hear from God.

They don't like
what he has to say.

- [Mason] Oh, I'm not
here to talk to God.

I've come to talk to you.

You've tried so
hard to protect them

but I have searched

for a very long time.

What was that they used

to call them?

Freaks?

Demons?

Possessed?

- Who are you?

(priest gasps)

- [Mason] I'm just a
man searching for truth.

- I don't see a man.

I see an angry boy
hiding in a mask.

(Mason grunts)
(knife clinks)

(somber music)

(priest gasping)

(Mason grunts)

- [Mason] Who will
protect them now?

(clock ticking)

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(door thuds)

- [Josh] How you doing, Emma?

- I did it again.

- [Josh] Yeah, I know.

- [Emma] Josh?

- Yeah.

- I can't do this,

this place, these
walls, this food.

I want to go home.

- I know you do.

I know this is hard,

(tone whining)
but you need to trust me.

This is what we
need to do for now.

I'm trying to pull some--

(electricity crackling)
(ground rumbling)

- [Emma] He's lying to you.

He's lying to you.

- This isn't forever.
- You don't want to be there.

No.

- It's just for a season.
- He's lying.

No.

(gasps) I wanna go home.

- [Josh] Emma, Emma, you
need to stay in control.

(Emma sobbing)

- [Emma] Please stay, I can't.

- Don't lose control.
- I can do better.

- [Josh] Emma, Emma.

- [Emma] I can do better!

- Please, Emma.

Please just trust me, I
need you to stay calm.

Emma--
- I can do better.

- I need you, I need
you to stay calm, Emma.

Stay in control, Emma.

Emma, Emma.
- I can do better!

I can do better.
- Listen to me, Emma,

I need you to stay calm.

- I can do better.

(cup clatters)

I can do better.
- Emma, please.

- I can do better.

Please, Josh (sobbing), please.

(Emma sobbing)
(dramatic music)

(Emma panting)

(clock ticking)

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(door thuds)

- Let's get you
back to your bed.

(Emma panting)

(somber music)

- I'm out of black paint.

- I'll get you some more.

- I didn't mean to break it.

- It's okay.

I'll fix it.

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(door thuds)

- I told you.

She's getting worse.

I doubled her dosage.

It's what's causing
the nosebleeds.

- Did you notice she's
out of black paint?

- What?

- If you didn't even notice
she's out of black paint,

that makes me wonder
what else you're missing.

If something so
simple can get by you,

how can I trust you
to help my sister?

- I can't, okay?

That's what I'm
trying to tell you.

I'm trying to, but I can't.

(Doug sighs)

Listen, this was
only supposed to be

for a couple of weeks,
and I've done everything.

There's someone I
want you to meet.

He's a specialist.

I think he can help.
- No.

No, no, you stick to the plan.

You keep her safe.

You find a new
drug to sedate her,

and you fix her, all right.

I'm not letting anyone
mess with her head.

(electricity crackling)

When people find
out what she can do,

they're not interested
in helping her.

So do your job and get
her some new paint.

(solemn music)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

Do you believe in angels?

(gentle music)

- Yes, I do.

- Then you believe
in demons too.

- I don't believe your
sister's possessed.

- I've heard people talking.

(voice whispering)

- I've never seen a demon,
but I believe they exist.

I also believe
people use that word

to describe things they don't
understand or are afraid of.

- My dad told me I
needed to protect her.

- I'm so sorry.

Things are gonna be really
difficult, from now on,

but you'll have each other.

That means more
than you realize.

Your dad left her in good hands.

Let's go.

(solemn music)

- [Josh] I'll be the first to
admit I have an anger issue.

(fists thudding)

I can't remember what it's
like to not feel this way,

to live a normal life,
worry about normal things.

They say that the first
step is acknowledging

you have a problem
and then owning it.

Right, well, here's the thing.

It's not entirely my fault.

(solemn music)

(fist thuds)

(static hissing)

(object clacking)
(suspenseful music)

(voice whispering)

¶ This little light of mine ¶

¶ I'm gonna let it shine ¶

(voice whispering)

- [Emma] You can't
hide her forever, Josh.

Somebody is going to
come looking for her,

and then it will be too late.

(knife clinks)

(Josh gasping)

And then it will be too late,

- [Josh] It's getting worse.

I can't tell what's
real anymore.

It's not just in my dreams.

It's like, like I'm
living a nightmare.

(gentle music)

(bird squawks)

(engine rumbles)

(car door thuds)

- You know, Josh, we're
gonna need some more.

It's not for me.

I have to pay some colleagues
to unsee some stuff.

- You understand this
isn't easy to come by.

- They think I'm trying
to make a quick buck,

and they want in.

- Fine, just let 'em think that.

- Okay, good.

- When are you done?

- Soon, a couple of
hours, two hours?

Yeah, two hours.

Are you going to see her?

She had a rough
night, last night.

(motorcycle revs)

- [Josh] You said Dad
left her in good hands.

I doubt you'd still say that.

I wanna change it.

I try to change it.

But it still stays the same,

over and over and over.

- Uh, do you have any change?

I forgot money for the dryer.

- Oh, sorry, I don't
have any cash on me.

- We're in a laundromat.

You can't do your laundry if
you don't have any change.

You know what?

Forget it.

(door squeaks)

(door clacks)

- Hey, hey, hey, hey,
I got some change.

Now the question is, though,

what are you willing
to do for it?

I guess you used
up all your tips.

That right?

Hey, ah, ow!

You used to be gentle.

Hey, I was just trying to
talk to you, sweetheart.

I miss you, you know.

Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, just calm down.

(motorcycle revs)

(ominous music)

Don't test me, now give me --

Give me the basket, come on.

- Let go.
- No, you --

- [Josh] I think you
should leave her alone.

- Just ignore it.

That voice inside your
head that's telling you

to be a hero is
gonna get you hurt.

- You okay?

- She's fine.

Now why don't you turn
around and get outta here

before you wake up
in a hospital bed.

- It would've been a lot
simpler if I'd just listened.

Let's just say things
got off to a rough start.

(Derek grunts)

- (laughs) You weren't
ready for that one.

Try again.

(Derek grunts)
- Derek!

- You stay outta this.

- Come on.
(Derek grunting)

- Stop it!

- Come on!

Come on!
(Derek yells)

Is that all you got?

Come on, come on, hit me!

Hit me!

(tone whining)

- Give her back the bunny now!

Give her back the bunny now!

- Hit me!

(Derek yells)

Is that all you got?
- It's cool, man.

- [Priest] I don't believe
your sister's possessed.

- [Derek] Something's
wrong with you, man.

Come on!

- [Man] Give her
back the bunny now!

(intense music)

(dramatic music)

- I wish it wasn't a dream.

I wish...

Like I said, you
wouldn't be proud of me.

(pager buzzing)
(solemn music)

(birds twittering)

- How long have you been
from, um, around here?

- Too long.

(pager buzzing)

Shit.

Is she okay?

- No.

I found her passed out in there,

at like four in the morning.

I don't have answers.

But she thinks you've
abandoned her here.

- She thinks I've
abandoned her, or do you?

Everything I do is for her.

Every choice I make,
every sacrifice,

I make it to protect her.

So what else do
you want me to do?

- Get her real help, Josh.

Okay, talk to someone
who knows her condition.

- No, no, no, we have
been through this.

- Yes, we, yes, we've
been through this.

But that doesn't change the fact

that these are not the answers.

(syringes clatter)

Okay, this isn't the solution.

(syringe clatters)

Listen, I know a guy--

- No.
- And he's--

- Not with my sister.

- Josh, what your sister
needs is for you--

- No, no, what she
needs is for me

to protect her, all right?

So I'll make this clear.

I don't want anyone
poking around in her head.

- Stop it.

Okay.

(Doug coughs)

You have one week.

- [Josh] What?

- She's having an episode
almost every day now,

and I've run out of options.

- No, I pay you to
do whatever you can--

- No, no, you're
paying me to hide her.

And I'm not gonna
sit around anymore

and watch her die, because
you're too stubborn

or too afraid to
do what's right.

Now you either get her
the help that she needs,

or you find another
place to bury her.

- And what's that
supposed to mean?

- We always hurt the
ones that we love, Josh.

And you love your sister a lot.

(solemn music)

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(charcoal scratching)

(clock ticking)

- I asked him not to tell you.

- Yeah, I know.

- Thanks.

- How'd you sleep?

- Why don't you want to
talk to another doctor?

We can trust Doug, right?

He's family.

- It's not that simple, Em.

We have to be
careful, even in here.

(both sigh)

Do you remember when
we were little kids?

And we read Dad's story
about the paratroopers?

And I took one of my bedsheets,
and I made a parachute,

and I climbed the tallest
tree in our forest,

and I jumped out of it.

I felt like I hit every
branch on the way down.

- I remember.

- And you dragged
me out of the forest

in your old, squeaky red
wagon, took me to see Dad.

- You're lucky I was
there to save you.

- And the worst part
was I tried it again,

a couple of weeks later.

(Emma laughs)

Just me and you, Em.

- What happened?

(tense music)

- Oh, it's nothing, just
some guy at the bar.

- You're not fighting
again, are you?

- No

I promise.

(dramatic music)

Yeah, I lied.

But I have to pay
for this somehow.

And the truth is I like it.

This is the one place in my
life that I have control.

- Come on!

(strikes thudding)

(suspenseful music)

- Come on, Josh.

(Emma whispering)

(big fighter grunts)
(Josh thuds)

(solemn music)

(strikes thudding)
(big fighter grunting)

You're a liar.

You lied to me.

You're a liar, Josh.

You're a liar.

(dramatic music)

What are you doing, Josh?

You know, I thought
I could trust you,

just you and me,

but look at you.

You're nothing but a liar.

I don't even know you anymore.

(dramatic music)

(Josh grunting)

(punches thudding)

(hands clapping)

(gentle music)

(motorcycle revs)

- You want something?

(tense music)

- [Mason] Where is she?

- What'd you say?

- [Mason] I'd like to
meet your sister, Joshua.

- [Josh] What was that?

- [Mason] She is
very, very dear to me.

- Mention her again!

Mention her!

You have no idea who I am.

- [Mason] You don't know
who I am, who I am, either.

(Josh grunts)

(somber music)

(door creaks)

- We failed her.

- [Emma] You were
here to protect me.

(ominous music)

(Josh groaning)

- [Doug] Jeez, Josh, what
the hell happened to you?

- (sighs) Someone found us.

- [Doug] Who?

- I don't know.

But he's looking for her.

I always thought I
could keep her safe

But now

I'm not so sure.

- What do you want to do?

- I think we need
to call your friend.

- Okay, I'll give him a call.

- If we do this,

(suspenseful music)

we need to do it my way.

(Josh sighs)

- Josh.

What am I?

- You're my sister.

That's all that matters.

- If that's true,
then why am I here?

When you found me
in the bathroom,

I wasn't trying to kill
myself, not really.

I just needed to know
if I was alive or not,

if I was human,
if I would bleed,

or just wake up from a dream.

I don't remember what happens,

but I remember the
faces after it happened,

every single one.

(Josh sighs)

- I'm gonna get you out
of here, Emma, I promise.

I'm gonna get you
home, very soon.

- No more promises, Josh.

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(footsteps clatter)

(Josh sighs)

- Why'd you want to meet here?

- Ah, bodies are heavy to carry.

It's easier to dump them if
they're already at the bridge.

Well, let's go meet the doctor.

You'll need that.

- Josh, I'd like you
to meet Mr. Dunn.

- Joshua, it is a
pleasure to meet you.

- So tell me, Doctor,

how is it you think
you can help my sister?

- Okay, uh, we'll
get right to it then.

Doug here has shared your
sister's case with me.

I think I may be able to help.

- (chuckles) Well, that's
a bit of a problem.

See, she's not the
biggest fan of doctors.

In our experience, they
tend to make things worse.

- Josh, my interest is
in the marginalized,

those who don't fit
into regular society.

Think square pegs, round holes.

We all have our differences,

but some of us have
something more.

Those are the people
who interest me.

They're not just different.

They can, they can do things
that aren't naturally possible.

(tense music)

I guess what I'm trying to
say is some people are capable

of some crazy shit.

From what I've
heard, your sister,

she might be one
of these people.

- And what if she is?

- Then she's probably afraid,

afraid of what she can do.

But I help my patients
understand their abilities,

and in some cases, maybe
even your sister's case,

I can help them to control it.

- All right.

But this is how it's gonna be.

- What does that mean?

(dramatic music)

- You'll have one week.

You'll stay in the building,

and you won't have
access to a phone.

You try to get inside
her head, you're gone.

You try a test
without running it

by me first, you're gone.

(solemn music)

And if you touch
her, you're gone.

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(door clacks)

- Hi.

(clock ticking)

- You here to fix me?

- (sighs) No, I'm, I'm
here to understand you.

- You might not like
what you find, Doctor.

- (chuckles) You don't
need to call me that.

- Isn't that what
you are, a doctor?

- [Malcolm] I'm a specialist.

- What does that mean?

- It means I know
enough to be dangerous.

It's a bad joke.

I'm a bit nervous here.

I'm Malcolm.

We should talk.

(birds twittering)

- Out for a walk?

Care to join me?

I saw a picture in your trailer,

um, old girlfriend?

- (laughs) No,
that is my sister.

- Ah.

(laughs) Do you
still keep in touch?

- A little.

She's not well.

- I'm really sorry.

Is she--

- She's in Trafalgar now.

Look, I appreciate
what you're doing.

It's just, right now, I can't--

- Can't...

I'm just having a
drink with a friend.

(crickets chirping)

(floor squeaks)

(door squeaks)
(door clacks)

Josh.

Hmm.

(floor squeaking)
(suspenseful music)

(footsteps rustling)

- Charming and dark.

(clock ticking)

Emma, I need you to know
that you can trust me.

Years ago, a boy, he
arrived at my office.

He had a, he had a gift too.

He could take the momentum

from things around him, hold it,

redirect it.

At first, it was
arbitrary, destructive.

But then, he, uh, he
learned to control it.

Oh, it was incredible to see.

(suspenseful music)

Emma, that boy, he was broken,

but I was able to help him.

And I believe that I
can do the same for you,

if you'll let me.

- Mine isn't a gift.

You haven't seen
what I could do.

- But I'd like to.

Will you show me, please?

- It doesn't work like that.

- No?

But if it did,

wouldn't that mean there's
nothing wrong with you?

And if there's nothing
wrong with you,

wouldn't that mean you
can leave this place?

(door clangs)

(dramatic music)

(ball clatters)

(clock ticking)

- So what happened to the boy?

- Do you listen to all
of our conversations?

- What happened to the boy?

- I don't know.

He wanted to find
others like him,

give them a place to feel safe.

- A place to be safe?

- You would know about that.

I often wonder if he succeeded.

(tense music)

Say, uh, coffee?

Or just refried beans
and canned fish?

- Yeah, there's a
machine over there.

- Ah, can I?

- Yeah.

- Instant.

That's great.

That's great.
(jar clacks)

- So can you help her?

- Josh, whatever you may
believe about your sister,

she's not sick.

There's a scientific
solution for all of it.

- So what are you saying?

- I'm not interested
in fixing her.

She's special.

She can do extraordinary things.

- So if you're not
interested in fixing her,

what are you interested in?

- Something triggers all of it.

I'm not sure how.

I'm not sure why.

But I figure it all has
to do with the amygdala.

It's the part of the brain

that's responsible
for decision-making.

For the rest of us,
when we face that,

that fight-or-flight situation,

the decision we make,
it, it isn't logical.

It's no different for her.

- I would say it's a
lot different with her.

- Sure, but what she's
capable of isn't the issue.

I mean, if we -- or she --
can just, can just learn

to control that, that
split-second decision...

- So you believe it's possible?

- Yeah, I do.

(suspenseful music)
(footsteps rustling)

(flashlight buzzing)

- [Man] Mighty early
for trespassing.

- I'm sorry.

I was just looking for someone.

- [Man] Are you alone?

I wouldn't recommend
a pretty girl

like you being out here alone.

Nobody could hear you
if you got into trouble.

Who are you looking for?

- Um, just a friend.

He lives back there.

- You mean Joshua?

- Yeah.

- (laughs) Why
didn't you say that?

I haven't seen him for a while.

I only see him when
the rent's due.

- Rent?

- [Landlord] Yeah,
for the property.

- [Amanda] He rents this?

- (laughs) Yeah,
until he buys it,

whenever that is.

He came out here with
his sister (chuckles).

I'm always afraid I'm gonna
find her dead body buried

in the ground somewhere.

Too bad.

She wasn't hard on the eyes.

- She's at Trafalgar.

- Trafalgar.

Crazy runs in the family, too.

The house used to be in
the family, you know.

His grandfather built it.

(laughs) The old geezer
was always ravin'

about government testing
and end-of-the-world stuff.

Rumor is he, uh, he
built a Cold War bunker

and stocked it for the
apocalypse (laughs).

Strange stuff always
happened around them,

after the accident.

Anyway, I, uh, I got
things to deal with.

(ominous music)

Take care of yourself.

(footsteps rustling)

(wood cracking)

(suspenseful music)

- Amanda?

What are you doing out here?

- Uh, yeah, I, um--

- Are you okay?

- Can we get outta here?

- Let's go back inside.

(solemn music)

(eerie music)

(clock ticking)

- The first step is to figure
out what triggers them.

Tell me what happens.

- I don't remember.

I get angry, overwhelmed,

and then I just black out.

- You don't remember
anything else?

(Emma sighs)

Is it always anger?

- I think so.

No.

Sometimes, I'm afraid.

- Will you trust me?

- Yes.

- Do you remember those pyramid
food chains from school?

Millions of blades of
grass from one cow,

hundreds of cows for one human.

We're all blades of
grass to someone.

Alexander the Great, Genghis
Khan, Ramesses the Second,

men who accomplished
great feats only possible

on the backs of the nameless
thousands who served them.

For most of us, our sole
purpose is to serve others,

like the ant.

He works, he
builds, he provides,

not for himself,
but for his queen.

The masses of this
world are designed

to feed the singularities.

- The, the singularities?

- You, Emma, you are here
because you're great,

beyond what most of
us could ever dream.

You are the singularity.

I'm not here by chance.

Over a year ago, I was
called into a hospital.

There had been an incident.

Over 150 people tried
to kill themselves,

at exactly the same time,
in exactly the same way.

My task was to interview
these patients, find out why.

But none of them knew.

None of them could remember.

So I went back and I looked
at those records again,

and I found out one
other interesting
thing from that night.

There was one patient
who went missing,

(suspenseful music)

a girl who was checked
in by her brother

for a drug overdose.

She was suicidal.

And I believe that she tried

to kill herself
again, that night.

Now I also believe
that that girl was you.

Emma (sighs), I
want you to be free.

You are capable of
some incredible things.

- I want to talk to my brother.

- You want to talk
to your brother?

Why?

He doesn't want to talk to you.

- You don't know my brother.

- Do you?

Do you know that he's
been seeing someone?

Oh, you didn't know, did you?

You're in here, rotting,

and he's out there,
moving on with his life.

Seems fair.

- You're lying.

(solemn music)

(ominous music)

- Do you know why
you're here, Emma?

It's because your brother
has given up on you.

He's ashamed of you,
and he's rejected you

by putting you into this hole.

Why do you feel so tied to
him when he finds it so easy

to walk away from you?

- You may need to leave.

- Stop holding out on me!

(Emma grunts)
(hand slaps)

(Emma gasping)
Yeah, yeah.

Show yourself to me.

Stop hiding what makes you
different from everyone else.

- (sobs) Please leave.

(hand slaps)
(Malcolm grunts)

- Come on, there you are.

I know it's in there.

Show yourself to me.

(tense music)

(Emma sobbing)

You know,

if you're just gonna let
them control you like this,

then I guess you're the
freak that they say you are,

and this place, this
is where you belong.

(Malcolm sighs)

(Emma sobbing)

(solemn music)

I'm sorry.

Hey.

I mean, it's just
like you said, right,

that, right now, you're afraid.

You're angry, and
nothing happened.

Nothing triggered you.

You know, everything
I'm doing is for you.

Please, Emma, I need you to
forgive me, please, please.

(Malcolm sighs)

(Emma sobbing)

(door rattles)

(door thuds)
(ax thuds)

- [Emma] Josh, Josh,

(ominous music)
Josh, I don't want to be here.

I don't want to be here,
I don't want to be here.

Help me, Joshua.

Help me.

Help me, Josh.

(dramatic music)

(Emma yells)

(electricity crackling)

(people groaning)

(people chattering)

- [Man] Oh my God.

(Emma sobbing)

- I know what's in there.

- [Man] Give yourself to me.

(Josh panting)

(Josh grunts)

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(door thuds)

(electricity crackling)

Emma.

Emma.

(Emma gasping)

- He said he's sorry.

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

Please don't do anything.

(door thuds)

(strikes thudding)
(Josh grunting)

(Malcolm groans)
- Stop!

No, no!

Please don't, I'm sorry!

(Josh grunting)
(Emma whispering)

(electricity crackling)

(dramatic music)

- Get out!
(Malcolm groans)

- [Malcolm] No, no, no,
it's not what you think.

I need to see it
to understand it.

I need to know.
- No.

- [Malcolm] I need to
know what her trigger is.

- No, you needed to help
her, not make her worse!

- [Malcolm] No, you
can't hide her, Josh.

I'm the only one trying to, ah!

(Malcolm gasping)

No, no!

- Look at me!

If you talk to
anyone about this,

if you try to come
back, and God help me,

if I ever see you again,

(Malcolm gasps)

I will kill you.

(Malcolm sighs)
(Malcolm laughs)

(Malcolm panting)

(engine revs)

I know I messed up.

But I have a plan to fix it.

I'm gonna take one last fight,

and with the money from that,

I'm gonna get Emma
far away from here.

It's never been safe unless
it's just the two of us.

- Hi, can I help you?

- Looking for an Emma Coleman.

- Sorry, Emma who?

- Emma Coleman, um, I'm bringing
something from her brother.

- There's no Emma Coleman.

She's not here.

No, I know every patient
in this facility.

There's no one by that name.

You must be in the wrong place.

- Okay, thank you.

- Yup.

(pager buzzing)

(dramatic music)

(suited fighter grunts)

(solemn music)

(Josh gasping)

(strikes thudding)
(both grunting)

(dramatic music)

(Josh panting)

(both grunting)
(strikes thudding)

(dramatic music)

(suited fighter grunts)

(Josh gasps)
(suited fighter growls)

(both grunting)
(strikes thudding)

(dramatic music)
(energy warbling)

(both grunting)
(strikes thudding)

(suited fighter gasps)

(dramatic music)
(Emma whispering)

(Emma gasps)
(ball clatters)

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(metal clanging)

(Amanda panting)

(static hissing)

(door creaking)

(door thuds)

(Amanda gasping)

(door buzzes)
(lock clangs)

(clock ticking)

(door thuds)

- It's all right.

My name's--
- I know who you are.

- [Amanda] Really?

Your brother told you about me?

- No.

No, he didn't.

(ominous music)

- [Mason] How does it work
between the two of you?

You sister, sister,
the connection?

I have a theory.

Are you angry?

Are you afraid?

(Josh grunting)

You should be.

(Josh grunts)
(Emma gasps)

- Are you--
(Emma gasping)

- [Mason] Does she
feel everything

or just the pain?

(Josh panting)

How does it work?

- You shouldn't be here.

- [Emma] Who are you?

- I'm gonna go get
some help, okay?

- [Emma] What do
you want with her?

(Amanda gasping)

(solemn music)

(electricity crackling)
(Amanda gasping)

I'll kill you.

(fist banging)
(muffled speaking)

(electricity crackling)

- [Mason] When did
it start, it start?

Was it always this
way, always this way?

- [Mason] Does she feel
other people's pain?

(dramatic music)

You can't keep me here, Josh.

- [Mason] How does it work?

(strikes thudding)
(Josh grunting)

(solemn music)

(pager buzzing)

(Josh yells)

- [Mason] Enough!

(Josh gagging)

(Josh gasps)
(door buzzes)

(lock clangs)

- Leave.
(electricity crackling)

- Emma!
(syringe zips)

- No.

- Em.

Emma, I can't breathe.
(Emma grunts)

Let go.

(Emma wheezing)

Em, I can't breathe.

(solemn music)

(doorknob rattles)

(radio warbling)

(static hissing)

(Josh groans)

- No.

(Emma yells)

(explosion roars)

(electricity crackling)
(ominous music)

Give it back!
- Come and get it.

- Josh!
- No way.

- Give it back!

- Come and get it.
- Give it back!

- Joshua, give her
back the bunny now!

Joshua!

- Josh!
- Give her back the bunny!

- Give it back!

- [Dad] Joshua, give
her back the bunny, now!

- Give it back!
(horn honks)

(air bag pops)
(tires squealing)

- Josh.

(Dad groans)

Josh.

(somber music)

(Dad grunting)

Are you okay, buddy?

Hey, hey, look at
me, look at me.

This may not make
sense, right now,

but you and your
sister are connected.

No matter what happens next,

I need you to protect her.

(Josh sobs)

(crickets chirping)

(phone rings)

- [Operator] 911, what
is your emergency?

- Hi, uh, I need help.

- [Operator] Can you
explain your situation?

- Uh, uh, there's a woman here.

I don't know who, she's from
that mental institution,

but she's attacked
several people.

I think she may have
even killed someone.

I heard screaming, and--
- Sir, what is your location?

- Uh, uh, 11 Foxline.
- Sir, are you in danger?

- Emma.

Emma!

Doug.

Doug!

(Doug coughing)

Wait, Amanda!

- Don't touch me!

I'm calling the police.

- No, no, no, you
cannot do that!

They will kill her.

- Who are you?

Who are you, Josh?

You're not normal, and
your sister is not normal!

- All right.

Ever since I was little,
I can take a hit.

- And her?

She almost killed him.

- She's not a bad person.

She just needs help.

That's why she's here.

I need to help her.

She's in here for
her own safety.

- Her safety?
- Yes.

Until I can figure
out how to stop it,

I need you to leave
the cops out of this.

I need you to
forget what you saw.

I need you to trust me.

Just stay here until it's safe.

- Josh, when you find her,

don't bring her back here.

You're lucky.

She could've killed you.

I know what it's
like to want to help.

- No, I don't want
anything to do with them.

- Well, at least stay until--

- I'm not staying.

(suspenseful music)

- [Doug] Hey, wait.

(radio crackling)
(radio chattering)

- [Emma] Did you come

did you come to save me?

Or did you come
to take him away?

- Josh!

(dramatic music)

Josh!

- Amanda, behind me.

- Just you and me, right?

- Always.

- Then who is she?

- Em, don't do this here.

- Why should I care
what they think?

- There's no going
back if you do this.

Emma, they can't
know what you can do.

- What I can do?

Don't pretend you're
any better than me.

- Emma, you need
to listen to me.

- Listen to you?

Trust you?

I've been trusting
you my whole life!

(Josh gasping)

(voice whispering)
And you locked me in a cage.

(Josh gasping)
(voice whispering)

(dramatic music)

(Josh groans)

- This isn't real.

This isn't real.

(door thuds)

- Josh, help me.

(ominous music)

Help me!

(dramatic music)

- [Amanda] Josh.

- Amanda, I'm in here!

No, no!

- Josh, what's happening?

- It's just a dream.

None of this is real.

- How can you be sure?

- None of this is real.

It's Emma.

She's in our head, but
you need to trust me.

(flesh splats)
(tense music)

(Josh gasping)

(hand slapping)
Wake up!

Wake up!

What have you done, Emma?

- You blame me for
Dad's death, don't you?

That's why you locked me up.

- No, you tried
to kill yourself.

I had to.

- But we both know
that's not true.

I have a trigger.

- Emma, I need you to
open this door, right now.

- I don't control my episodes.

You do.

- Emma, I am sorry.

- You're right.

One of us does need
to be locked up.

But who says it needs to be me?

(ominous music)

(Josh gasping)

- It's not real.

It's not real.

None of this is real.

None of this is real.

None of this is real.

(dramatic music)

It's not real.

It's not real.

(Josh gasping)

- The same four walls.

Nothing but empty promises.

I know you tried,

but I can do better.

I'm gonna give you
something better than hope.

Ignorance.

You won't even know
you're not free.

- I'm sorry, Em.

I'm sorry I couldn't do it.

- Do what?

Forgive me?

- No.

Admit that I was a part of it,

this whole time.

I blamed you,
because I couldn't,

I couldn't admit it.

- Admit what?

- You didn't kill Dad.

I did.

(dramatic music)

- So that's it.

You think you can just say sorry

and forget it happened!

It doesn't work like that!

(Emma yelling)

It doesn't work like that!

- Show us your hands!

(tense music)

Show us your hands, do it now!

- Ma'am, put your
hands in the air.

(tense music)
(wind howling)

Ma'am!

- Hold it, or I will shoot!

- Nothing's happened
yet, but if you do this,

we will be on the run for
the rest of our lives.

- You don't have to do this.

I will shoot!

- Emma, there's no going
back if you do this.

- Ma'am, put your
hands behind your head.

Do not take one more step.

- Emma, you need
to listen to me.

No, wait!
(gun bangs)

- No.

No (yells)!

(energy crackles)

(solemn music)

(heartbeat thumping)

(Josh gasping)

Josh?

Josh.
(Josh sighs)

(gun clicks)
- No, no, no, no!

This is not how it ends.

No, you, you were
supposed to kill her.

And he would've been all angry

and would never be able
to forgive you, but oh --

His rage, his rage would've
made you more powerful

than any of us
could ever imagine.

I mean guys, I've been
more than gracious

to all of you, letting you
play your parts, but now,

(ominous music)
(wind whistling)

(Emma whispering)

but now, it's too late.

(tense music)

(Emma whispering)
(energy warbling)

(Malcolm gasping)

- [Emma] Shoot
yourself, yourself.

Shoot yourself.
(Malcolm chuckles)

Shoot yourself.

- No, no!
- Shoot yourself.

Goodbye, Malcolm.

(gun bangs)

- [Josh] (Inaudible)

We've got to cover our tracks,

not let anyone know
that you were here.

(solemn music)

Can't let anyone
know what's happened.

Can't let anyone know.

Get some (mumbles)

(speech drowned out by music)

- If you could go back,
would you change anything?

- Em, you did what
you had to do.

- No, I mean all the way back.

Would you change what happened?

(Josh sighs)

Sometimes we're forced

to make decisions
people won't understand.

It doesn't make us wrong.

It's just what needs to be done.

It's gonna be different
this time, though.

I promise.

It'll be different.

- You're right.

It is gonna be
different, this time.

(solemn music)

- Emma.

Emma!

Emma, we need to go.

(match crackles)

It's better this way.

(fire roars)

(fire crackling)

(crickets chirping)

- Sir, put the gun down, sir.

Sir, please put the gun down.

Put it down.

- I can't.

(solemn music)