Until We Meet Again (2020) - full transcript

For thirty-five years the ghost of EDDIE CONWAY a passionate young pianist has haunted an old house in the Hollywood Hills, unable to move on without completing his piano concerto. Then a pretty Midwestern girl, LISA WAGNER, moves in and disrupt his afterlife. Lisa is also a musician, a young unknown with dreams of her own, and her spirit connects with Eddie's. The girl and the ghost find each other thru music. Lisa and Eddie become fond of each other. Naturally their fondness turns to romance, but they both know it's impossible. They resist the attraction as long as they can. Eventually love overcomes even death, then tragedy strikes.

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ You'll ask yourself why ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ The eyes will cry ♪

♪ And your heart might feel
like it's under attack ♪

♪ But when it's over ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ And you've given
back their things ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ And the fat lady sings ♪



♪ And the credits
start rolling ♪

♪ And the screen goes black ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

♪ Ooh-hoo ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Ooh-hoo ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ And the light have come on ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ And he's really gone ♪

♪ Don't torture yourself ♪

♪ Cut your heart some slack ♪



♪ When it's over ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, girl!

Hey!

Oh my God, you're
finally here.

I've missed you so much.

Me too. Look at you!

How was the drive?

Oh, long.

Oh, I bet.

Wow.

This house is huge!

Oh you like it?

Yes!

Oh my God.

Can you afford this?

Nope.

What's the catch?

No catch.

I found this woman online

and she was looking for a
house sitter, so here I am.

Shut up!

I know.

Wow.

You okay?

It must be real dusty in here.

My chest is tightening up.

Oh, I thought you
grew out of your asthma.

Girl, please, I wish.

- Wait a minute.
- What?

Is that a pool?

Mm-hmm.

Oh my God.

You officially just became
the luckiest sister I know.

Where do you want
me to put this?

Oh you can put it right
there, on the table.

Okay.

The place is looking great.

Yeah!

It's got a great vibe to it.

It's got some kind
of vibe, I'm not sure what.

An awesome one,
an amazing one.

- If you say so.
- It does.

I'm sorry.

I must have set it on the edge.

- I'm sorry.
- No.

It's really not a big deal.

It was a gift from Shane.

Now, wait a minute.

You said you got rid of
all the evidence of him.

That was the last shred.

Mm-hmm.

It was.

Okay.

Can I ask you something?

I mean, I know it's, you know,

not my business or anything,

but what did you
ever see in him?

He was more
appealing from afar.

Oh, I guess I
heard that before.

Did you love him?

No.

But you know me.

I mean, I'm not the
fall in love tight.

Oh yeah, that's right.

You're more of the give
it up too soon type.

- Bitch!
- I'm just saying.

- That is not true.
- Huh?

- That's you.
- Me?

Yeah, you.

Well, I learned from the best.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Oh my God.

We should get this going again.

What is that stuff?

Spice.

Synthetic weed.

It's the new high.

Oh, how's Charlie?

You haven't talked
about him lately.

Oh, Charlie.

Hmm, well, he's dating.

Who?

Wit for it.

Roxanne Reed.

No. Butterface?

Are you serious?

She's such a slut.

Oh, I cannot believe that.

I just can't.

I can't with guys right now.

Speaking of done,
I'm done with this.

Hmm, what time is it?

Oh shit!

Okay, I gotta go.

What's wrong?

Why don't you just
spend the night?

I got to find a job so
I can get me one of these.

Okay.

Wait a minute.

I know I'm not crazy.

I know I put that
blue vase right there.

I swear I did.

Okay. No more spice
for you.

Spice.

All right,
girl, I'll see you later.

I love you.

I love you too.

I'm so glad you're here.

Let me walk you out.

You know what? You
should not be driving.

I'm fine.

Who's there?

Midtown
Rentals, can I help you?

Yes. Hi.

I just moved into
2525 Hill Street Road,

and I just saw a mouse
running around my living room.

I don't know how big
of a problem this is,

but I really need it to go away.

Oh, will anyone
be there at the property?

Yeah, yeah, I'll be here.

Okay, great.

Thank you.

Hi.

Yes?

You needed help, right?

We're the help.

The mouse in the house.

Oh right, the exterminators.

I'm Louie and this is Angel.

We call ourselves
Pest Eradicators.

Here's our state license.

We're incorporated.

Okay, yeah.

Please come in.

Nice house.

Expensive.

I hear movement.

Hmm.

You got a real, big
rodent problem here, ma'am.

If I was you, I'd move out.

How serious of
a problem is it?

I'm sure it's nothing
we can't handle.

I hope so.

Uh, okay.

I'm gonna be in the other room,

so holler if you need me.

Do you guys like
anything to drink?

No, thank you.

Okay.

You know what, Louie.

I'm thirsty!

You can't be thirsty.

You just real suggestible.

But that ain't the point.

You never ask me
what I want, ever.

And you disrespected me
in front of that lady.

I don't like this
job you got us doing.

"Ooh, don't worry, ma'am, it
ain't nothing we can't handle."

What kind of shit is that?

But she's a nice lady.

We should help her.

Well, if you're
thirsty, go ask her.

I'm working.

Well, I...

Just not do that.

Angel, I
need you up here!

You need to come with us.

You don't belong here.

We don't
make the rules.

We're just trying to
be cordial and help.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

You can't stay here.

There's nothing for you here
except to bother the girl.

Oh, excuse me, ma'am.

Are you okay?

Mm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

We'll be back in
a few days, ma'am,

to check on the traps.

No one is ever truly
alone in their home, ma'am.

As long as common
sense prevails,

you should have no
further problems.

Hmm.

Yes?

Ola, chiquita.

The office sent me.

They said you got
a rodent problem.

Oh, um,

some other guys were already
here and they took care of it.

So you don't need my help?

No, I'm, I'm good.

Thank you.

Hold for one moment, please.

Hi, I'm Lisa Wagner,

I'm here to see Mr. Buntley.

Do you have an appointment?

No, um,

but could you see that
he gets this CD, please?

I'm sorry. We
can't accept that.

All submissions come from
a registered talent agent.

Do you have an agent?

No.

I'm sorry.

Hey, hi, sorry-

- Can I help you?

I'm here to see Mr. Wilson.

Do you have an appointment?

No, um, I just, I
wanted to give him my CD.

Uh, give me one second.

Ben, there's someone
here to see Mr. Wilson.

Okay.

Go and have a seat,
he'll be right out.

Okay, thanks.

Ms. Wagner?

Mr. Wilson.

No, I'm Ben, his assistant.

How may I assist you?

Oh, I just, I wanted-

- Hey, Jerry, yeah.

No, no, no, no.

Dude, don't pull
me in this, man.

You know she gets.

I just wanted
to give him my CD.

I'm sorry.

Mr. Wilson prefers to hear
new clients play live.

Do you have a gig we
can come hear you play?

No, no yet, but-

- Of course not. Hold on.

Look, get a gig and
then give me a call,

we'll come see you, okay?

Okay, thanks. Bye.

Yeah, sorry about that, man.

- Oh, um, do you validate?
- No.

You won't believe
these people sometimes.

Yeah, so get there
tomorrow, it's all gonna-

- Thank you.

Big Al Boswell.

You book acts, right?

Book, manage, talent
scout, I do it all.

You, uh, you a musician?

Yeah, yeah, this is me.

I need to showcase,

and I will play for free.

I understand, I, I really do.

But I got a lot
of overhead here.

I can't book an act unless
they got a record deal

or a large following.

I tell you what I'll do.

Listen, I'll give you
a job as a waitress.

I get a lot of industry
people through here,

network, schmooze, right?

Don't answer right now.

Think about it.

I'll give it a listen,

maybe I can, uh, pass
it on to somebody.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

All right.

Hey, Tiff.

Hey, girl.

Any luck on finding a job?

Hmm, no, not today.

How about you?

Any luck?

Oh, I went on
this audition today.

But I don't know, I just,

I didn't feel prepared.

I don't feel as pretty
as the rest of the girls,

and I just wanted
to run to my car.

Listen, you are a
gifted actress, Tiff,

and you're smoking hot.

Thanks, friend.

Oh, and speaking of smoking,

that spice stuff we
smoked the other night

gave me nightmares.

Tell me about it.

All night I was
hearing piano music,

I thought I was hallucinating.

I threw it out.

Hmm. Weird.

Well, what you feeling like?

Dinner, movie?

Mm, can we do it tomorrow?

Fine.

All right.

Well, call me tomorrow.

Awesome.

I only saw him for a second.

I woke up, and there he was
just sitting in a chair.

And then I screamed
and he ran off.

He was sitting in a chair?

Yeah, just staring at me.

Can you describe him?

Young, 20s.

He was white; really,
really, white.

Have you ever seen him before?

No.

I looked everywhere upstairs

and there's no sign
of forced entry.

There's no disturbance
of any kind,

but I did find this.

Is that yours?

No.

It must be his then.

It must be.

All right.

Detective Morrison and
I will file report;

that way if you call again,
we'll know what to look for.

We're good here?

Mm-hmm.

Who is it?

It's me.

Hey, are you okay?

No.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

What's going on?

I don't know. I don't know.

I, I've never seen
him before in my life,

and then he was in my bedroom,

he was just staring at me.

Wait, wait, wait.

Who? He?

What, what?

This man.

I don't know.

Did he do anything to you?

No.

No, he just stared at me.

Oh, and you called
the PD, right?

Yeah.

But by the time they showed
up, he was already gone.

Oh, I don't even know
where to start with this.

Um, you're staying here tonight.

And tomorrow we can, um,

we can both go back to your
house and check things out,

okay?

Okay.

Hold on. Stay here.

Mm-hmm.

Nobody's here.

I mean, do you just want
me to just hang around

for a few days or
something like that

till you're comfortable?

No, girl.

Are you crazy? You have asthma.

Okay, inhalers. I'll be fine.

Tiff, you worry way
too much about me.

I'm fine.

First you're freaking out,

now you're not freaking out,

that freaks me out.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

- Okay?
- All right.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- Let me show you out.

I got it.

Okay.

No crazy business.

Try B flat.

Oh my God!

I have a gun.

Sure you do.

Who are you?

My name is Eddie.

Nice to meet you.

This is my house.

Now, please leave.

How did
you get in here?

I live here.

You can stay the night,
just be out by the morning.

Detective Morrison, please.

Thank you for coming.

Where is he?

He's upstairs in the attic.

All right.

Hey, Lisa, ain't nobody in here.

What?

Ain't nobody in here.

Are you sure you saw
him come to the attic?

Yes. Yes.

Well, it's not the first time

we've been celled
up to this house.

I've been here myself
a couple times,

never saw nothing.

There he is.

There he is.

Where?

He's, he's right there.

He's right there
on the piano bench.

Can't you see him?

There's nobody in
here except you and me.

What?

He's, he's right there.

He's right next to you.

He's right there.

You know, you got to
get off of the spice.

I know it's legal now,

but, uh, it's
making you paranoid.

Listen, uh, I'll do
me a favor, okay, kid?

I'm not even gonna
make a report.

But...

What?

He's waving at me.

Let's go.

It's all right.

Thank you, Detective.

Listen, uh, get some sleep.

Stay off the K2.

That disappearing act you
did was very, very clever.

What are you, a
magician or something?

I'm not moving out!

Perhaps I didn't
make myself clear.

Please get out of my house.

Now!

No, no, no.

No, no.

No.

Oh God!

Where am I?

Where am I?

Don't.

Please don't.

What's happening to me?

You have to go back, please.

You have to go back, now.

Hey.

Shh.

Don't be frightened.

I'm sorry.

I never meant for
things to go this far.

You'll be okay.

Lisa!

Girl, what are you doing?

I've been calling you for hours?

The movie was sold out.

What is going on with your face?

I think I fell
down the stairs.

Oh, I have a nasty headache.

Um, you think?

Okay, I'm taking
you to the doctor.

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

Uh, no, I'm taking
you to the ER, okay?

Okay.

Excuse me.

You can see?

Yeah.

So can he.

Who are you, guys?

I'm Louie and this is Angel.

Hi.

We're here to help.

Thank you, but I
don't need any help.

But that's not
the point, Eddie.

You know my name.

Oh, we know
everything about you.

You know everything?

Everything.

See, we're soul collectors.

We're here to guide you
to your next port of call.

Thank you.

But I'm very happy here.

Angel and I been doing
this for a long time,

we're professionals.

We understand how you feel.

But like anything,

there are the rules
you gotta follow

or shit happens,

then things get out of hand.

It was an accident.

No, it wasn't.

Eddie, you spoke to her.

Eddie, you don't belong here.

It's time to move on.

But I'm not ready.

We can't force you to leave;

but if you wanna stay,
you better behave.

I'll see you later.

You ought to do what he says.

I would if I was you.

Lisa Wagner.

Yeah, that's me.

You fell down a
flight of stairs?

Yeah.

Do you have any idea

how long you were unconscious?

No.

Any change
in speech or vision?

No.

A loss of feelings
in your legs or arms?

No.

All right. Let's
have a look at you.

Look straight at me,
don't move your head,

follow the light.

Hey.

Hi.

How you feeling?

Much better today.

Good.

So, what are your plans?

I think I'm gonna
go to the house

and get some clean clothes,

get my mail.

Um, no, ma'am.

I will be going to your house,

getting your mail
and your clothes,

you gonna be staying
here and chilling.

Tiff, seriously?

I've been sitting in this house
for way too long and my...

I can feel my,
it's getting flat.

You are crazy.

Look, I have an audition in
Hollywood at three o'clock.

I'll see you later.

All right. Good luck.

- Love you.
- All right.

Love you too.

Today we
commemorate the untimely death

of piano virtuoso, Eddie Conway.

He died in 1969
at the age of 20.

Don't be frightened, please.

Don't be frightened.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Are you all right?

Look, it's pretty
weird for me too.

I didn't exactly plan
my death this way.

Did you find a
new place to live?

You could stay here if you want.

Those things will kill you.

Would your care
for a cup of tea?

Do you take sugar?

No.

Thank you.

How's the tea?

It's very good.

I'm very glad you like it.

Do you like this house?

Yeah, it has a
great vibe to it.

It does, doesn't it?

I designed it myself.

It's quite ahead of its time.

Everything good I ever
did comes from here.

How long have you been here?

Since 1969.

What day is it today?

It's Wednesday, April 25th,

2013.

2000 what?

Are you hungry?

I'm sorry?

I'm going down to
get something to eat.

Can you eat?

Yes, I think.

Okay.

Would you like to join me?

I can't.

Why not.

I can't leave this house.

Have you ever tried?

No.

Well, there's a first
time for everything.

You can do it.

It's okay.

I can't.

Sorry.

It's okay.

I'll go get the food.

What would you like?

I'll have whatever
you're having.

Okay.

I'll be back.

Hey, Lisa.

Shane?

What are you doing in L.A.?

What happened to our face?

Nothing, I slipped.

How did you find me?

Does it really matter.

I got to go, okay?

Can we talk?

I gotta go.

I can't, I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

Please don't do that again.

I won't. I promise.

I got you some tacos.

Hmm.

Hmm.

- Hmm.
- Good?

I had forgotten
how good a taco is.

Do you want a beer with that?

Yes.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Wow!

Mm.

What?

Do I have food on my face?

You can eat?

Yes.

You can drink.

You can smoke.

I can walk through walls.

I don't age.

I don't feel pain.

I can be seen or not seen
depending on my preference.

The only thing I can't
do is leave this house.

Huh.

Tell me about you.

Me?

Um,

like what?

Everything.

Something.

Anything.

Okay.

I'm 21, singer-songwriter.

I love rock and
roll, and old movies,

and classic American cars.

I believe that everything
that happens to me

is either by luck or accident,

never as I plan it.

How about you?

Hmm.

I started playing
piano at age four,

composed my first
concerto at 12,

won the Van Cliburn
Piano Competition at 14,

got a hit record at 17.

I love strawberries and
Blue Bell ice cream.

They still have
Blue Bell ice cream?

Yeah.

Are you in a band?

No.

I love writing songs
for other people.

Could I hear one?

Now?

I'm not going anywhere.

Okay.

I wrote this one when
I was in high school.

♪ Like a summer day ♪

♪ You came and went away ♪

♪ Much too fast ♪

♪ Tell me when you'll
be back again ♪

♪ How long can this last ♪

♪ I missed you today ♪

♪ I missed what you might
do and what you might say ♪

♪ And even though
you had to go away ♪

♪ I wanted you to know
I missed you today ♪

That's beautiful.

It was raw, it was heartfelt.

Can I hear another one?

Tonight I have
plans, but tomorrow?

Tomorrow is a long time.

Goodnight, Eddie

Goodnight.

Lisa, this
is getting serious.

You don't believe me.

I mean, I w, I want to.

But you gotta admit,
this sounds crazy.

I mean, some pianist
that died 40 years ago?

Have you told
anybody about this?

- No.
- Oh good.

They'd probably
think you were crazy.

Like you're looking
at me right now?

Kinda.

I mean, what does
this ghost look like?

He's handsome, sexy,

with these beautiful
grayish-greenish eyes.

You have a crush.

No, Tiff, he's a ghost.

Oh, really?

Well, that should
pose a problem.

But I guess we have seen worse.

It's...

Have you ever considered
calling Ghostbusters?

I'm sorry.

That's not funny.

It is!

Not funny.

Listen, you're my best
friend and I love you, Lisa,

but people that
believe in ghosts

normally have like real issues,

like suicidal thoughts,

there's drugs involved,

it's a whole moment.

And, I, I don't think
you're like that.

I mean, are you...

I was just...

You're right. You're right.

I know I'm right.

Hmm.

So, you know that guy
I was telling you about?

Which one?

Adrian.

Oh, the cute one
from the soap opera?

Yeah.

Well, he is...

Ooh, look at you.

Ooh, I cannot wait
to get a piece of that.

You are such a skank
and you're mental.

Wait a minute.

You have new ghost friends
and I'm the mental one?

Cuckoo.

It's a beautiful.

One of yours?

Yes.

I'm glad you're here.

Are you staying this time?

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

Why not?

Have you ever had
a roommate, Eddie?

A few,

but I didn't like them very
much so I made them leave.

Why?

They were loud,
disruptive, unappreciative.

Well, what changed
your mind about me?

Self-condemnation.

My juvenile behavior
almost cost you your life

then I realized that
this is your home,

and now I'm the trespasser.

Besides you have moxie
and attitude, spunk.

I must tell you,

when you were waving
that poker at me,

I was truly terrified.

I'm sorry about that.

I thought you were a squatter.

I wish I was,

then I would have had
the choice to leave.

You know, I've never shown
myself to anyone except you.

Why?

I don't know.

I truly don't.

Eddie, if I stay,

no more poof you're here
and poof you're there,

it spooks me.

This is your room.

I don't want you
hanging around a mine

being all invisible and stuff,

it creeps me out.

You're taking all the
fun out of being a ghost.

I'm good with that.

Good.

Then I'll stay.

Wonderful.

Let's celebrate.

Celebrate?

Where did that come from?

My agent.

He told me to let it age.

To your new home.

Remember when you
first moved in,

you were messing around
with a few chords?

Well, I played with
them a little bit

and I added a few of
my own and a melody.

Would you like to hear it?

Yeah.

Wow.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

I just, I thought you
were a concert pianist.

I am.

But I also love rock and roll.

Truth be told, I always
wanted to be in a rock band.

Music is music.

There are little differences.

Rock and roll is fun,

you play to thousands
of screaming fans,

there's so much
energy and enthusiasm,

eclecticism to feed on.

It's physical, it's sexual;

whereas a concert pianist,

you perform for a bunch of rich,

old conservative bastards

who take a nap while you're
pouring your heart out.

I could never look out into
the audience because of that.

I hated it.

I felt like a performing monkey.

Performing monkey?

You know what I mean.

Yeah, I do.

To me, touring with a
rock band is a good time.

You have to band, the
roadies, the groupies,

you're never alone.

As a concert pianist,
I hated going on tour.

You're always alone,

alone in your hotel room,

alone on the stage,
alone with your piano,

alone in your head,
it was painful

But then I would hear the music

and all that loneliness
just fades away.

The only time I ever felt that
way is when I was on stage

or at home

with Linda.

Linda?

My fiance.

I loved her more than
anything else in the world.

Have you ever felt like
that about someone?

No.

No, I've, I've never
been lucky in love.

I hope someday you are.

It is the greatest feeling

in the world.

What happened?

I was performing at the Granada
Theater in Santa Barbara.

It was the last of a
long and grueling tour.

All I wanted to do
was finish the piece

and get home to Linda.

Our wedding was
just a week away.

Hello.

Yes.

Yes.

What?

Oh God.

Oh God.

Linda.

Linda.

Linda!

Linda, sweetheart.

What's wrong?

Talk to me.

Linda, look at me.

Look at me, Linda.

Look at me!

Linda, where are you going?

Linda!

That was the last
time I saw Linda.

I'm so sorry.

Is death painful?

No.

I didn't feel a thing.

All I remember is at
the moment of impact

being pulled from my seat
and being held up above.

I looked down to myself.

I was confused,

disoriented,

nothing made any sense.

All I knew was I wanted
to get home to Linda.

So I ran down the highway.

But when I got here,

she couldn't see me

then I realized I was dead.

But I was deeply in love

and I couldn't let go.

So I stayed.

Then I waited.

All these years,

you've been waiting for Linda?

I'll let you
have your privacy.

No, no, it's okay.

It's not that important
of a phone call.

Eddie.

Hey.

Hey.

You look really good.

Thanks.

So why did you
need to talk to me?

I miss you, Lisa.

Ever since we broke up,

I've been going out of my mind.

Shane, please, just
don't do this again, okay?

I love you, Lisa.

Shane, you hurt me.

I don't feel for you right now.

So you can honestly tell
me that everything we had,

that was just in my head?

No, but it doesn't
change anything.

You were unfaithful to me.

I can, I can change.

You can change?

I can change.

Just give me one chance, please.

Where do we start, Shane?

How?

You know, I was thinking
I could move up here

and start looking at places.

No, stop!

I can't, I can't be with you.

Seriously?

Yeah.

Fine.

If you honestly think
that there's no way

for this to work out,
obviously I'm upset.

But you're a big girl,
you can do what you want.

Thank you for understanding.

I didn't say I understood.

I'm just saying I
can't make you love me.

Shane, sometimes things
just don't work out, okay?

That is bullshit,
Lisa, and you know it!

Calm down.

I don't have time
for this right now.

You never had time for me.

Well, live your
sad, little life!

You know what?

You are an asshole.

Don't call me.

Good morning.

How do I look?

You look beautiful.

Would you care
for a cup of tea?

I, I would love
some, but I'm late.

Did you forget something?

Have a good day.

See you later.

Hi, can I help you?

Yes, I'm Lisa Wagner.

We spoke on the phone.

Oh yes, of course.

Please come in.

Thank you.

Come in.

Come in.

I'm almo, I'm almost finished.

I finished the second movement.

Wow, that's great.

I'll play it for you
tonight to celebrate,

unless of course you
have other plans.

No, no, that's perfect.

I can't wait to hear.

Hey, um, come with me.

Come.

I have a surprise for you.

Oh, I love surprises.

Okay.

Ms. Thompson?

Yes.

Eddie!

Eddie!

Ah, dear, maybe we
should forget about this.

No, he's here.

It's okay.

Eddie.

Linda, I swear to you.

Look, I knew this
was a silly idea,

but I, I believe you meant well,

otherwise I wouldn't have
come here in the first place.

Good-bye, dear.

Linda?

Oh my God.

All of these
years, I've waited,

wondering if I would
ever see you again.

Don't be frightened.

I'm not, I'm, I'm
just overwhelmed.

I'm very glad
you came to see me.

Lisa was very persuasive.

Most people would've
thought she was crazy.

I wanted to believe her.

I'm glad you did.

You haven't changed.

You look the same
as the day we met.

For years after the accident,

I couldn't think of
anything but you,

and my love for
you kept me going.

But if I had known you
were here, I, I would have-

- You would have found a ghost

not someone you could
have built a life with.

Are you happy?

Yes.

I've had a very good life.

But I want you to know that
there's no one in this world

who could ever take your
place or make me forget you.

Is this it for you?

I mean, do you
stay here forever?

No.

I'm about to move on.

To where?

I don't really know.

So I'm,

I'm gonna have to start
missing you all over again.

No.

Just remember me.

I'm so happy that I
got to see you again.

Goodbye, Linda.

Goodbye, Eddie.

How'd it go with Linda?

Painful.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have meddled.

Please don't feel that way.

It was good to see Linda again,

at the same time it was painful

to realize a lifetime has past.

Now I know I've stayed too long.

I wish I'd met you
a long time ago.

People come into our lives
when they're supposed to.

But I'm not people.

I'm a ghost.

To me, you're no
different than anyone else.

Good night.

Eddie?

Eddie?

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

To your new home.

I hope that you're happy here.

Hey.

Shane, what are
you doing here?

I know that I'm the last
person that you wanna see,

but I just wanna apologize
for the other day.

I was wrong and I'm sorry.

Look, Shane, I'm busy.

And you should
have called first.

I wanted to see you.

And I brought a
little house for me.

It really wasn't necessary.

Aren't you gonna invite me in?

wow!

Some place you got here.

You got plans?

Please don't do this.

Do what Lisa?

Merely commenting on the fact

that the table is set for two?

Warm glow on your
face, dressed to kill.

Just curious who
you're having fun with.

Frankly, Shane, it's
none of your business.

Look, I don't wanna
hurt your feelings,

but you just keep
pushing and pushing

until I can't be nice anymore.

It's over between us.

I don't love you.

Just don't.

I'm sorry.

You know, they say the
more you love someone,

the more you hate them
when they break your heart.

I've never loved anyone
the way that I love you.

Sorry.

I promised myself I wouldn't
let that son of a bitch

get to me.

Then don't.

You know, if things
were different,

I think I could fall
in love with you.

Yes, but sadly they aren't.

No.

Hmm.

This pasta is delicious.

Do you like to cook?

No, I prefer room service.

Just like my father.

Hmm, was your father a chef?

Now, he was a musician.

He played guitar in
a rock and roll band.

Hmm?

My father had this dream
of becoming a rock star.

My mother left us
when I was three.

I guess she just wanted
a more stable life.

So my father raised
me on the road.

Oh, that must have
been rough for you.

Are you kidding me?

It was a great childhood.

What's wrong?

I'm out of cigarettes.

Oh, here.

Try one of these

Hmm.

No.

No, no, no, no.

Here, watch me.

You have to hold it in.

Okay?

Yeah, hold it in deep.

Okay, you can, you
can let it out.

Hmm.

Yeah.

How do you feel?

I feel nice.

Hey, save some for me.

Really?

Do you hear any new
music in your head?

No, not lately.

Why not?

Mm, dispirited, I suppose.

Dispirited?

Yeah.

I went to a record company,

they won't listen to my
stuff unless I had an agent.

And I can get an agent
till they hear me play.

But I can't get a gig
unless I have a record deal.

That sucks.

Tell me about it.

How do you make it
in this business?

In my time, it was talent;

today, who knows?

KKWA
92.7 after midnight.

Oh!

Oh, I love this song!

Do you wanna dance with me?

Oh, come on.

Come on, dance with me.

I must warn you,
I'm not Fred Astaire.

Ooh.

Thank you for
the wonder evening.

Good night.

Good night.

What in the hell do
you think you're doing?

Smoking pot, drinking wine,

sweet talking that young girl.

Who do you think you are, Romeo?

You're dead.

Dead.

Angel.

No!

I don't wanna hear it, mm-mm.

This time you've
crossed the line.

First off, you show
yourself to the lady,

uh-uh, that ain't
right, that is not done.

Secondly, who are
you to tell her

she has to move out
of her own house.

Louie and I, we've
had it with you.

We've been doing
this for 75 years

and we have never had any
problems up until you.

You're supposed to have
already crossed over,

so you're upsetting the
natural order of things.

So now you're
gonna come with us.

Let's go.

I'm not ready.

What, you have
to pack a suitcase?

Louie!

Angel!

What do you want me to do?

The man's not ready.

But...

Louie, sometimes you are as
useless as tits on a bull!

Eddie, Angel and
I are here to help.

Tell me how we can help you.

Let me finish my concerto.

- Fine.
- But,

but you're not gonna
change your mind, right?

You have my word, Angel.

Good.

When you're
ready, push this button.

Okay.

Mama, I can't talk right now.

Let's go.

You behave.

He looks real, Tiff.

He's real.

We're talking about a
ghost for Christ sakes!

I know it sounds crazy,
but I feel for him.

Look, you're my only friend.

Don't go crazy on me.

I didn't hear you come in.

How long have you been back?

A bit.

I brought you some cigarettes.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

What makes you think
something is wrong?

I can tell.

Can you?

Yeah.

You can talk to me.

Do you remember the other
night when you asked me

if I had ever been in
love and I said no?

Yes.

I lied.

Please don't say that.

Can't help it.

I've never felt like this.

Lisa, I am an illusion.

I'm dead.

And my death is a
matter of record.

We can't just fall in love

and live happily ever after.

Perhaps if things
were different.

I'll take my chances.

How was it?

Wonderful.

Wow, that's petty.

Don't.

If you press that
button, they'll come.

Who?

The soul collectors.

The soul collectors?

When a person dies
their could is confused,

it doesn't know where to go.

The soul collectors guide
them and help them move on.

You see, time is a human notion.

There is no time in eternity.

If you were to press that
button, time would have stopped.

And when time stops,
eternity begins.

Does everyone
have one of these?

No.

I'm what you might
call a special case.

The collectors can't
force a soul to move on

if it doesn't want to.

But I gave them my word;

after I finished my concerto,
I would let them know.

And you would move on?

Yes.

Why did you stop me?

Because I love you.

I love you too.

Wait here.

I'll be back.

And, um, I think I'll
take this with me,

just in case.

You never moaned
like that with me.

Shane, you scared
the hell out of me.

What are you doing here?

I'm here because I love you.

Shane, I think that
you should leave.

I don't think I can.

Yeah, that's it.

I'm calling the police.

I wouldn't do that.

Shane, this, this is
getting out of hand.

You were the best
thing in my life, Lisa,

and I let you get away.

I, I'm to blame.

I have no right to be mad at you

for hooking up with the
first guy that you meet.

But I am.

I'm gonna give you
one more chance.

Come back to me.

Shane!

I swear to you, Lisa,
if I can't have you,

I don't wanna go on living.

Look, this, this isn't you.

You don't wanna do this.

Since when do you
care what I want?

If you really cared,

we wouldn't even be having
this conversation, would we?

It's because you don't care,

that's why we're
in this situation!

I love you, Lisa.

Do you?

Do you really love her?

If I didn't, then
why would I be here?

Then why are you
pointing the gun at her?

Does this make
more sense to you?

I hate guns.

Why don't you put
that thing away?

Are you asking me
or are you telling me?

I'm asking, please.

I gotta give it to
you, you sure are polite.

Why don't you
just give me the gun

and we'll forget this
whole thing ever happened?

Back off!

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

Stop!

Don't mess with me!

I mean it!

Shane, stop!

Why?

Because I love you.

I couldn't bear to
see you get hurt.

I'm a ghost,

the bullet would have
gone straight through me.

So what happens now?

Evening, Ms. Wagner.

Angel, Louie,

you're the soul collectors.

I'm so sorry, I...

Could we please have a minute.

You got five.

I don't want you to go.

It'll be for the best.

When will I see you again?

I don't know.

But I promise you, wherever
you are, I will find you.

How will you find me?

I don't know,

but I will.

Goodbye.

Please, just hold me
a little bit longer.

Time!

Till we meet again.

Goodbye, my love.

Dear Lisa,

the few moments
we shared together

are more than enough
to fill my heart,

until we meet again.

All my love, Eddie.