Room 104 (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 9 - The Return - full transcript

Grieving the death of her father months earlier in Room 104, a young girl returns with her mother in hopes of being able to communicate with him.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CARS PASSING BY]

You OK, honey?

Yeah, just give me a minute.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DIALING PHONE]

[LINE OUT RINGING]

- MAN: Hey, Sarah.
- Hey, Dad.

How'd she do in the car ride?

Uh, she was good.



Quiet.

And sad.

Well, it sounds easier than usual.

At least she's not screaming.

Listen, I know you're feeling conflicted

on whether this is a good idea.

I think you need to let her do
whatever it is she needs to do.

Let her get it out of her system,

and try not to come down on her.

OK, well, that's what
I've been trying to do

for the last five months,

and clearly that's not working.

I'm sorry. Don't get defensive.

I'm not trying to criticize
or tell you what to do,



I'm just trying to help.

I know this isn't easy.

And for what it's worth,

I think you're doing a fantastic job.

Well, we both know that's not true.

Honey, she'll come back around.

- This isn't gonna last forever.
- [DOOR OPENS]

Dad, can I call you back?

- Sure. Bye.
- OK, bye.

I had an idea.

What's your idea?

Well...

I don't want to say goodbye to him.

But...

it's what we came here to do.

That's what you asked for, so...

But I miss him.

I know you do, honey. We all do.

You keep saying that.

But then you just keep
trying to push him away.

Honey, we're not gonna have
that discussion again.

I loved him just as much as you did,

and I miss him just as much as you do.

So let's contact him.

I'm sorry?

Here's my idea.

I know you're gonna
think it's silly, but...

you know how much Dad
and I loved Harry Potter.

We all did.

Right. Of course.

So I brought some things.

I wrote him a kind of a spell.

To contact him.

I was thinking we could try it.

Are you sure you want to do that?

Yeah.

[GRUNTS]

OK, then... let's do it.

Dear Dad,

you died of a surprise heart attack

one hundred and fifty-seven days ago...

in this bed, in your sleep,

sometime in the middle of the night.

We were supposed to go to

Aunt Justine's birthday
party the next day.

I remember knowing something was wrong

because your leg felt cold
under mine when I woke up.

Mom was still snoring very loudly.

I don't know where you
are or what you are,

but do you still look like you?

Red beard and freckles?

Are you in heaven? Is
there even a heaven?

Or are you in my heart like
you always said you would be

if anything bad happened?

I don't know, but I do believe
that you can hear me.

Mom does too. Right?

- Yeah.
- So I've written a spell.

If you can hear me, the spell
will help you talk to us.

On three, we read the spell together.

We have to believe.

- Very important.
- OK. OK.

One, two, three.

- Loquatus con mortem amore.
- Locust con mortem amore.

"Loquatus," not "locusts,"
or whatever you said.

Oh. OK. Sorry.

One two, three.

BOTH: Loquatus con mortem amore.

It didn't work.

But... it was a really good idea, Elle.

And this letter you wrote is so great.

Maybe... Maybe we should just
say our goodbyes, and...

I think you need to
go into the bathroom.

Excuse me?

This is only going to work
if everybody believes.

I'm not gonna go into the bathroom.

Or outside, or somewhere else!

- Elle...
- Do you believe?

I would like to believe
we can talk to Dad, yes.

But you don't! So you
shouldn't be a part of this.

- I need to do this alone.
- Sweetheart...

I don't expect you to understand.

OK, see, this is where
we get into trouble.

It's not trouble. You just don't get it.

You don't get this! This is a
me-and-Dad thing, and you...

I'm not gonna be dragged
into this with you again.

You don't even like Harry Potter!

I do like Harry Potter, I
spent my entire vacation

at Harry Potter World
with you and Dad...

And you complained the whole time!

I was not complaining,
I was just questioning

whether we needed to spend
five full days there.

Because you don't get
it like Dad and I do!

And now you're trying to forget him and

- push him out of our lives!
- OK, you know what? Nope.

That's it. We're going. OK, I tried.

I tried, but if you're
gonna act like this,

if you're gonna treat me
like shit, then we're going.

Give me my bag!

If you want to leave, I don't care!

- OK, you want to stay?
- I'm staying!

If you want to stay, then you can stay.

- Give me my bag!
- Stop it! OK?

- You need to control...
- Don't you fucking tell me what to do!

- No!
- Give me my bag!

[PANTING]

Did you hear that?

What?

That voice.

- No, I didn't...
- I heard it.

It was a muffled voice.

Or voices.

Like a bunch of computer voices.

And they were all muffle-y.

Elle, I don't know. Maybe
it was the people...

There it is again!

It's coming from the bed!

- Elle, don't do this.
- Shh!

Can't hear it, Mom?

- No, I don't...
- It's talking!

Can't you hear it?

[ELLE WHISPERING] Can you
help me talk to my Dad?

Elle.

They think they know where Dad is!

- Who's "they"?
- The spirit voices.

[WHISPERING] Can you
help me contact him?

What are they saying?

One second, Mom.

They're...

They've...

They've contacted Dad!

I can't believe it, it's working!

Oh! This is amazing!

[WHISPERING] Tell him I say "Hi,
it's Elle." I really miss him.

- Now what's happening?
- Shh!

[WHISPERING] I'm gonna tell Mom.

Mom, we can talk to him!

OK.

Uh... how does it work?

Well, the voices can talk to Dad and me,

but you and I can't
talk directly to Dad.

Does that make sense?

Mm-hmm. Sure.

Has he said anything yet?

He said he loves us

and he misses us, but
we shouldn't worry,

because he's not in
any pain or anything.

Well, that's good.

Did he say anything else?

That was really it.

You were under there for a while.

Nothing else?

It's OK. You can tell me.

Well, the voices...

translate more than what he's saying.

They actually translate
what he's feeling.

Oh.

And what was that?

Well, I don't want you to
get your feelings hurt.

Oh, honey, it's OK.

Well, the voices...

they said that while he
said he misses us both,

he actually misses me a bit
more than he misses you.

Well, that's understandable.

- It is?
- Sure.

All three of us love each other,

but I know you and Dad had
a special connection,

so it makes sense that the voices

would translate it that way.

OK. So what do we do now?

We have to give them a message for Dad.

OK, great. Um...

well, we should tell
him that we love him,

and miss him,

and that we wish he was with us,

but we understand that he had to go.

And to give hugs from
us and to say goodbye.

Or we could ask him if there's any way

that he could come back.

That's... That's an idea.

Worth asking, right?

If he can't, then we can just
do our goodbyes like we planned

but if he could come back somehow,

that would be the best, right?

You're right. That would be the best.

We should check.

[WHISPERING] Is there any
way he can come back?

[WHISPERING] That's the
only way? I have to choose?

What's happening?

- [EXHALES]
- What's wrong?

Dad said that there is actually a way

that he could come back.

And what's that?

He would have to trade places...

with you.

Dad said that?

Well, Dad said that he could come back,

but there can't be three
of us anymore... only two.

But he said he would never want
anything bad to happen to you.

But...

But the voices translated
how he really felt.

Yeah.

And what was that?

That... he...

... misses me so much

that he would actually rather

you be dead... than him...

so he could come back and be with me.

Do you agree with Dad?

Would you rather him come back

and me go and take his place?

Because... that's OK if
that's what you want,

if that's what you're really feeling.

I want you to know that.

Do you mean...

you'd be willing t-to
trade places with Dad...

if that's what I wanted?

I th... I think...

I think I'd be willing
to do that for you...

if that's what you really wanted.

OK? You can tell Dad that.

You can tell the voices to tell Dad, OK?

I want you to know that's
an OK thing to say.

- ELLE: What?
- SARAH: Hmm?

Sorry, they're trying
to talk to me again.

[ELLE WHISPERING]

What did Dad have to say?

They weren't translating
for Dad this time.

No?

They were translating for you.

Me?

They said that you didn't really mean it

when you said you'd trade with Dad.

That inside, you were secretly
happy that you were alive,

that he was the one that
died instead of you.

Oh... Honey, that's not true.

This is confusing.

I know it is,

but you know what, your father and I,

we love you so much, and
it's going to be fine, OK?

But you both are saying things,
and you mean different things,

and I don't know what you
mean... this is confusing!

- I know.
- You say that you know,

but I don't know what you mean!

- Why does there only have to be two?!
- Elle... Elle...

Why can't there be three
of us like it used to?!

- It's not fair! It's not fucking fair!
- Honey!

- Everybody else has their whole family!
- OK. OK.

- It's not fair!
- I know they do. I know, honey.

- No! Get off of me!
- I know.

You're just trying to make me like you

so I'll choose you and let you live!

Oh, my God, are you both
pretending to like Harry Potter?

No, we're not pretending, Elle, OK?

- Oh, my God! It's not fair!
- Elle, stop it.

- It's not fair!
- Stop it!

I know it's not fair. I know it's...

[ELLE SHRIEKING]

[PANTING]

It's not fair.

I just wish it didn't have to be two.

Just wish it could be
three, together again.

Elle.

I know that this is incredibly hard.

And I know that you think that

I don't understand how you're feeling

because you and Dad were so close.

But you know, your Dad and I

also had a very special connection.

You did?

Of course.

He was my husband

and my best friend in the whole world.

And we had our own set of secret worlds

and things that only we shared.

And now I feel like I've
lost this piece of myself...

... and I can never be the same.

That's exactly how I feel.

I know.

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

I love you so much, honey.

[ELLE WHISPERING]

- [WHISPERING] But will Mom and I be OK?
- Elle.

Hold on, Mom.

I'm saying goodbye to Dad.

[WHISPERING] I think
about you all the time,

and I dream we'll be together forever.

OK, Dad. Goodbye.

I love you.

MAN: I love you too.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Where shall we begin, Charles?

Good question. That depends on...

how much time we have.

I've rented the room for three days.

[LAUGHS]

That wasn't a joke.

[OMINOUS MUSIC FADES]