The Returned (2015): Season 1, Episode 1 - Camille - full transcript
Residents of a Pacific Northwest town struggle with the return of people who were presumed dead.
[Radical Face's Welcome Home]
[atmospheric acoustic music]
[man]
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Sleep don't visit ♪
♪ So I choke on sun ♪
♪ And the days
blur into one ♪
♪ And the backs of my eyes ♪
♪ Hum with things
I've never done ♪
♪ Sheets are swaying ♪
♪ From an old clothes line ♪
♪ Like a row
of captured ghosts ♪
♪ Welcome home ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
[teacher]
Camille?
This is due Monday.
Camille?
[song continues playing
over headphones]
[muffled]
You can hear me, right?
♪♪
Yes.
Thank you.
[teacher]
Pick any four questions,
and then you guys need to do
all your own work on these.
[man]
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
[brakes screech]
[tires squealing]
[crashing]
[haunting music]
♪♪
[wind whistling]
[solemn music]
♪♪
[water rushing]
[mournful cello solo]
♪♪
[gasping softly]
[panting]
♪♪
[crickets chirping]
[bird wails distantly]
[Peter]
Jamie, I think you're next,
but first,
Kris has something
she would like to tell us all.
[Kris]
Thanks, Peter.
Uh, so I--
Well, actually,
Matthew and I,
we wanted to let you know
that...
we're having a baby.
[applause]
And because of all of you,
we've been able to--
well, not exactly
get over our loss
but to carry on,
to move forward.
I-I guess what I have learned
is that life,
it prevails,
and we are all--
Well, what we have
is a beautiful gift.
Your--your news
is a gift to us, Kris,
you too, Matthew.
[applause]
[light buzzes and crackles]
[electricity whooshes]
[match flares]
[solemn piano music]
♪♪
[Peter]
Huh.
Looks like
the whole town's out.
I wonder what's
going on.
There's not a cloud
in the sky.
[electricity buzzes,
light pops]
Oh.
[Nina]
So anyway, as I was saying,
the monument comes out
of the foundry next week
and will be ready
for installation.
You'll be able to enter
through here
and then look out through
any of the 32 holes,
one for each
of the students.
It's, um...
It's gonna be really beautiful.
I'm assuming that model
is accurate, right?
Yes.
All right, I-I--
All right,
I'm gonna say it.
I don't want
to offend anybody,
but that's not beautiful.
Jack, you made your thoughts
very clear
when we first discussed this.
We listened to you.
We voted.
Can we move on?
[Kris]
If you think this is so ridiculous,
why do you bother
coming to these meetings?
Well, I come to
these meetings, Kris,
because they do me
a lot of good,
believe it or not,
like you,
and maybe one day,
life will give me
a beautiful gift too.
[door clicks open and shut]
Lena?
Lena?
[plate clatters]
[cellophane rustling]
Don't get mad at me.
It's not my fault.
Something really weird
happened.
I know you were
probably worried.
I would have called you,
but I lost my phone.
Please don't look at me
like that.
It was totally weird.
I woke up
in the mountains,
way up above the dam.
Took me, like,
two hours to walk home.
I swear to God, Mom,
I'm not making
any of this up.
I didn't have
anything to eat.
I'm starving.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Is Lena home?
No.
She's at a friend's.
I'll clean up later,
okay?
[The Head and Heart's
Lost in My Mind]
[man]
♪ How's your engine running? ♪
♪ Is that bridge
getting built? ♪
♪ Are your hands
getting filled? ♪
♪ Won't you tell me,
my brother? ♪
[percussive indie music]
♪ 'Cause there are stars... ♪
[laughter]
Sorry.
It doesn't always work.
That's okay.
Usually
I get something,
but today...
weird.
Nothing.
It was still
pretty good, though.
Just pretty good?
You do set the bar
kind of high.
Don't smoke in here.
Tony doesn't like it.
I don't care
what Tony thinks.
I own the place.
So, uh, can I see you
on Thursday?
I, uh...
I have to drive
down to Seattle
to meet with my lawyer.
[exhales]
So you need cash?
You've been so
awesome to me, Jack.
My ex is such
an asshole.
He's postponing
the custody hearing again
because he knows
I can't afford
to keep paying for
these depositions.
I'll bring a check.
How about
Wednesday?
Let me check
my schedule.
Yeah, that works.
[cell phone ringing]
Hey, Claire.
[Claire]
/ need you to come over here
right now.
Why?
What's the matter?
Is it Lena?
[Claire]
No.
Come over.
[man]
♪ I get lost in my mind ♪
♪ Lost, I get lost ♪
♪ I get lost in my mind... ♪
Hey. Lena.
Your dad's
seeing Lucy again.
Really, Hunter?
Come on, man.
What?
It's true.
Hunter, shut up.
[Hunter]
Hey, I got a joke for you...
No, it's gross.
[laughter]
[shower running]
Can you bring me
my bathrobe, please?
[solemn music]
♪♪
[knocking]
Thank you.
[knocking at door]
Come on in.
What's wrong?
Camille is here.
[Sighs]
You want to see her?
Now listen.
[water splashing]
Lena?
[Camille]
No, it's me.
What are you doing?
Get out!
Dad!
[Claire]
She doesn't remember anything--
not the accident,
nothing that happened--
only that she was on
a school bus trip,
and then
she just woke up
in the woods.
It's just
not possible.
No, it's not,
but you just saw her.
But there has to be
some other explanation.
Like what?
Both going crazy
at the same time?
[door clicks]
What's the matter?
Is something wrong?
Since when are you
smoking again?
Did Mom tell you
what happened to me today?
It's kind of weird,
isn't it?
It's like a coma
or a neurological thing.
Maybe I should see a doctor.
How do you feel now?
Fine.
You guys are
acting very weird.
Are you sure
everything's okay?
Yeah.
Just glad
you're okay.
Hey, Pilar.
Dr. Han.
Working late, huh?
Yeah.
I had clinic tonight.
Isn't that supposed to be
over at, like, 8:00?
I know, but I just can't
rush anybody through.
Cool.
[haunting music]
♪♪
Hey.
What are you
doing out here?
Where are your
parents?
Are you lost?
You must be cold.
Where's your coat?
What's your name?
Here, come inside.
Well, well.
Who's this?
What a cute boy.
What's your name?
What's his name?
Victor.
Good night, Annie.
Good night, Julie.
If you don't
talk to me,
I'm gonna call
the police.
Okay, I'm dialing.
Here I go.
[buttons beeping]
9-1-1.
[female dispatcher]
9- 1- 1. What's your emergency?
[female dispatcher]
Hello?
I'm sorry.
I dialed by mistake.
Everything's fine.
You can stay here tonight,
but tomorrow, I'm taking you
to the police.
[lock clicking]
[Peter]
Claire?
In here.
Oh.
Hey.
What, um--
what's going on?
Camille has
come back.
Do you want to see her?
She's in her room.
Come and see.
[knocking at door]
Honey, can we come in?
[Camille]
Yeah.
What are all these
photos of me and candles
doing in my drawer?
Camille,
this is Peter.
He's a psychologist.
I thought he could
talk to you.
Hello, Camille.
You called a psychologist?
[Peter]
Actually, I'm a friend
of your mother's.
Since when?
I've never met you before.
Uh, well, I run
the Caldwell
Community Center,
and your mother used to--
used to volunteer there.
Yeah.
May I come in?
Sure.
[Peter]
Uh...
So, Camille,
do you remember anything
after the bus accident?
I was in an accident?
Why don't I remember?
Uh, well, sometimes
when something
traumatic happens,
our brain blocks it out
as a defense mechanism,
as a way of
protecting ourselves.
The memories
usually return
once we're more equipped
to deal with them.
So the bus crashed,
and now I have amnesia?
Uh...
It's more complicated
than that.
[Peter]
Camille...
Don't worry.
What's happened to you
is extraordinary
and wonderful.
Just give yourself
some time to process it,
to just be back
and to accept everything
that's happened,
and when you're
ready to talk,
I'm available any time.
I need to go to sleep now.
Of course.
Come here, honey,
hop in bed.
I'll meet you
downstairs.
Okay.
I feel really tired,
but I don't think
I'm gonna be able
to sleep.
Sure you will.
Just close your eyes,
relax.
Love you.
I love you too.
Hey, Lucy, it's me.
Uh...
I really need
to talk to you.
Something has happened,
and--
Just--can you just
call me back?
Peter.
[chuckles]
To the rescue again.
Hey, I'm just curious--
what, with your degree
in psychology and everything--
you know, you've been
counseling us
since the accident,
all of us, you know,
parents, and--
You told us to find
some form of acceptance
with this.
Right?
"Remember your children
with a smile on your face,
not pain in your heart."
- Isn't that what you said?
- Jack...
I'm just curious to know
what kind of acceptance
am I supposed to have now.
How do you explain this?
[Peter]
Honestly, Jack, I have no idea.
As far as I know,
this has never
happened before,
unless you know
otherwise.
Camille is back.
Why are you trying
to ruin this?
I'm not trying to
ruin anything, Claire.
I--I can't think of
anything I've wanted more.
There has not been an hour
that I have not
thought about her,
about seeing her,
and here she is
in our house,
and she has
absolutely no idea
what she's returned to.
[soft ethereal music]
♪♪
[Sighs]
[rock music playing]
♪♪
[electricity buzzing]
[man]
♪ It's been three days ♪
♪ I've seen much ♪
♪ Don't need
another disguise ♪
♪ Pull my head from the sky ♪
♪♪
♪ A week
and I've lost my tune ♪
♪ Don't need to play
the fool ♪
♪ Been kicked out of the pool ♪
♪♪
♪ Science, at the foot of an
elephant's bed ♪
♪♪
♪ I don't believe... ♪
Excuse me.
ls Rowan here?
Don't know her.
She's a waitress here.
I don't think so.
Yeah, she is.
If a Rowan worked here,
I think I would know.
I know Rowan.
I know where she lives.
[cell phone buzzing]
Dr. Han.
[George]
Doctor...
[Julie]
Hello?
Hello?
This is Dr. Han.
[Julie]
Hello?
Why are you
walking so fast?
Are you sure you know
where she lives?
No, I just walked
all the way out here
to get even more
mountainy mountain air.
How come
I've never seen you
at the Dog Star before?
I've never seen you
there either.
Really?
Well, I practically
live there,
so if you did go there,
I'd know you.
Explain that.
I can't.
How long have you
lived in Caldwell?
I was born here.
How do you
know Rowan?
When I was in
high school,
she tutored me
for the SATs,
which was a complete
waste of time.
How do you know her?
How much further?
That is her townhouse
just there on the right.
You're welcome, asshole.
[owl hooting]
[haunting music]
♪♪
[knocking at door]
♪♪
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan?
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan.
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan!
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan, it's me.
[pounding at door]
[Simon]
Rowan! Rowan!
Rowan, what's going on?
I know you're in there.
[pounding at door]
Rowan!
No...
No!
No! No!
[Simon]
Open the damn door!
Go away!
[Rowan]
Go away!
Leave me alone!
Just go away!
Go away, go away, go away!
[Sobs]
Are you okay,
Mommy?
Yeah, sweetie.
I'm fine.
I'm sorry.
Please don't cry.
Oh, I won't anymore.
I won't anymore.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[water rushing]
[lock clicking]
Rowan?
Honey?
Hey.
What's the matter?
It started
happening again.
The Simon stuff?
I thought it was over.
Don't worry.
I'm here.
I'm here for you.
Okay?
[quietly]
Okay,
[suspenseful music playing
over TV]
♪♪
Okay.
No TV.
It's time
to go to sleep.
Please, at least
tell me your real name.
Victor.
We need to do it
right now.
Jack, I'm tired.
I just had to work
a double shift.
I need you to
talk to Camille.
I need you to ask her
why she's here.
Why she's here?
[gasps]
I need you to ask
why she's here.
[both gasping]
She's here for Claire.
She wants Claire to know
that she's okay.
And then?
She's going back
to the other side,
but she's sending
all of you her love.
One more question,
what kind of sandwich
did she have?
What?
When she came home,
what kind of sandwich
did she have?
Was it roast beef,
turkey, PB&J?
Jack, what are you--ow!
You have a gift, huh?
You can channel
my dead daughter?
You've been conning me
this entire time!
Let me go.
How does somebody
do something like that?
This is amazing.
Tell me that!
How does somebody
do something like that?
[smack]
Hey, can you grab
that tray?
Lucy?
Lucy!
[screaming]
[blade stabbing]
[screaming]
[moans and pants]
Shh...
It's over.
Shh...
[rattling]
[clattering]
Oh, shit.
[knocking]
[knocking]
[knocking]
[both gasp]
[Sobs]
Lena?
No!
[Lena]
Mom!
Lena?
Mom!
[sobbing]
[birds chirping]
[Camille]
I really don't see
why I have to go
on this stupid trip.
Lena's not going.
Lena's sick.
She's got
a temperature.
Yeah, right.
She doesn't seem
that sick.
Actually, I don't feel
that well either.
You feel fine.
You're gonna have fun,
I promise.
I promise you I'm not.
This is really unfair.
Eat up, Camille.
You're gonna miss
your bus.
I hope I do.
[haunting music]
♪♪
[knocking softly]
Hey.
Hey there.
I take it
you're feeling better?
Much.
You don't want to?
It's not that.
What?
Is it Camille?
We sort of made a promise
to each other.
Why?
Because we both
like you.
Well, I'm sort of
in love with you,
so is that fair to me?
Sort of?
Sort of...
A lot.
[teacher]
Camille?
This is due Monday.
You can hear me, right?
Yes.
[teacher]
Thank you.
Lena...
Have you ever, um...
No.
[solemn cello music]
♪♪
[gasping]
[gasping]
[gasps]
Camille! Camille!
[Camille]
Let me off.
Let me out.
Let me out.
- Camille, it's not safe--
- Let me out!
Let me off!
Let me out!
- Camille!
- Stop!
Go back to your seat.
[brakes screech]
[tires squealing]
♪♪
[mournful cello solo]
♪♪
[atmospheric acoustic music]
[man]
♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Sleep don't visit ♪
♪ So I choke on sun ♪
♪ And the days
blur into one ♪
♪ And the backs of my eyes ♪
♪ Hum with things
I've never done ♪
♪ Sheets are swaying ♪
♪ From an old clothes line ♪
♪ Like a row
of captured ghosts ♪
♪ Welcome home ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
[teacher]
Camille?
This is due Monday.
Camille?
[song continues playing
over headphones]
[muffled]
You can hear me, right?
♪♪
Yes.
Thank you.
[teacher]
Pick any four questions,
and then you guys need to do
all your own work on these.
[man]
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
[brakes screech]
[tires squealing]
[crashing]
[haunting music]
♪♪
[wind whistling]
[solemn music]
♪♪
[water rushing]
[mournful cello solo]
♪♪
[gasping softly]
[panting]
♪♪
[crickets chirping]
[bird wails distantly]
[Peter]
Jamie, I think you're next,
but first,
Kris has something
she would like to tell us all.
[Kris]
Thanks, Peter.
Uh, so I--
Well, actually,
Matthew and I,
we wanted to let you know
that...
we're having a baby.
[applause]
And because of all of you,
we've been able to--
well, not exactly
get over our loss
but to carry on,
to move forward.
I-I guess what I have learned
is that life,
it prevails,
and we are all--
Well, what we have
is a beautiful gift.
Your--your news
is a gift to us, Kris,
you too, Matthew.
[applause]
[light buzzes and crackles]
[electricity whooshes]
[match flares]
[solemn piano music]
♪♪
[Peter]
Huh.
Looks like
the whole town's out.
I wonder what's
going on.
There's not a cloud
in the sky.
[electricity buzzes,
light pops]
Oh.
[Nina]
So anyway, as I was saying,
the monument comes out
of the foundry next week
and will be ready
for installation.
You'll be able to enter
through here
and then look out through
any of the 32 holes,
one for each
of the students.
It's, um...
It's gonna be really beautiful.
I'm assuming that model
is accurate, right?
Yes.
All right, I-I--
All right,
I'm gonna say it.
I don't want
to offend anybody,
but that's not beautiful.
Jack, you made your thoughts
very clear
when we first discussed this.
We listened to you.
We voted.
Can we move on?
[Kris]
If you think this is so ridiculous,
why do you bother
coming to these meetings?
Well, I come to
these meetings, Kris,
because they do me
a lot of good,
believe it or not,
like you,
and maybe one day,
life will give me
a beautiful gift too.
[door clicks open and shut]
Lena?
Lena?
[plate clatters]
[cellophane rustling]
Don't get mad at me.
It's not my fault.
Something really weird
happened.
I know you were
probably worried.
I would have called you,
but I lost my phone.
Please don't look at me
like that.
It was totally weird.
I woke up
in the mountains,
way up above the dam.
Took me, like,
two hours to walk home.
I swear to God, Mom,
I'm not making
any of this up.
I didn't have
anything to eat.
I'm starving.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Is Lena home?
No.
She's at a friend's.
I'll clean up later,
okay?
[The Head and Heart's
Lost in My Mind]
[man]
♪ How's your engine running? ♪
♪ Is that bridge
getting built? ♪
♪ Are your hands
getting filled? ♪
♪ Won't you tell me,
my brother? ♪
[percussive indie music]
♪ 'Cause there are stars... ♪
[laughter]
Sorry.
It doesn't always work.
That's okay.
Usually
I get something,
but today...
weird.
Nothing.
It was still
pretty good, though.
Just pretty good?
You do set the bar
kind of high.
Don't smoke in here.
Tony doesn't like it.
I don't care
what Tony thinks.
I own the place.
So, uh, can I see you
on Thursday?
I, uh...
I have to drive
down to Seattle
to meet with my lawyer.
[exhales]
So you need cash?
You've been so
awesome to me, Jack.
My ex is such
an asshole.
He's postponing
the custody hearing again
because he knows
I can't afford
to keep paying for
these depositions.
I'll bring a check.
How about
Wednesday?
Let me check
my schedule.
Yeah, that works.
[cell phone ringing]
Hey, Claire.
[Claire]
/ need you to come over here
right now.
Why?
What's the matter?
Is it Lena?
[Claire]
No.
Come over.
[man]
♪ I get lost in my mind ♪
♪ Lost, I get lost ♪
♪ I get lost in my mind... ♪
Hey. Lena.
Your dad's
seeing Lucy again.
Really, Hunter?
Come on, man.
What?
It's true.
Hunter, shut up.
[Hunter]
Hey, I got a joke for you...
No, it's gross.
[laughter]
[shower running]
Can you bring me
my bathrobe, please?
[solemn music]
♪♪
[knocking]
Thank you.
[knocking at door]
Come on in.
What's wrong?
Camille is here.
[Sighs]
You want to see her?
Now listen.
[water splashing]
Lena?
[Camille]
No, it's me.
What are you doing?
Get out!
Dad!
[Claire]
She doesn't remember anything--
not the accident,
nothing that happened--
only that she was on
a school bus trip,
and then
she just woke up
in the woods.
It's just
not possible.
No, it's not,
but you just saw her.
But there has to be
some other explanation.
Like what?
Both going crazy
at the same time?
[door clicks]
What's the matter?
Is something wrong?
Since when are you
smoking again?
Did Mom tell you
what happened to me today?
It's kind of weird,
isn't it?
It's like a coma
or a neurological thing.
Maybe I should see a doctor.
How do you feel now?
Fine.
You guys are
acting very weird.
Are you sure
everything's okay?
Yeah.
Just glad
you're okay.
Hey, Pilar.
Dr. Han.
Working late, huh?
Yeah.
I had clinic tonight.
Isn't that supposed to be
over at, like, 8:00?
I know, but I just can't
rush anybody through.
Cool.
[haunting music]
♪♪
Hey.
What are you
doing out here?
Where are your
parents?
Are you lost?
You must be cold.
Where's your coat?
What's your name?
Here, come inside.
Well, well.
Who's this?
What a cute boy.
What's your name?
What's his name?
Victor.
Good night, Annie.
Good night, Julie.
If you don't
talk to me,
I'm gonna call
the police.
Okay, I'm dialing.
Here I go.
[buttons beeping]
9-1-1.
[female dispatcher]
9- 1- 1. What's your emergency?
[female dispatcher]
Hello?
I'm sorry.
I dialed by mistake.
Everything's fine.
You can stay here tonight,
but tomorrow, I'm taking you
to the police.
[lock clicking]
[Peter]
Claire?
In here.
Oh.
Hey.
What, um--
what's going on?
Camille has
come back.
Do you want to see her?
She's in her room.
Come and see.
[knocking at door]
Honey, can we come in?
[Camille]
Yeah.
What are all these
photos of me and candles
doing in my drawer?
Camille,
this is Peter.
He's a psychologist.
I thought he could
talk to you.
Hello, Camille.
You called a psychologist?
[Peter]
Actually, I'm a friend
of your mother's.
Since when?
I've never met you before.
Uh, well, I run
the Caldwell
Community Center,
and your mother used to--
used to volunteer there.
Yeah.
May I come in?
Sure.
[Peter]
Uh...
So, Camille,
do you remember anything
after the bus accident?
I was in an accident?
Why don't I remember?
Uh, well, sometimes
when something
traumatic happens,
our brain blocks it out
as a defense mechanism,
as a way of
protecting ourselves.
The memories
usually return
once we're more equipped
to deal with them.
So the bus crashed,
and now I have amnesia?
Uh...
It's more complicated
than that.
[Peter]
Camille...
Don't worry.
What's happened to you
is extraordinary
and wonderful.
Just give yourself
some time to process it,
to just be back
and to accept everything
that's happened,
and when you're
ready to talk,
I'm available any time.
I need to go to sleep now.
Of course.
Come here, honey,
hop in bed.
I'll meet you
downstairs.
Okay.
I feel really tired,
but I don't think
I'm gonna be able
to sleep.
Sure you will.
Just close your eyes,
relax.
Love you.
I love you too.
Hey, Lucy, it's me.
Uh...
I really need
to talk to you.
Something has happened,
and--
Just--can you just
call me back?
Peter.
[chuckles]
To the rescue again.
Hey, I'm just curious--
what, with your degree
in psychology and everything--
you know, you've been
counseling us
since the accident,
all of us, you know,
parents, and--
You told us to find
some form of acceptance
with this.
Right?
"Remember your children
with a smile on your face,
not pain in your heart."
- Isn't that what you said?
- Jack...
I'm just curious to know
what kind of acceptance
am I supposed to have now.
How do you explain this?
[Peter]
Honestly, Jack, I have no idea.
As far as I know,
this has never
happened before,
unless you know
otherwise.
Camille is back.
Why are you trying
to ruin this?
I'm not trying to
ruin anything, Claire.
I--I can't think of
anything I've wanted more.
There has not been an hour
that I have not
thought about her,
about seeing her,
and here she is
in our house,
and she has
absolutely no idea
what she's returned to.
[soft ethereal music]
♪♪
[Sighs]
[rock music playing]
♪♪
[electricity buzzing]
[man]
♪ It's been three days ♪
♪ I've seen much ♪
♪ Don't need
another disguise ♪
♪ Pull my head from the sky ♪
♪♪
♪ A week
and I've lost my tune ♪
♪ Don't need to play
the fool ♪
♪ Been kicked out of the pool ♪
♪♪
♪ Science, at the foot of an
elephant's bed ♪
♪♪
♪ I don't believe... ♪
Excuse me.
ls Rowan here?
Don't know her.
She's a waitress here.
I don't think so.
Yeah, she is.
If a Rowan worked here,
I think I would know.
I know Rowan.
I know where she lives.
[cell phone buzzing]
Dr. Han.
[George]
Doctor...
[Julie]
Hello?
Hello?
This is Dr. Han.
[Julie]
Hello?
Why are you
walking so fast?
Are you sure you know
where she lives?
No, I just walked
all the way out here
to get even more
mountainy mountain air.
How come
I've never seen you
at the Dog Star before?
I've never seen you
there either.
Really?
Well, I practically
live there,
so if you did go there,
I'd know you.
Explain that.
I can't.
How long have you
lived in Caldwell?
I was born here.
How do you
know Rowan?
When I was in
high school,
she tutored me
for the SATs,
which was a complete
waste of time.
How do you know her?
How much further?
That is her townhouse
just there on the right.
You're welcome, asshole.
[owl hooting]
[haunting music]
♪♪
[knocking at door]
♪♪
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan?
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan.
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan!
[knocking at door]
[Simon]
Rowan, it's me.
[pounding at door]
[Simon]
Rowan! Rowan!
Rowan, what's going on?
I know you're in there.
[pounding at door]
Rowan!
No...
No!
No! No!
[Simon]
Open the damn door!
Go away!
[Rowan]
Go away!
Leave me alone!
Just go away!
Go away, go away, go away!
[Sobs]
Are you okay,
Mommy?
Yeah, sweetie.
I'm fine.
I'm sorry.
Please don't cry.
Oh, I won't anymore.
I won't anymore.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[water rushing]
[lock clicking]
Rowan?
Honey?
Hey.
What's the matter?
It started
happening again.
The Simon stuff?
I thought it was over.
Don't worry.
I'm here.
I'm here for you.
Okay?
[quietly]
Okay,
[suspenseful music playing
over TV]
♪♪
Okay.
No TV.
It's time
to go to sleep.
Please, at least
tell me your real name.
Victor.
We need to do it
right now.
Jack, I'm tired.
I just had to work
a double shift.
I need you to
talk to Camille.
I need you to ask her
why she's here.
Why she's here?
[gasps]
I need you to ask
why she's here.
[both gasping]
She's here for Claire.
She wants Claire to know
that she's okay.
And then?
She's going back
to the other side,
but she's sending
all of you her love.
One more question,
what kind of sandwich
did she have?
What?
When she came home,
what kind of sandwich
did she have?
Was it roast beef,
turkey, PB&J?
Jack, what are you--ow!
You have a gift, huh?
You can channel
my dead daughter?
You've been conning me
this entire time!
Let me go.
How does somebody
do something like that?
This is amazing.
Tell me that!
How does somebody
do something like that?
[smack]
Hey, can you grab
that tray?
Lucy?
Lucy!
[screaming]
[blade stabbing]
[screaming]
[moans and pants]
Shh...
It's over.
Shh...
[rattling]
[clattering]
Oh, shit.
[knocking]
[knocking]
[knocking]
[both gasp]
[Sobs]
Lena?
No!
[Lena]
Mom!
Lena?
Mom!
[sobbing]
[birds chirping]
[Camille]
I really don't see
why I have to go
on this stupid trip.
Lena's not going.
Lena's sick.
She's got
a temperature.
Yeah, right.
She doesn't seem
that sick.
Actually, I don't feel
that well either.
You feel fine.
You're gonna have fun,
I promise.
I promise you I'm not.
This is really unfair.
Eat up, Camille.
You're gonna miss
your bus.
I hope I do.
[haunting music]
♪♪
[knocking softly]
Hey.
Hey there.
I take it
you're feeling better?
Much.
You don't want to?
It's not that.
What?
Is it Camille?
We sort of made a promise
to each other.
Why?
Because we both
like you.
Well, I'm sort of
in love with you,
so is that fair to me?
Sort of?
Sort of...
A lot.
[teacher]
Camille?
This is due Monday.
You can hear me, right?
Yes.
[teacher]
Thank you.
Lena...
Have you ever, um...
No.
[solemn cello music]
♪♪
[gasping]
[gasping]
[gasps]
Camille! Camille!
[Camille]
Let me off.
Let me out.
Let me out.
- Camille, it's not safe--
- Let me out!
Let me off!
Let me out!
- Camille!
- Stop!
Go back to your seat.
[brakes screech]
[tires squealing]
♪♪
[mournful cello solo]
♪♪