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If they actually bothered to bury her. |
What? |
Jacob. We've got to get to Amanda before it's too late. |
But how are we gonna |
We've got to go to the asylum and find her body. Mark said her soul's trapped with it that's why she can't come to me. It must be! |
You do good work, Alice. |
So did Dan. |
He sure loves to stay awake. |
That's okay. He's got the rest of his life to catch up on his sleep. |
I was afraid you weren't coming. |
I watched from behind the stands. Didn't want to embarrass you, ya know. "The drunk showed up", that kind of thing... |
That's in the past. Unless you've stopped going to the meetings. |
No. A deal's a deal. |
Dad! |
It's the model you've been saving up for. I wanted you to have it for your trip. |
Where are we going? |
To take a picture. |
Thanks for everything, Dad. |
You sure you don't want a ride to work? |
It's just across the park. |
I'm so sorry, honey... |
Daddy, he's coming back...Krueger's coming back. Make them understand. |
How was the meeting? |
Sobering... |
Very funny. |
Alice... |
Since when are you such a smart shopper? |
Since my little girl became a mom... |
You disappointed in me? |
No, I'm not. I sort of hope it's a boy. Be nice to have a boy playing in the house again. |
Alice! |
I've got to go. |
No! I won't have you running around in the middle of the night. You're coming home. |
But Dad |
Now. |
Hi, beautiful. |
Jesus! Don't do that! |
Sorry, babe. |
The tickets. |
They're coach seats, but the plane lands in Paris. It's gonna be a helluva summer, hon! |
I know. |
Okay, babe. What's the matter? |
Nothing...it's just...I didn't see my father at the ceremony. |
He'll show up. C'mon, what's really wrong? |
About him? |
No. Well, not exactly...it's that...I felt like I wasn't in control. For the first time since...all that. I'm scared. |
You stopped it didn't you? It was probably just a regular bad dream. |
Yeah...I guess. |
You don't dream him up, he can't hurt you. Or me. Or us. Remember... |
You're right. |
There you go. Love you. |
Me too. |
Hey...wake up. |
Huh? |
Shouldn't you be in your room, Jacob? |
It's lonely in there, in my room. |
My name is... |
I'm sorry your boyfriend got killed. |
How did you know that? |
I could tell you were sad. I just wanted to see if you were all right. |
Hi, you don't look very well. Are you feeling all right? |
Been having bad dreams. |
Is that who you're waiting for? |
No... |
I don't think this is a nice place for you to be. Maybe we should go find your Mom. |
She doesn't want me around |
Oh...I'm sure that's not true. I'll bet she's very worried about you. I would be. |
No you're not. You don't even care about being a mom. How come you don't think about me? |
Who said I...wait, what? |
Who says I don't like you? |
My friend, with the funny hand. |
Mommy...? |
Come on downstairs. He won't hurt you. He needs us both. |
Where is he? |
He's inside you, where he hides. |
What do you mean? |
It's where he hides out. Inside. That's how he found me. |
But how...? |
He says it's easy. Especially with sad people. With closedoff people. |
Excuse us, dear. |
It's okay, Dan |
Frankly, dear, we wondered what you intend to do with our baby? |
What I what? Well, I've thought about it. I plan to keep him. |
Look, I appreciate what you're offering, but no. He is my responsibility. |
And ours. It's our grandchild. |
In your present condition, Alice, we're worried about your ability |
What are you talking about? My "condition"?... |
We know you've been through a lot but there's more than your feelings at stake here. |
You're not taking my baby! |
Feeling better now? |
Yeah. I guess so... What happened? |
You had a nasty bump. |
I gotta get out of here. |
You just stay put. You need rest. |
You don't get it, he's after me... |
Don't worry, honey |
Something wrong with the stairs? |
Avoidallcontactday. |
What? |
When dad's popping aspiring like popcorn, it's avoidallcontactday. |
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