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Jesus!
Oh, fuck.
I wasn't trying... to escape.
No, please, no... no!
I don't wanna die... I don't wanna die!
I'm cleaning... nice and clean...
I'm sorry...
I didn't... didn't mean to.
- Hey sis. - What time is it?
- Just after eight. - You want me to make coffee?
No, I gotta go, I call you later.
You sure there's nothing I can do?
Trust me, everything's gonna be fine, just go back to sleep.
Alright, I'm coming, I'm coming.
- Ben Carlson. - Lorenzo Sapelli.
- Been waitin' for you, come on in. - Thanks.
- How long you been working here? - Altogether... 15 years.
- You were here for the fire. - Devastated.
The entire building... up in flames.
Has been 5 years since the fire...
they're still in a legal battle with the insurance company.
And even cleaning up this mess, is impossible.
I given up faith about 'em reopening, besides...
who would wanna shop here, after everything that's happened.
You know the Meredith family had bought this building...
after St. Mathews hospital closed in... huh, 1952.
This was the very first Mayflower, to open on the East-coast.
And the company wants us to patrol the premises every couple of hours.
Well, I do my rounds every 3, that's more then enough.
Anyway you'll see, nothing much going on, it's pretty calm around here.
Well... there you go.
Perfume and cosmetics department, what's left of it anyway.
Thank god, you didn't show up any later, this place gives me the creeps at night.
No electricity, all these mirrors.
It's best to keep your eyes away from them.
- You polish them? - I'm sorry?
The mirrors? They're so clean.
Oh no, that... that's Gary, Gary Louis, a fellow he was working here before you.
I was completely obsessed with those damn mirrors...
spent the entire night, cleaning 'em.
How long has it been, since you left the N.Y.P.D.?
- About a year. - I know, it's... huh, none of my business...
but... huh, why did you resign from the force?
You... huh, used to be a detective, is that correct?
- Yeah. - I'm sorry...
- I always been to curious. - So am I.
There was a pretty big team working here, before the fire.
If you only stop to think... of all the department stores in New York...
this one was the most beautiful, most luxuries.
Oh man, it brakes your heart, it really it does.
Well, here you go, that's where you be spending most of your time.
At least you got electricity in here.
It's warm besides... and even got TV.
Open up the front, help yourselves alright, here're the dishes...
I'm wearing the Duty-bag, welcome to the back yard, opened up the BBQ-grill.
I'm glad at last, lord.
Hello?
Hello.
Hey Rosa, here we are.
- That's fine, let me help you. - Thanks.
- Where're the kids? - Upstairs, they are with Ben.
Thank you.
Everybody at my school thinks this boy is an honor student...
like one of my best friends, well this boy...
likes me, and this girl Kristana she likes him, it is not often...
You want me to talk to the little boy?
Also makes him wanna rap me up in toilet paper for halloween.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Look mommy, look what daddy got me. - That's great.
- You gonna show me how it works later, okay? - It's so fast Mommy.
- Ben, can I talk to you? - Yeah.
Okay, you two, you need to finish your home work and get ready for your bath.
- Come on, no fooling around, let's go. - Okay, come on.
- Hey, come here, happy, happy birthday. - Thanks, Dad.
- Hey. - Hey.
- What is this? - What?
I've asked you not to drop by without calling.
- Yeah, if you'd only anwser my calls. - Please, I don't wanna argue...
I don't wanna argue either, if you're not gonna answer my calls, what...
I haven't had a drink for about 3 months, but since you won't answer my calls...
how would you know.
I don't wanna know, what I want is you to respect my needs.
Baby, I do every thing I can to respect your needs.
I haven't had a drink, I got a new job to hold me over until rent's paid.
I do everything I can, to get back on my feet again.
What?
You don't think people can change?
We're not talking about people... we're talking about you.
Amy, I killed a man... You don't just get over that.
- I needed time, I needed you. - I was right here!
Yeah... judging me like everbody else.
How dare you say that to me! I was the only one in the precinct...
who defended you.
How many times I chased reporters off our front lawn?
How can you say that to me?
I always been your partner! I've been the only one who believed in you!
- You're fucking unbelievable! - Please, I didn't come here to fight.
And I'm sorry, that I came over without calling, alright?
I just wanted to see you.
- We have set certain rules. - Fucking rules!
Come on Amy! Just tell me what rules I need to follow...
so I can see my son on his birthday!
Look at yourself... this is exactly what I'm talking about.
I don't know how you gonna be, from one moment to the next.
Honey, to get around you, I... I hate this... you don't understand...
Amy, I'm so scared... that I am loosing you.
I know I screwed everything up... but I missed you so much.
I missed you too.
Amy, we deserve another chance. I know how much I love you...
and I know somewhere inside there, you love me too.
Please.
Please, I can't do this... I can't do this.
Sorry.
Holy shit!
What the hell?
Fuck!
- You should stop taking those pills. - Jesus!
How you doing today?
I'm fine, I feel a lot better, I meet you there in a couple'a minutes.
- Are you sure you're alright? - Please don't start.
Okay, I'm just saying, you can talk to me if you want.
I'm your little sister.
- It's that new job, isn't it? - Yeah well, I need that new job.
I can't take care of Amy and the kids and myself on my pension.
I'm not gonna sleep on your couch for the rest of my life.
Okay, well... maybe you'll get a... a day time job, a regular job.
It's not that simple.
Well, you should think about it.
- Ben! What happened? - Leave me alone.
Please, just leave me alone. Hear me! Get out of here, now!
Fuck.
What's happening to you here? You won't give it up, you can not.
Shit.
Help!
Oh! No!
No!
Aghh!
No!
Help!
Aghh! Aghh!
Oh my God! No! No! No!
Aghh! Aghh! Aghh!
Ohh! Ohh! No!
Gary Lewis.
This is it... That's him.
Ahhh...
- Ahh!... Heeeelp!... - Hello!
- Ahhh!... Heeeelp!... - Hello?... Where are you?
I'm gonna help you, but I need to know where you are.
Damn!
- Ahhh!... Heeeelp!... - Coming!
Heeeelp!...
Is anybody here?
Is anybody in here?
Fuck this place!
Heeeelp!... Help!
Help! Help!
Help!
Help! Heeeelp!...
Ahhh...
- I want my Mom? Mom! Mom! - Michael?
Are you Okay? What's happening?
- What's going on, sweety? - There's a lady screaming.
- Where? - In the mirror.
In the mirror? Well... huh...
All I see, baby, you and I in the mirror.
- You just had a nightmare, sweety. - Okay.
Dreams sometimes look real, but they're not, alright?
- Okay. - Okay, let's go back to sleep.
Come on, here we go... I'm right around the corner, alright?
- Love you. - I love you too, sweety.
- Can you leave the door open? - Sure sweetheart.
- You two go back to sleep, okay? - Alright, mom.
I swear to you, I could feel my flesh burning...
I couldn't breathe, it was like my lungs were full of smoke.
It was like a nightmare, but I was awake, I know, I was awake.
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
I don't know what to think, I think you just going through a hard time now.
You're under a lotta stress, you having those nightmares, since the shooting.
- You know it wasn't your fault. - They're everywhere.
What are you talking about?
The fucking mirrors, they are everywhere.
In the department stores, on the corners of every street...
in the windows on every building in this city... how I'm ge..
I got news for you, I'm not the one looking into the mirrors...
but... they looking back at me.
There's no one looking back at you through the mirrows.
You're obviously... you're so conflicted about what happened.
Maybe you need to talk to someone... a professional, someone who...
The mirrors's just glass that's it... there's nothing behind them.
Please, go get some sleep. Okay? I love you.
Coming!
Hold on.
- Mr. Carlson? - Yeah.
You wanna sign here please?
- You have a good day, sir. - Thanks.
Holy shit.
Mayflower burns.
Lorenzo... I need to talk to you.
I just had the craziest day here, your ex-colleagues came to pay us a visit.
What're you talking about?
You know Gary? The guy who was working here before you?
- Yeah. - The cops found him dead...
in a sub-way station in Harlem.
I never liked him to much, but the poor guy didn't deserve to go like that.
Did they happened to tell you the cause of death?
- What? - Did they tell you how he died?
No, no, they wouldn't tell me.
My sister, buddy, is waiting for me at home... I gotta go.
Oh, by the way, about that leak in the basement...
they're sending someone over to work on that, beginning of next week.
We have a white male, 50 years of age, his name unknown...
Following the completion of the external examination...
the body was washed and then heat dried...
a light incision was made from the bilateral conjuncture joints...
to advance process
the tissue was very...
- Amy? - Yes? What is it?
There's someone in the lobby for you... it sounds urgent.
Ben? What's happening? What're you doing here?
Thanks for seeing me.
- Look, I need to ask you a favor. - Can't you see I'm at work.
I only want 20 minutes. Need information about a corpse...
Gary Lewis, I just need you to take a look at him.
- Who is he? - He was a night watchman at the Mayflower.
- I replaced him. - How did you get his ID?
I found his wallet at the department store, I just need to know how he died.
Why do you need to know how he died?
Ben you've been suspended, you're not supposed to do any investigation.
Amy, please listen to me, this is serious.
There're some very strange things happening over at the Mayflower.
I can't explain what...
This guy Gary Lewis, sent me a package right before he died.
The thing is, I never met him before.
Inside the package were all this articals on the Mayflower on the fire.
Looks like he was gonna tell me something, or warn me about something.
I need to see this out, please.
Gary Lewis... there he is, B16. he slashed his throat.
There you go, there's your anwser. the man committed suicide.
Do you get a lotta suicide cases, were people slash their own throats?
I didn't think so... Exuse me.
All I know is, the police is still investigating this one...
that's why we still have the body.
- What he use to cut his throat? - A piece of a mirror.
He probably broke the mirror into pieces, so he have something to cut himself with.
7 years bad luck.
- I'm here! - Oh god!
- You okay Ben? - I'm fine.
I'm sorry... exuse me.
- I need to see his file. - What?
- I need his file. - Ben?
What's the problem? I just need to see that file!
Calm down, you're not even supposed to be down here...
and then you wanna look at somebodys file?
Look, I'll be off soon, Amy you know where to find me if you need me.
Yeah, thanks Peter... I appreciate it.
I want you to leave now... I'm serious, Ben.
Amy, I'm sorry, I can't leave here until I see that file.
It's important, please... Please.
Amy?... Come here look at this picture.
That's the piece of mirror Gary was holding.
And then up here, it's reflecting into the other mirror there... it's full of blood.
In reality it is clean. Not a single drop of blood.
The angle at which this took the photograph was taken reflects that.
What if the mirrors are showing us something, that's not really happening?
- What? - Just... just listen to me.
What if the mirrors are reflecting something, that's beyond our reality?
What if the mirrors make us do things we don't wanna do?
Like getting Gary to slit his own throat
Just listen to yourself! You can't talk like that around here.
You're wannabe internee?
Amy, I've seen things in mirrors at work, bad things...
- I can feel what they're showing me. - Ben! You're driving me fucking crazy!
I don't have time for this. What's wrong with you?
You think I'm making this up. You think I'm fucking lying?
What medications are you taking to stop drinking?
That's a strong drug. It has a lotta serious side effects.
How many pills you're taking a day?
I'm sorry that I bothered you.
Anyway... thanks for trying to help.
- Where's the body? - In the bathroom.
Jesus.
Water was dripping from the ceiling.
I want you to tell me, did you see someone? Hear any noise? Any sound?
- Hi, what's going on? What's going on? - Just hold on a second.
It's alright, I live in the apartment there, I used to be a cop, so, what's going on?
Just a second.
Come on out lead detective! Angela!
Who is on duty in there?
- Ben. - Patelli, what're you doing here?
- Larry, just tell me what's going on? - Ben, it's not good.
Where is Angie?
Where the fuck is my sister? Tell 'em to let go off me!
- I can't do that Ben! - God-damn it!
The water left the marks...
no sign of struggle, forced entry...
the front door was locked, which means that... the person who did this...
did have keys to the apartment or... it was someone that she knew.
He'd never laid a finger on her.
You know when their father died, Ben took care of Angela.
She meant the world to him.
So far his statement is pretty consistent with the facts...
I know we checked it out, he showed up to work at 7pm. and...
the down-stairs neighbor said, he began to notice the water leaking around 10.
Now the strange thing is what the disticts report to us says...
that Ben told the day-time security guard...
Lorenzo Sapelli, that he's planning on quitting the job...
like he's moving away someplace.
Did he mention anything about that to you?
No.
To take a vacation could be just right What you gonna do with her?
Thinking of letting her go, we have no obvious reason to keep her here.
Alright.
I'm so sorry.
Ben...
why don't you come home and stay with the kids, huh?
I can't, I don't wanna get you and the kids in danger.
She asked me to quit, but I wouldn't, they came after her.
What? What're you talking about?
I got some things... I need to take care of.
- Wait Ben... - Amy...
- Please! - Amy, let me go.
I don't want you get in any more trouble... please stay out of it.
I know who did this!
Well, in that case, you should tell Patelli everything.
He never believe me. either will you.
What do you want?
Please, tell me.
What do you want from me?
What Do You Want... From Me?
E S S E K E R.
Hey, I need you to run a name for me. Esseker...
Echo, Sierra, Sierra, Echo, Kilo, Echo, Romeo.
- Did you check online? - Yeah, I already done that.
- Nothing, I.R.S. and D.M.V. - Where?
- Try New York. - When?
- Last five or Six years. - Okay, Ben.
Thanks, get back to me as soon as you can.
Mayflower burns.
Terrence Berry Confesses To Deadly MAYFLOWER Fire.
I should rest then. Woman, 3 children murdered.
Mr. Berry maintains that the mirrors in the store are the ones...
that brutally killed his wife and drowned their three children.
Terrence Berry claimes mirrors are guilty...
- Yeah? - Hey.
What'd you get?
Look, I... I didn't find anything under that name.
- Shit! Shit. - You want me to look outside New York?
Huh... no, wait, hold on, hold on.
I want you to run another name for me, Berry, Terrence Berry.
Terrence Berry. Wait one sec.
Huh... huh... I think I got him.
- You still there? - Yeah.
- Wough! This guy murdered his whole family. - And how do you know that?
- He's dead. - God-damn it!
Can you tell me where he was committed before he died?
You know Mr. Carlson, when one starts to perceive ones own reflection...
as a completely seperate being...
one is suddenly confronted with two entirely seperate egos...
two entirely separate worlds, that can surface at any given moment.
The feeling of self hatred is usually triggerd by a psychological shock...
splitting the personality in two. hence greating...
two or more personalitys, with the same memory and distinctive patterns...
in the same individual.
The patient then has the false prespective of existence...
of two distinct worlds... the real world and the world inside the mirror.
These recordings were used in Terrences trial.
You'll see they speak for themselves.
Why did you set the department store on fire? If I may ask.
To... to destroy the mirrors.
Only fire can destroy the mirrors,
What made you think you absolutely had to destroy those mirrors, Terrence?
They killed my Helen... and my three children.
For what reason?
- For what reason did they kill your family? - Because I didn't...
- Didn't do what? - They asked me to find Esseker.
- Oh my God! - We all were looking for Esseker.
Amy. Shit, I have to go.
Tell me about Esseker, Terrence?
- Who is Esseker? - I don't know who Esseker is!
I don't know... who Esseker is!
I don't know!
Mrs Carson? This is Rosa. Mr. Ben is here.
He's moving all of the furniture around.
Hey...
- how was school today? - Dad?
Don't come in here, I'll be right back.
- Dad? - Okay, Honey, just give me a second.
I have to take care of a few things.
Daddy, what're you doing?
Honey, don't be scared, everything's alright...
I think it looks nice like this, don't you?
Rosa, what's happening? Take the kids downstairs right now, right now.
What the hell are you doing?
Amy, you gonna have to trust me, this is for your own protection.
Get outta the house right now.
Hey! Are you listening to me? You are scaring the kids.
If you don't leave immediately, I'm calling the police...
and I'm warning you, you will never see your kids again.
Amy, I'm not crazy, these mirrors are dangerous.
At first I thought, it was just the ones in the store, but after Angela was killed...
I realised they can get at you anywhere.
I promise I will leave the house, just let me cover those damn mirrors.
I know what you been through, hasn't been easy...
but guess what, it hasn't been easy for us either!
Marriage is a thing of two, you know that?
It's not fair, what you're doing to us, Ben.
Michael... is acting so strange now.
He always wants to be alone, he won't talk to me, he's got nightmares.
Ben, your behavior is rubbing of on him.
He is 6 years old, I have to protect it.
Come here, I wanna show you something.
Ben, let go of me.
You won't believe me, so I'll show you.
- What're you doing? - I'll show you!
Are you crazy?
- Have you gone completely mad? - Just wait, you'll see.
- See what? - You'll see.
See what, Ben? What am I supposed to see?
It's not happening. It's not happening.
Amy, I swear to you at the Mayfl...
Amy, I'm not lying.
Ben... go back inside, okay?
Be that way.
Listen to me, baby, I wanna help you.
- No I can't, I'm sorry. - Ben!
OBJECTS IN MIRROR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR
ST. MATTHEW'S HOSPITAL
God...
Jesus Christ.
place.
Larry it's me...
I need your help again I'm trying to locate a patient-employee manifest...
who stayed at St. Matthew's Hospital.
- Where is it? - Where was it? They closed it down.
But it was in New York, it's where the Mayflower used to be.
- You say the Mayflower? - Yeah.
- Impossible. - Yeah, but do you have any idea...
where they would store records for hospitals been closed for over 50 years?
No, I don't...
but I can send someone to City-hall to check it out...
a Public Hospital, should be a record there.
- Tell me exactly what you need. - Same thing...
I'm looking for a patient or employee with the name Esseker.
Alright, I'm on it, should be a couple of hours and Ben...
get it done.
- Hey, did you get it? - Yeah...
I think so... huh, Ann... Anna Esseker.
I didn't know what you wanted, so I got all her medical files.
This is perfect, Larry... this is perfect.
What happened? You been in an accident?
Anna Esseker files, did you have to go see Hawthorne?
No, I didn't have to go anywhere...
All the files in that place are in storage, because case evidence.
- Why because of the fire? - No, no, it's before the fire...
it's a totaly differnd case.
Anna was a patient at St. Matthews, she was in psychic...
run by a doctor Cain.
Now get this, she was only 12 years old when she died.
- What? - When the nurses were on their rounds...
first thing in the morning, Oct. 6, 1952, they discovered that all the patients...
had left their rooms during the night and they all gathered in the hall.
Ben... they were all dead, including the girl.
I mean, they- they killed each other, I mean it was a slaughter house.
That's when they closed the place down, no one knows what really happened.
What about the doctor... Caine?
When they arrested him, they found him death in his cell same evening.
He slashed his wrist with a piece of cell mirror.
- Thanks for your help. - Good luck.
Damn!
Shit!
Jesus.
AUTHORIZATION FOR AUTOPSY FOR: ANNA ESSEKER
DIED AT THE AGE OF 12, OCTOBER 6, 1952.
Anna Esseker is diagnosed with...
withdrawal from reality, delusional and violent behavior.
Pennsylvania Aug 1951
They don't match.
Anna Esseker was discharged from St. Matthews hospital, October 4th...
two days before the massacre.
She's the one? Isn't she?
You're alright, baby? Okay.
...as soon you heard me...
she's quite older than me... If I'm not that who's great, but he is.
It doesn't make any sense.
- Michael? What're you doing? - Nothin'.
Okay, well... you better get going, alright?
Okay.
- Amy? - Oh, Ben...
- Amy, what's wrong? - You gotta come to house righ now.
- I'm so scared. - Amy, what's wrong?
- I'm scared... - Amy, just tell me what happened.
There is something in the house... something in the mirror.
I'm on my way.
God-damn it!
Come on!
Daddy... when you're coming back home?
I will real soon, sweetheart, come here.
- I love you, Daddy. - I love you too, sweetheart.
- You're gonna be alright. - We can't stay here.
There're gonna be windows and mirrors wherever you go...
anything that causes a reflection is dangerous...
stay inside the house and cover everything.
It's the safest place to be.
- Amy, I'm so sorry. - No, it's not your fault.
- I should have believed you. - Come here.
Ben, you do whatever it takes to end this, you hear me?
I will.
You can count on that, sweetheart.
WELCOME TO PENNSYLVANIA
- Yes sir? - Excuse me.
- Is this the Esseker farm? - What is it, Jim?
I do not know, ma... what can I do for you, sir?
I'm looking for Anna, Anna Esseker.
There's a man looking for... did you say Anna?
Yes, Anna Esseker.
An Anna Esseker, ma.
Look, I'm sorry to bother you. I must have the wrong place.
What is it you want with Annie Esseker?
I'm doing a research paper on schizophrenia.
I became familiar with Anna Esseker case.
I... I just wanted to ask her some questions.
Go tell grandpa there's a man here, who's asking about his sister.
- Sure. - Thank you.
Grandpa?
You know? Up to this day, visions of violent fits, still haunt here at night.
But I helped my father fix up this part of the basement...
especially for her.
Her fits were to violent...
my mother couldn't make her sleep anymore.
Well, we had every priests, doctor, healer, coming in...
from all over the county...
but no one could help her.
But finely a Dr. Caine from New York, answerd my parents cries for help.
He rejected the idea of demonic possession, said he didn't believe in it.
He was convinced Anna sufferd from a rare form of peronality disorder...
mirrors could help her.
He wanted to Anna under his care at San Mathew's.
My parents were very poor, but...
he agreed to cover all costs at the hospital.
- Where did she go after the hospital? - Don't you know? She died there...
with all of Cains other patients.
Mr. Esseker, I read the file...
Anna left the hospital two days before the massacre.
Doctor Caine altered the documents, so she can disappear.
Whe... whe...
Whe... where... you'd get that document?
I need you to tell me where she went after St. Matthews.
Well, she came back and stayed with us a while.
What'd you mean for a while?
What happened? Why did she leave?
I don't wanna talk about it.
Why did she leave?
Strange things started to happen in the house.
With Anna?
No, no, not with Anna anymore.
She was totaly cured.
Strange things started to happen with the mirrors, didn't they?
Mr Esseker, I need to know where is Anna now.
It's a matter of life and death. Do not make me threaten you.
We... we send her somewhere, where mirrors are forbidden.
Where the mirrors couldn't find her.
Where!
St. Augustus monastery, on the road to Riverfield.
How can I help you?
I'm sorry to disturb you, sister...
but, I've come to speak with a member of your community.
Anna Esseker.
- Is she expecting you? - No, not really.
If you're not listed, I can not help you, sir.
Can you at least tell her that I've come from New York...
to speak with her, I... I work with Dr. Caine from St. Matthews Hospital.
It's... it's very important, please.
St. Matthews closed down in 1952. Who are you?
My name is Benjamin Carson. I work as a night watchman...
on Sixth Avenue in New York City.
In the building that used to be St. Matthews hospital.
- What is it you want, Mr. Carson? - M... my family is in danger.
It was threatening and was asking for you.
I came all this way, to ask you, why...
why the mirrors, that were left over from St. Matthews hospital...
are so desperate to find you.
You see Miss Esseker, if you don't help me...
I will lose the most important thing to me in this world...
and that's my family.
Sit down, Mr. Carson.
The mirrors are merely windows of our world.
It is not the wish of the mirrors to find me.
But what is imprisoned, inside them.
What is imprisoned inside them?
At the time, when I was at St. Matthews...
Dr. Caines therapy for personality disorder consisted of...
locking a patient in a room with mirror for several days...
forcing them to confront their own image.
Dr. Caine was wrong about that theory.
No cure for Schizophrenia, Mr. Carson.
It was something else and whatever it was...
it left me and went into the mirrors.
Since that day,it has been collecting the souls of the people it kills.
I'm sorry, but if I agree to go with you and return back to that place...
I will make it possible for demons...
to cross the threshold back into the real world.
You do understand what that means to my family.
You can't do this, you need to come back with me.
I will pray for you, and your family.
That's all I can do right now, Mr. Carson, I'm sorry.
- God bless you. - Gary Lewis, Terrence Berry...
and many other men have died trying to find you.
And look for me too, two days ago my sister was murdered.
My family will be the next if you don't help me.
Please, please... look here, here...
This is my family, my wife Amy, and my daughter Daisy and my son Michael.
They're beautiful, they're innocent, they'd never hurt anybody.
Here, take... take the photo, just... just take the photo.
- Look at them. - I'm sorry.
Who the hell you think you are! They're just kids!
- Hello? - Amy!
- Ben, where are you? - At the monastery.
- Did you find her? - Yeah.
- Yeah, did you talk... - Amy?
Michael. Michael?
Ben, hold on, Michael isn't here.
- What'd you mean? - I don't know...
I fell asleep with the kids in the bed and now I don't know where he is.
- Michael! - Amy, what's going on?
Is everything alright?
Oh, fuck!
Amy, what's going on? You got Michael?
Oh, my God! Ben, there's water everywhere.
God...
You gotta be careful with the water, it creates reflexions.
It's all over the house, writing on the fucking mirrors.
Amy, where is Michael?
I don't know where he is, I don't see him anywhere.
Amy, listen to me! You gotta stay away from the water...
get the kids and stay away from the water.
- Michael? - Amy! Amy?
Shit!
- There's no visits here. - Don't give a fuck!
My family is not dying tonight. You are coming with me.
Michael?
Daisy...
Daisy come here.
Come here, baby.
Mom?
Come on, dear.
- What are you doing in there? - Everything will be alright.
No!
- No! - Oh! Daisy.
Honey? Get down here, get down, alright baby.
Oh my God are you okay? Oh my god!
Oh baby, don't do anything, don't move, don't move...
- Mom, why'd you do that? - Look at me sweetheart...
your mom would never hurt you, you know that...
Here, sit down here, baby...
Let me see, let me see...
It hurts...
It will be okay, alright? I know it hurts, stay right there.
Give me your hand, give me your hand, baby, you hold it really tied, okay?
That's all it takes... just like that, okay.
Now... listen to me, baby, you have to be very brave.
I need you to stay here, no matter what happens...
no matter what you hear, do not move from the closet...
until I come back, you understand me, right? Okay.
Do not move! I love you.
Hold on.
Michael?
Where are you?
Michael?
Michael!
Michael, what're you doing?
Don't be scared, mommy, he just wants to play with us.
Michael, I want you to drop that knife right now.
Do you hear me?
You know very well you're not allowd to play with knives.
Don't you?... Come on!
That's a good boy... Give me the knife, Michael.
Michael! Michael!
Michael?
Michael!
Michael?
Michael! Mike! Michael!
Michael?
Why're you hiding from me, sweetheart?
Michael...
He is waiting for me downstairs.
Take me inside...
from now on, I have to keep my eyes closed.
Stay with me.
- You're in the room. - Strap me in the chair.
I spend the darkest days in my life in this room.
Are you sure there's no other way?
This is for your family, Mr. Carson. For your family.
Michael?
Michael, look at me!
- Michael! - Mom!
Michael! Michael!
Michael! No!
No!... Get up! Get up!
Shit.
- You should go now. - Thank you.
Michael!
Why?
Michael, don't leave!
Michael!
Michael! No!
Michael!... Come here...
Oh, thank God!
Oh... thank you.
Anne?
Anna?
Go to hell you bitch!
Oh, my baby.
Oh... I love you, baby.
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