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(man sighing)
Let's just take it from the top, Mr. McCall.
Mr. McCall?
I told you, I didn't do it.
(tape clicking)
(breathing heavily)
(beeps)
(wind blowing)
(heavy breathing continues)
("Once Upon a Time" by The Gaslight Anthem plays distantly)
(muffled conversations)
(muffled, indistinct conversations)
♪ Once upon a time
♪ When I was in high school
♪ I was in love with you, lady
♪ But you treated me so cool...
Have a good night.
Thank you so much.
See you tomorrow. Good night.
♪ A Chevy '72...
Oh, fun for you.
See you tomorrow.
Oh, what?
Good night.
We'll clean up. I love you.
(grunting)
(crickets chirping)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(door creaks open)
(hair dryer running)
(heavy breathing)
(hair dryer running)
(hair dryer continues)
(dog barks, girl screams) Oh, shit.
Ugh, Zach! Stop, Maverick.
Jesus Christ! Maverick, stop.
(barks) No, no, no, no, no.
Come on, come on, get off. You scared the shit out of me.
Go away. Come on, buddy.
Get out, get out.
You're not supposed to see me tonight.
Come on, I mean, that is a dumb tradition.
You don't believe it. No, no, I don't believe it.
Oh, shit, you do.
Okay, I kind of do.
You should just...
What are you doing?
Okay, ready? Okay.
Ladies, oop, and gentlemen,
I'd like to present the McCalls.
(kiss, Samantha chuckles)
Almost. Almost.
Okay, I got to get dressed.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Just strike. Strike that pose, right there.
I just want to... I want to capture our last night together.
(chuckles) We're not dying.
My dad used to follow us around with one of these constantly.
My mom gave him so much shit for it.
I think it's sweet.
I wish I had something like that.
My whole childhood is kind of a blank.
That's kind of why I want to do this.
I mean, I don't know, I used to think my dad was so lame,
with all his nostalgia and all that,
but I don't know, I kind of get it now.
I kind of want this for us.
I just want a record
of all the important things that happen to us
and all the, like, random stupid stuff
that we'll forget about.
Hmm, yeah.
Tomorrow we are officially a family.
So tonight,
I want to start our family history.
Family history.
Yeah.
I love that.
Good. (Chuckles)
(Wagner's "Bridal Chorus" playing)
She looks... Beautiful, yeah.
She looks amazing.
She looks gorgeous. She really does.
In sickness and in health.
To love and to cherish.
Till death do us apart.
With this ring I thee wed.
And pledge myself to thee forever.
(applause)
♪ Love me tender WOMAN: Really?
♪ Love me true So beautiful!
♪ All my dreams fulfilled (indistinct conversations)
♪ For my darling (whooping) All right, buddy!
♪ I love you...
I just wanted to say thank you
to Ken and Sally
for making me feel so at home.
I've never really felt
like I was part of a family before,
so thank you for being so...
welcoming and wonderful.
Dad had, like, the first camera.
You know, he'd carry it on his shoulder like this.
Just, I wanted you to know that, you know,
I think you are a wonderful brother,
and I think this is a beautiful...
(laughter) I'm being serious!
This is a beautiful event,
and I'm really grateful that you invited me.
We were in the same foster home together for a year,
and we were more than friends, family.
I hope that you guys will be happy forever.
So, here's to happily ever after.
(cheering)
Oh, gosh.
Mmm.
I'm sorry, are you okay?
(laughter)
(Berlin sings "No More Words") (laughter, whooping)
MAN: Come on, let's do this!
(fast-paced rock music plays) (laughter, cheering)
("Tenderness" by General Public plays in distance)
(sighs)
Sam,
my beautiful wife.
This was the most perfect day.
(chuckles)
I can't believe we're married.
(laughter and chatter continue in distance)
And when we watch this, like, a lot of years from now,
just remember how good-looking I was.
I love you so much.
I promise I will...
always protect you.
Keep you safe.
I love you.
MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, SAMANTHA: Here we go.
This is your captain speaking. I'd like to welcome you
to the Dominican Republic. We realize there are
many airlines you could have chosen and we thank you
for flying with us today. This is gonna be awesome.
(woman singing over radio)
(horns honking)
(man rapping in Spanish over radio)
ZACH: Now the honeymoon begins.
SAMANTHA: Ooh.
Oh, wow.
(chuckles)
ZACH: We're going to do this, like,
swimsuit issue type thing.
Oh, God! No, no,
you're gonna go in the water. Uh-huh.
And then you're gonna come out of the water.
(chuckles) Is that how I'm gonna do it?
You just... Yeah.
Okay.
Don't worry, I'm right behind you.
Okay.
This is gonna go fast. No, it's not.
Oh, my God.
Christopher Columbus.
ZACH: Oh, really? Yeah.
This is the first cathedral in the New World.
The Cathedral of Santo Domingo.
It's, uh, the...
"It's Gothic style highlighted
with Renaissance details."
SAMANTHA (whispering): Oh, my God,
I have never seen anything
so fucking perfect before in my life.
Look at this sea of white.
Oh, my gosh.
(gasps) What's that?
(singsongy): That's my husband.
Wake up.
Hey.
(Zach yells, Samantha laughs)
(singing along with radio): ♪ Oogum, Oogum, Boogum, Boogum, Boogum
♪ Now, baby, you're casting your spell on me
♪ Your high heel boots
♪ In your hip-huggin' suit
♪ You got it right
♪ You're outta sight...
What is that?
It's the coolest wedding present ever.
Mason gave it to us; It's an adventure cam.
Oh, good, that's what I always wanted.
I know. I know.
And now we can go zip-lining. Come on. Yay!
ZACH: Just get your game face on.
All right.
(screams) Hold on.
Hold on!
Whoa.
(drums beating, crowd cheering)
SAMANTHA: Wow.
(horn blowing)
SAMANTHA: Where are we?
(shouting)
(applause)
Zach, come here.
We're going here.
(chuckles)
Whoa.
(chuckles) Come on.
ZACH: Hey, wait up, wait up, wait up.
WOMAN: Oh.
Hi. Welcome.
Oh, thank you, thank you. ZACH: Hi.
Welcome.
(chuckles)
Have a seat.
Okay.
I will study your palm. SAMANTHA: Okay.
Which one do you want?
This one.
ZACH: I don't think it matters.
Oh, well, they're different.
You've had some hard times,
but-but now you're so happy.
(laughs)
You're happy now. ZACH: She's good.
(laughs)
No family.
No past.
You were...
born from death.
What do you mean?
They've been waiting.
ZACH: Do you want to go? Yeah.
They've been waiting. Whoa.
Okay. They've been waiting.
All right, let's, um... ZACH: Excuse me, ma-ma'am.
They... Thank you. Jesus.
That's fine. They've been waiting.
Okay. All right. You are the first.
The first of many. All right, thanks. Okay.
That's great. You will bring the end.
All right, thank you. You know what, let's go.
Let's go. Thank you very much.
You've been... No, can-can we get...
All right. Ow, ow, stop.
Let go of me, please. Ma'am, ma'am,
ma'am, let go, okay. Okay, let's go.
Let's go, let's go. All right.
Zach, let's go. Come on. Okay, okay.
ZACH: Hey, you okay?
What did she say to you?
Nothing. Fucking nothing.
I don't know. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, forget her, okay?
She was crazy.
I just... what did she whisper in your ear?
I don't know.
It was just, like, a bunch of gibberish.
She stank of rum anyway.
I just want to get back to the hotel.
ZACH: I don't remember this street. Do you?
SAMANTHA: Do you want to go down this way?
ZACH: Let's turn around.
(man yells)
Okay.
(bangs, Samantha screams) ZACH: Jesus.
(grumbles)
Let's go.
(high-pitched barking)
ZACH: They don't have any street signs.
SAMANTHA: Can we just head back towards, like,
where the party was? I don't real...
(whistles)
Oye, necesitan taxi?
ZACH: You a taxi? Yeah.
ZACH: That's your family?
Mi family. Tenem... Niños.
Bebés?
B-b-babies? SAMANTHA: Oh, no.
ZACH: Oh, no, not yet. SAMANTHA: No tengo.
No? ZACH: We, uh, esposas nuevas.
DRIVER: Tengo mucho, mucho, mucho bebés.
ZACH: Sí. Mucho bebés. Someday.
One day, yeah.
I take you somewhere fun.
Eh, divertido?
Auténtico, auténtico.
ZACH: No, no, no, we're good. Thank you.
We just want to go back to the, um, hotel, yeah?
Yeah. No, no, no, no. No worry.
Eh, yo te por afuera.
I-I, this place, eh, muy distintivo, eh...
¿Cómo se dice en inglés? It's special, muy special.
ZACH: What do you think? One more drink?
No.
Vamos, ustedes están jóvenes.
Oh, eh, veinte minutos.
ZACH: Veinte minutos.
20 minutes? 20 minutes.
It's our last night.
Veinte. Veinte minuto?
Veinte. Ve... es vale?
¿Veinte?
- Oh, gratis. - Oh.
Gratis.
Esta conmigo.
ZACH: Deal. Fine.
Deal. All right, fine. One drink.
Ahora?
Llegamo, we, uh, we here.
We here. We're here.
Yes, this is...
This looks... great.
ZACH: Uh... Okay.
Okay. Ahora, tu vacación empieza ahora.
Okay.
SAMANTHA: Gracias. ZACH: Okay.
Yeah, thank you. De nada.
Vamo. Vamo pa alla.
ZACH: You don't look happy.
Yeah, well, where are we?
I don't know, but it is gonna be cool.
Okay. Okay.
Careful. Right. Okay.
Oh!
ZACH: This little guy.
SAMANTHA: Hey, little guy. Bien, bien, bien, bien.
DRIVER: Whew.
¿Qué pasa?
¿Tan bien?
I'm right here, I'm right here.
Shh.
(muffled music playing)
La musica.
Hey, el music, music, mus... Yeah.
Ah! ZACH: Music.
It's musica.
SAMANTHA: Yeah, I hear it.
Wait, this is...
No, Zach, come on, let's go back.
No, this is crazy. Come on, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam.
Let's turn around. Hey, no te preocupe.
No te preocupe. Don't worry.
We'll be all right. I'm right here.
Don't worry.Jesus. I'm right here, all right?
Come on. Fuck. I'm right here.
Okay. I don't...
We'll go slow.
Ven.
Cuidado con la cara.
SAMANTHA: Oh, it's okay. ZACH: Sorry, what?
Uh...
(muttering)
(driver whooping)
Um, wow.
Okay. República Dominicana.
La isla del amor.
ZACH: Don't worry. It's fine. Vamo, dale, dale, dale.
I promise. See?
Pasen, pasen, pasen.
(dance music playing)
(indistinct conversations)
¡Con permiso! ¡Con permiso!
VIP por favor.
Por favor VIP. Oh, sorry, excuse me.
¿Tan bien? Tan...
SAMANTHA: I don't, either! Es special. Es el lugar.
It's special!
Come on. Dame una birra.
ZACH: This is insane!
What's happening? Vamo.
ZACH: Hey, hey. This is not my dance!
Santo Domingo auténtico!
¡Mira allá! Vamos! All right, all right, all right.
Yeah, come on, go for it. Oh, see how great.
Here we go. Yeah, cheers!
(Samantha chuckles)
Yes, beautiful!
Here goes.
ZACH: Here we go.
Oh, gonna hold my nose. Ahh! Yeah!
That's not how you take a sh... it was... you sipped it.
No, that wasn't... You got to do another.
Oh, God. One more.
Oh, my God! Congratulations! SAMANTHA: Yeah!
ZACH: Oh, thank you!
And they just got married, too. We did!
ZACH: No way!
GIRL: Yes!
SAMANTHA: Yeah, go!
(laughter) I'm done.
ZACH: Oh, yes!
Yeah! Oh!
Mmm. These men are staring at me.
What?
I said, "These men are staring at me." Oh.
ZACH: You worry.
All right.
I guess you'll do.
You guess? I can't dance anymore.
ZACH: Hey!
SAMANTHA: Hi!
(Samantha laughs)
Hey, babe, let's put it away.
(men speaking Spanish)
(Spanish continues)
(men speaking Latin)
(Latin continues)
(wind blowing)
(indistinct whispering)
(rumbling)
ZACH (sighing): Oh, God.
Come on, wife.
(Samantha groans) Time to get up.
Come on. No.
Yes.
I'm sorry, but we got to get up.
(Samantha groans)
I'm so hungover.
Yeah, no kidding.
(groans) Oh, God, get away with that.
No, I know, but come on.
I'll get you some water, but we got to get up.
We got to catch this plane.
Okay. Oh, God.
(groans)
Yeah, my head is killing me.
Me, too.
Oh, shit.
I'm stuck.
(coughs)
(groans) How did we get home last night?
I don't know, the guy in the cab?
Stop.
Not right now.
ZACH: See you later, Santo Domingo.
ZACH: Well, we're home.
Home, sweet home.
(Samantha sighs) Honeymoon is over.
(Samantha sighs)
Ooh, wait, wait, wait, wait or...
Hold this. Oh.
(chuckles) Oh, sorry.
Yeah. Okay.
Here we go.
All right. (Gasps)
(groans) (Samantha laughs)
Welcome home, Mrs. McCall. Aw.
(Zach grunts) SAMANTHA: Ugh.
ZACH: Oh, Suzie left the door open.
Great. That's great.
ZACH: Here we are.
SAMANTHA (groans): Yay, home.
Ooh.
Presents. Ooh.
Crate & Barrel, Crate & Barrel,
Crate & Barrel. I'll go get the bags.
All right, we got the panini grill
and that thing from Allison. Oh.
And what... is this one?
I don't know, open it up.
Mav, do you want to open this?
All right.
He doesn't care.
Okay, this is...
the juicer that I wanted!
I'm gonna make so much stuff with, like,
flax and probiotics and...
things with kale.
Kale?
Mmm.
(whispering): Kale, shh, kale.
(laughter, groaning)
SAMANTHA: Oh, Mav.
Mav, give me... give me the bun.
Mav, give me the bun. Oh, my God.
Look at him. Oh. Damn, that... Oh, wow.
Hey, did you see the "sold" sign on the Anderson house?
ZACH: Oh, for real?
(chuckling): Maybe someone will finally fix that place up.
I hope so. Hey, uh, Samantha?
It's terrible. Your husband.
I know. He can't grill for shit.
ZACH: Sam, come on, you're gonna miss it.
All right, this is gonna be awesome.
Ready? Just like we practiced.
Are you kidding me?
Come on. Maverick, no, no, no.
You're not... You're supposed to catch it.
SAMANTHA: Zach? Yeah?
ZACH: Come on, ready?
Eye on the prize, eye on the prize.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Zach? What?
Can you turn that off for one second?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is that?
Uh...
I... (sighs)
It, uh, it doesn't make any sense.
I mean, I've taken the pill religiously.
I've never missed one ever.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, holy-holy sh...
You're pregnant?
Yes. Oh, my God.
(kissing)
We're having a baby.
(chuckles) Holy shit.
Aah! Oh, my God!
That's so amazing.
Oh, my God.
ZACH: I feel good about this office.
How about you?
I feel good, except that says three stages of pregnancy,
and there's four pictures.
Okay, so this isn't a math office,
it's a doctor's office. (laughs): I hope that doctors
can do math.
Well, the doctor didn't make that sign, clearly.
(anxious groan) You think the doctor made
the "dirty area" sign? (Laughs)
Oh, hello. ZACH: Hi.
Hi, Mr. and Mrs. McCall. SAMANTHA: Hi. Hey.
Hello. How are you? I... I'm Zach.
Hi. I'm Dr. Ludka. It's nice to finally meet.
Finally meet. Yes! Yeah. Yeah.
Hello, lucky lady. Hi.
How you doing? I'm good. How are you?
Okay. You ready?
(inhales) Yeah.
Okay, this is gonna be quick and painless.
ZACH: Awesome.
Sorry. (Laughs): Awesome.
Um, you know you get a copy of the ultrasound, right?
ZACH: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I just, um...
He... This is his thing.
It's our thing. We... It's our thing.
We just wanted to film a bunch of this, so he can...
he, she, whoever, can see it later.
It's for the baby. Okay. Sure.
Is it okay? Oh, yeah. Perfect.
Okay. Make sure you get my good side.
Done. Done. Right there. (laughs) Both sides.
This is gonna be a little cold.
(Zach laughs)
Mm-hmm.
LUDKA: Little gooey, huh?
Yeah. Oh. That's... (Ludka laughs)
great. Okay.
(machine beeps) LUDKA: Ah, there we go.
ZACH: Ooh. Can you see?
There's your uterus, right there.
(low, rhythmic whooshing)
And there's the heartbeat.
(Ludka chuckles)
Huh. Um...
ZACH: What? LUDKA: Oh, don't worry,
don't worry, I'm just gonna make a few adjustments.
SAMANTHA: Is it okay?
ZACH: Is it...
LUDKA: Uh...
Ah, there we go.
So, you're about seven weeks along.
ZACH: Ooh. And everything looks really good.
ZACH: Honeymoon baby.
(all laugh)
The pill's about 99% effective,
but occasionally this happens.
Okay. Don't even... She winked at me.
I saw that. I... 'Cause I got good sperm.
What? It's good, strong sperm. This is what you've started.
I'm gonna prescribe vitamin B...
and iron, since you're a vegetarian.
Mm-hmm. ZACH: Yeah, I've been trying to break her of that.
LUDKA: Yeah. It's for the baby. Mm-mm.
But overall, you're pretty healthy. Yeah.
I'm expecting a pretty smooth ride here.
ZACH: Awesome. SAMANTHA: Great.
Okay? ZACH: Thank you. Yeah.
One more thing.
ZACH: What? Ooh. Oh. Congratulations.
(laughs) The due date is March 30.
ZACH: Hey, it looks like a... he looks like you.
(laughing): He doesn't. A little jelly bean.
Ooh, will you hold this? LUDKA: Oh, sure. (Laughs)
It's our first family video.
LUDKA: Oh, sweet.
(whispers): That's awesome.
Sorry, sorry. Thanks.
(laughter)
LUDKA: All right, expecting you guys back in five weeks.
♪
(Zach chuckles softly)
I think Maverick drank my wine.
(Samantha and Zach laugh)
SAMANTHA: Aw, Mav. He's such a lush.
ZACH: Hey, are your...
like, ankles and toes started swelling up?
SAMANTHA: Oh, my God, with the ankles.
Yes, they're swelling up. Yeah.
I read in the baby book,
it says that those things swell sometimes.
They do. My entire thing is swelling right now, so...
Looks-looks good.
You could use a little meat on your bones. Mm-mm.
I don't like it.
Hey, ew. I mean, whoa.
(laughs): Excu... What?
Oh, God.
You haven't noticed that?
No. What is that? I don't...
Oh. Does it hurt?
No. I think my body's being taken over by hormones.
Ugh! This is not supposed to be happening.
Yeah, don't look at that. No, no, that is supposed to...
All these weird things are gonna happen to you.
You're making a-a person...
Yeah. Inside of your person.
(chuckles): Seriously, it's amazing.
(low groan) Sam.
Hm?
You're making a baby.
I can't do that.
Yeah.
(soft snoring) (rustling)
(Zach exhales)
(Samantha continues snoring) (sniffs, groans)
(Maverick whines)
ZACH: Oh, she woke you up?
Yeah. So, your mother snores,
even though she categorically denies it.
But we now have hard evidence,
so if she ever denies it ag...
Oh, hey.
Sam.
Sam, hey.
Jesus, Sam...
Sam...
(gasps)
(groaning softly)
Go to sleep.
ZACH: What are you doing? Hello.
ZACH: All right, they're getting restless,
so let's, uh... I'll leave it to Sam.
We're having a baby.
Oh, my God! (Laughs) (squealing, excited chatter)
Oh, that's great! (Zach chuckles)
They're having a baby! What?
Congratulations. We get to be grandparents again!
Aw. Stop, okay? Thank you. Congratulations.
Flip it.
Flip that card that you just had in your hand.
Thank you.
Seven, king... so I get it.
(Zach laughs)
It's tofu. ZACH: What did you think it was?
I wish you wouldn't have told me it was tofu.
I mean, did they do a sonogram?
Oh, yeah. Did you get... did you get a picture?
Yeah. She wants, like, a picture to show everybody,
like, immediately.
Ultra... oh, ultrasound.
If you go with a C-section, your body just bounces right back.
Oh, really. Great. What?
Sweetie... Did you... why don't you try to not, like,
micromanage their entire... thing.
I checked under the fridge... it's not there.
You lifted the fridge up and...?
Well, I mean, I looked... Whatever.
We'll find it. We'll find it. Uh, I couldn't find it. I'll...
When I do, I'll e-mail it to you.
Oh, I hope you find it, 'cause... We will, we will.
I'm sorry, Nat. I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
(indistinct chatter)
Oh, my God, Sam, you're bleeding.
SAMANTHA: Oh, God. Oh, geez. Here.
Sam, here you go. This is clean.
Tilt your head back.
SAMANTHA: Oh. Ugh! Ew. SUZIE: Are you okay?
ZACH: This is where you'll go to school.
I got beat up here a couple times,
but that's not gonna happen to you.
You're gonna be a much cooler kid.
(bell tolling) Uh, this is where
me and your mom got married.
Very pretty church.
This is where we walk the dog.
Here's the Anderson house.
It still looks like shit.
(barking) Shit, fuck, Maverick.
Maverick, goddamn.
(barking continues) Hey, hey. Maverick.
Come here. Hey.
Hey. No, no.
No, no, we don't live here. Come on.
(Maverick growls) All right, come on.
(Maverick panting)
Come on.
This is your house.
That's your room up there on the left.
Granddad says that it's a money pit, but, uh...
(loud crack) you know, it's got good...
good bones. Shit.
(rain falling) Hey.
Hey. Do you think this looks too mishmash?
Um...
do you want the truth?
(laughs) I'm giving our baby a tour of the house.
Yeah? Hey! Sorry.
That's not the house.
(thunder rumbling) ZACH: And the grand finale...
your room!
Formerly known as your mother's office.
(Samantha chuckles) But now we are converting.
Thank you for giving up your office.
Mm-hmm. Whoa!
(chuckles): Watch it there. SAMANTHA: Geez! (Laughs)
I mean, I study on the couch all the time anyway, so...
it's not a big deal.
It's a pretty good room, though.
She really didn't do anything in it, so I think it's...
it's only fair.
It's gonna be kind of cool, though...
you and I are gonna hang in here...
Hey. Teach you...
Do you see this guy across the street?
Huh? He's just, like, staring up at the house.
ZACH: What? What the fuck?
SAMANTHA: Oh, it's creepy.
ZACH: Hey. Hi.
How was class? Ow!
Uh, it was fine. I just had to leave 'cause I'm starving.
I think there's some leftover pad Thai in there.
I know. I don't want that.
Okay.
(loud groan)
Um... I'm just gonna eat a bunch of cookies.
How are you... how are you feeling?
Fine.
I'm just hungry.
(low, indistinct chatter)
(woman speaking indistinctly over P.A. system)
MAN: You're okay?
All right.
(low, indistinct chatter)
(imitates drumroll) All right, get ready!
(gasps) SAMANTHA: Oh! What? Whoa, whoa. Hey, no.
Hello? SAMANTHA: Hey.
I told you not... that this was off-limits
until I told you that it was on-limits.
But it's just Emily. I want her to see it.
EMILY: It looks so good. I don't care abut Emily.
I care about you. Oh. Okay. EMILY: Uh-oh. Great.
Thanks. Are you guys gonna pick a color, or...
Well, one of these days. This looks really good, though.
Oh, look! (Gasps)
Oh, my God. ZACH: Yep.
SAMANTHA: That's really nice. EMILY: You made that?
ZACH: It's gonna look way better.
SAMANTHA: Well, you're doing a great job.
I'm very proud of you. (Emily giggles)
Well, here's the crib.
Uh-huh. Hey... EMILY: Oh, wow.
ZACH: Yeah. That looks really good.
Yeah, I got it... we got it at the antique place,
and then I brought it home and, uh, you know,
sanded it down, refinished it and stuff,
made it baby-safe... I know you're big on baby safety.
Yeah. Well, it looks great. EMILY (gasps): Cute sheets.
(Samantha grunts in pain) Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
ZACH: I got you. (Grunts)
Okay, okay, hey. I got you. Oh, ow, ow, ow.
Sit down.
You okay?
EMILY: It happened this morning, too.
(groaning) Did... This bad?
Mm-hmm.
Hey. Hey. Just breathe, okay? (groaning)
You all right? Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
EMILY: Lie down, maybe? You sure it's just...
I'll just sit here for a second.
(takes deep breath)
In.
(inhales)
And out.
(all exhale)
In.
(all inhale)
(whispers): Do you see what I'm doing for you?
I'm learning how to breathe.
(inhales)
(both exhale)
(whispers): You might actually have to know some of this stuff.
I know this stuff. I know how to breathe.
Okay. I know that you know how to breathe,
but there's other stuff... (inhaling)
Okay.
(Zach wheezes) (laughs): Stop.
INSTRUCTOR: You are strong.
You are healthy.
(people exhaling)
Your body is going through a beautiful transformation.
SAMANTHA (whispers): That's a load of shit.
INSTRUCTOR: I want you all to imagine a place
that's calming...
quiet.
Make it a specific memory.
Where are you?
SAMANTHA (whispers): On the beach on our honeymoon.
INSTRUCTOR: How old are you?
(Samantha exhales)
Are you alone?
Breathe in to this memory that brings you joy.
(women gasping in pain)
INSTRUCTOR: Okay, everyone please breathe.
Breathe. If you're gonna sit up, sit up slowly.
Very slowly. Keep breathing, everyone.
ZACH: Hey, Sam. Sam. Please remain calm.
(women gasping, groaning) Sam, are you okay?
So, this is happening.
SAMANTHA: Yep. We are buying baby stuff.
♪ Baby stuff!
(Zach chuckles)
Let's go crazy. Yeah, let's go nuts.
Ooh. You want to... (grunts)
You want to practice a little diapering,
get a little wrap around this guy?
I'm-I'm good. You don't want to do that?
I'm good. But he's just been out,
he's not even in a box... he's clearly dirty.
Yeah, where'd this baby come from?
I don't know you, baby. (laughs): You bent him over
and looked at his ass to see where it came from.
I just wanted to know if he had a name or something.
(Samantha groans)
(laughing): It's a milk pump.
Not at all.
No? No.
We need one, though, right?
Yeah, we do. I actually need one.
I never want to see you do that ever again.
Probably not. (shopping cart rattling)
No, I think we got everything. For the whole pregnancy.
This is all a baby needs right here.
Ow! You all right?
(groans)
(engine starting) I'm gonna go get the car, all right?
Just hold on. No, I'm fine.
No, seriously, Sam, Sam, please, just wait there, all right?
SAMANTHA: No. Look, if I just keep moving,
I'm gonna be completely... I'll be right there.
ZACH: Whoa, whoa, whoa! (Samantha yelling)
Oh, shit! Sam! SAMANTHA: Motherfucker!
Whoa, hey, hey, no. MAN: What are you doing?
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you fucking crazy?!
Stop, stop, stop! Get away from my car!
(Samantha groaning, crying) It's okay. It's okay.
(sobbing) Okay, okay. We're gonna get some help.
We're gonna get some help. It's all right.
It's all right. It's all right.
It's all right. What happened?! What happened?!
(continues sobbing) Just breathe. Just breathe.
Oh, what is wrong with me?! Just breathe. It's okay.
(sobbing): Something is wrong! Something is wr...
ZACH: Hey.
You look really pretty when you're pensive.
I'm serious.
Hey.
Look what I found behind your ear.
(Zach laughs) Nothing.
Oh. Hello.
Hi. Hi, Zach.
Hi, Samantha. I'm Dr. Dylan.
ZACH: Wait, uh, where's Dr. Ludka?
Dr. Ludka had to take a leave of absence.
I'm covering for her.
Well... (coughing)
Excuse me. Is she gonna be back anytime soon?
She filled me in, and I've studied your file.
Okay. That's it.
ZACH: So, well, I mean, will she be back
by the time we deliver? Yeah, can we talk to her?
I don't think she's gonna be able to come back.
Let's talk about your symptoms.
ZACH: Uh... okay.
Hmm.
(low, rhythmic whooshing)
Baby looks healthy.
But it's... turned around.
We're not gonna be able to...
find out if it's a boy or girl today.
ZACH: It's gotten so much bigger. (chuckles): Yeah.
(quiet retching) Sam, you okay?
ZACH: Oh, geez...
Hey. All right, all right, right here. Here.
ZACH: She just needs a minute.
Sorry, the nausea hasn't really gotten better.
It actually... seems like it's gotten kind of worse.
Well, it's not entirely unusual, so...
Um...
she's been getting nosebleeds, too.
Are those... are those...
Yeah, can be.
She just doesn't seem like herself lately.
Is there a history of mental illness in her family?
I-I don't know.
Uh... I mean, she took some meds during college
for... anxiety or...
I don't really know what... they were.
We don't... uh...
we don't really know anything about... her family.
Her parents were killed in a car crash,
and they had to cut Sam out of her womb.
I'm sorry. I had no idea.
SAMANTHA: Hey. Oh.
ZACH: You look beautiful. (Samantha scoffs)
SAMANTHA: I'm really sorry.
ZACH: It's all right. DYLAN: It's all right.
I, um... I'm gonna do an amnio now.
Just to rule out any issues.
Especially since you don't know what may run in your family.
ZACH: Okay.
You all right?
(Samantha grunts) Okay.
Okay.
Good.
I'm good, too.
Good. I was worried about you.
I know. I could tell, 'cause you asked.
(chuckles) Uh, is this gonna hurt?
DYLAN: Oh, it's just a little pressure.
It'll be over before you know it.
I need you to stay very still.
Okay. Nurse, watch the monitor, please.
(sighs) You ready?
Mm-hmm.
Just relax. Take a deep breath.
(inhales)
(groans)
Mmm-mm.
ZACH: Are you okay? (Grunts)
No. It's okay. Hey, hey, hey.
It's... N-No, something's wrong.
Can you get it out?
Keep her still.
Is everything okay? (coughs) No, no.
Mm-mm. Keep her still. Just try and stay still.
No. Can you get it out? Samantha, we're almost there.
Can you get it out? Sam, Sam. We're almost there.
Please get it out! No! You're gonna hurt yourself.
No! You're gonna hurt yourself.
Get it out! Sam, please, please, please.
Get it out! Please, can you get it out of her? Thank you.
Get it out! It's out! We're all done.
(screaming) Sam, it's out, it's gone.
It's done, it's done.
Hey, hey, it's done. (whimpering)
Hey, hey, it's okay, all right?
(whimpering) Jesus Christ. It's okay.
(softly): I can't do this.
I can't do this.
It's all right, it's all right.
ZACH: I'm-I'm really worried about her.
I don't... I don't know what to do.
Do you think she'd ever actually hurt herself?
What?
No, I don't...
I don't know. I don't think so.
Just to be safe, we'll be keeping a close eye on her.
Okay.
(man whispering in Spanish)
(dog barking in distance)
(whispering continues)
(drilling)
(drilling stops)
(man whispering in Spanish)
(footsteps echoing)
ZACH: This door... I'm gonna fix this door someday.
SAMANTHA: Yeah, that'll be great.
ZACH: Watch your step.
SAMANTHA (chuckling): Okay, thank you.
I'm so glad my sister bought me that-that flashlight.
(sighs) Oh.
(Samantha clears throat)
How are you doing?
I feel like a...
hot air balloon.
(chuckles)
You're going upstairs?
Mm-hmm, I'm gonna go take a bath.
Okay. Yeah.
I'm just gonna check the score on the game real quick.
All right.
(sighs)
Yeah, this thing takes forever to turn on.
(stairs creaking)
(quietly): We need to get a fucking maid.
(Samantha humming quietly, water running)
(turns off water, water sloshing)
(humming continues)
(barking, growling)
(barking continues)
(birds singing)
(gasps)
Oh, look.
ZACH: Oh.
SAMANTHA: That's beautiful.
ZACH: Wow.
Nice.
Do you want to, like,
take off while we wait for the results?
Just go...
I don't know, a spa or just get out?
Like, let's just get out of town.
It's a good idea. I... Yeah.
I'm just thinking, though,
you-you've already taken so much time off of work,
and I've got finals,
and we should probably be close to the doctor right now.
All right.
It's just a thought.
It's a good thought.
I'm gonna be all right.
I know.
(indistinct whispering)
SAMANTHA: Come here. ZACH: Here we go.
SAMANTHA: Hold on a second.
(sighs) Okay.
ALL: Surprise!
Oh, my... Oh, my God.
Oh.
ZACH'S MOTHER: Hi.
Hey, sweetheart, happy birthday, darling.
Wow, thank you.
Great, son. How are you?
I'm very well, thank you.
Hi, Ma. Come here, sweetheart.
GIRL: Yeah. Yeah.
Happy birthday, Aunt Sam. Oh, my gosh.
Thanks, sweetie.
Happy birthday! ZACH: All right, that's...
All right, Jim. That's it.
No, I'm fine, I just got to rest.
You sure? Yeah.
EMILY: Why are you guys hiding in the corner?
Hey.
Looking good! Thank you.
Um, she's just gonna go upstairs for a little bit,
take a rest. Yeah, I got to lie down.
I'll be... I'll be back. Oh.
You okay? All right, I'll come up in a little bit
and check on you. All right. I just need a few minutes.
(indistinct conversations) Man, I'll clean all this up.
No, I think that's what they do actually.
No, no, I got it, I got it. I'll help you.
I'm gonna help you, too, I was just going to...
It's fine, I got it. You guys got everyone here.
I'll clean it all up. That's no problem.
That's what friends are for. Can I have some cake?
Yeah, here you go. (Sighs)
Is this too big a bite? No.
There you go. Oh, that's cute.
Mmm, nice. We're the sweetest.
We're so cute.
How's, um, how's Sam?
Uh, I don't... I don't know.
I haven't been up there since she went up, but, um,
she just, honestly, like, in general,
has not been herself or right.
I mean, and the doctor says that everything's fine,
and we've done, like, all these tests,
and she's just kind of convinced
that there's something wrong with the baby.
Like, she's adamant about it. Well...
WOMAN: How's everything going?
MAN: Thank you, Hey, you know what...
LITTLE GIRL: Braedan.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
(breathing heavily)
Braedan?
Come on, I know you're in here.
(gasps)
Braedan?
(sighs)
Braedan?
(breathing heavily)
Braedan, come out.
It's not funny anymore.
(crib creaking)
(sighs)
Braedan?
Get out! (Girl screams)
(floor creaking)
(scraping)
ZACH: I just saw you move.
All right, come on.
Do it again, here.
Lift this back so we can see you.
All right, buddy, let's go.
(sighs)
You're sleeping like your lazy mother.
Yeah.
Lazy bones.
(chuckles)
It's all right.
(sighs)
All right, shh.
(dog barking outside)
Mav, hey.
Hey.
(barking continues)
(grunts)
(low rumbling)
I mean, you know, we talked about the summer courses,
so I figured I'd just get a couple of classes going
and then go back to the full load in the fall.
You don't want to just wait till the fall?
(sighs)
No, I don't.
I don't want to just wait until the fall.
Well, um...
I-I...
Okay, I was just thinking 'cause...
I know, it's just that this has come up and I...
No, I know, but the baby...
the baby's coming in-in March.
I know it's not gonna be easy, but I just...
I don't want to put everything on hold just to, like...
No, we're not putting everything on... Well, it is.
I mean, it's not on hold indefinitely.
But, like, I got to keep working, and then...
Yeah, but if it stops, if I stop doing it now,
then I'd just feel like
I'm not gonna be able to start back up again.
Like, I'm gonna be stuck in this house,
and I'm gonna become some housewife. No, you're not
gonna be... You're not... S-Sam, Sam.
Then I'm gonna turn into your sister.
I'm gonna be Natalie. No, you're not...
And I don't want to be her. Sam, you're not
gonna be Natalie. It's you and me. Well...
It's Zach and Sam, all right? That's what it's turning into.
I know that, but I don't want to...
This isn't what I wanted to begin with, okay?
I didn't want to get pregnant,
and now I am and I just want life to go back to normal.
Can you just... Okay, well...
I don't want to talk about it anymore,
and my fucking hair is falling out, okay?
(door slams) Sam, whoa!
Hey. ZACH: Hi.
Are you excited? Yeah.
Yeah, why?
'Cause today's my first Communion.
Oh, shoot, my bad.
SUZIE: I don't know, you guys.
I went to church like once. Oh, you look like a princess.
Hey. MAN: Brittany, give your aunt a hug.
Oh, hi.
Oh, I'm so glad you're here. MAN: What's wrong, sweetie?
Thank you. How are you feeling?
Well, well, well, you ready for your big day, young lady?
You've got the whole family here.
Yeah. All right.
Hey, hello, Sam.
Oh, hi. How are you doing?
I'm doing well.
How are you? Good. (Coughs)
I'm good, really.
(coughing continues) Yeah. Are you all right?
So, when is the little one due?
ZACH: Uh, one month.
One more month. (coughing continues)
One month. That's good.
Are you all right? Yeah.
Hey, do you want a bottle of water or something?
No, I'll be fine. One month, that's all.
Home stretch, right? Yeah.
I've just got something in my throat. Well...
I'm so sorry. Do you... Yeah.
Excuse me.
Sorry. Bye.
MAN: We'll see you inside, I guess.
CHOIR: ♪ Early in the morning
♪ Our song shall rise to thee
♪ Holy, holy, holy
♪ Merciful and mighty
♪ God in three persons
♪ Blessed Trinity.
I think that's the nicest procession
I've ever seen.
Boys and girls,
we are so proud of you.
And we are so happy to have you here
this morning,
on this big, important day in your lives.
Newest members of our church to gather round
for the Liturgy of the Eucharist.
We are here to celebrate with you today
your first Holy Communion.
Also, the first time
you receive our Lord Jesus Christ
into your souls.
The... (low rumble)
I, uh...
(coughing)
Excuse me.
Uh, this-this sacrament...
(coughs)
It is a sacrament...
(coughing)
(congregation muttering)
MAN: Father Thomas, you okay?
WOMAN: Father Thomas?
(coughs)
WOMAN: Father! Oh, my God. Where-where was I?
(gagging) (congregation gasping)
(kids screaming)
(coughing)
Father Thomas!
Do you need help?
He needs help!
MAN: It's okay, Father, it's okay.
We'll call 911. Father, are you okay?
Thomas, Thomas, Thomas.
ZACH: Hey, whoa, Sam.
Hey, hey, stop, stop, Sam.
Look, it's-it's me. (Grunting)
Sto... Hold on.
Sam, s-stop, stop!
All right, hey, it's okay, calm...
SAMANTHA: I don't remember what happened back there.
With Father Thomas.
Did I...
I mean, did I do that to him?
What?
No.
(crying) Hey.
(sobbing): What the fuck is wrong with me?
No.
ZACH (over speakers): Hey, hey, stop, stop, Sam.
It's-it's me, it's Zach.
Hold on, stop, s-stop, stop. (grunting)
All right, hey.
It's okay. Zach?
Let's just go, let's just go home.
FATHER THOMAS: Oh, I'm so sorry, where was I?
I... This-this...
(congregation gasping)
(kids screaming)
(video rewinding)
FATHER THOMAS: ...Jesus Christ into your soul.
(video rewinding)
♪ Almighty
♪ Early in the morning
♪ Our...
(video rewinding)
(drawer squeaks)
(video rewinding)
born from death.
(video rewinding)
¿Veinte? Oh, gratis.
(video rewinding)
ZACH: This little guy. SAMANTHA: Hey, little guy.
(video rewinding) SAMANTHA: Yeah, I hear it.
Zach... This is...
No, Zach, come on, le..
(video rewinding)
SAMANTHA: These men are staring at me.
ZACH: What?
I said, "These men are staring at me."
(video rewinding) Hey, babe, let's put it away.
(men speaking Latin)
(group chanting in Latin)
(whispering, rumbling)
ZACH: Come on. SAMANTHA: No.
ZACH: Yes.
I'm sorry, but we got to get up.
SAMANTHA: Ugh.
I'm so hungover.
ZACH: Yeah, no kidding.
SAMANTHA (groans): Oh, God, get away with that.
Hey, Mason, it's Zach. I know, but come on...
Um... I'll get you some water,
but we got to get up; We got to catch this plane.
Um, can-can you come over for a little bit?
I need to talk to you about something.
SAMANTHA: Okay. Thanks.
And-and just, um,
I-I'll meet you outside, in front of the house, okay?
I don't want to... I don't want to bother Sam.
Okay.
(Samantha coughs over video)
How did we get home last night?
ZACH: I don't know, the guy in the cab, I think?
ZACH: What the fuck?
SAMANTHA (over video): Stop.
Not right now.
(floorboards creaking)
(creaks)
He was, like, our cab driver, on our honeymoon.
So I came home and, like, looked at all the tapes,
and there's all this mystery fucking...
Look at this. You sure, man?
Maybe it's some weird shit they do down there to scare tourists.
Whoa, what the fuck?
What the fuck?
What? It's gone.
I, uh...
What are you talking about?
I-I was j... literally just looking at this shit
right before you...
I was literally just looking at this
right before you just came in,
and now it's-it's-it's gone.
It's empty.
The fucking... It's gone.
The fucking tape is gone now.
I mean, y-you... Fuck!
Why don't you just take a... take a breath, man, you know?
No, I don't need to do that. I don't need to take a...
Wait, hold on.
What the fuck!
NURSE: We've been monitoring him 24-7.
ZACH: Uh, do you think I can talk to him privately?
NURSE: If he needs anything, we'll be right outside.
ZACH: Father Thomas, how are you?
I had a small stroke.
Yeah, we heard.
Are you going to be... you going to be all right?
How... how is Sam?
Um, she's... she's okay.
That's actually kind of why I wanted to...
I'm glad that she's okay.
Talk to you.
Um, I...
I saw these weird symbols on our honeymoon.
And, um, I just don't know really what they are,
and I thought you might 'cause...
I don't know, I think everything I've seen
says they're, uh, religious symbols.
So, uh, look, um,
there's these ones, and then...
there's that.
I-I mean, there's a bunch more.
I just started... I mean, these are
the only ones I've actually seen in person.
The other ones were all just kind of linked to it
when I started looking...
John... First John.
What?
First John 2:18.
"Children, this is the last hour.
"You have been told the antichrist is coming,
"and so there are many that are coming,
"and that... that is how we know it is the...
the last hour."
Uh, what are you... what are you talking about?
These are from early, early religion.
These are... early religion.
There's a sect, dissident.
They tried to bring the Church down in its early days,
and they did... they did rites, and they used those symbols.
They... they painted them
on the point of entry and on the nest.
The point of conception and the point of... of birth.
What? So that he could get in.
And there was ash all around. There was ash everywhere.
The antichrist is coming.
So will there be many antichrists,
and that is how we know it is the last hour.
They will be coming.
Okay, I-I didn't mean to upset you. I'm really...
It's the last hour. I'm really sorry. I, uh...
I don't think you can be here with that anymore.
You have to go now. O-Okay.
I need you to go now, Zach. Yeah.
I'm very, very tired, and I need you to go.
Okay. Put that away. Don't-don't...
Don't use that. It's gone. I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.
You've upset me. Just go.
All right. Go.
I hope you feel better.
Now! Go!
(monitor beeping) Okay. All right.
ZACH: Nurse? Nurse, can you...
Um, this one's from you, Em...
This is from Emily.
Can everybody... Thank you. Oh, yay!
More... more to come. That's just a taste.
(laughter)
SUZIE: You're going to eat... Okay, this...
Whose is this one? This... I don't know.
That doesn't... doesn't have a name.
Does anybody... Does this... this be-belong to anybody?
Well... anonymous.
It's nameless. Anon.
EMILY: You're just getting gifts from everywhere.
SUZIE: Sorry, whoever this is from.
Brooke!
What a sweetheart, Brooke! (women cheering)
I didn't read the note,
so I don't know what's happening.
EMILY: That's nice of you.
SUZIE: Well, you know, keep it.
NATALIE: Sam, you okay?
(glass clinking in distance)
ZACH: How was... how was the shower?
SAMANTHA: Fine.
(clattering in distance)
Did you hear that?
(panting)
(running footsteps)
(car alarm blaring in distance)
ZACH: Fuck.
(crickets chirping)
Every window in the house, but a lot of them in these...
This is really mostly where I see it, so I don't...
what should... I-I don't know what to do.
You know, I have to admit, it is, uh...
it's kind of weird.
No, it's-it's-it's...
I mean, someone was in here, all right?
Someone broke into our house, and they put this shit...
Wait, hold on a second. Did, uh...
But look at the porch. I mean...
OFFICER (muffled, in distance): I mean, wait a second here.
Was anything stolen? ZACH: No.
No, not tonight, but, um... But no break-in?
No break-in? There is a break-in.
Like, someone came in and put this here,
so they... broke in.
I mean, they don't have to physically
break something, do they? Well... no, no.
Around the house, there's no evidence of a break-in.
ZACH: You know, we usually lock the doors,
so I really don't know how anyone got in here.
OFFICER: Sir, there's nothing I can do right now.
I can file a report.
And call us if there's any other problems.
That's all I can do for now.
Now, you have a nice night.
(light switch clicks)
(floorboards creaking)
(sighs)
(birds chirping)
STEVE: Okay, here we go. JAY: Nice.
JAY: Here he goes. Watch this.
ASHLEY: You're going to break your neck.
JAY: Ah-ah-ah. (Ashley screams)
JAY: Oh, he got it! No way!
ASHLEY (laughing): Wow. STEVE: Fuck that.
I'm so impressed. Check this out.
What's up? JAY: Here, take this.
I got to take a piss. Oh, fuck.
I'm out. STEVE: All right. Be careful.
ASHLEY: Taking a break? Do you want to come?
Will you hold it for me? No, she doesn't want to.
(laughter)
Since Jay's gone...
do you want to, like, uh...
JAY (in distance): Hey, guys, you got to come see this!
(Steve sighs)
What is he doing? Fucker.
STEVE: You're fucking me up.
Look what I caught.
ASHLEY: What is that?
STEVE: Oh, fuck.
ASHLEY: What the fuck?
JAY: Dinner is served, y'all.
ASHLEY: Jay, stop. STEVE: Oh, what in the fuck?
ASHLEY: That is so gross. Please don't... don't touch it.
STEVE: Jay, what did you do to it?
ASHLEY: Oh, it fucking stinks!
Hey, take a photo. ASHLEY: Oh, my God.
I'm taking a video, jackass. It smells like shit.
STEVE: Hey, touch it and see if it's still warm.
ASHLEY: Hey. (Jay and Steve laugh)
You guys, there's something over there.
JAY: Ah! STEVE: You're so fucked-up.
ASHLEY: Look!
Do y'all see that?
JAY: Shut up. STEVE: What?
(grunting)
ASHLEY: Wait.
STEVE: Yo.
JAY: Hey.
ASHLEY: What is she doing?
STEVE: Hey, Ash, stay back.
JAY: Ma'am, are you okay?
STEVE: What the fuck is she doing?
(squishing)
JAY: What the fuck? ASHLEY: Oh, my God.
STEVE: Oh, shit.
ASHLEY: Uh, ma'am, are you okay?
(Ashley screaming) JAY: Oh! What the fuck?
Run!
(panting)
(yells, groans)
Steve! Steve!
STEVE: Come on, man! Get up!
Get up, dude! (Screaming)
STEVE: Oh, what the fuck?
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
(panting, gasping)
Shit.
(grunting, panting)
(screaming)
No!
(screaming): No...!
(grunts)
(sniffs)
Oh, fuck.
ZACH: Hey, you all right?
Yeah, I'm good.
Actually, I feel a little bit better.
Good.
Um, do you need anything?
No, I'm good. Thanks.
Good.
(door opens and closes)
(Samantha humming in distance)
(clattering)
ZACH: Sam?
Sam?
(humming continues in distance)
(humming grows closer)
Hey.
Sam.
What... Hey.
(humming stops)
What are you doing?
Sam.
Hey.
What's going on?
You okay?
Sam, what the fuck is going on?
(Samantha grunting) Whoa, whoa, whoa, look, hey.
Don't touch us!
Sam, it's just me, all right?
It's just me. (Samantha grunts)
Hey. Stop, stop, stop, stop it, Sam.
Sam, it's okay, it's okay. (grunting, gasping)
I think you're dreaming. It's okay.
Hey, stop. It's okay.
It's okay.
It's me. No, it's me. (whimpering)
Yeah. Yeah. Zach?
I got you. I got you.
It's me.
It's all right. I'm right here.
See? See, look.
It's just me. It's just me.
Okay?
You okay?
It's okay. It's okay. What's happening?
Nothing.
You just had a dream.
It's okay.
That's okay.
ZACH'S FATHER (over phone): ...home, so please leave us
a message and we'll call you back as soon as we can.
Hey, Dad, um, it's Zach.
Uh, look, I think Sam and I
need to come over and stay with you and... and Mom.
Sam's really freaking out,
and it's gotten me really scared and-and...
It-it's just not normal, okay?
And I know this sounds really crazy, but I-I swear,
there's been people watching us or...
We just don't want to be alone, okay?
I think we'd just feel a lot better
if we were... we were with you and Mom.
So, uh, call me back.
(sets phone on table)
(Zach sighs)
Fuck.
(panting)
(car engine starts)
Hey. Hey!
(growling)
(rustling)
(doorknob rattling)
ZACH: Oh. Hey.
Hi. Hi.
Uh, thanks for coming over.
Sam's... Sam's upstairs. She's sleeping.
She feeling okay?
Yeah, she's fine. I just...
um, I just need to take off for a minute.
I didn't want her to wake up
and have no one be here, all right?
Okay. Where you going?
Just don't answer the door.
(door closes) Okay. Bye.
Weirdo.
(Zach breathing anxiously)
(sighs)
(bottles and containers clinking)
(sniffs)
Hmm.
(Suzie hums)
SUZIE: Sam?
(rapid scraping in distance)
(scraping stops)
Sam?
Hey, Sam?
Hey.
Sam?
Samantha?
Sam?
(rapid scraping)
Samantha?
(rapid scraping)
Sam, Jesus, what are you doing?
Sam, hey... hey!
Give this to me.
Stop, stop, stop!
Sam? Stop!
Give this to me!
(eerie scream, door slam echoing)
Sam! Sam, stop!
(Suzie screaming)
(Zach breathing anxiously)
(car doors closing)
(engine starting)
(breathing continues)
(distant thunder rumbles)
(rattling)
(creaking)
(breathing anxiously)
("Across the Wide Missouri" plays in distance)
(music grows louder)
(Zach breathing anxiously)
(music continues)
(anxious breathing continues)
(quiet footsteps)
(dog barking in distance)
(music fades)
(thunder rumbling)
(barking continues)
ZACH: Fuck.
(barking continues)
Shit.
(rapid footsteps)
(music playing in distance)
(door opening)
(people conversing in Spanish in distance)
(door closes)
(Spanish conversation fades)
(stairs creaking)
(Zach breathing anxiously)
(footsteps creaking)
(footsteps stop)
(footsteps resume)
(Zach breathes anxiously)
(thunder rumbling)
(man chanting in Latin in distance)
(group responds in Latin)
(man chanting in Latin)
(group responds in Latin)
(chanting grows louder)
(thunder rumbling)
(chanting continues, louder)
ZACH (gasps): Fuck.
(man chanting in Latin)
(group responds in Latin)
ZACH: Fuck! Shit!
(grunts, yells)
(panting rapidly)
(tires screech, horn honks) Oh, shit!
(panting)
(car engine starts)
WOMAN: 911. What's your emergency?
ZACH: I just need some help.
Something is happening to my wife.
Just, please, send someone over.
WOMAN: What's the address?
ZACH: 901 Harrison Street. Please... please...
WOMAN: Sir, I'm sorry, I can't un...
Oh, shit.
What the fuck?
(door opens, bell chiming)
(group chanting in Latin)
ZACH: What do you want?
(chanting continues)
(thunder crashing)
Leave us the fuck alone!
SAMANTHA (screaming): No!
ZACH: Sam!
(Samantha screaming)
ZACH: Aah! Ah, fuck!
Oh...!
(chanting in Latin continues)
Oh, fuck... okay.
(Zach grunts)
(panting)
All right.
(man chanting in Latin)
ZACH: Shit. Fuck.
(grunts)
(crashing, clattering)
Okay... oh, fuck.
(clattering)
Sam!
(Samantha screaming)
(rumbling, clattering)
What the fuck?
Sam...?
(clattering in distance)
Oh, fuck.
(clattering, Zach grunting)
Sam...?!
(panting)
Oh, Jesus. Oh, God.
What the fuck...?
All right. I need to get to Sam...
(chandelier rattling)
(panting)
(thunder rumbling)
(panting continues)
(Samantha screaming)
(Zach panting)
Sam!
Shit! Fuck!
Sam!
Oh, God... okay, okay...
Sam... Sam...!
(Samantha chanting in Latin)
Sam...?
(Zach stammering, gasping)
Sam, what are you doing?
Hey... (Samantha screams)
Hey, Sam, come on! Sam, wha...
What? Sam! Sam! Sam!
What are you doing?
What are you... Please.
No. No, stop, stop it.
Sam, Sam, Sam.
This isn't you. Please.
Please, just come with me.
Please, let's go, we gotta get out of...
(Zach grunting, yelling)
(Zach coughing)
(Zach groans)
Okay, Su-Suzie?
Suzie? Suzie.
Fuck, no, no.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Oh, God... Oh.
Oh, God.
(panting)
Oh, fuck.
(panting)
Fuck!
(running footsteps)
Sam.
Please... it's okay.
Come on, please, please, it's me.
Come on, just come with me, please.
Please, come with me.
I'm sorry.
It's me. It's me. Come on.
This isn't you. Please.
No!
(screams, grunts)
No! Stop!
Sam, please, please.
Sam... Sam!
Sam! What are you doing?
What are you... please.
Just let me down... Sam!
What the fuck?!
No, no, Sam... Sam, no!
No! Please don't! Stop! Stop! (Samantha screaming)
Sam, no!
(Samantha screaming)
Sam, stop, stop!
Please, stop, please, Sam!
(screaming)
(Zach grunting, groaning)
(Samantha sobbing)
(sobs): Zach...
ZACH: Sam... Zach...
ZACH: Okay...
(Samantha moans, Zach grunts)
Zach, what happened?
What happened?
Okay... that's okay.
SAMANTHA: Is the baby okay?
Okay, yeah.
I love you.
It's okay, yeah. Is the baby okay?
Yes, it's okay.
Don't worry, it's okay.
It's okay. It's... it's okay.
SAMANTHA (sobbing): I'm sorry...
No, no, I love you... I love you.
(kissing)
I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry...
(groans, gasps)
(Samantha crying)
No, no, S-Sam...
Sam... (gasping)
(thunder rumbling)
Sam, no...
(sobbing): Oh, fuck.
No, Sam, please, please.
(footsteps approaching)
No... no, no!
Just stop, just stop! Please.
Just leave us alone.
Please...
No. Leave her alone.
Leave her alone!
(baby coughing) Oh, God! No...
(baby crying)
God...
(distant sirens wailing)
No... Come on.
(crying continues)
No, don't do... don't-don't...
Don't... Where are you...? Where...?
(panting)
No, no, no!
(sniffles)
DETECTIVE: So, what did you do with the baby?
They took it.
DETECTIVE: And this is the same "they"
who killed your wife and your sister?
You know, we checked...
the, uh, Anderson house.
(clears throat, sighs)
It's been abandoned for years.
Completely empty.
And there is no Dr. Dylan at Willow Oak
or any other hospital in the area.
Why don't you tell us what really happened?
Mr. McCall?
(music playing in distance, people conversing indistinctly)
WOMAN: Look at it! Oh, my God!
MAN: I got it, sweetie.
That's so amazing.
It's like a dream come true.
Okay, last day of the honeymoon!
MAN: Whoo! Ah!
Au revoir, Paris! Au revoir, Paris!
All right, let's do one together.
Okay. All right.
Why don't we come back next year, baby?
No, baby, we are gonna come back every year, all right?
Okay, good. Promise?
It's been awesome, hasn't it?
Best trip ever.
Love you so much.
Oh, love you... love you...
WOMAN: Let's get a taxi.
MAN: You got it. Oh, perfect.
Bon soir! Bon soir!
Eh, you want a taxi?
Yes. Please.
Ah. Come on. Yeah.
Get in. Okay.
I take you somewhere fun, eh?
WOMAN: Okay. Yes. DRIVER: Eh... authentic.
Outside the city, but... whoo!
MAN: All right, good.
WOMAN: Yeah, let's go somewhere fun.
DRIVER: It's first time here?
WOMAN: Yeah, it's the first time.
DRIVER: Eh... uh, newlyweds?
WOMAN: Yeah. How'd you know?
♪ Oogum, Oogum, Boogum, Boogum, Boogum
♪ Now, baby, you're casting your spell on me
♪ You got me doing funny things like a clown
♪ A-just look at me
♪ When you wear your bell-bottom pants
♪ I just stand there in a trance
♪ Huh, I can't move
♪ You're in the groove
♪ Would you believe, little girl
♪ That I-I'm crazy 'bout you?
♪ Huh, now go on now wit' your bad self
♪
♪ Ooh-ooh
♪ Ooh, now, mercy, mercy on me
♪ Huh, all right
♪ When you wear those big earrings
♪ Long hair, and things
♪ You got style, girl, that sure is wild
♪ And you wear that cute trench coat
♪ And you're standing there posing
♪ You got soul, you got too much soul
♪ I just says, who got the boo, says, who got the boo
♪ Says, who got the boo, now, castin' your spell on me.
(music fades out, static crackles)
("Once Upon a Time" by The Gaslight Anthem plays)
♪ Once upon a time
♪ When I was in high school
♪ I was in love with you, lady
♪ And you treated me so cool
♪ I was drivin' a Chevy '72
♪ It had four on the floor, girl
♪ 120, it would do
♪ And I remember Marvin Gaye singing
♪ "What's going on?"
♪ And there was a war, baby
♪ Somewhere across the sea
♪ I don't want to go fight, girl
♪ 'Cause you really love me
♪ I remember Martin Luther King
♪ Lord, he was the man, babe
♪ That gave us all a dream
♪ And I remember Marvin Gaye singing
♪ "What's going on?"
♪ I don't play with my love, oh, oh
♪ And I remember Marvin Gaye singing
♪ "What's going on?"
♪ They used to have sweet music in the park
♪ Lord, up in Monterey, straight down to the melody bar
♪ You used to wear, girl, them high pants
♪ And when you strolled down the hall
♪ All the boys wanted a chance
♪ And I remember Marvin Gaye singing
♪ "What's going on?"
♪ I don't play with my love, oh, oh
♪ I remember Otis Redding
♪ Sittin' at the dock of the bay
♪ But then he went away
♪ And I remember Sam Cooke, oh
♪ Just bring it on home to me
♪ From your love I can't be free
♪ I remember Elvis Presley
♪ And them blue suede shoes
♪ Lord, they gave me the blues
♪ I remember Marvin Gaye singing, yeah
♪ "Let's get it on."
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