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[eerie music]
[singing in foreign language]
[birds chirping]
[alarm beeping]
- Baby?
Wake up.
- Five more minutes.
- Come on, it's time.
[soft curious music]
[shower running]
- [Rob] Honey, you picked up my shirts, right?
[pills rattling] Honey?
- Uh-huh, I matched up your ties too.
Well, since when is apple her favorite anyway?
Yeah, I'm not upset.
No. - Well, it sounds like you--
- [Ben] Mom!
- Well, if it sounds that way it's because
you keep asking me the same question
and expecting a different answer.
- Mom, it is not in the hamper.
- Did you check the dryer?
- Yeah.
- Okay, just have some eggs.
I'm listening. - Is that bad?
Uh-huh. - Mom.
- Hey, Mom, I'm sorry.
I have to go. - At least I can count on you.
- [Ben] Mom.
- Okay, fine.
- Mom.
- All right. - Apple, okay?
- Okay, I know. - Mom.
- Yes, apple, I know.
- [Ben] Mom. [knocking]
- I promise.
Okay, we'll see you then.
Bye. - Mom.
I have a game and I need my f-ing jersey.
- Okay, don't talk like that.
And, Ben, please use a plate.
- I said f-ing. Not fucking.
- Ben!
[TV blaring in background]
[lid clangs] [Holly screaming]
Robby!
Rob!
Do you know how many diseases those things carry?
Rob.
- Shit.
Do you know how f-ing happy I will be
when this thing is done?
- [Holly] Yeah.
- How do I look?
- [Holly] You always look great.
- But managerial great?
- Extremely.
I'm calling an exterminator.
- Really?
I mean, we're barely holding it together
and you're gonna spend your last cash on a little mouse?
- It's in my house.
- [Rob] It's a little mouse.
- I'm not arguing this.
- It probably just wants to [imitating mouse chewing]
take a little nibble. - Cut it out.
- Right here. - No.
- Maybe it's a ticklish mouse.
- Stop, stop it! [laughs]
- Everything's okay, right?
- Mm-hmm.
[lips smacking]
- Gotta go.
- 'Kay.
[lips smacking]
- Bye.
[footsteps departing]
[engine squealing]
- Lee, honey!
Come on, let's go!
- [Ben] You're making me late you fat sack of shit!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Ben, not helping.
Go get in the car.
[door slams]
Lee?
Honey?
[soft music]
All right.
Have a good day, sweetheart.
Do you have everything?
[van door slams]
- When I had journeyed half our life's way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
Ah, it is hard to speak of what it was.
The savage forest, dense and difficult,
which even in recall renews my fear.
So bitter, death is hardly more severe,
but to retell the good discovered there--
- Fear so bitter death is hardly more severe.
That's pretty intense.
So, what good do you think he discovered there?
Paul?
[paper rustling] - Wake up.
- That he's not all alone?
- Uh-huh.
Go on.
- That he's got someone...
...a friend...
...who's willing to go all the way through hell to help him.
- I guess my voice occasionally
reaches the back of the room after all.
[class laughing]
[crickets chirping] [train whistle blowing]
[mouse trap scraping]
[keys rattling] [door squeaking]
Hi.
- Hey.
[lips smacking]
- So, how'd it go?
- They haven't said shit.
[footsteps departing]
- Honey, you're gonna get it.
[door bangs]
[shower running]
[pills rattling]
[faucet running]
It was there, Robby. Watching.
- [Rob] So... a mouse from the kitchen,
climbs up here to where there's no food
just to hang out and watch you sleep?
- [Holly] Yeah, maybe.
Why not?
- Okay.
Why don't I get the gun from the dresser,
and the next time it happens, you can just take care of it?
- Please don't say that.
- And let the guy who's working 16 hour days
get some fucking sleep.
- [TV Reporter] ...crowds.
I have to watch the crowd here,
and I do try to watch a little of the game
at the same time, extremely tough.
[footsteps shuffling]
- [TV Sports Reporter] ...late in the second half,
19 seconds left.
The coach is pressured and tosses up a lame duck
that's picked off by linebacker...
[coffeepot gurgling]
[TV faintly playing in background]
- Damn it.
[sports reporter faintly rambling]
[suspenseful music]
[foot bangs]
[metal clanging]
[Holly knocking]
Lee, honey.
Come on.
[shower running]
[suspenseful music]
[heavily sighs]
[suspenseful music]
- Mom!
He won't get out of the bathroom!
- Okay, well just give him a minute.
- He's messing with his hair.
Or jerking off!
- I don't need to hear that.
- That's why we're always out of tissues.
- Oh, for God's sake.
- You know what? Fuck it!
I'm going back to bed.
- Don't you dare!
Ben, let your brother in there right now!
Do you hear me?
[suspenseful music]
[Holly screaming]
[blood drips]
Yes, that is what I said, attacked.
No, it attacked me.
[horn honking] Uh-huh.
Could you maybe rearrange something?
[horn honking] Anything?
Yes!
Oh, that's perfect!
Thank you.
Okay, great.
[soft music]
[pen scratching]
[soft curious music] [shopping cart rattling]
[high heels clacking]
[footsteps approaching]
[soft curious music]
[shopping cart rattling]
[suspenseful music]
[muffled talking]
- Ladies, I'd like you to meet my wife.
[register beeping]
- [Paul] Hey, there.
- Oh, hi, Paul.
How are you?
- Since class? The same, I guess. [laughs]
Put it on his account, right?
- Uh-huh.
[crickets chirping] [quirky television music]
[apple crunching]
[bowl thuds]
Hey, you wanna give me a hand?
- Huh?
- I could use your expert dough rolling skills.
- No.
[soft classical music]
- Okay.
[doors slamming]
[heavily sighs]
- Hey, how are you?
Hello.
- [Holly] Hi, Mom.
- Oh, this is nice.
You get a haircut? - No.
- [Beth] Come on in.
- [Holly] How is she?
- Horrible. Hardly eats.
I just made her a cup of tea.
She probably won't touch it.
- Has she made it out of bed at all?
- She just mainly lays around puffing away.
The whole place stinks like hell.
[Holly laughing]
They told us, "Well, just let her be,"
so we're letting her be.
This is apple, right? - Uh-huh.
- Good, she's really looking forward to it.
- 'Kay.
- Go say hi to your sister.
- Oh, I'll just wait for her to come down.
- Holly, go say hi to your sister.
- Okay.
[stairs creaking]
[knocking]
Claudia?
[door creaks]
[Holly smirks]
- [Claudia] Remember that day?
- Hey.
You scared me.
- Doesn't it blow your mind how much we've changed?
Oh, I missed you.
I missed you so fucking much.
- I missed you, too.
What?
- You mean it?
- Come on.
I'm so happy you're okay.
[suspenseful TV music]
[Man In Movie] He's better equipped
to fight this place than we are.
- I'm wondering if we should be here at all.
[silverware clanking] - Why don't you catch a bus and go home?
- Don't think I wouldn't if I could find one.
- There he is.
- [Frank] I'm just saying, use this time here with us
as an opportunity to reevaluate things and then--
- [Claudia] Because reevaluating things
is what landed me there in the first place.
Touchy topic.
- [Beth] Sweetie, you're just taking this all wrong.
- [Frank] We love you.
We are here for you and want to help you find another path.
- [Claudia] Right, yeah.
Yeah, and what path would that be?
- [Frank] Look, you're a bright girl.
You should have something practical to focus on,
to dedicate yourself to. Like your sister.
- [Rob] Hey, I know it's not glamorous,
but I could probably get you a job at the market.
- Wow, yeah, now there's an idea.
Bagging groceries at 33,
I mean that's a dream come true.
- [Frank] So, maybe it's not ideal, but it's a new start
and a way of getting settled in.
- [Claudia] What a failure.
I mean, that's what you think, right?
Just say it.
What a complete and total failure.
- [Frank] Oh, come on. - That's not true.
That's just not true.
- [Claudia] I certainly have no intention of
sticking around here. That's for sure.
- [Beth] Well, we'll talk about that later.
But, now, look here what Holly made for you.
That's your favorite, that's the kind you like.
- [Rob] Hmm, looks great.
Come on, hon. Sit down.
- [Holly] Oh, I hope you like it.
- [Beth] Now, I taste heat.
Is there heat?
- [Frank] Yep, my taste buds are on high alert.
[family laughing]
- [Rob] A little spicy hon.
- Oh, it's mostly the chili pepper.
And the cinnamon, I let it all soak in.
- God, now, I never woulda tried that.
- Claud, you're not having any?
- [Claudia] Hmm-mmm.
But I'm sure it's delicious.
Right, everyone?
- [Rob] Oh, yeah, perfect.
- Yeah. - Wow, perfect.
See, Holly's a real gourmet chef, too.
- [Frank] Bravo.
- [Claudia] You know, I think you probably got it from Nana.
Right, Mom?
- [Beth] If there's anything we'd have gotten
from my mother, it would have been her cooking.
[Claudia laughing]
- Oh, her cooking, yeah.
[laughs] Ah, that brings back memories.
You remember, Holly, the time with Nana?
- We had lots of times with her.
- Oh, yeah, for sure, for sure.
I meant the one with the pie.
You remember that day?
You remember.
Oh, Holly.
Oh, come on.
You can't still be upset about it.
- I'm not upset I just [mumbling].
- [Claudia] Oh, good, you're not upset.
So we actually made a pinky promise
never to talk about it again.
- [Holly] Then don't talk about it. We were kids.
- [Claudia] Right and now we're all grownups here
and it's just a funny story.
- Sorry, what are we talking about?
- Nothing. She's drunk.
Should you even be drinking?
- [Claudia] I'm not drunk. - [Beth] She is not drunk.
She can have one drink and it's a funny story.
Go ahead and tell the story.
- Fine.- [Claudia] It is a funny story.
It's a funny story.
Thank you, Rob.
Okay, so Nana made this pie
and she left it out to cool overnight.
And the next morning, we wake up and it's gone.
So we searched all over the place
and we finally find the pie plate back in the cupboard
all washed and cleaned. Like Nana never even made it.
Like it never even existed.
- [Rob] Sorry, but I'm lost.
What happened to the pie?
- [Claudia] Well, I saw her bake it.
You know, we all did.
But we also knew where it probably went,
because we knew who loved pie the most.
Little... Holly...
Hippo.
- Okay, it was mean then and it's ridiculous now.
As ridiculous as that story.
- You gonna admit you ate it?
- I did not.
[Claudia laughing]
- She's still such a goddamn liar.
- [Frank] Hey, hey!
- [Holly] As usual, blame the fat girl!
- [Claudia] What? Not anymore! - [Rob] Not what she's saying.
- [Beth] That's enough.
- [Claudia] I mean you're practically anorexic.
She totally ate it.
[family laughing]
[water splashing]
[TV blaring in background]
[drawer slams]
[door squeaking] [family laughing]
[soft dramatic music]
[car engine revving]
[horn honking]
- Go around.
[horn honking]
Okay, yes, I see you.
Go around.
[horn honking]
What is your problem?
Go around!
[horn honking] [engine revving]
- [laughs] Hey! Come on!
[horn blaring]
[engine revving]
[laughs] Hey!
Move it you stupid cunt!
- I'm here! [tires squealing]
Oh, my God.
- You're drooling. [Lee smirks]
[panicked breathing]
[shower running]
- [Rob] You gonna talk about last night?
- I was tired. I'd had enough.
- [Rob] Right.
Hey, take it easy.
You had your phone off. You had your mom really worried.
- Excuse me.
- Okay, you know what?
You're starting to freak me out here.
When I came home last night, you were asleep downstairs.
Mumbling... saying some shit...
I don't even know.
- So, why didn't you just wake me up?
- I tried.
I put my hand on your forehead. You were burning up.
You looked me straight in the eye.
I tried to help you get up, and then you did this.
Do you not remember?
- No.
I don't.
[somber music]
Bye. Have a good day.
[doors softly shutting]
[school bell ringing]
[chairs rattling] - [Student] Chill, man.
- [Holly] Settle down, guys.
- [Student] Throw it back, throw it back.
[class laughing]
- Hand it over.
- [Paul] It's private.
- Nope, not anymore.
What has gotten into you?
Office. Now!
Now! [drawer slamming]
- [Student] They need to up his meds.
[books thudding] Psycho.
[Holly clears throat]
[muffled yelling]
[soft orchestra music]
[phone vibrating]
- Oh, that's wonderful, sweetheart.
Of course I'm happy.
Of course, no, no, I am.
I'm just relieved you got it.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm feeling much better.
Well, now, I am. [laughs]
[high heels clacking]
[upbeat band music]
Go home.
[upbeat band music]
Right here?
- Yes.
[pen scratching]
- Thank you. - Thank you.
[soft music]
[suspenseful music]
[paper rustling]
[keys rattling]
- Oh, holy shit.
How cool is that?
How does it feel now that Rob is the
regional fucking manager of a--
- Shh. - Shh.
- [Rob] Thanks, honey, this looks great.
- I wish someone did something like this for me.
- [Holly] I made you a pie yesterday.
- Oh, right.
- Go to the bathroom, please.
- She's drunk. So are you.
- [Rob] Yeah, I had a few.
- A few?
- Yeah, celebrating with the guys.
Then, she walks in all hysterical
after fighting with your mom.
She thinks you hate her, by the way.
- Don't talk to me about her.
- [Rob] What, she has problems!
What do you want me to do, leave her there?
- Yes!
This is suppose to be our time.
- I know, I know it.
Look, just relax.
It's okay.
- It is not okay.
[Rob sighs heavily] [metal clanging]
- So what are you guys talking about?
- Nothing, just how lucky I am
and how great this cake looks.
- Oh, yeah.
Mmm!
Mmm, seriously, I don't know how you do it.
What?
- You know, the night Nana made that pie,
you couldn't know what happened, because
you weren't even there.
- Uh, yeah, I was.
- No.
No, no, no.
You were too busy getting...
Oh, what's the expression?
Oh, yeah. [laughs]
Finger banged by Danny Hendersonnext door in his garage.
Oh, Danny!
That feels so good, Danny!
Oh, yeah, put another finger in!
- [Rob] Whoa!
- God, were you watching me?
- But I'm the one who got slapped around.
I could have told Nana, but I didn't.
I didn't try to deliberately humiliate you.
[belt thudding]
[bed squeaking]
[wind whistling]
[eerie music]
[dramatic music] [tires squealing]
[Holly sighing]
[stairs creaking] [plates rattling]
[muffled talking and laughing]
- [Claudia] Eat up.
- [Rob] Eat up, guys.
[muffled talking]
- [Rob] Two killed nearby.
Car crash.
- [Claudia] Really?
- [Rob] Mm-hmm.
Both dead.
- [Claudia] Oh, Jesus.
- [Rob] I know, terrible to be killed like that.
- See, you guys, you should take that as
a warning when you start driving.
Oh, hey, good morning.
Here you go. [hands clap]
Would you like some coffee?
Look, I actually cooked and it's not a total disaster.
- Oh, I have to get ready.
- Hey.
I can take the boys.
- I'm fine.
- [Rob] I want you to take the day off.
- No, Rob, I'm fine.
- When was the last time you took it easy?
- Yeah. - 'Kay?
- Okay.
- Everything's gonna be great.
[lips smacking]
[curious music]
- [Claudia] All right.
- [Rob] You guys ready?
[curious music]
[gravel crunching]
[van beeping]
[curious music]
[labored breathing]
[ominous music]
[door slams]
[engine revving]
- Paul!
Where is he?
My husband!
- Are you getting me fired?
Try the back. In storage.
[curious music]
[suspenseful music]
[muffled laughing]
[lips smacking]
[Rob and female laughing]
[suspenseful music]
[register beeping]
[somber music]
[knocking]
Can I have my book back?
You can rip out those pages if you want but...
Please?
It's really important.
Hey, are you okay?
It's not about what I did, is it?
- What you did?
- The pictures?
What?
- Could you...
Could you please hold me?
- Yeah.
[Holly sniffling]
Is this okay?
[lips smacking]
Hey!
Whoa, hey!
Hey, oh, hold on a second.
[Paul moaning]
Slow down.
[labored breathing]
[Paul moaning]
- I have to go.
[door slams]
[car beeping] [engine revving]
[crickets chirping]
[pills rattling]
[faucet running]
[somber music]
[bed squeaking]
[somber music] [Holly sniffling]
- Hey.
What's the matter?
[lips smacking]
Honey?
[muffled grunting]
Ow!
What the fuck are you doing?
I won't lose you.
What?
Holly!
Are you even awake?
- I don't know.
- [Rob] Well, you better fucking figure it out.
Jesus Christ!
You know, I'm getting tired of being the punching bag...
- I killed them.
- ...between you and your goddamn weirdo family.
What did you say?
- Those two kids in the...
...in the paper.
I was the one.
I ran them off and...
I tried to tell you.
I saw you.
[Holly smirks]
I saw you.
- You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
- Please look at me.
- Get your goddamn meds checked.
- Where are you going?
[door slams]
[Holly sobbing]
[soft somber music]
[high heels clacking]
[shower running]
[belongings clattering]
[somber music]
[Holly gasps]
[vacuum whirring]
[door slams]
[suspenseful music]
- Who would like to read next?
Michelle.
- The heavy sleep within my head was smashed
by an enormous thunder clap,
so that I started up as one whom force awakens.
I stood erect and turned my rested eyes from side to side
and I stared steadily to learn
what place it was surrounding me.
In truth, I found myself upon the brink of an abyss.
The melancholy valley containing thundering,
unending wailings.
That valley, dark and deep and filled with mist,
such that while I gazed into its pit,
I was unable to discern a thing.
[hurried footsteps]
- Hey.
- Oh.
Sorry, I don't have time to talk about your essay.
I'm late for an appointment.
- You think I'm gonna say something?
- Oh, um.
You would have gotten a better grade
if you'd focused more on proving your thesis.
- I won't.
- And I also think an outline would have been really helpful
just to, you know, organize your thoughts and--
- I think you're beautiful
and that no one understands you.
Not in this shitty fucking place.
- Okay.
- He doesn't deserve you.
- Stop it!
Stop!
Jesus!
- I wouldn't hurt you. [door slams]
- [Doctor] I'm upping your sleep meds.
- Do you think that'll stop the dreams?
- [Doctor] Couldn't say.
But you know what'll really help?
- What?
- That you believe me that you don't have rabies.
Just keep it clean and dressed and you'll be fine, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
- You know, we had mice chew through the drywall
and the only thing that seemed to work
was some over-the-counter stuffin a little peanut butter.
[Holly humming]
[metal scraping]
[water gurgling]
[Holly sighing]
[ominous music]
[mice scurrying]
[light switch clicking]
[suspenseful music]
[mouse squeaking]
[thunder clapping] [rain splashing]
[bowling pins clanking] [muffled music]
- [Women] Rob, Rob, Rob, Rob, Rob, Rob, Rob, Rob!
[excited cheering and laughing]
[curious music]
[Claudia shouting and laughing]
[suspenseful music]
[rain splashing]
[thunder clapping]
- I won it in the arcade. The thing with the claw.
[Holly laughs]
It reminds me of you.
[laughs] I know it's kind of dumb.
- No.
Thanks.
[soft dramatic music]
[lips smacking]
[rain splashing]
[Holly moaning]
[muffled shouting and laughing]
- Look at me.
- [Paul] What?
[women laughing]
- Look at me.
- I'm looking.
- Look at me!
Look at me!
- [Paul] What are you doing?
- [Holly] Look at me!
- Jesus!
Fuck! What was that?
- Get out.
- What did you see?
- Get out!
[engine revving] [rain splashing]
[soft dramatic music]
[door creaking]
- [Rob] Hello?
[shoes thudding]
[curious music]
- [laughs] Come on. Come here.
[Rob moaning]
Kiss me. - Okay.
- Kiss me. [lips smacking]
- Okay.
- Come here.
- Rob. - Come on, please.
- Oh, what are you doing? - Come on.
Lay here.
[lips smacking]
It's all gonna be good now.
I'm gonna get us out of here.
[Holly moans]
[bed squeaking]
- Is it always gonna be like this?
- [Rob] Hmm?
- Is it?
- [Rob] Yes.
[Holly sobbing]
[soft dramatic music]
[somber music]
[dirt crunching]
[door creaks and shuts]
- Good morning.
- Yeah, I wouldn't know.
- I won't bother asking if you'll be home early.
- Yeah, don't.
Inventory night.
My last one.
I like the quiet without the boys around.
[engine squealing]
[apple crunching]
[knife thudding]
[pen scratching]
[oven beeping]
[pen clicks]
[soft dramatic music]
[oven door creaking]
[soft dramatic music]
[oven door creaking]
[wind chimes softly dinging]
[Holly gulps]
[heavily sighs]
[doorbell buzzing]
- [Claudia] Holly?
I know you're there!
Come on, I need to talk for a minute.
I'm taking off, so you won't have to see me again
for God knows how long.
I don't wanna leave things like this.
[doorbell buzzes]
[footsteps departing]
Boo!
- [Holly] God!
- Too busy baking to answer the door?
- I'm not feeling well.
You could have called.
You didn't have to break in.
- It was unlocked and you don'treturn my calls, remember?
- What is it?
- I'm subletting a place.
Mom is being a total bitch.
- Uh-huh.
- You know I didn't plan on coming by.
- So why did you?
- I saw you walk out last night...
...with that kid.
- So?
- [laughs] So?
I know about mistakes.
And some are easier to fix than others.
[Holly gasps] Hey!
Hey, it's okay.
Breathe.
Breathe! [Holly laughing]
- You have no idea what you're talking about.
- Well, something's going on.
I can see it all over you.
[phone ringing]
Just ignore it.
Come on, ignore it, seriously!
- [Holly] Stop!
- It's probably just Mom calling to bitch about me.
- Hello.
- [Beth] Hi, sweetheart.
- Hi, Mom.
- Told you. Just hang up on her.
- Yeah, yeah, last night was fine.
Of course.
Thanks for taking care of the boys.
They giving you any trouble?
Yeah, I know she's leaving.
Well, what do you want me to say?
It's her life.
No, I'm not taking her side...
[feet stomping]
- What is your fucking problem?
- You need to leave now.
- Oh, my god!
You're bleeding, you psycho!
- For God's sakes, you're stressing me out.
- Well, then calm the fuck down.
- I will when you leave.
- [Beth] What is going on?
What just happened?
Are you all right?
- Hey, I'm okay, Mom.
I'm gonna call you back later.
- [Beth] Holly... [phone beeps]
- What's wrong with you?
- You.
You're ruining my day.
- I'm ruining?
I'm trying to help you.
- You can't even help yourself!
How long until the next rehab?
And the one after that?
- That is not fair.
- You're cruel and selfish.
You crawl all over people and use them up like a parasite.
Like with Mom and me and both your ex-husbands
and every other loser you've ever screwed.
I can't stand you, Claud.
And I don't want you in my home,
or around my family anymore.
So, please...
...please just get out!
- Wow!
You have changed.
[hurried footsteps]
[keys rattling]
[door slams]
[Holly retching]
[vomit splashing]
[crickets chirping] [train whistle blowing]
[water splashing]
[Holly slurping]
[water gurgling]
[Holly heavily sighing]
[TV blaring in background]
- Boys?
Lee?
No...
- [Ben] Mom!
- Sweetheart.
[Ben retching and sobbing]
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Please, God, no!
Baby?
Baby?! Oh no, no!
No! [Holly sobbing]
You're okay.
No, God!
[angry groaning]
[Holly sobbing] [phone beeping]
[Holly screaming]
[ominous music]
[stairs creaking] [siren whirring]
[keys rattling] [door slams]
[engine revving]
[siren whirring]
[eerie music]
[singing in foreign language]
[wind softly whistling]
[singing in foreign language]
[car dinging]
[doors whirring]
- Holly?
Let me help you.
[soft ominous music]
[intense ominous music]
[suspenseful music]
[gun bangs] [shell casing clanging]
[hurried footsteps]
[blood gurgling]
- You're looking at me.
You're looking.
- Baby.
No.
Sweetheart, Holly.
[Rob sobbing]
Baby.
God!
[Rob sobbing]
[somber music]
[singing in foreign language]
[soft eerie music]