Boy of Your Dreams (2025) Movie Script
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(gentle music)
(gentle music)
(pensive music)
(door creaking)
Hello.
(door clatters)
(bag thuds)
(Kate sighs)
(zipper rasping)
(boot thuds)
(zipper rasping)
(boot thuds)
(Kate sighs)
Hey, how you doing?
Yeah, I just arrived.
Oh, my God, it's so hot
outside, I'm so tired.
Yeah, it's pretty cool.
Yeah, it looks like,
just like the pictures,
you know, it's nice, it's like spacious.
Yeah.
I'm locking the doors right now, yeah.
It should be good.
No, it should be good,
don't worry about it, yeah.
It's pretty like safe here, so.
Yeah, I think I'm good, just gonna chill,
have some dinner, watch TV and.
Yeah.
No, I'll be good.
So, yeah.
This is Moscow, Idaho.
I mean, it's pretty chill, yeah.
It's not LA but, (chuckles)
you know, it's good.
I like, you know.
It's quiet. (Sighs)
No, like noisy neighbors,
like in my apartment back in LA.
Oh, my God, don't get me started.
Oh.
Yeah, I like it here.
I might stay, you know, for a
while, like, for a few days.
Yeah.
How are you, though?
You good?
That's good, yeah.
Okay, I'll call you back, okay?
I, I just gonna get
some something to drink.
Okay.
Bye, see you like in few days, okay?
Take care.
Bye-bye.
(Kate sighs)
(lock clicking)
(lock clicking)
(pensive music)
(Kate exhales)
(door lock clicking)
(Kate sighs)
(zipper rasps)
It's nice.
Mm.
So, cool.
This is so cool.
This is what Jean was talking about.
Look at that.
Hello?
I like it here.
It's good.
(Kate sighs)
(book thuds)
(pages rustling)
"Think and Grow Rich."
Yeah.
(books clattering)
Oh, who's this?
(Kate sighs)
(book rustles)
(sofa squeaking)
(Kate sighs)
(book rustles)
(Kate sighs)
Everything's gonna be okay. (Mutters)
(Kate sighs)
I'm hungry.
(Kate sighs)
(plastic rustles)
(tongue clicks)
God, there's no food.
(sighs) I have to go grocery shopping.
(pensive music)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(pensive music)
Hello?
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(footsteps tapping)
(doorknob clicking)
(pensive music)
(keys jingle)
(door clicks)
Storage.
(door thuds)
Okay.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
(Kate sighs softly)
(Kate sighs softly)
(pensive music)
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate sighing)
(tongue clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate exhales)
(bed rustling)
(door clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(pensive music)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(door scrapes and thuds)
(lock clicking)
(tongue clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
Hey.
Um, yeah, it's me again.
Um.
So, Moscow was safe, right?
Yeah, I don't know.
I just, (sighs) I
thought I shut this door,
and I just came downstairs
and it was open.
I don't know, I'm.
I think I'm, (sighs) I
think I'm just tired.
I don't know, it's.
(sighs) It's been a long
drive, so I don't know.
I think I'm losing my mind a little bit.
Yeah, I'm fine, I just.
I don't know.
Yeah, it's fine.
I think, I don't know.
I may not just close it or
something, I don't know.
Yeah, (sighs) I'll call
you if anything, okay?
(footsteps tapping)
Yeah.
So, what are you doing, you're working?
(footsteps tapping)
(door lock clicks)
Yeah.
Yeah, just take a break.
I know, my, my brain is fried right now.
I'm just, I'm seeing things
to this point. (Chuckles)
Okay.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna lay down.
Okay, see you.
Bye.
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(lock clicking)
(door scraping)
(soft ominous music)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(door scrapes and thuds)
(door lock clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(tongue clicks) What?
(Kate sighs)
(cellphone thuds)
(sofa creaks)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
Wait, what are we doing?
(Kate sighing)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(cellphone clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate exhales)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(sofa creaking)
Where's my phone?
Wait.
Where's my phone?
(pillows thudding)
(footsteps tapping)
(pillow thuds)
What the hell?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
What the hell?
What?
(footsteps tapping)
(door creaking)
(door creaking)
(door thuds)
(door lock clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
(door lock clicking)
Where's my phone?
(pillows thud)
(chair clatters)
Shit.
(Kate sighs)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(footsteps tapping)
(zipper rasps)
(bag clattering)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
Hello?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate mutters)
(Kate sighs)
(tongue clicks)
Oh, my God, it's okay, calm down.
(Kate sighs)
Hello?
(Kate sighs softly)
(pensive music)
Hello?
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
Is anybody here?
(Kate sighs)
Who turned the light on?
(Kate sighing)
(tongue clicks)
Where's my freaking phone?
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(curtain rings rattle)
(Kate sighs)
(drawers clattering)
Where my phone?
(objects clattering)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(pensive music)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(Kate breathing heavily)
It's you.
[Bryan] Hello, Katie.
[Kate] Don't touch me. (Sobs)
(Kate breathing heavily)
[Bryan] I missed you.
What do you want? (Sobs)
[Bryan] A little bit of
this and a little bit of that.
I just wanted to see you.
(Kate sobs)
What do you want from me?
Please, let me go.
Oh, my God.
No. (Sobs)
[Bryan] I said I just
wanted see you one more time.
No, please, let me go.
Don't you understand that?
- No. (Cries)
- Hmm.
(both grunting)
Stop it.
(both grunting)
[Bryan] Come on, Katie.
(floor thudding)
(Kate panting)
Where are you going?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate whimpering)
Aw.
- Please.
[Bryan] Don't you know
I'm afraid of the dark?
Don't you know I'm afraid of the dark?
(Bryan grunting)
- [Kate] No.
(Kate whimpering)
No. (Crying)
(Kate panting)
Please, let me go.
(switch clicks)
(Kate crying)
[Bryan] I said I was afraid of the dark.
It's not real.
(Bryan shushing)
It's not real.
It's not real.
Go.
(button clicking)
Go away.
- Aw.
[Kate] Go away.
It's not real.
(Kate whimpering)
[Bryan] It's not real.
(Kate panting)
No.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
(Kate panting)
Wait.
You cannot do that, wait.
[Bryan] It is real.
Everything's real here.
Don't you know that?
Everything's real.
Look at you.
(Kate whimpers)
So pretty.
(Kate panting)
Where are you going, Katie?
[Kate] You are not real.
(switch clicks)
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Now I can see you.
(draw clatters)
(Kate panting)
(knife clinks)
Oh, please.
[Bryan] Do you remember,
do you remember this?
Do you remember this?
(Kate whimpers)
Sit down.
Sit down.
I just wanna talk.
I just wanna talk.
(Bryan shushing)
(Kate crying and whimpering)
I just wanna talk.
Just wanna talk.
(Kate whimpering)
What do you want?
[Bryan] Are you still
having those dreams?
The ones you had at the hospital?
Who are you?
[Bryan] You don't remember?
You don't remember?
We used to be so close.
Hugging and kissing,
and hugging and kissing,
and hugging and kissing.
(Kate crying)
But not now.
And now, everything is so different.
And you're so pretty.
Yes.
Yes.
Do you remember that time at the hospital?
Yes.
I know you do.
Mm-hmm.
(Kate whimpering and panting)
Let me go.
[Bryan] There's nowhere to go.
Oh, please.
You are not real.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Tell me,
tell me about what happened in the field
when you were 18.
You hurt that little boy.
You hurt that little boy,
and he never ever went home again.
Do you remember, Katie?
It wasn't my fault.
[Bryan] "It wasn't my fault."
Whose fault was it then, your friend?
Your friend.
Was it her fault?
Hmm?
(Kate panting)
Tell me about what happened at the field,
(Kate whimpering)
And maybe I will let you go tonight.
[Kate] I don't remember.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] That's the wrong answer.
Because we all know that you remember.
You'll always remember.
Every time I come to you, you remember.
And every time we go through this,
every time we go through
this, you remember.
(Kate whimpers)
Lie down.
Soon, it's going to be time
for you to go to sleep.
(bed rustles)
And when you sleep, you can dream.
I said lie down, I want
you to tell me a story.
[Kate] It's not real.
It's not real.
[Bryan] It is not real.
It is not real.
(Kate sobbing)
(bed rustling)
What did you do to the boy?
Just a little boy, you hurt him so bad.
[Kate] I haven't done anything.
(Kate sobs)
(Bryan whooshing)
(Kate sobbing)
[Bryan] Don't run.
I trusted you.
I even offered this to you before,
but you didn't take it.
(Kate whimpering)
I just wanna get.
(Kate crying)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate whimpering)
(door clattering)
(door thuds)
(door lock clicking)
(door clatters)
(door creaks and clatters)
(Kate sobbing)
Please.
Please, just stop it.
[Bryan] I told you, you can't run.
(knife clicks)
(Kate sobbing)
Look at me.
Look at me.
(Kate sniffs)
(Kate whimpering)
Take it off.
No.
(Kate whimpering)
[Bryan] But we used to be so close.
So close.
(Kate sobbing)
And you're so beautiful,
and you're still so beautiful.
Just hold my hand.
Just hold my hand.
(Kate sniffs)
You can trust me.
You know that, right?
You can trust me.
I don't know.
[Bryan] But you haven't told me yet
about the boy.
Where was it?
Was it a field?
Was it a farm
in a far away place?
Where was it?
It was in a field.
[Bryan] Take me there now.
Where was it?
It was at the lake.
[Bryan] A lake?
Very good.
Tell me more.
What happened at the lake?
We couldn't save him.
And he drowned.
We, we took, we tried to take him out.
He was gone.
[Bryan] He drowned.
(Kate whimpers)
He drowned.
(Kate sniffs and sobs)
I didn't want this to happen.
[Bryan] Mm-hm.
It wasn't my fault.
[Bryan] Mm-hm.
It's never, it's never,
never your fault, is it?
I tried to save him.
But I, but I, I got, I got scared,
and then runaway.
(Kate sobbing)
(knife clatters)
[Bryan] You look so pretty.
The lake,
the boy,
the lake,
the boy.
Then the hospital.
They took you to the hospital,
and they tried to help you, didn't they?
(Bryan imitates knife thudding)
I trusted you,
but you never trusted me.
I loved you.
[Bryan] Maybe you did.
Maybe you did.
(Kate sniffing)
(Kate whimpering)
Why don't you lie down?
We can talk about it.
Talk about what?
[Bryan] Your love for me.
Lie down.
You can trust me, remember?
(bed rustling)
(Kate sobbing)
And here you are all alone
in someone else's home.
(Bryan breathes deeply)
It's okay.
Why are you here now?
After all these years.
(Bryan breathing heavily)
[Bryan] You called me.
Don't you remember?
No.
I tried to forget everything.
Us.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Well,
you don't have to worry
about that any longer,
'cause it's almost time to go to sleep.
(Kate sobbing)
One little boy went out to play,
and he never came back that day.
One little girl had nothing to say,
and now, she has to pay.
Do it.
Do it.
[Bryan] Yes.
Yes.
(Kate whimpers)
Do it.
(Kate sobbing)
Goodbye.
(Kate crying)
No.
No, please.
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate wheezes)
(Kate groans and pants)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate groans)
(Kate panting)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate groans)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate wheezes)
[Bryan] Yes.
Let the breath go.
Now there's only skin and sleep.
Go away.
(Bryan speaks indistinctly)
(Bryan speaks indistinctly)
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(bed rustles)
(pensive music continues)
(switch clicks)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(gentle music)
(gentle music)
(pensive music)
(door creaking)
Hello.
(door clatters)
(bag thuds)
(Kate sighs)
(zipper rasping)
(boot thuds)
(zipper rasping)
(boot thuds)
(Kate sighs)
Hey, how you doing?
Yeah, I just arrived.
Oh, my God, it's so hot
outside, I'm so tired.
Yeah, it's pretty cool.
Yeah, it looks like,
just like the pictures,
you know, it's nice, it's like spacious.
Yeah.
I'm locking the doors right now, yeah.
It should be good.
No, it should be good,
don't worry about it, yeah.
It's pretty like safe here, so.
Yeah, I think I'm good, just gonna chill,
have some dinner, watch TV and.
Yeah.
No, I'll be good.
So, yeah.
This is Moscow, Idaho.
I mean, it's pretty chill, yeah.
It's not LA but, (chuckles)
you know, it's good.
I like, you know.
It's quiet. (Sighs)
No, like noisy neighbors,
like in my apartment back in LA.
Oh, my God, don't get me started.
Oh.
Yeah, I like it here.
I might stay, you know, for a
while, like, for a few days.
Yeah.
How are you, though?
You good?
That's good, yeah.
Okay, I'll call you back, okay?
I, I just gonna get
some something to drink.
Okay.
Bye, see you like in few days, okay?
Take care.
Bye-bye.
(Kate sighs)
(lock clicking)
(lock clicking)
(pensive music)
(Kate exhales)
(door lock clicking)
(Kate sighs)
(zipper rasps)
It's nice.
Mm.
So, cool.
This is so cool.
This is what Jean was talking about.
Look at that.
Hello?
I like it here.
It's good.
(Kate sighs)
(book thuds)
(pages rustling)
"Think and Grow Rich."
Yeah.
(books clattering)
Oh, who's this?
(Kate sighs)
(book rustles)
(sofa squeaking)
(Kate sighs)
(book rustles)
(Kate sighs)
Everything's gonna be okay. (Mutters)
(Kate sighs)
I'm hungry.
(Kate sighs)
(plastic rustles)
(tongue clicks)
God, there's no food.
(sighs) I have to go grocery shopping.
(pensive music)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(pensive music)
Hello?
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(footsteps tapping)
(doorknob clicking)
(pensive music)
(keys jingle)
(door clicks)
Storage.
(door thuds)
Okay.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
(Kate sighs softly)
(Kate sighs softly)
(pensive music)
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate sighing)
(tongue clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate exhales)
(bed rustling)
(door clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(pensive music)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(door scrapes and thuds)
(lock clicking)
(tongue clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
Hey.
Um, yeah, it's me again.
Um.
So, Moscow was safe, right?
Yeah, I don't know.
I just, (sighs) I
thought I shut this door,
and I just came downstairs
and it was open.
I don't know, I'm.
I think I'm, (sighs) I
think I'm just tired.
I don't know, it's.
(sighs) It's been a long
drive, so I don't know.
I think I'm losing my mind a little bit.
Yeah, I'm fine, I just.
I don't know.
Yeah, it's fine.
I think, I don't know.
I may not just close it or
something, I don't know.
Yeah, (sighs) I'll call
you if anything, okay?
(footsteps tapping)
Yeah.
So, what are you doing, you're working?
(footsteps tapping)
(door lock clicks)
Yeah.
Yeah, just take a break.
I know, my, my brain is fried right now.
I'm just, I'm seeing things
to this point. (Chuckles)
Okay.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna lay down.
Okay, see you.
Bye.
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(lock clicking)
(door scraping)
(soft ominous music)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(door scrapes and thuds)
(door lock clicks)
(Kate sighs)
(tongue clicks) What?
(Kate sighs)
(cellphone thuds)
(sofa creaks)
(Kate sighs)
(Kate sighs)
Wait, what are we doing?
(Kate sighing)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
(cellphone clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate exhales)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(sofa creaking)
Where's my phone?
Wait.
Where's my phone?
(pillows thudding)
(footsteps tapping)
(pillow thuds)
What the hell?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate sighs)
What the hell?
What?
(footsteps tapping)
(door creaking)
(door creaking)
(door thuds)
(door lock clicks)
(footsteps tapping)
(door lock clicking)
Where's my phone?
(pillows thud)
(chair clatters)
Shit.
(Kate sighs)
(Kate exhales deeply)
(footsteps tapping)
(zipper rasps)
(bag clattering)
(Kate sighs)
(footsteps tapping)
(footsteps tapping)
Hello?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate mutters)
(Kate sighs)
(tongue clicks)
Oh, my God, it's okay, calm down.
(Kate sighs)
Hello?
(Kate sighs softly)
(pensive music)
Hello?
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft suspenseful music continues)
Is anybody here?
(Kate sighs)
Who turned the light on?
(Kate sighing)
(tongue clicks)
Where's my freaking phone?
(Kate speaks indistinctly)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(curtain rings rattle)
(Kate sighs)
(drawers clattering)
Where my phone?
(objects clattering)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(pensive music)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate breathing heavily)
(Kate breathing heavily)
It's you.
[Bryan] Hello, Katie.
[Kate] Don't touch me. (Sobs)
(Kate breathing heavily)
[Bryan] I missed you.
What do you want? (Sobs)
[Bryan] A little bit of
this and a little bit of that.
I just wanted to see you.
(Kate sobs)
What do you want from me?
Please, let me go.
Oh, my God.
No. (Sobs)
[Bryan] I said I just
wanted see you one more time.
No, please, let me go.
Don't you understand that?
- No. (Cries)
- Hmm.
(both grunting)
Stop it.
(both grunting)
[Bryan] Come on, Katie.
(floor thudding)
(Kate panting)
Where are you going?
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate whimpering)
Aw.
- Please.
[Bryan] Don't you know
I'm afraid of the dark?
Don't you know I'm afraid of the dark?
(Bryan grunting)
- [Kate] No.
(Kate whimpering)
No. (Crying)
(Kate panting)
Please, let me go.
(switch clicks)
(Kate crying)
[Bryan] I said I was afraid of the dark.
It's not real.
(Bryan shushing)
It's not real.
It's not real.
Go.
(button clicking)
Go away.
- Aw.
[Kate] Go away.
It's not real.
(Kate whimpering)
[Bryan] It's not real.
(Kate panting)
No.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up.
(Kate panting)
Wait.
You cannot do that, wait.
[Bryan] It is real.
Everything's real here.
Don't you know that?
Everything's real.
Look at you.
(Kate whimpers)
So pretty.
(Kate panting)
Where are you going, Katie?
[Kate] You are not real.
(switch clicks)
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Now I can see you.
(draw clatters)
(Kate panting)
(knife clinks)
Oh, please.
[Bryan] Do you remember,
do you remember this?
Do you remember this?
(Kate whimpers)
Sit down.
Sit down.
I just wanna talk.
I just wanna talk.
(Bryan shushing)
(Kate crying and whimpering)
I just wanna talk.
Just wanna talk.
(Kate whimpering)
What do you want?
[Bryan] Are you still
having those dreams?
The ones you had at the hospital?
Who are you?
[Bryan] You don't remember?
You don't remember?
We used to be so close.
Hugging and kissing,
and hugging and kissing,
and hugging and kissing.
(Kate crying)
But not now.
And now, everything is so different.
And you're so pretty.
Yes.
Yes.
Do you remember that time at the hospital?
Yes.
I know you do.
Mm-hmm.
(Kate whimpering and panting)
Let me go.
[Bryan] There's nowhere to go.
Oh, please.
You are not real.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Tell me,
tell me about what happened in the field
when you were 18.
You hurt that little boy.
You hurt that little boy,
and he never ever went home again.
Do you remember, Katie?
It wasn't my fault.
[Bryan] "It wasn't my fault."
Whose fault was it then, your friend?
Your friend.
Was it her fault?
Hmm?
(Kate panting)
Tell me about what happened at the field,
(Kate whimpering)
And maybe I will let you go tonight.
[Kate] I don't remember.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] That's the wrong answer.
Because we all know that you remember.
You'll always remember.
Every time I come to you, you remember.
And every time we go through this,
every time we go through
this, you remember.
(Kate whimpers)
Lie down.
Soon, it's going to be time
for you to go to sleep.
(bed rustles)
And when you sleep, you can dream.
I said lie down, I want
you to tell me a story.
[Kate] It's not real.
It's not real.
[Bryan] It is not real.
It is not real.
(Kate sobbing)
(bed rustling)
What did you do to the boy?
Just a little boy, you hurt him so bad.
[Kate] I haven't done anything.
(Kate sobs)
(Bryan whooshing)
(Kate sobbing)
[Bryan] Don't run.
I trusted you.
I even offered this to you before,
but you didn't take it.
(Kate whimpering)
I just wanna get.
(Kate crying)
(footsteps tapping)
(Kate whimpering)
(door clattering)
(door thuds)
(door lock clicking)
(door clatters)
(door creaks and clatters)
(Kate sobbing)
Please.
Please, just stop it.
[Bryan] I told you, you can't run.
(knife clicks)
(Kate sobbing)
Look at me.
Look at me.
(Kate sniffs)
(Kate whimpering)
Take it off.
No.
(Kate whimpering)
[Bryan] But we used to be so close.
So close.
(Kate sobbing)
And you're so beautiful,
and you're still so beautiful.
Just hold my hand.
Just hold my hand.
(Kate sniffs)
You can trust me.
You know that, right?
You can trust me.
I don't know.
[Bryan] But you haven't told me yet
about the boy.
Where was it?
Was it a field?
Was it a farm
in a far away place?
Where was it?
It was in a field.
[Bryan] Take me there now.
Where was it?
It was at the lake.
[Bryan] A lake?
Very good.
Tell me more.
What happened at the lake?
We couldn't save him.
And he drowned.
We, we took, we tried to take him out.
He was gone.
[Bryan] He drowned.
(Kate whimpers)
He drowned.
(Kate sniffs and sobs)
I didn't want this to happen.
[Bryan] Mm-hm.
It wasn't my fault.
[Bryan] Mm-hm.
It's never, it's never,
never your fault, is it?
I tried to save him.
But I, but I, I got, I got scared,
and then runaway.
(Kate sobbing)
(knife clatters)
[Bryan] You look so pretty.
The lake,
the boy,
the lake,
the boy.
Then the hospital.
They took you to the hospital,
and they tried to help you, didn't they?
(Bryan imitates knife thudding)
I trusted you,
but you never trusted me.
I loved you.
[Bryan] Maybe you did.
Maybe you did.
(Kate sniffing)
(Kate whimpering)
Why don't you lie down?
We can talk about it.
Talk about what?
[Bryan] Your love for me.
Lie down.
You can trust me, remember?
(bed rustling)
(Kate sobbing)
And here you are all alone
in someone else's home.
(Bryan breathes deeply)
It's okay.
Why are you here now?
After all these years.
(Bryan breathing heavily)
[Bryan] You called me.
Don't you remember?
No.
I tried to forget everything.
Us.
(Kate panting)
[Bryan] Well,
you don't have to worry
about that any longer,
'cause it's almost time to go to sleep.
(Kate sobbing)
One little boy went out to play,
and he never came back that day.
One little girl had nothing to say,
and now, she has to pay.
Do it.
Do it.
[Bryan] Yes.
Yes.
(Kate whimpers)
Do it.
(Kate sobbing)
Goodbye.
(Kate crying)
No.
No, please.
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate wheezes)
(Kate groans and pants)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate groans)
(Kate panting)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate groans)
(Bryan grunts)
(Kate wheezes)
[Bryan] Yes.
Let the breath go.
Now there's only skin and sleep.
Go away.
(Bryan speaks indistinctly)
(Bryan speaks indistinctly)
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(bed rustles)
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(switch clicks)
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