Dementium (2026) Movie Script
1
Don't worry, I'll do all
the rowing.
Hey man,
I'm just here for a good time.
Well, so am I.
Yeah, this is that competing
goals thing from that link I
sent you. Did you look at it?
You're gonna love this spot.
It's away from everyone, there's
no people--
There's like no one here,
there's no people. Where are the
people?
It doesn't matter.
I swear you're like a kid on
Christmas Eve every moment of
every day.
No, I'm the parent and I wrapped
these damn presents. Pick up
your paddle.
I'm gonna row you all the way
back to your room. So help me
God.
That's silly.
It's nice being back on the lake
with you.
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing earlier.
Why didn't you say anything
then?
Look, I'm not ashamed of how we
got here.
-Oh, something to share with the
class. Mr. Bailey, no?
-No.
Okay, okay.
So you weren't gonna tell me
that I'm beautiful and radiant?
Mhm. I was gonna say maybe
you had a bad hair day. STOP!
You're beautiful,
you're stunning, you're just so
gorgeous.
Even if you were bald, you still
just--
You know, you have a great
skull shape, that's what it is.
Wow.
Wow.
That Bailey charm.
So now you're ready to row.
Okay, here we go.
Yeah, we gotta go.
We're burning daylight, keep it moving.
Just grab your jacket, there.
All right.
Hey, I'm sorry, I don't think I
know you.
Well, you wouldn't be sorry if
you did.
No, I'm the groundskeeper here.
It's just not often I see folks
I don't know out this early.
You know all the properties?
Yeah, and all the tenants.
So.
I'm Wyatt.
Okay, well Wyatt,
this is private property.
I know. I know the owner.
Wait, Wyatt.
Yeah.
You--
Is Jeffrey Bailey your father?
I'm his son.
Wow.
You're just like him.
Listen, I just took the boat
out.
Yeah, no, you're fine, sorry.
I thought Jeff was
coming out this weekend.
I actually have um--
Got a Christmas gift for him,
so...
Oh, but you know what, no
worries.
I'll just give it to him later.
But you know, if you see him,
you can tell him I have a little
something for him.
I gotta get going, I got some
groceries and shit in the car.
Oh, yeah, of course, okay.
It's nice to finally meet you,
Violet.
How'd you know my name?
Your name and number are on the
brochure.
Right, of course.
Of course.
Hey.
I'm sorry. I wanted to reach
out.
Fuck.
Look I... I heard what
happened.
And uh-
I'm so sorry, Wyatt.
Okay.
I know we're not us anymore,
but-
and if you don't want to hear
my voice, I swear I won't
violate that.
But just - I'll just listen to
you.
Or hold you or whatever you
need. I'm here, okay?
I'm here, Wyatt.
Do you think that
squirrels go camping?
It seems kind of silly that they
wouldn't. They're kind of made
for it.
Also, I always thought an
interesting poker game would be
a bear, a raccoon,
and a squirrel together.
-Maybe the bear is running it, I
don't know.
-Just a little further, come on.
I've counted 17
squirrels on this walk already.
One squirrel punched his
squirrel buddy and ran away
with a mask on.
Vigilante or villain?!
- Still cute though.
- Just a little further.
If I didn't know you better, I'd
say I was about to get murdered.
Wow.
But I do know you. So I'm just
flabbergasted with excitement.
It's just a place I wanna go
with you. Sorry it's such a
hike.
Hey.
Great places are worth the hike.
But you know, some people just
go hike it.
- Come on, let's go.
- Wait, you're gonna leave me
here?
I am going to get killed.
And hopefully not by you.
Are you gonna kill me with love?
Yeah.
You're ridiculous.
Come on.
- Off to kill you now.
- Oh, good.
I've been calling you.
I know.
I'm not someone you can legally
ghost, Mr. Bailey. I call, you
answer.
That's how this works, you got
it?
Yes, ma'am.
I know.
Let's have a little chat.
It's really a mess in here. Do
you mind if we use the back
deck?
Okay, fine.
Look, I can't really know what
you're going through right now,
but that doesn't change the
process. It makes the process
more important than ever.
Yeah, I know that.
Circumstances, no matter how
bleak, don't change the facts.
Math, science, history, and law,
all in one. You gotta stay
clean.
And I am.
Good.
You can understand my concern,
right? You've been through a
lot.
Have the cops found anything?
No.
Look, I'm just your probation
officer, so I don't know
anything.
What I do know is my mother was
murdered.
And if I had the past that you
do--
have you talked to any of your
army buddies recently?
Look, I'm fucking clean.
All right? You can test me if
you want.
Wyatt, why is there a casket
on your dinner table?
Well, it's for my mom.
I thought she was already
buried.
Well, I didn't know if he'd pay
for it.
Your father?
I take it he did, though.
Have you talked to him? Does he
know you're staying here?
The groundskeeper was pretty
short on the phone when I called
looking for you.
Plus, this place is pretty quiet
for a Christmas tree farm in the
middle of December.
I guess he's taking the season
off.
Look, I checked in with East
Covenant. They haven't seen you
in weeks.
Did you get a new place?
You got two more months.
You're so close.
Look, I didn't like East
Covenant.
Okay, I'm searching for a better
place.
Actively.
I promise.
Alright.
You sit tight.
I got some fucking questions for
you.
So, you've decided to take DMT,
otherwise known as
the spiritual molecule.
Well, you'd better strap in,
because you're in for one heck
of a ride.
What we theorize about DMT,
which is short for
dimethyltryptamine,
is that it can be a chemical
gateway to the other side.
So in theory, by taking the
drug, you could be unlocking
the door to that other side.
Pretty trippy, right?
So be prepared!
Two very important things to
remember when taking the drug
Number one, make sure you're
with a buddy, someone you trust
with your life.
And number two, the effects can
be very intense and fast.
In fact, you can expect to
start your journey in just
under 45 seconds.
So it's very important to be
taken when this subject is in a
very positive state of mind.
As I always say, if the demons
are a-nippin', don't go
a-trippin'.
All right, Dad.
It's just you and me.
You want one?
If you just tell me,
this can all be over.
Hmm.
Tell me.
Mm-hmm.
Fucking tell me already, just
say it. No, I know you did it.
Come on, come on.
You fucking tell me - that's it,
just fucking say it.
Did you do it?
Please, Dad, I have to
know.
I know it's hard,
nobody wants to fucking tell the
truth.
Mom was great, wasn't she?
I'd be damned if I could
remember one single time
she ever put herself before
either one of us.
Even when she was
mad or upset or...
hurt by something that we did,
which
from my perspective was
all the fucking time.
And I just have this one memory.
It still haunts me.
Even when I'm high.
And I can't... I just
can't fucking shake it.
So I never got to--
never got to tell her I'm sorry.
Because of you. You took that,
you took that fucking away from
me.
Fucking son of a bitch.
Fuck.
It was before y'all got
in the second house.
We were still in
that two-room shack in Tucker.
You started to come into a
little bit more money and you
wanted a bigger place.
Four rooms, maybe five rooms...
We were at one of the open
houses and Mom...
Mom comes bouncing over to me,
you know?
She's so happy.
That big old smile.
I loved that big ol' smile of hers.
She comes up and she says to me,
she goes, "Hey,
"if we get this place, you can
invite your friends over."
Truth.
She was always so encouraging
and I loved that about her.
She knew I didn't want to have
my friends over. She thought it
was because of the shack.
And she didn't want me
to feel embarrassed.
She was always so fucking
hopeful.
What did she think when
I signed up?
Left home, never called,
never came back home to visit.
And now it just fucking--
just breaks my fucking heart
that I don't get to tell her,
"Hey... hey thank you for trying
so fucking hard for me."
Is there anything you want to
apologize to Mom for?
Hmm?
Shit.
Yes?
Is Jeffrey Bailey home?
- No, ma'am, he's not.
- Well, then who are you?
I'm Jeffrey's son.
So Jeffrey's your father?
I'm his son.
Well, when will he be returning,
soon I hope?
Ma'am, it's getting really late.
Is there something I can help
you with?
Yes, yes there is.
Is Jeffrey home?
- I already told you he's not
home.
- Are you sure?
Just leave us alone.
Us indeed. Us indeed.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
Answer me, Dad.
Like shrooms and LSD, DMT acts
on the serotonin receptors in
the brain.
Sounds fun, right? But be
careful.
It can lead to
seizure disorder, respiratory
arrest, and comas,
especially in those prone to
depression and anxiety.
Also be on the lookout for deep
personalization, identifying
with inanimate objects,
and loss of sense of self.
Right, Wyatt?
Dad?
Did you kill Mom?
I knew,
I knew the second you hugged me
after I found out.
Because it was so...
insincere.
So cold and weak.
Like you knew you had to touch
something that was a part of
her.
You knew you had to hug your son
after he found out his mom was
murdered.
I fucking knew.
I wish I could kill you again,
you fucking sociopath!
And you know what one
of the most universal traits of
a sociopath is, Wyatt?
It's a lack of empathy.
A lack of empathy and a strong
ability to fake human emotion.
To fake a loving embrace, son?
Well, it would have been the
easiest thing I did that day.
But do you know what a
non-sociopath is completely
capable of?
Disgust.
Disgust for my drug addict son.
For all I know, the murder of
my beloved wife was motivated
by some pathetic drug feud.
Brought on by his pathetic
addiction.
Stop!
To stand there embracing you,
Jeffrey Bailey's
-biggest mistake.
-I said stop it!
And wonder if you were somehow
responsible?
To be honest, hugging you after
I found out wasn't easy.
It was the hardest thing
I've ever had to do.
-What have you done?
-You shut up.
What have you done, son?
-Disgust.
-Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Covering your eyes, believe it
or not, keeps you warm.
-This better be worth it,
Wyatt.
-It will be, I promise.
Is this the end for me?
I hope it's just the beginning.
Okay, ready?
Yes.
Three, two, one.
We were never here.
What's going on?
We had similar conversations
once, but I can't remember
where. It wasn't here.
This is a horrible, horrible
place, Wyatt. You know that.
Now please, put the knife down.
What's happening?
You're deciding or fighting.
Fighting to decide.
There's another one in there.
You just haven't found it yet.
Now I am psychologically,
spiritually, and cosmically
bound to say this next part.
Raise the knife and finish the
job. Or we could take a walk and
talk instead.
I'm a really good listener right
now. You should really take
advantage.
Okay. Cora?
That was fantastic.
Willow, that might be the best
you've ever made that macaroni.
Might as well just kill you now.
That's a little bit dark,
Jeffrey.
You've peaked.
You're not getting any better.
Or younger.
Plus, you won't have to do the
dishes.
Hey.
You wanna play Jenga?
Hide and seek.
The floor is lava.
Okay, I can respect that.
You drive a tough bargain.
You wanna drive my car?
Yes!
Well, you can't,
because you're only seven.
But now that I know you're
capable of saying yes,
what do you really wanna do?
-I wanna go in Dad's study.
-No!
We're not allowed in there.
You know that.
Hey.
You can drive my car.
I'm gonna grab my keys.
Do not move. I will be right
back.
Hey.
Let's get you cleaned up.
It's not your fault.
It never was.
I'm really happy to see you
again.
I didn't think I was going to.
Why are you here? What's
happening to me?
Well, you wanna live!
Which I'm obviously in support
of.
Now if you just tell me where
you are,
I can come help.
Not your problem anymore, Cora.
Just 'cause you're not
with somebody anymore,
doesn't mean you stop caring.
Or loving them.
So, where are you?
It's too late.
Well, if that's really how you
feel. I can't change that.
But I am here now.
So, you are stuck with me.
I don't wanna be stuck with you.
I wanna be by myself.
Okay, if that were truly the
case,
I wouldn't be here at all.
Let's go do something.
Maybe take a walk.
By the lake. There's a moon out
tonight. It's nice.
Always walking.
I'm not really here.
Wyatt.
Look, I won't even try to make a
move on you. Okay, I won't try
to make out. I won't.
Promise?
Yeah, of course. Making out with
you would be like making out
with myself.
Well, you've never looked
better.
Oh, now that's a lie. Because
you look like a fucking train
wreck.
Hey, what was that?
What was that place I wanted to
show you?
I'm pretty sure it was, like,
right...
Yeah, I don't...
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Look, we'll go on a walk.
Maybe you'll remember then.
No pressure. Maybe we get to
crash our first date at the
lake.
Okay.
Alright let's just go.
Really?
Well, all right.
Why you so pretty?
-You know, the cold, dark,
simple truth...
-Hmm...
I knew I wanted to be
with you the second I met you.
Why did you do that?
Do what, Wyatt?
I was following you and then you
fucking disappeared. What the
fuck's happening?
I was walking with you
and then you were gone.
-No, I trusted you.
-You can trust me.
What the fuck? I'm
sorry. I don't know what the
fuck's happening.
There were two sides of the coin
to that first time at the lake.
You know this.
You chose not to follow me,
but look, we're so close.
So close. We can go right now if
you want to, for real this time.
What makes this time different,
huh?
We were walking together
and then you left me.
I can't make that anymore clear.
Please, please, just come with
me.
I came here to solve my mother's
murder. That's it.
-No, you didn't. You know it.
-You always think you know
better than me, Cora. You don't.
I have to know the truth.
That's how you really feel?
Then leave no stone unturned.
I'm done playing games. Admit
it. Tell me what you got to do.
Say something.
That's it! That's it!
I'm doing it. I'm gonna... do
it!
Don't, please. You
were dealt a shit hand, but this
won't solve that.
- I need to know. - You don't
get to know. Not really.
Ok. But you can learn to live
with it. Please, please.
Just live with it.
Live with me.
Wyatt, please.
Cora, no!
Cora no!
Cora!
Cora!
Cora! Cora, where are you?
Cora.
Cora. Cora, I'm so sorry.
I'll go to the lake with you.
It's not too late. I can go to
the lake with you, I promise.
Thanks for driving. Yeah, it's
just a little further.
Okay.
I think this thing's pulling to
the left. What do you think?
-It always does that.
-Does it? That's normal?
-It's totally normal.
-Oh good.
It's gonna be nice.
All right.
-It's just down that way a bit?
-I think so.
-Okay, let's go.
-Okay, let's get our stuff.
Okay.
Okay.
You wanna grab your overnight
bag?
Okay.
-Ready?
-Yeah.
- This is amazing.
- Yeah, yeah.
No people, no bullshit, you
know?
-Yeah. All right, I'm gonna get
set up now.
-Oh, let's wait a little bit.
-Wait, why wait?
- I mean what's the rush?
You know why we came here.
Drugs, drugs.
I know. I just wanna take a walk
before it gets dark. We paid for
this place, it's beautiful.
Yeah, you're right, it is.
All right, yeah.
Leave it here.
Leave it here, okay.
Thanks for coming out here with
me.
Thanks for inviting me.
Just stop thinking about it.
We're gonna get there, just try
to be present.
Oh, I am super present.
I wanna be here.
No, you don't. Neither do I.
I just... I want to wanna be
here.
Maybe we'll find a waterfall or
some shit.
What, something funny about
waterfalls?
I just had a random thought. It
was dumb.
-I love dumb random thoughts,
they're my favorite.
-Oh, do you love
dumb random thoughts?
-Yes.
-No, this one was a doozy.
-Okay, well now you have to tell
me.
Nah, super dumb.
I can't, I don't, okay, you know
what?
It'd be like a first date fart.
It'd be over before it began.
Maybe a third date. Maybe like a
third date fart rule?
That's pretty presumptuous.
I mean right now don't even know
if you're gonna get a second
date-- might as well fart now.
-See, you chose to love me.
-No, that happened to me.
Okay.
Okay... Well like--
How is no one-- how has no one
asked this question? I'll go
ahead and ask it.
How do waterfalls never run out
of water?
That's what you're gonna ask?
What? Why are you laughing?
-Come on, think about it. Is it
that dumb?
-No.
Hold on a second.
People are gonna
start asking this more often I'm
telling ya.
I'm bringing it to light
right now. Cuz listen,
It's always going in the same
direction. Downhill, forward
momentum, never runs out.
-I'm telling you, you try to be
vulnerable with somebody.
-I love your thoughts.
I just-- that's not what I
expected.
-Jus-- Just a little peanut,
a little try-hard.
- A little try-hard?
I was. It was so silly.
I was like, "Hey guys, breakfast
is ready!"
They'd come running out to
charred black pancakes
every single time.
I was like... They wouldn't even
try them on a dare. I was so
offended.
Why would that offend you?
Well because they still tasted
good. They just looked terrible.
I didn't know any better. I'm a
super pro now.
Super pro.
-All right. Mr. Professional--
- Mm, it's got a good ring to
it.
Then what's the perfect campfire
meal?
Campfire quesadillas, every
time. Oh my God.
Tortilla, shredded chicken,
jalapeos, peppers, diced
onions, garlic, mushrooms.
The whole nine. You can throw
anything you want to but the
kitchen sink.
And then, you get the aluminum
foil, put em directly on the
fire. Two minutes both sides.
Mmm. Ooey, gooey deliciousness.
So good. I love it.
Wow, I'm intrigued and
mesmerized by your tenacity to
not give up on something you
kind of sucked at.
As soon as we get back,
I'm making you one.
As soon as we get back?
As so as we get back, I'm gonna
make you one.
I'm not making you pancakes,
Cora.
Yeah, I know.
You hungry?
I know you are.
I'm gonna go get the cooler.
Woo okay. That fire's ready!
All right, let's do this.
Okay.
-Come on, fingers.
-Uh, no.
Hey!
-Okay.
-Be weird if I said yes now.
-Yeah.
-Right?
Oh, you're right, they're the
jalapeos.
I'm not nervous, you're nervous.
Oh my word. Oh, that one's just
gooey.
Wow.
Let them go down.
Ready? Okay, ready?
Look at these puppies... Ow!
-I didn't flinch.
-You're like, let 'em burn!
Oh, it smells so delicious.
All right.
Taste even better.
Wow. Huh?
That's fucking good.
-This is really amazing.
-Mm-hmm.
Mm.
That's so convenient.
I'm gonna get things set up.
Where the fuck
is it? What the fuck?
Where the fuck is it?
Someone stole our shit.
Someone stole out shit.
-I'm sorry... Wyatt.
-I look--
What are you sorry for?
It's because it's gone.
Yeah, no shit, it's fucking
gone, Cora. I just searched all
over.
-Because I got rid of it.
-What do you mean you got rid of
it?
-I poured it out.
-You poured it out on purpose?
Why the fuck would you do that?
Because I don't wanna do it,
and neither do you.
The fuck I do? What
do you think we're here for?
Okay, I know you do, and so do
I, but this is bigger than that.
Oh my God. What the fuck is that
even supposed to mean?
This is special, Wyatt, and I
want this with you.
Oh my God.
Well, I would've asked you, but
I know what you would've said,
so I don't know.
In three months, you could feel
differently, if you feel the way
that I do.
Please tell me what the
fuck you're talking about right
now?
I came here to do this
and so did you.
I know, and then
something changed.
Something changed? Great.
Something fucking changed then,
awesome.
Great! You're changed.
If I wanted to fucking change,
it would be my choice, not
yours!
-Wow, okay, I made a mistake.
I'm trying my best.
-You're fucking trying?
- I'm trying my best.
- Great, awesome. You're trying.
That's great.
I never asked you
to try!
I never asked you to do that.
Pour out the-- What?!
I know-- I just--
You wanna go?
We can just leave. You're never
gonna hear from me again.
It's totally fine.
But if you feel the way that I
do at all--
You lied to me.
You lied.
I know, I didn't plan any of
this. I didn't plan on doing
that.
I just realized that I love you,
and I was hoping you feel the
same.
I don't fucking know.
We can just leave. You'll never
hear from me again if that's
what you want.
I just-- I think that you want
this Wyatt and I just--
I was taking the first step ok?
Fuck, man.
This is the worst first date
ever.
-Worst.
-That's fair. In three months
you might feel differently.
Fuck!
-I'm done saying sorry.
-I'm past that.
I don't believe you.
Well, I wanna be past it.
Was this your plan all along
to starve me out?
-Hmm?
-No.
My original plan was to do drugs
with you in the woods.
Sorry to disappoint.
I thought you said you
were done saying sorry.
Well, count that as the second
time I've lied to you if it
makes you feel better.
There's a town 20 minutes away
if you wanna go get some things.
No. I'm not buying shit from
people I don't know. What the
fuck?
Stranger danger.
Well, then I guess you're stuck
with me, so...
Yay.
Tell me something you've
never told anybody.
Well, that's easy. I don't
fucking tell anybody shit.
You should really work on that,
it's not good.
You know, to hold stuff in.
Well, I never lay on my left
side
because I can feel my heart
pulsing, and I know that if it
stops, I'll die.
Wow.
What?
Wow. That... like... seriously
dude, no wonder you
self-medicate.
-That's the most depressing shit
I've ever heard.
-Oh I'm sorry.
-Am I playing the-- Am I
playing the game wrong?
-Yeah, no.
-I thought we were being
vulnerable.
-No, we are, we are--
I was just expecting something
goofier.
Goofier? Well, what's yours
then?
I can't wait.
-Mm-hmm.
-I can't tell you.
Okay, fine.
Oh, this better be a fucking
good one.
Okay umm... I still sleep with a
nightlight.
What? I've never told anybody
that.
I give you a golden ticket of
vulnerability and you give me,
I'm scared of glow worms.
Okay, that's, like, third date,
you know. So...
Third date fart rule?
Whatever.
I bet you fart in your sleep.
With the nightlight on.
-That's real.
-It is real, I'm sorry. I'm
really sorry, I take that back.
Were you just snoring?
No.
Why do you think we do it? I
know why I did it at first, but
now...
Every time I ask myself why.
Half the time I've done it, it's
so I don't fucking kill myself.
Well, you didn't shoot up
tonight. Do you still feel that
way?
I'm happy to be alive.
What would you do if you were
clean? Hmm?
You could just like...
start all over again.
I'd be a nurse. I've always
wanted to help people.
But I guess I shot that all to
hell...
No way.
Well, it's never too late
though.
Never too late to help someone.
That's a really nice thought.
Well, I meant it.
But take it how you want.
Thanks. I'll take it like that.
What about you? What would you
do?
Oh, I'd be a chef.
-Yes.
-For sure.
I love how you gotta keep your
hands moving and time flies when
you're doing it. I love food.
Plus it's something you
gotta do three times a day.
If you're healthy.
-That shit's never going out of
style.
-It's like mouth real estate.
Mouth real estate?
That sounded way better in my
head. It's like the ever...
present need or something.
If we went back, we would have
never met.
No, we still would have met.
Just would have been at
some library somewhere.
Empty gas station.
-Grocery store.
-Ok, yeah.
No, it's getting late.
Uh-uh. It's been late. It's
getting early.
Must be that time flies
when you're miserable thing.
Must be.
Can I make you breakfast in the
morning?
-Is it gonna be punishment
pancakes?
-Come on!
No, it's not gonna be punishment
pancakes.
It's everything I've already
made you. We're just gonna add
some eggs to it.
I would totally eat your
punishment pancakes. Kind of
deserve it.
Nah.
I think I like you too much.
You like me too much. Hmm.
I loved you.
I know it was only our first
date, but I knew.
That was the best first date
ever.
Where was it?
Where was it that we were?
All I remember is you said,
"This better be worth it Wyatt."
I was like, "Don't worry, it
will be."
Just keep your eyes closed.
Just remember, I was so happy.
I don't remember.
-Sorry.
-Mmm.
-But I'm sure it was beautiful.
-Mm-hm.
Don't go back.
-We can relive it all again.
-Stop.
-The pain.
-Stop it Cora.
Everything in between.
Please.
Stay here with me.
I don't deserve here.
I wish you could realize what
you do.
And that you always have.
And one more thing.
I know you have your doubts, but
you would have made a great dad.
You're not like him.
Well,
Cora hopes to see Wyatt again.
I do remember. I actually said
that. I remember.
Please, stay here.
We had a good run.
You're responsible for
most of the good things.
In my life, that's over now,
and it's not your fault.
I know you did everything that
you could.
Where are you?
Please, just tell me where you
are.
I think you know.
Okay.
Okay.
Then leave no stone unturned.
I won't.
I love you, Cora.
I love you t--
Cora.
Cora. Cora. Cora.
Cora. Cora.
Cora.
Cora.
Cora.
Cora!
Disgust for my drug
addict son.
- Wyatt? Can you hear me?
- Yeah.
Hey! Are you okay?
No.
No, I'm not okay.
What's wrong?
My wrists.
My wrists. I'm bleeding from my
wrists.
Okay. Where are you?
God.
Where are you?
- Cabin.
- Okay, what cabin?
My dad's secret cabin.
Okay, where is it?
I don't know!
- I don't know!
- Okay, okay.
It's okay.
-You're gonna be fine. Just
tell me where you are.
-I'm not okay. Cora, I'm dying.
No, just stay with me, okay?
Wyatt?
Just tell me where it is.
Okay.
Just stay with me a little
longer, okay?
Wyatt?!
- Cora.
- Yeah?
Thank you for loving me.
No! No,
don't go!
Don't go. Just stay. Just stay
a little longer with me, ok?
I'm gonna find you.
I'm gonna find you.
Ok, we're gonna find you.
I remember.
What?
I remember where it was.
What?
Wyatt?
Wyatt?!
What?
Fuck. Wyatt?
Wait here.
We're gonna need you
to stay back, please.
- No pulse.
- The hell?
- Calling in the 10-56.
- No
I thought it was a suicide.
- It's not even him.
- Shit.
Check the bedroom.
- Yeah, two bodies.
- Both pretty messed up.
No fucking idea what's going on.
Yeah.
Roger.
Forensics is on the way.
Make sure nobody goes in that
house.
Where's the girl?
Okay. Okay.
Is this the end?
I hope it's just the beginning.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Bailey.
Don't worry, I'll do all
the rowing.
Hey man,
I'm just here for a good time.
Well, so am I.
Yeah, this is that competing
goals thing from that link I
sent you. Did you look at it?
You're gonna love this spot.
It's away from everyone, there's
no people--
There's like no one here,
there's no people. Where are the
people?
It doesn't matter.
I swear you're like a kid on
Christmas Eve every moment of
every day.
No, I'm the parent and I wrapped
these damn presents. Pick up
your paddle.
I'm gonna row you all the way
back to your room. So help me
God.
That's silly.
It's nice being back on the lake
with you.
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing earlier.
Why didn't you say anything
then?
Look, I'm not ashamed of how we
got here.
-Oh, something to share with the
class. Mr. Bailey, no?
-No.
Okay, okay.
So you weren't gonna tell me
that I'm beautiful and radiant?
Mhm. I was gonna say maybe
you had a bad hair day. STOP!
You're beautiful,
you're stunning, you're just so
gorgeous.
Even if you were bald, you still
just--
You know, you have a great
skull shape, that's what it is.
Wow.
Wow.
That Bailey charm.
So now you're ready to row.
Okay, here we go.
Yeah, we gotta go.
We're burning daylight, keep it moving.
Just grab your jacket, there.
All right.
Hey, I'm sorry, I don't think I
know you.
Well, you wouldn't be sorry if
you did.
No, I'm the groundskeeper here.
It's just not often I see folks
I don't know out this early.
You know all the properties?
Yeah, and all the tenants.
So.
I'm Wyatt.
Okay, well Wyatt,
this is private property.
I know. I know the owner.
Wait, Wyatt.
Yeah.
You--
Is Jeffrey Bailey your father?
I'm his son.
Wow.
You're just like him.
Listen, I just took the boat
out.
Yeah, no, you're fine, sorry.
I thought Jeff was
coming out this weekend.
I actually have um--
Got a Christmas gift for him,
so...
Oh, but you know what, no
worries.
I'll just give it to him later.
But you know, if you see him,
you can tell him I have a little
something for him.
I gotta get going, I got some
groceries and shit in the car.
Oh, yeah, of course, okay.
It's nice to finally meet you,
Violet.
How'd you know my name?
Your name and number are on the
brochure.
Right, of course.
Of course.
Hey.
I'm sorry. I wanted to reach
out.
Fuck.
Look I... I heard what
happened.
And uh-
I'm so sorry, Wyatt.
Okay.
I know we're not us anymore,
but-
and if you don't want to hear
my voice, I swear I won't
violate that.
But just - I'll just listen to
you.
Or hold you or whatever you
need. I'm here, okay?
I'm here, Wyatt.
Do you think that
squirrels go camping?
It seems kind of silly that they
wouldn't. They're kind of made
for it.
Also, I always thought an
interesting poker game would be
a bear, a raccoon,
and a squirrel together.
-Maybe the bear is running it, I
don't know.
-Just a little further, come on.
I've counted 17
squirrels on this walk already.
One squirrel punched his
squirrel buddy and ran away
with a mask on.
Vigilante or villain?!
- Still cute though.
- Just a little further.
If I didn't know you better, I'd
say I was about to get murdered.
Wow.
But I do know you. So I'm just
flabbergasted with excitement.
It's just a place I wanna go
with you. Sorry it's such a
hike.
Hey.
Great places are worth the hike.
But you know, some people just
go hike it.
- Come on, let's go.
- Wait, you're gonna leave me
here?
I am going to get killed.
And hopefully not by you.
Are you gonna kill me with love?
Yeah.
You're ridiculous.
Come on.
- Off to kill you now.
- Oh, good.
I've been calling you.
I know.
I'm not someone you can legally
ghost, Mr. Bailey. I call, you
answer.
That's how this works, you got
it?
Yes, ma'am.
I know.
Let's have a little chat.
It's really a mess in here. Do
you mind if we use the back
deck?
Okay, fine.
Look, I can't really know what
you're going through right now,
but that doesn't change the
process. It makes the process
more important than ever.
Yeah, I know that.
Circumstances, no matter how
bleak, don't change the facts.
Math, science, history, and law,
all in one. You gotta stay
clean.
And I am.
Good.
You can understand my concern,
right? You've been through a
lot.
Have the cops found anything?
No.
Look, I'm just your probation
officer, so I don't know
anything.
What I do know is my mother was
murdered.
And if I had the past that you
do--
have you talked to any of your
army buddies recently?
Look, I'm fucking clean.
All right? You can test me if
you want.
Wyatt, why is there a casket
on your dinner table?
Well, it's for my mom.
I thought she was already
buried.
Well, I didn't know if he'd pay
for it.
Your father?
I take it he did, though.
Have you talked to him? Does he
know you're staying here?
The groundskeeper was pretty
short on the phone when I called
looking for you.
Plus, this place is pretty quiet
for a Christmas tree farm in the
middle of December.
I guess he's taking the season
off.
Look, I checked in with East
Covenant. They haven't seen you
in weeks.
Did you get a new place?
You got two more months.
You're so close.
Look, I didn't like East
Covenant.
Okay, I'm searching for a better
place.
Actively.
I promise.
Alright.
You sit tight.
I got some fucking questions for
you.
So, you've decided to take DMT,
otherwise known as
the spiritual molecule.
Well, you'd better strap in,
because you're in for one heck
of a ride.
What we theorize about DMT,
which is short for
dimethyltryptamine,
is that it can be a chemical
gateway to the other side.
So in theory, by taking the
drug, you could be unlocking
the door to that other side.
Pretty trippy, right?
So be prepared!
Two very important things to
remember when taking the drug
Number one, make sure you're
with a buddy, someone you trust
with your life.
And number two, the effects can
be very intense and fast.
In fact, you can expect to
start your journey in just
under 45 seconds.
So it's very important to be
taken when this subject is in a
very positive state of mind.
As I always say, if the demons
are a-nippin', don't go
a-trippin'.
All right, Dad.
It's just you and me.
You want one?
If you just tell me,
this can all be over.
Hmm.
Tell me.
Mm-hmm.
Fucking tell me already, just
say it. No, I know you did it.
Come on, come on.
You fucking tell me - that's it,
just fucking say it.
Did you do it?
Please, Dad, I have to
know.
I know it's hard,
nobody wants to fucking tell the
truth.
Mom was great, wasn't she?
I'd be damned if I could
remember one single time
she ever put herself before
either one of us.
Even when she was
mad or upset or...
hurt by something that we did,
which
from my perspective was
all the fucking time.
And I just have this one memory.
It still haunts me.
Even when I'm high.
And I can't... I just
can't fucking shake it.
So I never got to--
never got to tell her I'm sorry.
Because of you. You took that,
you took that fucking away from
me.
Fucking son of a bitch.
Fuck.
It was before y'all got
in the second house.
We were still in
that two-room shack in Tucker.
You started to come into a
little bit more money and you
wanted a bigger place.
Four rooms, maybe five rooms...
We were at one of the open
houses and Mom...
Mom comes bouncing over to me,
you know?
She's so happy.
That big old smile.
I loved that big ol' smile of hers.
She comes up and she says to me,
she goes, "Hey,
"if we get this place, you can
invite your friends over."
Truth.
She was always so encouraging
and I loved that about her.
She knew I didn't want to have
my friends over. She thought it
was because of the shack.
And she didn't want me
to feel embarrassed.
She was always so fucking
hopeful.
What did she think when
I signed up?
Left home, never called,
never came back home to visit.
And now it just fucking--
just breaks my fucking heart
that I don't get to tell her,
"Hey... hey thank you for trying
so fucking hard for me."
Is there anything you want to
apologize to Mom for?
Hmm?
Shit.
Yes?
Is Jeffrey Bailey home?
- No, ma'am, he's not.
- Well, then who are you?
I'm Jeffrey's son.
So Jeffrey's your father?
I'm his son.
Well, when will he be returning,
soon I hope?
Ma'am, it's getting really late.
Is there something I can help
you with?
Yes, yes there is.
Is Jeffrey home?
- I already told you he's not
home.
- Are you sure?
Just leave us alone.
Us indeed. Us indeed.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
Answer me, Dad.
Like shrooms and LSD, DMT acts
on the serotonin receptors in
the brain.
Sounds fun, right? But be
careful.
It can lead to
seizure disorder, respiratory
arrest, and comas,
especially in those prone to
depression and anxiety.
Also be on the lookout for deep
personalization, identifying
with inanimate objects,
and loss of sense of self.
Right, Wyatt?
Dad?
Did you kill Mom?
I knew,
I knew the second you hugged me
after I found out.
Because it was so...
insincere.
So cold and weak.
Like you knew you had to touch
something that was a part of
her.
You knew you had to hug your son
after he found out his mom was
murdered.
I fucking knew.
I wish I could kill you again,
you fucking sociopath!
And you know what one
of the most universal traits of
a sociopath is, Wyatt?
It's a lack of empathy.
A lack of empathy and a strong
ability to fake human emotion.
To fake a loving embrace, son?
Well, it would have been the
easiest thing I did that day.
But do you know what a
non-sociopath is completely
capable of?
Disgust.
Disgust for my drug addict son.
For all I know, the murder of
my beloved wife was motivated
by some pathetic drug feud.
Brought on by his pathetic
addiction.
Stop!
To stand there embracing you,
Jeffrey Bailey's
-biggest mistake.
-I said stop it!
And wonder if you were somehow
responsible?
To be honest, hugging you after
I found out wasn't easy.
It was the hardest thing
I've ever had to do.
-What have you done?
-You shut up.
What have you done, son?
-Disgust.
-Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Covering your eyes, believe it
or not, keeps you warm.
-This better be worth it,
Wyatt.
-It will be, I promise.
Is this the end for me?
I hope it's just the beginning.
Okay, ready?
Yes.
Three, two, one.
We were never here.
What's going on?
We had similar conversations
once, but I can't remember
where. It wasn't here.
This is a horrible, horrible
place, Wyatt. You know that.
Now please, put the knife down.
What's happening?
You're deciding or fighting.
Fighting to decide.
There's another one in there.
You just haven't found it yet.
Now I am psychologically,
spiritually, and cosmically
bound to say this next part.
Raise the knife and finish the
job. Or we could take a walk and
talk instead.
I'm a really good listener right
now. You should really take
advantage.
Okay. Cora?
That was fantastic.
Willow, that might be the best
you've ever made that macaroni.
Might as well just kill you now.
That's a little bit dark,
Jeffrey.
You've peaked.
You're not getting any better.
Or younger.
Plus, you won't have to do the
dishes.
Hey.
You wanna play Jenga?
Hide and seek.
The floor is lava.
Okay, I can respect that.
You drive a tough bargain.
You wanna drive my car?
Yes!
Well, you can't,
because you're only seven.
But now that I know you're
capable of saying yes,
what do you really wanna do?
-I wanna go in Dad's study.
-No!
We're not allowed in there.
You know that.
Hey.
You can drive my car.
I'm gonna grab my keys.
Do not move. I will be right
back.
Hey.
Let's get you cleaned up.
It's not your fault.
It never was.
I'm really happy to see you
again.
I didn't think I was going to.
Why are you here? What's
happening to me?
Well, you wanna live!
Which I'm obviously in support
of.
Now if you just tell me where
you are,
I can come help.
Not your problem anymore, Cora.
Just 'cause you're not
with somebody anymore,
doesn't mean you stop caring.
Or loving them.
So, where are you?
It's too late.
Well, if that's really how you
feel. I can't change that.
But I am here now.
So, you are stuck with me.
I don't wanna be stuck with you.
I wanna be by myself.
Okay, if that were truly the
case,
I wouldn't be here at all.
Let's go do something.
Maybe take a walk.
By the lake. There's a moon out
tonight. It's nice.
Always walking.
I'm not really here.
Wyatt.
Look, I won't even try to make a
move on you. Okay, I won't try
to make out. I won't.
Promise?
Yeah, of course. Making out with
you would be like making out
with myself.
Well, you've never looked
better.
Oh, now that's a lie. Because
you look like a fucking train
wreck.
Hey, what was that?
What was that place I wanted to
show you?
I'm pretty sure it was, like,
right...
Yeah, I don't...
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Look, we'll go on a walk.
Maybe you'll remember then.
No pressure. Maybe we get to
crash our first date at the
lake.
Okay.
Alright let's just go.
Really?
Well, all right.
Why you so pretty?
-You know, the cold, dark,
simple truth...
-Hmm...
I knew I wanted to be
with you the second I met you.
Why did you do that?
Do what, Wyatt?
I was following you and then you
fucking disappeared. What the
fuck's happening?
I was walking with you
and then you were gone.
-No, I trusted you.
-You can trust me.
What the fuck? I'm
sorry. I don't know what the
fuck's happening.
There were two sides of the coin
to that first time at the lake.
You know this.
You chose not to follow me,
but look, we're so close.
So close. We can go right now if
you want to, for real this time.
What makes this time different,
huh?
We were walking together
and then you left me.
I can't make that anymore clear.
Please, please, just come with
me.
I came here to solve my mother's
murder. That's it.
-No, you didn't. You know it.
-You always think you know
better than me, Cora. You don't.
I have to know the truth.
That's how you really feel?
Then leave no stone unturned.
I'm done playing games. Admit
it. Tell me what you got to do.
Say something.
That's it! That's it!
I'm doing it. I'm gonna... do
it!
Don't, please. You
were dealt a shit hand, but this
won't solve that.
- I need to know. - You don't
get to know. Not really.
Ok. But you can learn to live
with it. Please, please.
Just live with it.
Live with me.
Wyatt, please.
Cora, no!
Cora no!
Cora!
Cora!
Cora! Cora, where are you?
Cora.
Cora. Cora, I'm so sorry.
I'll go to the lake with you.
It's not too late. I can go to
the lake with you, I promise.
Thanks for driving. Yeah, it's
just a little further.
Okay.
I think this thing's pulling to
the left. What do you think?
-It always does that.
-Does it? That's normal?
-It's totally normal.
-Oh good.
It's gonna be nice.
All right.
-It's just down that way a bit?
-I think so.
-Okay, let's go.
-Okay, let's get our stuff.
Okay.
Okay.
You wanna grab your overnight
bag?
Okay.
-Ready?
-Yeah.
- This is amazing.
- Yeah, yeah.
No people, no bullshit, you
know?
-Yeah. All right, I'm gonna get
set up now.
-Oh, let's wait a little bit.
-Wait, why wait?
- I mean what's the rush?
You know why we came here.
Drugs, drugs.
I know. I just wanna take a walk
before it gets dark. We paid for
this place, it's beautiful.
Yeah, you're right, it is.
All right, yeah.
Leave it here.
Leave it here, okay.
Thanks for coming out here with
me.
Thanks for inviting me.
Just stop thinking about it.
We're gonna get there, just try
to be present.
Oh, I am super present.
I wanna be here.
No, you don't. Neither do I.
I just... I want to wanna be
here.
Maybe we'll find a waterfall or
some shit.
What, something funny about
waterfalls?
I just had a random thought. It
was dumb.
-I love dumb random thoughts,
they're my favorite.
-Oh, do you love
dumb random thoughts?
-Yes.
-No, this one was a doozy.
-Okay, well now you have to tell
me.
Nah, super dumb.
I can't, I don't, okay, you know
what?
It'd be like a first date fart.
It'd be over before it began.
Maybe a third date. Maybe like a
third date fart rule?
That's pretty presumptuous.
I mean right now don't even know
if you're gonna get a second
date-- might as well fart now.
-See, you chose to love me.
-No, that happened to me.
Okay.
Okay... Well like--
How is no one-- how has no one
asked this question? I'll go
ahead and ask it.
How do waterfalls never run out
of water?
That's what you're gonna ask?
What? Why are you laughing?
-Come on, think about it. Is it
that dumb?
-No.
Hold on a second.
People are gonna
start asking this more often I'm
telling ya.
I'm bringing it to light
right now. Cuz listen,
It's always going in the same
direction. Downhill, forward
momentum, never runs out.
-I'm telling you, you try to be
vulnerable with somebody.
-I love your thoughts.
I just-- that's not what I
expected.
-Jus-- Just a little peanut,
a little try-hard.
- A little try-hard?
I was. It was so silly.
I was like, "Hey guys, breakfast
is ready!"
They'd come running out to
charred black pancakes
every single time.
I was like... They wouldn't even
try them on a dare. I was so
offended.
Why would that offend you?
Well because they still tasted
good. They just looked terrible.
I didn't know any better. I'm a
super pro now.
Super pro.
-All right. Mr. Professional--
- Mm, it's got a good ring to
it.
Then what's the perfect campfire
meal?
Campfire quesadillas, every
time. Oh my God.
Tortilla, shredded chicken,
jalapeos, peppers, diced
onions, garlic, mushrooms.
The whole nine. You can throw
anything you want to but the
kitchen sink.
And then, you get the aluminum
foil, put em directly on the
fire. Two minutes both sides.
Mmm. Ooey, gooey deliciousness.
So good. I love it.
Wow, I'm intrigued and
mesmerized by your tenacity to
not give up on something you
kind of sucked at.
As soon as we get back,
I'm making you one.
As soon as we get back?
As so as we get back, I'm gonna
make you one.
I'm not making you pancakes,
Cora.
Yeah, I know.
You hungry?
I know you are.
I'm gonna go get the cooler.
Woo okay. That fire's ready!
All right, let's do this.
Okay.
-Come on, fingers.
-Uh, no.
Hey!
-Okay.
-Be weird if I said yes now.
-Yeah.
-Right?
Oh, you're right, they're the
jalapeos.
I'm not nervous, you're nervous.
Oh my word. Oh, that one's just
gooey.
Wow.
Let them go down.
Ready? Okay, ready?
Look at these puppies... Ow!
-I didn't flinch.
-You're like, let 'em burn!
Oh, it smells so delicious.
All right.
Taste even better.
Wow. Huh?
That's fucking good.
-This is really amazing.
-Mm-hmm.
Mm.
That's so convenient.
I'm gonna get things set up.
Where the fuck
is it? What the fuck?
Where the fuck is it?
Someone stole our shit.
Someone stole out shit.
-I'm sorry... Wyatt.
-I look--
What are you sorry for?
It's because it's gone.
Yeah, no shit, it's fucking
gone, Cora. I just searched all
over.
-Because I got rid of it.
-What do you mean you got rid of
it?
-I poured it out.
-You poured it out on purpose?
Why the fuck would you do that?
Because I don't wanna do it,
and neither do you.
The fuck I do? What
do you think we're here for?
Okay, I know you do, and so do
I, but this is bigger than that.
Oh my God. What the fuck is that
even supposed to mean?
This is special, Wyatt, and I
want this with you.
Oh my God.
Well, I would've asked you, but
I know what you would've said,
so I don't know.
In three months, you could feel
differently, if you feel the way
that I do.
Please tell me what the
fuck you're talking about right
now?
I came here to do this
and so did you.
I know, and then
something changed.
Something changed? Great.
Something fucking changed then,
awesome.
Great! You're changed.
If I wanted to fucking change,
it would be my choice, not
yours!
-Wow, okay, I made a mistake.
I'm trying my best.
-You're fucking trying?
- I'm trying my best.
- Great, awesome. You're trying.
That's great.
I never asked you
to try!
I never asked you to do that.
Pour out the-- What?!
I know-- I just--
You wanna go?
We can just leave. You're never
gonna hear from me again.
It's totally fine.
But if you feel the way that I
do at all--
You lied to me.
You lied.
I know, I didn't plan any of
this. I didn't plan on doing
that.
I just realized that I love you,
and I was hoping you feel the
same.
I don't fucking know.
We can just leave. You'll never
hear from me again if that's
what you want.
I just-- I think that you want
this Wyatt and I just--
I was taking the first step ok?
Fuck, man.
This is the worst first date
ever.
-Worst.
-That's fair. In three months
you might feel differently.
Fuck!
-I'm done saying sorry.
-I'm past that.
I don't believe you.
Well, I wanna be past it.
Was this your plan all along
to starve me out?
-Hmm?
-No.
My original plan was to do drugs
with you in the woods.
Sorry to disappoint.
I thought you said you
were done saying sorry.
Well, count that as the second
time I've lied to you if it
makes you feel better.
There's a town 20 minutes away
if you wanna go get some things.
No. I'm not buying shit from
people I don't know. What the
fuck?
Stranger danger.
Well, then I guess you're stuck
with me, so...
Yay.
Tell me something you've
never told anybody.
Well, that's easy. I don't
fucking tell anybody shit.
You should really work on that,
it's not good.
You know, to hold stuff in.
Well, I never lay on my left
side
because I can feel my heart
pulsing, and I know that if it
stops, I'll die.
Wow.
What?
Wow. That... like... seriously
dude, no wonder you
self-medicate.
-That's the most depressing shit
I've ever heard.
-Oh I'm sorry.
-Am I playing the-- Am I
playing the game wrong?
-Yeah, no.
-I thought we were being
vulnerable.
-No, we are, we are--
I was just expecting something
goofier.
Goofier? Well, what's yours
then?
I can't wait.
-Mm-hmm.
-I can't tell you.
Okay, fine.
Oh, this better be a fucking
good one.
Okay umm... I still sleep with a
nightlight.
What? I've never told anybody
that.
I give you a golden ticket of
vulnerability and you give me,
I'm scared of glow worms.
Okay, that's, like, third date,
you know. So...
Third date fart rule?
Whatever.
I bet you fart in your sleep.
With the nightlight on.
-That's real.
-It is real, I'm sorry. I'm
really sorry, I take that back.
Were you just snoring?
No.
Why do you think we do it? I
know why I did it at first, but
now...
Every time I ask myself why.
Half the time I've done it, it's
so I don't fucking kill myself.
Well, you didn't shoot up
tonight. Do you still feel that
way?
I'm happy to be alive.
What would you do if you were
clean? Hmm?
You could just like...
start all over again.
I'd be a nurse. I've always
wanted to help people.
But I guess I shot that all to
hell...
No way.
Well, it's never too late
though.
Never too late to help someone.
That's a really nice thought.
Well, I meant it.
But take it how you want.
Thanks. I'll take it like that.
What about you? What would you
do?
Oh, I'd be a chef.
-Yes.
-For sure.
I love how you gotta keep your
hands moving and time flies when
you're doing it. I love food.
Plus it's something you
gotta do three times a day.
If you're healthy.
-That shit's never going out of
style.
-It's like mouth real estate.
Mouth real estate?
That sounded way better in my
head. It's like the ever...
present need or something.
If we went back, we would have
never met.
No, we still would have met.
Just would have been at
some library somewhere.
Empty gas station.
-Grocery store.
-Ok, yeah.
No, it's getting late.
Uh-uh. It's been late. It's
getting early.
Must be that time flies
when you're miserable thing.
Must be.
Can I make you breakfast in the
morning?
-Is it gonna be punishment
pancakes?
-Come on!
No, it's not gonna be punishment
pancakes.
It's everything I've already
made you. We're just gonna add
some eggs to it.
I would totally eat your
punishment pancakes. Kind of
deserve it.
Nah.
I think I like you too much.
You like me too much. Hmm.
I loved you.
I know it was only our first
date, but I knew.
That was the best first date
ever.
Where was it?
Where was it that we were?
All I remember is you said,
"This better be worth it Wyatt."
I was like, "Don't worry, it
will be."
Just keep your eyes closed.
Just remember, I was so happy.
I don't remember.
-Sorry.
-Mmm.
-But I'm sure it was beautiful.
-Mm-hm.
Don't go back.
-We can relive it all again.
-Stop.
-The pain.
-Stop it Cora.
Everything in between.
Please.
Stay here with me.
I don't deserve here.
I wish you could realize what
you do.
And that you always have.
And one more thing.
I know you have your doubts, but
you would have made a great dad.
You're not like him.
Well,
Cora hopes to see Wyatt again.
I do remember. I actually said
that. I remember.
Please, stay here.
We had a good run.
You're responsible for
most of the good things.
In my life, that's over now,
and it's not your fault.
I know you did everything that
you could.
Where are you?
Please, just tell me where you
are.
I think you know.
Okay.
Okay.
Then leave no stone unturned.
I won't.
I love you, Cora.
I love you t--
Cora.
Cora. Cora. Cora.
Cora. Cora.
Cora.
Cora.
Cora.
Cora!
Disgust for my drug
addict son.
- Wyatt? Can you hear me?
- Yeah.
Hey! Are you okay?
No.
No, I'm not okay.
What's wrong?
My wrists.
My wrists. I'm bleeding from my
wrists.
Okay. Where are you?
God.
Where are you?
- Cabin.
- Okay, what cabin?
My dad's secret cabin.
Okay, where is it?
I don't know!
- I don't know!
- Okay, okay.
It's okay.
-You're gonna be fine. Just
tell me where you are.
-I'm not okay. Cora, I'm dying.
No, just stay with me, okay?
Wyatt?
Just tell me where it is.
Okay.
Just stay with me a little
longer, okay?
Wyatt?!
- Cora.
- Yeah?
Thank you for loving me.
No! No,
don't go!
Don't go. Just stay. Just stay
a little longer with me, ok?
I'm gonna find you.
I'm gonna find you.
Ok, we're gonna find you.
I remember.
What?
I remember where it was.
What?
Wyatt?
Wyatt?!
What?
Fuck. Wyatt?
Wait here.
We're gonna need you
to stay back, please.
- No pulse.
- The hell?
- Calling in the 10-56.
- No
I thought it was a suicide.
- It's not even him.
- Shit.
Check the bedroom.
- Yeah, two bodies.
- Both pretty messed up.
No fucking idea what's going on.
Yeah.
Roger.
Forensics is on the way.
Make sure nobody goes in that
house.
Where's the girl?
Okay. Okay.
Is this the end?
I hope it's just the beginning.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Bailey.