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- I saw a ghost or something.

From Neil's story,

the woman who murdered

her husband in this house?

I mean, maybe she wants

my help or something.

- Okay, listen!

I want you to

listen to me, okay?

And listen good.

If Neil's story was true

and this ghost needed

your help, why, why?

That doesn't make

any sense to me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm tired.

And all I want to do is go

upstairs, take a shower,

regroup and get to work.

- Well, it's still early,

why don't we just

go back to bed?

- No, no, no, if I go to work

then I'll get there

before anyone else does,

I'll finish that project

and I'll get to leave early.

Then see you sooner.

That's good, right?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

I need to start doing

this more often.

I mean, I hit no traffic today.

- Yeah, and that way we

can have dinner together.

- So how was your day?

- It was fine.

Just fine.

- Well I'm starving and

this looks delicious.

- Me too.

Hey, um, forgive me?

- For what?

- Last night and this morning.

Ghosts.

- Listen, if it makes you

cook my favorite dinner.

And makes you dress

like that every night,

then baby, you can keep

seeing whatever it is

that you think you're seeing.

- I'm gonna go get the wine.

- I'll get it.

- Oh, no.

- To our new lives.

Cheers.

- No.

No, please.

Not again.

Please, leave me alone!

- Anne, Anne, look at me.

Baby, look at me, look at me.

It's okay.

You were out for pretty

much the entire day.

I called Dr. chambers,

you remember him, right?

- Anne,

can you tell me what happened?

- I, um...

I saw a ghost and I followed

her out into the woods and...

I thought she was

trying to kill me.

- Alright.

From what you've told me

about the stress of

moving into a new house,

the ridiculous story of

a murder by your friend

and possible marital problems.

Look my dear, what

your husband told you

about ghosts not

being real is true.

That story by Neil about

the murder, didn't happen.

I know the mind can

be very persuasive.

Anne, there's no

reason to be alarmed,

this is not a lasting condition.

- Condition?

- Now, if I thought that

the ghost you were seeing

were individuals

of people you knew

and you were possibly involved

in some sort of violence

in some way or vice versa,

then I would be concerned.

You see, psychological disorders

usually manifest themselves

in a patient when

they see themselves

exerting control and power,

usually displayed in

the form of violence

over an adversary,

someone they dislike.

Now, this ghost that you saw.

Was it someone you knew?

- No.

- A former boyfriend?

A former employer?

Your mother-in-law?

- No!

- That's it then.

I'm gonna prescribe

a mild sedative.

And this will help

you get some rest,

get some sleep.

You know, and get you better.

Look, dreams can seem very real.

That's why in the rare occasion

when somebody's

dreaming and they fall,

they can actually die.

But I know that transferring

the blame may help

but ghosts aren't real.

My point is that sometimes

dreams and visions,

they're just that, they're

dreams and visions.

Alright?

So, this sedative will

help diminish the stress

and diminish the feeling

that these dreams

and visions are real.

You'll be fine.

- Do you have any questions?

- No.

- Get some rest.

- Thank you doctor.

- She'll be fine.

- They are real.

Harold, why don't you belie...

Why is your mother here?

- Babe, she's here to help.

- We saved you some supper.

Harold's favorite.

Meatloaf with mashed potatoes.

- Yeah, hi Mr. Jones.

Yeah, I know what time it is.

But it's important.

Well, my wife Anne, she

stumbled and hit her head and...

No, she's okay, I took

her to a doctor but

he wants her to stay home

just in case she's concussed.

No, I think she'll

be fine but um,

I guess the reason I'm

calling you is because I'm...

I'm not gonna be able to

make that 10 o'clock meeting.

Yeah.

No, I mean, I know, I'm the one

that set it up but I just...

Yeah, Mr. Jones, I

completely understand.

I get how important it is and...

Yeah.

No, this is...

Right, and no I do love

working there at the office and

you can definitely

count on me I just...

Right.

I understand.

Okay.

Sounds good.

Talk to you then.

F***.

- Hey babe.

You know that guy that

found me in the woods?

- Yeah.

- Do you think you could ask

him to come out here tomorrow?

Tell me what happened?

- Do you think that'll help?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, I'll make

the call tomorrow.

- Thank you.

- Hey honey, hi.

This is Doug, he's the one

that found you in the woods.

- Nice to meet ya.

This is my son here.

- Thank you so much.

- You're welcome.

- Harold, the

weather's getting bad.

- Can you show me

where you found me?

- Well, yes ma'am, of course.

You stay here.

Right this way.

- You know,

we really should

have her committed.

- Mom, I don't.

- Just for observation.

Think about it.

We really want to do what's

best for Anne, don't we?

- I have to go to work.

- Maybe it's not proper for her

to go out in the woods

with another man.

- Mom, I love you.

- I love you too.

- So, what were you doing on

the day that you found me?

- Oh, well I was

actually hunting deer.

- Really?

I didn't know it

was hunting season.

- Oh no, ma'am, I have a

license to hunt all year 'round.

I could show you if you like.

Well, you were right here,

this is where I found ya.

You were in a real bad way.

- What do you mean, bad way?

- Well, your face was

pale, your body was cold.

I thought you were dead.

I didn't do

anything ma'am, I promise.

I just checked your pulse and...

- She's a tramp.

She's nothing but

a god damn tramp.

- Well, I hope to never see

ya out there again like that.

It was nice to meet ya.

- Thanks, you too.

- I need to go to the store.

You don't have one percent milk.

Harold has to have

one percent milk.

And there are evidently

a few other things

that you don't

think that he needs.

- Martha, I...

- now, I'll be gone for an hour.

Do you think you can keep

from going completely bonkers

for one hour?

Answer me.

Are you a monkey?

It's a yes or no question.

- I will be fine.

This is my house!

Come on.

Okay.

Pick up, pick up, pick

up, pick up, pick up.

God damn it!

Hi, yes this is Mrs. Harris,

may I speak with Harold please?

No, this is really

important, please.

Thank you.

Hi Harold, please.

Please, there's

somebody in this house.

You need to come home.

No, she left!

Harold, please.

Please, Harold,

please just come here.

Please.

Okay.

- Anne!

Mom!

Anne!

Oh, thank god.

What's going on?

I just hauled ass all

the way from the office.

- Harold, we need

to get out of here.

- Why are all these bags out?

- We need to leave,

it's not safe.

- Where are we gonna go?

What are you talking about?

- I don't know.

- Where's mom?

- She left.

- Why are you packing,

what are these bags?

- Harold, it is not

safe here, okay, please?

- Where are we gonna go?

- I don't know.

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