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- No.

I'm

looking to locate.

I, uh, I was young.

And, stupid and

my father left us

really early on

so I felt like I had to

be the man of the house.

You know.

So, uh.

I bought a gun.

For protection, you know, and

because it made me

feel like a badass.

The day I brought it home,

my sister found it.

And, you know, my mother

never really forgave me.

You know what I

mean, how do you.

- You know, it's okay.

You can cry if you wanna.

- No.

I can't.

- Uh oh.

Can you give me

one of those masks?

- Is that chloroform?

- Yes, it is.

Whew.

I feel woozy.

- What is that, Luis?

- It's my contribution.

It's a computer.

Quantum, quantum topographical.

- So, this is better

than a regular computer?

- It can calculate in one hour

what you're computer

would take 300 years.

Yeah, it's a little bit better.

It can decipher any

code in the world.

And, with Craig's

help, it's gonna

allow us to contact Abbey.

There's gonna be no

noise, no interference.

It's gonna isolate her

electromagnetic pattern

on the membrane.

- What are you saying?

- He's saying, he

wants to trace the call.

- Our personalities

survive after we die.

And, the gravitons that

carry them off leave a trail.

Meiselhoff knew this.

- A map to the afterlife?

A map to heaven.

- Or hell.

- Look, you're gonna be

able to talk to Abbey.

And, you're not gonna have

to suffer the adverse effects

of the equipment.

- You're welcome.

We'll see.

- We're gonna have to

go to the hospital.

We don't have anymore Ketamine.

- Forget the drugs.

I brought my own.

Buckle up.

- You ready in there, champ?

You know what

you're doing, right?

I mean, this isn't dangerous?

- Oh no, this is very dangerous.

Okay, Craig, it's starting.

- How you feeling, Craig?

- Awesome.

- He's drinking.

- Isn't that okay?

Can he do that?

How we doing in there, Craig?

Craig?

- Hello.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I can hear you breathing,

breathing, breathing, breathing.

- Abbey.

- Brayden?

- Abbey, are you there?

- Why'd you bring me here?

- Abbey bring you where?

Bring you where.

Abbey.

- Keep her talking.

I almost got it.

- Why did you bring me here?

- Wait, Abbey, wait.

Abbey.

- I love you.

- Abbey, where are you?

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

- Abbey, I'm so...

- - Brayden.

I'm so sorry.

- Wait, Abbey.

- Brayden.

Brayden.

Craig.

- He's seizing.

- Snow.

- What?

- It was snowing, wasn't it?

- I don't understand.

- When she died.

- Why did you say...

- It was snowing, wasn't it?

- Where is she?

Where do we go when we die?

- They're all around us.

Their universe.

Our universe.

The membranes both

occupy the same space.

- What?

- We can't travel

there because there's

nowhere to travel to.

We don't go anywhere.

- What happened, Luis?

- It was too much.

In order to get any data, I

had to crank everything up and

he couldn't take it.

Apparently, to make

this thing work,

you have to induce seizures

and fry a person's brain.

Ultimately, making

it a one way trip.

- What if we shut

the brain down?

- How so?

- You use Ketamine before

to mimic a near death state.

What if we went further?

What if we induced a

general anesthetic,

enough to suppress

the seizure stage.

Then let the subject

emerge from anesthesia

once contact is made.

- It's plausible, I suppose.

Increase the seizure

threshold would allow Craig to

- tolerate...

- - Not Craig.

- What you're suggesting means

that we need another person.

One who's qualified to

administer anesthesia.

- Abbey, are you there?

I can't hear you.

- Why'd you bring me here.

- Abbey, bring you where?

Bring you where? Abbey.

We were this close.

I spoke to her.

I heard her voice.

- Brayden, this is

somebody's voice.

My guess is they got some girl

sitting on a cellphone

outside your house.

That's your proof?

Voicemail from heaven and

a bucket of melted wax?

That is not evidence

based science.

I blame myself.

I mean, I should've

been keeping a lot

closer an eye on

you after you...

- Look, I was depressed

after Abbey died.

I admit that but I

wasn't irrational.

- You weren't irrational?

You let two total strangers

with suspect credentials

convince you that they can

defy the laws of physics.

That they can contact

the afterlife.

They're living in your house.

You don't even

know who they are.

- I know enough.

What's this?

- Evidence.

See, after I found out

you were investigating

Carl Meiselhoff, I did a

little investigating of my own.

Turns out your

genius buddy killed

the last guy that

he worked with.

- If that's true,

why isn't he in prison?

- They never found a body.

- Any coffee left boys?

Hospital?

- Yeah.

- Taking a lot of call lately?

- Don't worry about it.

- Dev, I'll be back at

work soon, I promise.

- Brayden, I'll cover

your hours, you know that.

But, I do think it

would be a good idea

for you to go back to work.

Focus on the real

world for a change.

- Good to see you, Donna.

- And, don't be a stranger.

How's he doing?

- He's a mess.

- So, what's the mold of?

- Mold?

- Yeah, it's like one of the

molds from my pottery class.

So what is it?

- Bye.

- Love you.

- Anesthesia, we're

not supposed to be

using cellphones in the or.

- Yeah, usually it

doesn't take three hours

to do a lap chole

either but here we are.

Hey, honey.

- Dev.

There's something

here you need to see.

- Meiselhoff didn't commit

suicide, you killed him.

You killed him with this.

- It wasn't suicide.

And, it certainly

wasn't homicide.

- You are lying.

- He isn't lying.

Carl Meiselhoff isn't dead.

- So, he's alive.

- No.

- Brayden, listen to me.

Meiselhoff wanted to

make things right.

Redemption for what he did

to Craig and his sister.

She's stuck.

Inbetween membranes

that we created.

- What I need is for you to stop

with all this metaphysical

horseshit and just leave.

- We lost him.

I lost him.

- You know what.

When we lose someone in the or,

it's usually because...

- You don't understand,

Brayden, I lost him.

He's not here.

He's somewhere else.

- Somebody gonna get that?

- There's one thing I

wanna make clear right now.

Guess who the b*tch is gonna be

if we wind up in the

same prison cell.

It's Abbey's, isn't it?

- How is this possible?

- Sometimes the

departed give me things.

Physical objects that help those

they left behind find their way.

- Bore.

- Oh, I'm sorry,

am I boring you?

Because, by all means,

go right back to packing.

- Not bore, Bohr.

B-o-h-r.

He's the founder

of quantum physics.

He found that when you

observe a subatomic particle,

say an electron,

it actually changes its

position and velocity.

And, this is relevant because

when we observe the

subatomic world,

there are no rules.

An object can exist

in two places at once.

- Like the seashell.

- And, the ring.

- Exactly.

Abbey's final

memory was snowfall

and she brought that

memory to her afterlife.

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