Honeymoon Page #4

Don't...

What are you...

Bea!

No! No.

No!

Untie me!

What are you doing?

Let me go!

Stop it.

Stop. What are you doing?

Hold... Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it.

Paul!

Paul! Stop!

Oh, God.

I don't know...

I don't know what's

happening to you.

I just want things to be normal.

I just want us to be us.

I just want us to be us.

Why... Why aren't

you crying?

My wife cries.

Then if I cry,

will you let me go?

My wife doesn't act like this.

She tells me everything.

She tells me the truth.

Where is my wife?

I need her.

It's me.

I need her back.

Wait.

I am your wife.

How do I know that?

How do you not know that?

Where did we go

on our first date?

I can't.

Please.

I... I don't...

Why not?

Why can't you remember this?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

We ate it, we... we had it

at the wedding.

We ate it, we had it

at the wedding.

Four days ago.

I'm sorry.

I don't know.

How did I ask you to marry me?

Where did I propose?

Huh?

Where did I propose?

Camping.

Tell me.

We went camping.

We made s'mores.

Oh, and there were

so many stars.

We snuggled into our tent,

and you said to me...

you said,

"You make me the happiest.

Will you marry me?"

That's right, right?

Am I right?

But I... I remember.

It was so quiet and cold,

and there were so many stars.

No.

No.

That's what happened.

No.

You were sick.

No.

We were on our bed.

I remember a tent.

I made a tent on our bed.

No, I... I remember

the stars.

What happened to Bea?

No, Paul, I knew...

I know it was on our bed.

Where is she?

Okay, Paul, please,

I knew that's how...

Where is Bea?

It's me.

Where is my wife?

Stop saying that.

What has happened?

You look like her,

but you're not her.

Please. I just forgot.

You have her toes.

You have her knees.

You have her thighs.

It's me.

You smell the same.

You taste the same.

But you're different.

You're different.

No.

How does this feel?

What does this feel like to you?

It's me.

Please.

Please, help me.

Help me.

Take it out, please.

Take it out.

Don't stop. Don't stop.

Don't stop.

Paul, please.

Please.

What is this?

Eh, what is this?

I couldn't tell you.

I couldn't.

What is this?

I'm sorry.

Oh, f***.

Paul.

Oh, f***.

That's it.

Paul.

This is...

Paul!

What is...

Something bad happened to me.

Something bad happened

to me in the woods.

There was a light.

I couldn't see, but...

I could only see their dark,

the outlines of their bodies,

their dark bodies.

They went inside me.

And then they left, but...

I couldn't see them anymore,

but I could still feel them...

inside.

I, uh...

I can still feel them inside.

They're with me,

and I know what they know,

and I know what they want,

and I know what I'm

supposed to do.

I don't understand

what you mean.

I... I wanted to tell you.

I wanted, but...

I'm not allowed.

I knew it was happening,

and there was

nothing I could do,

but I just wanted time.

I just wanted

these last few days.

What are you saying?

I just wanted our honeymoon.

My body is here,

but I'm leaving.

They're taking everything.

They're...

they're taking me.

Bea. They're taking Bea.

No, they're not.

We need to get help.

No. No.

We need to leave.

Where did you put the keys?

No. No, you can't leave.

Where are the keys?

Where are the keys?

You don't understand.

Where are the keys?

Okay, you don't understand.

Where are the keys?

You can't leave.

Where did you put the keys?

Paul, you can't leave.

Where did you put the keys?

You can't leave.

You are sick. We need to leave.

We can't leave.

We need to go.

No. No.

No, no, no, no.

No, I remember now.

I remember.

I couldn't before,

but now I remember.

We went for Indian food.

That was our first date.

We're okay.

We're okay.

Stop.

We're not, okay?

No.

This is not okay.

No. Look, we can...

We can watch.

We can watch on the video.

We can watch it on the video.

We have to fix this.

We can watch it on the video.

We can watch it.

I just want to make things okay.

No, you can't.

Why not?

It'll be all right.

And please just stay with me.

Just stay with me.

What? No.

I just want to be with you.

I want to be with you.

We can't stay here

with you like this.

No. No.

I'm leaving.

I'm getting help.

You can't. You can't.

No, you can't.

No, we know.

You know what we told you.

We don't need you.

You don't have any more time.

They're gonna get rid of you.

They're...

No, I have to hide you.

I have to hide you.

I have to hide you

where we won't find you.

We have to go.

I'm not gonna let

anything bad happen.

Nothing bad is gonna happen.

What are we doing?

What are we doing out here?

I'm saving you.

No, I don't need...

Mm-hmm.

We need to go back

to the cottage.

Mm-mm.

What are we doing?

We need to...

We need to...

Untie me.

Untie me!

I'm gonna hide you

under the water.

They can't reach you there.

They won't find you.

No, no, no, no.

Yes.

No, you can't.

No, I can't hide in the water.

I can't breathe under the water.

No, you don't understand.

You're confused.

No. No, no, no, no.

No, you have to.

You're confused.

I can't... I can't hide

in the water.

No, I have to hide you.

Stop it.

This isn't hiding!

Shh!

You have to hide.

This isn't hiding!

This isn't hiding!

Stop it!

Have to!

No, Bea! Stop it!

Stop it! No!

For our first date,

Bea chose an Indian restaurant,

you know,

one of those little places on Sixth Street

with the colored lights

and the fiber-optic lamps.

Yum, except that

halfway through the meal,

I start feeling

my stomach gurgle

in a horrible

food-poisoning-type way,

and I didn't even

have time to lie to her.

I spend 20 minutes in the dirty

restaurant toilet and the rest...

of the night

on Bea's bathroom floor,

because I couldn't make it

to the subway,

let alone Brooklyn.

So this is our,

"F*** you, Indian food."

You tried to keep us apart,

but f*** you.

We win.

So we didn't get

a regular wedding cake.

We decided on something that

was special for us instead.

Mm-hmm, special

and cheap.

What?

No, I think some people

are annoyed by no cake.

Who cares?

It's our wedding,

I love you, honeybee.

Before, I was alone,

but now I'm not.

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