Horsehead

Jessica, it's your mother.

Rose...

your grandmother just passed away.

The funeral is next weekend.

I would appreciate it if you came.

Dear Jessica, I hope this modest endeavour

helps you find peace in your dreams.

In this chapter we will approach

the healing power of dreams.

The idea behind the treatment,

is for sleeping patients to fight

and destroy the subconscious evil,

that gnaws at them, in a

perfectly lucid state of mind.

During the exploration of dreams,

we encounter many symbolic patterns.

You see...

the horse is one of them.

Carl Jung sees it as one of

archetypes of the Mother.

Where as, many

theorists see in it,

the symbol of the ferryman...

a guide to the beyond...

or the messenger of death.

Hey!

Come here!

Hello you.

Do you recognize me?

Probably not.

He's just pretending.

Hi George.

It's been what, three years?

And you haven't changed a bit.

Can't say the same for you,

Miss Jessica.

- Come on boy. Give me that.

- Thank you.

Come on boy!

Look Jim.

It is her room...

and I want her to spend her

last moments there amongst us.

I understand.

I just don't think that,

Jessica's gonna like it.

She's my daughter, not yours.

I know what she

likes or dislikes.

Warm and cozy as usual.

Jessica, baby!

Welcome home.

- Darling.

- Hello Mother.

So, what is it I wouldn't like?

The wake is taking place in

your grandmother's bedroom.

So you'll be beside her for

her last moments with us.

You should be grateful.

Supper with be

served in one hour.

But, it's the room next to mine.

Sorry, I tried.

I know, it's not your fault.

She's never going to change.

Don't give up.

I'll do what I can.

I'm working on it.

In the meantime, go upstairs,

unpack, chill out.

Okay.

You're gonna need this.

A lot of lightbulbs

have blow up there.

George will bring

up your luggage.

You're looking great.

You too.

Oh sh*t.

s l i k s i k k i

Do you know why they're forcing

me to sleep next to the old hag?

I barely knew her!

You should show some respect, young lady.

Your grandmother was a decent

woman and she loved you dearly.

Then why was she so distant with

me if she loved me so much?

It's not my place to

comment on your family.

Fair enough...

Silence is golden, right?

Let's just say...

that your grandfather...

was an Old Testament type

of man to the grave.

Even after his death he threw

quite a big shadow on Rose.

Excuses...

It's all I've ever

heard in this family.

Do not be late for

supper, Miss Jessica.

Your mother wouldn't like that.

Thanks.

Thank you.

So.

What's it like to be

back in the old home?

It's nice.

A bit difficult with part of the

family lying dead upstairs.

Well at least we see each other.

I don't remember forbidding

you to come and see us.

Nor encouraging.

Still studying fantasies with that

quack of a teacher of yours, darling?

Psychophysiology of dreams is

not a con Mother, it is a science.

And Sean is a respected

professional.

If you say so, darling.

Well,

I've started reading what's considered to

be the leading authority on the subject.

And I find it fascinating...

how the unconscious

can alter the reality...

and that dreams can be used in

therapy just like hypnosis is.

See?

Jim takes an interest

in what I do.

You never believed in anything I've

ever done and you're my mother!

When are you going to

wake up and face reality?

It's not in your dreams you'll find

the answers you're looking for.

Well if I had a mother who

was honest about things like...

who my biological father actually

is, maybe I wouldn't have to.

Ladies, please...

This is the first time we've sat

down at a table for three years...

and all you can do is bicker.

Come on.

- She's the one who started it.

- End of discussion.

Find the key.

Grandma?

Taking control of a dream

requires years of practice.

You can't improvise

yourself a lucid dreamer...

without the proper tools

and instructions.

If you want to meet a

specific person in a dream

you must find a symbolic

element from reality.

For example, a photograph...

that your mind would absorb

when you enter your dream.

Gotcha.

Perfect.

"Winston and Rose's wedding."

Most importantly you must keep

your dream under control.

You have to create your

own oneric symbol.

Looking at your hands

can do the trick.

One of the most crucial rules.

Find something to help you get back to

sleep, immediately after you wake up.

Any drugs can do the trick

under proper control.

Okay. Let's give it a go.

Find the key.

Find the key, find the key.

Grandma?

Find the key.

Find the key.

I acknowledge I'm dreaming.

I acknowledge I'm dreaming.

You have to help

me find the key.

Okay.

Okay.

The Cardinal is coming.

You must run.

Who's the Cardinal?

Follow the wolf...

And run away from the horse.

Always!

You knew everything, but

never told me anything.

It's too late to talk now.

So shut up!

Show me some pain if

you want absolution.

Morning.

Morning.

You look terrible, darling.

Did you spent the night chasing

monsters in your dreams again?

Do you remember the last

time I saw Grandma?

Yes. You were

about six, I think.

It was a hot summer and

the three of us had this...

wonderful watermelon

ice cream...

at a fancy reception.

Are you talking about

my grandpa's funeral?

Yes, I suppose I am.

What was grandma's

illness already?

What does it matter?

But, you only told

me she was sick.

I'd like to know

what she died of.

It won't bring her back

Can't you just answer

my question for once?

She threw herself out of the

window if you really want to know.

She killed herself?

Why?

Look, Rose had been losing

her mind for some time now.

That's why she came back here.

So's I could look after her.

But apparently,

I had somewhat misjudged

the seriousness of her condition.

I saw her in my

nightmare last night.

She was,

drawing pictures of this

horse-headed monster.

And she asked me to

help her find a key.

Well.

It sounds as if she'd lost her

mind in your dreams as well.

Do you know which key

she was talking about?

You know...

You really shouldn't...

pay too much attention to anything your

grandmother did in these last few weeks.

She wasn't herself lately.

The illness had taken over.

I'm not feeling too well.

I think you've got a fever.

Go back to bed, darling.

I'll call the doctor.

Are you all right, Miss Jessica?

You look awfully pale.

I'm fine.

Can I ask you something?

By all means.

Can you tell me about

Rose's behavior...

days before she died?

She acted strangely.

She seemed obsessed

with bizarre visions.

What kinds of visions exactly?

I was all very vague.

Bad dreams, I think.

But, would you say

she'd gone mad?

She wasn't always making

sense, I can't deny that.

She used to spend most of her time

in the attic sorting things out...

But no, she wasn't mad.

And what about mother?

How did she behave?

The two of them

argued a lot lately.

I don't know what they

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