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What if they keep her safe?

What if they sedate

her or something?

She can still help us.

You have to show her the verse.

They have my son.

You have no idea what

they're capable of. Please.

Call an ambulance.

Susan...

I'm-I'm sorry to have to ask you

this, but I need your help.

I need you to tell me

what this means.

"They are all gone into

the world of light

"And I alone sit lingring here

"Their very memory

is fair and bright,

"And my sad thoughts

doth clear."

It's Milton, isn't it?

-You're the expert, you tell me...

-No.

No.

Not Milton.

What?

Vaughan.

People mistake that...

The poem, Susan,

what does it mean?

-What does it...?

-Let me go.

-Let me go.

-Susan, please.

-I'm sorry.

-Let me go.

-Let me go.

-I'm sorry.

The poem, what does it mean?

Beyond the veil.

Susan?

They won't be long.

What'd she tell you?

Nothing.

Beyond the veil, is the

title of the poem?

Why didn't she just

write down an address?

If she wanted to tell us.

Wait, beyond the veil.

She did.

Bortrane Lunatic Asylum.

Room 1007.

This is the place.

It's indelible ink.

Lidia sent the letter from

there six months ago.

But it's been closed for years.

We have to go. Now.

No, no, no. We have to

wait for the ambulance.

We can't leave Susan like this.

She's my friend.

Then I'll wait outside.

There's an ambulance

on it's way.

They'll be here any minute.

Do you hear me, Susan?

Everything will be

just as before.

I promise.

I'll come back to the

university like you wanted.

I think I can help her.

I'm remembering.

How?

I'm not sure but I can try.

Leave me alone with her.

Okay.

Susan!

Got you.

I wouldn't go in there if

I were you, Mr. Salomon.

You won't like it.

No!

I want to hurt them.

I want them to f***ing die.

The receptacle.

Whatever it is,

it has to be in there.

That's where she's hiding.

We'll have to be ready.

What happens when she dies?

They all will.

And you?

My son will live.

We have to hurry.

Won't take them long to find us.

Room 1007.

-Seven.

-Seven.

Stand back here.

There's nothing in here.

It has to be.

The message is clear.

-What if you're wrong?

-No.

No, no, no, no.

Promise.

Will.

Love.

Forever.

Promise you'll love forever.

What's wrong?

What is that?

It's you.

What is it?

The receptacle.

It's you.

What?

She's...

She's inside you.

Lidia knew it.

You were the only piece

out of place.

Now everything fits.

No.

-Samuel.

-No.

Samuel?

Face it, Samuel. Tell me.

Think about how you met her.

How she appeared in your life.

It was all part of a plan.

Stop!

She made you fall in love

with here, didn't she?

And then she left.

Why?

Because she knew...you'll

never be able to forget her.

You were the perfect

hiding place.

No!

No!

She's inside you, Samuel.

She's in your heart.

I want to get her

out of my heart!

I know how to do that.

But you have to tell me

how it happened.

You have chosen well, Rachel.

The saddest of all stages

for the saddest of all endings.

What is this place?

It's here.

It has to happen here.

What is it?

Lidia.

What are you looking for?

It's perfect.

What are you doing?

Help me.

Tear this off.

The White Ring.

Come on.

I'm gonna need you now.

Follow me.

What do you need me to do?

We'll trick her.

We have to smoke her out.

Yes.

Take off your coat.

If the receptacle is in danger...

If your body is hurt...

she'll be forced to come out.

Give me your arm.

We'll have to be quick.

When she comes out, she'll

sense that she's in danger

and she'll turn violent.

We have to put her in the circle.

That will immobilize her.

And that will be the moment.

Samuel,

youre gonna have to kill her.

There's no other way.

Oh, f***.

I don't want you to die.

Promise me.

You'll take care of my son.

Always.

Promise me you'll love him.

Please.

She's running.

She's coming.

She's coming.

Samuel.

You have to hang on.

Please.

Please, please please.

Hang on, please.

I have no wit,

I have no words,

I have no tears,

No tears.

Bring the boy.

Samuel?

Don't listen to her.

Kill her.

She's lying to you, Samuel.

She has no idea what we were.

Don't listen to her.

Kill her.

Look at me, Samuel.

It's me, Samuel.

Don't you remember?

Kill her.

No, don't do it, no!

Kill her.

No, don't listen to her, please.

Do it!

My love.

You're not Beatriz.

-No, don't say that.

-You are not Beatriz.

She was alive.

And my love, it's not that simple.

I'm a lot of things

at the same time.

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

She's lying to you.

She's lying to you.

Kill her.

Look at me.

I could have chosen anyone.

She's lying.

But I chose you.

Do you know why?

Do it. Do it. Kill her.

Because I loved you.

No, no, no, no no.

-You know it.

-No. No.

She's lying. Look at me.

You promised.

Do you remember,

you promised me?

You will love me forever.

What?

-What?

-Kill her.

Kill her!

I must admit.

I didn't think you'd

get this far, Rachel.

Mom?

Oh, babe...

Please.

Let him go.

No, Rachel.

The rules are different.

You let her go

and your son will

live a little longer.

We've come for the

imago, remember?

He will never give it to you.

I don't think he'll

have much choice.

The end of this story

has already been written.

Give us the imago

and we can turn the page.

Mom!

Mom!

Accept your fate, Rachel.

I have incredible plans for you.

Samuel, don't do it.

Shhh...

You see?

You can't do it.

You won't want to leave your son

alone

in this mediocre world.

That wouldn't be a good end

for this story, would it?

I can't think...of a better one.

Kill her.

Now.

This is how that story ends.

The saddest story of them all.

And like all stories,

one day,

it will be forgotten.

All that will remain

will be a trace of black ink

on a piece of paper.

But I know it was real.

I know she was real.

Sam?

And I know that one day,

we will find a way

to bring her back.

Poetry

can do incredible things.

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