Pulse 2: Afterlife Page #2

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Uh, uh, anybody who leaves, don't matter

for how long, we just gotta be sure.

- What's this about, Hutch?

- It's just a precaution.

Come on.

You gotta be kidding me.

Come on.

All right. If y'all would just step out

the front of the truck here.

Take your jackets off.

All we need to see is

your arms and your legs.

And, Steve, if you'd just go over there.

All right, sweetheart.

It's only Hutch, okay?

It's all right.

Come on.

Let me see your arm.

Come on.

All right. Now show me

the other arm.

- Now your arm.

- Now check the leg.

And the other one.

There. What's that?

- I see it. On her shoulder.

- What is that?

- It's dirt. It's just dirt.

- What is it, Steve?

- Steve, step back.

- Christ, Hutch.

- Just step aside!

- Hutch, it's just dirt!

- Goddamn it, Steve! Step aside!

- See? You see?

- It's just dirt!

- Okay.

- It's just dirt, goddamn it!

- Just calm down, Steve. All right.

- Okay.

- You're good to go.

It's good, Steve.

It's good.

Do you think you'd

like to talk about Mommy?

I don't know.

Can you tell me what happened?

Take your time.

She was in my room...

crying.

- Did she say why?

- Sh-Sh-

She said she wanted to die.

She had that stuff all over her.

What stuff?

That black stuff

that looks like mold.

She wanted me to come-

She wanted me to come closer...

but I was too scared to.

Come here, baby.

Mommy just wants to hold you.

I love you so much.

It's just 'cause I love you so much.

It's okay.

It's okay, baby.

Come on.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

# Hush, little baby #

# Don't say a word #

# Mama's gonna buy you #

#A mockingbird #

# If that mockingbird

don't sing #

# Mama's gonna buy you

a diamond ring #

# If that diamond ring

don't shine ##

All the pain will be gone soon.

Very soon.

And then we can fly away from here.

Fly away from-

Mom?

What did you do after that?

Did you run away?

I went to Aunt Carmen's

and Uncle Pete's.

I couldn't remember

how to get there.

But then I saw the big church...

and I remembered where it was.

Were they home?

I think Uncle Pete was.

But he stayed in his bedroom

and wouldn't come out.

So I went out back and sat on a swing

and waited for him.

For how long?

- Till Mommy came.

- But you-

You said Mommy came

to Aunt Carmen's.

Is that what you said?

I think so.

What do you mean you think so?

Sorry. I didn't mean

to raise my voice.

Was she, um-

Come on, squirt.

Let's get you cleaned up and into bed.

Good night, squirt.

Who is it?

Who do you think, Stephen?

Had to remind those gun-humping

mongoloids I was still your girlfriend.

Three days I'm stuck in hell central,

and you're where?

- I was looking for my daughter.

- Oh, I get that.

- But what about me?

- Could you just take it down a notch?

I thought I was gonna die, Stephen.

I've never been so scared

in all my life.

I had to steal some poor

dead f***er's car...

with his f***ing ashes still in it,

thank you very much.

Drive myself up here,

alone, hoping and praying...

that one of those vigilante alcoholics

you call neighbors...

will have the simple human

decency to let me through.

God, I need a drink!

Wine, Drano.

Anything.

I think I have some cooking sherry.

Well, you know how to party.

Glass? Dixie cup?

Forget it.

I'll rough it.

I know you're out there.

You can't fool me.

I don't know who you are,

but you are not my wife.

You hear me?

You are not my wife!

But you-you can't get me.

You can't get me. Huh?

You can't get me!

Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh, God. Oh, God.

My pills. My pills.

Carmen. Carmen. My pills.

Car-

Carmen?

My pills. Carmen.

Carmen. Carmen.

Who-Who-

Who are you?

Do you believe that sh*t

they're saying about the red tape-

that it keeps you safe somehow?

I'm not sure

what to believe anymore.

Well, I am not sealing myself

up in my own tomb.

That is just too f***ed-up

for words.

Speaking of words, do me a favor.

I have a six-year-old upstairs...

who's been through something

no child should ever have to face.

Could you please just drop

a few less F-bombs?

God, I hardly even notice anymore.

Sorry.

By the way...

- I know what you're thinking.

- Really?

What am I thinking?

You're thinking how much

further that food would go...

with two mouths instead of three.

Funny, I never pegged you

for a psychic.

You know, I could

make myself useful.

And how are you gonna do that?

I know how to relax you,

better than anybody.

Oh, please. No.

Don't do this. Not now.

Don't do what?

- Don't!

- What?

Isn't this how celebretards

get out of taxicabs?

- I mean it, Marta.

- No, you don't.

You never do.

Remember the first time we did it?

Standing-

on your boss's back porch

while dear, sweet Michelle...

was inside boring everyone to tears

about global warming.

Wow, the ice is melting, all right.

It's trickling right down my thigh.

Okay, did you turn that on?

Are you kidding? No way.

Don't you know you're

not even supposed to

have those things

around anymore?

It wasn't even plugged in.

I guess you forgot to pull

the battery, now, didn't you?

Well, fine.

Be my guest.

I'm not touching it.

I had two of my friends kill themselves

after touching their computers.

- You had friends?

- Okay, "F" you, sweetheart.

Jesus! Do something.

Calm down. All right?

It's a computer.

You can't get infected by a computer.

Those are just rumors.

Mass hysteria.

Well, then you turn it off.

Fine. I will.

- No, don't!

- What?

Just don't touch it.

- What-What are you doing?

- Killing it.

Wait!

Oh, God.

It's Michelle.

These are all from Friday.

There's even more from Saturday.

Jesus.

This session's over.

Squirt, I need to

ask you a question.

It's very important that you answer me

as honestly and as clearly as you can.

Is Mommy alive?

Was she dead?

You have to tell me, Justine.

The last time you saw her,

she was alive, right?

When she came to Aunt Carmen's,

she was alive.

No. She was dead.

Daddy!

Justine!

Marta, get up!

- We gotta get out-

- What, Stephen?

- Come on, Marta! Marta, get out now.

- Stephen!

Stephen!

Come on! Marta!

Marta! Marta!

All right, wait here.

Marta!

I didn't mean to hurt you. It wasn't me.

It was- Stephen seduced me.

- Marta.

- Stephen, help me.

Move, goddamn it!

Does Mommy want to hurt us?

I think she, um-

I think she misses you very much.

I miss her too.

Even when I'm afraid.

I know you do, squirt.

I know you do.

Can we go around it?

Jesus. Open the door!

- Open it!

- Okay!

Scoot over, Tinker Bell.

I left you a gap on the right.

You can just squeeze through.

I'm not going anywhere

till you tell me what you want.

We can wait for that

gas tank to explode,

or you can get the

hell out of here!

- Me, I'd choose the latter.

- Get that gun out of my daughter's face!

- Just go.

- Okay.

Okay, honey, it's okay.

Uh, I- I thought-

I-I-I-I mean-

I-I-I didn't think

anybody was, uh-

there was anybody, uh-

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