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Let her out of there!

Lilly...

Is that you?

My poor baby.

It's my fault.

It's your daddy's fault.

How can you forgive me?

Just take me.

We have missed you.

You missed me?

You must all return,

no matter what.

Return where?

You know where.

No, I don't.

This is real.

How would it be?

I'm a human.

Are you?

Of course I am.

What the f*** are

you talking about?

Self deception is a cruel mess.

Tell me what the f*** is going on!

You know what's there.

You're back.

This is today.

Am I dead?

No.

Then where am I?

Hell.

You don't have to

die to get there.

How the f*** can I be there

and here at the same time?

How can anyone be

anywhere at any time?

This is the mystery

of consciousness.

You can occupy many bodies at once.

Some physical, some ethereal...

but ultimately an illusion.

A part of you is in

Lilly's subconscious now

in her dying mental images.

Your lives that feel so real

are merely dreams within dreams,

rising and collapsing like waves

in the ocean of consciousness.

You and Lilly are right here...

right now.

Crystallized into form

by the power of your mutual pain.

Tell me...

What kind of god

would make a f***ing

place like this?

You tell me that.

Tell me!

The god you dreamed up!

Suffer or surrender.

It is always your choice.

It was never locked.

Why don't you turn the

light of your attention

back onto your own shadow?

What happened?

Oh, man.

What? What?

Put a little less

pedal on that metal.

You guys were the ones

that wanted to leave Vegas.

I wanted to stay.

Yeah, well, we just want

to get home in one piece.

Oh, my God.

Get off his back, he's fine.

Hey, Lilly Willy,

you want to drive?

Hey, no, no, no, put your seat...

She's awake.

Oh, my God.

Look, we're doing

everything that we can.

And we're gonna keep trying.

There was, um...

There was another car, and, um...

There was no other driver.

It was me.

Yes, there was.

It jumped the median and it

wasn't our fault. It wasn't our fault.

I can't lose you right now, please,

I can't lose you right now.

I'm sorry.

I don't know how I got

to this realization.

This. This, we can't

do this anymore.

God, no, listen.

We did it.

What?

There was no other car.

You know there wasn't.

No.

Yes.

Yes.

Come on.

No, no.

Yes, there was and I do not

want to talk about this.

You wanted me to lie.

There's no way to know it.

Listen.

We're just killing ourselves.

Look at this sh*t.

Look at it.

There was no other car.

Sera, listen to me.

I'm so sick and tired

of killing ourselves...

with guilt.

I can't do it anymore.

I can't watch this happen to you.

Or to me.

It's gonna get better.

It's gonna get better.

I miss Lilly too.

I miss her so much, baby.

I miss her so much.

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