The Stranger Within Page #4

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Back to Daddy.

Sarah's mother died

when she was 9.

She has no siblings,

cousins, no grandparents.

She never went to school

after 8th grade,

so she doesn't

even have friends.

Just her father.

I'm going for a walk.

I need to get some air.

I think this

is definitely a surprise twist

in the first episode

of this new season.

Hey. What are you watching?

- -Kill me if I spoil

any of it for you.

Some young starlet.

You think I'm pretty?

No.

I think you're f***ing hot.

You just wanna get laid.

Hey.

My mom called today.

Ah, your mother hates me.

No, she doesn't, actually.

She asked how we're doing.

How are we doing, doctor?

Hello? Yeah. Hello?

This is Robert Moore, yes.

Who is it?

Oh, I'm sorry?

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

Thank you.

Bye. Thank you.

Who was that?

Sarah's dead.

What?

They found her in her seat

on the plane.

She, uh, overdosed

on tranquilizers.

Oh, my God.

They found my name

in her cell phone.

It was the last number

that she dialed.

It's my fault.

First he broke my jaw.

Then when I was laying

on the floor,

he ripped my clothes off

and raped me again.

First he broke my jaw.

Then when I was laying

on the floor,

he ripped my clothes off

and raped me again.

First he broke my jaw.

Then when I was laying

on the floor,

he ripped my clothes off

and raped me again.

Everyone around me dies.

Robert?

Yes?

You're not gonna leave me,

are you?

Of course not.

I'm not going anywhere.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Hey.

Let me get you something

to help you relax, okay?

Okay.

Help me!

Please!

Robert, please let me in!

Help!

Help!

Help!

First he broke my jaw.

Then when I was laying

on the floor,

he ripped my clothes off

and raped me again.

Sarah?

Sarah, is that you?

It's us.

No.

Will you

comfort him when he's dead?

We'll come back for you.

No!

No!

Robert!

Robert, they're gonna kill you!

Emily?

Robert!

Robert!

What's going on?

What's wrong?

They're back.

They're back,

and they're gonna kill us.

Emily, calm down.

Calm down.

They locked me up.

Who?

Sarah and Sophie.

Emily, listen to me,

when someone has been

subjected to extreme trauma...

I'm telling the truth!

So Sarah and Sophie are back?

Where are they?

Hm?

There were footprints.

There were muddy footprints.

In here?

Yes.

Where?

They were right here.

This is happening.

Honey, there's only a lock

on the inside of the door.

No.

No, that's impossible.

Baby, the door opened

as soon as I grabbed it.

There she is.

I swear she was there, Robert.

I know.

Baby, I know.

No, you don't know.

You really don't.

Listen to me.

Let's get some sleep, okay?

Go to bed?

Right?

It was her, Robert.

I swear.

What the hell is going on?

Hey.

Lie down.

You okay?

No.

I'm just so scared.

There's no reason to be scared.

I'll protect you.

Hey, scoot over.

You really don't get it,

do you?

Close your eyes.

Close them!

Either you do it yourself,

or I'll do it for you.

No, Michael, no.

She's not getting better.

In fact, she's having

a very, very tough time.

The whole place

is turned upside down.

I don't know.

I've gotta go.

Emily.

She'll never leave us alone.

Dead people

just don't come back.

She sat on top of me

with a huge f***ing knife!

No, okay?

There's only one person

who could be responsible

for all these things.

You understand?

You think it's me.

Why?

You wanted Sarah and Sophie

to come back to punish you,

but they can't.

You're doing this to yourself.

That's ridiculous.

They're not the ones that

have to let go of us, honey.

You have to let go of them.

I didn't trash the house,

and I didn't write

a message to myself.

Look at your hands.

I wanna leave this island.

Okay.

Now.

Let's go.

Can you call and get a boat?

Yeah.

Right.

Sh*t, my battery's dead.

Where's my charger?

Wait.

Did you hear that?

What?

Someone's here.

Emily.

Enough, okay?

Enough already!

We're trapped in this place.

No, we're not.

Look out!

Oh!

It's time for

your medicine, Emily.

Aah!

Emily.

Emily, darling.

Where's Robert?

One thing at a time.

What do you want?

Oh, I think you know.

I wanna go back to the house.

Not so fast, Emily.

I wrote a suicide note,

and I really think

that you should hear it.

"Dear Robert,

I am so tired.

I just can't do this anymore.

I know you love me

and it's so wonderful

when we are together.

But I just can't understand

why you didn't keep

your promise to me."

What promise?

That you would leave your wife.

You're insane.

Robert thought so too.

Unfortunately,

he was a little too slow

to figure it out.

Where is he?

Did you kill him?

He used me and then he left me.

If I can't have him...

You f***ing psycho!

You're the one

who's seeing ghosts, honey.

He's mine.

You're dead.

Thank God you're all right.

I thought you were dead.

I'm so sorry I

ever let her in, baby.

I never, ever thought

it would come to this.

Who was she?

A former student of mine

who became an assistant

for a while.

What?

Wait, she was telling

the truth?

It was meant to be

harmless role-play.

I was developing a new

treatment, a radical therapy

that was designed

to help you get better.

Harmless?

Sarah is dead, Robert.

I thought by mirroring

your trauma

with Sarah's claims of abuse

that I could somehow

encourage your mind

to develop a firmer grasp

of reality.

It didn't work.

You regressed.

No, Robert, you've regressed.

You're a f***ing monster.

She just tried to kill me.

This is what

I'm talking about, baby.

You still can't seem

to differentiate

between what's real

and what's not.

We both know that

you attacked that girl.

Was it because

you were jealous?

You want my money.

What are you talking about?

I thought you loved me.

I do love you, baby.

That's the hard part.

I just can't live

with you anymore.

You'll never get away

with this.

Really?

You just killed a young,

beautiful woman,

and your prints

are all over her.

It was self-defense.

I think we're gonna have you

committed again.

I'm calling the police.

So why do you

think she killed her?

Simple act of jealous rage,

I suppose.

She thought that, uh...

Sarah and I

were having an affair

and that Sarah was gonna

try to hurt or kill her

in some attempt to try

to replace her.

It's textbook schizophrenia.

That would be my preliminary

diagnosis, definitely.

Schizophrenia.

Today, 34-year-old

actress Emily Moore

was found guilty

of first-degree murder.

The jury chose not

to take into account

Emily Moore's claim

that she was somehow

set up by her husband,

the renowned psychiatrist

Robert Moore.

Her sentence will be determined

at a court hearing next week.

A hidden wall

You never knew

And my destruction

One of the few

Because you're down

But you're not bleeding

It's insane

That you're still breathing

No light

That straightjacket fight

With your mind again

You can't win, win Win, win

No blood

On the ropes

That tie you up

It's in your mind again

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