The Uninvited
I love you,
and I have a condom.
- Matt, I shouldn't be here.
- Come on, Anna.
- No. No.
- Come on, it'll be fun.
I really shouldn't be here.
Anna. Come on.
I'm at a party,
but all I want to do is get home.
Hey, where you going? Anna?
Don't go home.
And then I hear my mother's bell.
I go to find her.
When she got sick,
we moved her into the boathouse.
She's alone.
She's not supposed to be alone.
Anna.
I run up to the house to find my dad.
There's something wrong.
It doesn't feel safe.
There's something evil in the house.
One way or another,
these dreams seem to be
about trying to get out of the woods
and back home.
Yeah.
And when I get there, it's like
Mom's trying to tell me something.
But I can't understand what it is,
what she's trying to say.
Well, we've talked about
but now there's a new detail,
the watering can.
Why do you think you were holding it?
I don't know.
I really don't remember.
Maybe you were trying
to put out the fire.
When my mom first got sick,
she said that she'd always be there.
Could be a stray cat,
orjust the sound of the wind,
She'd always protect us, you know.
But...
But the night of the fire,
I couldn't protect her.
Smart girl.
If I'm so smart, why can't I remember
what happened that night?
Okay. Here's what I think.
We survive by remembering,
but sometimes we survive by forgetting.
You lost your mother in a tragic fire.
Your life was changed forever by,
what, a broken fuel valve?
Maybe it's not
such a bad thing to forget.
- But what about the dream?
- It's a dream.
You'll figure it out, or you won't.
That's how it all works.
It's a process, Anna.
What's it been? Ten months?
And you're almost finished.
But you're not gonna get there
in a place like this.
- Do you think I'm ready to leave?
- What else do you want from me?
Go home. Kiss a boy, get into trouble.
Finish what you started.
Hi.
One minute.
Pretty little Anna.
Going home, sweet home.
I'll be Lonely.
There was so much blood,
wasn't there, Anna?
Do you really think they fixed you?
Come on, honey.
Let the girl pack her things.
What have we told you about
wandering in here all the time?
They couldn't fix me.
Who will I tell my stories to?
I've got a surprise for you.
- Look in the glove compartment.
- Tell me it's a cheeseburger.
Not quite.
- You finished it.
- Yeah. Look inside.
- Thank you, Dad.
- You're very welcome.
Is it any good?
Well, I don't know,
but I'm sure you'll tell me.
I know something that's good.
Oh, awesome. Thank you.
Yeah, Rachel made them.
She was gonna come today,
but I told her I wanted you all to myself.
She's been great, Anna.
Really, she has been.
I don't know what I would've...
- Dad. You got me to yourself.
- ... done without her.
Alex?
Anna. You're back.
You're early. I'd hug you, but I...
Welcome home.
You look great. You look so skinny.
at that place.
is fattening her up.
I've already started with him.
Yeah, she's been cooking all day.
- Making... Oh, what are you making?
- Beef Stroganoff. Your favorite.
So, you have a house
full of women now, Mr. Writer.
- Did your dad tell you my idea?
- No.
About the party.
a "Welcome Home, Anna" bash.
Yeah, okay. Maybe.
Well, everybody's
- We've got all summer. There's no rush.
- No.
Okay, I'm gonna go down to the water.
I blew it.
Anna.
Just like it never happened, huh?
Alex. Oh, I missed you so much.
So, what do you think?
You know, he had them
working weekends
so it'd be finished
by the time you got back.
Welcome to your new ward.
Better food, crazier people.
- When did she move in?
- Guess.
First, she was helping
with the accident inquiry,
and then she was helping
with the funeral.
Now, she's helping him cope.
Three times a night.
Whatever.
Hey, thanks a lot, by the way.
For what?
- Deserting me.
- Alex!
You know, I was stuck here
with those two
while you went off
searching for your inner psycho.
Alex, you don't know
what it was like in there.
She was my mother, too.
You know, you could've at least
written me back.
What are you talking about?
The playlists I made you,
the letters I wrote.
I didn't get anything, Alex. I swear.
Maybe Dr. Silberling
didn't want me to see them.
No, it wasn't Dr. Silberling.
Oh, he's such an a**hole!
I mean, how could you
not send my letters?
Those were my letters, Dad.
What? Were you too afraid I'd tell her
about your new little girlfriend?
Was that it?
Talk about all the dirty little secrets?
And it was a mistake for you
to move her in here,
You disgust me.
- Alex, where are you going?
- As if anybody cares.
You caught me.
Come here. You can hug me now.
I'm clean.
Listen, Anna, I know the rules state
that you're supposed to hate
Dad's new girlfriend,
we can be more original than that
and make this work.
- Sure.
- Yeah.
- Something's different.
- Oh, yeah, we painted.
I really love all the wallpaper
in the house,
but the kitchen just needed
some brightening up.
There used to be something here.
- Did there?
- Yeah, a chalkboard?
Oh, yeah, the chalkboard.
It must be up in the attic
with all the other old stuff.
I think I figured
we didn't need one anymore.
So, what do you think?
Do you wanna help set the table?
No, I'm okay.
Alex?
What are you doing?
So, was that you or Nursie
in the throes of ecstasy?
- I don't know.
- Okay.
You drunk?
Well, I went to a party
and drinks were served.
- Where did you find that?
- Upstairs.
What the hell are you doing with it?
- I don't know. It was in the attic and...
- Okay. Well, that's where it should stay.
- I hate that bell.
- Why?
It reminds me of Mom.
We needed it, Alex.
That's how she'd call for help
after she got sick.
Anna, wake up. Rachel bought the bell.
What are you saying?
She went into a goddamn pet store,
bought a bell,
came home,
and tied it around Mom's wrist.
And do you know why?
So that she could hear Mom coming
while she was busy riding Dad.
- You're making that up.
- Okay. Why would I do that?
To get back at Dad.
Trust me, Anna,
I'm way past getting back at Dad.
You know, I might be drunk,
but at least I know what the truth is.
Oh, here comes the burrito.
Maybe try a sledgehammer next time.
- Sorry.
- Looks good to me.
Great, actually.
Just what our little kitchen needed.
Isn't it, though?
- I'm out of here.
- Cool.
You know, Anna, I remember when
I first came here to look after your mom.
I showed up at the house,
and Alex was doing
disrespecting your father.
But you were different.
Quiet, you know? Polite.
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