Lisey's Story (2021) s01e07 Episode Script

Scott, you're amazing!
Came out just to see you!
The best day of my life!
It's exactly like the one in Relics.
I made it for you.
It's a magic wand.
Thanks.
I don't want an autograph. I just want
you to know you changed my life.
You did it. You!
Okay, thanks, we can go inside now.
Mr. Landon,
you really don't sound good at all.
No, I'm-- I'm fine. Really.
Okay.
You know the last time a writer had
a star on his dressing room door, it's
Yep. Living the dream.
The staff from the bookstore
who's sponsoring the event
would really love to come up
and say hello, if that's okay.
Yeah, that's fine. Just give me a few
minutes to get myself together, okay?
Absolutely.
Oh, boy.
Fuck.
Mr. Landon?
I hate to rush you,
but they're ready for you.
Mr. Landon, can you hear me?
Mr. Landon?
Are you okay?
Mr. Landon, can you hear me?
Are you okay?
Mr. Landon!
Mr. Landon!
Mr. Landon.
Mr. Landon, open the door.
Are you okay?
Mr. Landon?
-Mr. Landon!
-Hey.
The bathroom door locked behind me.
Could you get security to open it
and grab my phone?
Sure.
I'm ready.
Let's do it.
Tonight, we have with us
a writer who truly needs no introduction.
After many years and ten best-selling
books, he has become a literary icon.
Ladies and gentlemen,
please give a big welcome to Scott Landon.
Good to be here
and great to be alive or what?
The sign says
no swimming in the pool!
And what do we say to that, campers?
Dive right in!
Who put that sign up?
The fun police!
Before I read to you from my new book
I thought I'd talk a little about
how a novel comes into being.
Sorry.
Take your time, Scott.
What's happening?
Every
novel
is a-- a struggle
between the writer and the
A struggle between the writer
and the story.
And the writer, well, at least this one
always tries
to hold on to keep control.
The story
Fuck.
-Oh. Oh, God.
-You all right?
Take a break, man.
-Is that blood on his hand?
-What's going on?
Can somebody
call my w-wife--
Is there a doctor in the house?
Hey, babe. What time is it?
This isn't your husband, Mrs. Landon.
It's Dr. Jantzen
at Hudson Hill Memorial Hospital.
Your husband was admitted tonight.
What? What-- What happened?
He was at The Colonnade Theater, scheduled
to give a reading and he collapsed.
Wait a minute.
Wait. Is-- Is-- Is he all right?
Mrs. Landon, I think you should get here
as soon as you possibly can.
Thank you.
-Mrs. Landon, I'm so sorry about--
-Where is he?
I believe a Dr. Jantzen
is waiting for you inside.
He was coughing in the car
and it was not light.
And then I came to see him
in his dressing room--
-Okay, thank you.
-Mrs. Landon.
-Yeah.
-Come with me, please.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Dr. Morris, dial 112, please. Dr. Morris.
-Dr. Jantzen.
-Hello, Mrs. Landon.
You got here much faster
than I expected. That's good.
-Where is he?
-One floor up.
None of us here
have ever seen old wounds reopen.
His lungs, the water
The root cause is almost certainly viral,
but as of now we have no idea
what virus that might be,
but only that it's taken hold
with incredible speed.
He requested to be
taken off the ventilator.
What? Why?
He wants to talk to you.
How bad is it?
He's running a fever of 106 degrees,
and he's in organ failure.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Landon.
He's holding on for you.
Hey.
Hey.
-Lisey?
-Yeah.
I'm so hot.
It's so hot.
Is there ice?
Can we have some ice?
Can we have some ice, please?
Yes, of course.
Okay. All right, let's go.
Let's go to the pool.
Just crawl there if you have to.
Long boy.
What about the long boy?
Blocking the path.
Higher than the trees.
No way around.
No, no, no. No. What happened?
What-- What happened?
Something from
a long time ago.
From when I was a kid.
Something from Paul.
From-- From Paul?
Oh, Daddy!
Daddy, help!
Paul's got the bad!
Daddy! Daddy, help!
Paul's got the bad! Daddy!
You're infected.
He cut me.
Ever since
all these years
something has been
This is from Paul?
I went to Booya Moon
from the airport lounge.
I went again.
It's still blocked.
No way to the pool.
No, try. Try.
Try. Try again. Try again.
You and me, Lisey.
You and me.
Oh, my God.
How I loved you.
I love you. I love you. Stop.
Don't talk. Just
-Stop talking. Save your breath--
-I was lost in the dark.
I was
lost in the dark.
And you found me.
You held me.
No. No, no, no.
No. No.
Oh, baby.
No.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.
-Baby.
Don't go.
Babyluv.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, don't go, don't go.
Don't go.
Don't go.
No, don't go.
I don't know how
to be this way, hon.
I don't know how to think it.
You would know. You
You would know.
You said saying is knowing.
So-- So what do I--
what do I say? Do I say
Do I say you kicked the bucket?
Do I say
you popped off?
Are you eating a dirt sandwich?
Are you riding the mystery train?
Did you bite the big one?
Pop your clogs?
Peg out?
No.
Bought the farm?
I don't know. What do I say?
What is it? I don't know.
I don't know how to think it.
No light.
No spark.
No light.
No spark.
No light. No spark.
No light.
No spark.
Base, this is Two
out on Sugartop Road.
Thought you were 10-10.
Thought I'd take another run
past the Landon place.
I just have a funny feeling.
Then I'll be 10-10.
Copy that. Out.
Lisey.
Lisey.
Lisey.
Lisey.
Hey.
What is that?
Oh, it's a hockey stick.
A signed hockey stick.
It was in her hubby's sports cupboard.
Can't make out the name, though.
I think hockey players must be illiterate.
It's Patrice Bergeron, and if anything
happens to it, Matt's gonna kill you.
So, what's the plan?
I'm gonna tackle him,
and then once he's down,
you can pile on
and then I'm gonna take him to Booya--
You're gonna take him
to that place that you went.
Booya Moon?
Jesus.
Good. I hope the asshole gets soaked.
Amanda, do you know why
you were a double?
And the afghan too?
It was in both places at once.
I'm sorry, the what?
The afghan that Good Ma gave us
as a wedding present. Scott loved it.
You married a very strange man.
Scott was a double too. He was--
He was a double about eight years ago.
He never said anything about doubles,
at least to me.
He knew how to get there, Lisey,
but beyond that,
I don't think he knew very much.
No, but he knew about the pool,
because he used to talk about it
all the time when he gave lectures.
The pool where we all went down to drink.
I thought it was a metaphor.
Now you know better.
What do you remember?
I remember it was beautiful
and terrible.
And I never want to go back there again.
Good, then you're gonna stay here with us.
Okay, I'll try, I'll try.
What about the people on the benches?
The ones that are wrapped up.
Who are they?
I don't know. I don't want to
talk about the shrouded ones.
-But what do you think they are?
-I don't want to talk about that.
Okay. Okay, I'm sorry.
Don't get your panties in a bunch--
Don't get your panties in a bunch if you
don't-- talk about things that I don't--
Stop. Okay, both of you, stop it.
Just-- Just go. Go hide.
Go into the bathroom and shut the door.
He needs to think
that I'm alone when he comes.
I do-- I do remember one thing.
Not from Booya Moon. From--
From here. Something Scott said.
Just after the
Last time that I-- that I cut myself,
you know, when I went dark,
before he died.
Something about a story.
It was Lisey's story, he said.
He never dedicated
a book to you, did he?
No. I asked him not to.
Why?
Because everything changed
once he became famous.
You know, the world came in.
You have to have a private part
to a marriage, a secret part.
And if we hadn't have had that
we never would have survived
all this rich and famous shit.
What was the story about?
I don't think he said.
If he did, I don't remember. I'm sorry.
Do you really have a plan
for dealing with Dooley?
I do.
But we need a code word,
in case I need you.
Oh, a safe word. Yeah, like S&M.
What? Were you and Charlie into S&M?
Oh, God, no. His idea of bedroom
excitement was leaving his socks on.
What word, Lisey?
"Greenlawn."
So, you're gonna hear me talking to him--
Wait, wait, wait.
Why are you talking to him?
Because I need to talk to him.
I need to be close to him.
I have to be close to him.
Don't come out unless you hear
"Greenlawn." And then you can tackle him.
-That's plan B?
-Yeah. That's plan B.
Okay, plan B sucks.
And plan A makes absolutely no sense.
Really doesn't sound like
it was thoroughly thought out, Lisey.
Sometimes you have to let
the story tell itself.
-Oh, I am begging you.
-No, no.
-I am begging you to stop this bullshit.
-Come on, no.
Sometimes you have to let
the story tell itself.
You invited a maniac,
a fucking lunatic into your house!
-Stop yelling. She knows what she--
-Just go hide.
-She has no plan!
-Get into the bathroom. Shut the door.
What am I supposed to do?
Fuck.
Get into the bathroom.
I have to pee.
No.
Lisey?
What?
I have to pee.
Well, you're in the right place for it.
-Darla won't let me.
-Shut it.
You're a grown woman, you can hold it.
Be quiet. Both of you, be quiet.
Mr. Dooley.
I know you're here.
I'm right here, Missus.
You can't see me, but I can see you.
You're lying.
Well, if I'm lying, I'm dying, miss.
What's that in your hand? Is that a gun?
Why would I have a gun?
We're here to make an exchange, right?
Well, I got other business
with you tonight.
You're here to kill me, aren't you?
You know, that thing
you're hiding behind, that lighthouse,
that was your husband's.
That was Scott Landon's biggest prize.
750,000 books sold for his greatest novel
ever written, Coaster's Daughter.
I'm curious about something, Jim.
I mean, I-- I hope you don't mind
if I call you Jim.
I feel like we're friends now.
I'll take that as a yes.
There was something that Scott
talked about when he talked about writing.
He said he learned it from Dickens.
Well, I didn't come here
to talk about writing, Missus.
What?
What kind of a camper are you?
You don't want to talk about
your favorite writer.
"Beam me up, Scotty."
-"Duty of love."
-I'm a prophet.
"The duty of love,"
that's your favorite.
I'm the greatest camper there ever was,
and I came here to make sure
that Scott Landon's works
are shared with the entire world.
Scott said that every character in a novel
had to be used twice.
But there's one character in our story
that's been used only once.
And that's-- that's Cole.
The man who shot my husband
at that university in Tennessee.
Hey, but you're from Tennessee. Right?
-A Jim Dandy from the volunteer state?
-Shut up.
You knew Cole.
The man who shot my husband. Right?
You know him from the mental hospital,
from the asylum.
-Shut up!
-Yeah.
Scott and I used to talk about
guys like you. All the time.
We called you "deep space cowboys."
Most of you are harmless. Right?
But you and Cole aren't.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Just a couple of deep space cowboys
sitting around the mental hospital
talking about
who Scott Landon belonged to.
-And you're not a hero.
-Shut up!
-You're not a hero.
-Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
You're just a crazy fan!
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
You like my lighthouse?
That's not your lighthouse!
That is everyone's lighthouse!
That is Scott Landon's prize!
You're my prize.
Greenlawn! Greenlawn! Greenlawn!
Hey!
You fucker, you motherfucker!
Fucking die!
Don't you mess with her, motherfucker!
Hey! Come over here! Get me!
Lisey!
Oh, fuck!
Die, die, die!
Fuck off!
You fucking asshole!
Get him off me! Get him off!
Kill him.
Respect!
No wife!
Respect!
What are you trying to do to me, Missus?
Always have to worry about motivation.
Beware of coincidence.
Explain situations.
Which is bullshit!
Because life doesn't work that way!
Who are you with?
Never did.
Reality is a fucking dog.
Who are you with?
That somehow travels 1,500 miles
and ends up at home, three years later.
You are just the wife!
You are not an artist!
Reality is Ralph.
You are not a poet!
Reality is Ralph.
You were just sleeping with him!
Where'd you go?
You're disgusting!
-I know you're here.
-Don't be selfish!
-Why won't you share?
-I know.
Share with the world!
Come here.
Come here.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Tell you one thing, Missus.
You are not going home.
You were the greatest mistake
he ever made!
Come on!
Come on!
You're an ignorant bitch!
Are you afraid?
Fuck you! I am the lighthouse.
-Come on, come on.
-I am a prophet.
Come on! Come here! Come here!
Help me.
There you are.