Falling Water (2016) s01e08 Episode Script
The Well
1 Previously on "Falling Water" It was a gift from the ambassador.
I've seen the boy in the flyers at the Belgian consulate.
Aeskyton? This is where she went, isn't it? You don't want to go there.
Something happened to me there.
It was the start of everything that's happened since.
I know this is scary, but together we can find your son.
- They were betrayed.
- By who? Fat men who eat too much ice cream.
Your mother's catatonia's unchanged.
Wake up! - Who is he? - He's the Belgian ambassador to the UN.
He was my silent partner.
Our Belgian client has concerns.
He's always concerned.
Yeah, he's congenitally paranoid.
[soft music.]
[glitchy tones.]
[ominous music.]
[ominous music intensifies.]
[dark music.]
[soft music.]
Forge.
Noun: A furnace in which wrought iron is produced by heating and hammering.
[tapping.]
Press on, Seekers.
Continue to explore.
Forge.
Verb, transitive: To make or imitate falsely with the intent to defraud.
Guides, don't overmanage.
Be firm, yet gentle.
Give them your trust.
Let them feel their way.
Forge.
Verb, transitive: to form or bring into being by the expenditure of effort.
[soft industrial music.]
[distant sounds of traffic.]
I apologize for the disarray.
With the new ambassador coming in, we're all shifting offices.
If it isn't rude, what happened to the old ambassador? He passed away.
Have you seen this boy? Where did you get this? It's her son.
He's missing, and a friend of ours said he thought he may have seen him here.
How old is your son? He's seven.
This is going to sound strange.
We're good with strange.
I used to have a drawing of this same boy.
But it was 30 years old.
The ambassador got it for me.
I found out recently it was on the back of a record album.
Can I see the drawing? I don't have it.
We had it in a reception after the ambassador's funeral.
One of his business partners stole it off my wall.
A boring, paranoid man, but all to happy to help himself to my property.
You know, we'd really love to see this drawing.
You wouldn't have the business partner's contact information? He has an office in midtown.
If you see my drawing there, steal it.
[indistinct chatter.]
[soft music.]
[door opens, closes.]
[distant dog barking.]
Those'll kill ya.
[soft laugh.]
You know, I had enough of the games and the non-answers from you and Ann-Marie.
So now we're gonna make things official.
This is my shield.
I'm a policeman, and we're going to the precinct to have a chat.
Get up.
Let's go.
Hey! I only have a five-minute break.
Well, then, you better answer my questions really quickly.
When I saw you kill that guy [ominous music.]
I watched you pull a bag over his head.
It was a dream, and he deserved it.
Why? He was one of us.
And then he wasn't.
And because of it, Trey and the others are dead.
Are you telling me the Belgian ambassador wore green sneakers? I didn't know that it was gonna, like Like, stay with me like it has.
I thought I'd feel better.
It's death.
No one feels better.
[eerie music.]
[door creaks open.]
[footfall.]
You must be my next one-on-one session.
I believe you're right.
Well, then, shall we? I've never done this before.
I have these dreams.
They stay with me.
And is that why you're here? If I'm honest? Rather a waste if you're not.
[ominous tone.]
There's a woman.
I lost her somehow.
One moment she was in my arms, the next she vanished completely.
Like a bad dream.
[dark music.]
And where is she now? I don't know.
Did she come here? Yes.
Was that her in the picture you were looking at? Did you know her? I remember everyone.
Mind like a Venus flytrap.
But it's your journey I'm interested in.
Her journey is my journey.
Following in her footsteps? I was hoping to find my way back to her.
Well, you can't do that until you understand why she left.
How did you meet? We met in a bar.
It was a Tuesday.
We went back to her place and didn't leave for a week.
I was working in London, so we'd have these bursts of time, then gaps.
What did she do while she was here? Well, I could answer that, but I think we better get back to why you stopped seeing each other.
Did you have sessions like this with her? Yes, but the details of those sessions aren't for me to share.
How did you feel when she vanished? Like a boat on a dark ocean.
And what about before that, when you were on your break? Were you seeing other people? - No.
- Did she? No.
You sure? What do you mean? What if you were having a dream, and in that dream she was married to another man? I'd know it was a dream.
What if it was actually true? That she had a husband? She didn't.
I'd know.
Are you sure? What are you trying to say? You only saw each other in short bursts.
I'd know.
There.
That fear in your voice.
The fear that behind our masks, none of us are who we seem.
That's primal for you.
[wind whooshing.]
[ominous music.]
[knocking.]
[intense ominous music.]
[ominous music.]
[knocking.]
[knocking.]
Hey, I was gonna call you.
What do you think you're doing? Alice's boss saw you and called her parents.
Yeah, I had to ask her some questions.
She's my patient, and a minor.
You had to know I'd find out.
So which is it, did you not think or did you not care? I care.
There are connections.
My case, the people in Alice's cult.
They say they can heal my mother.
Your mother.
Your medically catatonic mother whose condition has gone unchanged for seven years.
They told me there was hope.
[solemn music.]
And that's why you were interested in Alice.
That's why you were interested in me.
No.
You were separate.
Don't touch me.
I never meant to to lie to you.
I don't give a damn what you meant.
I haven't let myself get this fooled in a long time.
You're not a fool.
I love you.
Go to hell.
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone" plays.]
Come on down from your mountain I'm on my belly For 20 years and counting You've been lording it over me Why do you think that man killed himself? Could be any one of a million reasons.
But mostly those reasons boil down to fear and despair.
At least they do in my personal experience.
Everybody here's been broken Everybody is alone Who was it? It was me.
I didn't do a very good job, obviously, but I know what it's like to feel lonely and out of your mind.
Actually, this is the least out of my mind I've felt in a very long time.
Which is why I'm probably out of my mind, but I feel so close.
Ever since we saw him at that window, it's like I'm gonna find him around the next corner.
Only when I get around the corner, he's hidden, somehow.
Hidden or hiding? The Belgian can't be the end.
He was business partners with the ambassador.
What was their business? [inhales sharply.]
If only there was some sort of pocket computer that we could use to answer these sorts of questions.
[keys clacking.]
Rare-earth metals.
Seems they recently sold a large chunk of their holdings to a Malaysian company.
Hm, I know the firm that brokered the deal.
I did a stock offering with them.
Look at this.
Everybody's waiting too long This is the shrine I found at that abandoned house.
Here, look.
"Rare-earth metals.
" [eerie tone.]
That's a pretty thin straw you're grasping.
Call your people at the firm.
See if they can meet us tomorrow.
I have to fly to Nagasaki tomorrow.
I wanna see it once before it's all gone I will cancel.
For you.
No.
No.
You have a hunch.
Let's follow it through.
I will get them to see us first thing, and you can stay here tonight, and then I will fly out right after.
Where would I sleep? You can sleep here.
[exhales.]
Here.
I own the apartment downstairs.
I haven't had a chance to punch through the ceiling, but you will sleep here, and I will stay down there.
[indistinct chatter.]
Cheers.
[soft laugh.]
[ominous music.]
Glass of wine? - No.
- Might help.
The only thing that will help is answers.
Oh, there are all kinds of answers.
But I suspect you want the sort wrapped up in tidy little boxes.
I just want the truth.
About your lover? You said she came here.
Mm.
She was lovely.
Although she did arrive thinking she was going to write an exposé about us all.
Where is she now? I don't know.
What did you do to her? Do you really want to follow in her footsteps? I'd walk through fire for her.
Well, then, I think you'd better come with me.
[dark music.]
[metal door opens, closes.]
[brooding tone.]
What's inside? A small, empty room.
And what happens when I go in there? You fill it.
Is that where she went? If you want to find her, you need to make a leap of faith.
[exhales.]
I don't trust you.
You probably shouldn't.
But we all have people we love and we do what we can for them.
[metal door creaks, closes.]
[door clanks.]
[lock clanks.]
[dramatic music.]
[dark music.]
[exhales.]
[water dripping.]
[breathing heavily.]
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone" playing.]
[phone beeping.]
[line trilling.]
Hi.
It's Sabine.
- Leave a message.
- [beep.]
Hey.
I've been calling and you've not been answering, so I figured I'd leave another message.
I just I wanna explain I screwed up.
And that's on me, but and I know I should've thought of you more.
I do.
All the time.
You're under my skin.
Everybody's waiting too long Just just call me.
You know, even if it's to hang up in my face.
I wanna see it once more before it's gone Oh see it once more before it's gone [soft music.]
[ominous whoosh.]
[muffled footsteps reverberate.]
[soft music.]
[slow-motion ominous tone.]
[muffled doorknob rattles.]
[muffled thudding reverberates.]
[indistinct shout reverberates.]
[muffled, indistinct shouts reverberating.]
[whirring.]
- [items clatter.]
- [table scrapes.]
[loud clanking.]
[muffled reverberations resume.]
[loud clanking.]
[muffled reverberations resume.]
[clattering.]
Aah! Aah! [clock ticking.]
[growling.]
[baby cries.]
[baby crying.]
[clock ticking.]
[baby cries.]
[eerie music.]
I'm here! I'm here! [solemn music.]
[water dripping.]
[ominous music.]
[tone dings.]
[solemn music.]
[echoing.]
Hold my hand? [tapping reverberates.]
Would you come with me, sir? What's going on? It's quite urgent.
There's a problem with the plane.
[dramatic music.]
Look up.
[airplane roaring distantly.]
I should be on that plane.
You belong here.
[airplane engine roaring.]
Keep your eyes on the plane.
[engine hisses.]
What's happening? It's crashing.
You can't just let this happen.
There are people on board.
We're helpless.
No! [roaring reverses.]
[water dripping.]
[solemn music.]
[motorized traffic.]
Are you finally ready? You've been moving me in circles.
You've been moving yourself.
We've been standing still with our arms open.
It's my own fault.
You hold out the carrot of all these answers, but it's bullshit.
My mother's the way she is.
If you really believe that, you wouldn't have called.
I called because you're under arrest.
[tense music.]
This won't get you what you want.
You can't give me what I want.
You never could.
- Bill, how are you? - Hey, bud.
I apologize for sticking you in here.
We're expanding our footprint and the place is chaos.
- No.
- Have we met? This is Tess.
She works with me.
Well, how can The Firm help you? Because you know we would love to help you.
Rare-earth metals.
Uh, you recently brokered a deal for several hundred million dollars worth of mineral rights? We did.
Well, my company is looking to vertically integrate, and can't make cell phones without rare-earth metals.
That's an interesting proposition.
I think that we'd be happy to build you some options contracts.
I'm not interested in paper.
I was hoping you could introduce me to your, uh, Malaysian buyer.
If you'll excuse me.
Bathroom.
Definitely think we could do that.
[ominous music.]
Miss? Miss, are you Tess? Yeah.
This is for you.
Thank you.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
I don't need an attorney.
- I still have to finish.
- I know my rights.
Then sign here.
You have no evidence to charge me with.
I have an explosion and 12 dead bodies.
And nothing to link me to either.
You convinced Alice to murder the Belgian ambassador.
The ambassador died in Montreal of a drug overdose.
I was there.
I saw her do it.
You were asleep in a car parked by the side of the road.
Alice at least has the decency to be haunted.
You don't give a damn.
I think the purity of my cause puts me on the right side of the ledger.
You know the problem with that? Even if you're right, you open the door so every asshole who comes along can claim the same exact thing.
You're talking about the law.
I'm talking about the human spirit.
[tense music.]
Your wound is so deep.
We can help you heal.
You have so much power, but no purpose.
You feel deeply, but have nothing to love.
That's not true.
Then why are you so alone? You turned the girl into a killer.
If that's not on the wrong side of the ledger, your ledger is not worth the paper it's written on.
You're free to go.
But don't get too comfortable.
Your mother will be disappointed.
Yeah, if you don't mind, I'll let my mother speak for herself.
[indistinct chatter.]
[breathing deeply.]
[ominous whispering.]
[door clanks.]
[door creaks.]
[dark music.]
[gentle eerie music.]
You don't belong here.
How do you know where I belong? This place is just dream.
A private stage where you act out the illusion of love with a woman you don't even know.
She's not an illusion.
Look around.
In all these piles, can you tell me the name of one book? Why are you doing this? Because the truth is cold like the universe.
I love her.
You love her.
You.
You.
You.
I love her.
Then what's her middle name? I don't know.
Has she ever broken a bone? - I don't know.
- Look at her vanity.
Can you name one brand of perfume? Lotion? Lipstick? I know who she is.
You don't have a clue who she is.
You cling to the idea of love when it's an invention, an irrational, narcissistic trick you've played on your own mind.
Stop.
[dark music.]
That's her as she is now.
It breathes, it eats, but it's barely human.
What did you do to her? She requested her fate.
Just like you.
What did you do? Do you really want me to show you? Please.
What did you do? [solemn music.]
[echoing.]
They're coming.
[intense music.]
[tires squeal.]
[tires screech.]
[steel batons unsheathe.]
[grunts.]
[painful noise blares.]
[agonized screams.]
[painful noise blares.]
[screaming.]
[grunting.]
[dramatic music.]
[gagging.]
[dark music.]
[shivering.]
[susurrant whoosh.]
[motorized traffic.]
[typewriter dings.]
"Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer.
" "Things fall apart; "the centre cannot hold; "Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed" Now do you see? It's all pointless, all your thrashing about.
The world is entropy.
There is no fate, no destiny.
She's not your soul mate.
There's no such thing.
You're two bodies that collided by accident in a bar.
Your happenstance.
[dark music.]
You're nothing.
There's no glory in suffering.
Let go of her and be free.
No.
[tone dings.]
[solemn music.]
Find The Boy, The Boy, and save us both.
[airplane engine roaring.]
[elevator bell dings.]
Shouldn't you be at home? You said your mother never talks to you.
What if she could? You need to get away from those people.
Talk to your doctor.
She's a good doctor.
What if you could hear her voice? Like I've heard it.
Ann-Marie put you up to this? No.
[lock clicks.]
Your mother did.
[solemn music.]
Enough.
Leave me alone.
I didn't have to come here.
I'm trying to make things better.
Don't you even want to know what she has to say? I always like a last meal just before I travel.
If you wanted to come with me, we could hop over to Malaysia, visit Mr.
Song? Thanks, but no.
Here.
It's something to distract you.
It's a prototype, the new five-gen.
It's narrower, faster, and look, on the back, I put an imperfection.
When you hold the phone, your finger goes right to that spot, makes it feel more personal.
There's an old friend of mine who works at The Firm.
He saw me with you this morning, and he passed me a note.
It says I shouldn't trust you.
[tense music.]
Who is he? Someone I grew up with.
Did he say why you shouldn't trust me? No.
Do you believe him? Would I have told you if I did? What does he want? He wants me to meet with him.
Well, I'll go with you.
And then together we can find out what he knows.
He'll say more if I go alone.
I want to be there.
Tess I care about you.
Profoundly.
I know.
Take the phone.
It has a tracking function.
If you call me just before you meet him, I can listen in.
Okay.
You promise? How's it feel? Not too perfect? It's beautiful.
You should sit.
I'll stand.
Whatever happens, I'll be fine.
She won't hurt me.
[dark music.]
Your mother's a very powerful dreamer.
As her manic depression grew, she retreated further and further into dreams, until I eventually stayed there.
I was losing my mind.
What are you doing? I was a wife and a mother, but never fully myself.
Stop it.
both: It was dreams or death.
And in my dreams, I was free of contradictions and confinements and obligations.
It wasn't even a choice.
I would have hurt myself.
I would have hurt you.
You would have spent your entire life taking care of me.
You wouldn't have had a life.
Stop.
I left you because I wanted to spare you.
I left you because I love you.
How are you doing this? She's not.
You are.
You are finally strong enough to make it happen.
And I have been waiting for you for so very long.
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone".]
Here you go.
Thanks.
Forge.
To refine or create something new.
Something stronger.
Like iron.
Or love.
I forge.
You forge.
They forge.
I've seen the boy in the flyers at the Belgian consulate.
Aeskyton? This is where she went, isn't it? You don't want to go there.
Something happened to me there.
It was the start of everything that's happened since.
I know this is scary, but together we can find your son.
- They were betrayed.
- By who? Fat men who eat too much ice cream.
Your mother's catatonia's unchanged.
Wake up! - Who is he? - He's the Belgian ambassador to the UN.
He was my silent partner.
Our Belgian client has concerns.
He's always concerned.
Yeah, he's congenitally paranoid.
[soft music.]
[glitchy tones.]
[ominous music.]
[ominous music intensifies.]
[dark music.]
[soft music.]
Forge.
Noun: A furnace in which wrought iron is produced by heating and hammering.
[tapping.]
Press on, Seekers.
Continue to explore.
Forge.
Verb, transitive: To make or imitate falsely with the intent to defraud.
Guides, don't overmanage.
Be firm, yet gentle.
Give them your trust.
Let them feel their way.
Forge.
Verb, transitive: to form or bring into being by the expenditure of effort.
[soft industrial music.]
[distant sounds of traffic.]
I apologize for the disarray.
With the new ambassador coming in, we're all shifting offices.
If it isn't rude, what happened to the old ambassador? He passed away.
Have you seen this boy? Where did you get this? It's her son.
He's missing, and a friend of ours said he thought he may have seen him here.
How old is your son? He's seven.
This is going to sound strange.
We're good with strange.
I used to have a drawing of this same boy.
But it was 30 years old.
The ambassador got it for me.
I found out recently it was on the back of a record album.
Can I see the drawing? I don't have it.
We had it in a reception after the ambassador's funeral.
One of his business partners stole it off my wall.
A boring, paranoid man, but all to happy to help himself to my property.
You know, we'd really love to see this drawing.
You wouldn't have the business partner's contact information? He has an office in midtown.
If you see my drawing there, steal it.
[indistinct chatter.]
[soft music.]
[door opens, closes.]
[distant dog barking.]
Those'll kill ya.
[soft laugh.]
You know, I had enough of the games and the non-answers from you and Ann-Marie.
So now we're gonna make things official.
This is my shield.
I'm a policeman, and we're going to the precinct to have a chat.
Get up.
Let's go.
Hey! I only have a five-minute break.
Well, then, you better answer my questions really quickly.
When I saw you kill that guy [ominous music.]
I watched you pull a bag over his head.
It was a dream, and he deserved it.
Why? He was one of us.
And then he wasn't.
And because of it, Trey and the others are dead.
Are you telling me the Belgian ambassador wore green sneakers? I didn't know that it was gonna, like Like, stay with me like it has.
I thought I'd feel better.
It's death.
No one feels better.
[eerie music.]
[door creaks open.]
[footfall.]
You must be my next one-on-one session.
I believe you're right.
Well, then, shall we? I've never done this before.
I have these dreams.
They stay with me.
And is that why you're here? If I'm honest? Rather a waste if you're not.
[ominous tone.]
There's a woman.
I lost her somehow.
One moment she was in my arms, the next she vanished completely.
Like a bad dream.
[dark music.]
And where is she now? I don't know.
Did she come here? Yes.
Was that her in the picture you were looking at? Did you know her? I remember everyone.
Mind like a Venus flytrap.
But it's your journey I'm interested in.
Her journey is my journey.
Following in her footsteps? I was hoping to find my way back to her.
Well, you can't do that until you understand why she left.
How did you meet? We met in a bar.
It was a Tuesday.
We went back to her place and didn't leave for a week.
I was working in London, so we'd have these bursts of time, then gaps.
What did she do while she was here? Well, I could answer that, but I think we better get back to why you stopped seeing each other.
Did you have sessions like this with her? Yes, but the details of those sessions aren't for me to share.
How did you feel when she vanished? Like a boat on a dark ocean.
And what about before that, when you were on your break? Were you seeing other people? - No.
- Did she? No.
You sure? What do you mean? What if you were having a dream, and in that dream she was married to another man? I'd know it was a dream.
What if it was actually true? That she had a husband? She didn't.
I'd know.
Are you sure? What are you trying to say? You only saw each other in short bursts.
I'd know.
There.
That fear in your voice.
The fear that behind our masks, none of us are who we seem.
That's primal for you.
[wind whooshing.]
[ominous music.]
[knocking.]
[intense ominous music.]
[ominous music.]
[knocking.]
[knocking.]
Hey, I was gonna call you.
What do you think you're doing? Alice's boss saw you and called her parents.
Yeah, I had to ask her some questions.
She's my patient, and a minor.
You had to know I'd find out.
So which is it, did you not think or did you not care? I care.
There are connections.
My case, the people in Alice's cult.
They say they can heal my mother.
Your mother.
Your medically catatonic mother whose condition has gone unchanged for seven years.
They told me there was hope.
[solemn music.]
And that's why you were interested in Alice.
That's why you were interested in me.
No.
You were separate.
Don't touch me.
I never meant to to lie to you.
I don't give a damn what you meant.
I haven't let myself get this fooled in a long time.
You're not a fool.
I love you.
Go to hell.
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone" plays.]
Come on down from your mountain I'm on my belly For 20 years and counting You've been lording it over me Why do you think that man killed himself? Could be any one of a million reasons.
But mostly those reasons boil down to fear and despair.
At least they do in my personal experience.
Everybody here's been broken Everybody is alone Who was it? It was me.
I didn't do a very good job, obviously, but I know what it's like to feel lonely and out of your mind.
Actually, this is the least out of my mind I've felt in a very long time.
Which is why I'm probably out of my mind, but I feel so close.
Ever since we saw him at that window, it's like I'm gonna find him around the next corner.
Only when I get around the corner, he's hidden, somehow.
Hidden or hiding? The Belgian can't be the end.
He was business partners with the ambassador.
What was their business? [inhales sharply.]
If only there was some sort of pocket computer that we could use to answer these sorts of questions.
[keys clacking.]
Rare-earth metals.
Seems they recently sold a large chunk of their holdings to a Malaysian company.
Hm, I know the firm that brokered the deal.
I did a stock offering with them.
Look at this.
Everybody's waiting too long This is the shrine I found at that abandoned house.
Here, look.
"Rare-earth metals.
" [eerie tone.]
That's a pretty thin straw you're grasping.
Call your people at the firm.
See if they can meet us tomorrow.
I have to fly to Nagasaki tomorrow.
I wanna see it once before it's all gone I will cancel.
For you.
No.
No.
You have a hunch.
Let's follow it through.
I will get them to see us first thing, and you can stay here tonight, and then I will fly out right after.
Where would I sleep? You can sleep here.
[exhales.]
Here.
I own the apartment downstairs.
I haven't had a chance to punch through the ceiling, but you will sleep here, and I will stay down there.
[indistinct chatter.]
Cheers.
[soft laugh.]
[ominous music.]
Glass of wine? - No.
- Might help.
The only thing that will help is answers.
Oh, there are all kinds of answers.
But I suspect you want the sort wrapped up in tidy little boxes.
I just want the truth.
About your lover? You said she came here.
Mm.
She was lovely.
Although she did arrive thinking she was going to write an exposé about us all.
Where is she now? I don't know.
What did you do to her? Do you really want to follow in her footsteps? I'd walk through fire for her.
Well, then, I think you'd better come with me.
[dark music.]
[metal door opens, closes.]
[brooding tone.]
What's inside? A small, empty room.
And what happens when I go in there? You fill it.
Is that where she went? If you want to find her, you need to make a leap of faith.
[exhales.]
I don't trust you.
You probably shouldn't.
But we all have people we love and we do what we can for them.
[metal door creaks, closes.]
[door clanks.]
[lock clanks.]
[dramatic music.]
[dark music.]
[exhales.]
[water dripping.]
[breathing heavily.]
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone" playing.]
[phone beeping.]
[line trilling.]
Hi.
It's Sabine.
- Leave a message.
- [beep.]
Hey.
I've been calling and you've not been answering, so I figured I'd leave another message.
I just I wanna explain I screwed up.
And that's on me, but and I know I should've thought of you more.
I do.
All the time.
You're under my skin.
Everybody's waiting too long Just just call me.
You know, even if it's to hang up in my face.
I wanna see it once more before it's gone Oh see it once more before it's gone [soft music.]
[ominous whoosh.]
[muffled footsteps reverberate.]
[soft music.]
[slow-motion ominous tone.]
[muffled doorknob rattles.]
[muffled thudding reverberates.]
[indistinct shout reverberates.]
[muffled, indistinct shouts reverberating.]
[whirring.]
- [items clatter.]
- [table scrapes.]
[loud clanking.]
[muffled reverberations resume.]
[loud clanking.]
[muffled reverberations resume.]
[clattering.]
Aah! Aah! [clock ticking.]
[growling.]
[baby cries.]
[baby crying.]
[clock ticking.]
[baby cries.]
[eerie music.]
I'm here! I'm here! [solemn music.]
[water dripping.]
[ominous music.]
[tone dings.]
[solemn music.]
[echoing.]
Hold my hand? [tapping reverberates.]
Would you come with me, sir? What's going on? It's quite urgent.
There's a problem with the plane.
[dramatic music.]
Look up.
[airplane roaring distantly.]
I should be on that plane.
You belong here.
[airplane engine roaring.]
Keep your eyes on the plane.
[engine hisses.]
What's happening? It's crashing.
You can't just let this happen.
There are people on board.
We're helpless.
No! [roaring reverses.]
[water dripping.]
[solemn music.]
[motorized traffic.]
Are you finally ready? You've been moving me in circles.
You've been moving yourself.
We've been standing still with our arms open.
It's my own fault.
You hold out the carrot of all these answers, but it's bullshit.
My mother's the way she is.
If you really believe that, you wouldn't have called.
I called because you're under arrest.
[tense music.]
This won't get you what you want.
You can't give me what I want.
You never could.
- Bill, how are you? - Hey, bud.
I apologize for sticking you in here.
We're expanding our footprint and the place is chaos.
- No.
- Have we met? This is Tess.
She works with me.
Well, how can The Firm help you? Because you know we would love to help you.
Rare-earth metals.
Uh, you recently brokered a deal for several hundred million dollars worth of mineral rights? We did.
Well, my company is looking to vertically integrate, and can't make cell phones without rare-earth metals.
That's an interesting proposition.
I think that we'd be happy to build you some options contracts.
I'm not interested in paper.
I was hoping you could introduce me to your, uh, Malaysian buyer.
If you'll excuse me.
Bathroom.
Definitely think we could do that.
[ominous music.]
Miss? Miss, are you Tess? Yeah.
This is for you.
Thank you.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
I don't need an attorney.
- I still have to finish.
- I know my rights.
Then sign here.
You have no evidence to charge me with.
I have an explosion and 12 dead bodies.
And nothing to link me to either.
You convinced Alice to murder the Belgian ambassador.
The ambassador died in Montreal of a drug overdose.
I was there.
I saw her do it.
You were asleep in a car parked by the side of the road.
Alice at least has the decency to be haunted.
You don't give a damn.
I think the purity of my cause puts me on the right side of the ledger.
You know the problem with that? Even if you're right, you open the door so every asshole who comes along can claim the same exact thing.
You're talking about the law.
I'm talking about the human spirit.
[tense music.]
Your wound is so deep.
We can help you heal.
You have so much power, but no purpose.
You feel deeply, but have nothing to love.
That's not true.
Then why are you so alone? You turned the girl into a killer.
If that's not on the wrong side of the ledger, your ledger is not worth the paper it's written on.
You're free to go.
But don't get too comfortable.
Your mother will be disappointed.
Yeah, if you don't mind, I'll let my mother speak for herself.
[indistinct chatter.]
[breathing deeply.]
[ominous whispering.]
[door clanks.]
[door creaks.]
[dark music.]
[gentle eerie music.]
You don't belong here.
How do you know where I belong? This place is just dream.
A private stage where you act out the illusion of love with a woman you don't even know.
She's not an illusion.
Look around.
In all these piles, can you tell me the name of one book? Why are you doing this? Because the truth is cold like the universe.
I love her.
You love her.
You.
You.
You.
I love her.
Then what's her middle name? I don't know.
Has she ever broken a bone? - I don't know.
- Look at her vanity.
Can you name one brand of perfume? Lotion? Lipstick? I know who she is.
You don't have a clue who she is.
You cling to the idea of love when it's an invention, an irrational, narcissistic trick you've played on your own mind.
Stop.
[dark music.]
That's her as she is now.
It breathes, it eats, but it's barely human.
What did you do to her? She requested her fate.
Just like you.
What did you do? Do you really want me to show you? Please.
What did you do? [solemn music.]
[echoing.]
They're coming.
[intense music.]
[tires squeal.]
[tires screech.]
[steel batons unsheathe.]
[grunts.]
[painful noise blares.]
[agonized screams.]
[painful noise blares.]
[screaming.]
[grunting.]
[dramatic music.]
[gagging.]
[dark music.]
[shivering.]
[susurrant whoosh.]
[motorized traffic.]
[typewriter dings.]
"Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer.
" "Things fall apart; "the centre cannot hold; "Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed" Now do you see? It's all pointless, all your thrashing about.
The world is entropy.
There is no fate, no destiny.
She's not your soul mate.
There's no such thing.
You're two bodies that collided by accident in a bar.
Your happenstance.
[dark music.]
You're nothing.
There's no glory in suffering.
Let go of her and be free.
No.
[tone dings.]
[solemn music.]
Find The Boy, The Boy, and save us both.
[airplane engine roaring.]
[elevator bell dings.]
Shouldn't you be at home? You said your mother never talks to you.
What if she could? You need to get away from those people.
Talk to your doctor.
She's a good doctor.
What if you could hear her voice? Like I've heard it.
Ann-Marie put you up to this? No.
[lock clicks.]
Your mother did.
[solemn music.]
Enough.
Leave me alone.
I didn't have to come here.
I'm trying to make things better.
Don't you even want to know what she has to say? I always like a last meal just before I travel.
If you wanted to come with me, we could hop over to Malaysia, visit Mr.
Song? Thanks, but no.
Here.
It's something to distract you.
It's a prototype, the new five-gen.
It's narrower, faster, and look, on the back, I put an imperfection.
When you hold the phone, your finger goes right to that spot, makes it feel more personal.
There's an old friend of mine who works at The Firm.
He saw me with you this morning, and he passed me a note.
It says I shouldn't trust you.
[tense music.]
Who is he? Someone I grew up with.
Did he say why you shouldn't trust me? No.
Do you believe him? Would I have told you if I did? What does he want? He wants me to meet with him.
Well, I'll go with you.
And then together we can find out what he knows.
He'll say more if I go alone.
I want to be there.
Tess I care about you.
Profoundly.
I know.
Take the phone.
It has a tracking function.
If you call me just before you meet him, I can listen in.
Okay.
You promise? How's it feel? Not too perfect? It's beautiful.
You should sit.
I'll stand.
Whatever happens, I'll be fine.
She won't hurt me.
[dark music.]
Your mother's a very powerful dreamer.
As her manic depression grew, she retreated further and further into dreams, until I eventually stayed there.
I was losing my mind.
What are you doing? I was a wife and a mother, but never fully myself.
Stop it.
both: It was dreams or death.
And in my dreams, I was free of contradictions and confinements and obligations.
It wasn't even a choice.
I would have hurt myself.
I would have hurt you.
You would have spent your entire life taking care of me.
You wouldn't have had a life.
Stop.
I left you because I wanted to spare you.
I left you because I love you.
How are you doing this? She's not.
You are.
You are finally strong enough to make it happen.
And I have been waiting for you for so very long.
[Robert Eacey's "All Gone".]
Here you go.
Thanks.
Forge.
To refine or create something new.
Something stronger.
Like iron.
Or love.
I forge.
You forge.
They forge.