I hate surprises.
-Yeah? -Yes.
You didn't mind when I surprised you with my promotion.
WeII, that wasn't a surprise, that was earned by my genius husband.
Good answer by my genius wife.
See, I thought you onIy Iiked me for my body.
I do Iike you for your body.
What are we doing?
Surprise.
I don't understand. What is it?
-It's a house. -Yes.
Yes, I can see that. Thank you.
-AIso known as a home, sanctuary, dweIIing. -Yeah?
Or, if you Iike, you couId just caII it ours.
Ours?
Where wouId we get the money?
I mean, how do we get into something Iike this?
Oh, I don't know.
Maybe with a key.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, are you kidding?
It's a cIassic.
1920s, wood-frame.
Three bedroom, one-and-a-haIf bath.
And the oId owners even Ieft us a brand-new swing set out back.
Oh, weII, I think I'm a IittIe big for swing sets.
We have to fiII up those spare rooms sometime soon, right?
Thank you.
-I Iove you. -I Iove you, too.
Let's go home.
Mommy?
When's Daddy coming home?
-What, baby? -When's Daddy coming home?
Today, baby. It was just an overnight trip.
Why couIdn't he take us?
Because it was work and we couIdn't go.
But how about a, ''Good morning, Mommy.
-''Nice to see you.'' -Good morning, Mommy.
-Mom, you gotta get dressed. -Sweetie, we got pIenty of time.
-We're gonna be Iate for schooI. -Oh, no.
We're not gonna be Iate for schooI.
Better get going or we'II be Iate for schooI.
Bridgette, are you okay with your speIIing words?
Yes, Mom.
Hey, hey, hey, don't forget your Iunches.
You got it? Here. Got it? Give me a kiss. Bye. Bye.
-Come on, Megan. -I am!
This isn't dirty.
Hey, girl, what's going on?
I can't believe it's Thursday already.
TeII me about it. I have no idea where this week went.
God, I wish you were here.
I am having the hardest time trying to pick out my dress for tonight.
What about you guys? You have any big pIans for the weekend?
What, besides jetting off to AcapuIco? No.
Yeah, right. Okay, I gotta go.
I gotta figure out what I'm doing with my Iife right now.
Oh, yeah? What's his name?
His name? WeII, the name is reaIIy bad. It's Harry.
But, you never know, he could be the one.
Bye.
You have one new message.
First new message.
Linda, listen, I need to tell you something.
I meant what I said in front of the girls the other night, and...
I just...
I just want you to know that
and to please remember it.
Damn it. Someone's calling. Hold on.
Is that you?
End of messages.
If you leave a message, I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
Hey, it's me. I got your message.
I don't know when you Ieft it, but just caII me when you get mine.
Okay? Bye.
Mrs. Hanson?
Yes?
Linda Hanson?
-I'm Sheriff ReiIIy. -Yes?
I'm sorry to teII you this.
-Your husband, Jim... -Yeah?
...was in a car accident.
He died on the scene.
-When? -Yesterday.
No. No, it's impossibIe because I just...
I just heard his voice on the answering machine, so...
WeII, I'm sorry, ma'am.
We couIdn't get to you any sooner.
The other driver was in a truck. A semi.
They're certain it was instantaneous.
It jackknifed. 220.
He was on the highway, around miIe marker 220.
The truck driver was kiIIed as weII.
I'm very sorry about your husband.
Ma'am, is there anything that I can do?
Ma'am? Mrs. Hanson? Ma'am?
Ma'am, is there anything that I can do?
Can I caII someone for you?
Let me Ieave you my card. Okay?
If you have any questions, you just caII me.
What's wrong, Mommy?
Mommy?
What's wrong?
It's about Daddy.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
He's had a very bad accident.
What kind of accident?
When is he coming home?
Is he okay?
No, baby, he's not.
Come here.
Wow, I'm impressed.
You guys got this far aII by yourseIf?
Yeah.
That's reaIIy amazing.
Hey, it's Annie.
Leave a message at the beep, and I promise I'll get right back to you.
Hey, Annie. It's me.
CouId you pIease caII me as soon as you get this message?
Thank you.
Wow, you girIs are doing so great.
Daddy's better at puzzIes.
He was going to heIp us.
-Hi, honey. -Hey.
I think I finaIIy got them to sIeep.
Oh, I shouId say good night.
No, don't do that. They just feII asIeep. Leave it.
Okay.
I was thinking about everything we need to get done.
Tomorrow we shouId probabIy start Iooking into funeraI arrangements.
And then, you know, just see where you are in terms of insurance.
I'm not ready for that, Mom.
Nobody's ready for any of this, dear.
But you'II be surprised at how strong you're gonna be.
-You know when I Iost your dad... -I can't stop thinking
about our serving pIatter.
-What serving pIatter? -You know, the big one on the top sheIf,
the one that his foIks gave us.
I can't reach that.
Jim... Jim does that for me.
WeII, nobody expects you to get everything done in the first few days, dear.
I... I'm pretty tired.
-I'm gonna go Iie down in the den. -Okay.
I'II get some sheets out of the cIoset.
I'II be right up here if you need me, dear.
Mom?
Jim?
What's wrong?
I don't... I don't know.
I just had... I just had the...
I just had the strangest...
What? What is it?
Okay. I guess it's nothing. It's nothing, it's nothing.
Mom, we're Iate. Three times and we get detention.
And how is that a good way to start the day?
How about, ''Good morning, Mommy.''
-Good morning. -''Good to see you, Mommy.''
Good morning.
AII right. I gotta get going. Monday morning meeting.
I got hugs for everybody. AII right, I gotta get going.
I gotta train this new assistant manager.
I packed their Iunches. Ready to go.
Are you okay to take them to schooI?
Okay.
-You girIs have fun at schooI now. -Bye-bye, Daddy.
See you, honey.
-You okay with your speIIing words, Bridge? -Yes.
Hey, you guys, don't forget your Iunch.
-Come on, Megan, get out of the car. -I'm coming.
You have no messages.
Oh!
Oh, shit.
-That was quite a stop there. -Yeah, I just... I was totaIIy...
Yeah, I just, I got comp...
I just, I was totaIIy just distracted.
Let's just take it a IittIe easy out there, huh?
Sure.
We don't want anyone getting hurt now, do we?
I'm trying to figure out, shouId I caII him?
I mean, I reaIIy feeI Iike I wanna caII him, but then it's kind of Iike
I think that's breaking the ruIes. I think it's better if I just wait.
What?
-Did we taIk yesterday? -Yeah. We taIk every day.
No, I mean, did I Ieave you a message?
I don't think so. Why?
Wait a minute, hang on. I'm the one with the crisis, okay? Are you...
-Are you sure you're aII right? -Yeah.
Everything's cooI with you and Jim?
Yeah. Everything's exactIy the same.
Oh, God.
So, how was everybody's day?
It was okay.
-Kind of boring. -Thank you.
Yeah, kind of boring.
-Boring, huh? -Yeah.
Jim?
Jim.
What the...
Lithium?
I...
Thanks for coming.
Here's your coffee.
-You never know. -Here she is.
Hi, honey.
-Did you get some rest? -What's going on?
Hey, how you feeIing?
Why don't you go upstairs and Iet's get some cIothes on.
You wanna go upstairs and get dressed?
-Where are the girIs? -The girIs are fine, dear.
The girIs are fine, honey. Don't worry about the girIs.
This isn't right.
-What isn't, sweetie? -No, everything's fine.
Do you need to go upstairs and get more sIeep? Or...
No, no, no, I don't need any more sIeep, and I don't need to wake up, either.
Everything's gonna be fine.
-No, Mother, everything is not fine! -Okay.
-Something is reaIIy, reaIIy wrong. -Okay.
I'm...
He's not dead.
Hi, baby.
Hey.
Hi.
Sorry I wasn't awake when you guys got up.
Grandma said we had to Iet you sIeep.
No, baby. You can aIways wake me up.
What's your sister doing?
-Swinging. -Yeah?
-I think she's sad. -Yeah.
We're aII a IittIe sad right now.
Hi, baby.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, baby.
Baby, what happened to your face?
Baby, taIk to me.
How did you get these cuts? Who did this to you, baby?
-Did what? -The cuts! The cuts on your face.
There's no cuts, Mommy.
What are you taIking about?
She's perfect, Iike a beautifuI princess.
Oh, God, come here. Come here. Just hoId onto me.
It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. Come here.
It's gonna be aII right. Everything's gonna be aII right.
-Mommy? -Yeah?
What was it Iike when Daddy died?
I don't know, baby. I wasn't there.
So how did you know he died then?
Are you aII right?
What if this is a mistake?
What do you mean, ''a mistake''?
PeopIe just don't die one day and are okay the next day, that's aII.
It's not a mistake. Jim's...
-Okay, Mom, did you see inside the casket? -No, I didn't see, dear, but it doesn't...
Okay, weII something is seriousIy fucked up with this situation.
Linda? We need to go in the church now. Come on, dear.
No, you need to take the kids inside.
-WeII, why don't you come inside with us? -Just take the kids inside.
Go ahead, go ahead with the kids. Linda.
Linda?
Here she is.
HeIIo, Mrs. Hanson.
I just want you to know that everything's on scheduIe.
I need for you to open up the casket.
No, no, I don't think that wouId be a very good idea.
Open up the casket, God damn it.
Open it up! Open it up!
-Open it! Open it! Open it! -Mrs. Hanson!
-What? -I beg you to Iet this go.
-Don't do this to me. -Mrs. Hanson, I have to warn you.
-There was a probIem with the body. -What kind of probIem?
They didn't want to teII you the way he died. The didn't want to teII you.
-What about the way that he died? -There was a deep cut, a severing.
-What kind of severing? -WeII, it...
-Oh, my God. -No! No!
Get out of the way! Stop it! Let go of me!
Let go! Let go of me!
No!
Jim Ieft this worId a beIoved person.
His friends spoke about his kindness,
his Iaugh,
his graciousness,
his heIpfuIness and consideration to everyone around him.
But his greatest devotion was to his famiIy.
His ''girIs'' as he Iiked to refer to them.
His IoveIy wife, Linda.
His precious daughters, Megan and Bridgette.
Mom?
What?
-Who is that? -And what better tribute is there to any man.
-Who? -Her, that woman.
Than the refIection of his own Iove in the hearts
-of the Ioved ones he Ieft behind. -I don't know, dear.
-And so, dear friends... -Linda?
-It's okay. It's okay. -...Iet us pray.
Our Father, who art in heaven, haIIowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy wiII be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Wait. No, pIease, wait. Wait.
-I'm sorry. -Stop.
-How do you know my husband? -I just thought that after we taIked and...
-We taIked? -WeII, yeah, yesterday when...
Yesterday, I...
-You don't remember? -No.
I've never met you before in my Iife!
-I'm just gonna go, okay? -PIease, taIk to me.
You have aII my sympathies, and your girIs, too.
Who are you? PIease. Don't just...
''Lithium carbonate. Take two tabIets. No refiIIs remaining.
''Dr. Norman Roth. Do not take with aIcohoI.
''Drowsiness and...''
''Dr. Norman Roth.''
Dr. Norman Roth.
Mommy?
Hey, why don't you guys go downstairs and visit with Grandma and Aunt Annie?
No.
I'm sure it'd be fun.
What are you Iooking for, Mommy?
Mommy needs someone to taIk to, baby.
Why don't you taIk to us?
Baby, I Iove taIking to you, but this is grown-up taIk,
and Mommy needs some heIp, okay?
Come on, baby, pIease go downstairs.
Thank you, baby. Thank you for being so good.
AII right. Physicians.
Dr. Roth.
You've reached the offices of Dr. Norman Roth.
We are currently closed.
Our office hours are Monday through Friday, 9.;00 a.m. to 5.;30 p.m.
If this is an emergency, please hang up and dial 91 1.
Do you guys want some tea or coffee or anything?
Can I get you something?
Maybe we ought to think about getting the girIs to sIeep, huh?
-Oh, yeah. -Been a Iong coupIe of days.
Yes, it has.
AII right, girIs. Come on with Auntie Annie.
We're gonna go upstairs and we'II get your jammies on, okay?
Then I'II read you a story?
Yeah?
Make sure you brush your teeth.
Come in.
Good evening, Mrs. King.
Hi there, Annie.
HeIIo, Linda.
HeIIo.
I'm Dr. Roth, remember?
No, I don't. I...
Annie.
-Okay, girIs, Iet's go upstairs. -Mom? What's going on?
Let's say good night to Mom. And get our jammies on.
-Honey, pIease don't be angry. -No!
-PIease. PIease don't be angry with us. -Mommy!
Wait a second. Annie. Annie, what are you doing? Annie!
Linda, your famiIy is worried about you.
Your famiIy cares about you, about your situation, about the girIs.
What are you doing? Mom, what are you doing? Annie. Annie.
-Honey, what eIse couId we do? -What?
Just teII us what happened to Bridgette's face.
Mom, I don't know what happened to Bridgette's face.
Don't you see? That's what I mean.
Mom, I wouId never do anything to harm my chiId!
-For the girIs' sake. -Get away from me!
Baby, it's okay. God damn it! I didn't do this. I didn't do this!
-Linda, stop it! -Get off of me!
No, you can't do this to me! What are you doing?
-Baby, it's okay, baby! -Mommy's aII right!
No, no, baby! No, no! It's okay, baby! It's okay!
God, Iook at what you're doing!
Stop it!
No, it's okay, baby! Mommy's sorry! Mommy's very sorry!
Stop! Stop it!
Mom! Mom! Stop it!
I'm sorry.
Sir! Sir! Sir!
ObviousIy, she's never been committed before.
The husband was in a fataI car crash on Wednesday.
I toId her about it on Thursday.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hoId on.
Wednesday?
That's strange.
She showed up in my office on Tuesday
cIaiming he was aIready dead or was gonna be.
She said he was gonna die before the accident?
Yeah.
Are you sure it was an accident?
HeIIo, Linda.
PIease don't do this. I just wanna go home to my girIs.
PIease don't do this.
PIease, just Iet me go home to my girIs.
-PIease don't do this. -We'II have time to taIk about that tomorrow.
PIease, don't do this. PIease, pIease don't do this. PIease.
PIease don't. Don't do this.
Everything is gonna be just fine.
Jim?
What?
-You're okay? -Come on, Linda,
you're gonna get yourseIf soaked.
Just give me a minute. Just one more minute.
I can hear your heart beating and it feeIs so good.
HoId on. Hey, hey, hey. HoId on.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Come on.
-You promise? -I promise. I promise.
What is it, honey? TeII me what's going on.
I don't even know how to expIain it.
-I gotta get going. I gotta get to work. -Just give me a minute.
Just one more minute.
I gotta... No, I gotta go. I'm running Iate for work. I gotta go.
GirIs?
-Morning, Mommy. -Good morning.
-Good morning, Mommy. -Hi.
Hey.
Hi.
Oh.
Oh, you're so beautifuI. Do you know that?
You are. You're so beautifuI. You're both beautifuI.
Oh.
AII right, babies, Iisten to me.
I need for you to be very, very carefuI today, okay?
No pIaying at recess. I don't want you running around, okay?
-Ma'am, you're hoIding up the Iine. -Sit quietIy, promise me.
-Ma'am. -Okay? Just give me a second!
-Just promise me. Promise? -I promise.
Okay, baby. You gotta promise me, too, okay, honey?
-AII right. -Good girI. Okay. Here you go.
You guys be good.
Ma'am, come on. PIease.
You've got Mrs. Lynne at 3;00 and then you're free untiI 5;00.
Yeah, that's right. I...
-Keep that open for me. -Okay.
-Who's this? -Mrs. Stevenson.
Mrs. Steven...
-Can I heIp you? -I'm Linda Hanson.
HeIIo, Linda. I'm Dr. Roth.
Do you know me?
ShouId I?
I wake up and he's dead. I wake up and he's aIive.
Different things around me aII the time that I can't expIain.
Things that I've done.
PeopIe taIking to me. PeopIe who know me but I have never met.
-PeopIe Iike me. -Yes.
-Seems a IittIe compIicated. -TeII me about it.
What about the Iithium bottIe?
I don't know. It's... It's...
I don't know. I mispIaced it somewhere. I don't know.
Look, I can't expIain it, but I thought if somebody was trying to...
Trying to drug you?
-Why and who? -I don't know. You teII me.
-I didn't prescribe it. -But your name was on the bottIe.
-Why do you think I came here? -To get some heIp.
ObviousIy, you're deaIing with some inconsistencies.
WeII, yeah. I wake up every morning to find my husband has died again.
I think that goes just a IittIe beyond inconsistent.
How do you feeI
during the times he's dead?
What?
I mean, what kind of emotions run through you?
-Is it sorrow? Resentment? ReIief? -What are you saying?
WeII, it's a pretty common daydream to imagine peopIe being dead.
I'm not daydreaming, okay? I wake up and he is dead.
Except for today.
Do you have any history of mentaI iIIness in your famiIy?
No.
What about yourseIf? Any episodes of psychosis?
Memory Ioss?
Judgment Iapses?
I don't want him dead. It was a car accident.
WeII, there's no crime imagining something.
I'm not imagining it. He's dead.
WeII, it is a IittIe odd
-that the prescription was for Iithium. -Why?
Because that's probabIy the best thing for you right now.
It'II heIp you cope.
Do you think you can make it in to see me here tomorrow?
Hey, Iook who's here!
-Hey, Bob. Is Jim here? -Yeah.
How come you don't come by and see us anymore?
-Honey? -I need to taIk to you.
What is it?
What's going on?
I know I've been acting strange, but there's something wrong.
There's something very wrong.
-What is it, the girIs? -No, no, no. They're fine, at Ieast for now.
Can we just go somewhere? Just us? Let's just take the girIs. Let's go, just go.
Linda, I can't go anywhere. I have to work.
-PIease! I reaIIy need you. Can you just... -Linda, I need to go to the saIes meeting.
Excuse me. Jim, we're waiting for you.
I'm sorry.
Who are you?
I'm CIaire Francis. You must be Jim's wife.
Yeah. Linda.
I've seen your pictures. It's nice to meet you.
CIaire's our new assistant manager.
Your husband's been reaIIy heIpfuI the Iast few weeks.
Guys! We're starting.
Excuse me.
We can taIk about this Iater.
Who kiIIed Cock Robin?
''I,'' said the sparrow, ''with my IittIe bow and arrow.''
Who saw him die?
Oh, Christ! GirIs!
-Hurry! The Iaundry's outside. Grab it! -Hurry!
Start taking stuff down. I'II meet you guys outside, okay?
Bridgette, no! Bridgette! Bridgette, no!
Baby! Okay, I'm right here. I'm right here.
Megan, go get me some toweIs. PIease.
-Mommy! -I got you. I got you.
Here, baby. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay, baby.
She's stiII bIeeding, Mommy.
-Somebody! Somebody, pIease! -We need a gurney right away, pIease!
I'm Dr. Norman. Can you teII me what happened?
She went through the gIass door.
-Any aIIergies that we know about? -She's aIIergic to codeine.
-Codeine. -Codeine? Okay.
Put her in 1 4, pIease. Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to wait out here.
-Can I go with her? -No, ma'am. We'II take care of her.
-Everything's gonna be fine. -It's gonna be okay, baby!
-Is she okay? -Yeah, they just took her in.
-They just took her in. -You aII right?
-What happened? -She just... She was running.
I had to get the Iaundry and she was... She just went through the gIass window.
-Honey. -It's okay.
It's okay.
What are you doing, Mommy?
We are gonna forget about mirrors for a whiIe.
TiII you feeI a IittIe better.
Is Bridgette gonna have ugIy scars forever?
-I don't want any taIk about scars. -AII right.
Because as far as I'm concerned, there are no scars.
And I don't care what anyone teIIs you, okay?
You understand?
Because you're beautifuI.
Like a princess?
Yeah. Like a princess.
My two princesses.
I thought you were gonna put up stickers.
I did.
I don't know. Maybe...
Maybe I thought I did.
Christ, Linda.
What? What are you bIaming me for this, now?
I've asked your mother to come and stay whiIe I'm gone.
What? Why?
-Just to heIp, you know. -I don't need any heIp.
-HeIp take care of the kids. -I don't need any heIp.
Look, you can take a break.
You know, get some time to yourseIf.
For what? Time to myseIf for what? What? So I stop acting Iike a crazy person?
What are you taIking about? I never...
You are not separating me from my kids. I'm a good mom.
God!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Sunday. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday.
Thursday. Friday. Saturday.
Okay, Thursday, find out Jim died.
Find out Jim died.
Monday, Jim aIive again.
Again.
FuneraI's on... The funeraI happened when?
Saturday.
FuneraI and what eIse? What eIse?
What else? We have...
Lithium is on Saturday.
Tuesday. Tuesday.
We have on Tuesday... We have...
Except for today.
Meet Dr. Roth on Tuesday,
and I am... Oh!
Committed Saturday
by Dr. Roth.
Bridgette's cuts happen on...
Bridgette! Bridgette!
Mommy.
Tuesday.
Friday and Sunday are stiII open and Wednesday.
You have one new message.
-When? -Yesterday.
Oh, God.
Jim dies
Wednesday.
What you doing?
-Jim, don't go on this trip, pIease. -I have to.
We waited a year for this interview.
Besides, it couId be good for us, you know?
Take a break from each other.
WeII, it might be a bigger break than you bargained for.
What if something happens to you?
Something couId happen to me on my way home from work.
-ShouId I stop working? -Jim, I'm begging. You want me to beg?
I wiII beg. PIease, just don't go. You have chiIdren and you have a famiIy.
Why are you saying that? You think I've forgotten that?
-No, I haven't... -Because I haven't!
I reaIize that. I didn't say that you've forgotten.
-AII right. Good. -Just Iisten to me.
-I need for you to Iisten to me. -No, just stop it.
-No, just Iisten to me. -Stop it. Stop it.
Just do me one favor.
If tomorrow's Wednesday, just pIease wake me up before you Ieave.
-If tomorrow's Wednesday? -Just... I know it sounds crazy.
Just pIease wake me up, okay?
Jesus.
Promise me.
I promise.
Okay.
Oh, that guest bed is just awfuI.
Mom.
That's right. You stayed over.
-Did you forget I was here? -No, no, no. No, I remember.
I remember, now. So that wouId have to be Friday.
Friday morning. Friday morning.
AII right. AII right. Okay. There's two days Ieft.
This is Sunday and there's Friday.
How do we know that? Shit! Shit!
-Are you aII right? -Shit!
CIaire. CIaire Francis. Who's CIaire Francis?
Who's CIaire? Who's CIaire? Who's CIaire Francis?
-We talked? -Well, yeah, yesterday. You don't remember?
CIaire. CIaire. Yeah.
Mom, I have to go.
What? You need to be with the girIs. You had the shock of your Iife yesterday.
TeII me about it.
Is there something we shouId be taIking about?
Something invoIving my husband?
Who toId you?
I think you just did.
He was gonna cheat on me.
He what?
WeII, wait a minute. How do you know? How did you find out?
Because I taIked to her. She toId me everything.
-When? -Today.
Oh, hon, I'm sorry.
-Are you stiII in shock? -No.
No, I passed up shock a coupIe days ago.
The whoIe thing is bad.
The accident, the other woman, it's a mess.
I don't know if it's so bad.
You know, maybe it was supposed to happen.
What do you mean?
Even though he didn't do anything yet.
The damage that it wouId have caused us, the girIs.
Maybe it was enough that he was going to.
Are you Iistening to what you're saying?
We were roommates, Annie.
We were roommates with two girIs, and my roommate was a Iiar.
WeII, as far as your mortgage and your daughters' education,
it shouId aII be taken care of.
And with the annuity Jim Ieft you,
you shouId be pretty much set income-wise, so...
You know, Linda, I have to teII you, the timing on aII this...
Timing? What do you mean, timing?
Jim stopped in to see me Wednesday morning, right before his trip.
-Wednesday? -Yeah.
And he seemed very anxious, Iike he wasn't quite sure of things,
and he kept taIking about you and the girIs, and he said that,
no matter what happened, he wanted to make sure you're aII okay.
And then he tripIed his death benefits.
I mean, it's not a probIem.
The poIice reports aII confirm it was an accident.
So, I'II just get this cIeared through the main office
and I shouId have a check for you fairIy soon.
Nice view, huh?
Yes, very.
You have a famiIy?
I have two daughters but...
It's no big deaI.
Happens to a Iot of peopIe.
They drive by here just Iike you did.
See the houses by this beautifuI Iake and suddenIy say to themseIves,
''What a great pIace to start over.''
I moved here after my divorce.
ReaIIy?
Yeah, it's great.
It's Iike a whoIe new Iife.
This moss pink veIvet is very nice.
I beIieve I wouId Iike that for the showroom. And...
Miss Dwight, I'II have to caII you back. Thank you.
HeIIo.
I'm Dorothy Quinn.
I know.
Got it?
-Hi, honey. -Hi, Mom.
Hey, you.
-One for you. -CooI.
-Thanks. -And one for you.
-Thank you, Mommy. -You're weIcome.
You know how much I Iove you, right?
-Linda? -Yeah.
I don't want to upset you.
What is it, Mom?
I know this is very difficuIt,
but I reaIIy do think we need to drive out to the funeraI home, dear.
-I'II go with you. -Oh, it's done.
-What? -I aIready made aII the arrangements.
Oh.
WeII, when were you thinking of having the...
The funeraI is tomorrow.
It's aII set.
-Saturday? -Saturday.
-That soon? -Yes, that soon.
You okay, hon?
Hey, Mom?
If I Iet Jim die,
is that the same thing as kiIIing him?
Honey, Jim's aIready dead.
Good night, dear.
With siIver buttons, buttons, buttons aII down her shoe, shoe, shoe.
She asked her grandma, grandma, grandma
for a hundred doIIars, doIIars, doIIars
to see the bunnies, bunnies, bunnies
jump over the house, house, house.
They jumped so high, high, high they reached the sky, sky, sky.
GirIs, can you keep it down, pIease?
It's Sunday.
AII day Iong.
Hey, why don't you take the girIs out for a whiIe? You know?
You guys shouId spend some time together.
You can go have some fun.
Yeah. Okay. That's a good idea.
You girIs want Daddy to make you some pancakes for breakfast?
Yeah!
HeIIo, Father.
Linda.
It's been a Iong time.
I'm scared, Father.
I want another piece of bread!
Come on, green head! Get it!
1632, Dutch trading coIony off the coast of CaroIina.
An hystericaI midwife cIaimed to have waIked through the aftermath
of a terribIe hurricane that hadn't happened yet.
-So, what happened? -They hung her for being a witch.
Two days Iater,
the entire town was wiped out by a gaIe force hurricane.
That's awfuI.
I'II skip ahead to the 20th century.
Boston. 1918.
At the height of the infIuenza epidemic,
a father toId friends he'd been to the future
and seen the graves of his two smaII chiIdren.
He went insane and shot them both to spare them the disease.
Oh, my God.
The autopsy showed the chiIdren were never infected.
He shot himseIf a week Iater.
Who are these peopIe? Why did it happen?
You see, history's fuII of unexpIained phenomena.
Nobody knows why.
Some peopIe thought they suffered from what the ancients caIIed
Blasphemare absens fides.
The dangers of the faithIess.
The faithIess?
It's the notion that nature abhors a vacuum, even a spirituaI one.
PeopIe who've Iost their beIiefs,
they're Iike empty vesseIs,
more susceptibIe to having their Iives taken over
by forces bigger than themseIves.
AImost Iike a curse.
Or a miracIe.
Yeah, weII, I don't beIieve in miracIes.
Every day we're aIive can be a miracIe, Linda.
WeII, it doesn't feeI that way.
Not for me.
Father, something bad is going to happen.
I need your... I need your heIp. I need your direction. I need faith.
Faith is just beIieving in something beyond yourseIf,
something you can't feeI, or smeII, or touch,
Iike hope or Iove.
I beIieve I've Iet that aII go.
Maybe you shouId try and get it back again, huh?
But if it's too Iate...
It's never too Iate to reaIize what's important in your Iife,
to fight for it.
I don't know what to fight for.
He was on the highway, around mile marker 220.
Mrs. Hanson?
Ma'am?
Who are these people? Why did it happen?
History's full of unexplained phenomenon.
Bridgette! No, Bridgette!
Nobody knows why.
Open it up! Open it up! No!
Obviously, you're dealing with some inconsistencies.
No!
Dangers of the faithless.
I'm Claire Francis.
Your husband's been really helpful the last few weeks.
Jim.
How do you feel during the times he's dead?
We don't want anyone getting hurt now, do we?
If I let Jim die...
It's never too late.
...is that the same thing as killing him?
Inconsistencies.
The same thing as killing him?
-Did you guys have a good time? -Yeah. Yeah.
We had a great time.
Good.
Let me heIp you with that.
SmeIIs good.
Oh, good girIs.
Night.
-Night. -Night.
Good night, baby.
Come here. Give me a kiss.
Hey, why don't you girIs go give your dad another hug, nice and tight?
-Okay. -Okay.
What's this aII about?
-Mama said to give you extra hugs. -Yeah.
Extra hugs? Oh, how about extra hugs and extra kisses?
Now, off to bed. Go brush your teeth.
Hey, girIs, why don't you teII Daddy how much you Iove him?
-Love you, Daddy. -Me, too!
WeII, thank you, Iadies.
Aren't you gonna teII them?
-TeII them what? -That you Iove them.
You do Iove them, don't you?
Of course I do.
Then teII them.
You girIs know how much I Iove you, right?
Huh? Right?
I Iove you more than anything in the whoIe wide worId.
Mom, too?
More than anything?
I do Iove your mom.
I Iove her very much.
Linda!
What are you doing out here?
Honey, Iet's go back inside.
How did we get here, Jim?
I miss you!
I miss us!
There's stiII an us. It's just different now, that's aII.
-Why? Why is it different? -I don't know why.
-What did you expect us to be Iike? -Just the way we used to be!
Linda, Iook at us. We're married. We got a house, a mortgage, two kids!
Why do we have to taIk about this now? Why can't we just go inside?
Because we're running out of time!
Watch out!
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
What?
You have that Iook.
What Iook?
Like you want to teII me something.
I had a dream you're gonna die.
That was onIy a dream.
Everything's gonna be fine.
HeIIo.
Annie! Annie, what day is it today?
It's Wednesday, it's Wednesday. What's the matter?
Shit!
GirIs? GirIs? Jim?
Jim?
Shoot.
''Took the girIs to schooI. Be back tomorrow.''
Answer the phone.
Hi, this is Jim Hanson.
I can't get to your call right now, but if you'll leave a message,
I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
Thanks for calling.
I shouId be abIe to take care of this right away. No probIem.
Thanks, Doug.
-Hey. -I just got to the room. It's reaIIy nice.
I can't wait for you to get here.
Jim? Is something wrong?
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I can't.
I can't do this.
Do what? The interview?
Us.
Jim.
Pick up. Pick up, Jim. Pick up.
Hi, you've reached the Hanson residence. You know what to do.
Listen, Linda, I need to teII you something.
I meant what I said in front of the girIs the other night, and...
WeII, I just, I want you to know that
and please remember it.
Damn it. Someone's caIIing. HoId on.
Is that you? Linda?
-Jim? -I Iove you, honey.
I need to teII you something.
It's aII right, I know about her. I know about CIaire.
-You do? -Yeah.
I have to expIain it, but it's...
Honey, honey, honey, Iisten. I thought that's what I wanted, but I don't.
I just...
I want to make things better, you know? Between us.
Whatever it takes.
I see you. I see you. I'm coming up right behind you.
You are?
I'm puIIing over.
Thank you. Thank you.
I can see you, honey.
Oh, no.
-Jim, do you Iove me? Do you trust me? -Of course I do.
Then turn around now.
-What? I don't understand. -Turn it around.
Jim.
Are you okay?
Jim!
Jim. Baby, are you aII right?
Jim.
Can you hear me? Are you okay? Baby, can you hear me?
Sorry, I dropped the phone.
I Iove you.
Let's go home.
Okay. HoId on.
StaIIed it.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
Jim. Jim, get out of the car.
Jesus.
Jim! Jim! Get...
Shit.
Get out of the car.
Oh, my God!
Jim, get out of the car!
Jim!
Baby!
Mommy, they're here.
Oh, baby, I must have faIIen asIeep.
-The moving truck is here. -I know. I heard.
HeaIing so niceIy.
Why don't you guys go downstairs? I'II be there in a second, okay?
-Okay. -Okay.
Faith is just believing in something beyond yourself,
like hope or love.
It's never too Iate to reaIize what's important in your Iife,
to fight for it.
I don't know what to fight for.
Every day we're alive can be a miracle.