Okay.
Jackson came over to play.
Superheroes.
I was Black Power Ranger.
He was Batman.
Jake, you okay?
I'm okay.
Can I ask you a question?
Time to hit the sack.
An important question.
Here we go, big guy.
Can I wear bugs?
The bug pajamas are all the way downstairs.
The fire trucks are okay.
- Bugs. - Fire trucks.
Bugs.
Okay, bugs. I'll be right back.
Does it hurt to be dead?
Animal.
What?
Can I tell?
You want to die?
Your beer-addled sperm stiII works.
You impregnated my sister again.
I thought you wanted me to.
What?
The kid could have born before he noticed.
You're not pregnant.
Congratulations is more appropriate.
You told her before me?
She's a witch. She took one look at me and guessed.
Say something.
Bummer.
Something else.
So...
six weeks. The baby's due in ApriI, May...
June. That's cool. Einstein was a Gemini.
So's that Scottish gal.
WiII you go help Jake with his pajamas?
But if she's late...
Start that and I'll throw you out a fucking window.
Go upstairs and help him with the pajamas.
I love you, too.
Hey, this is great.
I think it's time we had another kid.
I was going to bring it up myself.
Really?
You gotta take time off.
We can't afford it.
I'll do overtime.
I don't want you to work those hours.
You come home and you're in a trance.
I'm going to do fine.
Teddy wiII get someone else.
Oh, Tom, I'm sorry.
I forgot. No wonder you're pissed off.
I'm not pissed off.
I'm not. I'm a grown man.
I shouldn't be screwing around with some shitty band anyway.
I gotta change. Put on something cool.
I love you.
I'm a happy guy.
I'm not going to be a lineman forever. I promise you.
What do you mean?
I clip wire all day. A monkey could do it.
You'll move to the office...
by the end of the year.
No, I meant...
I said a lot about where I was going to go and be.
I wanted you to know...
I wasn't giving you a line. That I meant it.
I didn't marry you...
because I thought you'd be famous.
I liked the way your ass looked in jeans.
I never wanted to be famous.
I just didn't expect to be so...
What?
Ordinary.
I hope it's a girl. I'm sick of all these balls here.
Except for yours.
What are the odds of an educated single man being there?
What if he's on the boner piII?
I won't look a gift boner in the mouth.
Hey, Tommy.
You would not believe the day I had.
Here, I'll get another one.
Harry.
Taking care of the place for me?
We're driIling holes in the floors.
You know Sheila, Bobby. Vanessa.
Their pumpkin.
Take the medicine into your body.
Tom, you like the neighborhood?
I grew up in Bridgeport. It's not a foreign country.
Damn right it isn't. This is the best neighborhood...
in the city of Chicago.
Because we look out for each other.
Are you running for mayor?
Anybody see them crack dealers hanging around?
What's Lenny doing here?
Bobby, did you tell him?
Vanessa made me.
I could see if he heard the noise and wandered in...
but to actually invite this jack off.
When you wake up with your throat cut...
don't come to me.
Not attracted to...
Not drunk enough for...
Frightened by...
Haven't you heard of people being operated...
while under hypnosis?
But I don't believe it.
People who say they were hypnotized were playing along.
Then how could they have a scalpel stuck in their throat...
without bleeding or making a sound?
- Bullshit. - You never saw that.
- Bullshit. - Learn another word.
Yes, narrow-minded, I saw a guy in class...
get a 2-inch needle stuck into his arm while...
he was under hypnosis.
You're making it up.
I saw the picture. It left a mark.
I don't see how a person who's spent most of her adult life...
in college can believe in that superstition.
It's not. I'm practically a licensed hypnotherapist.
Practically licensed?
Isn't that like saying I don't have a license?
Because you kicked around the same blocks...
all our life...
doesn't mean there isn't a larger world.
Doorways you haven't even opened.
Things you don't have the faintest understanding of.
Okay, Kreskin. Prove it. Hypnotize somebody.
Yeah, do me.
- No. - Why not?
For one, you're hostile.
Do I seem hostile?
Yeah.
Thanks for having us. Great party.
Come on, Lisa, hypnotize me.
- Come on. - You're drunk.
I'm not drunk.
You shouldn't mesmerize anyone who's drinking.
Mesmerize? Stop. Please, come on.
I'm begging you. Educate the savages.
It won't work with that uncooperative attitude.
I wiII follow every instruction to the letter.
What can happen?
Turn out the lights.
Relax. Put your arm down, rest it comfortably.
Lean back.
Be very comfortable. Relax.
Trust me.
Close your eyes.
Certainly, Lisa.
Just listen for a moment.
Listen to the sounds of the room around you.
I want you to pretend you're in a theater.
A movie theater.
You're the only one there.
It's a great old movie palace.
You look around.
It's a huge empty theater.
The walls of the theater are...
painted in black.
The seats...
are covered in black.
And in the whole pitch-black theater...
there's only one thing you can see.
The white screen.
Tall, thick black letters.
They're out of focus.
You drift closer to them in your chair...
trying to read them.
You're very comfortable. It's your favorite chair.
You drift closer and closer...
staring at the letters.
Very relaxed. Your legs are relaxed.
Your arms are heavy.
You're almost close enough to read the letters.
They start to come into focus. They spell "sleep".
Sleep.
What the hell was that?
What?
Are you okay?
You had to be faking it.
That was the weirdest thing I've ever seen.
You're one of the lucky 8 percent.
You stiII have tears on your cheeks.
What the hell did she do to me?
What 8 percent?
Only 8 percent of the population...
is hypnotizable.
Anyone can go under a little...
but not way under, not freaky-under like he did.
How's your hand?
What?
I stuck a safety pin in your hand and asked you...
to bleed on one side, but not the other.
Which you did.
You were very cooperative.
That happened?
You said it didn't hurt.
I want to know more about Joey Luca.
Who?
The kid who pounded the shit out of you when you were 12.
You were crying and moaning.
It was hysterical.
It was very moving.
Joey Luca? I hadn't thought about him...
Can we go home? I feel strange.
Yeah.
Yeah, sure.
Close your eyes.
What's the matter?
Don't stop.
Jesus Christ.
What?
Oh, my God!
What?
I'm seeing things.
What do you mean?
No, no, wait. I can't right now.
Then you were faking it very well.
Wait. Stop, stop, it's too weird.
Baby, that wasn't weird. I could show you weird.
I felt like I was being attacked.
Thanks.
No, I'm sorry.
I'll be right back.
What the fuck?
Hey, Jake.
You're awake.
You okay?
Yeah, I guess.
I don't feel good.
Don't be afraid of it.
What was it? A hallucination?
A lot of them. It's hard to explain.
These thoughts kept coming.
You believe this? Seven calls.
It was the hypnosis. Your brain was agitated.
I had this headache. I was thirsty as hell.
Jake, you're not watching that monster tape.
Who was the woman?
Maybe somebody I met once. She didn't look familiar.
Did you fuck her?
You gotta be kidding.
Was she someone you used to date?
You're jealous of my hallucination? You're pregnant.
Call Lisa.
She already fucked up my brain.
Then she has to unfuck it.
Fuck.
Don't swear so much.
Let me get my bearings. I have no caffeine in my system?
You're asking me if I gave you a...
Posthypnotic suggestion.
Did you leave anything inside my brain?
Nothing.
Don't lie.
This is insulting. I've done this before.
Okay, good. I was just making sure.
It was harmless.
What?
Did it actually work?
What did you say?
I don't want to tell. You're grouchy.
Lisa.
I've always said you need to be more optimistic.
Yeah?
I just said after you wake up...
your mind will be completely open.
Like a door, open to receive anything around you.
What's that do?
I don't know, why? Did something happen?
Jesus Christ.
Relax. I opened a door. Therapists do it all the time.
It releases repressed memories, latent abilities, whatever.
It was probably reruns for you.
I gotta get back to work.
Okay. Alrighty then.
No more calls.
Hey, Lis, it's me.
Could you babysit...
for us on...
Friday night?
I told him.
What's her name? Okay.
I'd ask grandma...
but I have to hear it for months. No one's...
free.
Call Vanessa.
Call Vanessa and ask her about Debbie.
Call me back. Bye.
Debbie? That's who babysits for them?
Yep.
Great idea. Pray she's free.
How'd you know about Debbie?
Samantha told me.
Hey, Vanessa. Are you going out Friday night?
Hi, I'm Debbie.
Kozak.
Tom Witzky.
- Hi, Debbie. - Hi.
I'm Maggie. Thanks for coming.
Jake's asleep. Never wakes up.
You shouldn't have any trouble with him.
His room's upstairs. Kitchen. Help yourself...
if you want. Have a seat.
Baby monitor.
It's on B in his room.
You'll hear everything. A movie?
Got a book.
Won't be later than midnight.
If that's okay.
Perfect.
Just grab...
my coat and we're outta here. Hello?
- Ready? - Just about.
Okay.
Where'd you find that girl?
Vanessa gave me her number.
Everybody uses her. It's cool.
Another headache?
Too much caffeine.
Okay, let's go.
Bye.
Damon is doing a great job.
The kid's got a good arm, but high school football is about...
power. Running...
the ball.
Was for me.
What'd you play?
Piano mostly.
Oh, Jesus, sorry. Here, you want some?
I admit I am biased, but...
my kid's season is great...
and nobody cares.
If he got the ball, he'd break a thousand yards.
And that's a short season. Jesus.
Why don't you lick them when they walk by?
Frank says a guy carries a hardon...
2 and a half hours a day.
2 and a half for him.
Now I have to picture that.
One day she'll find one of my 38s and...
pop a cap in my ass.
He'll stick it in a bowl of soup, if it's stiII warm.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
He does 1,000 yards, we're talking major scholarships.
Kid could write his own ticket.
It's good for everyone, the whole neighborhood.
He'll go a lot farther than I ever did.
Look at the taiI he's getting.
He passed me when he was 14.
Come on, while we're young!
You scared me.
She's downstairs, I think.
I don't know.
I haven't seen her yet.
Jake?
What's the matter?
Something's wrong.
What?
Samantha says it's always dark where she is.
Who did you say?
Samantha.
You talked to Samantha?
Yeah.
When?
All the time.
Where?
Here, in my house.
That's not true.
Come on!
Move!
That's not true.
I don't tell lies.
Samantha was here?
You're hurting me.
Was she here?
Let go of me!
You're coming with me.
She's taking him away.
Put me down!
What the hell?
- She took him. - What?
The babysitter took him somewhere. He's not there.
Where are you going?
I don't know!
He's in there.
Jake!
- Daddy! - That's him.
Where are you going?
Stop, stop, stop.
Where is she?
You tell me where she is!
Get back!
Where is she?
Quiet!
You okay?
That girl...
- kidnapped our son. - Is that your chiId?
- Ask them about Samantha. - This boy.
He belong to you?
I can explain.
I'm talking to her.
Is he yours?
No.
She was babysitting for us.
You can go to jaiI for this.
Where were you going?
Nowhere!
Why'd you bring him here?
Press charges.
I work here. I'm her mother.
When are you gonna...
ask them about Samantha?
Who?
My daughter.
She ran away.
She was kidnapped. The boy said he saw her.
We filed a police report.
There's an investigation.
Jake talks to her all the time.
In his house!
Is that her?
Stay away!
Look!
Let go!
Look at the picture.
This is ridiculous!
Look at the picture.
I've never seen her before.
What about you?
No, I've never seen her.
No, they're lying!
Charges?
- Yes. - No.
What?
Come on. Let's just forget about it.
Let's go home.
What about the next people she babsits for?
- It was her? - Who?
Samantha. The girl in the picture I saw...
on our couch.
Why'd you ask Debbie to babysit for us?
I couldn't find anyone. I was on the phone and Jake said...
Do you remember when we were talking in the kitchen?
I was looking for a babysitter...
remember?
You said Samantha told you about Debbie. Remember?
Mommy's asking you a question.
Is Samantha someone who talks to you?
Can you remember?
Don't ask the boy any more questions.
Talk to me.
What did you say?
Nothing.
Let me hear that voice again.
Say it again. Use that voice again.
Come on, Jake, use that voice again.
I know you can do it. I wanna hear.
Don't do that.
Make it come back. It's all right.
Okay.
Let's see if Beetleborg's on.
Hey, I'm talking to him!
What's the matter?
What do you think?
I'm trying to talk with my kid.
Perfectly normal talk for a five year old.
Don't be afraid of it.
Why shouldn't I?
That's what he told me.
This is where I saw her, sitting here.
I grabbed the remote, leaned back and there she was.
You should see yourself right now.
Maggie, please!
Maybe you don't see her. You just hear her.
You're scaring him.
I need to make her come back.
If I stay here long enough, she'II...
come back. You could talk to her.
Help me.
What's wrong?
Knock it off!
I don't want to talk about this, it scares mommy.
- Turn it up. - What?
Turn it up.
Tom is looking especially together today.
He grunted a very pleasant greeting to me.
Becoming monosyllabic.
Nothing wrong with him.
Nothing a little lithium couldn't cure.
I'm a jerk. I'm sorry.
Are you okay?
On the base, room and board are covered and you get pay.
StiII gotta get up early.
I got enough for a couple of down payments.
I'm a landlord already. 5 years later...
I got three houses.
Harry.
How you doing?
What do you know about Samantha Kozak?
That's familiar.
Brown hair, 16 or 17.
Lived around here.
Yeah.
I remember.
Can we go?
Kurt!
Come here. Like he ever...
tells me anything.
Get over here!
Do you know that Kozak girl?
Debbie.
No, Samantha.
You mean the retard?
She ran away.
That's right.
I remember. What about her?
I've been thinking...
about her a lot.
Why?
Her sister babysat for us.
First time he's been out in a week.
Hasn't gone to work.
He's used up all his sick days.
If he doesn't show up, they'll dock him.
I can't get him off the couch.
Why?
That's where she appeared.
I'm not shocked that there's another woman.
Of course, she's dead.
We're talking about a ghost, aren't we?
She left last March...
with a black guy.
Did she live in our house?
No, you're the first tenants.
Tom and Jake have this private club or something.
They sit and whisper and...
when I walk in, they shut up.
Know what you need to do?
Find a young, cute priest who can guide you through this.
I'm kidding.
But I'm not. The truth is you guys are the best couple...
on earth. This on you now, Maggie.
Get some help. Find out why this is happening.
There's a reason.
You won't be the first who's had...
to hold a crazy family together.
Tom's not crazy.
Yes he is. At least he's getting interesting.
Sports flash.
211 yards rushing...
last night. Total of...
894 yards with two...
games left. Needs 106 yards. That's 53 a game.
He could walk and stiII beat 1,000.
Do you know her?
Who?
Tom was asking about that Kozak girl.
The one who ran away.
The retard.
Don't use that word.
She was slow.
What? Retard?
Shut your fucking...
mouth before I shut it for you.
Somebody's always gotta ruin it.
It can't ever be just nice.
What are you doing here?
They're gonna kiII you, Tommy.
You and Maggie both.
Why would you say that?
This is a decent neighborhood.
Are you okay?
Where's Sheila? She at home?
I'm gonna see if Sheila's home, okay?
Come in!
- Hi. - Hi.
Your mom home? Your dad's acting...
Wanna see what I've got?
Sure.
Is that your dad's?
Not today. Come here.
Put the gun away, Adam.
Come on.
Come here.
Those things make me nervous.
I'll make you nervous.
Whoa, don't!
Don't!
Please, don't be under there.
Oh, boy!
Frank.
Adam, open the door!
Oh, God!
Help!
Am I awake?
Or asleep? Help!
Oh, God, my baby!
Oh, my God!
Is he alive?
Oh, my God!
Adam!
I'm gonna take him for a walk.
Come on, sweetheart.
Where we going?
Hello there.
Listen, music.
It's beautiful.
Jake, wait.
We're not supposed to be here. Let's go.
This is cool!
Come on, let's go get lunch.
Mom, what's this?
Let me take a look.
It looks like a stone.
Or a medal.
Yeah. Look, a flag.
Everything okay?
Just fine.
Should we leave?
No, it's fine.
Really.
Okay. See you later.
Boy's got the eyes.
X-ray.
Not you, though.
Possibly daddy?
They're not the only ones.
Tell him to...
come and see me later.
Might learn a few things.
Bye, Jake.
Bye, NeiI.
His name is NeiI.
Try that, daddy.
Why do I know that?
Be back after the fiIm.
I know it. I know it.
I said I won't be late.
Okay.
Bye, mom. Bye, Maggie.
Hello.
I think I'm lost. I'm looking for this guy NeiI.
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, I...
Shit.
Shit, shit.
I want to see NeiI.
Wait here.
I don't know her.
What are you doing?
I said tell the boy's father to come.
He won't.
He'd kiII me. He's so paranoid.
Close the fucking door.
Them too.
Can't let you in.
Who are they?
This ain't no freak show.
Close the damn door!
You have to leave.
My husband...
is losing his mind. I don't know why, but you do.
Tell me what you know...
because I'm not moving.
- How long has he had it? - Few days.
A car wreck?
No.
ChiId die?
No.
- He kiII someone? - Hypnotized.
That started it?
It comes...
and goes. Some have it for five seconds.
Some forever.
He's a receiver.
Everything's coming in. He can't stop it.
He can't figure it out. He's in a...
tunnel with a flashlight and a low battery.
He got a glimpse of something, but not enough...
to know what it is.
Jake too.
Your son?
Much better flashlight.
Does he know what it wants?
What who wants?
He saw a ghost?
What did it ask him to do?
She didn't ask anything.
Maybe he wasn't listening.
She's waiting, getting pissed of that he's not doing it.
If he doesn't do her thing, she'll never go away.
Absolutely not.
Please, five more minutes.
No, zero minutes. This is cool.
You have nightmares.
No fair.
I'm gonna take a bath. You okay?
Whatever.
How do I know this song?
Freezing.
- Round up your weapons. - Charge!
I don't wanna talk right now.
I think the piIot blew out again.
Can you light it?
Hello.
Or I can go light it.
Thanks, everyone.
I said no!
Bummer.
This is the most amazing...
Tom?
Tom, please.
What happened?
- You scared them. - What?
You scared them.
I want you to hypnotize me again.
This shit, I want it gone.
I want it all to stop, now.
Come in, Tom. I want you to meet Clarita.
Hi, sorry.
Do you think you could? Could she?
Yeah.
I know.
You got to slow down.
Be a little patient with me.
I got a confession to make.
We just smoked this big fatty a few minutes before...
you walked in.
This is just blowing my mind.
Listen to me.
Whatever door...
you opened in my brain...
I want you to shut it now.
Okay, I'll do it. I can do that.
Close your eyes.
Okay, just like last time...
focus and concentrate.
Listen to the room.
Listen to your breathing.
Look at the back...
of your eyelids.
Get to it.
All right.
Pretend you're back in the theater.
It's dark.
There's only one thing you see.
The white screen.
Focus on the screen.
You'll drift closer to it in your chair.
There are letters. Tall, thick...
black letters.
They're out of focus. You drift closer.
Someone's here.
No, it's empty.
There's someone else here.
You're alone.
No. No, I'm not.
Your feet and your ankles are relaxed.
No.
Your hands are heavy. Your arms...
No air, no air.
Tom, look at the screen.
You can read the letters.
You're up next to it.
Tom, look at the screen.
What happened?
You need to sit down.
You should of seen your face.
Want a beer? You feeling better?
What happened?
I'm supposed to dig.
Hi.
Hello.
Anybody home?
Look what I'm not cleaning up.
Interesting.
Okay.
Hi, honey. What you doing?
Dad said I'm supposed to dig.
Nice.
Tom!
You scared me.
I scared you?
What are you doing?
I'm supposed to dig.
What do you mean?
I'm supposed to dig.
Who says?
I see. And what's Jake doing?
Jake is helping.
Why are you doing this?
Water softens the dirt.
Could you stop a second?
Can you turn around and...
Iook at me?
What don't you understand? I'm supposed to dig.
Why are you digging?
I'm searching.
What're you searching for?
The question is not what. We both know what.
As you can plainly see, I'm busy trying...
to answer.
The question...
is where.
Don't worry, it's okay.
It's not over there.
Call the police.
And tell them what, exactly?
Practice! Run it by me!
I want to see how it sounds.
Anything else?
Come inside.
I want to talk. You're not yourself.
This is fucking typical!
What do you want me to do?
Sit in front of the TV and...
drink 8 or 9 beers?
Fall asleep and repeat the whole thing again tomorrow?
Be quiet!
And the day after, and the other after...
untiI I grab my chest and die?
This is the most important thing that's...
ever happened to me.
It's the most important thing...
I have done in my whole...
stupid life. And you want me to just stop?
No!
No, I won't stop, I won't stop!
8 years I've know you.
Not once have you talked to me like this.
Not once. And if you do it again, I swear to God...
And you know?
When you say how ordinary you are and your stupid...
life, you're saying our...
stupid life, which I don't feel is stupid.
How am I supposed to feel about that?
Want that?
I'm sorry.
Okay, I'm not sorry.
Who's that from?
My brother. My grandmother's in the hospital.
No, she...
What?
Nothing.
What is it?
Hello?
Steve, I'm sorry. We've been so busy I...
She did?
How am I doing, dad?
You're doing great, kid.
I'm so sorry.
You knew?
You knew, didn't you?
When is the funeral?
Sunday. We should leave as soon as we can.
You want me to go with you?
I thought with your family...
Do I want you to go with me?
To my grandmother's funeral? Why wouldn't you?
I'm in the middle of something here.
Eight hundred dollars...
Tools.
It's a rented house.
Hello?
It's me.
How're you doing?
I'm okay.
How's your family?
Drunk. Fighting with each other.
I should be there with you. I'm an asshole.
You have your good points. How are you?
Oh, fine.
Much better. Everything's fine here.
No more digging?
No, back to normal.
I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have left you alone.
I deserved it.
Come here with us. You could...
make it in an hour.
No, I can't do that.
Why not?
The truck isn't for personal trips.
I'll pick you up. I'll leave now.
No, that's crazy.
I got to go.
I'll pull up and honk. Bye.
Ready to go?
I'm scared to go home. I want to stay here.
Why are you scared?
Because of the feathers.
What feathers?
I don't know. I saw feathers.
I'll watch him.
Okay. You be good.
Mom, wait!
You forgot this.
Hi.
Come here a sec.
What?
Come closer, I can't hear you.
You talking to me?
I want to show you something.
You want to show me something?
I don't see anybody else around.
What is it?
A surprise.
It's great. Come on, you won't believe it.
Come on, it's freezing.
Happy St. Patrick's Day.
What's the surprise?
Don't you have it?
Yeah, the surprise.
You need another drink.
No, I got the spins.
Drink.
There isn't a surprise.
The surprise is we want to be your friends.
- You do? - Yeah.
Why be my friends now?
Look at yourself.
You can take your coat off, you know.
Want a drink?
I'm not supposed to.
Don't you do anything you shouldn't?
I do.
Momma, you are hot.
Come on, let's be friends.
You can kiss me, if you want.
Yeah.
Not like that.
Okay.
I want to go home.
No, I'll be your friend. I swear I wiII.
I don't want to.
Be good to me. You're a good girl.
I have to go home.
Come on, baby.
I have to go home!
No! No!
Shut up! Shut up!
Stop screaming!
Put it over her face!
Shut up!
Oh, my God!
What did you do that for?
Is she dead?
No shit, she's dead!
Oh, my God!
- Look at her tongue. - I'm not here.
I never seen nobody dead before.
- I can't be here. - Fucking gross!
This isn't happening.
Plastic over her face.
What do we do now?
How's he doing?
He might make it, might not.
Sheila's over at the hospital.
Frank.
I'm sorry...
because I think I know why Adam shot himself.
I got to call the police.
I don't want you to hear it from them.
I don't want Sheila to read it in the paper.
I think you have a right to know before anyone else.
What are you talking about?
Come with me.
Wait here a second.
Better be important.
How the hell did you find this?
Does it matter?
Can't know it was Kurt & Adam.
Yes, I do.
You don't have anything...
You're talking like a lunatic.
That's what people wiII say.
It's just a body. It doesn't prove anything.
She's got somebody's hair in her hand.
They can tell whose it is.
Frank.
We must call the cops.
What could we do?
It was an accident.
The kids come to us. She's already dead.
The damage is done.
Nobody can bring her back.
But these kids got everything...
ahead of them.
What were we supposed to do, Tom?
Send our sons to jaiI for the rest of their lives for her?
Who you planning to shoot with that?
Get the hell out of here.
Come on upstairs. We can talk about this.
I've been living with this for 6 months.
6 fucking months!
Do you think anything you say...
could make one bit of difference to me?
Get out of here!
No!
Get out!
Hi.
It's really pouring.
It looks like it.
Got a minute?
No.
I'm busy right now.
It's important.
I can't talk right now.
Jesus!
This rain, huh?
Like I said...
I'm busy.
Kurt, close that door.
I'll call you later.
Tom, we've got a problem.
What do you mean?
What are you doing to my house?
I heard pounding. Came to check it out.
I didn't think you'd wreck the place.
What's the matter with you?
Don't worry...
I'll take care of that.
I was trying to fix your water main.
It was leaking and I couldn't get to it...
from under the house.
I mean...
I couldn't get under the house to get to it.
Is that right?
Damn.
A lot of damage?
Some.
Can I look around?
Yeah, sure.
Help yourself.
You'd better show me where it's at.
You guys wiII be able to see it.
Gotta go.
Almost afraid to look.
Drink. Hurry up.
Water main doesn't run under the house.
I know that now.
Shit, Tom.
Get him on the rug.
Don't look at him.
Roll him over. Let's go!
All right.
Outta the way.
Tom?
Are you here?
Shit.
Get away, Kurt!
They were gonna kiII you and Maggie both.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Cold-blooded murder.
I can't let something like that happen.
Not here.
This is a decent neighborhood.
If I ever feel the light again...
shining down on me...
I don't have to tell you...
how welcome it would be.
I felt the love before...
but I let it slip away.
And I just keep on believing...
that it'll come back someday.
It's not the spotlight.
It's not the candlelight.
It's not the streetlights...
of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight.
Not even the sunlight.
But I see a shining in your eyes...
and you know what I mean.