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Hey.
It's going to be okay.
Just tell me we're doing the right thing.
No, sweetheart,
I know you want to fix this.
It's what you do. But we've tried.
All right? We've been trying
and look where it's gotten us.
And I think the space
is gonna be good for him.
For all of us.
Besides, it's a good school.
He'll be home by the end of the summer.
Yeah.
I'll be okay. I promise.
I promise.
Love you.
Love you, too.
- Call me.
- Will do.
I love you.
Wow.
Well done, Stephen.
Amazing!
Oh, stop, Mom!
- What's that? What's that?
- Huh? Oh!
One, two, three!
- Nice.
- Yeah!
He's pretty dead.
He's very dead.
Today my son has become a man.
Because of that...
I know you think we're probably doing
this to punish you, but we're not.
All right?
Your mother and I want the best for you.
You have no idea what she wants.
I don't know why you're doing this.
I'm not the one that got expelled, pal.
Well, she doesn't want me gone. It's you.
That's not true, Stephen.
Yes, it is. You're sending me away.
It's not true, Stephen.
Your mother and I had
a long conversation...
- About what?
- We need a break, Stephen!
- I don't want a break!
- All right?
- Both of us, okay?
- Shut up! I hate you!
- Just calm down. Calm down!
- No, don't touch me!
- Don't touch me!
- You just calm down!
- Don't touch me!
- Calm down!
Wakey, wakey.
Rise and shine.
You ready for your workout?
Open.
...significant snowfall likely
across all of New England,
when all is said and done.
So, as the storm approaches,
you'll want to make sure you take
the necessary precautions here
and plan on some very heavy snow
in your area for much of...
It's your turn.
How about a quick try?
Great job.
Hey.
So I'd like to continue working
with him for another couple weeks.
It's not my decision.
They're moving him to Boston.
Some group home for deaf kids.
But we're making progress.
These things take time.
He's a great kid, we can...
He broke another kid's arm last week.
He can't stay at Sweetser.
I'm really sorry.
We're leaving.
Joan!
Wait a second.
I guess it was like a...
I guess it was like certificates for all the
smart people, so basically I have nothing.
I... I did not...
I want you to have these.
Keep warm, okay?
Well, you can't take care
of every kid in Maine, Mary.
I know.
Um...
No one would judge you for needing help.
Thanks.
Hi, Dr. Wilson.
How are you? How's it all going?
Long day.
Long week.
Well, Stephen really keeps you
on your toes, doesn't he?
How's he doing?
I received the papers.
I'm moving him to Covington.
Physically, I can manage.
Just about, but it's not him.
It's just a body that I feed,
and wash, and clothe.
I lost him that day
I lost Richard in the car.
Mary, being a psychologist
doesn't make you a perfect parent.
There's no such thing.
You did what you thought was right.
I sent him away.
I sent my son away and now he's gone.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird don't sing
Mama's gonna buy you
A diamond ring
911, what's your emergency?
Hello?
Yes, this is Mary Portman
from 28 Delphi Lane.
I think there is an intruder in my house.
Okay, stay on the line.
Mrs. Portman, are you inside the house?
Can you hear me?
- Mrs. Portman, are you still there?
- Hello?
I'm sorry, my mistake.
It's just a raccoon.
Here you go. This will warm you up.
You okay?
Oh. Hold on. Hello?
Joan, hi. Thanks for calling back.
I'm sorry, I know it's late.
How did he even get here?
It's 15 degrees out.
I know it's not, but please, Joan.
I can help him.
He could just stay here.
Hang on a second. Is that necessary?
What? Let me... Give it a chance, okay?
I can help him.
What good could it do
to involve the police?
I'll take that chance. He's nine years old,
for God's sake, Joan, please!
Can you just let him...
Joan, I'll call you back.
Tom!
Tom!
Jesus.
Tom!
You sure I can't get you another
before you head back out, Joe?
Thanks, Mary. I'm gonna press on,
start going door to door.
A young kid out alone won't survive
long in these temperatures.
...though on their company website
have much higher sales numbers
and conversion rates.
I just feel so helpless.
Yeah, I...
I've been out all afternoon
looking for him myself.
Oh, God, Joan.
I can't stand to think of him
out there on his own.
Yeah, okay, um...
Well, just promise me you'll call
as soon as you hear anything.
Okay.
Great.
Okay. Bye.
Tom!
Mary?
Hon?
Didn't you hear me? I was worried.
What are you doing in here?
I, uh... I was just...
I thought I'd make up
Stephen's bed in case...
In case Tom came back.
Oh.
What time is it?
It's late.
Aaron Hart is waiting
for you in the office.
I mean, the kid's been
bouncing around foster homes
for, like, half his life,
but no one gave a shit then.
And now suddenly the whole town's
decided it's time to give a shit.
Do you know how many children run away
or go missing every year
in the United States alone?
I don't know.
Don't you see how fucked up that is?
Besides, the kid's dead.
Everyone knows it.
Okay, Aaron, that's about
all we have time for today.
Whatever, sure.
Thanks a lot.
Is your dad coming to get you?
Uh-huh.
Teenagers, huh?
How's it going?
Does he hate me more or less than he
hates the rest of the world today?
No, he's just having a rough time
with the move and the divorce.
Sometimes it's hard to remember
he was just a cute little kid
who liked to throw a ball around
with his dad a few years ago.
He's so angry all the time.
He'll get through it.
It's just a difficult age.
You hear about this storm coming in?
Yeah.
If it turns into an ice storm, we could be
without power for at least a couple of days.
Mmm.
You probably shouldn't
be up here all alone.
Aaron and I are thinking of moving into
one of the hotels in town to ride it out.
Uh...
If we do, maybe I could
take you for dinner.
I'll be fine. We'll be fine.
My son, he's sick,
so I can't really move him.
Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
I didn't even know you had a son.
How old is he?
He's 18. Stephen's 18.
He's my stepson.
I didn't know that...
My husband passed away, actually,
so it's just Stephen and me now.
Well, maybe the four of us
can get dinner one day.
You know, you, me and our angry teenagers.
Look, it's not really appropriate.
Aaron's my patient, so...
And he's waiting for you in the car.
Sure, okay.
Uh, um...
Well, listen, thanks.
Sorry, I just...
I hope your son feels better.
Thanks.
Shit.
Oh, shit.
It's okay.
I feel like I'm losing my mind.
Mary, calm down.
Look, listen to what you're saying.
I was there. It was real.
You're a rational adult.
There's no such things as ghosts,
and you know that.
Oh, God.
I think that you experienced
something known as parasomnia.
A sleep disorder that
can trigger night terrors.
I... But I saw him. I saw Tom.
Everybody's been saying he's dead,
and I kept wanting it not
to be true, but it must be.
I think that with the amount
of stress you're under
and the existence of disturbed sleep
already, it makes complete sense.
And frankly, you know, the fact that
you saw the runaway boy also tracks.
You know, you've been looking for him,
you're worried about him.
Does not mean he's dead,
let alone haunting you.
Do you think that the sound
of the child's footsteps
in your dream could be
a reminder of the child that
you might think you've actually lost?
You know, of the son that used to come into
your room at night when he was scared.
Do you think that that voiceless child
in your dream could be Stephen...
...as much as it's Tom?
Long before the accident,
I remember you telling me that
you were feeling
like you were losing Stephen.
That you were losing your little boy.
Do you remember that?
Mmm-hmm.
I had been through so much.
Yeah. Well, tell me about that Stephen.
You know, Stephen before the accident.
Before the behavioral problems even.
I never told you this, but that morning,
he begged me not to send him away.
Go on.
Stephen always blamed Richard.
But I was the one who found the school.
I just didn't know how to be
his therapist and his mother.
Mary?
Mary?
Look, the nightmare about Tom
may be about Stephen, but that's
because everything's about Stephen.
I'd like to talk to you about prescribing
something to regulate your sleep, okay?
So I'm gonna need some blood work.
In the meantime, take care of yourself.
Thanks.
...starts to attack humans
when we're not their natural prey.
And can scientists find a way
to prevent these tragic events?
Hi. Sorry, I was, uh... Come in.
This shark is the most
charismatic fish in the ocean.
White sharks can weigh in
excess of 4 or 5, 000 pounds.
Get in excess of 20 feet long.
So, that's a very big fish.
We know that these sharks can live...
So, what are we doing
for this young man today, then?
Actually, it's for me.
I just need some blood work done.
What's wrong with you?
Nothing, I'm fine.
Then why haven't you
taken yourself to the doctor?
I don't like to leave him alone.
I try not to leave the house too much.
Handsome boy.
He's got your eyes.
He's not...
Thank you.
You take care of him on your own?
- Mmm-hmm.
- Hmm.
He looks good. Strong.
You must be doing something right.
Blood pressure is too high
for a woman your age.
Could we just, um...
None of my beeswax.
I get it.
You just wait.
The doctor will tell you the same thing
when he gets the results.
So, when are you taking Stephen in?
End of the month.
Dr. Wilson says I need to start
practicing leaving the nest.
I'm not really sure this counts.
I saw Doug Hart in town yesterday.
Oh, my God, I was so rude to him.
Funny.
He thought he'd offended you.
You should call him.
Ask him out.
Maybe I should call him just to apologize.
Yeah, to apologize.
I felt like such an ass the other day.
I had no idea.
Lucy explained everything to me.
Oh, of course she did.
That must have been hard,
taking care of him by yourself.
She told you about that, too?
And yes, Stephen...
I'm moving him to a care home.
Oh, I'm sorry, I had no idea.
She didn't tell me that.
I thought...
I'm sorry. I...
You know, I... This is hard. I haven't...
I haven't done this in a while.
Were you guys close before the accident?
Very.
He was five when Richard
and I got married.
He was closer to me than his dad.
But then he hit puberty, and it was
like I had a stranger in the house.
Yeah, Aaron, too. I'm just like,
he's a completely different species.
Aaron is a good kid.
Well, his teachers disagree.
I had a meeting
with the principal last week.
Principal Hastings? He's the worst!
So, Stephen went there, too.
Until he was expelled.
No! What for?
Mmm, the whole thing was totally
blown out of proportion.
There were some kids, and they
were messing around in the pool.
And I guess they were
just teasing Stephen.
One day he retaliated,
but no one got hurt.
After his mom died,
he was dealing with a lot of grief.
And by the time he was a teenager,
he barely spoke to anyone
except me, and then it was, you know...
I feel like Aaron
talks to everyone but me.
He just completely shuts me out.
Hmm.
Well, I guess I should
let you two get to bed.
It's getting late.
Stephen?
Stephen?
Stephen?
I told you, something's going on,
and it's not just in my head.
Mary, take a deep breath
and think about what you're saying.
Please just listen to me.
I thought it was a dream, but it wasn't.
I was awake and...
- Well, sleep parasomnia...
- It's not fucking sleep parasomnia, okay?
Please, you have to believe me.
And listen to what you're saying.
You're talking about ghosts!
This isn't you.
For God's sake, don't you think
I know how this sounds?
Something is happening. I can prove it.
Stephen, he has scratches on his face.
You are sleep deprived.
You're confused.
You're struggling to make sense of everything
and latching onto irrational explanations.
Look, maybe you scratched him
yourself by accident.
What?
Oh, God.
I don't know what's worse.
Either this really is happening,
or I'm losing my mind.
I keep hearing these weird noises
in the walls and under the floor.
Mary, I am here to help.
Listen, I'm gonna rush the lab
for your blood work,
and then I think we should get you
straight onto an anti-depressant.
I'll talk to you in a few hours, okay?
Okay.
Now, to some breaking news
concerning the young deaf boy reported
missing several days ago by Social Services.
Within the past hour, a boy fitting
the description of 9-year-old Tom Patterson
has been spotted in a park
in Hawthorne, Florida.
Acting on a call from a local resident,
Hawthorne police are now conducting
a wide search of the area.
They speculate he may have
traveled by Greyhound bus,
but as yet are still to determine
his exact whereabouts.
We'll be back after the break with more
on the winter storm heading our way.
- Only me!
- Hey!
Okay, I know you said that you
didn't need anything, but...
It's hardly my first rodeo, Luce.
Um... Sure you don't want
to stay with us tonight?
No, we're fine.
For a moment there, I thought I was...
Are you okay?
Yeah, it's nothing.
I just haven't been sleeping that well.
Um, sure you have everything?
Lanterns? Blankets?
Enough wood?
Yes, thank you.
Okay, take care, all right?
Yeah, you, too.
Yeah. Bye.
Bye.
Lanterns...
- Oh, God...
- It's just me.
You scared me.
Sorry to barge in. I tried knocking,
but no one answered.
I didn't hear your car.
Yeah, that plow just came.
Your drive's blocked.
I had to park down the road and walk in.
Oh. Okay.
I just came to say thank you
for last night and see if you're okay.
Aaron and I did end up getting
a suite down at the Holiday Inn,
so, you're sure you guys
don't want to come with us?
No, that's kind of you.
We've weathered worse.
I had a great time last night.
Me, too.
Um...
I can't tell you what a relief
it is they found Tom.
You know, the runaway kid.
Yeah, yeah, Florida.
That turned out to be a false alarm.
You didn't hear?
No.
I mean, I'm sure he's gonna turn up.
They'll probably find him two towns over.
...a little bit as you head
further up to the north.
No matter how you look at it though,
we're talking about a major winter storm...
You okay?
Uh...
I have a lot to do.
You don't mind letting yourself out.
Sure.
Doug! I'm...
Hi, Dr. Wilson. Sorry, I was downstairs.
- Mary?
- Yeah.
I have just gotten your blood work
back from the lab.
Okay.
- Frankly, I'm a little disappointed.
- What?
If you'd have told me
you were self-medicating,
we could have avoided
a lot of confusion here.
It's no wonder you're having
so many problems,
given the amount of pills you're taking.
What are you talking about?
Mary, benzodiazepines are not a class
of drugs we mess around with.
I'm not taking anything.
Aside from the fact that mixing
prescription drugs can be lethal...
Mixing?
I can only assume that you are
taking medication from Stephen,
which not only puts
your health at risk, but his also.
You're not listening to me.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I haven't taken anything.
I would have happily prescribed
you something to help you sleep.
It would have been less potent,
but of course I would have done it.
You've made a mistake,
those are not my results.
I'm sorry, I really can't talk right now.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
Mary.
Mary!
Mary? Mary?
The number you are trying
to call is not reachable.
Stephen. Stephen...
No! Stop!
Hush little baby
Don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird
Mama's gonna buy you a...
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Hey. It's okay. I'm here.
No, no, no, no, no, no! No!
It's okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Look. Look at me. It's your son, Stephen.
It's okay. I'm gonna take this off.
Okay.
I'm sorry. Okay.
Hush, no! Shh!
Don't scream!
It's okay. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay.
What's happening? Please.
I'm taking care of you,
just like you take care of me.
Am I dreaming?
No.
Not anymore.
I don't understand.
Is... And...
When I woke up in the hospital,
a week after the accident,
you were by my side,
waiting on my every need.
But you didn't move. You didn't speak.
No.
And you all assumed I couldn't.
I just didn't want it to end.
And the longer I did nothing,
the easier it got.
The doctors kept telling you
how little is known about the brain.
I couldn't understand.
Your scans kept improving.
Your reflexes were normal.
You saw what you wanted to see.
These last few months,
we've been so happy together.
Just you and me,
until he came here.
Tom.
I couldn't let him go.
He'd seen me.
- You killed him.
- I'm your son!
I'm your son.
Why did you always pick them over me?
I won't compete anymore.
Hey, no, no. It's okay. Shh.
Hey, look, hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay.
He's not a ghost.
He's downstairs.
I was gonna deal with him,
but he climbed into the crawlspace.
That was him in my room.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, I thought it was all over.
But I underestimated these.
He's alive.
I blocked him in.
I was waiting for him to starve.
That sound of him.
That sound of him
scratching around in the dark.
You know, one in your tea
used to put you down all night.
I had to up the dosage
since he's been here.
Hey, come here, come here.
Open your mouth.
- Please.
- Open.
No, no...
Ow!
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Swallow.
Swallow.
Good girl.
When you wake up, he'll be gone.
We can go back to normal.
Just you and me. I promise.
Hello?
No! No, do not put me on hold again.
I need you to send someone out
to see Mary Portman.
At 28 Delphi Lane.
No. She...
No, she has not been in an accident.
I think she's being drugged.
You have reached your destination.
What?
Shit.
Oh, God...
Shut up!
Shut up!
I thought you'd be happy.
Now you don't have to send me away.
I just want to help you, Stephen.
You were in a terrible accident.
You're not well.
I heard you
last night.
You're trying to send me away again.
Because of him!
No, no, it's not because of him.
You gave him my room.
You're replacing me!
No one could ever replace you.
I promise.
Please, just put the ax down,
and we can talk about this.
I can fix this.
We can go back to how it was.
And I can get you some help, okay?
Please, just put the ax down.
It's not loaded.
I'm doing this for us!
Are you okay?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
No!
Run!
Stephen, please, stop!
Stop it! Stop it!
You're ruining everything.
Calm down.
I am trying to fix your mess.
Stephen, this isn't you.
Shut up. Just shut up. You don't know me.
- You're a good boy, Stephen.
- No.
It was just the accident.
It wasn't an accident!
I didn't care if I died as long as he did.
You're what I... You...
You were sending me away.
I had to stop him.
I couldn't let him take me away from you.
Don't touch me.
I would rather die than be away from you.
Shh...
We don't need anyone else.
Oh, God. Tom!
No!
Oh, God. Where are you?
Oh, Tom.
Tom, come.
Come down. Come.
Come with me. Quick!
Hush little baby
Don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird won't sing
Mary?
It's Dr. Wilson, are you...
Are you okay?
Mary?
Anybody home?
Everybody okay?
I just thought we'd, uh,
have a little chat
before the police get here.
Oh, God.
I don't really think
that we have time for...
For games right now, do we?
Stephen, it's Dr. Wilson.
Stephen?
You told her to get rid of me.
But she loves me.
And no one is gonna keep us apart.
Tom. It's okay, he's gone.
It's okay.
Here. Put this on.
He's coming.
Oh, God.
You stay here.
I'm coming back for you.
Oh, God, Doug!
Quick, come with me.
Wait...
Wait here. Wait.
Dr. Wilson...
I'm sorry.
It's okay. I'm gonna get you out of here.
He was here...
The whole time.
I'm so sorry.
In Stephen's mind...
Don't challenge his delusions.
You understand?
Don't let him see the boy.
It's you he wants, only you.
Enter his delusions...
It's okay, I get you.
No. Get the boy out.
Oh, God!
Oh, God.
Stay here.
It's okay.
No!
Stop! Stop! Please!
No, stop it!
No, listen to me.
- Stop. Listen to me.
- No! No!
Calm down, calm down.
You were right, okay?
I was focused on my patients, when
I should have been thinking about you.
- No! No, too late!
- Wait! Stop!
I didn't know.
I didn't understand
that you were doing it for us.
I didn't know.
So that we could be together.
No. You liar! You're helping him.
- No, I got rid of him.
- No.
I did! He's gone now.
It's just you and me, I promise!
- This is our house.
- No.
You were right.
He shouldn't be here.
I was confused.
I thought I'd lost you.
But now you're here.
How could I ever replace you?
I love you, Stephen.
This is where you belong.
You!
Oh, God.
Tom.
There's no way down from there. Quick!
I got you.
I got you.
That's it.
Okay, let's go. Let's go. Quick.
Let's go.
Tom!
Run, Tom!
Go!
Stephen, no!
Please!
Please, no.
Move.
No!
Tom! Tom!
I got you. I got you.
I got...
Are you ready to do this?
Yup, I am.
We both are.
The papers will be waiting for you.
Thanks, Joan.
He's a lucky kid.
Can I see?
It's good.
You want a dog?
Maybe.
It's gonna be good.
And if that mockingbird don't sing
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
Hush, little baby, don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird