Peter, where is your father?
[Peter] He's been delayed, actually.
We cannot start until everyone is here.
Is the father who I think it is?
[Masha] We need investors, do we not?
[Helena] There are plenty of billionaires that aren't David Sharpe.
You're late.
So, no "Nice to see you again"?
[sighs]
[Imogen] I had a great time last night.
So did I. We should do this again?
- Your dad's coming soon. - In theory, yes.
[Imogen] If he's anything like my mother, he'll be here.
You must excuse my daughter. 35 is such a difficult age.
[Imogen] We were supposed to come here to work on our relationship.
[Victoria] Can we please just enjoy this beautiful spa?
Sister Agnes, you have arrived safely.
I used to be a nun.
I wish that I could be that present, like you.
No, you don't want to be like me.
[Tina] Why'd you stop believing?
I came here because I'm looking for absolution,
and only she can grant that.
Masha?
God.
[Martin] I just think that having her here, it's-- it's a mistake.
And as a professional, I cannot work with her.
Of course you can.
I... No, I don't want to.
You just need to grow a pair.
I have a pair. Believe me, I have quite the pair.
Then, stop being so scared and stick up for yourself, okay?
It is my wish that you both share responsibilities for this place.
- It'll be good for you, Martin. - Well, it's not good for this place.
Just stop.
Just stop and make it work, okay?
- [Helena coughing] - [door closes]
[continues coughing]
- Are you okay? - [Helena] Yeah, yeah, yeah, fine.
- [Helena coughing] - I didn't mean to inflame you.
I'm fine! [continues coughing]
[ ♪ tense music playing]
[panicked breathing]
- [water running] - [grunts softly]
["Dream" by Roy Orbison playing]
♪ Dream ♪
♪ When you're feeling blue ♪
♪ Dream ♪
♪ That's the thing to do ♪
♪ Just watch the smoke rings ♪
♪ Rise in the air ♪
♪ You'll find your share ♪
♪ Of memories there ♪
♪ So dream ♪
- [yawning] - ♪ When the day is through ♪
- Good morning, Mom. - ♪ Dream ♪
♪ And they might come true ♪
- [church bell tolling] - ♪ Things ♪
♪ Never are as bad as they seem ♪
[ ♪ music fades out]
[knocking]
[door creaking]
[Agnes exhales sharply]
[Masha] Sister Agnes?
[door closes]
Is it comfortable down there?
It doesn't look it. Scoot over, let me see.
[Masha sighs]
These are premium towels, but we do have a whole bed right there.
Yes, I noticed.
Why did you come here, Agnes?
[distant bell tolls]
[ ♪ gentle music playing]
I think I'm here to try and deal with my guilt.
- Guilt about what? - My sin.
Can you be more specific?
No.
You know, I've met people who are so obsessed
with being comfortable that even the softest mattress
or the plushest pillows or--
or the highest thread count sheets are not good enough.
Not comfortable, not enough.
I don't have that problem.
Oh, I think you have a lot more in common with those people than you think.
I don't follow.
Come on, hiking all the way up Zauberwald in rags,
or hauling Brian's bags up to his room... [chuckling]
or lying here on this hardwood floor.
- We have a bed of nails, if you'd prefer. - [chuckles]
Somewhere in storage. I can find it.
This is my version of comfortable, that's all.
We're not here to be comfortable, Sister.
And I think there's an idea, a very Christian idea,
that you are extremely uncomfortable with.
What's that?
Forgiveness.
[scoffs] No, of course not.
I'll forgive anyone.
- Does that include yourself? - There would be no point.
Why do you say that?
Because it won't change anything.
It won't bring her back to life.
[Victoria] You're very mysterious, aren't you?
I beg your pardon?
Oh, just so unassuming with your abstemious little bowl of gruel.
I mean, not a bad thing. Confidence whispers, as they say.
Mom, leave the poor nun alone.
Honey, we're simply having a nice conversation over breakfast.
Don't be so unsociable.
- You're prying. - [Victoria] I'm interested.
Isn't that the whole point of this retreat,
to unashamedly demand all the grisly details
of other people's lives?
Speaking of which, where is that presumably handsome
and charming father of yours?
[Peter] [sighs] Your guess is as good as mine.
- I still haven't heard from him. - He's not here.
[Masha] Hm. I can see that.
Maybe he's still asleep. I could go wake him?
- No. - So, what do we do?
Continue with the schedule.
Very well, um... [clearing throat]
Then, um, we'll start in, let's say half an hour.
- Great. - [Martin] With or with without him.
- Mm-hmm. - New necklace today?
[ ♪ mysterious music playing]
Nothing is new, Martin. Just open for reinterpretation.
[Martin] Just don't be late. We'll be waiting.
So, what is the canonization process like?
Are there luncheons? Do the cardinals campaign?
It's the Vatican, Mother, not the Golden Globes.
Well, darling, they're both just money-laundering schemes
with fabulous wardrobes.
- Guten Morgen, Leute. - Good morning.
At this time, you will conclude your breakfasts,
and then please gather on the front portico
- for immediate transport. - Transport?
[Martin] You may bring water for the journey, but nothing else.
Today, we'll start the protocol, and we're going on a field trip.
[Mike] [over computer] We're also negotiating with our overseas team
to prioritize what's possible-- - [David] Let-- just let me stop you there.
What I'm not hearing is why this is only coming up a week before launch.
[loud whirring and banging, drowning out conversation]
[Mike] They're working through some internal restructuring and changes--
Hold-- hold on. Hold on.
[loud whirring continues]
- [David] Hey! - [whirring continues]
Hey, guys?
[sighs]
Fuck sake. Unbelievable.
Sorry about that. [clearing throat]
Mike, you were saying?
- [audio crackling] - Mike?
Can you hear me?
[computer chimes]
[ ♪ gentle music playing]
[Peter] This is exciting. It kinda brings back memories.
- [Imogen] Memories of what? - [Peter] Oh, you know,
doing mushrooms and going on school trips and things.
- You never did that? - Certainly not.
Imogen only attended the most academically rigorous schools.
And besides, nobody ever offered her any.
[Peter] Well, that's something we should fix.
But what say you and I commandeer the back seats
and, uh, canoodle?
Is that what kind of kid you were?
Commandeering back seats and canoodling with a coat over your lap?
- Your mom's right there. - [Martin] Everyone, the elevator's here.
She and the Fresh Prince of Ryanair don't require any level of discretion, so...
Oh, Fresh Prince of Ryanair? That's a-- that's a really good one.
How long have you been sitting on that one for?
[Imogen] It was just extremely spontaneous.
Oh!
[Martin] Could you just please walk towards it in an orderly manner?
Good morning.
Have you, um...
Have you installed a-- a signal jammer on my roof?
- You're late. - Okay, fine.
Well, that's my mistake, but what I'd like to discuss first,
is I'm in the middle of a meeting,
you've installed a signal jammer on my roof.
Did you see your son this morning?
- I was about to. - It's almost noon.
If I hadn't seen my child in months, wild horses couldn't keep me away.
Look, if you don't get your guys to take it down,
I'm gonna-- I'm gonna climb up there, I'll take it down myself.
It's true, we have some planned renovations for your roof,
but a signal jammer, no, no.
If there's problem with your internet, it has to be your satellites.
You know, I could just leave. Do you want me to leave?
I can have the chopper here in two hours.
[scoffs lightly] Feel free.
But if you're having so much trouble
not using your electronic toys for a few days,
then I would strongly suggest you forcing yourself to do a detox.
Fine.
You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna push the meeting.
So, how can I join up with the group?
[scoffs] No.
- No, you can't do that. - Course I can.
No, absolutely not.
They will be returning this evening.
[sighs] And you will see them then.
Well, what am I supposed to do all day?
You could join me on my midday routine.
Sure.
- I'll get my coat. - Wonderful.
So, are we waiting on Masha, or what?
Well...
You know what? Not anymore.
So, um, everybody...
board the car, please.
[ ♪ gentle music playing]
- After you. - No, no, please.
No, no, please, I insist.
- No, I-- - [announcer speaking indistinctly on PA]
Okay. Okay.
- Sorry. - [Brian grunts]
- Oh! - Oh, oh, I'm-- I'm sorry.
- [door shuts] - Sorry.
- I am so sorry. - That's fine. It's fine.
It's not like you're Nate from The Nut Bunch Gang.
Well, if I were, you'd have felt it on your leg.
[laughing]
[ ♪ gentle music continues]
I'm sorry for being such a horrible bitch yesterday.
It's okay.
Believe me, I'm used to a public shaming.
Can I still be a Crabapple Club member in good standing?
Raise your right hand.
And recite the clubhouse pledge three times and one time backwards.
Don't push it, Tumkin.
[ ♪ gentle music playing]
[church bell tolling in distance]
[Mother Irene] What called you?
God called me to serve.
God calls many.
Why have you chosen to listen?
[ ♪ gentle music continues]
- [car thudding] - [Agnes] Oh.
Jesus Christ.
[Agnes breathing heavily]
I'm sorry, darling.
[♪ "Angel, Theme from 'Taxi'" by Bob James playing]
[♪ soft flute playing]
[inaudible]
Oh my gosh. I used to collect these as a kid.
I'm very sorry to ask, but would it be okay
if we walk a little bit faster
- because the others are... - Oh, yes.
Thank you. I'm gonna get those two.
[laughing]
- Little question, sorry to interrupt. - Amazing. Yeah.
Would it be okay if you look at that later again, or like another day?
- Sure. - Thank you so much.
[David] I haven't brought the right shoes for this.
Oh. Well, you can wear mine, if you like.
[David laughing]
[both panting]
Here.
No, it's good.
It's healthy to feel grounded to the earth.
Our feet weren't designed for modern shoes anyway.
- [exhales slowly] - Okay.
[Masha breathing heavily]
Not far.
- [Peter] Okay. - [Imogen chuckling]
- This way. - [Victoria] Mm.
[♪ gentle music playing]
♪
[Imogen] Look at that.
[group chattering indistinctly]
[ ♪ gentle music continues]
[sniffing] Oh, my God!
May I have your full attention, please?
Are we actually supposed to drink this?
Is it that bad?
- [all sniffing] - [all] Oh!
It smells like a porta-potty at Coachella. [laughing]
- You've never been to Coachella. - You don't know.
Okay, enough. You can put your lids back on your thermoses.
Good. So, as some of you
may have already guessed, these thermoses
do contain your first dose of the medication.
Each contains a proprietary blend calibrated specifically to you.
We are here at the Alpinkulturundkunstehalle today
to make an exploration of the past.
He's cute, but it's sort of like watching an understudy, isn't it?
- [Brian laughing] - [Imogen shushing]
- Um, excuse me. - Sorry.
So, we begin with a meditation.
[bowl ringing]
[Martin humming mantra]
- [Tina giggling] - [whispering] Stop it.
[Matteo laughing]
[Martin continues humming]
[Imogen begins humming]
[all slowly begin humming mantra]
[humming stops]
Now, with your nervous system perfectly calm...
you may again open your thermoses.
[sighs] There is no way I'm gonna drink this.
That's not optional.
Everything is optional, darling.
Life is optional.
[Victoria sighs deeply]
And you may now drink the medication.
Cheers.
[whispering] This better be fucking worth it.
It will be, I promise.
[flasks clinking]
- [Imogen] What are you doing? - Giving you some of mine.
- It's forbidden. - [Matteo] Imogen?
Mama is here with you, okay? You have this experience together.
Disgusting tea or no disgusting tea.
Well, I'm just shocked she turned down a mind-obliterating substance, is all.
- [Brian exhaling sharply] - [Martin] You okay, Brian?
[groaning] Yeah.
You may lie down on your mats.
- And if you have any concerns... - [Victoria sighs]
...or would like to talk about something, I'm here.
[all sigh]
[softly] And off we go.
[both panting]
[ ♪ gentle music playing]
[wind whistling]
[Masha breathing heavily]
[sighs, exhales sharply] I do this every day.
- [exhales sharply] - What?
[Masha breathing heavily]
- [Masha grunts] - [water splashing]
[gasps, exhaling sharply]
You wanna join me? Huh?
- Join you? - Yes.
Uh... sure.
Great. [exhales]
It's good for the heart, good for the fat cells, good for the mind.
[clearing throat] I know.
I, uh... I've done this before.
Yeah. I have one of these in Jackson Hole--
- [water splashing] - Oh, fuck.
[Masha] First minute's the worst, but then...
- your body will adjust. - [David breathing heavily]
- Yeah, right. - You can climb out anytime you want.
Um... thanks for the offer, but I'm good.
[Masha] Mind if I ask you some questions?
Because it takes your mind off the cold.
Shoot.
How often do you see your son?
My son? Uh, regularly.
[Masha] How many times a year?
Well, that's-- that's not really, uh, any of your business, is it?
Don't think. Just a number.
- Why? - Because the cold could go to your head.
I need to make sure that you're coherent. [exhales sharply]
I've never been more, uh, coherent.
- I'm good. - You have to know your limits.
Overexposure can be very dangerous.
Well, I'm not-- I'm not getting out till you do. [chuckles]
I do 10-minute bouts.
[heavy breaths] You have to work up to it.
Ten minutes?
That's not a problem.
[water gurgling]
[David breathing heavily]
So, tell me, do you miss your son?
[whimpering] I, uh...
[ ♪ tense music playing]
David?
[voice echoing] David?
Breathe, David, breathe.
David, you need to get out.
You're going into shock. Breathe.
[normal] Alright, that's it. Out!
[church bells tolling]
[church bells continue tolling]
[Martin] Agnes?
Yes.
[Martin] Church bells, do you hear them?
Yes.
How do they make you feel?
I have nothing inside me.
Would you like to explore that nothingness?
Yes.
[church bells continue tolling]
[♪ gentle string music playing]
[whimpering]
[Imogen] Oh, my God.
Peter, it's Heidi and Peter all grown up.
But I'm Peter, and you're Imogen.
No, Heidi, the-- the little Swiss girl with the grandfather.
And her best friend Klara was differently abled,
but she taught her to walk again through the power of self-belief
- and fresh mountain air. - This is a book, right?
Yes, it's a classic. It's a classic.
- And you've read it? - Of course.
Okay.
And her friend Peter was a little boy goatherd,
and he had no father.
- His daddy died? - Mm-hmm.
But then he became the goat lord?
A goatherd.
That's nice. [breathing heavily]
[whispering] Oh, my God.
[♪ string music continues playing]
Oh, my God. [laughing]
What is it?
[♪ harp glissandos]
- [♪ yodeling music playing] - Oh, my God.
[exhales sharply] You're Peter.
- I am Peter. - You're Peter.
And I'm Heidi.
I'm Peter, and you're Heidi.
I'm Heidi and you're Peter.
I'm Peter and you're Heidi.
[laughing] I'm Heidi, you're Peter!
I'm Peter, the Lord of Goats, and you're Heidi!
[Imogen and Peter laughing]
Oh, good for you, darling.
[Brian] ♪ Play, play all day ♪
♪ Don't delay ♪
♪ At the Crabapple Clubhouse right this way ♪
♪ Won't you stay at the Crabapple Clubhouse ♪
♪ We're waiting for you ♪
Do you know where I can get a drink?
[sighs] Yes.
[chuckles] There's a water fountain down the hall.
- Oh. Okay. - Let's go.
- ♪ H2O when you're on the go ♪ - [Victoria grunting]
♪ Seven glasses every day, boom-boom-boom ♪
- ♪ H2O when you're on the go ♪ - Thank you.
♪ Keeps the dehy... ♪ [kiss smacks]
♪ ...dration away ♪
Hello, young man. What are you doing here?
♪ Making a shoe with a little brass tack ♪
♪ Looks like my size, well, how about that, whoo! ♪
- [voice sobbing] - [statue cracking]
[voice screaming]
[cracking intensifies]
[Tina] Fuck! Fuck.
What? What is it, Bunny?
- No, it's-- - Talk to me, tell me.
It's fine. [retching]
No. Is it anxiety?
No, no, no. It's my-- it's my stomach.
It just feels like--
it just feels like somebody's wringing it like a sponge.
Water.
- Water. - No, I don't want water.
Baby, come.
[Tina groaning]
[Tina retching]
[Wolfie] You think you might be sick?
Maybe, um, okay, maybe we should get Martin.
I think he must be some kind of like a medical--
- [♪ foreboding music playing] - [softly] I'm a nurse.
[louder] I am. I'm a nurse.
- I thought you were a nun. - I'm both.
[Wolfie] It's okay, baby.
Could you please just leave me the fuck alone?
[voice distorting] Let me help, please! Let me help!
[Martin] [muffled] Agnes.
It's a common reaction to the medication.
She'll be fine.
[indistinct voices echoing]
The bells.
[echoing voices continue]
[♪ gentle music playing]
[people chattering]
- [server] Champagne? - [Victoria] Mm.
That's fine, thank you. Danke.
Prost.
- ♪ [gentle music playing] - [people chattering muffled]
[ice rattling]
[sighs]
[people chattering]
[♪ ethereal music playing]
[♪ choral music playing]
[bell tolling]
[bell continues tolling]
[door closes]
[Agnes praying indistinctly]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
God has forsaken me. [sobbing]
The divine voice, I can't hear it anymore.
What if-- what if it never comes back?
What if-- what if it... what if it was never really there?
[patient screaming]
[straining]
Alright, alright. I'm going to check, okay?
We're going to check.
Sorry. Sorry.
Uh... uh, I'll-- I'll be right back.
- Mother Irene. - Yes, my child?
She's bleeding, uh, hemorrhaging,
and I-- I don't think the pregnancy is where it's supposed to be.
Every pregnancy is where it's supposed to be.
You must not subvert the will of God, my child.
But... uh, she's in pain. She could die.
Then pray for her soul. He will listen.
[♪ foreboding music playing]
[patient straining]
[gasp echoing]
[Agnes] [sobbing] She died, and the baby died.
Mother was wrong. She was wrong.
I'm begging. I'm begging.
I need to be absolved.
I need to be forgiven. Please.
[sobbing]
Aren't you going to say something?
Father? Father, are you there?
Father, answer me.
Father, where are you?!
[♪ Peter yodeling]
- [Imogen gasping and giggling] - Mein Heidi, I'm home.
Oh! Schatzi, just put the wood by the hearth.
Of course, my darling.
[grunting] Oh!
Mein back hurts because of all ze dancing
I've been doing in ze meadow...
- Aw! - ...because of my Schuhplattler.
[laughing] Schatzi, may I see?
Of course, my darling.
- [Peter exclaiming] - [Imogen cheering and clapping]
- [lighter clicking] - [flint striking]
[♪ "When It's Time to Go" by Buddy Fo and His Group playing]
I can never win with her.
The sad part of it is,
I only married those bozos because of her.
I wanted to give her the world.
- ♪ Will I be a bore ♪ - But apparently, the world wasn't enough.
Hey, this is a James Bond film, right?
[Wolfie] Are you sure that she's gonna be okay?
It's the same number as before.
[Wolfie] Yeah, but is that a good number?
[Martin] It's a better number than I've ever had.
Jesus, guys, I'm fine.
Martin, you seem stressed, man.
You gotta just take some of these fucking mushrooms.
- It's not really how that works-- - [Brian] ♪ H2O ♪
[singing] ♪ It's a magic drink ♪
♪ The stuff of life coming right from the sink ♪
Okay, um, I'm-- I'm very sorry,
but you have just monopolized my time a little bit,
and I must keep an eye on the others, yeah.
- Bye, Martin. - Bye-bye, Tina.
Bye-bye, Tina.
Bunny, just tell me what you need, okay.
- How can I fix this? - I don't need anything.
You know, I think I'm just gonna be like this for the rest of my life.
- I'm cool with that. - [laughing]
Mein Schatzi, I am so happy that your mother
- took the twins for ze weekend. - Oh, I too am very happy
because I do not want any children to see what I'm about to do next.
I call zis ze Bavarian Boat Motoring.
- Oh, no! [exclaiming] - [sputtering loudly]
- [sputtering loudly and laughing] - Oh! Oh! [laughing]
[laughter echoing]
No, um...
Imogen, Peter, could you please
continue your experience from the other side of the rope?
Yeah? Thank you.
I'm sorry, but is somebody smoking in here?
[Victoria] Oops. Sorry, darling, that was me.
Well, did you-- did you put it out?
[ ♪ eerie music plays]
- [yelping] - [whispering] Hello, Martin.
I'm here.
Okay.
- I'm here. - Yeah, good, okay, Brian.
Brian, um, we're standing-- I'm standing on the mat
- with my shoes on, could you... - [Brian sighs]
[Martin] Everybody, please, could we gather?
Could you all please get on the mats again, yeah?
- Milady. - Okay.
- Oh, thank you very much. - [Tina chuckling]
Um, get to the mats, thank you. Thank you.
Agnes?
- [Imogen, Peter] Agnes. - [Brian] Aggie.
[Martin whispering in German]
Uh, sorry. Has anybody here seen Agnes?
- Agnes. - [Imogen] Agnes.
[Martin] Yes, Agnes. Has anybody seen her
- in the last few minutes? - Agnes.
[group laughing]
[Peter] Aggie. [laughing]
Um...
Okay, um... just stay where you are,
I'll be there in a moment, yeah? Give me a little moment.
- [Martin muttering in German] - [Brian] Agnes.
- [head thudding] - [Agnes grunting]
[shouting]
[♪ tense music playing]
Forgive me. [gasping] Forgive me, Father.
Forgive me. [sobbing]
[♪ music stops]
[bird chirping]
Are you feeling better?
- Uh... - You had a shock to the system.
- Yeah. - It's probably gonna take you
a few hours to fully recover.
So, you can rest here...
until you're a hundred percent.
[clearing throat] Okay.
Is this your room?
No, this is a guest room.
It was the closest room to getting you out of the elements.
- Ah. - And getting you warm.
You haven't changed much in 20 years, have you?
I've changed quite a bit.
I mean, you're still crazy.
[chuckles softly] I hope so.
- But you look the same. - [chuckles] Not really.
When I saw that New Yorker cover, it took me a moment to place you, but...
[sighs] I couldn't forget that face.
Yeah, yeah. Okay.
Have you changed?
- Me? No. - No?
No, I... I'm a bit older.
Company's a bit bigger, but, um, I've always known who I am
so, no need to change.
And that is a good thing?
Yeah, I think so.
Okay. Okay.
Well, if you feel lightheaded
or not well, you can call reception.
They will bring you anything you need.
- Well, you're the boss. - [scoffs] Yes.
Nice necklace, by the way.
Thank you. It was given to me by an old friend.
Who you just tried to kill.
Who I saved.
And who I could save more if he would let me.
[Masha chuckles softly]
Get some rest.
[♪ gentle music playing]
[Martin] Guten Abend. Hello.
Yeah.
[keys jingling]
Danke schoen.
Agnes.
[cell door closes]
I'm sorry, I'm just relieved that you're safe.
May I ask what happened? Please.
[sighs] I just wanted to go to confession.
Okay.
What did you want to confess?
It doesn't matter.
No one was there.
No priest, no God. Just me.
I was talking to myself.
May I?
[Agnes] Yes, please.
Agnes, now you're talking to me.
It's inexcusable what's happened.
Now, I should not have been conducting this exercise alone.
It was way too much for one person to supervise safely,
and I should not have been p--
You... should not have been put...
in this position.
It's just-- it's infuriating.
[Martin sighs]
She-- she was supposed to be with you?
Ah.
She didn't show up.
But other things were more important to her.
- Perhaps she had a higher calling. - But higher than your safety?
I am responsible for what happened to me, not her.
Not you.
Not Mother, not God.
And now...
I want go home.
[♪ poignant music playing]
This way, Fräulein.
- Oh, danke schoen, mein"frau-man." - [laughing]
[♪ gentle music playing]
I have a strange feeling you might actually, um... like me.
Is that accurate?
Yeah, I'd say that was accurate. Uh-huh.
[ ♪ gentle music continues]
[both laughing]
[Peter] [muttering] ...the key.
- [keys jingling] - Yeah, there.
[Imogen chuckles]
[Peter] Oh, watch out.
[both grunting, laughing]
- [Imogen yelping] - Oh!
Fuck, oh my God. Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
Who the fuck is that? [gasping]
Dad?
Oh, son, hi.
- What are you doing here? - What do you mean, what am I doing here?
- What are you doing here? - This is my room.
Oh.
Masha put me here.
- Uh, why? - It's a long story.
Probably her idea of a joke.
Um... Okay, um...
- [David groaning] - Whoa. Are you okay?
Uh, yeah, I'm fine.
I really didn't think you were gonna be able to make it.
I got held up a couple of days in Munich.
No, I know, but I-- I texted you and I-- and I tried to call, but...
Well, I texted you.
But you know what the signal's like in these mountains.
Anyway, good to see you.
Yeah.
Great to see you.
- Hi. - Hello.
David Sharpe.
Imogen Auclair.
Lovely to meet you, Imogen.
Sorry it's under such, uh, bizarre circumstances.
Oh, it's fine.
Imogen's a, um, a friend.
She's actually here for the retreat as well.
- We met a couple days ago. - Oh.
Great.
- Very nice. - Yep.
Good on you.
[Imogen chuckles awkwardly]
Well, it's late. I should probably get back to my room.
I'll leave you guys to it.
And we can catch up over breakfast in the morning.
- Okay. - Don't be late.
Apparently, they're very strict about that kind of thing around here.
No, for sure. Uh, Dad, just, um...
Um...
I just wanted to say, um, I'm really glad you're here.
Oh. Me too, my boy.
Big day tomorrow, I imagine.
Maybe get some rest.
Yeah, no, that's-- that's a good idea, um...
[door closes]
[Imogen] [clicking tongue] So...
That was your dad.
Yeah, that was-- that was Dad. [chuckles]
[chuckles nervously]
- You know, I think, um, I think it's-- - Yeah.
- Maybe we should, um-- - Yeah, no, you're right.
- We should-- - No.
Sleep, um...
Daddy knows best.
Yeah, he does.
- Um... - [chuckles] Okay.
[♪ "Change" by Big Thief playing]
♪ Change, like the wind ♪
♪ Like the water, like skin ♪
♪ Change, like the sky ♪
♪ Like the leaves, like a butterfly ♪
♪ Would you live forever, never die ♪
♪ While everything around passes ♪
♪ Would you smile forever, never cry ♪
♪ While everything you know passes ♪
- ♪ Death's like a door ♪ - [phone buzzing]
♪ To a place we've never been before ♪
Hello?
[Masha] [on phone] I'm just checking that your satellite is up again.
Oh, so you switched off the signal jammer on the roof, huh?
[Masha] I don't know what you're talking about.
Why do you think it rattled you so much to see your son?
Rattled? I wasn't rattled.
Not sure I would have planned our reunion that way though.
[Masha] You're used to seeing Peter on your terms.
Is that it?
Look, this is all very cute, Masha. You made your point.
- ♪ Would you walk forever in the light ♪ - [sighs]
- I'm just starting to get a little-- - [Masha] Sorry, I can't hear you.
[connection cutting out] You're breaking up. Hello?
- [button clicking] - [David] [over phone] Hello?
- Hello, Masha? - I can't hear you.
- [David] Hello? - Sorry.
[phone beeps]
[♪ ethereal music playing]
Oh, well, fuck you too.
[♪ ethereal music continues]
[♪ upbeat jazzy music playing]
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