[Imogen] Your dad's David Sharpe?
- Yeah. - What is he like then?
He's a genius.
My father is dead. My mother, too.
- What happened? - War.
My dad died when I was a kid, too.
And I just don't really like talking about it.
- [Tina] Why do you hate your mom? - I adore her.
But she's never adored me
or, uh, even really liked me.
We'll have a mother-daughter slumber party.
Are you on your way to your mother? But she's waiting for you.
Mom!
Tell me that you're gonna love me the way I am, please.
I thought that you were passionate about music.
And if she's really gone forever, I don't know what I'm doing here anymore.
- [David] Why didn't you tell me? - I wrote to you.
I waited for you.
You never came.
[David] [on recording] I know you need money.
[Masha] I don't want you doing this out of guilt for my daughter.
[David] Our daughter.
♪
Hm. You think he is playing me?
[Helena scoffs]
[Masha] Can we accept help from someone
who has done what he's done?
Because when I'm with him,
I am with my daughter's murderer.
I know this.
But then I look in his eyes, I see her eyes,
and he feels like family.
This is-- it's very frightening to me.
Masha, your daughter was killed in an accident.
It was random, a cruel twist of fate.
And as much as you try and make sense of the universe,
as much as you want to retrofit your story with meaning,
sometimes things are meaningless.
Sometimes there's just shit and nothing else.
[softly] But if we accept his help,
he needs to atone for what he has done.
[whispering] Or you could choose to forgive him.
No.
That forgiveness isn't solely mine to give.
♪
[♪ low, mystical music playing]
[birds squawking]
[planes flying overhead]
[Matteo panting]
[plane engine roaring]
[Matteo grunting]
[distant gunfire]
[breathing heavily]
I'm here and I'm safe. I'm here and I'm safe.
I'm here, I'm safe. I'm here, I'm safe.
[catching breath] I'm here. I'm safe.
[breathing deeply]
[♪ gentle harpsichord music playing]
[exhales sharply]
[Tina sighs]
Hi.
Hi. [sighing]
- Sorry if I-- - No, no.
You have nothing-- you have nothing to apologize for.
[sighs, sniffles]
It was actually-- it was really nice talking to you.
[both chuckle]
[door opening]
- Imogen? - [Imogen] Yeah?
Why are you here? Where-- where is your mother?
[Imogen] Uh, not with me.
[shivering] What? Why?
Uh, because she blew me off,
so you can probably find her still passed out on the couch
holding her Mother of the Year award.
- [Matteo scoffs, muttering] - [Imogen sighs]
I don't wanna talk about it.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
Hey!
Hey, are-- are you okay?
Oh, yes, I'm fine, darling.
Really?
I'm just resting after all of yesterday's fun.
[sighs] Yeah.
Okay. Come on, we... get up.
Ah, yes, well, the problem is, I don't think I can.
It seems I'm too weak to move.
What-- at all?
Um, first, my leg gives out, and now I...
I can't control my hand.
Um, do you want me to call your doctor?
No!
No, please, darling.
It's not as though I have anywhere to be.
I just need a little bit of time to gather my strength.
Oh. Look, I can wiggle my pinky.
Ta-da!
[♪ somber music playing]
[Matteo] Alright, come on, up.
- Okay. - I'll help you, come on.
[Victoria wincing, groaning]
Oh, well done, well done.
Thank you, darling. Wonderful.
[chuckles]
So, you just-- you just go off by yourself.
I just need another hour or so, okay?
You sure?
Darling, there's nothing anyone can do for me.
- Go. - Okay.
Although, if you do stumble upon something cold, French, and dry,
I could find the strength to swallow it.
[both laughing]
When are you going to tell her?
Oh, screw it. She can think whatever she wants.
I'm her unreliable but irresistibly fabulous mother
drowning herself in pills, booze, and adorable men.
You can't go on like this forever.
I know. Luckily, I don't have forever left.
[Brian] Agnes!
[in sinister voice] Good morning, Sister.
Looks like God made a boo-boo and put you down here with me.
So much for a lifetime in His service.
[laughing evilly]
Ho-ho! Good morning.
- [screaming] - What? It's funny.
Where did you even get that thing?
I got it in the village, while you were being arrested.
It's-- it's handmade. Only 500 euro.
Oh, what a steal.
It's an antique. And...
- I got one for you. - You got one for me.
- [sinister voice] I did. Oh. - You got one for me.
Open it, Sister, please.
- Please, I'm so lonely. - Oh, she's beautiful.
- I need a friend. - Hello!
- Will you be my friend? - [laughing]
- Yes, I'll be your friend. - Yes.
- Dance with me, come on. - There you, you're my friend!
- You're my friend. - Come to the dark side. [laughing evilly]
- How did it go last night? - It worked.
Hmm.
It worked beautifully.
- You unearthed his trauma? - Mm.
- Did you? - Yes.
We, uh, worked through a lot of traumatic moments,
but it was a big breakthrough.
Does he want to invest?
I didn't ask him, but I will.
So, now, um, now that you've tested it...
Yes, we can use it on the others. It should be Peter.
Peter should be first.
[Peter] It was a one-night stand in Prague, and she got pregnant?
Yeah, and she had a daughter.
- Our daughter. - And you believe her?
Why would she lie? Why wouldn't she lie?
I thought you didn't care about the money.
Look, I don't care about the money, alright, Dad?
I care about somebody taking advantage of you
because you couldn't keep it in your pants 25 years ago.
And Jesus, you were still married to Mom back then.
And when, precisely, do you think she took up with that lion tamer, hm?
He was a wildlife conservationist, okay?
- Until the mauling. - Yeah, and you paid his medical bills.
Look, you honestly think I'm a mark, is that it?
Either I'm a calculating hegemonic capitalist overlord, or I'm a mark.
- Which is it? - [sighs] Oh, my God.
This place is weird, okay?
She's weird.
I just don't want to see you taken advantage of again, alright?
Look, I had that worry too, but she hasn't asked me for anything.
Not a penny.
And the little girl is dead, so you don't have to worry
about your inheritance that you find so burdensome.
[groaning loudly]
- You know, I'm gonna go. - Where are you going?
Have a one-on-one with the lady that's trying to hustle my dad.
- [David] Son, we don't love you any less. - [video game noises]
I know it's a shock, but nothing's gonna change.
[Angela] Well, something is going to change.
[David] Well, yeah, something will change.
Um, we're gonna live separately now.
Look, I know it's a lot to take in, pal, but do you have any questions for us?
[video game powering down]
[rain pattering]
- What happened? - [David] Well, we just, uh...
[Angela] Just tell him.
[David] [clearing throat] We've grown apart.
We still have a lot of love for one another, but people change,
you know, and sometimes they change too much to live happily together.
Is it my fault?
- [David] No. - [Angela] Oh, no, of course not, honey.
How could you think that? David, tell him how silly that is.
Dad... who's that?
[video game noises glitching]
Dad, where are you going?
[Young Peter's voice echoing] Dad!
[exclaiming]
- [panicked breathing] - [Masha] Take a deep breath.
- Deep breath. - Dad?!
You're here.
- You're here with me. - Dad?
Where is he? He was just here.
You were in a difficult memory in your childhood.
- Take a deep breath, you're safe. - What did you give me?
It's a very low dose. You tolerated it beautifully.
So, try to stay in the memory, let it wash through you.
No, no, no, no, you-- You're talking shit.
W-W-What did you do with my dad?
No, your dad is fine. That's what I'm saying.
You were in a childhood trauma,
and you're still in your child state a little bit, so--
That's bullshit. You're lying to me.
You're like everybody else.
- You're just after his money. - All I wanna do is help
your relationship with your father.
You're after his money, I need to go find my dad.
Your father is fine.
- I gotta find my dad. - Stay calm.
Stay away from me, okay? Don't follow me.
You're safe here.
Don't come near me.
Where are you going, Peter?
I'm gonna go tell them! [laughing] I'm gonna go tell them!
[door slams]
[♪ classical music playing]
Oh, gorgeous, darling, thank you.
[Matteo] You're welcome.
[Victoria] Could you help me?
- Let me, okay? - Mm-hmm.
[silverware clinking]
- Hey. - Hi.
Did you sleep okay?
- Yeah, fine. - Where did you sleep?
Do you care?
- [Brian] Well, well, well! - Jesus, Brian!
- [Brian] If it isn't the two lovebirds. - [Tina groaning]
[in angelic voice] They're trying to have a private conversation.
[sinister voice] There is no privacy in the depths of hell!
- [Brian and Agnes laughing] - Guys, come on.
- That's enough. - [Agnes fake sobbing]
[Brian] That's very emotionally connected puppeteering, Agnes.
- [Agnes] Really? - [Brian] Yeah, you really got
- a knack for this. - [Agnes] Thank you!
Hello, darling, did you sleep well?
- Mm, yes, thank you. - [Brian] We should have our own show.
Guys, we need to leave!
We need to leave right now!
- Right fucking now! - What is going on?
It's Masha. She is insane!
Okay, totally fucking bonkers.
She has brainwashed my father
into thinking that he is the father of her dead child,
and then she held down my tongue with some bondage gear,
and then-- and now he's missing. He ab...
- What the fuck are those? - [Brian] They're antique marionettes.
I bought them from this guy whose grandfather made them
in some Czechoslovakian prison camp.
[laughing] I hate them.
I fucking hate them. Burn them.
Burn them!
Peter, come on, let's try to calm down, yeah?
Come, take deep breaths.
- No, I won't fucking calm down. Okay? - Oh!
I just need to figure out what the fuck is going on.
- What did you do to me? - I can't be certain,
but I believe you're just suffering from the repercussions
of an unresolved intradermal treatment.
Why does he get to be shot up with the good stuff?
I didn't ask for the good stuff, okay?
I did not consent for the good stuff!
Yes, you did, actually. It's in the notarized paperwork...
Okay. ...that you were all required to submit
before being admitted into the program.
- That's all. - [Peter laughing]
- Just listen, okay? - Okay, back it up.
- Listen to me. - [Wolfie] No.
She is fucking with our minds.
She is manipulating every single one of us.
That's what she's supposed to do.
I did see some cameras.
Where the hell did you see a camera?
They're everywhere.
Ew, I hope they're not in the bedroom.
I hope she hasn't recorded us, unless we get a percentage of the release.
Oh God. Mother, porn's free now.
Well, you get what you pay for.
[panting] But I need to find my dad.
- I'm gonna go get my dad, okay? - No. Peter?
Peter, your father's fine.
- Yeah? - What did she give to me?
It's just a more potent blend of the medication
that you've already received before, yeah?
It's optimized specifically for your cerebral metrics.
- It's absolutely safe. - Then what was the whole ball gag thing?
Oh, wow, this is getting interesting.
- No, it's a mouth guard. - Well, semantics.
[panting] Now, my brain's melting.
- [laughing] Great! - Your brain's not melting.
You're dehydrated, Peter.
- [Peter] No, I'm bleeding. - [Imogen] How does it work?
[Masha] How does it work?
This is the next phase in my therapeutic work,
and it is potentially an enormous breakthrough.
We use prompts.
We use prompts to take you back to a core trauma,
and then we use the medication
to make it feel as though you are experiencing it for the first time.
We dredge up those feelings and those fears
that are buried in that memory, and we burn them away,
and together, we build a new one.
A new memory?
A new response to that memory. It's a new closure, a new truth.
[sighs]
Who would like to go next?
No, no. [laughing] You guys are insane, okay?
- You're traitors! - Matteo.
I would like to work with you today.
- [Matteo slurping] - What?
- He didn't even put up his hand. - Okay.
My mother and I will go.
Sweetheart, I don't think that's a good idea.
I'm not really comfortable with these experimental drugs.
[scoffs] You're not even going to acknowledge it?
- Sorry? - [Imogen] Last night?
You ditched me.
I fell asleep waiting for you.
You knocked yourself out
so you wouldn't have to spend time alone with me,
like you always do.
- Masha? - Yes?
Could I just be there for my daughter as a sort of prompt...
- Trigger. - ...without taking the medication myself?
Yes, wouldn't want to compromise her sobriety, would we?
Yes, Martin will be able to guide you both.
- Of course. - [scoffs] Does anyone care
- about my missing father? - No, your father is not missing, Peter.
Your father is safe and he is resting.
You need to tell me where my dad is.
David is on the other side.
- The other side? - What other side?
[♪ dramatic music playing]
If you want to find your father, I suggest you explore the spa.
It's on the other side of the hotel.
There's another side to this hotel?
[♪ quirky music playing]
[grunts, panting]
The Other Side.
[grunting]
I'm coming, Dad!
[panting]
Do you think he's coming back? Are any of them coming back?
I don't know, but Masha said explore, so maybe we just... explore.
But did she mean that literally
or metaphysically?
- [Brian laughing] - Ooh, I'm definitely feeling this tea!
- You think? - Ooh. Yeah.
- Alright, gang. [claps] - [Brian laughing]
Here's what we know. There's another side to this place, right?
- And it has a spa. - [Brian] Mm!
- Just like you wanted, right, babe? - [Brian] Mm.
Yes, I was very much looking forward to the spa a couple days ago.
- [Agnes] Cheers. - Tina.
Look, I know that we said some-- some pretty heavy shit
- to each other last night. - Baby, we didn't say some shit.
You said some shit, alright? I-- I was open,
and vulnerable, and honest with you,
- just like you want me to be. - [sighs] Okay.
- All the time. - Fair enough.
But now that we are in this new space of openness,
- I think we should just sit with that. - [Agnes and Brian chattering]
And I also think that maybe we should sit with it in a giant vat of heated wine.
Wait, vinotherapy?
- Yes. - It's Austria.
- It is. - [Brian and Wolfie laughing]
I did hear that the-- you know, that the grape enzymes
are really good for the vascular structure of the skin.
- [Brian] Mm-hmm. - Uh, I don't have a swimsuit.
- Can't do it. No. - Oh, Agnes, it's Europe. Be free.
Maybe you need to see a nude body or two
- before this is all over, right? - Yeah, how about this one?
- Listen-- - Or maybe just your own.
I have a-- a couple thongs upstairs that'll be fine.
- Don't scare her. - [all chuckle]
- Or they probably have a gift shop. - Ah!
- Gift shop. - Gift shop, yeah!
- [Brian laughing maniacally] - Yeah!
Should we get some souvenirs?
[excited chatter]
Yes! Thongs for everybody!
[bird squawking]
[♪ ominous music playing]
[device clicking]
You have done this before?
[Martin] I will now begin the delivery of the medication.
[monitor beeping]
So, as this light just turned on,
that indicates that the medication is beginning to enter the bloodstream.
[Victoria] I've never really understood psychedelics.
Why alter your consciousness?
Most people just need a stiff drink and a good cry.
[scoffs lightly] I do that all the time, Mother.
Along with talk therapy,
cognitive behavioral therapy, EMDR.
Equine therapy, where you touch horses.
- [grunting softly] - Okay, it's starting.
Um, lie back and try to relax.
[breathing deeply]
[whispering] Okay.
So, what do I do, just make a wish or something?
You may set an intention, something you wish to see, maybe.
[monitor beeping]
I wanna go back to when I was little.
To when we were a family.
I don't want you going there alone.
Really?
[Martin] You sure?
Okay, um, Imogen, I will slow down the influx
- of the medication... - Okay.
...so that you can go on this journey with your daughter.
Just give me a moment, yeah? I'll be right back.
I'll go and grab another kit for you.
[sniffling]
Thank you, Mommy.
♪
[Brian] Let there be light!
[Wolfie] Hey, is that Peter?
Peter!
[♪ whimsical music playing]
- Yeah! - Are you okay, buddy?
Yeah! I'm gonna go save my dad!
He's on The Other Side!
Well... do you know where you're going?
I have a map!
[Agnes] [laughing] Oh, he's tripping balls!
Follow me!
♪
[music fades out]
- [monitor beeping] - [Imogen softly moaning]
[♪ gentle music playing]
[Imogen's dad] I just wanna see what my princess thinks of our new house.
- It's good! - [Imogen's dad] Go on, honey, go on.
[Young Imogen gasping]
It also has a pool, darling.
Can I see the bedrooms first?
Of course.
[shoes tapping]
♪
Where am I?
[people screaming]
[indistinct chatter]
[nun] You need to stay very still.
- [children crying and coughing] - [people chattering]
Uh, ex-- excuse me.
Oh, good. You're awake.
Was it you?
- How are you feeling? - Fine.
Oh, I have something for you.
[doctor] Feeling better?
Uh, n-no, thank you.
Go ahead.
Thanks.
Squeeze it.
[Jessie Bear] You're never alone when you have friends.
[whispering] Very important message.
[Jessie Bear] You're never alone when you have friends.
[♪ music box playing]
[Victoria] Are you happy in your new home?
So happy.
So is Jessie Bear,
but she's so excited, she can't sleep.
[laughing] I know.
And all because of Daddy's hard work.
Do you know he's a hero?
[tapping] Like-- like this character here.
We should give him a Greek god name. Hmm.
Daddeus.
[both laughing]
So, Daddy's a hero because he built a satellite?
Oh, it's a very special satellite.
What's so special about it?
Mm, well...
- It will keep people safe. - How?
Because it can find anything in the whole world.
If I got lost, could it find me?
Oh, of course. It's especially good
at finding lost children.
But I would never lose you, beauty girl, never ever, hm?
You're always safe when you're with your mommy.
- [♪ music box continues playing] - Okay.
[groaning softly]
[Peter breathing heavily]
[picture frame banging]
- [glass thuds] - Dad?
Dad?
- Dad, where are you? - [attendant] Sir.
Sir, please, keep your voice down.
- My dad, where is he?! - He's resting.
[water rushing]
[panting]
[mud bubbling]
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Peter yelps]
Hey, pal.
[♪ quirky music playing]
[Peter] Dad?
Dad?
[mud sloshing]
- [Peter gasps, sighs] - [David laughs]
Oh, look, you still got that thing on.
[device whirring]
[Peter exhales sharply]
[Imogen sighs]
[birds chirping]
Dad?
Daddy?
Can you come swimming with me?
[gunfire on TV]
[reporter] Here near the front line, Signal Op
continues to allow their missile guidance systems
to destroy infrastructure and kill innocent civilians.
[Agnes] We found you and your friends unconscious
on the soccer field.
Everyone inside the building was killed.
Yes.
Yes, I know, my parents were both teachers.
[softly gasps]
- You're in shock. - No.
I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm not. This is the opposite of shock.
They were dead then, and they are still dead, so...
- [child crying] - [whispering] It's not changing.
[chuckles softly]
[Matteo sighs]
[♪ gentle music playing]
- [liquid lightly splashing] - [Brian] Okay, uh...
fuck Peter, marry Wolfie.
- [gasps] Thank you. - Mm.
Although I refuse to enter a marriage of convenience.
Oh!
And kill--
- Imogen. - [group laughing]
[Brian] You were waiting on that one. [chuckles]
It's funny how this game helps you understand
- how you really feel about people. - [all chuckle]
So, what does everybody think?
- About the game? - No, about the retreat.
Is it helping? Are we fixed yet?
Are you fixed, Brian?
Oh, God, I don't know,
I guess they're the same memories
I've been obsessing over for years, but this was--
it wasn't like I was remembering it, I was living it again.
Mm.
[sighs]
And now, it all feels kind of... fine?
Like, if you could live your life with the benefit of hindsight,
sort of pre-forgiving yourself.
A nun, a disgraced puppeteer,
and two dykes walk into a wine bath...
[group laughing]
Okay, I must say, I do feel lighter.
Honey, that's 'cause you're floating in wine.
- Come here. - What are you doing? [laughing]
[Tina and Wolfie laughing]
I feel like a part of me is waking up.
- Don't you? - I haven't had fun...
like I've had fun today in a really long time.
[Agnes] Aw, group hug!
[all chuckle]
You know, all the psychedelic bullshit aside...
I've been hiding for a long time, and this is...
this is the first time...
in a long time...
[chuckles]
- ...that I've had friends. - [Wolfie] Aw.
[imitating Jessie Bear] And you're never alone
- when you have friends. - [Agnes and Wolfie laughing]
- That was a horrible impression! - [Agnes] It was bad!
- Horrible! - It was an homage.
Aha!
- [group yelling] - [♪ intense music playing]
[whooping]
- [David] Here. - [Peter groans]
Drink this. You need electrolytes.
You're dehydrated.
- [exhales sharply] - You'll be okay, Petey.
I had one of those things on me
for God knows how many hours, I'm absolutely fine.
No adverse effects.
Well, apart from when she tried to brainwash you
into thinking that you had sired her dead child.
Oh, Dad. You actually believe her, don't you?
Look, it's possible.
I certainly remember meeting her...
sleeping with her.
The timing is right.
She said she sent me letters. Maybe she did.
They would have been destroyed long before they got to me.
Look, what's important right now, Peter, is what Masha's got here.
She's on the edge of something that could change the world.
♪
What she showed me last night...
the memories, vivid memories...
the intensity of connection.
Oh, I-- I don't wanna hear about it, please.
Look, look, look, listen, listen. What she showed me last night
doesn't require any buy-in.
You take the meds, you follow her prompts,
you let her guide you, and then you're back in those memories.
And I'll tell you something, those memories are more vivid
than they were first time round.
Tell me you didn't experience that yourself.
She's sitting on an incredible product.
It sells itself.
And she's swimming in debt.
Imagine the opportunity.
What are you talking about?
A business.
It's like all these satellites, all these signals firing away.
They're useless unless you have the technology to guide them.
I found that. She found this.
She has the technology to unlock a revolution
in human development.
And you know something, I only found her because of you.
I would have missed it.
And I'm so proud that you're here with me now.
Because this, all of this is gonna be ours.
[breathes deeply]
[neck cracking]
[water splashing]
[♪ tense music playing]
[♪ tense music continues]
- Beautiful. - What's beautiful?
Butterflies all around.
- [whispering] Oh. - Look at them.
They're everywhere.
Oh.
Around the plants.
Oh! Look at that.
Oh. [chuckles] It's around you, it's...
It's so perfect they are here now.
I don't understand. Tell me.
The butterflies, I once read...
they are...
um, they are symbols, the souls of the dead.
[Masha] [whispering] Ah.
They move through purgatory on their way to paradise.
I ask about them when I was a child and they told me this.
And so, I thought how beautiful was this painting in this place.
How beautiful that they were there...
to fly through my room like this to say goodbye one last time.
Why are you resisting?
You're resisting interfacing with the trauma.
- You're fighting the memory. - I remember.
Your family died.
- I know. - So, you need to feel it.
- We can treat this pain. - I-- no, no, I-I-- I don't.
- You tell me-- - I don't want this.
I want my pain.
Because my pain is mine.
I don't understand.
These people, they think that they want to run away
from their sadness.
To bury it in the grave.
Or to wear it like a...
like a badge.
My family...
I miss them so much.
Every day.
I don't want not to miss them. To forget that they are gone.
My pain, as you say, my grief, it's happened to me.
But it's not all that I am.
I'm a boy who was loved.
And lost this love.
The thing that everyone-- everyone fears most in their life,
and it's happened to me, so, yes, there is pain.
But there is no fear of loss, because...
I already lost.
So, I can have nothing to fear.
[♪ "Evol" by Adrianne Lenker playing]
There is only one me.
And isn't that wonderful?
[softly] Yes.
What--
- [device clicking] - What are you doing?
The session is complete.
You are free to go.
Oh. Was it okay?
Perfect.
♪ Teach, cheat, part, trap ♪
♪ You have my heart, I want it back ♪
♪ God, dog, devil, lived ♪
♪ The giver takes, the taker gives ♪
Daddy?
[breathing shakily]
♪ Kiss spells ssik ♪
♪ The vacuum feeding ♪
[Imogen whimpering]
- [monitor beeping rapidly] - ♪ Words hold words ♪
- Hey, Victoria? - ♪ Hold words ♪
- You're gonna be okay. - [monitor continues beeping rapidly]
Daddy!
[screams, gasps]
[panting]
- [monitor continues beeping rapidly] - What's going on?
She's okay. Try to relax here, Imogen. Just try to relax.
- Everything's okay. - What's going on with my mom?!
[Martin] Imogen, you have to-- okay, Imogen.
♪ Dog, devil, lived ♪
♪ The giver takes, the taker gives ♪
[Imogen screaming over speakers]
[♪ tense music playing]
- [Imogen continues screaming] - [Matteo] What's happening?
[Imogen wailing]
[Matteo] Are you okay?
Hey, what's wrong? What's happening?
- What's happening? - She had a bad reaction.
- Okay. - She's still breathing right now.
- She's just unresponsive. - Victoria, can you hear me?
Can you just stay here with her? I called an ambulance.
- Did he give her the medication? - [Imogen sobbing]
[gasping]
- [phone buzzing] - [muttering in German]
It's under control. I called an ambulance.
[Masha] What happened? She took the medication?
She requested it.
[Masha] It wasn't calibrated for her.
What?
Why didn't you tell me that?
She cannot fucking wake up!
Fuck!
[helicopter whirring]
Oh, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Am I still high? - Is that...?
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[monitor beeping]
She appears to have suffered a seizure, secondary to asphyxiation.
- [sniffling] - Is your mother taking any medication?
Um, I think she might be taking something for her blood pressure.
- I don't really know what else. - Actually, there is more.
She has ALS.
Early-stage ALS.
- And you are? - My name is Matteo, sir.
I'm her boyfriend and her, uh...
caregiver.
W-What?
Imogen, I'm so sorry. She wanted to tell you, just...
could never find the right time, so.
[♪ somber music playing]
[Helena] I knew this was a mistake.
- Putting this place in your hands. - I didn't cause it.
- Martin, he went against my orders. - [scoffs]
How do you expect any of your guests
to accept responsibility for their mistakes
if you refuse to accept responsibility for yours?
I need you to cancel whatever grand finale you have planned.
No. I'm not doing that.
Fix this mess. Then, the retreat is over.
I can't do that.
You came to me a broken woman, but I thought we managed to fix you.
- I was wrong. - Stop it, please.
[Helena] You're still a mess.
- You need to do a lot of work on yourself. - That is not true!
- Before you try helping anyone else. - That's not true, so stop that.
You'll break them. You'll break everyone
you try to heal, just like you destroyed
- my family's legacy. - Please, stop it! Stop it!
- Just like you're destroying yourself! - Stop it, Helena!
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Stop it!
[panting]
[whispering] Stop.
[♪ somber music playing]
[♪ "Heaven" by Talking Heads playing]
[whispering] Helena.
Don't-- don't leave me.
[sighs]
♪ Everyone is trying to get to the bar ♪
♪ The name of the bar ♪
♪ The bar is called Heaven ♪
♪ The band in Heaven, they play my favorite song ♪
♪ Play it one more time ♪
♪ Play it all night long ♪
♪ Oh, Heaven ♪
♪ Heaven is a place ♪
♪ A place where nothing ♪
♪ Nothing ever happens ♪
♪ Heaven ♪
♪ Heaven is a place ♪
♪ A place where nothing ♪
♪ Nothing ever happens ♪
♪ There is a party ♪
♪ Everyone is there ♪
♪ Everyone will leave at exactly the same time ♪
♪ When this party's over ♪
♪ It will start again ♪
♪ Will not be any different ♪
♪ Will be exactly the same ♪
♪ Oh, Heaven ♪
♪ Heaven is a place ♪
♪ A place where nothing... ♪