[Sofia] I don't know how to trust you.
[Oz] How about I keep showing you how?
[tires screeching]
[man] Don't move. Don't fucking move.
[Nadia speaks Farsi]
[Taj] Down. On your knees. I said on your fucking knees!
Watch your goddamn mouth! I ain't some kinda--
[Oz grunting]
The disrespect you have shown our family...
I know about the new drug.
Your lab, it's ours now.
Listen, it don't have to go down this way.
You think we'd just sit by,
and watch you make excuse after excuse,
and do nothing?
What the fuck is she talking about?
The second you walked into Blackgate,
I knew you were a swindler and a cheat.
What the fuck is she talking about?
Shut your goddamn mouth.
Oh, I thought for a moment you two were...
that perhaps you asked him to...
Asked him to what?
[Nadia] Kill your brother...
to take his place.
But I'm wrong, aren't I?
You didn't know.
[dramatic music playing]
You...
Nadia, you gotta listen to me.
I never cheated your family.
Jesus! Come on!
I needed Sofia to get the new drug.
All right? For us.
It's yours. It's fucking yours! I was gonna bring it to you.
I swear to God. You gotta trust me.
I'm on your side.
- [voice fades out] - [dramatic music intensifies]
[vehicle approaching rapidly]
[Sofia grunts]
[Oz grunts]
[car alarm blaring]
[gunshot]
[Oz] Let's go!
[dramatic music continues]
[inaudible]
- [tires screeching] - [Nadia] Get in!
[grunts]
[panting]
[engine revving]
- [line rings] - [Julian] Sofia?
Julian.
I need... I need help.
[Julian] Where are you?
[panting] It was... It...
It was... Oz.
[Julian] Sofia?
Sofia?
Sofia?!
[music fades out]
[woman] On behalf of the Lucy House,
it is my pleasure to welcome the chairwoman
of the Isabella Falcone Foundation,
Sofia Falcone.
[applause]
[applause stops]
[Sofia exhales]
I've never been one for speeches, but, um...
my mother, Isabella Falcone,
struggled with depression for years.
She never got the help that she needed,
and when I was nine,
she took her own life.
That's why my father and I started this foundation.
We wanted to support charities like this one
that provide women and girls with life-saving services.
[applause]
I'm so busy with our gala and golf tournament next month.
- Great speech. - Thank you. Thank you.
Sofia, you will be there, won't you? It is so fun.
Yes. I'm so sorry. I have to run.
- Thank you. - Thank you, Mrs. Hill.
You need a cigarette, take the edge off?
This is the third luncheon this week.
A lobotomy couldn't take the edge off.
I'm sure your father appreciates it.
But yeah, even when you're helping people,
you still gotta eat shit. [laughs]
It's better than some jobs, though.
Yeah, like what? Driving me around?
Nah, that ain't... You know what I mean.
Oz, I'm messing with you.
It's a shitty job, I know.
You deserve better.
I mean, we both do, but... you have a dick,
so at least you're eligible for a promotion.
- [lighter opens] - [laughs]
[lighter clicks]
[Oz] I'll get the car.
- You did good. - Thank you.
Ms. Falcone.
I know you're on your way out, but do you have a minute?
[blows] Sorry. Of course, yes.
- I'm Summer Gleeson. - Hi.
Been following your work with the Foundation.
- It's impressive. - Thank you.
But if you don't mind me saying, I think you could be doing more.
I don't know if you're aware,
but a young woman named Yolanda Jones
committed suicide last week.
There's actually been a number of women like Ms. Jones
over the last decade, and they all died the same way,
by hanging.
Which... that's how your mother died
if I'm not mistaken.
- Um... - I'm sorry. I don't mean to--
You said there was something I could do to help.
Yolanda Jones worked at the Iceberg Lounge.
In fact, most of these women worked for businesses
owned by your father.
What organization did you say you were with?
[tense music playing]
I don't talk to press.
- Sofia, please. - I don't talk to press.
Hey, hey! Back off, lady. She don't wanna talk to you.
[Summer] More women could get hurt.
You could help them.
[car door closes]
[music intensifies]
You okay, Sofia?
[young Sofia] Ready or not, here I come!
Alberto, I know you're in here.
Alberto, where are you?
[rope creaking]
Mom?
[music crescendos, ends]
[Carmine] Sofia, how was your luncheon?
Good.
[classical music playing]
Ruth sends her regards.
- Which one's Ruth? - [texting]
The wife of Congressman Hill...
who's finally taking my calls, thanks to your sister.
- [texting] - [phone whooshes]
[chuckles, sniffs]
[inhales] Right, right. Hill.
I asked you to look into his financial holdings.
Uh...
I'm working on it.
I've been busy,
but tomorrow, I promise.
Why are you such a fool when your sister's so reliable?
I know, Pop.
I get it. I'm sorry.
[phone dings]
Shit!
I, uh... I gotta go.
[knife clatters loudly]
[sighs] I don't know what to do with him.
The drinking...
the partying.
I can't have your brother embarrassing me next weekend,
not with the Family flying in.
I'm gonna watch him. I'll make sure that he behaves.
Thank you, beautiful.
You know, he's not like you and me.
He's soft.
I've been thinking recently about the future...
about our Family's future.
Maybe it's time to break with tradition.
When the time comes,
I want you to take my place.
I want you to run this Family...
if that's something that would interest you.
[chuckling] Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
I w-I would be... honored.
But the rest of the Family--
They know you're mine. They'll do as I say.
What? What is it?
Tell me.
Oh, it's nothing.
I don't know.
Maybe it's because of the Foundation,
but I've just been... [inhales] ...thinking a lot about Mom.
Uh-huh.
I know I was so young, but I...
It's just...
I don't remember her being sick
or depressed.
She was good at hiding it.
Look, I miss her too, baby, every day.
Did she ever see anyone before...
Like a therapist or a psychiatrist?
Your mother was a proud woman...
stubborn.
She refused my help,
as much as I tried, and...
God knows I tried.
Of course, yeah.
- I just-- - Sofia.
Why would you do this now?
Picking away at old wounds...
You know how it upsets me.
I'm sorry. I didn't... I-I-I didn't mean to.
You still haven't told me what you want for your birthday.
[chuckles]
I'm sure I'll love it, whatever you get me.
[downbeat hip-hop music playing]
[music continues]
[Alberto] Don't worry.
Pop's gonna lose his shit over it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
How do you know?
'Cause it's old and expensive, like his favorite child.
[ice rattles]
[tuts] Shit! [wipes pants]
Your Penguin up there is gonna have to clean this up.
Don't call him that.
- You'll take care of the card? - [Sofia] Yeah.
Wait. Wait, wait. Can I ask you something?
The girls at the 44 Below,
h-has Dad ever had relationships with them?
Those girls aren't exactly the relationship type.
Since when do you care about Pop's love life?
It's been a long time since Mom,
and he doesn't really talk to me about it, and...
I don't know. You get to see a whole 'nother side of him.
- What side? He's Pop. - Yeah, I know.
But you know what I mean. It's very different with me.
I just thought you might have seen something.
What are you asking?
I guess I...
Sometimes, I wonder if I...
really...
really know him.
Like, with all the lies that we had to tell growing up
about what he does, and there's...
there's a lot that we don't talk about.
There is something, but...
I can't. He'd fucking kill me.
[Alberto sighs]
Pop's...
Mossad,
and the girls at the club are trained female assassins.
- Shut up! - [Alberto laughs]
Listen, whatever you're thinking, don't.
What Pop does at work, he does at work.
I mean, we got a good life, right?
Where to, Sofia?
[somber music playing]
[train passing]
[Summer] This is everything.
Coroner reports are consistent.
They all died from asphyxia.
I'm not disputing that.
What I find strange is,
according to the police,
official cause of death is suicide by hanging.
Do you see the impressions around the neck?
They're far more congruent with manual strangulation.
Like someone's hands?
Exactly.
Then there's the defensive wounds.
They were left off the police reports.
You can see these women, they fought back.
Biting, scratching... They--
Why are you telling me this?
I need access to the girls working at the club.
It's not exclusive.
Not the Iceberg Lounge, the 44 Below,
where Yolanda Jones actually worked.
- If you wore a wire-- - To my father's club?
Never gonna happen.
Then just give me access to employee records.
Women who are new in town,
who don't have family or friends close by,
the type whose death or disappearance
doesn't make the news.
We need to protect these women.
- [menacing music playing] - [young Sofia] Mom?
[rope creaking]
Oh, no. No, no. Sofia.
Don't look.
Dad.
[Summer] Sofia?
- Sofia, what is it? - [inhales]
This is all you have?
That's it?
Just, like, some old reports and conspiracy theories?
It's ridiculous.
And it reeks
of a junior reporter desperate for a byline.
Sofia, please, just--
You don't know shit about my father.
He is a good man!
And if you try publishing any of this garbage,
my family will destroy you.
[inhales] Do you understand?
[tense music playing]
[breathing shakily]
[car door closes]
[Oz] That the same lady from the luncheon?
Look, Sofia, meeting a reporter...
people are gonna start to get ideas.
Your father might not like--
Oz, stop!
Stop talking.
I don't need your advice.
I don't care what you think. No one does.
You are my driver. That is all you are.
So stop talking and drive.
[engine starts]
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
[jazz music playing]
[Carla] Sofia!
Sofia.
- Carla! - Aw, Sofia! Thank God!
Have you seen bride number three?
- [giggles derisively] - Oh, my God.
- It's a lot. - It's a lot.
[laughing] Yeah. Yeah.
Luca says he met her in Portugal.
Okay.
[Luca speaking indistinctly]
Portugal.com.
[laughing] Oh... Yeah.
You must catch me up on absolutely everything.
- Oh my God, yeah. Absolutely. - Everything.
- First, a martini? - Obviously.
[both laugh]
Sofia. Hey.
Oz, what are you doing inside?
- [grunts] - Is that a new jacket?
Yeah, yeah.
- Looks good. - Thank you.
Uh, your father wants to see you.
He's in his office.
Don't tell me you're sick of the party already.
Uncle Luca hasn't even told his vasectomy story yet.
Why didn't you tell me you met with a reporter?
You never, ever talk to the press.
[glass thuds on table]
I thought you understood that.
Did Oz tell you that?
Oz doesn't know what he's talking about.
Some woman approached me, but I told her to fuck off.
That's it.
Is that right?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
Dad...
[tense music playing]
I spoke to Kenzie.
Summer Gleeson has been working with the police.
There's an open investigation.
They're looking into me for murder.
Murder, Sofia.
Some hookers at the club.
- Why didn't you come to me? - I should have. You're right.
But I knew it was bullshit, and I didn't wanna worry you.
Stop.
Do you think I did these things?
No, of course not.
You were supposed to be better than this.
This...
was meant for you.
All of it.
How could you do this to me?
I-I didn't... I-I've never...
I've never doubted you.
I love you.
And I know, I know that there is an explanation.
An explanation for what?
[inhales shakily]
You had scratches on-on your hands
the day Mom died.
[Carmine breathes heavily]
[menacing music plays]
But I know-I know they weren't from her.
I know that. I-I, um...
They were from...
something else. I...
I don't know what, but...
S-s-something.
[eerie, menacing music playing]
Right?
My...
sweet Sofia.
What has happened to you?
You're clearly not yourself.
You're confused, sick.
I think you need to leave before you make a scene.
Dad, please, please--
Oz will drive you home.
Now.
[door opens]
Listen, I get that you're angry, you know.
But I was just doing my job,
looking out for you.
That's what your father pays me for.
These reporters, they get in your head.
- You can't trust 'em. - Jesus, Oz, shut up!
If you were really looking out for me,
you would've talked to me, not him.
[inhales] I trusted you.
Congratulations. You got what you wanted.
My father sees you now.
You and everyone you love is on his radar.
[siren approaching]
Come on. What the fuck is this?
[car shifts into park]
- [siren chirps] - [Oz sighs]
[window lowering]
Come on, Kenzie. You wanna kill the circus lights?
I'm taking Ms. Falcone home. Father's orders.
Ms. Falcone, step outside.
- [Oz] What is this? - Did my dad call you?
[Kenzie] Step out of the car.
Oh, my God. Are you kidding me?
[Sofia sighs]
[Kenzie] Sofia Falcone.
- Get off me. Wait! - You're under arrest
for the murder of Summer Gleeson.
- The reporter? - What?!
Did you do this? For him?
No. I got no idea what the fuck is going on.
- Kenzie, what the fuck? - You're also being charged
with the murder of Yolanda Jones,
Taylor Montgomery, and Nancy Hoffman.
- Get out of here with that! - No, I didn't kill anyone!
Oz, you gotta do something!
Hey, let her go!
Take my advice and shut the fuck up, Penguin.
Oz, call Alberto!
[struggling] Stop! Call Alberto!
- Get your fucking hands off-- - Tell him what's going on! Oz!
[Sofia] The Hangman?
That's what they're calling me?
It's just tabloid bullshit. It'll pass.
Sofia, your father's claiming
that you have a history of mental illness.
Well, that's ridiculous.
[lawyer] The ADA met with the judge,
and the court has ordered a psychological evaluation.
Because my dad said so?
[lawyer] It's not just your father.
A number of family members have written affidavits
suggesting the same.
Your uncle Luca.
Your cousins Johnny and Carla Viti.
They're using my mother's suicide as a...
[sighs heavily]
I have a compulsion for killing animals?
Are you fucking serious?
- Did you know about this? - No. I swear.
So, I, uh...
I do an evaluation, and I, um...
answer a few questions to prove I'm sane, right?
That's it, right? Then what?
[lawyer] I'm afraid it's not that simple.
The judge agreed to the ADA's request.
You're being remanded to Arkham State Hospital
for observation.
No.
[laughs incredulously] No. That doesn't make any sense.
You'll be under their care till the start of trial.
When is that?
[lawyer] Six months from now.
- Oh, my God! - [lawyer] I'm sorry.
No. I'm not doing that.
I am not doing that.
Can't you stop this? You're my-- You're my fucking lawyer!
[lawyer] I'm sorry.
I'll give you two a minute.
- [Alberto sighs] - [door opens, closes]
He is punishing me for something he did.
You don't know that.
Alberto, wake up! Are you kidding me?!
He strangled those women,
and then he strangled that reporter
and strung her up to pin it on me.
[breathing raggedly] He did the same thing to Mom.
It's true. And I'm not gonna make it.
I'm not gonna make it in a place like that.
[crying] I'm gonna die in there.
I'm gonna die in there, and he knows it. He knows it.
- That's what he wants. - Stop.
It's only six months.
- You can handle six months. - [Sofia exhales]
And then you're gonna get a trial,
and you're gonna get out.
You are, God damn it.
- I promise you. - [lawyer] It's time.
Wait. Right now?
Listen, you're a fucking Falcone.
You can do this.
- I know you can. - No, no, no, no. Wait. Stop.
Please, stop. Please.
[Alberto] Sofia!
- Please, please! - [Alberto] It's gonna be okay.
Alberto!
[Alberto] Don't let him win.
Please. Alberto!
[door slams shut]
[intense dramatic music playing]
- [water spraying] - [gasping]
[scrubbing violently]
[thud]
[gasps]
[handcuffs clicking]
[neck collar clanking]
[shackles rattling]
[music ends abruptly]
[man] Falcone, Sofia.
I'm Dr. Ventris, chief psychiatrist.
I'll be overseeing your care for the next six months.
This is my associate, Dr. Julian Rush.
He'll be conducting the psychological evaluation.
While here, you'll be under
court-ordered mandatory isolation,
which means no visitors, no outside contact.
Wait, what?
It's important for us to observe you
without interference.
No, no, no. Wait! Wait a second. Wait a second!
There's-there's been a mistake here, okay?
And I know-- Stop. Please, just...
I know that people say that all the time,
but it is true, all right?
I am innocent! Please!
I realize this is a difficult adjustment.
- [buzzer sounds] - [door clangs open]
[somber music playing]
[Sofia breathing heavily]
Shall we?
[door slams shut]
[screams and unhinged laughter in distance]
[eerie, menacing music playing]
[Julian] Follow me.
[Sofia panting]
[buzzer sounds]
[screaming in distance]
[music fades]
[Julian] Get some rest.
- [door slams, locks] - [buzzer sounds]
[somber music playing]
[distant thud]
[shouting and moaning in distance]
[eerie music playing]
[crying]
- [metal clangs] - [Sofia gasps]
[squeaky female voice] Hi.
Hello.
Up here.
[sniffles]
[exhales]
- [guard] Lights out! - [thudding]
[squeaky voice] You're the Hangman, aren't you?
[breathing excitedly]
I saw you on the TV. [giggles shrilly]
My name is Magpie.
Like the bird. [giggles]
Not "Margaret."
My stepmom used to call me "Margaret,"
and I told her not to, and she didn't listen.
- [screaming in distance] - [gasps]
[Magpie] It's okay to be scared. I was scared at first, too,
but it's not so bad here. You get used to the noises.
I'm getting out in six months.
[Magpie] Isn't that exciting?
Ooh, I bet there'll be lots of paparazzi at your trial.
- No one even wrote about mine. - [distant screaming continues]
[Magpie] Is it fun being famous? Oh, I bet it's fun.
Hangman? Hangman?
[screaming intensifies]
[Magpie echoes in sing-song] Hangman...
[patients clamoring loudly]
[patient] Check out the new chick.
[patients whistling]
[patient taunting indistinctly]
[patient] Hangman.
[patient 2] Hey, pretty lady.
[whistling]
[patients whooping]
[Magpie] Hangman.
Hangman! It's me, Magpie.
I saved you a seat. [giggles]
Dr. V says it's important that I make friends.
Sometimes, I have a problem with that.
But I'm making progress.
[gasps excitedly] Candy!
Mmm.
What is that?
[sighs contentedly]
[sighing happily]
You only get it when you're good.
[giggles softly]
[swallows heavily]
[exhaling softly]
[tense music playing]
What is she-- Shouldn't she be chained?
[laughing menacingly]
[quietly] Hey. Hey.
[inhales sharply] Wow! Do you see that? The colors?
It's all so shiny.
Hey, she's not... She-she-she's not chained.
You killed those girls.
Girls. Girls. Girls.
[patients shouting indistinctly]
I-I didn't kill anyone.
- [gasps] - [woman] You're lying.
[Sofia gasping]
She's lying! Lying. Lying. Lying.
[Sofia screams]
[patients shouting]
[screams]
[yelling angrily]
[woman] You killed them! Say it! Say it! Say it!
[music ends]
[coughing]
[gasping]
[gasps]
[exhales painfully]
- [buzzer sounds] - [door opens]
- [door clanks shut] - [buzzer sounds]
[Julian] How are you feeling?
I heard you had an incident in the mess hall today.
A woman beat the shit out of me
while everyone stood around and watched.
So, yeah, I had an incident. Yeah. [winces]
I'm sorry that happened to you.
Why was she unchained?
I don't know.
They're looking into it.
Did someone release her?
Is that what you believe?
The attack in there was coordinated?
- I know what you're doing. - What's that?
You're twisting my words around to make me sound paranoid.
But you weren't there.
Someone h-had to have set her free.
You've been in therapy before, I see.
With, uh, Dr. Shaw.
After your mother died.
The death of a parent is a traumatic event,
and it's not unusual
to transfer that grief into anger
or even violence.
It's not unusual to just be sad, either.
Right?
I didn't kill those women.
I would never do anything like that.
I am here
because my father wants to keep me quiet,
and my family will do whatever he says.
So you're saying that your father
framed you for murder?
You don't believe me.
I didn't say that.
I can tell.
I don't know how to convince you I'm sane
when you've already made up your mind about me.
I'm here to help you, Sofia.
I have no other agenda than that.
[gentle music playing]
- [buzzer sounds] - [door unlocks]
- [door thuds shut, locks] - [buzzer sounds]
[patients screaming]
[guard] Move!
[suspenseful music playing]
Fuck you, bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
[clanking]
[gasps raggedly] Come here so I can eat your fucking mouth.
Mouth. Mouth. Mouth.
[gasps softly] Come on, try it.
T-try it. Try it. T-try it.
[eerie musical sting]
You want me to hurt her.
Right?
To what? Prove I'm a killer? Is that it?
You killed them. Say it! Say it! Say it!
This is my father.
You're-you're-you're working for him.
[grunting]
[panting]
End it.
[pleadingly] Please. End it.
End it.
[cries softly] End it!
- End it! End it! - [fork stabbing]
[Sofia screams]
[screaming indistinctly]
[Sofia] What happened?
[suspenseful, dramatic music playing]
What are you doing?
No, no. What is that?
- [clicks] - It's set.
You can't do this. I didn't do anything wrong.
This isn't a punishment. You're agitated, confused.
This'll help you feel like yourself again.
- [Sofia] Wait. - [Dr. Ventris] Open wide.
No!
- [Dr. Ventris] Open! - [muffled screams]
[electricity crackling]
[muffled grunting]
[electricity crackling]
[gagging]
[vomiting and coughing]
[Magpie] Uh-oh.
[coughing]
[Magpie] Hangman?
Are you okay?
[groaning weakly]
[Sofia, softly] What?
[door opens]
[Sofia, weakly] Why are you doing this?
[panting] I'm innocent. I'm innocent.
- [electricity crackling] - [muffled grunting]
[gasps]
[panting]
[breathing shakily]
[whimpers]
[cries]
I didn't kill anyone!
Stop! Stop!
- Please! - [dial clicking]
[quietly] What if she's telling the truth?
[Sofia panting]
Careful, Doctor.
- [electricity crackling] - [muffled grunting]
- [music intensifies] - [screaming]
- [music swells, ends] - [screams echoing]
[somber music playing]
[straps tightening]
[music turns menacing]
[dial clicking]
- [electricity crackling] - [muffled grunting]
[gasping]
[sighs]
[rope creaking]
[eerie music playing]
- Mom? - [dramatic musical sting]
[gasping]
[panting]
- [buzzer sounds] - [door opens]
[Julian] Sofia.
You've got a visitor.
- [shackles rattling] - Go on.
[door clanks]
[divider clattering]
- Alberto. - Sofia.
[shackles clanking]
- [breathing heavily] Sofia. - What?
Fuck! I'm so sorry.
You're not going to court.
No one's gonna hear your case.
Your-your doctor, he's claiming you're unfit to stand trial.
Dr. Rush?
He-he wouldn't do that.
It was the head of Arkham. Uh, some guy named Ventris.
He wrote the report, and the judge agreed. It's done.
But that's...
That's not...
I-I did my six months.
- I deserve a trial. I... - [Alberto sniffles]
I have... rights.
This-this is my life.
We'll file an appeal.
O-or try for a new evaluation.
I don't know. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it.
- That's it. - No.
- [quietly] Sofia... - [chuckles wryly]
Sofia, no, don't. Don't. Please.
I know this is fucked, but you gotta keep fighting.
[shackles jangle]
I'm not giving up.
[banging]
I swear to God, one day, I'll get you out of here.
Sofia.
[banging on glass] Sofia!
Sofia!
- [somber music playing] - [patients chattering]
Sofia. I didn't know Ventris was gonna write the report.
I tried to stop him.
I'm sorry.
[Magpie] How'd it go?
Uh-oh. Not good?
Well, at least we can stay friends now.
Best friends. [giggles shrilly]
And I can show the garden. [giggles]
There aren't any plants, though. It's more of a yard, really.
I always look for birds, but I can never see any.
[giggles]
[gasps excitedly] Oh! He'll give you candy now.
What?
You don't have to lie to Dr. V anymore.
You can tell him the truth.
He'll give it to you now. [giggles]
Are you working for him?
Have you been spying on me?
No.
Is that why he's giving you drugs?
To get information out of me?
[angrily] Don't be silly. I'm your friend!
[giggles] We're gonna have so much fun together, too.
We can celebrate holidays and birthdays.
Mine's in February, which makes me an Aquarius.
- [grunts] - [patients gasp]
Wait. Wait!
[Sofia grunting angrily]
[patients screaming]
[screaming angrily]
[thumping wetly]
[grunts angrily]
[ominous music playing]
[patients shrieking]
I told you I'm fucking innocent.
[music ends]
[Julian] Sofia?
Sofia?
[Sofia exhales]
[Sophia breathing]
[Julian exhales]
[sighs]
Thank God you're okay.
I'm glad you called me.
[pants, exhales]
Not too fast.
[panting]
I'm gonna get you something to eat.
If you wanna get cleaned up, there's a towel
and a change of clothes in the guest bath upstairs.
Breakfast is almost ready.
[pills rattling]
[drawer closes]
[breathing heavily]
[footsteps approaching]
[Julian] How you feeling?
Like an idiot.
I trusted him...
when everything in my body told me not to.
[tuts] I should have killed him when I had the chance.
Sofia...
I don't even know where the hell Oz is.
I have no allies, no resources,
and if I'm not on a plane to Sicily by tomorrow...
[inhales] ...my Uncle Luca...
Well...
Maybe you should go.
Not for your family.
For yourself.
Sofia, you've only been out of Arkham a few weeks.
You deserve a fresh start,
an opportunity to heal.
Why are you doing this?
What do you want?
To help you.
Mm-hmm.
And to feel better...
or less guilty for what happened to you.
You quit.
You abandoned me.
I left because I had to,
because I could.
I know you didn't have that choice,
but I'm here now.
You don't have to pretend with me.
[tense music playing]
You miss how it was at Arkham, don't you?
You've had a long night.
The control that you had...
treating me,
rehabilitating me.
I helped Alberto get you out.
And now, here I am...
wearing your clothes.
I haven't forgotten, you know?
The way you looked at me.
So curious.
What did it feel like?
To get to watch a person unravel?
And now, you're numbing yourself as punishment.
That's absurd.
My father told me I was sick.
And Dr. Ventris.
And then the doctor after him.
For ten years,
men have lied to me.
And then I come home,
and it's all the same.
They think I'm broken.
I'm not broken.
I'm not the one who's sick.
And neither are you.
[music fades out]
The world is.
[ominous music playing]
[clicks tongue] You're right.
I deserve a fresh start.
[ominous music continues]
[indistinct chatter and laughter]
I do want some cheese.
You know what? I don't want any cheese.
You hold the cheese.
[Viti clearing throat]
[chatter and laughter stop]
[chair dragging loudly]
[chair scooting loudly]
[bottle thuds heavily]
[spoon clinking]
What the hell are you doin'?
Supporting Uncle Luca.
Same as you.
Can you pass the meatballs?
[spoon clangs]
[clinking glass]
[clears throat]
I'd like to express my gratitude to everyone here.
Tensions are high,
and I wish we was gathered under different circumstances.
But our Family has weathered storms before,
and it has only made us stronger.
- [giggles] - Gia. Gia.
[Luca] But here, this house,
us, we are each other's sanctuary,
finding solace and celebration even in our darkest hour.
My brother used to say that true strength--
[clinking]
Forgive me. I've never been one for speeches,
but I did wanna say a few words.
You don't mind, do you, Uncle Luca?
[Luca grunts]
Wow.
Look at everyone.
I believe the last time we were all together
was my father's birthday 10 years ago.
I'm sure you all remember that night.
I know I do.
Come on. It's time for bed.
But Daddy said there'd be cake.
[Sofia] Take a seat, Carla.
Gia, go get ready for bed, okay?
As you all know,
I was stuffed in Arkham State Hospital
for a decade...
[clears throat]
...convicted of murdering seven women.
Summer Gleeson,
Taylor Montgomery,
Yolanda Jones,
Nancy Hoffman,
Susanna Weakley,
Devri Blake,
and Tricia Becker.
Their names are worth saying.
Victims are so quickly forgotten,
aren't they?
Our stories are... rarely told.
Okay, all right, I think that's--
Yes?
Hmm?
I've had a lot of time to reflect.
And I have to say...
I was genuinely surprised
at how many of you wrote letters
telling the judge that I was mentally ill,
like my mother.
Not that the judge needed much convincing.
My father saw to that.
Still, I trusted you.
I loved you.
And yet, not one of you... [inhales shakily]
...tried to help me.
Except for my brother,
the man you all flew in to mourn.
And you know, the real thorn in my side
is that, unlike everyone here...
I was innocent.
I mean... [laughs]
Jesus Christ, Milos has a higher body count than I do.
[thuds] Sofia!
I know you're all anxious for me to leave.
[chuckles]
No one has been shy about that.
I'd really hoped that it would be different.
But I understand.
I don't fit into this family anymore.
So, tomorrow, I'm starting a new life.
For the first time,
I have hope.
To new beginnings.
[tense music playing]
Cent'anni.
[tense music continues]
[music turns menacing]
[menacing ethereal music playing]
[Sofia] Are you ready for some cake?
I have a corner piece with your name on it.
It's extra chocolatey,
with tons of frosting.
But...
we have to eat it in the greenhouse.
Should we tell my mom?
[shushing] No. We don't need to wake her up.
It can be our little secret, okay?
[cutlery clinking]
[Sofia] Would you like some more?
I should go to bed.
You know, my brother and I used to sleep out here
when we were little.
We would snuggle up in blankets,
and we would pretend that this was a jungle.
Should we sleep out here tonight?
That could be fun, right?
My mom told me not to talk to you.
She said you did bad things.
She's right.
I did do bad things.
Why?
Well, my father locked me away in a dungeon
with a bunch of scary monsters, and... [inhales]
...I had to fight them to survive.
Am I gonna get locked away?
No, no, no. You don't have to worry about that.
I'm gonna make sure
that you never have to fight any monsters.
Okay?
Now, get some sleep.
[birds chirping]
[ethereal music ends]
[Gia stirs]
[quietly] Go back to sleep.
I'll be right back.
["So Long, My Love" by Sarah Vaughan playing]
♪ So long, my love ♪
♪ Goodbye, farewell ♪
♪ Adieu ♪
♪ So long, my love ♪
[gas hissing]
♪ It's obviously through ♪
♪ Let's make the final scene ♪
[hissing stops]
♪ Nice and clean ♪
♪ No aftermath ♪
♪ Omit the bitter talk ♪
♪ And just walk us a separate path ♪
♪ Face it ♪
♪ The shortest kiss ♪
♪ Is now an endless thing ♪
♪ I seem to miss ♪
♪ The bells that used to ring ♪
♪ So like they say in France ♪
♪ When romance is all fini ♪
♪ Please give me my chapeau ♪
♪ I've got to get goin' ♪
♪ I'll say so long, my love ♪
♪ Be strong, my love ♪
♪ So long, my love ♪
♪ Before you say it to me ♪
[tapping]
♪ So long, goodbye ♪
Put your pants on, Johnny.
We need to talk.
[song ends]
["Strange Little Girl" by the Stranglers playing]
♪ One day you'll see ♪
♪ A strange little girl look at you ♪
♪ One day you'll see ♪
♪ A strange little girl feeling blue ♪
♪ She'd run to the town one day ♪
♪ Leaving home and the country fair ♪
♪ Just beware ♪
♪ When you're there ♪
♪ Strange little girl ♪
♪ She didn't know how to live in a town that was rough ♪
♪ It didn't take long ♪
♪ Before she knew she'd had enough ♪
♪ Walking home in her wrapped up world ♪
♪ She survived, but she's feeling old ♪
♪ 'Cause she found ♪
♪ All things cold ♪
♪ Strange little girl, where are you going? ♪
♪ Do you know where you could be going? ♪
♪ Strange little girl, where are you going? ♪
♪ Do you know where you could be going? ♪
[song ends]
[suspenseful, dramatic music playing]
[music ends]