Finale

It's time.

Ah.

Let's get out of here.

Oh, my God. It's over.

Hey, I don't hear anything.

Where are the sirens?

Collect Sean Michaels.

No!

# #

Sean?

Where are you?

You left me hanging here.

Oh, my baby.

Helen?

Helen?

You were sleepwalking again.

Why didn't you wake me up when we got here?

I wanted to let you rest.

But you said.

The kids have been a big help.

We've got most everything packed already.

I'm gonna go check on the kids.

Pete, you want to... you want to take a break?

I just want to get... just get it over with.

Are we separating Grandpa's stuff from Sean's?

That would be nice.

Can I get you something to drink?

Not right now, Mom. Thanks, though.

You can, um, you can stay at home tonight

if you don't want to drive back to campus.

That's all right.

Why don't we just get rid of all this...

shit.

That's how I want to remember him,

you know, before he moved into this house, and...

Katie, I think that you should know that the...

the coroner and the police agreed

that it was self-inflicted, but I...

What'd you expect?

I mean, he was supposed to be fixing this house up.

And there's black paint everywhere,

and the mirrors are broken, and the furniture is...

But there has to be a better explanation.

He was not suicidal.

Can we just change the subject?

Sorry.

You haven't talked to your friends

in a really long time.

When's the last time you talked to Jeanette?

She tried to relate by talking to me about her dead cat.

You could try meeting new kids at school.

How about that?

You know, you could go to a club.

You could do drama club.

Join the theater.

You know, Sean loved the theater.

# #

Fuck, Sean.

Pete?

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah. I'm... I'm fine.

Just... just a little sick to my stomach.

Uh, Mom?

Can I talk to you about something?

Let's talk when you come out of the bathroom.

Never mind.

We don't have to sell the house.

I mean, we've always managed before.

It would've fixed up real nice,

just the way Sean wanted it.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,

creeps in this petty pace from day to day

to the last syllable of recorded time.

And all our yesterdays

have lighted fools their way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle.

Life is but a walking shadow.

You know he's going to get lead.

I wouldn't mind starring with him.

It is a tale told by an idiot,

full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Scene.

Whoo!

Kathryn?

Kathryn Michaels?

My name is Kate Michaels,

and I will be doing a piece that I wrote.

Is that all right?

Proceed.

Dear God,

I heard that you can see into people's hearts,

and I wonder what you find,

because everybody I know wears the same face.

They carve their thoughts into bite-size pieces

and hack their emotions down to a manageable size

till their words are dulled to travel down their tongues.

I would ask you to shatter their grotesque masks

and let me see what's within.

But I fear finding nothing,

that my thoughts would choke them,

and my feelings crush them,

and my words slice their tongues.

So you remain quiet,

and I'll pretend that they' re hiding.

You remain quiet,

and I'll pretend that you' re there.

Scene.

Awesome.

Ooh, thank you so much.

Okay, bye.

Bless us, O Lord, for these Thy gifts

which we are about to receive from your bounty

through Christ our Lord, amen.

Amen.

So who was on the phone?

That was Miss Bliss.

Who?

Miss Bliss, my theater teacher.

She said that all the other girls

were more experienced.

I'll get them.

But she's giving me the leading role.

Really?

Yeah.

That's fantastic.

What for?

The winter play, Dad.

Well, I want to hear more,

but I have something that we need to talk about.

I found something disturbing at Sean's grave today.

What?

A dead raven nailed to the ground next to his headstone.

And there was this... this woman.

What was she doing?

I don't know.

Exactly.

Mom's in denial about Sean's suicide.

Sean was a mess before he died,

completely paranoid and delusional.

He wired pipe bombs in his closet.

Why?

I think to protect his notebooks.

Have you seen them?

I don't know. This is really...

This is just...

This house is...

I don't know either.

Look at this. What is this?

Bankruptcy, wedding ads,

mattress sale, wholesale factory outlet,

tampon ads, used cars.

Planned betrayal?

" Cover the reflections, any reflections. "

" He comes for us.

10:28. 10:28."

What?

" Black paint... Worked. "

You' re going to stay?

Do I need to stop at the store?

No, there's things in the freezer.

Okay.

Drive careful.

I love ya.

Let's go.

# #

I heard somebody moving around.

Oh, sorry.

What are you doing up?

Are you all right?

I was sleepwalking again.

If you resist me,

you may find the church against you.

They could hang you!