House of Shadows

Sarah?

- Did Susan offer you a drink? - I'm fine.

I suppose you're wondering why you've been called in.

This must seem all very strange at first.

Stuffy office.

Old man across the table.

But I assure you, I'm here to help you through this process.

I have no idea what this is about.

No idea?

No.

At all?

No.

It's about your mother.

More specifically, her estate.

Her various possessions, wealth, properties.

Things of that nature.

Okay, well, my mother had nothing.

Like nothing at all, so this shouldn't take very long.

- Did she even write a will? - Yes, she did.

She had far from nothing, Miss Wilkes.

Long before she was committed,

your mother made preparations in the event of her death.

- House keys. - What?

It's yours.

Okay. There must be some mistake.

No.

We don't make mistakes here.

I'm sorry if this comes across

as something of a shock to you.

I can understand.

Take a moment.

Look through the documents.

It's all yours now.

Would you like some privacy?

No, no, it's...

What do I need to do?

Simply sign these.

One for me, one for you.

How much do I owe?

It's all been handled in that respect.

You needn't worry.

If there's anything else we can assist with,

anything within the documents that's not too clear,

we can bring in an independent solicitor

to double-check everything with you.

It's uncanny.

Oh, I know.

Oh, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to.

It's just that you're her doppelganger.

So, you must have met her.

Mm-hm.

Several times.

Well, everyone says the same thing.

So I take it as a compliment.

Yeah.

Hi.

Hey!

Yeah, so that's fine.

Cool, I'll look at them.

Go ahead.

Just...

What?

Are you sure wanna do this? Go there?

I wanna know why my mother kept this from me.

Well, as long as you're sure.

I'm sure.

How long will you be?

A few hours and I'll be back.

Yeah, you could do with a bit of sun.

See you in a bit.

Tah.

Who's that?

I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine.

Crazy cat lady.

How'd she know we were coming?

Why don't you ask her?

Oh, I will.

I phoned ahead, you idiot, so we have food.

There's a number for the maintenance company, so I

called them to make sure everything would be ready for us.

Mm!

She's probably happy for something to do.

Oh.

Welcome!

Oh!

Babe, do you need help?

No, I'm good.

Let me show you round.

That's okay.

How was your flight?

Uh, yeah, it was good.

- Yeah? - Good, yeah.

This is your first time coming to the house, isn't it?

Yeah, first time ever, huh?

Yeah.

Can't believe you're finally here.

Little Sarah is not so little anymore.

I've heard so much about you.

- Really? - Yeah.

Did the food arrive?

Yeah, it's all in the fridge and some wine, too.

Oh, wow.

Amazing.

Okay, so if you need anything else,

anything at all...

- Yeah. - I'm just up the road.

Okay? There's another property.

You know this. I don't need to tell you.

Thank you.

But come and see me there, okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

It's, it's really good to meet you finally, Sarah.

You too.

Bye.

Bye.

Thank you!

This is...

Bringing back your first memories?

No, haven't got any of those.

Total let-down?

Nope.

The house in Spain.

No.

Oh, don't slag it.

Exceeding expectations.

Hm.

Whoa.

What?

What? Is it me?

- Yeah, your arm. - What?

Oh, my God. That's a face-melting ancient relic under there.

Fuck! Okay, I'm gonna grab a shower.

I would.

God.

Fuck! Oh, my God, I'm fucking feral!

Why didn't you tell me?

Where'd it all go wrong, eh?

I didn't even know this place existed

until about a week ago.

Well, you learn something new every day.

No phones.

No phones.

For the first few days, at least.

Yeah, absolutely.

This is so shit.

It's so shit.

Wine?

Only if it's shit.

Tastes like piss.

That's pretty close.

Voila.

Mm!

That's actually really good.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I almost shit myself.

Nailed it!

Caught you!

There's no signal anyway.

Doesn't count. Veto on phones, remember?

Okay.

Satisfied?

Mm.

Just about.

Do you mind?

Aw!

Can't I watch?

Not yet.

I'm still trying to remember it.

After a few tries.

Something my mom taught me when I was little.

I can't remember shit from yesterday.

Looks painful.

Oh, my God!

I know, right? Check it out!

Where'd you find it?

It was hanging up inside.

What?

- Boyhood fantasies? - Absolutely.

Let me see.

My liege.

Oh, my God.

Fuck. That's really heavy.

Like, really heavy.

All right, careful, you.

Oh, my god.

Put it away or she might think you're a maniac.

Stop it!

Put it down.

Hi.

How are you?

Yeah, we're good. We're good.

Excuse the intrusion.

Not at all.

I wonder...

- It's... - It's what?

Can we speak a line for a moment?

- Yeah. - Go away?

Yeah.