Dementium

Don't worry, I'll do all the rowing.

Hey man, I'm just here for a good time.

Well, so am I.

Yeah, this is that competing goals thing from that link I sent you. Did you look at it?

You're gonna love this spot. It's away from everyone, there's no people--

There's like no one here, there's no people. Where are the people?

It doesn't matter.

I swear you're like a kid on Christmas Eve every moment of every day.

No, I'm the parent and I wrapped these damn presents. Pick up your paddle.

I'm gonna row you all the way back to your room. So help me God.

That's silly.

It's nice being back on the lake with you.

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing earlier.

Why didn't you say anything then?

Look, I'm not ashamed of how we got here.

-Oh, something to share with the class. Mr. Bailey, no? -No.

Okay, okay.

So you weren't gonna tell me that I'm beautiful and radiant?

Mhm. I was gonna say maybe you had a bad hair day. STOP!

You're beautiful, you're stunning, you're just so gorgeous.

Even if you were bald, you still just--

You know, you have a great skull shape, that's what it is.

Wow.

Wow.

That Bailey charm.

So now you're ready to row. Okay, here we go.

Yeah, we gotta go. We're burning daylight, keep it moving.

Just grab your jacket, there.

All right.

Hey, I'm sorry, I don't think I know you.

Well, you wouldn't be sorry if you did.

No, I'm the groundskeeper here.

It's just not often I see folks I don't know out this early.

You know all the properties?

Yeah, and all the tenants.

So.

I'm Wyatt.

Okay, well Wyatt, this is private property.

I know. I know the owner.

Wait, Wyatt. Yeah.

You--

Is Jeffrey Bailey your father?

I'm his son.

Wow.

You're just like him.

Listen, I just took the boat out.

Yeah, no, you're fine, sorry.

I thought Jeff was coming out this weekend.

I actually have um--

Got a Christmas gift for him, so...

Oh, but you know what, no worries.

I'll just give it to him later.

But you know, if you see him, you can tell him I have a little something for him.

I gotta get going, I got some groceries and shit in the car.

Oh, yeah, of course, okay.

It's nice to finally meet you, Violet.

How'd you know my name?

Your name and number are on the brochure.

Right, of course.

Of course.

Hey.

I'm sorry. I wanted to reach out.

Fuck.

Look I... I heard what happened.

And uh-

I'm so sorry, Wyatt.

Okay.

I know we're not us anymore, but-

and if you don't want to hear my voice, I swear I won't violate that.

But just - I'll just listen to you.

Or hold you or whatever you need. I'm here, okay?

I'm here, Wyatt.

Do you think that squirrels go camping?

It seems kind of silly that they wouldn't. They're kind of made for it.

Also, I always thought an interesting poker game would be

a bear, a raccoon, and a squirrel together.

-Maybe the bear is running it, I don't know. -Just a little further, come on.

I've counted 17 squirrels on this walk already.

One squirrel punched his squirrel buddy and ran away with a mask on.

Vigilante or villain?!

- Still cute though. - Just a little further.

If I didn't know you better, I'd say I was about to get murdered.

Wow.

But I do know you. So I'm just flabbergasted with excitement.

It's just a place I wanna go with you. Sorry it's such a hike.

Hey.

Great places are worth the hike.

But you know, some people just go hike it.

- Come on, let's go. - Wait, you're gonna leave me here?

I am going to get killed.

And hopefully not by you.

Are you gonna kill me with love?

Yeah.

You're ridiculous.

Come on.

- Off to kill you now. - Oh, good.

I've been calling you.

I know.

I'm not someone you can legally ghost, Mr. Bailey. I call, you answer.

That's how this works, you got it?

Yes, ma'am.

I know.

Let's have a little chat.

It's really a mess in here. Do you mind if we use the back deck?

Okay, fine.

Look, I can't really know what you're going through right now,

but that doesn't change the process. It makes the process more important than ever.

Yeah, I know that.

Circumstances, no matter how bleak, don't change the facts.

Math, science, history, and law, all in one. You gotta stay clean.

And I am.

Good.

You can understand my concern, right? You've been through a lot.

Have the cops found anything?

No.

Look, I'm just your probation officer, so I don't know anything.

What I do know is my mother was murdered.

And if I had the past that you do--

have you talked to any of your army buddies recently?

Look, I'm fucking clean.

All right? You can test me if you want.

Wyatt, why is there a casket on your dinner table?

Well, it's for my mom.

I thought she was already buried.

Well, I didn't know if he'd pay for it.

Your father?

I take it he did, though.

Have you talked to him? Does he know you're staying here?

The groundskeeper was pretty short on the phone when I called looking for you.

Plus, this place is pretty quiet for a Christmas tree farm in the middle of December.

I guess he's taking the season off.

Look, I checked in with East Covenant. They haven't seen you in weeks.

Did you get a new place?

You got two more months.

You're so close.

Look, I didn't like East Covenant.

Okay, I'm searching for a better place.

Actively.

I promise.

Alright.

You sit tight.

I got some fucking questions for you.

So, you've decided to take DMT, otherwise known as the spiritual molecule.

Well, you'd better strap in, because you're in for one heck of a ride.

What we theorize about DMT, which is short for dimethyltryptamine,

is that it can be a chemical gateway to the other side.

So in theory, by taking the drug, you could be unlocking the door to that other side.

Pretty trippy, right?

So be prepared!

Two very important things to remember when taking the drug

Number one, make sure you're with a buddy, someone you trust with your life.

And number two, the effects can be very intense and fast.

In fact, you can expect to start your journey in just under 45 seconds.

So it's very important to be taken when this subject is in a very positive state of mind.

As I always say, if the demons are a-nippin', don't go a-trippin'.

All right, Dad.

It's just you and me.

You want one?

If you just tell me,

this can all be over.

Hmm.

Tell me.

Mm-hmm.

Fucking tell me already, just say it. No, I know you did it.

Come on, come on.

You fucking tell me - that's it, just fucking say it.

Did you do it?

Please, Dad, I have to know.

I know it's hard, nobody wants to fucking tell the truth.

Mom was great, wasn't she?

I'd be damned if I could remember one single time she ever put herself before

either one of us.

Even when she was mad or upset or...

hurt by something that we did, which

from my perspective was all the fucking time.

And I just have this one memory.

It still haunts me.

Even when I'm high.

And I can't... I just can't fucking shake it.

So I never got to--

never got to tell her I'm sorry.

Because of you. You took that, you took that fucking away from me.

Fucking son of a bitch.

Fuck.

It was before y'all got in the second house.

We were still in that two-room shack in Tucker.

You started to come into a little bit more money and you wanted a bigger place.

Four rooms, maybe five rooms...

We were at one of the open houses and Mom...

Mom comes bouncing over to me, you know?

She's so happy.

That big old smile. I loved that big ol' smile of hers.

She comes up and she says to me,

she goes, "Hey,

"if we get this place, you can invite your friends over."

Truth.

She was always so encouraging and I loved that about her.

She knew I didn't want to have my friends over. She thought it was because of the shack.

And she didn't want me to feel embarrassed.

She was always so fucking hopeful.