Boogeyman 2

All kids are afraid of the Boogeyman.

Henry and I were no different.

Even before that night.

- It's the one I wanted. - You sure?

We can always return it, get something like school clothes.

I told them you wanted a dirt bike, but they wouldn't listen.

Help me put it together, Henry.

Sure, after I use the bathroom.

- Who wants cake and ice cream? - I do.

- Great job, sweetie. - Thank you.

Didn't you go to the bathroom, pal?

Yeah.

I thought we talked about this.

You're 11 years old now, bud.

The hallway light burned out again. Will you fix it?

See? Nothing to worry about.

Daddy.

Henry! I saw him.

I saw the Boogeyman.

He is real.

No, no!

No!

When the police came, he was gone.

But only for the time being.

Are you still afraid of the Boogeyman?

No, of course not.

I just meant...

what happened to my parents is still vivid to me.

I'm really sorry, Laura.

No one should have to go through that.

Henry said that the intruder wasn't caught.

Yeah.

Do you and Henry ever talk about it?

No.

We talk around it. It's what people do, you know.

It's not easy admitting you're afraid of the Boogeyman.

Even to your own sister.

The three months that Henry's been here,

we've been able to help him.

If you're open to this program--

It's okay. I'm 18 now. I'm fine.

Hey.

Mmm!

I hope I'm, uh, not interrupting.

Well, I'm gonna miss you.

- I'm here if you need to talk, okay? - Okay.

Either one of you.

Thank you.

I can't even tell you how much I miss this.

Seriously, I have not had Marsha-Marsha-Marshmallow

since you left for the clinic.

I meant you.

You know, us hanging out.

I knew what you meant. I just missed Marsha more.

So, tonight, your favorite TV shows--

TiVo'd and ready to go, your lasagna...

and I thought maybe we'd stop by the mall

and get you some shirts

that don't have paint and sweat stains on them.

I, uh, I have a job interview tomorrow.

Already? Where? When did you do that?

It's a printing company in San Francisco.

I applied online at the clinic.

Wow.

That's great, Henry.

Yeah, yeah. I mean, it's perfect. They do lithography.

It's like, uh, like silkscreen,

but for, you know, posters and stuff.

The guy saw my work and he loves it.

He said I could use some of his equipment

for my own stuff if I wanted.

San Francisco's just so far away.

I mean, you would have to live on your own.

You sure you could do that?

Well, yeah. Yeah, you know.

I mean, I can do it now.

The Hillridge Clinic, it really made me a different person.

It would've been nice if you included me in your decision.

I'm including you now.

No, now you're telling me.

You know, we should go.

I shouldn't have had this ice cream. It's freezing.

I'm sorry, all right? It's just an interview.

We can talk about it when I get back.

Just forget it, okay?

Want some help?

Look, I'm sorry about earlier.

What, now you're not gonna talk to me?

Henry?

Henry!

No!

Shh, shh, shh.

It's okay, it's okay. I'm here.

When did you do this?

While you were gone.

It got really bad.

Every time I closed my eyes,

I could see him.

He's been waiting.

- Waiting? - For us to be apart.

I always told you that I could handle it,

that you were the one that needed help.

But the truth is...

I don't want you to go, Henry.

I can't do this on my own.

You can call me whenever you want. You know that, right?

Yeah. I have my cell phone.

That won't do you any good out here.

You're just gonna have to settle

for what us old-timers call a landline.

Cut off from the rest of the world.

No cell phone.

Lockdown every night.

I'm really starting to reconsider.

Laura, the lockdown is just an insurance precaution

for the hospital proper.

It helps the administration sleep better at night

knowing that the building is secure.

You mean making sure the crazy people

aren't roaming the halls. Got ya.

The night staff is here if you need them.

And you will have phone access 24/7.

What do you say?

You want to see your room?

Sure.

Look, I'll-- I'll check in

as soon as my interview is done tomorrow, okay?

You promise?

On my life.

You know, the people here,

they're just like you and me.

They're not as crazy as you think.

Stay away from me, you crazy bitch!

I'm just trying to urinate!

- Whoa, Nicky, this is-- - Complete bullshit!

Talk to Dr. Allen and make him call off his henchmen.

I'm sorry, Dr. Ryan. We just finished her weekly weigh-in.

I found her sneaking in the bathroom.

Let's talk about this later.

Nicky, I want you to stop by my office in a few minutes.

But I didn't do anything.

I know. But I want you to see me anyway.

This is Laura Porter. She's Henry's sister.

- She's going to join our-- - Whatever.

There's really a nice girl hiding inside of Nicky.

Yeah, well, maybe one of them should try eating a sandwich.

I didn't realize bulimia was a fear.

It's not. She suffers from a fear of gaining weight.

So this is Henry's old room.

He painted this while he was here.

- Do you want me to take it down? - No. Leave it up.

He always said when things were too dark growing up

that you were the one to pull him out.

Funny. I could say the same thing about him.

Laura, I'm very happy that you're here.

I'm gonna let you unpack.

Then you can meet the other patients and Dr. Allen.

Dr. Allen?

He's head of the hospital psychiatric department.

I'll see you in group.

Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Your door was open,

so I just wanted to come in and say hi.

Hi. I'm Mark.

Laura.

And this charming guy behind me,

that's Paul.

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh, germophobe.

Don't take it personally.

Oh.

Um, my light in my closet went out.

Would you mind taking a look?

I'll get it.

Thanks, bud.

So, looks like we have something in common, huh?

It's the dark. He's terrified of it.

For me, it's not so much the dark.

It's what lives in the dark.

You must be Henry's sister.

Pretty stupid, huh?