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Mr.RADMAN Previously on Being Human...
Janet, this is all my fault.
You're not crazy.
Reaper.
I'm never gonna be like you!
You did things. Horrible things.
Don't you get it, Sally?
You are me.
I want you gone.
It's not that simple.
My last girlfriend, Nora, she's a wolf.
You want to be human and I don't think I do.
So you'd give up on us?
- Josh? - Julia.
Julia the fiancée?
I either bring her in closer or I break her heart.
Aidan, you will be my daughter's second.
In return, I would be willing to grant you freedom.
People love that cliché,
"Time heals all wounds."
When Mother arrives, she'll want to meet our police
and she'll wanna tour the house
where the orphans were dealt with.
I've also taken care of the entertainment.
Just a small feast of Boston's tastiest blood whores.
Mother can sample down the line like it's a flight of tequila.
We don't want her to get bored, do we?
No, boring is good.
Boring means business as usual
and that's exactly what we want her to see.
- This is as far as you go. - Are you serious?
I gave my skin to get back into this family.
Doesn't that afford me the right
to do anything more than follow you around and open doors?
You're back, Henry, and I'm glad you're back,
but it's only been a few weeks.
You can't blame Suren
if she still can't bear the sight of you.
Keep your cool.
It might take 2 or 3 decades,
but you'll move up.
But live long enough,
you realize that most clichés are true.
Please, allow me.
It's what I live for.
I'm sorry I'm late.
I've been going over preparations for Mother.
I should have waited to invite her.
No, no. It's time. The orphans are gone.
Boston is running again with precision.
It's flawless.
Suppose Mother comes and likes what she sees.
What then?
I get more power?
I get seated in a bigger city,
the East Coast maybe.
Aren't you getting the slightest bit ahead of yourself?
Mother is going to give you your freedom.
You could use it to come with me.
I haven't seen the world in 80 years.
I want to see it with you.
It's amazing what
even the smallest passage of time can accomplish,
the cuts it can close,
the imperfections it can smooth over.
Wow! We are so hardcore,
we've shut this place down 3 nights in a row.
You could come over.
I can't.
I have to go home
and check on my water heater.
I'm sorry.
Josh, you need to quit apologizing for everything.
Your water heater, my salad earlier, the rain.
That is my fault.
I get it.
You feel bad.
You know, you could come over.
No, I--
I really can't.
Because of Aidan.
That was months ago and you're with me now again.
After everything we've been through,
and everything that...
I did,
I think we've overcome a pretty major hurdle,
and Aidan is just a tiny hurdle.
It's not so much what happened with Aidan,
it's how he treated me after it happened.
I told you that's my fault.
You made him talk to me like I was a whore?
I did not do that.
I can appreciate how much
he respects his friendship with you,
but I still kind of hate him.
Good luck with your water heater.
But in the end,
it comes down to the size of the wound, doesn't it?
If the wound is deep enough,
there might be no way to keep it from festering,
even if you have all the time in the world.
Tonight, on Paranormal Witness...
You should go on that show.
If only they knew how much we liked people.
Something was just not right with the house.
You can't ignore me forever, Sally.
I just felt very unsettled.
And then, the nightmares started.
I didn't understand what I just saw.
Something stepped in front of me.
I feel like I'm watching stories with my Meemaw!
Sorry. I was trying to drown out the Reaper.
These are things I can't explain...
Wait. Whoa, whoa, whoa! He's here?
No, not right now. He comes and goes.
Could we not talk about him, please?
Or me, for that matter?
History shows that us ignoring your problems
doesn't really work out well for anyone,
so, if you don't mind,
we will maintain the current level of care and concern.
We just wanna help you get better.
I don't think there is any getting better from this.
I shredded ghosts.
I robbed them of any chance they had at moving on.
And it's not just ghosts.
I wrecked the lives of people who were actually alive.
What?
I saw that look.
What-- what do you know?
Uh, Janet, Dr. Forest's girlfriend...
Mm-hmm?
...she was, uh, brought
into the hospital a week ago
to the, uh, psychiatric ward.
Oh my god! Why wouldn't you tell me this?
You'd been through enough.
We didn't wanna make you feel guilty.
Well, I am guilty, aren't I?
She's in the psyche ward because I possessed her.
Hey.
So, I want to invite Julia over for dinner tomorrow night
and I would like it if you could be there too.
Well, that sounds like it could be weird.
Exactly, yes.
I need to get the two of you in a room together
and confront any mutual weirdness that there might be,
just slap it in the face.
Please, man. Listen.
I need to take this thing to the next stage with her.
What next stage? You already slept with her.
That wasn't me. Stu stole my penis.
Yeah.
And besides, this isn't about sleeping together,
it's about estab--
Re-establishing an honest-to-God relationship.
With a woman that you were gonna marry.
Aren't you rushing this a little bit?
Look, Josh, I know that it hurt when Nora left.
This has nothing to do with Nora. This is about me.
This is my do-over, man.
Julia is decent
and beautiful and normal.
- Fine, I'll do it. - Fantastic!
I'll bring Suren.
- We'll double. - Awful.
You're not the only one who's digging up bones here, you know.
80 years ago, Suren and I, we had something strong.
In present day, it's complicated
and I need to know
if we can have something beyond circumstance,
see if she can do with the mundane parts of my life.
OK, I'm gonna blow past the fact
that you just called me mundane,
and agree to this deal.
Make sure you tell Suren about Julia.
Why?
Well, there are certain
golden rules to a relationship,
one being never put your current girlfriend in a room
with an old girlfriend without warning her.
Well, Julia's--
No! No, this is a very good idea,
especially when the new girlfriend
could potentially eat the old girlfriend.
They just come to me, like memories.
That's the house I lived in.
I mean, I've never lived there, but I have.
And what about this woman?
How do you know her?
Mom.
I don't know.
But I love her.
In what way?
I-- I think that's enough for today. All right?
You could help her, you know?
You could go back into Janet.
No, I can't do that.
Well, at least you're talking to me again.
It makes sense and you know it.
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