The Beast Inside

I know, Jessica.

What's gonna happen?

Danny, is he here?

- It'll be soon, sweet one.

Anne, it's Father Geoffrey.

I think we're very near the end here.

If you can get to the hospice home soon,

I think that would be best.

I think when we get home,

we should actually turn on-

- Mom! - Pumpkin!

Oh. - I got picked for the team!

You did?! That's awesome, I knew it.

Good job.

Hey Sam?

Wasn't it nice of your mom to say hello?

- I told her about the team! - You did?

That's great, buddy.

Listen um, why don't you go inside,

let Mom and I talk for a minute, okay?

Mom, are coming home soon?

Yeah, I hope so.

I can't wait to come home. I miss you so much.

I know.

Anne, it's not me.

The judge, he said you can't just show up like this.

It needs to be scheduled, supervised.

I know, I know.

- Look, I'm not trying to be the bad guy here.

I want him to spend time with you.

And Meredith.

That's Sam's aunt, not his mom.

Look, I'm serious, if they found out you did this,

you could lose your visitation and I don't want that.

No one has to find out.

We have talked about this.

I need to do what's best for him.

I need to make sure he's safe, and frankly-

You don't think he's safe with me?

Sometimes he is.

Other times...

Is it any better?

With the new medication?

Yeah, yeah a little.

Okay.

Then stick with it.

I know you can beat this.

Okay.

Okay.

Don't you wanna say goodbye to him?

Just tell him I love him, okay?

Everything okay?

One minute.

Can we talk about last week?

Anne.

You missed your appointment.

Yeah um, it was a weird week.

I just, I lost track of time. Sorry.

Okay. That can happen, I understand.

But remember Anne,

this is part of your path back to your son.

The court says you have to be here or else.

Yeah, I get it.

How have things been?

Things have been difficult.

You look tired.

I feel tired.

Anne, you don't have to do this alone.

You should consider coming to group on Thursdays.

You know, this thing here,

it doesn't work if you can't bring yourself

to be honest with me.

Yes?

- Trust me, you don't want me to be honest with you.

I'm here.

Hey Annie.

Okay, here's what I have on my charts.

The MRI shows no lesions

or other abnormalities in the brain, which is good.

Some of your blood work is gonna take a few days

to come back, so be patient.

Your A-7 counts are good.

No sign of any spinal fluid leakage,

or anything that could explain what you're describing.

You are seeing someone about these experiences, aren't you?

Yeah, but it's not helping.

- Okay, maybe there's some alternatives you can investigate?

Thanks, Doctor.

The room is quiet.

Your mind is quiet.

You're relaxed and at peace.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

We're in a safe space,

a place where we can explore your fears and your worries.

Anne, I want you to tell me what you see

when you close your eyes.

What is your mind's eye showing you?

What?

We're done here.

Did you hear me? Get the fuck out!

Now bitch!

- I still have to pay you. - I don't want your money.

Get out of my sacred space.

(sighs) Hello Anne.

$120 per day, no room service,

but there's a bar across the street and the food is edible.

You don't have a cat, do you?

Room 218 down at the end, dial zero if you need anything.

Hello Father.

- You can't call me that. I'm not a priest anymore.

- Because of what happened with those kids?

I'll have two of what he's having.

Yes, because of those kids.

- Weird, all those years, seeing you on Sundays,

you would have never struck me as the type.

Father Edgar, yeah, not you.

There is no type, Anne. I'm sick.

And broke.

You aren't going to count it? I could be cheating you.

I taught you better than that.

Can I get you anything else?