The Other Side of the Door

People are throwing colored powder

and buckets of water at each other

and I keep getting hit in the face with this stuff.

So, I mean, at this point, I must look like some kind of crazy clown.

And all the while, we're trying to carry on

this incredibly serious discussion

about antique furniture.

And he's telling me about this piece

that he's found that he thinks I might like.

And then, out of nowhere, he says...

I'm pregnant.

Seriously?

It is beautiful.

It's crazy.

Oh, baby, I don't want to go back.

What if we stayed here?

Started a family here.

Are you serious?

Why not?

I'm going to have to come three times a year to source antiques anyway.

What's to keep us from setting up our base here?

What do you think?

I don't know.

This yours?

Hey.

What are you saying?

I'm asking her if you and I should stay here forever.

How can you sleep? Ow!

So peacefully!

Whoa, whoa. Sweetheart, stop. Stop.

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

It's not okay.

Stop it, stop it.

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

I got you. It's okay, I got you.

Winston, come on.

Winston.

Good boy! Good boy.

Come on, boy.

Come on, Winston.

Lucy. Come on.

Morning, sweetheart.

Morning. How did you sleep?

Good.

Morning, Piki.

Morning, sir.

Michael.

Yeah, what's up?

I am...

Hey, you don't have to say anything, okay?

I'm lost, Michael. I don't know if I can live with it.

We're going to be fine.

We'll get through this.

Maria?

Hello?

Mrs. Harwood retired early for the night, sir.

She had a migraine.

I put Lucy to bed.

Right.

Okay. Night, sir.

Night-night, Piki.

Those are F and G fingers.

F and G fingers.

Wrists up like there's an orange.

And a one, two, a one, two, three, four!

What?

Yeah!

Well done.

A bunch of scribbles.

- You guys are fantastic! - Was that really you playing?

It was too good. You sure it wasn't Mommy?

No.

You're telling me it was really you playing?

That's basically it.

Can't believe it! My children are geniuses. Yeah.

I'm so proud of you both.

They worked on it all day just for you.

Happy Father's Day.

We're going to get through this.

Maria?

Maria!

Maria! Open your eyes, sweetheart.

Can you hear me? Maria?

I need you to listen to my voice, please.

Sweetheart, I need you to focus, okay?

I need you to fight this. Please!

Maria, I can't live without you.

Mommy!

Please help me.

Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy, I can't get free!

My leg's stuck!

Luce?

Lucy. No, no, no.

Lucy, please wake up, baby.

Mommy, get me out! Lucy, please wake up!

No, no, no!

Mommy, I can't get free! It hurts!

Please get me out!

Okay, okay.

Please wake up.

I'm scared! I know you're scared! I'm scared, too! Pull!

Okay? Oliver, come on.

I don't care if it hurts, you have to pull. You have to pull!

I know it hurts. You have to pull.

Keep your nose up.

Keep your nose all the way up.

Keep your nose on the ceiling.

We're all going to be okay.

Okay. Okay.

Baby.

I don't know what to do.

Please don't leave me!

I'm sorry, baby.

Mommy!

We need help! Please.

Please, somebody!

We need help!

My boy's in the car!

My boy's in the car! Please!

No! No! My boy!

Ollie!

No, my boy's in the car!

We need to get my boy!

Ollie!

Ollie!

Michael. Yeah.

She's going to be fine. But she took a lot of pills.

You are in Bombay Hospital.

Where's Michael?

He's talking to the doctor.

You are lucky to be alive, Mrs. Harwood.

I just can't bear life without him.

I had a daughter once.

Anushka.

She fell into a pond while trying to pick some plants.

I was looking away for only one minute.

What if I could bring your son back to you just one more time?

What if I could give you the chance to say your final goodbye?

What are you talking about?

I was born in a village in South India.

Surrounding our village was a big forest.

And deep within this forest

there was an abandoned temple.

It is said that the line between the world of the dead and the living

is very thin at this place.

You should go there.

Take the ashes of your son,

spread them on the steps of this temple,

lock yourself inside,

and when night comes,

he will come to you.

And you will be able to talk to him

through the door of the temple,

say your final goodbye.

I will leave you two alone.

I was so scared I lost you.

I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

If we do this,

you have to promise me one thing.

When Oliver comes to you at the temple,

you will be able to speak to him.

But no matter what you do,

no matter what he says or how much ever he pleads,

you must not open the door.

Promise me.

I promise.

It has been too long.

Let me go.

Khan.

They are the Aghori.

They live by the cremation sites.

They cover themselves in the ashes

and they feed off the flesh of the dead.

For they believe it helps them communicate with the other side.

My village is the last stop, then follow my instructions.

God, Michael. I will give him your note.

No, he's going to be frantic, and Lucy needs to know where I am.

I will take care of everything.

Dear Michael, please don't be worried.

I'm just taking a couple of days to sort my head out.

I desperately want to find a way to move on

so that we can be a family again.

I love you and Lucy so, so much.

Be home soon. Maria.

I love you so much.

Who's there?

Oliver?

Who are you?

Oliver?

Mommy?

Mommy, is that you?

Oliver, it's Mommy. Can you hear me?

Yes.

Yes, I can hear you.

Where am I, Mommy?

Baby, press yourself close.