Dead Billy

Synopsis: With a thriving career in academia and a brilliant fiancé who dotes on her, grad student Calliope Girard seems to be well on the way to success. But her pleasant, orderly life is suddenly upended by a series of unexplained seizures which unlock memories of a much darker past...A past defined by violence, abuse, and manipulation, and occupied by a mysterious man she knew only as Billy.
Genre: Drama, Horror, Mystery
127 min


- I wanna show you something.

- Unstable, and on the verge

of a complete meltdown.

That's the word from German

environment Minister Matilda...

- Holy shit, that smells good!

Oh, what happened?

You okay?

- I think it's all right, I

could use a band aid though.

- It looked good, at least.

- I guess we'll just have

to make this salad night.

- You sure, it's not Thursday,

think you can handle it?

- I can improvise.

- Oh chaos, everything

is chaos, I say.

Destruction and flames,

and new torments,

and new tormented

souls I see around me,

wherever I look and

how so ever I turn,

and wherever I gaze.

- Shh.

- What's this?

- Earthquake in Poland,

I guess this nuclear

plant's about to blow.

- Shit, now I feel like an ass.

- As you should.

How was it?

- Huh?

- The lecture, how was it?

- Peruse.

- Very nice, your turn.

- Hmm, it was what it

was, I didn't learn much.

- You don't need

to learn anything,

you know it all all ready.

- Ouch.

- No, oh, shit, that's

not what I mean.

- Uh huh.

- No, really.

- Yup.

- I just mean you're smart.

- Sure.

- That's not what I...

- But that's not what...

- Stop, you know what I meant.

- Tell me again how smart I am.

- While don't you

shut up and grab me

a boiled egg from the

fridge, smart guy.

Do you want an avocado?

- Hey, will you turn

that off for a second.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing, nothing is

wrong, at least I hope not.

All my life, I've looked

at words as though

seeing them for the first time.

I rehearsed this

in my head all day.

Oh, damn it, I had this

all figured out in the car.

Uh, here.

Doubt thou the stars of fire,

doubt that the sun does move,

doubt truth to be a liar,

but never doubt my love.

Calliope Garrard,

will you marry me?

I know it's not much, I wanted

to get something bigger.

- Cali, look at me.

- I'm here.

- Oh, you're awake,

how are we feeling?

- She needs water.

- Looks like we have

had quite a night,

haven't we Calliope?

You wanna tell me

what you remember?

- I just came home.

- Mmm hmm.

- And I cut my finger.

- And?

- Doubt the stars of fire,

did you propose to me?

- So, was it a

stroke or something?

- Well, Calliope experienced

what we call a tonic clonic

event, or what was referred

to as a grand Mal seizure

back in the middle ages.

It can be triggered

by a number of things,

stress, malnutrition,

flashing lights,

were you watching television

when this happened?

- Uh, yeah.

- Yeah, okay, tell me,

can you remember having

any strange feelings

the moments preceding?

Dizziness maybe, or a

strong surge of emotions,

altered vision,

hearing, strange smells,

overwhelming sense of deja

vu, anything like that?

- I don't remember.

- Okay, well the seizure

appears to have been idiopathic.

- What does that mean?

- It's a fancy word

for we don't know.

Now, is this the first

time it's happened to you?

- I don't...

I think, when I lived with

Billy, or maybe before.

- Billy?

- And how long ago was that?

- I don't know, maybe

10 years ago, nine.

- Who's Billy?

- Was it just the one time?

- I was eighteen.

I don't, I don't...

- Okay, well listen,

I want you to relax,

I'm gonna come back in and

check on you in a little bit.

We're gonna keep you overnight

and run some tests, okay?

- Sure, okay.

- Who's Billy?

- Hey, you wanna know

why they call me dead Billy?

It was '67, '68 maybe,

before the Ted offensive.

They sent us into this

village, north of.

Everyone there was

Cong, they said.

There was this black guy,

called him big Charles,

huge motherfucker, but

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