Dead Souls

Are you okay, Mom?

It's just a little stomach ache.

Can you keep an eye

on the baby while I lay down?

Yeah.

Okay, it's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Good night, little brother.

Give me strength, Lords.

- Benjamin?

- Yes.

Something is wrong,

I need to go to the hospital.

You can't go to the hospital,

sweetheart.

Why not?

It's time for the final step.

What are you talking about?

Elizabeth?

Daniel?

What's wrong?

9-1-1,

where is your emergency?

Daniel.

I'm sorry, Bryan.

Give me the baby, Daniel!

It has to be finished!

Daniel.

Daniel, it's the only way.

For the good of us all.

You just don't understand.

Where is he, Daniel!

Hello?

Anyone home?

Mr. Conroy.

My God.

I was wrong.

There's one more.

Oh, my parents flipped when

they found out I applied out of state.

But whatever, it's not like

they really have a say in what I do.

Man, you're so lucky.

I'd give anything to get outta here.

What, Mary Mother of God

still callin' all the shots?

She thinks colleges are, uh,

morally corrupt breeding grounds.

Well, yeah.

Damn it.

Nothin' yet.

Birthday present.

Ah... jealous.

Hey.

What?

Hey, eventually my mom's

gonna start to notice.

Come on, she never notices.

She's gonna be home any minute,

so you gotta clear out.

Why?

Because you know I'm not

supposed to have friends over,

especially you.

Come on.

Typical.

What?

Have you ever had a thought

that she didn't feed you?

Uh, of course.

Yeah, uh, let me see

your cell phone real quick.

You know I don't have one.

Oh, right... why is that again?

Because they cause brain tumors.

Bingo.

See, it's like you're

a weird little clone.

Good-bye, Scott.

I'm gonna come back

and find you and her

running a creepy motel

right off the Interstate, aren't I?

Ree! Ree! Ree! Ree!

Get a TV.

This is Andrew Judson.

Hi, Mr. Judson, this is uh,

Johnny... John Petrie.

Yes, yes, yes,

I've been waiting for you to call.

Yeah, I think there's been

some kind of mistake.

I don't know

any Benjamin Conroy.

Uh, it's no mistake,

the estate of Mr. Conroy

has been willed to you

as of your 18th birthday,

which was a few days ago,

if I'm correct.

Yeah, but uh, again I...

The property's worth

a substantial amount of money.

I really need to go over

all the logistics in person.

When's the soonest

you can come to Wellfield?

See, that's the thing,

I can't exactly just leave.

- Uh, Mr. Judson, I'll call you back.

- Yes, of course, but...

Hi, Mom.

New doctor?

I ran into Helen Sampson today

and she told me about this new

medication her daughter was prescribed

for generalized anxiety

and mild depression.

Dr. Webster said it was too dangerous

to take with my Klonopin and Valium.

So, I went to Helen's doctor and...

he was more than happy

to prescribe it.

That's great.

That's the last time I see

that Webster quack.

Hey, Mom, can I talk to you

about something?

If this is about going to college

again, you can stop right there.

Those communal showers

are nothing but state sanctioned

homosexual bath houses.

No, I... I was wondering

if I could go, uh...

to church?

Don't think I don't know how long

it's been since your last confession.

No, Mom, to this town.

It's called Wellfield.

It's in Maine.

Pardon me?

I got this letter today and...

You're not going anywhere,

do you you hear me?

I am your mother and I make

the rules around here.

So, not another word.

- But...

- Not another word.

Who's Benjamin Conroy?

- Are you Mary's son?

- Yes.

I wanted to hold her

for a few days

for a more thorough

psych evaluation.

Which, trust me,

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