Possession Page #3

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I can't do that, Miranda.

Why not?

The guy's done time

for assauIt, aIong

with God knows what eIse.

Look, he's dangerous.

You, of aII peopIe,

shouId know that.

Ryan wouIdn't

want me to.

Sorry.

I didn't mean...

No, it's okay.

I know you're right.

Look, babe.

AII I'm saying is

you have to do something.

You can't Iive Iike this.

Right?

Thanks for doing this.

It'II be good for him

to see you.

How's he doing?

He's not reaIIy

himseIf yet.

No sh*t.

You Ieft it

at my pIace.

Figured you'd

want it back.

Oh, you must be

a friend of Roman's.

Look, I knew

you'd stiII be pissed.

(STUTTERING) I'm sorry.

I reaIIy don't know you.

What, Iike, at aII?

I'm sorry.

Want one?

I don't smoke.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

What the heII

are you doing?

I want us to taIk.

Fine, Roman, taIk.

Don't caII me that.

I've been trying to

figure this out.

Trying to

remember things.

And it's Iike

everything's there,

but it aII happened

Remember the storm

in Cancun?

The aIabaster hair band

you Iost in Maui?

We searched the ocean

for hours?

Remember when

we went to Pastis,

and the waiter spiIIed

a bottIe of BaroIo

aII over my white shirt?

No.

The circus in Kentucky?

Why are you doing this?

'Cause I have no choice.

These are my memories.

Jess...

I Iove you.

No. No, you don't.

You're my wife.

Stop it.

MIRANDA:
I don't know

what he's doing,

but he's Iying to you.

You can't Iet him

get to you.

What if it's reaI?

Jess.

No, I mean it. What if

I couId have him back?

What if I couId do things

right this time?

He was in an accident.

It's not your fauIt.

He used to write me

Iove Ietters every week.

And I never

wrote him back.

I just Iet them piIe up,

Iike IOUs.

I had the perfect Iife,

and it just didn't matter

how many peopIe toId me,

I took it for granted.

Thought he'd

aIways be there.

Jess...

He's not gone.

Sorry, my hands

are not working right.

I have something

for you.

I fixed it.

Norman.

DR. CREANE:

You are disappearing.

You are becoming nothing.

You wiII hear nothing

but the sound of my voice.

When your heart sIows down,

so wiII your thoughts.

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One.

I want you to

go back to the day

of the accident.

Where are you?

What can you see?

White.

Fog.

What eIse?

I'm driving.

(GASPS)

ReIax.

Go back, go back.

Where are you now?

Birthday.

Whose name

is on the cake?

Ryan.

Are you Ryan?

DR. CREANE:

Who are you?

ROMAN:
I'm hurting.

Say your name.

Roman.

I see Roman.

Say your name.

Give me your name.

Give me

your one true name.

CIear!

Give me your reaI name.

Jess!

Take care of Ryan

on his journey. Amen.

JESS:
I'm so scared, David.

I don't want to

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