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His toy was stepped on,

and he's not sleepy yet.

But he will fix it, see?

Come on.

Don't let go.

Hey, and sit.

Don't look.

You can relax.

Hey.

Hey.

You're safe.

No.

Look.

Do you see him?

Si.

He's your ghost now,

and he's everywhere you are.

Don't think about him.

I can hold him back for a while.

I know how you suffer.

I know, I know.

He wants to kill me.

The last thing the spirit

wants is to kill you.

He did not intend to die.

If you die, he will

pass with you.

He cannot take you over.

He cannot kill you.

He's tethered to you,

it's what I call it,

but everybody knows about it.

I don't.

Si, you do.

When my Mama passed,

she tethered to my Dad.

She rode along with him

like a passenger in a car.

She rode with him

for a whole month.

And then one day

he felt her just... go.

Just don't die.

Lift off like a balloon.

There's someone in every family

who can tell the same story.

But your ghost was a man

who died unloved.

They need a willing

stranger to attach.

Did he bring you to the body?

I had one that took me

in that way.

So how do I get him off,

or out, or...

untethered?

He must choose to untie,

but he will never do that.

Never?

For him, the Light is like fire.

He will never go in.

Maybe he won't go alone.

What are you saying?

He was in love with a girl.

He told me about her

when we met.

Alice.

He shows her to me sometimes.

I think he wants me to find her.

You know what he's asking for.

Yes.

He wants me to kill her,

so that he can

take her with him.

Some of my tethers,

they want me to do

terrible things,

but if you want to

take a life to save your own,

now your life

is not worth saving.

When I bought that ad,

I was so sure

I'd be glad to find anything.

Now I know a little more

why Mom wants just wants

to go to sleep at the end.

You haven't heard

the good part yet.

What's the good part?

I will show you.

The ghost who haunts you

is proof only of what happens

when we are afraid

to leave this world.

But when we finally do,

what happens then

is another story.

It's like home.

Arms all around you.

It's like a whole other memory

that come flooding back,

that was in the tip of

your brain the whole time.

Remember now

what it was like to die...

and what came after.

Wow.

We get to be young again.

Josefina?

What stops you from ending it?

Ending it yourself and just

getting to the good part?

I will never do that.

And neither will you.

Promise.

If we do that, we miss

the entire point.

We are not in this life

to be comfortable

or to be satisfied.

We are here for the adventure.

Got any change?

God bless you!

I need it badly.

If you got anymore.

I was in a terrible fire.

Keep it together, dude.

(engine starts)

Keep it together, dude.

Keep it together, dude.

Keep it together, dude.

Keep it together, dude.

Oh, keep it together, dude.

Keep it together, dude.

Keep it together, dude.

Ahh!

Sorry.

Keep it together, dude.

(key jangles)

(tapping on window)

(door handle jiggles)

Got your car back.

I see that.

Thank you.

Miles...

I'm sorry.

Did you see her?

I saw Josefina.

She could see Nelson.

You mean...

My ghost.

I know you don't

believe a word...

Nelson Kinny.

LAX runway worker.

They found the body.

It was on the news, and...

He's here, now, isn't he?

Yes.

Do you see him?

No.

Well, for a second, I thought...

It's because you're

scared now, too.

You're starting to believe me.

I believe you.

I believe you.

What did she tell you?

I mean, is there

something we can do to...

Nothing.

There's nothing.

(static hissing)

There is something.

Don't lie to me.

Miles... tell me

what she said.

Oh!

I'm sorry.

It's okay, it's okay.

I just...

It's all right.

It's just an egg.

I'm going to fix it.

Here we go, no big deal.

So, this girl, Alice,

do you think you'd recognize

her face if we have...

Enough.

We're not talking

about her, you promised.

There's only one option here,

and it's not really

an option, so just...

Don't tell me

what my options are.

I never hurt anybody on purpose,

but when it comes to my son,

there's no such thing as morals,

no right and wrong.

I'd personally end innocent

lives by the goddamn dozens

if it meant...

you could be alive,

if it meant you could be happy.

I call that worth it.

I call that being a mother

and having a son.

(sighs)

(priest)

The virtuous man,

though he die before

his time, will find rest.

The length of days

is not what makes age honorable,

nor years

the true measure of life...

(Miles)

How many do you see?

Three plus a priest.

Not four?

(hissing)

He has sought to please God,

so God has loved him.

Your funeral's pathetic, Nelson,

you sad son of a b*tch.

He has been taken up,

he has been carried off

so that evil may not

warp his understanding

or treachery seduce his soul,

for the fascination of evil

throws good things

into the shade,

and the whirlwind of desire

corrupts a simple heart.

Coming to perfection

in so short a time,

he achieved long life.

His soul being pleasing

to the Lord.

He is taken in quickly

from the wickedness around him.

It does not enter their heads

that grace and mercy

await the chosen of the Lord

and protection, his holy ones.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

The Lord make His face

shine upon you

and be gracious to you.

The Lord lift up

His countenance upon you

and give you peace.

Beautiful service.

(withering chuckle)

Hmph.

Hmm.

You're Alice.

Nelson told me about you.

I'm Miles.

I worked with him.

YOU?

Greasy runway rat?

Really?

Nelson described me so damn well

you could spot me like this?

Yeah.

I mean, no.

He had pictures.

He had pictures?

Son of a b*tch.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

My loss?

I thought you said you knew him.

I did care for him.

A long time ago.

This one never did get it

straight in his head

how I'd never feel

what he felt, and...

well, he kept coming.

Never did stop.

Never did stop with

the needles, either.

When I heard he'd gone missing,

I already had it figured

for an OD'er.

OD'er?

As in "OD."

As in oh, dear,

you shot too much sh*t

and croaked, you stupid a**hole.

I'm glad he's gone.

I shouldn't say that here.

I'm glad you're gone.

You see him?

I... I thought I did.

Tell me what is happening.

Now.

It's Nelson.

No.

Look, Alice...

Alice calm down, okay?

Calm down.

Alice, look at me, please.

Nelson is wherever I go.

He's haunting me.

He's my ghost.

Make this stop.

He can't hurt you.

But he wants to, doesn't he?

Only because he didn't

want to leave...

and he's scared to go alone.

He wants you to hurt me.

Alice...

Alice, I promise you,

I will live the rest of my life

making sure that Nelson

never gets what he wants.

I promise, you'll be safe.

You can say goodbye to him now.

And you can mean it.

(whispering indistinctly)

(gun c*cks)

(Click)

(empty chamber clicking)

(screaming)

(sobbing)

Mom...

(sobbing loudly)

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