Blue team to ICU,
please. Blue team, ICU.
Ms. Ashland? I'm Omar.
- I'm the nurse - who's been taking care of you.
You're at
Columbia Western Hospital.
You're safe here.
Are you comfortable?
- How about we take - these bandages off, huh?
Ah...
Why can't I see?
- I'll let your doctor know - you're ready.
Back in two blinks.
- I understand - we're trying to reach
Your brother overseas.
Japan, is it?
Look at me, please.
Is that really necessary?
Not sure. Doctors on TV do it.
What is happening?
Who did this to me?
Ah!
- Now, the chemicals - that you were exposed to
- But seared. - Left your optic nerve intact,
In simple terms,
and I'm so sorry to say this,
uh, but the damage
is irreversible.
How tall would you say
he or she was?
He.
Could be either.
It felt like a man.
This medication.
Was there anything else
of value in your car?
My Ruggieri.
What's that?
Other than tough to spell.
Violin.
I just took it out of storage.
- -You'd say it's worth... - -Five-hundred thousand.
Dollars?
No, we didn't see that.
- And still no trace - of your phone?
- -Treating this as a robbery... - It wasn't.
I told you, he came for me
to do this to me.
- Did some reading - on your husband.
Ex-husband.
No shortage of people he upset.
Or there's your celebrity.
Before him.
Any interesting fans, ever?
- Haven't been famous - in a long time.
But that famous?
It ever go away?
Can we...
We'll speak again soon.
We'll find this guy.
And in the meantime,
let yourself adjust
to your new world.
Let your senses get caught up.
We got your brother.
Here.
Hello.
Hello?
Ellen, you there?
Easton?
Ellen, Christ.
I can't believe that...
This is what it takes
for us to talk?
I guess so.
- For two months until I'm back. - I've hired your care
He's on the line with us.
Mr. Haley, are you there?
Clayton, please.
Ms. Ashland, hello.
- I was just about - to tell my sister
- How you come - highly recommended.
And your specialty...
people transitioning
into a new...
Handicap?
Lifestyle.
Think I found you
an apartment near downtown.
Can tell you all about it,
but just know
that it's safe and quiet.
What you need.
Yes?
We spoke yesterday.
I'm Clayton.
- I hope I didn't startle you, - I let myself in.
Where am I?
Home. For now.
It's apartment 902.
I can come back later,
it's no problem.
Wait.
Come in.
It's nice to meet you,
Ms. Ashland.
Sun's out today.
Bet you're happy
to be out of the hospital.
This place kinda reminds me
of that story... "The Veldt"?
- -What? - -I think it's by Bradbury.
Uh, this family,
in their luxurious home,
a-anything the kids imagined,
the house brings to life.
How'd I get here?
We took a town car
to the city, right?
Yeah, well, these would kick
a linebacker's ass.
My brother described photos.
Living room, kitchen.
But in here?
Bathroom straight ahead,
hallway on the right,
window on your left.
Colors of this room
are shades of blue,
meant to soothe.
And you?
Ooh. Who do I want to be today?
If I said a young Brando,
would that make it easier?
Maybe for you.
Look, I know you hate this,
and you can hate me, too,
but I am the easiest part
of this puzzle.
- I graduated - top of my nursing class.
- Of patients like you before, - I've worked with plenty
Legally-blind, deaf,
young, old.
I'm the Ferrari
of personal care.
Uh, how does lunch in 30 sound?
Not hungry.
Mm, you gotta eat.
I'll take it in here.
This place is nice,
but it isn't the Ritz.
Kitchen in 30.
There she is.
Don't do that.
Sorry, it's just that
you snuck up on me.
On you?
Why don't you have
some of this garlic penne,
a lay of the land?
And then we'll get
- I'm here weekdays - 11:00 to 2:00, for now.
Rejoice or shudder
at that thought.
- I'll let myself in, I'll tend - to cooking, some cleaning,
But I'm mostly here
to help in the capital A
adjustment department.
- Losing your sight doesn't mean - you have to lose yourself.
- You can do all the things - you love,
That you're good at, and more.
And down the line,
I'll teach you Braille,
your cane, dictation software.
Eleven calls building security.
Twenty two gets my cell.
Programmed here
and the master bedroom.
I am off to the finicky
Mr. Hudson on Mercer Island,
unless you need anything else.
It's been my pleasure,
Ms. Ashland.
Hasta manana.
Hi, you've reached Sasha.
I'll get back to you.
Third time trying.
I can't reach my brother,
his work,
time zones. I get it.
But you? Where are you?
I hate it here.
It feels so... empty.
It isn't home.
I miss you.
I got you something.
I can take her back.
No, no.
What color?
What do you want it to be?
- -It doesn't matter what I want. - -Sure it does.
I mean, you see her
in your head,
so your imagination's
either free in there or...
Opposite of free
is captive.
Which you would know
something about?
Mm-mm. Other than
you as my cellmate?
I've had to use my imagination.
- Might as well redecorate - the whole place in my head
While we're at it.
What color is she?
Baby blue.
You gonna name her?
We just did.
Put a mirror in there, will you?
Let her recognize something.
Sure.
Come here.
How come I can hear all this...
still loud and clear?
If it's overkill, y...
Shh!
But here...
This is thicker glass.
Faces west,
and wind coming off the bay.
You got a voicemail.
Ms. Ashland,
it's Detective Bryce.
- Of your husband, - I've looked into the clients
And everyone checks out so far.
- Forensics couldn't pull - any unusual fingerprints
- From your car, - but there are boot treads
We're looking into.
Think of anything, call me.
Your brother told me
how it happened.
Hey, it's okay, you're safe.
No one's gonna find you here.
Castle keep.
Heard that before.
Bennett.
The ex?
His words, "You hang with me,
you're safe with me."
You Googled us?
None of my business. Ah.
Maybe.
Yeah, it's kinda
the first thing I did.
- Tend to find yourself - on scorched earth
When you steal
other people's life savings.
Except Sasha.
She's the only friend
who stuck around...
even after what we did to her.
We?
- The kind of money he made - for everyone...
Nobody questioned it.
Who'd want to?
And now he's...
Serving 15.
Pissed off someone
who can't get to him,
so they're after me, instead.
- And if I couldn't see them - the first time...
Okay. Enough.
Sit.
Look, I know it's hard,
but no amount of anger
is going to save you.
Optimism, passion,
who you were before him...
Ended.
Music?
The violin.
Your album went gold.
I saw the videos. Child prodigy
sells out London, Prague,
moves people to tears.
Who you were,
the original Ellen...
Ended with it. Can we not?
- You might not know... - All I'm saying is,
Can we not?
Definitely not the Ritz.
Salt.
I'm sorry.
I'm no good like this.
I am going
to leave you with this.
- My personal safety, - Because I value
- I wouldn't dare force a lesson - on you just yet.
Au revoir?
- You've - reached the security office
For The Lacuna Center...
Hi, you've reached Sasha.
I'll get back to you...
Ellen...
You okay?
Didn't mean to. Night.
Hello?
I'm not gonna
tell you again!
She needs someone!
Do you know what you've done?
I told you to stay away
from her, okay?
She's dangerous. She's a drunk.
She's drugged,
She needs help!
I told you!
Your senses have gone into...
- I swear, - it was like she was in here.
Into overdrive.
- You told me I could reach - security if I dialed 11.
Did you hit the right button?
That's what security told me.
Okay, I'll talk to someone.
Do yourself a favor,
focus on this side of the wall.
And if you hear anything else,
Seattle's finest.
I was thinking
we could brave the lunch crowds
and take a walk to the water.
No.
Sure.
Can hit like a train
if you're not ready...
world outside.
World inside.
- Why would she leave - her balcony open
On such a windy day?
- Will help you... - Okay, so this program
Maybe she couldn't get to it.
-...with your Internet, - your email...
Maybe she was incapacitated.
- Okay. - Where do you get these ideas?
Uh, so hit return
to start and stop,
that'll read your email.
To Ellen
Ashland, from Easton Ashland.
I'm writing you from
another rainy night in Tokyo.
Want to learn this or not?
Bo. Mo.
Duck you.
Okay, let's go
to voice command mode.
Voice command mode?
Um...
So, why this line of work?
The money can't be good
enough to put up with me.
My mother...
she was sick since I was little.
Couldn't get out of bed.
My dad didn't have to work,
like me, inheritance.
So the only thing
he ever really got good at
was drinking.
When you grow up that way,
looking after her,
and losing her to that...
you wanna make yourself useful.
Your imagination
get you through?
She'd pass the days
by making bird cages
from her bed.
These huge, ornate things.
And if it was exotic,
she had to have it.
African Greys, macaws.
I'd give them names
and personalities.
I'd make my sister act out
all these stories with me.
The whole flock.
The job's not so different now.
But it's-it's weirder still,
Every client
requires something tailor-made.
Mr. Neilson in Ballard
gets one Clayton,
- Mrs. Woodsen on the water - requires another.
And part of me just feels
I have to be all these things
for all these people.
And which Clayton do I get?
Uh, that's the scary part.
I think you get me.
What are we looking at?
Um...
There's a couple
walking their sheep dog
past a car that's been parallel
parking since the Ice Age.
Countless windows.
But looking up,
Can I see you?
Oh, it's half-past two.
I should go.
Uh... Sorry, I didn't...
Speak.
From Easton Ashland.
How are you settling in?
- I'm going to find - a weekend to fly home.
Stop.
Who is it?
You left me a note?
Next door.
I'm Lana.
Brought tea.
I don't...
I can't see.
I'm Ellen.
Come in. I'll put some water on.
Fancy art.
Matches the music.
You know I used to play?
Mm, classical stuff I heard.
- Russo's got a painting - like this one.
Wasn't cheap.
Russo?
My husband.
You just got here, hm?
For me here.
It's just temporary
My brother's in business
on Japan...
My brother's in business...
You mind if I...
Not inside, thanks.
Nobody smokes in this city.
Even my brother quit.
Partner when he visits...
Otherwise you'd have a cancer
Smoking partner.
Excuse me?
You said smoking partner. Here.
Well, I said my brother.
I miss him.
Think he misses you?
Of course he does. He must.
W-Why?
Did it...
Did it hurt?
What?
Your eyes, losing 'em.
I didn't lose them.
Your sight, I-I mean.
I didn't lose anything.
It was taken from me.
I-I didn't mean...
I should probably...
I ever had my sight?
How'd you know
I didn't,
it's just I wondered
who put those bruises there.
- You're right, - it's none of my business.
Oh, I didn't say that.
No.
- -I'm making another mess. - -What do you mean, mess?
What do you mean, mess?
Nothing, it's nothing.
I know you heard me scream.
My husband goes out of town
sometimes and I get sad.
You're shaking.
How old are you?
None of your business.
Forty-eight.
Why are you lying to me?
Don't trust anyone.
Wait.
Wait!
It's him.
Yes. A scar. Fresh stitches.
Her husband did that to her.
I met him.
When?
Today. Left your place
as he was getting in.
- The guest in 902. - He asked if I was seeing
He seemed nice enough.
Of course he did.
When she saw him,
you didn't hear
the fear in her voice.
He apologized for the noise.
- He said - his wife hadn't been well.
And you just believe him?
Well, he speaks for her,
Exactly.
Detective Bryce.
Hi there.
Uh, my name's Officer Nieman.
- I'm responding - to a noise complaint
At this address.
Officer Nieman
said she was lucid, calm.
- Didn't convey she was - in danger.
She was terrified.
- I did a little digging, - and I'll confide.
Mrs. Latch
has a bit of a history.
She's hurt herself before.
I-I heard her scream.
She came to me frightened.
The... The stitches?
Stitches?
Her face.
Her scar?
Long healed, or so Nieman says.
Thought it was a birthmark.
No. I know what I felt.
How old is she?
Nieman said 48.
She didn't tell you he hit her.
She said, "Don't trust anyone."
Does that sound like
a well person to you?
Two days ago. The same car,
same alarm, same time.
How do you know?
Happened right when
you got here, 11 a.m.
Heard the alarm
as you rang the bell.
Same siren?
Alarm.
Forget it.
Look, I believe you.
- It's a big city, - it's got lots of alarms.
- You heard it all the way - up here?
Overdrive.
Yeah.
This lighter?
Uh, where do you want
I don't.
It's not mine.
- I mean, it was just sitting - right here.
10:57 a.m.
11:02 a.m.
You hungry?
Shh! Get in here.
What kind of car?
Hey, you were right.
It's the same time?
Why'd it stop?
Some guy's getting in.
Same time every other day.
Looking for patterns
where there are none.
It is a pattern.
I get here for my job
as he takes off for his.
Hey, you've got to take it easy
on yourself. Okay?
- The thing that saves you - isn't out there
- Or at the bottom - of a cocktail glass.
It's, uh, here.
- Your eyes won't ever be - what they were.
You won't need them to.
But once the rest of you heals,
Ah! Help me.
Search
results for Russo Latch.
Image results for Russo Latch.
Video results for Russo Latch.
Can I apologize
for the other day?
Are you all right?
Hey.
What?
I'm sorry, I...
You're her husband, aren't you?
I can hear you breathing.
Answer me! Speak!
- Search - results for Russo Latch.
Image results for Russo Latch.
Video...
I know she was here.
- -Don't come any closer. - -Oh, shut up.
- Guess it was too much to ask - for a normal neighbor.
- Think I'll speak to building - management about the policy
- On intrusive resident behavior, - because, personally,
- I feel like - this place is better off
With one less paranoid bitch.
Yes?
I've been outside
the past half an hour,
working up the nerve to call.
He was here. Just now.
What?
He threatened me.
- I'll talk to him - right God-damn now.
No! Just...
Wait.
- You were outside - working up the nerve to do what?
- -Ellen, what did he say to you? - -The nerve to call...
- -And tell me what? Clayton! - -Nothing.
- I can't accept payment from you - as your caretaker.
I-I can't work for you
if I have feelings for you.
Look, it's-it's unprofessional,
I know.
But it's the truth,
and that's what you deserve.
I can't have you relying on me.
- You can call it a crush, you can - call it whatever you want...
I'll call you an asshole.
Please, just...
For making me say this.
I...
I like the Ferrari.
We can still do the same things.
I can help you. I can make sure
that you're safe.
Starting with the asshole
next door.
We can do that as friends
or maybe,
maybe something more.
Oh, you're...
- I can't. I've been wrong - about everything.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I didn't... I'm sorry.
About next door, about you.
We have got to start over
professionally.
I need to rely on you
more than whatever this is.
Ellen, I made a mistake.
Don't...
Hi, you've reached Sasha.
I'll get back to you.
Clayton?
I'm sorry.
I don't know how to do this.
No one visits me.
I can't get a hold of anyone,
Please stay.
Don't make me apologize twice.
Clayton?
What do you want?
Clayton?
Clayton!
9-1-1.
- Of your emergency? - What's the nature
Ellen. I'm a paramedic.
Ellen? Ellen, can you hear me?
You were bleeding from your
wrist, but I bandaged you up.
Are you feeling all right?
Your neck? It hurts?
Not seeing anything.
Are you looking at it?
I'll be right back.
I shouldn't have left you.
Oh.
What happened? Hey. It's okay.
You're all right.
Hey, Detective Bryce drove in.
I told him about next door.
No, it wasn't him.
It was the man from that night.
Do you need to tell me anything
before you talk to him?
You've been drinking.
I've been worried
about the drinking.
- -We've all felt lost at some... - -Get away from me.
No, Ellen, no. Stop.
Do you know
where they'd take you?
Do you really wanna be anywhere
but here in your condition?
- -He wants to talk to you alone. - -Then get him.
And get everyone else
out of here.
It's just the front door.
No sign of forced entry.
Clayton locked it behind him.
I heard it lock and unlock.
- Usually, the one - I would suspect here
- Is the caretaker - of the blind woman he...
It wasn't him, either.
I said usually. How long
have you known Sasha Krenlin?
- -Three years. - -Rather...
How well do you know her?
She's a good friend.
- We pulled from beside your car - The boot treads
Were half a shoe size
smaller than yours.
After I first spoke
to Ms. Krenlin,
- we haven't been able - to locate her.
Left town in a rush.
- But not without leaving - ample shoe-prints
Outside her property.
I won't ask you to guess
what size they were.
What are you saying?
- A restraining order - was taken out against her,
Six years ago, Vancouver,
for stalking a co-worker's wife.
Charges were filed.
Aggravated assault.
But she has reason to.
She couldn't.
Oh, my God.
This is not your fault.
But tonight...
She was wearing that mask again.
You saw it?
I heard it.
- I heard her breathing - through it.
That mask was the last thing
I ever saw
- and it'll be the first thing - you see
- When you review - the security footage.
I have. For the hallway,
lobby, stairwells.
Your caretaker
left this unit at 8:05 p.m.
he let himself back in
Few minutes later,
with a man from lobby security
after 9-1-1 dispatch
alerted them of your call.
- -And? - -Cameras show no one else
Coming into this unit tonight.
By all accounts,
you've been alone.
You just said it was her.
That night, we think.
But tonight
someone broke in here,
attacked me again!
My God, next door, ask them.
They told me they heard nothing.
No shared wall with this room.
The vent.
They were playing my music.
You know that?
Look, there's either a glitch
with the camera or...
She was in here! She could've
come in through the balcony.
- We reviewed the tapes - from the roof.
The space above you is empty.
I can't do this.
- This intruder - didn't enter by force,
Didn't take anything,
didn't say anything.
Did they?
That window
doesn't make a sound.
I hear the same alarm
at the same time.
Lana's stitches.
Now no one believes me.
I can't...
- This is what she wants, - isn't it?
I'll let you rest, and I'll
check the cameras again.
- Thank Mr. Haley - for going to bat for you.
Without him, I'd recommend
you be put on suicide watch.
And if I may offer
the simplest explanation,
in your virgin state
of being sightless,
- perception - won't always be reality.
Perception is my only reality.
I'm sorry.
Didn't mean to wake you.
Make it up to you
with an omelet?
Take the day off.
I'm going to... call my brother.
"We've all felt lost
at some point"?
Drop by later? Make a special
take-care-of-you dinner?
Easton,
you were right
about my marriage,
and I was wrong to put
this distance between us.
I'm sorry to do this to you.
But it has nothing
to do with you.
Clayton, we've hardly
come to know one other...
but you deserve someone
stronger than I am.
- Forgive me - for bringing you into this.
Sasha...
I chose not to see
what he was doing,
stealing from you.
Maybe I've had a hand
in what you've done to me...
but may you pay
for what you've done.
I know I am.
I'm afraid
to fall asleep at night,
terrified of the days
in between,
unable to convince anyone
of anything I believe...
even myself...
which is what scares me most.
Next door...
Lana might be in trouble.
Maybe now someone who can
make sense of it all will...
because I can't.
- Not while I'm locked - in my own head
Like a house with no windows...
where any truth I look for...
I can't find.
I'm sorry.
And...
goodbye.
Ellen.
Clayton.
How are you?
Your husband around?
- He's waiting for me - down in the lobby.
Down in the lobby?
Trouble finding your keys?
In here somewhere.
Think I'd have heard them
by now.
You know... it was nothing,
anyway.
Unless there's something
I can help you with.
You left something at my place.
Darn.
Give me a hand, would you?
I went over the balcony.
Lana, what is this place?
Home.
- There are hidden cameras, - aren't there?
Microphones?
Lana.
Of course.
And to make phone calls?
Sasha, my brother, where did
he think he was sending me?
- -Why are you helping them? - -What?
And the men helping him.
Clayton,
How many of them are there?
Why are they doing this?
I-i-it's all for you.
W-What did I do to them?
To-to them?
You saved them.
I have to go.
Wait.
How do I get out of here?
- -Honey. - What're you doing here?
Sorry.
Car's waiting.
Let's go.
Goodbye, Ellen.
Who's there?
It's your personal chef.
One special dinner coming up.
Going to take care of me?
If you'll let me.
Your hand.
Can I take a look at that?
Do I have to ask
if that's an accident?
Is this about Lana?
I think it'd be wise if you had
less interaction with her.
With her husband?
You saw her just now
- I think if we look out - the window right now,
We'll see them
getting into their car?
- I'd assume - they'd be gone by now.
He told me they're going
up north for a few weeks.
Russo, or whatever his name is,
He's taking her away,
- because she was about - to tell me more.
What are you going to do to her?
- -What? - -What else?
- -Ellen... - -Detective Bryce.
- That cop, Nieman, - you've all been lying to me
- Since the moment - you brought me here.
- Maybe we should call - your brother
Or your doctor.
- This place is a fucking lie, - and I wanna know why!
Lana wasn't taken anywhere.
Her husband checked her out.
What?
- They're re-evaluating - her treatment.
- And next they're gonna talk - about re-evaluating yours.
- -Treatment? - -What do you think this is,
Ellen, Alcatraz?
People visit Alcatraz.
What did Lana tell you?
This was all for me.
Patients like you and her,
paid for by your brother.
- You told me you see patients - all over the city!
Yeah, because I do.
- This isn't the only program - that I work for.
You stood at that window
and told me all about
the world out there!
Of course I did, with you.
- -To make it as real as possible. - -You're lying.
To ease your transition
back into the real world,
- no matter how unorthodox - it may feel...
- -Stop lying! - -You suffer from PTSD...
Is that a lie?
And you're newly blind.
Ellen, I am sorry about
this downturn in your recovery,
really, I am. I failed you.
- -But that doesn't... - -I don't believe you!
All this place is,
is to keep you safe.
I tried to kill myself!
You tried.
Ellen, you are hurt.
You need help.
You're right.
I need help.
That's what we're here for.
I'll freshen up before dinner.
I'll get started on that,
and the surprise
that makes it special.
Have a seat.
Put out your hands.
Had it tuned and everything.
I don't know what to say.
Say nothing. Try playing.
Why did you ever stop?
My husband.
But if there was
ever a way back to her...
isn't this it,
to that... original Ellen?
This is all
part of the treatment?
You know any of my music?
Oh, sure.
Your rendition of the...
Kreutzer Sonata.
Back in two blinks.
- Usually, - the one I'd suspect here
Is the caretaker
of the blind woman.
Wasn't him, either.
I said usually.
My mother, she was sick
since I was little.
Is that really necessary?
She'd pass the days by making
bird cages from her bed.
Personalities.
I'd give them names,
Part of me just feels
I have to be all these things
for all these people.
The whole flock.
Is that really necessary?
I'm not sure.
Doctors on TV do it.
Back in two blinks.
I'm a paramedic.
Ellen, can you hear me?
The one I'd suspect here is the
caretaker of the blind woman.
- I feel like - this place is better off
With one less paranoid bitch.
And which Clayton do I get?
That's the scary part.
I think you get me.
Don't trust anyone.
You've seen a ghost.
You look like
Exactly what I was thinking.
- -Listen... - -Drinks?
It's a special dinner, isn't it?
Have a seat.
Before the food cools off.
Didn't tell you, did I?
Finished your story. The Veldt.
Read it to me, anyway.
Had the computer
There's hope for you yet.
Didn't even know the Veldt meant
the plains in Africa.
So that's what the kids want,
and their house brings it
to life, in the nursery.
The heat, the tall grass.
And that ending?
The lions.
Kind of depraved, isn't it?
Don't you think?
What?
That the kids lock
Mom and Dad in the nursery?
Or that the lions eat
Mom and Dad?
No, that the kids
watch it happen...
with smiles on their faces.
Parents got what they deserved.
I'm sorry.
I got it.
105 North Avenue, 52.
Lana?
Ellen!
Where are you?
Wait.
You didn't kill him,
did you?
No.
- Which is why - we have to get out of here.
You have to help me.
I told you. This is home.
Lana, what are you
talking about?
He's all the family I have.
You're his sister?
This isn't what you want.
You tried to warn me.
I tried to stay quiet,
but we got you here.
You were so real.
You can't save me
like you saved him.
What did I save him from?
Where you are now.
The dark.
Ellen!
I know what it feels like to be
under someone else's control.
Believe me, I've been there.
But I'm going
to take my hand away.
We're going to get out of here,
and he never
gets to hurt you again.
Only one way out.
No, together.
For one of us.
Go back the way you came.
There's a vent in his room.
I hid it from him.
The only way out.
Go.
Go, or I'll scream.
Clayton, what happened to you?
Everything changed
the day my mother died.
My father made us watch
as he smashed her bird cages
with the birds still inside.
That made me angry.
So he...
dragged me by my hair
into the cellar,
and he locked me down there
for three and a half years.
Was my imagination.
My only lifeline to the outside
And when I thought
there was no end in sight...
what I heard in the walls
and the vents,
what my sister
would play for me,
when she could sneak it...
the same music I used
to listen to with my mother.
My music?
- And you would never know - that you were the light for me
In that black hole, until
I could be the same for you.
I had this place
built for you...
but you made it real.
To make it real again,
And now you need
as you did before.
Where you are is in your head.
- It doesn't have to be Seattle - outside the windows, either.
I can take you anywhere.
And I can be... anyone.
Everyone.
I'll make it real. Me and you.
And only you.
What?
How else can I know you're real?
That Clayton isn't part of...
They belong to me.
I don't belong to them.
You would have me, what,
get rid of them?
You can't, can you?
- They were all you had - in the dark.
You, you were all I had!
Then help me, Clayton.
Be that original Ellen.
Why can't the man I'm falling
for be himself with me?
And only himself?
Ellen!
The only way out.
Ellen?
Ellen? Ellen!
Back in the cage, little bird.
What did you do?
No, no, no...
Clayton.
Lana?
Where is she?
Where is she? Where's Ellen?
You let her go.
Give her back to me.
Give her back.
- You don't leave me. You promised - you wouldn't leave me.
You promised
you wouldn't leave me.
- Not like this, not like this. - Don't leave me.
What's happening? What's
happening? What's happening?
Help!
Ms. Ashland, do you need a hand?