and I sucked out the blood and the shit,
and plugged her holes so she wouldn't leak.
And wired her jaw so she couldn't scream.
And I painted her face and her hands, and...
set her eyelids on spikes so they wouldn't stare.
And I hung flowers full of smell and posed her like a dreamer,
she is fixed and pretty.
she is a horror.
We pickle it and paint it, but it's still death.
But she is pretty.
What the hell?
We need help.
This isn't real.
- It's a dream. - It's real.
Come on, Luke!
Tell me something only I will ever know.
When I was a child...
When I was a child, my mother spanked me
for throwing a rock through a greenhouse roof.
It was the only time she ever.
She had designed it, you see,
and she was getting ready to show it to a client,
and because I threw the rock...
for the only time in my life, she hit me.
That was all she could take, and then never again.
But a simple rock through some glass
taught me so much about my mother.
Taught her, too.
I thought about it for a long time, remembering the spanking.
But remembering also the lovely crash.
And after thinking about it very seriously,
I went out and did it again.
What's that about?
There was a reason for this, and...
I don't remember.
I don't feel anything.
-没事 我不介意 -我没
- That's okay, none taken. - No, I don't...
I don't feel anything else.
Because you're normal.
What were you feeling before?
I was feeling...
Fear and guilt are sisters.
I knew a man once who knew those sisters well.
They kissed his eyelids as he slept,
and every morning he went just a little more mad.
So he built a wall to keep it all outside,
but those two sisters,
they were in there with him.
That silly man thought his wall would keep them out,
but there was just enough room for him...
So he was trapped behind that wall.
Afraid and guilty.
And his voice left him
and he scratched and whimpered,
and his fingers were shredded on his own bricks
until his scratches just sounded like...
rats in a wall.
He felt small.
But that was his dream.
And when he woke up, he was tall.
Fear and guilt are sisters, Theodora.
But when you wake up, they'll leave you be.
Just enjoy me.
I'm loving you.
- No. - Theo.
He's not breathing.
Oh, my God.
Stop, stop, stop.
- Go, go. - Check his pulse.
No, no. No, no, no.
I-- I can't feel it.
Don't you fucking dare, Luke!
- Don't you fucking dare! - Oh, shit.
I've missed you so, so much.
Where are we?
We're home, my love.
You know, when I was a little girl about your age,
I was driving in the car with your grandmother,
and we passed a house adorned with a forest of red roses.
And I fell in love with that house,
and with houses, all at once.
I can live there forever, I thought.
No one will ever find me there, either.
I will light a fire in the cool evenings
and toast apples in my own hearth.
People will come to me to have their fortunes told,
and I will brew love potions for sad maidens.
I will have a...
I will have a robin.
I almost named you Robin.
Your dad even agreed.
But when I looked at you for the first time...
you were Luke.
You just were.
I almost forgot.
Your big boy hat.
No, I, um...
We were going to have a tea party,
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