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Happy Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Rose, honey, want me to carve that?
Henry, my love, if I let you carve,
we won't eat until tomorrow.
I like things to be, you know, precise.
Yes, but we're hungry now.
- lsn't that right, Kim? - Yeah. Hungry now, Dad.
Mom carves, we eat.
- _ - You carve, we wait.
All right, savages.
Yeah, nice try.
So, this being Thanksgiving,
I say we get real
and share something that each of us is thankful for.
You go first, Rose.
I am thankful that I have you two to come home to
after the nutjobs I deal with across the not-so-friendly skies.
Your smiling faces make everything okay.
How about you, Kimmy?
For this.
For us.
- All right Dad, your turn. - Yeah, your turn.
Well, I'm just thankful I didn't have to carve the turkey
'cause my stomach's grumbling.
See?
But mostly, in all honesty,
I just would never want to lose you two.
You're the loves of my life.
Cheers to that.
- Love you guys. - Love you.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Oh. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
I'm off. You take your meds?
Come on, Kimberly.
I don't like the way they make me feel.
The problem is, they're helping.
Give me your paw.
Good girl.
I know you don't want to make a big deal out of this today,
- but... - No, I don't.
Yeah, okay.
We won't. But your Aunt Jane sent something.
It should come today, so it'd probably better to bring it in
before the local thieves snatch it from the stoop.
- No one's gonna take it. - Really?
Tell that to neighbor dude.
He lost a package the other day right off the front porch.
Same for the old lady two doors down.
I know what you're trying to do.
You do, don't you?
Of course you do.
Well, bring it in or not, okay?
It's not my fault if somebody hijacks it before I get home.
Bye.
_
Shit.
Kimberly, this was on the front porch.
Can you take it so I can put my umbrella down?
Kim?
Thank you.
What happened?
I tried to get the package.
Oh, good for you.
It's important to push your boundaries.
Maybe we'll try again at the end of the session.
You know, take a stroll down the driveway.
Test your limits.
You turned 17 today. Happy Birthday.
Yeah. No, just another day.
Same as any other.
How are your days the same?
Well, I wake up. Um, I kind of get dressed.
Um, I do my home-school stuff.
Sit around the house. Wait for my dad.
Then we eat dinner and watch TV, and go to bed.
How are you finding the Sertraline?
It makes me feel numb.
Is numb a good thing or a bad thing?
I see your dad is still fixing up the place.
Yeah. When he has the time.
You know, he's been working a lot lately.
What do you think your mom would say about all the mess?
Or was she okay with the home improvement chaos?
Do you, um, want to talk about her today?
It's been almost a year since you lost her.
And I know that holidays and birthdays
can bring up some really strong emotions.
And I also know Thanksgiving was the last holiday
that you and your dad got to spend with your mom.
No. Just another day,
the same as any other.
I've worked with many people with similar conditions to yours, Kim.
People with anxiety disorders, panic attacks.
The ones who cut themselves off from the world.
But the difference in your case is you are a developing, young woman,
and you need talk to someone real.
Someone present.
Yeah.
And I have my dad.
Yeah.
You do.
This is so stupid.
Aw, don't be a party pooper.
Okay, open your eyes.
Go on, make a wish.
What'd you wish?
If I tell you, it won't come true, so...
That's what they say, whoever "they" are.
It was about Mom.
Is that okay?
Of course.
Here goes.
Looks good, huh?
By the way,
I know you didn't want me to make a big deal out of things this year, but...
Go on. Open it.
Yeah.
It's so pretty.
Try it on.
Here.
- All right. - I want to see.
It's pretty.
Thank you.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
Thank you.
What's on your Thanksgiving menu?
Tom Elkins, our resident chef, has ideas.
All right, well, I'm headed to bed.
All right, sweetheart.
- Thanks for the cake. - Of course.
And... and for this.
What'd you get from your aunt?
Just some new teas.
White Rose and Keemun,
and this book on conquering your fears.
Oh, very subtle, your aunt.
Yeah.
And you got outside to go get it?
Right? So that's great.
No.
Dr. Saunders had to bring it in.
Well, at least the local thieves were denied, so...
Yeah.
Did you take your meds tonight?
Yeah. Yeah.
Does she want to send me away?
Who?
Dr. Saunders.
I don't know, sometimes I feel like
she wants to put me away in a hospital or something.
No, honey, no one's sending you anywhere.
Dr. Saunders is just here to help you through this.
We both are.
Okay.
Go on, get some sleep.
- Good night. - Good night, sweetheart.
With thirteen days until Turkey Day. Stock up on all...
What...?
Kim?
Kim?!
What? What?
You think you could start helping me with the renovations?
Why?
Honestly, because I need the help.
Please, just help me for the day, yeah?
Come on.
- Very funny. - Oh, sorry.
Yeah, no, that's okay.
There is such a draft coming down from that attic.
Maybe it's because you just punched a huge hole in the wall.
Yeah? No, it's because I need to put some insulation in.
Mom's to-do list.
Always after me to get 'er done, so...
high time I did.
Can I?
Oh, yeah, sure.
Cool.
Put that on. For the plaster dust.
- These, too. - Oh. Thanks.
I can see all the way up to the top of the house.
- Yeah? - It's crazy.
I was thinking, um,
Thanksgiving I could make a turkey, pick up some sides.
Course, it wouldn't, you know... Wouldn't be as good as your mom's, but...
We could try and make something special out of it.
Sure.
If you think you can handle it.
Well, if you give me a hand, you bet.
Yeah. If you want to, I'd... Yeah, I'd like that.
All right, good. Thanksgiving dinner at home.
Great.
So, do you, um, have any goals?
Like what?
What would you like to do for a living,
if you could do anything?
I don't know.
Something with travel maybe.
Travel?
That's interesting considering...
Must be a real headache living with this in the background every day.
I'm used to it.
Okay, my dad knows what he's doing.
Travel?
Isn't that what your mother used to do?
She was a travel agent?
Flight attendant.
Waitress in the sky.
That's what she used to call it.
I am...
I'm not here to judge you,
and the last thing I want to do is upset you.
But I can't help if you keep pretending that there are no problems here.
What do you want me to say?
Your mother's death was a terrible loss to endure at your age.
It's one thing when a person dies before their time,
but it is another thing for them to be taken.
No, you don't know what you're talking about.
Only because you won't talk to me.
Because I'm tired of answering your questions!
Okay? Just leave me alone!
Say I did.
Say I left you alone and didn't come back.
Then what?
I mean, do you think you'd be better or worse?
This whole thing is about trust, Kimberly.
You need to trust me.
People beat themselves up all the time over the most awful things.
Things that they had no control over.
And it's common after a traumatic experience to blame yourself.
Why would I do that?
I didn't kill her.
Of course you didn't.
But you need to acknowledge what happened.
I can acknowledge it.
Okay, some sick bastard murdered my mother
and dumped her body in a vacant lot.
There, I said it.
Am I cured now?
I think you're afraid because the man who did this was never caught.
And maybe that's why you don't want to leave.
Well, would you?
I'm safe here.
I'm safe alone with my dad.
And what if something happens to him?
You can't stay in here forever.
The world is out there.
You hide in here, and you let whoever took your mom away win.
Win?
God, you make it sound like a game.
Couldn't help overhearing the session.
Got a little heated, huh?
Well, confrontational forms of therapy tend to get patients worked up.
I'm used to it.
She's got the same fire her mom had.
Kimberly's, uh, not making very good progress, Mr. Tooms.
She just needs to spend more time with you.
Has Kimberly ever displayed physical aggression toward you?
Or herself?
No. She wouldn't do that.
Was she ever angry with your wife?
With Rose? No!
Never. I mean, no more than the usual mother/daughter spat.
Why?
Well, I'm just trying to get a better picture of Kimberly
and her mental state leading to the onset of the anxiety.
No, she couldn't... couldn't hurt anybody.
Especially not her mother. Not on purpose.
You know, Henry, it's easy to miss things
when you're emotionally enrolled with a family member.
- lt's cliché. - Yeah, okay, Doc.
- But parents are often the last to know. - Yeah.
So, keep an eye out for extreme behaviors.
Now, it could be a sign of the medication,
but it could be a sign of a deeper pathology.
Extreme behaviors?
Well, Kimberly's angry,
and anger can manifest itself in many ways.
Like what?
Delusional, obsessive, paranoid.
Look, spending as much time as she does alone,
refusing to acknowledge what happened to her...
No. Look, um, Kimberly's been through a lot.
She'll pull through this. She will.
You're grieving,
And I know it's not easy. for either of you,
but if Kimberly doesn't confront what happened,
this house will turn from a sanctuary into a cell.
This is her home.
It's not a prison.
Henry, please.
You're coddling her when you should be coaxing her out,
breaking the cycle that's keeping her inside.
I know how to raise my own daughter.
I'll see you next week.
Please, just, um, think about what I said.
Sorry.
For what?
For being a bitch.
Oh honey. You're doing the best you can, all right?
- Yeah. - You okay?
Well, yeah.
I'm gonna head down to O'Malley's, get a beer with the guys.
Okay.
When I get back, we can watch a movie, pig out on ice cream.
- Great. - All right. Be good.
- Yeah. You, too. - All right.
A teenager from Encino, California, is still missing
after a one-week search has failed to turn up any new leads or witnesses.
Police suspect Sophie Taylor was abducted near her Encino home.
At a press conference earlier this morning,
her parents made an appeal for information
concerning their daughter's disappearance.
I just want everyone to know
what a beautiful, kind, and wonderful person my daughter is.
If you're watching this, Sophie,
- we love you very much. - _
We just want to know that you're okay
and for you to come home.
We're appealing to anyone who knows any information
regarding Sophie Taylor's whereabouts
to contact this number immediately.
Oh, my God.
In national news, the President is once again under fire
for his continual attack on the working poor, while the...
_
Okay.
Shit.
Oh, you're still up. I thought you'd be in bed by now.
Oh, I thought we had movie night.
Yeah, it just took a little longer than I planned.
Lend a hand?
Oh, sure.
Oh. Is it cold outside?
Cold? No, well, it's a little chilly in the van. What have you been up to?
Um, just watching TV.
Anything good?
No, nothing really.
Surfing mostly.
You're bluffing, Mr. Bigelow.
I don't know what you're after, but you're trying to trick me.
Mrs. Phillips, can you tell me...
You're not hungry?
Uh, just lost my appetite, I guess.
For ice cream?
Well, I'll clean up.
- Shit! - Easy there, jumpy.
Sorry.
No, it's all right.
- No, I can clean it up. - Let me get it.
- Careful. - Ow, shit.
Damn, I told you to be careful.
Come on, let me see.
- Let me see. - It's fine.
It's fine.
Let me see.
No, it's not too deep, but, yeah, we should definitely wash up.
Come on.
Yeah. Okay.
Here you go.
I got blood on you.
I don't mind.
There we go.
Yeah, that's the least I can do.
Thanks.
_
Hey, Dad?
Hey, happy Thanksgiving, sweetheart.
Yeah.
Uh, I have to go out for a bit today.
I left instructions for the turkey.
I think you just kind of bake it all day, baste every once in a while.
Can you handle that for us?
Uh, yeah, sure, um...
Hey, where did you get my birthday present?
At a jewelry shop in the Valley. Why?
Are you sure it's not second-hand?
What?
Well, it's tarnished. See?
- Tarnished? - Yeah.
Oh. Didn't see that when I bought it,
but, um, it's a manufacturing flaw, I suppose.
It happens.
So then maybe you can exchange it for a new one?
It's the only one they had in stock. Sorry, Kim.
Here, eat your breakfast.
Before it gets cold.
Thanks.
_
Disgusting.
Oh, shit.
Is that... blood?
Oh, my God.
Hey, Aunty Jane? It's Kimberly.
I know it's the holidays,
but I really, really have to stay with you for a few days.
Um, I'll explain more when I see you.
Just give me a call back. Okay, bye.
Okay, come on, Kimberly.
Come on, come on, come on.
You can't stay here, Kim.
Okay.
It's just the sun.
That's just some birds.
You're gonna be okay.
Gonna be okay.
You're gonna be...
I'm home!
Think I found the last pumpkin pie.
How'd it go with the turkey today?
You didn't even set the ta...
What is this, Dad?
They're nothing for you to worry about.
Did you steal them?
What were you even doing in the attic?
I just wanted to see what you've been doing.
See what? I've been working on the house.
Honestly, Kim, I think you have to stop with these wild assumptions.
I can hear you moving around up there.
At night.
Is this what you've been doing?
Hiding these?
Dad!
I'm allowed to have my own private things, Kim.
But why would you hide them like that?
- Damn it, Kim! It's gonna be dry! - Dad?
See, this is why your mother and I never got you a cat.
Why would you hide them in Mom's old work bag?
I miss your mom, Kim.
Same as you. I try to hide it,
but sometimes I just need to spend some time alone
with the few remaining pieces that she left behind.
Pieces that are mine. Just mine.
Kim?
Look sweetheart, I'm sorry if it upset you,
but Dad's not perfect.
There's blood on this.
That's paint.
_
You're not gonna answer that?
No, not right now.
Are you taking your meds?
What?
Well, Dr. Saunders said there might be side effects...
erratic behavior, paranoia.
It's not the med... Don't turn this around on me!
Kim, I gotta be honest with you. You're acting paranoid again.
- Over nothing. Really nothing! - Just stop lying!
Don't take that tone with me! I am still your father!
Did you kill her?
What?! Who?
Sophie Taylor.
This is her necklace, isn't it?
Well, isn't it?!
Come on, Dad, the truth.
Not gonna tell the truth? Fine.
They're the same.
Same mark.
Yeah, I talked to the store.
Yeah, but they said it's a style.
Distressed, they called it.
Okay.
Well, what about these?
Who did they belong to?
They belonged to your mother.
Pieces she picked up from flights over the years.
She should've turned them in to lost and found or whatever, of course, but...
you know, your mom was not perfect.
I'm not perfect.
You're not perfect.
I didn't want to tell you in case you...
freaked out.
But that doesn't explain...
You're turning into her, do you know that?
Neurotic and paranoid until the end.
Did you kill her?
No, Kim.
Oh, my God, did you kill Mom?
The person who killed your mother
is still out there.
Or he's been here with me
the whole time.
Kim, come on, now!
Kim, wait.
- Kim. - No.
Kim?
Kim, open up. Come on now. This is illy.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Kimberly? I love you.
Now open up.
Whatever you're doing in there, just don't hurt yourself, sweetheart.
Kimberly?!
I said open this damn door!
Open the damn door!
All right.
I'm gonna count to three, and then I'm coming in.
One...
Two...
Three!
I'm calling the police!
911 Emergency. How may I direct your call?
Um, it's my dad.
I think he's trying... He's trying to get in my room.
Okay, okay. Can I take your name please?
Kimberly Tooms.
All right, Kimberly, can you give me your location?
Uh, 14 Victoria Avenue, Echo Park.
What's the nature of your emergency?
You said your dad is trying to get into your room?
- Yeah, I think he's hurt someone. - Who has he hurt?
I don't know. Can you just send help?
I'm dispatching a police unit to your address now.
Is there a lock on your door?
Yeah, I already locked it.
That's good. Stay there. Help is coming.
I think he's coming back.
Kimberly?
- Kimberly, stay on the line. - Stand back from the door, sweetheart.
Just a second!
- No! - Almost in!
Kimberly!
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no! - What are you doing? Get away from there!
- No! No! - What are you doing?! Come on! Stop it!
I'm not gonna hurt you! I'm not gonna hurt you!
I said that's enough!
Okay?
Are you calm now?
I asked you a question, Kim! Are you calm now?!
Can we please just talk about this quietly and sensibly?
Can we do that?
It's just that I've been under a lot of stress lately. That's all.
This just happens to everybody.
Who did you call?
No one.
Oh, sweetheart.
I really wish you hadn't done that.
It's okay. We'll sort this whole mess out.
So, what are we gonna do now?
Police are on their way, so you're gonna have a lot of explaining to do.
So do you.
So, who's gonna take care of you when I'm not around?
Did you ever think of that?
No, without me, there's no roof over your head.
A roof, which I'd like to point out,
that you're too afraid to get out from under anyway.
Probably just wind up in a damn nut house.
Rubber rooms and straightjackets for you.
You're the one who needs help.
I didn't do anything.
You're acting paranoid. Delusional.
That's not true.
All right, you listen to me.
Are you sure?
Sweetheart, you've known me your whole life.
I've always been there for you.
I never hit you.
I never hurt you.
Barely even raise my voice.
Have I?
Well, have I?
Because I love you, Kimberly. You mean everything to me.
But what about the jewelry?
I mean, I just don't believe it was Mom's.
Doesn't matter what you believe.
I'm sorry you found it.
I really am.
It hasn't been easy.
What happened to your mother is an awful thing,
but you can't blame me for that.
I know you hate me, I get it.
I have been somewhat remote lately.
But I've had so much on my mind.
I just wanted this first Thanksgiving without your mother to be...
I don't know, somehow...
okay for you.
For us.
But am I guilty of being a murderer?
How can you even think that?
So when those police officers show up,
you need to be certain of that.
You need to know in here,
and you need to know in here.
Without any doubt.
Otherwise, you'd destroy what's left of our family.
So, now
do you feel that you're one hundred percent positive
that I am who you think I am?
Good.
Then when the police officers do show up, don't say anything.
It's the medication and your condition that's warping your thinking.
They'll understand.
Evening, sir.
I'm Officer Foster, this is Officer Banks, LAPD.
Evening.
We received a 911 call from this address in the last half hour.
A young woman said she was in distress.
Yeah, that would be my daughter.
- Are you the homeowner? - Yes.
And your name?
Henry Tooms.
Mr. Tooms, on the basis of this call,
we have just cause to enter your property to conduct a search
and to interview both you and your daughter.
Do you have a problem with this?
No, please, come in.
Apologies for the mess.
Renovations.
Are you Kimberly?
Did you make the 9-1-1 call?
- Yeah. - lt's a bit embarrassing, actually.
Kim just overreacted.
Mr. Tooms, we're gonna need you to step outside the room for a minute.
Why?
I'm gonna talk to Kimberly alone, and my partner, she's gonna take
your statement in the kitchen there.
All right.
After you.
I'm Officer Banks.
Can I get you anything?
No.
Are you injured?
No.
So your dad's renovating, huh?
Yeah.
It's been taking a while.
- May I? - Sure.
- Ooh! No, no. - Sorry.
No, no, I got it. It's mine.
Kimberly, I'm gonna need you to tell me what happened here tonight.
Think you can do that for me?
You must get a lot of bogus domestic calls at the holidays.
What makes you say that?
Well, I just mean, families together, tempers flare.
Next thing you know, Uncle Joe stabs Cousin Lou with a fork kinda thing.
It happens.
Kimberly, your dad's not here right now. It's just you and me.
You made the call for a reason. Just tell me what...
what made you pick up the phone.
Nothing.
He's right. I overreacted.
So, your daughter's prone to this kind of behavior?
No, she's...
She's such a good girl. It's just been a tough year.
Her mother was murdered last year.
- Rose Tooms? - Yeah.
Sorry for your loss.
Yeah, well, the cops haven't found the guy yet.
So you're suggesting this is the reason she made that call?
Officer, my daughter's been a shut-in since this happened.
She can't even leave the house.
She'll have a panic attack when the front door opens.
I can't unlatch a window without her getting dizzy.
She's taking this medication for, uh...
Agoraphobia?
Yep.
- Are you seeking treatment for that? - My dad got me a therapist.
We have sessions at home.
Can you tell me the name of your doctor?
Dr. Helen Saunders.
And would it be okay with you if I contacted her?
I haven't been around as much.
And work's been, like, crazy.
Trying to support the both of us.
Uh, she's just lonely and angry.
I told her off earlier, she ran upstairs.
Teenagers.
Why'd you tell her off?
Well, the house is just... it's all over the place right now, you know?
All right.
She went up to the attic, and I told her... Well, I don't know.
She was up there to see some of her mom's old stuff,
so, like, you know.
But she practically broke her neck, so I got...
I just... I lost it,
so she ran to her room, wouldn't come out.
You know, I raised my voice with her a bit.
I don't think she was used to it.
She called you guys.
Mr. Tooms, domestic abuse is a serious issue.
We get a lot of calls on it.
So I have to ask...
have you ever hit her before?
No. Never.
He's never raised his hand to you in any way?
No. I was just mad.
This is... I shouldn't have said anything.
I don't...
I don't want him to get in any trouble.
I understand that. He's your dad.
He... He hasn't done anything wrong.
Are you sure there's nothing else you want to tell me?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Okay then, I think we're done here.
Yeah, it appears so.
According to your dad, this was all some sort of misunderstanding.
- ls that correct? - I'm sorry.
In that case, I'm gonna have to caution you against wasting police time.
We're only to be called in cases of genuine emergencies.
Do you understand?
Yes, I'm sorry.
All right, if there's nothing else...
Okay, then we'll head out.
Love you.
Thanks for coming just the same.
- You have a good night. - Thank you.
Hey, hold on one second.
Hey, listen, if there's anything that you want to talk about
that you feel like you can't talk about here, call me direct, okay?
- Okay. - Anything at all.
Thanks.
Night. Thanks again.
Happy holidays.
Go to bed. I'll fix your door in the morning.
_
You were in my room.
How would you feel if I went through your personal things?
Should I be disappointed?
Angry?
Or mad at myself for not bringing you up right?
I hurt myself.
Give me that.
Why?
Because it's mine.
This wasn't in your collection.
- Just give it to me. - You know what's weird?
What?
All those girls that went missing?
They all kinda look the same.
They kinda look like Mom.
This whole thing's getting out of hand.
I love you, and I loved your mom, Kim.
Our family, it was and is the most important thing to me.
The night your mom disappeared, we fought.
Rose had a last-minute schedule change. Again.
And I was tired of it.
I was tired of not being first.
Of you and me not being first.
Do I regret every word of that fight?
Yes! Every minute, every second of every day.
But when the cops found your mom's body,
please, you gotta believe me, my heart broke forever.
I wish I could take those words and take the anger out of them
and replace it with compassion and patience.
Which is what I'm doing now.
Do you think I wanna lose you?
Do you think I'm gonna let Dr. Saunders have you committed?
Kimberly, no!
All I have is us!
Kim, please, please just give it to me,
go to sleep, and everything will be better in the morning.
Kimberly.
Kim.
- Put that away! - How many?
You're gonna hurt yourself.
How many?
This is exactly what Dr. Saunders warned me about.
She said your medication might trigger aggression.
She told me to look for this, and I didn't listen.
If you hurt yourself, if you hurt me, you'll be locked up.
Stay where you are, please.
I wasn't the only one who fought with her that night!
You don't remember that, do you?
You don't remember how angry you were at her that night.
- That's not true. - It's not?
- That's not true. - Are you sure?
- Go! Leave! - Kim, it's not what you think!
- Just trust me for once! - Trust you?
Why would I trust someone who's cheating on my dad?
- I'm not! - You leave him. You leave me.
You leave us! Leave!
- And don't bother coming back here! - Kim!
Kimberly, just give me the knife before something happens you can't take back.
Kimberly.
- Put that down. - I said stay away from me.
Stay back!
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Stop. No, no, no!
Happy Thanksgiving.
_
Dad?
Dad?! Are you there?!
Hello?!
Dad.
Dad? Please come in.
Don't do this to me!
It's more disappointment than anger.
You leave me no choice here, Kim.
You're out of control.
This isn't permanent.
It's not punishment.
I even left you some of the dinner,
the holiday dinner we were supposed to have,
including the pie,
which, frankly, you don't deserve.
That should tide you over for now.
Your phone and your laptop are off-limits until you settle down.
Honey, I need to go out for a little bit,
so we'll finish talking about this when I get back.
Dad?
Dad?!
You can't do this!
Okay. Okay.
Fuck. Fuck!
Fuck.
Yes.
Kimberly.
How did you do that?
Remember when I took you to that magic show when you were a kid?
They made a woman disappear.
Yeah. Remember, they locked her in a box, and poof!
She was gone.
You leaned over to me,
you said, "Daddy, how'd they do that?"
Remember what I said? Remember?
"It's magic.
The woman will disappear for a bit,
but she will always come out."
We spent the whole week playing hide-and-seek all over the house.
And you know what?
I always found you.
And you always came out.
Please, come out.
Right, then.
Kimberly!
Watch your ears, sweetheart.
Come on!
Just a little more, I'll be right there!
Oh, my God.
Jane? It's Henry.
Oh, I'm fine. Yeah, how are you?
Uh, no, actually, right this second, she's in the middle of something.
So, uh, hey, I could get her to call you back when she's finished.
- She called you? When? - Help!
- She is feeling a little cabin fever. - Help me!
- So, that's a good sign, right? - Help me, please!
- Help! - I just think maybe
- she was a little overzealous... - Help me!
about asking for a sleepover.
Absolutely, you should, yeah.
Kimberly would love to see you, you know.
Tell you what, give me a couple of days. Honestly, the place is a mess.
If I can just get the house in order.
Yeah, take care.
Jesus fucking Christ.
So that was your Aunt Jane.
She said you had left a message.
Something about making a trip?
You're not doing us any favors, honey.
Kim?
Oh, come on, do I have to come down in there and get you?
Damn it!
Kimberly?
I know you're scared, Kim, but I don't think you get it.
I'm trying to help you. I'm your father.
I love you.
Doesn't matter what you did.
You're gonna remain completely quiet and do exactly as I say.
Otherwise, someone is gonna get hurt.
Kimberly.
Go.
Dr. Saunders?
Hi. I'm sorry I'm running a bit late.
It's been a nightmare of a day.
There's all this post-holiday chaos and Black Friday mania.
I should have called and said I was running behind.
Are you okay?
What do you mean?
Well, you look... dirty.
Yeah, I've been working on the house.
May I come in?
We're gonna have to reschedule, actually.
Yeah, I got a lot of work to do, and it's not a good time right now.
Dad?
It's okay.
She can come in.
I don't think it's a good idea right now.
Dr. Saunders came all this way.
It's fine.
We could finish up later, right?
Okay.
- You weren't kidding. - Yeah.
Looks like a bomb went off in here.
Yeah, it's kind of a rough day.
Better in here today.
Okay.
Well, it's a good thing your dad's keeping you busy, though.
Yeah.
Listen, I'm gonna sit in on this one.
If that's okay with you.
Okay.
So, um, are you still taking your medication?
No.
Why not?
I guess I forgot.
Then how are you feeling without it?
My head's clearer.
And have the panic attacks, have they increased or decreased?
I don't know, sometimes I feel trapped.
Trapped?
In this house.
Not literally.
How so?
Like I want to get out,
but I can't.
Okay. What's holding you back?
I don't know what will happen to my dad.
So you're afraid if you leave, you might not see your dad again?
More like I won't come back.
Well, that's called growing up, Kim.
And it happens to all of us eventually.
Children leave.
But one step at a time.
Let's just get you out the front door first, okay?
I never offered you a drink.
Oh, no, I'm fine. Thank you.
No, no, no, I make a great cup of tea.
And my Aunt Jane, she's my mom's sister, just sent me these new teas to try,
and I like to mix them together and make my own.
I've got Lady Grey, Black Currant.
- Kinda like Black Grey, you know? - Kim.
- Kim, she's fine. - Are you sure?
Stop pushing.
You know what? Um, yes.
Yes, I would like to try the famous Kimberly Tooms brew.
Great.
I will go make that now.
Unless you'd like to make it.
No.
Dr. Saunders would like a Kim special.
I can make you one too if you want.
Sure. Just don't take too long.
_
- Everything okay in there? - Fine.
How was Thanksgiving?
Okay, there we go.
Thank you.
Which one is this?
I chose the Keemun,
with a pinch of the White Rose.
It could suck.
It's black tea, so just, you know, milk and sugar.
Think the milk turned.
I think it's lovely. I see what all the fuss is about.
I want to talk about my mom.
All right.
We can certainly do that, if you feel up to it.
I do.
Maybe we could take our time with that.
If Kimberly wants to talk about that, it's her choice.
She can go wherever she wants to in these sessions.
I do want to talk about it.
Go ahead.
I've been thinking about it a lot lately.
You know, about what happened to her, and the man...
the man who killed her.
I thought a lot about what I would say to him
if I ever had the chance.
And what would that be?
I wouldn't ask him why.
No.
I know why.
He did it because he's sick.
Because he enjoys it.
He probably justifies it to himself.
A man like that invents excuses to do what he does.
To excuse his own sickness.
Remember you first told me that I was in a cocoon?
Like a butterfly struggling to get out?
Maybe he's in a cocoon, too.
Except... he hides in his,
where it's dark...
where no one can see him
for what he really is.
And I'd tell him he's a monster and a coward.
And what do you think he would say to you?
I'm afraid that's all the time we have for today.
So much work to do around the house.
Sorry, Doctor.
Right. Well,
I think we were breaking new ground here, Kimberly.
Maybe at our next session, we can venture outside
maybe into the yard?
I'd like that.
Great job with the tea.
Five stars.
Well, thank you, Doctor.
I actually need to ask you both something.
- What's that? - I got a call last night
from an Officer Banks, I believe?
She said they were called to this address.
She wanted to confirm that I was Kimberly's doctor.
Is there anything I should know?
- No. - No.
No.
All right.
- Have a good weekend. - Thank you.
_
Okay.
You are in so much trouble!
You wanted to know.
Now you know.
I'm gonna have to get rid of her, Kim.
I don't like to work like this.
I like to be careful, precise, no traces.
These girls need to be punished.
I can't let them influence you.
I can't risk you being exposed to what they are.
I protect you, Kim.
You know that, right?
That's my purpose on earth, to make it safer for you.
For when you come out of your cocoon.
Upon emerging from its chrysalis,
the butterfly is at its most vulnerable state in its life cycle.
Until that's done, it can't fly.
And then it's easy prey for birds and other predators.
Your mother never understood that.
But then again, she never helped us
with your fifth-grade science fair project, either, did she?
Second place. So proud.
But then when she found out...
yeah, it was like trying to put broken glass back together.
What was I supposed to do?
She was just gonna tell the cops,
and then they'd take you away from me forever.
I never did anything but love you.
I did the best I could under the circumstances.
Do you not have anything to add?
You don't want to take a little personal responsibility for this?
You did this. This is your fault, Kimberly.
Dr. Saunders would still be alive if you just did as you were told.
But you couldn't do it. You couldn't toe the line.
And now this is where we are.
If you act like a child,
you'll be treated like one.
I'm not a bad man. Not at all.
One day, you're gonna walk out that door, and you'll get
that I made the world a safer place for you.
These girls...
these women, they all want you to...
Well, just want you to be like them.
Even if you haven't met them,
their influence, their energy, it's out there.
And I would never allow that.
Ever.
You're my girl.
The best thing I ever did.
I always did everything for...
for you.
For us.
Fuck you.
You just...
Kim...
Propofol.
Oh, yes. Okay.
Come on. Fuck, come on.
Okay.
_
Pick up, pick up.
Is that Tim O'Day calling?
Oh, my God, what if it is?
Banks. Hello?
Yeah. Hi, it's Kimberly Tooms.
Remember, you said to call... to call you if something bad happened?
Yeah, I remember.
It's my Dad. You have to come now, okay?
You have to take him away.
- Has he hurt you? - He killed her.
Sophie Taylor? You know, the missing girl from the TV?
I think he's killed other girls.
I mean, he killed my therapist right in front of me.
Am I hearing you right?
You're telling me your dad killed somebody in front of you?
- Yes. - Okay, where's your dad now, Kimberly?
He's... he's passed out on the floor.
I drugged him.
But I don't know how much longer it's going to last.
Okay, I just need you to get out of the house immediately, okay?
I don't know if I can, okay?
He boarded everything up. I'm locked in.
Stay on the line, okay?
- What is it? - That domestic from the other night.
Kimberly Tooms? She said her father's the one that killed Sophie Taylor.
Fuck!
- Kim, you still with me? -Yes.
Kimberly, I need you to get out of the house
and get as far away as you possibly can, okay?
We've go units on the way, okay? Can you hear me?
Yeah, look, I lied yesterday.
Something's wrong.
Oh, shit.
Kim?
He's...
Kimberly...
You didn't use enough for someone my size.
But the White Rose tea was very soothing.
God damn it, I fucking love you! How do I prove that?!
Go to hell!
You're not goin' anywhere!
This is our home!
I called the police!
I told them everything.
They're gonna come,
and they're gonna lock you up this time.
There's no more hiding, Dad.
Look what you did to our family!
Look what you did to it!
So stupid!
Stupid!
We can fix this.
Oh, no.
Dad.
Dad, no.
Oh, my God!
Dad, stop!
Dad, what are you doing?!
Stop!
Dad, please don't do this.
Please don't do this.
- I got these... - Dad, please don't do this.
for your birthday candles.
Stop. Please don't.
That goddamn necklace.
I lied!
I never called the police.
You didn't?
No. I made that up.
They're not coming.
Okay? You're safe.
You're safe here.
Sweetheart.
You look so much like your mother.
I'm sorry, Daddy.
Kimberly?!
How many times have I told you to pick up after yourself?!
Okay, okay.
I'm having a...
just a really, really bad day.
I could use a little understanding here.
You're my daughter.
We're supposed to look after each other.
You're a smart girl, lots of potential.
I know I said a lot of things today and...
some hurtful things. I know that.
But through everything,
I have never been prouder of you.
You've done so well, sweetheart.
You used to hide up here all the time.
So cute.
I'm not hiding now.
So come and get me.
That's my girl.
Okay.
Fuck!
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