- Previously on Being Human...
- People don't come to the old wing
because it's haunted.
- This is where people like us come to search for things.
- Are you attracted to me? - Oh my god! Yes!
(Gasping, growling)
- What, what, what? - I growled. (Growling)
- That's what he goes through?
- Every 4 weeks, for the rest of his life.
- I was getting bullied. - This is Bernie.
- Come on, loser! - Hey!
- Aidan saved me from getting stomped.
- I promise I will watch out for him.
- I've been watching you with him.
You must've been a father once.
They sent you that DVD because they think I affect you.
(Gasping)
- What kind of animal
gives this garbage to a 10-year-old boy?
- He didn't give it to me. I took it.
I'm sorry! - Stay away from my son.
** So, you're feeling old today... *
- (Aidan): That awful need to touch someone,
be touched.
For some of us, it just won't die.
* Well, 25 is not exactly dying age... *
And eventually that need
will take you to your breaking point.
* Still, you'd like to be alone *
* And spend your time at home... *
Frankenstein's monster, poor bastard,
couldn't stop reaching out.
* Catch up on all those things you've missed *
* Since you've been gone... *
- Get your skateboard! - Stop it!
- It's not that hard!
- Dracula had it easy. - Give that back!
- He drank, he killed. End of story.
- Leave me alone! - Get back here.
- He wasn't interested in being friends.
- You wanna go, like, call your dad?
Oh right! You don't have one.
- Aidan!
- Got any money?
- Stop it!
- I wanna tell you something that just happened to me,
but aren't you gonna go kick their little sociopath asses?
- I can't.
- They've been torturing Bernie all week!
- You mean ever since his mom was screaming in the street that I'm a pervert.
If I so as much as look at Bernie,
she rounds up the vigilantes with torches and baseball bats.
* The bears will keep you company *
* When you are gone *
* And this is all *
Somebody call 911!
* And this is all **
Give me some room! I need some--
- Bernie! Please, God!
- It doesn't matter if you're dead, undead
or somewhere in between...
because it's you humans that haunt us.
And you won't let us go.
(EKG monitor beeping)
Did you sleep at all?
- I couldn't.
I just kept hoping maybe he'd wake up,
and we could go home.
I could make him a sandwich.
And everything could just be normal.
His organs are failing.
(Sniffling)
- Cindy, I--I am so sorry. (Sniffling)
- Thank you.
And for the room and for getting the doctors here.
- I could ask them to come back
if you wanna talk to them some more.
- I always thought you can't keep them inside,
wrapped up in blankets like they're babies.
They have to know how to play in front of their own house.
- Of course they do.
- I could've stopped Bernie from running into the street.
I could've stopped those little sons of bitches
from hurting him.
- I wish I--I could've...
done something and...
I wish I could do something now.
- What could you possibly do?
It's out of our hands now.
(Telephone ringing)
(Whimpering)
(Cries)
* * *
(Birds chirping)
- Nick Fenn?
(Dog barking)
You don't remember me?
(Laughing)
- Sally Malik?
Intro to Marxism and Class Conflict.
Ah, hmm...
Dying to stab a pen in the eye of any jerk-off
that won't stop pontificating?
- Bingo. (Laughing)
- Wow! I didn't realize you were, uh...
Are you dead? - I like to think of it as forever 23, but yeah.
I--I saw your note at the hospital on the message wall.
- Oh yeah. I left that years ago.
I mean, you know, it was for the 'rents when they got here.
- I should probably do that too.
- How was-- What was it? China? Indonesia?
- India. - India.
- I never got there.
I got a boyfriend and, uh, he didn't want me to go.
And I was really into him.
- Did it at least last?
- Oh yeah. Boyfriend became fiancé, uh, bought a house,
was gonna start a family. - Wow!
- Mm-hmm. - Well, that's a serious 180.
I, uh, vividly remember a tirade against marriage.
- Yeah, um, I guess I rebelled against rebelling.
- Hmm...
- Anyway, uh, I--I never heard about you...
- Dying? - Yeah.
- Uh, a few years back. - Mm-hmm?
- Um, it was pretty hairy.
- Mine too. Hmm...
I guess that's why we're here, right?
Because it did not end well. - Hmm.
- So, we should hang out.
- Yeah, I'd like that. - Do you wanna go, um, watch people drink coffee?
(Clears throat) - Normally a specialty of mine,
but, uh, I gotta go.
- Oh.
- I'm here most days.
Swing by.
(* Trumpets on TV *)
(Metal slicing)
- Oh really?
Do they have to show the bloody heads flying at us?
- Says the woman that's obsessed with extreme surgery.
- You loved it when they rebuilt that guy's face.
And the patient's blotto on anesthesia.
It's not like watching thousands of Chinese get--
- Mongol.
They're all, uh, Mongolian.
This is the pre-inception of the Chinese state.
- You're such a nerd.
(Laughing)
- Yes, but I'm a sexy nerd.
So I'm like a living oxymoron.
- I'm gonna get more popcorn.
- OK. - Don't pause it.
- It's not that bad.
Ow!
Oh!
- Somebody get disembowelled? 'Cause I do wanna see that.
- Everything's fine. - Oh my god!
- Oh my god! No! (Screaming)
(Gasping, breathing heavily)
- Nick was like a demigod in the classroom,
even though he was only a TA.
He was brilliant and inspiring.
- Are you in the Dead Poets Society right now?
- It's weird, right?
He and I both die, years apart,
and then find each other again in limbo? - You know what?
You're a ghost talking to a werewolf
making an egg-salad sandwich.
I no longer compute what's weird.
So, back then,
what happened between you two?
- Class, coffee,
intense sessions of editing my papers
in his very small, stifling office.
- I thought Danny was the love of your life.
- This was pre-Danny.
And if I hadn't thought
that Nick Fenn was so out of my league
with his 5'11" Harvard Kennedy school girlfriend,
I probably wouldn't have shacked up with Danny
after 5 dates.
- Five dates! Jeez!
- I'm a serial monogamist,
without the "serial" part. - Me too. It's like an undiagnosed disease.
- Nick was always the one I was supposed to be with.
He would have never talked me out of moving to New York
and working for the UN.
- You were gonna do all that stuff?
- I was gonna try.
- Is it totally crazy-town
to pursue a relationship with someone when you're both dead?
- Honestly, I don't know if any of us
should be in relationships.
Anytime we try and connect, people just get hurt...
(Sighing)
...or worse.
- Have you seen Aidan?
- Not since he left work.
I'm worried about him.
- (Man): Good to see you, Mr. Aidan.
** You are so far above the ground *
* You are *
* So far above the ground *
* You are *
* So far above the ground **
- The nursing staff is pretty hardcore
about their theme parties.
I'm gonna stay for an hour, tops. Are you going?
- I guess.
- We should carpool.
And by that I mean, you drive,
I get tipsy, if I can in 60 minutes.
- Oh, showing up at a work party together,
that's kind of a big move, don't you think?
- It's a ride. People at the hospital know we're friends.
- Yeah, but we're not, right? Right?
I mean, we're not just friends.
- Why are you being so weird?
- I'm not! Weird... Not!
OK, actually, there was...
I--I was... I've been thinking.
And I think we should just...
pace it down a little.
- Oh!
Wow!
- Just a little.
- Um, OK, I thought things were going pretty well.
- No, they are, really, really well.
I just wanna slow it down.
- Are you breaking up with me?
- Oh god! No, no! Not at all.
- OK then, yeah, I definitely missed a chapter.
We went from animal sex in the break room
to a frozen pizza and cuddling
in front of a movie that I had to read.
I think that's slowing down.
- It's just developing like a Polaroid.
- What? - It's just...
I just wanna dial it back, a little bit,
just so that we don't ramp up and get too intense.
I hope you understand.
- It's murky, but, uh, yeah,
I think I'm beginning to see the bottom.
- (Chuckling): Great.
Wow! That's really good.
I know it's just, like, cafeteria pudding, but holy cow!
You know, I'm serious. You... need to try this.
You're not gonna believe this. - I'm--I'm good.
** Let's take it up *
* Another notch... *
(Laughing)
* We used to think that we would *
* Throw it all away *
* Excuse me, please *
* But we're just paying for your mistakes *
(Groaning faintly)
* We were friends *
(Screaming)
(Laughing)
* Let's disappear Let's disappear... *
(Heart beating)
- Aidan! Aidan!
Stop it!
* They took it all... *
Get out!
* And left us none **
- Get away from me! She's mine!
- You've had enough!
(Bell dinging) - Uh, I tried for 8 months to get a reservation
at this place.
You're a genius.
- Ooh, those look good. - Oh, those shrimp make me wanna weep.
- So where do you hang out?
- Uh... home.
- Tell me you've at least watched the Sox from the dugout.
- Let me guess, you're also reading the collective works of Aristotle
and jamming with Yo-Yo Ma.
- Oh my god! Yeah, all right, well...
Intensive Arabic and Morrissey.
I haven't hung out with the great man, but you what?
I did sit in the front row, and he did sweat on me.
- And--and how do you take Arabic?
- Uh, well, there's a class that meets every day,
and then I met some Egyptian expats.
They meet at this café on Beacon.
- Yeah. - They don't really know that I am there, but, uh,
I talk at them.
- So, OK, yeah,
I'm a total slacker shut-in ghost. Yes, it's fine.
- No, no, you're new, all right?
I spent the first 6 months crying
and haunting my ex-girlfriend.
- God! All these ghost perks I never considered.
Like, I've never used my ghost powers
to peep on naked people.
- Seriously, Sally? That's, like, Ghosting 101.
Not even. That is... It's, like, prereqs.
- I haven't. Yeah, no, I have.
This is ridiculous. You're dead. I'm dead.
I can stop trying to impress you.
- You always impressed me.
- I did?
- You know you did.
- Um, did you...
I mean, you knew I had a violent crush on you, right?
(Coughing)
You OK?
Nick?
(Wheezing)
- (Aidan): He saw me.
And he wanted me to help him.
(Aidan sniffling)
- Aidan, this is not your fault.
- Oh no?
That little boy is going to die.
- Except, you can...
You--you could turn him.
(Sighs, chuckling)
- Yeah, look what that's done to you and me.
- We manage. - I don't wanna manage anymore!
- What does that mean?
- Rebecca, what's the point?
What is the point of having this power?
I could save that little boy's life, but I'm not going to.
(Crying): I'm just gonna sit and watch him die.
- Hey...
Oh...
- Nick, you out here?
(Horn honking)
(Muffled screaming)
Nick?
Are you... Are you OK?
(Gasping)
Nick!
Uh...
(Sobbing)
- Hey.
(Chuckles)
- I thought you evaporated.
- I was kind of hoping that you missed that part.
- What was that part? - The big secret. How I kicked it.
(Seagull squawking)
I drowned.
- I don't understand.
- OK, um...
A few years back, I took a boat out.
The water was rougher than I thought. I capsized.
My leg got caught in the anchor rope.
I couldn't get free.
I drowned!
Uh...
And every day since then, I relive it.
- Why?
- I don't know.
Why do some ghosts get their doors and some don't?
I wish I could Google this crap, Sally.
(Chuckles)
Some ghosts refer to it as a death echo.
- How are you so sane?
I feel like I would be one of those armless nut-jobs
screeching by the message wall.
- At first, I thought I would be too.
But then, I was like, I don't know:
"It's 5 minutes of my day."
The rest of my time is what I make of it.
So, how about telling me again about that
violent crush you had on me.
(Laughing)
- Uh, not that you noticed.
- You're right.
I was too busy wondering why you never noticed me.
- I really wish I would've known that then.
I would have had a completely different death.
Holy crap!
I felt that. This is crazy!
We're ghosts! - I know.
- Like, right now, some jerk would walk by and be like: "Get a room, slut!"
"Don't need one, loser!"
(Laughing)
Sorry.
OK...
Wow.
- You made it.
- You don't have to check up on me. Bernie's gone and--and...
I've put it away.
(Sighing)
- I'm allowed to worry about you.
(Children playing)
Life shouldn't have to be this miserable.
- (Bernie): Aidan!
Aidan!
- You're so cold. - I don't feel cold. I feel a little weak.
Rebecca fixed me. - What did you do?
- Bernie, maybe you should go play on the slide.
- Slide? I don't slide. I'm in the 4th grade. - Oh...
Uh, well...
- I guess I'll find something to do.
- Bernie, wait! - Aidan...
- Are you crazy? Do you know what this means?
He could kill someone! - Chill out.
- You can't turn a kid.
- I couldn't stand seeing you like that.
Bernie didn't deserve to die. - And as a kid,
he has no sense, no impulse control,
even before you turned him into a monster.
- I haven't been feeding him live blood.
Only hospital blood. You and I can raise him right!
- Rebecca, I--I don't know if you're delusional
or naive or just plain stupid.
- Or maybe I just trusted you.
You promised me that you could keep us both clean.
That we'd go away and have a life. Remember?
Yeah, sure!
We can live forever, but what is there to live for?
- You can't experiment playing house with a kid.
- Whatever. It's done.
- God, I...
I did this for you. You think I wanted to?
Oh no! - What?
Bernie... Bernie!
- (Both): Bernie!
- Bernie!
- Seriously?
You're doing it in the kitchen!
We--we eat here. I eat here!
- OK, where am I supposed to go, Josh? I don't have a bedroom.
- I forgot you can see us.
- Yeah, and your sex cloud,
or whatever this is, it's gross, OK?
It spreads out.
I'm afraid to breathe because I might inhale part of you.
- Wow, Josh! So polite!
By the way, this is Nick.
- Hi. - Hey, Nick.
- He has girlfriend issues.
- OK. - Just issues.
- Well, uh, I should probably flicker anyway.
Gotta, you know, die again.
- Um, maybe you could...
Maybe you could work through your echo here.
- Hmm, OK.
What? Like an intervention/home detox?
- Well, maybe you just need something else to focus on.
Hmm?
- Muah! I'll be back before you can explode a light bulb.
- Try.
- I....
- Try.
(Screeching)
Nick, it's OK.
I'm right here. I'm right beside you.
It's OK. - What's going on?
- Just get out! He's drowning.
(Gasping)
- What? - You don't have to.
(Screeching) Just come back when you're ready.
(Coughing)
I'll be here.
(Sighing)
- Your boyfriend drowns.
Because he's the ghost of a merman.
- Give me a break, Josh. Please.
- Hi. What's your name?
Want some Red Vines?
(Heart beating)
- Bernie!
Sorry.
Uh, sorry. He--he can't have sugar.
Bernie, you almost hurt that little girl.
- I didn't mean to. - I know.
But you have to be careful
because you don't know how strong you are.
Now, you can't--
You can't run off like that.
Rebecca's freaking out. We looked everywhere for you.
- That girl's heart was loud.
I could hear her blood. I could smell it!
Am I, like, a superhero now?
- Listen to me. And you have to understand this.
You can never, never, hurt someone.
Even if you feel like... biting, you can't.
Because if you did, they could die.
- Like I did!
- Yeah, Bernie, you almost died.
- Don't worry. I wasn't gonna hurt that girl.
She was nice.
- Yeah, she was nice.
- Aidan, superheroes only go after bad guys,
people who hurt other people.
- We're not superheroes, Bernie.
- I wish I was like this before.
Then those boys, they wouldn't have messed with me.
Aidan, I feel kind of sick.
- You're hungry. Uh, look, I have to go to work.
We're gonna find Rebecca and she's gonna take care of you, OK?
- So unless you're washing your hair that night,
you let me know.
- That sounds suspiciously like a booze cruise.
- Hey!
Hey!
You guys planning the office Christmas party?
Or, I should say, holiday party,
so I don't offend my Jewish Brethren, or the Muslims.
Invinder's a Sikh.
- Need some help?
- I do, actually. Yeah.
Mr. Beckley thinks he has guinea worm.
- Guinea worm? He has H1N1.
- Discomfort, cranberry-coloured pustules.
I don't know...
- I'll come find you.
- OK.
- Hey, when I said, "Let's take it slow,"
I didn't mean go hook up with Dr. Roofie.
- You do not get to do this.
No, we're dialing it down, remember?
What does that even mean anyway,
except you're too much of a coward to break up with me? - That's not-- No!
We're still on, exactly like we were,
only it's just less intense.
- You keep saying that.
What is less intense than no sex,
dinner out once a week and no sex!
My grandmother in assisted living does more than we do.
- It means that we'll just be less invested in each other.
Just less intimate, Nora.
- So, to sum up, you wanna see me as much as you do now,
but care about me less.
And in between, while I wait for you to call
and tell me what DVD we're renting,
I should get reacquainted with my vibrator
because I'm not to see anyone else. Sold!
** That's over *
* That's over *
* Honestly, you'll never have *
* What I have *
* Go ask *
* Go ask my father *
* Go ask, it's time **
- Those 2 boys nearly had their heads chewed off
by some vicious creature with tiny, sharp fangs.
What could have done that, I wonder?
Did you really think I wouldn't find out, Aidan?
A spanking new vampire running around the city.
- I didn't want this. It wasn't my choice to turn him.
- There is always a choice.
And there are rules,
considerations and even compassion amongst vampires.
- You're lecturing me about compassion?
- Obviously, I have to. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here.
- No, we wouldn't be here if you hadn't turned Rebecca.
- That is why we don't turn children.
- You turned Bernie?
- No, not me. Rebecca.
- And you, you caused Rebecca.
Oh! Oh my god, Aidan!
How could you keep this a secret?
- Look, I didn't tell you because you couldn't help
and I knew that you would disintegrate,
just like you're doing right now. - No! You only tell me things
when--when crap has already exploded!
When it's raining down on us!
When you don't have a choice!
And now, 3 boys are dead because of you.
And Cara and Rebecca and god knows who else--
- I am telling you this because you are my best friend!
(Sighing) And you're right. Yeah, OK.
Things have gotten out of control.
And it may be that I have to leave for a little bit.
- We are best friends.
But maybe it's better if you do leave.
(Footsteps going up stairs)
- Please, please, eat this. Eat it.
Come on, it tastes good. Smell it.
Come on! Eat it!
- I don't want it! - That is the last bag I have. You have to eat something.
- I don't care! - It was good enough yesterday!
- Hey! Rebecca, cool it. - What has happened?
Don't! You have not been here.
He doesn't even sleep!
Listen, I can get more blood.
- I don't want it! It makes me sick.
It tastes like puke, rotten puke!
- I don't know what happened.
- I wanna see my mom. I wanna go home.
- Hey! I know you do, Bernie. But remember what we said?
Whoa!
- Shhh!
(Grunting)
I cannot do this by myself.
You've got to quit your job.
You've got to be here.
I'll take him.
I'll take him now.
Hey, Bernie... Let's get you something to eat.
- I won't drink that blood. I hate it!
- No, no. Something good.
- We have to get out of this city. Vermont or Maine.
Somewhere where there's not so many people.
We can't stay in this crawly motel room,
brushing up against people.
I can smell them through the walls.
- It's gonna be OK. I promise.
- OK.
Bernie...
I lost it.
I'm sorry.
- Hey, he just needs to cool down.
Um, you take a rest.
You take a walk. I got him.
(Sighing)
Hey, Bernie, you wanna take a drive?
Let's find something to eat, huh?
(Panting)
- I've been thinking.
You know my movements, the way I shake the house, make the pipes explode?
They're tied to my emotions.
So maybe there's something in you
that's causing the echo.
You say it's random,
but it's gotta be linked to something.
- I used to think that I was in this echo...
because every night I would die,
trying to untie my legs, swim to the surface,
you know, like, beat my death, and I never did.
So then I accepted it, all of it.
My death, the echo...
(Sighing)
And it's still here.
- Well, maybe you could leave a message on the wall.
And then find someone who kicked the echo. Or maybe--
- Sally...
The only time that I remember what it was like to be alive...
is when I'm dying.
- I don't even know what to say to that.
You do this on purpose?
- Let's just forget about it.
Sally, let me just say
that you have been handling this like a champ. - Yeah, I know I have.
That's what I do. I'm a real stand-up girl.
I did this with Danny too.
(Sighing)
I supported him. I put up with all his moods.
I rearranged my entire life for him.
- Just don't compare me to the guy that killed you.
Being with you...
has made everything so much easier.
Just knowing
that I can always come back to you afterwards... (Sniffling)
And you don't have to fix me.
Really.
What we are, I think, is kind of perfect.
- It's perfect for you.
'Cause I guess that's my thing.
My echo.
I meet a guy. He's great.
I lose myself in him.
He's gonna solve all my problems.
And then I just disappear into his.
And you don't even wanna get better.
- I guess that death...
doesn't leave us a whole lot of room for change. (Chuckling)
(Sighing)
- Really? Is there more to say?
We're both adults.
I think we know when something isn't meant to be.
- I don't want you to see Reed, or anyone. - Oh, here we go.
You know, you're surprisingly Neanderthal
for someone so young.
- I'm not a jerk who doesn't wanna get close to you.
I want to be with you. I want to be with you.
But there's something in my life.
And it has nothing to do with you or another woman.
And I didn't kill anyone.
- That's remarkably not reassuring
if you have to point that out.
- There's something private...
about me.
And it needs to stay that way.
- For always?
- I don't know.
(Sighing)
And I realize that makes me seem
incredibly unappealing, but I don't know...
I don't know how else to do this.
- Look, I--I appreciate your honesty.
But I'm not gonna be that crazy,
low self-esteem, co-dependent girl
who needs a guy who's tortured.
I'm just... I'm not gonna do it.
- I don't want you to. I don't want that for you.
I--I...
I've hurt my family...
by keeping this to myself.
My fiancée. It wasn't just that we were young. It was this thing.
** Let's go home together... *
I don't wanna hurt you.
I don't wanna hurt you too.
- But if you're not letting me in, then what's the point?
- No, I just-- I wanna protect you.
- No. I don't need you to.
You think I haven't seen horrible stuff in my life?
* Let's go home together... *
(Sighing)
* Let's go lose ourselves *
* I'd give anything to you *
* I do need you, it seems *
* In a dirty movie *
* Only you have seen *
* Let's go home together... *
Things took a wild turn, didn't they?
* Let's go lose ourselves... *
- How?
Who did this to you?
- Let's just say I didn't always go for the nice guy.
- I never wanna let anything like this happen to you again.
* A Spanish burn *
* This kind of love *
* Can leave *
* No evidence *
* This kind of love can leave... *
- It's so quiet here.
- So you and your mom, you guys ever go hiking?
- Um, no.
She says that's why we live in the city.
We don't have to hike.
(Laughing)
- I agree with her there.
But where else are you gonna find deer?
- But how are you gonna shoot it?
You don't have a gun.
- We don't need a gun.
We're gonna catch it ourselves.
- And kill it?
- Yep.
- But you said that we can't kill.
- Animals are different. Humans eat animals too.
Don't worry. We'll be gentle and quick.
See, if you have to kill an animal,
there's a way to do it so it doesn't hurt. (Bird cawing)
- Cool. - Shhh! Look right over there.
OK. Now, I'm gonna go around.
And if he bolts, you run as fast as you can
and just try to hold him, OK?
- Wait, wait. What if he does get away?
(Woodpecker pecking)
- Just hold him.
* Bruises only *
* In the places you can't see *
* I'll leave no trail behind me *
* When I am gone *
* Stay, and I will lie *
* That's in us *
* A heart beats so hardly *
* A Spanish burn *
* This kind of love *
* Can leave... *
(Door closing)
* This kind of love *
* Can leave **
- Did you find Bernie?
- I took care of it.
- You had to.
I'll be upstairs.
(Crying)
- Marcus...
Thank you for taking care of those boys.
If I didn't know any better,
I would've thought Aidan's son did it myself.
- Whatever I can do.
What was Aidan thinking anyway?
Trying to keep a child, it's sick.
- Aidan was thinking he could start a family of his own.
But we're his family, aren't we, Marcus?
Hmm...