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(dark music)
(rain splashes)
(brooding piano music) (rain splashes)
(sinister orchestral music)
(brooding piano music)
(muffled rain splashes)
(birds chirp)
(toilet flushes)
(birds chirp)
(muffled birds chirp)
(suspenseful music)
(dark tones swell)
(Oliver sobs)
(muffled birds chirp)
I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do.
(Oliver sobs)
(rotary dial clicks)
(suspenseful music)
(phone clacks)
(Oliver breathes deeply)
(Oliver sobs)
(birds chirp) (bleak music)
(dark music)
(high-pitched tone rings)
(dark music continues)
(toilet flushes)
(water splashes)
(phone rings)
(dark music swells)
(phone rings)
(distant phone rings)
(crickets chirp) (dark music)
(ominous whispering tones)
(creaking and cracking) (ominous whispering tones)
(pills rattle)
(Oliver sighs)
So then...
I don't know.
I don't want you to choke.
(Oliver sniffles)
(muffled owl hoots) (dark music continues)
Your hand is so cold.
(Oliver sighs)
(sinister music)
(branches crack)
(sinister music continues)
(high-pitched pulsating tones)
(branches crack)
(dark music)
(ominous tones swell)
(eerie music)
(door creaks)
(eerie music continues)
(bleak piano music)
(Oliver breathes deeply)
(organ chord drones)
(sack rustles)
(sack thuds)
(dark music)
(Oliver pants)
(Oliver sighs)
(distant siren wails)
(Oliver sighs)
(distant siren wails) (Oliver breathes heavily)
(sack rustles)
(contents clatter)
(dark music continues)
(distant phone rings)
(phone rings)
(machine clicks)
[Sam] Oliver.
Evelyn, it's Sam Cooke.
Just wanted to see if you guys needed some eggs this week.
If you do, give me a call. I'll stop by.
Thanks.
(phone bleeps)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(dramatic orchestral music continues)
(phone rings)
(phone clacks)
Hello?
[Alex] Ollie?
Ollie, my love. I have news for you.
Great news. Tremendous news.
Now, I know that we have a contract to finish a painting,
but right now, I want you to just put that on hold.
Just absolutely forget about it.
The Sonnenberg
wants you to create an installation
for the lobby of their new wing!
They want something simple, yet radical,
and 100% Oliver Black.
And Ollie, they're going to pay you through the roof!
I'm listening. Yeah.
[Alex] They're dedicating their new wing
to the personal works of all the great American artists!
They want an installation and they want it fast.
Oh, honey, I hate to put pressure on you,
but it's the goddamn Sonnenberg!
We can't afford to pass this up!
Now, honey, I know, I know this is short notice,
but do you have any ideas?
I have an idea.
- [Alex] That's why you're my favorite client.
(eerie whispering tones)
Favorite. Favorite artist.
Ollie?
(eerie whispering tones)
Ollie, are you there?
Yeah.
(clears throat) I'm just, I'm just thinking, 'cause yeah...
I should go get to work.
[Alex] Fantastic.
How's Evelyn?
She's great. She's resting.
[Alex] Give her my love.
I will.
(phone clacks)
(melancholy piano music)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
(dark whispering tones swell)
(melancholy piano music continues)
I'm in here.
It's...
It's so dark.
(indistinct whispering) (dark string music)
Look for me.
Another bird flew into the window.
So, I left it open.
Evelyn?
It's so cold.
Ollie, can you hand me a blanket?
My arms don't wanna move.
The desire to see the world and not be in the world.
So many tiny bodies.
It's like a fire.
Music.
(distorted abrasive tones swell)
("Clair de lune")
That's better. Don't you think?
- [Oliver] Mm-hm. Yeah.
Is the window still open, then?
No. It's closed.
Is it winter already?
How long did I sleep?
I fell asleep...
I feel like I was in the middle of something.
Ollie.
I'm still cold. The music isn't helping.
(melancholy music)
(melancholy chamber music)
(melancholy chamber music continues)
So, did you...
Did you see him?
Who?
Jesus? Buddha?
The white light?
No.
It's hard to describe, really. It's...
It's more a feeling.
(warm droning tones)
Like a warm light.
Liquid oneness.
The senses are heightened and the field of awareness is,
is endless.
You feel no sense of your
physical body.
And yet, you feel everything.
Hear everything.
It's infinite
and nothing.
But then, you allow it.
There's no more thinking, and it's beautiful.
You're free.
(ethereal tones swell)
What's happening?
What? Hello?
They're telling me-
[Oliver] What's happening?
- I'm with them now. - Who's "them"?
[Evelyn] The recent arrivals.
Someone's telling me something. They're saying...
They're telling me that we have five days.
Whatever this is, we have five days and then
you go away from me.
Be gone.
Who's telling you?
(indistinct voices)
The guides.
It's just the guides.
Guides.
They say we'll be reunited,
in the next phase.
[Oliver] Next phase of what?
Next phase.
Evolution.
(intense abrasive tones)
(dark music)
(indistinct whispering)
(sack thuds)
(distant phone rings)
(phone rings)
("Clair de lune")
It's like trying to describe a color
you've never seen before, in another language.
Maybe color isn't it.
No. Maybe it's like music.
Because we can hear it coming from this machine,
but we can't see it, or feel it.
And yet, it's...
It's everywhere.
The sound wave is invisible, but it's everywhere.
It's here.
And it's here. We're moving through it.
That's what it's like. It's like music.
It's everywhere.
It's so beautiful.
- [Oliver] Well, I wanna see it, too. You know?
(Oliver sighs)
(eerie tones swell)
You really wanna know what it's like?
(Oliver sighs) (eerie music)
Then come with me.
Now?
Now.
(melancholy piano music)
(birds chirp)
(bicycle clicks)
And now...
How many times have we driven by here,
without really seeing what we're looking at?
Or feeling the texture in the air around us?
This structure.
That lake.
This turn in the road.
Because you already know all of this,
you probably haven't seen any of it.
You've just gone right on by, missing it.
Seeing what you thought you saw before,
and missing out on all the beauty.
And if you're on a different path,
a road you've never been down,
you don't know what's ahead of you.
You have no idea what's coming up,
what's about to happen.
And that forces you to become very attentive,
and very present.
And it's in that moment of not knowing, Ollie,
inside the unknown,
you're alive.
Really alive.
It's the most beautiful place to be.
(dark music)
Sorry to interrupt.
("Clair de lune")
We always struggled dancing, didn't we?
- Well that's because you always wanted to leave. (chuckles)
- I can read your intentions with a lot more clarity now.
Mm!
Does that mean that you're willing to follow?
Let's see.
(Oliver chuckles)
(eerie tones swell)
Sorry to interrupt.
Are you all right?
(brooding piano music)
I want this painting to be my headstone.
(chuckles) "Headstone".
- Oh, it used to bother me so much, but now,
I can see what you're going for and I love it.
- [Oliver] I was just trying to get at the truth, I guess.
- I love how much it shows how much I was holding inside.
You know, it's not what we express that drives us crazy.
It's what we keep buried inside.
(gentle vocal and piano music in foreign language)
(hammer clacks)
(chisel scrapes)
(music continues)
(chisel scrapes)
(music continues)
(ominous tones rumble)
(bleak piano music)
(knocks on door)
(door opens)
- [Oliver] Alex, what in God's name are you doing up here?
You have not been answering your phone,
so I just decided to come up!
- Wait, wait. - No, no.
(door closes) (Alex groans)
Do these windows open?
No, but it does break, so be careful.
Oh, Ollie.
Why haven't you been answering your phone?
I'm sorry, Ollie, but,
is there something that matter with your sewer?
[Oliver] Yeah, I think there might be.
I'll get it looked at.
We can get you a studio in the city,
if you need a clean place to work.
I like working here.
- Sweetie, I know. I know these things take time.
But you've been ignoring me!
Can I see the work?
I promise you, as soon as it's ready,
you will be the very first person to see it.
That's all I wanted to know.
(Alex sighs)
You must answer the phone when I call you.
You know what?
Not only will I answer it, I'll pick it up,
and I'll call you.
- How's that? - I like that.
- It'll be good. - Yes, thank you.
(eerie music)
(muffled rain splashes)
(bleak piano music)
- You know, she hasn't always been honest with you.
[Oliver] About what?
About money.
And other things.
[Oliver] What other things?
(muffled thunder claps)
Your work.
She thinks you've lost it.
That you're out of touch.
She doesn't understand.
[Oliver] How'd you find out about this?
I can hear thoughts, somehow.
The frequency's different when there's an obstacle in it.
Like a lie.
So... (clears throat)
What, is this whole thing with the Sonnenbergs a lie?
No.
No, no. This one's honest.
(bleak piano music continues)
I'm being shown how to connect to different frequencies.
[Oliver] So, can you read my mind?
Yes.
[Oliver] The tree has turned blue.
- Why blue? (muffled thunder claps)
(bleak piano music continues) (muffled rain splashes)
(brooding orchestral music)
(gentle piano music)
(intense ominous music)
(faint demonic snarls)
Stop!
Honey, wake up.
(Oliver groans)
(intense ominous tones)
(brooding piano music)
Did you see it? Did you watch that?
Yes.
Why do you care what Alex thinks?
(Oliver sighs)
- [Oliver] I thought you could read my mind?
Not when there's obstacles.
- Well, there's always obstacles aren't there.
Not all of my own making always, either, right?
Are you saying it's my fault?
(Oliver breathes deeply)
I take responsibility for my own
self-indulgence and self-sabotage.
What are you so afraid of?
Oh, I don't know.
It's...
(sighs) It's all underwater.
Murky.
Wanted to say something important.
I wanted to get at some truth.
Wanted to
see something nobody had seen before,
or find a way to say it that nobody had ever found before,
and maybe help other people see, in a new way.
Burying all the layers. This idea that I'll uncover them.
I just don't know that it's working.
Thought it'd be easier to hide, but it's not easy.
And I'm sorry I led you to this
rotten old building,
thinking I was gonna bring it back to life.
I hope it's not what killed you.
I think there's something else.
I don't know what happened.
I lost the light.
We should've had kids. I don't know what the fuck happened.
I think now is your chance
to bring something into the light.
To be brave enough to bring it into the light.
(Oliver sighs)
And not care what Alex thinks about it,
or anybody thinks about it.
Just show it.
You know...
What's that old thing about,
"Bring forth what is within you,
and what you bring forth will save you.
Fail to bring forth what is within you
and what you failed to bring forth will destroy you."
And I know it's true.
And I guess it's still worth it.
Yes.
It's definitely worth it.
You have so much left to show, and do.
And be.
(Oliver sighs)
(Oliver inhales deeply)
(brooding piano music continues)
(bleak ethereal music)
("Nimrod")
I always pick up a feather when I see it
'cause a feather is a message from the spirit world.
It means the spirits are with you,
depending on the feather that you find,
or the feather that finds you.
So, whenever you see a feather, you'll know
that I'm near you.
("Nimrod" continues)
(distorted phone rings)
(distant phone rings)
(phone rings)
(distant phone rings)
(brooding orchestral music)
(cash register dings)
(eerie crackling tones swell)
("Clair de lune")
Remember that awful hobby I picked up,
painting the Ukrainian Easter eggs?
[Oliver] Oh, yeah. You were into that.
(both chuckle)
It was so tedious.
Hours and hours, just painting and repainting,
the same surface.
I kind of obsessed on it.
I think I was just so tense, trying to make it beautiful.
I ended up shattering it into a thousand pieces.
- Isn't that how they make 'em stronger, sometimes?
Didn't they do that on purpose?
- [Evelyn] What, break them, and put 'em back together?
[Oliver] It's true in nature.
Cells have to break apart in order to keep growing.
Muscles.
Humans.
Maybe we had to get broken apart to be made stronger.
[Evelyn] I think, in the end,
I was just more interested in the egg.
(muffled thunder claps) (eerie ethereal music)
(indistinct whispering)
(whispering tones swell)
(indistinct whispering)
(eerie ethereal music continues)
(indistinct whispering swells)
(gentle piano and vocal music in foreign language)
(faint eerie tones)
Ollie.
Why did I die?
(faint indistinct whispering)
Why won't you tell me?
(electricity crackles and thumps)
(strong wind blows)
(indistinct voice)
(Oliver sighs)
(melancholy piano music)
(birds chirp)
I wonder.
Can you hear the sound of that color?
Oliver, the mind can't tell the difference
between what is real and what is imagined.
The mind can't tell the difference between what is real
and what is imagined.
The mind can't tell the difference between what is real
and what is imagined.
This is the truth of the Universe.
(dark tones rumble) (piano music continues)
Oliver?
(knocks on door)
Oliver!
Evelyn?
(faint eerie tones)
(door creaks)
(suspenseful music)
Oliver!
Evelyn?
It's Sam Cooke!
I brought you some eggs!
(flies buzz)
Oliver?
Evelyn?
(Sam groans) (flies buzz)
(Sam grunts)
(Sam screams) (intense music)
(Sam screams) (flesh squelches)
(ominous tones rumble)
(bleak piano music)
(brooding orchestral music)
(women laugh hysterically)
(distorted tones crackle)
(screeching tones ring) (truck horn blares)
(distorted tones crackle and screech)
(dark tones hum)
(door clacks)
(coins clink)
(coins rattle and clink)
(cash register clacks)
(dark music)
(distorted tones crackle)
(coins clink)
(dark music continues)
(crow caws)
(tones hum and screech)
(somber piano music)
(tense music)
(distorted tones screech)
(birds chirp) (water swashes)
(sack thuds)
(door creaks)
(gentle vocal and piano music in foreign language)
("Clair de lune")
(knocks on door)
(door squeaks)
Hey, guys? You can come down this way.
You don't have to go in the house.
- Down that way? - Yeah.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
The hell were you thinking, sending plumbers over here?
- It's a problem that needed to be fixed and I'm fixing it!
- Well, next time give me a heads up, all right?
It's my house.
Christ.
Oliver, I want to see the work.
(suspenseful orchestral music)
(knocks on tank)
My God.
What is it?
The divine essence.
Accompanied by gods from above.
Beasts from below.
The extra-dimensional emissary.
The earthbound primitivist.
It's all aspects of Evelyn.
- Evelyn? - Mm.
Has she seen it?
What does she think of it?
I haven't asked.
It's not finished.
That's what "a work in progress" means.
I said it was a work in progress.
You understand that the wax becomes bronze, right?
And that the feather won't be there on the day-
Well, let me know when it will be ready
for the Sonnenberg to pick up.
Buy Evelyn something nice.
Thank you, Alex.
I'll help you out.
(plumber grunts) (suspenseful music)
So, we snaked the main water line,
and somehow, (sighs) something has backed up your system,
and it won't drain.
So, we're gonna have to flush everything.
Every drain in the house.
Starting with the ones on the top floor, 'cause I...
- Um, no. Actually, we don't use one on the top floor.
Just the one off the kitchen.
Get to it this way, though. I'll show you.
All right. Get this.
Yeah, yeah.
(sludge squelches) (eerie music)
Yeah, it looks whatever's affecting the drain down here
is coming from the pipes upstairs.
You think I can take a look at that second floor bathroom?
- Like I said, we don't use it. It's turned off, so...
- Look, I know it's tough having guys work in your house,
but if you just let me take a look,
I think I can fix it, get outta your hair.
Yeah, no, I appreciate it because I know I have to pay,
each time you come but it'd be better,
I'd make more sense to do it that way,
but this is not a good time.
- Look, I don't wanna... (drain gurgles)
(suspenseful music)
(dark music)
Whatever you put in that tub
was the culprit.
I cleaned up for ya. Scraped it all out.
Put some drain cleaner down her.
I wouldn't flush it for an hour or two.
Tomorrow morning, probably be best.
All righty, then.
Thank you.
Have a good day.
(footsteps recede)
(Oliver sighs)
(melancholy piano music)
(birds chirp)
(indistinct whispering)
(intense ominous tones)
Oh, my God. You're back.
- We can't ever do anything like that again.
But it, it worked.
I almost-
They won't let it happen.
They said it shouldn't happen.
Why? What if I want to go?
It's not your time.
Who gets to decide that, if not me?
If I want to be with you more than I want to stay here.
I know, baby, but not yet.
You're not finished.
This is all dead to me now.
I want to move on with you.
I know, but I have to go alone.
Please don't. There's nothing to negotiate.
Don't think there's anything you can do.
(suspenseful music)
Then why did you come back?
Why didn't you just stay there?
I came back to say goodbye.
No!
I need you, here.
I have you in everywhere.
In in my work. It's-
Oliver.
You've been so busy, but now you need to stop.
You need to stop being so busy and just rest.
Rest and let all the pain in.
Let it in, so you can let it go.
Then you can begin again.
I love you, Oliver.
That's all we are, you know, is love.
- It's not so easy to feel that when you're all alone.
Love is everywhere and in everything.
Connect with that and then we will always be together.
Connect with that.
(dark chamber music)
(dramatic organ music played in reverse)
(sculpture shatters)
(lock clacks)
(door slides open)
(lock clacks)
(door creaks)
- Eddie Sonnenberg, may I present, Oliver Black.
[Eddie] It's nice to meet you.
A pleasure to meet you.
Actually, have we ever met?
No.
I know your work.
Yeah, you just seem familiar.
So, come on in.
So, the Russians.
These portraits represent a cross section a random sampling
of those who were considered to be counter revolutionaries.
So, Stalin had his secret police round them up,
document them with photographs,
and then taken out and shot in the head.
So, they all know they're about to die,
and they're in immediate sense of awareness
of their own mortality.
And so you get to see, in each face,
that I was completely mesmerized when I was working,
by the confluence of different emotional states.
The fear and the anger. (Alex sighs)
The regret and the...
Well, everything going on in there.
Because... (stutters)
(Oliver sighs)
So, I tried to...
I sanded them down in between each pass 'cause I loved
the idea of collaborating with the law of accidents.
So every time I sand, I'm losing something
that I put in there and then I put something back
and I take it away and I put it back and I take it away.
So, there'd be windows through which the audience,
the viewer would feel that they were being haunted.
- Oliver. Let's forget about the Russians, for now.
Come on.
I can't wait for you to see this.
I've always felt that modern times
are lacking in terms of the...
What am I trying to say?
I am sure the work I've been doing for all these years,
of building up all the layers and burying them,
in order to excavate back in order to reveal them,
in order to try and...
My version of signaling through the flames,
in order to find that place where the spirit meets the bone
in order to do the soul justice,
it seems like a form of madness, but this is my attempt
to do the soul justice.
(Oliver chuckles)
(Eddie breathes deeply)
Oliver.
It's perfect.
(Alex gasps)
(Alex laughs)
I'm so glad you like it.
I knew that you would, but I'm still really happy.
Congratulations, Oliver.
You have absolutely captured her spirit.
Thank you.
- Congratulations. ("Nimrod")
(ominous tones crackle)
("Nimrod" continues)
[Evelyn] I wonder.
Can you hear the sound of that color?
(brooding organ music)