(somber music)
(birds chirping)
(somber music continues)
(door opens) (bags rustle)
(door shuts)
(sunglasses thud) (keys jingle)
(bag rustles)
(roll thuds)
(bag rustles)
(object thuds) (rocks shower)
(feet stepping)
(soft music)
(door opens)
(door shuts)
(door opens)
(crickets chirp)
(door bangs)
(soft music continues)
(dramatic music)
(shower runs)
(eerie music)
(water runs)
(lamp thuds)
(eerie music continues)
(water continues running)
(feet stepping)
(water continues running)
(knife slices) (person screams)
(knife slices) (water runs)
(knife plunges) (blood splatters)
(dramatic music continues)
(lamp thuds)
(body thuds)
(dramatic music continues)
(knife slices)
(person choking)
(knife drops)
(dramatic theme music)
(feet stepping)
(object thuds) (fabric rustles)
(dramatic music)
(person screams) (lamp thuds)
(dramatic music continues)
(knife slice) (person grunts)
(blood gushes) (knife slices)
(person shudders)
(suitcase rattles)
(zipper zips)
(suitcase thuds)
(car engine hums)
(door opens) (keys jingle)
(door shuts)
(trunk opens)
(birds chirping)
(suitcase thuds) (keys jingle)
(Rachel sighs)
[Rachel] Here we go.
(suitcase rolls)
(door knocks)
(heels clacking)
(door opens)
Rachel, (gasps) you made it.
(suitcase rolls)
(door shuts)
Well, the others are in here, so follow me.
(suitcase rolls) (heels clacking)
[Rachel] Hello.
Rachel, this is Nora and Leo.
Guys, this is Rachel,
our number three for the weekend.
You can take a seat and we will begin.
(feet stepping)
Well, first I would just like to say
that I would like us all to remember
that the next few days are about letting yourselves heal.
About allowing ourselves to first accept
and then move onward from the trauma.
So, who would like to start?
Leo, you were talking earlier about how
you'd like to open up and share.
(Leo sighs)
Alright, I'll go first (clears throat).
Do you ever hear tires scream?
Hm?
I mean, really hear them.
They sound like an animal howling, just before it dies.
That's what I heard.
That sound of plastic (dramatic music)
And metal twisting like bones under someone's boot
in the face.
Just a blur behind the wheel
and then it was gone. (sirens blaring)
They didn't even slow down.
Not a brake light, not a glance back.
Like my brother's life was just roadkill on the way
to wherever they thought they needed to be.
I held him, right there in the street,
blood soaking into my hands
onto my jeans,
eyes looking up at me like he was trying
to ask, is everything going to be okay?
(flames roaring)
I lied.
And how does that make you feel, to lie?
Like swallowing glass with a smile.
Your story and your pain is something we are going
to process and recover from together.
So how about you?
Would you like to share next?
[Speaker] Gimme that.
Nope.
[Mara] It's okay.
But understand that in the future,
we will ask you to open up, yeah?
Okay.
[Mara] Nora, what would you like to share?
(throat clearing)
Clear skies,
calm waters,
textbook conditions, really.
We checked our gear twice.
Cracked jokes on the boat like always.
I watched him disappear
beneath the surface. (bubbles gurgling)
His fins, they're slicing through the water.
There's no signal,
no movement,
nothing.
Just silence
pressing in from every side.
I dove in after him.
I tried, I tried to bring him up.
I did. I tried. (bubbles gurgling)
The ocean doesn't give back what it takes.
And how does that memory force you to feel?
Like a part of me is still down there with him
waiting for him to blink.
[Mara] Therapy is not a magic cure that heals us,
but it helps us to heal ourselves.
How?
I mean how?
[Mara] What do you mean?
I mean, I've done this a couple times now.
Hasn't worked yet.
She's right.
I've tried counseling too.
Nothing stuck.
So again, how?
By saying things out loud for the first time.
By being challenged to not stay comfortable.
Really?
That's the trick, is it?
Therapy works well when a patient feels seen,
maybe even sometimes for the first time in long time.
Okay. (hands thud)
No offense, but took me half a day
and three flights to get here.
So if it's okay with you, I'm just gonna go upstairs
and pick up room, take a shower
and maybe we'll try this again later.
Of course.
Just pick whatever room is available and it is yours.
(suitcase rolls)
(dramatic music)
(fabric rustles)
(Rachel sighs)
(knife plunges) (person grunts)
(Rachel gasps)
(dramatic music continues)
(Rachel breathes)
(dramatic music continues)
[Leo] What was that about yesterday?
I have no idea.
Like, she didn't seem happy.
- No. - At all.
- [Leo] Yesterday. - [Nora] I have no idea.
[Leo] I dunno, but
[Nora] It doesn't look good.
I [Leo] No, it doesn't.
When you're here to share
and then she doesn't wanna share.
(throat clears)
Good morning.
Morning.
(coffee pours)
(throat clears)
(feet stepping)
Here. (cup thuds)
- [Rachel] Thanks. - Welcome.
How come you didn't wanna share anything yesterday?
Wow.
Really, Leo?
Two minutes into breakfast.
Just asking.
It's an honest question.
A lot of people like listening
to other people talk about their personal shit.
Um, well.
I,
It's not that I don't wanna share.
It's just difficult for me to talk about, is all.
Especially with people I don't know yet.
Strangers.
[Rachel] Exactly.
Right, it is all good.
Leo is just a dick.
Whenever you're ready, you're ready.
There's no shot clock for this kind of thing.
(shoes stepping)
(suitcase rattles)
(dramatic music)
(lamp thuds)
(suitcase thuds)
(shoes stepping)
[Rachel] So how long have you two known each other?
Since yesterday.
About three hours before you showed up.
[Rachel] I see (laughs).
Rachel, a word with you when you have a moment.
Hm?
(shoes stepping)
[Leo] I told you there was something off about her.
- What is happening? - I don't know.
This is turning out to be a very interesting weekend.
Oh, somebody's gonna heal. (cup thuds)
(both snicker)
(dramatic music)
Where did you get that?
I was gonna ask you the same thing.
I made it very clear that you are not to bring any items
with you that are not on the approved list.
I didn't bring that.
I destroyed it.
This can't be here.
But somehow it is.
It's one thing for you to not open up in the group,
but to bring things like this, Rachel.
You have to want to be here.
Do you understand what I am saying to you?
We have to destroy this.
We have to destroy this before somebody tries to use it.
Why?
Because the lamp, it forces people to bend to its will.
- Rachel. - No, you have to believe me.
I threw this in the lake after what happened.
Then how do you explain it being here?
I don't-I don't know.
Right.
Okay.
Yeah, I'll tell you what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna keep the lamp with me
and then you are going to open up in the morning session.
And if you do not, I'll be forced to ask you to leave.
Is that clear?
Do you understand what I'm saying to you?
Yes.
Okay.
(dramatic music continues)
(thunder roars) (air blowing)
All right, well, let's begin.
Rachel has been so kind as to volunteer to kick us off.
Rachel the floor's yours.
(hand thuds)
Okay.
My boyfriend at the time,
we took a trip with some friends to a place,
not like this,
supposed to be some last ditch effort
to save our failing relationship
but I didn't know that at the time.
Anyway, we found this lamp
(lightning strikes) (air blows)
And,
and it turned us against each other.
I was the only one of the four of us to survive the weekend.
Threw the lamp in the lake.
And I never went back there again.
There was a big investigation
and I was cleared of any wrongdoing.
But part of my punishment for what happened there is
I get to attend stuff like this.
Court ordered.
- (scoffs) Lamp? - Nora?
No, it's fine.
Yeah, a lamp (laughs). (hand thuds)
Like you see on TV, the grants it three wishes except power.
Absolute power.
Holy shit.
I read about this in the newspaper.
You're Rachel, the girl that killed her friends?
- [Mara] Leo. - Technically they weren't my
friends when they died, but
[Leo] What do you mean?
The lamp, it stems from an ancient story about
an orphaned boy who was trapped inside of it.
And that's who I killed.
My friends were already gone at that point.
Which is why we need to the lamp and destroy it
before it uses its magic to trick one
or all of you into using it.
- [Mara] Rachel. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, back up, back up, back up, back up,
back up, back up, back up, back up.
You mean to tell me you have the lamp here?
Is it in the house?
Where is it?
Everyone, just, you need to relax, okay?
She found it this morning in my bag
and I told her that we need to destroy it.
She wouldn't listen to me.
Rachel, calm down please.
So it is here and the wishes, do they work?
No, things aren't always as they seem.
The lamp is cursed.
You can't use it.
Says who?
Yeah, what happens if we use it to make good wishes?
So the lamp's gonna make us do what?
Force us to turn on one another?
Is that why you killed your friends?
No, no.
That is not what we are saying.
Well, okay.
Wait, wait, pause.
Wait a second, wait, how the hell did the lamp end up here
if you said you threw it in the lake?
I don't know, but I know that it is here
and it needs to be destroyed.
All right.
This is the lamp that everyone is talking about.
(lamp thuds)
Rachel, what do you say if we destroy it?
How does that sound? (dramatic music)
We'll burn it.
(birds chirp)
Whenever you're ready.
(Rachel exhales)
- Okay. - It doesn't explain
how the lamp got here.
Leo, that is not important.
This is about Rachel.
Yeah, but it sucks for the rest of us who can use the lamp
to see her loved ones again, for closure?
Yeah, a chance to say goodbye?
Okay, that's what the lamp wants you to do,
is justify its use.
But I assure you it doesn't end there.
That doesn't explain how the lamp just
showed up outta the blue like it did.
[Rachel] I mean, maybe it wants to be used.
Maybe it's angry and wants us to wish to get back at me.
Yeah and maybe it wants somebody else to use it.
That third wish.
Then we'll make two.
One for the each of us.
Unlikely.
Rachel, burn the lamp
or I will have to ask you to leave.
(lamp tings)
(light clicks)
(flame roars) I say we head on inside.
We have a lot to cover today.
Come on.
(shoes stepping) (dramatic music continues)
Leo, is there a problem?
(dramatic music continues)
(voice rumbles)
Chuck?
(siren blaring) (ambulance blaring)
(voice rumbles)
Chuck, is that you?
(fabric rustles)
(dramatic music continues)
Chuck, where are you?
(cicadas buzzing)
(door shuts)
(dramatic music continues)
All right, how does this work?
I wish to see my brother Chuck again.
(Leo scoffs)
Fucking thing doesn't work.
(lamp thuds)
(air blows)
(phone beeps)
The third subject, Rachel, shows signs of either
memory distortion, or false memory.
Not a disorder in itself,
but a common cognitive phenomenon
similar to the Mandela effect.
Subject also holds on to memories like cognitive dissonance,
psychological discomfort from holding two
conflicting beliefs where the brain may unconsciously
alter memories to reduce inner conflict.
Who are you, Rachel?
(melodic music)
(energy crackling)
(Leo yawns)
[Speaker] Leo.
(water lapping)
(Rachel sighs)
(dramatic music)
(water splashes)
(water gurgling)
(waves lapping)
(speaker growls)
(Rachel gasps)
(Rachel breathes heavy)
(eerie music)
(melodic music)
Chuck?
Brother.
How the fuck?
Holy shit.
It worked.
It actually works.
You brought me back.
How did you do this?
The lamp.
There's a girl here that said the lamp grants three wishes
and I wished for you to come back and it worked.
Girl?
What girl?
Her name's Rachel.
But Chuck, we can't tell her about the lamp.
Why not?
She doesn't think it's a good idea.
She says it could be bad.
She thinks the lamp's cursed.
Chuck?
You're bleeding.
Open your mouth.
Open your mouth wide.
Like this.
What?
Open your mouth.
Chuck?
I mean, no.
Why?
You're serious?
Now, stay completely still.
(intense music)
(laser shooting)
(dramatic music)
(Rachel sighs)
(shoes stepping)
(body thuds)
Well, I hope that everyone slept well.
This morning, we are going to try a little exercise.
One that will help us open up our feelings more.
Something that will make us feel a little bit easier.
(Nora groans)
I know that morning icebreakers are hard,
but we are here and we have committed to the work.
So let's dive in, yeah?
All right.
If today your mood was the weather,
what would it be and why?
It can be something like, I feel a little drizzle.
Calm, but low energy
or sunny with the chance of sarcasm.
Anyone?
Rachel, why don't you give it a shot?
(Rachel sighs)
Fog
at midnight.
That's good.
Things are unclear,
but I'm trying to find my way through.
Sure.
Whatever.
[Mara] Nora, what about you?
Tornado warning.
Nice.
I feel calm, but heavy things are swirling
beneath the surface.
Yeah.
Leo, what about you?
How do you feel today?
(foot taps)
(dramatic music)
Leo?
(fingers snapping)
(foot tapping)
Leo, what's wrong?
(Leo growls)
Did you do something?
(Leo growls)
Leo, what did you do?
[Mara] Leo, your nose.
Oh my god.
- [Nora] Leo. - [Mara] Squeeze it.
Tilt your head back.
The blood curse.
What?
What did you just say?
Rachel?
Where are you going? - Rachel.
[Mara] Rachel, Rachel, where are you going?
Rachel?
(feet scuttling)
(dramatic music continues)
(feet stepping)
He used the lamp.
[Mara] What?
How? We put the lamp in the fire.
We were all there together.
Okay, then he pulled it out when we left.
And he used it to make a wish.
[Nora] What wish?
The lamp was in flames.
It's not like he just pulled it out of there.
I don't know.
But he's been taken over by whatever's in that lamp.
Rachel.
No, nope, stop.
You listen to me now
I warned you about the lamp.
I told you this was gonna happen.
We need to call an ambulance.
Over a nosebleed?
He is burning up and the bleeding won't stop.
It looks like he's having some kind
of a seizure.
That's because it's not Leo.
Leo's gone, okay? (hand smacks)
Whatever that is needs to be restrained
before one of us is tricked into
using the lamp a second time.
- [Mara] Restrained? - Yes.
With something strong.
So ties.
We need ties.
There were some ties in the shed, I saw 'em earlier.
What were you doing in the shed?
I was looking around when I got here earlier.
Does it fucking matter?
Okay, just go get those.
- [Nora] Okay, okay. - Okay.
You, you're a doctor.
Do you have, do you have something that you can give him
to sedate him?
Rachel, I am not doing that.
(Rachel inhales)
Okay, well look, we need to be able to control it, okay?
And I need to keep my medical license.
Abuse of prescription (Leo growls)
(indistinct) defense and it's a risk
I am not willing to take.
Mara, I need you to trust me.
I'm the only one who knows what's happening here.
And if you do not do what I say right now,
we're all gonna die.
The drugs.
Do you have something you can give him?
Diazepam.
Diaz, what's that?
Valium, it's strong and it's the only thing
I have with me.
Okay, Valium, that's good.
Can you go get that?
Okay.
(shoes stepping)
Right here.
I got it. - Okay.
Yes, great.
So help me drag him into the bedroom.
We can tie him up there.
- Okay. - Okay.
(dramatic music continues)
Okay. (pills rattle)
He is out. (container thuds)
(hands clap)
Either one of you wanna tell me
what the fuck is happening?
Oh, would you like to compare our feelings
to weather alerts?
It's the wish bearer.
The entity inside the lamp, he wants out.
I thought he was already let out.
Oh, she did her research.
Yes, we did let it out, okay?
But there are rules to the curse.
The lamp will grant you three wishes,
but on the third wish a sacrifice has to be made
or else the wish bearer goes back into the lamp
until someone else can find and use it.
Sacrifice?
Yes.
Someone has to take his place inside the lamp.
It's called a blood curse.
That's how I knew that Leo wasn't Leo anymore.
All right, so when you set the wish bearer free,
I take it there was no sacrifice made?
No, because I threw it in the lake.
So he's back.
He's pissed and he wants to be free
more than anything in the world.
[Nora] Why?
Because he came so close last time.
Why don't we just stop making wishes?
That's a great idea.
It is, except, it's not that simple.
He's a master manipulator, okay?
And besides, do either of you even know
where the lamp is right now?
Okay, so step one, find the lamp, right?
Okay.
And then step two is, I'm gonna go have a chat
with the artist formerly known as Leo in there.
[Nora] What, why?
Well, because I think he might have a lot to say
and maybe he'll slip up
and give us something that will end this once and for all.
And if he doesn't?
Well, then I'll just make him really uncomfortable
till you two get your hands on the lamp.
And what happens when we find the lamp?
Simple.
We'll use the second wish to wish for the old Leo back.
Undo his wish, right?
And then, we'll use the third wish to bind the wish bearer
inside the lamp forever.
Will that work?
Yeah, in theory it will.
Okay, that's all we have right now, okay?
Any idea where we should start looking?
Hm?
I mean, try out back.
Oh, but remember the lamp is gonna want us
to use second wish.
One that is not part of our plan.
You two have to make sure that does not happen.
Yeah?
Understood.
Okay.
Okay, good luck.
(fabric creaks)
(shoes stepping)
(dramatic music continues)
(doors open)
(feet shuffling)
Aladdin.
Rachel, you wanted this meeting.
I demanded it.
Mm.
(metal clinks)
(lid rattles)
(plier shuts)
(hand thuds) (Aladdin grunts)
(dramatic music)
Too easy.
You've changed.
Not so soft.
Not so civilized.
(plier thuds)
Well, you are exactly the same.
You're not afraid of me anymore, are you?
I learned not to be.
You tend to lose your fear when torture becomes routine.
Even if it is self-inflicted.
In a way, I taught you that.
No, no, you inflicted it on me.
There's a big fucking difference.
You begged back then.
You cried for days.
I remember every sound you made.
Well, I remember
how I smiled when you got sent back to that cell.
I memorized your face in those moments
because I knew one day I'd be here
and you'd be the one shaking.
Yet here we are.
So what's your play, Rachel? Hm?
You know the power of the lamp
and you know those bitches out there
aren't gonna use it for good.
I bet they're out there right now trying to fight over
who gets the second wish.
You think revenge is your ally?
Revenge?
Revenge would be bullets in your knees, fire in your mouth.
Ah, child's play compared to what I've seen.
Let me guess.
If it's not revenge you're here for, maybe it's closure?
Ah, is that it?
(drawer rattles)
No.
I'm here to remind you that you did not make me.
I made myself from the rubble that you left behind.
(Aladdin laughs)
So tell me,
where's the lamp? (Aladdin giggles)
Where is the lamp?
(Aladdin laughs)
(hammer hits)
Where's the lamp?
(Aladdin laughs) (hammer hits)
(Aladdin screams) Where is it?
(Aladdin cackles)
You might think that you're Aladdin,
all powerful wish bearer.
But right now you're just Leo.
Flawed, flesh and blood.
And I want you to know that my schedule is wide open
and I have a whole list of ideas on how
to make you feel pain while you still can.
(suspenseful music)
(hand thuds) (Aladdin screams)
(melodic music) (leaves crunching)
Oh my God, this is hopeless.
Look at all these trees. (hands thud)
There's no way we're gonna find the lamp.
We don't even know where we're looking.
Well you heard Rachel.
We're supposed to find the lamp
and then wish for Leo to come back.
Right, Nora?
Nora, that's the plan, isn't it?
Hm.
You know, if we knew where the lamp was,
we could use the second wish to bring Leo back.
But the third? - Nora, uh-uh.
(voice whispers)
(Nora grunts)
(voice whispers)
(dramatic music)
(cicadas buzzing) (dramatic music continues)
Nora?
You took the lamp.
I saw you.
You took the lamp, didn't you?
I did not.
Yes, you did.
Tell me where the lamp is.
That third wish is mine.
Tell me where the fucking lamp is right now.
(suspenseful music)
(Aladdin screams)
Had enough?
Human body's funny that way.
It only can take so much.
(Aladdin laughs)
(Aladdin spits)
You ever notice how people say they want the truth?
Hm?
They beg for it, pray for it.
Just be honest with me, they'll say.
Like the truth is some kind of gift.
Like it's noble or sacred.
But it's the biggest lie we tell ourselves.
The idea we can handle it.
Well, I don't want any more truth from you.
I want you to suffer.
Suffer for what you took from me.
Took from you?
Is that some kind of a sick joke?
(Aladdin groans)
You humans are so obsessed with the truth.
Like a moth is obsessed with fire.
They chase it, circle it, get real close.
And as soon as it starts to burn,
they scream like they didn't know what it was.
They ask questions they don't want answers to.
I'm done asking questions.
Why did they leave me?
Was it real?
Did they love me?
No one actually wants the truth.
They want comfort that sounds like truth.
They want pretty little words dipped in logic.
Not the raw jagged facts that don't come with anesthesia.
They wanna hear they tried their best,
not that they sabotaged themselves.
That they changed, not that they never cared.
That life is fair.
Not that it just isn't.
And you cover your ears,
call it cruel, say it's too blunt, too harsh.
The truth never changed, you did.
You romanticized it, turned it into some holy thing,
then got pissed when it didn't come wrapped in sugar.
Fuck.
(Rachel breathes)
The truth never cared about what you wanted.
And most of the time,
it's the last fucking thing we want to hear.
And my dear Rachel,
the truth is the second wish is about to be made.
No, you're a liar.
Am I?
Tell me, how well do you know these new friends of yours?
Long time? Hm?
Best friends? Maybe?
(Aladdin laughs)
Nora.
Nora, please, you aren't thinking straight.
Why would I keep the lamp with me?
How do I know that, huh?
(voice rumbles)
How do I know that you and Rachel
aren't working together to use the last two wishes
and I'm just standing in the way?
Three's a crowd, right?
I don't have the lamp.
I've never had the lamp.
You are acting- What?
(knife rings) Crazy?
Where'd you get the knife?
I got it from the house.
Because I knew you couldn't be trusted.
I am crazy.
I am.
Isn't that why you brought us here, Mara?
Huh? Me, Leo, Rachel?
Because we're fucking crazy.
(dramatic music)
Nora, please, you have to believe me.
(knife plunges) (Mara grunts)
(blood squirts)
(Mara shudders)
(knife slices)
(dramatic music)
(Mara cries)
Nora, please.
No, no, no.
(knife plunges) (Mara grunts)
(blood squirts)
(knife plunges) (blood squirts)
(grass crunches) (dramatic music continues)
(Rachel quivers)
Not too long now.
I'm sensing some dissension in the ranks (scoffs).
What did you do?
Me? I didn't do anything.
I've been here with you.
You don't have to break them.
That's the secret.
Weak minds break themselves.
All you have to do is whisper the right fear,
dangle the right hope,
and then just watch them twist into whatever shape you need.
They crave direction.
No, permission.
To hate, to obey, to believe.
And once they think it was their idea all along,
that's when you own them.
Not their bodies,
their choices, their truth.
(hand slaps) (Aladdin screams)
[Rachel] What did you do? (Aladdin laughs)
Here's the fun part.
Nora wants to see her dead husband so badly,
she's frothing for it.
But you know what they say?
Be careful what you wish for.
(Rachel grunts)
(laser shoots) (suspenseful music)
Nora.
(shoes stomping)
(grass rustling)
(lamp rattles) (foot stomps)
(knife thuds)
(soft music)
Nora?
(lamp thuds)
Tim.
Timothy, it's really you.
It's you. - It's me.
How did you, how did you bring me back?
The lamp.
What lamp?
Honey, what lamp?
There, there was a lamp right here.
And I wished for you to come back and you came back.
Look at you.
Lost, uncertain.
You could have done something.
That's the part that haunts you.
Not that I died, but that you let me.
It wasn't about the timing or the date
or some grand twist of fate.
It was me.
I stood there on the shore.
I watched.
You begged and I didn't flinch.
I didn't move.
I told myself you deserved it.
That it was justice or balance or survival.
But that's not the truth.
The truth is I didn't care enough to allow you to save me.
And that is louder than any scream.
It's not true.
I did, I did try to save you, Tim.
I did.
Too late.
(laser shoots)
(drawer opens)
(drawer shuts)
(drawer opens)
(drawer shuts)
(melodic music)
(drawer opens) (dramatic music)
(drawer shuts)
(shoes crunch)
(melodic music)
(dramatic music)
Nora, I know that isn't you.
I know it's Aladdin.
But I believe that somewhere deep, deep down,
Nora, you can, can you hear me?
You used the second wish, didn't you?
It's just one wish left.
And you know what it has to be.
I can't save you and Leo
and put everything back to the way it was.
You left me no choice.
I'm sorry.
(knife slings) (speakers grunt)
(Rachel grunts)
(knife slings)
(Rachel grunts) (arms thud)
(Rachel breathes heavy)
(speakers grunt) (body thuds)
(Rachel grunts) (knife plunges)
(Rachel breathes heavy)
(Rachel grunts) (knife slices)
(blood gushes)
(body thuds)
(metal tings)
Let's finish this.
Aladdin?
(soft music)
Jake.
Hi, Rachel.
No.
No, it's not you.
It can be.
You just gotta wish for it and it will be.
No.
No, that's what Aladdin wants me to think.
Aladdin.
Sometimes the cruelest thing the universe can do
is give you exactly what you asked for.
I came here to end this.
The curse, the lamp, all of it.
You'd risk not being able to see me again for that?
You're gone.
You're not
you're not coming back.
No matter how many wishes I would have to try,
I understand that now.
Just give up that easy?
On me, on us?
And how are you gonna do it anyways?
You don't even have the lamp.
But if you agree to do this for me,
I can give it to you
and we could be together forever, again.
I can't. (tense music)
You ever have those moments
when the world glitches,
you're just walking right through, everything's right,
you're smiling, talking, breathing,
but nothing feels real.
It's like you're looking at yourself
from another place.
Like, you can't even wake up from a dream.
Or even worse, you're in a dream
and you don't know it till it's too late.
And that people are talking to you like you're there.
They laugh, they ask questions, you nod, you answer.
But you're not here.
At least, not really.
You're just playing the part
and the script's written by somebody
I don't even remember being.
And the worst part is when you start
to question all the good stuff.
The love, the hope, the joy.
Jake.
And in your mind, you think did I do all this?
Maybe it isn't real.
Because if the pain
feels this distant, then anything else is too.
And once that is in your head, nothing feels safe,
nothing feels true, you're just floating,
just waiting for something,
anything to bring you back.
But what if it doesn't?
God I missed you.
(lip smacks)
Then, wish it.
Wish for me to be here with you right now.
I, (Rachel cries)
Jake. - Yes, sweetheart?
I'm ready.
I'll do it.
Yeah?
Rachel,
wish for me to be free.
I wish,
I wish for this curse to end.
And if that means that I have to make a sacrifice
and I wish for a boat to be bound to the land forever.
What are you doing?
(lid clatters)
(Jake screams)
(laser beams) (Jake screams)
(dramatic music)
(laser beams)
(dramatic music continues)
(birds chirping)
(gravel crunching)
(soft music)
(grass rustles)
(lamp rattles)
Hey everyone, I just found this lamp
and maybe it grants wishes.
So if you have a wish, leave it in the comments
and let's see which one it grants.
(dramatic music)
(lamp rattles)
(dramatic music continues)
(laser shoots)
(dramatic theme music)
(upbeat music)