Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Laura Weaver, 26. She's a grad student.

You're going to die. You're going to die.

Why are you doing this to me?

if you can't get disgustingly rich? [chuckles]

This is not real.

That's what gives it power. Trauma.

[doorbell rings]

Yeah. They-- They said that you had had a anxiety attack. [sighs]

This is a surprise.

Sometimes it looks like my grandfather

I'm gonna fucking die, and no one will listen to me.

I'm sure it's just a symptom of post-trauma.

[Rose] No! [chuckling]

I suppose I could've misinterpreted the situation and overreacted.

So, other than that, I'm really good.

and you were a monster.

every couple hours.

You have no idea what you're talking about.

of her mental state.

I don't understand you. It's just sitting there.

Yeah, it's fine. It's fine. Holly.

I assumed you knew this.

Wait. You're that therapist, right?

This is what Gabriel said he saw.

Make the cop leave.

Something is threatening me.

What was her name?

It's okay, baby.

I've been afraid of letting people get too close,

What? Some kind of morbid fanatic?

I think you're having another manic episode.

Sometimes it's a random stranger. Sometimes--

if you just take a week and clear your head.

I looked it up.

No. You said I wouldn't ask you any questions.

She was cursed, and then when she died, she-- she transferred it to me.

Have you considered the reason you feel stuck

[cell phone ringing]

Did you kill Mustache? N-- No!

Echoes of what happened with my patient.

I just need you to come to me first

Hey, c-can you look at me, please?

A patient died today.

Come on. Let's sit.

You do know what this guy did, right?

[person] Rose. [gasps]

[whispers] Jesus.

My bad. Did I scare you?

because I was afraid of...

Well, Dr. Cotter's building a psychological profile

Oh! Fantastic. Can I ask for advice?

[thudding, creaking]

[knocks] Hey, Rose.

Mom doesn't matter. Nothing ever matters.

Yeah, uh, the-- the back door of my house is open.

I'm not questioning your judgment.

I-- I haven't been a good mom.

I came to you, the person I'm supposed to trust most in the world,

but it's-- it's not a person.

No. No. It's okay.

Rose, you're talking about a fucking ghost.

Rose, are you actually leaving right now?

No, no, I'm fine. I was just venting.

Wait, you said, um, 20 cases, but only 19 suicides.

That I needed you.

I must have just, like, set it by accident or something.

But no one reports on that.

to ensure that I am not a danger.