[theme song plays]
♪ Demons come from every side ♪
♪ In the darkness is the light ♪
♪ Out of the shadows of my life ♪
♪ In the darkness is the light ♪
♪ Surrender will win the fight ♪
♪ This girl's walked on fire and ice ♪
♪ But I come out ♪
♪ On the other side of paradise ♪
♪ Paradise ♪
[Fi] If you ever get to Mali, you might get a chance
to see the Dogon Tribe performing this funeral dance.
The Dogon's are just one of many cultures
that believe our spirit continues on after we die.
The big question, of course, is:
where does our spirit go, and can it ever come back?
Are we riding on some big circle of death and reincarnation?
And if we are, is it possible we could ever come back
to the life we left, the body we left, instead of a new one?
It seems impossible, but sometimes, the impossible gets done
when one person is willing to do what it takes, no matter what the cost.
[people chattering]
I just can't get over John Kane being a director now.
I mean, he was an incredible guitar player, total maniac.
I guess a heart attack is nature's way of saying "slow down."
Yeah, well, it's cool Mom got him for her video.
It's like a Phillips-Kane Band reunion.
[vocalizing]
♪ Hear that song on the radio ♪
♪ The one stuck in your head ♪
♪ It's designed to seize your mind ♪
♪ You're going to sing it... ♪
Move around more. Don't worry about the framing.
This isn't a bloody Bergman film.
Cut!
[laughs]
-OK, everybody, take five. -Great.
-Me cubs! -Hey, papa bear!
Oh, how long's it been? Three years?
-Too long, huh. -Yeah.
So, I guess you're feeling better, huh, John?
Swapping ciggies for lollies aids the cause.
Wouldn't want the old engine to cut out again, would we?
No.
Hey, you guys, we have got to explore this place at lunchtime.
-It's totally creepy. -No one's has been in here for 50 years.
It's a pity, really.
It was designed by a brilliant architect, Everett Patterson.
He was a quirky chap.
That's his signature there, the nautilus.
He put it on all of his buildings.
Now, you don't know him here, but in England,
he was famous when I was a kid.
Built a dozen of these places back in the '30s, all for charity,
but they were all torn down within a decade or two, except for this one.
-How come? -Bad press, I suppose.
A few crackpots said they were haunted.
Wait. Is it really haunted, or are they just saying that?
Uh-oh, now you've done it.
See, Fi's very into the spooky.
Really?
-Look, um, why don't we get back to work? -[scoffs] Sure.
Why don't we start with your close-ups, Moll, hm?
The rest of the band can take lunch.
Yes! Come on, you guys. We gotta check this place out.
Get out of my chair!
[laughing]
Hey, don't forget to take a walkie-talkie with you.
Boy, Patterson sure liked sea shells.
See, I think it gives the place a nice, um, homey feeling.
[chuckles]
Whoa.
[Jack] Patterson might have been some great architect,
but it doesn't seem like he cared very much
about what it was like to live here.
No.
I can't believe you still have any of our old tour jackets.
[chuckles] I did have a tendency to lose them.
Well, no, actually. You had a tendency to give them to groupies.
[both chuckle]
So, are you worried about Fi?
Every mother worries about her daughter.
I suppose warning her about her father wouldn't, uh, make her more cautious?
Why should it?
Nothing I ever said to Rick made him more cautious.
-So, you haven't told her. -Just shoot the video, John.
Don't try and direct my life.
Right.
Playback!
Wow, these files have a lot of articles on Patterson.
Ah, the "quirky chap."
Quirky for his time, I guess.
Listen to this, "Patterson is rumored to be a student of eastern religions,
fascinated with reincarnation, and a devotee of seances."
[Carey] Mm... wouldn't mind a seance with her.
Carey, that woman would be, like, 99 by now.
-We could make it work. -Oh, Carey.
[Jack coughing]
Ahoy, fellow explorers. I found blueprints.
So, where's the buried treasure?
Check this out. Here's the west wing.
[Carey] Then this must be where we are.
-Do you guys recognize these numbers? -Should we?
[Jack] These aren't random numbers. I've seen these someplace before.
I just can't remember where.
You guys, this one's missing page eight.
[Carey] Wait. Yeah, this one, too. Hmm.
Oh, look, here's the cafeteria. You guys getting hungry?
Um... who wrote that?
One of the orphans, I guess.
Jack, that writing wouldn't have lasted 50 years.
Why not? It's not like anybody's been here to wipe it off.
Look. Come on, let's go get something to eat
before the roadies eat it all.
I'm starving.
Hey, Carey, those numbers we found on these blueprints?
-Uh-huh. -They're part of the Fibonacci sequence.
-Oh... -Each of these numbers is the sum
-of the two numbers preceding it. -Yeah, so?
So, those numbers actually occur in nature,
like those nautilus shells that are all over that building.
-[Carey] Hm? -[Jack] Look at this.
Fibonacci numbers create that spiral.
Wait, Patterson used those numbers for all the room dimensions?
Why would he do that?
Because he was nuts would be my guess.
Fiona's going to love this.
[computer beeping]
Portals?
He didn't build all those buildings for charity.
They were just places for him to hide his so-called portals to the spirit world.
A part of every building was blocked off from the tenants.
You can check on that.
Secret entrances. Only Patterson knew where they were.
He... he actually swore he'd return from the dead.
I told him he was insane.
He thinks he owns me, but he doesn't own me.
Does he own you?
"Upstairs?"
Patterson?
[Carey] Portals to the spirit world?
Uh-oh.
Come on.
Hello?
Mr. Patterson? Can you hear me?
[moaning in distance]
[gasps]
Fi? Fi?
-Jack. -Hold on.
[gasps]
[panting]
[creaking]
Do you guys have any idea where she went?
I think we should look upstairs.
Knowing Fiona, she's looking for what isn't on the blueprints.
This is where we found them.
OK, John, you guys go check the east wing just in case she went there.
Done. Come on, lads.
So, what, was she... was she looking for something?
Um...
[door opens]
[voice in distance] Help me.
Here.
Thank you for coming.
Mr. Patterson?
I have waited so long for someone to come.
-Are these people... -Spirits. Yes.
You did it. You really did it.
-You built a portal. -No!
Don't touch the membrane. The portal is very delicate.
This is my life's work.
Life begins in the core of the nautilus.
But when I said that life could begin again,
people, they called me insane. They said I was evil.
I just wanted to give them hope.
I just wanted to show them we could return.
Return? From the dead?
Please, tell me your name.
Fi. Fiona Phillips.
Fiona. Please, say you'll help me. Say you'll give me back my life.
How? How could I help you?
I was just one number off in my design,
one little digit in the Fibonacci sequence.
All these years have given me the time to realize my mistake.
All you have to do is to reset that lever.
This membrane will open, and I will return, body and soul.
This is it.
Fiona? Fi, can you hear me?
-[Jack] Come on, let's go in there. -No. You guys are staying here.
Mom, that thing is, like, 50 years old.
-It's probably not safe. -Exactly.
Now, get on the walkie and tell the others where we are.
Think of it, Fiona.
From time immemorial, we've all ended up as death's hostages.
Now, I will be the first to escape, and you,
you will be my liberator.
What about all the others?
[chuckles] Don't worry, we won't cause a stampede.
We can close the portal once I'm through.
But look at them. They're so sad.
-Don't they want to get through, too? -I can't save everyone.
This is my portal. I built it.
I'm the one who deserves to return.
You said you wanted to help people, but all you want to do is help yourself,
even if it means that these people's spirits
will have to stay here forever.
That's why they said your buildings were haunted.
Spirits must have gathered there, too, till those other portals were destroyed.
No, wait!
There must be someone you have lost.
Someone you would like back.
If you'll help me, I can bring that person along with me.
[chuckle] There is someone, isn't there?
Tell me. Tell me who it is.
I guarantee that person will be reborn before your eyes.
-You... you guarantee that. -Yes.
So... you've reached your decision, then.
Yes, Mr. Patterson...
I have.
[Mr. Patterson] No! No!
No!
Fiona!
Fi, what's happening?
I could have gotten him back, Mom. I could have gotten Daddy back.
Come on, let's get out of here. Come on...
[crashing]
Mom, Fiona, come on, come on, come on!
Get out of here...
Come on, everybody out!
Everybody out. Go, go, go!
If he was telling the truth, and I let him out,
those souls would never be at peace.
Mommy, did I do the right thing?
I don't know what to say, baby.
-None of this was real for me. -What do you mean, Mom?
You were there. You saw what I saw.
-I don't know what I saw. -Mom, don't do this.
Molly...
enough.
You've let this go on too long.
It's not helping or protecting her.
-John... -Tell her.
Tell me what?
Molly...
-What, Mom? -Fiona...
All these, uh, things you've been investigating and exploring,
all the paranormal stuff...
Your father, during the last few years that he was alive,
did the same thing.
He did?
And you didn't tell me.
Honey, it has to be a coincidence.
You were too young when he died. You couldn't possibly remember.
Mom, how could you not tell me? All this time...
Honey, you don't know what it was like. Your father became obsessed.
I've always felt so different from everybody. [crying]
How could you not tell me I was just like him, Mom?
I don't want you to be like him, Fiona. I want you to be safe.
No, Mom! No!
OK, so, the building's totally...
OK to shoot in. Um...
Are we going to go ahead and...
I'm...
I'm so sorry.
I love you.
[whimpering]
Hey, cub.
Fiona, look at me.
Your father was my closest friend in the whole world.
He was the bravest, noblest, best man I ever knew.
And you're just like him.
Just be careful, all right?
Now, will you be all right?
Don't be too hard on your mom.
She's...
We're all looking out for you, cub.