Show: The Dead Zone - 4x3
Ok.
light bulbs...
razor blades...
stamps...
Something I said?!
Oh, shit!
Hey wait!
You okay?
Hey!
I'm standing out in front of the building as we speak.
It's a bit creepy.
Can you tell where the shots come from?
I'm not be sure.
Don't become a target yourself John Wait a minute...
I see him.
Who?
The shooter?
No, the victim.
I gotta go...
John...
I've got to stop takin' these calls.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Can I help you?
Did a guy go by here wearing a hat?
I'm sorry Sir, do you have an appointment?
Look, you don't understand, something very bad is about to happen.
A man is going to be shot.
I'm going to ask you to step outside please.
You don't understand, there's going to be a shooting...
I will use this...
Excuse me.
Sir!
Sorry.
You?
You all right?
What the hell is your problem?
Your hat kind'a took a hit.
Everybody stay away from the windows.
The gunman might still be out there.
Gunman?
Would somebody please tell me what's going on?
You saw him, too?
Who are you?
Alright, both of you outside!
Now!
We'll see what the police have to say about this.
I'd love to stick around, but I have a previous engagement.
See you later.
Need to talk to you.
I know what you look like lady!
Big man, I suppose you'd consider writing this off as a failed security drill?
That's what I thought.
This is the same view from my vision.
The shooter was here.
Impossible.
Why that?
The floor was locked up.
You always keep empty offices secured?
We had an intruder this morning.
Let me guess...
female?
Long brown hair?
Twenty-five-ish?
Unbelievably hot?
That's the one.
That the girl from the insurance office?
Yeah.
Who are you?
Hey!
You can't be in here!
She was standing right here with the gunman.
When?
When he shot the man in the Insurance building.
But the shooter never fired that shot.
In my vision he did.
Something changed.
Thanks a lot for your time.
No problem.
It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Smith.
I'm sorry but absolutly no one is allowed up here unescorted.
I was looking for someone.
A man with a black gym bag?
I haven't seen him.
He was here.
The gunman.
He was watching the whole time...
he touched this door.
There's going to be another shooting.
A doctor.
When?
Where?
I don't know Where ever this guy is, I saw that he has a fuzzy bear on his stethoscope.
Fuzzy bear?
Com'on.
I know it's sounds crazy, but it's going to happen...
I saw it.
Listen, I'll get ball rolling, see if I can find a connection between the Insurance agent and the mystery doctor.
I give you a call in a little bit.
Alright.
Alright.
Hey!
I need to talk to you!
Hold on.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Wait!
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait!
I gotcha.
Forget where you parked?
Mr Smith?
Yeah, I'm Mister Smith.
You're table is ready, sir.
My table?
Your four-thirty reservation.
Ah, yes.
My four-thirty reservation.
Forty-two tall?
Excuse me?
Jacket size.
The lady said you'd prefer brown.
Really, she said that, did she?
I think i might use brown.
How I look?
Smarty.
Mr.
Smith...
so glad you could make it.
I see you're not wearing handcuffs.
I take it you were able to talked yourself out of trouble?
The local Sheriff is a friend.
You don't say?
Don't just stand there.
Pour me some of this fantastic wine.
Okay!
I hope you approve?
Penfolds Shiraz?
That's my...
...Favorite.
Spooky, isn't it?
Is everything alright?
Perfect.
I don't have a menu.
Not necessary.
I've already ordered for you.
New York strip.
Rare.
Blackened on the outside.
Baked Potato, sour cream no chives.
Candy glazed carrots...
What?
There's no...
...creamed spinach.
Okay, so, now you have my attention.
You're angry?
Because you can get something else.
Prime rib!
You love Prime rib...
end cut, right?
Would you stop it.
Or sea bass!
Broiled with lemon butter!
This is not gonna work.
Wait...
I'm sorry.
I try too hard sometimes.
It's my cross to bear.
I'll be good, I promise.
Just don't go.
Please.
Okay.
I've never planned want to talk to someone like you.
you're a...
Starts with P.
Ends in C.
It's on the tip of your tongue.
A Psychic.
That wasn't so hard, was it?!
That's how you knew my name?
Actually, I googled that.
It's amazing what you can find out about someone from a license plate number.
Why all the cat and mouse intrigue if you knew we'd eventually end up here?
I had to find out if you were the real deal.
Where are my manners?
My name is Alex.
Alex Sinclair.
Right.
Your thing is touch.
My 'thing'?
Your power, your talent.
How did you know that man was gonna shot?
Can't we just enjoy each other's company for a little while?
Thank you.
Do you mind?
Heu...
no, no.
Oh my God!
You have to try this.
It's to die for!
Hmm, oh!
Hmm?
It's...
good.
Thanks for picking up the check.
It's the least I could do, considering you made reservations.
What's wrong?
Bees, I just keep seeing them everywhere.
Where?
It's alright, it's gone.
You look like you're going to hyperventilate.
I have a thing about...
Bees.
In the parking garage.
I had a vision of a little girl...
she was attacked by a swarm of bees...
That was you.
I was seven.
I was stung over ninety percent of my body.
I went into anaphylactic shock.
Since then I'm hyper-allergic.
Ok, that's sounds serious.
Not if you carry this...
Oh epinephrine.
When I first went into shock, my heart stopped, I didn't see any angels or heavenly white light but it definitly changed my life.
Start seeing things differently, no?
Is this where you warn me this town isn't big enough for two psychics?
It does beg the question.
Why Maine?
Seemed like a nice place to visit.
It was on my list of things to do before I...
Die?
You're not what I expected.
Funny coming from someone who sees everything.
That was you I saw in that abandoned office, wasn't it?
Yeah, it was.
What was that?
Some kind of weird double vision thing?
As far as I can tell, we both saw the same moment in time from different perspectives you saw me in the future, while I saw you in the past.
Makes my head spin just thinking about it.
Look Alex, I'm working with the local Sheriff to try to find and stop this gunman.
And, euh...
I could really use your help.
You already know what I'm going to say.
Still, it's more polite to ask.
Look, he's going to be at my house in about a half hour.
Is this like a date?
I don't know, let's find out.
Waw, I'm impressed.
I half expected you to live above a storefront with a giant neon palm-print out front.
Sorry to disappoint you, but my crystal ball's in the shop being repaired.
You live here alone?
I do.
That wasn't the plan though, was it?
You know what, maybe it's better if we don't get too deep, too soon, okay?
Sorry, occupational hazard.
Who's J.
J.?
He's my son.
You're a very loving father.
Are you reading my mind again?
It doesn't take extraordinary abilities to see some things.
So what were you doing in that abandoned building?
The little boy brought me.
Little boy?
He was standing on the sidewalk this morning...
I was coming out of a store when I bumped into this man.
When I turned around, there was this boy standing there, saying something about how his Daddy needed help.
So I stayed with him until the man returned, but when I asked him about it, he looked at me like I was crazy, and when I turned around again, the little boy was gone.
So the man was the shooter?
I was following him when I saw you at the traffic light.
I tracked him until the building lobby.
That's when I saw you again in that strange vision.
So the boy was really a vision?
Is that how it works with you?
It's always a little bit different.
Usually it's connected to an emotion.
You know someone's angry, sad, in pain...
Doesn't happen all the time.
But when it does.
It's like my brain opens up.
Like I'm in a waking dream.
Do you think you'll see the boy again?
You tell me?
You sure about this?
No.
But do you have a better idea?
Ho, wait a minute.
When I was a kid, my big sister, Anne, used to say if you die in a dream, you'd die in real life.
Just in case.
Ready?
Yeah.
Nothing.
I've got an idea.
Why does that terrify me?
For the greater good?
For the greater good.
Alex!
Wait!
John?
John, you alright?
Alex?
Who?
Alex did you see her?
No.
She was just right here.
Now John, listen.
I think I know the shooters next target might be.
Let's go.
The assurance agence from this morning has a client from this hospital.
So?
So, maybe there's a connection between him and the doctor from your vision.
I wish Alex was here.
So she really is a psychic?
You seem disappointed?
It's hard enough having one know-it-all.
I don't know if I can take two of yours.
Where do think she went?
I don't know, Doctor Truman, Chief of Medicine.
I'm Sheriff Bannerman.
This is Johnny Smith.
What can I do for you, Sheriff?
We hope that you help us locating one of your physicians.
What's the problem?
We feel that the man might be in imminent danger.
The doctor we're looking for has a small stuffed animal on his stethoscope.
A bear.
Like this?
This is a children's hospital, all of our doctors decorate their stethoscopes.
What the hell...?
Excuse me...
Johnny?
It was Alex.
She must be here looking for the shooter.
You take the elevator, I'll take the stairs.
Go back to your rooms, go on now...
you'll wake up the others...
What is it?
What do you want from me?
Alex!
What's wrong?
Is it the boy?
Is he here?
who are these children?
They're patients.
I'm reacting to them...
their fear and their desperation...
they're reaching out to me...
You okay, Doc?
Who are you?
What's going on, here?
Johnny!
What's wrong?
It's him.
It's the boy from my vision.
His name is Charlie Munroe.
He was playing with some friends after school.
The ball went onto the street.
He chased it.
Probably never saw the car that hit him.
We were able to save his life, but his brain didn't survive.
He looks so...
peaceful.
Is he in a coma?
Not exactly.
The ventilator keeps his body alive, but there's no higher cognitive function.
There must be some chance for recovery?
No, unfortunatly.
The best we can do is not prolong his suffering.
Wouldn't a person have to be alive to suffer?
His mother signed the papers to have him removed from life support.
What about the father?
He refused.
You've never have a running with the father?
Several.
We have reason to believe he might be planning to kill you.
What?
How do you know that?
Charlie told us.
I'm gonna need his name and address, alright?
I can put you in contact with the mother, they're recently divorced.
Sure.
Maybe you can see something?
We're heading over to the mother's house.
That's not going to be fun.
Why did you take off?
It was me, wasn't it?
The vision of my death, I've seen it nearly every day since I was a little girl.
In the vision, there's always somebody trying to help me, somebody I could never quite see...
until today.
You think I'm going to be there when you die?
You always have been, I just didn't know it was you.
I've tried everything I could think of to keep myself from being under that particular blue sky.
And after all that running, here I am with you.
Maybe you should keep running.
Something tells me it isn't going to be that easy.
We know this is hard for you, Mrs.
Munroe.
But if there's anything you can remember, it will be helpfull...
We were a family once.
Happy, I think.
When was the last time you saw your husband?
Ex-husband.
It was a week ago at the insurance arbitration.
Arbitration?
Once Charlie was declared...
It's alright, take your time.
Once he was declared brain dead, the insurance company refused to continue paying for his care.
What about a law suit?
It was thrown out of court.
Our last hope was arbitration, but we lost.
That's when Frank snapped.
I've never seen him so angry...
so hopeless.
Do you know where he is?
All right, thanks for your time.
Would it be alright if I looked at Charlie's bedroom?
It might help.
Is the boy here?
Not anymore.
That's strange.
What?
What church do you attend?
St.
Eilas'.
Does your husband attend mass as well?
No, not since Charlie was hurt.
Frank said any God who'd let a child suffer like that didn't deserve to be worshiped.
Frank begged Father Andrew for a miracle.
He was consumed with rage when the miracle didn't happen.
You thinkin' what I'm thinkin' John?
We need to warn this priest.
What is it?
Charlie is here.
If Charlie's here, it means his father must be too.
Exactly, I'm gonna call for backup.
He wants me to follow him.
Wait a minute.
You can't go in there.
We don't know where Frank might be.
I'll be okay...
I've seen the end...
...and it's not like this.
Excuse me.
This place is getting crowded.
Yeah, I know, we have to get these people out of here, Why don't we tell them there's a gas leak or something?
I'm not all that comfortable lying through my teeth in a church.
Considering the alternative, I think the big guy will understand.
Yeah, i've got it...
Let's go.
Hum, Excuse me...
ladies and gentleman.
We got a gas leak in here so if you guys don't might steps out for a little bit just until we figure out what's actually going on.
Sorry.
Alex?
Sorry, thank you...
Thanks for your help.
Thanks, step outside, thanks.
My god...
Help!
Help me!
No!
I'm sorry to bother you.
We have a gas leak in the back of the church.
Everybody out, go back, right now.
Thank you.
Frank!
Wait!
Who are you?
That's not important.
What's important is what you're about to do.
You know nothing about me!
I know you're angry.
I know this can't be what Charlie would want.
You know my boy?
Not personally.
But I know he still loves you, I know he doesn't want to see you die.
That some kind of sick joke?
Hear me out.
The woman you locked in that room.
She came here because Charlie sent her to you.
My son is dead...
I don't believe that.
I don't think you do either.
His body, his flesh it may be it's dead, but his heart his heart is still alive, Frank.
Look, I know you're angry.
I understand, I have a son He's Charlie's age.
Let me tell you something.
If the world turned its back on him, I'd do whatever it took to keep him safe.
He's just a kid.
I know.
Insurance company turned him out.
Doctors want to pull the plug..
even God looked away.
But she didn't.
She saw him exactly like he was.
Who he is.
What are you talking about?
Frank, the woman behind that door.
She's a psychic, What?
I know, It's hard to believe but it's true.
She sees people in pain, in the darkest times of their lives.
She saw your son.
He led us right here...
right to you.
Why should I believe you?
Open that door.
You're going to find my friend on the floor.
Dying.
How?
She's having an allergic reaction Frank.
She just needs this medicine.
Yeah, okay.
Why should I listen to you?
Because, if she dies, you'll never know why Charlie sent her.
He was such a good kid.
It shouldn't have happen to him, it should have happened to me.
You thought I forgot...
Give it to her.
But you try anything, I'll kill you both.
Hey, It's gonna okay...
She okay?
I think so...
thank you, Frank.
Charlie...
What's she trying to say?
Charlie...
wanted to tell you...
don't be sad...
he's okay...
will see him again someday...
You think I'm some kind of fool?
He's sorry...
about your camera...
My camera?...
How could you...?
What camera, Frank?
I got it for my birthday.
Charlie took it without asking.
He had it around his neck when he was hit by the car.
I just want him back, I just want my little boy.
He knows how much you love him.
Give me the gun, Frank.
Let's end this before you an one gets hurt right?
Give me the gun, Come on, Frank.
I've never seen such a beautiful sky.
Yeah, it's one of kind alright.
I want to thank you for what you did for Frank.
He's not a bad man...
I know.
What about Charlie?
I've decided I'm not going to sign those papers.
Not after everything that's happened.
I just don't know how I'm going to get up every day and face this.
Mrs.
Munroe?
Thank you.
Sure you're going to be okay?
The sun is shining, the birds are singing...
And I got a parking ticket.
What more could a girl ask for?
I really wish you'd reconsider and stick around for a couple days.
I would...
but a funny thing happened on the way to my death.
Somebody gave me back the rest of my life.
I think you should go out there and live it.
Yea, I guess so.
Look, I'm not very comfortable at good-byes.
Usually, I just take off before things get too deep.
Oh!
Is that what this is...
too deep?
I can't.
Better not tempt fate.
Who needs the grief?
I agree, I agree.
Yeah.
You okay?
Seem to be.
You?
Ya, everything's in place.
You realize this would never work...
you and me.
Absolutely.
Imean, how could two people that can see everything about each other ever hope to have a relationship.
It's a...
fresh and new?
There would be no surprises.
No!
No anticipation.
Like a book you've already read.
Nobody could make that work.
Sure, it would be fun trying, though.
Oh, we will better get back to it...
We've lot of work to do.
Lot of work.
Can I ask you a question?
Something you don't already know?
What did you say to her?
I just told her that it was time for her to rest...
she did all that she could do and the rest was up to God.
You're not what I expected.
Back at ya.
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light bulbs...
razor blades...
stamps...
Something I said?!
Oh, shit!
Hey wait!
You okay?
Hey!
I'm standing out in front of the building as we speak.
It's a bit creepy.
Can you tell where the shots come from?
I'm not be sure.
Don't become a target yourself John Wait a minute...
I see him.
Who?
The shooter?
No, the victim.
I gotta go...
John...
I've got to stop takin' these calls.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Can I help you?
Did a guy go by here wearing a hat?
I'm sorry Sir, do you have an appointment?
Look, you don't understand, something very bad is about to happen.
A man is going to be shot.
I'm going to ask you to step outside please.
You don't understand, there's going to be a shooting...
I will use this...
Excuse me.
Sir!
Sorry.
You?
You all right?
What the hell is your problem?
Your hat kind'a took a hit.
Everybody stay away from the windows.
The gunman might still be out there.
Gunman?
Would somebody please tell me what's going on?
You saw him, too?
Who are you?
Alright, both of you outside!
Now!
We'll see what the police have to say about this.
I'd love to stick around, but I have a previous engagement.
See you later.
Need to talk to you.
I know what you look like lady!
Big man, I suppose you'd consider writing this off as a failed security drill?
That's what I thought.
This is the same view from my vision.
The shooter was here.
Impossible.
Why that?
The floor was locked up.
You always keep empty offices secured?
We had an intruder this morning.
Let me guess...
female?
Long brown hair?
Twenty-five-ish?
Unbelievably hot?
That's the one.
That the girl from the insurance office?
Yeah.
Who are you?
Hey!
You can't be in here!
She was standing right here with the gunman.
When?
When he shot the man in the Insurance building.
But the shooter never fired that shot.
In my vision he did.
Something changed.
Thanks a lot for your time.
No problem.
It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Smith.
I'm sorry but absolutly no one is allowed up here unescorted.
I was looking for someone.
A man with a black gym bag?
I haven't seen him.
He was here.
The gunman.
He was watching the whole time...
he touched this door.
There's going to be another shooting.
A doctor.
When?
Where?
I don't know Where ever this guy is, I saw that he has a fuzzy bear on his stethoscope.
Fuzzy bear?
Com'on.
I know it's sounds crazy, but it's going to happen...
I saw it.
Listen, I'll get ball rolling, see if I can find a connection between the Insurance agent and the mystery doctor.
I give you a call in a little bit.
Alright.
Alright.
Hey!
I need to talk to you!
Hold on.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Wait!
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait!
I gotcha.
Forget where you parked?
Mr Smith?
Yeah, I'm Mister Smith.
You're table is ready, sir.
My table?
Your four-thirty reservation.
Ah, yes.
My four-thirty reservation.
Forty-two tall?
Excuse me?
Jacket size.
The lady said you'd prefer brown.
Really, she said that, did she?
I think i might use brown.
How I look?
Smarty.
Mr.
Smith...
so glad you could make it.
I see you're not wearing handcuffs.
I take it you were able to talked yourself out of trouble?
The local Sheriff is a friend.
You don't say?
Don't just stand there.
Pour me some of this fantastic wine.
Okay!
I hope you approve?
Penfolds Shiraz?
That's my...
...Favorite.
Spooky, isn't it?
Is everything alright?
Perfect.
I don't have a menu.
Not necessary.
I've already ordered for you.
New York strip.
Rare.
Blackened on the outside.
Baked Potato, sour cream no chives.
Candy glazed carrots...
What?
There's no...
...creamed spinach.
Okay, so, now you have my attention.
You're angry?
Because you can get something else.
Prime rib!
You love Prime rib...
end cut, right?
Would you stop it.
Or sea bass!
Broiled with lemon butter!
This is not gonna work.
Wait...
I'm sorry.
I try too hard sometimes.
It's my cross to bear.
I'll be good, I promise.
Just don't go.
Please.
Okay.
I've never planned want to talk to someone like you.
you're a...
Starts with P.
Ends in C.
It's on the tip of your tongue.
A Psychic.
That wasn't so hard, was it?!
That's how you knew my name?
Actually, I googled that.
It's amazing what you can find out about someone from a license plate number.
Why all the cat and mouse intrigue if you knew we'd eventually end up here?
I had to find out if you were the real deal.
Where are my manners?
My name is Alex.
Alex Sinclair.
Right.
Your thing is touch.
My 'thing'?
Your power, your talent.
How did you know that man was gonna shot?
Can't we just enjoy each other's company for a little while?
Thank you.
Do you mind?
Heu...
no, no.
Oh my God!
You have to try this.
It's to die for!
Hmm, oh!
Hmm?
It's...
good.
Thanks for picking up the check.
It's the least I could do, considering you made reservations.
What's wrong?
Bees, I just keep seeing them everywhere.
Where?
It's alright, it's gone.
You look like you're going to hyperventilate.
I have a thing about...
Bees.
In the parking garage.
I had a vision of a little girl...
she was attacked by a swarm of bees...
That was you.
I was seven.
I was stung over ninety percent of my body.
I went into anaphylactic shock.
Since then I'm hyper-allergic.
Ok, that's sounds serious.
Not if you carry this...
Oh epinephrine.
When I first went into shock, my heart stopped, I didn't see any angels or heavenly white light but it definitly changed my life.
Start seeing things differently, no?
Is this where you warn me this town isn't big enough for two psychics?
It does beg the question.
Why Maine?
Seemed like a nice place to visit.
It was on my list of things to do before I...
Die?
You're not what I expected.
Funny coming from someone who sees everything.
That was you I saw in that abandoned office, wasn't it?
Yeah, it was.
What was that?
Some kind of weird double vision thing?
As far as I can tell, we both saw the same moment in time from different perspectives you saw me in the future, while I saw you in the past.
Makes my head spin just thinking about it.
Look Alex, I'm working with the local Sheriff to try to find and stop this gunman.
And, euh...
I could really use your help.
You already know what I'm going to say.
Still, it's more polite to ask.
Look, he's going to be at my house in about a half hour.
Is this like a date?
I don't know, let's find out.
Waw, I'm impressed.
I half expected you to live above a storefront with a giant neon palm-print out front.
Sorry to disappoint you, but my crystal ball's in the shop being repaired.
You live here alone?
I do.
That wasn't the plan though, was it?
You know what, maybe it's better if we don't get too deep, too soon, okay?
Sorry, occupational hazard.
Who's J.
J.?
He's my son.
You're a very loving father.
Are you reading my mind again?
It doesn't take extraordinary abilities to see some things.
So what were you doing in that abandoned building?
The little boy brought me.
Little boy?
He was standing on the sidewalk this morning...
I was coming out of a store when I bumped into this man.
When I turned around, there was this boy standing there, saying something about how his Daddy needed help.
So I stayed with him until the man returned, but when I asked him about it, he looked at me like I was crazy, and when I turned around again, the little boy was gone.
So the man was the shooter?
I was following him when I saw you at the traffic light.
I tracked him until the building lobby.
That's when I saw you again in that strange vision.
So the boy was really a vision?
Is that how it works with you?
It's always a little bit different.
Usually it's connected to an emotion.
You know someone's angry, sad, in pain...
Doesn't happen all the time.
But when it does.
It's like my brain opens up.
Like I'm in a waking dream.
Do you think you'll see the boy again?
You tell me?
You sure about this?
No.
But do you have a better idea?
Ho, wait a minute.
When I was a kid, my big sister, Anne, used to say if you die in a dream, you'd die in real life.
Just in case.
Ready?
Yeah.
Nothing.
I've got an idea.
Why does that terrify me?
For the greater good?
For the greater good.
Alex!
Wait!
John?
John, you alright?
Alex?
Who?
Alex did you see her?
No.
She was just right here.
Now John, listen.
I think I know the shooters next target might be.
Let's go.
The assurance agence from this morning has a client from this hospital.
So?
So, maybe there's a connection between him and the doctor from your vision.
I wish Alex was here.
So she really is a psychic?
You seem disappointed?
It's hard enough having one know-it-all.
I don't know if I can take two of yours.
Where do think she went?
I don't know, Doctor Truman, Chief of Medicine.
I'm Sheriff Bannerman.
This is Johnny Smith.
What can I do for you, Sheriff?
We hope that you help us locating one of your physicians.
What's the problem?
We feel that the man might be in imminent danger.
The doctor we're looking for has a small stuffed animal on his stethoscope.
A bear.
Like this?
This is a children's hospital, all of our doctors decorate their stethoscopes.
What the hell...?
Excuse me...
Johnny?
It was Alex.
She must be here looking for the shooter.
You take the elevator, I'll take the stairs.
Go back to your rooms, go on now...
you'll wake up the others...
What is it?
What do you want from me?
Alex!
What's wrong?
Is it the boy?
Is he here?
who are these children?
They're patients.
I'm reacting to them...
their fear and their desperation...
they're reaching out to me...
You okay, Doc?
Who are you?
What's going on, here?
Johnny!
What's wrong?
It's him.
It's the boy from my vision.
His name is Charlie Munroe.
He was playing with some friends after school.
The ball went onto the street.
He chased it.
Probably never saw the car that hit him.
We were able to save his life, but his brain didn't survive.
He looks so...
peaceful.
Is he in a coma?
Not exactly.
The ventilator keeps his body alive, but there's no higher cognitive function.
There must be some chance for recovery?
No, unfortunatly.
The best we can do is not prolong his suffering.
Wouldn't a person have to be alive to suffer?
His mother signed the papers to have him removed from life support.
What about the father?
He refused.
You've never have a running with the father?
Several.
We have reason to believe he might be planning to kill you.
What?
How do you know that?
Charlie told us.
I'm gonna need his name and address, alright?
I can put you in contact with the mother, they're recently divorced.
Sure.
Maybe you can see something?
We're heading over to the mother's house.
That's not going to be fun.
Why did you take off?
It was me, wasn't it?
The vision of my death, I've seen it nearly every day since I was a little girl.
In the vision, there's always somebody trying to help me, somebody I could never quite see...
until today.
You think I'm going to be there when you die?
You always have been, I just didn't know it was you.
I've tried everything I could think of to keep myself from being under that particular blue sky.
And after all that running, here I am with you.
Maybe you should keep running.
Something tells me it isn't going to be that easy.
We know this is hard for you, Mrs.
Munroe.
But if there's anything you can remember, it will be helpfull...
We were a family once.
Happy, I think.
When was the last time you saw your husband?
Ex-husband.
It was a week ago at the insurance arbitration.
Arbitration?
Once Charlie was declared...
It's alright, take your time.
Once he was declared brain dead, the insurance company refused to continue paying for his care.
What about a law suit?
It was thrown out of court.
Our last hope was arbitration, but we lost.
That's when Frank snapped.
I've never seen him so angry...
so hopeless.
Do you know where he is?
All right, thanks for your time.
Would it be alright if I looked at Charlie's bedroom?
It might help.
Is the boy here?
Not anymore.
That's strange.
What?
What church do you attend?
St.
Eilas'.
Does your husband attend mass as well?
No, not since Charlie was hurt.
Frank said any God who'd let a child suffer like that didn't deserve to be worshiped.
Frank begged Father Andrew for a miracle.
He was consumed with rage when the miracle didn't happen.
You thinkin' what I'm thinkin' John?
We need to warn this priest.
What is it?
Charlie is here.
If Charlie's here, it means his father must be too.
Exactly, I'm gonna call for backup.
He wants me to follow him.
Wait a minute.
You can't go in there.
We don't know where Frank might be.
I'll be okay...
I've seen the end...
...and it's not like this.
Excuse me.
This place is getting crowded.
Yeah, I know, we have to get these people out of here, Why don't we tell them there's a gas leak or something?
I'm not all that comfortable lying through my teeth in a church.
Considering the alternative, I think the big guy will understand.
Yeah, i've got it...
Let's go.
Hum, Excuse me...
ladies and gentleman.
We got a gas leak in here so if you guys don't might steps out for a little bit just until we figure out what's actually going on.
Sorry.
Alex?
Sorry, thank you...
Thanks for your help.
Thanks, step outside, thanks.
My god...
Help!
Help me!
No!
I'm sorry to bother you.
We have a gas leak in the back of the church.
Everybody out, go back, right now.
Thank you.
Frank!
Wait!
Who are you?
That's not important.
What's important is what you're about to do.
You know nothing about me!
I know you're angry.
I know this can't be what Charlie would want.
You know my boy?
Not personally.
But I know he still loves you, I know he doesn't want to see you die.
That some kind of sick joke?
Hear me out.
The woman you locked in that room.
She came here because Charlie sent her to you.
My son is dead...
I don't believe that.
I don't think you do either.
His body, his flesh it may be it's dead, but his heart his heart is still alive, Frank.
Look, I know you're angry.
I understand, I have a son He's Charlie's age.
Let me tell you something.
If the world turned its back on him, I'd do whatever it took to keep him safe.
He's just a kid.
I know.
Insurance company turned him out.
Doctors want to pull the plug..
even God looked away.
But she didn't.
She saw him exactly like he was.
Who he is.
What are you talking about?
Frank, the woman behind that door.
She's a psychic, What?
I know, It's hard to believe but it's true.
She sees people in pain, in the darkest times of their lives.
She saw your son.
He led us right here...
right to you.
Why should I believe you?
Open that door.
You're going to find my friend on the floor.
Dying.
How?
She's having an allergic reaction Frank.
She just needs this medicine.
Yeah, okay.
Why should I listen to you?
Because, if she dies, you'll never know why Charlie sent her.
He was such a good kid.
It shouldn't have happen to him, it should have happened to me.
You thought I forgot...
Give it to her.
But you try anything, I'll kill you both.
Hey, It's gonna okay...
She okay?
I think so...
thank you, Frank.
Charlie...
What's she trying to say?
Charlie...
wanted to tell you...
don't be sad...
he's okay...
will see him again someday...
You think I'm some kind of fool?
He's sorry...
about your camera...
My camera?...
How could you...?
What camera, Frank?
I got it for my birthday.
Charlie took it without asking.
He had it around his neck when he was hit by the car.
I just want him back, I just want my little boy.
He knows how much you love him.
Give me the gun, Frank.
Let's end this before you an one gets hurt right?
Give me the gun, Come on, Frank.
I've never seen such a beautiful sky.
Yeah, it's one of kind alright.
I want to thank you for what you did for Frank.
He's not a bad man...
I know.
What about Charlie?
I've decided I'm not going to sign those papers.
Not after everything that's happened.
I just don't know how I'm going to get up every day and face this.
Mrs.
Munroe?
Thank you.
Sure you're going to be okay?
The sun is shining, the birds are singing...
And I got a parking ticket.
What more could a girl ask for?
I really wish you'd reconsider and stick around for a couple days.
I would...
but a funny thing happened on the way to my death.
Somebody gave me back the rest of my life.
I think you should go out there and live it.
Yea, I guess so.
Look, I'm not very comfortable at good-byes.
Usually, I just take off before things get too deep.
Oh!
Is that what this is...
too deep?
I can't.
Better not tempt fate.
Who needs the grief?
I agree, I agree.
Yeah.
You okay?
Seem to be.
You?
Ya, everything's in place.
You realize this would never work...
you and me.
Absolutely.
Imean, how could two people that can see everything about each other ever hope to have a relationship.
It's a...
fresh and new?
There would be no surprises.
No!
No anticipation.
Like a book you've already read.
Nobody could make that work.
Sure, it would be fun trying, though.
Oh, we will better get back to it...
We've lot of work to do.
Lot of work.
Can I ask you a question?
Something you don't already know?
What did you say to her?
I just told her that it was time for her to rest...
she did all that she could do and the rest was up to God.
You're not what I expected.
Back at ya.
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