Programma Televisivo: The Dead Zone - 1x11
I had the perfect life until I was in a coma for six years.
Then I woke up and found my fianc�e married to another man.
My son doesn't know who I am.
Everything has changed...
including me.
One touch, and I can see things.
Things that happened.
Things that will happen.
You should see what I see.
(man singing in Spanish) (music stops) (soft music plays) I never ever thought I would live To see the day That I'd be running after a man this way Baby, you don't know the effect you have on me You got my mind all twisted and I can't breathe...
Max!
Surprise.
And from the look on your face, I'd say that's an understatement.
What are you doing here?
Well, I realized I had your keys, and since I was in town...
You should've called.
What, and miss a shot like this?
Look at that, five megapixels, amazing color.
Like, I'm tempted to throw away my film camera.
Hey, hey, hey, let it play.
It's one of your favorites, right?
Yeah.
L...
what are you doing here?
I have to go to work, okay?
I have an assignment I have to do.
Once around the coffee table for old times' sake, okay?
Stop it.
Once around the coffee table...
Four months in Afghanistan...
three months in the territories...
bad scenes, but amazing visuals.
Did you catch my Newsweek cover?
Yeah.
I put in a good with the New York bureau chief.
Well, I am happy where I am.
It's a big world out there and you look good in it.
Especially in that dress.
So what's up?
Hot date?
No.
It is work.
I have an assignment.
What are you covering, a governor's ball or hookers' convention?
All right.
What?
I'm kidding.
I'm just kidding.
Who're you calling, the guy you're not going out with?
The police.
Whoa, whoa.
You want me to leave, just ask me.
I'll leave.
Okay.
I want you to leave.
I want you to leave.
Okay.
Hey, l...
I want you to leave.
Now I'm confused.
God...
Now I'm confused.
Now I'm confused.
Yes means no, right?
No means yes, right?
Or I'm getting hazy on the protocols.
Max, stop it!
Now, I think what we need is a little honest communication, no mixed signals.
Please...
What, you want it right here, right now on the counter?
Is that what you want?
Right here, right now on the counter?
Is that it?
Excuse me, Mrs.
Bates.
Get out!
What?
I was just fooling around.
Now!
Don't.
Relax.
Take it easy, okay?
Here's your keys.
Hey, I'm sorry about everything.
I am.
I really am, okay?
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
(theme music plays) Fall in love, fall in love Fall in love Fall in love...
Feel no shame for what you are Feel no shame for what you are Feel no shame for what you are...
Fall in love, fall in love Fall in love.
More bitters.
Don't tell me it's not a date.
It's not a date.
Well, let's see...
you're cooking and inviting her to the crib...
sounds like a date to me.
It's not a date.
(doorbell ringing) (knocking) Coming!
Hey.
Come on in.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Oh, not at all.
Not at all.
You're very nice to do this for me.
Well, I owed you one, remember?
I think this could be a cover piece for the Sunday Magazine.
Ah, "My Dinner With Johnny."
You have to admit, a date with a psychic is a great story...
Not that this is a real date.
Oh, just a pretend date for your story.
Oh, for dinner.
The sommelier from my local liquor store says Merlot's a great choice with duck.
Okay, here we go.
Let's establish some ground rules for our "date."
It's not fair that you can see into my life when I can't see into yours, which means...
Mm-hmm?
When you have a vision, like right now, you have to let me in on it.
Fill you in?
Right.
So what'd you see?
Bunch of really old guys wearing berets turning bottles, just like this, a quarter turn, a quarter turn, a quarter turn...
It's hell on the wrists.
I think we should check on dinner.
I've got that.
So...
your job keeping you busy or...?
Oh yeah.
All news all the time, that's me.
Whatever you do, don't get her talking about her work.
You've got that look again.
No.
Bruce was just telling me...
yesterday, he was telling me, actually, not to ask about your job.
Because?
It's a turn-off, a one-way ticket to goodnightsville...
handshake instead of tongue.
He just wanted this date to feel as real as possible...
for the article.
Well, he's right.
The last thing I want to talk about is work.
But the truth is, I hear it all the time from guys I go out with.
She's a slut.
Walt says she's slept with half the guys in the county.
You know, can I help you?
This is my specialty in the kitchen, sad to say.
Oh, sure.
I mean, I suppose she's attractive, but really, you should hear the way Walt talks about her.
She's a carnivore.
Certain animals are meat eaters.
So are you getting hungry or...?
A little.
Okay, why don't we start with the soup while we're waiting for the duck to finish?
Okay.
Grab some bowls.
Mm.
Do I detect a hint of curry?
She's not worthy of you.
Trust me.
I know you.
Who cares what Sarah says?
I mean, say what you want about Dana, she is one fine-Iooking white girl.
I say go for it.
I'm going for it.
You're going for it?
I'm going for the wine right here.
Why don't we open the wine?
I think I should have one of those bottle openers...
I brought one...
just in case.
Well, if you're serving duck, I'd suggest a nice Merlot.
Otherwise, and depending on the sauce, a Cab or even a Syrah might be appropriate.
Still teaching me.
You still have a lot to learn, for example, you're entirely wrong for Johnny.
I told you it is not a date, it is just...
An interview, not an actual date.
Yes, of course.
I know him, Dana, and more importantly, I know you.
Oh...
You make a habit of picking the wrong men to keep you isolated.
And truth be told, you prefer isolation to intimacy, whereas Johnny needs to end his seclusion and make a genuine connection.
Let me guess.
You've added a psychology degree to your list of honorary accomplishments?
Tell me, Dana, do you still hear a key turning in the lock at night and wake in the dark stifling a scream?
Cheers.
Remember "It's a Wonderful Life"?
Sure.
Every time a bell rings, another angel gets his wings.
Well, we are going to have to institute a bell system for you, only it'll mean that a psychic's had a vision and he has to share.
Why don't we get out of the kitchen?
It's getting a little stuffy in here.
That's for you.
Drink.
You know what happens if you play a country song backwards?
Mm-mm.
You get back your farm, your pickup, and your girl, all in that order.
You're funny.
You know that?
Yeah, I'm about as funny as this music.
Oh, I take it you don't like country?
Nope, I hate it.
I hate it worse than disco, and disco nearly killed me.
Then for God's sake...
what are you doing here?
I have wounds and I'm...
I'm rubbing salt in them.
Oh, come on, cowboy!
What did you lose?
Your farm, your pickup?
Oh...
your girl.
Oh, poor baby.
You know what they say.
What?
There's only one way to forget about a woman.
What's that?
Find another.
Oh my God, you have found the cure for the honky-tonk blues.
Nurse!
Two more shots and a couple of beers for me and my...
very intelligent friend here.
I promised my editor a date with a psychic, and you're not playing by the rules.
What did you see in the kitchen?
I'm not sure you'll like it.
This is part and parcel of the Johnny Smith dating experience.
I knew it when I signed on.
I didn't know that you knew Reverend Purdy so...
well.
Oh.
You know, this is actually kind of liberating.
It's not as if I can be dishonest with someone who can literally see right through me.
Well, you don't have to tell me anything.
No, it's okay.
Gene Purdy and I had a relationship, and it's been over for a while.
I admit I have an attraction to a certain type of older man, and he obviously enjoys spending time with younger women.
I've made you uncomfortable, haven't I?
I'm sorry.
No.
No, no, not at all.
Now it's your turn.
It's my turn...?
You have the psychic advantage here.
You got to see one of mine.
Now I get to see one of yours, don't you think?
Now this is sounding a lot like, "Truth or Dare," not a date anymore.
A date with Johnny is not going to be like any other date.
So...
tell me about Sarah.
Don't you dare tell her anything about us.
Just leave my family out of your story.
You're out of chips and out of love, so my last tip...
don't talk about Sarah.
Keep your mind in the now, all right, bro'?
I'm competing for your attention again, aren't I?
Look...
my story is a profile on Johnny Smith.
Johnny Smith lost the woman he loved when he was in a coma for six years, and yet, he still finds a way to keep her a part of his life.
I can't leave that out, now, Johnny, can I?
Why don't we start with this?
1995...
The year of the accident.
You ever been in love, Dana?
No...
I don't think so.
Three?
Come on, give me a number.
Don't you get any kind of feeling at all when we're like this?
Yeah.
I have all sorts of nice feelings.
I'm starting to have one of those feelings right about now.
Johnny...
Sarah was my first...
Sarah: I want to know.
How many kids are we going to have?
The only woman I ever really loved.
How about our own family hockey team?
Don't put your money on that one, pal.
We had our lives mapped out.
It wasn't hard.
All we wanted was each other.
Think about it.
30 years from now, I'll be that old, funny biology teacher, you'll be headlining at the Grand Ole Opry.
Think about what a pair we'll make.
We still share each others' lives even though she has a husband and a family now, and I have...
memories and visions.
And if they sometimes seem more real to me than they actually are, it's because I wish they were.
So you think that will satisfy your readers?
Johnny, I...
Are you finished?
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
I'm going to check on the duck.
This Long Island's taking longer than I expected.
Fortunately, your guest has the patience of a saint.
So what's the next phase of this interview?
The next phase of this date.
Well, what would you do on a normal date?
There are no normal dates around here, which is why there aren't many dates.
I know what we can do to pass the time.
I don't dance.
I never danced.
And as you know, I have this cane, and also I happen to have a little thing about being touched.
It's kind of obvious by now.
I want you to dance with me.
Consider it part of the story.
Resistance is futile.
Put your left hand in mine.
Put your right hand on my waist.
And just feel the music.
See?
You're a natural.
It's important to keep eye contact with your date.
Well, like I said, I'm out of practice.
Anything else I should know?
If you want to hold me closer, I won't consider it a proposal.
What is it?
Hey, rules are rules.
Tell me what you saw.
Another man dancing with you.
Then he hit you.
Oh, well...
I see you've met Max.
Max?
A mistake I made once...
or twice.
Twice?
A guy like that?
Well, I can't really explain it.
Maybe because I don't really understand myself.
We lived together for about a year.
He was the nicest guy you could imagine.
He was talented and funny.
Where the hell have you been?
Where the hell have you been?
And, um...
he...
he liked to hit women.
He, um...
He was insanely jealous.
I'm sorry.
It's just...
don't lie to me.
Don't...
I can smell him on you.
I smell him on you.
After he hit me enough times, I got a restraining order.
Max was the worst, but you could say I've got a talent for picking the wrong men.
I was saying something.
What was I saying?
That you have a talent for picking the wrong men.
Yeah.
Until maybe...
just maybe...
tonight.
Wait a minute, you haven't said the words.
The words?
I can't do this without the words.
Off the record?
Oh, and here I thought you were getting all kinky with me.
Well, it's still early.
You don't want me to write about having sex with a psychic?
Enquiring minds want to know what it's like.
Well, I guess we're about to find out.
You mean, I'm the first since...
You haven't...?
Off the record.
I do have a very active fantasy life.
But in terms of flesh and blood...
you're the first in a long time.
I'm tempted to say it's like getting back on a bicycle, but that wouldn't put me in a very flattering light.
Just ask if you forget anything.
I think I can remember this.
Johnny...
let's make a hockey team.
Uh-oh.
What was that?
Housekeeper.
I just had a flash of the housekeeper making the bed tomorrow.
How distracting.
Yeah, I noticed.
Johnny.
Want to help me with these?
Sure.
Yeah.
Let me...
get that off real quick.
Oh yeah?
I wonder what your mom would say if she could see us now?
This is not half bad at all.
You ain't seen nothing yet.
Make room for Daddy.
Uh...
okay, that's it.
That's it.
What?
Is something wrong?
No, no.
Johnny, honey!
Johnny, honey, it's time to get up for school.
Mom.
Mom?
This isn't working for me anymore.
It's me.
I was too aggressive, wasn't I?
No, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.
Honey, I can't find my toothbrush.
What are you doing here?
You're right.
This was a mistake.
I should leave.
No, no, no, no.
Not you, not you.
Him.
Walt.
Sheriff Walt?
Yeah.
He's asking for his toothbrush.
He's never even been in my bedroom before.
Sexual arousal could certainly pump more endorphins into your dead zone, Johnny.
That's probably what caused those cascading visions.
All right, enough, enough, enough!
What's wrong?
I don't know.
I just seem to be lost in space and time.
Dr.
Tran, he was just trying to explain why.
I guess I'll figure it out at my next appointment with him.
And his conclusion?
You wanted the Johnny Smith dating experience.
Sometimes it means sharing a bed with everyone you've ever slept with, and everyone they've ever slept with.
It's kind of like six degrees of separation except...
minus five.
That many, huh?
Yeah.
I'm glad I have a king-size bed.
Hey...
I'm sorry.
Oh, it's okay.
You rule your visions, your visions don't rule you.
Mind over matter, my brother.
Bruce says it's simply mind over matter.
Oh, well, no disrespect to you, Bruce, but I say we leave the mind out of this.
The mind is what's getting you into trouble.
You're right.
We need to get you out of your head and into your body.
(heavy sigh) How do we do that?
Leave that up to me.
But they're all still...
they're all here.
Let them watch.
Okay.
Yeah, you like that, don't you, cowboy?
You are a bad girl and I'm going to...
I'm going to...
I'm going to do bad things to you.
Right here, right now?
Well, I'd invite you back to my farm, but...
The bank repossessed it.
At least you're not...
thinking of your girl anymore.
'Course, who knows what she's up to tonight?
What do you mean?
Oh, maybe we're not the only ones being bad.
Could be she's getting her revenge on you, too, you know.
(laughing) Know what I think?
Know what I think?
I think you're a cheap little whore who'd turn a trick for a couple shots of bourbon, that's what I think.
(gasping) What?
What?
What?
You...
you bastard.
Look at me.
Please...
I thought you liked it rough?
No.
Please...
no, no.
Rules are rules.
I thought you were sleeping.
I'm a light sleeper.
So what'd you see?
Was it about us, our future, perhaps?
I'm not sure.
I was blinded by the light.
Light?
Two lights, actually.
Well, don't let it bother you...
'cause I'm going to tell you the future.
We're going to be the best of friends from now on.
I had so much fun.
Thank you.
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
Johnny: Dana, l...
Your poor duck.
We should rescue it before it gets burned to a crisp.
Yeah, that's affirmative.
The suspect is a white male age 35 to 40.
Witness got a partial ID on the plates...
Maine, 322.
Car's a late-model silver sedan.
So we'll send a photographer by Monday, get some shots of you cooking and maybe some candid shots of you around the house?
I think your life is really going to open up after this story runs.
Why's that?
Because people fear what they don't understand, and once I show them the real you...
Oh, power of the press, huh?
I like to help when I can.
Like Cosell helped Ali?
That's not fair.
Johnny, it was wonderful, if that's what you're asking.
Please, please, please, please...
don't ruin it over empty promises about the future that you can't even see tonight.
Now, I think there's a reason why those lights are blocking your vision.
I think that I put them there.
You know, I like those lights.
Let me have my lights.
This was a mistake.
Gene Purdy is right.
You need someone to make a connection with, and I can't...
I'd be happy to make a connection with you...
right here and now...
in this room.
Oh, now, listen to you...
the man with a thousand faces in the bedroom.
Tell me you weren't holding Sarah's hand while you were making love to me?
Ohh...
I've really messed things up, haven't I?
I do that all the time.
I have overstayed my welcome.
Okay...
Can we just forget the last few minutes and just remember what came before?
It was a great evening and I hope we'll have another one.
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
Can I just ask you one more thing?
Tell me about the locked door.
What?
The bedroom...
when you were a child.
It was nothing.
I don't even know why you would care about that.
Rules are rules.
My dad used to lock me in my room whenever he had to leave the house to keep me out of trouble, you know, like any other kid.
Like any kid?
It was no big deal, believe me.
Oh, wait.
Is this where I'm supposed to admit that I was abused or something and that would explain everything?
Well, sorry to disappoint, but he didn't.
He didn't hit me.
Didn't even lay a hand on me.
He didn't even like me.
I think I used to remind him of my mother who was about to dump him.
Sure, I hated it.
What little kid wouldn't?
I have to be going.
I have an early interview.
(screams) Please!
Please let me out.
I officially declare my date with Johnny Smith over.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Just a general cover-all-bases, apply-to-all-affected-areas apology.
Friends when we meet again, hmm?
Don't tell me.
I'll let myself out.
(engine starts) Turn off the ignition.
Step out of the car.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Step out of the car nice and slow.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Call off the APB and advise state police we've arrested a suspect.
Everything's under control.
Thanks for the call.
The lights.
Officer: You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law...
His, not yours.
I needed a broken plate to see the whole picture.
You were throwing plates after I left?
I was dropping them, not throwing them.
Better.
You get to drive him in.
No problem.
He scares me, but you know, in a way you...
you scare me much more.
Come on.
I've got a pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream in the freezer.
Dessert's on me.
In you go, buddy.
Watch your head.
In you go.
(theme music plays) No!
Yes.
No!
Yes.
No.
You're grounded.
Then I woke up and found my fianc�e married to another man.
My son doesn't know who I am.
Everything has changed...
including me.
One touch, and I can see things.
Things that happened.
Things that will happen.
You should see what I see.
(man singing in Spanish) (music stops) (soft music plays) I never ever thought I would live To see the day That I'd be running after a man this way Baby, you don't know the effect you have on me You got my mind all twisted and I can't breathe...
Max!
Surprise.
And from the look on your face, I'd say that's an understatement.
What are you doing here?
Well, I realized I had your keys, and since I was in town...
You should've called.
What, and miss a shot like this?
Look at that, five megapixels, amazing color.
Like, I'm tempted to throw away my film camera.
Hey, hey, hey, let it play.
It's one of your favorites, right?
Yeah.
L...
what are you doing here?
I have to go to work, okay?
I have an assignment I have to do.
Once around the coffee table for old times' sake, okay?
Stop it.
Once around the coffee table...
Four months in Afghanistan...
three months in the territories...
bad scenes, but amazing visuals.
Did you catch my Newsweek cover?
Yeah.
I put in a good with the New York bureau chief.
Well, I am happy where I am.
It's a big world out there and you look good in it.
Especially in that dress.
So what's up?
Hot date?
No.
It is work.
I have an assignment.
What are you covering, a governor's ball or hookers' convention?
All right.
What?
I'm kidding.
I'm just kidding.
Who're you calling, the guy you're not going out with?
The police.
Whoa, whoa.
You want me to leave, just ask me.
I'll leave.
Okay.
I want you to leave.
I want you to leave.
Okay.
Hey, l...
I want you to leave.
Now I'm confused.
God...
Now I'm confused.
Now I'm confused.
Yes means no, right?
No means yes, right?
Or I'm getting hazy on the protocols.
Max, stop it!
Now, I think what we need is a little honest communication, no mixed signals.
Please...
What, you want it right here, right now on the counter?
Is that what you want?
Right here, right now on the counter?
Is that it?
Excuse me, Mrs.
Bates.
Get out!
What?
I was just fooling around.
Now!
Don't.
Relax.
Take it easy, okay?
Here's your keys.
Hey, I'm sorry about everything.
I am.
I really am, okay?
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
(theme music plays) Fall in love, fall in love Fall in love Fall in love...
Feel no shame for what you are Feel no shame for what you are Feel no shame for what you are...
Fall in love, fall in love Fall in love.
More bitters.
Don't tell me it's not a date.
It's not a date.
Well, let's see...
you're cooking and inviting her to the crib...
sounds like a date to me.
It's not a date.
(doorbell ringing) (knocking) Coming!
Hey.
Come on in.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Oh, not at all.
Not at all.
You're very nice to do this for me.
Well, I owed you one, remember?
I think this could be a cover piece for the Sunday Magazine.
Ah, "My Dinner With Johnny."
You have to admit, a date with a psychic is a great story...
Not that this is a real date.
Oh, just a pretend date for your story.
Oh, for dinner.
The sommelier from my local liquor store says Merlot's a great choice with duck.
Okay, here we go.
Let's establish some ground rules for our "date."
It's not fair that you can see into my life when I can't see into yours, which means...
Mm-hmm?
When you have a vision, like right now, you have to let me in on it.
Fill you in?
Right.
So what'd you see?
Bunch of really old guys wearing berets turning bottles, just like this, a quarter turn, a quarter turn, a quarter turn...
It's hell on the wrists.
I think we should check on dinner.
I've got that.
So...
your job keeping you busy or...?
Oh yeah.
All news all the time, that's me.
Whatever you do, don't get her talking about her work.
You've got that look again.
No.
Bruce was just telling me...
yesterday, he was telling me, actually, not to ask about your job.
Because?
It's a turn-off, a one-way ticket to goodnightsville...
handshake instead of tongue.
He just wanted this date to feel as real as possible...
for the article.
Well, he's right.
The last thing I want to talk about is work.
But the truth is, I hear it all the time from guys I go out with.
She's a slut.
Walt says she's slept with half the guys in the county.
You know, can I help you?
This is my specialty in the kitchen, sad to say.
Oh, sure.
I mean, I suppose she's attractive, but really, you should hear the way Walt talks about her.
She's a carnivore.
Certain animals are meat eaters.
So are you getting hungry or...?
A little.
Okay, why don't we start with the soup while we're waiting for the duck to finish?
Okay.
Grab some bowls.
Mm.
Do I detect a hint of curry?
She's not worthy of you.
Trust me.
I know you.
Who cares what Sarah says?
I mean, say what you want about Dana, she is one fine-Iooking white girl.
I say go for it.
I'm going for it.
You're going for it?
I'm going for the wine right here.
Why don't we open the wine?
I think I should have one of those bottle openers...
I brought one...
just in case.
Well, if you're serving duck, I'd suggest a nice Merlot.
Otherwise, and depending on the sauce, a Cab or even a Syrah might be appropriate.
Still teaching me.
You still have a lot to learn, for example, you're entirely wrong for Johnny.
I told you it is not a date, it is just...
An interview, not an actual date.
Yes, of course.
I know him, Dana, and more importantly, I know you.
Oh...
You make a habit of picking the wrong men to keep you isolated.
And truth be told, you prefer isolation to intimacy, whereas Johnny needs to end his seclusion and make a genuine connection.
Let me guess.
You've added a psychology degree to your list of honorary accomplishments?
Tell me, Dana, do you still hear a key turning in the lock at night and wake in the dark stifling a scream?
Cheers.
Remember "It's a Wonderful Life"?
Sure.
Every time a bell rings, another angel gets his wings.
Well, we are going to have to institute a bell system for you, only it'll mean that a psychic's had a vision and he has to share.
Why don't we get out of the kitchen?
It's getting a little stuffy in here.
That's for you.
Drink.
You know what happens if you play a country song backwards?
Mm-mm.
You get back your farm, your pickup, and your girl, all in that order.
You're funny.
You know that?
Yeah, I'm about as funny as this music.
Oh, I take it you don't like country?
Nope, I hate it.
I hate it worse than disco, and disco nearly killed me.
Then for God's sake...
what are you doing here?
I have wounds and I'm...
I'm rubbing salt in them.
Oh, come on, cowboy!
What did you lose?
Your farm, your pickup?
Oh...
your girl.
Oh, poor baby.
You know what they say.
What?
There's only one way to forget about a woman.
What's that?
Find another.
Oh my God, you have found the cure for the honky-tonk blues.
Nurse!
Two more shots and a couple of beers for me and my...
very intelligent friend here.
I promised my editor a date with a psychic, and you're not playing by the rules.
What did you see in the kitchen?
I'm not sure you'll like it.
This is part and parcel of the Johnny Smith dating experience.
I knew it when I signed on.
I didn't know that you knew Reverend Purdy so...
well.
Oh.
You know, this is actually kind of liberating.
It's not as if I can be dishonest with someone who can literally see right through me.
Well, you don't have to tell me anything.
No, it's okay.
Gene Purdy and I had a relationship, and it's been over for a while.
I admit I have an attraction to a certain type of older man, and he obviously enjoys spending time with younger women.
I've made you uncomfortable, haven't I?
I'm sorry.
No.
No, no, not at all.
Now it's your turn.
It's my turn...?
You have the psychic advantage here.
You got to see one of mine.
Now I get to see one of yours, don't you think?
Now this is sounding a lot like, "Truth or Dare," not a date anymore.
A date with Johnny is not going to be like any other date.
So...
tell me about Sarah.
Don't you dare tell her anything about us.
Just leave my family out of your story.
You're out of chips and out of love, so my last tip...
don't talk about Sarah.
Keep your mind in the now, all right, bro'?
I'm competing for your attention again, aren't I?
Look...
my story is a profile on Johnny Smith.
Johnny Smith lost the woman he loved when he was in a coma for six years, and yet, he still finds a way to keep her a part of his life.
I can't leave that out, now, Johnny, can I?
Why don't we start with this?
1995...
The year of the accident.
You ever been in love, Dana?
No...
I don't think so.
Three?
Come on, give me a number.
Don't you get any kind of feeling at all when we're like this?
Yeah.
I have all sorts of nice feelings.
I'm starting to have one of those feelings right about now.
Johnny...
Sarah was my first...
Sarah: I want to know.
How many kids are we going to have?
The only woman I ever really loved.
How about our own family hockey team?
Don't put your money on that one, pal.
We had our lives mapped out.
It wasn't hard.
All we wanted was each other.
Think about it.
30 years from now, I'll be that old, funny biology teacher, you'll be headlining at the Grand Ole Opry.
Think about what a pair we'll make.
We still share each others' lives even though she has a husband and a family now, and I have...
memories and visions.
And if they sometimes seem more real to me than they actually are, it's because I wish they were.
So you think that will satisfy your readers?
Johnny, I...
Are you finished?
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
I'm going to check on the duck.
This Long Island's taking longer than I expected.
Fortunately, your guest has the patience of a saint.
So what's the next phase of this interview?
The next phase of this date.
Well, what would you do on a normal date?
There are no normal dates around here, which is why there aren't many dates.
I know what we can do to pass the time.
I don't dance.
I never danced.
And as you know, I have this cane, and also I happen to have a little thing about being touched.
It's kind of obvious by now.
I want you to dance with me.
Consider it part of the story.
Resistance is futile.
Put your left hand in mine.
Put your right hand on my waist.
And just feel the music.
See?
You're a natural.
It's important to keep eye contact with your date.
Well, like I said, I'm out of practice.
Anything else I should know?
If you want to hold me closer, I won't consider it a proposal.
What is it?
Hey, rules are rules.
Tell me what you saw.
Another man dancing with you.
Then he hit you.
Oh, well...
I see you've met Max.
Max?
A mistake I made once...
or twice.
Twice?
A guy like that?
Well, I can't really explain it.
Maybe because I don't really understand myself.
We lived together for about a year.
He was the nicest guy you could imagine.
He was talented and funny.
Where the hell have you been?
Where the hell have you been?
And, um...
he...
he liked to hit women.
He, um...
He was insanely jealous.
I'm sorry.
It's just...
don't lie to me.
Don't...
I can smell him on you.
I smell him on you.
After he hit me enough times, I got a restraining order.
Max was the worst, but you could say I've got a talent for picking the wrong men.
I was saying something.
What was I saying?
That you have a talent for picking the wrong men.
Yeah.
Until maybe...
just maybe...
tonight.
Wait a minute, you haven't said the words.
The words?
I can't do this without the words.
Off the record?
Oh, and here I thought you were getting all kinky with me.
Well, it's still early.
You don't want me to write about having sex with a psychic?
Enquiring minds want to know what it's like.
Well, I guess we're about to find out.
You mean, I'm the first since...
You haven't...?
Off the record.
I do have a very active fantasy life.
But in terms of flesh and blood...
you're the first in a long time.
I'm tempted to say it's like getting back on a bicycle, but that wouldn't put me in a very flattering light.
Just ask if you forget anything.
I think I can remember this.
Johnny...
let's make a hockey team.
Uh-oh.
What was that?
Housekeeper.
I just had a flash of the housekeeper making the bed tomorrow.
How distracting.
Yeah, I noticed.
Johnny.
Want to help me with these?
Sure.
Yeah.
Let me...
get that off real quick.
Oh yeah?
I wonder what your mom would say if she could see us now?
This is not half bad at all.
You ain't seen nothing yet.
Make room for Daddy.
Uh...
okay, that's it.
That's it.
What?
Is something wrong?
No, no.
Johnny, honey!
Johnny, honey, it's time to get up for school.
Mom.
Mom?
This isn't working for me anymore.
It's me.
I was too aggressive, wasn't I?
No, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.
Honey, I can't find my toothbrush.
What are you doing here?
You're right.
This was a mistake.
I should leave.
No, no, no, no.
Not you, not you.
Him.
Walt.
Sheriff Walt?
Yeah.
He's asking for his toothbrush.
He's never even been in my bedroom before.
Sexual arousal could certainly pump more endorphins into your dead zone, Johnny.
That's probably what caused those cascading visions.
All right, enough, enough, enough!
What's wrong?
I don't know.
I just seem to be lost in space and time.
Dr.
Tran, he was just trying to explain why.
I guess I'll figure it out at my next appointment with him.
And his conclusion?
You wanted the Johnny Smith dating experience.
Sometimes it means sharing a bed with everyone you've ever slept with, and everyone they've ever slept with.
It's kind of like six degrees of separation except...
minus five.
That many, huh?
Yeah.
I'm glad I have a king-size bed.
Hey...
I'm sorry.
Oh, it's okay.
You rule your visions, your visions don't rule you.
Mind over matter, my brother.
Bruce says it's simply mind over matter.
Oh, well, no disrespect to you, Bruce, but I say we leave the mind out of this.
The mind is what's getting you into trouble.
You're right.
We need to get you out of your head and into your body.
(heavy sigh) How do we do that?
Leave that up to me.
But they're all still...
they're all here.
Let them watch.
Okay.
Yeah, you like that, don't you, cowboy?
You are a bad girl and I'm going to...
I'm going to...
I'm going to do bad things to you.
Right here, right now?
Well, I'd invite you back to my farm, but...
The bank repossessed it.
At least you're not...
thinking of your girl anymore.
'Course, who knows what she's up to tonight?
What do you mean?
Oh, maybe we're not the only ones being bad.
Could be she's getting her revenge on you, too, you know.
(laughing) Know what I think?
Know what I think?
I think you're a cheap little whore who'd turn a trick for a couple shots of bourbon, that's what I think.
(gasping) What?
What?
What?
You...
you bastard.
Look at me.
Please...
I thought you liked it rough?
No.
Please...
no, no.
Rules are rules.
I thought you were sleeping.
I'm a light sleeper.
So what'd you see?
Was it about us, our future, perhaps?
I'm not sure.
I was blinded by the light.
Light?
Two lights, actually.
Well, don't let it bother you...
'cause I'm going to tell you the future.
We're going to be the best of friends from now on.
I had so much fun.
Thank you.
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
Johnny: Dana, l...
Your poor duck.
We should rescue it before it gets burned to a crisp.
Yeah, that's affirmative.
The suspect is a white male age 35 to 40.
Witness got a partial ID on the plates...
Maine, 322.
Car's a late-model silver sedan.
So we'll send a photographer by Monday, get some shots of you cooking and maybe some candid shots of you around the house?
I think your life is really going to open up after this story runs.
Why's that?
Because people fear what they don't understand, and once I show them the real you...
Oh, power of the press, huh?
I like to help when I can.
Like Cosell helped Ali?
That's not fair.
Johnny, it was wonderful, if that's what you're asking.
Please, please, please, please...
don't ruin it over empty promises about the future that you can't even see tonight.
Now, I think there's a reason why those lights are blocking your vision.
I think that I put them there.
You know, I like those lights.
Let me have my lights.
This was a mistake.
Gene Purdy is right.
You need someone to make a connection with, and I can't...
I'd be happy to make a connection with you...
right here and now...
in this room.
Oh, now, listen to you...
the man with a thousand faces in the bedroom.
Tell me you weren't holding Sarah's hand while you were making love to me?
Ohh...
I've really messed things up, haven't I?
I do that all the time.
I have overstayed my welcome.
Okay...
Can we just forget the last few minutes and just remember what came before?
It was a great evening and I hope we'll have another one.
Girl: Let me out!
Please!
Can I just ask you one more thing?
Tell me about the locked door.
What?
The bedroom...
when you were a child.
It was nothing.
I don't even know why you would care about that.
Rules are rules.
My dad used to lock me in my room whenever he had to leave the house to keep me out of trouble, you know, like any other kid.
Like any kid?
It was no big deal, believe me.
Oh, wait.
Is this where I'm supposed to admit that I was abused or something and that would explain everything?
Well, sorry to disappoint, but he didn't.
He didn't hit me.
Didn't even lay a hand on me.
He didn't even like me.
I think I used to remind him of my mother who was about to dump him.
Sure, I hated it.
What little kid wouldn't?
I have to be going.
I have an early interview.
(screams) Please!
Please let me out.
I officially declare my date with Johnny Smith over.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Just a general cover-all-bases, apply-to-all-affected-areas apology.
Friends when we meet again, hmm?
Don't tell me.
I'll let myself out.
(engine starts) Turn off the ignition.
Step out of the car.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Step out of the car nice and slow.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Call off the APB and advise state police we've arrested a suspect.
Everything's under control.
Thanks for the call.
The lights.
Officer: You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law...
His, not yours.
I needed a broken plate to see the whole picture.
You were throwing plates after I left?
I was dropping them, not throwing them.
Better.
You get to drive him in.
No problem.
He scares me, but you know, in a way you...
you scare me much more.
Come on.
I've got a pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream in the freezer.
Dessert's on me.
In you go, buddy.
Watch your head.
In you go.
(theme music plays) No!
Yes.
No!
Yes.
No.
You're grounded.