Past Life (2010) s01e01 Episode Script
Pilot
Defense! Defense! Run, run low! That's right, low! Heads up! That's right, get 'em up, defense, hands up! Get 'em up, get 'em up! Rebound, Noah, you got to box out! - Relax.
- He looks totally lost out there.
Well, at least he's playing.
Just give him a break.
Calm down.
Pick a roll, pick a roll, let's go! It went in! Come on, Powell, what was that? You've gotta roll, son.
Go get the ball.
Come on! Do you hear me? Swim! Swim! What the hell are you doing? I warned you! Hey, Powell, what's up? Are you ok? Noah, what's the matter? - I saw him again.
- Saw who? - The man.
Him.
- What man? What are you talking about? I saw the man who killed me! Mrs.
Powell? I'm Dr.
McGinn.
- We spoke on the phone.
- Hi.
It's nice to meet you.
This is my son, Noah.
- How are you doing today, Noah? - Fine.
Well the idea of reincarnation is that we've all been here before, and we've got memories of past lives.
And normally, those memories stay in our deep subconscious, and there's not a problem.
But sometimes, when our souls are in conflict, those memories come up to the surface.
It can be very traumatic.
We call that a regressiom.
That's when a person goes back and experiences events from his past life.
Do you think that's what's happening here? 'Cause we've been to five different doctors, and no one can give us any answers.
Let me guess You've tried psychoanalysis, replacement therapy, hypnosis.
Right? I bet they even had him on antidepressants at one point.
I hate those pills.
They don't even work.
Look, Noah, I know what you're going through.
This is worse than just some bad dream.
You actually feel what's going on, don't you? Your heart races, your palms sweat.
No matter how hard you try, you can't make it go away.
Must be terrifying.
Sounds like classic regression trauma to me.
And believe me, if we don't do something about it, it's going to get worse.
So you really believe all this crap, huh? I do.
Although I wouldn't exactly call it crap.
Hey, it's me.
You know what to do, so do it after the beep.
Hey, it's Kate.
We had a 10:00 and you weren't here, so I did the intake without you.
This is a big case, ok? Get your butt in here.
Where is he? Just calm down.
I know we're partners, Kate, but it's my name on the building.
This gentleman is not cut out for this line of work.
Boss is right.
Guy's a total cowboy.
He actually thought Carl Jung was a linebacker for the Jets.
Which is why I wanted him.
I've had lots of cases like this in the last five years, and what I need is a detective, not another doctor.
He spent twelve years in NYPD homicide, so we're lucky to have him.
You're late.
Yeah, sorry, I had a thing.
So what'd I miss? Some guy think he was Elvis? Another lady with a fear of sharp corners? That's funny.
And he's only been here for one week.
Lucky you, orientation period is officially over.
You can take a look.
A fourteen-year-old boy with emergent regression trauma.
It started out as flashes of a man yelling at him, and then last week, something happened at a basketball game to trigger a full-on regression.
He says he saw this man kill him.
So it's a murder case.
What happened? See for yourself.
We did the intake interview an hour ago.
While you were sleeping.
Where were you in the trailer? Looked like the kitchen.
The place was a dump, and he was yelling at me, and I think I saw a baseball bat.
Also, I was running.
There was snow and an ocean or lake or something.
And this dog just kept on barking at me.
I fell and he caught me, and it just went black.
That's it? We're supposed to figure out who killed this kid based on that? That's why you were hired, detective.
That boy's memories, his regressions, that is your crime scene.
It's time for you to earn your keep.
Yeah, well, you can't get DNA from a memory.
Not to mention fingerprints.
Maybe we can have him sit down with a sketch artist.
That'd be a start.
Well, he never got a clear picture of the guy.
All we know is he's white and he's angry.
Yeah, I'm thinking Republican.
You guys are serious? I never said this was going to be easy.
You didn't say it was going to be impossible, either.
I mean, come on, I'm going to need a lot more than just this to go on.
Yes, you will.
And that is why you have Kate.
So why the dog park? I'm looking for triggers.
I have an idea.
What's with the earphones? He never takes them off.
They're a defense mechanism.
People having regressions tend to block things out.
Maybe he just likes music.
Oh, good, good.
There's Andre.
Hey, Andre.
Start recording.
It's the red button.
Oh, thank you.
I'm not an idiot.
How are the kids today? They seem to be pretty good, I guess.
Can I pet your dogs? It's ok.
I want you to meet some friends.
This is Jack.
And that's Jill.
You guys just want to run and play today, don't you?! You're such a good boy! You're such a good boy! You just want to run and play, yes, you do! Yes, you are, you want to go? You're going to get them excited.
You're such a good boy, you're such a good boy! Aren't you? I want to help her.
I want to help her! - Relax.
- I wanted to help her.
Who? Help who? The door was locked.
Tell me where you are.
The door's locked! I can't Tell me where you are.
Noah, just tell me where you are! - Hey! - Noah! Where'd he go? I don't know.
He was right here.
- Keep recording.
- What are you doing? Noah! What's wrong with me? Ok.
Please don't tell Dad.
- Ok.
- Please.
Ok.
It's ok.
Shh.
What the hell is going on? We just got our first clue, that's what.
What are you talking about? Hello, he went into the ladies room.
He didn't have to do that.
Both were open.
Maybe he was confused, or he just Did you see the way he was sitting? Pulling on his hair like that? No guy does that, especially not a fourteen-year-old boy.
Wait a second, you're telling me he used to be a girl? No.
The regression's telling you.
The clues are there, you just have to know where to look.
I just came from the man's office.
His own father thinks he's faking it.
And you believe that? Oh, no, darling, it's half decaf, remember? I don't know.
Maybe the kid's just depressed.
He barely ever talks.
So what? Just load him up on meds and that's going to solve the problem? Worked for me so far, knock on wood.
Oh, and hey, can I have some room for a cream, and some hazelnut, just a quarter shot? Lady, you want to make this yourself? Why do you always have to be so bossy? Well, it's $5.
00 for a cup of coffee.
I should get it how I like it.
- Let me ask you something.
- Mm-hmm? - Do you believe in reincarnation? - Why? You said it doesn't matter.
- Just answer the question.
- When I first met you, you said, and I quote, "We don't care what you believe in, Mr.
Whatley," "we're just looking for a great detective.
" - End quote.
- I said "good," and that's not the point.
If you don't, why'd you take the job? I needed the money.
I don't believe you.
So what am I, your project? You're going to convert me? I'm just trying to figure you out.
Well, it's not that complicated.
I used to be a cop, so what I believe in are facts and evidence.
And right now, the only concrete thing I have is this kid's father telling me he's making it up.
Dr.
McGinn.
Noah didn't come home from school today.
I don't mean to panic, but the police said that they can't do anything until he's been missing for 24 hours.
I didn't know who else to call.
Don't worry, we're going to find him.
You have a cell? Goes straight to voicemail.
Here.
- Noah take all these? - Yes.
That's his hobby.
He's the photo editor of the high school yearbook.
He's got a real water thing going on here.
That's new.
And it's strange, because he hates the water.
He doesn't even know how to swim.
"What up, Noah?" Who's malone67? Malone, that's He lives next door.
Thackeray Park.
Where's that? Noah! Noah, you out here? Noah! There he is.
Oh, my God! Noah! Do you know how I worried I was?! Why didn't you answer your phone? Leave me alone.
What did you do? Is that a knife? Leave me alone.
Just just go.
Oh, you cut your hair.
You have to make it stop.
I don't want to be a girl anymore.
Sweetheart! You have to make it stop, Mom! I'm going crazy! I swear to God, I'm going crazy.
Noah, what is this? Is Maria your girlfriend? No.
Is she the one you wanted to help? - I don't know.
- Was Maria your name? I said I don't know, ok? It just keeps coming in my head, I can't control it! Don't you think I'd tell you if I knew? Noah, why did you come here? Is there a reason? Yeah, my life sucks.
Come on, come on.
We can't do this without you.
Have you seen something again? That light on the tower means something.
Did you see the way he kept looking at it? Yeah, and there's something up with those photos, too.
I mean, the river wasn't a trigger, but he sure has a thing for water.
Do you realize this is insane? No one drives in the city.
It's a Texas thing.
Trucks, guns and the death penalty.
Besides, I hate paying for cabs.
Oh, score! Wow, that's a friggin' miracle.
What was that? Oh, I'm just giving my angel back.
I always do that after a car ride, especially this one.
What? Do you not see the irony here, Mr.
Non-believer? Knockin' on wood, playing with little pretend angels.
So I'm superstitious, big deal.
I also don't fly on Friday the 13th or walk under ladders or bet on the Yankees in day games, it's bad luck.
So, you feel like grabbing a bite? Oh, uh, sorry.
I can't.
I actually have a date.
What's wrong? Oh, it's just weird.
This was my wife's favorite place when we lived in the village.
We used to come here on Sundays and hang out.
Stupid bells drove me nuts, but she loved 'em.
I haven't been here since she died.
You ok? Yeah, I'm fine.
That's pretty cool.
What are the chances we'd find a spot right outside the place that you and your wife It's just a coincidence, Kate.
Ok.
Whatever you say.
My apartment's down this way, so I'll see you tomorrow.
And we're going to beat this over medium high until it's thick and glossy and completely cooled down.
And that's going to take Katie, is that you? Mom? What's going on? Oh, Victor is being an ass, that's what.
I took a cab from the restaurant.
- Where's Phoenix? - In the bathroom.
Honey, you really shouldn't let him up on the couch, you know.
There is hair everywhere.
Ok.
Come on.
What happened this time? You guys in another fight? Actually, he wants to get married.
Oh, my God, really? That's fantastic.
Calm down, I said no.
But I thought you really liked him.
I do, so why ruin it? Far as I'm concerned, husbands are like Jesus just another white man telling me what to do.
Oh.
Honey, you didn't have to do that.
I swear, I can't figure you out.
It's like sometimes, you only date men just so you can find something that's wrong with them.
- I thought he was nice.
- So did I, until he blew it by proposing.
Oh.
Hmm.
What are you doing? I'm canceling a date.
You have a date? No, no, you should go.
No, no, it's all right.
I'd rather hang out here.
He's been getting clingy, anyway.
Oh.
Whoa.
You guys been here all night? Welcome to my hell.
Please make him let me go home.
You guys have got to see this.
I started with the light on the radio tower.
Now, I'm thinking maybe it's a lighthouse.
Noah remembers being by the water, right? But then I realized that lighthouses flash white, not red.
Actually, that was me.
So maybe it's a building.
Something tall with a red light on top, meaning FAA regs say it's close to a flight path.
I mean, it could be a thousand places in New York, but not in other cities.
Like D.
C.
, for example.
Come on, where's the thing? Come on.
Hey, you know what, beautiful mind, why don't you just take it easy? I mean, technically it's not on the water, but I went with it.
Pulled all the unsolved homicides and missing persons within a ten-mile radius and started narrowing it down.
Male victim, gone.
Body found, gone.
We can eliminate every case since Noah was born, so those are gone, too.
And that's when I found this.
Rachel and Rebecca Bell.
Ages eight and four, disappeared in December, 1994, one month before Noah was born.
Hang on a second, though.
Noah hasn't said anything about having a sister.
Not directly.
But remember how he kept saying, "I want to help her.
" I mean, what if he wasn't talking about the woman he saw? What if his sister was kidnapped with him, and that's who he's trying to help? They're too young, aren't they? It makes sense, if you think about it.
Noah has never said anything about putting up a fight when this guy grabs him.
I mean, if he was little, the guy could have easily overpowered him.
I gotta admit, it's a possibility.
Damn right it is.
But the thing that I can't figure out is Maria.
That's why we gotta go to D.
C.
right now and talk to this lawyer, Carmen Santos.
She represents the parents.
They're professors at G.
W.
Why don't we just go talk to them ourselves? I already tried.
They wouldn't talk.
We really need to move on this.
Very nice work, detective.
You, too, Rishi.
It's Dr.
Karna.
Thanks.
Feeling the love, really.
Mr.
Bell's still a suspect in the case, even after fourteen years? Not officially, but until the morons at D.
C.
Metro rule him out, he's not talking to anybody.
So, how can I help you? We think we may have some new information about the murders of Rachel and Rebecca.
Disappearance.
What kind of information? A witness.
Well, not really a witness, more like a person who might know something, we think.
Ok.
And who might this person be? He lives in Connecticut, but he used to be in D.
C.
Well, not physically, but he was We're past lives specialists, from the Talmadge Center in New York.
We think one of those girls has been reincarnated into our client.
Probably the older one.
You gotta be kidding me.
I thought you said you were a cop.
- I was.
- His name is Noah Powell, and I'm sorry to tell you this, but he remembers being murdered in his past life.
So we'd like to set up a meeting with your client, see if there's a connection.
If there is, it might help you solve your case.
Do you know how many conversations like this I've had over the years? Psychics, witches, clairvoyants.
There was even a lady in Ohio who said she was abducted by aliens and met the girls on a spaceship.
That was real helpful.
Well, this isn't a joke, Mrs.
Santos.
Call the FBI, Special Agent Parson, violent crimes.
He'll vouch for us.
What about the name Maria? Does that mean anything to you? No.
And even if it did, I wouldn't discuss it with you.
Listen, I don't appreciate being lied to.
I'm sure you mean well, but I have work to do.
It was nice meeting you.
You totally cut me off.
'Cause you weren't making any sense.
Listen, the best way to deal with a skeptic is just rip the band-aid off.
Tell them who we are, right up front.
Wrong.
It's all about establishing credibility.
- By lying? - Yes.
If that's what it takes.
Cops lie all the time.
Well, I'm not a cop.
And besides, she was never going to help us anyway, looking at me all judge-y like that.
That's not the reason she won't help us.
Oh, really? Then what is? Maybe she thinks her client is guilty.
Sorry I didn't make the funeral.
I was down in Miami on a case.
How you doing? I'm fine, don't worry about it.
Good, good.
Well, look, for what it's worth, everyone thinks NYPD screwed up big time firing you.
You were the best detective they had, the stupid bastards.
Yeah, well, you drink too much, don't show up for work, it's what happens.
I'm over it, I got a new gig.
- P.
I.
work.
- Oh, yeah? - Here in the district? - No.
But I do need a favor.
I, uh, I need to see the file on a missing persons case.
1994, Rachel and Rebecca Bell.
You know it? Bell.
Oh, yeah.
It's special victims stuff.
The case is still open.
It's kinda touchy.
Come on, Lou.
No one's gonna know.
It's important.
You owe me, right? Hey.
What are you doing? Are you ok? What happened? Did someone put you up to this? What were you thinking? You could have drowned, sweetheart.
I wanted to see if I could swim.
The teacher had to jump in and pull him out.
Amanda just lost it.
She told her husband she was bringing Noah here tomorrow with or without him.
Big deal.
The Bells are never going to meet with us, so what difference does it make? This is good news.
What's your problem? My problem is I just spent three hours chasing down old witnesses, and no one's ever heard of any Maria.
And I get why the professor's a suspect now.
He had a temper and he was mad at Rachel for bad grades, so the theory is that they got into an argument and he hurt her and Rebecca saw it.
Then he panicked and he killed them both to cover his tracks.
They even found a broken tennis racket at the crime scene with his prints all over it.
What if he didn't do it? Well, the evidence says he did.
Maybe, but you're so busy playing cop, you've forgotten why we're here.
It's all about the regressions, remember? Noah's having them for a reason.
That's what we're here to figure out.
Fine.
How about this? The father killed the girl, and now she's back to get revenge.
It's the oldest story in the book.
But what if it's the opposite? I mean, I was thinking about this today.
What if the whole reason this thing is happening is because she wants to help her father, not hurt him.
What if she knows he didn't do it, and she wants to clear his name? Maybe even help us find the real killer.
You know what, here's the deal.
I don't care if you believe a word I just said.
What I do care about is you not giving up.
Think about Noah, think about the girls.
You got a real chance to help these people.
This case needs you.
You need it back.
Well, where are you going? College.
Come on.
Let's go see Professor Bell.
Professor, please, we're just trying to help.
Do you honestly expect me to believe this fourteen-year-old boy used to be my daughter? Listen, I get it.
I'm not sure I even believe it myself, but I've seen some things these last few days that have been pretty amazing.
And there's something going on with this kid that I can't explain.
Sounds to me like he's making it up, playing out some childhood fantasy.
This isn't something you'd want to make up.
Trust me.
Just just meet with him.
See for yourself.
That's all we're asking.
You don't understand.
It's been fourteen years, and there's not a day that goes by that I am not in agony.
I see a student in my class, I think, is that what Rachel looks like? She'd be twenty-two now.
I know it's hard.
Worst is the guilt.
Uh, why couldn't I protect them? Why can't I find them? What kind of a father am I? And every time something new comes along, get hopeful, and, uh turns out to be nothing.
After a while, you just get numb.
A year ago Christmas, I lost my wife in an accident.
We were in Mexico and we were swimming.
There was this little cliff.
I jumped off, I wanted her to follow me.
I knew she didn't want to, but I egged her on, anyway.
And her being her, she didn't just jump, she dove.
She broke her neck on a rock under the water, and by the time I got her to the beach, she was already gone.
It was all my fault.
So I know about the guilt.
I know what it's like to wake up every day and just want to block out the pain.
But the truth is, if I could do anything to see my wife again, I'd do it.
And maybe that's why I'm here.
Maybe that's why I haven't walked away from this case or this crazy woman standing next to me.
I guess hope is all we have left.
So, you're in the ninth grade? Mm-hmm.
Sweetheart, why don't you sit down? I'm fine.
Westport's a fine school.
Yes.
We like it very much.
Ok, look.
I know you guys came a long way, and we appreciate that, but I think it's clear we're wasting our time here Noah? What? I want to see my room.
I'm sorry, what did he just say? That's it.
That's what I remember.
This is where I used to sleep.
And that's where he came in.
Why didn't you lock the window? My God! Who came in? Tell us what happened.
Noah, listen to me.
I know you're scared.
This is what we talked about.
You have to confront the memories if you want them to stop.
Let me help.
We didn't want to go.
Let the triggers come.
Is it the window? Was there something outside? He's got Rebecca! Now he's coming for me.
He's taking us through the window.
It's so cold.
It's so cold.
He's mad 'cause I knocked the thing - What thing? - The tennis racket.
It was holding up the window, but it's broken now.
We're going down.
Where is he taking you? Rebecca's crying.
We don't want to go.
We don't want to go.
Rachel? Is that you? Oh! I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
There's something wrong.
There's something wrong.
It's gone now.
- What? - It's gone.
There's something wrong, it's gone.
There was something on the dresser, wasn't there? What was it? This I don't believe any of this.
That's it.
That's it.
That's me and my sister.
Why did he take her? Why did he take my sister? You guys have a boat? No, that's from sailing camp.
Rachel went two weeks the summer before it happened.
- Where? Here in D.
C.
? - Yes.
A marina down the Potomac.
She loved being on the water.
What? Noah doesn't know how to swim, but in his regressions, he's drawn to the water.
On the video, the first one, he said he was near a river by the ocean.
We looked into that a long time ago.
All the counselors were college students.
They were back in school by December.
Solid alibis.
- Any of them named Maria? - I don't remember, why? He asked me about her last night.
It's somebody that Noah remembers.
Maybe one of the counselors was Maria.
Even if she didn't take him, there's gotta be some kind of connection.
Can you take us to the sailing school? Yes, it's down by the armory.
- You sure this is it? - I'm sure.
The office was right there.
Can you remember the name of the owner? - No.
I apologize.
- Maybe we can ask around.
Damn it! Noah, hey.
What's the matter? You ok? What's happening? What are you seeing? I was on a boat.
He threw me over.
I can't help you if you don't tell me what you're seeing.
He left me there.
He left me in the middle of the ocean.
He left me there.
He left me there in the middle of the ocean.
What about Maria? Was she there? I don't I don't know.
What if it was a boat? What? Look, look.
Are you seeing this? What if "Maria" was the name of the boat, that's what he saw, and that's why he remembers? Maybe.
So who's this guy again? He's an old friend.
He used to run the behavioral science unit at Quantico and I've been working with him forever.
So don't embarrass me, ok? The good doctor.
You're looking well.
That's Price Whatley.
Special Agent in charge Eli Parson.
Welcome aboard, detective.
Kate's told me a lot about you.
Yeah, well, none of it's true.
You find anything? Fourty-two-foot chesapeake deadrise named "The Maria," registered to a David Connor.
Caucasian male, age fifty-three.
He's got two priors for burglary and assault.
Damn, that's a direct hit.
You got a location? Port Leslie, Virginia.
It's a twenty-minute ride.
David Connor.
Yeah? Special Agent Parson, FBI.
Can you step off the boat, please, sir? What's going on? Vessel inspection.
Come on.
Off you go.
You the owner of this boat? Yeah.
Ok.
Stand by.
That's that's not him.
Trip logs, catch reports, employee cards.
Everything you have starting December '94 and going back.
Don't have 'em.
I didn't own the boat back then.
When'd you buy it? January of '95.
I used to run tourist charters out of Potomac Marina.
The one in D.
C.
, by the armory? Yeah, that's the one.
There was this guy and he was asking around, said he had a good deadrise and some peeler pots.
- He was in a hurry to sell.
- What was his name? Don't remember.
I'm sure I have it in a file somewhere at home.
What did he look like? You know, typical crabber.
White guy.
Sort of scruffy.
Smelled like crap.
He had a little girl with him.
How old? Three, maybe four.
I don't know.
Cute kid.
Are you going to tell me what this is about? In the car.
We need to go to your house and take a look at that file.
Come on.
When are they arresting him? They're not.
He bought the boat from someone else - in January of '95.
- Who was that? Well, that's what they're going to find out.
But there is something that The seller had a little girl with him, four years old.
It might have been Rebecca.
Oh, my God.
She's alive? We don't know, but, yes, it's possible.
- Hello? - His name is Dermott Tate.
He ran the marina out Potomac Marina for part of '93 and all of '94.
So he was there when Rachel was in sailing camp.
Exactly.
He probably saw her with Rebecca and scoped them out.
Has a nasty divorce in September '94, loses custody of his kid and the wife hasn't seen him since.
DMV has a last known address of North Carolina.
I guess he never thought to change his name.
That's him, isn't it? Well, there's only one way to find out.
You got everyone with you? Yeah, they're all here.
A car's on the way and they're going to fly us all down, - so get ready, ok? - All right.
I'll see you in a bit.
- Oh, Kate.
- Yeah? Everything that's happened today, I don't know, it's like you spend your whole life playing this game and suddenly someone changes the rules.
I know.
I really want to find this girl.
Me, too.
Move.
FBI, get up, get up! Let me see your hands, let me see your hands! On the floor! On the floor, now! Let's go! Don't move! Hands where I can see them.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! It's ok.
Nobody's going to hurt you.
I promise, ok? We found her, guys.
And she's alive.
- Where is she? - Over here.
She's ok, but she's still in shock.
Where are they taking him? He's my father! He didn't do anything! Rebecca.
My name's Sarah.
Who are you? It's us, sweetheart.
It's Mom and Dad.
What? He told me you were dead.
No.
We're right here, angel.
He told me you were dead and that I was adopted! I never thought that I would ever see Oh, my baby, oh, my sweet baby.
Let me look at you! Wait.
It's ok.
What's he doing? Saying good-bye.
Rachel got out, and when she tried to call for help, The guy just snapped.
He said he realized she was too old and he could never pass her off as family like Rebecca, so she had to go.
I don't get it.
How could somebody do such an awful thing? I quit trying to make sense of people like that a long time ago.
You'll make yourself crazy.
Yeah, but making sense of people is what I do.
And this is just beyond.
I don't know, I guess sometimes evil is just evil.
I'll say this I never would have believed what just happened if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
The greater the doubt, the greater the awakening.
Wow, that's pretty profound for being up all night.
It's Einstein.
I saw it on a bumper sticker once.
- Hey.
- What? The other night, all that stuff you were saying about hoping to reconnect with your wife I knew you didn't take this job for the money.
Must be hard, being so damn right all the time.
Hmm, it is a burden.
But I live with it.
Just so you know, I still think you're crazy.
- He looks totally lost out there.
Well, at least he's playing.
Just give him a break.
Calm down.
Pick a roll, pick a roll, let's go! It went in! Come on, Powell, what was that? You've gotta roll, son.
Go get the ball.
Come on! Do you hear me? Swim! Swim! What the hell are you doing? I warned you! Hey, Powell, what's up? Are you ok? Noah, what's the matter? - I saw him again.
- Saw who? - The man.
Him.
- What man? What are you talking about? I saw the man who killed me! Mrs.
Powell? I'm Dr.
McGinn.
- We spoke on the phone.
- Hi.
It's nice to meet you.
This is my son, Noah.
- How are you doing today, Noah? - Fine.
Well the idea of reincarnation is that we've all been here before, and we've got memories of past lives.
And normally, those memories stay in our deep subconscious, and there's not a problem.
But sometimes, when our souls are in conflict, those memories come up to the surface.
It can be very traumatic.
We call that a regressiom.
That's when a person goes back and experiences events from his past life.
Do you think that's what's happening here? 'Cause we've been to five different doctors, and no one can give us any answers.
Let me guess You've tried psychoanalysis, replacement therapy, hypnosis.
Right? I bet they even had him on antidepressants at one point.
I hate those pills.
They don't even work.
Look, Noah, I know what you're going through.
This is worse than just some bad dream.
You actually feel what's going on, don't you? Your heart races, your palms sweat.
No matter how hard you try, you can't make it go away.
Must be terrifying.
Sounds like classic regression trauma to me.
And believe me, if we don't do something about it, it's going to get worse.
So you really believe all this crap, huh? I do.
Although I wouldn't exactly call it crap.
Hey, it's me.
You know what to do, so do it after the beep.
Hey, it's Kate.
We had a 10:00 and you weren't here, so I did the intake without you.
This is a big case, ok? Get your butt in here.
Where is he? Just calm down.
I know we're partners, Kate, but it's my name on the building.
This gentleman is not cut out for this line of work.
Boss is right.
Guy's a total cowboy.
He actually thought Carl Jung was a linebacker for the Jets.
Which is why I wanted him.
I've had lots of cases like this in the last five years, and what I need is a detective, not another doctor.
He spent twelve years in NYPD homicide, so we're lucky to have him.
You're late.
Yeah, sorry, I had a thing.
So what'd I miss? Some guy think he was Elvis? Another lady with a fear of sharp corners? That's funny.
And he's only been here for one week.
Lucky you, orientation period is officially over.
You can take a look.
A fourteen-year-old boy with emergent regression trauma.
It started out as flashes of a man yelling at him, and then last week, something happened at a basketball game to trigger a full-on regression.
He says he saw this man kill him.
So it's a murder case.
What happened? See for yourself.
We did the intake interview an hour ago.
While you were sleeping.
Where were you in the trailer? Looked like the kitchen.
The place was a dump, and he was yelling at me, and I think I saw a baseball bat.
Also, I was running.
There was snow and an ocean or lake or something.
And this dog just kept on barking at me.
I fell and he caught me, and it just went black.
That's it? We're supposed to figure out who killed this kid based on that? That's why you were hired, detective.
That boy's memories, his regressions, that is your crime scene.
It's time for you to earn your keep.
Yeah, well, you can't get DNA from a memory.
Not to mention fingerprints.
Maybe we can have him sit down with a sketch artist.
That'd be a start.
Well, he never got a clear picture of the guy.
All we know is he's white and he's angry.
Yeah, I'm thinking Republican.
You guys are serious? I never said this was going to be easy.
You didn't say it was going to be impossible, either.
I mean, come on, I'm going to need a lot more than just this to go on.
Yes, you will.
And that is why you have Kate.
So why the dog park? I'm looking for triggers.
I have an idea.
What's with the earphones? He never takes them off.
They're a defense mechanism.
People having regressions tend to block things out.
Maybe he just likes music.
Oh, good, good.
There's Andre.
Hey, Andre.
Start recording.
It's the red button.
Oh, thank you.
I'm not an idiot.
How are the kids today? They seem to be pretty good, I guess.
Can I pet your dogs? It's ok.
I want you to meet some friends.
This is Jack.
And that's Jill.
You guys just want to run and play today, don't you?! You're such a good boy! You're such a good boy! You just want to run and play, yes, you do! Yes, you are, you want to go? You're going to get them excited.
You're such a good boy, you're such a good boy! Aren't you? I want to help her.
I want to help her! - Relax.
- I wanted to help her.
Who? Help who? The door was locked.
Tell me where you are.
The door's locked! I can't Tell me where you are.
Noah, just tell me where you are! - Hey! - Noah! Where'd he go? I don't know.
He was right here.
- Keep recording.
- What are you doing? Noah! What's wrong with me? Ok.
Please don't tell Dad.
- Ok.
- Please.
Ok.
It's ok.
Shh.
What the hell is going on? We just got our first clue, that's what.
What are you talking about? Hello, he went into the ladies room.
He didn't have to do that.
Both were open.
Maybe he was confused, or he just Did you see the way he was sitting? Pulling on his hair like that? No guy does that, especially not a fourteen-year-old boy.
Wait a second, you're telling me he used to be a girl? No.
The regression's telling you.
The clues are there, you just have to know where to look.
I just came from the man's office.
His own father thinks he's faking it.
And you believe that? Oh, no, darling, it's half decaf, remember? I don't know.
Maybe the kid's just depressed.
He barely ever talks.
So what? Just load him up on meds and that's going to solve the problem? Worked for me so far, knock on wood.
Oh, and hey, can I have some room for a cream, and some hazelnut, just a quarter shot? Lady, you want to make this yourself? Why do you always have to be so bossy? Well, it's $5.
00 for a cup of coffee.
I should get it how I like it.
- Let me ask you something.
- Mm-hmm? - Do you believe in reincarnation? - Why? You said it doesn't matter.
- Just answer the question.
- When I first met you, you said, and I quote, "We don't care what you believe in, Mr.
Whatley," "we're just looking for a great detective.
" - End quote.
- I said "good," and that's not the point.
If you don't, why'd you take the job? I needed the money.
I don't believe you.
So what am I, your project? You're going to convert me? I'm just trying to figure you out.
Well, it's not that complicated.
I used to be a cop, so what I believe in are facts and evidence.
And right now, the only concrete thing I have is this kid's father telling me he's making it up.
Dr.
McGinn.
Noah didn't come home from school today.
I don't mean to panic, but the police said that they can't do anything until he's been missing for 24 hours.
I didn't know who else to call.
Don't worry, we're going to find him.
You have a cell? Goes straight to voicemail.
Here.
- Noah take all these? - Yes.
That's his hobby.
He's the photo editor of the high school yearbook.
He's got a real water thing going on here.
That's new.
And it's strange, because he hates the water.
He doesn't even know how to swim.
"What up, Noah?" Who's malone67? Malone, that's He lives next door.
Thackeray Park.
Where's that? Noah! Noah, you out here? Noah! There he is.
Oh, my God! Noah! Do you know how I worried I was?! Why didn't you answer your phone? Leave me alone.
What did you do? Is that a knife? Leave me alone.
Just just go.
Oh, you cut your hair.
You have to make it stop.
I don't want to be a girl anymore.
Sweetheart! You have to make it stop, Mom! I'm going crazy! I swear to God, I'm going crazy.
Noah, what is this? Is Maria your girlfriend? No.
Is she the one you wanted to help? - I don't know.
- Was Maria your name? I said I don't know, ok? It just keeps coming in my head, I can't control it! Don't you think I'd tell you if I knew? Noah, why did you come here? Is there a reason? Yeah, my life sucks.
Come on, come on.
We can't do this without you.
Have you seen something again? That light on the tower means something.
Did you see the way he kept looking at it? Yeah, and there's something up with those photos, too.
I mean, the river wasn't a trigger, but he sure has a thing for water.
Do you realize this is insane? No one drives in the city.
It's a Texas thing.
Trucks, guns and the death penalty.
Besides, I hate paying for cabs.
Oh, score! Wow, that's a friggin' miracle.
What was that? Oh, I'm just giving my angel back.
I always do that after a car ride, especially this one.
What? Do you not see the irony here, Mr.
Non-believer? Knockin' on wood, playing with little pretend angels.
So I'm superstitious, big deal.
I also don't fly on Friday the 13th or walk under ladders or bet on the Yankees in day games, it's bad luck.
So, you feel like grabbing a bite? Oh, uh, sorry.
I can't.
I actually have a date.
What's wrong? Oh, it's just weird.
This was my wife's favorite place when we lived in the village.
We used to come here on Sundays and hang out.
Stupid bells drove me nuts, but she loved 'em.
I haven't been here since she died.
You ok? Yeah, I'm fine.
That's pretty cool.
What are the chances we'd find a spot right outside the place that you and your wife It's just a coincidence, Kate.
Ok.
Whatever you say.
My apartment's down this way, so I'll see you tomorrow.
And we're going to beat this over medium high until it's thick and glossy and completely cooled down.
And that's going to take Katie, is that you? Mom? What's going on? Oh, Victor is being an ass, that's what.
I took a cab from the restaurant.
- Where's Phoenix? - In the bathroom.
Honey, you really shouldn't let him up on the couch, you know.
There is hair everywhere.
Ok.
Come on.
What happened this time? You guys in another fight? Actually, he wants to get married.
Oh, my God, really? That's fantastic.
Calm down, I said no.
But I thought you really liked him.
I do, so why ruin it? Far as I'm concerned, husbands are like Jesus just another white man telling me what to do.
Oh.
Honey, you didn't have to do that.
I swear, I can't figure you out.
It's like sometimes, you only date men just so you can find something that's wrong with them.
- I thought he was nice.
- So did I, until he blew it by proposing.
Oh.
Hmm.
What are you doing? I'm canceling a date.
You have a date? No, no, you should go.
No, no, it's all right.
I'd rather hang out here.
He's been getting clingy, anyway.
Oh.
Whoa.
You guys been here all night? Welcome to my hell.
Please make him let me go home.
You guys have got to see this.
I started with the light on the radio tower.
Now, I'm thinking maybe it's a lighthouse.
Noah remembers being by the water, right? But then I realized that lighthouses flash white, not red.
Actually, that was me.
So maybe it's a building.
Something tall with a red light on top, meaning FAA regs say it's close to a flight path.
I mean, it could be a thousand places in New York, but not in other cities.
Like D.
C.
, for example.
Come on, where's the thing? Come on.
Hey, you know what, beautiful mind, why don't you just take it easy? I mean, technically it's not on the water, but I went with it.
Pulled all the unsolved homicides and missing persons within a ten-mile radius and started narrowing it down.
Male victim, gone.
Body found, gone.
We can eliminate every case since Noah was born, so those are gone, too.
And that's when I found this.
Rachel and Rebecca Bell.
Ages eight and four, disappeared in December, 1994, one month before Noah was born.
Hang on a second, though.
Noah hasn't said anything about having a sister.
Not directly.
But remember how he kept saying, "I want to help her.
" I mean, what if he wasn't talking about the woman he saw? What if his sister was kidnapped with him, and that's who he's trying to help? They're too young, aren't they? It makes sense, if you think about it.
Noah has never said anything about putting up a fight when this guy grabs him.
I mean, if he was little, the guy could have easily overpowered him.
I gotta admit, it's a possibility.
Damn right it is.
But the thing that I can't figure out is Maria.
That's why we gotta go to D.
C.
right now and talk to this lawyer, Carmen Santos.
She represents the parents.
They're professors at G.
W.
Why don't we just go talk to them ourselves? I already tried.
They wouldn't talk.
We really need to move on this.
Very nice work, detective.
You, too, Rishi.
It's Dr.
Karna.
Thanks.
Feeling the love, really.
Mr.
Bell's still a suspect in the case, even after fourteen years? Not officially, but until the morons at D.
C.
Metro rule him out, he's not talking to anybody.
So, how can I help you? We think we may have some new information about the murders of Rachel and Rebecca.
Disappearance.
What kind of information? A witness.
Well, not really a witness, more like a person who might know something, we think.
Ok.
And who might this person be? He lives in Connecticut, but he used to be in D.
C.
Well, not physically, but he was We're past lives specialists, from the Talmadge Center in New York.
We think one of those girls has been reincarnated into our client.
Probably the older one.
You gotta be kidding me.
I thought you said you were a cop.
- I was.
- His name is Noah Powell, and I'm sorry to tell you this, but he remembers being murdered in his past life.
So we'd like to set up a meeting with your client, see if there's a connection.
If there is, it might help you solve your case.
Do you know how many conversations like this I've had over the years? Psychics, witches, clairvoyants.
There was even a lady in Ohio who said she was abducted by aliens and met the girls on a spaceship.
That was real helpful.
Well, this isn't a joke, Mrs.
Santos.
Call the FBI, Special Agent Parson, violent crimes.
He'll vouch for us.
What about the name Maria? Does that mean anything to you? No.
And even if it did, I wouldn't discuss it with you.
Listen, I don't appreciate being lied to.
I'm sure you mean well, but I have work to do.
It was nice meeting you.
You totally cut me off.
'Cause you weren't making any sense.
Listen, the best way to deal with a skeptic is just rip the band-aid off.
Tell them who we are, right up front.
Wrong.
It's all about establishing credibility.
- By lying? - Yes.
If that's what it takes.
Cops lie all the time.
Well, I'm not a cop.
And besides, she was never going to help us anyway, looking at me all judge-y like that.
That's not the reason she won't help us.
Oh, really? Then what is? Maybe she thinks her client is guilty.
Sorry I didn't make the funeral.
I was down in Miami on a case.
How you doing? I'm fine, don't worry about it.
Good, good.
Well, look, for what it's worth, everyone thinks NYPD screwed up big time firing you.
You were the best detective they had, the stupid bastards.
Yeah, well, you drink too much, don't show up for work, it's what happens.
I'm over it, I got a new gig.
- P.
I.
work.
- Oh, yeah? - Here in the district? - No.
But I do need a favor.
I, uh, I need to see the file on a missing persons case.
1994, Rachel and Rebecca Bell.
You know it? Bell.
Oh, yeah.
It's special victims stuff.
The case is still open.
It's kinda touchy.
Come on, Lou.
No one's gonna know.
It's important.
You owe me, right? Hey.
What are you doing? Are you ok? What happened? Did someone put you up to this? What were you thinking? You could have drowned, sweetheart.
I wanted to see if I could swim.
The teacher had to jump in and pull him out.
Amanda just lost it.
She told her husband she was bringing Noah here tomorrow with or without him.
Big deal.
The Bells are never going to meet with us, so what difference does it make? This is good news.
What's your problem? My problem is I just spent three hours chasing down old witnesses, and no one's ever heard of any Maria.
And I get why the professor's a suspect now.
He had a temper and he was mad at Rachel for bad grades, so the theory is that they got into an argument and he hurt her and Rebecca saw it.
Then he panicked and he killed them both to cover his tracks.
They even found a broken tennis racket at the crime scene with his prints all over it.
What if he didn't do it? Well, the evidence says he did.
Maybe, but you're so busy playing cop, you've forgotten why we're here.
It's all about the regressions, remember? Noah's having them for a reason.
That's what we're here to figure out.
Fine.
How about this? The father killed the girl, and now she's back to get revenge.
It's the oldest story in the book.
But what if it's the opposite? I mean, I was thinking about this today.
What if the whole reason this thing is happening is because she wants to help her father, not hurt him.
What if she knows he didn't do it, and she wants to clear his name? Maybe even help us find the real killer.
You know what, here's the deal.
I don't care if you believe a word I just said.
What I do care about is you not giving up.
Think about Noah, think about the girls.
You got a real chance to help these people.
This case needs you.
You need it back.
Well, where are you going? College.
Come on.
Let's go see Professor Bell.
Professor, please, we're just trying to help.
Do you honestly expect me to believe this fourteen-year-old boy used to be my daughter? Listen, I get it.
I'm not sure I even believe it myself, but I've seen some things these last few days that have been pretty amazing.
And there's something going on with this kid that I can't explain.
Sounds to me like he's making it up, playing out some childhood fantasy.
This isn't something you'd want to make up.
Trust me.
Just just meet with him.
See for yourself.
That's all we're asking.
You don't understand.
It's been fourteen years, and there's not a day that goes by that I am not in agony.
I see a student in my class, I think, is that what Rachel looks like? She'd be twenty-two now.
I know it's hard.
Worst is the guilt.
Uh, why couldn't I protect them? Why can't I find them? What kind of a father am I? And every time something new comes along, get hopeful, and, uh turns out to be nothing.
After a while, you just get numb.
A year ago Christmas, I lost my wife in an accident.
We were in Mexico and we were swimming.
There was this little cliff.
I jumped off, I wanted her to follow me.
I knew she didn't want to, but I egged her on, anyway.
And her being her, she didn't just jump, she dove.
She broke her neck on a rock under the water, and by the time I got her to the beach, she was already gone.
It was all my fault.
So I know about the guilt.
I know what it's like to wake up every day and just want to block out the pain.
But the truth is, if I could do anything to see my wife again, I'd do it.
And maybe that's why I'm here.
Maybe that's why I haven't walked away from this case or this crazy woman standing next to me.
I guess hope is all we have left.
So, you're in the ninth grade? Mm-hmm.
Sweetheart, why don't you sit down? I'm fine.
Westport's a fine school.
Yes.
We like it very much.
Ok, look.
I know you guys came a long way, and we appreciate that, but I think it's clear we're wasting our time here Noah? What? I want to see my room.
I'm sorry, what did he just say? That's it.
That's what I remember.
This is where I used to sleep.
And that's where he came in.
Why didn't you lock the window? My God! Who came in? Tell us what happened.
Noah, listen to me.
I know you're scared.
This is what we talked about.
You have to confront the memories if you want them to stop.
Let me help.
We didn't want to go.
Let the triggers come.
Is it the window? Was there something outside? He's got Rebecca! Now he's coming for me.
He's taking us through the window.
It's so cold.
It's so cold.
He's mad 'cause I knocked the thing - What thing? - The tennis racket.
It was holding up the window, but it's broken now.
We're going down.
Where is he taking you? Rebecca's crying.
We don't want to go.
We don't want to go.
Rachel? Is that you? Oh! I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
There's something wrong.
There's something wrong.
It's gone now.
- What? - It's gone.
There's something wrong, it's gone.
There was something on the dresser, wasn't there? What was it? This I don't believe any of this.
That's it.
That's it.
That's me and my sister.
Why did he take her? Why did he take my sister? You guys have a boat? No, that's from sailing camp.
Rachel went two weeks the summer before it happened.
- Where? Here in D.
C.
? - Yes.
A marina down the Potomac.
She loved being on the water.
What? Noah doesn't know how to swim, but in his regressions, he's drawn to the water.
On the video, the first one, he said he was near a river by the ocean.
We looked into that a long time ago.
All the counselors were college students.
They were back in school by December.
Solid alibis.
- Any of them named Maria? - I don't remember, why? He asked me about her last night.
It's somebody that Noah remembers.
Maybe one of the counselors was Maria.
Even if she didn't take him, there's gotta be some kind of connection.
Can you take us to the sailing school? Yes, it's down by the armory.
- You sure this is it? - I'm sure.
The office was right there.
Can you remember the name of the owner? - No.
I apologize.
- Maybe we can ask around.
Damn it! Noah, hey.
What's the matter? You ok? What's happening? What are you seeing? I was on a boat.
He threw me over.
I can't help you if you don't tell me what you're seeing.
He left me there.
He left me in the middle of the ocean.
He left me there.
He left me there in the middle of the ocean.
What about Maria? Was she there? I don't I don't know.
What if it was a boat? What? Look, look.
Are you seeing this? What if "Maria" was the name of the boat, that's what he saw, and that's why he remembers? Maybe.
So who's this guy again? He's an old friend.
He used to run the behavioral science unit at Quantico and I've been working with him forever.
So don't embarrass me, ok? The good doctor.
You're looking well.
That's Price Whatley.
Special Agent in charge Eli Parson.
Welcome aboard, detective.
Kate's told me a lot about you.
Yeah, well, none of it's true.
You find anything? Fourty-two-foot chesapeake deadrise named "The Maria," registered to a David Connor.
Caucasian male, age fifty-three.
He's got two priors for burglary and assault.
Damn, that's a direct hit.
You got a location? Port Leslie, Virginia.
It's a twenty-minute ride.
David Connor.
Yeah? Special Agent Parson, FBI.
Can you step off the boat, please, sir? What's going on? Vessel inspection.
Come on.
Off you go.
You the owner of this boat? Yeah.
Ok.
Stand by.
That's that's not him.
Trip logs, catch reports, employee cards.
Everything you have starting December '94 and going back.
Don't have 'em.
I didn't own the boat back then.
When'd you buy it? January of '95.
I used to run tourist charters out of Potomac Marina.
The one in D.
C.
, by the armory? Yeah, that's the one.
There was this guy and he was asking around, said he had a good deadrise and some peeler pots.
- He was in a hurry to sell.
- What was his name? Don't remember.
I'm sure I have it in a file somewhere at home.
What did he look like? You know, typical crabber.
White guy.
Sort of scruffy.
Smelled like crap.
He had a little girl with him.
How old? Three, maybe four.
I don't know.
Cute kid.
Are you going to tell me what this is about? In the car.
We need to go to your house and take a look at that file.
Come on.
When are they arresting him? They're not.
He bought the boat from someone else - in January of '95.
- Who was that? Well, that's what they're going to find out.
But there is something that The seller had a little girl with him, four years old.
It might have been Rebecca.
Oh, my God.
She's alive? We don't know, but, yes, it's possible.
- Hello? - His name is Dermott Tate.
He ran the marina out Potomac Marina for part of '93 and all of '94.
So he was there when Rachel was in sailing camp.
Exactly.
He probably saw her with Rebecca and scoped them out.
Has a nasty divorce in September '94, loses custody of his kid and the wife hasn't seen him since.
DMV has a last known address of North Carolina.
I guess he never thought to change his name.
That's him, isn't it? Well, there's only one way to find out.
You got everyone with you? Yeah, they're all here.
A car's on the way and they're going to fly us all down, - so get ready, ok? - All right.
I'll see you in a bit.
- Oh, Kate.
- Yeah? Everything that's happened today, I don't know, it's like you spend your whole life playing this game and suddenly someone changes the rules.
I know.
I really want to find this girl.
Me, too.
Move.
FBI, get up, get up! Let me see your hands, let me see your hands! On the floor! On the floor, now! Let's go! Don't move! Hands where I can see them.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! It's ok.
Nobody's going to hurt you.
I promise, ok? We found her, guys.
And she's alive.
- Where is she? - Over here.
She's ok, but she's still in shock.
Where are they taking him? He's my father! He didn't do anything! Rebecca.
My name's Sarah.
Who are you? It's us, sweetheart.
It's Mom and Dad.
What? He told me you were dead.
No.
We're right here, angel.
He told me you were dead and that I was adopted! I never thought that I would ever see Oh, my baby, oh, my sweet baby.
Let me look at you! Wait.
It's ok.
What's he doing? Saying good-bye.
Rachel got out, and when she tried to call for help, The guy just snapped.
He said he realized she was too old and he could never pass her off as family like Rebecca, so she had to go.
I don't get it.
How could somebody do such an awful thing? I quit trying to make sense of people like that a long time ago.
You'll make yourself crazy.
Yeah, but making sense of people is what I do.
And this is just beyond.
I don't know, I guess sometimes evil is just evil.
I'll say this I never would have believed what just happened if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
The greater the doubt, the greater the awakening.
Wow, that's pretty profound for being up all night.
It's Einstein.
I saw it on a bumper sticker once.
- Hey.
- What? The other night, all that stuff you were saying about hoping to reconnect with your wife I knew you didn't take this job for the money.
Must be hard, being so damn right all the time.
Hmm, it is a burden.
But I live with it.
Just so you know, I still think you're crazy.