Mysterious Ways (2000) s01e05 Episode Script

Kill the motor, put it in neutral.
I thought you said these
tracks were shut down, man.
Wait.
Listen.
We're moving !
The bumper !
I told you!
Woo!
Fingerprints.
Cool.
You investigate, what did you call it?
- Miraculous phenomena.
- Miraculous phenomena.
Quetzalcoatl, mythological god of knowledge
and civilization in ancient Mexico.
The Aztec people believed so
strongly in this gentle deity that
when this dude showed up they
welcomed him with open arms.
A small case of mistaken identity because this
fella here is single-handedly responsible
for bringing on the onset of
the decline of an entire empire.
Myths affect events.
They shape our thoughts and behavior,
make sense of the inexplicable,
help define our moral structure,
allow us to explore repressed feelings.
Boy and a girl out in the woods, hot
and heavy, passionate in the front seat.
Serious potential, things
are looking good for our boy.
All of a sudden you
hear an APB out on the radio,
an all-points bullet and a crazed
lunatic has escaped from an insane asylum
and he's got a deadly hook for an arm.
So our Romeo and Juliet are in
the car and they're terrified.
What do they do?
They lock the doors, first thing, right?
Why?
Because what they hear on the roof
or is it maybe the hood or the trunk?
That's right, they hear scratches.
He's shaking, he's terrified,
doesn't know what to do.
Finds the key, splits him in the
ignition, starts the car, pulls away.
They drive home terrified.
They finally pull into his garage.
They look at each other and
laugh, thinking they're safe.
They get out of the
car, what do they find?
A bloody hook.
Okay, it's a myth.
Now, was it created to explore
the terror in all our hearts
or was it created just to
discourage premarital sex?
Doesn't matter,
it's a part of our society,
it's a fabric of our society,
it's something we all believe in.
We accept as truths.
Our society is full of these tales
that explore our darkest fears.
Urban legends.
Myths.
The monster in the closet.
- Not all are made up.
- Sorry?
A bunch of kids died in a
bus wreck on some train tracks
and now their ghost
pushed cars off the tracks.
Well, I guess the moral of that myth is
don't park your car on railroad tracks.
No, it's true.
My cousin saw it. He told me.
They sprinkled powder
all over the bumper
and they saw the ghost's
fingerprints and everything.
- Where was this?
- East Gilmore, last week.
Hey.
Ow! Hi.
- What are you doing?
- A little research.
I'm going to East Gilmore
this afternoon, look for some ghosts.
- You want to come with me?
- Tempting, but I can't.
I'm in the middle of
a vascular dementia.
I'm sorry.
I need to get my DSM-IV back.
My reference book, you
borrowed it for lucid dreaming?
Oh, right, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, I Yeah.
- Do you know where it is?
- Uh-huh, just got to find it.
Oh, maybe back here.
- Ghosts?
- Yeah, little ones.
School bus full of
them got hit by a train.
- It's terrible.
- Yeah.
Supposedly ghosts are out there trying
to prevent it from happening again.
They push abandoned cars off the rails.
- And where did you hear about this?
- One of my students.
Oh ! Can I help you?
We've had some break-ins.
- And what's that piece?
- Cell phone.
You want to turn off, please ?
- Pacemaker.
- Oh, sure, sorry.
Got it.
- Here, DSM-IV.
- Thank you.
Ram.
- Declan.
- What's up, dude?
Oh, I'm Peggy Fowler, nice to meet you.
- She's clean.
- Thanks, I appreciate that.
Yeah. Miss.
Charming.
He's a maintenance guy,
doubling as a security guard.
University's running a
little low on funds, so
- Ram?
- Family name, I guess. I don't know.
Howdy, partner.
- Fill?
- No, sir, I just need some directions.
Had a little accident involving a
bottle of talcum powder and my dog.
I'm trying to find a store that's open.
- I'm not having any luck.
- You're going on the tracks.
Yes, I am. You got me.
Yeah, I heard there was a rumor
about some ghosts out there.
I thought I'd check it out.
Sir?
Thanks.
Hey there.
Hello.
Hi.
It's gonna sound a little funny to you, but
I'd like to buy that foot powder if I could.
You see, I got a date
later tonight and, uh
I got a little bit of the old stinky foot
going on, if you know what I mean.
Tell you what, uh
Ten's about do it.
Must be some date.
Yeah, you could say that.
Listen, while we're talking
about these things, uh
I wonder if you could tell me
how to get to Backwater Road here.
It's Timothy.
I'm sorry, I'm Declan.
No, the street.
Named Timothy now.
They renamed it.
Uh, well, okay, when I
get to Dark Nail out here,
I take a right or a left
at the stop sign there ?
What?
Man, you got the smallest bladder
in the world.
We both know what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna open the door
and you're gonna
disappear for half an hour.
Don't go far.
Oh, man.
Mole !
So I got Miranda doing
tests on the bumper
to see what she can find
out about the fingerprints.
You should have seen it, Peggy.
It was so weird.
It's Ow! Ugh!
Sorry.
I can't believe you picked
a fight with this guy.
I did not pick a fight.
He hit me.
My nose bled all night.
Press right there, really hard.
I'm pressing.
Oh, my God.
Hey.
You stopped the bleeding.
Where'd you learn that trick?
Oh, I don't know.
Medical school.
Oh, yeah.
So take this, in case the
swelling doesn't go down.
Who is the guy?
You got me.
Did you get a look at him?
Yeah.
He looked just like this.
Well, did you tell anybody?
Did you report it to the police?
I tried to. The police didn't
even want to listen to me.
- Declan.
- Yeah?
I scored it all.
Is that right ?
Yeah.
Geiger counter.
Army issue.
No serial number.
Logane infrascope.
And
Homemade magnetometer.
Ultra-sensitive.
Dude.
If you find any copper anodes,
they're mine.
You bet.
Miss?
See you.
You're not going back there.
Yeah.
Peg, I have to.
There's too much weird
stuff going on in this town.
You shouldn't go back there alone.
I know.
I mean, if something happens, you
should bring somebody with you.
I agree.
No.
No way.
Come on.
No.
Come on, Peggy.
No, I can't.
Come on, Peggy.
Hold that.
- No way.
- Hold that.
Look, I did some research on my own.
All right?
Eight kids were killed
in that train crash.
A guy named Angus Sharp
went to prison for it.
Remember those pictures I told
you about in the bowling alley?
The ones with the head cut out?
That's Angus Sharp.
So?
So? What do you mean, so?
Isn't that weird?
He pleads guilty to
negligence-causing death.
He gets 15 years.
But when the judge sentences him,
Angus Sharp asks for more time.
How much?
Life.
There's not much to tell.
I was a fallen-down drunk.
I messed up good.
And now I'm paying for my crime.
Your drinking was
connected to the crash.
I let the maintenance
slip on the school buses.
You're a mechanic, huh?
Yeah.
That school bus stalled.
Train came.
You know the rest.
15 years seems like a harsh
sentence for negligence.
Why did you ask the judge for more time?
My son was on that bus.
If I had my way, I'd
never leave this place.
The judge would only give me 15.
And at least I got clean in here.
I can look at myself in the mirror now,
cold sober, and see
myself for who I really am.
You believe in ghosts ?
I've heard the stories.
Do you think they're real?
Yes.
Yes, I do.
And those ghosts, they're
there for a reason.
What's that?
To make sure no one ever forgets.
Did you see that?
Yeah, but we didn't
hear the kids scream.
Yeah, but that's only at night.
The witching hour.
I don't know, something like that.
Look at these fingerprints.
Declan, what's this?
It's a Geiger.
Don't worry about what it is.
If it starts clicking
really fast, let me know.
Maybe it's a magnetic force, you know,
from the tracks, pushing the truck off.
And maybe a ghost, you know, trying to
send a message through from the other side.
Well, this is a tragedy, and
the families must be devastated.
Did you see the streets?
They named them after the kids on the bus.
Yeah.
That's creepy, huh?
No, it's an excellent way of coping.
What do you mean?
Well, you know, that's why we have
veterans monuments and memorial days.
We put up headstones. It's good.
Yeah, well, it didn't work
for this town, that's for sure.
Hold that.
What are you going to do?
I'm going to check it out.
Declan, where are you going?
Declan, don't leave me!
Wait!
Declan!
What is it?
That's him.
Jack Kestler, highest league average.
Popular guy with the headless, huh?
What?
Sixteen.
Well, he had the longest winning streak.
Yeah.
- And then nothing.
- And then nothing.
Yeah.
Can I help you?
Yes, we'd like a lane, please.
You holding out on me?
Yep.
How come you didn't get a pair of shoes?
That's a long story.
Alright, here you go.
You just have to keep practicing.
Okay, it's my turn.
What, even a broken clock
is in the right place today.
You keep practicing. I'll be right back.
Excuse me.
Could I get a bottle of Neotac?
Can't seem to get any bite on the ball.
Don't know why you need it.
You seem to be doing just fine without it.
Well, thank you.
So, how's the league action around here?
It's fair.
Yeah? Looks like you've
got a lot of great players.
Jack Kestler, 214 average.
Does he come around here a lot?
Maybe I can challenge him to a game.
He doesn't bowl anymore.
Really? Why?
His son died.
Oh. How awful.
Jack Kestler leaved here all his life ?
Peg ! Peg, did you see that?
No, sorry.
So, Angus Sharp and Jack
Kestler were best friends.
Best friends, like family,
till the crash.
When Jack found out how Angus
had lied about the paperwork,
he led the charge to have him put away.
He lied about the paperwork?
The bus was due for a tune-up.
Angus faked the paperwork, came
in here, and tied one on instead.
And then the bus stalled on the tracks?
Killed all those little kids.
Seemed like the whole town
just up and died right with him.
Families ripped apart, folks moved away.
Angus's wife divorced him.
Can't say I'll blame her.
Jack's wife suffered the hardest.
She's pretty much a shut-in now.
Jack's never around.
Where is he?
Where he always is. The tracks.
I've never met a real
psychiatrist before.
Should I lie down?
No. That won't be necessary.
Here, let me move this for you.
Oh. Sorry.
It's all right.
It's just that Jack likes
the house a certain way.
Thank you.
- Oh, lemon?
- Please.
That's a nice set of china you have.
Oh, thank you.
I can't think the last time I used it.
How long have you and your
husband lived in East Gilmore?
Oh, all our lives.
This is delicious.
Thank you.
So what did he do?
Who?
Jack.
Does he hurt somebody?
- I try to tell him not to be so
- No, no, no. No, he hasn't hurt anybody.
Well, actually, he did hit a friend of mine,
but he probably had it coming.
Has he done that before?
Has he hit somebody?
Well, a few times.
He gets into fights easy.
See, he hasn't been
himself since the accident.
Yeah, I can understand.
You see, he's very protective
of the railway tracks.
Why is that?
I don't know.
I mean, I try asking him, but he never really
makes sense when he tries to explain himself.
He seems to think that the spirits of
the children are trying to talk to him.
What does he think they're saying?
I don't know.
But he gets real riled
whenever anybody mentions Angus.
Dorothy.
Jack.
What do you want?
Hi Jack, I'm Peggy Fowler.
You know who this woman is?
She's a psychiatrist, Jack.
I thought that maybe she
She's one of those stupid ghost hunters.
Aren't you?
You're stirring up trouble.
No, we're not stirring up trouble.
We just want to know how the
Every day, you people, you come here,
you watch your cars roll off the tracks.
You make a game out of our kids' deaths.
No, it's not a game.
Someone or something is
making those cars move.
Either it's a prank or it's
someone in a lot of pain
who wants to hang on to the
memory of those children.
Just let our children rest in peace.
You get out of my house now.
You Get out of my house
before I call the police.
Jack, please.
Go! Get out of my house now, please!
You and your friend,
you just back up and leave.
- Miranda !
- Hello.
Wow, nice hog !
It's not a hog.
You drive a motorcycle.
There's bumper analysis.
Yeah, what'd you get ?
- You've been feeding Mole beer again?
- No, I haven't.
- But uses my bumper as a fire hydrant.
- How does he hit it?
Anyways.
There's also a road oil 10w 40 dirt vegetative
matter probably picked up from around here.
No fresh body oils.
But I ask: the ghost
leave oily fingerprints ?
It's an excellent question.
- There's no ghosts.
- I think you're right. I do.
I don't think it's
Kestler behind it, though.
Here, come here, check this out.
See this hole here in the tree ?
It's probably made by carpenter ants.
It goes all the way through. Listen.
- Did you redo ?
- Did you what ?
Did you redo sounds like a didgeridoo.
It's a natural wood instrument
the aboriginals play.
It's made by termites carving
out the wood in the small tree.
The wind blew from the north,
272 degrees, 11.19 knots or greater.
Down the road, there's a big school.
Lots of kids.
- Lots of noise.
- Source of the screams.
No, but it's a half a mile away.
Yeah, but if the winds
blown at the right velocity,
it could carry the voices
all the way down here.
Slim chance.
But not outside the probable.
If it's a cold clear day,
relative humidity, 45.1 percent,
the screams could
theoretically carry this far.
No, the screams happen at night.
The kids aren't even
on the playground then.
Good point.
It's Kestler.
I've checked that track with every possible
piece of equipment I get my hands on.
It's not. There's no magnets.
There's no wires or would thing
them a Bob's pulling a car.
- There's nothing there.
- Maybe the ghosts are real.
Yeah, which brings us back
to our original question.
What do they want?
They were on a field trip to the
science and technology museum.
They were learning about the future.
Oh boy !
Exhibit A, chemical
worksheets on all the buses.
Tell me what that bus number is.
It's smudged.
- 50-something. 58, maybe.
- Looks like a six.
Three or eight, not a six.
Declan, your blind is a bad. It's a six.
Let me see. I'm a doctor.
I'm an expert at bad handwriting.
It's a three.
Well, says here was bus
58 involved in the crash.
Wait a minute !
If he shirked the tune up on bus 53 went out
and had a bender, it was bus 58 that crashed.
They got the buses mixed up.
They sent an innocent man to prison.
And guess whose parole
hearings tomorrow?
Angus'.
There's a dog.
Stay here.
- Thinking what i'm thinking ?
- Yeah.
Let's do it.
Tighten this up.
Open that for me.
Okay.
Okay?
Yep.
Let it rip.
Third time's a charm, huh?
Unbelievable.
Unbelievable, huh?
It works.
Well, I'll do an erosion test
to measure the wear and an IMEP.
I can't believe they
didn't check this out.
They had no reason to.
Angus played guilty, so
they had someone to blame.
Angus, Angus.
Oh, boy, we gotta talk to Angus.
Do me a favor, Marina.
After tonight, record those
screams and the dat, okay?
If you want, I can come with you.
I can do it.
All right.
I wouldn't go by myself with
Jack Kestler looking around.
Scary.
Don't worry about me.
A stun gun?
Agent, 100 volts.
He'll get your attention.
See ya.
I don't get her yet.
What's not to get?
Take your IQ, double it, add black
velvet, and you're halfway there.
I knew I had to do a tune-up
on one of the buses, but
I never put it together that
it was 58, not 53 that stalled.
I'm innocent.
Don't matter, though. It's too late now.
It's not too late.
The parole board's gonna be
interested in this new information.
The town won't.
You were wrongly convicted.
There's nothing wrong with the
engine in that bus. I checked it out.
What's right and what's
wrong is relative.
I learned that much in here.
You didn't kill those children, Angus.
You don't understand.
They'll always think I did.
Who? The town, or you?
There's a reason we're here, Angus.
Something brought us here.
Go ahead. Make my night.
Here's another one.
Where the family dog just
started licking the air
like he's licking somebody's
hand, but they're not there.
Family discovers the house is built
over the grave of a little girl.
When they finally move her body to a proper
resting place, the dog stops licking the air.
Boom.
These books have tons of stories about ghosts
hanging around because of unfinished business.
They're not going to move on until
they're taking care of itself.
Yeah, but there's not
a PhD in the bunch.
We've got Ramiyama Nikwitik.
We've got Sister Kiriyana.
Peg, I've learned more from
sidewalk vendors in Yucatan
than I have from all the PhDs
I've ever met put together.
So don't knock them.
On this from a dedicated
college professor.
What?
You still believe this
is just a coincidence
that we're all drawn together on
the eve of Sharpe's parole hearing?
Yes.
After everything I've taught
you, how could you think that way?
Ramp, hi.
Miss Fowler.
Ramp, what's up, buddy?
Oh, man, I'm sorry.
I know I'm supposed to give
that stuff to you today, right?
I know, I haven't had a
chance to clean it up yet.
It's no problem.
But tell me, did you find
what you're looking for?
Uh, in a word?
That'd be a big resounding uh-uh.
Well, sometimes, when
I'm in a situation,
I just pick out a spot
on the horizon,
I get my bearings,
and I just hump on over.
Know what I mean?
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
Parole board's ready.
Why did you ask me to meet you out here?
Angus Sharp got paroled an hour ago.
Oh, so you wanted me to
see if the ghosts were gone,
because they're happy.
It sounds a lot dumber when
you put it that way, Peg.
Well
I would have bet money.
I guess they're not that
happy he was released.
Damn.
What?
Just trying to get my bearings here.
Why?
Something Ramp said.
Hey, audio samples.
You got them analyzed already?
Yeah.
Notice anything unusual?
Not yet.
Listen again.
That's weird.
That's not all.
Fingerprints.
There's ain't any string.
String, what?
Help!
Someone, please!
What's wrong?
He's gonna kill Angus.
What? Where?
At the bus.
I knew you'd come here.
It wasn't my fault, Jack.
The bus has got mixed up.
The paperwork, it was a mistake.
The only mistake
was letting you out of jail.
You stay away from me.
The parole board doesn't have
enough sense to keep you locked up.
Up to me now.
I warn you . I warn you
Hey!
Come on, get off of him!
Stop this!
This is stupid!
No!
He killed my son!
No, he didn't.
He didn't.
He killed my son!
He didn't.
The plugs were good.
No!
Yes.
I tested the engine.
There wasn't anything wrong with it.
Man, I don't know why that
bus stalled on the tracks.
Maybe there was water in the engine.
I don't know.
But it wasn't his fault.
It's not Angus's fault.
And there are no ghosts.
The steaming locomotive
train whistle effect
is delivered by the wind rushing through
this hole at just the right angle.
That's for the screams.
Mockingbirds.
Mimicking the sound of children
playing at the schoolyard up the road.
You hear the trill at the end ?
It's the exact same
frequency and modulation.
As for the fingerprints
Follow me.
Foxtail.
Match samples of the
prints taken from his bumper.
You wouldn't notice them when
you first parked your car.
They'd be under the chassis.
But when the car rolls off,
they slap back,
resembling tiny fingerprints.
But the cars they roll by themselves.
Yeah, I know.
That troubled me at first, too.
Then I looked around
and something hit me.
It's no horizon here.
It's just trees.
Trees and hills.
Trees are at an angle.
The road just looks
like it's sloping down.
It's actually sloping up.
5.8 degrees from the vertex.
Yeah.
It's an optical illusion.
Just like the gravity hills in
those tourist towns people visit.
I saw one once in the silver
dollar city in the Ozarks.
It's weird.
- So there are no spirits ?
- Nope.
Just mother nature fooling us all.
Doesn't change a thing.
It was his job to make sure
all the buses were running !
Stop it, Jack !
When is this going to end ?
You want to blame someone,
blame me.
I signed Timmy's permission
form to go on the field trip.
It's my fault.
Or maybe it's the teachers
for arranging the trip.
You just keep quiet, Dorothy.
No, I won't !
I have been keeping quiet for 10 years.
Maybe you should blame yourself, Jack.
You gave him the money
to go to the museum.
Maybe all this is your fault.
We can't keep going on like this.
Ten years !
I can't do it anymore.
It's like you want to stay angry.
It's a way of holding
on to your son's memory.
It's a tug-of-war
this love and hate.
Sometimes there's no one to blame.
Sometimes accidents just happen and.
And sometimes the hardest
thing is the easiest.
You have to let him go, Jack.
I just miss him.
I miss him.
I know, I know.
It's alright
He stole 10 years of my life 10 years.
Ten years that you used and he didn't.
You two were once good friends.
Light up the shop.
Make sure we get the front
and the back of the truck.
It's for the students, remember.
I want them to see this.
You really good back there, you know.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
What do you guys think ?
You think Kestler and Sharpe we're gonna
bowl a few frames together one day ?
I bet money.
- Yeah ?
- Yeah.
Okay, here's the wind.
That's odd.
You hear anything?
Maybe the wind's coming at
the wrong angle to the tree.
Won't make the whistle.
Oh, maybe.
There's the birds.
Maybe it's just coming from a different angle?
Never sat near the tree, right?
What do you think?
Oh, shot!
Come on !
Right, any second now.
I can feel it.
You feel it?
Can you feel it? I can feel it.
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