Poltergeist: The Legacy (1996) s01e10 Episode Script

[woman]
What about "Mitch"?
"Michael"?
"Mark"?
[man] No.
-"Melvin"?
-[scoffing] Melvin?
I'm glad we've got
a year or two
before we make
this decision.
Now, does the name
have to start with an "M"?
Yes.
If it's a girl
"Mary" or "Melissa."
Or how about "Mavis"
or "Martina"?
[laughs]
No, wait.
"Maybelline."
[laughs]
Just like the song.
I love it.
Melvin, if it's a boy,
Maybelline if it's a girl.
Melvin and Maybelline
and Liz Sumner.
Perfect.
Yeah, now if we could
only agree
on how many to invite
to the wedding.
[gasping]
Hey, are you okay?
Hey, what's wrong?
My asthma, I think.
But I
I just had that shot.
Kevin
I can't breathe
[gasping]
Liz!
[continues gasping]
[inaudible dialogue]
Liz!
[Kevin]
How long?
[doctor]
Oh, it's impossible
to predict.
An asthmatic going into coma
from an overdose of epinephrine
is unusual, but
it's not unheard of.
Hopefully, this will all pass
in less than 24 hours.
All we can do now is wait
for her lungs to clear and
let the stress in her entire
system subside.
Can she hear me?
Yes.
Yes, I believe she can.
You'll have to excuse me now,
Mr. Sumner. I'm due in surgery.
Thanks.
I'll look back in on her
as soon as I can.
[pulls back curtain]
Hi. How are you folks?
Your son is still
in a coma
Liz
I don't know if
you can hear me.
But I just want you to know
I love you more than anything
in this world.
[indistinct demonic speech]
[indistinct moaning and speech]
[gasps]
[woman screams]
[exclaims]
[man] Hey!
Shh!
What?
Quiet. Get down.
Where are we?
Get out. Now.
[demonic roar]
Before it's too late!
[demon]
I hunger.
No!
[demon]
You cannot escape.
[growling]
[screaming]
[roaring, slashing]
[screaming]
[gasps]
Somebody
What?
It tore him apart!
Somebody help that boy!
-Doctor, come here!
Can you
-This thing.
Come on, come on, come on!
Miguel, over there.
Quick! Quick!
You have to do something.
You have to do something!
Somebody help him!
-Somebody
-[man] Okay.
[Liz]
Okay, okay.
[EKG beeping]
[nurse]
No pulse, Doctor.
[EKG flatlining]
[screaming]
[narrator]
Since the beginning of time,
mankind has existed between
the world of light and
the world of darkness.
Our secret society
has been here forever,
protecting others
from the creatures
who inhabit the shadows
and the night.
Known only to the initiated
by our true name,
The Legacy.
[birds cawing]
[Alex] Voila.
Now, this should make
our French brethren very happy.
Directly,
in person,
to Lucien Bretonne,
head of Paris House.
When you get there,
speak to no one.
Not even other members
of the house.
Lucien was
very specific.
Okay.
I'll call you from Paris.
Be careful.
I will.
[Nick] Paris
Nice. Sounds like
a milk run.
Need some company?
Sorry. I'm on my own
for this one.
-See you later.
-Right.
[Derek]
Nick, you had a message.
A Kevin Sumner called.
He said his fiancee
wanted to talk to you.
Liz Barrow?
Liz?
She's been admitted
to St. Albans Hospital.
Sounds serious.
[EKG beeping]
[Nick] Kevin?
Nick.
Thanks for calling.
Trust me, it wasn't my idea.
How's she doing?
She's better.
She's sleeping now.
I can't believe
this all started
from an asthma attack.
She's had it
since she was a kid.
Hmm. Well
Well, right after they brought
her up from the ER,
she went into a coma.
Coma?
Scared the hell out of me.
But then, when she came to,
she, uh
She started raving
like a madwoman
about a boy being torn apart.
Then, of course,
she starts asking for you.
Sorry if my being here
bothers you.
You're damn right
it bothers me.
Maybe I should come back
at another time.
[Liz moans]
Nick.
Hey, Lizzie.
Oh.
It's been so long.
How are you?
I'm okay.
More importantly,
how are you doing?
Oh.
I'd be a lot better if I could
just get outta here.
Did Did Kevin tell you
what happened?
Yeah. Briefly.
[sirens wail]
Uh, I remember
you telling me once
about how you work
with some
pretty strange stuff.
And, uh
I swear, Nick, it can't be
any stranger than this.
Hey, hey, hey. Later.
Later, okay?
Nick.
Yeah. Yeah, definitely.
I'll come back
a little later.
In the meantime, if there's
anything you guys need,
just give me a shout.
Supposedly, we have
the best doctors in town
looking after her.
Although, after what she's
been through, uh
I'm not so sure.
Well, I have a friend of mine
who's a doctor.
A psychiatrist, actually.
Maybe she could help.
You think I'm crazy, too.
Kevin does.
Hey, hey. No, I don't.
Come on now.
No, I don't.
Why don't I
bring my friend by
when I come back?
Second opinion
couldn't hurt, right?
Okay.
See ya.
[thunder crashing]
[siren wailing]
[nurse over PA]
Dr. McGrail, please report to
X-ray room number 4.
Dr. McGrail to
X-ray room number 4.
[people chattering]
Excuse me.
No smoking. The patients.
-So where do you
want me to
-Here.
[sizzling]
[nurse over PA]
Could a Mr. Meryl Gibson
please report to the nurses'
station this second?
There's a message
waiting for you.
Permiso.
Talk about
weird.
Where'd that guy come from?
He's about as bizarre
as everything else around here.
Yeah, well,
at least Liz isn't
in a coma.
Be thankful for that.
Yeah.
I guess you're right.
-Rachel, Kevin.
Kevin, Rachel.
-Hi.
Hi.
So why don't we go
talk to your friend.
See how she's doing, huh?
[door opens]
[Nick] Hey, Liz.
This is my friend,
Rachel Corrigan,
the psychiatrist
I told you about.
Hi, Liz.
How are you feeling?
All right.
Except I I can't stop
thinking about what happened.
Well, that's
what Nick said.
Uh, can you tell me
what you actually remember?
[stutters]
It wasn't at all
like a dream.
Uh I mean,
it was so real.
You think I'm
out of my mind.
Not any more
than the rest of us.
[Kevin]
Hey, Dr. Corrigan's here
to help.
Just tell her
what you told me.
Okay.
Uh
[stammering] At first
it was just pitch black.
And then I could
feel myself being
pulled deeper and deeper
into the darkness.
What was pulling you?
Some force.
Some
Something.
I don't know.
But the next thing
I knew,
I was in this
strange place.
And there were
Well, everything was
twisted and gray.
And then
that's when I saw
the little boy.
Can you tell me what
the little boy looked like?
He He was blond.
The same boy I saw
when I came out of the coma.
Right over there.
The one who died.
You see, he was
He was hiding from something.
And then there was this
This terrible noise. Like
[demon roars]
Like a
Like a hungry beast.
And then he
He started t-to run, but
But this thing
This This
This big dark shadow,
it came over him.
[demon roaring]
You're safe.
I'm here. You talk to me.
It killed him!
In cold blood!
All right, Liz,
I want you to take
a deep breath.
You're gonna take
a deep breath for me now.
I'm not crazy, I swear.
This wasn't my imagination.
[screams]
This place is real.
Lizzie, I know.
I believe you.
-[sobbing]
-There you go.
There you go.
Okay.
There's a good girl.
[Rachel] We have to consider
the possibility
that her visions
were completely delusional.
[Nick] What's that,
psychobabble for "crazy"?
Nick, I didn't say that.
Oh, okay. "Delusional" then.
Except for that boy
dying in the next bed
at the exact moment that
Liz came out of her coma.
Yeah, but she could have
easily seen him in the ER,
or in the hallway
before she went into her coma,
creating a subconscious
impression,
which would explain his
appearance in her nightmare.
However, coincidences
like these
shouldn't be
completely ignored.
Any other links
between Liz and the boy?
Yeah, yeah.
For starters, they had
the same emergency room team,
the same ward,
and after they went into coma,
they had the same neurosurgeon,
a Dr. Patterson.
They had the same
supervising physician,
a Dr. Brendan Slade.
World-class surgeon.
Then perhaps
these gentlemen won't mind
answering a few questions.
Luna Foundation.
Well, this is quite
a privilege.
Your organization's
generosity
is well-known
in the medical community.
And your reputation
precedes you, too, Doctor.
When I was a student,
I attended a series
of lectures you gave
on the treatment of children
with a vascular necrosis.
Excellent.
Oh. Well, don't stop now.
I'm not a man
to discourage adulation.
[chuckles]
Or funding,
for that matter.
We could always use
a new name on a wing.
Please, sit down.
Thanks.
[Nick]
Actually, we're here
on behalf
of a patient at the hospital,
Elizabeth Barrow.
Miss Barrow. Yes, we're quite
pleased with her progress.
[Rachel]
Well, if it's possible,
we'd like to speak to
the neurosurgeon
in charge of her case,
Dr. Patterson.
Yes, I don't have a problem
with that. He's a good man.
And Liz is certainly recovering
quite nicely under his care.
Even though she has
an overwhelming fear
of becoming comatose again?
I'm sorry?
What are you talking about?
You weren't informed
of the vision she experienced
while she was in her coma?
How she saw the boy
in the bed next to her killed?
No, I was not.
This is the first
I've heard about it.
Perhaps she talked
to Dr. Patterson about it.
Well, we'll ask him.
Yeah, please do.
[Dr. Patterson] Sorry.
I'm afraid you caught me
in a bit of a rush.
We won't take
much of your time,
Dr. Patterson.
We just
have a couple
No, no. No problem.
No problem.
I'm just sorry I don't have
much time to give you.
I've got a pre-op
in ten minutes.
This is about Liz Barrow,
correct?
Yes.
An epinephrine overdose
leading to swelling
of the cranial hemisphere.
A transient ischemic coma
and, hopefully,
a quick and
permanent recovery.
Is there anything else?
Yeah. I have a question
about the Sanford boy.
How did a routine appendectomy
leave him in a coma?
A coma he never came out of,
while under your care?
[Rachel]
Uh, Dr. Patterson,
we certainly don't mean
to imply that you had
No, no, no. That's all right.
It's all right.
Let me tell you,
what happened to that boy
is a source of
complete frustration to me.
I honestly can't tell you
what caused his coma
or his death.
Now, excuse me,
I have some work to do.
Thanks.
[Rachel] Nick, what the hell
do you think
you were doing in there?
-Hello, Rachel.
-Long time, no see.
You stopped just short
of accusing that man
of malpractice.
If I did,
maybe we'd get answers
rather than just the runaround.
What are you
talking about?
Patterson is
a top neurosurgeon
in this hospital.
And Slade is the most
respected surgical man
in this city.
That's no reason
to treat him like
the second coming
of Albert Schweitzer.
You doctors always
stick together?
Okay
I'm gonna pretend
I didn't hear that.
Something bad is going on
in this hospital, Rachel.
Open your eyes and see it.
I'm gonna tell you
what I see, Nick.
I see somebody who's
so emotionally involved
that he's blinding himself
to reality.
What, are you saying
she's incompetent?
No. I'm saying that
she may have
serious emotional problems.
But if you're not willing
to face that possibility,
I'm out of here.
[scoffs] Okay.
[announcer on TV]
Single moms are mad,
and they're fighting back.
We're talking about
Single Moms United,
a coalition dedicated
to the formation
-of legislation for
-[knock on window]
Hi.
[shuts TV off]
Hi, yourself.
How you doing?
Better.
Nothing like catching up
on talk shows
to make you want to get out
of the hospital.
Right.
You ever notice how
most people never say
what they really mean?
All the time.
Kind of sounds like us, huh?
You figure?
Yeah.
[nurse on PA]
Dr. Sharp to Pediatrics.
Dr. Sharp to Pediatrics.
So
Kevin seems like a good guy.
Now who isn't saying
what they mean?
What do you
want me to say, Liz?
I haven't got the words.
I know.
It's just a shame,
that's all.
Bad timing.
Huh!
Terrible.
Uh, but things
are good, really.
Kevin is wonderful.
And we have so much in common.
He teaches
at the same school as me.
And we're both nuts
about kids.
I mean, the only thing we can't
agree on is how many to have
and what their names
should be.
That is, if I ever
get out of here.
So, uh,
what does your friend say?
Am I crazy?
Well, you're a little warped,
but you'll be okay.
You're such a creep.
[chuckles]
No, you'll get out of here.
Count on it.
I was gonna go to the cafeteria
and choke down
a little bit of food.
I'll come back
and check on you
before I go.
Nick
I'm glad you came.
Me, too.
My social life
it's great.
[beeping]
[door opens]
[laughs softly]
[Nick] Liz.
[screams]
I am very sorry.
Visiting hours are over.
No exceptions.
Come on. What? It's, like,
five minutes after 9:00.
Give me a break.
Rules are rules,
my friend.
You don't wanna
get me fired, do you?
Come on, cut him
some slack.
No.
[growls]
[demon snarling]
[screaming]
[gasps]
[growling]
[screaming]
[gasping]
Liz!
Hold her.
I get a doctor.
Put on the mask.
Oh, God.
Liz.
[Nick]
She's gone into a coma.
[sighs]
Oh.
[telephone rings]
Yes?
[Alex]
Derek, it's me.
Alex, how's it going?
Have you delivered
the briefcase to Lucien?
Listen
just a second, okay?
[speaking French]
Listen, that's why I called.
I went to the Paris House.
But no sign of Lucien
until now.
Did you speak to him?
No, but he left a note.
He wants me to meet him
before dawn
at the base of the steps
of 23 Rue de Rivoli.
Now, you have to be careful.
If Bretonne fails to show,
or you feel endangered,
come home immediately.
[phone line drops]
Alex?
Hey.
Hey.
Sorry about before.
I was a little bit
frustrated with the situation.
Forget it.
We've all been there.
I'm sorry.
She's not responding.
She's slipped back.
[Kevin]
No, I'm not gonna
accept this.
Take it easy.
You're a doctor.
You're supposed to be able
to do something here.
We've done everything
possible for her, Mr. Sumner,
and will continue to do so.
Some things are just
beyond our control.
This isn't fair.
No, it's not fair.
It's life.
Look, why don't you
step outside and get some air.
And I will
take care of her
for a while.
Yeah. Yeah, I guess
you're right.
What?
Look.
[pressing keys]
Okay, this substance
that Nick found on Liz's neck
is a variant of scopolamine,
a substance extracted
from the barracera plant
of the nightshade family.
Deadly nightshade.
Yeah, exactly.
Used by shamans
in Central and South America.
It causes loss of will
and memory for days.
Only this
is much more
highly concentrated.
It was probably absorbed
through the skin.
Enough to induce coma?
At the very least.
Well, then, that's
enough for me.
Where are you going?
To the hospital
to get another look
at that mark.
Wait for me.
[nurse over PA]
Dr. Allen, Pediatrics, please.
Dr. Allen, Pediatrics.
[Derek]
Look, I was going through
this book.
This is what we're looking for.
It's similar,
but not quite the same.
Maybe the skin's stretched.
Let me try this.
[keyboard clacking]
-[Rachel] That's it.
-[Derek] Yeah, it's Aztec.
-And demonic.
-Oh, man.
I'm having
a really hard time
believing that somebody's
actually practicing black magic
in the city hospital.
I mean, can we at least
pursue the possibility
of some more
rational explanation?
Give me one.
Right. So it's up to us.
Nick, you know
what to do.
Right.
[Rachel]
Well, what about
causes of death?
In every case,
it coincides with
whatever the patient
was being treated for.
So there's no connection?
Except in 21 cases.
The patient's illness
was so routine
that their slipping
into a coma
was listed as
an unexplainable side effect.
Twenty-one cases? Who are
the attending physicians?
[Nick]
There's no kind of pattern
there. They're all different.
So, we're right back
where we started.
Well, who says
it has to be a doctor?
What about
Miguel Sanchez?
He's an orderly
on Liz's floor.
And he's been
on duty
every time that
somebody has died.
Born and raised
in Mexico City.
What do you
want to bet he's got
Aztec blood in his veins.
Okay, tell you what.
I'm gonna call, uh,
an old friend of mine.
He's a cardiovascular surgeon.
Goes way back over there.
See if he wants
to have dinner.
Fill in some gaps.
You wanna come?
[man speaking Spanish]
[roars]
[elevator dings]
So, Bill, when you said
you'd join me for dinner,
I guess
I should have known
we're talking
doctor's hours, huh?
[Bill chuckles]
Well, next time,
we'll have to
dine someplace
more elegant.
Mmm. Mmm-hmm.
But I must admit,
I've developed
a certain fondness
for meatloaf
over the years.
[both chuckle]
Anyway, I know
you haven't got much time,
so I'll cut
right to the chase.
I just wanted to
pick your brain
a little bit
about some, uh,
some people who work here.
A friend of a friend of mine
is a patient, and I just
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Say no more.
Say no more.
You want to, uh,
feel out the turf
and make sure you get
the best care possible.
Absolutely.
-[machines clattering]
-[pipes blowing steam]
[speaking Spanish]
[meowing]
Great.
Just great.
What about Dr. Slade?
Oh, Bren?
Mmm, Bren and I
go way back.
We did our residency
together.
Play golf together.
Drink together.
Even travel together,
once in a while,
since my divorce.
We've been to, uh,
Paris,
London,
Mazatlan.
Mazatlan?
I didn't think
much of it myself,
but I didn't get to
see much.
Why not?
Was supposed to
be there a week.
Had to come back
after two days.
Had an emergency.
Bren liked it well enough,
though, I can tell you.
He was really depressed
when he went down there.
Was feeling great
when he came back.
Been down a couple
of times since.
Do you remember the last time
he went down there?
Mmm.
About a year ago.
He hooked up with this local
brujomedicine man down there.
I thought he was trying
to set up a tax dodge,
write off all the trips,
and all that sort of thing.
Actually, he was looking
for a cure for his arthritis.
Uh, Slade has arthritis?
Had it.
He thought it was
irreversible.
Usually is.
And career-ending news
for a surgeon.
Yeah, no question.
Whatever Bren found
down there in the jungle.
Power of positive thinking,
mud wraps
Never gave me the details.
Worked like a damn charm.
He's fine now,
as far as I can tell.
Really?
Lucky man.
[laughs]
[warped noises]
Argh!
No.
Come on.
No.
[low growling]
No.
[grunts]
[telephone rings]
Alex? How did it go?
Not good at all.
Bretonne's dead.
What?
How?
Something is very wrong here.
Listen, I'll explain
when I get back.
I have I've gotta
get out of here.
Yes, of course.
Alex, be safe.
[Rachel] Derek?
I found our man. It's Slade.
[Derek] Slade?
Are you sure?
You betcha. He had
rheumatoid arthritis
until he went to Mexico
and found a shaman
to restore his hands.
Now, he is 100%.
He's perfect enough
to do surgery.
That's not the way
arthritis works.
What's this?
"Quihatzin.
The Hungry One."
Believed by the Aztecs
to be the gatekeeper
of Talocan,
shadow world
between life and death.
"A demon
who seduces anyone
who's willing to trade
innocent victims
for worldly gain.
He slowly feeds
off their souls
until nothing
remains."
The hospital.
[buzz]
[EKG beeping]
You were never one
to make things easy,
were you?
I'm finally ready to talk,
and you can't hear me.
Turnabout's
fair play, right?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I never
treated you
the way you deserved
to be treated.
[man]
Let's put him in here.
Let's see.
That'll be all.
Little late for rounds,
isn't it, Doctor?
Busy man like you.
How do you
find the time?
What are you doing here,
Mr. Boyle?
Visiting hours
are over.
What's that you got there?
New treatment?
Yes, that's right.
And now I suggest you leave
before I call security.
Yeah, why don't you do that?
Then we can all sit down
and talk about what
you got in your hand there.
And then you can
tell us about
the patients you've killed.
What are you talking about?
Ooh.
Darn!
[sizzling]
Argh!
[grunts]
[speaking indistinctly]
What kind of a dark deal
have you made here?
What did you get in return
for the lives of your patients?
I got my life.
And my hands.
I was on the brink
of killing myself in Mexico.
This opportunity arose.
Opportunity?
For what?
Eternal bondage?
Your demon's never
satisfied, is he?
They never are.
No. You're right
about that.
Say hello to Liz for me.
I hope you'll be
very happy together.
Till death do you part.
Slade!
Care to join him?
Argh!
[grunting]
[roaring]
[screaming]
[roaring]
[moaning]
[demon roaring]
[demon screeches]
[fades out]
He's alive, Derek, barely.
But he's way under.
Hypnosis.
Nick. Stay strong.
The demon will do everything
it can to mislead you.
But it's powerless to attack
unless you surrender
to its will.
Listen for me.
Let's do it.
Derek, it's 11:15.
I'm giving you
five minutes, maximum.
Considering where you're going,
that's all you get.
And then I'm bringing you back.
You understand?
Yeah.
Okay.
All right.
Concentrate
on this image.
Total focus.
Visualize it
as you enter the void.
Close your eyes.
Relax.
And let your breath
take you deeper
and deeper.
[yelling, moaning]
[growl]
[Liz]
Prodigal lover returns.
[Nick] Liz.
Oh, how I've
missed you.
Where are we?
Anywhere we want to be.
As long as we're together
till the end of time.
Remember that night we spent
in San Francisco?
That penthouse on the bay?
You took me there
for my birthday.
Blindfolded.
Just think of all the things
we could do.
This isn't real.
It is if we try.
We could be happy again,
just like before.
I want you, Nick.
All you have to do
is come take me now.
-Liz, listen to me.
-No.
You listen to me.
You could erase all this pain.
All those days
and nights
I spent waiting for you,
after you'd left me.
I remember.
I wanted to marry you.
I know.
I was afraid.
Of what?
Of ruining
everything I touched.
Like my father.
You're not your father, Nick.
I love you.
Come.
Touch me.
Come to me, Nick.
[breathes heavily]
Feel me.
Oh.
Come to me, Nick.
Come to me on your own.
Come to you?
Why?
Because I need you.
Why won't you touch me?
Why won't you reach out
and hold me?
You can't control me
unless I surrender
to your will.
Can you, Liz?
[roars demonically]
[demon] Thief! You dare
enter my world unbidden
to steal
what is mine.
Liz!
Where are you?
[demon] Come, thief.
Take her if you can.
But if you fail,
you're mine forever.
Derek, listen to me.
I'm gonna have to
pull you out.
Liz?
[demon]
Make your choice,
or she shall die.
Save me.
No.
Save yourself.
[Rachel]
Derek, listen to me.
Listen to my voice.
On the count of three,
you will regain consciousness.
One, two
Save me.
No.
Save yourself.
[Derek] Nick, hurry.
Do it now!
We gotta go.
I can't. Leave me!
-Come on, you can do it.
-Nick.
[growling]
Quickly, this way!
-Come on!-I'm trying!
[roaring]
Hang on!
Nick, you must be stronger!
[moans]
[roaring]
Do it now!
Derek!
[Liz]
Leave me! Save yourself!
[Nick]
I won't let you go.
[demon growling]
Derek!
Nick! This way!
[roaring]
[Derek]
Hurry! Hurry!
[Rachel] Nick?
You're back.
[Nick] How did you
manage that?
It was a team effort.
Thanks.
-Forget it.
-[laughs]
You okay?
Yeah.
[Rachel] You all right?
[laughs]
Hey.
Hey.
Oh, God.
[whispers]
Thank you.