The Dead Zone s04e07 Episode Script
Grains of Sand
I had a perfect life.
|I have been in coma since 6 years.
When i wake up, i found my fiancée married| to an other man Raising my son.
|Everything has changed Including me.
One touch, and i see things|Things that had happend, things that will happend You should see what i see Hey, man, let's get a move on! Somebody else could be hitting|on her right now! No.
No, no, no, no.
|No, you are not doing this to me again.
I found it in the attic.
Johnny, I spent four weeks icing this girl's totally|healthy rotator cuff until I got her number.
Now she invites us to her birthday|party, complete with totally hot friends, and you're playing with toys.
Hey Lionels.
Right? My dad gave|this me when I was a kid.
That's so amazingly poignant.
|Now let's go.
Ho look at this! "Mountain Steam Locomotive".
|Do you have any idea rare this is Bruce? Not as rare as a single, funny, beautiful, female African-American|lawyer in Maine.
Get in the car.
Brake before the curve, man, then|accelerate out.
It's simple physics.
"A," it's my car and "B," I've|been driving since I was sixteen, and "C," I don't want|to be here.
What the hell? Whoa! Wait!|Wait a minute! Hold on, wait Listen.
What the hell is going on? There's somebody down there.
Yeah.
Oh my God There's someone|still trapped inside! Wait a sec! Come on.
It's a woman! She's trapped|behind the driver's seat.
I'm going in.
|Hold this, hold this Johnny, wait! Be carreful, man! Por favor, por favor! Llevelo! Mi niño, - Grab the baby.
|- What? Damnit! ##### (remove?) Go back in.
John! I've got to get her out.
Be careful.
Give me your hand! La mano! Come on.
Her legs are trapped.
|She's totally pinned.
John.
You've got|to get out of there! The baby is sure.
Save the baby! It's moving! Mi niño.
John! John! John! Over here! Get out of here.
This way.
|Give me your hand.
You drive.
Meet your new family.
I really hope it works|out this time.
Physical threats.
Gang activity.
Police intervention.
Look kid, I don't want to send you to|juvie.
But it's out of my hands.
Sheriff's office.
Hello? You callin' Walt? I can't.
I can't explain, but terrible things are going to happen|if we give this baby to Walt right now.
But Walt It's not Walt.
It's the system.
Call 911.
Make it anonymous.
|But don't mention the baby.
Johnny, that woman but we can't help her now.
But we can help her son.
We can't leave the scene of an accident.
|And we can't take that baby with us.
What does "cuídenmelo" mean? Um, it means, take him no, take care of him for me.
Keep him safe.
That's what we're gonna do.
We've got to keep him safe.
Look, he likes it.
Hey, Bruce! Come get some sleep man.
We'll start|looking for his family tomorrow.
Are you sure it's okay to leave|you alone with that? He's not a "that.
" He's a he.
I am a father, in case you forgot.
Well, if you're a father,|you'll know what that smell is.
I'm sorry about the party.
What party? Oh.
Helloooo thank God,|you've got power.
J.
J.
's at a sleepover,|Walt's on graveyard shift Hey, Bruce! and the power went out Baby? Good luck.
Aren't you a cutie? Really making ends|meet by babysitting? Not exactly.
What do you think? You think his|diaper needs changing? Ho yeah.
Oh by the way And this "historic" playpen|violates every child safety law.
That playpen was|good enough for me.
Come on Johnny,|whose baby is it? Uh, friend of mine Johnny? And why all these diapers? I didn't know what size he in.
I didn't|know how long he would be here.
Hu-hu|Why are you lying? That must have been|a hell of a vision.
It was.
How long are you planning|on keeping him? Some sure|he's gonna be okay.
I'll try to find his family, whatever he's from.
His mother it's horrible, Sarah.
He likes the train.
Hey, Mikey, look at the new|caboose.
A ninety-two-seven-three?! - Cool!|- Yeah! Nice! Watch What? A woman dies and you take her baby|from the scene of an accident.
You tell me that|you're looking for his family but I'm not supposed to say any of|this to my husband, the Sheriff.
It's not Walt, it's the system.
|The system is broken.
But you had another vision.
Just now.
Didn't you? I mean tell me I'm wrong|and I'm walking away.
I have to protect|this baby Sarah.
Okay.
I had a vision.
And it told me|that it might be a while.
I need your help.
Will you help me? Someone's hungry.
I mean Hi! Mikey's a good eater, Mikey? That was his name,|in the vision.
Oh! Just like J.
J.
I can remember|when he was like this Did he do the ironclad death grip|around your pinky thing? No he was more the tugger|than a squeezer.
Oh, when he was falling asleep|he used to jerk out violently like a little punk rocker.
Little Sid Vicious.
Yeah.
Anything is funny.
It used to freak me out.
It's been such a long|you forget.
What? How vulnerable they are.
How much they depend on you.
Never thought I'd be|doing this alone Hello.
Walt.
We're pretty sure that the van|was stolen out of Boston.
Looks like it used to transport|migrants workers illegal.
Witnesses? None so far.
Passengers probably|get throw from the van in the flood.
But we did find one woman in the van.
|She was trapped inside and drowned.
Any idea who she is? I put in a call to INS.
What did they think? They weren't very helpful,|needless to say.
Then they said they'll put somebody on it.
But|they're wayunderstaffed, they got budget cuts off.
These migrant workers come|through here every year.
They work on the H-2B visas,|then they hire coyotes to go back and smuggle|in the rest of their family.
Ten grand up front, and then they|work off when they got here.
Indentured servitude.
|In Maine.
How do they get them|into the country? Same way you get anything else|in the country.
Shipping containers.
They bring them|all the way from Mexico.
My buddy over in State Police found|an abandoned container six months ago.
Buncha people smothered inside 'cause|the coyotes got spooked and left 'em.
So, you don't know anything|about the dead woman? I was hoping|you could tell me.
Put a stop to this|human smuggling.
I used to be happy to put a name|on this woman's headstone.
Maybe notify her family.
"If he can't walk, help him.
" "Let's go! We're late.
Let's go!" There were nine, maybe ten people.
|They were part of a larger group smuggled in a rail container.
Anything else? No nothing.
Thanks for comin' out on such|an ugly night John.
We will meet back you later.
And keep the van clean.
"How is the moon?" "Good and dark.
" Keep going.
Only for you, man.
I should be at home|sleepin' like a baby.
Whoever coined that expression|must have never had one.
So what are we looking for, besides|the best bean burrito in Bangor? I'm betting the baby's father was waiting here for|the van to show up.
He might still be here waiting.
How do you tell a man that|his wife is dead? I don't know but|we're about to find out.
At least it's nice to know you|need me for my muscle.
No I brought you because|you habla espanol right? Oh.
Yeah.
Sure.
It was on your resume|when I updated it.
Uno cervicio por favor Anyone here waiting for a van? Hola.
Hi.
Hola.
I was hoping you can help me.
Go ahead.
I think you'll probably|beyond my help, but I will try.
|For five dollars.
What? I'm looking for someone.
Doesn't look familiar.
|Hands up.
You are a terrible dancer.
Thank you.
I'm John.
Eva.
So John, why are you looking|for this man? Stand closer, what, you are afraid|to touch me? Hips tighter.
You're not having|a stroke, are you? White boys can't handle this music.
|They think it's too nasty.
Thank you very much.
Keep the change.
How do you say: perhaps|there has been some mistake? Stop! Stop! You gringos walk around here|like you own this place.
Well you don't own me! You owe my five dollars.
And I'm|not leaving until I get it.
Move so he can get to his pockets.
Don't think I ain't gonna|collect from you, too.
Tough guys, get beat up|by a little chiquita.
Stay out of Roosevelt Park.
Thanks.
I think.
That was some pretty good advice.
This is no place for gringos,|white or black.
Mami "Be strong, Eva.
" "For me.
" Mami Why does it feel like this is the|longest night of my life? If I was gonna get worked over, at least I thought|it was going to be by a beautiful Black woman.
Bruce I saw something back there.
What? About that woman, the dancer.
I think she is connected to this|all thing, but it's not clear yet.
I keep seeing her|as a little girl.
That's weird.
I had another vision too,|off the guy with the pipe.
I've seen people like migrants|or something trapped in a container.
They're gonna die|if we don't find them.
We better get Walt|on the phone.
No not yet.
I think that's why|I ended up with this baby.
You know what? I think finding|the father is the key to this whole thing.
Baby's asleep.
I have got to get this shirt into|the laundry before Walt sees it.
So did you found his father? Yes and no.
But you're going to, right? I'm doing my best.
Sarah, thank you.
Yeah.
It was kind'a fun, actually.
He was asleep.
Dad, when you adopted me,|why did you name me Mikey? You're named for|your father, Miguel.
He worked very hard.
He sacrificed to bring you|here from Mexico.
What did he sacrifice? Everything.
He sacrificed everything.
You owe me 87 bucks.
It's crazy what|having a kid cost! You've got a college fund.
|We need a diapper fund.
Shut! Look at him.
Oh Oh, oh, oh How did little man sleep? Come|to Uncle Bruce and tell all.
Little man ate, slept and pooped,|which is more than I can say for someone.
Too much info, man.
How do parents do it? It's a|good thing I was in a coma, I think worries of a newborn|would have put me in one.
Most parents show in a|walking coma anyway.
You have a look at their eyes.
|Dead.
No light on in the attic.
Do me a favor, grab him a new outfit?|He looks dorky in this one.
Ho yeah, yeah.
|The blue one puppies? Yeah.
What about the yellow one|with fuzzy duckies? He's got the fuzzy duckies.
You know what's wild?|I'm getting visions of him.
Anything helpful? They're of me and him and|it takes place in the future.
I only know this little guy a couple hours and|I keep seeing myself like watching him grow up.
I feel like A father.
Yeah.
But Johnny.
You know|what that means.
Maybe we never|find his father.
Maybe the guy goes|back to Mexico.
Maybe he couldn't keep him.
Maybe I end up|adopted little Mikey.
Or maybe something bad happenned to the father|something that we need to prevent? Did you see this? It was on the mother's jacket.
It got wet.
Ink's all smeared.
|Looks like a letter.
I am counting the days|'til I see you and Miguelito again.
My trailer here|at the camp is small, but it's big enough for|the three of us.
And I painted|it your favorite color at least it will be now.
The paint was left over from|my last job at the Pink Lobster.
Their idea of a tip.
Only one more month.
I will be waiting.
Remember, this is for our boy.
Be safe, my love.
Hey.
You know that rundown homes|that we pass on the way to the lake? Yeah, the workers use them|when they were cutting that timber.
That's it.
We didn't forget about you.
No way, no Rock paper scissors? I have to go Uncle Bruce.
You sure you don't want to take Walt with you|on this one? I mean your friend with the pipe? No, I'll be fine.
About you? Uncle Brucie? I am the baby sitter's master Hurry! White guy came by the|bar asking about Miguel.
I don't know anything about it,|Ricky! I just was there.
I bet you all say nothing.
Have to make an example then.
You see what happens? "You see what happens when|you talk to the gringos?" When I find Miguel,|I'm gonna kill him.
If miguel tells the police|it was my van, we all go back.
You got that? All you! We don't know anything.
|Please.
Go away.
I only want to help Miguel.
|You understand? I want to help him.
|And you.
I saw you on TV.
|Mi gato is missing.
Can you find my little cat? Here is his collar Miguel.
So why is a rich white psiquico|looking for a Mexican? So, you moonlight|as a freelance Salsa teacher? Something like that.
We've got another one.
She's dead.
Congratulations, Agent Gordon.
INS.
Get in.
So, who do you have to piss off in|Immigration to get posted here in Maine? People in danger aren't so|concerned about the scenery.
Big desert or big trees.
|It's all the same thing.
Yes, it is.
You want him to testify in the death|of his wife to bring on the coyotes.
We need to find him first.
|You gonna tell me where we're going? Dios mio, what kind|of psychic are you? We'll hit some other|migrant encampments.
There's a big blueberry|farm up the mountain there.
He might have gone|to stay with friends.
Walt.
What's going on? You tell me, John.
You could've waited|in the car.
This is just gonna take a sec.
Yeah, so's this.
|Where's your, huh Bathroom's on the right.
Make it quick.
We've gotta find|Miguel before Ricky's posse does.
It's just take a minute.
|I take care of a domestic situation.
Ho, is that what this is about? Alien baby slimed me.
Then he looks at me|all innocent like "I didn't do nothing".
Kid's a champion spewer.
He's never done that to me.
John, we need to talk.
You lied to me John.
Not to mention a little act of kidnapping|among other felony offenses.
How could you put me|in this position? This isn't about you.
Who are you calling? Child services.
You do that and the baby|is gonna end up dead.
I need to talk to a case|worker that I can trust.
A woman named Carla Cumming,|she's a good lady.
Walt, the system is flawed.
That's why I couldn't tell you.
Bring me, I saw the kid's future,|it's not a bright one.
I made a promise|to a dying mother Damn! I broke it! Hey, don't say "damn".
Caray! Mike! Don't tell me what to say.
Hey.
Hey.
My real Dad wouldn't|tell me what to say.
How come you|never told me? Told you what? What happened to him.
You lied to me.
I didn't have a choice He's not a lost dog.
|You can't just keep a baby.
Especially not one you found|at the scene of a homicide.
I know.
I know, you're right.
I just need a little bit|more time, ok? Just some more time|to find his father.
You have any leads? Let's move on, Smith! Who the hell is that? I hooked up with this INS agent INS agent? Dios mio, he is gay.
You really crossed the line|on this one, John! Just give me|a few hours, alright? I can't.
It's more than just Miguel, Walt.
There are others.
I had a strange vision.
Vision? A container of people|are going to die.
Where? I don't know.
I can't explain it.
But she can help me|find them.
She is important.
For whom do I bless this St.
|Michael medal? It's for me Father.
From my son.
St.
Michael, slayer of evil, keep this child safe from harm Walt, please.
You've got one hour.
There's one favor I need to ask.
Yeah, what's that? Make sure he burp for at|least ten minutes, allright?.
What? Hey Hey You holding out on me, Smith? What do you mean? You and your boyfriend|have a kid? Enough with the boyfriend|please.
It's a cat.
Total screamer.
|Separation anxiety.
Siamese.
Let's start.
Let's go before he start to throws himself|to the door.
It's ugly, you really don't want to see that.
Allright, this blueberry farm's up|off of 75, it's a long drive.
Yeah, we gotta make|a stop first, we'll be fine.
Why did we come here? You'll see.
It's a prayer service for the woman|who was killed in the van accident.
That's Carmen Miguel's wife.
He's gotta be here somewhere.
I'm gonna check downstairs.
I'll see if I can find the priest.
I know you're grieving, but you must understand|the Lord has a plan for each of us.
Where is my baby? They said they both were|killed in the crash.
Where is he? Where is his body?! Miguel? No, wait! Pare! No quiero hacer te dano.
There was nothing I could do.
He went for my gun Who are you?! What do you want|with Miguel?! No! Damn it! You screwed this up.
I should have known better than|to trust some bleeding heart head case.
He was this close! If we call the Sheriff's department, they've|got the manpower to search the area.
I'd rather put my own|people on it.
Inter-agency rivalries.
|You know, everybody out for themselves.
That could be a problem.
The subject just left|Our Lady of Hope.
Caray!|Psychic hotline works.
Yeah.
I'll get Miguel, and the only link to|the accident goes away.
We're back in business.
Vamos.
Look, I'm sorry I got so angry before.
I just want what's best|for these people.
I understand.
So where do we go from here? I'll coordinate my team|and we'll get back out.
I'll drop you.
After screwing up your plan,|it's the least I can do.
I have a bizarre vision.
People.
|There's lots of them.
In a very dark and cramped space.
Sheriff Bannerman told me that the coyotes smuggle|immigrants across the country in shipping containers.
So I assumed the people that I was|seeing were the same ones in the van.
How do you know they weren't? Those people got out.
People I keep seeing are|trapped.
They are dying from exposure, dehydration.
I think that they're in|a second container.
Maybe one the coyotes|never come back for.
The problem is I don't know|where the container is.
But I think you do.
What are you talking about? Eva, my visions just give me|pieces of the puzzle.
I don't have all the answers.
That's why I need you.
You made a deal with|the coyotes.
You're crazy.
No, I think i know why|you're doing this.
You don't know anything about me.
Listen, I know more|than you think.
I know what it took for you|to get your citizenship.
I know why you became an immigration|officer to help your people.
You see, but|you don't understand.
No, I understand.
I understand you would have shot|Miguel if you'd had the chance.
What is it, the people in the container|in exchange for the father? A dead woman brings a lot|of unwanted attention.
It's a numbers game.
Ok, one life for twenty.
|Even you must see the value in that? They would have left|those people to die.
Get back in the car.
Get in the car! You don't want to do this.
You don't see what's|happening out here.
People being stepped on like|so many grains of sand.
These people, they come|here for a better life.
You should never have stuck your nose|in there, nobody would've gotten hurt.
These people are not going to|keep their end of the bargain.
They're going to kill Miguel, and me.
|And you eventually.
When you no longer|matter to them.
I saw it, Eva.
You, little girl trying to cross|the border with your mother.
A frightened little|girl hanging on to life.
Shut up.
You sat there for two days and brushed the flies away|from your dead mother, praying that someone|would come.
Someone would|come to save you.
How many grains of sand|is it going to take to make a difference? What is this? He knows everything.
|He figured it out.
It doesn't matter now.
|We took care of Miguel.
I gave you what you wanted,|now let the others go free.
Allright, our agreement.
You want to put that away? You never told me|which container it is.
"It's allright.
Everything|is allright.
Calm down.
" We had a deal.
"I don't make deals|with little girls.
" You're making a mistake, Ricky.
Ha-ha.
.
tss-tss You made the mistake, mi chica.
You started to make a deal|with these people lifes.
Miguel You're okay? Get my scars.
|Key's in my pocket.
Quick.
Alright.
Listen, tell them|the police are coming.
"The police is coming" "No police! No, no " We're approaching|the ship yard, right now.
Hey there's the flare.
Right, the container is|in the northeast quadrant.
The northeast quadrant.
|We going in.
Keep you heads up.
Come on out.
It's okay.
"it's alright" Come on out.
Are you alright? Eva! Go to him! Cover her.
Let's go! Get an ambulance! Hold on.
Just hang on, Eva! Excuse me Hold on.
He's going for Eva's gun! Hey.
Come here.
Your hour it's up.
You know you took|a huge chance, don't you? It was the only way I could|find the container Walt.
Once I found what Eva was up to, it was too late to stop.
What the hell made you think|you could trust her, anyway? When I saw what|she'd been through.
I knew she wanted|to do the right thing.
I think she'd just|lost sight of how to do it.
Sarah's take car of the baby.
I think somebody else might|want to see him.
Yeah, I think you're right.
Good job.
You too.
Thanks for this award.
I've always|loved trains and it was pretty cool|inventing a solar powered model.
I'd like to dedicate this|prize to the man who always helped me every|step of the way.
My dad.
I love you, Papi.
Well, I guess I can't put|this off anylonger.
It's your son.
Miguelito "Come to your father" Just got off the phone|with immigration.
It's like Eva is gonna be charged with|obstructing of justice among other things, but her cooperation in shutting down|Penobscot's human trafficking ring is gonna be acknowledged.
She didn't totally fall from|grace, thanks to you John.
And Miguel? USCIS is gonna give him|special visa consideration.
He likes trains.
Something to remember me by I almost forgot This is yours.
To remember us by.
St.
Michael.
He stops bad things in the world.
Like you do.
Thanks.
|I have been in coma since 6 years.
When i wake up, i found my fiancée married| to an other man Raising my son.
|Everything has changed Including me.
One touch, and i see things|Things that had happend, things that will happend You should see what i see Hey, man, let's get a move on! Somebody else could be hitting|on her right now! No.
No, no, no, no.
|No, you are not doing this to me again.
I found it in the attic.
Johnny, I spent four weeks icing this girl's totally|healthy rotator cuff until I got her number.
Now she invites us to her birthday|party, complete with totally hot friends, and you're playing with toys.
Hey Lionels.
Right? My dad gave|this me when I was a kid.
That's so amazingly poignant.
|Now let's go.
Ho look at this! "Mountain Steam Locomotive".
|Do you have any idea rare this is Bruce? Not as rare as a single, funny, beautiful, female African-American|lawyer in Maine.
Get in the car.
Brake before the curve, man, then|accelerate out.
It's simple physics.
"A," it's my car and "B," I've|been driving since I was sixteen, and "C," I don't want|to be here.
What the hell? Whoa! Wait!|Wait a minute! Hold on, wait Listen.
What the hell is going on? There's somebody down there.
Yeah.
Oh my God There's someone|still trapped inside! Wait a sec! Come on.
It's a woman! She's trapped|behind the driver's seat.
I'm going in.
|Hold this, hold this Johnny, wait! Be carreful, man! Por favor, por favor! Llevelo! Mi niño, - Grab the baby.
|- What? Damnit! ##### (remove?) Go back in.
John! I've got to get her out.
Be careful.
Give me your hand! La mano! Come on.
Her legs are trapped.
|She's totally pinned.
John.
You've got|to get out of there! The baby is sure.
Save the baby! It's moving! Mi niño.
John! John! John! Over here! Get out of here.
This way.
|Give me your hand.
You drive.
Meet your new family.
I really hope it works|out this time.
Physical threats.
Gang activity.
Police intervention.
Look kid, I don't want to send you to|juvie.
But it's out of my hands.
Sheriff's office.
Hello? You callin' Walt? I can't.
I can't explain, but terrible things are going to happen|if we give this baby to Walt right now.
But Walt It's not Walt.
It's the system.
Call 911.
Make it anonymous.
|But don't mention the baby.
Johnny, that woman but we can't help her now.
But we can help her son.
We can't leave the scene of an accident.
|And we can't take that baby with us.
What does "cuídenmelo" mean? Um, it means, take him no, take care of him for me.
Keep him safe.
That's what we're gonna do.
We've got to keep him safe.
Look, he likes it.
Hey, Bruce! Come get some sleep man.
We'll start|looking for his family tomorrow.
Are you sure it's okay to leave|you alone with that? He's not a "that.
" He's a he.
I am a father, in case you forgot.
Well, if you're a father,|you'll know what that smell is.
I'm sorry about the party.
What party? Oh.
Helloooo thank God,|you've got power.
J.
J.
's at a sleepover,|Walt's on graveyard shift Hey, Bruce! and the power went out Baby? Good luck.
Aren't you a cutie? Really making ends|meet by babysitting? Not exactly.
What do you think? You think his|diaper needs changing? Ho yeah.
Oh by the way And this "historic" playpen|violates every child safety law.
That playpen was|good enough for me.
Come on Johnny,|whose baby is it? Uh, friend of mine Johnny? And why all these diapers? I didn't know what size he in.
I didn't|know how long he would be here.
Hu-hu|Why are you lying? That must have been|a hell of a vision.
It was.
How long are you planning|on keeping him? Some sure|he's gonna be okay.
I'll try to find his family, whatever he's from.
His mother it's horrible, Sarah.
He likes the train.
Hey, Mikey, look at the new|caboose.
A ninety-two-seven-three?! - Cool!|- Yeah! Nice! Watch What? A woman dies and you take her baby|from the scene of an accident.
You tell me that|you're looking for his family but I'm not supposed to say any of|this to my husband, the Sheriff.
It's not Walt, it's the system.
|The system is broken.
But you had another vision.
Just now.
Didn't you? I mean tell me I'm wrong|and I'm walking away.
I have to protect|this baby Sarah.
Okay.
I had a vision.
And it told me|that it might be a while.
I need your help.
Will you help me? Someone's hungry.
I mean Hi! Mikey's a good eater, Mikey? That was his name,|in the vision.
Oh! Just like J.
J.
I can remember|when he was like this Did he do the ironclad death grip|around your pinky thing? No he was more the tugger|than a squeezer.
Oh, when he was falling asleep|he used to jerk out violently like a little punk rocker.
Little Sid Vicious.
Yeah.
Anything is funny.
It used to freak me out.
It's been such a long|you forget.
What? How vulnerable they are.
How much they depend on you.
Never thought I'd be|doing this alone Hello.
Walt.
We're pretty sure that the van|was stolen out of Boston.
Looks like it used to transport|migrants workers illegal.
Witnesses? None so far.
Passengers probably|get throw from the van in the flood.
But we did find one woman in the van.
|She was trapped inside and drowned.
Any idea who she is? I put in a call to INS.
What did they think? They weren't very helpful,|needless to say.
Then they said they'll put somebody on it.
But|they're wayunderstaffed, they got budget cuts off.
These migrant workers come|through here every year.
They work on the H-2B visas,|then they hire coyotes to go back and smuggle|in the rest of their family.
Ten grand up front, and then they|work off when they got here.
Indentured servitude.
|In Maine.
How do they get them|into the country? Same way you get anything else|in the country.
Shipping containers.
They bring them|all the way from Mexico.
My buddy over in State Police found|an abandoned container six months ago.
Buncha people smothered inside 'cause|the coyotes got spooked and left 'em.
So, you don't know anything|about the dead woman? I was hoping|you could tell me.
Put a stop to this|human smuggling.
I used to be happy to put a name|on this woman's headstone.
Maybe notify her family.
"If he can't walk, help him.
" "Let's go! We're late.
Let's go!" There were nine, maybe ten people.
|They were part of a larger group smuggled in a rail container.
Anything else? No nothing.
Thanks for comin' out on such|an ugly night John.
We will meet back you later.
And keep the van clean.
"How is the moon?" "Good and dark.
" Keep going.
Only for you, man.
I should be at home|sleepin' like a baby.
Whoever coined that expression|must have never had one.
So what are we looking for, besides|the best bean burrito in Bangor? I'm betting the baby's father was waiting here for|the van to show up.
He might still be here waiting.
How do you tell a man that|his wife is dead? I don't know but|we're about to find out.
At least it's nice to know you|need me for my muscle.
No I brought you because|you habla espanol right? Oh.
Yeah.
Sure.
It was on your resume|when I updated it.
Uno cervicio por favor Anyone here waiting for a van? Hola.
Hi.
Hola.
I was hoping you can help me.
Go ahead.
I think you'll probably|beyond my help, but I will try.
|For five dollars.
What? I'm looking for someone.
Doesn't look familiar.
|Hands up.
You are a terrible dancer.
Thank you.
I'm John.
Eva.
So John, why are you looking|for this man? Stand closer, what, you are afraid|to touch me? Hips tighter.
You're not having|a stroke, are you? White boys can't handle this music.
|They think it's too nasty.
Thank you very much.
Keep the change.
How do you say: perhaps|there has been some mistake? Stop! Stop! You gringos walk around here|like you own this place.
Well you don't own me! You owe my five dollars.
And I'm|not leaving until I get it.
Move so he can get to his pockets.
Don't think I ain't gonna|collect from you, too.
Tough guys, get beat up|by a little chiquita.
Stay out of Roosevelt Park.
Thanks.
I think.
That was some pretty good advice.
This is no place for gringos,|white or black.
Mami "Be strong, Eva.
" "For me.
" Mami Why does it feel like this is the|longest night of my life? If I was gonna get worked over, at least I thought|it was going to be by a beautiful Black woman.
Bruce I saw something back there.
What? About that woman, the dancer.
I think she is connected to this|all thing, but it's not clear yet.
I keep seeing her|as a little girl.
That's weird.
I had another vision too,|off the guy with the pipe.
I've seen people like migrants|or something trapped in a container.
They're gonna die|if we don't find them.
We better get Walt|on the phone.
No not yet.
I think that's why|I ended up with this baby.
You know what? I think finding|the father is the key to this whole thing.
Baby's asleep.
I have got to get this shirt into|the laundry before Walt sees it.
So did you found his father? Yes and no.
But you're going to, right? I'm doing my best.
Sarah, thank you.
Yeah.
It was kind'a fun, actually.
He was asleep.
Dad, when you adopted me,|why did you name me Mikey? You're named for|your father, Miguel.
He worked very hard.
He sacrificed to bring you|here from Mexico.
What did he sacrifice? Everything.
He sacrificed everything.
You owe me 87 bucks.
It's crazy what|having a kid cost! You've got a college fund.
|We need a diapper fund.
Shut! Look at him.
Oh Oh, oh, oh How did little man sleep? Come|to Uncle Bruce and tell all.
Little man ate, slept and pooped,|which is more than I can say for someone.
Too much info, man.
How do parents do it? It's a|good thing I was in a coma, I think worries of a newborn|would have put me in one.
Most parents show in a|walking coma anyway.
You have a look at their eyes.
|Dead.
No light on in the attic.
Do me a favor, grab him a new outfit?|He looks dorky in this one.
Ho yeah, yeah.
|The blue one puppies? Yeah.
What about the yellow one|with fuzzy duckies? He's got the fuzzy duckies.
You know what's wild?|I'm getting visions of him.
Anything helpful? They're of me and him and|it takes place in the future.
I only know this little guy a couple hours and|I keep seeing myself like watching him grow up.
I feel like A father.
Yeah.
But Johnny.
You know|what that means.
Maybe we never|find his father.
Maybe the guy goes|back to Mexico.
Maybe he couldn't keep him.
Maybe I end up|adopted little Mikey.
Or maybe something bad happenned to the father|something that we need to prevent? Did you see this? It was on the mother's jacket.
It got wet.
Ink's all smeared.
|Looks like a letter.
I am counting the days|'til I see you and Miguelito again.
My trailer here|at the camp is small, but it's big enough for|the three of us.
And I painted|it your favorite color at least it will be now.
The paint was left over from|my last job at the Pink Lobster.
Their idea of a tip.
Only one more month.
I will be waiting.
Remember, this is for our boy.
Be safe, my love.
Hey.
You know that rundown homes|that we pass on the way to the lake? Yeah, the workers use them|when they were cutting that timber.
That's it.
We didn't forget about you.
No way, no Rock paper scissors? I have to go Uncle Bruce.
You sure you don't want to take Walt with you|on this one? I mean your friend with the pipe? No, I'll be fine.
About you? Uncle Brucie? I am the baby sitter's master Hurry! White guy came by the|bar asking about Miguel.
I don't know anything about it,|Ricky! I just was there.
I bet you all say nothing.
Have to make an example then.
You see what happens? "You see what happens when|you talk to the gringos?" When I find Miguel,|I'm gonna kill him.
If miguel tells the police|it was my van, we all go back.
You got that? All you! We don't know anything.
|Please.
Go away.
I only want to help Miguel.
|You understand? I want to help him.
|And you.
I saw you on TV.
|Mi gato is missing.
Can you find my little cat? Here is his collar Miguel.
So why is a rich white psiquico|looking for a Mexican? So, you moonlight|as a freelance Salsa teacher? Something like that.
We've got another one.
She's dead.
Congratulations, Agent Gordon.
INS.
Get in.
So, who do you have to piss off in|Immigration to get posted here in Maine? People in danger aren't so|concerned about the scenery.
Big desert or big trees.
|It's all the same thing.
Yes, it is.
You want him to testify in the death|of his wife to bring on the coyotes.
We need to find him first.
|You gonna tell me where we're going? Dios mio, what kind|of psychic are you? We'll hit some other|migrant encampments.
There's a big blueberry|farm up the mountain there.
He might have gone|to stay with friends.
Walt.
What's going on? You tell me, John.
You could've waited|in the car.
This is just gonna take a sec.
Yeah, so's this.
|Where's your, huh Bathroom's on the right.
Make it quick.
We've gotta find|Miguel before Ricky's posse does.
It's just take a minute.
|I take care of a domestic situation.
Ho, is that what this is about? Alien baby slimed me.
Then he looks at me|all innocent like "I didn't do nothing".
Kid's a champion spewer.
He's never done that to me.
John, we need to talk.
You lied to me John.
Not to mention a little act of kidnapping|among other felony offenses.
How could you put me|in this position? This isn't about you.
Who are you calling? Child services.
You do that and the baby|is gonna end up dead.
I need to talk to a case|worker that I can trust.
A woman named Carla Cumming,|she's a good lady.
Walt, the system is flawed.
That's why I couldn't tell you.
Bring me, I saw the kid's future,|it's not a bright one.
I made a promise|to a dying mother Damn! I broke it! Hey, don't say "damn".
Caray! Mike! Don't tell me what to say.
Hey.
Hey.
My real Dad wouldn't|tell me what to say.
How come you|never told me? Told you what? What happened to him.
You lied to me.
I didn't have a choice He's not a lost dog.
|You can't just keep a baby.
Especially not one you found|at the scene of a homicide.
I know.
I know, you're right.
I just need a little bit|more time, ok? Just some more time|to find his father.
You have any leads? Let's move on, Smith! Who the hell is that? I hooked up with this INS agent INS agent? Dios mio, he is gay.
You really crossed the line|on this one, John! Just give me|a few hours, alright? I can't.
It's more than just Miguel, Walt.
There are others.
I had a strange vision.
Vision? A container of people|are going to die.
Where? I don't know.
I can't explain it.
But she can help me|find them.
She is important.
For whom do I bless this St.
|Michael medal? It's for me Father.
From my son.
St.
Michael, slayer of evil, keep this child safe from harm Walt, please.
You've got one hour.
There's one favor I need to ask.
Yeah, what's that? Make sure he burp for at|least ten minutes, allright?.
What? Hey Hey You holding out on me, Smith? What do you mean? You and your boyfriend|have a kid? Enough with the boyfriend|please.
It's a cat.
Total screamer.
|Separation anxiety.
Siamese.
Let's start.
Let's go before he start to throws himself|to the door.
It's ugly, you really don't want to see that.
Allright, this blueberry farm's up|off of 75, it's a long drive.
Yeah, we gotta make|a stop first, we'll be fine.
Why did we come here? You'll see.
It's a prayer service for the woman|who was killed in the van accident.
That's Carmen Miguel's wife.
He's gotta be here somewhere.
I'm gonna check downstairs.
I'll see if I can find the priest.
I know you're grieving, but you must understand|the Lord has a plan for each of us.
Where is my baby? They said they both were|killed in the crash.
Where is he? Where is his body?! Miguel? No, wait! Pare! No quiero hacer te dano.
There was nothing I could do.
He went for my gun Who are you?! What do you want|with Miguel?! No! Damn it! You screwed this up.
I should have known better than|to trust some bleeding heart head case.
He was this close! If we call the Sheriff's department, they've|got the manpower to search the area.
I'd rather put my own|people on it.
Inter-agency rivalries.
|You know, everybody out for themselves.
That could be a problem.
The subject just left|Our Lady of Hope.
Caray!|Psychic hotline works.
Yeah.
I'll get Miguel, and the only link to|the accident goes away.
We're back in business.
Vamos.
Look, I'm sorry I got so angry before.
I just want what's best|for these people.
I understand.
So where do we go from here? I'll coordinate my team|and we'll get back out.
I'll drop you.
After screwing up your plan,|it's the least I can do.
I have a bizarre vision.
People.
|There's lots of them.
In a very dark and cramped space.
Sheriff Bannerman told me that the coyotes smuggle|immigrants across the country in shipping containers.
So I assumed the people that I was|seeing were the same ones in the van.
How do you know they weren't? Those people got out.
People I keep seeing are|trapped.
They are dying from exposure, dehydration.
I think that they're in|a second container.
Maybe one the coyotes|never come back for.
The problem is I don't know|where the container is.
But I think you do.
What are you talking about? Eva, my visions just give me|pieces of the puzzle.
I don't have all the answers.
That's why I need you.
You made a deal with|the coyotes.
You're crazy.
No, I think i know why|you're doing this.
You don't know anything about me.
Listen, I know more|than you think.
I know what it took for you|to get your citizenship.
I know why you became an immigration|officer to help your people.
You see, but|you don't understand.
No, I understand.
I understand you would have shot|Miguel if you'd had the chance.
What is it, the people in the container|in exchange for the father? A dead woman brings a lot|of unwanted attention.
It's a numbers game.
Ok, one life for twenty.
|Even you must see the value in that? They would have left|those people to die.
Get back in the car.
Get in the car! You don't want to do this.
You don't see what's|happening out here.
People being stepped on like|so many grains of sand.
These people, they come|here for a better life.
You should never have stuck your nose|in there, nobody would've gotten hurt.
These people are not going to|keep their end of the bargain.
They're going to kill Miguel, and me.
|And you eventually.
When you no longer|matter to them.
I saw it, Eva.
You, little girl trying to cross|the border with your mother.
A frightened little|girl hanging on to life.
Shut up.
You sat there for two days and brushed the flies away|from your dead mother, praying that someone|would come.
Someone would|come to save you.
How many grains of sand|is it going to take to make a difference? What is this? He knows everything.
|He figured it out.
It doesn't matter now.
|We took care of Miguel.
I gave you what you wanted,|now let the others go free.
Allright, our agreement.
You want to put that away? You never told me|which container it is.
"It's allright.
Everything|is allright.
Calm down.
" We had a deal.
"I don't make deals|with little girls.
" You're making a mistake, Ricky.
Ha-ha.
.
tss-tss You made the mistake, mi chica.
You started to make a deal|with these people lifes.
Miguel You're okay? Get my scars.
|Key's in my pocket.
Quick.
Alright.
Listen, tell them|the police are coming.
"The police is coming" "No police! No, no " We're approaching|the ship yard, right now.
Hey there's the flare.
Right, the container is|in the northeast quadrant.
The northeast quadrant.
|We going in.
Keep you heads up.
Come on out.
It's okay.
"it's alright" Come on out.
Are you alright? Eva! Go to him! Cover her.
Let's go! Get an ambulance! Hold on.
Just hang on, Eva! Excuse me Hold on.
He's going for Eva's gun! Hey.
Come here.
Your hour it's up.
You know you took|a huge chance, don't you? It was the only way I could|find the container Walt.
Once I found what Eva was up to, it was too late to stop.
What the hell made you think|you could trust her, anyway? When I saw what|she'd been through.
I knew she wanted|to do the right thing.
I think she'd just|lost sight of how to do it.
Sarah's take car of the baby.
I think somebody else might|want to see him.
Yeah, I think you're right.
Good job.
You too.
Thanks for this award.
I've always|loved trains and it was pretty cool|inventing a solar powered model.
I'd like to dedicate this|prize to the man who always helped me every|step of the way.
My dad.
I love you, Papi.
Well, I guess I can't put|this off anylonger.
It's your son.
Miguelito "Come to your father" Just got off the phone|with immigration.
It's like Eva is gonna be charged with|obstructing of justice among other things, but her cooperation in shutting down|Penobscot's human trafficking ring is gonna be acknowledged.
She didn't totally fall from|grace, thanks to you John.
And Miguel? USCIS is gonna give him|special visa consideration.
He likes trains.
Something to remember me by I almost forgot This is yours.
To remember us by.
St.
Michael.
He stops bad things in the world.
Like you do.
Thanks.