The Dead Zone s04e10 Episode Script

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 I appreciate you driving us out|to see my father.
This was not a good day for my|car to break down.
It must be nice to have your dad|moving back to Cleaves Mills thought huh? "Nice" that's one way to look at it.
What, he wasn't happy|about leaving Florida? Well, he didn't really have a choice.
With|Mom gone and him suffering his second stroke, the doctors said it wasn't a good|idea for him to live alone anymore.
What about your place? He wouldn't even discuss that.
I told him I'd be there at ten.
|I just don't want to be late.
That's funny, when we were dating,|you were always late.
I was not.
Yes, you were.
I missed the first twenty minutes|of every movie we ever saw.
How did ET get to Earth? I don't know.
Why did the Empire|need to strike back? Beats me.
Way to go, Mom.
Okay.
Now you're|ganging up on me.
It's the next right.
Oh What's wrong? It smells in here.
Smells like what? Old people.
He said it.
You guys go on, ok.
I'm going|to visit the little old persons' room.
It's him, not me.
Excuse me ma'am.
I'll never get used to|these coed water closets.
It's been a little while since you've seen|Daddy so I feel like I should prepare you.
Prepare me? After Mom died, he became withdrawn.
And since his second|stroke his memory is not so good.
Alright.
Very good mister|Mr.
Colbert.
Very good.
Bruce? Hey! What are you doing here? I have a few physical therapy|patients here.
Hey, JJ.
Hey.
Sarah's father just|moved in here.
Really? That's great.
I mean, you know,|having him so close? Oh, my bad.
Everybody, this is|Mr.
Colbert.
Mr.
Colbert.
|These are some friends of mine! Mister Colbert.
I just got me a new hip!|Titanium! Looks like you're getting|around pretty good.
- Huh?|- You have to shout at him.
I said it looks like you're getting|around pretty well with that sir! Fast enough to stay ahead|of the Shadow Man! The Shadow Man? It's something|the patients made up.
Some 'thing' that they said walks the|halls at night snatchin' up peoples' souls.
That sounds cool.
It sounds terrible.
Well, we better|finish our walk.
Huh? Let's go! Lock your doors.
|He's coming for us all.
I hope he's not my father's|roommate.
That's pretty good.
I used to play a little|when I was young.
Always dreamed I was|the next Gene Krupa.
Hey, Dad! I guess that's enough for now.
I'm Sarah, the daughter.
Spyder.
The orderly.
- You a drummer, huh?|- Yeah.
- Do you have a band?|- Yeah.
Mostly we play in my garage.
We're trying to|get enough cash to cut a damned demo tape.
Studio time|costs big money.
Well, I better go see if|anybody fell down.
Mr.
Bracknell.
Remember me? I'm old, not stupid.
You used to climb|our oak tree.
That's right sir.
You kids ruined my back yard.
Tore up the bushes|and ruined the grass.
I brought JJ daddy.
JJ.
Say hi to your|grandfather.
What's the matter?|Cat got your tongue? Are you going to die soon? JJ! Daddy, I'm sorry Don't get your curlers|in a bunch.
About time someone around here|mentioned the eight hundred pound gorilla.
Come here.
You ever hear about|the Korean War? Dad he's not gonna|want to talk about.
Hum We're gonna go for a walk.
Good idea.
You guys take your time.
At least he's taking|an interest in his grandson.
A boy should know his|grandfather before it's too late.
Sarah Anne? Mrs.
Anderson? Oh my God! It's been twenty years.
I'd never forget|my little bumble bee! Bumble Bee.
|I forgot all about that.
She used to open our refrigerator|and stick her fingers in the honey jar.
Did she? I had no idea you were here.
Marty didn't mention it to you? No, we didn't really get|a chance to talk.
Oh, Johnny, I'm sorry.
|This is Mrs.
Anderson, a very dear friend of|my mom and dad.
We've met kind of.
Call me Bebe, everybody does.
Bebe's husband was in charge of|my dad's old Army unit in the war.
- They were all friends for nearly|- Fifty years.
That's amazing.
Joe's been gone six years now.
You don't know how it lifted my|spirits to see Marty here.
I'm happy that Dad|has got a friend here.
Oh, you know your father,|he's such a people person.
And how he loved your dear mother,|God rest her soul.
Well, I'm off to bingo.
|Don't be strangers.
Toodle-oo! - Sarah, that woman is|- A Godsend.
Maybe my father and I won't ever be close, but|at least I know he won't be completely alone.
You're sure the old|lady was dead? I'm sure.
No sign of violence?|Or a struggle? She was just sitting there dead.
Let's face it, people goes to|these retirement communities, ends up dying there.
|It's the ultimate one-way trip.
Bebe Anderson wasn't|checking out anytime soon.
Yeah, you know but you can|never tell of these things.
I knew this kid named|Donnie Palmer.
Big strong, athletic kid, he was|waiting for a bus one day.
Falls flat|on his face.
Dead! That's a heartwarming story.
Walt, Sarah ever talked|to you about her father? Why they don't get along? She's always kept that|part of her life secret.
I get the feeling she and her dad|were never really that close.
Her mom was kind|of the buffer, and when she died the relationship just|kinda got worse, you know? That's strange, because|when we were kids, Sarah and her dad|were very close.
I remember wishing my father|and I would more like them.
What do you think happened? When her mom died, we just|broken up for a few months.
She was like 'finding' herself.
Finding herself? New music, new friends, she dyed her hair pink.
|It was her 'punk phase'.
Jeez, you think|you know somebody.
You never had|a punk phase Walt? Look, John, about your vision.
|I'd appreciate if you don't tell Sarah.
At least until you know something|more.
So when you go up there Me? You want me to go|back out to Foxglove? I'm swamped here and until|there's some evidence of a crime Besides, Sarah could use|the moral support.
Pink hair, huh? Glad I missed that one.
Damnit, I'm down 50 cents.
|I'll raise you a quarter.
Hey dad! Don't you look pretty|as a picture? Thank you.
Dad, I brought a picnic.
I thought|we could eat outside.
It's such a nice day.
That sounds lovely.
Go have lunch with|your daughter, Marty.
I'm down a dollar and a half.
Don't be silly.
|It's only nickels and dimes.
It's easy for you to say.
The pension Joe left you|would choke a horse.
Oh, Dad, come on If it's money Marty,|I can lend you I don't want your money.
|I just want to be left alone.
Why is that so hard for everyone|to understand that? I'm sure he didn't mean to Sarah? Just the man|I was looking for.
Have you seen Sarah? No.
Thanks.
You can't leave yet.
What are you talking about? It's Live Entertainment Tuesday, and|the Great Boudini's van broke down.
The Great Boudini? I pick up a few bucks booking|talent for the residents.
Every Tuesdays a live|performance.
And today it was a magician.
What's that have|to do with me? May I present|"Jonathan the Mysterious".
Jonathan the Mysterious will now|select an object from the box and astound you with|his supernatural powers.
He's searching the darkest|corners of his mind.
You need to stop or Jonathan|the Mysterious is leaving.
Okay? - You know i love you, and i needed the intro|- But let me ok, sorry.
Jonathan the Mysterious needs complete silence.
Total stillness.
Absolute quiet.
Ladies and Gentlemen,|is there a Mrs.
Pforzheimer? Iris Pforzheimer? Yes! That's me! This is a locket that was given to you by your mother on your fourteenth birthday.
That's right! There's an inscription on the|inside It says to my to my darling Iris,|forever with love mama.
Thank you! Thank you! Samuel Johnson.
I am.
Mr.
Johnson is it true|that you owned a sailboat called the "True Love.
" That's right.
That's right.
And it was burned.
There was a mysterious|fire while it was docked, isn't that right, sir? There's no need|to go into all of that.
There was an insurance claim.
There was an arson|investigation.
There were many questions surrounding That's enough! I, uh, forgot to take|my medication! What about|the Shadow Man? Yes, what about that? I'm afraid|to leave my room at night! We want to know.
Tell us! Tell me, I want to know.
Alright, alright, that's enough.
|Let's thank our guest.
I was hoping|you might touch this? I'm sorry.
Thank you.
She can not go for solo walks.
What? She's going to die|somewhere in the woods.
I don't know what|it means either.
But you have to make sure she doesn't go|outside alone until I can figure it out, ok? Alright, alright, I'll pass|it along to the night shift.
Good morning, Cleaves Mills.
|We have a bright, sunny day.
Hello? She's dead, Johnny.
They found|her early this morning in her bed.
Who? Bebe Anderson.
Oh, doctor, I've tried|to contact the family.
There's a niece out in Arizona.
Oh, would you|excuse me, Doctor.
Oh, Sarah, I'm so glad you came.
|Your father is very upset.
He's in his room.
You go ahead.
Excuse me doctor,|my name is John Smith, I recently met Mrs.
Anderson.
Could you tell me|how she died? Well, we can't be sure until|we do an autopsy.
If you want my professional|opinion, sudden cardiac arrest.
She died in her sleep.
Thank you doctor.
It was the Shadow Man.
He took her just like he's|gonna take the rest of us.
I don't get it.
She died|in her bed, not in the woods.
When I told you not|to let her out alone, it must have changed|the future.
Yeah, well, that's what I'm saying,|I spoke to the night duty nurse and she said Mrs.
Anderson|never tried to go outside.
That she ate dinner|and went straight to bed It doesn't make any sense.
Unless it was|The Shadow Man? You don't actually believe|that nonsense? Normally, no.
But since I met you, I try to keep|an open mind about things.
You know, something|doesn't add up.
Hey, Spyder? That's right.
I thought you work|over at Foxglove? Takes more than one minimum wage|job to make a living in this town.
How's the music business? We're going to cut that|demo in a few weeks.
Good for you.
Dad? Margie? Daddy.
You okay? I thought I Never mind.
Listen, would you like to come stay with us tonight?|I've already talked to Mrs.
Stampwell about it.
No, I want to go back|to my room.
Ok, suit yourself.
I was thinking, before we go,|it might be nice visit Mom.
She's not here.
Fine.
Hey.
I'm going to be back here|soon you know For him.
I just hate to think that this is the|way we're going to leave things.
Sarah, neither one of my|parents lived long enough for me to tell them how|much they meant to me.
Sometimes I feel like there's|a gigantic hole in my life.
Maybe someday I'll get a chance|to tell the things I never did.
Just don't wait for|your chance.
Sometimes I think dying|is the easy part.
It's surviving those that|go before us that's hard.
Did your dad grieve when|your mother died? No.
He was too angry.
At God? At me.
Why was|he angry at you? Because he thinks|I killed my mother.
Is Marty in there? Yes, he's just standing|in her room, staring into space.
It's hard on the residents|when one of them passes.
It reminds them|of their own mortality.
I'd like to talk to him.
Oh, please.
Marty? Go away.
Not until I say what|I need to say to you.
Look, I know|I'm not family, sir.
That's right, you're not.
I think coming back here has|brought up some old feelings for you.
For Sarah, too.
And I think you could help|things if you'd just talk to her.
I'm sorry, who are you? I'm John.
I mean, who are you? Are you|someone who knows me? My life? My pain? No, but I'd like us to be friends.
Nearly everyone I've ever|known or cared about is dead.
My friends are dead.
With all due respect,|you're wrong about that.
You might be able to see|things other people can't.
But there's a lot about life|even you don't know.
And they both had numbers|written on them? Yeah, on the side of her foot|and across his leg.
It just doesn't make|any sense.
Johnny? Who is that guy? Uh, that's Mr.
Nichols.
He passed|away about a month ago.
He has the same room|as Bebe, didn't he? Well, now that you|mention it, yeah Johnny, what|the hell is going on? That's what I'd like to know.
What are we looking for? I don't know.
He's going to die|just like the others.
Who? Sarah's father.
I saw the shadow man.
Dad? Mary Jane says that you skipped|breakfast and lunch.
I wasn't hungry.
You know if you took Walt and I up on our offer, you|could be eating home-cooked meals every night.
We've been throught all this.
Well, I brought|your favorite soup.
Navy bean.
|It's mom's recipe.
Oh, Dad You have to keep up|your strength.
I don't have to do anything.
Is that Mom's scarf? Please, Margie - Sarah.
|- I can't do this, not now.
I've been looking for you.
It's going to be alright.
Sarah, the psych book|I lent you, I need it back.
Oh, my mom's gonna kill me,|i have to meet her to go shopping.
She hates when I'm late.
If she buys you that Donna|Karan skirt, can I borrow it? As if.
I need some air.
Hey, mom, it's me.
Got hung up|at the library, study, study, study.
I know I'm late, I'll see you soon.
|Oh, I love you! I love you, too, Sarah.
I've tried, every way|I can to get close to him.
He's hurting.
He's never going|to forgive me.
It wasn't your fault.
I was late.
I should have been|there, and I wasn't.
She didn't suffer.
You saw my mother die? She heard your voice|on the answering machine you told her|you were in the library that you were studying and she smiled|when you said that.
She did? Yeah.
You told her that|you loved her.
And then she picked up|a picture of you and she held it.
Sarah, your voice was the last thing|that your mother heard.
It was your words,|"I love you," she held inside her heart the moment that she passed.
What more could|a person want, right? If only I could|make him understand.
He will.
Right now he's just|a little preoccupied.
With what? Sarah, what if|this Shadow Man was just more than a figment of|Mr.
Colbert's overactive imagination? You think that someone's roaming the halls|at night, killing the residents of Foxglove? I've been having visions here,|three altogether.
What kind of visions? Dead bodies.
First it was Bebe, then a resident that died|here by a month ago.
You said there were three.
Daddy? Over my dead body! You're not listening to me.
If you stay here, there's a very|real chance that you could die.
As opposed to what?|Living forever? When did the child|become the parent? When the parent|started acting like a baby.
Excuse me.
What's|all this shouting? I'm taking my father home.
Like hell you are! You don't|have a legal leg to stand on.
It's not about that I'm afraid it is, Sarah.
|I'm sorry, but legally you can't discharge|him without his permission.
There has to be something we can|do to help keep my dad safe.
I've got a patrol car circling every hour and|Mrs.
Stampwell's added another man to security.
If anything happens to him.
It won't.
|We'll make sure of it.
The strangest part is that|Johnny start to think that Shadow Man character|might be real.
Can you imagine? Something|that steals people's souls? Well, this is creepy! Shhh.
Keep it down.
This is so wrong.
I know.
Shut the door man.
Rock, paper, scissors? Just help me lift it! Is it like the Crypt Keeper? It's empty.
Of course it's empty.
Her body was cremated.
Does your mother|know you're here? You shouldn't be sneaking out|in the middle of the night.
You can't fight The|Shadow Man on your own.
May I present Mrs.
Bebe Anderson.
Here boy, here boy! Comee on! Come on get it! Go get it now! I still don't get it.
Why would someone switch|Bebe's ashes for a dog's? Good question.
This is the only place between here and|Bangor that has an animal crematorium.
Right, and what's the connection between Foxglove,|the funeral home, and the animal shelter? I think he just walked|out the back door.
It's Spyder? Apparently, he need three minimumwage|jobs to make a living in this town.
Who the hell is that guy? That wasn't what|I think it was, was it? I don't know.
|Let us follow.
Who? Spyder? No, the other guy.
What is this place? I have no idea.
Alright, well, what now? Now we climb.
John, we've been out|here for ten minutes There's nothing out here|but trees and bushes, man.
Just a little further.
What's that smell? I don't know but|that can't be good.
You alright? What the hell did I trip on? Let's get out of here.
John, what the hell is this.
It's a soul snatcher! Your mother said that? Kinda.
There's no such thing as a demon|that snatches peoples' souls.
Not in this world anyway.
Maybe we should That's about enough|of this nonsense.
You stay here.
Lock|the door behind me.
And don't open it to anybody|but me.
You understand? Just in case I'm wrong.
What the hell - It's you.
|- Ho! God! Marty! You You you nearly|scared me to death.
Good.
That's what you've been doing|to other people, isn't it? It's not what you think.
Were you in Bebe's room the other night?|Were you there when she passed? God, no.
It's not like that.
You're not going to get away|with this.
I'm gonna tell them I'm gonna exactly Mr.
Bracknell?|Mr.
Bracknell, are you all right? I can't breathe.
It's ok, you having|another panic attack.
Look! I'm going get some help.
|You wait here, alright? Oh, dear Where are we going? Let's get the hell out of here.
Who are these guys? He said he couldn't breathe.
|His daughter is on her way.
Mr.
Bracknell? Get the others|and search the house.
Quickly, quickly.
It's a body farm.
Corn.
Wheat.
Soybeans.
Back in Indiana|we don't farm bodies.
It's a forensic training facility.
|Kinda like med school, except they use dead bodies|for scientific purposes, like studying rates of decomposition|in their natural environment.
The police, the FBI,|they all come here to study.
How come all the secrecy? Let's face it, a place|like this attracts Weirdos.
I have Mrs.
Anderson's paperwork.
|Everything seems in order.
I think you'll discover those|release forms have been forged.
By some of your own people.
a tall guy, goatee.
Apparently your man was in business|with a guy named Spyder.
The orderly at Foxglove.
Among other things.
Are you saying Spyder didn't kill anybody.
|No one did.
All of these people died|of natural causes.
Spyder was supposed to cremate|the bodies or bury them.
Instead, he was selling the bodys|out the back of the funeral home.
Dad? Dad? Is your father in there? You don't know? What is going on? It was all a misunderstanding.
He thought I was|the Shadow Man.
What? I swear, I didn't meant|to hurt anyone.
It's just that|they never sleep.
Old age.
The residents get out|of bed in the middle of the night.
Do you know how many|broken hips we had last year? I had to find a way|to keep them in bed.
I didn't mean any harm.
You made them believe that something|was trying to steal their souls? No, no, no, I would never That was|something they created themselves.
I was just trying to help.
They saw someone outside.
You better hope that nothing|had happen to my father.
Daddy! Here! Daddy? Sarah Oh my God.
Here.
Oh my God.
Are you alright? I was trying to get some help.
I was trying to get some help.
|Got lost.
And I'm hu I think I I think|I had broken my leg.
Okay, take it easy, just don't move,|alright? I want you to stay still Listen, JJ's back in my room.
I told him not|to open the door.
Ok, allright, just|don't move, ok, please? - No|- Don't move! I know you already blame me for Mom's death.
|I don't need to be blamed for yours, too.
I never blamed you.
- You didn't?|- No! Dad Why have you been shutting|me out all this time? Just completly pushing me away.
I was ashamed.
Of what? Of me? No, no, no Of myself.
You see.
I fell in love with your mother the very first time I saw her.
|Sixty years ago.
Sixty years ago.
And in all those years,|she was always there for me.
Always.
I know, daddy, please, don't do this|right now.
Let me get some help.
No, no, no You've got to ear this now.
Listen to me.
No matter what it was, she was there to protect me.
|To love me.
And then, when she needed me the most Look I know It It It was easier|to push you away than admit my failures.
As a man, and a husband and as a father.
I should have I should|have been there for her.
I should I should|have been there for you.
I'm sorry for that.
I hope you can forg I hope you can forgive me.
Please.
Oh daddy.
Oh I miss her so much.
Me, too.
Me, too.
JJ? What are you doing here? Sarah? How's your dad? He hurt his leg.
They're taking him to|the hospital.
I am going to ride with him.
What happened? Ask your son! Sorry I'm late.
Don't make it a habit.
I was just telling these guys that|they picked up Spyder in Boston.
He was trying to pawn his drum|kit for a bus ticket to Mexico.
He wasn't a bad kid.
Not very bright,|but he wasn't bad either.
People make a lot of bad choices|when they're confused.
You just|hope that the onces you love will|still be there for you when you finally figure|things out.
If it wasn't for John busting up|Spyder's operation, you would've ended up at|the body farm too, you know.
I'm still gonna end up|to the body farm.
What are you talking about? Well, I signed myself up|to be a body donor.
That place makes|a lotta sense.
Besides, a man like to think he still be useful|even when his earthly time is over.
In the end, who cares? I do! Yeah.
Me, too! Daddy! - Cool!|- Cool! Exactly.
I'm starving,|who wants to eat? Give me some watermelon.
I'll take some of a chicken.
Breast or wing? Easy, there's some kid present.
Whatever.
this guy's mind's|always in the gutter.
My mind?|How about yours? Would one of you be|kind enough to pass me a fork?