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- Previously on Haven...

- FBI! Who are you?
- Haven PD. Who are you?

- FBI. Are you deaf?

- Chief Wuornos, this is-

- Special Agent Audrey Parker.

- Gun trace came in.

It belongs to a guy I know:

Duke Crocker.

- You took my clothes.
- I saved your life.

- You must be Duke.

Oh!
I'm sorry. Are you all right?

- It's all right.
I didn't feel it.

- You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.

- Dave Tiggs.
My brother, Vince.

Publishers of the Haven Heraid.

- This could be why I thought
I recognize you.

- She looks like you.

- Yeah, I know.

You know that vacation time
I never take?

I need a few weeks.

There's just something
I need to look into.

- She's staying.

Maybe she can help you
with your troubles.

- Good night.

Running late again, Otis.

I'll be back tomorrow
to finish the week's receipts.

- Sounds good.
- Hannah!

- Dad.

- I thought you said you weren't
working here anymore.

- Well, I'm not working
very much.

- This is time you should
be spending with Bobby

or volunteering,

not wasting your time
in this pit of a bar.

- Hey! Watch your mouth.

- Listen, if you want
to spend your time

selling poison to losers,
that's your business.

If my daughter
wants to waste her time

bookkeeping for you,
that's mine!

- Come on inside.
I'll buy you a drink.

You liked it straight up,
from what I remember, right?

- You take care, Otis.

Hannah, let's go!

- Come on, sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

- What the hell?

- Sandwich meatball?
What?

I wonder when they put that
on the menu.

Well, good morning to you too,
Agent Parker.

- I need to know more
about her.

- I'm fine, thank you very much.
Nice of you to ask.

I didn't know
you were still in town.

- That's it?

That's all I get,
the folksy, local cop brush-off?

- I was shooting for civil.

- Okay, you know what?
You-

My bad.
Let me take this again.

You were the local beat cop
in that photo, right?

You would've taken a witness
statement from that woman.

- Maybe.
It was a long time ago.

- Wouldn't there be
an evidence file?

- It was a long, time, ago.

- This is a funny town
you've got here.

- Well I'd say "unique."

Now, is there a point
coming my way?

- I've been a lot of help
to you recently-discreet help.

And I was just hoping
for a little quid pro quo.

- Ooh, that sounds illicit.

- I was shooting for civil.

All right.

Okay, you know what?

It's gonna take
a couple of days.

How long are you
gonna be in town?

- Well, that depends on you.

- Okay, well, my advice to you
is, just relax.

Enjoy yourself.

You know what you ought to do
is go and visit

the Haven moose farm.

Not to be missed.

Enjoy the vacation.

- I don't do vacations.

- Then look at it
like a learning opportunity.

- Dad.

- Hey.

- You're still in Haven.

- Oh, apparently,
I'm vacationing.

- Actually, I'm looking
into the woman in the picture...

unsuccessfully.

- What can we do for you,
Nathan?

- There's something strange
down at the Rust Bucket.

I'm heading out.

- Hey, can I tag along?

I'm not really big
on the moose museum.

- It's actually a farm.

- Farm, gallery, museum...

Can I come?

- Well-
- I think it's a good idea.

Nathan here can use
all the help he can get.

- After you.

- Finally, some peace.

- Whoa.

All right,
so first question is,

why is there
a giant metal ball?

- Oh, everyone knows that ball.

- Second question:

there's a ball
everyone knows about?

- Yeah, it's part of a sculpture

that's usually
up on Green Street.

Been there forever.

Every year, high school seniors
try and steal it,

fail, pick something else.

- And they fail because...

- It's a big bronze ball.

- Someone's gonna pay for this!

- Excuse me, sir.

Agent-uh, Officer Parker,

Haven PD... sort of.

Did you see anything?

- Yeah, a big metal ball
crushed my place.

- Was there anybody pushing it
or a truck that unloaded it?

- Just a ball
rolling down the hill.

- How about is there a person
in particular

that you may have upset
recently?

- Ed Driscoll
was in my face last night.

- Driscoll was here?

- Yeah.

He's not a big fan of this place
since he gave up drinking.

- You know him?
- Yeah, I know him.

I also know his place
is up on Green Street.

- Where the ball was
up until last night.

You don't mind, do you?

- Mind what?

- That I invited myself along.

- It's a huge metal ball.
Who could resist that?

- Exactly.

- Well, there's nothing
complicated about that ball.

Outer shell of bronze,

filled with about three tons
of sand.

- And how long would you say
it's been anchored here?

- Church bought it in '68,
installed in '69.

Too heavy to move after.

- No rust on these chains.

- Oh, I only put them on
last year.

The new insurance company
made us do it.

I told them the ball
wasn't going anywhere.

- Bet you wish
you hadn't said that.

- All right,
let's go find Driscoll.

Well, he doesn't look
like the kind of guy

who'd get in fights
with bartenders

and then destroy the place.

- Just wait
until he opens his mouth.

- Why, do you know him well?

- More than I'd like.

- This child belongs to God now.

Amen.

- He will walk in the path
of the Lord with us.

It is up to each
and every one of us

to keep him
on that path.

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

- The best chance he has
of staying on God's path

is to live amongst the godly

and to steer clear
of the troubled and the ungodly.

Can I hear an "amen"?

Amen.

- Haven...

is a fine place
to raise a family.

But you and I know...

it is chock-full
of the ungodly!

Can I hear an "amen"?

Amen.

- What the hell was that?

- I have some history
with the rev.

- Yeah, well, you think you
could have told me that before?

- Probably should've.
- Yeah. Probably should've.

Okay, so what do you know
about him?

- He's a pompous,
self-righteous ass.

Never been violent,
as far as I know, just angry.

Been that way
since his wife died.

- All right, so do you think
you can keep that to yourself

while we go talk to the rev?

Hello?

- You left in a hurry.

And you must be
Special Agent Parker.

- You keeping tabs on me,
Reverend?

- You're here
about the sculpture.

- Tell us about the Rust Bucket.

- It's a cesspool.

Someone in the town did us
a favor and destroyed it.

- That someone being you?

- Agent Parker, has anyone
taken the opportunity

to welcome you properly
to our town?

- Answer Nathan's question.

- I don't condone violence
of any kind.

If wanted to destroy that bar,

would I use a sculpture
from this very church?

- Then why were you yelling
at the bartender last night?

- Hmm. Perfect timing.

Hannah!

Special Agent Parker,
this is my daughter Hannah

and her foster son, Bobby.

- Hi.

- Bobby, I told you, don't bring
that bike in the church.

- I'm sorry.
I forgot.

- Hannah, would you mind
telling Agent Parker

why I was expressing
my frustration

in the bar last night?

- Well, I'd, um-I'd rather not.

- My daughter hid from me
the fact

that she was working there.

And I went there to bring her
back to do God's work,

where her talents
can be a better service.

- Dad, everyone's waiting
for you at the reception.

- Duty calls.

- Hannah, do you have anything
that you may want to tell us

about what happened
at the Rust Bucket?

- No, sorry.

I only started working there,

and we left
hours before it happened.

- Bobby, you heard anything?
- No, sir.

- You mind keeping
an ear out for us?

- Sure, Nathan.

- Agent Parker?

My daughter Hannah makes
a dynamite seafood stew,

every Sunday night,
so if you're free,

we'd love to be able

to welcome you properly
to our town.

- Thanks, but I have this whole
gigantic metal ball thing

that I have to look into.

And I don't think
you're telling us everything

about why you were
at the Rust Bucket.

- Audrey, you're not from here,

so I've given you
the benefit of the doubt.

But let me make
something clear:

those are the last questions
I'll answer about that place.

- Wow, what a sweetheart.

So what was that
between you and his daughter?

- I asked Hannah to the prom
without her father's permission.

He found out
and said she couldn't go.

- So the prom is why the rev
would barely look at you?

- Well, that,
and 'cause we ignored him,

went up to the ledge,
and watched a meteor shower.

- And...

- And...

meteor showers
are better naked.

- Nathan Wuornos!
- Uh-huh.

- Just another teenage boy

trying to take
a girl's clothes off.

- No, the meteor shower
was my idea.

The rest was hers.
- Ah.

Polyester is so beneath you.

- Hello?

- Nathan!
- Parker?

- Nathan!
- Parker!

Audrey!

- What did I do on my vacation?

I was cocooned by a blanket.

You came and cut me out.
No big deal.

- Still think
you should get checked out.

- You know what?
I'll-I'll live, okay?

And I know you'll think
this is ridiculous,

but when you think about it,

it's got to be the rev
that's doing it.

He collects butterflies,

and I saw a butterfly
right before I was cocooned.

God, I can't believe
I'm saying that.

- Me either.

- Look, you can deny
that strange things

are going on around here,

but we need to press the rev,
and we need to press him hard.

- What are you gonna say?

"You wrapped me up in a cocoon.
Confess."

- Yeah, you might have a point.

- We need to talk to Hannah
without the rev around.

I already called
the church office.

She's at the food bank.

Her favorite days are when
her father's somewhere else.

- They said that?

- Well, I might have added
that part.

- Here you go, Howard.

- Thank you.

Bobby, I'm gonna take
a break, okay?

- You know what?
A break sounds great.

- Hannah, can I talk alone
with you for a minute?

- Well-
- Bobby, let's take a walk.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

- It's really great
that Bobby

does volunteer work
with you like that.

- Well, to tell you the truth,
he won't leave my side.

Getting him to school
in the morning

is not for the faint of heart,
believe me.

- So you're his
foster mom, right?

- Well, my dad
took him in a year ago.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

- His family
was in a car accident.

Bobby was the only survivor.

- So your dad took him in,
but you're his foster mom?

- Dad's good
at the big gestures.

It's the day-to-day stuff
that bores him.

- Yeah.

You know,
taking in a child,

that's, uh-that's an amazing,
beautiful thing.

- Actually, you know what?
I didn't think I could do it.

What the rev wants,
the rev gets.

And now I can't imagine life
without him.

- The rev's not easy.

- He's okay.

He's the one that brought me
home from the hospital

when my parents died.

And I don't think I came out
of my room for a week,

and he didn't try to make me.

And after a while, I started
coming down for breakfast,

and he didn't say a word to me,
just brought me to school.

He's cool that way.

- Is he always cool that way?

Between me and you,
I promise.

- He has moods.

And when he gets weird,
I just go to my room, but...

Hannah just takes it.

She's just more used to it,
I guess.

- Your dad has quite a temper,
doesn't he?

- He doesn't like surprises,
that's all.

He's just-
he's protective.

- Is that why he doesn't
want you to work?

- You know,
I know that it's pathetic

that I don't stand up to him.

I always promise myself I will,
and then I never do.

If you'll excuse me,
I have to finish this.

- Agent Parker!

How dare you?
- Hold on, Rev.

- Harass my daughter
when she's doing God's work!

- You hit your daughter, Rev?

- I have nothing
to explain to you.

- Nathan.
- I see it.

- What are you doing?

Hey!

- The last time I saw
a butterfly like that,

I ended up in a cocoon.

- Have you both
lost your minds?

What's happening?

My God!
What's happening?

Hey! What are you doing?

- Go! Go! Go! Go!

So you think I'm crazy now?

- I never said you were crazy.

- This isn't
the first weird thing

I've seen in Haven, Nathan,

and I've only been here a week,

so just-can you tell me
what's going on?

- Every town's got
a few skeletons in the closet.

- Well, this is a big
freaking closet.

All right,
can we at least agree

that whatever's going on here,
this is not normal?

- Yeah.

- And can we also agree

that whoever's behind this,
it can't be the rev?

- Unfortunately.

- Which means
it's someone else.

- Did I say,
"unfortunately"?

You know what's not
working for me?

- The Bucket.

- Yup.
Why isn't it working for you?

- Since the rev's
no longer a suspect,

the bar's got nothing to do
with the hotel or the church.

- They do have
one thing in common.

- What's that?
- Hannah Driscoll.

- Hannah's got nothing
to do with this.

- She worked at the Bucket,

she was there
when I grilled her father,

and she has issues
with the rev.

- But she didn't have issues
with the Rust Bucket.

Why destroy it?

- Okay, let's get
the bartender in here

and see what we can find out.

- Fine.

- What was Hannah Driscoll
doing for you?

- Just bookkeeping,
deposits, payroll,

like that.

- Does she have any reason
not to like you?

- Why? What did she say to you?

- Just answer the question.

- I was gonna fire her.

- Why?

- She was dipping in the till.

- Hannah Driscoll?

- I told her I was thinking
of letting her go

right before
this freak ball thing.

- Can you give us a second?

If he was firing her,

it would give her motive
to destroy the place.

- I don't see Hannah stealing.

- Nathan, your prom
was last century.

She had a strong motive
to attack me.

- I could subpoena
her bank records.

- I'm sorry,
but yeah-

yeah, I think
you need to do that.

- Just heard back from the bank.

Hannah Driscoll doesn't have
a bank account in Haven.

- Damn, I had a good feeling
about that one.

- But Hannah has $57,000
in an account in Bangor-

far enough away to keep it
secret from the rev.

- Well, you could've led
with that.

- Mm, could've.

- I got nothing to say to you

except get the hell
off my porch.

- Now, that's just unfriendly,

considering
we just saved your life.

- You looking for the Lord

in the bottom
of a scotch bottle?

- I take Him where I find Him.

- We're here to see Hannah.

- She's not here.

- Where is she?

- Out.

- Where?
- Rev.

- Don't you call me that!

- Reverend Driscoll,
I think that Hannah

was the one
that attacked you.

- Then you're a fool,
Officer Parker,

because I wasn't attacked.

- Well, then what would you
call it?

Did you know that Hannah
had almost $60,000

in a bank account?

She was fired for stealing
from the Rust Bucket.

That's why she destroyed it.

- That's not possible.

- Hey, Hannah?
Are you here?

- She's not here.

She's at the junior high school
science club.

Oh, I pity you, Nathan.

You walk alone, but you think
your shadow is the Lord's.

But the lord cast you out,
and now you're truly alone.

- Maybe I am alone.

Maybe I always will be.

But I'm not trying
to lose myself

in the bottom of a bottle.

- Nathan.

Nathan, let's go.

- I remember
when I was in the science club.

Feels like 100 years ago.

- That's 'cause it was
100 years ago.

- Thank you.

- Thanks for helping me out
with this.

- Hey, that's what-
that's what friends do.

Now, Bobby, you look exhausted.

You're not getting
enough sleep.

How late did you stay up
working on this?

- Most of the night.

Need to beat your score.

- Well, you finish setting up,

and I am gonna see if I can
bribe a judge or two.

- All right, well,
I like the way you think.

Mary Lou.
- Hi!

- Hannah, is there
someplace we can talk?

- Is my father all right?

He said that he was gonna
take it easy

after that... event.

- We need to know why you have
$57,000 in the bank.

- Hannah,

were you stealing
from the Rust Bucket?

Is that why you destroyed it?

- Is that what Otis told you?

- Is it true?

- Otis stopped
repaying his bank loan.

The bank hired me
to audit his books.

Call them.
They'll confirm.

Otis is the one who's skimming.

- Otis is stealing?

- I earned that money.

- How?

- Took me seven years,

and the bank
wasn't my only client.

And I didn't put the money
in Haven

because my father knows
everybody, and he-

he would find out.

- He would find out what?

- I would leave him,
just like my mother did.

- Your mother died.

- She died three days
after she ran away

with the deacon in the church.

Not the story
my dad tells, is it?

If you'll excuse me, I have
a few things I have to do

before I get back
to help Bobby.

He has a booth on butterflies.

- Butterflies?

- Hey, Bobby.

You here for practice?

- No, I just forgot something
in my locker.

- If you change your mind,
just come on out anytime.

The team misses you.

- Will do, Coach.

- Bobby?

Bobby!
- Hey!

- Crap.

This is gonna suck.

- All right.

- Uh, bench!
- Yeah, yeah.

The fire alarm.

Hopefully that'll get us
out of here quickly.

Yeah.
Hang on.

What the hell
just happened here?

- He's a great kid.

- There's nothing strange?
You haven't had any problems?

- After what Bobby went through
with his parents,

it's amazing there aren't.

Especially since I know
Bobby's always felt responsible.

- He does? Why?

- Survivor's guilt.

He's the only one
who made it out of the car.

- What happened?

- Driving home
from the family cabin,

car lost control.

I don't think the kid's had
a decent night's sleep since.

- Did you see him leave?

- Miss Driscoll took him home
after the fire alarm.

Probably had to wake him up,
though.

- Wait. Wake him up?

- I think he was catching a nap
right here in the locker room.

Not the first time either,
since the accident.

- Bobby? Hannah?
Anybody home?

- What the hell
happened here?

- Mm, Rev found
the bottom of the bottle.

- Let's go see
if Bobby's in his room.

Bobby!

- I don't think
they came back here.

- Hey, do you see that?

Does it remind you of anything?

- A certain metal ball.

And these.

The rev's necklace
was pulled like a magnet.

- Ah, my personal favorite,
the hotel cocoon experience.

- And the water and the wire
in the school hallway...

these are the things Bobby sees
before he falls asleep.

They must be working their way
into his dreams.

- All right, when you dream,
it mixes everything up

and it combines it
with your fears.

The attacks came out of that,

and he thought
we were coming after him.

- Maybe break up
his new family.

- He's trying to stay awake.
He doesn't want to dream.

- He knows he's hurting people.

- We need to find him
before he falls asleep again.

- Where would Bobby
and Hannah go, Rev?

- Why should I tell you?

- Sooner you tell me,

the sooner
I'm out of your house.

- Miller's Crust.

His parents
had a cabin up there.

Just past where they were killed
at Twin Pines Overlook.

Now get the hell out of here!

- Works for me.

- That boy...

isn't one of God's people.

He's one of yours, Nathan.

That's why I never let you
near my daughter,

because you would have
killed her,

just like your people
killed my Penny.

- Hmm.

Way I heard it,
she was free of you

for three days
before she died.

Probably the best three days
of her life.

- All right, you know what?

Not now, Nathan.

- The troubles are back,
like it or not!

You find that boy,

don't bring him back here!

- Kiddo, why don't you lie down,

and I'll make you
something to eat?

Something incredibly unhealthy.

- How about just a coffee?

- No.

When did you start
drinking coffee?

- A while ago.
- You should be sleeping.

- Hannah, can we talk
about something?

- Anything.

- What was that stuff
about the troubles?

- I don't want
to talk about it.

- All right.

Are you okay?

- I'm okay.

- I know, but it must
have been tough-

- I'm okay!

But thanks.

- Bobby, you can't
really believe that.

- I don't want to,
but when I wake up,

the things that I dreamed
happened.

- Sometimes I don't sleep much
either, and when I don't,

it really messes
with how I'm thinking.

- That's not
what's happening to me.

- No.

No, I know it isn't.

I'm just saying
that problems

are so much easier to work on
when you're rested.

And you're so exhausted.

- Can we just agree to disagree
on that one?

- Sure.

Hi, this is Hannah.
Please leave a message.

- Hannah,
this is Officer Parker.

I need you to make sure
that Bobby doesn't fall asleep.

I'll explain when we get there.

- Twin Pines Overlook's
coming up soon.

About ten minutes.

Uh...

- Don't need to say it.

- I'm pretty sure
that's not gonna help.

Bobby must be dreaming.
We have to wake him up.

Seriously?
- What?

Ugh.

- Whoa, whoa!
Why are you speeding up?

- I'm not!

Bobby is.

- Relax, Bobby.

You're having a nightmare.

- Slow down!

- I'm not controlling the car!

- Maybe if we're in his dream,
he can see us.

- Okay, maybe.

Why?
What are you thinking?

- Hey, kiddo!

- Are you talking to me?

- No, I'm talking
to Bobby, honey.

Bobby, it's Mommy.

Bet you're pumped to get home
to your projects, huh?

I'm sure it's great.

Oh, wait. I have to tell
your dad something.

Okay, here, it's coming up.
Twin Pines Overlook.

- No!
- Bobby! Bobby, please!

- No, stop! Go back!
- Just wake up!

- Bobby.

It can be different this time.

You can change things.

You can save us this time,
Bobby.

I know you can.

I know you can, Bobby.
I trust you.

- Dad, don't play
with the radio.

Dad, don't play
with the radio!

- Nathan.

- No, Dad,
don't touch the radio!

Watch the road, please!

- Okay, Bobby.
I'm watching the road.

- Whoa!

Whoa.

- You did it, Bobby.

You saved us.
Thank you.

- There you go.

It's okay, Bobby.
I'm here.

Bobby, stop dawdling,

or we won't make the cabin
by nightfall.

- He's a different kind of kid,
Hannah.

- Just like you were.

- Like I was.

- Appreciate the help!
Thanks!

- Have you told Bobby
why the rev

won't let him stay
at his house?

- Honestly,
I don't know how to tell him.

He always tries
to please my father.

That's why he chose butterflies
for his science project.

- You'll tell him
when the time is right.

- Nathan, I'm sorry I let
my father come between us.

- No, it was a long time ago.

- Yeah, it was.

But sometimes
I can't help imagine

what my life might've been like
if I ignored him

and let you take me
away from here.

- We're doing fine here
without you!

Anyway...

yeah, I never knew my parents.

- Do you ever
think about them?

- You know, there were
graduations, proms,

things like that
that they didn't,

you know, show up for.

But in a way,
you're luckier than me.

- Because I knew my parents.

- Yeah.

And because your new family
showed up.

So Dr. Carr
gave me these for you.

- What are these?
- Imipramine.

It stops night terrors.

It should help for now.

- For now.

- The doc says that it tends
not to work on adults.

- Oh.
Well, thank you, Audrey.

- Yeah, so did you talk
to the reverend?

- It's like we're living like
strangers in the same house.

He won't even look at me.
- I'm sorry.

- I saw him at the supermarket,
and he looked the other way,

just kept moving.

But, you know,
his shopping cart

was full of frozen dinners
for one,

and I figure that's bound
to get old, right?

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

- Well, we had a flood here
about ten years ago,

so things kind of
got shifted around.

As you can see,

evidence tape's still on there.

It's the original.

- What is this?
A joke?

- Definitely not.

- What about the photographer
who took the picture?

Where's the Colorado Kid buried?

There are still leads
that we could track down.

- It's a very old case,
Agent Parker.

- She might be my mother.

- Well, then stay here
and find her.

- What?

- Why don't you come work
for me?

You know,
you have a very rare talent.

Most people just want
to see things

the way they want
to see 'em,

whereas you see things
the way they are.

That is a skill that I value.

Hell, it's kind of a skill
we desperately need around here.

- Well, that keeps
getting clearer.

- So, you know,
you could actually make

kind of a difference here,

and, more importantly
for you,

I could maybe help you find

some of the answers
that you're looking for...

if you were to stay.

- I'll think about it.
- Okay.

- Your father
just offered me a job.

- What'd you say?

- I said that I would
think it over.

- Might be a good idea.

- Really?
What makes you say that?

- February 1983.
I was seven.

I went sledding
on that hill right over there.

I crashed into a tree,

but I felt fine,
so I ran back up the hill,

ready to go again,

and Lisa Bottke took
one look at me and threw up.

I had blood all over my coat

and a bone
sticking out of my arm,

and I never felt a thing.

Wasn't the only thing
that happened that year.

Don't remember a lot of it,

just people whispering,
kids pulled out of school.

- The troubles.

- Couple years later,
I got better,

and I stopped hearing
about them.

- And you're afraid
they're coming back?

- No.

They are back.

And I'm afraid
they won't go away this time.

- I might need to stick around
for a while and see.

- You sure you want to do that?

- That crime picture
with that woman

that I think might
be my mother,

that was taken around the time

that you say
the troubles started.

- I think it's all connected.

- I guess we're gonna find out.

You want to grab
something to eat?

- How about pancakes?

- Yeah, I could eat
some pancakes.