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What do we have here ?

Mr. Smith. I hope you can help.

No name.

See there ?

Some fan do loves me.

It's incredible.

You have no idea.
This is an Andrew Lyne original.

Lyne... Is he from Maine ?

Part of the artists' colony down
on the coast. Man it's a big-time recluse.

Long fingernails and bad hygiene ?

He's a recluse, not a hermit.

Sounds like he was a patient.

Actually, a subject. Art history,
Junior year of college. The man's a legend.

Johnny. Painted solid
for seven years then stopped.

Made his name on a series of
paintings intitled "Daughter".

Inspired by his girl...

Why'd he stop ?

She died.

Drowned or something.
But...

this isn't her. At least, I
don't remember this paint.

- Maybe he's working again.
- If he is,

that is big and I mean huge.
But the question is,

who sent you this and why ?

I don't know. But it's gonna
look great over the mantel.

We have to find her,

Why ?

I think she's gonna die.

Ah, so much
for the starving artist.

Hey, hey, hey.
The good ones live large Walt.

Look at this place.
No wander the guy never leaves.

The man buried his first daughter.
There's no escape for that.

Hey, you know I think that's where he works.
I'm gonna check it out.

Knock yourself out.

Remember, we're guests, not fans.

Damn. And I forgot my autograph book.

Are you sure he called you, Walt ?

Yeah, I've got a missing person
report right here.

There.

Mr. Lyne ?

What do you think ?

Maybe some jilted lover was
scouring the beach at night,

searching for a lost soul.

Sheriff Bannerman.

Sir.

And Johnny Smith.
The not-sosecret weapon.

I'm honored.

You've read the papers ?

My daughter admired your talent.

But what happened to your cane ?

Outgrew it.

It gave you an air of mystery.

Your power of precognition.
I understand it works by touch.

It does.

My daughter is missing, Mr. Smith.

I need someone to find her.

Sheriff, it look's like we'll have to
do it the old-fashioned way.

Mr. Lyne,

around the same time you called
the office by your missing daughter...

someone delivered a painting
to Johnny's house

Did your daughter ever
talk about contacting him ?

No.

Can you describe the painting ?

Brown-haired girl,
under a moonlit window.

You've met Chloe.

Check this, man. He really is
painting again.

We figured that out.

Make yourself comfortable,
gentlemen.

Mr. Lyne. It's... It's an honor.

So, my... my name is Bruce.
I'm a... I'm a friend of Johnny.

Studied your work in college.

Ah. You should have got to
yourself a real education.

Actually, I'm an occupational
therapist by trade,

but I have many interests,
fine art being one...

Mr. Lyne. How long has Chloe
been missing ?

Three days. Feels like
so many weeks.

- How old is she ?
- Barely twenty.

That mean that she's no longer a minor.
So there is fully nothing I can do.

Or you, for that matter.

Well, it's not that she left.
It's who she might have left with.

I'm concerned.

Sorry.

It's alright, Nora.

Miss Collins, my assistant.

Please. I won't interrupt.

You starting over ?

Actually, I'm re-priming.
Mr. Lyne didn't love this one.

M. Lyne, the painting I received...

Chloe posed for you right here
didn't she ?

One of our first efforts.
My favorite with her.

May I ?

Please.

Those clothes ?

Mr. Lyne bought them for her.

For the paintings.

She was wearing white...
There was blood on it.

Let's do it this way, Chloe.

You're hanging out.

Like a lazy girl...

on a summer's day.

Okay.

But I'm not lazy.

On back.

It's been so long, kiddo.

I don'k know if I have it anymore.

It's gonna be amazing.

Must be exciting.

What's that, Mister Smith ?

Oh, painting again.
Must be overwhelming for you.

It was like living in the dark,
those years after Julia passed.

You might say I was
wandering the beach...

with an old rusty lantern.

Chloe helped me find my way.

How was she came back
in your life Mr Lyne ?

I'd been sending money to her
since she was an infant.

But Chloe's mother didn't tell her
about my existence

until a recent years.

She located me
and we were reunited.

Could she has gone back
with her mother ?

Heaven forbidden.

Her mother's dead.

Cancer.

So, she is your muse.

She's my "everything".

In my younger days, I use
to paint still lifes, Mr. Smith.

It was only after my first portrait
of my daughter Julia,

that anyone took notice.

But I lost Julia.

I do not intend to lose Chloe.

I'll need to see something else
that belongs to Chloe.

Before you 'see' something,
I should make a confession...

Chloe and I weren't always
on the best of terms.

Her mother and I never were.

I understand.

C. G. ?

Chloe uses her mother's
maiden name, Gelman.

So it's not to compete with
her famous father, I guess.

Where could you possibly go ?

Anywhere but here.

You have no money Chloe and
you're not gonna get a penny from me...

You can keep your money.
I'm leaving.

Wait... We haven't
finished our work.

Chloe,

please.

Chloe !

Who's Dylan, M. Lyne ?

An art student at the college.

You said you're worried about
her friends. Why is that ?

Dylan deals drugs.

He's an influence on her work.

Young people.

Modernist trash.

It's all... surface.

Nothing underneath.

We'll do some digging John,
but technically she's on a runaway.

Walt, I saw that solitude.

Something's not right.

This place is amazing.
That guy got peacocks.

That's great.

You guys if come off anything
solid, call me. Be careful.

What now ?

Now we go back to school.

I'm tellin' ya guys,
Chloe never called me.

You're sure about that.

I haven't talked to her
in like, weeks.

That's a long time.

I told you. She's just a friend.
Besides, I don't have to tell you anything.

Even if you are workin'
for the old man.

We ready ?

All set. You say good-bye ?

It doesn't matter.

You picked Chloe up
at the Lyne's place.

She had a suitcase with her.
Where'd you take her ?

Look, you can tell us or you can tell
our friend with the shiny gold badge.

Probably not a good decision considering
your primary source of income.

I took her to the bus station.

Ok ?

She just wanted to bolt. I swear. I just took
her to the Goddamn station. That's all.

The daughter of a world famous artist
traveling cross-country by bus.

She was broke. I had to lend
her money for food.

She didn't blame the old man.
She said he doesn't know any better.

In anyway, all the cash is handled by this
cockroach that poses as an art dealer.

Who ?

His name is Graydon.

Of course I'll make it happen to you...
You have my word as a gentleman.

Absolutely.

Ok, ciao.

Thomas Graydon ?

Let me guess.

The enigmatic Johnny Smith.

I guess you're not the
only psychic in town.

You heard I was helping Mr. Lyne.

Spoke to Andrew this morning.
He is very impressed by you.

"A young man of infinite vision",
I think he said.

Tell me if there's any loose
change in my sofa cushions ?

Yeah...

I see you've had a good year.

It's only going to get better.

Once you show
the new 'Daughter' series.

And you are...

He's an art critic.

You seen Chloe lately Mr. Graydon ?

Not since she broke her
father's heart, no.

Sure about that, Mr. Graydon ?

Personnally, this looks
an awful lot like Chloe's work.

That would look great in my gallery.

Forget it. I just want what
I was promised. It's my money.

Did you ask him ?

He said it wouldn't be a problem.
He said to ask to you.

You know everything is negotiable.

Money use to be a recurring
theme with Chloe, isn't it ?

You fought about it, right ?

We had a conversation.

She wanted part of her inheritance
before she took off.

That's not up to Daddy, is it ?

Look... Mr. Lyne put me in charge
of his finances ten years ago.

So you gave her nothing.

Not much to give.

Lyne only lives on fancy spread
of his because he owns it outright.

Everything else is
leveraged to the moon.

Who's fault is that ?

The new daughters serie is
M. Lyne's first significant work in years.

And it will make him
a very wealthy man.

And you ?

Well...

It's a team effort, isn't it ?

Use my number if you ear from her.

I keep tryin' her cell.
She's not picking up.

The first cycle of daughter paintings
were estimated to be worth...

twenty million.

Maybe she sent it to me.

Lyne did say it's one her favorites.

Why play games ? If she wants your help,
all she's got to do is pick up the phone.

Maybe she's afraid.

I swear she's trying
to tell me something.

What ?

I'm not sure.

How could you ?

What'd you see ?

I saw Chloe die.

I was the killer, Bruce.
And same as my first vision,

- I was...
- You were what ?

I was Andrew Lyne.

I think Chloe's
father is going to kill her.

Do you say he's going
to kill his own daughter.

I was standing over her, Walt.

I was painting her,
I was wearing his clothes.

It doesn't make sense.

I saw them argue.
Maybe Lyne threatened her.

What else could spook Chloe
enough for her to take off ?

I don't know but
wherever she went,

she's gone. I send Roscoe down
on the bus station. She didn't buy a ticket.

We've check the video
surveillance. Nothing.

You've got her college file.

Cause of emergency contacts :
her dead mother.

Wait a second. Maybe daddy
did threaten her.

You just said
it didn't make sense.

Yeah, I know... Not to us. But the crazy
artist guy. I mean, think about it.

Lyne's made his career
on these portraits.

After he lost the first daughter,
he was in the dark. For years.

If Chloe was threatening to leave,
he would have gone ballistic.

This is what they mean
by 'don't meet your heroes.'

Hold on a second, you guys...
He came to me for help.

Scott Peterson called the cops, too.

Allright, point taken.
Ok, but Johnny you know the drill...

I can't arrest a guy
for a crime he might commit.

Besides,

we haven't even found
the victim, yet.

Walt, my visions are not an alter-reality,
they are reality unless we can change it.

Tell me where it's gonna go down and I'll bring
down an army on the freakin son of a bitch.

But you, you take it easy...

I'll take it easy
when Chloe's safe, allright ?

Hey, man. You cool ?

Yeah. Cool.

I'll see ya.

It's my turn now.

Chloe ?

I'm not sure I want you
to see this.

My little girl's full
of mystery today.

Well, this is our special place.

Well...

It's... fascinating.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Painting isn't just about
the picture, Chloe.

You must control
the canvas.

See, your colors and
angles are appealing.

But it's only the surface.

The surface.

You can't ever trust the surface Chloe.

It's always beautiful.

And it's almost always a lie.

Don't trust the surface...

Johnny, what's up man ?
You look like hell...

Yeah, thanks,
I was up all night.

Doing what ?

Drawing Chloe

In my visions, i was with her.

I mean, Lyne was.

They were at this old creepy place.

This the part when you say
"Redrum" ?

I get these images in my head.
I had to keep drawing.

I thought you couldn't draw.

I can't.

These visions are having some kind of residual
effect. You said you became Lyne, right.

So

- I picked up his talent ?
- Maybe more.

If you compelled
to draw these things,

I don't know. Maybe you're
picking up his obsession.

What ? You're Dr. Phil now ?

What are you doin' ?

This is it. This is their very
'special place.'

I've seen it before...

Right...

Ha...

Right here.
The Gamble House.

She was there with Lyne.

She was wearing the same dress that
she was wearing on the painting.

The one she'll be killed in.

Kind of like a party dress, isn't it ?

Yeah,

Some legendary shindigs
happened at this house.

It still do

if you believe the rumors.

Gamble House ranks with some of
the great salons in history.

All this from the one book ?

Yes it is.
Parties were a little...

you know... twisted.

Twisted ?

Freaky. Like, ah, 'Eye's Wide Shut'.

Ah. Twisted.

Which would be fitting

Lyne's view of the world.
Sophistically calm on the surface

but underneath,
unexpected, distorted,

That's why he paints
with blurred focus.

To obscure the truth.

She's here.

Who ?

Chloe !

John,

I'm so happy you came.

Is anybody ever told you
you are stunning ?

Not today.

I still can't get over it.

You really are like something out of
an Andrew Lyne painting.

The resemblance is uncanny.

Mr. Graydon, about tonight.

I don't think that...

Just relax.

Play it like we discussed.

Is that... ?

That's him.

My God.

This is Chloe, right ?

Would you like to sit for me, Chloe ?

Me. Sit for you.

We could create something
memorable together.

Chloe has agreed
to come aboard.

To be a part
of your new family.

Daughter reborn.

What is it ?

She's not his daughter,

Chloe's not Lyne's daughter.

Graydon must have recruited her.

To be Lyne's new muse. To replace
the daughter that he lost.

Julia...

The guy can paint without her.

He's the one who found her body...

Right.

Julia had gone out...

on the water alone.

She fell in the boat,
hit her head.

Her body washed up
on the shore of the beach

The shoreline...

I saw it. It was in this painting.

Dude. There's no beach
in this painting.

It was there, under my feet.

There's another painting.
It was Julia.

You saw a different painting ?

Everything went white.

Like it had been painted over.

He re-primed it.

I can't believe
I'm agreeing to this.

It'll work.

The older paint's got a different
composition, so once we apply the...

It's nuts, Johnny !

This is priceless art and you're about
to go Mr. Wizard all over its ass.

I will not be a party to this.

Then don't.

Oh, man. Wait, wait !
Alright,

but if God's an art lover,
be prepared to do a lot of explaining.

Damn.

She could be Chloe's twin.

That's the idea, my friend.

Julia Lyne died fifteen years ago.

Andrew Lyne is listed as the father on the death
certificate. He and the mother were never married.

He did find the body.

But he was cleared
of any involvement.

As far as the world is concerned,
Julia's death was an accident.

That's because they never found
the murder weapon.

The rock.

He killed her, Walt.

I saw it.

You said you saw Chloe die.

Ok, listen to this.

The rock was in both visions.

That's why he painted over her.
To obscure the truth.

The surface is a lie.

Don't you see the pattern ?

he daughter becomes the muse.

The muse becomes the obsession.

Obsession becomes murder.

I'm not going to
allow this intrusion.

That's a warrant, Mr. Graydon.
I suggest you read it.

Based on what ?

You are not going
to put my friend through this.

Your friend, or your benefactor ?

You just had to have some new
paintings to sell, didn't you ?

So you found the right girl and
turned her into his long lost daughter.

Wanna shake my hand now ?

Tom. It's alright.

Let them see.

This is why I need Chloe
to come home.

To finish the new collection.

What about Julia ?
Did you need her, too ?

I think she served her purpose.
He didn't need the muse anymore.

What are you trying to imply ?

That you killed your daughter, Mr. Lyne.

Julia was my life.

And Chloe, hopefully,
will always be,

even though she's
not my flesh and blood.

Ask Nora.

Mr. Lyne, please,
i don't want interfere.

You can tell them Nora.

I remember Julia.

I also remember the day Mr. Lyne
found her on the beach.

It was terrible.

He couldn't have hurt her. Or Chloe.

Chloe's still useful.

- I love her.
- No, you used her.

I am her teacher.

We had a mutually
beneficial relationship

Then why did she run away ?

I don't know.

I need some air, Sheriff.

Compassion, young man,
compassion is not a crime,

Compassion or obsession, Andrew ?

Which one is it, Nora ?

I only see what Mr. Lyne
wants me to see.

He controls the canvas.

Well, nothing out of the ordinary.

Unless you count unfinished sketch of
the missing girl on every corner of the place.

We gotta missing something.

We're still dead in the water.

Roscoe. Did Graydon give you
back the warrant ?

Oh, yeah.

Still got the slime on it.

Chloe, Chloe stop...

Chloe,

this is nuts.
Don't do this to him.

Don't do this to yourself.

I'm not the one hurting him.

He's a great man and
you're destroying him.

You really fell for the all thing right ?
The all Andrew Lyne mystique.

People should know that
he's controlled by a sleazy

desgusting...

Listen real close.

Mr. Lyne's has his secrets,
guess what ? I control them.

Now you, are
one of those secrets.

You can't hurt me any more
than you already have.

What about the old man ?

You think I could hurt him ?

So am I, there are limits to
what we can't pull up with here.

We'll be in touch.

He's worried. He's gonna show up
any second and pull something out of his desk.

Something he doesn't
want us to find.

Remind me to bring you along
on my next bank heist.

Penobscot County papers.

Birth certificates.
Name change documents.

For Lyne's daughter.

So come on

- What's Chloe's real name ?
- Not Chloe.

Julia.

Julia ?

The dead one ?

You're not going to believe this.

She wasn't his daughter.

I don't even want to know how these
documents came in your possession.

I saw her die.

You better be right, John, or
it's gonna come back to haunt you.

Walt it's already haunting me,

that's why I have to end it.

Alright.

Make sure.

It's sharper than ever.

We have to find her.

If we've got Graydon in custody,
then we know he can't be the killer.

But he is the man
with all the secrets.

Let's talk to him to see
if he knows any more.

Julia and I never met.

But you had this file.

Sealed information
concerning her real identity.

Pretty good insurance against
the old man letting you go.

Lyne isn't letting me go.

His life's gonna have a second act,
thanks to me.

And the new daughter
that you created.

I did what had to be done.

He picked up the brush, didn't he ?

All I did was feed the need.

Why do you think he invented Julia
the first time around ?

The crazy old buzzard can't work
without his muse.

So I gave him Chloe...

and trust me, that girl was
a willing participant.

Until you started hitting on her.

That is the real reason
Chloe ran, isn't it ?

You were all over her.

Last I checked, making unwanted
advances wasn't a crime.

Where is she ?

I have no idea.

I think you do know.

You let her run, but you're not gonna
let her out of your sight, right ?

I mean she's one
of your secrets.

How would you be a psychic
to know someone telling Chloe.

I mean, if she gets exposed...

that's very bad for business.

Last time I checked, obstruction
of justice was a crime.

I'll get Judge Cafferty a call.
Get another search warrant...

Wanna we do that
as a matter of fact.

Alright...

her name is Laura.
Laura Tierney.

Find her. She's been hiding
on a friends house...

Hey.

No, no, it was glad
to see your number...

I never wanted this, either

Really ?

That is great news.

Yeah...

Of course

Of course I'll come back.

Sure.

Come back...

It was a phone call

She's going back for Lyne.

You cannot be serious.

I'm so glad you called.
I came as quickly as I could.

- He needs you.
- How is he feeling ?

Like he wants to make
things right.

Maybe we could work a little.
Get his mind off things.

Why don't you put
on his favorite dress ?

It was Nora.

He's been so lost without you.

He needed to take a walk,
to clear his head.

What you said about Mr. Graydon.
It's true ?

He's been fired ?

Your leaving put everything
in perspective.

You won't have to
worry about Tom Graydon.

Ever again.

Main house is clean.

Let's check the lighthouse.

Wait a second.

This is Nora's.

Did you see that sunrise ?

Magnificent !

Someone's full of energy today.

Thank you.

I've been thinking.

Chloe's an art student.

And she knows her
way around a studio.

She has a superlative
eye for color.

What are you saying ?

Maybe it's time for a change.
Time for you to fly on your own.

Heaven knows I taught you
everything I can.

But I like it here.
I like being with you.

It's best for both of us if you go.

And you'll be free.

She's not even family.

Nora...

Why do we have to live this lie ?

It's the truth. My truth.

And I've accepted it.
For you.

I told everyone I'm your assistant.
But it's lie.

You are my flesh and blood, Nora.

But this you also know,
you can never be my muse.

Nora was his only real daughter...

Are you sure
he's on his way back ?

He'll be here.

I'm so glad you called.

You've been so good to me, Nora.
In a way, I feel like we're almost... sisters.

I see him.

Good.

I want him to look at you.

To find you exactly
where he found her.

Who ?

Julia.

No ! Nora ! No !

No !

No !

Nora, wait !
Don't do this.

Listen I know it's all a lie. And you
wanted me to see that lie, didn't you,

That's why you sent me the painting.
Stop the hurting.

I just wanted him to love me.

To think that I was beautiful.

Nora ?

Nora ?

Daddy ?

What have you done Nora ?

So...

in the end, my psychic friend,

who's obsession do you think you
were channeling ? Lyne's, or Nora's ?

Doesn't matter,

it's gone.

You know what ?

I picked up a pen this morning,

here's what came out...
It's you and me.

I can see you catch my
masculine jaw line.

That's not your jaw...
that's a hat.

He called me today.

He said I could
move on if I wanted to.

That he'd help me
out with money.

Is that what you want ?

There's this art school for kids
near my apartment

I want to teach. Save up.

Maybe go to France
and study the masters.

I still can't believe I did what I did.

But it was something... I mean to see
'the great Andrew Lyne' painting again.

He just seemed so... amazing.

On the surface.

I should get going.

I'll walk you out.

Laura ?

I think you should try Italy.

You'll do very well there.

Italy ?

Sounds "belissimo".

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