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The dance thing doesn't play out. I'm sure we can fleece these guys at poker.

Well, I don't think that's what Margaret had in mind when she invited us over.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

I'm Margaret Davis, and this is my sister Laura.

We are here tonight.

To make contact with those loved ones that have passed over.

Please, join hands.

Don't break the circle under any circumstances.

My sister is trying to contact her spirit guide.

What is it, Laura? What's wrong?

Well, we certainly haven't met.

I'm Elizabeth.

What happened to Laura?

She's gone away for a while.

What's your name?

Nick Boyle.

Loosen up, Nick. Your hand's colder than mine.

Then why did you come?

And why now?

Maybe I'm here for you.

Or for you.

Or for you.

Or for you, Nick.

Or maybe I've come for someone else.

See you later.

Are you feeling better?

Better.

This was the third time Laura's passed out during a seance since we moved here.

Each one's been worse. But this is the first time the entity has identified

herself by name.

Elizabeth.

Laura almost never passes out during contact.

The few times it's happened, it's been from sheer exhaustion after a long

session. That's why we called you.

Do you remember anything about the seance?

No, I never remember.

When did you learn to sign?

When I heard you were coming back.

I thought I'd give it a try. Pretty

bad. Still a little raw.

That was good.

Except at the end.

You said you were still a little cow.

So why did the two of you decide to move back to San Francisco?

Well, after Father died, there was no reason for us to stay in New York, so we

thought we'd come back to the Bay Area.

And while we were looking for a place, Laura fell in love with this house.

She knew we had to live here.

I think what I felt was...

Elizabeth needs to be reconnected to this house.

She's in a lot of pain.

Well, I would strongly suggest not conducting any more seances for the time

being until we know more about this Elizabeth.

Laura, would you do this for me?

Yes, of course.

How is it that you know the Davis family?

Matthew Davis was a member of the New York House for years.

He worked both with my father and Nick's before he died.

I've seen cases where the death of the surviving parent can be so traumatic

it triggers a repressed part of the personality, and that could be the

explanation for Laura's aggressiveness.

Do you think that Laura's not channeling anybody that she's causing these

disturbances herself?

No. That wouldn't explain the vision I had at all.

There's clearly a disturbed force invading Laura's body.

Run a history of that house.

Search for any first names like Elizabeth or Liz.

Anything close.

And Nick, take the lead on this one. Try to find out as much as you can from

Laura about her previous contact with this entity.

She needs all her help for now.

It's a beautiful place.

Are you sure you don't want to hear this?

No, thank you.

It's nice to see you again.

Oh, you too?

So have you had any more visitations since the other night?

No?

When was it that you started channeling? You were around five or something,

right?

Right after I lost my hearing, the gift came to me.

At first it was...

Kind of scary, but then it was almost a relief.

A new place to go and not feel so alone.

Do you remember our first dance?

We were nine, and you wanted to contact Babe Ruth to help with your

hitting. Well, I was in a bit of a slump, and the team needed me, right?

Tell me what you've been up to.

I see you've followed in your...

Father's footsteps.

I guess.

I joined the club. I don't like to call up my father's footsteps, even if it is

true.

I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.

It's not you.

I haven't been out with anyone in a long time.

I haven't either.

I guess this isn't that much of a date as...

Business. A case.

I don't take everybody that I do business with for dinner. This is a

occasion, right?

Special for me too, Nick.

Elizabeth?

I feel good, Nick.

You want me, don't you?

Laura?

You know what just happened?

No.

Are you okay?

Nick.

I'm allergic to seafood.

Now, Pier 22 is a nice spot.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to eat anything with what happened to Laura.

So she ate a shrimp after you heard Elizabeth's voice?

Yeah. Then it was Elizabeth who did that.

What, you think she's trying to kill her?

Doesn't really make sense, does it?

She needs Laura to manifest herself.

Evening.

What's the matter, boy?

It's all right.

Who is that?

It's all right.

Who's there?

It's me.

Lizzie. Lizzie?

I don't know what... What?

Liz?

How can that be?

Ah.

So you do remember.

I'm touched.

See you later, alligator.

Elizabeth Caldwell, vivacious young wife of Benjamin Caldwell, prominent banker,

committed suicide by hanging herself in the parlor of that house on May 23,

1946.

No note was found, and the cause of her distress was unknown.

Married only two years, the up -from -the -streets former chorus girl and

entertainer was a figure of legendary beauty.

The death caused quite a scandal.

Unbelievable.

She and Laura look almost identical.

was dead when they found him on the pier.

His neck was broken.

Oh, dear God.

A couple on the dock heard his dog bark, saw somebody run off.

Murdered walking that damn dog.

I don't know how many times I told them it was dangerous.

Did they catch the man who did it?

It might not have been a man.

What?

The couple told the police.

They heard Harry say a name.

What's wrong, Nick?

The police asked me if I or any of Harry's friends, which comes down to you

me at this late stage of the game, know anyone he might be acquainted with

named Lizzie.

Lizzie?

Harry said that name?

Don't worry yourself.

In any event, I said the name meant nothing

to me.

The hell?

Ned.

Who's there?

a friend friend friend from the old days

where are you up here

The time I found you is this.

Samuel!

It's dangerous to play with guns, Nettie.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Come on, Nettie. You know who I am.

And you know why I'm here.

So let's review what we know so far.

Initially, Elizabeth could only make contact with Laura during a seance when

was most open and vulnerable.

But the other night at dinner, Elizabeth just waltzed right in.

Well, now that the channel of contact has been opened, it would be very

difficult for Laura to close it back off.

There have been dozens of cases down through history where spirits have

the bodies of innocents, and with each successive possession, the host body

begins to... progressively weaken.

And we don't know how many times Laura can successfully fight Elizabeth off

before... Well, I mean, if she's possessed again, Laura might be lost to

forever.

Are you seeing Laura today?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll keep an eye on her.

All right. Well, in the meantime, we have to find out as much as we can about

Elizabeth and the circumstances surrounding her death.

So if you two would please go to the police station and pull up the coroner's

inquest and...

Look at all the files of the case.

We have to find out why her soul is so restless and what she's doing back here.

Thanks for lunch, Nick.

It was wonderful.

My pleasure, Hank's finest.

Maybe we should have had hamburgers the other night.

The other night was memorable, to say the least.

As Elizabeth...

Been back since then?

No. But I'm worried about her.

Why?

I know she's in trouble.

I can feel it.

She's in such great pain.

Something about her suicide.

Well, Alex and Rachel are looking into the details of her death at the Marina

Police Station.

And if they can scare anything up, then we'll be the first to know.

That's not enough.

Why hasn't she contacted me again?

I want to help her.

I don't think inviting her in is a good idea.

She's dangerous.

She's not dangerous, Nick.

She feels sad.

You have to trust me.

Be strong. Don't let her back in.

I understand.

But when Elizabeth wants to go through me, I can't stop her. I need

help.

That's why I'm here.

Sign this, Peter. No problem.

So, unlimited access to the archives, huh?

You gals must have pull.

Yeah. Well, we gals have got friends in high places.

Thank you.

Happy hunting, as you say.

And if you need me, scream.

Thank you.

What a great room. I know.

I wonder if Elizabeth spent much time here.

You're not sensing her now, are you?

No. Good.

I don't feel her presence until she makes direct contact.

What is she like, Nick? I know she's troubled, but is she nice?

I suppose if she were a living...

breathing human being, I might have a cup of coffee with

her.

Oh, so you like her.

Oh, let's just say that I like the body that she comes in, but I don't know

whether I like what she's doing to you.

You know what I mean?

Elizabeth.

Funny we were just talking about you.

How flattering.

Why are you doing this?

I've got a little unfinished business to attend to.

So why Laura?

Because she pulled me through the veil.

And she's young and pretty.

You think she's pretty, don't you, Nick?

I think you should leave her alone.

Been a long time since I've been with a man.

You can imagine.

Okay, that's enough.

Look, you don't belong here, and Laura doesn't deserve this.

This isn't about Laura, Nick. This is about us.

Laura, push her out of your body.

Laura, you have to fight.

Fight, Laura.

Fight, Laura.

Fight.

Is Elizabeth here?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

It's okay.

You fought her spirit off.

What if she comes back?

Maybe I should bunk here tonight, just in case.

I could sleep on the floor.

That would be great.

Perfect.

Oh, my God.

It's okay.

I won't let her hurt you.

What have we got so far?

Well, let's see.

Okay.

The night before she died, Elizabeth Caldwell was last seen with her husband,

Benjamin, at this private, members -only drag club.

Well, the next morning, Benjamin found Elizabeth's body in the parlor, dead,

with a rope tied around her neck.

Well, let's have a look. The forensics back then were pretty shoddy, but...

Okay, the police cut her down. Her neck was definitely broken, but they can't

establish a time of death.

No, there's no evidence of foul play.

Well, the coroner's office listed it as a suicide.

Now, according to the crime report, this record was found on a phonograph when

they discovered Elizabeth's body.

What is it?

This love of ours.

Do you remember? It was written by Wally Rose, White House Records, 1945.

No, no, I do. I can remember the words. How does it go?

This love of ours.

Hold on. This love of ours.

Words that affected.

I wish we had a record player here. Well, we don't have a record player, but

there's a coffee machine in the hallway.

Do you need one as bad as I do? Oh, please.

Yeah? Two sugars? Oh, yes.

All righty.

Rachel? Rachel?

Oh, my God.

Oh, God. Are you okay?

I'm okay.

What happened?

The window just flew out, and then somebody pushed me to the ground, and

they just... I didn't see anything.

No, no, I... I just saw a woman in a black dress.

Oh, God.

I got it. I got it.

That's the woman I just saw.

So Elizabeth came to pay us a visit.

Yeah, and destroy the evidence.

I think we managed to save most of it.

The record.

It's gone.

Look, it doesn't matter.

She must have taken it.

We'll just salvage what we can.

Well, obviously, it was important to her.

You're right.

Just get this out of here.

Package, sir.

Thank you.

I'm gonna hold on to the strange and special love, love of our, love

of our, love of our, love of our, love of our.

Good

morning.

What are you doing?

Watching you.

Sleep.

You must have had a nice dream.

You were smiling.

I have to get back to the house.

I'll check on you later.

Okay.

Are you convinced the fire in the archive was started by Elizabeth?

Oh, definitely.

For some reason, she doesn't want us to know what really happened.

Maybe she's afraid if we find out that we'll try and stop her. So bring us up

date on what you have so far. Okay.

All the police documents and support materials indicate suicide, but

about it just doesn't feel right.

However, the supporting cast of this 50 -year -old drama is making front -page

news again.

Okay, this photo was taken at the Drake Hub the night before Elizabeth died.

Meet Harold Perkins.

He was found murdered two nights ago while walking his dog. His neck was

Now, we know the man in the middle is Elizabeth's husband, Benjamin.

Who's the man on the left?

Ned Gregson.

Gregson? Didn't I hear about him in the news about the broken neck, right?

And he is the officer who sealed Elizabeth's file.

I think we've got the old boys' club at work here. Literally, I...

My guess is that these three had something to do with Elizabeth's murder.

figure she's using Laura to give Zach her revenge.

Is Benjamin Caldwell still alive?

As of this morning. I have his address. He's still here in San Francisco.

We better get to Caldwell before Elizabeth does.

Yeah. If Elizabeth's on the move again, it may be too late to save Caldwell.

Or Laura.

Yes. Hi, baby.

Remember me?

Who is this?

Did you get my present?

Oh, come on.

Talk to me, baby. It's been so long.

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

Who is this?

What do you want?

You know who it is, Benji.

Meet me tonight at the club and see for yourself.

I'm not meeting you anywhere.

Sure you will.

Because if you don't come to the club, I'll come to you.

See you later, alligator.

Laura's not at home. Margaret has no idea where she is.

Hello.

It's Alex and Rachel. We found something.

All right, hold on.

You got both of us.

I found an old autopsy x -ray set to the back of one of these reports.

Does it substantiate the coroner's report?

Not exactly, no.

Wait, you mean Elizabeth didn't die of a broken neck?

Her neck was broken, all right. It just wasn't broken in a way that's consistent

with hanging. You see, hanging stretches the vertebrae and then causes the neck

to snap.

In this case, it appears that the vertebrae were crushed and then snapped.

So it looks like her neck was broken before she supposedly committed suicide.

You think she was killed and set up by her husband and the others?

Well, yeah, that would be my guess.

Look, have you had any luck finding Caldwell?

He wasn't home, but the doorman heard Caldwell tell a cab driver to take him

the Drake Club.

Well, if this went down the way we think it did, I don't blame this poor soul

for not resting.

Unfortunately, she's leaving buddies in her wake, including Laura, if we don't

get their fat.

So what are we supposed to do if we do find her? Drive a snake through her

heart? No, of course not, but we have to stop Elizabeth from killing Caldwell.

Laura is no longer in control.

No, no.

I mean, she's innocent.

None of this is her fault.

So we must save her as well.

Benji. Who

are you?

Benji. Have you forgotten already?

So here we are again, Benjamin.

Stop this.

We're just getting started.

They're playing our song.

You never were very sentimental.

Stop this.

Stop it.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Go!

Is everybody all right?

That was just Benji. He's not much of a music lover.

Who are you?

Take it easy.

Put away the gun.

Killing another person is not going to solve anything.

They're friends of mine.

We came to help you. Help me?

How? Get back!

Be nice, Benji.

They came to help.

Why don't you tell them what happened the last time we were here?

Don't listen to her.

Nothing happened. Why don't you give it up?

We know she was murdered that night.

No.

So who did it, Caldwell?

You? Maybe some of your friends from the club?

Did you mean to kill her?

Or did things just get out of control?

It was an accident.

I loved her.

So what did happen?

A group of us went to the theater.

And then we decided to drop by the club afterwards for a nightcap.

One drink led to another and... I had to go outside to

get some fresh air.

He never could hold his liquor.

When I came back inside...

Elizabeth was upstairs with Perkins and Gregson.

She was flirting with them. Flirting?

They were pawing at me, like they always did when you weren't around.

They thought because they came from money I was some kind of plaything.

Only this time they weren't playing.

I needed you to protect me, Benjamin.

But instead you attacked me.

I wasn't thinking straight.

I wasn't thinking at all.

I didn't understand the situation.

My anger got the best of me and I lost control.

So you slapped her.

She fell back over the rail and hit the floor.

You killed her. But it was an accident.

It was bad enough that you killed her.

Then you tried to cover it up.

Oh, I know it was wrong.

And I've paid for it every day of my life for the past 50 years.

You haven't begun to pay.

Do you think I've had a moment of peace since that night?

Not only did I lose the only person I ever loved, but I've been consumed with

guilt hiding this terrible secret.

You killed me?

And now you expect me to feel sorry for you? No.

I don't want your pity.

I want you to go back where you belong.

Elizabeth,

don't do it.

I've waited too long for this moment.

Wait. He isn't letting him live all the revenge you need. No.

He deserves to die.

What about Laura?

She deserved to suffer because of what happened to you.

I'm sorry for her, Nick.

But I have to do this.

You're doing the same thing to her that Benjamin and the others did to you.

Elizabeth.

Your soul cannot take any more of this.

Elizabeth.

Please.

Let her live, Elizabeth.

Let them both live.

I still love you.

I never meant it to happen.

Please, please.

Elizabeth.

See you later, alligator.

Elizabeth's spirit is gone.

Now let's hope Laura's spirit can pull through.

It will.

She's strong.

When you get to New York, write me.

That would be easier than using a telephone.

Yeah.

Take care.

Maybe if we get some distance from all this, we'll see how we really feel about

each other.

Yeah, I guess distance would be good.

I wasn't exactly myself, was I?

I suppose not the best circumstances to start a... But it worked out for the

best.

Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

That's what I hear.

And I am stronger, Nick.

Thank you.

True what they say about God giving and God taking away.

Years ago, Laura lost her hearing, but developed the ability to communicate in

different way.

Some people are blessed to be able to hear the laughter of children and the

sound of waves crashing.

Others are blessed to be able to talk to angels.