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Okay, Pat, one more story.

Uh -huh. Yeah, it can be any story you want.

And you have to let Emily put you to bed, right?

That's a good question.

I love you, too.

Okay.

Spending the night?

Oh, yeah, no choice.

Nick and I have got some things we have to go over on this Geneva project, and

he's not back yet.

Where is he?

I went across the bay this morning to get a part for his car, and I ended up

having to go down to San Jose.

I don't know how he's going to spend his day.

Neither rain, nor sleep, nor gloom of night will stop him from getting from

to 60 in under eight seconds.

You all right?

Hey, hey, hey, look at these.

Hey, you all right?

I didn't even see you. He's after me.

He's coming.

Help me.

Who's he?

Posing a little mood music.

Mr. Black, it's Mr. Mike. She came out of nowhere. Who is she? I don't know.

ran in front of my car. Come on, come on.

What's going on here?

Okay, well, I don't think it's broken.

But you know what I suggest?

You get an x -ray when you get back into town.

Is there anyone you'd like to call to let them know where you are?

No, I'm fine. Actually, I really should be going right now. No, no, no.

You're not going to go anywhere tonight.

I have to... Doctor's orders.

You just consider yourself under observation here, okay?

Here you go.

You're okay.

So why don't you tell me a little bit about this man that you said was

you. You really don't know who he was?

No. I mean, um... I thought him following me in town.

And then he showed up on the ferry, too.

And I got frightened, and I got off here.

And then I saw the boat pull away and I realized that he'd gotten off too.

And he's probably outside right now, Louise.

Well, you're welcome to spend the night here with us where you'll be perfectly

safe.

And Nick will escort you back to the city tomorrow.

I really, I couldn't impose on you like that.

We won't take no for an answer.

Yeah.

I'll show Mary to one of the guest rooms.

That's a good idea.

A good night's sleep.

That's what you need.

I think you'll find everything you need in the drawers in the medicine cabinet.

It's almost as if you expected me.

Well, we're always prepared for the unexpected guest.

I haven't had a chance to thank you properly.

For what? I nearly ran you over.

You saved my life tonight.

I don't know how I could ever repay you for that.

Well, first time is free of charge.

My bedroom's just down the hall. If you need anything, just give me a shout.

I mean it, Nick.

I owe you.

Oh, well, you better watch out or I'm going to just take you up on that.

You should probably get some sleep.

Yeah, you're right.

I'll see you in the morning.

Lord of hosts, guard us this night against the demons of the pit and the

corruptors of the soul.

Give us the strength.

Lord of heaven, Lord of hosts, guard us this night against the demons of the pit

and the corruptors of the soul.

Give us strength.

Jesus took good care of her. She didn't even remember she had another daughter.

You're damn right, Emma. Where were you when we needed you? Up hiding somewhere.

Look, you knew we're...

Did you find anything on the videotapes? No, and there was nothing on the remote

cameras to show that anyone else was or is on the island.

It may turn out that Mary Rogers, if that's even her real name, wasn't being

chased by anyone.

Or maybe she just thought she was.

What do you mean?

I mean, we don't really know anything about her, do we?

In my opinion, her terror appeared genuine.

Although... It's possible that this man is a figment of her imagination.

She could be suffering from some sort of aberration, delusion, hallucination. Or

it could be something else, a good deal simpler than that.

You mean it was her way of getting into the legacy house?

Well, she's here, isn't she?

drawing short him.

No.

It can't be.

Have you remembered to say your prayers?

It can't be.

I

can't

go back there.

I can't be alone tonight.

You don't have to. You're safe now.

It's okay.

Please don't make me go back there. You can stay here as long as you want to.

You can go all night if you have to.

You know, it's not that I don't want to. Then do.

No, no. You've been through a lot. A lot has happened.

Nick, I know what I'm doing.

I don't.

So, please, take my bed.

I'll just go get some extra pillows and blankets.

Sleep on the couch.

You can run, Emma.

But when will you learn?

You cannot hide.

Was there

something in there?

Come on, sleepyhead. I didn't want to wake you.

Thanks. I'm so embarrassed I don't ever sleep this late.

Get yourself some breakfast.

I think you mean brunch. And yes, you've all been more than hospitable.

That's no problem. We're planning on it.

Can I ask you something, Nick?

If I get back to the city, I can take you back anytime you want to go.

No, no, it's not that.

No, if I had my way, I think I might just stay right here forever.

Um, no, I was wondering, and you don't have to tell me if you don't want to,

what is this place, really?

Why do you want to know?

Because...

What happened yesterday?

That wasn't the first time.

I've been running for my life for months now.

And last night with you was the first time I felt safe again.

What are you running from, Mary?

The man last night?

Who is he?

He can't help you if you don't tell the truth about what's going on.

What if I tell you the truth and you don't believe me?

Try me.

Well, then I guess we should start with my real name.

She did make a call late last night from her room. I've got the number here.

Did you check it?

I didn't. She called of all places, the monastery, someplace called Hadley Bay.

Hadley Bay?

That's brother Brendan.

He's an old friend of my family, and he has sometimes worked with us on legacy

matters.

That might explain how Mary accidentally wound up here.

Yeah, and I'm afraid we have some very bad news for you, Derek.

When I called the monastery, they told me that Brother Brendan couldn't speak

right now, that he'd been in a very serious accident, and an old rotting

and part of a wall collapsed, nearly crushed him.

He's in very serious condition.

That's awful.

Did they tell you what Mary Rogers had wanted with him?

Well, when I mention her name, they say they never heard of her. But I initiated

a search in that general area for anyone of the same name, and what I came up

with is pretty bizarre.

Why did you run?

You were safe there, were you?

I'm not safe anywhere, Nick.

Not until I find someone who believes me.

Someone who understands I'm not crazy.

I love my sister very much. I'd never have done anything to harm her.

I tried to save her, man.

You believe me, don't you?

An elderly woman by the name of Mary Rogers died last week. I found her obit

a local paper. Who was she? She was a long -term patient at a local sanitarium

called Oak Glen.

Now, this is the same sanitarium from which a young woman named Emma Scott

recently escaped.

Escaped? Uh -huh. Why was she committed?

She was remanded into the care of a Dr. Pretorius after the court declared her

incompetent to stand trial.

On what charge?

The murder of her sister.

Now, she claims...

that an intruder burst into the house and forced her sister through a window.

Was there any evidence to back up her claim? None. No fingerprints, no sign of

forced entry, and no marks on her sister's body.

I talked to Dr. Pretorius. He seemed very concerned about Emma's welfare.

Well, at this moment, I'm more concerned about Nix.

Where is he?

My best guess?

Wherever the beguiling young Emma is.

Guess the police will be looking for you.

I'm not afraid of the police.

Why should I be?

All they can do is send me back to the sanitarium.

What about your doctor? Surely he can help you.

Not anymore.

He tried, but he failed.

That's why I ran away.

Everyone who's tried to help me has failed.

That's why I'll be running for the rest of my life.

It's not fair, Nick.

This is not fair.

How dare you dance on the grave?

You are just plain evil, Cora.

I'd sell my soul to see you dead.

You seen Derek?

The last I saw you was in his office. What?

I just want to know what we're going to do about this girl.

Nick, there's a lot you don't know about her. A lot we found out. In the first

place, her real name is... Emma Scott.

I know.

She told me.

She also told me what happened to her sister and how she got arrested for the

crime and then committed.

She told you all that, huh?

Yeah, and she told me how the guy who killed her sister was going to kill her

unless somebody stops him.

Well, doesn't it strike you as strange she keeps changing her story?

Well, she says it's because she didn't know if she could trust us. Nick, there

is nothing to back up what she's saying. How do we know it's true?

Well, how do we know it's not true?

I mean, we spend all of our time hanging around here, dealing with things that

the rest of the world probably thinks are totally impossible.

And when somebody real, somebody like Emma, somebody who desperately needs our

help arrives and shows up on our doorstep...

We can't even admit to him that the legacy really exists.

Think about it. If what she's saying is true, if she is really being stalked by

a mad killer, then the police need to be dealing with this, not the legacy.

Well, it seems like they haven't been doing a very good job of it.

Well, maybe there's a reason for that.

Okay, maybe then she is delusional.

Now, if that's true, then she should be under the care of her doctors.

Nick, we can't solve everyone's problem.

Maybe we should start with just one.

I never meant to deceive you.

And yet you tried.

You could have told us the truth when you first arrived, Emma.

You don't believe me now.

If I told you the truth, you wouldn't have even let me in.

You'd know better than that.

Brother Brennan would not have told you about us if he hadn't thought that we

would help you.

Absolutely.

He said you were my last resort.

Last resort?

Well, if we're your last resort, you're in some serious trouble.

Come on, stop it, Nick.

Look, this has been nothing but an inquisition for the last half an hour.

Excuse me for interrupting, but you have a visitor.

Should I call him in?

No need to.

No, it can't be.

My name is Dr. Samuel Pretorius.

No.

Don't let him near me.

And I'm here for Emma Scott.

Don't let him kill me, too.

No one's going to hurt you, I promise.

You know better, Emma. Don't let him kill me. No one is going to hurt you,

particularly me.

Stop him.

Don't let him come near me.

I'm just getting some water.

It hasn't been easy getting here, and I've developed quite a thirst.

Emma.

Okay. Why don't you go and rest?

Rest is what you need more than anything.

Everything's going to be fine, Emma.

There's no harm done.

Don't you worry.

Help me.

Doctor, I am Rachel Corrigan. We spoke.

Oh.

You really have to forgive me.

I don't ordinarily show up unannounced like this, but when you called, I

it best I get here as fast as possible. I should have alerted the police and the

court right away, but I hope we'll avoid all that.

Do you mind if I sit down?

I'm afraid I'm not as young as I was.

Well, perhaps it would be best if we adjourned to the other room.

Certainly.

to help me no no no you nick the others don't even believe me all right they're

going to hand me over to him if you don't stop them no one's going to make

go anywhere or do anything you don't want to do and as for this doctor that's

not the real dr pretorius don't you understand that man downstairs is a

and he's here to take my life why would he want to do that i made a deal with

him nick and now he's here to collect you made a deal with him what kind of a

deal

Look, what's going on, all right? I can't help you unless you tell me the

All of it.

My sister was dying.

She was in constant pain.

And I did everything I could to help her.

I mean, I was by her side night and day.

But it wasn't enough.

I couldn't stand it.

And one night when I was praying, I said that I would do anything,

that I would give anything to save my sister from her agony.

I said I'd give my own soul.

And now that thing is downstairs to claim it.

It was April 27th when the court remanded Emma to my care.

I'm curious about your original diagnosis, Doctor.

Well, it was my opinion that she suffered from acute paranoid

And were you able to make any progress with her?

Until this last episode, I'd have said yes.

Absolutely.

I don't understand. Even if you had made a deal like that... I did.

I did, Nick. All right, you did.

But the deal is off. I mean, your sister is dead. Don't you see?

No, you don't see. He tricked me. He tricked me, Nick. How?

He spared my sister from any more pain.

But he did it by throwing her through the window. He killed her, Nick.

That's how he fulfilled his end of the bargain.

All right, then you're saying I just got to get this straight, all right?

That the man downstairs, whoever he is... Whatever he is? Is a devil sent to

seal your deal.

That's right.

That's why you've got to find a way.

A way to what?

To stop him. To destroy him.

Emma, I'll do anything I can to protect you, but I can't just walk downstairs

and pop the guy.

You can't?

Then you better learn.

Because that's what he's here to do.

He's here to kill me.

And every single one of you if he has to.

Emma, you see, comes from a very troubled background.

Six years ago, her father was killed in a freak accident.

Her mother lost all touch with reality.

Emma's older sister, Cora, assumed the caretaker role.

And Emma rebelled against it. Yes, and often.

She's got a long history of running away, many episodes of delinquency.

But to say that she committed murder?

Yes, that's a very big leap, Doctor.

And that's why Emma herself can't face it.

In one moment of absolute rage, she lost control.

And she pushed her sister through a second -story window.

And since then, she's denied responsibility for it to the world and

But you hurt her yourself, Doctor.

She claims that you did it.

Yes.

And when I started working with her weeks after the incident, she claimed

boogeyman had done it.

She said that her sister had conjured up some kind of devil that she had then

lost control of.

We called in a religious advisor, a fellow by the name of Brendan.

From the monastery at Hadley Bay.

Oh, yes.

You know him, then?

Well, isn't that a coincidence?

Fine man, that brother Brendan.

Dr. Rain, are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine, thank you.

Nick, be careful.

I'll be fine.

Just stay up here.

If anything spooks you, scream.

It's a big house, but one scream and I'll be right here.

Demon or no, we'll know how to deal with it.

Part, I'd say, is the nature of her illness.

Mythomania. Yes, it's certainly an element of it.

The compulsion to create fresh narratives to deal with the constantly

circumstances.

Dominic, do you leave that there for me?

Certainly, Nick.

What are you suggesting, Doctor?

I'm suggesting that it's time that I once again take charge of her care.

She needs to be kept in a very strict medical regimen. She's already been off

for far too long.

Maybe she just needs to be left alone.

Nick, Emma's the doctor's patient. I think he knows what's best for her.

That's not the way she sees it. Of course not. Emma's a very disturbed

woman. You sure about that?

What do you think, Rachel?

You're a shrink.

I think she lies.

A lot.

Think about it.

Ever since she arrived here, she's been pressing on little pieces of

information. I should say misinformation.

And not one of us knows what she wants.

Do you, Nick?

Well, I know she wants to stay alive.

And she will.

Precisely.

And it's time I looked in on her.

I don't think so.

Nick, don't.

Emma needs to be under careful medical supervision right now.

Hey.

I'm going to have to excuse him, doctor.

I don't know. He's been blinded by this girl somehow.

Yes, I can see that.

But then with Emma, I can see why.

I don't trust the guy.

Neither do I.

I think there's a lot going on here that we don't yet understand.

I'll give it to you my way.

Okay.

What's up?

I'm not quite sure yet. It's just a feeling, but something is definitely

strange. We need to find out more about him.

I'll buy that.

So why don't we throw this guy out of the house while we do it?

There's an old saying.

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

Yeah.

Nema, wait right there. I'll join you.

This house is mine!

I am not leaving here empty -handed.

Mother wanted me to have... Nothing here belongs to you, Emma Jane Scott. It's

mine. Read Mom's will.

How dare you doubt a mother's grave?

Get out or I'll call the police.

Go on, call them.

Tell them how you let her die.

How you stole everything that belonged to her and me!

Get out, Emma.

Right now, get out of here. You are just plain evil, Cora.

I'd sell my soul to see you dead.

Stay away from me, Emma. You're crazy. What's gotten into you?

You're mine, Miss Scott.

and rachel try and prove that she's a liar i'm gonna confirm that she's

telling the truth well we're just trying to get the truth the way that you are

in your own inimitable bald head fashion

take a look at this

what am i looking at this is the glass that dr pittori is held this is the one

he drank from

And the three prints on it are Dominic's.

And? And there aren't any others.

Dr. Pretorius picked up this glass and didn't leave a mark on it, not with his

fingers or his lips.

What kind of a human being could pick up a glass and not leave a mark?

Dr. Pretorius, it appears.

Dr. Pretorius is dead.

His body was found in the bay early this morning.

The exterior sensor.

It's Emma.

Listen to me.

I believe you, I believe her, okay?

I want you to take her to Hadley Bay, to the monastery.

As long as Brother Brennan has a breath of life left in him, he'll know how to

keep her safe.

In the meantime, we will try...

And delay him here.

All right.

Emma.

I have to get out of here.

We're coming without you. All right, we're going to get you out of here right

now. Cat's off the line.

I'm not sure I agree with your conclusion, Doctor, that Emma killed her

I have just never seen this type of behavior occur under the circumstances

you've described.

Psychiatry is anything but an exact science. But there are certain ground

that usually apply.

Go on.

Creating a persecutor the way that Emma has done is much more symptomatic of

someone whose guilt stems from something accidental rather than self -motivated.

So let's say that Emma wished...

Her sister dead, and that someone else killed her.

Emma would still feel guilty, wouldn't she?

So she created this persecutor to turn herself into a victim.

It's easier to be a victim than to live with that kind of guilt.

An interesting theory, Dr. Corrigan, but I don't think you're right this time.

The best thing for Emma at this point is to get back on her medication.

And into a controlled environment. Doctor, we can argue this... Doctor,

me. Coast Guard just issued small craft warnings.

There's a storm front moving in. So I'm afraid as your host, I couldn't allow

you to leave. It's far too dangerous.

Instead, I invite you to stay the night here.

With us.

Come now.

Derek Rain.

I would have expected a more clever ploy than that from such an esteemed member

of the legacy.

Why don't you tell me who we really are?

Didn't Emma tell you?

I believe she told Nick that you were the devil himself.

Well, that's a bit much.

Don't you think?

We've met before.

In fact, I know your father very well.

As it happens, I see him often.

Would you like me to send your regards?

Or would you like to see it yourself?

Hadley Bay is about 17 miles due south. With this weather, we'll pick up some

chop along the way. So buckle up. Hold on.

we're here to see brother brendan i know he's still but we gotta see him

You're still alive.

Emma, your soul is still very much

in peril.

And he's close.

All right.

Who's this?

I'm Nick Boyle. I know.

Derek has spoken of you.

You're his right hand.

I'm sorry I left you.

I was afraid.

It's the best place to sit down in a monastery, give me your hatting.

Fish is a bit out of the question, if you might have noticed.

Are you

all

right? Yeah.

Good to do it.

Thanks.

I almost finished the prayer and then the roof collapsed.

Back here.

This way, Nick.

What does it look like? Do you see it?

It's a huge old black book.

Again?

Must we go through this again?

And with an imposter yet?

Let this prayer of penitence... Let this prayer of penitence... Rise unto me and

free my soul to seek again the path of righteousness.

There's a good deal more to that prayer of penitence.

But why bother?

No!

No! No!

Emma's made a deal with you. And she's going to make good on it.

She made no deal.

You broke it when you killed your sister.

Broke it?

That's when I sealed it.

Or didn't she tell you?

He's lying. Don't listen to him, Nick.

Emma wished her sister dead.

With all the malice any heart could conjure.

With all the malice needed to summon me.

Stay behind me.

Don't move.

What do you want from me now?

Only what you wagered, Emma.

Your soul.

Mr. Brendan, he's a priest!

Emma, what are you doing?

Save your strength for those who deserve it.

Where did she go?

Did you see where she went?

Nick?

Such a tragedy.

I lost her.

What's important is you're all right. That's all that matters, Nick.

Oh, God.

We're so worried about you.

You didn't lose her, Nick.

She was lost long before she ever came to us.

The prayer of penitence is only words.

Worth meant to express feelings of true remorse, true repentance.

That's something Emma has yet to feel.

Until she does, we will be running forever.

I never realized how easy it was for someone to let evil into their heart.

If something's empty, you just fill it with whatever's available.

Evil is always there for the asking.

Win, lose, or draw.