All language subtitles for The InBetween s01e03_English

- My name is Cassie,
and I see ghosts.

Sometimes they send me
a message,

and sometimes they
just show up.

- If you find yourself wanting
a little help from my side,

just give me a holler,
and I'll come running.

- We're not a team.
I never want to see you again.

- I can't believe
I'm saying this,

but maybe
reach out to Cassie.

- I saw some strange stuff,

and I think it might be related
to your case.

Who's Sally?

- My fiancée.
She fell into a coma.

It's like she's here,
but she's gone.

- I can see
if she'll talk to me.

- That'd be great.

[birds cawing]

- You're not going in there,
are you?

[suspenseful music]

- It's just a hospital.

It'll be fine.

- Hospitals are always
crammed full of ghosts.

If you need a bodyguard
to keep them off you,

I'm available.

- Go away.

- Oh, come on, now.

The quicker you agree
to let me help you,

the quicker I'll be
out of your hair.

- Why would you want
to help me?

- Because I need
to do some good,

or I'll never get out of here.

Now, I admit,
I did some bad things

when I was alive,
and for that, I'm truly sorry.

But it stands to reason
if I start putting my chits

in the "doing good" jar,

mm, maybe folks up there

will let me pass through
those heavenly gates.

I help you,
you help me.

What do you say?

- I say find another sucker.

[car bell dinging]

[car alarm chirps, locks click]

- [chuckling]

Think I'll tag along
with you anyhow.

A hospital's a dangerous place
for someone sensitive.

All the people who died
in there, all the pain, fear,

that energy--
it lingers.

You can see it and feel it.

- [sighs]

- I can ease you past
the rough spots.

- [breathing heavily]

It's only rough at first.

Once I get inside, I can figure
out how to block it...

most of it.

[indistinct ghostly voices]

- Get a move on,
slowpoke.

[voices continue]

- Going up?

[elevator bell chimes]
- Yes, alone.

[voices continue]

- SRS Tech to Pediatric
Oncology ward...

- Hey.
- Can I help you?

- I'm here to see Sally Bishop.

Detective Asante
called ahead about me.

- You must be Cassie.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

- Are you friends
with Detective Asante?

- Something like that.

- Well, he seems very devoted.

[woman speaks indistinctly
over PA]

Let me know if you
need anything.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

[woman speaks indistinctly
over PA]

[monitor beeping]

[dramatic music]

[door closes]

- [sighs]

[sighs]

I mean, like it was
gonna be that easy.

[monitor continues beeping]

[dramatic music]

[birds cawing]

[gasps]

[glass cracking]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[screaming]

[gasping]

Oh.

[breathing heavily]

Was that you?

Next time,
warn a girl.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey.
Got you a tea.

Guy said it tastes just
like a Yorkshire Gold.

[cup thuds]

[scoffs]
You're not even gonna taste it?

- There's no way that American
swill tastes like anything

but weak, lukewarm,
sugary piss.

But I appreciate the thought.

- Anytime.

- Gentlemen, we've got a body
at Woodgate Memorial.

- Patient or visitor?
- Staff.

Nurse fell from the roof.
- Suicide?

- You tell me.

- Officer Jansen.

- Good morning, detectives.

- Morning.

- So, what can you tell us?

- Uh, the deceased
is Grace Morrow, 37.

She's a registered nurse.

Worked at Woodgate
the past two years.

She was in the middle
of her shift.

Told her friends that she was
taking a cigarette break.

20 minutes later a custodian
heard a scream,

came out here,
and found the body.

- Anyone see her fall?

- We're canvassing,
but nothing so far.

- Keep at it,
and get somebody

to pull security video
from the rooftop

and the stairwell, please.

So what do you think, Amy?

- Spinal cord injuries suggest
she folded on impact

like a closing book.

She went over backwards.

- That's unusual for suicide.

- They don't
typically scream either.

- Check out the bruising here.

- Well, those look
like fingertips.

This is where she went over.

So, if someone was up
here with her,

maybe they asked
for a cigarette.

They step up close.

- As she's pulling it out
of the pack,

they grabbed her legs
and flipped her backwards

over the ledge.

- Detectives?

I'm Hal Weaver.

I'm the administrator
here at Woodgate.

- Please let him through.
Thank you.

Mr. Weaver.

- I just want to assure you
that the hospital

will support your investigation
in any way that we can.

- Thank you.
We appreciate that.

We'll need to interview
your staff,

especially anyone Grace
considered a friend.

- Vanessa Shaw,
she's a nurse

at Pediatric Oncology.

I believe she and Grace
were roommates.

- How well did you know Grace?
- Not very.

I try to keep a professional
distance with the employees.

- Did Grace have any problems
with a staff member?

Anyone that gave her
a hard time?

- She never filed
any complaints.

Look, as far as I know,
Grace got along with everyone.

I'm sure this is just
a terrible accident.

- We have to be thorough.
You understand.

- Of course.

- Mr. Weaver, where were you
when Grace fell?

- A board meeting--
second-floor conference room.

I heard a commotion,
we ran outside,

and that's when I saw
it was Grace.

Is there anything
else you need?

- That's all for now.
Thanks for your time.

- Thank you.

Anything?

- Security says that
the cameras in the stairwell

and on the roof malfunctioned
sometime this morning.

There's no video.

- Well, that's suspicious,
isn't it?

- Apparently it happens a lot.

The staff uses the roof as
a kind of unofficial clubhouse.

People even come up here
to fool around.

And that's when they
knock out the cameras.

- Let's talk
to Grace's roommate.

Maybe our victim
was meeting someone.

[suspenseful music]

[monitor beeping]

- Pediatric physician's
assistant, please call 5300.

- Any attending technician to
third floor Radiology, please.

Any attending technician
to third floor Radiology.

[rumbling]

[child giggling]

- Hello?

[electricity crackling]

Hello?

Hello?

[child giggling]

- Who's there?

[floor creaking]

Hey.
Where are you going?

Hey, there.

Do you want me
to come with you?

Please don't be like the kid
from "The Ring."

The basement.
Of course.

[indistinct ghostly voices]

[elevator bell dings]

I'm Cassie.

What's your name?

- Ethan.

Ethan Grant.

- Well, it's nice
to meet you, Ethan.

What are you doing down here?
- I guess I live here now.

- All alone?

- With a lady, but she doesn't
like me talking to strangers.

Please get me out of here.

[distant screaming]

Run!

- [screams]

Leave my boy alone!

[dramatic music]

.

- Hey.
I forgot my coat.

- When you get downstairs,
don't be alarmed

if you see
a lot of police around.

One of the nurses
had an accident.

- This morning?

- I guess she fell
off the roof.

[suspenseful music]

- This is just awful.

Poor Grace.

Um, h-how did it happen?

- We're still looking into it.

- Did Grace typically go
to the roof to smoke?

- Or to get some air.

- Did she ever meet
with anyone?

- She never told me his name.

But I got the feeling
he was married.

- But he works at the hospital?

- She said he was a big shot,
so I assumed he was a surgeon.

They're the most important
people around here.

Grace was very close to some
of her patients.

I'd like to break
the news to them.

- Of course.

We'll call you if we need
anything else.

- Thanks, Vanessa.
- Thank you.

- Hey, I just spoke
to Forensics

about those cigarettes
you found on the roof.

Preliminary tests identified
two DNA samples.

- Ah, any matches?

- There's not enough to run
a full profile,

but they said it's definitely
a male and a female.

- Grace's roommate thinks
she's dating a married man.

Maybe a doctor.

Can you start interviewing
the nursing staff, please?

- I'll see if I can get a name.
- Thank you.

Cassie?
What are you doing here?

- I had one of my things.

I came over
to check it out.

You must be here
about the nurse.

- Do you know something
about that?

- I saw a raven,
and then there was

some terrifying falling
through space,

and that is it.

- Got it.

- You should have
just called me.

You hate hospitals.

- I'm tr--trying to get
a handle on it.

Do you mind
if I just step outside?

I know you're busy,
but can you do me a favor

and run a name for me?

It's Ethan Grant.

I think he died
in the hospital.

- Looking for something
in particular?

- Just if there's anything
suspicious about it.

- Okay. Yeah, we'll look
into it for you.

- Sure, but in return,
can you stay away

from this place, please?

The nurse's death
may have been a homicide,

but either way,
you and hospitals--

not a good mix.

- You don't know
the half of it.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter,
cell phone vibrating]

- Hey.
- Hey, Cassie.

Ethan Grant,
eight years old...

he died at Woodgate two weeks
ago of neuroblastoma.

- So he was terminal.

- He'd been fighting it
for two years.

Tom spoke with his oncologist.

He says they were hoping
this last round of chemo

would shrink the tumor,
but looks like his body

just gave out--
nothing suspicious.

- Okay, thanks.

And, uh, I'm sorry I didn't
get anything from Sally.

- Hey, thanks for trying.

- Yeah, bye.

- Neuroblastoma?

Sounds like a bad one.

- Anything that kills children
is a bad one.

- Hey, now,
don't give me that evil eye.

I never took the life
of an innocent child.

- [groans]
Pin a rose on you.

- In fact,
I feel sorry for Ethan.

Trapped down there
with the basement bitch.

Bad enough
he got done in by--

What was it again?
- Neuroblastoma.

- I sympathize.

Now he can't even move on
to his greater reward.

Surely his people are waiting
to welcome him

on the other side.

I reckon they're worried sick,
wondering where he might be.

- What do you want?

- It's about what you want,
Cassie girl.

You want to help Ethan.

And I want to help you.

- Because you think
entry to Heaven

is based
on a points system?

- And you're in
over your head on this one.

What's in that basement
ain't a heartbroken lover

or some sad spirit waiting
for closure.

You can't reason with it.

Can't send it gently
into that good night.

How do you plan
to get her claws

out of little Ethan
so he can be free?

- I'll think of something.

- H-here's
Grace's personnel file.

- And her activity log.

Those ID badges they carry
track everywhere they go

and everything they do--
literally everything.

- I spoke with several nurses
who worked with Grace.

None of them knew
about an affair,

but they all described her
the same way--

sensitive.
- Sensitive how?

- Took the deaths
of her patients hard.

- Need a thick skin
for that sort of stuff.

- Grace didn't have one.

Some said she wasn't cut out
for nursing work.

But they all claimed
to have liked her.

- Thanks.

- Here's something.

According to Grace's log,
about two weeks ago

she requested
a post-mortem test

for a patient who died
in the hospital.

That seems to be the first time
she's done that.

- What was she looking for?
- Ah, it's hard to say.

I'll need someone to translate
the medical jargon.

But the test was
never performed.

- Why not?

- Because the patient
was terminal.

Neuroblastoma.

It was Ethan Grant.

- Cassie's Ethan Grant?

.

- So Ethan Grant died
of terminal cancer,

but a nurse at the hospital
still wanted to check it out?

- Well, we're not sure yet.

Asante's at the morgue
with the M.E.

decoding the medical data.

But we checked
Grace's schedule,

and she was working
on the pediatric ward

the night that Ethan died,
so maybe she saw something.

- Okay.
What do you need from me?

- When you first mentioned
Ethan, you asked us to check

if there was anything
suspicious about his death.

- Yeah.

- I'm wondering if he said
anything to you

about the night he died,
because it's not often you get

an eyewitness statement
from the deceased.

- It didn't come up.
But I can go ask.

- Actually, do you know what?

I-I don't really want you
going back to the hospital.

- I don't want to go back
either, but I kind of have to.

The truth is,
Ethan is...

he's trapped down there
with this angry, old dead lady.

She came flying at me all like,
"Leave my boy alone!"

- Cassie, the last person that
got involved with Ethan Grant

is dead.

We'll handle it.

- You're gonna handle Ethan?

You're gonna go down
in the basement

and negotiate his release
with an evil spirit?

No offense, but I go this.

- According to this request,
Grace Morrow wanted to run

an ELISA test
on Ethan Grant.

- Why?
- Not sure.

The test gauges enzyme levels,

so she could've been looking
for several things--

antibodies to certain
infectious diseases,

for instance.

- Anything that might have
to do with his cancer?

- Not that I can think of.

And according to his records,
Ethan had gone through

a post-surgical round of chemo
shortly before he died.

So his body would've been
full of drugs,

and his enzymes would've been
all over the map.

If I were you, I would check
with Ethan's surgeon.

Maybe Grace told him
what she was looking for.

- Why do you think that?

- Because it's the same doctor
who denied her ELISA request--

Shane Vogel.

[dramatic music]

[man speaking indistinctly
over PA]

- Dr. Vogel?
- Yes, what can I do for you?

- We're looking into the death
of Grace Morrow.

- Yeah, such a tragedy.

She was a wonderful nurse,
a wonderful person.

- Grace had concerns
about a surgical patient

that recently passed away--
Ethan Grant.

- Yes, she was very upset
when we couldn't remove

all of Ethan's tumor.

It was too close to several
major blood vessels,

so we elected to put him
back on chemo

to further shrink the mass.

- How was it going?
- Well, or so we thought.

That said, his death wasn't
completely unexpected.

He was a very sick little boy.

- Did Grace tell you why
she wanted an ELISA test?

- She didn't have
any specific concerns.

Seemed like more
of a fishing expedition.

Honestly, she just couldn't
accept the fact

that this bright little boy
we knew was gone.

Now, I am wanted in surgery.
Is there anything else?

- No, that's all.

Oh, except Grace told her
roommate that she was seeing

someone at the hospital,
maybe a doctor on staff.

Do you know who that could be?

- I stay away
from hospital gossip.

- Are you married?
- Divorced.

Three times.

- Thank you.

- SRS Tech
to Pediatric Oncology ward.

[elevator bell dings]

SRS Tech
to Pediatric Oncology ward.

[indistinct ghostly voices]

[voices continue]

- [snarling]

[voices continue]

- She said
you have to go away.

- Ethan, if you want
to leave here,

I can help you.

- No, she said she'll hurt us
if we try to run.

- Who is us?

- We all live down here.

- [gasping]

- Ah, here she comes.

- [snarling]

- Ethan,
what happened to you?

- Find Avery!
Go!

- Ethan!

- Okay,
thanks for letting me know.

I-I'll talk
to you later. Bye.

Hey.
- Hey.

- That was Cassie.

She said there are more people
like Ethan in the basement,

and the old lady seems
to be in charge.

- What does she think it means?
- No idea.

- [sighs]

- Tom, I just read your report,
and I need some clarification.

Two weeks ago, Grace Morrow
asked for a post-mortem

on a kid with terminal cancer.

Now, do you really believe that
it was related to her death?

- Well, she was very upset
about Ethan's passing.

- That goes to her
state of mind,

but we've already
ruled out suicide.

Did you talk
to the boy's parents?

Do they think the death
was suspicious?

- No, I called them.

They were asleep at home
when he passed away.

But they were
very complimentary

about the care
he got at Woodgate.

- But you still think
there's a connection?

- It's one of several
leads we're following.

- I encourage you not to waste
too much energy on it, okay?

- [inhales sharply] You know,
maybe she has a point.

It is possible Ethan Grant
doesn't have anything to do

with Grace's murder.

Maybe the timing was just
a coincidence.

[indistinct chatter,
telephones ringing]

- Come here.
- [sighs]

- Okay, before Grace died,
she was concerned about Ethan.

Her death brought Cassie
to the hospital,

where she saw Ethan,
so it's not a coincidence.

- Cassie wasn't
at the hospital yesterday

because of Ethan Grant
or Grace Morrow.

She was there for me.

- I don't understand.

- [sighs]

I have a-a girlfriend
in Seattle.

She's in a coma.

And Cassie went
to see maybe if...

well, if she
could talk to her.

- And you asked Cassie
to do that?

- She offered.

But I just--

I didn't say no.

Look, I just didn't want you
thinking the universe

was at work here when Cassie
was doing me a favor.

I-I know.

I should have told you.

- Cassie's been pushing this
gift away for a long time.

But lately she seems to have
turned a bit of a corner.

She's using it
to do good things,

like trying to help a friend.

I appreciate you telling me.

But I still think
that Grace's investigation

into Ethan's death
is what got her killed.

My hunch,
not Cassie's.

- Then we just have
to prove it.

[door opens]

- Nutritionist dial 2665.

- Can I help you?

- I hope so.

I'm a family friend
of Ethan Grant.

I just wanted to say thank you

to everyone who was so kind
to him while he was here.

- That's very nice of you.

- I meant to write a card.

Maybe I can send a note later.

Can I get the names
of his nurses?

He used to talk
a lot about someone.

I think her name was Avery.

- There's no nurse
named Avery here.

- That's me.

I'm Avery.

- Mind your business,
young lady.

- It's okay, Carla.

Cassie's with me.

[dramatic music]

- How did you know my name?

- Ethan told me.

He said to keep
an eye out for you.

- You can talk to Ethan
even though he's gone?

- I think it's
because I'm sick--

neuroblastoma,
same as he had.

But you can see him.

And you're not sick.

- It started for me
when I was younger than you.

But it just never went away.

- Can you help Ethan?

He doesn't like it
down there.

None of them do.

- I'm trying to.

But it--

Did Ethan ever talk to you
about the night he died?

- Everyone says I don't have
to be scared of dying

'cause it doesn't hurt.

But Ethan says they're liars
and it does hurt...

a lot.

- How did it hurt him?

- He said he was sleeping
when it started.

So he doesn't remember
the beginning.

But then...

- [gasps]

- There was a rash
on this arm.

It felt like he was burning
alive but from the inside.

He couldn't scream.

He couldn't move.

Then he couldn't breathe.

Ethan says that's
what dying felt like.

- [gasping]

.

[suspenseful music]

- I'm gonna start charging
you guys a consulting fee.

- Trying to establish
a cause of death.

Symptoms include rash,
fever, paralysis.

- Onset was immediate.

- Was the rash on the arm
like at an injection site?

- Could've been.

- Sounds like an allergic
reaction to a drug.

Maybe succinylcholine.

It's a paralytic.

Anesthesiologists use it to
keep intubated patients still.

- And it's also handy
for killing people.

There have been several murder
cases involving SUX.

Usually the perp's
in the medical field.

Unhappy doctor injects
his spouse,

she dies within minutes--
looks like a heart attack.

- What about an autopsy?

- Well,
that's the beauty of it.

The drug is essentially
just a pair

of bonded
acetylcholine molecules

which naturally occur
in the body.

- It's pretty much untraceable.

- Except for an ELISA test.

If you were injected with SUX,
there would be elevated levels

of succinic acid in your body.

- That's why Grace wanted to
order an ELISA test on Ethan.

- How common
is an allergic reaction?

- Incredibly rare.

- Someone tried to murder
Ethan with an injection.

Figured it'd look like the boy
died in his sleep.

- But Ethan was allergic,
and Grace noticed the reaction.

And thank you, Amy.

- I'll send the bill
in the mail.

- Double it.

Why kill an eight-year-old boy,
one who's already terminal?

- Well, the only reason I can
think of is to end his misery.

But it wasn't the parents.
- Then an employee?

- Well, if it was someone
at the hospital,

Ethan won't be the only victim.

- The ghosts Cassie saw
in the basement.

- We could be talking
about an angel of mercy.

And if they've been
killing patients

who are
already terminal,

it's possible they've been
doing it for years

with no one suspecting.

- So when Grace started
looking into Ethan's death--

- The killer knew they were
about to be exposed.

- Exactly.

- They lured Grace to the roof
and pushed her off.

- We need to identify
the other victims.

- Let's start with
the patient records.

- Thankfully, Grace Morrow
had the foresight to mention

the rash
on Ethan Grant's arm

before she filed
the ELISA request.

That was enough to get us
a sealed warrant

for Woodgate's medical records
for the last five years.

- Okay, but you're talking

about thousands of people,
though, right?

- 3,000 to 5,000, actually.

We need to identify the two
dozen you saw in the basement.

- [chuckling] Oh.

- I-I know.
I know.

But we pulled out patients
who, just like Ethan,

died in the hospital
alone at night,

and then we separated

their intake photos
from their medical information.

These are those.

- And you want me
to go through the photos?

Is this police procedure?

- You're a witness.

But let's keep it
to ourselves, shall we?

- Okay, I have to be at work
in two hours.

Until then,
I'm yours.

[indistinct chatter]

- Where are we
with the angel of mercy?

- Woodgate has nearly
10,000 employees.

Almost a quarter of them have
direct or limited access

to succinylcholine.
- And the victims?

- Well, we're using Ethan Grant
as a baseline--

pulling patients who are
classified as terminal

but whose deaths were
not expected

for several more weeks.

- So far, we found 22 patients
who fit the profile.

- Well, how can we narrow down
the employees?

- Everyone has to swipe
their ID passes

to gain access
to the drug cabinet.

- We're correlating
employees' work schedules

with patients' time of death,

hoping someone ticks
all the boxes.

- I found a match.

- Good afternoon.

- Detectives,
what can we do for you?

- Carla Gainer, we're going to
need you to come with us.

- I don't understand.
- What's this about?

- The murder of Ethan Grant.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter,
siren wails]

- This is crazy.
I barely knew Ethan Grant.

I try to avoid working peds.

- Because it's difficult?

- Because I don't
like children.

Look, check my activity log.

If I was taking SUX
from the cabinet,

there'd be a record of it.
- And there is.

Your pass was used to withdraw
100 milligrams of SUX

the day Ethan Grant died.

- But I wasn't even there.

I remember when I heard
the news about Ethan,

feeling glad I'd gone home
with food poisoning.

Avoided that drama.

- Are you saying someone else
used your badge?

- That's all I can think of,

but I don't know how
it could have happened.

We guard those badges
with our lives.

Hal Weaver is a fanatic
about security.

- We need to confirm
your alibi.

- Call Anne Freeman,
the head nurse.

She'll remember,
because it was a big nuisance.

Grace was the only one that
could cover me last minute,

but she had never worked
the night shift.

- Why not?

- Even though she had
no seniority at Woodgate,

she still got
special treatment.

- [gasps]

[suspenseful music]

[cell phone beeping]

- You've reached Tom Hackett.
Leave a message.

[beep]
- Tom, it's me.

I'm going through photos,

and I think I found
the old lady in the basement.

It looks like she was
a patient at Woodgate.

.

- I've never seen her before.

But she wouldn't be
on the pediatric ward anyway.

- Yeah, I figured
it was a long shot.

[clicks tongue]

It's just if I can find out
who that woman is,

maybe I can figure out
what she wants

with Ethan and the others.

- Thank you for helping Ethan.

It makes him feel less scared,
knowing you're working so hard

to get him out.

And I told him if I die,
I'll come and be with him

so he won't be alone anymore.

- You're not gonna die
for a long time, Avery.

- You shouldn't say that
unless you know for sure.

- You're right.
I'm sorry.

- People want to have something
positive to say.

They want to tell you
how strong you are

and how you need to fight.

But they don't know
how hard it is...

and how you basically
never feel strong.

But you know what I mean.

You deal
with all this awful stuff,

and you feel helpless and sad,

but you keep trying.

Cassie, if I do die

and I get stuck
in the inbetween...

Will you help me get back out?

- That's a promise.

- I spoke to Anne Freeman.

She said anytime she scheduled
Grace for a night shift,

she'd get a call
from Hal Weaver

with orders
to change it.

- Pulling strings to get Grace
the better rotation.

Sounds like the kind of thing
a big shot at the hospital

might do for his girlfriend.
- There's more.

I looked into that
badge situation.

And Weaver's
really strict about it.

He's the only one
who can issue them.

- We should bring him in.

[door opens]
- Mr. Weaver.

- Hope you have a good reason
for dragging me down here.

- When Grace was killed,

you told us you were
in a board meeting.

- But you neglected to mention
there was a 15-minute break.

Coincidentally right when Grace
left her desk and went upstairs

for a smoke.

- Did you call her
on the hospital line

to ask her to meet you?

We know you and Grace
were having an affair.

- Yes.

I called Grace
from the conference room,

and I asked her to meet me
up on the roof.

But I never made it up there.
- Why not?

- I got cornered
by the head of the board.

He said that somebody had told
him that I was planning

to change my vote
on the expansion plan

which was not true.

But it took 20 minutes
to unwind the confusion,

and by that time,
Grace was dead.

- Who was in that meeting
with you, Mr. Weaver?

- A couple of the directors--

Wally Fitzgerald,
head of the board,

Katy Mead
from the foundation,

and Shane Vogel,
head of surgery.

- Did Shane Vogel know
about you and Grace?

- Shane's a friend.

I confided in him, yes.

- Because he can keep a secret?

- Would you do favors
for him in return?

Did you ever give him
extra security badges?

- Well, Shane's nurses
were particularly careless

with their badges.

Several times I remember
issuing a replacement badge

for Carla Gainer
while Shane waited.

- Thank you.

Shane Vogel lied to us when he
said he didn't know who Grace

was sleeping with.

He knew Hal Weaver and Grace
were having an affair.

- We spoke
with Wally Fitzgerald,

head of the board.

He says it was Vogel

who told him Hal
was gonna change his vote.

Vogel wanted to keep
Hal downstairs.

- So Vogel jams up Hal,
then he goes to the roof

to confront Grace
about Ethan Grant.

- And if Grace hadn't figured
out that Vogel was the killer,

she might have confided
in him,

said she wasn't gonna drop
the investigation.

- Well, he'd need
to get rid of her

before she spoke
to anybody else.

Can we prove Vogel
is our angel of mercy?

- We cross-referenced him
with potential victims.

- He operated on eight of them,
including Ethan Grant.

Supervised residents
on another 12.

- Now, we think
this is patient zero.

Ellen Rabe--
she's Shane Vogel's mother.

- The date of her death

coincides with the first
replacement badge

that Hal Weaver issued
for Carla Gainer.

- Shane Vogel ended the pain
for his mom,

then he got a taste for it.

- He knows we brought in
Hal Weaver and Carla Gainer.

He has got to assume
we're getting close.

- I'll get a judge to issue
an arrest warrant.

- Excuse me.
Where's Shane Vogel?

- He said he had to check
on a patient in Pediatrics.

- Shane.
- Put the needle down.

- I never wanted
to hurt anyone.

[voice breaking] I became
a doctor to help people.

You do everything you can to
keep them alive, and for what?

Prolong their suffering?
Drag out their misery?

Another month?
Another week?

A day?

It's cruel.

- Is that why you helped
your mother, Shane?

Because she was in pain?

- I sat with her for hours
listening to her cry

because it hurt so much.

And then one night I saw it.

It was a halo around her head,
and I knew it was time.

And everyone I chose had that
halo because they were ready,

even if no one else understood.

In that room,
just the two of us...

we knew.

You can't put me in prison,
not for helping people.

And I tried to tell Grace,
but she wouldn't listen!

- Shane, I'm giving you
to the count of three.

One...

two...

- [crying]

- No, Shane! No!
I need a crash cart now!

.

- "Leave my boy alone."

I thought she was talking
about Ethan,

but it was Shane.

- Well, even after death,
some mothers will do anything

to protect their child.

- Yeah, and I guess she's still
thinking like a living person.

The people Shane killed
were witnesses.

They could talk.
- Right.

Well, she wasn't wrong.

Ethan talked to you...
and Avery.

- What if Ellen
doesn't know it's over,

that Shane is dead?

She could still be down there
holding on to them all.

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

- Going another ten rounds
with the basement bitch

Ding, ding.

Just out of curiosity, what's
your plan for the old lady?

- I don't have one yet.

- Well, I love me
a good cat fight.

Putting 20 on you, cottontail.

- I want you to go away, Ed.

I mean it.

You're a killer.

You have no remorse
for what you've done.

You're not getting
out of the inbetween,

no matter what you do.

And I don't want your help.

So go.

Don't come back.

Ellen?

Are you here?

Ellen.

They know about Shane.

It's over.

He's dead.

- Liar.

- It's the truth.

But he might still be close by.

If you look,
maybe you can find him...

help him through this.

Your boy's in pain.

He needs his mother.

- [screams]

- Nicely done.

Look at you.

Like a box of Cracker Jack,
cottontail,

you are just full of surprises.

- Where's Ethan?

A-and the others?

- [laughing]

No idea.

[laughing]

- I'm just saying,
I'd feel better

if I'd seen a big light,
you know?

Heard a heavenly choir
or something.

But there's just nothing.

- Look, I'm not an expert,
but if Ellen's gone,

doesn't that mean the others
have gone as well?

I mean, she was the only thing
keeping them there, right?

- Maybe.

I just need to be sure
that Ethan's okay.

I'll talk to you later.
- Okay.

[dramatic music]

[footsteps approaching]

- Maybe she's not talking
to you on purpose.

[scoffs]
I mean...

she didn't believe
this stuff--

psychic abilities,
communicating with spirits.

- Well, she wouldn't be
the first person

who's come around after
spending a little time with me.

- Well, either way,

I know she would ask you
a million questions.

[sighs]
How does it work?

What's the best and worst part?

Where does it come from?

- That one's easy.

My mom.

She had it, too.

- It must have made life
a little easier.

- Not really.

She hated it so much.

She didn't want
to understand it

or deal with it.

She just kept trying
to make it stop.

- Can you do that?
- You can.

If you drink yourself
into a stupor.

Liquor dulls the senses, right?

Even the sixth one.

It quiets the voices.
It blurs your vision.

But then it plays havoc
on your actual life.

- [scoffs]

- She died when I was 13.

That's when I went to live
with Tom and Brian.

- Does she ever...

visit you?

- Not once.

I'm not getting anything.
I'm...

I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

[sighs]

I'm not sure if there's
anything she would tell me

that I don't already know.

She loves me.

She knows I love her.

And this terrible thing
happened to us,

and it's not right
or fair, but...

it's no one's fault.

And if she does recognize
the world around her now,

then she knows I'm here.

And I'll never leave.

I'm waiting for her
to come back to me.

- Pediatric physician's
assistant, please call 5300.

- Pediatric physician's
assistant, please call 5300.

[elevator bell dings]

[woman speaking indistinctly
over PA]

[indistinct chatter]

- Cassie, hey.

- Hey.
Hey yourself.

Is everything okay?
- I just heard.

My cancer's in remission.

- Oh.
- I get to go home.

- That is great news.

Congratulations.

- Thanks.
- Oh.

- My mom's on her way.

But I'm glad
I could say good-bye.

- Yeah, me too.

Take care.
- Thanks.

Oh, Ethan says thank you, too.

- He's all right?
- Oh, yeah.

They all are.

- Thanks for telling me.

[soft uplifting music]