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[Children Chattering]

[Laughs]
I won.

What do you mean, you won?
You did not.

I did too. The old man
can still beat him.

- Oh, come on, Dad.
You saw it, didn't you? I won.
- Close. Really close.

Yeah.
All right. If it was close,
let's go again. We'll go...

Wait a minute.
How many times
do I have to beat you?

You beat me?
Yeah, I beat you.

Hey. Hey!
All right!
Listen, you won!

Leave your father alone.
All this exercise is
making me hungry.

Come on, Dad.
All right, you won.

No, no. You won.

No, you won.
No, no. You won.

No, you won.
Mr. Childress?

Telephone for you, sir,
on the terrace.

[Airplane Passes Overhead]

Better get here
as soon as you can.

I'll tell Peter.

Hey, what will living in the States
be like, Dad?

I don't know.
You've been away a long time.

Yeah, it's been since Mom died.
Yeah.

Why Chicago?

Good school for you.
The best.

You could go out
for football.
What, and give up soccer?

Well, football's more popular
in the States.

Football players
are more popular
with the girls.

Dad.

I don't know.
School and sports,
all that stuff-

I just won't fit in there.
Feel like some kind of freak.

What is this?
I don't know. Maybe if I knew
what was wrong with me.

There's nothing wrong
with you.

Well, I might do okay in a zoo.

Now, what the hell are you doing?
Feeling sorry for yourself?

Okay, you have a talent
that would shock
the hell out of people,

but it's a talent that also
can be put to good use.

Dad...
It's nothing
to be ashamed of.

Now, Childress understands this.
That's why he wants you to go
to this school in Chicago.

You'll meet other kids that are...
that are special like you.

Robin, I'll be with you
all the way.

If it doesn't work out,
we'll do something else.

[Exhales]
[Clicks Tongue]

Robin.

Do me a favor.
I want to talk to your father
alone one minute.

Sure.
I'll be on the terrace, Dad.

Okay.

Peter,

you've gotta give me
the telephone number...

of that dame
from the antique shop.

Nothing antique about her.
Everything works.

Gonna miss you.

Well, I'm not gonna miss you.

Twenty years together
in the same agency
is more than enough.

Ah, you taught me a lot.
Ah.

No, you did.
Look, if this is gonna be a teary farewell,
get your ass out of here.

No tears. All laughs.

Right.

I'll say good-bye
to your son over there.

Uh, waiter.

Regular luncheon for two.

[Machine Gun Fire]

[Screaming]

[Groans]

[Screaming Continues]

[Machine Gun Fire Continues]

[Woman Screams]

My dad!

Get Robin out of here!

Dad.
Robin, your father's all right.
He's a professional.

They're after my dad.
Robin, they're after all of us.

[Machine Gun Fire Continues]

[Screaming Continues]

[Machine Gun Fire Continues]

[Screams]

[Grunts]

[Bullets Ricochet]

[Camera Whirring]

For Christ's sakes.

[Shouts]

Dad?

[Screams]

[Boat Motor Revving]

[Gasps, Panting]
They killed my dad.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

They killed my dad.
It's all right.

[Vehicle Tires Screech]

Robertson,
where the hell are you?

Give me the gun!
I'm gonna find out
who broke that security.

I'll check on it.
No! Get this boy
out of here.

Come on, Robin. Move.
Let's go. Into the car.
Get him out of here.

Let's go. Hurry. Come on!
It'll be all right, Robin.
It'll be all right.

[Tires Squealing]

I'm sorry, sir.
It's all right, Jonathan.
You did a very good job.

Thank you.
I'm proud of you.

Up by the road. Go on.
Sure.

Give me the film.

[Chattering]

[Man On Radio]
That's the great Johnny Dunbar.

In Chicago it's already 87 degrees
this morning,

13 minutes after 10:00.
[Bell Dings]

So I said, "Mother,
what do you want from me?

I mean, you got this terrific job.
You're all over the world.

I mean, I get to see you maybe
once a month, if I'm lucky, right?

Okay, I'm happy for you.
I really am."

But I said, "Just don't try
and run my life...

when you happen to
be around the house
for a few days...

and feel like playing mom."

Mm-hmm. I know.

They just... They just
don't know how to let go,

and they get so hurt
when you try to explain to them.

Really.

Anyway, let's see
if you know this junk.

Uh, January 10, 1946.

That was the first United Nations
General Assembly...

that was held in London,
right?

Good.
See, I told you.
I never forget dates.

All right. Who was elected
president of the assembly?

It's names
I have trouble with.

Uh...

LaRue, don't tell me.
I didn't say anything.

Yes, you did.
You said "Raymond."
I heard you.

I did not. Raymond?
His name wasn't Raymond.

It was, uh...

Raymond Dunwoodie.

[LaRue]
Who was Raymond Dunwoodie?

I don't know. It's just...

That-That name just came
into my head. I don't know.

So what was
the right answer?
Um...

Paul-Henri Spaak
of Belgium.

Oh, yes, Paul-Henri Spaak.

Okay. Next.
I always get that one wrong.

"The five permanent members
of the U.N. Security Council are?"

Ah, the United States, Russia...

I know.

Let's just forget
the whole thing.

Forget it?
Are you crazy?

We've got a final.
LaRue, I know this stuff.

We have a final at 2:00.
I know, and I'm gonna pass
with flying colors.

I promise you.

Hey, guess what.
What?

We got a buddy.

Oh, my God.
What a... What a creep.

He's walking backwards now.

Should we give him money?
No!

God, what do you
take me for?

I don't know.
Oh, he's not gonna bother us.

I hope we pass.
Sure!

Here.
Two popcorns, please.

[Peter] Hello?
Mr. Johnson?

Yes?

It's Raymond Dunwoodie.
What is it, Raymond?

Now, look, I haven't
changed my mind.

I mean, there's nothing
I can do for you personally,

but I may have somebody
to locate your son.

You'd better not
be wasting my time.

No, no. I'm at the beach,
and I made a contact.

She's a kid... m-maybe 17...
and she's psychic.

Are you sure?
That's right, she's psychic.

Bring her here.

I don't have her yet,
but I could get her.

Now, look, Mr. Johnson?

This is gonna cost.

How much?
[Scoffs]

I don't mean 50 or 100 bucks.
Not for this girl.

How much, Raymond?

$1,000.

I don't have
that kind of money.

[Chuckles]
Oh, that's a sad story, Mr. J.

Almost as sad as the story
you told me about your boy.

Dunwoodie paid off for us.
We've completed the trace.

He's talking to Sandza
at the Plymouth Hotel.

[Tires Screech]

Step inside, off the street.

[Man]
Yes, sir.

[Door Hinges Squeaking]

Is this man registered here?

I don't know.

I just came on
a half hour ago myself.

We think he's been here
a few days.

You ain't the police, is you?

[Chuckles]
Oh, well, I'm what you'd
consider well-traveled,

but I don't believe I ever
heard of you gentlemen.

We don't spend a dime
on public relations.

Yeah, well,

that would be
Mr. R.V. Johnson, Room 512,

just down the hall to your left.

Hey, government man.
Don't bust my door down, please.

Use the pass key.

Chase 1 to Chase 2...

He's loose. Do you copy?

He's loose. Do you copy?

[Static Crackling]

Chase 1 to Chase 2.
He's loose. Do you copy?

[Man On TV]
Gunmen of the Hanafi
Muslim sect...

continue their siege
of three Washington buildings.

[Meowing]

Oh, damn it.
Did you hear that, Vivian?
Huh? Huh?

Now, that's what
I'm talking about!

Them bozos in Washington
are mugging the whole damn country.

They got every court in the land
helping 'em make it legal.

Yeah, well, if you ask me
what happened to the milk
of human kindness,

I'd have to tell you, frankly,

that the whole world
has dried up at the tit.

[Chuckles]
You can say that again, pal.

I swear to hell,
I don't know where...

[Woman]
Vivian!

Yes, Mother Nuckells.
I'm coming.

Couldn't you just once manage
to go potty by yourself?

Somebody's in my room!

All right, now.
Nobody's going to get hurt.

I just want some clothes.

He came in my window.

Do you know who he is?

I told you we should've
moved to Melrose Park.

Harry, this wouldn't be happening
if we lived in Melrose Park.

You, uh, w-w-want clothes.

Old clothes.
Anything you've got.

You can see, I need clothes.
I can't go anywhere like this.

Just... the clothes.

Yes.

Oh, I had to leave the hotel
in a hurry,

so could you spare
a couple of dollars?

I knew it.

This is a graphic example
of biofeedback.

We're converting
the very low-voltage
alpha-wave energy...

into electricity
to run that train.

And that train will only run
when my friend Hester...

is in alpha.

[Motor Buzzing]

Now, as you may have hoped,

there are more
practical applications
to biofeedback training.

If you can learn to regulate
your brain waves,

you can gain control
of your heart rate,

blood pressure,
headaches, backaches,

even, ladies, cold feet.
[Chuckles]

Now, I work
at the Paragon Institute,

where we study the phenomena
of extrasensory perception.

And we are using
biofeedback techniques...

to tap the almost limitless resources
of the human mind...
[Giggles]

And I am speaking now of such things
as thought transmissions,

commonly known as telepathy.

Now, that machine
is called a magnetometer,

and it records the fluctuations...

of the human
electromagnetic field...

during our experiments,

and I guess Hester's had it.

Thank you, Hester.

I want to stress
that no particular talent
is needed to achieve this.

Anybody can achieve alpha,

with a little patience.

- Want to try?
- [Chuckles]
Sure.

Try to remember...

that "alpha"
is another word for "passive."

Right.

Visualize sitting
in an empty theater...

in front of a blank screen,

and let that screen
fill your mind.

Okay.
Okay?

[Exhales]

[Murmuring]

[Gasps]

Gillian?
Hey, hey, hey.
Are you all right?

What is she doing?

I have no idea.
[Laughs]

Don't mind about them.
It's okay. You all right?

Creep.

I'd say I'm pretty sound,

considering
the ravages of time.

For instance,
I don't have the use
of any more...

than one of my limbs
or vital organs.

Good thing
the Lord God Jehovah...

built in so many spare parts.

But when the old ticker
gives out, well, that's it.

Ain't that the truth.

How long do you think
you'll be staying?

Oh, shut up, Vivian.

Let the boy enjoy
his breakfast.

Thank you.

What is it
they want you for?

I'm a high-level security risk.

Oh!

[School Bell Rings]

[Chattering]

Did you get it yet?

No.
It's been over two months!

Would you shut up, Betsy?

It does not.
I mean, it happens...

Uh, Gillian, I was saving
that seat for Cheryl.

Too bad.
Cheryl can sit over here.

Oh, God.
Now what am I gonna do?

Oh, Cheryl, I'm sorry.
I tried to save a seat for you,
but Gillian just took it.

Look, you can have my seat.
Hey, watch it.

Good Lord, Pam.
If you're that nervous,
why don't you masturbate?

[Giggling]

Are you ready for that?

Are you ready for tomorrow?

[Whispering]

You two are so sweet.

- When are you getting married?
- [Snickering]

See any ghosts today, Gillian?

Cheryl, you're not very funny.

Gillian's not very funny.

I mean, there are
more mature ways to get attention,
don't you think, Gillian?

Say, have you guys seen
Mr. Watkins's new girlfriend?

Oh, yeah. Where'd
he pick that chick up?

Read my mind!

What?

Tell me what I'm thinking.

Come on.
Right now, read my mind.

Well, that's what they say
you can do, isn't it?

No. I don't know how
to read minds, Cheryl.
That's ridiculous.

- Listen, Cheryl...
- Shut up, LaRue!

I only want to find something out.
That's all.

All right. Come on.

Oh, great. Good.

Now pay attention, everybody.

- Gillian's gonna perform for us.
- I didn't say I...

Cheryl, look.
I don't know anything about
reading minds, all right?

I mean, I don't even know
what I'm thinking most of the time,

so... get off my back.

Gillian, you're so full of shit.

Cheryl, you're an asshole.
Just shut up.

She can't help being upset.

She has to take it out
on someone.

What did you say?

Oh, Cheryl, you don't
want everyone to know
that you're pregnant, do you?

What? I would like for you
to explain that little remark!
Cheryl...

Just what do you think
you know about me?

- I'm sorry. I didn't...
- Come on, tell me!

- Let go, Cheryl. Let go.
- Tell me!

- Tell me.
- Cheryl, please let go.

- Cheryl.
- Come on, tell me.

No! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
- [Girl] Are you all right, Cheryl?

- [Girls Scream]
- Help me!

Oh, God. Oh, God!

[Sobbing]

♪♪ [TV: Show Theme]

I put some cookies
in a bag for ya.

You might get hungry
later on.

Thank you.

How's your hair? Dry yet?

Oh, it's fine.

[Muffled]
Hey! Oh.

Just fine.

That Shinola
will wash right out.

I'd appreciate it if you'd wait
till after M*A*S*H to, uh, let them go.

M*A*S*H? I'll wait
till Sunrise Semester.

[Laughs]
[Muffled Talking]

Might as well
just leave 'em there.

They ain't got anything
to say I want to hear.

I've heard it all before.

Peter.
Uh, that your real name?

That's right.

Can't see a reason why
you'd make up lies to tell me.

I don't matter anyhow.

I wouldn't lie to you,
Mother Nuckells.

You know that.
[Whimpering]

[Train Passing]

And I hope
you find your son.

If he's alive, I'll find him.

And if the feds
get in your way,
shoot 'em.

Just shoot 'em.
It's all they deserve.

Yeah. There's so many of 'em.
They just keep coming.

Kill 'em. Kill 'em.

Now, don't overwork yourself,
Mother Nuckells.

Remember,
it's bad for the old ticker, huh?

Thank you.

[Vivian, Muffled Shouts]

You want to get us
out of here now?

[Both, Muffled Speech]

[Vivian]
Come on, Mother. Oh, please!

Please.

[Woman On Radio]
♪ I've been walkin' around♪

♪ Tryin' to find a place
to rest my head♪

♪ Oh-oh ♪

[Siren Wailing In Distance]

♪♪ [Continues, Faint]

[Horn Honks]
[Horn Blaring]

[Chattering]
Listen, I got a good deal.

Lucy and her supposed to be
down at the auditorium,

so let's go check
that out instead.

Hey, well, you know,
that's all the way down,
you know.

Okay, man. I dig.
All the way down.

Hey, man, check out pops.

Let's see what the old man
got in the bag.

[Cane Tapping]

[Man Chattering]
Stationary clear.
Do you copy?

Okay, pops, let's have the bag.
Watch it. Got a gun.

[Woman On Radio]
♪ Gotta find a place to run my life ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ I've been drinkin'
I've been walkin' downtown
with nothin' but a headache ♪

♪♪ [Continues, Faint]

♪ Oh, yes, so tired♪

[Woman]
I know you're not goin' back there.

[Man, Angry Chattering]

[Woman]
Come on. I want to go home.

- [Man]
Home with you?
- Home with me, yeah.

I'll never run home with you.
Come on.

- You wanna stay out all night?
- I don't want to go home.

I want to go home right now.

- [Horn Honking]
- [Man] Hey, come on.

- Hey, how's that for a horn, huh?
- [Honking]

What... What if I
want to go home?

♪♪ [Orchestral]

But listen to that stereo.

I mean, you ever heard
better fucking stereo sound
in your life?

[Man]
How can you be sure it's Sandza?

[Childress]
He had to be in the neighborhood.

All we had to do was wait.

I trained with him.
I know his style.

What's he doing now? Over.

[Man On Walkie-talkie]
Looks like off-duty cops
in that Cadillac ahead of us.

There's nothing
he can do now.

[Mutters]

- Can I help you, pop?
- You're under arrest.

What?
[Laughing]

You're under arrest
for impersonating police officers.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, look out!
What the hell!

He's got a piece.
It's in my armpit.

All right. What do you
want me to do?

Drive down that alley.
Fast.

[Tires Squealing]

Crazy son of a bitch!
[Shouts]

Take a right.
Head for Lower River Drive.

Faster.

Damn!

Holy shit!

[Angry Shouting]

Should I drive
a little faster?

No. Slower.
Slower?

Right now, you're
the only two people in the world
I feel safe with.

[Chuckles]
I want to enjoy your company.

Yeah, okay. Sure. Sure.

Why not? We'll, uh...
We'll just cruise around a little bit.

Maybe after a while,
you'll want to talk.

Yeah.

What's your name?

Peter.
I'm Marty O'Brien.

Is that gun too uncomfortable
in your armpit?

Oh, no, no, no.
I want you to meet my partner,
Officer Eggleston.

Uh, hi, hi, Peter.
Why don't you call me Bob?

Hi, Bob.

Nice car.

Yeah. It's brand-new.

I just picked it up
about a half hour ago.

I... sure wouldn't want
anything to happen to it.

Don't blame you.

Uh, that shoe polish
in your hair, Peter?

Yes, it is. It's a disguise.

It's a pretty clever disguise.
[Laughing]
Yeah.

Didn't work though.
They were waiting for me.

Must've been waiting all day.

I gotta give that Childress
a lot of credit, the son of a bitch.

Somebody's after you.
Is that it?

[Cars Passing]

What do you suppose
he's telling those cops?

Whatever it is,
they won't believe him.

I worked for a government agency
you never heard of.

They took my son away from me.

They needed him,
so they just took him.

Keep your hand in your lap, Marty.

It's a frightening power
these people have.

They can make anybody
disappear anytime.

Somebody's gotta stop 'em.

Yeah, well, that's right, and if you
don't mind my making a suggestion,
maybe we can help.

Yeah. You see, Peter,
uh, Marty and myself...

have had a lot of experience
dealing with, uh, you know...

People who like kicking
other people around.
Yeah, harassing them.

- I got an idea.
- Hey, that's a terrific idea, Marty.

Why don't we stop
for some coffee?
Don't stop!

Let's get the hell off this drive!

We're like sitting ducks
down here!

All right. Easy, man, easy.
We're on your side.
We're just trying to help.

Chase 1 to Top Guy 1.
We've got him on the lower drive.
Do you copy?

Chase 1, copy.
We're right above you.

Two sedans
have been following us.

Standard government issue.

He's right about that. They...
Bob.

- Uh, yes, sir?
- I want you to lose those cars.

Lose?
That's right.

Well, um, how do you suppose
I should go about it?

There's a construction site
other side of the bridge.

When we get there, I want you
to follow my instructions exactly,
understand?

Bob,

if they can make me disappear,

they can make you disappear too.

Chase cars,

pull up alongside the Cadillac.

Let's find out
what Peter has in mind.

[Brakes Screech]

Something's going on here.

Look like feds to you?
Who knows?

Peter, I'm worried about that gun
going off, you know, by accident,
if we hit a few bumps.

You got something
to worry about there.

You say across the bridge
when the light changes?

We're not gonna wait
for the lights to change, Bob.

We're not?

- Go!
- [Tires Squealing]

[Horns Honking]

Oh, God. Please, God,
don't let anything happen
to my new car.

Chase 1 to Top Guy 1.
He's crossing bridge into fog.

Losing visual contact. Over.

They're finished.

Let's go home.
That son of a bitch.

Hey, watch where you're going.

I can't see anything
in this soup.

Which way?
I don't know.

You go straight,
and I'll go left.
All right.

[Sighs]

Now what?

Don't know.

Hear anything?

I don't know.

Do you?
Yeah. I definitely
hear something.

[Horn Honking]

Chase 1, Chase 1.
We're in pursuit of the Caddy.

[Tires Screech]

I see him.

I see him. He's over there.
Around to the right!

Jesus.

How the hell was I suppo...

[Honking]

[Honks]

There they are. Come on!
Go on! Get moving!

[Screams]

All right.
Get out, both of you.

Leave the motor running.

I can't believe it.
Not a scratch.

Throw your pieces
in the lake.

[Splashing]
What are you gonna
do now, Peter?

When you see Childress,

ask him
if it was worth his arm.

What happened
to his arm, Peter?

I killed it,
with a machine gun.

- Hey, Peter, now, wait.
- Tell Childress to follow me!

I want him
to follow me this time!

Not in my car, man.

Watch out, Bob!
Hey. Wait. No, Peter!
Let's talk about this!

[Horn Honking]

[Honking Continues, Faint]

Gillian, I know you're upset,
but it's silly.

I was told Cheryl
has a history of nosebleeds.

An ice pack stopped the bleeding
in five minutes.

But what I'm trying to tell you
is I made it happen.

Oh, that's impossible.

Look, now, Mother,
what about when you
started bleeding?

Remember,
a couple of weeks ago?

I mean, you said yourself
that cut was healed, and it opened
right up. I mean... Don't!

Why not?

'Cause it could happen to you.

Gillian, I've had a long flight,
and I'm very tired.

And I want you to stop
carrying on like this.

Don't be mad at me.

Sweetheart, I'm not.

I always thought we could
tell each other anything.

Anything, no matter what.

We can.

Mother, I love you,
but I'm afraid.

Afraid to let me touch you?
Yes.

Honey, I'm home, and I'll stay here
just as long as you need me.

I promise.

But what we really should do now
is talk to someone.

And Steve Brenneman
has had wonderful success
working with therapy...

Mother, I'm not going
to a psychiatrist.

[Telephone Ringing]

[Ringing Continues]

Hello?

[Heavy Breathing]

Oh, it's you.

[Coughing]

Oh, that was a good one.
Really passionate.

[Heavy Breathing]
I... I need...

I'm...

Listen, I'm a nurse,
and if my phone's tied up...

and they can't
get hold of me...

[Heavy Breathing]

So maybe you could breathe
for someone else tonight.

I...

I need... I need... I...

I need your body, baby!

Come on, baby, it's me!

Oh. Oh, my God.

Why do we always
have to meet in this van?

Couldn't we go to my place
just this once?

Too dangerous.

Well, for the sake of argument,

let's assume that everybody
at the institute...

has their phones tapped.

But nobody's watching me,
for heaven's sakes.

They're always watching.

Raymond Dunwoodie
was a psychic,

and if he'd had enough time,
he'd have found Robin for me.

But Childress was watching him.

How else you think
they got to me?

Why are you so afraid
of this guy?

I'm not afraid of Childress.
He's afraid of me.

He knows I'll get my son back.

Now, what about those files?

Uh, I'm nobody.
I just work there.

I don't have access
to any vital secrets.

You mean you didn't get a chance
to examine the files at Paragon?

Yes, I did.
And?

Robin is...

Well, he's...

Dead.

- According to the records...
- Of course that's what the records say.

Childress keeps the records.

What if it's true?

Hester, look at me.

I'm proof- proof
that my son is alive,

or else why would Childress
be so anxious to put me away?

Well, thank God I'm somewhere.

You're the only one
who can help me.

How long did you
follow me around...

before taking
a chance on me?

Too long.

[Chuckles]

Well, thanks.
[Chuckles]

Thanks for picking me.

You know what, Hester?
You don't realize how beautiful
you really are.

Hmm?

Somewhere,

they're doing a hell
of a lot of research...

much more complicated
than Paragon.

God only knows
what they're doing to my son.

Peter,

if Robin is still...

Well, I promise
I'll do everything I can
to help find Robin.

But you take too much
for granted.

You trust too many people.

Paragon Institute.

Sounds like a haven
for quacks.

But their references
are good.

Hey, it's right up there on the left.

Gil, the more I think about it,
the more I'm convinced...

this is not an appropriate
course of action.

Mother, I like Dr. Lindstrom.

Anyway, I'm old enough
to know what I'm doing.

Well, I don't intend
to let you stay here...

until they've answered
a lot of questions,

and I mean that, Gillian.
Okay.

Hi, Gillian.
Hi.

Mrs. Bellaver.
Yes.

I'm Ellen Lindstrom.
How do you do?

Please come in.
Thank you.

Dr. McKeever is busy
monitoring a test,

but he should be
with us shortly.

Maybe you'd like
to look around.

Thank you.

I've been here before.

This was Babe Gifford's house.

Yes. We bought the house
from the Giffords.

It was so beautifully furnished.

We tried to make
as few alterations as possible.

As a matter of fact,
Gillian's suite is particularly attractive.

I don't understand
why you want Gillian
to stay here.

That was my idea,
Mrs. Bellaver.

Uh, Gillian
and Catherine Bellaver,

this is our director,
Jim McKeever.
Mrs. Bellaver.

How do you do?

Gillian.
Hi.

We have young people staying
with us all the time while they help
with our evaluation program.

Thanks, Ellie.

We can do a better job
of judging psychic ability...

if there's a minimum
of distractions.

Of course, it's not
all work and no play.

There's a good library right here
and a game room down the hall.

Do you play backgammon,
Gillian?

Yeah.
Good.

And our housekeeper
is the best Irish cook in Chicago,

I'm sorry to say.

I'd like to know
what kind of program
you're talking about, Doctor.

Oh, certainly.
Why don't we have a look
at one of our workshops?

Telepathy is a timeless form
of communication.

Now, my five-year-old daughter
was very good at this.

But the older
and more sophisticated
we become,

the more we rationalize
what our senses try to tell us.

Is this all
Gillian will be doing?

Yes. This and similar tests
under my personal supervision.

We'll take very good care of her,
Mrs. Bellaver.

I'll be fine. Don't worry.

And I'll see you
in a couple of weeks, okay?

Well, all right, but I'll call you
the minute I get to Paris.

And you know where I'm staying
in case you change your mind.
Mother, I'll be fine.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.
Good-bye, Mrs. Bellaver.

Nice meeting you.

Good-bye, Gillian.
Have a good trip.

[Gasps]
Oh, my God. It's beautiful.

Do you like it?
[Gasps]

Geez, look at this.

[Shouts]
It's great!

[Laughing]

Oh. I got my own stereo.
I'll start unpacking.

You just look around,
make yourself comfortable.
This is beautiful.

"Paragon."
That's the best there is, right?

Something that can't be equaled,
like the incredible power
of the human mind.

Hmm.

We hope you'll learn
to use that power
to develop your gift.

[Chuckling]
It's not a gift.

It's more like having a bad tooth
and never knowing when it's gonna hurt.

[Chuckles]
That's because a part of the mind
you've never used before...

becomes sensitized.

Sensitized to what?
The bioplasmic universe.

Come again?

The bioplasmic universe.

And in that universe
is a record...

of every human impulse,
word and deed...

of lives past
and lives to come.

Hmm.

Occasionally,
you make a... a connection...

between the timeless world...

and the physical world.

You have what clairvoyants
call "a vision."

Yeah, but it's never
about me though.

I mean, I never see
anything about me.

So I'm glad I don't.

[Laughing]

Aah!

[Laughing]
Which one is me?

Mine just keeps drifting along.

Hester!

Quit shooting me.

[Chattering]

[Muffled]
Mmm. This is great.

[Laughing]

[Laughs]

[Barks]

[Whines]

[Growling]

I've been thinking.
We should have a little treat.

Just for ourselves.

Like what?
Hot fudge sundaes.

Vanilla and chocolate
ice cream.

Hester.
Bananas,
maraschino cherries.

Coconut,
strawberry topping.

Whipped cream
all over the top.
No. Stop.

Ta-da!

Oh, my God. You guys!
[Laughs]

If I don't
finish these tests pretty soon,

I'm gonna get so fat
you're gonna have to
roll me out of here.

Well, have fun.
Thanks.

[Grumbles]
Come on.
You've earned it.

You're right. What the...
[Laughing]

Besides, what are you
talking about?

You look terrific.
Not after this.

You have a boyfriend?
No. No one special.

What about you?
Pretty slim pickings
around here.

[Chuckles]
Yeah, Paragon is just a job.

Well, do you have a boyfriend?

Have I got a boyfriend!

What is he like?

Well, he's very charming.

He swept me
right off my feet,
in the park.

In the park?

Yeah. He picked me up
in the park.

What was his line?

Mmm.

H-He said he needed help.

Some line.

What are you talking about?
It worked.

True. What does he do?

Do?

Oh, he-he travels around a lot.

Where?

Oh, all over.

You know.

Oh, when he comes to town,
we go to... parties.

He loves people.

He takes me out dancing,

buys me presents.

Oh, he dresses beautifully,
and he's a good dancer.

Yeah?

The only trouble is,

he's very hard to get hold of.

Oh, come on.
Let's dig in.

You mean gross out.
Look at this.

Mmm.
[Laughing]

And when I was your age,
I had one great ambition.

What?
To be Fred Astaire.

Oh, my God.

As you can see,
I failed miserably.

Well, I took dance
for a couple of years.
Uh-huh?

Yes. My mother insisted.
[Chuckles]

You see, uh, she didn't think
I was any too graceful.

Oh!

[Grunts]

[Groans]

[No Audible Dialogue]

- Aah!
- [Gasps]

Don't-Don't touch me anymore.

Please don't touch me.

Oh, God!

God!

What happened?

[Ringing]

[McKeever]
Tomorrow, we do some real testing,

make things as challenging
as possible for Gillian.

Nelson, as soon as Gillian
begins to demonstrate
her psychometric talents,

I want complete audio
and videotape records
of the tests.

[Nelson]
Will she be working
in the Faraday cage?

No, no, no.
This girl's not a cheat.
She's the real thing.

Now,

do we have any bleeders
in the group?

No.

Anyone who's had
even minor surgery
in the past three months?

[Woman]
No, sir.
Mm-mmm.

How about ulcers?
Uh-uh.

Hester, Kristen, Lorraine,

if you girls are into your monthlies,
I don't want you around
when Gillian is testing.

[Chuckles]
Are you serious?

I'm very serious.

Gillian's power
to psychometrize
is spontaneous.

She creates
an enormously powerful
electromagnetic field.

Almost everyone exposed to it
will bleed.

Some will bleed a little,

some a lot.

What is this kid, a vampire?

Do you want to continue
working here?

Then I don't want to hear
any more funny remarks like that!

How do you account for it?
We can't account for it.

Not yet.

Gillian, can you hear me?

Jim, it takes a few moments
for the Evapil to take effect.

Ellie, please.

Gillian,

what did you see on the stairs?

A boy.

Robin.

Have you seen him before?

Yeah.

I have.

Gillian and Robin
were in touch telepathically.

Think of what
we would accomplish
if Robin were alive.

I'm sending her home.
Jim.

Why?

Because I don't want to be responsible
for Gillian Bellaver.

I don't think you mean...
Ellie, I don't want to
talk about it anymore!

It's late.

And we're both overexcited.

Listen, I don't understand
something.

This is a marvelous
opportunity for us.

We only had Robin
for a few days,

but I think that Gillian
really wants to work with us,

and she is the best subject
for psychic research I have ever seen.

Ellie,

even the most backward tribes,
the most primitive cultures on earth,

would welcome the birth
of a Robin Sandza.

And in time,
he'd become their magician,

their prophet,
their great healer.

But there is no place
for these kids in our culture...

because they're so superior
to what we hold sacred.

And what a culture
can't assimilate,

it destroys.

Jim, what really happened
to Robin Sandza?

He was running on the steps,
taking them...

two or three at a time,
and he...

slipped,
went through the window.

But why was he running?

I don't know, Ellie.
I wasn't here.

Jim.

Why don't you
come up to my place?

I mean,
I'll scramble some eggs...

No. I'm, uh...

I'm gonna finish this.

Then I'm gonna...

stretch out on the couch
for a couple of hours.

Um, what time is it?
My watch has stopped.

It's a quarter after 4:00.

[Sighs]
Excuse me.

It's later than I thought.

Thanks, Ellie.

Well,

good night, Jim.

[Door Opens, Closes]

[Door Opens]

[Birds Chirping]

Morning.

What do you want?

My arm hurts.

It's dead.

Why should it still hurt?

You're the brain expert,

so tell me.

Is it all in my head, Doctor?

That's, uh,
an oversimplification,

but there's nothing I can do.

That's not why I came here.

Tell me about Gillian Bellaver.

My people always know
what's going on here,

even if you're slow
to keep me informed.

Will the girl be
another Robin Sandza?

No.
Really?

Hmm. Poor Peter.

If he only knew that Robin
doesn't care anymore...

doesn't care
if his father's alive or dead.

What the hell
have you done to that boy?

Oh, he's being treated
like a prince.

He is. He's royalty. Unique.

Chinese don't have one.
Soviets don't have one.

In all the world, there's no one
quite like Robin Sandza...

unless it's this girl.

How can you hold him against his will
and get any kind of results?

Against his will?

You don't understand
Robin's needs.

We do.

Are you testing the girl today?

She's... failed every test.
She's a fake.

I'm sending her home.
I don't have time
to waste on people...

Don't do that to me, Doctor.

Don't ever try lying to me.

For God's sakes, she's just a child.
She doesn't know anything.

She has no control
over what she's doing.

Robin had no control
when he came here.

Just raw ability.

Doctor, I wish
you could see him now.

For God's sakes.

I want you to get yourself together.
Stop fudging your responsibilities.

This girl is important to me.

I'm assigning extra security.

Why?

If I know Peter,
he penetrated
your security weeks ago.

He probably knows
I have Gillian Bellaver.

I don't know who
his confederate is,

but I'm looking into it.

Oh.
[Beeping]

She's all right.

Try that one.

I will, I will.

[Flips Card]
Oh.

Kristen, where's
Dr. McKeever?

Oh, he's down at Medtronics,
checking out the new
testing equipment.

Do you know when
he'll be back?

He said not
before dinner.

Where's Gillian?
Having breakfast.

Oh. I could use a cup
of coffee myself.

[Muttering]

A club.

Good morning, Gillian.

You're not eating much.
I'm not very hungry.

Did you hear
what happened yesterday?

Dr. McKeever's hand
started bleeding.

Yes, I do know about that.

Well, what are you
gonna do about it?

I mean,
it's why I'm here, isn't it?

I mean,
can't anybody help me?

Gillian,
we have to work together.

[Sighs]

Gillian,

do you remember much
of what we talked
about last night?

Last night?

Were you here last night,
Dr. Lindstrom?
That's right.

While you were
with Dr. McKeever,

you had some sort of vision
that upset you.

You were in a fugue state
for a while.

We gave you something
to help you relax,

and I made the suggestion
that you consciously forget
whatever was troubling you.

And, apparently,
it worked better than I thought.

So, you don't remember
anything about Robin Sandza?

No.
Who's Robin Sandza?

He's a boy your age...

with powers like yours.

Like me?
Well, where is he?

I mean, do you think
I could talk to him?

Do you know him?

I feel like I do.

What can you tell me
about him?

He's...

It's not very clear.
He's...

He's, like, dreaming or...

not... awake yet.

Drugged.

Stop!

Just relax, Robin.
Relax.

It's gonna be okay.

[Monitor Beeping]
Gillian, where are you?

Get that light off him.

Disturbance in
the magnetic field
on the last P.K.

Trial was to cast a character
with a parametrical resonance
on a frequency of five cycles.

We'll go for
a magnetometer check now.

[Man] The infrared area
scanning system is operational.

With this trial, we want
a two-dimensional view
of the field potentials.

[Man]
We have a mild electrostatic
field fluctuation.

We have differentiation
between the "P" and "T" waves.

Heart action
slightly arrhythmic.

Let me have that electrogram
reading again, please.

[Young Man]
Pulse, 66.
Pressure, 114 over 92.

[Whirring]

Pulse steady at 67.
Pressure, 115 over 94.

[Woman]
Robin, we're going
to show you a film.

Now, there's nothing in there
that can possibly harm you,

but you must
keep watching, okay?

Pulse beginning
to rise, 73.

Pressure,
115 over 94.

[Older Man]
Magnetometer holding at 640.

[Young Man]
Pulse is 78.
Pressure, 129 over 111.

No. Keep watching.

Keep watching.
[Buzzing]

[Older Man]
We have a mild electrostatic
field fluctuation.

[Woman]
Body temperature, 89.59.

[Young Man]
Pulse steady at 65.

Robin, please,
keep watching.

[Young Man]
Heartbeat, brain, relative
to force field fluctuation in ratio.

No! No!

Robin, please,
for God's sake,
watch the screen.

- Gillian!
- Slight increase in activity...

Gillian!

Where is Robin now, Gillian?

[Screams]

- [Panting]
- [Screams]

[Machine Gun Fire]

My dad!
They're after my dad!

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Gunfire Continues]

Dad!

No!

[Grunting]

[Ringing]

[Ringing Continues]

Hester!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, listen.

I-I need to talk
to my mother.

Do you think I could
call my mother?

You can talk
to your mom
in a little while,

but you've had an awful shock,
and you need to rest.

Here.
What...
What is that?

It's a sedative.
It's like aspirin.

You take aspirin,
don't you?

Here's some water.

Drink plenty of water.

Oh, that's a good girl.

I-I need to see
Dr. McKeever.
Sure.

I have to know
what happened to Ellen.

They'll be here
in a little while. Just...

I'll stay here with you.
Just lie down and-and relax.

No, no.
I gotta get out of here.

I gotta go... home.
It's all right, Gillian.

Everything will be all right.
We'll take good care of you.
Now don't worry.

Ellen's X-rays were encouraging.
She's beginning to show
signs of consciousness.

It had to be a cerebral hemorrhage,
something in the brain.

She's a fake.

You were gonna
send her home.

Is that the kind of cooperation
I can expect, Doctor?

I want Gillian Bellaver
at the P.S. I. Facility tomorrow.

Do we let her mother know?
She's wealthy.
She has powerful friends.

Gillian can't just dis...

[Footsteps Recede]

Peter, it's impossible.

I'll never be able to
get that girl out of that place.

I'll blow it.

Getting out of Paragon
is a hell of a lot easier
than getting in.

What do I say to Gillian?
Tell her everything.

Tell her what they did to Robin.
They'll do the same thing to her.

What if she won't listen to me?
Look, I don't
have much time.

That girl can
lead me to Robin.

Well, she was doped
the last time I saw her.

Everything is set
for tomorrow.
Tomorrow?

I need your help.
Please.

[Sighs]

You feel all right, Robin?

You know, that wasn't
a very smart thing to do.

You could've been
very badly hurt.

Why were you
running away?

I mean, you didn't
have to use the window.
There is a door.

[Robin]
Yeah. Like they'd really let me
just walk out the door.

Why didn't you
come to me?

'Cause you're one of them.

I just wanna get out of here.
I hate this place.

Hate these doctors
and the tests.

Driving me crazy.
I can't even sleep.

And you want to
get away from me too.
Is that it?

Well, what do you care?

I care very much.

What's the matter, Robin?
Don't you trust me anymore?

[Scoffs]
I-I don't know.

But you do want
to get out of here,
don't you?

Yeah.

All right.
Then we'll go together.

[Robin]
Go where?
Gillian.

Well, I have this place
in the country,

north of Chicago
in Lakeview.

Gillian?

You can do whatever you like.
You don't have to see anybody.

You don't have to
talk to anybody...

not even me.

[Chuckles]

Really?

Yes, really.

Would you like to do that?

Sure.

Gillian?

Hi, Hester.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

This was Robin's room
when he was here.

Yes, it was.

He's in terrible trouble now.

Those people, they should
be trying to help him.

What people?

Where Robin is.

But they won't
leave him alone.

I mean, it was like
they were deliberately
trying to hurt him.

Hester. Don't!
Wait, wait.
Come here.

It's okay.
It's okay.

[Gasps]

I'm not bleeding.

You know
where Robin is?
Yeah, I do.

Would you like to see him?

[Sighs]
I need to see him.

Well, I think we
can work that out.

How?

Well, Dr. McKeever
says I'm supposed to
give these to you...

to keep you happy
and harmless.

D-Do you know
what I mean?

No. What...
So you'll have to pretend
that you took them...

because I have to
get you out of here tomorrow.

Otherwise, you could be
in terrible trouble yourself.

What are you saying?
What is going on?

Aw, honey, I've got
so much to tell you.

Would you like a drink?

You look tired.

I am tired.

How's our boy wonder?

[Older Man] Those films
of his father's death have unleashed
an incredible emotional force.

Why, he's developing the power
of an atomic reactor.

Or an atomic bomb.

What are you giving him
to calm him down?

[Older Man]
Every day, he has 3,000 milligrams
of phenobarbital...

and 1,000 milligrams
of Prolixin...

What the hell are
you telling me?
That's enough to kill him.

Drugs no longer
have any effect on him.

[Woman]
We've pushed him too far.
He's quite unstable.

He flies into rages
over nothing.

[Older Man]
He could be dangerous.

What's he trying
to prove?

[Woman] Mentally,
Robin has developed this perfect
psychotronic relationship...

with all kinds of machines.

And so, naturally, he's trying
to do the same thing now
with his body.

Except that, physically,
he's just adequate,

and when he fails,
he's intolerable.

How is he performing in bed?

Robin wants to please me.
That's the main thing, isn't it?

He needs a rest.

No more tests
for at least a month.

Sorry.

He's been under
tremendous pressure.

We plan to get away,
just the two of us.

No. We almost lost
him once, Susan.

I promised. I promised him
we'd get away together.

All right.

Take him into the city,
show him the sights,

but get him back here
in 24 hours.

[People Screaming]

[Bells Ringing]
♪♪ [Calliope]

[Chattering]

Oh.
Well, there you are.

Who are they?

These are friends of mine
from the institute.

Are you planning on
seeing them later?

No, Robin. I'm with you.
Remember?

And which one are you
gonna screw first?

Robin, come here.
Come on.

- Get away from me.
- Robin, please.

[Screaming]

♪♪ [Calliope On Speakers]

♪♪ [Stops]

[Bell Ringing]

[Bells Ringing]

♪♪ [Resumes]

[Chuckles]

[People Screaming]

[Electrical Popping]

[People Shrieking]

[Inhaling Deeply]

♪♪ [Warping, Going Faster]

[Screaming]

[Man Screams]

[Screaming]

[Woman]
Oh, my God!

Top Guy 2,
this is Top Guy 1.

Do you have
any coffee left?

Top Guy 1,
that's an affirmative.

I've got about a cup
of lukewarm coffee left.

You wanna negotiate
a trade?

Uh, Top Guy 2,
I have one Hershey bar
to trade.

Top Guy 1, I read you.

Is that with
or without almonds?

All right, Asshole 1
and Asshole 2,

stop cluttering up
this frequency.

Isn't Dr. McKeever
back yet?

Oh, I'm afraid not, Hester.

He's still at the hospital
with Ellen.

Can I help?

Dr. McKeever
prescribed medication
for Gillian this morning,

but we're all out of it.

He was very specific
about using
a non-barbiturate.

So, I guess
I'd better go down
to the drugstore.

Fine.

Hey.

Are these ready
to be mailed yet?
Yeah, why?

I could take them down
to the post office for you.

Oh. That would be terrific.

Oh, I'd really appreciate that,
Hester.

Here, these go in.
These have to be stamped.

And, uh, that stuff.

[Clatters]
Whoops.

Here comes
the pony express!

Oh, hi. Will you
be gone long?

Oh, no.
I have to go...
Shh-shh-shh.

I have to whiz to the drugstore.
I have to whiz to the post office.

I have so many things to do,
I'll never get through the day.

Oh, I'm silly.
I can't go without the card.

Door card.
Where is that card?

I haven't
the vaguest idea.

How's Gillian?

She's doing just fine.

That's good.

Gillian?
Huh?

How about a bacon, lettuce
and tomato sandwich?

Okay.
Good girl.

[Beeps]

Oh, damn.
[Chuckles]

Oh, I'll give you a hand.

Don't bother.
Don't bother.
It's no bother.

I can take care of it.
It's okay.

[Softly]
Oh, for God's sake,
move your ass.

Oh, I'll get that,
Gillian.

Here's some more, Hester.

[Grunts]

[Tires Squealing]

[Horn Honks]

[Tires Squealing]

[Tires Screech]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[No Audio]

[Sighs]

I killed her.

I knew I would
the first time I said hello.

I conned her
into helping me.

She would have done
anything for me.

Hey, you better
get some sleep.

Don't stop.
Please keep talking.

I'm afraid to close my eyes,

afraid of what I'll see.

Sip this.
I don't want it.

Sip it. You'll feel better.

It's the best thing in the world
for a toothache.

Tell me about Robin.

Hmm.

You tell me.

It's just that...

sometimes I know
what's happening to him,

what he's... thinking,
what he's feeling.

I'm... like a receiver,

and-and Robin
sends me pictures.

Jesus, that's amazing.

Like twins.

He's a good-Iooking kid.

You know, you're the kind of girl
Robin would like.

I raised him myself.

His mother died at childbirth.

How come you
didn't marry again?

Mmm.
Just hasn't been anybody.

Hester?

Yeah.

Hester.

I'm s...
[Sobbing]

Hey.

[Sobbing Quietly]

Hey, when was the last time
you saw Robin?

Oh, about 11 months.

He's been growing up so fast.

You know, I'm a good athlete,
but he's better.

The last at the club,
we raced in the pool
about 10 laps,

and he beat me,
but I said, "I won."

He said, "No, you didn't."
I said, "I did too."

He said, "No, you didn't!"
He jumped up on the side of the pool,
got into a racing dive.

He said, "All right, we'll do it again.
Twenty laps this time."
[Chuckles]

I was... I was so dead
I could hardly drag myself
out of the water.

"All right. You won. You won."

[Chuckles]

Tell me, Gillian.
Hmm.

How is he?

He's okay.

Okay.

Yeah.

We're all gonna be okay.

That's a promise.

Peter!

Stop! Please, let me off!

I'm supposed
to get off here! Oh!

Peter!

What the hell do you
think you're doing?
You were gonna leave me!

Now, look, you got me here.
Now, stay out of this.

He's my son.
It's my fight.

My God! I don't know
who to trust anymore!

Look, that bus'll
take you to Seattle.

I paid the driver.
You'll be safe.

[Sobbing]
You can't leave me!

Oh!

Get on that bus
and stay on it!

[Sobbing]

Peter.

But I can take you
to him now.

Peter, I was lying before.

Robin's not okay.
He needs us now!

Look, it's too dangerous.
People around me get killed.

Well, damn it!
People around me
get hurt too!

I make them bleed!

Robin can help me!
[Sobbing]

Please.

[Sobbing]

[Gasps]
Oh, Jesus!
[Glass Breaks]

Why did you do that?

You know I don't like it
when you smell like
this stuff, don't you?

Could you just leave me
alone for a little bit,
please, Robin?

I got tired of waiting for you!
What's taking so long?

I wanted to have a bath
and a little privacy.

Well, you're taking
too goddamn long!

Is everything all right,
Dr. Charles?

Yes, everything's fine.

Now, when
the others arrive,

would you, um,
just hold them downstairs
for a moment?

I need a few minutes
in here, okay?

I'll call you. Thank you.

[Scraping]

[Panting]

Robin?

I'm sorry.

Try to understand
the strain I'm under.
I'm very worried about you.

Don't be sorry.

I didn't mean
to act like that in there.

It's me.

I'm okay now, though.

I'm okay.
Good.

Well, I'm starved.
You want to have
something to eat?

Sure.

Well, this looks great.

You know,
I've been thinking, Robin,

maybe we should take
a couple of days off,

get a boat, go up to the lake
or something.

What do you think?

Why did you do that?

So nobody could get in.

[Sighs]
What's the matter, Robin?

You know what's the matter.

No, I don't.
What is it?

It's that goddamn girl!

What girl?

The one that's like me.

What do you mean,
"like you"?

What? You think
I don't know she's around?

She's right out there.

- There is no girl.
- That's a lie!

No, it isn't, Robin.

She'll do everything
I can do, won't she?

And you won't miss me at all.

What are you
trying to say, Robin?

Company's coming.
Yes, you know that.

There'll be you...
and me...

and Dr. Ives...

and Childress.

And that girl makes five.

[Sighs]
No, only four, Robin.

You can see that the table
is set just for four.

That's right.

I won't be here.
I'll be dead.

That girl's taking my place
after you poison me!

Oh!

What's the matter,
Susie?
Oh, God!

What's the matter?
Oh, God!

Remember?
I told you I didn't have to
touch you to hurt you.

Robin, please, stop!

Well, I'm hurting you now!
Stop it!

'Cause I don't
love you anymore!

I'm tired of you!
Aah!

You're killing her!
Stop it!

[Alarm Rings]

Sto...
[Sobbing]

[Gillian]
Stop. He...

You're... kill...
No.

[Dogs Barking]

[Gasping]
Susie, get up.

I said, get up.

Robin. God, stop.

I can make you get up.

[Grunts]

[Gasps]

Turn around.

Up.

R-Robin.

- Up.
- Oh, God, Robin.

Up.

Oh, Rob... Oh.
Oh, please.

[Groaning]

[Panting]
[Dogs Barking]

Turn around.

[Groaning]

- Again.
- [Mumbling, Grunting]

- Faster.
- [Groans]

Faster.

Faster. Faster.

- [Groans]
- Turn.

Again.
[Chuckles]
Turn.

- Faster. Faster.
- [Screaming]

[Susan Screaming]

[Dogs Barking]

Let's do it.

Here. Give me your hand.

Oh, geez!

[Snarling]

[Growling]

Hi, pal.

Thought I'd drop by
to say hello.

Long time no see,
hmm?

Looking good.

[Chuckles]

Ah, too bad, Peter.
You almost made it.

Where's my son?

Why don't you give up?

Why, you...
[Grunts]

[Banging]

Oh, God!
Shit!

[Screaming]
No!

[Gillian]
Stop!
Hey!

Stop!

[Body Thuds]

All right, Peter.
You said you wanted
to see your son.

Go ahead and get him.

Robin?
[Coughs]

Can you hear me?

Robin?

Please answer me.

Oh, my God.

Robin!

Where is he?

What have they
done to you?

Son?

I know they told you
I was dead.

They wanted me
out of the way.

I never gave up.

I kept looking for you
all the time.

Come on, Robin.
Hey.

Don't you recognize
your old man?

[Shouts]

Peter!

No!

Hang on, Robin.

Reach up with your other hand.

Come on.

Grab ahold of my jacket.

Climb over me.

That's it. Come on.

You can do it.

That's it. That's it.

- [Groans]
- [Snarling]

[Screams]

No!

Oh, God!

[Whimpering]

[Peter]
Robin!

[Shouts]

All right. Get 'em out of here.
Get 'em out of my sight.

Morning.

I made some coffee.
Would you like some?

No?

It's warmer by the fire.

How did you sleep?

Okay?

I was here most of the night.
I-I guess you don't remember.

Move a little closer to the fire.

I know what you've
been going through
these past couple of days.

I know how exhausted
you must be.

It'll take more
than one night's sleep.

I know how I feel.

Peter was my friend.

Maybe the best friend
I'll ever have.

But I had to do what I did.

You saw what happened.

Peter could have saved Robin.
Instead, he let him go.

He deliberately
killed his son.

I hope you don't
judge me too harshly.

I can't say what I did
was right or wrong.

I only know I acted,

and it's done.

Robin is gone.

Peter is gone.

And you're the only one
who matters now.

Yes, I know that hurts.

That hurts so bad,
you want to lie down and die,

but you have to survive.

You're a healthy,
strong, young girl,

and you must survive.

You'll begin by putting
all the tragedies behind you.

I think that'll be easier
if you accept my help.

All the bad things
you heard about me
just aren't true.

I'm not a bad man.

All I want is
for you to trust me.

Time will take care
of the hurting.

That's the simple truth.

[Sniffles]
Tears are good.

Don't be afraid of crying.

[Sniffling]

Tears are just
what we need right now.

I'll be a good father
to you, Gillian.

You can depend on that.

[Sobs]

[Gasps]
Gillian!

[Murmurs]

Where are you?

Come on! Come on!

God!

You go to hell.

Oh, God! No! No!

[Grunting]

[Shouts]

[Screams]