All language subtitles for Ghost.Whisperer.S04E11.2008.Disney+.WEB-DL.1080p.H264.DDP-HDCTV_track3_[eng]

Previously on Ghost Whisperer:

No!

Please, not you.

I am so empty without you.

-I'm not going anywhere.
-You have to cross over.

I don't want to.

Jim, no!

You're back.

Do I know you?

Look, I see the same guy that you see.

Different hair, nose, eyes. It's not Jim.

I just know what I see
when I look in those eyes,

and Jim is in there somewhere.

He just has to be.

It's not much,
but maybe you could help me finish my garage.

You could live there while you do the work,
just until you figure out your next move.

Will you tell me what is going on between us?

Do you know how lucky you are?
You are gonna get a second shot

at your one true love.

♪ Back to the corner... ♪

I bought that less than a month ago.

Question is, who did I buy it for?

♪ I'm not gonna move ♪

♪ You light up my fire... ♪

Phones are finally on,

and I checked the faucets,
and the water's running.

Almost got lost on my way back here.
This place is huge.

So is the commission if I land a sale.

These people must be loaded.

-I can't believe they just left all this.
-I know. It happens sometimes.

What if the new owners don't like their stuff?

I guess we auction it off for charity.

Can I bid a dollar on the Xbox in the den?

Uh, no. But you can help me
take all the pictures off the wall.

Is this them, the Bancrofts?

-Yeah.
-They left their pictures, too?

That's why we're packing these up.
I'm sure they'll want some of these.

The walls are gonna look blank.

Well, you know,
buyers like to picture themselves in a house.

Ugh. That's why Melinda
is going to get some prints

to fill everything up.

Oh, that reminds me. Oh.

I have got to go pick her up.

I need you to do me a favor.

Cut the grass.

The lawn mower's outside
back in the shed, okay?

-People normally charge for that, you know.
-Well...

how does free room and board sound? Hmm?

Fine.

I'm gonna take off for now,
but I'm just gonna be gone for about an hour.

Come on, come on, come on. Hurry.
I gotta lock up.

♪ Always ♪

♪ Always ♪

♪ Always ♪

♪ Hello in there
Is it lonely? ♪

-911, what's your emergency?
-Can you verify your location?

-I need you to stay on the phone.
-911, what's your emergency?

We need help.
Please, send an ambulance.

I've got your location, sir.

4225 Avalon Circle, is that correct?

He's bleeding. It's really bad. Oh, God.

Okay, I'm dispatching an ambulance right now.

-Can you tell me, is the victim conscious?
-It rolled over him.

The lawn mower. He's--

-Sir, can you tell me if he's breathing?
-He's all cut up.

4225 Avalon Circle. Please!

♪ Where do I go? ♪

You'll see the staging is basically done.

None of this seems
the least bit strange to you?

They left all their family photos behind.
Who does that?

As long as the commission check clears,
I don't really care.

Is this the house you're selling?

Where's Ned?

-What happened?
-We got a call about an accident.

-Kid hurt by a lawn mower.
-Oh, my God.

Ned?

Ned! Ned!

You don't have the keys to the house?

No, just the shed.
I swear I didn't make that call.

-Ned. Are you okay?
-Fine. I don't know what they're talking about.

-Bobby, what's going on?
-Melinda, how are you?

-I'm okay.
-We got a 911 call from this address.

-It wasn't me.
-Could anyone else have used the phone?

-This is my listing. Nobody else has the keys.
-What about the sellers?

No, we changed the lock.

Your son said
he didn't see anyone go in.

I was out here mowing the lawn.
Maybe I didn't notice.

What was the emergency?

Caller said someone got badly cut
by the blades of a lawn mower.

I looked around.
There's no one else in there.

Must have been a prank.

Yeah, it wasn't a prank.

Somebody did need help.
They just didn't get to him in time.

Can you see us?

♪ You take your turn... ♪

That's him.
That's the boy that I saw in the yard.

That's the Bancrofts' youngest son, Josh.

It's a good bet he died at the house, then.

No, I just went over all the sales paperwork,

and the Bancrofts never disclosed a death
on their property.

Well, it's not exactly a well-kept secret.
Listen to this article from two years ago:

"Fourteen-year-old Josh Bancroft
died in an accident at his family's home

riding a lawn mower."

Severe lacerations...
"Paramedics were unable to revive him."

That is horrible. I can't even imagine it.

But why would the boy still be there? I...

Well, Bobby was sure that the call
was made from the house phone,

and the kid seemed fixated
on the paramedics.

I think the ghost called 911.

A ghost that uses the telephone?

Those calls are recorded
in some sort of data bank.

Ghosts manipulate electronics all the time.

I just had that line turned on yesterday.

So, maybe when Ned fired up that mower,
it provoked the ghost.

-And what, he's calling for help?
-Well, he might not realize it's too late.

Someone needs to tell him that he's dead
and it's time to move on.

Well, could you?

I have an open house in just a few days,
and the market is tough enough as it is.

Yes, I'll get right on it, just as soon--

Hey. Who's he talking to?
This is gonna drive me nuts.

What?

He's trying to figure out
who he bought that engagement ring for.

-I mean, he could be talking to her right now.
-Who, the fiancée?

She is not his fiancée
until he puts a ring on her finger.

It's okay, honey. Just breathe.

I know that he just... wants to find her

and tell her
that he didn't fall off the face of the Earth.

That's right.
There's really nothing to worry about.

He's just trying to make peace with his past.

Yeah, but his past isn't Sam's.

He's Jim. I'm his past.

Bye, Delia.

I know. It's been too long.

Yeah, me, too.

I promise you're gonna hear a lot more
from me from now on.

And, Jordan, you know,
please tell Mom and Dad I said bye, okay?

-Thanks. Hi.
-Hi.

Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear.
How's your sister?

Jordan's great, you know?

Things between her and my parents
are really good now.

Great. So, did she ever get you any answers?
You know, about the ring?

Are you still trying to figure out
who you bought it for?

No. Jordan put a lot of things together for me.

Well, great. So...

Hey.

Can I ask you a question?

When you met your husband, Jim,
did you know right away?

I mean, could you tell he was the one?

Yes.

Jordan says it wasn't like that at all
with me and Nicole.

-Ah, she's my--
-Girlfriend.

Right. She said it was eight years
of on again, off again,

on again, till I finally got the ultimatum
"Let's get married or get out of here."

So, by the looks of my new zip code,

I chose Door Number 2.

Even though you moved here,
you bought a ring.

Yeah, which I then stowed
in a safety-deposit box.

So, it looks like I flaked on her again.

Yeah, or maybe... Maybe...

♪ In your memory of me ♪

Maybe you just hadn't decided yet.

Too many maybes, huh?

See you later.

Hey, can you hand me the runner
for the centerpiece?

So, you haven't met the family yet?

No, just their lawyers,
who threatened to fire me

when I asked why their son's death
wasn't on the disclosure form.

Well, I'm sure they'd rather get sued
than have someone ask them about it.

But, you know, even the best lawyers
can't stop neighborhood gossip.

Is he here?

No. No, speak freely.

Okay. Well, another Realtor in my office
said that she heard

that Mr. Bancroft was driving the mower
when his son died.

Ugh. No wonder they left everything.

Yeah, everything but their memories.

You know, it's just so sad.

The whole family falls apart,
the parents get a divorce,

and then their son moves hundreds
of miles away to go to Strathmore University.

-Do you hear that?
-What?

We had a good idea it was a prank

when we got the same call
from the same house.

Well, do you know who placed the call?
Was it a woman or a man?

Dispatch said it was an adult male.

What's weird is,
his side of the call was exactly the same.

No matter what he was asked,

he used the same words
as the call yesterday, verbatim.

What the hell's going on here?

I don't know.
I put a call in to the phone company,

and I'm hoping they might have some answers.

We can send more patrol
to help you watch the house.

-Whatever you can do to help.
-Okay.

Josh, I'm sorry. It's-- It's too late.

They can't save you. You're already dead.

Why are you here?

To help you,
because I know that you're confused.

You're the one who's confused.

Josh...

Your family moved on.

You should, too.

No. That's wrong.

They're running away, but they can't escape.

"They're running away, but they can't escape"?

What does that mean?

I don't know.
I think maybe he wants them to come home?

They split up after he died,

so, maybe he thinks
showing his presence in that way

will get them back together again.

Yeah, but that's a tall order.

The lawyer says he can't get the parents
in the same room together.

And what about those phone calls?
Bobby said that it was a man.

I think he's resending his original 911 calls
from the accident,

and the caller, it had to have been his father.

Can you imagine the guilt?

-So, what happens now?
-I don't know.

I won't know what we're up against
until I get to know the family.

Hi, Mrs. Bancroft, I have a delivery for you.

-Well, please, come on in.
-Thank you.

My name is Melinda Gordon.

I'm friends with Delia,
who's selling your Grandview house,

and I've been helping her stage it.

Anyway, when I saw this, um,

well, I thought that you would want it.

Thank you for coming all the way out here,
but, uh, no, I don't, actually... want this.

Would you tell your friend
that I don't want anything from that house?

Oh. Okay, well, I'm sorry for the confusion.

I guess your style here is different.

It's lovely.

Thank you.

I just needed a change.

A fresh start.

I've been feeling the same way recently.

I just lost my husband, so...

Oh, I'm sorry.

So am I. About your son.

How did you get through it?

I just...

knew he'd be with me.

-Hmm.
-Wherever I went.

And...

he is.

What about you?

Do you feel like...

here, that your son is with you?

Well, he's in my heart always.

But I didn't move
to escape the memory of my son.

My older son, he's in college,
and my husband and I are...

divorced, and...

I did try not to blame him.

But I just-- I couldn't help it.

Do you know we had the same argument
about parenting for 20 years?

Doug thought that I was too strict,

and I thought that he was too lenient, and...

And I was gone for an hour.

For one hour.

Well, you can't blame yourself.

Oh, I don't. I blame Doug.

He is the reason that my son is dead.

-I'm gonna grab a coffee. See you.
-I'll see you later.

Hi.

Hey, Sam.

Oh, Ned. How's it going?

Good. Just here to do some stats homework.

-You?
-Statistics. Brutal.

Wait a minute. Look, can you help me?

I'm trying to get into my e-mail,
but I forgot my password when I--

I guess when I forgot everything else
in my life.

What have you tried?

My birthday, my alma mater,
my family dog's name...

Every scrap of information
anyone's ever given me.

You might have allowed your browser
to save your password,

especially if you're working behind a firewall.

That sounds dangerous.

All right, here's your password file.
Let's just hope it's not encrypted.

-You're in luck.
-No kidding.

-Thanks, Ned.
-FYI...

your password is "password."

Yeah.

Work, more work...

spam, a lot of spam...

And apparently,
I'm really bad at fantasy football.

Were you looking for something specific?

I don't know.
I guess I was looking for somebody to...

tell me what I was looking for.

Hi, black coffee, please.

Maybe I could tell me what I was looking for.

Yeah, that's great, thank you.

"Nicole, I know you're mad.
This time it's different.

I bought you the ring. I'm ready."

Um, who is nicole72?

I don't remember.

But it looks like I was ready to marry her.

If the ghost wants his family to be together,
he's gonna be waiting a long time.

-Yeah, but it was an accident.
-Not in her mind.

I mean, she blames the father completely.

It was like the last in a series
of very irresponsible moves.

Maybe just an inch that way.

Huh. Yeah, well, if Josh felt the same way,

maybe that's what he meant
when you said they were running away.

Maybe he thinks his father is running away
from his guilt.

Yeah. Or maybe not.

He came.

I guess I didn't realize
that we'd left so much behind.

-Melinda's been helping me style the house.
-Hmm.

She spoke with your wife

to see if she wanted
to keep any of the collectibles.

Is there anything you'd like to keep?

You saw Elena?

-How is she?
-She seemed eager to sell the house.

Oh. Well, I'm gonna be sorry to see it go.

Even with everything that happened,
we were a family.

We were happy here.

I'm so sorry.

-Hmm.
-I know that you lost your son here.

You know, I still feel him around me.

Is that crazy?

No.

If you could...

talk to him...

what would you say?

Do you have any idea how he died?

There was so much blood.

You just can't believe
that there's that much blood inside anyone.

Josh had watched me
teach Devin to drive.

Like any kid brother,
he was jealous as hell.

Come on, Dad, I wanna try it.

I figured, what would it hurt
to give him a chance to steer?

So, I let him sit with me.

Thought it was safe. It was a bad call.

We lost control.

Josh. Josh?

And I lost Josh.

Hey, Josh, Josh.

Oh, my God. Oh, God, oh, dear God.

My boy, my boy, my boy.

I would give anything to take it back.

Anything.

Liar.

Excuse me.

-Hello?
- 911, what's your emergency?

We need help.
Please, send an ambulance.

We need help. Please.

-What's going on?
-Send an ambulance. He's bleeding...

-We need help. Please...

-It's the same 911 call.
-He's all cut up.

Why is this happening?

-Why won't it stop?
-It's really bad.

Please stop this.

...Avalon Circle. Please!

These phone calls,
you've received them before.

Since when?

A couple of days.

Why won't they stop?

You're hurting him.

-Why are you doing this?
-He knows why.

Wait a minute. Who are you talking to?

What's going on here?

All right, this has gotta stop.

-Hello?
-Hey, Bobby, it's Melinda.

Listen, are you on your way
to the Bancroft house?

-Yeah, I am.
-Yeah, I know.

I wanted to tell you it's a false alarm.

Thanks,
but we're headed in that direction.

One of the neighbors went out to get her mail,
comes back in with palpitations.

-What happened?
-You're at the house, right?

-Yeah.
-4227 Avalon Circle?

Take a look at the lawn.

-Help me.
-Yeah, "Help me."

As if the 911 calls weren't enough,
he seared his plea into the neighbor's lawn.

No, I understood that part. I meant, help me.
This is my only tie.

♪ Tell me a story... ♪

Sorry.

Well, it's interesting to see that the ghost
is branching out into new media.

Yeah, but why?

I mean, is he worried
that his phone calls are going unheard?

They sure got his father's attention.

Has the ghost tried calling anyone else?

Mr. Bancroft said he hasn't heard
from his son on the subject.

-How about the mom?
-I don't think so.

I gave her plenty of chances
to talk about bumps in the night,

and she didn't take the bait.

Seems like the ghost has a beef
with the old man.

But why?

I mean, to make Mr. Bancroft feel...

-Sorry.
-...even more guilty for causing his death?

I mean, the guy is so guilt-ridden already,
what's the point?

"Help me."

-Blot, don't rub.
-No, this time I'm actually mulling the concept.

Maybe it isn't about blame.
Maybe the ghost is asking for something.

And we're just not getting it?
I mean, he does keep sending the phone call.

Maybe there's something we're not hearing.

You were right.
The call we've been getting was a recording

of an original call back in '06.

I got this copy from a buddy at Dispatch.

How did you know about that accident?

-Uh, I know the family.
-It's a shame.

Do they have any idea
where these calls are coming from?

-No.
-Do you?

I'm just trying to help the family.

- 911, what's your emergency?
- We need help.

Send an ambulance.

-Can you tell me what happened, sir?
-It rolled over him. The lawn mower.

-He's all cut up.
-Can you verify your location for me?

Yeah, 4225 Avalon Circle. Please!

An ambulance is on the way.
I need you to check if the victim is breathing.

-Can you do that for me?
-I don't know! He's bleeding.

It's really bad. Oh, God!

Please, would you please hurry up?

Hang on.

-The other one's cued up, as well.
-The other one?

Came in a couple minutes before this one,
from a different number.

911, what's your emergency?

No, no, no!

Was that Josh's father again?

It's not uncommon for people to reach
for a backup during an emergency.

So, then why did he hang up?

Lost reception? Had to help his son?
I don't know.

Can I keep that?

If it gives you any leads
on who's been sending them, let me know.

Thank you.

I hate to bring this up, but I have a buyer
who wants to come and see the house.

So, I was just wondering
what the next move was with the... occupant.

Um, I really don't have one.

Oh. Really?

You're at the house right now, aren't you?

-Oh, fine. Okay, I'll meet you there.
-No, no, no. No, I'm fine.

I just, um, forgot some papers here.

Besides, you're the one who always said
that ghosts can't really hurt people.

-Right?
-Right.

Uh, do they break windows?

I'm already looking for my car keys.

No, no, no, I'll just have Sam come and fix it.

Besides, it's probably just the ghost,
or whatever.

Just got a little annoyed and probably
tousled things around a bit, right?

Everything that he's done so far
has been a cry for help.

Just wait on me, okay?

-Seriously, I'll be there in ten minutes.
-No, it's okay. Don't worry.

Not a big deal. It would make me feel better.

Hey, did you go inside?

I said to wait.

It's fine. I'll be okay.

Oh, God.

-Delia?
-Oh, great.

-The electricity's out.
-What?

It was probably just knocked out
by the storm.

I mean, that can happen, right?

Okay, well, I'm just gonna get my paperwork
and get the hell out of here.

Okay, but I'm staying on the phone
until you do. Hurry up.

Oh, my God.

What? What? What is it?

I see something.

What-- Delia?

Hey, if you see something, get out of there.
You can't see ghosts.

Josh?

Delia!

Delia? Where are you?

What happened? Where did you-- Delia?

Delia, please!

Delia?

I'm sorry. I'm fine.
The phone just got knocked out of my hand.

Well, what happened?

The table got knocked over,
only it wasn't, it wasn't a ghost, it was a guy.

A guy? Inside the house?

Look, Delia, get out of there.
Okay? I'm gonna call the cops.

No, no. I think it's okay.

I think I know who it is.

I'm gonna call you back, okay?

Devin!

Is that you?

It's okay, honey. I just wanna help you.

-Hold it right there!
-Get down! On the ground! Get on the ground!

-Get down!
-Hands behind your back!

-Wait, please, stop!
-Down!

Oh, please don't hurt him.

-I think he's the Bancrofts' son.
-Take a step back, ma'am.

-Take a step back.
-Okay.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

You have a right to have an attorney present
both before and during any questioning.

Apparently, they didn't care
that it was his house.

They brought him in on trespassing,
breaking and entering,

and now they're questioning him
about the vandalism.

-The burned lawn.
-Yeah.

He's taking the blame
for somebody else's handiwork.

Well, maybe we were right.

Maybe Josh is getting exactly what he wanted,
his family back at the house one by one.

Wow, that was fast.

Come on, Devin.

Delia.

Look, I'm so sorry if my son gave you a scare.

Yeah. Is everything okay?

It's just crazy they're even charging him.
Our lawyers will get that straightened out.

He was just back on a visit,
decided to crash at the old house.

Isn't that right, Devin?

Anyway, we didn't know, and apparently,
the lines got crossed somehow.

Yeah, that seems to be happening a lot lately.

Why did you go home now?
Did you get a call, too?

No, he was homesick. It happens.

Yeah, you got a 911 call.
Your brother sent them to both of you.

-How could she-- Who are you?
-All right, Devin, not now, okay?

Look, I need to get my son home.

I imagine that you're here
to give your statement,

and I'm sure that you're going to explain
to the police

about the whole misunderstanding.
Come on.

This is what always happens.
Dad makes things go away.

I've been through every e-mail in my inbox.

-Nothing from Nicole.
-Can't say I blame her.

What kind of schmoe asks someone
to marry them in an e-mail?

-So, you think that's why she didn't respond?
-No, she responded.

Women don't not respond
to marriage proposals.

Of course, the answer can vary
from a giddy yes

to a resounding no or a maybe,

if you're willing to work on your narcissism
and latent mommy issues.

She was a colleague.
It really didn't work out.

Well, look, if she did reply,
then why can't I find the e-mail?

Just because you lacked any sense of romance,
doesn't mean she did.

Maybe she wrote you a letter.

No, no. I've been through all my stuff.

There's nothing.

How about a voicemail?
Have you checked your phone?

No. I... I don't know the password,
so, I can't access the account.

Can't? Or don't want to?

Why would I not want to?

Because if she said yes, you're engaged
to somebody you don't even know.

And if the answer's no,

you were rejected by the one person
who could tell you who you were.

You're a talented shrink. Thanks.

Well, I'm not gonna tell you what to do,
but just so you know,

it only takes a social security number
for the phone company

to let you access your messages.

♪ You know you couldn't take me apart ♪

♪ Your love will quickly take me apart... ♪

So, did she send him a voicemail?

I left it up to him, so, I don't know.

And even if I did, I couldn't tell you.

You had to have gotten some idea
of what he was gonna do.

Fine.

911, what's your emergency?

Is that the 911 calls?

Yeah, I just don't know why he's using
taped calls instead of talking to me.

He's been communicating with the brother
and the dad the same way, too.

Yeah, the two people who were there
when he died.

-But what message is he sending?
-...would you please hurry up?

You're not gonna believe this.
I just came from the house.

The cops searched it,

and they found Devin's backpack
with a big box of weed killer in it.

Wait, he trashed the lawn, not the ghost?

Apparently. The detective told me
that he's having trouble in school,

that he was on the verge of being kicked out,
and then three days ago, he just bailed.

That's the same day
that the house phone was hooked up,

so, he must have started getting phone calls
and came straight here.

Crying out for help.

Just like his dead brother's doing
on his behalf.

That's it. It's gotta be the first 911 call.

- 911, what's your emergency?
- No, no, no!

Did you hear that?

His voice got louder.

Yeah, like he was going towards the phone.

So, Mr. Bancroft isn't the one
who made that call.

Devin was the one calling for help.

It sounds like his old man
was trying to stop him.

-Why would he do that?
-Something Devin did.

Something that a father wouldn't want his son
to get blamed for.

♪ Those who are dead are not dead ♪

♪ They're just living in my head ♪

Yeah!

♪ And since I fell for that spell ♪

♪ I am living there, as well... ♪

Come on, Dev, let me steer.

♪ Time is so short
And I'm sure ♪

♪ There must be something more ♪

♪ Those who are dead are not dead ♪

♪ They're just living in my head ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Time is so short
And I'm sure ♪

♪ There must be something more ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

Mr. Bancroft, hi, it's Melinda Gordon.
It's really important that we talk.

It's about your son Devin.

Please call back, okay?

-Hello?
-Hey, Mel, it's Bobby.

Please tell me not another 911 call.

This time a call from a neighbor.

Said they saw a kid jump off the roof.

Devin.

Please, please, please.

Help! Somebody help us!

Call 911!

-They're on their way.
-Melinda, I need you to listen carefully.

I've reduced the shoulder dislocation,
but he needs to be immobilized.

Can you go in the house,
get me one bedsheet and two towels?

And a lot of magazines.

-Magazines?
-The thicker, the better.

I have to build a splint.
His arm might be broken.

-Melinda, quickly, please.
-Right.

Hey, you gotta be still.
You can still damage the nerves in your arms.

You're gonna be okay. Don't move.

You'll be all right.

My name's Sam. You're gonna be all right.

-He's lucky you were here.
-Yeah, I guess so.

Where did you learn to make field splints?

Guess you see stuff on TV.

Huh.

So, how'd that feel?

He needed help, I helped him.

How did it feel to remember?
I mean, that stuff had to come from someplace.

I was an architect.
Why would I know about emergency medicine?

I know that it feels strange, but it's progress.

I mean, you have to believe
that it's all gonna come back now, right?

It was an accident. He fell.

What was he doing up there?

What was he even doing at the house?

And vandalizing other people's lawns?

Oh, Doug, he needs help. Can't you see that?

Someone has seen that.

Someone who loves you very much.

Your brother.

I'm sorry. Uh, Ms. Gordon, isn't it?

-This really is not a good time for visitors.
-Yeah, I couldn't disagree more.

Josh has been waiting to see you all together.

It's something he's been wanting
for quite some time.

If there's anything that you wanna say,
Josh, this is your chance.

-Tell them to stop fighting.
-Please, not now, okay?

-Josh...
-Tell them to count to three fingers.

He wants you to count to three fingers.

That's what Uncle Chip said
whenever he got in a fight with Aunt Pansy.

You know, three fingers?
How much liquor to put in your drink.

It's what Uncle Chip would say to Aunt Pansy.

Oh, my God.

Then he's really still here?

Josh. What is he saying?

Why can't they just talk?
Why can't they just say what they're feeling?

He wishes you guys could just talk.

It's been really hard for him
watching his whole family fall apart.

Over a lie.

What? What lie?

Josh, if you are really here,

then I know you'll want what is best for us,
for all of us.

Dad, stop it. You're not helping.

It was too late to help me then,
and I know you were trying,

but you're not helping.

You're not.

It was me.

What?

The accident.

It wasn't Dad's fault, Mom. It was mine.

Dad wasn't even there.

Dad was inside working.
The driving lesson was over.

Josh was begging for a turn riding,
so, I let him sit with me.

Come on, Dev, go.
Come on, go faster.

Oh, no!

Come on, Dev, let me steer.

But then he wanted to steer,
and I kept telling him no, but...

I wouldn't listen.

I grabbed the wheel.

-Stop!
-Come on, let me steer.

-Josh!
-Oh, come on.

Josh! Josh!

Dad heard the screams,
and he came out and found us.

Wha...

- 911, what's your emergency?
-No, no, no!

He grabbed my phone
when I called 911.

Josh...

Then called them himself.

He made me promise
I'd say I was inside studying.

Why?

Why did you lie to me?

'Cause I thought...

you had already lost one child.

You didn't want me to lose another?

Because you thought
that I couldn't forgive him.

You didn't give her a chance.

And ever since then,
the lie, it's been killing me, Dad.

I know what I did was...

Devin, it was a mistake.

A stupid mistake.

But lying to Mom about it made it feel...

Unforgivable.

But I'm the one she should be mad at.
Not Devin, not Dad.

It was my mistake.

Josh feels like it was his fault.

-Josh, no.
-It was.

And it wrecked everything.

You guys are all apart now because of me.

He feels like it destroyed your family.

Josh.

It was nobody's fault, and I love you.

Both of you.

Even if...

Even if I have to go away?

He wants to know if you'll still love him...

even if he has to go away.

Oh, yes.

Even if you leave us.

I saw that once before.

Is that for me?

But I don't want them to be alone.

He doesn't want you all to be alone.

We're not alone.

Because we have each other.

And we will always be a family.

No matter what.

He's gone.

All right. It's less than the asking price,

but it's an offer,
and they obviously love the place,

because this is their third time coming back.

Third time? You own them. They're hooked.

Listen, if I make the sale,
I want you to celebrate with me at the spa.

It is my treat. I totally owe you one.

It's a deal.

And speaking of coming back, has there been
any memory breakthrough for Sam?

I'm not sure, but you know what?
I just feel like Jim is in there somewhere,

just waiting to come out.

Ooh, and now is the perfect time to find out.

Details. Call me later. Bye.

Sam!

-Sam?
-Oh, hey.

-Hi, Melinda.
-Hi.

-Oh, here.
-Thanks.

-Seems like you've had a lot on your mind.
-Yeah.

There's just a lot of stuff that doesn't fit.

The shoulder pain, the weird violent memories,
the inexplicable medical knowledge.

I'm gonna do what you told me.

-I'm gonna find somebody who understands.
-That's great.

I mean, Eli said that he wanted you to try
the past-life regression therapy, so...

I'm gonna talk to somebody who actually
knows where this stuff is coming from.

Like?

Nicole.

I was with her for almost a decade,
so, you know, who would know me better?

That's a good question.

Yeah, so, I'm gonna go to Raleigh. Thanks.

-So, that's what all this is for?
-Yep. I'm leaving tomorrow.

I don't know how long I'm gonna be gone.

♪ I've never been so deep inside a shadow ♪

Wish me luck.

♪ I've never been so insecure... ♪

See you.

♪ ...of what I know ♪

♪ I've gotta figure it out ♪

♪ I need a story to tell ♪

♪ Where's the feeling I long for? ♪

♪ I've gotta figure it out ♪

♪ Before I lose you ♪

♪ Before I lose you, love ♪