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Ugh.

Hey.

Gettin' good at that.

You okay?

No.

Thanks for the loan, Wally.

My pleasure.

Uh, your lady friend is here.

You were right about Kreutzfeld.

I lost the key, I lost everything.

I know what Kreutzfeld's trying to do.

He's trying to recreate the Conroy experiment.

His son is dead.

He wants to resurrect him.

And now he has the glass eye.

I'm responsible for that.

Listen, Joe, I restored the film, and I saw exactly what happened.

Conroy didn't stop the experiment,

the occupant did.

The occupant?

I am sorry, I don't know how to do this,

but we have to stop Kreutzfeld somehow now.

Now, let me do that with the legion.

But if we fail, the occupant's our last hope.

You have to find him.

I don't know where to start.

I don't have the key, I don't have anything.

Joe, you've come farther than anyone else.

You'll find him.

We're ready, son.

All right, think, what do we know about the occupant?

Nothing.

The objects all belong to him,

so they're his personal possession.

So there's gotta be at least one thing that,

you know, identifies him or tells us...

I didn't even know there was an occupant until yesterday.

How would he have any idea... What are you... don't touch...

Wait a minute, before it was an object,

this was just a bus ticket, right?

I need you to not do that, come on!

Hey, do you know how hard it is for me to get that duct tape

on there without zapping myself?

You're all...

- Whoa. - Look at that.

Bus route's right on there.

Whoa.

Willowbrook, Arizona, that's where he came from.

That's a start, my friend.

Pull over here.

Before the driveway?

- Right here. - What, right here?

Yup, right here.

Welcome to Willowbrook, home of the occupant, whoever he is.

Well, if I'm right, he disappeared from here in 1961.

So I'm gonna check the missing person's reports.

Where's the police station?

Wally, I'm wanted for murder and kidnapping,

we can't walk into a police station.

We're at the hall of records.

Sheriff, it's Detective Bridgewater.

You still in town?

Yeah, I have a question.

Detective Miller and Dr. Ruber escaped in a prisoner

transport van, did it ever turn up?

Yeah, abandoned not too far from here.

Where?

Motel Sunshine just off old route 66.

You know the place?

Yeah.

Novocain.

Sir?

I need Novocain and a syringe.

I'll see to it, sir.

What, a man can't sing to his bus ticket?

Well, there were no missing persons in 1961,

but there was an extra person.

What's an extra person?

"Police arrested an unidentified man yesterday,"

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"The man accosted Mable Smith, 24, of Willowbrook,

"claiming to be her husband.

Miss Smith is unmarried."

Who's Mable Smith?

She's the town librarian.

Help you, boys?

Mable Smith?

Mm-hm.

I'm Joe Miller.

Can we sit down and talk for a second?

Sure.

I found an old article that mentions your name.

Why are you showing me this?

I'm looking for him.

I'm sorry, I... I can't help you.

Mable, you filed a police report against this man,

you must remember something.

It's been so long.

He said he was my husband.

I never saw him before, but...

he knew all sorts of things about me.

Things no one knows.

What struck me at the time...

was that he seemed so sure, so insistent

that I believe him.

And you... did you believe him?

Oh, no, no, no.

But he still haunts me.

You see,

I never married.

And, uh, he was as close as I came.

What was his name?

Uh, I don't, uh...

I don't remember.

Is there anything else that you can remember,

anything at all?

I can't tell you how important this is to me.

He gave this to me.

I've never shown anyone.

Now, that's him, and that's me.

But that picture was never taken.

I never saw him before he showed up on my doorstep.

And this...

This is the part that I can't sit with.

Yes, that's my handwriting.

I still wonder

if I should have said yes.

Yes, I remember.

Mable, may I take this picture?

Yes, take it.

Thank you.

40 years old, good as new,

it's an object.

Well, Wally I think I know why no one's ever found the occupant.

Whatever the event was that created the objects

ripped him out of the world somehow.

Just like the motel room.

His history's been erased, no one remembers him,

this picture might be the only evidence he ever even existed.

Yeah, right, a pencil gets plucked out of existence,

nobody cares, but a whole guy...

And how do you find a man who doesn't exist?

Oh, my God.

It's real.

Bridgewater.

Lee, it's Sheriff Starnes.

Good news. We just picked up your man, Dr. Ruber.

You wanted to know what he did to you.

Why don't you ask him?

He's at the hospital.

Sood's books.

Welcome to Loserville.

Every disgusting wannabe, coulda-been,

has-been object loser hangs out here.

It makes me sick to see you here.

I need to find something that I.D.s the occupant.

Driver's license, some personal item with his name on it.

The Sood's the guy to ask, but he won't help you now.

You've pissed him off.

Well, I'll apologize to him,

smooth things over.

Yeah, that will work.

Come on.

I'm not coming with you anymore.

Those people, my bus ticket,

they're like piranhas.

This whole thing, you're getting in so deep it's dangerous for me.

I'm sorry. I just can't.

You know what, Wally?

You're right.

Thanks for everything.

I owe you.

Hey, Joe.

Get her back.

I'm here to see The Sood.

Appointment only.

Look, could you just tell The Sood that I'd like to apologize?

Appointment only.

Can I make an appointment?

No!

Well, well.

Took me a while, Detective.

You're a difficult man to track down.

But every riddle has an answer.

I don't have it.

You'll excuse me if I don't believe you.

Montague, ask yourself,

would I be walking to my next destination if I had the key?

So what?

You're just another object loser?

Welcome to the club.

Is that really a gun in your pocket?

Yes.

Oh.

Intimidating.

Do you know The Sood?

Do I know The Sood?

Of course I know The Sood.

He's a friend. He's a colleague.

- We have dinner. - Good.

Introduce me to him.

Sir.

Enter.

Weasel, how many times have I got to tell you,

keep your stinking carcass out of my shop.

You, too?

Pumeet.

Wait, wait.

Sood, listen,

I just wanted to introduce you to my friend...

you're already...

I know you guys got off on the wrong foot, so...

Kill them.

Please, Sood.

Hear me out.

I want to apologize for the disturbance

I caused here a few days ago.

My argument was with Mr. Kreutzfeld,

and I had no right bringing that argument here.

All I want is to find this man.

The Occupant.

There's a guy object?

I mean, there's an object that's a guy?

That changes everything.

You can't find any objects with this man's name on them?

No.

No driver's license, no business card,

no such object has ever surfaced.

Here is where all the known objects are right now.

Can you find me the pen?

Where's the pen.

The pen.

It's pretty accurate.

I've collected as much history of the objects as I can.

The key, for instance...

just in the last few weeks

you've been spotted in Pittsburgh,

New Mexico, Kansas, Cleveland...

I haven't been to Cleveland.

Hmm.

How far back does this go?

Years. Back to the beginning for some objects.

What if you mapped all their movements all at once?

What would that prove?

Well, I'm not sure,

but there might be some sort of a pattern.

Could you just try it, please?

What's that?

What's there?

No object has ever been through there.

Nothing.

It's the desert.

That's where he is.

The Occupant in the room,

and somehow he is keeping all the objects away.

I need to borrow your car.

Great. I'll drive.

Give me the keys.

This is all I have.

Give me the keys.

The center of the map is a town called Green Valley.

It doesn't look like much of a town.

From the outskirts there is a sanitarium.

Good luck.

We have to hit Kreutzfeld hard and fast.

It's not going to be easy getting in.

Leave that to me.

I have someone on the inside.

Look, none of us have ever done anything like this before.

We have no idea what we're getting into.

But if we don't at least try,

we're going to end up dead anyway, so...

let's go.

What are you doing?

Hey. How are you?

It's a little project.

It's going to take awhile, though.

But I remember Anthony said something about making ice cream, though.

That wouldn't interest you, would it?

Okay.

And close the door, will you, buddy?

We're in position.

Very good. Wait for my signal.

Yeah?

They're about to attack.

Wise man.

You made the right choice.

No one's here.

Something's wrong. I think it's a trap.

Get out. Get out now.

Let's go.

Don't.

It won't heal.

Objects don't work in the room.

Hi.

Visiting hours are over.

Police business.

I'm here to see a patient.

Police? Well, okay, sure.

Who's the patient?

John Doe.

You do have a John Doe here.

Yeah.

He's always been here.

You should empty your pockets.

He doesn't like things.

What do you mean?

Things... stuff, pens, wallets, keys.

It freaks him out.

No firearm?

It stays with me.

My name is Joe Miller.

I just want to ask you...

No!

Easy! Easy!

Easy! It's okay!

Look, it's okay.

It's okay! It's okay!

I'm not going to hurt you.

Okay?

I'm not going to hurt you.

Okay?

I just want to talk to you, that's all,

all right?

I'm just going to sit down right here, okay?

No!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

No! Stop!

Damn.

Oh, my God.

Who the hell are you?

I just want to know who you are

and what happened in that motel room

and if you created the obj...

Stop talking!

I met your wife Mabel.

She gave me your picture.

She misses you...

even if she doesn't remember you.

I felt the photograph coming.

I thought maybe you might have been my wife.

I let you through.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Please, it's very important.

I just need to know, did you create these objects?

I didn't.

Then where did they come from?

I don't know.

I didn't do anything.

It just happened.

I need your help.

My little girl went into that motel room

and she never came out.

Can you tell me where she is?

She's still there.

- Where? - In the room.

No, she's not. I've been there.

I've been there. She's gone.

There's more than one.

What do you mean there's more than one?

There's more than one. Come on!

Can you bring her back?

Please tell me you can bring her back.

I can't.

But you can.

How?

How can I bring her back?

Take me to the motel room.

You almost had me there, Jennifer.

Yeah, too bad.

Didn't think you had it in you.

I want you to witness what I'm about to do.

I know you're scared of it,

but if I'm right...

if I'm right...

You're not.

I won't harm you unless you interfere.

I saw him.

I... saw him.

I saw...

I've come a long way, Martin.

Margaret?

Margaret, I saw him.

Shh, Martin.

I saw the man in the room.

What man?

I saw him through this Polaroid...

at the motel.

I saw the occupant...

the living object.

This isn't true.

None of it.

He gave me a vision in the desert.

He told me that The Order was wrong.

He said that if I could put

all the objects back together again,

that I wouldn't just talk to God.

He said I would be God.

That's why you won't kill me.

I'm the Prophet.

Lee.

I knew you'd come.

Ruber!

Don't smile at me like that. I want some answers.

Who killed Lou Destefano?

I did.

What happened to Anna Miller?

The motel room took her.

You know the motel, Lee. You dreamed about it.

How did you know that?

The motel room is where the objects come from.

And they protect me.

I'm the Prophet of the Objects now.

Good-bye, Lee.

You're under arrest!

Stop, Ruber, or I will put a hole in you!

When you're ready to know the objects, Lee,

come find me.

It's ready.

I'm nervous, Anthony.

Karl, please don't do this.

I want to see my son.

No!

Daddy?

Isaac.

Daddy?

Yeah.

Isaac, no.

No, Isaac, please. No.

Please!

Come back!

Karl, don't!

I want to see my son.

No!

Aah!

Aah!

Ohh!

Ohh!

Aah!

Don't, Joe!

Stop!

I feel like myself again in here.

Outside...

in the real world, there's so much...

noise in my head.

It's quiet in here.

Who are you?

I used to be a man named Eddie McCleister.

Used to be?

And now you're... what, the prime object?

No, no. There's no prime object.

I'm just an object like the rest.

I have a will.

That's the only thing that makes me different.

Except you're alive.

Ha. Yeah. Unfortunately.

Unfortunately?

Outside this room...

the objects all sense each other...

always, like pain,

electricity, noise.

For a conscious mind, it's torture.

You said I could bring my daughter back.

How do I do that?

You have to kill me.

No.

I can't.

You can.

Even if I wanted to,

you shot yourself in the mouth.

You spat the bullet out. I can't.

You can kill me in this room.

Take the burden.

What burden?

Become an object. Take my place.

No. I don't understand. How is that possible?

One object is destroyed, another is created:

conservation of objects.

Hey, I can't.

I don't want that.

I want to die.

You want to see your daughter again,

you have to kill me now, here,

in this motel room.

No.

No, I won't be a murderer.

Take out your gun... please.

End this.

No.

Look, there's a price for everything, Joe.

This is the price to get your daughter back.

Please.

I'll get my daughter back?

Will my past be erased...

like yours was?

I don't know.

Will my daughter remember me?

I don't know, but she'll be alive.

I'm sorry.

God forgive me.

Are you all right?

What happened?

Where is he?

Sorry.

Joe?

He's gone.

Joe, what did you do?

You have to reset me.

I'm gonna go in the room.

I want you to reset it with the key.

I can't.

You're gonna disappear just like Anna did.

I won't.

I promise.

Better come back.

I will.

Please bring my daughter back.

Please bring my daughter back.

Please.

- Daddy! - Anna!

You're okay?

- You okay? - Yeah.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah.

Sure you're okay?

Huh? You all right?

Is that bad man gone?

Yeah. Yeah, the bad man's gone.

Okay?

But, Anna, you're safe with me now, okay?

You're safe with me.

Yeah.

All right, banana?

Don't cry, let's get out of here.

Oh, my God.

How is she?

Oh, she's all right.

You're okay, right?

Yeah.

Yeah. She's okay.

Uh, Anna, this is Jennifer.

Hi.

Hi.

Jennifer, this is my daughter Anna.

- What is it? - Where are we?

I will tell you the whole story later, okay?

Okay.

Right now, I just have one last thing to do,

and then we got to go.

Okay. Stay right here.

What are you doing?

Trying to put an end to this.

Let's go.

Where are we going?

Someplace far away from here.

- You okay? - Yeah.

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