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- Her voice.

I've always been really close to my mom.

I was really mad at her.

She spoke to me.

I love you so much.

(dramatic music)

- We beseech thee, almighty
and merciful father,

for the soul of our sister, Sonia Simmons,

for whom we have offered this sacrifice

in praise of thy majesty,

world without end, amen.

(dramatic music)

(man whispering)

(fabric rustling)

(dramatic music)

- Your mom was a real peach.

We're all gonna miss her.

(sniffs)

(dramatic music)

- Sonia was so sweet.

I'm sure gonna miss talking
over the fence with her.

(crying)

(dramatic music)

- Andy, you let us know
if you need anything, huh?

- I appreciate it, buddy.

(dramatic music)

(sniffs)

(dramatic music)

- Good night.

Doesn't make any sense, somebody so young.

I only wish that I...

- I appreciate it.

- Please, call me if there's
anything that I can do to help.

- Yeah, this was to ribbons.

(dramatic music)

- There's so much more
I wanted to say to her.

- Can I come over later?

- No, Dylan.

(rain falls)

(dramatic music)

- Love you.

(dramatic music)
(rain falls)

(thunder rumbles)

- Are you guys on the outs?

- No.

(gasps)

I don't know.

- She loved you, Hailey.

You can't believe she was that mad at you.

It was probably Dylan.

- It wasn't him.

It was the idea of moving in with him.

We hadn't talked in weeks.

And now we're not ever gonna get to talk.

(crying)

(dramatic music)
(rain falls)

God.

Tell me why she had to die.

(crying)
(dramatic music)

And please, let her come back to me.

(dramatic music)
(thunder rumbles)

(clock ticks)

(ominous music)

- Brett.
(gasps)

- You scared me.

Give me a hug.

Where's your daddy?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I didn't know you were here.

- We yelled at you from the boat.

- You have the boat?

- Yeah, but we have to get home.

- Please, Tom, just for one hour.

- Maybe next weekend.

We're having problems with the cranes,

so I need to get to the
site early tomorrow.

- Party pooper.

- You know, when I was in college,

I remember doing something
else on the weekends.

What was it?

Studying.

- Well, that would require
me going to class first.

- You better not drop out.

Dad's counting on you.

- Whatever.

(dramatic music)

- See ya.

Come on, kids.

- Bye, Tom.

(dramatic music)

- Your mom had the coolest jewelry.

- Hey, I haven't seen this since I was 10.

- What's it do?

- I don't know exactly,

but I used to act like I was talking

to people from another time.

- Too bad it's just a toy.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Hey.

How's the trip?

- Oh, I'm better than
a bear on a beaver dam.

We're catching beacoup fish.

- Is it relaxing?

- Yep, how you holding up?

- Fine.

Cathy and I are just going through

some of mom's stuff.

Man, she had a lot of junk.

- I'm sorry, I should be there helping.

- You've done enough, just
enjoy your hunting trip.

- Fishing trip.

- Okay, Dad.

I love you.

- I love you, honey.

See you later.

(phone beeps)

(insects chirp)

Boy, is she strong.

There's no way I could go
through Sonia's things.

- Sorry, bud.

- No, no, I'm fine.

(engine revs)

(car beeps)

(birds chirping)

- Hey, little princess.

- Hey, Sheriff Stevens.

- I've known you since you were born.

When are you gonna call me Beau?

- Well, my dad tells me I have
to be respectful to my elder.

(laughing)

- You're doing all right?

- Pretty good.

- Yeah.

You're all alone in that big old house?

- No, I live across town on campus.

- Oh, damn, I knew that.

You know the mind is
the first thing to go,

or is it the second?

What's my name?

(laughing)

Oh, well.

All right, you take care of yourself.

- Sheriff.

Do you think it was really a heart attack?

- Look, kid.

We all know your mom was too young to die,

but heart disease does run in the family.

- But she was in great shape.

- Well, we never know when it's our turn.

(dramatic music)

She'll never be gone as long
as you have her in here.

- I just can't believe it.

- Yeah, sure.

I understand.

- How do I go about getting
a copy of the autopsy?

- Just go down to Larry Wigam's office.

- What about the police report?

- Won't tell you much.

All right, you tell my
boys down at the station

I said you could have a copy.

- Thanks.

- Any time.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(upbeat music)

(phone rings)

- Hey, Dylan.

- Oh, you got caller ID now?

- No, you always call at 10.

It's okay, I wanted to hear your voice.

- My voice, you want me to
come whisper in your ear?

- I don't need company right now.

- Why not?

- Dylan, if you've really needed me,

you wouldn't have waited
till this late at night.

- Look, I got 18 hours
this semester and my job.

- Do you still love me?

- Do I still...

Of course I do.

- You know what I think?

You go out and you can't find someone,

you call me.

- Hailey, we're soulmates.

Why would I wanna do something like that?

- I just hear things.

- From who, Cathy?

- No.

- Look, people will talk when
they don't see us together,

and we haven't done it in months, babe.

- Look, I told you that
I think we should wait

until we're married.

- No.

See, that's your mom talking right there.

- You asshole.

- Hailey?

(dramatic music)

(door creaks)

(somber music)

(lights click)

(static hums)

(somber music)

(static hums)

- Welcome to the time phone,

connecting to you to
the past or the future,

please hold while I connect you

to January 18th, 1960.

- It's 1960 and I'm sitting here

with my beautiful daughter.

Say hi, Sonia.

- Dad, what are you doing?

- I'm interviewing you in case someone

from the future calls.

- Your contraptions never work.

Dad, I'm just teasing.

Hello, there, my dad's
a really deep thinker.

Now it's time for dinner.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

(somber music)

- Goodbye.

(somber music)

(phone rings)

(suspenseful music)

(thunder rumbles)

Hello, anymore assholes out there?

- I beg your pardon?

- What?

- Watch your language, young lady.

Do you wish to make a call?

(dramatic music)

(phone receiver clicks)

(dial turns)

Are you ready to place that call now?

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

- Hello?

- I thought I was just playing with a toy.

- That's nice, are you ready
to place that call now?

- Can you tell me what
number I just dialed?

- Yes, you dialed the number
for the first state bank.

Should I patch you through?

- Yeah.

Can you tell me what today's date is?

- Certainly, January 18th.

- And the year?

- Should I ring a doctor for you?

- No.

I just had a dream

and I'm a little confused.

- I see, well, in an hour
it will be a new day.

January 19th, 1960.

(dramatic music)

Hope everything works out for you.

Hello?

Are you still there?

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

- I can't play right now.

- Forget about school for a minute.

Dial a number.

- What do you mean dial a number?

It's a toy phone.

- It's not a toy.

I talked to a switchboard operator in 1960

and she said she'd patch my call through?

- To who, Aunt B?

It was a pre-recorded
message for God's sakes.

- She was real.

She thought I was crazy when
I asked what year it was.

- Well, she may be on to something.

No answer.

(phone dials)

Oh, yes, hello, White House.

Can I speak with President Kennedy?

They're ringing him.

Hey, Jack, Jack.

Don't go to Dallas, bad idea.

Bring it back, I'll fix it.

(laughing)

(insects chirping)
(footsteps echo)

- What?

- Hailey, I'm really sorry.

I love your toy.

- It's not a toy.

- Okay, time machine.

- Time phone.

- I brought sandwiches.

(paper rustles)

(door closes)

- Nice.

Hey, I found a phone book
from the 1960s at the library.

- You ripped out the pages?

- I don't think it's in high demand.

So how's this work?

- Is Dylan working?

- I didn't see him.

(paper rustles)

- Well, here's the number for the bank.

You said the 1960s, right?

(dramatic music)

(phone dials)

- It's not ringing.

- I really broke it, huh?

(dramatic music)

(phone dials)

(static hums)

(phone dials)
(dramatic music)

(phone rings)

- It's ringing.
- Oh.

- I'll connect you now.

First State Bank, may I help you?

- Is this First State Bank?

- Yes, ma'am.

- They closed 10 years ago.

Can you tell me what today's date is?

- Certainly, January 15th.

- I'm just paying some bills right now,

and oops, I keep writing the wrong year.

- Even bankers make that mistake, honey,

two weeks into the new year

and I'm still writing 1959 on my checks.

- Oh, well.

Thanks.

Bye now.

- Bye, bye.

(laughing)

- Let me try.

- Who are you calling?

- I'm ordering a new '66 Corvette.

(playful music)
(laughing)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hi, hi, hi.

Hello.

I'd like to order a new
'66 Corvette, please.

Yes, I'll send someone along to pick it up

on next Wednesday, okay, all right,

thank you very much.

Thank you for your time.

(screams)
(laughing)

Yes, we're giving them
away until 5 o'clock today.

We've got, yes.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Get your wireless, sir.

Yeah, that's right, the Beatles.

They're gonna be bigger than Elvis.

I told you, they're not bugs.

They're musicians from England.

I'm just trying to help your store out.

- Okay.
(laughing)

- Hurry up because the river's overflowing

and there's a kitten that's trapped.

- I need you to deliver this to my house.

I want a gray one.

Make sure it's gray and the
one with the green eyes.

- Hi, is this Patricia?

Yeah, I heard you have a secret admirer.

- I really always had a thing for you

and I was just wondering if you'd like

to meet me sometime.

- Yeah, I need 3,000 tons of steel girders

and 100 cement trucks and
I need them by tomorrow.

Well, we're building a
bridge, why do you ask?

(laughing)

(insects chirping)

(door opens)

- Shit, dammit Wayne,

you trying to give me
a heart attack or what?

- Asshole.

- Hello, boys.

This may be my last trip out here.

- You always were a quitter.

Football, college, and
now your friends, huh?

- I didn't quit football.

I'm not quitting you, Larry.

I just need a change of pace.

Need to get away.

Maybe move out by the ocean.

- You're so full of shit, right, Wayne?

(crying)

(dramatic music)

(crying)

(dramatic music)

(door creaks)

(suspenseful music)
(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

(suspenseful music)

(phone receiver clicks)

(crying)
(dramatic music)

(phone dials)

- Yes, dear?

- Mom?

- For heaven's sake, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

- I miss you.

- How's school going?

- It's there.

I haven't been keeping
my grades up lately.

- What happened to your studies?

- I just haven't been myself.

- Stay focused, Hailey.

Let Dad and I worry about the rest.

- What if something happens to you?

- I don't plan on going anywhere.

Hailey?

- Yes.

- I'm glad you decided to call.

Have you thought about what I said?

- Yes.

- And?

- You need to trust me.

- So we're back at square one?

- Mom, I'm not going to get pregnant.

- That's fine, but what about your dreams?

Once you live with a man,

you'll forget about your own goal.

- Mom, this is the 21st century.

Things are different.

- Do you really believe that?

- I need to think about it, okay?

Can we talk about something else?

- Like?

(upbeat music)

- Something from when I was little.

(upbeat music)

Remember when we used to go to the lake?

- Oh, I can remember when
you first learned to swim.

Your dad called you aqua girl.

You kept finding things on the bottom

and asking what they were.

You brought up all kinds of trash.

- I remember finding a turtle.

- Yes.

You didn't tell your dad
and he almost ran over it.

- That's right.

He thought he hit me and he got mad

when he found out the real
reason I was screaming.

♪ Will I always want you ♪

♪ Will I always need you ♪

♪ Will I always ♪

- I've got to go, dear.

Your dad will be home soon

and I promised him lunch today.

- Mom, wait.

- What's wrong?

- I've got to tell you something.

- Hailey, you need to
focus on your schoolwork.

(doorbell rings)

Someone's at the door.

I'll call you back.

- You need to go to the hospital.

(dial tone)
Mom!

(phone beeps)

(shutters open)

- So what was the last thing she said?

- That my dad was on his way home

and she had to make lunch.

Oh, and someone was at the door.

- You called her at 11:30.

- I talked to her for a while.

- This thing is magical.

- It's not magic.

- Then what do you call it?

- I don't know but it's creeping me out.

I prayed for something like this to happen

for the past few months, that I'd actually

get to talk to her again,

and damned if it didn't happen.

- Well, it happened, so cherish it.

Why didn't you tell her
to run to the hospital?

- I didn't tell her I was
calling from the future.

- Here, call her at 11:45.

That's plenty of time for her to run

to the hospital and get checked out.

- You're acting like she might live again.

- Why not?

If we're really calling the past,

why can't we change it?

(suspenseful music)
(phone dials)

(phone rings)

Maybe she's outside.

(phone rings)

- She's never too far from the phone.

(suspenseful music)

Maybe she's gone?

- Gone?

As in gone?

(car beeps)

(bell rings)

- Hi.

Can you tell Mr. Wiggins
that Hailey Simmons

is here to see him?

- Dr. Wiggins isn't in.

- I knew that, actually.

Can you have him call me
when he gets back in town?

You know, actually I don't
need him to call me back.

I was just wanting to see if I could get

a copy of Sonia Simmon's autopsy.

- Address?

- Can I get it right now?

- No.

- I'll just wait.

That's great.

Thank you.

(car beeps)

- So this phone we've been
using can call into the past,

like you can dial in any date

and you can call it at any time.

At any time, man.

I'm gonna show, we're gonna do it now.

I'm sure it's fine, hold on one second.

(phone rings)

- Hi, Dylan.

- Any luck?

- Nope.

- Hey, can I borrow the time phone thingy?

- Why?

- I wanted to see if I
could get someone with it.

- How many people did you tell?

- We're gonna be famous, Hailey.

- I'm not letting this
thing out of my sight.

- Not even for half an hour?

- No.

- You're putting me in
a difficult position.

- Me?

You shouldn't have told anyone about this.

- Well, then why did you tell me.

- I thought I could trust you.

(crowd laughing)
(rap music)

(phone beeps)

- She doesn't feel like sharing.

(rap music)

(phone rings)

- No, Dylan, you can't come over.

(metal crashes)

(knocks)

Coming.

(door creaks)

- Hi.

- Sorry about last night.

- What about last night?

- Didn't you call?

- No, I came by yesterday, though.

- Oh.

I was probably at the coroner's.

- Oh.

Hey, look, I've been a jerk lately,

a big jerk, been taking you for granted.

I'm sorry, I just...

- Come here.

(kissing)

Look.

- Okay, what is it?

- This is a time phone.

My grandpa made it for my
mom when she was little.

- It's cool.

What's it do?

- It lets you dial into
the past or future.

- Have you called anybody with the phone?

- Yes.

I know you're not gonna believe this,

but I talked to my mom.

- Your mom?

- Yeah.

I know it sounds crazy

but I talked to her for 20 or 30 minutes.

- You called your mom after she died,

but you called her back in time?

- Yes, but I screwed up.

I should have told her
first off to go and get help

and then the doorbell rang and then--

- Hailey, wait, hold on.

This time phone is what's
been consuming your time,

this is why I can't see you as often?

Okay, no, look, if you
wanted time away from me,

all you had to do was tell me

you wanted to take some time off.

You didn't have to create some fantasy

with this time travel
phone, whatever you call it.

- Dylan, this is not a joke.

I'm not making this up.

- Right, I got it.

- Dylan, you have to believe me.

I'm not lying.

(dramatic music)
(door slams)

Some soulmate.

(dramatic music)

(phone beeps)

(rustling)

(zipper unzips)

(clanging)

(phone rings)

Hello?

- Loose something?

- You took it.

Why?

Bring it back right now.

And my apartment key.

- You've been obsessing over this thing.

A short time away from
it will do you good.

- That is none of your business.

That thing is the only
connection I have to my mom.

How could you be against me on this?

You said yourself it
could change the past.

(phone beeps)

- I'm sorry.

I was just joking.

(dramatic music)

Do you still want your key back?

(suspenseful music)

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hailey, I told you I'd call you back.

- Mom, you sound shaky.

- It's been a bit hectic.

- You were so calm just a minute ago.

Are you in danger?

- Of course not.

Now, I've got to run.

(dial tone)

- What did she say?

- She's never been that
short with me before.

(suspenseful music)

- They're dropping like flies.

I've been to two wakes this week already.

How's your Uncle Marvin?

I saw him dragging that oxygen tank

of his all over town.

I used to think he was
the cutest little man.

- Excuse me.

It's been like a day but I'd really like

to see my mom's autopsy.

Thanks.

(engine beeps)

- Anyways, I was telling...

(dramatic music)

(crying)

(cheering)

(whistling)

(men shouting)

- Hey, baby.

- Yeah, man.

(whistles)

- Cool it, it's my sister.

How'd you find me?

- Elaine.

Can you take a break right now?

- What do you think?

Sit down.

Hailey, you're shaking.

What's wrong?

- Everything.

I am angry, sad, pissed and scared,

and all at the same time.

- What'd he do?

- Who, Dylan?

- I heard some things.

- Tom, Mom was only angry
'cause I was moving in with him.

He's a really sweet guy.

- That's what I heard, he's
a sweet guy, that Dylan.

(laughing)

- No matter what, you've always been able

to make me smile, even
when I couldn't wait

for you to move out.

- Okay, brat.

What's up?

- This is Mom's autopsy.

- Woah, where did you get that?

- I asked for it.

Listen to this.

Here it shows she died a sudden death

from cardiac arrest,
but it doesn't say why

the cardiac arrest happened,

and it doesn't mention the marks

on her head or neck.

Remember, we asked the funeral home guy

why she had so much makeup on

and he said they had to cover up a bruise?

Look here.

It shows that she had traces of Oxycontin

and alcohol in her system.

She didn't take pain medication or drink.

Something's going on.

- I can't believe you got her autopsy.

(dramatic music)

- Are you even listening to me?

Mom stopped drinking when
Dad had his heart attack

and she didn't take Oxy whatever.

- How do you know?

- I've looked in her medicine cabinet.

(dramatic music)

I've taken a couple Valium, once.

It's no big deal.

- When?

Before or after she died?

- Look, weren't they supposed to mention

the marks on her body?

Isn't that what they're
supposed to do in an autopsy?

- She died of natural causes.

We have to just leave it alone.

She's gone, Hailey.

(dramatic music)

- You were in pre-med.

Can't you just help me figure this out?

- That was eons ago.

(dramatic music)

You have to let her go.

(dramatic music)

- You're just like Dad.

Don't break the camel's back.

Don't split straws.

Well, you know what?

I'm just like her.

I'm stubborn and I just can't let this be

until I figure out what really happened.

I guess it wouldn't matter if I told you

I can talk to her.

(dramatic music)

(crackling)

(gulping)

(phone rings)

- What the hell's this?

- Sat phone.

- Why didn't you tell me?

Hell, I've been having to go clear

down to the bay just to call home.

- I'm sorry, buddy.

It's for emergencies only.

(phone rings)

Hello?

- Dad, are you okay?

- Hailey?

How'd you know this number?

Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

Dad, is Larry Wiggins there?

I need to speak with him.

- What do you know, it's for you.

- Larry Wiggins.

- I didn't want to bother you

but I can't wait until you get home

and you told me I could ask you

if I had any questions.

- Of course.

- How exactly did my mom die?

- No, Hailey, your father
is sitting right next to me.

- He'll want to hear this.

Did she die of a heart attack,

an overdose, or by hitting her head?

- Well, it is possible that
an overdose was involved.

(dramatic music)

- So you're saying that
she committed suicide?

- No, no, no, not necessarily.

An accidental lethal overdose

may have caused her heart to stop.

- That's BS.

- I do not deserve that tone, young lady.

You asked for my opinion.

- Oh, that's your opinion.

Why don't you know for sure?

- If a patient suffers a heart attack

and survives, we can plainly see

where the attack occurred

and view the subsequent damage.

On the other hand, when someone

has a heart attack and dies,

we can't always tell
what caused the attack

because, well, they died before
the heart shows the damage.

These things are very delicate.

They're easy to misconstrue.

- So you're saying the science

hasn't evolved enough to
show how someone died?

- Exactly.

- You're full of it.

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

- Watch TV.

You think anything is possible.

- Just like her mother.

- Overdose?

- You know maybe I better start back early

and see if I can help.

(sirens blare)

- Hey, Pat.

Those three campus side,

that goes to Meal Street.

We're running behind.

Gotta get there quick, man.

- Got you, whoa.

Hey, Dylan, you got a visitor, bro.

- Let's see.

What do I want?

You'll do.

- Hailey, you gotta be kidding me.

- Oh, I'm not cold, I'm hot.

- Gotta get you home, sweetie.

Gotta get you dressed.

- What did you just call me?

- Sweetie.

I just see these theaters.

- Guys, I'll be right back, okay?

- I thought you liked me that way.

(playful music)
(sirens blare)

- Okay, right here, easy.

Stay.

Here we go.

Give me your hand.

(water runs)

Okay, take this.

I want you to sleep in in the morning.

- I do anyway.

You know why?

- 'Cause my mommy doesn't wake me anymore.

- It's sad about your mom, I know.

- Then why won't you help me find her?

- She's gone, Hailey.

She is.

- You're not here to cheer me up, are you?

- Got you.

Up, oh.

My hand, there's no control.

(laughing)

Help.

- Stop it, now, we're
gonna make a phone call.

Pick a year.

- 1928.

- Did they even have phones back then?

- Hailey, Alexander Graham Bell

invented the phone 1876.

- Okay, I believe you.

It's just that I've only tried 1960

and then just a few months ago.

- Why don't you try calling the future?

- Yeah, actually I have tried the future

and it's kind of weird,
it just clicks and buzzes.

- Maybe they don't use
phones in the future.

- Much better thought
than the alternative.

Hmm.

(phone dials)

- Good afternoon, Kirby Hospital.

- Yes, ma'am, could you tell
me what today's date is?

- June 17th.

Is there something I can help you with?

- Do you have a pharmacy?

- No, ma'am.

- And could you tell me what year this is?

- They hang up?

- Yes, but did you hear her say the date

that I have dialed in?

And she said that they
don't have a pharmacy

which I know that they do now.

You don't believe me?

- I didn't say that.

- Yes or no?

(door creaks)

- I'll be right back.

What about Hailey?

I heard your dad got a five point buck.

- On his fishing trip?

- Don't tell me he's still lying
to you about going hunting?

- Lying happens to be the reason I'm here.

- Who's the fibber?

- You.

Or someone here in your office.

I can't seem to get the same answer twice

when I ask about my mom's death.

- Didn't Larry answer your questions?

- He wasn't there.

- Oh.

That's right, he's with your pappy.

- I've got a copy of the autopsy,

and I have a lot of problems with it.

- Well, I've never laid eyes on it.

What does it say?

- I'm surprised.

She was a close friend of yours.

- I don't see them
unless something's amiss.

Coroner says natural causes,

my investigation is over.

- So you didn't notice anything unusual

about the crime scene?

- It's only a crime scene
if a crime is committed.

Doctor said it was cardiac arrest.

- What about the marks
on her head and neck?

- He thinks she hit
her head when she fell.

- That's fine but he didn't note that,

and he also said that there was alcohol

and painkillers in her blood.

- Now, Hailey, we never know
everything our parents do.

Nor do we want to.

- Are you going to investigate this?

- I'll tell you what, I'll talk
to Larry when he gets back.

- From his trip that you
didn't even know he was on.

(door creaks)

(sirens blare)

(knocks)

- Oh, hi, Hailey.

Was just falling asleep.

- It's okay, I just want you to listen

in on my calls so I have a witness.

- Witness?

Didn't you get my email?

I've been counting the hours to my finals.

- I think my mom was murdered,

and if I get killed uncovering the truth,

you're going to have to
go to the authorities.

- Get serious.

- Where's your roomie?

- At her boyfriend's.

- Neither the sheriff or the coroner

noted the marks on her and they said

that there were painkillers
and alcohol in her system,

which she never took.

- How do you explain the cardiac arrest?

- They can't even explain it.

(dramatic music)

- Okay, then that's what
we need to focus on.

If it was a heart attack,

we need to get her to the hospital.

If it was homicide, we have to get her

out of the house before it happens.

Keep calling.

- I want you to talk to her.

- What do I say?

- I don't know, just
get her to the hospital.

- I can't lie to your mom.

- You have before.

(dramatic music)

- Hi, Mrs. Simmons, this is Cathy.

No, I need to talk to you.

Do you remember meeting my uncle Wes?

Yeah, he's the doctor at Kirby.

Well, today they're having
a free heart screening

but only today, you just go

into the emergency room
entrance and then...

Well, it usually costs thousands

but they're doing it just today

to try out a new machine thingy.

Right now.

Mrs. Simmons, get out
of the house right now.

Whoever that is, they mean you harm.

Oh, okay.

She's fine.

The sheriff is there.

- I can't believe it.

The sheriff?

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Sheriff's office.

- Hi there, can I speak with the sheriff?

- Is this Hailey Simmons?

- Yeah.

How did you know?

- Your pretty voice.

We went to high school together.

I'm Carl Johnson.

- Oh, hi, Carl.

Long time no see.

Can you tell me where the sheriff is?

- Sure, he's at your parents house,

checking on a fundraiser or something.

- Well, thanks, Carl.

Goodbye now.

(receiver clicks)

(dramatic music)

Let's call...

- I'm not here.

- I thought you were at Jason's.

- Jason sucks.

- I need you.

- Tonight is it, I had to study.

(thunder rumbles)

- Who are you calling now?

- If she won't go to the hospital,

we'll bring it to her.

(phone dials)

Hello?

Yes.

There's a woman having a heart attack

at 1004 North State Street.

No, I'm not there.

Thank you.

Let's call my mom now.

- When?

- In the present to see if it worked.

(phone dials)
(dramatic music)

(phone rings)

I can't stand this.

(dramatic music)

- Thank you for calling.

- Answering machine.
- Please leave your

name and number after--

(phone beeps)
(dramatic music)

- Let's call Dylan that morning.

(dramatic music)
(phone dials)

(phone rings)

Dylan, you're up.

- Funny, funny.

- Silly, why?

- You just left here.

- Oh, yeah, I just got home.

What a night.

Hey, I have a huge favor to ask of you.

- No, I will not run around
naked in your apartment.

- Dylan, I need you to check on my mom.

- Why your mom?

- She hasn't been feeling very well lately

and I'm concerned that she might

have a heart attack or something.

- I thought I was supposed
to lay low for a while.

- Dylan, she's mad at me.

She likes you no matter
what she might say.

- Okay.

So what am I supposed
to do when I see her?

- I don't know, just buy some time.

Tell her you're gonna take her

on a ride to find me,

but take her to the hospital instead.

- That's just gonna piss her off.

- She's delusional.

She doesn't realize how sick she is,

and she could die at any moment.

Would you just please, please,
just do this for me, Dylan?

- Okay.

- I love you.

- Love you, too.

- Wait, Dylan.

(dial tone)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, stop it.

- Hey, did I leave my
shirt here the other day?

(door creaks)

- Oh, well, I'll see you later.

- Okay, bye.
- Love you.

- Love you, too, bye.

(dramatic music)

(door creaks)

(rain falls)

(suspenseful music)

(sirens blare)

(suspenseful music)

(engine revs)

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps echo)

- Dylan?

- Mrs. Simmons, are you busy?

- This really isn't a very good time.

- Look, I just walked
all the way from campus.

- All right, come on in.

I only have a minute.

- I saw the sheriff outside.

- Beau?

Did he leave?

- Yeah, are you feeling okay?

- Of course, Dylan, I love small talk,

but like I said, this isn't a good time.

- Could I drive you to the hospital?

- I thought you said you walked?

- No, I did.

It's a short walk to my car.

I just sometimes get
concerned about older people.

- Now why are you here?

- I care about Hailey.

I care about you.

I'm gonna be apart of the family someday.

- Marriage is a serious affair

and it really bothers me that neither

one of you have made any
plans for the future.

(door creaks)

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(water running)

(clattering)

(gasps)

(suspenseful music)

- Hailey, you didn't sleep there, did you?

- She said she'd always be here with me.

- Oh, Hailey.

- Statistics show that
the spouse soon follows,

so Dad's next.

Who knows what'll happen to Tom.

He works so hard.

(dramatic music)

- What are you talking about?

(crying)
(dramatic music)

- I went over to his place last night

and he has another woman.

- Dylan?

- Why does everyone leave me?

(crying)

(dramatic music)

- I'm not going anywhere.

- Yeah, right.

You'll get married soon
and join a biker gang,

and then I'll never see you again.

- We need to focus.

Let's call Dylan and
find out what happened?

- But I hate him.

- No.

No, no, you hate today's Dylan,

but Dylan from three months
ago is still our friend.

- I'm glad you're keeping track.

- Dylan, what happened?

- Nothing, actually.

- Is she okay?

- She's healthy as a horse.

She practically shoved
me out of her house.

- And was anybody else there?

- The sheriff was there.

The ambulance came and he sent them away.

- Tell him the truth
and get him back there.

- Can you go back over there?

- Why?

- Dylan, I appreciate
everything you've done,

and I will love you forever.

Now, I need you to sit
down and listen closely.

Are you sitting?

- Yeah.

- I'm calling from the future.

(dramatic music)

Okay.

Here it is.

I know you're cynical, so
I'll just lay down the facts.

I found a phone that calls into the past,

and I showed it to you today,

which is several months from when you are.

In your time, I just went
back to bed dreaming of you.

In my time, where I'm calling from,

I'm mourning my late mom

and our relationship is on the rocks.

So here's the deal.

If you wanna be with me,
you have to believe me.

I wanna be married to you,

but I need you to go to
my mom's house, again.

Drive as fast as you can,

because in my reality,
she dies in 10 minutes.

We think it's from a heart attack,

but we think she gets
attacked or something.

Just be careful and any questions?

(dramatic music)

- No.

- Hailey, where are you?

You okay?

Oh, it's nothing, I just
had a bad dream last night.

I wanna make sure that you're all right.

Good, look, you better
not call Larry's phone.

I'll just try you back later in the day.

I love you, honey, bye, bye.

(beeps)

(man laughing)

(engine hums)

Good timing.

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

- Mrs. Simmons?

Mrs. Simmons?

(ominous music)

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Simmons, wake up.

You'll be okay.

(door slams)

(crying)
(dramatic music)

- Will you stop pacing?

We don't have to wait.

We can call anytime, anywhere.

- You sound like a long
distance commercial.

Just call him.

- I did.

I called 10 minutes
later, 20 minutes later,

30 minutes later.

- I know, call your machine.

See if he left you a message.

- What?

- He might have called you?

- But what if I answer?

- Let me talk to you.

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Hi, this is Hailey.

You've reached my answer machine.

Please leave me a message if
you want me to call you back.

Remote access.

- Please dial or say your access code.

- One eight seven one.

- You have two messages.

First message.

- Hey, Hailey, it's a great day.

Let me know what you're doing after class.

- Next message.

- Hailey, look, I need your help.

I went to your moms.

They arrested me.

You have to tell them that I
have nothing to do with this.

The bat's not even mine.

I did not hit anybody with it.

Look, I'm sorry about your mom.

I should have been there sooner,

but you've got to help me.

- End of messages.

If you'd like to play--

- Erase.

(machine beeps)

(dramatic music)

Oh my God.

We're making everything worse.

- But we're doing something.

- Did you hear that?

Dylan's in jail for
murder, my mom's murder.

- So you were right.

She didn't die of natural causes.

- I know who's next.

- That gets murdered?

- No, to send over.

(dramatic music)

- You're going back early.

- I need to check on
something next door first.

- Russel won't be home for another hour.

- Oh, that's my baby.

Always in the know.

Hailey asked me to check in on Sonia.

- Why, what's wrong with her?

- Nothing wrong with her, I
just gotta tell her something.

Now, can I please get out of here

before I waste my whole lunch
hour yakking with women?

- Oh, for heaven's sake, Lou.

Tell her I'll see her later.

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

- Russel, Russel.

(gun fires)

(thuds)

- How 'bout I call Dylan in
between the times I talk to him,

and tell him my mom's in
danger to send him right over.

- Oh, this is so confusing.

He went by your place before

because he didn't believe you.

How do you know he's
not gonna do it again?

- We need to trust him.

- I know, try calling him even earlier.

Start with a clean slate.

- Anybody home?

Sonia?

Oh, hey, there, chief.

(phone dials)

- Hello.

- Dylan.

- Yeah, who's this?

- Very funny, look I have
a huge favor to ask of you.

Wake up.

Who is it, Dylan?

Listen, mister, you're engaged.

How dare you.

- Look, this isn't funny, Anna.

(phone beeps)

I'm not drinking again.

- He hung up on me.

That whore is in bed with him.

- Hailey--
- I can't believe this.

- Hailey, it was you.

He was still in bed with you.

The poor guy probably
doesn't know what hit him.

- Well maybe we should
call him later, then.

(dramatic music)

(door creaks)

(footsteps echo)

(screaming)

- Step back there, now, fella.

Just step back, now calm down.

- It's not what you think.

- Sit down, good.

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Hi, this is Hailey.

You've reached my answer machine.

Please leave me a message if
you want me to call you back.

Remote access.

- Please dial--

- One eight seven one.

- Hailey, look, I need some help here.

I went to your mom's.

They arrested me, they
think I'm a murderer.

Found some old guy in your mom's kitchen.

This guy, he was bloody.

He was beaten.

Can you just help me, please?

Call my parents.

- Erase.

That's it.

I'm throwing it away.

- Wait.

We have to fix this.

- We're killing off the whole damn town.

- This all really got out of control

when we called Dylan.

- Well, maybe we messed
up the killer's plan

when that happened, and things escalated.

- What if it's Dylan?

(dramatic music)

I'm just trying to help.

I'm failing out of school 'cause of you

and a damn toy phone.

(dramatic music)

(door slams)

(phone rings)
(dramatic music)

- Hailey.

- Dylan.

- Hello, remember how I get
to make one call a week.

I just thought I'd use
it on you this time.

Can you do me a favor?

(phone beeps)
(dramatic music)

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- Sheriff's office.

- Carl.

- Hi, Hailey.

I'm really sorry about your mom.

- Thanks, Carl.

I need to speak to one of your prisoners.

He came in a couple of hours ago.

His name is Dylan Kelly.

- He asked only to talk with his lawyer.

- Come on, Carl.

We just got married.

Aren't you gonna let me
talk to my bridegroom

and tell him I love him.

- I guess if you do it really quick.

Hold on.

(clicking)

- Hello.

- Dylan, are you okay?

- Look, can you do me a
favor and call my parents?

I wasted my one call
leaving you a message.

- I'm sorry.

I can't believe I got you into this.

- This whole thing is like a bad dream.

They think that I kill your mother.

They think I killed this Lou guy.

- Sorry, times up.

- Times up, no, I've been talking

for like seven seconds.

- I love you.

I'm sorry.

- Hailey, I think the
sheriff's coming to see you.

- Why is that?

- They want you to come down here.

- Oh, okay, but can you tell me why?

- Sure, Hailey.

Your husband confessed.

- He did what?

- He said he killed Lou Tomlin.

- Why did he say that?

- He said that you told him to.

(dramatic music)

- I got to go.

(knocks)

- Hailey.

Hailey.

I know you're in there.

You can't hide from me, Hailey.

(knocks)

What do you want?

I'm not leaving until you talk to me.

I know you lied for your boyfriend.

He should have fried.

(knocks)

Hailey.

(dramatic music)

(crying)

- Hi.

(crying)

(phone beeps)

- The number you are trying to reach

is disconnected or is
no longer in service.

(phone beeps)

- The number you are trying to reach--

- Why can't he just kill me, too?

- This is the operator, may I help you?

- Yes, I just got through
trying to dial my parents,

my dad's number.

Why don't you just kill me too?

And it says it's disconnected.

- Let me see.

Oh, yes, that service has been
turned off by the customer.

That number is scheduled to be reassigned.

Can I help you with another number?

Miss?

Miss?

(dramatic music)

(crying)

(dramatic music)

(water running)

- What?

(gasping)
(water running)

(bell chimes)

(gasping)
(bell chimes)

(suspenseful music)

- Hello?

- Hello, Missy.

I have a call for you.

- For me?

- It's from the sheriff.

- Sheriff Stevens.

- Stevens?

Never heard of him, here you go.

- Who is this?

- Hailey, Hailey Simmons.

- Well, I don't know you.

Is your mom or dad home?

- No, I live alone.

- You mean to say that
you're not a teenager?

- Not anymore.

- Well, then you're old enough

to know how serious an
offense making prank calls is.

I've got five business owners

yelling at me because someone told them

to go here or there.

John Robbins, mix 10 trucks of cement

with no where to pour it.

Do you have any idea
what that'll cost him?

- I'm sorry.

- You're sorry.

You think that's gonna be enough?

Do you have money to pay for
the things that your ordered?

- No, sir.

- Well, then let this be a lesson here.

If you make any more phone calls,

we're gonna have to press charges.

You wanna go to jail like a criminal?

- No, sir.

- All right.

I don't ever wanna hear
about you causing trouble

with your telephone, is that clear?

- Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

(dramatic music)

- Hailey.
- Yes?

- I'm sorry about that.

I had to give him your number.

- I understand.

- He only yells like that to scare people.

He's really just a pushover.

Goodbye now.

(dial tone)

(knocks)

(suspenseful music)

(door creaks)

- Sorry.

- Me too.

- You'll never believe what just happened.

- That's what I was just about to say.

I'm not in school anymore.

- You failed?

- No, no, I'm not even registered.

I went to my room and
someone else was there

and all my stuff was gone.

- What did your roommate say?

- She acted like we'd never even met.

- What a bitch.

- No, Hailey, I think it might be true.

- Cathy, we have got to
do something and fast.

My neighbor's wife is at the front door

because she thinks Dylan
and I murdered Lou.

Dylan's in jail and my dad
disconnected his phone.

- Maybe not, maybe he's dead, too,

maybe Dylan killed your mom, your dad,

and your neighbor and
we're just helping him.

- No.

- Do you think Dylan's been set up?

If he didn't kill your mom
and your neighbor, who did?

- I think it was the sheriff.

He was on his way to bring me in,

just as soon as his deputy told me

that Dylan admitted to killing Lou.

- Dylan confessed?

- I think he did it
for his own protection.

Who should we call next?

- Nobody, every time we use
this thing, somebody dies.

- What about you?

- Me?

No, no way.

- You'd be perfect.

- I had a hard enough time
believing you in person.

How do you expect me to
believe you in the past?

- Okay, my dad.

- Wait, what if your dad calls the sheriff

and the sheriff is the killer.

- I'll tell him not to say anything.

- What if your mom picks up?

- I'll avoid her altogether.

(phone rings)

(mumbling)

- Hello?

(dial tone)
(phone ringing)

Wrong number or something.

- Honey, answer the phone.

- I did, there's nobody there.

(phone rings)

Must be my cell.

(groans)

- It can't be, it's charging downstairs.

(door creaks)

- Oh, shit.

Oh, honey would you please
stop stacking this crap

in this closet.

- What?

- Oh, nevermind, I'm
just talking to myself.

(phone rings)

(dramatic music)

Hello?

- Dad.

- Hailey?

Why are you calling me on--

- It's a long story.

Dad, I have something very
important to tell you.

- Baby, it's four o'clock in the morning.

- Mom's in danger.

- She is?

- Yes, later today before noon

and before you arrive home for lunch,

someone comes to visit.

Now, it's very important that you're there

to stop whatever's going to take place.

- I don't understand.

What's gonna take place?

- I can't really tell you
right now but it's bad.

Make sure you have your gun with you

and don't trust anyone, even the sheriff.

- What have you been smoking?

- Dad, look.

I'm calling you from the future,

on the phone that you're
holding right now.

I know it seems unbelievable.

- Wait, wait, wait, you're calling me

from this phone but in the future

to tell me that something
bad is gonna happen

later today but you can't tell me what?

- Yes.

(laughing)

- I gotta tell you, your
pranks are getting better

and ever, you had me going.

You know I can't concentrate
when I'm sleeping.

- Dad, I'm serious.

- No, I'm not mad at you,

but I am going back to bed.

Goodnight, honey.

(receiver slams)

(gasps)

(insects chirping)

Oh.

Your daughter's pulling pranks again.

- Our daughter?

In the closet?

(sighs)

- Maybe he came through and
we just don't know it yet.

(crying)

(clock ticks)

(phone dials)
(suspenseful music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

(static)

(suspenseful music)

(receiver clicks)

(suspenseful music)

- Where are you going?

- Anywhere.

I can't take it.

- But we have to finish this.

- How, Cathy?

Everyone I love is either dead

or in jail or God knows where,

and they all died by my hand.

I killed them.

- You had help.

- Oh, well, that's great.

You can just come with me.

- We can beat this.

- How, Cathy, please tell me?

- Remember, it's not the
phone that started this,

it's the killer.

Let's stop him or her.

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

- Cecilia, what did you
have to do with this?

- What are you talking about?

- You had to do with this.

- What are you talking about?

- You know, you always had a thing

for my dad, maybe you killed my mom

and Lou and blamed it on Dylan.

- I didn't do anything.

- How'd you pull it off?

How did you pull it off?

- I don't.

- I'll see you in the chair.

I just wanna know who killed my mom.

- Who are you calling?

(phone dials)

(phone rings)

- What?

- Put Cathy on.

- She's in the bathroom.

Call back.
- Hey.

- What?

- Get her on the phone, you spoiled brat.

You don't wanna mess with me.

- Hold on.

- Look, thanks.

Hello?

- Cathy.

I need you to listen to me

like you've never listened before.

(suspenseful music)

(muffled shouting)
(suspenseful music)

(clanging)

(suspenseful music)

- Mrs. Simmons.

- Cathy, you surprised me.

- I thought you might be in trouble.

- No.

- I thought I heard a commotion.

- I don't know what you heard,

but I just hung up with Hailey.

Do you need a ride back to campus?

- No.

I have a ride waiting with a bunch

of big football players I know.

- Okay.

Well, I hate to be short but
I need to get lunch ready.

- Sorry to just barge in.

See you later.

- Bye, Cathy.

(suspenseful music)

(door slams)

You need to leave before
somebody else stops by.

- Not until you tell me the truth.

- Larry, I'm sorry if I made you think

that we had something, but I love Russel

and I won't risk losing him.

- Don't talk to me about risk, huh?

- I never promised you anything,

now please leave.

- Oh, that's it?

I'm out of your life just like that.

- You never were in my life.

Stop.

(screaming)

No.

(slap)

- Bitch.

(screaming)
(dramatic music)

(thudding)

- Mrs. Simmons?

- Dylan.

Dylan.

(dramatic music)

Hurry up, I need to pee.

Cathy?

(knocks)

(suspenseful music)

Oh, my God.

(suspenseful music)

(phone dials)
(dramatic music)

- Hello?

Hello?

(dramatic music)

(tires squeal)
(dramatic music)

(sirens blare)

(phone rings)

(sirens blare)

(dogs bark)

(phone rings)

- Yeah?

(tires squeal)

(horn honks)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(crashing)

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

(sirens blare)

(crying)

(dramatic music)

- Hey, shit head.

(dramatic music)

(gasping)
(dramatic music)

- Dylan.

(insects chirping)

- Hello?

- Oh, my God.

You're okay.

- I just went to the bathroom.

- No, you didn't.

I just called you to
check on Mom in the past

and you vanished and I
thought you were dead

and then I called me
to check on you and mom

and I was waiting to see what happened

and then here you are.

Here you are.

I don't know what I would
do if I lost you, too.

- I love you, too.

If you're okay then that means...

(phone rings)
(dramatic music)

- Answer it.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hey, baby, can I come over?

- Oh, my God, Dylan?

(screaming)

Yes, no, I mean, you're not in jail.

Let me call you back.

I need to call someone really quick.

(cheerful music)

(phone rings)

- It's ringing.

(phone rings)

(dramatic music)

- Hello?

- Dad.

- Oh, hi, sweetie.

You're up kind of late.

- Sorry.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, how 'bout you?

- Oh, I'm fine.

Little tired.

Wayne drove most of the way back

from the hunting, from the fishing camp.

You know it's no hop, skip, and a jump.

- Dad?

- Yeah.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

Why don't you get some sleep?

- Okay.

- Okay, goodnight.

Hold on a second.

(sweeping music)

- Hi, honey.

(crying)

- Mom, are you still there?

- Of course, where else would I be?

- Don't you ever leave me, Mom.

- Of course not.

Why are you crying?

- Because I love you so much.

- Sweetie, it was a very
traumatic experience,

but it's been three months.

You need to put it behind you.

- Can we come over?

- Shouldn't you be in bed?

- I love you, Mrs. Simmons.

- Cathy, I love you, too.

- I love you, Mom.

- I love you, Hailey.

(crying)

- We'll be over in five minutes.

- What's gotten into those girls?

(laughing)
(screaming)

- We did it.
- Okay, we did it.

- Oh, my God.

(sweeping music)

(laughing, cheering)

(sweeping music)

(wedding music)

- You may now kiss the bride.

(applause, cheering)

(dramatic music)

- God.

Thank you.

- Congratulations, buddy.

- Thank you for coming.

- Oh, Scotty, I'm so happy for you.

- Congratulations, brat.

I'm proud of you.

- If you guys need
anything, you newlyweds,

just let me know.

- Hey, 'cause.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

- Hi.

- You are the most beautiful
bride I've ever seen.

- You have no idea how
much this day means to me.

- I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

(crying)

- Don't you ever, ever, ever leave me.

(crying)

I love you.

- I love you, too.

(upbeat music)

(applause)

- Okay.

Okay, shit.

I mean, I win.

(laughing)

(cheering)

♪ Love songs in my brain ♪

- Watch where you park her.

I've had her since she was brand new.

- Hailey or the car?

(engine revs)
(cheering)

♪ Love songs in my hair ♪

(cheering)

♪ Saying things we never said ♪

♪ Will I always want you ♪

♪ Will I always need you ♪

♪ Will I always ♪

♪ You hurt me so, my love ♪

♪ I'm like a wounded dove ♪

♪ My fate is incomplete ♪

♪ Bloody feathers on the street ♪

♪ Will I always want you ♪

♪ Will I always need you ♪

♪ Will I always ♪

♪ You're so delicious at the start ♪

♪ Lust compounded by the heart ♪

♪ And if I said something wrong ♪

♪ In this tiny little song ♪

♪ Will you make me sing again ♪

♪ 'Cause you know I'm not that strong ♪

♪ I don't know how I'd get along ♪

♪ If I had to live alone ♪

♪ Tell me I'm okay ♪

♪ Make me feel all right ♪

♪ My love, you hurt me so ♪

♪ These love songs have to go ♪

♪ And these voices in my head ♪

♪ Words better left unsaid ♪

♪ Will I always want you ♪

♪ Will I always need you ♪

♪ Will I always ♪

♪ Will I always want you ♪

♪ Will I always need you ♪

♪ Will I always ♪