Original subtitles

- Previously on Touch... - You're late. Come on.

Hi, Soleil's mom.

- This is my dad, Soleil's grandfather. - I'm Carl.

Don't do this, Frances.

Don't cut me out of your life.

Longtime librarian... Frances Norburg.

Two children. William and...

MARTIN: Calvin.

Calvin Norburg has my daughter.

She's doing well.

You're a very special girl, Amelia.

And you may not know it,

but you're going to help

a lot of people one day.

I have committed a mortal sin.

Murder.

You want peace, stop what you're doing.

I cannot stop until all the 36 are gone.

Because I'm one of them.

What do you mean she walked out on her own?

You were supposed to watch her every move.

Amelia! (tires screech)

(screams)

No!

Amelia!

Mandlebrot Incorporated just bought a loft downtown.

Do you think that's where Calvin's living?

TREVOR: It's a good bet.

(gasps)

(tires squealing)

(gasps)

(crickets chirping)

(catches his breath)

(gasps, panting)

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(sighs)

(sighs)

(knocks) Lucy?

Lucy, you still up?

Oh, no. No!

(touch tones sounding)

You've reached Lucy. Leave a message at the beep.

(beep) Lucy, it's Martin.

Please call me back, okay?

I'm worried.

Look, I just need to know

that you didn't go to the police, okay?

Please call me back.

(under his breath): Damn it.

Jake, come on, buddy, we got to get up.

I'm sorry, buddy, but we got to go.

The cops are going to be looking for us.

(door sliding shut)

(rustling)

(rustling continues)

What happened?

You...

(sighs)

What are you doing here?

You know what I'm doing here. Where is she?

(groaning)

(pained groaning)

(phone chimes)

(groaning)

You think it hurts now, you better start talking.

(moaning)

(panting) _

(loud panting)

(Man speaking Spanish) ...the devil told him,

if you are the son of God, tell this stone to change into bread.

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Hi there.

Not lost out here, are you?

No. No, sir.

Do you have a trail map?

If not, I have extras.

I do... in my bag.

Okay, forgive me for saying,

you don't look like a typical hiker.

I understand, sir,

but God sent me here for a reason,

and I plan to fulfill it.

Oh. Okay.

You know the peaks here can be tricky.

You need to be prepared.

Food, water, shelter, proper clothing...

I assure you, I'm prepared.

Do me a favor-- stick to the main trail.

There's no cell reception,

and I'm out here looking for one guy missing already.

All right, then.

Be careful.

Have a nice day.

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(staticky snippets of sound as radio dial changes stations)

(indistinct snippets of voices and music)

MARTIN: Jake?

Come on, buddy, I need you to grab your bag, okay?

(indistinct chatter and music)

Jake.

(sighs)

Come on.

Jake, turn that down!

(static)

Come on, buddy. We better go, okay?

Here's your backpack.

(static)

(panting)

(static)

Jake... please.

89.2.

Okay, buddy, I got it.

(turns radio off)

This is Soleil's.

What do you want me to do with it?

You want me to take it back to her?

Okay, fine, I'll take it back to her.

Jake. I get it. 89.2.

But it doesn't need to be that loud, okay?

Thank you.

JAKE: In the vacuum, radiowaves travel at the same speed as all forms

♪ electromagnetic radiation, that is, 299,792,458m/s.

But human beings do not live in the vacuum,

wherever we are, we're surrounded by stimulae.

Both positive and negative.

Look, it's just static.

When negative stimulaes perceived,

they travel from its source to its destination.

The central cortex, at a mere 100m/s.

But regardless of its relatively slow speed,

its unpleasant sensation registers as something we call

pain.

And as humans, we are conditioned to do anything

and everything to avoid it.

Water... I need water.

You are lucky I don't shove a hose down your throat and drown you.

(Yells) Where is she!?

Do you feel that?

Calvin, whatever pain you are feeling right now,

that's nothing compared to what you put me through for the last 3 years,

do you understand me?

Now, where is Amelia?

Where is she!?

- I know that you know. - Yes, I do.

I do.

Where?

Where?

♪, I would never hurt her,

♪ Amelia in years,

I need a doctor.

Okay... okay, where does it hurt?

My ribs, they're broken.

Here or here?

The right, * the right.

Okay...

(He yells) Where is my daughter!?!?

(Dog barking)

Hey, buddy, we need to *, okay?

This is too little early to be knocking on anyone's door.

Jake, Jake!

Good morning, guys.

- Good morning, Mr. Hersh. - Carl.

Carl... I'm sorry to bother you at this time,

but Jake found something that belongs to Soleil, and

obviously he felt he couldn't wait.

Jake! I'm sorry...

he's got a mind of his own.

Don't they all, come in.

- You want some coffee? - No. Thank you.

We won't be staying that long.

Jake, put that back, it doesn't belong to us.

That's okay, that's * pictures, * old days.

I'll check on Soleil and see if she's awake,

- you just make yourself comfortable. - Thank you very much.

♪ buddy.

This...

That's Calvin's mother.

Oh, my God.

Well, Soleil is still in bed.

Carl, I hope I'm not being too forward, but,

how do you know this woman?

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(coughing)

(panting weakly)

Tell me where she is.

I'll go get her, I promise.

(Lucy grunts, Calvin screams)

Not good enough! Calvin...

where is she?

(panting)

She's here in Los Angeles.

Where?

Where?

My brother.

I did it for my brother.

I don't care about your brother.

Where is my daughter?

My research.

Amelia-- mapping her brain is the key to everything.

I know that taking her was wrong,

but-but I'm so close,

and her gifts-- they could change the world.

You are not hearing me, Calvin.

(whimpering)

Calvin.

Calvin.

Calvin!

Stay with me.

Painkillers... in my bedroom.

You give me the painkillers, I'll give you your daughter.

(panting)

How do you know Frances, Martin?

I don't really know her.

I've met her a few times.

I was friends with her son Calvin

and I haven't seen him for quite some time either.

I didn't know she had a son.

Our relationship was mostly confined

to the Santa Monica Library.

I was a volunteer, she was the head librarian.

Sounds romantic, huh?

(chuckles)

You know, I was looking for Calvin.

Uh, w-where does she live?

I wish I knew.

For some reason she decided to move on.

Quit her job, sold her house, no forwarding address.

She gave me a number,

but she never calls me back.

I don't know what else to do.

I guess she doesn't want to talk to me. Wish I knew why.

It's her life, but I feel I deserve to know.

(staticky snippets of sound over radio)

MARTIN: Well, if I run into Calvin,

maybe I can help you find her.

Jake.

He's been trying to find

this radio station all morning.

I'm sorry, we'll get out of your way.

Jake, come on, Jake.

(alarm beeping) MAN (over radio): Ye know not

what shall be on the morrow.

It is even a vapor that appeareth for a little time

and then vanisheth away.

What is that?

Submit yourselves, therefore, to God.

- Are you okay, honey? - ...resist the devil,

- What is it? - ...and he will flee from you.

Draw nigh to God and he will draw nigh to you.

They're coming.

- Who's coming? - Humble yourselves

in the sight of the Lord,

and he shall lift you up.

(grunting)

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(bird screeching)

(man coughing)

Here.

(grunts)

(closes canteen)

Are you alone?

(sighs)

Can you move?

No.

Please... kill me.

What was that?

- Kill me. - Hey...

(grunts)

Hey.

What happened yesterday?

We almost got Amelia back.

Lucy was 150 feet away from her daughter.

Then a car pulled up, guy got out,

grabbed her, and took off.

Needless to say, Lucy's devastated.

I don't even know where she is right now,

but I think I can find Calvin.

I got his mother's license plate number-- I want to run

a check on it, see if we can pull an address.

What happened to the address I gave Lucy last night?

What are you talking about-- what address?

An apartment registered to a shell corporation

connected to Calvin--

2305 Fifth Street.

You really think

- this is his? - It looks like it.

Look, uh, can I leave

Jake here for a couple hours? This could be dangerous.

Of course-- are you going to tell me what's going on?

Later-- right now I got to find Lucy.

(grunts)

(panting)

There they are.

Don't move.

(panting)

I could have left right now...

walked out the front door.

Could have called the cops,

had you arrested for kidnapping,

but I didn't.

Now, you can see your daughter today.

But I need you to do something for me, too.

What are you doing?

You from around here?

No.

Are you?

Come here once a year with my family.

Not this trail, though, it's too dangerous.

You shouldn't be here.

What is it you do?

I'm a priest.

It's been a while

since I've been in to church.

You're a doctor?

I was.

What are you now?

I don't know.

I made a mistake.

I came out here to clear my head.

Why are you here, Father?

For the same reason you are.

Exactly the same.

Please, Father.

Just put me out of my misery.

Confess your sin, and I will help you with your pain.

I'm a pediatric neurosurgeon.

Three months ago

a seven-year-old boy died...

while I was repairing something called

an arteriovenous malformation...

and I was drinking the night before.

No alcohol is permitted

24 hours before performing surgery.

It's my fault that boy is dead.

That's why you're here-- penance.

You're making no effort to save yourself.

Allowing God to punish you for your misdeeds?

And he did.

This is what I deserve.

I needed to be stopped.

You hungry, sweetheart?

No.

Amelia, I just think you should eat something.

I made you a sandwich.

You're a liar.

Excuse me?

- Liar, liar, liar! - Amelia...

You've been lying to me every day, every minute.

You stop this, young lady, right now.

You said my mom gave me up, but she didn't. I saw her!

That's enough.

You're hungry, you need to eat.

Where is she?!

Okay, okay, okay.

That was her on the pier, wasn't it?

Yes, it was.

Take me to her!

It's just not that simple, Amelia.

There's danger out there.

There are people who want to do harm to you.

You poor thing, caught up in this mess

and all because of your gift.

Stop pretending like you care about me!

I know it's hard to understand,

but I do. We all care about you.

No, you don't! My mom does.

You're a liar and a criminal

and a horrible person!

I am doing this to help my son.

Well, I want my mom! I'm leaving.

- No. (screams): - Let me go!

- Let me go! - No.

- Please... - Let me go!

(knocking)

(pants)

Sit down.

Sit.

Now...

I need you to listen to me.

(pants)

(grunts)

Okay, I'm listening.

(grunting)

The first thing

you need to know is that

Martin Bohm is a liar.

He lies about everything.

Even his name.

You can't trust anything

he says.

I-I can't hear that right now.

Just, just... I-I just want Amelia back.

And I want you to have her back.

I do.

But I need you to understand

what it is that I'm doing.

My work is very important,

and Amelia is at the heart of it.

Mapping the connections

within her brain mathematically...

it can help millions of people.

Millions.

She is just a child, Calvin.

There are miracles

inside your daughter's brain, Lucy.

Miracles.

All I'm trying to do

is provide a window so that we can see them.

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(softly): Lucy.

(grunts)

(grunts)

There she is.

This was taken two days ago.

(grunts softly)

My mom's been taking care of her.

She's so big.

She's doing really well.

She's talking again.

Now,

if you want to see her again,

you're gonna have to do

everything that I tell you to do.

(banging)

MARTIN: Open the door!

Calvin, open the door!

- No. - What are you gonna do, kill me?

- Yes. - Okay, go ahead.

You'll never see your daughter again.

(grunts) (banging)

Calvin, I know that's Lucy's car out front!

Now open the door!

It's up to you.

(banging)

Open the door!

(quietly): What do you want from me?

I bring you Amelia...

you bring me Jake Bohm.

(banging)

Calvin, open the door!

That's your good deed for the day?

I guess it is.

It's pretty hot out here for a fire.

You're cold.

That's the least I can do.

Rest...

and I will decide the next step.

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(distorted whispers)

I don't see him.

I'm gonna go get Amelia

and bring her to the Valley reservoir.

I'm coming with you.

No, you're not coming with me.

So, what, I just bring Jake there?

Yes, by 2:00.

Off the access road at Woodley.

You promise?

Just be there.

(loud bang)

(banging continues)

(grunting)

(grunts, pants)

(softly): Eight, nine, two.

(clunk, whirr)

Oh, no, Lucy.

(engine roars)

(tires squeal)

Son of a...

(tires squeal)

(crank whines)

What are you doing?

You should have told me that you had a way

to power your phone.

Don't you dare call for help.

Did you know that on God's planet Earth,

there are a finite number of people

who are equipped to interfere with fate?

Fortunately for you, I'm one of them.

Well, then, do what you promised!

I'm quite capable of taking a life.

But I've chosen a different direction.

You promised me...

you would let me die here.

It's what I deserve.

God wants me to die.

Who are you to speak for God?

(shouts): I killed a child!

I have a son.

How can I...

(panting)

Just...

leave me here.

All right?

Just leave me alone.

(pants)

(engine shuts off)

Hello?

Is anybody here?

(clears throat)

Martin?

(touch tones sounding)

Come on, Trevor, answer the phone.

Did you figure out the problem?

I cleaned the SD card.

Should be good to go.

Back on right...

(phone beeps)

...now.

(video game tones playing) (phone rings)

Trevor Wilcox.

Uh, hey, Trevor, it's Lucy.

Oh, hey, Lucy. Looking for Martin?

Uh, no, no, no. That's okay.

Um, you need to get him on the phone.

We had an argument.

Oh, he's not here.

He was, but he rushed off to that address

I gave you last night. But Jake's here.

Uh, he is?

Yeah.

I'm looking straight at him.

Okay, um...

why don't I come take him off your hands?

I'll, uh... I'll be there

in a few minutes, okay?

Sounds good. See you then.

(video game tones playing)

You know what's going on here, don't you?

I know you know.

It's gonna be okay.

♪

(engine rumbling)

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LUCY (recording): You've reached Lucy.

Leave a message at the beep.

Damn it.

(touch tones sounding)

Uh, uh, Martin,

it's me.

Please meet me at the reservoir

north of the 101 freeway.

There's an access road

off of Woodley.

Uh, I have Jake with me.

I will explain later, but you need to come right now.

(phone chimes)

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Why the hell aren't you answering your phone?

IT problem. What did I miss?

The address you gave me was Calvin's apartment. Lucy's car

was parked right out in front. There were signs

of a struggle. I don't know what to do.

Martin, she came by

ten minutes ago to pick up Jake.

What?!

Oh, no.

Where is Jake?

Like I said...

You let her take my son? You let her take Jake

- without calling me?! - I'm sorry.

- Where's my phone? - Wait. It's Lucy.

Why would I have a reason not to trust her?

(whirring)

Doctor, I understand that a child died at your hands,

but do you understand what happens

to the child of a man who dies at his own?

A child of a suicide often decides

that his own life is not worth living.

What is your son's name?

Sam.

Do you wish that for Sam?

And how long ago did you say the boy died?

Three months?

It was 89 days ago.

89 days ago, one boy died due to your negligence.

But how many children have you saved?

How many children will die if you abandon your practice?

Your story has reminded me, there is acceptable loss.

I needed that reminder.

Now, it's time for me to get you out of here.

Oh, but there's... there's no way out.

There is always the way you came in.

(vehicle approaching)

Lucy, don't you move! So help me God, I'll kill you.

Jake, get in my car now!

Jake, get in the car!

Martin, things have changed.

- You took my son?! - Listen to me! Listen up!

You took my son!

If I hadn't met you that day on that pier,

you'd still be walking up and down the beach, lost,

wondering if your daughter was even alive.

This is how you pay me back?

This is your gratitude?

I called you! I left you a message!

Why don't you tell me what you're doing out here, Lucy.

I found Calvin. I got to him.

He's bringing Amelia here, right here, in a couple of minutes.

So you're gonna trade my son for your daughter?

No! I would never do that, never!

Why couldn't you just let this play out through Jake?

You had to do things your own way?

He played you!

Look, listen to me. What do you mean by that?

You bought him the time to get away...

with your daughter.

No. Listen to me. I-I saw her.

She was this close.

She looked me in the eyes,

and she knew who I was after three years!

And then, it was like she was ripped from my arms again,

so what would you do?!

What was I supposed to do?! Tell me!

Anything.

Anything but this.

(car engine starting)

(tires squealing)

(engine revving)

Mom?

Amelia?

(sighs)

(panting)

Lucy, it's been 40 minutes.

He's not coming.

He's coming. I know he is.

He's not.

I'm sorry, Lucy. It's over.

Just give it 15 more minutes.

He could be on his way right...

Lucy, he could be halfway out of the country by now.

(snippets of music and voices as radio dial turns)

MAN (over radio): At that moment, heaven was opened,

and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove

and alighting on him.

And a voice from heaven said,

"This is my Son, whom I love."

- Lucy? - "With Him I am well pleased."

Lucy, Jake's been trying to get this radio station all day.

It was static... Just get in the car. Please, get in the car!

After fasting 40 days and 40 nights,

he was hungry, and the tempter came to him and said...

Jake's been trying to find this radio signal all day.

I think somehow, if the signal's

- getting stronger, we're getting closer. - To what?

Hopefully, your daughter.

"...but on every word that comes from the mouth of God."

Then the devil took...

Look over there. A radio tower.

"If you are the Son of God,"

he said, "Throw yourself down.

For it's written, "He will command his angels..."

(indistinct radio transmission, crowd chatter)

I'm sorry, ma'am. No sign of your husband.

The next hour or so, we're gonna have to call it a day.

(indistinct radio transmission)

(panting)

Sam, it's him!

Daddy?!

Daddy!

JAKE: The power of a radio signal depends

on the magnitude of its electrical field

in relation to the position of the observer.

Mathematically,

this power is expressed in millivolts per meter.

But more often,

the connection is simply described

as strong or weak.

For an observer in motion, the connection

is always subject to change. (man continues speaking over radio)

LUCY: Signal's getting stronger.

JAKE: If the distance becomes too great,

the connection will cease entirely.

MAN (over radio): "All this I will give to you," he said,

MAN (over radio): " if you will bow down and worship me."

Oh, my God.

What?

There's Frances Norburg's car.

That's her license plate.

Worship the Lord your God and serve him only...

So the devil left him,

and the angels came and attended him.

Jake, you stay in the car.

Okay? Let's go.

(Lucy gasps)

Oh, my God.

(sniffling)

Amelia?!

Ameli... Amelia?!

Amelia?

What are you doing here?

They killed her.

How could they do this?

Where is Amelia?

(gasps)

Amel... Amelia?!

Amelia's gone. She was here. I know she was.

- Calvin, where is she? - Where is she?!

- She's gone. - Calvin, put that gun down.

You promised!

Put the gun down now!

Get on your knees. Now! Get on you knees!

Where is she? Where is she?

You promised! Where is she?!

She's gone.

(panting)

And my mom is dead.

(sniffles)

(Calvin pants)

(panting)

(grunts)

(panting)

Do not try to follow me.

Or I swear to God, I will kill you.

I'll kill you both.

MAN (over radio): Recall the lesson passed on to the elders.

"Be self-controlled and alert.

Your enemy

the devil prowls around like a roaring lion

looking for someone to devour.

Resist him, standing firm in the faith,

because you know

that your brothers throughout the world

are undergoing the same kind of suffering."

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