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[man] Captain!

Our prisoners!

[man 2] It's going down!

[convict] Get us all out of this rat hole!

We'll die in here!

[glass shattering]

I'm tellin' ya, man. You got it.

[rock music playing]

[people chattering and laughing]

More ice, Frank.

[sign buzzing]

[crackling]

Um, Frank?

This is too much ice.

[glasses rattling]

[Frank] What the hell is going on here?

[man] Earthquake, guys.

[people shouting indistinctly]

[woman screams]

[woman] What is going on?

Caroline.

[narrator] Since the beginning of time, mankind has existed between

the world of light and the world of darkness.

Our secret society has been here forever,

protecting others from the creatures

who inhabit the shadows and the night,

known only to the initiated by our true name,

The Legacy.

[nurse] Extreme hypothermia.

BP is 120/40. Pulse is 25 with drip.

[Dr. Cannon] Okay, let's move it.

On the count of three. One, two, three.

[Dr. Thomas] All right, we're losing him, guys.

[Dr. Cannon] Can I get the E3?

Let's get going.

What's his name?

No ID. John Doe.

Where was he? Some kind of costume party?

Bar. Walked in, passed out.

Let's get some of these blood gases going.

What the hell is going on here? This is frozen solid.

[nurse] It wasn't frozen a minute ago, Doctor.

-[orderly] All the saline's frozen. -[winces]

What the hell's going on?

[monitor beeping rapidly]

What was that?

[monitor beeping regularly]

[Philip] I've sent the Jesuit to the seminary in Rome.

They want me to teach there. I could study.

You could study here.

We have one of the biggest archives in the world.

That's not what this is about.

It may not be what you want to hear, Derek,

but in my heart, I feel like my soul's being chipped away...

piece by piece.

The Legacy's battle against evil has its price, Philip.

It always has.

Yes.

And you can't afford to have a weak link.

I know you have a lot to work through,

but I'm unwilling to accept this.

[man's voice echoing] Captain...

[man laughing sinisterly]

-Captain... -[man laughing louder]

Captain...

He came to for a while last night

and started raving incoherently.

He kept repeating a woman's name.

Um, "Caroline," I think it was.

His vital signs this morning?

-Stable. -Dr. Cannon,

Dr Corrigan's been brought in

to do a psychiatric evaluation on our John Doe.

I just explained to her about the trauma room last night.

Have you identified the toxiderm?

Tox screen was negative, but let me tell you something, Doctor.

There is something going on with this guy.

Here. Do you have a second?

Sure.

We found these in his pockets.

Wordsworth, first edition.

How could this book be in such remarkable condition?

And this.

A compass.

I'd like to meet your John Doe.

[Dr. Cannon] His body temperature was low enough

to kill most men.

What we'd like to do is run more tests to see if we--

Hi, I'm Dr. Corrigan.

Do you know where you are?

Aah!

Security, room 107! Now!

[sirens approaching]

He ran across the street.

[convict] Give us the key!

You'll kill us all down in this rat hole!

[sirens blaring]

[man] There he is!

[screaming]

I told you there was something going on with this guy.

[Derek] Initials "S.H."

It appears that something is disturbing this man.

We can help if you tell us

what he was doing when they found him.

Well, I don't think the hospital would mind

my sharing my findings with you.

What's on your mind, Rachel?

If there's something going on with this man that I don't know,

that's beyond my understanding.

[stammers] I wanna find out.

I wanna run with this one, Derek.

Alex, could you join us for a moment, please?

His, uh...

coat.

Can we get anything from it?

We should be able to determine when and where it was made.

Yes.

[Rachel] The ambulance picked him up somewhere around here.

This is the spot.

Excuse me.

We don't open till 6:00. Sorry.

Well, we're not here to drink.

What can you tell us about

what happened here the other night.

I don't know what you mean.

The disturbance. The guy they took out of here.

More damned reporters.

We're not reporters. We just want to ask you a few questions.

Look, it was a small problem with the air conditioner

and a minor earthquake.

That's all. No big deal, okay?

[glasses rattling]

-He's nearby. -Huh?

I need to know about that ship.

The name begins with "Gold." It's a schooner.

Come on, man. Find a museum.

-That's him! -Please, I implore you.

Wait!

[John Doe] You must help me.

[worker] Man, come on.

Look, buddy.

How many times do I have to tell ya,

I don't know anything about a schooner. Huh?

We've been looking for you.

Well, great. You found him.

He's all yours.

I'm Rachel Corrigan.

I've seen you before.

Yes, at the hospital. I came to your room.

I'm not going back to that place.

Here. Try this.

"My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky

So was it when my life began

So is it now I am a man"

I've heard those words before.

You had this book with you

when they brought you to the hospital.

This book.

This compass.

It must be really terrifying not to be able to remember.

But we know that inside you somewhere,

you have all the answers.

We're gonna help you find them.

At the hospital, they called me "John Doe."

It's a pleasure to meet you, John.

So I heard that Philip got a letter from his old seminary.

Is he thinking of bolting again?

Well, Philip is trying to decide how to serve his calling,

and studying with the Jesuits may be his best option.

Yeah, well I can't quite believe that he thinks

he can sort of waltz in and out of here

whenever he feels the need to do so.

Aren't you being a little tough on him?

Look, you make a commitment to something, you stick with it.

What about your commitment to the SEALs?

It seems to me that you turned your back on them.

That wasn't the way it was at all, Derek.

I worked my ass off. I paid my dues.

I just wasn't cut out to be a lifer.

So it's okay for you to quit something,

but it's not okay for Philip

to have second thoughts about The Legacy?

Hey, I didn't say that,

and it is completely different, and you know it.

What makes being a member of The Legacy so sacred?

What, is this some kind of a test?

Well, I know why I'm committed.

I saw my father killed by something unholy,

and his fight instantly became my cause, my burden.

What about you?

Are you here because you wanna follow

in your father's footsteps?

Look, you know that I am not here

because of any false attachment to this place

that my father had.

Why are you so afraid to open up?

Look, I'm here. All right?

And I would walk through fire for any one of you,

and frankly, I think that's enough.

All I wanna know is why.

Because I believe in what we're doing.

-Why? -Because it's right.

-Why? -Because we're fighting evil,

because we're making the world a better place,

because I haven't got anything else to do!

I mean, what do you want from me, Derek?

I think you're mad at Philip because if he leaves...

he'll break up our team.

A team that has become your family.

Yeah, yeah. Maybe you're right.

You know, maybe this is all due to the fact

that for the first time in my life,

I feel like I'm part of something special.

Maybe I've finally found my niche in life,

and I just don't want anyone else to rock the boat!

And maybe, yes, maybe, that is the right answer,

and you will get off my case!

There is no right or wrong answer.

Great.

Then maybe I can get back to work.

The nurses found sand in your shoes.

Does being here bring anything back to you?

Only that a storm is brewing.

I can almost feel it.

Otherwise, nothing.

Well...

it may take time, John.

Have you been here before?

I don't know.

If I was here, I don't know when or why.

If it is amnesia we're dealing with,

it can be really disorienting.

I don't understand what's happening to me.

That's what we're gonna find out.

[Nick] There are literally dozens of names of ships

that start with the word "Gold."

Gold Sea, Gold Runner, evenGold Witch.

And no missing persons report matches his description

or the initials S.H.

And this book that he's been carrying around,

it's definitely a first edition.

But if this book were properly stored?

-Would it look the way it does now? -Mmm.

Maybe, but I don't know not many books were hermetically sealed

in the 1870s.

I don't think they were big on that then.

So how soon before we get the results

of the carbon dating of the clothing sample?

It should be sometime tomorrow.

And there's no question about it, that the P wave potentials

are showing up everywhere this guy goes.

Well, stay with him until we find out

exactly what's going on.

[knock on door]

Does this meet with your approval?

Ah, yes. Much better fit.

Uh, please, offer my apology

to the gentleman I stole them from.

I'm sure he'll understand.

John...

I know some ways to trigger your memory.

It's really simple, and I think it can be key

to unlocking what's hidden in your subconscious.

What do you think? You wanna try?

Now...

I want you to watch your breath as it moves in

and out.

Like waves on the shore.

In...

and out.

It's very safe, John.

Let it go.

Just listen to the sound of my voice, John.

What do you see?

Mist.

Nothing but mist.

Let the fog lift, John.

[weather vane creaking]

[John] I see a bird.

And two hands holding a telescope.

That ship again.

The sailing ship.

There's a storm.

The ship's in trouble.

The crew is very frightened,

angry.

For the love of God, give us the key!

Angry shouts are directed toward me.

Let us out of here, or I'll slit your throat!

Captain, shall I unshackle the prisoners?

Let us out of here, if you know what's good for ya!

The key! Give us the key!

Captain!

No. They stay where they are.

I don't think they can survive.

They'll survive. We'll all survive!

[gasps]

You're all right. You're all right, John.

The ship.

Something happened to the ship.

But what?

I need to know.

You're gonna find out. It's gonna come back to you.

It's just gonna take some time.

Oh, Rachel.

Come in.

Would you like a drink?

Thank you.

[sighs]

Any clues?

Under hypnosis, he described his ship.

But the description of that ship...

was 19th-century.

Could it be that he's being plagued

by some kind of past-life regression?

Medical science does not recognize past-life regressions.

Paranoid delusional systems, schizophrenia,

post-traumatic stress disorders.

These are all possibilities.

But his connection to that ship...

is so strong.

I'm not sure.

[sighs]

[convict] Aye, Captain.

We've been watching you.

Watching you...

Aye, Captain. We've been watching you.

What do you want?

You know what we want, Hartford.

And we mean to get it.

-Watching. -Watching.

[both] Watching.

Watching.

[computer beeping]

The P wave potentials are getting stronger.

Yeah, there's no question about that.

But now we have a name. Hartford.

Well, there are several hits in the Bay Area

connected with the name Hartford.

We've got a lot to check.

Hopefully something will trigger his memory.

[weather vane creaking]

I know this house.

[woman] My husband and I restored the house

when we bought it about 15 years ago.

[Rachel] It's beautiful.

Is your husband a seafaring man?

Only in his dreams.

Some of the furniture and many of the things

came with the house.

Something was here.

I was dusting.

And... And I knocked over this lovely old telescope.

When did the telescope break?

Two nights ago.

Right before bedtime.

That's the same time John appeared.

Do you mind if we borrow this?

Of course not.

Thank you.

What's upstairs?

More bedrooms and the attic.

There are more family heirlooms up there.

Would you like to have a look?

That would be great.

Thanks.

I can't make the stairs today.

Turn left.

There's an old trunk under a blanket.

Take a look inside.

How can this feel so familiar

and still not give me the answer to who I am?

John?

Do you recognize her?

I can't say I do.

Rachel...

Oh, my God.

That's me, isn't it?

John [whispering] Caroline.

My wife...

my children...

dead.

I've outlived them all.

[Nick] In 1874, Sam Hartford's ship,

the Golden Princess, was leaving San Francisco

when it hit a storm and went down.

A handful of crewmen survived, but apparently,

our boy wasn't one of them.

[Philip] His wife never remarried.

She died in 1901.

Their two children are long dead.

He has no living relatives.

So if John Hartford were alive now, he'd be...

160 years old?

Well, that's consistent with the carbon dating from his clothing.

That means he's gotta be some kind of spectral entity.

This goes against everything I have ever learned

in the scientific world.

He's solid.

He's... He's got shape and substance.

I can feel him.

This is not a possession.

I mean, we've dealt with paranormal constructs before,

but they're not like this.

They're unstable. They're disassociated.

This is different.

He has mass.

He seems perfectly real.

His spiritual force is so strong,

it can manifest itself on a molecular level,

creating a fully-rendered human being.

So the money question is...

why is he back?

Well, something triggered it.

We need to find out what.

Well, the P wave potentials continue to increase.

At the last reading, our location was dead center.

This could even be more critical.

I thank you all for helping me to find out who I am.

What I am.

But I have so many questions, and I don't want to be a burden.

I need to know why I'm here.

Well, we all need to know why you're here, John.

And you're not a burden.

Let us help you.

Okay?

John, Rachel...

Come with me.

[Derek] Rachel?

It's a hologram.

[Nick] Nada.I mean, he's as normal as apple pie.

His body temperature's a bit below average, but that's it.

Anybody got a plan B?

Yeah.

There's something I'd like to try.

In your hand is a telescope.

Your telescope.

You've used it many times to help you chart your course.

Use this instrument of sight now, John...

to help bring your past into focus.

Caroline is in my arms.

I can feel her touch.

Smell the scent of her hair.

There's a sadness about her.

I don't want you to go!

I love you.

Here.

As long as you have this, you'll be able to see me.

Nothing on heaven or earth will stop me from returning.

We'll dance a waltz on this very spot.

I promise.

[boy and girl] Daddy, Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

[sighs]

You look after your mother.

You're the man of the house now.

Yes, Father.

Samuel! [echoing]

[Caroline] Samuel.

Caroline.

My beloved.

She didn't want me to go.

I gave her the telescope and promised I'd return.

And this all started when the telescope broke...

and a promise was broken.

I returned to fulfill my pledge.

Do I have to go back?

That's up to you, John.

How do we deal with a ghost that has red blood cells?

Has anything like this ever occurred before?

Several times, actually.

John Milton, who was a member of The Legacy,

recorded this entry in 1647.

He tells of a woman who was burned as a witch in Salem,

and her newborn baby, considered to be a child of Satan,

was left in the woods to die,

and she returned in the flesh to care for her infant daughter.

So her commitment to care for her baby

was a pledge based in love, just like John's.

[John] This is useless!

[thudding]

What good is this?

The poets, the thinkers. This is useless!

Absolutely useless!

All these volumes, their theories, their concepts...

Wait!

They don't mean a thing! What good are they?

Nothing but meaningless, empty words.

Kierkegaard, Sartre, Thomas Aquinas.

[scoffs]

So many have dreamed of living forever.

To be resurrected in a world

where everyone you know and love is dead, I must tell you...

it only seems like a curse.

I wish you could help me, but you can't.

The ache I feel inside is more than I can bear.

John...

That ache...

The emptiness that you're talking about?

I feel it every day.

My husband died a year ago.

I'm sorry.

I've upset you. Please...

It's okay.

It helps to talk about it.

I appreciate your company.

But I must be going by morning.

[convict] Captain...

Captain!

Captain!

Hard to starboard!

Hard to starboard!

Captain!

Wait, Captain!

It's no use! Save yourself!

The key!

To unshackle the prisoners!

Sir, there's no time!

The key, man!

It's too late, sir!

Hurry! Get us out of here!

You'll get us all killed!

Damn you!

Hurry! Get us out of here!

Hurry, man! We're drowning!

Let go, you fool!

Give me the key!

You'll kill us all.

-Let go! -I'll see you in hell, Captain.

[choking]

[breathing heavily]

Captain...

Captain...

Captain!

Captain, Captain, Captain!

Captain!

[laughing]

Captain!

You killed us, Hartford.

Our blood is on your hands.

Captain!

It won't work anymore, Captain.

You made this possible.

You stayed too long in this place!

John?

What is it?

The convicts on the ship. They were here.

They accused me of causing their deaths.

And now I'm responsible for bringing them back.

When Samuel Hartford returned,

his arrival must have opened a rift.

Making it possible for the ghosts could get through?

You mean the convicts?

Then they are the men who died aboard the ship with him, right?

Exactly.

Hartford's spirit and drive to stay in our world is

unlike anything I've ever known.

But, Derek, the convicts hold him responsible

for the ship going down.

This guy's in a no-win situation.

It's going to get worse.

If Hartford returned to his ship,

would that put an end to all this?

Probably.

But only if he does it of his own free will.

Forcing a decision on him is not going to work.

But he's returned for a single purpose.

to fulfill his pledge.

So, what we need to do is help him complete his journey, and...

I think I know how we can do that.

We may have run out of time, Rachel.

All I can do is try.

Caroline would love it when I would bring her fancy dresses

back from my voyages.

I saw this one in the attic.

[chuckles]

It was her favorite.

She's so beautiful.

What is it, John?

I cannot stay here.

You came here to fulfill a pledge.

Didn't you?

I promised Caroline I would waltz with her on the veranda.

Maybe you still can.

What if...

I were to stand in for Caroline?

You think she'd mind?

[waltz music playing]

Your husband liked to dance?

Very much.

I'll miss you, Rachel Corrigan.

I'm gonna miss you, too.

[convict] Samuel Hartford!

I must go.

No, please.

John, let the music finish.

For me.

My God, you're freezing.

Samuel Hartford!

Samuel Hartford!

I must go up there.

So how much time does John have before push comes to shove?

It's impossible to pinpoint, but if the rift becomes unstable,

it's gonna get ugly.

We should be there with them.

[rumbling]

What in God's name do you want from me?

[growls]

Ahh! Oh, my God!

Samuel Hartford!

You killed us all!

It was the storm, not me.

You breathe the good air,

yet we rot forever on that ship.

We want what you have. Life!

That cannot be.

Then blood will flow like a crimson tide!

She's a very beautiful woman, Captain.

You stay away from her!

[grunts]

[yelps]

It's happening.

Yes!

[laughing]

Come!

You can't run away from us, Captain.

[convict cackling]

Quick. To the beach.

I came from the sea.

And that's where I must return.

You have added to the memories that fill my spirit.

It's a gift that I will treasure for eternity.

I have nothing but the same memories to give to you.

Ah. Except one thing.

Our souls have sight of the immortal sea

Which brought us hither Can in a moment travel thither

And see the children sport upon the shore

And hear the mighty waters rolling...

Evermore.

Farewell, Rachel Corrigan.

Goodbye, Samuel Hartford.

You killed us once!

We'll not let you do it again, Hartford!

[convict] Stop it, Hartford.

[convict 2] Don't be a fool, man.

[convict 3] Don't do it, Hartford.

[all convicts] No! Don't do it!

Don't do it, man!

Come back! Don't do it, man!

Don't do this to us!

We want to live, man.

We want to live!

No!

You did the only thing you could, Rachel.

Then why does it hurt so much?

Because you took away Sam Hartford's pain,

and he's been carrying it for a long, long time.