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[rock music playing over radio]

[radio channel changes]

[radio host]We're talking about family tonight.

So, caller, what is your favorite memory of your parents?

[man]The look on their faces when I left home for good.

The fact is, home is too good of a word for it.

There was nothing worth remembering.

[radio host]Well, caller, the vast majority--

[jazz music playing]

[rock music playing]

[radio crackling]

[grunts]

[tires squealing]

What the hell was that?

Perfect.

[man yelling in distance]

[man] Help me!

Help me!

[man groaning in pain]

Help me!

[electric buzzing]

[man exclaiming in pain]

Nick!

Dad?

Help me.

-Please. -You're dead.

[theme music playing]

[Nick] And the moment I got there,

this one guy reached out with his glowing hand

and killed the other guy.

My God. What did you do?

There was nothing I could do.

They disappeared before I could move.

It was like they were never there.

What were you doing on San Dimas Road in the first place?

It's not even close to the main road.

I was just taking a shortcut,

I must have gone the wrong way or something.

Well, what do you think it was you saw?

I don't know but it sure as hell seemed real.

The house?

What did it look like?

It was old, turn of the century.

Big stone fountain in the front.

What about the two men?

The killer had his back to me.

And the other man,

sort of too dark to see.

It's been a long night. I am gonna turn in.

-Good night. -Good night.

Derek, Alex just told me what happened.

The accident with Nick.

Yeah. Well, I am not sure it was an accident.

It was something about his description of the house

in San Dimas Road, so I pulled a file.

It has to be the same house

where his father was killed 12 years ago.

Did you say anything to Nick about this?

Well, Nick was never told the details of his father's murder.

So I wanted to be sure myself.

He said he didn't recognize the man,

but I had my doubts.

You think the victim was Robert Boyle?

It's possible that what he saw was some kind of vision.

A replay of his father's murder.

What are we gonna do?

Well, Robert Boyle's murder has baffled The Legacy for 12 years.

I have to report the incident to London.

Reopen the case.

It was never closed.

-Derek. -Yeah?

Last night,

I didn't tell you everything that happened.

The man who was murdered,

he spoke to me.

He asked me for help.

It was my father.

The house you found,

it was the same house your father was murdered in.

Why didn't you say anything?

There were extremely unusual circumstances surrounding your father's death.

You remember the funeral?

[man] Order, arms!

Ready! Aim! Fire!

[gunshots]

[Derek] Closed casket.

They said he was hurt pretty bad.

There was no way we could prepare him for viewing.

What was in the casket

was a little more than an empty shell.

Whatever killed your father

had sucked the life from his body.

[Robert] Nick, help me!

Please!

That's why we need to investigate

what happened to you in that house.

I spent 12 years trying to forget Robert Boyle.

Solving his murder isn't high on my list of priorities.

I know this isn't easy for you, Nick,

but your father was one of us.

It's Legacy business.

He made my childhood a survival test.

Was that Legacy business?

I know your father was a deeply flawed man,

but he was also a very brave man.

I wish you could have known him that way.

Me, too.

[younger Nick] Daddy, please.

[Robert]It's not perfect. It's not good enough.

Listen, kid...

[voice echoing]

[younger Nick] I am so sorry.

My dad would take me outside, whack me on the side of my head...

Help me.

Help me!

[gasps] Dad?

[Robert screaming]

Dad?

[Robert] Nick.

What do you want from me?

Free me, son.

Free me!

[Nick grunts]

[Nick] My father's spirit came to me.

He said he wanted me to help set him free.

Free from what?

I don't know.

What?

You know, I just don't need this.

You know, I don't have one good memory of the guy.

Maybe, I just invented the whole thing.

No, you didn't invent the house. Come on, Nick.

You didn't invent the description of the body.

Look, if it's any comfort,

I don't think that what you've seen is in your mind.

Then, I would really like it if he would just leave

and go where dead people go.

[Derek] His life was taken suddenly and violently.

It's not uncommon for murdered souls to remain on this side.

[scoffs] Why is he talking to me now?

I mean, it's already been 12 years.

Maybe he's been there all along.

You just got close enough for him to feel you,

to draw you in.

[scoffs]

Next time, I stick to the main drag.

I think you should engage his spirit.

Find out what he needs.

You're asking me to help him find what he needs?

No.

He's asking you to talk to your father.

Major Boyle didn't talk.

He gave orders.

You know, when I was eight years old,

he took me hunting.

And I was so excited I couldn't stop talking.

I kept on asking him, "What are we gonna shoot?"

And you know what his answer was?

"Whatever hadn't learned to be quiet."

And you want me to talk to him?

[sighs] I don't know.

[Derek] A special consultant to London House?

[Alex] Yeah, his name is Brian Krenshaw.

And he just flew in from Rome this morning.

Brian, this is Derek.

Hi, I wasn't informed London was sending someone.

Oh, they didn't know.

As soon as I read your report, I hopped on the first flight I could find.

Brian is a forensics specialist,

so he's very well acquainted with the details of the Boyle case.

I should be.

My father worked with Robert on many occasions.

Oh, that's why you looked familiar.

You're Jason Krenshaw's son.

As a matter of fact, I am.

Not many people knew he had a son.

No, I am afraid he spoke about you very little.

[Alex] Well, why the secret?

Or is that a secret, too?

Hardly.

My father and mother never married.

I really didn't see much of him until I was a teenager.

But I suppose, he's rather the reason I am here.

Jason Krenshaw was murdered.

Is that the reason you joined The Legacy?

We all do what we have to.

Yeah.

If Robert Boyle has somehow managed to make contact

with this side,

he may have information about his killer.

Yeah, obviously you want to speak to Nick.

He's not here right now, but he'll be back tomorrow morning.

Well, I am sure you wanna get settled in. Why don't I take you up to the guest room?

Until the morning then.

Hmm.

[dogs barking]

[Robert] Nick.

What do you want from me?

Help me.

That's a switch.

Robert Boyle needing his son.

When I died, something happened.

Something was taken from me.

And that's why I am still here.

Stuck in this place.

Strange, I always pictured you in hell.

You're angry, son, I know that.

How would you know?

How could you know?

You died before I had a chance to tell you how I felt.

You didn't have to.

I saw you at my funeral.

You saw me?

I don't know how, but I was there in the crowd.

I saw my own son watching his father being buried

and there were no tears.

I spent my life trying to be good enough to be Robert Boyle's son

and all I ever got from you was the back of your hand.

The day they put you in the ground I was finally free.

I wish that were true, son.

Help me.

Please.

Help me.

[exhales sharply]

Of course, technology is essential,

but you can't discount human instinct.

Nick, this is Brian Krenshaw, he just arrived yesterday.

Nick Boyle.

I am glad we could finally meet.

Sorry, I am just on my first cup of coffee today,

did I miss something here?

Brian's father was Jason Krenshaw.

Um, I think I heard my old man talking about Jason Krenshaw.

They were partners, right?

Yeah, and friends.

Brian is following up on the report I sent to London

about your father's sighting.

[scoffing] London must be having a slow day.

He's been dead for 12 years.

Yes, but in those 12 years,

there have been other reports very similar to yours.

A bright light, a desiccated, unrecognizable body.

Except for one other case,

these deaths have turned out to have other explanations

that's what make this sighting so important.

Did you communicate with your father?

Oh, yeah. It was a regular family reunion.

[Brian] Did he tell you how he died?

[Robert] Help me!

Nick, help me!

Nick!

Anything to indicate who the killer was?

No, he mostly spoke about us.

Look, my relationship with my father

was hardly filled with warm memories.

Look, Nick,

I know how hard this must be for you.

Your father was murdered, horribly.

And the killer was never found.

And you know what that feels like?

Yes.

I believe our fathers were murdered by the same man.

[Robert]It's not good. It's not good enough.

You listening to me, Nick?

Nick. Dammit! You're not 16. What are you behaving like that for?

You got to grow up, kid. You understan?.

You gotta go to high school. You gotta get a job.

It's not perfect. It's not good enough.

Nothing quite as moving as a military funeral.

I don't know if that's good or bad.

Both, I suppose.

Especially if it's your father that's being honored.

It was strange that day,

watching his funeral.

It almost felt like,

like he was there.

Yeah, he kinda had an invincible quality about him.

What?

Last night, he said he was there

in the funeral crowd.

He said that he could see me.

Even though he was dead, he could still see me.

But his ghost was trapped at the house.

When the killer put his hand on your father

you said some kind of light passed between them?

Yeah, it was like the life was sucked right out of my father

into the other guy.

Perhaps, it was.

Because the way Robert was killed,

it gave his soul some momentary connection to the killer.

So, my father saw what the killer saw?

Yes. Through the eyes of the man who killed him.

Then the killer had to be at the funeral.

And if he was,

he may be in the picture.

So far, everyone we've identified

are either family, military, or Legacy.

He had to be in the crowd there somewhere.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Why is that?

He was smart enough to kill both our fathers, Nick.

Why show up at the funeral?

Maybe there was something he was after.

Or maybe he was just arrogant,

smart people can get like that.

This just seems too easy.

I spent years trying to catch this guy.

I heard what my father said, Brian.

So far it's all we have to go on.

Nice arm.

[laughs] One, two with Boyle on the mound.

Strike three.

You know, you and Brian have to find a way to work together on this.

Yeah, we will.

I hope so.

You're under more pressure than you realize.

So is he.

I don't know about Brian, but I was raised under pressure.

I can handle it.

Good.

I found this in the archives.

It's a wider angle of the funeral.

All of the mourners are visible.

The focus is kinda off, but I'll see what I can do with it.

Well, let Alex get started on it.

I'd like you take another trip to the house.

Why?

If you can contact your father again,

he may have more information than he told you.

Yeah, he was never exactly the great communicator.

Hmm.

Okay.

Robert Boyle.

Dad?

It was not like I had an appointment.

[Robert] Nick.

You said something was taken from you when you died.

He's here. He's back.

And that's why you're stuck here.

You can't move on until your life force is returned.

Now, you're in danger.

We believe that the killer was at your burial

-and that the image that you saw-- -Nick, listen to me.

No, you listen to me.

Just once, why won't you listen to me?

Nick, you're in danger.

I can feel it, I am trying to make you understand.

Make me understand, Dad.

Make me understand how Major Robert Boyle was a man of honor,

a paragon of virtue and integrity.

Because I spent a lifetime trying to understand.

You hate me.

Hating you for 15 years was enough.

Now, I just don't care.

I can't undo what I've done.

And I won't ask you for forgiveness.

But we do have this chance.

You thought I was hard on you.

I was.

I only wanted you to be strong,

to survive.

I was hard.

My own father was hard.

Tougher than I ever was.

Than I ever could be.

Survival, that's the only thing he ever taught me.

The only thing I ever excelled at.

I wasn't born a monster, Nick,

I was raised to be one.

Why didn't you tell me?

Save yourself, Nick.

No, wait.

Save yourself.

[man] Yes, but not yet.

Nick went there because I asked him.

The decision to go to the house

was totally irresponsible.

I am supposed to oversee this investigation.

As an observer, yes.

As Precept of this house,

the decision to contact Nick's father was mine to make.

That may be true.

But I've invested a great deal of my life

in this investigation, Derek.

And I don't want it compromised.

I will find the man responsible for killing Robert Boyle

and my father.

Good.

Then we all want the same thing.

[keyboard clacking]

You have something to show us?

Yeah, have a look.

[Brian] I can't see how this helps.

You really don't have anything more than you did before.

That's not true.

By using the official records of everyone who attended the funeral,

the computer can match the people

according to size and body configuration.

And by elimination...

[computer beeping]

They're all accounted for.

All except for one.

There.

Closer.

You think that's our man?

Well, everyone else is identified.

If the killer's there, it's got to be him.

See, the computer can enhance the resolution on the killer's face,

but it's gonna take a while.

Buy you a beer?

Why not?

Ever have a beer with your old man?

Yeah, a few times.

Why?

I don't know, it just seems like one of those rite of passage things,

you know, like fishing or playing catch.

You didn't?

No, I was 15 when he died.

We had other ways of bonding.

I guess I was lucky.

We didn't have much time together,

but I miss talking with him.

I wish I had the opportunity you have now, Nick.

To say things to him.

It's only an opportunity if you have something to say.

But you did. Weren't you at all curious?

Didn't you even wanna know what it's like to be where he is?

To be dead?

To be murdered?

I guess it slipped my mind.

I really don't understand you.

Well, there's no reason you should.

I don't understand myself half the time.

We're not so very different, Nick.

Our fathers were friends.

They both gave more to The Legacy than they did to us.

They were both murdered by the same man.

If I'd been in your place,

I would've wanted to know everything.

You weren't in my place.

[grunting]

Hey.

Hey.

The computer's almost finished a first pass on the photo,

I thought you might wanna have a look.

Have you ever thought about having kids?

Isn't this a little sudden?

No. You know what I mean.

Diapers, bottles, the whole thing?

Eventually,

if the time is right.

What about you?

I don't think so.

Come on.

I know you like kids. I've seen you with Kat.

Sure, I love Kat, but she's not mine.

What if you had a child of your own?

A son, say.

I don't know.

I do.

I think I know Nick Boyle pretty well.

He's smart, he cares about people,

and there's nothing I wouldn't trust him with.

You're not your father, Nick. You're not like him.

You turned out okay. You just have to trust yourself.

You sure about that?

All right, you're totally nuts.

But I think you'll make a great father.

Didn't you have a picture to show me?

Yeah.

[Nick] There's still no way to tell who it is.

Hang on, I am just getting started.

See, the computer can extrapolate,

take what it does see and predict the rest.

Kinda like making a composite?

Yeah, once we have one side of his face, we rebuild the other half.

I don't know what we'll have but we'll have something.

[Nick] How long will it take?

Good question. I've never tried this before.

I don't have much hope this will give us what we want.

Why shouldn't it?

We've always assumed that the killer was a man.

Brian thinks we may be looking for a woman.

I saw him.

The first time I went to the house I saw the killer.

Can you be absolutely certain it was a man?

Well, not absolutely.

Your father said there was no confrontation.

Maybe the killer was able to get close for a different reason.

What are you saying, Brian?

Be realistic, Nick.

If the killer was a woman,

well...

You know the type of man your father was.

Better than anyone. But he wasn't that type.

Nevertheless,

that is the direction we're going to pursue.

Derek, straighten this guy out before I do.

London has given Brian control over certain aspects of this case,

including the House.

So from now on,

all attempts to make contact with your father

will be made in my presence.

He won't show.

That remains to be seen.

So who won the game last night?

There wasn't a game last night.

Busted.

Well, unless you want to talk about the weather,

I guess that leaves your father.

I saw that one coming.

Did you ever try to talk to him?

I mean, tell him how you really felt.

I wanted to.

[Nick inhales deeply]

I wanted him to know what he was doing to me.

Why everything had to be so hard.

Why the hell I was never good enough.

I just wanted

to hear him say it that I was gonna be okay.

Just once.

But whenever I tried to tell him...

He shut you down.

Or I choked.

[Rachel sighs]

I wrote him a letter finally,

put everything I felt and everything I had to say into words.

Did he respond?

What difference does it make? He's dead.

You were 15 years old, Nick.

You just wanted him to accept you for who you were.

I wanted him to love me.

[knock on door]

It's open.

I thought we might talk.

We don't have anything to talk about.

You made your decision.

I didn't just make it for me, Nick.

I made it for us.

I went to the house, Nick.

I saw your father.

It's true.

He was wearing a dark jacket

and a military ring, here.

Why would he show himself to you?

Robert was killed while trying to solve my father's murder.

He knows I am connected to this thing, Nick.

He spoke to you?

He said, "Time was running out." He said, "Tonight."

He said something else, too.

He asked for you, Nick.

Did you mention this to Derek?

What for? So Derek can go charging over there?

And scare the killer off?

What are you saying?

I am saying that we can do this, Nick. You and me.

Stop him killing again.

And avenge our fathers after all these years.

What do you say?

I say it's your investigation.

No, it's ours.

You know you want him as much as I do.

How do you even know he's gonna be there?

Well, what else could your father's words mean?

"Time's running out. Tonight."

The killer's gonna show up, Nick.

And I am going to be there when he does.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe it.

[Rachel] This doesn't make any sense.

Brian Krenshaw is too young to have been at the funeral.

[Derek] That's not Brian.

That's Jason Krenshaw.

The father?

I thought he was murdered before Robert Boyle.

That's what we always assumed.

But the remains that were found were unrecognizable.

He was purely identified by his personal effects.

Can you pull up Jason's file photo?

[Alex] Okay, that's Jason Krenshaw about 12 years ago.

Now give me Brian's file photo.

[Rachel gasps] The resemblance is incredible.

Now, can you change Jason's hair to match Brian's?

Take away the mustache.

Let sideburns match the hair.

And make him 12 years younger, can you?

Yeah, I can make him more like Madonna if you like.

[Rachel] All right, there is no way that a child

can resemble his parent to that degree, it's impossible.

Unless Jason and Brian are the same person.

Yeah, but Jason would've aged. We are talking about 12 years.

Or maybe he found a way to stay young to regenerate his body.

Jason Krenshaw made a pact with the Dark Side.

That's how he maintains his youth,

by stealing the life force from his victims.

Jason Krenshaw murdered Robert Boyle.

And he didn't come here to solve that murder,

he came here to cover it up.

So, Nick is in danger. Where's Krenshaw now?

He left the island earlier today. Where are you going?

To find him.

Stay here, in case Nick calls.

I knew you'd come.

You've got a lot of your old man in you, Nick.

Take that as a compliment.

You seen anything?

Not your father, I am afraid.

But I did see the killer.

-Where is he? -Don't worry.

He's not going anywhere.

He's not at all like you'd imagined.

Not very big, or imposing.

But he does have one very distinguishing trait.

He's got a hand

that looks kind of like...

Well, kind of like this.

What the hell are you?

Brian Krenshaw, Jason Krenshaw,

take your pick. There's only one of us.

You invented Brian. There was no son.

That's the trouble with eternal youth, Nick.

Eventually, people start to notice.

You faked your death.

But not your father's.

[Jason growling]

He was your friend.

A good one.

But he was determined to catch my killer.

You son of a bitch, you knew he'd never give up.

It was either his life or eternal life.

I believe you call that a no-brainer.

I was never certain if he knew who killed him.

So you can imagine my concern

when he made contact with you.

[Nick grunts]

I am not such a bad guy, Nick.

I could've killed you that day at the house.

But I sensed your father in you.

The same force.

The same strength I admired in him.

Do I have to kill you, too?

It's going to be hard to kiss and make up after this.

Your father wouldn't compromise,

that's why I couldn't give him the choice.

The choice I am going to give you, Nick.

Join me.

You're insane.

You betrayed your friend and The Legacy.

My retirement plan left a lot to be desired.

Eternal life was far more attractive.

Don't make the same mistake your father did.

Join me and live.

Go to hell.

[gasping, grunting]

You're about to spend eternity

for the man you spent a lifetime hating.

[Derek] Jason Krenshaw,

we know who you are.

[Nick groaning in pain]

[grunts]

Every Legacy House in the world will hunt you down.

I can disappear again, Derek.

You, of all people, should know that.

[Derek groaning in pain]

[Jason grunting]

You should've taken the retirement package.

[Robert] Thank you, son.

[Robert]Dear son, you want answers.

Words have never come easily to me.

I'll be direct.

In my world,

survival and discipline are all that matter.

And I thought if I gave you these

that would be enough.

You think that I don't love you, that I'm not proud of you.

I've never been proud of myself,

but I have always been proud of you.

I've never been able to say it,

but I've felt it

and I hope that I can say it to you now.

I may not be the father you need,

or deserve,

but I can try.

I promise you, son,when I come home, we'll talk.

It's gonna be okay.

Love, your dad.

[theme music playing]