All language subtitles for poltergeist_the_legacy_s02e15_silent_partner

The dance thing doesn't play out. I'm
sure we can fleece these guys at poker.

Well, I don't think that's what Margaret
had in mind when she invited us over.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

I'm Margaret Davis, and this is my
sister Laura.

We are here tonight.

To make contact with those loved ones
that have passed over.

Please, join hands.

Don't break the circle under any
circumstances.

My sister is trying to contact her
spirit guide.

What is it, Laura? What's wrong?

Well, we certainly haven't met.

I'm Elizabeth.

What happened to Laura?

She's gone away for a while.

What's your name?

Nick Boyle.

Loosen up, Nick. Your hand's colder than
mine.

Then why did you come?

And why now?

Maybe I'm here for you.

Or for you.

Or for you.

Or for you, Nick.

Or maybe I've come for someone else.

See you later.

Are you feeling better?

Better.

This was the third time Laura's passed
out during a seance since we moved here.

Each one's been worse. But this is the
first time the entity has identified

herself by name.

Elizabeth.

Laura almost never passes out during
contact.

The few times it's happened, it's been
from sheer exhaustion after a long

session. That's why we called you.

Do you remember anything about the
seance?

No, I never remember.

When did you learn to sign?

When I heard you were coming back.

I thought I'd give it a try. Pretty

bad. Still a little raw.

That was good.

Except at the end.

You said you were still a little cow.

So why did the two of you decide to move
back to San Francisco?

Well, after Father died, there was no
reason for us to stay in New York, so we

thought we'd come back to the Bay Area.

And while we were looking for a place,
Laura fell in love with this house.

She knew we had to live here.

I think what I felt was...

Elizabeth needs to be reconnected to
this house.

She's in a lot of pain.

Well, I would strongly suggest not
conducting any more seances for the time

being until we know more about this
Elizabeth.

Laura, would you do this for me?

Yes, of course.

How is it that you know the Davis
family?

Matthew Davis was a member of the New
York House for years.

He worked both with my father and Nick's
before he died.

I've seen cases where the death of the
surviving parent can be so traumatic

it triggers a repressed part of the
personality, and that could be the

explanation for Laura's aggressiveness.

Do you think that Laura's not channeling
anybody that she's causing these

disturbances herself?

No. That wouldn't explain the vision I
had at all.

There's clearly a disturbed force
invading Laura's body.

Run a history of that house.

Search for any first names like
Elizabeth or Liz.

Anything close.

And Nick, take the lead on this one. Try
to find out as much as you can from

Laura about her previous contact with
this entity.

She needs all her help for now.

It's a beautiful place.

Are you sure you don't want to hear
this?

No, thank you.

It's nice to see you again.

Oh, you too?

So have you had any more visitations
since the other night?

No?

When was it that you started channeling?
You were around five or something,

right?

Right after I lost my hearing, the gift
came to me.

At first it was...

Kind of scary, but then it was almost a
relief.

A new place to go and not feel so alone.

Do you remember our first dance?

We were nine, and you wanted to contact
Babe Ruth to help with your

hitting. Well, I was in a bit of a
slump, and the team needed me, right?

Tell me what you've been up to.

I see you've followed in your...

Father's footsteps.

I guess.

I joined the club. I don't like to call
up my father's footsteps, even if it is

true.

I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.

It's not you.

I haven't been out with anyone in a long
time.

I haven't either.

I guess this isn't that much of a date
as...

Business. A case.

I don't take everybody that I do
business with for dinner. This is a

occasion, right?

Special for me too, Nick.

Elizabeth?

I feel good, Nick.

You want me, don't you?

Laura?

You know what just happened?

No.

Are you okay?

Nick.

I'm allergic to seafood.

Now, Pier 22 is a nice spot.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to eat
anything with what happened to Laura.

So she ate a shrimp after you heard
Elizabeth's voice?

Yeah. Then it was Elizabeth who did
that.

What, you think she's trying to kill
her?

Doesn't really make sense, does it?

She needs Laura to manifest herself.

Evening.

What's the matter, boy?

It's all right.

Who is that?

It's all right.

Who's there?

It's me.

Lizzie. Lizzie?

I don't know what... What?

Liz?

How can that be?

Ah.

So you do remember.

I'm touched.

See you later, alligator.

Elizabeth Caldwell, vivacious young wife
of Benjamin Caldwell, prominent banker,

committed suicide by hanging herself in
the parlor of that house on May 23,

1946.

No note was found, and the cause of her
distress was unknown.

Married only two years, the up -from
-the -streets former chorus girl and

entertainer was a figure of legendary
beauty.

The death caused quite a scandal.

Unbelievable.

She and Laura look almost identical.

was dead when they found him on the
pier.

His neck was broken.

Oh, dear God.

A couple on the dock heard his dog bark,
saw somebody run off.

Murdered walking that damn dog.

I don't know how many times I told them
it was dangerous.

Did they catch the man who did it?

It might not have been a man.

What?

The couple told the police.

They heard Harry say a name.

What's wrong, Nick?

The police asked me if I or any of
Harry's friends, which comes down to you

me at this late stage of the game, know
anyone he might be acquainted with

named Lizzie.

Lizzie?

Harry said that name?

Don't worry yourself.

In any event, I said the name meant
nothing

to me.

The hell?

Ned.

Who's there?

a friend friend friend from the old days

where are you up here

The time I found you is this.

Samuel!

It's dangerous to play with guns,
Nettie.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Come on, Nettie. You know who I am.

And you know why I'm here.

So let's review what we know so far.

Initially, Elizabeth could only make
contact with Laura during a seance when

was most open and vulnerable.

But the other night at dinner, Elizabeth
just waltzed right in.

Well, now that the channel of contact
has been opened, it would be very

difficult for Laura to close it back
off.

There have been dozens of cases down
through history where spirits have

the bodies of innocents, and with each
successive possession, the host body

begins to... progressively weaken.

And we don't know how many times Laura
can successfully fight Elizabeth off

before... Well, I mean, if she's
possessed again, Laura might be lost to

forever.

Are you seeing Laura today?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll keep an eye on her.

All right. Well, in the meantime, we
have to find out as much as we can about

Elizabeth and the circumstances
surrounding her death.

So if you two would please go to the
police station and pull up the coroner's

inquest and...

Look at all the files of the case.

We have to find out why her soul is so
restless and what she's doing back here.

Thanks for lunch, Nick.

It was wonderful.

My pleasure, Hank's finest.

Maybe we should have had hamburgers the
other night.

The other night was memorable, to say
the least.

As Elizabeth...

Been back since then?

No. But I'm worried about her.

Why?

I know she's in trouble.

I can feel it.

She's in such great pain.

Something about her suicide.

Well, Alex and Rachel are looking into
the details of her death at the Marina

Police Station.

And if they can scare anything up, then
we'll be the first to know.

That's not enough.

Why hasn't she contacted me again?

I want to help her.

I don't think inviting her in is a good
idea.

She's dangerous.

She's not dangerous, Nick.

She feels sad.

You have to trust me.

Be strong. Don't let her back in.

I understand.

But when Elizabeth wants to go through
me, I can't stop her. I need

help.

That's why I'm here.

Sign this, Peter. No problem.

So, unlimited access to the archives,
huh?

You gals must have pull.

Yeah. Well, we gals have got friends in
high places.

Thank you.

Happy hunting, as you say.

And if you need me, scream.

Thank you.

What a great room. I know.

I wonder if Elizabeth spent much time
here.

You're not sensing her now, are you?

No. Good.

I don't feel her presence until she
makes direct contact.

What is she like, Nick? I know she's
troubled, but is she nice?

I suppose if she were a living...

breathing human being, I might have a
cup of coffee with

her.

Oh, so you like her.

Oh, let's just say that I like the body
that she comes in, but I don't know

whether I like what she's doing to you.

You know what I mean?

Elizabeth.

Funny we were just talking about you.

How flattering.

Why are you doing this?

I've got a little unfinished business to
attend to.

So why Laura?

Because she pulled me through the veil.

And she's young and pretty.

You think she's pretty, don't you, Nick?

I think you should leave her alone.

Been a long time since I've been with a
man.

You can imagine.

Okay, that's enough.

Look, you don't belong here, and Laura
doesn't deserve this.

This isn't about Laura, Nick. This is
about us.

Laura, push her out of your body.

Laura, you have to fight.

Fight, Laura.

Fight, Laura.

Fight.

Is Elizabeth here?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

It's okay.

You fought her spirit off.

What if she comes back?

Maybe I should bunk here tonight, just
in case.

I could sleep on the floor.

That would be great.

Perfect.

Oh, my God.

It's okay.

I won't let her hurt you.

What have we got so far?

Well, let's see.

Okay.

The night before she died, Elizabeth
Caldwell was last seen with her husband,

Benjamin, at this private, members -only
drag club.

Well, the next morning, Benjamin found
Elizabeth's body in the parlor, dead,

with a rope tied around her neck.

Well, let's have a look. The forensics
back then were pretty shoddy, but...

Okay, the police cut her down. Her neck
was definitely broken, but they can't

establish a time of death.

No, there's no evidence of foul play.

Well, the coroner's office listed it as
a suicide.

Now, according to the crime report, this
record was found on a phonograph when

they discovered Elizabeth's body.

What is it?

This love of ours.

Do you remember? It was written by Wally
Rose, White House Records, 1945.

No, no, I do. I can remember the words.
How does it go?

This love of ours.

Hold on. This love of ours.

Words that affected.

I wish we had a record player here.
Well, we don't have a record player, but

there's a coffee machine in the hallway.

Do you need one as bad as I do? Oh,
please.

Yeah? Two sugars? Oh, yes.

All righty.

Rachel? Rachel?

Oh, my God.

Oh, God. Are you okay?

I'm okay.

What happened?

The window just flew out, and then
somebody pushed me to the ground, and

they just... I didn't see anything.

No, no, I... I just saw a woman in a
black dress.

Oh, God.

I got it. I got it.

That's the woman I just saw.

So Elizabeth came to pay us a visit.

Yeah, and destroy the evidence.

I think we managed to save most of it.

The record.

It's gone.

Look, it doesn't matter.

She must have taken it.

We'll just salvage what we can.

Well, obviously, it was important to
her.

You're right.

Just get this out of here.

Package, sir.

Thank you.

I'm gonna hold on to the strange and
special love, love of our, love

of our, love of our, love of our, love
of our.

Good

morning.

What are you doing?

Watching you.

Sleep.

You must have had a nice dream.

You were smiling.

I have to get back to the house.

I'll check on you later.

Okay.

Are you convinced the fire in the
archive was started by Elizabeth?

Oh, definitely.

For some reason, she doesn't want us to
know what really happened.

Maybe she's afraid if we find out that
we'll try and stop her. So bring us up

date on what you have so far. Okay.

All the police documents and support
materials indicate suicide, but

about it just doesn't feel right.

However, the supporting cast of this 50
-year -old drama is making front -page

news again.

Okay, this photo was taken at the Drake
Hub the night before Elizabeth died.

Meet Harold Perkins.

He was found murdered two nights ago
while walking his dog. His neck was

Now, we know the man in the middle is
Elizabeth's husband, Benjamin.

Who's the man on the left?

Ned Gregson.

Gregson? Didn't I hear about him in the
news about the broken neck, right?

And he is the officer who sealed
Elizabeth's file.

I think we've got the old boys' club at
work here. Literally, I...

My guess is that these three had
something to do with Elizabeth's murder.

figure she's using Laura to give Zach
her revenge.

Is Benjamin Caldwell still alive?

As of this morning. I have his address.
He's still here in San Francisco.

We better get to Caldwell before
Elizabeth does.

Yeah. If Elizabeth's on the move again,
it may be too late to save Caldwell.

Or Laura.

Yes. Hi, baby.

Remember me?

Who is this?

Did you get my present?

Oh, come on.

Talk to me, baby. It's been so long.

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

Who is this?

What do you want?

You know who it is, Benji.

Meet me tonight at the club and see for
yourself.

I'm not meeting you anywhere.

Sure you will.

Because if you don't come to the club,
I'll come to you.

See you later, alligator.

Laura's not at home. Margaret has no
idea where she is.

Hello.

It's Alex and Rachel. We found
something.

All right, hold on.

You got both of us.

I found an old autopsy x -ray set to the
back of one of these reports.

Does it substantiate the coroner's
report?

Not exactly, no.

Wait, you mean Elizabeth didn't die of a
broken neck?

Her neck was broken, all right. It just
wasn't broken in a way that's consistent

with hanging. You see, hanging stretches
the vertebrae and then causes the neck

to snap.

In this case, it appears that the
vertebrae were crushed and then snapped.

So it looks like her neck was broken
before she supposedly committed suicide.

You think she was killed and set up by
her husband and the others?

Well, yeah, that would be my guess.

Look, have you had any luck finding
Caldwell?

He wasn't home, but the doorman heard
Caldwell tell a cab driver to take him

the Drake Club.

Well, if this went down the way we think
it did, I don't blame this poor soul

for not resting.

Unfortunately, she's leaving buddies in
her wake, including Laura, if we don't

get their fat.

So what are we supposed to do if we do
find her? Drive a snake through her

heart? No, of course not, but we have to
stop Elizabeth from killing Caldwell.

Laura is no longer in control.

No, no.

I mean, she's innocent.

None of this is her fault.

So we must save her as well.

Benji. Who

are you?

Benji. Have you forgotten already?

So here we are again, Benjamin.

Stop this.

We're just getting started.

They're playing our song.

You never were very sentimental.

Stop this.

Stop it.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Go!

Is everybody all right?

That was just Benji. He's not much of a
music lover.

Who are you?

Take it easy.

Put away the gun.

Killing another person is not going to
solve anything.

They're friends of mine.

We came to help you. Help me?

How? Get back!

Be nice, Benji.

They came to help.

Why don't you tell them what happened
the last time we were here?

Don't listen to her.

Nothing happened. Why don't you give it
up?

We know she was murdered that night.

No.

So who did it, Caldwell?

You? Maybe some of your friends from the
club?

Did you mean to kill her?

Or did things just get out of control?

It was an accident.

I loved her.

So what did happen?

A group of us went to the theater.

And then we decided to drop by the club
afterwards for a nightcap.

One drink led to another and... I had to
go outside to

get some fresh air.

He never could hold his liquor.

When I came back inside...

Elizabeth was upstairs with Perkins and
Gregson.

She was flirting with them. Flirting?

They were pawing at me, like they always
did when you weren't around.

They thought because they came from
money I was some kind of plaything.

Only this time they weren't playing.

I needed you to protect me, Benjamin.

But instead you attacked me.

I wasn't thinking straight.

I wasn't thinking at all.

I didn't understand the situation.

My anger got the best of me and I lost
control.

So you slapped her.

She fell back over the rail and hit the
floor.

You killed her. But it was an accident.

It was bad enough that you killed her.

Then you tried to cover it up.

Oh, I know it was wrong.

And I've paid for it every day of my
life for the past 50 years.

You haven't begun to pay.

Do you think I've had a moment of peace
since that night?

Not only did I lose the only person I
ever loved, but I've been consumed with

guilt hiding this terrible secret.

You killed me?

And now you expect me to feel sorry for
you? No.

I don't want your pity.

I want you to go back where you belong.

Elizabeth,

don't do it.

I've waited too long for this moment.

Wait. He isn't letting him live all the
revenge you need. No.

He deserves to die.

What about Laura?

She deserved to suffer because of what
happened to you.

I'm sorry for her, Nick.

But I have to do this.

You're doing the same thing to her that
Benjamin and the others did to you.

Elizabeth.

Your soul cannot take any more of this.

Elizabeth.

Please.

Let her live, Elizabeth.

Let them both live.

I still love you.

I never meant it to happen.

Please, please.

Elizabeth.

See you later, alligator.

Elizabeth's spirit is gone.

Now let's hope Laura's spirit can pull
through.

It will.

She's strong.

When you get to New York, write me.

That would be easier than using a
telephone.

Yeah.

Take care.

Maybe if we get some distance from all
this, we'll see how we really feel about

each other.

Yeah, I guess distance would be good.

I wasn't exactly myself, was I?

I suppose not the best circumstances to
start a... But it worked out for the

best.

Whatever doesn't kill you makes you
stronger.

That's what I hear.

And I am stronger, Nick.

Thank you.

True what they say about God giving and
God taking away.

Years ago, Laura lost her hearing, but
developed the ability to communicate in

different way.

Some people are blessed to be able to
hear the laughter of children and the

sound of waves crashing.

Others are blessed to be able to talk to
angels.