All language subtitles for The Listener - S01E07 [Iris]

- Thank you. Excuse us.
- Oh, no!

Look. Check it out.

Officer, we can take it from here.

Fire department's on the
way with a ladder and a net.

Orders are to keep an eye on him.

- Let's do this.
- All right.

- We'll get it.
- Yeah.

Okay, sir, take it easy now.

We just want to talk to you, okay?
We're here to help. It's gonna be okay.

You just stay away from me now or I'll...

I'll do something terrible.

Hey, guys? Maybe you should back off a bit.

It's okay.

Come on, guys. I'm
freezing my butt off up here.

Hey, Wally? Wally?

What the hell's this crap,
man? What are you doing?

You know how difficult it is these days to
get a roof over your head and a warm meal?

You think they're going for it, huh?

That I need hospitalization, I mean.

Oh, yeah, absolutely,
Wally. There's no question.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Okay, should I faint?
- Look where you are, Wally.

That's a good point. Yeah. Maybe
I should just babble a little bit.

Wally?
- Huh?

Why don't you come back from the ledge?

- Yeah.
- Come on. Good man.

- Okay.
- Come on.

- All right.
- All right.

We'll take it from here.
Thank you. Thank you.

It's okay.

Okay. Make way. Make way. Thank you.

- All right.
- We're all heroes today.

So, all the shelters full, Wally?

This time of year it's like trying to get a
room on Bourbon Street during the Mardi Gras.

You know, you look good.

- Yeah, next you'll be saying I smell good.
- No.

So you guys gonna be able to set me
up with a room for a couple of nights?

Yeah, yeah. We've
never failed you. Come on.

Uh-uh.

What is that? Three rides
in three months in your bus?

Hey, he just needs a hot
meal and a place to sleep.

I can admit him, no problem.
But if beds become scarce...

And please tell him to behave himself.

I will. I promise. He'll
keep his hands to himself.

- All right. Thanks, Liv.
- Go. Go save some broken people.

Hey, you remember when Wally hooked
up that enema bag to the EKG machine?

- Yeah, Oz, it wasn't that funny, man.
- Clear!

Yeah, that poor nurse.

- What do you got?
- York Hotel. Baby fell out a window.

You're kidding.

Will somebody help me!

- Ma'am, paramedics are on the way.
- Please help my baby!

Nobody touches her, it's too dangerous.

It's okay, it's okay.

Hey, young lady, get away from her!

Don't worry. I've got you.

Come back to us.

Come back to us. Come back.

Let me go!

You're okay. You're okay.

What the hell just happened?

You have no idea, man.

She's fine. She's a very lucky little girl.

I turned away for a moment, and I
didn't know the window was open.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

I don't think you need
to thank me on this one.

We'll just need to shoot a
couple of x-rays to be sure,

and then you can take her home.

Thank you.

Well, aside from a few bruises
and abrasions, she's fine.

Told you. Incredible.

When we got there, that kid
was unconscious, maybe worse.

This girl shows up and does this thing,
and suddenly the kid sits up and cries.

Oh, come on, Oz, every
paramedic knows that luck's involved.

One person trips over a
kerb and never gets up again,

and then someone falls 10 storeys

and the only thing that's
broken is the cell phone.

And besides, kids that
size, they can bounce.

I'm just saying it looked like the
girl brought the kid back to life.

You saw a teenager hold
her hands over a baby,

- that's hardly a parting of the Red Sea.
- No, but...

Did you see broken bones,
and then see her heal them?

- No.
- Did you ascertain any real internal injuries

- that she actually repaired? No.

So, how do you know she
actually healed anything?

Yeah. Yeah.

What exactly did you see?

Well, I agree with you
completely. Kids are quite resilient.

They do bounce.

How's Wally doing?

His abdomen is tender. I'm gonna
run some tests while he's here.

He assaulted a nurse. Over a pudding.

- Come on, guys. Tapioca?

He's got a thing with tapioca pudding.
He can't... I should've told you. I'm sorry.

Okay. I like Wally. I really do.
And I wanna cut him a break.

- But you guys got to reel him in.
- Yeah.

- All right.
- Okay. All right. I'll talk to him.

- No more tapioca assault.
- Give him my best.

What exactly did you see?

Hmm?

You have that look. That "I know
more than I'm letting on" look.

- Really? You can see that? Right now?
- Mmm-hmm.

- Yes.
- I've got that look?

Have a nice day, Toby.

You're really beautiful, you
know that, when you're frustrated.

- I'd like to change Mr
Carson's dosage. I'm serious.

- No injuries?
- None.

And when the girl had her hands
out, I saw energy coming out of them

into the baby's body.

You saw the energy or you
saw the girl imagining the energy?

Okay, I was reading her.

By the way, her first name
is Iris, last name Frost.

- You know her?
- Parents both dead.

- Uncle Gavin is her legal guardian.
- All right. You know all about her.

- I know the stories. I don't know the facts.
- So, she's... What?

You can read my thoughts.

And that tells me, the brain is
capable of extraordinary things.

Why not healing?

But every time I ask for an
interview, Uncle Gavin turns me down.

Ray, if I can read minds,

there's got to be other
people out there that can, too.

- That follows.
- So, I'm gonna go to the hotel and find out.

We got to talk.

Actually, I guess we don't have to.

- What was all that about?
- I...

- I told Charlie.
- About your gift?

- A detective? Why?
- Well, she was...

She called me on it.
What am I supposed to do?

You could lie. Babble. Anything.

Do you have any idea
how dangerous it would be

if that fell into the wrong hands?

If I'm gonna have this
thing, I'm gonna use it.

And with her knowing, I can.

I got to run.

I was there. I saw it. Twelve storeys.
Nobody could have survived that fall.

And the girl somehow revived the child?

- I heard the paramedics pronounce her dead.
- You actually heard them say that?

Hey. Hey, that's him! That's one
of the paramedics that was there.

Oh! No, no, no. No, you're
confusing me with someone else.

We all look the same in uniform.

Dr Frost. Can you tell us what
happened today with your niece?

Witnesses say they saw
Iris revive the Carson baby.

Well, I think I'll let the
events speak for themselves.

I understand that Iris has been
taking a break from faith healing?

She has. For the last six months.

Then is it fair to say that she's back now?

We're simply in town for the holidays.

So, front page news, huh?

My Uncle Gavin lives for that stuff.

I'd rather just stay at home and
play my video games, you know?

When I saw that little girl...

- How's she doing?
- She's fine. Yeah.

So, how did you do it?

- I get the feeling you wouldn't believe me.
- I think you should try me out.

I might be more open than you think.

I focus. I hear what God hears.
It's like I channel his divine energy.

It's not me. It's him. He
activates this power to self-heal.

- Told you.
- All right. Okay, so what does God hear?

Lots of people pleading
for help all at once.

You play God all day long. You tell me.

"Lots of people pleading
for help all at once."

Man, how did he...

Iris?

Uncle Gavin, this is one of the paramedics.

- He saw what happened.
- Hey, how you doing?

- Nice to meet you. If you'll excuse us.
- Yeah.

She's gonna die. She's gonna die.

She's gonna die.

So, if you're hungry, we can
get some room service, if you like.

- Yeah, that'd be great.
- Okay.

- Hey, Dr Frost?
- Yes.

Can I speak to you in private?

I think somebody wants to hurt Iris.

- Who?
- I don't know.

And this is based on what exactly?

I can't tell you how I
know, but it's very serious.

I would keep her close.

That's all I do, young man.
Now, if you'll excuse me.

You know, I've been thinking.
We save lives every day,

and there's no web sites devoted to us.

I don't have people following
me around, lining up to meet me.

There's no justice. Where's the justice?

Where's the beer? Get the... Thank you.

What is this?

Read that. Look at that.

"My husband was dying of pancreatic cancer.

"The doctors gave him a
month to live. Iris cured him."

"I thought it was over. I'd
never get the transplant in time.

"But then Iris put her hands on me."

"I've never been a religious
person, but Iris made me see the light.

"The inoperable tumour?
Gone after one session.

"I never thought it could happen
to me." You believe this crap?

Yeah. I saw something, that's all I know.

- You saw something?
- Yeah.

Could you be a little less specific?

I saw flowing light

coming out of her
hands, going into the child.

You know what? All I know is...
You know what? You will never know.

You really think that
this girl can heal people?

There are a lot of things I can't explain.

Yeah, me, too. My success
with women, for example.

It doesn't mean I think you
can un-break a baby's bones.

Check this out. Look at
that. See that woman there?

She's waiting to be
treated. I've seen her before.

- What? Like at the hospital?
- No.

Remember that vision
I was telling you about.

The guy was threatening
Iris' life. I saw her.

Yeah.

You know, Toby, whatever you're
smoking, next time if you bring some for me,

then we can both kind of
have a little fun trip together.

I got to jet. I promised
Wally I'd tuck him in.

- This was fun.
- Yeah.

Hey. Yeah. You got a minute?

This isn't about the attempted
shooting on Dundas Street, is it?

- No.
- Then make it real quick.

All right. Okay. Listen,
there's this faith healer

and someone wants to kill her.

Because?

- I read her mind.
- You're still on that?

- No, I proved it to you.
- Toby, I was drunk.

Yeah, you're not drunk now.
Let me prove it to you again.

Well, can you bend spoons? I
always thought that was really cool.

- Come on, that's fake.
- And healers aren't? What about Martians?

- They prefer to be called aliens.
- Oh! Right.

Look, okay, I'm sorry.
What exactly do you have?

All right. Okay. Listen,
there's this healer.

Her name's Iris. I'm pretty
sure someone wants to kill her.

- Who? Male? Female?
- Ah, I'm not sure.

So, this is like, what, a hunch to you?

- Come on, you're a cop. You love hunches.
- Yeah. Our own.

Look, Toby, I'm sorry,
but I've been up all night

and I've got a shooter on the loose.

You know what? I'm gonna
do some more digging,

but I'm gonna come back to you.

You do that.

So, Wally gets this poker game
going. Everybody on his floor.

I swear, he deals from
the bottom of the deck.

- How much you lose?
- Three hundred.

I was about to come
back. I had a full house.

All of a sudden, Morty in
8C has a cardiac episode.

- Yeah.
- I swear he was just bluffing to get out of it.

Hey, guys.

So, we ran an ultrasound on Wally.

Significant fluid retention
in his abdominal cavity.

Bilirubin levels are spiking.

- Liver?
- Yup.

We just played poker last night.
He was fine. He cleaned me out.

Yeah, well, he obviously got
dealt a different hand today.

The man sure does love his sponge bath.

Hey, what's not to love?
It's a sponge bath. Am I right?

Hey, fellows. What do you say?
- How you doing, Wally?

They...

- They think I got a bum liver.
- Liver, shmiver, you look good.

- You look clean.
- I look like crap.

No, no, no. You're still beautiful to us.

Anything we can get you?

Cigars would be nice. A
box of hand-rolled Cubans.

A big bottle of 18-year-old single malt.

And a trip to see the northern lights.

Northern lights? You?

Yeah, my son. He saw them once.
He said they're really something.

You got a son, Wally?

I had...

Had.

We'll get you that stuff. We'll
hook you right up, Wally, okay?

- Be good.
- Hey, you guys have been real nice to me.

I mean that.

You're talking like you're
going somewhere, Wally.

Nobody lives forever.

- You know what, Wally? Hmm?

You're a pretty good guy.

You've been good to us, man.

You hang in there. You stay positive.

These doctors are pretty
good. Come up with something.

We'll see you.

Think about the Scotch, Wally. All right.

Hey, there. How you doing,
Marisa? I'm Toby Logan.

- Hello, Mr Logan.
- All right, let me guess,

about every five minutes
someone's coming up to you

and asking the room number of Gavin Frost.

- Yes.
- But hotel rules,

- you can't give out the room number.
- That's right.

Not without a little financial incentive.

Marisa, you got to be a little more discreet
'cause earlier I saw someone slip you a 50.

That's a lie.

That guy in the wheelchair
ratted me out. Scumbag.

I heard you tell the guy in
the wheelchair it's room 204.

If I did, that's not where they're staying.

It's 1721, dummy.

You're good. You're really
good. You're like a wall.

- Why risk getting fired, huh?
- Exactly.

Exactly. Thank you, Marisa.

- Oh! Hey.
- Yeah.

I can imagine you're
expecting one of the...

- Believer.
- Yeah.

We call them Believers.
What are you doing here?

Well, um, I guess you could
call me a wannabe Believer.

- You wanna come in?
- Yeah. Sure.

It's nice.

- You in town for a while?
- We were supposed to go home today.

- You wanna go home, huh?
- Yeah, it's kind of where my life is.

What are you doing here?

Um...

Well...

I wanna know your secret.

Half the people want me to fix
everything that's wrong with them,

and then the other half
want to expose me as a fraud.

You are the first person to
actually ask what it is that I do.

What is it that you do?

Like you said, it's a secret.

All right, that's fair. Iris...

You recognise this woman?

Can you think of any reason why she

or someone she knows would wanna hurt you?

- Hey.
- It's okay.

He just wanted me to help with his mom.

- She's too sick to come here on her own.
- Hey.

Iris doesn't do private sessions.

And she doesn't let strangers into her
room, even if they are paramedics. So...

Yeah, no...

Sorry to bother you.

I told you, no visitors.

Yeah, and you told me this
was supposed to be a vacation.

Well, it will be. After the session.

- What session?
- People are waiting.

Now, just one session. Let's go.

She's gonna die. She's gonna die.

That's the man I was
talking about there, sir.

Okay.

Faith healer assaulted. Fire alarm
activated. Near riot in the lobby.

Yeah, it's like I told you.
You believe me now?

- No.
- You need me to explain again?

Can't wait.

Whatever you do, don't
say you're a mind-reader.

"Whatever you do, don't
say you're a mind-reader."

- Easy guess.
- Easy guess, okay.

So, let's pick a number
between one and a million.

Okay, maybe, maybe you are a mind-reader.

- What exactly did you maybe hear?
- You wanna? You gonna? No?

The guy was gonna
hurt Iris, the faith healer.

Who?
- Who? I don't know who he was.

He was heading straight for her,
so I pinned him. He had a gun.

Funny how no one else
mentioned anything about a gun.

Let me guess.

He didn't actually pull out a
gun, he just thought about it.

See? You're getting good at this.

Just 'cause someone thinks about something

doesn't mean that
they're going to actually...

Hey, Charlie, these are
intense, powerful thoughts.

The only thing on this guy's mind
were, "She's gonna die. She's gonna die."

And he's bolting right towards
her. What am I gonna do?

Tell me about the guy who
was thinking about the gun.

All right, he was a black guy,
I don't know, 5'10", earring.

Check the video surveillance.
I'm sure it's on there.

Clearly not a pro.

I guess not.

- So, we good?
- Yeah.

Yeah. If you find anything,
you gonna share it with me?

Sure, Logan. Whatever it is
you do, stay out of my head.

All right. This is good. It's like
we're working together. It's a team.

We're doing everything we can
for him, but he's not responding.

- No. No.
- He's had a very hard life.

- Yeah, in his own crazy way.
- MVA.

Four in critical being flown in
from Highway 7 in nine minutes.

Hey, Wally, you remember
a couple of winters ago?

In the middle of the night,
we picked you up skating.

That frozen sidewalk
out in front of City Hall.

- You didn't even have any skates on, man.
- I didn't have any shoes on.

I never should've tried that double axle.

No, you shouldn't have.
Hey, you're a survivor, Wally.

Uh-uh!

I didn't survive when Teddy died.

Teddy?

My son.

Can I ask what happened?

Five boys in a car. He was going too fast.

He was 17.

I'm sorry, Wally. Yeah.

You need some privacy, Wally?

Yeah, okay. All right. You be good.

Hey.

So, I checked out footage from
the hotel lobby, and guess what?

They need to practise their fire drills.

The guy you saw coming at Iris
with what you thought was a gun...

You ran his image through the criminal
database and you came up empty.

You can't read minds
over the phone, can you?

No.

Actually, he did have a gun.

See? Eventually, you believe
me. Try running Franny Petrie.

- Who's that?
- I'm hoping you can tell me.

Hello, Iris. What are you
doing here? How'd you find me?

- Phone book.
- All right. Right, so, you by yourself?

- I don't need a chaperone.
- Okay.

I was thinking more of a bodyguard.

The guy that came after
you, that was pretty scary.

Nope. But that woman in the
picture, Franny Petrie, I treated her.

- Yeah?
- Mmm-hmm.

I got a postcard from her.

She's in Kyoto, studying Japanese.

- Cured.
- All right.

So... All right. Well, then...

Why do you think that a guy who knows
a woman you cured wants to hurt you?

You said, "I wanna know your
secret. How you do what you do."

I wanna know your secret.

- You know what I mean.
- Mmm... No.

I ask you what God heard and you said,

"Lots of voices pleading
for help at the same time."

I've never told anybody that.

It's Theology 101, isn't it?

I see a room full of sick people,
and you see a guy with a gun,

- only he hasn't pulled out his gun yet.
- I was close. Very lucky.

Oh, crap, Uncle Gavin!

- Busted!
- Funny. Tricky.

- Very tricky.
- That's why you came.

You wanted to know if there
was another mind freak like you.

Cool.

Actually, you know what?
It's not cool. It's actually

very scary reading people's minds.

Why?

Well, you read someone's thoughts,
they wanna go to work and kill someone.

Okay. Is that a fantasy? Is this a reality?

- Are they really gonna do this?
- So, what do you do?

- I'm working on that.
- Can you shut it out?

You know, I used to be
able to. It's getting hard.

When did it first start?

Hmm...

Honestly, my past is quite foggy.

- Come on.
- I'm serious.

- I have a hard time remembering things.
- What's your first memory?

Run, Toby, run! They're coming!

You know, fun kid stuff.

Birthday parties, pin
the tail on the donkey,

stupid things.

If I could pick, I would rather be
a mind-reader than a faith healer.

I am really sick and tired of
people who are sick and tired.

Whoa! You're kidding me.

Do you know how many times
in a day that I hear sick people

and I wish that I could heal
them? I wish I could do what you do.

Is there anything that I can help you
with? Like, I can cure warts, jet lag,

- male pattern baldness.
- Actually,

there is something that
you can probably do.

Hey, Wall?

Wally?

Wally, this is Iris.

Iris, this is my friend Wally.

Wally, do you want my help?

I can help you. Can you feel it?

Excuse me? Hello?

Hope that helps, Wally. Be well.

Later.

You really think it's a good idea
to throw false hope into the mix?

What harm can it do? You said
yourself he's got a couple of days.

I'm talking about your faith healer.

Actually making her believe
that she can do anything.

You think she's gonna be lucky twice?

I can't believe you're falling for this.

Okay, Liv, have an open mind.

- I am keeping an open mind.
- I know.

Where were you?

- I was just out for a walk.
- Where did you go?

You know, if I'm in so much danger,
why don't we just go to the police?

- We both know why.
- Yeah, yeah.

'Cause the police will try to
stop me from spreading my gift,

but our work is too
important to let that happen.

Yes, it is.

I know you thought we were
going to have some time off.

But when you saved that baby and
everyone came asking for your help,

I couldn't let them down.

No. You couldn't.

Okay, yeah, we found three eyewitnesses.

I'll get statements from them
tonight. Okay, great. Thanks.

Okay, so I call Franny Petrie's doctor.

Two years ago she was diagnosed
with a rare form of blood cancer.

Very expensive to treat.

Nothing seemed to be working,
so Mark Petrie, her husband,

- the guy we saw in the lobby...
- Right, with the gun.

Exactly, decided to try an
alternative form of therapy.

- Now thanks to Iris...
- She's not cured, is she?

No.

Iris thinks she's still in Japan.

I don't know what Iris thinks,
but Iris and her uncle are frauds.

They fleece desperate people,
and now Franny Petrie's dying.

So, this is why Mark Petrie is after Iris?

Well, maybe it's something we can agree on.

Yeah, just a sec.

- Got a minute?
- Depends what this is about, Detective.

- You ever hear of a Mark Petrie?
- Should I?

He's the husband of Franny
Petrie. Iris saw her, treated her,

- whatever you call it.
- They're called sessions.

Franny Petrie, it seems as though
she reported a reduction in pain

and an improvement in her mental
outlook. That came off your web site, anyway.

- Oh, Franny. Of course. Come in.
- It's called a placebo effect.

Generally lasts between 12 and 24 hours,

just long enough for you
to take the money and run.

Whatever gifts we receive are
voluntary and barely cover our expenses.

They sold their house to have every
conventional and unconventional treatment.

- Which included you.
- Exactly. They came to me.

Franny Petrie's health still deteriorated.

Iris has a gift. It's not a science.
We don't offer any guarantees.

I guess Mark Petrie wanted what he paid
for. He didn't get it, so now he's after Iris.

I know, I don't get it either, but
from some preliminary test results,

- we're cautiously optimistic. Hey, Wally?

What? Are they gonna
kick me out of here already?

Nobody seems to be in too much of a hurry.

- Well, I am.
- Yeah? Where would you go?

Well, there's just...
There's one thing I missed.

I always wanted to see the sky on fire.

You know what the Cree
call the northern lights?

The Dance of the Spirits.

Hey, Oz. He's with his son.

Wally, you look really happy, man.

Wally?

Wally?

Hey, Oz. He's where he wants to be.

Oh, man.

- Hey, what the hell?
- Jesus.

What are you doing? I'm tired.

I'm sorry, Wally. You looked cold there.

- I'm gonna get some sleep,
okay? Yeah, okay. Sure.

Night-night.

Okay, night-night.

- "Where he wants to be"?
- Yeah. He's in a warm bed.

- The nurses are gonna take
care of him. Oh, that's good.

Iris?

Hey.

Dr Frost? Dr Frost? Hey! Dr Frost?

Dr Frost?

Hey, where's Iris? Where's
Iris? Where's your niece?

I didn't have enough
money for another session,

so there was no way he was going to let
me and my wife anywhere near you again.

But don't worry, I don't blame
you. I know you got a good heart.

You knew she was in
danger and you did nothing?

Our bags are packed. We
were on our way home today.

- Yeah, you mean you were running.
- Run from what?

Iris tries to give people hope.

When that hope is lost, there
really isn't any reason to stay.

Oh, yeah, how about Mark Petrie? Is
he one of those guys who lost hope?

- He's a very desperate man.
- Yeah.

- Where'd he take her?
- How would I know?

And Petrie's wife. Is she still alive?

Please. One more session.
She can make it. I know.

- I don't know. Maybe.
- Maybe.

You see, the problem with a
guy like Petrie, he's a true believer.

And when you refused a
request for a house call,

he had no choice but to
take it into his own hands.

She's too far gone.

- Hey. Hey, you see Iris leave?
- I haven't seen her all day.

- You didn't see her leave with an older guy?
- Not through these doors.

What is it?

- She's here.
- What?

- She's here.
- How do you know?

Hey, Marisa. How you doing? Hello.

Do you have a Mark Petrie registered here?

I'm sorry, you know I can't help you.

What? What are you...

What is this thing? All right.

Hi. I need Security at front desk.

- Front desk, please.
- I got it. Thanks. Let's go.

I found her, Franny. Iris.

Hey. She's gonna make you all better.

She wanted to come. Isn't that right, Iris?

Hi, Mrs Petrie.

- Can I help you?
- Of course, you can.

Come on.

I know you're tired.

Feel the warmth. Can you feel it?

I'm so tired.

Don't let go.

You'll be okay, Mark.

I love you.

And I love you, too, my darling,
but you have to let me go.

Oh, my God! Do something.

- Do something! Do something! Mark.

She can't fight any more.

You got to let her go. You got
to be with your wife right now.

Iris?

No, baby. Baby. Baby.

Baby? Baby?

Franny? Franny?

No!

I begged you. I knew she was gonna die.

Iris... Iris could have saved her.

Iris could have saved her.

I need medical help. I need medical help!

Hey. Dr Frost, give me your hands.

Got to apply pressure.

Come on. Iris? Iris? You're
gonna call my dispatch.

They're gonna guide you
through this. Okay? Stay with me.

Dr Frost? Breathe, relax,
relax. You're gonna be fine.

- Hey.
- Hey. So that's that?

- Yeah. How's Petrie doing?
- The guy's out of his mind with grief.

Before that, he was out
of his mind with worry.

- How's he doing?
- He'll live. He'll live.

Hope so. Way too many people out
there need to get their money back.

You know what? Maybe there were
some people out there she actually cured.

- Just need to have a little faith, right?
- Yeah, faith is

just another beautiful
word for staying positive.

Your gift, that brought results.

I heard him say, "She's going to
die." I thought he was talking about Iris.

He was talking about his wife.

That's some gift I have.

Hey.

My uncle's a crook, isn't he?
That makes me an accomplice.

No, no. You believed in what you
did. He didn't. No one blames you.

- I'm a phoney.
- No, you're not a phoney, all right?

No matter what your uncle
said, you're very special. All right?

Iris, think about it. When your
uncle said you had no powers,

his lips weren't moving.

You heard him.

And when you hear the
voices that God hears,

you're hearing the people around
you. You're reading their minds.

Iris, you're telepathic.

Listen to me.

Your name is Iris.

- Am I going insane?
- No, you're not.

- Your powers are growing. That's it.
- No. This is crazy.

Yeah. Yeah, it's insane. It's scary.
You're gonna feel trapped in your mind.

You're gonna feel there's no light at the
end of the tunnel, but you got to trust me.

You're not alone.