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ALLISON:
What do we make
of the peeping Tom?

The nocturnal voyeur

whose eyes are constantly
on the hunt

for shades not pulled,

the shutters not fully closed.

A coward cloaked in anonymity,

he tells himself that watching
is a victimless crime.

After all,
she'd be undressing anyway.

Until he sees something
he wasn't counting on.

Does he speak up,
give up his anonymity,

or keep silent,

pretend he didn't see?

(groans)

You okay?

Yeah... just a dream.

It was nothing.
It was stupid.

SCANLON:
Well, that's not fair, sneaking
out while I'm sleeping.

Where you going?

Home.

I need to spend a night
in my own bed.

I need to spend a morning
in my own bathroom.

Don't go anywhere.

I sleep better
when you're here.

Man up.

Learn to sleep alone.

All the big kids do it.

It's Kim Furlong.

Hmm, she wants me
to call her.

Kim?

Monday Tennis Kim?

It's 11:40.

You sure you don't want
to wait till tomorrow?

I don't know.

She and her husband
haven't been getting along.

She must need to talk.

(dialing)

(line ringing)

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

(gasps)

You all right?

Another dream?

Yeah.

This one
stupid, too?

I wish.

You want to tell me about it?

I don't know.
There were...

there were people we knew in it:
Scanlon and Lynn DiNovi.

Okay.

What happened to them?

Something bad?

No, they were in bed.

Excellent.
Tell me more.

Ugh, I felt like a peeping Tom.

I guess I should call.

What time is it?

Almost exactly 11:40.

It's Kim Furlong.

Hmm, she wants me
to call her.

Kim?

Monday Tennis Kim?

It's 11:40.

You sure you don't want
to wait till tomorrow?

I don't know.

She and her husband
haven't been getting along.

She must need to talk.

(phone ringing)

(groans)

(coughs)

Scanlon.

ALLISON (over phone):
Lee, don't ask me how,

but I know Lynn is there
with you right now

and I know she's trying
to reach a friend of hers.

Get the address from Lynn
and send an ambulance there now.

I'm not getting
any answer.

Uh, well, that's okay.

You can hang up now

'cause I got Allison Dubois
on the phone

and, apparently,
she's got all the answers.

I'm gonna hand you
to Lynn.

Uh, and Allison, do me a favor
and close your eyes.

I got to get out of bed now

and I'm not wearing
any clothes.

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Anybody given any thought
as to how we explain

that we knew to
send an ambulance?

I guess we'll just cross that
bridge when we come to it.

(man sobbing)

I don't know
what to tell you.

I mean...
we had a fight,

a stupid fight

over a business trip
I had to take,

and I went to sleep
in the guest room.

Next thing I know, there's
an ambulance at the door.

I-I guess she must have been
in some kind of distress

and called them.

It's a dream, right?

It's just a horrible dream.

Tomorrow I'll wake up
and she'll be fine

and then we'll make up

and it... it'll just
never have happened.

(sighs)

(sighs)

Thank you.

For, uh,
calling.

(sniffles)

Thank you, Allison.

I don't know...
I don't know what good it did.

I don't know
what difference it made.

I am so sorry, Lynn.

JOE:
Everybody have plates?

I don't want to get over
there with this hot pan

and find out there
are no plates.

Everybody has plates.

What about silverware?

Ariel's supposed
to do the silverware.

Yeah, but Ariel's not here yet
and the eggs are done.

Ariel!

Bridge, don't do that.

Mommy's still asleep.

She was out all night.

I'll get the silverware.

Dad...

Yeah?

Marie's creasing up
her face again.

What are you talking about?

Take a look.

Honey,

why are you doing that?

Doing what?

(chuckles)

What are you
smiling about, hmm?

Hmm?

No, don't tell me.
Let me guess.

You got a full
night's sleep.

You're not doing
too badly yourself.

It's a quarter to 1:00.

You're kidding.

Did everybody get
to school okay?

Uh-huh, everyone

and everything is just lovely.

And you know what else?

I got my first salary check.

Came in the mail today
from Dubois-Doyle Enterprises,

Inc. LLC.

Ooh... Dubois-Doyle
Enterprises, Inc. LLC.

(sniffs)
Mm-hmm.

I like it.
Yeah,
and not a moment too soon,

'cause I think
the little one

is in need
of a pair of glasses.

In need of what?

JOE:
So I called around.

Everyone wants to know
what kind of insurance we have,

and then when I'd explain
to them

that we actually don't have
any insurance at the moment

I could literally hear

the doctors' schedules
magically fill up.

"And I'm really sorry,

but we don't have anything
for at least two months."

You all right?

Yeah, I just
have a headache.

So what are we
going to do?

Well, I finally found someone.

Actually specializes
in children's optometry.

It's just I had to give him
a credit card number,

like making a reservation
for a hotel or something.

I'm gonna take her
over there tomorrow.

(doorbell rings)

Oh, I'll get it.
I'll get it.

Hey, don't
open that door.

Check who it is first.

It's probably for me.

Meghan said that she might
messenger over some paperwork

about competing projects.

I can't wait to meet
this Meghan, actually.

Thanks, Bridge.

It's for Mommy.

Oh, thanks.

What is it, Mommy?

It's, uh, just a favor
that Mommy did for a friend,

got involved in something that's
really none of my business.

I'm gonna take a look
at this later.

Right now,
Mommy's fighting off a headache.

So your new
business partner...

how old would
you say she is?

I don't know.

Couple years older
than you, maybe?

What an excellent answer.

You can continue
to be my husband.

Mm, you're too kind.

(chuckles)

Is she married?

Hmm... I honestly don't know.

Does she
have a ring?

Uh... I didn't really notice.

Well, how could you

not notice?

I don't know.

I'm a boy; it's one
of the differences.

(chuckles)
We don't notice rings.

We pee standing up.

You have to take this
up with someone else.

(ringtone playing)

Hello?

Sorry to call so late.

Hope I didn't wake anyone.

You get that care package
I sent over?

The photographs?

Yeah, they got here earlier,
but frankly, Lee,

I'm not sure
why I'm looking at them.

It's not like I dream about
my friends on a regular basis.

In fact, I almost never do.

And it's like you said--
there's no crime here.

That girl just fell down
and split her head open.

Yeah,

that's what I'm calling about.

Coroner suspects foul play.

What are you talking about?

What kind of foul play?

Lynn's friend was poisoned--

some kind
of extreme muscle relaxant.

Poisoned?

Are you sure it wasn't
an accidental overdose?

No, it's not looking that way.

All they found in her stomach
was a martini,

some breakfast cereal, and
a couple of Adviprin capsules.

I'm bringing her hubby in
for questioning tomorrow.

I was wondering if you might be
interested in listening in.

I don't think
I can get you paid, but...

Lynn and I would consider it
a personal favor.

Are you okay?

Allison?

I... you know what?

I'm not feeling great

and I, I just have
this wicked headache.

Hey, wait a second.

What did you say
that they found in her?

Uh, in her blood
or in her stomach?

In her stomach they found
some cereal, some booze,

and some Adviprin.

Allison?

Hello?

Allison?

WOMAN:
Excuse me. Sir?

I need you over here, sir.

Thank you.
That's right.

Come over here.

She'll be fine
back there.

They'll take
good care of her.

All right, I'm putting through
these two credit cards,

but if they don't clear,
I-I don't know what

to tell you,
Mr. Dubois.

You sure you don't
have insurance?

I'm positive.
Mr. Dubois?

Mr. Joseph Dubois?
Yeah?

That's me. How's my wife?

Did she regain consciousness?

No. Uh, yes.

I mean, she's still out.

But she seems... fine.

I mean, in every measurable
way, absolutely fine.

Actually, if I didn't
know any better,

I'd be tempted to tell you
she's simply... asleep.

Even though we can't wake her.

But she's not in a coma, not...
if you look at her brain waves.

If you look at her brain waves,
she's... asleep.

ALLISON:
Joe.

(sighs)

(sighs)

(sighs)
I'm sorry.

(water running)

I'm sorry. I really am.

What are you talking about?

You don't have anything
to be sorry about.

Look, I know
you didn't choose to...

pass out, fall asleep--

whatever it was
that happened back there.

Joe...

So what did you dream?

That must have been
a hell of a dream, huh?

You see where
Jimmy Hoffa was buried?

Did Lee Harvey Oswald whisper

something to you
about a second gunman?

Talk to me.

Is it going to be
Obama or Hillary?

Inquiring minds want to know.

You're so angry.
Why do you sound so angry?

"Why?" Uh, well...

Well, let's start with that
was a $500 nap you just took.

And, oh, wait,
here's another.

Uh, you scared the crap
out of me. "Why?"

(dog barking)

Oh, my God.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

I didn't dream anything.

Okay.

At the hospital.

You asked me what I dreamt.

I said I didn't dream anything.

Nothing at all.

I think that was the point.

Lee, I know it's
the middle of the night...

(groans)

Look, if this is about me
leaving the seat up just now,

it's not a big deal.
I'm here by myself tonight.

But if it'll get you
off the phone,

I'll go back in and lower it.

Stop kidding around.
I need to know

what's going on
with Kim Furlong's husband.

Well, it's like
I said earlier.

I'm bringing him in tomorrow.

I'd love to have you there.

Also getting a search warrant
so I can go through the house.

See if we can find that poison.

I don't know why
I didn't think of it.

I should've called you
hours ago.

It just didn't occur to me.

You need to look under the bed.

Check under the bed
for a bottle of Adviprin.

I have a hunch that you're going
to find your poison in there.

So wait a second. You're saying

there's a bottle of Adviprin
under the bed

and the poison's in the bottle?

In the capsules.

MARIE:
Cow.

Horse,

pig, duck.

That's perfect.

That's absolutely perfect.

This child has perfect vision.

Cow, horse, pig, duck--
that's perfect.

That's 20/20.

Well, I-I don't
understand it.

There's nothing
to understand.

She sees every animal,

no matter how big
or small it is.

You know these charts
by heart, don't you, doctor?

That's what I listen to all day.

Kids reading these charts.
Why do you ask?

Well, I was, uh, wondering,

were you thinking
about it just now?

I mean, when my daughter
was looking at the chart,

were you running
through it in your head?

Your daughter
has perfect vision.

What is or isn't
in my head is immaterial.

Now, if you or your wife

have your heart set on her
wearing glasses...

Nobody has their
heart set on it.

I can sell you some frames
with optically clear lenses.

I just know that
my daughter needs glasses.

And that is the end
of this examination.

Thank you, Mr. Dubois.

Nice to meet you, Marie.

(door closes)

Honey? Do me a favor.

Read the chart again.

That chart?
Yeah.

Is that an animal?

MAN:
Hi, Lynn.
Russell.

Detective.

Ma'am, I-I came over
as soon as I got the message.

Mr. Furlong, I know
this is a difficult time.

I know you have a lot of things
to do and figure out,

but I was wondering
if I could ask you

just a couple of questions?

Get your opinion
on a couple of things?

Yeah, I-I've got
my in-laws flying in.

They're going to be landing
in about an hour, 20,

but... yeah, sure.

Are you aware
of anybody that might've...

might've wanted
to see your wife dead?

Excuse me?

SCANLON:
Your wife.

Did she have any enemies?

I'm confused.
Why are you asking me that?

My wife died in an accident.

Russell...

Kim was murdered.

(softly):
No, she wasn't.

(louder):
No, she wasn't.

She, she tripped and fell.

She cracked her head

and bled to death.

SCANLON:
Yes, Mr. Furlong.

She was poisoned, actually.

And when the poison
made it impossible

for her to get blood
to her brain,

she fell
and cracked her skull open.

But it was the poison

in her blood
that killed her,

not the fall

or the bleeding
or the fracture.

But who-who would do something
like that and why?

That's what we're here
to find out.

We have a hunch
that the answer lies

in the pain reliever
your wife was taking.

I believe that the bottle
might've rolled under the bed.

Do you think it's still there?

Nobody's touched that room.

The police told us not to.

I-I mean me and the housekeeper.

So the bottle
should still be there?

I'm sure it is.

I've already asked a judge
for a search warrant.

As soon as it comes through do
you mind if I sent an officer by

to pick it up?
You don't have to wait
for a search warrant.

I mean, if something criminal
has gone on here,

I mean, I'll call
the house right now.

My housekeeper's there.

Just have an officer
go by and collect

whatever you need.

I told you.

It would also be helpful,

just to rule yours out,

if we could get a set
of fingerprints, a DNA swab

of your cheek.

Yes, well, whatever you need.

SCANLON:
Oh, just one more
thing, Mr. Furlong.

On the night
that your wife died,

you mentioned that the two
of you were fighting.

What are you trying to say?

What is he trying to say?

I'm trying
to say that

I appreciate how cooperative
you're being.

And I'm trying
to say I understand

that you're a friend
of a friend,

but if I were you...
I'd make a little time today

to find yourself
a good criminal attorney.

Just in case.

JOE:
I'm telling you,

she was reading the guy's mind.

I mean, he knew exactly what
the animals was supposed to be,

so she knew exactly
what the animals
was supposed to be.

As soon as he left the room,
she couldn't see a thing.

Maybe we should try
another optometrist.

I don't want to try
another optometrist.

I can't afford
another optometrist.

Besides, I've already paid
for this optometrist.

He misdiagnosed
our daughter,

and I want him
to get it right.

(phone ringing)

Can you remind these people
that we have kids?

Hello?

SCANLON:
So what are you doing?

I'm sitting in bed
with my husband complaining

'cause people call at all hours
even though we have kids.

What are you doing?

Sitting in a bar
with my girlfriend

drinking too much.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

You've met Furlong twice now.

Any impressions?
Any feelings about him?

Well, I sit in the room
with him.

I see the same things you see.

I hear the same things
you hear. Why?

You were right
about the Adviprin.

That's where we found
the poison.

We also found
Furlong's fingerprints

all over the bottle.

Well, it was his bottle.

It was in his house.

And on every single
capsule in it

along with a tiny hole where
someone injected the poison

through the gelatin
capsule casing.

Officers just
went over to the house now

to place him under arrest.

Do you have anything to add?

No, just that I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I, I didn't
do more to help.

I'm sorry
I didn't see it sooner.

How's Lynn doing?

She's doing.

Go back to your husband.
Get some sleep.

I'll call you in the morning.

(beeps phone off)

Is everything
all right?

A woman was poisoned.

Turns out it was her husband.

I met the guy twice.

I didn't even get an inkling.

I guess he loved her once.

Just makes me sad.

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Claims.

No, this isn't India.
This is America.

How may I help you, sir?

I'm sorry?

Are you asking me
who the President

of the United States is?

What is this, some kind of test?

I told you I'm in America,
the United States of America.

Well, I don't like
your attitude.

(line disconnects)

(sighs)

WOMAN:
Ms. Hastings?

Is there some special reason
you're not on the telephone?

The incoming call board
is completely red.

I'm sorry. The last caller
was a jerk and...

honestly, I have these cramps.

I feel like crap.

Trust me,
Ms. Hastings,

we all feel like crap.

There's not a single
person working here

who when they were
six years old

dreamed of answering phones
in the claims department

of an insurance agency.

That's why we pay you.

To take some of the
sting out of it.

If I could just go
to the restroom for a minute.

If you leave your desk,
don't bother coming back.

So then she said
that if I left,

not to bother coming back.

No, really,
that is what she said.

I'm at the car.

No. I'm at the car.

Of course I'm fine.

All I took were two Adviprin.

See you at home.

(exhales loudly)

Oh.

(keys jingling)

(breathing shallowly)

(car starting)

(tires squealing)

(brakes squeaking)

(breathing shallowly)

(horn honking)

(creaking)

(gasps)
What the...?

BRIDGETTE:
Dad?

JOE:
Yeah?

Do we look alike?

That's not funny.

That's not even a little funny.

I mean,
if you can't see the TV,

I'm happy to turn the TV off.

I can see the TV.

I can see the TV fine.

I can see
the TV great.

Yeah. I had a hunch.

I still need you
to help me

figure out this
optometrist thing.

(cartoon music
and chattering on TV)

Hello? You gonna
get off there soon?

I got some stuff
I need to print out

for this meeting with, uh,
Meghan and the model maker.

Ariel?

Hey, give me another word
for a parking garage.

Uh, parking structure,
public parking.

Car park, I think
they call it in England.

Hmm.
Mmm.

Guess it hasn't
happened yet.

What are you doing?

Did you just shut off
the computer?

Why did you shut off
the computer?

I told you I had a meeting
to-to prepare for.

Ariel?!

You know I'm getting
the kids breakfast.

I'm probably taking them
to school,

and, you know, somehow

I'm supposed to be ready
for this meeting.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.
It was an accident.

I wasn't listening.
I wasn't paying attention.

Here. Prepare
for your meeting.

I'll take the girls
to school.

I was going to run in
to downtown

to see Scanlon anyway.

What are
you doing?
Nothing.

SCANLON:
A car drive off

the roof of a
parking garage?

No. I'm pretty sure I would
have heard about that.

That's the kind of thing
someone would have noticed.

That's the kind of thing
they'd bring up at roll call.

Okay. So maybe
it hasn't happened yet.

Or maybe it didn't
happen in Phoenix.

Which is great, 'cause maybe
we could stop it from happening.

Maybe we can
put out a warning.
What kind of warning?

This woman took Adviprin
right before it happened.

Well, at least she
won't have a headache

when she hits
the sidewalk.

I'm serious! I'm
starting to think

this has nothing to do
with Kim Furlong's husband.

I think there's something
wrong with Adviprin--

all of it-- and we're going
to be seeing a lot more of this.

Well, if and when we do,
we'll react accordingly,

but right now,
what I'm being told

by people a hell
of a lot smarter than I am

is that this Adviprin
was adulterated

not in the manufacturing
process,

but sometime afterwards.

Maybe Mr. Furlong wasn't
just mad at his wife.

Maybe he had a beef with, uh...

Hastings. Her last
name's Hastings.

I think we need
to find her.
This Hastings woman.

Maybe he didn't like the way
she handled his claim,

but there's nothing
for me to do now.

You mean, you aren't going
to help me find her?

You just told me
you couldn't be certain

where this dream took place.

Allison, have you got any idea

how many insurance companies
there are in Phoenix?

In Arizona?
In the Southwest?

Not to mention,
how many people named Hastings?

(chuckles)

All right. We'll set you up
in one of the interview rooms

with a computer,
some phone books and a phone.

If anyone asks
what you're doing,

we'll tell 'em
you're selling tickets

to the Policeman's Ball.

Do they still have
a Policeman's Ball?

Got me.

No, I need another appointment
with the doctor.

No, I know
he's already seen my daughter,

but I need to have him
see her again.

(laughs)

I know people's eyes
don't change overnight.

I'm sorry.
I got to call you back.

(sighs)
What are you doing?

Hey. I thought
you understood.

The drawings on the green;
the charts on the yellow.

Calm down, man.

We'll fix it.
It's paper.

Where you going?

To get the yellow.
You don't
have the yellow?

Not up here. I'm not
a mind reader, man.

It's got nothing to do

with being a mind reader.

I told you about the yellow.

No, you didn't,
but that's okay.

I'll get some.
Yeah, I did.

And it has nothing to do
with being a mind reader.

It has to do with listening,
and you can't listen to people

when you're piping music
into your brain.

You can't listen.
You can't concentrate.

It's amazing you can see,
much less be a...

Sir? You okay?

Uh, yeah. No.

Uh, you just gave me an idea,
actually.

Okay. You still want me
to get the yellow?

Yeah, definitely.

Um, and I'm sorry
I raised my voice.

That's okay.

I wasn't paying attention.

Hi. This is Joe Dubois again.

Uh, listen, now more than ever,

I really need that second
appointment for my daughter.

ALLISON:
I know this is
the Fremont Insurance Group.

I'm looking
for a customer service rep,

a woman
with the last name Hastings.

You don't have anyone
by that name?

My apologies.

Thank you.

Okay.

(ringtone playing)

Hello?

(horns honking)
So what are you doing?

You don't want to know.

What are you doing?

Uh, you don't want to know,
either,

but I'm going
to tell you anyway.

I'm stuck in traffic, um,
so I'm calling my wife to say

that I think
you probably have to stop

whatever it is you're doing and
go pick up the kids from school.

Oh, Joe, I don't think I can.

I'm looking for a needle
in an alphabetical haystack,

and I'm only up to F.

I don't know
what to tell you, honey.

It's non-negotiable.

I'm at a dead stop.

I haven't moved a foot
in 15 minutes. Sorry.

Oh, and I got
another appointment for Marie

with the optometrist
for tomorrow.

Well, that's great.

You moving yet?

Tell me you're moving.

I'm not moving, Allison,
and I'm not going to be moving.

According to the radio,

I'm going to be stuck
in this mess for hours.

I don't really understand it,
but they're saying

that somehow a car
fell off the top level

of a parking structure
onto the sidewalk.

Like, five or six stories,
and they're saying

that they think that
somebody might be inside it.

Tainted Adviprin is now being
suspected in the death

of Marjorie Hastings,
the woman behind the wheel

of this car,
which plunged seven stories

to the sidewalk below.

You threw ours away, right?

Additionally, reports are
coming in from around the state

of as many as three more deaths

that are being preliminarily
linked to tampered Adviprin.

Meanwhile, as the tainted
medicine scare grows,

its implications were felt
this afternoon

at the Phoenix Courthouse

where Acting District Attorney
Van Dyke held a press conference

shortly after 3:00.

As I'm sure all
of you are aware,

we've received a number
of reports from around the state

about fatalities arising

from adulterated
Adviprin gelatin capsules.

In light
of these recent developments,

my office has arranged
for the immediate release

of Mr. Russell Furlong,

who until this afternoon was
held under suspicion of murder

in relation
to the deathof his wife.

(laughs)

Our investigation...

You met the guy, right?

What do you think is going
through his head right now?

...and the manufacturers...

I mean, he loses his wife,

and then he spends
a day and a half in jail.

I can't even imagine it.

They had a fight.

I'm sorry?

They had a fight the
night that she died.

About some business trip
that he had to take.

When we went
to go see him,

that was the first thing
that he told us.

It didn't really stick
with me at the time,

but... right now...

you know, tonight...

All alone in that house.

I bet he really
regrets that fight.

WOMAN:
It's your turn.

Hmm? My turn?

My God. What drink is this?

How many drinks have we all had?

MAN:
It won't work.

It's your turn.

Come on. I told you
about my sister.

It's your turn.

WOMAN:
Hey, Brown Eyes,
we're here

for at least
four more hours.

It's not like you're
going to get out of it.

I know, I know.

MAN 2:
Nobody even knows
your name, fellow.

Nobody knows anybody's name,
so what's the problem?

There's no problem.
It's just...

Okay. Okay, here it is.

Every night,
before I fall asleep,

I think about my wife...

dying.

What do you mean?

I mean, being dead.

And for a long time, I'd think
about her getting a disease--

you know, cancer or something,
but, uh, lately...

it's me.

I do it.

I kill her.

(chuckles)

(gasps and sighs)

Sorry to make you
do this so early,

but I got to get
back to my place,

pick up Lynn and
get to the funeral.

Say hi to the happy
widower for me.

I spent most
of last night with him.

What are you
talking about?

I had a dream
he was talking about Kim.

Talking about
how he wanted her dead.

Talking to who?

I don't know.

When did this happen?

I don't know.

Where did this happen?

You know, when it comes
to our significant others,

there are a lot of people,

particularly a lot
of married people,

who say things
they don't mean.

I'll be sure to mention that
to your significant other.

Allison, we've
got five fatalities

attributed to
this Adviprin.

Are you trying to tell me

that you think Furlong
knocked them all off?

I don't know. Maybe.
Well, now, that
makes no sense.

How the hell
would he do that?

You said that something
was injected into the capsules.

A muscle relaxant.

He could have done it
to more than one bottle,

more than one person.

You kill five people
to disguise the fact

that you really only care
about killing one.

(sniffles)

Sorry. I'm not buying it.

(knocking)

Hello again,
Mr. Dubois.

Please tell me that's
little Marie's twin.

Ah, no such luck.

Mr. Dubois, I assure you,

your child was given a
completely thorough examination

the last time
she was here.

Hmm. Um, have you ever heard
of my wife, Allison Dubois?

There was a lot of stuff

in the newspaper
about her last year.

No? Well, uh...

She worked for
the district attorney's office,

um, and she's very, uh...

Well, she's very sensitive,
very intuitive.

I don't know if you believe
in any of that stuff.

You know-- talking to the dead,
dreaming of the future,

reading minds?

I have no idea where
you're going with this.

Do you like music, Doctor?

What kind of music do you like?

Actually, this is
my oldest, so, uh...

Uh, do you like show tunes,
The Sound of Music?

Here, humor me. Just listen
to this for just a minute.

Okay, sweetie...

No, uh, no, no, no.

No, I don't want you looking
at what line I'm pointing at.

I don't want you thinking

about what line
I'm pointing at over there.

I just want you to listen
to Julie Andrews

and watch Marie.

All right, sweetie. Can you
tell me what this line says?

Give me a hint, Daddy.

Oh, my...

(laughs)

Look at you,
grinning from ear to ear.

I've never seen someone
so pleased to discover

that their child
has astigmatism.

You're just jealous.

Oh, really?
That's right.

'Cause I had a problem and I
figured out how to solve it.

Now tell your Mack Daddy
your problem.

Let's see if we can turn
that frown upside-down, huh?

"Mack Daddy," huh?
Uh-huh.

God, you're obnoxious...
when you're so smug.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's
a small price to pay

for the thrill
of being with me.

Now, come on,
I can hear the gears

mashing in your brain
from here.

Come on. Tell me what's up.
What's going on?

Mr. Furlong killed his wife.

He killed Lynn's friend.

I just... I know it.

Well, I know
you know it,

but the fact remains,
you can't prove it.

So I think you've
just got to have faith

in the system
on this one.

They'll eventually see
what you see,

and they'll eventually
catch up with him.

"The system"?
Mm-hmm.

"Who was he talking to?"

"When did this happen?"

"Where did this happen?"

Mm-hmm.

Settle down.
We gotta get some rest.

Phew.

"Settle down"?
Mm-hmm.

"We gotta get some rest"?

Is that all you got,
Mack Daddy?

Oh, you want
the best I got?

Well, then don't make promises
that you can't keep, Mack Daddy.

(laughing):
Oh, no, no...

No, don't write a check
that you can't cash, Mack Daddy.

(both laughing)

FURLONG:
Look at those people
over there, sleeping.

How do they do that?

I can't do that.

MAN:
They're still saying
at least another hour.

They've been saying another hour
for the last three hours.

WOMAN:
Did you hear
what I said?

Did any of you
hear what I said?

We heard you.
We all heard you:

my wife, his wife,

your husband,
this guy's mother,

your business partner.

What was your brilliant idea?

They all go down in a plane
together?

I mean, how do we
make that happen?

MAN 2:
You know,
I'm a chemist.

You remember anthrax?

After 9-11?
How about anthrax?

Oh, yeah. Absolutely. Anthrax.

You know, I have some
in my garage at home.

You know what the problem
with this conversation is?

I'll tell you the problem
with this conversation.

You're all nuts.

You're all nuts,

and I'm getting more and more
sober by the minute.

(phone ringing)

Hey, honey.

No, I'm still here.

MAN 2:
Hey, does anybody
remember that thing

five or ten years ago
with that aspirin?

Where somebody put poison
in the capsules?

(gasps, pants)

(sighs) So now
you're telling me

each victim was killed
by someone close to them?

Yeah, but they were all
in on this together.

And you know this because
of this conversation you...

overheard?

Why are you so dead set
against this?

Why are you so resistant
to this idea?

I'm not stupid, Allison.

We've all been
to this rodeo before.

The first thing we did
once we had the five victims

was check out any possible
links between them,

any possible links amongst
members of their families.

They live all
over the state.

They have absolutely
nothing in common.

None of them have ever
so much as shared

a cell phone conversation
or an e-mail.

I don't believe that.
Well, that's
unfortunate,

'cause I have to go testify
in court in five minutes

and I don't have
time to stand here
and argue with you.

But why don't you ask our good
friend Russell Furlong himself?

What are you talking about?

He's coming down here
in an hour and a half.

Get caught up on everything
to do with his wife's death.

The investigation
at the manufacturing plant,

the interviews with
the disgruntled employees.

Van Dyke wants us
to really handle him,

do everything we can,
so that maybe,

possibly, he doesn't
sue the city

for locking him up
last week.

Happy to have you sit in.

I'd like that.

So at this point,
what we're primarily
focused on is...

how the adulteration
could've taken place

during the manufacturing
process,

even with all these
safeguards

I just told you about
in place.

That, plus employee interviews
and deep background checks,

I got to believe
we're going to turn up
something soon.

All right. Okay.

I mean, it sounds like
you're doing everything right.

So that's five police
departments, plus the FBI,

plus the FDA?

Mm.

Well, I agree, Detective.
I... I have to believe

we're going to turn up
something soon.

Well, we appreciate
your confidence, Mr. Furlong.

(clears throat)

Uh, yeah. Actually...
there's one other thing.

Um, Mrs. Dubois here

would like to ask you
a quick question.

Certainly. Certainly,
anything I can do to help.

Do you recognize any of
these people, Mr. Furlong?

Oh... God.

Yes, of course I do.

I've seen their picture
in the paper and on television.

Now, these... these are
the other four people

who died the way Kim did.

Have you ever met any of them?

Before they were dead?

Oh, God.
No, not that I'm aware of. Why?

How about relatives?
Any chance you might have met

a relative
of one of these victims?

Her husband or her son?

Allison...

His wife? His business partner?

Uh, what's going on here?

I'm starting to feel like
a suspect again, Detective.

I assure you, Mr. Furlong,
the city of Phoenix

does not regard you
as a suspect...

I'm sorry. I didn't get a chance
to hear your answer.

Allison...
The answer is no.

To the best of my knowledge,

I have never met these people
you're alluding to.

I do not even know their names.

But I know your name.

I know who you are
and I know what you do,

and I'm glad
you're working on this case.

I want you to find
my wife's killer.

But if you have somehow
convinced yourself

that it's me...

(voice breaking):
or that I might somehow
be involved,

I invite you, look into my eyes,

read my mind,

do whatever it is you do,

and let's just get this
out of the way

so that we can concentrate

on finding the bastard
who actually did this.

SCANLON:
Are we done here,
Allison?

Uh... (sighs)

Thank you, Mr. Furlong.

We appreciate your...

confidence in us.

ALLISON:
Vision comes in many shapes
and many forms.

There's the kind of vision
our eyes afford us.

JOE:
Ha-ha!
(cheering)

Fantastic!
You look beautiful!

You look beautiful.

You look so grown up.

There's the kind of vision
our wisdom affords us.

Pay phone?
Okay, I'm stumped.

I have no idea
what that means.

Well, that makes two of us.

I love you.

(mutters):
I love you.

ALLISON:
And there's the kind of vision

that comes from things sensed,
things dreamt.

WOMAN (over P.A.):
Ladies and gentlemen,

thank you for your patience.

At this time, TransCoast Airways
is pleased to announce

that the folks here at JFK
have finally cleared one runway

and we will be resuming
jet service this evening.

So at this time,
we would like to board

Flight 414 to Phoenix, Arizona.

MAN:
So when we get
on the plane,

there can't be
any conversation.

We can't even acknowledge
each other.

Okay. Yeah.

You understand how
it works, right?

No e-mails,
no cell phones.

What are you talking about?

Nobody even knows
anybody's name.

WOMAN:
So I'm coming back through
New York next Tuesday.

This is the number
of the pay phone

right outside
lounge here.

I'll be there
from 7:00 to 7:20.

Whoever wants to go
through with this,

just find a pay phone
wherever you are

and dial that number.

This is nuts, you know?

What if I change my mind?

What if somebody
changes their mind?

MAN 2:
Don't call.

Have a nice flight.

WOMAN:
Yeah. Have
a nice flight.

MAN:
Yeah, right.
A lot to think about.

(gasps)

(chuckles)

Want to hear a funny
coincidence, Mr. Furlong?

Last January 16,

there was a blizzard
in the Northeast.

A flight from New York
to Phoenix was grounded

for over 14 hours.

You were on that flight,
weren't you?

I might've been.

So was her husband.

So was his wife.

So was her son.

So was his business partner.

Okay. And what does that prove?

Nothing... yet.

But there are five of you,

and we know all the names,
even if you don't.

One of you will slip.

One of you will crack,

and we'll be watching
when you do.

ALLISON:
And then there's the kind
of vision

that comes from patience
and persistence.

What do we make
of the peeping Tom?

The nocturnal voyeur...

his eyes on the hunt
for someone to slip,

someone to crack.

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