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Move it back, people. There's nothing to see here.

This area is for emergency vehicles only.

I said, move it back, diddy-bops! Now! Get back!

You, mack it up.

Move your butts out of here! Come on!

I said, get out of here!

Back away! Back away!

Back off, back off.

Two, one...

Two days ago, in a scene of horror out of a Stephen King novel,

popular street priest James Criss -- Reverend Jimmy to his flock --

was discovered crucified on a chain-link fence...

I am the cop, your shepherd. You shall not want to cross that line.

I'll make you lie down in mean postures. I'll bust your diddy-bopheads

and run you down on the path of righteousness,

frog-march your asses through the shadow of death

I'll teach you fear and show you evil.

My rod and my staff shall discomfit thee.

I'll turn you into table-spread, anoint your heads with gasoline,

for I am the meanest son of a bitch in the valley!

You got that?

Now, move it back!

Oh, man, what a day, huh?

I don't know about you, but...

nothing I like better than busting a few heads.

Yeah, I get to see that.

I say we shower and shave, then hit the piece of work for a cold frosty.

Amen, bro.

What the hell?

Holy Glory.

Who are you?

-What are you? -Sol, what's wrong? What happened?

I can't see.

I'm freaking blind.

I can't see,

but, Holy Glory, I can.

I can see, Muldoon.

The whole world's on fire...

with glory.

Dispatch. This is mounted number 2. Officer down--

a seizure, a lightning strike, some damn thing.

I need an ambulance on Lyngby Road right out front. Hurry, damn it!

Mary...

I must reach you.

Mary, I want to help you.

Can you hear me?

"Can you hear me?"

"Mary?

"Please, answer me if you can.

"Mary, can you hear me?"

"Mary, answer me if you can."

"Blow the candle flame if you can hear me."

Yes.

Mary...

In death...

we cross over to the light...

where we rediscover all the moments of our past life

and we freely combine them in eternal dreams...

But I fear...

that your dream is a terrible nightmare, my child.

And so you cannot cross over to the light.

I so want to help you,...

but I cannot if I don't know what happened.

Can you tell me?

Can you tell me what happened to you?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Yes, good.

Mary, you must.

We know that you did not die in the fire...

from the newspaper clippings in your little dolly.

They tell us that much,

but how did you die, Mary?

Did someone hurt you?

Oh, yes.

Who hurt you, Mary?

Was it one...

who had sworn to heal?

Is that why you haunt these halls?

Was it a doctor?

"Hail Mary, full of disgrace, the Lord has abandoned you."

He's wonderful. He's perfect. He's...

He's a surgeon...

which means that if he's not working, he's thinking about working, but...

but we're planning a little weekend getaway.

This romantic little B & B in Salem, Mass.

Wednesday. We leave Wednesday.

That's right. Visit Salem, see the witches.

Oh, listen, I will call you...

with the lowdown when we get back. Bye, Sabrina.

Eye of rat.

Status epilepticus, according to Liz Hinton.

Temporary blindness, probably hysterical.

He was one of the cops on the Jimmy Criss crowd control.

-Ollie and Danny brought him in. -Another seizure patient?

It is starting to look like a pattern.

Rickman had one yesterday, and his roommate, the...

-the alcoholic seismologist... -Schwarzton.

Yeah, him. He had two.

He's going in for an MRI today, and Lona tells me that Elmer had one,

accompanied by full MRI scans to prove it,

and then there's the Klingerman girl...

Wait! Elmer had a seizure?

Complex partial during the project Sandman study,

accompanied by some very weird psychic disturbances, if you believe Lona...

-And I do. -So you're thinking...

-What? The seizures are contagious? -No, not contagious, but...

-What if something is triggering them? -Okay, and that would be...

Have you ever listened to Schwarzton babble?

He talks about something called "black noise"

"infrasound", acoustic phenomena...

coming from underground, operating below the threshold of human hearing.

-I googled it... found out it was real. -Black noise is real?

Military scientists have been experimenting with black noise generator

as weapon since the 1960s.

So what does that have to do with seizures?

Good, you're going to sing me a love song?

Why are we listening to a tuning fork?

"Dr. Hook to E.R. One."

That, my lovely, will have to wait.

No, this does not look good.

Strong motion up the wazoo.

The big one's coming.

You hear me? The big one's coming soon.

Days... not weeks.

You listening to me?

Hi, Liz.

He's been seizing for over an hour. He's had five of valium Q-15.

I've got two large bore IV's running as per protocol.

-How much Dilantin does he have onboard? -Full loading dose.

-Not doing him Jack Squat, huh? -You want anesthesia?

We may need a phenobarb command succinylcholine to get him to stop.

Then let's get him upstairs for a CT scan.

-Dr. Stegman... -Don't talk to me about Stegman.

I like myself now.

-Hi. -Hi. Ooh, handsome.

You're going to wow them. I just know it.

So...

I'll take care of those wicked lawyers, and you take care of the...

of the paperwork, okay?

You know, sabotaging medical records, I have a very bad feeling about this.

Then I'm afraid, I won't be able to relax and enjoy our Salem vacation.

I'll be so obsessed with that damn Klingerman anesthesiology report.

-No. Here, drink your coffee. -Okay.

You'll need a clear head to deal with those lawyers.

I love you so much.

We're such a team.

So I'll take care of the lawyers, and you...

Okay.

It tastes like love. Love...

Bobby, those kids at the mission are up to no good out there.

I think. I didn't get a super good look.

Bobby...

You've been staying up all night at home watching smut on cable tv, haven't you?

Just because I'm not there to turn it off. Bad boy.

-Oh, mama. -Mary's in trouble.

Bobby, get up. Get up, honey, please.

Come on. You've got to go down to the medical library,

see if Mr. Bates has found any records on the mill and the Old Kingdom fires,

and then you get that key card, and you get in there to the medical records

while Mrs. Powell is away. Please. Come on, go, go, go...

Bobby, this thing is on the Fritz...

Oh, jeez.

Jeez, Louise.

The CT is showing a right temporal lobe AVM that's starting to bleed.

We're probably going to have to...

I've got feelers out on that missing cadaver head for you.

Felony, grave robbing and corpse desecration...

If I had proof, so help me God...

Yeah, my source should be getting back to me this afternoon, so...

I'll let you know.

I don't want an infernal computer on my desk!

I deal with people, not machines.

Now, take it away, or take me away.

The first commandment swallows all the others...

"I am the Lord thy God.

"Thou shalt not have false Gods before me."

Yeah, but you and millions just like you spend half your waking hours...

worshipping computer screens. It sucks!

Every trace of human feeling right out of you.

It blinds you to God and Nature! It is an abomination!

We could not help but overhear the symptoms of your terrible mood disorder.

Who are you? Get out!

I am Dr. Gottreich. I specialize in psycho-surgery,

a new technique which may help you control your aggressive impulses.

To hell with you!

It's considered experimental treatment, so your insurance may not cover it,

but I think you'll find it provides a calming effect.

Dr. Gottreich...

aren't you forgetting?

Sterile technique?

Germs and such?

Paul, who's been feeding you this folderol and poppycock?

Do you specialize in pediatric neurosurgery, Dr. Stegman?

No, I do not.

So...

pediatric neurosurgery is a hobby of yours?

An avocation?

A part-time job?

The certification in pediatric neuro- surgery is an elective sub-specialty.

There's no law that requires...

So you only do what the law requires for your patients?

Well, in a community of this size, there are no boarded...

pediatric neurosurgeons, only...

neurosurgeons trying to help children with brain lesions.

Did you meet with the patient, Mona Klingerman,

and her family before performing surgery?

And did you follow protocol and, in their presence,...

mark the side of the body on which you would be operating?

Well, on that particular day, I did not meet with the patient,

because I was otherwise committed, but I asked the anesthesiologist to...

to meet with the patient and her family.

And to your knowledge, did the anesthesiologist meet the patient,..

and mark the correct side of the patient's skull before operating?

Well, if he did, there's no report of it.

The record, unfortunately, was destroyed, and...

the anesthesiologist is in Tanzania... "Doctors without borders", I believe.

To your knowledge, does a copy of that anesthesiology report exist?

Be careful in there.

Shoot.

Medical library, Mr. Bates first?

Or medical records while Mrs. Powell is away?

What did she say?

This one's no good, not for medical records.

It's from Hook, for opening the service elevator.

Don't they have mag cards at Boston General?

Elmer...

open the door.

Elmer, open the door.

Oh, you beautiful little career-saver.

Mr. Bates?

God in heaven.

Anything?

Somebody is moving my left hand.

E4 is motor.

Can you read the screen for us, please?

Anything?

I was trying to say the words, but I couldn't.

-H5 is language. -Read the screen, please.

Teacher, I've brought to you my son...

who is possessed by a mute spirit.

Whenever it seizes him, it throws him down.

He foams at the mouth, grinds his teeth, and becomes rigid.

Jesus rebuked the unclean spirit and raised him up.

Well, um, B4 is... the Bible, I guess.

-What is that, Matthew? -Mark, chapter nine.

We're finished the mapping. We're halfway through the AVM repair.

-Everything is under control. -Okay.

The craniotomy is not wide enough to get all those arterial feeders.

Okay.

Just get the arterial feeders. Don't worry about the damn veins.

Everything was fine before you galloped in, Doctor.

What is that?

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

"Ant-solutely delicious."

My word, young man, that is one grievous wound.

Where are going to find you a new nut?

Let me help you. Take a seat on my examination table.

Never mind the surgery. How about the theft of other people's work?

Chris Draper wrote 'The New England' journal article. He took credit for it.

Without me as lead author, the editors would have laughed themselves to death.

Right, with your name, they have to read it,...

just to make sure you haven't falsified data like you did at Boston General.

That misunderstanding was resolved over a year ago.

I was exonerated of everything.

Resolved and exonerated provided you agreed to leave Boston General,

and take your little rat study with you. That's why you're here...

or did you just suddenly decide you had to live in rural Maine?

Steg, I'm glad the subject of rats came up.

A Ms Janice McManice from Maintenance, called to report

some of your laboratory rats got loose during one of the earthquakes.

I was the one that reported it to her.

Yes, apparently, some of the animals are quite aggressive, vicious, even.

-Are they rabid? -No, they're not rabid.

They're simply addicted to cocaine. I mean, you...

you read the article.

"Dopamine reuptake site distribution in rat brains

"using high-affinity, radio-labeled cocaine analogues."

Rats in withdrawal, jonesing rats... They'll have to be exterminated.

Absolutely not. They have to be captured unharmed.

I can't have rodent junkies wandering the hallways, searching for crack.

The rats die, the study dies with them.

Now, that says it all, doesn't it?

That says it all.

Hi, honey, I've got...

Nurse, nurse!

Sweetie? Honey?

Honey.

Peter, shh, it's okay.

It's okay, honey, I'm here.

And I remember thinking specifically : "This is not a dream."

That's what's so confusing.

I can tell you what the scans will show.

Obsession, passion,...

eternal devotion to Lona...

But really, right now, I'm upset.

I can hardly tell the difference between my life and my dreams.

Elmer, life and dreams are pages from the same book.

Reading them in order is living. Skimming through them is dreaming.

Keep talking.

I love you.

I love your thoughts.

But you...

are...

special.

As the late Mr. Rogers would undoubtedly say :

when you dream, something inexplicable happens.

I don't understand it. I've studied your E.E.G.S, your scans.

I still don't know what happened to us the other night.

How did we get to the morgue?

-I've got to try and find out. -Don't mention the morgue, please.

Wait, what is this thing called again?

Magne-to-encepha-lography. M.E.G.

It's our dream camera.

Let's see what happens this time.

I'm crazy about you.

If anything ever happened to you...

How's your status- epilepticus patient?

Well, I don't want to jinx it, but the seizures have stopped,

the blood clot's gone, and he's sitting up in bed.

He's exhibiting a very --ooh-- a very odd behavior, though. He...

After the AVM repair, he wants to change his name.

He wants to be called Paul, not Sol, Paul.

-Well, it's better than seizures, huh? -I guess.

I was once a blasphemer, a persecutor,

a man filled with arrogance, but because I did not know what I was doing,

I have been treated mercifully,

and the grace of our Lord has been granted me in overflowing measure.

Did you check the entire file to make sure there were no other copies?

There's something I want to show you,

or is it that Schwarzton has something he wants to show you?

He's got it all set up down in my kingdom.

There...

should we test it?

May as well see if she boots.

I can't deal with this. At least half my mind is somewhere else.

You're listening to 1,000 hertz at 70 decibels.

Well, sound is an energy, as you know, so the...

the fork tuned to 1,000 hertz vibrates, because the sound wave causes it to,

but, see, these other forks,

they don't respond, because they are tuned to a different frequency.

Infrasound happens at 20 hertz and below, but you can't hear it.

In fact, you feel it before you hear it,

But what I'm getting at your hospital is a new phenomenon.

It's like infrasound in that it's below the level of human hearing, but...

I can't find its source, and it's difficult to detect and capture.

But it affects some people?

Oh, yes. Sensitive people, Like Elmer or... your Mrs. Druse.

Well, they're like tuning forks set to its frequency, so the...

the sound or the harmonics, or whatever it is, affects them,

whether they consciously hear it or not.

Is that making sense yet?

It makes a lot more sense than Elmer, that's for sure.

I have a present for you.

Stegman's death warrant!

Payback is truly a bitch.

Where's Elmer?

Did you say that Dr. Massingale was doing a test on him?

Elmer, not again!

Can't you think about anything else?

And if you can't get sex off your brain, does it have to be sex at a morgue?

I had a literature professor who said it's all about sex and death,

death and sex, sex and death. Maybe that's the problem.

Right.

Elmer...

This is 'a' morgue...

But it's not the same one. Oh, my God!

No, Lona, wait. Get control of yourself.

Remember how we got out of here last time?

Remember how we...

ended it?

Oh, my God!

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