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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(EXHALES)

You didn't wake me up.

I'm gonna be late.

You don't have anywhere to be.

What do you mean? I'm late for school.

You're not in school.

By some mathematical miracle or error, you graduated.

Is it just me or did anyone notice Kevin's legs?

What about his legs?

They're on fire.

(PANTING)

KEVIN: Help!

Put me out! Put me out!

It's fine. It's nothing.

It's okay. It was a dream.

I was on fire.

I'll get you some water.

Dad, I'm not really on fire.

I'll get you some anyway.

It was so real, Mom.

I know it's been a year and a half,

but the doctor did say

you'd have dreams like this for a while.

It was my legs that were on fire.

Do you want something to help you sleep?

No.

Drink the water anyway.

It'll make your father happy.

Mom.

When I woke up, my legs hurt.

In your dream.

No, when I woke up.

They were hurting.

Here you go, buddy.

Thanks. (GRUNTS)

I'll... I'll be fine now.

(SIGHS)

Hurting how?

I don't remember.

I guess I was still dreaming.

(SIGHS)

♪ What if God was one of us?

♪ Just a slob like one of us

♪ Just a stranger on the bus

♪ Trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home

♪ Just trying to make his way home ♪

There's nothing to eat.

Keep looking. There may be something hidden

behind all that food.

Yes, sir. I understand,

but I assure you my guys are on it.

"Sir"? Who does he call "sir"?

His boss.

He doesn't have a boss.

Sure, he does.

The Commissioner, the Mayor, the Attorney General, Mom.

The FBI has no jurisdiction.

There's no evidence that the kid was transported across the state line.

The status is still...

Joan!

What? It's just cheese and bread.

Yes, sir, I'll... I'll keep you informed.

Good-bye.

No, I can't eat half an hour talking to the Mayor.

It's like swimming.

Actually that's reverse logic.

Was that the Reinneman case?

Yeah.

Isn't that the three-year-old kid who got kidnapped?

Missing.

Oh, okay, got missing.

I read it in the paper.

It said you guys have no leads and it's been, like, six weeks.

Four days, we have leads, and when did you start reading the paper?

Actually I saw it on TV.

Didn't make you guys look very good.

That's a surprise.

Where's Kevin?

Left early to go job hunting.

Oh, really?

Um, was everything okay?

You mean after his screaming nightmare?

You guys are completely inept at subterfuge.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

This one's mine.

You got the Jehovah's Witness.

Hi. Joan Girardi? Sign here.

Oh. I never get anything in the mail.

You owe $6.50.

Mom! Uh-huh.

You've got $12 in your pocket

you were going to use to buy a frappuccino and a muffin

when you skipped history class after lunch,

which, by the way, do not do that.

Oh, God, you are just a three-ring circus, aren't you?

Okay. Price went up.

Give me the whole $12.

What are you gonna do with money?

It's not what I'm gonna do with it.

It's what you're gonna do without it.

Any guess as to when this is gonna end?

First the job in a bookstore,

then AP Chemistry.

How do you top that?

You don't have to accept the package, you know.

Oh, yeah, okay.

And I could also take the blue pill.

Hand it over.

In me you trust.

Not entirely true.

Chess?

Hey, I do not play chess!

(SIRENS WAILING)

(PHONES RINGING)

You don't want to know.

She's a psychic.

Not in my office, she's not.

She wants herbal tea.

Maybe she'll read the leaves later.

Uh, Reinneman case.

Parents asked for it,

And we have to try everything or risk being exposed legally.

I don't work with psychics.

And also, the Mayor is on board.

Says she's had some success with other squads.

Fine. You talk to her. It's your case.

Yeah.

But she's in your office.

Hi. Hi. Thanks.

I'm Chief Girardi,

But you probably already know that.

Gee, I've never heard that one before.

I didn't mean it quite that way.

But since we're on the subject,

I'm not on board with this.

I'm being forced into this by my superiors.

My name is Charlotte Bloom,

since you neglected to ask, and here again,

I'm shocked to find a cop who's skeptical about my profession.

Well, now that we're in this,

we might as well make it work.

How does it work?

Well, you could start

by getting me up-to-date on the file.

And no, I don't know what's in it.

Tell your brother to stop with the aftershave.

First, he has nothing to shave.

Second, it smells like pickled eggs.

And third, he sits behind me and I'm allergic.

I have, like, one working sinus left.

Why don't you do it yourself?

Take care of it, will you?

Oh, my God.

You know her?

Not really. I'm in her AP Chemistry class.

You're in AP Chem?

I thought your brother was the geek.

Well, he is. It's just that I was forced...

Chess?

Hmm. It's not mine.

Give it to me.

Whoa. So is it true?

What?

She's a big lesbo?

Grace? I have no idea. I don't even know her.

Well, there's a big pool going in gym class.

So can you, like, find out?

What, like, ask her?

No. You give her the fingernail test.

What? Ask her to look at them.

Not gay, gay.

That test is so unreliable.

You just start talking about, you know,

some hot guy and see how she reacts.

Dax Hibbing.

Ooh! Ooh!

Wait, wait. What is that?

Dax Hibbing.

The captain of the wrestling team?

Anybody who doesn't get him is definitely gay.

I don't know who he is.

But, I mean, if I knew him, I'd totally get him.

So you'll find out.

Is it anybody's business?

Okay. Chill.

They like, protect each other.

It's another sign.

Like shoes.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)

(SIGHS)

(WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON PA)

Helen, good to see you.

But Kevin's not due for a while. Everything all right?

Fine.

Oh, yeah, that's convincing.

You want some coffee?

No, thank you.

I probably could've just talked to you on the phone.

What's wrong?

Nothing really.

It's just the other night,

Kevin had this dream about his legs.

Not uncommon.

Right. I know.

But when he woke up,

they were hurting.

Neuropathic pain, yes.

This is all pretty textbook.

I know, but this one thing,

it's never come up.

After the accident,

after all the tests had come back,

Dr. Slater told us that Kevin would be paralyzed

from the waist down

because of the spinal cord injury.

He said it's the saddest thing in the world

to tell someone their son won't walk again.

There's no good way to say it.

And I remember thinking he didn't actually say

Kevin will never walk again.

Helen, Kevin's back was broken in three places.

When the vertebrae collapsed,

the nerves were damaged, the cord itself was compressed.

The circulation was denied to that area,

which rendered that part of his spinal cord essentially dead.

He will never walk again.

Ever.

I guess I just needed to hear it.

I understand.

Thank you.

Essentially.

You said "essentially dead."

You want a number, don't you?

I strongly advise against it.

Two percent chance that he'll walk again.

Thank you.

LISCHAK: Now remember, you need to be recording

which are the cations and which are the anions.

Do you smell that?

It's like essence of pimp.

Yeah, it's pretty bad.

It's really... girlie.

It's hard to believe he's straight.

Hard to believe and hard to care.

JOAN: You know, I know he's not really your type.

I know he isn't mine.

If he weren't my brother.

I'm more into the athlete type.

You know, that's my thing.

Um, football players, wrestlers.

Abs, big forearms.

Small cerebral cortex.

Wrestlers?

Mmm-hmm.

Like Dax Hibbing.

Wow.

Calm down. Breathe in bags.

What, you don't get him?

(THUD) Ladies, are we discussing ions?

No, wrestlers, but we're done.

Wrestlers? Mind your own business.

It's like he vanished.

They're at the park, he's playing in the sandbox,

his mother goes to get a lemonade from the truck,

turns around, and he's gone.

Nobody saw anything.

Witness statements were all over the place.

We're still in the process of following up.

That wasn't a question.

Oh. My mistake.

I'd like to go to the scene of the crime.

It would be helpful to have something

that belonged to the boy.

It would be helpful if the parents could be there.

I don't think that's a good idea.

They've been over the area with us a dozen times.

The parents' energy is very conducive to the process.

It's wrong to put the Reinnemans through that again.

Chief, how about we let them make the call?

(POP SONG PLAYING)

What are you doing? You can't be here.

Hmm, and yet I am.

Walk with me.

No. People are gonna see me.

Yes, they will.

That optic nerve was an inspired idea, wasn't it?

I meant that they'll see you.

Yeah, I've noticed that this look turns a lot of heads.

It's called being hot.

Hmm. You didn't read the book, did you?

Oh, like you don't know.

Cain, where's your brother?

Hmm, very passive aggressive.

(BOYS CHATTERING)

Some of it.

I couldn't really follow it.

I'm not that bright, you know.

My brother would be much better for this,

if I could recommend someone to take my place.

Ah, Joan, it would've been so much easier if you'd just read the book.

Now I'm gonna have to send you to the basement.

You mean, like, Hell?

No, I mean, like, the basement.

There's one in the school.

Check it out.

Are you looking for the chess club?

(SIGHS)

I suppose.

Oh. Well, please, please.

We could always use another woodpusher.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, can I sit with you guys?

I don't know.

Is it anybody's business?

Look, I tried, okay? But I got nothing.

The girl's not talking.

Okay. Whatever.

(STUDENTS CHATTERING)

Joan Girardi?

Do you know me? I'm Lynnie Carmichael.

Uh, guess I do now.

I'm going to cut you off at the knees.

I will rip your hair out,

one root at a time.

Ow. Seems like we just met.

You do not mess with my boyfriend.

Okay. Um, who is he, so I know not to mess with him?

Nice try. Consider yourself warned.

Who is her boyfriend?

Dax Hibbing.

You hit on Dax Hibbing?

I don't know Dax Hibbing.

Are you insane? They are such a unit.

You can't get in there.

I don't know Dax Hibbing.

You're either a complete freak

or my hero.

Your tax dollars, ladies and gentlemen,

paying for this sideshow.

DAGHLIAN: Why does it bug you so much? It's just an exercise.

Because she's wasting our time

and she's exploiting those people's pain.

He's alive! Charlotte says he's alive!

Really? But we don't have much time.

She got the image of a car. Tell them.

Yeah. It's a white car, it's small, it's beat up.

I got two numbers in the license plate, a 2 and a 4.

You might want to write that down.

You didn't happen to zone in on an address?

No. It doesn't work that way.

It was a man, she said.

And he used a puppy to get Eric to come to him.

Tell him about the barn. WILL: Barn?

Uh, it was just a flash.

It's red, it's in the country.

Red barn in the country.

And there's a farm and hay.

That would fit with the barn.

Can I speak with you for a moment?

Alone?

What is your problem, huh?

Well, I'm glad you asked.

My problem is every minute we're spending here

is a minute we're not spending in a constructive process

which might actually yield results.

Do you have a better idea?

Yes, I do.

Let's go back to the station where we do these whacky procedures,

like follow-up on witnesses and evidence and wade through about a hundred calls a day

on the tip hotline.

And if any of those tips are good,

we bring the person in and interview him.

We've actually found missing kids this way.

You haven't found this one.

Are we done here?

Mmm-hmm.

Hey. Thanks a lot.

Mmm, you're welcome?

However, I'm picking up a lack of sincerity.

You know what? That's a nice act,

pretending you're all disenfranchised

and oh, so not a part of the high school antics.

Look, I just wanted you to get your brother to nix the aftershave.

Forget I mentioned it.

You told everybody that I was in love with Dax Hibbing

just because I said his name in passing!

I don't even know the guy.

Now his girlfriend is threatening to rip my hair out.

This may come as a shock to you,

but you and your sexual fantasies

do not take up any space in my brain.

Whatever,

just stop spreading rumors about me.

Did she say... Yeah.

Hey, Streaky! I don't think about you one way or another.

But while we're on the subject

of puerile high school behavior,

you think I'm not on to your stupid sexual preference quiz?

I didn't take the Dax Hibbing bait,

so that means that I'm singing in the other choir.

The only thing more obvious than that is a fingernail test.

My sexuality is my business!

"Finally, we learn from chess the greatest maxim in life...

"that even when everything seems to be going badly for us,

"we should not lose heart,

"but steadfastly continue searching

"for the solution to our problems."

Who said that?

Benjamin Franklin.

Interesting.

Fianchetto.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Yeah, like I'm falling for that.

The horse can jump people, right?

That's funny.

How's it going?

She's bold.

Kudos for the Dresden variation.

But I'm about to take her Queen.

Which one is the Queen, this one?

Oh, yeah, you're psyching me out.

Can I do that?

Whoa!

I should've seen that.

I should've seen it.

In six moves, by a girl.

What happened? Did I win?

Who do you study with?

Um...

I don't study.

I tried to read a book.

Where have you been, Ms. Girardi?

Mozart?

(SCOFFS)

Tip hotline.

It's not sexy work, but somebody has to do it.

Can we talk? I mean, off the record?

I'm not a reporter.

When I was 29,

I was in a car accident, and I died.

No. I don't remember a tunnel.

I didn't see any dead loved ones,

no angels, nothing like that.

It's just that when I woke up,

everything was different. I was different.

I asked a doctor, and he said that this was

not uncommon among near-death survivors.

And then, shortly after that, I began having dreams

that came true.

And weird visions.

It was like I... I could hear people's thoughts.

I don't know the why of it,

but I made a decision that as long as I had this bizarre ability,

I might as well use it to help people.

And get paid for it.

Help people for a price.

Yeah. Like you.

Is it because of the tragedy?

I mean, that this makes you so angry and unwilling?

You've had a tragedy.

Who hasn't?

Chief, your family's here.

Excuse me. It's restaurant night.

Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.

Not a problem. I was winding down.

Hey, slugger, how'd the job search go?

Well, the dry cleaners really seemed to recognize my particular talent,

but I don't want to get my hopes up.

This is Ms. Bloom. She's working with us on a case. My family.

Hi. I'm Helen.

Charlotte. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

This is Kevin, Luke, and Joan.

Dad, can I put a word in for sushi?

(OVERLAPPING PROTESTS)

WILL: We're going for spaghetti. End of discussion.

Oh, I forgot my pager. Excuse me.

So, are you a detective?

No. Actually, I'm a psychic.

A psychic? Wow. That's interesting.

Your daughter has a very special connection to the universe.

No, I don't.

No, it's true. She is from another planet.

It was nice to meet you. You have a lovely family.

Nice to meet you.

What did she say to you?

Nothing.

Don't tell me "nothing."

It was nothing, Dad. Let's go. I'm starving.

Thank you, Bob.

Hi. I don't know if you remember me.

Yes.

Good. I'm late for work. I just have a quick question.

I actually have a parish, you know, and an office,

and an assistant.

I'm sure, but this'll just take a second.

The question of suffering goes all the way back to the fall from grace.

There isn't a parking lot version.

No. This is a whole other subject.

This is about miracles.

Oh, no.

Okay. Is it wrong to pray for them,

personal miracles, I mean.

Not world peace or save the planet... nothing altruistic,

just plain old, shopping list, God as Santa,

give-me-this-one-thing and-I-will-stop-smoking kind of thing.

Well, I think you should stop smoking for your own sake.

No. I don't smoke.

This would go much better at my office.

I promise. You could sit down with me, we could have tea.

It's just... I was raised Catholic and I was taught

you don't ask God for specific things but,

there is this one miracle I would really, really like to have.

It's like something you see in a store

and you can't stop thinking about it,

and you start to believe it already belongs to you,

and it's just misplaced.

But it is wrong?

Can it actually do harm to pray for something you want?

I think prayer can never hurt,

as long as you understand you might not recognize the answer right away.

Most miracles occur in hindsight.

Why don't I ever feel better after I talk to you?

I don't know.

DAGHLIAN: You gotta admit, it's weird.

We drive around 15 minutes, and there's a barn.

WILL: And Madame Blavatsky gets a hit.

What are the odds?

Yeah, and it is red, too, so...

You know as well as I do that the longer this takes,

the more likely it is that we're looking for a body.

WOMAN: Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

What happened?

No, it's good. Everything's fine.

Look! Look what she found!

Is that your son's toy, Mrs. Reinneman?

Yes. Yes, it's Toby! He calls him Toby!

He calls him Toby.

You got an evidence bag?

Yeah. In the trunk.

I'm gonna call for a unit.

Chief, you should get your guys to comb the area.

Is that how it's done?

Oh, God.

Hey, come here a minute.

I'm gonna be late for class.

This'll be quick. Give me your phone number. I'll call you tonight.

Who are you?

Look, don't let Lynnie scare you.

It's good for her to be jealous.

It keeps her on her toes.

Oh, you're Dax.

Too late to play it cool. It's all over town.

Ms. Girardi, your presence is requested in my office.

Mr. Hibbing, yours will be, too, if you miss the bell.

JOAN: Oh, okay. Hi.

Um... I didn't do it.

You're not in trouble, Joan.

I'm not?

Mr. Poplin just gave us the exciting news,

and I have a proposition for you.

Sit down.

Joan, I have to admit,

I was concerned when you wanted to take AP Chem,

but recent events prove you have some scientific talent

of which only you were aware,

and we're happy you're finding a way to express it.

What are you talking about?

Your abilities in the game of chess border on genius.

HELEN: Why didn't you tell anyone?

Did Luke teach you?

Nobody taught me. It was an accident.

You beat our highest-ranked player in six moves.

I didn't mean to!

Joan, that's incredible!

We want you to represent the school in a regional chess tournament.

Now, I know it's only a few months away,

so you're gonna have to put in some extra time after school.

Whoa! Whoa. Listen.

I don't know how to play chess.

(LAUGHING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Yes, sir, we're doing everything we can.

I've got SID here. I've got SWAT on standby.

I'm trying to keep the press at bay, but that won't last long.

Um... I'll get back to you, Mr. Mayor.

What is it, Mr. Reinneman?

I don't know how to say this.

Just tell me.

That's not Toby.

I just found Toby in the trunk of my car.

I've never seen that toy before.

I don't think it's his.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Hi. Um... I'm here for the chess club.

They all went home. I'll be working with you today.

Okay. Um... Well...

Before anything happens, I should just let you know up front,

that I don't know how to play chess.

Well, that's fairly obvious.

(SIGHING) God.

You know, I'm actually... (CHUCKLES) For once,

very glad to see you.

And why is that, Joan?

Because my life is completely unraveling. (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

I'm up to my eyeballs

in the drama of the high school mating ritual,

and now, thanks to you, I've been mistaken

as the school chess champion.

How did this happen to me?

Which part?

How did I beat that kid at chess?

He was using logic. You weren't.

It's impossible to guard against chaos.

It's rare, but it happens.

Black's move.

I don't want to.

I don't know how to play this game.

And yet, you played a game.

Because I'm forced to.

Forced to? Your friends make a suggestion,

which you follow up on,

and then you're surprised at the outcome.

It's a causal universe.

Move.

I'm being punished because I made

a tiny little effort to fit in?

It's not about punishment.

It's that actions have consequences.

And to be in denial of that is to be disengaged from the laws of the universe

which renders you powerless

and vulnerable to an inordinate amount of pain.

Other than that, it's no big deal.

Move.

No. No?

It's a rule called touch-move.

Once you touch a piece, you have to move that piece.

I'm not allowed to change my mind?

What kind of universe is that?

Oh, you can change your mind,

but you still have to play that piece.

So you should think before you move.

Wait a minute.

This is a metaphor.

Yeah. I looked up "metaphor"

and that's definitely an example.

Yeah... okay.

I took the bait

so now I'm in the game.

How do I get out?

There are many ways to get out.

Surrender is one, losing is another.

Winning. Cheating, which I don't recommend,

but you have to do something.

You have to have a strategy.

See, the number one rule of chess is this,

whatever you do,

don't play the other person's game.

Play your own.

Your move.

so I can look extra handsome

for my job interview at Wiener World?

Joan? What?

(SIGHING)

Don't scare the cripple.

My fight or flight impulse is very confused.

What were you doing?

I was imagining I was in a coma.

(LAUGHS)

It's not so bad.

I hate school. I have no friends.

Can't fit in. I don't know who I like,

I'm miserable, and I've got this... this zit in my ear. Ow!

Yeah. I didn't need to know that last part,

But... (CLEARS THROAT) I have to concur. High school sucks.

(LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY) It didn't suck for you.

You were, like, the star.

So, I was in the "in" crowd.

I just got to see the jerks closer up.

Why do you think I spent so much time playing sports?

I didn't like that social thing so much.

Those people were mean. It was boring.

I wanted to play my own game.

Oh, my God. Somebody just said that to me yesterday

about chess.

Well, it's the basic rule of any sport.

Otherwise, you're always on the defensive posture.

You're always reacting to the other guy.

(DOG BARKING)

You really weren't happy in high school?

I mean, you really felt like a reject sometimes?

Yeah. Everybody does.

Even the ones who claim they don't.

Hey... you.

You are going to find some people

who totally get what a non-repulsive, sub-defective you are.

Just trust in yourself a little bit.

You'll figure it out.

And if you need me to roll over anybody...

(WHISPERS) let me know.

Sub-defective.

You're up early.

So are you.

Well, this damn psychic woman.

You know how much it cost the city in dollars and man hours

combing the countryside because she found a 10-year-old toy in a barn?

Well, you have to admit, it was an interesting coincidence.

Coincidences aren't interesting. They're common.

They happen to the average person ten times a day,

but nobody puts the SWAT team on alert.

Okay, well, I'm not the bad guy.

I'm sorry.

Will, it's nothing. It's...

Holistic healing? Chakra energy?

Lourdes?

I'm not taking him to Lourdes.

I was just curious about alternative medicine.

No.

What do you mean, "no"?

You can't do this.

You can't let yourself go down this path of magical thinking, Helen.

I am just contemplating all the possibilities.

What harm can that do?

Plenty. You think this is good for Kevin,

dragging him around to quacks

instead of letting him get on with his life the way it is?

He's driving now. He's looking for a job.

This is what we wanted, what you wanted.

I'm not looking for magic. It's more like...

What? Miracles?

I was raised to believe in them.

So was I. I was an altar boy, for God's sake.

And then I grew up.

Well, I will tell you something, Will.

I was happier when I believed it.

Helen... our boy is paralyzed.

His spine is irreparably damaged.

There are no miracles. There is no magic.

God is not coming down to fix it,

and nothing is going to change.

Please, don't leave me alone knowing that.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Sorry.

No. It's okay. Are you hungry?

I'll make you some breakfast.

No.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I've got something from the tip line,

one of the guys you flagged. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. I brought him in for questioning,

and I like his story. You want to hear it?

I don't know. Sounds awfully scientific.

Hey, I wasn't on board for the psychic stuff.

I just, you know, wanted to be open.

The lady that lives next door to me has always been weird.

Keeps to herself, doesn't seem to have a job.

I think she lives on disability.

One day, I see her walking around with a little kid.

She says it's an orphaned nephew she's adopting.

Can you describe the child?

That's the thing. A few days later,

I see a picture of the missing kid on television.

Looked a lot like the little boy.

Yeah. I think that's him.

LUKE: They've always had fights. It's no big deal.

JOAN: This was different.

They... they were fighting about God.

They always have... since forever.

I mean, Mom wanted to get married in the church, and Dad didn't.

Blah blah blah. You know, God and money.

it's basically what adults fight about.

We need to talk.

About what?

Your behavior.

It's so not cool.

Flirting with Dax in the hall for everyone to see.

Lynnie cried all through world geography.

Stealing someone's boyfriend does not look good on the social resume.

I did not flirt with him.

He came up to me.

You know what?

Bite me.

Oh. That's charming.

Can you just leave my sister alone?

Back off, pinhead.

Hey, that's Mr. Pinhead to you!

You know what? I don't care about Dax Hibbing

or Lynnie Carmichael or my social resume

or who's gay or who's not.

I can't spend my time on this planet

worrying about that stuff.

There's other things to do.

Like what? Chemistry and chess?

Yeah. Like that.

Those guys may be nerds,

but at least they know what they're here for.

You called me a nerd.

It was a metaphor.

Yes. I've been reading about that little boy.

It's very sad.

Tea? Coffee? Anything?

No. Thank you.

That's Pearl.

(GROWLING)

She's very friendly.

(YELPS)

The thing is, some of your neighbors reported

seeing the little boy in this apartment building.

We were wondering if you knew anything about that.

No. I'm afraid I don't.

I understand you have a son or nephew?

No. I live alone.

Hmm.

Because your neighbors were pretty certain

about a little boy living here.

I baby-sit some of the children in the neighborhood

for extra money.

Oh. Well, that's probably it.

Do you mind if we have a look around while we're here?

Yes, I do mind.

I don't mean to be rude, but I know you need a warrant for that.

That's true.

We could get one and come back.

Yeah. Yeah. Why don't we do that?

Do you mind if I use your bathroom before...

No. You can't use the bathroom.

You can't look around. You can leave me alone.

Put the knife down!

This is harassment! You can't just come in here

and harass me! Put it down!

I know my rights! You need a warrant!

What? You gonna shoot me?

You just pulled a knife on the Chief of Police.

Definitely a shootable offense. Put it down.

(DOG BARKING)

(GROWLING)

(RATTLES)

Where's the key to this door?

Up my ass.

DAGHLIAN: Nice.

(CRASH)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You gonna eat all that?

Uh... No. Do you want some?

What is it?

Uh... salami and stuff. My dad's Italian.

To him, a sandwich is like an opera.

Look, Grace, I'm really sorry...

Yeah. The taking of the sandwich

is a symbolic act designed to avoid direct confrontation.

Don't blow it.

Okay.

WILL: So Daghlian says to me,

the woman had a white car.

The psychic gets every other detail wrong,

and I'm supposed to be impressed because she had a white car.

She didn't get anything else right?

Well, there was a dog.

Well, that's something.

She said, "A man with a puppy."

And can I remind everyone

there was no barn involved at all.

Don't fight. WILL: I'm not fighting.

I'm just saying, after wasting all this time with her,

in the end, we wound up finding this kid through standard police work.

It's a miracle you found him alive.

I don't mean a miracle.

Can I interrupt this moment of family tension to say

that I will not be representing the school in the chess tournament?

Was that ever a possibility?

There was a brief moment of insanity.

Joan, that is such an honor. Why would you turn that down?

Because I don't know how to play chess!

(BOYS CHUCKLE)

I keep telling everybody that, but no one believes it!

I believe it. Thank you.

I... I don't understand it.

It's just strategy and a little bit of living in the future.

Please. No more talk about the future.

That's how it works, Dad.

I mean, you see four moves ahead, it's empirical.

You see five moves ahead, it's still grounded in science. I mean,

who knows where the demarcation is?

Now, if you see 12 moves ahead,

maybe you're crossing over into psychic phenomenon.

And maybe that's what a psychic does.

She just reads the board of life better than we do.

There are a million people who own white cars and dogs.

She said I'd dance at my wedding.

(CLOCK TICKING)

That's what she told me.

Then again, she said Joan

has a special connection to the universe,

so go figure.

(GOD IN THE NUMBERS PLAYING)

♪ Sometimes you hold the world

♪ In your hands

♪ Sometimes the world

♪ It baffles you with plans

♪ I saw God in the numbers

♪ I saw God in the numbers

♪ I saw God in the numbers

♪ I saw God in the numbers♪