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Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You never called
last weekend.

I'm sorry, Lily.

Is it because
I didn't ask you
up the other night?

Something came up.

Uh-huh.

My daughter Abby
got suspended
from school again.

Oh.

We've decided to go
to counseling,
starting this morning,

you know, try to figure out
a way to keep from
killing each other. I...

Hmm.
...prepared some notes.

How thorough.
Mmm.

Look out.
Comin' through.

Hey, save me a glazed.

Somebody sent us donuts.

Who sent donuts?
No one sends us anything.

Well, you know,
that hit and run
yesterday?

They're from his wife.
He owned a donut shop.

Just what I need,
something fattening

and sugary
on an empty stomach.

This has been
the morning from hell.

My car wouldn't start.
I had to take a taxi here.

I think I'm getting
a sore throat.

How did we do last night?

Seventeen.
Seventeen?

Seventeen.
Mmm-hmm.

It's a new record,
actually.

I mean, not including
the major catastrophes,
of course.

It's the planets.
Hey, I heard there's donuts.

What about 'em?

I'm hungry.
She's talking
about the planets.

Oh, you haven't heard?
Heard what?

The Saturn Effect.
Next 48 hours.

And don't say
I didn't warn you.

It's a load of rubbish,
if you ask me.

It's a merchandising ploy
to sell T-shirts,
nothing more.

Ooh, do I smell donuts?

MAN: Yo, one over here.

You know, it happens
to be true.

What's true?

ALL: The Saturn Effect.

Oh, that. Some kind of weird
alignment of the stars.

BOTH: Planets.

Right. Supposed to cause
all kind of freaky events.

Exactly. Could pull
the entire earth off its axis,

'causing heretofore
unimaginable events to occur.

That sounds like
my morning so far.

Who wants coffee, huh?

(ALL CALLING)

Whoa, whoa.
Hey, what is this,
a Marx Brothers movie?

Free donuts.
Sweet.

Hey, Jordan?
Yeah.

Did you ever hear
of the Saturn Effect?

Oh, yeah, Bug gave me
an article on that.

I was thinking of
using it as toilet paper.

You see that?
Our resident
conspiracy theorist

even isn't buying it.

I find it best not
to believe in anything

I can't touch, see,
hear or taste.

In that case,
I believe in jelly donuts.
Oh, hear, hear.

Dr. Cavanaugh?
Dr. Cavanaugh?
Yeah?

We've got a decedent
at a Catholic church
over on Langham Avenue.

Perhaps some sort
of divine retribution
for the nonbeliever.

Yeah, see you.

So, where's the decedent?

(GOSPEL MUSIC PLAYING)

He just showed up
at the back door
a couple of weeks ago.

He was wearing
nothing but rags.

Spoke only a little English,
but oddly enough,

he was fluent in Latin.

Said he'd come
to rebuild the church.

Well, he didn't seem drunk
or mentally disturbed,

and since the church
has fallen into
some disrepair lately,

I thought he could
do some work in exchange

for letting him stay
in the storeroom.

Any idea how these
wounds got here?

The stigmata is
a sign of intense empathy

for the suffering of Christ.

Well, I'm sure
there's some kind

of medical
explanation for it.

Anyone else have access
to the church?

No, it's become
a rough neighborhood,

so I lock up at night.

The back door was still
locked from the inside

when I got here.

He predicted
his own death.

I'm sorry? Did he say how?

No, but he told me
he thought
it would be soon.

I see. Did you ever
find out who he was?

No. Not his
real identity.

Meaning what, exactly?

Well, I did ask him
once, and he told me

he was Saint Francis

and he'd be back
after his resurrection.

Well, then, I guess
that explains everything.

(WHISTLES)

One second, all right?

Tell him I need
this by 9:00.

Hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing?

Snooze, you lose, pal.

No, no. This is my cab.

What can I say?

Sometimes the universe
conspires against us.

Cambridge, go!

Son of...

Son of a bitch.

Come on, you're not
in the least bit fascinated?

I'm just saying
I don't think a few planets

lining up millions
of miles away

can make things
all strange here on Earth.

Are you willing to place
a friendly wager on that?

Twenty bucks, nothing bizarre
happens in the next 48 hours.

(SCOFFING)
You're on.

Walter Aaron Gulick.

They think it was
a heart attack,

but since he died on stage...

An actor, huh?

Not exactly,

but he was definitely
one of the oldest
of his profession.

Long live the King.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Done.

Please tell me
this isn't a dream.

Nope. He's real,
all right.

(CHUCKLING)

(IMITATING ELVIS PRESLEY)
Thank you.
Thank you very much.

So, this idiot steals
the cab right out
from under me.

Took me half an hour
to go 17 blocks
on the bus.

Maybe we should
try to stick
to the topic at hand.

No, no, this is
the topic at hand.

That's my point, exactly.

You know, my daughter
is growing up in a world

where no one takes
responsibility

for their actions anymore.

(GROANING)

He's been telling me this
since I was five years old.

I'm just trying
to give you the tools
to have a successful life,

get into a good college
and learn some responsibility.

And how am I supposed to
be responsible

when you don't trust me?

I mean, he wouldn't even
let me have a dog

when I was a kid.

Trust is something
you earn, Abby.

Well, you never
gave me the chance.

Like I'm watching you
24 hours a day?

Well, that's just it,
isn't it?

You were never there.

In case you haven't noticed,
your mother and I
are divorced.

You weren't even there
when you were there.

JORDAN: Subject's teeth show
irregular signs of wear,

possibly from a diet
consisting of raw foods.

No fillings.

Looks like no sign of any
dental work whatsoever.

Tell me you're having
a better day than I am.

I don't know about better,
but I can guarantee you

it's weirder.

When was the last time
you did an autopsy on a saint?

Did one on
a New England Patriot.

Does that count?

Well, this guy here
claims that he was
Saint Francis.

As in "of Assisi"?

The one and only.

And I gotta tell you,
this one's got me
completely baffled.

He died standing up,
like a statue.

Arms outstretched, like...

Like Saint Francis.

Freakiest thing
I've ever seen.

You know, I once heard
about a guy dying
standing up.

I think it involved
a lightning strike.

You know, it's funny
you should say that.

The inside of the church
was dim, but his eyes
are fixed and constricted

as though his last image

was of some kind
of blinding light.

And these wounds
on his hands and his feet,

I ran the coordinates
through the computer.

These wounds were made
from the inside out,

like some kind of tumor.

Just not like any kind
of tumor I've ever seen.

Remember what Bug was
saying about the planets?

I don't know why.
He's just been...

So, how did your
therapy session go?

The shrink says
I'm supposed to take
a leap of faith.

More like a leap
into oblivion.

Oh, it's that bad, huh?
She hates me.

No, she doesn't hate you,
Garret. That is ridiculous.

Okay, maybe she does,
but it's not gonna
last forever.

When did this man come in?

About a half an hour
ago, why?

What happened to him?

Oh, he was
in a car accident

just a couple of blocks
from here.

He was in a taxi.
It was kind of
a freak thing.

The driver walked away
without a scratch.

MACY: Sometimes the universe
conspires against us.

What?

That should have been me.

MAX: Great clam sauce.
JORDAN: Mmm.

It's the lemon zest
and the pancetta.

I'm thinking of moving
to Florida.

(COUGHING)

What?

Why not?
It's great weather.

I can play golf
all year round.

You don't play golf,
and you hate hot weather.

So I'm supposed to stay here
for the rest of my life?

I gotta do somethin'.
I'm stagnating.

Well, do something here.

You've got plenty
of interests.

Name one.

Let me show you an article
in this travel magazine I got.

Check out the pictures.

Yeah, I don't want
to see any picture...

(PHONE RINGING)

Cavanaugh residence.

Yeah, sure, 11:15 tomorrow.
I'll tell him.

Okay, thanks.

That was your
doctor's service calling.

Really? What'd they want?

Just confirming
your appointment

with the oncologist tomorrow.

Oh, yeah, right. That.

Dad, why are you seeing
a cancer doctor?

Small spot, that's all.
They took some tests

and I'm sure
it's no big deal.

(PAGER BEEPING)

I can't believe
you'd be so calm
about something like this.

Don't worry about it,
Jordan. I'll be fine.

(SIGHING)

911 at the office.
You know, whatever it is,

they can handle it without me.

No, go, go.

Dad, I'm worried
about you!

I know. That's why
I want you to go.

JORDAN: What do you mean,
he's gone?

See for yourself.

Are you sure we're talking
about the same guy?

Long hair, scraggly beard.

He had open wounds
on his hands and his feet?

I don't know
what to tell you,
Dr. Cavanaugh.

No one's come in
and out of here.

Front doors were locked.

Well, he didn't just
get up and walk out.

I don't know.
Might be the only explanation.

(GOSPEL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHING)

(GRUMBLES)

I thought we would
go over these
lab results together

so that I could explain to you
exactly what we're looking at.

No. Wait.

I don't want to know.
Not just yet.

Mr. Cavanaugh,
it's perfectly normal
to have anxiety

about this sort of a thing.

I've been doing
a lot of thinking, Doc.

Now, see, there's something
I've always wanted to do,

but I never had the guts to.

And I think now I do,
but if I know what's
in that envelope,

good news or bad,

I'll never do it.
So what I want you to do

is take those
and put 'em back
in the envelope.

I'll look at 'em
when I'm good and ready.

Looks like Saint Francis
just upped and walked out
of here, simple as that.

He didn't just walk out.
He's dead.

Or was dead.

But he walked out.

He didn't walk out.

Well, then how do you
explain his rather
obvious absence?

Someone must have
walked him out.

TREY: How'd they get in?

Crypt door was locked,
all exits are alarmed

and Charlie was on duty
all night.

These footsteps
are completely irregular.

You can't really apply
math to resurrection.

And it still doesn't
explain how the "culprit"

got into the crypt.

Someone snuck in here
during business hours

and hid out until closing.

Hid where?

(SIGHING)

Okay, only two drawers
were unoccupied last night.

Uh, 22 and 14.

Well, we should dust
for prints.

Actually, boys, I don't think
that'll be necessary.

Whoever was in this one
was wearing shoes.

Grassy residue and some dirt.

NIGEL: Now, the dirt
was unreliable.

JORDAN: As dirt is wont to be.

NIGEL: All I know is
that the earth is not
the diatomaceous earth

that's prevalent in Boston.

But...
Hmm.

...see these spores here?

Notice how the nuclei
are rounded and bifurcated?

Any guesses what
we're looking at?

Look, if you want
to play 20 questions,

I'll save us both some time.

The answer to all of them
is, "I don't know."

Well, you're no fun.

They're shrooms.
But not just any mushroom.

They're Boletus edulis,

a subspecies
of Boletus pinicola,

the common porcini.

Now, ask me what's
so special about them.

Aside from the fact
I gotta pay 34.95
a pound for them?

They're found only
in the Umbrian region
of Italy,

specifically in and
around the town of...

Assisi.

Unbelievable.

Thanks, Nige.

Hey.
Hey.

All right, so you're
an Elvis fan, huh?

My smooth manner,
my sense of rhythm,
my sneer,

all masterfully copied
from the King himself.

Yeah, okay, okay.

Then you might want
to take a look at this.

I sent away for
our Elvis impersonator's
records.

Oh, my God.

This can't be.

Dr. Macy, Dr. Macy.

You are never
gonna believe this.

That guy that was killed
in the cab yesterday,
guess who he was.

I don't know, who?
Guess.

Lily, I...

He was some super genius
astronomer physicist guy

from MIT.

I looked him up
on the Web.

Now, do you want to hear
the really weird part?

I'm not sure.

That stuff that Bug was
talking about yesterday,

the Saturn Effect?

Yeah?
He was the one
that came up with that.

That was his theory.
How freaky is that?

He and some other physicists
spent years working

on something called
the Chaos Theory,

which basically says
there are no random events

in the universe.

Like a butterfly flaps
its wings in Indonesia,

and boom, a piano falls
on someone in Brooklyn.

It's all connected.

MAN 1: All right,
so do the best you can.
MAN 2: I'm trying to.

MAN 1: All right.

Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

It...

It's been, like, 14 years
since my last confession.

I don't even know
where to start.

Just speak from your heart.

I've had some impure thoughts

about you, mostly.

I can make you forget
that collar, Paul.

That was a long time ago,
Jordan. We were
in high school.

Well, I know it's
a little pathetic and all,

you being committed, but...

What the hell, you can't blame
a girl for trying, right?

(SIGHS NERVOUSLY)

I'm just yankin'
your chain, Paul.

(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

Oh, God. I hate it
when you do that.

No, I've never seen him
at the shelter.

Saint Elegis, huh?
It's a beautiful church.

Shame what happened
in the neighborhood.

They're lucky if they get
a dozen people for mass.

So I take it you've ruled
out the possibility
of resurrection.

Figured we'd explore
alien abduction first.

Still a true believer,
I see.

Yeah, well, God threw
a few roadblocks in my way.

Didn't help when He stole
my first love from me.

I do think about you, Paul.

I think about you,
too, Jordan.

So how's
your dad doing?

Oh, I'm not sure.

He's going through
some kind of
a health scare right now.

He left a weird message
on the machine.

I'm seeing him tonight.

He told me to meet him
at some bar at 9:00 sharp.

Have you said
some prayers for him?

I can help you
with that if you like.

Thanks, but you know how
I am about that kind of stuff.

So, you have no idea
how to find this guy, huh?

No, and the only clue
we have is that
whoever took him

left residue from
a mushroom found only in
the Umbrian region of Italy.

I don't even know
where to start looking.

Botanical Gardens.

Shelter has
a work program there.

They have an exhibit
called Saint Francis Meadow,

all indigenous plants
from the town of Assisi.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

At least he died doing
what he loved,

what he was born to do.

Yeah. Well,
speaking of which,

there was something
that we wanted
to ask you about.

What is it?

Your husband had
the same birthday as...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Elvis Presley.

Really?

The same year, the same day,
the same hour, the same town.

Tupelo.
Tupelo, Mississippi.

I mean, what are
the chances of that?

So we were just very curious
about the coincidence.

Please don't tell anyone.

Please?

He couldn't take it anymore.

The pills, the binging,
the hangers-on.

So he staged his own death.

He escaped to Hawaii,
and he got
plastic surgery there

so no one
would recognize him.

Then he moved
to Framingham in 1983.

We met in a bowling league.

Sweet Nancy.

He just wanted
to be normal.

We had a good life.

He sold Amway products,

he bowled every
Thursday night.

I put him on a diet.

Then he started
missing performing.

But when he tried
to get back in the game,

no one would believe him
because he didn't look
like himself.

So he did the only thing
he could do.

He became
an Elvis impersonator.

I mean, who better, right?

Great. Whoever heard of
a botanical garden closing?

Twenty minutes ago.
If you had taken
Tremont like I told you...

Hey, I didn't hear you
offering to drive.

Maybe because
I don't own a car.

Could have gotten here
faster on my bicycle.

Come on, let's go.
Come on.

Think I'm gonna let
a locked gate keep me out?

That's called breaking
and entering, Jordan.

Come on, collar boy.

I'm not climbing the fence.

Well, you got
a better idea?

Lock picks?

What?
Well, you want to explain?

Explain what?

Every time someone
breaks into the shelter
the city changes the locks.

I just... I'm tired
of getting new keys
all the time.

(GOSPEL MUSIC PLAYING)

What are you doing here
so late?

I was gonna run
our Elvis impersonator's
fingerprints through VICAP,

but he doesn't have any.

On file?

No, period. They've been
surgically removed somehow.

Wow. Why would he do that?

Well, obviously
to obscure his identity.

I'm sending a DNA sample
over to the FBI.

My mate Bernie
there'll rush it for me.

We'll get to the bottom
of this nonsense.

You didn't really believe
all that stuff his wife
was saying, did you?

The linchpin of my entire
belief system is based
upon the fact

that Elvis Presley died
August 16, 1977.

You're all shook up
about this, aren't you?

My mum loved Elvis.
More than she loved anyone,

including me.

She got ill when I was 10.

Towards the end of her life,

I truly believe it was Elvis
who was keeping her alive.

When he died,

she just

gave up.

Passed away two days later.

So if he didn't die
24 years ago,

there's no telling how long
me mum would have lived.

(SNIFFLES)

I gotta pee.

Jordan, you can't tell me
you don't find this thing

a little incredible.

The stigmata,
the resurrection.

I do, yeah. And I also
find it explainable.

By what, science?

Look, I happen to believe
in science.

Science is my friend,
science doesn't let me down.

Not like God did, huh?

Let's be honest.

Things would have been
a lot different between us

if I had been
a believer, right?

I hate to burst
your bubble, Jordan,

but between you and God,

it wasn't a choice.

Take a look
at this discoloration here.

Go ahead.

We call that
the thermal effect.

Means his insides
were cooked somehow.

By what?

Electricity.

He was electrocuted.

There's another explanation,
you know.

Just the same effect,
not exactly scientific.

Yeah, what's that?

Oh, a little something
we collar boys
like to call divine rapture.

Garret, Abby just called.

She's at the police station.

There was a party
out in Cambridge,

and I guess it got
pretty rowdy,

so she's...

You ever gonna talk to me?

No.

Never?

Probably not.

You don't even want to hear
my side of the story?

I can't do this anymore.
I quit.

What?
You heard me. I quit.

I don't want to be
your dad anymore.

Fine, 'cause I don't want
to be your daughter, either.

I'm serious, Abby.
I've had it up to here.

From now on,
you're on your own.

You can screw up
all you want because

I just don't give
a crap anymore.

Dad, look out!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Is it dead?

What the hell is a deer doing
in the middle of Boston?

It's alive.

Here, call animal control.

Hi. Yeah, can you please
connect me to animal control?

Legs don't appear broken
or dislocated,

but I'm sure there's
internal bleeding.

I'm not getting anything.
What do we do?

All right,
let's get her to the car.

I'll get a blanket.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You want to tell me
why we're here?

What do you think
of the place?

This place?

I don't know, it's big,
and old, and empty. Why?

'Cause I just bought it.

I think the pool table
will fit right up here.

You bought this?

Yeah. Isn't it great?

And back there,
there's room for a fireplace.

I tell you, I've never had
the guts to do anything
like this before, Jordan.

But now...

Okay, how did
you pay for this?

I scraped it together.

The house is
completely paid off,

I got a nice
severance package
when I left the force,

and then there's the money
I was saving up
to leave to you.

I have an inheritance?

Well, you did.

Look at this whole room
back here.

Big enough
for a dance floor.

Wait, you spent my money?

You didn't even know
you had it until just now.

But the point is,

I needed to do something
with my life.

I know, but I was thinking
somethin' more like

fly fishing.

Does this have anything to do
with you having cancer?

No.
Well, what about
the doctor?

Did you get
your test results back?

I haven't seen them yet.

Why can't you just enjoy
the fact that I found
something I want to do?

This is a big deal
for me, Jordan.

Let me be happy.

Just this once.

Now, come on, let me finish
showing you around.

Come on, let's get her
into the light.

She's not breathing
very well.

Well, she's probably
got a collapsed lung.

Look, Abby, I don't think
she's gonna make it.

Maybe we should
just let her go.

No! We gotta do something.

Well, there's really
nothing we can do.

We can't just let her die.

(DEER GROANING)

All right, let's put
in a chest tube
to help her breathe.

Okay, where are they?

We don't have any!
It's a morgue.
We have to make one.

Try to find a piece
of tube six inches long,
about this big around.

How about this ballpoint pen?

That'll work.

All right. All right.

I'm cutting. Cut.

(MACY SHUSHING)

Take it easy, take it easy.
All right, you retract
while I insert the tube.

What?
You have to open the...

No, never mind,
I'll retract.

You think you can
put this in?

Yeah.
All right.

Okay.
Go ahead, go ahead.

Like this?

About another inch,
we'll hear a hiss
as air starts to escape.

I'm not hearing anything.

There's probably fluid
in the tube.

We have to find
some kind of suction.

Abby, what are
you doing? Get...

(DEER BREATHING DEEPLY)

All right, she's doing
a little better.

Good.

That's good.

Saint Francis,
the patron saint of animals.

Yeah, so?

What do you think happened?

I think he was
electrocuted somehow.

Well, there are
no electrical wires
near him, no outlets.

Well, I'm sure
there's some kind of
rational explanation.

I'll find out when
I go back tomorrow.

Maybe, maybe not.

Oh, no, not you, too.

Hey, strange things happen.

And if this guy
was some kind of saint
or something...

He was not a saint.
He was a homeless man.

We don't even know who he was.

Well, then let's try
and find out.

You be Saint Francis,
I'll be God.

Very funny.

You know what
your problem is, Jordan?

You don't believe
in anything.

I believe in a lot of things.

Yeah, evidence,
data, facts.

All right, then you
be science, I'll be faith.

Forget it, Dad.
Okay, I told you,

I don't even know
what happened.

Maybe it was something
like this.

He knew his time had come.

How, I don't know.
He was having

some sort of divine
mystical experience.

He was being drawn
toward the altar
by something.

Some unseen force,
something unexplainable.

Something no one
was meant to see.

Just him and God.

Now, there's some kind
of plan going on here.

God brought him back
for a reason.

So much evil
in the world, suffering.

He needs people
to believe in something.

That is ridiculous.

There's always been evil,
there's always been suffering.

Yeah, and anyway, that's not
even what we're supposed
to be talking about right now.

Okay, what if your tests
come back positive?

We need to have a plan.

We need to know
how we're gonna
deal with this.

No, no. I need to find out
how I'm gonna deal with this.

Doesn't concern you.
The hell it doesn't!

You're my father!
I care about you!

I mean, what happens
if you need to...

You gotta have
a little faith, Jordan.

Yeah, well, I lost my faith
the day I saw Mom

lying dead
on the dining room floor.

Oh, geez, Jordan.
You've got to let me
handle this in my own way.

Now, I'm not asking.
I'm telling you!

ABBY: How come
we never had a dog?

I don't know.

Your mother didn't
want one digging up
the yard, I guess.

We should have
had a dog.

Yeah.

You're probably right.

You know, you really
impressed me tonight.

Kept your cool
under pressure.

Maybe you ought to think
about going into pre-med.

I can make some calls
if you like.

Dad, you have no idea
what you're doing, do you?

Like how you sound?

I don't even know
what I want to be

when I grow up.
How come it is you do?

I wasn't drinking tonight.

Zoe called me
from the mall and told me that

her and Sarah drank
a whole bottle of rum

and that they were
going to this party
in Cambridge.

And I knew
that I was grounded,

but I really, really didn't
want her getting killed
driving like that.

I was just trying
to be responsible.

Why didn't you tell me
this earlier?

Why didn't you ask?

(DEER GROANING)

Oh.

BRUNO: May I
help you, Doctor?

Oh, good morning, Father.

Well, I just thought
I'd drop by to try

to figure out exactly
what happened.

Boy, you're here early.

Well, things have been
a little busier
since the incident.

I see.

Look, I notice that there's no
electricity here on the altar.

Yes, we run an extension
cord if we need to plug
something in. Why?

He was electrocuted.

Any idea how that
could have happened?

(WATER DRIPPING)

This pipe here,
been like this for a while?

A few weeks.

That's why there were
no flash points on his skin.

Water acted as a conductor.

I'm sorry?
In the middle of the night,

he got up out of bed
to turn on the light.

When he stepped in the water,

he pulled the chain
and was electrocuted
by this light socket.

But if that happened,
wouldn't the whole socket
have burned out?

It did. But you replaced it.

I beg your pardon.

When you found him
in the morning,

rigor mortis had
already set in.

You carried him up
to the altar

and propped him up.

Sometimes you have
to take God's work
into your own hands.

They were two weeks away
from shutting us down.

So it's just a business
like any other.

It's about filling the seats.

The act may have
been deceptive,

but faith is a real thing.

It's what keeps
us alive, Doctor.

It's best not to look
too hard at miracles.

And that's how you
justify stealing his body
from the crypt?

I did no such thing.

Well, what about the wounds
on his hands and his feet?

I placed him on the altar.
That's all.

I can't explain the rest.

Only God could do that.

I'm setting up
my telescope tonight
on the roof.

The planets are gonna
be in full alignment
at 9:07 p.m.

You okay, Nige?

DNA didn't match.

Walter Gulick
isn't Elvis Presley.

He's just an imposter.

I guess you got
to the bottom of it.

Science once again wins out
in the end.

Yeah, I suppose.

Well, that's
a good thing, right?

I just feel badly
for his wife.

Why?

We're not gonna tell her.

Well, don't we have to?

No, no. The woman
believes it was him,

and in the end,
that's all that counts.

But it wasn't him!
It was all a lie.

So what?

People believe
in all sorts of things,

and it's that belief
that makes them real.

I believe that when I close
the refrigerator door

the light actually goes out

because to believe otherwise,

well, what would that say
about the nature
of the human condition?

Hey, Paul.

Jordan, what are you
doing here?

I came to talk to God.

I think I should
just stop trying
to figure you out.

Let's just say
that I've seen
some things lately that...

I just figured you'd get Him
on the line for me.

It's not as complicated
as you think.

Just open your heart.

(SIGHING)

I haven't asked you
for anything in a while.

Truth is, I've been
kind of pissed off at you.

But then, I guess
you haven't been
too hot on me, either.

You see, I don't trust
very easily.

I'm a

motherless child,

and I just can't seem
to remember her voice

telling me that everything's
gonna be all right.

I've been looking for it
my whole life,

and maybe I've just been
too afraid to ask,

but I need you.

I think my dad's really sick.

I was just hoping
that maybe you could

give him a little bit
of help right now.

It isn't really customary
to let the next of kin
into the crypt.

(GASPING)

Could I say goodbye
to him my own way?

* Are you lonesome tonight?

* Do you miss me tonight?

NIGEL: * Are you
sorry we drifted
* Are you sorry we drifted

* Apart?

* Does your memory sway

* To a bright summer's day

* When I kissed you

* And called you sweetheart?

* Do the chairs in your parlor

* Seem empty and bare?

* Do you gaze at your doorstep

* And picture me there?

* Is your heart filled
with pain?

* Shall I come back again?

* Tell me, dear

* Are you lonesome tonight? *

(SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Did you get
your test results
back yet?

What, no "Hello,
how's business?"

They're right here.

I've had 'em
for two days now.

I decided not
to look at 'em.

Oh. You decided.

Yeah, that's right. I decided.
It's my life, Jordan.

We've already been over this.

It's not just your life.
You don't live in a cave.

It involves me, too.

I've been sleepwalking
ever since I got
kicked off the force,

and the irony is that
this has forced me

to finally do something
with my life.

And I will not live
the rest of it in fear,

and if that's 40 more years
or 40 more days,

I want it to be
on my terms.

Can you understand that?

No.

It's not fair of you
to expect me to.

(SIGHS)

Just give me some time.

Let me enjoy my life,
my new business.

Just for a while. Please?

What are you, crazy?

Geez.

It's negative.

Good.

Now, I could still
use some help
setting up these glasses.

(SLOW SONG PLAYING)

Been a rather queer
couple of days, hasn't it?

At least we didn't go
hurtling into outer space.

We should count
our blessings.

They look so innocent,
don't they?

Just floating up there
like that.

Back in Pennsylvania,
I heard stories

of people who hit deer
and thought that they
had killed them.

So they'd put them
in their trunk

and then a few minutes
later they'd hear
this loud banging.

So they would stop
and open the trunk,

and out would come this deer.

I think they go
into a state of shock.

That's the only explanation.

Or maybe it was something
else altogether, you know?

Yeah. Maybe.

Thanks, Lily.

For what?

For making life seem
less random.

I promised Bug I would look
through his telescope.

Well, I think you should
get over there then.

JORDAN: What's this I hear
about a deer?

It's a long story.
Let's just say
it came and it went,

and the rest is a mystery.

You look cold.

Boy, it's a great,
big, old universe
out there, Garret.

Yeah, it is.

You don't have anything
to add to that?

No. Actually, for once
in my life, I don't.