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- Previously on Haven...

- FBI! Who are you?
- Haven PD. Who are you?

- FBI. Are you deaf?

- Chief Wuornos, this is...

- Special Agent Audrey Parker.

- Gun trace came in.

It belongs to a guy I know:

Duke Crocker.

- You took my clothes.
- I saved your life.

- You must be Duke.

Oh! I'm sorry.
Are you all right?

- It's all right.
I didn't feel it.

- You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.

- Dave Tiggs. My brother, Vince.

Publishers of the Haven Herald.

- This could be why I
thought I recognize you.

- She looks like you.

- Yeah, I know.

You know that vacation
time I never take?

I need a few weeks.

There's just something
I need to look into.

- She's staying.

Maybe she can help
you with your troubles.

- Good night.

Running late again, Otis.

I'll be back tomorrow to
finish the week's receipts.

- Sounds good.
- Hannah!

- Dad.

- I thought you said you
weren't working here anymore.

- Well, I'm not
working very much.

- This is time you should
be spending with Bobby

or volunteering,

not wasting your
time in this pit of a bar.

- Hey! Watch your mouth.

- Listen, if you want
to spend your time

selling poison to losers,
that's your business.

If my daughter wants
to waste her time

bookkeeping for
you, that's mine!

- Come on inside.
I'll buy you a drink.

You liked it straight up,
from what I remember, right?

- You take care, Otis.

Hannah, let's go!

- Come on, sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

- What the hell?

♪♪

- Sandwich meatball? What?

I wonder when they
put that on the menu.

Well, good morning to
you too, Agent Parker.

- I need to know more about her.

- I'm fine, thank you very
much. Nice of you to ask.

I didn't know you
were still in town.

- That's it?

That's all I get, the
folksy, local cop brush-off?

- I was shooting for civil.

- Okay, you know what? You...

My bad. Let me take this again.

You were the local beat
cop in that photo, right?

You would've taken a witness
statement from that woman.

- Maybe. It was a long time ago.

- Wouldn't there
be an evidence file?

- It was a long, time, ago.

- This is a funny
town you've got here.

- Well I'd say "unique."

Now, is there a
point coming my way?

- I've been a lot of help to
you recently—discreet help.

And I was just hoping
for a little quid pro quo.

- Ooh, that sounds illicit.

- I was shooting for civil.

All right.

Okay, you know what?

It's gonna take
a couple of days.

How long are you
gonna be in town?

- Well, that depends on you.

- Okay, well, my advice
to you is, just relax.

Enjoy yourself.

You know what you
ought to do is go and visit

the Haven moose farm.

Not to be missed.

Enjoy the vacation.

- I don't do vacations.

- Then look at it like
a learning opportunity.

- Dad.

- Hey.

- You're still in Haven.

- Oh, apparently,
I'm vacationing.

- Actually, I'm looking into
the woman in the picture...

unsuccessfully.

- What can we do
for you, Nathan?

- There's something strange
down at the Rust Bucket.

I'm heading out.

- Hey, can I tag along?

I'm not really big on
the moose museum.

- It's actually a farm.

- Farm, gallery, museum...

Can I come?

- Well— - I think
it's a good idea.

Nathan here can use
all the help he can get.

- After you.

- Finally, some peace.

- Whoa.

All right, so first question is,

why is there a giant metal ball?

- Oh, everyone knows that ball.

- Second question:

there's a ball
everyone knows about?

- Yeah, it's part of a sculpture

that's usually up
on Green Street.

Been there forever.

Every year, high school
seniors try and steal it,

fail, pick something else.

- And they fail because...

- It's a big bronze ball.

- Someone's gonna pay for this!

- Excuse me, sir.

Agent—uh, Officer Parker,

Haven PD... sort of.

Did you see anything?

- Yeah, a big metal
ball crushed my place.

- Was there anybody pushing
it or a truck that unloaded it?

- Just a ball rolling
down the hill.

- How about is there
a person in particular

that you may have
upset recently?

- Ed Driscoll was
in my face last night.

- Driscoll was here?

- Yeah.

He's not a big fan of this
place since he gave up drinking.

- You know him?
- Yeah, I know him.

I also know his place
is up on Green Street.

- Where the ball
was up until last night.

You don't mind, do you?

- Mind what?

- That I invited myself along.

- It's a huge metal ball.
Who could resist that?

- Exactly.

- Well, there's nothing
complicated about that ball.

Outer shell of bronze,

filled with about
three tons of sand.

- And how long would you
say it's been anchored here?

- Church bought it
in '68, installed in '69.

Too heavy to move after.

- No rust on these chains.

- Oh, I only put
them on last year.

The new insurance
company made us do it.

I told them the ball
wasn't going anywhere.

- Bet you wish
you hadn't said that.

- All right, let's
go find Driscoll.

Well, he doesn't look
like the kind of guy

who'd get in fights
with bartenders

and then destroy the place.

- Just wait until he
opens his mouth.

- Why, do you know him well?

- More than I'd like.

- This child belongs to God now.

All: Amen.

- He will walk in the
path of the Lord with us.

It is up to each
and every one of us

to keep him on that path.

Hallelujah!

All: Hallelujah!

- The best chance he has
of staying on God's path

is to live amongst the godly

and to steer clear of the
troubled and the ungodly.

Can I hear an "amen"?

All: Amen.

- Haven...

is a fine place
to raise a family.

But you and I know...

it is chock-full of the ungodly!

Can I hear an "amen"?

All: Amen.

- What the hell was that?

- I have some
history with the rev.

- Yeah, well, you think you
could have told me that before?

- Probably should've.
- Yeah. Probably should've.

Okay, so what do
you know about him?

- He's a pompous,
self-righteous ass.

Never been violent, as
far as I know, just angry.

Been that way
since his wife died.

- All right, so do you think
you can keep that to yourself

while we go talk to the rev?

Hello?

- You left in a hurry.

And you must be
Special Agent Parker.

- You keeping tabs
on me, Reverend?

- You're here
about the sculpture.

- Tell us about the Rust Bucket.

- It's a cesspool.

Someone in the town did
us a favor and destroyed it.

- That someone being you?

- Agent Parker, has
anyone taken the opportunity

to welcome you
properly to our town?

- Answer Nathan's question.

- I don't condone
violence of any kind.

If wanted to destroy that bar,

would I use a sculpture
from this very church?

- Then why were you yelling
at the bartender last night?

- Hmm. Perfect timing.

Hannah!

Special Agent Parker,
this is my daughter Hannah

and her foster son, Bobby.

- Hi.

- Bobby, I told you, don't
bring that bike in the church.

- I'm sorry. I forgot.

- Hannah, would you
mind telling Agent Parker

why I was expressing
my frustration

in the bar last night?

- Well, I'd, um—I'd rather not.

- My daughter hid
from me the fact

that she was working there.

And I went there to bring
her back to do God's work,

where her talents
can be a better service.

- Dad, everyone's waiting
for you at the reception.

- Duty calls.

- Hannah, do you have anything
that you may want to tell us

about what happened
at the Rust Bucket?

- No, sorry.

I only started working there,

and we left hours
before it happened.

- Bobby, you heard anything?
- No, sir.

- You mind keeping
an ear out for us?

- Sure, Nathan.

- Agent Parker?

My daughter Hannah makes
a dynamite seafood stew,

every Sunday night,
so if you're free,

we'd love to be able

to welcome you
properly to our town.

- Thanks, but I have this
whole gigantic metal ball thing

that I have to look into.

And I don't think you're
telling us everything

about why you were
at the Rust Bucket.

- Audrey, you're not from here,

so I've given you the
benefit of the doubt.

But let me make something clear:

those are the last questions
I'll answer about that place.

- Wow, what a sweetheart.

So what was that between
you and his daughter?

- I asked Hannah to the prom
without her father's permission.

He found out and
said she couldn't go.

- So the prom is why the
rev would barely look at you?

- Well, that, and
'cause we ignored him,

went up to the ledge, and
watched a meteor shower.

- And...

meteor showers are better naked.

- Nathan Wuornos!
- Uh-huh.

- Just another teenage boy

trying to take a
girl's clothes off.

- No, the meteor
shower was my idea.

The rest was hers.
- Ah.

Polyester is so beneath you.

- Hello?

- Nathan!
- Parker?

- Nathan!
- Parker!

Audrey!

- What did I do on my vacation?

I was cocooned by a blanket.

You came and cut
me out. No big deal.

- Still think you
should get checked out.

- You know what?
I'll—I'll live, okay?

And I know you'll
think this is ridiculous,

but when you think about it,

it's got to be the
rev that's doing it.

He collects butterflies,

and I saw a butterfly right
before I was cocooned.

God, I can't believe
I'm saying that.

- Me either.

- Look, you can deny
that strange things

are going on around here,

but we need to press the rev,
and we need to press him hard.

- What are you gonna say?

"You wrapped me up
in a cocoon. Confess."

- Yeah, you might have a point.

- We need to talk to Hannah
without the rev around.

I already called
the church office.

She's at the food bank.

Her favorite days are when
her father's somewhere else.

- They said that?

- Well, I might have
added that part.

- Here you go, Howard.

- Thank you.

Bobby, I'm gonna
take a break, okay?

- You know what? A
break sounds great.

- Hannah, can I talk alone
with you for a minute?

- Well— - Bobby,
let's take a walk.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

- It's really great that Bobby

does volunteer work
with you like that.

- Well, to tell you the truth,
he won't leave my side.

Getting him to
school in the morning

is not for the faint
of heart, believe me.

- So you're his
foster mom, right?

- Well, my dad took
him in a year ago.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

- His family was
in a car accident.

Bobby was the only survivor.

- So your dad took him in,
but you're his foster mom?

- Dad's good at
the big gestures.

It's the day-to-day
stuff that bores him.

- Yeah.

You know, taking in a child,

that's, uh—that's an
amazing, beautiful thing.

- Actually, you know what?
I didn't think I could do it.

What the rev
wants, the rev gets.

And now I can't
imagine life without him.

- The rev's not easy.

- He's okay.

He's the one that brought
me home from the hospital

when my parents died.

And I don't think I came
out of my room for a week,

and he didn't try to make me.

And after a while, I started
coming down for breakfast,

and he didn't say a word to
me, just brought me to school.

He's cool that way.

- Is he always cool that way?

Between me and you, I promise.

- He has moods.

And when he gets weird,
I just go to my room, but...

Hannah just takes it.

She's just more
used to it, I guess.

- Your dad has quite
a temper, doesn't he?

- He doesn't like
surprises, that's all.

He's just— he's protective.

- Is that why he doesn't
want you to work?

- You know, I know
that it's pathetic

that I don't stand up to him.

I always promise myself
I will, and then I never do.

If you'll excuse me,
I have to finish this.

- Agent Parker!

How dare you?
- Hold on, Rev.

- Harass my daughter
when she's doing God's work!

- You hit your daughter, Rev?

- I have nothing
to explain to you.

- Nathan.
- I see it.

- What are you doing?

Hey!

- The last time I saw
a butterfly like that,

I ended up in a cocoon.

- Have you both lost your minds?

What's happening?

My God! What's happening?

Hey! What are you doing?

- Go! Go! Go! Go!

So you think I'm crazy now?

- I never said you were crazy.

- This isn't the
first weird thing

I've seen in Haven, Nathan,

and I've only been here a week,

so just—can you tell
me what's going on?

- Every town's got a few
skeletons in the closet.

- Well, this is a
big freaking closet.

All right, can we at least agree

that whatever's going on
here, this is not normal?

- Yeah.

- And can we also agree

that whoever's behind
this, it can't be the rev?

- Unfortunately.

- Which means it's someone else.

- Did I say, "unfortunately"?

You know what's
not working for me?

- The Bucket.

- Yup. Why isn't
it working for you?

- Since the rev's
no longer a suspect,

the bar's got nothing to do
with the hotel or the church.

- They do have one
thing in common.

- What's that?
- Hannah Driscoll.

- Hannah's got
nothing to do with this.

- She worked at the Bucket,

she was there when
I grilled her father,

and she has issues with the rev.

- But she didn't have
issues with the Rust Bucket.

Why destroy it?

- Okay, let's get
the bartender in here

and see what we can find out.

- Fine.

- What was Hannah
Driscoll doing for you?

- Just bookkeeping,
deposits, payroll,

like that.

- Does she have any
reason not to like you?

- Why? What did she say to you?

- Just answer the question.

- I was gonna fire her.

- Why?

- She was dipping in the till.

- Hannah Driscoll?

- I told her I was
thinking of letting her go

right before this
freak ball thing.

- Can you give us a second?

If he was firing her,

it would give her motive
to destroy the place.

- I don't see Hannah stealing.

- Nathan, your prom
was last century.

She had a strong
motive to attack me.

- I could subpoena
her bank records.

- I'm sorry, but yeah...

Yeah, I think you
need to do that.

- Just heard back from the bank.

Hannah Driscoll doesn't
have a bank account in Haven.

- Damn, I had a good
feeling about that one.

- But Hannah has $57,000
in an account in Bangor...

Far enough away to
keep it secret from the rev.

- Well, you could've
led with that.

- Mm, could've.

- I got nothing to say to you

except get the
hell off my porch.

- Now, that's just unfriendly,

considering we
just saved your life.

- You looking for the Lord

in the bottom of
a scotch bottle?

- I take Him where I find Him.

- We're here to see Hannah.

- She's not here.

- Where is she?

- Out.

- Where?
- Rev.

- Don't you call me that!

- Reverend Driscoll,
I think that Hannah

was the one that attacked you.

- Then you're a
fool, Officer Parker,

because I wasn't attacked.

- Well, then what
would you call it?

Did you know that
Hannah had almost $60,000

in a bank account?

She was fired for stealing
from the Rust Bucket.

That's why she destroyed it.

- That's not possible.

- Hey, Hannah? Are you here?

- She's not here.

She's at the junior high
school science club.

Oh, I pity you, Nathan.

You walk alone, but you
think your shadow is the Lord's.

But the lord cast you out,
and now you're truly alone.

- Maybe I am alone.

Maybe I always will be.

But I'm not trying
to lose myself

in the bottom of a bottle.

- Nathan.

Nathan, let's go.

- I remember when I
was in the science club.

Feels like 100 years ago.

- That's 'cause it
was 100 years ago.

- Thank you.

- Thanks for helping
me out with this.

- Hey, that's what—
That's what friends do.

Now, Bobby, you look exhausted.

You're not getting enough sleep.

How late did you stay
up working on this?

- Most of the night.

Need to beat your score.

- Well, you finish setting up,

and I am gonna see if I
can bribe a judge or two.

- All right, well, I like
the way you think.

Mary Lou.
- Hi!

- Hannah, is there
someplace we can talk?

- Is my father all right?

He said that he was
gonna take it easy

after that... event.

- We need to know why
you have $57,000 in the bank.

- Hannah,

were you stealing
from the Rust Bucket?

Is that why you destroyed it?

- Is that what Otis told you?

- Is it true?

- Otis stopped
repaying his bank loan.

The bank hired me
to audit his books.

Call them. They'll confirm.

Otis is the one who's skimming.

- Otis is stealing?

- I earned that money.

- How?

- Took me seven years,

and the bank
wasn't my only client.

And I didn't put
the money in Haven

because my father
knows everybody, and he...

He would find out.

- He would find out what?

- I would leave him,
just like my mother did.

- Your mother died.

- She died three days
after she ran away

with the deacon in the church.

Not the story
my dad tells, is it?

If you'll excuse me, I have
a few things I have to do

before I get back to help Bobby.

He has a booth on butterflies.

- Butterflies?

- Hey, Bobby.

You here for practice?

- No, I just forgot
something in my locker.

- If you change your mind,
just come on out anytime.

The team misses you.

- Will do, Coach.

- Bobby?

Bobby!
- Hey!

- Crap.

This is gonna suck.

- All right.

- Uh, bench!
- Yeah, yeah.

The fire alarm.

Hopefully that'll get
us out of here quickly.

Yeah. Hang on.

What the hell just
happened here?

- He's a great kid.

- There's nothing strange?
You haven't had any problems?

- After what Bobby went
through with his parents,

it's amazing there aren't.

Especially since I know
Bobby's always felt responsible.

- He does? Why?

- Survivor's guilt.

He's the only one who
made it out of the car.

- What happened?

- Driving home
from the family cabin,

car lost control.

I don't think the kid's had a
decent night's sleep since.

- Did you see him leave?

- Miss Driscoll took him
home after the fire alarm.

Probably had to
wake him up, though.

- Wait. Wake him up?

- I think he was catching a
nap right here in the locker room.

Not the first time either,
since the accident.

- Bobby? Hannah? Anybody home?

- What the hell happened here?

- Mm, Rev found the
bottom of the bottle.

- Let's go see if
Bobby's in his room.

Bobby!

- I don't think they
came back here.

- Hey, do you see that?

Does it remind you of anything?

- A certain metal ball.

And these.

The rev's necklace
was pulled like a magnet.

- Ah, my personal favorite,
the hotel cocoon experience.

- And the water and the
wire in the school hallway...

these are the things Bobby
sees before he falls asleep.

They must be working
their way into his dreams.

- All right, when you
dream, it mixes everything up

and it combines
it with your fears.

The attacks came out of that,

and he thought we
were coming after him.

- Maybe break up his new family.

- He's trying to stay awake.
He doesn't want to dream.

- He knows he's hurting people.

- We need to find him
before he falls asleep again.

- Where would Bobby
and Hannah go, Rev?

- Why should I tell you?

- Sooner you tell me,

the sooner I'm
out of your house.

- Miller's Crust.

His parents had
a cabin up there.

Just past where they were
killed at Twin Pines Overlook.

Now get the hell out of here!

- Works for me.

- That boy...

isn't one of God's people.

He's one of yours, Nathan.

That's why I never let
you near my daughter,

because you would
have killed her,

just like your people
killed my Penny.

- Hmm.

Way I heard it,
she was free of you

for three days before she died.

Probably the best
three days of her life.

- All right, you know what?

Not now, Nathan.

- The troubles are
back, like it or not!

You find that boy,

don't bring him back here!

- Kiddo, why don't you lie down,

and I'll make you
something to eat?

Something incredibly unhealthy.

- How about just a coffee?

- No.

When did you start
drinking coffee?

- A while ago.
- You should be sleeping.

- Hannah, can we
talk about something?

- Anything.

- What was that stuff
about the troubles?

- I don't want to talk about it.

- All right.

Are you okay?

- I'm okay.

- I know, but it must
have been tough...

- I'm okay!

But thanks.

- Bobby, you can't
really believe that.

- I don't want to,
but when I wake up,

the things that I
dreamed happened.

- Sometimes I don't sleep
much either, and when I don't,

it really messes
with how I'm thinking.

- That's not what's
happening to me.

- No.

No, I know it isn't.

I'm just saying that problems

are so much easier to
work on when you're rested.

And you're so exhausted.

- Can we just agree to
disagree on that one?

- Sure.

Hi, this is Hannah.
Please leave a message.

- Hannah, this
is Officer Parker.

I need you to make sure
that Bobby doesn't fall asleep.

I'll explain when we get there.

- Twin Pines Overlook's
coming up soon.

About ten minutes.

Uh...

- Don't need to say it.

- I'm pretty sure
that's not gonna help.

Bobby must be dreaming.
We have to wake him up.

Seriously?
- What?

Ugh.

- Whoa, whoa! Why
are you speeding up?

- I'm not!

Bobby is.

- Relax, Bobby.

You're having a nightmare.

- Slow down!

- I'm not controlling the car!

- Maybe if we're in his
dream, he can see us.

- Okay, maybe.

Why? What are you thinking?

- Hey, kiddo!

- Are you talking to me?

- No, I'm talking
to Bobby, honey.

Bobby, it's Mommy.

Bet you're pumped to get
home to your projects, huh?

I'm sure it's great.

Oh, wait. I have to tell
your dad something.

Okay, here, it's coming
up. Twin Pines Overlook.

- No!
- Bobby! Bobby, please!

- No, stop! Go back!
- Just wake up!

- Bobby.

It can be different this time.

You can change things.

You can save us
this time, Bobby.

I know you can.

I know you can,
Bobby. I trust you.

- Dad, don't play
with the radio.

Dad, don't play with the radio!

- Nathan.

- No, Dad, don't
touch the radio!

Watch the road, please!

- Okay, Bobby. I'm
watching the road.

- Whoa!

Whoa.

- You did it, Bobby.

You saved us. Thank you.

- There you go.

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

Bobby, stop dawdling,

or we won't make
the cabin by nightfall.

- He's a different
kind of kid, Hannah.

- Just like you were.

- Like I was.

- Appreciate the help! Thanks!

- Have you told
Bobby why the rev

won't let him stay at his house?

- Honestly, I don't
know how to tell him.

He always tries to
please my father.

That's why he chose
butterflies for his science project.

- You'll tell him
when the time is right.

- Nathan, I'm sorry I let
my father come between us.

- No, it was a long time ago.

- Yeah, it was.

But sometimes I
can't help imagine

what my life might've
been like if I ignored him

and let you take
me away from here.

- We're doing fine
here without you!

Anyway...

yeah, I never knew my parents.

- Do you ever think about them?

- You know, there were
graduations, proms,

things like that
that they didn't,

you know, show up for.

But in a way, you're
luckier than me.

- Because I knew my parents.

- Yeah.

And because your
new family showed up.

So Dr. Carr gave
me these for you.

- What are these?
- Imipramine.

It stops night terrors.

It should help for now.

- For now.

- The doc says that it
tends not to work on adults.

- Oh. Well, thank you, Audrey.

- Yeah, so did you
talk to the reverend?

- It's like we're living like
strangers in the same house.

He won't even look at me.
- I'm sorry.

- I saw him at the supermarket,
and he looked the other way,

just kept moving.

But, you know, his shopping cart

was full of frozen
dinners for one,

and I figure that's
bound to get old, right?

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

- Well, we had a flood
here about ten years ago,

so things kind of
got shifted around.

As you can see,

evidence tape's still on there.

It's the original.

- What is this? A joke?

- Definitely not.

- What about the photographer
who took the picture?

Where's the Colorado Kid buried?

There are still leads
that we could track down.

- It's a very old
case, Agent Parker.

- She might be my mother.

- Well, then stay
here and find her.

- What?

- Why don't you
come work for me?

You know, you have
a very rare talent.

Most people just
want to see things

the way they want to see 'em,

whereas you see
things the way they are.

That is a skill that I value.

Hell, it's kind of a skill we
desperately need around here.

- Well, that keeps
getting clearer.

- So, you know, you
could actually make

kind of a difference here,

and, more importantly for you,

I could maybe help you find

some of the answers
that you're looking for...

if you were to stay.

- I'll think about it.
- Okay.

- Your father just
offered me a job.

- What'd you say?

- I said that I
would think it over.

- Might be a good idea.

- Really? What
makes you say that?

- February 1983. I was seven.

I went sledding on
that hill right over there.

I crashed into a tree,

but I felt fine, so I
ran back up the hill,

ready to go again,

and Lisa Bottke took one
look at me and threw up.

I had blood all over my coat

and a bone sticking
out of my arm,

and I never felt a thing.

Wasn't the only thing
that happened that year.

Don't remember a lot of it,

just people whispering,
kids pulled out of school.

- The troubles.

- Couple years
later, I got better,

and I stopped
hearing about them.

- And you're afraid
they're coming back?

- No.

They are back.

And I'm afraid they
won't go away this time.

- I might need to stick
around for a while and see.

- You sure you want to do that?

- That crime picture
with that woman

that I think might be my mother,

that was taken around the time

that you say the
troubles started.

- I think it's all connected.

- I guess we're gonna find out.

You want to grab
something to eat?

- How about pancakes?

- Yeah, I could eat
some pancakes.