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I had the perfect life until I was in a coma for six years.

And then I woke up and found my fianc�e

married to another man.

My son doesn't know who I am.

Everything has changed...

including me.

One touch and I can see things...

things that happened, things that will happen.

You should see what I see.

Narrator: Previously on "The Dead Zone"...

Johnny Smith? Greg Stillson.

- I've heard of you. - Likewise.

Good morning. A friend of Reverend Purdy is a friend of mine.

Purdy: I know this is not the life you would've chosen

but is the life that chose you.

And you cannot deny the possibility

that some other force is guiding you.

Just say his name. I'm know you're dying to.

Destiny, Johnny.

It is your destiny to help people, I truly believe that.

Think it over. Call me when you're ready.

I was going to hitch a lift with Dana.

All right.

And I don't know if that's because I feel like...

you're slipping away from me or...

if it's because my heart is trying to tell me something.

Purdy: My support for Greg Stillson

is founded on his vision for the future, which promises to be very bright.

(crowd cheering)

Stillson: Washington has become a town of shell games and spin doctors.

They shoot off fireworks but don't ever get anything done.

- Man: We're right behind you, Greg! - We need action.

We need more jobs.

We need better education.

We need a system of justice that will not fail the people.

We need God back in the Pledge of Allegiance.

We've got to put this country back into the hands of the people.

- Man: Right, I wanna work! - In plain Maine speaking...

- You said it! - It's time to take out the trash.

I love this country.

And I trust the God-fearing people of this country.

We know the principles on which this country was founded

and we are sick and tired of those principles being violated

by the guys in Washington with $100 haircuts

who don't fear God.

Who don't fear anyone.

- (cheering) - Man: I'm sick and tired too!

How did I know I was gonna find you here?

- They better fear Greg Stillson... - Hey, man.

Because the day of reckoning is coming.

Greg Stillson is coming to Washington.

Bruce: You understand you're turning into a regular stalker, right?

You're giving up your life for this thing.

This "thing" has a high priority, don't you think?

Emcee: Thank you for coming to candidates' day...

How are you?

Our next speaker, Sheriff Walt Bannerman.

I just don't like what it's doing to you.

- I'm fine, man. - Johnny, catch!

Our team's playing Brewer tomorrow. Can you tell who's gonna win?

No. And I wouldn't if I could. Good luck, though.

- Thanks, Johnny. - Okay, man.

Yeah. You're fine.

- Ma'am, it's always a pleasure. - You've got my vote.

Excuse me.

So...

what'd you think?

Um... great response from the crowd.

That's not what I asked. Go on, let's... let's hear it.

Okay, um...

I think that this routine will play well for a couple of months.

But then you better come up with something to really hang your hat on.

I know these people, they're my neighbors.

They will cheer for apple pie and the American flag in your speeches.

But they will not vote for you election day unless you have something to say.

And so far, you don't.

- Ouch. - Come on, Greg.

Bannerman?

Sheriff Walt Bannerman. Would you like a button?

Absolutely. He must be some candidate.

Yes, he is. And he's also my husband.

See you on the campaign trail.

- Find out more about her. - Greg, she's the sheriff's wife.

It's not some broad you give a hotel key to.

Just find out more about her. Thank you.

We meet again.

How's my future look these days?

- Not always so easy to tell. - You just keep looking.

Let me know if you see anything interesting.

Here you go. Thank you. Here you go.

Vote for Bannerman.

Hey, I wish I had the gift of gab like that Stillson guy.

Listen, you just go up there and you be Walt Bannerman, okay?

They know you, they respect you...

and some of us... even love you.

You've got to remember the civilian hotline, expanded drug counseling...

- Right. - And eye contact.

- Eye contact. - Don't forget the eye contact.

- Okay, all right. Ooop. - (phone rings)

Bannerman.

What?! Wait a minute, when?

All right, I'm on my way, and make sure you get the FBI on it.

- FBI? - Somebody broke into the Markoff estate

and took their boy. I've got to get out of here.

- Oh my God. - I'll see you later.

Yes, Governor, I know the family well.

I'm taking the helicopter up there now.

They live up in north county away from just about everything.

We can only pray that the boy is all right.

Of course.

I'll call you the minute I know anything.

Find Johnny Smith.

(theme music playing)

* Oooh *

* Fall in love, fall in love, fall in love *

* Fall in love... *

* Feel no shame for what you are *

* Feel no shame for what you are *

* Feel no shame for what you are... *

* Fall in love, fall in love *

* Fall in love. *

A double date...

two guys, two girls, sometimes you eat food,

see a movie... that's short for moving picture.

I got it.

Come on, do it as a favor to me.

Katie really wants to meet you and I know a certain redheaded reporter

- who hasn't heard from you in a while. - Not right now.

Not right now. Man, it's always "not right now" with you, dude.

You're always wrapped up in this Chicken Little thing.

Who's Chicken Little?

You know, "The sky is falling!" Chicken Little.

We all know what happened to Chicken Little.

No, we don't. What happened to Chicken Little?

I don't remember. I think he had to run away...

whatever it was, it wasn't good.

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Purdy: Johnny, I need you.

Listen, I've got to run. 51 out.

I'm glad you're here, John.

Purdy: Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon.

- Reverend, can we get a statement? - We don't know anything yet.

We are going to talk to the family.

As soon as we know something we'll let you know.

Purdy: Arthur has always been a very... private man.

That's why he moved his family up here.

Nobody knows what a philanthropist he is.

That's just the way he wants it.

'Course he's proud of his accomplishments.

He's been called "the CEO of the New Millennium. "

One of the few, I might add, who managed to survive

the recent Wall Street scandals relatively unscathed.

Arthur!

I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I was with my wife.

How is Connie holding up?

She's a... they have her sedated.

- I'm Arthur Markoff. - John Smith, sir.

This is the young man I spoke to you about.

Yes. My wife will be very pleased when I tell her you've come.

She... believes in some... things

that I don't necessarily agree with her about.

But at a time like this...

She says you've helped the police before?

I've tried, sir. It doesn't always work.

I've seen Johnny do some remarkable things.

I truly believe that he's doing God's work.

What kind of God allows a child to be taken from his family?

I'll show you where he broke into the house.

(helicopter whirring)

Reporter: Scene of the kidnapping. See if we can get a few words.

It's right here.

(phone ringing)

Right this way.

You tried. That's all anyone can ask.

We'll write a press release reminding everyone

that your gift doesn't always work.

It will be a footnote to the coverage. Nothing to be worried about.

We'll talk tomorrow.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

- Johnny? - Yeah.

Are you all right? What happened out there today?

Who is this?

You looked completely lost. It was on all the television stations.

It must have been terribly humiliating.

I hope I'm not wrong about you, Johnny.

Because if I'm wrong, there really isn't any hope for the boy.

- Is he all right? - For now.

But, Johnny, his fate rests entirely with you.

I'm not sure what you mean.

You don't seem too sure about anything today, Johnny.

Johnny, Johnny, whooops!

Johnny, whooops, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.

Truth is, I've been a little worried about you lately.

About me?

This Purdy character you've recently hooked up with...

a tele-evangelist, Johnny? Please.

He's just handling my mail.

Ha! Hmm, public relations.

Fair enough. I guess the demands on your time must be overwhelming, huh?

And here I am making even more demands.

But I believe in you, Johnny.

And there is so little left to believe in, isn't there?

We've become numb to the corruption that surrounds us.

The wicked prosper as they flaunt their Versace suits,

and leverage their buyouts, and augment their breasts,

buy plain water that costs $2 a bottle.

If we can't believe in Martha Stewart, what's left, huh?

We've turned our backs on God, Johnny.

And every now and then, He throws up His hands

and decides it's time to remind everyone what's important.

"Prepare slaughter for his children

for the iniquity of their fathers. "

- If you just tell me what you want. - I want you to be you, Johnny.

I left you a message at that house,

a message you should have been able to find.

- A message? - Yeah, a message, Johnny,

- to help you find Christopher. - You want me to find him.

Oh, I'm praying you will, Johnny.

I need to know that he's still alive.

You should know that! Why don't you know that?

(sighs)

This has been a really disappointing first meeting, Johnny.

"You have been weighed in the balances and found wanting. "

- Hi. - Hi.

I'm sorry to bother you. They told me Walt came home for supper, so...

Yeah, we just sat down.

Come in.

JJ: Only if I can turn on the sirens.

Walt: All right, make sure you don't put the car in gear again.

Hey.

Hey. Hey, Johnny.

- You want something to eat? - No thanks.

I need to go back to the Markoff place. I heard from the guy.

I've got to go.

See you later, JJ.

Message? What kind of message?

I don't know.

He said I should have been able to find it,

as if this were some kind of test for me.

Don't worry about, you'll pass it.

Walt, I haven't had a vision in weeks.

What happened? Did you hit your head again or what?

No. They just stopped. After one last vision.

Maybe it means, that you're recovering,

getting back to normal.

Yeah. Normal.

Whatever that is.

This could be a good thing... under any other circumstance, of course.

You know, I never asked for this. I never wanted this.

If it never comes back again, I won't miss it.

But I need it tonight.

One last time, if that's all it is.

Or this poor kid's gonna die because of me.

Markoff: He didn't ask for money?

I don't understand. Kidnappers want money.

Apparently not this one.

That... that doesn't make any sense to me.

Why would he call you?

I wish I knew the answer to that, sir.

I'm sorry. I'm just not sensing anything here.

- May I... may I speak to you? - Right, this way, please.

I want that man out of my house.

- Mr. Markoff, I can... - Did you believe him?

Why would he make up something like that?

I can think of several reasons,

the least of which is self-promotion.

The worst of which is that he's involved in the kidnapping himself.

We're covering that possibility, Mr. Markoff.

Kidnappers demand ransom money.

That's the way it works.

The idea that someone used my son

to get some so-called psychic's attention...

Listen, Mr. Markoff, okay? I can vouch for Johnny Smith.

I think he's dangerous.

And I don't want him here.

This is my wife's study. There is no evidence

that the kidnappers came anywhere near this part of the house.

You know what, John? Why don't we call it a day?

Walt, I haven't had a vision in weeks.

- (beeps) - (screams)

(screams)

"Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil for Thou art with me;

Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. "

Thanks. We'll send this and the DNA swabs down to Clarksburg

and run the prints through the national database.

- May I? - What?

Can I touch it?

This is FBI procedure now, Mr. Smith. We don't "touch" evidence.

If he's in our system, we'll have an ID in two hours.

Go ahead, let him touch it.

Seriously, if it's in his system, he'll have an answer in like two seconds.

Left edge.

That's it.

These aren't his fingerprints.

He never touched the page.

He had to touch the page.

No, he knew it would be too easy for me.

He scanned the original, e-mailed it to the copy shop and they printed it.

No physical contact during the printing process.

He had to touch the page because he had to stick it to the goddamned wall.

Officer: Hey, Walt.

Bruce Lewis, line four for Mr. Smith, says it's important.

This is not Bruce.

Officer: Yes, sir.

Hello.

So, back on your game again, huh, Johnny?

Have you figured out how I put the paper on the wall without touching it yet?

You made Christopher do it, right?

Yeah, you really are back on your game.

Congratulations.

He was really quite brave last night,

under the most difficult of circumstances.

But he is starting to get a little worried now...

you know, now that the air is running out.

If you want me to find him,

you've got to give me some more information.

Come on, Johnny, you have everything you need to find him.

You're just not seeing it yet, but you will.

Oh, say hi to Walt for me. I assume he's tracing the call

but since I'm forwarding through a phone bank,

I imagine we have a little time to talk.

I think it's just swell

that you and Walt and Sarah can be such good friends.

And they even named their boy after you, huh?

It is their boy... isn't it, Johnny?

Because I've always sort of wondered about that.

I've looked into the dates and they don't exactly work out.

You listen to me carefully, okay?

I promise you, if you go anywhere near Johnny Bannerman...

Ha, "Johnny Bannerman. " The sound of it.

How do you live with that, Johnny?

If you go anywhere near him...

Don't you think I could have done that already?

It would have been so easy.

But I would not do that to you, Johnny. I just wanted you to know that I know,

and that I care.

You don't have to live with that secret anymore by yourself.

You can share it with me now.

(sighs) I was serious, Johnny.

You'd better hurry. The air is starting to run out.

(bell tolling)

Come on. We've got a lead from the copy shop.

Walt: The message was e- mailed to the copy shop

with instructions to mail to a PO box.

E- mail and PO box belong to a Mr. Nebuchadnezzar.

That's from the Bible, right?

Babylonian king. He sent Daniel into the Lion's Den.

And his three pals into the fiery furnace

where the angel protected them.

What the hell were their names?

Anyway, Mr. Nebuchadnezzar

paid for the transaction with a stolen credit card.

We know who that stolen credit card belonged to.

I'm sorry for the mess.

This has been going on for months now.

Do you have any idea where you might've been when your credit card was stolen?

I thought I'd left it at a restaurant but they couldn't find it when I called.

What was the name of the restaurant?

The Italian Kitchen, out on Route 15.

Run a check on all the employees.

You really believe someone there might be involved in this terrible kidnapping?

Walt: All we know is that your credit card was involved.

Homeowner: How awful.

Woman: O God, we most heartily thank Thee...

... and ask for Thy forgiveness for the sins of this child.

Homeowner: Not really sure, we got there about 8:00...

(phone ringing)

- Probably about 10:00 when we left. Excuse me.

Hello?

He used to live here. In this house.

Yes, yes, he's here.

When he was a child. With his mother.

It's for you.

John Smith.

So... what do you think of the house?

I know it's yours.

Yeah... can you believe what those people are doing to my house?

I think they want to live in an old Pottery Barn catalogue

full of ducks, and plaid, and pineapples.

I saw what happened to you... when you were child.

Well, of course you did, Johnny.

That's why I brought you there.

I want you to know.

I want you to know me.

Yeah? Well... meet me somewhere.

We'll talk.

Soon, Johnny. You're very close now.

You're just a hop, skip and a jump away.

That is, of course, unless you stumble.

(exhales)

Dear God, I hate that house.

He's was here... not long ago.

- In my house? - Yes.

He's seen the renovations.

That's when he took the credit card, when he was here.

Shadrach...

Meshach...

Abednego.

Right. The fiery furnace.

Is anyone else in this house?

No.

We have to leave.

We have to leave now.

Go, go. Come on.

(whimpering)

Johnny: I'm not really comfortable with all this.

I've never spoken in a public forum before.

But today, I have no choice.

Because I need to make an appeal

to the kidnapper of Christopher Markoff.

There has been enough pain and suffering

for everyone involved in this,

including you.

I don't believe you want to hurt Christopher.

Not after what happened to you when you were his age.

I'm willing to meet you anywhere you wish,

whenever you want,

to arrange for Christopher's release.

- Thank you. - (reporters clamoring)

Reporter: Do you feel responsible, Johnny?

Johnny Smith did not kidnap this boy. But he is trying to get him back

at considerable personal risk to his own safety.

This guy is obviously obsessed with you.

Did he take the boy to get your attention?

No comment, thank you.

Do you blame Johnny Smith, Mr. Markoff?

We just have a few more questions...

A month ago, he was their hero.

Now they can't wait to tear him down.

He's still their hero. You should see how they treat their enemies.

(ringing)

Hello?

Yes. He's right here.

Hello?

You talk to me on the television, Johnny?

On the television?

You're turning this into another reality show, buddy.

"Big Brother 47."

You made it clear his air was running out.

I am offended and I'm disappointed in you.

All those reporters... locusts.

With the "hair of women and the teeth of lions. "

That Dana Bright, she's just using you, Johnny, like all the others.

This was between you and me.

I was lending you a helping hand every step of the way.

You had every clue you needed to find me.

I figured you and Walt would've traced the real estate records from the house,

found out my name, figured out where you might find me.

You might have tried something unexpected and out-of-character

to divert my attention while a SWAT team moved into position outside.

But that would have been very very clever, Johnny.

I hope I see you soon, Johnny.

(scoffs)

Walt: We don't think the kid has been here.

His name is Francis Ritter. Single, no criminal record,

college graduate, goes to church every Sunday.

Ran a start-up technology company out of this building

for a few of years. Went chapter 11 a couple of months ago.

He was forced to sell off all his assets

to a rival competitor,

a company with a celebrated CEO by the name of, take a wild guess.

- Arthur Markoff. - You got it.

I'd say you've got a friend.

Walt: It looks like he's been stalking you for a while, too.

But why me? What does he want from me?

Maybe he has visions of his own.

You know, crazy things. Like God talking to him, and stuff like that?

And check this out.

This looks like another message for you.

I called Purdy.

He said it's from the book of Daniel after the fiery furnace.

It's a quote, Nebuchadnezzar says:

"Look. I see four men walking around in the fire,

unbound and unharmed, and the fourth

looks like a son of the gods. "

Want to check it out?

Officer: We have a 10-53.

Child is down. Need an ambulance.

Anything?

Nothing.

I can't see anything.

The visions just aren't working.

Damn thing still sticks.

I thought I told them to get it fixed.

29... 36...

12.

(coughs)

"And the Lord heard the voice of Elijah;

and the soul of the child came into him again,

and he revived. "

We've got to get him to a hospital.

The police will be here soon. They'll take him.

I didn't tell the police where to come.

I know you didn't, Johnny.

I did.

I left a subtle clue behind.

Walt'll figure it out before too long.

I just...

wanted to have a little time together.

Just you and me,

before we all go our separate ways.

Why'd you do this, Francis?

My mother used to call me Francis.

After "Francis Albert"

Sinatra. You know?

I can't tell you how many black eyes I got over that as a kid.

Why are we here, Francis?

(sighs)

(mutters) "So why are we here?"

Well, we put our trust in false gods, Johnny.

We bow down before new golden idols.

We've broken our contract with God

just like the people did in ancient Judah.

And when they did, God sent Nebuchadnezzar to punish them.

But he also sent Daniel, Johnny.

God also sent the prophet.

I can't speak for you.

I am no Daniel.

Of course, you are. You've proved it.

No, Francis.

Yes, you did.

- The fiery furnace, you're here. - I'm no prophet, Francis.

(laughing)

I just...

I just can't believe that you don't see it.

Even now.

I'm just a man that recovered from a coma.

The fire at Cathy's Steakhouse?

That was a psychic vision. That's all it was.

Okay, whatever. I have enough belief for both of us, okay, Johnny?

It is refreshing to encounter a modest messenger from God for a change...

Francis, his pulse is weak.

Then you have to save him.

See you're making my point for me.

We all want to be saved, Johnny.

Sometimes, it's just from ourselves.

"Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.

Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. "

"Thy rod and Thy staff...

they comfort me," Johnny.

You were a teacher once?

Yes.

Be a teacher again.

As Daniel was.

Teach them...

and maybe they'll save themselves.

(through bullhorn) Francis Ritter, this is Sheriff Bannerman.

If you have any weapons, put them down and come outside.

You won't be harmed.

(laughs)

(unlocks gun)

Francis.

(bullet clatters to floor)

(clatters)

Try to understand, Johnny.

God works in mysterious ways.

Francis!

"And I, Nebuchadnezzar,

lifted up mine eyes unto heaven,

and mine understanding returned to me. "

"And the glory of my kingdom... "

(sniffs)

"My honor...

and my brightness returned to me. "

(heavy gunfire)

Reporter: The boy was rushed to the hospital

where he was listed in stable condition.

His parents thanked local physic John Smith

who could not be reached for comment.

In other news, independent congressional candidate Greg Stillson...

Reporter #2: United Nations threatened sanctions unless weapon inspections...

Reporter #3: In the Mid-East, a resurgence of deadly violence...

Reporter #4: ... new terrorist warning for the coming weekend.

Reporter #2: Inspectors acknowledged the difficulty of ascertaining

that all weapons of mass destruction were accounted for.

(theme music playing)

- No... no! - Yes... yes!

You're grounded!

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