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- Where is he?
- Who?

- My father.
- They moved him

to a yard up in Bangor
by the airport.

Did she even know
what she was signing for?

What else you been
signing for her, Alan?

Oh! The sheets!

Your mom's been leaving food out
for the neighborhood mutt.

We buried it New Year's Day.
Truck.

It's like I open the book

and all the pages,
someone tore them out

- Mom!
- and rearranged them.

I bought her a ring in '91.

Eventually I moved back.
Then I get a phone call.

Somebody heard gunfire
up at your mom's place.

- Gunfire?
- Your mother came to the door,

threw her arms around me,

begged me, "Don't leave!"

If I tell you something,
can you keep your mouth shut?

Life used to go
in one direction,

- but somehow I got off it.
- Ruthie?

The neurologist said,

"Find a coping mechanism,"
and I have.

One for every room in the house.

Damn it!

You're back.

Ruth!

Ruthie?!

Ruthie!

Lady on the internet
says they were made by Vikings,

- so I figured...
- Oh! The Lewis chessmen.

You know, the originals,
they were carved

out of walrus ivory
by the wife of a priest...

Margaret the Adroit.

You are still
the smartest person I know.

Smart enough to know
what you're up to.

Come on. No, come on,
this way.

What else did the internet
teach you?

That chess is good
for the demented brain?

We got any champagne
around this house?

Here's one more
last-minute resolution.

When you're on the road today,

steer clear of the turnpike
from Portland to Augusta.

Where did you run off to?

I splurged...
$30 Japanese steaks.

- What is it?
- Nothin'.

Be back in two shakes.
Set up those chessmen.

I'll let you slaughter me
after dinner.

Ruthie, wait in the house.

Did you call...
the veterin...

The clinic?

On South Reserve?

He doesn't need a vet.

SOB came outta nowhere.

She.

Ma'am?

She's not a son of a bitch.
She's a bitch.

We goin' somewhere?

It's for Puck.

Puck was your boy's dog.

Used to leave dead squirrels
on your pillow

like hotel mints, remember?

That dog out there is...
just a neighborhood stray.

I know that.

Did I ever tell you about...
what happened to Puck?

I came home one day, and...

she was just gone.

Matthew said she...
she must have run off.

But I found a box of poison
in the trash.

You have no idea.

- What?
- What he was capable of.

I used to see turkey vultures

wheeling around the sky
out back... over the woods,

but I was too chickenshit
to go look.

The thought of her
being picked apart,

no one to bury her.

And you think buryin' one dog
pays the debt on the other.

Puck.

They can't do that
without our permission.

Your mother gave it.

And nobody thought to
pick up the phone and call me?

Did she even know
what she was signing for?

You signed for her.

I deposited the distress
settlement for her, too.

What else you been
signing for her, Alan?

Oh! The sheets!

OK, dear.
Almost done.

A few minutes ago
I read a list of words

and asked you to repeat them.

Can you repeat them
back to me now?

Any order you like.

Someone sent you flowers.

The mouse ran up the...

- No hints.
- Just give her one

and it'll all come back.

Please, sir.

If you wouldn't mind
just waiting outside?

Yeah, I would mind. "Dear"?

Do you know how fucking
condescending that sounds?

She has a brain
the size of Portland.

But it's sick, Alan.

Alzheimer's.

Why won't anyone use that...
that word?

There's no diagnostic
test for Alzheimer's.

Confirmation's made postmortem

by examining the brain
for plaques and other hallmarks.

Postmortem? Let's get
the fuck out of here.

We're going to Darden.

Doesn't matter
what we call it.

These things
move in one direction.

Higher-order functions
become more challenging.

Your ability to exercise
reason and judgment...

finances, drive a car...
planning and problem-solving...

confusion with time and space...

Confusion
with time and space.

She slips up.

And reading and...
the face of my own son.

We can medicate
the anxiety

and help you develop systems,
coping mechanisms.

But given the accident,

I think it's time to consider
other living arrangements.

Listen...

that brain doctor,

I don't care how many degrees
she's got on her fuckin' wall...

Don't make me
wash your mouth out.

I knocked on that door
after 14 years.

You remember
what you said?

"Don't leave."

See? It's all still up there.

Listen, after I get you settled,

I got some business
to take care of,

and when I come back,
I'm not going anywhere,

and neither are you.

We're gonna fix you up
as good as new.

Yeah, I just...

I just need a system,
that's all.

"They will not
find their way back home,

and we will be rid of them.

'I refuse, ' said the man.

'How can I bring myself

to abandon my own children
alone in the woods?

Wild animals would tear them
to pieces.'"

"'Oh, you fool, '
said the wife.

'Then all four of us
will starve.'

The clever boy filled his jacket
pockets with pebbles,

as many as he could fit.

He would use the stones to lay
a trail through the forest..."

Older then he was when?

Ever.

Is that why you're here?

I was... I was thinkin'
about when you turned seven.

Made a big batch
of that buttercream frosting.

That was before we knew
about your lactose thing.

I never seen a cake disappear
and reappear that fast.

You probably
don't remember that.

Magic 101.

This is called...
the French Drop.

This is called palming.

Either holding it
with the creases of your palm,

or what I prefer to do
is to do a thumb palm.

Why do all magic tricks
sound pornographic?

I don't know,

'cause they're
invented by virgins.

Here, you try.
Give it a shot. Go ahead.

Stick your... that's it,
you sell it with your thumb,

then just drop it down
gently there...

Great. Great. Yeah!

You got it.

You got the French Drop.

Now all you gotta work on
is... palming!

No palming!

Mom?

Picked up a hitchhiker.

Come over here
and give me a hug.

Look at you.

Look at you.

How old is this turkey?

So they dug him up just to stick
him back in the ground again?

Is that a thing up here?

Ask your father.

"Behold,
I will tell you a mystery."

Not all will sleep,
but all will be changed,

in a moment,
in the twinkling of an eye...

the last trumpet,

for the trumpet will sound
and the dead will be raised,

imperishable,
and we will all be changed.

For this perishable must put on
the imperishable,

and this mortal
must put on immortality.

But when this perishable
put on the imperishable,

and this mortal
put on immortality,

then...

will come about
the saying that is written:

"Death...

is swallowed up
in victory."

Hymn 114.
"O God Our Help in Ages Past."

♪ O God
our help in ages past ♪

♪ Our hope for years to come ♪

♪ Our shelter...

"Swallowed up in victory."

Hardcore.

Mom, I have got
lunch under control.

You should
stay off your feet.

I thought you were
the only one there.

- Who are all the programs for?
- The church printed 'em up.

They're gonna have
some recycling to do.

I'm serious, Mom,
it's turkey and bread.

Well, you better
make his a double.

You want to be an astronaut,

you're gonna need
meat on your bones.

We're past that.

These days he's all about
graphic design.

I coulda sworn
we buried him in that suit.

Buried who?

Your father.

Help you out,
get you back on your feet.

- The blanket.
- I made tuna fish salad.

You can say grace.

We'll let the woods
say grace today. Come on. Sit. Sit.

What is that? Matthew.

I've had a beautiful experience,

and I want to share it with you.

Do you know what the Psalms say
about taking your own life?

- Matthew.
- He's fine.

It's stealing.

Because your life
belongs to God.

There was a Japanese solider.

World War II.
His masters tell him,

"Whatever happens,
don't surrender.

Don't. Take your own life."

So he hides out

on an island in the Philippines.

Leaflets fall from the sky
telling him the war is over.

The Empire's dead.
His masters are dead.

But...

he doesn't believe 'em.

He kept fighting FDR until 1974.

Let's go home.
I have chicken in the fridge.

You look...

at this town, the suffering,

you wonder... where was God?

Maybe the leaflets fell from the
sky but you didn't believe them.

So...

I took a drive to the Walmart
in Farmington,

and I took a walk here
in the woods

where no one would
have to clean it up,

and I told God that
I couldn't live without proof.

Then I fit the end
into my ear like this...

Matthew.

...and I heard it.

What?

God.

His voice.

I think we should
call Dr. Pierce.

This has nothing to do
with Dr. Pierce.

He scraped all that out of me.
I'm healthy.

Just for a scan.

God helps those
who help themselves.

They said,
"Watch out for symptoms."

Headaches.
Ringing in the ears...

This wasn't a ringing.

Saul heard it
on the road to Damascus,

knocked him flat on his back,

when he got up again,
he wasn't Saul.

He was Paul.

I can hear it now.

Can you?

No.

We'll just sit here
and be quiet.

It's a work thing.
You two OK for a couple hours?

We're good.

Front door open.

So what's the deal
with all the missing pieces?

Grandma?

You're not having a stroke,
are you?

If I tell you something...

can you keep your mouth shut?

See,

I can get lost in the past.

These are my breadcrumbs.

If I find a chess piece
in the icebox,

well, I know it's now,
not then.

That I can find my way
out of the woods.

You think
your grandma's a fruitcake.

No.
You're a Timewalker.

Have you never heard
of Catacomb Drifter

or D For Destiny?

There's twelve levels,
I mean, for now.

You know, they keep adding
expansion packs.

Oh, shit!

Got it.

How do you win?

It's not a game, exactly.

It never ends.

Anyway, Timewalkers
are the most powerful

'cause they're the only avatars

that can actually
kill the dead.

The dead, they're everywhere.
See?

And you know,
they're pissed off,

because we're alive
and they're not.

You gotta stay sharp, because
they can change their skin,

and sometimes even
look like your allies.

Look, there goes another one.

See, what makes it so hard
is that no one stays dead

when you kill them...
unless you're a Timewalker.

Theoretically, you could just
kill your nemesis

and fix the whole timeline.

But you gotta stay sharp.

Back door open.

You're back.

Go to bed, Ruth.

But a trumpet will sound

and the dead will be raised,
imperishable,

and we will all...

and this mortal
must put on immortality.

Once again,
reporting a suspected arson

at Juniper Hills Hospital,
with 14 confirmed dead.

The suspect
considered dangerous.

Police have released a photo,
but not a name.

You can see the smoke
billowing from the rooftop...

Matthew.

Are you living or dead?

Long dead. Ancient history.

What's your name?

The badass avenger chick
from Gísla Saga.

Thordis!

You are your mother's son.

OK.

Got one.

OK. Who are you?

I'm smaller than a teacup.

Smaller
than a teacup...

Did you say your prayers?

Yeah.

Did you?

Good man.

He's a little old for that,
isn't he?

Watching you take a bath?

He wasn't.

I'm his mother.

He's not blood.
It's different.

What did you do with the gun?
I don't want it in the house.

God helps those
who help themselves.

Can't rely on the sheriff
to keep our family safe.

- Matthew.
- Top drawer in the dresser.

And before you tell me
it's irresponsible,

the bullets are locked away.

He'll never find them.

Theoretically, you
could just kill your nemesis,

fix the whole timeline.

The bullets are locked away.

He'll never find them.

- Is Henry here?
- No.

Mrs. Deaver!

I think he's... he's lost.
Or in trouble.

I need to find him.

Front door open.

When are we?

OK, Mrs. Deaver,
it's important.

I think that something terrible
is going to happen.

It's happened.

I saw you
in my bedroom.

You were just a little girl.

I'm sorry.

- I'm so sorry.
- No.

You did right.

But it didn't take.

He's back.

In the present,
not the past.

But I'm gonna fix it.

Did...

Did you hang the picture...

in the dining room?

That's where it belongs,
isn't it?

I found it in the shed.

Remember this?

♪ Blue moon... ♪

Who bought it?

♪ ...I was there for... ♪

You don't know?

I want to know
if you know.

♪ Someone I really
could care for ♪

Your husband.

They played it
at your wedding.

♪ Without a dream of my own ♪

Upstairs.
The old safe.

What's the combination?

Your birthday.

♪ You saw me standing alone ♪

♪ Without a dream in my heart ♪

Oh, I...

I feel light... in the head.

Would you make me
something to eat?

Grandma, what's he doing here?

When was the last time
I bought you a present?

I want you to
walk down the hill,

take a taxi to the mall
in Chester's Mill,

and let's make up
for lost time.

I don't think I should leave you
alone with that dude.

I'm your grandmother.
I don't need a baby-sitter.

Go on.

Go on.

Front door open.

Where did the boy go?

Oh...

he must be around here
someplace.

He went out the front door.
You were just talking to him.

Was I?

Why don't you lie down?

If you feel light-headed.

Good idea.

On the sofa.

I think it's best if you stay
where I can see you,

given your condition.

You're gonna make it.

Although you should be sick...

out in the rain
with no jacket or shoes on.

It's 98.9.
That's a fever, right?

Quiz or essay?

I've been a teacher
long enough to know

what playin' hooky looks like.

Can you just...
tell him I need to rest?

Your father?

He loves you, Henry.

He does.

It's just...

he was sick before you came
to live with us.

He had headaches...

he'd see things
that weren't there.

It's called glioma.
It's a growth in the brain.

But... But God saved him.

I know it's scary,
hearing your father

talk about hurting himself,
but I'm gonna take him to Boston

for another scan,
and he's gonna be just...

No. He won't go.

He says that
you think he's sick,

but he's not.

If he was, he could just...

pray it away.

What were you doing outside...

in the rain
with no shoes on?

Did your father
send you out there?

We OK?

Fine, just...

Henry's got a fever.

Is that right?

Well, you better
rest up, then.

He was teaching me.

Listen...

just... just tell him you hear it.

God's voice.
Or whatever.

Just tell him
what he wants to hear.

Mrs. Deaver.

Sorry for the wait.

Cute.

But you know, lost pets
aren't really my department.

Henry loves that dog.

She's got no tags.

Matthew couldn't stand
the jingling.

Is that really
why you're here?

I'm not sure if you want to talk
to your sheriff, or your...

I don't know what I am.

My friend.

Well...

you say he's never
raised a hand,

so there's no legal avenue.

That's the badge talking.

As a friend...

I have some other ideas.

How would that look?

Minister's wife
takes up with widowed sheriff.

No. Not in this town.

Fuck this town.

Pardon my language.

You go buy yourself
a road atlas.

Put your finger down
wherever you like.

Texas. Vancouver.

We'll make a fresh start.

- Alan, I can't leave.
- Matthew? You said yourself

- he's not the man you married.
- No...

I can't leave Henry.

I don't want you
to leave your son.

All you need to do
is pack a suitcase.

Sorry, I didn't know...

I was...
I was just leaving anyway.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Did I ever tell you
about what happened to Puck?

Matthew said she must
have run off.

But I found a box of poison
in the trash.

I always wondered...

What did he do?

Puck!

I used to see
the turkey vultures

wheeling around the sky
out back, over the woods,

but I was too chickenshit
to go look.

The thought of her
being picked apart,

nobody to bury her...

Over hard.

Isn't that how you like them?

- ♪ Some people run ♪
- Thank you.

♪ Some people crawl ♪

♪ Some people don't even ♪

♪ Move at all ♪

♪ Some roads lead forward ♪

♪ Some roads lead back ♪

♪ Some roads
are bathed in light ♪

♪ Some wrapped in... ♪

I found these in the garbage.

It's a sedative.

♪ Oh, time ♪

♪ Where did you go? ♪

God helps those
who help themselves.

♪ Oh, time ♪

♪ Where did you go? ♪

♪ Some people never get ♪

♪ And some never give ♪

♪ Some people never die... ♪

It's better this way.

The two of us.

When I was younger,

every night after dinner
I had a ritual.

Do you know what it was?

You'd take a bath.

Now, why in heaven
did I ever give that up?

I could draw one for you.

Would you?

♪ Time, oh, good, good, time ♪

♪ Where did you go? ♪

One.

Twenty-two...

Forty.

Ruth!

Where'd you go?

Ruth?

Ruth, where'd you go?!

Where'd you go, Ruth?

♪ Love of my own... ♪

- ♪ Love of my own... ♪
- THE KID: Ruth?

Where'd you go?

Ruth!

Ruth? Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?
Where did you go?

Are you there?

Who are you?

I'm smaller than a teacup.

You're still young.
You'll remarry.

It was a lovely wedding.

I don't want you
to leave your son.

All you need to do
is pack the suitcase.

No.

Leave him.

Just leave him.

Please.

Just leave him.

Ruth?

Alan.

Who's in there?

Is it me?

I'm so sorry.

Where in God's name
have you been?

I woke up and you were gone.

He's got a fever, Matthew.
You're gonna kill him out there.

Let's go to bed, Ruth.

This ends right now.

Tomorrow morning I'm taking you
to see Dr. Vargas.

Whatever you thought
you heard out there...

Henry heard it too.

Is he sick?

He told you what you wanted to
hear because I told him to.

If I'd known you were
gonna drag him out

all hours of the night,
chasing God knows what...!

Is that right?

Do you know
what false witness is?

"Yes," your mother told you
to lie to me,

- or "Yes"...
- I heard it.

Henry.

- Good man.
- Henry.

- Go to your room.
- Tell him the truth.

It's not your job
to protect me,

it's my job to protect you!

You'd hear it too if you
just knew how to listen.

You killed the dog,
didn't you?

I know you did.

I can put up with a lot,

but I will not
let you hurt Henry.

I'm takin' him away. Tonight.

My bag is packed.

No, you won't.

You never do.

- What are you talking about?
- Who's Dr. Vargas?

What?

"We'll go see Dr. Vargas.
tomorrow." Who's Dr. Vargas?

Somebody gave her carnations,
do you remember that?

Do you remember that?

She's... what do you call it?

Neurologist. Neurologist?

Yours, not mine.
And you can't leave

because, see, 'cause you didn't.

And you can't leave
because you didn't.

You're sick, Matthew.
You've lost touch with reality.

Says the woman that's arguing
with her dead husband.

Why don't you just ask me
what you really want...

Why don't you just ask me
what you really want to know?

Where are the bullets?

But I can't help you,
because I'm not me, I'm you.

And you can't remember.

I should have
taken the gun

and shot you
in your sleep.

- Why?
- To protect our son!

It's a little late for that.
What'd you ever do for Henry?

Nothing, because you were
too chickenshit.

- I packed the bag!
- And you unpacked it.

Clothes back in the drawers,
gun back in the linen closet.

What?

I packed... the bullets.

I never unpacked 'em.

Do you know
what false witness is?

He was Paul...
He was Paul, he wasn't Saul.

Because your life belongs
to God... belongs to God...

Before you tell me
it's irresponsible,

the bullets are locked away.

He'll never find them.

The bullets are locked away...

But I can't help you
because I'm not me...

it wasn't ringing...
a beautiful experience...

hear it too if you just
knew how to listen, listen...

What'd you ever do
for Henry? Nothing.

'Cause you were
too chickenshit!

Ruth.

Hi. It's me, Alan.

I've been back
from New Hampshire a few months.

Maybe you knew that.

So, Del Bonsant called,

he said he heard gunshots
up on North Prospect.

I could be dead in the ground,

folks would still ring me
when they need a policeman.

So I figured that,

I'd check and see
if you needed one.

A cop.

Ruth.

It's 'cause of you.

That's why I came back.

I... I know it's not fair

to put this on you
after all these years,

and if you want me to,
I'll go right now.

No. Please.

Don't leave.

Please don't leave.

I'm not goin' anywhere.