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-Previously on Ghost Whisperer:
-The book is the key to everything.

The book is always changing.
New things are written, old things are erased.

Carl said
that Aiden would have powers I don't.

What if that means seeing things I can't
that are real?

-Tell them why your friends shine.
-Because they don't have faces.

They're made of light. But they're scared.

-What are they scared of, buddy?
-The Shadows.

What kind of shadows are those?

The ones they make from the parts
that get left behind.

Parts of what?

People. Broken people.

Here you go.

-Be sure to let them cool a little.
-I will.

And save your tinfoil for the Shinies.
You, too, Aunt Delia.

Okay, honey, I will.

The Shinies?

Kind of sounds like a new family in town.

Pretty weird, huh?

Be grateful.
Ned's imaginary friend was named Bob,

and all Bob ever did was watch TV

and agree with everything Ned had to say.

I know, but he talks to these Shiny people
like they're real, you know?

And I can't see them or hear them,
and they put these scary ideas in his head,

like the Shadows.

Which she can't see, either.

Not the ones that move, anyway.

-Shadows that move?
-Apparently.

I mean,
could a 5-year-old even make that up?

One that lives with ghosts, sure.

What?

He's supposed to have abilities
that I don't,

but what if talking to these Shiny people
is one of them?

You know, I mean, what if Aiden's
imaginary friends aren't imaginary?

I don't know. Would that be so bad?

They told Aiden this morning
that something bad was gonna happen.

Something really bad, really soon.

I'll take that.

-All right, I need you to be still.
-Um, where are my parents?

I want my mom to come with me.

All right, Ruby G.,
don't even tell me you're nervous.

Hello? You guys are about to cut me open
and rip out my gallbladder.

-And I can't miss the playoffs.
-Time-out.

Nobody's gonna be ripping anything
out of anywhere.

And you're not gonna miss the playoffs.

Because we never let anybody
miss the playoffs, do we?

Hey, um, maybe we could postpone
the surgery?

Ruby, how many matches have you missed
because of your stomachaches?

Too many.

All right. So, this surgery is gonna make
that problem disappear.

Uh, if I can ever find a vein.

-We should try the other arm, huh?
-All right.

Yeah. Don't worry about it.
Everything's gonna be all right.

Thanks. Just relax, Ruby.
It's gonna be okay.

-I'm scared.
-There's nothing to be afraid of.

-Except this is gonna be a little pinch.
-Ow.

The surgery will take about an hour.

Then you're gonna be out

and you'll be able to go home
and sleep in your own bed.

Yeah, but I'm gonna have a big honking scar
on my stomach.

No. The surgery's laparoscopic.
There will be four tiny little marks.

All right, now Dr. Prakash
is gonna give you something

that's gonna help you relax.

Hey, um, you're not gonna let anything
happen to me? Promise?

-Promise.
-Here we go.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing, Dr. Morgan.
I was just helping--

Dr. Prakash is perfectly capable
of doing his job.

-Now scrub in.
-Right. Sorry.

Gallbladder's out.

No bleeders.

Surgical site looks good.

Nicely done. Let's finish up.

-Dr. Lucas is going to close.
-I'm honored.

Well, you're the one who promised her
there wouldn't be any scars.

Well, I didn't so much promise her that.

End tidal CO2 is down.

-What?
-Stats are dropping.

Could be an embolism.
Give her 100 percent O2.

-She's bradying down.
-BP's falling.

-Releasing hemoperitoneum.
-Let's get the ports out.

Uh, it's yours. Move.

-Cardiac arrest.
-Start compression.

-Give her epi.
-Okay, doctor.

Epi ready.

Come on. Come on, Ruby.

Come on, girl, right here. Stay with us.

Come on, Ruby.

Come on, Ruby.

There was nothing we could do.

She had massive pulmonary embolism.

She was a healthy 19-year-old girl.

Not healthy enough, apparently.

Is that how you feel?

-I mean, really?
-It's the truth.

That's how we cope with things, huh?

By not caring.

No, by not getting invested
in the first place.

You set yourself up,
not to mention the patient.

She was scared. I--
I just wanted to reassure her.

You made an invasive procedure
sound like a haircut.

The only thing you ever say
to a patient, ever,

is that surgery carries risks.

Period.

What the hell?

What the hell? What the hell? What the hell?

Oh, no.

See you tomorrow on rounds.
Don't be late.

Ruby, if that's you, I'm sorry.

And I understand if you're angry.

Angry. Angry. Angry.

Can you see us?

Okay. You want your night-light on?

No, I sleep better when it's dark.

Why is that, pal?

If there's no light,
there can't be any Shadows.

And I can see the Shinies better.

Do the Shadows come in here?

No. I just don't like to imagine them.

-You want me to stay with you?
-No. I'm not scared.

My friends didn't say any bad stuff
would happen to me.

Hey. Nothing bad
is ever gonna happen to you.

-I love you.
-Love you, too.

-Night, pal.
-Night, Dad.

Lockers slamming,
words repeating on the PA?

Sounds like a ghost to me.

Ruby Grayson.

She was a sophomore.

I haven't seen her hanging around.

It started happening right after we lost her.

That doesn't mean she's haunting you.

I mean, you said it yourself
that her death was no one's fault.

Yeah, but Morgan got on me
for reassuring her, right?

So, maybe she heard that.
And then she thought that--

Jim, you didn't do anything wrong.

Has anything else happened?

No.

But I'm telling you, I feel like...

I could feel that she was angry at me,
you know?

I don't blame her.

Probably 'cause you're angry at yourself.

Because you care.

Too much, according to Morgan.

One of the many reasons
I'm in love with you.

You were kind to her.

There's nothing wrong with that.

You know, maybe...

you're being haunted by your own doubts
more than anything else.

Maybe.

Look, what did Aiden mean when he said

that his friends said
no bad stuff would happen to him?

Nothing.

Tell you what,
why don't you send her picture to my cell

-and I'll take a look at it? Okay?
-Yeah.

-If it'll make you feel better.
-Yeah, it might.

Carl? If you're around,
I really need to talk to you.

Carl? Oh.

Do you always have to do that?

Do you always have to keep calling?

-Is it a problem?
-They don't like me to talk to you too often.

We're watchers, you know?
We're not meddlers.

I'm sorry. I know. It's just--

Your son. You're worried about your son.

His new friends.

It all felt harmless until they told him
that something bad was gonna happen.

Jim lost a patient
yesterday during surgery,

and he thinks
that she might be haunting him.

But you're not so sure.

Okay. Let me see the picture
on your cell phone.

How did you know that?

Oh, right. The watching.

Hmm. Haven't seen her.

Doesn't prove anything.

Why don't you ask me
what you really wanna know?

Is it true?

The Shinies and the Shadows?
It just all feels so fanciful.

Because you've never seen them. Hmm.

So, the person who asks people

to believe what they can't see

is refusing to believe
what she can't see.

It's completely normal
for children to have imaginary friends.

But you don't really believe that.

Carl, please, just once,
give me a straight answer.

I couldn't even if I wanted to.

It's too dangerous.

For you?

Are the Shadows that powerful?

All I can tell you is this:

The answers are there...

but you have to know when to look.

Don't you mean "where"?

That you already know.

If you're talking about the book,
Ned's already looked.

There's no Shinies or Shadows in there.

-Maybe not now.
-What does that mean?

What use would the book be

if it got itself destroyed?

Are you saying that the book hides things
to protect itself?

Someday...

someday soon,

you may wanna think about doing the same.

Please don't touch that.

President Bedford.
I wasn't sure how long I'd be waiting.

Your assistant didn't know where you were.

Well, I was detained. My apologies.

You wanted to see me about something?

You honestly don't know?
Professor Sanders?

Tenure? Job for life?

Well, if you wanna congratulate him,
I suggest a nice Bordeaux.

This is twice you've passed me over.

I get published more
and invited to more conferences

than any professor
in the entire Psych Department.

Do you?

I've also been voted best professor
by my students three years running.

Really?

I even worked on my appearance
and my hair since your last evaluation.

Well, I find that hard to believe.

It's a job offer, from Collier University.
It's not the first.

It's a good school. You should take it.

I don't want to leave here.

I can't.

Why not?

Let's just cut to the chase.
What do you have against me?

Well, it's not so much
that I don't respect you

or that I disapprove
of your cowboy methods

or that I cringe
every time you open your mouth

representing this university in public.

Although all those things are true.

It's just, the simple fact is,

I... just don't like you.

Well, for a minute there,
I thought it was personal.

What's not to like? I'm likable, right?

-People like me.
-Yeah, we like you.

Well, that's a start.

Jim, could you step it up, there?
I got a date at the wine bar at Lento's.

Hey, count me in there.

-Did you ID your ghost?
-Not yet.

And there haven't been
any other hauntings, so...

Maybe it's just some random hospital ghost

messing with the lockers
and the sound system.

Yeah, that's possible.

Or maybe the ghost
was just haunting somebody else.

What about Dr. Morgan?
Was he surprised by what happened?

I wondered about that.

He was surprised at first,
but then he just turned and walked away.

Mm, maybe it's not the first time.

Maybe that's why
he's being such a sourpuss.

Because he's got a ghost
keeping him up at night.

Hey, Dr. Morgan's a good man.

He's just frustrated
he can't perform surgery anymore.

He's in the early stages of Parkinson's.

You know, he's hard on us because
he wants us to be as good as he was.

Funny. The only thing Bedford wants
from me is to dry up and blow away.

What are you-- Are you crazy?

Yeah. For you.

Come on.

I locked the door.

Come on. I'll do anything for you.

Absolutely anything.

He used me.

And then he just threw me away.

What'd you see?

Um, let me just put it this way:

You're not the one who's being haunted.

Wow, so, the old man did okay for himself.

Was he by any chance married at the time?

No, he was divorced,

and I think for a long time.

Any clues about who she was?

Mm, she was wearing yellow scrubs.

Which means she was a med student.

-Damn it.
-Yikes.

The good doctor, whether married or not,
wasn't being so good.

-You're not blogging this. Don't blog this.
-I'm offended.

I'm searching for female med students
at Rockland

who have died in the past five years.

Here we go, two of them, both male.

-What do you got?
-Med-school Face Page.

Ooh, I found her.

"Tina Clark, 22, went missing this week."

That was six months ago.

-Is there a body?
-Doesn't look like it.

Wait. I know her.

She and I took Morgan's class.
She was really quiet.

I think she was his TA.

I think you mean "T and A."

Whatever their relationship,
we have to figure out what happened

between them
and why she's so angry at Morgan.

I'd really like to give this guy
a chance to explain himself.

He was a good teacher.

Dr. Morgan? Oh, I'm sorry.
Can I give you a hand?

I dropped some pills.

For my Parkinson's, if that look on your face
means it's any of your business.

I'm sorry.

I just came by to ask your advice
about that liver patient admitted last night.

-Aaronson?
-Yeah.

Leave the files.
I'll review it and I'll get it back to you.

All right.

Ahh, doctor,

look, I've been meaning to ask you
about, um, Tina Clark.

Do you remember her? Did you know her?

I knew her.

Someone I'm close to was asking about her,

and I remembered her
from your Intro to Clinical Medicine class.

You know she went missing, don't you?

I knew that she quit medical school.

-I heard she went to New York after that.
-Was that the last thing you heard?

I saw her photo in the news,
just like everyone else.

Right. I'm sorry.

I know this must be hard for you.
I know she was your teaching assistant.

And it did seem like
the two of you were close, so...

Did it, now?

Yeah. Look, I'm just trying to help find her,
that's all.

You should talk to the police.

Did they talk to you?

No. Why?

Do you think you know something
about her, about me?

Look, Dr. Morgan, the shortest answer
to that question is yes.

Something that could get you
a good evaluation, get you into Cardiology?

-Let it go. There's no mileage here.
-Doctor, I'm not trying to blackmail you.

I'm asking you to help find a young woman
I thought you cared about.

This is all sounding an awful lot
like blackmail to me.

We're done here.

All right.

-Blackmail?
-Yep.

You talked about a missing girl,
and he went straight to blackmail?

He said, "There's no mileage here,"
like he'd been cornered on the topic before.

Maybe someone else knew about the affair.

Well, people gossip.

Yeah, so, did you talk
to any of his other students?

Yeah, I did.

And nobody wants to be known as the person
who blackmailed their professor.

-But a few of them knew Tina.
-What did they say about her?

They said that she was always tired,
like any medical student,

but that she paid her tuition in cash.

In cash?

-Her full tuition?
-Yeah.

Lots of small bills in lots of installments.

And they said she was scraping by,

you know, just borrowing money
for books and lab fees.

But, you know, there was something else.

When I walked in on Morgan,
he was taking pills.

And he looked like he'd been caught.
He was wired.

Maybe he was just taking something
for his Parkinson's.

Yeah, or maybe he and Tina had more
in common than just their affair.

Wait a minute.
You think she was paying all her bills in cash

because they were dealing
right out of the hospital?

He does have easy access to drugs.

I feel so lost.

I can help you.

Please.

Please.

Don't judge me.

What do you mean?

♪ I heard you throw your man around ♪

♪ Pick him up just to let him down ♪

♪ It is a shame, baby, but I always knew ♪

♪Just the way you're gonna do ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, oh ♪

♪ Just a psychotic girl ♪

♪ And I won't get lost in your world ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh-- ♪

Tina?

Tina?

Go away, Tina. For good.

Who did this?

-Who was threatening you?
-It wasn't a threat.

-Are you saying that someone killed you?
-He wanted me gone.

Who?

Was it Morgan?

Yes.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

So, I tell you
that a med student is a stripper,

and you're not surprised, either?

Tina wouldn't be the first grad student
to moonlight.

That's what I said.

Tuition's expensive. Time is money.

-It's maximum results for minimum effort.
-Yeah, easy for you to say.

Well, what did Tina's other career
really have to do with anything?

Maybe that's why Morgan
wanted to be so rid of her.

It's bad enough for your career
to date a student.

Even worse if she happens to be a stripper.

What, bad enough
to wanna kill her, though?

Tina said that he wanted her gone,
but she still hasn't told me how she died.

We gotta find that body.
Have the police tell us what the ghost won't.

Morgan said the last thing he heard
is that she was on the way to New York.

If that wasn't in the papers,
it'll help narrow down the search.

Especially if they're only looking in morgues.

I'll call Detective Blair.

She doesn't ask questions anymore.
She's glad for the help.

Wait. Where are you going?

Uh, Tina's other life,

the one she hid,
to find out what else she's been hiding.

Wait a minute. You're going to a strip club?

Yes. Okay? And I never thought
I would say this to my husband,

but... you're coming with me.

Hallelujah.

What about me?

-Um...
-So, the bouncer said

you guys were friends of Tina's?

Uh, yeah, we took a class together once.

Did you know
that Tina was in medical school?

Yeah.

You know, I used to be
an executive assistant downtown.

Thought I'd do this a couple hours a week.

One night turned into three,

turned into five,

and pretty soon,
I couldn't stay awake at my day job.

Now this is what I do.

So, is that what happened with Tina?

She always said this was short-term for her,
and I believed her

because one day I came in,
and she was just gone.

Was that when they reported her missing?

No. She went missing later.

-She left here for New York.
-Didn't say goodbye?

Look, she got on the wrong side of somebody,
and she didn't say who.

You know, we tried to stay friends.
I even went to visit her once.

She had a nice place.

-A really nice place.
-You seem surprised.

We don't make that kind
of money here.

I figured she landed on her feet,

met somebody.

A rich somebody.

Charee, do you mind if we show you
some photographs?

Ahem, right. Have you seen this guy?

-No.
-Morgan had a beard for a while, so it might...

-Yeah.
-Wait, wait, go back.

That guy. I've seen him with Tina.

Wait. Why didn't the cops
show me that guy?

-That's Bedford. Are you sure?
-Oh, yeah.

-They were arguing about something.
-President Bedford.

At the time, I thought it was because
he was cheap and they were coming to terms.

To terms?

Because they went into the back room after.
You know, for a private.

The next day, Tina was gone.

Shh, come on, don't do it.

We told you.

What? You never told me.

Yes, we did.

Don't talk to him.

Why not?

You know why not.

Aiden, what are you doing?

Playing.

-Playing what?
-Teacher.

Is that the teacher?

Who's not supposed to talk to him?

You.

Who doesn't want me to talk to him?

My friends.

They say the Shadows don't like it
when you do.

Whose teacher have I been talking to?

Yours?

He teaches grown-ups.

Is it your daddy's teacher?

No.

Uncle Eli's.

Hey, I was just about to call you.

They found Tina's body.
She was laying dead in the street.

She's been a Jane Doe in some morgue
in downtown New York.

OD'd on prescription meds.

You know what? I'm not surprised.

I felt high when I was dancing.

She must have been doing drugs
just to make it through the night.

Cops were finally able
to search her apartment.

They found a lot of hidden cash.

Her friend said that she had money.
Enough to OD.

But, then, why would she be blaming
Dr. Morgan for her death?

Maybe 'cause he turned on her,
threatening her to make her leave town.

Except he's not the guy they saw at the club.
It was Bedford, your boss, your teacher.

My teacher?

Yeah, it was Bedford. Look, I'll explain later.

Now we just have to figure out
how he's involved.

-Think he's sleeping with her, too?
-It's gotta be more than that

-for the Shadows to get involved.
-The Shadows?

Yeah, Aiden said
that I'm not supposed to talk to Bedford,

because they don't like it when I do.

The Shadows, the parts that get left behind
when people go into the light,

they actually want something?

Well, whatever it is, they're scary enough
that the book decided to rewrite itself

to erase any mention of them.

Just pretend for a moment
that any of this makes sense.

The Shadows are in bed with the president?

That dude just gets more and more evil.

It's you!

No, you're wrong.

I'm not the one you should punish.

No!

Don't!

No!

-Was he injured?
-Only his ego.

I heard that when Maintenance finally
pried open the elevator door,

they found the president curled up
in the fetal position.

I only wish I could have been there
to see it.

Eli, he's a person.

A haunted person who has a ghost
that we can't cross over

until we find out what happened
between them.

What do you mean,
what happened between them?

Do we think that Tina was sleeping
with both Morgan and Bedford?

I don't know about that, but I do know
one thing that they both wanted.

You asked me to look for a connection, right?
Well, I think I found one.

Right around the time that Tina went missing,
Bedford became president of the university.

Guess who he was running against.

Dr. Morgan?

Who acted like he'd been threatened before
about his affair with Tina.

But if Bedford wanted the affair to go public,
why would he be at the club threatening Tina

to get her to leave town?

You know what?
Maybe it's the other way around.

Maybe Bedford was paying her to go public

and Morgan was threatening her
to be quiet and then go.

But would either one of those guys
threaten a girl's life over a job?

-Hmm...
-What if it was about more than the job?

What if it was about the book?

Wasn't Bedford managing the sale
of Rockland's rare book collection,

the one with our book in it?

Till it got stolen and ended up with us.

So, you think that Bedford knew
about the book, then?

I'm sure the Shadows did.

There must be some reason
why they don't want you talking to him.

Oh, if the wrong people got ahold
of that thing...

Bedford's president now.
He'd have total control over it.

Maybe that's what he's been after all along.

You wanna tell me why you're going around
asking questions about me and Tina Clark?

And the day after
you're asking these questions,

it's in the news that she's dead?

Doesn't that sound strange to you?

No, the only thing that seems strange
to me is this:

From the day I got here, you know,
I've been defending you

against people who say you're too hard
on your staff.

And you know what I tell them?
I tell them it's because you care.

You care about us,
you care about our patients.

And because you're an honest man.

But ever since this Tina thing started,
no, doctor, you have not been an honest man.

You're angry at me?

No. You're stonewalling me.

Why is that, Dr. Morgan?

You're right. I'm sorry.

I just don't know how.

If you're sorry,
stop lying and tell me what happened.

Some people call it a perk of my job.

I call it a waste of my time,

but attending surgeons are wined and dined
by sales reps all the time.

This one night,
the sales reps dragged me to a strip club.

I'm not gonna pretend I didn't look.

But I really wasn't in the mood.

So, I went outside to get some air.

On the way out,
I passed a partially open door.

I glanced inside, and I saw Tina
giving someone a private dance.

It would have ended there,
but... she looked up and saw me.

As soon as I got outside,

she was running to catch me.

Dr. Morgan!

No, please, wait.

She needed to tell me
that she only danced to pay her tuition.

I told her
it was none of my business, but...

You have to understand. I just--

...she was so ashamed,
she couldn't stop crying.

I, uh, gave her my shoulder.

But it didn't take long
for it to turn into something more.

Didn't you try to break it off?

A hundred times.

I'm not saying that I don't share the blame,
but Tina had problems.

She had an addictive personality,
and not just about us, either.

Do you think she was stealing meds?

I never caught her,

but I recognized the behavior,
and I'm pretty sure she was using.

-How did it end?
-My old friend Josh Bedford.

President Bedford? You guys are friends?

Were.

Josh came to see me
because he knew about me and Tina

and begged me to break it off,
for my own good.

See, he knew that I was on the short list
for university president.

What he failed to mention
was that he was on that list, too.

-What did you do?
-Well, like a fool, I did what he told me.

I let him talk to Tina for me.

What do you think happened?

She packed up overnight and left.

And somehow,
news of our relationship got out.

And somehow,
the guy they picked to be president

was the one person
that knew about me and Tina.

-You think he got her to disclose the affair?
-They find her dead body on a street corner

with a pile of cash sitting at home
in a new, expensive place,

when a month before she was lap-dancing
to make ends meet.

Now he's president,
handing out millions of dollars

in research grants
and construction contracts.

What do you think?

President Bedford. Do you have any idea
how hard it was to find you?

Not hard enough, apparently.

You're disappearing every day.
Your staff has no clue where you are.

Well, you could ask my mother
if she weren't comatose.

-That's your mother?
-Yeah.

I visit her every day since the liver failure.

Well, I'm sorry to hear about that.

Hmm.

So, you got something to get
off of your chest?

Look, I know all about your meetings
with Tina Clark.

And I know you probably paid her off
to go public about her affair with Dr. Morgan.

And I got a pretty good idea why.

You wanted to become president.

But not just so you could keep your foot
on the necks of professors you don't like.

You wanted to control the book.

Look, I'm gonna give you some advice,
and I suggest you don't make me repeat it.

Some of what you think you know may be true,

but it's just part of the story.

How do you know how much I know?

Because if you knew more,
you wouldn't be babbling about it

-where they could hear you.
-"They"?

Shut up and listen.

It's true,
I did pay off Dr. Morgan's stripper friend,

but only to make her leave town.

-Why?
-I was trying to help my friend.

It's the last decent thing I've done
in a long, long time.

If you didn't leak it, who did?

Just before I found out about Forrest--

Dr. Morgan's affair,

I had a meeting
with one of my old classmates

who was also one of the college trustees.

We were reminiscing about something,
and then suddenly his face went blank.

I thought he was having an episode
of some sort, but he wasn't.

And then he said,

"Joshua, you are going to be
the next university president.

All you have to do is nothing."

What are you talking about, Henry?

The next thing I know,
he was back to his normal self

and apologizing
for having broken my carafe.

I'm sorry.

Are you saying
something possessed your friend?

Look, I don't know what happened.
All I know is, the next day,

the rumors about Dr. Morgan
were flying around.

I thought I was the only one
that knew about it.

Who do you think spread the rumors?

Two days after I spoke to my friend,

I was recruited by the board

to replace Dr. Morgan as a candidate.

Now, one by one, each candidate withdrew

as skeletons began falling
out of their closets.

So, you're asking me to believe

that you had nothing to do
with the smear campaign

that got you appointed?

And who is this "they"
that is so desperate for you to be president?

You already know who they are.

You know what? I'm done being toyed with.

The minute that you can show me
the slightest respect--

Why do you think I have treated you
this way?

Why do you think I have tried
to chase you away from this university?

I've been trying to protect you.

You and Melinda.

Melinda? How did you--

Look, I've said too much.

Protect her from what?

-Is it the Shadows? Are you trying--
-Stop asking so many questions!

Don't ask any questions at all.

Tina?

I really need to talk to you. Are you here?

Tina?

My husband and Eli,

they spoke to Morgan and Bedford.

I think I understand now.

You died so young. That's hard to accept.

And you needed someone to blame,
and these two men--

No, they had nothing to do with how I died.

-So, then why have you been haunting them?
-I never haunted Bedford.

And Forrest, well, I loved him.

But I was angry at him until I heard
what you and your friends were saying.

That he never asked Bedford
to chase you away.

Well, Forrest was weak.

Just like I was.

He could never say no.

And Bedford, well...

...he was just trying to protect his friend.

But the truth is,

-they're the ones who need protecting now.
-From what?

I also heard what you said
about President Bedford,

about what he could control as president.

You mean the book?

So, I asked some questions.

You asked questions? About the book?
Well, who did you ask?

Ghosts.

There's so many.

Especially here.

In the hospital? Well, what do they say?

They were scared.

So, they didn't say much.

Eli said that something possessed a friend
of Bedford's.

Is it the Shadows?
Is that what the ghosts are so scared of?

Is that what you're trying to protect
Bedford and Morgan from?

Please, what is everyone so scared of?

Who's there?

Is anyone there?

Who are you? Is anyone there?

No!

What are you?

What do you want?

So, what was it? A ghost?

-Different than any ghost I've ever met.
-What do you mean?

It was like it could get inside me,

and all I felt was cold, fear and hate.

-Then it just disappeared?
-Sort of.

It was uncoiling like this band of cold
slithering off me.

Tina's here. She's just keeping her distance.

-Did you tell him what I can do?
-Yeah, I did.

A month ago, I would have booted him
out of the hospital.

But recently, you felt like Tina was here?

So, this light that she's supposed to go into,
she stayed back because of me?

You have to ask her that.

Is she here?

I don't know where to begin.

I'm so sorry for what happened.

I was your teacher.
I never should have let us get involved.

Tell him that he's right,
but that it's my fault just as much as it is his.

She says it's her fault, too.

But if I played a part
in leading her down a path to her death...

No, I had a pill problem
long before I met Forrest.

Her addiction was there
long before you were.

So, what's kept her here?
How can I help her move on?

I made so many mistakes.

Like not believing in myself

and running away from things
when I really should have faced them.

But the one thing that I always did
was I took the easy way out.

You know, the easy money,
the easy relationship.

She always chose the easy way out,

the easy relationship.

Didn't take any work.

Do nothing, we stay together.

Do nothing, and it eventually ends.

Just like Bedford.

That's what they told him,
"Do nothing, and you'll become president."

But I'm not gonna do that now.

I'm not gonna leave Forrest alone now,
or Bedford.

Even he's not to blame for this.

Tina, I know you wanna protect them,
but I don't think you can.

-How do you know that?
-You said it yourself.

Ghosts are scared.

Whatever this thing is, it can hurt them,
and they don't have the power to stop it.

Well, then, who can?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

Tina, whatever this thing is,

it can't mean more
than you being where you belong.

Can you see the light?

Look for the light.

She can see it, she just doesn't wanna go in.

If you wanna help me, move into the light.

-Why?
-Why?

All the time that we were together,

I told myself that I was good for you.

But I really wasn't.

I wanna be good for you. Once.

Please.

Tell him I don't know if we were good
for each other...

but he--

He was the best thing I ever had.

I will.

She's gone.

Please, Mother, Chopin isn't Muzak.

Now, if you don't pipe down,
I won't read you your Jane Austen.

Where were we, hmm?

Page 293.

"But no such happy marriage
could now teach the admiring multitude

what connubial felicity really was--"

"The," uh, "union of a different tendency,

and precluding the possible--"

Leave her alone.

She's helpless.

She can't even open her eyes,
for God's sake.

In the middle of the night,

when no one is looking,

I'm going to go to that machine
over there,

the one that keeps me alive,

and unplug it.

I will slowly die, Josh.

It will be painful.

And it will be on your head.

Why are you doing this to her?

You have no right.

I've done everything you've asked.

You've been sharing our business.

That's not acceptable, Josh.

You will pay a price.

I won't let you hurt her.

If I have to keep a nurse in here
24 hours a day,

I will do whatever it takes.

Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Nurse!

I need a nurse!

Nurse! Someone, please!

Nurse!