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Previously on Ghost Whisperer:

The day of the accident,
I saw Jim's ghost step into Sam's body.

-You're back!
-Do I know you?

I see the same guy that you see.

It's not Jim.

I just know what I see
when I look in those eyes,

-and Jim is in there somewhere.
-You're not going to tell me you think

I'm your husband reincarnated?

You're the only one who can see me.
Please help.

Is something there?

I'm sorry, again, for being so distracted.

Where is she always running off to?

She wasn't in this morning.
She wasn't here last night either.

From the rescue site
of the Rockland University student

who had been missing following
a rush last week.

-You know, they found that girl.
-Yeah? That's great news.

Where were you?

At the-- The firehouse.

Oh, right. You told me that. I forgot.

Later.

If that's Sam, tell him
that I'm at the restaurant already?

Because I don't want him
to cancel on me again.

It's a telemarketer.

What is going on?

Well, it's just, he's been acting
weird lately,

you know, like something's changed.

Like what?

I don't know.

It's like he can't trust me, which,
who can blame him?

I'm always running around after ghosts
or hushed conversations with Eli.

But you do know. It's all about ghosts.

Melinda, you have to tell him about it.

I mean, at best he'll believe you,
at worst, he'll think you're eccentric.

Like I did.

What?

Nothing. It's just, I was gonna tell him
at dinner tonight,

but I was hoping that you would
really talk me out of it.

Why? You tell people you see ghosts
all the time.

Yes, but it's not usually followed up
with, "oh, by the way,

you're my husband's soul
in another man's body.

Could you pass the salt?"

Are you planning
on telling him everything?

I'm going to see how he deals
with my gift, you know?

Baby steps.

Good night.

You didn't eat much.

Yeah, I guess I wasn't hungry.

Well, I'm glad that you got
some free time.

Yeah, schedule's been crazy.

Look, I wanted to spend time
together, but...

Never mind.

Look, I think I know what's going on,

and I just want to clear the air,

because I hate having secrets.

Good. That would be great. I--

What's wrong?
It's like you've seen a ghost.

Actually...

What the hell?

All right, so we got everything,
right?

So, how long do we have to stay
at this hotel?

Oh, probably just the night.

If the events are as frequent
as you say,

I should know something by dawn.

John, Devon, What's going on?

Oh, hey, Melinda.

We were just...

Some weird stuff has been going on.
Noises, things moving.

Then doors started opening.
Locked doors.

We're at the end of our rope.
Yeah, see--

I know you probably think
this sounds crazy,

and that's no offense to you,

but when the plumber
and the electrician couldn't help us,

we didn't know who else to call, but--

Linus Van Horn.

SPI. Supernatural Paranormal
Investigation.

Oh, here's my card.

What do you do, exactly?

Well, spectral beings emit energy,

so I set up infrared still
and video cameras,

ultra-sensitive audio recorders,
thermal measuring...

There's a lot of non-believers.

-I'm guessing you're among them?
-No, no, no. It's just--

-Really?
-Absolutely.

So, if you ever need a ghost hunter--

No, That's all right. I'm already
in hock to my witch doctor, but thanks.

Witch doctors.

Ghost hunters? Are people
really this stupid?

The clients, or the ghost guy?

What's the difference?
I mean, this is nonsense. Ghosts?

What you were saying
about clearing things up--

You know what, I-- I--

I forgot to write a check
to the website guys.

I'm just gonna run back to the store.

-I can go with you.
-That's okay.

Because I'm just gonna do
some other things.

So I'll just-- I'll see you later.

Right.

I was this close!
You know, to coming clean.

And then this guy had to show up.

How is Sam
supposed to take me seriously

When there's a hearse
driving around town

-with a big, giant ghost on top?
-What if there really is a ghost?

Well, then it needs to be handled
respectfully and crossed over.

Not tormented and photographed
by some guy

who has no idea
what he's dealing with.

Wait. So, these guys
actually really can detect ghosts?

Yes, some of them, but that's all.

They can capture recordings
and sounds,

but they can't communicate with spirits.

So, people spend money

just to confuse and anger ghosts,
and make things worse.

All right, our ability should be
on a need-to-know basis.

Otherwise, we run the risk of becoming
a complete laughingstock.

Trust me.

Sounds like you speak from experience.

Yeah. I was almost outed
by that Shame the Devil website.

So, you come to me to do what, rant?

-No, for help.
-Oh, boy.

Please? Okay, will you just go
over there,

find out if there's a ghost,
and cross him over?

All right? Tell that guy to take
his carnival act somewhere else,

Because I really...

I really need to tell Sam the truth
with just a little shred of dignity.

If you want to learn about ghosts,
you need the right equipment.

That's a K-2 meter.

That measures magnetic fields.

Theoretically, if used properly,

you should be able to get ghosts
to communicate with you,

you know, like two blips for yes,
one for no sort of thing.

Sounds primitive.

Have you communicated
with any ghosts?

Uh... Well, no, not yet.

But I have heard them, through EVP.

-Electronic--
-Voice Phenomena, yeah.

And I've seen them, too.
Well, the recorded images.

Here, check these out.

Huh?

Look at that.

I used to use a TIDC.

That's a thermal imaging digital camera.

Detects, you know,
long wavelength infrared,

things that are invisible
to the human eye.

But then I upgraded to the MFSC.

I'm not gonna touch that one.

That's a multi-frequency
sensitive camera.

And ever since I got this baby
right here,

I've been detecting ghosts everywhere.

They look like little specks of dust.

Yeah, But they were taken
in total darkness

where there's no light to detect dust.

I thought you said you were a believer.

Oh, I do believe with the skepticism
of science.

-Wow, that's a really hot ghost.
-What?

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

That's, uh-- That's my ex-girlfriend.

And you got all this using your multi...

Frequency sensitive camera,
that's right.

This baby right here. And not cheap.

What do we do now?

We turn off the lights and we wait.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey!

-Wait.
-Hey, hey!

Look at this, come here!
There is definitely a presence.

Yeah, you can call it that.

This is so weird.
Usually when I pick up an EVP,

-something comes up--
-Stairs! Point it towards the stairs!

What?

There it is!

-Wait, is that-- Is that--
-Is that really-- Come on, come on.

-I just saw my first ghost.
-Yeah.

How did you know where it was?

Can you see us?

Are you listening?
I said, I saw my first ghost!

Wait, so this ghost guy is the real deal?

Only in that he can take pictures.
Nothing else is new.

Oh, really,
Ms. I-See-Ghosts-All-the-Time?

Can us newbies bask a little? Please.

Okay, enough basking.
Did you talk to the ghost?

No.

But I kind of let it slip
that I could hear them,

so Linus is extending his run.

-Eli, you validated this guy?
-No!

I merely heard the ghost
he photographed,

which means he's legit.

Besides, won't this help you prove
to Sam that ghosts are real?

Yeah, well, fuzzy orbs
wouldn't have swayed me.

Thank you. You know, Eli,
you have to cross this ghost.

-And get rid of this guy.
-Give me more time.

I don't have much more time.

I know. But when I tried
to engage her in a little one-on-one,

she realized she was being videoed,
she bounced.

Great, so she's hiding something.

It'd be so much easier
if you came over there and--

I can't, okay?

If I start hanging out at a house
with a plastic ghost in front,

-Sam's gonna think I'm nuts.
-Okay, look, I did my research.

They bought the house in probate sale
from the estate of one Evelyn Bellsbury,

senior citizen who lived there from 1972
until she vanished a few years ago.

-Case was never solved.
-Well, solve it for God's sake, okay?

Just find out what's keeping
this Mrs. Bellsbury here.

Get her into the light
so Melinda can tell Sam!

I really-- I just can't take much
more of this!

Okay! I'm on it.

Okay.

Come on. Let's see who you are.

"Grandview antiques dealer
Melinda Gordon

seems to be hiding
a very mysterious sideline."

Damn it.

Trouble, no!

No! Hey, sorry,
but can't you read the sign?

I'm actually not selling anything.

I'm-- You're Jeffrey Crockett, right?

I'm Dr. Eli James. I'm writing a paper

on the plight of Grandview's elderly,

and I was wondering
if you knew anything

about your neighbor, Evelyn Bellsbury.

A little. We bought the house
10 years ago,

right before she disappeared.

I was hoping to learn
a little bit more about that.

Well, yeah. She was a really
sweet old lady.

We called her Mrs. Blueberry

because she made the most amazing
jellies and jams.

Trouble! No!

-I didn't realize she was married.
-Well, she wasn't.

It was just her and her parakeet
as far as I know.

Anyway, we were shocked
when she went missing.

Do you remember anything about that?

Let's see, she brought
over these scrumptious

blueberry tarts for the holidays.

I mean, the filling was unbelievable.

The pastry was like butter. It-- Trouble!

And then a couple weeks later,

there were cop cars out in front
of her house.

So, she just left?

Well, nobody really knows.
Her car was there,

her keys were in her purse in her house
with her license and her passport.

There was still a bunch
of blueberry tarts on the windowsill.

Any chance that she could have
just wandered off?

I don't know how far she'd have gotten.
She walked with a cane.

-I gotta let the dog out, you gotta go.
-Give me a five-second head start.

-Hey.
-Sam, hey.

I'm sorry, but Melinda
just stepped out for a while.

Do you have any idea
where she might be?

Actually I don't,
but you're welcome to stay,

or I can just tell her
that you stopped by.

Oh, okay, yeah.

She's pretty guarded,
isn't she? Melinda?

You know, where she goes all the time.

What she's doing.

Yeah, she's kind of a private person.

I don't want to seem like
I'm checking up on her

but I just can't shake the feeling
that there is more going on

in her life than... selling antiques.

-She's, um... complicated.
-I know.

I get it, I do. And that's cool.

Just lost her husband, and maybe
I'm asking for too much, too soon.

But if there is something going on
with her,

I just want her to know
she can let me in.

She will.

-I know she will.
-I hope so.

Sam, Melinda has got this huge heart.

And she's such a good person,
and she helps a lot of people,

and she just doesn't like to be
in the limelight or take credit.

Credit for what?

-You just gotta give her some time.
-Yeah.

And when she does talk to you,

you gotta keep an open mind, okay?

Like, wide open.

Here you go.

Coffee, and in honor of our ghost,
blueberry pastries.

Because I did a little research,
and our ghost--

Is most likely Evelyn Bellsbury,

who the neighbors affectionately
refer to as Mrs. Blueberry.

So, you met Trouble.

Yes, I met Trouble, and I brought him
dog biscuits, too.

I really do my homework.

You know, if Mrs. Bellsbury
tells us what happened to her,

she could be--
She could be the one.

-The one?
-Yeah, I mean, people may think

that folks like you and I are crazy,

but if we can actually prove
that a ghost helped us solve

a missing persons case...

Whoa, she's here!

Hit the lights.

Come here.

Holy cow.

Talk to her. Talk to her!

Evelyn? Can you tell me
what happened to you?

Whoa, she's on the move. Here.
Put these on.

Whoa.

-She's moving kind of slow because--
-She walked with a cane.

Yeah.

Oh, look! There it is.

Oh, my God.

It really is her.

This is awesome!

Wait, wait, wait.

That's the door the occupant said
kept opening.

Even when it was locked.

I got goosebumps.
Do you have goosebumps?

Mrs. Bellsbury?

She's gone.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. My bad.

Cake mix?

Cake mix?

It's empty.

Hey, look, there's a false bottom to this.

Thirteen cents.

It's an old savings passbook.

Look at this,
right before she disappeared,

she withdrew everything
she had in cash.

Do you think she hoarded
all of her money in these cake boxes?

Yes, I do.

But where's the money now?

Little old lady, living alone.
Withdraws all of her savings, and then--

Wait, wait, you think somebody knew
that all of her money was here?

Could have been anyone.
Housekeeper,

or someone who followed her home
from the bank.

-Because the next thing--
-She disappears.

She leaves a fresh batch
of blueberry tarts

just sitting on the windowsill, cooling.

What a waste.

I think she might have been murdered.

Murder! We're talking murder!

Poor old Mrs. Blueberry,
she put all her money into dry goods,

-and they whacked her.
-Keep your voice down!

-God, what, are you in the mob?
-Wait until you see the footage.

Did he upload this
to his website already?

Yeah, guy's gotta make a living.
And if Linus cracks a murder,

he's on his way to some ghost coin.

I thought you said
this was a passion for him.

It is! And after seeing my first spirit,

I'm thinking about quitting
my day job, too.

You were that inspired
by some shifting, grainy blob?

Don't call Mrs. Blueberry a blob.

She's a nice, murdered little old lady.

-How do you know?
-She baked treats.

How do you know
that she was murdered?

Okay, so, fine, she led you
to some stored money--

All of her money, withdrawn
days before she disappeared.

One day it's gone, and so is she.

What? You think she went to Paris
and left her tarts on the windowsill?

I don't know.
The woman was 76 years old.

Maybe she forgot about them.

Ooh, I forgot about them!

Why can't this be murder?

Are you jealous because I'm playing
with Linus?

Look, if she was killed by somebody,
why wouldn't she just tell you that?

-Sam!
-Hey.

-Eli!
-Melinda.

-Eli.
-Sam.

Yeah, I just-- I thought I'd come by.

I saw you were home, and...

What is that?

-That's--
-That's the guy.

That's the ghost guy, right?

Yeah, Eli was just showing it to me.

Yeah, I was talking to him.

I like people who are different and stuff.

Wait a minute, what's that?

-Supposed to be some kind of ghost?
-I think so, yeah.

Yeah. How did he do that?

What makes you think he did anything?

What, you guys don't believe
in this stuff, do you?

Well, I mean, he recorded sounds
and some energy moving around.

Yeah, it's easy enough
to doctor footage, isn't it?

Well, I guess so, but the neighbors
did say that they heard voices,

you know, when nobody else
was home.

Right, hearing noises,
like bumps in the night.

It's basically air and plumbing.

Energy? Isn't that just when we forget
where we put keys?

Well, what makes you so sure?

You know, I barely know
who I am right now,

so I'm not sure about much,

but the one thing I am sure of
is that ghosts aren't real,

And I'm very sure that guys like this
who say they are,

are just preying on other people's fears.

What's up with Sam's negativ-o
attitude about all things paranormal?

You'd think a ghost ate his dog
or something.

Yeah, it's weird. I mean,
Jim was never like that, not at all.

When you told him, he just jumped
right into a believer?

All I know is, he--

He believed in me,

and somehow it's harder for him
to do that now.

Wait. I really get the sense--

And this knucklehead,
he's not making it any easier.

-What can you do?
-Nothing! It's probably fine.

Look, you said a woman was murdered
in our house and she's still there.

-How is that fine?
-It's-- Oh, hi.

Hey, I was just coming by to see
how everything's going.

Honestly? Terrible.

Guess what?
We bought a haunted house.

-Honey, I--
-You saw the proof!

You guys are talking about
the previous owner, right?

Mrs. Bellsbury? Did you ever meet her?

-No. Did you?
-No.

Did you actually--
Did you actually see her?

I mean, how did she make
her presence known?

Well, we started hearing clanging
and banging in the night.

And the jars would rattle
in the basement.

-Jars?
-You know, `sealed glass jars

people buy for canning.

She left hundreds of them.

Look, we have to re-register at the hotel
if we're going to stay another night.

-It's good seeing you, Melinda.
-You too.

You call us if there's any resolution.

And I truly believe that spirits
do not mean us any harm,

you know, they just want to be heard
and understood!

You didn't tell me about jars.

I didn't know about them, I still don't.

Okay, you said that she was hiding
her money in the pantry.

Then it's gone, what else is missing?

Um... her body?

The fruits of her labor.

Okay. All right, she was stocking up.

What year did she go missing, exactly?

I guess it was 1999.

So, the last time that the neighbors
saw her, it was Christmas.

But what if-- What if she wasn't
saving up for Christmas?

What if it was for New Year's?

Uh-oh.

Mrs. Bellsbury?

If it is you, can you please tell me
what happened--

Oh, no. no.

No, no, no. Hey, wait, wait, come back!

She's here!

She's, she's here, she's here!

He's a psycho.

What is that? Do you hear that?

I don't hear ghosts. You do.

Oh, right.

Right.

Come on.

Yes.

Why is she making that noise?

Whoa.

No!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute. What happened?

Are you seeing this?

It's Mrs. Bellsbury!

I know that dress. I saw it in a photo.
Holy cow!

-Hello, are you seeing this?
-I see it!

-I saw it.
-And?

Right body, wrong ghost.

The pressure latch jammed.
She got locked in.

Wasn't a robbery, either. The police said
they found her life savings down there.

Minus the 13 cents we found
in that cake box.

-So much for robbery murder.
-Yeah. I'm glad about that.

Look, I'm gonna try
and grab some more gear.

The police might need my help,
you know?

There's still a story to be told here.

And thanks to this puppy,
I'm the man to tell it.

I think Mrs. Bellsbury's been at peace
for a long, long time now.

Are you sure you didn't see her spirit?

Not unless she was trans-gendered
or cut 20 years off her age.

What was she doing down there?

I think she was preparing
for the millennium.

I mean, the jars, the preserves,

the money that she was hiding
in her secret room.

A panic room.
She was making a panic room

because 1999 was coming to a close.

Yeah, the whole world was freaking out.
You know, January 1st, 2000.

The computers were supposed to fail,
banking systems collapse.

Life as we know it would cease.

She was a Y2K nut.

But who's the ghost that led us to her?

-I have no idea.
-Neither does Linus.

-And Mrs. Blueberry sure ain't talking.
-Wait a minute.

Linus. What if we're right?

What if the ghost isn't someone
in her life

or the new owners?

Who else does that leave?

Linus? But I only said that
because you said it already.

Ever since he got his fancy equipment,
his very accurate fancy equipment,

he's been able to see ghosts
everywhere.

I haven't seen ghosts everywhere.
Have you heard any?

-I just assumed he was exaggerating.
-What if he wasn't?

What if the reason he's the only one
who's finding ghosts

is because he's the one who's haunted?

Anyway, as you can see,
there's a lot of activity here.

It's unbelievable!

I've gotten three calls from reporters,
two new clients,

and my website is getting slammed
with hits.

Congrats.

You're the one that figured out
that Mrs. B was canning

for catastrophe. You should be
sharing some of the credit.

I appreciate that, but I prefer
to keep what I do private.

Why? It's so cool.

Eli, you could change
the way that people think

about the dead, about the unknown,
about everything.

Yeah, well, it might change
the way people think about me.

You can't--
You can't be worried about that.

I-- I-- Yes, I know, I paid the price
for believing,

but it doesn't matter,
because it's important to me.

Why?

I mean, one day I heard ghosts,
I needed an explanation.

But you, you took a leap of faith
long before you had proof.

Oh, I had proof. Believe me.

I grew up in a bad part of the city.

And when we were 9,
my friend, he got shot.

Just crossing the street.

It was pretty hard
to feel safe after that,

but... I did.

Why?

My grandmother told me
that he was with me.

Your friend who died?

Did your grandmother have the gift?

Well, she can't see
or hear ghosts,

but she believes in guardian angels.

And she said that I have one
with me now.

And she must have been right,

because how else would
I have gotten out of there?

Gone to college, graduate school.

All along the way, being guided
to people who would help me.

Well, like Carrie.

Here you go.

Carrie? Who's Carrie?
Is that someone who died?

No. no, no. It's my ex-girlfriend.
You saw her picture.

Yeah. Even after she broke up with me,

she loaned me the money to buy
that multi-frequency sensitive camera.

I mean, is that nice or what?

Um, mixed.

But I'm interested in this guardian angel.
Is he still with you?

Sure, yeah, I guess.

Do you think it's someone other than
your friend who died as a child?

Say a man, mid-50s,
you may have known?

That's pretty specific, Eli.

Do you know anyone who died
that matches that description?

No, no, not a soul.

Why? Do you hear somebody
around me?

Because Carrie would have captured
something like that.

Carrie, your girlfriend?

No, no, no. I named my MFS camera
in her honor.

Okay.

When you said Carrie picks up
ghost images,

basically everywhere you go
since you got it-- Her,

-there's a spirit around you.
-Spirits are everywhere.

I just didn't see them until I got Carrie.

When was that, exactly?

He doesn't know anyone
who fits that description?

He didn't seem to, but I do know
when he started clocking spirit stuff.

Spirits, or this particular spirit?

That's for you to figure out.

But it all started when Carrie
gave him the boot

and a nice loan for his fancy camera,
a rather large loan.

Eli, I'm not a jealous guy.

We haven't been dating long
for me to even be jealous.

But, look, I have to say,

I do notice you coming in and out
of Melinda's at all hours, I do.

We're friends.

I know, and that's not what I'm after.

I don't think for a minute
that you guys are involved.

Not for a minute?

I mean, we're not, But... a minute?

Eli.

-I'm here about the bodies.
-Excuse me?

The dead people that tend to surface

every time Melinda becomes interested
in something.

There was the little girl
at the bottom of the well

she was suddenly fascinated by.

There was the sorority girl
lost in the woods.

-She wasn't dead.
-Nearly dead.

And the old lady
that they just found.

Look, Eli, tell me,
I know you worked on this case.

Case? What are you talking about?
I'm a professor.

Yeah, but you're also
a clinical psychologist

who consults with the police.

What makes you think that?

Because you told me one night,
over drinks.

I gotta quit drinking.

You had one beer.

That's pathetic. I gotta quit bragging.

Look, I talked to Delia
and she said, look,

cut Melinda some slack, okay,

because she does so much
for the community.

She helps people.

Now you tell me, how does
an antiques dealer do that?

Well, you can do stuff.

You can't tell me.
All right, I'll say it--

She's a profiler, isn't she?

Well, if she was,
and I'm not saying she is,

-it should be her place to tell you?
-She lies to me.

And I just want to know why.

And if she's not working with the law,
then what the hell is she doing?

Please.

Okay, look.

Her official title is criminologist, okay?

But she operates completely
and totally under the radar.

The feds insist on that.

Yeah.

So Linus sent you to me
for a reference?

How did you know you were haunted?

I've, um...
I've sensed things around me,

I'm guessing that you believe
in what Linus does.

What's important is that he believes.

He's not in it for the money.

When I was with him, I had
to push him to even bill for his time.

Do you--

Do you feed the birds
like that every night?

No.

It's a baby raccoon.

I think its mother abandoned it.

I guess I'm just the patron saint
of lost causes, like Linus.

I'm guessing that he wasn't
having much luck

when you were with him.
Finding ghosts, I mean.

No. Not too many.

But did you see him on the news
last night?

He found this woman
who had been missing for years.

If only some people could see him now.

Who are we talking about?

My father.

He died.

I'm sorry.

He was always so hard on Linus.

You know, he thought
he was such a loser and a kook,

a pile of wasted potential.

Not someone to build a future with.

When the rent checks kept bouncing

and a fun date
meant going to the impound

to get the boot off our car...

I caved.

And I dumped him.

But you missed him.

A lot.

Enough to buy some new equipment
for him?

Well, after my father died,
I didn't see the harm.

Do you-- Do you have a picture of him?
Your father?

Yeah, why?

I think I can tell you in a minute.

If I could just see a picture.

Okay, I have some on my phone.

He would roll over in his grave
if he knew what I did with his money.

Yeah, I think he's done much
more than that.

New clients.

Well, I guess the Linus show
is extended once again.

But they don't realize
is the ghost he's looking for

Is his ex-girlfriend's father.
What is wrong with you?

You'd think I'd know what to do
with my anger,

but look at me, my body is vibrating.

You're really that mad?
I mean, he's a ghost.

-They lie to us all the time.
-No, this is different.

Linus can't detect ghosts like us,

but that never shook his faith.

He doesn't deserve to be
deliberately mocked this way.

-Wow, you really care about him.
-Yeah, I do.

He's kind of like my protege.

-He kind of looks up to me.
-That's cute.

It's not cute, it's serious.

I hope this ghost creep
stays earthbound forever.

I'm glad the old man screwed up.
He made Linus

look like an actual genius.

You just said that the ghost actually
made Linus look like a genius.

Yeah, his plan backfired, precisely.

What if that was his plan?

Okay? what if-- What if that ghost
is actually trying to help him?

Oh, great.

So, now the ghost is a good guy?

What would be wrong with that?

-What am I supposed to do?
-Walk it off.

All right? We have to go talk to Linus.
Go. Walk.

With a full night to observe, maybe two,

I can confirm whether or not
your manifestations

indicate a spectral infestation.

So, this is for real?

Those machines can prove
we have actual ghosts?

Didn't you talk to Devon and John?

Well, what happens after?
How do you get rid of them?

Well, I mean, there's a whole process.

But detection is the first step
to elimination.

Could you excuse us for a minute?

Yeah, of course.

So, I guess word of mouth
is good for business.

You know, it's like ever since
that Mrs. Bellsbury thing,

it's like everybody who has air
in their plumbing has a ghost.

It's not that I'm saying that they don't.

It's just I feel kind of bad
taking advantage.

So, is that how John and Devon
found you?

You helped somebody they knew?

Actually, there's a funny story to that.

Both John and Devon each said
that they found their browser

open to my website.

They thought that the other one
left it for them.

I've seen evidence of ghosts interacting
with electronics before,

But--
It's almost like Mrs. Bellsbury

wanted me to find her, you know?

Yeah, it's a lot like that.

Okay.

Okay, you may be right.

The ghost may not be evil.

Yeah, which means he's been
leading you this whole time,

to the money stash,
the basement room, everything.

But we did some pretty good
detective work. I mean...

And the ghost had us look
where he wanted.

Look, I wasn't suggesting
that you're not a good profiler.

You, either. The best.

Yeah, except I'm not a profiler.

-What?
-Sam stopped by earlier.

Had some questions.

Eli!

And I was a vault
on the whole ghost thing.

I didn't say anything,
not a word, not even a syllable.

The whole ghost thing?

Yeah. sometimes you have to use
a smaller lie to cover the larger one.

What did you tell him?

He may have gotten the impression

that you sometimes work
for the government.

-The government?
-FBI, really.

FBI?

As a profiler, but it sounds
pretty sexy, right?

Hey!

-Oh, my God. Are you okay?
-Jacob.

-Hey! Are you okay?
-I'm okay.

You were running so fast--

Jacob, honey, what happened?

-I'm okay.
-You okay?

I just fell. I'm okay.

What were you scared of?
Why were you running?

He said there were ghosts!

He said that?

Is that true? You told this child
there were ghosts in his house?

No, I was trying to explain
to the parents how this all works--

Wait, how what works?

How your camera takes pictures
of things that aren't there?

-Or how to make out the check?
-Sam.

I think that you don't understand
the whole picture.

No, I think I do. The credit this guy
is taking for finding a dead body,

actually belongs to someone else,
it has nothing to do with ghosts!

-Well, actually--
-No, I know this.

-I know it.
-No, you don't!

-Melinda, you don't have to defend him--
-Yes, I do!

Linus is telling the truth.

What? I don't understand this.

It's all real.

Linus, the ghost, the machines.

I can make you a ghost
detector machine in five minutes.

-You need batteries, diodes, and--
-Yeah, except I don't--

I don't need the machine
to tell me that it's real.

I see ghosts.

I have since I was a little kid.

All right, if this is supposed
to be funny, it's not.

Yeah, I know.

Come on, come on.

What took you? I got everyone here,
but I'm a little stuck without my eyes.

Is this ghost ready for the crossover?

-Why don't you ask him?
-Well, he's here, I established that,

-but I just don't know his mood.
-Better than mine.

-That thing with Sam?
-Let's just get this over with.

That's the attitude.

Carrie, hi.

Your father's here, and I think there's
something he wants to say to you.

Not only her.

I wanna say something to Linus.

And to Linus.

I'm sorry that I doubted you...

when you told me what you believed
about ghosts.

I don't know If I can do this.

I remember when Linus first explained
where his belief came from.

His guardian angel.

He remembers when you told him
about your friend,...

the one that died.

That was the first time
I brought Linus home.

Probably not the best way
to make an impression.

I thought he was weak-minded
to believe in such nonsense.

Until I was dead, I never...

understood how alone
he must have felt.

Or how strong he was
to believe anyway.

Nolan says he never appreciated

how hard it must have been
for Linus to believe

when everyone doubted him.

And to think my not believing

might have ruined their chance at love.

I couldn't go on until I made it right.

Nolan couldn't stand the idea
that his doubt kept you two apart.

So, that's when he found Mrs. Bellsbury
and led Linus to her.

He thought if Linus got some
credibility for the case,

it would bring Carrie back to you.

Is that about right?

Thank you.

Thank you.

You've given me the greatest joy.

He's crossing over,
and he says goodbye.

Oh, come here.

-Why is it so hard?
-What?

Believing.

Hey.

You got a minute?

-You must hate me right now.
-Hate you?

For making you feel bad
about what you do.

-Look, who the hell am I to--
-It's not your fault.

It's just a sensitive thing for me.

Ever since I lost my memory,
and my life.

I try to latch on to things
that are solid,

and so it's made me allergic
to things that are...

not so solid.

That makes sense.

It's funny.

Because some of the best things in
my life right now make no sense at all.

Like what?

Like us.

We don't make any sense?

No, me waking up out of this coma

and the only thing I know
are my feelings for you.

I can't explain it. I--

-Do I have to rewind the tape?
-No, please, let's--

-Let's not rewind the tape.
-Right.

If you're looking for something solid...

what about ghosts?

Why would I let something I can't see
come between us?

Because this thing that I do, it's--

It's a really big part of me,
and if you don't believe in it, I--

Hey, you needed a little time
and a little space

to get ready to tell me this.

Let me have the same to get used to it.

Take all the time you need.

All right, thanks.

♪ Let it be me ♪

♪ Let it be me ♪

♪ Let it be me ♪