All language subtitles for Ghost.Whisperer.S04E17.2008.Disney+.WEB-DL.1080p.H264.DDP-HDCTV_track3_[eng]

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.

Wait, you think that
I'm your husband reincarnated.

I see ghosts.

This thing that I do,

it's a really big part of me,
and if you...

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.

Take all the time you need.

No, no, no.

It's easy, okay?
I'll walk you through it.

Do you see the light?

No?

All right, we'll try it again.

Okay! Great.
So, you do see the light. Okay.

So, now just press the star key
and enter the code.

Okay.

Good. All right. I'll see you later.
Bye.

-Morning.
-Sorry.

Um, Delia is having some trouble
with our security system.

Ah, that's good.

Oh. Oh, you thought that I--

"Into the light." You know.

Well, to be fair, it looks similar,
only minus the earpiece.

Do you mind?
I really need some coffee now.

No, it's fine. Help yourself.

Look, I know that this is hard
to wrap your head around,

but I wanna be an open book with you,
especially with you.

Okay. Uh, well, that's good,
because I got a lot of questions.

Well, I have some answers.

All right, so...

This is what it looks like, right,
when you talk to them?

And how they--? Wait a minute.

First of all, are there any of them
around here right now?

No, but they do visit me here,

I mean, some
because they need my help

and they know I have a gift,

and others just pop up
when you least expect it.

And you just talk to them.

Yeah. I help them figure out
why they're still earthbound, you know,

get them into the light.

And Eli does the same thing.

-In his own way, yes.
-Wow.

All part of the day's work, I guess.

It's not every day. It's just...

When they do show up,
I feel like it's my job to help.

Right.

Melinda, I wanna believe you.

I mean, A,
because I'm crazy about you,

but, B, because...
It's just so amazing. I...

Look, I'm off today, I just-- I wanna
go down and check in to the job site,

but can I come back
and just hang out with you and...

watch you do what you do?

-Bad idea. What's wrong?
-No, it--

No, it's just this is more than...
what I do. It's who I am.

Hey, no, no. No ghost jokes, I promise.
Cross my heart and hope to die.

Nope. Not a ghost in sight.

Now, wait a minute. What about, uh...

when the lights went off
in the hardware store?

Power failure. Oh, and those boxes
that fell at the post office...

-Just gravity.
-Yep.

I gotta say,
I'm a little disappointed so far.

Are you kidding?

A day without ghosts is like a vacation.

It's nice to be able to run errands
without being harassed,

-although the day is young.
-Hmm.

All right, whatever you say.

Look, I gotta run in here
and grab a check from my boss.

He's, uh, redeveloping this whole place
as a school, grade by grade.

-Cool.
-Yeah.

Come on, kids.

-Oh, wow. Cute kids.
-Yeah.

I do remember liking them.

You go down the slide first,
okay?

♪ Alouette
Gentille alouette ♪

♪ Alouette
Je te plumerai... ♪

Because, because you don't believe
anything that I say.

What is it?

Come on. Take your time.

-You look like you've seen a ghost.
-Three, actually. There's...

There's one by the tree,
one on the merry-go-round, and...

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪

One on the swing.

-Really?
-What was this place

before you guys renovated it?

Some kind of clinic, I think.

Okay, everybody, let's line up.
Snack time.

♪ Alouette... ♪

-Why?
-Some of the patients are still here.

♪ Alouette ♪

♪ Je te plumerai ♪

♪ Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai la tête ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪

Can you see us?

Okay, so prior to last year,

Parkdale Academy was Providence
Care Clinic, established 1962,

and prior to that...

It was the Valley Springs Sanatorium.

A mental hospital,
which would explain the ghosts I saw.

I know what you're thinking.
Maybe this was something

she already knew or something
she once heard then she just forgot.

You had your doubts, too?

Ah, big doubts.

Well, what finally convinced you?

I just saw all the people that she helped,

you know, most of which didn't
even believe her either at first, so...

Okay. There are ghosts.

-But how can they be threatening?
-Uh, it depends.

I mean, sometimes
the ghosts can be benign.

Other times,
they're a complete nuisance,

and then the really troubled ones,

they can be dangerous.

How so?

Well, in this case, for example,

you're dealing with children
under the age of 10,

so they could be influenced by them,
because kids that age,

they can see and talk to ghosts.

We grow up, and it goes away.
No room in the rational adult brain.

Well, I have no memory
of ever seeing ghosts.

In my case, would make that
completely meaningless, so...

Now that their home
has been turned into a school,

the ghosts could scare the children
or even worse.

And that's where you come in.

-What's your next step?
-Well, I have to talk to them,

figure out what's keeping them here,
and hopefully get them into the light.

Yeah, but it's a kindergarten.
I mean, they're not gonna let you in

and let you say,
"Hey, I wanna talk to ghosts."

-How are you gonna do that?
-I think you mean "we."

Not at all. We're delighted.

All this time you were working here,
you never mentioned you had a child.

-Well, we don't.
-Wait. Not yet.

Oh. When is your due date?

-Oh, look. Not pregnant. Nope.
-Oh.

Right. We're just planning ahead.

Way, way ahead.

Because we don't know
if we wanna stay here or...

-Move to the city.
-Right.

And if we do stay here,
what are the best schools?

-It just seems a little crazy, huh?
-No, not at all. It's smart.

I wish more parents
had your foresight.

So, how long have you been married?

-We're not yet.
-Six months.

He means that we're getting married...

In six months.

-Oh. Well, congratulations.
-Thank you.

Let me finish showing you around,
then we'll stop by the admissions office

-and pick up a brochure.
-Go ahead. Thanks.

♪ Alouette, Je te plumerai ♪

♪ Je te plumerai la tête
Je te plumerai... ♪

Oh, hello.

Hey, this is Sam and Melinda.
They're checking out the academy.

-Hi. Nice to meet you.
-We're all very proud of the school.

♪ Gentille alouette, alouette... ♪

Did they learn that beautiful
French phonetically?

I didn't teach them. They must
have learned it in music class.

Hmm. I thought Jan was teaching them
rhythms with sign language.

♪ Et le cou ♪

That was fun!

You think a ghost
taught the kids that song?

You heard it.
It wasn't one of the teachers.

There's gotta be logical explanation.

One of the kids learned it
then taught the others.

I would think the same thing, too,
if I hadn't seen the ghost.

Well, wait. Since you didn't talk
to her, it, them,

-what do you do now?
-We go and see Eli.

-Because he can hear ghosts?
-No,

because the ghosts
were mental patients, and he's a shrink.

Oh.

All the files from the Valley Springs
Sanatorium,

they were donated
to the Psych Department

when the place shut down in '61.

You're telling me you got all the files
for this place here?

Of all the things you need to digest,

-I'm thinking that's the least strange.
-Right.

-Yeah. That's her.
-Oh. Wow.

I pulled pictures of women
who fit the description.

Greer Clarkson.
Is that the ghost that you saw?

According to her file, she was
committed shortly after giving birth.

Said she was having dark thoughts.

Sounds like PPD,
postpartum depression,

which wasn't exactly taken seriously
in the '50s.

Also says here that she was delusional,
that she heard voices.

Okay, she died in the asylum in '59,
but the cause of death isn't listed.

Hospital might have had
something to hide?

It's possible. Maybe that's
what's keeping her earthbound.

Or this. Oh, my God.

What? What is it?

It's a therapy journal.

She writes about
how she drowned her baby.

God, who would do that?

Someone with postpartum psychosis.

And now she's surrounded by children,
living children.

Okay, let's all quiet down.
We're gonna get in line for a play break.

Children.

Todd.

What are you...?

Okay, sweetie. Go sit down.

Rosalyn. I think we need to call
Todd Langston's parents.

-He's done the strangest thing.
-Is he okay?

I don't know. And I need help

getting permanent marker
off the dry-erase board.

-You won't believe what he wrote.
-Didn't know he could write.

Oh, my God.

They were all just right here.

Then where did they go?

The ghost, you're sure she wants
to harm the kids?

No, but it's possible.

And you're sure it's that lady,
the one who killed her kid?

I could see her face as clearly
as I see yours.

You're gonna go tell people--

As little as possible, okay?

I know how this sounds to people,
and, I don't know.

I try to keep what I can do quiet.

Oh, no.

I'll go check inside.

Jill. Hey, what's happening?

-Hey, Melinda.
-Hi.

-You don't have anyone here, do you?
-We're just passing by.

-This is Sam Lucas.
-Officer, hi.

It's unbelievable.
I don't know who's running the school.

There's a whole
kindergarten class missing.

Um, Sam, he worked in this building,
so maybe he could help you.

Uh, sure.

I need to find the ghost,
meet you in there.

-All right.
-Yeah.

Sorry.

How could a 5-year-old
have written this?

How could 14 students
leave the premises

without a single adult or security camera
capturing their exit?

And only one way out.

Unit 6, please respond
to village square, Main and Oak.

Found the missing children
from Parkdale Academy.

Copy that. How did they get there?

♪ Alouette, gentille alouette ♪

♪ Alouette Je te plumerai ♪

♪ Je te plumerai la t te ♪

♪ Je te plumerai la tête ♪

♪ Et la tête
Et la tête ♪

-♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
-Jennifer! Todd.

Todd, baby, come here, honey.

Brad, right now. Come here.

Oh, God. Todd, you scared me.
How did you get here?

We have to finish the song.
If we don't sing, she gets so sad.

Honey, who?

-Where are they taking them?
-Home, I'm sure.

Did you do this?
Did you lead these children away?

Uh, I'm not exactly sure
what's happening right here.

I'm just gonna pretend
like I'm talking to you,

-so keep looking at me.
-Right.

I can help you.

-But please don't hurt those children.
-I don't want to.

I've done such a terrible thing.

But you don't have to do this.
You can just let the children be.

They want to be with me.
They heard me singing.

They don't belong to you.
You're dead.

Okay, this place is a school now.

They belong with the living.
Just nod.

They need to be quieter.

Is that why you wrote that
on the blackboard?

"I'll be quiet when I'm dead."
Were you threatening them?

I...

Keep them away.
They mustn't come back.

It's not safe.

She's gone.

I'll get the car.

Keep them away from what,

the school or from her?

I don't know. I'm just glad that
the place is closed down for a few days.

Maybe there is a bad teacher
or something at the school itself.

Like what, toxic mold?

The woman killed her own baby.

She suffered
from postpartum psychosis.

I'm just considering our options.
I mean, we know who she is.

We have no idea what she wants,

and all we know is that she seemed
genuinely concerned about those kids.

Then why does
she keep kidnapping them

and writing death threats
on their board?

Okay, she did not write that.
A boy did.

When he was 5?
Did she possess him?

Maybe it was automatic writing.

-What kind of writing?
-Automatic writing.

Channeling a spirit without
being completely taken over by it.

-You mean versus possession.
-Yeah.

You know, it's kind of like
if you can believe that a...

A spirit can exist outside a body...

Then is it such a stretch to think
it could push into another body?

How are you doing?

You know, all right, I'm here to learn.
I'm here to support.

I don't wanna get in the way
of solving this.

Good, because we have to figure out
how she got the kids out of the school

and stop it from happening again,
which means we have to go back there.

So, what? We're looking for
another way to leave the building?

But there was only one exit
to the building.

Uh, for the grounds.

Where else would an exit go?

To the tunnels.

The what?

I can't believe
I'm gonna have to tell you this.

Underneath Grandview,
there's a series of tunnels,

a town under the town.

And a lot of people died there.

They still think it's their home,
if you catch my drift.

-You found this?
-No.

The only person that's been down there
is Melinda.

Sorry, I can't have your back on this.
I'm scared of small spaces.

I'm not.

Good job getting past
the security guard.

Right.

-Sam.
-Huh?

Is that another door?
What the--?

-Do you think the kids found this?
-Yeah, or were led to it.

Hang on.

I don't remember that door
being spring-loaded.

Yeah, that's because it wasn't.

What is it?

What's going on?

Sing your little song, Greer,
if it calms you.

Doesn't bother me a bit.

Soothe yourself,
as you soothed your child,

and say goodbye to him now,

to all the bad memories,
all the thoughts.

Let it all go.

What? Melinda.

She needs more.

Wait, Melinda.
What's going on? Stop.

Melinda. Melinda, hey.

-Hey. Are you okay?
-Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Um... Sometimes I get, I get visions.

-What?
-It's like I was Greer, and now I know.

You know what?

How she died.

Sam reached his limit.

Mental patients haunting children
and then possessions,

and let's not forget the tunnels.

That's a lot to swallow.

Makes sense, though.

Courthouse is right in the town square.

Tunnels let them transport
the criminally insane.

So that people couldn't see them.

But electric shock therapy?
How did they get away with that?

In the '50s, it was kind of
an experimental treatment.

Patients had different reactions,

and hospitals weren't exactly
advertising their fatalities.

It was so sad.
She was trying to calm herself,

she kept singing that song.

-"Alouette"?
-Yeah.

You know what that song even means?

A bunch of French words
that nobody understands.

It's about a bird,

and the refrain means
to "pluck your head."

-That's disgusting.
-No, it's insulting...

to psychiatry, to me.
To pluck your head. Get it?

Fine, so it's not exactly subtle,

but why she'd be taking a swipe
at her doctors?

Not doctors, doctor.

The one that she keeps mentioning
in all of her therapy journals

is this Dr. Byrd, a Calvin Byrd.

-That's the guy that I saw in my vision.
-If it is,

he might have done more
than oversee her final zap.

He may have plucked her head,
got inside of her mind.

But that still doesn't tell me
what she wants.

It would help to know what he found,

because if Greer's nuts,
we'll never be able to reason with her,

you'll never be able to get her
into the light.

Hello.

Hey. Hi. It's me.

I know it's late, but, uh, can we talk?

Are you home?

I'm actually on your front porch.

Well, then, come in.

Hey. I just didn't want to, uh, scare you.

Right. Kind of like I scared you tonight.

No, it's okay.

I'm really-- I'm okay if...

If you are.

I am. I'm okay.

Are those bunny slippers?

Sorry.
Really wasn't expecting company.

In fact, I thought I would
never see you again.

I live in your garage.

You know what I mean.

Melinda, this thing you went through
in the school...

The vision.

Did it hurt? Were you in any pain?

It's kind of like a dream.

But, you know, I mean, it feels real
when it's happening,

but it's also kind of removed.
Just please...

don't worry about me.

Have you ever met anybody
who can do what you do?

-Besides Eli.
-Some, but not many.

I just wish you could
subcontract to them right now.

You know...

You could keep helping me.

Okay.

All right, where are we?

Well, we think that the ghost died
as a result of electroshock therapy,

but that doesn't explain
what's keeping her earthbound.

Eli thinks it's more about her treatment
with this... This Dr. Byrd guy.

Dr. Byrd. Okay.

What does that have to do
with her warnings?

I don't know.

I mean, honestly I think
what drives her is her guilt about...

you know, what she did to her child.

I'm guessing it was too long ago
for Dr. Byrd to give you any insight.

Well, he looked like he was in his fifties,
and that was 50 years ago, so...

He's dead.

-How old was Greer?
-23.

Her husband...

Leighton.
You know, I saw his name in the files,

because he was the person
that checked her in. I'm...

There's a few Clarksons. Here.

-Leighton died in 2001.
-Mm.

-Wait a minute. What's that?
-It's a wedding announcement.

"Douglas Clarkson, the son of Leighton
and Greer Clarkson."

-Wait. She had another kid.
-No.

Douglas was the name
of the child she drowned.

She was committed for killing her son...

But he's alive.

I never knew my mother.

I was 2 and a half when she died,

I don't really have
any memories of her.

I know she died in the hospital.
I just don't know the cause.

Hospital? That's a kind word.

It was an asylum.

She died of heart failure.

-Why wasn't it in the hospital's records?
-I don't know.

They kept a lot of things hidden
back then,

-my mother being one of them.
-You don't think she belonged there?

My dad didn't know what else to do.

One day, he's reading the newspaper,

and she's giving me a bath
in the kitchen sink,

and she turns to him, tells him,
"Take the baby away,"

and then she tells him
she needs to be taken away.

Do you know, according to her files,
it says she actually drowned you.

Obviously there was some confusion.

By all accounts, before I was born,

my mother was a loving, smart,
sane woman.

You can't blame yourself
for your mother's illness.

"Her dark thoughts,"

that's what my dad said
she called them.

And she was afraid of hurting me,
but she never did.

Why was she in there for so long?

She never recovered.
She just got worse.

Did you know that
she got electroshock therapy?

They said she requested it.
She wanted to get better.

But Dad said she came out of
the sessions rambling worse than ever.

Says in her files time and time again,
her sessions with a Dr. Byrd.

-Did your father ever mention him?
-No, not a word.

And believe me, I heard him rant
about every other soul in that place.

So, who is this doctor?

That's what I'm wondering.

I did a search of records
at the time,

and there's no mention at the hospital
of a Dr. Byrd or with privileges.

-Well, how could that be?
-I don't know.

Maybe he was a figment
of her imagination.

Think about it.

The husband always visited her.
He never knew him.

I mean, she was getting enough
shock therapy to kill her.

Along the way,
maybe she lost her rational mind.

Wait a minute.

-The rational mind.
-Mm-hm.

Okay...

-What else does shock therapy do?
-It calms people.

It suppresses cognitive areas
of the brain.

Are you talking about
the part of the brain

that allows people to only believe
what they can actually see and touch,

like the part I had way too much of?

He's gotta be in here,
a reason he's connected to the hospital.

Well, did you check all the staff records,
I mean, before Greer was admitted?

I did, from 1950 to '59 and '40 to '49.

We go back any further,
I'm gonna be at Sigmund Freud.

Well, keep going,
all the way back if you have to.

Sorry to barge in,
but your door was wide open.

Always.

You have to see what Eli and I found.
Look.

Wait. That's him.

-That's Dr. Byrd.
-But look what it says at the bottom.

"Dr. Calvin Byrd and staff,

Valley Springs Sanatorium. April, 1922."

Greer didn't even go into the asylum
until 1956.

But this is the man I saw.
He was a doctor there.

Exactly, so he must have died
not long after that,

stayed at the hospital,
but out of the light.

Eli says that shock therapy
can rewire your brain,

take away that part that says
ghosts don't make sense.

What if she could see him
and he got inside her head?

And plucked it. He wasn't a delusion.

So, Greer's mind was being twisted
by a ghost while she was still alive.

Look, to get it all straight,
this ghost that's haunting the kids,

she was haunted herself
by another ghost?

Yeah, and based on her journals,
we know it's when she was still alive.

This other ghost
was the ghost of a doctor.

That's why he was able to do
so much damage.

She trusted him.
He was an authority figure.

-A ghost?
-Yeah. He knew how to talk to her.

I mean, he was probably the one
who convinced her

she killed her own child.

Her ability to do this, talk to ghosts,

was from electroshock therapy.

That's my best guess so far.

Why's she doing this at all?

You said ghosts only haunt things
that they know, people they know.

I don't know. He was a doctor.
Maybe he had a god complex,

or maybe they were connected
in a way we don't know about.

-I'm not the only one in the dark.
-I have to get in there.

Find what she's protecting
those kids from.

It's Saturday. It's closed.
There's no one...

Here to let us in.

-You'd break in, wouldn't you?
-Yeah.

-I got a key from the contractor.
-Let's go.

Wait. Where are we going?

Can't you just yell out
the ghost's name?

Not a good idea. She keeps giving
warnings to people about being quiet.

Why? Can ghosts sleep?
Are we gonna wake one up?

If you make noise,
you can't hear him whispering.

Greer.

Makes him angry
when he can't be heard.

Dr. Byrd?

Is that what you were protecting
those children from?

-Mm-hm.
-That's why you taught that song,

so they could give you a warning
anytime he got close.

I don't want him to pluck their heads.

That's how he got that little boy
to write on the blackboard, isn't it?

They're so trusting,

and when he whispers in their ears,
it's hard not to listen,

even when you can't believe
what he's saying.

Like when he told you
that you hurt your child.

Dr. Byrd understood.

I loved my son so much,
sometimes it hurt to even look at him.

He was so small and fragile.

I don't know why I did what I did...

not anymore.

I was sick.

Your son is still alive.

No, I remember holding him
in the water.

No, you gave him baths.

You cared for him,

and when you thought
you were gonna hurt him,

you turned him over.

No, that's not possible.
The doctor said--

Well, the doctor lied.

Okay, my friend, he talked to your son.

Doug's still alive, he's married
with children of his own.

Here. Just look.

But why would he tell me those things,

my own doctor?

He wasn't a doctor.

He was a ghost.

Look, you knew
to keep him away from those children,

so why would you believe
what he had to say?

They don't deserve to be punished,
but I do.

Even if I didn't hurt my child,
I still abandoned him.

That's not true.
You asked for those shock treatments.

You told your doctors
that you would do anything

just to get home to be with your son.

Think.

Please, I know
that you can remember that.

-May-- Maybe I do.
-Good.

Then please look for the light,
because you're ready to move on.

No, no. I can't leave them.

Don't worry.
I'll protect those children.

Not just them, all my friends here.

He whispers bad things to them, too.

The patients.

Where are they?

He's dangerous. Don't make him angry.

I'll take care of him.

Where are your friends?

It's a bad place down there. Don't go.

She's gone.

What was that about?

Let's go.

The tunnels are through here.

You don't wanna go through that,
do you?

That's the way the kids went
to get to the square.

-Through a locked metal door?
-Greer must have helped them.

You've seen ghosts slam doors now,
move things around.

No, I've seen doors slam
and things move around.

I haven't seen ghosts do anything.

Okay, whatever it is that you've seen,
I need to get in here, so...

Melinda, why? Why now?
Why do you gotta do that?

Because there's souls in there
that need help.

Look, if this is too much for you
to absorb in one sitting, it's okay.

-You can go, and I--
-Why can't you?

Why take this to the end of the story?

The story?

Look, if you're telling me
that ghosts can, you know, move things,

if they have mind control,
they can disappear, they can reappear,

why can't they cross themselves,
and then we're just done here, huh?

You are done, aren't you?

Look, I'm just...

-I'm just tired.
-No, you're done trying.

No. It's about some things make sense,
some things don't. Sorry--

I'm sorry, but you're wrong.

If you don't keep trying, you're never
gonna get back what you lost.

-Me? We were talking about ghosts.
-Yeah, we are.

Your memories...

The reason that you can never make
sense of them is they're not yours.

They belong to a ghost.

Okay. Now, look--

Someone who died
and then went into Sam's body.

Sam? You're talking about Sam
as if he's--

He's gone.

He went into the light.
You're not Sam anymore.

-Who am I?
-Jim.

My husband.

Or at least what's left of him.

You may not remember that now,
and you may never remember that,

I told you to go into the light,
and you wouldn't,

and then Sam's body offered
a second chance--

Listen, Melinda.

I know how hard it is to accept,
but think about what's happened.

All the random memories, the gunshot,

those things that you suddenly
remembered about medicine--

those things came from Jim, and then...

Then there's me.

What you feel...

What we both feel, you remembering
that you wanted children.

That all came from someplace.

It came from a life
that you shared with me.

That has to mean something, right?

Yes, it means something.

It means that you lost your husband,

and it turned your life upside down.

It's worse,
because you know what you lost.

We have to face facts, you and I,
and the fact is that what is gone is gone.

I'm not Jim.

I'm not your husband.

In the basement of a former asylum,
you told him everything?

What else was I supposed to do?

Wait until he has a couple drinks in him
or, you know, right until after sex.

-Wait. You haven't had sex yet?
-I'm not telling you that.

Don't you know you never open
the closet door until you make sex.

Please hold the flashlight.

What--

Oh, jeez! Oh, my--

Oh, my God! You're psycho!
I'm not going in there with you.

Dr. Byrd is a shrink. Don't go into
a knife fight without your knife.

I'm really not that sharp.

-Get in there. Go!
-I don't--

Too creepy!

- Why are you here?
-What are you doing?

Who said that?
You better show yourself.

Or better yet,
show yourself somewhere else.

Calm down. They're just ghosts.

Can you help me?

My bell is gone!

Help us.

Can you see us?

Way too spooky.
Need more light.

Much better.

What do you see?

Greer...

Show us the way.
We'll help your friends find the light.

It's the treatment room,
where she got her shock therapy.

The doctor's looking for me.
He'll be here soon.

We don't have much time.
We need your help.

-How?
-Your friends...

They're troubled. Help us talk to them.

-Help them bring the light.
-Okay.

He's trapped you here
with fear, fear of the light,

but you don't have to be afraid.

Time is running out.
Just believe us.

What's going on?

Are we making new friends?

I trust we're not forgetting our old ones.

They know you've been lying to them.

Part of your job was to help, you might
wanna remember how to do that.

I think I help them.

Who brings you news
of your loved ones?

Who tells your family
what you want them to know,

not the true things,
the bad thoughts, the secrets,

the nasty things I know, but keep safe?

You, doctor.

And who really knows you deep down,
but takes care of you anyway?

These people? Strangers?

Don't trust them.

-They said you lied about the light.
-Oh? Did I?

Is there someone here
who wants to go into the light?

-We might.
-Then go ahead.

What do you think the light's gonna do

when it knows all your secrets
just like I do?

They'll go into oblivion.

Greer, look into the light.

Tell them.
Tell your friends what you see.

My parents.

My brothers and sisters.

What do you see in their eyes?
Is it judgment?

No. Just... love.

Please, tell them.

Over here, everyone. Look inside.

Don't trust them. You can't go.

Trust your fears. They'll protect you.

It's a mistake!

You're not gonna trick me into that hole.

You might find forgiveness there.

Oh, I'll be staying right here,
where you live.

What are you waiting for?

Go.

I have something to do first.

Your mother wants you to know
how badly she feels.

The time that you spent without her,
she... She thinks it's her fault.

Her fault?

How is it her fault?

She was happy and healthy
until I was born.

My body, it just wasn't strong enough.

She still doesn't realize
that doctors then, they had no idea,

no idea what could happen to mothers.

None of that matters anymore.

Looking at you, I feel so strong now.

But seeing you grown up,
she feels healthy and strong.

I'm all better.

The bad thoughts are gone,

and the lifetime together
that we missed--

You'll spend it...

On the other side.

Will you tell him I'll wait for him?

But to take his time.

He has children who need him,

my grandchildren.

I promise.

I'll tell him.

Hey.

Hi.

That was a big bombshell
you dropped on me back there.

I know. Sorry. I really wish
there'd been another way.

Look, I understand this. I do.

-Really?
-Yeah. I think I finally do.

I mean, it didn't make any sense
to me before, but then...

-I remembered some stuff.
-Well, like what?

Well, first there was the hospital.

You know, every time I woke up,
you were there.

-Yeah. I was worried about you.
-Yeah.

I mean, you were there every minute,
whether I was asleep or I was awake.

Yeah.

I kept asking myself,
"Why would she do that?"

You know, unless it was about not me,
but your husband.

Which you said, you know,
but then I remembered some other stuff

was that you kept talking
about that ghost doctor

and how he made people do things
by whispering in their ear.

-No. Wait. I--
-That's what you did.

You whispered in my ear.

All those hours you sat by my bed...

You decided you couldn't accept
that your husband is dead,

so you made up your mind
that his spirit is in me,

and so you filled my head
with his memories.

-You wanted to make it real for yourself.
-Don't do this.

-Paramedic stuff, wanting to have kids.
-The longer that you don't accept it--

No, no. You have to stop, okay?
It's all a fantasy. Stop.

You need help.

I wanna be there for you, all right,
but you need professional help.

I'll do whatever it takes,
get the best doctors. I'll wait for you.

No, I think you've got it backwards.

-You're the one that needs help.
-No, Melinda.

You're angry right now.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't.

You have a lifetime of memories
buried somewhere,

but the obstacle that you need to move
is you.

No.

I tried.

I really, really tried.

I think you should just get your things
and leave.

-Melinda--
-Goodbye.