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Ms. Blake? I'm
Detective Sabatino.

This is my partner,
Detective Briggs.

Ms. Blake,

he's been down there
a couple of days.

His blood
alcohol, Ms. Blake,

it was very high.

Gentlemen,

would you step out for
a minute, please?

Dad,

you son of a bitch,
you finally did it.

Damn you, Dad.

He kept beating
me with it on my back,

and then on my head
until it broke.

He doesnot like
himself when it happens.

I don't even want
to hear about him.

This is not about him.
This is about you.

Sonny Blake Show.

Yes, Gail. That is his
problem, not yours.

He didn't call me. You did.

I'm not sure it's
even within his control.

Gail, what is my motto

when I hear someone tell me
their life is out of control?

Toere are no accidents.

I wanna hear you say it, Gail.

But more importantly, I want you...
No, I need you to believe it.

Okay.

Okay, stay on the line, and
we'll get that number to you.

To all of you that we did not get
a chance to speak with tonight,

that's all the time we have as we
approach The News at Midnight.

I am Dr. Sonny Blake,

my producer is the lovely
Ms. Paula Crenshaw.

Our own silverback male, Glenn
Forrester, is up next with the news.

I will see you Monday night, and
have a great, great weekend.

Dr. Sonny Blake, noted
psychologist and author,

can be heard every
Monday through Friday

from 8:00 P.M. to midnight
here on Talk Line.

Nice job. Thank you.

So, you gonna let me take
you out for one last fling?

I can't. I have
to get up early,

and meet Barrett and
the moving van.

Did you say "Barrett"?

Barrett?

He called me yesterday, okay?

Just said he missed me
and wanted to see me.

And you talked to him?

He's just helping
me with the move.

This is the guy who you said should
have his breeders license revoked?

Just stop.

But you were hating
Barrett, not the city.

And now you're moving out of the
city and bringing Barrett with you?

Sonny, stop. What
are you doing?

I wish I knew.

Okay, you sure I can't convince
you to go grab a late one?

Come on. We can
talk all about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

What kind of late one?

I thought you were getting
serious about those meetings.

Wow. Did you just try and throw
a 12-step guilt trip at me

so I'd stop talking
about Barrett?

Pretty soon you're gonna
be knocking on my door,

begging to come hang out in the
burbs and have a barbecue.

And you're gonna be pining
for life in the city

without the boyfriend that
hit on your best friend.

Your lesbian best friend.
That's how dumb he is.

Hey, I passed the moving
van on the highway.

So, we got to get
that hallway cleared.

Give me that one.

Here.

Nugget! Nugget, you
stop that and get back here.

Come here.

What are you doing?

Hello. Hi.

I'm your new neighbor.

Sonny Blake.

You related to Jack?

He was my Dad.

It's been empty
for over a year.

Yeah, well, I had
it on the market,

but I think it might be easier
to sell an elephant these days.

He never mentioned a daughter.

Oh, Jesus. Did I
just say that?

We had our problems.

Wasn't a very happy
man, your Dad.

No, I can't remember
a time when he was.

Oh, I guess you know I'm
having a pool installed.

I've stopped work
though, so it

should give you some peace.

What's the matter?

I wouldn't subscribe to
the paper if I were you.

Why?

You don't want to have
anything to do with that one.

You kept it.

Surprised.

I'm glad.

How about we go to a ball game this
Saturday? Got some great tickets.

From a client? Isn't that
a bribe or something?

Where do you want
these empties?

Um... Just down in the cellar.

Wait a minute.

Let me take it.

There's no reason to
go down there today.

When I was a little girl,

I'd hide down here in the
basement when things got scary.

I'd sit next to this furnace,

I could hear everything that
went on in my parents' room.

I got all kinds of questions
about this, Sonny.

You're gonna find a
ghost in every corner.

Barrett.

Got an arraignment
at 7:00 A.M.

Barrett.

Thank you for coming and helping me
today. It was very sweet of you.

Just tell me, are all
shrinks this crazy?

Hi.

Would you be interested in our
special introductory offer

of one free month
of Toe Bugle?

Excuse me?

I'm Cam. I'm your paperboy.

Thank you, but no thanks.

Did you know that less than
half the people in this country

read the newspaper anymore?

Or that even less than
half of that read books?

Get your foot out of my door.

I know, trust me.

Everybody looks at me the
same way. It's okay.

I am not looking at you.

Come on, they're about
as dark as eyes could get.

You see that?

You can see yourself in them.

They're kind of like
tiny, little mirrors.

If you don't get your foot
out of my door right now,

I'm gonna call the cops.

Uh, well, I could roll
them in the back of my head,

but I really don't think
that's going to be any better.

Did you hear what I said?

Uh, hi, my name is Cam.

Would you like to subscribe
to the newspaper?

Your foot.

Move it now.

This offer is only
good if you order now.

The free month expires
in the next 10...

Okay, time to go in.

Good luck.

There's a new group
starting up.

Adult children of alcoholics,
Wednesday afternoons.

Be a break from your
DBRs, and it pays.

I'm in the city on Wednesday.

We could schedule it
on a day you're free.

Wait a minute, my what?

DBRs.

Damaged Beyond Repair.

I can't believe you said that.

Yeah, well, I'm getting
cynical, I know. Just a minute.

I know you could
do with the money.

Weren't you planning on selling that
house instead of moving into it?

Thank you,

but I'm gonna stick with
my Damaged Beyond Repair.

Woy?

Oeoo, as you know, I
was once one of them myself.

Ooooo oamn ioo oacoo why do you
think she's always down there?

Oeo up here!

Ooooo oou are drunoo Jack.

I'm not talking to you, I'm
talking to my goddamn daughter!

Canot you
see she's afraid?

So help me, I will
nail this basement shut!

Stop ito

Sonny, you look at me,
little girl, right now.

You get the hell up these
stairs or I'm gonna drag you.

Itos talk
time on Talk Line.

And with only a few
minutes left tonight,

we have a young man on the
line from Stillwater,

my old hometown just
across the bridge.

Hello, Stillwater, you are on
the air with Dr. Sonny Blake.

Stillwater, are you there?

Hickory dickory dock

the mouse ran up the clock.

The clock struck one,
the mouse was done

hickory dickory dock.

Well, a little poetry
to end our night.

That is all the time we have

as we approach The News at
Midnight with Glenn Forrester.

Back tomorrow at 8:00 P.M.

Dr. Sonny Blake.

Barrett.

Mmm?

Barrett, wake up.

Yeah.

Barrett, I need you to
get to my house now.

Who is this?

Wake up.

Sonny?

I think someone has
been in my house.

Wait, what?

I just need you to
get over here now.

Get out of the house and call
the police. I'm on my way.

Look, talk to me
like someone who just drove

all the way from the
city in his pajamas

and is still
half-asleep, okay?

The ballerina is always first.

Ballerina, then the elephant
my brother gave me,

then the swan, then the cat,
then the mouse, then your bear.

Barrett's bear. It is
always on the end.

Ballerina first, bear last.
Someone switched them.

Hickory dickory dock?

That's what he said on the
radio. The clock struck one...

Yeah. Like it does every
night when you get home.

And when it did, I saw the mouse.
The mouse ran up the clock.

And that's when I
noticed the bear

and the ballerina
have switched places.

Some guy found out
where you live,

broke in before you
got home tonight,

rearranged your knickknacks, then
called to tell you about it?

You don't believe me.

I didn't say that.

So then you think I'm crazy.

Those things got moved.
You're absolutely sure?

100oo sure?

Look, you wanna call
the cops, call them,

but I can tell you right now,

you don't have a
burglary, a forced entry

or proof anyone was
in this house at all.

I get it.

All right, let's get
some sleep, huh?

What? You mean on top of all
this, I have to drive back?

I told you I wanted to take
things slowly this time.

Ballerina first, bear last.

You sure you really
wanna do this?

Sit out here in this big, old house?
Stay out here all by yourself?

What are you looking
for exactly?

Something that won't stand
me up on Saturday night.

What species?

My house already has
some cat doors.

This way.

All right, Monster.
Let's see if anybody

has taught you how
to use a cat door.

Monster.

Come on, Monster.

Food.

It's your food. And now we
go through the cat door.

Terrific.

Okay, come here. Come here.

Okay. I'll go find you a cat
bed. I think I saw one in a box.

Okay.

Hickory dickory dock.

Please don't freak out.

What the hell are
you doing here?

What are you doing
in my house?

I had to tell you that your
10 days are almost up.

I want you the hell out of my
house. I want you out now!

The free introductory
offer is about to expire.

Now!

Calm down, calm
down, it's okay.

Don't tell me to calm down!

Out! Okay.

Going.

Move it!

You really should
learn to recognize

a good thing when
you see one, Doc.

You know, you really should lock
your doors and windows around here.

You never know what
might crawl in.

No!

Cam!

Cam!

You're absolutely
sure this is the kid

who called your
show last week?

Barrett... Did he
take anything?

How about your
undeoear drawer?

My what?

Forget he's a kid. I've
seen cases like this.

These guys get real creepy. Maybe
he's a sniffer or something.

Barrett, stop.

I told you he was in my house last
week, and I was absolutely right.

I just wanna hear you say it.

Let me see that cell phone.

He's not on here...
Just say it.

Could this be some kid you
met at the outreach center?

No.

Some Junior pervert
you counsel there?

No.

How many kids have you worked
with there over the years?

Hundreds. Yeah.

More than you can remember.

I would've remembered him.

Ms. Blake?

Sorry, but we heard the call
and recognized the address.

Come in.

Look, she got home tonight, and
this kid was in the cellar.

I'm sorry, and you are?

Barrett Tanner, I'm with the District
Attorney's office in the city.

You called the D.A.'s office?
No, I'm a friend.

She thinks he's been here before
at night while she's at work.

And who is it we're
talking about exactly?

He was here last week trying
to sell me newspapers.

Who?

The paperboy.

Look, guys, she wants
to press charges.

I didn't say that.

So, you think that he's
a big fan of yours?

That... You think
he's stalking you?

I don't know.

Did he ever threaten
you in any way?

No. Did he touch you?

No! Your things.

Did he go through
some of your things?

He was in my house and in the
cellar. Isn't that enough?

I'm just trying to get the
facts straight, Ms. Blake.

It's Dr. Blake, Detective.

And the facts
are, I did a show

on nursery rhymes a
couple months ago,

about the violence and
abuse in a lot of them.

Now, I think this kid
must've heard that show.

She also counsels problem
kids at a community center.

It wasn't one of them.

So, let's get a statement,
and let's get a description.

That's the first step.

I am guessing that
you don't remember

the last time we
met each other.

A year ago in the same cellar.

Wait a minute.

You think this has something
to do with your Dad?

Look, she just moved in,

she's a little jumpy
and this freakin' kid

is downstairs when
she gets home.

We're on top of
it, Mr. Tanner.

Let's take
care of this fast.

Do you want his fingerprints?

He switched them again.

The bear and the ballerina.

I wasn't exactly
snooping. I was cleaning and I saw it.

Uh-huh. But there are no
accidents, are there, Mary?

And your son put
something in that letter

about himself that he was
not ready for you to know.

But I feel I have a right
to make sure he stays safe,

that he stays happy.

And that he makes
the kind of choices

that are the right choices
for him to do that.

Am I a bad mother for thinking
we should be able to talk about

anything and everything?

The paperboy for your area
is a boy named Derek.

No, he said his name was Cam.

Well, it's Derek.

And he fit your description.
This is the kid, trust me.

He's got the eyes you
were talking about.

His parents said he has
something called aniridia.

It's when the iris
doesn't develop,

so it stays black
like the pupil.

Well, did you go to his
house and question him?

Yeah, and the kid was more
than a little surprised

to see us at 2:00
in the morning,

that includes his parents
who gave sworn statements

that Derek was home all
night, did homework,

watched some TV and
was in bed by 11:30.

Yeah, well, parents lie for
their kids all the time.

I said he had an alibi, I
didn't say we believed it.

I just want to know what the
hell he was doing in my house.

Doesn't it make you
stop and think?

It made all of us
stop and think,

but we have nothing to tie
him to your Dad whatsoever.

What about fingerprints?

We didn't find any.

As a matter of fact, we couldn't
find anyone in that cul-de-sac

who had anything to say
about this kid at all.

They didn't see me chasing him
up a hill at 1:00 in the morning

with a bunch of their dogs?

What?

Your neighbors don't
exactly corroborate

your story about what
happened the other night.

Even Fred?

The old guy next door?
Especially Fred.

Mr. Crumb? It's Sonny.
I need to talk to you.

Mr. Crumb, I know
you're in there.

I don't answer
this door after dark.

Well, I am not leaving
until you speak to me.

You don't
talk about him.

You don't go to the
police about him.

You don't do anything that
might attract his attention.

Your father had a dog.

It barked and chased the boy every
time he came to deliver the paper.

One night, your
father found that dog

nailed to that fence
in your backyard.

He'd done it, and
your father knew it

and he really went after him.

Did he go to the police?

They'd been called out to the
house themselves a few times...

And they always found him
drunk, so no one believed him.

They were at war
with each other.

Only you don't want to be
at war with that thing.

Thing?

He's a trick of the light,

something dark that doesn't
always look like one

until you look
into those eyes,

those reptile eyes

that look like two big holes
where the person ought to be.

They know.

The dogs, they know when
he's in the cul-de-sac.

You're seriously telling
me he's up on the roof?

I've seen him on
your roof too.

And in that big tree of yours.

What would you say if I
told you I'd seen him

do things that I
can't explain?

Things that

a normal boy

shouldn't be able to do?

You're not afraid
of him like we are,

but you should be,

after what he did
to your father.

Are you telling me
my father didn't die

just by falling down
a flight of stairs?

Mr. Crumb?

Okay, sugar. They're each on their
own track, so press track two now.

And nowo if you're
talking, she's listening.

Back to Dr. Sonny Blake.

And now, back to our
own Dr. Sonny Blake.

If you're talking,
she's listening.

Paula, you're never gonna
believe this. I just saw him.

Saw who?

Just now on the
side of the road.

Psycho paperboy?

At half past midnight?
Are you sure?

Out here in the
middle of nowhere.

He knows this is the only road
into Stillwater from the city.

And you're sure it was him?

Yes, he was holding a sign.

He was holding a what?

Sonny?

Sonny, I'm talking to...
Hold on a second.

Sonny, I'm talking to you.

You're saying I hallucinated,
but I'm not crazy.

This man puts the
idea in your head

that this boy may have
killed your father.

This man calls
the boy a thing.

He says this boy

does things no normal boy
should be able to do.

And I saw him do
the impossible.

It's probably that house
and your history with it.

Either that or you got
yourself a paperboy

who's figured out how to be in
more than one place at a time.

I'm also saying that I think it's very
important that you go back to therapy.

You don't have to see me, but
you do need to see someone.

Look at me.

You're one of the
bravest, brightest women

I've ever seen walk
out of the dark.

Don't lose your way again.

I am deadly with this thing!

So, after you save the
shire, Mr. Frodo,

what do you do with one of
those in the modern world?

Hunt, my good man.

And by the way,

it takes a lot
more skill to fire

one of these babies
than it does a rifle.

And about as much brains.

And did he say
this bastard kid

pushed your father down
the stairs or not?

He said a lot of things.

You've gotta stick
with the facts, Sonny.

Look, do you know what he's talking
about or is he a crazy, old man?

Hey, Barrett, this is some spot.
Huh?

You can't find space like this to
do target practice in the city.

It's called civilization.

I don't get this.

I mean, your Dad, now, all of a sudden,
you? Why? He doesn't even know you.

If he's a sociopath, their minds
don't work like ordinary people.

They fixate on things. There's
no rhyme or reason to it.

You know, you're on the air,

you're giving all kinds of advice
to people you don't even know,

you reach out into the shadows.
I mean, Jesus Christ, Sonny,

I know you're trying
to help people, but

do you ever stop and think about
what else might be out there?

Out there listening to you?

So this is my fault now?

No, I'm saying you're all
over the place out there.

A bus can't go by in the city
without your face plastered on it.

Keep it down.

Look, Sonny,

he wages a war against your Dad.
He listens to your show.

He reads in the same
paper he delivers

every morning that you're
moving right here.

You know, sometimes after
they dig the big hole,

they put in lights,
tiles and water in it.

Sounds to me like this kid
needs a good kick in the ass.

You know, your
paperboy from hell.

Hey, you remember that
guy you were seeing,

the first year
we were dormies?

The Delta guy who
lived across campus

with the dimples, and the
smile and the bubble butt?

The guy you were
so wrapped up in

till he stomped all
over your heart?

Yeah, what about him?

Wasn't he a frat boy
with a law degree too?

I'm just saying...

I'm just saying that

you should have someone
who really loves you

and

wants to take care of you.

Paula.

How many of those
have you had?

Don't do that. Don't do that.

I didn't mean it like that.

You know, if you want me to
shut up, I'll shut up...

Help me!

Help me! Oh, my God!

Help me! My head's killing me.

It's not funny.

It was just a joke. What, I
thought this was a party!

What?

Don't tell me.

Hey!

Do you see him, Barrett?
Where'd he go?

Son of a...

You peeping on us, you
sick, little animal?

Barrett...

Huh? Where is he?

Sick, little bastard!

Stay calm.

Barrett.

Here he is. He's a kid.

I got him.

Now, you're the one
who's peeping.

I don't believe this.
Look at this!

Give him
a thumping, Bar!

He's right there. He's
right there. SONNY: Stay calm!

He's right here! He's
right in front of me.

He's standing right,
goddamn, there.

Bar! Bar! Holy...

Come here, Bar!
Give me your hand!

Attaboy, attaboy! Give me
your hand. Attaboy, attaboy.

Grab on, grab on. Help him
out, guys. All right, got it?

You okay? You okay, bro?

You all right?

Just breathe, just breathe.

Son of a bitch. It's piss!

What? What?

This kid's not
sick, he's dead!

Maybe he is an animal.

Isn't that how they
Mark their territory?

No one
laughed, Barrett.

I distinctly heard
lesbians giggling.

You wanna fight fire with
fire, just let me slap

a civil suit on
that punk's family.

I'll end his little reign of
terror the old-fashioned way.

If that kid is half of
what you think he is,

you got a hell of a
lawsuit working here.

What's the crossbow
doing in the garage?

What, I can't
keep it out here?

No, I don't want it here.
Take it with you when you go.

You sure you don't want
it for protection?

Thanks. I'll stick to
my Dad's baseball bat.

Tell me something,
what happened today

when you fell into
the pool pit?

Was I imagining?

You don't want to
get into this.

No, you don't want
to get into this.

I had a hell of a trick played
on me when I was a kid.

My cousin and his buddies.

When I was little.

One day, they dug a grave,
and they put me in it

in a cardboard box.

It had a hole with
a long snorkel

so I could breathe while
I was being buried.

The idea was, I'd be
buried alive for an hour,

then they pull
out the snorkel.

And the test was
to see if I could

hold my breath while
they dug me out.

That's awful.

No, no.

No, let me tell
you what's awful.

What's awful is chanting.

"Little Barrett Tanner, they
put him in the ground."

"And when they did, he didn't
know he never would be found."

"They buried him living
and screaming and then"

"they never dug him up again."

They chanted that,

throwing dirt over
me in the hole.

So, I lay there for
an hour, crying.

The box caved in all
around me from the dirt.

I'm sucking on the snorkel,

afraid it would be ripped
away at any second

and I'd have to hold my
breath or suffocate.

What happened?

A neighbor found
me, dug me out.

I don't like small places,

and I especially
don't like them

when they're holes
in the ground.

Hey, come on. I was, like, 10 years
old when that happened. Relax.

Yeah, well, it seemed
pretty recent today.

Don't tell me.

If that sick bastard is down in
the basement listening to us,

I will personally
wring his neck.

No, it's the cat.

Son of a bitch!

Barrett!

Go back in the bedroom.

What are you gonna do?

I'll be goddamned!

Just call the cops!

I am the goddamn cops!

I am gonna rip his head off.

If he's down there, I'm
gonna break him in half!

I'm gonna call the cops.

Barrett?

Barrett!

Jack and
Jill went up the hill

to fetch a pail of water

Jack fell down and
broke his crown

and Jill came tumbling aoer.

Bastard!

Open this door!

Open this goddamn door!

Police emergency.

333 Rosewood Lane.

Have you arrested him?

This is frustrating
for us, too.

Have you taken him
into custody?

No, we did not.

Let me guess, his parents said
he was home with them all night.

Detectives, when you were a
kid, did you ever sneak out?

Yes, as a matter of fact, I did.
A few times.

Even Barrett said
someone he didn't see

came out of the dark
and pushed him.

No, I saw him. I
talked to him.

No, you talked to a
shadow at the top

of the stairs. You
said so yourself.

No, I said he was in shadow.

All right, fine. You
take that to court,

and his parents
get on the stand,

and they say that he's been home all
night. That's reasonable doubt.

No...

You ask your boyfriend
how that works.

I'm sorry my case is not strong
enough for you, Detectives.

I will have him
autograph something

the next time he
breaks into my house

and pushes someone down
the goddamn staircase.

Is this the report? Is
his address in here?

Now, he's a minor.

I wanna talk to his parents.

He is a minor, Ms. Blake,

protected by all the laws and provisions,
I'm sure you must be aware of,

having worked with
children yourself.

Look, these people aren't
his birth parents.

They adopted him when
he was five years old.

His real Mom, whoever she is,

had all her kids taken away
and dumped into the system.

Your copy of the report has
Derek's address redacted.

Ms. Blake? Mr. Tanner
is asking for you.

Please be patient. We
are working on it.

Danny.

I found this at Annie's place.

My girlfriend, big
Sonny Blake fan.

It's not as bad as it looks.

They said I'm good.

They want me overnight, but
it's just a mild concussion.

What's wrong?

I have come so far

from being that little
girl who used to hide

from her Dad down
in the cellar.

You're damn right you have.

When I saw

that boy tonight,

I felt like I was right back
there in that basement,

hiding from my Dad and telling myself
that he wasn't something evil.

Well,

technically you were
back in the basement.

Hey.

I can't go through my life
believing in the boogeyman.

It's not about that.

It's not about
what's good or evil.

It's about what will
hurt you and what won't.

Everything else
is just opinion.

When I saw you at the bottom
of the stairs tonight,

I knew he killed my Dad.

He drank.

He drank and fell down
the basement steps.

The autopsy confirmed
his alcohol level.

I heard what he said
after he pushed you.

He's got some twisted
nursery rhyme thing going,

probably got it from
that show you did.

Jack fell down and
broke his crown.

Barrett,

my Dad's name was Jack.

Hello.

You know who I am.

Of course.

Would it be okay with
you if I came in?

Hank!

Is Hank your husband?

I apologize. I know I
shouldn't be here.

Honey, this is Sonny Blake,
the woman from the radio.

Yes?

Would it be okay if I come
in and speak with you?

About what?

About your son.

I listen to you on the
radio all the time.

I work the swing shift,

and we have you
on every night,

Monday through Friday
till midnight.

You dressed?

Look, I really just want
to speak to the two of...

Must be in the basement.

Go get him.

It's all right. Do it.

What the hell are
you doing here?

If you came here to
accuse him of something,

I wanna know exactly what
it is you think he did.

Look,

I know you think
you're protecting him.

He's my son. Of course,
I'm going to protect him.

Look around.

I mean, a house of this size,

he could sneak out at night and
you wouldn't even hear anything.

That hasn't happened in
a long time, Ms. Blake.

Come on.

What's going on?

What the hell are you
doing in my room?

What did you do and
when did you do it?

What? Mr. Barber,

this is not your son.

Barber?

This is not the kid I saw carrying
his bike into the backyard.

My name is Hawthorne.

You saw do what?

I told you! Some kid just walked his
bike right through our backyard.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Do you even know Derek Barber?

Your group is getting loud.

I know. I'm running late.

What are you up to?

Detective work, I think.

Your demon paperboy?

There are 112 listings in the
tri-county area for Barber.

I went to all seven high
schools in the county.

And if his address is online
anywhere, I can't find it because...

He's a minor.

That scares me. Did you
hear what you just said?

You're not his therapist.

You shouldn't be
contacting him,

and now you know he's
violent and dangerous.

Yeah, well, nobody's doing
a damn thing about it.

You didn't go and see
someone, did you?

I asked you to go and
see a therapist.

Are you saying I
can't do my job?

I'm saying that I'm responsible for
you. I am responsible for them.

This boy,

he could be the devil himself,

and it wouldn't matter because look
what he's already doing to you.

He's got you breaking the law,

and it sounds to me like he's about
to have you violating your ethics.

What if this isn't as simple
as you'd like it to be?

You think this boy killed
your father, Sonny?

That means somewhere
in the back of your mind,

you're thinking he did exactly
what you wanted to do,

what you dreamed about doing.

Ask yourself,

what is it that you're
really trying to do?

Outreach.

Sonny!

Hello?

There are
no accidents, right?

What?

I talked to the cops.

Well, why do
you sound so chipper?

'Cause I'm doing what I should
have done from day one.

Which is what, Barrett? Tell me.
I'm panicking.

I'm at your place.
Me and Monster.

We're on Derek Barber patrol.

He shows up tonight,
he's gonna have

a nice, little surprise
waiting for him.

Are you kidding me?

What? You think I'm afraid
of some little, punk kid

sneaking around out there?

He's sneaking around, and you
are hopping on one foot.

What? You think he's gonna
get another sucker punch in?

Look, you wanna do me a favor? Feed the
cat and get the hell out of there.

Oh, no, no, no. No. This time,
it's my turn and his ass.

You don't have
anything to prove.

You just do a good show tonight.
I'll see you aoer midnight.

Well,
he was your father.

Of course, he was a
big pao of your life.

But it's time to reclaim your
life and move on from there.

I think that's what he would want.

I still oel my
Dad watching me, you know,

judging me in just about
every aspect of my life.

Heos been dead
for almost 20 years,

and you're still
making sacrifices.

You're still doing what
he wanted you to do

with no agenda for
your own happiness.

Maobe
some people just...

...not in the way
we think they do.

Woat is my motto
when I hear someone

tell me their life
is out of control?

It ain't happening
tonight, pal!

You get your ass out of here
before you get it beat!

Son of a bitch.

Not this time,
you little shit!

You got yourself into it
this time, little buddy!

This time, it's just...

You dirty, little bastard!

You like spying on people? Huh?
You like pissing on them, huh?

I don't care who you are or what
you think you can get away with,

you are gonna stay
away from this house,

and you are gonna
stay away from Sonny!

When I get through with
you and your family,

they're gonna wish
they used two rubbers

and a diaphragm
before they had...

Rock a bye.

Baby!

On the tree.

Top! Oh, God!

When the wind blows

the cradle will.

Rock.

When the bow.

Breaks!

The cradle will

fall.

And.

Down will come

Barrett

cradle and all

Sonny Blake Show.

What's the rule?

Oeso I knowo
Sonny. There are no accidents.

See, you keep trying
to become whole

by bringing these guys
into your life, Sarah.

Oo I?

Because I look at myself in the mirror,
Sonny, and I have to ask myself...

I mean, is there
anyone willing to stop

and have a real
interaction with me?

Because at this point,

I'm staoing to get
really scared

I'm never gonna find someone
who's gonna take the time...

I am so sorry to do this
to you right now, Sarah.

The time to start changing is
now. I wish you the best of luck.

And that is all
the time I have.

But didn't
you just say...

Hello, this is Dr. Sonny Blake.
You are on Talk Line.

We have only about a
minute and a half.

I said we have only...

Little Barrett Tanner.

They put him in the ground.

And when they did, he did not
know he never would be found.

Buried him living
and screaming

and then they never
dug him up again.

Uh... Dr. Sonny Blake...

Get him off the air.
He's off the air.

Derek.

Tois is on you.

Derek, just talk to me.

Derek!

Hickory dickory dock.

Call the police.
Detective Briggs!

Okay, we'll have the
switchboard call them.

Go, go, go!

Go, go!

Mr. Tanner! Stillwater P.
D. Mr. Tanner?

Barrett Tanner?
Detective Sabatino!

Christ, where the
hell are they?

No one upstairs.

Sabatino.

Is he there?

Where? I don't know where!

Is that her? Let me have it.

You got a lot of nerve
having an answering service

relay a distress call to me.

Listen... I got o50,000

worth of man power and machinery
out here, because you told me

the city D.A.'s
about to be killed!

He called the show just now.

Woo? Derek Barber!

Look, you got something
else for me to go on here?

What am I looking for...

I know how this sounds, but
Derek said something to me on the show

about burying him.

Burying who?

What are you telling me? The
kid came over here tonight

and put a big guy like
that into the ground?

What are you saying to me?

Ask her what she knows
about a snorkel.

What do you know
about a snorkel?

A what?

A snorkel.

Move it, now! Make way!
Make way! Out of the way!

Move it! Dig! Come on! Dig!

Everybody, dig!

Come on! Dig! Come on!

What the hell is happening?

What? What? What?

Somebody down here needs to breathe!
Look out! Come on! Let's go!

Get some shovels, God damn it!
We got a man under here!

Get an EMT here right away!

Where are those shovels? Bring
any goddamn thing! Come on!

Oh, my God. Just go!

What? What?

Go!

We've got to make
this hole wider.

That's it. Give me it!

Look out!

No, no, no.

We're hitting hard earth.
There's nothing here.

Hard as a goddamn rock.

There isn't a goddamn
thing buried here.

You've got to be kidding me.

Sonny.

The D.A.'s office doesn't know
where he is, neither do his friends.

His buddy Darren said he dropped
him here at about 5:00,

but he did not pick him up.

And he had a cast on his leg,
so he couldn't drive himself.

Something must've
happened to him.

Or he took a cab.

Hmm.

Didn't there used to be a
bear there? On that end?

You're not starting to buy
into all this now, are you?

'Cause I wanna
show her the book.

Well, did you check
out Derek Barber?

I'm getting tapes of the shows
where she says the kid called in.

Mike.

What? I got to go
back to that house

and wake everyone up again?

Christ, they're gonna think that
I have a thing for their kid.

This door is just set
in place, Detective.

Could you leave
through the garage?

Hey, hey.

Give it to me.

Don't.

Sonny, listen to me.

Shut up, Paula.

Please stop digging. Stop.

You don't wanna dig?

This is over.

Don't dig. This is over!

You don't get to tell me that!

You know, it's
been three hours

since you got that phone
call at the radio station.

Oh, for Christ's sake, if
he was buried anywhere,

he wouldn't be
breathing anymore.

You grew up in this house?

I told you that.

A house where your father
was a brutal alcoholic?

And your mother liked
to look the other way?

So, the house made me crazy,

and this is all just
in my imagination?

I'm just asking. What
part of this is real?

And what part of this
is just a little girl

who moved back to the
hell she grew up in,

because this time, she thought
she could kick its ass?

Oh, is that your theory?
Thanks!

No! Thank you!

Thank you for getting me
busted down to meter maid

when I tell them that
I was stupid enough

to believe your dark
fantasy 911 call!

Thank you! Thank you!

Hey.

Can we get out of here?

You wanna take a shower or
just put some things together?

I wanna feed Monster.

I'll feed the cat.

You just go, get
yourself cleaned up.

You have to pull him
through the cat door,

'cause he doesn't
know how to use it.

What's that about?

Come and get it.

There you go. Come on.

You're gonna make me
drag you in, aren't you?

Hey, I am not
unlocking this door.

Not with psycho paperboy
out there somewhere, okay?

Come on, let's see it.

Come on.

Not unlocking.

Man.

Come here.

Oh, my God, you
little monster.

Gonna wring your neck.

Oh, there you are.

Man!

Are you just one fat cat or somebody
packed their pudding on you?

Bastard!

Paula?

Where's the fuse box?

Down in the cellar.

All right.

We're gonna walk
straight to my car.

Is there a back
way out of here?

Through the kitchen.

What?

Paula's in there.

Well, Doc, looks like there
are a few accidents in life.

All right, in a few minutes,

the cops are gonna be
crawling all over this place.

You hear me, son?

Oh, bring
'em on, Danny boy,

'cause it is over between me
and the little ballerina.

I shot an arrow into the air.

Come on! Out now with your
hands behind your head!

And where it lands,

I do not care.

Derek, stay down.

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

For man, you are dust
and to dust you shall return.

These are the words I am
required to say today.

But what can I say to bring
comfort to his mother and father?

We pretend there are words to console
us, to help us get past our grief.

Can I say to this mother and
father, these loved ones

who took this young
boy years ago

and gave him a home
in their hearts,

can I say this is
just God's plan?

Is it in God's plan that they
suffer? Where's the blessing...

Jack and
Jill went up the hill

to fetch a pail of water

Jack fell down

and broke his crown

and Jill came tumbling aoer