All language subtitles for The Dead Zone - 1x06 - The House.en

I had the perfect life until
I was in a coma for six years.

Then I woke up
and found my fianc�e,

married to another man.

My son doesn't know
who I am.

Everything has changed...

including me.

One touch, and
I can see things...

things that happened,
things that will happen.

You should see what I see.

Boy: Visual contact.

Let me see.

No, it's my turn.

It's your turn
when I say it's your turn.

- No fair.
- Shut up. They'll hear you.

Girl:
He looks so... weird.

Let me see.

He looks so weird.

Do you think it's true
about the cane?

What about the cane?

Hat he uses It to klll
rats In hl s base ment?

Why would anyone use a cane
to kill rats, stupid?

Because it's fun.

He's looking over here.

Yes, it's them again.

Since when did I turn
into Boo Radley?

- You should talk to their parents.
- The parents are even more afraid.

People walk their dogs on
the other side of the street.

Good news for your lawn.

It's all in how you look
at it, my brother.

(englne cho klng)

Do you think he saw us?

- Oh, he knows we're here.
- How do you know?

- Because he's psychic, stupid.
- What's "psychic," anyway?

Why don't you buy
a new one?

This one is
a perfect fit for me.

It's been out of commission,
needs to be rebuilt,

but it is still a classic.

We'll get there,
Nellie Belle.

- (engine choking)
- Good luck.

I've got to get
to the hospital.

Psst.

(car starts s mo o thly)

Modern technology.

- Hey, where did he go?
- Give me those.

You lost him, Eric.

He could be anywhere.

- He could even be behind you.
- (children scream)

- (footsteps)
- Hello?

Hello?

All right, kids...

fun is over.

Not in my house, okay?

I am not fooling around.

(the me musl c playlng)

Woman: He's keeping
a low profile,

stays home a lot.

- Is he seeing anyone?
- One date.

I think he still has an eye
for the sheriff's wife.

We can't have that.

We need to find Johnny
a good, God-fearing woman.

We might even find one right
here on the university campus.

I just want him to be happy.

Loving another man's wife
will bring nothing but trouble.

As the Bible says
over and over again.

I'm happy to hear
you're still reading it.

God has spoken to me
about Johnny, Dana.

Really?

E-mail or burning bush?

He says the world needs a little
Johnny Smith right now.

If Johnny inspires faith and
a belief in a greater power,

God will welcome it.

You make him sound
like a prophet.

No, you do, Dana.

You and all
the other reporters.

My editor is becoming
increasingly skeptical.

There will always
be skeptics.

Can Johnny Smith do the things
people think he can do?

Who knows?
The important thing now

is to put the Johnny Smith story
in the proper context.

In difficult times,

people need something or
someone to believe in.

Why not Johnny Smith?

The son of one of the Founders
of the Faith Heritage Alliance.

Put that in your next
article, won't you?

Attendance has been
down 7%/ this year.

All right, Clams.
Let's go!

Whoo!

Mrs. Stanton is giving us
the eye again.

Which one is she?

Pruneface
with the fat kid.

I don't think she approves
of me being here with you.

Well, you're a married
woman in New England

without her husband.

I can feel the scarlet
letter on my bosom.

- Well, maybe I should go.
- And give her the satisfaction?

Never.

Come on,
Mighty Clams!

Whoo!

"Clams" is just not
a good sports name.

So are you going
to tell me?

- Tell you what?
- What's bothering you.

Who said anything's
bothering me?

I know when something's
bothering you.

For 30 years,
I've always known.

All right, something's
bothering me.

I know.

I had sort of
a disturbing vision...

about Mom.

At least I think
it was about Mom.

It was a lot
of blood, Sarah.

Blood?

When she died, it was
a heart attack, right?

- There wasn't any...
- I wasn't at the house,

but, they did tell me
she died peacefully

in her sleep.

Mrs. Runyon found her in
the morning and called the police.

Mrs. Runyon?

The housekeeper.

- Is she still around?
- She died a couple of years ago.

Cancer, I think.

Was Walt there that day?

He wasn't sheriff yet.

It was an older man.
He's retired now.

Oh, I can't remember
his name.

You should ask Walt.

You're positive this had something
to do with your mother?

I was holding her will.

There was blood
all over the bathroom.

I'm not sure,

but I think something horrible
happened in that house.

Girl: He's going inside.
Let's go.

(dl stant snlffllng)

(dl stant Weeplng)

- (glass breaklng)
- (Wo man screa ms)

Girl:
Hurry up. Let's go!

Run!

- Let go of me.
- Take it easy.

- I won't hurt you.
- I didn't do anything.

- We'll go talk to your parents.
- I'm not from around here.

- (laughs)
- What's so funny?

I remember saying the same thing
to old Mr. Fordyce down the road

after I painted his cat.

I was a little younger
than you, though.

- You lived in this neighborhood?
- Yeah.

I wasn't always a zombie.
I was actually a kid once.

If I let you go,
you going to run?

No.

It's hard to hold you and the cane
and walk at the same time.

- I told you, no.
- Our legs would get entangled.

Besides, I know
your name is Lindsay.

I heard your friends.
Lindsay what?

I know a trick question
when I hear one.

We can just knock on all
the doors in the neighborhood

until we find your parents
if we have to.

Can't you just let me go,
for old time's sake?

Sorry, it doesn't
work that way.

You know why?

Because when you get
old and mean,

busting kids is one of the few
pleasures left in life.

Got it?

It's the gray house
over there.

Can I ask you something?

Okay.

Is it true?

What?

What they say.

No, I don't kill rats
with my cane.

No, I mean,
that you see things,

like the future and stuff.

- Is that why you're scared of me?
- I'm not scared of you.

Then, why throw rocks?

We were trying to get you
to come out, not break the window.

- I'll pay for it.
- You betcha.

Davis.

My name is Lindsay Davis.

Well, nice to meet you.

You ever think about going
on the Psychic Channel?

You could make
a lot of money.

Do you know
a guy named Bruce?

(bell rlng s)

I'm sorry to bother you.
My name is Smith.

- I live across the street.
- Are you all right?

She and her friends threw
a rock through my window.

It was an accident.
I'll pay for it.

I'm sorry.
She won't bother you again.

She seems like
such a nice...

kid.

This little light of mine

I'm going to let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm going to let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine

Let it shine...

Hide it under a bushel

No! I'm going to let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm going to let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine

Let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm going to let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm going to let it shine

This little light of mine...

Man: Maybe we should
get you into a hotel.

The house may not be
the best place for you.

I'm concerned about finding
the truth about my mother.

What truth, Johnny?

I don't mean to doubt
that you saw something,

but that doesn't mean...

I don't know what
it means, Reverend.

I can assure you your mother died
of a heart attack.

The housekeeper
found Vera in bed.

- Did you go by the house that day?
- No.

Oh, yes,
later that day,

after they'd taken her
to the mortuary.

- And there was no blood?
- Don't do this to yourself.

Your mother died
in her sleep.

You can't do this to me.

Reverend Purdy... he's a reverend,
for crying out loud.

I saw blood on his hands
in my mother's bathroom.

Maybe he cut himself
shaving in the morning.

Not to suggest that
he spent the night there.

What if my mother changed
her will to cut him off?

So he kills her
to keep the whole estate.

"What if" doesn't count
in the criminal justice system.

And I don't see any evidence,
which is not unusual for you.

Maybe they covered it up.

It's a "they" now,
a conspiracy.

Something happened
in that house.

I'm being assaulted
with it.

I don't know what it is...

psychic debris.

Good, 'cause for a minute,
I thought you were seeing ghosts.

I wouldn't call them ghosts,
although I can't explain

why Elvis and Marilyn Monroe
were at the house.

There you go...
your co-conspirators.

- What can we do?
- Right now,

I don't see enough evidence
for a grand jury indictment.

What about that sheriff
that was here when it happened?

Art Paulson. He moved
to Hartford, or something.

All right, fine.

I'll try and
track him down,

but if you think something
happened, I need...

- Evidence.
- Actual evidence from our planet.

It's good to see you, too.
Where are we going?

- I'm going to the coroner's office.
- You've never been before, huh?

How did you know?

Because it's in
the other direction.

He medl cal exa mlner
ruled It a heart attack,

plain and simple.

You've probably seen
a lot of reports like these.

On the police beat,
you see a few.

You think you could tell if
anything wasn't quite right?

- Quite right, as in...
- Not quite right...

- Like somebody made a mistake?
- Or...

Lied?

I shouldn't be talking
to a reporter...

Don't.

What?

If a voice inside you
is telling you

you shouldn't be talking
to a reporter,

- don't talk to a reporter.
- Why tell me that?

I'm trying
to ingratiate myself,

worm my way into
your good graces.

Don't trust me.

Always wait for the words
"off the record."

- Off the record?
- Just some personal advice.

Thanks.

Off the record,
why would you think

somebody would lie
about your mother's death?

I said the words.
You can talk now.

I have reason to believe that
these reports may not be accurate.

I didn't see
anything unusual.

I'll look through them
more carefully.

I appreciate it.

- I owe you one.
- Never say that to a reporter,

because you know what?
Now you owe me one.

(cell pho ne rlnglng)

Dana.

Got it.
I'll be right over there.

I have to go over
to Cleaves Mills.

- Can I give you a lift?
- Sure.

- What's going on?
- Sad news.

A local Navy flier was reported
missing in action.

My brother's missing
in action.

Tell me if he's alive.

Lindsay...

I'm sure that as soon as
they have any news, they'll call.

He could be hurt somewhere,

and you might be able
to help rescue him.

- It doesn't always work.
- Please.

- Watch the engine temp!
- Temp reading is red.

- Can you get a visual on damage?
- Number two is on fire.

- (alarm sounds)
- Pull it up.

- Pull it up!
- I'm trying!

I've lost number two.

What did you see?

Nothing. I'm sorry.

- Nothing?
- I told you.

It doesn't always work,
Lindsay.

So you're a fake.

You don't have any powers.

Johnny Smith is a fake!

What was I supposed to do?

I couldn't refuse. I couldn't
tell her the truth.

You're sure he's dead?

Some talent, huh?
She was right.

I should go on the Psychic
Channel and make money.

Hi, your brother's dead.
That'll be $30. Visa or Mastercard?

There's only
so much you can do.

I don't know.
I'm just sick and tired

of the whole Johnny trick.

I'm tired of seeing
more than I ever wanted to.

I've got to find a way
to shut this off.

Shut it off?

What, you mean,
brain surgery?

Before I go...

What?

I come into the house now,
and I see Elvis Presley.

A lot of people see Elvis.

I understand why people don't
want me in the neighborhood.

Hey, hey...

some people don't want me
in their neighborhood.

It's easy to think
that they're right

because of how they look at you,
but you're not crazy.

You're different.
You are who you are,

and don't you apologize
for being who you are.

Thanks.

By the way,

I'm really into
this Psychic Network idea.

(musl c plays In the dl stance)

What?

Did I leave the radio on
in the house?

Radio?
I don't hear any radio.

It's coming from the parlor.

(Latln musl c playlng)

A costume party.

It's been awhile since anybody
had a party in this room.

Look, there's
Marie Antoinette.

There's little Bo Peep
and her sheep...

and Elvis and Marilyn
doing the cha-cha.

- I wasn't crazy.
- No, but let's get out of here.

I can't leave yet.

There's got to be a reason
I'm seeing this.

Why do white people always stay
in the damn house?

It's not Marilyn.

It's my mother.

My father.

They're so young.

Wait.

Before we put on
another record,

we have an announcement.

We're going
to have a baby.

Going to have a baby...

My mother's pregnant...

with me.

Congratulate the happy
couple for me.

Zorro doesn't seem
to be too happy for them.

It's Purdy!

Bruce, he's
right next to you.

How's it goin', Rev?

This was before
he was a reverend...

but not before
he loved my mother.

When I was growing up,

I used to hate it
when he came around.

There was Mom and Dad, and
there was always this other guy.

Like Walt and
Sarah and you?

He loved her
his whole life,

but you still think
he killed her?

A toast...

She never married him,

even after my dad died.

And I know he asked her
more than once.

To everyone's
favorite couple,

Herb and Vera Smith.

Maybe she just rejected him
once too often.

May your child
have a long,

healthy, and
prosperous life.

(cell pho ne rlnglng)

Hello?

I tracked down Art Paulson,
the ex-sheriff.

He was at your house around noon.
Didn't see anything suspicious.

- You believe him?
- Why wouldn't I believe him?

Unless you've got
evidence...

No, but I did find out

that Elvis and Marilyn
were my parents.

Now you see why I don't want you
hanging around my house?

Look, there was
one thing, all right?

I know what you'll say, but
it probably doesn't mean anything.

What?

Well...

Art said that the housekeeper
found your mom in bed,

like the report said,

but she didn't call
the police.

- Who did?
- Reverend Purdy.

- Bless you, Isaac.
- In a hurry?

Johnny asked me to drop by.

We need to talk.

Step into my office.

Vera Smith.

There are some things
about her death

- that are troubling.
- You've been talking to Johnny.

You asked me to talk
to Johnny, remember?

There is nothing to this.

Seriously, Dana.

The boy's confused.
He sees things.

His mind is obviously
not right,

never will be.

Why was Vera Smith
cremated?

- Those were her wishes.
- It wasn't in her will.

She expressed them to me.
I don't see why it matters.

You sent her body to be
cremated at your mortuary

before the examiner
arrived at the scene.

There was no scene.

Why did the Alliance
hire Mrs. Runyon,

Vera Smith's housekeeper,
after she died?

I had known Mrs. Runyon
for a number of years.

We needed help.
She needed a job.

Are you... accusing me
of something?

- What did you have in mind?
- I suggest that you drop this.

I can't do that, Reverend.

I'll talk to your editor
if I have to.

You'll have to.

Thank you, Isaac.

I asked you
to come over here today

because I still have questions
about my mother.

If there's anything I can do
to put your mind at ease...

I appreciate that, Gene.

Maybe there is.

It's interesting,
living in a house

where you and your family
lived for, what...

- almost 50 years?
- Just about.

Your mom and dad bought
this house in the early '60s.

You walk
in your own footsteps,

and theirs.

But most of the time,

we never stop to think...

they were right here
in this room...

you know, walking down
these very halls,

sleeping in these beds...

dancing at parties.

There were some wonderful
times in this house.

And your dad...

such a good friend.

It's not that easy
to remember him.

You were still a little boy
when he passed.

In a way, I feel...

part of him
is still with me.

Not in a literal sense, you know,

but a trace of him,
you know?

A molecule.

I'm sorry.

- I'm probably scaring you.
- No, not at all.

I am very curious
about your...

abilities.

Later, I'd like to explore the
spiritual meaning of them with you.

- What about now?
- Now?

Yeah.

Why not?

This is where I've been seeing
those visions I told you about.

You've never had time
to mourn her passing.

This may be
your mind's way of...

But...

one of the images...

in this room...

that I find
the most confusing...

is the one of you.

Me?

Yes, Gene...

with blood
on your hands.

Whatever you're thinking,
Johnny...

- Did you kill her?
- I loved your mother.

- She never loved you.
- She did, in her own way.

For years, I watched her
give you a fortune.

She was supporting
God's work.

Was she going
to change her will?

- Cut you off?
- I did not kill her.

Put my mind at ease,
Reverend.

Does anyone else
know about this?

No, sir.

I called you right
after I found her.

Yes, this is Gene Purdy.

I need a hearse
at Vera Smith's house.

Yes...

she died in her sleep
sometime last night.

The housekeeper found her
this morning.

I want her taken
to our mortuary,

and she's to be
cremated immediately.

Oh...
(snlffles)

I'll contact
the sheriff's office.

Right. Thank you.

No one is ever to know
what happened here.

I'll take care of everything,
you understand?

Oh...

We need to clean everythlng,

wash her,
and put her to bed.

Can you help me do this?

Suicide?

Why would she...

When a parent
loses a child...

I tried to console her,
Johnny.

I couldn't.

She was in this room
almost every day,

crying,

sitting in that rocker.

They told her
you'd never recover.

She lost her only son...

and her faith in God.

I made the choice

to protect her name
and her legacy.

Yours too, Johnny.

Yours too.

Kind of late to be
working on your car.

Finally got it running,
huh?

Yeah.

Just needed to get out
of the house, you know?

Me too.

They found
my brother's plane.

It crashed in some mountains.

They said he died instantly.

I'm so sorry, Lindsay.

They're sending us a medal.

You knew, didn't you?

You just didn't want
to tell me.

I didn't know
how to tell you.

- I'm sorry for calling you...
- Aw, forget it.

That stuff doesn't matter.

Well, I'd better get home.

Mom is...
she's really upset.

Lindsay: What is it?

I'm sorry to bother you
at a time like this...

but I have to talk
to Mrs. Davis.

- She's not seeing anyone.
- It's very important, sir.

Mr. Davis...

I know how this must seem,
but I've seen Johnny

do some remarkable things.

Remarkable things?
My son is gone.

- Can you bring him back to life?
- It's your wife I'm worried about.

- Her life.
- Dad, let him.

Please.

Please go away.

I don't think
this is such a good...

Maybe Lindsay
told you about me.

I can sense things.

I sensed something
about you tonight.

Mrs. Davis...

the pain that
you're feeling,

I can't say
it'll go away soon...

but I am sure
that if your son...

if he could talk
to you right now...

he would want you
to know

that you are
loved and needed...

in this house.

And if you were to do
any harm to yourself...

this house
would never recover.

We'll get through this, baby.

We'll get help.

Is she going
to be all right?

After awhile...

yeah.

You're all going
to be all right.

Well...

I guess you got
a story after all.

Story? What story?

I didn't see anything.

Mind if I keep
you guys company?

- No.
- Yes.

- No.
- Yes.

You're grounded.