All language subtitles for The Dead Zone - 1x11 - Dinner with Dana.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.

(man singing in Spanish)

(music stops)

(soft music plays)

I never ever thought
I would live

To see the day

That I'd be running
after a man this way

Baby, you don't know
the effect you have on me

You got my mind
all twisted and I can't breathe...

Max!

Surprise.

And from the look
on your face,

I'd say
that's an understatement.

What are you doing here?

Well, I realized
I had your keys,

- and since I was in town...
- You should've called.

What, and miss
a shot like this?

Look at that, five megapixels,
amazing color.

Like, I'm tempted to throw away
my film camera.

Hey, hey, hey,
let it play.

- It's one of your favorites, right?
- Yeah.

L... what are you doing here?

I have to go to work, okay?

I have an assignment
I have to do.

Once around the coffee table
for old times' sake, okay?

- Stop it.
- Once around the coffee table...

Four months in Afghanistan...

three months
in the territories...

bad scenes,
but amazing visuals.

Did you catch
my Newsweek cover?

Yeah.

I put in a good with
the New York bureau chief.

Well, I am happy
where I am.

It's a big world out there

and you look good in it.

Especially in that dress.
So what's up? Hot date?

No. It is work.
I have an assignment.

What are you covering,

a governor's ball
or hookers' convention?

- All right.
- What? I'm kidding.

I'm just kidding.

Who're you calling,

the guy you're not
going out with?

- The police.
- Whoa, whoa.

You want me to leave,
just ask me.

I'll leave.

Okay.
I want you to leave.

I want you to leave.

- Okay.
- Hey, l...

- I want you to leave.
- Now I'm confused.

- God...
- Now I'm confused.

Now I'm confused.
Yes means no, right?

No means yes, right?
Or I'm getting hazy on the protocols.

Max, stop it!

Now, I think what we need is
a little honest communication,

no mixed signals.

Please...

What, you want it right here,
right now on the counter?

Is that what you want? Right here,
right now on the counter?

Is that it?

Excuse me, Mrs. Bates.

Get out!

What?
I was just fooling around.

Now!

- Don't.
- Relax. Take it easy, okay?

Here's your keys.

Hey, I'm sorry about everything.

I am. I really am, okay?
I'm sorry.

Sorry.

(theme music plays)

Fall in love,
fall in love

Fall in love

Fall in love...

Feel no shame
for what you are

Feel no shame
for what you are

Feel no shame
for what you are...

Fall in love,
fall in love

Fall in love.

More bitters.

Don't tell me
it's not a date.

It's not a date.

Well, let's see...
you're cooking

and inviting her
to the crib...

sounds like a date to me.

It's not a date.

(doorbell ringing)

(knocking)

Coming!

Hey.
Come on in.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Oh, not at all.
Not at all.

You're very nice
to do this for me.

Well, I owed you one,
remember?

I think this could be
a cover piece

for the Sunday Magazine.

Ah,
"My Dinner With Johnny."

You have to admit,

a date with a psychic
is a great story...

Not that this is
a real date.

Oh, just a pretend date
for your story.

Oh, for dinner.

The sommelier
from my local liquor store

says Merlot's
a great choice with duck.

Okay, here we go.

Let's establish some
ground rules for our "date."

It's not fair that
you can see into my life

when I can't see into yours,
which means...

Mm-hmm?

When you have a vision,
like right now,

you have
to let me in on it.

Fill you in? Right.

So what'd you see?

Bunch of really old guys

wearing berets

turning bottles,

just like this,

a quarter turn,
a quarter turn,

a quarter turn...

It's hell on the wrists.

I think we should
check on dinner.

I've got that.

So...

your job keeping you busy or...?

Oh yeah.

All news all the time,
that's me.

Whatever you do,

don't get her talking
about her work.

You've got that look again.

No. Bruce was just telling me...

yesterday,

he was telling me, actually,
not to ask about your job.

Because?

It's a turn-off,

a one-way ticket
to goodnightsville...

handshake instead of tongue.

He just wanted this date
to feel as real as possible...

for the article.

Well, he's right.

The last thing
I want to talk about is work.

But the truth is,

I hear it all the time
from guys I go out with.

She's a slut.

Walt says she's slept
with half the guys in the county.

You know,
can I help you?

This is my specialty
in the kitchen, sad to say.

Oh, sure.

I mean,

I suppose she's attractive,
but really,

you should hear the way
Walt talks about her.

She's a carnivore.

Certain animals
are meat eaters.

So are you getting hungry or...?

A little.

Okay, why don't we start
with the soup

while we're waiting
for the duck to finish?

Okay.

Grab some bowls.

Mm.

Do I detect
a hint of curry?

She's not worthy of you.

Trust me.

I know you.

Who cares what Sarah says?

I mean, say what
you want about Dana,

she is one fine-Iooking
white girl.

I say go for it.

I'm going for it.

You're going for it?

I'm going for the wine
right here.

Why don't we open the wine?

I think I should have
one of those bottle openers...

I brought one...

just in case.

Well, if you're serving duck,

I'd suggest a nice Merlot.

Otherwise,
and depending on the sauce,

a Cab or even a Syrah
might be appropriate.

Still teaching me.

You still have a lot to learn,

for example,

you're entirely wrong
for Johnny.

I told you

it is not a date, it is just...

An interview,
not an actual date.

Yes, of course.

I know him, Dana,

and more importantly,

I know you.

Oh...

You make a habit of picking
the wrong men

to keep you isolated.

And truth be told,

you prefer isolation
to intimacy,

whereas Johnny

needs to end his seclusion
and make a genuine connection.

Let me guess.

You've added a psychology degree

to your list
of honorary accomplishments?

Tell me, Dana,

do you still hear a key
turning in the lock at night

and wake in the dark
stifling a scream?

Cheers.

Remember "It's a Wonderful Life"?

Sure.

Every time a bell rings,

another angel
gets his wings.

Well, we are going
to have to institute

a bell system for you,

only it'll mean that
a psychic's had a vision

and he has to share.

Why don't we get out
of the kitchen?

It's getting
a little stuffy in here.

That's for you.

Drink.

You know what happens
if you play a country song backwards?

Mm-mm.

You get back your farm,
your pickup, and your girl,

all in that order.

You're funny.

You know that?

Yeah, I'm about as funny
as this music.

Oh, I take it
you don't like country?

Nope, I hate it.

I hate it worse than disco,
and disco nearly killed me.

Then for God's sake...

what are you doing here?

I have wounds and I'm...

I'm rubbing salt in them.

Oh, come on, cowboy!

What did you lose?
Your farm, your pickup?

Oh...

your girl.

Oh, poor baby.

You know what they say.

What?

There's only one way
to forget about a woman.

What's that?

Find another.

Oh my God,
you have found the cure

for the honky-tonk blues.

Nurse!

Two more shots
and a couple of beers

for me and my...

very intelligent friend here.

I promised my editor
a date with a psychic,

and you're not playing
by the rules.

What did you see in the kitchen?

I'm not sure you'll like it.

This is part and parcel

of the Johnny Smith
dating experience.

I knew it
when I signed on.

I didn't know that
you knew Reverend Purdy so...

well.

Oh.

You know, this is actually
kind of liberating.

It's not as if I can be dishonest

with someone who can literally
see right through me.

Well, you don't have
to tell me anything.

No, it's okay.

Gene Purdy and I
had a relationship,

and it's been over for a while.

I admit I have an attraction
to a certain type of older man,

and he obviously enjoys
spending time with younger women.

I've made you uncomfortable,
haven't I?

I'm sorry.

No.

No, no, not at all.

Now it's your turn.

It's my turn...?

You have the psychic
advantage here.

You got to see one of mine.

Now I get to see one of yours,
don't you think?

Now this is sounding
a lot like, "Truth or Dare,"

not a date anymore.

A date with Johnny

is not going to be
like any other date.

So...

tell me about Sarah.

Don't you dare
tell her anything about us.

Just leave my family
out of your story.

You're out of chips
and out of love,

so my last tip...

don't talk about Sarah.

Keep your mind in the now,
all right, bro'?

I'm competing
for your attention again, aren't I?

Look...

my story is
a profile on Johnny Smith.

Johnny Smith lost
the woman he loved

when he was in a coma
for six years,

and yet, he still finds a way
to keep her a part of his life.

I can't leave that out, now,
Johnny, can I?

Why don't we start with this?

1995...

The year of the accident.

You ever been in love, Dana?

No...

I don't think so.

Three?

Come on,
give me a number.

Don't you get any kind
of feeling at all

when we're like this?

Yeah. I have
all sorts of nice feelings.

I'm starting to have
one of those feelings right about now.

- Johnny...
- Sarah was my first...

Sarah: I want to know.
How many kids are we going to have?

The only woman
I ever really loved.

How about our own
family hockey team?

Don't put your money
on that one, pal.

We had our lives mapped out.

It wasn't hard.

All we wanted was each other.

Think about it.

30 years from now,

I'll be that old, funny
biology teacher,

you'll be headlining
at the Grand Ole Opry.

Think about
what a pair we'll make.

We still share
each others' lives

even though she has a husband
and a family now,

and I have...
memories and visions.

And if they sometimes seem
more real to me than they actually are,

it's because I wish they were.

So you think that
will satisfy your readers?

Johnny, I...

Are you finished?

Girl: Let me out!

Please!

I'm going to check on the duck.

This Long Island's
taking longer than I expected.

Fortunately, your guest
has the patience of a saint.

So what's the next phase
of this interview?

The next phase of this date.

Well, what would you do
on a normal date?

There are no normal dates
around here,

which is why
there aren't many dates.

I know what we can do
to pass the time.

I don't dance.

I never danced.

And as you know,
I have this cane,

and also I happen to have
a little thing about being touched.

It's kind of obvious by now.

I want you to dance with me.

Consider it part of the story.

Resistance is futile.

Put your left hand in mine.

Put your right hand
on my waist.

And just feel the music.

See?

You're a natural.

It's important

to keep eye contact
with your date.

Well, like I said,
I'm out of practice.

Anything else I should know?

If you want to hold me closer,

I won't consider it a proposal.

What is it?

Hey, rules are rules.

Tell me what you saw.

Another man dancing with you.

Then he hit you.

Oh, well...

I see you've met Max.

Max?

A mistake I made once...

or twice.

Twice?

A guy like that?

Well, I can't really explain it.

Maybe because I don't
really understand myself.

We lived together for about a year.

He was the nicest guy
you could imagine.

He was talented and funny.

Where the hell
have you been?

Where the hell
have you been?

And, um...

he... he liked to hit women.

He, um...

He was insanely jealous.

I'm sorry.

It's just... don't lie to me.
Don't...

I can smell him on you.

I smell him on you.

After he hit me enough times,

I got a restraining order.

Max was the worst,

but you could say

I've got a talent
for picking the wrong men.

I was saying something.

What was I saying?

That you have a talent
for picking the wrong men.

Yeah.

Until maybe...

just maybe...

tonight.

Wait a minute,
you haven't said the words.

The words?

I can't do this
without the words.

Off the record?

Oh, and here I thought you were
getting all kinky with me.

Well, it's still early.

You don't want me to write
about having sex with a psychic?

Enquiring minds want
to know what it's like.

Well, I guess
we're about to find out.

You mean, I'm the first since...

You haven't...?

Off the record.

I do have a very
active fantasy life.

But in terms
of flesh and blood...

you're the first in a long time.

I'm tempted to say it's like
getting back on a bicycle,

but that wouldn't put me
in a very flattering light.

Just ask if you forget anything.

I think I can remember this.

Johnny...

let's make a hockey team.

Uh-oh.

What was that?

Housekeeper.

I just had a flash

of the housekeeper
making the bed tomorrow.

How distracting.

Yeah, I noticed.

Johnny.

Want to help me with these?

Sure.
Yeah. Let me...

- get that off real quick.
- Oh yeah?

I wonder what your mom would say
if she could see us now?

This is not half bad at all.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

Make room for Daddy.

Uh... okay, that's it. That's it.

What?

Is something wrong?

No, no.

Johnny, honey!

Johnny, honey,
it's time to get up for school.

Mom.

Mom?

This isn't working
for me anymore.

It's me.

I was too aggressive, wasn't I?

No, no, no, no.

I'm sorry.

Honey,

- I can't find my toothbrush.
- What are you doing here?

You're right. This was a mistake.
I should leave.

No, no, no, no.
Not you, not you. Him. Walt.

Sheriff Walt?

Yeah.

He's asking for his toothbrush.

He's never even been
in my bedroom before.

Sexual arousal could certainly pump
more endorphins

into your dead zone, Johnny.

That's probably what caused
those cascading visions.

All right, enough,
enough, enough!

What's wrong?

I don't know. I just seem to be lost
in space and time.

Dr. Tran, he was just trying
to explain why.

I guess I'll figure it out
at my next appointment with him.

And his conclusion?

You wanted the Johnny Smith
dating experience.

Sometimes it means sharing a bed
with everyone you've ever slept with,

and everyone they've
ever slept with.

It's kind of like
six degrees of separation except...

minus five.

That many, huh?

Yeah.

I'm glad I have a king-size bed.

Hey...

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay.

You rule your visions,

your visions don't rule you.

Mind over matter,
my brother.

Bruce says it's simply
mind over matter.

Oh, well,

no disrespect to you, Bruce,

but I say we leave
the mind out of this.

The mind is what's
getting you into trouble.

You're right.

We need to get you
out of your head

and into your body.

(heavy sigh)

How do we do that?

Leave that up to me.

But they're all still...
they're all here.

- Let them watch.
- Okay.

Yeah, you like that,
don't you, cowboy?

You are a bad girl
and I'm going to...

I'm going to...
I'm going to do bad things to you.

Right here, right now?

Well, I'd invite you
back to my farm, but...

The bank repossessed it.

At least you're not...

thinking of your girl anymore.

'Course, who knows
what she's up to tonight?

What do you mean?

Oh, maybe we're not
the only ones being bad.

Could be she's getting
her revenge on you, too, you know.

(laughing)

Know what I think?

Know what I think?

I think you're
a cheap little whore who'd turn a trick

for a couple shots of bourbon,
that's what I think.

- (gasping)
- What? What? What?

You... you bastard.

- Look at me.
- Please...

- I thought you liked it rough?
- No.

Please... no, no.

Rules are rules.

I thought you were sleeping.

I'm a light sleeper.

So what'd you see?

Was it about us,

our future, perhaps?

I'm not sure.

I was blinded by the light.

Light?

Two lights, actually.

Well, don't let it bother you...

'cause I'm going
to tell you the future.

We're going to be
the best of friends from now on.

I had so much fun.

Thank you.

Girl: Let me out! Please!

Johnny: Dana, l...

Your poor duck.

We should rescue it before
it gets burned to a crisp.

Yeah, that's affirmative.

The suspect is a white male
age 35 to 40.

Witness got a partial ID
on the plates...

Maine, 322.

Car's a late-model silver sedan.

So we'll send
a photographer by Monday,

get some shots of you cooking and maybe
some candid shots of you around the house?

I think your life
is really going to open up

after this story runs.

Why's that?

Because people fear
what they don't understand,

and once I show them
the real you...

Oh, power of the press, huh?

I like to help when I can.

Like Cosell helped Ali?

That's not fair.

Johnny,

it was wonderful,

if that's what you're asking.

Please, please, please, please...

don't ruin it
over empty promises

about the future that
you can't even see tonight.

Now, I think there's a reason

why those lights
are blocking your vision.

I think that I put them there.

You know, I like those lights.

Let me have my lights.

This was a mistake.

Gene Purdy is right.

You need someone
to make a connection with, and I can't...

I'd be happy to make
a connection with you...

right here and now...

in this room.

Oh, now, listen to you...

the man with a thousand faces
in the bedroom.

Tell me you weren't
holding Sarah's hand

while you were
making love to me?

Ohh...

I've really messed things up,
haven't I?

I do that all the time.

I have overstayed
my welcome.

Okay...

Can we just forget

the last few minutes

and just remember
what came before?

It was a great evening

and I hope we'll have
another one.

Girl: Let me out! Please!

Can I just ask you
one more thing?

Tell me about the locked door.

- What?
- The bedroom...

when you were a child.

It was nothing.

I don't even know
why you would care about that.

Rules are rules.

My dad used to lock me
in my room

whenever he had
to leave the house

to keep me out of trouble,
you know, like any other kid.

Like any kid?

It was no big deal,

believe me.

Oh, wait.

Is this where
I'm supposed to admit

that I was abused or something

and that would
explain everything?

Well, sorry to disappoint,
but he didn't.

He didn't hit me.

Didn't even lay a hand on me.

He didn't even like me.

I think I used to remind him
of my mother

who was about to dump him.

Sure, I hated it.

What little kid wouldn't?

I have to be going.

I have an early interview.

(screams)

Please!

Please let me out.

I officially declare my date
with Johnny Smith over.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Just a general cover-all-bases,

apply-to-all-affected-areas
apology.

Friends when
we meet again, hmm?

Don't tell me.

I'll let myself out.

(engine starts)

Turn off the ignition.

Step out of the car.

Put your hands
where I can see them.

Step out of the car
nice and slow.

Put your hands
where I can see them.

Call off the APB
and advise state police

we've arrested a suspect.

Everything's under control.

Thanks for the call.

- The lights.
- Officer: You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will
be used against you in a court of law...

His, not yours.

I needed a broken plate
to see the whole picture.

You were throwing plates
after I left?

I was dropping them,
not throwing them.

Better.

- You get to drive him in.
- No problem.

He scares me, but you know,

in a way you...

you scare me much more.

Come on.

I've got a pint
of Ben & Jerry's ice cream in the freezer.

Dessert's on me.

In you go, buddy.

Watch your head.
In you go.

(theme music plays)

- No!
- Yes.

- No!
- Yes.

- No.
- You're grounded.