All language subtitles for Psi-Factor-S2E10

These stories are inspired
by the actual case files

of the Office of Scientific
Investigation and Research.

Are they still in the pool?

I'll make sure they keep
the noise down for your nap.

Nice form, honey.

Ah, you've got to get
back to the site, Jimmy.

I think so.

Hey, did you remember to file
the notice for that variance?

Well, I'm pretty sure I did.

What the hell does that mean?

Either you did or you didn't.

Come on, Bobby boy, it's
this court you're of.

Let's wait till it cools off, huh?

Do some laps, get in some siesta time.

He's an idiot, Katie.

He's your brother.

How the hell am I supposed
to relax, you know?

Harley's on my back, the
banks won't cut me any slack.

What the hell am I supposed to do, huh?

Why don't I help you?

Hey, hey, my brother might see you.
You're crazy ?

I mean, you're a little bad.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, Bobby !

Katie ?

Hey!

For some, ghosts and hauntings are merely
frightening tales told around a campfire.

For others, they can
be a terrifying reality.

Can restless spirits wander our
world in search of retribution?

In case 905-209,

OSIR investigators discovered that the sins
of a man's past might not always stay buried.

Case manager's log, Prager reporting.

We're investigating the
drowning of Jimmy Sheffield.

We were contacted by
local homicide detectives

following the coroner's refusal
to rule on a cause of death.

The family's lack of cooperation
with our investigation

has led us to proceed with discretion.

You okay?

I guess.

We're in trouble, aren't we?

No, I don't think so.

I'm going to freshen it up.

Well, we weren't sure whether to
drain it or just have it cleaned.

Well, don't look too bad to me.

We had a dead body in it.

Can't imagine anything worse.

Will someone take a
header in the shallowing?

Just, uh, do your job, okay, pool boy?

Oh, sorry.

What are you doing?

Go check the Drain.

Do what you must.

Pending an inquest, it's
death by misadventure.

There was a significant amount of
alcohol in Jimmy Sheffield's system.

Maybe he had one too many and
banged his head in the pool.

Nah, Anton, those marks look
like somebody strangled them.

He could have got those
scratches before he drowned.

Background?

Well, he and his older brother Robert were
partners in a real estate development firm.

They inherited the business from their
father after he committed suicide.

If this keeps up, the Sheffields will
bump the Kennedys off the tabloids.

The grandfather, Harrison Sheffield,

still runs the family business
from behind the scenes.

Harrison Sheffield?

He's the one who built the
reservoir, put that down on the map.

That's right, and he
still owns half the town.

He bought a lot of friends
and made a lot of enemies.

Maybe this was payback time.

All right, let's get close to the
Sheffields and see what they're up to.

I still don't understand why
the coroner hasn't made a ruling.

Someone pulled Jimmy under the water.

And you vote for Robert.

I don't know.
It feels like something's missing here.

Yeah, such as this.

It was silt found in
Jimmy Sheffield's lungs.

The coroner couldn't explain why.

So, where did Jimmy get
a mouthful of muddy water?

Oh, the shaft's bent.

The shaft's fine.
Your left arm is bent.

Firm it up.
Keep it stiff.

So what happened at
the Sheffield's pool?

Well, there's not enough
suction of the drain
to drag a grown man down.

The pool water and filters
don't have a trace of silt.

Now, this reservoir feeds the whole
area, and it's loaded with silt.

And?

Well, I mean, I can't be sure yet,

but the pH balance is about right.

I mean, he could have been drowned here
and then moved to the pool.

No time.

Less than 10 minutes
lapse from the last time

he was seen alive to when he
was doing the dead man's float.

Ball !

Well, got rid of the slice.

Sheffield Vistas?

Anything to do with
the Harrison Sheffield?

Actually, he's my grandfather.

Really?

That must be quite a thrill,
having such a powerful relative.

It has its moments.

Well, as you can see, phase one will
be completed by the end of the year.

And demolition for phase two
will begin soon after that.

Phase two?

Yeah, right out here across the street.

That whole row of homes
will be coming down.

What about the people that live there?

They'll be fine.

Would you excuse me
for a moment, please?

Why don't you take a look
at the hot tub up back?

It's a beautiful top of the line model.

I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

Excuse me.

Hi !

Mr. Sheffield.

Look, Miss Jameson,

we're offering you more than
fair value for your house,

plus moving expenses.

If you have any other problems,

please just contact our attorneys.

It's not about me.

I, uh...

I was wondering...

how's your brother?

Jimmy, uh...

passed away on Tuesday.

Oh, no.

Why would you ask about him?

It sounds crazy, but
I know what happened.

I know he was murdered.

This is ridiculous.

It was an accident.

I saw the whole thing.

Well, I mean, I wasn't there,
but it's as though I were.

It was like I was dreaming.

But I was wide awake.

Look, Miss Jameson, my brother is dead.

Katie, would you please take her home?

Yes.

I came here out of concern.

You might try to treat a
person with a little respect.

Take a lesson from your grandfather.

Miss Jameson, you know
nothing about me or my family.

Please, Kate, get her out of here.

Come with me, Miss Jameson.

How very strange.

Yes, yes, very strange.

- I'm sorry about that.
- Who is she?

That's Mrs. Jamieson.

She lives in one of the
homes that we're tearing down.

But don't worry, she'll be in a home
someplace by the time you move in.

What a relief.

Did you get a chance
to look at the hot tub?

No, but I'd love to see it.

Oh, well, I'd be glad to show you.

Come.

Robert Sheffield seemed pretty
friendly with his brother's widow.

Too friendly?

Let's just say that her mourning
period was about as short as her skirt.

The entire Sheffield
family seems corrupt.

You can pick your friends, but
you can't pick your family, huh?

We're devoting significant resources

to investigating people who may
very well turn out to be murderers.

So if you were a lawyer, you'd
only defend innocent clients.

You'd be out of work pretty quick.

What I'm saying is that Jimmy Sheffield's
death may be tied to the family's past.

You should have seen Robert and Katie

when the old lady started talking
about her vision of Jimmy's death.

The old lady?

Bridget Jamieson.

She's been a real
pain to the Sheffields.

She's lived in her house
since the early 50s.

All of her neighbors have sold
out, but she refuses to go.

Tough old bird.

Well, let's check her out.

Maybe she's got, I don't
know, pre-cognitive abilities.

Are you suggesting she really had a
premonition about Sheffield's death?

Hey, she may be picking up signals
from Moosejaw for all we know.

Okay.

Here's the reservoir.

The drowning happened at
the Sheffield mansion, right?

Did the police ever get a
statement from the old man himself?

Well, he claims to have
been asleep at the time.

He's pretty much a recluse.

Well, why should we let a
little thing like that stop us?

Don't let him frighten you.

He's really a pussycat.

And I shall have my teeth and my claws.

So, you want to do an
article about my Jimmy.

Why?

We thought that our readers at Business
Illustrated would find his story inspiring.

Because he's dead?

Because what he's achieved will live
on, much like yourself, Mr. Sheffield.

Oh, he'll achieve nothing.

He's a fool.

Does have his moments of charm.

Your partner's very attractive.

Are you two a number?

No, we're just, uh,
we're just work together.

Well, I'm a bit of a writer myself.

Poetry mostly.

Not published yet, but...

Really?

Well, you could be a big help to us collecting
background information on Mr. Sheffield.

I could give you lots of juicy stuff.

For instance, there's a guy, name
of Harley, called the boys a lot.

Put the fear of God into them.

The issue of succession is
always hard in a family business.

How do you plan to deal with this?

Who will take over
now that Jimmy is gone?

Robert.

Is well... capable.

I'm gonna keep my hand in.

Will Robert follow in
the family tradition?

What do you mean?

I always understood that you were a real
shark when it came to wheeling and dealing.

Making enemies is the
cost of doing business.

You know, Ms. Donner, the business
considerations of Jimmy's death are just that.

Business.

They're other considerations, I suppose.

I'm sorry. It must have been tragic
for you to lose him like that.

It doesn't begin to describe it.

I hope that you didn't
have to see it happen.

No.

But I knew.

You knew?

She didn't think I recognized her.

But I did.

Who?

Katie?

The child.

He's been having nightmares.

Almost every night since...

You know...

Must have been about seven years old.

... Jimmy.

Maybe we could get together sometime.

For coffee.

Who?

She didn't breathe a word.

She stood there...

... dripping wet.

All the while...

... Jimmy was drowning.

- Did anyone else see this child?
- No!

But she was telling me
what was happening and...

... and I...

... I almost saw it!

No !

No !

- Mr. Sheffield, what is it?
- She's back.

Get away from me !

You get.. Get away from me !

Get away from me.
Now !

Get away !

No !

Easy, Mr. Sheffield, breath...

What is it? Is she here?

Do you see her?

Easy there.
Easy breath.

Have a look.

There's silt in the water you
brought back from the mansion.

There's a mass of silt in Jimmy's lungs?

Well, the centrifuge isn't done yet, but I'm
guessing they all came from the same place.

The reservoir.

Yeah.

If this is a hoax, someone's
gone to a lot of trouble.

And if it's not?

Then we'd better find out who
or what that little girl is.

This used to be a real neighborhood.

We had a butcher and an excellent
greengrocer right here on this block.

Lots of families with children,
little houses with gardens.

Oh, and they stripped mine
of the whole blessed place.

Bring on the cappuccino boys.

You told Robert Sheffield that you had
these terrible visions of Jimmy's death?

Yes.

I saw skeletons.

They looked a bit like
Halloween skeletons,

and they were taking Jimmy and
pulling him down beneath the water.

These demons, because I think
that's what you could call them,

they reminded me of stories
that I'd heard when I was little.

Banshees, my mother called them.

There's no love lost between
me and the Sheffields,

but I surely would never
wish that fate on anyone.

Of course not.

Have you ever had these feelings before?

Well, they started when the Sheffields
started trying to railroad me out of my home.

I had bits and pieces, nothing really
that I could focus on until the other day.

Have you ever had any psychic
phenomena in your family, Miss Jameson?

Oh, I wouldn't know, I was raised
by the Sisters of San Sebastian.

They took me in when I
was only a slipperful girl.

Oh, so you were orphaned?

They told me that my family abandoned
me when they returned to Ireland.

That was over 60 years ago.

I couldn't have been more than seven.

You know, I would like very
much to have you to the lab,

and maybe we could take some tests,

try to understand where
those dreams are coming from.

You know, I suspect you
have a very special gift.

Gift?

I promised, just let me go.

- We'll have to rearrange your face.
- I promise, the end of the week.

Only if you've got it.

- All right, next week.
- Get out.

Here's the plate number Hendricks got.
Black stretch limo.

I'll have my contacts
at the DMV check it out.

I should have something
for you this afternoon.

All right, thanks, Ray.

- Lindsay.
- Ray.

- How's Bridget?
- Anton's with her.

So far, she's showing no signs
of any clairvoyant ability.

Anything new on Sheffield?

Robert seems to have got himself
mixed up with the wrong crowd.

Someone sent him a message.

Killing his brother? Some message.

Yeah.

Do you think Jimmy knew about this?

In the long run, Jimmy wasn't so sharp.

Then why'd you marry him?

Oh, I don't know. We had fun.

He loved me. I hadn't met you yet.

Maybe it was the money.

I'm not a romantic, Bobby.
Not like that.

I can't afford to be.

Is it Harley?
Is that what's bothering you?

Well, don't you think Harley had
something to do with Jimmy's death?

If Harley doesn't get his
money soon, I could be next.

Harley's not stupid.

If he kills you, then he can't collect.
It's just bad business.

Here, here.
I gotta go do some stuff, all right?

Come on.

Come back, Bobby.

Fine. I'll just soak it then.

No point both of us getting uptight.

It's freezing.

You've been fiddling
with the thermostat.

Waterbed's the same temperature
it's been every night, Mr. Sheffield.

This is getting tragic.

You know what the doctor said?

It's good for your back.

Leave me alone, you turtle.

I was freezing.

My, my.

Aren't we in fine form tonight?

So I passed all my tests, did I?

But flying colors.
Thanks for indulging us, Miss Jameson.

Well, I hope that you can find
something useful among all of this.

Well, you've been through
a lot in your life.

Maybe some of these
visions are stress-related.

- My God !
- What do you see?

It's happening!

It's happening again!

The Banshees !

It won't let her go !

It;s all right.

Okay. Thanks, guys.

Sure.

According to the detectives,
another drowning victim.

But no accident.
She had a crushed larynx.

I'm willing to bet there's
silt in her lungs, too.

Yeah, I'll look into it.

And again, no sign of an intruder.

Looks like he just
vanished into thin air.

He had a key.

Are the police bringing Robert in?

Yeah, they're questioning him.
We're next in line.

What about Bridget Jameson?

I don't think a 65-year-old non-swinner
could take out Jimmy and Katie.

Besides, I'm her alibi.

She was with Anton and me.

But she knew details about
Jimmy's and Katie's deaths

she had no possible way of knowing.

It was like I was somewhere else.

I could see the scratches on her neck,

the splashing of the water, watching
something attack the poor woman,

watching her drown.

Did you see or sense anyone else?

No, no, no.

Oh, I'm sorry.
It was all so strange.

I really want to figure this thing out.

Believe me, so do we.

You seem to be experiencing
a remarkable connection

to what's happening with the Sheffields,

and we need to find out why.

Are you related to them?

No.

The old gentleman, though, I remember

from when I was a small tyke
in the keeping of the sisters,

whenever he would give
the convent a donation,

we girls would be paraded out to thank
him as if he was the lord of the manor.

But I never once remember he
even looked me in the eye.

Of course, now he has all this
grief coming down on his house.

First Jimmy,

now the cops think I killed Katie.

And they won't be
around when I'm murdered.

Is that what you want?

Sit down!

You know, you just don't understand.

I need the money now.

I've got unions threatening to pull out.

The banks are calling my loans.

I just need to finish three more units
just to get the cash flow moving again.

You think I enjoy flushing
my money down the toilet?

You'd be investing in your grandson.

No.

I'd be investing in a loser.

Shut up!

Don't !
Do not !

Do not call me that.

I am not going to let
you push me over the edge.

I am not my father.

Well, that's the problem.

You are your father.

Besides, he pulled the trigger himself.

You son...

You are weak, just like your father.

You made your bed, now lie in it.

If I don't come up with
200,000 by the end of the week,

I'm as good as dead.

Can you live with that?

Do you have any conscience at all?

Of course you don't.

Tell me what I want to hear.

No, no, talk to me.

Tell me what I want to hear.

Listen, Mr. Hartley, this will
be the last time we be talking.

I'd wait if we could sit
down and talk like gentlemen.

Robert, come on.

You like that, huh?

Do you listen?

- Get off!
- No, no, no.

You know, I've always thought
of myself as a handyman

the right tool for the
right job I always say.

What are you doing?

Want me to drill you an
extra nostril, Mr. Prager ?

I got you name off your driver license.
See, not a bad picture.

*** here.

Thank you for the contribution.

Let's see...

Expired...

Expired...

Expired...

A organ donor card.

And unlike your credit
cards, it's still valid.

Look, Mr. Harley,
I really gotta get going.

How the hell do you know my name ?

You come out of nowhere

and all of a sudden, some of
my best customers turn up dead.

How am I supposed to collect my fake

if you keep knocking them off ?

You see my point ?

You're so subtle. It's hard to miss.

Look, um, you got the wrong idea.
I'm not in your line of work.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

According to your ID you belong to
something called the OSIR.

Yeah, the organization of young socialists

and I really believe we
can make a difference.

Talk to me, now !

This is great.
I just wish I could get up my pin.

What ?

I could give you your own chapter

Look, I'm writing a tell-all
biography on the on the Sheffields.

You know, a real dirty under
the fingernails, pull no punches,

drag them through the mud tabloid tail.

Dark family secrets, shady
deals, kickbacks, payoffs.

Capitalism on a grand scale.

You some kind of pinko
scam artist or what ?

It's the voice in the
wilderness demanding to be heard.

Sir.

You know, I had an aunt in
the nuthouse when I was a kid.

Used to watch her drool on her knitting.

Her doctor gave her what
they call an ice pick lobotomy.

Jammed a spike into her brain
and kind of stirred it around.

She was real quiet after that.

If I ever see you again,

you'll be making paper
dolls for a living.

What worse ways
to make a living, I guess.

Oh, man !

What about campfire ?!

Yeah, the silk we found
in the victim's lungs

is an absolute match with
the samples taken from here.

Peter, there's no way those bodies could
have been drowned here and then moved.

Yeah, I know.

See, the problem is, this reservoir is
the source of all water in the whole area.

Whoops, here we go.

Is that a sunken boat?

No, it's too square and big.

Well, how do you find
out exactly what it is?

Well, there's only
one way that I know of.

It's like a big box
embedded in the reservoir.

I estimate it to be about 20 feet long,

maybe 18 feet wide, and 15 feet high.

What happened to you?

- Where have you been ?
- Don't ask.

Let's just say we can rule
out Harley as a suspect.

Although he'd like to
see the Sheffields dead,

a swell guy that he is,

it appears as though someone
or something beat him to it.

How's it going?

I'll let you know in a minute.

The cops released Robert.

They don't have evidence
to make the charges stick.

You sound disappointed.

It's just that it
made sense, that's all.

Not that everything we
look into makes sense.

Oh, come on.

Banshees make sense.

Well, there are Celtic myth.

Spectral demons with long flowing hair.

They sit up on your walls at night

combing their hair with
the bones of their victims.

And they howl.

Sounds like my second wife.

And they steal children.

Harrison saw a little girl.

You suppose he breached a
contract with the other side?

He wouldn't be the first captain
of industry to have sold his soul.

I grew up with people
like the Sheffields.

My dad, for instance.

Oh man.

What is it?

This will show you what we've found.

Looks like a building.

It's actually a stone farmhouse.

There's a window, boarded
up from the outside.

Door, same thing.

You know, I'm guessing, but I think
there's probably two bodies down there

that were trapped inside, maybe more.

Tomorrow we'll go down
and have another look.

That building has to have been there

since before the valley was
flooded for the reservoir.

Someone drowned them like rats.

Why?

Well, this might explain it.

It was nailed beside the door.

Celtic Cross.

There was an editorial on the Irish

in one of those old newspaper
clippings I found at the archives.

I dug up everything I could
find on the Sheffields.

Listen to this.

Squatters impede reservoir endeavor.

Immigrant workers hold up
Sheffield Irrigation Project.

Apparently, a family
refused to leave the valley.

They held up the project for weeks.

Was that a motive for murder?

Here's that editorial I found.

I thought it was bigoted
even for the time.

It was the 20s.

It's a good old fashioned redneck rant.

The Irish vermin have been a blade
upon this fair community far too long.

It is one thing for them to live
off the fat of our land as laborers

and quite another indeed for them to expect
the full privileges of natural born citizens.

That's an enlightened individual.

Signed Harrison T. Sheffield,
March 11, 1927.

It was the Jamiesons that
were the holdout family.

Maybe Bridget witnessed
something as a child.

And suppressed it all these years.

Yes, it could be the visions he's been
having are related to her childhood trauma.

Well, you think she'd agree to
some sort of regression hypnosis?

Certainly worth asking.

You know, the key to this entire mystery

could be buried deep
within her subconscious.

Here's to you, Katie and
Jimmy, wherever you are.

You didn't think I'd
outlive you, did you?

Fool the lot of you, didn't I?

Why?

Why did you do it?

Only you can throw light
in those years, Bridget.

The past won't hurt you.

It's only shadows.
Old memories.

I can't see anything.

What can you hear?
What can you feel?

So cold.

So alone.

What do you want with me?

Why did you do it?

Why?

Stay away!

Get away, get away, get away!

Why?

She's gone, she's gone.

Can't swim !

She's blocked up the chimney.

And the windows all round are
covered in slats and boards.

There's no way out.

No escape!

Rico!

Rico!

Why did you do it?

Where are you now, Bridget?

I'm hiding in the corner, crying.

Madame was *** break the
windows *** pushed her the boards...

Water on the floor rising everywhere.

Where's it coming from?

It's coming through the walls.

It's coming up through the floor.
It's rising everywhere.

Water it's everywhere.

I can't swim, can't breathe.

The water...

*** kicking the door and my
mother's crying and holding me close.

What is it?

The *** holding the door.

But it's not big enough
for us to get through.

The water is rushing in.

It's so cold !

It wouldn't get out.

Something *** her.

I had a heart right on my land.

Alright?

Mom and Dad are screaming.

So cold !

Oh God !

I can't swim.

I can't breath !

Stop this, Anton, now!

Bridget,

I want you to return
to the presence in 3...

2...

1...

It's over, Bridget.

It was over a long time ago.

He did it.

He drowned my family.

Who?

Well, that's why he gave
money to the convent.

To support me.

And why he could never
look me in the eye.

Guilt. Shame. Blood money.

Harrison. Harrison Sheffield.

Can't swim.

Can't breathe.

Go!

The water!

Water's everywhere!

Go !

Let me go !

Please!

All right, all right, i'm coming.

What a surprise!

Where's Mr. Schiffield ?

He's around somewhere.

Is he alright?

He should be.
*** himself.

Upstairs.
In the bedroom.

Mr. Sheffield?

Mr. Sheffield?

Where the hell is he?

Bridget, in your vision, Harrison
Sheffield was in this room, right?

Yes.

And you said something
else was in here with him?

What is it? What do you see?

You know the little
girl he was seeing?

It was me.

It's done.

Final case log.

The police have no leads on
Harrison Sheffield's death.

We've provided them with our report.

At the reading of his
grandfather's will,

Robert Sheffield learned
he'd been disinherited.

His body was found floating in the
reservoir that bore his family name.

Mr. Harley, you've been a naughty boy.

What's this ?

- Turn around.
- Naughty boy.

Case log, addendum.

The subsequent investigation
led to the arrest of John Harley.

Prager out.

Both science and theology agree that
we are bound by the elements of nature,

yet there is an abundance of evidence

which suggests that some human
spirits may operate after death,

in a realm as yet unknown and
inaccessible to the living.

For Psi Factor, I'm Dan Aykroyd.

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