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Episode 5 "Chocolate"

Have you ever been in love?

I have been married for 17 years.

That isn't what I said.

Have you ever been in love? Really in love?

Sure!

Not like I have.

Oh, no. You're special.

I mean it.

No man ever loved a woman the way I loved her.

I could see that by all that blood splatter all over your shirt.

Oh fine. You can call it murder. Doesn't matter.

Just back up a little bit here.

I'm still not clear how this little thing started.

- How many times do I have to tell it? - Till it start to sound like the truth!

Just you and me, okay?

Start from the beginning.

I got up. I got dressed. I went to work.

Where do you work?

Cougar Culinary Labs in Chicago.

I create artificial flavors for the food industry.

Who put the magic rocks in the water cooler?

Jesus, Wally! Chilli and cheese "Fritos"?

You could be in a crowded stadium and know who farted.

Maybe you didn't know, but the "Frito"

is natures perfect food.

Particularly the chilli and cheese variety.

Particular. Low in carbs.

There is just no way to perfectly synthesize honeydew melon. It's impossible.

You've been combing that all week.

Came close to 98, but the test rats gave birth to two headed offspring.

Legal thought that was a considerable drawback.

Not much call the artificial honeydew melon, anyway?

- It's a challenge! - Yeah, challenge, "mellenge". Give them cantaloupe!

Who gonna eat that rabbit food?

I have to eat this rabbit food. If not I'll blow up like a weather balloon.

Not me, man.

I can eat till I puke. Never gain an ounce. High metabolism as I know.

Fuck you!

So mister newly single, be all that you can be.

How's your love life?

Well, me and my left hand are going steady now.

All newly fit and fabulous and no place to go, huh?

I just need a little time to...

you know, think about stuff.

Hey, my band is playing tonight. Why don't you come?

Who knows. You might meet some rock & roll nymphomaniac!

I don't think I'm ready for that.

Well, come on, man. We're bachelor, man. It will be great.

I don't think so. Not tonight.

Come on... Make it the last time I ever play.

Ah bullshit. You will sharpening guitar until the day you die.

Don't be so sure. I just turned 45 on Wednesday.

Really? Happy Birthday!

Ain't it heartbreaking?

What's more depressing than a 45 year old failed rock and roller?

Well, how about: Child support, alimony and an empty downtown apartment?

- Alright. You win! - Yeah.

I miss you, baby boy.

Chocolate!

I thought it was some kind of wish fulfillment dream

after all those weeks of rabbit food.

But the taste was still in my mouth when I woke up.

And I could smell it too.

It was really good stuff. Custom...

Bitter sweet with just a hint of jasmine tea.

Really special.

So how did you know it wasn't a dream?

It wasn't a dream.

I just kept tasting someone else's chocolate.

Gesundheit!

- You're wearing "Roswell" again? - No reason not to.

I just came by to check in on you and Booth.

Come on in.

- Are you okay? - I'm alright.

You look nice. You going out?

Gesundheit!

Is that a "hickey"?

- Daddy... - Hey...

- Are you moving back home now? - Daddy is just visiting.

You said that you were just testing.

I know, that was a long time ago. See now, the test parts over.

And lucky you. You've got two places to stay now.

Just like a rich movie star!

Do rich movie stars have a mummy in one house and a daddy in another one?

Most of them. Come on, honey. You better get ready for class.

- Class? - Dance class. Yuck!

Look, Jamie. I'm really glad you stopped by but we gonna go.

Sure. Yeah, I understand. Can't be late!

Listen, chuckles!

You wanna maybe get together, play some ball, making go do some hiking weekend?

- I want to say no dancing. - No... No dancing.

I'll see you Saturday, moose. Here's your key.

Listen.

If I'm not up, you come in and get me up, okay?

Love monster hug!

- Love you daddy. - I love you too.

- Sorry Nessie. - No sorrys.

- Bye, Daddy. - Bye.

Hey!

Jamie, you made it! Did you get the table up front?

Yeah.

- Hey, man. You want some Vitamin C? - No thanks. I'm on a diet.

Got to lose weight.

Hey Jamie, do that thing with the quarter. Watch this, everybody. He's great!

You boys, let's go!

Shit! Show time?

Okay, everybody.

Remember: We are the chosen ones!

The Gods of Rock and Roll!...

So, do that thing with the quarter?

Oh no... that's...

It's just a magic trick. It's... you know. It's silly.

Come on. I want to see it.

Alright.

(I can't hear you!)

(What's wrong with you?)

(I can't hear anything!)

(What's the matter?)

(I can't hear anything at all! )

You really kicked ass tonight.

We were pretty fucking awesome, weren't we?

The next thing you know is MTV, babes in bikinis...

Low boy leather pants with your bums hanging out.

- Anna says I got cute bones! - I never said you didn't.

What was with the fake mohawk?

Covers my hair transplant scalp... what else?

Oh, shit!

Wally?

What's the matter?

I can't see!

I can't see!

- What are you doing? - I can't see!

What are you doing! What the fuck are you talking about?

- Grab the fucking wheel! - What the fuck!

Wally?

Wally, are you okay?

It's fucking great!

Who is there?

Did I wake you?

I do not know how they can do it either?

What's that?

What I mean it is so easy to eat food that is good for you.

It even taste better.

But they raise their kids on chocotrees and *** tops so...

that's what they like!

Right, yeah... it's sausages and eggs and hash brown for breakfast.

Chilli dogs and cheeseburgers, batted fries for lunch...

and then deep fried chicken fingers and macaroni and cheese

for dinner with a big bowl of ice cream.

You know what else is just terrible?

Mile high chocolate cake.

Oh and double cheese pizza with pepperoni and sausage. Yuck!

And double chocolate chunk cookies, still warm,

so chocolate gets over your fingers. Just awful!

Yeah!

So... how long have you been dieting?

For God's sake, why?

Ninety six days. Hyperglycemia.

I'm a pain for too many years with double desserts.

How about you?

Forty-seven days.

Vanity. There I said it loud.

So you want to celebrate?

So how do you feel? How is your hyperglycemia?

I feel great.

You cured me.

No. I think you cured me.

Are you married?

The white slit on your ring finger.

No, I was. But the divorce was final a few months ago.

- I'm sorry. - No. It's okay.

Seven years of a monotonous relationship. At least I'm safe.

Really?

For what?

It's easy to be with you.

What? What is it?

You get a sharp pain?

I think I'll be okay in a minute.

See if this helps.

Guess that's what I get for pinging out.

Let's go to sleep.

It's so weird!

Can you wake up?

It's happening!

What's happening?

How can anybody look so good so early?

God! You're so fucking beautiful!

Jamie? What is it?

What's wrong?

Jamie, stop it!

Please. Just stop!

Stop it! Stop it! This isn't funny!

Jamie? You're scaring me. Stop it!

Jamie?

Jamie, someone at the front door.

Jamie?

Please, get up!

Jamie? Somebody's coming!

Rise and shine, Daddy!

Oh my God!

- Hey! Your family is here! - It's not funny! Stop it!

- What's the matter, daddy? - Jamie, stop it!

Leave my daddy alone.

- Leave him alone. I didn't do anything!

I didn't do anything!

Damn you, Jamie.

It's a woman?

Elaine?

I love you.

Those three words were suddenly so potent and meaningful to me.

Up until then,

I didn't realized that you could feel with your heart and your gut.

It felt it so new and deep, and good.

Until that moment I didn't realized how shallow my life had been.

And it...

Well, it humiliated me...

It felt like...

like growing up.

No! Please don't go.

You okay?

Come back to me.

Jesus!

Wally, something really weird is happening to me.

You really been weird!

You know, these...

- These "spells" I've been having. - Yeah, they getting worse?

Well, it's...

It's a woman.

Excellent. Jamie, congratulations! That's great!

What's she like?

She is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

You got it bad.

It isn't what you think. It's like um...

It's like I'm receiving transmissions from somebody.

What do you mean? Like possessed!

No.

There is this woman... I don't know who she is or where she is...

But... I can see what she sees.

I hear what she hears. I can feel what she feels.

- Then, what did she feel? - Wally, I'm serious.

Okay.

How do you know it's a woman?

Last night,

the woman...

she had sex...

And I felt it!

- Wow. You felt her... get fucked? - Wally, I'm not crazy!

This is for real.

Never mind. Forget it.

Listen. The twins are visiting my folks.

So Anna wanted me to invite you for dinner.

I can't come tonight.

Because of this girl.

- Who you only met in your dreams. - They are not dreams!

Okay well, if you're having hallucinations,

don't you think you ought go to see a doctor or something?

What makes you think I want it to stop?

This woman... I think she's calling me.

I think maybe she needs me.

Look what I got for us.

Oh yeah...

Come on.

Get in with us.

Doesn't she have a beautiful face?

Look.

Kiss her.

You bitch!

Who do you think you are?

Leave her alone!

What?

I could feel his blood running all down my arms, hot and sticky.

I just felt so sick and filthy...

and... I don't know.

Depraved... like a murderer.

I felt so empty and sick, and scared inside.

I just didn't know how to feel anymore.

And then all the visions just... stopped.

Everything went dead.

I was in love with her.

But this had me all fucked up.

It's a coast.

No.

The West coast.

The West Coast!

No... Oregon.

Washington.

West Coast... West Coast...

Canada!

That's it!

You set off to Vancouver because of a piece of a license plate?

I just knew I had to find her.

What do you expect to do once you found her?

I don't know... I loved her.

A murderer...

Maybe it was just a dream we shared.

Maybe it was self defense.

I don't know, but I hope so.

Sorry!

Local artist found dead in studio.

"Police Access Scene of Violent homicide."

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CRIME SCENE

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Just a minute!

Sorry. I was in the shower.

- Yes? - Catherine Duprees?

Yes.

Do you know me?

Ever met?

Sorry. No, I guess not.

- I have a delivery for you. - Really? What is it?

Asshole!

This reminds her of him.

Why are you following me?

- I'm not following you. - Do you think I'm an imbecile?

What do you want?

I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Tell me why you brought me those chocolates.

I thought you'd like them.

- And I needed to meet you. - How do you know me?

I saw you sketching at the zoo.

A cougar.

I'm a fan. I really like your work.

Then why didn't you just come up and say hello?

Why are you following me. I could call the policeman and have you thrown in jail.

I know... I'm really sorry. I was stupid.

- I just... I had to meet you. - Well...

- We have met. - Yes. I like your paintings very much.

- I think you're very talented. - Thank you for telling me that.

Look. I'm not one of those creeps that follows beautiful women around

and drives them crazy. I'm not a stalker.

I know I've made a mistake. I'm really very, very sorry.

I realize I make a lousy first impression.

Could I just talk with you?

Lunch, some place nice. Your choice.

I'm glad you like my work, but I don't think it would be a good idea.

No please! We need to talk.

No! You need to talk. I don't.

Listen. I've came a very long way to find you.

Just lunch... a public place.

My life is complicated enough right now.

- I know. - What do you know?

I mean, everybody's life is complicated. Mine too.

Why me? Why don't you go stalk some movie star out somewhere?

I know how special you are.

- You don't know anything about me. - Yes, I do.

I know you wish I'd leave you alone.

Look. I know how you feel I don't blame you at all.

And I promise I'll leave you alone and never bother you again, if that's what you want.

Just... let me take you to lunch first.

Just once.

Now you're right about one thing.

You make a terrible first impression.

You're just gonna keep staring at me? Is that why you're following me around?

I have to talk to you about something.

What?

I have to tell you the reason...

why I love you.

- What? - I can't say it again.

I know you better than you think.

How long have you been spying on me?

It's not what you're thinking, please.

- Don't be afraid of me. - I'm not afraid of you.

Sometimes...

I'm inside you.

No! Please! Listen to me.

I'm not crazy. I'm not a pervert.

I'm on your side. Trust me.

Sometimes...

I can feel what you feel. I can smell what you smelling.

I can even see what you see. I can't control it.

It just happens.

I know I sound like a lunatic, but it's true.

It started when I tasted the chocolate.

And I thought it was a dream, but then the park... with your paintings...

For some reason, I got to know you better than anybody knows you.

Somehow, we're psychically linked.

And I was hoping that maybe you could feel me.

I'd like to go home.

I really rather be alone right now.

Please just... Please let me walk you to your door.

Just leave me alone.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I understand.

Quiet! Quiet!

There were cops. You can't go home now.

You have to trust me.

What do you know about me?

I know you had to do it.

Let me help you.

Out of millions of people, why you?

You think I don't spent every minute thinking about that?

At first I thought it was the chemicals at work.

Or maybe it was her art that brought us together.

Or maybe it was just that I was so empty.

And she was so full.

What do you want from me?

Money?

Sex?

Everything I've told you,

everything I will ever tell you is the truth.

I'll never lie to you. I want to help you.

Even knowing what I've done?

I'm scared...

I won't let anything happen to you.

Will you take me home?

Do you trust me?

I have to.

Come on in.

Everything is gonna be okay.

I love you.

I know.

Jamie.

I did feel things.

See things...

I didn't know what it was... I thought I was going crazy.

No, Catherine. You're not crazy.

What did you see? What did you feel?

I don't know.

Images... flavors...

Faces...

Loneliness.

You're shivering.

I could use something to drink.

- Would you like something? - Sure.

I'm glad you're here with me.

So am I.

It's bitter!

What?

Just feel a little dizzy.

What do you want! How long have you been watching me?

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you just throw me in the cell and get it over with?

Don't you just want to fuck me?

I'm not a cop and I'm not trying to blackmail you.

I love you!

Do you?

Could you feel it? The knife.

Could you feel it plunging into his flesh?

Did you feel him jerking and fighting?

Could you feel the blood running down your arms?

Is that what made you love me?

Catherine, no!

I don't want to hurt you.

You should have never come here.

Catherine, please don't do this.

- I only want to help you. - You don't even know me.

Catherine, no! Don't make me do this...

Catherine, please!

Oh Jesus!

Not now!

It's happening now, isn't it?

What do you see?

You can't see me, can you?

Catherine!

And I knew what it felt like to die.

You know that's not an easy story to swallow.

I can't do anything about that.

Get him on the ambulance.