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How far would you go to save someone else's life?
What would you put yourself through?
Michael Sears is about to test his limits.
I understand your frustration, but anorexia is a very difficult disease to treat.
She's not eating completely now.
This man you've called is little more than a faith healer. Dr.
Sears is a psychiatrist. But that's not psychiatry he's practicing.
Our daughter is dying, Doctor. Exactly what do we have to lose?
My name is Michael.
Do you want to die?
This isn't a trick question, Melissa.
It isn't a medical student's reverse psychology ploy.
I can only save a few.
And only those who really want to live.
I have a rare talent, a gift or a curse, depending upon how you look at it.
I can feel what other people are feeling.
If their mind is troubled, I can draw the illness out of their mind into my own.
I can cure you, Melissa.
Now we begin.
I can't believe she's eating.
It's gonna be fine now, darling.
There's nothing wrong with me. It's just a girl's anorexia.
You can just put that right there.
Must be some part of your plan. Thank you, sir.
Is there anything else I can get you?
No, that should do it.
How are the headaches?
Manageable.
What I'm concerned about is It's taking me longer and longer
each time to purge the patient's condition from my mind.
Michael, you're not Superman.
You're just a guy. You're a regular guy who
somewhere along the line managed to convince
himself that he could draw the mental illness out of his patients and into himself.
And since you believe it, you're pretty damn convincing, and so they believe it.
But it's not magic, Michael.
The mechanics of it aren't important.
It's... No, here's what is important.
You are dying.
The process that you undergo in order to rid yourself
of your patient's diseases is ripping you apart.
It's affecting your heart, your liver.
It's affecting your brain. I mean, look at your EEG, for God's sake.
I have this ability.
How am I supposed to not use it?
Take some time off.
Think about this long and hard. You can't help anyone if you're dead.
This is Dr. Michael Sears. I'll be out of town until the 24th.
Please leave your message.
I'll call you when I return.
Is it true that most shrinks get into the business
because they're searching for their own marvels?
Some.
But not you.
Well, I'm not really the self-analytical type.
It's not what got me into psychiatry anyway.
What did?
Who's asking?
Oh, um, Carol Thorpe.
Michael Sears.
Hi.
Actually, Carol, it was, um...
It was the movies.
Movies?
When I was little, I went to the movies a lot,
because it wasn't really any great shakes at my house.
So I would go to these movies and imagine that
I was the person up there on the screen,
you know, in the scenes trying to...
I feel their motivations, their desires and fears.
So then you just moved from movie characters into real people?
Yeah, I went to school and studied my teacher.
And then other students, the meter, reader, the local cop, pretty much anybody,
just to see if I could get inside their head.
So were you able to? So, uh...
Can you get inside my head?
Someone close to you is very ill. You've tried everything, and now you're desperate.
Oh, wow, how did you know?
It happens every time I try to take a vacation.
You know, I don't return calls, and eventually somebody ends up tracking me down,
much like you're doing right now.
Will you see my little boy?
Completely unresponsive.
Now he's coming through the woods. Now he's coming through the yard.
Now he's coming in the house. Now he's coming up the stairs.
Now he's coming through the woods.
He says those same four sentences over and over and over again, sometimes for hours.
Now he's coming through the woods. Now he's coming through the yard.
It's as if he's terrified that someone is after him. But who?
Mark's never been terrified of anybody.
He was always a happy kid. He was popular at school.
Everything was fine before the accident.
The accident. You said that it was raining and
the guy came out from behind two parked cars.
It was awful the way he died. He smashed into the windshield.
What part of the pedestrian hit the glass?
His face.
Which part of the windshield?
Passenger side.
Where was Mark sitting?
The front seat?
Yes.
I think I know why Mark's mind has ceased. I know who he's hiding from.
Now he's coming in the house. Now he's coming up the stairs.
Now he's coming through the woods. Now he's coming through the yard.
Now he's coming in the house.
Now he's coming... Go downstairs.
Wait in the kitchen.
Don't open this door for any reason no matter what you hear.
Now he's coming in the house. Now he's coming up the stairs.
Now he's coming through the woods. Now he's coming through the yard.
I'm a policeman. I'm here to arrest a man.
He's big.
He's drenched in rain. And he's dead because your mom's car hit him.
He's after you, Mark, I know that.
But I'm gonna get him first.
I'm going to grab the dead man and hold him.
And when I do, you run, Mark.
Run to your mother.
She's in the kitchen of your house.
And when I tell you...
You run as fast as you can to your mother.
I will hold the dead man until you get away.
I'm coming in on the count of three, Mark.
One.
Two.
Thank God.
Dr. Sears?
There's a bag in my car. Could you get it for me, please?
Yes, of course.
Anti-psychotics. They will keep whatever was bothering
Mark from running around in my head.
I used to have a different way of purging myself, but my doctor advised against it.
Also, I'll need some protein, either chicken or beef. What will that do?
Stop my stomach from growling.
I'm hungry.
Tell me, Michael, what you do, is it worth it?
How can you ask me that?
Because he's my child, not yours.
Well, you know that saying that every time you help a child,
that child becomes family?
I probably have the biggest brood west of the Colorado.
What is it, sweetie?
Mark?
Mark?
Hey, Mark, nobody's coming after you, buddy.
That's over. Remember, it's finished. Done.
Mark, listen, there's nobody out here.
Come on. I want you to come over to the window and see.
Look, there is no...
Oh, my God, is there somebody out there? Now he's coming in the house!
What?
It's not possible.
What's not possible?
Physically.
Michael, what does he want from us? Help me!
No.
It's just in my mind.
It's not in your mind. Michael, it's not in your mind. It's happening now.
This is some kind of psychotic episode, a result of healing the boy.
Listen to me, Michael. I am here. I'm real. We are here.
No, there is a real Carol and a real Mark, and you are not it, and I know that now!
Michael, I've been worried sick. How are you?
The pills, they didn't work, Rich.
I had to improvise a new solution.
What the hell does that mean?
I had to think my way through it.
What, think your way through insanity?
That sounds like a good title for a pop psychology book.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
Carol?
Mark?
Carol!
Don't panic. It's just another hallucination. It isn't real.
Oh, my God!
Dr. Sears?
Dr. Sears?
Now he's coming through the yard.
Now he's coming in the house. Now he's coming up the stairs.
Now he's coming through the woods. Now he's coming through the yard.
Now he's coming in the house. Now he's coming up the stairs.
Now he's coming through the wood.
Now he's coming through the yard.
Now he's coming in the house.
Now he's coming up the stairs. Now he's coming through the woods.
Now he's coming through the yard. Now he's coming in the house.
Now he's coming up the stairs.
The best of intentions aren't enough.
A man's got to know his limitations.
Charlotte bought a used car.
Let the buyer beware.
This car has some features that aren't in the owner's manual.
Hey, how about that one? It's beautiful. Which one?
A little flashy, don't you think?
I wouldn't mind a little flash.
Make me feel younger.
Wait, and listen to the song.
What about it?
Someday we'll be together. It's like it's calling.
It really is something about this car.
Maybe I was going to buy a new car.
There's only 800 miles on it. But you don't want to use it.
I really want this car.
Feels like an old friend.
Yes, we will. Yes, we will.
Jack, are you mad at me about the car?
No.
Can I ask you a question?
Sure.
Are you bored with me?
Of course not.
Oh, come on. All those young students of yours at the hospital,
they all enthrall to the brilliant, handsome doctor.
Don't tell me you've never been tempted.
You're such a liar.
Never.
Everything to me.
What's wrong with me?
What do you mean?
I don't know.
I just, I feel so sad. I mean...
What am I other than the doctor's wife?
I get my hair done, I go shopping, I eat lunch, I get a facial, I drink coffee,
I pick up the dry cleaning.
Uh, can I get that deal? That sounds pretty good to me. Yeah, well, it's not.
It's like I'm a pampered robot. My life is meaningless.
I don't know what to say.
Hey, how about we have a baby? What? I mean,
I know I always said I didn't want one. I was just afraid I'd get old,
but I really, I want one now.
I'm getting old anyway.
You're serious?
I mean, you always said you wanted one. You still do, right?
It's all I've ever wanted.
Jack, wake up.
What?
I'm taking the car back.
Good.
Whatever you want, baby.
It's a frivolous car, especially for a new mother.
You should get an SUV.
Honey, I think we made a baby last night.
You think?
Yeah, I do. I mean, I feel it.
Come here.
No, no, no. You know what?
You have to get up and get to work because you have got a family to support.
We're having a baby.
I'm sorry, he's in surgery. If it's an emergency, I can have him paged.
Um, no, no, that's okay. Don't disturb him. Thanks.
Okay, what did she look like? Kind of like me, but younger.
Okay, but like you or was you?
No. I mean, at least I don't think so. You know, everything happens so fast,
but I saw her there as clear as day.
Well, I'm not a psychiatrist. You never said you were one.
But maybe you felt like you were trading the car back in for a baby.
And because the car made you feel young, the image of the woman was young.
Maybe. Anyway, if that is the weirdest thing
that happens to you when you're pregnant,
you are so lucky. Why do you say that? When I was pregnant,
I used to have the most terrible thoughts.
Oh, my God, I couldn't even tell you some of them. Come on, like what? Forget it.
I am not telling you this.
Okay, now you have to tell me.
Okay.
When I was pregnant, I used to get this image of the baby rotting inside of me,
or if I saw meat, like a roast,
I'd get this image of giving birth to something swarming with meat.
It's horrible.
I know, I know.
I'm sorry, but everything came out fine. Right, sweetie, sweetie?
I'm so sorry. Mommy didn't mean it.
You really know how to make a friend feel better.
But you can take comfort in knowing that I'm sicker than you are.
So what are you going to do?
I guess I'll just return the car like I planned on it. Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Call me.
Love you.
I will.
Lucy Sykes.
She must have owned the car before I did. Oh, this is getting weird.
First you see a woman in the backseat, then you feel a hand on your arm.
There's this test, the song.
Give me a favor. Get another car.
Why? Why?
Look, I'm not frightened by this, Melissa. I'm excited, you know?
It tells me that nothing is by chance, that
everything happens by design, and it's...
You know, it's like it's giving me some kind of a
message. Yeah, get another car. No, it's not that.
It's amazing, really. I mean,
last night I was telling Jack how my life seems completely meaningless,
and now suddenly it's full of meaning.
I'm being led on a journey into where I am not sure, but I'm going to find out.
Okay, there's only one Sykes here, but it's a G Sykes.
Maybe it's her husband.
No answer.
You know what? I'm going to drive over there.
We're having a baby.
Oh.
Excuse me, sir?
Hi.
I'm a friend of Lucy Sykes.
Are you her... Uncle.
Oh.
Lucy, she's... She's dead.
Yeah.
I'm really sorry about that.
Can I ask you a question?
Did she kill herself?
In a car just like yours.
Oh, I just bought it from a dealer.
In fact, I think it might be the same car.
So you said you were her friend?
Yes.
Yeah.
Well, she was always in trouble, always needed money, so I let her stay here.
My brother wasn't much of a father to her.
Where'd she get the car?
She was secretive.
Hell, I didn't even know she was a dancer until I... Well,
I saw her dance by mistake.
A dancer? You mean a stripper?
They call them dancers.
Did she ever mention anything to you about expecting a baby? No.
It don't surprise me, though, like I said, she was always in trouble.
Lucy.
Listen, that's all her stuff there, and I took out what means anything to me.
If you want it, you can take it.
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Where are you?
Here I am.
What do you mean?
What's going on?
What do I mean?
All that garbage on the floor?
Hmm.
Who's this?
That's Lucy Sykes.
What are you doing with a driver's license?
I thought you were going to take the car back.
I decided not to.
So, how was your day?
Don't tell me what the hell's going on here.
Lots of stuff.
Well...
Well, what?
Well, don't you like my outfit?
You haven't said anything about it. Don't you like it?
No.
Bet you liked it when Lucy wore it.
Just like the car.
Yeah, I figured you bought it for her. Isn't that funny?
You bought the same car twice.
You're busted, Jack.
Where'd you meet her? A little club where she danced?
I lied. It was a mistake. It was a meaningless fling.
A meaningless fling? A meaningless fling and you buy her a car?
You must really think that I'm stupid.
No, honey, listen, listen. She was obsessed. She was crazy.
The car was just a bribe.
The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you.
Thank you so much for thinking about me.
Don't let this destroy us, please.
Do you know what? Well, she was pregnant with your child,
and if you were any kind of a man, you would have been a father to that child.
How did you know that?
Lucy talks to me, and she's been warning me.
Oh, she talks to you? Yes, she does.
That's crazy, Charlotte.
Oh, so I'm the one that's crazy now.
I'm the one that's crazy. You want to see crazy?
Here's crazy for you. You like that?
I'm crazy, and she's crazy. That's your excuse for everything. You make me sick,
you bastard. You're ruining her life, and you're not going to ruin mine.
All right, all right, stop it. That's enough. Just let go of me. Stop it.
Now, you stay away from me. You're incapable of the truth.
The only one who will give it to me is Lucy. Lucy's dead.
Charlotte, wait.
Honey, please don't go!
Charlotte, can we talk about this? No more lies,
Jack. Please, don't go! Charlotte, don't do that!
Hi, Melissa, Henry, and Matthew are out. Leave a message.
Hey, Melissa, it's Charlotte.
Uh, I just need... Um, just call me, okay?
Charlotte.
I'm here, Charlotte.
You wanna know the truth?
Look.
I can't have a child with you.
I'm married.
Then kill your wife. Then kill your wife.
Oh, my God.
Lucy, please, I'm your friend. I care about you.
Please.
That's what they all say.
Charlie?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
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