666 Park Avenue (2012–2013): Season 1, Episode 5 - A Crowd of Demons - full transcript

It's Halloween and everyone is gearing up for the Drake's annual costume party. Henry is getting the hero treatment and being interviewed on TV. A media advisor, Laurel Harris, suggests he make the best of his 15 minutes of fame to improve on his career. Brian catches Louise in what may be a compromising situation. Louise may have a more serious problem however. Alexis tells him that she will stay out of his life. Flashbacks reveal the history of the man - or creature - from the suitcase. In 1929, in the midst of the stock market crash Peter Kramer comes home to the Drake to kill his family and himself. His daughter hides under the bed but a connection to Jane is revealed. Gavin meanwhile may be facing an unknown enemy when someone tries to run down Olivia. The man takes something from Gavin's wall safe.

Previously on "666 Park Avenue"...

Henry!

I was right about henry. He's a hero.

You've been watching me from your window.

You need to leave.

Really?

What is that?

They were a fraternal brotherhood
called the Order of the Dragon.

- Don't let him out.
- Who?

I get the feeling like the
dead won't stay dead.

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We need to talk about what happened, Peter,

and that strange ritual.

It was supposed to bring
us incredible wealth.

It was a sham.

How I wish that it had been.

There's blood on our hands.

My God.

What did we do?

We invited evil into our homes.
That's what we did.

I'm home.

Daddy!

Happy Halloween.

You, too, dear.

Honey, you're early.



Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes.

What's wrong?

It was a bad day.

They closed down the firm.

But I-I think I found a way out of it.

I want you to know something, my dear.

In heaven,

you will be truly happy.

What?

Peter, what's wrong with your eye?

Peter.

No. No.

No!

No!

No!

Keep it safe.

Keep it in the family. I love you.

The salmon tartar and the duck
terrine should be perfect.

Thank you.

Oh, Marcel.

More candelabras, less cobwebs.

This is Halloween at the
Drake, not an amusement park.

Uh, spooky and also elegant.

- Okay?
- Oh, yes, Mrs. Doran.

Oh! Jane, thank God. I'm
late meeting Gavin.

Would you mind finishing
up the decorations?

Oh, Olivia, I would love to,

but Henry's "First Cup New
York" interview's in an hour,

and I'm heading over to
the studio to see him.

- TV?
- Yeah.

Just as my party could use
a little celebrity cache.

I'm glad Henry's capitalizing on
the incident at the mayor's house.

Very savvy.

I think he's just enjoying his
moment in the spotlight, you know?

It's gonna be more than a moment, my dear.

Well, I...the lobby is gonna look amazing.

Really has that haunted house feel.

Too much on the cobwebs?

No. No.

I mean, Halloween's all
about excess, right?

I'll see you soon.

My guest in the studio is Henry Martin,

the man who saved commissioner Pike's life

and stopped a gunman

from hurting any more innocent
people at the mayor's house.

- Henry, hi.
- Hi.

Can you...can you take
us through that night?

What were you thinking?

Um, honestly, nothing.

No, it's true. I... I just reacted.

I think if I had time to think,

I'm...I'm pretty sure I
would've been terrified.

Oh, you know, I don't know about that.
You're a hero, Henry.

Uh, no. No, I'm not. I...

I think it was a case

of being in the right
place at the right time.

But I'm not a hero. I did
what anyone would've done.

Well, in this city, I'm
not so sure about that.

Here's the best part of the story.

He's modest, handsome, and available.

That's right. No wedding ring, ladies.

You know, aside from
Derek Jeter, I bet that

you're the most eligible
bachelor in New York.

Uh, I... Henry Martin, thank
you so much for joining us.

And... we're out.

Okay. You know, I really
admire what you did.

Oh. Thank you. Yeah.

Um, and...and just for the record,

I have a girlfriend that I love very much.

The...the cute blonde waving
from behind the monitor.

Yeah. That's...that's her.

You know, it makes for a
better story if you're single.

You are good.

That was good.

Look at me. Just a small
town girl from Kokomo

kissing New York's most eligible bachelor.

I'm s...I'm sorry. Do I know you?

Apparently not, no.

I'm so sorry. Look, I was
gonna say I have a girlfriend

before they...they cut to a commercial...

or whatever they do.

- You are so busted right now.
- I know.

I knew I'd screw it up.

That's the last interview I'm ever doing.

Then that would be the second stupid thing

you've said today.

That's actually not a bad
batting average for me.

Laurel Harris. I'm a media consultant.

- Hi. This is, uh...
- The girlfriend.

- Yes. Jane Van Veen. Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure.

Out of curiosity, what was the
other stupid thing I said?

Not saying you had a girlfriend?

No. Honestly, on that one, you got lucky.

You said, "I'm not a hero."

Now it's fine to be modest.

Humility can be a powerful tool.

But if you wanna use
this for political gain,

never let words come out of your mouth

that someone can use against you.

I'm sorry. You said "Political gain"?

I would...I think you have the wrong guy.

Do I?

No, I thought you worked
at the mayor's office.

Most people there have at least considered

what it would be like
to sit stop the throne.

You haven't?

Um, not in a serious way.

Okay. Fair enough.

I'm based in L.A., but I'm
in town for a few weeks.

If you change your mind, I'd
love to sit down and talk about

what our firm can do for you.

Um... I'm...I'm flattered, but I...

I'm sorry. I'm just not really
understanding what you mean.

Before you know it, your
15 minutes will be up.

That's why I come in.

I can take your 15 minutes
and make it a lifetime.

Well, I went to four different stores,

but I finally found a costume.

It's old-school, and I think
you're gonna love it.

Oh, my God. Um, Brian...

This is Scott.

Uh, you're probably wondering

why I'm massaging your wife's stomach.

Yeah. An explanation would be nice.

Scott is a doctor. He
lives in our building.

4G. I've seen you in the elevator before.

You're the, uh, you're the big playwright.

I've done a little writing myself.
Well, in college.

So what's...what's going on, Lou? You okay?

Yeah. I think I just overdid it
a bit dancing the other night.

My ribs are super sore.

Dr. Scott was nice enough
to make a house call.

Oh. Well, thank you for that.
Uh, what's the verdict, doc?

She has a-a strained ab muscle.

- Oh. Okay.
- So no dancing for a few weeks.

Tonight's party, that's included.
You got me?

Deal. Thank you so much.
I really appreciate it.

Buy me a drink tonight, and we're even.

All right. Well, thanks
again for coming by.

Um, wait. Uh, Dr. Scott?

Um, I'm feeling really uncomfortable.

I have to make it through
the whole party tonight.

Is there anything I should be taking? Or...

Tequila?

I'm kidding.

Ice it if it gets really bad.

Okay. Great.

Thank you.

He's nice, right?

He saw me wincing in the elevator.

He felt bad. He wanted to help me out.

He's cute, right?

Eh, he's not really my type.

For Alexis.

I think I'm gonna try to set
them up tonight at the party.

Alexis is gonna be at the party?

Oh. It's great.

Well, you know it's the party of the season

when "Page Six" asks for more invitations.

Good publicity is priceless.

Well, speaking of good publicity,

Henry just got interviewed
for "First Cup New York."

I assumed he'd make the rounds.

Well, you sure know how to pick him.

Oh, hold on.

Oh, it's the caterer.

- Can you take this, hon?
- Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Hello?

Yes.

No. No.

I'll take those, Mr. Doran.

Olivia!

- Hey, are you all right?
- Did you see that maniac?

He almost killed me.

Yeah.

Okay, uh, we need to go.

The party starts in, like, now, Henry.

Oh, you've seen the look Olivia gives us

if we use the wrong salad fork.

Oh. I have no interest in
crossing that woman on Halloween.

You like my costume?

Sexy Devil?

Super hot.

And I definitely want credit
for the "Hot/devil" pun.

Ah, very witty. Now stop
talking, start undressing.

- We have to go, like, now.
- Wait a second. Time out.

I have a feeling our costumes
are already taken care of.

"A little something for your
first Halloween at the Drake."

Wow. It's like having our
very own fairy godmother.

Yeah, who lets herself
in whenever she wants.

What is this?

Oh, my God.

Are we required to wear these?

Nice costume.

Did I surprise you?

No. I'm just not used to you knocking.

Uh, Louise is in the shower.

Brian...

Can we talk for a second?

Sure.

I feel like I owe you an apology...

for everything.

I'm sorry for getting all psycho on you.

- I thought we had a connection and I...
- We don't.

Understood.

It was wrong of me to kiss you.

I-I was way out of line.

I really like Louise and
I need to keep my job.

Here.

From now on, I will stay out of your way.

Promise.

This is me coming clean.

Friends?

Yeah.

Fine.

Hey, Lou, Alexis is here!

I'll be right out!

So who is this sexy doctor
she's been telling me about?

You know, I think everyone is overstating

his level of attractiveness.

Jealous much?

Not really,

even though he was massaging her stomach.

Relax.

She's his patient. He's
examined her a bunch of times.

What? Didn't they just meet today?

You know what? Maybe I have it wrong.

Nah, come on.

How many times has he examined her?

I don't know. Uh, two or three?

Two or three.

She...she probably didn't tell you

because she didn't want you to worry.

Yeah.

There's a new sheriff in town, maybe?

I think that was Olivia's little joke.

And for the record,

I have no idea who you're supposed to be.

You know those starlings that attacked me

in Barlow's apartment?

I think I'm Tippi Hedren from "The Birds."

That's what I thought.

And I can't decide

whether that's really
cool or really creepy.

Well, It's Halloween.

I guess it's supposed
to be a little of both.

How you doing?

I dig the period suit.

First rule of a good
costume... comfort first.

I like your necklace.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

You coming?

No.

All right. Have a good night, partner.

I have to finish this.

A friend from the NYPD
advised me that those texts

were most likely sent from
a disposable cell phone.

They're not traceable.

Well, a man in your position
got a lot of enemies.

Any idea who?

Someone smart enough not
to challenge me head-on.

Security's vetting
everyone, even residents.

Masks off, presenting I.D.

If he, uh, tries anything, we're ready.

I'm, uh, I'm ready.

Don't shoot yourself.

I'll try not to.

Do you mind?

Oh, yeah. Sure. Sure, yeah.

You you can trust me, Mr. Doran.

I do trust you, Tony.

I'm trusting you with my
most-prized possession.

My wife.

During the party, I want
you to stick close to her.

She's the most valuable
thing in the world to me.

Things are getting crazy in the Drake!

Yeah, I feel like I'm at my parents house

and I don't want to break anything.

Oh, come on. Take a night off. Let's drink!

Aw, all right.

Oh! Ohh, no. Oh, shoot!

Oh, no. Your birds are soaked.

Well, you know, I guess that, uh

that gives me an excuse to change, right?

Oh, you know what? I'll come with you.

Yeah, me, too. Come on.

No, stop it. I'll be two seconds.

Enjoy yourself. I'll be right back.

- You sure?
- Yes. Yes. Enjoy it.

I'll be one sec.

Thank you.

Cheers. Mm-hmm.

I have to admit

I wish all my nurses looked as good as you.

I have a confession, too.

I've never actually played doctor
with a real doctor before.

Really?

Wow. They really look like
they're hitting it off, huh?

Yeah.

What kind of doctor is he again?

Surgeon, I think.

Obviously good with his hands.

I'm kidding.

Honey, you should've seen

the look on your face
when you walked in on us.

A stranger's hands on your stomach?

I mean, I think all things
considered, I was pretty cool.

Hardly a stranger. Honey,
he's been really great.

He's come by whenever I needed him.

So today wasn't the first time?

No. Uh, we met a few weeks ago. Why?

Uh, earlier, when you said that
he saw you in the elevator,

I just assumed that, uh,
you met this morning.

Okay. I should come clean.

We've been having a scandalous affair,

and now that I've had my fun with him,

I thought maybe I should
pass him off to Alexis.

Brian, look,

my ribs have been killing me, okay?

I didn't want to worry you.

Besides, honey, do you honestly
think I would ever cheat on you?

No. I'm sorry.

Let's get some more tequila,

'cause I may not be able
to dance, but I can drink.

Done.

Okay.

What do you want?

What is it, sweetheart?

He got out.

Who got out?

Daddy.

"Family tragedy.

"Man kills wife,

girl survives rampage."

"Jocelyn."

Daddy?

Oh, my God.

Peter...

Kramer.

Excuse me. Aren't you that guy

that stopped the gunman
at the mayor's mansion?

Uh, yeah, but it's not a big deal.

Of course it is.

Why else would I be here?

- Laurel.
- Laurel. Right.

Hi. How are you?

What are you... what are you doing here?

Our New York office always receives

invites to the Dorans' parties.

Here's some free advice, Henry...

being modest on TV makes
you look appealing.

Being too modest in person
makes you seem weak.

Don't downplay what you've done.

I'm not downplaying.

And for the record, I am not buying

that "Aw, shucks" attitude.

I think that behind your midwestern smile,

you are as driven as our eminent host.

So where is your fiancee?

Uh, girlfriend. Jane. She had to go change.

Don't you think it's time
that you take the next step

before you really do earn the title

of New York's most eligible bachelor?

I think we're okay with
how things are right now.

Spoken like every man who's
ever lived to the women

he had no intention of proposing to her.

Oh, no. I...

I definitely want to marry her.

She doesn't?

No. She...

- She doesn't.
- She does,

I do, just not at this moment.

If you really love her,
I'd seal the deal now,

before the concrete
jungle drives you apart.

Well, that won't happen.

Well, New York changes people.

Not Jane and not me.

We'll see.

So it looked like you and
Alexis were having a good time.

You okay?

Yeah. I-I think I tweaked something.

It's really hurting, actually.

Well, did you take anything?

Just aspirin.

I think I need something a little stronger.

Please?

Okay. Come on.

I'll take another look at you.

Ladies, let me introduce you

to apartment 5F,

where one of the first
residents of the Drake,

Peter Kramer,

murdered his wife with a hatchet
on Halloween night in 1929.

I should head back downstairs.

My husband'll send out a search party.

Well, I guess it's just the two of us.
Shall we?

You didn't really expect me to be scared.

I bet you one SPA day at exhale

you can't last five minutes
inside this apartment alone.

Oh, five minutes? You're on.

Peter...

Kramer...

Drake.

Henry?

Oh, my God.

You're Peter Kramer.

You're not real.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God! No! No!

I'm sorry. Are you okay?

Um, can I please borrow your phone?

- It's an emergency.
- Uh, yeah.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

9-1-1.

Yes. Yes, hello.

Um, somebody broke into my
apartment and attacked me.

Uh, the address is 999 park avenue.

It's called the Drake.
Somebody's trying to kill me.

- Oh, my God. Are you all right?
- Look out!

No!

Sorry. That scared me.

You think that was supposed to happen?

I don't think so.

I gotta find Jane.

I have your wife, Mr. Doran.

Name your price.

What makes you think I'm after money?

Joy playing games with people's lives.

How does it feel to be on the other end?

If you know what I'm
capable of, why push me?

To let you know you're not invulnerable.

If you hurt her...

That depends entirely on you,

and if you can find her in time.

Where is Olivia?

She went to show her friends apartment 5F.

Get up to the penthouse.

- See if she shows up there.
- Yeah, all right.

Alexis. Hey.

What the hell is going on with Louise?

What do you mean? Nothing.

I just watched her leave with Dr. Scott.

So?

So why the hell would she leave a party

in the middle without even telling me?

I'm sure there is an explanation.

Check your apartment.

She's probably up there.

Alone.

Hello?

Please get us the hell out of here!

Can somebody get us out of this elevator?

Louise. Stop. It's not gonna help.

Look, I-I-I just have to get
off this elevator. Okay?

Can, you, um, can you call 9-1-1?
I left my phone upstairs.

Hello?

Actually, where is my phone?

- Oh, God.
- Louise, look at...

Someone, please. Hello?

Louise! Stop.

Okay, look at me. Calm... down.

Okay, look, I-I have to
get off this elevator.

You don't understand.

This thing tried to kill me before, okay?

Take a deep breath.

- Got it?
- Yeah.

You know, the way you were
pounding on that door,

it doesn't seem like your ribs
are bothering you at all.

Maybe the adrenaline blocked the pain.

Louise, I'm not stupid.

I know what's going on.

I've examined you three times, Louise,

and there's absolutely
nothing wrong with you,

except... you need more pills.

Lou?

Lou, are you up here?

Louise?

Mrs. D? You in here?

Hello?

Olivia?

Tony.

Help.

Wait. Wait.

Where is Olivia?

I don't know. He got into the safe.

You want me to call the cops?

No.

Go down to the party and
check on the guests.

Okay.

Olivia?

Honey.

Where am I?

You are on our terrace.

Why are you smiling?

Because I was worried
when I couldn't find you.

I don't know what happened.

What's the last thing you remember?

I was with the girls,

and then it's foggy.

Is everything okay?

Yes, everything is fine.

Oh, oh, my head is spinning.

Oh. Here. You're freezing.
Come on. Let's go in.

No abuse.

No childhood trauma.

Just a classic club kid hooked on speed

because I was stupid.

But you quit 'cause you're so smart.

Well, not smart.

Scared.

One night...

Let's just say I hit rock bottom.

I went to rehab and I haven't
done any pills since...

since lately.

Look, Brian doesn't know
anything about this. Okay?

I-I don't want him to find out either.

Thank you.

You do realize that it's
not just your run-in

with the elevator that's
causing your relapse?

Are you suggesting that because
my life isn't perfect,

I'm self-medicating?

Usually, there's... there's something more.

How are things with Brian?

Fine.

They're fine.

Good.

You know, if you need someone to talk to...

Thanks.

Whoa! What was that about?

I'm sorry. Sorry.

- Sorry. I guess I misread your signals.
- Yes.

- Sorry.
- I... I love my husband.

Weren't you just flirting
with my assistant?

The two of you seemed pretty steamy.

Yeah.

You're way more screwed up than I am.

Jane?

Hello?

I hope you don't mind me tagging along.

I'm just a little freaked out.

Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Hello?

Henry.

Jane, I've been looking all over for you.

Somebody attacked me

and chased me through the building.

Jane, where are you?

Fifth floor. North wing.

Please hurry. He's trying to kill me.

Call the police.

No. No.

Please.

Please don't do this!

Don't be afraid.

P-Peter, right?

Why are you doing this?

I have to save you.

Save me? W...

I have to do this.

Please. Please. I'm not...
I'm not who you think I am.

So...so will you just let me go?

I want you to know something, dear.

In heaven,

You're going to be truly happy.

Shh. Jane. Jane, it's me.

It's me. It's me. It's me.

Oh! I got you. Oh.

Con Ed is working

to get the power back on in the building.

Everybody, return to your apartments.
Clear the lobby.

The man who gave me his phone
was wearing a devil costume.

He was trying to help.

We've got people looking for him.

Well, there was a lot of blood.

He... he wouldn't have made it.

- Jane, it's not your fault.
- No.

What about the killer? Uh, give
me any kind of description?

No, I-I-I mean, I-I didn't see his face.

Once the power went out,
people got a little nervous.

But nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Calm down.

I am sure that text was a joke.

And not a good one.

Louise would never cheat on you.

Son of a bitch.

Brian, what the hell?!

Leave me alone.

Hey, where are you going?

Let him cool off. He's
been drinking all night.

Brian!

You have no idea what you've stolen.

Oh, but I do.

Return the box before it's
too late for both of us.

That will never happen.

This isn't over.

Whoever you are, wherever you are,

I'm coming for you.

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