Haven (2010–2015): Season 1, Episode 2 - Butterfly - full transcript
While Audrey tries to settle in as a Haven local and as a new police officer in town, she and Nathan investigate the seemingly random destruction of a local bar. When other strange events begin to occur - even targeting Audrey herself - they must race to figure what the connection could be, and what or who might be making them happen.
- Previously on Haven...
- FBI! Who are you?
- Haven PD. Who are you?
- FBI. Are you deaf?
- Chief Wuornos, this is...
- Special Agent Audrey Parker.
- Gun trace came in.
It belongs to a guy I know:
Duke Crocker.
- You took my clothes.
- I saved your life.
- You must be Duke.
Oh!
I'm sorry. Are you all right?
- It's all right.
I didn't feel it.
- You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.
- Dave Tiggs.
My brother, Vince.
Publishers of the Haven Herald.
- This could be why I thought
I recognize you.
- She looks like you.
- Yeah, I know.
You know that vacation time
I never take?
I need a few weeks.
There's just something
I need to look into.
- She's staying.
Maybe she can help you
with your troubles.
- Good night.
Running late again, Otis.
I'll be back tomorrow
to finish the week's receipts.
- Sounds good.
- Hannah!
- Dad.
- I thought you said you weren't
working here anymore.
- Well, I'm not working
very much.
- This is time you should
be spending with Bobby
or volunteering,
not wasting your time
in this pit of a bar.
- Hey! Watch your mouth.
- Listen, if you want
to spend your time
selling poison to losers,
that's your business.
If my daughter
wants to waste her time
bookkeeping for you,
that's mine!
- Come on inside.
I'll buy you a drink.
You liked it straight up,
from what I remember, right?
- You take care, Otis.
Hannah, let's go!
- Come on, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
- What the hell?
# #
- Sandwich meatball?
What?
I wonder when they put that
on the menu.
Well, good morning to you too,
Agent Parker.
- I need to know more
about her.
- I'm fine, thank you very much.
Nice of you to ask.
I didn't know
you were still in town.
- That's it?
That's all I get?
The folksy, local cop brush-off?
- I was shooting for civil.
- Okay, you know what?
You...
My bad.
Let me take this again.
You were the local beat cop
in that photo, right?
You would've taken a witness
statement from that woman.
- Maybe.
It was a long time ago.
- Wouldn't there be
an evidence file?
- It was a long time ago.
- This is a funny town
you've got here.
- Well I'd say "unique."
Now, is there a point
coming my way?
- I've been a lot of help
to you recently... discreet help.
And I was just hoping
for a little quid pro quo.
- Ooh, that sounds illicit.
- I was shooting for civil.
All right.
Okay, you know what?
It's gonna take
a couple of days.
How long are you
gonna be in town?
- Well, that depends on you.
- Okay, well, my advice to you
is, just relax.
Enjoy yourself.
You know what you ought to do
is go and visit
the Haven moose farm.
Not to be missed.
Enjoy the vacation.
- I don't do vacations.
- Then look at it
like a learning opportunity.
- Dad.
- Hey.
- You're still in Haven.
- Oh, apparently,
I'm vacationing.
- Actually, I'm looking
into the woman in the picture...
unsuccessfully.
- What can we do for you,
Nathan?
- There's something strange
down at the Rust Bucket.
I'm heading out.
- Hey, can I tag along?
I'm not really big
on the moose museum.
- It's actually a farm.
- Farm, gallery, museum...
Can I come?
- Well...
- I think it's a good idea.
Nathan here can use
all the help he can get.
- After you.
- Finally, some peace.
- Whoa.
All right,
so first question is,
why is there
a giant metal ball?
- Oh, everyone knows that ball.
- Second question:
There's a ball
everyone knows about?
- Yeah, it's part of a sculpture
that's usually
up on Green Street.
Been there forever.
Every year, high school seniors
try and steal it,
fail, pick something else.
- And they fail because...
- It's a big bronze ball.
- Someone's gonna pay for this!
- Excuse me, sir.
Agent... uh, Officer Parker,
Haven PD... sort of.
Did you see anything?
- Yeah, a big metal ball
crushed my place.
- Was there anybody pushing it
or a truck that unloaded it?
- Just a ball
rolling down the hill.
- How about is there a person
in particular
that you may have upset
recently?
- Ed Driscoll
was in my face last night.
- Driscoll was here?
- Yeah.
He's not a big fan of this place
since he gave up drinking.
- You know him?
- Yeah, I know him.
I also know his place
is up on Green Street.
- Where the ball was
up until last night.
You don't mind, do you?
- Mind what?
- That I invited myself along.
- It's a huge metal ball.
Who could resist that?
- Exactly.
- Well, there's nothing
complicated about that ball.
Outer shell of bronze,
filled with about three tons
of sand.
- And how long would you say
it's been anchored here?
- Church bought it in '68,
installed in '69.
Too heavy to move after.
- No rust on these chains.
- Oh, I only put them on
last year.
The new insurance company
made us do it.
I told them the ball
wasn't going anywhere.
- Bet you wish
you hadn't said that.
- All right,
let's go find Driscoll.
Well, he doesn't look
like the kind of guy
who'd get in fights
with bartenders
and then destroy the place.
- Just wait
until he opens his mouth.
- Why, do you know him well?
- More than I'd like.
- This child belongs to God now.
Amen.
- He will walk in the path
of the Lord with us.
It is up to each
and every one of us
to keep him
on that path.
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
- The best chance he has
of staying on God's path
is to live amongst the godly
and to steer clear
of the troubled and the ungodly.
Can I hear an "amen"?
Amen.
- Haven...
is a fine place
to raise a family.
But you and I know...
it is chock-full
of the ungodly!
Can I hear an "amen"?
Amen.
- What the hell was that?
- I have some history
with the rev.
- Yeah, well, you think you
could have told me that before?
- Probably should've.
- Yeah. Probably should've.
Okay, so what do you know
about him?
- He's a pompous,
self-righteous ass.
Never been violent,
as far as I know, just angry.
Been that way
since his wife died.
- All right, so do you think
you can keep that to yourself
while we go talk to the rev?
Hello?
- You left in a hurry.
And you must be
Special Agent Parker.
- You keeping tabs on me,
Reverend?
- You're here
about the sculpture.
- Tell us about the Rust Bucket.
- It's a cesspool.
Someone in the town did us
a favor and destroyed it.
- That someone being you?
- Agent Parker, has anyone
taken the opportunity
to welcome you properly
to our town?
- Answer Nathan's question.
- I don't condone violence
of any kind.
If wanted to destroy that bar,
would I use a sculpture
from this very church?
- Then why were you yelling
at the bartender last night?
- Hmm. Perfect timing.
Hannah!
Special Agent Parker,
this is my daughter Hannah
and her foster son, Bobby.
- Hi.
- Bobby, I told you, don't bring
that bike in the church.
- I'm sorry.
I forgot.
- Hannah, would you mind
telling Agent Parker
why I was expressing
my frustration
in the bar last night?
- Well, I'd, um... I'd rather not.
- My daughter hid from me
the fact
that she was working there.
And I went there to bring her
back to do God's work,
where her talents
can be a better service.
- Dad, everyone's waiting
for you at the reception.
- Duty calls.
- Hannah, do you have anything
that you may want to tell us
about what happened
at the Rust Bucket?
- No, sorry.
I only started working there,
and we left
hours before it happened.
- Bobby, you heard anything?
- No, sir.
- You mind keeping
an ear out for us?
- Sure, Nathan.
- Agent Parker?
My daughter Hannah makes
a dynamite seafood stew,
every Sunday night,
so if you're free,
we'd love to be able
to welcome you properly
to our town.
- Thanks, but I have this whole
gigantic metal ball thing
that I have to look into.
And I don't think
you're telling us everything
about why you were
at the Rust Bucket.
- Audrey, you're not from here,
so I've given you
the benefit of the doubt.
But let me make
something clear:
Those are the last questions
I'll answer about that place.
- Wow, what a sweetheart.
So what was that
between you and his daughter?
- I asked Hannah to the prom
without her father's permission.
He found out
and said she couldn't go.
- So the prom is why the rev
would barely look at you?
- Well, that,
and 'cause we ignored him,
went up to the ledge,
and watched a meteor shower.
- And...
- And...
meteor showers
are better naked.
- Nathan Wuornos!
- Uh-huh.
- Just another teenage boy
trying to take
a girl's clothes off.
- No, the meteor shower
was my idea.
The rest was hers.
- Ah.
Polyester is so beneath you.
- Hello?
- Nathan!
- Parker?
- Nathan!
- Parker!
Audrey!
- What did I do on my vacation?
I was cocooned by a blanket.
You came and cut me out.
No big deal.
- Still think
you should get checked out.
- You know what?
I'll... I'll live, okay?
And I know you'll think
this is ridiculous,
but when you think about it,
it's got to be the rev
that's doing it.
He collects butterflies,
and I saw a butterfly
right before I was cocooned.
God, I can't believe
I'm saying that.
- Me either.
- Look, you can deny
that strange things
are going on around here,
but we need to press the rev,
and we need to press him hard.
- What are you gonna say?
"You wrapped me up in a cocoon.
Confess."
- Yeah, you might have a point.
- We need to talk to Hannah
without the rev around.
I already called
the church office.
She's at the food bank.
Her favorite days are when
her father's somewhere else.
- They said that?
- Well, I might have added
that part.
- Here you go, Howard.
- Thank you.
Bobby, I'm gonna take
a break, okay?
- You know what?
A break sounds great.
- Hannah, can I talk alone
with you for a minute?
- Well...
- Bobby, let's take a walk.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
- It's really great
that Bobby
does volunteer work
with you like that.
- Well, to tell you the truth,
he won't leave my side.
Getting him to school
in the morning
is not for the faint of heart,
believe me.
- So you're his
foster mom, right?
- Well, my dad
took him in a year ago.
Thank you.
- Yeah.
- His family
was in a car accident.
Bobby was the only survivor.
- So your dad took him in,
but you're his foster mom?
- Dad's good
at the big gestures.
It's the day-to-day stuff
that bores him.
- Yeah.
You know,
taking in a child,
that's, uh... that's an amazing,
beautiful thing.
- Actually, you know what?
I didn't think I could do it.
What the rev wants,
the rev gets.
And now I can't imagine life
without him.
- The rev's not easy.
- He's okay.
He's the one that brought me
home from the hospital
when my parents died.
And I don't think I came out
of my room for a week,
and he didn't try to make me.
And after a while, I started
coming down for breakfast,
and he didn't say a word to me,
just brought me to school.
He's cool that way.
- Is he always cool that way?
Between me and you,
I promise.
- He has moods.
And when he gets weird,
I just go to my room, but...
Hannah just takes it.
She's just more used to it,
I guess.
- Your dad has quite a temper,
doesn't he?
- He doesn't like surprises,
that's all.
He's just...
he's protective.
- Is that why he doesn't
want you to work?
- You know,
I know that it's pathetic
that I don't stand up to him.
I always promise myself I will,
and then I never do.
If you'll excuse me,
I have to finish this.
- Agent Parker!
How dare you?
- Hold on, Rev.
- Harass my daughter
when she's doing God's work!
- You hit your daughter, Rev?
- I have nothing
to explain to you.
- Nathan.
- I see it.
- What are you doing?
Hey!
- The last time I saw
a butterfly like that,
I ended up in a cocoon.
- Have you both
lost your minds?
What's happening?
My God!
What's happening?
Hey! What are you doing?
- Go! Go! Go! Go!
So you think I'm crazy now?
- I never said you were crazy.
- This isn't
the first weird thing
I've seen in Haven, Nathan,
and I've only been here a week,
so just... can you tell me
what's going on?
- Every town's got
a few skeletons in the closet.
- Well, this is a big
freaking closet.
All right,
can we at least agree
that whatever's going on here,
this is not normal?
- Yeah.
- And can we also agree
that whoever's behind this,
it can't be the rev?
- Unfortunately.
- Which means
it's someone else.
- Did I say,
"unfortunately"?
You know what's not
working for me?
- The Bucket.
- Yup.
Why isn't it working for you?
- Since the rev's
no longer a suspect,
the bar's got nothing to do
with the hotel or the church.
- They do have
one thing in common.
- What's that?
- Hannah Driscoll.
- Hannah's got nothing
to do with this.
- She worked at the Bucket,
she was there
when I grilled her father,
and she has issues
with the rev.
- But she didn't have issues
with the Rust Bucket.
Why destroy it?
- Okay, let's get
the bartender in here
and see what we can find out.
- Fine.
- What was Hannah Driscoll
doing for you?
- Just bookkeeping,
deposits, payroll,
like that.
- Does she have any reason
not to like you?
- Why? What did she say to you?
- Just answer the question.
- I was gonna fire her.
- Why?
- She was dipping in the till.
- Hannah Driscoll?
- I told her I was thinking
of letting her go
right before
this freak ball thing.
- Can you give us a second?
If he was firing her,
it would give her motive
to destroy the place.
- I don't see Hannah stealing.
- Nathan, your prom
was last century.
She had a strong motive
to attack me.
- I could subpoena
her bank records.
- I'm sorry,
but yeah...
yeah, I think
you need to do that.
- Just heard back from the bank.
Hannah Driscoll doesn't have
a bank account in Haven.
- Damn, I had a good feeling
about that one.
- But Hannah has $57,000
in an account in Bangor...
far enough away to keep it
secret from the rev.
- Well, you could've led
with that.
- Mm, could've.
- I got nothing to say to you
except get the hell
off my porch.
- Now, that's just unfriendly,
considering
we just saved your life.
- You looking for the Lord
in the bottom
of a scotch bottle?
- I take Him where I find Him.
- We're here to see Hannah.
- She's not here.
- Where is she?
- Out.
- Where?
- Rev.
- Don't you call me that!
- Reverend Driscoll,
I think that Hannah
was the one
that attacked you.
- Then you're a fool,
Officer Parker,
because I wasn't attacked.
- Well, then what would you
call it?
Did you know that Hannah
had almost $60,000
in a bank account?
She was fired for stealing
from the Rust Bucket.
That's why she destroyed it.
- That's not possible.
- Hey, Hannah?
Are you here?
- She's not here.
She's at the junior high school
science club.
Oh, I pity you, Nathan.
You walk alone, but you think
your shadow is the Lord's.
But the lord cast you out,
and now you're truly alone.
- Maybe I am alone.
Maybe I always will be.
But I'm not trying
to lose myself
in the bottom of a bottle.
- Nathan.
Nathan, let's go.
- I remember
when I was in the science club.
Feels like 100 years ago.
- That's 'cause it was
100 years ago.
- Thank you.
- Thanks for helping me out
with this.
- Hey, that's what...
that's what friends do.
Now, Bobby, you look exhausted.
You're not getting
enough sleep.
How late did you stay up
working on this?
- Most of the night.
Need to beat your score.
- Well, you finish setting up,
and I am gonna see if I can
bribe a judge or two.
- All right, well,
I like the way you think.
Mary Lou.
- Hi!
- Hannah, is there
someplace we can talk?
- Is my father all right?
He said that he was gonna
take it easy
after that... event.
- We need to know why you have
$57,000 in the bank.
- Hannah,
were you stealing
from the Rust Bucket?
Is that why you destroyed it?
- Is that what Otis told you?
- Is it true?
- Otis stopped
repaying his bank loan.
The bank hired me
to audit his books.
Call them.
They'll confirm.
Otis is the one who's skimming.
- Otis is stealing?
- I earned that money.
- How?
- Took me seven years,
and the bank
wasn't my only client.
And I didn't put the money
in Haven
because my father knows
everybody, and he...
he would find out.
- He would find out what?
- I would leave him,
just like my mother did.
- Your mother died.
- She died three days
after she ran away
with the deacon in the church.
Not the story
my dad tells, is it?
If you'll excuse me, I have
a few things I have to do
before I get back
to help Bobby.
He has a booth on butterflies.
- Butterflies?
- Hey, Bobby.
You here for practice?
- No, I just forgot something
in my locker.
- If you change your mind,
just come on out anytime.
The team misses you.
- Will do, Coach.
- Bobby?
Bobby!
- Hey!
- Crap.
This is gonna suck.
- All right.
- Uh, bench!
- Yeah, yeah.
The fire alarm.
Hopefully that'll get us
out of here quickly.
Yeah.
Hang on.
What the hell
just happened here?
- He's a great kid.
- There's nothing strange?
You haven't had any problems?
- After what Bobby went through
with his parents,
it's amazing there aren't.
Especially since I know
Bobby's always felt responsible.
- He does? Why?
- Survivor's guilt.
He's the only one
who made it out of the car.
- What happened?
- Driving home
from the family cabin,
car lost control.
I don't think the kid's had
a decent night's sleep since.
- Did you see him leave?
- Miss Driscoll took him home
after the fire alarm.
Probably had to wake him up,
though.
- Wait. Wake him up?
- I think he was catching a nap
right here in the locker room.
Not the first time either,
since the accident.
- Bobby? Hannah?
Anybody home?
- What the hell
happened here?
- Mm, Rev found
the bottom of the bottle.
- Let's go see
if Bobby's in his room.
Bobby!
- I don't think
they came back here.
- Hey, do you see that?
Does it remind you of anything?
- A certain metal ball.
And these.
The rev's necklace
was pulled like a magnet.
- Ah, my personal favorite,
the hotel cocoon experience.
- And the water and the wire
in the school hallway...
these are the things Bobby sees
before he falls asleep.
They must be working their way
into his dreams.
- All right, when you dream,
it mixes everything up
and it combines it
with your fears.
The attacks came out of that,
and he thought
we were coming after him.
- Maybe break up
his new family.
- He's trying to stay awake.
He doesn't want to dream.
- He knows he's hurting people.
- We need to find him
before he falls asleep again.
- Where would Bobby
and Hannah go, Rev?
- Why should I tell you?
- Sooner you tell me,
the sooner
I'm out of your house.
- Miller's Crust.
His parents
had a cabin up there.
Just past where they were killed
at Twin Pines Overlook.
Now get the hell out of here!
- Works for me.
- That boy...
isn't one of God's people.
He's one of yours, Nathan.
That's why I never let you
near my daughter,
because you would have
killed her,
just like your people
killed my Penny.
- Hmm.
Way I heard it,
she was free of you
for three days
before she died.
Probably the best three days
of her life.
- All right, you know what?
Not now, Nathan.
- The troubles are back,
like it or not!
You find that boy,
don't bring him back here!
- Kiddo, why don't you lie down,
and I'll make you
something to eat?
Something incredibly unhealthy.
- How about just a coffee?
- No.
When did you start
drinking coffee?
- A while ago.
- You should be sleeping.
- Hannah, can we talk
about something?
- Anything.
- What was that stuff
about the troubles?
- I don't want
to talk about it.
- All right.
Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
- I know, but it must
have been tough...
- I'm okay!
But thanks.
- Bobby, you can't
really believe that.
- I don't want to,
but when I wake up,
the things that I dreamed
happened.
- Sometimes I don't sleep much
either, and when I don't,
it really messes
with how I'm thinking.
- That's not
what's happening to me.
- No.
No, I know it isn't.
I'm just saying
that problems
are so much easier to work on
when you're rested.
And you're so exhausted.
- Can we just agree to disagree
on that one?
- Sure.
Hi, this is Hannah.
Please leave a message.
- Hannah,
this is Officer Parker.
I need you to make sure
that Bobby doesn't fall asleep.
I'll explain when we get there.
- Twin Pines Overlook's
coming up soon.
About ten minutes.
Uh...
- Don't need to say it.
- I'm pretty sure
that's not gonna help.
Bobby must be dreaming.
We have to wake him up.
Seriously?
- What?
Ugh.
- Whoa, whoa!
Why are you speeding up?
- I'm not!
Bobby is.
- Relax, Bobby.
You're having a nightmare.
- Slow down!
- I'm not controlling the car!
- Maybe if we're in his dream,
he can see us.
- Okay, maybe.
Why?
What are you thinking?
- Hey, kiddo!
- Are you talking to me?
- No, I'm talking
to Bobby, honey.
Bobby, it's Mommy.
Bet you're pumped to get home
to your projects, huh?
I'm sure it's great.
Oh, wait. I have to tell
your dad something.
Okay, here, it's coming up.
Twin Pines Overlook.
- No!
- Bobby! Bobby, please!
- No, stop! Go back!
- Just wake up!
- Bobby.
It can be different this time.
You can change things.
You can save us this time,
Bobby.
I know you can.
I know you can, Bobby.
I trust you.
- Dad, don't play
with the radio.
Dad, don't play
with the radio!
- Nathan.
- No, Dad,
don't touch the radio!
Watch the road, please!
- Okay, Bobby.
I'm watching the road.
- Whoa!
Whoa.
- You did it, Bobby.
You saved us.
Thank you.
You saved us.
Thank you.
- There you go.
It's okay, Bobby.
I'm here.
Bobby, stop dawdling,
or we won't make the cabin
by nightfall.
- He's a different kind of kid,
Hannah.
- Just like you were.
- Like I was.
- Appreciate the help!
Thanks!
- Have you told Bobby
why the rev
won't let him stay
at his house?
- Honestly,
I don't know how to tell him.
He always tries
to please my father.
That's why he chose butterflies
for his science project.
- You'll tell him
when the time is right.
- Nathan, I'm sorry I let
my father come between us.
- No, it was a long time ago.
- Yeah, it was.
But sometimes
I can't help imagine
what my life might've been like
if I ignored him
and let you take me
away from here.
- We're doing fine here
without you!
Anyway...
yeah, I never knew my parents.
- Do you ever
think about them?
- You know, there were
graduations, proms,
things like that
that they didn't,
you know, show up for.
But in a way,
you're luckier than me.
- Because I knew my parents.
- Yeah.
And because your new family
showed up.
So Dr. Carr
gave me these for you.
- What are these?
- Imipramine.
It stops night terrors.
It should help for now.
- For now.
- The doc says that it tends
not to work on adults.
- Oh.
Well, thank you, Audrey.
- Yeah, so did you talk
to the reverend?
- It's like we're living like
strangers in the same house.
He won't even look at me.
- I'm sorry.
- I saw him at the supermarket,
and he looked the other way,
just kept moving.
But, you know,
his shopping cart
was full of frozen dinners
for one,
and I figure that's bound
to get old, right?
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Well, we had a flood here
about ten years ago,
so things kind of
got shifted around.
As you can see,
evidence tape's still on there.
It's the original.
- What is this?
A joke?
- Definitely not.
- What about the photographer
who took the picture?
Where's the Colorado Kid buried?
There are still leads
that we could track down.
- It's a very old case,
Agent Parker.
- She might be my mother.
- Well, then stay here
and find her.
- What?
- Why don't you come work
for me?
You know,
you have a very rare talent.
Most people just want
to see things
the way they want
to see 'em,
whereas you see things
the way they are.
That is a skill that I value.
Hell, it's kind of a skill
we desperately need around here.
- Well, that keeps
getting clearer.
- So, you know,
you could actually make
kind of a difference here,
and, more importantly
for you,
I could maybe help you find
some of the answers
that you're looking for...
if you were to stay.
- I'll think about it.
- Okay.
- Your father
just offered me a job.
- What'd you say?
- I said that I would
think it over.
- Might be a good idea.
- Really?
What makes you say that?
- February 1983.
I was seven.
I went sledding
on that hill right over there.
I crashed into a tree,
but I felt fine,
so I ran back up the hill,
ready to go again,
and Lisa Bottke took
one look at me and threw up.
I had blood all over my coat
and a bone
sticking out of my arm,
and I never felt a thing.
Wasn't the only thing
that happened that year.
Don't remember a lot of it,
just people whispering,
kids pulled out of school.
- The troubles.
- Couple years later,
I got better,
and I stopped hearing
about them.
- And you're afraid
they're coming back?
- No.
They are back.
And I'm afraid
they won't go away this time.
- I might need to stick around
for a while and see.
- You sure you want to do that?
- That crime picture
with that woman
that I think might
be my mother,
that was taken around the time
that you say
the troubles started.
- I think it's all connected.
- I guess we're gonna find out.
You want to grab
something to eat?
- How about pancakes?
- Yeah, I could eat
some pancakes.
- FBI! Who are you?
- Haven PD. Who are you?
- FBI. Are you deaf?
- Chief Wuornos, this is...
- Special Agent Audrey Parker.
- Gun trace came in.
It belongs to a guy I know:
Duke Crocker.
- You took my clothes.
- I saved your life.
- You must be Duke.
Oh!
I'm sorry. Are you all right?
- It's all right.
I didn't feel it.
- You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.
- Dave Tiggs.
My brother, Vince.
Publishers of the Haven Herald.
- This could be why I thought
I recognize you.
- She looks like you.
- Yeah, I know.
You know that vacation time
I never take?
I need a few weeks.
There's just something
I need to look into.
- She's staying.
Maybe she can help you
with your troubles.
- Good night.
Running late again, Otis.
I'll be back tomorrow
to finish the week's receipts.
- Sounds good.
- Hannah!
- Dad.
- I thought you said you weren't
working here anymore.
- Well, I'm not working
very much.
- This is time you should
be spending with Bobby
or volunteering,
not wasting your time
in this pit of a bar.
- Hey! Watch your mouth.
- Listen, if you want
to spend your time
selling poison to losers,
that's your business.
If my daughter
wants to waste her time
bookkeeping for you,
that's mine!
- Come on inside.
I'll buy you a drink.
You liked it straight up,
from what I remember, right?
- You take care, Otis.
Hannah, let's go!
- Come on, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
- What the hell?
# #
- Sandwich meatball?
What?
I wonder when they put that
on the menu.
Well, good morning to you too,
Agent Parker.
- I need to know more
about her.
- I'm fine, thank you very much.
Nice of you to ask.
I didn't know
you were still in town.
- That's it?
That's all I get?
The folksy, local cop brush-off?
- I was shooting for civil.
- Okay, you know what?
You...
My bad.
Let me take this again.
You were the local beat cop
in that photo, right?
You would've taken a witness
statement from that woman.
- Maybe.
It was a long time ago.
- Wouldn't there be
an evidence file?
- It was a long time ago.
- This is a funny town
you've got here.
- Well I'd say "unique."
Now, is there a point
coming my way?
- I've been a lot of help
to you recently... discreet help.
And I was just hoping
for a little quid pro quo.
- Ooh, that sounds illicit.
- I was shooting for civil.
All right.
Okay, you know what?
It's gonna take
a couple of days.
How long are you
gonna be in town?
- Well, that depends on you.
- Okay, well, my advice to you
is, just relax.
Enjoy yourself.
You know what you ought to do
is go and visit
the Haven moose farm.
Not to be missed.
Enjoy the vacation.
- I don't do vacations.
- Then look at it
like a learning opportunity.
- Dad.
- Hey.
- You're still in Haven.
- Oh, apparently,
I'm vacationing.
- Actually, I'm looking
into the woman in the picture...
unsuccessfully.
- What can we do for you,
Nathan?
- There's something strange
down at the Rust Bucket.
I'm heading out.
- Hey, can I tag along?
I'm not really big
on the moose museum.
- It's actually a farm.
- Farm, gallery, museum...
Can I come?
- Well...
- I think it's a good idea.
Nathan here can use
all the help he can get.
- After you.
- Finally, some peace.
- Whoa.
All right,
so first question is,
why is there
a giant metal ball?
- Oh, everyone knows that ball.
- Second question:
There's a ball
everyone knows about?
- Yeah, it's part of a sculpture
that's usually
up on Green Street.
Been there forever.
Every year, high school seniors
try and steal it,
fail, pick something else.
- And they fail because...
- It's a big bronze ball.
- Someone's gonna pay for this!
- Excuse me, sir.
Agent... uh, Officer Parker,
Haven PD... sort of.
Did you see anything?
- Yeah, a big metal ball
crushed my place.
- Was there anybody pushing it
or a truck that unloaded it?
- Just a ball
rolling down the hill.
- How about is there a person
in particular
that you may have upset
recently?
- Ed Driscoll
was in my face last night.
- Driscoll was here?
- Yeah.
He's not a big fan of this place
since he gave up drinking.
- You know him?
- Yeah, I know him.
I also know his place
is up on Green Street.
- Where the ball was
up until last night.
You don't mind, do you?
- Mind what?
- That I invited myself along.
- It's a huge metal ball.
Who could resist that?
- Exactly.
- Well, there's nothing
complicated about that ball.
Outer shell of bronze,
filled with about three tons
of sand.
- And how long would you say
it's been anchored here?
- Church bought it in '68,
installed in '69.
Too heavy to move after.
- No rust on these chains.
- Oh, I only put them on
last year.
The new insurance company
made us do it.
I told them the ball
wasn't going anywhere.
- Bet you wish
you hadn't said that.
- All right,
let's go find Driscoll.
Well, he doesn't look
like the kind of guy
who'd get in fights
with bartenders
and then destroy the place.
- Just wait
until he opens his mouth.
- Why, do you know him well?
- More than I'd like.
- This child belongs to God now.
Amen.
- He will walk in the path
of the Lord with us.
It is up to each
and every one of us
to keep him
on that path.
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
- The best chance he has
of staying on God's path
is to live amongst the godly
and to steer clear
of the troubled and the ungodly.
Can I hear an "amen"?
Amen.
- Haven...
is a fine place
to raise a family.
But you and I know...
it is chock-full
of the ungodly!
Can I hear an "amen"?
Amen.
- What the hell was that?
- I have some history
with the rev.
- Yeah, well, you think you
could have told me that before?
- Probably should've.
- Yeah. Probably should've.
Okay, so what do you know
about him?
- He's a pompous,
self-righteous ass.
Never been violent,
as far as I know, just angry.
Been that way
since his wife died.
- All right, so do you think
you can keep that to yourself
while we go talk to the rev?
Hello?
- You left in a hurry.
And you must be
Special Agent Parker.
- You keeping tabs on me,
Reverend?
- You're here
about the sculpture.
- Tell us about the Rust Bucket.
- It's a cesspool.
Someone in the town did us
a favor and destroyed it.
- That someone being you?
- Agent Parker, has anyone
taken the opportunity
to welcome you properly
to our town?
- Answer Nathan's question.
- I don't condone violence
of any kind.
If wanted to destroy that bar,
would I use a sculpture
from this very church?
- Then why were you yelling
at the bartender last night?
- Hmm. Perfect timing.
Hannah!
Special Agent Parker,
this is my daughter Hannah
and her foster son, Bobby.
- Hi.
- Bobby, I told you, don't bring
that bike in the church.
- I'm sorry.
I forgot.
- Hannah, would you mind
telling Agent Parker
why I was expressing
my frustration
in the bar last night?
- Well, I'd, um... I'd rather not.
- My daughter hid from me
the fact
that she was working there.
And I went there to bring her
back to do God's work,
where her talents
can be a better service.
- Dad, everyone's waiting
for you at the reception.
- Duty calls.
- Hannah, do you have anything
that you may want to tell us
about what happened
at the Rust Bucket?
- No, sorry.
I only started working there,
and we left
hours before it happened.
- Bobby, you heard anything?
- No, sir.
- You mind keeping
an ear out for us?
- Sure, Nathan.
- Agent Parker?
My daughter Hannah makes
a dynamite seafood stew,
every Sunday night,
so if you're free,
we'd love to be able
to welcome you properly
to our town.
- Thanks, but I have this whole
gigantic metal ball thing
that I have to look into.
And I don't think
you're telling us everything
about why you were
at the Rust Bucket.
- Audrey, you're not from here,
so I've given you
the benefit of the doubt.
But let me make
something clear:
Those are the last questions
I'll answer about that place.
- Wow, what a sweetheart.
So what was that
between you and his daughter?
- I asked Hannah to the prom
without her father's permission.
He found out
and said she couldn't go.
- So the prom is why the rev
would barely look at you?
- Well, that,
and 'cause we ignored him,
went up to the ledge,
and watched a meteor shower.
- And...
- And...
meteor showers
are better naked.
- Nathan Wuornos!
- Uh-huh.
- Just another teenage boy
trying to take
a girl's clothes off.
- No, the meteor shower
was my idea.
The rest was hers.
- Ah.
Polyester is so beneath you.
- Hello?
- Nathan!
- Parker?
- Nathan!
- Parker!
Audrey!
- What did I do on my vacation?
I was cocooned by a blanket.
You came and cut me out.
No big deal.
- Still think
you should get checked out.
- You know what?
I'll... I'll live, okay?
And I know you'll think
this is ridiculous,
but when you think about it,
it's got to be the rev
that's doing it.
He collects butterflies,
and I saw a butterfly
right before I was cocooned.
God, I can't believe
I'm saying that.
- Me either.
- Look, you can deny
that strange things
are going on around here,
but we need to press the rev,
and we need to press him hard.
- What are you gonna say?
"You wrapped me up in a cocoon.
Confess."
- Yeah, you might have a point.
- We need to talk to Hannah
without the rev around.
I already called
the church office.
She's at the food bank.
Her favorite days are when
her father's somewhere else.
- They said that?
- Well, I might have added
that part.
- Here you go, Howard.
- Thank you.
Bobby, I'm gonna take
a break, okay?
- You know what?
A break sounds great.
- Hannah, can I talk alone
with you for a minute?
- Well...
- Bobby, let's take a walk.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
- It's really great
that Bobby
does volunteer work
with you like that.
- Well, to tell you the truth,
he won't leave my side.
Getting him to school
in the morning
is not for the faint of heart,
believe me.
- So you're his
foster mom, right?
- Well, my dad
took him in a year ago.
Thank you.
- Yeah.
- His family
was in a car accident.
Bobby was the only survivor.
- So your dad took him in,
but you're his foster mom?
- Dad's good
at the big gestures.
It's the day-to-day stuff
that bores him.
- Yeah.
You know,
taking in a child,
that's, uh... that's an amazing,
beautiful thing.
- Actually, you know what?
I didn't think I could do it.
What the rev wants,
the rev gets.
And now I can't imagine life
without him.
- The rev's not easy.
- He's okay.
He's the one that brought me
home from the hospital
when my parents died.
And I don't think I came out
of my room for a week,
and he didn't try to make me.
And after a while, I started
coming down for breakfast,
and he didn't say a word to me,
just brought me to school.
He's cool that way.
- Is he always cool that way?
Between me and you,
I promise.
- He has moods.
And when he gets weird,
I just go to my room, but...
Hannah just takes it.
She's just more used to it,
I guess.
- Your dad has quite a temper,
doesn't he?
- He doesn't like surprises,
that's all.
He's just...
he's protective.
- Is that why he doesn't
want you to work?
- You know,
I know that it's pathetic
that I don't stand up to him.
I always promise myself I will,
and then I never do.
If you'll excuse me,
I have to finish this.
- Agent Parker!
How dare you?
- Hold on, Rev.
- Harass my daughter
when she's doing God's work!
- You hit your daughter, Rev?
- I have nothing
to explain to you.
- Nathan.
- I see it.
- What are you doing?
Hey!
- The last time I saw
a butterfly like that,
I ended up in a cocoon.
- Have you both
lost your minds?
What's happening?
My God!
What's happening?
Hey! What are you doing?
- Go! Go! Go! Go!
So you think I'm crazy now?
- I never said you were crazy.
- This isn't
the first weird thing
I've seen in Haven, Nathan,
and I've only been here a week,
so just... can you tell me
what's going on?
- Every town's got
a few skeletons in the closet.
- Well, this is a big
freaking closet.
All right,
can we at least agree
that whatever's going on here,
this is not normal?
- Yeah.
- And can we also agree
that whoever's behind this,
it can't be the rev?
- Unfortunately.
- Which means
it's someone else.
- Did I say,
"unfortunately"?
You know what's not
working for me?
- The Bucket.
- Yup.
Why isn't it working for you?
- Since the rev's
no longer a suspect,
the bar's got nothing to do
with the hotel or the church.
- They do have
one thing in common.
- What's that?
- Hannah Driscoll.
- Hannah's got nothing
to do with this.
- She worked at the Bucket,
she was there
when I grilled her father,
and she has issues
with the rev.
- But she didn't have issues
with the Rust Bucket.
Why destroy it?
- Okay, let's get
the bartender in here
and see what we can find out.
- Fine.
- What was Hannah Driscoll
doing for you?
- Just bookkeeping,
deposits, payroll,
like that.
- Does she have any reason
not to like you?
- Why? What did she say to you?
- Just answer the question.
- I was gonna fire her.
- Why?
- She was dipping in the till.
- Hannah Driscoll?
- I told her I was thinking
of letting her go
right before
this freak ball thing.
- Can you give us a second?
If he was firing her,
it would give her motive
to destroy the place.
- I don't see Hannah stealing.
- Nathan, your prom
was last century.
She had a strong motive
to attack me.
- I could subpoena
her bank records.
- I'm sorry,
but yeah...
yeah, I think
you need to do that.
- Just heard back from the bank.
Hannah Driscoll doesn't have
a bank account in Haven.
- Damn, I had a good feeling
about that one.
- But Hannah has $57,000
in an account in Bangor...
far enough away to keep it
secret from the rev.
- Well, you could've led
with that.
- Mm, could've.
- I got nothing to say to you
except get the hell
off my porch.
- Now, that's just unfriendly,
considering
we just saved your life.
- You looking for the Lord
in the bottom
of a scotch bottle?
- I take Him where I find Him.
- We're here to see Hannah.
- She's not here.
- Where is she?
- Out.
- Where?
- Rev.
- Don't you call me that!
- Reverend Driscoll,
I think that Hannah
was the one
that attacked you.
- Then you're a fool,
Officer Parker,
because I wasn't attacked.
- Well, then what would you
call it?
Did you know that Hannah
had almost $60,000
in a bank account?
She was fired for stealing
from the Rust Bucket.
That's why she destroyed it.
- That's not possible.
- Hey, Hannah?
Are you here?
- She's not here.
She's at the junior high school
science club.
Oh, I pity you, Nathan.
You walk alone, but you think
your shadow is the Lord's.
But the lord cast you out,
and now you're truly alone.
- Maybe I am alone.
Maybe I always will be.
But I'm not trying
to lose myself
in the bottom of a bottle.
- Nathan.
Nathan, let's go.
- I remember
when I was in the science club.
Feels like 100 years ago.
- That's 'cause it was
100 years ago.
- Thank you.
- Thanks for helping me out
with this.
- Hey, that's what...
that's what friends do.
Now, Bobby, you look exhausted.
You're not getting
enough sleep.
How late did you stay up
working on this?
- Most of the night.
Need to beat your score.
- Well, you finish setting up,
and I am gonna see if I can
bribe a judge or two.
- All right, well,
I like the way you think.
Mary Lou.
- Hi!
- Hannah, is there
someplace we can talk?
- Is my father all right?
He said that he was gonna
take it easy
after that... event.
- We need to know why you have
$57,000 in the bank.
- Hannah,
were you stealing
from the Rust Bucket?
Is that why you destroyed it?
- Is that what Otis told you?
- Is it true?
- Otis stopped
repaying his bank loan.
The bank hired me
to audit his books.
Call them.
They'll confirm.
Otis is the one who's skimming.
- Otis is stealing?
- I earned that money.
- How?
- Took me seven years,
and the bank
wasn't my only client.
And I didn't put the money
in Haven
because my father knows
everybody, and he...
he would find out.
- He would find out what?
- I would leave him,
just like my mother did.
- Your mother died.
- She died three days
after she ran away
with the deacon in the church.
Not the story
my dad tells, is it?
If you'll excuse me, I have
a few things I have to do
before I get back
to help Bobby.
He has a booth on butterflies.
- Butterflies?
- Hey, Bobby.
You here for practice?
- No, I just forgot something
in my locker.
- If you change your mind,
just come on out anytime.
The team misses you.
- Will do, Coach.
- Bobby?
Bobby!
- Hey!
- Crap.
This is gonna suck.
- All right.
- Uh, bench!
- Yeah, yeah.
The fire alarm.
Hopefully that'll get us
out of here quickly.
Yeah.
Hang on.
What the hell
just happened here?
- He's a great kid.
- There's nothing strange?
You haven't had any problems?
- After what Bobby went through
with his parents,
it's amazing there aren't.
Especially since I know
Bobby's always felt responsible.
- He does? Why?
- Survivor's guilt.
He's the only one
who made it out of the car.
- What happened?
- Driving home
from the family cabin,
car lost control.
I don't think the kid's had
a decent night's sleep since.
- Did you see him leave?
- Miss Driscoll took him home
after the fire alarm.
Probably had to wake him up,
though.
- Wait. Wake him up?
- I think he was catching a nap
right here in the locker room.
Not the first time either,
since the accident.
- Bobby? Hannah?
Anybody home?
- What the hell
happened here?
- Mm, Rev found
the bottom of the bottle.
- Let's go see
if Bobby's in his room.
Bobby!
- I don't think
they came back here.
- Hey, do you see that?
Does it remind you of anything?
- A certain metal ball.
And these.
The rev's necklace
was pulled like a magnet.
- Ah, my personal favorite,
the hotel cocoon experience.
- And the water and the wire
in the school hallway...
these are the things Bobby sees
before he falls asleep.
They must be working their way
into his dreams.
- All right, when you dream,
it mixes everything up
and it combines it
with your fears.
The attacks came out of that,
and he thought
we were coming after him.
- Maybe break up
his new family.
- He's trying to stay awake.
He doesn't want to dream.
- He knows he's hurting people.
- We need to find him
before he falls asleep again.
- Where would Bobby
and Hannah go, Rev?
- Why should I tell you?
- Sooner you tell me,
the sooner
I'm out of your house.
- Miller's Crust.
His parents
had a cabin up there.
Just past where they were killed
at Twin Pines Overlook.
Now get the hell out of here!
- Works for me.
- That boy...
isn't one of God's people.
He's one of yours, Nathan.
That's why I never let you
near my daughter,
because you would have
killed her,
just like your people
killed my Penny.
- Hmm.
Way I heard it,
she was free of you
for three days
before she died.
Probably the best three days
of her life.
- All right, you know what?
Not now, Nathan.
- The troubles are back,
like it or not!
You find that boy,
don't bring him back here!
- Kiddo, why don't you lie down,
and I'll make you
something to eat?
Something incredibly unhealthy.
- How about just a coffee?
- No.
When did you start
drinking coffee?
- A while ago.
- You should be sleeping.
- Hannah, can we talk
about something?
- Anything.
- What was that stuff
about the troubles?
- I don't want
to talk about it.
- All right.
Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
- I know, but it must
have been tough...
- I'm okay!
But thanks.
- Bobby, you can't
really believe that.
- I don't want to,
but when I wake up,
the things that I dreamed
happened.
- Sometimes I don't sleep much
either, and when I don't,
it really messes
with how I'm thinking.
- That's not
what's happening to me.
- No.
No, I know it isn't.
I'm just saying
that problems
are so much easier to work on
when you're rested.
And you're so exhausted.
- Can we just agree to disagree
on that one?
- Sure.
Hi, this is Hannah.
Please leave a message.
- Hannah,
this is Officer Parker.
I need you to make sure
that Bobby doesn't fall asleep.
I'll explain when we get there.
- Twin Pines Overlook's
coming up soon.
About ten minutes.
Uh...
- Don't need to say it.
- I'm pretty sure
that's not gonna help.
Bobby must be dreaming.
We have to wake him up.
Seriously?
- What?
Ugh.
- Whoa, whoa!
Why are you speeding up?
- I'm not!
Bobby is.
- Relax, Bobby.
You're having a nightmare.
- Slow down!
- I'm not controlling the car!
- Maybe if we're in his dream,
he can see us.
- Okay, maybe.
Why?
What are you thinking?
- Hey, kiddo!
- Are you talking to me?
- No, I'm talking
to Bobby, honey.
Bobby, it's Mommy.
Bet you're pumped to get home
to your projects, huh?
I'm sure it's great.
Oh, wait. I have to tell
your dad something.
Okay, here, it's coming up.
Twin Pines Overlook.
- No!
- Bobby! Bobby, please!
- No, stop! Go back!
- Just wake up!
- Bobby.
It can be different this time.
You can change things.
You can save us this time,
Bobby.
I know you can.
I know you can, Bobby.
I trust you.
- Dad, don't play
with the radio.
Dad, don't play
with the radio!
- Nathan.
- No, Dad,
don't touch the radio!
Watch the road, please!
- Okay, Bobby.
I'm watching the road.
- Whoa!
Whoa.
- You did it, Bobby.
You saved us.
Thank you.
You saved us.
Thank you.
- There you go.
It's okay, Bobby.
I'm here.
Bobby, stop dawdling,
or we won't make the cabin
by nightfall.
- He's a different kind of kid,
Hannah.
- Just like you were.
- Like I was.
- Appreciate the help!
Thanks!
- Have you told Bobby
why the rev
won't let him stay
at his house?
- Honestly,
I don't know how to tell him.
He always tries
to please my father.
That's why he chose butterflies
for his science project.
- You'll tell him
when the time is right.
- Nathan, I'm sorry I let
my father come between us.
- No, it was a long time ago.
- Yeah, it was.
But sometimes
I can't help imagine
what my life might've been like
if I ignored him
and let you take me
away from here.
- We're doing fine here
without you!
Anyway...
yeah, I never knew my parents.
- Do you ever
think about them?
- You know, there were
graduations, proms,
things like that
that they didn't,
you know, show up for.
But in a way,
you're luckier than me.
- Because I knew my parents.
- Yeah.
And because your new family
showed up.
So Dr. Carr
gave me these for you.
- What are these?
- Imipramine.
It stops night terrors.
It should help for now.
- For now.
- The doc says that it tends
not to work on adults.
- Oh.
Well, thank you, Audrey.
- Yeah, so did you talk
to the reverend?
- It's like we're living like
strangers in the same house.
He won't even look at me.
- I'm sorry.
- I saw him at the supermarket,
and he looked the other way,
just kept moving.
But, you know,
his shopping cart
was full of frozen dinners
for one,
and I figure that's bound
to get old, right?
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Well, we had a flood here
about ten years ago,
so things kind of
got shifted around.
As you can see,
evidence tape's still on there.
It's the original.
- What is this?
A joke?
- Definitely not.
- What about the photographer
who took the picture?
Where's the Colorado Kid buried?
There are still leads
that we could track down.
- It's a very old case,
Agent Parker.
- She might be my mother.
- Well, then stay here
and find her.
- What?
- Why don't you come work
for me?
You know,
you have a very rare talent.
Most people just want
to see things
the way they want
to see 'em,
whereas you see things
the way they are.
That is a skill that I value.
Hell, it's kind of a skill
we desperately need around here.
- Well, that keeps
getting clearer.
- So, you know,
you could actually make
kind of a difference here,
and, more importantly
for you,
I could maybe help you find
some of the answers
that you're looking for...
if you were to stay.
- I'll think about it.
- Okay.
- Your father
just offered me a job.
- What'd you say?
- I said that I would
think it over.
- Might be a good idea.
- Really?
What makes you say that?
- February 1983.
I was seven.
I went sledding
on that hill right over there.
I crashed into a tree,
but I felt fine,
so I ran back up the hill,
ready to go again,
and Lisa Bottke took
one look at me and threw up.
I had blood all over my coat
and a bone
sticking out of my arm,
and I never felt a thing.
Wasn't the only thing
that happened that year.
Don't remember a lot of it,
just people whispering,
kids pulled out of school.
- The troubles.
- Couple years later,
I got better,
and I stopped hearing
about them.
- And you're afraid
they're coming back?
- No.
They are back.
And I'm afraid
they won't go away this time.
- I might need to stick around
for a while and see.
- You sure you want to do that?
- That crime picture
with that woman
that I think might
be my mother,
that was taken around the time
that you say
the troubles started.
- I think it's all connected.
- I guess we're gonna find out.
You want to grab
something to eat?
- How about pancakes?
- Yeah, I could eat
some pancakes.