Haven (2010–2015): Season 2, Episode 11 - Business as Usual - full transcript
The investigation into people dying by severe dehydration leads Audry and Nathan to butt heads. Duke finds the "crocker" box again, and his search into it's past leads him to discover things about his own family history. Nathan gives Audry a clue into the past of Lucy Ripley, which leads to some surprising developments.
Previously on Haven...
I need to know more about her.
Lucy Ripley.
What do you think?
Is she your mother?
- You like it.
- Like what?
The weirdness.
That's why you're still here.
No, I'm still here
because a woman who was here
could have been my mom,
and I'd like to find out.
You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.
- What's wrong?
I can feel you.
How long have you known?
A while.
Somebody out there
with a tattoo wants to kill me.
I'm hoping that whatever
I find buried here
will give me the answers
about how I stay alive.
This doesn't exactly
look like something
that's going to save my life.
Is there anything that you can
tell me about this box?
Stories, legends, powers?
Why are you working
with the Rev?
They said that
you were important.
Who's they? The Rev?
He's one of them.
You're going to tell him what he
wants to know or I will.
Evi!
The Rev. He's in the
middle of all this.
We're chasing
down the troubled.
Your way is going
to get people killed.
It'll be the right people.
The Rev's been talking
a long time.
I think he's finally
making his move.
Hi, Reggie.
Yeah, I know. It's hot, right?
Doing great, though.
It's all about the hydration.
But you gotta slow down, right,
because you'll cramp up.
Is this your first race, sir?
You know, I-I think someone
should see you for heatstroke.
Can I get a race medic, please?
Why don't we get you
into the shade?
Oh, my--
Oh!
Help! Help!
Hot enough for you?
I wouldn't know.
Your shirt does.
You're hot.
Not as hot
as this poor guy though.
Looks like every drop of water
was just sucked
right on out of him.
As for an I.D.,
prints-- they're going
to be tough.
But fortunately,
we've got-- Yep-- Number 15.
"Reggie Buswell."
You ever run a 10k?
No.
Wonder if I ever have.
I know Audrey Parker didn't,
but maybe Lucy Ripley did.
You can't keep pretending
what happened didn't happen.
You killed the Rev.
Nathan, there was
a full investigation
into my shooting
of the Rev, okay?
It cleared.
It's gonna--
it's gonna fade away.
Well, right now, it's all
anyone's talking about.
Hey, Dwight.
Aw, man. Reggie?
We used to go fishing together.
I'm sorry.
He was troubled?
Yeah.
You know how?
Maybe it was this?
Hey. He never said,
I never asked.
A lot of people don't like
to talk about it.
We were both going
to Finnegan's tomorrow night
for the meeting.
What meeting?
Some troubled people
were a little worried
about the repercussions
after what happened
to the Rev, so...
We're getting together.
It's people
winding each other up.
Listen, we're just talking about
how we can start to
look out for each other.
Yeah. Maybe you should go.
Maybe I should shut it down.
Hey, come here!
You're not running off!
I wanna talk to you.
Get Reggie packed up
for the Coroner.
Hey. Hey! Come here.
I saw you and Reggie
going at it on the course.
Now that volunteer says
he's all dried out?
What'd you do to him, huh?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Are you one of those freaks?
Your name is Stu, right?
What's your name?
Patrick Grolsch. Taxpayer,
okay? This guy--
Calm down, Mr. Grolsch.
Why? So Haven P.D. can cover
it up like nothing happened?
You expect us to just roll over
and let these people do
whatever they want.
And yet, another freak
walks free.
You know, everyone in this town
is tired of what's going on.
And when you screw up again,
you're going down.
Both of you.
It's gotta be
more than a name match.
This is really important to
me. How sure are you?
I'll know more
by the end of the day
but I think this is the one.
Gotta go.
Call me when you got something.
Coroner report.
Dehydration
inconsistent with exercise.
You don't think that
the trouble was triggered
by the stress of the race,
do you?
I don't think so.
I've never seen
a trouble triggered
by just physical stress.
Wait a second.
There's a new coroner?
What happened to Horace?
Nothing.
I asked Dwight to use a guy
in Cleaves Mills.
Might be best to keep
this case quiet.
Yeah, 'cause normally we shout
the troubles from the rooftops.
Even quieter than usual?
We need to let things
die down a little.
Nathan, I did what I had to do.
I'm not questioning that.
But you saw those people
this morning.
They're not happy.
Wuornos.
On our way.
We've got another
dried-up body.
Barry warned me before we got
married that someday
something could happen.
I didn't think
it'd be like this.
I'm sorry, Annie.
What--what do you
mean by "like this"?
Barry was, you know...
Troubled.
Yeah.
He was trying to protect
me, he said.
But he was ashamed.
Anyone else know
about his affliction?
How it worked?
Just family.
And his friend, Stu.
- Stu?
- Stu Pierce.
He was always talking to Barry
about their problems.
He even convinced him to go
to that stupid meeting
he was organizing.
Stu was organizing that meeting
for troubled people
tomorrow night.
He ran away before
I could ask him about it.
And both of our victims
were attending.
Annie said Stu was compiling
a list of troubled people.
What, so Stu's some kind
of troubled sociopath
that collects the names
of troubled people,
and then picks them off
one by one?
Barry was ashamed
of who he was.
Maybe Stu hates
himself so much
he wants to kill
people like him.
Okay, the fact that you
came up with that profile
so quickly,
that worries me.
Maybe someone figured out
stu was killing his own.
Maybe they came for revenge.
Ma'am, are you okay?
Please, my husband!
Your husband?
Your husband did this?
No, my husband, Stu.
They attacked us
and they took him away.
House is clear. They're gone.
I don't think Stu's the killer.
They've got him.
And they've probably
got his list, too.
And whoever took him knows
the name of every person
going to that meeting.
Our kidnapper has a hit list.
No, Mrs. Ryan.
I get it. Your daughter
liked her secrets.
That's part of her charm.
Uh-huh.
Sure.
I'll inventory her stuff
before I send it.
Your grief is touching.
What? She bought it back?
Evi.
"Duke, in case things go bad,
"you should have this.
I'm sorry."
You've gotta be kidding me.
Colleen, um, I need you
to tell me anything
that you can remember
about those men that took stu.
Well, they were all
wearing masks
with gloves and hoods,
but, um--when they were
tying me up on the ground,
I remember there was something
on their leg like a tattoo?
In the shape of a circle?
No, it was more like
a big number,
like a, maybe a three
and a, and an eight?
It's not a tattoo,
but permanent marker's
pretty hard to wash off.
Stu's kidnapper
was running in that 10k.
I bet if we checked those race
numbers for three and eight,
we're gonna find out
he's Patrick Grolsch.
We have your race number,
and we saw you arguing
with Stu, all right?
Why did you kidnap him?
Did you decide killing Reggie
and Barry wasn't enough?
You're nuts.
I heard what happened
to those two.
How could I have done that?
Maybe you used your affliction.
You're suggesting I'm troubled?
Or you're working
with someone that is.
Look.
All you have is half
a number on a leg.
Okay, listen.
I don't know what
your lawyer told you--
Lady, I am a lawyer.
And I have witnesses that saw
you harassing me at the race.
And now you drag me in here
with no probable cause?
I'm filing a suit.
A very public suit.
No.
Good luck finding your friend.
I can't believe
you just did that.
I am trying to protect you.
Because suddenly,
I need protecting now?
Why, because I was the
only one that had the nerve
to shoot a guy that was
gonna kill a little girl?
A troubled little girl who
happened to be a cannibal,
and the man you shot
was the Rev,
one of this town's leaders.
Is that what
you're worried about?
What the town thinks?
What about what
you think, Nathan?
You know what? Actually since
this whole thing started,
you haven't said
what you think.
So tell me.
Do you think I did
the right thing?
Yes.
I know you did
what you had to do
to save that girl's life.
But right now, my opinion
doesn't matter,
and I can't do my job
if I'm under indictment.
People are just looking
for an excuse,
so at least one of us
has to follow procedure.
Okay.
Teague and Teague Incorporated.
Yeah.
I've been looking for you boys.
Had to help
with the deliveries.
The paper's already
on its third edition.
Everybody wants
to read about the Rev.
Yeah, I think
I'll wait for the movie.
I was hoping I could
show you boys something.
What do you think it is?
A silver box.
Yes.
Well, look at that.
Very interesting.
Well, still looks like
a silver box to me.
Can I see that?
Well.
I've seen this design before.
It's one of
our early silversmiths.
You think you could find out
anything more about this box?
What the hell it has to do
with the Crockers?
If my father ever owned it?
Well, I'm sorry, Duke.
We're just too busy right now
to take on another project.
I'd be happy to do
a little research.
Shouldn't take long at all.
Okay.
Oh, Vince didn't get
a lot of sleep last night.
Shellfish before bed.
Yeah, I'm-- sorry
for my irritability.
Yeah, well, why don't you just
leave the box with, uh--
You know, I--I think the box
should stay with me.
- Dave?
- Hmm?
Let me know if you
find anything?
I'd be happy to.
You have a nice day, gentlemen.
I will stop you.
It's time this town
faces realities.
All of them.
Come and see me.
I've got a job for you.
Sasquatch?
Heh.
You know, we don't talk
enough, me and you.
This doesn't have to get ugly.
I'll walk out of here.
It's over.
Great.
If you don't mind,
you can just leave the box
in the umbrella stand
on your way out.
Give me the key.
Do I actually
have to say no to that,
or can I just assume
it was a rhetorical statement?
Funny.
Vince sent you, didn't he?
If you say so.
Dave is helping me.
So it begs the question,
what's so important
about that thing
that it's got the two of them
turning on each other?
I didn't ask.
I think you did.
And I think that Vince
clammed up on you.
Come on.
Aren't you even
a little bit curious?
All right,
so why don't you tell me?
I'd love to.
But, uh--
I don't have a freaking clue.
Vince and Dave know what it is.
But they don't want us to know.
They're playing us
against each other.
So...
Do we go back to kicking
each other's asses,
or do we find out the truth?
How'd you find Patrick?
I put an APB out on his car.
He's a lawyer, Audrey.
You're just making
his case stronger.
Why am I the bad guy for trying
to help you keep your job?
You're not a bad guy.
It's just my ability
to help troubled people,
I don't--
I don't think that comes
from Audrey Parker
or Lucy Ripley.
I think that that's just me.
Think it may be
the only thing that is,
so I need to keep on
doing that,
even it means bending the law.
Well, there's bending
and there's breaking.
And the way you're going,
it's just a matter of time
before you're suspended,
fired--
I don't care.
How about arrested?
You're going to help people
from a jail cell?
That's Patrick.
Wait, what--
what are you going to do?
Nathan, that man is jaywalking.
Ah, damn it!
Hey, it was commissioned
by a Fitzwilliam Crocker
in 1786.
He's one of your
distant ancestors.
Any idea of what it
was supposed to be used for?
Snuff? Cuff-links?
Colonial condoms?
Ah, no record on that.
But, uh,
it was originally
designed as a set.
The silver box you have is
actually the smaller of the two.
I'm going to have
to look into that.
Ah, great work, Dave.
Smooth.
Yeah, it's kinda what I do.
Yeah, which makes me wonder
if I'm making a mistake
working with you.
You're not.
Besides, if I am, I can
always change my mind.
Glad to see we're
on the same page.
I betcha this key
opens this other box
that Dave is talking about.
Your dad never told
you about it?
No.
But our conversations
usually were limited to
"Run down to the liquor store
and get me some Camel
nons and a six-pack."
Sounds a lot like my old man.
Did you two get along?
No.
So if your dad had the box,
where'd he put it?
If Simon Crocker was anything,
he was careful.
If it was valuable, he hid it.
Any ideas where?
We need to find his old boat.
Come on.
Get these handcuffs off me.
There's no cause
to keep me here!
This is--
this is textbook harassment.
State law. You need
to cross at the corners.
You know what?
I was wrong.
It's not that you don't care
about getting fired,
you wanna get fired.
I'll be fine.
I won't!
Nathan,
you're a good cop, okay?
You're gonna be okay.
I won't be fine.
This isn't just about
work, Parker.
You're not just my partner.
Not anymore.
Look, Audrey--
You trying to burn the evidence?
And you're trying to kill him?
Where is stu Pierce?
Is he upstairs?
Why don't you check?
If he is, he's probably
gonna need a hand.
Wait.
We don't even know
what his trouble is.
There is a reason that
he wants you
to go up there.
Nathan, listen.
You take care of him.
I'm going to go find Stu.
I'm going to be okay,
all right?
Stu, where are you?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
You can't touch me.
My sweat--it kills people.
Don't worry,
you're not going to hurt me.
You.
You're Audrey Parker.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I am.
Thank you.
Lay it on me. We're gonna
get you out of here.
I can see why your dad thought
this was a good hiding place.
Who the hell fishes around
down here unless they have to?
Yeah, Pops was a real genius.
Ugh, so why the hell
isn't it here?
Sure this was his boat?
Yeah.
Last of the floating
trash heaps
he collected over the years.
He sold it to Sal
before he died.
If the box was so important,
how come he never
mentioned it to you?
You know, I don't think
he liked me much.
And I'm damn sure
he didn't trust me.
Or maybe he was just bad
at telling you things, like,
"Son, you're troubled."
If you don't mind me
asking, uh,
what exactly is your trouble?
I'm a bullet magnet.
If a gun goes off
within 100 yards,
the bullet veers off
towards me.
And how does one
come to find that out?
In Afghanistan.
Yeah, that's, uh,
one hell of a revelation.
Yeah, screwy thing.
My dad knew I was gonna enlist,
yet he never said a word.
He was willing to let me
walk into a battle zone
rather than admit what he was.
What we were.
You know, I, uh--
think your dad and my dad would
have been boozing buddies.
What? You two lose a bar bet?
Okay, slow down, Sal.
I'm sorry.
I was gonna let you know
we were here,
but we were just down here
looking for something
that I thought my dad
might have left behind.
On my boat?
Relax. You're gonna
blow a gasket.
Before it was your boat,
this was the last boat that
my father owned before he died--
The second last boat
that Simon owned.
Not according to his papers.
I don't know about papers.
That's the reason Simon
gave me such a sweet deal
on the lady here.
He was buying a 120
and the owner wanted cash.
A 120?
But you-- Are you sure?
Yeah.
Okay, Sal. Do you
remember the name?
Cape something.
Cape...
Rouge?
Yeah, that's it.
No, no, no, no.
That's impossible.
I won the Cape Rouge
in a poker game
on my 21st birthday, okay?
From who?
Ray Fiegler, up in Castle Rock.
Fiegler, yup.
He's the guy Simon gave her to.
That means...
My father gave me my boat.
Reggie and I were running.
He wanted to back out
of the meeting,
and I grabbed his arm
around mile two.
And then he started
getting sick.
And that's what triggered
your affliction.
I was scared. I ran home.
Found Barry borrowing
my mower and...
He put his arm around me
before I could warn him.
We need to take you
somewhere you'll be safe.
- Uh--
- I understand.
No, you can't take him away.
It's this town.
It's the stress of the meeting
that did this.
I have to go.
Two people are dead
because of me.
Patrick wasn't just planning
on killing me.
If they hadn't spooked him,
he was going to parade
my affliction
around for the whole
world to see.
We have Patrick's prints
all over that building.
He's going to prison.
But what if you
hadn't stopped him?
This town isn't safe
for people like me anymore.
Fine. I'm going with you.
What, just pack up
your whole life?
For what?
Till the troubles are over,
I won't even be able
to touch you.
My sweat kills people.
I don't care.
For better or for worse, right?
Thank God you found
that invite list
Patrick stole from me.
Can you imagine what
people like him would do
with something like that?
I suppose you should have it.
Why don't you keep it?
Can't help those people
where I'm going.
Maybe you can.
Crazy thing is, I still feel bad
I'm gonna miss that meeting.
It's just gonna divide people.
People are already divided.
There's no going back.
All that's left now is for you
to choose a side.
It's going to be
tough for them.
Touching isn't everything.
Trust me.
Oh, I hope they make it.
They will.
Still thinking
about what he said?
About Haven...
Not being safe
for the troubled anymore?
Maybe you're right.
Maybe by shooting the Rev,
I just made things worse.
Ah, you did what you
thought was right.
I don't know
what I think anymore.
Audrey...
I'm serious.
How am I supposed to know
right from wrong
if I don't even know
who the hell I am anymore?
I know who you are.
I do.
Because of you, I...
I can--
Nevermind.
Found this for you.
Whose address is this?
If I'm right,
it's Lucy Ripley's.
How did you get this?
I've been putting together
everything
we've learned about her.
This past year, I--
Uh--
from photos, the Glendowers,
people who remembered her.
I hired a P.I. in Portland.
This is-- it's less than
an hour away.
If you leave now,
you can be there before dark.
Thank you.
I hope she has some answers.
And I hope you come back
and tell me what they are.
Of course.
You know, no matter what
she says or what--what happens,
I'm coming back.
I promise.
You're not just my
partner, either.
I'll be here.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
Are you Lucy Ripley?
My God.
You're really here.
Did someone tell you
that I was coming here?
You did.
27 years ago.
You don't remember anything
about that day?
No.
I'm sorry, honey.
Guess that means
they found you.
Who found me?
Don't know.
Not sure you did either.
But 27 years ago, when you
arrived on my doorstep,
you were on the run.
Scared. Asking all kinds
of crazy questions.
You said you had my memories.
I did? I said that?
Yes.
I couldn't believe it, but--
Okay, so, um--
If I'm not you, and I'm
not Audrey Parker--
I don't know who you are.
And I--I told you I was
from Haven, Maine?
Yes, you said that you'd been
staying there for a while,
and you were helping people
with strange troubles.
Yeah, that seems
to be a pattern.
Someone died.
You discovered
a terrible secret--
How all these troubles started,
and how you could
finally stop them.
So that's why these people
wanted to find me.
No, they were trying
to erase you.
Well, they succeeded.
Because I don't remember
anything
that you're talking about.
You said that I could
never tell anyone about you.
That we'd even met.
Otherwise, they would come
and erase me, too.
And you said the only person
that I could
tell the story to was you,
if you came back.
You said you'd need to know.
Thank you.
All these years,
I've been waiting.
I hope I did the right thing.
Hey, what do you mean?
A few months after you left,
a man came here.
Said there were people after you
and that he could help.
But there was something
about him I--
I didn't tell him anything.
And he was from Haven?
Do you remember his name?
Simon something.
Simon Crocker.
So basically, your dad
buys the cape Rouge
and arranges for the guy
to lose it to you
in a poker game
on your 21st birthday.
Yeah.
Gotta be the smartest plan
he ever came up with.
Maybe he was finally trying
to do something nice for you.
No, more likely,
there's a catch.
A big one.
I got something.
That's good. Good.
Give me some slack.
A little more.
That's it. Good, good, good.
All the time, the bastard had it
stashed right under my nose.
What the hell is all this?
Duke.
Audrey.
We need to talk.
You're not going to believe
what my father
had hidden below decks.
Your father's exactly
why I'm here.
Lucy Ripley.
I found her.
What-- What did she say?
That she knew your father.
That he visited her
27 years ago.
Why?
H-how did he know her?
I don't think that he did.
I think he was looking for me.
Wow. Buddy.
My feelings are actually hurt.
What happened to honor
amongst thieves?
Said I might change my mind.
Yeah. Yeah, you did.
He did.
Duke!
Duke!
Are you okay?
Duke.
What's going on?
Oh, boy.
Where is he?
Don't worry.
He's a freaking Army
Ranger. He's fine.
Did you see what I just did?
You need to show me
what's in that box.
We shouldn't be having
this meeting here.
We are not troubled.
They needed someplace
to have it.
After what happened to Stu--
But Patrick's in jail
for arson.
Nathan will make that stick.
Still, the people were scared.
And I told them
they could have it here.
If people knew what
you were really doing--
I'm helping them.
You're starting a war.
But I will have
no part of that.
Vince.
What happened?
Why didn't you tell me
what I was going after?
Did you get it?
No. Before I realized,
it was too late.
If I'd have told you
what it really was,
you would have been scared
or you'd just kill Duke, right?
He has it?
He cut me.
What should we do?
Well, that's a much longer
conversation.
Nathan. What are
you doing here?
He's probably here
to shut us down.
I'm not gonna shut you down,
Dwight.
The town finds out that
you're at this kind of meeting--
That's risky, Nathan.
Oh, I can't worry about
what the town thinks anymore.
I gotta do
what I think is right.
Sometimes, risks pay off.
Wow.
Whatever the hell it was,
it didn't last for very long.
It happened
right after you cut Dwight.
Is there anything in that box
that might actually tell us why?
Maybe this ledger?
There's some names, there's some
dates, hundreds of years old.
Maybe it's
a Crocker family history.
What? Did you find something?
It's just these
last few pages, I--
I feel like I recognize
the writing.
It's probably just because
it's as bad as mine, but--
My father wrote this.
"Duke, if you're reading this,
then I haven't survived."
Wait, I thought--
I thought that your dad
died in an accident.
Yeah, I'm starting
to think not.
"You are my son.
You are my heir.
It's up to you
to finish my work.
You must kill her."
This must be why your father
was looking for Lucy Ripley.
He was trying to find me.
How did he even know you?
More importantly,
why did he want you to kill me?
I need to know more about her.
Lucy Ripley.
What do you think?
Is she your mother?
- You like it.
- Like what?
The weirdness.
That's why you're still here.
No, I'm still here
because a woman who was here
could have been my mom,
and I'd like to find out.
You seriously can't feel pain?
- No.
- What's wrong?
I can feel you.
How long have you known?
A while.
Somebody out there
with a tattoo wants to kill me.
I'm hoping that whatever
I find buried here
will give me the answers
about how I stay alive.
This doesn't exactly
look like something
that's going to save my life.
Is there anything that you can
tell me about this box?
Stories, legends, powers?
Why are you working
with the Rev?
They said that
you were important.
Who's they? The Rev?
He's one of them.
You're going to tell him what he
wants to know or I will.
Evi!
The Rev. He's in the
middle of all this.
We're chasing
down the troubled.
Your way is going
to get people killed.
It'll be the right people.
The Rev's been talking
a long time.
I think he's finally
making his move.
Hi, Reggie.
Yeah, I know. It's hot, right?
Doing great, though.
It's all about the hydration.
But you gotta slow down, right,
because you'll cramp up.
Is this your first race, sir?
You know, I-I think someone
should see you for heatstroke.
Can I get a race medic, please?
Why don't we get you
into the shade?
Oh, my--
Oh!
Help! Help!
Hot enough for you?
I wouldn't know.
Your shirt does.
You're hot.
Not as hot
as this poor guy though.
Looks like every drop of water
was just sucked
right on out of him.
As for an I.D.,
prints-- they're going
to be tough.
But fortunately,
we've got-- Yep-- Number 15.
"Reggie Buswell."
You ever run a 10k?
No.
Wonder if I ever have.
I know Audrey Parker didn't,
but maybe Lucy Ripley did.
You can't keep pretending
what happened didn't happen.
You killed the Rev.
Nathan, there was
a full investigation
into my shooting
of the Rev, okay?
It cleared.
It's gonna--
it's gonna fade away.
Well, right now, it's all
anyone's talking about.
Hey, Dwight.
Aw, man. Reggie?
We used to go fishing together.
I'm sorry.
He was troubled?
Yeah.
You know how?
Maybe it was this?
Hey. He never said,
I never asked.
A lot of people don't like
to talk about it.
We were both going
to Finnegan's tomorrow night
for the meeting.
What meeting?
Some troubled people
were a little worried
about the repercussions
after what happened
to the Rev, so...
We're getting together.
It's people
winding each other up.
Listen, we're just talking about
how we can start to
look out for each other.
Yeah. Maybe you should go.
Maybe I should shut it down.
Hey, come here!
You're not running off!
I wanna talk to you.
Get Reggie packed up
for the Coroner.
Hey. Hey! Come here.
I saw you and Reggie
going at it on the course.
Now that volunteer says
he's all dried out?
What'd you do to him, huh?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Are you one of those freaks?
Your name is Stu, right?
What's your name?
Patrick Grolsch. Taxpayer,
okay? This guy--
Calm down, Mr. Grolsch.
Why? So Haven P.D. can cover
it up like nothing happened?
You expect us to just roll over
and let these people do
whatever they want.
And yet, another freak
walks free.
You know, everyone in this town
is tired of what's going on.
And when you screw up again,
you're going down.
Both of you.
It's gotta be
more than a name match.
This is really important to
me. How sure are you?
I'll know more
by the end of the day
but I think this is the one.
Gotta go.
Call me when you got something.
Coroner report.
Dehydration
inconsistent with exercise.
You don't think that
the trouble was triggered
by the stress of the race,
do you?
I don't think so.
I've never seen
a trouble triggered
by just physical stress.
Wait a second.
There's a new coroner?
What happened to Horace?
Nothing.
I asked Dwight to use a guy
in Cleaves Mills.
Might be best to keep
this case quiet.
Yeah, 'cause normally we shout
the troubles from the rooftops.
Even quieter than usual?
We need to let things
die down a little.
Nathan, I did what I had to do.
I'm not questioning that.
But you saw those people
this morning.
They're not happy.
Wuornos.
On our way.
We've got another
dried-up body.
Barry warned me before we got
married that someday
something could happen.
I didn't think
it'd be like this.
I'm sorry, Annie.
What--what do you
mean by "like this"?
Barry was, you know...
Troubled.
Yeah.
He was trying to protect
me, he said.
But he was ashamed.
Anyone else know
about his affliction?
How it worked?
Just family.
And his friend, Stu.
- Stu?
- Stu Pierce.
He was always talking to Barry
about their problems.
He even convinced him to go
to that stupid meeting
he was organizing.
Stu was organizing that meeting
for troubled people
tomorrow night.
He ran away before
I could ask him about it.
And both of our victims
were attending.
Annie said Stu was compiling
a list of troubled people.
What, so Stu's some kind
of troubled sociopath
that collects the names
of troubled people,
and then picks them off
one by one?
Barry was ashamed
of who he was.
Maybe Stu hates
himself so much
he wants to kill
people like him.
Okay, the fact that you
came up with that profile
so quickly,
that worries me.
Maybe someone figured out
stu was killing his own.
Maybe they came for revenge.
Ma'am, are you okay?
Please, my husband!
Your husband?
Your husband did this?
No, my husband, Stu.
They attacked us
and they took him away.
House is clear. They're gone.
I don't think Stu's the killer.
They've got him.
And they've probably
got his list, too.
And whoever took him knows
the name of every person
going to that meeting.
Our kidnapper has a hit list.
No, Mrs. Ryan.
I get it. Your daughter
liked her secrets.
That's part of her charm.
Uh-huh.
Sure.
I'll inventory her stuff
before I send it.
Your grief is touching.
What? She bought it back?
Evi.
"Duke, in case things go bad,
"you should have this.
I'm sorry."
You've gotta be kidding me.
Colleen, um, I need you
to tell me anything
that you can remember
about those men that took stu.
Well, they were all
wearing masks
with gloves and hoods,
but, um--when they were
tying me up on the ground,
I remember there was something
on their leg like a tattoo?
In the shape of a circle?
No, it was more like
a big number,
like a, maybe a three
and a, and an eight?
It's not a tattoo,
but permanent marker's
pretty hard to wash off.
Stu's kidnapper
was running in that 10k.
I bet if we checked those race
numbers for three and eight,
we're gonna find out
he's Patrick Grolsch.
We have your race number,
and we saw you arguing
with Stu, all right?
Why did you kidnap him?
Did you decide killing Reggie
and Barry wasn't enough?
You're nuts.
I heard what happened
to those two.
How could I have done that?
Maybe you used your affliction.
You're suggesting I'm troubled?
Or you're working
with someone that is.
Look.
All you have is half
a number on a leg.
Okay, listen.
I don't know what
your lawyer told you--
Lady, I am a lawyer.
And I have witnesses that saw
you harassing me at the race.
And now you drag me in here
with no probable cause?
I'm filing a suit.
A very public suit.
No.
Good luck finding your friend.
I can't believe
you just did that.
I am trying to protect you.
Because suddenly,
I need protecting now?
Why, because I was the
only one that had the nerve
to shoot a guy that was
gonna kill a little girl?
A troubled little girl who
happened to be a cannibal,
and the man you shot
was the Rev,
one of this town's leaders.
Is that what
you're worried about?
What the town thinks?
What about what
you think, Nathan?
You know what? Actually since
this whole thing started,
you haven't said
what you think.
So tell me.
Do you think I did
the right thing?
Yes.
I know you did
what you had to do
to save that girl's life.
But right now, my opinion
doesn't matter,
and I can't do my job
if I'm under indictment.
People are just looking
for an excuse,
so at least one of us
has to follow procedure.
Okay.
Teague and Teague Incorporated.
Yeah.
I've been looking for you boys.
Had to help
with the deliveries.
The paper's already
on its third edition.
Everybody wants
to read about the Rev.
Yeah, I think
I'll wait for the movie.
I was hoping I could
show you boys something.
What do you think it is?
A silver box.
Yes.
Well, look at that.
Very interesting.
Well, still looks like
a silver box to me.
Can I see that?
Well.
I've seen this design before.
It's one of
our early silversmiths.
You think you could find out
anything more about this box?
What the hell it has to do
with the Crockers?
If my father ever owned it?
Well, I'm sorry, Duke.
We're just too busy right now
to take on another project.
I'd be happy to do
a little research.
Shouldn't take long at all.
Okay.
Oh, Vince didn't get
a lot of sleep last night.
Shellfish before bed.
Yeah, I'm-- sorry
for my irritability.
Yeah, well, why don't you just
leave the box with, uh--
You know, I--I think the box
should stay with me.
- Dave?
- Hmm?
Let me know if you
find anything?
I'd be happy to.
You have a nice day, gentlemen.
I will stop you.
It's time this town
faces realities.
All of them.
Come and see me.
I've got a job for you.
Sasquatch?
Heh.
You know, we don't talk
enough, me and you.
This doesn't have to get ugly.
I'll walk out of here.
It's over.
Great.
If you don't mind,
you can just leave the box
in the umbrella stand
on your way out.
Give me the key.
Do I actually
have to say no to that,
or can I just assume
it was a rhetorical statement?
Funny.
Vince sent you, didn't he?
If you say so.
Dave is helping me.
So it begs the question,
what's so important
about that thing
that it's got the two of them
turning on each other?
I didn't ask.
I think you did.
And I think that Vince
clammed up on you.
Come on.
Aren't you even
a little bit curious?
All right,
so why don't you tell me?
I'd love to.
But, uh--
I don't have a freaking clue.
Vince and Dave know what it is.
But they don't want us to know.
They're playing us
against each other.
So...
Do we go back to kicking
each other's asses,
or do we find out the truth?
How'd you find Patrick?
I put an APB out on his car.
He's a lawyer, Audrey.
You're just making
his case stronger.
Why am I the bad guy for trying
to help you keep your job?
You're not a bad guy.
It's just my ability
to help troubled people,
I don't--
I don't think that comes
from Audrey Parker
or Lucy Ripley.
I think that that's just me.
Think it may be
the only thing that is,
so I need to keep on
doing that,
even it means bending the law.
Well, there's bending
and there's breaking.
And the way you're going,
it's just a matter of time
before you're suspended,
fired--
I don't care.
How about arrested?
You're going to help people
from a jail cell?
That's Patrick.
Wait, what--
what are you going to do?
Nathan, that man is jaywalking.
Ah, damn it!
Hey, it was commissioned
by a Fitzwilliam Crocker
in 1786.
He's one of your
distant ancestors.
Any idea of what it
was supposed to be used for?
Snuff? Cuff-links?
Colonial condoms?
Ah, no record on that.
But, uh,
it was originally
designed as a set.
The silver box you have is
actually the smaller of the two.
I'm going to have
to look into that.
Ah, great work, Dave.
Smooth.
Yeah, it's kinda what I do.
Yeah, which makes me wonder
if I'm making a mistake
working with you.
You're not.
Besides, if I am, I can
always change my mind.
Glad to see we're
on the same page.
I betcha this key
opens this other box
that Dave is talking about.
Your dad never told
you about it?
No.
But our conversations
usually were limited to
"Run down to the liquor store
and get me some Camel
nons and a six-pack."
Sounds a lot like my old man.
Did you two get along?
No.
So if your dad had the box,
where'd he put it?
If Simon Crocker was anything,
he was careful.
If it was valuable, he hid it.
Any ideas where?
We need to find his old boat.
Come on.
Get these handcuffs off me.
There's no cause
to keep me here!
This is--
this is textbook harassment.
State law. You need
to cross at the corners.
You know what?
I was wrong.
It's not that you don't care
about getting fired,
you wanna get fired.
I'll be fine.
I won't!
Nathan,
you're a good cop, okay?
You're gonna be okay.
I won't be fine.
This isn't just about
work, Parker.
You're not just my partner.
Not anymore.
Look, Audrey--
You trying to burn the evidence?
And you're trying to kill him?
Where is stu Pierce?
Is he upstairs?
Why don't you check?
If he is, he's probably
gonna need a hand.
Wait.
We don't even know
what his trouble is.
There is a reason that
he wants you
to go up there.
Nathan, listen.
You take care of him.
I'm going to go find Stu.
I'm going to be okay,
all right?
Stu, where are you?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
You can't touch me.
My sweat--it kills people.
Don't worry,
you're not going to hurt me.
You.
You're Audrey Parker.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I am.
Thank you.
Lay it on me. We're gonna
get you out of here.
I can see why your dad thought
this was a good hiding place.
Who the hell fishes around
down here unless they have to?
Yeah, Pops was a real genius.
Ugh, so why the hell
isn't it here?
Sure this was his boat?
Yeah.
Last of the floating
trash heaps
he collected over the years.
He sold it to Sal
before he died.
If the box was so important,
how come he never
mentioned it to you?
You know, I don't think
he liked me much.
And I'm damn sure
he didn't trust me.
Or maybe he was just bad
at telling you things, like,
"Son, you're troubled."
If you don't mind me
asking, uh,
what exactly is your trouble?
I'm a bullet magnet.
If a gun goes off
within 100 yards,
the bullet veers off
towards me.
And how does one
come to find that out?
In Afghanistan.
Yeah, that's, uh,
one hell of a revelation.
Yeah, screwy thing.
My dad knew I was gonna enlist,
yet he never said a word.
He was willing to let me
walk into a battle zone
rather than admit what he was.
What we were.
You know, I, uh--
think your dad and my dad would
have been boozing buddies.
What? You two lose a bar bet?
Okay, slow down, Sal.
I'm sorry.
I was gonna let you know
we were here,
but we were just down here
looking for something
that I thought my dad
might have left behind.
On my boat?
Relax. You're gonna
blow a gasket.
Before it was your boat,
this was the last boat that
my father owned before he died--
The second last boat
that Simon owned.
Not according to his papers.
I don't know about papers.
That's the reason Simon
gave me such a sweet deal
on the lady here.
He was buying a 120
and the owner wanted cash.
A 120?
But you-- Are you sure?
Yeah.
Okay, Sal. Do you
remember the name?
Cape something.
Cape...
Rouge?
Yeah, that's it.
No, no, no, no.
That's impossible.
I won the Cape Rouge
in a poker game
on my 21st birthday, okay?
From who?
Ray Fiegler, up in Castle Rock.
Fiegler, yup.
He's the guy Simon gave her to.
That means...
My father gave me my boat.
Reggie and I were running.
He wanted to back out
of the meeting,
and I grabbed his arm
around mile two.
And then he started
getting sick.
And that's what triggered
your affliction.
I was scared. I ran home.
Found Barry borrowing
my mower and...
He put his arm around me
before I could warn him.
We need to take you
somewhere you'll be safe.
- Uh--
- I understand.
No, you can't take him away.
It's this town.
It's the stress of the meeting
that did this.
I have to go.
Two people are dead
because of me.
Patrick wasn't just planning
on killing me.
If they hadn't spooked him,
he was going to parade
my affliction
around for the whole
world to see.
We have Patrick's prints
all over that building.
He's going to prison.
But what if you
hadn't stopped him?
This town isn't safe
for people like me anymore.
Fine. I'm going with you.
What, just pack up
your whole life?
For what?
Till the troubles are over,
I won't even be able
to touch you.
My sweat kills people.
I don't care.
For better or for worse, right?
Thank God you found
that invite list
Patrick stole from me.
Can you imagine what
people like him would do
with something like that?
I suppose you should have it.
Why don't you keep it?
Can't help those people
where I'm going.
Maybe you can.
Crazy thing is, I still feel bad
I'm gonna miss that meeting.
It's just gonna divide people.
People are already divided.
There's no going back.
All that's left now is for you
to choose a side.
It's going to be
tough for them.
Touching isn't everything.
Trust me.
Oh, I hope they make it.
They will.
Still thinking
about what he said?
About Haven...
Not being safe
for the troubled anymore?
Maybe you're right.
Maybe by shooting the Rev,
I just made things worse.
Ah, you did what you
thought was right.
I don't know
what I think anymore.
Audrey...
I'm serious.
How am I supposed to know
right from wrong
if I don't even know
who the hell I am anymore?
I know who you are.
I do.
Because of you, I...
I can--
Nevermind.
Found this for you.
Whose address is this?
If I'm right,
it's Lucy Ripley's.
How did you get this?
I've been putting together
everything
we've learned about her.
This past year, I--
Uh--
from photos, the Glendowers,
people who remembered her.
I hired a P.I. in Portland.
This is-- it's less than
an hour away.
If you leave now,
you can be there before dark.
Thank you.
I hope she has some answers.
And I hope you come back
and tell me what they are.
Of course.
You know, no matter what
she says or what--what happens,
I'm coming back.
I promise.
You're not just my
partner, either.
I'll be here.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
Are you Lucy Ripley?
My God.
You're really here.
Did someone tell you
that I was coming here?
You did.
27 years ago.
You don't remember anything
about that day?
No.
I'm sorry, honey.
Guess that means
they found you.
Who found me?
Don't know.
Not sure you did either.
But 27 years ago, when you
arrived on my doorstep,
you were on the run.
Scared. Asking all kinds
of crazy questions.
You said you had my memories.
I did? I said that?
Yes.
I couldn't believe it, but--
Okay, so, um--
If I'm not you, and I'm
not Audrey Parker--
I don't know who you are.
And I--I told you I was
from Haven, Maine?
Yes, you said that you'd been
staying there for a while,
and you were helping people
with strange troubles.
Yeah, that seems
to be a pattern.
Someone died.
You discovered
a terrible secret--
How all these troubles started,
and how you could
finally stop them.
So that's why these people
wanted to find me.
No, they were trying
to erase you.
Well, they succeeded.
Because I don't remember
anything
that you're talking about.
You said that I could
never tell anyone about you.
That we'd even met.
Otherwise, they would come
and erase me, too.
And you said the only person
that I could
tell the story to was you,
if you came back.
You said you'd need to know.
Thank you.
All these years,
I've been waiting.
I hope I did the right thing.
Hey, what do you mean?
A few months after you left,
a man came here.
Said there were people after you
and that he could help.
But there was something
about him I--
I didn't tell him anything.
And he was from Haven?
Do you remember his name?
Simon something.
Simon Crocker.
So basically, your dad
buys the cape Rouge
and arranges for the guy
to lose it to you
in a poker game
on your 21st birthday.
Yeah.
Gotta be the smartest plan
he ever came up with.
Maybe he was finally trying
to do something nice for you.
No, more likely,
there's a catch.
A big one.
I got something.
That's good. Good.
Give me some slack.
A little more.
That's it. Good, good, good.
All the time, the bastard had it
stashed right under my nose.
What the hell is all this?
Duke.
Audrey.
We need to talk.
You're not going to believe
what my father
had hidden below decks.
Your father's exactly
why I'm here.
Lucy Ripley.
I found her.
What-- What did she say?
That she knew your father.
That he visited her
27 years ago.
Why?
H-how did he know her?
I don't think that he did.
I think he was looking for me.
Wow. Buddy.
My feelings are actually hurt.
What happened to honor
amongst thieves?
Said I might change my mind.
Yeah. Yeah, you did.
He did.
Duke!
Duke!
Are you okay?
Duke.
What's going on?
Oh, boy.
Where is he?
Don't worry.
He's a freaking Army
Ranger. He's fine.
Did you see what I just did?
You need to show me
what's in that box.
We shouldn't be having
this meeting here.
We are not troubled.
They needed someplace
to have it.
After what happened to Stu--
But Patrick's in jail
for arson.
Nathan will make that stick.
Still, the people were scared.
And I told them
they could have it here.
If people knew what
you were really doing--
I'm helping them.
You're starting a war.
But I will have
no part of that.
Vince.
What happened?
Why didn't you tell me
what I was going after?
Did you get it?
No. Before I realized,
it was too late.
If I'd have told you
what it really was,
you would have been scared
or you'd just kill Duke, right?
He has it?
He cut me.
What should we do?
Well, that's a much longer
conversation.
Nathan. What are
you doing here?
He's probably here
to shut us down.
I'm not gonna shut you down,
Dwight.
The town finds out that
you're at this kind of meeting--
That's risky, Nathan.
Oh, I can't worry about
what the town thinks anymore.
I gotta do
what I think is right.
Sometimes, risks pay off.
Wow.
Whatever the hell it was,
it didn't last for very long.
It happened
right after you cut Dwight.
Is there anything in that box
that might actually tell us why?
Maybe this ledger?
There's some names, there's some
dates, hundreds of years old.
Maybe it's
a Crocker family history.
What? Did you find something?
It's just these
last few pages, I--
I feel like I recognize
the writing.
It's probably just because
it's as bad as mine, but--
My father wrote this.
"Duke, if you're reading this,
then I haven't survived."
Wait, I thought--
I thought that your dad
died in an accident.
Yeah, I'm starting
to think not.
"You are my son.
You are my heir.
It's up to you
to finish my work.
You must kill her."
This must be why your father
was looking for Lucy Ripley.
He was trying to find me.
How did he even know you?
More importantly,
why did he want you to kill me?