Medium (2005–2011): Season 4, Episode 10 - Wicked Game: Part Two - full transcript

Previously on Medium:

You totally saved me.

It's my mom.

Pain in the ass. Thank you so...

Suzie!

According to this,Cynthia Keener had a
daughter named Suzie who went missing in 1998.

Don't scream. Don't scream,okay?

Don't scream. He'll hear you,okay?

I know where he took her,where
he kept her and the others.

The others?

There was at least one other.



Her name was Johanna.

Oh,my God.

Marion Wheeler?

Are you the owner of this store?

Maybe.

Johanna?

Her disappearance in 1998?

My daughter isn't missing.
She's never been missing.

It means you're wrong.

It means I'm actually...

I'm actually angry that that
woman's daughter isn't dead

because she could have been there
for daughter in her final moments,

if in fact,if she was
ever even in that basement.

What does that mean?



It means you're fired.

Slow down. Are you
telling me you think you...

you actually invented something?

Here's the thingit isn't just a toy.

I actually think that it might
have real world applications.

I figure all that's going
to cost about $30,000.

Joe,come on.

$30,000? We don't even have $3,000.

The girl's college money.

There's almost $32,000
just sitting there.

You know I can't do this.

God,isn't life funny?

I mean,this whole marriage has
always been about me believing in you.

Now the one time,the one time,the
shoe ends up on the other foot...

This is not the same thing.

It's exactly the same thing,exactly.

Where are you going?

What does it matter?

Joe...

Stop it,please!

Oh,God... oh,God.Oh,God.

I don't understand why...

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You watching this,or can
I change it to the news?

No,no,it's your bar. Your TV.

Change it to whatever you like.

You and the missus had a blowup,huh?

Yeah. How did you know?

You've been fiddling with that wedding band for
the last hour and every time the phone rings,

you forward it to voicemail.

Want some advice?

Problems at home never
get solved at a bar.

Next time that thing rings,answer it.

Might be an emergency.

Maybe she needs your help.

Reporting live from just
outside Casa Valley Hospital

where the two young women managed to escape
from their captor early this morning...

Actually,it looks like
she's doing just fine.

Looks like she's right
where she wants to be.

Ms. Keener.

One of your colleagues from
Ameritips is asking for you.

She's in the waiting area.

I'm sorry.

I know I'm not supposed to be here.

I'm supposed to be a secret.

I have to talk to you about something.

Everything I've been seeing in my dreams
the last few nights,everything about Suzie--

it happened.

It did not happen.

Not to my daughter,not nine years ago.

We know that now.

What you saw was happening
to Melanie Linder.

You got the faces confused.

- You put Suzie's face where Melanie's was,and...
- No.

I think I got the faces right:

Suzie's,Johanna
Wheeler's,the kidnapper's.

That makes no sense.

Johanna Wheeler was just freed.

Obviously,she wasn't locked up in a
basement with my daughter nine years ago.

I think she was.

What are you saying?

She was in on it.

She and her boyfriend.

He's not the man who took Suzie,but I believe
he and Johanna had the same arrangement.

What do you mean?

They would
target a girl--

someone they both wanted.

And the boyfriend would kidnap her and
throw her in the basement with Johanna

who would pretend to be a fellow victim.

Why would she do that?

Because she's a sociopath.

Because she thinks it's fun.

Because it's all a big game to her.

She likes
befriending them--

getting them to open up,seducing them,keeping
them close to her,and then watching...

their surprise when she betrays them.

Laughing while they're suffering.

Well,I saw Johanna when
they brought her in.

She didn't look like she
was playing a game to me.

She's acting.

For you,for the police,for the media.

She has to.

The last thing she imagined was that Melanie
Linder would get that gun away from her boyfriend

and kill him with it,before
they could kill her.

Well,that's a very
interesting theory,Allison.

The only problem is,Melanie Linder wasn't the
one who wrestled the gun away from the kidnapper.

Melanie Linder wasn't
the one who shot him.

It was Johanna Wheeler.

I'm home.

You smell like beer.

I don't know what to tell you.

It's not our money to use.

It's the girls' money.

I'm sorry.

Do you want to pick up the
girls or you want me to do it?

You're right. You probably
shouldn't be driving.

Please...

please don't.

Please.

Don't.

If you have to take one of us...

take me.

If you take her,she'll just keep crying.

Me...

I can make you believe I like it.

Not yet.

I have to check my messages.

Hey,sweetie,it's Mom.

Listen,Johanna,I'm sorry to bother you with
this,but the strangest thing just happened.

These two women came to
visit me here at the store.

One of them was a private investigator

and they both seemed to be under
the impression that something...

well,that something terrible
happened to you nine years ago.

I mean,obviously they have
the wrong Johanna Wheeler,

but I don't know,I just thought
you should know just in case.

Next message...

Hello,Ms. Wheeler.

My name is Cynthia Keener and I'm
an investigator with Ameritips.

I'm calling because it recently
came to my attention that

you may have some information regarding a
missing persons case involving a Suzanne Keener.

If you'd call me at your earliest
convenience I'd appreciate it.

I can be reached at...

**********

Daddy?

Daddy,you up?

Bridge... You all right?

Everything all right?

Why are you sleeping in here?

I don't know. It's fun.

Sweetie,what is it?

I think you need to
go to the bank,Daddy.

What are you talking about?

Well,you need money,right?

I heard you and Mommy talking about it.

Yeah,but,Bridge,no one at the bank
is just going to give us money.

But they are.

I had a dream about it.

There's this white-haired man working
there,and he wants to give you a bunch of money.

A white-haired man?

Bridge,this
white-haired man--

he wouldn't be Santa by any chance?

Dad,come on.

I'm nine. Trust me.

Allison,what are you doing here?

Do you have any idea what time it is?

Did you leave a message for Johanna Wheeler
after we met her mother the other day?

Well,yes,I did.

I wanted to make absolutely
sure she didn't know my daughter.

Why?

Her mother left her a
message too,at we were asking

Yesterday you asked me if Johanna
and David Draper were partners,

why would she kill him before
they finished their little game.

Well,now I think I know the answer.

It was us,Cynthia.

We're the reason that she killed him.

We spooked her.

This is Peter Connolly,the man that
I saw torturing Suzie in my dreams.

The man I believe was working
with Johanna Wheeler in 1998.

You think that I'm wrong?

Let's talk to Johanna Wheeler.

Let's talk to Peter Connolly.

Can I help you,sir?

Uh,I don't know,maybe.

Um,a friend of mine recommended that I come
and speak to a colleague of yours about a loan,

but I'm having a hard
time remembering his name.

All I know for sure is
that he has white hair.

Oh,you mean Walter.

Walter,yes. Good ol' Walter.

Miss Wheeler?

Do you have a moment?

If you're reporters,the press
conference is downstairs.

I'm not giving any interviews.

Actually,I'm an
investigator with Ameritips.

My name is Cynthia Keener.

You,uh,left a message on my cell,right?

Something about a missing persons case?

That's right.

I listened to it this morning when the
police returned my personal effects,

but I didn't understand it.

No one I know has ever gone missing;

no family,no friends,no
one except myself,really.

I don't see how I could be of any help.

Well,we were wondering if maybe you'd
be willing to look at a few photographs,

tell us if you recognize
any of the people in there.

Of course,if you think it would help.

I'm sorry. I don't know her.

How about this man?

Maybe you'd like to look
again just to make sure.

I've never seen this
man before in my life.

Well,obviously,the anonymous
tip my office received was bogus.

It happens sometimes.

I'm sorry. I'm confused.

Are you saying that someone told you I had
information about a missing persons case?

Well,earlier this week,my
office received a tip that

this man Peter Connolly
abducted two young women in 1998.

He kept them in a basement,raped them
repeatedly,tortured them,then discarded them.

According to the
person who contacted me,

one of these young women
was my daughter Suzie.

The other one was you.

This some sort of joke?

I was kidnapped this week.

I was raped this week.

If the same thing had
happened to me nine years ago,

don't you think I would have
mentioned it to the police?

If this is a joke,it's being
had at both of our expenses.

Obviously,I love my daughter
very much,Miss Wheeler,

and I would do anything to
find out what happened to her,

even risk upsetting you at what
is clearly a very difficult time.

Please forgive me.

Have you talked to him yet,this,uh,this
Connolly person,the one in the photograph?

No,not yet. He's next on our list.Why?

According to the
person who contacted me,

this man Connolly had a lot in common with
the man who kidnapped you and Melanie Linder.

You know,Ms. Dubois and
I keep asking ourselves,

"Was there any connection
between these two men?

"Did they know each other?

"Was there communication
between them at some point?

"Did they frequent the same nightclubs?

Perhaps they trolled
the same chatrooms."

Or who knows?

Maybe they dated the same woman.

I suppose anything is possible.

Very sorry I couldn't be
of more help,Ms. Keener.

Maybe you'll have more luck
with this Connolly fellow.

Who knows? Maybe he'll even
give you a full confession.

I mean,I get the feeling
that without one,you...

you really don't have much
of a case at all,do you?

Thank you for your time,Miss Wheeler.

We'll be in touch.

Absolutely.

Definitely.

I'll see you then.

Don't do this. Don't go.

Ask me about my day.

Ask me who I was on the phone with.

All right. Who were
you on the phone with?

Cynthia Keener.

She finally managed to track down a
current address for Peter Connolly.

We plan on paying him a visit tomorrow.

See if we have better luck rattling
his cage than we did Johanna Wheeler's.

Are you telling me that you're actually
gonna try and provoke a man who,

according to your dreams,repeatedly raped
and then murdered an 18-year-old girl?

That's sort of the only thing we can do.

We don't have any evidence
to bring the police.

Tell me about your day.

You have a meeting or something?

Yeah,you could say that.

With who?

With Walter,the wondrous
white-haired banker.

The man from Bridgette's dream?

He didn't give you the money,did he?

Well,he wanted to.

But...

But we already have two
mortgages on the house,

and since what I really have
is an invention or actually,

just an idea for an
invention,technically,

I don't really qualify
for a small business loan.

Don't do that.

Don't go sleep out there.

I know you're mad at me.

Can't you just be mad at me in here?

I need that money,Allison.

I need you to sign those papers.

****

It's so peaceful here.

It's so quiet.

I could stay here forever and
ever right here on this spot.

Mom

don't say it.

I know what you're gonna say.

I don't want you to say it.

I mean it,Suzie. I'm your mother.

You have to do what I tell you to do.

I'm sorry,Mom. It's time.

I have go back now.

You know how much I love you,don't you?

You only tell me every
freakin' time I see you.

Sweetie,come on.

Your sister's got a test first period.

You can draw after school.

Dad,the man you spoke to at
the bank,did he look like this?

Bridge,nobody looks like this.

Dad,look closer.

Is that a mustache?

Yeah,didn't I tell
you about the mustache?

You spoke to the
wrong white-haired man.

Bridge,there was only
one white-haired man.

No,but that can't be right!

There has to be two!

No,Bridge,come on,sweetie.

It was a dream,all right? Just a dream.

Now can we please just let it go?

No,I'm sorry.

I've never seen her before.

She's been in the news lately,right?

She and another young woman were kidnapped
and held in a basement for a week.

Sound familiar?

You claim never to have seen this
young woman before in your life,

and yet,my office was contacted
by an individual who says that

you and a partner abducted,raped
and murdered her in 1998.

And with each passing day,my team and I
draw ever closer to you and your partner.

Now,it's gonna take a
little while,but that's okay.

We want to build the
strongest case possible.

We want to be thorough.

That's the only way you can
guarantee the death penalty,really.

But then again,you might
come to your senses.

One of you might confess or cut a deal
with the district attorney's office.

That would be the
smarter move,of course.

Piece-of-crap
rowboat.

These shoes are ruined.

This was wrong.

This was a mistake.

What are you talking about?

Never should've let
you talk me into this.

Hey,baby,hey. Relax.It's over now.

What if somebody finds her?

What if they figure out what we did?

No one is gonna find her.

I just made sure of that.

Honestly.

You're a big,blubbering
mess now,but,mark my words,

in a week,you're gonna want another one.

No. Johanna,no.

This was it.

Never again.

We know that she was the
driving force,Mr. Connolly.

We know that she wanted
it more than you did.

It's important that you felt
remorse,that you stopped.

That's gonna mean something to the jury.

She's the one we really
want,Mr. Connolly.

She's the one who's still doing it.

We can go on accusing Johanna Wheeler and
Peter Connolly till we're blue in the face,

but unless we have any evidence...

I'm sorry I don't have more for you.

Oh,there's no need to apologize.

You've done more for me in the past week

than the entire Phoenix Police Department
has done in the last nine years.

Cynthia,I need you to go down that road.

What? Why?

This is the place I saw in my dreams.
You and Suzie's ghost came here to talk.

I've never been here before in my life.

Something I saw at the house.

Piece-of-crap
rowboat.

These shoes are ruined.

The night that Peter and
Johanna disposed of Suzie's body,

they were both dripping wet.

Johanna said something about a rowboat.

I'm praying it's someone else.

Don't know that you should have
hung around after you called,Allison.

People are starting to ask questions
I don't have good answers to.

Well,how long till the
coroner can give us an ID?

Remains have been down
there a good,long time.

All he can tell at this
point is that they're female.

That,and there are three metal pins.

In her left femur?

Suzie had a skiing accident in 1989.

She broke her leg. It's her.

identified the body that was recovered from
the bottom of Tyler Lake earlier this afternoon,

as Suzanne Keener,

a 19-year-old woman who disappeared from the parking
lot of a Phoenix strip mall almost nine years ago.

Channel 9's Dawn Velasquez was able to
catch up with Suzanne's mother,Cynthia,

as she left the coroner's
office a short while ago.

I'm saddened to have the very long
search for my daughter end this way,

but I'm also very encouraged by the great deal of
physical evidence that was recovered with Suzie's body,

so for now,I'm...

I don't remember you saying
anything about physical evidence.

'Cause there wasn't any.

Just an old skeleton in a tarp.

She's bluffing?

She wanted to give the killers
something to think about.

See what shakes out.

Remind me to never play
poker with that woman.

I need you to promise me.

We're gonna pay this money back.

Before we pay down the house,before we buy
any cars,we are going to pay this money back.

We're not gonna need to.

I know that if I can just get this idea
in front of some venture capitalists...

Worst-case scenario.

Worst-case scenario. You have my word.

Fine.

Tomorrow morning.

Whatever you need,I'll sign it.

I suppose you expect me
to sleep with you now.

No,in fact,I've decided I'm
never sleeping with you again.

Well,hold on a second.

Allison?

but I'm also very encouraged by the great deal of
physical evidence that was recovered with Suzie's...

Hello?

Who did you tell about the girl,Peter?

What? Who is this?

Who do you think it is?

Her mother paid me a visit today.

She asked me a bunch of questions,but
I didn't tell her anything.

She said her office received
an anonymous tip about me.

Yeah. She said the same thing to me.

The funny thing is,I never told
a soul about our darling Suzie.

You think that I did?

I don't know.

I mean,between the two of us,you
always did have the more,uh...

delicate constitution.

Well,I-I have wanted to tell.

I've wanted to get it off
my chest for a long time.

I've just never been,um,strong enough.

I believe you.

They said on the news they
found physical evidence.

What do you think they've got,Pete?

Your blood? Your semen?

That body's been at the bottom
of that lake for nine years.

There wouldn't be
anything left but bones.

You think they're bluffing?

Yeah,of course they're bluffing.

I know it's hard,baby,but you...

you've got to be strong for me,okay?

Just... just for a little while longer.

We keep our mouths shut,and
all of this goes away,I promise.

Tell me you can do it. Come on.

Tell me you can be strong.

Sorry.

Hello?

Peter Connolly just called me.

He wants to talk about a deal.

You're kidding me?

No,he keep everything very
hypothetical at this point.

"If I was a party to this.
If I was a party to that."

But I could hear it in his voice.

He's starting to crack.

Cynthia,that's wonderful.

I know,I'm leaving for
his house right now.

I thought you might want to meet me.

Me?

Well,yeah,you started
this thing,Allison.

It seems only fair
you're there to finish it.

Oh,well,I should be an hour or two,tops.

You're sure you're okay with the girls?

Yeah,it's Saturday,babe.

What's there to do but watch
cartoons and eat cereal?

What? What's going on?

Well,it's Saturday. The bank
closes early on Saturdays.

I wanted to go by and sign those papers
for you and deposit this retainer check that

Cynthia gave me for this week.

Cover that check that we
sent to Dr. Bondi on Thursday.

Tu crippling debt es mi crippling debt.

I'll take it to the
bank when Ariel gets up.

You go.

Bring that nice lady some closure.

Everything's covered here.

We'll sign the papers on Monday.

Bye,stinkus.

Did I hear you say
you're going to the bank?

You're not fooling anyone,you know.

What do you mean?

I mean,I know you're only here 'cause
you want to look for the white-haired man.

I can help the next customer.

- I'd like to deposit that,please.
- Sure

Daddy! Daddy,come quick!

I found him! I found him!

Sorry. Excuse me a minute.Bridge...

Daddy!

- Are you all right?
- Are you okay?

Just a little fall. Oh,thank you.Thanks.

Ms. Keener. Mrs. Dubois.

You killed him,didn't you?

You knew he was going to speak with us.

You knew he was going to
give you up,so you shot him.

Ms. Keener,I don't know
what you're talking about.

Peter Connolly. He's dead.

You,uh...

you showed me his photograph,right?

We found him this
morning in his apartment.

The police believe it was a suicide.

Suicide?

Sounds like a guilty conscience to me.

Maybe you were right about him.

Maybe he did have something to
do with your daughter's murder.

Don't play innocent with
me,you little monster.

Ms. Keener...

I'm so sorry about what
happened to your daughter,

and I'm sure that it's the stress of
finding her body after all these years

that's making you act this way.

But I had nothing to do with her death.

I don't know how to
make that any clearer.

And I really think you should leave now
or I'll be forced to call the authorities.

If you think this is over,you're wrong.

I can go to Detective
Scanlon. I can tell him...

Tell him what? We have nothing,Allison.

Nothing but the knowledge she was there.

I'm so sorry.

You know,I used to think that
not knowing was the worst.

But this is worse.

I know exactly what happened.

I know exactly how my
daughter suffered and died.

And there's not the least amount
of justice I can bring to her.

What are you going to do now?

I'm going to bury my daughter.

I'm going to tell her how sorry I am
there was nothing I can do for her.

See you.

- Hello?
- Hello.

I need to tell you
something,but before I do,

I want to assure you that
everything's perfectly fine.

Okay.

I slipped and fell at the bank,and now I'm in
the emergency room at the Casa Valley Hospital.

Oh,my God,Joe,are you all right?

I've got the slightest little fracture
in my wrist,but other than that,I'm fine.

It hardly even hurts at all.

Besides,I've got Bridgette
right here to keep me company.

She's flirting shamelessly
with a handsome young intern.

You'd be very proud.

Are they putting a cast on you?

Are you going to be able
to drive yourself home?

Joe,are you there?

Sweetheart,I think I'm going
to have to call you back.

Mr. Dubois?

Reginald Smythe,Regional
Manager for Phoenix West.

I oversee all of our downtown branches.

I'd offer my hand,but...

15 grand!

15 freakin' grand just
for falling on my ass.

I think I've found my new calling.

I'm gonna be the guy who falls
down in banks for a living.

Someday I'll branch out-- maybe I'll fall
down in grocery stores,maybe even malls.

Too bad you didn't
crack your skull open.

Maybe you could've gotten the
whole 30 grand you were looking for.

I've been giving that some thought.

I'm starting to think that 30
may have been a little grand.

I think that I can do what
I need to with just this 15.

Husband to wife.

I'm trying to tell you we don't need
to touch the girls' college money.

I'm listening. I am.I hear.

That's... that is
great news.It's just...

Cynthia?

I feel like I wish I never started
dreaming about her daughter.

I wish I'd kept it to myself.

I feel like I've done
something incredibly cruel.

You've been doing this for a while,Al.

You know you don't get
the dreams that you get

because you're supposed
to keep them to yourself.

You get them 'cause you're
supposed to try to help people.

Well,how exactly did I help Cynthia?

You know,how is she better off today
knowing the things that I told her?

How's she going to sleep tonight knowing
who killed Suzie,but not be able to prove it?

Well,maybe Cynthia's not the person
you were supposed to help this time.

Now,because of your dreams,you and Cynthia
started asking questions about Johanna Wheeler.

Johanna,in turn,got nervous.

So nervous,in fact,that she killed her
new partner and let Melanie Linder go.

Now,let's say that you had
kept your dreams to yourself.

Let's say that you hadn't risked telling Cynthia some
pretty terrible things that had happened to her daughter.

Where exactly do you think
Melanie Linder would be tonight?

At home with her parents?

Or at the bottom of a
lake right next to Suzie?

You know,for a faithful manservant you have an
uncanny knack at putting things in perspective.

You should see me do windows.

I would love to see that.

Hello?

Allison,it's Cynthia.

I was wondering if you
would meet me someplace.

When she was three years
old,I put Suzie in day care.

Her father had left us.

I needed to go back to work.

It wasn't the greatest place.

I couldn't afford much.

One morning,she came to me crying.

She said she didn't want to go.

The other kids were
mean to her,she said.

They hit her when the
teachers weren't looking.

And she was afraid.

She didn't know what to do.

Well,in those days,I had the
weight of the world on my shoulders.

I was just trying to get through
the week and pay the rent.

And I didn't have time for her
and her little girl problems.

And I got angry with her,and I said,

"Suzie...you've got to
stand up for yourself.

'Cause no one else is gonna
look after you in this life."

She was just three years old.

She was just a baby.

It was my job to look after her.

It was my job to stand up for her.

And now I finally have.

Cynthia...

whose house is this?

It's all right,Allison.

I've called the authorities.

They'll be here in a moment.

What can I do for you,Cynthia?

How can I help?

Take my hand.

Wait with me.

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