Medium (2005–2011): Season 4, Episode 2 - But for the Grace of God - full transcript
Allison has trouble getting a "read" from a victim's possessions, but that might be because of conflict with Ariel who believes she's caught her mother in a lie.
Ooh!
Crisis averted.
All eyes under the age
of nine are closed.
And, miracle of miracles,
the children they
belong to are asleep.
What about Ariel?
What about Ariel?
Let's leave Ariel alone.
She's 14. She's in her room
simultaneously doing homework,
listening to music,
texting her friends
and counting the hours
until she's 18.
Let's not unnecessarily
tax her concentration.
How long was I asleep?
I was only gone ten minutes.
You fell asleep?
I had a dream. This girl,
she was in a car.
She hit a deer.
She was trapped inside.
Is there anyone to notify?
Did you catch
the plate number?
You have any idea
where the accident
might have taken place?
No. Nothing.
I didn't even
see the girl's face.
Okay. Well,
I guess there's not much
to do about it right now, then.
A little help.
Anyway, you were
telling me about this woman.
From Ameritips.
Cynthia Keener.
Why is she paying you?
Why isn't the company that
she works for paying you?
Because I don't work
for that company.
She doesn't want the company
knowing anything about me.
You know, in a lot of ways,
it's kind of like what I used
to do for Devalos.
That was secret.
This is secret.
But why?
I think the job
is all she has.
I think she wants to impress
the people that she works for.
I guess she's hoping
I'll be able
to help her
with some of her cases.
Give her a leg up.
She'll get the glory,
I'll get the 800 bucks a week.
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Allison, look.
Whatever you saw...
Our daughter, Joe.
The danger is not imminent,
if it's even real.
What does that mean?
Come on. The reality is,
Ariel does not dri.
Yet!
Exactly.
Whatever you saw,
it has nothing to do
with the here and now.
I mean, you know as well as I do
she's a good
two-and-a-half years away
from getting behind the wheel
of a car.
So?
So there's still time
to make sure
that it doesn't happen.
In fact, we can guarantee it.
What do you mean, guarantee it?
What kind of car did
she have the accident in?
I have no idea.
Okay. Well, hopefully,
sometime in the next
two-and-a-half years,
you'll have this dream again.
And maybe then
you'll make it a point
to notice what make
and model the car is.
Then we'll make it a point
never to buy
that make
or model car.
Well, maybe it's not our car.
Maybe she borrows it
from a friend or a boyfriend.
Okay, fine. Fine. Look. When and
if you know what kind
of car it is, then
we'll both just go
to Ariel and
we'll tell her.
And she'll make it her business
never to get in one,
much less drive one.
See? It's a lock.
It's a guarantee.
Come on. Let's
get some rest.
She's 16 years
old. Her name's Melanie Daniels.
Apparently, she's
a very good kid.
No history of
trouble or drugs.
She's a junior at Hilldale
High School across town.
She's been missing
since yesterday morning.
She caught the bus
to go to school
but never showed
up at school.
This happened yesterday?
Why? Is something
the matter?
I guess I'm just surprised
that her parents called you
before the police.
Oh, no, no.
They-They didn't call me.
I called them.
I went over to their home,
actually.
Just as soon as the missing
child report came through
on my e-mail,
I drove over and talked
to the mother, and explained
that while
there were several hundred cases
the police were tracking,
for me, this would
be the only one.
That's quite a look
on your face, Mrs. Dubois.
I'm not an ambulance chaser,
but this is how I
make my money,
and I need to strike
while the iron's hot.
Okay.
Um... forgive me.
I'm not certain
how this works.
But I've read online
that people like you,
when they
touch something
that belongs to
a missing person or,
for instance,
a dead person,
um, sometimes you...
you might get vibes
or signals.
Yes? No?
Sometimes. It depends.
Here's the entire contents
of Melanie's locker.
Her mother gave me
permission to borrow it.
I was wondering
if you could do, uh...
whatever it is that you do,
and give me a call.
Hey, Ariel.
Are the Suns going to
make the playoffs this year?
I don't know.
I don't really follow sports.
Well, maybe you
could ask your mom.
I mean, she knows
the future, right?
Come on, man. No, no. no. Just ask her
if she could check
her crystal ball.
Leave her alone, Jeremy.
Just ask her.
Ariel!
Ariel, wait.
What do you want, Connor?
I don't know.
He's a jerk. And I'm a jerk
for hanging around him.
I'm really sorry.
Okay. I heard you.
So, are you going
to that KHBX thing?
What?
KHBX. The radio station.
They have that concert
at the Orpheum every year.
There's, like,
a dozen different groups.
It's on Saturday
during the day.
Did you maybe
want a ticket?
No. That's okay.
I actually don't have the money
for that right now.
No. No. I... I mean,
I would buy it for you.
We'd... we'd
go together.
I'm just warning you.
We're back from school,
and I need your help
with something.
What are you talking about?
Mom? Did Dad tell you?
The most amazing thing happened
to me at school today.
Well, tell me.
This really cute guy- I think
he's in the 11th grade-
asked me to go to a concert with
him on Saturday
at the Orpheum downtown.
Are parents going
to this concert?
No.
And who is
this boy again?
Connor. He's really nice.
Yeah? But we don't
even know him.
And you want to go downtown
into the city?
It's during the day. And how
are you going to get there?
I don't know. We haven't
figured that out yet.
Oh, honey, I don't know.
I think that your mommy and I
are going to have
a problem with this.
I'm 14.
And he's 16.
So?
So we don't know him.
He's so nice. Honest.
And you know this how?
Because I know it!
And, besides, it's a concert!
They'll be tons of people.
Nothing is going to happen.
And you know this because
you've been to so many concerts?
You two are crazy!
Crazy? Really?
You know what
I've been doing all day?
I've been trying
to find a missing girl,
a couple of years older
than you.
Gone. Vanished into thin air.
Okay. So? I'm not her!
And how did it happen?
Was she going to a concert?
No. Actually,
she was going to school.
Okay. Fine.
I'll stop going to school.
Hey! You're not gonna get
your way by being a wise guy.
What difference does it make?
I'm not going
to get my way anyways.
Ariel?
Ariel.
You know, no one is saying
you can't ever go to a concert
without an adult.
No one is saying that
you can't ever go out with boys.
Just not this boy.
Just not this Saturday.
Honey, I know
how you feel.
My mom wouldn't let me go
to a concert alone
until I was 16.
And you know what?
When I finally went,
I realized she was right.
Hey, it's Cynthia Keener.
She wanted to know if
you had anything for her.
She said you'd know
what that meant. Yeah.
Tell her I'm still
working on it.
Tell her I need to
call her back, please.
Ariel...
Fine.
Rose Pelligrini?
Here.
Tommy Radford?
Present.
TEACHER
Allison Rolen?
Here.
Judd Ruben?
Here.
Craig Sampson?
Present.
Jeffrey Simon?
Here.
Gail Simms?
Ari Steinberg?
Present.
Eric Tang?
Right here.
Cassandra Tunstell?
Casey Tunstell?
Tell him you're here,
dufus!
Here.
Gary Pettit?
David Tomsinni?
Here.
Jeff Vanderhagen?
Present.
Kevin Vanderdos?
Here.
Teresa Vennali?
Here.
Regina Watanabe?
Present.
Steve Zennon?
Yup.
Reaction?
Uh, what do you mean?
Jordan Spence! Come
on, pretty great, huh?
Well, I don't know. I mean,
what does he look like?
Okay, don't do that.
Don't take a poop all ovover my
good news just to be funny.
I'm sorry.
It's great.
It's better than great.
It happened just
the way I dreamed it.
Right in front
of my locker.
He was even wearing the shirt
I told you he'd be wearing.
I'm really happy for you, Mo...
Ally.
Did you pick up
your yearbook yet?
Did you see
the pictures of us?
There we are.
Al?
You okay?
What's going on?
It's Ariel.
It's that damn dream.
She can't reach the phone.
She's trapped in that car,
bleeding to death.
Okay...
No, I didn't see
the kind of car.
I didn't see anything.
Just our daughter suffering.
Wh-Wh-What are
you doing?
Oh! Why do I keep
seeing that dream?
I'm not learning
anything from it.
I'm not seeing anything
that I haven't seen already.
Okay, well,
call me crazy,
but, you know, she's
not speaking to you,
you just had a big
fight with your daughter.
so maybe you're bringing that
anxiety back into bed with you.
You know what the irony is?
There is a girl out there
who really needs my help,
who really is in trouble,
and I have nothing for her.
I touch her things, I get nothing.
I touch her hairbrush,
I see her hair.
I touch her contact lens
case, I see her eyes.
I'm not even sure
any of it is real.
I so badly want
to see something.
Did you call that
Keener woman back?
No.
I'm gonna see her tomorrow.
I'm not looking forward to it.
You know, I...
have nothing for her.
Well, I don't understand.
I gave you all those
things that belong to her,
and you come up
with nothing?
It doesn't work that way;
I'm not a Geiger counter.
You can't just flip a switch
and turn it on.
Sometimes it just...
doesn't happen.
Still, you do
expect to get paid.
I don't work for charity.
Neither do you.
I mean, how did it work with
the District Attorney?
Surely there must have been
some level of reliability.
He wouldn't have kept you around
all that time if there weren't.
It was completely different.
He didn't keep me
at home hiding.
I got to go to the crime scenes,
talk to the victims,
to their families.
Well, that would rather seem
to defeat the
purpose, wouldn't it?
I mean, this is supposed
to be about me, not you.
Who are you going to see?
You're going to see someone.
It has something to do
with this case.
Take me with you.
Are you playing me?
You've already paid me
for the week.
Why wouldn't you want
to get your money's worth?
All Right
There's a boyfriend, 2 years older,
already dropped out of school.
Swears he has no absolutely
no idea where she is.
The polygraph
seems to back that up.
The police seem to think she
was on her way to his apartment.
What do you mean?
Oh, come on,
it's not The DaVinci Code.
She told everyone she
was going to school that day,
and, in fact,
she got off the bus,
made her way
towards his apartment.
At least that's
the theory du jour.
I've talked
to Melanie's parents.
I've asked them
to call the boy,
and find out if
I can interview him.
It's not a sure thing;
they haven't said yes.
After all, I haven't given them
a lot for their money so far.
It's going to happen.
You should take me with you.
You're completely playing me.
Fine, if it doesn't happen,
don't take me with you.
I'm just trying to earn my keep.
You said he was 18.
He's not going to know who I am.
You can introduce me
as whoever you want.
I'll think about it.
See this picture?
That's my mom.
And the girl next to her, that's
the girl that
I was in my dream.
Okay... but it's
still just a dream.
No, you don't understand.
I saw this picture
in this yearbook,
only that was me
where that girl is now,
in the exact same pose,
in exactly the same clothes.
Well, maybe you've seen
this book before.
Maybe you saw that picture,
and it just got
stuck in your head.
But I haven't;
I've never even heard my mom
mention a girl named Casey before.
Well... maybe you
should tell her.
Maybe you should tell your mom about
your dream, about this yearbook.
No. No, no...
no way.
I'm so mad at her.
It's weird.
She was so cool in my dream.
So into the boy who
asked her to the dance.
She would be so disappointed
if she could see
how she turned out.
Okay, here's my strategy.
I'm paying the mortgage.
Everything else I'm paying,
but I'm paying with a credit card,
which I'm not paying.
You listening?
It's important
that you know these details
so that you can testify
in my defense
when they throw me
into debtor's prison.
Well, I look at these things,
I see nothing.
Well, I see things.
You know what?
We'll live without the 800 bucks.
No, it's not that.
It's this girl.
Well, I want to help her.
I want to help her parents.
I don't know
what to say, Al.
You know, if you were meant to
be of help, you'd be of help.
You keep telling me what a
jerk this Cynthia woman is.
Huh. So maybe that's the news here.
Maybe you're not supposed
to be working with her
on this or
any other case.
Al, it's 11:00.
Would you go in?
I'll be in in a second.
Ariel?
Hey, Ariel, I know
you're not asleep.
I know you're still
mad at me...
I don't know
what to tell you.
You're 14.
There'll be
other concerts.
There'll be other boys.
I just... I can't.
* There is freedom within *
* There is freedom
without *
* Try to catch the deluge
in a paper cup *
* There's a battle ahead *
* Many battles are lost *
Come on, Casey, sing along.
*... the road while you're
traveling with me *
* Hey now, hey now *
Allison!
Okay, I'm shutting it off!
* Hey now *
I hate my mother.
Don't say that.
Why not? You say it all the time
about your parents.
I do?
I hate my parents and
I hate Jordan Spence.
How could he break up with me
just before summer vacation?
I don't know.
How could he break up with you
just before summer vacation?
You know what I was gonna get
him for his birthday?
Know what my big
surprise was gonna be?
Tickets to Crowded House,
his favorite band.
I've never
heard of them.
Really?
Jordan turned me on to them and
now they're like my favorite.
They're coming to
the Orpheum downtown.
I've been saving up money
for months.
You want to go anyway,
you and me?
What are you talking about?
I can't afford that.
I'll lend you the money,
I've got it right here.
Wait a minute, you're not
allowed to go to concerts.
Not until you're 16.
I know.
And neither are you.
What did your father say
the last time
they caught you sneaking
out of the house?
One more time and
they're sending you
to live with
your aunt in Germany.
Well, I'm not waiting a whole
other year to live my life.
I'm not.
The tickets go on sale tomorrow
and I know that they're gonna
sell out in no time.
We should definitely go.
But it's the Orpheum downtown.
And if our mothers
don't take us,
then how are we gonna get there?
This is downtown.
And here's the Orpheum
box office
right on Adams.
Okay.
Well, according to this,
the M-14 bus runs
right up and down Adams.
And what just happens to be at
the other end of Adams?
Why, the Moonlight Roller Rink,
of course.
Okay, but I still don't get it.
Sure you do. I get my mom to
drop us off in the morning,
we hop the bus downtown,
buy the tickets,
then hop on the bus back in time
for your mom to pick us up
at the roller rink.
Oh, my God, I think
that could work.
Of course it'll work.
Why wouldn't it work?
Oh, my God, that could work.
Oh, my God,?
Hey, you see that?
All bad things
don't necessarily
come to an end.
It's Cynthia Keener for you.
I'm taking the girls
to that matinee.
No candy.
No money.
Hello?
Any dreams?
Any breakthroughs?
Afraid not.
Melanie's parents
called the boyfriend.
He's agreed to meet me tonight.
You still interested
in being there?
You still interested
in having me?
Well, like you said,
I already paid you.
I might as well get
my money's worth.
I'll tell him to come around
to that little coffee shop
we meet at.
Can you be there at 7:00?
Oh, wait.
That's about the time
I'm supposed to pick up
my daughter and her friend
from the roller rink.
And my husband just left.
You know what?
I'll just pick them up
a little early.
I can get them both back here
and still be able to get there.
Thank you for doing this.
That's the third time
you've thanked me.
Do you think I'm awful?
No. I think you've got a date
with Connor Widomski.
That says it all.
And besides,
your mom lied to you.
I wish you
could've seen her.
She was so cool.
Didn't care when her
parents told her no.
See? You're just doing
what she would've done.
You're just doing
what she did.
I know I'm a little early;
something came up.
Where's Ariel?
Ariel!
Ariel!
I just want
to let you know
I'm probably not going
to be able to make it.
Something came up that's
out of my control.
I am truly sorry.
I don't understand.
Well, to be honest,
I don't really understand myself.
Cynthia, I don't know
what to say.
Well, neither do I.
You lied to us?
Yeah, well, she lied to me.
Excuse me- lie to you?!
It wasn't me who got on a bus
and went downtown
when they were
told not to.
Yeah, well,
as a matter of fact, it was.
What is she
talking about?
What are you talking about?
You.
You're such a liar.
No concerts until
you were 16?
Yes, I did not go to
a concert by myself
until I was 16-
what is your point?
There it is-
you're doing it again.
You're lying.
I happen to know that
you did go to a concert
with your best friend Casey,
and you did it when
you were in the ninth grade.
Even though
you weren't 16,
even though your parents
said you couldn't.
What?!
And you want to know
how you bought the tickets?
Your told your mom
you were going to go skate,
and you took a bus downtown.
What is going on here?
Is any of this true?
Who told you that?
Nobody told me anything.
I saw it.
I dreamt it.
You had a dream
about me and Casey?
Yeah. Only I was her.
I was Casey.
And you were so cool, Mom.
I liked you, so much...
Is she still crying?
No. She's finally asleep.
And you can't sleep
and cry.
She said it had been
the best day of her life
and I made it the worst
day of her life.
Want to hear the funny part? Mm.
You know that concert
she's talking about-
I never even
made it there.
No?
We got a ride with
this senior who had a car.
He and his buddies were drinking
and smoking the whole way.
We finally got there, we were
about to go into the Orpheum,
and there's this cop
at the window.
And when he saw how young
Casey and I were,
he put us in his squad car
and drove us home.
So you really were 16 when
you went to your first concert.
Mm-hmm.
Oh.
So who is this friend-
the one that she's
dreaming about?
Casey Tunstell.
I haven't
spoken to her since, well...
pretty much since the night
of that concert, practically.
We stopped hanging out
after that.
I figure her parents must've
found out it was all my idea.
She just started avoiding me.
I guess they forbade her
to see me.
You know how that goes.
Last chance before
the main event.
We told you "no. "
What's the problem?
Don't you girls know
how to have fun?
Look at her-
she's shaking.
I told you she just doesn't
want to get in trouble.
Her parents are
really strict.
Come on, we're here.
Let's just go inside.
My goodness.
That's a fragrant aroma
coming from your vehicle.
Can I see your license,
please, sir?
Says here you're 17,
young man.
How about you two
in the back?
You sure look
young to me.
Either of you old enough
to have a license?
Huh?
I didn't think so.
Your parents know that
you're hanging out with boys,
drinking and smoking?
We didn't drink
or smoke anything.
We just needed a ride.
You two planning on going
to the concert tonight?
Yes, we were, sir.
All right, I'm gonna
cut you some slack.
Get out.
What I want you to do
is go in there and sober up.
And I'm gonna be out here
waiting for you
when the concert's over.
And if either one
of you looks
the least bit squirrelly
to me,
not only will you not
be getting behind the wheel
of this car tonight,
but I will see to it
that neither one of you ever
gets behind the wheel
of a motor vehicle ever again.
You read me?
Yeah. Thank you, Officer.
Okay.
Now, ladies, one more time,
do your parents know
that you're here,
either of you?
Yeah, they know.
Okay, well, give me their phone
numbers, each of you,
and I'll give 'em a call
and confirm that.
I thought so.
Why don't you hop out there?
Get in my car.
I'm taking you ladies home.
Are you gonna
be okay?
Are your parents
gonna be okay?
I remember how they got
that last time.
I'm so sorry, Case.
I can't believe this.
Who knows?
Maybe it's just a dream.
Maybe I'll just wake up.
You poor thing.
Briarwood Place, you said?
Uh-huh.
What I should do right now
is walk up to that door,
knock on it
and tell your folks
where it is I found
you tonight,
but I'm not gonna do that
'cause I suspect
you're smart enough
to know when you've dodged
a bullet.
Now get out of here.
Can my friend come with me?
Her parents, they're
not gonna understand.
Why don't you let me worry
about that?
Or would you rather I escort you
to your door?
No, that's okay.
What'd you say your
name was, young lady?
Casey.
Well, it sounds like your
parents are real strict, huh?
Yeah, that's what I hear.
Yeah. They wouldn't be
too happy if they found out
what you were doing tonight,
would they?
Yeah, but you're not really
gonna tell them.
Well, that depends.
There's my street.
I suppose I could
do you a favor
and not say anything.
You're passing it.
First, you have
to do me a favor.
I'd really like to wake up now.
Pardon me?
Did you say something?
You missed my street.
It's okay.
We're just talking,
getting to know each other.
Okay, I'd really like
to wake up now!
You're a pretty girl,
Casey.
Know that?
A really pretty girl.
Ariel!
You okay?
What is it?
What is it?!
I couldn't wake up!
I couldn't wake up!
It was so horrible!
I couldn't make it stop...
She's asleep
in our bed.
Well, I'm grateful
that someone is.
Um, I got to ask.
How much of that
actually happened?
Want to hear something scary?
All of it. At least
all of it I was there for.
It happened just like that.
I never heard about
Casey being attacked.
You did say you didn't see
that much of her
after that night.
You know, I don't think
I ever spoke to her after that.
I always assumed
it was her parents.
You know what?
I have to find her.
I have to talk
to her about this.
Tunstell.
T- U-N-S-T-E-L-L.
You know, she could
be married by now.
Her first name,
you know,
could be Cassandra,
for all I know.
I found her, I think.
Well, what
took you so long?
Okay, this is from
the Flagstaff Examiner.
"Pinecrest resident
Casey Tunstell... "
What? What?
Why'd you stop reading?
Ah, she's dead, Al.
Killed in a car accident
almost 12 years ago.
Oh, my God, Casey...
According to this,
she hit a deer.
You know, in all those dreams,
Ariel was Casey.
in the car wreck dreams
that I had
and the high school dreams
that Ariel had.
I just, I can't figure out
the why of it.
I mean, why show us
these things now?
What does it have
to do with anything?
I don't know. It doesn't
make any sense.
A guy attacked her
20 years ago
and she didn't say anything
then when she was alive.
I mean, why now?
That cop was some judge
of character.
He knew the only way
that Casey could accuse him
of anything would be for her
to tell her parents,
to admit to them
that she snuck out again,
that she disobeyed them again.
And he could sense
she would never do that.
What I don't get
is why I didn't see it.
I was in that car
with him, too.
I let him drive off with her.
Come on, Allison.
You're a teenager.
He's a police officer.
I mean, how do you not
get in that car?
Wait a minute.
Say that again.
When you're that age,
when you're in high school,
I mean, how do you not get
into a police officer's car
when he tells you to?
Good morning.
Good morning. I appreciate you
coming over so quickly.
Oh, that's all right.
I needed to see you anyway.
Now's as good a time as any.
This, uh, obviously isn't
working out.
It's certainly not working out
for me, for my clients.
Melanie's parents
have called in the FBI.
I'll need her books
and things back.
I've been asked to surrender
them to the federal authorities.
As for the money I've paid
you to date, well...
But, uh, going forward,
I don't really believe
there is any going forward.
Well, I am sorry
that you feel that way,
especially now that I have
a pretty good idea
how to find her and I was
counting on you for your help,
but let me go get those books.
Um, Allison...
Uh, let me see if I understand
this correctly.
You want a copy of
the I.D. photos
of every officer
working in 1987.
I do.
Wouldn't it just be simpler
to bring whoever
this secret informant is
into the station here
and have him or her
just look over the files?
It's not gonna happen,
Detective.
And time is of the essence.
It's our guy.
Can I help you?
Ben Talmadge?
Officer Ben Talmadge.
What can I do for you,
Detective?
I was wondering if I might
take a look inside your house.
You have a warrant?
No, but I can
get one.
We can all wait
around till it arrives,
or you can invite me in
to take a look around.
You know, I retire...
a week and a half.
Made a lot of, a lot of plans.
A lot of preparations.
You're not gonna do anything
to screw that up,
are you, Detective?
That'd be up to you, sir.
That'd be up to you.
16-year-old Melanie Daniels
was rescued late this evening
after being missing
for four days,
based on information supplied
by Ameritips,
which aided in the investigation
at the parents' request.
Her abductor, a policeman,
is believed to have lured
the 16-year-old
into his patrol car
and kept her prisoner in the
basement of his home...
Come on.
Time to get up,
go to bed.
It's 2:00
in the morning.
Wait a second. I was watching that.
No, you weren't.
That's the 2:00 a.m.
rebroadcast of the 11:00 news.
You've seen it already.
To hear them tell it,
Ameritips did the whole
thing by themselves.
Your friend Cynthia's
gonna be very happy.
No mention of you,
no mention of Ariel.
Well, that's fine
with me.
I'm just happy
that the girl's safe
and I'm still on the payroll.
You go ahead.
I'll be in in a minute.
* There is freedom within *
* There is freedom without *
* Try to catch the deluge
in a paper cup... *
You know, I'm really glad
we're doing this.
You don't hate me?
Come on, Mom.
I wouldn't be having
this dream if I hated you.
* Many battles are lost, but
you'll never see *
* The end of the road while
you're traveling with me *
* Hey now, hey now,
don't dream it's over... *
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Crisis averted.
All eyes under the age
of nine are closed.
And, miracle of miracles,
the children they
belong to are asleep.
What about Ariel?
What about Ariel?
Let's leave Ariel alone.
She's 14. She's in her room
simultaneously doing homework,
listening to music,
texting her friends
and counting the hours
until she's 18.
Let's not unnecessarily
tax her concentration.
How long was I asleep?
I was only gone ten minutes.
You fell asleep?
I had a dream. This girl,
she was in a car.
She hit a deer.
She was trapped inside.
Is there anyone to notify?
Did you catch
the plate number?
You have any idea
where the accident
might have taken place?
No. Nothing.
I didn't even
see the girl's face.
Okay. Well,
I guess there's not much
to do about it right now, then.
A little help.
Anyway, you were
telling me about this woman.
From Ameritips.
Cynthia Keener.
Why is she paying you?
Why isn't the company that
she works for paying you?
Because I don't work
for that company.
She doesn't want the company
knowing anything about me.
You know, in a lot of ways,
it's kind of like what I used
to do for Devalos.
That was secret.
This is secret.
But why?
I think the job
is all she has.
I think she wants to impress
the people that she works for.
I guess she's hoping
I'll be able
to help her
with some of her cases.
Give her a leg up.
She'll get the glory,
I'll get the 800 bucks a week.
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Allison, look.
Whatever you saw...
Our daughter, Joe.
The danger is not imminent,
if it's even real.
What does that mean?
Come on. The reality is,
Ariel does not dri.
Yet!
Exactly.
Whatever you saw,
it has nothing to do
with the here and now.
I mean, you know as well as I do
she's a good
two-and-a-half years away
from getting behind the wheel
of a car.
So?
So there's still time
to make sure
that it doesn't happen.
In fact, we can guarantee it.
What do you mean, guarantee it?
What kind of car did
she have the accident in?
I have no idea.
Okay. Well, hopefully,
sometime in the next
two-and-a-half years,
you'll have this dream again.
And maybe then
you'll make it a point
to notice what make
and model the car is.
Then we'll make it a point
never to buy
that make
or model car.
Well, maybe it's not our car.
Maybe she borrows it
from a friend or a boyfriend.
Okay, fine. Fine. Look. When and
if you know what kind
of car it is, then
we'll both just go
to Ariel and
we'll tell her.
And she'll make it her business
never to get in one,
much less drive one.
See? It's a lock.
It's a guarantee.
Come on. Let's
get some rest.
She's 16 years
old. Her name's Melanie Daniels.
Apparently, she's
a very good kid.
No history of
trouble or drugs.
She's a junior at Hilldale
High School across town.
She's been missing
since yesterday morning.
She caught the bus
to go to school
but never showed
up at school.
This happened yesterday?
Why? Is something
the matter?
I guess I'm just surprised
that her parents called you
before the police.
Oh, no, no.
They-They didn't call me.
I called them.
I went over to their home,
actually.
Just as soon as the missing
child report came through
on my e-mail,
I drove over and talked
to the mother, and explained
that while
there were several hundred cases
the police were tracking,
for me, this would
be the only one.
That's quite a look
on your face, Mrs. Dubois.
I'm not an ambulance chaser,
but this is how I
make my money,
and I need to strike
while the iron's hot.
Okay.
Um... forgive me.
I'm not certain
how this works.
But I've read online
that people like you,
when they
touch something
that belongs to
a missing person or,
for instance,
a dead person,
um, sometimes you...
you might get vibes
or signals.
Yes? No?
Sometimes. It depends.
Here's the entire contents
of Melanie's locker.
Her mother gave me
permission to borrow it.
I was wondering
if you could do, uh...
whatever it is that you do,
and give me a call.
Hey, Ariel.
Are the Suns going to
make the playoffs this year?
I don't know.
I don't really follow sports.
Well, maybe you
could ask your mom.
I mean, she knows
the future, right?
Come on, man. No, no. no. Just ask her
if she could check
her crystal ball.
Leave her alone, Jeremy.
Just ask her.
Ariel!
Ariel, wait.
What do you want, Connor?
I don't know.
He's a jerk. And I'm a jerk
for hanging around him.
I'm really sorry.
Okay. I heard you.
So, are you going
to that KHBX thing?
What?
KHBX. The radio station.
They have that concert
at the Orpheum every year.
There's, like,
a dozen different groups.
It's on Saturday
during the day.
Did you maybe
want a ticket?
No. That's okay.
I actually don't have the money
for that right now.
No. No. I... I mean,
I would buy it for you.
We'd... we'd
go together.
I'm just warning you.
We're back from school,
and I need your help
with something.
What are you talking about?
Mom? Did Dad tell you?
The most amazing thing happened
to me at school today.
Well, tell me.
This really cute guy- I think
he's in the 11th grade-
asked me to go to a concert with
him on Saturday
at the Orpheum downtown.
Are parents going
to this concert?
No.
And who is
this boy again?
Connor. He's really nice.
Yeah? But we don't
even know him.
And you want to go downtown
into the city?
It's during the day. And how
are you going to get there?
I don't know. We haven't
figured that out yet.
Oh, honey, I don't know.
I think that your mommy and I
are going to have
a problem with this.
I'm 14.
And he's 16.
So?
So we don't know him.
He's so nice. Honest.
And you know this how?
Because I know it!
And, besides, it's a concert!
They'll be tons of people.
Nothing is going to happen.
And you know this because
you've been to so many concerts?
You two are crazy!
Crazy? Really?
You know what
I've been doing all day?
I've been trying
to find a missing girl,
a couple of years older
than you.
Gone. Vanished into thin air.
Okay. So? I'm not her!
And how did it happen?
Was she going to a concert?
No. Actually,
she was going to school.
Okay. Fine.
I'll stop going to school.
Hey! You're not gonna get
your way by being a wise guy.
What difference does it make?
I'm not going
to get my way anyways.
Ariel?
Ariel.
You know, no one is saying
you can't ever go to a concert
without an adult.
No one is saying that
you can't ever go out with boys.
Just not this boy.
Just not this Saturday.
Honey, I know
how you feel.
My mom wouldn't let me go
to a concert alone
until I was 16.
And you know what?
When I finally went,
I realized she was right.
Hey, it's Cynthia Keener.
She wanted to know if
you had anything for her.
She said you'd know
what that meant. Yeah.
Tell her I'm still
working on it.
Tell her I need to
call her back, please.
Ariel...
Fine.
Rose Pelligrini?
Here.
Tommy Radford?
Present.
TEACHER
Allison Rolen?
Here.
Judd Ruben?
Here.
Craig Sampson?
Present.
Jeffrey Simon?
Here.
Gail Simms?
Ari Steinberg?
Present.
Eric Tang?
Right here.
Cassandra Tunstell?
Casey Tunstell?
Tell him you're here,
dufus!
Here.
Gary Pettit?
David Tomsinni?
Here.
Jeff Vanderhagen?
Present.
Kevin Vanderdos?
Here.
Teresa Vennali?
Here.
Regina Watanabe?
Present.
Steve Zennon?
Yup.
Reaction?
Uh, what do you mean?
Jordan Spence! Come
on, pretty great, huh?
Well, I don't know. I mean,
what does he look like?
Okay, don't do that.
Don't take a poop all ovover my
good news just to be funny.
I'm sorry.
It's great.
It's better than great.
It happened just
the way I dreamed it.
Right in front
of my locker.
He was even wearing the shirt
I told you he'd be wearing.
I'm really happy for you, Mo...
Ally.
Did you pick up
your yearbook yet?
Did you see
the pictures of us?
There we are.
Al?
You okay?
What's going on?
It's Ariel.
It's that damn dream.
She can't reach the phone.
She's trapped in that car,
bleeding to death.
Okay...
No, I didn't see
the kind of car.
I didn't see anything.
Just our daughter suffering.
Wh-Wh-What are
you doing?
Oh! Why do I keep
seeing that dream?
I'm not learning
anything from it.
I'm not seeing anything
that I haven't seen already.
Okay, well,
call me crazy,
but, you know, she's
not speaking to you,
you just had a big
fight with your daughter.
so maybe you're bringing that
anxiety back into bed with you.
You know what the irony is?
There is a girl out there
who really needs my help,
who really is in trouble,
and I have nothing for her.
I touch her things, I get nothing.
I touch her hairbrush,
I see her hair.
I touch her contact lens
case, I see her eyes.
I'm not even sure
any of it is real.
I so badly want
to see something.
Did you call that
Keener woman back?
No.
I'm gonna see her tomorrow.
I'm not looking forward to it.
You know, I...
have nothing for her.
Well, I don't understand.
I gave you all those
things that belong to her,
and you come up
with nothing?
It doesn't work that way;
I'm not a Geiger counter.
You can't just flip a switch
and turn it on.
Sometimes it just...
doesn't happen.
Still, you do
expect to get paid.
I don't work for charity.
Neither do you.
I mean, how did it work with
the District Attorney?
Surely there must have been
some level of reliability.
He wouldn't have kept you around
all that time if there weren't.
It was completely different.
He didn't keep me
at home hiding.
I got to go to the crime scenes,
talk to the victims,
to their families.
Well, that would rather seem
to defeat the
purpose, wouldn't it?
I mean, this is supposed
to be about me, not you.
Who are you going to see?
You're going to see someone.
It has something to do
with this case.
Take me with you.
Are you playing me?
You've already paid me
for the week.
Why wouldn't you want
to get your money's worth?
All Right
There's a boyfriend, 2 years older,
already dropped out of school.
Swears he has no absolutely
no idea where she is.
The polygraph
seems to back that up.
The police seem to think she
was on her way to his apartment.
What do you mean?
Oh, come on,
it's not The DaVinci Code.
She told everyone she
was going to school that day,
and, in fact,
she got off the bus,
made her way
towards his apartment.
At least that's
the theory du jour.
I've talked
to Melanie's parents.
I've asked them
to call the boy,
and find out if
I can interview him.
It's not a sure thing;
they haven't said yes.
After all, I haven't given them
a lot for their money so far.
It's going to happen.
You should take me with you.
You're completely playing me.
Fine, if it doesn't happen,
don't take me with you.
I'm just trying to earn my keep.
You said he was 18.
He's not going to know who I am.
You can introduce me
as whoever you want.
I'll think about it.
See this picture?
That's my mom.
And the girl next to her, that's
the girl that
I was in my dream.
Okay... but it's
still just a dream.
No, you don't understand.
I saw this picture
in this yearbook,
only that was me
where that girl is now,
in the exact same pose,
in exactly the same clothes.
Well, maybe you've seen
this book before.
Maybe you saw that picture,
and it just got
stuck in your head.
But I haven't;
I've never even heard my mom
mention a girl named Casey before.
Well... maybe you
should tell her.
Maybe you should tell your mom about
your dream, about this yearbook.
No. No, no...
no way.
I'm so mad at her.
It's weird.
She was so cool in my dream.
So into the boy who
asked her to the dance.
She would be so disappointed
if she could see
how she turned out.
Okay, here's my strategy.
I'm paying the mortgage.
Everything else I'm paying,
but I'm paying with a credit card,
which I'm not paying.
You listening?
It's important
that you know these details
so that you can testify
in my defense
when they throw me
into debtor's prison.
Well, I look at these things,
I see nothing.
Well, I see things.
You know what?
We'll live without the 800 bucks.
No, it's not that.
It's this girl.
Well, I want to help her.
I want to help her parents.
I don't know
what to say, Al.
You know, if you were meant to
be of help, you'd be of help.
You keep telling me what a
jerk this Cynthia woman is.
Huh. So maybe that's the news here.
Maybe you're not supposed
to be working with her
on this or
any other case.
Al, it's 11:00.
Would you go in?
I'll be in in a second.
Ariel?
Hey, Ariel, I know
you're not asleep.
I know you're still
mad at me...
I don't know
what to tell you.
You're 14.
There'll be
other concerts.
There'll be other boys.
I just... I can't.
* There is freedom within *
* There is freedom
without *
* Try to catch the deluge
in a paper cup *
* There's a battle ahead *
* Many battles are lost *
Come on, Casey, sing along.
*... the road while you're
traveling with me *
* Hey now, hey now *
Allison!
Okay, I'm shutting it off!
* Hey now *
I hate my mother.
Don't say that.
Why not? You say it all the time
about your parents.
I do?
I hate my parents and
I hate Jordan Spence.
How could he break up with me
just before summer vacation?
I don't know.
How could he break up with you
just before summer vacation?
You know what I was gonna get
him for his birthday?
Know what my big
surprise was gonna be?
Tickets to Crowded House,
his favorite band.
I've never
heard of them.
Really?
Jordan turned me on to them and
now they're like my favorite.
They're coming to
the Orpheum downtown.
I've been saving up money
for months.
You want to go anyway,
you and me?
What are you talking about?
I can't afford that.
I'll lend you the money,
I've got it right here.
Wait a minute, you're not
allowed to go to concerts.
Not until you're 16.
I know.
And neither are you.
What did your father say
the last time
they caught you sneaking
out of the house?
One more time and
they're sending you
to live with
your aunt in Germany.
Well, I'm not waiting a whole
other year to live my life.
I'm not.
The tickets go on sale tomorrow
and I know that they're gonna
sell out in no time.
We should definitely go.
But it's the Orpheum downtown.
And if our mothers
don't take us,
then how are we gonna get there?
This is downtown.
And here's the Orpheum
box office
right on Adams.
Okay.
Well, according to this,
the M-14 bus runs
right up and down Adams.
And what just happens to be at
the other end of Adams?
Why, the Moonlight Roller Rink,
of course.
Okay, but I still don't get it.
Sure you do. I get my mom to
drop us off in the morning,
we hop the bus downtown,
buy the tickets,
then hop on the bus back in time
for your mom to pick us up
at the roller rink.
Oh, my God, I think
that could work.
Of course it'll work.
Why wouldn't it work?
Oh, my God, that could work.
Oh, my God,?
Hey, you see that?
All bad things
don't necessarily
come to an end.
It's Cynthia Keener for you.
I'm taking the girls
to that matinee.
No candy.
No money.
Hello?
Any dreams?
Any breakthroughs?
Afraid not.
Melanie's parents
called the boyfriend.
He's agreed to meet me tonight.
You still interested
in being there?
You still interested
in having me?
Well, like you said,
I already paid you.
I might as well get
my money's worth.
I'll tell him to come around
to that little coffee shop
we meet at.
Can you be there at 7:00?
Oh, wait.
That's about the time
I'm supposed to pick up
my daughter and her friend
from the roller rink.
And my husband just left.
You know what?
I'll just pick them up
a little early.
I can get them both back here
and still be able to get there.
Thank you for doing this.
That's the third time
you've thanked me.
Do you think I'm awful?
No. I think you've got a date
with Connor Widomski.
That says it all.
And besides,
your mom lied to you.
I wish you
could've seen her.
She was so cool.
Didn't care when her
parents told her no.
See? You're just doing
what she would've done.
You're just doing
what she did.
I know I'm a little early;
something came up.
Where's Ariel?
Ariel!
Ariel!
I just want
to let you know
I'm probably not going
to be able to make it.
Something came up that's
out of my control.
I am truly sorry.
I don't understand.
Well, to be honest,
I don't really understand myself.
Cynthia, I don't know
what to say.
Well, neither do I.
You lied to us?
Yeah, well, she lied to me.
Excuse me- lie to you?!
It wasn't me who got on a bus
and went downtown
when they were
told not to.
Yeah, well,
as a matter of fact, it was.
What is she
talking about?
What are you talking about?
You.
You're such a liar.
No concerts until
you were 16?
Yes, I did not go to
a concert by myself
until I was 16-
what is your point?
There it is-
you're doing it again.
You're lying.
I happen to know that
you did go to a concert
with your best friend Casey,
and you did it when
you were in the ninth grade.
Even though
you weren't 16,
even though your parents
said you couldn't.
What?!
And you want to know
how you bought the tickets?
Your told your mom
you were going to go skate,
and you took a bus downtown.
What is going on here?
Is any of this true?
Who told you that?
Nobody told me anything.
I saw it.
I dreamt it.
You had a dream
about me and Casey?
Yeah. Only I was her.
I was Casey.
And you were so cool, Mom.
I liked you, so much...
Is she still crying?
No. She's finally asleep.
And you can't sleep
and cry.
She said it had been
the best day of her life
and I made it the worst
day of her life.
Want to hear the funny part? Mm.
You know that concert
she's talking about-
I never even
made it there.
No?
We got a ride with
this senior who had a car.
He and his buddies were drinking
and smoking the whole way.
We finally got there, we were
about to go into the Orpheum,
and there's this cop
at the window.
And when he saw how young
Casey and I were,
he put us in his squad car
and drove us home.
So you really were 16 when
you went to your first concert.
Mm-hmm.
Oh.
So who is this friend-
the one that she's
dreaming about?
Casey Tunstell.
I haven't
spoken to her since, well...
pretty much since the night
of that concert, practically.
We stopped hanging out
after that.
I figure her parents must've
found out it was all my idea.
She just started avoiding me.
I guess they forbade her
to see me.
You know how that goes.
Last chance before
the main event.
We told you "no. "
What's the problem?
Don't you girls know
how to have fun?
Look at her-
she's shaking.
I told you she just doesn't
want to get in trouble.
Her parents are
really strict.
Come on, we're here.
Let's just go inside.
My goodness.
That's a fragrant aroma
coming from your vehicle.
Can I see your license,
please, sir?
Says here you're 17,
young man.
How about you two
in the back?
You sure look
young to me.
Either of you old enough
to have a license?
Huh?
I didn't think so.
Your parents know that
you're hanging out with boys,
drinking and smoking?
We didn't drink
or smoke anything.
We just needed a ride.
You two planning on going
to the concert tonight?
Yes, we were, sir.
All right, I'm gonna
cut you some slack.
Get out.
What I want you to do
is go in there and sober up.
And I'm gonna be out here
waiting for you
when the concert's over.
And if either one
of you looks
the least bit squirrelly
to me,
not only will you not
be getting behind the wheel
of this car tonight,
but I will see to it
that neither one of you ever
gets behind the wheel
of a motor vehicle ever again.
You read me?
Yeah. Thank you, Officer.
Okay.
Now, ladies, one more time,
do your parents know
that you're here,
either of you?
Yeah, they know.
Okay, well, give me their phone
numbers, each of you,
and I'll give 'em a call
and confirm that.
I thought so.
Why don't you hop out there?
Get in my car.
I'm taking you ladies home.
Are you gonna
be okay?
Are your parents
gonna be okay?
I remember how they got
that last time.
I'm so sorry, Case.
I can't believe this.
Who knows?
Maybe it's just a dream.
Maybe I'll just wake up.
You poor thing.
Briarwood Place, you said?
Uh-huh.
What I should do right now
is walk up to that door,
knock on it
and tell your folks
where it is I found
you tonight,
but I'm not gonna do that
'cause I suspect
you're smart enough
to know when you've dodged
a bullet.
Now get out of here.
Can my friend come with me?
Her parents, they're
not gonna understand.
Why don't you let me worry
about that?
Or would you rather I escort you
to your door?
No, that's okay.
What'd you say your
name was, young lady?
Casey.
Well, it sounds like your
parents are real strict, huh?
Yeah, that's what I hear.
Yeah. They wouldn't be
too happy if they found out
what you were doing tonight,
would they?
Yeah, but you're not really
gonna tell them.
Well, that depends.
There's my street.
I suppose I could
do you a favor
and not say anything.
You're passing it.
First, you have
to do me a favor.
I'd really like to wake up now.
Pardon me?
Did you say something?
You missed my street.
It's okay.
We're just talking,
getting to know each other.
Okay, I'd really like
to wake up now!
You're a pretty girl,
Casey.
Know that?
A really pretty girl.
Ariel!
You okay?
What is it?
What is it?!
I couldn't wake up!
I couldn't wake up!
It was so horrible!
I couldn't make it stop...
She's asleep
in our bed.
Well, I'm grateful
that someone is.
Um, I got to ask.
How much of that
actually happened?
Want to hear something scary?
All of it. At least
all of it I was there for.
It happened just like that.
I never heard about
Casey being attacked.
You did say you didn't see
that much of her
after that night.
You know, I don't think
I ever spoke to her after that.
I always assumed
it was her parents.
You know what?
I have to find her.
I have to talk
to her about this.
Tunstell.
T- U-N-S-T-E-L-L.
You know, she could
be married by now.
Her first name,
you know,
could be Cassandra,
for all I know.
I found her, I think.
Well, what
took you so long?
Okay, this is from
the Flagstaff Examiner.
"Pinecrest resident
Casey Tunstell... "
What? What?
Why'd you stop reading?
Ah, she's dead, Al.
Killed in a car accident
almost 12 years ago.
Oh, my God, Casey...
According to this,
she hit a deer.
You know, in all those dreams,
Ariel was Casey.
in the car wreck dreams
that I had
and the high school dreams
that Ariel had.
I just, I can't figure out
the why of it.
I mean, why show us
these things now?
What does it have
to do with anything?
I don't know. It doesn't
make any sense.
A guy attacked her
20 years ago
and she didn't say anything
then when she was alive.
I mean, why now?
That cop was some judge
of character.
He knew the only way
that Casey could accuse him
of anything would be for her
to tell her parents,
to admit to them
that she snuck out again,
that she disobeyed them again.
And he could sense
she would never do that.
What I don't get
is why I didn't see it.
I was in that car
with him, too.
I let him drive off with her.
Come on, Allison.
You're a teenager.
He's a police officer.
I mean, how do you not
get in that car?
Wait a minute.
Say that again.
When you're that age,
when you're in high school,
I mean, how do you not get
into a police officer's car
when he tells you to?
Good morning.
Good morning. I appreciate you
coming over so quickly.
Oh, that's all right.
I needed to see you anyway.
Now's as good a time as any.
This, uh, obviously isn't
working out.
It's certainly not working out
for me, for my clients.
Melanie's parents
have called in the FBI.
I'll need her books
and things back.
I've been asked to surrender
them to the federal authorities.
As for the money I've paid
you to date, well...
But, uh, going forward,
I don't really believe
there is any going forward.
Well, I am sorry
that you feel that way,
especially now that I have
a pretty good idea
how to find her and I was
counting on you for your help,
but let me go get those books.
Um, Allison...
Uh, let me see if I understand
this correctly.
You want a copy of
the I.D. photos
of every officer
working in 1987.
I do.
Wouldn't it just be simpler
to bring whoever
this secret informant is
into the station here
and have him or her
just look over the files?
It's not gonna happen,
Detective.
And time is of the essence.
It's our guy.
Can I help you?
Ben Talmadge?
Officer Ben Talmadge.
What can I do for you,
Detective?
I was wondering if I might
take a look inside your house.
You have a warrant?
No, but I can
get one.
We can all wait
around till it arrives,
or you can invite me in
to take a look around.
You know, I retire...
a week and a half.
Made a lot of, a lot of plans.
A lot of preparations.
You're not gonna do anything
to screw that up,
are you, Detective?
That'd be up to you, sir.
That'd be up to you.
16-year-old Melanie Daniels
was rescued late this evening
after being missing
for four days,
based on information supplied
by Ameritips,
which aided in the investigation
at the parents' request.
Her abductor, a policeman,
is believed to have lured
the 16-year-old
into his patrol car
and kept her prisoner in the
basement of his home...
Come on.
Time to get up,
go to bed.
It's 2:00
in the morning.
Wait a second. I was watching that.
No, you weren't.
That's the 2:00 a.m.
rebroadcast of the 11:00 news.
You've seen it already.
To hear them tell it,
Ameritips did the whole
thing by themselves.
Your friend Cynthia's
gonna be very happy.
No mention of you,
no mention of Ariel.
Well, that's fine
with me.
I'm just happy
that the girl's safe
and I'm still on the payroll.
You go ahead.
I'll be in in a minute.
* There is freedom within *
* There is freedom without *
* Try to catch the deluge
in a paper cup... *
You know, I'm really glad
we're doing this.
You don't hate me?
Come on, Mom.
I wouldn't be having
this dream if I hated you.
* Many battles are lost, but
you'll never see *
* The end of the road while
you're traveling with me *
* Hey now, hey now,
don't dream it's over... *
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