Medium (2005–2011): Season 5, Episode 11 - The Devil Inside, Part One - full transcript

"Dear Allison, I went
to see you again today.

"Guess I just had to have another look.

"A closer look.

"And God, you were beautiful.

"Like an angel.

"You really are.

"Those pictures of you in the
paper don't do you justice.

"I had to wait so long
just to catch a glimpse,

"to get this close,

"but it was worth it.

"Because this time,



"I know you felt me, too.

"Of course you would
have to be this pretty,

"because what you do, the-the
things you see are so ugly,

"are so unnatural.

"Oh, the devil is
always the prettiest girl

"or the best-dressed man at the party.

"There is a natural order to things.

"It is God's pattern,

"and you break that pattern

"when you offer your supposed wisdom

"which you derive from things
no mortal is meant to see!

"I read about you,

"and wonder: do you even understand

"what a disruption you
are to the natural order?



"Do you even know

"that you're an instrument of evil?

"Or does the devil exploit
your stupidity and somehow

"convince you that you are
on the side of the angels,

"when in fact,

"you are Beelzebub, Allison Dubois.

"And so,

"I entreat you, devil-woman...

"stop.

"Stop what you're doing.

"It can't be allowed to continue.

"I can't let it continue.

"You have to be stopped.

"Please stop...

...or I willstop you!"

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Should we keep this one?

Nope. Recycle.

Keep?

Yes, we definitely have to keep this.

This is the electric bill.

Something's wrong here.

What's the matter, Bridge?

Where the heck are the
comics in this paper?

I've flipped through it
twice, but they're not in here.

I mean, I think someone left them out.

No one left them out.

There's no comics in that paper.

That's not that kind of paper.

What are you talking about?

Every paper has to have a comic.

I mean, why else would anyone read it?

Ariel's right, Bridge.

That's a financial paper.

It doesn't have any comics in it.

Nothing to make you laugh,
nothing to make you smile.

Nothing but bad news about
stocks and 401K plans.

What's a
four-oh-one K plan?

About half what it used
to be. Hey, look at this.

Your daughter's cutting
stuff out of the paper again.

Oh, sweetie, you have to use the
old newspapers for your paper dolls.

Sorry, Mommy.

It's okay.

Keep?

Uh, yes, honey.

Mommy needs to keep this one.

"The thought of hurting you
fills me with profound sorrow.

"You have to be stopped.

Please stop, or I will stop you!"

Underline, exclamation
point, exclamation point.

Conveniently unsigned.

Quite the fan of excessive punctuation.

It came in the mail
this morning to my house.

How concerned should I be?

This is about five
years worth, and, uh...

...this is one of my favorites.

"Whore of Satan, don't run too far,

or I will bleed you,
like the pig you are"?

Great. It even rhymes.

I get about one of these a month.

They come from the relatives
of men that I sent to prison.

I get them from people who dislike
having a Latino district attorney.

And-And from some people,

I get them because they
hate, just for hats sake.

But at the end of the day, they
all have one thing in common.

What's that?

None of the threats
ever amounts to anything.

Wait. So, you just put them
in that drawer and do nothing?

Actually... yes.

Sorry I'm late, Terry.

Oh, I called you on the spur
of the moment. I understand.

Don't do that.

You're here to listen, not eat.

You read the papers?

The financial press?

Uh... Uh, it's funny
you should mention that.

No. There's nothing funny about it.

You R & D guys. Your heads
are always in the future.

Problem is, business is
done in the here and now.

It's about things you can
see, hold in your hand.

Things you can sell today.

Not things in your head,
things in your imagination.

Things that don't exist yet.

Anyway, if you read the papers,

you know that the here and
now is pretty damn bleak.

And that includes the here and
now at Cavanaugh Industries.

How bleak is bleak?

Bleak enough for me to ask you to take
a hard look at your operation, Joe.

Are we talking, uh,
resources or-or people?

I'm telling you to
cut whatever's cutable.

Look, Joe, without a fairly
substantial cash infusion,

Cavanaugh Industries is going to
have to become a much leaner place.

We're going to have
to do 100% of the work

with only half of the
money and manpower.

The key phrase being,

"without a cash infusion. "

And that's why I've asked
you to meet me today.

I... need a favor.

I'm contemplating a stock purchase.

A rather large

stock purchase.

You've heard of Richter-Mullis?

Yeah, that's a defense
contractor, right?

Rumor is, they're about to be awarded
a couple of huge government contracts.

I got people telling
me it's a sure thing.

I also got people telling me not
to go near it with a ten-foot pole.

It's more of a gamble
than I'm accustomed to.

I need some advice on which way to jump.

Wow, Terry. Uh... Markets and finances-

that's really not something
that I know a lot about.

From your wife, Joe.

We don't have a name.

Looks to be about 17.

Found in an abandoned apartment
building in Paradise Plains.

The building owner figured
her for a junkie who broke in,

got high, then fell down the stairs.

Apparently, it's happened before.

I take it the coroner doesn't agree.

No. There's no needle marks.

And the bruising to her face, the trauma to the skull
- none of that's consistent with a fall.

He feels pretty strongly that
this girl was beaten to death.

Do we have a clue as to who
this girl might be? No, not yet.

No reports of a missing girl
matching her description.

No matches on her prints or DNA...

What would you say if I told you
that-that I think she was gassed?

I think someone subdued her

using some kind of mask
attached to a canister.

Is there any way that...
that you could test that?

Is-Is it possible that she could
still have some gas left in her lungs?

Ariel, it's mommy. I'm heading
home. Is Daddy home yet?

Well, I don't know what to say.
I can't make dinner till I'm home,

and I'm not home yet, so...

Well, listen, why don't
you guys order a pizza?

there's a coupon stuck on the
front door of refrigerator.

and then just go into
Daddy's sock drawer.

On the left-hand side, you can find an
envelope with a bunch of money in it.

But don't bother
memorizing the hiding place,

'cause we're gonna change it tonight.

WHAT THE HELL?

Honey, I've got to go.

I'm gonna have to pull over the car.

I'm having some kind of car trouble,

so I got to call the motor club.

Okay. SEE YOU SOON.

Motor club. Motor club.

Wow. That was lucky.

I hadn't even finished
dialing the motor club.

I was headed back from a job

when I saw your smoke signal there.

I can tow you to the
nearest station, if you like.

You can call it in while
I hook you up to the rig.

That would be great. Thanks.

Your call is important
to us. Please hold.

- Your call is important to us...
- All set.

- Please hold.
- Still on hold?

I'll just radio it in while we're
on the way to the gas station.

Here. Get on in.

Uh... no, no, no, no.

I think I'd rath... I'd rather not.

Is something the matter, ma'am?

Uh, no. No, no, no.

I just, uh... I just changed my mind.

Um, I-I think I'm just going to wait
here till my... my husband gets here.

If you wouldn't mind just, uh...

just unhooking my car?

Actually, that makes almost no sense.

The, uh... Well, the
hard part is already done.

Why don't you hop in,

let me drive you to
the nearest gas station?

You can call your husband
and have him meet you there.

Come on now, Miss.
The faster you get in,

the faster you can get your car fixed,

the faster you get back to your family.

My family?

How do... How do you
even know I have a family?

You already talked about your husband,

and I can see your child's car
seat in the back of your car.

Just-Just unhook my car.

I'll do whatever you want,

but it's a short drive to the station.

The motor club'll cover it, if
that's what you're worried about.

Unhook my car, or I'm going to scream.

- Miss, please.
- Hey! Hey!

Unhook my car. Unhook my car!

- HELP
- You all right?

Everything all right?

Yeah, we're just fine.

Lady wants me to unhook her car,

and that's what I'm about to do.

Is that all right?

Lady, are you okay?

Yeah, please just stay
here with me, please.

- Please.
- Okay.

READY SET GO! TOWING.

Look, if this tow truck
driver is in fact the man

who wrote you those threatening letters,

we're certainly not gonna have
a difficult time finding him.

Scanlon's on his way over to
the towing company right now.

But I'd be less than honest if I didn't
tell you that I'm a bit skeptical.

I mean, it does not
make a whole lot of sense

for someone who means to do you harm to

come after you in a vehicle emblazoned
with his name and phone number.

You don't understand.

I saw this man's hand.

He had the exact same tattoo
as the man from my dream.

I even saw red ink on his fingers.

Again, a lot of people have red pens.

And the tattoo you're describing
- well, it...

It might be uncommon,
but it's hardly unique.

What you're saying makes sense,

and I'd love to jump on the bandwagon

and tell my wife that she's
got nothing to worry about,

but I just got off the phone

with the service station
where we dropped the car off.

The mechanic there

said it's the water pump
drive belt that's broken.

Actually, he said it
wasn't broken at all.

It wasn't even worn out.

He said it had... it had been cut.

That man knew where I was
parking in the municipal garage.

He cut that belt.

Then he followed me
till my car overheated.

Excuse me.

We have to do something.

Yeah, Lee.

So, here's the thing.

I contacted Ready Set Go Towing.

The driver of the truck's
a guy named Lucas Harvey.

I'm at his place right now.

So what does he have to say for himself?

Not much. He's not here.

But I think you're going to
want to get a look at this place.

Okay. I'm at Allison's.

Uh, give me an address,
we'll head right over.

I wouldn't do that.

It should really just be you alone.

You sure?

Oh, yeah, I'm positive.

Good God Almighty.

Toothbrush is gone,
dresser drawers are empty.

We just put an APB out on him.

This is... stunning.

CAN PHOENIX TRUST ALLISON DUBOIS?

Well, it gets worse.

He's got a little magazine
rack in the bathroom.

This was in there
along with all the porn.

He's got it all here.

When school starts,
when school gets out.

Clubs they go to, friends' houses.

Pretty complete dossier
on each of the girls.

Okay.

I need to get back to the Dubois
house, talk them through this.

Get some men to follow me over.

I want a detail on that house 24
hours a day until we find this lunatic.

Yeah.

I wouldn't rush to get
dressed for school today.

I think there's something going on.

Hello?

Joe? Is that you?

Terry, hi.

Uh, Terry, hold on one second.

Let me get someplace, uh,

private and quiet where we can talk.

God, you're harder to find
than a whore in church.

Called your office, called your cell...

Sorry, sorry, uh, it's...

it's been crazy around here today.

So, what's the verdict
on Richter-Mullis?

Uh, excuse me?

What did your wife say about the stock?

Joe? Did I lose you?

No, I'm here. Um, Terry...

I
- I haven't had a chance to ask her about it yet.

Like I say, it's been, um,

it's been a crazy day around here.

When do you think this
is going to happen?

Tonight.

Um, I'll make sure it happens tonight.

Just stopped by to see how my
favorite shut-ins are doing.

So, basically you have no news?

No, not yet.

Look, the guy's gotta eat.
He's gotta get a room somewhere,

he's got to make a cell phone call

and soon as he does, soon
as he flips that thing on,

soon as he pulls out a credit
card this whole thing is over.

How do we know that he
isn't camping out somewhere?

How do we know he hasn't brought
a whole bunch of food with him?

How do we know he hasn't got one of
those, like, disposable cell phones?

We don't.

I don't know, the girls
have to go to school.

I
- I have to go to work.

Joe, come on. We've all
known each other for a while.

You gotta believe me when I tell you we're
doing everything we can to reel this guy in.

I know the confinement's hard.

I know having officers
standing out front's not fun.

But honestly, all we're trying
to do here is keep everybody safe.

Excuse me, I'm gonna
go check on the girls.

I think he's under a lot
of pressure from work.

Yeah, I know.

I get it, I really do.

You mind if I change the subject?

No, I wish you would.

The Medical Examiner ran some tests

on that 17-year- old Jane Doe from
the abandoned apartment complex.

Turns out she had a chemical
in her system called Isoflurane.

I'm sorry, I don't know what thats.

It's a knock-out gas normally
used to prep patients for surgery.

Which means whoever did this to her is

either licensed to use this
stuff or knows someone who is.

A doctor, anesthesiologist, maybe.

Tell Joe, uh...

No, no, no, don't worry.

Let me take care of Joe.

Thanks.

Oh, hey, Hannah wants to know
if I'm going to school tomorrow.

Hannah wants to know if I'm going...

I don't know yet, honey, I...

Well, then, uh, she wants to know
then if it would be all right if, uh,

she drove by the house in the morning on
her way to school to see the police outside?

You know what?

I'll just tell her no.

Okay.

Honey, I'm gonna leave
the door open, okay?

Sweet dreams. Just call us
if you need anything, okay?

Okay, love you.

Okay, I went absolutely nowhere today.

I did absolutely nothing

and yet I've never been
so tired in my entire life.

I need to ask you a favor.

Okay, I got this off the Internet.

And this is an article about them

that I found in the, um,

in the financial journal
that I just started getting.

Here, here you go.

Okay.

Okay, let's see.

"A small company with big hopes... "

And then I can't read it because
there's a doll-shaped hole cut in it.

Yeah. Right, I know that but you know,

you can still kind
of get the gist of it.

All right, I'm reading.
Now, I'm reading...

Now I know everything that
anyone who read this knows.

Maybe less, 'cause I don't
really understand this stuff.

What's... What is the point?

Well, the point is,
he wants your opinion.

Isn't he the man who
mocked me a month ago?

Yes, but he's also the
man that pays me each week.

Okay.

You know what, honey?
This is ridiculous.

It doesn't work this way.

I don't work this way, you know that.

No, I don't know how it works.

I don't know what you're
going to dream about tonight.

Neither do you.

Who knows, maybe if you,

if you look at this stuff it'll...

I wouldn't get my hopes up.

You know I can barely
balance our checkbook.

Believe me, I know.

Promise you, my hopes are down.

Hey...

You okay?

You want me to call somebody?

Sir, do you think some water would help?

- Morning.
- Morning.

Heard you were running
low on some groceries,

so, I thought I'd bring
over a couple of things,

milk, coffee, doughnuts.

Kind of a policeman's breakfast.

Cool!

I'm starting to think that
maybe I want to be a policeman.

Policewoman.

There's also a couple things
I'd love to fill you in on.

News of this Lucas Harvey guy?

I'm sorry, no.

- Come on in.
- Thanks.

You both should know, we, uh,

we've had an all-points bulletin out
on this fellow for almost 36 hours now.

He is going to be found.

From your lips.

Oh, and by the way, there are people
working on bringing you over real groceries.

They should, uh, make
a delive later on today.

More doughnuts?

No, sweetie, we got plenty of doughnuts.

Hey, girls, why don't you, um,
offer these gentlemen a doughnut?

Sure thing.

This is her; this is
the woman I dreamt about.

Interesting.

You're dreaming a bit outside
our jurisdiction, Allison.

This woman was murdered
last night in Scottsdale.

Their coroner sent these over.

Her name is Cassidy Pearson.

Her body was found not
an hour and a half ago

underneath the bleachers
at the local high school.

And did the coroner test
her for traces of that gas?

Isoflurane?

Same chemical used on our Jane Doe.

You got a phone call.

It's Lucas Harvey.

Keep him on the line as long as
you can so we can get a trace.

Wait. Wait...

Hello? This is Allison.
This is Allison Dubois.

And this is Lucas Harvey.

The man of your dreams.

You have dreamt about me, haven't you?

That's how you knew it was me

the other night by the
side of the road, right?

What do you want?

"For now I will stretch out
my hand, that I may smite thee

"and thy people with pestilence;

and thou shalt be cut
off from the earth. "

Is that it? Is that what
you're calling to tell me?

I've been looking for
you to show up at work.

Looking for your little
girls to show up at school.

Yeah, well, I know a lot of people
who have been looking for you, too.

I take no pleasure in this, Mrs. Dubois.

I take no pleasure in hunting
down a mother and her babies.

But God has a plan and there's
no room in it for prophets.

For seers.

You toy with destiny.

You mock the Almighty
with your dreaming,

with your second sight.

Well, I'd like to believe
it's God who gave it to me.

I'd like to believe it's the
Almighty that gave this to me.

You can believe whatever you like.

But you're wrong.

Not that it matters.

I have every confidence
that you and the Almighty

will be discussing it face to
face in a matter of hours anyway.

Really, now, who's the prophet now?

Hello, hello?

He was calling from a cell
phone at the Arizona Center.

We're still triangulating him,

so, I'm assuming he's
still making phone calls.

Well, get as many units there
as you can as quickly as you can.

I'm going to hand you over to someone
who can lead you right to him, hang on.

I think maybe we finally caught a break.

Thank you.

Okay, ready.

- One, two, three.
- One, two, three.

- War!
- War!

Go away, we're warring!

Uh, Dad?

The, uh, police guy who's
monitoring the phone says

that your boss keeps calling

and they're trying to keep the phone lines
clear in case the crazy guy calls again.

So, he wanted to know, uh, do you mind
if they keep giving him the busy signal

and he suggested that maybe you want
to call him directly from your cell?

No, that's all right,
I'll call him later.

One, two, three!

You lose!

They found the cell phone
that the call was made from.

It was sitting on top of a Bible

in the food court at the Arizona Center.

But Lucas Harvey himself was long gone.

That'll be your groceries.

Are we expecting someone?

It's groceries.

Couldn't figure out if you were
a paper or plastic kinda girl.

Hope you don't mind, I went old school.

Oh, Bridge, honey, can you show
these men where the kitchen is?

And you and Ariel can
start putting things away?

All right, that's what I call service.

I wouldn't be too excited.

Lucas Harvey's gone missing again.

What?

Found his cell phone but not him.

We just have to hope that he calls again

and we can pin him down sooner.

Oh, my God.

What if he doesn't?

This guy is all about
getting to Allison.

There's no way he's
just gonna disappear.

He'll make a move.

He'll call, he'll show up.

We just have to be ready when he does.

Does everybody hear that?

What's that? Water running.

I think Marie's playing
with the bath again.

Okay, four guys, five bucks each.

Make sure I get a receipt,
will ya? Thanks a lot.

I thought there were five guys.

There's four.

Honey?

It's holy water.

To cleanse you with.

You okay?!

You hurt?!

I feel so guilty.

I brought him here... Me.

Into our home. I exposed
our whole family to him.

You didn't bring him anywhere.

He was crazy.

Now he's dead.

Still...

Still what?

You did not bring hihere.

For what it's worth, the girls
didn't actually see anything.

And the person who did bring
him here- Detective Scanlon-

trust me, based on the look
on his face when he left,

he's feeling guilty enough for everyone.

What if I just stopped?

Stopped what?

Stopped dreaming.

Stopped seeing things.

I didn't know you could do that.

No, you know what I mean.

What if I just stopped paying attention?

Stopped telling anyone.

What if I just pretended
it wasn't happening?

I didn't know that you
could do that either.

Come on, let's just get some sleep.

It's night; we're safe.

Lucas Harvey's dead.

The boogey-man has
boogied on out of here.

Let's get some sleep, okay?

With the close of the
bell on Wall Street today,

last night's Presidential
address about Washington's plans

to fix the troubled economy
seemed to calm the markets.

There were even a few big winners.

Riter-Mullis's stock shot up sharply on news
they had won several large government contracts.

The time is currently 6:10 p.
m. and here's Calleigh Newsome...

Excuse me?

Uh, sorry to bother you.

You have the time?

No, sorry, not wearing a watch.

2-
T- H.

D-
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2-
T- H-D-O-C-1.

2-
T- H-D-O-C-1.

2- T-H-D-O-C-1,
2- T-H-D-O-C-1.

2-
T- H-D-O-C-1.

2-
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D-
O- C-1.

Hey, what are you doing?

It's a little after 6:00.

We don't have to get up
for another 45 minutes.

But I had a dream.

You are amazing.

Last night you swore off everything
psychic and then this morning

you can't get out here fast
enough to write down your dreams.

Hey, you think the paper's here yet?

Why? Can you grab it for me?

Tooth-Doc1...

Hey! I think this guy's a dentist!

The one who keeps gassing these girls!

What, you dreamt about him
giving someone a root canal?

No, look at his license plate number.

2-
T- H-D-O-C-1.

Tooth-Doc1. That's terrific.

Can we go back to sleep now?

Hey, the President give
a speech last night?

"President Addresses Economy
in White House Speech. "

You want me to read it to you?

No, no, just that he said it.

Because if he said it last night

that means that my dentist

hasn't killed the girl
I've been dreaming about.

Not yet.

Not until just before sundown today.

Oh, that's it?

Oh, no, actually,

you gotta tell your
boss to buy that stock.

It's gonna go up today, way up.

Wait, you dreamt that, too?
This is in the same dream?

Yeah, actually... actually, it was.

Tooth-Doc1, huh?

That'd explain how he
had access to Isoflurane.

That's him! Jeremy Crane.

There's his current address.

You know what? I'm gonna
head over there now.

With any luck he's still home.

We can grab him before
he leaves for work.

Hey, remember, if he's not there

he's gonna abduct that girl tonight

from Benedict Park at sundown.

Don't worry, I'll send a couple
squad cars over there now.

North and South entrance,
we'll stake it out all day.

No, I'm holding for...
for Terry Cavanaugh.

Yeah, Joseph Dubois.

Joe?

Hi, Terry.

Hi, it's Joe Dubois.

Um, listen, I, uh, I wanted to
get back to you on that, uh...

on that, uh, the
Richter-Mullis stock buy.

Yeah, well, you could have
knocked me down with a feather,

but my wife actually went ahead
and she had a dream about it.

She said to go ahead and buy it.

But to be sure and do it today.

Hey, Lee, this is like
the millionth message.

I'm sorry to keep bugging you

but I was wondering what was
happening with our dentist,

Jeremy Crane?

Uh, was he at home?

Did you guys pick him up?

Are you at the park? Uh...

Can you just give me a call, please?

All right, don't worry out it.

I'll call you as soon as I can.

Hey, what are you doing?

Returning your call.

In person.

But this...

This looks like a picture of
the woman that I dreamt about.

But she looks dead.

That's 'cause she is dead.

But how can she be dead?

I
- It's barely sundown.

You've been staking
out the park all day.

Well, that explains it then.

This girl was found by a security guard

dumped behind a restroom
at a truck stop yesterday.

And did I mention this truck stop's
20 miles away from Benedict Park?

But I'm confused.

What about Jeremy Crane?

Did you find him?

Did you arrest him?

Well, I spent the whole
day looking for him.

Finally tracked him down
about an hour ago but, uh,

I won't be arresting him.

Why not?

Cause he's in the intensive care
unit at Casa Valley Hospital.

Has been for the past four months.

That's not possible.

I saw it.

I saw him in the park
killing this girl tonight.

You saw wrong.

Jeremy Crane had a
stroke four months ago.

The guy hasn't taken a breath without
the aid of a machine ever since.

He didn't kill this woman.

He didn't kill any of them.

No. Yes.

You made a mistake.

Like I did yesterday. Letting
that guy into your home.

But, uh, it's okay, no o got hurt.

We live to fight another day.

Are we talking about yesterday or today?

I'm talking about all of it.

I saw him.

You think you saw him.

I thought I knew who I
was letting in your house.

Go home.

That's what I'm going to do.

You have kids; I have
a pregnant girlfriend.

I know you're sorry, you know I'm sorry.

Let's leave it at that.

No, no, no, you know what?

I'm not sorry.

I saw it; I saw him kill her.

I know what I saw!

You're really not going
to use our bathroom?

Well, not yet.

Not for a while.

I'm just gonna go in the girls' bedroom.

I'll be quiet; I'll
go in their bathroom.

Okay.

Hang on a sec.

This is gonna be for you.

Hello?

Joe?

Hi, Terry.

Am I disturbing you?

No, uh, just getting ready for bed.

Where are you?

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

Halfway between heaven and earth.

You all right?

You been drinking?

The answer is yes and yes.

I'm all right.

And I have been drinking.

Did you happen to check the
market when it closed this evening?

No, why?

Everything all right?

What did Terry say?

Uh, Richter-Mullis.

He was calling about Richter-Mullis.

The stocks?

What about them?

I guess they were up...

...a little bit before lunch.

And then they just fell
off the face of the earth.

The contracts that they were gonna
get they didn't get and the, uh,

contracts that they already had, I guess
the government isn't gonna renew them.

What does this mean?

Um, I gotta start laying people off.

Tomorrow.

I guess the hope is that if
I can lay off enough people,

get my costs down enough, maybe I'll...

I'll still have a company.

Maybe I'll still have a job.

Joe, honey, I'm so sorry.

I heard it in my dream
as clear as a bell.

I swear.

I heard it as clear as a bell.

No.

Please...

Oh, God, please...

Please, you don't have to do this.

You're right, I don't.

But the thing is.

I want to. No...

Hey! No fair.

You always get to go first.

I'm sorry, you're right.

It's your turn to land the first blow.

Go ahead, Boss, she's all yours.

What the hell's going on down there?

Why didn't you tell me
you were having a party?

Wow, I can't believe it.

You were actually
gonna start without me.

Come on, stop your whining.

You didn't actually miss anything.

So, can I start this thing?

You... You can't do this.

I voted for you.

My goodness.

Your own husband...

Brutalizing that woman.

Aren't you going to call the police?

Oh, that's right.

The police were there.

How do you know that?

How do you know what I just dreamt?

Oh, Allison,

dreams don't just happen. They
have to come from somewhere.

They have to come from someone.

And for the last little ile your
dreams have been coming from me.

What are you saying?

The Bible is very clear.

"For dreams have deceived many,

and they have failed that
put their trust in them. "

You put your trust in dreams.

You offer yourself as a false prophet.

So, I've been making it my business
to render those dreams useless.

I'm simply doing God's work.

"God's work"?

Why else would he have
allowed me to perish?

So I could be here.

I could do this.

So I could make you see that
dentist and his license plate.

That was you?

Or hear about that company

that was so important to your husband.

People are going to lose their jobs.

Everything my husband ever worked for.

The Lord moves in mysterious ways.

It isn't ours to question.

Misery and sadness,

murder, brutality,

it's all part of the plan.

All essential to the balance.

And now,

as long as I'm in your head,

as long as I'm the
sculptor of your dreams,

that balance can be maintained.

Those that are meant to die will.

No Allison Dubois

to foretell their untimely
ends and put a stop to it.

Things will be as they are meant to be.

Sweet dreams...

bitch!