PSI Factor: Chronicles of the Paranormal (1996–2000): Season 2, Episode 3 - Wish I May - full transcript
These stories are inspired
by the actual case files
of the Office of Scientific
Investigation and Research.
There it is, Sheriff, just like I told you.
That's Billy's boat, all right.
That is a damn shame, ain't it?
You're right, George.
Billy Hamilton was a nice kid.
He's talking about the boat, Sheriff.
That's Billy.
What the hell?
What's going on...
George, get out of there!
Get out now!
Get me out of here!
- Give me that!
- Help me out!
George!
Get out!
Go!
Get out of here !
He's gone.
Hello, son.
Welcome home.
From the Far East to the
rainforests of South America,
there are alternative organic
remedies which in many cases
prove to work better than
our Western medicine.
North America too has its own
garden of life enhancing substances.
Could some, if mixed the right way,
reanimate a deceased human being?
The OSIR was invited
to seek an answer.
Okay, just up here,
can you make a left?
Or right ?
Are we there yet?
Why don't we just stop
and ask for directions?
If I hear another peep
out of any of you,
I'm turning this van around
and we're going home.
You've had a nice day.
Now don't spoil it.
Kids...
Okay. Let's review our case subject.
Billy Hamilton. 21 years old.
Reported missing by his family.
Three days later, he was found
floating face down in a swamp.
The apparent victim
of a boating accident.
Yet witnesses say that Billy walked home
that night as if nothing had happened.
Maybe nothing did.
Are we sure he drowned
in the first place?
Our contact, Dr. Lowry, substantiated
the claim of Billy's resurrection.
If Billy Hamilton cheated death,
I for one would like to know how.
Before we start talking miracles,
let's check it out for ourselves, okay?
Sheriff Jackson and Dr.
Lowrey I presume.
You Matt Prager from the OSIR?
Yeah, tried to travel light.
Nice to meet you.
You made it, finally.
Dr. Lowrey takes care of
folks around these parts.
Modern country doctor?
One who is way behind schedule.
You Dr. Hendricks?
Good, follow me.
I'll take you up to the Hamilton house.
Of course, but,,,
What's with her?
Oh, just a little spooked is all,
ever since that business
with Billy the other night.
People have been hearing odd sounds,
seeing strange lights in the sky,
all around the swamp.
Where they found Billy's body?
Don't ask me to explain it,
but there's something rotten in the air.
Yeah, well, if you got dead bodies
walking around, that'll do it.
Uh, calm down Dr. Lowrey,
and then go talk to Billy and his family.
Gotcha.
Sheriff, give us a few minutes.
We'll be right with you.
Thanks.
What do you think, big brother?
Don't ask me what I think
when I know you don't care.
Get back to the farm
and tend to your crops.
Don't be like that.
The right people have been
brought in here to deal with this.
Well, there it is.
That's the Hamilton house.
I checked on Billy after the accident.
His neurological reflexes were slow.
His body temperature was fluctuating.
And like I said in my fax, I could have
sworn his pupils were fixed and dilated.
But he's alive.
You're not coming in with us?
No, thanks.
It's the smell.
The smell?
Billy has a pulse, and he breathes,
and he says, hi, howdy,
how's the weather?
But he smells of death.
After you.
Why, thank you, Lindsay.
Humid.
Yeah, can I help you?
Eliza Hamilton?
Call me Lizzie.
What's this about?
Your son.
We'd like to talk to him. Now.
I'm sorry. I'm Lindsay Donner,
and this is Dr. Hendricks.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Said you was coming around.
Come on in.
What's that all about?
I'm sorry. I just...
What?
Nothing.
Let's go to work.
Gotta find a way to make this tasty.
You do what you do.
I didn't know you could
grow vermain in these parts.
You know your herbs, do you?
The swamp serves up more plants
than you ever dreamed of.
Plants could do wondrous things.
Find Billy out back.
That's Billy.
That's Seth, my eldest.
Seth ain't with us no more.
He died a while back.
I'm so sorry.
Someone in the car just
hit him and ran off.
Didn't even stop,
see if he was all right.
Around here,
people say we got what we deserved.
Oh !
I didn't even see you sitting there.
That's my Layla.
She don't say too much
since Seth passed on.
Well, she's real happy now
Billy's home, aren't you, hon?
How is your brother, Layla?
Does he seem okay to you?
Like I said,
she don't say too much.
Are you Billy Hamilton?
Yes, sir.
I'm Dr. Anton Hendricks
from the OSIR.
I just wanted to ask you a few questions
about what happened the other night.
The other night...
OK, I guess.
Hear you've talked
to half the town.
Yeah.
Good thing everyone
was expecting us.
You know, we even turned up
one case of alien abduction.
Looked just like Elvis, right?
Well, apparently Mrs. Culver never
got over the death of the king.
Yeah, well, look,
everyone seems to agree
that strange things have been happening
ever since you boys found Billy Hamilton.
Well, you got people's
imaginations going, too.
It was night, right?
Maybe there wasn't
a body in the swamp.
I've seen my share of
floaters in my time, son.
I swear, that boy was a goner.
Water started bubbling,
and then all hell broke loose.
Well, did you ever think that
maybe the body just floated away
or sank back down
to the bottom?
No, sir.
So it just got up
and strolled away.
By the time we got to
the Hamilton place,
there he was, right as rain.
It was the damnedest thing.
Them Hamiltons is
always up to no good.
It's their way.
Stay out of this, Lem.
Why don't you tell them
about old Lizzie's conjuring?
Bet you that had
something to do with it.
Conjuring, as in black magic?
Don't pay my baby
brother no mind.
Backwoods folks
got their own ways.
Home remedies,
potions for this and that.
Hell, some people even say
the swamp water's got magical powers.
Really?
Perhaps you boys know
something we don't.
****
I was in my boat, you know,
checking my lines, and...
Then all of a sudden
everything just goes fuzzy.
Did you black out?
Um, maybe.
Shoot, I don't remember nothing.
I remember being on the porch with Mama
and Layla, and they were hugging me.
Three days later, look at me.
Do you remember seeing a bright light,
or feeling that you were leaving your body?
No, no, sir.
No, I can't say I did.
Oh. Well,
your pupils seem to be fine now.
Okay.
Would you please open your shirt?
Sir...
I have to understand
what's happening to you.
Yes, sir.
How long have you had this?
Uh, just since the accident, sir.
What's wrong with me?
I don't know.
It might be something bacterial.
Bacterial?
I don't want to be sick, doc.
I understand, Billy.
You make him better, Doc Hendricks.
You alright, Doc?
Yes, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
That's what I miss.
Trees.
Yeah, it's hard to imagine anyone
living in a place like this.
So far out of nowhere.
You did.
I managed to escape.
Yeah, give me a cell phone,
a fax machine and a cab on every corner.
I like locking my doors at night.
Could be a moonshiner.
Or a hunter.
Is it hunting season already?
No, around here it's
always hunting season.
He's been watching
us since we drove up.
Sheriff thinks Billy hit a
stump just under the water.
See this hole?
Splintering extends outwards.
That was no accident.
Everybody finished eating ?
I took these today.
I don't want what he's got.
At first I thought that Billy was suffering
from a unique strain of necrotizing fasciitis.
But you're not absolutely sure.
I'm not.
The tissue damage seems to be
spreading at an uncommonly fast rate,
a rate that is remarkably
similar to another condition.
Which is ?
Claire ?
Human decomposition after death.
After 24 hours, the dead human
body begins to soften.
Smell, accompanied by a greenish red
discoloration to the head and neck.
Yum !
If I didn't know any better, I'd say that
his body is decaying right before our eyes.
If Billy died and came back to life,
what did he see, what's on the other side?
No.
It has to be
flesh-eating disease.
Now, I mean.... I... I...
I know the immune system is
almost entirely non-existent
and I read about this
in in medical journals.
But that would not explain...
Slow down, Anton.
Have you start Billy
on antibiotic therapy ?
What do you all think I'm doing here ?
Wasting space ?
When was that all about?
I don't know.
We should probably just give him
a couple minutes to cool off.
Didn't hurt none.
Word is you're feeling poorly,
Billy.
Stayed in too long
swimming out here.
You don't look so good at all.
What the hell happened to you,
son?
I don't know.
Don't you remember?
Could be you don't.
Little too much swamp water
on the brain, I guess, huh?
Hey there, Layla.
Did Billy tell you what happened, huh?
You wouldn't keep no
secrets from me, would you?
Get the hell off our land.
And I'm telling you again,
you've got ten seconds.
Well, you think you can count that high?
I might have to skip a few numbers.
You can mess with all the
spells and charms you like,
but you can't bring
the dead back to life.
It ain't possible.
What's he talking about, Mama?
Anton, you tweak that sensor over there,
just yank it in a little closer to the dog.
Can't you move it yourself?
Anton, that's a breeding
ground for dog spiders.
Right, I forgot.
Yeah, there we go.
Anton, you all right?
It's okay, I'm just a...
Just a little under the weather.
Uh... don't mention this to Prager.
How come?
Well, I don't know.
He might overreact.
And tell Elsinger? I doubt it.
Besides, if it's just a little bug you got,
that's all it is, right? Just a little bug?
What is it?
Come here, I'll show you.
Methane.
Of course.
Marsh gas.
Yeah, there's probably pockets of natural
methane trapped underneath the swamp.
What's releasing the gas?
It could be spring runoff, could be...
could be anything, really.
I'll tell you one thing it's not, though.
Black magic.
There it is again.
It's over that way,
about 500 meters.
Can you identify it?
Well, it appears to be human, but...
From the depth and tone of the blues...
It can have a body temperature
more than 20 degrees centigrade.
Listen.
Sounds like a bear.
But it's cold-blooded.
It's got to be...
well, maybe it's a reptile.
That size and standing upright?
Well...
Let's go find it.
There's nothing out here.
I picked it up on thermography
and motion sensors.
Where the hell is it?
Well, I guess we lost it.
All right.
OK, I was sure.
Come on, this way.
Hold it, boy !
Lem...
What the hell is this ?
Don't move !
Neither one of you.
Now tell me what the hell you're up to
or I take you down too, I swear !
Get that gun out of my face !
Anton !
Let's just chill a minute, all right ?
Lem, nobody's get hurt here.
Somebody already has.
One of your people, i reckon.
What ?!
Man's got the right to
protect his property.
Where?
Up yonder, along that fence.
You can't just shoot a man like that.
That's Seth Hamilton.
But it can't be, he's dead.
Yeah, yeah, we can see that.
No, but he's been dead for months.
Some wacko must have dug him
up and stuck him on my fence.
Lem, is this some kind of a sick joke?
Who'd do something like this?
The Hamiltons. Who the hell else?
You drank it all, son.
You want to get better.
Yes, ma'am.
Shoot, mom.
It's too salty.
You've got to hold yourself together now.
You drank!
Mama!
Nothing's going to help me now,
mama!
Mama, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom.
What's happening?
Why not buy me again?
Lizzie Hamilton keeps a
lot of salt in the house.
Really?
I analyzed the black residue that
was on Billy's photograph.
And I checked into all
the plants and artifacts
that Lizzie has in her kitchen.
I think she's practicing Wicca.
She makes baskets?
Where's the salt figure in?
Well, in some cultures, people believe that
salt helps the dead regain their senses.
Gotta be murder on
their blood pressure.
But in an attempt to
return to the grave,
the undead may
become violent.
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but in order to return to the grave,
you had to be there in the first place.
Billy Hamilton
wasn't ever buried.
We're not even sure
he was ever dead.
Eh, I'm beginning to wonder what it is we're
supposed to be looking for in this case.
You know that roadhouse
we passed on the way in?
Yeah.
You think there's a connection?
Sure hope not.
I was just hoping we could go there
later and do a little dancing.
Hey, hey, this isn't the
way we usually do things.
You're good.
No.
They found another body.
Oh, jeez.
Oh, my Lord.
Seth. He's supposed to be six feet under.
Not anymore.
Where was he buried?
I'm not sure.
When he got his self killed,
Lizzie, she took the body back to the
house, said she'd take care of her own.
But he was dead.
I filed the accident report.
Of course he's dead.
Look at the man.
He was moldering in his grave long
before your troglodyte brother shot him.
Just the same.
We would still like to have a look at that
accident report and death certificate.
Fine. I'll go dig them up.
I'll do a preliminary
exam on the body.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
You seem kind of wasted.
You don't think wasted is
my time discussing this?
If I can't do my job,
you'll be the first to know.
It's the body identified as Seth Hamilton.
What the hell
happened to this man?
Although obviously deceased,
he apparently received a recent
gunshot wound to the chest.
This doesn't make sense.
Oh no !
No !
You ever seen Hendricks
like this before?
I don't know what to say.
He hasn't been himself
since we got here.
I need my team
operating at 100%.
If Hendricks is losing it,
we've got to pick up the slack.
Uh, found this in the backwoods.
Cannabis.
Don't ask.
Where was it?
It was right where we found Seth.
It was growing through the fence between
Lem's property and the Hamilton's.
Well, that's it.
That's why Lem's been so spooked lately.
Hey.
I got here as soon as I could.
Where's the body?
I wish they'd just leave us alone.
Who is it?
Seth?
Oh no !
This has gone too far.
This has got to stop.
Now !
Fulciparum malaria is recurring,
isn't it?
Did you know about this?
Anton and I had an understanding.
Excuse me.
I need to order
medication for my patient.
What about you two?
Look, I know a field officer has to
be in peak condition, but this...
Did you know about his illness?
Peter.
No.
But you had your suspicions.
It's Anton.
Anton's the best,
in any condition.
And I can't risk the
integrity of an investigation.
Now, corpses are going missing.
I need you two to go up and check out where
Seth Hamilton was supposed to be buried.
I'll keep an eye on Hendricks.
You gonna suspend him?
Appears that someone was very
anxious to get into this grave.
Or to get out.
How did you pass the medicals?
No one watches the watchers.
Why didn't you tell me?
It didn't interfere with my work.
I managed to keep it at bay.
Malaria isn't something that goes away,
whether you like it or not.
You'll have my resignation
in the morning.
Anton, everyone, myself included,
has their weaknesses.
Some people aren't worth the effort it
takes to accommodate their situation.
You're worth the effort.
But we have to be
honest with each other.
Otherwise, what's the point?
Thanks, Matt.
Get some rest.
I don't want to see a
toe tag hanging off this.
You knew about your brother's little
cash crop, didn't you, Sheriff?
I plowed the last crop under myself,
figured there was gonna be an end to it.
That's why Lem tried to kill
Billy and Seth Hamilton?
He caught him raiding
the Garden of Eden here?
You better have evidence
to back that up.
Oh, come on !
Those reports you filed
read like Pulp Fiction.
Them boys were in accidents,
and I got no proof says they weren't.
A hit and run raises a
lot of questions, Sheriff.
Unless people in these parts like to
whittle holes in their boats to pass the time.
Lem couldn't have been...
What if he did?
What the hell you expect
me to do about it?
He's my family.
He's all I got.
Oh, I get it now.
If you're the Sheriff's brother,
you can get away with murder.
You can still do the
right thing here, Sheriff.
And if you don't...
I'm gonna do it for you.
Please, Mrs. Hamilton,
may we come in?
Billy's not here.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Hamilton,
but we have to talk about Seth.
Seth?
Seth's been dead and
gone for months now.
You go on, tell them, Mom.
Go on, tell them the truth.
We're not going to pretend that we
understand what's going on here.
But we do want to help you.
You can't help me.
You folks come here uninvited.
This is family business.
Now you just clear out of here.
No one's going anywhere.
Mama...
We're going to have us a
Hamilton family barbecue.
Peter.
You're dead meat.
All of you.
And this time,
you're going to stay dead.
You're leaving with brother Seth,
don't you, Lem?
No, no!
Get him off me!
Shut up!
We should have done
this a long time ago.
Please, Seth, don't go !
You got to send him back, baby.
You got to send him back.
Help me!
Help!
Help me!
What the hell?
Help me!
Help me !
No, let me go !
I know it hurts,
but we can't go on this way.
No! No!
Let me go, Billy!
Billy, let me go!
Billy!
No!
No!
Lem !
No !
There's nothing more we can do.
They're gone now.
Mama...
I'm sorry. I miss them so...
I just wanted us all
to be together again.
Final case log.
Sheriff Jackson is presently
under investigation
for his role in covering
up his brother's crimes.
The bodies of Billy and Seth
Hamilton and Lem Jackson
were never recovered from the swamp.
Official cause and time of death for
these three men remains undetermined.
Prager out.
Now, even the most extensive
review of herbal medicine
and its link to white magic cannot offer
a conventional analysis of these events.
Was this apparent resurrection
the result of some strange
geophysical reaction in the swamp?
Or did Layla Hamilton focus
psychokinetic abilities
to bring her beloved
brothers back to life?
Whatever the answer,
this one family's wishes were granted,
but with horrific results.
For Psi Factor, I'm Dan Aykroyd.
Subtitle made by Adr1an
by the actual case files
of the Office of Scientific
Investigation and Research.
There it is, Sheriff, just like I told you.
That's Billy's boat, all right.
That is a damn shame, ain't it?
You're right, George.
Billy Hamilton was a nice kid.
He's talking about the boat, Sheriff.
That's Billy.
What the hell?
What's going on...
George, get out of there!
Get out now!
Get me out of here!
- Give me that!
- Help me out!
George!
Get out!
Go!
Get out of here !
He's gone.
Hello, son.
Welcome home.
From the Far East to the
rainforests of South America,
there are alternative organic
remedies which in many cases
prove to work better than
our Western medicine.
North America too has its own
garden of life enhancing substances.
Could some, if mixed the right way,
reanimate a deceased human being?
The OSIR was invited
to seek an answer.
Okay, just up here,
can you make a left?
Or right ?
Are we there yet?
Why don't we just stop
and ask for directions?
If I hear another peep
out of any of you,
I'm turning this van around
and we're going home.
You've had a nice day.
Now don't spoil it.
Kids...
Okay. Let's review our case subject.
Billy Hamilton. 21 years old.
Reported missing by his family.
Three days later, he was found
floating face down in a swamp.
The apparent victim
of a boating accident.
Yet witnesses say that Billy walked home
that night as if nothing had happened.
Maybe nothing did.
Are we sure he drowned
in the first place?
Our contact, Dr. Lowry, substantiated
the claim of Billy's resurrection.
If Billy Hamilton cheated death,
I for one would like to know how.
Before we start talking miracles,
let's check it out for ourselves, okay?
Sheriff Jackson and Dr.
Lowrey I presume.
You Matt Prager from the OSIR?
Yeah, tried to travel light.
Nice to meet you.
You made it, finally.
Dr. Lowrey takes care of
folks around these parts.
Modern country doctor?
One who is way behind schedule.
You Dr. Hendricks?
Good, follow me.
I'll take you up to the Hamilton house.
Of course, but,,,
What's with her?
Oh, just a little spooked is all,
ever since that business
with Billy the other night.
People have been hearing odd sounds,
seeing strange lights in the sky,
all around the swamp.
Where they found Billy's body?
Don't ask me to explain it,
but there's something rotten in the air.
Yeah, well, if you got dead bodies
walking around, that'll do it.
Uh, calm down Dr. Lowrey,
and then go talk to Billy and his family.
Gotcha.
Sheriff, give us a few minutes.
We'll be right with you.
Thanks.
What do you think, big brother?
Don't ask me what I think
when I know you don't care.
Get back to the farm
and tend to your crops.
Don't be like that.
The right people have been
brought in here to deal with this.
Well, there it is.
That's the Hamilton house.
I checked on Billy after the accident.
His neurological reflexes were slow.
His body temperature was fluctuating.
And like I said in my fax, I could have
sworn his pupils were fixed and dilated.
But he's alive.
You're not coming in with us?
No, thanks.
It's the smell.
The smell?
Billy has a pulse, and he breathes,
and he says, hi, howdy,
how's the weather?
But he smells of death.
After you.
Why, thank you, Lindsay.
Humid.
Yeah, can I help you?
Eliza Hamilton?
Call me Lizzie.
What's this about?
Your son.
We'd like to talk to him. Now.
I'm sorry. I'm Lindsay Donner,
and this is Dr. Hendricks.
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Said you was coming around.
Come on in.
What's that all about?
I'm sorry. I just...
What?
Nothing.
Let's go to work.
Gotta find a way to make this tasty.
You do what you do.
I didn't know you could
grow vermain in these parts.
You know your herbs, do you?
The swamp serves up more plants
than you ever dreamed of.
Plants could do wondrous things.
Find Billy out back.
That's Billy.
That's Seth, my eldest.
Seth ain't with us no more.
He died a while back.
I'm so sorry.
Someone in the car just
hit him and ran off.
Didn't even stop,
see if he was all right.
Around here,
people say we got what we deserved.
Oh !
I didn't even see you sitting there.
That's my Layla.
She don't say too much
since Seth passed on.
Well, she's real happy now
Billy's home, aren't you, hon?
How is your brother, Layla?
Does he seem okay to you?
Like I said,
she don't say too much.
Are you Billy Hamilton?
Yes, sir.
I'm Dr. Anton Hendricks
from the OSIR.
I just wanted to ask you a few questions
about what happened the other night.
The other night...
OK, I guess.
Hear you've talked
to half the town.
Yeah.
Good thing everyone
was expecting us.
You know, we even turned up
one case of alien abduction.
Looked just like Elvis, right?
Well, apparently Mrs. Culver never
got over the death of the king.
Yeah, well, look,
everyone seems to agree
that strange things have been happening
ever since you boys found Billy Hamilton.
Well, you got people's
imaginations going, too.
It was night, right?
Maybe there wasn't
a body in the swamp.
I've seen my share of
floaters in my time, son.
I swear, that boy was a goner.
Water started bubbling,
and then all hell broke loose.
Well, did you ever think that
maybe the body just floated away
or sank back down
to the bottom?
No, sir.
So it just got up
and strolled away.
By the time we got to
the Hamilton place,
there he was, right as rain.
It was the damnedest thing.
Them Hamiltons is
always up to no good.
It's their way.
Stay out of this, Lem.
Why don't you tell them
about old Lizzie's conjuring?
Bet you that had
something to do with it.
Conjuring, as in black magic?
Don't pay my baby
brother no mind.
Backwoods folks
got their own ways.
Home remedies,
potions for this and that.
Hell, some people even say
the swamp water's got magical powers.
Really?
Perhaps you boys know
something we don't.
****
I was in my boat, you know,
checking my lines, and...
Then all of a sudden
everything just goes fuzzy.
Did you black out?
Um, maybe.
Shoot, I don't remember nothing.
I remember being on the porch with Mama
and Layla, and they were hugging me.
Three days later, look at me.
Do you remember seeing a bright light,
or feeling that you were leaving your body?
No, no, sir.
No, I can't say I did.
Oh. Well,
your pupils seem to be fine now.
Okay.
Would you please open your shirt?
Sir...
I have to understand
what's happening to you.
Yes, sir.
How long have you had this?
Uh, just since the accident, sir.
What's wrong with me?
I don't know.
It might be something bacterial.
Bacterial?
I don't want to be sick, doc.
I understand, Billy.
You make him better, Doc Hendricks.
You alright, Doc?
Yes, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
That's what I miss.
Trees.
Yeah, it's hard to imagine anyone
living in a place like this.
So far out of nowhere.
You did.
I managed to escape.
Yeah, give me a cell phone,
a fax machine and a cab on every corner.
I like locking my doors at night.
Could be a moonshiner.
Or a hunter.
Is it hunting season already?
No, around here it's
always hunting season.
He's been watching
us since we drove up.
Sheriff thinks Billy hit a
stump just under the water.
See this hole?
Splintering extends outwards.
That was no accident.
Everybody finished eating ?
I took these today.
I don't want what he's got.
At first I thought that Billy was suffering
from a unique strain of necrotizing fasciitis.
But you're not absolutely sure.
I'm not.
The tissue damage seems to be
spreading at an uncommonly fast rate,
a rate that is remarkably
similar to another condition.
Which is ?
Claire ?
Human decomposition after death.
After 24 hours, the dead human
body begins to soften.
Smell, accompanied by a greenish red
discoloration to the head and neck.
Yum !
If I didn't know any better, I'd say that
his body is decaying right before our eyes.
If Billy died and came back to life,
what did he see, what's on the other side?
No.
It has to be
flesh-eating disease.
Now, I mean.... I... I...
I know the immune system is
almost entirely non-existent
and I read about this
in in medical journals.
But that would not explain...
Slow down, Anton.
Have you start Billy
on antibiotic therapy ?
What do you all think I'm doing here ?
Wasting space ?
When was that all about?
I don't know.
We should probably just give him
a couple minutes to cool off.
Didn't hurt none.
Word is you're feeling poorly,
Billy.
Stayed in too long
swimming out here.
You don't look so good at all.
What the hell happened to you,
son?
I don't know.
Don't you remember?
Could be you don't.
Little too much swamp water
on the brain, I guess, huh?
Hey there, Layla.
Did Billy tell you what happened, huh?
You wouldn't keep no
secrets from me, would you?
Get the hell off our land.
And I'm telling you again,
you've got ten seconds.
Well, you think you can count that high?
I might have to skip a few numbers.
You can mess with all the
spells and charms you like,
but you can't bring
the dead back to life.
It ain't possible.
What's he talking about, Mama?
Anton, you tweak that sensor over there,
just yank it in a little closer to the dog.
Can't you move it yourself?
Anton, that's a breeding
ground for dog spiders.
Right, I forgot.
Yeah, there we go.
Anton, you all right?
It's okay, I'm just a...
Just a little under the weather.
Uh... don't mention this to Prager.
How come?
Well, I don't know.
He might overreact.
And tell Elsinger? I doubt it.
Besides, if it's just a little bug you got,
that's all it is, right? Just a little bug?
What is it?
Come here, I'll show you.
Methane.
Of course.
Marsh gas.
Yeah, there's probably pockets of natural
methane trapped underneath the swamp.
What's releasing the gas?
It could be spring runoff, could be...
could be anything, really.
I'll tell you one thing it's not, though.
Black magic.
There it is again.
It's over that way,
about 500 meters.
Can you identify it?
Well, it appears to be human, but...
From the depth and tone of the blues...
It can have a body temperature
more than 20 degrees centigrade.
Listen.
Sounds like a bear.
But it's cold-blooded.
It's got to be...
well, maybe it's a reptile.
That size and standing upright?
Well...
Let's go find it.
There's nothing out here.
I picked it up on thermography
and motion sensors.
Where the hell is it?
Well, I guess we lost it.
All right.
OK, I was sure.
Come on, this way.
Hold it, boy !
Lem...
What the hell is this ?
Don't move !
Neither one of you.
Now tell me what the hell you're up to
or I take you down too, I swear !
Get that gun out of my face !
Anton !
Let's just chill a minute, all right ?
Lem, nobody's get hurt here.
Somebody already has.
One of your people, i reckon.
What ?!
Man's got the right to
protect his property.
Where?
Up yonder, along that fence.
You can't just shoot a man like that.
That's Seth Hamilton.
But it can't be, he's dead.
Yeah, yeah, we can see that.
No, but he's been dead for months.
Some wacko must have dug him
up and stuck him on my fence.
Lem, is this some kind of a sick joke?
Who'd do something like this?
The Hamiltons. Who the hell else?
You drank it all, son.
You want to get better.
Yes, ma'am.
Shoot, mom.
It's too salty.
You've got to hold yourself together now.
You drank!
Mama!
Nothing's going to help me now,
mama!
Mama, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom.
What's happening?
Why not buy me again?
Lizzie Hamilton keeps a
lot of salt in the house.
Really?
I analyzed the black residue that
was on Billy's photograph.
And I checked into all
the plants and artifacts
that Lizzie has in her kitchen.
I think she's practicing Wicca.
She makes baskets?
Where's the salt figure in?
Well, in some cultures, people believe that
salt helps the dead regain their senses.
Gotta be murder on
their blood pressure.
But in an attempt to
return to the grave,
the undead may
become violent.
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but in order to return to the grave,
you had to be there in the first place.
Billy Hamilton
wasn't ever buried.
We're not even sure
he was ever dead.
Eh, I'm beginning to wonder what it is we're
supposed to be looking for in this case.
You know that roadhouse
we passed on the way in?
Yeah.
You think there's a connection?
Sure hope not.
I was just hoping we could go there
later and do a little dancing.
Hey, hey, this isn't the
way we usually do things.
You're good.
No.
They found another body.
Oh, jeez.
Oh, my Lord.
Seth. He's supposed to be six feet under.
Not anymore.
Where was he buried?
I'm not sure.
When he got his self killed,
Lizzie, she took the body back to the
house, said she'd take care of her own.
But he was dead.
I filed the accident report.
Of course he's dead.
Look at the man.
He was moldering in his grave long
before your troglodyte brother shot him.
Just the same.
We would still like to have a look at that
accident report and death certificate.
Fine. I'll go dig them up.
I'll do a preliminary
exam on the body.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
You seem kind of wasted.
You don't think wasted is
my time discussing this?
If I can't do my job,
you'll be the first to know.
It's the body identified as Seth Hamilton.
What the hell
happened to this man?
Although obviously deceased,
he apparently received a recent
gunshot wound to the chest.
This doesn't make sense.
Oh no !
No !
You ever seen Hendricks
like this before?
I don't know what to say.
He hasn't been himself
since we got here.
I need my team
operating at 100%.
If Hendricks is losing it,
we've got to pick up the slack.
Uh, found this in the backwoods.
Cannabis.
Don't ask.
Where was it?
It was right where we found Seth.
It was growing through the fence between
Lem's property and the Hamilton's.
Well, that's it.
That's why Lem's been so spooked lately.
Hey.
I got here as soon as I could.
Where's the body?
I wish they'd just leave us alone.
Who is it?
Seth?
Oh no !
This has gone too far.
This has got to stop.
Now !
Fulciparum malaria is recurring,
isn't it?
Did you know about this?
Anton and I had an understanding.
Excuse me.
I need to order
medication for my patient.
What about you two?
Look, I know a field officer has to
be in peak condition, but this...
Did you know about his illness?
Peter.
No.
But you had your suspicions.
It's Anton.
Anton's the best,
in any condition.
And I can't risk the
integrity of an investigation.
Now, corpses are going missing.
I need you two to go up and check out where
Seth Hamilton was supposed to be buried.
I'll keep an eye on Hendricks.
You gonna suspend him?
Appears that someone was very
anxious to get into this grave.
Or to get out.
How did you pass the medicals?
No one watches the watchers.
Why didn't you tell me?
It didn't interfere with my work.
I managed to keep it at bay.
Malaria isn't something that goes away,
whether you like it or not.
You'll have my resignation
in the morning.
Anton, everyone, myself included,
has their weaknesses.
Some people aren't worth the effort it
takes to accommodate their situation.
You're worth the effort.
But we have to be
honest with each other.
Otherwise, what's the point?
Thanks, Matt.
Get some rest.
I don't want to see a
toe tag hanging off this.
You knew about your brother's little
cash crop, didn't you, Sheriff?
I plowed the last crop under myself,
figured there was gonna be an end to it.
That's why Lem tried to kill
Billy and Seth Hamilton?
He caught him raiding
the Garden of Eden here?
You better have evidence
to back that up.
Oh, come on !
Those reports you filed
read like Pulp Fiction.
Them boys were in accidents,
and I got no proof says they weren't.
A hit and run raises a
lot of questions, Sheriff.
Unless people in these parts like to
whittle holes in their boats to pass the time.
Lem couldn't have been...
What if he did?
What the hell you expect
me to do about it?
He's my family.
He's all I got.
Oh, I get it now.
If you're the Sheriff's brother,
you can get away with murder.
You can still do the
right thing here, Sheriff.
And if you don't...
I'm gonna do it for you.
Please, Mrs. Hamilton,
may we come in?
Billy's not here.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Hamilton,
but we have to talk about Seth.
Seth?
Seth's been dead and
gone for months now.
You go on, tell them, Mom.
Go on, tell them the truth.
We're not going to pretend that we
understand what's going on here.
But we do want to help you.
You can't help me.
You folks come here uninvited.
This is family business.
Now you just clear out of here.
No one's going anywhere.
Mama...
We're going to have us a
Hamilton family barbecue.
Peter.
You're dead meat.
All of you.
And this time,
you're going to stay dead.
You're leaving with brother Seth,
don't you, Lem?
No, no!
Get him off me!
Shut up!
We should have done
this a long time ago.
Please, Seth, don't go !
You got to send him back, baby.
You got to send him back.
Help me!
Help!
Help me!
What the hell?
Help me!
Help me !
No, let me go !
I know it hurts,
but we can't go on this way.
No! No!
Let me go, Billy!
Billy, let me go!
Billy!
No!
No!
Lem !
No !
There's nothing more we can do.
They're gone now.
Mama...
I'm sorry. I miss them so...
I just wanted us all
to be together again.
Final case log.
Sheriff Jackson is presently
under investigation
for his role in covering
up his brother's crimes.
The bodies of Billy and Seth
Hamilton and Lem Jackson
were never recovered from the swamp.
Official cause and time of death for
these three men remains undetermined.
Prager out.
Now, even the most extensive
review of herbal medicine
and its link to white magic cannot offer
a conventional analysis of these events.
Was this apparent resurrection
the result of some strange
geophysical reaction in the swamp?
Or did Layla Hamilton focus
psychokinetic abilities
to bring her beloved
brothers back to life?
Whatever the answer,
this one family's wishes were granted,
but with horrific results.
For Psi Factor, I'm Dan Aykroyd.
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