The Dresden Files (2007–2008): Season 1, Episode 6 - Soul Beneficiary - full transcript

Gerry, time for breakfast!

Ah.

Wake up sleepy head.

Gerry.

Time for breakfast honey.

Ready or not, here I come.

Ah.

Gerry?

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Good morning sweetheart.

Please don't be mad at me.



I seem to have
forgotten your name.

Nancy!

Oh, god, Nancy.

Mr. Franks, please try to relax.

Just calm... drink some tea.

It's best for jangled nerves.

You're married.

Is that your wife Nancy
you're talking about?

Ten years.

I'm sorry, I'm getting so...

Please.

It's just, I'm terrified that
any moment now I'm going to

drop dead and I'm going
to leave her all alone.

You look like a
pretty fit guy to me.



You exercise, right?

I run, five times a week.

Do you have any enemies
or anyone after you, or...

No, no, no.

See, it's not like that.

In the visions I'm
having, I just die.

I'm not murdered or
anything, I just die.

You just die.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Sometimes I see myself
slipping on the bathroom floor

and cracking my skull.

Other times I'm out for a run
and I just suddenly fall down.

It's so strange.

It's like I'm having
this supernatural,

out-of-body experience.

Like I'm watching
myself in a movie.

I'm sorry to ask,

but are you on any anti-
anxiety medication?

You're not going
to help me are you?

I know an excellent
psychotherapist.

Can't you just hypnotize me
or something, I mean,

can you do something to block
out these visions.

I've sent a number
of people to him,

and he really is great.

You should give him a call.

Oh Mr. Franks, Mr. Franks!

Mr. Franks!

Here's a question.

If you could see the future

but you couldn't do
anything to change it,

would you still want to know?

Me, I prefer surprises,
except in my soup.

Kelton Franks, 40 years
old, from Highland Park.

Was he a client or a friend?

Neither, I just met the guy.

What else can you
tell me about him?

Well, he was having premonitions
he was going to die

and now he's dead.

I meant something
you didn't tell me

on the phone an hour ago.

Uh, he's been married 10
years and he likes running.

Hm, married, that's
probably what killed him.

You don't have a good thing
to say about the institution

of marriage do you?

No, I don't have a good thing
to say about my ex husband.

Excuse us.

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

I'll have Butters run a full
range of blood tests

to see if anything pops up.

Okay.

What?

No demand for an autopsy?

Well not yet, but
I reserve the right.

I reserve the authority.

Bye.

Alas poor Kelton,

he did not go gentle
into that good night,

it was probably your tea that killed him

given that you haven't
washed your teapot

during the current millennium...

I don't think
it was bad housekeeping

that killed him Bob.

Then what was it? Poison?

People die, you
know, it happens.

I checked his aura,
it was clean.

Unlike your dishware.

Ell, you might at least
check the cup for spittle...

and how much did he drink?

I don't know, two sips.

Hardly enough
material to test with.

Next time I'll grab a kidney.

Yes, a kidney would be good.

A heart would be fantastic!

Spittle!

Garden variety heart attack...

Elevated cardiac enzymes...

Tox screen came back negatory...

Nada for drugs, alcohol,
poisons... boring.

Figures.

Poor guy probably worried
himself to death.

You know, I wash my
hands constantly.

What?

I mean, haven't you noticed
you never touch anything

that I've touched?

I do so.

Can I release the body
to his wife Nancy?

Yeah, just bring me
the paperwork to sign.

Okay.

Mrs. Franks? Nancy?

I'm It. Murphy.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

The Coroner says it
was a heart attack.

A heart attack?

But he was so healthy,

I mean, he jogged
5 miles this morning.

Thanks Sharon.

Can I get you a glass of water?

Yes, water would be nice.

Wait a minute, can
I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

If my husband died
of a heart attack.

Oh, well, your husband died
in the office

of a friend of mine.

A friend of yours?

Well, more like someone I
work with, a consultant,

Harry Dresden.

Kelton never mentioned his name.

What kind of
consulting does he do?

He helps out with unusual cases.

Unusual how?

What was my husband doing in
a police consultant's office

when he died?

Mrs. Franks, your husband
died of a heart attack.

I'm really sorry.

Take whatever time you need.

Nothing?

Not a smidge of colour.

Good.

Who was that on the phone?

Murphy.

Coroner says it's
a heart attack.

It's all over.

Harry, you're
not really satisfied

with that conclusion are you?

Oh please, I mean there
are at least 50 spells

that could mimic a heart attack!

Maybe we have been testing
for the wrong thing...

And if we're to do
any further experiments

we're going to need
quite a bit more

of dear old Kelton.

I wish you could have pinched
a hair follicle or two

off the dead body before
the police arrived.

I've got an idea.

It's a little out there.

And how would that
be any different

from any of your other ideas?

Mixture's not strong enough.

I am trying to capture the
essence, not overwhelm it.

Yes well, the only thing
you're going to capture

is a house fly or two.

Oh please.

All right, do that voodoo
that you do, not very well.

Could you just...

Not strong enough?

Maybe I just need to put a
little more, that's all.

Get out of here.

Fine.

Hello.

I'm Nancy Franks,
Kelton Franks' wife.

Oh, I'm very sorry
about your husband.

Thank you.

I'm sorry for
coming over like this,

I really should have
called first, but...

No, it's okay.

I just really needed to see
the place where Kelton...

Okay, come in.

Please excuse the place.

- Can I get you a
drink or something?
- No thank you.

It says on your door
that you're a wizard.

What does that mean?

It just means I help people
with unusual problems.

Unusual how?

Oh you know, metaphysical,
inexplicable, just stuff.

Was Kelton a client of yours?

No, he was just lost, he asked
for directions, that was it.

Did you just lie to me?

Of course not!

Yes you did, I can
see it in your eyes.

No Mrs. Franks, why
would I do that?

What are you doing here?

Is it some kind of a shrine?

Yeah, that does look unusual
doesn't it, but it's simple.

I can actually explain.

Is that blood?

No, no, no, no.

It's a special varnish,
it keeps the wood supple.

Why was my husband here?

Okay, it was nothing really.

He just came by; He wanted my
help interpreting some dreams.

Okay, that was it.

What dreams?

He never talked to
me about any dreams.

Mrs. Franks, please
don't get upset.

What did you do to my husband?

Nancy, I didn't do anything.

Get away from me!

Get away.

Mrs Franks, please,
just calm down.

Try to relax.

You...

Mrs. Franks?

Oh my...

Not again.

So how's your heart attack
theory looking now Murphy?

You should be more concerned
about how you're looking now.

Oh give me a break!

Two deaths, in your office,
within 6 hours of each other.

My Captain's all over my ass
for not bringing you in.

Your captain should be
ordering immediate autopsies

on Nancy and Kelton Franks.

Thanks for the tip.

I already sent Kirmani
over to the funeral

to pick up Kilton's body
and bring it to the morgue.

I'd like to be there.

No.

Excuse us, again.

I'll call you when
I know something.

Thank you.

I do hope you
remembered to collect...

Okay, let's see if
anyone used a little.

Thaumaturgy on you Nancy.

I highly doubt Thaumaturgy
was used.

Their deaths were
relatively painless.

One uses Thaumaturgy to
ensure the victim suffers.

And it can also be disguised
as a heart attack.

Harry, you're not going to
like hearing this,

but there is one commonality
between the deaths

you're overlooking.

What?

- You!
- Me?

You must consider the
possibility that every time

you come near an electrical
appliance it short's out.

The heart is powered by
electrical impulses,

so if you are experiencing some
sort of core energy surge...

- Core energy surge?
- Yes.

- Bob!
- What.

I didn't give anyone
a heart attack, okay!

If you say so.

Yeah I said so.

I heard you.

So drop it!

Fine, but I wouldn't
get too close to anyone

for the next few
days if I were you.

Okay Nancy
let's see what flavour

of Grim Reaper
you had for lunch.

Sharon, 'A' sample.

Get out of here Dresden.

Murphy, I just want
to see one thing.

I said go.

What's with you?

Don't mind my little thing,
don't want to touch anybody.

Get a flu shot.

Where's Kelton's body?

This is it.

- What?
- He was cremated?

The woman at the mortuary
said that Mrs. Franks'

told her too.

I can't believe this.

What am I going to do
with a bunch of ashes?

How should I know?

I was told to bring them
back, so I brought them back.

Put them on the bench.

Can we crack her open so we
can see what's going on here?

I love a good rib-cracking,
I'll get right on it.

Sir, you're scheduled to be
in court in half an hour.

- I am?
- You are.

Thanks Sharon.

Sorry, Murphy, this is
going to have to wait

until tomorrow.

Hey Butters, I need
this done tonight.

I'll get the overtime approved.

Okay, soon as I get back.

Excuse me, could I have that?

Yes.

Get out.

Hey Bob.

I brought back a
little more Kelton.

Ready?

Get to work.

Yes, for all the
good it will do.

Any residual magic
would have been obliterated

during the cremation process.

Bob, just stick your
paw in there and tell me

if you get something, okay.

Very well.

Thank you.

Are you sure these
are Kelton's ashes?

Ah, well Kirmani got
them from the funeral home,

it said Kelton on the label.

Well, I would offer
they were mislabelled.

Something's certainly not right.

I'm going to call Murphy.

I think we need to talk to
somebody at the Funeral Home.

And you look great.

Oh, I can't believe she wore
that shawl with those shoes.

Where are we in finding
that mortician?

Nothing yet.

Dresden check in yet?

No, it's been three hours.

What makes you think he'll
find him before we do?

Twenty bucks!

You're on.

Let go of me!

Hey Murphy.

Let go of me!

- Meet Carol.
- I want to file a complaint.

Our delinquent mortician!

Police brutality.

Oh, I'm not a cop.

Assault charges
then; Kidnapping.

Look, we know the
ashes you gave police

weren't Kelton Franks'.

You do?

We do now.

This woman came into the
mortuary and said she'd

pay me if I gave her the body.

Who was she?

I don't know her name.

She said she worked
for the Coroner.

And you believed her?

She was wearing a valid I.D.
Tag on her lab coat.

She was driving the
Coroner's meat wagon.

What did she look like?

Asian, pretty, hair
pulled back, glasses.

It sounds like Butters'
assistant, Sharon.

What?

The cute one with
the clip board?

Kirmani!

That money she gave you...

Yeah?

Can you give it to me please?

- Quick as you can?
- All right.

Core energy surge my ass!

Do you really have
to use all of it?

Well, it's Sharon's
money, she touched it,

so the more I use

the better chance I've
got of finding her.

I know, but the
rent's due next week.

Bob, you're a spirit;

You live in a skull and
you have no physical needs.

You really gonna
bitch about the rent?

I'm just thinking of you.

When I cast a tracking spell

I never know where
it's gonna take me,

so I always brace
myself for the worst;

Death, depravity,
horror, the suburbs.

Oh God!

Kelton?

Who the hell are you?

Kelton.

Look pal, there's
no Kelton here,

so listen, why don't you
just get out of my house?

Settle down, settle down.

I said get out of my house!

Hey, hey, you don't
remember me, Harry Dresden?

You came to my
office this morning.

You died.

- I'll take that as a no!
- Get out!

Calm down, calm down!

No need for violence!

Listen, do you have
a twin brother?

Get out!

Sorry about that okay, sorry.

Sorry.

Remember how I said
I prefer surprises?

Well, I've had a
change of heart.

I'd really like to know how
this is going to turn out.

I'm having a premonition,
but the answer is not well...

Kidnapping is still
a crime, right?

Well if Sharon stole his body
from his this morning,

so I gotta keep it safe, right?

Here you go.

Paul Woods.

That seems like a valid license.

Could he be a doppleganger,
or a simulacrum

Sharon created?

Skin walker?

Oh god, I hope not.

Maybe he's... I have no
idea what's going on.

Where am I?

God, what the hell
did you do to me?

It's all right, it's
all right, calm down.

Relax.

We're not going to hurt you.

We're just going to ask
you a few questions.

Who are you?

I was going to ask you that.

Fine, Paul Woods.

Paul Woods, Paul Woods...

Does the name Kelton Franks
mean anything to you?

No, who's he?

I thought he was you,

but he died this morning,
so I'm a little confused.

What's the first thing
you remember about today?

Waking up in bed
next to my wife.

Your wife.

What does your wife look like?

I'm not telling you that.

Okay, okay, okay.

What's your name?

Oh god, please don't kill me.

I'm not going to kill you.

Yes you are, I know you are.

Tell me something Kelton,
I mean Paul,

do you have premonitions that
you're about to die...

like all the time?

How could you
possibly know that?

When you woke up this morning

did you have a screeching
headache?

Who are you guys?

Did you have a headache?

Yes.

What are you thinking Bob?

Answer the phone.

What are you thinking...

No, I'm fine, answer the phone.

Hello, Harry Dresden.

Hey, it's me.

Murphy?

Hold on one second.

Stay there, stay there.

It can't be.

It can't be.

Murphy?

I just want to let you know

that I have every cop in Chicago

looking for Sharon.

Meanwhile I have been
checking her background

and it looks like she's
worked at the morgue

in 10 different cities
all over the US,

including Atlanta and
Tallahassee.

Okay, so?

So, I lifted Kelton Franks finger
prints from his home address,

and guess what?

I got two matches, one in
Atlanta, one in Tallahassee,

both under different names.

That's weird.

It gets weirder, when I pulled
the driver's license photo

on both these names

I get Kelton Franks'
face both times.

So, what the guys a con man,
moving around,

different identities?

It's a nice theory, but these
guys have one more thing

in common - they're both dead.

How does your chest feel?

Sore, why?

May I?

May you what?

What are you doing?

You poor, poor soul.

And guess what I find

when I looked at
these guys' next of kin?

- Nancy.
- Right.

Both faces are Nancy, but
the names are different,

and according to these records,
both Nancy's are still alive.

But ours is dead.

Murphy you've got to get down
to the morgue right away

and you got to make sure Nancy's
body is still there, okay.

Yeah, I think you're right.

So what was that about Bob,
what are you thinking?

That man in there is
not a doppleganger

or a simulacrum, that is
the original Kelton.

No, but he died
here this morning.

I saw it.

No, he got better.

What does that mean?

I recognize certain signs.

Signs of what?

Kelton was killed this morning

with profoundly black magic.

We did tests this morning.
Nothing came up.

We were looking for
the wrong thing.

Believe me Harry, first he
was killed with the black

and then he was
brought back by...

something even worse.

What are you talking about?

Tragedy, heartbreak,
unspeakable pain.

Paul, are you okay?

Who are you?

I'm Sharon, I'm here
to take you home.

You are in over your head Harry.

Whoever is behind
this has tremendous power

and the will to use it.

So what am I supposed to do?

Drop Kelton off at the
nearest street corner?

I could use a little
support here Bob.

You're right, I'm sorry.

I'm behind you 100%, whatever
decision you may make.

Sharon, she's done it again.

She will no doubt bring him
back when it suits her.

Uh...

She didn't kill him
with black magic.

Something tells me he's going
to stay dead this time Bob.

Yogi Berra once said, this is
like d?j? vu all over again.

I've always found that
feeling unsettling.

Of course, it could be worse.

I could be Kelton.

It says here his
name is Paul Woods.

It's Kelton.

New name, new identity.

But we both saw Kelton this
morning and he was dead.

Just like the
guy in Tallahassee,

the guy in Atlanta... dead.

Murphy, just hold on, okay.

I want to bet you a day's pay
one of those guys died

when he was out running

and one of those guys
died in a bathroom fall.

How do you know that?

I don't think those were
premonitions Kelton was having.

I think they were memories.

I think you know the drill.

I'm getting close Murphy.

That is why Sharon
killed him for real.

What do you mean for real?

Okay, look, there's a lot I
don't get, but what I think

is that she has the ability
to make it look like

somebody's dead without
them actually being dead.

Believe it or not, that
actually makes sense to me.

They pump them full
of korari poison,

a paralytic agent, then
Sharon fakes the autopsy.

So that's the how,
what's the why?

Greed Harry.

I'll bet you a day's pay
that this is about money,

specifically life insurance.

Yeah, and why kill
lots of different people

when you can kill the same
guy over and over again, right?

Exactly.

The wife, Nancy,
her body's gone.

What do you mean?

I mean the drawer her corpse
used to be in, is empty.

There's more.

We sent a unit to
search Paul Wood's place -

the house is in flames.

Okay, that's Sharon, she
tying up loose ends.

Now listen, Nancy,
she might still be alive,

but maybe not for long.

Alive? What are you on pal?

No, no, I'll explain
it in the car. Let's go.

Hey, watch your back.

Sharon might decide
you're a loose end too.

Thanks Murphy.

Harry, you must find Sharon.

She must be stopped.

I'm on it.

She must have touched this.

Good, good.

Now, when you find her, how
do you plan to defeat her?

That will be a
game time decision.

No, no, no.

You must have a proper plan,
otherwise the game will be

over before it even starts.

Okay, earlier when you said
Kelton was killed by the black

and brought him back,
what did you mean by that Bob?

Resurrection, reanimation,
but the name is not important.

What is important is the power.

Power to what?

Bring someone back to life?

That's not possible.

Not even for a wizard...

is it?

What do you know about all this?

Enough... to be trapped inside
my own skull for all eternity.

Didn't you lock the door?

Yeah, I did.

Nancy?

Nancy.

Nancy.

I know you're here Sharon.

I know... you're... here.

You really should
improve your security.

This is the 2nd time I've
gotten in here today.

What's this all about?
Insurance money?

You collecting death benefits
over and over again?

It's not all about money.

What's it about then?

It doesn't matter.

Once I leave town they'll
never find me or stop me.

Hello sweetheart.

Listen carefully.

Your name is Gerry Tildon,
you live on Oaktree Court

in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

This is your wife Lisa.

You've been married
to her for 8 years.

You love each other very much.

Hi Lisa.

I'm Lisa's best friend Wendy.

I'll be staying with
you two for a while.

Hey Wendy.

This is a mistake.

We should be heading for
Tahiti, not Milwaukee.

I went to a lot of trouble setting
up this new Tildon identity.

I intend to get
my money's worth.

And then we can disappear.

Everything will be okay Gerry.

Okay sweetheart, let's go.

We have a long
drive ahead of us.

Oh yeah, yeah.

Yeah we do.

Dresden?

Harry!

Great, Sharon's
still in the wind

and now Dresden's missing.

He's probably on a weekend
pass to middle earth.

Harry?

Harry?

What are you looking at?

Just the usual weirdness.

His coat.

Something's not right.

Let's go.

Where did that come from?

I have no idea.

How's he doing this?

Electricity?

How does he even
know we're here?

Gerry Tildon mean
anything to you?

No, not yet.

Okay, I'm off to the
bank to open a new account

and then we've got a
twelve o'clock appointment

with the insurance agent.

Make sure he drinks every drop.

I doubled the dosage
to keep him pliant.

He'll still be able to sign
the insurance papers, right?

He'll do anything we tell him.

But just in case he gives
you any trouble, kill him.

Gerry, time for breakfast!

Wake up sleepy head.

Gerry!

Ready or not, here I come.

Good morning sweetheart.

Please don't be mad at me.

I seem to have
forgotten your name.

Gerry, I love your
sense of humor.

That's why I love you.

Drink your juice, and
I'll show you how much.

What's the matter baby?

I don't know.

I just... I feel strange.

Well then, drink your juice.
It's fresh squeezed.

Go on.

Oh my god.

Honey are you mad at me?

Can we talk about this?

Maybe go to therapy?

Snookums!

Oh, I loved that picture.

Honey.

It's the potion.

Hello sweetheart.

Hello...

- Police!
- Whoa.

Harry?

Oh honey, don't go.

Hey, Harry, Harry, look at me.

Are you okay?

Oh yeah, I know you.

Harry, come on.

I'm guessing you've
been drugged.

Come on, let's get
you checked out.

I think she's kind of cute.

Yeah, she's adorable.

Let's go.

Come on Harry, we're
going back to Chicago.

Anything you say honey.

Come Harry, it's
going to be okay.

No, you're not driving.

What do you mean?

There you go, watch your head.

One, two, three, go! Yay!

Holy mother.

Harry, get back in the car!

You sure you're all right?

Yeah, well, thanks to you.

Can I get you anything?

No, I think whatever they
gave me is wearing off.

Well, guess I'll see you around.

- Hey Murphy...
- Yeah.

You all right?

When I came here earlier
looking for you,

there were words
written in the air.

You sure you didn't drink
something at Nancy's?

Come on, Harry.

It's just an old trick my
father taught me, that's all.

How does it work?

Well, it's a trick.

I can't tell you how it
works, it's a trick.

Right.

Of course.

Welcome back Harry.

Hey Bob.

Words in the air?

Words in the air.

Yeah, thanks for
tipping them off.

You'd have done the same for me.

You think I probably
would have done.

Sharon, she still out there?

Yeah.

Sooner or later she
will be back, you know.

Yeah, hopefully later.

So Bob?

Yes?

This resurrection thing,

death... your punishment?

You going to fill me in?

Winifred.

She was a sorceress.

What, she's the one who
turned you into a ghost?

She's the one I lost my heart
to all those centuries ago.

Yeah, and?

She died.

And I brought her back.

You brought her back?

Yes, I transgressed.

I crossed the line,
several times.

I wanted her back so
badly I destroyed us both.

And for my pains I was
sentenced to spend

all eternity in my skull.

Oh Bob!

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