The Glades (2010–2013): Season 1, Episode 7 - Cassadaga - full transcript

I see a good-looking man
entering your life.

Who?

I see Chicago,

but I don't know why.

I'm getting that...

In your work,
you can be skeptical.

But in your
personal life,

you're an open
and curious soul.

Cassadaga plays a large part
in your life.

I see you've been here
many times.

I see...



What's wrong?

The reading is over.

Well, why?

Patrick!

Hey.

Universal WiFi adapter.

Jeff wanted me
to get him one

so we could play
each other online.

Oh, goody. Another reason
for him not to do his homework.

No. Homework
comes first.

Think of this
as a motivational tool.

Hey, Callie.

Is Dr. McCord in?

Uh, actually,
he's gone all week.



Sorry. Uh, Jim Longworth,
this is Heather...

Heather Thompson.

Nice to meet you.
Uh, yeah.

Jim...Longworth.

Uh, w-what she said.

Oh. Uh, excuse me.

Yeah?

Okay, can I just leave
these samples here for McCord?

Do you mind signing
for them?

No problem.
Uh, hey.

I gotta go.

I got a...Thing
to, uh, attend to.

Nice to meet you.

Very nice to meet you.

Uh, Heather. Right?

Right.
Right.

Okay. Who was that?

A friend.

Really?

Just a friend?

Really, just a friend.

"Just a friend." Right.
If you say so.

"Welcome to Cassadaga."

This town gives me
the creeps.

Why?

It was founded by psychics
and mediums

over 100 years ago.

So cops don't like setting foot
in this town.

Do you really believe
in that stuff?

No.

Maybe.

Yeah, the department's
used a medium from here

a couple of times.

Woman named
Renee Lefleur.

She helped us find the body
of a 16-year-old girl.

Lucky guess?

While working on the case,

this Lefleur woman
tells me

an estranged relative
is gonna get very sick

and that I should make peace
with him.

Six weeks later,

my Uncle gets diagnosed
with cancer.

Did you make peace?

No. He was a mean
son of a bitch

but my point is,
who wants to know their future?

Not me.
And not any cops i know.

Why'd you stop?

Got to obey
the local traffic laws.

Shh!
Do you hear that?

Even the dogs don't bark
in this town.

Boo!

Funny.

Real funny.

Some say
I don't play well with others.

I was a damn good Detective
in Chicago

until a disagreement
with my boss

encouraged me to pack it up
and make a change.

So I put the Windy City
in my rearview

and headed
to the Sunshine State

to kick back, play some golf,
work on my tan,

maybe write the occasional
speeding ticket.

Yeah, well...

That didn't work out.

The Glades 1x07
Cassadaga
Original Air Date on August 22, 2010

That first on scene?
Yes, it is, sir.

Welcome back,
Mr. Sanchez.

Miss Lefleur.

This is
Detective Longworth.

This is Caitlin Zelman,
the victim's wife.

I'm sorry for your loss,
Mrs. Zelman.

I wish to offer
my services

to help find whoever did this
to Patrick.

Your relation to him?

He was a friend.

Same line of business?

Similar.
He was a psychic.

I'm a medium.

And the difference is...?

A psychic can tell you
your past, present, and future

by reading
your energy field.

A medium can communicate
with the spirits of the dead.

Good to know.

Well, we'll call you
if we need you.

You'll call.

Either he has
really slow reflexes,

or I see a fatal flaw
in his psychic ability.

These people have
walk-in business,

so they keep
their front doors open.

So we don't know if the killer
was invited in.

It doesn't feel
like a robbery.

Have I mentioned how this place
gives me the creeps?

Can you give us
a minute?

Of course.

Your husband have
any enemies?

No.

How long
you been married?

10 months.

Oh! Newlyweds.

Yeah? First time?

I'm divorced.

How long?

11 months.

Wow.

Quick turnaround.

How'd your ex feel
about this marriage?

Not great.

His name?

Evan Gratton.

He, uh, is
a Merchant Mariner.

Shipped out?
No.

He just returned
from eight months out to Sea.

An ex-husband
with hard feelings, huh?

My ex would never have done
this sort of thing.

Well, that in there
looks pretty personal.

Nothing more personal
than a...

Than an ugly divorce.

Don't you think?

All right.
Well, look, Mrs. Zelman...

I'm gonna ask you
to walk inside,

maybe take a look around.

See if you can see anything
that's missing.

You think
you can do that?

Okay.

Yeah? Okay.
Here. You take her in?

Can you take Mrs. Zelman in?
Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Sara Weston?

You found the body?

Uh, yes.

Says here you had a psychic
sense that Patrick was dead.

That's right.

How's that work?

I can't explain my gift.

I've just always had it.

Uh...Well,
I'm not psychic,

so I'm gonna need some details
as to the circumstances.

I was giving a reading
across the street in my house.

Who to?

Uh, a woman --

Dr. Britney Newhall.

She called me from D.C.,

said she was
going to be in town.

She had been to Patrick

and wanted to try
someone different.

I think the fact that this woman
had been to Patrick

triggered my feeling him,

which led me to sense
his death.

Any sense of the killer?

No.

Oh. Well, maybe I should speak
to a medium

to get Patrick to say
who killed him.

Are you making fun,
Detective?

A little.

You'll see.

Where do I find
this Britney Newhall?

She's at the hotel.

There's only one.

Oh, so, I don't need
my palm read to find it, then.

Tamarac.

Sorry. What?

Your wife.

Oh. Not married.

Your wife will be
from Tamarac.

Yeah.

So, how long had you
been getting readings

from Patrick Zelman,
Dr. Newhall?

About three years.

My mother lived nearby,

before she passed away
five months ago.

I would come and see Patrick
whenever I came to town.

So, two,
three times a year?

We also had
some palm readings.

So, after all this time,
why change psychics?

I've seen others
off and on.

Yeah, but why were you
looking to change now?

When I first started
with Patrick,

I felt that he was adding
insight to my life.

And lately I just --
I didn't get that.

You're a medical doctor,
right?

Yes.

Many people in your profession
use psychics?

Professionals of all types
see psychics.

Yeah, but...
I get a lump on my head,

I want a doctor
to go to a book,

not a Tarot card.

I can separate out
the two.

I'm not looking to channel
dead relatives.

I just think that science
doesn't always have the answers.

Did you have to drag me
all the way down to Homestead?

I don't like to go into
a suspect's apartment alone.

You do realize I don't carry
a gun, right?

Yeah, but the bad guys
don't know that.

Evan Gratton?

I'm gonna ask you
a few questions.

Can I come in?

What's going on?

Your ex-wife's husband
was killed this morning.

What?
Yeah.

Stabbed in Cassadaga.

You haven't been to Cassadaga
recently, have you?

Never set foot.

Oh.
I've been at sea for the last eight months!

Oh, yeah. Heard,

when you came back
to a little surprise.

Yeah.
You could say that.

Instead of being greeted
with a hug,

I was greeted
with divorce papers.

So I'm guessing you're not
a Patrick Zelman fan, are you?

I never met the man.

But what kind of man

steals another man's wife
when he's gone?

Oh, nice.

What is that?

Zulu warrior shield
from South Africa.

I just brought it back.

Nine months is a long time
to stew about being two-timed.

Believe me, man.
I'm over Caitlin.

Got myself a new Lady.

Congratulations.

Whatever.

Caitlin was always
into that psychic crap.

Wasn't surprised she ended up
with one of those whack jobs.

Whack jobs, huh?

Got an alibi
for yesterday?

I do. Yeah.

I was with Tammy all day.
Just ask her.

Tammy!

Hey, Tams!

Did the wife find anything
of her husband's

missing in the house?

Just one thing --

his reading glasses.

His reading glasses?

Bought at your friendly
neighborhood drugstore.

Huh.

Detective Longworth.

Miss Lefleur.

What can we do for you?

It's more what i can do
for you.

I had a vibration today.

A vibration?

Someone near you
is going to die very soon.

Near him?

Be very careful.

See? Nothing good ever comes
from me being near you.

Nothing.

Oh, man!

Oh. Hey. Here.
Let me help you with that.

Oh, thanks.

Jim, right?

Uh, yeah.
Heather.

Yeah?
That's it.

Ohh.

Ah. Ohh!

What have you got in here?

Drugs.

I'm a professional
pusher.

Oh. Good to know.

What do you do?

I am a cop.

I put away
professional pushers.

Well,
you're holding my bag.

Doesn't that make you my mule
or something?

Oh, wow.

I've been called a jackass
a few times in my life --

never a mule.

Yeah, well, giddyup, mule.

What's the street value
on this thing?

Most of it's more likely
to give you a nasty discharge

than any kind
of an actual high.

Oh, well,
that'll keep demand down.

There you go.

Thanks again.

No problem.

See ya.

Bye.

Any problems getting Jeff
to do his homework?
None.

Oh, he must be motivated.

Yeah, that must be it.

Got something for me?

"Forza motorsport."
Really?

Hit Max rpms last week.

Mm.

You look busy.

Yeah, I'm trying
to catch up

so I can go
to this white coat ceremony.

What's that?

It's where the Dean

hands us our first
white physician coat.

It's mostly symbolic.

Sounds kind of special.

Well, it is...
Kind of special.

And there's this after-party
that's supposed to be fun.

Need a date?

I mean, if that's something
you think we could...Do.

Or not?

I'm concerned about Jeff.

I thought he liked me.

Jeff loves you.

I just think
it might freak him out

if we went
on an actual date.

Oh.

Oh,
I...I didn't realize.

I didn't...

Okay. Um...

Where are you from?

Where am I from?

Been meaning to ask you
for a while.

Where are you from?

Coral Springs.

Coral Springs.
Why?

No reason.

No reason.

Hey, Jim!
You know what?

If life has taught me
anything,

it is to grab the bull
by the horns --

so to speak.

I need a date
to the white coat party.

Interested?

A date?

Yeah, it'll be fun.

Open bar,
lots of food...

Cheesy deejay.

Um...

She's right.
Sounds like fun.

Well, oh, okay.

Great!

It's a date.
Here's my card.

We can work out
the details later.

Just give me a call.

Okay.
Oh...

Okay. See ya.
Bye.

She always
that aggressive?

Guess you'll soon
find out.

You wanted to see me?

Uh, Patrick Zelman.

I want you to do
a background check.

Criminal, personal,
financial.

Uh, Jim.

Jim, one sec.

This is Adam Quinn,

president of
the Cassadaga town council.

This murder has shaken
our community.

Something like this
hasn't happened in Cassadaga

since that young couple five years ago.
Right.

The young couple?

Yeah.
Paul and Linda Gilbert.

They left Cassadaga and haven't
been seen or heard from since.

We never found
their bodies,

but we presumed
foul play.

I want to offer the assistance
of my town.

Your town?

Oh. Wow.

That's nice.

Did your town help, uh, five years ago
with the young couple?

Yes, but for some reason,

they were unable
to make contact.

What, do the dead have low
or high frequencies?

How does that work?

That part is a mystery.

That's one word for it.

Call you if we need you.

Uh, would you excuse me?

Jim.

So...

Is it your goal in life
to offend everyone

or just the people
i have to tread lightly around?

Why do you have to tread lightly
around Mr. Magoo?

Because,
despite your skepticism,

they have helped the FDLE
in the past.

Uh, yeah.
That is Scary.

What is Renee Lefleur's history
with the FDLE?

Actually,
she's who I'm talking about.

She's helped in a number
of cases.

I know
it's politically tricky

to involve a psychic or a medium
in a criminal investigation.

Why?

What is she saying?

No, it's what
she's not saying.

You think
she's hiding something?

I think they're all
hiding something.

I was under the impression

you weren't planning on using
the town psychics or mediums.

I wasn't.

Then why are we gonna
go see miss Lefleur?

If her abilities are good enough
for the FDLE,

they're good enough for me.

Besides, I think
she's hiding something.

Maybe a reading
will tell me what it is.

In 50 yards,
make a legal u-turn.

You're lost, aren't you?

I didn't say that.

We were just here yesterday.

I'm taking another route.
I'm taking in the countryside.

In 30 yards,
make a legal u-turn.

You're lost.

Approaching -- right.

This thing's
going in and out.

Turn left.

You know, some people say
the psychic energy in Cassadaga

impacts these
GPS devices.

Or maybe we're just
in a dead zone.

Every time I'm near you,
I'm in a dead zone, apparently.

You do know psychics
just say very general things,

and we fill in the blanks,
right?

30 yards, turn right.
What is general about

"someone near you
is gonna die very soon"?

That sounds
pretty specific to me.

Approaching right turn.

Turn left.

Turn left.

Oh, Lady,
you are not helping.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where are you going?
Where are you going?

Watch out! Whoa!

Is that blank general enough
for you?

Well, I brought Patrick Zelman's
wedding ring,

like you asked.

Place it on the table.

Where is Dr. Sanchez?

Uh, out guarding the car.

Does your car
need guarding?

He thought it did.

Why Zelman's
wedding ring?

Any metal object
of his would do.

It's called psychometry.

Metal objects
belonging to a person,

dead or alive,

contain energy

that helps transfer information
from that person.

Just not that couple that went
missing five years ago, huh?

Sadly, I could not connect
to their spirits.

As a medium,
most of my work involves death.

I just wish I could prevent
a tragedy some time.

Do you...
Always.

In case you'd like to refer
to the session later.

Oh.

I'm getting that Patrick knew
the person who killed him...

And that the person
who killed him...

Has been in his house.

To kill him.
Yeah.

You won't find
answers there.

This person
returned to the house

after you removed
his body.

This person is afraid
and returned to the house

after killing Patrick.

The answer is
in his house.

Someone has been here.

Carlos?

Carlos!

Carlos!

Carlos!

How's he doing?

Oh, a few scratches.

A little ringing in the ears,
but seems okay.

Look at you.

Not a scratch, huh?

Next time, you're opening
the front door, my friend.

He seems like
his normal self.

All the same,
he should get a CT Scan,

make sure there's no swelling
or brain bruises.

Yeah. Go. Go.
Be good.

Thanks.

All right.

The gas was turned on
in the house.

That in combination
with some form of combustible

caused the explosion.

What was combustible?

We haven't determined
that yet.

It's still
under investigation.

It's not a brand
I'm familiar with,

but I'm not a smoker.

Get a country of origin
for me?

Right.
Yeah.

Oh. And I checked out
the victim --

Patrick Zelman.

When he was 18,

he had an "assault with
a deadly weapon" charge

that was pled down
to a misdemeanor battery.

And his financials?

Three times
in the last two years,

he took out big chunks
of money --

only to have even bigger
deposits shortly thereafter.

Six weeks ago,

he withdrew
almost all his money.

This last time,

it wasn't followed
by a big deposit.

He died sort of broke.

Where'd his money go?

All four withdrawals were checks
written to investment firms.

Uh-huh.
Follow the money.

Oh!
And can you look into

couple that went missing in
Cassadaga about five years ago,

Paul and Linda Gilbert?

Find out where they were
staying, who they saw,

make and model of the car
they were driving.

On it.

So, um, I'm curious.

Do you really think Renee Lefleur sent
you to that house

to kill you?

She sent us there
for some reason.

Well,
what was the reason?

Well, she said the killer had gone back
there after the murder,

and she said that the answer
was in the house.

Oh. And you just ran
right over to look?

I guess you're not
such a skeptic after all.

Oh, no.
I'm a skeptic.

But I am gonna get her in
for questioning.

132 over 70.
Not bad.

Oh, so he's gonna live?
No thanks to you.

His MRI, CT, and chest X-rays
all came back normal.

Yeah. But do you know
how much radiation

was zapped into my body
to get those results?

He gets good news,
he still complains.

Hey. When do I leave?
Guys!

Uh, hey, so, listen.
About this white coat thing?

White coat ceremony?

The ceremony.
Yeah. Sorry.

Uh, I don't have to go.

Why wouldn't you go?

Well, you know, it might be
a little awkward for you.

Because of Heather?

Oh, please don't
flatter yourself.

I mean, listen.

Heather is a sweet girl,

once you get past
the salesman bluster.

And she's carefree
and fun.

And you guys
will have a blast.

So...For you,
it's okay.

I mean,
it's just a party.

Yeah, but, you know,

technically,
you'll be there alone.

Who said
I'll be there alone?

Oh. Well...

Well, no one said it.
I just...

Radiology, consult 417.

Radiology, 417.

Yeah?

Blue tail --
that cigarette butt --

is only sold
in South Africa.

Does that mean anything
to you?

Yeah.
It means Evan Gratton lied

about never being
in Cassadaga.

This guy's been around.

Last place he was in
was South Africa.

Carlos.
Hmm?

Admiring isn't searching.
Fine.

But what the hell
are we searching for?

We'll know
when we find it.

Uh, just so you know,

any suspicious boxes
you're opening,

I've made my quota
of things that go "boom."

What do you got?

Taped sessions
with Lefleur.

Why the hell
would he have those?

Hey, Dr. Fenton.

Hey, Callie.
How's that boy of yours?

He's good.
Thank you.

Uh, I have
this thing tonight --

the white coat
after-party.

And I totally understand

if you have much more important
things To do...

The white coat
after-party?

Sounds like fun.
Okay.

Well, I mean, if you can't,
I understand.

Say no more.

I'd love to go.

You'd love to.

But you know I'm married.
Right?

So this is just...

You know.
Know what?

Oh. Of course.

Say no more.

Say no more.

Pick you up at 8:00?

8:00 is good.

You have some...Thing
on your nose.

Yeah, you got it.

That box I found
in your apartment

was your ex-wife, Caitlin's,
wasn't it?

Must have got mixed up in
your stuff during the divorce.

Recorded sessions between
Caitlin and Renee Lefleur

and with her future husband,
Patrick Zelman.

Dated 13 months ago.

That's before Caitlin filed
for divorce.

Wasn't it?

I don't know what to do.

I'm getting a strong feeling

that you and Evan
have tried,

but you just aren't
connecting anymore.

Even when he is home,

it's like
he's a million miles away.

I would always go to my dad
for answers,

but he's dead.

If I thought my father
would approve...

Then ask him.
What?!

Ask your father.

Speak with Renee Lefleur.
The dead reach out to her.

You must have felt like shit!

Listening to this joker
convince Caitlin

to dump you
and run off with him.

Yeah, she was duped.

Yeah. With the help
of Renee Lefleur,

and that just ate at you,
didn't it?

Stuck away in some cargo ship
for months on end

with only your magazines
for company

while your wife
schtups some guy back home?

You left a cigarette
at the scene,

got your DNA all over it.

Okay, fine.

I went there.
Hell yeah.

But not to kill him.

I just wanted to tell him
I knew what he did.

I wanted to call him
a home wrecker

to his face.
Yeah, then things got out of hand.

I didn't lay a hand
on him.

Where was Caitlin
during all this?

This wasn't
about her, man.

This was about
that son of a bitch

disrespecting me
by going after what was mine.

Yeah, now he's dead,

you can go and reclaim
what's yours, right?

I didn't kill
Patrick Zelman.

Detective?

Can I see you?

We found Renee Lefleur.

Well, you know,
her vibration came true.

What do you mean?

She said someone near me
was gonna die.

It just happened
to be her.

Evan Gratton had it in for both Patrick
and Renee Lefleur.

So what was Lefleur hiding?

Coercion, fraud.

Zelman must have convinced
Lefleur to give a false reading.

Told Caitlin
that her deceased father

said it was okay for her
to leave her husband, Evan,

for Zelman.
Hmm.

I guess that's fraud
in the spirit world.

Yeah, and a good motive
for murder in ours.

Car could have easily pulled up
here undetected.

Evan's a big guy.

He wouldn't have had a problem
with Lefleur's body.

Only...

That's not what happened.

Why do you say that?

Well, two things.
Evan was a skeptic, like me.

I mean, it's one thing killing
a guy for boning your wife.

Any nonbeliever
would do that.

And the other thing?

Time of death.

Which, according
to her liver temp,

was while Evan Gratton
was in custody.

Oh, well, at least we know one
thing we didn't know before --

whoever killed these people
is a true believer.

Meaning what?

Meaning, Lefleur is dead

because Patrick Zelman's killer
was worried

she'd contact
Zelman's spirit.

Dead mediums
tell no tales.

Anthony Batista.

Thanks!

Chris Beckler.

Hey!

Lewis Bowen.

You came to see your friend.
That is so sweet!
Yeah. You too.

Oh, no. I'm afraid my motives
are slightly more self-serving.

These students
are gonna be doctors someday.

Haley Cimino.
Oh. Future customers.

Well, if not
actual customers,

I mean,
some of them could end up

working for the pharmaceutical
companies I represent

or sitting on the FDA board
that approves the drugs I sell.

Callie Cargill.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

What was that
you were just saying?

About them not being your customers?
Jonathan Carlson.

Oh, not all doctors
go into practice.

You know, some end up working
for pharmaceutical companies.

Some end up going
into research.

Some sit on FDA approval boards.

Huh.

Oh. Thank you.
Uh, see you tonight. Right?

Right.
Jeremy Carvallo.

Got that information
that you needed.

Yeah, I got something else
I want you to do.

See if you can find out

where a Dr. Britney Newhall
works in D.C.

Got it.

And I followed the money
like you asked me.

Patrick Zelman
made four investments

in the biotech industry.

On the first three,
he made a bunch of money.

On the last one,
he lost it all.

And the other thing?

Ah, well,
as best as I can make out,

psychics and mediums believe
the burning of sage

is a cleansing tool --

like cleaning the palate
of negative energy

after each vibration.

Burns like what,
like an accelerant?

No. It burns too slow
for an accelerant.

It's more of a smolder
than a quick burn.

Kind of like a timer.

Mrs. Zelman.
Been to your house lately?

Just to check the mail.

And maybe burn it down?

No, I had nothing to do
with that.

Well, the gas was left on,
so something set it off.

I'm thinking it was probably
the clump of sage

that was found
in your house.

I mean,
it's slow burning,

so that would allow you
to get away

before the gas went off.

I left the sage
in the fireplace.

And I didn't
turn on the gas.

Well, someone did.

Look, some evil person
killed Patrick.

I-I wanted to cleanse my house
of that presence.

How did Patrick make
his investment choices?

What are you
talking about?

Well, he was heavily
in the market, right?

He was a psychic.

He would get a feeling
or a vibration

about certain stocks.

Just not very good ones.

I mean, come on.
You're broke, right?

Apart from
the life-insurance policy

you're gonna get
for Patrick's death.

But that was from
poor investment decisions.

You think I killed
my husband...

Over money?

We were just married.

Yeah.
That doesn't clear you...

If that's where you were going
with that.

Yeah?

Got it.

But that phone call does.
So, have a nice day.

So, I didn't mention I was
on an fda approval board.

That doesn't prove that I --
no, it does...

Actually.

The three biotech stocks
that Zelman made his money on,

and the one that he lost
all his money on,

just happened to be
in companies

that were waiting
on FDA approval for drugs.

And in all these cases,

you, in your capacity
as a doctor,

sat on the committee
making those decisions.

I mean, what,
did you have a deal

where you shared
the windfall?

Did he renege
on the deal?

So you fed him
bad intel?

Patrick got information
from me,

but not how you think.

Well, how'd he get it?

The first time, I think
it was a true psychic event

while he was giving me
a reading.

It's true.

After that, I don't think
he could get a read.

So he would...

Steer my sessions
towards my work

and then try to prompt me
to give him information.

And you know this
because...

I was suspicious,

so I went back
and listened to his readings.

The tapes were all
conveniently blank.

But the only way
I could know for sure

was to give him
false information...

And then see
if he took it.

So I sort of
let it slip that...

A drug was
getting approval

when I knew that
we were going to deny it.

You know, the S.E.C. tracks
these big-stock windfalls

that Patrick had.

You could lose your job,

end up in jail
from insider trading.

It's a pretty good reason
to kill someone.

But I didn't.

Sara warned me to stay
in D.C.,

not to come to Cassadaga.

Wait, she warned you?
Like, specifically warned you?

I sent her my bracelet,
and she gave me a phone reading.

I didn't tell her
any other details,

but she's...Really good.

Well, God, finally.

I was beginning to wonder
about you people.

Someone with real
psychic ability.

Well, Sara was right.

You do have big trouble
in your life.

By warning you
not to come to Cassadaga,

she was trying to keep you
from that trouble,

but
You didn't listen, did you?

I didn't kill
Patrick Zelman.

I didn't kill anybody.

Well...

I'm no psychic, but...

It seems to me
that if you trust someone

as much as you trust Sara,
and they warn you,

you should probably heed
their advice.

Some people say psychics

just use a little bit
of intuition

mixed in with a generous dose
of bullshit.

Then you missed
your calling,

'cause you would have made
one hell of a psychic.

I already am one.

I figured out what happened
to Paul and Linda Gilbert,

didn't I?
Now easy.

Up, up, up, up, up.

We assumed these two
were the victims of foul play.

Turns out it was just
an accident.

Once I figured out the make
and model of the car

and where they were staying,
the vibrations just came to me.

They were following
their Mercury's

first-generation GPS system
to get out of town.

Which doesn't work very well
in this area,

which we nearly found out
the hard way.

People of my community
couldn't make contact with them

because they
were submerged

under 15 feet of water,
Detective.

Oh.
Oh, that's it. Yeah.

I don't know anyone in Cassadaga
who's a true believer

who wouldn't act
on a vibration

if they thought
it would save a life.

You know what?

I actually believe you.

Where are you going?

To finish our job here.

Detective Longworth?

I opened the mail today
and...

Found a letter
from Patrick.

To me.

Hi.

Can I come in?

Of course.
Thank you.

Wow. It's nice.

I heard
about Britney Newhall.

Yeah.
We had to take her in.

Is she okay?

Oh.

I wanted to talk to you
about her state of mind.

Okay.

Yeah. You performed a reading
for her on the phone?

Yes, while she was
in D.C.

Yeah, and she sent you
a bracelet?

I use that for --
psychometry.

Yeah. I know.

Wow, that's a lot of crystals.

Uh, did she tell you

that Patrick Zelman
was using information

that he got from her
for illegal stock transactions?

Miss Weston?

Yes?

U-uh, no.

Well,
did she mention anything

about her job
at the FDA?

No.

Well, I'm gonna need
a statement from you

as to exactly
what she told you.

A statement. Yes.
Of course.

Are you all right?

Would you excuse me
for one moment?

Sure.

Bought these
at your local drugstore.

It's over, Sara.

In my phone readings
with Dr. Newhall,

I got the sense
that she was in danger

from someone here
in Cassadaga.

She mentioned that Patrick
was her only connection here.

So I stole the glasses.

I saw it clear as day.

Patrick lost a lot of money
because of Dr. Newhall.

He was gonna kill her.

But you couldn't know that
for sure.

Five years ago, I did a reading for that
young couple who disappeared.

They were just passing through
on their way to a wedding.

I had the same
undeniable sense

that they were
going to die.

For five years,

I've lived with the guilt
that I should have done more.

I couldn't live
with that guilt again.

You tried to warn Dr. Newhall
not to come here, didn't you?

I did,
but it didn't matter.

Even if Dr. Newhall
hadn't come here,

Patrick would have gone there
and killed her.

And I knew the police
wouldn't listen.

So you had to take matters
into your own hands.

I did what I had to do.

Including trying to
burn down Patrick's house.

And then you had to kill
Renee Lefleur

because you're
a true believer.

You truly believe

that Patrick Zelman is talking
to her from the grave,

telling her that it was you
that killed him.

She came to me,
threatened to go to the police.

And you had
to silence her.

What's that?

It's a letter that Patrick sent
to his wife.

In it he says, uh...

"If you are reading this,
it means that I'm dead,

killed by my own hand
for taking a person's life."

And he goes on to say
why he'd killed Dr. Newhall

for losing all his money
in a stock deal.

But he didn't get a chance
to kill Dr. Newhall...

Or himself, did he?

But you see...

I was right.

I saved a life.

By taking one?

Oh, no. I'm sorry.
Two?

I mean,
it is just two, right?

There's not someone else's
body out there

we don't know about?

You know the difference
between a psychic

that sees the future

and a psychic
that tries to change it?

Life in prison?

Wow.

You are good.

Hey!

Okay. I have some advice
for you.

After 10:00 P.M.
avoid the Dean at all costs,

because by then,
he will be completely hammered.

And trust me, you do not want
to hear his war stories

about working in the geriatric
wing of Miami Dade.

Good to know.

Thanks for coming tonight.

I know when you're at a party
where you don't know anyone,

and you have nothing in common
with anyone,

it can be a real drag.

It's no problem.

I kind of feel like this
at most parties anyway, so...

Well, if you let me,
I could make it up to you.

My dad has a yacht.
Oh.

A really big yacht.

Do you sail?

I don't. No.

But I drink beer.

And I can hang my feet
off the edge of the yacht.

Sounds perfect.

Oh, God.
There's Dr. Yarnell.

Head of Cardiology.

I have to go grind him
for a second.

Do you mind?
No. No. Go grind.

Okay. Hey!

Hi. How are you?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Wow!

Don't you
clean up nicely.

I was gonna say the same thing
about you.

Cheers.
Cheers.

So where's your date?

Oh, she's over there,

grinding the head
of Cardiology.

Uh, you?

He's over there,

wishing he were
the head of Cardiology.

Think you're gonna fit in
with this crowd?

Oh, once you get past
the power plays and the egos,

they're relatively
harmless.

You know I really did want
to ask you to this, right?

Well, I kind of hoped.

But, you know,
I-I get that --

you know, with
Jeff and everything.

It's just, sometimes
when you're a mom,

you have to put your kid's needs
before your own.

Right.

Wait.

So when I asked you
whether it was all right

to come with Heather...

Wow. I really don't
get you guys.

No. You really don't.

You looked good up there,
by the way, you know?

White coat and all.

Makes me feel like I want to
come down with something

so I can get a checkup.

Yeah. I don't think

I really should be doling out
medical advice just yet,

but...

Thank you for...Coming.

It meant a lot to me.

You want to dance?

You dance?

I dance. Not well.

But I dance.

Sure.

Whoo!
It's getting hot in here!

All right, guys. It's time
to slow things way down.

So go ahead and grab ahold
of that special someone,

and bring 'em in real close.
I...

Sorry. Um...

Just, uh...
It's Jeff.

He doesn't call unless
there's something wrong.

Jeff? What's wrong?

Ohh, no.

I'm sorry
you're not feeling well.

And you were looking forward
to this party all week.

No. It's fine.

It's not a problem.

I'll -- I'll be there
in 20 minutes.

I love you, too. Bye.

His first boy-girl party!

Ohh, that sucks.

His first crush.
His first dance.

First kiss if he plays
his cards right.

Yeah.

Oh, you want me
to come with you?

No. You came
with Heather.

You should probably
leave with her.

Uh, not that I'm looking forward
to the drive home

with Dr. Fenton.

Oh, "doctor."

And doctor-student.

You guys got so much
to talk about.

Actually, the only thing
we have in common

is the city
we were born in.

Coral Springs, right?

Tamarac.
Tamarac?

I thought you said you were from coral Springs.
I grew up in coral Springs.

I was born in Tamarac.

Carl, we need to go...