Touch (2012–2013): Season 1, Episode 9 - Music of the Spheres - full transcript

Previously on Touch:

Look. Teller's giving
Jake something.

What is it?

I'm not sure but 10
minutes later he was dead.

One-one-eight-eight.

I'm off Jake's case. This
is about the girl in Room 6.

The chromatic scale
consists of 12 tones

arranged in time and sequence.

These 12 simple tones create
an infinite variety of music.

Harmony and dissonance,
tension and resolution,

all can be described by
the mathematical ratios



between tones.

If we could translate
all ratios into sound,

we could hear the
music of the spheres,

a sound as immense, as
powerful as the universe itself.

As quiet as a single stone.

As beguiling as the human heart.

For some, music
elevates the spirit

to a place of
transcendent beauty.

Others simply hear the beauty
in the numbers themselves.

You really got that thing
figured out, don't you?

Wow.

You use numbers to make music.

You know what else you
can do with that thing?

You can use numbers
to make words.



Can I show you?

Jake, here.

Look.

See? Each number
equals a letter.

One equals A, two equals
B, three equals C, and so on.

So let's say you're cold.

You put three, 15, 12 and
four. And it comes up cold.

See, if you use words, I'll know
what you want, what you need.

So if you're cold, I'll
know to get you a sweater.

Do you wanna try?
Come on, buddy.

Mr. Bohm.

I'll be right back.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Uh, never a dull morning around
here. You wanted to see me?

Miss Hopkins arranged for
me to take Jake for the day.

We're gonna go to Central Park.
The zoo, rowboats, the works.

To be honest, Mr. Bohm,

that doesn't seem
like a very good idea.

I'm sorry you feel that
way. I think it is a good idea.

Last I checked, you don't
have full legal physical custody,

so if you'll excuse me.

Come on, buddy.
Let's get your backpack.

Hey.

Hey. How'd it go?

You were right. All I had to
do is say the magic words.

"Legal physical custody"
strikes fear in the heart

of every social worker. Hey.

She lied about someone
being in Room 6.

When you questioned her on it,
she took you off of Jake's case.

She's hiding something.
Come on, buddy.

Teller gave Jake the
key to all of his research.

Ten minutes later,
he winds up dead?

Meaning what?

I don't know yet. It
just doesn't feel right.

The sooner we get
access to Teller's research,

the sooner we
will figure this out.

Hey,

Jake. Jake? Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't see him.

Is he all right?

Yes, he just gets
upset. Thank you.

My apologies.

Come on, buddy,
it's all right. Jake?

Come on, Jake, it's all right.

There you go.

Oh, damn it. He's soaking wet.

Take him home, get a shirt. I'll
go ahead. We can meet there.

Okay, we're only a
couple blocks away.

Here's the key.

We'll be right behind you. Okay.

Come on, buddy. Let's go home.

We're gonna get
you a new shirt, okay?

Who's in here?

Just take whatever you want.

And you think
you'll be the only guy

with a guitar getting off
the plane in New York?

Okay. Ha, ha.

Come on, buddy.

Hey.

We're going as fast as
we can. We're almost there.

Jake?

Jake?

Buddy,

what are you doing?

Jake,

come on, we gotta go.

Come on, buddy, now.

A quick sandwich before we
go, something to take with us

and we will be on our way.

Hey, buddy.

You should check out that
app I showed you earlier today.

You know, the one that
turns numbers into words?

You wanna use
words, don't you, Jake?

That way, we could talk.

You can tell me what
you want, what you need.

Come on, buddy.
Grab your backpack.

Jake.

Jake,

put the gun down.

Come on. Give me the gun.

Jake. Jake.

Jake, there are some
things children never touch.

Do you understand me? Never.

Guns are very dangerous.

Empty.

Five-five-one-two-four, 55124.

Jake, where the hell
did you find this gun?

It's all right.

Excuse me.

My name is Clea Hopkins.

Did you know Arthur Teller?

He rented the space.

We were roommates.

Are you here to
collect his things?

So you know he died?

People live, people die.

Is this the spot, Jake?

Is this where you found it?

Jake, slow down.

Jake, stop.

Don't you move.

You looking for something?

Because you sure look like you
lost something. Maybe a gun?

Because my son
found a gun in this alley.

Where is it? I need it back.

What are you, 12? Thirteen?

What were you doing with
a gun in this alley anyway?

Look, I'm not gonna call
the cops on you, okay?

You're in trouble.
Maybe we can help you.

I don't want your help.

Right now, you
don't have a choice.

You and I are stuck
together, understand?

I'm not giving
you that gun back.

You're not leaving here until
you give me some answers.

Fine.

What's the matter with
the kid? Excuse me?

Why doesn't he talk?

He's different. He
uses numbers to talk.

Why would you ask me that?

My brother doesn't talk either.

Maybe he could show my brother
how to talk with numbers too.

Where is your brother now?

Jake, Jake.

Martin? Hey.

Sorry we've abandoned
you. Something's come up.

We're gonna be even later.

Where are you?

The Bronx. Look, I
need to ask a favor.

Jake led me to this kid who's
taking care of his brother.

So far, I'm not getting
straight answers,

but as far as I can see
they're completely on their own.

I was hoping you could
phone Family Services,

see if they're in the system.

Names?

Elliot and Andre
Demar, D-E-M-A-R.

I'll see what I can do.

Okay, thanks. How's
everything going over there?

It's a rat's nest.

A thousand notebooks.

Some long numbers
scribbled on the blackboard.

Three-one-eight-five-two-nine-
six...

The Amelia Sequence.

Amelia?

It's a theory that
Teller was working on.

Just keep digging.
We'll get over there

as soon as we can. Thanks.

You think they're,
like, communicating?

I don't know.

Elliot, take a seat.
Please, come on.

I need to know where
your parents are.

Look, I understand
what's going on here.

You're on your own,
taking care of your brother.

You have to do what you have
to do to survive. But if I don't...

You know what happens if they
find out about me and Andre?

He gets sent to
some hellhole upstate

and I get bounced around
from one group home to the next.

I know what it's like to
have someone you love

taken away from you. Trust me.

And I don't want
that to happen to you.

But Jake led me
to you for a reason.

I'm gonna find out the
truth one way or another.

I'd just rather hear it
from you, man-to-man.

Did Teller ever talk to you
about the Amelia Sequence?

He may have mentioned
her once or twice.

Her?

Are we talking about
a sequence of numbers

or a girl named Amelia?

Look, Arthur Teller died under
questionable circumstances.

I'm only here to try and piece
together what really happened.

If you could shed any
light on his life, his work,

I would really appreciate it.

My dad, he'd always
kind of come and go,

especially after my mom died.

But that was, like,
a lot of years ago.

What about Andre?

He got shot about a year back.

Brain damage.
Things got pretty rough.

My dad, he always
counted on Andre

to do the shopping and whatnot.

He was a good big brother.

A couple months after Andre
went down, Dad took off.

I mean, I heard he
was in Florida maybe,

but that's just talk.

You don't have any other family?

My mom wasn't from this country

and my dad never talked
about his people, so...

Elliot, you're 13 years old.

You can't do this on your own.

It's not fair to you. It's
not fair to your brother.

Oh, so you got all the answers.

Why don't you worry about
fixing your own kid, all right?

Because I got my brother.

Jake?

What is it?

No way.

Check it. He wrote "hungry."

You hungry, Andre?
No sweat, my man.

I'll fix you
something right now.

Look at that. My
boy's learning to talk.

Teller worked
with her for years.

Intensive research
on his number theories.

Poor girl. It didn't end well.

This is Amelia?

You know her?

Uh, she was in the
board-and-care facility

where I work.

I saw her on security
footage the day Teller died.

The people that he worked
with, they pushed for results.

He succumbed to their pressure,

increased the intensity
of his experiments

worked Amelia harder, and
then something went wrong.

She was damaged.

Her brain.

Teller was discredited.
He lost his tenure.

It sent him into a
profound depression.

He blamed himself
for what happened.

Sounds like you
knew him pretty well.

Arthur Teller was
my best friend.

It's almost like
he's talking again.

Yeah. He picked
it up really quickly.

So Jake?

No.

Not a word.

Maybe he just
doesn't wanna talk.

Maybe you gotta
be all right with that.

What?

Maybe you gotta be okay
with Jake not wanting to talk.

You guys gotta go, now.

What just happened?
Why do we have to go?

Because you just do. I...

I got something I need to do.

Elliot, I know you're in trouble

and I know it has to do
with the gun. Talk to me.

Tell me what it is. I can help.

If you wanna help me
then give me that gun.

And if that ain't
gonna happen, get out.

Fine. We'll go.

Jake, something
is really wrong here.

I think we need to stay
and make sure Elliot's safe.

Alberto...

Sorry? Sorry
doesn't cut it, Elliot.

Sorry does not fix this.

Hey, you listen to me. I
want you back there, today.

Do you understand me? Today.

And don't screw it up this time.

Jake, you stay right here.

Elliot, who was that?

Please talk to me.

I wanna help you but I
need to know what's going on.

Nobody can help me.

Elliot.

I'm so sorry we're late.

I'll explain everything later.

Did you find anything
about the boys?

Yeah, I made a few calls. Uh...

Family Services did look into
Elliot and Andre four years ago

after their mother died.

They located an aunt
on the mother's side,

but custody went to the father.
I don't think she was contacted.

Do you have a number? Yeah.

Thanks.

Hi. My name is Martin
Bohm. I need to talk to you.

It's regarding your
nephews, Elliot and Andre.

They're in New York and they
need you. Please, it's urgent.

Get back to me as soon
as you can. Thank you.

Who's that?

Mystery room, mystery man.

His name is Avram. Says
he was Teller's best friend.

Oh.

I understand you knew
Arthur Teller. I'm Martin Bohm.

So this is the boy.

One of the 36.

Excuse me?

Are you saying that there
are 35 others like Jake?

Kabbala calls them
Lamed-Vav Tzadikim.

The 36 righteous ones.

God will allow
humankind to exist

as long as there are 36
righteous people in the world.

Excuse me.

These hidden 36, no
one knows who they are.

They walk among us,
blessed with the capacity

to feel the suffering of
the entire human race.

And they work to
alleviate that suffering,

to make small changes
to the spinning of the Earth.

To repair the
universe, if you will.

Do you think Jake
is one of these 36?

Yes.

Unless he's not. Who knows?

Might just be hooey, some
words written in an old book.

Elliot Demar is on probation,

a shoplifting charge
from six months ago.

His probation officer's
up by Fordham Road.

Here's the address.

42155.42...

42155, why is that
so familiar? 4215...

Five-five-one-two-four.

Five-five-one-two-four
are the numbers

that Jake punches into his
tablet to create his melody.

Officer Tenney? Yeah.

Hi. I'm Martin Bohm.

I wanted to talk to you about
one of your probationers,

Elliot Demar.

How do you know Elliot?

I'm his basketball
coach, over at the Y?

Look, I'm just
concerned that I don't see

any adults involved in his life.

They certainly don't show
up at any of the games.

Uh, sorry. Why don't
have a seat, Mr. Bohm?

Thank you.

It's a difficult
situation. I mean,

I know Elliot's father
is not around much.

I just hope that he
keeps a clean record

and doesn't get sent away.

That would be a real tragedy.

I mean, he's a good kid and
he's just had a lot of tough breaks.

I think something
else is going on here.

I think someone's threatening
him or harassing him,

someone in a position of power.

Harass?

Do you have any idea by whom?

No. I was hoping you would.

I'll tell you something. If I
find out who's doing this,

I'm not gonna let
him get away with it.

I'd just be careful.

One thing you learn as a
probation officer is discretion.

I think the last thing you wanna
do here is expose something

and inadvertently make
things worse than they are.

Meaning what exactly?

Well, like I said,

Elliot's in a very difficult
situation right now.

Just a second.

I'm sorry, I have to take this.

Of course.

May I have one of these in
case I need to find you later?

Thank you very
much for your time.

You were in the
alley by the gun.

Excuse me, but I
need to talk to you.

Let me call you back.

Do I know you?
No. Look, I'm sorry,

but what is your
connection to Elliot Demar?

Sorry. I'm here to see
my probation officer.

Let me guess. John Tenney?

Look, I know Tenney's corrupt.

I'm not trying to create
problems for you.

I'm just trying to expose
a bad probation officer.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I think Tenney
is forcing a child,

one of his probationers,
to commit crimes.

A 13-year-old boy who has
his whole life in front of him.

A kid that was just
unlucky enough

to have his mother pass away
and his father run out on him.

He deserves a better life than
this. He deserves a chance.

Please.

This is unfair.

He's a good kid.

Hey. I told Tenney about the
music shop on the second floor

of the building where I work.
The lady who owns the place

keeps cash in a red
leather pouch in her desk.

And he sent Elliot
to rob the place.

Cash piles up, then once a
month, she puts the pouch

in her purse. She takes it to
the bank. Always the same day

of the month, at 4:30.

And today is that day.

He didn't get it this morning,
so he's making Elliot try again.

Thank you. Yeah.

Yeah. Heh.

No.

Hey. Hey. Elliot.

Officer, he just took my bag!

Okay.

Elliot.

What have you done?

Sir, we got him.

Hello? SHERI:
Yeah, Clea, it's Sheri.

Hope I'm not catching
you at a bad time.

Sheri, hi.

I just wondered
if you might know

where Jake and Mr. Bohm are?

Is there a problem?
No, it's just getting late

and I wanted to make sure
Jake was back for dinner.

Have you tried calling
Mr. Bohm directly?

I didn't wanna bother him.

I know how special these
outings are for the two of them.

I'm a bit confused here.

What makes you think I
would know where they are?

I just thought you
might have seen them.

I didn't mean to
be presumptuous.

Goodbye, Sheri.

Oh.

Thank you, young man.

Helpful, this one, huh?

That's right. Just put them
all on the black cloth right here.

Very good.

What is it? There's one missing.

Heh. Good eyes, my boy.

He never touches anyone.

Hi. My name is Martin
Bohm. I need to talk to you.

It's regarding your
nephews, Elliot and Andre.

They're in New York
and they need you.

Please, it's extremely urgent.

Get back to me as soon
as you can. Thank you.

What the hell took you so long?

Did you get it?

Sweet.

I told you today was the day.

This is to help you out
with your brother, all right?

Yeah. Thanks.

Anything else?

I looked in the alley
some more and I found it.

What are you doing
bringing this to me here?

How dumb is that, Elliot, huh?

Walking into a probation
office with a gun?

Come on, you gotta think.

Get out of here.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

It's all right. OFFICER:
John Tenney. Stand.

What's this all about?

Step from the
desk. It's all right.

He can't hurt you anymore.

The Earth, as it rotates,
emits a frequency,

a musical note at 7.83 hertz.

But this frequency
alters slightly

for reasons as yet uncertain.

Some postulate solar
flares as the cause

or electrical disturbance
in the atmosphere.

But maybe there's a
simpler explanation.

Maybe the sound of
the planet is influenced

by the 7 billion souls
whirring around it,

each producing their own music,

adding their own harmony.

Did you have fun?

Yeah.

He's not using his tablet?

No.

As a matter of fact,
he gave it away.

How did you let that happen?

That device can help
teach Jake to talk.

Maybe he doesn't wanna talk.

Maybe it's my
job as his father...

to just be all right with that.