"A few years back a reporter figured out what I do at the DA's office." "There was a big scandal." "I lost my job for a while." "My boss lost his job for a while." "Finally, I got my job back, but now my name was out there, and that's when I started to get letters." "Letters from all over the country, all over the world, from people who wanted my help." "More letters than I could possibly read." "More letters than I could possibly answer." "Hey." "I'm only one person." "Hey." "I can't breathe!" "Oh." "Hey, you okay?" "Need some water or something?" "I don't know." "No, I'm okay." "I just had a dream." "I just had a ridiculous dream." "It was about the mail." "Any particular male?" "No, dear." "You're the only male I ever dream about." "Good answer." "Feel free to keep dreaming." "♪ Medium 7x12 ♪ font color=#00ffffLabor Pains Original Air Date on January 14, 201`" "♪ ♪" "Okay, spell "quiet."" ""Q-U E"?" "Stop that!" "What comes after the "U"?" ""I."" ""I" before "E," except after "C."" "You got to remember that." "It's, like, the golden rule of spelling." "Has anybody seen the travel iron?" "I-I know I'm going to get to Denver and need to iron something." "I don't get it." "You applied to law school in Phoenix, but you have to go all the way to Denver for the interview?" "The guy I'm interviewing with went to law school here, but he works there." "Devalos knows him." "I'm just lucky that he could set it up." "Joe, have you seen the travel iron?" "Um, actually, I think that I may have brought it with me when I flew to Houston for that conference." "You look on the top shelf of the closet?" "No, I haven't looked on the top shelf." "That must be your other wife." "This wife has never even seen the top shelf." "Hey." "I know you're busy, solving the world's energy problems, but can I just borrow your tallness, so I can finish packing?" "Okay, fine, fine." "Okay." ""Banana."" "What about it?" "Spell it." ""B..."" "Come on." "You're on a roll here." ""..." "U..."?" "If anyone asks, you're an only child." "Hey, you gonna miss me?" "No." "Of course I'm going to miss you." "It's one night, and truthfully," "I'm looking forward to burying myself in work." "Really?" "Really." "We're bidding on a Department of Defense contract in the next few days, and I have to come up with an algorithm that will show that we can synthesize corn fuels more efficiently than anyone else." "That's easier to do when I'm not around?" "Bury myself in work, bury myself in you." "Tough choice." "You going to miss me?" "What's your name again?" "Mom?" "Dad?" "Someone taking us to school?" "That's me." "Dad." "The one with the second billing." "Hmm." "Dad." "Nice to meet you." "It's nice to meet you." "Hey." "Miss Dubois?" "Excuse me, Miss Dubois?" "I'm sorry." "Do I know you?" "No, we've never really met." "Although I've written you many times." "Jeremy Haas." "You don't know who I am." "I've been writing you letters, once, twice a week for almost two years now." "Well, you have to understand, Mr., uh...?" "Haas, but you can call me Jeremy if you want." "Jeremy, I don't really see a lot of the mail that I get here, especially if it's sent here." "I mean, security..." "How-how can I help you?" "It's my wife." "She's missing, two years now." "She was eight months pregnant when she disappeared." "That's horrible." "That really sounds like a police matter." "You would think." "The thing is, they don't believe she disappeared." "They think she ran away." "She kind of left a note." "I know how it sounds, but Elena, she wouldn't just leave me." "I can't really explain the note, but she wouldn't just walk out on me." "Just, please say you'll help me." "Say you'll do something." "You're Allison Dubois." "Have a dream." "How hard is that?" "I'll tell you what." "I will pull her police file, and I'll take a look at it, and who knows?" "Maybe I'll see something." "That-that's really the best that I can do." "That would be great." "That's my phone number." "Jeremy Haas." "Jeremy Haas." "So, you ready for the big interview tomorrow?" "When you flying out?" "Tonight." "I promise not to embarrass you." "You'll do fine." "John is one of the few genuinely nice guys practicing corporate law." "Plus, he's already inclined to like you." "I made sure of that." "Hmm." "Listen, as long as you're not flying out until tonight, maybe you could join me for a drive." "Sure." "Where are we going?" "The Holman Supermax Prison." "Need to talk to an inmate there." "Robert Edward Lowell raped and murdered seven women that we know of." "Serving seven consecutive life sentences." "Okay." "Yesterday, a construction crew broke ground on a new housing development out near Chandler." "They unearthed the bones of a dead woman." "Who's this?" "We don't know yet." "But Lowell buried most of his victims within a mile or two of where we found that body." "If, indeed, she is one of his victims, we're hoping that Lowell can tell us who she is." "You found a dead girl in a field, and you want to know if she's one of mine?" "Hard to say, unless I get a look at her." "A lot of fields out there." "Maybe a lot of dead girls, too." "Who is she?" "And why would I tell you that?" "You said a lot of nasty things about me in that courtroom." "The way I see it, you and me are enemies." "I'm not your enemy." "If I hadn't put you away, someone else would have." "Now tell me what you know." "And if what you have to say checks out, the warden has agreed to expand some of your privileges." "Oh, yeah?" "How's that?" "He'll add another channel to your television or give you another 90 minutes of exercise a week, either one." "Your choice." "Yeah, sure." "I remember that necklace." "I think she said her name was Kristy." "Picked her up while she was out exercising, just like the others." "She had blonde hair." "Everywhere." "Blue eyes." "Deep blue." "Kind of eyes you could drown in if you weren't careful." "I remember those eyes real well." "I was staring right into them when I choked the life out of her." "That's it." "Took her out to that field and buried her." "You said her name was Kristy." "What was her last name?" "I said "I think her name was Kristy," boss." "And I have no idea what her last name was." "I didn't drag her into my van so we could talk." "Well, he's lying." "He's lying about all of it." "What did you see?" "Did you see the killing?" "Did you see who did it?" "Was it Lowell?" "I just saw the girl, a completely different girl." "Well, that doesn't surprise me; he's a sociopath." "He loves the idea of sending us on a wild goose chase, but we'll make a sketch of the girl you saw, see what turns up." "At least we're not coming away completely empty-handed." "Yeah." "I'll meet you at the car." "It's Joe." "Hey, honey." "Hey." "Where have you been?" "I've been trying to reach you for an hour." "I'm sorry." "I was inside a prison." "They made me turn my cell phone off." "Is everything okay?" "Yeah." "Uh, no." "I got a call from Marie's school." "Apparently, she-she broke down in the middle of her spelling test." "What do you mean, "broke down"?" "I don't know." "The principal said she started crying." "No one could console her." "So he wants to sit down with us, and her teacher's going to be there, too." "This sounds ominous." "What do you think they want?" "I don't know." "They want to do it right after school." "Honey, I'm in Florence." "I'm, like, 90 minutes away." "Can they just put it off a little bit?" "I don't know." "It didn't sound like it." "Look, if you can't make it, you can't make it." "But one of us has to be there." "Yeah." "Okay, I'm leaving now." "She just kept saying that the words didn't make sense to her." "What-What does that mean, that she-she didn't know how to spell them?" "The truth is, Mr. Dubois," "I think Marie's been exhibiting some kind of learning disability for a while now." "No." "Marie doesn't have a learning disability." "Her grades are fine." "They've always been fine." "Actually, they've fallen off lately." "Look, I can assure you, we don't take this kind of thing lightly, Mr. Dubois." "I checked in with your daughter's other teachers." "They've noticed it, too." "It's not uncommon for children who suffer from a certain cluster of symptoms to learn to disguise their difficulties." "It's deeply upsetting to them, as I'm sure you understand." "I really recommend that you take Marie to see a specialist." "I can refer you to a woman who's quite good." "A learning disability?" "That's what they said." "That's what they think." "No one's sure." "But that's crazy." "She does well in school." "She loves her classes." "That's what I told them." "Do you think they're right?" "I don't know." "I hope not." "I mean, I guess that's what the specialist is for." "Maybe I shouldn't go on this trip." "You're meeting with this woman tomorrow." "I should be there." "I-I get why you feel that way, but truthfully, Marie is taking the test, not you." "And whatever this woman says, I-I'll call you right after." "Hello?" "Allison?" "It's Jeremy Haas." "Remember, from this morning?" "How did you get this number?" "Someone from your office." "I don't believe that." "I don't believe anyone at the office would do that." "Okay." "Well, I lied a little bit." "I told them we were related." "That there was a family tragedy." "Are you serious?" "Don't be mad." "I just..." "I needed to know if you looked at the file on Elena." "No." "I haven't had a chance yet." "You know what?" "I'm going somewhere right now." "I was going to bring it with me on the plane." "On the plane?" "That's the best that I can do." "You know what?" "I got to go now." "I have a plane to catch." "No, wait." "No, you wait." "And you know what?" "Don't use this number again." "If I have anything to tell you, I'll call you." "Hi, Mrs. Dubois." "Jeremy?" "What's going on?" "D-Did you follow me here?" "Oh, my God!" "Get in the car." "That's her." "That's Elena." "This was her place." "Her folks left it to her." "It was her favorite spot in all the world." "If you're going to have a dream about her, this is the place to do it." "Jeremy, you don't understand." "It's not gonna work." "I can't just will myself to dream about someone." "I don't know." "I've read about you." "I know that the people you work for, they sometimes give you things, things that belonged to a victim or a criminal." "And sometimes they help you with the-the dreaming thing." "Look in there." "That's her stuff." "This is her favorite nightgown." "This is a bracelet I gave her on our fifth wedding anniversary." "This is her photo album." "I'm not a trained monkey." "The dreams aren't a trick I can just make happen!" "I'm sorry." "I don't want to..." "to upset you." "I..." "I want to make you comfortable." "Are you thirsty?" "I'm thirsty." "Honest, Ms. Dubois," "I just want this to be over with." "I mean, nothing would make me happier than for you to tell me what I need to know, so I could drive you back to the airport, and you can get on a plane, and you could head to wherever it is you're going." "It's someone calling from your house." "Tell them everything's fine." "Hello?" "Hi." "I thought you were gonna call me when you landed." "I'm sorry, babe." "I-I just got caught up at the, uh, car rental place." "But I'm driving to the hotel now." "Um, flight okay?" "It was fine." "Well, everything's quiet here." "Marie seems to be doing okay." "That's great, Joe." "Honey..." "I'm driving through a really strange city right now." "I can't really talk." "Okay." "You want to call me when you get to the hotel?" "I'll try." "You'll try?" "Yeah." "I love you too, babe." "Nice work." "Have some water." "Jeremy, eventually people are going to realize" "I'm not where I'm supposed to be." "They're going to come looking for me." "It's, it's not going to be good for you." "I don't think so." "No." "In fact, I think we're going to be out of here before you know it." "I mean, really, all that needs to happen is for you to fall asleep." "Sleep?" "That's not in the cards." "You're pointing a gun at me." "I'm terrified." "Well, don't be." "Like I told you, there's nothing to be afraid of." "Besides, any minute now, you'll be asleep whether you want to be or not." "What are you talking about?" "I crushed up some of Elena's sleeping pills and put them in the water." "I only pretended it was a new bottle." "You... you drugged me." "I'm only trying to move things along." "It'll be all right, Allison." "Just do a little dreaming for me, and it'll be all right." "You sleep all right?" "Any dreams to share?" "Good morning to you, too." "One." "But it wasn't about your wife." "It was about another crime." "A murder." "Hey, let me out of this!" "I got to call someone!" "I need to tell them what happened." "When we're done here, you can call anyone you like." "You know this girl I dreamt about?" "She's young." "She has a family." "I'm sure her family is as anxious as you are to figure out what happened to their loved one." "Well, they're just going to have to wait their turn." "You're busy." "I'll get you some breakfast." "Hey." "This is Allison." "Leave a message at the tone." "Hey, it's me." "I thought you'd call me before your interview." "Yeah, go ahead." "Um, well, we're at the psychologist's right now." "So I guess I'll try you back after I've talked to her." "Good luck." "I'm thinking about you." "Come on." "I'm sorry." "You say something?" "No." "Sorry." "I was just talking to myself." "I didn't mean to bother you." "Oh." "Not a problem." "You know, whenever I start talking to myself," "I take it as a signal to walk away from whatever I'm working on for ten minutes." "Mr. Dubois?" "Marie and I are done with our session." "Would you like to come in, please?" "Sure." "Okay." "Hey, you." "Hey." "Mr. Dubois, I have to tell you, you've raised a remarkable young lady." "Thank you." "So..." "So you ran some tests?" "Quite a few." "And I have to be honest with you." "I'm not quite sure why Marie was referred to me." "In my opinion, there's nothing at all wrong with your daughter." "Oh, really?" "I'm quite certain." "I detect no problem with her reading comprehension or her vocabulary skills." "In fact, she's rather advanced for her age." "Well, I can't tell you how glad I am to hear that." "Frankly, my wife and I found this whole thing with school puzzling." "Well, as far as the incident with the spelling test goes, my best guess is, perhaps she suffered from some good old-fashioned anxiety." "I mean, she had no trouble with her spelling here today." "The only other thing I can think of:" "Marie did mention her mother was on a trip." "No." "Yeah." "My wife's in Colorado for the day." "Maybe that's what triggered her crying jag." "You'd be surprised how stressful it can be for a child when a parent takes a trip, even a short one." "In any case, I have the feeling that what happened yesterday will turn out to be a one-time thing." "Sorry." "That's my wife's office." "Would you excuse me for just one minute?" "Of course." "Hello?" "Joe, it's Manuel Devalos." "Listen, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I just got off the phone with John Schultz, the man Allison was supposed to interview with this morning." "What do you mean "supposed to"?" "It didn't happen?" "Well, according to John, Allison never showed up." "He's got to stop calling eventually." "He knows something is wrong." "So does my boss." "Jeremy, think about what you're doing here." "This is kidnapping." "If the D.A. decides to press charges, you could go to prison for the rest of your life." "Well, that's up to you, isn't it?" "I mean, you'd have to say something." "I mean, you'd have to tell someone that that's what happened here." "But I have a feeling that when you do get around to dreaming the dream that tells us where my wife is, you'll realize that there was a greater purpose for my bringing you here." "That you won't report me." "That you'll be happy for me and her." "And you'll look back on this experience with pride." "Well, maybe." "But maybe not." "What if I have a dream, and it tells us what we already know?" "That your wife just left you." "She just left." "No." "I don't think that's what happened." "I don't think that's what you're going to dream." "We had fights, sure." "Now, I'm certain I was a disappointment to her." "Hell, I was a disappointment to myself." "I couldn't bring in money-- not the kind we needed-- but I loved her, and she loved me." "And we were having a baby together." "What do you say?" "We do a little bit more dreaming?" "Oh..." "Did I want to be a single mom?" "No, of course not." "I don't think anybody ever says to themselves," ""Hey, I want to be pregnant and alone."" "You know what?" "It's doable." "It-it's more than doable." "Oh." "Wow." "And pretty soon, you won't be all alone." "You'll have the most interesting person you'll ever meet in your entire life to keep you company." "No." "Don't cry." "Look, your husband may have put that baby in you, but that doesn't make you or it his property." "You said you were thinking about leaving him, so leave." "He doesn't make you happy, so make yourself happy." "It can be done." "I'm living proof." "It's gonna be okay..." "Elena." "You're going to be okay." "It's okay, Elena." "You saw something, didn't you?" "You said her name." "I heard you." "So what did you see?" "Nothing good." "I knew it." "Elena didn't leave me." "Jeremy, nothing that I just saw, nothing I just told you proves that your wife didn't just leave of her own accord." "I mean, it-it really seems like what she was discussing with..." "With a murderer." "That's what you told me." "You don't have to be a genius to figure out the rest." "That woman did something to my wife." "You don't know that." "We don't know that." "In fact, in my dream, that woman looked every bit as pregnant as Elena was." "She looked like she was about to give birth." "She didn't look like she was in any condition to murder someone." "Look, what I need to do is go call the people that I work with so I can tell them what I know." "So I can give them a chance to start investigating." "No." "You're not calling anyone." "Not yet." "We're too close to the truth." "What you need to do is to sleep some more." "You need to-to dream some more." "What's that?" "Don't say a word." "I'm going to see what's going on." "It's just the mailman." "He'll be gone in a second." "We just won't make any noise." "Hello?" "Help!" "I'm in here!" "Stop it!" "Help!" "Help!" "I've been kidnapped!" "Are you crazy?" "Do you want me to kill you?" "I dare you!" "Then you'll never know what happened to your wife." "What's going on in there?" "Don't leave me, please!" "Hello?" "Open up!" "I'm chained to this bed!" "No!" "Please!" "I'm in here!" "I'm back here!" "I'm back here!" "Please!" "Please." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Paging Dr. Statement." "Dr. Statement, please." "All right, thanks." "No new news." "They're running more tests." "Once they're sure that man didn't give Mommy anything dangerous, we'll be taking her home." "Dad, she's doing it again." "She's doing what again?" "What's going on, Marie?" "I can't read this book, Daddy." "I can't read any of these books." "How could you have been in so much trouble and me not have known?" "I just always thought... we had this connection." "That I'd-I'd feel it, I'd sense it." "I mean, it drives me crazy to think that you were in that cabin, and this guy was drugging you, and I had you in a hotel room in Denver." "So happy..." "to be in this car, to be leaning on you, to be having this conversation." "Hello." "It's for you." "Hello?" "Hey, Lee." "Okay, yeah, yeah." "Yeah, I'll be there." "Thanks." "The police picked up Jeremy an hour ago in Kingman." "A patrolman spotted him trying to abandon his car in a parking lot." "They took him in without incident." "Well, that's got to make you sleep easier." "Yeah." "No." "Definitely." "Anyway, they're bringing him back to Phoenix tonight." "They want me to come in in the morning and identify him." "You okay with that?" "You ready for that?" "I just want this thing behind me." "I just want to open my eyes and have it all be over." "Well, I take that as a yes." "Yes, it's definitely a yes." "I did it." "I left Jeremy." "Oh, my God." "You-you did it." "You-you actually did it." "Well... come in." "Uh, let's talk, hmm?" "I don't know." "I don't know about any of this." "What do you mean, you don't know?" "You did it." "That's the hardest part." "Then why doesn't it feel good?" "You know, why doesn't it feel right?" "Hey, it... it's not easy to rip off a Band-Aid." "It hurts." "It's more than that." "I..." "I think about Jeremy without me." "He'll be helpless." "He's helpless with you, Elena." "I know, but this will be worse." "The truth is-is that" "I think about me without him." "I think about our baby without a dad." "Oh." "I just think I'm making a mistake." "I've got to go." "I've got to go home." "Uh, uh, uh, wait a second." "Wait a second." "Wait a second." "You..." "You put a lot of thought into whether or not to leave." "Don't you want to put a little thought into whether or not to go back?" "Does..." "Does he know where you are?" "I mean, did... did you tell him you were here?" "Uh-uh." "Okay." "Then we can take a minute and talk some more." "Come here." "Come here." "Come here." "I know I put you through a lot." "I know what I did was wrong." "I just hope you understand..." "I had to do it." "No one wanted to help me." "You did... put me through a lot." "And it was more than wrong." "It was criminal, and it was dangerous." "But I'm not here to talk about that." "I'm here to talk about Elena." "I had another dream." "You were half right." "She did leave you, but she changed her mind." "She wanted to come back." "Well, where is she now?" "That woman that I've been dreaming about-- she... she injected her with something." "That was the night that she left you." "Is she... is she dead?" "I can't say for certain." "Not yet, but..." "I have to believe." "No." "I gave the police a description of her attacker." "They're doing everything they can to find her and find out what happened to your wife." "Thank you." "Again, I know what I did was wrong." "I know I caused you and your family a lot of pain, and I'm prepared to pay for that." "I don't know if you can understand this but just... hearing that people ar-are looking, that people are trying to figure out what happened it makes any punishment, wherever I have to go, bearable." "You don't have to worry." "You're not going anywhere." "The police are processing your release." "What?" "I don't understand." "What you did to me was terrible, and if I could send you away for a few years to pay for it, I would." "But you know what?" "You're looking at kidnapping charges." "That's..." "That carries life in prison or worse." "And I..." "I just..." "I don't believe that you deserve that." "So I had a conversation with the district attorney." "I told him that I refused to identify you as my abductor." "It took a long time to explain to him why." "I..." "I don't even... think he understands it, but it doesn't matter." "Without me testifying, they have no case against you, so they're dropping the charges." "I'm sorry about everything that happened to you, but I really think you need to start accepting that your wife and your child are almost certainly never coming back." "And I really need you to stay the hell away from me!" "If X dominates Y, then it has to be better than Y for at least one objective function." "Well, you didn't tell me you were working on math." "Uh, yeah." "Uh, it's..." "Yeah, it's essentially a math problem." "I'm trying to define a complex genetic, um, algorithm." "I don't mean to be forward, but I happen to know a thing or two about complex algorithms." "Mind if I take a look?" "You're kidding?" "Oh, be my guest." "Okay." "Your Z value is a constant, correct?" "Yeah." "Well, then wouldn't that necessitate a plus sign... right here?" "Hmm." "It works!" "I can't believe it works." "Well, who are you?" "Oh, Harold Clark." "I'm an associate physics professor at Mesa University, though I'm up for tenure, so I'm hoping to drop the associate part soon." "Joe Dubois, extremely grateful engineer." "Oh, glad to be of some help." "You-you..." "I..." "You don't know the half of it." "Oh, you ready to go, champ?" "Okay." "Good luck to you." "And to you." "Thanks again." "Oh." "Hey, you." "Whoa." "Marie, why don't you find a place take to sit over here while I talk to your dad for a minute?" "Mr. Dubois," "I'm baffled." "Your little girl aced every test that I threw at her." "Every single one." "I don't know what to tell you." "There is no evidence of any learning disability whatsoever." "But, uh, eh..." "No." "I feel terrible that" "I don't have any kind of answer for you." "Um, all these tests, and there's nothing to show for it." "Well, actually, uh..." "Mr. Dubois, it is not unheard of for a child Marie's age to feign learning disabilities." "And the, uh, trick is to figure out why." "You know, I don't think my daughter is faking it." "But I do think" "I might know the "why."" ""Pester."" ""P-E-S-T-E-R."" "Outstanding." "You're on fire, Marie." "Now, how about..." "oh, "moist"?" ""Moist."" ""M-O-Y..."" "No. "M-O-I-S-T."" ""Moist."" "Incredible." "You're a freak of nature, Marie." "Congratulations." "From illiterate to genius in a matter of days." "Yeah." "I'm amazing." "Mm." "I don't know what to think." "Then don't think." "Just accept that a force that you don't understand made our daughter incapable of learning reading and spelling long enough for you to have her tested, which made it possible for you to meet that guy who..." "That guy who was able to help me figure out the algorithm that could land us that government contract." "Exactly." "You don't think maybe that was just a coincidence?" "Hey, aren't you the guy who said you didn't believe in coincidences?" "I don't think that was actually me." "I think that was maybe someone who just looked like me." "Your eyes are still open." "I can hear them." "Mm, just thinking about Jeremy." "That's not the name I was hoping to hear." "Are we, perchance, experiencing a bit of Stockholm Syndrome?" "No, my love." "It's just, wishing I could understand what happened to his wife." "What were those injections all about, and why hasn't anyone ever heard from her again?" "And what about that other woman?" "The murderess?" "What's she all about?" "My sense is-- and this is a technical term-- that she's all about crazy." "I think you're right." "But that doesn't really help Jeremy." "Oh, is that what this conversation is about?" "Helping Jeremy?" "Oh, Al, because of you," "Jeremy doesn't have to go to prison for the rest of his life." "I don't think you owe him anything more than that." "In fact, I don't think you owe him anything." "Go to sleep." "Shh, shh." "Mmm." "Oh." "Oh." "Shh." "That wasn't much of a nap, was it?" "Mommy's here." "Your real mommy." "I'm glad you're awake." "I wanted to tell you your new name." "Alexandra." "Elizabeth Tate." "Allison?" "I, uh..." "I got your message, but, uh, I don't get it." "What-what are we doing here?" "I know who killed your wife." "Then she's...?" "Her name is Veronica Tate." "Police arrested her this morning." "Oh, my God." "She used to be a maternity nurse at Phoenix General." "Not only did she kill your wife." "She murdered another woman named Maureen Hosler, the woman whose bones we found outside of Chandler." "Miss Hosler was also pregnant at the time she was murdered, just like your wife." "What kind of woman does that?" "The kind of woman who wants to be a mother." "She couldn't have children of her own." "She faked two separate pregnancies." "And then she stalked women who were really pregnant." "She took her victims' babies, Jeremy." "She raised them as her own." "The other child that she took is back with her father." "But I wanted to tell you in person." "You see that little girl right there?" "That's her." "Jeremy, that's your daughter." "I have a daughter?" "Want to go in and meet her?"