"...and the raven, never flitting,
still is sitting, still is sitting
on the pallid bust of Pallas
just above my chamber door.
And his eyes have all the seeming
of the demons that he's dreaming.
The lamp light streaming
throws his shadow on the floor.
And my soul, from out that shadow, that lies floating on the floor
shall be lifted... nevermore."
Pretty good, huh? Okay.
Read The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.
You'll like it.
A teacher gets chased by a headless demon.
Hi.
Can teachers be expelled for kissing?
- They get fired. - Thank God it's Friday.
You sound like my students.
Why don't you carry my books?
I hope you haven't made plans.
- Where are we going? - It's a surprise.
You okay?
- What's wrong? - I don't know.
It didn't used to bother me.
Enjoy the ride, folks?
Take it away.
Do you want to come in?
I'd better not.
Are you all right?
I'm okay.
I had a wonderful time.
Are you sure you don't want to come in?
You could spend the night here.
I'd better not.
Some things are worth waiting for.
My books.
Johnny, wait!
I'm so crazy about you.
I'm going to marry you.
You better.
- Drive carefully. - I will.
Where's Intensive Care?
Johnny.
Johnny, don't leave me, please.
Johnny, you're going to get better. I know you are.
Can you hear me?
We're going to get married.
Don't leave me.
Hello, John.
My name's Weizak.
I'm Dr. Sam Weizak.
I'm the director of this clinic.
You've been our guest for a while.
Guest?
That's a funny way of putting it.
How do you feel?
My throat hurts.
Try a little water.
Come.
Hey, slow down.
Not so fast. Slow down.
You've been involved in a terrible traffic accident.
Do you remember?
Am I okay?
Well...
you've been smashed up pretty badly.
What is it?
No bandages.
How come?
Your parents are here.
They're right next door.
I'll bring them in now. Is that okay?
Sure.
Do come in.
Hi, Mom, Dad.
John.
Johnny.
Johnny, Johnny.
It's a miracle, John.
I know.
I was lucky. Look.
Not a scratch.
The Lord has delivered you from your trance.
Remember what we discussed, Mrs. Smith.
What is she talking about?
Shh!
You've been in a coma, Johnny. Not a trance.
Coma?
For how long?
We're just glad to have you back.
Dad, how long?
Five years.
Five long years, John.
Lost for five years.
And now reborn unto me.
Five... years?
What about Sarah?
Cast her from your thoughts.
She's turned her back on you.
She cleaves now unto another man,
a husband.
Husband?
- Amy.
Amy!
- Amy. - Amy is my daughter's name.
Your daughter's screaming. The house is burning.
Your daughter's in the house.
It's not too late.
Amy.
Amy!
Aaahhh!
Your daughter is screaming.
Amy's screaming. It's not too late.
Hurry up!
First, we will get your body back into shape.
Although you've been exercised regularly,
the ligaments have shortened a little.
Must I live in a wheelchair?
Not permanently.
And not for very long. Not if I can help it.
I, uh-- I won't deceive you, John.
Your therapy will be long and painful.
But you will walk.
Thank you.
The wolf is loose.
John, are you all right?
No match for them.
Horses, fire.
Mamichka!
[Speaking Polish]
No!
The boy is safe.
John! John!
Are you all right? Hmm?
Tell me... what about the boy?
You keep saying, "The boy is safe."
- What boy? - You. You're the boy.
l am the boy?
- She saved you. She's alive, Sam. - Who?
Your mother.
- No, that's not possible. - She survived.
John, my mother is dead.
She's alive. I know her name and where she lives.
But that is not possible, John.
How could you know that? How--
I'm scared, Sam.
What's happening to me?
- Hello? - Hello. May I speak to...
Yes?
- Is Johanna there, please? - One moment.
[Speaking Polish]
Hello? Who is this, please?
Hello?
Well...
you are either in possession
of a very new human ability...
or a very old one.
- Yes?
Oh. Over here will be fine.
Thank you.
We're trying to get you back on your feet.
This should help you regain your strength.
What's on your mind?
You were right, John...
about my mother.
I got the number from information.
It was in the phone book.
Did you talk to her?
No, I didn't.
I, um--
She came to the phone,
but I just couldn't talk to her.
I hung up.
Why?
Because it wasn't meant to be.
It wasn't meant to be.
Chug, chug, chug. Come on. Keep it moving.
Weight down, knees up.
Keep it moving.
- That's it. - That's it?
- That's what I get, 8 lousy steps? - I counted 10.
I'd like you to do some serious chugging.
I'm going to run around the building.
- Keep chugging? - Okay.
See you.
Johnny.
They told me you were outside.
I am.
I didn't know if I should come or not.
It's all right.
You got your hair cut.
Yeah, a long time ago.
You lost weight.
They call it coma diet--
lose weight while you sleep.
You know I got married.
I heard that.
You'd like him.
You still teach?
Uh-uh. Mothering's a full time job.
Kids, too? I didn't know that.
I'm sorry.
I thought your father would have told you.
He's a wonderful little boy. His name's Denny.
- How old is he? - Ten months.
I'm glad for you.
Don't look at me like that.
What am I going to do?
For you, five years have passed.
For me, it's the next day.
My feelings haven't changed yet.
Oh, Johnny.
Why did it have to happen?
Bad luck.
I never should have let you go that night.
It was my idea, remember?
What a jerk.
Everybody's talking about you.
You're the talk of the town.
'Cause I got my head bashed in
and I'm alive?
Because you have the power of second sight.
Is it true, Johnny?
The papers won't let up about it.
I keep thinking about a line
from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,
the last thing I gave my class before the accident.
Ichabod Crane disappears.
The line goes, "As he was a bachelor
and in nobody's debt,
nobody troubled their head about him anymore."
Is that what you're afraid of?
That's what I want. That's what I want.
I don't approve.
The press has been hounding me.
I want it over with.
Once you've set something like this in motion,
it seems you never know where it will lead.
It's already in motion.
I want to stop it.
They put it out,
and that's all there is.
Clement Dardis, WJGE-TV.
What happened to the girl?
I understand she's fine.
Well, uh...
would you call this a psychic experience?
- No, I would not. - Ever had one before?
No.
How about a demonstration, John?
- A what? - You know, a demonstration.
You got any predictions?
You think Greg Stillson
is going to unseat Senator Proctor?
- Who? - Greg Stillson.
Uh... thank you, sir.
- No more. - Wait, wait a minute!
How about the election?
I don't even know who you're talking about.
Well, you didn't know anything about this nurse.
That was different.
Well, I--
I touched her hand.
Oh. All right. All right!
Now, touch my hand.
Tell me, is my house on fire, John?
- Shall I stop this? - No.
You want to know if you're going to die?
We'll all die. You want to know if you'll die tomorrow.
Is that right?
You want to know why your sister killed herself.
All right. Go on.
- It's not all right. - It's okay.
It's not okay.
Okay. I won't talk about that!
- Let go, you fucking freak! - Please stop it!
Leave him alone!
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
You're hurting him!
Dr. Danvers, call 1522.
Oh, yes, Nurse.
She knows you're coming.
Doctor, thanks for bringing the boy.
Herb?
It's Johnny, Mom.
Ohh...Johnny.
Leave your boots outside the door.
Don't go tracking snow all over the house.
I won't.
You're a good boy.
You're wasting your time here, Sheriff.
You know that, don't you?
Well, you never know, Frank.
It's worth a try.
- Mr. Smith? - Yeah, I'm Herb Smith.
Sheriff Bannerman, Castle Rock. May I come in?
Yeah, sure. Come in.
It's a little nippy out there.
- That's a nice tree. - Thanks.
May I do something for you, Sheriff?
Actually, I came to see your son.
Are you John?
Sheriff Bannerman.
Castle Rock.
I've come to you
with what you could call a proposal.
It concerns the Castle Rock Killer.
- Have you heard of him? - Sure.
I don't know whether it's true or not, John...
about these psychic powers of yours.
If it's true, I could use your help.
Maybe you should give him--
Think about it,
but bear in mind some decent young women
from homes just like this
have met with terrible, terrible deaths.
Now, I'm at my wits' end.
I've exhausted about every approach to this situation.
I've come up with nothing.
I feel you can help me.
You made a mistake.
I was sorry to hear about your mother's death.
I understand she was a good woman,
Christian woman.
I'm not a religious man, I'm sorry to say,
but if God has seen fit to bless you with this gift,
you should use it.
Bless me?
You know what God did for me?
He threw a truck at me,
bounced me into nowhere for five years!
My girl was gone, my job was gone,
my legs are useless.
Bless me?
God's been a real sport to me.
All right, John.
If you change your mind, you know where I am.
Merry Christmas to you.
Well?
Well what?
See? What did I tell you?
Them murders, god-awful things.
Went on during the time you were in that coma.
Don't have the knack for tinsel.
It was your mother who kept the tree looking good.
I wish to God she was here now
so she could talk to you about this thing.
I'm not much help to you.
Sure you are.
You, uh, want to talk about it?
Not that much to say.
It don't bring you much happiness.
When it happens...
when the spells come,
it feels like-- I don't know.
It feels like I'm dying... inside.
No snow.
It should snow for Christmas.
Hi.
I brought you a visitor.
I didn't know you were coming.
I wasn't sure myself.
If I'd known you were coming,
I'd have cleaned up.
You look wonderful.
You lost the crutches, I see.
Yeah. I still got the limp.
Is your father home?
He won't be back till later.
Is that who I think it is?
His Majesty.
- Danny? - Denny.
Say hi.
Denny.
It's cold. Come on in.
He's asleep.
Last time we were alone together,
you said some things were worth waiting for.
Well...
haven't we waited long enough?
Charlene MacKenzie's got Dad building things.
If you ask me, it's the company she wants more than the bookcases.
I heard that.
That's a boy.
There you are, young fella.
I made that when John was born.
It's an excellent chair.
What have you two been up to all day?
Making bookcases.
Sit down. Dinner's ready.
That smells good. I'm starved.
- I hope you like it. - He's fed up with my cuisine.
For our bounty,
may the Lord make us grateful. Amen.
It feels good to have a family
eating around this table again.
Will I see you again?
Not like today.
Go inside, you're freezing.
- It doesn't have to-- - Don't say it.
Don't say it, Johnny.
I'll just say good night.
Guess I'll hit the hay.
I'm going to watch TV.
Good night, son.
Despite efforts of police forces,
the killer is at large, and is likely to remain so.
We spoke to Sheriff Bannerman
outside the courthouse.
We have no new leads at this time.
However, there is the hope
that some citizen might have some information
that would be very helpful.
My line is open.
l'd welcome any help we can get.
That's all I have to say.
Nine murders have been attributed
to the Castle Rock Killer, dating back almost 3 1/2 years.
The most recent victim
was 15 year old Debbie Linderman,
a sophomore at Castle Rock High School.
Her partially clad body was found one month ago today.
Asin the other Castle Rock killings,
cause of death was multiple stab wounds.
Next on News Eight,
sports and weather with Ron,
after this message.
I'm going to help.
What?
The sheriff that came here...
Bannerman.
I'm going to help him.
We think the killer
hid down at the end of the tunnel there.
When the girl came through,
the bastard was waiting for her.
Kids shouldn't come through here,
but they use this as a short cut to school.
He stood right here.
Found a lot of cigarette butts, same brand.
Eight or nine butts here.
This help you any?
I don't know. Have you got something
he might have touched or worn?
Frank, give me that package.
It's our only real evidence.
Found it in the bushes back there.
Same brand as the butts.
Here.
Nothing.
I thought I'd feel something, but--
Can't say we didn't try.
Dispatch to Sheriff Bannerman.
Yeah, this is Bannerman.
We got another body.
Oh...
damn it!
What's the word?
- Is it the Castle Rock Killer? - Hey, Sheriff!
What's the word about the robbery?
That's the psychic, isn't it?
Give us a break.
We're trying to do a story here.
You'll just have to wait.
Looks pretty grim to me.
Anyone know who she is?
Dodd?
I know her. Alma Frechette.
She works at the Coffee Pot Cafe.
Was this psychic your idea, George?
Get these people out of here.
Move them back. Move the people back.
Knock it off with those cameras. No more.
- Dodd! - Yeah?
- Nobody comes up here. - You got it, Sheriff.
You want to try?
Hey, Alma! Hi.
What are you doing?
Waiting for a smile from you.
She knows him.
What?
She knows him.
Why waste a smile on you?
You want to see the damndest thing?
- What? - Come up to the gazebo.
She knows him.
Not scared. She knows him.
All right.
What did you want to show me?
Gazebo. You like that word, Alma?
Come here.
Look at this.
Jesus! Let go!
- Is this your idea of a joke? - No joke.
No, no! Wait!
You all right? Dodd, give me a hand.
I saw him. I was there.
- I saw his face. - Who?
I stood there and watched him kill that girl. Dodd!
- What are you saying? - I did nothing.
I stood there and watched him kill that girl.
- What are you saying? - Dodd!
I stood there. I did nothing.
Dodd?
Dodd, get up here!
He took off in your car.
I saw his face. I saw his face.
You stay there.
Sheriff.
I told you to stay by the car.
Who's there?
I want to talk to your son, Mrs. Dodd.
He ain't here.
His patrol car is out here.
His car's here. He ain't.