Previously on Miracles.
Worst thing that could possible happen is to Paul to believe
that his path is predestined for evil.
- You're a police officer? - Former.
- I heard other sounds. - You're kidding?
Among them the voice of my mother.
She'd been dead for over a year when I heard her voice
speak my name on that tape.
No train.
And I didn't see God's name written on my own blood.
- You saw the words too? - Just like you, Paul "God is now here".
Doesn't take much to change the course of life.
Sometimes a single word will do it.
You lied to me. I joined up with you to find answers..
Answer you had right here in your files all along.
Why didn't you tell me?!
It wasn't necessary.
Hello?
S01E07 You Are My Sunshine Subs by Nixie & SubRaccoon
I can't take another day of this.
You guys haven't said three words to each other in weeks.
Is there something you want to talk about?
- No, you? - No.
Wait a minute.
You're still angry because Keel was keeping secrets from you
and now you don't trust him.
You're angry he hasn't told you what happened
with Chad Goodwell in Oregon.
There's three more out there. Kill them all.
I'm sure he has his reasons.
Is therapy over?
Excuse me.
- Hello. - Paul Callan?
Yes, speaking.
We have you listed as the emergency contact for a Rebecca Webb.
- Yeah. Who is this?
I'm calling from St. Gregory's Hospital in Sovereignty
New York, just outside of Albany.
- Is she all right? - I'm afraid there's been an accident.
What's her name?
Rebecca. Her name's Rebecca.
Is that it? Like Cher? Or does she have a last name?
You know, I could've taken a taxi.
She broke your heart.
I've never felt that out of control before. I mean,
I mean, it was great, but
it turned me into a different person. I didn't like who I was with her.
It was a long time ago.
Be careful. Don't sleep with her.
Who said anything about..?
- She's an old friend. - Old girlfriend.
I'm a different person now.
Right.
Paul?
Hi.
What are you doing here?
I hear you had a little fall.
Yeah.
How do I look?
Well, considering that you're five years older and you've got into
a wrestling match with a flight of stairs, pretty good.
You jerk.
Has it really been five years?
Well, Rebecca.
How're you feeling today?
Better.
Ooo, sort of.
Now, I want you to push as hard as you can against my hand.
Good.
Hi. I'm John.
Oh, I'm sorry. This is Paul.
Okay, let's do the other one.
That hurts.
And you can feel all this?
Yeah.
- So, who called you? - The Hospital.
I'm still on your emergency contact card.
Oh, my god.
And you drove all the way up here from Boston?
It's not that far.
I can't believe I never changed it.
Okay. I'm going to let you go home today.
Now, it's going to take some time to get used to those crutches.
Do you have someone who can help out at home?
I'll manage.
I'll help.
Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that.
You're not asking, I'm offering.
- Oh, God. This is so humiliating. - Shut up. Get the door.
Typical. I gallivant all over the world and end up
breaking my leg falling down a flight of stairs.
Make your decision quick.. because, uh,
I think you've put on a few pounds. I'm losing my grip.
Ok, the couch. The couch.
I'm sorry about all this.
Oh, I kinda needed to get away. You could be my excuse.
So, what do you want for dinner?
I don't' know. Surprise me.
You sure about that?
- Yeah. - All right.
The stove not working?
Oh, yeah. Just give it a while. It's got a mind of its own.
Damn.
A mind of its own.
It's working!
I had to wait for the fighting to let out,
so I stayed in a Havasch village in the Duber River Valley for
a month living on Ox blood and corn meal.
It's amazing.
It's one of the stories going in my book.
A book?
You've never sat still long enough to write anything more than a column.
Well, that's why I rented this house.
I'm not going anywhere until its done.
So, what about you?
I want to know everything.
Well, I was in the seminary for a while.
I never took my vows, though.
You did go.
It wasn't because of me, right?
So, what are you doing now?
I work with some people who investigate miracles.
No way. You're kidding.
You don't really believe in that stuff, do you?
I try to stay open.
Have you seen any miracles?
Well, not at first.
What about now?
It's been picking up.
I guess you're more open than me.
God knows, I don't even believe in therapy.
I think you're enjoying this.
You try taking 20 minutes to brush your teeth
and see how much fun it is.
How did you fall down that stairs anyway?
Oh, it was stupid.
I thought I heard a noise in the cellar and I went to take a look
and the window must have blown open or something.
The cellar door slammed shut. Scared the hell out of me and I fell.
- All right? - Yeah.
There you go.
Thank you.
Thanks for dinner, by the way.
You're good with the pasta.
Single man's specialty.
Why is that Paul?
Why is a beautiful man like you still single?
You broke my heart.
Right.
I'm glad you're here.
It would be weird to be alone like this.
Good night.
Hey, sleepyhead.
- What time is it? - 12.30
Should've woken me.
- I figured you needed the sleep. - Yeah, I guess so.
Doesn't mean that we can have you lazing around all day.
You know what you need?
What?
Walking lessons.
- And you're going to teach me, huh? - That's right.
- Come on. - All right.
Okay.
That hurts.
Keep it tight.
Now, lean forward. Put your weight on the crutches and
swing your leg like it's a weapon.
A weapon?
You're physically challenged now. You need to let people
know that if they get in your way.. you'll kick them.
- Starting with you. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah. You could use a little ass kicking.
C'mon, then.
Is that all you got?
Oh, I got you.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
- What is it? - It's nothing.
Just a dream.
Of?
You, in bed, with another man.
Well, I guess this broken leg isn't slowing me down any, is it?
Are you with someone?
You know me.
Always traveling around so that I don't have to deal with stuff like that.
You smell like smoke. You don't smoke.
No, I don't.
Admit it. I can smell it on you.
Secret smoker. Secret smoker.
That's enough.
See what you did?
Dammit.
What's wrong?
I think there's something wrong with the gas, the house is
freezing and now the stove is completely not working.
- Where's the shut off valve? - It's in the cellar. I think.
Rebecca!
Is it working?
Rebecca!
What the hell is that?
I don't know. Maybe it belongs to one of your boyfriends.
The guy who used to live here was some kind of ice man.
I guess that was one of his tools.
- Hello. - Paul, it's Evelyn.
- Paul? - What?
It's Evie.
You said that already. Why are you calling?
- Paul? - Paul..
What's going on?
- She's screwing the ice man. - What?
I have an idea, Evie. Why don't you go mind your own f..
Was that Paul?
Is everything okay?
I don't think so.
Is everything all right?
- You've had a lot of adventures. - Yeah, I suppose so.
I would wait months for you and you'd come back
from one of your trips and act as if you'd never left.
Did you even think about me while you were gone?
Sometimes.
Is this him?
The Russian photographer. What was his name?
That's my editor.
You telling me you never slept with the Russian?
All those lonely nights traveling together,
all those things you must have in common?
It's been five years!
You're not seriously going to bring all this up again, are you?
- We've done this all.. - No, we haven't!
Tell me the truth.
It was a mistake.
Mistake?
Tell me something, Rebecca...
You ever made anyone happy? Just one person?
I'd like to know.
What's going on?
I don't know. You tell me. We are supposed to be in love.
Are?
I couldn't be out of your sight without you taking it as
some sort of rejection. It wasn't working, Paul.
I could've come with you! You never asked!
Maybe, I wanted to be alone.
You want to be alone?
Fine.
We had an argument. Paul left.
What was the fight about?
The past.
Does Paul seem.. okay to you?
He's been under a lot of stress lately.
He seems different. Angry.
What are you guys doing here?
We were worried about you.
Don't tell me you drove all the way up here because of
the way I talked to you on the phone last night?
Well, yes. I kept trying your cell, but you weren't picking up.
I'm so sorry.
I was rude. I apologize.
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, Rebecca and I had some things to work out,
I needed some space, but it's okay now.
I've been thinking that I'd stay and help her get things sorted
and I'd be back in Boston in a couple days or so.
Hey, why don't you guys stay the night?
There's a spare bedroom, if that's okay.
Sure.
It might be fun.
Thank you, no. We were just wanting to make sure that everything was ok.
- Pleasure. - Very nice meeting you.
- Bye. - Bye.
I'm so sorry.
They seem like really nice people.
They were very concerned about you.
Concerned?
When they heard that you'd stayed out all night.
Yeah.
I'm sorry about that.
It's okay.
No. Sorry, I didn't do this.
Now next time you want to hump somebody,
make sure I'm not on my way home, Sunshine.
Let's see how many men you look at now.
I'm sorry I made us drive all the way up here.
I shouldn't have meddled. He just.. sounded crazy on the phone.
No, you were right. Something's wrong.
There was a cut onion on the kitchen counter that was black and slimy.
Could be the sign of an evil presence.
What? Are you saying that the house is haunted?
The house. Paul. Maybe both.
Well then, we have to go back and get him out of there.
Well, first we need to know what we're up against.
We have to find out the history of that house.
Damn. You look good.
Thank you.
I thought I'd make us a meal.
Is this a date?
A date?
Sure.
My treat.
- Like fried chicken? - Sounds good.
Hello.
Hi, you here to see about the house?
Actually, I wanted to inquire about another property
you represent way back on the other side of the county?
A cabin on the top of Idle Wood Lane off of Route 9.
Oh. The Spencer House. I'm sorry you drove out all this way.
I rented it two weeks back. Your paper's out of date.
I know. I was hoping that you'd give me a bit of a history of the house.
Why do you want to know?
I'm writing a book about haunted houses in the area.
Who says it's haunted?
Mrs. Spencer lived in that house till she was 81.
She died peacefully in her sleep a year ago.
Did you know her?
You've probably heard that the kids called her "Spooky Spencer".
But what happened wasn't about ghosts.
Her husband ran off with another woman and
Mrs. Spencer was so broken hearted.
She boarded up all the windows and became a bit of a hermit.
It's really very sad.
Why is the rent so cheap?
Something else happened in that house, didn't it?
Are you looking for this?
Sneaking off to meet your English boyfriend, huh?
You always were a sucker for a foreign accent.
Paul, you...
Shut up!
I'm gonna do what I should have done to all your boyfriends. Yeah.
Keel and I need to talk.
We have some issues to work out.
This means that we need to put you on ice.
Where are you? I've been waiting for almost half an hour.
I had to drive halfway to Albany to track down the real estate agent.
Well, according to the police, some guy rented that house about
six months ago and he hung himself in the cellar.
Yes, I know. Apparently he was the first tenant after old Mrs. Spencer died
they thought he'd run out on the rent, until the smell
started seeping through the floor boards.
That house could be exuding negativity. Jealousy, anger, betrayal.
Whatever Paul's dark side is, that house will find it and amplify it.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Where's Alva?
Scared me. What's wrong?
Rebecca and I got into another fight.
She's locked herself in the cellar and she won't come out.
- The cellar? - I should've listened to you.
You know, she's been acting really strange lately.
Saying that we're both guilty of unforgivable acts and we're gonna die.
Some terrible things happened in that house
and Alva thinks its dangerous for you to be there.
Well, we can't leave her there alone. Call Alva.
Have him meet us at the house.
Why are all the windows boarded up?
I couldn't figure it out for the longest time. And then it hit me.
That's how he did it.
That's how he kept her in the house and away from trouble.
What's going on Paul?
Oh, she's doing every guy in town, that's what's going on.
Rebecca!
Help! Help me, please! He's crazy!
- You're crazy! - Please, help me!
Let her out!
She needs to learn her lesson. You do too.
Get away from the door, now.
Officer Santos makes an appearance.
Paul, this house is doing something to you.
We need to get you away from here.
But first, we're going to let Rebecca go,
- Okay? - Okay.
Rebecca, it's okay. I'm opening the door.
Oh, God.
If you leave me to love another, You'll regret it all someday.
You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine. You make me happy..
- What is wrong with Paul? - It's a little hard to explain.
There is something in this house and its bringing out the worst in him.
It has something to do with the work you people do, doesn't it?
He's special. But he's also vulnerable to things like this.
I have to get out of here.
We'll get you out.
Looks like someone's filled in an old doorway.
Come on! It might be a way out.
There is something. Some kind of door.
Hey, Keel. Come on in.
You want a drink?
No, thanks.
Do you mind if I do?
Where's Evie?
Locked in the basement.
Did you put her there?
Yep.
Do you want to know a secret?
I think Rebecca likes you.
Is she down there too?
As a matter of fact, she is.
What do you say, we bring them both back up?
Oh, you know I would, Keel, but I don't think you're ready.
What do you mean?
I wasn't ready to see the files about me that you kept locked
in your office. That was your call, right?
Maybe I've got some things I don't want
you putting your hands on either.
You know what's funny, Keel?
Seeing you with Rebecca made me jealous.
But you know what I think? You're jealous of me.
After all, Chad Goodwell told me things you will never know.
You can't stand that I've seen God's name written in my own blood.
All you've got was a little tape from
your dead mother saying, "Alva, Alva".
Let's get you out of here.
I don't think so!
What's that smell?
Let me see.
Oh, my god. It's freezing!
- Come on! - I can't.
There's something wrong in there.
Rebecca!
Open the door! Rebecca!
You've put your hands on me for the last time.
Paul.
- You all right? - Yeah, yeah.
Rebecca's upstairs. She's.. pretty shaken up.
I guess the Ice Man and his mistress didn't run off after all.
Come on.
Yes, it's the cabin at the top of Idle Wood Lane. Okay.
Rebecca. It's all right. It's over.
The ambulance is on its way.
What happened?
We hammered out our differences.
See what you did?
Rebecca?
So, what are you going to tell your sister?
That my ex-boyfriend became possessed and almost killed me.
I think maybe it's time I started believing in therapy.
Among other things.
I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am.
I don't know. I think in a way, you're lucky.
- What do you mean? - To have friends like that.
I mean, they came all the way up here. They risked their lives for you.
You're right.
Do you think that if I was walking down the street and
we met for the very first time... that things might be different?
I'd like to think so.
Paul.
There's something you should know.
I really did love you.
We need to talk.
At least, I do.
What I did was unforgivable.
I wish I could say that I don't remember any of it.
I wish I could say it wasn't me back there, but..
- It wasn't. - Not entirely.
If you don't want me to continue working here, I'll understand.
- It could've been worse. - It could've.
How could it have been worse?
We could all be dead.
Actually, it's quite encouraging that house
allowed you access to the darkest corners of your soul.
and even then, you did not have it in you to kill somebody.
Maybe I just didn't have it in me to kill you?
It's a beginning.
Well, I'm glad you two are finally talking again.
I think. Can we get back to work now?
Good idea.
And I told you not to sleep with her.
- Cup of tea? - Sure.
Subs by nixie & subraccoon