Rebound, Noah. You gotta box out.
- Relax. - He looks totally lost out there.
At least he's playing. Just give him a break.
Pick and roll! Let's go!
Come on, Pal! What was that? You gotta roll, son.
Go get the ball.
Come on! You hear me?
Swim! Swim!
What the hell are you doing? I warned you.
Hey, Pal? Son, are you okay?
Noah, what's the matter?
I saw him again.
Saw who?
The man! Him!
- What man? What are you talking about? - I saw the man who killed me!
The Past-Team presents
1x01 - Pilot - V1.0
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Mrs. Powel.
I'm Dr. McGinn. We spoke on the phone.
Hi. Nice to meet you.
This is my son, Noah.
How you doing today, Noah?
Fine.
The idea of reincarnation is that we've all been here before.
And we've got memories of past lives.
And normally, those memories stay in our
deep subconscious, and there's not a problem.
But sometimes,
when our souls are in conflict,
those memories come up to the surface. It can be very traumatic.
We call that a regression.
That's when a person goes back
and experiences events from his past life.
Do you think that's what's happening?
'cause we've been to five different doctors,
and no one can give us any answers.
Let me guess... you've tried psychoanalysis,
replacement therapy, hypnosis.
Right? I bet they even had him on antidepressants at one point.
I hate those pills.
They don't even work.
Look, Noah.
I know what you're going through.
This is worse than just some bad dream. You actually feel what's going on,
don't you? Your heart races, your palms sweat.
No matter how hard you try, you can't make it go away.
Must be terrifying.
Sounds like classic regression trauma to me.
And believe me, if we don't do something about it,
it's going to get worse.
So you really believe all this crap?
I do.
Although, I wouldn't exactly call it crap.
Hey, it's me. You know what to do, so do it after the beep.
Hey, it's Kate.
We had a 10:00 and you weren't here, so I did the intake without you.
This is a big case, OK?
Get your butt in here.
Where is he?
Just calm down.
I know we're partners, Kate, but it's my name on the building.
This gentleman is not cut out for this line of work.
Boss is right. Guy's a total cowboy.
He thought Carl Jung was a linebacker for the jets.
Which is why I wanted him.
I've had lots of cases like this in the last 5 years,
and what I need is a detective,
not another doctor.
He spent 12 years in NYPD Homicide. So we're lucky to have him.
- You're late. - Yeah, sorry, I had a thing.
What'd I miss? Some guy think he was Elvis?
Another lady with a fear of sharp corners?
That's funny. He's only been here for one week.
Lucky you,
orientation period is officially over. You can take a look.
A 14-year-old boy with emergent regression trauma.
It started out as flashes of a man yelling at him.
And then last week, something happened at a basketball game
to trigger a full-on regression.
He says he saw this man kill him.
- It's a murder case. What happened? - See for yourself.
We did the intake interview an hour ago.
While you were sleeping.
Where were you in the trailer?
Looked like the kitchen.
The place was a dump, and...
he was yelling at me,
and I think I saw a baseball bat.
Also, I was running.
There was snow and
an ocean or lake or something.
And this dog just kept on barking at me.
I fell and
he caught me,
and it just went black.
That's it?
We're supposed to figure out who killed this kid based on that?
That's why you were hired.
That boy's memories, his regressions, that is your crime scene.
- It's time for you to earn your keep. - Yeah, you can't get DNA from a memory.
Not to mention fingerprint. Maybe we can have him sit down with a sketch artist.
- That'd be a start. - He never got a clear picture
of the guy. All we know is he's white
and he's angry.
- Yeah, I'm thinking republican. - You guys are serious?
I never said this was going to be easy.
You didn't say it was going to be impossible, either.
I'm going to need a lot more than just this to go on.
Yes, you will. And that is why you have Kate.
So why the dog park?
I'm looking for triggers.
I have an idea.
What's with the earphones? He never takes them off.
They're a defense mechanism.
People having regressions tend to block things out.
Maybe he just likes music.
Good, good. There's Andre.
Hey, Andre.
Start recording.
- It's the red button. - Thank you. I'm not an idiot.
- How are the kids today? - They seem to be pretty good, I guess.
Can I pet your dogs?
It's OK.
I want you to meet some friends.
This is Jack.
And this is Jill.
You guys just want to run and play today, don't you?!
You're such a good boy!
You just want to run and play, yes, you do!
Yes, you are, you want to go?
You're going to get them excited.
You're such a good boy! Aren't you?
- Relax. - I wanted to help her.
- Who? Help who? - The door was locked.
- Tell me where you are. - The door's locked! I can't...
Tell me where you are. Just tell me where you are!
Hey!
- Where'd he go? - I don't know. He was right here.
- Keep recording. - What are you doing?
What's wrong with me?
OK.
Just please don't tell dad.
Please.
It's OK.
- What is going on? - We got our first clue, that's what.
What are you talking about?
Hello, he went into the ladies room. He didn't have to do that.
- Both were open. - Maybe he was confused.
Did you see the way he was sitting? Pulling on his hair like that?
No guy does that. Especially not a 14-year-old boy.
Wait a second. You're telling me he used to be a girl?
No. The regression's telling you.
The clues are there.
You just have to know where to look.
I just came from the Maine's office.
- His own father thinks he's faking it. - And you believe that?
No, darling, it's half decaf, remember?
I don't know. Maybe the kid's just depressed. He barely ever talks.
What? Just load him up on meds, that's going to solve the problem?
Worked for me so far, knock on wood.
Hey, can I have some room for a cream,
and some hazelnut, just a quarter shot?
Lady, you want to make this yourself?
Why do you always have to be so bossy?
It's $5.00 for a cup of coffee. I should get it how I like it.
Let me ask you something.
- You believe in reincarnation? - You said it doesn't matter.
- Answer the question. - When I first met you, you said,
and I quote:
"We don't care what you believe in,. We're looking for a great detective."
- End quote. - I said "Good.",
and that's not the point. If you don't,
why'd you take the job?
- I needed the money. - I don't believe you.
What am I, your project? You're going to convert me?
- I'm just trying to figure you out. - Well, it's not that complicated.
I used to be a cop, so I believe in facts and evidence.
Right now, the only concrete thing I have is this kid's father
telling me he's making it up.
Dr. McGinn.
Noah didn't come home from school today.
I don't mean to panic, but the police said that they can't do anything
until he's been missing for 24 hours. I didn't know who else to call.
We're going to find him. You have a cell?
Goes straight to voicemail.
Here.
- Noah take all these? - Yes.
That's his hobby. He's a photo editor of the high school yearbook.
He's got a real water thing going on here.
That's new.
And it's strange, because he hates the water.
He doesn't even know how to swim.
"What up, Noah?"
Who's malone67?
Malone, that's...
He lives next door.
Thackeray park.
Where's that?
Noah, you out here?
- There he is. - My god! Noah!
Do you know how I worried I was?!
- Why didn't you answer your phone? - Leave me alone.
What did you do?
Is that a knife?
Leave me alone.
Just... just go.
You cut your hair.
You have to make it stop.
I don't want to be a girl anymore.
- Sweetheart! - You have to make it stop, mom!
I'm going crazy!
I swear to god, I'm going crazy.
Noah, what is this?
- Is Maria your girlfriend? - No.
Is she the one you wanted to help?
- I don't know. - Was Maria your name?
I said I don't know, OK?
It just keeps coming in my head, I can't control it!
Don't you think I'd tell you if I knew?
Why did you come here? Is there a reason?
Yeah, my life sucks.
Come on, come on.
We can't do this without you.
Have you seen something again?
That light on the tower means something. Did you see the way the cop look at?
Yeah, there's something up with those photos. The river wasn't a trigger,
but he sure has a thing for water.
Do you realize this is insane? No one drives in the city.
It's a Texas thing. Trucks, guns and the death penalty.
Besides, I hate paying for cabs.
Score!
That's a friggin' miracle.
- What was that? - I'm just giving my angel back.
I always do that after a car ride, especially this one.
- What? - Do you not see the irony here,
Mr. Non-believer? Knockin' on wood, playing with little pretend angels.
So I'm superstitious, big deal.
I also don't fly on Friday the 13th
or walk under ladders or bet on the Yankees in day games. It's bad luck.
You feel like grabbing a bite?
Sorry. I can't. I actually have a date.
What's wrong?
It's just weird.
This was my wife's favorite place when we lived in the village.
We used to come here on Sundays and hang out. Stupid bells drove me nuts,
but she loved 'em.
I haven't been here since she died.
You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
That's pretty cool.
What are the chances we'd find a spot outside the place
- that you and your wife... - It's just a coincidence, Kate.
Whatever you say.
My apartment's down this way, so I'll see you tomorrow.
- Katie, is that you? - Mom? What's going on?
Victor is being an ass, that's what.
- I took a cab from the restaurant. - Where's phoenix?
In the bathroom.
Honey, you really shouldn't let him up on the couch.
There is hair everywhere.
What happened this time?
You guys in another fight?
Actually, he wants to get married.
My god, really?
That's fantastic.
Calm down, I said no.
But I thought you really liked him.
I do.
So why ruin it?
Far as I'm concerned, husbands are like Jesus...
Just another white man telling me what to do.
Honey, you didn't have to do that.
I swear, I can't figure you out.
It's like sometimes,
you only date men just so you can find something that's wrong with them.
I thought he was nice.
So did I.
Until he blew it by proposing.
What are you doing?
- I'm canceling a date. - You have a date?
No, no, you should go.
No, no, it's all right.
I'd rather hang out here.
He's been getting clingy, anyway.
- You guys been here all night? - Welcome to my hell.
Please make him let me go home.
You guys have got to see this. I started with the light in the radio tower.
I'm thinking maybe it's a lighthouse.
Noah remembers being by the water, right?
But then I realized that lighthouses flash white, not red.
Actually, that was me.
So maybe it's a building. Something tall
with a red light on top, meaning FAA regs say it's close to a flight path.
It could be a thousand places in New York,
but not in other cities. Like DC, for example.
- Come on, where's the thing? - Hey, you know what, beautiful mind,
why don't you just take it easy?
Technically it's not on the water, but I went with it.
Pulled all the unsolved homicides and missing persons
within a 10 mile radius and started narrowing it down.
Male victim gone.
Body found, gone. We can eliminate every case
since Noah was born, those are gone, too.
That's when I found this.
Rachel and Rebecca Bell.
Ages 8 and 4, disappeared in December, 1994,
one month before Noah was born.
Hang on a second. Noah hasn't said anything about having a sister.
Not directly.
But remember how he kept saying: "I want to help her"...
what if he wasn't talking about the woman he saw?
What if his sister was kidnapped with him, that's who he's trying to help?
They're too young, aren't they?
It makes sense, if you think about it.
He has never said anything about putting up a fight when this guy grabs him.
If he was little, the guy could have easily overpowered him.
I gotta admit,
- it's a possibility. - Damn right it is.
But the thing that I can't figure out is Maria.
That's why we gotta go to DC right now
and talk to this lawyer, Carmen Santos. She represents the parents.
- They're professors at GW. - Why don't we go talk to them?
I already tried. They wouldn't talk. We really need to move on this.
Very nice work, detective.
- You, too, Rishi. - It's Dr. Karna. Thanks.
Feeling the love, really.
Mr. Bell's still a suspect in the case,
- even after 14 years? - Not officially.
But until the morons at DC Metro rule him out, he's not talking to anybody.
How can I help you?
We may have some new information about the murders of Rachel and Rebecca.
Disappearance. What kind of information?
A witness. Well, not really a witness.
More like a person who might know something, we think.
OK. And who might this person be?
He lives in Connecticut, but he used to be in DC
- not physically, but he was... - We're past lives specialists,
from the Talmadge center in New York.
We think one of those girls has been reincarnated into our client.
- Probably the older one. - You gotta be kidding me.
- You said you were a cop. - I was.
His name is Noah Powell.
And I'm sorry to tell you this,
but he remembers being murdered
in his past life. So we'd like to set up a meeting with your client,
see if there's a connection. If there is, it might help you solve your case.
Do you know how many conversations like this I've had over the years?
Psychics,
witches, clairvoyants.
There was even a lady in Ohio
who said she was abducted by aliens
and met the girls on a spaceship.
That was real helpful.
This isn't a joke.
Call the FBI, Special Agent Parson, violent crimes. He'll vouch for us.
What about the name Maria? Does that mean anything to you?
No.
And even if it did, I wouldn't discuss it with you.
Listen, I don't appreciate being lied to.
I'm sure you mean well, but I have work to do.
- It was nice meeting you. - You totally cut me off.
'cause you weren't making any sense. The best way to deal with a skeptic
is just rip the band-aid off. Tell them who we are, right up front.
Wrong. It's all about establishing credibility.
- By lying? - Yes. If that's what it takes.
- Cops lie all the time. - I'm not a cop.
Besides, she was never going to help us, looking at me all judge-y like that.
That's not the reason she won't help us.
Really?
- Then what is? - Maybe she thinks your client guilty.
Sorry I didn't make the funeral. I was down in Miami on a case.
How you doing?
- I'm fine, don't worry about it. - Good, good.
Look, for what it's worth,
everyone thinks NYPD screw up b time firing you.
You were the best detective they had, the stupid bastards.
Yeah, you drink too much, don't show up for work, it's what happens.
I'm over it, I got a new gig. P.I. Work.
Yeah?
- Here in the district? - No.
But I do need a favor.
I...
I need to see the file on a missing persons case.
1994, Rachel and Rebecca bell. You know it?
Yeah. It's...
special victims stuff.
- Case still open. It's kinda touchy. - Come on, Lou.
No one's gonna know.
It's important.
You owe me, right?
What are you doing?
Are you OK?
What happened?
Did someone put you up to this?
What were you thinking?
You could have drowned, sweetheart.
I wanted to see if I could swim.
The teacher had to jump in and pull him out.
Amanda just lost it. She told her husband
she was bringing Noah here tomorrow with or without him.
The bells are never going to meet with us, what difference does it make?
This is good news. What's your problem?
My problem is: I just spent 3 hours chasing down old witnesses,
no one's ever heard of any Maria.
And I get why the professor's a suspect now.
He had a temper and he was mad at Rachel for bad grades,
the theory is that
they got into an argument, he hurt her and Rebecca saw it.
Then he panicked and he killed them both to cover his tracks.
They even found a broken tennis racket at the crime scene with his prints.
- What if he didn't do it? - Well, the evidence says he did.
Maybe, but you're so busy playing cop, you've forgotten why we're here.
It's all about the regressions, remember?
Noah's having them for a reason. That's what we're here to figure out.
Fine.
How about this?
The father killed the girl,
and now she's back to get revenge. It's the oldest story in the book.
But what if it's the opposite? I was thinking about this today.
What if the whole reason this thing is happening is because she wants
to help her father, not hurt him. What if she knows he didn't do it,
and she wants to clear his name? Maybe even help us find the real killer.
Here's the deal. I don't care if you believe a word I just said.
What I do care about is you not giving up.
Think about Noah, think about the girls.
You got a real chance to help these people.
This case needs you.
You need it back.
Where are you going?
College. Come on.
Professor, please. We're just trying to help.
Do you honestly expect me to believe this 14-year-old boy
used to be my daughter?
Listen, I get it. I'm not sure I even believe it myself.
But I've seen some things these last few days that have been pretty amazing.
There's something with this kid that I can't explain.
For me he's making it up, playing out some childhood...
This isn't something you'd want to make up.
Trust me.
Just meet with him. See for yourself. That's all we're asking.
You don't understand. It's been 14 years,
and there's not a day that goes by that I am not in agony.
I see a student in my class, I think, is that what Rachel looks like?
She'd be 22 now.
I know it's hard.
Worst is the guilt.
Why couldn't I protect them?
Why can't I find them? What kind of a father am I?
And every time something new comes along, get hopeful.
And...
Turns out to be nothing.
After a while, you just get numb.
A year ago Christmas, I lost my wife in an accident.
We were in Mexico, swimming.
There was this little cliff. I jumped off,
I wanted her to follow me. I knew she didn't want to, but I egged her on.
And her being her, she didn't just jump, she dove.
She broke her neck on a rock under the water.
And by the time I got her to the beach, she was already gone.
It was all my fault.
So I know about the guilt.
I know what it's like to wake up every day and just want to block out the pain.
But the truth is, if I could do anything to see my wife again, I'd do it.
Maybe that's why I'm here. Maybe that's why I haven't walked away
from this case or this crazy woman standing next to me.
I guess hope is all we have left.
You're in the ninth grade?
Sweetheart, why don't you sit down?
I'm fine.
- Westport's a fine school. - Yes. We like it very much.
OK, look.
I know you guys came a long way, and we appreciate that.
But I think it's clear we're wasting our time here...
Noah? What?
I want to see my room.
I'm sorry, what did he just say?
That's it.
That's what I remember.
This is where I used to sleep.
And that's where he came in.
Why didn't you lock the window?
My god!
Who came in?
Tell us what happened.
Listen to me.
I know you're scared.
This is what we talked about.
You have to confront the memories if you want them to stop.
Let me help.
- We didn't want to go. - Let the triggers come.
Is it the window?
Was there something outside?
He's got Rebecca!
Now he's coming for me.
He's taking us through the window.
It's so cold.
He's mad 'cause I knocked the thing...
What thing? The tennis racket.
It was holding up the window, but it's broken now.
- We're going down. - Where is he taking you?
Rebecca's crying.
We don't want to go.
Rachel?
Is that you?
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
There's something wrong. It's gone now.
- What? - It's gone. Something wrong.
There was something on the dresser,?
What was it?
This...
That's it.
That's me and my sister.
Why did he take her?
Why did he take my sister?
- You have a boat? - No, that's from sailing camp.
Rachel went 2 weeks the summer before it happened.
- Where? Here in DC? - Yes.
A marina down the Potomac. She loved being on the water.
What?
Noah doesn't know how to swim, but in his regressions, he's drawn.
On the video, the first one, He said he was near a river by the ocean.
We looked into that a long time ago. All counselors were college students.
They were back in school by December. Solid alibis.
- Any of them named Maria? - I don't remember, why?
He asked me about her last night. It's somebody that Noah remembers.
Maybe one of the counselors was Maria.
Even if she didn't take him, there's gotta be some kind of connection.
- Can you take us to the sailing school? - Yes, it's down by the armory.
- You sure this is it? - I'm sure. The office was right there.
- You remember the name of the owner? - No. I apologize.
- Maybe we can ask around. - Damn it!
You OK?
What's happening? What are you seeing?
I was on a boat.
He threw me over.
I can't help you if you don't tell me what you're saying.
He left me there in the middle of the ocean.
He left me there. He left me there in the middle of the ocean.
What about Maria? Was she there?
I... I don't know.
What if it was a boat?
What?
Look, look. Are you seeing this?
What if Maria was the name of the boat? That's what he saw,
that's why he remembers.
Maybe.
- So who's this guy again? - An old friend.
He used to run the behavioral science unit at Quantico
and I've been working with him forever. So don't embarrass me, OK?
The good doctor.
You're looking well.
Price Whatley. Special Agent in charge Eli Parson.
Welcome aboard, detective. Kate's told me a lot about you.
Yeah, none of it's true. You find anything?
42 foot Chesapeake Deadrise named The Maria.
Registered to a David Connor.
Caucasian male, age 53.
He's got 2 priors for burglary and assault.
That's a direct hit. You got a location?
Port Leslie, Virginia. It's a 20-minute ride.
Special Agent Parson, FBI.
Can you step off the boat, please?
- What's going on? - Vessel inspection.
Come on. Off you go.
You the owner of this boat?
Yeah.
OK. Stand by.
That's... that's not him.
Trip logs, catch reports, employee cards.
Everything you have starting December '94 and going back.
Don't have 'em. I didn't own the boat back then.
- When'd you buy it? - January of '95.
I used to run tourist charters out of Potomac marina.
The one in DC, by the armory?
Yeah, that's the one.
There was this guy and he was asking around,
said he had a good deadrise and some peeler pots.
- He was in a hurry to sell. - What was his name?
Don't remember. I'm sure I have it in a file somewhere at home.
What did he look like?
You know, typical crabber.
White guy. Sort of scruffy.
Smelled like crap. He had a little girl with him.
How old?
3, maybe 4. I don't know.
Cute kid. Are you going to tell me what this is about?
In the car. We need to go to your house and take a look at that file. Come on.
Why are they arresting him?
They're not. He bought the boat from someone else
- in January of '95. - Who was that?
Well, that's what they're going to find out. But there is something...
The seller had a little girl with him,
4 years old.
It might have been Rebecca.
My god.
She's alive?
We don't know, but, yes, it's possible.
- Hello? - His name is Dermott Tate.
He ran the marina out Potomac marina for part of '93 and all of '94.
He was there when Rachel was in sailing camp.
Exactly. He probably saw her with Rebecca and scoped them out.
Has a nasty divorce in September '94,
loses custody of his kid and the wife hasn't seen him since.
DMV has a last known address of north Carolina.
- He never thought to change his name. - That's him, isn't it?
There's only one way. You got everyone with you?
Yeah, they're all here.
A car's on the way and they're going to fly us all down, get ready, OK?
All right. I'll see you in a bit.
Everything that's happened today, I don't know,
it's like you spend your whole life playing this game
and suddenly someone changes the rules.
I know.
- I really want to find this girl. - Me, too.
Move.
FBI, get up, get up!
Let me see your hands!
On the floor! On the floor, now!
Let's go!
Don't move! Hands where I can see them.
My god!
It's OK.
Nobody's going to hurt you. I promise, OK?
We found her, guys.
And she's alive.
- Where is she? - Over here.
She's OK, but she's still in shock.
Where are they taking him?
He's my father! He didn't do anything!
My name's Sarah. Who are you?
It's us, sweetheart.
It's mom and dad.
What?
He told me you were dead.
No. We're right here, angel.
He told me you were dead and that I was adopted!
- I never thought that I would see... - My baby, my sweet baby.
Let me look at you!
What's he doing?
Saying good-bye.
Rachel got out, and when she tried to call for help, the guy just snapped.
He said he realized she was too old
and he could never pass her off as family like Rebecca.
- So she had to go. - I don't get it.
How could somebody do such an awful thing?
I quit trying to make sense of people like that a long time ago.
- You'll make yourself crazy. - Yeah, but making sense of people
is what I do. And this is just... beyond.
I don't know, I guess sometimes evil is just evil.
I never would have believed what just happened
if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
The greater the doubt, the greater the awakening.
That's pretty profound for being up all night.
It's Einstein.
I saw it on a bumper sticker once.
What?
The other night, all that stuff you were saying about
hoping to reconnect with your wife,
I knew you didn't take this job for the money.
Must be hard, being so damn right all the time.
It is a burden.
But I live with it.
Just so you know,
I still think you're crazy.
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