Happy Birthday, son.
Happy Birthday.
Cake before dinner?
Well. it's your brother's big day. We let him decide.
Then I decide on cake.
- Cake it is. - Really?
Sure.
Yeah, I don't suppose it will kill you just once.
OK, blow out the candles before we burn the house down.
How many are they?
Why don't you count them?
...8, 9, 10.
10 years gone, and one to go on to 11.
That's the way.
10 years old. One to go.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up.
Make what I say exactly.
Alex. Alex.
We go.
Make what I say exactly.
In the truck, com' on.
Stay back! Leave us alone!
Boys, stay in the truck!
Your don't want to do this.
Honey, it's not you. Stop!
Don't do this. Don't do this!
No!
Check.
No. Can't do it.
Mate.
Fucked again.
Without the courtesy of a richer round.
It's been a business doing pleasure with you my friend.
Who's next?
Come' on girls, don't be shy.
How about you, sugar?
Hope you have some change in your pocket for a Metrocard.
Come on.
You two girls have fun now.
I'm gonna go find me some respect somewhere else.
Come on.
See' ya.
Hit the timer.
Oh, that suck.
It's game over.
Forget it.
Harry Jellenik.
Alex Borden.
- You okay? - Yeah, yeah.
It's a migraine, I guess.
Oh you keep at it, young Alex.
Goodbye, Alex.
Hey, don't do that. Why do you do that?
My dream!
They tried to get me in my dream.
I hurt him so it's too weak to come after us.
You seem them too?
I don't want to talk about it, okay?
If dad finds out that this is happening again, he will send us away from each other.
Do you want that to happens? Huh?
I thought so.
Then keep your mouth shut. Promise?
Promise.
We need to stick together, okay?
As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you, Alex.
Hello?
Alex.
Jason?
How did you get in?
Your door is wide open.
Thought somebody broke in.
Like I can find some lunatic raping your lifeless corpse.
Yes, yeah, that would be what you think.
What you doing here?
This is where I live.
No, this is the house your house is.
I brought this back, it stays in the car.
Smoke?
No?
What's that?
It's "Secrets of Modern Chess Strategy: Advances Since Nimzowitsch"
You hate chess.
I know.
So...
So I don't know..something like... something like happen today.
I got home, and I'm flipping thru' every book in the house.
And...here.
Take this one, this is a real page turner. I read it an one hour ago.
You finished it an hour ago?
No, no, I read it an hour ago.
When does the Clouzner get back?
Fall.
Who vacations in Rwanda?
I don't know, it beats unemployment.
Would you stop touching things, please.
I don't think you can call house-seating, employment.
Alex...
Brain like yours, should have a job with NASA or...
you know, one of those companies that hires really smart people.
Yeah, I...
Headache?
Yeah, its...
Do me a favor. Lay off the speed read.
I gotta go, Stacy is waiting.
I'll see you later, okay?
Alex?
Oh, God.
Alex? Wake up man.
Alex. Alex!
Right now, medically, he's fine.
The curvature is completely unbroken inside and out.
Look, if I am reading this correctly, this kid uses more of his frontal lobe
for cognitive activity than anybody who has ever been charted.
We can't release him, sweetheart.
Now, this chart alone is worth tens of thousands of study grants.
What choice do I have?
I have no basis for keeping him.
I suppose a post-mórtem analysis is out of the question.
That's best be funny, Ira.
Hey buddy, what you got there?
My head is killing me.
Well that is inaccurate and quite impossible.
What I don't doubt is that you had a mild ?? to your head trauma.
So what I need to do is give you a cognitive assessment.
Then I will poke a few holes in your skull.
Holes?
Speaking in metaphor, of course.
We'll start off with the easy first test, ok?
Ok.
Look very carefully at this chart.
Try to remember as much as you can about what you see.
Alright, how many of the pictures can you remember?
Alphabetical order: Apple, ball, cat, dog, egg, fireman, grasshopper, hat, kangaroo, lightbulb.
Well, that's fine.
What was that?
Why don't you tell me.
Calculate the following: A plane flying at 3,458 mile distance from New York City to London has a 50 mile an hour tailwind.
Plane of no return is 1,489 miles, give or takes a 100 yards.
I didn't even finished the question.
Dr. Gordon, please call 501.
In layman terms... you are getting smarter.
The part of your brain that you used for cognition is just off the charts.
When we ran the tests, it show that your brain activity...
other then the blackouts, you seem to be in perfect health.
None of these solves my problem once it happens again.
You have any idea what you could do if you harness even a fraction of your intellectual...
I don't even care about that right now and you sound like that...
- geeky friend of yours...doctor eh... - Dr Gold.
Yeah, you know, and I don't like his idea of post-mórtem analysis.
It's not that kind of hospital.
Don't tell me the thought didn't cross his mind.
I heard him.
You heard him during the scan?
I heard a lot of stuff.
Alex...
It's a long shot but I have a colleague who's doing some research that might help you. It's worth a try.
Alright, I might try anything.
I think this is the place.
Hey, we are keeping our prayers, ok?
- Hey, you want us to wait for you? - No thanks. - Sure? - Yeah.
Take care of yourself, god bless.
God bless.
Alex Embroiders, I'm Dr. Murphy, I don't know how much Denise... Dr. Bell has told you about my book.
She just says that I should see you. She must have told you I don't have insurance.
It's not about money.
You let me document your progress with these sessions, anonymously of course...
and I will treat you free-of-charge.
What's this book you writing?
It is a study of people who in simple terms, have found a switch...
that turns on the dormant portion of their brains.
We are documenting the ways in which it affects them.
Migraines, night terrors, spontaneous knowledge, visions.
Some people even swear they hear voices.
- Well, some people are crazy. - Do these symptoms sound familiar to you.
- Can you help me or not? - Alex...
If even half of what Denise's told me about you is accurate...
you are unlike anyone I ever studied.
Your case would take priority.
Just promise, you will make the pain go away.
Whatever it takes, I promise I'll try.
I'm been doing it ever since as a little kid, I guess.
Lie down, focus on a point above.
Clear my head of all the stuff crashing around inside.
And I just...
go somewhere.
That's all I ever wanted was to go away.
And I found out how to do it.
Why didn't you tell anyone back then?
Who can I trust besides my brother?
That will do it for me today, gentlemen.
One more game.
- Make it quick and painless for you. - Is that right?
Hey, I been waiting almost two hours to win my money back. Wait your turn kid.
And what makes you think today is gonna be any different?
- Bitch. - Harry.
You really want that game, huh?
- How... how did you live with these? - Pay for it, you know.
So... people like... buy these things?
Beer?
Yeah.
You gonna stand there all day?
Or are we going to play some chess.
I don't usually have strangers up in my studio.
Hit the timer.
You know that you never gonna beat me.
I'll beat you.
Maybe not today... but I will beat you.
That's mate.
That really really sucks.
You know, in the future, you may want to consider castling your king because it tends to prolong the game. You...
Forget it.
What are those for?
My nutritionist told me, thought they put hair in my chest.
And eh... what do you think about that?
I think it's full of shit.
Have a good day.
Ok.
- Sorry, I come back. - That's al... that's ok, go ahead.
Thank you!
Ok.
Jason, Stacy, you there?
In our last session, you mentioned that something strange happened in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
You want to tell me about it?
It's hard to explain.
I remember them like... try to save me.
It was out cold but I can heard them. And somehow... see them.
I can smell what Charlie had eaten for lunch.
Charlie?
The EMS guy.
I don't know how I know that, but I know that is his name.
Go on.
I could see Alice, the ambulance driver behind Charlie's back.
She kept a bag of weed under the passenger's seat for when things on the shift got intense.
It would not be possible that, due to the one have an accident, maybe...
- Because of your accident, just maybe... - What? I dream it? No.
Call the hospital if you want, ask what their names were.
Or better yet, go down there, roll a joint.
Maybe share some with Dr. Gold, oh wait, he's dead.
- Tell me when to stop. - What?
Tell me when to stop.
Stop.
Ask me what's in the book.
Go ahead, ask me.
A survey of 702 clubs found...
...that almost 70% mids school or neighborhood halls has sold liqour.
Ask me another one.
Jesus.
Well, look who the wind blown in.
You had to come looking for him, didn't you?
Free country.
Next time that you want to play Harry, you go through us.
Where is he?
Probably at home counting his money.
He's probably at the Empire Luncheonette on Avenue B.
Thanks.
- Believe me, you're not welcome. - You can play us next time.
Deal.
Uhh. What else have you been doing with that hand?
Ah, chess is good.
What shall we eat tonight?
Where you taking Sammy? Somebody did well for himself today.
You could too.
If you stop drinking all your profits.
Fuck you.
You know I would be out of sort without my... medicine.
Your medicine, right.
It wouldn't take me but a moment, do you mind if we eh...
...stop off at the bathroom?
You have to pee again?
How ever did you guess?
Sure.
I hate it when that happen.
Lloyd!
You made me make piss myself.
I want to slap you so hard!
Lloyd.
Please...
Hey Sammy, what you doing in there?
Sammy.
Shit now, I gotta go.
Can't take a few drinks.
Are you sure it ain't something you eat?
... or maybe somebody.
Okay!
So it ain't funny.
You aren't still mad at me, are you?
I mean about the money.
Come on, Sammy.
I won that fair and square.
That's the way it's done.
Sammy.
You could have stay here if you needed a place to sleep.
What did this... this beast do?
My God.
Alex, you... you wouldn't hurt yourself, would you?
Fuck you!
Alex! Wait!
You came to me looking for help.
- I can only help you if you tell me the truth. - I never lied you. Never.
Another grisly surprise in the pre-dawn darkness this time on the Upper West Side.
Connie Sánchez has the latest, Connie?
That's right Brian.
Detectives has no leads yet in a double homicide that shattered this quiet West Side neighborhood late last night.
New York residents Lloyd Carter and Sammy Chung, were found brutally stabbed directly behind me.
A public restroom right here at the 79 Street Boat Basin, their body found shortly before sunrise by maintenance man.
You know we came... and we only saw was cops all over the place.
I killed them.
- I killed them. - Alex, you didn't kill anybody.
Things from my dreams... they are not in my dreams anymore.
Alex...
Leave me alone.
It's Alex man.
- It's not a good time. - It's important man, I gotta see you.
Are you okay?
Two good friends are dead.
How do you think I am?
Sit down.
How much have you had a drink?
You came to play chess, didn't you?
So let's play!
Maybe... maybe when you feel better.
Better?
I haven't felt better, and I haven't played better now that I stopped taking your shit!
Check, and check fucking mate!
Okay. We can play, just...
It's not everyday your friends get butchered by some beast.
What did you just said?
Nothing. Something I heard on the news.
I have something to tell you.
I have something to tell to you.
White moves first, so...
seeing that you're white...
I do believe that pleasure is all yours.
You know...
ever since Nimzowitsch developed the...
the flexible dynamic approach to the Queen's pawn...
the chess world has been polarized to what White's respond should be.
I would put the Rubinstein variation into play.
Good for you.
Little late for the Catalan opening. Need to focus on your mental game.
Who has been whispering into your ears?
You don't want to know.
See? Never underestimate the Cambridge Springs Defense.
It's... it's what Karpov did.
That's how Kasparov kick his ass in '85.
Check.
We will see.
Check.
Mate.
The Embroiders sacrifice.
I have not lost a chess game in almost 3 years so here's to the Rubinstein variation.
And the Embroiders sacrifice.
You eh... you gonna be okay.
I told you, never better.
Here, drink up.
Thanks, I'll pass.
You want to play like a man, you drink like a man.
Tell me about your paintings.
- Tell me about your fucking paintings... - Do you really wanna know what I know!
I scare you, don't I?
We play! Again!
I can't emphasize this enough, it's a very serious matter.
Giving up your rights as legal guardian of the children is permanent... irrevocable.
Once I placed them in foster home, the new parents can adopt the children.
They can change their names and... even move out of State.
Once that happens, it's next to impossible to get them back.
I urge you to think it over.
I don't need more time to think.
I want you to take them... now.
The sooner the better.
I have papers here.
If you'll takes them and... read them over.
It's done.
And another thing.
I want you to listen to me very carefully.
What's the matter with you man?
Don't do that.
Okay, sorry.
The other night there were reports of a peeper.
A what?
A fucking peeper.
I thought that you might be the prev.
Can I come in?
Okay sure.
Things from hell are after me.
I know that sounds... that sounds whatever... but eh...
I can't call the doctors cause they'll put me in a straitjacket, I can't...
I can't... I can't sleep because there is like a fucking monster in my closet.
And I have this headache.
Because I know things...I know, I know a million things that I no idea how I know them and...
mastering the game of chess and reading Cervantes.
I know these things.
I know you guys fuck an hour ago.
Your brother doesn't know that he talk your father into changing his will.
The fuck are you talking about?
And you... you say that... you say that you are true to Jason,
but when you wanted a rise at work, you flash your supervisor your tits.
- Jason, that's not true. - Yes it is.
- You even let him feel you up. - Okay, you need to leave. Now.
Yup. Think you got me.
Is there anything I can do for you son?
I'm Alex.
Reverend Hartman.
You look lost.
You know, you are not the first young man with a dazed expression who wonder in here in dead of night.
There are... there are things that are after me.
- Hurting people around me. - Who is after you?
Things you find in shadows.
They are not pretty.
They are never pretty.
When do you see them?
Night mostly.
Welcome to the club. What else Alex?
I see things and I see these memories of my past that never happen to me.
Or at least I don't think so.
Sounds like you are really in big trouble, Alex.
- So what do we do? - You sure you want to be helped?
- Yes. - You sure?
That's all I want, yes.
I'll be right back.
Our substance independent group meets every Tuesday and Thursday evening, it's very discreet, no ones has...
I am not an addict.
What I am telling you is real.
People are dying.
- Really? You believe that? - Yes!
That is what I keep trying to tell you... why...
Why isn't anyone believe me?
I believe you Alex, but important is...
...what you believe.
I don't know what to believe anymore. I don't know who to believe, that is why I am here.
So you are saying you are plagued by evil.
Yes. More and more.
Evil, Alex, is merely the absence of good.
As to me, it's the prove of good. The test of god.
There are two... opposing forces.
Locked in mortal combat, fighting for eternity.
What are they fighting for?
What are they figthing for?
They fighting for you, Alex. For your intellect humanity, what you might call your soul.
You know you have to be very careful.
The devil can be a very tricky one.
So what do I do? I pray?
Here.
Alex, a good start.
Oh my god.
You're bleeding.
Bleeding?
You have to leave here right now.
- Leave? Why? - Listen to me.
- You have to leave here right now or you're going to die. - Why leave?
Alex!
We are already here, Alex!
Alex...
My son, what's happen to you?
You okay?
Alex, you had nothing to do with those murders.
You can't blame for what happens around you, you can only be responsible for yourself.
Shit.
My brain is growing.
I wish I didn't have to do this.
Because I don't think it's in your best interest.
But maybe you need to heard it from someone else.
Then you will believe me.
What is it?
I know someone who wrote an article for the Annals of Abnormal Psychology.
He used to be a rather respected metaphysician.
Over time, his theories began be get wilder and wilder.
Towards the end, we thought they were pure fantasy.
He was finally blacklisted by most conventional practitioners.
How is this going to help me?
By proving to you once and for all, what you aren't.
Yeah?
Eh..Dr. Karen Murphy sent me.
You know?
You are seeing thing?
You believe me?
Believe... is not empirical. Now please...do come in quickly.
It finally come true.
Yes?
- I don't, I don't... - Killing is happening all around you. Much blood, much suffering. Yes?
I am Pavlovsky, Boris Pavlovsky.
I first find out about them in institute in Moscow.
A subject was also a "link" like you, that is what we call them.
A link from world we know, to a world that we cannot imagine.
What are they?
Who can say?
They are not from this plane of existence.
But only people like you "links", you can see them.
- What do they want? - Not sure.
No one has ever survived an encounter.
The link case studied, is dead.
If they are so powerful, then why haven't they kill me already?
They are scare of your power.
I... I don't have any power.
Ah... but you do.
But they never stop.
Never sleep.
Where you go, they smell you and other people.
Everything you touch, everyone you touch, that is how they are following you.
I am...
It's me.
It's my fault.
It's not fault. It's destiny.
Yours.
The gloves... the gloves, that's why you won't shake my hands.
Even now... I am in danger with you in my house.
There are others like me?
Once were plenty, now no more.
That institute, Soviet Institue of Metaphysical Science, we studied many links.
Isolate them, tap into brains, learn that they use part of the brain all the human cannot.
Know things all the humans do not.
One link is like genius. Two links, three links together, like weapon.
Psychic laser.
They made in Ministry of Defence very happy.
- I'm gonna throw up. - Order link.
One who is giving you power.
Is who?
- I... I don't know... I don't know them. - Visions, are new to you?
Link is someone you are recently meeting.
That is when visions are growing strongest.
Yes. Yes.
Oh, yeah.
I know who it is.
What can we do to stop this?
Tell me what that means.
You know...
...soon enough.
Look what you did.
You brought evil into this house.
It doesn't make sense.
Evil!
We gonna play a game. We gonna play a game.
We gonna play a game.
Come get me! We gonna play a game!
Oh, God! We gonna play.
This... this thing...
It's not you! Stop!
Stay back! You leave us alone!
- Don't do this! - Now!
We need to stick together okay? As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you.
Giving up your rights to the children is permanent.
It dream. It tried to get into my dream.
- You seem them too? - Yes.
I got you! I got you!
I got you! Got you! Got you!
What are you drawing?
Alex Borden.
Do you want to play a game?
I got you! Did I got you?
Harry?
I want you to listen to me very carefully.
Whatever you do, keep these boys apart. Seperately.
Do not place them in the same home.
But it's customary...
I don't care! I know what is best for them and the people around them!
Do you understand?
I got you! Did I got you?
What the hell is going on? You know what time it is?
Jesus Christ.
- You have to get out of here. - Slow down!
Listen to me, you have to get out of here!
Alex, you scaring me.
- Leave! - What is it man?
It's them.
Who's them? Who the fuck is them?
Alex!
What are you doing man?
- Hello. - Hi.
Alex? Is that you?
What's going on?
Calm the fuck down!
Alex, put that thing down. You're gonna hurt somebody.
Alex, listen to me.
Drop the knife.
2405 West 75 Street, we need some help. You gotta come right now.
We need some help, you need to come right now!
What the fuck? What are you doing?
I can't... they won't... ...they won't understand what's happening.
I don't understand what's happening. Why don't you tell us?
- Drop it! - I can't stop it! I can't stop it!
Stop us.
Kill us.
Do you want to die, like your mother?
Your brother?
Stay away. Back up!
- Put the knife down, just... - No! No! Come on!
- Come on we are friends... - Back up!
Alex calm down! Alex you need to get some help.
- Back up! - Come on, this is ridiculous!
- Put the knife down! - Do it! - I'm not asking you again! - Who are you?
- Alex... - Who are you?
Back up!
Calm down! You don't want to do this.
It's not them! See, it's not them!
Drop it!
Drop the knife! Drop it!
Oh my God!
It's not them! It's not real, it's not real. It's not them!
It's not them! It's not them!
Stop! Stop!
Stop!
Motherfucker! Motherfucker!
Stop! Stop!
If only we knew something.
Anything about what's going on in his head.
We were starting to make progress.
Karen.
We don't know what to do.
We are not even sure... what he is.
Do you mind if I spend a little longer with him?
Be my guest.
You may be the only friend he has left.
There is a code blue in the south ward, please notify...
It's okay, baby. Everything is gonna be okay.
No more pain. No more troubles.
You have to be careful Alex. Evil can be a very tricky one.