03x06 - Real Estate

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Haven". Aired: July 9, 2010 – December 17, 2015.*
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When FBI Special Agent Audrey and partner Nathan is dispatched to the small town of Haven, Maine, on a routine case, she finds herself becoming increasingly involved in the return of "The Troubles", a plague of supernatural afflictions that have occurred in the town at least twice before.
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03x06 - Real Estate

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- Previously on Haven...

It's been three sessions and I
haven't remembered anything.

- Progression is weird.

You never know what is
gonna trigger a memory.

- If I do this, you
vouch for me.

Introduce me to the others.

It's done. Fromsley's set to
be transferred within the hour.

[groans]

- Go!

[g*nsh*t]

- How did it go with,
uh, your contact, Jordan?

Did the prisoner
transfer go through?

- No drama.

- It's the bolt-g*n k*ller.
- What about him?

- What if he's not using
body parts for trophies?

What if he's building a woman?

[thunder cracks]

[both giggle and shout]

- Come here.

- Chad, this is trespassing.
- It's Halloween.

The front door is wide open.

We're legally allowed in.

Besides, this place has been
abandoned since, like, Walkmans.

It's just us in here.

You know what that means?

- Oh, my God.
- Come on!

[sighs]
- There is something wrong with him.

[thunder claps]

Chad?

Chad?

Chad?

[light switches click]
Chad, you scared me.

Oh wow, this is nice, Chad.

Very romantic.

- Huh.
- Chad?

- One of these switches
must have turned on the gas.

Hey, maybe there's
electricity too.

[screams]
- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!
- Nice.

How many kamikaze
sh*ts did you have?

- I'm leaving now.
[music plays]

Reunited and it feels so good

- Sweet.
[wails]

Reunited

[girl screams] [thunder claps]

[overlapping chatter]

- Don't worry, I spiked it.
- Good.

Do you think we
could ever drink enough

to believe anything
those two say?

- We can try.

- They ran out of
ghost mugs... oh!

No, they didn't.

Thank you.
- There you go.

I'll just get myself
another one.

Nice outfit.

- It's amazing to me how
some men struggle with chivalry.

No costume?
- Me?

Dress up as something else? No. I
feel like I do that every day of my life.

I could have actually
been a cheerleader...

- I'm a vampire slayer.
- Okay, that's... that's cool.

Sure, listen, I'm running
out of time, all right,

and in order to figure out
what's happening to me,

I need to find out
what happened to him.

I finished it.

- The Colorado kid?
- Yeah.

- Your dream version, anyway. I
can't believe that you finished this.

- I ran his face through every
missing person database.

Nothing.

Okay, I need to remember more.

- I don't know, Audrey.

I've been rethinking this
whole regression therapy thing...

- But I want to remember.
- Clearly, you don't.

Your subconscious came to you
in your dream as Agent Howard

and told you to
stop remembering.

[screams]
- Oh, thank God!

- She saw my car parked
outside the Haven Herald.

- Let me get this straight.

Her boyfriend slammed
the door with his mind.

Some kind of telekinetic
anger Trouble?

- Or just irrational young love.

- That's even more dangerous.

Want me to meet
you at the house?

- No, I got it. We're looking
for a reason to get out of here.

- We?

- I asked Duke to come along.

We're going to take the
girl to help us ID the kid

and Claire will
keep an eye on her.

- Check in. I'll send
Tommy for backup.

Jordan, you shouldn't be here.

- I'm just a Haven citizen
saying hello to law enforcement.

Hello.
- Just hello?

- Wrapped in a little business.

My friends were impressed

that you helped us with
our little prison break.

They'll call you when
they need you again.

- I'm in?
- Almost.

You just have to
pass one more test.

Buy me a drink?

- Leaving the girl outside
with Claire was a good idea.

I didn't realize we were
coming to the Holloway House.

- Why? What's the deal?

- Roland Holloway
was a blue blood type.

He just took off,

leaving behind a wife
and two daughters.

And suddenly, they
disappeared too.

- Did he k*ll them?
- Nobody knows.

There are stories.

Bad ones.

- Maybe I should
check in with Nathan.

- Yeah.

[scoffs]
- No service.

Of course not. Lucky him.

[Jordan laughs]

- She still hasn't
checked in, huh?

- No.

She's my partner.

- That's it?

- Yeah.

- So we can kiss again, right?

[phone rings]

- Chad, this is Haven PD.

- Hello? Parker.
- Make it easy on yourself.

- P...

Weird.

Ah... I should go.

- Why? Does she need your help?

- I don't know.

But I should check.

- Okay. Go.

I hope you find what
you're looking for, Nathan.

- Jordan.
- I can walk to my car.

- Hey, Chad.

Where are you?

Maybe I can help.

What's with all these mirrors?

- Rich people.
They're narcissists.

Parker!

Audrey.

Hey. Hey.

[groans] You okay?

- Yeah.

I just got a little...

You can let me stand now, Duke.

- Yeah.

Yeah...

Audrey, you're tracking
blood behind you.

[theme music]

- Hey, Tommy.

[Audrey]: Oh, my God.

Maybe we just found Chad.

[wood cracks]

How did he get in here?

What are you guys doing here?

- You called us on the
old intercom thing, right?

- I didn't call you.

- Chad!

[house rumbles]

[screams]

- Hey!
- Tina!

- Damn it!

- Where'd she go? Did she get out?
- What the hell?

She didn't go
out the front door.

Because the front door...

is gone.

- We're sure that it was there?
[shutters snap shut]

- Yeah. Pretty sure.

- It's got to be a Trouble.

- I hope everybody packed
a lunch, 'cause we're trapped.

Seriously?

A ghost just removed
the front door.

And you really think that sh**ting
at the windows is gonna help?

- Damn it!

It's perfect. Ghosts.

Anything else you
people want to let me in on

that goes on around here?
Huh? Mermen? Aliens? Dracula?

- We're not sure about Dracula.

- Somebody's Trouble is doing
this and I'm betting you that it's Tina.

She probably doesn't
even know she's doing it.

- Or she lied to us and she
knows exactly what she's doing.

- Either way, we
need to find her.

We're stuck in here and
she could be our only way out.

So Claire, you and I, we're
gonna take downstairs.

Tommy, Duke, look upstairs.

- Or... you and I should.
- Every team needs a cop with a g*n.

After what happened to Chad,
nobody goes it alone. Come on.

- If I knew we were gonna be teamed
up, I would have wore a costume too.

What is that? Jack Sparrow?

[bemused laugh] [mocking laugh]

- Let's go.

- Hey, I got a question for you.

As my doctor, not as my...

cheerleader vampire slayer.

- Hold on. Changing hats.

Okay.

- I think I had
another memory flash.

Why would they start up again?

- Buried memories.

They're stored in
the prefrontal cortex

and with the right
stimuli, they can recur.

And some doors, once
they're open, can't be closed.

[wood creaks]

There!

- I got your call.

- I didn't call you. I
didn't have a signal.

Nathan, how did you get in here?

- Came in through the front door, why?
- Show me where it is.

- It was... This
wasn't here before.

- Maybe you got turned around?

- No.

This is the way I came in.

What is going on here?

- Dave?

Audrey and the others
haven't come back yet.

- They must not care for the
crusts on your camembert puffs.

[scoffs]

Listen, they don't trust
us anymore, Vince.

And they have good
reason. Accept it.

- Pardon me, Officer Stan.

Do you know where Detective
Parker went with the girl?

- Some house, end
of Marsten Road?

- They went to Marsten Road!

- Marsten Road?

- I swear we've
been here already.

We're hallucinating.
That's what's happening.

- Yeah, I've
hallucinated before.

It's much better than this.

[woman screams]

- You.

Turn around slowly.

Easy.

Easy.

Aah! Hey!

- Who are you and
what are you doing here?

- I'm looking at that.

- I've been tasered.
That was ten times worse.

What the hell are you?

- This is Jordan McKee.

She's Troubled.

Her touch causes intense pain.

- Hi, doc.

No suit?

I was a patient. I'm better now.

- Aren't we looking for a serial
k*ller with that exact same tattoo?

- Not to mention she is
standing underneath a dead girl,

or is that too much
of a giveaway?

- We can't exactly
arrest her now, Duke.

- I agree.

We should just sh**t her.

- Crocker, ask Dr. Callahan

if my Trouble includes
throwing girls into chandeliers.

I didn't do it.

- Then why are you here?

- I...
- She's with me.

She didn't do it.

- None of us did
it, then who did?

[phone rings]

- Telephone?

- Let's find it.

- It's going to let us in.

After you.

Dwight?
- Guys.

Got your message.
- Thank God.

- Audrey and the others are
inside, and this house is a death trap.

- So let's go get them.

[door banging]

- Oh, no!

- I'm guessing it's not
going to be that easy.

- How did you get in here?

- The front door.

I followed you here to
apologize. Now I wonder why.

What did your cop mean about
a serial k*ller with the tattoo?

- Haven PD's been tracking
someone who murders women.

Keeps parts,

maybe to build one for himself.

And we have evidence
that he's got the tattoo.

- So you think
I'm a serial k*ller?

But you just happened to come see me
right at the start of your investigation...

of me, of us.

[phone ringing]

[Nathan]: You can trust me.

- Who turned that thing on?

- Shhh!

- You're friends
with Duke Crocker.

Crockers hunt our kind.

We should k*ll him
before he kills us!

- Well... there's my daily
quota for death threats.

- I am one of you now.

Do you know how much trouble
I would get in if anyone found out

I helped the Guard with
that prisoner escape?

I'd go to jail.

- I know the chief
has that tattoo,

but he told me that he
wasn't really one of them.

- You heard him yourself.

Working together.

- Jordan...

It started as a case, but...

- I'll find my own way out.

- Jordan.

- So what's Nathan
doing with Jordan?

- It's just work.
- Okay.

Is he telling you that, or
are you telling yourself that?

- Stop.

- I can't stop, because
I'm your therapist, so...

- No. I mean stop.

- How did you...
- Déjà vu.

The missing Holloway women.

Mother and daughters.

They didn't leave.

They were here all along.

- This one's self-inflicted.

- She k*lled them
and then... herself?

- She left a note.

"I want you to watch.

This is your fault."

- It's that same phrase.

- We're too late.

They were trapped in here.
- So are we, Lucy.

- Thank God.

Audrey, are you all right?

- No.

I know whose fault all this is.

- Whose?

- Mine.

[panting]

Lucy was in that room.

She was just too
late to help them.

- You accessed another
repressed memory from a past life.

- Okay, so if Lucy was
trapped in there back then

and she escaped, that m...

that means if I can remember,

I can help us find a way out.

- No. Remembering
could k*ll you.

Look, you're bleeding!

- Oh!

- A subdural hematoma.

It's like a wall in
your head just bursts.

These flashbacks
are hurting you.

- Finally!

Have you seen Jordan?

- She's loose in this house?

- Jordan is not a thr*at.
- You sure about that, chief?

Check your records.

She took revenge on a man
when she was in my care.

She tortured him with
her touch for three days.

She nearly k*lled him.

He's still in a coma.

It's the reason that she's
not my patient anymore.

- Maybe you don't know her.

- And you do?
- Enough!

We need to get everybody back together so
we can find a way out of here, all right?

Before this place starts
picking us of one by one.

- I'm going to find Jordan.

- We heard this
thing go on before.

Maybe we can use it to
call outside or something.

- Yeah. We could order pizza.

- Oh, there you guys are.

Come on, we need to regroup with Nathan.
- Audrey, wait.

We heard Nathan talking
to Jordan on that box thing.

He's actually in with
the tattoo people or...

at least he's in with her.

- Guys, he's... he's
investigating them.

He's just pretending...

- He told her it was
an investigation, okay?

He's not pretending anymore.

- Listen, I like the chief.

I do, but I heard it too.

- They have similar Troubles.

They could have a profound bond.

I mean, only he can touch her.

- No.

No, lis... He can explain.

- Audrey.

- He went this way, right?

[gasping]
- Audrey!

[house rumbles]

- Oh, my God.

We're being separated.

[Duke]: This is a
different hallway.

[phone rings]

[gasps]

Sure. Why not?

[thunder claps]

[phone rings]

[Nathan]: I am one of you now.

Do you have any idea how
much trouble I would get in

if people found out
that I helped the Guard

with that prisoner escape?

- Enough!

Show yourself...

whoever you are.

Maybe I can help you.

- Oh, now you can help...

Lucy?

- Who are you?

- I am this house.

- You're Roland Holloway.

You never left.

You're trapped in this place.

- Because of you.

- Oh, my God.

- Don't touch her!

- What happened?

[Claire]: We just found her.

- Who did this?

Where's Duke?
- Nathan, stop.

Don't jump to conclusions...
- Get out of my way.

- I restored this
house for my family.

Every wire, every pipe.
Poured everything I had into it.

- You became obsessed.

- Perhaps I was a
little too... invested.

Because one day I woke
up and even I was poured in.

My body was gone for
good, and I was this house.

- That's your Trouble?

- The things you
own, own you, right?

But Holloways adapt.

- How?

- It took a while, but I
got used to my new body.

I can control every wall,
floor and door in here.

My wife installed
mirrors so I could see,

speakers to hear.

- But your wife and daughters,
they're in that room now?

- They didn't understand.

This house is wonderful.

What more could
they have needed?

- You kept them in there?

- Of course I did! I
did everything for them.

I became this sleepless,
lidless monster for them.

I was supposed to let
them leave me here?

No.

You didn't help me.

You left me like this.

- What? Why?

- You'd have to
ask yourself that.

- I'm not Lucy, but
maybe I can help you now.

- You think that's why
I brought you here?

For your help?

- You had Tina lead us here.

You let my friends in.

- I watched my wife
m*rder my children.

I felt it.

And it's your fault.

You couldn't save them
in time. You didn't save me.

So now you're gonna watch

your loved ones k*ll each other.

[metal clinks]

- I told you so.
It's too strong!

- Oh, I forgot you were an
expert on evil architecture.

- We've been through
this before, Vince.

- Let's hear it.

- 27 years ago, Lucy
went into this house.

- She almost d*ed.
- So what do we do now?

- We've got to go
big. Really hurt it.

It's their only chance in there.

- We might k*ll them
ourselves if we're not careful.

- If we do nothing,
they're dead anyway.

There's no other choice.

- You got any potassium
nitrate in your truck?

And a flint?
- Oh, forget that.

You got C4 in there, right?

- You want to build a b*mb?
- Yeah!

- Audrey!

This house is
trying to split us up.

- It's moving. I don't know how.

- It's alive.

It's Roland Holloway.

He's possessed it and he's
trying to turn us on each other.

- What? Why?

- Revenge against Lucy.

This room is causing
me flashbacks.

If I can get inside, then I...
I think I can find a way out.

Lucy did.
- You can't go back in there.

That subdural hematoma
that that flashback caused,

it could k*ll you if
you keep pushing it.

- If I don't do something,
this house is gonna k*ll us.

Claire, listen, I need
you to stop them

from turning on each other, okay?
No one can do that better than you.

- Who's gonna
protect you in there?

- I will.

- How? Are you a doctor?

- No, I'm a cop,
but you are a doctor,

so you're gonna tell me
exactly what it is I need to do.

- Shh.

- Who pushed me?

Claire? Duke?

- I don't know... yet.

- Well, I don't have
any fans in this house.

- That's not true.

I'm gonna get
something for that cut.

- What's up, doc?

- You don't have
to be here, Tommy.

- Claire told me to pull you out
if you start to fall, bleed, or seize.

- Thank you.

- Anyway, I know what it's like

to have a past you're
running from, you know.

- If we ever get out of here,

you should tell me
about that sometime.

- Count on it.

- He's not gonna
let us out of here...

Unless, maybe, we help him.

- No.

No, I won't help him.

He k*lled his wife
and daughters.

God only knows what
else he could take over,

who else he could k*ll.

He's trapped in here

and we're gonna make
this place his prison, James.

- He can see us
everywhere we go in here.

What the hell are
we going to do?

- I've got an idea.

- Audrey. Audrey, are you okay?

- I think I know a way
we can get out of here.

- Why would I want to hurt you?

- You think I'm a k*ller.

- No.

I don't.

I think you're a decent person
whose anger makes her dangerous.

- Only to people who deserve it.

Like that pig who violated me,

triggered my curse,
and left me like this.

I'm a human taser. You don't
think I have the right to be angry?

- I didn't say that,
Jordan. You do.

- I think you need
to put down that g*n.

- You should have
just sh*t me, Crocker.

[g*n clicks]
- Duke.

- If you want my g*n, you're
gonna have to sh**t me.

- No, Nathan.

- I'm sensing some tension?

Listen, this house

and everything in it is alive.

It's what hurt you.

And it's what's turning
us on each other.

The mirrors are the eyes,
the intercoms are the ears.

Who's gonna help me to make it
deaf and blind so we can all escape?

- Very good.

You remembered... Lucy.

- I'm Audrey.

Lucy and I are a lot alike.

She didn't fail to save you.

- Oh, she did.

- No, she chose not to.

And I'm gonna
choose the same thing.

Stay in your prison
forever. [g*nshots]

- Is that gas?

So what, he can't see
us, he's gonna poison us?

[house rumbles]

- I know you guys are
experts at this Troubley stuff,

but I think it's time we
got the hell out of here.

- Any ideas how to do that?
- Look.

Door to this room.

Wasn't there before.

- We wounded him.

He's losing control. He
can't hide all the doors.

- Which means it's
probably the way out.

- So why don't we just go?

We'll go and find the
front door right now.

- You should.

After I clear a path.

I'll sh**t out every mirror
and box I see, blind him.

- He's gonna come
after you with all he's got.

- That's the idea. I distract
him, put all his attention on me,

and you guys make a break for the
front door. Hopefully, he doesn't spot you.

You go with them.
I'm faster on my own.

I could use some
extra firepower though.

- I'll go with you.

- You gotta get them out.

Give me a 20-second head start.

Meet you at the front door.

[house rumbles]

[g*nshots, glass shatters]

- Let's go.

- We gotta hurry.
[g*nf*re]

They're getting k*lled in there!

- There's the front door.

Go!

- Go! Go!

- Seriously? That was your
plan? You were gonna blow us up?

- Hey, it's got a ten-second
timer, okay? Where's Nathan?

- He's still inside.

[house rumbles]

- Nathan!

- Nathan, run!

- This... this is your fault!

Go! [Duke]: Come on!

- The Colorado kid was
in that room with Lucy.

I heard his first name, I
matched it with a facial composite

and I got this.

- James Cogan. That's his name.

[phone rings]

- Excuse me.

So, that prisoner transfer
that you helped Jordan with,

that was really an escape?

- Yeah.

- You could go to jail for that,
Nathan. What were you thinking?

- I was investigating. The
bolt-g*n k*ller, your abductor,

has the tattoo. I
am in with them.

- You're helping
with jail breaks?

And... she knows that
you're undercover too?

It just seems like you're doing
a little more than investigating.

- That prisoner was Troubled.

People would have
been hurt if he had stayed.

The Guard helps Troubled
people just like we do.

- Not like we do.
- It's not black and white, good and bad.

She's not... bad. She's...

She's like me.

- Do you trust her?

- I do.

- Okay, that's good
enough for me.

- Parker.

- It's good, Nathan,
all right? It's good work.

I got some things
that I need to look into

so I'll just, you know...
I'll check in later.

- Yeah.

Check in later.

- Thought maybe you'd call.

- You find anything in your
big investigation so far?

- So far...

You.

- I haven't told the
others that you're really...

investigating us...

yet.

It's not too late
for you to get out.

- Do I have to?

- What are you doing, Nathan?

- I'm gonna catch
a serial k*ller.

You're gonna help.

You're right.

It started as a lie with us,

but it's not anymore.

Not for me.

- You know...

everyone says that my curse
is that my touch hurts people.

But that's not it.

- It's that you
can't be touched.

- Yeah.
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