- Previously on Haven...
- There are two
different Havens.
There's the one that's right
beneath the surface
and then there's one right
underneath that.
- Lucy Ripley.
You're the spitting image.
- Is she your mother?
- Why does everything
in this town
have to be such a huge secret?
Nathan really doesn't like you.
- Everything about this guy
is a pain in my ass.
- The guy's not all bad.
- I've known him
since he was five.
He's all bad.
- You get a badge.
You get to harass me.
- Because you're
a lowlife criminal.
- You're a smuggler.
- I'm an importer.
- Importing illegal goods.
- Well, everything is illegal
somewhere.
- This is not
about my job anymore.
This is about me.
This is about who I am
and where I've come from.
I'm sorry, sir.
I quit.
- Oh! Jeez!
- Do we really have a skeleton
inside a wrecked boat?
Is there gonna be an eye patch
or a dead parrot?
- That's life on
a seaside police force.
What?
Do you miss the FBI already?
- No.
Just hope we get
a treasure chest.
- I'm glad you're staying.
You know, we used
to have pirates up here.
Big enough storm,
who knows what you'll get.
Sea gives up all kinds
of secrets.
- You think we're gonna
be able to I.D. the remains?
- Hope so.
There were at least five men
on board when she went down.
- At least five?
- Well, James Garrick
and Andy Weaver,
the boat's owners, they
vanished after she was lost.
Presumed dead,
but nobody knows for sure
if they were on board or not.
- Sounds suspicious.
- Yeah...
James was a drinker.
I mean, sober for years,
as far as I knew,
but a lot of people
blamed him afterwards,
especially Andy's wife, Vera.
- Vera.
Okay.
Let's go find out
if they were right.
- Hank?
- Vera.
Vera, you don't want
to see none of this.
- Why not?
Is that my Andy?
It is, isn't it?
Damn that James Garrick.
- This belongs with you,
not in no evidence locker.
- Andy won't rest easy
without it.
- You go home.
Let the police do
what they got to do.
- Brooke?
Hey.
I picked up a shift.
I need you to watch Michael,
all right?
- What?
No, I'm seeing Jake tonight.
- I know, honey.
- No, that's not fair.
- Okay.
You've had to take on
so much
with the house
and your brother.
Baby, I know it's not fair,
none of it,
but I need you.
I need your help.
Yeah, I know.
- Okay.
There's dinner
in the microwave
to heat up for Michael.
Make sure he does
his homework.
Uh, where are my keys?
- Don't look at me.
- Michael?
- Yeah?
- Did you see my keys?
- I didn't touch them.
- Crap.
Can you help me look, honey,
please?
Oh, got 'em.
Got 'em.
Brooke, babe,
don't hurt yourself.
Just a minute!
All right!
All right!
- This was Andy's.
- Hank worked for James
and Andy building boats,
including this one.
- Great.
So you found the wreck?
- Yeah.
- Is there anything here
that looks like
it may have caused it?
- Isn't always a reason.
Sea takes what she wants.
- Well, that may be, Hank,
but we need to know
how it happened.
Should this be all corroded
like this?
- A year in these waters,
anything metal's gonna
look like that.
That don't tell you nothing.
- So you're saying we're not
gonna find any answers?
- I think you won't like
the ones you find.
- Andy came back,
did he?
He explain himself, Vera?
- He never ran off like you
always thought, Tracy.
But that storm washed
up the Honor up shore.
- The boat washed in?
- Yeah, what's left of her.
And what's left of my husband,
Andy, was belowdecks.
This was in his bones.
- Andy wasn't supposed
to be on the boat that day.
- Well, maybe that husband
of yours needed some help.
Maybe he was too damn drunk
to pilot her in himself.
- That's a lie, Vera.
You know James was done
with the drinking.
- So you say.
- Why'd you come here, Vera?
You want to hear me say,
"I'm sorry,"
because I thought Andy was
to blame and ran off in shame?
James is dead too, you know?
- Yeah, well, that's a justice.
- Well, they found Andy
on the boat, not James.
Get out!
Get out of my house!
# #
- Is this James?
Why does Vera blame James
for Andy's death?
- Because Dad got him k*lled.
- Brooke.
- Dad didn't get anyone k*lled.
- He k*lled his whole crew.
- Take it back.
- No.
- Take it back.
- Hey, hey, hey,
you two!
You two, to your rooms now.
Now!
Brooke blames her dad,
and Michael blames anybody
but James.
And I blamed Andy.
I thought he'd run off, guilty,
you know?
I even said so in public.
But Andy didn't
get away either.
Vera's got a right
to be mad at me.
- Has anything like this ever
happened here before?
- Well, not that I know of,
but I don't care.
I'm done.
We're leaving.
- Tracy, you finally
have a chance
to find the cause
of the wreck.
- Is that gonna change anything?
The way people treat me?
The way they treat my kids?
- Your children have been
through an awful lot.
This home is the last stable
thing that they have.
So why don't you let us
look into this
before you give up on that?
- Tracy, some of the parts
we found
look unusually corroded to me.
Do you have any idea where
James sourced his materials?
- Oh, it's a global business
these days.
Ask your Little League buddy.
He arranged a lot of it.
- Duke?
- You and Duke
were in Little League?
- Yeah, James was our coach
one year when he was 16.
He was good to me.
Even though I had
a lousy throwing arm.
- "Had"?
Yeah, I've seen you throw.
- Funny.
You know, I don't even know
how he made time.
He was holding down three jobs
in high school.
Got sent home once
for a month for exhaustion.
- Did you know Tracy, too,
growing up?
- No, she moved here later.
If you're gonna ask if her
family's had troubles,
I don't know.
- Something freaky clearly
was going on in there,
'cause those kids looked scared.
- Hmm.
- What?
- Andy's body just washed up.
Oh, so now
you're going ghost on me?
- You were the one
talking about dead pirates.
- Well, I mean, around here,
you never know.
We got to do some digging.
- Just set up the meeting,
Karl.
- I don't know, man.
I don't want to get mixed up
in this.
- All right, look, you...
Hey!
You're late!
When I tell you to be somewhere,
you be there!
- Who's this?
- Hey, Kar... Karl,
don't worry about who he is.
He's with me.
He's fine.
Look...
I want a meeting with Stoney.
- The people that you stole
from, Duke...
- Hey.
- The people
that you stole from,
you know they're gonna k*ll you,
all right?
A meeting's not gonna help.
Will you or will you not
set it up?
- Duke, I...
- I'll pay you double
the cash I gave you.
- Fine.
Fine.
But...
It's your funeral.
- Charity work.
- You have to polish
each one of those?
Remind me to tip better.
- Everything that gets washed
gets polished.
Duke hates spots.
- What happened
at your house today,
I don't know
what caused it exactly.
But I think it might
have something to do
with the troubles.
- Troubles.
You don't believe
it was Andy's ghost?
- I don't know
what I believe yet,
but if we're dealing
with a haunting...
I've been searching
for hints
if there was anything
that happened at your house
or with your family.
- Hey, leave my family
out of it.
- You know these things
run in families.
- Not in mine.
- And they keep these things
secret,
even from each other.
- Secret?
People talk dirt about my family
night and day in this town.
I walk in that dining room
and people stop talking
or... or they look at me sideways
and smile.
You want to know
my family's secrets?
Ask them!
- Hey, buddy.
- He's not even supposed
to be here.
We're gonna get in trouble.
- Only if you tell Mom.
And if you do,
you're dead.
I'm so sick of this, Jake.
I mean, now that they've
found the boat again,
it's all gonna start.
I mean,
you're the only one
that even talks
to me anymore.
- That's 'cause
I love you, babe.
Stop.
Jake, stop.
Michael can see.
- So?
Let him learn.
- Jake, stop.
- Come on.
- Jake, don't.
Jake, stop.
Jake, stop.
- Hey!
- Jake, get off!
- Michael shouldn't have
called you.
- Brooke's boyfriend got hurt
and she took off.
I think it's a good thing
that he did.
- Oh, I'm just
so tired of everything.
I just want to take
my kids and go.
- All right, well,
first things first.
- Thing is...
I don't know what
I can tell you.
- What do you know
about poltergeists?
- Like that movie?
- Sort of.
They're associated
with emotional turbulence.
Often a child.
Objects will move around.
- Do you think...
Brooke?
- She was there both times.
- Yeah.
Uh, she was upset
when I was going to work
and then Vera came and...
Do you know how
we can stop it?
- Well, we need
to find her first,
so can you think of any place
special that she might go?
- James Garrick's boat washed up
on the beach this morning.
I think shoddy materials
took her down.
I'm sorry to hear that.
- Sorry because you sold him
the parts?
- Because it's a tragedy,
Nathan.
I sold him non-essential parts.
James was a friend.
- Were you friends?
Where'd he get the bad parts?
- Oh, I see.
You know, Nathan, I can help you
answer that question.
In fact, I'd enjoy helping you
answer that question.
But I can't do that
if I'm dead.
So quiet as it's kept,
I need your help first.
- Ahh.
So you get caught stealing
and you want me
to bail you out?
- I didn't steal anything.
- No?
They just want to k*ll you
for no reason?
- They think they have a reason,
but they're wrong.
- Five minutes with you and
the Pope would find a reason.
- I told you, okay?
I didn't steal anything.
I was hired
to deliver a box
as specified, unopened.
The recipients claim
it was empty
and that I stole its contents.
- Are they lying?
- I think Stoney...
the bottom-feeder who hired me...
set me up,
took the item,
gave me an empty box
to deliver,
and then paid me
with this.
- It's counterfeit.
- Yeah.
- It's good.
It's really good,
but...
what's your plan?
- Well, the plan is evolving
with the situation.
- Did Michael
tell you I was here?
- He said you used
to come here with your father.
- Yeah, that turned out
to be a waste of time.
- You still have a family.
- My family?
They're even more
messed up than I am.
- Hey, I get that
you're angry.
I saw what happened
at the house.
- What?
You think I did that?
- No, I...
I think that you were...
- Acting out?
Please.
I'm not a kid.
- I didn't say
that you were a kid.
- No, but you're thinking that I
shouldn't be angry, aren't you?
- No.
- Well, why shouldn't I?
He wrecked my entire life.
- Okay, listen.
I'm just trying to understand,
Brooke.
I want... I want to help you,
all right?
Have you heard of the troubles?
- You think I'm one
of those freaks?
- No, I think that they're
people just like you,
and I think that maybe
you don't even know
what you're capable of.
- You think you know me?
You don't know me!
You have no idea what I would
do if I could do that stuff!
No idea!
But I can't!
I'm not one of those freaks.
I'm nobody.
- All right.
Okay.
It's okay.
I know.
It's okay.
- It's perfect, right?
- Thanks.
- We work together,
I get to screw Stoney,
and you get to bust
a counterfeiter.
- So your plan is to use me?
- Oh, come on, Nathan.
We both come out ahead here.
And as an added cherry
on top,
I live long enough to help you
with James's boat.
- If you're telling me
the truth.
- It's the truth.
Trust me.
- Do you remember third grade?
- I remember that you really
liked the Pet Shop Boys.
- Spring.
You waited inside for me
with a bunch of your friends
after gym class.
You're all smiling,
congratulating me.
- Do we have to do this
right now?
- Yep.
- Okay.
Okay.
I-I-I told you
that Carla Rose
had a crush on you.
- I felt like
I won the lottery.
- Nathan,
that was 25 years ago.
- You all slapped me
on the back.
Remember that?
"Go talk to her.
Talk to her."
I walked down the hall
and I got up to her
and I felt like my heart
was b*ating out of my chest.
I finally open
my mouth enough
to actually tell her
that I liked her too.
- She screamed.
- Screamed because there was
blood dripping down my back.
From?
- The tacks
that we stuck in it.
- When you were
"congratulating" me.
You had a pool going
on how many you guys
could stick in my back
before I noticed.
- 16.
- 16?
Hmm.
- Nathan, if it wasn't for me,
you never would have
even talked to her.
- I didn't talk
to another girl
for two years after that.
- I was eight years old.
- Uh, so was I.
- And so what?
- So what?
- You think I should die
for that?
- Well...
crash!
- Mom, what's going on?
- Hey! Hey!
Hey, cowards!
Michael?
Michael?
Michael?
Michael, no!
No.
Oh, it's okay.
- So you get a lot
of natural light here
with the windows.
Main living space here.
And... hi.
Let me show you the bedrooms
down this way.
- Hey, stay out.
It's private.
- Oh, not if you want
to sell it, son.
- Maybe they don't
want to after all.
- Uh, I'm sorry.
This is my
late husband's office.
We've kept it exactly
as it is.
Michael's a little bit
sensitive about that.
- Fine.
Uh, let's go.
- Oh, well, you're welcome
to look anywhere else.
- No, thanks.
We've seen enough.
- Wow, Nathan.
You look like crap.
- Huh.
- Did you sleep in your truck?
- Give me the bag.
- You got this?
- I got this.
- Give me the g*n.
And the badge.
- Good.
Eh.
You still look like a cop.
Can you look more disheveled,
you know?
Like, maybe mess up your hair
or something?
- What?
- Yeah, mess... you know?
Just.
- Hey.
- Okay.
You know what?
Just, uh,
stick to the plan
and I'm sure
it'll all be fine.
- Yeah, makes me feel
a lot better.
- Good.
- Michael had some kind
of seizure last night
after you called.
- His father was troubled,
wasn't he?
- James had them too
when he was a boy.
Almost k*lled him.
- What was this?
Was this around 1983?
- His parents were desperate.
There was a woman
who helped them.
- A woman?
- Mm-hmm.
- Was...
was her name Lucy?
Was it Lucy Ripley?
- He said "Lucy."
Yeah.
Do you know her?
I... I think she might
be my mother.
So she helped him?
- He said that
she helped him
hold himself together
till his problem passed.
Then I saw Michael last night.
I had no idea he meant
that literally.
Can you help him?
Will you?
- I can try.
Seems to be
in the family business.
- So you must be Sheldon.
- I am... Sheldon.
You're Stoney?
- Not what you pictured?
- No.
- I'll take that
as a compliment.
So you're here to buy Duke
another life?
- You make that sound
like a bad idea.
- Well, I have a better one.
- Like what?
- Like we split
what's in the bag,
Duke dies,
and we're all better off.
- You have no idea
how tempting that sounds.
- Good.
Let's do that and then
you can buy me a drink.
- I accept.
We'll split the cash.
Duke dies.
- Still buying me a drink?
- Absolutely.
Something wrong?
- Those bills are fake,
Sheldon.
You don't think I'd recognize
my own work?
- Well, it was, you know...
it was worth a try.
Okay, come on.
Okay.
- Nobody move!
You're all under arrest.
Special agent, Haven PD.
Get down.
How you doing, Stoney?
- He's not a real cop.
- But I am.
Let's go.
Oh, give me the badge.
- Oh.
- You know, Haven PD doesn't
have special agents.
- Oh, come on now.
You can't tell me
that wasn't special.
- My dad told me
it might happen.
It's like a sickness
or something
people in our family get.
- What did he tell you?
- Just that it's like being
out of control...
of everything.
Like, your body's moving in
a thousand directions at once.
- Is that what it felt like?
- Like, my mom holding
on to me
was the only thing
that kept me here.
- All right.
And have you ever
felt like that before
with Vera or with Jake or...
- No.
- Don't worry, Michael.
You know, you can tell me.
- I didn't.
I didn't push Mrs. Weaver.
I didn't do that.
- Listen, Michael.
I know that you're just
protecting your family, okay?
You're ju...
Hey, Michael,
do me a favor.
Can you go find your mom?
I need a few minutes.
- Just don't mess
with anything, okay?
- Yeah.
You're here, aren't you?
You're just trying
to protect your family.
You haven't changed, Lucy.
- No. Lucy...
Lucy was my mother.
Can you tell me about her?
- Please, I don't know
how long I can hold on.
Just tell my wife
that I'm here.
I've been trying to let her know
for months,
but it's so hard
to touch anything.
When I do...
- You're not dead.
- Not sure there's
any difference.
- You're just moving so fast.
You're vibrating.
You're sped up.
That's why we can't see you.
So everything that you touch...
- They accelerate.
Fly off if I don't go
right through them.
It's...
- Whoa.
- It's get...
it's getting...
it's getting hard.
It's taking more out of me.
- And what about Vera and Jake?
- I never meant to hurt them.
I...
- Okay.
It's okay.
It's all right.
You were just protecting
your family.
- No.
No, nothing is okay.
- Come on.
Come on, James.
Hold on.
Come on! Come on.
Don't let go.
- Now tell me about the boat.
- Okay.
Have you talked
to any of James's men?
- Yeah, Hank Olson
was poking around the wreck.
- Covering his ass.
You're looking for
Sal and Nancy Fortuna.
East Haven Metalworks.
- Do you know 'em?
- Hank was pushing
James and Andy
to throw work at them.
The Fortunas cut
a lot of corners.
You understand?
This won't be the only wreck
you can tie to them.
- Why would James
and Andy trust them?
- They trusted Hank.
I'm sure he was getting a cut
for steering business their way.
- Well, if he knew
what they were doing,
he'll get a cut
of the prison time too.
- Nathan?
I'm sorry about the tacks.
- Okay, so how did you
survive the wreck?
- I never... I was never
on the boat.
- What?
- Michael's project.
He got into places
that we'd finished
and moved on from.
Took photos of parts
that I never should have
had to worry about for years
that were already
showing signs of stress,
warping, deforming.
I'd been cheated.
- Bad parts?
- I was furious.
The boat was due to go out
the day I discovered it.
- You had a seizure.
- I knew I had to warn...
I shouted.
Nobody heard.
And I knew he was gonna...
he was gonna take her out
if I hadn't shown.
I couldn't stop him.
- So you've...
you've been here...
surrounded by your family,
not able to talk to them
or touch them.
- I've tried.
The first night,
Tracy was in the bed,
looking at our photos
from our honeymoon trip
to Nova Scotia and...
she was crying.
I couldn't...
I couldn't touch her.
- What are you doing?
- Uh...
Tracy, can I...
can I talk to you
for a minute?
- Guys, stay here.
What is going on
in this house?
- All right,
this is gonna sound strange.
- It's about Michael.
- No, it's about James.
- James?
- He's alive...
and he's here in the house.
- What?
- He's been trying
to communicate with you.
- Is this fun for you?
James is dead.
- The night he vanished,
you were looking
at pictures
of your honeymoon...
that you took to Nova Scotia...
and you were crying
on the bed
and he wanted
to reach out to you.
- That's not possible.
- He had a seizure
and it changed him,
but he is still here.
- You... saw him?
- I touched him.
- Can I?
- I think so.
- I'm sorry.
This is my partner.
I have to take this.
Nathan?
- Hank Olson
was a part of this.
- Wait.
Part of what?
- Well, Hank hooked James up
with an outfit
called East Haven Metalworks.
Sal and Nancy Fortuna.
Duke thinks they're responsible
for any number of wrecks.
- Well, if Hank's in on this,
he'll have warned them.
- And they'll be desperate
to destroy anything
that links 'em.
I'm sending units after Hank.
I'll meet you at the boatyard
in 30 minutes.
- Hey, I'll do you one better.
James had a home office
and I'll just start there.
James, I know you
kept everything,
but did you have
to keep everything?
This is impossible.
You must be the Fortunas.
- Look, nobody wants
anything bad
to happen to anybody.
- Should have thought
of that
before you cut corners
on the metalwork.
- I'll remember that
for next time.
- You...
you said you took pictures.
Where are they?
Show me.
- What's going on?
Is he epileptic?
- That's not epilepsy.
- Hey, Michael.
Ah!
- Come on.
Give me the g*n.
- Come on.
Come on.
- Michael?
- What the hell was that?
- Please.
I have to get him to a doctor.
- Just let them go,
all right?
You can...
you can keep me.
What are you gonna do?
sh**t four people?
What's that really solve, huh?
- There's no way but forward.
- What do you mean?
- Place could burn down.
- Think a gas leak?
- Sure.
It would take care of all those
papers and the witnesses.
- Hank must have really
scared you
to get you
to come down here so fast.
What is he gonna do,
have you cover up his mess?
- Just stay where you are.
- Did you cover up
your other wrecks like this?
'Cause you're not doing
a very good job
of staying on top of this one.
- Don't worry.
Honey, fire always
does the trick.
- Ah!
- James!
- We got Hank in custody.
- Yeah, all right, Nathan.
Yeah, they're bringing them
in now.
Okay, uh-huh.
I'll meet you there,
yeah.
Okay, so both of their shoulders
are shattered
and they're gonna be
a spending a lot of time
in the prison hospital.
- I don't really care
about them.
Can you...
get him?
- I can try.
- James.
- I'm so sorry, baby.
- All that matters now
is that you're back.
- I'm not back.
You'll never know
what it took to come this time,
but it took everything I have.
- So tomorrow...
you'll recover.
- No.
When I'm gone this time...
there's no coming back.
I'm all used up, baby.
I love you so much, Tracy.
I always will.
All of you.
- I'm sorry, Daddy.
- You can't go.
You can't go.
- Michael, no,
I'm not going anywhere.
You see... you see
that bell over there?
Hmm?
Now, that was from
my first ship.
And when that starts ringing,
that'll be me.
I'll always be here with you,
even though you won't be able
to see me.
Thank you.
That's the second time
you've brought me back.
All those years ago...
- No, that was...
that was my mother,
but I'm sure
she was glad to help.
- I did my best
to make her regret it.
- Hmm?
- When I had my seizure,
I shattered a glass,
and it cut her
deep on the sole of her foot,
but she kept holding.
Holding on anyhow
till I was safe.
I always hoped that
I'd get to say thanks.
It's happening.
Good-bye.
- One, two.
One, two, three.
- Okay, come on.
Are you really gonna
burn all that
perfectly good fake money
that you just won?
- Yeah.
- You did good back there,
Nathan.
I mean it.
Kept your cool.
You know...
There is a world
of opportunity out there
if you just got over
this whole law and order fetish.
- You couldn't take
the competition.
- Ante up.
50 grand.
- Admit it.
I saved your ass.
- Mm, technically,
you arrested my ass.
- Yeah.
Technically, I did.
Huh.
Funny old world.
- # What is it
keeps me returning #
# to questions I ask? #
# My paper heart
has been burning #
- Hey.
- Hey.
- So I talked to Vince and Dave
down at The Herald
and they're gonna make sure
that the town
knows the truth
about what happened.
I think it's gonna make it
a lot easier
for your family to stay.
I'm glad you're able
to keep your home.
- Hmm.
Last couple of days
couldn't make me leave.
Forget about it.
- Yeah.
- Audrey,
I need to ask you something.
- Sure.
- I've been there
in my house
with James for a year.
But I never touched him,
never felt him.
How come you can?
- I don't know.
- You know, if this
is your family business,
you're doing pretty good.
I think Lucy would be proud.
- I should go.
- See you around.
# #
- You think I'm bluffing
the call?
- All righty.
Here we go.
- # I never was someone
who knew what to say #
# I sank to the bottom
while you rode the waves #
# Why couldn't you teach me? #
# If only you knew
how I longed for those words, #
# how I longed for those words #
# #
# I don't wanna
take something #
# that never was mine #
# or fill in blank spaces
with more dotted lines #
# One thing I can promise
when all the smoke clears #
# Just look in this window #
# You'll find me here #
01x12 - Resurfacing
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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.
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.