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Psychologist Dr. Kate McGinn and her partner, former detective Price Whatley, attempt to help Noah, a
teen suffering from regression episodes - repressed memories from a past life - in which Noah
remembers a previous life's kidnapping and murder. Together with Dr. Malachi Talmadge and Dr. Rishi
Karna, McGinn and Whatley work to track down the perpetrator of a crime committed 14 years earlier.
Rebound, Noah.
You gotta box out.
Relax.
- He looks totaly lost out there.
Must be terrifying.
I do.
[coughs]
[groans]
[sighs]
Where is he?
[chuckles]
That's it?
That'd be a start.
I have an idea.
Hey, andre.
Start recording.
[dogs whimpering]
It's ok.
This is jack.
Yeah!
Good! Yeah!
[deep bark]
[indistinct yelling]
Hey! Hey!
Noah!
[breathing heavily]
Where'd he go?
Noah!
Ok.
Ok. Please.
No.
Dr. Mcginn.
Here.
That's new.
Who's malone67?
Malone, that's... He lives next door.
Thackeray park.
Where's that?
Noah!
Noah!
There he is.
Leave me alone.
Is that a knife?
Leave me alone.
Just--just go.
Sweetheart!
No.
Is she the one you wanted to help?
Is there a reason?
[rain falling]
[noah gasping]
Oh, score!
What?
Knockin' on wood,
[bells ringing]
What's wrong?
[bells ringing]
You ok?
Ok.
[bells ringing]
[groans]
Oh.
[laughs]
[laughs]
Oh.
Hmm.
What are you doing?
Oh.
Whoa.
Welcome to my hell.
I mean, it could be a
thousand places in new york,
Not directly.
I gotta admit,
It's a possibility.
Is maria.
A witness.
He lives in connecticut,
but he used to be in d.C.
Psychics,
Witches, clairvoyants.
By lying? Yes.
Good, good.
Bell.
Oh, yeah.
It's important.
[indistinct yelling]
Hey.
[sighs]
What happened?
[sighs]
[sighs]
[chuckles]
Professor, please.
Trust me.
She'd be 22 now.
And, uh...
Mm-hmm.
I'm fine.
Ok, look.
Noah? What?
My god!
Let me help.
Is it the window?
It's so cold.
It's so cold.
Rachel?
Is that you?
I'm so sorry.
[sobbing]
This...
That's it.
[crying]
You guys have a boat?
[chuckles]
What?
By the ocean.
Solid alibis.
Damn it!
[gasping]
Noah, hey.
[gasping]
You ok?
[deep barking]
He threw me over.
[indistinct yelling]
He left me there.
What?
Look, look. Are you seeing this?
Maybe.
42 foot chesapeake
deadrise named "the maria."
David connor.
Yeah?
Yeah.
January of '95.
Don't remember.
How old?
Cute kid.
4 years old.
Oh, my god.
She's alive?
Exactly.
[sighs]
Everything that's happened today,
I know.
Me, too.
[indistinct chatter]
[barking]
Move.
[all yelling]
Let's go!
[all yelling]
It's ok.
I prome, ok?
Rebecca.
What?
[crying]
What's he doing?
Saying good-bye.
It's einstein.
[both laugh]
Hey. What?
Hmm, it is a burden.
[both chuckle]