"Sync by Caradecuica" "Happy birthday, son." "Happy birthday." "Cake before dinner?" "Well, it's your brother's big day, let's let him decide." "Then I decide on... cake!" "Cake it is." "Really?" "Sure." "Yeah." "I don't suppose it'll kill you just this once." "Okay, blow out the candles before we burn the house down." "How many are there?" "Why don't you count 'em?" "8, 9, 10." "10 years old and one to grow on, 11." "That's right." "10 years old." "And one to grow on." "Wake up." "Wake up." "Wake up." "Wake up." "Do exactly as I say." "Alex, Alex..." "Alex, Alex!" "Come on." "Do exactly as I say." "Okay, here we go." "Here, take your robe." "Come on." "Get the door." "Get the door." "In the truck." "Go on." "Stay back!" "Leave us alone!" "Boys, stay in the truck." "You don't want to do this." "Look... it's not you." "Stop!" "Don't do this!" "Don't do this!" "Check." "Can't do it." "Mate." "Fucked again!" "Without even the courtesy of a reach around." "It's been a business doing pleasure with you, my friend." "Who's next?" "Come on, girls, don't be shy." "What 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 you." "Hit the timer." "Well, that sucked." "It's game over." "Forget it." "Harry Jellenik." "Alex Borden." "You okay?" "Yeah, yeah." "It's a migraine, i guess." "Well, you keep at it, young Alex." "Good-bye, Alex." "Hey!" "Don't do that!" "Why do you do that?" "My dream." "It tried to get me in my dream." "I hurt him so he's too weak to come after us." "You've seen them, too?" "I don't want to talk about it." "Okay?" "If dad finds out this is happening again, he'll send us away from each other." "Do you want that to happen?" "Huh?" "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." "HELLOOO?" "Alex." "Jason?" "How did you get in?" "Your door is wide open." "I thought somebody broke in." "I expected to find some lunatic raping your lifeless corpse." "Yes." "Yeah." "That would be what you'd think." "What are you doing here?" "This is where I live." "No." "This is where you house-sit." "I brought these back." "Stacy's in the car." "Smoke?" "No?" "... 'Course not." "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 happened today." "I got home and I'm flipping through every book in the house." "And, here..." "Take this one." "This is a real page Turner." "I read it an hour ago." "You finished it an hour ago?" "No, no." "I read it an hour ago." "Yeah..." "Yikes!" "When do the Klausners get back?" "In the fall." "Who vacations in Rwanda?" "I don't know, but it beats unemployment." "Would you stop touching the things, please?" "I don't think you can call house-sitting employment." "Alex, with a brain like yours, you should have a job with NASA or, you know, one of those companies that hires really smart people." "Yeah." "Headache?" "Yeah, it's..." "Do me a favor." "Lay off the speed reading." "I gotta go." "Stacy's waiting." "I'll see you later, okay?" "Alex?" "Oh, god." "Alex?" "Wake up, man." "Alex!" "Alex!" "Ira, right now, medically, he's fine." "The curvature is completely unbroken, inside and out." "Look, if I'm reading this correctly, this kid uses more of his frontal lobe for cognitive activity than anybody who has ever been charted." "You can't release him, sweetheart." "No, this chart alone is worth tens of thousands in study grants." "What choice do I have?" "I have no basis for keeping him." "I suppose a postmortem analysis is out of the question." "Is that supposed to be funny, ira?" "Hey, buddy, what you got there?" "My head is killing me." "Well, that's inaccurate and quite impossible." "What I don't doubt is that you've had a mild to mildly severe head trauma." "So what I need to do is give you a cognitive assessment." "Then I'll poke a few holes in your skull." "Holes?" "Metaphorically speaking, of course." "We'll start off with the easy first test." "Okay?" "Okay." "Okay." "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?" "In alphabetical order- apple, ball, cat, dog, egg, fire truck, grasshopper, hat, ice cream cone, jump rope, kangaroo, light bulb..." "Well, that's fine." "What was that?" "Why don't you tell me?" "Calculate the following-a plane flying the 3,458 mile distance from New York City to London has a 50-mile-an-hour tail wind." "The plane's point of no return is 1,489 miles." "Give or take a hundred yards." "I didn't even finish the question." "Well, in layman's terms..." "You're getting smarter." "The part of your brain that you use for cognition, it's just off the charts." "When we ran the test, it showed your brain's activity." "Other than the blackouts, you seem to be in perfect health." "None of this solves my problem." "What if it happens again?" "Do you have any idea what you could do, if you harnessed even a fraction of your intellectual potential?" "Do I even care about that right now?" "God, you sound like that geeky friend of yours, Doctor, uh..." "Dr. Gold." "Yeah." "You know, and i don't like his idea of "postmortem 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." "Look, it's a long shot, but I have a colleague who's doing some research that might help you." "It's worth a try." "Right now, I might try anything." "I think this is the place." "Hey, we'll keep you in our prayers." "Okay?" "Hey, you want us to wait for you?" "No, than ks." "It's alright." "Sure?" "Yeah." "Take care of yourself." "God bless." "God bless." "Alex Borden?" "I'm Dr. Murphy." "I don't know how much Denise" "Dr. bell-has told you about my book." "She just said 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'll treat you free of charge." "What's this book you're writing?" "It's a study of people who, in simple terms, have found the switch that turns on the dormant portions of their brains." "We're 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 th ese symptoms sound familiar to you?" "Can you help me or not?" "Alex, if even half of what Denise has told me about you is accurate, you're unlike anyone I've ever studied." "Your case would take priority." "Just promise, you'll make the pain go away." "Whatever it takes, i promise I'll try." "I've been doing it ever since i was 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." "It'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 could I trust besides my brother?" "And that'll do it for me today, gentlemen." "One more game?" "I'll make it quick and painless for you." "Is that right?" "Hey!" "I've been waiting almost two hours to win my money back." "Wait your turn, kid." "And what makes you think today is going to be any different?" "Bitch." "Harry!" "You really want that game, huh?" "How... how do you live with these?" "You paint what you know." "So... people, like..." "Buy these things?" "Beer?" "Yeah." "You gonna stand there all day?" "Or are we gonna play some chess?" "I don't usually have strangers up in my studio." "Hit the timer." "You know you're never gonna beat me." "I'll beat you." "Maybe not today, but I will beat you." "That's mate." "Oh!" "That really, really sucks." "You know, in the future, you may want to consider castling your king, because it tends to prolong the game." "Yeah." "What are those for?" "My nutritionist told me they thought they'd put hair on my chest." "And, uh... what do you think about that?" "I think he's full of shit." "Have a good day." "Okay..." "Oh... sorry." "I come back." "That's al-it's okay, it's okay." "Go ahead." "Thank you." "Okay." "Jason!" "Stacy!" "You there?" "Dr. Ira Gold was found mutilated." "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, trying to save me." "I was out cold, but I could hear them." "And somehow..." "See them." "I could smell what Charlie had eaten for lunch." "Charlie?" "The ems guy." "I don't know how I know that, but I know that's his name." "Go on." "I could see Alice..." "The ambulance driver, behind CHARLIE'S back." "She kept a bag of weed under the passenger seat for when things on the shift got intense." "Isn't it possible that because of your accident, just maybe..." "What?" "I dreamed 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." "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% met in saloons or neighborhood halls that sold liquor."" "Ask me another one." "Jesus." "Well, look who the wind blew in." "You had to come looking for him, didn't you?" "Free country." "Next time you want to play Harry, you go through us." "Where is he?" "He's probably 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." "Ooh!" "What else have you been doing with that hand?" "Ah, chess is good." "What shall we eat tonight?" "Hmm, where are you taking Sammy?" "Someone did well for himself today." "You could, too." "If you'd stop drinking all your profits." "Hmm, yeah." "Fuck you!" "You know I'd be out of sorts without my, ah, medicine." "Your medicine." "Right." "Ah, it won't take me but a moment." "Do you mind if we, ah..." "Stop off at the bath room?" "You have to pee again?" "How ever did you guess?" "Sure." "I hate it when that happens!" "Lloyd?" "You made me piss myself!" "I'm gonna slap you so hard!" "Lloyd?" "OHHH!" "Please!" "Hey, Sammy!" "What you doing in there?" "Sammy?" "Shit." "Now I gotta go." "Tanked after only a few drinks." "Are you sure it isn't something you ate?" "Or maybe someone?" "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?" "Sammy?" "Sammy?" "You could have stayed 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 for help, but I can only help you if you're honest with me." "I never lied to you." "Never." "The police have been met with another grizzly surprise, in the predawn darkness." "This time on the upper West Side." "Connie Sanchez has the latest." "Connie?" "That's right, Brian." "Detectives have 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, in a public restroom, right here at the 79th street boat basin." "Their bodies found shortly before sunrise by a maintenance man." "You know, we, we, we came, you know, and all of a sudden, there was cops all over the place..." "I killed them." "I killed them." "Alex, you didn't kill anybody." "Things from my dreams..." "They're not in my dreams anymore." "You know, we've had our ups and downs with bums..." "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 to drink?" "You came here 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 this shit!" "Check!" "And check-fucking-mate!" "Okay." "Okay, we'll play!" "Just..." "It's not every day your friends get butchered by some beast." "What did you just say?" "Nothing." "Something I heard on the news." "I have something to tell you." "I have something to tell you." "White moves first." "So, seeing that you're white..." "I do believe that pleasure is all yours." "You know..." "Ev, ev, ev, ever since Nimzowitsch developed the, the flexible dynamic approach to the queen's pawn, the chess world has been polarized as to what white's response should be." "I would put the rubinstein variation into play." "Good for you." "A little late for the catalan opening." "You need to focus on your middle game." "Who's been whispering into your ears?" "You don't want to know." "See?" "Never underestimate the Cambridge Springs defense." "That's what Karpov did." "That's how Kasparov kicked his ass in '85." "Check." "Well, we'll see about that." "Check." "Mate." "The Borden sacrifice." "I haven't lost a chess game in almost three years." "So, here's to the Rubinstein variation." "And the Borden sacrifice." "You gonna, you gonna be okay?" "I told you." "Never better." "Here, drink up!" "Uh... thanks." "I'll, I'll pass." "Do you want to play like a man?" "You drink like a man." "Tell me about your paintings." "You wanna play another" " Tell me about your fucking paintings!" "Do you really want to 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 place them in a foster home, the new parents can adopt the children." "They can change their names, and even move out of state." "And 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 th em now." "The sooner, the better." "I have the papers here." "If you'll take them and..." "Read th em over." "It's done." "Oh... and there's another thing." "I want you to listen to me very carefully." "What the fuck!" "Whoa, whoa." "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 you might be the perv." "Can I come in?" "Okay." "Sure." "Things from hell are after me." "I know that sounds, that sounds, whatever." "But, I..." "I can't call the doctors because they'll put me in a straightjacket." "I can't..." "I can't sleep because there's 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, I have no idea how I know them." "I'm mastering the game of chess..." "I'm reading cervantes." "I know these things." "I know you guys fucked an hour ago." "Your brother doesn't know that you talked your father into changing his will." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "And you." "You say that..." "You say that you're true to Jason." "But when you wanted a raise at work, you flashed 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." "Okay." "Yeah." "I didn't think you could help me." "Is there anything I can do for you, son?" "I'm..." "I'm Alex." "Reverend Hartman." "You look lost." "You know, you're not the first young man with a dazed expression..." "Who wanders in here in dead of night." "There are things that are after me." "Hurting people around me." "Who is after you?" "Things you find in shadows." "They're not pretty." "They're never pretty." "When do you see them?" "Night, mostly." "Welcome to the club." "What else, Alex?" "I, ah, I see things and i see these memories of my past that never happened to me." "Or at least i don't think so." "It sounds like you're really in big trouble, Alex." "So what do we do?" "You're sure you want to be helped?" "Yes." "That's all I want." "Yes." "I'll be right back." "Our substance independence group meets every Tuesday and Thursday evening." "It's very discreet." "No one has to know." "Lam..." "I am not an addict!" "What I'm telling you is real!" "People are dying!" "Really?" "You believe that?" "Yes." "That's what I keep trying to tell you." "Why doesn'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'm here." "So you say you're plagued by evil." "Yes." "More and more." "Evil, Alex, is merely the absence of good." "As for me, it's the proof of good, the test of good." "There are two opposing forces, locked in mortal combat fighting for eternity." "What are they fighting for?" "What are they fighting for?" "They're 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." "You're bleeding." "We 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 happened to you?" "You okay?" "Alex, you had nothing to do with those murders." "You can't blame yourself for what happens around you." "You can only be responsible for yourself." "Bull fucking 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 hear it from someone else." "Then you'll believe me." "What is this?" "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 to 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." "Yes?" "Um, Dr. Karen Murphy sent me." "You know." "You are seeing them?" "You believe me?" "Believe?" "Is not empirical term, please, do come in, quickly!" "They have finally come true." "Yes?" "I..." "I don't, I don't- killings are happening all around you, violent killings of much blood, much suffering." "Yes?" "I am Pavlovsky." "Boris Pavlovsky." "I first find out about them at institute in Moscow." "A subject was also a "link."" "Like you." "That is what we call them." "A link from world we know to world 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?" "I'm not sure." "No one has ever survived an encounter." "Link I studied is dead." "If they're so powerful, then why haven't they killed me already?" "They are scared 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 on other people." "Everything you touch, everyone you touch- that is how they are following you." "Yeah, but..." "It's me." "It's my fault." "Is not fault." "Is destiny." "Yours." "The gloves." "The gloves." "That's why you wouldn'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." "At institute..." "Soviet institute of metaphysical science, we study many links." "Isolate th em." "Tap into brains." "Learn that they use part of brain other humans cannot." "Know things other humans do not." "One link is like genius." "Two links, three links together, like weapon." "Psychic laser." "Make the ministry of defense very happy." "I..." "I'm going to throw up." "Other link..." "One who is giving you power..." "Is who?" "I, I don't, I don't know, i, I don't know who that..." "Visions are new to you?" "Link is someone you are recently meeting." "That is when visions are growing strongest." "Yes." "Yes." "Oh, yes." "I know who it is." "What can we do to stop this?" "Tell me what that means!" "You'll know soon enough." "Look what you did." "You brought evil into this house!" "Evil has many faces." "Evil!" "Come on, hey..." "We're gonna play a game, we're gonna, we're gonna play a game." "We're gonna play a game." "Come get me." "We're gonna play a game." "We're gonna, we're gonna play." "Play... play..." "Look, it's not you." "Stop." "Stay back!" "You leave us alone." "Don't do this!" "Now!" "We have to stick together, okay?" "As long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you, Alex." "Giving up your rights of the children is permanent." "My dream, they tried to get me in my dream." "You've seen them, too?" "I've got you." "I got..." "I got you!" "Harry Jellenik." "Alex Borden." "Wanna play a game?" "Let's play a game." "I got you!" "I got you!" "Harry?" "I want you to listen to me very carefully." "Whatever you do, you keep these boys apart." "Separate." "Do not place them in the same home." "But it's customary" "I don't care." "I know what's best for them and the people around them." "Do you understand?" "I got you!" "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're scaring me." "What is it, man?" "It's them." "It's them." "Who the fuck is them?" "Alex?" "What are you doing, man?" "Hey." "Hey." "Alex?" "Is that you?" "What's going on?" "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Calm the fuck down!" "Alex." "Put that thing down." "You're going to hurt somebody." "Alex." "Listen to me." "Drop the knife." "Number 2405 west 71st street." "We need some help here." "You've gotta come right now." "We need some help." "You need to get here right now." "What the fuck!" "?" "What are you doing?" "Whoa!" "I can't." "They won't..." "They won't understand what's happened..." "I don't understand what's happening." "Why don't you tell us?" "I can't stop it." "I can't stop it!" "Stop us." "Kill us." "You okay, Alex?" "Do you want to die?" "Like your mother?" "Like your brother?" "Fucking back up!" "Whoa!" "Hey!" "Alex, put the knife down." "Put the fucking knife down." "Come on, knock it off." "Come on, man." "Stay there." "Back up." "Put the knife down!" "Back up!" "Come on!" "Come on, we're your friends!" "Back up!" "Alex, calm down." "Alex, you need to get some help." "Back up!" "Come on, this is ridiculous." "Put the knife down!" "I'm not going to do anything to you!" "I'm not asking you again!" "Who are you?" "!" "Who are you?" "!" "Back up!" "Calm down, kid, 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." "Listen to me!" "Listen to me!" "Listen to me!" "It's not them, it's not them!" "It's not them!" "Motherfucker!" "Motherfucker!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Aah!" "If we only 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're 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's a coma blue in the south ward." "...please notify..." "It's okay, baby." "Everything's gonna be okay." "No more pain..." "No more troubles." "You have to be careful, Alex." "Evil can be a very tricky one." "Sync by Caradecuica"