In Dreams Page #3

every inch of ground tonight!

Rebecca! Rebecca!

Rebecca!

Why didn't you tell me? It wasn't

the past, it was the future!

Take it easy, ma'am.

She's gone! You know that!

- We don't know that.

- Well, I know it!

Lord!

Lord, let me help her!

Let me help her!

How long have you had these visions?

All my life.

All your life?

Jeez.

Look, you know, I...

I owe you an apology. I'm sorry.

- Your husband came to talk to me.

- Don't apologise, Detective.

No. I was more wrong than you were.

You see, I need an interpreter.

- For what?

- For whatever it is I dream.

Hmm.

- 'Detective Kay?'

- Yeah, this is Kay.

'The divers have...'

Mrs...Mrs Cooper...?

- 'Are you there?'

- Somebody stay with Mrs Cooper!

Yeah?

'We found a body.'

Don't touch any evidence!

Everybody, settle down.

Where's Mrs Cooper? Jeez...

- Claire.

- Paul.

- What?

- I can't. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I...I...

Oh, God.

Oh, no! Oh, please, God!

- Mr Cooper, stay calm.

- Is it my daughter?

- Is it?

- Stay with Mr Cooper.

Claire!

Claire! Please pull over! Please!

You'll get us both killed!

Claire! Please!

Mommy?

I'm not afraid any longer, Mommy.

My daddy was a dollar.

My daddy was a dollar.

My daddy was a dollar.

Not worth a hundred cents.

My daddy was a dollar.

I wrote it on a fence.

My daddy was a dollar.

Not worth a hundred cents.

Can you look at me?

Can you squeeze my finger?

Wiggle your toes, please.

Do you remember

ever seeing me before?

No.

Well, I'm Dr Stevens.

I'm the neurosurgeon.

You've been trying to wake up

for about a day now.

You had quite a little bump

on your head.

You had a lot of water in your lungs,

but we're doing fine, Mr Cooper.

How long have I been here? How long?

Well, about six weeks.

Why did you bring me back?

Hmm. Don't think

it was easy, Claire.

Mommy! Mommy, help!

Help! Help!

Claire? Claire?

Shh, shh, shh.

You're in the hospital.

You're in a hospital.

- Oh.

- All right?

I'm Dr Stevens. Remember me?

Remember meeting me?

Yeah. Oof.

You had a nightmare, hmm?

How did you know?

Well, your heart rate

was bouncin' around.

Can you read dreams?

No. I skipped that class in college.

Must've been a wild one, hmm?

Yeah. There's a little boy in a room

filling up with water.

He's tied to the bed.

- Water, huh?

- Water.

I do have a friend who majored in...

what'd you call it, reading dreams?

- Wanna talk to him?

- Well, what is he?

A psychiatrist.

But don't hold that against him.

- Well, can he stop them?

- He might.

I'll get a nurse to prescribe

something for you. All right?

- OK.

- OK.

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