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And another thing I...

Hey buddy, you Okay?

- You okay?

- I do not know.

Let her. Let her...

Let her go.

Was it worth it?

Run, insect.

Run and tell those you will,

what you will.

Tell them there is something

loose in their city.

Something which feeds on wishes,

but tell them quickly.

while you still have a soul.

Hey.

You're not enjoying it.

Put it out.

I am really sorry about Josh.

I know how close you guys were.

No, we were'nt as close as he wanted,

and now it's just to...

Alex. Listen to me.

What happened to Josh

is not your fault.

I think it is.

What?

There was something...

...weird, in the opal.

I think that was what exploded.

I think what I gave Josh is what killed him.

Do you have any idea how

crazy that sounds?

Yes. I know exactly how crazy it sounds.

That's the problem.

Do you, um...

Do you want me to call Dr. Montiglio again?

No.

I'm fine.

I'm just upset.

You're not just upset.

You're imagining things,

just like the last time.

This is nothing like the last time Shannon.

Why don't you go to bed?

I don't want you to worry.

Can you can the "Big Sister Act"

for just one night?

The fire was years ago.

You got me out. Okay?

I got you out.

I didn't get mom out.

I didn't get dad out.

Not "Didn't".

"Couldn't".

Could not. Not your fault.

Just like Josh, it's not your fault Alex.

You really gotta stop

blaming yourself,

or the whole f***ing thing

is gonna to start again.

The therapy, the nightmares, everything.

No, it isn't.

It's nothing like last time.

But something's going on.

Something bad.

I'm gonna find out what it is.

Ready to play, Alex?

I can smell your fear.

I'm looking for a dock worker

named Etchison.

- That's him over there.

- Is that him?

Mr. Etchison?

Sweetheart, you can call me

anything you like.

Please. I don't have time for your games.

Well that's a damn shame.

'could be fun.

Oaky. Let's talk about the opal.

The jewel?

I don't know what you're

talk'n about.

That's odd. Your friend Clegg knew

exactly wat I was talking about.

I don't know him either.

I think you do.

Middle aged guy, runs a pawn shop.

Ratted you out at the first snip of a lawsuit.

Alright. What's the deal?

Are you a cop?

No. And we don't ever have to involve

them if you tell me where you got it.

Out of that statue. After the accident.

You must have seen it on the news.

It killed a guy.

The Beaumont piece?

How the hell should I know?

There was some guy who had

bought it. Yeah.

Hey. Like, give me a couple hndred.

Did I get f***ed?

Royally.

Alexandra.

How nice to see you again.

Mr. Beaumont, I am so sorry

about what happened.

Yes. Irreplaceable.

One of a kind.

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