The Calling Page #3

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I'm telling you,

I know that this

is the same guy.

You know nothing.

You are guessing and

you want me to give you

manpower to follow a hunch.

All I need is

one detective with

profiling experience.

You know, if I knew that

sending you to Chamberlain

was going to trigger this

I would have sent somebody

who's better equipped.

But, as I said,

I don't have anybody else.

No. No specific

age or gender.

No it could look like anything.

Yeah, uh, yeah, the mouth.

That's exactly

what we're looking for.

No, it could

look like a suicide.

Uh, could you

send that over to me?

Is she upstairs?

She's sleeping.

Oh.

I just, um...

I don't think

now is a good time.

Hmm.

I'm sorry.

I understand.

Wait.

Can you open your mouth for me?

Stick out your tongue.

Ah.

What happens just

before you fall down?

It smells funny.

Like what?

Scrambled eggs.

Do you like scrambled eggs?

Not anymore.

Hmm. I don't like

scrambled eggs either.

What is it?

This is mistletoe.

It's like Christmas.

Oh, this is my favorite part.

There.

I'm not drinking that.

Do you like honey?

Yeah.

Could you bring us some honey?

I'm going to die, aren't I?

Hmm. We're all going to die.

That's how God intended it.

But how we live and how we die,

that can be meaningful.

Do you want to get better?

I forgot to tell you.

These cups are magic.

If you sing to them,

they'll make the

tea taste better.

Your turn.

Keep singing.

Keep singing.

I looked into that

stuff you asked about.

She had an e-mail account.

Traded gardening tips

with a cousin in Calgary,

and she visited

a soap opera chat room.

She kept busy.

That she did.

The only thing

she bought was

a gold cross necklace

on overstock.com.

I don't remember

her wearing necklaces.

It's my wife's

birthday next week.

It's gonna be weird

getting something

from her now.

She never said it out loud,

but she'd been

suffering for a long time.

I could see she

was ready to go.

It was in her eyes.

Maybe he did her a favor.

Doesn't make it right.

I know.

But it helps me sleep.

Wingate.

You're gonna want to see this.

Okay.

Uh, maybe I should

walk you through that.

No, that's fine.

Good night. Thank you.

Okay, are you sure?

Do you like curry?

Yeah.

I love curry.

Well, Hazel, let the kid in.

Uh, I finally

got all these files

I've been chasing down

and I think we're

missing something

with the faces.

This is Gary Dewer,

found by his son,

hanging from a chandelier.

Plastic bag over his head.

Look at... The tongue

is pressed down

towards the teeth.

Four days later Adrian Grunwald,

mouth found open.

And then

we have Morton Halfe.

Look at this,

his mouth is almost

identical to Dewer's.

Like Ullman's.

Yeah.

What's the connective...

You know, what are we missing?

All the mouths

are clearly manipulated.

Is it like a code or something?

How's the curry?

Oh, uh, it's great.

Thank you.

It's delicious.

Glad to see someone's

eating my cooking.

So, why did you

transfer from Toronto

to here, really?

I mean, don't give

me the bullshit about

a small town life.

Um...

Uh, my partner died last year.

On duty?

Uh, he wasn't a cop.

The guys on the force didn't

take that news so well.

Well, how do you

like it here, so far?

Excuse me,

I ask a lot of questions.

It's an occupational hazard.

No, that's okay.

Are you a reporter?

No.

Judge. Retired.

Oh. Well, then,

Your Honor...

Um, I like it.

I mean, uh,

it's slower.

Mmm-hmm.

But, uh,

that's good,

you know, it gives you

kind of more time to think.

Exactly.

You been calling your mother?

All right, stop it.

What? Kids should

talk to their mothers.

And some mothers talk too much.

Meaning me?

Yes.

Okay.

You're my mother.

You're talking too much.

I'm hardly talking at all.

Okay.

You're grilling him.

I'm not!

I'll clear.

Next.

Looks like he's singing.

Next.

What about this one?

The mouth's pressed

together. What if...

Seriously, what if

he's saying something?

He's not saying

something, he's dead.

I know.

Well, is he saying anything?

It's like a...

Look, it's like a...

Buh, like a buh.

No, it's mmm...

Mmm, mmm. Muh.

Well, go to the next one.

That's it, go on.

The upper lip

is bent. It's buh.

Now do it again.

Say a sentence

that has a "muh" sound

and a "buh" sound.

You're going to

see the difference.

Your mother got hit by a bus.

Yeah. Do you see...

Your...

Mother... Muh and buh,

they're two entirely...

Okay, try it again.

Okay, that's a mouth

that's wide open, right?

Go back.

If you

look at it, the lips

are curled in. Mmm.

You're right

if you're talking

about Portuguese.

I don't speak Portuguese.

Or maybe

it's not what they're

saying as individuals.

Maybe they're syllables

and whoever manipulated

their mouths

is saying something

with them all...

Will you be quiet!

Well, some of them

don't look like they're

saying anything together.

Maybe it's in

the wrong order, then.

Well, it's the order

that we found them.

Well, maybe

it's a different order.

Maybe it's the order in

which they were killed.

How about

if we try it going

from west to east?

So, that would

be Dewar, Grunwald,

Fortnum. Try that.

Okay.

Faster.

The vowels?

Think about how many vowels.

Vowels make you

open your entire mouth.

I mean, think about it.

It's only buh or muh,

it's slow but it's

something like a...

Jesus.

Lie-bee-la.

Lie-bee-la. Lie-bee-la?

No, no, no,

it's Lie-bee-ra.

It's an "R".

Look at, uh...

Look at his mouth.

That's an L.

Now can you flip to

Ruby Marshall, please?

Yeah. See how the

tongue is kind of on

the side of the mouth?

That's an R.

It's ra.

As in, "You're wrong."

Lie-bee-ra

ri-e. Ra-ri-e.

It's Professor Plume

in the lie-bee-ra-ri-e

with the candlestick.

I'm done.

Hey, guys.

What if it isn't English?

What do you mean, like French?

Huh.

They were all Catholic.

It's Latin.

I guarantee you,

this is Latin.

Latin? Who speaks Latin?

People in Latin America.

Oh, God. It... Listen,

it sounds like Latin.

It's not that.

Lie-bee-ra.

I guarantee you that's Latin.

Well, I know the words,

but I don't actually

speak the language.

Oh.

Now, Father Price

at Saint Xavier, he was

a linguistics professor.

He could help.

When you get to be my age

it's a comfort to have

those reminders of

some accomplishments.

Sit, sit down, please.

Thank you, Father.

They're your students?

No.

We used to take in orphans

and find them homes.

But you don't anymore.

No.

But you didn't come here

to talk about that.

No.

Could you help me and

tell me what that means?

Libera.

It's the imperative

of the Latin verb

that is at the root

of liberty. Liberate.

Well, let me see.

With the E following,

eos. Libera eos.

Deliver them.

So does that phrase mean

anything special to you?

Libera nos domine.

Now, that's quite

a common phrase.

Free us Lord.

Um, Libera.

Re-Eos. Libera-re-Eos.

Libera-re-Eos.

And what does that mean?

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