The Dead Zone Page #3

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He stood right here.

Found a lot of cigarette butts,

same brand.

Eight or nine butts here.

This help you any?

I don't know.

Have you got something

he might have touched or worn?

Frank, give me that package.

It's the only real evidence we have.

Found it in one of the bushes

back there.

Same brand as the butts

we found on the ground.

Here.

Nothing.

I thought I might have felt something,

but I...

That's okay, that's okay.

Can't say we didn't try, huh?

Dispatch to Sheriff Bannerman.

Yeah, this is Bannerman.

We got another body here, Sheriff.

Damn it.

- What's the word, George?

- Is it the work of the Castle Rock killer?

- Sheriff, Sheriff.

- Hey, isn't that John Smith?

- What?

- The psychic. That's Smith, isn't it?

Can you stand back, please?

Just give us a chance. Give us a break.

- Stay away, stand back.

- We're trying to do a story here.

I know you're anxious,

you're just gonna have to wait.

Looks pretty grim to me.

- It looks like one more job for the...

- Dave, get that shot over there, okay?

- Is it a woman?

- Yeah.

Back up.

Anyone know who she is? Dodd?

Yeah, I know this girl.

Her name's Alma Frechette.

She works at the Coffee Pot cafe

across the way there.

Your idea, George, to have a psychic

to help solve the case?

Dodd, get these people out of here.

Move them back!

Come on now, move the people back

and knock it off with those

cameras now. No more cameras.

No more.

- Dodd?

- Yeah?

- Nobody comes up here.

- You got it, Sheriff.

You want to try?

Hey, Alma! Hi.

Hi. What are you doing up there?

Well, I'm waiting for you.

How about a little smile?

She knows him.

What?

She knows him.

Why should I waste a smile on you?

You wanna see something?

It's the goddamnedest thing.

- What?

- Come up here to the gazebo.

She knows him.

Not scared. She knows him.

All right.

Well, what did you want to show me?

"Gazebo." You like that word, Alma?

Come here.

Look at this.

Jesus. You... Let go of me.

- Is this your idea of a joke?

- No joke.

No. Wait!

Are you all right?

Dodd, give me a hand.

I saw him. I was there. I saw him.

- I stood there. I saw his face.

- Who?

I stood there and watched him

kill that girl. Dodd.

- Wait a minute, what're you saying?

- I did nothing.

I stood there

and watched him kill that girl.

- Who're you talking about?

- Dodd!

I stood there. I did nothing.

Dodd.

Dodd, get up here.

He just took off in your car, Sheriff.

I saw his face. I saw his face.

I want you to stay there.

Sheriff. Sheriff.

I thought I told you to stay by the car.

Who's there?

It's Sheriff Bannerman,

I wanted to talk to your son, Mrs. Dodd.

He ain't here.

Well, his patrol car is out here.

Well, his car's here, but he ain't.

He's here. I saw him in the window.

- I'm telling you, he ain't home!

- I'm coming in, Mrs. Dodd.

No!

You leave my boy alone!

You knew.

Didn't you?

You knew.

You...

You're a...

You're a devil

sent from hell.

Yes.

Yes.

Frank?

No! No!

Hello, John.

May I come in?

How did you find me? My father?

Stopped off to see him, and he told me

you moved to a new town.

He's worried about you. And so am I.

There's nothing to worry about.

I'm taking care of myself.

It's about time.

I'm still your doctor, John.

You're still under my care.

We have to...

Well, we have to stay in touch.

Well.

How's the... All healed up now?

Bullet went right through me.

- It's nothing.

- Good.

Nice place you have here.

It's home.

Those headaches are getting worse,

aren't they?

Three, four times a day sometimes.

- I brought you some new medication.

- No! No more pills.

It takes time to recover.

The healing process is slow,

I've told you many times.

I'm not getting better. I'm getting worse.

Isn't that right?

All right.

Now listen.

In the last few months,

I've done some research

into the area of psychic phenomena.

Several cases such as yours,

have been documented.

I was surprised to discover.

And the pattern is always the same.

As the spells, the visions

grow stronger and more powerful,

so the body weakens.

But I don't really need any research

or documentation

to see that this thing

is sucking the life right out of you.

One look at you can tell me that.

You mean I'm gonna die?

How long?

I think we can arrest the process,

reverse it even.

- How do you do that?

- Come back with me.

- Where?

- To the clinic, of course.

No. Absolutely no.

- John, please. You must!

- Why? So you can study me?

No. So I can protect you.

You need to be

in a controlled environment, John.

I wanna show you something.

Come with me.

The cards and letters

just keep pouring in.

What is all this?

It's people with lost dogs, lost children,

lost lives.

- You haven't even opened them.

- I don't have to.

They all want the same thing.

Reassurance, help, love.

Things I can't give them.

My father sends this stuff on to me.

I let it pile up.

Why? Why do you keep it?

This is why I can't go out, live my life.

Why I have to stay locked up

here in the house.

I'm already living

in a controlled environment, Sam.

Nothing can touch me here.

I'm alone.

I'm safe.

"But instead of dying,

she shall only fall into

a profound sleep

which shall last 100 years."

That's my mom.

Okay.

- Bye.

- Bye.

John Smith?

Hi. Hi, I'm Roger Stuart.

I'd like to talk to you for a moment.

Sit down.

What can I do for you?

It's...

It's my boy, my son, Chris.

He needs help.

I've inquired around.

You come highly recommended.

What's the matter with him?

I wish I knew.

He's bright, I know he is,

but he won't take part in school.

He won't join in. He won't learn and...

God! He's so shy.

You think you could help him?

I wouldn't know that unless I met him.

Well, he's not in the car.

He wouldn't come with me today.

You'd have to come out to the house.

No. That's out of the question.

That's just not the way I do it.

It won't work otherwise.

Please.

If you come out to the house,

he'll get to know you,

then you can bring him back here

for the lessons.

Please.

Okay.

Great. Tomorrow morning, Saturday.

I'll send a car over to pick you up, huh?

Thank you.

That reminds me of my first campaign

when I ran for a seat

in the state Senate.

Upstate for my hometown,

my opponent went down to the ghetto.

Roger, believe it or not, he was

actually handing out dollar bills

to them black people down there,

trying to buy votes, I heard about it.

I went down and I said, "All right,

you folks take that money,

put in your pocket, keep it,

then go back, get some more if you can,

because times is rough.

But when you get into that voting booth,

I want you to vote for whomever

well you damn well please."

Well sir, we won that election

by damn near what, Sonny?

Twenty-nine.

Twenty-nine percentage points,

we've been winning ever since.

And those people spent that money

with a clear conscience.

Hi, John, good morning.

Nice to see you.

Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet

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