♪ Demons come from every side ♪
♪ In the darkness is the light ♪
♪ Out of the shadows of my life ♪
♪ In the darkness is the light ♪
♪ Surrender will win the fight ♪
♪ This girl's walked on fire and ice ♪
♪ But I come out on the other side of ♪
♪ Paradise ♪
[Fi] July 28, 1945.
Lori and Lynn Stewart, twin girls,
are born outside the town of Truman, Minnesota.
Truman turns out to be what's called a "pocket of twins".
There were only four farm families in a nine-square-mile area,
and all four families gave birth to twins.
Nobody knows why.
And, like many twins,
Lori and Lynn seem to have a strong psychic connection.
They first became aware of this connection in high school,
the day that Lynn was rushed from school to the hospital with acute appendicitis.
At the very same time,
Lori, who didn't know about her sister's illness,
got such bad stomach pains that she had to go see the school nurse.
Just coincidence, or has biology given twins a special link,
something beyond our understanding?
And if this connection is strong enough to survive physical separation,
is it possible that it could even survive death?
[Molly] So now I've got this kid from the record company breathing down my neck,
trying to convince me to use Rick's death as a hook for the interview!
Can you believe that?
[Rachel] Just blow him off, Moll.
Guys like that try to make everything about hooks and PR
because they don't understand anything about art.
So, you just get out there and sing, girl.
That's what they're coming to see.
-What? -[Molly] Nothing.
You just sound a lot like Rick sometimes.
Hazard of being a twin, I guess.
-Does it bother you? -No. Never.
So, did you decide on a song?
[Molly] Well...
The record company wants me to do "Love Is Broken" from the last PKB record.
Sure. That's the one that everybody said was a premonition.
Was it?
Like I haven't asked that a million times.
Rick and I were here in New York, recording that album.
We went out for a walk.
I got this... feeling.
-What kind of feeling? -[Molly] I don't know.
Sometimes I can feel things coming.
I just can never seem to do anything about them.
Well, I'm going to get back to the hotel,
because record company boy is coming to take me to breakfast
before our tour of the TV studio.
-Thanks for dinner. -[Rachel] Hey.
I figured if maybe I fed you,
you might give Greg Kincaid my number after the interview.
Oh, no. He is so not your type.
What? Rich and handsome? I'd make an exception.
OK, now, baby, don't keep her up talking all night.
Me? She's the one!
What can I say? I'm a lawyer. We love to talk.
Hey, how about this?
I'll work on my homework while she works on her case.
-I love you. Bye. -Bye.
[door closes]
So...
Out for dessert and cappuccino?
Oh, yeah. [chuckles]
Aunt Rachel?
-Hey, good morning. -Good morning.
Oh, man...
If you ever have trouble falling asleep,
try excerpting depositions on real-estate fraud.
That's not all you were doing.
-What do you mean? -Have you ever heard of automatic writing?
Is that, like, some kind of computer thing?
It's when a person's hand starts writing messages by itself.
It usually happens to people when they're in a trance, or asleep.
Are you saying I did that?
I wrote...
This?
[Fi] This could be some kind of ancient language.
This is so cool!
You could be channelling, like, some,
like, I don't know, some spirit from Atlantis or something!
I don't think so.
Fine. [scoffs] Don't believe me.
Um, can I use your computer in your office? Do a little research?
Fi...
[sighs] Yeah. Sure.
I'll drop you off at the studio after lunch, huh?
Thanks. I'm going to go get my stuff.
[Fi] OK, OK.
So Greg'll introduce you.
You'll come out, wave, do three to five minutes on the couch.
Banter, small talk, "How are your kids? Trashed any hotel rooms lately?"
And then you'll do the number.
-"Trashed any hotel rooms?" -You know, rock star stuff.
Molly, this is going to be huge. Live national exposure!
-Derrick, I just want to sing. -And you will!
But first you've got to bring up Rick's car accident.
Talk about how it made you feel.
A little waterworks wouldn't hurt things, huh?
Are we on the same page?
We're not even reading the same book!
I will not do that. I will not say that.
And if Greg so much as mentions Rick's accident,
you can bet your royalty check that I will go out on stage
and sing "The Star-Spangled Banner!"
Molly... Molly, Molly,
Molly! Molly! Molly!
There was this one guy in a history chatroom
who thought it might be ancient Sumerian.
Then I was online with a professor of ancient languages
at the University of Cairo,
and he said he's never even seen Anything that looks even remotely like it.
OK...
I think the question of the hour is what does Rachel think?
Oh, she doesn't believe that she wrote it.
I mean, what if this is some kind of dead language?
How am I ever going to be able to translate it?
[Jack] Let's see.
Wait.
I think I'm getting something.
I think I know what this says.
What? What does it say?
Yes.
It says...
How now...
Ancient Sumerian brown cow.
[Carey] [laughs] That's good.
OK, how about this:
"Aliens abducted me and implanted the song into my head."
-What do you think? Is that better? -Derrick, I'll see you tomorrow.
[Kincaid] [on TV] So, this is my new website, gregkincaid.com.
Can everybody see on the monitors? Good.
Now, if you click this on you can see some of my baby pictures,
-[women] [on TV] Aw! -[Kinkaid] And if you go over here...
Hey... Hey! Aunt Rachel?
Look.
It's the same kind of symbols you wrote before.
Not exactly the same ones.
This must be a different message!
[scoffs] I've got to get ready for work.
Come on, this can't be a coincidence. It's got to mean something!
So, what do you think? The blue power suit or gray power suit?
I've talked to people who think they might be ancient symbols.
Maybe if you could channel some kind of key to the alphabet...
Fi, I'm a 41-year-old attorney
with a freezer full of espresso beans and a so-so dating life.
And these symbols are not ancient anything!
Then what are they?
The same symbols.
[Rachel] They're a code that your dad and I made up when we were kids,
so that we could write each other secret messages
in our own special language, our twin code.
It's daddy.
The messages are from daddy.
Come on, Fiona. Rick is gone. You know that.
Aunt, Rachel, I know this is going to sound a little crazy,
but in the past two years,
I think daddy has contacted me a couple of times.
That doesn't sound just a little crazy, Fi.
People are found not guilty for saying stuff like that.
You know daddy was into the same paranormal stuff as me.
Well, before he died,
he was getting close to uncovering something,
something evil.
I think it had to do with the car accident.
[Rachel] Fi...
Well, what if this is his way of letting us know what he knows!
Fi, you need to stop.
What you're saying is wrong.
If you don't believe these are from daddy, then who's sending them?
Well, my brain, obviously.
I'm under a lot of pressure at work. Stress level is totally through the roof.
So my brain digs out these old symbols to send me a message.
Well, if it's true,
your brain wants to meet you in Midtown Manhattan this afternoon.
Secret times, secret places.
It... It's him, isn't it?
No. Look...
I know you miss him.
I do too.
That isn't going to bring him back, huh?
-Butterflies? -Pterodactyls.
Don't worry. You're gonna rock. Come on.
Hey... [chuckles]
Big smile, huh?
Says so right here.
Fi...
Fi, come on, now.
Forget the messages. Let's be here for your mom, OK?
I always thought these shows were live. I mean...
How am I, as the audience member,
supposed to get myself up for a show called All Night Long
in the middle of the afterno... [gasps]
Are you doing that?
Ricky?
I don't remember the code.
I do. I memorized it.
What... What is this?
I know I got the symbols right!
[Rachel] It is him.
After a while,
we started writing the symbols backwards to make the code harder to break.
[Fi] I...
went...
first.
Ricky.
[crying]
He used to razz me that we weren't born at the same time,
that he...
He went first.
-Come on. -[Fi] OK.
-Hey, are you guys leaving? -[Rachel] It's... It's an emergency.
This is where we're going. Tell mom we'll be back soon.
Hope this is it.
Hey, look.
F...
I...
O...
N...
A.
Fiona.
Let's go.
[man] And now back to Greg Kincaid and All Night Long.
Hey, welcome back.
Uh, you'll remember our next guest
as being one of the trio that made up the Phillips-Kane Band,
whose songs were practically the soundtrack for the 80s.
-[screams] -Fi!
Mom, are you OK?
Fiona and Rachel, where are they?
They'll be right back. They just stepped out for...
No, no! I've got to go find them.
Mom, you're about to go on in front of 30 million people.
No, Jack, you don't understand. I've got to find them now!
Mom, it's OK.
Don't worry, I'll go get them.
Please welcome Molly Phillips!
[cheers and applause]
♪ It's dark outside And the baby's asleep ♪
♪ You're going for a ride ♪
♪ Why is it black? ♪
♪ What is this tingle On the back of my neck? ♪
♪ It's cold outside And the fire's burned out ♪
♪ You're going for a ride ♪
♪ Don't go ♪
♪ Walking down the sidewalk In New York City snow ♪
♪ A stranger brushed against us ♪
♪ His face was all in shadow ♪
♪ A shiver ran right down my spine ♪
♪ I pulled your arm through mine ♪
♪ I shut my eyes but still could see ♪
♪ The night I'd whisper tenderly ♪
♪ Your breath is still on my lips ♪
♪ Your touch is on my fingertips ♪
♪ Your tears are still on my cheek ♪
♪ Your voice still makes me weak ♪
♪ Gifts I will never give you ♪
♪ Lives I will never live with you ♪
♪ Words that will never be spoken ♪
♪ The moment I lose you ♪
-♪ Love is broken ♪ -Daddy?
♪ Love is broken, yeah ♪
♪ I didn't want to love you ♪
♪ I didn't want to go that deep ♪
♪ I didn't want a dream come true ♪
♪ Just to lose it while I sleep ♪
♪ Every night I held you tight ♪
♪ Don't take him from me now ♪
♪ Every day I'd wake and say ♪
♪ I got to keep him one more day ♪
♪ Thank you ♪
♪ Thank you for this day ♪
Fi!
[Rachel] [screaming] Fiona!
[Rachel] Fiona!
-[Jack] Aunt Rachel! -Jack!
[screams]
Fiona!
♪ ...never live with you ♪
♪ Words that will never be spoken ♪
♪ The moment I lose you ♪
[Fi] Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
[screams]
[Fiona screaming]
[Fiona screaming and grunting]
[panting]
Help! I'm gonna fall!
[echoing] Help!
-[Jack] Fiona! -[Rachel] Hang on!
-Fiona! Fi! -Hold on!
-[Jack] Hang on, Fiona. -[grunting]
Fiona!
Daddy!
Is it really you?
[echoing] Yes, baby. It's me.
Daddy, what's happening?
There are forces on my side that are jealous of the living.
That was one of them.
They can't hurt you, Not with me protecting you.
That's what dads do, right?
♪ Walking down the hallway Turning off the lights ♪
I can't believe I'm talking to you.
Jack, your mom, everyone else,
they have memories, they can see me in their dreams,
but you were too young to remember me.
It wasn't fair.
Now you have memories, too.
Thank you.
Thank you for always believing.
♪ Your breath is still on my lips ♪
♪ Your touch is on my fingertips ♪
Will I see you again?
These moments are rare and dangerous.
You saw what happened.
So...
What do we do now?
We could do something that we've both needed to do for a long time.
We say goodbye.
I love you, daddy.
I love you, too, Fiona.
♪ Your breath is still on my lips ♪
♪ Your touch is on my fingertips ♪
♪ Your tears are still on my cheek ♪
♪ Your voice still makes me weak ♪ -[Jack] Fiona!
-Fiona! -Fiona, what happened?
It's going to be OK, Jack.
Everything's going to be OK.
♪ Words that will never be spoken ♪
♪ The moment I lose you ♪
Goodbye.
♪ Love is broken, yeah ♪
♪ Love is broken ♪