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- Previously on Haven...

If I go into that barn when
the hunter meteor storm hits,

 

the troubles disappear,
but then so do I.

 

- The guard wants Audrey
in the barn tomorrow.

 

- Audrey is going in that barn
over my dead body.

 

- Tell me about Sarah.

 

- You know, you always come back with a different
name, but underneath you're always somehow the same.

 

- There's a skinwalker
in Haven?

 

- We discovered
the skinwalker was stealing

 

parts of women's faces, building
a custom model. Someone special.

 

- Arla Cogan?

 

- Skinwalker's building
the Colorado kid's wife.

 

- You can't stop
the troubles.

 

Only Audrey can.

 

- There is another way.

 

- Tell me about this other way,
I'll let you go.

 

- Lucy said she'd bring James
and I into the barn with her.

 

- So, Lucy left you behind.

 

- You take me to James,

 

and you won't ever have to
worry about me again.

 

- What makes you think that
I'm gonna let you near my son?

 

- Because if you don't,
everyone you love will die.

 

- Where do you
want to go, James?

 

- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Just saying it's possible.

 

Danny!

 

Damn it.

 

Had to be Arla
that did this.

 

- She's got Audrey now.

 

Okay, meteor storm
started last night.

 

That means they gotta be
looking for that damn barn.

 

If Audrey goes in...

 

- Troubles are gone.

 

- That's what
you're thinking?

 

You're not worried
that we might have

 

just lost Audrey forever?

 

You're thinking that today might
be the day the troubles stop?

 

- Hey, wait!

 

Did you feel that?

 

- No.

 

- Which means that
the troubles are still here.

 

That means that Audrey
hasn't gone in the barn yet.

 

Come on.

 

They're looking
for the barn, right?

 

Now, if Arla put a gun
to Audrey's head,

 

and she had to
lead her somewhere,

 

where would she take her?

 

Where?
- I...

 

Parker and I
were just talking

 

about where the other Audrey
lost her memories,

 

the field
with the imprint in it.

 

- Yeah...

 

- Like a building
had been there.

 

- Out at kick 'em Jenny neck.
- Yeah.

 

- Can only get there by boat.
We'll take mine.

 

If someone
hadn't stolen it.

 

- Arla.
- Damn it!

 

- I don't know
what kind of relationship

 

you've had with my son.

 

- We're married.
We're in love.

 

- Till I tell him that you're
a psycho serial killer.

 

- Shh.

 

White-breasted nuthatch.

 

Likes to climb, not fly.

 

Odd bird.

 

Hello, Audrey.

 

- Agent Howard.

 

Or whoever the hell you are.

 

- Looking for the barn,
right?

 

Come on.
I'll take you there.

 

- No, you'll take us there.

 

- Ah. You must be Arla.

 

I just left James Cogan
at Haven Joe's bakery.

 

- He's alive? Is he okay?
- Confused.

 

Had no idea
how much time had passed.

 

Kept wondering
what happened to pay phones.

 

He's still there.
Go to him.

 

Here.

 

Say hi to him
on his new cell phone.

 

- James.
- Arla, is that you?

 

- James, baby. It's me.
- I want to talk to him.

 

- I'll be right there.
I can't wait to see you.

 

- I can't wait
to see you too, baby.

 

- I don't need you anymore.

 

If you make one move to follow
me, I will shoot you dead.

 

- Come.

 

We'll chat a bit.

 

May I offer you some tea?

 

- Who the hell are you?

 

- Think of me as your ride.

 

I drop you off,
and then when the time is right,

 

I pick you up.

 

- In a barn?

 

- Yes.
Look.

 

Well, it's quite a bit
more than a barn.

 

- How did that get here?

 

- It comes whenever
you're looking for it.

 

It comes
when you're ready.

 

- Okay, so that's it?

 

I go into the barn, and then
the troubles end for 27 years?

 

- Not that simple.

 

If it was, I could just
pick you up and throw you in.

 

- No.

 

You couldn't.

 

- You have to want
to go in.

 

You have to want
to go away.

 

That's what allows the troubles
to end for 27 years.

 

- Well, then, see, that's where
we have a problem, morpheus.

 

I don't want to go away.

 

- You'll be back to Haven.

 

- Yeah,
but as somebody else, right?

 

Audrey Parker goes away.

 

Audrey...

 

Dies.

 

- Yes.

 

- But I don't want Audrey
to die.

 

- Okay.

 

Go and try to figure out
the way to stay.

 

- What?

 

I can just go?

 

- Yes.

 

But know this, Audrey.

 

The sky
is starting to fall.

 

While you're out there
attempting the impossible,

 

trying to stay,

 

it will continue to fall
faster and faster,

 

until the town
and everyone you love in it

 

have been destroyed.

 

Now, go.

 

Your friends are here.

 

- Audrey!

 

- Over here!

 

- You're okay.

 

- How did you get here?

 

- Duke stole a boat.

 

- Borrowed.

 

Where's Arla?

 

- She's gone.
But Howard, he...

 

The barn is gone.

 

I gotta find Arla.

 

She has my son.

 

- I'm... I'm sure
that it's me,

 

but I thought the meteors
are supposed to pass over Haven.

 

Wha...

 

Why is it hitting us?

 

- Because I won't
go in the barn.

 

And they're gonna come
faster and faster

 

until I find my son and he
tells us how to stop this.

 

- Found him yet?

 

- Vince.

 

You got that two-ton Jack?

 

A guy on barkhouse drive
is trapped under a wall.

 

Said his house exploded.

 

- The hunter storm
has begun.

 

Uh, you don't wanna know.

 

- Yeah, I do.

 

Oh...

 

- I had to do it.

 

He's lost his mind.

 

Yesterday, we had Arla
the skinwalker tied up,

 

but Dave hit me over the head
and set her free.

 

It's too dangerous
right now.

 

- Vince,
there's meteors falling.

 

What if there's a fire?

 

Dave can't be dangerous enough
to keep locked in a trunk.

 

Let him out.

 

- Oh, maybe you're right.

 

- Sorry, Dave.

 

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

 

- My skiff was abandoned
at South down docks.

 

James and Arla left it.

 

- Waiter didn't see a car,
doesn't know where they went.

 

- He said James
was really sick,

 

that he's getting
worse and worse.

 

- If the barn
kept him alive,

 

maybe he can't leave it.

 

- The whole town
is getting bombarded.

 

- Put out an apb.

 

Contact all the hospitals,
doctors... we'll find him.

 

- I'm gonna check the security
cameras at the docks.

 

Maybe they swiped
another boat.

 

- I'm sorry, folks,
this entrance is closed off.

 

- Okay.

 

I'll run you
a cool bath, okay?

 

That'll help
get the fever down.

 

- I don't feel right.

 

- You're probably just
not used to all the modern bugs.

 

It's all
genetically modified foods now.

 

- I hope so.

 

I can't believe
I've been gone for so long.

 

- Don't worry.
I'll help you settle in again.

 

Things aren't so different.

 

- Arla.
- Yeah?

 

- If I've been gone
for 27 years...

 

Then why do you
still look so young?

 

- I stayed young for you,
silly.

 

Now hush.

 

We have to get you well
so we can get you outta here

 

before your mother
finds us.

 

- Hey.

 

- All this time
and she's still after me.

 

I guess I understand why.

 

- That doesn't make it right.

 

Okay, we have our lives
to live too.

 

I won't let her
hurt you again.

 

- I love you so much.

 

- I love you too, baby.

 

What?
- You have a problem.

 

I hear your James is sick.

 

- How do you know that?
- How do you think I know?

 

Audrey Parker's
running around looking for you.

 

- She's not in the barn?
- No.

 

You see, you can tell by the car-sized
rocks falling from the sky.

 

And she's not going in
until she finds James.

 

So, maybe there's a way
we can both get what we need.

 

You want James better,
right?

 

- You can't do that.

 

- But the barn can.

 

- I don't know
where the barn is.

 

- Audrey can summon the barn.

 

And she'll do it to save James
just like she did before.

 

- Why should I trust you,
Crocker?

 

- 'Cause I know that Audrey
has to go in the barn.

 

I'm tired of living
in a disaster movie.

 

Troubles have to stop.

 

You just meet me
and bring James.

 

I'll take care of the rest.

 

- Damn it, Vince.

 

I know what Vince told you,
but he lied, Dwight.

 

- So, you didn't free Arla?

 

- Not really the point.

 

Vince knows that I'll try
to keep Audrey out of the barn,

 

and that's why
he tied me up.

 

- So, Vince
wants her to go in?

 

Thought he liked Audrey.

 

- He loves her.

 

But he says
he has to be practical.

 

Big coward, if you ask me.

 

The little guy's
got all the fight in him.

 

- What are you talking about?

 

- Vince and I
tried to keep Sarah

 

out of the barn
once before.

 

Let's just say
it didn't work.

 

Vince decided there and then that the best thing for
everyone is for Audrey to just keep going back in.

 

Think we have to break
the damn cycle.

 

We have to face
the situation head on,

 

deal with the damn troubles,

 

and not just keep using
that poor girl as a band-aid.

 

- Any idea
where we can find Vince?

 

- Oh, yeah.

 

I always know
how to find my brother.

 

- I told you Audrey
could bring the barn.

 

We'll have to be careful.
She's close by.

 

What's wrong with him?

 

- I don't know.

 

But this barn
saved him last time.

 

We just have to
get him better,

 

and then we'll
figure it out.

 

Right, baby?

 

Just like
we always do, huh?

 

You'll be okay.

 

Okay.

 

- You did all this for him?

 

- I did it for us.

 

You ever been in love,
Crocker?

 

- No.

 

- Well, if you had,
then you'd understand.

 

- Duke?

 

- Don't move.

 

Crocker, get their guns.

 

You're gonna take him
inside of the barn,

 

make him better, and then
bring him back out to me.

 

- No.

 

- Oh, you will.

 

And by the way, if you don't
come back this time...

 

I'll blow
Nathan's brains out.

 

- No.

 

You won't.

 

Remember when you were Tommy?

 

Gave me that gun
with no bullets in it?

 

I didn't forget that.

 

- You used me
to bring James to her.

 

- Yahtzee.

 

- I thought you wanted
the troubles to stop.

 

- I do.

 

I want Audrey
to stick around too.

 

It seems your James
is the only one who knows

 

how to make
both those things happen.

 

- James?

 

James.

 

Hello.

 

Hey, can you hear me?

 

It's your mother.

 

He's not okay.
He's fading.

 

- Bring him into the barn.

 

It can save his life.

 

- Parker, if you go in there,
you might never come out.

 

- Howard said this barn
only comes when I'm ready.

 

Maybe it only disappears
when I'm ready to leave.

 

And I'm not ready to leave...

 

Either of you.

 

- Hey!

 

- Nathan, I have to go
after him.

 

He's my only chance.

 

- Then I'm going with you.

 

- Me too.

 

- You're not leaving me
out here again.

 

- You're not going in.

 

- How are you gonna stop me
once you're inside the barn?

 

- I guess someone's
gonna have to stay out here

 

and watch the skin quilt.

 

Nathan...

 

You make sure
she comes back out.

 

- I will.

 

- Ready?

 

- What's the big deal?
It's just a barn.

 

- Love what Howard's
done with the place.

 

- What is this thing?

 

- Parker...

 

I can feel.

 

My skin, the air,
everything.

 

- Must be this place.

 

- Whatever's going on
with the troubles with Haven,

 

this...

 

Barn is at
the center of it.

 

We need to take it out.

 

It solves all our problems.

 

You can't get trapped in here
if we blow it up.

 

- What just happened?

 

- Huh.

 

- That's me.

 

- No.

 

That's Sarah.

 

- Sarah?

 

I don't think
they can see us.

 

- Are we in the 1950s?

 

- The barn transported us
back in time?

 

- Don't tell me what to do.
- So, don't drop it, Vincent.

 

You're shaking,
your hands are shaking.

 

Just take your time.

 

Focus. - Don't touch it.
- Focus.

 

- Is that Vince and Dave?
- Listen to 'em arguing.

 

- Guess some things
never change.

 

- Will you quit
breathing down my neck?

 

- You're shaking.
Stop shaking.

 

- It's like we're watching
a scene from the past.

 

- Hurry up.

 

- Or it's a memory.

 

What if it's
one of Sarah's memories?

 

- Good. Go, go!
Go, go, go, go, go!

 

It did nothing.

 

- It's completely intact.

 

- This old barn
should be splinters.

 

- This is
more than a barn.

 

- Well, thank you for trying.

 

But I guess I have to go.

 

- But who will
take care of your son?

 

- I took him
somewhere safe.

 

- Was he with his father?

 

- James's father?

 

He's not even born yet.

 

- Not even born?

 

We were talking about
blowing up the barn earlier.

 

Maybe Howard overheard us.

 

- You're right, Audrey.
That was Sarah's memory.

 

- That you showed to us.

 

- You're not
taking Audrey away.

 

- Oh, it can't be stopped.

 

That's what I was trying
to show you.

 

- How do we know
that memory's even real?

 

- How 'bout I show you
a memory of Sarah's

 

that you know
is real, Nathan?

 

- I don't like that.

 

- Okay, so, he just said that it
would be one of Sarah's memories

 

that you remember,
which means it's gotta be 1955.

 

That's when you went
back in time to find...

 

To find Duke, right?

 

Don't you have
a jacket like that?

 

- Yeah.
That's weird.

 

Uh, I don't think
James is up that way.

 

Parker...

 

Audrey, wait.

 

- Oh, my God.

 

- I didn't know
if I was ever coming back.

 

- He's here.

 

James!

 

James!

 

- Parker?

 

Parker!

 

Parker!

 

What the hell is going on?

 

Audrey.

 

- Who are you?

 

- Nathan.
Nathan Wuornos.

 

I'm your father.

 

- I've always wondered
who you were.

 

- This would be weird even if we weren't
meeting in a giant, supernatural

 

steam room.

 

We've been looking
for you.

 

Audrey and I.

 

- What, so she can kill me?
- What?

 

- Again?

 

Kill her son
to save herself.

 

- What are you talking about?

 

- When I came to Haven
to find my mother Sarah,

 

I found Lucy instead.

 

She was frantic.

 

She'd just found out
that she was about to disappear.

 

And I said,
"there's gotta be another way."

 

- What did you find out?
What's the other way?

 

- Me.

 

My death was the only thing that
could keep her out of the barn.

 

- But audr...

 

Lucy never would've hurt you,
not even to save herself.

 

- The day I was
supposed to leave Haven,

 

somebody snuck up and bashed me
in the back of the head.

 

Arla found out
it was my mom.

 

- Arla lied.

 

Lucy still
went in that barn.

 

There has to be
another explanation.

 

- Well, maybe you
don't know your Audrey

 

as well as you think.

 

Nathan?

 

- Parker.

 

Good.
You have to talk to...

 

- Talk to who?

 

- I saw James.

 

- I need to know
what's going on in there.

 

- Settle down.

 

You're not the only one with
somebody inside this damn thing.

 

- You love Audrey, don't you?

 

At least admit it
to yourself.

 

- Shut up.

 

I'm not taking advice
from a walking purse.

 

Hey!

 

- Relax, Crocker.

 

If we wanted to kill you,
this would be over already.

 

- How'd you find the barn?

 

- We had every member
of the guard looking for it.

 

Now where is Parker?

 

- She's inside.
- Did I say you could speak?

 

- She's already gone in.

 

Good.

 

- Think we're gonna
wait here with you.

 

Make sure Audrey's
still in there when it leaves.

 

- If any of you
come for this gun,

 

I'll separate at least
three of you from your troubles

 

before anyone touches me.

 

- This isn't about you, Duke.

 

When this is over,
we can all just walk away.

 

- Hell hath no fury,
eh, Jordan?

 

- I'm not here
because of Nathan.

 

- Right.

 

- When that barn disappears,
my trouble goes with it.

 

I'll be able to touch people,
be touched.

 

I just want
to be normal again, Duke.

 

I'd think you'd want it too.

 

- He'd rather have Audrey.

 

- I told you, shut up!

 

- Both you and Nathan...

 

In love with a woman
neither of you can have.

 

It's almost... sad.

 

- He's your son, isn't he?

 

- Our son.

 

- Why didn't you tell me?

 

- Not exactly sure

 

how that conversation
would have gone.

 

I guess it was
a way to be with you.

 

I know that...

 

That sounds crazy.

 

- No.

 

It doesn't.

 

Part of me's glad.

 

At least this way,
if I do disappear,

 

I have some proof
that I existed.

 

- You are not disappearing.

 

Not this time.

 

- What did James tell you?

 

- James thinks
he's the answer.

 

He thinks...

 

That somehow killing him
ends the troubles.

 

We need to find James.

 

Figure out
what really happened to him.

 

- Howard?

 

I know you're hiding somewhere.
I know you can hear me.

 

I'm not making my choice
until you show me my son.

 

- Okay.

 

He's right there.

 

- Oh...

 

James.

 

It's so good
to finally meet you.

 

- Where's Arla?
I want to see her.

 

- James, there are things
about Arla that you do not know.

 

- I want to talk to Arla!

 

- James.

 

- James, stop.

 

- Ah...
Okay, that hurt.

 

- You want to see Arla?

 

All right.

 

I'll go bring her to you.

 

- Oh!

 

Really, Vince?

 

Oh, no.

 

- They're just tranquilizers.

 

I don't want to hurt him,

 

but I can't
let him stop Audrey.

 

- He wants Audrey
to go back into the barn.

 

- Because I want
the troubles to end.

 

I want this to end!

 

- Nobody wants the troubles
to end more than I do.

 

My little girl died
because of them,

 

but this can't keep happening
over and over.

 

- Vincent, what if Audrey
can find a way to change things?

 

- We tried before.

 

- Doesn't mean
we can't try again!

 

- Vince.

 

Look, get outta here
before you get hurt.

 

- Take the men and go.

 

- But...

 

- Guns are not gonna
solve this, kirk.

 

Go home.

 

- Yes, sir.

 

- What?

 

Why are you listening
to him?

 

- 'Cause he's the boss.

 

We're leaving.

 

- You're in the guard.

 

- They work for me.

 

Always have.

 

- That explains
a few things.

 

- Vince, please.

 

You're going to make sure
Audrey goes away, right?

 

- It'll be her choice.

 

- I've lost too much.

 

I won't let it all
be for nothing.

 

- Leave now, Jordan.

 

- So, what does this mean
for us, Vince?

 

That tattoo...

 

- I'm not gonna
kill you, Duke.

 

- I appreciate that.

 

- In fact, I'm the reason
the others never went after you.

 

And believe me,
they wanted to.

 

- James wants to see you.

 

- I thought he might.

 

James.

 

Hush, it's all right.

 

What? What's wrong?

 

- Troubles don't work
in here.

 

What happened to you?

 

- After you died, okay,
my trouble started.

 

And my skin fell off.

 

But I-I can live inside
the skin of other people.

 

- Tell him, Arla.

 

Tell him how many women
you murdered to get that skin.

 

- You murdered people?

 

That's how you're able
to look so young?

 

- Babe, I...
I did it for you.

 

- Don't touch me!

 

- I waited for you.

 

I killed for you.
I killed for us!

 

- You killed... what?
Oh, my God!

 

Aah!

 

- Ruined everything!
- No! No!

 

- Hey!

 

- This is your fault!

 

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

 

Just get her out of the barn,
it might bring her back to life.

 

James.
James, it's gonna be all right.

 

The barn saved you last time.

 

It'll fix you again.

 

- Arla lied.

 

- Yeah.

 

- You didn't kill me.

 

- No. Why would...
Why would I want to kill you?

 

- 'Cause then the troubles...

 

But then I guess
that didn't happen, did it?

 

- Why would killing you...
Why would that end the troubles?

 

- Because you loved me.

 

L-Lucy said that killing
someone she loved

 

was the only way
to end the troubles.

 

Not... not just for 27 years,
but forever.

 

Haven would be
a true Haven again.

 

- What?

 

- But you're not Lucy anymore.

 

We just met,
so you don't love me.

 

- Hey...

 

- Who do you love, Audrey?

 

- Ready to go?

 

- Why?

 

- That meteor storm is about to
pound Haven from the face...

 

- I'm not talking
about the meteor storm.

 

I'm talking about me.

 

My choices.

 

Where's James?

 

- Healing.
That's what you wanted.

 

- No, I want him
to have a life.

 

The life that I can't have.

 

- That's impossible.

 

He belongs here now,
like his mother.

 

- Why?
Why do I belong here?

 

- Think of the barn
as an amplifier for you.

 

When you're in it, your energy
keeps the troubles at bay.

 

But after 27 years,

 

that energy
starts to run out.

 

Troubles start again.

 

So, you have to come out
and recharge.

 

- Recharge?

 

Recharge with what?

 

- Love.

 

It energizes you so you can
go back into the barn

 

and stop the troubles again.

 

- Am I even human?

 

- Audrey...

 

That's your problem.

 

You are very, very human.

 

- So, I'm...
I'm troubled then.

 

- No.

 

- Then why do I need to kill
the man I love to end all this?

 

Am I being punished?

 

- It does seem that way.

 

Yes.

 

- There's gotta be
another way.

 

- I'm sorry.

 

There are only
two ways this ends.

 

One stops the trouble
for 27 years, the other...

 

Forever.

 

We really should go now.

 

- Wait.

 

I need to say good-bye.

 

- What did James say?

 

- He was wrong.

 

Killing him...

 

It won't work.

 

Good-bye, Dwight.

 

I'm sorry about the mess.

 

- I got it.

 

- Audrey,

 

you don't have to go away.

 

There are other things
we can try.

 

- No, Dave.

 

Innocent people will not die
to keep me out of there.

 

- I thought this might
be easier this time, but...

 

It's not.

 

Bye, Audrey.

 

- Good-bye, Vince.

 

Duke...

 

You have always been
so good to me.

 

- It was easy.

 

It actually wasn't, but...

 

You know me.
I like the challenge.

 

- I'm sorry I won't
remember you when I come back.

 

Especially Colorado.

 

- Parker, if we...

 

No.

 

This is not good-bye.

 

Take me with you.
- No. Nathan?

 

Nathan, I won't be alone,
all right?

 

I'll be with our son.

 

- I am gonna die
before I let you go.

 

- I know.

 

Duke...
- Audrey!

 

- Make sure Nathan
does not follow me in.

 

Promise me.

 

- Audrey, don't do this.
- Promise me that, Duke.

 

- I promise, Audrey.

 

- Audrey, don't do this.

 

- 27 years, Nathan.

 

Then we'll get to do it
all over again.

 

Good-bye.

 

- We're not letting her
go in there.

 

- Yes, we are.

 

Listen.

 

She's trying to help
all these people.

 

She's trying
to help this town,

 

and it is her choice.

 

It's not yours.

 

It's not mine.

 

I hate it.

 

But it's still her choice.

 

- You're in love
with her too.

 

- Yeah.

 

- Then how can you
let her go?

 

Look at her.
Look at her!

 

- Audrey, stop!

 

- I thought it was made
fairly clear.

 

That won't work
on the barn.

 

- That was made clear.

 

What about hurting you?

 

- They're not stopping.

 

They're supposed to stop.

 

- Get her, Duke.

 

Go, save her.

 

- Audrey!

 

- Audrey.

 

Audrey!

 

Audrey!