The Whispers

But mommy got mad and said I couldn't play anymore.

I said it was an accident, but she didn't believe me.

If daddy was home, he would have listened,

but daddy's gone. Daddy's always gone.

Mommy says his job is very important.

He's a scientist. He looks at stuff.

I can't remember what now, but he said when I'm older

he'll show me the funny-looking buildings.

No, I can do it... I promise!

Amanda: Harper, time to get out of those wet clothes.

No, I don't want to! I'm still learning all the rules!

Who are you talking to?

A friend.

- What's your friend's name? - Drill.

That's an interesting name.

Do you think Drill would like to join us for lunch?

He said that would be very amenable to him.

"Amenable." Okay.

Uh, no running in the house, please.

- - I know but the game already started!

Hi, Liz!

- - Hello?

- Liz? -

Oh, no, I can hear you. No, just some interference.

Yeah.

So, Harper has a new friend.

He's what you might call imaginary.

I know. Adorable, right?

I wonder why some kids have them and others don't.

Yes!

I know.

I remember.

Yeah, he flew out this morning.

One of the reactors was having problems.

- - Oh, my God.

Harper? What happened?

I'm okay!

No.

Oh, yeah, just Harper playing.

Um, I got to go, Liz, okay?

I'll call you back later?

- Okay. -

Harper?

Time for lunch!

Not cool, Harper.

Harper?

This isn't funny! Where are you?!

I'm here! Hi, mommy!

You know you're not allowed up there without me!

It isn't safe!

I tried calling you, but you weren't listening.

You're always talking on the phone, mommy.

That's no excuse! Come down now!

No, you need to come up!

The game isn't over.

Harper!

Harper!

She's coming.

Harper.

Who are you talking to?

You know, Drill,

but you're not allowed to talk to him.

He says you're "it."

Well, tell him

I'm not in the mood to talk to him either.

Now let's go.

I already told you, mom.

- You never listen. -

Not until we finish the game.

"X" marks the spot.

You're supposed to step on it.

Why aren't you playing, mommy?

You don't want me to win?

Okay, okay.

I'll step on it, and then we go down, okay?

I did it! I did it!

Drill?

Where are you?

I won.

Mommy?

Mommy?

You can wake up now.

The game's over.

Mommy, wake up.

Please?

- Claire: Let's go, Henry! -

Whoo!

Woman: Yes! Run! Whoo!

Run, Henry, run!

- Whoo! -

- -

Oh.

This is Agent Bennigan.

Alex: Claire, it's Director Myers.

Hello, sir.

- Umpire: Strike one! - Oh, damn it.

- Hey, where are you? - I... I'm sorry.

I'm at my... My son's baseball game.

Oh, that's great. Well, look.

I know you're still on leave, but we just got a case.

A 6-year-old girl tried to kill her mother. Come on.

And all signs point to premeditation.

Strike two! Well... ohh.

Well, that's horrible,

but it sounds like it's something for the locals.

Well, as it turns out, the kid's dad

heads up the nuclear regulatory commission.

So by jurisdiction, the case turns over to us.

- Be a hitter now. Be a hitter. - National security.

Sir, with all due respect,

we both know that these cases, they're just a formality.

Any specialist can take it. Why are you calling me?

- Ball one! -

Claire, it's been three months.

I thought a case might do you good.

Okay. Okay, I'll be right in.

Great! Okay, I need you to get in here now.

- - Oh! Whoo!

- - Let's go! Make it home!

Hello? Hello? Okay.

Run, Henry!

Run!

Safe!

Yes! Safe! Safe!

Hey, hey!

Hey, you did it.

Yeah.

That was the office. They want me to come in.

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Yeah, I guess that's true.

And it's what your dad would have wanted.

I'll tell grammy to take you home, okay?

Umpire: Batter up.

But promise me something.

Hit another one for me.

- -

Alex: Thanks for coming in.

Hi.

Who won?

Oh, it isn't over yet.

Agent Rollins, this is our child specialist.

- Agent Bennigan. - Hello.

Your reputation precedes you.

Alex: The crime scene...

clear signs of tampering with the tree house.

Please sit.

Claire: You're telling me a 6-year-old did this by herself?

You know kids these days.

Probably learned it on the Internet.

Clearly you don't have kids, Agent Rollins.

Has she said anything?

We were waiting for your expertise.

You guys don't have a lot of time.

The grandmother has given us permission to question the girl,

but the dad's on his way back from a trip, so...

Let's get started.

Rollins, a word, please?

Sir.

I know there's some talk going around about Agent Bennigan.

I'm gonna take a guess and say

it's the same folks talking about you.

Two disciplinary actions will

- do that around here. - Sir...

and for God's sake, she just lost her husband.

So do me the courtesy of rising to the occasion

and doing your damn job,

because I assure you that's what she's gonna do.

- Do I make myself clear? - Loud and clear, sir.

Good. Go clear this case.

I want it off my desk. Minx: Mommy, look.

That was amazing, Minx!

Looks like those gymnastics classes are paying off.

Yeah, it does, doesn't it?

Wish I could say the same about Noah's piano lessons.

I totally caved in. I did the whole bribing thing.

Hey.

Is everything okay?

I'm sorry.

You were saying?

Lena, how are things going with you and Wes?

You know, we're still working through it.

The new job is helping.

He actually got called to Africa this morning.

What's he doing again?

He's with the defense department, special projects.

Hmm. Not really sure what he does,

but at least he's not around her anymore.

I know I shouldn't say this, but he's lucky you stayed.

I still love him.

Mr. Wes Lawrence, General Damba.

This is my assistant, Peter kim.

I have to admit, general, when you called this morning,

we weren't expecting a trip

- across the desert. - Yes.

I do apologize for the rush notice.