All language subtitles for the_equalizer_s02e21_hand_and_glove

I'm not crazy. That man was in my room
last night. I saw him and I felt him.

She is a prisoner. They got her locked
away.

Peter!

Peter! You won't help her, then I will.

I think she should be institutionalized.

Deborah!

Deborah!

If you ever come back here, you'll go to
jail.

I'll come back.

Don't you worry.

Thanks.

Miss Wick, are you all right? I just had
that dream again.

No, please don't tell my uncle.

I knew you should take your sedative. I
will, I will, I will. Just don't tell

him, please. He thinks I'm crazy
already.

Here. Now, you're going to be all right.

You won't tell him now, will you?

I won't tell him.

Thank you.

Good night, Miss Whitten.

Hello, Scott. How are you?

Fine, fine.

Good. You're up very early for a
Saturday morning. Oh, yeah. Great being

early.

You all right?

Huh? Nothing wrong?

Oh, no.

Can I fix you a little breakfast?

You haven't eaten yet, have you? No, no.
No, I'm fine. I'm not hungry.

Ah, too bad.

Picked a mean omelet.

All right, come on. What's wrong?

Okay, um... Okay, um... I know how
you're always open to new.

I'm not going to like the sound of it.
No, just let me explain, okay? A woman

came into the club where I was playing
last night. I knew I wasn't going to

the sound of it. I'd seen her a few
times before, but this time she was

So I took her out for a cup of coffee,
and I found out she's in a lot of

trouble.

And you told her about me? Yeah. What
else was I going to do?

It's her first time in New York. She
doesn't have any money. God!

And she's pregnant.

And what's that got to do with me? No,
the guy who got her that way.

has been following her around, and he
says that he's going to beat her up if

doesn't come back to him.

She told you that, did she? Yeah, last
night.

Scott, please do tell me that is not
her. No, that's her. She's been waiting

outside. You're going to love her, Dad.
She's really nice.

Scott!

Come on.

Yeah. Okay.

Dad?

This is Shirley Gossett.

Shirley, this is my father, Robert
McCall.

It's very nice to meet you, Mr. McCall.

Your apartment is lovely.

Thank you, Miss Gossett.

Shirley, I told my dad a little bit
about what you told me last night at the

club. And if anyone can help you, he
can.

Well, I'm just so glad you've been
honest with him, Scott. I think this is

very mature decision.

Well, what are you talking about?

Well, you can't keep me in the closet
forever.

I'm sorry? Scott, hold on.

Excuse me, Miss Gossett. Would you
elaborate on that statement?

You mean you haven't told him?

Mr. McCall, you're... Well...

Your son is the father of my child.

I know the difference between what is a
dream and what is real.

I'm not crazy.

That man was in my room last night. I
saw him and I felt him.

Debra, you're very upset.

You didn't even call the police.

Dr. Spalding is on his way here right
now.

I need the police, not a psychiatrist.

Why won't you listen to me?

That man was in my room last night. He
touched me.

Uncle Kenneth, please.

You've been through a terrifying ordeal.

It takes time to get over things like
this.

Now you just think about it for a
minute.

If that person was real, then why did he
just come into your room, put his hand

over your mouth and then leave?

I don't know.

But I do know he is coming back and he
is going to kill me just like he killed

my father.

The police shot him the night of the
murder.

You know that.

Dad?

Oh, Ken.

Come on in.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt,
but I'm leaving for the airport. No,

we're finishing up here.

Why don't you say goodbye to your cousin
and I'll see you down at the car.

Deborah, I've got some business to
attend to, but we'll talk some more at

Peter's bringing the car.

Only got a couple of minutes. Oh, Ken,
please don't go.

You are the only person who listens to
me.

That man was really in my room last
night.

The one in the nightmare? Yes, he
touched me.

You don't believe me, do you?

I believe in you.

What am I going to do without you?

It's only for three weeks.

I've been training for this triathlon
for a whole year. No, I want you to go,

really, I do. And I want you to win.

Win? I'll be lucky if I finish.

That Hawaiian course is hell. No, you're
going to win. You're going to beat them

all.

Come on.

Hey, did you ever get hold of that
friend of yours from Strasbourg?

I completely forgot. He's coming over
here this morning.

You see, just like that, I get replaced.

Never. Thanks.

I think you're going to be fine.

And I'll call as soon as I've landed in
Hawaii, just to make sure. Okay, well,

have a safe flight.

Dad, I swear, the only thing I ever
shared with that woman is a cup of

You've got to believe me.

Oh, I do, I do.

I was just thinking, when this is all
settled, you and I are going to have a

very serious conversation. Okay, okay.

But, Dad, what do we do now?

Do you think she wants money?

Well, how else is she going to mend her
broken heart? I'll tell you something

else that's definite.

What? She's not going to be alone.

What do you mean? She's a shark.

Female con artist.

Female con artists always have a
bodyguard.

This is a nightmare.

Mind you, there is one thing that a
shark respects.

What's that?

A bigger shark.

We're going back inside, and don't you
say a word, Scott. Not one single word.

Well, Miss Gossett, we really have
arrived at a most amusing situation.

What do you mean?

Two massive liars have collided.

You don't believe me? Oh, yes, yes, I
do. I believe every word, every single

word. Anyway, Scott has admitted the
whole sordid affair.

Tell me all about it. Nasty little
steamy meetings in dirty little hotels.

Oh, see, the whole thing is absolutely
disgusting. I don't know why you two

young people didn't come to me before.

Scott, don't you think it is time that
we told this young woman the truth?

Wait a minute, I don't understand.

Don't worry, sweetheart, you will.
Scott, sit down.

You see, he is not my son any more than
you are his mistress.

What do you mean he's not your son?

You're lying.

No. You see, we have a business
arrangement here, aye?

We are international distributors of an
age -old product.

Young women.

He collects them for me.

What?

Usually on a Saturday morning.

Now, if it got it, where would you like
your child to be born?

Paraguay?

Saudi Arabia?

You see, we're going to get a very, very
good price for you, sweetheart.

After all, it's two for the price of
one, isn't it? You get away from me.

Arabia of you, sweetheart. I really do.
I can just see you now, out there in the

middle of a beautiful desert in a hot,
hot harem.

Sweetheart, you have precisely ten
seconds to get out of this building, and

don't you ever, ever come back.

Unit, sir!

How was I supposed to know?

Where do you think you're going?

Scott, I think it is now time that you
and I have this little conversation.

Oh, Dad, can we postpone that for
another time?

I have an appointment with an old
friend, and I'm late already.

I really appreciate how you handled
that. That was great.

I'll let myself out the back way.

Confronting the past is part of the
healing process.

Next time, you'll try to take control of
that nightmare. No, I can't do that.

I can't.

I'm going to strengthen your sedative.
Right now, what I want you to do is go

back and take a nice long rest, okay?

Dr. Spalding, you have to understand
that that man who was in my nightmare,

was in my room last night. He touched
me.

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Good work.

Get some rest.

any answers, Mr. Whitten.

She's getting worse, isn't she?

She still believes that man is alive.

Well, delusions can appear to be quite
real.

I think it might be a good idea if we
were to find Deborah another place to

for a while.

I thought you said that you didn't want
to do that. I didn't. I wanted her to

confront her past here in the house
where it all happened.

But it's not working.

Well, I'm sure I can arrange a move.

It might be better. Gotta get out of
here.

Is there a chance that Deborah might
have to be institutionalized?

Well, let's just say it's a possibility.

Are you okay?

Scott, thank God you're here.

What's the matter? We have to get out of
here quickly.

What?

There's a man inside that building who's
trying to kill me.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

Please, we have to hurry.

Okay.

Watch yourself.

Everything just kind of fell apart.

I thought of going back to school in
Strasbourg, but I gave that up.

We studied under the same teacher.

Ever the fine violinist? Not anymore.

I understand your uncle is the only
family you have left.

No, I have my cousin Ken.

But he's on his way to Hawaii to be in
the Iron Man triathlon.

The what?

The Iron Man.

Doesn't matter.

Scott, could we have a word in private?
Sure.

Do you mind, Miss Whitten?

No, no, don't. Thanks.

Scott, I know she's your friend, and you
would like to help her.

Nevertheless, her uncle is wealthy
enough to give her all the real help she

needs. Weren't you listening in there?

She is a prisoner. They got her locked
away.

The best and safest thing you can do to
help that girl...

is to take her home immediately.

Fine. You won't help her, then I will.

You can just sit in this apartment and
listen to weirdos on your answering

machine all day.

That is a friend of mine.

And I'm not going to let her down.

Do you think the day will ever come when
you and I...

can communicate with each other without
drawing blood.

Maybe.

Yeah, maybe.

All right.

If you feel that strongly about the
girl, I'll tell you what I'll do. I will

this far.

We will take her home.

And once we are there, I will try to
find out all there is to find out.

All right?

I do appreciate your bringing my niece
home, Mr. McCormack.

We were worried sick about her.

Well, I apologize for the inconvenience.

I'm afraid my son is rather
inexperienced, and I think he was

overwhelmed.

Deborah overwhelms us all.

She was telling me some story about
being attacked in the middle of the

It's a fantasy.

We've had a very hard time here this
past six months. Deborah had a breakdown

four years ago when her mother died, but
it's nothing compared to this.

Scott was telling me that she wasn't in
a wheelchair in France.

Was she injured during the attack on her
father?

Well, yes, she was thrown down a
staircase.

But that isn't the cause of her problem.

The doctor says she should be walking.
Her paralysis is not physical. It's

psychological.

Ah.

Well, we do sympathize.

Perhaps Scott could visit her when the
situation is more conducive.

I'd appreciate that very much.

Scott, shall we go?

Goodbye.

Hello, Debra.

Hi. Hi.

Your uncle and I have had a talk.

Scott will be able to visit you very
soon.

You have not seen the last of us.

Young lady, you'll get well soon, won't
you?

Is that all?

Yes, for now.

Rachel will help Deborah get ready for
dinner while I feed Mr. McCall and his

son. Don't worry.

Thank you. Bye -bye.

You hardly asked him anything.

Scott, I asked him what I wanted to
know.

Get in the car.

She thinks we sold her down the river. I
can see it in her eyes. Get in the car.

You know, Scott, that girl may well turn
out to be mentally unbalanced.

If she does, there's nothing that you or
I can do to help her. You do know that,

don't you? No, I'll never believe that.

The way he talked about her, you'd think
she'd been out of her mind for years.

It's just not true. I know her. That's
an emotional response, Scott.

What we have to have is hard evidence.

Okay, so how do we get evidence?

Well, you're going to take a train to
Manhattan.

There's a pad down there with a pen.

Take these names.

Henry Baxter, judge of probate court.

George Homestead, planning commissioner.

Now, Baxter will be able to get hold of
a copy of her father's will.

I want to find out exactly what the
terms and conditions of that request

Homestead, he has access to all
architectural drawings of every building

accounting.

I want the original blueprints of the
Whitman Manor.

Hey, that's not bad.

That's not bad at all.

Thank you, Scott. I'm glad you approve.

You're welcome.

Scott.

My pen, please.

I've lost them like that before.

Oh, wait.

Here you go.

Thank you. I'll get you one for your
birthday.

about the doctor's orders. And I don't
want to take any more of those

They give me a hangover in the morning.
I have strict instructions from your

uncle and Dr.

Spalding.

What the hell with both of them?

All they want to do is run my life.

Miss Whitten, please.

I'll be here in a second.

I want to read a little bit before the
medicine starts to take effect.

All right.

Thank you.

Good night, Miss Whitten.

Good night, Rachel.

You have no right to break into my home
like a common thief.

If that's how you feel, why don't you
call the police?

That's exactly what I intend to do.

And when they arrive, I shall tell them
exactly what's going on in this house.

What are you talking about? I'm talking
about a young girl who's being attacked,

whose guardian apparently doesn't even
bother to protect her. You're a con man.

You double -talk your way into people's
lives.

Police. One moment, officer. One moment,
please.

You're a parasite, McCall.

This is Kenneth Whitten. I think I have
an intruder here.

I'm going to have you arrested.

Really? You don't seem too anxious to
talk to them. Why don't you let me have

them? No.

You're behaving like a man who's got
something to hide. I want you out of

house now. Go on, get out.

If you ever come back here, you'll go to
jail.

I'll come back.

Don't you worry.

Sorry about the delay.

It appears that it was all a mistake.

Are you sure?

Yeah, the situation is being resolved.

Okay.

Where are they taking me?

Ask your uncle.

Rachel, they're taking me to an
institution, aren't they?

Aren't they?

Please, don't ask me any more questions.

I'm not going to let them.

They won't get away with it.

What? Leave me alone, Rachel. Get away
from me.

you doing up there? I'll tell you when
you come up here.

Come on, I want to see what you've got.

Please don't make me go to that house.

Deborah, you're being irrational.

Why can't I stay here? Why do I have to
go there?

Because it's not working.

It's not helping you.

The man is going to follow me there.
He's going to kill me.

Oh, Deborah, please.

I want to see Mr. McCall. No, he's gone.

And he won't be back. Why did you hire
him without my consent?

The man's a charlatan. He is not.

He understands that I am telling the
truth.

He believes anything for a price.

It was not a dream.

The bed is old and simply gave way.

I'm sorry, Deborah.

My decision is final.

I would be all alone over there.

I don't want to be alone.

It's just another one of our houses.

Rachel, we'll go with you. I've made the
arrangements. You leave tonight.

I'll check up on you later.

Your friend Homestead dug back almost
100 years to find the blueprints.

And it's just that this will is being
probated, right? Yeah.

In less than two weeks, she inherits $50
million.

A lot of people would kill for less.

Well, it wouldn't do them any good here,
because according to this, if she dies

within five years, it all goes to
charity.

So what's the motive?

Oh, now, here's an interesting clause.

If for any reason Deborah is proven
mentally incompetent, the entire estate

be placed in trust for her... under the
control of her uncle.

You mean the guy isn't trying to kill
her at all? You're pointless, weren't

Yeah. All he has to do to steal her
fortune is to drive her insane.

Hey.

They're taking her somewhere.

destination. Stay and observe.

Don't do anything else. Just observe.
You take my car. Here are the keys.

I'll telephone you.

Find out what the location is and I'll
join you.

I need your keys.

You're going to drive my car? Yes, I'm
going to drive your car. I just don't

you in my car.

Thank you.

Let's see. Give me the blueprints.

Where are you going?

I'm going to take a little stroll in the
woods.

With blueprints.

That's logical. Yeah.

Hello, Dr. Spalding, this is Kenneth
Whitten. I'm sorry to trouble you so

Is it about Deborah?

Yes.

Yes, I'm afraid we've, uh... We've had a
problem with Deborah.

Look, I took your advice. I moved her to
the other house. I did think that

getting her out of the place where her
father died might help, but she hasn't

responded very well. I know.

He's been through a lot. Sure, sure.

Doctor, I've come to a decision.

I think she should be institutionalized.

Maybe we should wait.

No, I don't think waiting would do any
good. She's only getting worse.

Well, would you please initiate the
paperwork tomorrow morning?

All right. Thank you.

I wish I didn't have to come to this.

Scott?

Rachel?

Rachel?

Thank you.

Take that stupid mask off. McCall!

McCall!

Oh, my God.

Where's my niece?

She... She's quite safe.

This is your son.

They're quite safe now.

Nothing is over.

For you.

Ken.

Why?

Why?

We don't have anything.

He would have had control over us.

For money.

Alone.

You know, your father's an incredible
man, Scott.

I will never forget when he came through
that window.

Yeah, well, he'd be a little more
incredible if he'd wear his bulletproof

once in a while.

I still can't believe that it was Ken.

He must have been in that room listening
to every psychiatric session I had in

the hidden room just so that he could
terrify me.

He was my best friend growing up.

Yeah, well, you could be glad he dropped
that triathlon pin and my father found

it. Hey, after that, his show was over.

Quick call to Hawaii, where he never
showed up. And went to your uncle to get

him to the scene.

Piece of cake.

Brilliant deduction.

Especially since you spent most of your
time unconscious on the floor.

Just pulling a little shoe -level
surveillance, Dad. Oh, I see. That was

What do you think they were going to do
with us? East River, probably.

Salt and pepper.

Cut.

Remove the glove.

Thank you.

I would just like to thank both of you
for everything that you've done for me.

Our pleasure.

Just tell me something.

When are you going to get out of that
wheelchair?

Well, the doctor says that I'm making
progress already. I've taken the first

step. I know it's all in my head. All
right.

Scott, can you assist me? Sure.

Oh, Dad, can we talk in the other room
for a minute? Ah, don't touch the

shoulder, Scott. Sorry.

Can we talk in the other room? I'm just
about to have a bagel. I know. They're

not going anywhere. Deborah, will you
excuse us for one minute, please?

Sure. Here, sir. Thanks. The shoulder!

Sorry.

Excuse me.

What is it? What was it?

Oh, I hate to mention this, Dad, but,
you know, I did do a lot of work to help

break this thing open.

You were a certain assistant, yes. And
on top of that, you wouldn't even have

taken this case.

Well, now that is for sure.

Yeah, yeah. Since all of the above is
true, I thought, Dad, that I deserve

sort of, you know, commission.

You thought you what?

Now, lad, just know what you give the
other guys. Mickey, Jimmy, those guys

you hire them.

I cannot believe what I'm hearing.

I cannot believe it.

I took this case, as you call it, as a
personal favor to you because this young

lady is your friend.

I get myself shot.

I nearly break my damn neck falling over
banisters.

And you are asking me for money?

What, you don't think my work was
valuable? That's not the point.

Well, if it's a problem, just forget it.
It's a problem. I've forgotten it. You

know, Dad, I really like working with
you. We ought to do this more often. In

fact, I'm going to bring you a new
client every Saturday.

Scott, you wouldn't do that.

Try me.

How much do you want?