All language subtitles for the_equalizer_s03e03_suspicion_of_innocence

Joe, no!

They're after me. They say that I killed
her.

Davey Baylor is mentally retarded. He's
not crazy. There is quite a difference,

you know. I never should have let him
have that apartment. I should have kept

him to come. I'll get you out of here. I
promise you. What is the charge?

Murder in the second degree.

He doesn't understand.

Stay out of the way.

Help me.

Quick time, baby.

Hey, Will.

Look, I've got eight of them. I'm
impressed.

It's ten after six. We're not getting
paid overtime, amigo.

Mr. Zavitz told me to price these right
away.

Zavitz.

Hey, Will.

Next time, I'm gonna get ten.

Right, Chief.

Davey. Hey, it's Julio's retirement
party. Did you forget?

No, Cheryl.

I didn't get an invitation.

Nobody got an invitation, silly. It was
all word of mouth.

Word of mouth.

I didn't get that neither.

Come on.

For he's a jolly good fellow.

For he's a jolly good fellow.

For he's a jolly good fellow.

Which nobody can deny.

Which nobody can deny Which nobody can
deny For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a
jolly good fellow

Wake up, Cheryl.

Don't worry, Cheryl.

Everything is gonna be okay.

Everything will be fine.

Just fine.

Just...

Oh, Davey. I need you to help me.

Davey, do you know what time it is?

It's around 5 a .m. But the police, they
think that I killed somebody.

What did you say?

The police, they're after me. They say
that I killed her.

Killed her?

Did you, Davey? Did you kill anyone,
Davey? No.

We're going to have to meet somewhere.

Somewhere safe.

Oh, Davey.

Thank you for coming, Mr.

Equalizer.

Davey, would you please do me a favor?
Would you not call me Mr.

Equalizer? My name is Robert. You know
that well enough.

Do you want to sit down, Robert?

No, thank you. Hey, you have a gun.

The police, they aimed their guns at me.

They were going to shoot me.

No one's going to shoot you, Davey.

Because you've got a friend here now.
Me.

Hey, is that your secret tree hut?

Uh -huh.

Only me and a couple of people at work
know about it.

I think that's a fine place.

But a great view. You can see half the
city from here.

Tell me something, Davey. Yeah?

Do you live with anyone now?

No. I moved out of my mom's six months
ago.

I sleep there a couple of nights a week.

Hey, you're not going to tell her, are
you? Oh, I think I have to do that,

you? No, because that's not why I
brought you up here, because if you tell

her, she's going to make me quit my job,
and I'll have to leave my place,

and I haven't had anybody over for
dinner.

Davy Baylor, don't you dare stamp your
foot at me.

Now, listen.

You call me at all times of the day and
night with all your problems.

I always answer. I'm always there. Well,
now you have a serious problem.

So now is not the time to throw a
tantrum. Certainly, Davy Baylor, not at

All right?

Now, your mother will be told.

And you have to accept that. And then we
can move on.

Okay.

All right, come on, David.

You tell me what happened to you last
night.

Okay.

I... I left work and I was walking down
the alley

and I heard Cheryl scream and I ran to
her and

she was hurt.

Bad!

And this man, he ran away.

Did you see the man?

No. Yes, I couldn't see his face, but...
Just Cheryl

lying there.

It was awful, Robert.

I'm sure it was, David.

Is there anything you can tell me about
this man?

No, nothing.

Did you see a weapon?

You mean like a gun?

Gun?

Knife?

No, none of them.

All right, after the man ran away, what
did you do?

I held her as tight as I could.

But she died.

I'll tell you what we're going to do,
Davey.

I'm going to take you to the police
station and I want you to tell the

exactly what you've told me.

No, they'll throw me in jail.

They won't, David. They won't, David.
They will believe you as I believe you.

Do you promise?

I promise.

Now, come on.

All right, David, let's try it again.

See if you can tell us what the killer
looked like.

I can't.

Lieutenant. Davy has already told you
three times that he didn't see the man's

face. It's rather convenient for him,
wouldn't you think?

Well, what I would say is that if you
continue in this vein, we shall just sit

here in complete silence until Davy's
lawyer and his guardian arrive.

Yeah.

Just trying to interview a witness,
McCall.

Not a suspect.

Results from latent printing.

Fingerprints on the murder weapon match
the ones on his lunchbox perfectly.

You mean it was found at the site?

Galvanized pipe.

The victim's blood on it.

I'd better get his lawyer, McCall. I'm
going to have to read him his rights.

All right, Davey.

Stand up.

You're under arrest.

Soon. I promise you. I promise before I
don't believe you anymore.

No! No!

Papa! I want that man protected in here.
In this precinct. I do not want him

moved to the tombs or put in a pen.

He's a murder suspect, McCall. He has to
go to the tombs. Oh, come on,

Lieutenant Kramer.

To start with, he didn't even have a
motive.

Well, there could be several. For one,
she was a very good -looking woman.

he felt he'd never get close to her, so
he flipped out.

Lieutenant, Davy Baylor is mentally
retarded.

He is not crazy.

And there is a great difference, you
know.

I'll be back.

Baylor, I'm Robert McCoy.

When we spoke, he assured me that there
would be no reason to worry.

How can they think that Davy could do
such a thing? I'm sorry, Mrs. Baylor,

at the moment they seem to have a great
deal of evidence against him.

I want to see my son. No, Mrs. Baylor,
you can't see him now. Only a lawyer can

see him until the arraignment.

Oh.

Oh.

I wish that his teachers from the center
were here and able to see this.

Always pushing me to mainstream, Davy. I
never should have let him have that

apartment. I should have kept him at
home.

You could hardly keep him at home
forever, Miss Bailey.

And what are you going to do, Lauren,
Mr. McCall?

I'm going to find out who killed that
girl.

So that your son is not convicted of the
crime. That's what I'm going to do.

In a case like Davy's, Mrs. Baylor, they
may want to keep him for observation.

I think he's crying. No, no, no. They
just want to see that he understands

what's happening so he can stand trial.

Davy's coming in now.

Try to look cheery, okay?

Mom!

All rise.

Court is in session.

Present the first case.

Arraignment number 2743.

People of the state of New York versus
David William Bailey.

What is the charge?

Murder in the second degree.

Uh -huh.

Counsel, do you waive a reading of the
warrant of arrest and the charges?

The defendant waives the reading.

District Attorney, do you wish to be
heard on bail?

Yes, Your Honor.

We do wish to be heard on bail.

Since the mandatory sentence was five,
fifteen years of life.

The mistake happened. It couldn't have
been managed without the support of

psychiatric examination.

Go, go, go!

This place isn't safe. Yes, it is.

Davey, you told me yourself that friends
from work know about this place.

Now, I want to take you somewhere where
the police won't find you.

No!

Davey! I don't trust you anymore!

Davey!

You have to trust me!

I'm the only one you can trust!

Don't move.

Lieutenant, nobody makes a fool out of
me.

Certainly not a boy like that.

I want him as much as you do now,
believe me.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

I'll call you when I find him.

As

I

told you before, you're going to do a
little play -acting here, Davy.

You see, I want you to relive that night
so that we can find the man.

I'm scared.

There's no need to be scared. Come on,
you and me together, we could take on

world, right?

Anyway, it's just the two of us here.

There she is, the ghost!

No, no, David, it's not a ghost.

Come here, David, look. Just look.

There's chalk.

You see, what the police had to do, they
had to draw an outline of her as she

was lying on the ground.

Remember when you were a child, I know
it happened to me, you'd take a pencil

and you'd draw the outline, trace around
your hand, remember?

On a piece of paper?

That's all that is.

Tracing, just talking.

Right?

Right, now what I want you to do is tell
me where you were standing that night

when you saw what you saw.

There. Over there?

Okay, you go there, all right?

It's all right. I'm here. You go there.

Now, Davy.

Now, this isn't going to be easy, Davy,
I know. But I want you to take your mind

back to that moment on that night, and I
want you to tell me exactly what you

saw.

Come on, David, don't be frightened. I'm
here.

We're here together. I'm here to protect
you.

Go on, Davy.

Tell me an exact detail. What can you
see?

Come on.

I see his feet.

His feet.

What's he wearing on his feet, Davy?

Shoes? Boots?

Sneakers? Boots.

Tan boots.

Go on, Davy.

Tell me. Tell me what you see. Tell me
in every detail what you see.

He's wearing pants.

Tan pants.

They have a stripe going down the leg.

Hey, just like mine. Just like mine at
work.

Just like all the shipping clerks wear.

Good man, baby.

Good man.

Counselor just broke up with his wife.

Why should that worry you? He's sleeping
on my couch.

You have got such good taste in safe
houses.

Always have.

Yes.

I've got a job for you. Place the usual
amount. I want you to run a name through

the system.

Who is it?

Young girl.

Killed yesterday.

Her name is Cheryl Johnson.

I want you to follow her paper trail.

And her wedding before...

Bad credit. Usual stuff.

And then when you found it, I want you
to come back here.

For dinner?

No, no, no.

I want you to look after a friend of
mine.

A boy called Davey Baylor.

The suspect in the murder?

He's innocent. He didn't do it.

He's a nice lad.

He's mentally retarded.

You want me to babysit this guy?

It's okay, Jimmy.

He's quite capable of looking after
himself.

Just want you to watch out for him,
that's all.

Robert, I don't know.

People like him make me uncomfortable.

Davey! McCall!

Davey!

Davey, I want you to meet a friend of
mine, Jimmy.

Hi, Davey Balor.

What's your name? Jimmy.

Jamie. Try and make him feel
comfortable, Jamie.

Come

here,

Mr. McCall.

How is he?

Oh, he's fine, Miss Bella.

He's really fine.

I want to see Davy.

Since his father died, he's all I've
got.

Would you like to come over here for a
minute?

Please.

See the two gentlemen in that car?
They're New York Police Department.

And they would love you to try and leave
here to see your son.

Well, how do you plan to?

Get back to him without being followed.

Mrs. Baylor, they are here specifically
to watch you.

If I discovered that I was being
followed, I wouldn't know it.

And I have certain ways of losing them.

Well, then why can't I go along with
you?

Because if you left here with me, they
would follow us.

And they'd call out the fleet, and that
is too risky.

Please.

I want to see my son.

Well, maybe there is a way.

Mrs. Bailey, you have living staff here,
don't you?

Thank you, Mr. McCall.

Two pair.

Flush.

Queen high.

What is this queen high flush thing? I
mean, are you a mechanic or what?

No, I never worked on cars.

I'm sorry.

Dave!

Davey!

Davey, your mother's come to see you.

Hi, Mom.

You want to play some five -card stunt?

Oh, Davey. Oh, my baby. Everything is
going to be okay.

I promise.

Jimmy. Hey, you know what I did?

What? I played cards. Found anything?

Cheryl. had a husband, an older husband.
A few weeks ago, his credit card placed

him in Duluth on business.

Meanwhile, her charge played stacking up
the bills at Chez Panisse, the Roxy,

and the Rivers End Motel in Connecticut.

So, Cheryl Jansen, you're having an
affair.

A jealous husband got to be your killer.

No, I doubt that.

You see, the man Davey saw was wearing a
shipping clutch.

He worked in the department store with
Davy?

Apparently.

And Cheryl Jansen?

I got a copy of that motel registry. The
fellow she was shacked up with goes by

the name of Will Rattigan.

Davy, do you know anybody called
Rattigan?

Will Rattigan?

Sure.

He's a friend of mine.

We work at the department store
together.

Mr. Rattigan?

Yeah. Mind if I join you?

Who are you?

I'm a friend of Davy Baylor's.

It's too bad about Davy. He was a buddy
of mine, too.

I never suspected he was... What?

Suspected what?

That he was capable of doing something
like that.

Oh, but he isn't, is he?

You think he's innocent?

Oh, yes, yes. I know he's innocent.

To start with, he had no motive. You, on
the other hand, were seen arguing with

Cheryl Jansen on that very evening,
weren't you?

What is this? What is this? Who are you,
man? Are you some kind of a cop?

No. Oh.

Oh, I get it.

Davy's mother hired you, didn't she?
Told you to nail somebody with this beef

her sicko son could run wild. Get out of
here.

Interesting use of the word beef.

Prison jargon, isn't it?

For a criminal charge.

Look at you.

Chair pressed against the wall, covering
your back like some paranoid inmate.

What are you saying, then?

You can always tell. You've been inside,
haven't you?

Why? No, no, no, let me guess.

You are the kind of man who, when having
a lover's quarrel,

Brutalizes her.

Even kills her.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, try this one, theory.

You wanted Carol Jantman to leave her
husband.

She wouldn't.

You couldn't stand it.

So you killed her.

How's that?

What are you doing with my cup?

Newspapers said that Davy's fingerprints
were the only ones found on the murder

weapon.

Oh, you can't always trust the
newspapers, Kat.

I know what you are, Mr. Rattigan.

All I have to do is prove it.

And I will.

That's right.

Run away.

Prove my point.

Dad, listen to me. I am talking about a
murder charge here.

If you didn't do it, you got nothing to
worry about.

No, no, I don't think you understand.

They're trying to make a scapegoat out
of me because they feel so sorry for

psycho idiot.

Dad, I was walking home alone when
Cheryl got killed.

Now, if the cops come looking for me,
what do I got?

A record for assault and no alibi.

You picked me up after work and you took
me home. Now, is that so hard?

You call that boy a psycho idiot?

Used to call him a friend. Used to go
over to his little hideout, drink a beer

with him now and then. I like that.

Thought maybe you were finally learning
something about compassion.

What the hell are you talking about?

Dave, he's a murderer.

Yes, he will.

What are you saying to me?

I used to pray for you, Will.

You could pray you'd grow up without my
disease.

But I should have done it just to get
the hell out.

Because watching me batter your mother
around, you'll learn things that no

prayer could ever erase.

You think I killed her?

Are you going to help me or not?

And throw making excuses for your will.

Don't blame me, Jimmy.

Davey's prescription has got to be
filled or he's in danger of losing his

equilibrium. Look, lady, it's not like
we're playing a full court game of

basketball here.

Let him sit around for a few days. When
things cool off, he can... Yeah, he

needs his medicine every six hours.

Now either you go get this prescription
filled or I'm gonna go myself.

All right.

But I am doing this under protest.

Don't go near those windows.

Of course not.

Mom, I never fall down.

What was that all about?

Come on, David. We're getting out of
here, okay? No, Mom.

Robert said to stay right here. I don't
care what Robert said. I am your mother,

and I am telling you, it is not safe
here. Now, I'm going to take you out of

city. Now, come on. Let's go.

No, Mom. David, come on.

of guts, you know that?

Coming in here and trying to play God
with me, with my son's life. Aren't you

the one who's trying to play God, Mr.
Rattigan, with Davy Baylor's life?

You really intend to sacrifice a man who
is innocent?

Have you had a son? I do have a son.

Could you turn him in?

If my son were trying to lay the blame
on an innocent man, which would mean

he would be free too.

possibly brutalize more young women,
yes, I would turn him in.

I would have to turn him in.

Please help me with this, Mr. Rattigan.

Tell me what you know. Give me any proof
you have.

Please.

saying your plane is leaving right now.

I said, come on.

Hey,

where is... Hey,

that is far away.

Don't worry about far away. It's safe.
That's what's important. No, Mom.

I'm running away again like a bad man.

Like I deserve to run.

Daisy, please.

Robert says that I'm a good man and I
shouldn't have to run anymore.

I don't want to go. Well, you have to
go. Do you hear me, Davey Baylor? You

to. Now, come on.

Computers are down. We will have to
check all the gates.

You'd better get to the boarding area.

I'll talk to Osmar. I need to get
Kennedy.

Robert.

All first class passengers and rows 35
and 47 to gate 42, please.

Where is he?

I don't know. He ran away from me.
Jimmy, stay with her.

I doubt we might have gone.

Yes, so do I.

Mr. Carl, I'm sorry. It is not me to
whom you should apologize, Mrs. Faber.

Hello, Mr. Ratner.

Why don't you put that weapon down
before things get worse for you?

Back off, man.

Back off.

You've got nothing on me.

But I do. An eyewitness, Davy Baylor.

I also have the boots that you were
wearing.

Spattered with the girl's blood.

You're lying.

Your father gave them to me.

Thank you.

Something. A piece of wood or a bar or
something.

I'm finding something, Davey. Come on.

Come on.

Right, now listen.

He's going to come down these stairs.

It's the only way he can come down.

The police, baby. It's the police.

No!

No, Dad!

Don't hurt me! Sandy, put the gun down.
Please!

Help! Help me, Robert!

Drop the gun.

Help me, Robert, please!

Throw your weapon. He doesn't
understand.

I'm an old, tired man, and I'm in pain.

Now, you are young, and you are strong,
and you have already won this battle,

baby, without a gun.

You've won it.

You're the kind of man who doesn't need
a gun.

Now, would you just give it to me,
please? Come on.

They're not going to hurt me?

You're not going to hurt him, are you,
Sergeant?

No, we won't hurt him. They're not going
to hurt you, dear.

Now, come on. Give me the gun, please.

Good night, Dave. Good night.

Say thank you to Robert.

Thank you, Robert.

Not at all.

It's all right.

Now, listen.

I want you two guys to come over to my
place for dinner Wednesday night, okay?

Right, right.

Cooking cheeseburger.

Oh, you're on.

Mom, you can come, too.

Oh, Mom, I know my own way home.

Come on, Irene, we'll take you home.

Jimmy, you drive.