All language subtitles for S06E11 - Go Softly into Morning

I didn't have anything to drink at
Melanie's, Miss Grant. What's happening,

Logan? Introduce me to your bud.

It's time for you to go home, kid.

Keeping that eye wide open.

Help them with this incredible rage that
they're feeling.

It's time to go home. I wish this whole
day was a mistake, like it never

happened.

I sort of lost my cool.

Get out of my way, I'll call the cops.

There's a policeman on the phone and he
insists on talking to you immediately.

Well, fame costs.

And right here is where you start fame.

What?

When

I

came to the School of the Arts, I made a
vow.

Stay businesslike, Bob, I said to
myself. You get too involved with the

not a businessman. I'm a teacher.

I know more than their names. I have a
glimpse of their

dreams.

Then I have to take the bitter with the
sweet.

I have to feel the pain of their
tragedies as if they were my own.

When something like this happens to my
school, I...

I suffer along with the others.

Hey, Velasquez.

What's up?

You letting Danny take Nicole out?

Huh? Yeah, Mickey took them both home
from the party last night.

And they still ain't showed up here. Get
off it, man. Nicole and I are friends.

That's it.

Wait a minute. What are you saying? You
don't care? Is that it? Because I'd lay

that guy out.

Can you believe this guy?

I cannot realize this again.

This man has got to let up. No way. We
don't have enough time with him.

Forgive me, I forgot I was talking to
the next Bob Fosse.

We didn't tell anybody else, did you? Of
course not.

What's

happening,

Wolf? You gonna introduce me to your
dad?

How much did we have to drink?

Too much.

It was a great party, wasn't it?

I guess you had to have been there.

We were.

Well, they're already 30 minutes late.
They weren't in first period either.

is ridiculous. They could have at least
called the office. Right.

They knew we would have a technical
rehearsal today. Right. Can't depend on

these kids.

Right. This are you shining me on.

What are y 'all just standing...

Come on, Ian. We're going to get started
anyway. Everybody, come on. Vince, you

take Danny. I guess I'll get in the cold
spot. Get me her hat and her jacket,

somebody. Test out these lights. Get
these steps moving. Come on, Dale. Try

smoke.

Choose my footfall, brightened and
beautiful.

She threw a letter on my desk and made
like a mirage. She didn't even say au

revoir. The letter did, though. They're
going to shut the lid on your private

eye. Signed, Iris.

Nice name.

Nasty note.

The shadows on the street are following
you.

And the city heat is so intense it's
swallowing you.

Keeping that eye wide open.

Keep that eye, private eye, on you.

You run down, find out he's searching
for a stranger.

You know you better watch your step,
cause someone's always hip when you

Keepin' that eye wide open.

Keepin' that eye.

And it's a price to keep your mind
right. Listen to me.

This isn't like on TV.

Your vision could end if you're not
careful, my friend.

So be cool and keep those eyes back of
your head.

Because when you catch up with what
you're chasing, you'll never solve the

of your death.

Keeping that eye.

He was six foot two big and stupid, just
the way I like him. He was on the case

and I was flooding for the night.

Either way, he was next in line for the
big flick.

Yeah, he was dumb.

Just the way I like him.

Liddy, it's a great time. If you don't
have a class, you can help us paint.

Help you paint? That's it. I'm fed up.
I've had it, Paul. What? What? What is

this, a two -man show? Is this our
production?

Of course not.

Miss Grant, Paul.

Uh, the proofs are in.

I want you to take a look at them.

I hope you didn't invest too much of
that PTA money in this program.

Might not have any show at all. These
prima donnas don't get it together.

Mr. Derenforth, come quick.

What is it?

I don't know, but there's a policeman on
the phone and he insists on talking to

you immediately.

This is Mr. Derenforth.

Yes?

The thing that's nagging at me is I
never said how I felt.

You know?

You can know someone for a real long
time and think they're the greatest

but you don't say it.

I mean, you can even have a thing for
them or something, but you're too

embarrassed, so you keep it quiet.

Then it's too late.

Boys and girls, boys and girls, I have
some terrible news.

There's been a very bad accident.

Last night, while driving his parents'
car and apparently intoxicated,

Mickey Garth drove into a telephone
pole.

Both Mickey and Danny Amatullo have been
injured.

And I'm so sorry.

Nicole Chapman has been killed.

I got a feeling God was with her when it
happened.

Because they said she didn't suffer.

She didn't feel anything.

So God was watching over her then,
right?

I mean, he wouldn't let this happen for
nothing.

He must have had his reasons.

I sure don't know what they were, but...
I've always been taught to believe

that.

And I never wanted to believe that more
than I do now.

You think we can go see him now?

I'm sorry.

Not yet.

His friends are still here.

Thank you.

Ma, tell him to go home. They've been
waiting a long time, Danny.

So what?

They're suffering, too.

Tell him to go home.

He's never going to let us in.

I knew he'd want to talk to me. There's
got to be a mistake.

Yeah, I wish this whole day was a
mistake, like it never happened.

We don't have to see Mickey, do we?

What are you kidding?

He's already been released from here.

The police are holding him now.

In fact, I'm sure they're going to want
to talk to some of you, too.

I didn't have anything to drink at
Melanie's, Miss Grant. But there was

at the party, wasn't there? Just beer.
Just beer?

Well, was Danny drinking too? What
difference does it make now anyway?

dead.

Did you find him?

No.

Nobody's seen Jesse since we're... Did
you check his house?

Yeah. His landlady hasn't seen him since
he left for school this morning.

Then where is he?

I've been asking myself.

Could I do it? Do what?

Refuse to ride with my friend.

You know, after dinner, some wine,
amiable conversation.

Sure.

That's what you say.

But it would be humiliating.

My friend would be insulted. He would
deny that he was too drunk to drive. And

I'd have to be courageous and insist.

That's not courage, that's survival.

Did you feel that way when you were
young?

This kid should be a lot smarter than I
was.

Hi.

Hi.

Mr. Shirovsky, Mark Yapson.

Want me to write you a note?

Do you like talking?

We're talking.

You missed my rehearsal, too.

It's a good part. You could use the
work.

What for?

There's an agent who may stop by and
take a look.

And you really think I care about that
now?

I think you will care.

You're wrong.

We could get together after school, if
you'd rather.

No, thanks.

Hey, Jesse.

Hey, man.

Don't worry about me.

You know where to find me.

And reach up, two, three, four, and
over, six, seven, head to the knee,

and roll up.

Again, reach way up, two, three, four,
and over, six, seven, eight, head to the

knee, and roll up.

And reach up, two, okay, okay.

All right, Pete.

Look, I know what you're feeling.

I feel the same way, too.

But today is a new day.

You're still here, and I'm still here.

And regardless of what you think, we are
going to have class today.

So come on.

Put on that music, and let's pick up
this pace.

Right now.

No dancing.

Come on, Jesse.

It'll make you feel better.

No.

Look, I'm not asking you to celebrate.

I'm just asking you to go back to work.

You gotta go on.

You gotta keep moving, baby.

Maybe you do.

I never had kids.

It's not that I didn't want them. It
didn't happen, that's all.

So, uh, over the years I've been across
from the school, I'd hang out with some

of them.

They, uh, sit with their sodas and their
starry eyes, and I figure maybe a few

of them are gonna get what they're
after.

Not all of them, but a few.

And then, like a shot, they're out. They
go to college, they get a job on 7th

Avenue, they get out to the coast,
whatever.

Every once in a while, something like
this happens.

It never makes any sense.

16, 17 years old.

Who are you going to argue with?

Nicole was a swell kid.

She was good -hearted, talented, smart.

Damn it.

I'm sure you can understand my wanting
Mickey in another school.

Even for the few months until
graduation.

The police have released him to his
mother and me.

Until his case is heard in court, I want
him settled.

Of course.

I've enrolled him in Briarmont. It's a
private school.

Something I probably should have done in
the first place.

Some children just need more structure
than others.

Mr. Garth, I want you to understand that
in spite of what's happened, Mickey was

a good student here.

He was well -liked and talented.

This is a tragedy for your family as
well as ours.

Yes.

Well, I need a release so we can get his
things and we'll be on our way.

Hi, Danny.

Hey. How you doing?

Great. Want to class?

Hey, Danny.

Mickey. Mickey.

I'm sorry, son.

like to take a few minutes to talk about
the terrible thing that has happened to

us.

I think we need a moment together to
reflect on Nicole Chapman's death

and to share the feelings we certainly
have in common at this time.

Sometimes facing the grief head on helps
us to get beyond it.

I'd like to remind you that your
teachers here can be of enormous

And Mrs. Keeson, our psychologist, has
an open door and a very open heart.

If you need help in dealing with your
feelings, please seek

us out.

And now, let's share a moment of silence
together.

Time passes like a dream Moments come
and go

I see your face in a quiet storm Call
your name,

there's no answer Tell me you can hear
me Say that you can

hear me If only you can hear me

Seems like only yesterday we laughed, we
talked.

Tell me you can hear me.

Say that you can hear me.

If only you can hear me.

If I could have anything, I'd wish for
this, my

friend, to turn back.

To change what is bad, the memory of you

will always last.

Tell me you can hear me.

Say that you can hear me.

If only you can hear me.

If I could have anything, I'd win.

To turn the...

Any of us.

And it's so ironic that it should be
Nicole.

I mean, she was not a doper.

She never drank.

I don't even think she knew how to drive
a car.

I've got a lot of friends who get
wasted.

And they all have their reasons.

But not Nicole.

Or never Nicole.

But she did get into the car, didn't
she?

And she knew that he'd been drinking.

Males and females, 18 to 24, must sing,
dance and act.

Three o 'clock Tuesday, Broadhurst
Theatre.

Hey, I'm not in the mood for any
audition.

Chris, we gotta go.

We both do.

Can you sit down?

I've got to talk to you guys.

I'll tell you what happened.

Look, I know you hate me.

Right? What do you want to decide?

Do you think I'm in for it to happen?

It was snowing. I wasn't speeding or
anything. I just couldn't make the turn.

And, uh...

Nicole, who was sitting in the middle.
Nick.

No details, all right?

No, I gotta tell somebody.

Well, not me.

Look, doesn't anybody want to hear my
side?

Look, I had a few beers, but I swear to
God, it didn't affect my driving.

You do hate me.

You were my friend. What am I supposed
to do now?

Vicky, don't push it, all right?

You don't know what it feels like.

I want to know what's going to happen to
Mickey Garth.

Garth?

The guy who murdered Nicole Chapman. Oh,
wait.

It's your case.

Sunday night, on Alway Road.

Oh.

Well, that's not a murder investigation,
son.

That's an involuntary manslaughter.

But he was drunk.

That's under investigation.

So then it will be murder.

No. Then it'll be involuntary
manslaughter.

So what happens to him?

I don't know yet.

Well, what do you usually do?

Well, first he's going to have a
hearing.

He's 18, isn't he? Yeah.

Any other convictions?

No.

You're not going to like my answer.

Probation. So what, he'll get off?

My mom thinks it would be a good idea if
I go see a shrink for a while.

I think I'm going to do that.

Because I'm having nightmares a lot and
headaches.

See, Nicole's my friend.

We argued every now and then, but that's
just because we had different styles.

I must have seemed pretty weird to her.

I mean, there she was, following all the
rules.

Hitting the books every night,
practicing the piano.

She always did what was expected of her,
and here I am.

Trying not to believe in any rules and
surprising even myself most of the time.

But it never affected our friendship.

We liked each other so much.

I guess the worst part of it is it's so
final.

I just can't believe I'll never see her
again.

From Nicole's locker?

Yeah, I've got it sorted out.

You want me to take those over to the
book room?

No, thanks.

She still had this.

Now she won first prize at the state
music fair.

She was very disappointed.

She wanted second.

Whatever for?

Second prize winner didn't have to take
this mug.

Mr. Gernforth can't find the attendance
forms.

Right -hand file cabinet, third drawer.

What? Nicole, is that... Where were
they? Right in her locker.

Are you kidding me?

She usually kept them in the makeup
room.

It was really cold in there, and so
she'd wear them up until the last

I remember this one time.

She totally forgot about him, right? So
she went out on stage in the pink tights

and the long rhinestone earrings and
these big, huge, fuzzy elephants on her

feet.

It was really... It's Danny's hat.

Would you like to return it to him?

Sure, yeah.

I didn't file for a tour.

Here's your hat.

It was in Nicole's locker.

You can keep it. I don't want it.

Come on, Danny. It's better on you than
it did on her.

Her ears stuck out.

What are you doing?

I got this picture of her at home, and
she used to pull it way down over her

eyes, and she looked so dorky.

Come on, I know you remember.

Cut it out.

Why are you laughing?

It's so funny.

And now, with a special treat to all my
School of the Arts listeners and the

Metropolitan 8 Block area, dedicated to
the Blue Lady herself, here's This Time.

That was the voice of Nicole Chapman.

This is Jesse Velasquez sitting in for
Ian Ware on WSOA in a special program

dedicated to the one and only Mickey
Garland.

Jesse!

Jesse!

Ian, what happened?

He came in, he pulled me out of the
chair, he ripped the headphones off my

Nah, he lost it.

Jesse! Jesse, open up! Jesse, you can't
do this!

Jesse!

Did you like that sound, Mickey?

Why don't you call in and we'll talk
about it? I'd love to hear from you.

555 -1814.

You got that?

555.

Maybe you can brag to me about how macho
you are and about chugging.

I'd like to hear you tell me how many
beers you can put away. You know, like

did on Sunday night, how tough you are.
All right.

Everyone who's not directly involved
out.

Shoot. Go on. Shoot.

Call in and tell us how you can kill one
of your friends and walk away from it.

Let's hear from Nicole Chapman again.

This time, a song she performed to a
standing ovation in the School of the

production of.

City streets.

Listen close, Mickey.

That's it.

You seem to like the show.

What are you doing, Jesse?

I was listening to Nicole.

Thought the kids might like it.

It's all right.

It's all right, babe.

I sort of lost my cool.

Jess, forget it, man. Stay out of it.

I want to know what you're doing.

I'm going to kill him.

Make you go, it's a dead man.

I'm glad everyone thinks I'm so strong.

Someone has to be.

But I've been a teacher at the school
for him.

Seven years now, and this is the first
time I've ever lost one of my kids.

And I'm just barely holding it together.

You have to do something. I've already
been making inquiries. Inquiries are not

enough, Bob.

S .A .D .D., Students Against Driving
Drunk. I want you to call them. Yes, I

will. Look, they'll send someone. They
help pull together students who are

through this kind of thing. They set up
meetings and networks and rallies.

Listen, at least it's a positive step, a
step in the right direction. Their

students can relate to our students and
help them with this incredible race that

they're feeling. Miss Grant, are you
finished? Yes, just read it. I've read

their material, Miss Grant. I've already
called them.

Good.

I'm here because I belong to Students
Against Driving Drunk.

And your friends here want to start a
chapter at this school.

And that would be great.

It could do a lot.

But I want to be straight with you.

It's not going to bring Nicole Chapman
back.

It won't make anyone stop drinking and
getting behind the wheel of a car.

You have to do that.

One by one.

My brother Lee was 17.

When he and his friends crashed at the
center divider on Expressway.

They were partying.

They killed themselves, a guy and his
wife in another car.

Afterwards, I felt a lot like you do
now.

Crying one day and the next pretending
nothing was wrong.

But mostly I was angry.

I had a right to be angry.

Not at the world, not at myself, but at
my brother.

Because he was stupid.

He thought he was more powerful than
death.

And nobody is.

Not Lee, not Nicole.

I've heard how special she was.

How bright and talented.

But she made one mistake you just can't
make.

She got into the car with a guy that was
drunk.

She wasn't smart enough to say, no,
let's call someone.

Let's walk.

Anything.

You don't have to be a genius to figure
that out.

The fact is, if we don't wise up,

There's going to be a few more people in
this classroom laying out there on that

expressway.

Life isn't forever because you're 16.

We all go to parties.

And sometimes it's beer and wine.

And usually there's one screw -up who
wants to be cool and drive himself home

and drive you home.

But you gotta be smarter than that.

Please.

There's nothing cool about being dead.

That's right.

You're waiting for him.

Forget about it. No.

No matter what you do, Jess, it's not
going to bring her back.

Get away from me.

I'm sticking right here.

Don't get in my way, man.

Wait a minute.

What do you want from me, Mickey?

Don't be scared. I just want you to be
my friend.

I can't. So leave me alone.

Let go of him. Not until you answer.

Please, stop it.

It's time for you to go home, kid.

It won't talk to me, Lou. Let it go.

You're asking the kids for something
they're not ready to give.

This one's on me.

But don't come around here for a while.

Stop punishing yourself this way, you
understand?

Don't do me any favors, Mr.

Mackey. The sandwich stunk, but I'm
going to pay for it anyway.

Don't worry.

I don't need you.

I don't need any of you.

What do you want?

You.

Get out of my way. I'll call the cops.

Jesse,

stop. Shut up, Amatulo. I told you to
stay out of my way. I'm not going to let

you hurt him, man.

You're not going to get away with it.
You think I wanted her to die. I don't

care what you wanted.

You bastard.

Jesse, don't.

Jesse, stop.

He's not the only one responsible.

What about me, huh?

I didn't stop it.

I didn't say a damn word.

I knew when I opened up the car door for
her.

It's my fault too, man.

You want to kill us? Kill us both.

I'm really gonna miss her.