All language subtitles for Pearson s01e08_English

- My mom was picked up
by ICE last night.

- Did you tell Jessica?
- I can't be a problem to her.

- Yoli, this is your mom.

- All those people
at the apartment

forced out of their homes--

I was too guilty to tell them
that I'm staying here.

- I wish I could go to that
conference with you next week.

- What, you're not going?

Come with me.

- People will wonder
why I'm there.

- What's going on, Nicky?
- It didn't go as planned.

He's dead.

- He's got you on tape, Nick!

- Aah!

- I have to go get Ickaris
for McGann.

- She's right.
He has you.

- You know I owe him.
- If he can do this,

it's more than owing--
what are you into, Bobby?

- You killed Tommy Diehl
for McGann, didn't you?

Running isn't going to solve
the problem.

Let me help you.

- I got conned
by the immigration lawyer.

- What do you mean "conned"?

- He just took my money,
and he never showed.

- Either you tell Jessica,
or I will.

- When I was a waitress
after college,

I made sure to put
a few dollars in a jar

after every shift,

no matter how much I made.

It took me so many shifts
to get that money.

He just took it.

[dramatic music]

♪

I'm so stupid.

♪

- It's not your fault.

And I'll make sure
you get that money back.

- It's not even
about the money.

I'm so mad at myself.

I was so wrapped up
in my own life

that I didn't even remember
she was going into ICE.

And I always remember.

She hugged me so tight,

and I didn't even
pick up on it.

- You couldn't have done
anything.

She was going in anyway.

- I could have told her that
the climate's different now.

I could have told her that
they're looking for reasons

to throw people
out of this country.

- And I'm sure she knew that.

Yoli...

you knowing she was going in

would not have prevented her
from being detained.

- I know.

- Am I that much of a monster
that you couldn't tell me?

- [chuckles]
No.

I've just been messing up
so much since I got here,

and...

I didn't--

- You didn't want to be
the source of any more drama.

- Yeah.
[chuckles]

And now look.

- First of all,
you haven't been messing up.

You've been a godsend.

And second,
this isn't drama, Yoli.

This is life.

And right now you need someone
who's on your side.

- I need someone
to bring my mom home.

Can you do that?

- I can't make any promises,

but the first thing we're gonna
do is find you a real lawyer.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

[phone ringing]

- Derrick Mayes.
- Hey, Derrick.

It's Stephanie Novak.

- Mrs. Novak, how are you?

- I'm well.
Hey, how's your mom?

- She's still talking

about that shepherd's pie
recipe you sent her.

- [chuckles]
Well, give her my regards.

Um, listen,
Bobby left in such a hurry.

I was thinking,
that speech on health care--

it's really important to him.

- Yeah, he actually wrote
that one himself.

It was pretty good,
I hate to say.

- He can write when he has to.
- Yeah, don't tell him that.

I don't want to lose
the little job security I have.

- [chuckles] Don't worry,
you're not going anywhere.

So is someone going to be

giving the speech
in Bobby's place?

And please, God,
don't say Lloyd.

I mean, he is the sweetest man,

but he will have
people sleeping

by the second paragraph.

- [laughs] I'm not sure
what the plan is on that,

but I can check in with Keri,
since she's the one going.

[light music playing]

- Keri's going?

Uh, when was that decided?

- A few weeks ago, I think.
I'm not really sure.

♪

Are you there?

- Sorry. Yeah, I'm--
I'm still here.

- Should I have her call you?
- No, that won't be necessary.

I'm sure that Miss Allen

has everything under control.

Um...

thank you so much, Derrick.

- No problem.

♪

[sighing]
Oh, Bobby.

[dramatic music]

[door slams]

♪

- You Nick?
- You got what I asked for?

♪

- Brand-new .38.

♪

You got the money?

♪

I was never here.

♪

[elevator bell dings]

- Whatever it is, save it.

I'm already late
for the airport.

- Bobby's not going.
- I know.

- You know?
When'd you find out?

- Last night.

He's, uh, going to Seattle
to wrap up the Ickaris deal.

- Yeah, that's what he said to
me, and I didn't buy it then.

- Where is the Wyatt brief?

Somebody has to file this
while I'm gone.

- Come on, Keri,
the press is gonna ask

why he's skipping
the conference

to wrap up a deal
he just said he wrapped up.

I need something.
- What do you want me to say?

You were right?
You were right.

- What is that
supposed to mean?

- It means that the CEO

thinks that Bobby stole
all the glory,

and now he's pissed because
we went public without him,

so they're trying to squeeze us
on the details.

- Might say I told you so,
but I guess you just did.

- Gloat much?

- By the way, I just spoke
with Stephanie Novak.

She's going with you.

- Where?
- Los Angeles.

She said she's feeling good,
and she wants to go.

I thought you liked her.

- I do.
- Okay. Then...

- Yeah, great.
Yeah, thanks for the heads-up.

[dramatic music]

♪

[cell phone vibrating]

- Aha. I see you still have
your New York number.

- [chuckles]
Don't get any ideas.

I'm happy where I am.

Did you get my message?
- Yeah, I did.

It turns out my friend Ivan
from Harvard

is the top immigration guy
at Sidley.

- And?
- He won't take it.

- Well, maybe Sidley's
too big for this.

- Well, that's the thing.

He checked
with three boutique firms,

and they all say
the same thing--it's a loser.

- They haven't even met
the woman.

- He said they don't have to.

Unless she's seeking asylum
or has some great story

to bring attention to the firm,

it's just not worth
their time, Jessica.

- Damn it.

- I thought you were
out of the pro bono business

since you took the job
with the mayor.

- I am.
This is for my new assistant.

Her mother's undocumented.

- You're a good woman,
Jessica Pearson.

- Uh-huh.
- I'm serious.

You always treated me like
family no matter what I did.

I just hope
this young woman realizes

how lucky she has it.

- Right now
she's not very lucky at all.

But thank you, Louis.

You're a good man.
- I miss you.

- I miss you, too.
- You do?

Can you just repeat that
so I can record it

and play it back for Harvey?
- Losing you.

- I said, can you just--
can you just repeat it

so I can play it--
Here, go ahead.

What--Jessica, what'd you say?
Jessica, what'd you say?

"I said I miss you, Louis."

All right, thanks, Jess.

- Bye, Louis.

♪

Have you seen Keri?

It's a legal question,
and it's time-sensitive.

- She's out.

Is this about Yoli's mother?
- So you know.

- I tried to convince her
to tell you,

but she kept saying
that she got this,

even after that scumbag lawyer
ripped her off.

- Well, here's your chance
to help.

- Give it to me.

- Find a way to get her story
in the press.

- Shit, that's not exactly
what I had--

- If it can happen to a Dreamer

working at City Hall,
it can happen to anyone.

Let's see a judge try
and deport her

while the whole city's
watching.

- I already went behind
Bobby's back once.

I can't do that again.

- No, I'll take the heat
from the mayor.

- No, it's not about me.

If it gets out
that the mayor's office

is playing favorites
in an immigration case,

my credibility,
Bobby's credibility--

it falls to zero.

Look, there's nothing more
I want to do than help Yoli,

but I can't cross that line.

- I respect that, but you know
I'm not going to stop trying.

- I wouldn't want you to.
- When does Keri get back?

- Wednesday. She's going to LA
with the First Lady.

- Excuse me?

- Yeah, Ickaris is blowing up.

Bobby had to go to Seattle.
He didn't tell you?

- No, this is the first
I'm hearing of it.

- Is everything okay
with Keri and Mrs. Novak?

- Of course it is.

I just don't like being
kept out of the loop.

Did you set up that lunch
with the Chamber of Commerce?

- Yeah, 12:30 at Brass Heart.
Was that okay?

I can switch it up
if it's too--

- Cancel it.
We're gonna see your mother.

- Now?

- You want action, don't you?
- Hell, yeah.

Yes. I mean, um,
thank you.

Are we gonna meet
the lawyer there?

- I'm your lawyer for now.

- I thought you weren't
a lawyer anymore.

- I'm not,
but all I have to do today

is take your mother
through the process

and let her know
what to expect.

- So what about her hearing
on Friday?

You can't represent her there.

- I have some calls
into a few clinics.

- "Clinics"? That's your idea
of a real lawyer?

Nuh-uh. No, no, no.
- Yoli.

- No, I'm going to make sure
she at least gets

a court-appointed defender
of some kind.

- Yoli.
- I'm not asking you to do it.

I'm gonna find one myself.
It's going to be fine.

- Yoli,
your mother's not a citizen.

She's not entitled to one.

♪

We're gonna get through this.

I promise.

- I thought
you didn't make promises.

- I'm changing my policy.

♪

- Mrs. Novak.

- So the rumors are true?
- Sorry?

- I heard you were also going
to the conference.

- Oh, yeah.

Last chance for some color
before winter.

- Please, look at me.

I will definitely be
the palest person there.

- Here, let me help you.
- No, no, no.

I got it.

Excuse me.
- Sure.

[man speaking indistinctly
over PA]

[baby cries]

- I hope I'm not intruding.

Bobby asked me to deliver
his speech.

- Oh, no, not at all.

I'm--Public speaking
is not my thing, so I'm glad.

- [chuckles]
Well...

I hope you're not
too bored, then.

- No, I have a lot of business
to attend to.

There's actually a panel
for City Attorneys.

- Oh, good. I was worried
that you were just coming along

to fill in for the mayor.

- Nope.
Like I said, lots to do.

- Oh, good.

- Fasten your seat belts,
please.

- Oh, yeah, can I give you...

Thank you.

You know, I was thinking about
it on the way over here...

what little time you and I
have spent together.

I mean, you've been with
my husband for how many years?

- Almost two.
- Oh.

This is long overdue, then.

♪

[man shouts indistinctly]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[door buzzes, opens]

- Mami.
- [speaking Spanish]

- Yes, this is my boss,
Jessica Pearson.

- Hi.

- You're the famous
Ms. Pearson.

Thank you so much
for taking care of my Yoli.

- It's your daughter
who's taking care of me.

- That's very sweet.

A-are you also a lawyer?

- Oh, she used to be.
- It's a long story.

But the bottom line is,
is that I'll be able

to petition the court
on your behalf.

You'll have an actual attorney
for your hearing.

- Yes, you're going to have
an excellent lawyer,

so don't worry.

- I am so nervous.
- Don't be.

It's just a bond hearing.

The hearing to fight
deportation is in a few weeks,

and all you'll have to do there
is be completely honest.

- Mami...

- My mother immigrated
from Cuba

when she was a teenager.

I'm the daughter
of an immigrant.

- So you know.

When we had Yoni, we wanted
to give her the best life

and the best education.

When she was two, we had
put together enough money

to get across the border.

This is our home now.

I don't want to go back.

- And I don't want you to,
Mrs. Castillo.

But these people--
they already have you.

And now they're looking
for any reason

to send you back.

- I don't understand.
- If you've done anything

since being in this country,

if you've done anything at all
that you haven't told me...

♪

- Ms. Pearson just wants
to make sure

that nothing goes wrong.
- I didn't mean to offend you.

I just want to make sure
that you're prepared.

Hang in there.

We're gonna get you
out of here.

♪

- I don't get you,
Ms. Pearson.

One minute you say you want
to help my family, the next

you're interrogating my mother
like she's a criminal.

- I didn't say
she was a criminal.

- Well, it sounded like that.
- No.

But I do think
she's withholding something.

- See?
Oh, my God.

- I know it hurts to hear--

- Yeah,
I don't want to hear it.

- Yoli, when you keep secrets
long enough,

you begin to sense when other
people are doing the same.

- Yeah, well, check
your spidey senses

'cause you're way off base.

- Yoli.
- Way, way off base.

- And if I'm not?
The sooner we know--

- My mother doesn't lie,
Ms. Pearson.

When you clean other people's
houses for 20 years,

when you're around
their children,

when you're around
their jewelry,

when you're around
their money,

you don't work
if you're a dishonest person.

My mother doesn't lie.

[woman speaking indistinctly
over PA]

[telephone ringing]

- Angela.
Is that room almost ready?

We're getting backed up
in the ER.

- I just finished.
- Okay, Mrs. Smith up on 7th

needs to be bathed, and then--

- Actually, I was wondering
if I could take off early?

- Early?
You're signed up for a double,

and you already missed part
of last night.

- I know,
but I got someone to cover me.

- Who?
- Roxanne.

- Roxanne, who...
- I can find someone else.

- It's okay.
If you have to go, go.

- Thank you.

- Angela, you're
one of my best CNAs.

That's why I recommended you
for the nursing program.

But this isn't
a fast-food place

where just anyone
can fill in.

If you can't make this job
a priority,

then maybe nursing
isn't right for you.

- No, it is a priority.

- Actions--
that's all I'm saying.

[hip-hop music]

- [sighs]

♪

- Hey, Mo.
- What's up, Miss Angela?

- I hate to ask, but...

how you doing on leftovers?

- Ah, damn.

Don't tell me things
are that bad with your family.

- No, we're good.
- You don't have to pretend.

I heard they tore down
your project.

- Yeah, now there's
a whole encampment set up--

parents, I mean, kids, elders.

- But you're okay?
- Yeah.

I'm staying
with a family friend.

- Well, thank God.

You don't need your kids
on the street like that.

- I wish I could do something,
you know?

But I don't know what.

Anyway, if you got any food
you could spare--

- Hell, yeah,
I could spare some.

Hey, look, you come back
tomorrow and the next day

and the next until folks
are back on their feet.

Okay?
- Mo, thank you so much.

- All right,
don't go crying on me, now.

Make my food all salty.
- [chuckles]

- Come on.

[foghorn blares]

[dramatic music]

♪

- You still want to help Yoli?
- You know I do.

- Then I need you to find out
what her mother's hiding.

- What are you talking about?

- I got a good bullshit
detector, Derrick,

in English and in Spanish,

and I know
she's keeping something.

And if it comes out in her
bond hearing, it's game over.

- If she won't talk to you,
why would she talk to me?

- She wouldn't...
but Yoli might.

- You just said
her mother's the one lying.

- I said
she was hiding something.

I didn't say Yoli
wasn't aware of it.

- Shit, why are you always
asking me to cross the line?

- She trusts you, Derrick.

It's the reason why
she came to you and not me.

- Yeah, and you're asking me
to betray that trust.

- I'm asking you to put
your reporter hat back on

and get me something,
because if you don't,

Yoli's clinic lawyer
is gonna get rolled in court

and her mother's
gonna be deported.

And I know you don't want that.

- Way to guilt me out.

- Hmm. It's the greatest
motivator in the world.

[Sheryl Crow's
"All I Wanna Do" plays]

- ♪ This is LA

♪ "All I want to do is have
a little fun before I die" ♪

♪ Says a man next to me,
out of nowhere ♪

♪ It's apropos of nothin'

♪ He says is name is William

♪ I'm sure he's Bill or Billy
or Mac or Buddy... ♪

- Do you know
any of these people?

- I know him.

[chuckles]

- Not the Novak I expected,

but definitely
the one I prefer.

- ♪ We are drinking beer
at noon on Tuesday ♪

- Where is the other half
to your better one?

- Ugh, well, it was either
cover for him here,

do a little public speaking,

or cover for him there
and keep the city afloat.

You know, mock trials only
prepare you for one of those.

- Yeah, that's right.
You eviscerated me back in 1-L.

Well, how are you?
I mean, you look great.

- Ah, thanks.
I'm good.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Um, Mayor Mark Taylor,
this is Keri Allen--

Bobby's right-hand girl.
- Ah, pleasure.

- We prefer the term
City Attorney.

- City Attorney?
- Yes.

- Yeah, you must have
your hands full

with Bobby over there.

Intense motherfucker.
[laughs]

He keeping you busy?
- It's a big city.

- ♪ I got a feeling
I'm not the only one ♪

- Speaking of,
I hear you are announcing

Chicago's take
on that health care initiative

that gave Palo Alto
such a headache.

- Yeah, well, come on,
you know Bobby's no stranger

to headaches and neither am I.

Plus, this one we are
really passionate about.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- It's not another
all-talk-no-action move.

We think this one might
actually do some real good.

- Listen, I'm with you.
We tried, too.

We couldn't get around
all the legal crap

that sunk the others.

I'm curious--
what was your brilliant solve?

- Well, we started--
- It wasn't rocket science.

Actually, we just established
that it was not only

constitutional in the language
of the measure,

but we built in fines
for violators

to fund city enforcement.

- Well, I see why
Bobby appointed her.

Anyone want a drink?

- I'm fine.
- I could use another.

- Ah, wait till tomorrow.
It only gets worse.

- [chuckles]
- After you.

- Thank you, sir.

[dramatic music]

- Keri?

- Yeah?

- So handy.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to abandon you down there.

- Oh, you didn't.
I wanted to come back

and go over the speech,
especially since you added

that part about San Jose.

- Yeah,
I hope that's all right.

- I agree with Mark.

I see why Bobby hired you,
but since you did,

do you mind helping me
make some changes?

- It's his speech. I--

- Well, now it's mine, and
I'd like to make some changes.

- All right, do you mind
if I grab my wine?

- No, not at all.

- Would you like a glass?

- Hmm?
- Of Chardonnay.

There's a bottle in the room.

- No, I'm fine.
Thank you.

- Do you not drink at all?

- [chuckles]

I have MS.

But you know that, right?

Because it's hard to work
for someone for--

what was it that you said--
two years?

And not know everything
about them, right?

[dramatic music]

- Okay, so much for the speech.

This is why you came.

- Give me a little more credit
than that.

As the mayor's wife, I have
certain responsibilities,

and this is one of them.

♪

- Can I ask how long
you've known?

- You don't get
to ask me anything.

- Okay, I'm gonna go back
to my room.

- What's wrong with you?

- I'm not doing this with you,
Mrs. Novak.

- Please, stop calling me
Mrs. Novak, all right?

It just adds to the perversity
of our situation.

- I'm sorry.
I never wanted to hurt you.

- I'm not looking
for your pity.

- I'm not giving you pity.
It happened, and I'm sorry.

And I don't--
I don't know what else to say.

- You are a beautiful,
accomplished woman

who has been with my husband
for five years.

Not two...

five.

And in all that time,

you have just let yourself
sit around and wait for scraps.

You must think
pretty little of yourself

to put up with that.

♪

[door closes, lock clicks]

- You found the one quiet spot
on the whole floor.

- [chuckles]

What you working on?

- Well, the best way
to bring my mother home

is to show the judge

that she has roots
in her community.

So I am going to tell my story.

- DACA.

- Mm-hmm.
- That's brave of you.

- Yeah, well, she's the one
that's locked up.

I just need to get up there and
not make a fool out of myself.

- Well, you know I do help
write speeches for a living.

- Okay, flack.
Listen, I'm good.

Thank you.

- Well, you need to do
a little more

than not make a fool
out of yourself.

If you're gonna go
the whole DACA route,

you need to be
100% accurate.

- Why wouldn't I be?
- No, I'm just saying.

I mean, look what they did
to your mother.

She followed all the rules,
and they still locked her up.

Just remember, when you're
reading that in court,

you're under oath.

- [scoffs]
I can't believe this.

She put you up to this,
didn't she?

- What?
What are you ta--

- No, no, no, don't lie to me.
You can't come here

accusing me and my family
of lying by lying to my face.

- She's just trying
to help you.

We both are.

- My mom didn't do
anything wrong.

- Yoli, come on.
Is it possible you don't know?

- No, okay?

Because my mom's
my best friend.

And if she were hiding
something,

I would be
the first one to know.

[R&B music plays
over speakers]

♪

- I'm assuming you're with
the Mayors' Conference.

- [clicks tongue]

- Wow.
[chuckles]

I'll take that
as a "get away from me creep."

- [sighs]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

That was mean.
I'm Keri.

- Josh.
Comms Director, Denver.

- City Attorney, Chicago.

- Well, now that we've shown
each other our résumés,

we could move on to SAT scores
if you want.

- [chuckles]
- Or you could go back to

your "stay the fuck away
from me" creep vibe.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- [chuckles]

- I'm not usually
this much of a bitch.

- Oh, sure you are.
- [scoffs]

- Look, it's fine.

I'm sure you get hit on
all the time.

I'm sure
it gets pretty tiring.

It's just, you know,
for me, um...

I don't do the online thing,
I see you're not married,

and I don't dare get involved
with any of the women

I work with,
not these days, anyway.

- Yeah, it's definitely
not a good idea.

- So, when you meet someone
who's obviously like-minded,

obviously smart,

and obviously hot...

You get where I'm going.

♪

- What was your name again?

- It's Josh.

- Josh...

Comms Director,
Denver.

Josh.

♪

Thank you.

♪

[knock at door]

What's wrong with you?

- It's late.

I'm gonna close the door,
and I'm going to bed.

- No, you asked me.
I want to ask you.

What's wrong with you?

- Okay, I think you've probably
had too much to drink.

You don't want to say something
that you're going to regret.

- I love your husband.
- Oh, God.

- That's why I put up
with the scraps.

- Okay.
- That's why.

What's your excuse?
You've known for five years.

You don't get much more
than I do,

I mean, what happened to the
woman that I met downstairs,

that perfect political wife,
greeting and gliding?

What happened to her?
Where did she go?

- She got sick.

- Bullshit.

You knew long before you got
sick, and you did nothing.

You didn't say a word.
You just stayed.

And you still stay.

So where's your self-esteem,
Mrs. Novak?

[dramatic music]

[door beeps]

♪

[elevator bell dings]

♪

- Ms. Pearson.
Jessica.

- Oh, so now it's Jessica?

- Well, since I broke
the case open,

I figure
I could take some liberties.

- That depends
on what you got.

- I believe Yoli when she says
her mom

isn't hiding anything.

Those two are close,
but it got me to thinking.

What if what her mom is hiding

happened before they even
got into this country?

I got some dates
from Yoli's job application,

and then I pulled this article
from the Reuter's archive.

♪

Look like anyone you know?

- [sighs]

[knock at door]

- Stephanie?

It's close to 11:00.

They're asking
where you are downstairs.

Is everything all right?

- I can't do the speech, Keri.

- You don't look very well.

Um, can I get you some water?

I'm gonna get you some water.
- [mutters indistinctly]

Thank you.

- I'm sorry about last night,
and I'm really sorry

if what I said had anything
to do with this.

- [scoffs]

This just happens sometimes,
all right?

It's just part of the deal.

- Is there anything I can do?
- Yes.

Don't tell anybody.

- Why are you keeping this
to yourself?

- Because Bobby asked me to.

- I thought you were the one
that wanted it this way.

- No, Bobby thinks
that if we went public,

people would think

that he couldn't possibly
focus on his job.

- That's ridiculous.

You shouldn't have to bear
the burden

of keeping this to yourself--
that's not fair to you.

[dramatic music]

- It doesn't matter.

Okay?
He asked me, I promised,

it's my job, and it is
none of your business.

♪

Oh, my God.

♪

What are you doing?

- I'm sitting with you
until you feel better.

- Okay, well,
it could be a while, all right?

I might feel
like this all day, so...

- Then I will wait
all day if I have to.

- [sighs]
- You're making that speech.

- [chuckles]

You really hate
public speaking that much?

- Drink your water.

- Yes, ma'am.

♪

[cell phone vibrating]

- Angela.
- Did you get my message?

- No, I didn't. I've been
wrapped up in something.

- I was at North Park
last night.

There's at least
100 people living in tents.

- I didn't know.
- Yeah, no one knows.

That's the problem.
- I'm so sorry.

Can I call you back later?

I'm trying to keep
my assistant's mother

from being deported.

- So you have time
for your assistant

but not your own family?

- Of course I have time
for my family.

It's why I'm letting you
stay with me.

- "Letting"?
- That's not what I--

- You know what?
It's okay. I got it.

- Angela.

Angela?

[indistinct chatter]

- Everything okay?
- Yeah, it's nothing.

- You forgot I know Steph.

She's never late for anything.

- You promise you'll keep it
to yourself?

- Hmm.

- Wardrobe malfunction.

I kid you not.
[both chuckling]

[tapping on microphone]
- Good afternoon.

I'd now like to introduce

the First Lady of Chicago,
Stephanie Novak,

to speak about her city's
health care initiative.

Stephanie.

[applause]

- Thank you.
People ask me all the time

why my husband and I
are so passionate

about the issue
of health care.

They ask me, is it personal?
Is it political?

The answer is simple.

It is very personal.

[dramatic music]

♪

I have my health.

I'm lucky.

My family has their health.

They're lucky.

But for the millions who live

in America's big cities today
who don't,

we are not doing enough
for them.

[applause]

♪

[door buzzes]

- [over PA] Dinner
will be served in 15 minutes.

[speaking in Spanish]

- I've prepared an affidavit
for you to sign.

It's okay.

I know everything.

And now that I do,
I need you to sign this

and testify to it
at your hearing.

- I cannot.

- Mrs. Castillo, this is
your only chance for asylum.

Without asylum,
you will be deported.

- I thought you said
they were looking for reasons

to kick me out.

I killed two people.
- Two gang members.

- It's still murder.

I raised Yoli
to do the right thing...

always to do the right thing.

They were children,
Ms. Pearson.

The youngest one
didn't even shave.

I saw his face
after I shot them.

I'm no better than they are.

- What happened to those boys
was done by the gangs.

Not you.
- Yoli won't see it that way.

- Your daughter
will understand what you did.

She's a wonderful
and forgiving young woman.

- Yes, but it changes
everything.

I kept this from her, and...

she'll never trust me again.

- Of course she will.

- She'll never see me
the same way.

- You keep this from her,

and she'll never see you
at all.

Is that what you want?

Please...sign it.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Going somewhere?

Angela.
What happened?

- I can't just sit up in here
and live like a queen

while our friends
are on the streets.

- Don't you think
it's killing me, too?

But there's nothing we can do
about it.

- Oh, God,
you sound like Jessica.

Everybody's ready to throw
their hands up

and forget about
the people we left behind.

- Don't you dare
talk to me that way.

Your cousin did everything
in her power

to change the situation.

- Well, I haven't done
everything in my power.

- What does that mean?

- It means I'm not
leaving them behind.

- Living on the street homeless
is not gonna change anything.

- No, but living right across
from City Hall might.

- Angela, you have babies.

♪

- They may not understand
what I'm doing now.

Hopefully someday they will.

- Angela.

♪

Stop!

♪

- Derrick said
you were looking for me?

- I was.

Sit down, Yoli.

- "Sit down" is never good.

What's going on?

Please just tell me.

- [sighs]

Your mother just signed
an affidavit asking for asylum.

- She doesn't have a case
for asylum.

- All I know
is what she's swearing to.

- So she's lying.

- Would you like me
to read her statement?

"On March 17, 1994,

"when my daughter
was two years old,

"two young men broke into
our home in Guanajuato, Mexico.

"Based on their distinctive
tattoos, I recognized them

"as members of the violent
gang Mara Salvatrucha.

"My husband was at work.

"I was home alone,
and I had a baby.

"I feared the worst.

"So I picked up
my husband's shotgun...

"and I shot both boys.

"Fearing payback from the gang,

"my husband and I took our
daughter and fled to America.

If I am sent back"--
- Okay, stop, stop, stop.

- Yoli...
- No, I-I don't believe it.

No.
- I know it's hard to hear.

- No, there's no way.

- Like you said,
your mother doesn't lie.

- No, it's all--that's a lie.

[sobbing]

How could she not tell me?

My whole life?

- This is exactly
what she was afraid of.

She was willing to leave
the country...

instead of shattering the image
you have of her.

♪

- This can't guarantee
her asylum.

This could get her deported.

- She told the truth.
That's all she can do.

That's all any of us can do.

♪

- [breathes deeply]

♪

I want to see her.

Can I see her?
- No, it's too late.

Visiting hours are--
- Yeah, I know, over by 8:00.

I hate that place.

♪

Thanks, Jessica.
- [chuckles]

- I guess everyone's
calling me Jessica now.

♪

- I know, bud,
but you know the drill, right?

Homework first, then TV.

Okay, well, I'm on the way,
and Daddy will be home soon.

[airplane engine roaring]

Okay, sweetie.
I love you.

- Here you go, ma'am.

- [sighs]
Oh. Thank you.

It's only a recommendation.

I mean, most of the literature
says they don't know

either way, so...

Mmm.

[indistinct chatter]

I want to thank you, Keri.

- For what?

- For getting me
out of the house,

for lighting a fire
under my ass.

- Is this the part
where you tell me

to stay the hell away
from your husband?

- [chuckles]
No.

I mean, I think a part of me
did come here to say that...

and just to get
a good look at you.

This isn't about my husband.
This is about me.

I've been letting this disease
and you define me

for far too long,
and I think I'm done with that.

- You can't possibly say
that you don't care.

- Oh, I care.

It's just,
what can I do about it, Keri?

I can't cure an addict.

- I tried to end it
five years ago.

I swear to God I did,

but I see your husband
every day.

We're around each other
all the time.

- That's your choice.
- I don't want another job.

I like what I do.
- Like I said...

that's your choice.

- So where do we go from here?

[soft indie-rock music]

♪

- Home.

♪

- It's Nick.
I can't take your call.

Leave one for me.
[beep]

♪

- ♪ I know a place

♪

♪ Where the Earth
seems visible ♪

♪

- ♪ I caught a face

♪

♪ With the smile
that you trained ♪

♪

♪ I drove for days

- Hello?

♪

Anybody home?

Lillian?

- ♪ I hoped that you'd stay

♪ But the stars have moved

♪ In space

- [gasps]

- ♪ I won't let her
see it's time ♪

♪ To get up and go

♪ I won't...

♪

[odd squealing]

- Oy.