All language subtitles for Shattered s01e12 Stairways to Perceptions.eng

Ben

hey!

Listen to me when I talk to you!

Ben!

Come on.

Come on!

Come on.

I am sick and tired of
hearing you blubber.

Please, please don't hit me, dad.

Please!

I'm not afraid of you.

You're not afraid of me?

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm not afraid of you.

I said I'm not afraid of you.

Ben!

Come on, son!

Come back home!

Okay, okay, okay...

Who you trying to kill, me or the bag?

You shouldn't be eating
things you find in the trash.

You'll get sick.

You're pretty hungry, huh?

Where's your parents?

If you're lost,

I might be able to help you find them.

I'm sure they're worried about you.

Gosh, what happened?

Nothing happened.

It's okay,

you don't need to say
anything if you don't want to.

What say we get you a real hamburger?

How's that sound?

Okay.

My name's Carol.

What's your name, sweetie?

My name is Ted.

You thinking about somebody
in particular back there?

I think you might've cracked something.

Maybe you're just getting old, ter*.

Yeah, that's it.

I gotta get the kids
to school, you good?

Yeah, I'm good.

All right.

See you in a bit.

Right.

Is there something about the swing

that holds significance for you?

No, all kids like swings, don't they?

Could this have something
to do with Adam?

I don't think so.

Maybe.

What made you think about that day?

I was at the gym,

hitting the heavy bag,

and there was something about the, uh,

the sound of the bag swinging.

You remember anything
else about that day?

I was alone, and...

Ben!

Don't make me come out there!

You know what that means!

Ben...

Hey!

Where'd you go?

I'm here.

Nothing else comes to mind?

No, just the swing.

It's still brewing.

What's that sm*...

No, that's not possible.

What? I banned porridge
from the department.

Well, this is oatmeal.

Yeah, it's sick. Just get it out.

- Terry, you promised.
- What are you doing?

How was I supposed to know
she doesn't like oatmeal?

You know what, there was just...

There was one pack

in the back of the cupboard, am I right?

No, it was two.

It was maple syrup and apple cinnamon,

and I mixed them.

Yeah, thank you. Throw me under the bus.

Do not bring that into the squad room.

Two packs.

What's all that about?

Apparently, when t.C.
'S mom had her brother,

she suffered from, like, bad,
bad morning sickness, right?

So she'd sit t.C.
In front of the nature channel

with a bowl of oatmeal.

So one day, t.C.'S sitting there

watching and learning about,

like, birds regurgitating their young,
or something or other,

listening to her mom
puke in the background

while eating oatmeal.

That's a bad association.

Yeah, so she banned
it from the lunchroom.

Now, myself, I enjoy

a little bit of oatmeal
in the morning, right?

So I hid a couple of packs in the back,

and then I try to eat it
before t.C. Gets here.

So you enjoy my breakfast.

Thank you!

Are you looking for someone?

I want to speak to a homicide Detective.

I'm Detective Lynch.

What can I do for you?

I think I witnessed a murder.

What do you mean, you think?

It was 20 years ago.

The Josie Baczyk murder.

And you are? Sophia...

Sophia Baczyk.

Josie was my older sister.

I remember it, the Baczyk case.

Front page news.

A young girl was found at the
bank of the Fraser river.

Lots of controversy.

And that's her sister?

Sophia Baczyk.

Did they arrest anyone?

Yeah, two young guys.

Matthew Evans and Gilbert Dobek.

They're serving life.

So, what do you think?

Hear her out.

See what she has to say.

So we're wondering why you
decided to come in now

after all these years.

He hung himself last week.

Who?

Gil Dobek.

He's one of the boys

that was convicted of
killing your sister?

And that bothers you?

Yes. Why?

It's been haunting me all my life.

My parents kept telling
me it was just a dream,

but it's not. I know what I saw,

and when I read about Gil,
I couldn't ignore it anymore.

Hold on.

Just slow down a bit, go back.

My therapist feels the only
way for me to get past this

is to confront it.

Confront what, Sophia?

I was waiting in the car

when my dad came out carrying something,

a bag or something.

He was carrying it in both arms.

My father put the bag in the trunk,

and we drove to the river.

He told me to wait in the car.

He took the bag out of the trunk
and walked past the trees,

and came back carrying
the bag in one hand.

So when he came back, the bag was empty?

That's what you're saying.

Yes.

Did your father say anything
to you when he came back?

He was crying.

But he told me I was a good girl.

That everything would be all right.

Then he took me to the park

and let me ride on the swing.

Ben, get in here!

So she saw her father

dump something in a bag at the river.

That doesn't give us anything.

That's where they found
Sophia's sister's body.

Why didn't she say something before?

'Cause she was just a scared kid.
She was five.

Well, where was the
mother through all this?

Wasn't at home.

The truth is, she's pretty
sketchy about everything.

I think it's worth following up on.

She's seeing a therapist.

What does that mean?

Meaning therapists can impose false
memories onto their patients.

Yeah, I mean, next thing you know,

you've been diddled
by your folks, right?

And sometimes what you remember

actually happened, so...

I'm just sayin'.

No, I'm just saying, too...

All right, all right, look,

let's just get the old
files from storage

and see if anything adds up
to what the girl's saying.

All right.

It's not like we don't already
have enough cases to solve,

now we're working a closed one.

Well, the two guys
charged with the murder,

one of them hung himself
in his cell last week,

the other's 20 years into a life bit.

It's bad enough if he did it,

but if he didn't, well...

You think there's a chance?

I mean, it happens, right?

As I recall,

some of the evidence
was a little bit shaky.

Like what?

They listened to Metallica.

Then, they called it satanic music.

Today it's classic rock.

Now they blame everything on rap.

Before that it was Elvis,

before that, it was swing.

Swing...

Isn't that your era?

Over here.

The lividity in the autopsy photos

show a pattern that doesn't match up

with the position the body was found.

They're on her right side,

but she was found laying on her left.

How did they miss that?

Forensics 20 years ago
wasn't what it is today.

The bruising can take
days to materialize,

and if the body was found
soon enough after the murder,

it could have been missed.

Not by you, of course.

Not by me now,

but back then, who's to say?

So you're saying that Josie
was murdered somewhere else

and then dumped at the river.

It would appear that way, yes.

There are also these
strange bruises here.

These are consistent with
pre-mortem fractures,

and I didn't see anything
in the autopsy report

of any other injuries beside
the fatal head trauma.

Her bones were broken before she died?

I would have to examine the body

to be 100% positive,

but I'm quite certain, yes.

My mother gave me those.

Oh, that's okay.

You can play with them.

We can't eat with hands like that,
though, can we?

You wash up while I set the table, okay?

Why did you run away from home, Ted?

Did someone hurt you there?

It's okay.

You can stay with me tonight,

and we'll figure
everything out tomorrow.

Okay?

Well shure, that does happen

people hold on to
something for a long time,

and eventually they find
that burying the secret

is worse than actually
facing the consequences.

Guilt can be a very powerful motivator.

See, Sophia she wasn't
entirely motivated by guilt.

She started seeing a
therapist a year ago,

and all of a sudden she
starts remembering things

as though they happened yesterday.

Sounds to me like the
therapy is working.

Or it's working her.

Hall mention something about

therapists imposing
memories on their patients.

You know, like they didn't see anything.

And you're afraid the same
thing's happening to you

here in this office.

I wonder.

You know, when I was a student,

they would put us through
these role-playing exercises,

and, uh, you know, we'd take turns

being the rich wasp

or the down-and-out local,

or the, uh, you know,
terrified immigrants...

Okay, I get it.

You get it?

It was stunning to me

to see how much crap we carry around

inside our brains.

The assumptions we make
about other people,

the preconceptions we have.

If, for instance, I hadn't
gone through that exercise,

I might look at you and say,

"hmm, who's this guy?

He's a, uh,

barely recovering, marginally educated

rage-filled narcissist."

As an example.

You could've graduated right there.

Yeah.

The point is, Ben,

I've never suggested anything to you.

I've not judged you,

I haven't pathologized you.

You come in, you say things, I listen.

Together, we try and figure it out.

That's all.

I want you to judge me.

You want me to judge you?

Yeah.

What do you mean?

We talk,

and then I think about the
things that we talk about

over, and over, and over,
and over, and over.

I want you to tell me something.

So I don't have to think.

That's what I want.

Please don't tell me anything.
I'm running late.

We need to exhume Josie Baczyk's body.

Exhume? That's a little
extreme, isn't it?

Vina believes that the body was moved,

then dumped at the river.

Well, there's no way
I'm going to let you

dig up somebody's child
on just that, Ben.

Vina says she can see bruises,

possle broken bones.

Which means?

It means that there's
more to Josie's death

than what was in the case file.

So, what about you,

are you on side with exhuming the body?

The sooner we do something,

the sooner we can put this thing to bed.

All right, make sure you
get a judge to sign off.

Terry, you know the Detective
from that old case.

Donald Portman.

Well, get him in here.

He deserves a heads-up since
we're reopening his case.

You two talk to Matthew Evans,

and I really hope you're not
chasing ghosts on this one.

Is that ravioli?

You get that from the fridge?

Oh, yeah, you did. Yeah, you did.

That's my dinner!

Hey.

Matthew Evans?

I'm Detective Sullivan,

this is Detective Lynch.

Like to talk to you about a few things.

You're not curious about the why?

Okay...

Now, let's find out
what happened to you.

Josie Baczyk's the why.

What else could it be?

Why you two want to
talk to me about it now

is the real why I'm waiting to hear.

Donald.

Long time.

Thanks for coming in. Appreciate it.

Anything I can do to help,
you know that.

This my partner, John Holland.

Hall. I heard a lot about you.

Well, things have gotten pretty

fancy-schmancy around
here since my time.

Well, new stuff,

same old deal, though, right?

So, what is it you want to
talk to me about, gentlemen?

Okay, I'm going to
tell you the same thing

I've told every person
in the last 20 years.

I did not do it.

And please spare me the
same old pat response

that all prisoners claim innocence,

because the three of us know

some people get
railroaded in this place.

Why did your partner hang himself

after so many years?

Gil Dobek wasn't my partner.

He was my friend.

And he hung himself

because the parole board
denied him for the third time.

He lost hope.

Okay, why do you think they denied him?

He was denied, like I am every time,

because the first thing
that they want to hear

is your remorse.

There's no remorse if you're not guilty.

We'd have a better chance at parole

if we actually did the crime.

Matthew Evans and Gil Dobek

ended up exactly where they belong.

What do you guys want to open up

that old case for, anyway?

New evidence has come forward.

What new evidence?

They had three appeals,

and each time they were found guilty.

Sophia Baczyk thinks she saw something.

The dead kid's sister.

She was five years old
when this happened.

What the hell could she have seen?

The sister,

Sophia,

said her father took her for a drive.

He parked really close to
where the body was found.

He pulled something out of the trunk,

disappeared into the forest,

and came back empty-handed.

Well, I always knew he had
something to do with it.

What makes you say that?

Oh, come on, all the cops
saw was a grieving father.

What I saw was a drunken red-neck

who terrorized the neighborhood.

Getting into fights.

The guy was a class-a prick.

Why wasn't any of that was in the files?

Well, you're the cop.

You tell me.

Did you ever meet the mom?

I'm a good cop.

Where do you two get the balls

to question me about a 20-year-old case?

We're just trying to
get to the truth, sir.

Why don't you shut up

and give me the respect I deserve?

Terry, I came down
here as a favor to you.

Donald, come on, take it easy, okay...

Kiss my ass. You think I don't know

when I'm getting the third degree?

This case is dead,

done as dinner,

and I'm tired of talking about it.

There was a witness

that placed you and Gil
at the river that day.

Yeah, we were there,

smoking pot and drinking beer.

Look, we passed out on the bank.

Next thing we know,

we got an army of guns to our heads.

So you're saying you never saw
that the young girl there?

No...

Are you sure?

Come on, we were so high
we couldn't see squat.

I told that prick Detective
Portman 20 years ago

the same thing.

He didn't want to listen.

Why were they so sure you were guilty?

Why?

Why have I spent the
last 20 years in prison

for something I didn't do?

Why is my buddy dead?

Why am I, at 35 years old,

still wondering what
it's like to kiss a girl?

You're going to ask me why?

A kid was found dead at
the edge of the river.

Look, all I know is me and
my friend didn't do it.

You're the cops.

It's your job to figure out who and why.

We're finished here.

You figure out why, you let me know.

I finished my examination

on young Josie Baczyk's bones yesterday.

My initial hypothesis from
the photos is correct.

Here...

Her wrist has been
cracked in two places,

and she has several broken ribs.

So, what you're saying,

her bones were broken
before she was killed?

Months before, perhaps.

What are you suggesting?

That she was roughed up over time,

died, and then dumped by the river.

In these types of cases nowadays,

the first place we'd look is at home.

Don's all right.

No cop likes to have his
work questioned, you know.

It doesn't matter why or by whom.

If you ask me,

he just doesn't want to
admit he did a lousy job.

You don't know that.

There's never anything
good to eat in here.

What are you talking about?
It's full, man.

Lynch always eats the good stuff.

You read the files on Baczyk.

It's all circumstantial.

There's no murder weapon,
there's no motive.

There's no nothing.

Well, they had a witness

that placed Matthew and Gil
at the scene, on the day,

talking about the murder.

The witness recanted a few years later.

She said she was coaxed
by your boy, Portman.

First of all, he's not my boy.

Second of all, we don't know

whether she was coaxed either way.

She testified that he gave her details

on when and where the body was found.

What the hell is that?

I tell you what that is,

that's your boy trying
to close a hot case

and rushing to judgment.

So, what, you're going to
rush to judgment on don,

saying he's a bad cop?

What they convicted
those boys on was weak.

You said so yourself.

The music they listened to,
the clothes they wore?

The fact that they were loners?

Come on, man.

Those two had zero history of violence.

The most trouble they ever got
into was for, what, truancy?

We don't know what we don't know.

You, get outta here...

Just getting a coffee. Relax.

Yeah, yeah... food stealer.

Vina thinks Josie might've
been killed at home.

We need to talk to the father.

Mm-hm.

Shut up.

We'll go pick up the father.

It's about time we heard

what he had to say
about all this anyway.

Good.

That'll give me a chance
to speak to Sophia again.

You think I'm nuts, don't you?

No, no, a lot of the stuff
you're saying makes sense.

We exhumed your sister's body,

and she was moved,

but from where, we're not sure.

You dug up my sister?

It was the only way to get answers.

You should have told me.

Do my parents know about this?

By law we're not required to...

You still should have told me.

We wanted to save you the grief

in case we didn't find anything.

Now, before your father
drove you down to the river,

did anything happen at the house?

I think...

What is it?

I think I heard screaming.

And then everything went quiet.

Was it your sister?

I don't know.

Try and remember.

I-I can't.

I don't know.

I'm trying.

It's okay.

You'll remember when you remember.

Did your father ever
hit you or your sister?

My father is here?

You sure?

Well, it's just

that I saw this boy in
Franklyn park by himself,

and I was worried about him.

Yes, you're probably right.

He's probably with his parents.

Thank you.

Nobody's called him in missing.

You still can't keep him here.

If you saw what they did
to this boy, Heather,

you wouldn't send him
back to his parents.

They have services to deal
with that kind of thing.

Yeah, and they send them
back to their abusers,

or they place them in a foster home.

Hell to more hell.

He's a young boy.

He's got school.

Doctor's visits.

You know, there's...

He needs to heal.

He can do that here.

I know in my heart it's the right thing.

He was brought to me.

We were hoping

your wife would come down here with you.

She is not well.

Bad enough she had to
go through this once,

now you want to make her go
through it one more time?

God, it's not right!

Doesn't take much to set you off,

does it, Mr. Baczyk?

We heard you got into a lot of fights

with your neighbors.

Some people call me Polack.

I hit them. So what?

You not do the same?

It doesn't matter what I would do, okay?

This is about you,

and what happened to your daughter

on the day she was killed.

Sophia said something happened that day

that you're not telling us.

I already say everything.

You take Sophia for a drive
to the river that day?

She said you did.

No. Not true.

So she wasn't in your car that day?

So you drove out to the river,
but she wasn't with you,

is that what you're saying?

No, no, no, you are putting words in me.

Your daughter claims

that she saw you do
something with her sister.

My daughter, she imagines things.

Maybe what she saw was real.

There is nothing to see...

You killed your daughter and
you dumped her at the river,

am I right?

No, no, no, no!

Look, that is enough.

I will say no more.

They lost him.

He's full of shit.

He stumbled about driving to
the river, that's for sure.

Yeah, well, we can't place him there.

The daughter can.

The daughter who's seeing a therapist

and was five when the
incident took place.

How far do you think her
credibility's going to go in court?

She believes what she saw, okay?

Ah, that's not good.

No, wait, wait, let's see what happens.

Why are you doing this?

Why don't you tell them the truth?

I'm telling the truth.

No, you're not.

You were just little
girl when this happen.

I can't get Josie's face out of my head.

Of course,

she is your sister.

It's what happened

I can't forget.

What happened is not
like you think happened.

Papa, I know we drove to the river.

No, no, you are confused.

You keep saying that, but it's not true.

I know it's not...

The boys who killed Josie are in prison.

They are the ones.

That is truth.

What was in that sack, papa?

God... they are bums.

They doing drugs, they-they never work.

Y-you don't know.

I am your father. Believe me.

I am telling the truth...

No!

We better get in there.

Not yet.

Tell me, what was in that sack?

It was Josie, wasn't it, papa?

This is crazy. Y-you are acting crazy.

You did something to Josie,

didn't you?

How could I do that?

She is my daughter.

I love her, like I love you.

No! No, stop it...

Tell me!

Okay, that's it.

Stop it!

What did you do?

Stop it, papa! What did you do to Josie?

Mr. Baczyk!

Sit down.

Sit down!

I don?t care what he says

I know I'm not crazy.

I remember him pulling me
by the wrist to the car

and telling me to get in,

and he came back moments
later carrying that sack.

I remember seeing my mother

looking through the
window as we drove off...

What do you mean, you saw your mother?

She was standing there
watching as we drove off.

Where was she exactly?

She was in the living room window.

And you're positive...

She was in the living room window.

Ben!

Don't make me come out there!

Hey!

You know what that means!

Come on.

Come on!

She was in the living room window.

Ben!

Are you all right?

Ben?

I've got something for you, Ted.

It's yours.

Try it out.

I demand an explanation for that.

You don't barge into my
office demanding anything.

"A rush to judgment."

Is that the way things
are done in homicide now?

You use the media to slam other cops?

We had nothing to do with that article.

They interviewed Matthew Evans again,

the murdering punk.

He claims you have new evidence.

Now, where would he get
that if not from you?

I have no idea.

Oh, really?

Are you calling me a liar?

I should at least have
been informed of this

instead of having wake up

and read about it over my morning crap!

We called you in out of respect.

Respect?

Yes. You're the one who
flew out of here in a rage.

This case is dead!

I don't want my name
dragged through the mud

at this stage of my life!

I'm a good cop!

Is Kevin Whitehill still
running things around here?

Yeah, he is.

Well, good. I wanna talk to him.

There's no need to.

In my day, someone like you

wouldn't be sitting behind
that sergeant's desk.

"Someone like me" black or
"someone like me" a woman?

Someone who'd roll on another cop.

Well, it's not your day anymore,

and no one's rolling on anyone.

If you're going to put the
wrong people in prison,

we're going to find out about it.

Now, you can either help us,
or get the hell out of our way.

That's your choice.

I expected this from you.

But I would have thought that you...

What the hell's that supposed to mean?

Nah, take it easy.

No, if you've got something to say,
let him say it.

You two rolled on me,
a fellow police officer.

You should be ashamed.

No, you got it wrong.

What a crock.

Ah, it's Mr. Ben Sullivan, the big shot.

Just re-opened the Baczyk case.

You with everybody else?

You think I dropped the ball?

Yeah, I do.

I read your report.

The mother's statement
said she wasn't at home.

Your point?

She was at home.

She lied. You missed it.

So she was at home, so what?

Josie wasn't killed at the river.

She was moved.

Yeah, right.

And there's a good chance
that it happened at home,

meaning you sent two
innocent boys to jail...

Because you're a lazy prick.

Have a good night.

How dare you accuse my husband

of doing something to my daughter?

Nobody's accusing your
husband of doing anything.

We're just asking a
couple questions, okay?

Why now?

Why after all these years?

Your daughter thinks she saw something.

What could she see?

She was just a little girl.

You look like you're in discomfort.

You bring my husband, me,
to the police station,

suggesting things, horrible things,

wouldn't you be?

If it were me,

I'd just like to find out
who harmed my daughter.

Maybe you feel like you need
to protect your husband.

My husband is a good man.

We know he has a history of violence,
he drinks a lot.

Lots of men drink.

If you ask me,

a man who doesn't drink
can't be trusted.

It shows weakness.

He was never violent with your kids?

What did my daughter tell you?

Maybe he disciplined
them when they were bad.

That's what parents do.

How else are they gonna learn?

Remember that time in seventh grade,

you want a new pair of
skates for figure skating.

Remember that?

We could not afford,

but I borrow money.

For you.

You know why?

Please don't.

Because I love you.

Papa, I know.

Then why are you doing this?

To me,

to your mother,

to your own self?

Okay, here's the deal.

Sophia claims that your husband
drove Sophia down to the river

to the exact place where
Josie's body was found

on the same day.

That's not true.

No?

It says in your statement that
you weren't home at the time.

So how could you know whether
that was true or not?

Well, now you're confusing me.

You're deliberately
trying to confuse me.

I'm not doing anything.

I'm just trying to
remember what happened.

Why can't I remember?

Your daughter says she remembers

seeing you staring out the window

while your husband drove
off with her to the river.

Is that a lie?

If you've got something to tell us,
you tell us now.

We looked at Josie's body.

You what?

We exhumed her body.

How dare you!

She had a broken wrist and ribs.

Those are signs of abuse.

Now we know that she
wasn't killed at the river.

Everything that Sophia
told us makes sense.

If you have something
that you want to tell us,

now is the time.

I heard you were talking to the mother.

Mind if I listen in?

Come on in, don.

I've told the police everything.

Your husband killed your daughter

and dumped her at the river,

and let those two boys take the blame.

No.

Gil Dobek committed
suicide last week in jail.

Matthew Evans

is spending 20 years in jail...

My husband did nothing.

How could you know that
if you weren't home?

I was home!

My husband did nothing to Josie.

He never touched her.

Then who did?

Was it you?

Was it you?

Then who?

That's not possible.

I would never hurt my sister.

It was an accident.

You were fighting, play fighting,

and she fell down the stairs.

Why can't I remember?

She drew in your book...

about the little ducks.

And you took her book, and...

Tore a page, I think.

No, that's not...

Oh, my God...

How could I have forgotten?

If you were there,

why did papa take me with him?

Your mother...

Was out of her mind with grief, and...

And anger.

I was afraid to leave you with her.

Oh, my God...

It's all right.

It's all right.

You are good girl.

You are good girl.

Everything be all right.

You're going to have to come with me.

They don't trust the
police where he's from.

He panicked.

So my friend is dead,

and I spent the last
20 years in this hell

because the father was
covering up an accident?

That's how it went down.

And I'm supposed to take solace in that?

Take solace in the fact
you'll be free soon.

Then you take it from there, all right?

Everything all right?

Everything all right, son?

Where are your parents?

What's your name, son?

My name? Mm-hm.

My name is Ben...

Ben Sullivan.

Nice to meet you, Ben.

Nice to meet you.

Come on.

So you remember swinging
in your own back yard,

and the next recollection you have

is you on a swing in a
public park a year later,

and the feeling that
you missed a birthday.

What happened to you after that?

The officer took me to social services,

then I was placed in a foster home.

As soon as I was old enough,
I joined the military

and then the police force.

Well, on a certain level,
it sounds like things were fine.

You progressed pretty
far in your career.

Met a woman, fell in love,
started a family.

All in all, a pretty normal adult life.

Which brings us back to our dilemma.

Why am I having blackouts again?

Schopenhauer said,
and I'm paraphrasing here,

he said that once a man
reaches a certain point,

he should be able to look at his life,

and it should read like
a well-crafted novel.

That everything that happened

had to happen exactly the way it did.

But in your case...

There's chapters missing.

I think we need to figure out

what's missing, don't you?

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