All language subtitles for The Disappearance [2017] Part 3 Sacrifice

The last time I saw you,

you said that this tree
was important to you.

It's a Paulownia Tomentosa.

It's an extremely fast-growing tree.

Anthony showed me a leaf
from the same type of tree.

Wouldn't tell me where he got it.
Said it was a secret.

So this guy, two years ago,

grabs cats left and right.

He disappears, gets bored.

Or he moved on to bigger game.

So here's what we got on
the neighbourhood cats.

A complaint by a Noreen Dunn.

At least Caramel was the last one.

That's it!

The last cat disappeared on October 7,

2015.

That means the car's at
least two years old.

Which leaves us with 28 car owners.

However five of these individuals
have criminal records.

- Start with them.
- Jesus Christ.

A sicko who resents your
father just posted.

- Jim Chilton?
- You have no idea

how many guys like me your old
man screwed over, do you?

Ah!!

- Leave my family alone!
- You understand?!

The police are looking for a pedophile,

but what if the guy who took
Anthony is in these boxes?

- What's in them?
- My father's career.

I want my son back. I want him back.

- They cut the tree down.
- What?

We have to go back to the park.

It's still in the park.

Come on.

Caramel.

Sarah Digsby's cat.

We found nine cats so far.

We're expanding the search area,

but there doesn't seem to be any others.

- Decapitated?
- Every one of them.

The method seems to be the same as
with the cat we found the other day.

Any idea when that was done?

Hard to say. I'd have to do
a more thorough analysis.

It's certainly not recent.

How about a guess?

- There's no skin.
- It's been at least a year.

It's been two years for that one.
We know that for sure.

We'll see what the lab results say.

It's not Anthony.

They're cats.

- Cats?
- So far, yes.

- What do you mean, "so far"?
- Which cats?

What do you mean?

I spoke to you the other night,

you said you were
investigating a buried cat.

But that was before we brought you

to this crime scene from Anthony's map,

which is connected to that tree.

So what cat did you find?

You should all go home
and get some rest now.

Uh, get-get-get some rest?

Do you not have a suspect,
a-a-an idea, anything?

Something?

Listen, so far, there
is nothing tying this

with Anthony's disappearance.

You must think we're stupid.

If you have a lead, you have a suspect.

Which sus... Who is it?!

OK. Let me make this clear:

I understand your impatience,

but we have a procedure to follow,

and if anybody should know that,
Henry Sullivan, it's you!

You knew that by digging
this up yourself,

you ran the risk of
contaminating a crime scene,

but you did it anyway.

We've been sitting on our
hands for two years, Susan!

You know damned well that no
one under my jurisdiction

has been sitting on their hands.

So what are we supposed to do now?

You should just to let us do our job.

I'll call you as soon
as I have any news.

The constable will escort
you out of the park.

- I came as quickly as I could.
- Thank you, Mr. Stackhouse.

Following the gruesome
discovery, a security perimeter

has been set up and all access
to the park has been restricted.

Any word on whether or
not this could be linked

- to Anthony Sullivan's disappearance?
- So far, David...

- Hey. You still on shift?
- I got a call from Fred's room.

Uh, yeah, I'll take it.

Luke, I need you to call me back.

What is going on in the park?
I am freaking out.

Fred?

Fred? Fred, are you...?

It's the general anaesthesia.

It takes a few days to wear off.

You could, uh...

I could get you some
Gravol, if you want.

No, I'm fine...

I have so many things to sort out.

Catherine, I can't stay here.

You're too weak to leave, Fred.

My mother died in a hospital.

I don't want that to happen to me.

Hey.

Whatever's going on at that park...

don't lose hope.

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I knew we had to find that tree!

And none of you would believe me.

And you're happy about that?

If they find Anthony buried in the
park, are you gonna want a medal?

Oh, you had to get personal, huh?

Can't keep your eye on the prize.

- Shut up! Really, both of you.
- So what?

There's some psycho in the neighbourhood

that's killing cats and
burying them under that tree?

Exactly! And Anthony knew it!

And that's why he drew a cat on his map.

Couldn't he have just
seen a cat near the tree?

Weren't the cats buried?

What if Anthony just saw this guy...

I'm sorry, this is bullshit. I cannot
sit around here doing nothing.

Dad, come on.

What are these doing here?

We thought it might be a good
idea to go over your old cases.

- You what?!
- Do you remember Jim Chilton?

Who's Jim Chilton?

Yeah, you sentenced him to 10
years for attempted manslaughter.

If he's willing to write all sorts of
hateful garbage on Anthony's website...

- What sort of garbage?
- Or it could be someone else!

Someone else from your past who's
willing to go even further.

You think someone took
Anthony to get back at Dad?

- I went to see him yesterday.
- What?

And he said you wouldn't imagine

how many guys you put away
still hate your guts.

- What were you thinking?
- How did you find him?

- Facebook.
- Facebook?!

- Dad.
- Facebook?!

- Dad!
- I found something

Anthony wanted me to find

under the goddamn tree

while you were rooting through
decades-old case files!

Who are these guys Chilton was
talking about? What guys?

You think I'm responsible for
what happened to Anthony?

- No.
- Luke, did you get their names?

These are my things!

- My business! Goddammit!
- Dad! Dad!

Luke! Names!

Did you get the names of these guys?

No, Helen, I didn't get any names!
He was just a weasel talking shit.

You're so weak.

- Dad, where are you going?!
- We have to go find that groundskeeper.

- What?
- I was right about the tree,

I have another idea. Get in the car.

Dad! Luke, a little help, please?

Henry, we're gonna stay here

and wait for Susan to
tell us what's going on.

- I'm going back to the park!
- Get in or don't, Luke!

The cat was... decapitated?

Yes, decapitated.

I got to work around 8:00

and it was sitting there,
right out in the open.

They weren't buried like the bones?

No, just placed there on the
ground for anyone to find.

Jesus!

Well, he left them for us to find.

What-what could it mean?

- No, I got this.
- Thank you.

Listen, folks,

I've been instructed by the City

to co-operate fully with the police,

and uh... well, they've made it clear

that means I gotta keep mum on all this.

We never spoke.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Well... good luck to you.

- Bye.
- OK. Bye.

We have to find that guy.

- The cat killer?
- Are you nuts?

That's our only solid lead.

- Perhaps I should drive.
- Yeah.

- Doesn't matter who drives.
- We gotta go see Susan now.

No, we're gonna let Susan do her job.

We're way out of her league.

We must just stop wasting her time.

- Luke, we're making progress.
- We have something tangible now!

- Dad, you need to rest!
- You need to go back to your bedpans!

- Dad!
- Don't talk to me!

- Hey, keep your voice down.
- Both of you,

- don't talk to me. Stop!
- Happy to oblige.

- Dad!
- I'm sorry.

Luke, where are you going?!

I'm going home to sift
through his glorious past.

Luke, if someone was
interested in vengeance,

they would've taken me, and not Anthony!

I know the people that
I put away hate me.

But they've done their
time, they've moved on.

Jim Chilton hasn't moved on at all.

The guy left us a clue to find.

- He's a psychopath.
- Obviously.

Well, psychopaths work
on urges, not vengeance!

Dad, is it that black and white?

It is.

I've worked with these people
in one form or another

my entire career.

If Anthony was taken by a psychopath...

we need to find him now.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Who are you?

Your boyfriend tried to strangle me.

So you show up here and...
you expect me to help?

You're the one who
posted on my son's site,

you're the one who told
my ex-husband there were

lots of people who wanted to
get back at Henry Sullivan.

You're a part of this investigation.

If you know something,
you have to tell me.

Cops already questioned me.

If they had anything on me,
I'd be at the station.

Is it money that you want?

'Cause I can get it.

I can go to the ATM right now.

Please help me.

So our cat-killer's
clearly done this before.

The decapitated animal
was left out for us.

On purpose, like an announcement.

- Announcing what?
- Our guy's more of a dog person?

Where are we with the car owners?

As of an hour ago, we still
got three left to contact:

Pine, Price and Lackey.

- Let's start there.
- I have a hunch about Lackey.

OK, park over there.

By the black fence.

- What do we do now?
- We wait for them to come out.

I don't see how following
the cops around

is going to get us anywhere.

Because they're cops,
they have procedures.

We don't.

I don't have the patience for this.

- Martin Lackey?
- Yeah?

- Hello, Sir.
- Detective-Sergeant Cooper.

Lieutenant-Detective Bowden.

Do you own a black hatchback car?

Yeah.

We're conducting a sweep
of the neighbourhood.

It involves a car that looks like yours.

Could we step inside?
We'd like to talk to you.

Sure we can't come in? Just
for quick, friendly chat.

- Got a warrant?
- Oh, there's no need for that.

We just want to ask you a few questions.

I'm not really dressed
for company right now.

- Get on the driver's side.
- What?!

Bring the car around.

What is that boy doing?

I don't know, but I think
it's something illegal...

Listen, I got nothing to say to ya.

I want to go back to bed. So
is that clear enough for you?

- OK, that's fine, Mr. Lackey.
- You get some sleep and, uh...

And I guess we'll be
seeing each other soon.

- Get in! Get in!
- What are you doing?

Go! Go! Go!

Was that us?

OK... we have a party to go to.

You said you wanted information, right?

Let's go.

You coming, or not?

OK, they're looking into
people with similar cars, huh?

Black. Four-door. Hatchback.

That'll be the car the
cat guy is driving.

That's why they have their DMV records.

Just to be clear, if they offer me
a deal, I'm ratting you guys out.

So only three people on the
list have criminal records:

Martin Lackey, Stephen Price,
this guy Francis Pine.

These guys all live in the area.
Susan will look at them first.

Pine looks unlikely to me.

One single charge of drug
possession when he was 20.

Francis Pine has an alibi.

Poker night. Let's see if it checks out.

- The guy in the apartment...
- Lackey, Martin Lackey,

he's got convictions for, uh...

drug trafficking and...

sexual assault.

Seriously?

Hello?

Oh, shit. How long?

Um... no, I'll be right there.

OK, bye.

I have to go to the hospital.
Um, just call me later, OK?

OK.

- Dad, you're gonna be okay?
- Do you need anything?

- No, I'm fine.
- OK.

Just, uh, keep an eye on him, OK?

OK.

- Hey, this other guy?
- His name's Stephen Price;

he did two years for
assault with bodily harm.

And listen to this:

it says he was homeless for a while.

- So what are you thinking?
- On that list,

there's only two people
with a history of violence:

Martin Lackey and Stephen Price.
It's gotta be one of them.

- Stephen Price?
- Yes?

Is this your vehicle?

- Who are you?
- I'm Detective-Sergeant Cooper.

Can we ask you a few questions, Mr.
Price?

What do you want to know?

Well, there was an incident
in Sunnyside Park.

We'd like to know where
you were on Sunday night.

- I was working.
- Where do you work?

- At an electric shop.
- Which one?

- C Electric.
- You're an electrician?

No... I'm a cleaner.

- Do you live here alone?
- Yes.

- Do you own this house?
- Yes.

Were you aware

that several cats have
been taken in the area?

No.

Do you mind if we inspect
your vehicle, sir?

My mechanic takes care of that.

It won't take long.

Please, go away.

No, Mr. Price, that's
not what I meant. Sir?

I have nothing to say to you.

Go away! Go away now, OK?

He's a little sensitive.

Cooper.

Yeah.

OK.

Alright. Thanks. Bye.

So someone saw a black Audi speed off

from the apartment building
where our car was broken into.

Damn. Henry.

I'll take care of it.

How does a guy who was on the
streets a couple of years ago

end up with a house like that?

Let's look into it.

Donna! Thanks for calling me.

Did Fred come back?

No, he left earlier today.

He said he was going out for
some air and just vanished.

OK. I, uh... I think I
know where he went.

Where are we going?

Up the road.

Am I gonna get any answers?

Relax.

It'll be fun.

Madam!

Chilly Chilton! Holy shit!

Hey, Cartwright!

Hi, beautiful.

Is the pretty lady shy?
Come on! Come on!

I got whatever you need
to make you feel comfy!

Come on.

Yeah.

After you.

Home sweet hell.

Ooh! That smells nice!

Yeah, I used to see Stephen
around all the time.

Another product of our
failed institutions.

Was he one of your clients?

We don't like to use that term.

Look, everyone around here
knows we're social workers,

but we try to blend in.

But, yeah, Stephen was
around when I first started.

Antisocial behaviour, a
few psychotic episodes.

I had to bring him to the
psych ward a couple of times.

Is he violent?

- I wouldn't say violent.
- Unpredictable... maybe.

- Does he have any family?
- Not that I know of.

Where's he from?

No idea. Hey, Mandy.

Hi, sugar.

When's the last time
you saw Stephen Price?

Stephen?

Maybe two years.

Do you remember the
last time you saw him?

Yeah. We were sitting
under the overpass,

swapping stories.

I was kind of buzzed.

Stephen never drank.

He just kept me company.

Then this car pulled up. Driver
rolled down the window...

Did you see the driver's face?

No. But Stephen did.

Boy, you shoulda seen the look:

jumped up like a kid
on Christmas morning,

tears in his eyes.

Climbed right in.

And that's the last time you saw him?

Yep.

Didn't even turn around to say goodbye.

Do you remember the kind of car?

I think it was silver.

Maybe blue?

Thanks, Mandy.

Did something happen to him?

- Only good things, it seems.
- Thanks, guys.

Damn, Chilly!

You scored way outta
your league man, huh?

Shut up, Gil.

Little sugar? My sugar?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa! Sit down.

Don't get upset.

Just... pfft! sit down.

Hey... live in the now.

So Chilly tells me you need
information on Henry Sullivan.

Oh, excuse me, the Right
Honourable Justice

Henry Sullivan, AKA shit-eating bastard.

- Huh? Is that right?
- Yeah.

And I hear you'll do
whatever it takes...

to get that information.

Shit, with everything I know about him,

I'll be banging her till next Christmas.

13-30, what's your location?

13-30 still at Lackey's.

Oh...

Susan left two guys to watch the house.

He must not have let her in.

Why would he do that?

Because he has something to hide.

He probably made her go get a warrant.

Shit, can you take me
back to my car quickly?

Helen's in trouble.

- Are you serious?
- Yes.

Fred?

Fred?

Oh, Fred! Thank God! Jesus Christ!

Fred, you scared the shit out of me!!

Sorry.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How are you?

I, um... I bought you some pills.

How'd you find the place?

Well, it's, uh, it's Mercy Lake, Fred.

There're only a few places out here.

And certainly only one
that looks like this!

Really, um... your house
is really something.

Yeah.

Maybe I hoped you'd remember.

I won't hurt you.

What's the matter?

Talk to Daddy.

- Look, I'm here to find my son.
- Are you gonna help me, or not?

Your son?

But...

What are you talking about?

What...?

Gil, I'm sorry, man! Come on! Ah!

I've met some dumb-asses in my
life, but you take the cake!!

- Helen! Helen! Helen! It's me!
- Can you imagine what

- she's going through?! Huh?!
- We gotta to go!

- What the hell are you doing here?
- Come with me!

I'll tell you everything I
know about Henry Sullivan.

Get lost!! The party's over!!

Anthony.

Anthony? Anthony?

Anthony?

Why'd you take off, Fred?

I guess I just wanted...

...a last hurrah.

I was thinking about my mother.

How she went into the
hospital and never came out.

You were little when she died?

Yeah.

I guess it's never easy, is it?
I was 37 and...

...that was still too soon.

My dad took it the hardest.

It was almost like losing
them both at once.

He must've loved her deeply.

He did. You'd never
know it to look at him,

'cause he's such an old crank,
but he was different with her.

It's almost...

it's almost like...

...he used up all his love on her

and the rest of us got scraps.

At least that's what I
always thought until, uh...

Until what?

Until Anthony... came along.

I'm sorry.

Tell me...

tell me about your mom.

You know, what was she...
what was she like?

All my favourite memories are with her.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I guess that's why she's been
on my mind so much lately.

Looking back over my life.

Thinking about what matters.

The people who matter.

The joint's been my second home
on and off since I was 20.

I'm 61 now, so you do the math.

In 41 years, I've met a lot of
people who hated your father.

The longest sentence I ever
got was 'cause of him.

I don't know what that
guy's problem was.

Do you hate him enough to want revenge?

- I had nothing to do with this.
- Is that clear?

Thank you.

You have time to hate someone

when you're doing 10, 15, 25 years.

But taking a kid?

Even if you've killed people, you
still have a code of honour.

You don't touch kids.

But what about the... crazies?

There must've been
dangerous people in there?

Yeah, there's definitely some
people who weren't all there.

- One guy in particular...
- Who?

The guy who raped his wife.

Uh, I'm sorry, whose wife?

- Sullivan's wife.
- What?

- A total whackjob.
- He raped the whole city.

Who did?

Jason Dodd.

- Dangerous guy.
- He raped Margaret?

You... didn't know?

- When did this happen?
- Early '70s.

He even got her pregnant.

When in the '70s?

Excuse me.

Hello?

I need to know where
your father is. Now.

What's going on?

He smashed my car,
stole important files,

then broke into a
potential suspect's home,

where he found a drug lab

and turned the whole place upside down.

An eyewitness saw him drive
off, covered in blood.

He's dangerous now, Luke.

But thanks to him, you got in, right?

- What?
- You didn't have a warrant.

Dad made it so you could get
inside Lackey's apartment.

Susan, if you think we're gonna
sit here and do nothing...

after we finally have a lead?

Anthony, he's counting on us.

Luke, I'm going to be straight with you.

I think we need to consider
the possibility that...

Anthony is not alive.

And if that's the case,

then the only thing we can do
is try and find whoever did it.

And you and your father are
screwing up our chances

by interfering.

Henry is a danger to himself
and to the investigation.

Tell me where he is right now.

He has your files.

He's looking into the ones
with criminal records.

He's going after Stephen Price now.

Stephen Price?

Hey, I just want to talk to you.

I just... I just want to talk to you.

Stephen, I just want to
talk for one minute!

I don't care about cats, OK?

A cat's a cat, OK?

But what did you do with him?

Huh?

I didn't do anything.

What do you want?

That's my grandson.

That's who we're looking for.

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

- He... You do.
- No, I... I don't.

- You know what I'm talking about.
- Leave me alone.

You do!

It's my grandson! Huh?!

- You tell me where he is!
- No! No!

Tell me where he is!

Tell me where he is!

- You tell me where he is!
- No! No! No!

He came in looking for Catherine,

with a pretty deep cut on his wrist.

On his wrist?

An accident, he said, but he
was talking incoherently.

It took some effort,

but we convinced him
to check himself in.

His vitals were spiking,
elevated heart rate, anxiety,

so we administered a sedative.

He's right in here.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Susan?

- The psychiatrist came by.
- They're gonna keep him.

Martin Lackey had nothing
to do with Anthony, Luke.

- You've made quite a mess for us.
- Yeah, I'm...

Do you know who Jason Dodd is, Susan?

Yes.

But it can't be Dodd, Helen. He died.

When?

Shortly after he was
released from prison.

Before Anthony's disappearance.

I know. I was the lead investigator.

- He died a gruesome death.
- What do you mean, gruesome?

He was castrated.

Couldn't he have had accomplices?

I highly doubt it.

Dodd was a maniac. He worked alone.

He was completely antisocial.

He raped my mother.

- I know.
- And she got pregnant.

Did... did she have the baby?

And-and, uh, what... what
year did this happen?

I'd have to look it up in the file.

- Mr. Charters.
- Detective Cooper.

- Thanks for coming.
- Not at all. Follow me.

Shit.

Well, after the attack, he
didn't press any charges.

The fact is, we're looking into him

with respect to another matter.

Really? Nothing serious, I hope?

I can't say, but I'd like to know
a little bit more about him.

Well, I can't say
anything bad about him.

He's a good employee.
Doesn't bother anyone.

Luke, even if he is your father,

it doesn't mean anything.

This...

OK.

I... I can't understand shit!!

This is bullshit!

That bastard can tell
me to my goddamn face!!

Ever behaved violently?

No.

- Never.
- Any weird habits?

Listen, Stephen Price is an odd fellow,

there's no doubt.

But there's an explanation for that.

He's, uh

He's had it tough.

What do you mean, he's had it tough?

- We both went to the same place.
- I know what I'm talking about.

And what place would that be?

We both went to St. James.

That's why I hired him:
to give the guy a chance.

It's not you!

Luke, it's not you.

You were born December 20, 1972.

The rape took place April 14, 1971.

- Why wouldn't my mother tell me?
- Listen to me!

You were born 20 months later.
It can't be you.

What exactly is St. James?

It's an orphanage.

What?

She must've gotten pregnant again
shortly after giving birth.

It isn't you.

Then who's the boy?

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