All language subtitles for Life on Mars S01E03 My Maharishi Is Bigger Than Your Maharishi

Look at these clowns. Too molly for
their hometown, so they come here.

Nixon ending the war was going to put a
stop to this freak show.

This counterculture rig.

will one day be looked upon as the time
when a politicized youth rebelled

against the excesses of the Vietnam War,
the excesses of corporate arrogance,

and the excesses of racial intolerance.
Yeah, well, the problem with a

politicized youth is that they do
destructive things, like blow up

monuments, burn down induction centers,
make their own jewelry out of seashells.

I used to play in this park as a kid.

You did? I think that's the place.

Hey, 2B!

Wendy? You come here to find yourself,
too?

Guys, crime scene's over here.

Looks here like assault.

Signs of overkill.

Blood force crawling to the head. He was
beaten to death.

Wherever it was, we're looking at
something else.

Hey, what are you... Captain.

Robert Reeve, Jr.

31. Queen's address.

Navy. River assault. Look at the
insignia. Missile.

Oh, man.

I know, I know.

What? The last time a military vet was
killed, the loot burned the city down

until we found the killer.

Only thing worse than Huntsbook than
killing a cop, killing a vet.

Rest in peace, my man, because you just
sensed it that we ain't gonna.

So, this young man goes off to Vietnam
to fight for his country. He returns

to his family. It's safe.

And he's murdered. Here.

We're gonna get this tough guy that did
this.

And I'm going to look him in the face,
and I'm going to make him cry for his

mother.

What have we got?

A victim's name is Robert Reed, 31,
lived in Queen as a wife and a son.

Missing a week.

Wife and a son.

Black berets.

It was tough as so be the boot.

You serve, boss?

I would have, Tyler, but... I burned my
draft card to join the Hare Krishnas

instead.

I had you down for some kind of military
personnel, although I had to guess the

guy ties a blindfold for the firing
squad.

I like to tie a blindfold around your
butt to keep you from talking.

I want this guy caught.

I want him caught yesterday.

Get this guy. Get this guy.

Get this guy.

What do you mean we can't get the car
out of there for 48 hours? That's

ridiculous. No, no, you stick it up
your... Hello?

Oh.

Well, the future may be uncertain, but
one thing's for sure.

Things will happen a lot faster there.

You know, someday even paper will be
obsolete.

I think that's sad.

Sad? Why is it sad?

I like paper. I like the way it feels
between my fingertips.

Well. I'd love to stay and gab, but I've
got to get back to my important work.

Annie Norris. She puts the cup in
coffee.

Yes, she does.

Oh, um, speaking of which, can you go
down to 215th Street, impound in the

morning, give Reeves Carr once over?
There may be something in there to give

a line on this guy.

Really? You want me to do it? Who else?

Annie Norris. She put the imp in
impound.

All right, let's go, Tyler. The boss
says we can only put off the next of kin

for so long.

Saddle up there, no nuts.

Deceit had a kid. We're going to need
that do -we -I -do -do that only you do.

Everybody's going to feel the vibe.

Drink a sweet cherry wine.

Oh, sweet cherry wine.

I just can't believe it. Two tours of
duty.

He hasn't even been home six months and
now this.

I want to know why.

We're here to answer that question, Mrs.
Reeves.

What can you tell us about your
husband's state of mind in the days

found him?

Um, he seemed happy to be home. Happy to
be back with me again.

Happy to be with our boy, Robbie.

So,

So all things considered, he was happy.

He had good days and bad days.

He had, what do you call it, re -entry
problems.

He had that on certain days.

What about war buddies? Did he keep in
touch with any of them? Was he part of a

support group?

Oh, he did get a call recently from his
squad leader, John Fisher.

He seemed excited about that. Did he
give any details about the call? No, he

didn't.

But I think that he missed the
camaraderie, you know?

For that one afternoon, he had it back.

I hate to ask this, but... Do you think
there could have been another woman?

Oh, no.

No, that just wasn't Bob.

No, amongst all of my girlfriends, I was
considered the lucky one.

My friend Marie was very fond of saying
that a woman could trust no man except

for maybe Bob Reeves.

Excuse me.

A little more grown up.

The Knicks are looking good in the
finals?

I guess.

Sorry about your dad.

You know, my dad took me to a Knicks
game once.

I'll never forget it.

It's one of the last memories I have of
him.

So your dad died too?

No.

No, he just left.

We're going to find whoever did this to
your father.

Sorry, he just reminds me of... Wait a
minute.

I'm here.

Yeah, you are.

No, no, I mean... I'm here.

Out there somewhere. We moved so much
when I was little, so I don't remember

where exactly I lived in the city in
1973, but I'm here. I have to be.

Pam! I can't believe I didn't think of
this before.

It's so obvious what I have to do. This
could be the key to getting back home.

And what is that, Sam?

I need to find myself, Annie.

I need to find myself.

My name is Sam Tyler.

I was in an accident and I woke up in
1973.

I don't know how or why I'm here.

But whatever's happened, it's like I've
landed on a different planet.

Now maybe if I can work out the reason,
I can get home.

Last time a military veteran was killed,
a Marine by the name of Jerry D

'Angelo. Served in Korea.

He was bludgeoned to death by a
dictionary.

Loot had us harassing every librarian
from here to Boston.

That's why it's important to keep
looking through these files.

Track down every purpose assaulted a
returned veteran in the past six months.

Tyler, you looking for your people in
the police files?

Faith, man.

We found a war buddy, Fisher. He's an
uptown fella, so you and me are going

uptown.

Robert was one of the best Navy men I
ever met.

Don't mind my saying, uh, you look like
you're well acquainted with the kind of

people who could have kept you out of
Vietnam.

Well, uh, I love my country, detective.

My father was a highly decorated
admiral. My grandfather... helped chase

Kaiser to the Netherlands in World War
I, you might say I was bred for combat.

Mrs. Reeves said you contacted her
husband before he died. Yes, I did.

Can you tell us about his state of mind?

Was there anything troubling him that he
might not share with his wife? Well,

Robert was tormented by the lack of
respect veterans are getting.

How's that?

Well, you know, the hippies, the freaks.

You'd see them in the street. One time,
they spit on him. That's what we call

the unwelcoming committee.

Our precinct is thick with them. Flag
burning, protesting.

They're all traitors. I mean, every time
I go out to play ball with my kids, I

remember exactly where the shrapnel hit
this leg.

I'm reminded of what traitors they are.

Well, they don't see it that way.

They think they're just being patriotic.

They do have a right to peacefully
protest.

Come on, that's what we're fighting for
over there, isn't it? I mean, you take

away that right, we might as well be...

Living in Iran.

Iran.

What's Iran got to do with it?

The unwelcoming committee.

The unwelcoming committee.

We've had seven different cases in the
last three months of returning vets

getting savagely beaten. We call it up
all seven. And all seven were members of

a privileged band of college hippies who
avoided the war with educational

deferments. The unwelcoming committee.
Exactly.

Cowards. Taking it out on the very
symbol of their cowardice.

We came home to parades.

Confetti, drums, bugles, giggling
factory girls.

All only too happy to share.

Today, they come back to getting
attacked by the very people they served.

When did it all come apart?

When did it all come apart?

We'll take care of him, boss.

Is that them? No, the guys we're looking
for are on the top floor.

Yo, take us to Sticker. Who are you guys
to intrude on our kingdom of awareness?

Shut your bazooka.

1968 called and wants his tachiki back.

Hey man, you can't come in here. I need
to talk to Sticker and you're going to

take me to the war. The radicalization
of the anti -war movement subsumed the

spirituality of the narcissists.

Now man, there's no more war.

So what does that mean? Does that mean
we shouldn't focus on the ecology? No!

Does that mean we shouldn't focus on
intolerance? No! Based on race, based on

gender, based on sexual orientation.

Well, well, speaking of intolerance,
look who it is.

Detective Ray Carling.

Court jester for the Emperor of the
125th Precinct. And he brought along his

goldfish.

And a newcomer who looks like a star,
but really is out on parole.

A vet gets killed in our precinct, so we
ask ourselves which anti -American scum

that we know is most likely to have
beaten a Navy man until he killed him.

Well, thank you for thinking of me.

You know this guy? Because you were seen
with him.

Of course I was.

Well, unless God is using you for
miracle practice, Creighton, you're

burn like short order toast for killing
a patriot like Robert Reeves.

Where were you on Saturday night?

Well, I was killing Robert Reeves, of
course.

This is a dead end.

I'm going to go have an ask around.

See you in a moment.

All right, Dicker, let's go talk like
men who hate each other's guts.

Hi, Daisy. Come on.

Just one more point. Okay.

Hey, Toby.

What is this?

Twice in one day we just run into each
other. Uh, I guess so. I guess not. I

don't believe in coincidences. I believe
in the curlicue whimsy of fate.

Everything is connected.

Come on, 2B, let's find out.

I... If you can't find what you're
looking for here, then

you must have already found it.

Yesterday has vanished.

Tomorrow is an illusion.

One that hypnotizes the conventional man
into a deep, deep sleep.

And most never awaken.

Isn't that right, my friend?

is creating every moment of your future
and every moment of your past.

The future is a fever dream.

When now is all there is.

And all there is is now.

Maybe 2008 is the illusion, but 1973 is
the reality.

What did you say?

What did you say?

Did we?

Did you? Just get here?

Yes. I dropped you off late. Or was it
early?

Apparently you stayed up calling people.
I was researching.

Ooh, researching what?

Cop stuff? I have the teeniest crush on
Steve McGarrett.

Do you know him? Yeah, I know who he is.
Uh, Hawaii Five -O?

Book him, Danno. Do you ever say that?
Book him, Danno? I would.

If I worked with a guy named Danno. You
should hire one. How?

cool would that be?

What were you researching?

Um, myself.

My parents.

I've already checked police records,
DMV, utility companies, and now the

book. Problem is, I was like four years
old, so I can't remember where we... We

move a lot. Moved a lot.

And Tyler's a really common last name.

But there's so many detailed memories.

I remember the little things, you know?

Like the, uh, G .I. Joes I hid in a Tom
McCam box behind a loose baseboard in my

bedroom. Did I make that up?

I don't know, did you?

Oh, how much did I drink last night?

That was pure bliss you were on.

The Maharishi special.

I told you he was righteous.

Good morning.

Morning. Thought you might want to know
the lieutenant was banging around the

precinct looking for you. If we don't
get this case solved soon, I think he's

going to burst into flames.

Hold on two seconds.

What I really wanted to tell you, I went
to the impound, searched Robert Reese's

car, didn't find much.

I'll be right back.

Who's that? A girl I work with, Annie.
Annie, that's a nice name.

How come Annie isn't allowed in? Annie
is allowed in.

It's just, she, uh... I'll talk to you
later.

Have a good day, Tooby. Tell Annie I
said hi.

Okay, so, what do we got?

Rough night last night?

Not really, no. A little insomnia,
maybe.

Um, well, here you go. What?

Oh.

You're kidding me.

This is all we got?

The business card of an accountant.

I'm sorry, but... I'm not blaming you.
It's just Hunt is going to have

ass.

All right, let's go check out Lawrence
R. Jones.

So, where did you meet Rob Reeves?

At a bar.

Through another client of mine who sends
a lot of new business my way. He had

questions about tax liability.

Taxes? In May?

Something about an inheritance.

Oh.

Who died?

Oh, he didn't say.

What was the name of the bar where you
met Reeves?

Oh, I don't remember.

Oh, the Carlisle Hotel.

In the bar.

You ever hear Bobby Short?

Oh, sensational.

Sensational. I always loved that word.

The wife didn't mention anything about
an inheritance.

That's not exactly tax season.

You know, if I didn't know better, I'd
say Jones is... What?

You know.

Fishy? No.

Dodgy? No.

Annie, I don't know what you mean by...
Homosexual.

Oh.

Oh.

Want me to say that? I know
psychologists think that...

homosexuality is caused by a conflict
between the ego or some dominating

I think that's all a bunch of crap. Just
something in his body language.

You know, the way he sat, the way he
fussed with his clothes, the way he used

the word sensational like it was made
out of milk chocolate.

Women have such great gaydar.

Gaydar?

Gaydar. Gaydar.

Did you come up with that yourself? No,
I heard it somewhere.

Chris.

Sam. Annie.

What do we got?

Well, Annie here brought in a tax
accountant, which I think is a great

it was April 15th. Actually, Annie has
an interesting theory about Robert

Reeves. Well, let's hear it, Norris.

Well, the accountant was obviously...

I think maybe Robert Reeves was a
homosexual.

What are you talking about?

They met at a bar and... And?

And if the accountant were gay and they
were meeting after working hours...

Robert Reeves was a war hero.

And a family man.

Is this the way you want his son to
remember him?

Just hear her out. Hear what? That
because he had a drink with his

that makes him a queer.

I once shared an ice cream cone with a
midget. Does that make me four foot

Better question.

Does any of this have anything to do
with my investigation?

Find me the tough guy responsible for
this.

Hey, Robbie.

Hey. Is your mom around?

Nah, she's at the butcher's. She said
she'd be gone for a while.

How about those Knicks, huh?

You see game three?

Pretty amazing.

I know it wasn't the same without your
dad.

Did you find who killed him yet?

Not yet, but we will.

Promised you I would.

My dad had this way about him.

You know?

He was the man.

It was the way he dressed, the way he
laughed.

And whenever he was near, I felt like
nothing could ever go wrong.

I don't care about your dad.

Your dad left, my dad died.

It's true.

But your dad didn't give up on you.

Your dad didn't have a choice.

My dad made two promises to me.

The first, if the Knicks made it to a
playoff, he'd take me to a game. And

they did, he honored that promise.

We took the subway.

It was my first time taking it.

He held my hand.

God, I remember it like it was
yesterday.

I remember he had a tattoo on the hand
that always held mine. It was a cobra.

That had been his nickname when he was a
kid.

Cobra.

So what was the second promise?

It's my fourth birthday party.

He went for a walk in the woods, said
he'd be right back.

That was the last time I ever saw him.

I hand him over.

Hand what over?

Cigarettes. Give them to me.

How'd you know?

I'm a detective, Robbie.

I detect things.

Where did you get these?

They were my dad's.

There are a lot of ways you can deal
with what's happening to you right now.

This?

is not the way.

Okay?

Catch. Talk to you later, Bobby.

Damn.

What are you doing in here?

I saw the diamonds.

I came in.

A loose baseboard.

I found this picture.

Who is she? I don't know.

This looks just like a place I remember
living.

I even found this box. Right where I
thought it would be. Well, look. No G

Joes.

Wait.

Don't you see? See?

This case brought me to this block so I
could see this apartment building. I

think this is where I lived. I think
this was my bedroom.

Maybe.

And maybe it's just a coincidence.

I don't believe in coincidences.

I believe in the curlicued whimsy of
fate.

Sam, you suffered a head injury.

It can happen.

Hiccups in your mind.

This proves I'd go anywhere for a drink.

Reeves used to frequent this place.

So?

The kid had this matchbook.

It's from here.

Said it belonged to his dad.

You know, a lot of people are gay, and
you can't tell. Oh, yeah.

Like who?

I don't know. Um, Rock Hudson?

Oh.

Tyler, you sicken me. What?

The Rock? Yeah.

Was doing things the darish day you
could only dream of.

What's the matter with you?

Um, excuse me?

We're detectives from the 125.

Ever seen this guy before?

Why should I tell you?

Because someone beat him to death.

So they finally killed one of us, and
now you fellas care.

Who's the dead guy, a congressman? Just
answer the question, Lulu.

His name is Bobby.

Married, I think. Very sweet.

He's one of those guys who just figured
out who he really was, if you know what

I mean. You know if he was, um, seeing
an accountant by the name of Jones?

Larry Jones?

Not a chance.

Larry's so deep in the closet, he passes
out business cards hoping to get rich,

not lucky.

What can you tell us about violence in
this area?

Hooligans. From the bar across the park.

They like to get boomered on Fridays and
Saturday nights and beat up the queers.

It's been really bad since the playoffs
started.

Just ask Gary over there.

You see?

Reeves' murder's looking more and more
like a hate crime.

What?

What was the one I really, really liked
you crying?

Okay, I got mug shots, sketches, rap
sheets. There have been numerous

at this precinct, all at the same park
with the exact same M .O.

Looks like you got some gay bashing
around here. Gay bashing?

What's that, throwing a party for a
queer?

I don't know. I'm thinking of taking the
old lady to see Soylent Green. What do

you think?

Supposed to be good.

We're not.

We're not watching. We're not going to
put this case on the back burner because

Reeves turned out to be homosexual.

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

Unbelievable.

You know, this kind of rampant prejudice
and hatred is going to someday, quite

literally, change this city. The
physical landscape of this city.

In ways you can't even imagine.

And get us into other wars for even
flimsier reasons than the one that just

ended.

Have fun, kids.

The crackers are made out of people.

Yeah.

What? The least I can do is spoil the
ending of the movie for that guy.

Okay. Forget him.

I guess that just leaves us.

Sam. Based on these reports, these same
guys are out there every weekend bashing

heads in the park. So, we're going to
lay some bait with a wire on until we

catch them.

Bait?

Who's the bait?

What?

Who, me?

No. No.

No,

I don't look like one of those...

See anything out there yet? I can't hear
you.

Oh.

Wouldn't it be great when they invent
two -way technology for this kind of

thing? Yeah. Right after they invent a
world without... I thought you guys

should know.

It's making me really, really
uncomfortable.

I look just like my Uncle Harold.

But my Uncle Harold, he wasn't a... No,
no, no. He took me to my first Broadway

musical.

Wow.

Uncle Harold?

Hey,

boss.

I'm leaving in a minute. I'm taking
Denise to the movies.

Little Eddie G. Robinson, little
Charlton Heston. Nobody gets hurt.

Where are the others?

Well, Tyler got a lead on the dead
fairy. They went to chase it. Why aren't

with them?

Ah, you know.

What's one less rocket lover in the
world, right?

Get up.

What? Get up.

So, he's a fruit fly.

You know what's worse than a fruit fly,
Ray? A murderer.

There's nothing lower than a murderer.

So what's the difference who the victim
was?

No man has the right to take another
man's life, no matter what you and I

There's a killer on the loose, and it's
our job to pursue him to the very gates

of hell.

You understand this?

Boss, I'm... Tell me!

You understand this?

Yeah.

I understand.

Good.

Game over, pal.

Hit your knees. Hands behind your head.

Do it.

You okay, Chris?

I think so.

Annie? Yeah.

Well done.

Look at my guy.

Look what you did to his face.

He's a beautiful boy.

Look at him now.

Also, let me remind you that the murder
victim is a decorated Vietnam vet.

He'd want you to have that.

He was a perv and a queer.

Which, in your mind, means he didn't
have the right to a long, happy life.

And his son didn't have the right to
have his daddy.

Look, we like to mess those guys up.
They're disgusting, okay?

But we didn't kill anybody.

We're just having fun, all right? So am
I.

Hey.

Something to remember about prison,
which is where you're going to go if you

don't cooperate, is this.

In prison, these things you find...

So offensive, well, they're an everyday
occurrence.

Perpetrated by big, strong men on little
skinny men as regular as breakfast.

In fact, a typical day in prison goes
something like this. Breakfast, sodomy.

Exercise yard, sodomy. Lunch, sodomy.
Arts and crafts, sodomy. Dinner,

major sodomy. Detective Tyler, what's
the difference between sodomy and major

sodomy?

Well, major thotomy has a big kissing
component.

I saw it.

Saw what?

Jimmy, you don't got to tell these guys
nothing.

Neither do you.

I saw two guys in the park.

Go on.

One of them was him.

They were kissing at first. He said
something I couldn't hear.

And the other guy yanked his arm away.

And he tried to get away, but he
couldn't.

Then he just threw that guy down on the
ground, and he leaned over and started

punching him. Punch after punch after
punch.

And now you're telling me he's dead?

He said he leaned over to punch him.

Did he ever kick him? No, no. Even when
he was down on the ground, you're sure

he bent over to keep punching the guy?

Never kicked him, not even once? Nope.

And when the killer ran away, was there
anything funny about the way he ran off?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Yeah, there was.

Yeah, he was running real fast.

For a guy with a limp.

So you were a captain.

A leader of men.

That's right.

Look, I see you got a lot to lose here.

Your honor, your family's respect.

But Robert Reed's, by all accounts, a
good man and a fine officer.

He's dead.

Now, this isn't how we do things in the
squad where I come from.

But if you just tell us what happened,
nobody has to know why you did it.

I'm not going to say exactly what
happened over there. It's nobody's

But Bob wanted to bring it back here,
into the world, where everything's

different.

Where everything's different?

Well, you don't get to decide who lives
or who dies, Captain. It wasn't like

that. You think you couldn't live with
homosexuality, but you could live with

being a murderer.

Over there, you might have killed to
survive. But you killed here because you

didn't like a guy who's queer.

Look, Bob thought he was living a lie
when he got back.

He thought that a man of integrity
wouldn't fear what other people thought

him. You fear what people think of you.

I have to say, Bob had courage.

I didn't mean to kill him. I didn't.

I just... wanted to get away from him,
but he wouldn't let me go. And when he

went too far, I just... It all came
apart.

Yes, it did.

We'll do that.

It will all come apart.

In war and in peace.

Cuff him.

Yeah, he's in the military.
Unbelievable.

What next?

They're gonna want to get married?

Lucky coincidence, huh, Tyler?

You just happened to call her the very
guy who see him killing Reeves.

I don't believe in coincidences, Ray. I
believe in the curlicued whimsy of fate.

After all, everything's connected.

I still don't understand why you need to
do this.

It's ruined the memory of her husband.

The only question Caroline Reeves wanted
answered was why.

Now we know why.

Can I get you something to drink? No.

Thank you.

There's something I wanted to say about
your husband, Mrs. Reeves.

Something maybe you didn't know.
Something you need to know.

Well, your husband was a very brave man.

More courageous than most.

Much more.

And he died for what he believed in,
Mrs. Reeves.

And I wanted you to know that... Are you
saying that someone killed him because

of the war, detective?

No.

That's not what I'm saying at all.

Well, then what?

It was John Fisher, his squad leader.

John Fisher.

Why?

Because he resented your husband's
bravery.

He resented his honor.

Because John Fisher realized that he
could never be the man your husband was.

Sometimes the most intolerant men are
also the most afraid.

You gonna be okay?

You have to be.

Here, Mom.

You know what?

You may not be able to see your dad, but
if you try, you can still feel him.

Close your eyes.

Close them.

Picture your dad.

Can you feel him?

Because if you can feel him, then he's
not really gone.

He's here.

Now.

Now is all he really is.

So anytime you need your dad, you close
your eyes.

No, came close a couple of times.

I'm starting to think you're right.

The 2008 and the illusion in 1973 is
definitely a reality.

The only thing that makes it is right
now.

Whoa! I'm changing.

I think you're finally getting the hang
of it.

I'm changing.

I'm changing.