Original subtitles

♪ Too tough to die ♪

♪ Blessed are those who believe ♪

♪ Who believe and have not seen ♪

♪ I wasn't there ♪

♪ And it's got me wondering ♪

♪ No room to turn ♪

♪ Let alone learn ♪

♪ And I am ♪

♪ I'm too tough to die ♪

Sync and corrections by n17t01 www.addic7ed.com

(Sobs)

_

(Sobs)

(Keys in number on cellphone)

(Phone rings)

Grace? Grace, it's me.

I need to see you.

(Groans)

(Ringing tone)

Please pick up.

Hi, it's Tom Travis. Sorry I missed your call.

(Beep)

It's me.

I just wanted to hear your voice.

It always helps me sleep.

I love you.

(Knocking)

(JIMMY) Jacks!

(Thudding on door)

Jackie, it's me.

Ah...

you were right.

- About what? - Max.

I got it wrong. I got it so wrong.

What happened to you?

A car crash.

- I know I look like shit. - No, you never...

Can I come in?

Hm?

Yeah.

How did I get it so wrong?

I didn't see it.

Max.

I worshipped him.

Don't. Don't be so hard on yourself, Jimmy.

You know, everything that Alec said was true.

We doted on him.

Alec and me we're too much alike, but Max...

Max is what I wanted to be... yearned to be.

Alec is what I was. (Chuckles)

- Jimmy. - Oh, it's true.

You know, I can admit it, fuck.

When Alec started tearing into me it didn't sting.

That was what was so painful.

I didn't care enough for it to sting.

But with Max I saw it.

I mean, the rage in his face, his eyes.

Hatred for me. My own son!

Where the fuck did I go wrong?

Alec, he was always the wild one, but Max...

Max... Max understood.

He understood.

I thought he understood.

How am I gonna fix this?

Max...

How am I gonna reach him?

(Phone rings)

Yeah?

You'd better get down here, Jimmy.

What is it, Joe?

Just get down here.

Hi.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.

You okay?

Yeah.

I have to go.

- Will I see you later? - Of course.

(Door opens and closes)

It's the OPD. I want you all to stay where you are.

Look, I'm a cop.

Fuck, I'm a cop.

- Sweetheart. - Call me.

I know somebody in Vice. We'll have this figured out before you know it.

No, really. I got a good explanation for all of this.

(Police siren)

(Gulls cry)

(Police radio chatter)

Cameras-- just what we needed.

- Hey. Where the fuck is Wilson? - CI rubdown. He'll be here.

Fucking Wilson! I don't even have a lead detective on my crime scene now.

- Lieutenant... - Fucking hell.

I'd like to be considered for lead on the case.

- Huh? - I can handle this. You know I can.

You're as ambitious as I used to be.

Opportunity like this I'd have done the same thing.

- It's not like that. - Oh?

(Chuckles)

(He exhales heavily)

Still think you're ready for this?

- What? - Hm.

Nothing.

It's just the fucking fire, you know.

Brings back, you know, memories.

Fucking memories. Could have been me.

You want it?

It's yours.

Come on.

The eagle has landed.

They found a body in there, probably some fucking bum.

We've been getting more and more of them sleeping down here.

They've been lighting fires. I saw this coming.

- James Laszlo? - Huh?

- This is your pier, right? - What's the trouble?

I'm not at liberty to say, but I need to talk to you,

your guys, your sons, take some statements.

You can start with him,

and if you want me you know where to fucking find me.

(Keys in number on cellphone)

(ALEC) Yo. Talk to me.

(Beep)

Alec, it's me. Call me when you get this.

Hey, it's Max.

Call me.

(Cellphone ringing)

- Hello? - Put Alec on.

He isn't with me.

- You know where he is? - No.

Cath...?

Hey, it's Max.

Have either of my sons been in?

(MAN) We ain't seen 'em, Jimmy.

(WILSON) Hey.

Lieutenant, you started without me.

- So, what have we got? - You wanna tell him?

You know what? Let me.

- I gave it to Fleming. - Oh, yeah. Very funny.

So now you can report to him.

- (She laughs) - She serious?

I'm gonna need your help on this.

Fuck this. It's fucking ridiculous.

See ya.

(Ringing tone)

(ALEC) Yo. Talk to me.

- Black or white? - I'm looking for Rufus.

- You wanna play Rufus, huh? - Yeah.

- He's over there. - Thanks.

- Rufus? - You wanna play me?

- You must think you're pretty good. - Not today, thanks.

What you want from me, then?

I'm hoping you've seen my son, Max.

Max Laszlo. He likes to come down here.

That kid? That kid can play.

- You ever play with him? - Yeah, I taught him.

You raised a good chess player.

- Has he been by? - I haven't seen him.

Last time he was here he took me for everything I had.

It shouldn't be too much longer.

These probation hearings,

does it mean anything when they keep you waiting?

It can.

Yeah, like what?

- Truth? - No, lie to me.

Usually not good.

Right.

- Detective Travis. - Yeah.

(MITCH) Hey.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Well?

Yeah, I got it.

- Yeah? - Got my badge back.

I knew it. Congratulations.

I knew they'd be sympathetic. That's great.

Oh. Well, that makes one of us.

Well, a charm like yours, how could they go any other way?

(Both chuckle)

- You alright? - Mm-hm.

- You okay? - Oh...

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. - Alright.

- Go, go, go, go! - (Shouts of encouragement)

Do we have to be here?

Oh, come on, a little rain never killed anyone.

- It's so lame. - Lame?

I used to play wide receiver in high school.

- Yeah, I know. - Uh-huh.

- Yeah. You're in, let's go. - Is that Nathan?

- Why do you ask? - No reason.

- Dad, we're just friends, okay? - Sure. Of course.

Just friends.

- (Shouting) - Keep running. Run, run!

Go!

Look, sweetheart, erm...

I got a job.

I applied for a teaching job in Ferndale,

which is this really pretty little town

a few hours north of here.

And... I think we should go.

I sort of feel I should have done this a long time ago.

You know, get us out of here.

What does Mom think?

I haven't talked to her about it yet.

But I think we both need to be prepared for the possibility

that your mother may not come.

Yeah.

(Squeak of door)

Do you know how much longer she's gonna be?

Who are you waiting for again?

- Hernandez. - Oh. Right.

Right. Yeah. I'll check.

- (Knock at door) - Come in.

- Now? - How long's he been waiting?

Half an hour.

Five more minutes.

I don't know if he has five more minutes.

Fine.

(Sighs) Jesus.

- Captain. - Lieutenant.

Didn't think I'd see you here, not this soon.

How are you gonna embarrass me this time?

- It's not like that. - Oh, really?

What do you want from me, Mr Laszlo? I'm very busy.

The body from the pier, I may be able to identify it.

Okay. Are you alright?

If you'd let me see the body...

- Why? What is it? - I need to see.

Was he found with anything?

Yes.

It's one of my sons.

Do you know which one?

If you get us their dental records

we can make a quicker ID.

Fuck!

- What are you doing here? - Where's Alec?

- I don't know. - Cathy.

I don't know where he is.

Whatever you said to him last night got him so angry,

he had to get away before he did something stupid.

He worships you. He'd do anything for you.

He came to you against my better judgment to make things right.

And what do you do? What you always do.

Piss on him.

- I have to go. - One of them is dead.

What?

One of my sons...

What... What are you talking about?

One of them is dead.

I don't understand. Tell me.

Tell me. Tell me.

What the fuck happened? What the fuck happened?

- Sssh... - What the fuck happened? What?

- A fire at the pier. - And?

I went to the morgue. I can't recognize...

How... how do you know it's one of them? How do you know?

- The watch. - (Sobs)

Oh, it can't be Alec. It can't be Alec. It can't be.

- Ssh! - It can't be. (Sobs)

It might not be him.

Oh, our daughter. It can't be Alec.

Max?

(Sniffs)

(Sighs)

(Voices in distance)

- Oh, come on, Dad, please. - There's no way...

(Low conversation continues)

- It's too tall. - You don't even try.

Lieutenant?

- What? - Dental came in.

- It's Max Laszlo. - Oh... why all this shit?

Alright.

(Keys jangle)

(Key in lock)

(Door closes)

Cathy told me.

What happened?

- Dad? - (Inhales sharply)

You need to go.

What?

You should go.

You think I killed him?

Jesus.

Of course not.

I'm trying to protect you!

Fuck!

Oh, hey.

Christ, Travis.

You don't mind if I join you?

You're ruining my breakfast. You know how hard it is to ruin bacon?

- You don't know, do you? - What?

- I got reinstated. - Oh, well, I'll be...

Who'd you pay off?

I heard they ID'd Max Laszlo.

- Fucking Max Laszlo. - Hm. Fucking Max Laszlo.

- You believe it? - Right?

- Crazy. - Mm-hm.

- So who's the POI? - Big brother.

You're shitting me.

Last time they were seen together, Alec tried to rip his head off.

They had to be pulled apart.

Those boys have had it in for each other since the day they were born.

The motherfucker chops off heads,

so what's a little barbecue?

Yeah, right.

So what do I owe the privilege?

Meaning, what do you want from me?

What do I want?

I could have ratted you out to Hernandez a bunch of times. * I had the chance.

Not while you're banging your CI.

Making love. It's called making love.

In what world is that making love?

Mine.

I need to borrow your car just for a couple of hours.

No way, no fucking way.

- You could help me, though. - Oh, yeah? Why?

- You know, old times' sake. - Oh, come on.

If I... bring in Alec,

I'm back in favor, I'm back on side.

You just don't change, do you?

Come on, I know you know.

Where does little Alec go to hide out?

Well, why don't I take these...

and when I get back I'll tell you.

- What do you have? - Well, there's this.

Where was it?

Way at the back, under the steps.

It took you long enough.

The structure had to be made sound before we could conduct a thorough search.

- Prints? - We're on it.

(Doorbell)

Jimmy.

I came as soon as I heard.

I'm so sorry.

- Do they know what happened? - I... I don't know.

Not yet.

(Sobs)

I'm so sorry.

My son...

I know. I know.

My... my boy.

It's okay.

I know.

(Continues sobbing)

My God.

It's okay.

Please, you should go.

You mustn't do what I did.

I lost control. I became obsessed.

I forgot everything that mattered to me.

My family.

I forgot my son.

If you seek vengeance...

it will destroy you.

(HERNANDEZ) Yeah.

Alright. Let's do this.

Put out an APB for Grace Travis.

(Cellphone rings)

(Sighs)

- Hello? - Grace. Where are you?

- What's the matter? - (Police siren)

- Mitch, what is it? - Is it true?

What?

Is it true?

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

Your fingerprints, Grace.

They found them on the gun at the pier.

Tell me it's not true, Grace.

Tell me it's not true!

(Starts engine)

Fuck.

Most people think Vietnam is the most bombed country in the world or maybe Germany.

It's not-- it's Laos.

It's estimated the US dropped 260 million cluster bombs

on Laos during the Vietnam War.

Now, that is more than all the bombs

- (Knock at door) - that were dropped during both World Wars.

Sorry for the interruption. Mrs. Travis needs to speak with her daughter.

- Evie. - Mom?

I need you to come, please.

Come on, sweetie.

What are we doing? Mom?

Where are we going?

Cool pants.

(Music in background)

It's a very pretty color.

I thought you were mad at me. Thought I was in trouble.

In trouble for what?

I don't know, I'm sure there's something.

I'm sure. (Chuckles)

Oh, my God, Miranda's gonna freak when she sees my toes.

Her mom won't even let her paint her nails.

Not even a French manicure and that's clear and white.

God, her mom is such a relic.

Oh, my God,

Dad totally caught me checking out Nathan Jackson today.

I was so red.

I think I covered for it pretty well, though.

I don't really wanna talk about boys with Dad.

Mom? What's the matter?

Nothing. It's...

just... you, that's all.

Evie?

I love you. You know that, right?

Mom.

So are you gonna come to Ferndale with us?

Right, cos Dad got the job.

Yeah. He did.

That's gonna be a big change.

For all of us?

I love the purple.

Yeah, me too.

How you holding up?

How the fuck do you think?

I'm sorry.

I can't imagine the pain you're going through.

But I want you to know, whatever you need, I'm here.

I've always been here for you, Jimmy. You know that.

Is Alec a suspect?

No. He's no longer a POI and they're no longer looking for him.

- Thank you. - Don't thank me.

Alec didn't do it, Jimmy.

Who you looking for?

There's a warrant out.

For Grace Travis.

They found her fingerprints on a gun on the pier.

You told me you took care of her.

You told me you got rid of her.

(Starts engine)

I think I'm ready to start baby-sitting professionally.

I'm old enough. Miranda does it.

Oh, if Miranda does it...

Oh, my God, she was giving Cooper Abaire his bath,

and he got a boner!

- Evie! - (Laughs)

Did you know two-year-olds could get boners?

So where have you two been? Whose car is this?

I'm not even gonna tell you what she just said.

Really? Could somebody tell me what's going on?

- Er... no. - Ta-dah!

- Look at you. - (Distant police siren)

You're so pretty. And all grown-up now.

- I can't believe you got your nails done. - It was my first time. It was really awesome.

(Conversation continues)

I think that you should go.

To Ferndale.

I think that it would be the best thing.

Gracie, look, I'm really sorry. I was gonna talk to you about that.

- I know you were, Tommy. - (Police siren)

- I just... - It's okay.

- My God, I'm so sorry. - What are you talking about?

Sorry for what?

I fucked up, Tommy. I fucked everything...

- I fucked everything up. - What are you talking about?

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.

(Police radio)

- Mom, please don't... - Please, please forgive me.

Do you have to do this here?

I'm sorry. You know I'm gonna have to cuff you.

Grace Travis, you are under arrest on suspicion of the murder of Max Laszlo.

- Mom? - Grace?

- and will be used against you in a court of law. - Your daddy loves you very much.

- Mom... - Your mom's gonna be okay.

...if you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you.

Do you understand these rights I've just given you?

It's gonna be okay.

[ SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS ]

Sync and corrections by n17t01 www.addic7ed.com