All language subtitles for Mental.S01E09_English

[ Motorcycle Engine Whirring ]
[ Cricket Chirping ]

Sure, leave your crap
all over my floor
for me to pick up.

[ Groans ]
You sound like my mother.

Aha. There's a mother.

Isn't there always?
[ Chuckles ]

Mmm. No, but she's great.

You'd like her. She, um--
She works for this, uh,

nonprofit protecting
endangered species.

Lives with, like, this
crazy Jamaican drummer.

Jamaican drummer?
Yeah, don't ask.

Did you tell her about me?
[ Chuckles ]
Yeah.

She thinks shrinks
are nuts.
No argument there.

Well, she gave me
the third degree. Wanted
to know your blood type.

Wanted to know
if I was in love.

[ Sighs ]

[ Chuckles Nervously ]

Let me ask you
something.

That, um, girl
that you lived with--

Were you in love
with her?

Depends.

Do you define love
by how good you feel...

when you're in the middle
of a relationship or how bad
you feel when it ends?

Okay, well, how'd
you feel when it ended?

It was the right thing to do.

So when your mum asked
if you were in love with me,
what did you say?

Oh, I told her
it was too soon
to tell.

- Oh.
- But that I might be.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Mmm.

[ Ringing ]

Hello.
Dr. Avidan.

It's your Jamaican drummer.
Uh, yeah. He's right here.
Hold on one second.

- L.A.P.D.
- [ Chuckles ]
Yeah, right.

No, I'm serious.
Hello?

Jack Gallagher.
[ Beeps ]

[ Clears Throat ]

I see.

No, I can't recommend
anyone offhand.

Where are you exactly?

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Over there.

[ Chatter On Police Radio ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Camera Shutter Clicking ]

- Dr. Gallagher?
- Yeah.

I'm Detective, uh, Bagdonis.
Can you come with me, please?

[ Man ]
Yeah, we're good.

- This is Lieutenant Truitt.
- Dr. Gallagher,
thanks for comin'.

I called Social Services,
but they said it'd be
a couple hours...

before they got
someone out here,
so I called Wharton,

and the nurse at
the Psych Admitting desk
gave me your number.

No problem.
Uh, what can I do to help?

Well, we tried to get
her out of this closet, but she
just screamed and backed away.

We tried to ask her
some questions.

She just kept repeating
everything we said.

Okay.

[ Chatter On Police Radio ]

Hello.
Hello.

- My name's Jack.
- My name's Jack.

What's your name?
What's your name?

That's right.
What's your name?

My name is Leeza.

My name is Leeza.

Good.

- Leeza, are you okay?
- You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine. Sure.

Doc, I'm assuming
she's in shock.

- I don't think so.
- Well, that's impossible.

I mean, the way we're figuring,
the victim, who the apartment
manager says is her father,

was shot right here,
twice, at close range.

There's no way she didn't
witness the whole thing.

I don't think it's shock.
I think she's autistic.

You mean like Rain Man. She
sees the whole thing go down,
but she can't talk about it?

Well, her verbal skills
are pretty good, actually,
but she's echolalic.

She repeats back a lot of
what is said to her.

And even though the murder took
place right here, um, she may
not appreciate what happened.

I knew it.
I, uh, got a nephew
who's autistic.

That's just my luck.
I got an eyewitness
to a murder,

it happens right smack in front
of her, and she's gonna be
the worst witness on the planet.

With respect, Lieutenant,
if that man's her father, uh,

being a witness isn't, um--
isn't really what we should be
worrying about right now.

Oh, uh-- I'm sorry.

Hey. Can I, uh--
Can I get some of her things
to bring to the hospital?

Yeah, we'll have somebody
bring 'em down
when we're done here.

Leeza.

I'd like to go now.
I'd like to go now.

Will you come with me?
Come with me?

Yes. Will you
come with me?
With me.

[ Man ]
This closet's clear.

[ Camera Shutter Clicks ]

We'll be in touch.
Yeah.

I'd like to be
your friend, okay?
Okay.

[ Man ]
Make sure you check, Jimmy,
on, uh--

See right there
by the couch?
Yeah.

[ Dings ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

Here we go.
[ Woman On P.A. ]
Security to Ward Two.

- Security to Ward Two.
- [ Veronica ]
Great.

All right.

Just turn now.

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Lab tech to 200, stat.

[ Veronica ]
Perfect. Thanks.

Just get behind you, okay?

[ Woman On P.A. ] Admissions,
call Nurses' Station Two.

Admissions, Nurses' Station Two.
All righty.
I'm just gonna slip this on.

[ Typing ]

- [ Truitt ]
How is she different?
- Well,

supposing you turn
to look at something,
any given day.

A typical child observing you
would probably turn
to look at it too.

A kid on the lower end
of the autistic spectrum--
they wouldn't even notice.

See what she's doing now?
Probably finds that soothing.

[ Screaming ]

[ Gasps ]

It's okay.
It's a tactile thing.

She probably can't stand
the feeling of something
different on her skin.

Let's try something of hers.

- [ Jack ] Any more information
about the father?
- Ah, not much.

He was a small-time drug user,
dealer. Had several aliases.

Bunch of fake I.D.'s on him.

Let's turn the P.A. system off
in here, as well as the lights.

[ Woman ] Yeah.
Probably like a sensory
overload for her.

All the noises are amplified,
and the lights are probably
blinding.

It probably went down
something like this:
There was a knock at the door,

daddy goes to the window,
sees who it is, figures
he's in deep doo-doo,

you know, takes Leeza,
puts her in the closet,
opens the door.

Bang, bang. He's dead.

- Any leads as to who--
- Pulled the trigger? No.

But we're pretty sure a guy
named Damon Pries is behind it.

Major supplier.
South Central. Ruthless.

Do you think he could have
had her in a day care clinic,
or a school, or--

- We're already on that.
- I know this is tough, Doc,

but do you think maybe
you could get her to open up
a little bit more,

so we could ask her
some more questions?
Hey, it's possible.

And, uh, I'll do everything
I can to help. Promise.

But you gotta understand
that my priority's gonna
have to be Leeza.

- It's not the bad guy.
- [ Bagdonis ] Well,
Child Protective Services...

will be here
to file their report
and start the paperwork.

- But she's only just arrived.
You can't--
- Standard procedure.

With her father gone--
Not if we find another
family member though, right?

Do you know she's twirling?

I think she's regressed.
We need to have her in here
a little while longer...

just to establish the state
of her mental distress.

But I thought you said
she couldn't appreciate the fact
that her father was shot.

Yeah. I-- I may
have been wrong in that.

- So you think she needs
to stay here a little longer.
- That'd be good.

Okay, then.
Thanks, Doc. Let's go.

[ Bagdonis ]
Call us if anything changes.
Okay.

[ Phone Rings ]
[ Door Closes ]

Regressed?
You don't really
believe that, do you?

I know she hasn't regressed.
We can't just dump her
in the system.

No, we can't.
There's gotta be someone who
knows her or who misses her.

I guess Leeza's
gonna have to tell us.

[ Phone Rings ]
[ Chattering ]

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Security to Ward Two.

Security to Ward Two.
[ Woman Chuckles ]

[ Woman ]
And we're big fans.
[ Woman #2 ] Yeah.

In fact, you might have
seen him around.

Dad.

Hey.
Arturo.

Mmm.
[ Chuckles ]

So, uh, how was your trip?

[ Groans ]

No such thing
as first class anymore.

So I hear.
I mean, I remember
the days when they...

used to roll the cart
right up next to your chair
and pour wine into a real glass.

They used to
slice the prime rib
right in front of you.

The stewardesses now?
Not even that pretty.

Oh, I think they're called
flight attendants now, Dad.
Did you go to the hotel yet?

No. No.
I came straight here.

Well, I have rounds
to do before we can even--

Perfect.
'Cause I'm dying to see
your new stomping grounds.

Well, it's a locked ward.
Uh, I can't--

Well, they'll make
an exception.

After all,
I am a doctor too.

[ Woman ]
Bye.
[ Woman #2 ] Bye.

[ Phone Rings ]

What is it, Leeza?
What is it that
you want to say?

Want to say.
Yeah. Can you--
Can you use this...

to type in the words
that you want to say?

Type in the words.

[ Computerized Female Voice ]
I...

need...

puzzle.

Beautiful, Leeza.
We understand.

You can't finish the puzzle
without the missing piece.

"I need puzzle."

I need puzzle.
Mm-hmm.

I wonder how much use
we can get out of that thing.
[ Leeza Chuckles ]

Well, there's a lot
of words in there.

Reckon she can tell us
anything more
about her father?

Leeza, can you tell us
the name of your father?

[ Computerized Voice ]
Dad.
[ Both Chuckle ]

Oh, my--
[ Chuckles ]

Smarter than us.
Yeah.

Hey.

Uh, wh-- where'd
you get that piano?

Never mind.
I don't want to know.

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Lab tech to 200, stat.

Lab tech to 200, stat.

- So we're having a concert?
- I hope so.

** [ Scales ]

[ Dings ]

[ Sighs ]
She's still at it.
** [ Scales Continue ]

Yes. Forty-eight minutes.
I mean, I've timed it.
My head is pounding.

My mother
would've been proud.
How so?

Oh, I took lessons as a kid.
I wanted to play Fleetwood Mac,

but my teacher made me
play scales forever.

* C, D, E, F, G, A, B, C *

Did you ever get to play
what you wanted?
Nah.

I took up ice-skating instead.

[ Jack ]
Thank you.
[ Chuckles ]

I hear your
father's in town.
I'd like to meet him.

Okay. I just
finished meeting with
Child Protective Services,

and they're
ready to place Leeza.
[ Jack ] Place her where?

Group home?
Foster care?

Lieutenant Truitt
is doing everything he can
to find her family, Jack,

but they don't even know
her father's real last name.

We can't keep her here
indefinitely.

Yeah, I know.
We do need to find out
who her family is though.

What have you got, guys?
Clock's ticking.

I did the research
you requested on cutting-edge
autism treatments.

Golden standard is still
applied behavior analysis.

A.B.A. uses
a standard reinforce--

praise, toys-- to reward
and increase the probability
of the desired response.

I thought we could alter
her diet, give her some B6
with magnesium supplements.

That's been known to increase
general well-being, attention
and awareness in--

in almost half
autistic kids.

There are some other
wacky treatments as well.
Go for it.

[ Arturo ]
Uh, vestibular stimulation.

There's a guy in Westchester
that uses disorienting goggles.

Another puts kids
on balance beams,
exposure to parasites,

chelation therapy,
hyperbaric oxygen treatments.

People will do anything
to stop the epidemic.
You know, 20 years ago,

there was one in 10,000 kids
diagnosed with autism.

Now it's one in 150.

What do we hope to accomplish
while she's here?

We can't realistically expect
her to start communicating
better in a matter of days.

- I agree.
- I mean, do you think that
somewhere, deep down,

she actually understands
that her father was killed
right in front of her?

Well, Leeza was there,
but she wasn't focused
on the murder.

I think if we can
figure out
what she was...

seeing, hearing
and maybe even
feeling at the time,

then we can get
some answers.

Dad. How-- How did you--
They all know me.

Look. I've got my own
I.D. card and everything.

Listen, Dad. I gotta see
a few patients before
we can go to lunch, okay?

Well, lay on, Macduff.

[ Grunting ]

- How we doin' today, Mr. Irwin?
- I don't know
how you're doing,

but I am obviously
still having a problem.

Well, the windows
in this ward don't open, John.

Can you please take off
the sheet for a moment?

[ Buzzing ]

[ Typing ]

I need netting.

Netting.

I'll see what we can do.

Entomophobia.
Fear of--

Insects.
Flying or crawling?
Flying.

I assume he's on
the appropriate
S.S.R.I.'s.

What kind of dosage
do you have him on?
Dad, just don't talk, okay?

[ Sobbing ]

How you feeling today,
Mrs. Browley?

[ Typing ]

I knew you'd come.

Am I gonna be
transfigured now?

"History of
bipolar disorder.

Manic episodes.
Psychotic and
delusional thinking."

Did you get any sleep
last night, Augusta?

Not much.
My hair's falling out.

- And my stomach hurts.
- Well, that's
the irritable bowel syndrome.

- We talked about that.
- Augusta.

I need to look inside
your mouth.
Now open wide.

Okay. Hold out your right arm.

Now, when I push down,
try to keep it up. Ah.

Good muscle strength.
Dad.

Now, place the index finger
of your left hand in against
the fillings in your teeth.

There you go. Hold out
your right arm again,

and push.

Okay. Just as I thought.

Dear, you're gonna be fine.

Dad. Outside, now.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

-Arturo, I have a strong
feeling about this.
-Dad, you are not a real doctor.

You play one on television.

True. But after 22 seasons,

I've had the occasion
to diagnose many
complex medical problems.

That's it. I'm done.

There's no arguing with you.
You're right. I'm wrong.

End of rounds.
End of discussion.

[ Phone Rings ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Woman On P.A. ]
Lab tech to 200, stat.
Lab tech to 200, stat.

Eileen.
Yes. Dr. Gallagher?

Yeah.
Hi.

- Hi.
- How's Leeza doing?

I'm sure that you'll
be able to tell better than I.

How long was Leeza
in your class?
Only for a couple weeks.

Her father shows up,
doesn't even go through
the front office...

and literally drops her off
at my special day class.

How was she doing in the class?

Fantastic.
I adored her.

And I definitely
got the feeling...

that with the right amount
of therapeutic exercises,

she could one day
become extremely
high functioning.

Has she played piano?

Yeah. Yeah.
Scales, nonstop.

Come on.
I'll take you to her.

** [ Scales ]

** [ Chord ]

** [ Beethoven's "Für Elise" ]

All right.
I gotta scrub in.

I have to put
an Ommaya reservoir
into a 17-year-old girl.

Leukemia?
Yeah. It's a tough one.

Hey.

How do you feel about dogs?
What kind?

Well, a friend of mine
from med school has this
adorable Jack Russell puppy,

and she's moving into
a new apartment that
doesn't allow pets,

so I was thinking
of taking him.

Adoption?
That's very noble.

It's a big commitment though.

I think I'm up for it.

- I like dogs.
- Good.

But they need a yard.

- I have a yard.
- Good for you.

Well, I better run.
I got surgery.

Is the girl gonna be okay?

I think she'll make it.

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]
Hey.

Hey.
Your dad still around?

No. He's at the hotel,
thank God. Leaves
the day after tomorrow.

He's a surgeon, right?
No. He plays a surgeon.

He's a soap opera star.

But don't tell him that.
He certainly knows more
about medicine than I do.

Think he knows
much about autism?
Don't--

Not the time, Jack.
Hey. Come on. At least
he came all this way.

For what?
To drive me up the wall?
I can't even talk to the guy.

Sometimes it's not
always about talking.

[ Beeps ]
Fathers and sons.

Tough matchup.
Hey, Doc.

Hey. Any news?
No, not really.

We need to ask Leeza
some questions.
I told you.

She's incapable
of answering them.
With all due respect, Doctor,

you don't know that
for certain.

Is there a room
where, you know,
she'll be comfortable?

Need me to get you a table
and a desk lamp
to shine in her eyes?

Whoa, whoa, Jack.
I think you're
outta line here.

We're not the bad guys.
We're gettin' a lot
of heat on this.

Just let us do our job.

I know. I'm sorry.
I'm just doing my best
to protect her.

I understand that.
Come on.
I'll take you to her.

Ah.

Leeza, do you remember
the room where you
and your father were staying?

- Staying?
- [ Bagdonis ]
Yes.

The apartment
where you stayed
with your father.

Father. Sure.

[ Truitt ]
Leeza, do you remember
something like this in the room?

Can you help us out here, Doc?
She seems more comfortable
talking to you.

Leeza,

do you remember
the loudest sound
you ever heard?

- [ Loud Gunshots ]
- Boom, boom!

That's good, Leeza.
That's good.

Can you ask her what
the apartment looked like?

Leeza, when you heard
the loud sound,

- was it dark?
- Dark?

Yeah.
Or-- Or was it bright?

It was bright.

[ Jack Whispers ]
It was bright.

Do you remember
what made the loud sound?

- The loud sound?
Boom, boom!
- [ Gunshots ]

Can she remember anyone?

A face?

[ Jack ]
Leeza, do you remember a face?

Shh.

- Ask her how many people
were in the room.
- How many people?

[ Jack ]
Yeah. That's right, Leeza.

- There was you,
there was your father--
- [ Leeza ] Me, Father.

That's right.
Was there one more person?

One more?

One more man?
One more man?

Hey. Come on.

Sure.

** [ Scales ]
Okay. All right.

We're makin'
some progress here.

[ Dings ]

[ Phone Rings ]

[ Sighs ]

Who ordered the blood panel
on Augusta Browley?

You did, Doctor.

Here. Suarez.

[ Clears Throat ]

Hey. There you are, boy.

What time are rounds today?
No rounds today, Dad.
Not for you, at least.

Where do you get off
signing on a blood panel for
Augusta Browley, my patient?

Hey. As I told you earlier,
Son, I do strongly believe--

You could go to jail for that,
Dad. That's called practicing
medicine without a license.

Hey. You don't exactly have
a license either, do you?
You're just a resident.

I'm a doctor.
I graduated medical school.

I did my internship--
and not at the Cerritos
Performing Arts Center.

So what you're saying is
you know more than I do?

- Of course I know more--
Are you kidding?
- Really?

Oh. Hey, Arturo.

[ Clears Throat ]
Oh, I'm glad you're here.

The blood panel
on Augusta Browley
came back positive.

I was amazed.
How did you connect
her mania...

with the possibility
of mercury fillings
in her teeth?

'Cause Mad Hatter's disease
is not exactly well-known.

But, uh, congrats.
[ Chuckles ]

You must be very proud.
Very.

- And I really like your show.
- Thanks.

[ Sighs ]

Hey, guys.
What's up?

I thought this might
spark something.
Photos of the crime scene.

That's great.
Is that why you've come?

Look. She remembers
the apartment,

she remembers the sound
of the gun and that
there were two shots.

Now, maybe she remembers
what the shooter looks like.

Well, I'm not
really sure it's a case
of her remembering.

I know she was there,
but she wasn't focused
on the murder.

Give me a little more time,
and I can offer
something concrete.

We'd like to take her
downtown. We're holding
Damon Pries in a lineup.

[ Exhales ]
It'll put an awful
lot of stress on her, fellas.

I'm not sure
I'm for it.
Well, I'm sorry, Doc, but, uh,

we got a subpoena.

Okay, then.
Wouldn't want to interfere
in a police investigation.

Do you want me to go?

No, it's okay.
The guys have come to take
Leeza to witness a lineup,

see if they can
catch the killer.

She's all yours, gentlemen.

Hey, Leeza.

Why don't you come
with us now, honey, hmm?

We'll buy you
some ice cream.

Come on, honey. Come on.

[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

Perhaps she doesn't
like ice cream.

** [ Keyboard ]

[ Jack ]
Leeza.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

For letting those guys
try and take you.
Take you.

I didn't mean to
use you like that.
I just wanted them to back off.

- Back off.
- [ Chuckles ]
Okay.

Okay.

Can I show you something?

Show you something?
Yeah.

I want you
to remember this place.

See if we can find
your family, okay?

Okay?

You told me you heard
the biggest noise
you've ever heard.

Boom, boom!

And you told me it was
too bright for your eyes.

But I'm looking at these
photos, and it seems--
seems pretty dark.

Pretty dark.

Bright? In your eyes?

Bright, in your eyes?

[ Knocking ]

** [ Resumes ]
Child Services called again.

They're ready to
place her tomorrow.

I'm so sorry, Jack.
There is really nothing
I can do.

No, no. It's okay.

You know she's playing
them different, right?

What?
The scales.

- [ Jack ]
Differently? How?
- They're out of order.

Well, change is good, right?
Maybe she'll start
playing again.

Yeah, maybe.

I'll see you tomorrow.
Okay.

Leeza, what are you
playing now?

What am I playing?
Yeah.

You're playing--

** [ Scale ]

** [ Continues ]
No, you're not.
No, you're playing--

* B, A, D, G, E *

Badge?

A badge?

Okay, Leeza.
I think I understand.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Line Rings ]
Yeah, hello.

Uh, it's Jack Gallagher.
Lieutenant Truitt, please.

Uh, what about
Detective Bagdonis?

All right.
Can I leave them a message?

Tell them it's Jack Gallagher,
and I'm heading over
to the apartment with Leeza.

Thank you.
[ Beeps ]

Leeza, how do you feel
about taking a taxi ride?

Leeza,
did you like this place?

Like this place?
Yeah.

** [ Keyboard ]
Is that your bed?

- Bed?
- Where you used to sleep.

- Where I used to sleep?
- That's right.

When you stayed here
with your father.

Father.

What are you doing here?

- How'd you get in?
- I picked the lock.
I left you a message.

Yeah, I know,
but you should've waited.

I know, I know, I know. I'm
sorry. It's just, Leeza's been
trying to tell me something,

and we didn't have
an awful lot of time.

- What? What?
She's talkin' more now?
- No.

I don't think she's talking
more. I think I'm getting
better at listening.

She's talking about a badge.

Now, this is out there,
but is it possible...

that a police officer
was in the room
when her father was shot?

She saw a zillion badges
when we came in.

I know. But is it possible
that someone--

someone-- a cop or someone--
had a badge and was involved?

** [ Continues ]
Sure.
Anything's possible.

[ Sighs ]

Leeza.

[ Sighs ]
Leeza.

Do you remember, uh,

someone coming
to talk to your father?
A man.

A man coming to
talk to your father.

Father.

Someone came to talk
to your father, and your father
put you in the closet.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

** [ Stops ]
Leeza, what do you see?

I don't have the money.
Got something in your throat?

I don't have the money.
You don't have the money.

- No. I got nothin'.
- That's a surprise to me.

- My daughter's been sick,
and I've been trying to--
- Leeza, what do you see?

What do you see through the--
through the slats?
What do you see?

[ Grunting ]

Shiny light.

She keeps saying the same things
over and over. I don't think
this is gonna work.

Listen. You tried.
You tried your best.

We're gonna find him.

- Badge.
- Yes, Leeza.

That's my badge.

Come on, Leeza.
Time to go.

- Badge!
- [ Father ] Please, give me
a chance. I'll make it right.

- [ Man ]
It's time to go!
- [ Father Grunts ]

Yes. Badge.

Hey. What are you doing?
Don't shoot me, man.

[ Gunshots ]

- Time to go.
- Yep.

- Time to go.
- No! Don't shoot!

- Boom, boom!
- [ Gunshots ]

[ Father Groans ]

[ Head Thumping ]

Leeza.

Will you come with me?
It's time to go.

[ Lock Clicks ]

- What are you doing?
- I think you know.

- I think she knows.
- Knows what?

She's autistic.

Just like your nephew.

I don't have a nephew.

[ Thumping Continues ]

[ Dings ]

You don't want to do this.

Really?

It's one thing to put
a bullet in the head
of a drug dealer--

Not to mention a young,
brilliant psychiatrist.

Can you sleep at night,
knowing that you've
killed a little girl?

I sleep like a baby.

The weather's been absolutely
terrific the last few days.

[ Both Grunting ]

[ Blow Lands ]

Leeza.

- Leeza.
- Time to go.

[ Man On TV ]
Tomorrow, look for it
to warm up again.

Leeza.

Leeza, put down the gun.

- Put it down.
- Leeza, put it down.

Put it down.
Put it--

Leeza.
Put it down.

[ Man On TV ]
But it looks to be just perfect
California weather right now.

Leeza.

Leeza.

[ Man On TV ]
Dew point 35 degrees.

** [ Scales ]

[ Breathing Heavily ]

Come on, Doc.

There's no way
you're gonna shoot me.

To protect myself,
maybe not.

[ Car Door Opens ]
But I will protect
that little girl.

[ Car Door Closes ]

** [ Continues ]

[ Door Opens ]

[ Truitt ]
Put the gun down, Jack.
What the hell's goin' on here?

Just put it down, Jack.

It's over now.

- So Bagdonis confessed.
- Yeah. He gave it up
right away.

He made a deal
to turn on Pries.

He was on his payroll
as an enforcer.

And as we guessed, Leeza's
father, Keith Wilson-- we got
a positive I.D. on him now--

he was skimmin'
a little off the top.

Bagdonis was there to collect.

Hopefully what Bagdonis
told us is enough
to nail Pries as well.

Positive I.D.?
Does that give you any chance
of tracking down the family?

We already found
her mother, Jack.

- No kidding.
- Yeah. Her name's April Wilson.

She's a concert violinist
with the Scottsdale Strings.

She's gettin' on a plane.
She'll be here in a few hours.

- And was she actually
married to this guy?
- Uh, for less than a year.

He started using,
and she filed for divorce.

He kidnapped Leeza,
dyed her hair,
changed the name.

Well, it's all really
good news, Lieutenant.
Thank you.

- I'll walk you out.
- That'd be great.

** [ Ballad ]

[ Truitt ]
Worked with Bagdonis
for over 10 years.

It's tough to take when
it's one of yours, boy.

But, you know, Doc,

you would've made
a good detective.

Well, I guess that's
kind of what I do anyway.

Well, if you ever
need anything,
you let me know.

Likewise.
[ Phone Rings ]

Uh, hey.

Oh, God.
What?

I hate to be
opportunistic--
Oh, come on.

What've you got?

Well, I've got a s--
[ Sighs ]
I have a sister. Becky.

Uh, she's my twin.
She's schizophrenic.

She's been wandering around
the streets of L.A. somewhere.

[ Sighs ]
Has been for four years.

I, uh-- I filed
a missing persons.

I-- I've tried a P.I.,
but so far, nothing.

She's pretty.

I'll look into it.

[ Siren Wails ]

[ Chattering ]
[ Woman On P.A. ]
Nursing office, 331.

Nursing office, 331.
[ Sighs ]

- So?
- Yes?

I'm waiting.

Dad, your driver's
five minutes late.
He'll be here any minute.

No.

I'm waiting
for you to say,
"I'm sorry, Dad.

I shouldn't have been
quite so dismissive
with you."

- And I'm waiting.
- For?

For you to say
"I told you so."

Your favorite phrase.

Well, I'm still waiting.

If you expect me
to apologize,
it's not gonna happen.

[ Sighs ]

- Fine. Be stubborn.
- [ Cell Phone Rings ]

Just like your mother.

[ Beeps ]

Yes? Yeah, I'll be right out.

Thank God.

You know,

if you just watched my show
once in a while,

you'd know
what Mad Hatter's is.

It's episode 409.

Is that what
this is all about?

The fact that I never
watched your show?

It's a soap opera, Dad.

And you never thought
I was a real actor.

So you don't think
I'm a real doctor.

Real enough.

I suppose.

[ Clears Throat ]

** [ Piano: Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata" ]

** [ Ends ]
[ Applause ]

- That was amazing.
- Yes, it was.

That was amazing.

Leeza.

It's me, Mom.

Mom.
Yeah.

Yeah, baby.
I'm here.
Mom.

We're going home.

Home.
Yeah.

Isn't that wonderful?

Home.
[ Sobs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Knocking ]

Hey.
Hey. Uh, I hope
it's not too late.

Hell, no.
Come on in.

I left you a message.

Yeah.
Uh, I got it.

Uh, congratulations.
Thank you.

I, uh-- I've got a bottle of
red open. You want a drink?
No, I'm okay.

You all right?
[ Sighs ]

Jack, we really need to talk.

Okay. Want to sit down?

A few days ago,
I said that I might be
in love with you.

- I remember.
- And what did you say?

I said I like dogs.

- Jack--
- What? What do you
want to hear?

-What are you feeling? You want
me to say the words back?
-Don't start psychoanalyzing me.

I know my feelings.
I'm very secure in my feelings.

I'm not suggesting
that you're not. I'm just
trying to understand.

I mean--
[ Sighs ]

Look. This whole thing--
it caught me by surprise,
just as it did you.

But I want a real relationship.

You don't think
that's what we're doing?

- You're doing it again.
- I'm not doing it again.

- It was a simple question.
- No, you are deflecting.
I am standing here,

pouring my heart out to you,
and you're playing
shrink games with me.

I'm not playing shrink games.

Sometimes a dog is just a dog,
and an "I love you"
is just that.

If you want
the white dress
wedding and...

cozy little dinner parties
with our married friends,

then, uh,

I've gotta be honest.

Right now,
I'm not that guy.

So all that stuff
about your sister--
that was just, uh--

No. She's a very
big part of it.

But she's not everything.

Oh, come on. Don't go.

Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't.

I want you to stay.

Tonight? Tomorrow?

Yeah.
And after that?

It's not good enough.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Dings ]

[ Child ]
Show's on!