All language subtitles for The.Calling.S01E03

[mysterious music]

* *

[siren wailing in distance]

- Do you really not see
how sick this is?

- I really don't.
- That you would appropriate

a missing child's thoughts,
his fears

for your career advancement.

- How many times
do I have to say this?

We were working on an essay.

- But why didn't you tell
Nora and Leonard

that Vincent
was having these feelings?

Why didn't you tell the police?

- I wrote the letters.

Donya, are you hearing me?

Donya?

Not Vincent.

[unsettling music]

- You wrote what he was saying
and feeling and--

- What I perceived him
to be feeling and thinking.

- You said you drew on him.

And for some of this stuff,
he did write them, okay?

This is his handwriting, okay?
For fuck's sake, Zack.

- We worked on an essay
for his college applications.

I asked him to
dig into himself, he did.

How many times
do I need to tell you this?

* *

- Yeah, then you dug into him.

- Meaning what exactly, huh?

- Meaning that you had
knowledge of his despair,

his urge to run away.

And you didn't tell
his parents?

You didn't tell the detective?

- The detec--that detective
didn't earn my trust.

- Didn't earn your trust?

Are you kidding?

Vincent could be out there
lying in a ditch somewhere.

You withheld information.

I mean,
you're still withholding.

I mean, what the fuck, Zack?
- I did not and do not

have any actual information.

I have my perception
of what was going--

- Oh, cut the shit!
- Let me finish!

* *

Do you have any idea
the pressure of fatherhood--

the oppressive fear of failure,

the--the desperation
that comes along with that?

* *

- Yeah. It can make you wanna
fuck me in the bathtub.

* *

- That was a mean thing to say.

And you're not a mean person.

* *

- Vincent's missing.
He could be dead.

But hey, if it helps
your writing--

- Shut the fuck up!

[baby crying]

* *

I do not like
where you and I are at.

* *

- [exhales]

[crying continues]

* *

- Vincent appeared.

He came to me.

- Did he tell you where he is?

- Okay, we have looked
at every security camera

on the route
to Vincent's school, right?

The cameras show he walks
the same route every day.

But not this day.

My feeling is that Vincent
never left that building

on Tuesday morning.

He's contained,
maybe still in there,

alive.

Perhaps not,

but there.

- And you got all of that
from this?

[soft dramatic music]

- I felt from the start that
the building is speaking to us.

* *

We need to search it.

- Ah,
and we've arrived at the Avi

the captain doesn't
want you to emulate.

- You're gonna need a warrant,
which this won't get you.

Though it is lovely.
What is that? A pike?

- Captain, I feel strongly
that I'm right.

- Well, Avi, for now,

let's just check
our feelings at the door.

Next time,
bring me some evidence.

* *

- It is a bit bat shitty.

And should you turn out
to be right,

it's even more bat shitty,
right,

that you found the truth
in a--is it a cod?

It looked like a cod.

- You have to allow
for the truth

to take unconventional paths.

You've read "De Anima"?
- Aristotle, yeah, in college.

- It talks about
the five senses.

Well, he was wrong.

There are scientists today
that say we have more than 20.

Some say more than 30.

Tongues can smell,
our noses can taste.

Our eyes can hear,
but we need to listen.

And we need to search
that building.

- Well, we don't have enough
for a warrant.

So we could try
for a consent search.

- Yes. We'll get the occupants
to invite us in.

I'm a nice person.

You're a nice person.
- Okay, seriously,

do you think he's in there?

- All I know is
the building speaks to me.

[children laughing]

[soft dramatic music]

* *

I'm Detective Avraham.

We met on Wednesday.
- I remember.

- Do you know where Vincent is?

- Uh--if I did,
why wouldn't I tell you?

- My sense is,
you can choose not to be heard.

When your husband
spoke of Vincent's father,

calling him mercurial,
aggressive,

you neither agreed
nor disagreed.

You stayed quiet.

You're not keeping
anything from us?

- Detective, if you have
something to ask me, ask it.

- Why did your husband stop
being Vincent's tutor?

- I'm not exactly sure.

Eh--neither is Zack.

- Mrs. Miller,
a boy is missing.

And for some reason,
people who are close to him,

people who care about him,
are withholding.

- According to Vincent,

his father had questions
about Zack's sexuality,

which, of course,
is ridiculous.

It--

he also had questions
about Vincent's sexuality.

This, again,
according to Vincent.

And he was worried about
Zack's possible influence.

- These questions
regarding his sexuality,

do you share them?

- About Zack?
- Uh, Vincent.

- Uh, not really.

* *

- You know,
I sit in Vincent's room,

which helps me to feel him,

which I hope
will help me to find him.

- What do you mean?

- I can't explain
the science of it.

Sometimes it works,
sometimes not.

Vincent spent a lot of time
in your apartment

during his tutoring.

Would you mind if I come
and sit for a few minutes?

- Uh, I'll talk to Zack.

- Could Vincent have had
a relationship with Zack?

- Donya just said that Leonard
had concerns

about Zack's sexuality
and also about Vincent's.

- Okay, and why didn't
she say anything before?

- Well, she didn't think
it was relevant.

- Wouldn't it just be easier
if people told us everything

and let us decide
what's relevant?

- You would think.

- Avi, can I ask you something?

- I'll just be a minute.

- Okay.

[door shuts]

- This store is
on the same block?

- About 300 yards
from his apartment building.

And look, you can see
they're clearly

having a conversation,
right there.

And then--
- What's the book?

- I--I can't tell.
I can make out the word "push."

That's it.

- So Wentworth and Vincent
know each other?

- Yeah.

After he told me
they'd never met.

- And he's in
interrogation now?

- He is. And I'd like to have
a go at him first.

Avi can come in after,
if we need him.

This guy lied to me.

* *

Thank you.

* *

- He wants to come here?

- He says it might help
to feel him,

which in turn could help
to find him.

He's a very odd person.

- He suspects me of something.

- My guess is,
he suspects everyone.

His process.

- Right.

And your process?

- I have a hard time
reconciling

you sitting on information,

however much it helps
your creativity.

- We have a class tonight,

where guests are invited
to come listen to our readings.

I'd really like you to come,

if we can find a sitter.

I'd like you to actually see

what my creative world
is about.

Donya, one reason that people
start to grow apart

and get lonely
is that they stop

making a concerted effort
to get each other.

Sometimes it doesn't
come naturally.

Sometimes it takes
work and effort.

My life is you, Luke,

and my writing.

I'd really like for you
to come to my class tonight.

* *

- Sure, I'll come.

* *

- [humming softly]

- What did the minyan say?

Are we getting any closer?

- I actually do have
a sense of humor,

but not when it comes to

making fun of
a person's religion.

- First of all, you need
to get over yourself.

And second of all,

we've pulled over twice,
and counting,

on this case alone,
so that you can pray.

So you kind of opened
the door for me.

Is there a melding
between Judaism

and Aristotle's sensorium
that I didn't know about?

- You mean to be funny now?
- No.

I'm trying to better understand
my partner.

And I'd like
to visit your temple.

- It's a shul, not temple.

- Okay, shul.

Take me.

- The men worship separately
from the women,

so you'd need
a woman to take you.

You'd also have
to dress modestly,

covering your arms and legs.

The service is in Hebrew,
and there is no participation.

You still wanna go?

- I'm sure there are
less strict shuls

you could take me to,
if you really wanted.

- If I wanted, but I don't.

- But you have to
want to take me.

You're commanded to care
for the stranger.

It's the most repeated
commandment in the Torah.

36 different times
the Torah says,

"You must welcome,

"feed, love, teach,

and worship with the stranger."

And here I am, a stranger.

So are you going to do
the right thing

as commanded by God or not?

[soft music]

* *

Hm.

- This is exactly why
I prefer to work alone.

- Mm.

- This pisses me off.

- So I encountered him
in a store.

We live in
the same neighborhood,

patronize many of
the same establishments.

- Oh.

- What's the big deal?

- You met Vincent Conte,
and you told me you didn't.

You even bought him a book.

- I'd like a lawyer.
- Yeah, I didn't hear that.

'Cause if I did, I'd have to
stop all this right now

and get you a lawyer and
you know what'd happen then.

Your lawyer, he or she,
would come in here

and tell you not to talk to us.

And that would leave us
with the following:

We've got a 16-year-old
missing boy,

last seen with you,
a homeless man

of questionable mental health,

someone who was broomed from
his previous teaching career

for teaching Heidegger
and being a Nazi.

You don't exactly
present well, John.

You see,
when a child goes missing,

we have to offer up a suspect,

any suspect,
if it comes to that.

And I got news for you, bro.

You'll do.

And if you lawyer up
and you stop talking,

guess what?

[tense music]

You become the suspect.

* *

- I'm exercising my right
to have an attorney present.

- Hang tight.

* *

[door opens]

- Olivia.

I was hoping to see you here.

- I was hoping you'd be
looking for my brother.

- I am, in fact.
Do you know where he is?

- My dad thinks
you're hot for my mom.

Is that true?
- It isn't.

What I am is drawn.

I get drawn
to compelling people.

And what I find most compelling
about your mother

is that I sense she wants
to tell me something

she's not telling me.
[door shuts]

And I find you to be
a bit compelling too, Olivia.

[footsteps approaching]

- What the hell's wrong
with you?

We're worried sick about
our son, her brother,

and you come here--go ahead.

You come here
and you taunt her,

and you bait us?

I think you're a sick person,
Detective, sadistic even.

- A feeling I know, Mr. Conte.
- I've had enough.

I want you off
this investigation.

- It's not your case.
It's mine.

If you'll excuse me,

I have an appointment
with the Millers.

- Can I get you a water
or some coffee?

- No, thank you.
I'm just gonna sit.

- So you're looking
to feel exactly what?

- Vincent.

- Okay.

- It helps to close my eyes.
I don't mean to be rude.

- [quietly] Got it.

[light tense music]

* *

- So did you feel him?

- Some.

Mainly, I felt that
she's still withholding.

- Donya?
- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm.

- Thank you.

- At the risk
of pissing you off

and getting to know you better,

have--have you always
been super religious?

- That question is not suitable
for work.

- I wanna learn how you
do your job, how you think.

- I think like a cop.

You know, I'm not the only
orthodox Jew in the NYPD.

- Why did you become a cop?

You know my origin story,

"Law & Order."
- Mm-hmm.

- So what's yours?

- I'm a Jew.

I was taught my job
on Earth is to do mitzvahs.

- Hmm.

- Good deeds help repair
a broken world.

Tikkun olam.

So I became a police officer
to do good deeds.

It's not the only reason.

My father was murdered.

[soft dramatic music]

It was never solved.

* *

- Yeah, I get the link
between genius and madness.

But he's always drawing fish.

- Well, those drawings
aren't really about fish.

Van Gogh used to paint flowers.
They were never about flowers.

- Van Gogh chopped
his own ear off.

- Yeah.
[chuckles]

- So do you agree
that Avi's crazy?

- No, that's not what I'm--
um--

Mortals like us
aren't meant to understand it.

He's not divining anything.
It's intuition.

He's got no direct line to God.

- Yeah, well, I bet Avi
would beg to differ.

- My wife dragged me to The Met

to see this artist,
Caspar David Friedrich.

And, uh, his art
supposedly is about God.

But in looking at it,
I--I don't know,

I didn't see a whole lot of God
going on, all right?

But he uses his art
to express Him.

And Avi uses his art
to discover shit.

- That doesn't strike you
as a form of insanity?

- [chuckles]

Everybody's insane.

Come on, you know that.

- "My earliest memory
was wanting to fly,

"like a bird,

"to soar above
and just feel the air.

"I think it was my first
construct of joy--flight.

"And as I grew,
desire became need.

"Need became compulsion,

"which became freedom.

"Fly, little bird, fly.

"I am free.

"Pain gives way to flight.

And I am free, at last."

[light applause]

- So this boy,
he took his life?

- That's one interpretation.

- Well, is there another?

- Not to me.

He talks about
flying and freedom.

He jumped.

- I'm not sure
I like this piece anymore.

It's upsetting.

[soft dark music]

* *

- Why did you lie to us
about never having met Vincent?

* *

I asked you a question,

and I think I'm entitled
to an answer.

- I lied because
of the very bigotry

your detective colleague
tried to weaponize.

If I'm so much
as deemed a suspect,

that's a bell
that never gets unrung.

- You have made yourself
a suspect by lying.

- You people have to stop

putting these thoughts
into my head.

- What was the book?
You gave him a book.

We could make out
the word "push."

There was a movie
of that book, "Push."

It was called "Pressure as a
Child of Abusive Parenting,"

as I recall.

- Such splendid detective work.

Pushkin.

I gave him a book
by Alexander Pushkin.

I'll probably get cancelled
for teaching him as well.

- I like Pushkin.

He wrote a lot about revenge

and death.

- And sympathy.

You left that out.

* *

[monitor clicks]

[baby cooing]

[door creaking]

[dark tense music]

* *

- Hello?

Hello?

* *

[door creaking]

* *

[switch clicking]

* *

- Donya?
- [gasps]

Zack.

You scared me.

- What are you doing?

- I just--

while I was feeding Luke,
I thought about this book

that I had started
and hadn't finished.

Just came down to look for it.

- What book?

- What are you doing?

- I woke up and
you weren't in the bed.

I came out, and you were
nowhere to be found.

So I came looking for you.

- And you knew to look for me
in the storage unit?

- What book?

- "The Game" by Ken Dryden.
It's a sports book.

- The hockey goalie.

- It's partly about hockey,

more about the pathology

of people
who play professional sports

and how some of the people
we admire,

sometimes even love,

how they can be
pretty fucked up.

We can all relate to that,
can't we?

People in our lives we love

that turn out to be...

compromised.

* *

- It's very strange,

you being in the storage unit

in the middle of the night.

- Well...

maybe I was
also looking for Vincent.

* *

- I really do not like
where you and I are at.

* *

- Avi, I wanna ask you about--
- Oh, God.

- It's not about God,
and it's not about religion.

It's about Nora.

- What about her?

- Well, what she admitted,

the connection she feels
with you.

In my experience, connections
tend to be bilateral.

So it's more likely than not
she felt something from you.

And at the risk of getting
my head chopped off--

even though beheading is not
in keeping with Judaism--

I feel a connection
between you two.

- You're wrong.
- Really?

- Really.
- Well, have you ever had

a girlfriend
or a significant other?

- Janine, do you wanna work
with me or not?

Because this conversation
is out of line.

- Avi, we are behavioral
scientists at our core,

and I'm just--
- My behavior is not

the object of your focus.

Do I make myself clear?

- Let's go.

[horn honking]

- What is this? I'm under
some kind of surveillance now?

- Why would you be
under surveillance?

- Well, you showed up
at the park, now here.

- Where's Zack?

- He's upstairs, watching Luke
while I go to the market.

- I was wondering
if we could talk further.

- Here?

- Actually,
maybe at the station.

- The police station?

- Would that be
too much trouble?

- Do I need a lawyer?

- I wasn't expecting
that question.

- We just wanna talk.

About Vincent.

[soft energizing music]

* *

- She's in there?

* *

Why?

- We'll give her some time,

a chance to call her husband,
should she choose to do so.

Roe is getting her some tea.

- What's the plan here, Avi?

- It'll come to me.

* *

- You suspect this woman?

- It's more like
I don't unsuspect her.

* *

And there is something
she's not telling us.

* *

[knock at door]
[door opens]

- Hey. Here you go.
A white tea.

Which is a form of black tea.
Don't ask me.

But it's low in caffeine, okay?
I know that.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Hey, um, can you tell me
what this is about?

- Oh, Avi will be right in.
Yeah, he's on a phone call.

As soon as he wraps up,
he'll be right in.

All right? Hang tight.

[door opens]

- I really don't understand
why I've been brought here.

- I can see that
you're very nervous.

I just wanna collect
some more information,

maybe gain some more clarity

on why people haven't been
totally forthcoming.

Tell me about
your relationship with Vincent.

- My relationship?

- Mm-hmm.

- As good as he closes,
he opens better.

- Shh.
- Uh, he's my husband's pupil,

or was.

[pen scratching]

Do you seriously need
to write that down?

- Does that fully describe
the relationship,

your husband's pupil?

- He's also our neighbor

and a boy who we're both
very fond of,

which we told you.
- Yeah.

I'd like to focus specifically
on your fondness for Vincent.

[soft tense music]

* *

Do you recognize this person?

- Yeah, I've--

I mean,
I've seen him on the street.

I think he's homeless.

- You've never met him?

- No.

* *

- Has Vincent ever met him?

- Not that I'm aware.

- You've never seen
this man, say,

sitting on a park bench
with Vincent?

- No.
- Would it be possible

that this man saw you sitting
on a park bench with Vincent?

* *

Did you not hear my question?

- Uh, I've encountered Vincent
in the park before.

Sometimes we've sat
and chatted.

I mean, we're neighbors.

Is--what's so unusual
about that?

- You texted him,

"If you ever need to talk."

* *

You also texted him
on Sunday last,

"That never should have
happened."

It seems Vincent told his
friend Benjamin what happened.

I would like for you to give me
your version

as to what happened, Donya.
- I really don't

understand what--
I don't know what's going on.

- I would like for you to give
me your version, Donya.

- Any idea where he's--
- None.

- What did this Benjamin say?
- Mm-mm, mm-mm.

I'd like for you to give me
your version.

I already know the what.

I wanna know the why.

[pen clicks]

Donya,

I'm a firm believer

that everybody,

every single one of us,

at some point in our life,

has a "what do I do?" moment.

What...do...I...do?

This would be your moment,
Donya.

* *

- He--

I--
[sighs]

I could see that
he was so upset.

- Vincent?
- Yeah, last Sunday.

He had this upcoming date
with a girl

who he thought liked him.

And it turned out
to be a lark on her part.

He was beyond devastated.

- Where was Zack at this time?

- Uh, he went to get takeout.

- So it was just
you and Vincent?

- Hey, can you look at me?

Yes.

Any girl would be lucky
to date you.

Trust me.

It was nothing,

like how
a mother would kiss a son.

Like, just--

I could see
how devastated he was feeling.

And I just meant
to bolster him some.

And then I--

* *

Hey.

[unsettling music]

* *

- This was not how
a mother kisses her son?

* *

- No.

I was as surprised as he was.

I never made a decision
to kiss him.

It just happened.

- You were sexually
drawn to Vincent?

- No, not at all.

I mean, I--

I didn't think so.

* *

I can't explain it.

- Try to explain it.

* *

- Um--

I think,

in the moment, I was so...

Struck by his...tenderness...

* *

His vulnerability

at a time I was getting
neither from Zack.

I had been so fragile.

And I saw this fragile boy.

And I think it...

maybe caused...

this, like, intense feeling
of connection...

That I confused...

For desire.

* *

Also, uh--

- Also what, Donya?

- [sniffles]

- Also what, Donya?

- I might have
kissed him again.

* *

The first time was because
he was so lonely.

The second time
was 'cause I was.

* *

[sighs heavily]

* *

- [softly] Oh, my God.

- I would really appreciate

none of this getting out.

- Donya,

because of what transpired
between you and Vincent,

he could have
very well run away.

I will have to bring this
to his parents' attention.

* *

- Oh, my God.

* *

- How'd you know that
Donya Miller sent those texts?

- I didn't know.

I had a feeling.

Benjamin seemed certain
that Vincent had been kissed.

Haley Townsend
said it wasn't by her.

I had an uneasy feeling
from the beginning.

I didn't know if it was about
Zack or Donya or both.

- Okay.
So where does this get us?

Are you one bit closer
to finding out

what the hell happened here?
'Cause I'm not.

- I am closer.
I'm almost there.

- Well, hurry up.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Did you arrest her?

- Not yet.
- Why not?

He's 16. It's sexual assault.

- It may come to an arrest.
For now, we have leverage.

There may be more information
to be gleaned from her.

- I can't believe it.

All this time,
I thought it was him.

- Excuse me?
- Her husband, the tutor,

he's always given me
the willies.

But I thought
she was the normal one.

I--I can't believe this.

- As I said, there's still
information to be learned,

including from Olivia.

- But you already spoke to her.
- Briefly, not in depth.

- She's not in a good place
to be interrogated.

- You know,
she's blaming herself already.

And you made her feel this.

You just have a way
to make people feel guilty,

even when they're not,
and I'm not gonna

let you do that to her.
She doesn't deserve it.

- Yeah, we need to protect her.

- And believe me,
if she had anything

to say of meaning,
we would know.

* *

- And you would tell me?

* *

[stairs creaking]

* *

- What's going on?

* *

What's going on?

* *

- It had more to do with,

I think, with our estrangement

than any attraction I had
for Vincent, which is none.

I--I mean,
I have no attraction.

It just happened.

I wish I could explain it.

It just happened.

Can you please say something?

- What do you expect me to say?

"Honey, I French kissed
your student.

We made out while you went
and got us takeout."

You expect me to have
some kind of articulate,

coherent response to that?

- I expect you to have
at least a question.

- Questions I have,

like, why weren't you arrested?

Why the fuck--
what the fuck is--

Questions,
I have plenty, Donya.

[unsettling music]

* *

- I never said I...
French kissed Vincent...

* *

Or that I made out with him.

I said I kissed him.

Did the detective tell you
I French kissed him?

* *

Vincent told you.

You knew.

* *

You've known.

Oh, my God.

You have done something.

- [chuckles softly]

Well played, Donya.

* *

For you to accuse me,

that would certainly preempt

my suspicion of you,
wouldn't it?

Very well played.

* *

- You know, the fact that she's
downstairs just a floor below,

I am tempted to go down there.

- And do what, Leonard?
What are you gonna do to her?

- She knows more than she says.

If they were close,
if they were intimate.

I knew something depraved
was going on.

I just assumed it was him.

- You're a hypocrite.

What are you, if not depraved?

We stand here like this
in all our grief and fear

and a fucking whore
with our son gone,

at least in part
because you're vile!

- Okay, well,
why not arrest her?

If she has more to tell,

there's no better way
to squeeze her.

And the boy is underage.

So at a minimum, we can search
incident to arrest, right?

- Not the whole building,

only the area
within her control.

- Well, what about
if we can show the magistrate

that Vincent never
left the building?

- We can't because we can't
rule out the back entrance.

- What are you doing, Avi?

Are--are you drawing
your little fish again?

- Please, Janine,
I'm trying to concentrate.

- Uh, yeah, so am I.

- Certainly, there must be

an episode of "Law & Order"
you can watch, huh?

- You know what?

[call ends]

[paper crumples]

- I do know what.

I know I hurt your feelings
is what.

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