All language subtitles for Sex And Violence s02e03 Back When I Was a Kid.eng

Narrator: Previously on 'Sex&Violence':

He could be anywhere
in these woods by now.

Turn on the siren,
let him know we're here.

[siren]

[gunshots ring out]

Ahhh! Fuck! Oh fuck!

[choking]

Keep it down!

[gunshot]

They're in the car!

We're not
going over there.

They're shot man!
The shooter's up the hill!

The reasons I
left haven't changed.

I've changed.

Not enough.

Doug's injuries are to his
brain. He's on life support.

The ventilator is
keeping him breathing.

He's breathing.

He's not breathing on his own.

[video game being played]

female voice: Jeremy! Supper's ready!

male voice: JEREMY, NOW!

[sighs]

Hands... Nails...
You wash these hands?

Yes.

You wash under the nails?
Yes.

Go wash these hands
and don't come back

to the table
until they're clean.

[sigh]

Too much.

Give me Jeremy's plate.

Wait 'til
everyone's served.

Where's your plate?

Elbows off the table.

[laughs]
You want the drumstick?

Yes, please.

Plate.

No asparagus please.

Do you want dinner or
do you not want dinner?

It's up to you.

Dinner.

Dinner is asparagus.

Dinner, please.

ELBOWS OFF
THE TABLE JOSHUA!

HOW MANY TIMES DO
I HAVE TO TELL YOU?

Sorry.

[crashing noise and screaming]

I said elbows off the table!
What the hell's wrong with you?

[crying]

What the hell
is wrong with you?

[screaming]
Stop it! Stop it!

Keep your goddamn
elbows off the table.

[crying]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

Thirteen year old stabbed
in the arm with a fork.

Who's with him?

The mother.
His name is Josh.

Did he tell
you what happened?

He fell. On the fork.

Could happen.

He's in three. With mom.

Hi, I'm Drucie MacKay,
I'm with Child Services.

The doctors have to
call me whenever a child

has an unusual injury.
He's fine.

Are you Josh's mom?

Yeah. I'm Pat.

Pat?
Yeah.

Okay, Pat, you told
the doctor that Josh fell?

I have a fifteen year
old, a twelve year old,

and an eight year old.
They play. They get hurt.

Isn't that normal?

Hundred percent.

May I speak
with Josh alone?

I'd rather be here.

It will go a lot faster if
I can speak with Josh alone.

Just a few minutes.

Hurry up, please.

Hi Josh.

Hi.

How'd you get a
fork in your arm?

Someone tell you
to go fork yourself?

[laughs]

Tell me what happened.

Well, I was
running in the kitchen

and my brother was
running in the kitchen

and we ran
into each other

and I fell on the table.

And you landed on a fork.

Well, I knocked some things off
the table and then fell on them.

And it wasn't
done on purpose?

Nobody hit you? Or
hurt you on purpose?

Your mother? Dad? Brother?

No.

Because if someone
hurt you I can help you.

That's my job.

No.

Well, what are you
not gonna do anymore?

Run in the--
Run in the kitchen.

Right. It was
nice to meet you Josh.

I'll let you get home.

Why was he even seeing you?

He wasn't. They paged me
because it was going to scar.

I told his mother
how to minimize that

and get in
touch with me later.

I think they page me
when they're unsure

if they should
call child services.

Ah.
'Cause I have an in.

Well, his story had all the
right details so they can go.

I'll log it so if
anything else happens

the family's in the system.

Sorry to drag you in.

Ah, no, no.

I was watching drag queens
lip synch for their lives.

You are obsessed.
I just wish I looked that good.

Mmmm. You really do though.

I mean better, pfft.

You're so much better looking
than a drag queen, obviously.

Okay, well you stay
here and be a good doctor

and I'll be home
perfecting my drag queen look.

I love you.
Yeah, yeah.

[school bell rings]

Ahem.

What can I do
for you Jeremy?

I was wondering if
I could talk to you?

Yup... What's
going on, bud?

Uh, I didn't do my
homework last night.

My brother got hurt.

Yeah, what
happened? Is he okay?

Well, okay. You can
do it over the weekend.

I won't take any points off.

You want to talk
some more after school?

Yeah.

Okay, I'll meet you out by the
back steps, after last period.

Okay?
Okay.

Alright.

Want me to talk
to your father? No.

I could call the cops.
No.

What do you want me to do?

I dunno.

It'll only be a few years,
you'll be out on your own.

When I was a kid, everyone
got hit by their parents,

we turned out okay.

It's hard right now.

But we don't get
to pick our parents.

But it's, it's just right now.

I mean, you're gonna
graduate, get a job...

move to Texas. Buy a ranch.

You'll be roping
steers and drilling for oil.

You'll barely remember
what a hard ass your dad was.

I'm gonna build windmills.
Ha.

You'll be tilting at windmills.

Look, Jeremy, if you want
to spend less time at home,

I've gotta lotta odd
jobs you can do for me.

You'll feel better with a
little bit of your own money.

Your father can't fight you, if
you're not there to fight with.

Okay. Yeah. Yeah.

Okay, good. Okay.
You'll be alright.

It's done!

[pop music plays]

Good job, bud.

Ah, look at your clothes.

Get 'em off, and I'll
wash em before that gets set.

Don'tcha have enough problems
at home without going back

with your pants
and your shirt ruined?

Hop in the shower and get
that paint outta your hair

and I'll lend you some
clothes til yours are dry.

This way?
Yup.

[shower water splashes]

Fresh towels.
Use these, okay?

Okay.

[shower water splashes]

Hey, I was just making a bit
of grub. Do you want something?

You said you had some
clothes I could borrow?

Yeah. Here.

Here you go... These okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll um,
I'll drive you home,

ah, after your
clothes are dry.

Come on, have
something to drink.

You know, if you want to
spend less time at home,

you could get more
involved in school.

Go out
for a sport.

I hate sports.

Well, you can, you
can hang out here.

I've got a lotta
jobs you can do.

There's yard
work in the spring.

[laughs]

Ohh.
Not your favourite?

Uh-uhn. You got a napkin?

Here. I love it... Mmm, mmm.

I'm gonna go.

What?

My mom's making dinner.

Your pants?

Just bring 'em
to school tomorrow.

I'll drive you.
No thank you.

[grunts and groans]

What are you doing?

I don't want
the kids to hear.

Can you actually think
about what we're doing?

I'm thinking about
not getting interrupted.

Jus-- are you
even enjoying this?

Fuckin' forget it.

Carl, come back.

[smashing noise]
ARRHHHH... Aaahhh!

Your hand.

Stop. Carl. Give that to me.

[loud slap]

Go ahead then.

ARRHHHHH!

[things break as they're thrown]

Fuck!

[breakage continues]

[boy's voice]
Come on!

[breakage continues]

YOU THINK I WON'T DO
IT, YOU THINK I WON'T?

Carl! Carl, please stop!

Please stop.
Don't-- Carl, I love you!

Please don't hurt yourself!

Carl. Carl, please!

Carl please stop,
you're scaring me!

Please don't hurt
yourself. I love you.

Please.

I knew you wouldn't
do it. You coward!

[knocks on door]

You call 9-1-1?
No.

Somebody called 9-1-1.

Did ya have a fight?

Wel-- Yeah.

Who's inside?

My wife, my kids.

Can um, I come in?

Look, I-- I'm
embarrassed, we'll keep it down.

It wasn't a noise
complaint. Go get your wife.

Bed.

I'm sorry... I didn't call.

We did have a
little bit of a commotion.

Looks like a big commotion.

It's--

Why don't you come
out to the car with me.

I wanna find out who
called. Do you have a coat?

Alright. It'll just
take a couple minutes.

[door closes]

[opened door alert beeps]

Dispatch, this is 55. Can I
get a name on the complaint?

It's always recorded.

Dispatch:
55, ah, call came from Jacob. No last name.

You, you know a Jacob?

My youngest kid.

Now why did your
little boy call 9-1-1?

Did your husband hit you?

No. He don't hit me.

Did he hit Jacob?

No... We threw some things,
broke some dishes. That's all.

Jacob got scared.

Well, I'll talk to
Jacob in a minute.

If you're in a
situation, I don't care,

I'll arrest your
husband, alright.

Give yourself a little
time to get yourself together.

I don't need a reason, I got
nothin' to lose at this point.

That's not what I need.

Alright.

But I am gonna give you a
card, victim services. Alright?

Should you decide that you
want to get your kids and you

out of here, you
give that number a call

They usually can
find you a place to stay,

a lawyer, a therapist.

Okay.
Okay.

Now, let's go talk to
Jacob and call it a night.

[opened door alarm beeps]

Jacob, can you tell me
the reason you called 9-1-1?

Was it because mommy
and daddy were fighting?

Did Daddy hit mommy?

No.

I'm asking Jacob.

And I want you to let
Jacob answer the questions,

if you don't, I'll
have to take it

to the next level.
The police station.

Okay.

K.

Jacob, uh, did daddy hit mommy?

No.

Did daddy hit you?

No.

He just got angry and
threw all this stuff around?

Yeah.

That must've
been really scary.

Yeah.

So is that the
reason you called 9-1-1? Yeah.

Was that the only reason?

I'm sorry.
No, no, no, Jacob.

You don't be sorry. You did a
very smart thing calling 9-1-1.

I can see that
this was a big fight.

So you don't be sorry. Okay?

Okay.

'Cause when parents
fight, you call 9-1-1. Right?

You did a really good
job Jacob. Really good job.

K.

Wanna head to your
bedroom? Good night, buddy.

Carl.

What the fuck
are you doin' Carl?

You can't do this.

I won't.

That's one sweet
boy you got there.

He's the artist in the family.

I don't wanna
come back here, Carl.

I don't want that either.

I'm sorry, Jeremy... I
never wanted to be like this.

Where's mom?

She said she was going out
to buy some dishes and stuff.

[city noises]

Ennis, HA-5243.

The auto-erotic asphyxiation
case from three nights ago?

Yeah. Did you work on him?

No, I worked on the
other one last week.

Two, right? That's weird.

We still got your guy.

Three.

Oh, come on.

Oh, just a peek.

[whispers]
Quick. Little. Please.

I just wanna be absolutely
sure he did it to himself.

Why?

Well, because he's the
third one I saw this year.

Yeah?

Look, everything is consistent
with accidental asphyxiation.

Is there anything inconsistent?

Well, there are
no defensive wounds.

You see, he tried
to pull the belt loose

from his neck with
his fingers. Here.

Ugh.

You have to look at nails under
the scope to see any damage.

There's several ligature
marks, but that just indicates

he struggled a bit, which is
consistent with the fingertips.

Okay, but could somebody
have come up, behind him

and done this?

Well, he was alone, right?

Was there any
sign of a break in?

His mother found him.

Do you think she would do it?
No.

Alright Ennis, why though?
Why-- why did he struggle?

[laughs]
Well, he was choking.

Yeah, I know but why
didn't he ju-- loosen it,

you know, stop
what he was doing?

Most people faint
so there's no struggle.

They haven't been
breathing air for far too long

and they don't even
know what's happening.

But this guy did struggle.

Sometimes they
become disoriented.

They go to stop but
the belt's become buckled.

So they pull at it but
they aren't lucid enough

to unbuckle the buckle.

Now that's consistent with
this guy and the guy last week.

Okay, so if I get a coroner
report from the third body

and that guy also has the damage
underneath the fingertips?

Would, would
that mean anything?

Hmm. That would be
statistically anomalous.

Right.

Mr. Downie.

Hello, Maria.

May I see him?

If it's not a
good time I'll jus--

I don't want you to see him.

My son didn't trust you, Maria.

And now I hear in the news
that my son was shot in revenge

for someone you shot.
Someone you killed.

The man I shot and killed
had killed three people

and was going to kill more.

I know and I
don't blame you, Maria.

Not for that, I
would've done the same thing.

I'd like to think I would.

I'd just like to see--

Doug, Doug wasn't like that.

He was by the book.

He knew there was
something wrong with you.

Wrong with your story.

And I know you've been cleared.

But you know what
you did, and my son knew

and now he's dying too.

You've done enough.

[deep breaths and crying]

[deep breaths and crying]

--and when I woke up
this morning, I thought, yes,

I need to call. It's not for me.

It's for the kids. They
can't be seeing all this.

There are kids?

I-- three boys.

You didn't tell
me there were kids.

When I called I
didn't know that

but I think it's worth
having the discussion.

There's nothing to discuss.
I-- I can't take three kids.

I can't take any kids.
I have only one bed open.

The discussion
of Pat coming here,

and her kids going into
foster care, temporarily.

I'm not putting my
kids in foster care.

It would be very temporary.

There used to be two
women's shelters that took kids,

now there's only one and
that's a sixty day shelter

so spots do open up.

And your teenager--
Jeremy.

Jeremy, he can go
to the teen shelter,

he doesn't have to
go into foster care.

You can see them. It
would just get you out.

Pat, why don't you bring
your husband up on charges?

It sounds like you have plenty
to hold him for a few days.

And that'll give
Megan time to help you.

I can't press
charges on my husband.

No? He stabbed your child.

With a fork.

Forks don't count? Come on.

This time it's a fork.
Next, it's a butter knife.

What then, the cleaver?

Alex.

What? You know how this works!

I can't do that to him.

There's no going back from that.

No, uh, you could go back.

Once things cool off,
if he gets treatment.

Uh huh, right. Take
this opportunity to get out.

What opportunity? I thought
you people could help me.

Help my kids.

Not me in one shelter and
my son in another shelter,

and my two little
ones, who knows where.

What, there's nowhere
else for you to go?

My mother won't take us, after
last time. She's afraid of him.

Look. I'll put your
name on the wait list.

It'll take a week
or two at the most.

Not much more than that.
Okay.

Listen to me... you
have to decide to go. Now.

He's probably gonna feel bad for
awhile and he'll be nice to you.

Two weeks will go by

and this crisis will
be two weeks behind you.

And you will have forgiven him.

Megan will come to you
with a room, you'll say no.

More time will pass.

He'll forget how sorry he is,

and he'll beat up
on those kids again.

I'll-- I'll take it.

When you can take
four of us, I'll come.

Lookin' good.

Yeah, it fit perfectly.

But it's blocking
a lot of light.

You sure you want to
put a solid door here?

Ah, I'm making another bedroom.

Family expanding?

What is it, Ell--
Ellery.

Ellery, could I
interest you in some pussy?

[laughs]

Why if I had a dime for
every time I heard that line...

I'd have a dime.

Hell, you could
stay on the clock.

[gasping breaths]

Oh come on.
Come on, yeah, yeah!

[gasps and moans]

Oh, oh... thanks.

Ahh. All, all part
of the service, ma'am.

[laughs]

What happened to you?

Whattaya mean? What?

This part of you,
that you won't let me see.

That was causing
you obvious pain.

I was-- I was shot.

Shot with a bullet?

Straight through.

What the hell?

You should'a
seen the other guy.

[laughs]
You're a real bad ass.

Not as nice as yours.

Ah, what
do I do with this?

Oh. The garbage
in the bathroom. Ah.

Not in the toilet!

I lay pipe. I know
how not to block it.

Hmm.

What are you
doin' to this place?

Bedroom off the
kitchen and all that.

I'm turning it into a
shelter for abused women.

Really.

Yeah. Really.

Why?

Because you men, you
can be such assholes.

I could put in a couple
more bathrooms for you.

No, no, there's
no money. Later.

I'll do it free.

Really?

I like the benefits.

You would do that?

My father was a
fuckin' monster.

And his mother
was a fuckin' monster.

I wish my mother'd
had a place to go.

Hmm. [sighs]

[strange thumping noises]

[strange thumping noises]

[strange thumping noises]

Jeremy?

Jeremy?

[sighs]

MOM!

Joshua.

Josh, come out.

[crashing at door as
it splinters loudly]

Ahh, arhh, ah, oh.

[shower curtain crashes down]

Josh!

Joshua.

Come on, don't
make this weird, buddy.

Come on, Josh.

[sighs]

Josh, you always
ruin everything.

[gunshot]

We've got him
in the patrol car.

There's just one?

There's four bodies.
Mom, dad, two kids.

Looks like murder-suicide.

Okay, thanks.

You're gonna
come with me, okay?

You remember me
from the hospital?

I'm Drucie.

I don't remember
your name. I'm sorry.

Josh.

Josh.

Josh, when we
were at the hospital,

why didn't
you say anything?

I don't know.

Narrator: Next time on 'Sex&Violence':

So, any kids?
Eww.

I'm late.

You're late menstruating?

My period's a no show.

So I've been having an affair
for the better part of the year.

Is I.A. still
looking at what Roach did?

She was cleared. That's
what set this fucker off.

The defendant was put
into a state of extreme shock

by the results of an
investigation into the murder

of his cousin
by HRM PD officers.

I'll throw
you out of here.

Wanna go for a burger?

Nah, I'm gonna go
bang your husband.

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