All language subtitles for Sex And Violence s02e05 Connection.eng

Male Narrator: Previously on 'Sex&Violence':

[trips and stumbles]
Uh. Ahhh!!

I love you.

[screams]

Did your
husband do this to you?

[gunshot]

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

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

[gunshot]

Ahhh! Fuck! Oh fuck!

[choking]

Keep it down!

[gunshot]

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.

[pained breaths]

So, any kids?

Eww.

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

I don't need a job.

I have the insurance
and the house is closing.

Everybody needs
to do something.

What do you do?

I take care of you.

Is this your husband?

Uh, boyfriend.

Any idea what time of day
this might have happened?

I was at work
and then I had class.

So between nine and nine.

I don't get a lot of chances
to buy a handsome man a drink.

Well, if you put it that way.

Jesus.

But could somebody have come
up behind him and done this?

Well he was alone, right? Was
there any sign of a break-in?

[panting]

[loud dance music plays]

How ya doing?

Good... Jasper.

Jasper? Gasper.

[laughs]

Haven't seen
you in here before.

Finding my way.

Late bloomer?

Second bloomer.

Good for you.

Can I buy you
a drink, Gaspar?

Thanks.

What'll it be?

You know what?
I'll take a rain check.

Hope to see you again.

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[suspenseful rock music]

[sighs]

[sighs and exhales]

[deep breath and exhales]

[cupboard doors open and close]

[channel surfs TV]

What the hell are you doin'?

Playing with your ass.

[sighs] You here all night?

Quiet as a church mouse.

Well keep your
church mouse outta my ass.

[laughs] Can I buy
you breakfast? Brunch?

Oh wow. Let me
help you with that.

[sighs]

God you're so beautiful.

I love what you
did to me last night.

[sighs]

You're really good.

[groans]

I can still
feel you a little.

[moans]

So strong.

Oh, fuck... Ahh, ahh, ahh!
[groans and panting breaths]

Oh, fuck... Ahh, ahh, ahh!
[groans and panting breaths]

Oh, fuck... Ahh, ahh, ahh!
[groans and panting breaths]

Oh, fuck... Ahh, ahh, ahh!
[groans and panting breaths]

Good morning.

Ah, oh fuck... Morning.

So, do you have time later?

[sighs]

I was thinking maybe we
could go for a long stroll

to Point Pleasant Park,
go see a matinee,

grab a crumpet,
shop for wedding rings--

What's your name again?

Lachlan.
Lachlan.

Look, Lach, I got
this uh, court thing today.

Oh. Did you
catch a bad guy?

Yup.

You gonna have to testify
to make sure he goes away?

Nah. I don't know, maybe.

God, you're so hot.

Yeah, it's really
tough being this hot.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Might have a
uniform fetish.

Really?

Or maybe it's
just a you fetish.

You're not a
morning person.

But later, when
you're more chipper,

you're gonna think back
about how much you like me.

And then you're
gonna be really mad

that you didn't
ask for my number.

[sighs] Can I
get your number?

I already put
it on your phone.

You should really get a
password for that thing.

Yeah.

In your own words.

Uh, we responded to
a call from dispatch

that there was a hunter in
the woods near the school.

Constable Hillyer
and myself responded.

Constable Downey and
his K-9 responded as well.

We all arrived
at the same time.

The defendant
was not visible.

He'd gone into
the woods to hide.

The defendant then fired
shots on the police vehicles,

hitting both
Constable Hillyer

and Constable Downey
in the head.

I was able to assume
control of my police car,

and I retrieved
Constable Downey

and brought them
both to paramedics.

But neither of them made
it to the hospital alive.

Objection.

Sustained.
To what?

The charges are murder
and attempted murder.

Only Constable Hillyer
has been pronounced deceased

at this stage, Constable
Downey's still among the living.

He's brain dead.

Right but, brain dead
is figuratively dead.

His heart is still beating,
so he is legally, not dead.

I sustained the objection.

All right. They'd like
you to rephrase your answer.

Just testify to what
happened in your presence.

He shot Hillyer in the throat
and blew Downey's brains out.

Not figuratively.

And you delivered
them to the ambulance.

Yes.

Did you subdue the
defendant, Andrew Kreilly?

No. MacIntyre.

Sorry uh, he turned himself
in to Constable MacIntyre.

Cross.

Constable Roach,
did you kill Walter Kim,

a family member
to the defendant?

Object. Relevance.

It goes to my client's state
of mind, to his mental state.

Constable Roach isn't
on trial. Sustained.

But that's the basis of
my client's entire defense.

That the police would be able
to kill a member of his family

and then close
ranks, an internal affair,

above the law, with
no trial, no justice.

Object.
What?

Do you have a
question for this witness?

I'm answering your
previous objection.

You stop answering
when it's been sustained.

Constable Roach, are you aware
that the defendant's cousin died

while in your custody?

Look, I was his
captive, alright?

I barely got out of
there with my life.

After he already
killed three people that day.

But he was subdued, by you.

Object.

Are you suggesting that
Constable Roach was the target?

No! The defendant
would have no way of knowing

what officers would
possibly respond to a complaint

about his open
carry near a school.

Are you saying the
school was the target?

Ah, no. No, I'm
not saying that.

Well Mr. Deane, nobody
understands what you're saying.

Well, we are trying to apply
what's coming out of your mouth

to this trial that's
happening here, today.

But you insist on
talking about incidents

from some six months ago.

It's not going to
happen in my courtroom.

Well, perhaps now though, the
jury can appreciate my client's

frustration with police
bias in the justice system.

You're supposed to hide your
contempt of the court Mr. Deane.

This does not seem
to be going very well.

You shouldn't torture
yourself by coming here.

Look, you want to grab a
bite? Something? A drink?

Not ¢til this is
over, and maybe not then.

Hey, buddy. Looks
like you're all ready.

Yup.

Well, I'm sorry it
just didn't work out.

Yeah. Sigrid, you're not
really reliable anymore.

I'm gonna take you
off the registration list.

I've been a foster
mom for eighteen years.

Well, not anymore.

Well, I just need children
that are less traumatized.

Maybe if you didn't bring
me the children of murderers.

If I get any lost Arabian
princesses I'll let you know.

You ready?
Yup.

Okay.

Are you saying my
son didn't kill himself?

I don't know that.

I'm just following
up... do you think he did?

He was sad.

He lost his husband
in that shoot out

at the women's shelter.

Stephen was
grieving, like you do.

So he, uh,
wasn't seeing anyone?

It was too soon, he said.

Was there anything
about this place that day?

I mean, I know you said
that nothing was missing.

But any sign that someone
had been here? Anything at all?

Something new?

The belt.

The belt he had
around his neck?

Yeah.

He bought a new
belt to hang himself.

That's why I didn't
think it was an accident.

You hadn't seen
the belt before?

No.

How'd you know it was his?

Uh?

So I was thinking
I gotta take off.

I mean, well, I do.

Toronto, maybe Alberta.

I just can't
find any work here.

And this whole
catering and waiting

just ain't paying the rent.

Well, I could
give you some money.

Yeah, how would
I pay you back?

Well, you don't pay me
back, you pay your rent.

Yeah, well thanks
sugar daddy, but I just go,

work for six months,
and then I'll be back.

Yeah, but is that
what you really wanna do?

No, but I have to.

[sighs] When?

Pretty fast.

Why don't you just let
me give you some money.

To what end? Another month
and I'll be deeper in the hole.

Look, I wanna stay, continue,
figure out what this is.

We'll just have to wait.

What are you saying?

Andreas was gay?

I'm asking whether it's
possible he went on a date

with a, a man.

It wasn't an accident?

I don't know, Keelin.

We're just-- I'm just
trying to be thorough.

'Cause everybody
deserves an investigation.

No, something's changed.

You don't start an
investigation after this long.

Well, there's been
some similar fatalities.

I thought he
might be gay.

The strangling kink,
that came out of nowhere.

If you told me
he was gay, or bi--

So it's possible.

Isn't being on the
down low always possible?

God. That actually makes sense.

Someone killed him?

The official cause of death
is still accidental suicide.

I'm just following
up on some suspicions.

[sounds of children playing]

[sounds of children playing]

So... are you uh,
collecting children now?

I called you.

Yeah.

I've taken the foster
mother off the registry.

Are you looking for a
different foster mother?

It doesn't have
to be a mother.

Don't change the subject.

It's easy to place a kid
when mom's a drug addict

or dad's got cancer.

When dad's a murderer,
it's a bit of a challenge.

What are you playing at?

You said you
were okay with this.

I am. It is. This has
nothing to do with them.

It's you.
You're mothering them.

You're not social working
them, you're falling in love.

You wanna just keep them?

We don't just get
to just keep them.

It's what you want though.

We're fostering them.
We're supposed to love them.

And be sad and
worried when they leave.

Don't give me any of this
'don't get attached' bullshit.

Oh please, don't turn
this into an argument.

All I'm saying is
you seem really, really happy.

And it makes me-- it means a
lot to me to see you be happy.

Oh. Okay, thanks.

You could've
just said that.

[kids playing]

Let's do it, do
it properly I mean,

let's foster and try
to adopt. Feels right.

It's what you
want, isn't it?

[kids laugh and play]

I've set you up
to stay at a shelter

as soon as a
room opens up.

You'll have
60 days there.

I like it here.

Alex has envisioned this place
as more of an emergency shelter.

For women with
no alternatives.

Every day's an
emergency for me.

I'd like to take you to the
police station to file a report.

I've gotta talk to Declan.

Wait. Talk to him later.

I'm not goin' there
until I talk to Dechlan.

Why, because if he's
sorry you won't press charges?

I don't want him going to
jail. What good would that do?

Just file the report. In
case you change your mind.

If you don't, your
case will be weaker

when you do
change your mind.

The police
already came. That was for last time.

You need to file a
report for this time.

Otherwise you'll just
have to do it again next time.

[sighs]

[heavy breathing and groans]

Roll over.
No, I'm good.

What is it?
Nothing.

Is it your brother?
My mistress.

Why is there no fuckin'
name for a male mistress?

Yeah, that is
fuckin' weird.

He's goin'
down the road.

What? When?

I dunno.

You okay?

Yeah. I offered to give him
money. He wouldn't take it.

Money, to stay?

Yeah, but he
didn't take it.

Maybe he should stay here.

He can't afford it.

No, no. I mean here,
here, with us. Yeah.

We got two extra bedrooms.

He doesn't have to pay anything
if he doesn't want to, you know.

He can pay whatever he wants,
or can afford. I don't care.

You're being serious?

Yes, I'm tryin',
just trying to help.

I don't know
what the rules are.

Let's just burn this marriage
down and start from scratch.

[kiss sound]

[sighs]

I don't know how straight
people did it all these years.

So, Padraig and I
have been talking, a lot,

and we wanted to ask
you boys how would you feel

about being adopted?

By who?

Oh, uh, by us. Sorry I
should have specified that.

We both think
you're wonderful boys--ó

[shooting sound]

--and we love you.

Even if it
doesn't work out--ó

[shooting noise]

--we want you to have
stable forever homes,

with us, um, if the
courts allow us adopt you.

We wanna try.

No.
No?

No.

How come?

I got a mom.

Yes, yes you do, and your
mother would have to agree--

[shooting noise]

--and she will
always be your mother.

She would take care
of you if she could.

We just want you to
have a good place to live.

I do.

You want to be adopted?

I like it here.

Okay.

Alright, well
that's good, guys.

We can talk
about it again.

[shooting noises]

That hurt?

No. Tickles.

Tickles! That's great.
That's a really good sign.

It means there's
nerves there, right?

Nerves close to
the surface, yeah.

Now, I would still rinse.

Don't pull
and don't scrub.

My wife is here today.

She was hoping
to speak to you.

If that's
okay with you? About Kai?

Yeah.
Is he okay?

Yeah. Completely.

Okay.
See you next time.

[knock at door]
Hey.

How's Kai?
He's good.

He's been
asking about you.

What do you say?

That you love
him very much

and if you could take
care of him you would.

He's with us now,
Padraig and me.

Living with you?

Since your brother-in-law
killed the police officers.

That was hard on
his foster mother.

I just feel like they're
never going to leave us alone.

Padraig and I
would like to petition

for guardianship of Kai.

So he doesn't bounce
from foster to foster.

Especially as his uncle's
trial gets in the news.

Not his uncle.
It's a cousin.

Cousin.

What? You want
custody of Kai?

Well, we thought,
we love him very much.

I love him.

I know, Ginger, I
know, and he knows.

But I also know
you're heavily medicated,

because you have to be and
every surgery you recover from

you need another one, and
none of that's your fault.

You're Kai's mother
and Kai's your son

and everybody
wants you in his life.

I just want
a home for Kai

and I think this
is the best way.

You're a good mom.

You only have to know Kai
a little bit to know that.

You should see him with
Padraig, they're so close.

Padraig didn't say anything.

We both decided I
should talk to you.

I'm Kai's social worker.

Kai is the reason I've been
having all of these surgeries.

He's the last thing
that I'm holding on for.

I was wondering
if you can tell me

if these guys
are customers here?

We don't out
our customers.

Right. Uh, these
guys are all dead.

Him... and him.

This guy?
Yeah.

The one with the red
hair and girlfriend.

He was also a
voracious bottom, he's in here

two, three times a
month pickin' up dudes.

Alright. Thanks.

Yeah. Come on. Come on.

Wha... Whaaaaa...
Ahhh!... Fuck!

[laughs]
You've been saving up.

Yeah. Thanks.

It's always a pleasure.

You want me
to pleasure you?

No. No, I'm
good, I'm content.

Well that seems fair.

Oh, well the
money makes it fair.

I don't mind.

Well, you booked an hour, we've
got like ten minutes left, so--

A lot can
happen in ten minutes.

Well, actually I
have another date.

Tonight?
Yup.

Oh. I guess, um, I want two
hours, I gotta book two hours.

Well, if you want to
make sure I'm available.

Okay.

I want to ask
you something.

Do you want
celery with it?

No.

I want to
raise some money.

For what?

I wanna turn my house
into a women's shelter.

There's a real need
since the old place closed.

You, you are extraordinary.

There are grants.

I mean, even the
old place got grants.

But I want to
make modifications.

So, I-I need,
um, start-up money.

Okay.
Okay?

I mean, I'm listening.

You want me to
help turn your house

into a women's
shelter, I don't know--

I need a bedroom, some
bathrooms, a security system,

stuff for the kitchen,
linen for the bedrooms.

Well that doesn't
sound like so much

and you'd
come back here.

What?
You'd live here.

You'd come home after your
house turns into a shelter.

I'd live at the shelter.

You'd live there?
In the women's shelter?

Yeah.

Like a desperate woman.
Who's husband beat her.

Who has no options.

I'll be running the place.

You don't have to live
in the shelter to run it.

Well, it's a
different model.

Do you have a
martyr complex?

Forget I asked.

Oh, come on, Alex.
I'm a public figure.

I'm a fucking judge
for Christ's sakes!

What are people
supposed to think if my wife

is living in a
women's shelter?!

That she cares more about
someone else than herself

and so do you!

Well, I can't, I
won't help you on this.

I'm not your wife
anymore, you know.

Well to me,
you're still my wife.

It's not like I'm going to fall
in love again at this point.

I know.

And I'll be paying your
daughter's hospital bills

until I die
because I love her too.

Am I not your family?

[sighs] Yes, you are...
but I can't live with you.

Jesus Christ!

[sighs]

[knock at door]

Hi. Are you
Gasper Scott-Cauldwell?

You can call me Finn.

Finn?
Finn.

Okay. Ben.

You look just
like your picture.

Can I get you a drink, Ben?

Um, yeah. A gin and
tonic would be great.

I have beer.

Ah, no. I'm okay.
Sure?

Yup.

So you're awfully cute.

Is that unusual
for a customer?

No. I say that to
everybody, even if they're not.

So I'm not cute?
No, you're cute.

Do you want your money?

Yeah.

So, Finn, where do
you want to do this?

Do you want to
go to the bedroom?

No. The bedroom
is for my wife.

For your wife.
Well, that makes sense.

I can appreciate that.

So, can I kiss you now?

I-- I, well I don't
really kiss on the lips.

You can kiss anywhere else.

Okay. Cool.
Let's do this.

[laughs] Might as
well get this over with.

Your turn.

Can you unbuckle
my belt for me?

Yup.

[soft music plays]

[kissing, heavy breathing]

[kissing, heavy breathing]

[kissing, heavy breathing]

[Finn whispers]:
Oh yeah.

[kissing, moaning,
and heavy breathing]

I want you
on the table. On the table?

Coffee table.
Okay.

Now this you can kiss.

[heavy breathing,
kissing and moaning]

[heavy breathing,
kissing and moaning]

So who's going
to be the top?

It's not you.

Okay.

[Ben]:
Here you go.

[Finn]:
You ready?

Ready Freddie.
Alright, easy.

Ohh, God.

Yup. K, I'm good.

[Finn pants]
Oh, God. Yeah.

[heavy panting] Oh, God.

[heavy panting] Oh, God.

[Finn]:
I want you on your knees.

On my knees?
Yeah.

[Ben]:
Ooooh.

[grunting, heavy breathing]

[grunting, heavy breathing]

[grunting, heavy breathing]

[grunting, heavy breathing]

Ahhhh!

Ahhhh!

What the fuck?!

I didn't say
you could do that!

I'm sorry.
Fuck off!

Relax, man.
No. You're fucked!

You need help, you
got something wrong!

Fuckin' relax, man.

No, you fuckin' relax!

I like it a little rough.

You've got something
wrong with you, man.

You can't do that.

I just wanted to
try something new.

Come on, don't leave.
Fuck off!

Don't go... Come on, you
can't leave. Please, come--

Don't touch me.
You can't leave!

Fuck off!

Come on ple--
[door slams]

FUCK!

[music continues]

[music continues]

[slaps himself loudly,
sobs and runs water]

Narrator: Next time on 'Sex&Violence':

Miss McKay.

Hi.

Finn.

Oh my God.

[slaps down sticky note]

That's, that's a
lot in common, right?

They've gotta be
connected. These two here.

Alex, being a lawyer made
you a good victims advocate.

That's not the right
background to run a shelter.

A shelter needs
a softer touch.

How the fuck would you know
what a women's shelter needs?

It was my idea.

So, what's
in it for you?

My husband's happiness.

I mean, I really
don't want you to leave.

We don't want
you to leave.

Like a threesome?

No. Like Mormons.
You'll be my sister wife.

Anything else
I can do for you?

I can think of
one or two things.

I get off in an
hour... You could too.

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