The Sinner (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 8 - Part VIII - full transcript
Jamie seeks vengeance, putting him on a collision course with Ambrose.
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- Here we go
round the prickly pear,
prickly pear, prickly pear.
Here we go round
the prickly pear,
prickly pear, prickly pear.
5:00 in the morning.
- Ambrose.
I can hold forensics off.
If you want a bit more time,
just say the word.
- Nah, send them through.
- I'm sorry.
- Barnhill.
When was the last time
we had a location on Burns?
- Uh, last night he was sitting
at the Haven Residence Inn.
Haven't had him since.
- Let's put out
a BOLO right now.
State troopers,
county enforcement--
let's get 'em informed
and then mobilize 'em.
- Hey, I'm not doubting
it's Jamie Burns.
I just don't understand.
Why the captain?
- I don't know.
He's planning something.
- Staties are on the line now.
They wanna coordinate
traffic stops.
- You're in charge now.
It's what the captain wanted.
- Is that BOLO out?
- Yeah.
- Okay, then start interviewing
potential eyewitnesses
at the clubhouse
and Route Nine, okay?
All right.
Vic Soto.
- We need to cover anywhere
that Burns has been:
this house, Haven Inn,
train station, wherever.
- Yes, sir.
- Thanks.
- Lieutenant Ambrose,
just found this
in the captain's jacket.
Thought you should see it.
- Yeah.
- That was so good.
- Catch.
So--hey, Eli!
See you next week.
- Yeah.
- How does he
usually get home?
- He walks home with one of our
neighbors down the street.
The studio thinks they left
together, but they're not sure.
- Where is the studio?
- In Clinton Hill--about
a 20-minute walk from home.
- Okay, so he might still be
with his friend then.
- Maybe, but he should have
texted me back by now.
He knows to do that.
Dad, what's going on?
- Look, there might be somebody
who's trying
to hurt you and him.
- What?
What do you mean?
- I can't talk
about it right now,
I just--Okay, stay there
and don't go home, all right?
'Cause your apartment
isn't secure.
Somebody's coming in.
Look, I'll have
to call you back.
- Wait--
- It's gonna be okay.
Stay where you are.
- The warrant rush
came through.
His phone is turned off,
but the last ping
was Clinton Hill, Brooklyn.
What, what?
What's going on?
- That's where Eli is.
I was just talking to Mel.
She hasn't heard from him.
- Okay, well,
we don't know anything yet.
He could be fine.
W-where are you going?
- I'm going where
that phone was.
Call me
with any tracking updates.
- Okay, I'll get
Detective Jones
at NYPD on board too.
- Hi.
- Hey, uh, look,
I hate to call you like this
and ask you to do something,
but you gotta leave your house
right now.
- What?
- It's Jamie Burns.
There's been another murder.
- Who?
- He was from the precinct.
Look, you gotta get out, okay?
'Cause right now
you're a potential target.
- Wait--wait,
you mean like last time
when he went into the city?
- No, no.
This is--he's trying
to get to me.
He's targeting people...
people that he knows
are important to me.
- Where are you?
Are you--are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.
- Oh, okay, I--I'll leave.
- Let me know where
and when you're settled.
- O-okay, thank you.
- Don't worry.
- You're gonna be here
until when?
- Detective Jones
already ordered
round the clock surveillance,
so, uh, if it's not me,
it's gonna be someone else
rotating through.
- Okay, let me know
when you swap out.
- Yes, sir.
I have to get back
to Dorchester.
The officer is gonna be
staying with you.
- I heard.
- We'll find Eli.
- Why is that man doing this?
- He's baiting me.
- Why?
What did you do to him?
- Uh, it's hard to say.
- Dad, you gotta start
talking to me now,
or I'm gonna go crazy.
- I'm gonna do
everything I can.
Nobody's gonna get hurt.
We'll find him.
- You left the back door open.
Harry must have warned you.
- He did.
- But you decided
to stay anyway.
How's the portrait coming?
- I-I don't know
if I can do it.
- Why?
- Everything feels
trivial, fake.
You've led me
into a bit of a crisis.
Actually, I've been doubting
my work, how I paint,
all of it.
- Maybe that's a good thing.
Maybe you're on the brink
of something new.
- And you?
You have been through
a lot recently.
- You know I came here
to kill you.
- I thought
that might be the case.
- But you decided
to take your chances.
- I don't think
you really wanna do it.
- Why not?
- Because...I've seen you.
I see the struggle in you.
- I've killed three people...
And every time, I keep waiting
for someone or something,
some voice...
God maybe...to come in
and stop me,
but nothing ever does.
And I realize that expectation
is just my conscience.
There's no one
actually watching.
There's no meaning.
There's just the before
and the after.
It all just is.
And once you realize that,
everything becomes so clear.
It's like staring
straight into eternity.
- That's an awfully
lonely place to be.
- We're all in that place
from the day we're born.
Everyone's just too scared
to admit it.
- That's such a hard way
to live a life, isn't it?
- It's honest.
- But what about other people?
You still need them, don't you?
You can't just shut them away.
You don't want that.
Jamie, you could have
hurt me by now,
but you haven't.
You waited because
you wanted to talk.
That's something.
You can stop.
You just--you choose.
You choose to return
to the world.
- Return to who, hmm?
To a family
that doesn't want me anymore?
To Harry Ambrose
the fucking hypocrite?
- Maybe we're all hypocrites.
Maybe that's the only way
through a life.
- You shouldn't have
stayed here.
You should've left.
- Jamie.
I--they're on their way.
I signaled them minutes ago.
- Well...
Now we're finally being
honest.
- No, please don't do this.
No!
Oh, no!
No, no, no, no!
No, no!
No--ugh!
No, no!
- Police!
- How you doing?
You okay?
- Out the back!
- I'm on it!
- Got eyes on him?
- You holding up all right?
I need to ask you,
and I'm sorry to do this now,
but we don't have much time.
Did he mention anything
about my grandson, Eli?
- No.
- Anything about
what he was gonna do
or where he was gonna go?
- I'm sorry.
- Why didn't you leave
your house when I told you to?
- I--I knew it was
dangerous...
But I--I just
couldn't stop myself.
- You wanted to see him again.
- I thought that maybe
I...I could reach him.
It was like a-a test.
I wanted it.
I wanted to survive it.
Harry, when you find him,
please don't face him
yourself.
Send someone else.
He's rattling around
in your head,
and you'll make a mistake
like I did.
He's a drowning man.
He'll pull you under.
- Okay.
He's not heading north.
- Yeah, but we don't know
that for sure.
- He's not doing that.
- No, but look over here
by the overpass.
If we miss him there,
then he can slip
into neighboring counties
and get even further.
- Yeah, and if he's
already cleared the bridge,
then he could also be moving
southwest towards Milford,
and we haven't even secured
Route 43.
- He's not trying to escape.
He's in Dorchester.
He could still be
on Sonya Barzel's property.
He might have Eli
somewhere in the woods--
maybe near the gravesite.
He's got some kind of plan.
It's like a story.
He's...making a point.
- So what do you think
that point is?
- Eh.
- It would help--
for the psychological profile.
- He wants to torture me...
Bring me to the edge...
where he is.
- Captain Brian Morris
was murdered this morning
at the Twin Oaks Golf Course.
We've put out an Amber Alert
for the person of interest
and started a statewide search
with the assistance
of state and local police.
As this is
an ongoing investigation,
we're unable to release
any more information
at this time, but we will
keep the public updated
as the case progresses.
Thank you all for coming.
- Hello?
- You're getting low
on milk, Harry.
Might wanna pick some up.
- Where's Eli?
- If you wanna see him,
come alone.
Ah!
- Get inside.
- Jamie--
- Now.
Put him in that chair
facing the wall.
- Don't do this.
It's about us not him.
- We need Eli right now.
Put him in the chair.
- We're gonna do what he says.
Come on.
- The headphones
right there on the bookcase--
put them on him.
- Please, let's go outside--
- Don't talk.
Do it now.
- It's just for
a little while.
- Sit over there by the stairs.
Let's go!
Sit.
I made that one just for you--
for tonight.
Pick it up.
Pick it up.
There are
only four answers there.
Three of them say Eli lives.
One says Eli dies.
We play just once.
One in four chance.
Fair enough,
don't you think?
- I'm not playing
this game with you.
- Pick a number.
- He's a kid.
He has nothing to do with this.
- You brought this on him.
I never wanted to hurt him.
- Let's you and I
sort this out...
without him, without guns.
- You're the one
who brought the gun, Harry.
- Okay.
Just put the gun down
because I know--
I know
what you're going through,
and it's my fault.
I understand how you feel.
- Fuck you.
If you understood me,
you wouldn't have recorded me
for your fucking case.
Do you know
what the problem is with you?
Look at me, Harry.
You're a coward.
All you want is to leave this
shitty little life behind--
to break free,
but you don't have the guts
to do it on your own,
so you find people like me
to bring you there--
to trust you.
And there you are
saying all the right things.
"Oh, I'm right here
with you, Jamie.
"Tell me about Nick.
I understand.
I understand."
But when the time comes
to jump,
you're down your escape hatch
back to your little life,
and I am on the fucking edge!
Out here because of you!
- So what do you want?
- I want you to play the game.
I want you to look death
right in the face,
right where I am--
no escape route.
- Jamie...
there's no way out of this
that's ever gonna satisfy you.
Wait, wait, wait, please!
Please, please, please.
He's ten years old.
Remember when you
were ten years old?
It was before Nick,
and you were just innocent
like him.
- Shut up.
- You keep on trying
to prove yourself--
going to the edge
over and over.
- Shut up!
You play the game right now,
or he's dead.
- Jamie.
- No more bullshit.
I'm gonna pull this trigger.
- You wouldn't do something
like this to Kai, would you?
- Pick a number right now.
- No, I'm not gonna play
this game.
- Then I'm doing it right now!
- Go ahead!
Do it!
Go ahead!
Kill him!
And then what?
And then
you're gonna have to kill me,
and then you'll be alone!
You'll be alone,
and no one
will ever understand you ever!
Do you hear me?
Ever!
Go ahead!
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
What are you waiting for?
- I--
- What are you wait--
- Fuck you!
Aah!
Run! Down the driveway.
Find a house!
- You awake yet?
Eventually, it all catches up
with you, Harry.
Oh, God.
- You there yet, Harry?
Are you there yet?
- Move away from the gun.
- Go ahead.
Call for backup.
They can arrest me,
and I'll go to jail.
But...
I don't think
you'll be satisfied either.
Will you?
Nick would always say--
it's a quote by someone,
Jung maybe.
"Until you bring
what's unconscious
"into consciousness,
it will control your life...
And you'll call it fate."
The more you deny
what's inside of you,
the stronger
it'll come after you
from inside.
It also comes from
outside--
like the people
who come into your life
just at the right time.
Like Nick.
He was my fate.
And now I'm yours.
It's like the only reason
I'm here anymore is for you--
to force you to admit it.
- Admit what?
- That we're the same.
We are, Harry.
Take it from me,
you can't outrun this.
If it's not me,
it'll be someone else
coming back at you
over and over and o--
- Hey, where'd you go?
- He's here at my house.
We need an ambulance.
Aah!
- I called for an ambulance.
They're on their way.
Harry.
Harry.
Please.
It won't stop.
- I'm gonna have to
lift up your shirt.
Let's see here.
- We gotta get
some pressure on this.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Hold on.
- Oh, my God.
- Keep this tight.
Take this.
- Yeah.
- Put some pressure.
- Stay--stay calm,
all right?
Or you'll make it worse.
- Okay.
- Just keep breathing.
- When is the ambulance
coming?
- They're coming
as fast as they can.
- You didn't have to shoot me.
All you had to do
was call for them.
- I'm sorry.
- Why do you hate me?
You always hated me.
- I don't hate you.
Okay, just breathe.
- I can't--I can't move my leg.
- Just breathe.
It's all right.
- I can't--I can't move.
Why--why can't I move?
- Hey, hey, hey, Jamie,
stay still.
Stay--
Jamie.
- Easy, easy.
- Where are they?
- Breathe.
- Where are they?
- All right, it's okay.
- Hey, everything okay?
- Where are they?
What? I can't hear you.
- No, how long?
- I don't know,
like...minutes?
- Isn't anybody closer?
- What?
- Closer?
- You're brea--Can't hear--
- They're on their way.
- When?
When are they--
- Soon.
But you have to stay calm.
Stay calm,
and you're gonna buy some time.
All right.
I'm gonna take a look.
Hang on.
Is i-it bad?
- We just gotta put
a little more pressure on it.
It just needs
a little more pressure.
It's okay.
Just breathe.
It's okay.
Stay calm.
- They're not gonna make it
here in time, are they?
Oh, God.
- Stay calm.
We'll buy some time.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Harry, Harry!
- Hey, look at me.
That's all you have to do.
Just look at me, okay?
Just look at me.
That's all you need to do.
- I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
- I know.
I know.
- I don't wanna go.
- I know.
I know.
It's okay.
It's okay.
We all have to.
Every one of us,
sooner or later.
You're not alone.
You hear me?
You're not alone.
That's it.
- Okay.
It's okay.
- I'm not--
- It's okay.
- I'm not a bad person.
I'm not a bad person.
- I know.
I know.
Just keep looking at me,
all right?
That's it.
Yeah, that's it.
That's it.
Look at me.
Look at me.
That's it.
Just look at me.
- Harry...
will you--
could you hold my hand?
Will you hold my hand?
- Yes...that's it.
It's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
- Where's Eli?
- He's at the station.
He's shaken, but he's fine.
- And Melanie?
- She's with him.
Don't worry.
They're gonna meet you
at the hospital.
Come on, let's get you
back over here.
Yeah.
- Man, I don't know how,
but you did it again.
- No.
I made a mistake.
I'm gonna have to report to FID
when they get here.
- Ah, I don't--I don't think
you have to worry about that.
Harry, it's over.
I'm gonna go
tie things up inside.
I'll be right back.
- I got about six more weeks
with the cast,
and then, uh, some PT.
- God!
- Well,
it's not too bad though.
I can still work, and--
I noticed, though, the cold
makes it a little sore.
- I pulled out all my winter
clothes last week.
I couldn't hold out any longer.
You look good
despite the beating you had.
I saw Leela Burns
in town yesterday.
- Oh, yeah?
- She's hanging in there.
You know, the store was busy.
She wants to design a logo
for the business.
I said I'd help her out.
- That's good.
I bet she holds up.
- Yeah, I think you're right.
I keep thinking about him.
- I know.
- Can I ask you something
about that last night
with Jamie?
You don't have to.
I'm sorry.
- No, it's okay.
- What was he like...
at the end?
- Scared.
He...
He was...
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- Here we go
round the prickly pear,
prickly pear, prickly pear.
Here we go round
the prickly pear,
prickly pear, prickly pear.
5:00 in the morning.
- Ambrose.
I can hold forensics off.
If you want a bit more time,
just say the word.
- Nah, send them through.
- I'm sorry.
- Barnhill.
When was the last time
we had a location on Burns?
- Uh, last night he was sitting
at the Haven Residence Inn.
Haven't had him since.
- Let's put out
a BOLO right now.
State troopers,
county enforcement--
let's get 'em informed
and then mobilize 'em.
- Hey, I'm not doubting
it's Jamie Burns.
I just don't understand.
Why the captain?
- I don't know.
He's planning something.
- Staties are on the line now.
They wanna coordinate
traffic stops.
- You're in charge now.
It's what the captain wanted.
- Is that BOLO out?
- Yeah.
- Okay, then start interviewing
potential eyewitnesses
at the clubhouse
and Route Nine, okay?
All right.
Vic Soto.
- We need to cover anywhere
that Burns has been:
this house, Haven Inn,
train station, wherever.
- Yes, sir.
- Thanks.
- Lieutenant Ambrose,
just found this
in the captain's jacket.
Thought you should see it.
- Yeah.
- That was so good.
- Catch.
So--hey, Eli!
See you next week.
- Yeah.
- How does he
usually get home?
- He walks home with one of our
neighbors down the street.
The studio thinks they left
together, but they're not sure.
- Where is the studio?
- In Clinton Hill--about
a 20-minute walk from home.
- Okay, so he might still be
with his friend then.
- Maybe, but he should have
texted me back by now.
He knows to do that.
Dad, what's going on?
- Look, there might be somebody
who's trying
to hurt you and him.
- What?
What do you mean?
- I can't talk
about it right now,
I just--Okay, stay there
and don't go home, all right?
'Cause your apartment
isn't secure.
Somebody's coming in.
Look, I'll have
to call you back.
- Wait--
- It's gonna be okay.
Stay where you are.
- The warrant rush
came through.
His phone is turned off,
but the last ping
was Clinton Hill, Brooklyn.
What, what?
What's going on?
- That's where Eli is.
I was just talking to Mel.
She hasn't heard from him.
- Okay, well,
we don't know anything yet.
He could be fine.
W-where are you going?
- I'm going where
that phone was.
Call me
with any tracking updates.
- Okay, I'll get
Detective Jones
at NYPD on board too.
- Hi.
- Hey, uh, look,
I hate to call you like this
and ask you to do something,
but you gotta leave your house
right now.
- What?
- It's Jamie Burns.
There's been another murder.
- Who?
- He was from the precinct.
Look, you gotta get out, okay?
'Cause right now
you're a potential target.
- Wait--wait,
you mean like last time
when he went into the city?
- No, no.
This is--he's trying
to get to me.
He's targeting people...
people that he knows
are important to me.
- Where are you?
Are you--are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.
- Oh, okay, I--I'll leave.
- Let me know where
and when you're settled.
- O-okay, thank you.
- Don't worry.
- You're gonna be here
until when?
- Detective Jones
already ordered
round the clock surveillance,
so, uh, if it's not me,
it's gonna be someone else
rotating through.
- Okay, let me know
when you swap out.
- Yes, sir.
I have to get back
to Dorchester.
The officer is gonna be
staying with you.
- I heard.
- We'll find Eli.
- Why is that man doing this?
- He's baiting me.
- Why?
What did you do to him?
- Uh, it's hard to say.
- Dad, you gotta start
talking to me now,
or I'm gonna go crazy.
- I'm gonna do
everything I can.
Nobody's gonna get hurt.
We'll find him.
- You left the back door open.
Harry must have warned you.
- He did.
- But you decided
to stay anyway.
How's the portrait coming?
- I-I don't know
if I can do it.
- Why?
- Everything feels
trivial, fake.
You've led me
into a bit of a crisis.
Actually, I've been doubting
my work, how I paint,
all of it.
- Maybe that's a good thing.
Maybe you're on the brink
of something new.
- And you?
You have been through
a lot recently.
- You know I came here
to kill you.
- I thought
that might be the case.
- But you decided
to take your chances.
- I don't think
you really wanna do it.
- Why not?
- Because...I've seen you.
I see the struggle in you.
- I've killed three people...
And every time, I keep waiting
for someone or something,
some voice...
God maybe...to come in
and stop me,
but nothing ever does.
And I realize that expectation
is just my conscience.
There's no one
actually watching.
There's no meaning.
There's just the before
and the after.
It all just is.
And once you realize that,
everything becomes so clear.
It's like staring
straight into eternity.
- That's an awfully
lonely place to be.
- We're all in that place
from the day we're born.
Everyone's just too scared
to admit it.
- That's such a hard way
to live a life, isn't it?
- It's honest.
- But what about other people?
You still need them, don't you?
You can't just shut them away.
You don't want that.
Jamie, you could have
hurt me by now,
but you haven't.
You waited because
you wanted to talk.
That's something.
You can stop.
You just--you choose.
You choose to return
to the world.
- Return to who, hmm?
To a family
that doesn't want me anymore?
To Harry Ambrose
the fucking hypocrite?
- Maybe we're all hypocrites.
Maybe that's the only way
through a life.
- You shouldn't have
stayed here.
You should've left.
- Jamie.
I--they're on their way.
I signaled them minutes ago.
- Well...
Now we're finally being
honest.
- No, please don't do this.
No!
Oh, no!
No, no, no, no!
No, no!
No--ugh!
No, no!
- Police!
- How you doing?
You okay?
- Out the back!
- I'm on it!
- Got eyes on him?
- You holding up all right?
I need to ask you,
and I'm sorry to do this now,
but we don't have much time.
Did he mention anything
about my grandson, Eli?
- No.
- Anything about
what he was gonna do
or where he was gonna go?
- I'm sorry.
- Why didn't you leave
your house when I told you to?
- I--I knew it was
dangerous...
But I--I just
couldn't stop myself.
- You wanted to see him again.
- I thought that maybe
I...I could reach him.
It was like a-a test.
I wanted it.
I wanted to survive it.
Harry, when you find him,
please don't face him
yourself.
Send someone else.
He's rattling around
in your head,
and you'll make a mistake
like I did.
He's a drowning man.
He'll pull you under.
- Okay.
He's not heading north.
- Yeah, but we don't know
that for sure.
- He's not doing that.
- No, but look over here
by the overpass.
If we miss him there,
then he can slip
into neighboring counties
and get even further.
- Yeah, and if he's
already cleared the bridge,
then he could also be moving
southwest towards Milford,
and we haven't even secured
Route 43.
- He's not trying to escape.
He's in Dorchester.
He could still be
on Sonya Barzel's property.
He might have Eli
somewhere in the woods--
maybe near the gravesite.
He's got some kind of plan.
It's like a story.
He's...making a point.
- So what do you think
that point is?
- Eh.
- It would help--
for the psychological profile.
- He wants to torture me...
Bring me to the edge...
where he is.
- Captain Brian Morris
was murdered this morning
at the Twin Oaks Golf Course.
We've put out an Amber Alert
for the person of interest
and started a statewide search
with the assistance
of state and local police.
As this is
an ongoing investigation,
we're unable to release
any more information
at this time, but we will
keep the public updated
as the case progresses.
Thank you all for coming.
- Hello?
- You're getting low
on milk, Harry.
Might wanna pick some up.
- Where's Eli?
- If you wanna see him,
come alone.
Ah!
- Get inside.
- Jamie--
- Now.
Put him in that chair
facing the wall.
- Don't do this.
It's about us not him.
- We need Eli right now.
Put him in the chair.
- We're gonna do what he says.
Come on.
- The headphones
right there on the bookcase--
put them on him.
- Please, let's go outside--
- Don't talk.
Do it now.
- It's just for
a little while.
- Sit over there by the stairs.
Let's go!
Sit.
I made that one just for you--
for tonight.
Pick it up.
Pick it up.
There are
only four answers there.
Three of them say Eli lives.
One says Eli dies.
We play just once.
One in four chance.
Fair enough,
don't you think?
- I'm not playing
this game with you.
- Pick a number.
- He's a kid.
He has nothing to do with this.
- You brought this on him.
I never wanted to hurt him.
- Let's you and I
sort this out...
without him, without guns.
- You're the one
who brought the gun, Harry.
- Okay.
Just put the gun down
because I know--
I know
what you're going through,
and it's my fault.
I understand how you feel.
- Fuck you.
If you understood me,
you wouldn't have recorded me
for your fucking case.
Do you know
what the problem is with you?
Look at me, Harry.
You're a coward.
All you want is to leave this
shitty little life behind--
to break free,
but you don't have the guts
to do it on your own,
so you find people like me
to bring you there--
to trust you.
And there you are
saying all the right things.
"Oh, I'm right here
with you, Jamie.
"Tell me about Nick.
I understand.
I understand."
But when the time comes
to jump,
you're down your escape hatch
back to your little life,
and I am on the fucking edge!
Out here because of you!
- So what do you want?
- I want you to play the game.
I want you to look death
right in the face,
right where I am--
no escape route.
- Jamie...
there's no way out of this
that's ever gonna satisfy you.
Wait, wait, wait, please!
Please, please, please.
He's ten years old.
Remember when you
were ten years old?
It was before Nick,
and you were just innocent
like him.
- Shut up.
- You keep on trying
to prove yourself--
going to the edge
over and over.
- Shut up!
You play the game right now,
or he's dead.
- Jamie.
- No more bullshit.
I'm gonna pull this trigger.
- You wouldn't do something
like this to Kai, would you?
- Pick a number right now.
- No, I'm not gonna play
this game.
- Then I'm doing it right now!
- Go ahead!
Do it!
Go ahead!
Kill him!
And then what?
And then
you're gonna have to kill me,
and then you'll be alone!
You'll be alone,
and no one
will ever understand you ever!
Do you hear me?
Ever!
Go ahead!
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
What are you waiting for?
- I--
- What are you wait--
- Fuck you!
Aah!
Run! Down the driveway.
Find a house!
- You awake yet?
Eventually, it all catches up
with you, Harry.
Oh, God.
- You there yet, Harry?
Are you there yet?
- Move away from the gun.
- Go ahead.
Call for backup.
They can arrest me,
and I'll go to jail.
But...
I don't think
you'll be satisfied either.
Will you?
Nick would always say--
it's a quote by someone,
Jung maybe.
"Until you bring
what's unconscious
"into consciousness,
it will control your life...
And you'll call it fate."
The more you deny
what's inside of you,
the stronger
it'll come after you
from inside.
It also comes from
outside--
like the people
who come into your life
just at the right time.
Like Nick.
He was my fate.
And now I'm yours.
It's like the only reason
I'm here anymore is for you--
to force you to admit it.
- Admit what?
- That we're the same.
We are, Harry.
Take it from me,
you can't outrun this.
If it's not me,
it'll be someone else
coming back at you
over and over and o--
- Hey, where'd you go?
- He's here at my house.
We need an ambulance.
Aah!
- I called for an ambulance.
They're on their way.
Harry.
Harry.
Please.
It won't stop.
- I'm gonna have to
lift up your shirt.
Let's see here.
- We gotta get
some pressure on this.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- Hold on.
- Oh, my God.
- Keep this tight.
Take this.
- Yeah.
- Put some pressure.
- Stay--stay calm,
all right?
Or you'll make it worse.
- Okay.
- Just keep breathing.
- When is the ambulance
coming?
- They're coming
as fast as they can.
- You didn't have to shoot me.
All you had to do
was call for them.
- I'm sorry.
- Why do you hate me?
You always hated me.
- I don't hate you.
Okay, just breathe.
- I can't--I can't move my leg.
- Just breathe.
It's all right.
- I can't--I can't move.
Why--why can't I move?
- Hey, hey, hey, Jamie,
stay still.
Stay--
Jamie.
- Easy, easy.
- Where are they?
- Breathe.
- Where are they?
- All right, it's okay.
- Hey, everything okay?
- Where are they?
What? I can't hear you.
- No, how long?
- I don't know,
like...minutes?
- Isn't anybody closer?
- What?
- Closer?
- You're brea--Can't hear--
- They're on their way.
- When?
When are they--
- Soon.
But you have to stay calm.
Stay calm,
and you're gonna buy some time.
All right.
I'm gonna take a look.
Hang on.
Is i-it bad?
- We just gotta put
a little more pressure on it.
It just needs
a little more pressure.
It's okay.
Just breathe.
It's okay.
Stay calm.
- They're not gonna make it
here in time, are they?
Oh, God.
- Stay calm.
We'll buy some time.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Harry, Harry!
- Hey, look at me.
That's all you have to do.
Just look at me, okay?
Just look at me.
That's all you need to do.
- I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
- I know.
I know.
- I don't wanna go.
- I know.
I know.
It's okay.
It's okay.
We all have to.
Every one of us,
sooner or later.
You're not alone.
You hear me?
You're not alone.
That's it.
- Okay.
It's okay.
- I'm not--
- It's okay.
- I'm not a bad person.
I'm not a bad person.
- I know.
I know.
Just keep looking at me,
all right?
That's it.
Yeah, that's it.
That's it.
Look at me.
Look at me.
That's it.
Just look at me.
- Harry...
will you--
could you hold my hand?
Will you hold my hand?
- Yes...that's it.
It's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
- Where's Eli?
- He's at the station.
He's shaken, but he's fine.
- And Melanie?
- She's with him.
Don't worry.
They're gonna meet you
at the hospital.
Come on, let's get you
back over here.
Yeah.
- Man, I don't know how,
but you did it again.
- No.
I made a mistake.
I'm gonna have to report to FID
when they get here.
- Ah, I don't--I don't think
you have to worry about that.
Harry, it's over.
I'm gonna go
tie things up inside.
I'll be right back.
- I got about six more weeks
with the cast,
and then, uh, some PT.
- God!
- Well,
it's not too bad though.
I can still work, and--
I noticed, though, the cold
makes it a little sore.
- I pulled out all my winter
clothes last week.
I couldn't hold out any longer.
You look good
despite the beating you had.
I saw Leela Burns
in town yesterday.
- Oh, yeah?
- She's hanging in there.
You know, the store was busy.
She wants to design a logo
for the business.
I said I'd help her out.
- That's good.
I bet she holds up.
- Yeah, I think you're right.
I keep thinking about him.
- I know.
- Can I ask you something
about that last night
with Jamie?
You don't have to.
I'm sorry.
- No, it's okay.
- What was he like...
at the end?
- Scared.
He...
He was...