Awake (2012): Season 1, Episode 11 - Say Hello to My Little Friend - full transcript

I can see it you're upset.

I shouldn't be here.
This is not how it works.

I understand. Let's
just talk this through,

together.

Tell me how this all started.

I was...

There, with Rex,

at this carnival thing.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the annual
cops for kids event!

Rex!



Guys!

Hi.

How's it going, dad?

Pretty good.

Hi, Emma, how are you?

Hello. No costume?

No, I'm all done
with mine, but...

Bird's still in his.

You catch Rex?

How you doing there?
But keep moving along.

Keep moving.

Five dollars for anybody
who shoots the...

Okay, what are we
going on first?

Can we bungee-jump?



Please?

He-he doesn't like heights.

I don't like trusting my life

to a rubber band.

They're different, and it'll be
really, really fun.

Please? Please? Can we, please?

Sure.

I'm sorry.
My fault.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Thanks.

You okay?

Okay, who's going first?

I guess that would be me.

Dad, you sure?

Do you want to go?

All right.

What do I do?

Just step over here
through the gate.

When we're ready,

I'm gonna count backwards
from three,

and then you jump.

Let me just check all restraints.

Dad?

Dad?

Sir, wait!
I still need to...

Dad!

Bad dream?

Yeah.

And that's the last
thing you remember?

Falling?

And what about when you woke up?

At first, I was trying
to figure out what it meant,

if it meant anything,

and then as
the day went on,

I... got so busy,
I didn't think about it any more.

Tell me about your day.

There.

You can see
the heart beat.

Okay, that's yours.

Thanks for coming.

Of course.

You all right?

Yeah. I just wish
my own parents could see this.

When was the last time
you talked to them?

I texted her last night.

She said that she was going
to bring some clothes over.

Well, there you go.

Maybe when she sees this...

I gotta go.

I'll see you guys at dinner?

All right.

Yeah.
Thanks, Mr. Britten.

Michael.

Thanks, Michael.

All right. Bye.

Bye.

So this sicko from yesterday

walks right in here,
not a care in the world,

right past the cameras.

That's Petrowski.

So while we're across town

chasing him
for yesterday's murder,

he shows up
and commits another one.

Guess he wasn't kidding
in his journals.

This guy is now
officially on a spree.

Was it random?

No.

He knew the victim.

I got a couple of co-workers say
they remember Petrowski

from when he worked
on a contract three years ago,

and he got on well

with Mr. Kalmack here.

So yesterday, he commits
a murder at a bus stop

for no apparent reason.

And today, he shows up and stabs
a guy he got along with.

He's out of his mind.

Get used to it.
There's a lot of it around.

He's hearing a voice

telling him to kill people,

and I'm hearing one telling us
to stop this guy.

Quick.

And this suspect,

you still haven't found him yet?

No. Not so far.

What about last night?

Was there anything unusual
about your routine?

No.

I mean, as I lay down,

I remembered
the carnival and the fall,

and I wondered what exactly
would be waiting for me

when I got back there.

When I woke up, I realized

that I-I hadn't gone back
at all.

And that's
never happened before.

No.

No, I always switch.

Hannah, Rex, Hannah, Rex.
It's-it's like clockwork.

So what does this all mean
to you?

What does it mean?

Doctor, it means you need
to figure out a way

to get me back to my son.

Now.

So tell me how this works.

I'm awake with my
wife, and I close my eyes,

I open them,
I'm awake with my son.

And this has been happening
since the accident?

So you begin working on one case

here in reality,
and then suddenly

you begin working another case
there in your dream.

It all feels
completely real to me.

You can't tell whether
you're awake or asleep

at this very moment?

Well, I can assure you,

Detective Britten,
this is not a dream.

That's exactly
what the other shrink said.

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I understand how you feel.

But you should know
that this is also

actually a very positive sign
of progress.

You know,
if you understood how I felt,

you wouldn't use a word
like "progress."

Something is not right.

Something's just...

Something's broke
or something's interrupted.

Let's not look
for a complicated explanation

when there's a simple one
readily available.

The last time that you saw Rex,

how did it end?

You were standing
on this platform

and then suddenly
you're failing and failing

and boom... you wake up.

Doesn't that sound like
the end of a dream to you?

Failing is one of
the most common ways

in which we transition
out of a dream state,

and that transition
comes from your subconscious.

It comes from you.

This is not me telling you
that Rex is a dream.

This is you
trying to tell yourself.

Doesn't make any sense.

Why?
Why would it suddenly stop now?

Well, you got a lot going on,

things that require
not only your attention,

but your emotional investment.

I-I-in addition
to this urgent case,

you and your wife are
having a grandchild.

There is a teenager
living in your house.

Isn't it possible that this life
is starting to feel full

and real in a way that is
finally beginning to help you

let go of your son?

No.

This is... this is temporary.

I can face that there's
something I'm not seeing.

That's all.

You are on the verge
of a breakthrough,

and the biggest mistake
that you can make right now

is to act as if it's a setback.

I will not lose my son.

Detective,

you lost your son
six months ago.

Hi.

What are you doing in my car?

Relax.

Don't tell me "relax".
Show me your hands!

Who are you?!

I don't know.

What does that mean?

It means I don't know.

Wait. I know you.

I know you. I...

I bumped
into you at-at...

That carnival thing.

That was... that was
the last time I saw Rex.

Okay.

Detective Britten?

So glad I caught you.

It was just sitting there
in the chair.

I was getting ready
for my next patient.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Detective?

I'm fine. Thanks.

You don't well Detective.

What is this? How did you...?

Well, either I just leapt
through time and space

or ding, ding, ding!

You're hallucinating.

Why am I seeing you?

I don't know.

Is it to do with Rex?

Why can't I get back to Rex?

I don't know.

Stop saying that.

Is it to do with the case?

The Petrowski case?

Okay.

Okay?

Listen, Detective,

I'm your imagination.

I can only say
what you tell me to say.

I tell Vega,

and I catch
the Petrowski case,

I go to sleep,

bump into you there
with Rex...

Right.

...and, uh, I come back here,
there's a murder,

and now I'm stuck here,
and then...

Are you someone he works with?

Are you a friend?

Why are we
reinterviewing these people?

They barely knew the guy.

None of them have seen him
in three years.

We should be out there

trying to track
Petrowski down.

We been out there
for a day and a half.

We got nothing.

We're missing something,
some detail.

Like what?

A short guy, kinda
strange-looking, a big chin

pale blue eyes.

Might have been
a friend of Petrowski's

or just somebody you saw him
talking to one time here,

or-or outside
the building, maybe.

I don't remember
anybody like that.

Petrowski's your
prototypical loner.

He ate lunch by himself
in his cubicle.

He didn't talk to us

unless he was working
on our computers.

Bruce is the only one
he really talked to,

and you know,
he got stabbed to death for it.

What about other employees...

People who worked here
in the past?

Somebody he might have
crossed paths with?

I've done H.R. here

for the last 15 years.

I don't recall ever having
an employee like that.

Somebody else in the building,
perhaps.

It doesn't ring a bell,
but who is this guy?

He's just someone
we need to talk to.

Big chin? Pale eyes?

Where are you getting this?

I can't say.

You can't say?

What does that even mean?

I have a... source.
I'm not sure if he's reliable.

Now you think I'm unreliable.

That hurts.

Can we go?

Petrowski's lived next to me

for, like, five years

and I've never seen anyone like
that in the building.

There's a short woman
that lives in one of the units.

No, no. Maybe somebody
that delivered something

to the apartment
or did some work there.

I've never seen him with anyone.

In the past month or so,
I'd see him in the hallway.

He'd complain
about these headaches,

but that was the most
I'd ever spoken to him.

I mean you could tell
he wasn't well,

but to go off
like this...

Do people really do that?

All the time.

- Right, Detective?
- I'm sorry. I've got

an appointment. Can I go?

Yes.

You'll call me
if you remember anything?

Of course.

I know what this is.

It's the "little guy" thing
all over again.

The what?
The homeless case.

Where you were
obsessed

looking for
the little guy.

You were looking for me
before?

Why are we looking for someone
no one has ever seen?

Listen,
if you don't like it...

No, if you don't tell me
about the source,

then don't expect me
to follow...

I see a little silhouetto
of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
will you do the fandango?

thunderbolts and lightning,
very, very frightening me

You guys are killing me.
You're killing me.

It's funny.

This-this is a sacred song
from my childhood.

You're destroying
the sacred song.

- We're making you crazy.
- You're killing me.

All right, Rex, again.

Okay.
No, no.

Galileo, Galileo...
Galileo, Galileo...

Michael?

You all right?

Come on.

Let's get you to the paramedics.

- No.
- No, let me get the medics.

I'm fine!
I've a... I've a bug

or something.
I'm gonna go home.

- Mike, are you sure?
- Here, take me home.

I'll... I'll work from there.

How did it go today?

It was good.

I mean, she cried,

I cried.

Just... you can tell
she wants me back.

I mean, it's obviously
just dad right now.

Have you talked to him?

No. He won't even answer
my calls.

I've never seen
him this bad.

Michael, I wonder

if it's time for you
to reach out to him again,

father-to-father, you know?

You can be so persuasive
when you try.

Right, yeah.

I mean, I'd be happy

to talk to him.
I'll try.

I don't know, Emma.

What is it?

I don't, uh...

I will speak to him,

of course.

You all right?

Yeah. No, you know,
I'm not feeling very well.

I think I'm gonna go lay down,

- all right?
- Okay.

You don't feel warm.

Was it something you ate?

No, it's my head.

I'll be fine in the morning.

Morning.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

Why can't I get back to...?

Yeah?

I just got a tip
on Petrowski.

Apparently, he crashed with some
guy he knew from the Internet.

He bolted this morning.

A tipster called it in
as soon as he realized

that we were looking for him.

What does his friend look like?

I don't...

I'm not doing this again, Mike.

All right. Text me the address.
I'll meet you there.

Is this gonna be you?

I hope so.

You're not that fun
to hang out with.

The feeling's mutual.

I still can't belive.
I mean, murder?

He slept right there.
That's, like, crazy.

So, how do you know
Mr. Petrowski?

I found him online.

I needed a programmer
for my web site.

I do real estate.

He was really fast
and really cheap,

and we got
to be friends.

At least online.
Then yesterday he calls me up

and says there's a problem
in his apartment.

Is there a chance that
he could crash here tonight?

And I'm, like...

Bless you.

You have cats?

Two of them.

You know, Roland was
allergic, too.

He couldn't stop
sneezing.

I actually thought maybe
that was the reason

why he just bolted
without saying good-bye.

And then I saw the news.

Did he say anything
about where he was headed?

No, nothing.

Bless you.

Did he... did he mention
anyone else? Anyone specific?

No. Like who?

Like, a short guy?

Or, or anyone,
family, friends? Anyone?

I wish I could help.
I really do. I'm sorry. No.

Bless you.

For before.

We'd like to monitor

your calls if you don't mind.

Yes, please.

What was on this table
last night?

I don't know.

Right here. There's something...

Can you see droplets
around it?

You must have sneezed around it.
It looks like a piece of paper.

It was probably
my foreclosure listings.

I had just gotten
a new batch in.

And then I printed them out,
and I was actually...

A list of vacant houses?

Yeah.

Can you get a copy, please?
Of course.

LAPD! Open up!

Stop, stop, stop! Stop, stop!
Hands up! Hands up now!

Get on the ground!
Hands up!

Turn around slowly!

Keep your hands up!

Get your head up!

Keep still!

In custody.

- Nice move.
- Thanks.

It's Muay Thai.
You should come.

I'm sick. I don't know
what's wrong with me.

I tried to see
a doctor to have them

X-ray my head
or something,

but they just sent me home.

I keep having these thoughts.

You don't know
what it's like to not be able

to control
what's in your own head.

When I saw the guy
at the bus stop,

something just clicked.

Thought all these people,

maybe somebody
would stop me,

but...

Why Mr. Kalmack?

He was always so nice to me.

I don't have many friends.

He would talk to me,

maybe help explain
to me what to do.

But I was talking to him,
I was looking at him,

and I couldn't stop staring at
the letter opener on the desk.

And it was like I just had to...

I didn't even know what was
happening until he was...

Part of it didn't
even feel real.

It felt like I was
like I was dreaming.

And then I woke up,

and he was dead.

And then you ran.

Where did you go to?

I just drove around.

My head was all messed up.

Called Thompson,
but then I thought,

"what if it
happened again?"

What if I something
to him? So, I..

So I just got out of there.

Did you talk to anyone?

No.

Why?

Anyone you knew
from, uh... work?

Maybe a short guy,
dark hair?

- Detective...
- No. What is he talking about?

Mr. Petrowski,
can you give us a minute?

He already confessed!

What the hell
are you doing?

I just want
to make sure

we're not missing
anything.

You're compromising
the case.

You plant the idea
that we're looking for some guy,

whoever this guy is,
the attorney starts spinning,

and all of a sudden
there's doubt.

The whole thing falls apart.

It is over. We got him.
He confessed, all right?!

Go home.

I'll finish
taking the statement.

Hello?

Are you here?

No, no, no...

Please.

Rex!

Rex!

No, there's no reason
for you to be here.

The case is closed.

And yet here we are.

Why am I still here?

Why won't you let me
get back to my son?

I told you.

I know what you know.

You thought it was
about the case, so...

I thought it was
about the case.

What is it about?

Well, maybe it's not
about anything.

Maybe Dr. Lee
was just right.

- Maybe this is all there is.
- No.

No.

- I think so.
- I won't have that.

- There's something...
- Michael?

Who are you talking to?

No one. I,

I'm talking to myself.

Just working
something out.

Y-you feeling all right?

Yeah, yeah, it's that,
uh, you know,

I had a tough couple of days.
Tough cases.

It's complicated sometimes.

Okay.

You know you're meeting
Emma's father today.

- No, I can't.
- Michael, please.

- Listen, I can't. I...
- Michael...

I feel like the longer
that this goes unresolved,

the worse it gets
for everybody.

Just talk to him.

I feel like you
could really reach him.

Yeah. Sure.

Would you just leave me alone
for a few minutes?

How could I leave you alone
if I'm you?

Just stay here.

As much as you and
your wife have seen fit

to insert yourselves
into my family's business,

this is between Emma,
her mother, and myself.

Look, I have no desire
to stick my nose in

where it doesn't belong.

But you have to understand,
she's living at my house.

So, I'm forced...

So...

I thought if we... you and I...
could talk face to face...

My daughter has no idea

what she's getting herself into.

She's come to believe
that raising a baby

will be no more
than a hiccup.

Now, her mother and I
are trying to impress

Michael, come here.

Upon her exactly how isolating

and difficult
this whole...

Michael, I think
you need to see this.

- Come over here.
- Are you listening to me?!

- Over there... look!
- Absolutely.

- You...
- You asked to see me.

I-I-I-I'm not feeling,

Michael, look at this!
You've got to see this.

Why don't you say
what you have to say, hmm?

- Michael! Come out here right now!
- Otherwise, let my wife and I...

Handle things.

Excuse me?!

No, I,

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to, uh...

Michael,
come here.

Michael,
I see me.

Through the window... that's me!

I see me!

Look!
Outside the window!

That's me!

What are you doing!?

Get off the road!

Stop!

I told you to look!

I told you,
and you wouldn't listen!

I see a little silhouetto
of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
will you do the fandango?

thunderbolt and lightning,
very, very frightening

You guys are killing me.

- You're destroying a sacred song.
- We're making you crazy.

- You're killing me!
- All right, Rex again!

No, no!

Okay.

Galileo, Galileo...
Galileo, Galileo...

Are you okay?!

Are you all right?

I saw someone I...

I need to talk to.

But what were
you thinking?

You almost
got yourself killed.

Where you going?

I'm pursuing a lead.

You can't go! You
can't leave the accident!

You can't leave
the scene of an accident!

Little heavier
on the eyebrows.

Like this?

Yeah.

Can you stretch it out?

Make it longer?

Stop!

Stop. Stop.

That's him.

That's not bad.

You said he was short?

Like 5'5 ", 5'6".

- Listen, can you...
- Michael, what's going on?

We just got reports
of an accident

- and you were on the scene?
- Not now, not now.

Harper wants
to talk to you.

Not now, Vega!

Can we look for a match?

I know who this is.

What? He's in the system?

This is Ed Hawkins
over at the West bureau.

He's a cop?

He's partnered
up with Isaiah Freeman.

Bird?

Is that your old partner?

Michael, wait. What am I
supposed to tell Harper?

So, they ship me off
to Western.

We barely talk
for a couple of months,

and then you need to meet me

in ten minutes?

I know, I'm sorry.
I just, uh...

What do you make
of your new partner?

Ed? Well, he seems
like good people, you know?

He's sharp on the scene, has
your back in the office, why?

I don't know...
I keep...

I mean, I...
I got something going on.

And, uh...

I can't figure out...

Bird, we got to go!

Ed, hey.

This Ed Hawkins.

Michael. Michael Britten.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Bird talks about you
all the time,

mostly as a not so subtle way
of pointing out

I'm slower than
his old partner.

Did I see you this morning
on Beverly?

Beverly?

Yeah, yeah, maybe.

My doc's right there.

Anyway, good to see you.

Wait. H-h-hang on.

Let me ask you
something.

I know this is going
to sound weird, but...

Do we know each other?

Somewhere, I mean,
I feel like...

Were you working?

Something... w-we...

Met somewhere?

You don't remember?

What?

Your accident, Michael.

I was one of the first
on the scene.

I tried to help.

Yeah...

I don't remember much.

Yeah, of course.

I can imagine.

I... sorry about your son.

Give us a second.

Mike, you all right?

Yeah.

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

caught in a landslide

no escape from reality

open your eyes

look up to the skies...

I see a little silhouetto
of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
will you do the fandango?

thunderbolt and lightning

very, very frightening
You're killing me.

You're killing me.

This-this is a sacred song

from my childhood.

You're destroying
a sacred song.

You're killing me.

Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo...

All right.

- If you want us to stop, just say...
- That'll shut you up.

Mom, they train him
to drive like this.

I know! Absolutely.

Just watch the curves, okay?

Michael, what's going on?

I talked to Emma.
She was crying.

She said that you said something
or did something to her father.

Something about running out
into traffic?

What are you doing on the floor?

He's gone.

He's really gone.

He's gone.

Michael.

Everything's my fault.

I did it.

It's not your fault.

I took our...

...our boy...

My little baby boy...

...and I killed him.

Look at me.

Look at me.

That was an accident.

No, no, no.

No.

I don't...
I don't blame you.

Well, you should.
You told me to slow down.

Stop it.

It... it...

It's not okay.

You were trying so hard
to stay strong for me.

You don't have
to pretend any more.

You don't have
to do that.

We're in this together.

It's just us.

Morning.

Michael, you have to understand
that I've always worried,

that you were
throwing yourself

back into the job
before you were ready.

And I-I let you do that
because you seemed to need it,

and that was
my mistake.

But from where we sit now,
with you chasing imaginary leads

and the department
looking at lawsuits

and thousands of dollars
in property dam...

Not to mention,
how do I explain

that one of my officers
ran through traffic

and then ran away from the scene
of the resulting accidents?

I'm sorry.

I... I thought I was
through the worst of it.

I'm sorry.

They're going to hand down
a suspension,

pending a full investigation
into your actions.

I think you need
to take this time

to do what you weren't ready
or able to do before.

Just let yourself process.

Let yourself grieve.

And then,

we'll see where we are.

I killed my son, Captain.

You can keep them.

I'm sorry.

I'm s...

I'm so sorry.

What are you doing here?

What do you want
from me?

I don't know.

Look, I get it, okay?

I remember.

I-I...

I give up.

Can't you just go?
Can't you just...

Can't you just leave me alone?

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

And I... I apologize for
my behavior the other day.

The truth is that...

I don't know if it's Emma
and the baby or... what.

And I'm-I'm having
a lot more difficulty

dealing with Rex's death
than I thought.

And...

I know I'm in no position
to tell you what to do.

I just wanted to tell you
that losing a child is...

...is the worst thing
that has ever happened to me.

And-and to watch you

voluntarily cut yourself
off from her...

I would give anything...

Anything for one more day...

One more hour...

...one more...

One more second with my boy.

You know?

And, uh, and...

You can hate her or her decision
or the baby or us,

but none of it matters.

You just hold her tight...

And you don't let her go.

Because she...

You never know.

That was a good
joke on you, dad.

It's my dad.

Dad?

Thank you.

We don't know
what he's saying yet.

Yeah, well, they're talking.
It's a start.

Still kind of hard
to believe,

No, it's just starting
to sink in.

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

caught in a landslide

no escape from reality

open your eyes

look up to the skies

I see a little silhouetto
of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche,
will you do the fandango?

thunderbolt and lightning...

You guys are killing me.

You're killing me.

This-this is a sacred song
from my childhood.

You're destroying it.

All right.

- If you want us to stop, just say...
- That'll shut you up.

Mom, they trained him
to drive like this.

I know. Absolutely.

Just watch the curves, okay?

Let's do it again.

From the top?
Yeah.

Have a heart.

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

caught in a landslide

no escape from reality

Dad?

Dad?

Rex. Thank God!

My boy.

I thought I'd never
see you again.

You okay?

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

You okay, Mr. Britten?

Yeah.

Dr. Evans?

Detective Britten?

Can I see you?

Now?

If possible.

What's going on?

I need to talk something through
with someone, and...

You're the only one
I can trust now.

What is it?

I was stuck, with Hannah.

And I thought it was because
I had to... I don't know...

Accept or understand.

But it wasn't that at all.

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

There was no accident.

That's what I had to understand.

They were trying to kill me.

Who?

Detective Britten,
who was trying to kill you?

Another cop.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

I'm sure.

I'll meet you in half an hour.