Awake (2012): Season 1, Episode 4 - Kate Is Enough - full transcript

(Grunts)

Hey, come on, guys!

Come on!

Hey!

Hey, hey,
get off him! (Grunts)

(Crowd gasps)

Cole:
What's wrong with you?

I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean it.

What the hell's going on?

He used one of my rackets

without asking
and he broke it.



So you tackle him?

I already said
I'd pay for it.

You use my racket
all the time.

What's the big deal?

Whoa, where do you think
you're going?

Principal's office. Isn't that
where you were going to send me?

(School bell rings)

I said I'd apologize.

What else do you
want from me?

I'd like to know what the hell
happened out there.

Rex:
He broke my racket.

That's an excuse.
That's not an explanation.

Look, this isn't like you.

How do you know?



And if you think you're going
to suspend me from the team,

don't bother.
I quit.

No one wants to see you quit.

- Rex.
- What?

Come on.

Can we just go?

(School bell rings)

Evans:
Now you understand

that anger is a typical response

for a child
who's experienced something

as tragic and unjust
as losing a parent.

Well, he's acting out
in other ways.

He's missing school.
He's dropping grades.

How are you handling that?

Not well.

I mean, I try and help and...

He won't let me in.

And, uh...

(Sighs)

I feel...

What?

...helpless.

Evans: Has it occurred to
you that part of why you're

finding it difficult to help
your son is because

you haven't truly accepted
what he's experiencing.

Of course I have.

Do you believe your wife
is dead, detective Britten?

Evans:
I wonder if this isn't why

you're having such difficulty
connecting with Rex.

Now how can you expect to help
your son through his loss

when you're in denial
over that same loss?

Britten: Why's the media
so interested in this?

Well, yacht belongs
to a couple of guys

who own some
tech firm up North.

One of them is engaged
to a famous lingerie model.

She and her model friends
were on board

when the victim drowned.

Paparazzi hear someone died
next to a celebrity,

this is what you get.

Vega: She friends with
whoever was famous?

Bryce:
No, her names Annie Yang.

She worked for one of the guys

who owned the boat.

They were a couple Miles
offshore partying,

doing 17 knots when she
jumped from a stateroom.

Couple crew went in
after her but, uh,

she was dead by the time
they hauled her in.

Anyone see her go over?

No, all anyone saw was
when she actually hit the water.

How many are we talking about,

and why are they
getting off the boat?

Almost a hundred,
but we're holding them all

at the end of the dock for you.

A hundred witnesses
who didn't witness

what may or may not be
an actual crime.

This is shaping up
to be a great night.

Lee:
So tell me how this works.

Britten: 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?

Lee: So you begin working on one case

here in reality,
and then suddenly

you begin working another case
there in your dream.

Britten: It all feels
completely real to me.

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

at this very moment?

Evans:
Well, I can assure you,

detective Britten,
this is not a dream.

That's exactly
what the other shrink said.

AWAKE
S01 Ep04 - Kate Is Enough

All right guys,
give me some space, please.

Thank you.

Oh.

Wow.

Ugh. Looks like she had trouble
keeping everything down.

Guess this is where
she went over.

Yeah, they said the gate was
opened when they came up.

Vega:
What?

The handle's clean.

Okay.

She opens the gate,
but she doesn't

leave any kind of print?
Not even a smudge?

Well, maybe she bumped into it.

Maybe she... she didn't mean
to commit suicide after all.

She was was wasted.

You know, hit it.
Went in.

Yeah, or maybe somebody
opened it for her,

and wiped it down afterwards.

Isn't that a reach?

Detectives, we got the guys
who own the boat.

We've taken their statements,

but if you have a few minutes to
sit, they'd like to talk to you.

Bryce: Gentleman, detectives
Britten and Vega.

I'm Cameron Fuller.

Darin, Darin Knox.

Uh, Ms. Yang
worked for you, right?

Not me.

Annie was my assistant.

We were also
sleeping together.

Except he neglected to
mention that to the officer

who interviewed him, so I told
him, he better tell you.

Why didn't you mention it?

I was ashamed, okay?

You're the one that's engaged
to this celebrity?

Yeah, that's correct.

Britten:
So, what happened?

I told Annie this morning
that...

That we need to end things.

And, uh, she seemed okay.

But tonight

after she'd been drinking,

it was pretty obvious
that she wasn't.

What was she doing?

Embarrassing herself.

She was all over camera.

I told him to take her to a
stateroom and put her to bed,

where she made it worse.

And was that difficult?

Did she resist?

No.

The opposite, actually.

She thought I wanted
to sleep with her.

Uh-huh.

I told her
that I couldn't

and we argued for a bit,
but she was so drunk.

When I left, she was asleep.

So, I thought she'd be fine.

And where were you
when she went overboard?

I was on the deck
with Monique.

That's...?

My fiancée.

And about
20 other people.

And I was talking
to some investors when...

I wanted to jump in after her.

I did, but the crew... they asked
us to let them handle it.

Yeah.

She said she couldn't live
without me.

And I just thought she was
being dramatic, you know?

I never imagined...

I shouldn't have left her alone.

Look, this is a...

Terrible situation

and obviously something
we'd prefer to keep quiet.

I know you guys
have a job to do,

but if there's
any way you can,

(sighs) limit who you tell.

We're a growing company,

but we're a young company,
and, uh,

bad publicity is something
we just can't afford.

Well, we will be
as, uh, discreet

as we can be.

But thank you
for coming forward.

I want to see
the toxicology report.

Mr. Britten!

(Woman chuckles)

- Kate?
- Yes!

(Chuckles)
Hi. Hey.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I was here for the party

until, you know.

You work for the company?

No, no. I live
in New York now.

I'm an investment banker.

We, uh, funded these guys.

- Mm-hmm.
- Wow.

I know. Long way from being
(Chuckles) Rex's babysitter, right?

I'm so sorry.

I... I was out of the country
when it happened.

I meant to call. I just felt... sure.

We hadn't seen each other
in so long, I felt weird.

It's okay.

Look, I don't suppose
you know how long

they're going to keep us.

I mean, I'd be happy to
help if I saw anything,

but I wasn't even outside.

I was coming out
of the bathroom when I heard.

What happened there?

Oh, that's actually
how I heard.

Darin, one of the guys who
owns the company... yeah.

He was totally freaked.

He was running down the hallway,

yelling that someone had jumped

and slammed into me
and spilled his wine.

I've had a long day.
I'd just love to go back to my hotel.

Sure. Well,

let me, uh, let me
ask a couple of questions,

see what the situation is,

and I promise I'll try and get you
out of here as soon as I can, okay?

- (Laughs): All right, thank you.
- All right. (Laughs)

Bye.

Um, aren't you
gonna introduce me?

- Absolutely not. Don't even turn around.
- But she looks...

- She's a babysitter...
- Don't even turn your head.

Bird:
Name's Charlie Simmons.

He had quite a reputation

as a professional partier...
Drugs, girls, full-time fun.

Depends on your idea
of fun, I suppose.

Can you give us
a minute, please.

Neighbor said
he heard something

that sounded like
a gunshot, but figured

it was just another one
of Charlie's parties,

so he didn't call it in.

Housekeeper came in
this morning

and found him as such.

Look like he's been
pretty much executed.

- Hey, check out the fingers.
- Ooh.

He's not gonna be playing
the ukulele in heaven.

Bird: Charlie definitely
had a rough night.

Come on. Let me
show you why.

Bird:
So they tied him up,

go after a couple of fingers,

get the combination,
take whatever's in there out,

and decide they
don't need a witness.

- We have any idea what was in there?
- Nope.

S.I.D.'s gonna get back to us.

Well, it's behind a panel.
Maybe they knew it was here.

So let's start
figuring out

which of Charlie's friends
was close enough

- to know he had a safe.
- Ooh.

That's gonna take a while.
Charlie had a lot of friends.

Hey, look at this.
See the handle on the safe?

- It's all marked up.
- Yeah.

I'm saying, before they got
the combination from Charlie,

this idiot thought they
could hammer their way in.

We're not looking for a genius.

I can narrow it
down even more.

Alarm company says
that Charlie

set the alarm that night,
but it was shut off

20 minutes before the murder

by someone who entered
a guest code.

So Charlie knew his killer?

- Likely.
- All right.

Let's find out how many
people had guest codes.

I know of one so far.

It was a shame.

I mean, he could be
such a nice man...

When he was himself.

And when he
wasn't himself?

Well, it was the drugs.

They made him angry.

Did he ever take
that out on you?

No. Actually, the parties
worked out okay for me.

Mr. Simmons would feel

so guilty about the state
the house was in,

he paid me extra
when I came to clean.

Where were you
Saturday night?

Playing bingo.

Till what time?

Like, around midnight.
I was with my niece.

She won $200.

Nice.

We'll gonna need
to speak to her.

Okay. Of course.

This is the, uh, code
you use for the alarm

to get into the house

when you're cleaning it
for Mr. Simmons?

Yes.

Do you know who else
had access to it?

His stepbrother, Mark.

Now he would stay

sometimes and watch the house
when Charlie was out of town,

but, um,

well, they haven't talked
in a long time,

so I don't know if he
still had the code or not.

Why not?
Why aren't they talking?

Something to do
with Charlie's father dying,

I think.

Anybody else you can think of?

Girlfriends, ex-girlfriends?

Amber.

Amber?

They were not good together.

Where would we find this Amber?

She's some kind of actress.

Lives in Hollywood.

(Dogs barking)

Here it is.

(Knocking)

Amber Blue?

Kate?

Kate?

Uh, what do you want?

We're with the LAPD.

We need to ask you
some questions.

What for?

Kate... it's me.

It's Michael Britten.

You used to babysit
my son Rex.

When did this happened?

We found him yesterday.

It wasn't an OD?

No. He was murdered.

What about you
and Mr. Simmons?

How did you meet?

We met at a party.

Uh, he said he liked my work
in some film.

It was a terrible film,

but I think
he actually meant it.

And, um, we started dating
or something.

Or something?

Guys like Charlie...
They're just sort of looking

for younger girls
to have around.

They take care of you,
buy you nice things.

He let me move in.
(Clears throat)

When was this?

A little under a year.

But he cut me loose
about a month ago.

What happened?

He went to rehab.

He dropped out after a week,
but that was it.

Not that I blame him.

I mean, we were both a mess
by the end.

All we did
was get high together.

And what have you
been doing since?

Well, I've been
looking for work.

I signed
with a new agent,

and he's got some things
lined up.

Where were you
on Saturday night?

Kate?

Kate...

Where were you
on Saturday night?

Uh... in the ER.

I passed out in a club.

The cops didn't know
what to do with me,

so they took me to the hospital.
Let me sleep it off.

(Sighs)

I have the discharge
papers if you want them.

That would be great.

- Sure.
- Okay.

Hold on.

What can you tell me about
Mr. Simmons' stepbrother Mark?

Not much.
He's some, uh... Rocky wannabe.

Always in training or something.

They weren't speaking

when Charlie and I
started hanging out.

Uh, he came over once with
some papers Charlie had to sign.

He didn't like me very much.

Why is that?

He thought I was part
of Charlie's problems.

Kate, what are you using?

Nothing.

Right now.

I know a really
good program

and I know the people there
pretty well.

Why don't you let me help you

get you in there.

Believe it or not, I was doing
just fine 20 minutes ago

when I'd forgotten
you existed.

I don't need your help,
Mr. Britten.

I just need you to leave.

Lee:
Seeing this woman Kate

in reality,
and then dreaming about her

where her life has unraveled,

what comes to mind?

I don't know. Things...

Well, things are, obviously,
they're different.

You've created different
versions of everything

in order to protect yourself
from the discovery

that this is reality.

The fact that this Kate
person shows up

in the world
in which you see Rex

proves that that's a dream.

How?

Would you have dreamt
of running into someone

you haven't seen
for ten years,

and then the very next day

she just happens
to show up in reality?

Isn't it far more reasonable
that you ran into her here

in reality first,
on the boat,

and then your mind carried her
over into your dream?

Evans: You said that Kate was
Charlie's girlfriend, right?

Yeah.

So I'm willing to bet that
there's something in the house,

a-a picture, some mail,
something

that you subconsciously noted
that drew Kate to your mind,

and you called her to life
in your dream.

Lee: That picture isn't real.
You went back

and placed it
in your dream

to try to continue to spin
endlessly on the question

of where Kate appeared
first.

Every time
the answers become clear,

you try to find ways
to cover them up.

Evans: I think what's more
relevant to the question

of which Kate is real,

is why you're seeing her
in one world

and reflecting her
so differently in the other.

I don't know.

It's not like she's...

Well, either of them aren't

particularly central
to either case.

Well, is it possible

that these diverging Kates
have less to do

with the cases you're working
on, and more to do with Rex?

Rex?

Yeah, think about it.

Kate was someone
who used to take care of Rex.

Maybe her appearance
in both worlds

is telling you something
about the difficulty

you're having
connecting with Rex.

Guess who I ran into yesterday.

- Who?
- Kate.

- Babysitter Kate?
- Yeah.

She was, like,
the Rex whisperer.

He loved her.

He did, didn't he?

If Rex had a tantrum
or he was moody,

she would make
this amazing paper airplane.

It could, like, stay in the air
for five minutes.

Rex would stand there

and watch it make
these wide, lazy loops,

and forget anything
that was bothering him.

I'm pretty sure
I put one in his scrapbook.

Where did you run
into Kate?

I took her statement.

She was, she was at a party
where something happened.

I always wondered
what happened to Kate.

I think she did good.

She's some big cheese investment
banker in New York now.

Good for her.

Yeah.

I'd heard she struggled
with loss of her sister.

Her sister died?

Yeah.

I told you that
when it happened.

It was awful.
It was some

freak surfing accident
in Mexico.

Wow. I completely forgot.

Yeah, she went through
a really rough time.

Huh. Something must have
really turned her around.

She's like the Rex whisperer.

She would make
this amazing paper airplane.

It could, like, stay in the air
for five minutes.

I'm pretty sure
i put one in his scrapbook.

What are you doing?

You don't remember this?

These little planes...
You used to make 'em with Kate.

Found it in
the scrapbook.

Kate?

Your babysitter Kate.
You remember her?

Kind of. Not really.

I was, like, five.

I talked to Cole's
parents last night.

They called you?

No, I called them.

It's been two days,

and you haven't
apologized to Cole.

I will.

When?

Soon.

Soon isn't
good enough.

Dad, I have a Spanish test
first period,

and you've been telling me
to get my grade up.

Can we not do this now?

(Door closes)

Charlie and I we're never been close.

But we did okay until his dad
Ben died, my stepdad.

Ben and I...
We just clicked.

He and my mother... they got
divorced about five years ago

so it wasn't like
he had to hang out with me.

We just got close.

And what happened after he died?

I've been trying
to get into UFC fighting,

for a few years,
and Ben's been staking me.

He was paying for my trainers,
giving me an allowance

to live on so I could focus
on the fighting.

But when he died,
Charlie got everything.

He just couldn't wait
to cut me off.

You two have words
about that?

I went down to him,

I said, "look, this is
what Ben and I were into."

Maybe you and I
get something going."

He laughed at me.

I figured, all right,
it's his call.

When I started seeing
where all Ben's money

was going, to the big parties
with the hookers

and the drugs...

Meanwhile, I'm struggling
to get a job

so I can stay in my apartment.

So I sued him.

How did that go?

Got dropped.

I had a decent attorney
file the papers,

but I couldn't afford him
after that, and...

After a while,
I just gave up and moved on.

When was all this?

Maybe two months ago.

Saturday night...
Where were you?

I was here training.

I had a match
early the next morning. Why?

Can anybody confirm
that you were here?

No. I was here
training by myself.

All right, thanks.

That was the D.A.

Just went through
the father's will.

Victim was next in line.

In the event that
anything happened to him,

guess where the assets go.

To Mr. MMA himself, Mark Hudson.

Exactly. So he kills
his stepbrother,

tries to make it look like
an amateur robbery,

hence the hammer marks on the
safe handle, and he's all set.

We go search his place?

He's got a brain in his head,

then he's gotten rid
of the gun by now.

If we find a fingerprint
or a fiber at the house,

he'll say it's from
a previous visit.

So how do we put him

in Charlie's house
on Saturday night?

The old-fashioned way:
We go play detective.

♪

So how's it
going with Rex?

I don't know.
I can't get a word out of him.

Can't even get an opening.

Don't you find
that ironic?

I mean, here
you are,

this big-time detective,
you can get killers to turn,

but you can't get two words
from your own kid?

Man:
What is it?

We're with the LAPD.

We'd like to ask you some
questions about an incident

at your neighbor's,
Charlie Simmons.

I already told the officers

I didn't hear
or see anything unusual.

Uh, we're following up
on information

about a particular individual

and a vehicle
that we think may have been

in the neighborhood that night.

If we could have a couple
of minutes, please, sir.

Hold the pictures
up for the camera.

I can tell you in two seconds.

There you go.

Nope. Sorry.

Didn't see either.

Is that it?

Think that thing can see
the street from here?

Yeah.

Sir, is your camera linked to
any kind of recording device?

Yeah. Why?

Open up please
or we'll get a warrant.

Your security system
just became evidence

in a murder investigation.

Hey, sleepyhead.

Hey.

I was gonna let you sleep in,
but Efram's on the phone.

He said you'd want me
to wake you up.

Thanks.

I'm making French toast.

Hey. What's up?

Banks called. Said he got the
blood work back on our jumper.

Thought we could
meet over there.

All right.

I'll call you
when I'm on my way.

All right.

Banks:
We found a pretty large amount

of a benzodiazepine
in her blood,

along with
the alcohol.

Probably something
like alprazolam.

Medical records show
she had a prescription.

So Cameron tells her
the affair is off.

Because?

Because he realized he's
engaged to a lingerie model.

She gets drunk, eats
a bottle of her pills

and jumps in the ocean.

Sounds pretty
suicidal to me.

Banks: Yeah, well, with everything

floating through her system,
my guess is she would've been

sluggish enough to drown
in a kiddie pool.

So, we're calling it?

We recovered her phone, right?

It was in her purse?

Yeah. We went through it,
but nothing jumped out.

Let's go through it again.

Why?

Because something
should've jumped out.

Great. Thanks.

I-I'll call you
if I have any more questions.

No, no, you were very helpful.

So that was the last
of Annie Yang's

five most contacted friends
according to her phone records,

and not one of them
had any indication

from her she was having
an affair with Cameron Fuller.

Well, having an affair
with your boss

isn't exactly
something you advertise.

I mean, it's supposed
to be kept a secret.

Yeah, well, apparently she kept
it a secret from herself,

'cause I've read
all the texts to Fuller,

all the texts from Fuller;
There's nothing other than

completely professional
communication.

Maybe she erased the juicy ones.

Everyone knows texting
is how you get caught.

Everyone?

Everyone my age.

Why would Fuller make it up?

When you see the papers,

his fiancée's dumping him
over the affair.

Lie to the cops
and ruin his life?

Maybe to give us a reason
why she might have jumped

and stop us looking for a reason
why she might have been pushed.

There's a totally obvious reason
why she would have jumped

and no evidence that she didn't,
but you're not ready

to make
the call.

All right, well, if you're so
sure it's an open-and-shut case,

why don't you stay here and
erase some of your juicy texts?

Where are you going?

I'm going
to Annie Yang's apartment.

Britten:
Vega.

- Vega: Yo.
- Anything?

There are some pictures
of Annie and Fuller.

Together?

No, just some group shots
from work.

Uh-huh.

Anything else... e-mails?

They all look
professional,

but for all we kw they could have
set up dummy e-mail accounts

or deleted everything
as soon as they got it.

Sure.

I'm telling you,

I've seen people do some serious
stuff to hide an affair.

Look,

you're the senior detective
and I'm the rookie,

but we've been here
for hours

and we've torn
this place apart.

Not only do we not
have anything,

we don't even know
what we're looking for.

So don't take this
the wrong way,

but how much longer
do we do this?

(Sighs)

Just give me a minute.

Where are you going?

What are you looking for?

I have no idea.

Men's shaving cream.

Well, there's your evidence

she was sleeping
with someone.

(Can rattles)

(Sighs)

A safety deposit key.

All right.

Let's get
another warrant.

Hmm.

What is it?

It's some kind
of research document.

The real question is,
why does a personal assistant

have company documents
in a safety deposit box,

and why does
she feel the need

to hide the key
in a can of shaving cream?

I don't know,

but I'd still
like to know

what made you look
under that sink.

When you've been doing the job
as long as I have,

sometimes you just have
to follow your instincts.

All right, let's get
this stuff to Len,

see if he can make
head or tail of it.

All right, thanks.

He says they're materials
research papers.

Why would she
tuck them away?

Apparently the company found
some way to manufacture

silicon chips at a fraction
of the normal cost,

and all the funds they've
raised over the past year

were to get this
off the ground.

These papers show
it wasn't working.

So I'm guessing
she confronted

her boss... lover... Fuller...
And asked him

why he was hiding this
from the investors,

and suddenly he's got a reason
to toss her overboard

or make it look
like she jumped.

Except Fuller was
in front of 20 people

on the deck of the boat
when she went over, so...

Well, the research papers
weren't just bad for him.

They were bad
for the whole company.

Okay.

So he had help.

Do you recognize that woman?

She's one of
our bankers...

Kate something.

Kate Porter?

Right.

She says that seconds
after Ms. Yang went overboard,

you bumped into her
in the corridor,

spilled a drink
on her dress.

That ring a bell?

I-I don't know.

I mean, I-I remember yelling,

someone had jumped.

I was panicked.

Do you remember
what the drink was?

No, I-I honestly don't.

Because we had the,
the stain tested.

It was red wine.

With traces of a benzodiazepine

called alprazolam.

Britten: Which is exactly what
the toxicology report said

was found
in Ms. Yang's system

when they fished her
out of the water.

Even if you could
prove my client

was carrying
that drink, so what?

He could have picked
it up anywhere.

Even if you could prove
he gave it to her,

he could have been
trying to calm her down.

Right, that sounds likely.

Doesn't it?

I got your partner
in the other room,

and he knows what you did
up in that stateroom.

Well, he was part of making up
the whole story with you

and, uh, putting on

that wonderful performance
on the night.

If you think

that he's going
to keep quiet,

take the rap
rather than save himself,

then you keep hiding behind

this slick-talking
young man here,

but if you want
to trade the truth

for any kind of leniency...

Darin,

now is your time.

Here's what I can do.

I can tell the D.A.
you cooperated.

That could change your life.

But it's up to you.

You help us close
this case,

tell the truth,
tell us what we need to hear,

and maybe you might end up
in a minimum security facility.

I liked her.

I did.

She was with me from the start.

She believed in me.

When she found out
about the research results,

she just said
we should come forward.

She wasn't threatening anyone.

I told Darin, and he...

Look, you have to understand,

he's been my partner
since college, okay?

I just had some ideas.

He turned them into a business.

Settled all the problems.

Like Annie?

Yeah.

He talked to her
the morning of the boat party,

and he offered her money,

but she wouldn't
take it.

So...

He came up
with the boat idea and...

And the affair story.

Who came up
with the drugs?

He did.

And then who gave them to her?

- You?
- No.

No, I...

Darin.

(Sniffles)

We combed the security footage
on the block

for the six hours
before and after the murder.

- Mark Hudson's truck?
- Yeah?

Never showed up.

But I did find a car
that I thought

just didn't look right
in the neighborhood.

Well, people who live
in these big homes,

they hire a lot of help.

Except the timing in and
out of the neighborhood

matches the murder exactly.

Did we run the plate?

Yeah, belongs to a
Katherine Porter.

Kate.

I told you, I was in the ER.

Until 9:00.

Charlie Simmons was murdered
two hours later.

Well, I went home after that.

I can't believe you think...

Mr. Britten,

tell him that I
didn't do this, please.

You're telling me
you didn't go

to Charlie's house
that night?

- No.
- You're sure about that?

I think I know where I was.

Okay.

Then help me
out here.

'Cause that must be your
car driving itself.

Please, Mr. Britten.

I used to take care of Rex.

You know me.

I do know you.

And that's why...

I don't want you to make this any
harder on yourself than it already is.

Hey, if you
tell the truth,

I promise you
I will do whatever I can

to help you.

Okay?

Kate?

It wasn't supposed
to happen like this.

Liam was just going to...

He was just supposed
to take the money.

Who's Liam?

(Sighs)
Liam Tell.

He's some guy I know
who knows some other guys.

What kind of guys?

Is he a dealer?

I was broke,
and I hadn't had a hit

in like a week, and I...

I thought I was
losing my mind,

and I knew that Charlie kept
a lot of cash in his house,

so I gave... I gave Liam
the alarm code.

But I swear,
he said he was just

going to go in
and scare Charlie...

And get him
to open the safe.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

I'm so sorry.

(Camera shutter snapping)

You said that Kate
lost her sister, yes?

This way.

Britten:
Yeah.

She drowned.

Lee:
And from that one loss,

you've imagined her life going

in two very different
directions.

Thank you.

What do you make of that?

It's like everything else.

Things are different, but...

Equally plausible.

So, if you find it
just as realistic

that a tragedy can strengthen
someone or destroy them,

what I'm wondering
is what you think

makes it go in one direction
or the other.

Britten:
How did it come to this?

I don't know.

For a long time, I couldn't stop
thinking about that day.

There was a big
storm, big waves.

We both grabbed our boards
and rushed to get into it.

Uh... (Sighs)

But when we got there...

My sister got nervous and said
that maybe we should sit it out.

But I talked her into it.

The waves were horrible.

The riptides were vicious.

We both... fell.

We lost track
of each other and...

That was it.

And for a long time,
I was so angry

at myself and at the world.

I didn't see the point
in anything.

(Sighs)

And it's not like people
didn't want to help.

It's just that when a thing
like that happens,

you don't know
how to let them.

I skipped work.

I didn't talk
to my friends.

My mom kept trying to
get me back out there,

telling me
it would make me feel better.

But I kept telling her
that that was the point.

I didn't want
to feel any better.

Eventually, she just let me be.

After that,
I started finding my own ways

to deal with the pain.

She just wouldn't
let me be.

I don't know how my mom did it.

I mean, she was just as sad
and hurt as I was.

Somehow she had
the strength

to not only stay on her feet,

but to get me
back on mine.

And she must have tried
a thousand times

to get me back into my life,
and I just kept saying no.

I guess I'm lucky

that she was willing
to try a thousand and one.

We have to talk
about what happened.

Again?

Well, you haven't really
told me anything.

Not really.

Cole broke my racquet.

I got mad.

End of story.

He broke a couple of strings.

Come on.

Why would you go after him
like that?

He's your best friend.

Forget it.

Doesn't matter.

It does matter.

It matters to me.

Look.

Hey.

I know you're going
through a lot.

I know it isn't
easy for you.

I get that.

Now, I don't expect
you to tell me

every little thing that's
going through your head,

but you have
to talk to me

because I'm all
you've got.

And I'm not going anywhere.

I'm right here.

I'm your father, and I love you.

Cole shouldn't have used
my racquet.

He says
he'll fix it.

- He can't fix it.
- Why not?

Because it was mom's.

I never used it; I just...

I liked to keep it in my bag.

Made me feel... like something.

Now it's gone.

Well, he didn't know.

I know.

I know that.

He wants to be nice.

Everybody wants to be nice.

But I can't help it, okay?

I think about mom...

And I just get angry
all over again.

Well...

You know, it's okay to be angry.

I get pretty angry, too,
sometimes.

(Chattering)

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