Damages (2007–2012): Season 1, Episode 6 - She Spat at Me - full transcript

Ellen makes contact with Gregory Malina and gives him 24 hours to come forward or he will be subpoenaed. Malina has good reason to be afraid when a hit man tries to take him out. Outraged at being spat upon at a basketball game, F...

Previously onDamages.

Pulling the settlement now,
is a move wherein
tremendous risk...

This is my legacy.

I want my name back.
I want redemption.

I met a guy
down in Florida.

Gregory turns out
to be our missing link.

Gregory Malina dumped
his Frobisher stock

the exact day
Arthur Frobisher did.

I burned her
as a witness.

It's done.
Do you hear me?
I'm done!

Patty Hewes will be
looking to depose you.



How's it all
been going?

Great. We had
our first fight.

The last thing
I want is for my job
to come between us.

I heard you telling that
other doctor that you were
gonna go see a movie.

Hey, I want you to know that
we are doing everything that
we can

to make your grandfather
comfortable.

I know. Thanks.

I'm not available.

I'm engaged.

We can play this
any way you'd like.

There won't be
room for him and Patty.

With Patty Hewes,
there's only Patty.

I didn't kill David.

Someone tried to kill me.



But, Ellen,
there was no other body
in your apartment.

I wasn't
in my apartment.

Did you identify the body?

There was no body.

That's right.

Well, that's impossible.

There are things
that I can't talk about.

Why not?

It's about the case.

The Frobisher case?

Is this seat taken?

No, no, go ahead.

What happened
to your face?

Consulting, you know,
it's a contact sport.

My friend
dated a consultant.
Major heartbreak.

Sorry to hear that.

Yeah, he lied to her,
pretended he was married.

Made up some shit
about a guy
in a limousine.

I'm here alone, Gregory.

So, what, you're Katie's
lawyer friend, right?

She asked me
to come talk
to you guys.

Why didn't you?

'Cause I didn't know
anything about your case.

How is Katie?
I liked her.

Is that why you
lied to her,

humiliated her
and got her to
perjure herself?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Katie thinks someone
put you up to this.

Given the shape
your face is in,
maybe she's right.

Who's pulling
your strings,
Gregory?

Nobody. Patty Hewes
pulling yours?

Patty doesn't
know I'm here.

Bullshit.

If she did,
you'd be holding a subpoena
and facing criminal charges.

For what?

Obstruction of justice,
conspiracy to cover up
a felony.

You know,
if you're lucky,
that's 10 years.

You people
are amazing.

Just give me a name, Gregory.
I'll keep you out of this.

So what, I give you a name,
you won't come after me?

Not if you give us
a bigger fish.

Barney.

What's his last name?

Rubble. Lives in Bedrock.
Hell of a right hook.

You got 24 hours.

Until what?

Until Patty Hewes
finds out about you.

And once that happens,
we subpoena you and
we do it the hard way.

Do you think
Gregory believed you?

I don't know.
He's kind of a mess.

You mentioned Katie.

Yeah, but he's
pretty hard to read.

He kept acting like
he was being watched.

And he may have
reason to be paranoid.

What makes you
say that?

He had a bruise on his face.
Looked like he'd
been in a fight.

Really?

I don't understand
why we haven't
just subpoenaed him.

Well, it'd be better
if he came in willingly.

If we subpoena him,
he could clam up.

Do you think
he'll talk to us?

I think he's scared.

And I think
he may feel guilty about
what he did to Katie.

What about you?

What do you mean?

This was a big step.

Approaching a witness
under false pretenses,

offering protection
you can't provide.

Don't they teach
that in law school?

So now what?

You don't hear from
Gregory in 24 hours,
we subpoena him.

And in the meantime?

Dinner,
00 tomorrow night,
my apartment.

Don't be late.

So let her subpoena you.
We knew this might happen.

All you've gotta do
is tell the truth.
Just leave out a few details.

Here. What were you
doing in Florida?

Vacationing.

Why was the apartment
in your name?

I rented it
with some friends.

What about your job?

Applied for
a training program,

discovered I had
a knack for consulting.

So what's the problem?

Something you wanna say?

I wanna talk to him.

He doesn't talk to you.
You know how it works.

He's the whole reason
I got pulled into this thing.

I'm tired of protecting him.
I just wanna talk to him.

Hold this a second.

My advice to you,

any time you get the urge
to think for yourself,
resist it.

I told you,
I want my life back.

This is your life.
Throw that away
for me, will you?

You want one of these?

No, I'm good
with my espresso.
Thanks.

Look a little
sleepy there, partner.
Everything all right?

It's just
a touch of insomnia.

Some pesky dreams.
Nothing too worrisome.

I got just
the person
for you, Ray.

I couldn't get
a good night's sleep

through that whole
government trial.

This therapist
did wonders for me.

Doesn't matter
what you have, either,

bruxism,
you know, hypnic jerks,
exploding head syndrome.

She's terrific.

Trust me, seriously.

So, at your son's
basketball game?

Last night, I'm sitting up
in the stands with Holly.

Other parents are
up there, you know,

and this woman about
two rows behind me,

she spits on me.

Back of my head.

And you'd like me to,
what?

All this woman knows
about me is what she
reads in the newspaper

or sees on television,
and she hates me so much

that she can spit on me?

Look, I'm not exactly
a young man anymore.

You're worried
about your legacy.

Yeah, I'm not a monster, Ray.
I don't wanna be
remembered as one.

So what are you
proposing?

A memoir, you know?

Show these people
the real me,
the family me,

you know,
the husband, the father.

You know, maybe,
I don't know,

show them a picture
of my childhood home.

You know, I grew up poor,
maybe a chapter
on my dyslexia.

You know,
that's actually
a terrific idea.

We'll set you up
with a publisher
right after the trial.

No, no, no, no, now.

No, no, no,
you do this now,

people could perceive it
as a sign of desperation,
or worse, guilt.

Not if we do it right.
Just get me a ghost writer.

Somebody who has
a lot of experience
with this sort of thing.

You're gonna allow some
complete stranger
to poke into your life?

No, Ray, look,
he'll be working for me.

He'll be working
for the publisher.

You'll never be
able to control
the flow of information.

First thing you know,
they'll be down

in your basement
digging for bodies.

Hey, you know something?
Set this up for me.

Get me a writer and
stop being an asshole.
You're being an asshole.

She spat at me.
You know something?
She spat at me.

In front of my kids.

The book's a good idea.

I can't wait to read it.

Ellen?

Still awake?

Demonstrators say if the
three buildings behind them

and one other
come down this week,

it could be a very long
time before anything
goes up in their place.

There are a number
of lawsuits against
the Atlantic Yards project

that could take months
or even years to decide.

Daniel Goldstein
heads the group

Develop Don't
Destroy Brooklyn.

He is one of 13 homeowners
in federal court,

challenging the builders'
use of eminent domain

to take away their homes,

where Forest City Ratner
plans to build an arena
for the Nets.

Oh, I had the TV on.

I must've left this morning
without turning it off.

Well, I'm just glad
that you're okay.

Oh, hey, listen,
I forgot to tell you.

Tomorrow night,
Patty asked us to
dinner at her place.

You forgot?

I know, I screwed up.

Come on, it's our
one night together.

We were gonna try
that new Mexican place.

I know.
I'm sorry, babe.

Well,
who's gonna
be there?

I think it's just
her and her husband.

And us? Jesus! Ellen!

No, maybe it'll be fun. They have this great apartment.

Ellen, after everything
that happened with Katie,

why would I possibly
wanna socialize
with Patty Hewes?

She's my boss.

She wants to meet you.
What am I supposed to say?

I don't wanna go.

David, can you please
do this for me?

Fine.

I'll be a couple
more hours.

Lila, hey.

The nurse at your station
said you'd be here.

What?
Is everything okay?

I know when you guys
discharged my grandfather

from the hospital last week
he was doing really great,

but Saturday night,
things took a turn.

Did you call
the paramedics?

Yeah. He was dead
by the time
they got there.

My God. I'm so sorry.
I've been so busy that
I didn't even hear.

Is there anything
I can do?

Actually,
I hate to ask.

What?

There's all this medical
equipment in our apartment.
His machines.

The nurse said that I could
sell them on Craigslist,

but I just don't know
what they're worth.

Do you know
what kind of
machines they are?

I'm not sure.
I'd need someone
to tell me.

Do you think maybe
you could take a look?

Lila...

Look, I know I acted
inappropriately before.

You're engaged.
I respect that.

I could just really use
your help right now.

Well, where do you live?

David Connor's
phone records.

Yeah?

Someone called him
a half-dozen times

the night before
he was killed.

Who?

Her name is
Lila DiMeo.

What's the occasion?

The occasion,
Ray, is gratitude.

Thank you.

No, Ray, thank you.

Sixteen years of service,
government trial,

head-to-head in
the ring with Patty Hewes,
and we're still standing.

Well, miracles do happen.

You're a good friend, Ray.

Thank you, Art.

Means a lot
to hear you
say that.

Bottoms up.

What's the matter?
What is it?

Oh! God damn it,
man, what...

Mr. Fiske, it's time to leave for the Frobisher meeting.

Thank you, Kitty.

You talk to the sleep
therapist yet, buddy?

No, no, I haven't
had the time.

Ray, you got dark circles
under your eyes, man.

You're walking like a corpse.
You should call her.

Hey, Owen!

What's up, Dad?

So, you heard from
the publisher or not?

They chose your writer.

Fellow from Yale,
writes fiction
no one reads,

but he's one hell
of a biographer.

Fantastic.

Yeah, it is.

Look,
I want you to know,

the publisher
intends to have you

talk about your
current litigation.

Now, it won't be
the sole focus
of the book.

You can still
get your story out.

But they're insisting
that candid insight into
your company's collapse

and your perspective
on the ensuing trials

would be a major
selling point.

Now, obviously,
you can still back out.

Frankly,
that would be
my advice.

No. I wanna do this.

I have to do this.

Tread lightly, Art.

People need to know
who I am, Ray.

Don't be afraid
to put your nose right
in there.

Inhale that.
It's an incredible vintage.

This is a 2001
Cabernet-Merlot blend.

Intense concentration.

Hmm?

What do you think?

Uh... Yes, it's got
a fantastic concentration.

Really, it's incredible.

Do you like
wine, David?

Wine? Sure.

Come on, David,
we had that Pinot Grigio
the other night.

What was that?

I don't remember.

Phil knows
everything about wine.

I only know two things,
red and white.

Your sister must know
a lot about wine,

what with the
restaurant and all.

Yeah, she does.

How is Katie?

Not good.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Please send her my best.

Don't beg.

So, how did
you guys meet?

You tell, Phil,
I always get it wrong.

Aye! Not a romantic bone
in this woman's body.

It was '94, I was working
for the Indonesian government.

I was in Jakarta.
I was restructuring
the national bank.

She was walking through
the hotel lobby, and...

I'm terribly sorry,
excuse me.

It's Dubai. The market
is just opening there.

I'm sorry, excuse me, please.

Yes.

So, how did you two meet?

Berger?

Berber, Berber.
It's with a "B."

George is fine.

So, George,
I hear you're
a smart guy.

I understand
you're writing a novel.

Yeah, that's right.

That's very impressive.

Thank you.

So how's this work?

Should I just
start telling
stories about myself?

Or you wanna
ask me questions?

It's up to us.

Although I do
have a couple things
to get started,

just to understand
some basics.

Yeah, shoot.

Okay.

Okay, so when the accounting
irregularities in your company

were first discovered...

And this is just
because I don't have
a degree in economics.

Yeah, listen, George,
we're gonna get to it.

And I have a lot
I wanna say about
that. Trust me.

But why don't I
just tell you things
about who I am?

You know,
like my childhood.

Absolutely.

Okay, great, great.

Um...

Well, are you familiar
with dyslexia?

Glass of port. I have
a Ferreira Lagrima white
that will make you weep.

Oh! Thank you,
but I think that we've
got to get going, so...

No, we can stay
for a glass.

I've always wanted
to try port.

Good, Ellen,
come into the
kitchen with me.

You can choose
a dessert.

Sure.

You like cigars?

Like some coffee?

Sure, thanks.

There you are.

And sugar?

Thank you.

Thank you so much for
having us to dinner.

Well, it's our pleasure.

I always like to get to know
my new associates

and their significant others.

Well, we really
appreciate the invitation.

It's our pleasure.
It's fun for us, too.

I'm really sorry about David.
I think he's still
upset about Katie.

He's lovely.

Plus, he's started
his surgical rotation.

He's doing these
endless shifts.
He's very sleep-deprived...

I really understand,
but I don't think
it's just that.

What do you mean?

Let's be honest,
men are sensitive.

They don't like to
be dragged anywhere.

We may not like it,
but we know how to
play second fiddle.

We're bred for it.

Men can't do it.

At least, not the ones
we're sharing a bed with.

Ellen,
we gotta go, I got work.

Biscotti?

And then she's gotta
bring up Katie?

Because Patty's
concerned about her.

Bullshit.

David, you were acting
like you didn't
wanna be there

long before Patty
mentioned Katie.

Because I didn't.

Yeah, you made that
perfectly clear.

Well, I'm so sorry
if I'm not interested
in international arbitrage.

Phil was just trying
to make conversation.

When Patty asked you
about the hospital...

I answered
her questions.

No, you grunted
like a caveman.

I answered her,
didn't I?

I had to apologize
for you.

You what?

You can't do
this to me, David.

Patty knew you
were miserable.

These events
are part of my job.

There are gonna be more.

I get it.

Patty's your boss.
That doesn't mean
that I have to like her.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

It's Gregory Malina.

I wanna talk.

Where did you meet
David Connor?

At the hospital.

Where he worked?

David treated
my grandfather.

Sorry, I just
can't believe this.

Miss DiMeo,
how long were you
dating David Connor?

Almost four months.

Mmm-hmm.

What?

Any idea why Ellen Parsons
didn't move out
until two days ago?

She moved out the day
she found out about us.

So David Connor
was cheating on
Ms. Parsons with you.

Wow.

Can I take
your jacket?

Yeah, thank you.

Yeah.

Uh-oh!
It's caught up there.

Sorry.

Oh! It's me and my parents.
They passed away
when I was a kid.

And your
grandfather
raised you?

Mmm-hmm.

The machine's in here.

Oh, it's a defibrillator.

You know, on TV,
in hospitals,

when they put
the paddles on people's
chests and yell "clear"?

Mmm. All right.

That's what that is.

Um, did my grandfather
ever tell you

that he was a medic
in World War II?

No. Did he go
to med school?

He was a butcher.
I guess that qualified him.

Check it out.

Is that a bullet?

From Iwo Jima.

Made a movie about it,
actually.

My grandfather
got shot in the leg.

And he got this
as a reminder.

Of what?

Life is short.
He had it inscribed.

Words to live by.

I need to go.

Okay.

But the defibrillator,
it's used,

so you'll probably
get four or five
hundred bucks for it.

But just make sure
that you list it as
"AED, M-series."

Okay?

Um, I'll get your jacket.

I hate that bitch.

Stare at her
every day at work.

Stands there
holding her torch,

welcoming everybody.
It's bullshit.

She doesn't
look after anybody.

No, she doesn't.
You gotta look
after yourself.

You know,
when I first
moved here,

I thought I'd just,
you know, figure out
what I was good at.

And?

Turns out the only
talent I have is getting
people to like me.

This is crazy.

This all comes down
to getting the attention
of someone at a bar.

I'm glad you called.

Yeah, you're
glad I called.

What?

What are we,
friends now?

Look, I'm only here
because I'm sick
of these assholes,

and I want it to stop.

Then tell me
who ordered you to set up
Katie, and maybe it will.

Who was it, Gregory?

Do you understand
the risk I'm taking,
talking to you right now?

I can protect you.

Like you protected Katie?
Give me a break.

This was a mistake.
I shouldn't be here.

Wait, Gregory.

Just give me a name, okay?
Was Frobisher's
broker in the car?

Forget about him.
It's not about the broker.

What do you mean?

It's more.

Gregory!

Shit.

If this is bad news,
I don't wanna hear it.

They're talking
to the kid.

It was only
a matter of time.

He has been prepped,
hasn't he?

Of course.

So what's the problem?

The problem is
Gregory's conscience.

You...

I don't wanna hear
this shit right now.

We need a new
strategy, Arthur.

So find one.

You guys said
that you were
gonna handle this.

Look, this wasn't
my mess, it was his.

I don't care
whose mess it is.
Just deal with it. Jesus!

You know,
next time you call me,
make sure it's for good news.

I can't believe this shit.

Gregory said what?

He said forget
about the broker.

What does
that mean?

I don't know.

I think
he wanted to say more,
but he seemed spooked.

We have to bring him in.
Tom, draft the subpoena.

You got it.

What, Ellen?

We know what
Frobisher did
to Katie's dog.

Yes.

So is there
anything we can do
to protect Gregory?

Want a game
of H-O-R-S-E?

All right.

You first.

I talked about you
all yesterday afternoon.

I'm writing a book,
you know.

Yeah, Mom told me.

Yeah.

I used to be able
to dunk this sucker.

Yeah,
you're always
saying that.

Yeah.

I told him the story
about our camping trip,
you remember that?

You got all scared
'cause you thought

the Jabberwocky was
hiding behind a tree.

But you got all mixed up
and you started screaming,

"Liberace's
behind a tree!"

I was six.

Yeah, you were.

Hey, look, I know
being my son these days,

you're catching
a lot of grief.

I don't listen
to that crap.

That shit they're
saying about me,

someday soon,
they're gonna eat that.

And we'll just be,
you know,
a normal family again.

I believe you, Dad.

Doesn't mean
you're any good
at this game, though.

Look at this,
you're not bending
your legs here.

You gotta go from your knees.
Right?
Knees, elbow, follow through.

Hey.

What...

Mr. Frobisher.

I know, I know, I know.
It's late.

Yeah, I'm not
expecting you
right now.

I know you weren't.
I'm sorry, George.

This is nice,
very nice.

Thank you.

Hey. Hi.

I'm Arthur Frobisher.

That's my
girlfriend,
Indira.

That's nice.
That's very nice.

Actually, look.
I had some thoughts,
you know?

Uh-huh.

Do you have
a couple of glasses?

'Cause I brought us
one hell of a bottle.

This is sipping whiskey.
Had a few on the way.

Were you ever
in the Boy Scouts,
George?

I stopped after
the Webelos, but yeah.

No, that's not
Boy Scouts, man.

Pinewood derby,
right?

Yeah, yeah.

Last place, this guy.
Ask me why I'm proud.

Because I made this myself.

You know, the other kids,
they had their dads
do it for them.

Mmm. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

It's after midnight,
Mr. Frobisher.

No, see,
look, this stuff, all...
This is my integrity.

See what I'm saying?
Here, look, look.

What... Oh, yeah.

Third prize,
middle school spelling bee.

Great.

No, I'm dyslexic.

Remember, I told you that.

So that's determination.

Here, look, look.
Yeah, all right, varsity.
This is interesting.

Varsity.
That's the first time

I realized that
I was a natural leader.

Yeah, you know,
all this stuff

that you're
giving me is great.

But this book...

All right, look,
look, look. All right.

Here, come here.
This shirt, right?

Shirt you're wearing.
You own other shirts, right?

So if I come along and, say,

you know,
define you as the guy
who wears this shirt,

I'd be wrong.

Right? 'Cause you're
not just one thing.

See, that's what
I'm trying to say.
You're not just one thing.

Hey, I told you, right,
that I started off dirt poor?

You told me
yesterday about that.
Look at this.

Why don't you write...
See...

All right, hey,
listen to this.

Seventeen, I came this close
to joining the Army.

You realize
what that would...

Look, look,
Mr. Frobisher.

I haven't seen
Indira for two weeks.
She's been traveling.

Understand? And this
is our night together.

So we'll just
cut it short.

Wait, all right,
let's back up here.

Tell me about your book.

My novel?

Sorry, your novel.

It's hard to describe.

Just tell me what
it's about, will you?

On the face of it,
it's a love story.

It's about nostalgia
and how that affects
our core relationships.

Jesus, George!
I mean, that
sounds like crap.

Are you kidding me?
Look what you're doing here.

I mean, you're living on...
You're sleeping on a futon.

Come on.

Of course you're
writing about my life,
you don't have one.

You know? And you're screwing
the immigrant because, what?

Excuse me?

You appreciate
their culture?

Excuse me?

Is that what you
say to yourself?

Truth is, you're just
trying to feel superior.

Try running
a $40 billion industry,
see how that makes you feel.

Get out! We're done.

Try managing
11,000 employees.

I bet that gives you
a hard-on, you little...

Just leave!

You wanna know
why they're suing me,
you invisible piece of shit?

'Cause I'm worth it.

I hope that you
lose everything.

Yeah, you be careful.

Because you are
an arrogant asshole.

Hey, guess what?
You're fired.

He's fired.
Tell him, will you?

Dad?

Yeah? I'm writing.

What?

The police are
here to see you.

You think
they'll arrest him?

Simple assault's
a misdemeanor.

They'll slap him
on the wrist.

But publicity like this
is never a bad thing for us.

You heading out?

No, David's working,
so I'm sticking around.

I've been thinking
about you and David.

You want a drink?

Sure.

I hope it works
out for you two.

Why wouldn't it?

It's really tough, Ellen.
Juggling a man and a career.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Now,

my college boyfriend
was the sweetest,

most loyal guy
you'll ever meet.

We moved in together
after graduation

and he helped put me
through law school.

He worked two jobs.
Thankless, menial stuff.

And he was my first love.

I dumped him
as soon as
I got my J.D.

Why?

He had no ambition.
It disgusted me.

Really?

It's biology, Ellen.

A man should want
to be in charge.

Now, the trick is
making him feel
like he actually is.

Is that why Phil did
all the talking at dinner?

Yeah, he likes
to hold court.

What?

I didn't tell David
I met with Gregory.

Really?

I guess I didn't
want him to worry.

Ellen, most men
can't handle
an ambitious woman.

It may take you a few tries,
but make sure you
find one who can.

It's David Connor.

Hey.

Hey, listen,
I'm sorry to bug you,

but I'm just leaving work
and I can't find my keys.

Ooh, that sucks.

Yeah. I had them
in my jacket pocket.

I don't know if they
fell out at your place...

No, no, I would've seen them.
I'll take another look.

Anyway, give me a call
if you find them, okay?

Yeah, no problem.
Thanks.

Who was that?

How you feeling, Grandpa?

Like a hundred bucks.

I'm going out,
I'll see you later.

To tell the truth,
I'm not really sure
what to expect.

But Mr. Frobisher
sings your praises.

Oh! Sleep therapy
is more of an art
than a science.

Well, I can't sleep.

And when I do,
I have nightmares.

What's the nature
of your dreams?

In one, my teeth fall out.

It's pretty common.

It's thought to signify...

Insecurity.

Anxiety. I know.

That's one interpretation.

But it can also signify
a secret you're keeping.

More specifically,
your overwhelming fear that
people will find it out.

What? What's going on,
Mr. Fiske?

Tell me.

Let it out.

Remember me?
From the other night?

Yeah, of course
I remember you.

I came to see
if you were okay.

Yeah.

I wanted to
give you my number.

Yeah?

Your boy,
Gregory Malina.

Yes?

He's in danger.

What happened?

You don't need to know.

And if I want
to subpoena him?

You better do it quick.

I need to talk to you.

You can't be here.

Ray, who is it?

It's a wrong address.
Just go back to sleep,
Mallory.

You need to leave.

Just give me
five minutes, Ray.

Just give me
five minutes.

Look, I got a Doberman.

Please.

Please.

Ellen?

Ellen?

Ellen?

Surprise.

I said hello,
and you didn't answer.

So you figured I was
one of those murderers

who leads you to your death
with music and bubble baths?

No, no, I lost my keys
and the door was open.

I guess I forgot to lock it.

Right.

You gonna get in?

What's the special occasion?

I miss you.

Look, I'm not proud of it,
but it's what David wanted.

And last night?
Where were you?

Here at home.

Why aren't you
talking to Ellen Parsons?

Why should we?

Because she's
crazy and jealous.

This is Ellen Parsons.

Stay away from my fiance, or I swear to God I will come after you.

You called David
six times yesterday.

About the apartment.
We were making arrangements.

I was gonna move in.

See, David made me
a set of keys.

myself say goodbye

about the weather