Damages (2007–2012): Season 4, Episode 2 - I've Done Way Too Much for This Girl - full transcript

Previously, on Damages...

Meet my granddaughter.

Michael had a chance to be a
father, and he ran away from it.

It's been three years.
Track Michael down.

I'm looking to hire
a private investigator.

- And who's this?
- My son.

I am the founder and CEO of
the High Star Security Corporation.

What is it with
you and High Star?

They're a private
army killing for a profit,

making money off of death.

Stay away from High Star.



Dozens of lawyers have tried to build a
case against them, and it's never worked.

I have a friend.
He may know some things.

Did something happen to you over there
while you were working for Erickson?

I led a unit...
for a mission we should've never been on.

You don't go
near Sanchez, understood?

If anyone finds out
about that last mission...

That's why I sent
him to a psychiatrist.

Shrink's job to get the
truth out the boy

and the truth just isn't our friend.

Something happened on that last
mission, and High Star is covering it up.

The men who died, you knew them.
These were your men.

High Star's over there, they're
breaking the law for profit, and

- they're accountable to no one.
- What would you need me to do?

♪ Little lamb ♪



♪ When I am through with you

There won't be anything left

♪ When I am through with you

There won't be anything left

When I am through with you. ♪

Damages - 4x02
"I've Done Too Much For This Girl"

Is that important?

I assume that's important.

I'm, uh, trying a case
against the world's largest

pharmaceutical company. I mean...
it could mean hundreds

of millions of dollars for my client, so...

you tell me.

Sounds important.

Mm-hmm.

Look, you're in here, so...
you might as well talk to me.

Okay. Let's talk.

Tell me about you.
Was being a therapist always

your dream, or was medical school just...
too tough?

We've had this discussion.
The therapy is not about me.

We need to discuss how you ended

up here, and then I have to
sign off on your progress.

Powerful feeling, isn't it?
Do you like that?

On your personal form,
you wrote that you have a son.

Maybe we should talk about him.

He's my only child.

He ran away three years ago and

left me with his baby
daughter to take care of.

I recently hired somebody to
track him down.

Seems to be a lot
in there to discuss.

There isn't.

Have you had
contact with, um...

Michael.

Michael?

No, I haven't.

I'm not holding my breath.

Are you still taking
care of your granddaughter?

Yes.

But I can't find a nanny.
That's my problem.

Oh. I'm afraid our session's over.

How many more of these do we have?

Well, this is our
second meeting, and, um, eight

more sessions are required.
But next time we have to, uh,

talk about why you got here in
the first place.

I can't wait.

Pleasure.

Sanchez.

Sanchez. Sanchez.

Lowry, come on,
motherfucker, breathe!

Jay Rayburn, Robert
Franks, Thomas Lowry-- All

killed while working for High Star.

High Star conducted an illegal
mission at the order of company

CEO Howard Erickson.
During the execution of this

mission, these men lost their lives.

And you're proposing that
we file a wrongful death

suit against High Star?

Yes, sir.

This is Jessica Lowry,
Thomas Lowry's widow.

She represents the men's
families, all of whom are

willing to be plaintiffs in the suit.

Who's this fourth man?

Chris Sanchez.

He was in charge of the unit.

Mr. Sanchez has since resigned
from High Star, and he's willing

to give eyewitness testimony
against the company.

What does he say
happened on the mission?

Understandably, Mr.
Sanchez is concerned about the

potential consequences of
testifying, so before he gives

any details he wants to be certain
that the firm will support the case.

How many other cases have been
brought against High Star?

Almost 60, and
they've all been dismissed.

But...
none of them have had my witness.

This is a very
compelling case, Ellen.

Are you sure Mr.
Sanchez will cooperate?

Yes.
He's assured me he will.

Good girl.

Good girl.

It was buzzing.
I.D. says "Ellen."

Hey, Chris, it's me,
calling to see how you're doing.

I pitched the case
to the partners.

We should get an answer back soon.
Call me back, okay?

Who's Ellen?

No one.
Friend from high school.

Fire was caused by a gas explosion, which

they believe to have
originated in the office of an

Upper West Side psychiatrist, Dr.
Raul Barrera.

The 52-year-old victim was
pronounced dead at the scene.

Three firefighters also suffered
minor injuries battling the blaze.

An investigation into the cause
of the explosion continues.

Reporting live on the Upper West
Side, Tara Lynn Wagner, New York 1.

Are you okay?
Where are you going?

It was the
same doctor I went to.

You think
someone is targeting you?

I don't know, but I

had an appointment
scheduled this morning.

You need anything, Ellen?

I can put on a pot of coffee.

I'm fine.
Thank you, Kevin.

Who referred you to this doctor?

A friend-- A.C.

Does he work for High Star?

Yeah.

But you dont understand.

A.C. trained me, he saved my
life, like, a half a dozen

times-- The guy's
like a brother to me.

Does he know that

- you've been talking to a lawyer?
- No.

Does anyone at High Star
know that we've been in contact?

No, I've told no one.

Chris. It's okay.

I need you to keep to
yourself for a little while.

Can you do that?

I don't want you talking to
anyone from the company.

Whatever you say.

I'm also gonna hire
private security for you.

I don't need that.

Just to make sure...

What, so I could have more
guys with guns hanging around me?

I can take care of myself, okay?

I can take care of
my fuckin' self.

Just... calm down.

I don't want anyone to know that
you've been talking to a lawyer.

So we shouldn't be in contact
until I have official word from

my firm and we're
ready to file a case.

Fine.

Once I have the
resources, we'll figure out this

explosion and exactly
what is going on.

Chris? Are you still
willing to testify?

If it will
help my guys' families.

That's what this is all about.

Come on, Ghwarri.
Come on, girl.

That's great.

Thank you. Thank you, Sean.

Okay, well...
I'll see you back at the office.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Sorry I'm late.
I had therapy.

Therapy?

Could I have a
cup of tea, please?

Thank you.

Ah...

I thought you
didn't believe in therapy.

Yeah, well,
this is court-ordered.

It's all Perry's fault.

Your doorman?

I was late for a meeting.

I was in the lobby waiting for
him to open the door for me, and

he just stood there, rambling
on about the goddamn weather.

I pushed past him...

and the door hit
him in the face.

I accidentally broke his nose.

Accidentally.

The prick pressed charges.

The judge let me off
provided I go to therapy.

Anyway, listen...
I need a new nanny.

Still?

Where's Catherine?

In the office
with my assistant.

Do you know of anyone?

I mean, y-you must have
friends who have kids.

In Jersey, sure.

But none of them can
afford nannies.

Oh, God.

I'll be in your
shoes tomorrow night--

Baby-sitting my niece when my
sister goes Christmas shopping.

Well...
do you want to get them together?

Like a playdate?

I mean, it would, you
know, give me a break and...

burn off some of
Catherine's energy.

Yeah, could be good.

Maybe.

Oh, thank you.

So, I pitched the High
Star case to the firm yesterday.

You didn't take my advice.

Have you convinced your
friend to be a witness?

Yeah. Although it may
have made him into a target.

Do the people at High Star
know that he's talking to you?

He says no, but the explosion
uptown may have been meant for him.

Your firm is never gonna
let you try this case, Ellen.

Why do you say that?

Because ever since Hollis Nye
retired, they have no backbone.

Defendants like this terrify them.

You'll see.
They'll fold.

Well, they already said yes.

Really?

Got the call before you came.

Well... good for you.

I stand corrected.

And here I was
talking about nannies.

I'm taking my witness's
statement in the morning.

This is going to be
a big step for you, Ellen.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I... I should run. I'm sorry.

I'll take care of this.
Don't worry.

So you'll think
about the playdate?

I will.

Thanks for the coffee.

What the fuck
were you thinking?!

I've sent dozens of my men to that shrink.
I trusted him!

I told you not to
send Sanchez to a psychiatrist.

So you blast his office!

First of all, I didn't
do anything to that poor doctor.

I saw it on the news,
just like everybody else.

Damn shame.

Con Ed had the place
all wired wrong.

You wipe that
fuckin' smirk off your face.

I followed your wishes 100%.

You told me to stay away
from Sanchez, and I did.

This stops right
here, right now, you hear me?

Nobody else gets hurt,
do you understand?

I couldn't agree with
you more, but that lawyer,

Ellen Parsons, we need to find a way
to keep Sanchez away from her.

What are you suggesting?

Well, we could
pay him, I suppose.

He's already
turned down a promotion.

Or threaten him.

He's one of my top employees.

Look...
as long as he's in this country, there's no

guarantees of us
being protected.

Now, the best move you could
make is to redeploy him.

The kid's damaged goods.

I can't send him
back to a war zone.

I'm all ears.

You got a better idea?

Yeah?

Sanchez.

Mr. Erickson.

Mind if I step inside?

No, sir. Come on in.

I'm sorry, I-I'm just surprised
to see you here, sir.

I know.
I wanted to talk to you face-to-face.

A.C. told me you've been
going through a tough time.

Yes, sir.

I guess I have.

And then there's
this explosion uptown.

Can I get you a
beer or something, sir?

Sure, why not?

Beer wouldn't do me
wrong right about now.

Thank you.

I'm very concerned about
this whole thing.

A.C. got Dr.
Barrera's name from me.

The doctor was an
old friend of mine.

News said it was a gas leak.

I talked to several
guys I know at the city's

antiterrorism task force.
They investigate these things.

They're certain it
was a faulty valve.

Listen, son...

I'm not sure
I believe it myself.

I'm afraid someone's targeting
the company somehow.

We got a lot of enemies.

I thought someone
was maybe targeting me.

Who would do that?

I don't know, sir.

But that last mission...

Yeah. That was rough.

Look, Chris...

Sometimes we come home, our
trauma clouds our heads.

We start seeing the
enemy everywhere.

But I can tell you this-- No one at
High Star questions your loyalty.

Well, I know, sir.
I'm sorry if I implied...

We're here to protect you.

I heard the families of my men
got nothing from the company.

We're not the military.

Those men signed the
same contract as you.

There's no provision
for death pay.

Listen... I know you turned down
my offer a couple months back.

A.C. told me your
mother's been sick.

So if you're having money troubles, I'd be
happy to put that offer back on the table.

You want me to redeploy?

Only if it would help.
I can always use a man like you.

I'd be no
good to you right now.

I really need to see a...
A doctor.

I understand.

And...
if you change your mind...

I'm not going back, sir.

All right.
I hear you loud and clear.

Thanks for the beer.

We're a family, Sanchez.

We've got your back.
You hear me?

Thank you, sir.

You'll be a good
girl at the office today?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

These came for you.
I think they're baby supplies.

Thank you, Perry.

Are you feeling
any better today?

I'm not.

I think the weather
aggravates my injury.

Well, any day
you'll be back to normal.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Call Jim Girotto.

I want to move the
deposition again.

Got it.

And, uh, you'll
continue to take care of

Catherine in the office
until I can find help.

You'll be bringing
her to work every day?

Yes.

So make sure that she doesn't
catch her little hand in a

stapler. Or something.
And call someone.

I want the whole
office child-proofed.

Okay. Uh, Mr.
Huntley's waiting for you.

Send him in.

I ran Michael's photo
and personal information

through the system.
And no hospital or morgue had

any John Does that
matched his description.

Of course not,

Mr. Huntley, Michael isn't dead.

He's running from his
responsibilities.

Right.

Oh, and also, um, he's not
part of the prison system.

I-I checked that out.

How about money?

Um...

Well, he...

I think two years ago...

Two, yeah, two years ago, he,

uh, withdrew $500
from an ATM uptown.

Um... and that seems to be his
last financial transaction.

He's never
used his credit cards?

Um, no, there's...
no record of that.

Oh, and, um...
about your ex-husband.

Is there any chance that

Mr. Grey may have been
helping your son out?

I've spoken to Phil.

Michael hasn't contacted him.

Well, he-he
never contacted, uh...

Jill Burnham, either.

I guess... I guess you forgot
to, um, to mention her.

There's no reason to.

Right, she's just
the mother of his child.

Not legally.
I made sure of that.

Right, so, um, you
said that, um, the last time you

saw Michael was three years ago.

Now that's right around the time
of your car accident, right?

Yes.

It's interesting.
You know, the timing. It's just...

What's next,

Mr. Huntley?

Oh, I, um, I'd like
to talk to his peers.

Um, I'll need a list of his friends and
any people that he socialized with.

I'm only aware of a few.

He was very secretive
about his private life.

Well, we'll start
with the ones you know, and

maybe that will lead us to some...
some secrets.

I'll get you a list.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Ellen.

Hey, babe.

Where you headed?

Picking up Chris.
Bringing him in to take his statement.

Ellen, wait.

What's that look on your face?

Sorry, I...
I hate to tell you this.

What?

You said yes.

I told my witness
we have a case.

We reconsidered.

Why are you turning this down?

The inordinate cost in a
case of this nature, both in

terms of time and resources, is not
in the best interest of the firm.

You're scared.
You're afraid of High Star.

Ms. Parsons, I think you're
mistaking naiveté for courage.

Nye, Everett has been around
for, what, over 100 years.

Thousands of clients
and employees.

We're not going to risk getting
sucked into some legal black

hole that could put the very
existence of this firm in jeopardy.

Hollis Nye would
have backed me on this.

Mr. Nye isn't here anymore.

Sometimes the better part of
valor is to cover your ass

and survive to
fight another day.

That's not valor, sir.
That's chickenshit.

Ellen, hey.

Hey, Chris.

Listen, there's been
a change of plans.

We're not going to be taking
your statement today.

Why not?

I just need a little more
time on my end to figure things out.

Procedural stuff.

Okay.

Okay.

How are you doing?

I'm fine.

Are you sure you don't want
me to look into security for you?

Yeah, no, I'm good.

Uh, so, we'll talk
soon, I guess.

Yeah.

Absolutely.

Hang in there, okay?

What are you doing?
You didn't tell him.

I'm not giving up.

There's no case.

Maybe I'll try it on my own.

How?
You have no resources.

Chris has put
himself out there for me.

I-I can't just leave
him dangling.

I'm not sure you have a choice.

There's a way to try this case,

I just haven't figured it out yet.

Ellen, if you
really want to do this...

Yeah?

I hate to mention it, but...
what about Patty?

What about her?

You haven't thought about it?

Taking the case to her?

It's an option.

No. Not an option.

I would never ask her for help.

Maybe if she offered, but...

I don't want to owe that
woman anything. Ever.

Yo.

Thanks for coming.

I don't like to be too far
from my place these days.

What's going on?

Your boss came to see me.

Yeah, I know.

So you spoke with him.

That shit with Dr.
Barrera hit him hard.

He wanted to see you, so
I gave him your address.

I hope that's okay.

Yeah, sure.

- Could I ask you something?
- Of course.

I know you're
tight with Erickson.

Why is he so worried about me?

What do you mean?

Is he afraid I'm going
to talk about the mission?

Fuck, no.
I told him you're solid.

He's not afraid of you, Chris,
he's worried about your health.

All right.

Thanks, I just wanted
to hear it from you.

Hey.

Want to grab a bite to eat?

There's a good Chinese
joint up the block.

Let's do it.
Let me just get Ghwarri.

Yeah, how is she?

She's good.

Fuck!

Did you see where it came from?

Across the street, fifth floor.

Fuck!

Fucking foreign cigarettes.

Check it out.

Is someone clocking you, bro?

Who the fuck would
be coming after you?

Kalashnikov.

I'm still kind of in shock.

I can't believe they
turned down the case.

Trust me, they
didn't even consider it.

Firms don't practice law,
they calculate risk.

I mean, you see it everywhere.

No one has the stomach
for a case like that.

Must have been difficult news
for your witness.

I didn't tell him yet.

I thought I might try
the case on my own.

You can't.

I know, I know,

I'm... fooling myself.

I... I can't drag Chris through
the fire without any resources.

And what would you do if
you could find the resources?

I'd try the case.

You're right.
It's not going to happen.

Finding resources like that
is practically impossible.

Looks like you've
hit a dead end.

Catherine! Spit that out.
Right now.

That's not for eating.
Good girl.

Why would a haji be
targeting you in New Jersey?

Maybe some kind of
blowback from the mission.

What do you mean?

Fuck, man, we didn't
exactly make friends over there.

We killed Afghanis.

Maybe it's coming back
to bite me in the ass.

Chris, we gotta stay calm.

I want to talk with Erickson.

Come with me back to the compound.
You'll be safe there.

I-I can't.
I gotta, I gotta go home.

No, you can't.

All my gear's there.
My-my-my dog.

Think about it.
You're being targeted.

Some sniper with a fucking
Kalashnikov knows your routine.

You think
they're waiting for me?

'Cause I'd love to meet 'em.

You're not going anywhere.

You're not in the right
frame of mind, Chris.

I don't work
for High Star anymore!

I don't have to take fucking
orders from you, A.C.!

As-salaam alaikum.

Who are you?

You'll never know.

Why don't you
indulge me for a minute?

Is that why we're
here, to indulge you?

No, we're here so you
don't end up with a felony

battery on your record.

Go on.

Why don't you try answering
a few questions honestly?

Who knows?

If you cooperate, maybe we
can cut the session short.

Ask your questions.

Who do you
call when you're sick?

I don't get sick.

But if you did, if you
wake up feeling, you know,

violently ill, who
would you call?

911.

Your husband's
remarried, you don't speak to

your son, so in whom
do you confide?

My dog.

Look, we can sit
here and punch the clock for

months, but it gets a little
boring, don't you think?

It's very boring.

It's funny.

Yeah?

There's a woman who
used to work for me.

That you confide in?

No, no, I'm not
talking about that.

This woman wants to try a case

right now, and she needs
my help to do it.

She wants it very badly.

I could help her.

I could give her
everything she needs.

But I don't want to.

Why not?

I'm not sure.

The arrangement could
even benefit me.

But you deny her.

Because I've already
helped her enough.

I've done way too
much for this girl.

Well, maybe you
see something in her.

At first she was
just a means to an end.

Should have cut her off as soon
as she served her purpose.

But you didn't.

No.

And why do you think that is?

Everything she has now

is because of me and
she still wants more.

You didn't answer my question.

Why do you keep her around?

Let's try this.

Why do you want to
kill Chris Sanchez?

I don't.

Please.

No!

You want revenge, don't you?

That's why you want to kill him.

Yes, yes, yes!

I-I've come for revenge!

What the fuck you doing here?!

Hey, Sanchez,
you gonna let me in?

Answer the question!

I came to warn you.
You're in danger.

How do you know that?

I need you to
take a ride with me.

Why?

Look, Sanchez, if

you don't trust me,
bring your toolbox.

Come on. It's in the back.

Does this have
to do with the mission?

I'm afraid so.

Mr.
Erickson said the intelligence we got

out of there paid off.

Did it?

That's classified.

My fuckin' men were killed.
I want to know.

Yeah, it paid off.

Come on.

You can throw your guns
down wherever you want.

You live here?

Ah, I do work
here from time to time.

More like an office.

Tell me what the
fuck we're doing here.

Come here.

Come.

What you're about to see...
You never saw it.

You understand?

I understand.

Who is this?

His name is Salam Fazel.

He was sent here to kill you.

This his?

Yeah.

Who sent him here?

This man.

Nur Taraki.

He's a mullah.

Taliban-- Big deal with them.

Unfortunately, on that last

mission, you and your men
killed his brother.

Now he's looking for payback.

How do you know all this?

I'm tracking the
fallout on that mission.

They've got this mullah
on a watch list.

And his communications led us
to this shitbag over here.

This guy wants revenge
for the mullah's brother?

Ask him.

You think I killed
this man's brother?

You think I killed his brother?

You kill Nur
Taraki's brother, now I kill you.

Maybe I did kill
him, but guess what?

You cocksuckers killed my men.
So fuck you.

Relax.

I'm only telling you this 'cause

we don't know how many of these
scumbags are out there.

This mullah has access
to cells in the States.

We've got to assume they're
coming after you.

I think they already have.

What do you mean?

That explosion uptown?

I was supposed to be
in that building.

Then this cocksucker
took a shot at me.

Right?

Right?

We found this.

It's a Kalashnikov.

Is there somewhere you
can go for protection?

Mullah Nur Taraki.

Supposedly we took out his
brother, now he's coming after me.

And Boorman told you this?

Yeah.

If this mullah knows
that you worked for High Star,

then he could start targeting
the whole company.

Don't get too excited now.

Let's-let's be smart about this.

The way I see it, you should

stay here at the compound
till we sort this out.

You're safe here.
No one can touch you.

Or I could redeploy.

You told me yourself,
that's not an option.

I want to go back over
there and waste this mullah

motherfucker before
he gets to me.

If you want to do that,
Chris, I'm going with you.

Let me think about this.

Chris?

Hey, I need to see you.

Did you get my messages?

Yeah, I'd rather
not talk on the phone.

I need your help.

Can you come to my place?

I can be there
at 11:00, is that okay?

I'll see you then.

Great.

Thanks for meeting
me so last minute.

Sure.

What's going on?

I wanted to let you
know that I've decided to try

the High Star case on my own.

I filed the case.

Ellen, you'll be crushed.

Then I'll be crushed.

I'm not going to back down.

It's a terrible idea.

I have to try, Patty.

I think you should

step back, regroup,
find another case.

Ellen Parsons?

Don't make us bring the
war to you, bitch.

You all right?

Not really.

This is what I'm going to be up
against if I go through with this.

Howard Erickson has way
too much to lose.

That's why someone
has to take him down.

You said yourself that
I can't try this case alone.

I know I did.
But I changed my mind.

If you back down now, you'll
just be another attorney.

Maybe that's all I am.

Well, then you're
at a turning point.

Decide what you want.

I thought I had
what it takes, but...

You're tougher than you think.

I'm not you, Patty.

I don't think I can live
like this anymore.

Let me help you.

Help how?

Use my firm, my resources.

I'm grateful, Patty, but no.

The case will be 100% yours.

I have no interest
in interfering.

But I'll support you
any way you want.

I don't know.

Let me help you.
I owe it to you.

My witness's name
is Chris Sanchez.

I'll meet with him tomorrow.

Ellen, gang's all here.

Oh, hey, guys.
You were fantastic.

Tony, scary as hell.
I had no idea.

Come on, I was a
varsity linebacker.

Very true.

- You get what you need?
- Yeah.

Tequila shots.

Drinks are on me.
Seriously, much appreciated.

Anything for Chris.

Cheers.

I would love to stay and get
shit-faced with you guys, but

I'm going to go see him.
Appreciate it. Thanks again.

Of course.

I am not a terrorist.

I know.

Look, here's, uh... $10,000.

Sorry for the trouble.

Why did you do this to me?

I love this country.

Really?

I'm not sure I do.

Chris.

Chris, it's Ellen.

I have some good news...

Hello?

Hello?

Chris?

Hello?

Hey. Hey, Ghwarri.

Hello.

Hello. Where's Chris?

Where's Chris?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the fuck is that?

Possible IED on the right.
I'm going to check it out.

Yeah.

We're here.

So what do we do now, look for
some mullah that doesn't exist?

Let him chase
his tail for awhile.

Okay, but, sir, he
doesn't necessarily believe

Boorman's story.

As long as he's over
there, we're fine for now.

Copy that.

We good?

All good.

Let's do it.

Hope that kid's
going to be okay over there.

You're going to hear
tomorrow, but a few congressmen

have decided to
change their votes.

Congratulations.

Your contracts-- Looks like
they'll be renewed after all.

I appreciate it, Jerry.

See how it all works
out when, uh, when we

do things my way?

♪ When I am through with you

There won't be anything left

♪ When I am through with you

There won't be anything left

When I am through with you. ♪