Interrogation (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Det. Dave Russell vs Kim Decker 1982 - full transcript

I need an ambulance. Hurry.

My mom--
she's fucking dying, okay?

Just get over here.

Marco?

Marco?

Okay, fine. You're cheating.

Marco?

Polo!Aah!

Now I have to kill you.

Well, you got to
catch me first.

I got raisin fingers.



I got whipped cream mouth.

You're gonna ruin
your lunch.

This is lunch.

Eric.

I'm stealing you
for a moment.

Honey, it's okay.

Three minutes.

Henry has his stamps...

but I have these.

He bought me this one

on Eric's first birthday.

But that...

is worth more than
all of them put together.

30 days sober.



That's hard work.

You changed your life,

and you helped Eric
change his.

You need
to try this one on.

No. No, I'm still wet.

I'll wreck it.Don't be silly.

Minks live in water.

Okay.

Wearing one makes
you feel like

you should be
wearing one.-

If I were a nicer person,
I'd give you that.

So...

things are good?

With Eric?

Kim, honey.

I'm not asking you
to give up state secrets.

It's just...

...he said he's
been sober before.

We all have, Mrs. Fisher.

Lying's part of the disease.

You're right.

I'm sorry to put you
on the spot.

I guess I'm just...
used to worrying about him.

He's doing great.

He's doing more than great.

And for the record,
he's real fuckin' sober.

Look, we have to get
back in an hour.

I'll be in my room.

She's not as bad as you said.

Sports hero.

Not just sports.

Stop. She's right
down the hall.Who cares?

Who cares?

You like the way I kiss?

I love...

...the way you kiss.

What else?

You know what else.

What else?

I need you.

I do.

But right now, babe...

we got to go.

But you didn't have

any real lunch.

Sobriety first, Mary.

Thank you, Mrs. Fisher.
We had a really great time.

I'd like to report an assault.

Did you hear me?

McFeeble
in personnel, please.

Yes, I will hold...

Hey, I got some Adam Henry
busting my balls.

A kid, some assault beef...I gotta go

door-knock a subpoena.

I got this one.

Put him in Interview 1.

Thanks, Russ.

Decker.

Kimberly Decker.

D- E-C-

K- E-R.

Um...

Black hair.

She's 16, I think.

Shorter than me.

Thick glasses.

Time of the assault?

Thursday...

9:15, she pushes through my door

with her brother Kevin.

Took you a while to come in.

Yeah.

They cracked my rib.

So...

Her brother's got
brown hair, um, s...

Six-foot,
built, Marine.

You know, he-he came
at me, like, hard.

And while I was
defending myself,

Kim comes up behind me, she
smashes me over the head

with a fucking beer bottle,
knocks me out cold.

I mean, you can feel it.

I'll take your word for it.

Anyway, I come to,
and there's nobody there.

Any witnesses?

No.

And this attack
came out of nowhere?

Look, I barely know her, man.

Okay. I have everything I need.

Check this out.

What is he looking at?

So, if you
barely knew her...

Hey. How did you know
it was her older brother Kevin?

Um, I met him once.

Thanks, E.

Yeah? Where?

Pacific Tides House.

He would... he would,

pick her up
sometimes.

It's a drug rehab
in, Santa Monica.

Looks like her brother
was motivated.

Yeah. He's her...
he's her brother, man.

A Marine.

So, in my experience, they
generally need a good reason.

Come on.
They're fucking order takers.

I served in the Marines.

Cool, man.

I... You know,

no disrespect. So did...
so did... so did my dad.

I just... I just mean, you know,
you guys have, like, a...

you know, Marines have,
like, a...

sense of duty.

And first-class
bullshit detectors.

So, this attack...

Hey.

It didn't happen out of nowhere.

Fine. Um, I saw her freebasing

a couple weeks ago,
and I told her counselor.

I didn't want to narc her out.

I was just...
I was just trying to help her.

They kicked her out of
the program, and...

her dad came down
really hard on her.

Okay. I'll look into it.

Move.

What'd you tell him?Just...

Come on. Move.

Relax.
I kept you out of it.

It's payback time, Chris.

They're gonna lock up Kim
and her asshole brother.

Afternoon.

Detective Dave Russell,
Van Nuys Police Department.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions

with regard
to an assault

on Eric Fisher.

Unbelievable.

I- I've never freebased
cocaine in my life.

Knocking people out
with a beer bottle

is aggravated assault.

A beer bottle?

He grabbed me,
wouldn't let go.

I hit him with his own
fucking bong, and...

...and I didn't
knock him out.

He ran away.

That's when Chris
jumped into it.

Chris. I thought your
brother's name was Kevin.

Chris is Eric's roommate.
I don't know his last name.

Kevin and I split when Chris
started swinging a wrench.

I'm gonna need to talk to Kevin.

Good luck. He's,
on his way back to Grenada

to guard fucking sheep.

I just...

went there
to get my stuff back.

So, you two were together--
you and Fisher.

Sounds like
a rough breakup.

And you brought your brother

with you to get your stuff,
your Marine brother.

It's okay.

If something happened

between the two of you before...

It's...

My parents are gonna be...
home any second.

So you two met
at rehab?

Pacific Tides House?

It's the one true thing
he told you.

I don't want to.

Look at your dad
and say it.

I... I can't.

It's easy, Kim-- six words.

"When I see you,

I feel..."

When I see you,
I feel like dying!

You okay?

They send you to get me?

Nope.

I sent myself.

To give you a nice...

friendly Eric hug.

Here.

And to say that
when I see you,

I think that your dad
must be a real dick.

Want to get out of here?

I can't.
My dad will freak.

So will mine.

I love this car.

It's a '66? Really?

1966.
That's the year I was born.

Really?-

Well, that's a sign.

So I get it.
He had a car.

No.

He got me. Um...

He understood.

You're not crazy.

Your dad doesn't know
what he's talking about.

It's not his fault, though.

I mean, when I was younger,

I saw things.

Things that
weren't real.

How do you know?

Because they just...

because they
couldn't be.

You feel like you live...

in a different world,

and that nobody...

sees things
the way that you do.

You got to
trust yourself

to know what's real...

for you.

That is not how
my dad sees it.

Yeah, well,
that's his problem.

And you know that.

I got to deal with this

assault complaint.

I need a... a little help here.

He picked me up from school

every day, and then...

it was back to his apartment.

Every day.

School,

his apartment.

Yeah, I should have
seen the signs.

In the end,

I couldn't stand how he looked,

how he smelled.

Kim?

Kim? Kim?

I got a problem here.

If you don't tell me
what happened,

No, that can't happen.I have no choice.

It only happened once.

A couple of
months ago.

My parents can't know
I told you.

No.

Okay.

You got something to tell me?

How do you like
your steak?

Are you cheating on me?

What? What?

Kim, no. Come on.

Then how the fuck
did I get herpes?

It's a...

That's a good question.
How did you get herpes?

Who the fuck
have you been with?

Nice try.

You think I don't know
about you and Melanie?

Chris's girlfriend?

Fucking please.

We're finished.

Wait.Don't... touch me.

Fuck. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.Don't motherfucking touch me!

I said I'm fucking sorry!

Open the door!

Open the fucking door!

I hate you.

Shut up!

I'm sorry.

I know you didn't
cheat on me.

I- I do.

Thank you.

That means
a lot to me.

What the hell's going on here?

Detective Dave Russell, LAPD.

You can't talk to her alone.
She's 16 years old.

Come with me, honey.

It's all right.

It's all right. We're fine.

Well, I'm checking on

an assault complaint
for an Eric Fisher.

She has nothing to do
with that punk.

You want to press charges?

It's been handled, Detective.

The Fisher kid's father and I--
we worked it out.

You worked it out?GINA: Kim, honey?

My daughter has
serious problems.KIM: Leave me alone!

Sounds to me like the Fisher kid
assaulted your daughter.

And what--
you let his dad pay you off?GINA: Kim?

My daughter's delusional,
Detective.

She sees and hears things

that never happened.

Thanks for coming by, Detective.

He did it again.

There should be
30 more dollars in here.

That was me.

I- I was short on cash
this morning.

Did you climb through
the window to get it?

Next time, clean up your dirt.

Your son is stealing
from us again.

He's back on drugs.

Mary, I told you,
I took it.

Eric is fine.

My God, you believe that?

And I got some cash today,
so I can pay you back.

Kim Decker?

We didn't kick her out.

Her parents transferred her
to Northridge.

It's an inpatient program,
specializes in dual diagnosis.

When?

A couple months ago.

And God knows where after that.

Program junkies.

And yeah.

When she was here,
the Fisher kid was all over her.

He was a bad influence?
A couple weeks

after Kim left, we caught him
freebasing in the parking lot.

And you kicked him out.

There's no freebasing on campus.

It's one of our big rules.

Did he do something to Kim?

You should talk
with her parents. The mom.

She and Kim,
they're pretty tight.

Hey, there.

Hey.

You worked today?

Ellen asked me
to cover her shift.

Mommy, my hair!

You finish her,
I'll finish dinner.

- This one's name is Leafy.
- This one's name is B.B.

This one's name is Lucky.

And this one's name is B.B.

B.B.?

I am the hair-drying monster.

I'm the hair-drying monster!

Go away, monster.

Monster dry.Go away, monster.

Monster dry.

That's 32 extra horses

right there, man.

You're a fucking
wizard, man.

Hit it, Chris.

About fucking time.

Yeah.

Kill it. Kill it!

Shit. Fuck.Yo, you almost burned

his fucking face off.I-I know, Trey.

Fuck!Are you okay?

We can't do this shit
with no money, man.

So let's get some.

My man Romer's got

some sweet new producto.

Romer's Hells Angels.Peruvian flake.

Real money, real quick.

Great. Then-then you deal it.

"E.T. Performance Auto."

Eric and Trey.
No more stupid

fucking bullshit
dumpster diving.

A real business, all right?
A neon sign so big,

you can see that shit from
fucking Mulholland Drive, man.

It's time to man up.

Henry said that
he took the money?

That's just perfect.

Sounds just like him.

You should really think
about inpatient care again.

Henry won't pay
for another rehab.

Well, if Eric had cancer,
would he pay for chemo?

Addiction is a disease.

You have to treat it.

And he has to want
to get better.

You know,
taking him groceries,

paying for
that apartment...

it's not helping, honey.

He's just getting worse.

We have to help him.

Really help him.

Or he's gonna die.

Mare?

Do you want me
to get the door?

Afternoon.
I'm looking for Henry Fisher.

Is he home?

May I ask what this is about?

Kim helped him.

And you, what,

paid her parents off so she

wouldn't file charges?Honey, calm down.

He attacked that girl.

We don't know that.

No more.

The apartment, the money.

It stops now.

Mary, he's our son.

That's right,
and you're his father.

Yes, right,
and it's all my fault?

I booked a
bed for him at

the New Ellis Clinic.

I wrote a check for $2,500.

What, without asking me?

Make sure it clears.

He's checking in

Friday morning,
10:00 a.m. sharp.

Make sure your
son shows up.

This girl...

she's telling the truth.

It's-it's these fucking parents.

Pay attention here.

DDA Shapiro, please.

Rod.

James Connor, Van Nuys.

Look, Dave Russell's
coming in with an assault.

He said, she said,
fucked-up teens.

Feels like a reject to me.

I'd appreciate that.

Walk over, get your blue slip,
and move on.

It's my fucking case.

Not much of one.

You can thank me later.

You've really got your mom
worked up about this.

Yeah.
Well, she's...

she's serious
about this rehab thing.

And-and so am I.

I- I think it's
a good idea.

I know, and
you're right.

I have to go.

And I will.

I will.
I just...

I'm in trouble.

Right now I...

I owe money, and I have to pay.

Drug money.

Yeah.

All right.

Then... then think
of it this way.

The... this New Ellis
Clinic thing?

It's...
it's salvation and escape.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Dad, you can't hide
from these people.

They will find me.

How much do you owe?

A lot.

Okay, here's the plan.

If I give you the money now

and we go and pay
these people off,

you're at the house
first thing Friday morning...

Yes...ready to check in.

Yes.

Okay, fresh start?

Fresh start, yes.

On my life.

On yourlife.

I swear to God.

So, how-how much is "a lot"?

I'm gonna pay you back.

I swear.

You getting straight
is paying me back.

Yeah.
Okay?

What are you doing?

Well, you're not
going in there alone.

You're not going in there.Yes, I am.

You look like a cop.

Okay?

You're gonna get me killed.

Just...

Relax.

Eric, Eric!

Five minutes, I'm coming in.

Okay.

Phoebe, get away
from that fucking door.

If you want in...

I'm motherfucking in.

Well, then you're in.

: Okay?WOMAN: Okay.

The man's in back.

Four months after automaker

John Z. DeLorean was arrested
on drug charges,

he now claims he was lured
into a drug sting

by the federal government

and pressured to remain involved
by death threats.

Can't park here, asshole.

I know who you are, man.

Carano's friend.

Gearhead with
the dream.

Eric.

You think you can
move some flake?

That's right.

Trey told me that...Let's see it.

Come on, big man.

The long green. What do you got?

Quarter ounce, pure. Six bills.

We're not done.

So, Carano tells me you're
throwing a big party,

you're gonna gram
that shit out.

You need more, Eric.

Look, that's all I-I got, man.

Opportunity knocks.

Credit.

It's the American way, brother.

I don't know
when I can pay you back.

After your party.

Whatever you
don't sell,

bring it back along
with the cash.

And as long as it all adds up
to $1,200, we're cool.

And Carano believes
in you, man.

He thinks you're
gonna sell all of it.

When you guys open that shop...

you can trick out my ride.

Jesus Christ.

What the...

What the hell are you doing?

It's over. Come on.

Eric, listen, our house.

Friday morning, 9:00 a.m. sharp.

Okay.Okay? I'm taking you

to New Ellis myself.And I'm gonna be there.

I swear to God,
and look, thank you.

You're a great father.

Wha...

Shit.

You did good, man.

You did real
fucking good.

Check it out.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

Ten, 12,

14, 16,

18, 20. This is what
we sell first, right?

All right?
This is what we owe.

That'll cover it, okay?

Everything else, you hide.

All right?
You don't tell me where.

That's pure profit.

All right?

That right there,
that's $5,000.

Okay?

That right there,

that's E&T Performance.

E.T. Performance.Fucking A, man.

Now, take a few,
take these three,

deal them out as samples
so that people have a taste.

Everything else...

60 bucks, okay? No freebies.

Now,

if you gents
will excuse me,

I got a little
more,

work to do.

Shit.

You want to shoot.

You want to be like Trey.

All right.

You want to run that shit?

You want to go for the gusto?

That's for the future.

Right now,
you got work to do.

All right?

Right now,
you're building a dream.

Our dream, okay?

Here you go.

Hey.

You're in this,
too, baby.

Don't feel bad.

You can,

help clean our tools.

Ha!

Get the fuck out of here.

Asshole.

Shit.
I feel like I know calculus.

Square root of four

is two,
square root of 12 is... four.

Open up.

LAPD!CHRIS: Fuck! Get rid of
the coke. Hide the coke.

Fuck! Um...

Hey! Hey!Help.

Shh! Don't you fucking breathe.

I got this.

Freeze, motherfucker!

Very fucking funny, Melanie.

Fucking guys!

Aw, I'm sorry, baby.Aw...

Shit his fucking
pants, man.

Amy, tell Chris
you're sorry.

Hey, Eric. Where's the party?

Right here, right fucking now.

Thanks, man.

Come.

Yeah!

What's up, man?What's up, man?

Hi. How are you?

You tell me.

Let's fucking dance!

Nah, it's cool, man.

I know you guys
are good for it.All right, man.

Here.

It's on me.

Thanks, Eric.

How we doing?

We're getting rich.

Yeah. Nice. Can I see this?

What the fuck?!

You've been giving away
E.T. Performance all night, man.

Fuck you, man!

That dope is mine.

Fucking leech.

Fuck you. Fuck...

Trey, stop!

Let him go, Trey!

Hey! I'll cut your
fucking throat!

Piece of shit.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Whatever you say, big man.

Party's over.

Come on, Amy.

Fucking asshole.

Come here.

You okay?

You really got
to learn how to fight, man.

I can't keep bailing
you out.

I know how to fight.

Really?Yeah.

Then show me.

I was in a pool, man.

"I was in a pool."Stop.

you know how to fight.
Prove it.
Stop.

I'll give your little picture
back if you show me

that you know
how to fight.
Stop. Stop.

Stop? You want me to stop?Yes. Don't.

Show me.

Shit! Okay.

Fuck you, man.

Impressive. Impressive.

I'm no faggot, faggot.
Get the fuck off me.

What the f...
Fuck off, man.

What the fuck did you call me?

Fuck, man.
Shit.

I- I'm sorry.

Fuck you!
Get your shit.

Get the fuck out!

Don't fucking
touch my shit!

You really don't
want to do that!

Okay.

Hey.

Look at you, so worked up.

You take some lines
without me?
Yeah.

I owe you.

Don't worry.
He'll be here.

You keep telling
yourself that.

Are you coming back?

Fuck.

No. God, fuck!

Can't fucking
find it...

Fuck! I can't fucking
find this shit! Fuck! Shit!

Eric.

Whatever you're looking for,
it doesn't matter.

You think?
Fucking really?It doesn't matter.

You need to come with me.

No, no, no, no, no. No. No! No!Yeah. I need you to come...

I- I need to find it,
and you need to fucking help me.

I want to help you.

I do. That's why I'm here.

Shit. Fuck. No.

No.

But unless you come
with me right now,

I can't do that.

Um...

Okay. No.

No.Last chance, Eric.

Okay. No. No.

No. Fuck.

Fuck.

Shit.

Wait! Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

Please, please, wait.

Mom, Mom, I'm going. Okay?

I swear. I swear I'm going.

You need to get
in the car right now.

No, no, I just... I got to...
I got a couple things

I got to straighten
out here, okay?

But I'm gonna be
there later today.

All right?

Okay.

All right.

See you.

I'm going!

I'm gonna go! I promise!

Mary, what are you doing?

M- Mary, listen,
I- I-I just talked with Eric.

We-we have a new plan. Okay?

And I talked
with New Ellis,

and they're on board
with it, too, okay?

It's all worked out.

Mary, he's checking in
tomorrow morning, okay?

If you're looking for Henry

or Mary Fisher, leave a message,
and we'll call you back.

If you're looking for Eric,

this machine no longer accepts
messages on his behalf.

If you're looking for Henry

or Mary Fisher, leave a message,
and we'll call you back.

If you're looking for Eric,

this machine no longer accepts
messages on his behalf.

Jesus.

Eric...

What can I do for you?

I was gonna
ask you the same.

What can I do for you?