Medium (2005–2011): Season 3, Episode 17 - Joe Day Afternoon - full transcript

ALLISON:
Dread becomes unannounced and then consumes our feelings

with its irrational
sense of doom.

Have you ever had
the feeling of dread?

I'm not talking about fear.

Fear is immediate.

Fear is what k

A mugger with a gun.

A stranger in your house.

I'm talking about dread.

Dread is persistent.

It gnaws at you.



You can't ignore it.

It just won't go away.

Because that's what dread is.

It's worrying about something
you can't do anything about.

Dread can affect your job,

your home, alter your entire
personality.

Hey, sorry to wake you.

I felt funny leaving
without saying good-bye.

It's so early.
I know.

My ride said he needed
to get in before everybody else.

Your ride?
Yeah.
Remember?

I dropped my car off at the shop
on the way home last night.

Oh, right.

I thought I was driving you.



No, I told you.

I looked through
the company directory and I made

some phone calls-- I got a guy
from work to take me.

What's with the long face?

I don't know.
Funny feeling, like...

Like you're...
I'm supposed to drive you or...

Maybe you're not
supposed to go at all.

You hear that?

Maybe it's the world's
way of telling us

to stay in bed, just...

let a day go by without us.

I'll let you explain
that to my bosses.

Today's the monthly project
management meeting.

But I'm sure they'd be happy
to call it on account of rain.

That's my ride.
Are you sure

you don't want
me to drive you?

I have a funny feeling.
No, it's fine. Really.

If you want to do
something for me,

if it clears, maybe you can
swing by the dry cleaners

and pick up my shirts.

That would be...
(doorbell rings)

Can you grab that?
I'm just going to get my bag.

Hi, uh, I'm Bruce.
I'm here for Joe.

Oh, yeah. Come in, come in.

I'm Allison, I'm Joe's wife.

Hope you brought your ark.

Um, well, let me just...

Uh, check on Joe,
see what he's up to.

Hey, sorry to wake you, but...

You felt funny leaving
without saying good-bye.

Yeah.

I need you to say home.

Honey, that's my ride.

No, I mean it.
I really need you to stay home.

Okay. Can you tell me why?

No. A feeling.

Maybe it's the rain.

Maybe it's the thunder.

Okay, well, the rain
is going to stop,

and the thunder will pass.

I really need to go to work.

The kids really need to go
to school, not to mention...

I know. Your shirts,
the cleaners...

Big meeting. Wish me luck.

Luck...

---Medium S03E17---
Joe Day Afternoon

(thunder clapping)
Ariel!

I'm right here.

Today's going to be
a terrible day.

What makes you say that?

I don't know.
Just a feeling I have.

I mean, look out the window,
it's depressing.

I can't do anything
with my hair.

It's like I know something
bad's going to happen.

I don't know when
and I don't know where.

I kind of want
to crawl back into bed

and wait until the day is over.

Well, don't say that.

You know,
the rain's going to stop.

The thunder's going to pass.

How do you know?

Daddy told me.

Appreciate you doing this.

Not a problem.

No, I mean, really.

I-I've seen you in
these monthly meetings

for a couple years
and I realize,

you know, we don't
know each other and I...

I appreciate you going out
of your way to pick me up.

Don't worry about it.

I forgot my, uh, pass.

Do you-- do you have yours?

Thanks.

DEVALOS:
There's no question about it.

A predominantly
female jury

is going to work
against us in this case.

I just wish I felt
more certain

about some of the men
in the jury pool.

Have you had a chance
to look at any of their files?

Allison?

Thought we lost you there
for a moment.

Oh, no, my... It's my mind.

I just... can't focus
this morning.

Something wrong?

No, I'm just busy

worrying about things
I can't do anything about.

The worst thing is,
I'm not even certain

what those things are.

Oh, look, it stopped raining.

The sun came out.

Just like Joe said it would.

Listen, I'm due in court
in a few minutes.

Why don't we reconvene
this afternoon

when heads and schedules
are a bit clearer?

(phone ringing)
WOMAN:
Oh, my gosh.

How is this possible?

This baby does not like coffee.

What do you mean?

Every time I take a sip

before it even gets
halfway down

the little bugger
sends it gushing up

back through my throat again.

Sounds pleasant.

But I love coffee.

Maybe it's not my baby.

That doesn't seem very likely.

(door opening)
MAN:
Morning everybody.

Where are the boys
from Avionics?

Uh, meeting
with a client in Peru.

Peru? And Systems?

I think they went with.

Of course.

Well, then this
shouldn't take long.

Bruce?

Bruce?

Mr. Kravitz.

Bruce, what are you doing here?

Well...
(clears throat)

This is the monthly
Project Management meeting.

I manage...

Satellite Telemetry Systems.

I've been coming to this
meeting for three years.

Is... I'm sorry,
is there a problem?

Well, a little one.

You are no longer

the manager of
all the satellite telemetry systems.

In fact, you no
longer work here.

Were you not released from
your contract last week?

Did you not surrender
your keys? Your computer?

Your pass? How the hell
did you get in here?

Uh, we rode in together.

I see.

Okay.

Bruce, what are we doing?

Well, Mr. Kravitz, um...

we're offering you, uh,
the opportunity of a lifetime.

We're, uh...

giving you a chance
to reconsider.

But there's nothing
to reconsider, Bruce.

Well, I think there is,
Mr. Kravitz.

There really were
no grounds to fire me.

Really? Is that the way
you look at it?

Am I mistaken?

The Manzee Communications
satellite,

a $60 million satellite,
a satellite on which you were responsible
for the telemetry systems,

didn't that satellite
just fall out of the sky

over Saudi Arabia last month?

Mr. Kravitz...

I came to you

six weeks
before launch,

I told you that
we weren't ready.

I told you that that satellite
wasn't going to stay up there.

I told you that we needed 90 more days
of programming time.

I told you that we needed
another $750,000.

And I explained to you
that we didn't have it.

Your job was
to make it work within the resources
you were given!

You failed,
you were dismissed.

Do you know something?
I think this is all the reconsidering we're
going to do on this.

I'm going to ask
you to leave now.

If you don't leave
within ten seconds,

I'm going to call
Security to assist you, Bruce.

Okay, well...

Here's where we disagree.

Because, uh...

I think we do have more...

to talk about.

Beautiful day.
Beautiful day.

Yes, beautiful day, yes.

Oh, no.

(voice mail):
Hi, you've reached Joe Dubois.

Sorry I'm not around
to take your call,

but leave your name and number,
and I'll get back to you as quickly as I can.
(beeps)

Hey, it's me.

I'm sorry, I suddenly got
that feeling again...

REPORTER (on TV):
We interrupt our current program
to bring you breaking news.

Gunshots have been reportedly
fired inside the offices

Are you done, Ariel?

I need to call my mom.

What are you talking about?
Are you ill?

It's hard to describe.

It's just... I really need
to call my mom.

Are you sure
this isn't something the nurse can
help you with?

All right, give me your test
and I'll write you a pass to the principal's.

Come on, move!

Hi, you've reached Joe DuBois.

Sorry I'm not around...

I guess everybody heard
that shot.

They're evacuating the building.

Everyone's outside already.

Please be seated.

Excellent, our tax dollars at work.

Okay, so now we've shot
a hole in the ceiling,

we've all surrendered our
cell phones, where to next?

I'd like to move this along--
I have desk full of work

and the wife has tickets
to the theater tonight.

Is this a joke to you?
Does this amuse you?

I'm sorry-- do you sense
amusement here, Bruce?

Well, forgive me.

Whatever I've done
to give that impression,

I apologize. I am not amused.

Not in the least.

A little bored,

a little peeved.

Wouldn't want to be sitting
beneath that hole

if the rains starts up again,
but amused? I think not.

So what say
we get to it?

What's your end game?
What do you want?!

I told you.

I told you what I want,
Mr. Kravitz.

I want my job back,
my pension, my health benefits,

my life insurance.

I want it to be as though
last week never happened.

Little late for that,
don't you think?

Well, wait a second.

Let's talk about it.

Is it too late?

If nobody's hurt,

everybody's fine.

Yeah, there's a hole
in the ceiling,

but that can be fixed.

So what about his job?

Is there something,
anything to talk about here?

Are you serious?

First of all, I'm not
agreeing to anything

when there's a gun
pointed at me.

Well, he makes
a good point, Bruce.

What's it gonna take to get you
to put that gun away?

There's really nothing
to talk about until you do.

All right, how about Melinda?

How about you let her
go out the door and down the stairs?

All the stress is not
good for her or her baby.

No one's going anywhere.

Why don't you have a seat, Joe?

The man has spoken.

We'd all better do
as he says or who knows?

He may take his pop gun

and put another
hole in the plaster.

Mr. Kravitz...
Please.
You know what?

I've had about as much of this
as I care to.

If he were gonna
do something,he'd have done
it by now.

He's got one gun.

Who knows how many bullets?
He's already wasted one.

Look at him.

Does he threaten you?

He doesn't threaten me.

In fact, you know
what I'm gonna do?

I'm leaving.

I'm gonna walk out
that door right now

and let's see if he
tries to stop me.

I may have spoken
a bit precipitously.

Joe!

Joe Dubois?!

Has anyone seen
Joe DuBois?! Joe!

Looking for somebody?

My husband. He works here.

He's not answer his cell phone.

I don't see him anywhere.

Do you know what's going on?

Who's still in there?

We're trying
to figure that out.

Actually, if you give
me his name,

we'll have people
look out for him.

Joe DuBois. D-U-B-O-I-S

REPORTER:
A shot or shots were fired
at Aerodytech.

As you can see from the shot
from our Action News chopper,

(knocking)
police are starting
to gather up...

I'm sorry to bother you,
Principal Philips,

but I need to call my mom

and they said I couldn't use the
phone without your permission.

What's so urgent it can't wait
till school's out, Ariel?

It's just... I have this
really bad feeling.

Anything you want to talk
to me about?

No.

Ariel, what do you think
your mom can do

to make that feeling go away?

I don't know.

Maybe say something.

I'm gonna say no, Ariel.

because you're in
the eighth grade,

and by the time
we get to the eighth grade,

even though we have
bad feelings,

we should be able
to get through the day

without talking
to our moms and dads.

I'm gonna ask you to go back
to your classroom

and whatever feelings you have,

they're just gonna have to wait
until the end of the day, okay?

Yeah.

MAN:
This way,
Mr. District Attorney.

Mr. District Attorney!

Allison, what
are you doing here?

My husband works here.

Can you help me
find out if he's all right?

You're just in time.

We're just about
to try and make contact.

Do you know where
he is, who he is?

Basically,

we're just dialing extensions until somebody picks up.

Checking your e-mail?

Here's the thing: I can't
give you your job back.

That ship has left the dock,
but it's not too late.

You let us walk out
of here, all of us,

and we'll come up
with a story.

We're all engineers,

we're in this room
testing some new polymer

and we got the idea
to fire a gun at it.

And you're here 'cause this
used to be your project.

Anyway, this new polymer, it's
supposed to be bulletproof,

so we shot at it to test it.

Didn't even realize
the building had
been evacuated.

That's the story and
we all stick with it.

I write you a glowing
letter of recommendation

and six months from now

you have a better job
than you ever had here.

Is anyone else hot?

I-I'm hot.

I turned the air off.

It's one of the first things
they do when they think they've got a hostage situation
on their hands.

Aaron,
I want you to go over to the window
and lower the blinds.

Would you do that
for me, please?

I think it'll bring down
the heat a little bit.

Oh, Aaron,

put your hands on your head
on the way over there

so that they know
you're not armed.

You know, I don't want
you to get shot by accident.

Joe, will you answer that
for me, please?

Hello?

They want
to speak with you.

Tell them I'm not actually
taking calls right now.

He won't come to the phone.

MAN:
Can you tell me
his name?

His name?

He'd rather I didn't say.

Us? There are
four of us plus him.

Our names?

Let's not make it
too easy for them.

Again, he'd rather I didn't say.

Yes, he's armed.

No, he hasn't, not yet.

What? He hasn't what?

Hurt anyone.

They're asking
if you've hurt anyone.

Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!

You can hang up
the phone now, Joe.

They know everything
they need to know.

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We heard gunshots.

Hello?

He's gone.

Do we know where he is?
We made contact through

an extension in the
west conference center.

Well, then he's practically
friends and family.

Let's call him back.

Um...

Okay, well, who wants
to make sure Aaron's dead

and who wants to pick up the
phone so that it stops ringing?

Melinda, why don't you check his pulse,
and, Mr. Kravitz,
(ringing)

you know how
to work a phone,

don't you?

Now hang it up.

And when they call
back in 30 seconds,

just do it again
and keep doing it

until they get the idea
to stop calling me.

Okay, um... Joe?

I'm going to need you
over here, please.

There's no pulse.

I don't feel any pulse.

He has-- He has
no pulse.

Have a seat.

Okay, Joe, um...
(clears throat)

I'm going to need you to sign
into your Aerodytech account.

He just keeps hanging up.

Oh, my God.

What?

Let's step outside.

You see something
there, don't you?

It's a man Joe works with.

The fact that you're seeing
him and I'm not means...

Do you think you could
get the police

to let me across the barricade,
let me up there?

Maybe I could talk to him.

Maybe I could find out
what he knows,

what's going on up there.

Maybe I could find out
about Joe.

BRUCE:
Joe Dubois just called.

Did you hear what I said?

That was Joe Dubois.
He needs a ride to work.

I mean,
that's a...

I mean, that's
fate, right?

I mean, that's...
that's...

that's providence.

I'm supposed to go back there.

No, you're not.
You were fired.

Honey, I was unfairly dismissed.

And...

and I'm sick.

Honey...

I'm dying.

And every day this thing
eats more and more of my brain.

Two months... right?

The doctor said two months.

And you need money.

Right?

And if they won't
give me my job back

and they won't give you
my pension...

Gail, honey,

you're gonna
need money.

I'm sorry.

I... that...

that's all I can do. I...

That's as far as I can go.

I don't have...

access to that part
of the system.

To the root directory?

You don't have access
to the root directory?

Oh, my goodness.

Who would?

I mean, a clearance
like that would require

someone in senior
management, someone the company could rely on
in a time of crisis

to exhibit courage
and character and loyalty.

We all know who
I'm talking about.

I can't get you into
the root directory, Bruce.

Believe me, I would if I could.

But, honestly...
Really?

Well, I'll tell you what
I'm going to do, Mr. Kravitz.

I'm going to promote you, okay?

I'm going to make it your job to
get me into the root directory.

I guess I'm going to need you
to make it work...

with the resources
that you have available to you.

It's not about resources.

It's about being given a task that I am simply incapable
of performing.

Surely you can see
the distinction there.

Yeah, I'm afraid I don't
see the distinction!

Okay, so I think that...

I think this discussion is over.

So I'm going to
need you to get up,

walk over here,
sit your ass in the chair

and get me
into the root directory.

Mr. Kravitz...

you're wasting my time.

But as I just
explained to you,

I don't know the first thing
about how to get you...

Hey.
He's okay.

He's okay. Joe.

Sit down, all right?

Just a memory jogger.

Right, Mr. Kravitz?

All right.

It's not too bad.
It's not too bad.

Okay... (clears throat)

so about the root directory.

Joe's still alive.

If you enter from the back of the building,

you won't be seen
from the window...
Sorry to interrupt.

But as you know, Mrs. Dubois'
husband is one of the hostages.

Apparently, he was able
to hold on to his cell phone until a few moments ago

and has given her a great deal
of information

about what's
going on inside.

The hostage taker's a former employee
named Bruce Rossiter.

See if he has a wife
or a mother,

and see if we can get them
down here, all right?

In addition
to my husband,

there's a senior executive
named Dylan Kravitz

and a pregnant engineer named
Melinda Bell are still up there.

A junior engineer named
Aaron Cahill was the man we heard being shot
earlier--

he is dead.

And we're certain of that?

Yes, we're absolutely certain.

You're in.

Nicely done, Mr. Kravitz.

Now pull up everything there is
in Beta Omicron.

TV REPORTER:
Reports continue to leak out of a unconfirmed
death here at Aerodytech.

Our sources informing us that
the identity of the deceased

is being withheld pending
notification of next of kin.

Principal Phillips, I really
need to use that phone.

Ariel, we've had
this conversation.

Aren't you supposed
to be in class?

Yeah, I know.

But this is really urgent.

Really urgent? No.

The only thing
that's really urgent is that you get back to class.

And what would you do
if I said no?

Excuse me?

What would you do if I told you

that I'm just not
going back to class?

Come in here, young lady.

Have a seat.
We're calling your parents.

????

Okay, good.

Copy all of those and
don't leave anything out.

Okay, but do you mind if I ask what is
all this stuff for,

posterity?
You won't be able to sell it.

It's not as if any of our
competitors are interested

in buying designs of satellites
that fall out of the sky.

Well, you never know.

There's always eBay.

You've already done
the programming corrections,

haven't you?

You've done them
yourself.

I told you not to and
you did them yourself...

on your own time,
on your own dime.

You have a buyer already,
haven't you?

You want to know
the ironic part, Mr. Kravitz?

I did it for you.

I did it for Aerodytech.

What a fool, huh?

Bruce, this makes
no sense.

You've killed a man.

You're never going
to get away with this.

I know.

I... I guess I must just be
out of my mind, huh?

Mrs. Rossiter.

You're married
to Bruce Rossiter.

Yes, Bruce is my husband.

Why, has something happened?

It's terrifying
to open your door and see

the police standing there
and not know why.

I've just had
this feeling

that today was going
to be a bad day.

Have you turned on
your television today?

Listened to the radio?

No.
Did you know

your husband was coming here
to Aerodytech today?

This man called him last night
and asked him for a ride

and he thought
it was a sign.

So he was going to go in
and ask for his job back.

Why?

Something happened?
Is something wrong?

We believe your
husband is inside

holding a number of
people hostage.

(ringtone playing)
We also believe

he may have already
killed one man.

MRS. ROSSITER:
Nonsense.

That's crazy.

Bruce wouldn't
hurt anyone.

Certainly no one here.
He loved this company.

Hello?
Ms. Dubois?

Yes, this is Principal Phillips over at North Street
Middle School.

I have Ariel in my office.

Is something wrong?
Is she all right?

No, no, she's fine.

But, frankly, she's been
refusing to go to class.

May I talk to her?
Can I please just talk to her?

Looks like someone's
getting their wish.

Mom?

Ariel, not today.
You can't do this to me today.

Mom, don't talk.

Just listen.

I saw this man...

and Dad called him and asked him
for a ride to work...

No! The man you're talking
about is not my husband.

He wouldn't kill anyone.
He couldn't kill anyone.

Isn't it true, Mrs. Rossiter,

that your husband has
a disease of the brain?

That he only has
weeks to live?

He's already a dead man,
isn't he?

Which means everyone that he
is holding at gunpoint up there

is most certainly dead, too.

They're starting to position
men inside the building to breach the conference room.

They don't know
what else to do.

He won't get on the phone
and negotiate with them.

He seems determined
to do whatever it is
he's doing up there.

And now that we know
he's terminal...

From the moment I opened my
eyes this morning, I knew it.

I could feel it.

I wanted him to stay home.

But he just couldn't feel it
the way that I could feel it.

I'm so sorry, Allison.

I wish there were
more I could do.

You skipped one.

You skip one it's worthless.

I'm sorry. It was
an accident. I'm sorry.

Joe, would you mind?

Joe, hang it up now please.

It's your wife.

Okay... every,
every single file.

Every single file.

Just... just slide it over.

Gail?

Oh, my God, Bruce.

What are you doing?

Honey, I don't know
what you mean.

I told you I was coming here.

I'm doing what I have to do.

But you should see it
out here.

There are police everywhere.

Everything's going
to be okay, honey.

They're saying you killed a man.

Is it true? Did you...

actually kill someone?

Gail, I know what
I'm doing, okay?

Oh, I don't think you do.

I think the cancer
in your brain

is making you go crazy.

Gail, that's...
(clearing throat)

that's our business, okay.

I don't want to
discuss that here.

You'll be dead, and me,
your son,

we'll still be living here
and people will know

what you've done.

Tell you what, um, honey,
I'm almost done.

So just let me do
what I have to do, okay?

No, I can't.

Am I ever going
to see you again?

Well, that's up
to the police, honey.

What about the other ones--

the people you're holding?

Will they see
their families again?

I need to hang up now, honey.

Yeah, but the police...

they think you're going
to kill them all.

Tell them you're not going
to kill them all.

Gail... I love you.

Oh, Bruce...

You tell Ethan, that I love him.

I love him so much.

Okay, I have to hang up
now, babe.

Bruce?!

I'm almost done.

So, is that true?

You really sick?

Why don't you think about it,
Mr. Kravitz,

you can't do something like this

and expect to have
any kind of a future.

Well, I have a future!

I have a baby!

We all have futures, Bruce.

I mean, think about it.

It really...

I mean it really
just comes down to you.

You can give us that.

You can... you can
show us the mercy

that you feel has
been denied you.

And that would be,
at least in part, a-a-a...

a legacy

that you could leave
to your family.

KRAVITZ:
He's right.
You should be thinking of your family right now.

You don't want to do this to them.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare pretend
to give a crap about my family.

If you possessed
even an ounce of mercy,

an ounce of fairness,

none of us
would be here.

But you don't.

And we are.

No! There is no reason

for you to kill us.

Bruce, you are a logical man.

What... What purpose
could it possibly serve

for you to shoot
us all? None.

There's no reason

why we couldn't
all walk out of here.

Think, Bruce, think about it.

Joe, I have thought about it.

And everything
we've done here...

every key stroke on the computer
has been completely encrypted.

Understand?

So six months from now
when my wife gets a call

from a lawyer
in the Cayman Islands

telling her about
her unexpected windfall,

no one will be able to trace it
back to this room.

To any of us.

To what's happened here.

Unless...

you know, unless someone
makes it out that door.

I'm really, really sorry.

Upon my signal--
all firearms at the ready.

No. No.

How are you going to do it?

What do you mean?

I mean, you only get
one shot, you know.

One shot and every policeman
in Phoenix who can fire a gun

is coming through that door.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I can shoot three people.

No, you can't!

No... No!

Don't anybody move!

Allison.
(laughing)

Allison?

The dread...

I think it just left.

ARIEL:
Mom...

Shh.

What are we doing?

We're watching
Daddy sleep.

It's the first time he's
slept through the night

since Aaron's funeral.

Oh, look, he's smiling.

I was afraid he would
never smile again.

Hope, like dread, it often
comes unannounced,

and then thankfully
intoxicates us

and inoculates our feelings

with an irrational sense
of joy and optimism.

Hope is the high,
dread is the low.

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.