The Bridge (2013–2014): Season 1, Episode 10 - Old Friends - full transcript
Showdown on the bridge as the Killer reveals his endgame.
Previously on The Bridge...
MARCO:
Where's my family?
SONYA: Gus, do you know a person
named Kenneth Hasting?
GUS: Mr. Hasting?
The guy who works with Alma?
KENNETH:
You have a beautiful family, Marco.
MARCO:
Where are they?
KENNETH:
With me.
Hold on to this very tight.
ALMA:
Oh, God.
KENNETH:
Now, careful.
Take your hand off that lever,
you only have five seconds
to say good-bye to your daughters.
ADRIANA:
Daniel Frye.
GUS:
Why would Mr. Hasting do this?
SONYA:
It doesn't make sense.
GUS:
What?
GUS:
Where are we going?
Why are you doing this?
KENNETH:
How old are you?
GUS:
Nineteen.
(Sniffles)
KENNETH:
Caleb would have been 17.
You could have been friends.
Caleb and Gus.
(Gus sniffles)
Everything could have been...
different.
GUS:
What are you going to do?
KENNETH:
To you?
GUS:
Yes.
KENNETH: For Caleb, it was the sins
of the mother.
For you, the father.
GUS:
He's a good person.
KENNETH:
Is he a good dad?
(Gus sobs softly)
GUS:
He wants to be.
KENNETH: And it's the thought
that counts, right?
(Gus sobbing)
♪ Until I'm one ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ My heart ♪
♪ Shall not ♪
♪ Pass through ♪
♪ Until I'm one ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ Our love will be mistaken ♪
WADE:
Hang on a second.
SONYA:
Marco.
He took Gus.
Gray sedan.
2-E-O. 2-E-O.
WADE:
2-E-O.
MARCO:
Shh. Take it easy.
WADE:
I'll stay with her.
We're working on where
he could've taken your son.
- MARCO: How did this happen?
- WADE: I don't know!
We're gonna find him.
Come on.
ADRIANA:
Daniel!
So much for the wagon, huh.
FRYE:
Oops.
(Frye scoffs)
It's, uh...
"Comfort the afflicted
and afflict the comfortable."
ADRIANA:
You can't just go AWOL.
- FRYE: You ever heard of it?
- ADRIANA: I've heard it.
FRYE:
A good journalist...
comforts the afflicted
and afflicts the comfortable.
Finley Peter Dunne,
he said that.
I wrote this when I was...
(blows raspberry) twenty.
ADRIANA:
So be a good journalist.
Quit this shit.
You were doing well.
(Frye sighs)
(Chuckles)
FRYE: You know why I ended up
in my car with that bomb?
ADRIANA:
No.
FRYE: I helped kill
David Tate's wife and kid.
ADRIANA:
Explain.
FRYE:
Six years ago...
and I was, uh...
I was hanging out
with Santi Sol Jr.
And we needed more coke,
so he went back across the bridge
to get some.
He clipped that woman's car.
He just kept going.
ADRIANA:
He did, not you.
FRYE:
Yeah, but this...
this is the part where I become
a shitty human being.
See, instead of, say,
I don't know, testifying,
instead of comforting
the afflicted,
I just let Santi Jr.'s dad
buy me off.
He just came to me one day
and he said,
"Daniel, I have a big cock,
I have a newspaper in Houston.
I want you to work for me."
- ADRIANA: And you said yes.
- FRYE: I said yes.
I said yes so fa...
I didn't even hesitate.
I said yes in two seconds flat.
ADRIANA: That's why Santi pretended
he didn't know you.
FRYE:
Oh, yeah?
He big-timed me?
(Scoffs)
Cooze.
ADRIANA: I hate talking to you
when you're drunk.
(Frye clears throat, coughs)
FRYE:
Oh, well.
ADRIANA:
You can change.
FRYE: I tried...
but obviously, I can't.
ADRIANA: There's a meeting tomorrow,
7:00 a.m., down the street.
FRYE:
12 Steps can suck my dick.
ADRIANA:
Let people help you.
Meet me. I'll go with you.
FRYE: You might be
my only real friend.
(Chuckles ruefully)
ADRIANA:
That's pathetic.
7:00 a.m.
(Sobbing)
GUS: You texted me
saying you were Zina.
KENNETH:
Right.
GUS: And you told me
to give him another chance.
KENNETH:
I did.
(Gus sobbing)
GUS:
So I do not understand.
(Stun gun crackling)
KENNETH:
Neither did Caleb.
(Kenneth clears throat)
(Indistinct radio transmission)
- MARCO: Alma.
- ALMA: Marco.
MARCO:
Alma...
MARCO:
Alma...
DOCTOR:
You're lucky to be alive.
That laceration is long, but it
didn't damage any of the organs.
SONYA:
And my arm?
DOCTOR: You fractured the radius.
Badly.
SONYA:
I can't move it.
DOCTOR:
Can you feel it?
That's just the swelling.
How's the pain?
SONYA:
It's there.
- KITTY: Hey.
- SONYA: Hey.
KITTY:
We brought you some things.
WADE:
What's the prognosis?
DOCTOR: Well, she's gonna need
surgery on the arm.
SONYA: That's not possible
anytime soon.
DOCTOR: You can't leave Sonya.
You nearly died.
SONYA: I thought you said
I was lucky.
DOCTOR:
I said lucky to be alive.
WADE: Doc, could we have a minute,
please?
- DOCTOR: Sure.
- WADE: All right.
KITTY: You know,
maybe you ought to listen to her.
SONYA:
Anything on Gus?
WADE:
Nope.
Marco's getting Alma
somewhere safe.
SONYA: Can you help me
with these?
KITTY: Sure, babe.
Sit yourself down.
WADE:
You should stay here.
SONYA: You know I can't do that.
Gus is alive.
WADE:
Why do you say that?
SONYA:
He wants Marco to suffer.
He wants to draw it out.
KITTY: Vicodin.
It-it's good.
(Sonya groaning)
NICK:
Okay.
Okay, thanks, Shaun,
for trusting us with that.
We have a new face with us
this morning.
FRYE: You want me to do...
do the whole thing?
- NICK: Yeah, yeah.
- FRYE: My God.
(Laughs, snorts)
Um... okay.
My name is Daniel.
If you almost call me Dan,
then I'll kill you.
Stripes.
Um, thank you for telling me
that deeply depressing story,
Shaun.
You actually make me feel
really good about myself,
so that was awesome.
Um, I had my last drink
about 90 minutes ago
and it was delicious.
(Laughs)
(Sighs)
Okay.
(Sighs)
Um...
(Sniffs)
(Crying)
I don't know how you guys
do what you do.
It just seems kind of impossible
to me.
I tried.
I try so hard, and then just,
I get so far
and then shit the bed
and something happens,
and I just get hammered,
and life is so much better
when you're hammered.
(Groans)
But I have...
I have cool people in my life
who think I can change.
I see a lot of cool people...
thank you...
who let me believe in myself.
(Clears throat)
So, thanks for that.
Oh, God.
(Clears throat, sniffles)
So, whatever.
I don't have a watch
or anything, but, uh, look.
It is 8:22...
and, uh, from this point on
I'm gonna give it a shot.
I don't know
how it's gonna go, but...
shit, I'll give it a shot.
(All clapping)
KENNETH:
How touching that all was.
(Frye yells)
(Engine revving, tires squeal)
COOPER:
All right, gang.
This is the haul
from David Tate's apartment.
One pile per victim.
Be quick, but be diligent.
MARCO:
How does that help my son?
COOPER:
We know he's methodical.
If there's a plan for your boy,
it's in here somewhere.
MARCO:
You don't know that.
COOPER:
I know it's our best bet.
SONYA:
Anything on the license plate?
COOPER:
No, ma'am, not yet.
- You okay?
- SONYA: Yeah.
COOPER: All right.
Got Daniel Frye's car bomb here.
Gedman's murder.
Dr. Meadow's murder.
MARCO:
You're bleeding.
SONYA:
Yes.
MARCO:
Everything is coming apart.
(Sighs)
SONYA:
I'm sorry about Gus.
I'm sorry
I couldn't protect him.
MARCO:
There was nothing you could do.
SONYA:
But it was...
It was my job,
and you asked me
to keep him safe,
and I, and I didn't...
I'm sorry. I tried.
WADE: (Snaps his fingers)
Come here.
SONYA:
What are these?
COOPER: These are documents
we can't connect...
WADE:
When did you last sleep?
MARCO:
Uh, who knows?
WADE:
You're not yourself.
MARCO:
I'm fine.
WADE:
I'm required to ask.
Are you sure you don't need
to step away?
What would you do
if someone had your son?
SONYA:
Uniforms found the car.
WADE: Go. Go.
Go, go, go, go.
MARCO:
No, no, no, no, no.
OFFICER: Gravedigger found it
out here an hour ago.
- SONYA: Nothing inside?
- OFFICER: Manual, receipts,
a few things in the glove box.
SONYA:
Marco!
Marco.
It's not him.
It's not Gus.
It's just a grave!
He's playing with you.
MARCO:
I am a man.
A father.
This is not a game!
SONYA: I know.
Come on, get up.
(Both panting)
We won't stop, okay?
Let's go.
(Marco grunts)
RAY: Okay.
Kind of a curveball.
CHARLOTTE:
A curve-up-my-ass ball.
RAY: More like a slider then,
I guess.
CHARLOTTE:
He left me nothing.
RAY: He left you the house
and land.
CHARLOTTE: Kate got the money,
the cars, the art, the furniture.
RAY: I repeat, you got the land
and the tunnel.
KATE: That went super well,
I thought.
CHARLOTTE: You did a really good job
of turning him against me, Kate.
(Kate laughs)
KATE:
So... this one time,
my dad calls me up
in the middle of the night.
And I-I ask him what's up,
you know.
He says, "Oh... it's just another day
married to an idiot."
That was eight years ago.
Pretty sure you turned him
against you.
Bye, whore.
RAY:
Adiós, Kate.
Hey. Forget her.
Look at me, forget her.
We've got the tunnel.
Okay?
We solve the Tim problem
this afternoon,
we put the fear of God in him,
and then we'll be fine.
(Indistinct conversations)
ADRIANA:
Lieutenant Wade?
WADE: Yeah, we're kind of busy
right now.
ADRIANA:
Daniel Frye is missing.
WADE:
He's an addict, right?
ADRIANA:
It's not like that.
We were at an AA meeting,
and I don't...
I don't think it was him
that drove his car away.
WADE:
Yeah? Who was it?
ADRIANA: Daniel helped cover up
the hit-and-run.
David Tate's family.
He told me. That's why
he's been targeted all this time.
MARCO:
Parking ticket.
From the morning the bodies
were left on the bridge.
SONYA:
Not part of the plan.
MARCO: This is not
his apartment address.
- It's something else.
- SONYA: Come on.
We'll call it in on the way.
GUS: (Muffled)
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
(Water splashing)
(Muffled shouting)
GUS:
Is anybody there?!
DORA: I'm sure of it.
He visits one of our residents.
I'd say every few weeks.
- MARCO: Which resident?
- DORA: Mr. Chambers.
- He's probably in the parlor.
- MARCO: Thank you.
WALTER:
He's a nice man.
Warm. Kind.
MARCO:
Do you know who he is?
WALTER:
Of course.
He's my father.
(Marco sighs)
SONYA: Walter Chambers has
a home address on file.
(Marco sighs)
MARCO: David once said
his uncle had Alzheimer's.
SONYA:
David Tate was here that day.
Come on.
(Door alarm chiming)
(Chiming stops)
SONYA:
What are you doing?
MARCO:
What if we can't find him?
SONYA:
We will.
MARCO:
You can't say that.
MARCO: We... hadn't really
talked for years,
and then suddenly
he was back in my life.
We just talked about...
how I wasn't there for him
enough.
And how I'd try to...
do better.
(Sonya sighs)
SONYA:
Tate set that up, too.
MARCO:
Still.
And now I'm gonna...
and now
I'm gonna lose him again?
SONYA:
I can't say we'll find him,
but you can't say we won't.
MARCO:
What if he's not inside?
SONYA:
We'll keep looking.
(Marco sighs)
(Sighs heavily)
SONYA: El Paso PD.
Open the door!
(Marco sighs)
(Metallic creaking)
SONYA: That's where he kept
Cristina's legs.
(Phone ringing)
MARCO:
Gus?
KENNETH:
No.
MARCO:
Jesus, David.
KENNETH: He's a good-looking kid...
Gus.
MARCO: Leave him alone.
Take it out on me.
KENNETH: Well, isn't that
what I'm doing?
MARCO: Let me talk to him
at least.
KENNETH:
That's not possible.
MARCO:
Is he alive?
KENNETH:
For now.
(Marco sighs)
I thought we'd get together.
MARCO:
Why are you doing this?
KENNETH: Because I'm angry,
and I want to talk about it.
MARCO:
All right. Fine.
Where?
KENNETH:
Where are you now?
MARCO:
At your uncle's house.
Hello?
KENNETH:
You actually remembered
something
I told you about myself.
MARCO:
We found the freezer.
KENNETH:
We?
MARCO: Yes.
Sonya's here with me.
KENNETH:
Really?
How is she?
Probably pretty pale.
MARCO:
She's fine.
KENNETH:
I've been meaning to ask her
how she enjoyed getting to know
Jack Childress.
That man has some batshit theories
on the border, doesn't he?
MARCO: Where are we meeting,
David?
KENNETH:
Get in your car.
I'll call you in 60 seconds,
give you directions.
- MARCO: All right.
- KENNETH: Come alone.
Entirely alone.
Leave her.
MARCO:
I will.
SONYA:
You can't do that.
You're doing exactly
what he wants.
- MARCO: Give me your gun.
- SONYA: No.
- MARCO: Please.
- SONYA: No.
If you kill him, you...
you're gonna end up in prison.
MARCO:
Sonya, I need your gun.
Please.
MARCO:
Thank you.
Don't tell anyone where I went.
SONYA:
What do I say?
MARCO: Just... that I got a call,
and, uh... I left you here.
- SONYA: I can't lie to Hank.
- MARCO: Oh, yes, you can.
- SONYA: No, I can't.
- MARCO: It's easy.
(Phone ringing)
Do it for me.
All right?
Hello?
(Breathing hard)
(Groans)
(Water running in pipes)
(Breathing hard)
SONYA:
I need a ride.
RAY:
Timbo.
TIM:
Ray! Char.
So what are we doing here?
RAY: (Chuckles)
What do you mean by that?
TIM:
Dude.
We're on freakin' Mars,
right now.
CHARLOTTE: We thought a remote area
would be best.
TIM:
Okay.
Where's the dinero.
TIM:
Whoa, whoa.
Look, what-what's going on,
crazies?
RAY:
Get on your knees.
TIM:
Wh...?
(Tim grunts)
CHARLOTTE:
We found this.
TIM:
What the heck is it?
RAY:
It's a transmitter, dipshit.
It was in one of those guns.
TIM: Aw, no, no...
That's-that's nothing.
They put those things in the...
at-at the factory.
RAY:
Don't even try.
CHARLOTTE: You have no idea
the shit storm you caused me.
TIM:
Okay, what.
That lady you muff-dove
come-come after you, what?
RAY: I don't even know
what that means.
CHARLOTTE:
What part of the government?
TIM:
Excuse me?
CHARLOTTE:
For whom are you an informant?
(Tim scoffs)
I will get in my truck, Tim,
and I will run you over.
- I swear.
- TIM: Okay, okay, look.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
Guys, I just got caught up
in something.
CHARLOTTE:
Are you wired right now?
TIM: No. No, no, no, no.
No, see?
They-they-they don't even know
where I am.
ATF, they're, like,
so disorganized,
it's like they-they forget
about me.
CHARLOTTE:
The ATF?
(Tim sighs)
Shoot him.
RAY: I thought you said
we were gonna scare him.
CHARLOTTE:
I changed my mind.
Do it.
RAY:
I don't think I can.
We used to play kickball
together.
TIM: Guys, it's... come on,
Char, dude, it's me.
We-we-we took an RV
to our prom together.
RAY:
He has a point.
TIM:
Blue satin.
Big white flower in your hair.
CHARLOTTE:
Give it to me.
RAY:
Char...
TIM: Wha...?
No, whoa, whoa...
(Gunshot, Tim and Ray yell)
Please...
(Gunshots)
RAY:
No, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, no!
CHARLOTTE:
Calm down.
RAY:
Calm down?
You killed Tim.
He was our buddy!
KENNETH:
How's your wife?
MARCO:
Don't talk about her.
KENNETH:
I had sex with her.
Did you know that?
MARCO:
You're lying.
KENNETH: What surprised me
was the vigor.
I mean, after that first kiss,
she really...
threw herself into it.
MARCO:
Where am I driving?
KENNETH:
It's okay that she survived.
I mean, it-it wasn't her fault.
MARCO:
It's not Gus's fault either.
KENNETH:
No, but he's your son.
Like Caleb was mine.
MARCO:
Where am I going, David?
KENNETH:
Franklin Mountain Park.
Did you do it at my house?
MARCO:
Yes.
KENNETH:
In my bed with my wife?
What was your plan?
MARCO:
I didn't have one.
KENNETH: Did you think it was okay
as long as I didn't find out?
MARCO:
No.
KENNETH: Did you even think
about telling me?
MARCO:
No.
KENNETH: No, you just wanted
what you wanted.
Who cares who it hurts?
MARCO:
I'm getting to the park.
KENNETH:
Lot J, near the quarry.
WADE:
Hey, where's Marco?
SONYA: I don't know.
He got a call and left.
WADE:
Got a call from who?
(Sonya groaning)
KITTY:
You don't look good.
SONYA:
Oh, it's-it's nothing.
KITTY: Okay, come on.
Sit down.
Sit.
You need to eat.
- SONYA: I don't like bananas.
- KITTY: That doesn't matter.
You supposed to be on
an operating table right now.
And I understand
why you're not,
but you will be of no help
to Marco and his boy
if you faint or get sick
or get hurt even worse.
- SONYA: I need to keep looking.
- KITTY: I know.
SONYA:
I know we're missing something.
It's in those documents.
I know it.
KITTY:
Okay.
Just drink that.
And then back at it.
KENNETH:
Well, hello there...
old friend.
Stop.
MARCO:
Where is he?
(Grunting)
KENNETH: Strange feeling
for a cop, isn't it?
To be powerless?
MARCO:
Daniel Frye's?
KENNETH: That's some amazing
detective work.
MARCO:
Did you kill him, too?
KENNETH: Have you thought
about me much?
Since my...
suicide?
MARCO:
Not much.
KENNETH: You knew
I was crumbling, right?
After she died.
A shrink had me hooked on pills.
The FBI fired me.
MARCO:
I heard.
KENNETH:
But not one phone call.
MARCO: We were...
out of touch.
KENNETH:
Funny how that happens.
Get in the car.
MARCO:
She chose me, David.
All of this
because she chose me?
KENNETH:
Yes.
MARCO: You killed all these people
because your wife left you?
KENNETH:
She was taken from me.
MARCO: You're not the first person
to lose everything.
Over there it happens every day!
People have their lives
ripped away from them.
It doesn't make them killers.
KENNETH:
Maybe I'm special.
MARCO:
You... you're not.
KENNETH:
Get rid of you phone.
You have a gun?
(Marco sighs)
MARCO:
Yes.
KENNETH:
Good.
I'll drive.
(Car door closes)
(Muffled yelling)
MARCO:
Where's my family?
SONYA: Gus, do you know a person
named Kenneth Hasting?
GUS: Mr. Hasting?
The guy who works with Alma?
KENNETH:
You have a beautiful family, Marco.
MARCO:
Where are they?
KENNETH:
With me.
Hold on to this very tight.
ALMA:
Oh, God.
KENNETH:
Now, careful.
Take your hand off that lever,
you only have five seconds
to say good-bye to your daughters.
ADRIANA:
Daniel Frye.
GUS:
Why would Mr. Hasting do this?
SONYA:
It doesn't make sense.
GUS:
What?
GUS:
Where are we going?
Why are you doing this?
KENNETH:
How old are you?
GUS:
Nineteen.
(Sniffles)
KENNETH:
Caleb would have been 17.
You could have been friends.
Caleb and Gus.
(Gus sniffles)
Everything could have been...
different.
GUS:
What are you going to do?
KENNETH:
To you?
GUS:
Yes.
KENNETH: For Caleb, it was the sins
of the mother.
For you, the father.
GUS:
He's a good person.
KENNETH:
Is he a good dad?
(Gus sobs softly)
GUS:
He wants to be.
KENNETH: And it's the thought
that counts, right?
(Gus sobbing)
♪ Until I'm one ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ My heart ♪
♪ Shall not ♪
♪ Pass through ♪
♪ Until I'm one ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ Our love will be mistaken ♪
WADE:
Hang on a second.
SONYA:
Marco.
He took Gus.
Gray sedan.
2-E-O. 2-E-O.
WADE:
2-E-O.
MARCO:
Shh. Take it easy.
WADE:
I'll stay with her.
We're working on where
he could've taken your son.
- MARCO: How did this happen?
- WADE: I don't know!
We're gonna find him.
Come on.
ADRIANA:
Daniel!
So much for the wagon, huh.
FRYE:
Oops.
(Frye scoffs)
It's, uh...
"Comfort the afflicted
and afflict the comfortable."
ADRIANA:
You can't just go AWOL.
- FRYE: You ever heard of it?
- ADRIANA: I've heard it.
FRYE:
A good journalist...
comforts the afflicted
and afflicts the comfortable.
Finley Peter Dunne,
he said that.
I wrote this when I was...
(blows raspberry) twenty.
ADRIANA:
So be a good journalist.
Quit this shit.
You were doing well.
(Frye sighs)
(Chuckles)
FRYE: You know why I ended up
in my car with that bomb?
ADRIANA:
No.
FRYE: I helped kill
David Tate's wife and kid.
ADRIANA:
Explain.
FRYE:
Six years ago...
and I was, uh...
I was hanging out
with Santi Sol Jr.
And we needed more coke,
so he went back across the bridge
to get some.
He clipped that woman's car.
He just kept going.
ADRIANA:
He did, not you.
FRYE:
Yeah, but this...
this is the part where I become
a shitty human being.
See, instead of, say,
I don't know, testifying,
instead of comforting
the afflicted,
I just let Santi Jr.'s dad
buy me off.
He just came to me one day
and he said,
"Daniel, I have a big cock,
I have a newspaper in Houston.
I want you to work for me."
- ADRIANA: And you said yes.
- FRYE: I said yes.
I said yes so fa...
I didn't even hesitate.
I said yes in two seconds flat.
ADRIANA: That's why Santi pretended
he didn't know you.
FRYE:
Oh, yeah?
He big-timed me?
(Scoffs)
Cooze.
ADRIANA: I hate talking to you
when you're drunk.
(Frye clears throat, coughs)
FRYE:
Oh, well.
ADRIANA:
You can change.
FRYE: I tried...
but obviously, I can't.
ADRIANA: There's a meeting tomorrow,
7:00 a.m., down the street.
FRYE:
12 Steps can suck my dick.
ADRIANA:
Let people help you.
Meet me. I'll go with you.
FRYE: You might be
my only real friend.
(Chuckles ruefully)
ADRIANA:
That's pathetic.
7:00 a.m.
(Sobbing)
GUS: You texted me
saying you were Zina.
KENNETH:
Right.
GUS: And you told me
to give him another chance.
KENNETH:
I did.
(Gus sobbing)
GUS:
So I do not understand.
(Stun gun crackling)
KENNETH:
Neither did Caleb.
(Kenneth clears throat)
(Indistinct radio transmission)
- MARCO: Alma.
- ALMA: Marco.
MARCO:
Alma...
MARCO:
Alma...
DOCTOR:
You're lucky to be alive.
That laceration is long, but it
didn't damage any of the organs.
SONYA:
And my arm?
DOCTOR: You fractured the radius.
Badly.
SONYA:
I can't move it.
DOCTOR:
Can you feel it?
That's just the swelling.
How's the pain?
SONYA:
It's there.
- KITTY: Hey.
- SONYA: Hey.
KITTY:
We brought you some things.
WADE:
What's the prognosis?
DOCTOR: Well, she's gonna need
surgery on the arm.
SONYA: That's not possible
anytime soon.
DOCTOR: You can't leave Sonya.
You nearly died.
SONYA: I thought you said
I was lucky.
DOCTOR:
I said lucky to be alive.
WADE: Doc, could we have a minute,
please?
- DOCTOR: Sure.
- WADE: All right.
KITTY: You know,
maybe you ought to listen to her.
SONYA:
Anything on Gus?
WADE:
Nope.
Marco's getting Alma
somewhere safe.
SONYA: Can you help me
with these?
KITTY: Sure, babe.
Sit yourself down.
WADE:
You should stay here.
SONYA: You know I can't do that.
Gus is alive.
WADE:
Why do you say that?
SONYA:
He wants Marco to suffer.
He wants to draw it out.
KITTY: Vicodin.
It-it's good.
(Sonya groaning)
NICK:
Okay.
Okay, thanks, Shaun,
for trusting us with that.
We have a new face with us
this morning.
FRYE: You want me to do...
do the whole thing?
- NICK: Yeah, yeah.
- FRYE: My God.
(Laughs, snorts)
Um... okay.
My name is Daniel.
If you almost call me Dan,
then I'll kill you.
Stripes.
Um, thank you for telling me
that deeply depressing story,
Shaun.
You actually make me feel
really good about myself,
so that was awesome.
Um, I had my last drink
about 90 minutes ago
and it was delicious.
(Laughs)
(Sighs)
Okay.
(Sighs)
Um...
(Sniffs)
(Crying)
I don't know how you guys
do what you do.
It just seems kind of impossible
to me.
I tried.
I try so hard, and then just,
I get so far
and then shit the bed
and something happens,
and I just get hammered,
and life is so much better
when you're hammered.
(Groans)
But I have...
I have cool people in my life
who think I can change.
I see a lot of cool people...
thank you...
who let me believe in myself.
(Clears throat)
So, thanks for that.
Oh, God.
(Clears throat, sniffles)
So, whatever.
I don't have a watch
or anything, but, uh, look.
It is 8:22...
and, uh, from this point on
I'm gonna give it a shot.
I don't know
how it's gonna go, but...
shit, I'll give it a shot.
(All clapping)
KENNETH:
How touching that all was.
(Frye yells)
(Engine revving, tires squeal)
COOPER:
All right, gang.
This is the haul
from David Tate's apartment.
One pile per victim.
Be quick, but be diligent.
MARCO:
How does that help my son?
COOPER:
We know he's methodical.
If there's a plan for your boy,
it's in here somewhere.
MARCO:
You don't know that.
COOPER:
I know it's our best bet.
SONYA:
Anything on the license plate?
COOPER:
No, ma'am, not yet.
- You okay?
- SONYA: Yeah.
COOPER: All right.
Got Daniel Frye's car bomb here.
Gedman's murder.
Dr. Meadow's murder.
MARCO:
You're bleeding.
SONYA:
Yes.
MARCO:
Everything is coming apart.
(Sighs)
SONYA:
I'm sorry about Gus.
I'm sorry
I couldn't protect him.
MARCO:
There was nothing you could do.
SONYA:
But it was...
It was my job,
and you asked me
to keep him safe,
and I, and I didn't...
I'm sorry. I tried.
WADE: (Snaps his fingers)
Come here.
SONYA:
What are these?
COOPER: These are documents
we can't connect...
WADE:
When did you last sleep?
MARCO:
Uh, who knows?
WADE:
You're not yourself.
MARCO:
I'm fine.
WADE:
I'm required to ask.
Are you sure you don't need
to step away?
What would you do
if someone had your son?
SONYA:
Uniforms found the car.
WADE: Go. Go.
Go, go, go, go.
MARCO:
No, no, no, no, no.
OFFICER: Gravedigger found it
out here an hour ago.
- SONYA: Nothing inside?
- OFFICER: Manual, receipts,
a few things in the glove box.
SONYA:
Marco!
Marco.
It's not him.
It's not Gus.
It's just a grave!
He's playing with you.
MARCO:
I am a man.
A father.
This is not a game!
SONYA: I know.
Come on, get up.
(Both panting)
We won't stop, okay?
Let's go.
(Marco grunts)
RAY: Okay.
Kind of a curveball.
CHARLOTTE:
A curve-up-my-ass ball.
RAY: More like a slider then,
I guess.
CHARLOTTE:
He left me nothing.
RAY: He left you the house
and land.
CHARLOTTE: Kate got the money,
the cars, the art, the furniture.
RAY: I repeat, you got the land
and the tunnel.
KATE: That went super well,
I thought.
CHARLOTTE: You did a really good job
of turning him against me, Kate.
(Kate laughs)
KATE:
So... this one time,
my dad calls me up
in the middle of the night.
And I-I ask him what's up,
you know.
He says, "Oh... it's just another day
married to an idiot."
That was eight years ago.
Pretty sure you turned him
against you.
Bye, whore.
RAY:
Adiós, Kate.
Hey. Forget her.
Look at me, forget her.
We've got the tunnel.
Okay?
We solve the Tim problem
this afternoon,
we put the fear of God in him,
and then we'll be fine.
(Indistinct conversations)
ADRIANA:
Lieutenant Wade?
WADE: Yeah, we're kind of busy
right now.
ADRIANA:
Daniel Frye is missing.
WADE:
He's an addict, right?
ADRIANA:
It's not like that.
We were at an AA meeting,
and I don't...
I don't think it was him
that drove his car away.
WADE:
Yeah? Who was it?
ADRIANA: Daniel helped cover up
the hit-and-run.
David Tate's family.
He told me. That's why
he's been targeted all this time.
MARCO:
Parking ticket.
From the morning the bodies
were left on the bridge.
SONYA:
Not part of the plan.
MARCO: This is not
his apartment address.
- It's something else.
- SONYA: Come on.
We'll call it in on the way.
GUS: (Muffled)
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
(Water splashing)
(Muffled shouting)
GUS:
Is anybody there?!
DORA: I'm sure of it.
He visits one of our residents.
I'd say every few weeks.
- MARCO: Which resident?
- DORA: Mr. Chambers.
- He's probably in the parlor.
- MARCO: Thank you.
WALTER:
He's a nice man.
Warm. Kind.
MARCO:
Do you know who he is?
WALTER:
Of course.
He's my father.
(Marco sighs)
SONYA: Walter Chambers has
a home address on file.
(Marco sighs)
MARCO: David once said
his uncle had Alzheimer's.
SONYA:
David Tate was here that day.
Come on.
(Door alarm chiming)
(Chiming stops)
SONYA:
What are you doing?
MARCO:
What if we can't find him?
SONYA:
We will.
MARCO:
You can't say that.
MARCO: We... hadn't really
talked for years,
and then suddenly
he was back in my life.
We just talked about...
how I wasn't there for him
enough.
And how I'd try to...
do better.
(Sonya sighs)
SONYA:
Tate set that up, too.
MARCO:
Still.
And now I'm gonna...
and now
I'm gonna lose him again?
SONYA:
I can't say we'll find him,
but you can't say we won't.
MARCO:
What if he's not inside?
SONYA:
We'll keep looking.
(Marco sighs)
(Sighs heavily)
SONYA: El Paso PD.
Open the door!
(Marco sighs)
(Metallic creaking)
SONYA: That's where he kept
Cristina's legs.
(Phone ringing)
MARCO:
Gus?
KENNETH:
No.
MARCO:
Jesus, David.
KENNETH: He's a good-looking kid...
Gus.
MARCO: Leave him alone.
Take it out on me.
KENNETH: Well, isn't that
what I'm doing?
MARCO: Let me talk to him
at least.
KENNETH:
That's not possible.
MARCO:
Is he alive?
KENNETH:
For now.
(Marco sighs)
I thought we'd get together.
MARCO:
Why are you doing this?
KENNETH: Because I'm angry,
and I want to talk about it.
MARCO:
All right. Fine.
Where?
KENNETH:
Where are you now?
MARCO:
At your uncle's house.
Hello?
KENNETH:
You actually remembered
something
I told you about myself.
MARCO:
We found the freezer.
KENNETH:
We?
MARCO: Yes.
Sonya's here with me.
KENNETH:
Really?
How is she?
Probably pretty pale.
MARCO:
She's fine.
KENNETH:
I've been meaning to ask her
how she enjoyed getting to know
Jack Childress.
That man has some batshit theories
on the border, doesn't he?
MARCO: Where are we meeting,
David?
KENNETH:
Get in your car.
I'll call you in 60 seconds,
give you directions.
- MARCO: All right.
- KENNETH: Come alone.
Entirely alone.
Leave her.
MARCO:
I will.
SONYA:
You can't do that.
You're doing exactly
what he wants.
- MARCO: Give me your gun.
- SONYA: No.
- MARCO: Please.
- SONYA: No.
If you kill him, you...
you're gonna end up in prison.
MARCO:
Sonya, I need your gun.
Please.
MARCO:
Thank you.
Don't tell anyone where I went.
SONYA:
What do I say?
MARCO: Just... that I got a call,
and, uh... I left you here.
- SONYA: I can't lie to Hank.
- MARCO: Oh, yes, you can.
- SONYA: No, I can't.
- MARCO: It's easy.
(Phone ringing)
Do it for me.
All right?
Hello?
(Breathing hard)
(Groans)
(Water running in pipes)
(Breathing hard)
SONYA:
I need a ride.
RAY:
Timbo.
TIM:
Ray! Char.
So what are we doing here?
RAY: (Chuckles)
What do you mean by that?
TIM:
Dude.
We're on freakin' Mars,
right now.
CHARLOTTE: We thought a remote area
would be best.
TIM:
Okay.
Where's the dinero.
TIM:
Whoa, whoa.
Look, what-what's going on,
crazies?
RAY:
Get on your knees.
TIM:
Wh...?
(Tim grunts)
CHARLOTTE:
We found this.
TIM:
What the heck is it?
RAY:
It's a transmitter, dipshit.
It was in one of those guns.
TIM: Aw, no, no...
That's-that's nothing.
They put those things in the...
at-at the factory.
RAY:
Don't even try.
CHARLOTTE: You have no idea
the shit storm you caused me.
TIM:
Okay, what.
That lady you muff-dove
come-come after you, what?
RAY: I don't even know
what that means.
CHARLOTTE:
What part of the government?
TIM:
Excuse me?
CHARLOTTE:
For whom are you an informant?
(Tim scoffs)
I will get in my truck, Tim,
and I will run you over.
- I swear.
- TIM: Okay, okay, look.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
Guys, I just got caught up
in something.
CHARLOTTE:
Are you wired right now?
TIM: No. No, no, no, no.
No, see?
They-they-they don't even know
where I am.
ATF, they're, like,
so disorganized,
it's like they-they forget
about me.
CHARLOTTE:
The ATF?
(Tim sighs)
Shoot him.
RAY: I thought you said
we were gonna scare him.
CHARLOTTE:
I changed my mind.
Do it.
RAY:
I don't think I can.
We used to play kickball
together.
TIM: Guys, it's... come on,
Char, dude, it's me.
We-we-we took an RV
to our prom together.
RAY:
He has a point.
TIM:
Blue satin.
Big white flower in your hair.
CHARLOTTE:
Give it to me.
RAY:
Char...
TIM: Wha...?
No, whoa, whoa...
(Gunshot, Tim and Ray yell)
Please...
(Gunshots)
RAY:
No, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, no!
CHARLOTTE:
Calm down.
RAY:
Calm down?
You killed Tim.
He was our buddy!
KENNETH:
How's your wife?
MARCO:
Don't talk about her.
KENNETH:
I had sex with her.
Did you know that?
MARCO:
You're lying.
KENNETH: What surprised me
was the vigor.
I mean, after that first kiss,
she really...
threw herself into it.
MARCO:
Where am I driving?
KENNETH:
It's okay that she survived.
I mean, it-it wasn't her fault.
MARCO:
It's not Gus's fault either.
KENNETH:
No, but he's your son.
Like Caleb was mine.
MARCO:
Where am I going, David?
KENNETH:
Franklin Mountain Park.
Did you do it at my house?
MARCO:
Yes.
KENNETH:
In my bed with my wife?
What was your plan?
MARCO:
I didn't have one.
KENNETH: Did you think it was okay
as long as I didn't find out?
MARCO:
No.
KENNETH: Did you even think
about telling me?
MARCO:
No.
KENNETH: No, you just wanted
what you wanted.
Who cares who it hurts?
MARCO:
I'm getting to the park.
KENNETH:
Lot J, near the quarry.
WADE:
Hey, where's Marco?
SONYA: I don't know.
He got a call and left.
WADE:
Got a call from who?
(Sonya groaning)
KITTY:
You don't look good.
SONYA:
Oh, it's-it's nothing.
KITTY: Okay, come on.
Sit down.
Sit.
You need to eat.
- SONYA: I don't like bananas.
- KITTY: That doesn't matter.
You supposed to be on
an operating table right now.
And I understand
why you're not,
but you will be of no help
to Marco and his boy
if you faint or get sick
or get hurt even worse.
- SONYA: I need to keep looking.
- KITTY: I know.
SONYA:
I know we're missing something.
It's in those documents.
I know it.
KITTY:
Okay.
Just drink that.
And then back at it.
KENNETH:
Well, hello there...
old friend.
Stop.
MARCO:
Where is he?
(Grunting)
KENNETH: Strange feeling
for a cop, isn't it?
To be powerless?
MARCO:
Daniel Frye's?
KENNETH: That's some amazing
detective work.
MARCO:
Did you kill him, too?
KENNETH: Have you thought
about me much?
Since my...
suicide?
MARCO:
Not much.
KENNETH: You knew
I was crumbling, right?
After she died.
A shrink had me hooked on pills.
The FBI fired me.
MARCO:
I heard.
KENNETH:
But not one phone call.
MARCO: We were...
out of touch.
KENNETH:
Funny how that happens.
Get in the car.
MARCO:
She chose me, David.
All of this
because she chose me?
KENNETH:
Yes.
MARCO: You killed all these people
because your wife left you?
KENNETH:
She was taken from me.
MARCO: You're not the first person
to lose everything.
Over there it happens every day!
People have their lives
ripped away from them.
It doesn't make them killers.
KENNETH:
Maybe I'm special.
MARCO:
You... you're not.
KENNETH:
Get rid of you phone.
You have a gun?
(Marco sighs)
MARCO:
Yes.
KENNETH:
Good.
I'll drive.
(Car door closes)
(Muffled yelling)