The Killing (2011–2014): Season 1, Episode 9 - Undertow - full transcript

Muhammed, the police-
they don't know anything.?

But someone told
the police about the room.

They know about the girl.
What do we do, Bennet?

This is the other guy now.

They won't be able to find you.
We just need to stay calm, okay??

The other guy agrees.

The passports
will be arriving tomorrow.

Call me when they do.
Then this will all be over.

Is that everything?
Yes.

Call me if you need anything else.
Thank you very much.

Hook, line and sinker.



No way L.T.'s gonna
call that circumstantial.

Do we have the number
of the incoming call?

Phone company needs
a 24-hour turnaround to get it.

But that don't matter, Linden.

We know that's Bennet
on the wire.

All we gotta do now
is cross our I's and dot our t's.

This is Detective Linden.

Send two units
to 827 Hudson Street.

Tell them to keep eyes
on Bennet Ahmed till I get there.

Type up the warrant and have
your judge friend sign it.

We'll pick up Bennet right after.
Right. I'm on it.

Call me as soon as it's done.
Where you goin'?

Make sure we dot the I's
and cross the t's.

Linden.



Hello.

It's Mitch Larsen.

What can I do for you,
Mrs. Larsen?

I want to apologize
for the other day.

I shouldn't have
taken that out on you.

It's not necessary.

Have you arrested him yet?
I need to know.

It'll be over tonight.

Thank you.

I'll be in touch, Mrs. Larsen.

I don't want to fight.
It's over.

They're arresting the teacher.

Thank you all for coming.

Completely false allegations
have surfaced this evening...

that I normally wouldn't even
dignify with a response.

But I believe these lies are
part of a smear campaign...

coming from Councilman
Richmond's camp...

making it necessary
for me and my family...

to share some
personal information.

My wife, Cindy,
and I have been blessed...

with three
wonderful children.

But in 2006,
for medical reasons...

I underwent a procedure that
guaranteed I'd never father again.

Not only have I never had sexual
relations with that young woman,

it's impossible that I am
the father of her child.

Did I ever
tell you how smart I thought you were...

before you made
this phone call?

That's if /
was running for mayor.

Fact of the matter is
I'm not.

You don't really
believe this guy?

Come on, Mike.
You know us better than that.

Yeah, well, Adams is lying.

Our campaign had nothing
to do with this story.

A desperate act by a desperate man.

Son of a bitch.
Thank you.

I thought our fingerprints
wouldn't be on this.

We're releasing
a statement tonight...

highlighting our solid history
of running a clean campaign.

Which we clearly did not.
Now it's my word against his.

I tried to tell you this would backfire.
You shouldn't have listened to him.

What is she doing here?

The fact of the matter
is we didn't know about it.

To what do I owe the pleasure
this time, Detective?

I need dates for all of Bennet Ahmed's
appearances at the All Stars Program.

You have our records, all of them.
Actually, we don't.

I know Bennet had access
to the campaign cars,

regardless of how incomplete
those records are.

I have done everything in my power to aid
your investigation from the beginning,

and I am sick to death
of your implication...

that my campaign had anything
to do with that girl's murder.

I need those records.

Did he do it?

Have your staff
send the files tonight.

His mud-slinging tactics are what give
politics and politicians a bad name.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I need to be with my family.

Thank you, Mayor.

She'll see you home.
Bye.

You handled that
perfectly, Mayor.

With enough conviction,
the truth is whatever you say it is.

Give that girl double what I'm paying
her now and call Dr. Armstrong.

Tell him to backdate and sign
whatever medical records I'll need.

This story ends now.

I want to sit down first thing tomorrow
morning with the Machinists rep,

whatever his name is.

Richmond's sinking, and the rats
are gonna start jumping ship.

They already have. Word is Drexler
pulled his financial backing.

A shame. I was looking forward
to screwin' 'em both.

I should hold you in contempt
for coming here.

Make it quick.

I need an emergency wiretap on a
murder suspect we've been tracking.

This guy's a flight risk. We just don't
have time to cut through all the red tape.

He might be hightailing it
as we speak.

It's kinda like when I bugged that crank
dealer, Jimmy Slick, a few years back.

I remember that. Bastard had
more snow than Mount Rainier.

It's the same thing. Just needs
your John Hancock, Rusty.

Well, give me
your pen, son.

My partner and
I will take the suspect into custody.

We anticipate
that he will come quietly.

But in case he runs, we need two of
you to cover the alley in the back,

and you two watch the front.

Also, suspect's wife is pregnant...

so radio Seattle General
and have an ambulance on call.

Thanks.
All right. Come on.

Patriot Act?

We'll have it over to the A.D.A.'s
office first thing in the morning.

He won't have any problem
getting on board.

Yes, he will.

Didn't do your homework
on this one, Stephen.

Patriot Act's for terrorists, not
some cure-all for sloppy police work.

Too many times I've seen it used
for booting out wetbacks...

and peeking
into panty drawers.

- Well, not in my court, son.
- The feds are watchin' him right now.

I'm sure you both
can cooperate.

Rusty. Rusty.

If you don't sign this,
Rosie Larsen's killer's gonna walk.

Wait for my signal.
You got it.

Holder, you got it signed?

The warrant's dead in the water.
He wouldn't do it.

My bad, Linden.
I'm sorry.

The passports will be
arriving tomorrow.

Call me when they do.
Then this will all be over.

I wish I could play for you the phone call I
got from A.D.A. Bernstein this morning...

asking me why one of my detectives
is going directly to a judge...

to obtain an illegal wiretap!
Sir-

I don't give a rat's ass
how you did things in County!

Now, you obviously don't like being
a city homicide detective, do you?

It was my idea.
I told him to set up the tap.

You're supposed to keep him from
screwing up, not show him how!

We don't need the tap
as evidence.

We get the phone company to unblock
Muhammed's number, track its location.

We get Muhammed, we get Bennet.
With that little stunt last night?

A public defender
could get that thrown out.

So is that it then?

I asked you to stay here to solve
this case, not ruin my career.

I didn't realize that's what I've
been doing all these years.

And he said he'd file a suit
if they continue to harass us.

You want to get Chinese food tonight?
Sounds great, baby.

There's a new place over on Weller.
Supposed to be good.

Who is it?

I don't know. Here.

Hello.

Yeah. Give me a sec.

It's unfortunate
that Councilman Richmond...

has chosen to viciously
attack my integrity.

You lying p-
Your family has no integrity!

Mayor Adams
's campaign remains hush on the issue.

Meanwhile, the alleged mistress,
Miss Janelle Stevens...

has refused to comment
on the situation.

She obviously
didn't refuse the check.

They're going to try
to bury this.

That's why I put Penato
on retainer last night.

Your P.I. is not going to get him
to renege his statement.

It doesn't mean Adams's
personal physician won't.

Maybe he has a malpractice suit in the
past. Hell, maybe we make one up.

There's a lot of ways
to get the story out.

And how is this
affecting his numbers?

Well, his base isn't wavering,
but we're under fire.

The Machinists
are getting cold feet.

The mayor is going to try
to leverage his Waterfront...

and dangle new jobs
in front of them.

The Somalis are terrified
of leaving their own homes.

Dozens of storefronts
have been vandalized.

Even the Green Lake Mosque
was defaced.

When? Yesterday.

We can deal with that later, Darren.
You should've told me.

I'm sorry. We have
other things going on.

I made a big mistake listening to you,
and so I deserve this, but they don't.

The mudslinging's finished.
Am I clear?

Yeah. Your call, Darren.

Mitch.

Hey.

I gotta run.
Got an early shift.

But there's some pasta in the fridge,
and you can nuke it for dinner tonight.

Oh. Uh, I found
these textbooks in my car.

Rosie must've
accidentally forgot 'em.

I was gonna drop 'em off at
the school on my way to work.

Is that okay?

No, I'll- I'll take 'em.

Thanks, Tet.
Mm-hmm.

Seattle Police Department.

Seattle Police Department.

Um-

Detective Sarah Linden,
please.

Hold, please.

Professional roofer's too expensive.
I'm gonna see what I can do.

The bank appraiser's
taking a look at the house next week.

Hopin' I don't have
to drop the price too much.

I fixed a couple of leaks
in my mom's attic.

Yeah? Yeah, maybe I
can help you out.

Grab some beers,
see what we can do.

Yeah.
You know.

Maybe you should
keep the house.

Business will turn around,
you know.

Boys will really like that backyard.
Yeah, they would.

Can I have
my bike?

Well, of course
you can, sweetie.

Belko, give me the bike.

Wait a sec. Wait.
Gotta fix it first.

Why?
I gotta put the chain back on.

What for?

Look here. See, the chain is what
makes the wheel turn when you pedal.

And if it's not on, you'd just be pedalin'
and pedalin' and not goin' anywhere.

We gotta do it this way first, see?
It's a sneaky little chain.

Go round. See?
Look at that.

All right. There you go.

Got it?

Oh. Let's put this on too.

Chin. Watch your chin.
There we go.

Okay, now you're set.

You ready?
Yep.

There you go.

Be careful.
I will. Thank you.

At least you got Sonoma.

By the weekend, I'm gonna be working as
a security guard at the Space Needle.

Could always get a job
teaching algebra.

So if Oakes has his head
three and a half feet up his ass...

and Judge Elliot has his head
18 inches up his ass,

how many total feet of ass
do you get?

It's, like, five feet of 'em.

Rosie's handwriting.

Adela?? What's that?
Maybe a friend of hers.

Does that name
ring any bells?

No.

Friday, 11:45.?

Could be a meet-up
after the dance.

But who the hell is Adela?

I don't think
that I should be here.

We know that you love
your husband, Mrs. Ahmed.

Helping us will help him.

Will it?

Really?

Muhammed's number.

They were on the phone
last night.

I th- I
think that they did something.

You're doing the right thing-
for you and for your daughter.

Morning.

Hey, Carl, can I borrow your projector
seventh period if you're not using it?

Sure.

Great.

He's back there.

Mr. Ahmed.

Mrs. Meyers.
Good to see you.

What are you doing here?

I thought we agreed it was best for
everyone if you took some time off.

Oh. I didn't agree
to anything.

You can't be here.
You have to leave.

If you think I've done
something wrong, then fire me.

Otherwise,
I have a class to teach.

Excuse me.

Over the past few days, um, a lot of false
rumors have been circulating about me.

If you want to ask me any questions,
please feel free to do so now.

If there are no questions, then
open your books to page 322.

Imam.

I came as soon as I heard.

I'm so sorry.
This is terrible.

I, too, am sorry,
Councilman.

Tell me what I can do.

Can you change
the way people think?

Many children
are here today...

because their parents are
afraid to send them to school.

I understand your frustration.
Do you?

Imam, I have stood by
this community.

I will stand by this community
whether I'm elected mayor or not.

You know me.
I'm asking you to trust me.

Tabid- he owns
a store on 23rd.

While the F.B.I. took him
away to ask questions,

bricks were thrown through the
window, his store was looted.

The police never came.

How can I ask them to trust you or your
government? Okay. Let's go.

It's not just my government.
It's our government.

And we will rebuild this community.
I promise you.

I want to believe you,
Councilman.

But Mayor Adams made
the same promise years ago.

And you both play
the same games.

Guy at the phone company says the phone
is registered to Muhammed Hamid.

D.M.V. photo's from '06.
It's the only pic on file.

The phone's G.P.S. pinpoints him
at the intersection of Union and Fifth.

That's
the downtown market.

Dude says the phone hasn't moved
in, like, three hours.

He's gonna buzz me
if anything changes.

Maybe Muhammed
works there.

You promised me.

You said it was over.

It will be soon. We just
need a little more time.

He's at the school,
like nothing ever happened.

Free.

Anything?

I got nothing from these
Deadliest' Catch fools.

I ain't clocked anybody
as our perp either.

I gotta be honest, Linden.
I suck at this racial profiling.

This T.S.A. job ain't happening.

Keep looking.

Watch where you're going.

Stop! Police!

Come on, man.

Out of my way!

What are they doin'?
I don't know.

You seen this guy here?

Get down on your knees!
Hands behind your head!

Now! Do it now!
Get down on your knees!

On your knees!

Get on your knees!

If I;

Should lose you

The stars would fall
from the sky

I thought I'd find you here.

We lost the Machinists.

Then we're both
in the right place.

It's not over yet.

Really?

Talk about Lily.

People want to know
who you are.

They see something in you
that's real.

Let them understand you.

Tell them
what happened to her.

They need a reason
to believe in you again.

No.

Well, then-
Then it really is over.

She always loved this song.

It was playing at
the Governor's Ball that night.

There were so many people there.
It was so crowded.

I don't think I said more
than two or three words to her.

All the Olympia bigwigs there
wanting my ear.

I loved it. I did.

And then this song came on.

But she had left already.

I let her drive off alone.

She's the one who believed in me,
knew what we did mattered.

But somewhere along the way,
I stopped listening.

Then listen to her now.

If I lost you

Mitch?

Boys?

Babe?

[ Crying 1
They let him go.

Wh-What do you mean
they let him go?

You said to trust the police.

You said that
they would arrest him.

That man killed our child,
and you let him go!

[ Crying 1

You let him go.

Sir, we got his number
from Bennet's wife.

I don't care if Allah
gave you the number.

I can only keep the F.B.I.
out of the loop for so long.

Get a confession
and close this... now.

This guy's got no outstandings,
no priors, no record.

He's got
no reason to talk.

Let's go.

Drexler's got the ball, down by one.
He's had a monster game.

Clock running down.
Three, two, one!

But he was fouled.

He'll go to the line
to win the game.

Ref bailed you out
on that one.

Whoa. Look who it is-
Seattle's great white hype.?

You come for a game
or another handout?

I need five million dollars.

Oh!

Oh! I thought you trying to win the
election was funny, but that's hilarious.

The money will rebuild the Somali
community, some storefronts...

repair the mosque,
create jobs in the process-

Blah, blah, blah.
and win me the election.

I don't care about the hajjis
in Rainier Valley.

I want my stadium.

Easier to get your stadium...

if people see philanthropist?
next to your name in the news...

instead of cocaine,? ?DD.U.I.? or ?hhooker.?

Maybe.

But I know it'll never say loser?
next to my name.

At least I have the balls
to play a real opponent.

I got a better idea.

One shot,
and you get your five mil.

Now you miss it,
you resign from the race.

What do you say?
Yes, we can??

I think you know
why you're here, Mr. Hamid.

The D.A. will go
a lot easier on you...

if you tell us what happened
the night of October 5.

Maybe this will translate.

You're in some deep shit, brother.

We know about Bennet.

We know you were
at his place that night.

And we heard your phone
conversation with him last night.

You just couldn't wait
for your 72 virgins, huh?

Or do you just got a thing
for little girls?

You know,
I don't do free checking.

You want my money,
you gotta earn it.

And here I was thinking all your
bullying was just to get even...

for always being the kid
picked last on the playground.

How'd that feel,
by the way?

You're stalling, aren't you?
You scared?

Can you feel me in your head
jumpin' rope?

I make this shot,
I get the money.

But I also want this ball.

And after this, I won't
be needing you anymore.

Guys like you always
need guys like me, Richmond.

We're offering you the chance
to help yourself and end this right now.

If you don't talk, we
will have to hand you over to the F.B.I.

Yeah, and those
Virginia farm boys,

they're gonna pull some crazy
Guant?namo rendition shit on your ass.

Send your family
back to the motherland.

Or probably just your wife.

Your two children-
they're citizens,

so they'll have to stay here,
be put in a foster home.

Last chance, Mr. Hamid.

Let's go. Wait.

What?

He said you should-
Screw you.

Okay, bro. We're outta here.

Bennet's gonna drop a dime on you in,
like- two seconds,

considering he's got
a baby on the way.

He might want
to see her grow up.

She come to Bennet's place that night.

I let her in.

Bennet, he did not want to at first,
but I told him we must.

Must? Must what?

Take her.

She so scared.

Why did you take her
to the butcher shop?

Because she cry.
She keep crying.

You sick son of a bitch.

Then what happened?

Did she try to escape?

No.

People from our mosque,
they find out where she is.

We move her again
before you people come.

Now she is safe.

Safe?

We waiting for her passport
so we can take her to Canada.

So the family cannot find her.
What?

Canada?
What the hell you talking about?

You left her in the bottom of a lake.

Is this the girl that
you're talking about?

That's the girl from the papers.
She, uh-

She came to Bennet's that night,
give me books, but she left.

Then who are you
talking about?

Aisha, from our mosque.

The girl that went missing.

Her parents, they plan
to marry her the old way.

So first, they must cut her...

circumcise her like other women.

She beg me and Bennet to hide her.

She 12 years old.
What are we supposed to do?

What the hell are you talkin' about?
Female circumcision.

And it's true.

It's a tradition in the Somali community
for all girls- even little girls-

where they take a knife,
and they cut.

I've known women who've experienced it.
It's horribly painful.

Some have died,
and some wish they did.

Where is this girl, Aisha?

Take us to her right now.

If you take her,
her parents will send her home.

We need
to see the girl.

Please. She's just a child.

Whatever. Let's go.

It's Muhammed.
Open the door, Aisha.

Seattle Police Department.
Open the door.

Linden.

Thanks.

Amber called the station.
Bennet never came home today.

Aisha!

Mr. Larsen, please! You have
to believe me! Get out.

I had nothing to do with your daughter!
I've been helping another girl!

Her name's Aisha.
I couldn't tell you!

I couldn't tell the police!
Get out!

Stan. Call me. Now.

I didn't do it!
I didn't hurt your daughter!

Shut up!

I need to put an A.P.B.
out on a black male,

age 29, name of Bennet Ahmed.

No! No!