The Red Road (2014–2015): Season 1, Episode 4 - The Bad Weapons - full transcript

(TV playing)

Hey.

Hi.

(sighs)

What?

You look good.

- How do you feel?
- Different.

Better.

I don't know, it's
hard to explain.

But better?

Mm-hmm.



Good.

You look tired.

I am tired.

(sighs)

You look old, Harold.

(laughs) I am old. So are you.

Yeah, but you look old.

Try leaving you home
alone with the kids

for two weeks, see
how you turn out.

Are they killing you?

They're staying with
your parents for a bit.

Rachel's on lockdown.

Katie's an angel.

Yeah, where did she come from?



Got me.

Everything's okay
for you at work?

Yeah.

Yeah, there's a lot goin' on.

Everybody's puttin'
in a lot of overtime.

Still nothing about
the college kid?

- No.
- His poor parents.

I love looking at your face.

I've missed you.

Me, too.

I want you to look at this.

These are the dump
areas I've identified myself.

I talked to Sky last week.

She said the next step
is to get statements

from every person in
the tribe who's gotten sick.

This is a waste of
your efforts, Marie.

How's that?

We don't have what it takes right
now to force anybody to clean this up.

Which is why we need to document
what we know and file a lawsuit.

The tribe gets recognition,
then maybe we got a chance.

Without it, we're
spinnin' our wheels.

Reporter: The driver
was making a delivery

when two armed men
stole the truck at gunpoint.

Authorities have no comment
on any possible connection

between this hijacking
and the robbery

at Hudson River
Nursing Home last week.

The MedaScripts truck,

which was delivering more
than 50 cases of pharmaceuticals,

has not been located.

Good? Let's go.

How come you didn't
want the kid in on this one?

- I didn't need him.
- Surprised.

Seems like he's
everywhere these days.

Well, the kid's smart.

- I'm smart, too.
- No, you're not.

(theme music playing)

(bell rings)

(chatter)

Hey, can you talk
to me for a second?

I thought I was a
spoiled little white girl.

I'm sorry. Look at me.

What do you want me to say?

Say you love me.

Junior.

I love you, all right?

I'm worried about you.

Why don't you answer my texts?

Are you still hanging
around with him?

- That doesn't matter.
- Yeah, it does.

I know I acted like it
didn't before, but it does.

Look, I'm sorry.

I never should've taken
you with me to, uh, buy the...

You know, I'd never let
anything bad happen to you.

I told you how I was
listening to those tapes...

the one from my mom's brother.

- The one who died.
- Yeah.

I think he knew Kopus.

So?

So, it's just...

I don't wanna do
anything to hurt my mom.

So, I'm the reason why
your mom's all messed up?

No.

No. I am.

If it was just you and me,
there wouldn't be any problems.

But it's not.

It'll never just be us.

You like somebody else?

I don't wanna be
with anybody, Junior.

Right, right. I don't blame you.

I'm not gonna be
anything anyway.

I'm not gonna graduate and
I'm not gonna get a good job.

You know I don't think that.

I gotta go.

(sighs)

Junior.

Hello?

Daniel, thanks for callin' back.

Look, I got a favor to ask,
and you owe me about 50.

You got a nephew that
works with the DEA, right?

Good.

I want you to put
the two of us in touch.

I got a tip for him.

Could be mutually beneficial.

And don't make me wait too long.

Today.

(siren wailing)

No helmet.

You afraid of
messing up your hair?

If you need to give
me a ticket, go ahead.

Thanks.

Rachel and me broke up,
if that's what this is about.

It's not.

You've been hanging
around with Phillip Kopus?

So, is this, like, an
official interrogation?

You're a rider without a helmet.

I stopped you.
Yeah, it's official.

Now I'll ask you again.

Have you been spending
time with Phillip Kopus?

No.

There was a robbery last week,

a nursing home.

You hear anything about that?

No.

You're not much of a liar, kid.

I'm not lying.

I wanna believe
you're not stupid.

A guy like that doesn't take you
under his wing 'cause he gives a shit.

He's using you.
You get that, right?

So you care?

That's why you're
pulling me over? I matter?

I want you to hear me.

If there's ever anything that
you wanna get off your chest...

What, are you here for me?

You're getting in
over your head, son.

He's not one of the good guys.

And wear a helmet.

I might not like you, that
doesn't mean I want to be

cleaning your
brains off the road.

Can I ask you something?

What was your brother like?

You don't talk about him.

- If you don't want to, it's okay.
- No, it's okay.

Oh... (sighs)

I guess he was
like me a little bit.

Or I was like him.

We always got colds
at the same time.

I found a bunch of old tapes
that he recorded stuff on.

Yeah, he didn't trust
his own memory.

Your voice was on there.

It was?

He recorded you
when you were sleeping

and then you woke
up and got annoyed.

Yeah, he was a funny guy.

Did you date other
guys in high school?

Did I date other
guys in high school?

Sometimes on the tape

Brian would talk
about you and a guy,

and I kinda wondered
if it was Dad.

I did see someone
else for a little while,

but there was only
ever your father for me.

Was Dad friends with Brian?

Brian was quirky and
Harold was such a guy-guy.

You miss him?

Yeah.

The thing about being a twin
is that you never feel alone

even when you are.

I miss that.

It was really hard
for me to find out

you were hanging out
with that Lenape boy.

It felt like it was
happening all over again.

What was?

My brother was in
danger. I didn't know it.

I should have.

How?

He was hanging around
with the wrong people.

I'm not seeing Junior anymore.

Okay.

Well, he knew about
the old folks' home

and he asked me if I
knew who you were.

- What did you tell him?
- Nothin'.

Nothin'-nothin'?

I told him I didn't know
what he was talkin' about.

That's not nothin', Junior.

Don't worry about that
guy. I'll take care of him.

Come on, help me
sort through these.

What's all that?

Stuff that doesn't get you high.

Here... that's what
we're lookin' for.

Toss the rest.

You sick?

I'm just lookin'.

(beeping)

(cell phone ringing)

Hello?

Stopping kids without helmets.

You've been busy, huh?

Playing at being a
cop all of a sudden?

I thought you understood
to stay out of my way.

You know, you did a number
on that security guard last week.

I'm impressed, Harold.

You broke a couple ribs.

I forgot how much
you like to hurt people.

I don't really care how
you like to spend your days.

I just wanna remind you

that if anything happens
to me or any of my friends,

your wife goes to jail.

And after what you've
been doing comes out,

you'll be going away, too.

Are your kids ready
to fend for themselves?

(microwave beeping)

(phone clatters)

(overlapping voices)
Dave, this is Baker 12.

You riding with them? Let's go.

You got it. We're heading out.

Hold up.

- You driving?
- Yeah.

Captain, what's goin' on?

DEA got a tip about a house

connected with those
pharmaceutical robberies.

No big surprise... It's
up in the mountains.

It's that squatter house
at the end of Lupine Road.

The squatter house?

They needed back-up.

I told 'em I'd send all
available personnel.

I'm on it.

(ringing)

- Come on!
- Recording: I'm sorry.

- The person you called...
- Damn it!

Mike, you moron.

Kopus!

Kopus!

Kopus!

Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
You need to get out of here!

- The DEA's on its way.
- Shit!

Someone called in a tip.

- Get outta my way.
- Wait, wait, wait. Hit me.

Ugh!

(groaning)

(groans)

- DEA agent: Show me your hands!
- Hey, hey, hey!

I'm a... I'm a cop. I'm a cop.

- DEA agent: Spread out.
- (groans)

Go, go, go.

DEA agent: Guys,
circle back, circle back!

See, through there.

Go!

(grunting)

- (bone cracks)
- (screaming)

I got him. Go, go, go!

You go!

Hey, it's all right.
All right, hold on.

- You're gonna be okay.
- (groaning)

(police radio chatter)

Harold: I hopped on one
of the Forest Service roads.

I thought I could cover
the back of the house

in case anyone tried
to get out that way.

I would've kept my
distance, but I left after you,

so I just figured you would've
gotten here before me.

And when I entered
the property over here,

I thought I heard
someone around the back,

so I went over to investigate,
attempted to apprehend.

You know, we got
into it and he struck me.

You got a good
look at him, though.

Yeah, yeah.

He was, um, my
height, dark-skinned,

- had a shaved head.
- Age?

20, 25, I'd say.
Somewhere around there.

You said you
didn't recognize him.

No, I've never seem
him before in my life.

Okay, thanks.

Oh, hey, Agent Greenwood.

Any word on how
your guy's doin'?

He'll be working a desk
job for a good, long while.

Guy's got nothing.

What do you got?

Where you been?

Out.

That's not an answer, Junior.

I don't wanna keep doin' this.

What's goin' on with you?

What's that?

Medicine for cancer.

This is your prescription.

You didn't fill
it. I looked it up.

- You need this.
- Where'd you get this?

Doesn't matter.

- Where'd you get it?
- Who cares where I got it?

You need it.

This is stolen?

Look, you're sick.

Why aren't you doing
anything about it?

We don't steal.

That's not how I raised you.

Are you listenin' to me?

You're being so stupid.

What?

You're sick.

You need to get better.

This'll help you.

Do you get that I
wanna help you?

Look, I need you to
get better, all right?

So, just... just
take it, please.

Junior.

June.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

(sighs)

I've collected enough data

that I think I can make
an accurate diagnosis.

There's little doubt in my mind that
you're suffering from schizophrenia.

That you've had symptoms
since your first daughter was born.

No, no, no.

I understand how
difficult this is to accept.

Since Rachel was
born 16 years ago?

- Yes.
- That's impossible.

How could she have had it
that long with nobody knowing?

Well, her drinking
masked the symptoms.

She's not crazy. You're not.

- Harold...
- I understand this is hard to hear.

What about bipolar?
Okay, they get confused.

I read on the Internet
that they get confused.

- We've ruled that out.
- Well, then do more tests.

She's not schizophrenic,
she's normal.

Mr. Jensen, schizophrenics
can live normal lives.

We're gonna get
a second opinion.

- You're welcome to do that.
- We don't need a second opinion.

I can think better.

It's quieter.

The pills are working.

These are the pills you give to
people who have schizophrenia?

(Harold whispers)
You don't have that.

You don't have that.

She's just stressed out, okay?
She needs to come home soon.

Well, she can go home
tonight if she wants to.

Tonight?

If you feel up to it.

You just have to be vigilant
about taking your medication.

I can go over the schedule
with both of you before you leave.

Junior?

June?

Hey, June?

- Hi.
- Jesus.

You scared me. What
are you doin' here?

I needed to take a
shower. Do you mind?

You can't just come in my
house when you want to.

Used to be my
house, too, remember?

Marie: That was a long time ago.

Don't worry. I'll
be out in a second.

What are those?

- Where did Junior get those?
- I don't know.

I don't believe you.

He's a good kid, Phillip.
He stands a chance.

He doesn't have
to turn into you.

I guess I lacked a role model.

You know what?

I wanna know somethin'.

How come you never showed up?

You never came and saw me once.

I didn't know where you were.

I asked Jack. He
said he didn't know.

When I finally found
out it was prison,

I was too mad to come.

That's probably for the best.

- I'm good.
- I don't believe you.

- I'm here.
- Are you here to stay?

Yeah, I am.

You mad about that, too?

Are you sick?

That's none of your business.

I don't want your stolen pills.

You're such a martyr.

I didn't get those.

Take 'em, don't take
'em... I don't care.

How do we know for
sure it's Mom's brother?

I found this stuff in their
house in Mom's old closet.

Who else would it be?

He talked about
Grandpa and Grandma.

He talks about his twin sister.

- It's him.
- What does he sound like?

Lonely.

And he talks about Dad.

About Dad?

What does he say?

I think Dad teased
him or something.

He says, "Harold doesn't
talk to me anymore."

Well, that doesn't mean...

Dad teased him
or anything, right?

He ignored him.

That's worse.

Did you play these for Junior?

I told you we broke up.

- (door opens, closes)
- Dad's home.

Hi, guys.

Mom!

Hey, Mom.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm okay.

I'm home now, so
everything's gonna be okay.

(chatter, music blaring)

Man, put that away. Jesus.

I thought college girls
were supposed to be smart.

The one with the shaved
head gave me this for two pills.

Those are real diamonds, right?

Maybe.

- How much you sell?
- About half of mine.

- How about you?
- All of it.

Kopus will be happy.

He'll probably ask
you to step up a bit.

You ready for that?

- I guess, yeah.
- Hope so.

You ever carry a gun?

Better wrap your
head around that.

- Right.
- I'm serious.

- It's part of the job.
- What are you talkin' about?

I'm just sayin', if you
wanna be involved,

you need to be prepared.

Whatever Kopus
says, you gotta do it.

No questions asked.

Just wanna make sure
you're down with that.

I'm not gonna shoot anybody.

You messin' with me?

Who do you think
did that NYU kid?

(knock at door)

(sighs)

(knocking continues)

- Hello?
- Man: Are you Deputy Jensen?

- Harold?
- Yeah, what's goin' on?

I'm Detective Alcala.
This is Detective Patten.

We're from NYPD.

We're workin' on the
Denis Bradley case.

Can we talk to you
for a few minutes?

Yeah, all right. Come on in.

We're sorry to
bother you so late.

This Denis Bradley case has
been a bitch right from the start.

But we had a development

and we need to ask
you a few questions.

Right, so you want
somethin' to drink?

No, thank you.

So what's goin' on?

A friend of Denis Bradley's told
us that Denis used to come out here

to score meth from
a guy named Mike.

Does that name
ring a bell to you?

- What, Mike?
- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I
know a lot of Mikes.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Do you know a lot
of Mike Parkers?

Do I have it right that
you picked up a guy

named Mike Parker
last week for smokin' pot?

Mike Park... yeah, yeah.
No, I pulled him over.

Did you book him?

What, for havin' a
roach in his ashtray?

No, I let him off
with a warning.

You let a lot of people
off with warnings?

You see, it turns out
that this Mike Parker

has been busted a couple of
times for possession with intent.

Did you... did you run him
before you cut him loose?

Yeah, yeah.

I still thought it
was a waste of time.

- Jesus.
- Alcala: You see, the thing is, Harold,

if you had busted him
like you were supposed to,

we'd at least have an
address to work with here.

That's why my partner
is a little out of sorts.

But you let him go.

A guy with priors.

You see, I don't
quite understand that.

I mean, is that some
kind of small-town logic,

or are you just tired
of doing your job?

Okay, what is this?

Are you guys looking
for a scapegoat?

Huh?

You wanna talk to me,
you come to the station.

Otherwise, I'm
goin' back to bed.

(Patten chuckles)

All right.

- Do appreciate your time.
- Yeah.

Sorry I couldn't be more help.

You got a lot of pills
in that stash now.

Yeah, I got somethin'
in the works.

What?

I'll tell you when it's time.

You need me to go to
another dorm this weekend?

Nah.

If it's another pharmacy
or whatever, I can help out.

Not this time.

Is this 'cause of
what I said to Mike?

What?

About not wanting
to kill anybody?

Why would you think
you had to kill somebody?

Well, Mike said...

You know, he told
me about the NYU guy.

Told you what about him?

That he, uh, you know.

No, I don't know.

Explain it to me, and
don't leave anything out.

Mike said that he killed him.

I'm... I'm not up for that,
but I can do other stuff.

What else did Mike say?

That was it.

And where were you when
he was runnin' his mouth?

At the dorms.

Mike's an idiot.

He wants people to think he's
tough, so he says stupid shit.

Keep that in mind.

Now why don't you head back?

Okay.

Junior.

Don't talk about
this with anyone.

(phone ringing)

Alcala: You know, we
gotta carry all this crap

back to the city eventually.

You think maybe you could
organize it in some manner

so we know what the
hell we're lookin' at?

Jesus, what a
couple of assholes.

Hey, uh, listen...

first day we started
searchin', something came in.

It was, uh...

It was somethin' that belonged
to my wife's twin brother

who passed away.

The captain said I could
take it, give it to his parents.

No, I'm sorry.

No, it was a long time ago.

No, I mean, I'm sorry.

Those detectives haven't
released any of this.

I can't purge anything
until they sign off.

Right.

Yeah.

So there's no
delivery on our end.

I just pick it up, pay
us, and we're done.

That's way more money
than I thought we were gettin'.

I don't wanna see you
spendin' it right after.

I know. Probably save it anyway.

Yeah? For what?

I don't know, a
house or somethin'.

Another round?

Yeah, keep 'em comin', now.

A house, huh?

You mean meth?

Me and my girl wanna
get our own place.

We're gonna have a kid soon.

It's supposed to be
born on Christmas.

Indian Jesus.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you to
think I was distracted.

I love this lobster, man.

When we get
through with this haul,

I'm gonna eat one
every day for a month.

You know, I always knew
long as I followed you,

good things would come.

You're like those guys
from the war movies.

You know, the ones
that are never gonna die.

I'm gonna die, Mikey.

Yeah, but you're gonna die last.

Never seen you drinkin' before.

You worried about the buy?

I just like to flush my mind
out every once in a while.

Sounds good to me.

Good things ahead.

I gotta take a leak.

What the hell is that?

I know what's goin' on.

I know what we're
doin' out here.

I don't know what
you're doin' out here.

I'm pissin'.

- Jesus, you're drunk.
- Yeah, so are you.

Think it'd make
it easier that way?

Mike.

Been your friend
since we were kids.

Everybody else in this town
cut you off a long time ago,

but I've always had your back.

- Put the gun down.
- Even your dad.

What?

Your dad had you
set up down in Florida.

Yeah, he's the one
who got you busted.

He bragged about it.

He said, "That's how you
take care of a problem."

But when you came
back, I was loyal.

I stood by, you know?

You should trust me, man.

That's the same gun you used
to kill Denis Bradley, isn't it?

Isn't it?

I told you to get rid of that.

Let me have it.

No.

Mike, give me the gun.

If you're so worried,
then take the bullets out.

Give me the gun.

I'm your friend.

Relax.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

- Okay?
- Mm-hmm.

(gasps)

(choking)

I'm sorry, Mike.

I'm sorry.

(groans)

Brian's voice: We start out
the way we're supposed to be.

Then our parents make
us into something else.

And we try and try to change
ourselves back, but we can't,

'cause we're like a tape
you can only record on once.

I wish me and my sister
didn't have parents...

so we could grow up pure.

I'm gonna record the same
thing on both sides of this tape,

so it's like a strange loop.

'Cause that's
what everything is...

it's just a strange loop.

It all goes in the same
circle over and over.

It just keeps getting faster.

That's why I like running track.

'Cause if you run against
the loop, it slows things down.

(grunts)

(splats)

Brian's voice: Some
people are on side A

and other people are on side B.

Sometimes when
side A gets quiet,

you can hear side B
whispering underneath.

They can both get
erased just as easy.

(tape recorder clicks)

(music playing)