Touch (2012–2013): Season 1, Episode 5 - Entanglement - full transcript

The authorities will be doing their evaluation of Jake and Martin to see if Jake should remain under state care or be returned home. Both Martin and Clea are hopeful that Jake will be able to go home as Jake's behavior is much more "normal" when his father is around. A potential obstacle is the yet unopened package sent to Martin via the facility from Abigail Kelsey, Martin's sister-in-law who once tried to get custody of Jake following Sarah's death. Martin is suspicious if only because he did not tell Abigail about Jake being taken away or about the evaluation. On the way to the evaluation meeting, Martin's laptop is stolen by a career petty thief. Martin chases the thief onto a bus, the thief who is able to escape. However, it doesn't look like Martin will make it to the evaluation meeting on time as the young woman who he sits next to on the bus clandestinely pulls a gun on him, she who will not let him go. As Martin learns of her plan, he has to decide if he should try to escape to the meeting, or if the bigger picture, based on the latest number Jake provides him which is through a "new language", is to get this woman to her true end goal, whatever that may be. Martin will ultimately learn certain parts of Jake's grand plan with this number, which includes two Saudi girls masquerading as boys as they come across a pregnant woman in distress, a Montreal based medical intern who is engaged to a woman from back home in an arranged marriage situation set-up by his parents but he who would rather get to know the woman he sees on the subway every day, and a patient in his hospital requiring a life saving bone marrow transplant. Meanwhile, Arthur tries to reconnect with his daughter because of Jake. Their estrangement was due to issues surrounding Arthur's current work, which may make her resistant to hearing him out about Jake.

490,000 babies
will be born today.

Each of them unique.

And each one of them

a link in the greater
human chain.

And the moment their
umbilical cord is severed,

they'll become an individual

with their own hopes,
dreams and desires.

But, in fact, each one of us

is actually made up
of a dozen systems.

I'm lost. I'm a tourist.

Central Park? Go
two blocks this way.



Okay, thank you.
Oh, you're welcome.

Thank you. Sure. No problem.

Which, in turn,
comprise 60 trillion cells,

and those cells house
countless proteins,

DNA organelles.

What appears to be an individual

is actually a network.

Excuse me. You dropped this.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

Each one of us is, in fact, a
living, breathing community.

But it doesn't stop
there. Why would it?

Every individual
hope you harbor,

every dream you attain,



every desire you
fulfill has an impact

far greater than
you can imagine.

At least that's how it
looks from where I'm sitting.

Jake, come on.
Lunch is almost here.

Let's make some room.

Great, perfect.

Okay, Jake, just
the way you like it.

Sesame bagel
quartered, not toasted.

This is exactly what
I'm talking about.

What the evaluation
committee needs to see today.

You two, connecting.
It paints a picture.

They can't make an
assessment of Jake's situation

unless they see his
bond with you firsthand.

I'd think the last 10 years
would be proof enough,

but whatever.

Okay, come on, buddy,

let's get some food in
you, okay? Come on.

Jake, come on.

Look, I know this
hasn't been easy,

but we're all on
the same side here.

Everyone wants
what's best for Jake.

No one wants that more than me.

So today is the first
in a series of evals

to decide who gets
custody of Jake.

They'll run him
through assessments.

Assessments?

PEP-3. It determines his
developmental functioning.

Imitation, perception,
fine motor skills.

Jake's improving,

but we both know he's more
focused when you're there.

These photos you put together
for the evaluation, it's icing.

Add it to your
friends' testimonials,

the things Jake's
aunt sent over.

It goes to strengthen...

Wait. Abigail sent
something to Jake?

A box. I haven't
opened it yet, if...

Jake's been in board and
care for less than a week.

How did she know he was there?

I just assumed you told her.

No.

When Jake's mother died,

her sister Abigail tried
to take him from me.

Oh, here, let me.
It's all right. I got it.

Buddy, it's all right.
Accidents happen, okay?

Five o'clock, I'll be there.

Sweetheart, you gotta go.

It sort of looked like this.

Numbers. Numbers, I'm
starting to understand them.

And now patterns?

Here.

What was the medium?

Heh. Maple syrup

and sugar packets.

Of course.

Please, tell me that
I am so desperate

to have a conversation
with my son

to help stop the pain,

that I'm starting to see
signs where there aren't any.

Why would you want
me to tell you that?

Because today, the
best thing for Jake

is for me to just be his dad.

The best thing for Jake is
for you to follow his road map.

Look at this.

Mathematicians have studied art

through the lens of geometry

since the first line was
drawn on a cave wall.

So you're saying that
Jake's pattern is a number.

He's just playing
with the format.

See, the circles have 22 points.

It's a riff on a centered
heptagonal number.

Twenty-two. Huh.

The number that Jake
wants to convey to you is 22.

Why doesn't he just
write it down like before?

Why does he have to draw it?

That seen to be remains.

Remains to be seen.

This is good.

Jake's progressing.

Normally, I'd be thrilled,

but we were finally
starting to communicate,

now he wants to
change the language.

Yes, but he's
got your attention.

Maybe the old
language couldn't...

put across what
he needed to get.

Tea?

Are you feeling okay?

Never better.

Tell me you grew a
pair and talked to her.

Okay. Make me proud.

Eight o'clock. I
want you on that train

talking to that girl.

♪ But I'm better
now I'm strong ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been gone a while ♪

♪ But I'm back for good ♪

♪ I was trying to live a
life That I misunderstood ♪

♪ I couldn't seem to stay
away From the darker things ♪

Not today.

Hey! Hey!

Watch out, watch out!

Sorry wrong bus.
Sorry, sir. Excuse me.

That guy just stole
my computer. There.

Stop that guy! Please!

Sorry.

Hey.

Damn it.

Sorry about that. The
guy just stole my computer.

Jake's pattern.

Sit still and shut up.

This will be over in five stops.

Don't even think about it.

Please, I'm late for an
appointment for my son.

MARTIN: Martin Bohm.

Please leave a
message at the tone.

The eval's about to start.

I'm tap-dancing as fast
as I can, trying to stall.

You said you'd be
here. Where are you?

You don't understand.

All I have to be
today is on time.

I'm not trying to be
a hero. Trust me.

But I have to believe that
nobody's supposed to die today,

so please, at the next
stop, let's just get off the bus

and I swear I won't say a word.

Is that man part of this?

Shut up.

One down, four to go.

The works. Do you remember?

So the concert happens.
After, we go backstage.

Big security guard
sitting there in front.

Show him the passes,
say, "Excuse me."

He stops us, says,
"You can't go there."

Daddy.

You came.

You're late.

Couldn't come
empty-handed, could I?

I'm gonna open this

and find pictures of someone
else's vacation, aren't I?

I taught you how to scrub
one of these when you were 6.

How about today
we keep it legit?

Wember, didn't
think you'd make it.

Yeah, I got held up
on the cross-town bus.

Ah. So you and Mandy's mom

went all out. Ah,
place is a dump,

but Miranda loves it.

I've been bringing
her since she was 3

for Chinese New Year's.

You used to cover your eyes.

And peek through my
fingers at the Chinese dragon.

Honey? Well, your mother
and I got you something.

What?

A new car?

Oh, it's too much.

Guys, I got a new car.

Only the best
for our girl, right?

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

Well, what's going on?

Their son, Gabriel Wilmington,
acute myeloid leukemia.

He needs a bone
marrow donor quickly.

And he's adopted. Birth parents?

I want you on the phone

with every donor
coordinator on our list.

We'll need an ethnic
match, so start on the coasts.

I hope you have no place to be.

No. No place to be.

No, thank you. You know,
it's one of those situations...

I'm in need of some
medical attention.

Excuse me.

I, uh, slipped in the
shower. I hit my head.

ER's on the ground floor.

But they'll send me right
back up here, get an MRI.

So why don't we just
skip the middleman?

It happened again,
didn't it, Dad?

It's happening now.

I want you in front
of a neurologist.

Dr. Bennet owes me a favor.

Imagine it, Maggie, we can
map the brain event in progress.

This could be the key to the
next numbers in the sequence.

Yes, hi. This is
Maggie Miller. I'm...

I found another one, a boy.

Dad, no.

Jake Bohm.

He's unlike anything
you've ever seen.

And cognitive and
intuitively advanced.

Now, if we start the
study right today...

Stop it!

Dad, you're sick.

Let me help you.

If you wanna help,
get me to a scanner.

Been down this rabbit hole.
Know what's there? Rabbits.

But it's different
this time, Maggie.

They don't even know
I've found the boy.

What is it gonna take
to get through to you?

The last time you did
this, you lost everything.

They took it! No, you imploded

and you dragged me
down right along with you.

So tell me,

how is it gonna be
different this time, hmm?

Please, talk to Dr. Bennet.

You're seeing things
that just aren't there.

No. No.

I'm seeing clearly for
the first time in years.

Aah!

Please, my son
is waiting for me.

Shut up.

You said this would
be over in five stops.

Is that when he's
getting off the bus?

I'll do it. I'll shoot you.

Then go ahead. If you don't
start answering my questions,

I'm gonna do more than talk.

Ten years ago, that man
walked into El Mozole, my village.

It was just after breakfast.

My mother was hanging laundry.

The bullets came first.

Our neighbor, a school teacher,

I watched her head explode.

And I hid under my bed,

and I listened to my
mother beg for their lives.

But my father...

They took my father
and my brother.

He was only 5 years old.

That man killed my family.

Today, I balance the scales.

If the examiner would be
willing to come back tomorrow.

Jake's having an off
day. Come on, Clea.

We both know tomorrow
wouldn't be any different.

Jake's non-responsive.

He has difficulty
following basic instruction.

He can, he chooses not
to. There's a difference.

If his father had been
here... Look, I get it.

You're pulling for
the dad. We all do.

But on paper,
this one is a mess.

Jake's repeatedly run away
while in his father's care.

The authorities had to be
called on multiple occasions.

The truth is Mr. Bohm
was part of the evaluation.

Just not the way
you wanted him to be.

I'm sorry, Clea, but
from where I'm standing

you're betting on
the wrong horse.

Even if everything
that you told me is true,

killing him is not gonna
bring back your family.

An eye for an eye.

What about you?

Why do you care? You
don't even know me.

I can't...

I won't believe that
I'm supposed to sit here

and let this happen.

There are some moments
that define our lives.

This is one of them.

I was 10 time zones away,

two packs in, staring
down a deadline,

when the first plane
hit the North Tower.

My wife worked
on the 87th floor.

She called me that morning

and I wasn't there
to pick up the phone.

Today, right here, right
now, you have a choice.

Your father wouldn't
want you to be doing this.

He didn't die for you to
just throw away your life.

Don't let this man take
everything away from you.

Don't let him win.

I followed him home.

He lives at Hotel Monte Real.

It's a rat hole on East
Broadway and Pike.

Not a care in the world.

He goes on living
while my family's dead.

Fate put me here.

We make our own fate.

I have nothing left to lose.

Taxi, airport. Please! Hurry!

Open the doors!

Open the door, please, sir.

You need to get
off the bus. What?

The girl there, she's got a
gun. She's from El Mozole.

Come on, now! Go!

Stay with me.

Get out of the way.
Move. Let me off.

Come on, this way. How
do you know who I am?

The girl on the bus. Look,
I don't have time to explain.

No!

Who is she? Who is she?

You raided her village.

You killed her father
and her brother.

No. No, that's not possible!

Listen to me. I'm
trying to help you.

She's not gonna
stop until she kills you.

Shut up! Get back. Get back.

Don't shoot! Today, you die.

No. Today, we change fate.

I don't wanna hurt you!
You shouldn't even be here!

This is where I'm
supposed to be.

He killed my family!

You can't kill a man
in the street like this.

Please, look at me.
You have a choice.

You do not have to do this.

What?

Thank you! Dad told me,
you two did this together.

I can't believe
it was your idea.

Oh, well, I, um...

He's really not a bad
guy. He's just not you.

Bye.

No!

Watch out!

Oh, no.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry.

She's still alive! Please.

Someone call 911!

Please! Call 911!

You're gonna be all
right. Stay with me.

Hey. It's me. I'm at
Victory Memorial Hospital.

Something happened.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Mr. Bohm, stop. Listen to me.

The eval, it's
over. It's too late.

What do you mean?

It can't be late. This is
my son we're talking about.

Look, tell them anything.
I was in an accident.

I tried, I stalled. I came
just short of begging, but...

Look, you know I'd do anything

if I thought it would make
a difference, but it won't.

The psychologist left. Nothing
more either one of us can do.

Miss Hopkins, please.

Jake gave me a
pattern, a road map.

He wants me to follow it.
He needs me to follow it.

I have to go now, Mr. Bohm.

Wait. Please.

Hello?

Son of a bitch.

"Exodus 22:22."

"Do not take
advantage of children

whose fathers have died."

Thank you.

There will be other girls.

Not like her.

Hey. Hey!

Wait. Wait.

If I was gonna turn you in, the
police would be already here.

What do you want? Your tattoo.

"Do not take
advantage of the children

whose fathers have died."
What does that mean?

I saved your life. You
owe me at least that.

You must understand.
We were at war.

I was there that
day in El Mozole

and the men were killed
in the name of our country.

And the children? You
killed the children too.

A few of us, we couldn't do it.

We took them to the local church

where the
missionaries assured us

they would be taken far away.

That they'd be safe.

Where?

Canada.

That's all I know, but
it's the truth. I swear it.

Marisol's brother
is still alive.

Excuse me. Is Marisol
Flores awake yet?

You family? No.

Look, I brought her in. I
just need to ask her some...

What is that?

It's a request from
a donor database.

So, what, you're looking
for donor matches?

HIPAA prevents sharing
patient information.

I understand that. I know
this is gonna sound weird,

but my son drew
a design exactly...

Sir, I'm gonna
have to ask you to...

"Gabriel, El
Salvador to Montreal."

I'm calling security.

It says he's Salvadoran.

Don't call security.

I think I found
your donor match.

The patient's name
is Marisol Flores.

Please. Just give
me five minutes,

and I can prove it to
you. They're related.

Get out!

Please, I just need
to tell you something.

Haven't you done enough already?

Just listen to me.

You were right, okay?
It was just like you said.

Fate put you on
that bus for a reason.

It was to find your
brother. He's alive.

No.

He was smuggled
out of the country

and adopted by a
family in Montreal.

That's where he is now,
in a hospital just like this.

Marisol, he's sick.

He needs a donor for a
bone marrow transplant,

and if you're a match... Stop!

Please, stop.

My whole life, I
believed... No, I knew.

I saw what happened,
what that man did.

What that man did
was unspeakable.

He killed your father,
and for that, there's no...

No excuse.

But he spared the children.

You weren't wrong.

There was just
more to the story.

There's only one way
you can know the truth.

Please, take a leap of faith.

Please.

Nice work.

Thank you.

You wish to give his
parent the good news?

Ah, actually, I have
a train to catch.

Um, I'm Sami.

You broke your heel.

Um, do you wanna get
a coffee or something?

Hey, buddy.

You're still awake.

One full minute
on each side, okay?

That was always
World War III for us.

Jake craves routine.

He gets that here.

He could get that at home too.

I know. But if the
state has its way,

he could be getting
it in Rhode Island.

What are you talking about?

The level of care
that Jake requires.

After today's evaluation,

they're questioning
whether New York

has the appropriate
facility to meet Jake's needs.

They wanna move him?

Let me talk them. Look,
there was an accident.

I was on a bus... This
time it was an accident.

But what about next
time? It has to stop.

Unbelievable.

My son is finally
communicating with me, my son.

And you people are
telling me not to listen?

No, but until this
evaluation process is over,

I'm asking you to
change the conversation.

You keep tilting at windmills,
they're gonna take him away.

You don't want
that, I don't want that.

So please, just give me
something to work with.

Hey, there, Jake. It's Mommy.

You know that if
I could be there,

I would always, always
be there with you.

But with my job and...

Well, you know, there will
be nights when I can't be.

So on those nights,
you can listen to this

and it will be
like I never left.

Like I'm right there,

sitting on the end of your bed.

♪ Oh, little sleepy boy ♪

♪ Do you know What time it is? ♪

♪ Well, the hour
Of your bedtime ♪

The threads that connect us

are not bound by space and time.

What seems to the
individual like a twist of fate

from another perspective

is simply one of those
threads pulled tight.

How things should
have been all along.

Without you, these
children would be lost.

There's something different,
something evolutionary,

a higher state of consciousness.

These children are
here for a reason.

They're here to teach us.

Without you, these
children would be lost.

Without you, these
children would be lost.

These children would be lost.

And even when those
threads seem irreparably frayed,

they never break.

Not completely.

♪ Do you know what time it is?

♪ Well, the hour
Of your bedtime's ♪

♪ Long been passed ♪

♪ And though I know
You're fighting it ♪

But sometimes, the
most important connection

is here and now.

♪ You're fading fast ♪

Good night, my sweet.

I love you.

♪ Hey, little sleepy boy Do
you know what time it is? ♪

♪ Well, the hour of your
Bedtime's long been past ♪

♪ Won't you run come
see St. Judy's comet ♪

♪ Roll across the skies ♪

♪ Leave a spray of
diamonds In its wake ♪

♪ I long to see
St. Judy's comet ♪

♪ Sparkle in your eyes
When you awake ♪

♪ Oh, when you wake, wake ♪