Without a Trace (2002–2009): Season 2, Episode 2 - Revelations - full transcript

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Confessional's over there.

Not enough time in the day.
I'll pass. Who's missing?

Okay, Father Henry Stevens, 55.

Pastor here at St. Germaine's
for the past 12 years.

Hasn't been seen
since dinner two nights ago.

Any sign of foul play?

But the parish car is missing
along with the keys.

For all we know, he could have taken
the car for a ride to enjoy the fall colors.



The parish weren't terribly worried
until they found this.

He never goes anywhere without it.

It's registered
with the United Network of Organ Sharing.

What's wrong with him?

Cirrhosis of the liver, end stage.
The hospital paged him...

because they've got a liver for him,
and when he didn't call back...

they called his backup number
at the rectory.

Talk about bad timing.

If we don't find this guy in a hurry,
he may never get another chance.

Father Stevens was diagnosed
16 months ago.

The bishop sort of forced him
to take me on.

Yeah. We wouldn't want the church
to lose momentum.

He didn't put it quite like that.
I've only known Henry sick...

but, as far as I can tell,
until recently, it didn't affect his energy...



- or his attitude.
- Until recently.

Liver disease is hard.
He's not himself. He's tired.

He has a lot of ideas.

I think maybe he feels
he's running out of time.

Since you were working
so closely with him...

you would know if he was in trouble,
or if he felt threatened.

Threatened? By what?

Parishioner, an angry parent.

No.

Father Walker, in my experience,
when an adult male goes missing...

he's usually done something to cause it.

Nobody wants Father Stevens back here
more than me.

I don't have anything else to tell you.

So, if I may...

I have a communion class to teach.

Of course.

If you think of anything...

that might help, give me a call.

God be with you.

Sure.

According to the church secretary,
he's a paragon of virtue...

and he loves cats.

According to his street clothes
he takes his vow of poverty very seriously.

Take a look at this.

We're going to have to interview
every one of these boys.

Because he's a priest?

Because he's a missing priest.

He's a man of God, and he's dying, okay?
So, compassion.

You know, I want to believe in him, too,
but you have got to admit...

they have been testing our faith a lot
these days.

I played on a team.
The St. Benedict's Dragons.

I find it very hard to imagine you
in a white communion gown.

I didn't actually go to church.

When I was 13, I got busted shoplifting
a fifth of rum from a liquor store.

The judge gave me two choices:

St. Benedict's after-school program,
or juvie.

I figured, a couple hours
of basketball a day, how bad could it be?

- And how bad was it?
- Father Orlando kicked my ass.

Probably saved my life.

Do you know
if he has his prescriptions with him?

At this stage of his disease,
it is vital he take his medications on time.

I'll have the agents at the rectory
look for them.

So, Doctor Vercoe, is there anything...

that you can tell me about Father Stevens,
his disease, how he contracted it?

It might help us find him.

I'm bound
by doctor-patient confidentiality.

Honestly, I don't think
any information I have would help.

You never know.

For instance, if he's an alcoholic...

we could focus on the local bars.

Alcohol is only one cause
of cirrhosis of the liver, Agent Fitzgerald.

So he wasn't an alcoholic.

When was the last time you saw him?

He had an appointment. Five days ago.

And the scarring spread to the area
around the right hepatic vein.

- Treatment's not working.
- I had high hopes, Henry, but no.

You're not responding.
I called the Organ Network...

and updated your need category, so...

What about somatostatin?

- It worked well when we started that.
- Henry.

Why don't we... If we go back to it now...

All right.
That research program at Columbia.

That cell-replication protocol
was promising. You said that, Jim.

I'm afraid you're too sick now
to get into a research study.

So why did we wait until now?

Henry, I know this is hard.

All right.

Isn't there anything we can do?

Do what you do, Henry. Pray.

You need a new liver.
You don't have any other options.

Obviously, I'm a man of science...

but when the perfect match
came up for Henry three days later...

Maybe he just got tired.

Suicide?

It wouldn't be the first time
that a terminally ill patient...

took the easy way out.

No. Henry wouldn't, couldn't.

Henry just wouldn't want God
to think he didn't trust Him.

Yeah, Martin.
There are a bunch of prescriptions.

All filled within the last 10 days.

Yeah, they're full.

Do you want me to make a list
and send it over to the doc's office?

What's his stipend?

About $13,000 a year,
plus medical, room, and board.

Okay, so what's this?

I didn't say there was anything wrong
with the shooting.

Then I guess I don't understand
why I can't get back in the field.

You read my report.

"While there is no evidence to suggest
a breach of Bureau protocol...

"agent's fieldwork should be limited
to allow time for continued rehabilitation."

What exactly am I rehabilitating,
Agent Schmidt?

Any agent who's involved in a shooting
needs time to process it...

and you may need more time
than others because...

- Because I got shot.
- Yeah.

That was two months ago.

One thing has nothing to do
with the other.

I am not trigger-happy,
if that's what you're implying. I am not.

Agent Spade, the issue is not your injury...

or your conduct in the field.
The issue is your frame of mind...

which we are all concerned about.

My frame of mind, Agent Schmidt, is...

My frame of mind is right where
it should be, given the circumstances.

And where is that?

Well.

Thank you for seeing me and I...

I should get back and watch my desk.

Remind me to slam that OPR guy
with a softball at the next spring picnic.

I'm not sure that's how
you get on their good side.

Hey, have you got anything
on Father Stevens?

Yeah.

Where is it?

Okay.

He got a call on the rectory phone
from the precinct at 11:40...

the night he disappeared.

Okay, I'll call Martin
and have him check that out.

Other than that, nothing interesting
pops up. Family is deceased.

Barely graduated high school.

Ended up in a series of dead-end,
minimum-wage, and seasonal jobs.

- All in the same area?
- The Southeast. Mostly Florida.

No arrests. Two speeding tickets.
Entered the seminary at 34.

- A late bloomer.
- Yeah.

And joining the church is when...

from a background-check perspective,
his life gets really uninteresting.

Except for four charges for rental cars
in Fresno over the last 13 months...

the most recent, three weeks ago.

Which is interesting because...

There are no matching charges
for plane tickets.

- So how'd he get there?
- Now, that is the question.

- I'm working on it.
- All right.

This is Father Stevens' Bible
and most recent sermons.

There may be something in there
that we can profile.

Jack wants you to take a look at it.

You've got to talk to him, Viv.
Get him to lean on OPR.

I am not getting into the middle of it.

This is taking too long.
I should be recertified by now.

Samantha, you shot and killed two people.

Wait. Two armed suspects
who had their guns trained on me.

No one's doubting your actions.

But they cannot rush you back
into the field.

I am fine. Okay? I'm fine.

Restless is not the same as fine.

You don't think I'm ready, do you?

No.

So he'd come out to traffic accidents,
shootings...

whenever you guys had a victim
in need of spiritual support?

We'd call him
if we couldn't reach the family's pastor.

- Right.
- Or if they're tourists or something.

And the other night, did he seem
different to you or preoccupied?

He asked about my kids.
We talked about the Yankees.

When we got to the scene,
he was good to them like always.

"May the Lord pardon thee whatever sins
or faults thou hast committed"

Into thy hands, Lord, I commend thy spirit.

Oh, God, no.

- You killed her!
- No!

No, wait. Please, stop. Sorry.

- You killed her!
- That's enough! Ease up!

Easy. It's all right.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

So when you drove him home,
did he say if he was going someplace?

He wanted to walk home.

After midnight, in that neighborhood?

I think he wanted to clear his head.

He'd walk a bit and catch a cab
to St. Germaine's.

I didn't think anything
would ever happen to him.

... for forty years,
leading the people of Israel...

through the desert
to get them to the Promised Land.

God says that because of his sins,
he can't go in with them.

Now, frankly, I would have been angry.

I would have cursed God
with every nasty word in my vocabulary.

But the good news is, Moses ain't me.

And what he does is
give the people a message of hope.

Verse 8.

"The Lord himself goes before you
and will be with you

'"he will never leave you nor forsake you. '"

Moses knew.

God is always with you.

No matter what you do.

How long have you guys
been coming here?

Eleven months.

- And everyone gets along?
- Yeah. Everyone's cool.

No one comes here after school...

throwing attitude at you
or at Father Stevens?

No.

And in those 11 months...

you've never seen Father Stevens
argue with anyone?

Excuse me.

Father, would you come with me, please?

I don't think those boys were comfortable
talking in front of a priest.

I certainly wasn't at their age. Were you?

What makes you assume I was a Catholic?

You have the disillusionment
of someone who used to believe.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be presumptuous.

Presume away.

Are you nervous, Sergio?

Because your hands in your pocket
makes you look nervous.

And usually, when people are nervous,
they're lying to me.

Are you lying to me, Sergio?
Is he lying to me?

Look, Father Stevens is a good guy.
I got no beef with him.

Okay, well, someone does.
And I'm trying to save his life...

and you guys are not helping me.

There's this kid.
He's been coming most days after school.

David something.

But he and Father Stevens...

they got along.

The other day, I was sneaking out
to go to the movies and...

I told David to stay away from you...

and now I'm telling you
to stay away from David.

Teresa, I just want what's best for the boy.

What's best for the boy?
You've ruined our lives.

I just think...

No, I don't care what you think!
Listen to me!

I'm telling you. It's really simple.
Stay away from my son.

David, honey, come on.

When was this?

A couple days
before the father went missing.

- Did you see this, Mark?
- I wasn't there.

Do you think there's anything going on
between Father Stevens and this kid?

No. All I know is that that David kid
hasn't been back here since.

I had nothing to do
with his disappearance.

According to this report,
a kid in the after-school program...

saw you fight with Father Stevens
a couple of days before.

Which kid?

The same ones who beat David up,
or the ones who call him names...

because his father ran out on us?

Not great witnesses,
as far as I'm concerned.

Ms. Powers, that kid seems to think...

that there's something going on
between David and Father Stevens.

Well, there wasn't.

Then tell us what you were fighting about.

It's none of your business.

If Stevens went missing
because he was abusing your son...

then it is my business.

My son was not being abused by anyone...

and I have no idea
where Father Stevens is.

Ms. Powers, we'd like to talk
to David alone. Is that okay?

I'm sorry, but no.

- Lf he has any information whatsoever...
- No!

I just want everyone
to leave my son alone.

Can I go now?

Sure.

Thanks for coming in.

I really don't think
that priest did anything to that kid.

Do you think if she knew anything
she'd admit it?

That would give her motive.

I agree with you.
I think she's covering up for something.

I just don't think it's that.

- I don't.
- All right. Fine.

I want you to set up a surveillance
and find out what she is covering up.

Okay, so on each of the days
he used his credit card to rent a car...

Stevens also bought a round-trip
plane ticket to Fresno with cash.

He had to use a credit card.
You just can't rent a car without it.

Now, all four rental cars were driven
between 121 and 134 miles.

- He's headed to the same place.
- Or the same person.

And it's no more than 65 miles
from the airport.

Could he have been seeing
another doctor out there?

I found no record
of any medical charges at all.

No one at St. Germaine's knew
that Stevens was headed out to Fresno.

So maybe he's really good
at keeping secrets...

or he just doesn't trust his coworkers.

The money we found in Stevens' room...

had traces of ephedrine and rock salt.

- Someone's making methamphetamine.
- Yeah.

And Central California
is the meth capital of America.

As many of you know,
Father Stevens is missing.

And while he is currently lost to us,
he is still in God's sight.

You all know Father Mazzone
from our sister church, St. Urban's.

He will lead us in prayer today
for the safe return...

of our shepherd, Father Stevens.

In the name of the Father and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Dear Heavenly Father,
we come to you today...

as a congregation...

to ask you to deliver back to us
someone we love.

Bring him back to the people he serves,
to the people who need him.

You didn't like the message today?

Look,
I don't know where Father Stevens is.

Then why are you running from me?
It doesn't make you look innocent.

You're not, are you?

You have anything in here
that might cut me or hurt me?

You forgot to take the joints
out of your pocket...

before you went to church today.

I don't know where he is, all right?

He gave me a ride home the other day,
said he was going my way anyway.

He had to meet a guy.

And what, your uncle won't give you a job
if you finish high school?

He's got the job now.

It's very nice that he offered you the job,
but if you drop out of school...

and then you lose the job,
it'll be hard finding another one, you know.

I could use the money.

Is he Catholic?

I'll tell you what, I'll talk to him.
Stay in school, Mark.

Those air-conditioning repair jobs
will be here soon enough.

Don't worry about it.

Okay, I'll be right back.

I didn't want to believe it. I mean,
he was always getting on us about using.

Things aren't always the way they look.

They usually are.

I'm going to have Father Walker
keep an eye on you.

If I find out that you got high,
dropped out, messed up, anything...

I'm going to come back here
and straighten your ass out myself.

You got that?

Get out of here.

Remind me to get a new desk, will you?

So sorry to have kept you waiting, Agents.

We haven't been waiting too long,
Your Eminence.

I hope it's okay.
I asked Father Greenwood to join us.

Father Greenwood wouldn't happen to be
your in-house attorney, would he?

We know you're here
about Father Stevens.

We want you to understand
that we'll do everything we can...

- to cooperate with your investigation.
- Great.

We'd like to talk about
Teresa Powers and her son.

Yes, we've heard those rumors.

As of this morning, Father Stevens
is suspended from his duties.

Our press office will have a statement.

That was fast.

The Church takes accusations
of sexual misconduct extremely seriously.

Are you aware, then,
of his possible drug use?

We found a large sum of money
in Father Stevens's room...

which had traces
of methamphetamine on it.

You didn't know.

No, I did not.

Just so that you know...

all of our evidence,
including what we have...

on his relationship with the boy,
is circumstantial.

Unfortunately, where there's smoke,
there's usually fire.

You seem very anxious
to cut Father Stevens loose.

Makes me think
you're hiding something else.

In this climate...

we must make it very clear
to our community...

that we take the policy of zero tolerance
extremely seriously...

and that we are willing to act accordingly.

All right. Thanks. Bye.

Our guys that were trailing
Teresa Powers...

just followed her
into a cheap motel room in Queens.

Ten minutes later, somebody else
shows up and meets her in the room.

Medium build, dark hair.
Walked in about 20 minutes ago.

- Who registered for the room?
- She did.

But she didn't use her own name.

FBI, open the door.

Come on, Teresa. Let's go.
This isn't getting any better for you.

Step away from the door.
Please, step away from the door.

Keep your hands where I can see them, sir.

Wait a minute.

You're the priest from St. Urban's.

I don't know where Father Stevens is.

When was the last time you saw him?

About five days ago, I guess.

He came over to St. Urban's
to ask me about Teresa.

- The boy doesn't know.
- The boy knows!

It's undermining his belief in the Church,
in God, his mother, everything.

- The boy doesn't know!
- He came to me, Anthony!

Yes.

Yes, he can't figure out
what to do with himself.

So. You're going to report me then.

Not if you stop seeing this woman
and get some counseling.

- I'll try.
- No, you don't try.

You either commit or you don't.
It's that simple.

Okay. I will.

I'll stop.

All right.

Look. I know what this might look like
to you, but...

I tendered my resignation the day before
Father Stevens disappeared.

I'm only staying on at St. Urban's
until they find a replacement.

Did you know?

I had no idea it was Father Mazzone.

So you two had talked about it.

Many times.
He was struggling with what to do.

Really?

He seemed to have no problem
giving Father Mazzone...

the fire and brimstone treatment.

Maybe he was trying to wake him up.

Because with me, he was waffling
a lot more than I could understand.

Yes, they're two consenting adults...

but what this priest is doing isn't right.

I know I have to protect the boy.

But the priest's sins...

- What right do I have to judge him?
- He's taken a vow of celibacy.

It signifies his dedication to God...

and his rejection of the physical world.

Violating it doesn't make him a bad man,
just a poor priest.

Maybe I should talk to him first.

Give him a chance to make things right...

before I run off to the cardinal
and ruin his life.

We're supposed to hold ourselves
to a higher standard, Henry.

Nobody's perfect, Sean.

And you have no idea why he struggled
so hard to make this decision?

Father Stevens
had a great capacity for forgiveness.

Is it possible that he had his own secret?

Something that made it hard for him
to condemn Father Mazzone?

You obviously think
you know something I don't.

There is evidence to suggest
that Father Stevens was using drugs...

maybe even dealing.

I spent every day with him.

I would have noticed something.

People are very good at hiding things.
Especially when they have a lot to lose.

Perhaps he lost his faith.

Father Stevens wrestled
with his faith every day.

It's what made him a good priest.

He didn't believe God was gonna hand him
pat answers to difficult questions.

We're supposed to struggle
to figure it out.

If Henry was going to die of liver disease...

God expected him
to find some purpose in it.

Maybe he couldn't.

Any possibility that he used the drugs
to take off the edge?

You know...

I see little slivers
of what people are capable of.

I hear things in there...

what we do to one another.

But you?

You must see horrible things.

And yet, you get up every day...

and put on your black suit,
and you go to work...

knowing that you will
probably see a lot more.

What do you expect me to do?

Wait for God to find them?

Maybe you don't believe in this...

but you believe in something.

Power. Vengeance.

Justice.

Everybody needs something to believe in.

You still haven't answered my question.

Father Stevens believes in grace.

Drugs don't hold a candle to that.

So did you ever see Father Stevens
with this guy?

Nope.

He came in a few days
before Doyle got here...

said he wanted to rent him a room.

Paid me in cash like always,
and that was it.

- What do you mean, like always?
- Homeless guys...

abused women and their kids,
they're never here very long.

Just until they can find them
someplace permanent.

The Haywood Hotel...

clearly a stepping stone for a better life.

And he always paid cash?

We'll lock up when we leave. Thank you.

Smooth dismissal.

Father Stevens is nothing if not generous.

It looks like Doyle
hasn't been here in a while.

- This guy's an ex-con.
- What?

Prison art.

What, did you do a nickel at Pelican Bay?

Because if you did,
I'm going to be a whole lot nicer to you.

No, actually, I did an internship
at a state prison. Taught accounting.

And I received several of these
lovely cigarette-box...

knick-knack holders as thank-you gifts.

Like my grandmother always said:

"You can take the con out of jail...

"but you can never take
the jail out of the con."

Morro Ridge Federal Prison is right here.

Round trip from Fresno, 126 miles.

So Stevens was visiting Doyle in prison.

Here's my theory. Back in the old days,
before Stevens became a priest...

he was running drugs in Florida
with Doyle.

Let me see the file.

Doyle got out of prison
two-and-a-half weeks ago...

after serving a 20-year sentence
for running a meth lab.

So, what? The meth in Stevens's room
was 20 years old?

The money you found
was old and crinkly, right?

- Yeah.
- I'll bet it was Doyle's take...

from their last big score.
Stevens was holding the cash for Doyle.

Doyle got mad when Stevens
started to give the money away.

So why visit Doyle in prison?

Maybe he was trying to rehabilitate him.

Maybe that's why
he brought him to New York.

Either way,
Doyle has got to know where Stevens is.

Has Doyle made contact
with the parole office?

All right.
Give me the case workers' numbers.

That's the parish car.

Sam, I got to go. No, I got to go. Bye.

I'll take the passenger side.

Doyle, FBI.

Slowly throw the keys out the window.

Slowly exit the car.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

What did I do? Jeez, I didn't do anything.

Put your hands on the roof.

- Where is he?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

Father Stevens.
That's what I'm talking about.

- You've got his car.
- I didn't steal it.

I get it. He gave it to you, right?

Kind of like a congratulations-
for-getting-out-of-the-slammer gift.

No.

He came by the hotel the other night.
He wanted my help.

- God, Hank. What happened?
- There was an accident.

- Then let me take you to the hospital.
- No, listen.

I've got to get to Florida.
I've got a car downstairs.

Hank, if you were in an accident,
I got to take you to see a doctor.

No, I wasn't in an accident. I gave rites.

I gave last rites to a woman.

And she's dead.

I'm so sorry.

He didn't mean to kill her.

He didn't mean to kill her.

No.

Okay, Doyle.
This guy's given last rites a million times.

- What freaked him out this time?
- I don't know.

You haven't been out of prison
for more than two weeks...

yet you decide
to violate the terms of your parole...

and leave the state without permission?

Come on, this guy's dying.
What was I supposed to do?

And what about the vestments
in your room?

Nothing on the car.

No blood, no sign of struggle,
no trace evidence...

to suggest that he was carting
Father Stevens around in the trunk.

- Any chance he scrubbed it down?
- No.

They found a new liver for him.

- What?
- Yeah.

But if we don't get your friend back
in eight hours...

they're going to give that liver
to somebody else...

and your friend's going to die.

- Where is he, Doyle?
- I don't know. I swear it.

- He ditched me.
- When?

Last night.

Let's go back and go see your doctor.

- No.
- We've only been on the road...

what, five hours, and you're falling apart.

I'm just tired. It's been a long day.

We'll stop for a few hours, get some sleep.

- Hank...
- No, listen.

If I don't feel better when we wake up...

then I'll go back.

Yeah, no arguments, no arguments.
I cross my heart.

- You're just tired.
- Yeah.

Like you don't believe.

When I woke up, he was gone.
He left the keys for the Taurus...

and some gas money,
and that rosary you found.

- And you just drove back to New York.
- No, I looked everywhere.

He must have hitched a ride
or taken a bus or something.

We know about the money.

We do. Was it his, or was it yours?

I'm going to take a guess.

The reason he helped you
get out of prison...

is because he helped you get in there
in the first place.

Tell me I'm right.

It happened a long time ago...

before he became a priest.

So you got busted. He didn't.

What happened?

We were brewing a batch in this
dumpy house outside of Jacksonville.

We thought we heard something outside.

We were both high.

I stayed too long.

And Stevens got away.

With the money?

$38,000 and change.

What, and you've been in contact with him
all along?

No. I'd been away 16, almost 17 years...

before he showed up the first time.

I come walking into the visitors room,
and there he is...

sitting up straight, with that collar.

I burst out laughing.
I thought he was wearing a costume.

What'd he say to you?

That he was sorry.

Sorry for what?

For ditching me...

and for not stopping by sooner.

Maybe he's telling the truth.

What, that they hit some kind
of fork in the road?

Doyle went to prison,
and Stevens went into the priesthood?

Maybe we're just too cynical
to believe it to be true.

Yeah, the only thing that people learn
from getting caught...

- is how to be more careful.
- Now, come on, Jack.

Father Stevens is using
his old drug money for charity...

getting Doyle out of jail.

Whatever he's doing,
he's on some kind of mission.

Great, thank you.

Vivian.

You were right.

It wasn't just Doyle's arrest
that scared Stevens.

There was a car accident that night,
about 14 miles from the meth lab.

Like the one he saw on the night
he disappeared?

No. A hit-and-run.

Alex Bradford, 17-year-old high school
football star. Died at the scene.

The driver of the other car
was never found.

- A fork in the road.
- Yeah.

"Through love and faithfulness
sin will be atoned for"

Proverbs?

He used it in a sermon
a couple weeks ago.

Okay, this football star,
his parents still alive?

They live in Florida.

Way to watch your desk.

Thank you very much.

You stay here. I got it.

- Go easy.
- Don't I always?

Henry Stevens?

FBI, Special Agent Jack Malone.

- I'm here to take you back to New York.
- FBI?

Listen, Father.
A liver has become available.

There's a surgical team standing by.
But we have to go now...

or they're going to move
to the next person on the list.

I'm sorry.
I know you've come a long way, but...

I can't.

There's something I have to do.

Alex Bradford?

You know?

You dying won't bring him back.

Living hasn't brought him back, either.

I thought it was a miracle that
I had gotten away with all that money...

and then I read in the paper
that Alex had died.

I killed him.

Nothing was ever the same.

Saul on the road to Damascus.

I tried running away, and...

one day I ended up in church,
and I was sitting in the dark in the back...

and I heard a voice say:

"My son."

It was a priest,
who was smiling down at me.

Father. There's a lot of people
waiting for you in New York.

I'm going to die soon,
and I cannot leave this life...

until I wash this stain from my heart.

Why don't you go inside,
say what you have to say...

come out, and we'll get you to New York
as quickly as possible.

No.

No.

"O God, whose only-begotten Son,
by his life, death and resurrection

"has purchased for us
the rewards of eternal life

"grant, I beseech thee, that we may
meditate upon these mysteries

"and imitate what they contain
and obtain what they promise.

"Through the same Christ, our Lord.
Amen."

Thank you for looking for me.

What're you still doing here?
Why don't you go home?

Paperwork.

I talked to Schmidt in OPR.

You can go back into the field,
under one condition.

What?

We want you to see
the in-house counselor.

We?

Okay, me.

No.

Samantha, you may not think
that I'm the best person qualified...

to talk to you about this.

But this kind of event...

can have long-term fallout,
and you've got to deal with it.

I just feel like you've lost faith in me.

Nobody has lost faith in you.

Least of all, me.

Come on, I'll walk you out.