All language subtitles for Without.a.Trace.S05E04.All.for.One.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Who is brave enough to
tackle this problem?

Let's go, girls.

Somebody show
some initiative.

Angelina.

Oh, hell, no.

I know you can do it.

Now get up here
and solve this thing.

You better get that chalk

out of my face.

:
Okay.

Open your workbooks
to Chapter Four

and work quietly.

Yeah, right.

Quietly.

That was awesome.

Excellent work, Malia.

I'll take that.

Who wrote this?

Malia, come with me.

All of you girls,

stay in your seats.

Wait here.

I want to know
who wrote this now.

WOMAN:
She was discovered

missing at bed check
Tuesday evening.

We searched the entire
facility, outlying area,

and there's no sign
of escape,

and nothing we found
indicates violence.

You mean, besides
the death threat.

Any idea who
wrote the note?

No, that's why
I called you.

I need this dealt with
quickly and aboveboard.

Any problems we
should know about?

Two murders,
three suicides,

six reported cases
of sexual assault,

all in the last

year and a half.

Well, what about escapes?

Six in the past year.

Pardon me for asking this,
but how do you still have a job?

This all happened
before my time.

I took over five weeks ago
to clean up this place.

Did Malia have any problems
with any of the other girls?

No, she was a model resident.

Well, you don't go to juvie
for making honor roll.

She had served 13 months
on an 18-month

sentence-- DUI,
vehicular manslaughter.

Prior to that, she had
some minor drug offenses,

some truancy issues.

She grew up
a foster kid

until she was adopted
three years ago.

Hey.

Let me ask you--
who's this?

That is Malia's
sister, Clare.

Her boyfriend was seriously
injured in the accident.

Fourth passenger
was killed.

The sisters walked
away unscathed.

Did you find anything else?

Well, she likes to read,

and she likes
to clean her teeth.

SAMANTHA:
Hmm.

Guys, I found something.
I need you

to come with us, too.

This place isn't
exactly Alcatraz.

It's not supposed to be.

Our goal is incarceration
without confinement.

MARTIN: Well, you've
got it half right.

Is this system armed?

Yes, always.
Open the door, please.

There should be
an alarm.

I don't know how this happened.

I'll tell you
how it happened.

Someone disconnected
the contact switch.

They stripped the wires, and
then they twisted them together

in order
to keep the circuit closed.

How many people have keys
to this door?

All the staff.

ELENA: So Malia
rigs the alarm,

steals a key,
and walks right out the door.

Or whoever sent the note
followed through with her threat

and carried her out.

Hey, Sam went to run
background on the girls,

and Jack called
Malia's parents, okay?

What about the visitor's log?

Viv's on it.

Are you brushing up
on your algebra?

:
It's a seating chart.

You know, according
to the teacher,

all the girls were sitting
in their assigned seats

when, uh, Malia
received the note.

How was attendance?

Hundred percent.

Let's see if we can figure out
who wrote the note.

That got handed to me,
and I passed it on.

So what?

So, did you have a
problem with Malia?

If I got a problem with someone,
I don't write them a note.

That ain't the way I do things.

Right.

Apparently, the way
you do things involves

slashing people
with a metal ruler.

Like I said,
I don't write notes.

She was real quiet.

You keep to yourself
as much as Malia did,

and folks start to think
you're hiding something.

MARTIN: You know,
your file says

that you're affiliated
with La Raza.

So?
So,

Malia didn't have a gang
to back her up,

which makes her an easy target.

I actually liked the girl.

There's plenty in here
who deserve worse than her.

So, who wrote the
note, Michelle?

I don't know
who wrote it, but, uh...

I know where it came from.

ELENA: All roads lead
back to you, Angelina.

I found the note on my desk.

It wasn't addressed to me,
so I passed it on.

Okay, so where was it
on your desk?

Look, I got nothing to say.

The girl y'all should be
talking to is Jamie.

Oh, yeah?

What's Jamie's
relationship with Malia?

They're like a lot of girls
in here-- gay for the stay.

It's not like that.

Malia and I are just friends.

And she's a foster kid, too,

so she gets it.
Gets what?

Being in the system
and all that.

I mean, at least
she was adopted,

and she had her sister.

But, you know,
we're not criminals.

I mean, I was put here
on runaway charges,

and her thing
was a total accident.

Did she ever confide in you?

About what?

I don't know-- any kind of
trouble that she was in?

If she had any enemies,
anything.

Well, I mean,
everybody here has got enemies.

Jamie, look,
if you know anything,

or you've seen anything,
you need to help your friend.

All right, a couple of days ago,

they brought in a bunch
of high school kids,

like a "Scared Straight"

kind of thing, where we talk
about life decisions...

Whatever.
It's something to do.

My name is Malia.

I should be a freshman
in high school, but I'm here.

This is Jake Hollingsworth.

I killed him

and ruined everybody's
life-- his parents,

my parents,
all of our friends...

My sister's boyfriend,
Charlie, can, like...

...barely walk 'cause of me.

The police
and judge sent me here

'cause that's what I deserve.

But it doesn't change anything.

'Cause even
when I get out of here,

:
Jake will still be dead...

...and I'll still be the one
who killed him.

That'll never change.

Can I go now?

Yes.

(muffled whimpers,
loud thudding)

Give it back!

Bitch.

Michelle Vasquez?

Yeah.
Now, did Malia

tell you what they
were fighting about?

No. She said
I'd be better off not knowing.

ELENA:
Martin,

they're bringing Michelle down.

Look what I found
in her mattress.

Well, you think it's a weapon?

Nah, it's not filed down enough
to do any real damage.

It can be a work in progress.

Let me see that.

Maybe it's not a weapon.

Are you looking
for a vent?

Yep.

Gangs like to brand
their products.

Didn't you find strands of
dental floss in Malia's stuff?

Yep.
It looks like the same size.

Hey, any luck identifying
the girls from La Raza?

Gang intelligence gave us five
girls, all of them alibied out.

Let me guess--
the little angels were napping.

No, four of them were
in separation for a fight

and one was recovering
from a diabetic seizure.

What about Michelle Vasquez?

She admits to writing the note,
but she denies anything else.

If Malia stole drugs,
she'd know La Raza

was coming after her, right?

So what if she just escapes?

Or she took the drugs herself
and overdosed.

Where's the body?

The alarm was disabled, right?
Mm-hmm.

Anybody could have
moved the body.

She's passed every drug test
she took since entering Barkley.

When was the last time
she was tested?

Six weeks ago.

A lot could happen in six weeks.

She stole drugs?

Does that surprise you?

No, I just wish it did.

We thought Barkley
would help her.

Oh, come on.

You know, you give her a choice
and she will make the wrong one.

You think a lifetime of
bouncing around foster homes

had anything to do
with that?

Yes, of course.

But her sister has
managed to do very well.

They're different
people, Mark.

How are they different?

We adopted the girls
three years ago.

Clare has always been very
cautious and very reserved.

But Malia is a risk-taker.

She's fearless.

On your visit
three days ago,

what was her
state of mind?

She actually
seemed to be thriving.

But this last visit
did not go well.

Where's Clare?
I thought she was coming.

She has her hands
full with Charlie.

His pain's getting worse.

Listen, I've earned

enough good behavior points
for a weekend furlough.

And all you have to do
is tell Director Haskell

you want to take me
for the weekend.

Out of the question.

Why? It's just a weekend.
This isn't about you

earning enough points
for a weekend jaunt.

This is about you
taking responsibility
for your actions.

I am!
I'm doing great in here.

My-my grades are good.
It's just two little days.

The answer is no.

But I've earned the points.
I need to get out of here.

Calm down.

No, you calm down!

I deserve to get
out of here!

Calm down.
Malia.

Malia.
This isn't fair!

I am hard on her
because that's what she needs.

She ever ask
for a furlough before?

No.

JACK: She's been
in there 13 months.

Why now?

Why was she so desperate
to get out?

She's impulsive.
You know, when she doesn't

get what she wants,
she just throws a fit.

It's more than that.

I think she's lonely.

She misses her sister.

All right.

Now, she received a visit

from a man by the name
of Robert Pervis.

Ever heard of him?

No. No. Do you think
he's involved?

We're tracking him down.

Custodian walked in
on Angelina Torres

taking a handful of
pills in the bathroom.

What kind of pills?

Nurse pumped her stomach
and found a large amount

of the anti-ulcer drug,
Misoprostol.

Attempted suicide by
anti

That's a new one.

Yeah, I don't think
it was suicide.

That drug is very common
in illegal abortions.

Really?
Yeah.

You have an explanation for
girls getting pregnant in here?

The only men these girls have
contact with are the guards.

Hey.

So where are you from?

Bronx.

Okay, pero tu familia,
de donde es?

Mi familia fue El Salvador.

Que lindo.

Are they here?

My father is.

Angelina, we really need
your help here, okay?

He made me have an abortion.

Who?

The guard.

What's this guard's name?

Officer Watson.

Angelina, did he rape you?

No.

He pimped me
and a couple other girls

to guys on the outside.

Okay, was Malia
involved in this?

She came to me the other day.

She wanted in.

Shut it!

That thing you told me about--
I want in.

I thought
you weren't interested.

I changed my mind.

Look at her.

It's not like dinner and
a movie with these pigs.

It can get real nasty.

I can handle myself.

Why do you think
Malia wanted in?

I don't know,

but she was supposed
to turn her first trick

the day she disappeared.

VIVIAN:
Amanda Washington,

Laura Revis,
Katie McDonald.

Any of these names
ringing a bell?

Yeah.

They're all
juvenile offenders.

They're all children
that you've been
using as prostitutes.

Troubled girls
with troubled minds--

they will say
just about anything.

I want you to
write it down.

Write what down?

The name of the individual
that you sold Malia to.

I don't know
anything about that.

And I got nothing to say.

You are running
a child prostitution ring.

You forced a
girl to have

a near-fatal abortion.

That's attempted murder
and sex trafficking.

She tell you that?

No, I'm telling you that!

And you are really
starting to piss me off!

Now, we can start
talking about this

or we can call in the lawyers.

I will put this in the hands
of the U.S. Attorney,

and he will be more than happy
to tack on a murder charge.

Is that what
you want?!

Is that what you want?!

It wasn't about...
hooking.

She said she was
gonna give me a grand

if I could get her out
for a couple of hours.

I saw her outside her class,
so I made the move.

Wait here--
I'll be 15 minutes.

If you screw me on this
and try to run,

I'm gonna turn out
your little friend Jamie.

I've got some clients
that are perfect for her.

Son of a bitch!

And so, what,
you just left her there?

What am I gonna do,
get in a gunfight?

You nasty piece of...

Hey!

I waited for her at Barkley,
but she never showed.

What was her business
at the high rise?

I have no idea.

What was the address?

544 West 43rd Place.

Hell's Kitchen.

My sister's been shot?
We don't know.

Some neighbors reported
shots from the alley.

The police responded,

but they didn't
find anything.

Oh, my God.

VIVIAN: Now, the address
is 544 West 43rd Place.

The CPS file says that

you both lived there,
with a foster family,

four years ago.
Yes; with the Wexlers.

JACK:
We checked.

They moved two years ago.

Do you have any idea why

she'd go back
to that building?

I don't know.

Clare, don't
protect him.

Protect who?

Doug Barry.

Who's that?

CLARE: He lived
down the hall from us

when we were staying
with the Wexlers.

He's a jerk; he's nobody.

He's a scumbag
drug dealer.

Malia hated him.
Charlie.

Just tell them
what happened.

I'd just graduated
from high school...

Get used to that, college girl.

I will never get used to that.
Ew...

What?

I don't know.
I'm just proud of you.

Got into college!
That's awesome!

Yeah, it is pretty sweet.

Just don't forget
about me, all right?

Hey, this is just phase one
of the master plan.

I'm paving the way
for both of us.

You keep your grades up and
we'll get an apartment together.

Mm, I don't see me
going to college.

I do, and I'm not
giving you a choice.

In the meantime,
you'll be sleeping

on my futon every weekend.

Okay.

I was totally right
about you two.

Doug, what are
you doing here?

Shouldn't you be, like,

at a grown-up party,
since you're 22?

I love kids, what can I say?

CLARE:
Hey, what's this?

DOUG:
It's a happy pill.

What does it do?

It makes you happy.
Take it.

We're celebrating, right?

Yeah, but I don't think...
Yeah, but nothing.

You don't always have
to be a goody-goody.

Come on, let's have some fun.

Bottoms up.

I've been looking everywhere
for you guys.

You guys are being
antisocial.

Come on.

Let's go.
Okay, come on.
Come on!

After a couple of hours,
we were out of our minds.

I just wanted to go home.

I found him lying facedown
in the bushes.

Oh, what a
lightweight.

Thanks, Jake.

I'm kind of
toasted myself.

Can I have a ride?

Sure, but I can't drive.

I got it.

You sure you're
cool to drive?

Cooler than you'll ever be.
Give me the keys.

Malia blamed Doug
for the accident.

She said he gave us
some bad stuff.

But she didn't tell the police
that he provided the drugs.

He said if we ever
told, he'd kill us,

and Doug doesn't
care; he'd do it.

Excuse me.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.
Uh, excuse me.

What's up?
The shop owner saw Malia get
into a car with an older guy.

Did he get a description?

Better-- he got plates.

What is he, a cop?

Neighborhood Watch.
He saw an older guy,

younger girl-- he figured
it was solicitation.

Curt Hollingsworth.

Sound familiar?

Malia killed his son
in the accident.

You received a collect call
from a pay phone

in Hell's Kitchen
at 9:15 p.m.

I'm not denying that.

We also have a witness
who saw Malia get into your car.

Yeah, she called me.

So I went downtown
and picked her up.

Oh, right, right, 'cause of
course, she'd call the guy that,

quote, um, "hopes your
wasted life is filled

with the same emptiness
I wake up with every day."

These are your words from
Malia's adjudication hearing.

That was then.

I'd just buried my son.

I was a little angry.

You work your anger out on her?

No.

Look, when I lost Jake,

everything fell apart--
my wife and I,

we... we couldn't help
each other.

I-I couldn't work because
I couldn't get out of bed.

What's that got to do
with Malia?
I was desperate.

I needed something, anything.

So, about a month ago,
I went to see her.

VIVIAN: Well, your
name didn't appear

on the visitors' log.

I used a $50 fake I.D.

Robert Pervis.

Yeah.

I-I didn't think
she would see me.

So, what, you just ambushed her?

No.
I just wanted to talk.

There's pictures of
Jake all over the house.

He's smiling in
every one of them.

That kid, he, uh, he smiled
for his driver's license.

What was the last thing
that he said?

He said...

..."I love this song,
turn it up."

Then what?

Then he...

rolled down the window
and listened to it.

What song was it?

I don't remember what it was
called, but I remember...

it sounded really good
and he really did love it.

:
Yeah.

I told him a
million times

to call if he was ever too drunk
and needed a ride.

Why didn't he call?

Because he had a ride.
With a drunk girl.

He knew better than that.

He should've known better.

I should've made him
know that.

It wasn't Jake's fault.

And it definitely
wasn't yours, either.

I think about you... a lot.

I do.

I used to, uh, pray that
you were miserable.

But I could never bring
myself to hate you.

I tried.

You're the closest thing
that I have to my son.

I want you to promise
me something.

I want you to promise me

that if you ever need anything,
you'll call.

No questions asked.

Just call.

Okay.

She was the last person
to see my son.

I need that connection.

Assuming you're telling the
truth: What did she want?

She needed a ride
to Metro North,

so I took her to Harlem
and 125th

Street Station.
Which line?

I didn't ask.

Any idea what she was doing?
No.

All right,
so let me get this straight.

A 15-year-old girl
escapes from juvie,

calls and asks you for a ride,

and you don't ask her
what's going on?

I promised I'd help her,
no questions asked.

I honored that.

Hey, Danny, I
spoke to Transit.

They're pulling all
ticket receipts
for single rides

and they're posting
Malia's picture.

What about the security video?

We're downloading it right now.

Here's what I got for you.

If she got on
the Metro North

rail at 125th and Harlem,

we're looking at three
possible lines:

Hudson, Harlem, and New Haven.

Well, all of those lines
have dozens of stops.

And connecting rail service,
transfer points...

She could be anywhere.

Give me one second.
Delgado.

Okay, yeah, good.

They've got Doug Barry.

They're bringing him in
right now.

Where's Malia Norton?

In prison, last I heard.

Did I make some kind
of FBI most-wanted list

or something, hmm?

I got to call mom.
She's going to be so proud.

Don't forget to mention
the manslaughter charge

while you're at it.

I didn't kill anyone.

We have sworn testimony
that says you provided the drugs

that caused a fatal
car accident.

Now, in New York State,

that's good enough
for manslaughter.

She was at
your apartment, moron.

What happened?

I was just cruising in my crib

when all of a sudden
she went Aeon Flux on me.

Hey!

Where's my sister?

Shouldn't you be locked
in your cage, hmm?

I got out to see you.

Ooh! I get it.
This is a conjugal visit.

What's this?

What my sister owes you.

I said cash.
I don't want this schwag.

That's $2,000 and you know it.

It's $1,200-- tops.

Okay, fine, I'll get more.

Just leave my sister alone.

Me leave her alone?

She's the one blowing up my cell
every two hours.

That girl went professional dope
fiend, like, six months ago.

I finally had
to cut her ass off.

Of course, now that you're
starting to settle her tab,

I'll start returning
some of those phone calls.

You stay away from her!

Take it easy.

What are you going to do?

I said...

stay the hell away

from Clare.

I chased after her,
but she was ghost.

Now, why would you lean

on Malia to pay off
Clare's drug debt?

I didn't.
I thought she was still in juvie

serving her sister's time.

What are you talking about?

Malia should have never got
locked up.

(distant, indistinct
conversation)

MALIA:
You cool to drive?

Cooler than you'll ever be.

She wasn't the one driving
when they wrecked that car.

I didn't see that one coming.

That's your little sister.

She looks freezing.

That's because she was.
It was about 40 degrees out.

And this is her arriving
at the Pelham stop,

which is right by
your apartment,

so we know that
she came to see you.

I've told you 50 times
I haven't seen her.

I want you to find her.

I would tell you.
I swear, I would tell you.

There are some things you
haven't told us, isn't there?

Like what?

Like the fact
that you were driving

the night of the accident.

Clare...

you made your sister
take the fall for you

and then you turned your back
on her.

I didn't make her do anything.

CLARE :
Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
Charlie, wake up!

Oh, my God,
Charlie.

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, Malia!

Malia, oh, my God.

Oh, my God, he won't move.

The door won't open.

Oh, my God, Charlie.

Malia.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

The door won't open.

He's not moving!
Help me!

Jake's dead.

What?

He's dead.

What are you--
Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, I killed him.

What did I do?
Charlie!

Charlie, wake up.

Clare.
Charlie.

Clare, you've got
to listen to me.

Listen to me.
No, no, no.

Stop it, Clare,
stop it.

Listen to me,
listen to me, Clare.

No, Charlie,
please wake up.
Clare, listen to me.

Listen to me: You didn't
do anything, okay?

I was driving.

What?!
They'll be easy
on me-- I'm a minor.

No! No way!
They'll send
you to real prison.

I don't care.

I don't care
about anything.
Clare.

Clare, you won't be able
to go to college.

Remember, the master plan?

The apartment?

Remember?

I don't...!
Listen, listen.

I'm only going to go away
for a little while.
No.

I did this, I did this!

Clare, listen to me!

No, no, no, no, no, Clare!
I was driving.

You have to do it
this way, okay

I was driving.

She seemed so sure it
was the right thing to do.

God, she's a baby.

This whole thing is my fault.

Yeah.

It is your fault.

Now you need
to tell us where she is.

I don't know.
Maybe she came by

your apartment because
she was sick of doing your time

and sick of paying
your drug debts.

What?

How did she
find out that

you owed money to Doug Barry?

Because I told her.

Mom and Dad said you
deferred your enrollment

to college.
It's not a big deal.

What?

The whole reason I'm here

is so that you can
go to college.
Okay, I'll enroll

next semester-- I didn't
come here to get lectured.

I need a favor.

I kind of screwed up.

Remember that
savings bond the Wexlers

gave you?
For college?

Yeah, how much was it for?

About $3,000.

Why?
I just need it.

What's going on with you?

Nothing.

You're using.

Whatever.
It's not a big deal.

I owe somebody,
like, 2,000 bucks.

$2,000

Doug Barry.

It's just painkillers.

Charlie's doctor
won't give him enough.

You know how psycho
Doug Barry is.

You have to pay him.
If I could pay him
I wouldn't be here.

I didn't mean it like that.

Does it look like
I have money?

I don't have anything.

I am in here all by myself
and you're a junkie.

It's not like I meant
for this to happen.

I took all the crap for you!

All the anger and meanness
everybody has

about the accident,
it's all on me!

I took it all for you!

Forget it; this was a mistake.
It's not your problem.

I didn't know she'd break out.

Well, you didn't give her
much of a choice.

Yeah.

DANNY:
Martin, it's me. Listen,

I'm in Clare Norton's apartment.
Is Charlie Wilkes

still with you?
Yeah, we still have him.

Good.

I found a clump of red hair

wrapped around the wheel
of his chair.

There's tissue,

there's blood attached to it.

Right.

I got it.

Charlie,
this is Agent Fitzgerald.

Hello.

What's the matter?

I'm having a migraine.

Need some aspirin?

Aspirin doesn't help.

Yeah, nothing works,
does it?

The migraines,
the back pain...

But Clare takes care
of you, huh?

We take care of each other.

Right, by pumping
enough Oxy

into each other
to kill a mule.

Look, if it's possible,
I'd like to do this later.

Later?!

Later?!
No, it's not possible.

We found Malia's blood and hair
in your bedroom.

I didn't do anything.
MARTIN:
Yes, you did, Charlie!

Malia showed up and threatened
to take Clare away from you,

and you killed her.

Yeah, I have to lie down.
My head...

Where is she, Charlie?
Shut up!

Do you have any idea what
it's like in Sing Sing

for a guy with
your limitations?

You are going to be the poster
boy for "Bitch of the Month."

I don't know what happened.

I was asleep.

Clare?

Clare?

Clare, wake up.

Clare, wake up!

What the hell
are you doing here?

We need to call an ambulance.

She's fine. She'll wake up.

Call an ambulance, Charlie.

And then what?

What are you talking about?

I know Clare was driving
that night.

She told me.

I lost it at first,
but now I understand why

you guys lied,
and I'm fine with it.

This isn't about you, Charlie.

She's killing herself!

Yeah, well, going to prison
isn't going to help her.

Could we just talk about
this for two seconds?

Charlie, move.
I can't do this without her.

Look at me.

I can't lose Clare.

All you have to do
is five more months

and this whole
thing is over.

No, it's over right now.

I'm calling the police.
Charlie, move.

She was just so irrational

and I wanted her to calm down
so we could talk this through.

Where is she, Charlie?

But then she wouldn't wake up.

What did you do with her?

I put her in my chair
and used the service elevator

to get her down
to the storage room

in the basement.

Malia!

Go check in there.

Malia!

I got her!

Let's get a medic in here!

Hey.

Hey.

I'm Martin, I'm with the FBI.

You're safe now, okay?

All right,
let's get you out of here.

Okay.

All right.

I got you.
Hey, come on.

Easy.

I got you. Okay.

There we go. Okay.

You're safe now.

MARTIN:
Let's hold up, guys.

Oh, my God!

Look at you.

I am so sorry!

I love you.

All right, Clare,
she needs to go.

Can I go with her?

No. No, you can't.

First you need
to straighten some things out

with the district attorney,
regarding the accident.

Okay.

All right, let's go.