All language subtitles for The.Sinner.S04E01.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NOS

- Hey.
- Ah, that took a while.

- Yeah, there was a line
at the bathroom.

- You see out there?

There's a little notch
in the horizon at two o'clock.

- Uh-huh.

- That's Clark Harbor.

Lobster rolls await.
- Okay.

- Hmm.

"The 'Bazegw Legend'
tells a story of De Paor,

"an Irish settler
on Hanover Island.

"With his family
facing starvation,

"the God-fearing De Paor
sacrificed his daughter

"on Bazegw Cliff to
appease a vengeful God.

"Miraculously,
the cod returned for everyone

but De Paor."

Another story
of male overreach.

- He must've been hungry.

Come on.

- You made it!

- Mm!
- Oh.

- Hi.

- You had a smooth ride?
Not too choppy?

- No, it was--it was perfect.

Oh, this is Harry.
Harry, Greta.

- Hi.
- So this is the guy.

- Yeah, he managed
to stick around.

Many men have tried and failed.
You must have skills.

It's all her.

- Oh, my God, Greta.

Oh, my God.

This is amazing.

Oh, the light.

- The good news is,

if you want to stay for longer
than two weeks, it's all yours.

I talked to Deedee.

She's not coming up
till August.

- Oh, that's amazing.
I could stay here all summer.

You--you can hear the waves.

That'll help
with your insomnia.

- Uh-huh.

- Two lobster rolls.

Enjoy.
Enjoy.

- Thanks, Steph.
Getting busier, huh?

- Oh, yeah, we're getting
the, uh, summer crowds now,

and our hauls are getting
bigger--fingers crossed.

Enjoy your meal.
- Thank you.

- So she and her husband,
Mike Lam,

worked on the fishing boats
here for years.

No one complained.

Then they start
their own fishing operation.

Nine months ago,
they open up this place.

Now some locals are grumbling
about a Chinese takeover.

I mean, the island is beautiful
and enchanting and all that,

but locals can be
provincial little shits.

- That's terrible.
- Mm.

- What about you?
Have you had any trouble?

- Oh, no.
No one's worried about me.

I'm a broke lesbian painter.
I'm not taking over anything.

So, Harry, what are you gonna
do with yourself

when she's off painting
all day?

- I thought I'd explore
the island a little bit.

I have my plant

and my tree guides.

- He's--he's a bit
of a botanist.

- So you're--
you're fully retired now?

- Yeah, it's over a year.

I guess it was time.

- Sounds like you deserve it.

I mean, the stuff
that Sonya told me, I--

I still can't believe
what you both went through

with that psychopath.

W-what was his name again?

- Jamie Burns.

- Um, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to--

- That's okay.
That's okay.

It's--it's just been
a bit of a--of a process.

Yeah.

- That's why we needed
a change of scenery.

- Ah.

So--so, tell me,
what's, um--what's this

about you giving up
on the male nudes?

That cannot be for real.
- I guess, yeah.

Uh, after everything
with Jamie,

it just didn't feel right
anymore.

I want to paint light now,
the sky.

- You know,
I-I think I'm going to leave

you two to catch up,
and I'm gonna take a stroll.

- Oh, okay.

Oh.

- You need some good boots
to survive this shoreline.

Yeah.

- Tourist's thing to do, huh?
- Maybe.

But you managed
to find the one quiet spot

in the midst of the mayhem.

That's a sign of character
in my book.

- It's good, isn't it?

- Yeah, it's where
I come to recharge.

I work for my family,
so, you know...

I need the breaks.

We're--we're up in that
big red building down there--

Muldoon Fish Company.
- Oh, yeah.

I saw the T-shirts.

- Mm.

Yeah, we're pretty much
everywhere on this island.

They say you can never escape
your family, right?

- I guess that's right.

- Yeah, well, sure is for me.

- So are you a fisherman...

woman-type?

Or a fisherwoman?

- Do you fish?

- Actually, just so you know,
the, uh...

the women who fish

prefer to be called
"girl fishermen,"

which--which, personally,
I think is problematic

on multiple levels.

But what can you do?

Have you, uh--
have you been here long?

- I got here today.

- Mm.

Has she spoken to you yet?

- Who?

- The ocean.

- Uh...

I don't think so.

- Mm, she will.

She's in a mood today.

- How can you tell?

- It's like a-a vibration

or frequency or something.

Does that sound weird?

- No, it's...

I usually even wonder
if nature notices us at all.

- I think she does.

Yeah, all the time.

Well, my time's up.

You have a good one.

- Yeah, you too.

Was that okay?

- Yeah.

It was perfect.

- It's just...

I'm never quite sure
how hard to do it.

I-I don't want to hurt you.

Was that hard enough?

- Looked like you wanted
to hurt me.

So it was perfect.

- Wait, where's
your medication?

I don't--I don't see it here.

- Actually, I left them
at home.

- W-what do you mean?
That's--that's not good.

- Yeah, it's okay.
I--

- You can't just
stop antidepressants

like that all at once--
that's really dangerous.

- I know. I've been weaning
myself off them.

Dr. Carragher's advising me.

- What do you--What?
That's--Since when?

- It's been a few weeks now.

I told you.

- You said you were thinking
about it.

You didn't say
that you were actually doing.

- Well, I never should have
been on them begin with.

That was the therapist's idea,
and that's all over with now.

- I wish you had told me.

I-I really think that's
something I should know about.

- Yeah.

You're right.

- Won't that just make
your insomnia worse?

No.

It'll be fine.

- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

I'm serious.

Stop it!

- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

- East cove is clear!

Let's move over to the west.

Bring your men back in!

- Ah, I just talked
to the dive captain.

Ah...

still nothing.

They're saying it's tough
with the surf right now.

We'll see.

- Okay.

- It's kind of strange
because the tide's coming in.

So they're saying
if there was a body

that it'd be pushed
into the rocks, not out to sea.

- I'd say that the currents
are pretty tricky out there,

the way the rocks are.

- Look, I know I asked,
but I need to ask again.

You sure you haven't been
drinking tonight?

No, I haven't been drinking.

- What about drugs?
Medications you're on?

It's just better
that we know now.

- Come on, please.

I saw her fall.

- Yeah, I get it.

It's just--if you're right,

it's gonna upset
a lot of people.

The Muldoons are big guns
on this island.

Percy's their golden child.

- This kind of thing is tough
for anybody.

- Oh, boy.

I'm sorry to drag you
out like this, Meg.

- You're scaring the hell
out of me, Lou--

- Well,
we don't know anything yet.

Now, you sure
you haven't heard from Percy?

- She's not answering her cell.

- Okay.
Okay, well, maybe she's asleep.

- Yeah, maybe she crashed
at Kerry's--I don't know.

We didn't even know
she wasn't home.

- Meg, this is Harry Ambrose.
Harry, this is Meg Muldoon.

This is Percy's grandmother
and her uncle Colin.

Harry's the one
who thinks he saw Percy.

- Well, we're still piecing
together the situation.

- What is
the situation exactly?

I--
This doesn't make any sense.

- It was about
a-an hour ago or so

that I was walking in town,

and I saw your granddaughter
ahead of me,

and it seemed like
she was uneasy.

Maybe she was trying
to get away from somebody.

And she took the path up here.

I tried to catch up to her.

That's when I saw her
out on the bluff,

and she went
straight out onto the edge.

All of a sudden...

she jumped.

- What?

What do you mean she jumped?

You didn't tell me this.

- Well, I--
well, we just don't know, Meg.

- He just said that
she walked out there by herself

and jumped into the water.

- That's what I saw.
- This is ridiculous.

- Yeah, I-I'm sorry, Meg.
It's a terrible thing to--

- She wouldn't do that.

It doesn't make any sense.

- Well, there's got to be
a mistake.

- How, uh...

exactly do you know Percy?

- Today down at the docks,
we happened to start talking.

She mentioned she worked
for the family business,

your Muldoon Fish Company.

- You just happened
to bump into her out here

in the middle of the night?

- I had trouble sleeping,
Went for a walk, I saw her.

- You followed her?

- Just wanted to make sure
she was okay.

- Right.

- What's going on?
- It's a fucking shitshow.

- That's Sean.
He's Percy's father.

- That guy thinks he saw...
- Uh, hey, mister.

Where were you exactly
when you saw Percy?

- By the trees.
- Will you show me, please?

- Meg, I think
it's probably best--

- That's all right,

I'll show her.

So I was here.

- There isn't even
a clear view.

I can't even see out of here.

Did you know this?

- I didn't realize
it was that far.

- And right here?

Percy could have
just stepped over.

You wouldn't even see it.

There's a way off over here.
Did you know that?

- I know this is hard
to accept,

but I saw her.

- No, you did not see her
because I can barely see out.

How can you be so sure?

- Meg, I think--

- I don't know
what to think here.

Lou, he's a man walking around
in the middle of the night,

following my granddaughter.

- Look, I was
a police detective

for 40 years.

If I see something,
I'm going to try to help.

- I think the best thing
we can do

is just wait
until we know more.

That's all we can do.

I'll bet you that Percy's
gonna get in touch.

In a couple of hours, she's
gonna be hungover somewhere,

and we're all gonna
laugh this off, okay?

In the meantime, I need you
to come down to the station,

fill out a proper report.

- God, I can't believe it.

That's awful.

Did--did she seem depressed
when you spoke with her?

Was there anything
that you noticed?

- No.
No, nothing.

- Hmm.

- She seemed thoughtful,
not depressed,

and the family seemed
surprised by it, too.

- You sure you're okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

Just--I keep going over it
in my head,

and I'm not even sure anymore
if I saw what I saw.

You know, it was dark, and...

maybe I made a mistake.

You know, I put that family
through hell for no reason.

- What else could it have been?

- Mm...

maybe it just looked like
she fell,

and my brain made up the rest.

Maybe I'm getting old.

- I wish you had called me.

- Oh...

- I'm going to cancel
with Greta for today.

- No, oh, no, don't.
- What?

- You know,
you should keep your plan.

- No, I can meet with her
another day.

I'll be with you.

- No, I'll be fine.

Yeah, I got to get
some sleep anyway.

- Yeah, this is Lou.

- Hey, Chief Raskin.
It's Harry Ambrose.

- Oh, hey, Harry.
How you doing?

- Look, uh, calling to see
if there's any news.

- Ah, no,
they still haven't found

anything in the cove,

and the Muldoons haven't heard
from Percy either.

But get this--
one of the lobstermen here,

he was up
at 3:00 this morning,

and he swears he saw Percy

drive by in her car
last night at around 3:30.

That's about a half hour
after your 911 call.

- After?

He's pretty sure
about the timing?

- Yeah, well, he's up

at the same time
every morning.

What do you make of that?

- Just like this--

you know, very particular
how they were arranged.

Somebody placed them, I think.

It was intentional.

- I don't understand.

- Right before Percy jumped,

she looked behind her.

It was like
she was seeing somebody.

So I went back, and I walked in
the direction of her eyeline,

and that's where I found these.

- Right.
But, I mean, what are they?

Is that a piece of rope?
You--

- Don't.
You got to fingerprint them.

I mean, if I were you,

I'd try to get
these things fingerprinted.

- And how do these
help us find her?

- You know,
when she looked behind her...

somebody might have been there.

Someone whose prints

might still be on these things.

You said
that you think that Percy's

still alive somewhere.

She might be with that person.

- I think she jumped.
- Jesus Christ, Josh.

Come on.
- I'm just saying.

- All right.

Well, I guess it won't hurt to
have these dusted for prints.

- Great.

- What about her cell phone?

- Ah, the phone companies
haven't found anything.

The phone's off or busted.

- Okay.

Oh, Meg Muldoon insisted

that I run a background check
on you, just in case.

I-I didn't think
it was necessary.

You got
an impressive track record.

- Well, I don't know.
- How long you been retired?

It's almost a year.

- Hmm.

I got five years
until my pension kicks in.

I can't wait.

It must be heaven.

- Yeah.

Okay, well, uh, let me know

if you need anything else,
I guess.

- Ah, sure thing.
I appreciate it.

- Sure.

Okay, uh...

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

- Uh, don't miss Herring Cove
while you're out here--

the best sunsets on the island.

- Get that out of the way!

Got a second crate!

- Watch it. Coming through.

- No, ask him again.
Ask him...

- Can I help you?

- It's quite the operation
you have here.

I was passing by.
I saw your sign.

- Well, unfortunately,
we're not open to the public.

- Sure.
- Liability issues.

- Say, uh, I--

also, I heard
from Chief Raskin.

Still no news
about your daughter,

and I just want to say

it's got to be pretty tough
on you.

- Well, uh...

we're doing everything we can.

- Yeah, you know,

something that I've been
wondering about, uh...

do you know
when she left last night?

- Oh, around 5:00..
Why?

- Any idea where she went?

- Hey, what's going on here?
- He's asking about Percy.

- I just was wondering
whether any of you

knew where Percy went
last night after she left work.

- No.

I'm sorry.
Are you investigating this now?

- No, no.

Uh, just--I'm trying
to make sense of it, you know.

I...was wondering whether
she talked to someone.

That could be a good lead
about where she is.

- What does that matter,

if we're supposed
to believe your story?

- Well, there are
some loose ends.

- So you're changing it.

You think she might be alive
somewhere, too?

- Well, I saw what I saw...

but I might've...

Maybe I made a mistake.

- Look, mister,
I appreciate your concern,

but it's our job to find
my granddaughter, not yours.

So let's leave it at that,
all right?

You can go out that way.

- Uh, thanks.
Appreciate the time.

- Take care.

Hey, you can't do that!

Mike, this isn't your--
Hey!

Mike, what the hell
are you doing out here?

This is not your time!

- What's going on there?

- They always fight--
Muldoons and Lams.

- What about?
- Doesn't matter, man.

Docks, the fish--
it's always like that.

- Any of you see Percy Muldoon
when she left work yesterday?

- Yeah, she went to that bar
they all go to, The Knot.

- You watch it, don't you?
- Yeah, I do.

I'll own it.
- Yeah, I believe you.

- Fuck you.

- Percy's exactly
like her grandmother.

She's a boss, you know?

She made captain
before she was 20,

and I heard she could outlast
any crew on the long hauls.

- Strong girl.
Real local spirit.

- You know,
I been hearing that.

Like somebody who probably
never seemed troubled

or depressed or anything.

- No, she's not
the kind at all.

- Oh.
- Hey, Kerry.

You seen her come in last
night--she was normal, right?

- Yeah.
- The girl had made it, too.

I mean,
the whole Muldoon business,

everything Meg built--
it's all going to her.

Doesn't make sense she would
jump off a cliff like that.

- Sam, Colin Muldoon says
that story is bullshit.

She's missing.

- Well, why they dredging
the bay, then?

- But she was here
last night.

What time was that?

Around 6:00 or so.

I convinced her to try
a couple of tunes with me.

We used to play together
in high school.

♪ Take life easy

♪ As the leaves grow

♪ On the tree

♪ But I being young

♪ And foolish

♪ With her would not agree

- Did she have
any conversations

with other people
that might have upset her?

- No.

There was one thing, though,
that was kind of strange.

She went to the bathroom
for a while, like, 15 minutes,

and when she came back,
she was hurt.

Hey.
You okay?

- Yeah. Oh, I just bumped
my head on the towel thing.

It's nothing.
- Let me see.

How did you do that?
- I'm okay, seriously.

I'm fine.

- And then she left,

and that was the last time
I saw her.

- Hello.

- Oh, I really appreciate
you coming by.

- It's no problem.

- This whole thing is making
less and less sense.

I-I really can't afford
to screw this up,

not with
the Muldoons involved.

- So this is her car.
- Yeah.

Felicia, who delivers the mail,
says it was here

since yesterday morning.

Uh, key's in the ignition.
I-I didn't want to--

- You got any gloves?
- Yeah.

- So Percy was heading
back into town

and coming from where?

What's that way?
- Oh, beats me.

There's nothing much
around this side of the island.

It's mostly homesteaders.

- You're gonna be checking
the interior for prints?

- Yeah, yeah.
Of course.

- Good.

- Okay, here's
what I'm thinking.

She's at the bluff
where you see her,

but maybe she doesn't jump.

Instead, she goes home.
She gets her car.

She drives down island...

Then on her way back...

- No juice.

- The car dies.
She's stuck.

- Then she walks from here
and is never heard from again.

- Nothing much
between here and town.

- What's the deal
with that over there?

- Morning.
Hope it's not too early.

Uh, we're just asking around
about Percy Muldoon,

a local girl, disappeared
a couple nights ago.

- Yeah, I heard.

- Right.

So we found her car around
the corner on Sullivan Road.

- So?

- Her car broke down.

She probably looked for help.

You're the only house
around, right?

- Didn't ask
for any help from me.

- You didn't hear anything,
and you didn't see anything?

- Nothing but coons and osprey
out here--

the way I like it.
- I bet.

You're kind of hidden away
back here, aren't you?

- We done?
- Yeah.

All right,
sorry to bother you.

Thanks a lot.

- Lou, we're done?

- Well, it's kind of
a live-and-let-live mentality

around here, Harry.

- Chief Raskin called
in the missing-person report

to the mainland--
something I...

would've done yesterday,
but that's all right.

- So you don't think that she
jumped off the cliff anymore?

- I don't know what to think,
especially now with the car.

- And this Raskin guy wants you
involved in all of this, huh?

- He's worried.

I told him
I have to think about it.

You don't think I should.
- I didn't say that.

- You think it could be
a bad idea...

for my mood...

for us.

- I don't know
what's right for you.

What do you think?

- I feel like I'm losing
my bearings a little bit.

I can't stop thinking

about what
could've happened to her.

I'm not so sure
that's a good thing.

- Remember...

after everything
with Jamie how lost I was?

I was painting absolute crap
for months on end.

And you couldn't solve it
for me,

as much as you wanted to.

And I can't solve this for you.

I want to, but I can't.

I can only listen and be here.

How about I pick up some fish
from the market tonight?

Ah.

It's Chief Raskin.

- I'm telling you, Meg said
to mention you by name.

She said, "Make sure you bring
that Detective Ambrose."

- Well,
that's kind of hard to believe.

Last time I saw her, she really
wasn't too keen on me.

- Ah, well, she's gruff,
but she's good people.

You know, her husband was
a drinker, and when he died,

she captained the boat,
kept the business afloat.

I'm telling you, you could drop
Meg Muldoon

in the middle of a Nor'easter
with no compass,

and she'll get
you back to port.

Hey, Brandon.
How's it going?

- What's up, Lou?
- Meg's got a company, huh?

- Yeah, kind of like
Super Bowl Sunday

but not as fun.
- Uh-huh.

- Hello.
How's it going?

- We got the chief.

- Oh, hey, Brian.

Hi, Kerry, Peter.

- Aw, sorry
about the delay, Meg.

There's a lot of moving pieces.
- So you did get my messages.

Thank you for coming,
Detective.

- Sure.
- So the precincts

on the mainland
have agreed to join a search.

So that's good.
- Anything else?

- Uh, we're waiting for the
K-9 units to get to the island.

How's Sean doing?

- He's covering
the plant today.

We think it's best
he keeps his mind off things.

- Can I show you
Percy's bedroom?

It's upstairs.

Oh, uh...

- The first Muldoons
back in 1870.

And the Laniers--
they came in the '40s.

And we're all still here,
one big family.

- You're lucky.
- Yeah.

Uh, listen...

I want to apologize for the way

I treated you yesterday
at the plant.

- That's all right.

- I just didn't want to believe
it was true.

I kept saying to myself,
"She's gonna call.

It's all gonna make sense."

And now it's...

It's day three.

- Yeah.

- The way things are going--

I mean, Lou is a lovely guy,
you know?

We all love him.
We really do.

But he doesn't know
his ass from his elbow.

- Ah, he's trying.

- He doesn't know how to deal

with this kind of thing,
and you do.

He told me about your record.

Please help us.

I know Percy's
out there somewhere.

I know it.

Percy's mother left her
when she was a baby.

I raised her as my own.

- Is her mother still alive?

- Yeah, uh...

but she was way too young.

She went her own way.

And as far
as Percy's concerned,

I'm her mom.

- So...

you're close?
- Yeah.

But I think she was hiding
something from me.

The last couple of months,
she would go off after work

and be gone for hours,

and she was always vague
about where she'd been.

- But she must have
other relationships.

Boyfriend?
- Not since Brandon--

one of the Keyser boys
downstairs,

and that was two years ago,

and he's married now.

Shotgun wedding.

And then I found
this hidden away.

I don't know if it's anything,
but it...

really bothers me.

Weird stuff.

- "Connecting
to the Spirit of the Earth."

Somebody could have
just loaned it to her.

- Yeah, maybe, but something
was shifting in her.

She started collecting stuff
like that.

About a month ago...

she asked me for this.

- Remember the first time
you let me man the wheelhouse?

- Oh, gosh.
You remember that?

- You went down in the hull.
You...

left me alone
for, what, ten minutes?

- I trusted you.

- Grams, you realize
I was seven.

You were ready.

That Muldoon blood of yours
knew exactly what to do.

What are you doing?

- I'm preserving the moment.

- You know,
that's trash, honey.

- Not if you give it meaning

See?

This reminds me of you now.

- I still don't understand
why she did that.

- Yeah.

Is it all right
if I take this with me?

- Whatever you want.

- And if you
find anything else,

you can call Lou...

or me.

- And if you would like
to have a home-cooked meal

instead
of that deep-fried crap,

we'll take care of you.

- Two bags of mussels, please.

- Okay, uh...

- Here you go.
That'll be $17.50.

- Oh, um, can I also get
one of those?

- Sure.
- Hi, what can I get for you?

- Uh, what looks good today?

- I just got a haul
of mackerel in this morning.

- Oh, great.

I'll take two pounds
of that, please.

- That'll be $22.95.

Thanks for coming in today.
- Thank you.

- Uh, excuse me.

You know the cameras
that are on pier two?

Would you happen to have access

to the security footage
from those?

- Who are you?

- Uh, Harry Ambrose.
I'm helping out Chief Raskin.

We're trying to find
the Muldoon girl, Percy.

- Do they, uh, know
what happened to her yet?

- We're looking into it.

Uh...

were you working here
two nights ago on Saturday?

- No.

- Uh...

what about that, uh, footage?

Do you have access
to the video files?

- Well, I can't just
show you those.

- It's an investigation.

- I mean, are you a cop?

- Um...

Ah.

- Keep going.

Keep going.

- There.
There she is.

Okay, it's 2:52.

That's about five minutes
before I saw her.

- What's she doing?

- Look, someone's there.

She's scared.

- What the hell was that?

- She got down on her knees.

It was like
she was worshiping them.

- How strange.

- Somebody has a hold on her.

And that night on the bluff
when she looked back...

I think that person was there.

- And you think that person
has her now?

- I don't--

Well, I don't know.

That grill, it's...

still not working right--

- Wait, wait, wait.
I have to say...

Look, I know this whole thing

is--is creepy and weird,

but you look
so energized and alive.

- I actually think...

it would be a good thing
to get back into it.

- Maybe.

- Whatever you think it is,
you're probably wrong.

- I know.

- I could be anywhere.

Please...

Find me.