All language subtitles for The Divide s01e08 To Whom Evil Is Done.eng

Previously on The Divide:

I cannot protect Adam and your family

if we go after Eric Zale.

I know I don't have a chance in hell

of speaking to your son
until you give the okay.

I have work for you, Bobby.

Police work.

But we need his DNA to go to trial.

I just wanted to know what happened.

I just, like, snapped.

It was the drugs.

There's nothing you can do now.

I'll deny everything I said.

_

_

Come on, you've got to be kidding me!

Come on!

(Car approaching)

- (Knocking)
- Stanley: Eric!

Eric!

Sorry. Force of habit.

Are you all right?

You barely made sense on the phone.

- He stole a shot glass?
- Yeah, yeah.

I was a little freaked.

I just... I just thought
we should talk it through.

All right, tell me what happened
from the beginning again slowly.

Okay, okay.

Terry just showed up at the house,

like, out of nowhere.

- Why?
- I don't know.

He made it seem like it was no big deal.

Like he was just visiting.

- And you let him in?
- Yeah.

I mean, there was no reason for me not to.

I didn't want to make anything...

make him feel suspicious
like anything was up.

I made it seem like...
I was like, "Hey, buddy, come on in."

I was thinking, well,
he's a friend, you know?

And Al Pacino, "Godfather II,"

I was thinking keep your friends close,
but your enemies closer.

You're not Al Pacino. Then what happened?

Nothing. We hung out.

And then that girl

from that Innocence place came by.

- How long?
- How long what?

How long were you with Terry
before that girl showed up?

- I don't know.
- How long?!

Couple hours.

- And you were drinking?
- Beers. Beers.

- Some beers.
- Drugs?

No, God, Dad, no.

I'm very proud of being sober.

And in those couple of hours, did you talk?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

- About what?
- Stuff. Stuff.

Eric, do I have to shove my fist down
your throat to pull the truth out?

Nothing, I swear!
I swear I had it under control.

Then tell me why were you
drinking beer out of a shot glass?

Dad, no one is going to believe him.

What is he gonna do?

I mean, you got this...
you got everything tied up.

I knew he was breaking the law.

I knew the cops were coming.

I mean, I kept him there talking

'cause I knew they were gonna
come and throw him back in.

Who... who... who is going to believe him?

You... you run this town.

I just noticed that
the shot glass was missing

and I figured I should just tell you.

That's it.

It's probably nothing.

Okay. Okay.

- You did good.
- Thank you.

(Door closes)

(Theme music playing)

(Siren blaring)

Thank you, baby.

(Chuckles)

How's the pain?

- Where's the plane?
- (Chuckles)

(Groans)

Do you know who did this to you?

Adam, I know everything.

No, I don't know who did this.

Eric Zale, they lied.

Yeah, I know. I'm working on it.

We'll get him.

Are you gonna tell people

that your convictions were wrong?

You got another idea, my friend?

Believe me, I'll take it.

That's a lot to give up, Governor.

"Castles made of sand

fall into the sea eventually."

Martin Luther King Jr.?

- It was Jimi Hendrix.
- Jimi Hendrix.

Here she is.

Oh, my God, they have to lower your dosage.

No one touches my candy.

Terry's been arrested.
He went to Eric Zale's.

Why the hell would he do that?

Yeah, but when you go to the judge,
you can tell him you know for sure.

Can you get Terry out on bail?

I'll do what I can,

but when Terry was arrested,
his father was contacted.

He's petitioning the judge.
He doesn't want to take Terry back home.

Even if I can get bail,
he won't be able to move around at all.

He'll need to be on lockdown at one place

under some kind of legal supervision.

What about us? We're still his legal reps.

(Clark laughing)

Okay, well,
Clark right now is Billie Holiday.

And you're not a lawyer.

Can Terry stay with me until
Clark's out of the hospital?

Can Clark sign something
to endorse me as his proxy?

That way, Terry could still
work at the bar.

I'm just gonna need a pen.

I don't know. I'll try.

Well, if you could just give me 20
minutes with the judge sometime today.

Please stress that it
is very time-sensitive.

(Knocks)

So if there is any way...

Yes, thank you.

Thank you. Just call my office. Okay.

Hey, Bobby. Thanks for coming.

How you doing, brother man?

We talked it out.

- So it's all true?
- Mm-hmm.

- What you gonna do about it?
- I'm working on it.

As much as I didn't like your father,

it gave me no pleasure to pass
that information on to you.

I know that, Bobby.

I want you to know
I really appreciate that.

Cool.

So you got some work for me, boss?

Yes.

Eric Zale.

I can't use my own people.

And I don't trust anybody right now,

so this has to be underground.

If I can get him in jail
arrested for drug use,

I can get a blood test.

Do any of your contacts know of
any meth dealers around town?

I mean, high-end stuff.

I'll ask around.

Christine: Danny,
I don't know what the problem is here.

This has nothing to do with you.

Another man living here doesn't affect me?

What the hell is gonna
happen when I come over?

I can't believe you. Like that's the
most important thing going on here.

- Yeah, it is to me.
- Well, not to me.

A man was in prison for 11 years
and we can prove he's innocent.

Jesus, you're a cop. A killer made a
confession. Doesn't that interest you?

Yeah,
high on meth to a guy accused of the crime.

(Sighs)

You're telling me there's
no other place Terry can stay?

No, his family doesn't want him.

Adam got the judge
to agree that until Clark

gets out of the hospital,
I'm the only place he's got.

- When does Clark get out?
- I don't know.

Hey, listen.

I'm not saying it's any of my business,

I'm not pretending
that we're living together

or that I get any rights here,

but it's like you don't even care
what this does to me, do you?

I don't understand why
it does anything to you.

- This is work.
- Is it?

Oh, my God.

- Really, this is work?
- Come on, Danny.

You drive out to Zale's to pick up Terry,

knowing full well that the cops
were gonna pick him up anyway.

I mean, what the hell were you thinking?

I don't know. I thought I could help him.

He broke the law driving out there.

Helping him means you would
have broken the law, too.

I meant help him through it.

He's had a tough enough time.
He has nobody.

- What's this?
- Some of your things.

I just need to make
some room on the shelves.

Danny, come on. Don't give me that look.

You're blowing this whole
thing up for no reason.

Look, if you want to break up,
you just need to say the word.

Break up what?
It's not like we're engaged or anything.

We're having a good time together.
I'm not telling you to go.

Yeah...

but I thought it was at least
just me and you right now.

It is. It is now.

I mean, no. It is.

(Knocks)

- Come in.
- Thanks.

You remember Danny?

Yeah, hey.

Welcome home.

We can just put the two chairs together.

Oh, that's fine.

You sure this is okay?

Yeah, yeah.
I emptied out some drawers for you.

All my stuff's at my parents', so...

Oh, okay. Well, we'll figure it out.

It's some shaving cream and stuff.

Thanks.

Look, I got to get downstairs to work.

Yeah, yeah, I got to go, too.

Here's a key.

Thanks.

- (Door closes)
- (Exhales)

I understand your
frustration here, Mr. Page.

But in order for me to issue
a warrant for a DNA test

for someone for a crime that
was committed 11 years ago

who wasn't even a suspect,
I'm gonna need probable cause.

And you're not giving it to me.

I'll be getting a DNA match.

Which will be inadmissible in court

because of how it was obtained.

I'm not bringing it to court.
I'm bringing it to you.

You want probable cause, you'll get it.

- How are you sure, Mr. Page?
- I know he's guilty.

How do you know?

I have sources who were
involved in the original case

who recently came forward
with new information.

What information? What sources?

Information that may prove

there were acts of misconduct
in the original trial.

Acts of misconduct by whom?

The police? The prosecution? The defense?

The investigation is still under way

and I am not at liberty to discuss it.

(Laughs)

Something stinks here and I don't like it.

I don't like it when the DA comes to me

without a doubt in his mind
about the guilt of a son

of a man he's publically
vilified in the press.

Now wait a minute, sir.

A DA who has made a name for himself

exposing corruption and fraud

in the wealthiest 1%.

And now you're standing
in my office asking me

to reopen a case you've already won,

hinting there were mistakes made,
but you won't tell me by whom.

This trial is over, Mr. Page.

I let you release Terry Kucik.

I'm sure with all these sources of yours,

you can find some cause for a mistrial

and get Kucik exonerated.

- And let the killer go free?
- I didn't let him go free.

According to you, you let him go free.

Why do we always have to meet in the cold?

Turn up the heat, will you?

I haven't seen you around in a while.

Visiting my aunt in Miami.

I got some sun. Don't I look it?

No, you look like you've been using again.

- Come on.
- You back delivering for the Cubans?

No, no, no, no. It's my aunt.

She's elderly. She's got a little money.

So, what, you're just
waiting for her to die?

Bitch just keeps hanging on.

It's Christmas.

What's this for?

You know him?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's the kid nobody sells to.

Why not?

Anybody who sells to this kid

either winds up in
the hospital with broken bones

or they come home to their house on fire.

Yeah, posse put out the word.
They got this kid's back for some reason.

No.

It's his father. He uses the posse.

- But it's his father.
- His father?

Zale. The Zale?

- This kid is Zale Jr.?
- Oh, you didn't know?

I don't think anybody knew.

- It makes sense now, though.
- Okay, well, he's using again,

so he's getting it somewhere.
I need you to find out.

What the hell is going on here?

That convict breaks his parole agreement,

forces his way into my home,

and your son releases him on bail?

You sure you want to talk about this here?

Your office isn't wired.
You'd be in jail if it were.

I'm not privy to my son's cases.

Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot, Isaiah.

Don't talk to me like
I work for you, Stanley.

We're partners in this.

That was the deal.

One of us goes down, we both go.

One son, both sons.

I want this stopped now.

Like God Almighty,
you make a command and it's done?

Well, I don't give a damn
what you want, Stanley.

Be careful here, Isaiah.

My son can handle whatever you throw at him

and give it back just as rough.

And he told me about your dark
money trail and where it goes.

I'll do whatever the hell
I want with my money.

You've got a black man in the White House

and it's still not enough for you.

What the hell else do you people want?

(Chuckles)

Feeling good, Isaiah?

Well, enjoy the moment 'cause it won't last

if you don't play out this
game the way we set it up.

You don't even know the weapons

I've got aimed at you and your family.

Another wrong move from you or your son,
and I push the button.

I've got weapons, too.

Go ahead. We'll see who falls.

Whatever you think you got to
bring me down won't work, Isaiah.

Oh, Stanley.

I got the one thing that
terrifies you people the most

and you're looking right at him.

A black man that don't give a shit.

A guy named Ambrose owns the place.

He deals high-quality stuff
out of the back room.

He's got cops on the inside.

Pays them a fortune, they never touch him.

He's gonna try and buy you first.

I'm not after him.

"Bobblehead Girl" playing.

Hey, Sallie, is Ambrose in?

Not yet. What can I get you?

Coffee.

A Slippery Nipple, please.

You just like saying that, don't you?

Bobby: Luther.

My man.

Hey, Bobby. Where you been?

Around the world

lighting fires and chasing rainbows.

(Chuckles) Danny, this is Bobby.

You mind if I borrow him
for a minute or two?

- He's all yours.
- All right.

Sallie, bring my Nipple to the table.

(Laughs)

Hey.

How you been, brother man?

Better and better. You?

Well, I can still piss in a straight line.

So what are you doing here?

You know a white boy named Eric Zale?

(Chuckles) That kid's popular.

That's why he's here.

And who is he?

He's a vice cop.

Oh, vice cop.

- Hey, Ambrose.
- What's popping?

(Chuckles) I'll be back.

Yeah, yeah, all right.

Danny, Bobby.

Got a little proposition for you.

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

Ambrose, hey, man.
Yeah, it's been a long time.

What's going on? Yeah.

What do you mean, my dad? My dad what?

Man, I'm sorry.

I had no idea he was doing that.

I was wondering why nobody

was returning my calls anymore.

Oh, no, no.

I'm off the stuff.

No, really, thank you. Thank you.

Really?

Well, what time does the bar close?

Larry, Larry, back up.

It's not gonna happen, Adam.

I'm sorry, I can't do it.

If it's a question
of waiting in line, I will.

No, man, I had it all ready to go.

I mean, it was gonna take some time.

It wasn't exactly a well-handled
piece of evidence, but I was ready.

- Okay, so what happened?
- Get this.

I get a call from the Jersey
State Supreme Court office.

Some judge wants to know what
case this evidence is for

and why I'm testing it in Jersey.

Wanted paperwork I didn't have.

- How did they know about it?
- I don't know.

This has never happened before.

And then they took the shot glass.

Excuse me? Who took it?

State police.

Showed me a warrant for
the evidence and impounded it.

They threatened me with my job here.

What's going on, Adam?

(Door opens)

- Hey, baby.
- Hi, sweetie.

You're home early.

This damn Zale.

- What happened now?
- He stole my evidence.

What the... how?

Got to the supreme court in Jersey.

That man's spread is enormous.

It's like he's a virus.

- I can't get to him.
- Adam.

Listen to me. It's gonna be okay.

And I promise you, you're gonna get Zale.

(Doorbell rings)

Who the hell is that?

Hey, come on in.

This is Danny.

Adam: Yeah, yeah, pleasure to meet you.

So, I want you to know

that I am going to treat
you with respect here

and I expect the same in return.

Now, by that I mean
let's not insult each other

with deceptions and half-truths, all right?

In light of Mr. Kucik's actions at my home,

of course you'll understand
my son will not be giving you

- a deposition as a character witness.
- I understand.

That's not why I asked you here.

You and your organization
have been very vigilant

about getting Terry Kucik a retrial.

I... we believe he's innocent.

You believe or you know?
There's a big difference.

Believe.

We still have to prove it.
We still need evidence.

That could take some time.

Or do you already think you have it?

You said you want to treat me with respect.

- I do.
- So can you hurry this up?

The dramatic build and trapdoor
questions are getting on my nerves.

(Laughs)

That's Elizabeth all over.

All right.

Without going into too much detail,

I'd like to propose something
that will benefit us both.

You want Terry Kucik free.

But let me ask you, if you had the choice

of freeing Terry Kucik
or freeing your father,

which would you choose?

What?

What does my father have to do with this?
Or you?

What if I told you that
I could offer evidence

that was buried by your family?

Evidence that could guarantee
your father's appeal

for a retrial will be granted.

I believe his last one is coming up

at the end of this year, is it not?

What evidence?

You see? This is where we must negotiate.

Respectfully.

You're telling me that
if I give you Terry Kucik...

drop the appeal, put him back in jail...

you'll give me my father?

That's right.

It's that easy for you to do?

Yes, it is.

Look...

I'm not expecting an answer now.

Think about it for a day

and let me know.

Hey, there you are.

Maxine wondered where you were tonight.

She go home?

Yeah. Can I get you something?

No, thanks.

I saw Stanley Zale.

Yeah?

He said if I stopped working on your case,

he can get my father an appeal.

- Can he really do that?
- I don't know.

He wants my answer tomorrow.

I've just been walking
around all day thinking.

I don't even remember where I went.

Look, I don't know what
you want me to say here.

I mean, why would you even tell me that?

You want me to make it
easier for you, is that it?

No.

Your father's your father.

You don't owe me anything, so...

do what you got to do, okay?

(Knocks)

"Laugh to Keep From Crying" playing.

Bar's closed.

Ambrose invited me.

- What's your name?
- Eric.

Oh, hell, boy.

Come on, man.

It's colder than a well digger's ass, man.

Ambrose: And there's my boy.

Hey, Ambrose.

Been too long, man. What's going on?

How does this work?

You know I got the place
covered for the dealing, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Nowadays it's the doing

- that gets me into problems, bro.
- Yeah.

So I figured with a small entrance fee,

turn this place into
a little after-hours spot.

You know what I mean? Invited guests only.

Oh, 1,000.

Exactly.

Welcome. Bobby.

- This is Bobby.
- Hey.

That over there is Danny.

We got a small house tonight.

They like to keep it that way, okay?

So do your thing, brother man.

Go enjoy. Pick your poison.

Voila. (Laughs)

I personally recommend the edelweiss.

It is a particularly,

particularly fine vintage.

- Oh, yeah.
- Look at it. Look at it.

- Look. Ooh. Ooh.
- Shh, shh.

Ooh, yeah. Oh, now you talking.

Oh, look at you.

- (Laughing)
- You're pumped up now.

I should go.

Where? The living room?

You got nowhere to go.

What are we gonna do?

Hmm?

You know, it's probably
too late to tell you this,

but the last thing I wanted
to do was screw your life up.

That's kind of not your problem.

I'm here because I want to be.

And it is my apartment.

You know something? The first time we met,

I didn't like you at all.

You scared the shit out of me.

That tattoo.

I wasn't so sure you weren't guilty.

Yeah, me neither.

I mean, I know I didn't do it,

but you're sitting there
and you just start thinking.

Like what if I wasn't there that day?

What if we weren't together?

Maybe I did cause it somehow.

I know that.
Something I think about every day.

No, but that's different.

You told the truth to help your dad

and they didn't believe you.

It wasn't the truth.

Yeah, I get night terrors

and, yeah, my dad was the only one
who could get me back to sleep,

but that night...

that night I never woke up.

And then after what happened I thought,

"I know my dad didn't do it.

And I know he was in the house.

So it could be true."

If I had woken up,
he would have been there.

But this one prosecutor,

I don't know how she knew,
but she knew I was lying.

And by the time she was through with me,
the jury knew it too.

I just made it worse for him.

I live with that every day.

I never told anyone that.

Listen to me.

You love your father?

And he loves you?

Yeah?

I have lived with my father
and I have never felt that.

You know, everybody's
got their story, Chris.

Everybody's carrying something.

But the only person
who can lay it down is you.

(Crying) I don't want to.

Shh.

Okay.

Maybe that's what keeps you going.

Maybe that is what is gonna
get your father out of prison.

"Use Me" playing.

Uh, uh.

(Mumbling along with song)

(Inhales)

Oh! Ow!

Oh, oh, oh!

-
Ow, use me up...

What is the point?
If they're gonna legalize weed,

which, well, that if it's a
matter of fact a personal choice,

which, you know, is democracy,

then why isn't any other drug illegal?

I mean, if it's all just personal choice.

I definitely don't want the
state controlling my rights.

And this stuff, this stuff right here,
this kills way more.

I mean, the one thing I did
learn in rehab was alcohol.

Alcohol, not heroin...

alcohol is the only addiction

where you can die from withdrawal.

Am I right? Yeah.

Hey! Hey!

Ambrose! Ambrose, where you going?

I'm going home, man.

Bobby closes up. It's good.

Stay as long as you want, all right?

(Laughs)

(Laughing)

How you feeling?

- I'm doing all right.
- (Laughs)

He's the quiet kind of buzzed kind of guy.

You guys ready for another one?

- Bobby!
- Let's do it!

No, I got it. I'll do it.

- No, no, no!
- Oh!

I'm like a four-star chef with this.

- (Laughs)
- Watch this. Watch.

How long have you been hitting it?

Well, you know,
I've been off and on for quite a while now.

The quality went way, way down.

Now crack and blow,
I don't care about no quality.

(Snorts)

I'll order takeout.

But... oh, oh, oh!

This right here? This?

This must be up to a very high standard

and quality because that is just...

that's just the way I roll. (Snorts)

And you?

Oh, me?

I'm kind of new at the whole thing.

How does it make you feel?

Uh...

you know, it's...

I can't stop these ideas
coming to me you know?

Like, I feel.
I feel like I could go out there right now

and build a building by myself.

Everyone wakes up in the morning

and is like, "Where'd this
building come from?"

And I'd be like,
"Hey, you want another one?"

(Laughing)

- Is that what you do?
- What?

Construction. Building.
Building. Building. Building.

No, no, I'm a cabdriver.

Used to sell cars, but I got divorced.
Got pretty wiped out.

Oh, bitch. Bitch. Bitch.

- Yeah, well.
- (Laughing)

It's not a strong enough word.

- No, no, you go ahead.
- No, I'm the bartender.

This is all yours.

"N.A.S.A." playing.

All right.

- Eric: Do you hear that?
- Bobby: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

That's that edelweiss.
That's that edelweiss.

(High-pitched ringing)

(Bobby distorted) That's that edelweiss.

(Coughing)

(Laughs)

"Whatcha See Is Whatcha Get" playing.

Oh! Oh!

Hit me with that Philly sound.

How long you been a bartender, Bobby?

Let me tell you something, brother.

Let me break it down.
I used to own a joint.

But, you know, it fell through

'cause I ain't a businessman like Ambrose.

Yeah, Ambrose has got this
whole town wired for sound.

There's just these certain
guys that have that thing.

You know, that gift like my dad, yeah.

Who's your dad?

Ambrose didn't tell you?

(Laughing) No. Who's your daddy?

Who's your daddy?

- He's a very powerful man.
- Oh!

He runs this city single-handedly.

- Exactly.
- (Laughing)

Okay, there's this chick.

This genuine bitch, you know?

She's been creating real problems.

You know, she thinks...

she thinks she has everything
under control and shit.

But then my dad told me
that he just rocked her world.

He's a genius. He is.

He said... (Laughing)

he said when he was done with her,

she couldn't run fast enough
out of his office.

I mean, where's she gonna run to?

We know where she lives.

We know everything about her.

I mean, we're gonna get her
one way or another.

- Boom! Boom! Boom!
- Boom! Boom! Boom!

- (Laughing)
- Boom! Whoa!

(Laughing)

(Coughing)

Look at this guy.

(Laughing)

That was the first time all night
you hit the real stuff, isn't it?

Where you going, Bobby? Want another hit?

(Groans)

(Screams)

- Where's your wallet?
- (Gasping)

Where's your wallet? Where's your wallet?

Where's your wallet?

(Grunting)

Shit.

-
What you see

-
Is what you get

(Snorts)

- (Water running)
- (Knocking)

Terry, it's open.

(Knocking)

What did you do, bring up the whole bar?

(Gasps)

You want to know so bad

what I did that day at the Butlers'?

It was a knife.

A knife, not a gun.

No. Let me show you.

(Screams)

(Whimpering)

Terry.

- (Wrist cracks)
- (Screams)

Terry, stop.

Terry. Terry.

Christine: Terry, don't!

- Terry!
- (Gunshot)

Ah!

Ah! (Panting)

(Thunder rumbling)

(Turns engine off)

We can't do this.

Listen to me. We can't do this.
We got to call the police.

No, not with Zale still out there.
You'll end up in prison

with the death penalty if he finds out.

I killed him, Chris.

I couldn't stop, you know?

I had a choice.

- I had a choice.
- Slow down, Terry. Terry.

Listen to me.

Help me get him out of here, okay?
I'll take his car

and I'll put him in front of his
office at the construction site.

- You're being crazy.
- Listen. Listen to me.

He was high.
They'll find drugs in his system.

It'll be like some drug guy
killed him or something.

- Okay?
- No. No. No.

I'm not letting you get caught
up in the middle of this.

You can't take him.
They'll track you with the monitor.

I'll cut it off.

I'll disappear.

Then they'll be here.
Then they'll come here.

What do I say then, huh?

I'm not letting you go back.

Help me get him in
the car and I'll do this.

I can do this.

- (Beeps)
- (Mutters)

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.

- What you doing up?
- I can't sleep.

(Computer beeps)

You know your mother's password?

You kidding me?

- (Chuckles)
- No, I don't.

- Where is she?
- I don't know.

She said she was going to her
office to pack up her things.

She should be home by now.

Did she call you? Check your phone.

No.

Call her.

(Ringing)

"Your Love Will Blow Me Away
When My Heart Aches" playing.

(Ringing)

Terry?

- (Monitor beeping)
-
Asphalt wanna race

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