All language subtitles for The Bad Guardian 2024_track3_[eng]

(call ringing tone)

(birds chirping)

- You've reached Jason Davis.
Leave me a message.

(voicemail beeps)

- Dad, it's Leigh.

Why are you not picking up
your phone?

You're making me worry.

Just call me back, please.

Kids, pack up, we're leavin'.

- What, why?

- Papa still isn't answering
his phone

and he hasn't returned
any of my messages.

- Look, it's probably nothing
but we just gotta make sure.

- Hustle. We're gonna get
there after dark as it is.

- All right.

- Buckle up.

- You've reached Jason Davis.
Leave me a message.

(voicemail beeps)

- Dad, it's Leigh.
I haven't heard from you

in four days.

We're all worried.

(call ringing tone)

- You've reached Jason Davis.
Leave me a message.

(voicemail beeps)

(Leigh): Dad, it's me.

What's goin' on?

I still haven't heard back
from you.

You gotta call me back.

(call ringing tone)

- You've reached Jason Davis.
Leave me a message.

(voicemail beeps)

- Dad, it's Leigh.

We've decided to cut
the trip short.

We're on our way back.

(Jason on video): Hey, Robert,
give your mom a hand.

(Robert): Oh.

- Hey, you too, kid.
Drive safely!

(Allie): Bye, Papa! Bye!

(rain pattering)

(brakes squeal)

(engine stops)

- Hey, stay in the car.

(Leigh): Dad? Dad!

Dad!
(hand bangs on glass)

(keys jingle)

(lock clicks)

(Leigh): Dad!
(Luis): Jason!

- Dad!

(indistinct whisper)

- Storm must have knocked
the power out.

Dad!
- Jason!

I'm gonna check upstairs.

- Dad!

(object clunks)

Luis!

- Yeah?

- I found Dad's phone.

He didn't get any
of my voicemails.

- Oh.

Babe... look.

- Is that blood?

(ominous music)

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

(siren wails)

(Leigh sighs)

(knock on door)

- Hey, my...

my guys combed the area.
No sign of him.

(sighs)

- But his car's still here.

So were his keys.
(Luis): Yeah.

- Is there a safe upstairs?
Any valuables?

- He worked for the post office
for 40 years.

This house was my grandfather's.

- And that, I checked.
I mean, it doesn't look like

anybody stole anything.

- Well, we called
all the hospitals

and there's no record
of a Jason Davis

being admitted in the last week.

- Oh... Well, where'd
the blood come from?

- I understand
your concern, ma'am.

We're gonna keep
looking for him.

(Allie on video): Papa,
look what I got for Christmas!

- I hope you thanked Santa.

- I'm filming you!

(Leigh): Allie, honey...

It's so late.

(Luis on video): I see that,
mija.

Where's your mom?

(Leigh sighs)

- Hey, Robert,
give your mom a hand.

- Oh.

- Get up.

- It's okay. It's all right.
I'm fine.

Just...

(Jason): Hey, you too, kid.

(Allie): She said she's fine.

- Well, in case you haven't
noticed, your mom is not

real good at standing up
for herself.

- Ugh!

(Leigh): Ready?

(Jason): Drive safely!
- Love you, Dad!

- Bye, Papa!

(Allie): Bye, Papa! Bye!

(soft music)

(Leigh sighs)

- Where the hell is he?

(sighs)

(phone rings)

(Leigh): Detective Haywood.
Hello, hi.

(Haywood): Good news,
we found him.

(Leigh sighs)
He's doing just fine.

- Okay.

Oh, that is such a relief.
- You got a pen?

- Yeah.

Okay.

(unsettling music)

(birds chirping)

(breathing nervously)

- Dad? Dad!

Dad.

- Angeleigh?

(Jason grunts)
- Hi.

- Oh, mmm.

Oh, it's good to see you,
sweetheart.

- I was so worried about you.

- Yeah. Still a little dizzy
from the concussion.

- Yeah.

What the hell happened?

- Yeah, well it was, uh...

well, I don't know what day
it was.

I slipped, hit my head.

And you were on that trip
and well, it was bleeding,

so I called 911.

- The hospital had
no record of you.

- The hospital
put me in as Davies.

- Oh.
- I tried to tell them,

but they said, well, that's
the way it was called in, so...

- Hmm. 911 screwed up.

- I wanted to call you, but...

I didn't know your number
by heart

and didn't have my damn phone.

- Oh, well, speaking of which.

- Yeah.
- Hey.

It's like a party in here, huh?

What, did you get
sick of us?

(Jason chuckles)
How'd you wind up in here?

- Well, I'm still a little
fuzzy on that, but...

There was this woman
at the hospital.

Janet, uh, Timms.

- Excuse me, uh, ma'am, sir,

you need to sign in
at reception.

- Oh. Um, does Janet Timms
work here?

- She does not.

But she is here today,

so I can show you where
you can find her.

- Oh, great.
- After you sign in.

- Yeah, okay.
- Hmm.

- Bill, I refer you over
20 patients a month.

You will get Alison Wong in

to get fitted for her dentures.

Yes, you can pick the time.
Okay.

- Excuse me, are you
Janet Timms?

I-I'm Jason Davis' daughter.

- Oh, it's nice to meet you. Hi.

- I'm Luis, her husband.
- Hi.

- Dave Timms. Pleasure.

- Hi. Um, so I'm sorry,
what exactly do you do?

- Why don't we have a seat?
Let's talk inside.

The probate court,
they appoint a guardian,

like a helper for vulnerable
people who are in need.

- Oh, my dad doesn't
need any help.

- Well, the doctors who treated
him thought differently.

Your dad suffered a serious
concussion, Ms. Delgado.

And you weren't there.

No one could get
in touch with you.

- Well, I was--
- We was--

- We were on vacation.

- Totally understand.

You guys have your own life.

- So, the-the doctors told
the courts to call you?

- Someone like me.
And then the judge granted me

temporary guardianship
over Jason.

- Oh.

- Your dad is in very,
very good hands.

- This is my brother.
He had to say that.

I pay him a lot.
(all chuckle)

- Okay, well, thank you so much.

(Janet): Of course.

- But I think we'll
take him home now.

- Jason can't go home now.

Your dad needs rest and care.

But don't worry, I'm gonna
make sure that he gets that.

- Well, we'll take care of him.
- Yeah, absolutely. I mean--

- He can't leave
without my permission.

- What?
(chuckles awkwardly)

Says who?

- The court.

When they granted me
guardianship,

he became my full
responsibility.

- What if he doesn't want that?

- Well, then, you just gotta
talk to the court.

See if they'll end
the guardianship.

I'm sure they'll know what's
in your father's best interest.

- Oh.

- All right, so we...
- Okay, thank you.

- Nice to meet you.

(birds chirping)

- You have reached
the Clark County Probate Court.

All operators are busy.
Please stay on the line.

(gentle music plays)

(Leigh sighs heavily)

- The Sex Jackals?

- It's just some guys at school
putting together a band.

- Well, you're a good guitarist.

- Not in front
of people and stuff.

- You know, you can do
anything you wanna do--

(both): If you work hard for it.

- Okay, Mom.
- I mean, Sex Jackals

is a terrible name.
- Uh-huh.

- You have reached
the Clark County Probate Court.

- Hello?

- You have reached
the Clark County Probate Court.

Goodbye.

- Damn it!

(hold music plays)

- I'd get me a cougar claw.
(laughs).

- Do you know
what you're having?

- What's good?
- Well, um,

everyone loves
our grilled cheese,

but if you're looking
for breakfast,

we've got the biscuits
and gravy.

- What are your specials,
darlin'?

- That's not on the menu, sir.

I'll give you all a minute.

(customer chuckles)

- Hey, hey, come here.

Am I paying you to be
on the phone?

- Oh, Mack, I'm sorry.
My father is stuck

in this nursing home
and I just, I-I...

I haven't been able
to sort it out.

Get anybody, a human being.

- And how come you gotta
be rude to people?

- Well, I don't mean
to be rude, Mack!

- Be nice.

Give 'em that sexy
smile of yours

once in a while.

(Leigh sighs)

(woman on phone): Probate Court.
Hello?

- Oh, I'm here! I'm here!
- Hello?

- Don't hang up! Don't hang up!
Hello? Hello, I'm here.

Yeah, I-I-I've been calling
all week

about my father's
guardianship case.

Yeah, you keep transferring me

from one department
to the other,

and then hanging up.
Like, a lot.

- Well, you know,
we're very busy here.

- Yeah, it's just, it's such
a simple mistake to fix.

If you could just look up
my father's case.

It's um, it's Davis,
Jason L. Davis.

- Okay, there's a hearing
for permanent guardianship

January 31st at 11.

- Today?

That's in less than an hour.

Ugh, okay.
Okay, okay, I'll be there.

I'll be there.

Mack, I'm sorry. I gotta go.

I-I'll make it up to you,
I promise.

- Not even gonna clock out?

(tense music building)

(gavel bangs)

(judge): Okay, next up
is in re Jason Davis,

motion for permanent
guardianship.

Janet, what you got?

(Janet): Thank you, Your Honor.
I'm here today to discuss

Mr. Jason Davis,
who I'm requesting

for permanent guardianship.

He suffered a concussion
recently.

We tried to get in touch
his family.

- Sir, Judge.
- Relatives, his daughter to--

- Judge. Uh, sorry, I'm...

I'm Leigh Davis Delgado.

I'm Jason's daughter.

There's been a mistake.

- There has not been,
Your Honor.

I have met with the daughter,

and it is still
my professional opinion

that Mr. Davis will benefit
from permanent guardianship.

Mr. Davis is unable
to care for himself.

- No, that's a lie!

- Mr. Davis has been deemed
mentally incapacitated

by the ER doctor,
Melinda McGreevy.

And two other
medical professionals.

I'd like to submit
their sworn statements.

- Incapacitated.
- Ms. Timms, what are you doing?

- I also have
credit card receipts.

Thousands of dollars
that Mr. Davis

charged to fly-by-night
animal charities.

- H-He likes animals.
Is that so wrong?

I mean, Dad,
tell him your story.

- I'm afraid that's not
possible at this hearing,

Mr. Davis, given your status
in the eyes of the court.

- Wait, he can't even testify

to why what you're doing
is wrong?

- Ms. Delgado, you may approach.

So, do you have any evidence
to refute

Ms. Timms' affidavit
supporting guardianship?

- I'll be his guardian,
if that's what it takes.

- Unfortunately, Your Honor,
that's not possible.

Ms. Delgado has
a criminal record,

grand theft auto.

- What? No.

Okay, that's a misunderstanding.

I borrowed a friend's car,

her dad didn't know about it
and called the police.

I was 18.
It was 25 years ago.

- Guilty plea,
suspended sentence.

- But they said I had
to plead guilty,

otherwise I would face
jail time.

- Ms. Delgado.

Ms. Delgado, it is the opinion
of this court

that you're not qualified
to become

your father's guardian.

- But that's not fair!

- Janet Timms is the best
in the business.

Your father's in good hands.

Ms. Timms' motion
for permanent guardianship

is granted.
- Thank you, Your Honor.

(gavel bangs)
(judge): Next case.

- It all happened so fast,

and I spent weeks now
fighting it.

Adult protective services,
division of aging services,

the office
of the court services.

All these services
that don't serve us.

- Ms. Delgado,
it's very difficult

to reverse a guardianship
once it's permanent.

- My father is desperate
to get out of that home.

He's willing to pay
whatever it takes.

- Your father doesn't
have any money.

- I mean, not much,
but his pension is good.

- I mean, it's not
his money anymore.

Under guardianship,
your father can't make

healthcare decisions,
he can't choose where to live,

and he can't handle
his own money.

Legally, his guardian
controls it.

He or... she?
- She.

- ...is unlikely to authorize

an expenditure
to remove herself.

(sighs)
- Well, then,

I guess my husband and I

will have to pay for your help.

- Sure.

I'll need a $5,000 retainer
to start working.

- $5,000? That's...

(sighs)
That's gonna be tough.

- Are there assets
you can liquidate?

Stocks? Bonds?

- No, nothing like that.

- That's okay.

Many clients find it
more convenient

to take out a second mortgage
on their home.

- We rent.

(somber music)

(birds chirping)

- How can a perfect stranger
take control of your life?

I'm gonna give that woman
a what for when I see her.

I'm a Marine, damn it!

- I know, Dad. I know.

- How you doing, Jay?
- Uh, not bad, yourself?

- I am great.
Thank you for asking.

I have that book
that you asked for.

- Teresa, you are a godsend.

- Ah, it's true, it's true.

- No, I mean it.

You know, you really do
make a difference.

- Well, thanks.

It's been so crazy here.

We've been understaffed
for months.

I never know if anything makes
a difference.

I'll see ya.

- She told me that...

if I didn't do what she said,

she'd call the police.

- Janet?
- Mm-hmm.

I didn't know how to stop it.

I should have fought.
- Dad, you had a concussion.

- I just want to be
at my own house.

Sleep in my own bed.

- I know. Dad, I tried. I did,

All the lawyers
say the same thing.

We just can't
afford it right now.

- I'm sure you did
the best you could.

- You should have seen
the look on his face.

- Hey, can you stop being
so hard on yourself?

You're doing everything you can.

- He was just so upset.

- We'll figure it out.
I promise.

(gentle music)

- Hey.

You're not going upstairs
in these clothes, mister.

(Luis chuckles)

- Take it off?
- I think that'd be a good idea.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- Why can't I see
my medical file?

Doesn't make any damn sense.

- Because they're a bunch
of fascists. It's your turn.

- Ah...

- You sure you don't want
to keep that ace?

- What I want is to go home.

- Hmm.

- Time for meds. Let's go.

- Oh, you kept us waiting
an hour. Now you're in a hurry.

They're just trying
to drug us into submission.

I uh, think I'll take
mine with juice.

(clears throat)

Power to the people.

- Hippie.

(Albert laughs)

- You wanted to see
your medical report?

- Power to the people.
- Right on.

(both chuckle)

(guitar strums)

- That sounds nice.

- Thanks.

I joined that band.

- The Sexy Jackals?

- Los Chacalos de sexo.
- Oh.

Well, I'm proud of you, Robert.
Excuse me.

(phone rings)

Hey, Mel.
- Leigh, there's something

going on at your dad's.
- Whoa, whoa, what?

- There's furniture on the lawn.

- Wait, slow down.
What's going on at dad's house?

- I think you should
get over here.

(brakes squeal)

(birds chirping)

(melancholy music)

- Ooh, that's fun.

- You can't have that.
- Hey!

You can bid on it
like everyone else.

- Ladies, ladies, ladies.
- It's my father's!

- Ladies, ladies, this item
has already been reserved.

Sorry about that.

- How dare you?

- I know it's hard,

but it's standard practice
to auction household items.

- But you didn't ask him.
You didn't even ask me.

- This is not about you,
Ms. Delgado.

This is about what's best
for your father.

- Well, I mean, you think
selling off a lifetime

of memories is what's best?

- $40,000.

That's the average yearly
nursing home cost in the area.

- He shouldn't even be
in a nursing home.

- Would you rather he save
his money for you?

- No, I... no.
I don't want his money.

- Didn't he just give you
$3,000 not too long ago?

- That was a loan

and we've almost paid it
all back by now.

- Maybe I missed that.

(woman): Is there a price?

- Oh. Right here.

This one is 45. It's a nice one.

My mom was 86 and blind
and dying of cancer.

My sister Denise talked
such a good game

about taking care of everything.

She stole everything Mom had.

My mom died in squalor.

After that, I told myself
I would never let something

like that happen
to anyone again, you understand?

I'm just the neutral party here.

I promise you,

Jason's best interest
is my priority.

Excuse me.

(footsteps thud away)

(door slams shut)

(somber music)

(pump hisses)

- Hmm.

Anything bothering you?

- Yeah, plenty.

And I got pins and needles
on this foot

from not exercising enough.

- Let's see.

Just a little hot is all.

Hmm.

(curious music)

See you later, Jay.
- Later.

All right...

:Patient exhibits

aggressive and antisocial
behavior."

Lies.

Oh, come on,
that's ridiculous.

- Hey, are you enjoying
your dinner? Great job.

Hey. Sorry you haven't
been able to see your dad yet.

I'm not sure what the holdup is.

- That's okay.

I don't really wanna tell him
that his guardian

sold everything he had
to pay for this place.

- Well, not just for this place.

- Wha...

What do you mean?

What else is she using
his money for?

- Look, um...

It's none of my business...

but I... I got a friend
in accounting.

Janet charges
for every phone call.

- Who's he calling?

- No, no, I mean all her calls,

including with you.

(sighs)

- My dad's the one paying.

Is she the guardian for any
other residents here?

- You didn't hear it from me.

(indistinct chatter)

(Teri): A drink.

(Belinda): I was in surgery
at 6:00 this morning.

- Mmm. This drink is amazing.

- You probably need it
more than me.

- So sorry. I got held up
at a showing.

- Hey, Dave, I want you
to meet Dr. Belinda McGreevy.

- Oh, the ER doctor.
- Mm-hmm.

- Sure. Hey, thanks about
the tip about Jason Davis.

- You sure? I hear
his daughter's a handful.

- You know,
most of these families

have a hard time adjusting.
- Always.

- But where were they when
their relatives needed them?

The truth is, this country
doesn't even value our seniors.

When you get right down to it,

most of them have nobody
looking out for them.

- Well, except for you.

- I try.

Cheers to that.

(medical machine beeping)

- So you know,
he was very agitated earlier.

He had to be medicated.

(unsettling music)

- Dad?

Dad, can you hear me?

You're soaking wet.

Why didn't he change you?

I'm here.

(alarm beeps)

(Leigh): Hey, I'm sorry I didn't
make it home last night.

(Luis): It's all good.

- Dad complained
about his medical report

so they drugged him.

- Serious?

- His roommate said that
residents that cause trouble

tend to be more medicated.
It's easier for the staff.

- Mm-hmm.

They're all lazy bunch
of bastards, except Teresa.

- Babe, that sounds horrible.

- Luis,

it's not just the house
that's gone.

Janet closed all of Dad's
bank accounts. All of them.

- That's the kids' college fund.

(Jason): Leigh?

- Babe, I gotta go.

Hey. Hi, I'm here.

Yeah, Teresa let me
spend the night,

but don't tell Ms. Windham.

(grunts)
- Ms. Windham is a bitch.

(grunts)

- I'm glad you're
feeling better. You hungry?

Go get you something to eat?

(grunts)

- Guess what?

Your old man really is old.

Hand me that thing over there.

(sighs)

(somber music)

- She's selling my home?

- I'm so sorry, Dad.

- How... how can
she just sell it?

- I don't know.

I don't understand any of it.

- Mrs. Delgado,

your father should not be
eating anything.

He needs to take his medication
on an empty stomach.

(Luis): Alicia Timms-Dickerson.

- Yep.
- She's the head

of the auction company?

- Yeah, and you'll never
guess who she is.

Janet Timms' cousin.

And the realtor selling
Dad's house?

Her brother Dave.

And Judge Bean seems
to know Janet very well.

- Hey, so...

- You know,
it's a whole system.

Private guardians
and real estate companies

and nursing homes
and auction houses.

Everyone's benefiting somehow.

My dad can't be the only victim.

- Hey, you're just one person.

With me, two people.

It's not enough to untangle
that entire web.

- Well, what am I supposed
to do? Take it to the news?

(music stops)

Mack, I'm sorry,
I'm running late.

Yeah, I'll be there soon.
Okay, come on.

Just a quick stop. I promise.

(Allie): I'm not in a rush.

(Leigh): Mitch Young?
- Uh, yes.

- Hi.

- How did you get in here?

- Uh, my kid is super cute.

Listen, um...

My father has been basically
kidnapped by a private guardian.

- Kidnapped.
- Yeah. And forced

into a nursing home.
And I saw that piece you did

on nursing homes and COVID.
It was really good.

- Well, then you know
we already covered it.

- Yeah, but this is different.
Let me explain. So--

- Ma'am,

I'm on the air in 12 minutes.
- Look, just--

- I can't.
- ...hear me out.

- Financial abuse?

- Yeah, and it's happening
all over the country.

And you'll never guess
how much money is involved.

- You're gonna tell me?
- $2.9 billion

stolen every year
by people like Janet Timms.

- Guardians.

- Mom's got like, a flowchart.

- You guys rehearse this?

- She's right, I do have a...
a flowchart of sorts.

I mean, there's so many people.
Look at this,

it-it starts with Janet,
but it branches out.

It's her brother. I mean,
these are all the folks

that are making money
off one private guardianship.

And it's not just my dad.

Janet has dozens of other wards,
as they call them,

in this same home.

- Ms. Delgado, one nursing home
is not a conspiracy.

I need a bunch of homes.
Dozens of victims.

This is a lot of shoe leather.

Station's not gonna give me
the budget for it.

- Well, what if I do it?
I'll find them, other victims.

- You got investigative
experience?

(director): Thirty seconds
to air, Mitch.

- I have kids. I mean, I...

I'm used to trying to get
truthful answers out of people.

(cameraman): Camera, clear.

- You can try.

No promises.

(Leigh sighs)
- Can I please go to school now?

- Yeah. Okay, thank you.
Thank you.

(tense music)

(Leigh): Mr. Waters?
I understand that Janet Timms

sent your wife to
the Happyville Nursing Home.

If we could just talk?

Janet Timms is my father's--

I would love to talk to you
a little bit about Janet Timms.

(man): Don't call here.

- She got my dad, too.

- I don't want anything
to do with that woman.

- But if I could--

(sighs)

Hi. Hi there.
My name is Leigh Delgado

and I'd love to talk to you
about Janet Timms.

(speaking Spanish)

(Kwame): My grandmother
was always real independent.

You know, she just fell
that one time,

didn't even break anything.

All it took was one visit
to the hospital.

You know, a nurse or somebody

must have tipped off Ms. Timms.

- I bet that's what
happened with my father.

- Mm-hmm. You should talk
to Casey Hilder.

Her mother was in the same
home as my grandma.

- Oh. And you want
fries with that?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

(sighs)

(unsettling music)

- Do you want me to call
Dr. Maida?

See if they can fit you in?

(Teresa): Ms. Timms
switched his doctor.

- Why?

- Different insurance.

Don't ask me why.

- Well, what did
the new doctor say?

Dad?

- So, they upped the pain meds
and started him

on some anti-anxiety drugs.

He's not leaving the room
for meals

and he should probably see
a specialist about that foot.

- Okay, uh...
H-How do I do that?

- That's Janet's
department, too.

(Leigh sighs)

- You know, I've been
wanting to talk to you.

Um...

I'm talking to the press

about Janet's
guardianship business,

and uh, I'm not asking
you to talk to anyone.

I just, um... if you know
anyone who would.

(neon sign buzzes)

(bell on door jingles)

Oh, I'm sorry. We're closed.

How do you know where I work?

- I heard you've been
looking for me.

- Well, I'm worried
about my dad.

- Sorry to hear that.

How about a cup of coffee?

- Sure.

You know, my dad's having
problems with circulation.

In his foot. And it's gotten
a lot worse this week.

- Who told you that?

- Does it matter?

He needs to see a specialist.

- Well, specialists
are quite expensive,

but I'll certainly
see what I can do.

- When?

- It's been brought
to my attention

that you've been pestering
my other families.

Some of them are quite upset.

You know, the more
you stir them up,

the less time I'll have
for your father.

You understand.

- You know you should be
in jail

for what you're doing to my dad.
What you're doing all of them.

(laughs)
- Go to jail for what?

The law is on my side,
Ms. Delgado.

Don't be so shortsighted.

(sinister music)

(knock on door)

- Casey? Hi, Leigh.
- Hi, hi.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you. Come on in.

- Thank you.

(Casey): Just through here.

Janet makes you feel
like you're crazy.

Like taking your mom is normal.

Locking her in a home is normal.

I used to be
a corporate attorney.

I worked for two years
to free mom.

- And she got out.
You got her out?

- God freed her. Not me.

- Oh, I'm... I'm so sorry.

- She died in that home.

I quit my firm a month later.

I haven't practiced since.

The law's the damn problem.

Ms. Delgado,

I wish you the best of luck,
but I don't really know

what I can do at this point.

- You could talk to a reporter.

(upbeat country music)

(inaudible conversations)

(♪)

(♪)

(inaudible conversation)

- Tostadas again?

- Baby, your mom's working late
tonight and you like tostadas.

Right?

- We like Mom's tostadas.

- Why don't you wait until
your mom gets home then, huh?

(foreboding music plays)

(truck speeding)

(police sirens)

(officer): You sure you want
to refuse an ambulance?

(Leigh): Yeah, I'm sure.

- She says she's okay.
Thanks, guys.

- Leigh, we really should
see a doctor.

- I'm just bruised.

- Did you get a good
look at the vehicle?

- It was an SUV. Maybe black?

I didn't really get a good look.

Just felt like they had
it in for me.

- You're saying this car
ran you off the road?

- I-- I'm not sure.
It just felt intentional.

- No offence, ma'am.
Why would someone do that?

(Luis): They basically called
you a drama queen.

- That's offensive.
I'm a beauty queen.

- Babe...someone
tried to hurt you.

Do you really think it
was Janet Timms?

- I don't know. Uh, maybe
it was just some stupid drunk.

- Hmm.

(Luis sighs.)

- Your friend at the garage?

- Yeah, the whole thing
will cost two grand.

- That's the emergency
fund and then some.

- You know that emergency
fund is already gone.

(tense music playing)

- Spreadsheets, victims
of Janet and their families,

contact info, descriptions, and
here's a separate list

of people I found under
guardianship,

not just Janet's clients.

- Well, I already heard from
a handful of people.

Looks like you got
a lot more.

- Yeah, 32 altogether.

I'm guessing a bunch will talk
if you go to them.

Oh, and here's a...here's
a thumb drive with all the info.

- Not bad, Leigh. We might be
able to get some traction

on this, but we've got
a lot of work to do.

- You said we.

(Mitch chuckles.)

- Are you going to work today?

- Cherise is covering for me.

- Oh.

How's the band going, buddy?

- Not bad. We should be
ready by next week, so.

- Hey. Yeah, that's good.

- What's next week?

- It's a competition at school,
kinda like a talent show.

- Oh, why didn't you tell us
about that?

- He did.

- Oh. Well, I want a seat
in the front row. All right.

Do you want an apple
or a clementine?

- Uh, clementine.

- Oh, I knew it.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey Leigh, the specialist saw
Jason today. Oh, it's not good.

Complications from diabetes.
I thought you should...

I gotta go.

- Teresa.

- Yes?

- Ms. Timms made it very clear
his records

are to be kept
confidential.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I just--

- Do I need to remind
you of our protocols?

- No, no.

- Okay.

- So, we're gonna do this
in stages, Ms. Hilder.

First, we get your story,
then we tape an interview.

- Thank you so much for doing
this.

(recording): Thank you so
much for doing this.

- Seems like it's working.

It's an little journal
trick, ABT, always be taping.

- Oh, I could see how
that could be useful.

- Your mother developed numerous
medical problems

at the nursing home,
is that correct?

- High blood pressure.
A heart murmur. Bed sores.

- Did the nursing home document
any of these conditions?

- Well, they did.

- And where are they...
those records?

- What does that matter now?

- Casey, I need those files.

- I threw them out, okay?

I threw them in the trash right
after the funeral.

- Well, I can't just take
your word for it.

- Hey. Can I talk to you?

Go easy.

- She's a woman with a good
story and zero proof.

- She is a human being who just
lost her mom.

And she thinks it's all
her fault.

If only she had done more.

If...if only she were better,
or smarter, or richer,

then you know, maybe her mom
would be free,

and she'd be getting
the help she needed.

- Noted.

Okay, I'm sorry about that.
Let's start over.

- Oh.

- Okay.

- Hey.

- Hey. You look nice.

- Oh yeah, my son's in a school
talent show.

I can't believe it.
Is it okay if I go in?

- I'm sorry.
You uh, you have to go.

- Well, if he's asleep,
I'll just wake him up.

- Jason's guardian has informed
us that he...

he no longer wants
to see you.

- You know that's not true.

- It's a decision his
guardian has made.

- Teresa, you know this isn't
right.

You can't just let her do this.

- My mom's on disability and
I have three younger brothers.

I can't help you anymore.

I'll do my best for him
though, I promise.

- Please don't do this.

- Ma'am, you need to leave.

- Teresa, Mrs. Jackson's
call light's on.

(Teresa sighs.)

(Leigh): Janet Timms, please.

(Receptionist): May
I ask who's calling?

- Leigh Delgado it's urgent.

- One moment.

Ms. Timms is in a meeting.
Can I take a message?

- Just forget it.

(suspenseful music)

- It's called neuropathy, Dad.
That's the pain in your foot.

- Yeah, the specialist told me.

I'm not an idiot.
I asked him for a copy the--

- Peripheral neuropathy from
diabetes in both feet.

Condition in right foot
compounded by serious peripheral

artery disease. Amputation?

- Mm-hmm. Keep reading.

- Oh, good. They're recommending
the stem cell treatment.

Oh, thank God.

Dad.

- I'm just so tired, sweetheart.

- You were right. She's here.

(officer): Ma'am,
you have to leave.

- You don't understand.
He's my father.

- This woman is trespassing.

- Why does she have to go?

- Dad, it's okay.

- Step away from the patient.

- I want her to stay.

- Can't you see you're
upsetting him?

- That's enough.

(Jason): Hey! Hey!

- Why can't I see my
dad? Get off of me!

(Jason): Leave her alone!

- Come on, what are you doing?

- Where are you taking her?

- Dad!
- Leigh!

- Dad, Dad, it's gonna be okay.

- Leigh!

(fingerprint squelches)

(camera shutter thunders)

(somber music)

- I'm gonna be home late
tonight. I'm working two sites.

- Do you have to?

- Your bail was three grand,
Leigh. Yeah, I have to.

- I'm sorry.

(sad music)

- Hey, Rob.

(car horn honking)

- Damien's here. I gotta go.

- I won the talent show.

(Leigh sighs.)

- Robert, I'm so sorry.
Something came up

and it became an emergency.

- You got arrested because
you trespassed.

- I did. And I'm really sorry
I missed your show.

- Did Dad tell you that
he sold his bike?

- What? Why?

- To get you out of jail, Mom.

(Leigh sighs.)

- Mack, I'm sorry. I'm on my
way. I promise.

No, just-- just give me another
chance. Mack--

I understand. Okay.

(sighing)

- Wilson Merrick, 82, broken
arm, and we got him

in room 907.
All right, thanks Belinda.

So, did you get her in line?

- I spoke to her. And there
won't be any more slip ups.

- You said that last time.

- Teresa has a good heart.
Our residents love her.

- Well, I think she's careless.
She likes discipline.

You wouldn't want me to have my
wards moved to another facility

on her account, now, would you?

Dave...I suppose I can have
them all moved.

- Within a week.
Tomorrow if needed.

- That's good to know.

- I'll take care of it.

- Thank you.

- No problem.

(depressed music)

(worker): I'm sorry.

- I'm sure gonna miss
the heck outta you.

- I'm gonna miss you too,
Albert.

Hey, listen, um, they won't let
me back up,

so can you tell
Jay I said goodbye?

(tense music)

(engine rumbles)

(birds chirping)

- Yeah, I think I found one
other woman to help us.

Mary Beth O'Connell.
Mitch, can you hold on a second?

- Dad? Hi.

- Janet's scheduled surgery
for me.

Amputation below the knee.

- What are you talking about?
You're getting the drugs.

The stem cell, whatever.

- No, Janet says it's
too expensive.

Irresponsible, she calls it.
Surgery's in two weeks.

- No, where's Teresa?
Teresa will help us.

- No, Teresa's gone.
She got fired.

- Oh.

Okay. Okay, okay,
I'll talk to Janet.

- No, you...you can't talk to
that woman.

You gotta do something, Leigh.

(Ms. Windham): I'll take
that, Mr. Davis.

- Oh, Dad, it's gonna
be okay. Dad? Dad?

- Your guardian has instructed
us to limit your phone calls.

She said it upsets you too much.

- You're the one upsetting me.

- This is only temporary,
Mr. Davis.

(Luis): Hey, babe.

(water flowing from the tap)

What's this?

- Early on, I found this man
online lives in Los Angeles.

His grandmother was
in a guardianship in Nevada.

Last month, he hired a couple
of ex-military to extract

his grandmother from
the nursing home.

- Extract?

That's crazy.

- Yeah, but once they got her
across state lines,

the guardian couldn't touch her.

I mean, of course, they can
never go back to Vegas.

- Wait. Are you trying
to hire some ex-military?

- No, we can't afford
ex-military. I'm gonna do it.

We could throw a rock from
our house

and hit the Kentucky border.

(scoffs)
- That's kidnapping.

- It's a rescue. My dad
is never getting out of there.

- Baby, you don't know that.

- I will not allow that woman
to hold my dad hostage

and slowly kill him.

- And what will our children
do while you're in prison?

- I won't get caught.

- That one time
in jail wasn't enough?

- He's my dad.
- And I'm your husband!

And Robert and Allie are your
children.

And for months, I've done
everything that I can for you.

I've worked double shifts,
triple shifts.

I've worked weekends. And we're
still broke.

And I thought that's okay,
that's fine,

because we don't need my money
because we've got family.

But now you want
to destroy that too.

Look, your family needs you,
Leigh. All your family.

(water splashing)

What's it gonna take
for you to see that?

(knock on door)
- Mom?

(Leigh): Hey.

- Hey. Don't know
if I made it right but--

- That's very sweet.

- Did your dad leave
for work already?

- Yeah, a while ago.

- Yeah, well, I should get
ready for work, too.

- You got fired. Dad told me.

- He did.

- Why aren't you out there
fighting for Papa?

- It's complicated. Your father
didn't exactly love my plan.

- So, make a new one.

- I've tried.

- I'm part of a band now.

I have a girlfriend.
You wanna know why?

- You have a girlfriend?

- Because you told me I can do
anything I want,

I can be anything I want
if I worked hard for it.

You gonna tell me you lied?

- No. No, I didn't lie to you.

- Mom...

you can do anything you want
if you worked hard for it.

So, come on. Get up off your
butt and get out there.

All right?

(Mitch): So, you went to your
grandmother's nursing home

and Ms. Timms wouldn't
let you in to see her?

(Kwame): She said I was too
upset. Said she'd call the cops

if I didn't leave.

- You have to move up the piece.

- Hello, is how I usually
like to start.

- The amputation
is in less than a week.

- Well, I don't control
the network schedule.

This is human interest,
not breaking news.

Plus, the piece isn't
gonna change Janet's mind,
unfortunately.

- Yeah, but it might change
a judge's mind, you know,

if it kicks up enough
bad publicity.

- You're going to court?

- I'm going to court.

But getting this piece
on the air is key.

Will you at least try?

- Well, I'll see what I can do,

but how are you getting
into court?

- No idea.

That's Teresa. Wait, turn it
up. Turn the sound up.

- 32-year-old Manning woman
Teresa Williams was struck

by a driver who fled the scene.

This is the second hit and run
reported in the last few weeks.

- She was just here
the other day.

(Leigh): Oh, my goodness.

- So, I was run off the road
a few weeks ago,

and then my father's health aide
dies in a hit and run?

I mean, that can't be
a coincidence, can it?

- You filled out
a police report?

- Yeah.

I think it's all connected
to my father's guardian,

Janet Timms.

- That's quite the allegation.

- I know. Just look into it.

- I heard about Teresa.

I'm sorry.

- Yeah. It's awful.

Luis...

I am so sorry. You do so
much for all of us.

I don't even know where
to start.

I know I don't say it enough.

(chuckles)
- You don't.

- I love you.

- I love you.

Babe, you know
it's you and me, right?

Ride or die. You know that.

(gentle music)

Do I wanna know?

- Well, I'm trying to figure
out the probate court rules.

To get into court you have
to file a motion.

It's like asking for
an invitation to a club

they don't want you in.

- What about one of those
people that you brought

to Mitch?
Wasn't one of them a lawyer?

(Casey): Hey, Leigh.

(Leigh): Hey, can I come in?
- Yeah, come on in.

- I need an emergency court
hearing to stop Janet.

- Okay, well, you can have
a lawyer write a petition.

- Well, you're a lawyer, right?

- Not anymore, Leigh.
I gave up my license a year ago.

- Well, can you get it back?

- These things don't happen
overnight. I'm sorry.

- Because I can't afford
a lawyer.

And I-- I can't
afford to give up.

- You could file a motion pro
se, represent yourself.

- The last time I did that,
the judge granted Janet

permanent guardianship.
I can't argue this case myself.

- Sure you could. With
the right help.

(alarm beeping)

(Jason wincing)

- You've got to turn over.
You'll get bed sores.

(Jason): I'm trying.

- Where's George?

- Hey, I've got good news.

I got us an emergency hearing
tomorrow at noon.

- Leigh, that's great.
Hey, I have news, too.

- Airing at tomorrow at noon
would be perfect.

You know, as much heartburn
as we can generate for

Judge Bean and you know, get
other outlets interested.

- They killed it.

The producers, they killed
the story.

I heard the station owner
got involved himself.

I'm sorry, Leigh.

(sighing)

- Think you're
the only ones in here?

(Jason groans.)

- What's that for?

- Making sure you get
your eight hours.

You're welcome.

(Jason wheezing)

(Albert gasping)

(Jason): Help him.

(Albert gasping)

Help him!

(alarm beeping)

Help him.

Help him.

Help. Help.

(alarm beeping)

- So, what does Casey think
about our chances?

- I mean, she won't come out
and say it,

but without Mitch's story--

(phone rings)

- Dad? Dad, what's wrong?

(Jason): Leigh, please
come get me.

- What's going on?
What...what's happening?

- Nobody...nobody came.
And Albert's gone.

Since Albert it's me.

I'm next. Albert...is me.

- Dad, put someone
on the phone. Anyone.

- Get me out!

(receptionist): One moment.
Ms. Timms is in a meeting.

Can I take a message?

Hey!

Hey, excuse me.
You can't go in there.

- I need to talk to you.

- I'm sorry, Ms. Timms.

- It's fine, Monique.
- Is it?

Ms. Delgado, this can't
wait for court?

- I'll drop everything.
I'll stop talking

to other families. I'll stop
talking to the press.

Just leave my father alone.

- That's insulting.

- I'll even stop talking
to the police.

- What are you suggesting?

- No. I'm not letting Jason
go back to the people

that abandoned him and
caused him to be injured.

- Well, he's still got a few
more dollars left

for you to take.

- We're settling this in court.

- I think you better leave.

- Judge Bean might take
my side. Why take the chance?

- Judge Bean wouldn't dare rule
against me.

He's got to get elected
in six months.

- So, Judge Bean is
in your pocket, too.

- Call it whatever you want.

Now get out my office before
I tell the judge

I need a restraining order.

- Get out.

Now!

(supenseful music)

(man): Yeah.

You got this. Okay? Come on.

(suspenseful music)

(Judge): So, then we took
a shopping cart, fashioned it

down to a makeshift wheelchair,
and that's how we got around

Mardi Gras for the last three
days. It was crazy.

(gavel bangs)
All right, y'all.

In the matter of Jason L. Davis
motion to enjoin a surgical

procedure and dissolve
his guardianship.

Ms. Timms, I'd like to hear from
you first,

since you're our
expert here.

- Thank you.

- He isn't supposed
to do that. It's your motion.

- Your Honor, I got into

the field of private
guardianship

over 10 years ago to help
save lives. And I have.

Hundreds of them.
Mothers, fathers, grandmothers,

grandfathers, and now I'm here
to help save Jason Davis' life.

I'm sure Ms. Delgado here
is well-meaning,

and I'm sure she loves her
father.

But she has a high school
degree. Not a medical one.

Jason Davis needs surgery.

I'd like to enter into evidence
Exhibits 1 through 19.

These are Mr. Davis' medical
records and the recommendation

of his surgeon. Thank you.

- Uh judge, she can't enter
anything into evidence

until we've presented
our argument.

- We're pretty informal here.

Let's save some time. Just go
ahead and enter that.

(stirring music)

Okay, Ms. Delgado,
it's your turn.

- Yes, Sir, Your Honor,

we don't have documents like
Ms. Timms. We have people.

- Judge Bean, these are family
members of other clients

of mine. This has nothing
to do with Jason Davis' case.

- Tend to agree.

Ms. Delgado, do you have
anything else?

- In that case, I'd like
to enter evidence, too.

- You need to be a little more
specific, Ms. Delgado.

(Janet scoffs)

- It's a recording
of Janet Timms.

May I?

(Janet on recording): Judge Bean
wouldn't dare rule against me.

He's got to get elected
in six months.

- Your Honor, this is
outrageous and illegal.

- The state has a one-party
consent statute regarding

the recording of conversations.
And I consented.

- Proceed.

(Leigh on recording): So, Judge
Bean is in your pocket, too.

(Janet on recording): Call it
whatever you want.

Now get out my office before
I tell the judge

I need a restraining order.

- You'd better get
a camera crew in here.

- This court is called
to recess.

(gavel bangs)

- As his guardian, Janet Timms
is supposed to protect

my father.

But under her so-called care,
my father has gotten

steadily worse.
And it's not just my dad.

Janet has over 300 wards.
Many of them have had

the same experience.
There's Gabby Rivera's father,

and Kwame Reese's grandmother,
and Casey Hilder's mother.

All of them were forced out
of their homes,

robbed of their assets, and
isolated from their families.

Many of them died within
two years.

- Objection, Your Honor.
Judge Bean, she has no proof

of any of this.

- Get to your point,
Ms. Delgado.

- Because of her neglect,
my father is in a healthcare

crisis that never should
have happened.

And now she is ordering to have
his leg amputated.

Not because it's the only option
or because a doctor

recommended it.
But because it's cheaper.

- You can't be serious.
That is defamatory, Your Honor.

- Not if it's true, it's not.

(murmurs in the crowd)

(Leigh): Your Honor, Janet Timms
is not a guardian.

She's a predator.

- Well, in light
of the arguments that have been

presented, this court finds
in favor...

of the petitioner,
Ms. Delgado.

(gavel bangs)

Court adjourned.

(blissful music)

- Nice one.

- Actually unbelievable.

- You're incredible.

(Leigh): Ah, my babies.

- Did you win any money?

(chuckles)

- Hey...

(relieved sigh)

(Janet): Do you know what?
He's gonna have to see me again.

He's gonna have to see me.

The audacity of him
to go against us.

Knowing that all I do is keep

people's best interests
at heart.

(reporters): Ms. Timms!
Do you have anything to say
about the verdict?

(Mitch): Ms. Timms, do you have
something to say about

the mistreatment of wards
under your care?

- You know, some families just
can't face the reality

that their loved ones are
on the decline.

- Get in closer.

- They will blame anyone
but themselves.

(officer 1): David Timms?

- And that's what you're
seeing here today.

- David Timms?

You're under arrest for
the murder of Teresa Williams.

- David? David, what did you do?

- She was gonna hurt you, Jan.
You don't get that?

- Come on.

(officer 2): You have
the right to remain silent.

(Mitch): Ms. Timms!
(Officer 2): If you give up
the right

to remain silent, anything
you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

(Mitch): Ms. Timms, do you have
any comment

on your brother's
arrest?

(reporter 1): Did you know
Teresa Williams?

(reporter 2): Ms. Timms, would
you like to make a statement?

(Mitch): Ms. Timms, did you have
something to do with the murder

of Teresa Williams?

(Leigh): Dad. Daddy. We won.

We won. The surgery is off.

- Oh, thank God. Thank goodness.

- Yeah. And the judge ended
the guardianship.

- I...I'm free?

- Yeah, yeah. Come on, let's
get your things together.

- Nah, forget about my things.
Let's get outta here.

(Mitch): The case of Delgado vs.
Timms was only the beginning

of a guardianship scandal that
has rocked the county probate

court in the last weeks.

Janet Timms is under
investigation and state police

have launched an inquiry into
patterns of abuse

by predatory guardians.

Her brother David Timms
is facing criminal charges

for the murder of health aide
Teresa Williams,

though Ms. Timms is not
a suspect at this time.

- We need to get
you some more hangers.

- Here, give me that.

- Robert must have
taken them all.

- Kid already gave up his room.

The least you can do his let
him have the hangers.

(chuckles)

- You know, Casey said we might
be able to get some

of your things back.

- Hmm. Not the house.

- No, not the house.

You ready to get this
party started?

(happy chuckles)
Let's go.

- Dad said you got a new job.
What's a pair of eagles?

- Paralegal. I'll tell you about
after the party.

All right, ready?

All right, cake time!

(Allie): Come on!

Do you need help?

- No, no.

(pleasant music)

(Leigh): Ready?

♪ Ha--
- I don't want any singing.

I just wanna make a toast.

To my daughter, Leigh. I am so
proud of you, sweetheart.

I am so proud to be your father.

And Luis, you're one
heck of a guy.

(chuckling)

- All right. You ready?
Make a wish, Dad.

- To Jason, hmm?

- To Dad.

- To Papa.
- To Jason.

(country music)

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