All language subtitles for the_division_s03e17_castaways

Hey, did you get the warrant?

Yeah. What's this all about?

Those two guys were ready to go until I
told them it was one of Martha Reed's

shelters and we got writer's permits.

Which brings us to the third judge.

I offered him sexual favors. How do you
know?

You are.

Why is this unruly mob still here? Order
them to disperse. This is a shelter for

homeless women and children who now are
in fear of their own lives.

Ma 'am, we have a warrant to search the
premises for a homicide suspect.

Damien Whiteley?

Damien Whiteley isn't here. Well, then
great, you have nothing to hide. We have

no choice but to hide from the prejudice
and the hatred society deserves for

the...

will decide i'm going to be forced to
place you under arrest all right

give me a minute to move my people away
from the door one minute all right

come on you

know what move these people out of here
you guys go home just let us do our job

So any defensive wounds, Dolores? Any
signs of a struggle?

I don't think so. Some bruising around
the knuckles on his right hand, but it

predates the murder.

Nope, just the single stab wound to the
throat. Took him by surprise.

Death by screwdriver.

Anything else?

The angle of entry was almost exactly
perpendicular to the body. We know

was working on the car.

Assume he was working under the car. In
that rolling bench thingy.

What do you call them?

Rolling bench thingies?

My guess is that Mr. Harper was lying on
his back on the bench when he was

stabbed. Blood on the bench. Blood
everywhere.

So if the Inquisition is over, I'd like
to go wash my hands.

Metaphorically speaking.

My guess, Lady Macbeth.

65 Mustang convertible.

Classic wheels.

Classic, evident.

Which way, Mr. Cruz?

Mr. Cruz.

I'm Inspector Basso. This is my partner,
Inspector Lorenzo.

Oh, jeez.

So were you friends with the Harpers,
Mr. Cruz?

Sure. Yeah, I live right next door. They
moved in about three years ago.

Is Bonnie all right, Mrs. Harper?

Yeah, she's with her family.

Oh, good.

Mr. Cruz, you told one of our uniformed
officers that you witnessed a young man

running from the Harper's property
around 2 o 'clock this morning? Uh -huh,

yeah. I heard a noise last night when I
was sleeping.

Go on.

Well, I looked out my window, and I saw
this black kid, and he jumped over my

fence from the Harpers and through my
backyard.

And you saw this in the dark?

Well, I have security lights.

You know, motion sensors.

Yeah, that's him. I've seen him around
this neighborhood.

I guess he lives down at the shelter.

We may have a few more questions for you
later.

Sure.

Nice people, the Harpers.

Class of wheels.

Captain? Yes, Martha Reed.

As soon as she's out of booking.

You know what? I can just come back. You
still here?

Well, my flight doesn't leave until 1,
so... How do you feel?

Excited.

No. No, I'm scared to death.

I've been looking for my birth mom for
two years, you know.

But you took her call. She agreed to
meet with you.

What do you know about her?

Not much, really. You know, she's
married.

Got two kids. Lives in L .A. Some place
called Oak Hill.

How old are the kids?

The boy's 14 and the girl's 12.

Little brother and sister, huh?

Half brother and sister.

God, I can't wait to meet them.

Wouldn't it be great if we hit it off?

I mean, maybe not at first. I don't
know. I have to warm up. Captain, I know

what you're going to say.

Let me get my hopes up, because after
all, these people are strangers, and I

shouldn't go fantasizing about
relationships that may never happen. I

Captain. I know.

I just really want this to work out.

Actually, I was going to suggest that
you leave for the airport a little

with travel delays and everything.

It's going to be a zoo.

Right.

Call me if you need to talk.

Thanks, Captain.

So when was the last time you saw your
son, Mrs. Whiteley?

Two nights ago.

Damien came banging on the shelter door,
his face all cut up and bruised. But

Mrs. Reed wouldn't let him in. Why not?

Because he isn't eligible.

He can't be here anymore since he turned
16 three weeks ago.

That's the rule.

Martha Reed's rule? Who else?

My son is a good boy who loves his
family and wouldn't hurt anybody. And he

never in trouble until he got turned out
on the street.

What about the men's shelter? Doesn't
Reed run some of those?

Yeah. He went for two days.

Damien's small for his age. He looks
young. You know what I mean? He needs to

with his family.

I would have gone with him even on the
street if I could have.

But I can't.

Not with my baby girl.

Did Damien tell you how he got hurt?

He got beat up, lady.

No big mystery.

Did he say by who?

Some homeowner.

He fell asleep on their property.

Mrs. Reed said I could get disinfectant
and bandages for Damien from the

medicine chest.

When I got back, he'd run off.

And you have no idea where he is now?

You think I'd tell you? Well, aren't you
concerned about his safety, ma 'am?

Don't you sit there and ask me that.

Mrs. Whiteley.

All we want to do is talk to him. No.

You want to throw him away with the
trash.

But he is not trash.

Martha, Kate.

Is your attorney on his way?

He stopped off at the mayor's office
first. To remind him I endorsed his

candidacy.

Mayors can have divided loyalties when
the issue is murder.

I didn't kill Stephen Harper.

One of your residents may have.

Former resident.

That's cold. It's accurate.

Well, the zoning board may not
appreciate the distinction.

When did they vote?

Two days.

Tell me about Damien Whiteley.

He was a sweet, lovable boy. He and his
family have been with us for two years.

You don't believe that he killed Stephen
Harper?

Does my opinion really matter?

From what I understand, Harper's
lobbying is the reason that the zoning

considering pulling your permit for the
shelter.

I grieve for the man's family, but I
shed no tears for him.

Stephen Harper chose to hate us the
first day we moved in. I choose to hate

right back.

Well, I'd have them bring in a tray, but
I know you wouldn't eat anything. I'll

eat when I know my people have a
permanent home, not before.

And if the zoning board votes to revoke
your permit? Then I expect to get very

thin. You're already very thin.

Damn well better not die in my custody.

Then let me go.

And you discovered your husband's body
at approximately what time this morning,

Mrs. Harper?

A little before six.

Tommy, my youngest, my five -year -old.

Got me up.

And you didn't notice your husband never
came to bed last night?

Sometimes Stephen worked all hours on
his car.

He loved that car.

When I got up and saw he wasn't there, I
went looking for him.

And can you think of anyone in your
husband's life who may have wished him

But you know who... That boy from the
shelter.

Well, at this point, he is still only a
suspect, and it's important that we're

thorough.

No one would want to hurt Stephen.

I've dropped the charges against Martha
Reed. She's on her way home.

Friends in high places?

One of them suggested I get down to the
shelter, see for myself what's going on.

Oh, and the mayor himself.

You know, our case really isn't about
Martha Reed.

Well, to some extent it is.

especially if the murder impacts the
decision of the zoning court.

Well, it has to. Well, Martha Reed has
the temporary permit.

After this, I think she's as good as
gone.

Well, that would be a shame.

I mean, chronic civil disobedience
aside, she does a lot of good for a lot

people. You admire her, then?

Well, she's no saint, certainly. She's
unreasonable and dictatorial when she

runs her...

Shelters like many fiefdoms. You know, I
read in an article that she abandoned

her own family to start her first
shelter. Yeah, she had a husband and a

a good job in corporate America. She was
a hospital administrator.

She gave it all up.

What's happening with Damien Whiteley?

We got a match on the bloody
fingerprints at the scene, on the

and a wall near the door of the shelter.

He has a record?

Nothing serious.

Juvenile stuff. Petty theft.

But he did get picked up about ten days
ago for vagrancy.

Released to a men's shelter where he
stayed all but ten minutes.

He's not in any of the area shelters
either. We put the word out on the

but I doubt we're going to get much help
there.

His mother says she hasn't seen or heard
from him. You believe her?

Well, if he hasn't contacted her yet, he
will.

Everyone we talked to said he's real
close to his family.

And two nights ago, someone matching
Damien's description was treated for

cuts and bruises at a free clinic on
Benin.

Damien's mother said that he was beaten
up by somebody in the neighborhood.

The night before the murder?

We're on it.

I'm Raina.

Do I know you?

I guess you're not Carolyn Newland?

Sorry.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Good.

Excuse me.

You must be Raina. I'm Carolyn Newland.

I suppose I'm your mother.

This is so hard.

I know.

I thought about what I would say to you.

I have so many questions.

Raina, I've thought too, and I can
imagine what this might be like for you.

But try and put yourself in my place.

I don't know if it's fair.

Well, I get a call out of the blue after
all these years, and there you are.

Didn't you ever wonder what happened to
me?

Of course.

But you never tried to find me.

When I gave you up, I was very young,
but even then, I knew it was for good.

So you're saying you'd rather not be
here?

I'm saying that I like my life as it is.
Nothing against you.

So your family doesn't know?

No, I never told them.

Well, what about my father?

He was a boy in my class in high school.

He never knew I was pregnant.

I left school, went away.

After you were born, I came back, and
I've been here ever since.

I wasn't ready to raise a child. I was
16 years old. I'm not here to judge you.

Why are you here?

To meet you. To know.

What? Where I come from.

What my grandparents were like.

God. I mean, do I have any congenital
diseases I should be worried about?

None that I'm aware of.

Well, what about the rest?

Reina, I said I'd meet you, and I have.

And that's really as far as I want to go
with it.

Well, why meet me at all?

Because I didn't want you showing up at
my front door.

You seem like a nice person. Person?

I am your daughter.

No.

My daughter's at school.

You're someone I gave birth to a long
time ago.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to be back up. I never get to
be back up.

I'm better at it than you. I happen to
be very back up.

Your niceness shows.

Yeah, I'm nice.

Mr. Cruz, thank you for coming down.

Can I get you something to drink?

No, I'm fine, thanks.

I'm not sure what more I can tell you.
That's what you haven't told us.

What's this about?

It seems that none of your other
neighbors remember seeing Damien

hanging around the neighborhood.

Maybe you saw him somewhere else. Maybe
you saw him get his face beaten to a

bloody pulp by Stephen Harper the night
before last.

Now would be a good time, Mr. Curtis.

Okay.

Okay. About 11 o 'clock, I heard this
noise, commotion coming from next door.

Bangs and yells.

My dog's barking his head off.

I go out my front door, and Harper's got
the kid down on the driveway, and he's

just punching him over and over and
over, and the kid is out of it. He's not

resisting. I thought he was going to
kill him.

What'd you do?

I grabbed Stephen's arm. I told him I'd
call the cops. And did he stop?

Yeah, he came to his senses.

Anyone else witness this beating?

Not that I'm aware of. You tell anyone
about it? You tell your family?

No, I've been divorced for five years. I
live alone.

Why didn't you tell us this before?

The man's dead.

Bonnie and the kids, whatever happened,
they don't deserve this.

Yes, I'm flying out of Burbank to San
Francisco tomorrow.

And I was wondering if I could change
that to today.

Soon. I hope.

Okay, okay. Will you please?

Yeah, Wolf and High School.

Thank you.

Well, we're getting nowhere fast.

Damien will show up sooner or later.
Yeah, how much later?

I know they say that half America is one
paycheck away from being out in the

street.

You ever think about it?

When I almost lost my house, about a
hundred times a day.

How many can you accommodate here?

36, but we could be 10 times as large
and still not fulfill the need.

Women and children make up the largest
segment of the homeless population.

I turn away at least a dozen people from
this location alone each day.

Okay, you got me here. I have the tour
going on.

A letter to the zoning board.

Stating.

As a public servant who could possibly
be our next chief of police, you see no

danger to the community from my shelter.

Well, recent events might make me a
liar.

You have absolutely no proof that Damien
Whiteley murdered Stephen Harper.

Well, if he's so harmless, why'd you
turn him out? My first shelter was co

We had three sexual assaults within the
first six months. It's policy, Kate. We

can't afford to open ourselves up to
that type of criticism.

He wound up on the street.

It wasn't supposed to happen that way. I
can't save everyone, no matter how much

I want to.

You were in contact with them?

Not for a while.

They chose not to forgive me.

Because you opted for a life of
sacrifice?

No, because I didn't do both.

maintain a family, and give help to
those who most needed it.

What about that letter, Kate?

You know, you could sell this place. You
could move the shelter someplace else.

This is supposed to be a model for
future shelters. It's smaller. It's

integrated into a residential
neighborhood. If we fail here, there is

else.

Determined to be the martyr.

I'm determined to win any way I can.

What would you do if a homeless shelter
moved into your neighborhood?

My neighborhood now?

Yeah, your neighborhood with the picket
fence and a husband and two kids and a

rose garden.

I don't think I know that neighborhood.

Answer the question.

I would have mixed feelings.

On one hand, it's not great for property
values. On the other hand, homeless

people deserve a place to live with
dignity while they rebuild their lives.

When you said Damien would show up
sooner or later, I didn't think you

this much later.

Quick, tell me a joke.

Come on.

You know I'm the world's worst joke
teller.

What's going on with you?

Talk to me.

You haven't mentioned Jonah lately.

Actually, I've been dying to talk to you
about it.

You know how I would defend Damien
Whiteley?

If we catch him. If he killed Harper.

If I was his attorney.

That is a lot of ifs.

Self -defense.

24 hours after the beating.

Post -traumatic stress.

That's a stretch.

Look, he's a kid. A kid doesn't deserve
to live out on the street alone.

Sure, but you still live.

Why? Because jurors tend to reject the
idea of someone, however needy, invading

someone's home and ramming a sharp,
pointed object into their throat.

It's going to be a long night.

I can't believe that this is me. I can't
believe...

I'm having an affair.

Me.

What a mess, huh? What a mess.

So maybe you should end it.

I wish I could.

I really do. I wish I could. But you
have no idea what it's like to be with

Jonah.

I feel with this man what I have not
felt

in a really, really long time.

And I just don't want it to end.

I really...

Yeah, someone just down in the basement

So what were you doing inside Stephen
Harper's garage the night he was

Went there to trash his car.

Go on. Why would you want to do that?

Look at my faith, lady.

You know about the beating my client
took from Stephen Harper the prior

Why don't you tell us?

It was cold, okay?

The guy's garage was open.

It was warm in there.

I fell asleep.

Next thing I know, the guy's dragging me
outside, hitting me.

The dog next door is barking, going
crazy, but the guy won't stop.

I wasn't going to steal anything.

He had no right.

Oh, you went there to get revenge the
next night.

Don't put words in my client's mouth.
The guy had it coming.

He hurt me.

On the street, I was scared all the
time.

I was tired of being scared.

I had to make things right.

Damien, what did you see the next night
you went into the garage?

He was on the floor.

He had that thing stuck in his throat.

There was a lot of blood.

I thought he might be dead, but I wasn't
sure.

I moved in close to hear if he was
breathing.

Got blood all over me.

Then I heard something else.

What?

Someone behind the car.

I took off.

To the shelter?

At first, Mrs. Reed was real mad.

She said I wasn't allowed.

But then I told her what happened, and
she said I should go to the police, but

said no.

So she said I could stay there nights,
but I had to leave in the morning before

people saw me.

Did you say why?

So I didn't get anyone else in trouble.

Mrs. Reed, she's tough, but she's been
real good to my family.

I'd do anything for her.

I swear that's the truth.

Would you excuse us a minute?

What do you think?

Well, that story puts the facts of the
case.

Conveniently.

Hi. Hi.

Is Carolyn Newland home?

I asked you not to come here.

Either you let me in and we talk now, or
I come back at dinner.

Go ahead.

Show me. I want you to show me my
father.

Bad luck you went to the whitest high
school in California.

You lied to me.

Who was he?

You were right.

You are not my mother.

I have a mother. In fact, I have two.

And I should thank you. Because you
giving me up for adoption was probably

best thing that could have ever happened
to me.

Raina, both my parents...

were doctors, and I had my own car when
I was 16.

I was driving home from a party at
night.

I got a flat tire.

A man stopped.

He offered to change my tire. I figured
he was just being nice, so I get out of

the car. I open the trunk, and he hits
me.

When I woke up, my dress was torn.

And he was on top of me.

I remember thinking that I wanted to
die.

I was with him for five hours.

That's what they said at the trial. I
don't remember it being that long, but I

do remember his face.

When you were born, I tried to look at
you.

But I saw his face.

Harper, accessory after the tie.

Forget the mayor. He never heard of you.

Only if Damien's guilty.

Well, we've got Harper's blood on his
clothes, on his shoes. We've got prints.

We've got motive. He admits being there.
You can expect the DA to charge him,

isn't it, doll?

Ironic, isn't it?

You accuse me of turning a helpless
child away from the shelter. Now he's in

trouble. Suddenly he's a competent
adult.

I think we're way past irony here. Don't
you get what happens? I lose

everything. More than that.

Your residents, all the people who
backed you all these years, including,

believe it or not, me.

Why on earth, when you saw him standing
there covered in someone else's blood,

didn't you call the police?

He needed me!

I walked away from a child once before.
Never again.

You know, Kate...

Once upon a time, I really believe I had
a calling to save the innocence of this

world cast upon my shore by cruel
circumstance.

Maybe it's just pure conceit.

It doesn't matter.

What matters now is that the work goes
on. And who can do it better than I can?

Go on, Edith.

Inspector Eckstead.

Oh, that's not a happy face.

My client, against my advice, wishes to
make a confession.

One condition, all charges against
Martha Reed must be dropped.

I'll talk to my captain.

So when you entered the garage, did you
see Stephen Harper right away?

He was standing by the car.

When he saw me, he got real mad.

He came after me.

I picked up a screwdriver.

He was gonna kill me.

So I stabbed him.

Damien, what did you see the next night?

So what do you think?

No defensive wounds, and Harper's got 6
inches and 50 pounds on this kid. So

what, he gets lucky and takes him out
with one clean stab to the throat?

And the ME did say that Harper was
killed lying down.

So we all have problems with the
confession, but the DA probably won't.

killer's still out there. We don't have
a lot of time.

I was too fast for him.

Be out in a second.

It's been 30 minutes.

You left these.

How'd you find me?

Should have been a detective.

May I come in?

Yeah, sure.

Are you leaving?

Yeah,

I have a plane to catch.

The cab should be here in 30 minutes.

Well, I won't keep you.

Is there anything else?

This is for you to borrow.

It's a family album of mine.

And yours.

Thanks.

I'd appreciate it if you could get it
back to me when you're done looking.

I'll get it back to you.

Promise.

Listen, Raina, I'm still not ready to
have you be a part of my life.

I may never be, but that's my problem,
not yours.

Yeah, I understand.

See, I buried the past, avoided it.

And then when I heard from you, I
dreaded the moment we'd meet.

But I don't feel that way anymore.

How do you feel?

Grateful.

You've grown into a...

A fine, beautiful woman.

And you've got parents who gave you what
I couldn't.

So, some good came out of this nightmare
after all.

Yeah.

Yeah. Whatever happened to the man who
raped you?

He spent 15 years in prison.

Since he got out, I have no idea.

Thank you.

What kind of a person beats the hell out
of a kid half his size just for trying

to sleep in his garage?

Someone with a nasty temper.

Someone like that might have other
enemies.

All right, let's talk to Ms. Harper
again. You want to be a bad cop on this

The woman just lost her husband.

Never mind.

Thanks again for coming down. I really
appreciate it.

My sister took the kids.

The house is so quiet with them gone.

I don't mind.

We've been talking to your neighbors,
and there was a prior incident between

your husband and Damien Whiteley that we
believe may have led to his death.

Did you witness this incident with
Damien Whiteley that occurred the night

previous to your husband's death?

I stayed in the house.

But you heard something.

Buddy started barking.

That's Brent's dog next door.

Buddy barks whenever he hears something
outside, particularly at night, even

someone passing on the sidewalk.

It drove Stephen crazy. He went rushing
out.

And then what happened?

I heard noises in the garage.

More barking.

Then I heard... What

did you hear?

Someone said, please don't hurt me.

Stephen came in not too long after that.

And did he say anything to you?

He wouldn't talk to me.

But I saw him washing blood off his
hands.

Mrs. Harper. Stephen did have a temper.

He would get so worked up over little
things.

Some people are just mad all the time at
the whole world.

So we're not buying Damien's confession.

We think it's possible that Damien feels
the only way to save his family and the

shelter is by taking the fall.

Especially if he thinks we're going down
anyway.

We'd like you to talk to him.

I'll try.

Could have been someone here, like
Damien first said.

So what, do we go around the
neighborhood and make a list of

a grudge against Harper?

It's too quiet in here.

There are other hubcaps. Knock yourself
out.

I mean, it's quieter than it should be.

You remember what Cruz and Damien said
about the dog?

The barking dog?

Yeah. No barking.

No barking all day yesterday when all
this stuff was going on?

I don't know. Maybe Cruz locked Buddy in
the basement.

Maybe.

I owe you an apology.

What for, Mrs. Reed?

For thinking you were guilty of murder.

But I did. I killed him.

We don't believe you, Damien.

When you came back to the shelter that
night and you told me you saw a dead

I should have believed you then. I went
and I picked up a screwdriver.

Damien, lying is not going to save the
shelter.

If you thought I killed him, why did you
hide me?

I wanted you to disappear.

To protect the shelter at any cost.

You wouldn't do that.

Oh, Damien, I've been fighting for so
long.

I guess for that one moment I forgot
what the war was all about.

Damien, did you kill that man?

Here you go.

Thank you.

Cruz.

Hi.

You looking for me?

Thought you might want an update.

Oh, I heard on the news the boy
confessed.

Yeah. Sad.

And later he recanted.

By the way, how's Buddy? My buddy?

My dog?

Yeah.

Your vet told us he might pull through
after another couple days in the animal

hospital.

He also mentioned that when you admitted
him, you thought maybe one of your

neighbors had poisoned him.

What kind of poison was it, Mr. Cruz?

Transmission fluid.

You talk about identification.

Look, you don't have the right to come
in here. We had a search warrant for

house, and we found blood on your
clothing.

The funny thing about the murder weapon,
the screwdriver, didn't match Stephen

Harper's set. But one just like it was
missing from yours.

Harper poisoned an innocent animal
because I wouldn't let him hurt that

Go.

According to Cruz, he never intended to
kill Harper.

Harper's under the Mustang. Cruz yanks
out the Creeper, the rolling bench

thingy. Harper smiles, asking if he
notices how quiet it is. We're poisoning

dog.

Or nape.

65 -month tank, invertible.

Classic wheel.

This doesn't change you.

Not even a little bit.

You're not a product of who your parents
were, especially not your father.

You're you.

Thanks, Kevin.

Why did I have to go searching for the
truth?

I should have just lived with my
fantasy.

Ignorance is bliss?

You don't believe that?

No.

Practically my whole life.

I've had these daydreams about my
parents.

Why they had to abandon me.

To protect me.

But one day they were going to show up
and they were going to claim me as their

very own.

I know better next time.

You'd leave well enough alone.

Yeah, you can't leave anything alone.

You're like me that way.

Ask questions and you want answers.

Not anymore.

Hi, Marina.

You turned out pretty damn good.

Thanks, Captain.

Yeah.

Look, um...

About what I said the other night, you
know, with you and Jonah and maybe

thing.

You know, I don't know. I just, I do
know that I trust you completely.

And whatever you decide, I'm behind you
100%, just like you've always been for

me. Thank you.

Did you rehearse that?

I wrote it down. I want a copy. It was
good. I have two, actually.

It was like an earlier draft.

And he's back in the shelter.

I decided to rewrite the rules.

From now on, eligibility is determined
on a case -by -case basis.

But just one moment. Split pay, not half
-bath.

It's my recipe.

So eat.

Your permit's getting renewed.

Your people have a home.

Kate. This life that I chose for myself
wasn't much of a sacrifice.

You had it to do over again?

I wrote my son a letter this morning.

Maybe he'll answer.

Maybe he won't.

At least you tried.

You need some help out with those?

No.

No, I got it.

I got it.