All language subtitles for Shattered s01e06 She Had You Fooled.eng

Previously on Shattered...

Since we've been partnered,
his behaviour's been...

Inconsistent, unstable.

He changes.

Shut up! Shut up!

His voice, the way he moves.

Is he a good detective?

Yeah, he is.

I want you to come see me
every week.

Like a regular patient.

What happened between
Kevin and I was a mistake,

and it's over.

So you'll speak on his behalf?

What part of "go to hell"
don't you get?

Ella, are you sure about this?

Why dial back the clock
when you've been clean so long?

[Woman screaming]

So you blacked out when
you went to her apartment,

and you have no idea
what happened?

Like what I said before,

she's a friend of Ella's,

and she's a bit messed up
right now.

Did you drink, do any drugs?

I may have.

Mm-mm!

That is the end of that.

You got any more of that
hidden away?

Somewhere?

What did you say your name was?

Don't tell me, don't tell me,
don't tell me!

Linda.

Linda...

[Laughing in triumph]

Linda, Linda, Linda...

You're wasted, my friend.

Your mood's improved,
and I can't lie... I like it.

That is the last of the liquor.

You want some weed?
Weed?

I don't want weed!
Weed wants me.

[Giggles]: Weed wants me...
Let's see...

A baggie of jell capsules.

Oh, that's more like it,
that's more like it.

What is this, a little downtown?

A little downtown?

Ooh, I could use
a little downtown tonight.

You don't want to
go there, believe me.

Yeah, I want to go everywhere.
Benny...

[Dog barking]

Linda...

Wake up.

Okay, come with me.

Come on.

[She moans softly]

[Yelps and screams]

Let go of me!

[♪]

[Screaming]

It's all right.

Linda, Linda, stop!
Settle down, okay?

Look at me, look at me.

Look at me. It's okay.

It's okay...

You all right?

Settle down.

Here we go.

You O.D.ed
a little bit there.

I'll take you to a hospital.

No.

No hospitals.

You scared me.

I just need to go to sleep.

No sleep, sweetie, yet.

[Cell phone vibrating]

I just need to confirm what
you told the other officers.

It's a vintage bag,
grey in color.

Do you think you could
identify the driver?

No, it was too dark.

But I did manage to make out

a few of the letters
on the licence plate.

Would that help?
Yeah.

This could be it.

Matches the partial plate we got.

Looks like original paint.

This man knows how to keep a car.

Hey, check this out.

What do you got?

That look like blood to you?

Yeah.

I'll call in a warrant,
we'll have a look.

Hi. It's detective Rhodes.

Yeah.

Hey, Ter, I'm going in.

Call you back.

Police!
Don't move!

Put your hands
where I can see them!

I'm good here.
Check the other rooms.

All right, sit tight.

Ah! Why are you doing this?

Clear in the living room.

We'll ask the questions.

Sit down.

We're good upstairs.

Anyone else in the house?

No, no one.

What are you doing here?

I want it noted for the record
that I did not resist arrest.

Duly noted.

A-ha!

Hallsy, check this.

This yours?

These type of stab wounds
indicate a rage killing.

You see them quite often
in domestic disputes gone wild.

Love... what a terrible force
in the wrong hands.

Once he starts, he can't stop?

Precisely, detective,

if a little less eloquently.

So what you're saying is,
she most likely knew her killer?

I'd wager on it.

Do we know who she is yet?

No, not yet.

[Cell phone rings] Excuse me.

Vina here.

That is good news.

Terry and Hall are back.

Apparently, they've made
an arrest in her killing.

Tom, you want to put him
in interview one?

Is that the vehicle owner?

Victor Hugo.

Yeah, we were following up

on the witness I.D.
of the plate.

Led us to a house
in the south end

near the airport.

The car was parked out front
there.

We noticed blood inside the car,

and I observed him
acting suspiciously,

thought there might be
other victims,

so I went into the house
to investigate.

Inside, we found

what we figure is probably
the murder weapon

that killed the Jane Doe
in the water.

Ident's on the way over
to process the rest of it.

Hey.
You talk to Vina?

She said the knife wounds
are consistent

with a crime of passion, but

it was two blunt trauma wounds
to the head that killed her.

- Does he have a record?
- No, he's clean.

- Talk to him, see what he says.
- All right.

Nice work.

Did I miss anything?

Terry and Hall arrested the guy
who dumped our Jane Doe floater,

which you would have known
if you'd answered my call this morning.

You called?

Hey, you should find
the operating instructions for that thing.

[chuckles ruefully]

Note taken. Thanks.

Who is she, Victor?

I don't know.

We know you know her.

The only thing we don't know
is why you killed her.

It's in your interest

to clarify your involvement
in this situation

before charges are laid.

Well, how could I
clarify something if I didn't kill her?

He's a cold one.

The facts say otherwise, Victor.

We have a witness that puts
your car leaving the scene

moments before
the body popped up.

I gather you weren't
counting on that.

Hey, I'm just getting started.

We found a knife in your home

and bloody clothes
in the laundry basket.

Now, the blood on the clothes

matched the victim
we pulled from the inlet.

The knife matches the wounds
on the body,

and your fingerprints
are all over it.

But wait, there's more.
Let me turn the page.

Tire iron,

the one you dropped in the water?

Our divers recovered that,

and it matches the fatal
wounds to the head.

Is that all the evidence
you have?

Are you slow?

No.

He's the type

that if you found
a body in his bed,

him lying beside it,
a knife in his hand...he'd deny it.

Actually, I think we drank
everything in the place.

Mostly me.

That part I don't remember.

I do remember waking up
with all the...

Empties around me.

[pen underlines heavily]

How far back do u have to go

before the memories become clear?

I remember being...

In the parking lot,
and I remember...

Going up the stairs
to the front door.

Then the next thing remember
is waking up.

There.

And how are things
with you and Ella?

I came to talk about my blackout.

So you said.

I don't have an answer for you.

Just wondering if anything's
going on in your personal life

that could be affecting you.

Like what?

Ben, I know people who go
through separation or divorce,

they describe it
as moments of madness.

Now, I see you come in
early some mornings.

You come out of the locker room,

your hair's wet,

it has me wondering.

About what?

About how things are going
with you and Ella.

Look, I'm sorry, gentlemen,
I really can't help you.

Look, there's no point
in dragging this thing out.

Okay.

Okay.

If I did do it, what exactly
are e you offering me?

Well, depending on
the story we hear...

Pam? A word?

...There could be a lesser
sentence in it for you.

Well, if you were
to hear that,

then I'd be making it up.

[Chuckles in disbelief] Whoa...

Because I didn't kill her.

Yeah.

He's not going to confess.

No, I think we got
enough physical evidence.

No, you don't.

I just had a call from the prosecutor.

You need to hear this.

Everything in the house is out.

The knife, the bloody clothes,
all of it.

Why?

Because you two screwed up.

You don't find me something else,

or you get a confession.

Don't make me
or this unit look bad.

Understood?

Prosecutor says she won't be
dealt in this

there's no way she'll
take your case to a judge

unless you get more proof,

because the evidence you got
will be thrown out of the first objection.

What more does she want?

We followed proper procedure.

Until you searched the house.
You overstepped your warrant.

We just came from finding
a woman floating in the water.

Witness I.D.ed the car
and partial plates.

Hall saw this guy lurking around the house
like a scared rat.

He had every reason to believe

that someone else
could have been in danger.

- It doesn't matter.
- That's garbage.

Telling that to me
is gonna get you nowhere.

Look, you had the right
to search the car,

but once you went in the house
had Hugo under control,

saw that no one else
was in immediate danger,

you should have stopped then and got
a warrant to search the house.

Without that warrant,
everything that you found in the house

is fruit of the poisoned tree...
inadmissible.

So this prick
will get a walk in this thing?

Just go home, have a beer,

destroy whatever other evidence
there may be...

Okay, he's been in custody
a couple of hours.

We can hold him for 22 more.

Find something we can see.

You hear about
Terry and Hall's guy?

The prosecutor who *** for fun?

What does that say
about our justice system?

Ben, how full's your plate right now?

Always have time for you, Vina.

Excellent. I have something to show you
that might be of interest.

Busy night?

O.D.s. Heroine.
That's the eighth in the last 24h.

They range from your street type
all the way up to CEO.

I have a stock broker, a soccer mom,

and a third grade teacher here.

Seems that everyone is looking
to escape the annui these days.

Where do we fit in?

I think it's possible these might be
more than just accidental deaths.

They all had these red caps
on them?

Nowadays, most heroin is sold
in flaps, like coke.

Selling them in caps is very old school.

Probably all from the same dealer.

- Have you analyzed the contents?
- Yes.

And while most street heroin
we see is 7% pure

this batch here is over 15.

They probably did
their regular doses,

nodded off,

best rush of their lives,

and then it was
good night and good luck..

So you're saying
these are hot shots?

Could be, could not be.
That's why I called you.

At the very least,
there's someone out there

distributing
very high purity heroin.

If that's the case
I wouldn't be surprised

to see more bodies rolling in.

Uh, Ben, I need a minute.

Vin, I'd like to sign these out
to, uh...

Compare it with
some other evidence?

Of course.

I can only hope that the outcome
of that case

isn't as fatal as these ones.

...Takes me 10 minutes
before I realize

I'm in a women's bathroom, okay?

Smack that, right in the middle
of a drug deal gone bad,

So I reach for my card,
I hand it to her,

and I say, "call me..."

Amy!

Hey.

Nick, what do you want?

I just wanted to say hi.

Okay, you've said it.

Okay.

I been hearing
about heroin O.D.s.

Word out is that
it may be an epidemic.

Well, we have no comment.

- You satisfied?
- Mm... hardly.

What do you say
about an interview?

I mean, you and me,
like the way it used to be? Tonight?

Nick, I moved out because I'm not ready
to be with a man

who needs to know
where I am 24-7.

What do I have to do
to convince you that we're over?

Just calm down.

You want space, you got it.

See you later, Amy.

I don't care
what the upholsterer says.

If those chairs are not covered
and under asses,

then I'm just going
to cancel the order and...

[Footsteps approaching]

...Do business
with somebody else.

Okay, well, just do it.

No excuses.

I've been meaning to call
and say thanks.

I must have been in a bad way.

Welcome.

You were pretty tanked yourself.
You get home all right?

I need to ask you something.

Am I talking to Ben the cop?

Or Ben, the guy who showed up
to talk about his wife

and stayed to make a night of it?

I need to know where you got these
and whether Ella got any of these.

- Where did you get those, here?
- It doesn't matter where.

Did you give
any of these to Ella?

No, and screw you for asking.

I don't sell to my friends.

Look, you wanted
to get high, I pulled them out.

I'd done it with Ella.
I thought you were cool with it.

You gave these to Ella?

You did this heroin with Ella?

- These are hot shots.
- No...

I need to know
where this came from!

- I can't tell you that.
- Okay.

Come on.

Aw, come on!

Where'd you get these?

In the... I can't... I can't tell you.
You know that.

Come on.

[Vina]: I have news.

I did further tests, and the knife you found
is definitely the murder weapon.

Good collar, boys.

Well, I hope you got
more than that.

That's got to be enough to
incarcerate him five times over.

Not according to the prosecutor.

That is bad news.

Please tell me that what
we found in the car is blood,

otherwise
I have to go back in there

and shoot that guy myself.

Then I can save you a bullet.

It was a1 negative.

A1 is quite rare.

4.8% of the population,
actually.

Bad news is, it doesn't belong
to the victim or the suspect.

Vina...

Vina?

Come here.

The guy made six figures.

They found him lying
in his own puke.

Her name's Andrea.
Taught kindergarten.

[Coughs]

Husband didn't even know
she had a habit.

Her kids are waiting outside
right now.

So when their dad gets here,
we have to tell him

he's going to raise
these three kids alone.

It's amazing, the secrets
that people can keep, right?

Hey, Ben, okay? Enough.

I helped out Ella,

but not with any of the stuff
that did this.

Where did you get the smack?

Shel.

My dealer's name is Shel.

Let's go find him.

It's not me you have to convince.

You can't tell me
that we weren't justified

in going into that house.

The blood in that car

doesn't belong to either Hugo
or the victim...

There might be
another dead body out there.

For all we know,

we're dealing with
a serial killer.

Find out who this blood
belongs to,

find me another body,
show me another victim,

something I can take back
to the prosecutor.

We still got the warrant
on that car, right?

Yeah, for another 12 hours.

Let's go tear that car apart.

Vina says the heroin residue
in the cap you brought in

matches the O.D. Victims.

Same purity.

Who is she?

A friend of Ella's.

What's her involvement?

She's agreed to
give us her dealer,

as long as we keep her out of it.

- You good with that?
- Sure.

We meet her dealer in an hour.

She'll ride along, point him out.

Okay.

You have reached the home of
Ella, Ben and Adam Sullivan.

Leave a message.
We'll get back to you.

[Beep]

Ella, it's me.

Call me. It's important.

Look, Ben,

Ella didn't get any of this
new stuff from me, I swear.

When did she come to see you?

Last week.

She looked really good, you know.

I hadn't seen her in ages.

Frankly, I was surprised.

Why is it every time
she falls off the wagon

it starts with a visit to you?

Look, that was the old me, okay,

and just because
I was the messenger

telling you about Ella
looking for a divorce lawyer

doesn't mean you can take it out on me,
which is what you made me feel

the other night.

What lawyer?

What do you mean, lawyer?

She wanted the name of my lawyer,

the one I used in my divorce.

The next thing I know,

you're drinking
scotch like water.

When did you tell me that?

You really don't remember?

Right before you drank
the liquor cabinet

and made us call for more weed.

Wow, you really were stoned.

How bad is her problem?

She's chipping.

Says it's just recreational.

You think she meant it
about the lawyer?

Yeah, Ben,

I think she was serious.

You called?

Any movement on the murder case?

Yeah, we're working
on a new angle.

In other words,
you've got nothing.

You didn't need me to come here
to ask me that.

You could have called.

Actually, I need
your opinion on something.

I hate these damn ties.

I wanted to wear a clip-on,
but Laura insisted

a man wearing a clip-on
will never get elected mayor.

Hmm.

Then there's your answer.

Give me a hand?

You should ask your wife.

What are you guys looking for?

Anything that can link our suspect
to a murder.

Or three.

Microscopic evidence,
DNA, blood, whatever.

That's a shame.

Why's that?

These things
aren't like tinkertoys.

You can't pull them apart
with a speed wrench.

They go together by hand,

they're meant
to come apart that way.

Okay, well, we got three hours

to search every inch of this car

all the way down to the hubcaps.

The whole car?

No way. Not in under 12.

We're not negotiating
a time frame here.

This thing has to get done.

That's not him.

So where is he?

He's like clockwork.
Give it a minute.

That's him. That's Shel.

- Can I go now?
- Yeah.

You're going to
keep me out of this, right?

Do my best.

Shel.

Oh, son of a bitch!

You good?

Go, go!

Why'd you run, Shel?

Ah... ah!

Oh, is that why you ran?

It's the same
as the O.D.s.

Is that chai?

Come on.

I don't know, guys.

We've got the trunk apart
down to the carpet runners,

you've done every test
known to man,

and there's nothing here.

Look, we got to pull something
out of that car, all right?

Or our bad guy, a very bad guy,
that we know killed a woman

is going to walk.

Okay.

Let's raise this baby up
and see what's underneath.

Watch yourself.

[Cell phone rings]

Hello?

Her name is Sophie Carter.

Just our luck that, in life,
she was a notary public.

Her fingerprints are on file

with the county board.

Any next of kin?

Her husband.

We tried to contact him

to come down
and I.D. the body,

but he's nowhere to be found.

Thanks, Vina.

We got six hours.

Yeah, well, let's go
talk to Hugo.

I don't want that son of a bitch
to put his car back together

and drive out of here.

It's a couple of caps, so what?

Two or 200,
it doesn't matter, Shel.

No.

We got a half-dozen bodies
in the morgue.

We trace your heroin
back to them,

it's murder.

This is entrapment.

What are you talking about?

You were there
the other night

when I showed up
at Linda's to score.

I knew there was something off
about you.

Yeah.

I was.

So I got you
selling drugs to Linda.

Me selling to Linda?

No, no, no,
try the other way around.

She deals to me.

[Chuckles]

Oh... oh, oh, oh.

[Laughs]

This is rich.

She told you

I sell to her?

[Laughing]

Oh, man, she's got you fled.

"Oh, poor little
Linda," she says.

You look at
her respectable address,

and her million-dollar view,

I guess you missed the fact

that dope bought everything
that bitch owns,

and if she's trying
to pin murder on me,

I'm going to put it
right back on her.

So before I say anything,

why don't get your ass up
and open that door,

or my lawyer tells the world

that you two tried set me up
to take her rap...

[Voice fades, echoing]

Oh, man,
she's got you fooled...

Oh, man, she's got you fooled.

[Laughs mirthlessly]

Look at you,

stupid smile on your face.

Feeling like you're just going
to walk out of here, Shel?

Shel...

Is that short for Sheldon?

What about it?

I'm sorry,

did I miss the part

where it said it's okay
to sell heroin

in the Torah?

[Laughing]

You know what I see
when I look at you?

I see a scol ring,
I see creased jeans,

I smell soap
that no man would ever buy

I see a little boy
who lives at home

with his... mom.

Now, what would your mother say

if she were here right now?

Gangster clothes,
heroin in the pocket,

talking a tough line.

Do you think she'd recognize you?

I don't.

We're all different people
in different places.

But you'd be lost
without your mom,

wouldn't you, Shelly?

I don't think you have the guts

to tell her who you really are.

You're a loathsome
little self-hating prick,

who's too afraid
to tell his mother

who he really wants to be,

which is nothing more
than a street punk.

So I think we should call her,
invite her down here...

Leave my mother out of this.

Ah!

Ben!

So if you didn't sell the drugs
to Linda...

- Ah!
- Who did?

I don't know.

Ah! Some new player in town.
I don't know, an Albanian.

All right?
I don't know!

Just ask Linda yourself.

[Amy]: Ben, a word?

[Echoing]: A word?

Ben?

A word?

Uh...

Ah!

[Breathing heavily]

What the hell was that?

I wanted him to get angry enough

so he'd blurt out a name.

Oh, yeah?
Well, it worked.

But it's too bad the name he gave
was your friend Linda.

What were you doing over there?

I went over to talk about Ella.

I need you
to be straight with me.

I went over to talk about Ella.

Buddy boy must have...
You know, come by.

He saw me, I didn't see him.

Is that where you're living now?

[Scoffs]

No.

You're talking to a woman

who moved out of her apartment
with one suitcase and lives in a motel.

I know the look.

I'm not living there.

I went to ask

after Ella.

She's using.

I'm sorry.

Is that why you two
are on the outs?

It's little more
complicated than that.

Can I ask how long Linda and Ella
have known each other?

Before I met her.

Was she using then?

She was,

and then she cleaned up
after we got together,

then she started using again
when our son went missing.

It'd be enough
to put me over the edge.

Yeah.

Look, you're not thinking of
letting Linda walk

because she's a friend of Ella's?

'Cause using's one thing.
Dealing's another.

People are dying,

and there's no way
to leave her out of it.

Why don't you have
another look, all right?

Her name is Sophie Carter.

That name
doesn't ring a bell to you?

Never heard the name before.

And you don't recognize her?

No.

Look, this is your last chance

to come clean with us now

about your involvement
in this thing.

If there were
any extenuating circumstances,

you're going to want to
tell us now.

I've already told you, I have
no idea who this woman is.

You see, now, that...

That's funny to me,

because we discovered
that your firm used her

to notarize
many of its legal documents.

In fact, we...
Oh, my goodness,

we have some right here,

courtesy of
the county clerk's office.

Do you recognize those?

I've told you everything I know.

I want to see a lawyer.

Please.

[Knocking on glass]

Mechanic thinks
he found something.

Now, what am I looking at here?

It's a c-clamp.

It's a temporary repair.

The quality of the work's

not up to
the rest of the vehicle.

What do you make of that?

Well, no self-respecting
classic car aficionado,

which this guy obviously is,

would allow his car
to be driven in this condition.

Unless he had to.

Bikram Singh.

[Elevator dings]

What the hell... What are you doing?
I helped you already...

Sit down.

Ben?

We have a warrant.

Lynch.

Now you can stand.

Linda Rousso, you're under arrest

for possession of heroin
with intent to sell.

You lied.

You put my wife's life in danger.

No, okay, wait, I can help you.

Yeah, you said that,
and you lied,

and you're going to lie again.

No, the guy you're looking for
is the Albanian.

What about him?

His...
His name is Darius Clay.

He owns a shop on commercial.

People call him
"the doll maker."

Okay, go on.

He's a new player on the scene.

Did you know how pure
this heroin was?

No. I'm the one
who almost died, remember?

Friend or no friend,
this lead doesn't pan out,

you'll be charged with murder.

Mur... Come...

You can't prove
I sold to those people.

The caps are connected
to enough O.D.s

to make a strong case.

You give us the Albanian,

tell us the truth
about your involvement,

I'll help you out
as much as I can.

Okay.

M found your name and number

stencilled on
the c-clamp.

Does that look familiar?

Yeah, those are my tools.

Bikram Singh.

Hi. Thanks for
coming down.

Hey, anything I can do.

You did the repair?

On the tie rod?
Yeah, I sure did.

You remember the guy
you did it for?

Didn't catch his name.
It was a rush job.

He paid me cash.

I told him, let me take it in

so I could complete the repair,

but he was in too big of a hurry.

He drove off with my c-clamp.

You did it at the guy's place?

I had to drive
all the way out there.

All the way out there?
The guy lives in Kerrisdale.

No, way out in Abbotsford.
Some cabin in the woods.

Said he went over the pothole

and needed it fixed right away.

I told him, bring it in
so I could complete the repair,

but the dude never called.

When was this?

Last night.

Hugo said he was
at home last night.

Mm-hm.

Thanks.

Yeah, thanks.

He's got brothers
back in Albania.

They make the dolls,

he brings them over
and moves the smack.

Nice family.

You didn't check the grade
before you sold it?

It's something you don't expect.

The Albanian's new,

so he ups the purity.

It's good advertising.

Once word gets around
bodies are dropping,

everyone wants to buy from him.

Yeah, anything for a buck, right?

[Cell phone rings]

He's on his way.

[Knock on door]

We've got Victor on the ropes.

Abbotsford PD went to the cabin,

found signs of a struggle.

Dogs went straight to the body.

Sophie Carter's husband.

Bludgeoned to death.

Buried in a shallow grave
behind the cabin.

His blood matches the blood
that we found in the car.

We got that,

got a mechanic who places
Hugo at the crime scene,

and Hugo's already told us
he wasn't there.

And we got solid motive.

Crime of passion.

Well, it never gets old.

Present it to him,
get a confession,

close the books on this one.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[Sighs]

Hey.

I'm surprised
to see you back here.

You didn't show.

Look...

I'm sorry, Kevin.

I've got more important
things to do

than be part
of your campaign poster.

Yeah, you're right.

Don't worry about it.

Any movement on the killer?

Um, Terry and Hall are...
They have a good angle.

I think we'll get him.

Good.

You're a good cop, Pam.

I've always said so.

Good night.

Good night.

Van's going around back.

What's back there?

A loading door, I think.

Call for backup.

I told you, I'm not willing
to answer any further questions

until my lawyer is present.

We're not going to ask you
any questions.

We're just going to tell you
what it is that we know.

For your information.

Okay.

We know that

you were having an affair
with Sophie Carter.

We know you went up to
a cabin in Abbotsford.

We have a mechanic

that puts you there last night

when you told us
you were at home.

And, Victor,
you're going to love this.

I know that I did.

We found Sophie's husband

buried in shallow grave
behind said cabin,

and his blood type, A1 negative,

was the same blood type
that we found in your car.

So...

If you still want to have
your lawyer come down,

that's fine.

Or you may want to
help yourself right here,

right now.

A tip?

This here's the point at which

it's in your best interest
to cooperate.

It was self-defense.

He found out we were lovers
and followed us.

He came at me with a crowbar.

We fought,

I hit him
with a bottle of Tequila.

I never thought
it would kill him,

at worst he'd wake up
with a bad hangover.

We appreciate
your coming clean about it.

I still don't understand
why you killed Sophie.

After I buried him,

we were driving back
into the city,

and she kept on nagging me
and nagging me.

"We should go
to the police, Victor."

"They'd understand.
It was self-defense.

It was self-dense."

I told her the police
would never believe me.

You wouldn't have, right?

You should've listened
to your girlfriend.

Oh.

She's not my girlfriend.

[Tires squeal]

[Siren wails]

[Brakes screech]

Police! Freeze!

Freeze!

[Gunshots]

On your knees!

Police! Freeze!

Get down now!

Get up.

Get this douche bag out of here.

When you get out,

if you ever sell to Ella again,
you're done.

You have my word,

but I'm not the only
heroin dealer in town, Ben.

Take her away.

- We good?
- Yeah.

Morning.

Hi. Nice work yesterday.

I heard you got him to confess.

Yeah, that guy
was a real piece of work,

I'll tell you what.

Ben...

Forgetting something?

Yeah...

What was that?

Don't do that.

You're right.
I'm sorry.

I was out of line.

I'll try to be more discreet.

Thank you.

So, how are you doing?

My wife, uh...

Ella is... using.

Ben, I'm sorry.

Linda and Ella are friends.

Friends?

- You mean, Linda's selling to her?
- Yeah.

Have you told Ella?

That I arrested
Linda? No.

Is there a reason why not?

I met Ella
when they were friends.

Different roads, same places.

You and Ella have
been through a lot.

So now you're wondering
to yourself,

when does a junkie
stop being a junkie

and start being a criminal?

That's what's bothering you,
right?

Yeah, something like that.

Don't you think you need
to go to talk to her?

And, uh...

What do I say?

...Tomorrow and just see
if I can get the mother

to, you know, take...

I'll, um, I'll see you guys
tomorrow, okay?

You don't need to get a lawyer.

I'll give you anything you want.

How did you know about that?

Linda.

Linda?

When...

What did you do, Ben?

Listen, I want you
to hear this from me

before you hear it
from anybody else.

I went there to talk to her,
about you.

I saw the heroin,

and one thing led to another.

I found out not only
was she selling to you,

she was selling
on a really big scale, and...

She's under arrest.

Oh, my God.

Look, the bottom line is,

I don't want you
to end up like Linda.

I don't want you
to end up in the morgue

with a needle stick
out of your arm.

I want you to be careful.

I don't know if I'm strong enough

to quit right now.

I'm just asking you
to be careful.

Okay.

Take care, Ben.

[ "The Crash Was So Unkind"
by Ryan Ostiguy playing]

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