All language subtitles for Where.Is.Kyra.2017.BluRay.720p.DTS.X264-CMRG-HI

(WATER RUNNING IN BATH)

(TAP SQUEAKS)

KYRA: Are you ready for your bath?

- RUTH: Yeah... Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
- KYRA: Okay, all right.

(THUD)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

KYRA: Okay.

RUTH: Perfect.

(WHISPERING) Oh, that's perfect.

Ah!

KYRA: Alrighty.

Ah...

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

Here, it's...

RUTH: Do you have a light over there?

KYRA: Yeah, here, come a little closer,

I can get your shoulders.

(GRUNTS)

- KYRA: There you go.
- It feels so good.

Oh, you are so gentle.

In the middle, in the middle.

Ah...

(SIGHS)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(DRAWER OPENS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

MAN: Last full-time was two years ago?

Yes.

There's a lot of data entry,

so you need to feel confident
in the latest versions

of Excel, PowerPoint, Lotus Notes.

Mmm-hmm. Yeah, I am.

And you're fine with filing,
answering phones?

That's my forte.

Thank you.

KYRA: Oh! Oh!

Shit.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

KYRA: I'm sorry. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, my God. This is so embarrassing.

You can just leave it...

No, no, no, no, I'm not going to
leave it. This is just... Sorry.

KYRA: You want to get a cab?

- RUTH: For one block?
- KYRA: Well...

- RUTH: What are you, a Vanderbilt?
- KYRA: Yep.

(RUTH LAUGHS)

RUTH: Cloudy day, huh? Hmm... You all right?

- KYRA: Mmm-hmm. I'm good.
- RUTH: You're okay?

- KYRA: Yeah, I'm good.
- RUTH: You're not cold?

KYRA: Nope.

RUTH: You had a big day.

Okay.

(RUTH COUGHING)

- Excuse me.
- Thanks.

TELLER: You're all set. Is there
anything else I can do for you?

(TELLER CONTINUES SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(WATER RUNNING)

(RUTH COUGHING)

Here you go. Want some water? You okay?

- RUTH: Thank you, thank you.
- KYRA: Drink it slow.

I will. I want blankets now. I will.

(COUGHING)

(RUTH SIGHS)

Okay, here you go.

(RUTH SIGHS)

- RUTH: I can't do this every day.
- KYRA: Okay?

RUTH: I did it. It's done.

(OXYGEN HISSING)

KYRA: Okay? Okay, better.

Thank you, Mommy.

You want some more water?

- No.
- Yes, yes. Schnapps. Schnapps.

A little bit.

- A lot of it.
- Okay.

(CONTINUES COUGHING)

Okay?

(GASPING)

That was a long walk.

- Oh!
- Come on, to the...

There.

Wow, this skirt is so tight.

To you.

Want some?

KYRA: Okay. (GASPS)

(BOTH LAUGH)

KYRA: You're such a brat.

Okay. Put your mask on now
for a little bit, okay?

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

I'm okay. Okay.

- KYRA: Just rest.
- RUTH: Just take a nap.

(RUTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

I love you.

I love you, Mommy.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- MAN: Hey.
- Hey.

How's your day going?

- Pretty good. And yours?
- Not too bad.

KYRA: Are you sleeping?

(OXYGEN HISSING)

Mommy?

(TURNS OFF OXYGEN)

(SOFTLY) Mommy.

(ENGINE IDLING)

KYRA: Oh!

My condolences.

(BOTH SIGH)

(EXHALES)

Kyra.

Hey.

Thank you for coming.

I'm going to miss her.

- Yeah, you were so good to her.
- No, she was good to me.

Yeah.

Can I get you a drink of water or something?

- No, no, I'm good, thank you.
- Sure.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Thank you for coming.

She was a good woman.

Yeah. She really loved you.

Yeah.

- How are you and Becky?
- Ah, fine.

- Finally got something, so...
- Oh...

- Really? Construction?
- Yeah.

Great. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

I mean, it's still tight, but...

How about you?

I'm up for a couple of things.

Yeah.

I should, uh... It's a long drive back so...

- Thank you for coming.
- Sure.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

(SNIFFLES)

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(SIGHS)

KYRA: How long will it take to fix?

WOMAN ON PHONE: Uh... Five,
six weeks for the new certificate.

Make the check out for $40,

plus $15 for each copy.

Money orders are also good.

Okay, I'll get back to you.
Thank you so much.

- How can I help you today?
- I'd like to cash this, please.

Your ID, please?

Thank you.

Who's Ruth?

That's my mother.

Only she can cash her own check.

But, um...

Or, she can fill out forms
giving you power of attorney...

She's very old, and she's failing,
and she's not doing well, so...

Well, all you need are two
witnesses and her signature.

- Okay. Thank you.
- Mmm-hmm. You're welcome.

BARMAID: Yeah.

What are you doing running
with Steve and Marty anyway?

I keep asking myself the same question.

(FAINT MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

What can I get you?

A rum and Coke.

- Seven dollars, sweetheart.
- Okay.

Mmm.

Card's declined.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

(COINS JINGLING)

KYRA: Thanks.

MAN: Hey... I knew it was you.

Nice to see you outside of the mail room.

Usually around 3:00, sometimes with your mom.

Name is Doug.

And you are?

- Kyra.
- Kyra, nice to meet you.

That's pretty.

So, how long have you lived?

At Parkside?

Unless you want to tell me how old you are.

Ten months.

You?

Twelve years. And what before ten months?

Hmm?

Before ten months, you were...

Sorry, I was just...

I didn't mean to bother you.

KYRA: I was living in Virginia.

- Virginia?
- Yeah, I was married.

- Ah!
- And working.

And now?

Not working. Not married.

I've been looking for a job.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You?

I'm sorry?

Do you work?

As much as I can.

Mainly drive people back
and forth from the airport.

Trying to save up.

Thank you. Get my medallion, be my own boss.

What's a medallion?

(SCOFFS)

It proves to the state that

you have a license to own
and operate your own cab.

I was being sarcastic,

they cost about a million bucks,
never gonna happen.

So I part-time at the nursing home,
a couple other things.

Learning a mean game of Bingo, though.

I think it's really nice the way
you take care of your mom.

She's dead.

I'm really sorry.

Well,

that's what old people do, they die.

I guess so.

DOUG: You ought to get really drunk tonight.

- (KYRA LAUGHS)
- DOUG: Come on.

First one hurts.

(KYRA WHISPERS) That's bad.

Impressive.

DOUG: Mia!

Yeah.

Wow.

DOUG: Give us two Jameson's.

(DOUG GRUNTS)

(BOTH GASPING)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

(KYRA GASPING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(DISPATCH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)

WOMAN: Are you done?

- Are you available weekends?
- Yes. I am.

- It's minimum.
- No, that's okay.

Plus any tips that you make.

That's great.

Henry will give you a call.

Okay, thank you, thank you so much.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Mailbox one, no message.

Mailbox two, no message.

Mailbox three, no message.

Mailbox four, no message.

(PHONE OUT OF SERVICE TONE)

- MAN: The number you...
- Shit!

Are you kidding me?

Fuck.

(GASPS)

Hello? Hello?

- Hi.
- Hey, is there a lady here,

she's the wife of the owner and she's...

Oh! Hi, I just thought I'd come by
and check on the job.

- Kyra, right?
- Yeah, yeah.

Listen, I tried to call you yesterday.

I know, my phone broke.

Oh, that's a shame. Um...

Look, my husband hired
somebody without telling me.

Honey, I'm really sorry.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Look, if anything else comes up,

I will call you right away, all right?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Shit.

(KYRA SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(CANE CLICKING ON PAVEMENT)

KYRA: You just, uh...

You just have to kind of jiggle it,
just needs a little oil.

- MAN: Yeah.
- KYRA: I mean, it's...

It's from the 1950s, so...

MAN: That's okay.

And, um, I have a few more things

in here that,

I don't know, you might be interested in.

MAN: Everything, or...

Yeah, pretty much.

(TRAIN RUMBLING LOUDLY OVERHEAD)

- MAN: Yeah.
- KYRA: Hi.

Um... I'm Kyra Johnson.

I was, I was just, um,

wondering if the part-time
filing position was still open?

No, that's been filled.

(SIGHS) Okay.

You can leave your information
and phone number

and I'll get back to you
if anything comes up.

Um...

Would it be all right if I just

checked back in with you periodically?

- Sure.
- Okay. Thank you so much.

- Thank you, I appreciate it.
- Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DOUG: Where have you been hiding?

KYRA: I've been around. Busy.

You like it?

- No.
- No, I don't.

Well, at least I didn't pay for it,
I traded it.

Trust me, the ski hat looked dumber.

Thank you.

How are you? You all right?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm okay. You?

I was looking down at the bar for you.

Oh, um...

No, I don't usually go to bars. I...

No, I... I understand, yeah.

Thanks for the beer. That's...

I just wanted to know
if I did something wrong.

Oh, God, no, no.

Okay.

- Are you selling stuff? Are you...
- Uh...

No? You're just shopping?

- Hanging out with the neighbors.
- That's great. (CHUCKLES)

It was really good to see you. Hey.

So how about you? Are you selling your stuff?

Uh... No, not really. I sold, well...

- Really not really.
- Not really, no.

Guess I should have met my neighbors earlier.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(KYRA CLEARS THROAT)

I'm really glad you moved in.

Yeah?

Yeah, I mean, I'm not glad
about everything you went through,

but yeah, I'm glad you moved in.

Me, too.

I'm real glad that I got away
from all that craziness.

Wow. (CHUCKLES)

What do you mean, like losing your job?

Just... (SIGHS)

Everything else I thought I had.

You know what it's like

when nothing you worked for is working

and you think

(CHUCKLES)

everyone has just given up on you?

And you just get so down and...

Thank God for my mom, she saved my ass.

Yeah.

Are you gonna help me pack up this shit?

Yeah.

So, don't...

Of course I am. Come on.

(KYRA SIGHS)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SHRIEKS)

- You're so... It's hurting me!
- You're stronger than I thought.

TELLER: Next customer, please?

Hello. What can I do for you today?

Cashing a check? Can I see some ID, please?

Thank you.

(BILL COUNTER ACTIVATED)

Here you go.

Have a nice day.

(RAIN PATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

- Hi.
- Hey.

You look pretty.

Thank you.

How was your day?

I handed out fliers for no money,

and I just did some errands,
and straightened out

some stuff in the apartment.

- Thanks.
- Thanks, Mia.

Hey, can you bring some french fries? Thanks.

And how was your day?

My day is like every other day,

grinding.

The second shift was better than the first.

Last couple of hours were all right.

Weirdest thing happened, though.

I saw a woman today,
looked exactly like your mother.

I mean, she even walked like her.
She walked right in front of my car.

It kind of freaked me out.

I...

I... (CHUCKLES)

I know, everywhere I go, I see her.

She... I mean, she's always in my mind.

Of course, she is. I mean,
I understand that, but I mean,

this was an actual person.

You wouldn't have believed it.

I mean, she looked exactly like your mom.

Do we have to talk about this now?

No. Hey, hey, come here, come here.
I'm sorry.

- That's okay.
- I'm sorry.

- No, it's okay.
- You all right?

Yeah, no, I'm exhausted, I just had...

Oh, God, it's just such a long day.

You want to get out of here
and just go back to my place?

- I'm... I'm just so tired, you know?
- Okay.

- And I have such an early day...
- Hey, all right, I get it, I get it.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

KYRA: Hey.

Thank you.

Um...

It's for your taxes.

So, no payment?

It's a donation for the homeless.

Okay.

DOUG: I got a daughter out west.

I probably wouldn't even recognize her.

She doesn't know me, either, except
she thinks I'm a monumental fuck-up.

KYRA: You're not a fuck-up.

DOUG: It's not that, it's just...
just how her mom sees me.

Doesn't matter that I paid everything back

and that I'm paying every month,

or how many times I said sorry
for all the lying and the bullshit,

and fucking up everyone's lives.

It's just how she sees me, okay?

(TRAIN PASSING LOUDLY OVERHEAD)

(INAUDIBLE)

DOUG: Hey.

(BOTH PANTING)

Oh, God, you look beautiful.

(GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH KISSING)

- Hey, Gary.
- How you holding up, Kyra?

Okay, thanks.

No.

Fuck.

Shit.

Kyra?

KYRA: Flatbush Avenue yesterday.

You gotta fill out a form.

It was to the front?

Okay, all right, I'll just fill this out.

- You need a pen?
- No, I got it, thanks.

(KNOCKING)

Is this Lost & Found?

(INAUDIBLE)

...because I lost it yesterday, and so,

it would have been turned in
either today or yesterday.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Fill out this form.

Is this the only place
where people turn things in?

This is the only place. Fill out that form.

If we find it, we'll get in touch with you.

- Okay, all right, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Did you see my wallet?
Last night, did you see it?

No, you didn't take it out.

It's gone. I've looked everywhere.

I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do!

Okay. Slow down. It's all right, okay? Here.

No. No, no, I'm not gonna take that.

- It's fine, trust me.
- No, no.

It's gonna turn up. Just for now, okay?

You need this just as much as I do.

I'm gonna be fine. Hey, it's all right.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I'm paying you back, I swear.

Okay, I'll see as soon as I finish work.

Sorry about that. Okay.

KYRA: Don't go off.

(BOTH SIGH)

- Am I gonna see you later?
- Don't go. Yeah.

I've got to.

DOUG: Good luck today.

WOMAN ON PA:
Number 58, come to window 3 for ID photo.

Mrs. Ramirez, please pick up 71. Thanks.

Floor supervisor, window 7.
Window 7, supervisor.

WOMAN: Ma'am. You can't wear
those glasses for the photo.

The light, it hurts my eyes.

Yeah, we need to be able to see your face.

Hat's gotta go, too.

Ready?

(DISPATCH CHATTERING ON RADIO)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

(PANTING)

I'm in here.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(BANGING CONTINUES)

I'm in here!

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

You want to tell me why you
were dressing like your mother?

I needed to cash her checks.

What checks?

Her pension checks.

Jesus Christ.

(STAMMERING)

I wrote down the wrong...
Her death certificate, the Social Security.

And I wanted to change it,
but it costs so much,

and the checks just kept coming
and nothing else was

and you know how hard I've been looking,

and I just... I had no other choice!

She's fucking dead, Kyra!

I know that! Don't you think I know that?
I deal with that every day!

Do you have any idea what'll happen
to you, if they catch you?

You're stealing, committing fraud.

They will fucking put you away! Are you nuts?

Fuck you! I would never steal from my mother!

- But you did!
- Only until I got something.

This is what you came up with?

Doug, please.

I didn't know what else to do.

Come on, you know me.

I don't think I do.

Of course you do.

I can't do this.

We can't do what?

This. I promised myself that if I got
my life back together again,

I would not fuck it up
with lying or bullshit, or...

I can't.

I'm sorry, but I can't do this.

Okay.

(LOUD TRAFFIC SOUNDS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

The truck was late again.

You tell me every week, Tuesday,
it's gonna be on time,

and it's not on time, I'm telling you.

You gotta chop these a little bit tighter.

Okay. Hey, Jimmy,
I'll call you right back, okay?

- Hi, can I help you?
- Hi.

Yeah, I'm here about
the bookkeeping position.

Ah, it's been filled, uh, it's too bad.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Thanks.

(SIGHS)

Hey.

Half of what I owe you.

You want to come in for a drink?

Hey.

Good morning.

(GRUNTS)

You gotta stop that.

Done,

with everything.

I swear I'm not gonna do that anymore,

I don't care what I have to do.

Okay.

Did you sleep well?

Great.

Hey, can you check with
the nursing home again today?

See if there's anything?

Of course.

You never know when something will open up.

Will you wake me up
in half an hour before my shift?

Sure.

No.

No.

Gary!

Gary, I'm gonna get you the money. I...

I just need a little more time.

GARY: It's been four months.
It ain't me, Kyra, it's management.

All right, tell them
I'll get it to them next week.

Will you at least do that for me?

(LOUDLY) Please?

(DOORBELL RINGS)

- We'll figure this out.
- When? After I'm evicted?

- I didn't...
- No, I can't lose this apartment.

Kyra, I just want to help.

No. You don't need this.

I just want to help.

You can't.

There's gotta be something you can sell.

- Didn't your mom have any jewelry?
- No, it's costume, it's crap.

- Here, take it back.
- No.

- I don't need it!
- No, No.

It's not gonna put
a fucking dent in what I owe!

I am in over my fucking head with this shit!

Don't you get that?

Yeah, I get it! Kyra, calm down.

No, you try calming the fuck down with this.

Hey.

They're not gonna kick you out tomorrow.

Do you understand?

You've got time, okay?

You've got time.

Kyra, it's me!

- Oh, Becky.
- Kyra.

I hope I didn't startle you.

Would it be all right if I came in?

- Sure. Of course.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

Can I take your coat?

Oh, no, I'm good.
I'm a little chilled, actually.

When are you due?

- Six weeks.
- That's soon.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Are you hungry?
- No.

- I could whip up a sandwich...
- No, I'm really good, thank you.

(CAR APPROACHES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh! Excuse me.

(DOOR CLOSES)

- Your ex-wife is here.
- MAN: How long has she been here?

Just a couple minutes. I don't know,
I don't know why she's here.

- Kyra.
- Hi.

Hey.

I hope it's okay,
I didn't mean just to show...

Did you get my message this morning?

- Uh... I've been working.
- Oh.

I'll give you a minute.

You're pregnant.

Yeah.

Place looks good, you repainted.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

I didn't know...

I didn't know where else to go.

I can't find anything.

Thought you were up for a few things.

I thought so, too,
and it's just hard out there,

especially,

I'm no spring chicken.

I mean, you know how hard I've
worked and it wasn't my fault that,

you know, they downsized me out of a job.

That was two years ago.

And ever since then,
I have been looking every day.

I don't even know how many

resumes I've dropped off.

There are other jobs, you know?

I know that.

I have tried everything.

And I'm reduced to
handing out fliers on parked cars.

And praying every day that I even have that.

- What? Just say it.
- I...

I just...

I just...

I...

I just want to see if you
would loan me some cash,

just not a lot, just something
until I get something.

I don't really have extra,

especially with the kid coming.

I'm not asking for a lot.

I'm really happy for you, Carl.

I am, I really am.

You're gonna make a great dad,

but...

(SIGHS)

I wouldn't be asking if I didn't have to.

I'll pay you back, I swear to God.

Thank you.

Don't thank me yet. It's about all I have.

Thank you.

Thank you.

BECKY: Safe travels.

KYRA: Thank you for the coffee.

Okay, all right, just get back to me. Thanks.

Thank you. So same time tomorrow?

We're covered for tomorrow.

Ruth!

How are you feeling today?

Looking good.

It's Scott.

Let me help you.

KYRA: Yes?

Ruth Woods?

This Ruth?

We have her wallet.

KYRA: Oh!

Um... Just a minute.

- Hi.
- Hi.

She is not here. But I can
give it to her. I'm her daughter.

We need to give this
directly to her. Procedure.

Of course.

When is she expected back?

Uh... Later.

We'll be back.

I'm, uh, just not sure...

Uh...

- Uh...
- You're not sure?

Uh, I don't know when,
you know, what time, so...

No problem. We'll stop by tomorrow morning.

- Oh! Okay, thank you.
- Yeah. Okay. Bye bye.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

Yes, can I help you?

How are you doing, man?
Detective Brennan, NYPD, and you are?

(DOORBELL RINGS)

- DOUG: What?
- I'm sorry.

You did what?

I panicked.

I can't believe it.
What the fuck! You promised me!

I know, I know.
You know what kind of debt I'm in!

Doug, I just...

I should just get the fuck away
from here and just disappear.

- And go where? With what?
- I don't know.

Unbelievable.

Fuck.

(GASPS)

Maybe I could hide out
at your place for a couple of days.

What good do you think that'll do?
They'll just keep coming back.

Fuck, they'll wait out there for you!

Her.

Kyra... Kyra, look at me.

You're gonna have to just do this.
Get it over with, deal with it.

No, I can't do it.

You don't have a choice.

- You understand that, right?
- Hmm.

You don't have a choice now.

- What are you guys doing?
- Hey.

We lost a ring.

Cops came looking for you today.

Oh, yeah, I, um... My wallet was stolen,

so, yeah, no, I talked to them, it's fine.

You're gonna bag that up
when you're done, right?

- We will, we'll put it all back.
- Sorry.

- Okay.
- (OXYGEN HISSING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

You ready? What?

- KYRA: Glasses.
- DOUG: What?

Glasses, glasses. Come on.

Here.

Okay. Okay.

I love you.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Okay.

Come on.

Glasses.

(BOTH PANTING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Coming!

You're gonna be all right.
We're gonna be all right.

Okay.

I'm sorry, we were...

No problem. I'm Detective Brennan.
This is my partner, Detective Tiller.

Please come in.

And you are?

I'm sorry, I'm Mrs. Woods' daytime attendant.

Please, just this way.

- Can I get you something to drink?
- No, thank you.

Okay. Miss Woods, they're here.

I had no idea. Can she talk without it?

Not really, maybe a few seconds.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

How you doing today, Mrs. Woods?

I told... I didn't catch your name.

Doug.

I'm Detective Brennan.
This is my partner, Detective Tiller.

- Can we open the blinds, so we...
- It really hurts her eyes. I'm sorry.

- Can I...
- Please.

I met your daughter yesterday. She here?

DOUG: No.

So I told her a wallet got turned in
to us that we believe is yours.

Did you lose your wallet?

Do you remember how?

Any recollection of where you lost it?

Okay, what about the color,
can you tell me what color it was?

Red.

This it?

Mrs. Woods,

we believe someone might've
stolen your identification.

Unfortunately, it's not uncommon,

particularly of someone your age.

Notice anything unusual in your bank account?

According to bank records,
they issued you a new card.

I presume because the wallet was lost.

And you cash all your own
pension checks and disability?

No one else?

Good.

That's good.

One other question.

Where is Kyra Johnson?

- That's her daughter.
- The one I met?

Yeah.

Is there a reason why her ID
would be in your wallet?

(COUGHING)

BRENNAN: Okay, okay, it's okay.

Maybe I should ask your daughter directly.

When is she due back?

- She didn't say.
- She can answer.

KYRA: Later.

Do you recognize this grave?

Step back.

(GASPING)

You don't really need this, do you?

(SIGHS)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)