All language subtitles for The Divide S01E05 720p

"All Alone" playing

♪ And though the troubles
in the dark ♪

♪ I will hold ♪

♪ All the lights on you ♪

♪ We give ourselves
a shining star ♪

♪ All alone... ♪

Jenny's voice:
I know you won't understand
this and I'm sorry.

You're my family
and I love you.

♪ All alone... ♪

Jenny's voice:
I can't carry it anymore.

Please try to believe
this is what I want.

It's not sad,
it's a relief.

It just hurt too much,
what happened to my family,

what I did
to those two men.

I can't hold it anymore.

I want to lay it down.

I want to rest.
I want to go.

Please let me go.

Okay.

♪ And all the roses
turn to black... ♪

She's in ICU.

For how long?

They're not making
any predictions,

but they're
optimistic, so...

She awake?

She's breathing.

I don't know
how I missed this.

- I should have known.
- No, no, no. Don't say that.

Well, I say
we should go home.

They'll call us
if there's any news.

I'm staying.

But there's nothing
for us to do here, son.

Somebody should be here
when she wakes up.

They don't know
when that is, Trey.

I'm staying.

I got to get
to the office.

No, it's fine.

I can just call
the office and cancel
the rest of my meetings.

Mom, you don't have to.
I can get home on my own.

- Christine Rosa?
- Loretta.

- Keep walking.
- Is someone following you?

I don't know.

Don't look at me
while you talk.

I was hoping we could
sit down somewhere.

Nope.

Maybe you could come
to the office tomorrow and--

No.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Ask what you've got
to ask or I'm going.

Uh, okay.

You were with Jared
the night he was arrested?

- Yeah.
- What did he tell you?

What did he tell you?

He said Terry Kucik
wasn't there.

I don't know
anything about him.

Jared was arrested first.

I want to know
why they didn't have
a funeral for him.

His body
was never claimed.

It was given
to a medical school.

Ida.

Cold bitch.

Do you know
where she is?

No. Probably took
the payday and split.

- Who would pay her to leave?
- Nope. What else?

Did Jared tell you
who was with him
at the Butler house?

Wait, Loretta.
Loretta, wait.

( grunts )

Miss, miss.
Here, look, beautiful bags.

- Look.
- I'm not buying anything.

Let me through.
Hey!

Bet your friend
Maxine would really
love this one.

Let me go.

Go wherever you like.
Free country.

( theme music playing )

- Hey.
- Hi.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah.
I shouldn't have called.

I feel stupid.
It was no big deal.

If I take you back there,
can you show me who they are?

They're already gone.
I checked.

You went back alone?
Are you out of your mind?

They were just trying
to scare me.

I'm not telling Clark.
I'll never hear the end of it.

But they knew about Maxine.

I don't want anybody
to get hurt.

( phone beeps )

- Um, Maxine?
- Mm-hmm.

Clark told me
I get three hours

once a week to take care
of personal stuff.

I had to choose
a time for the judge

and I asked
if it could be today,

but, look, I'm sorry,

I didn't ask if that
was okay with you.

- No, no. It's all right.
- ( phone ringing )

Thank you.

Hello?

Man:
You have a collect call
from State Penitentiary

inmate Victor Rosa.

Do you accept the call?

Uh, could you hold on
a minute, please?

- Terry.
- Yeah?

Would you grab me some lemons
and limes on your way back?

- Just about a dozen each.
- Sure.

Thanks.

Sorry about that.
Yes, I'll accept the call.

Hey.
It's me.

Yep, it is.

Victor:
How are you?

All right.
You?

Still breathing.

What's the matter?

You sound like
you have bad news.

What bad news
could I have?

Just wanted
to hear your voice.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

And I wanted to say...

I made a mistake.

Which one?

I thought that...

looking at you
was too tough for me.

And it turns out that...

not seeing you
is worse.

You can't treat me
like this, Vic.

The back and forth.

You know,
you just lock me out

anytime you feel like it
and then you bring me back in.

I'm--

I can't do it.

I know.

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Would you come see me?

( mouthing words )
Oh, my God.

Please?

So you got DNA
and eyewitness testimony,

but the DNA is wrong
and your eyewitness
changed her story.

You know that's
just not bad luck.

It was a setup.
I was used.

I would use
a more vulgar idiom.

By whom?

So, how does a simple robbery
turn into a triple homicide

by a couple of guys
with no prior history
of violence?

Were they on drugs?

We arrested Jared
three days later.

He was drunk,
but no drugs in his system.

Terry Kucik had traces
of weed, that's all.

Weed does not do this.

Do you think
it was just supposed
to look like a robbery?

No.

This Jared Bankowski,

he's got a record
for small robbery.

So the man
is a professional thief.

Not a very good one,
but there's no need to
speak ill of the dead.

But nothing was taken,

so you're thinking
the killings weren't
part of the plan.

Something went wrong.

All this evidence
is cooked.

Rhubari, well,
now he's your cook.

I want to know
who paid him to do it.

Whoever it was,
Rhubari said they're gonna
know I'm going after them.

They're looking
for somebody.

Well, good.

You know I love
the spotlight.

( chuckles )

This Rhubari,

he's done this before
for money, hasn't he?

It's got to be
big money, too.

You say he's got
a small-time teaching gig.

Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna need a car.

Oh, and a driver's
license,

because I don't want to be
breaking any law, so...

Hey, it's Billie.

I'm gonna have to cancel
the rest of my meetings
for today.

( monitor beeping )

I'm sorry.

You can't be here now.

We'll let you know
when she can have visitors.

Please.

- How's it going?
- I don't know.

They're all
blurring together.

Right now,
you look like one of 'em.

Look, I have
this appointment
I've got to go make.

You gonna be okay
if I leave you alone?

- What am I, a girl?
- You're a badass.

( laughs )

I'm gonna take you
away this weekend.
What do you say?

I can't.
I have to visit
my grandmother.

It's her birthday.

I didn't know
you had a grandma.

Oh, I have
a grandmother.

Want to come?

- ( jackhammer rattling )
- ( men shouting )

Receptionist:
Eric's office is
right through here.

Does his father
come around here much?

No, actually,
I've never met
Mr. Zale Sr.

- All right. Thank you.
- ( phone ringing )

Eric:
Of course not.
Why?

Any lower and I'm losing
money on this.

I'm barely breaking even
on this teardown.

Hey, I've got some people
in my office.

Let me call you back.
Okay.

Hey, Eric.

Jesus.

It's like
I'm seeing a ghost.

I got your message.

What happened?
They let you out?

Not officially.

It's a long story.

How you doing?

- Eh.
- Eh?

( laughs )
Come here.

Come here.

God, I don't know
what to say.

- I'm speechless.
- That's a first, right?

( laughs )

Honestly, it's good
to see you.

Yeah, you, too.

( starts engine )

Man:
I'd like to thank
you all for coming today.

As you know,
just showing up

is an important part
of the journey.

We've got
some new people today.

Cindy, would you
like to come up?

Hi, I'm Cindy

and I'm a compulsive
gambler.

All:
Hi, Cindy.

Yeah, yeah, so it's
all good news, right?

Well, we'll see.
It's gonna take
a long time.

And you're living
with your folks.

- How's that?
- ( exhales )

Things are pretty bad
with my dad, you know?

I've got
this part-time job,

but it's gonna
take me forever
to earn any money.

But if I stick
to the agreement,

you know,
impress the judge,

they might allow me
to move into my own place.

I'll still be monitored,

but anything's better than
living in my old room, right?

( laughs )
I hear that, yeah.

After rehab, I went
to my mom and dad's.

Both times.
It didn't really
take right away.

But, yeah, I've been
nine years sober now.

- That's great, man.
- Yeah.

Yeah, and I'm married, too.

Can you believe
I'm a dad?

- No way.
- Yeah.

Wow.

Looks like you're doing
really well, man.

I am. I am.

I can't believe
how crazy I was.

- Yep.
- ( laughs )

Man, it's like I don't
even know that guy.

I can't believe
we're sitting here BSing.

No, I know, it's nice.

Look, I don't want
to put you on the spot,

but I was wondering
if you've got any extra
work around here.

I mean, it would
really help me out,
you know?

Yeah.

Most of my stuff
I subcontract out.

But, look, look.
I'll make a few phone calls.

Call in a few favors.

And I'll see
what I can get you.

All right, thank you.
I appreciate it.

- ( knocking )
- ( dog barking )

- So you found
the place. Good.
- Yeah. Hi.

- Hey. Come on in.
Come on in.
- Thanks.

Pumpkin, be quiet.

I was just on the phone
with my publisher.

Have a seat.

Oh, let me clear this.

I was just
on the phone
with him

and I said,
"What a massive stroke
of luck it was you called."

Pumpkin, please.
As you know, Victor Rosa's
last appeal is coming up.

Nobody thinks he'll get
a stay, so my publisher
wants me to revise the book

I wrote about the murder
and publish a new edition
around his execution.

It's smart.

Well, you know,
I'm not officially
investigating.

- I'm more
just helping out.
- Oh.

- ( barking and scratching )
- Pumpkin!

The truth of the matter
is you know more about
the murder than I do,

- and I was...
- ( barking and
scratching continue )

information that you...

- ( pounds on door )
- Pumpkin, shut up!

- ( barking stops )
- God, you should move in.

Sorry.

Like I was saying,

I was just wondering
if maybe there was anything

you found out that you
didn't put in the book.

Are they trying to find
new evidence for the appeal?

Is that what this is?

Something like that.

Well, they won't
find anything.

The Danners
made sure of that.

What do you mean?

Nonfiction is really
just fiction with real people.

I mean, we're talking
the Danners,

the Kennedys
of Philadelphia.

But then,
you read my book.

Oh, no, I actually
just read the article.

Oh, let me
give you a book.

The only reason
that Claire Danner

married that Victor Rosa
was rebellion.

So clichéd it almost
ruined my book.

The family hated him.

They called him Victor Rosa
the Polish Puck Pusher.

I'm very close
with the family.

In his defense,

he was quite
the up-and-comer
at the time.

I mean, he was well
on his way to being
a hockey superstar.

So what happened?

Nothing.
That's just it,
nothing happened.

It was the hardest part
of the book to write.

Victor Rosa had
all this attention,

all these endorsement deals,

he married socialite
Claire Danner,

then nothing happened.

His team started to lose.

His endorsements
wouldn't sell.

Claire Danner
had this big life
she was used to.

Thought he could
give it to her without
the family strings.

When he couldn't,
she ran back to the family.

- With the daughter?
- Only for a few years.

Claire wanted her freedom,
so she sent--

uh, God, I'm blanking
on the name...

- Christine.
- ...Christine
to boarding school.

So were there
any other suspects?

Not in court.

So, what, you think
he was framed?

No. In my book,
he was guilty.

When she left him,
he was arrested half a dozen
times for drunken assault.

Jealousy, life on the skids,
kills ex-wife's fiancé.

"If I can't have her,
nobody can" kind of thing.

Story wrote itself.
The easiest money I ever made.

So what did the Danners
not allow you to print?

Here, want me
to sign it?

No.

I'm good.

( phone ringing )

( chatter )

( ringing continues )

I'm so sorry.

- ( crying ) I'm so sorry.
- No, no, no, no.

Come here, sweetie pie.
Come here.

- I felt so bad.
- I know, baby.

I know.

I didn't know
what to do.

It's gonna be okay,
Jenny, I promise you.

Listen to me.

Baby, you got
to come to me, okay?

When you feel like this,
you got to come to me.

Is Adam mad?

I promised
I wouldn't do this
after last time.

Of course he's not mad.
Nobody's mad at you.

We understand.

I just don't know
what to do anymore.

We are going to figure
this out together.

You and me are going
to figure this out

and I will sit here
for as long as it takes.

You are beautiful,
you are young,

and you deserve
to have a great life.

Okay?

Oh, honey,
I love you.

( intercom beeps )

Woman: Commissioner,
your grandson is at security.

Get someone
to bring him up.

Isaiah:
So is she gonna
be all right?

Mom's at the hospital
talking to the doctor,

and he said she's gonna
have to stay in, like,
a rehab place or something.

I was with her
the night before.

- I should have helped her.
- There's nothing you
could have done.

But that's the thing.
I could have.

She came to me.
She was looking for help.

And I didn't hear it.
I was too busy giving
her my slam.

My words
of her being strong.
But she wasn't.

And I didn't hear it.

Still, there's nothing
you could have done.

That poor child
has seen horrors

you had nothing
to do with.

Yeah, but she was good.
Then it all started again.

After the execution
when she went back
to work with my mom,

I don't know what,
but something happened.

Your father doesn't know
when to leave well enough alone.

What do you mean?

Please.

Your father thinks
the world has changed.

Some postracial
America nonsense.

He's forgotten his history,
forgotten the struggle.

Back when I was a beat cop
in an all-white force,

they used words
that we're not allowed
to use any longer

and I just had
to take it.

Like my father did
and his father before him.

But, no, I harnessed
my rage and my anger

and I fought.

And I climbed over them.
Now I'm the commissioner.

But if you think
those words aren't
still in their heads,

then you got
another think coming.

Nothing has changed.

It's just morphed
into something else.

Black folks
like the Butlers,

they got too high,
they got fooled.

They forgot the anger,
the struggle, the history.

And so people like Jenny,
they get knocked down

because no one wants
to tell them the truth.

Son...

the worst thing,
the most dangerous thing

we can do is to forget
our history.

Jenny was left alone

because her family
believed that lie.

They forgot the struggle.
They forgot the history.

Don't you ever,
ever forget yours.

- Polaski.
- Mm-hmm.

What was
the other one's name?

Um, Walinski.

I mean, is this
what retired cops do?

They join the posse?

No, this has nothing to do
with them being cops.

This has to do with them
being assholes.

Okay, so what do retired
cops do when they want
to keep working?

Uh, I guess
it kind of depends

on the kind of cops
that they were.

Guys who want the boring life,
it's boats and bus drivers.

Guys who want to stay
in the action,

security firms.

Like personal security?

Like for someone
who could afford
personal security?

Yeah.

What, you already have
this all figured out?

We can't tell Clark.

Come here.

Are you gonna help me?

You want to play cops?
Hmm?

( gargles )

You all right?

Yeah.

I'm not gonna lie.
I was pretty shocked
to see him.

Did he say
why he came?

- He wants a job.
- A job?

Can you believe that?
I thought this was all
taken care of.

He's not supposed to be
looking up old friends.

Do we report him?
Would that help?

No. Might bring up
some questions.

We don't want that.

So what do I do?

Maybe it's a good idea
giving him a job.

Easy to keep track of him.

I-- I-- I can't have
him around me all day.

Do you understand that?

We got to find
another site for him.

All right.
We will.

Have you seen your kids?

I've got
visitation this weekend,
but I'm gonna cancel it.

No, no. No.
Bring them up to the house.

Freddy and Melissa,
they love it up there.

They can bring the dog,
run around.

Get them out
of the city.

This is all gonna go away.

( toilet flushes )

Hey, where's Christine?

She's upstairs
getting dressed.

She's coming right down.

Are you going like that?

Yeah, why?

Hey, Terry, would you
please put the candles
on the tables?

- Sure.
- Have you two met?

Danny, this is Terry.
Terry, Danny.

How's it going?

Good.

( door opens )

Hey.

Did I leave
my keys down here?

- Yep.
- Thanks.

Am I underdressed?

No, you look perfect.

Come on, I want
to get there early.

Bye.

( string quartet playing )

( chatter )

- Woman: Thank you.
- Woman #2: Oh, that's better.

Here. Thanks.

Hi, Aunt Margaret.

Christine!
What are you doing here?

- I was invited.
- Yeah, but you never come.

Your mother's in
Switzerland, you know.

I know.
Where's Grandma?

I need an audience
with the queen.

She's upstairs.
And this is?

Danny.
It's really great
to meet you.

Hello!
It's my old friend.

Hey.

We know each other.

Griffen Dunleavey.

Actually, we met
a few years ago

in the King of Prussia
Mall parking lot.

You had an accident
with your car.

No, I was trying
to run you over
and I missed.

( laughs )

It's nice to see you.
I'm going up.

Griffen, why don't
you take Mr.--

Danny's fine.

Mr. S'fine
to get a drink?

Come, I'll tell you
all the dirt.

( knocks )

Margaret, I'll be
down in a moment.

It's your granddaughter.
Want to see her?

( laughs )

You were born knowing
how to make an entrance.

You got that from
my side of the family.

Come in.

Are you my present?

Happy birthday.

You've lost
too much weight.
You look tired.

You're a year older.
How does that feel?

Sit.

Your mother didn't even
bother to call.

I'll hear
from her tomorrow.

She'll say the time
difference confused her.

Who is she seeing now?

A German banker, I think.

He's married,

but his wife's
in a mental hospital.

Why didn't we ever
commit my mother?

Because psychotic narcissism
is too common a disorder.

If we put them all away,
Washington and Los Angeles
would be empty.

Why are you here?

I made an appearance
last year.

Exactly.
An appearance.

I can't remember
the last time

that you came to see me
alone for no reason.

So?

What's the reason?

We've got a new
visitor today.

He'd like to speak.
Come on up.

Thank you, Francis.

Hi, my name
is Lancey Howard

and I am
a compulsive gambler.

All:
Hi, Lancey.

I lost everything
to gambling.

The same old story,
I guess.

Always thinking
the next one's gonna be
the big win.

But it never happens,

does it,
brothers and sisters?

No, I had to go way,
way down below bottom

before I realized that
it wasn't losing the money

that was destroying
my life.

It was being able
to look in the mirror

and believing
what I saw

that I lost.

See, my debts
got so huge,

I didn't have any way
to pay it back

except with my own
self-respect.

And I was a doctor.

Forensic research.

Worked mainly
out of Jersey.

Well, things got bad

and I found myself
six figures in the hole
with no way out.

There was a case
that came to court.

A murder case.

And some people,
who will remain nameless,

approached me about
falsifying some DNA evidence.

Well, I did it.

And several years later,

the man who
I falsely identified...

was executed.

It was a terrible thing.

A terrible thing that
I'm going to have to live with

for the rest of my life.

Well, now I got
a small teaching job.

I get by.

I can't get laid,

but that's just something
I'm gonna have to learn

to live with, I guess.

The thing is...

the people who paid me
to sell my soul...

I'm never out
of their grip.

Their eyes
are always on me.

No matter what I do,

wherever I go,

I live in constant fear

that one day
they will find me

and they will punish me

for all of my wrongs.

Boy,

that felt good to get that
off my chest.

Thank you.

( applause )

Francis:
Thank you, Lancey.

The details are different,
but I'm sure many of us

hear ourselves in the story
of losing self-respect

to pay our debts.

I think me and you
should go for a drink
a little later, Rhubarb.

What? If we're drinking,
we ain't gambling.

Come on.

Do I make it out to you?

No, the Innocence Initiative.

- What's that?
- Where I work.

We exonerate
the wrongfully convicted
through DNA evidence.

We have a client I need
some extra money to help.

Is this about your father?

No. There is no DNA
evidence in his case.

One day you're going
to have to face the truth
about him, you know.

Well, one of us will.

I...

I want something back
for this.

A visit once a month.

I don't have a lot
of time left, you know.

You'll never die.

God doesn't want you.

- ( string quartet playing )
- ( chatter )

Hi, Roberta.
Hi, Maxwell.

Hi, I'm Christine Rosa.

I'm Elizabeth's
granddaughter.

Oh, yes.
Yes, of course.

I don't think
we've met,

but your grandmother's
told me all about you.

You're the one studying
to be a lawyer.

I'm the one.
I'm interning at
the Innocence Initiative.

We're the ones working
on the Bankowski case.

Oh, well, that's all
over now, isn't it,
with the execution?

- Not really.
- Oh.

Well, I haven't
read anything in
the newspapers.

I thought it was
all finished.

No, we believe
the real killer
is still out there.

Real killer?
I don't understand.

Hey, babe, time to go.

Danny.
It's good to meet you.

Stanley Zale.

I know.

So great to finally
meet you.

Good luck with everything.

You, too.

Hello.

Victor:
I can't believe
you got him out.

DNA test found
another sample.
Witness recanted.

We're cautiously
optimistic.

He's a good kid, too.

I mean,
considering everything
he's been through.

Well, that's fantastic,
honey.

Congratulations.

I just want you to know
it can happen.

You never know.

Danny's been looking
through your case,
asking around.

He's got a few ideas.

Yeah, he talked
to me about it.

I like him.

- Good.
- ( laughs )

How's the bar?
Busy?

Naw.
Just breaking even.

Weather's got
everybody home.

Um, you...

you still got
that damn picture of me?

( laughs )
Covered in lights.

( laughs )

I went to see
Grandma Elizabeth.

I didn't want Maxine
to pay extra

for Terry when the bar
is not even doing--

I don't want you
seeing her.

- Vic, it's for the kid.
- I don't care.

You promised me

that you would have
nothing to do with them.

You gave me your word
that you would never
see that woman.

Daddy, I know
we can't stand them,

but they're still
my family.

They are not
your family!

- I am your family,
do you hear me?!
- Hey!

- Shut up!
- Vic, take it easy.

- Don't tell me
to take it easy.
- ( door opens )

You stay away
from those people.

Get the hell
away from me!

Do you understand that?
Stay away from them!

- ( grunting )
- Guard: Keep it down!

Stay away from them,
Christine.

Stay away!

Man:
And in this,
the City of Brotherly Love,

there's just too much out here
to try and rise above.

But rise I will,
and fly I will.

And the next time
you see me,

I'll be soaring still.
Thank you.

( applause )

Emcee:
Yes!

Give it up
for James Winson.

Once again,
James Winson.

Man:
Whoo, James!

Our next young speaker
is Trey Page.

( feedback rings )

I'd like to dedicate this poem
to Jenny Butler.

Who's surrounded by lies

and suffocated
by the devil's right hand

trying not to step on a mine,
who can she trust? No man.

But see, I'm finna make
this story a happy ending,

because the only happy endings
I see are the ones on TV

where heroes are never meant
to look like me.

Black.

But see, they say
see past that

because they refuse
to see our past.

And our present
is that of a poor story
I promise won't last

because I'm proud
and I'm black.

See, I once believed
in justice for Jenny,

but now I see that justice
seems to come on a penny.

Well, you can't buy back
the Butlers.

You may be able
to fool my father,

but he's not the only
powerful black man,

so don't you dare
gamble the last hand.

So no longer will our people
be condemned for our being
in this world.

I rise and I speak
with words that are stronger
than theirs that are weak

repeated on the news
every single week.

I'm a one-man revolution.
The solution to our world

that is filled with
this society's confusion
and delusion.

This art arose
in arteries pumping rage
at hateful diseases.

Freedom must reign.

No word in vain,
my pens slayin' these demons.

Our crisis is that
for hundreds of years

they've behaved
pathetically bloodless.

Colonizing the world
with diseases contagiously
infectious.

You could be sure
my cure is pure.

You could trust this
while you people sit
in those chairs

and are injected
with my poetic justice.

All we need is love

by any means necessary.

By any means necessary.

( applause )

Props.
Trey Page.

( phone ringing )

- Hi.
- Danny: You home?

Yeah, yeah,
I just got back.

- How's your dad?
- Um, he was great.

- Great?
- Mm-hmm.

- He seemed pretty good
the other day.
- Yeah.

- The man's a character.
- Yeah, he said he liked you.

- Right.
- ( laughs ) I know.

No, he did.

So, was he feeling better
about the case?

He was in really great
spirits, actually.

- Cool.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, we reviewed
most of the details--

Listen, Danny,
I'm totally knocked out.

That drive
always kills me.

Can I-- can I just
call you tomorrow?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
No problem.
- Okay.

- I'll check in
with you then.
- Great.

- You get some sleep.
- Yeah, talk to you tomorrow.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

( dialing )

( ringing )

( stifled sobs )

- Terry: Hello?
- Hi.

Hi. What's going on?

It's late.
You okay?

Um...

oh, my God, Terry,
I'm so embarrassed.

I meant to call Clark.
I pushed the wrong button.

It's okay.
Don't worry about it.

I'm so embarrassed.
I'm sorry.

- Just call me tomorrow.
- I'm sorry. Yeah.

- I'll talk to you tomorrow.
- I'll talk to you soon.

Okay, all right, bye.

( gasps )

( gasping )