Original subtitles

[Asia singing "Heat Of The Moment"]

(Mr. Hall) 'Everybody, listen up.'

I could not be a prouder father today

because my son, Grant, qualified

for the Junior Olympic training program in wrestling.

[crowd cheering]

Oh, yeah!

We've got a plan to bring

a shiny trinket back to the store.

It's a...it's a little thing called..

...Olympic gold!

[crowd cheering]

Hey, hey, no pressure or nothing, huh?

This space right here, is reserved for the medal.

[audience applauding]

Work hard, never quit.

- That's what we do, right? - That's right.

Beers up front, everybody!

♪ It was the heat of the moment ♪

♪ Telling me what your heart meant ♪

♪ The heat of the moment ♪

♪ Showed in your eyes ♪

♪ And when your looks have gone and you're alone ♪

♪ How many nights you sit beside the phone ♪

Good speech, Dad.

Look at that guy.

Can you believe it? I can remember him

when he was a sparkle in my eye.

And now he eats an entire cow in one sitting.

You got a plan for yourself, Maurice?

Me?

Yeah, you.

Grant set a goal. There's no stopping him.

So what's it gonna be for you?

I guess I don't know yet.

'What I want to be.'

Hey.

I'm talking to you about your future.

You're 16. You're not the baby, anymore.

I know.

I'm saying..

...show some direction, Maurice.

Or I'll find a direction for you.

♪ It was the heat of the moment ♪

♪ Telling me what your heart meant ♪

♪ The heat of the moment ♪

♪ Showed in your eyes.. ♪

[siren wailing]

[song fading]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[train chugging]

Always count on the warm atmosphere in here.

You ever wonder if they're not really dead

and they're all of a sudden, gonna sit up?

That's not funny.

You going to be okay?

What do we got?

Construction team razing a landfill

up in Northeast, found this.

How long has it been in there?

Skeletal remains tell us

he'd been there about 20 years.

He?

Skull shape and size says young adult male.

Pulled all missing persons from '87 back to '77.

Dental records narrowed it down.

Maurice Hall.

Went missing in October of '84

from the family apartment in Kensington.

Lived above their grocery store.

He was 16 years old.

They thought he was a teenage runaway.

Calcaneus bone is shot.

So are the metatarsals.

Means the right foot was shattered.

So Maurice wasn't running anywhere.

- Then what killed him? - Multiple skull fractures.

What kind of weapon?

These kind of fractures..

...it was something long and thin.

Can't get more specific than that?

The state of decomp, no fibers, no striations left.

For 23 years, the family hoped

he was out there...somewhere.

Turns out, he was practically in their backyard. All along.

[theme music]

(Jeffries) 'This about retirement, boss?'

Will, there's something I wanted to let you in on.

Alright.

I'd rather you hear it from me than someone else.

- Okay. - We got a call.

Guy facing an armed robbery charge, offers up a proffer.

Says a friend of his, ex-truck driver, confessed to

a fatal hit-and-run on the turnpike. Winter of '95.

You talking about my wife?

Who's it from?

Jersey State Police.

Could be the end of the line.

What's his name?

They got anything that can put him away?

Better than a con snitching?

Proffer is all they have so far.

Jersey has their best guys on it, Will.

They know this is for you.

Alright.

Maurice Hall, sophomore at James Marshall High.

Stock boy at his father's grocery store.

Mom died from cancer in '81.

Older brother was a varsity athlete.

He worked at the store, too.

Hall and Sons Grocery Mart was

the center of the search effort.

Volunteers papered the town with these.

Usual loony callers. Nothing solid.

Father said Maurice was clean-cut, kept to himself.

But it says here, Maurice had been acting erratic

before he ran away. Late for work.

- Moody. - Maybe he wasn't so clean-cut.

Maybe he was just a sulky teenager.

Father's still in Kensington.

Then we're the visit he's been hoping

not to get for 23 years.

[instrumental music]

Are you sure it was Maurice that you found?

We're sure.

I'm very sorry, Mr. Hall.

(Valens) 'Someone from the ME's office will call you.'

You said Maurice's behavior was erratic

before he disappeared.

Well, he had a pretty much erratic way about him.

- All the time. - What do you mean?

- He was unique. - Was creative, like his mother.

And those two were peas in a pod.

(Mr. Hall) 'Yeah. It wasn't easy for Maurice after she passed.'

He was different from the usual types in this neighborhood.

- Usual type being? - Me.

Us. Regular guys.

Can you be...little more specific?

Sports, beer, girls. That's the norm.

Whereas, Maurice was into books, music. That was him.

Anybody give Maurice trouble for being different?

One time I know for sure.

That same fall.

With Grant training, I'm one hand short here.

- And if you left school-- - High school dropout?

Hey, you're looking at one. You could contribute

to the family and your brother's dream.

I don't want to work here the rest of my life.

Why is that, hotshot?

I don't mean it as an insult, Dad.

Hey.

- You're odd, Maurice. - And you dress funny.

- Don't. - Oh.

What's this?

Nothing, it's some meathead, Dad. Just...being a jerk.

You should've seen what I did to him.

You ought to learn to defend yourself.

I'm hoping it won't happen again.

I tried showing him how, Dad.

(Mr. Hall) 'You tell me who did this.'

I'll have Grant take care of him.

I don't need his help.

I got it. I do.

Maurice never told you who gave him the black eye?

It wasn't easy for Maurice.

Big brother, this great athlete.

Girls going after him, the way they did.

That's some balls on that bully..

...picking on your kid brother?

Some people are real jerks.

I got inventory to do. You okay, Dad?

Yeah.

All this time, I'm thinking

Maurice would turn up one day and..

"Hey, Dad. Got the wandering out of my system.

I'm back home."

Not going to happen, huh?

[panting]

If somebody picked on me when I was little..

...I'd tell him who my brother was..

...guy'd step off in a hurry.

That's right.

You didn't have Maurice's back like that?

Believe me, I did. It was known.

- So who gave him the black eye? - I told you, nobody!

Nobody picked... on my kid brother.

Except you.

It's for his own good. The only way to get through to him.

And what does that mean?

One night, I'm jogging in the neighborhood, I find

Maurice doing something that would've given

our old man a heart attack.

[Laura Brannigan singing "Self Control"]

♪ Oh the night ♪

♪ Is my world ♪

♪ City light ♪

♪ Painted girl ♪

♪ In the day ♪

♪ Nothing matters ♪

♪ It's the night ♪

♪ Time that matters ♪

♪ In the night ♪

♪ No control ♪

♪ Through the wall ♪

♪ Something's breaking ♪

♪ Wearing white ♪

♪ As you're walking ♪

♪ Down the street ♪

♪ Of my soul ♪

What are you doing?

♪ You take my self You take my self-control ♪

What?

♪ You got me living Only for the night ♪

Are you a queer?

Tell me.

Are you a queer?

I-I'm not.

You're sure acting like one.

Leave me alone, Grant.

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

Get up, little brother.

Huh?

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

Oh, no, you don't! Get away from him right now!

I am not even kidding.

- Excuse me? - No, excuse me.

I'm Crystal. This is my boyfriend.

And you must be the piece of scum on the bottom of my shoe.

He's your boyfriend?

I don't think so.

You okay, baby?

♪ I ♪

♪ I live among the creatures of the night ♪

I'm okay...baby.

Get out of here.

Is this your girlfriend, Maurice?

Yeah.

You heard her.

Get lost, Grant.

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ You take my self you take my self-control ♪

Blew my mind. I thought he was...you know..

Uh, why didn't this girlfriend

come up in the original investigation?

I couldn't talk about her. My dad would've lost it.

- 'Cause Crystal was black. - 'Cause she was a dancer.

And so was your brother.

That's the kind of thing gets you offed around here.

Boy dancer...in Kensington.

The dance class Maurice's brother saw

was at the Jacob Hays School Of The Arts.

Art school in the middle of Kensington.

Yeah, bet the neighbors loved that.

Bunch of freaks run amok.

You find anything on this Crystal?

She's back at that school teaching now.

I'll send Kat and Scotty.

For you. Jersey State Police.

- Case file on Isaac Keller? - Okay.

- This is for the Hall case? - Nope.

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

Crystal Stacy?

Detectives Valens, Miller. Got a few questions for you.

Remember this kid?

Maurice Hall.

I remember this boy.

Saw him get into a fight with some jerk.

- His brother. - I didn't even know his name.

I thought Maurice was your boyfriend.

No.

I never met him before that night.

He's a total stranger who you save from a fight?

Not a total stranger. I'd seen him. Outside our class.

Almost every night. Doing the routine with us.

Is that why you intervened on his behalf?

It was my superhero act.

Saving my people from evil.

- Your people? - The inspired ones.

[Chaka Khan singing "Through the Fire"]

Who are you?

Best in the school.

Star of the future.

Crystal Stacy.

Maurice Hall.

You're good. Your moves, I've seen you.

- Really? - Who do you study with?

And don't tell me it's just natural talent

because then you're a liar or I have to hate you.

My mom taught me some things.

She'd dance in the kitchen and..

...and I'd try to keep up.

And now she lets you dance on the street?

She's dead.

Sorry.

Look, if you're serious, you have to go to our school.

I mean, it's the max. You get the best teachers.

Then you can join a great company in New York

and then be famous.

Like a "Solid Gold" dancer?

Do you know who Martha Graham is?

Bob Fosse? Twyla Tharp?

I'm talking about greatness. Say it with me.

I work in a grocery store.

Well, auditions for the school are on the 30th.

You should try out.

But not if you can't nail the hip snap.

The what?

Buh-buh. You got to snap it, like fast.

This a private lesson?

Relax, Carlos. We're just practicing.

Yeah, I know what stock boy is practicing.

Stay away from her.

Stop.

Ow! Carlos, stop it! Stop!

- Stop! - Let her go, man.

You think you got moves, poser?

You, me, right here.

Five o'clock tomorrow. We'll see.

(Valens) This guy have violent tendencies?

Did he ever?

I had no sense back then.

What was Carlos up to, asking Maurice to meet him?

I don't know. But I never saw Maurice again after that.

Okay, let's do this thing

'cause I have an open call in 20.

You got a tutu to wear over those tights?

Oh. You distracted?

We got an idea you know how Maurice Hall died.

That idea don't hold water. Sorry, sweetheart.

(Vera) 'Looked up your record, Carlos.'

You got a long history for using your fists freely.

They got a word for that, sweetheart?

Passionate.

Homicidal.

Maurice pissed you off, hitting on your girlfriend

and you told him to meet you the next day?

It was a duel. Mano a mano.

Like a catfight, right?

You think dancing's for weaklings?

When was the last time you carried

your body weight on your toes, while running

throwing a woman in the air and catching her

without breaking a sweat?

It's been a while.

This duel, it a fight to the death?

Yeah, sorta.

Death...of the ego.

Where are you taking me, exactly?

What's this?

The lion's den.

Break a leg.

[staff thuds]

(Leroy) 'And we go!'

Five, six, seven

'eight, go! One'

[instrumental music]

[staff tapping rhythmically]

'And..'

'Let me see it.'

'Yes.'

'And..'

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

'You can dance better than that!'

[music stops]

'Oh, my God!'

This poor child done got lost

and wandered in here.

Why did none of you tell him

that this was a dance class and not the steel mill?

[sniggering]

I-I'm here for the class.

To dance.

That's sad.

You gonna make me cry.

Over here.

Five.

Six.

Five, six, seven, eight, go.

One, two.. Lift up.

Three, four, and five, six.

Now spot. I said spot. Spot!

I am!

What's wrong with you? You almost took my toe off!

And so what if I did?

A dancer has to know pain.

Who taught you to be so lazy?

My mother taught me to dance.

On break from the wallpaper factory?

She teach you how to do the foxtrot?

Don't talk about my mother.

Thin skin. You'll never make it.

Now go home and cry to your mama.

What would you know about making it?

You...are a insolent

little piece of white trash.

Now, out!

And five.

'Six. Five, six, seven, eight..'

Dr. Leroy.

The second abusive dad I never wanted.

What was with the wooden staff?

His trademark.

Broke a girl's foot with it, one time.

[car engine revving]

- Here you go. - Thanks.

I used to come here twice a week

when I was on the road.

Home away from home.

On the road?

Hauling freight.

Oh, me, too, man.

Hmm.

This was ten years ago.

Me, too.

Ten years ago. Time flies.

It certainly does.

Thought you might have looked familiar.

Didn't do runs here though.

No?

Ohio to Bakersfield for seven years.

Why did you give it up?

One day, I just couldn't do it anymore.

'Just like that?'

Yeah, just like that.

'Thought about what was important.'

The kids and the wife won out, you know what I mean?

Sure do.

That's your wife?

Yeah.

Kind of woman you want to stay home with.

Yeah.

Well.

Good thing you never drove the turnpike.

- Rough ride. - 'That's right.'

I did, you know.

'For a few weeks when I first started out.'

Winter of '95.

That right?

'Was rain.'

Loads of it.

I had put that out of my head.

It was a winter from hell.

Maurice Hall humiliated you in front of your students

and then he winds up buried in a landfill.

Hideous coincidence, I assure you.

His foot was crushed.

Which is what you did to one of your students

with your staff.

If that girl had known the routine

her foot would not have been in the way of my staff.

We've got former students of yours say you were..

...unbalanced.

Unbalanced? No.

Ruthless, yes.

I was a drill sergeant, getting my students ready

for the war that is the dance world.

And where did Maurice fit in?

He wasn't your student.

Oh. But he benefited from my teaching.

How's that?

The grocery store.

It became our classroom.

[music on speakers]

Dr. Leroy?

You.

You come to grovel?

Please don't.

Can't you see I'm meditating?

'Wait.'

I-I want to dance.

Not in the street. In your class.

With my-my head held right, my-my feet.

I want to bleed.

Oh, brother.

"Work hard, never quit."

That's what my dad says.

What?

Do you think you have talent?

Yeah.

I do.

Fine.

You'll have to quit this job.

There's work to be done and only so many hours.

I-I can't.

It's my dad's store. He needs me.

Hard choices. Get used to them.

I-I can do both, practice and work.

Dr. Leroy, I'm gonna audition

and make it in, and I'll be in your class.

Just watch me.

[Kenny Loggins singing "I'm Free"]

♪ Looking into your eyes I know I'm right ♪

♪ If there's anything worth my love ♪

♪ It's worth a fight ♪

♪ We only get one chance ♪

♪ Nothing ties our hands ♪

♪ You're what I want listen to me ♪

♪ Nothing I want is out of my reach I'm free ♪

♪ Heaven helps the man who fights his fear ♪

♪ Love's the only thing that keeps me here ♪

♪ You're the reason that I'm hanging on ♪

♪ My heart's staying where my heart belongs ♪

♪ I'm free ♪

♪ I wanna hold you now I won't hold you down ♪

♪ You're what I want listen to me ♪

♪ Nothing I want is out of my reach ♪

♪ I'm free ♪ ♪ Heaven helps the man ♪

♪ Who fights his fear... ♪♪

No, Detective Rush.

We are not all light in our jazz shoes.

Gene Kelly. Mikhail Baryshnikov.

Lady-killers.

And Maurice, with Crystal.

Dancers in love.

You see, if they're really good

it's their soul out there..

...moving, in rhythm with another.

Very romantic.

Not when one of them ends up dead.

(Miller) 'You didn't tell us about the grocery store, Crystal.'

(Valens) 'You and Maurice, getting it on.'

I'm sorry.

It's not a good idea, lying to us.

I can't even think about him.

I try not to.

Maybe it's time you get it off your chest.

Maurice was my hope.

Somebody'd love me.

And be sweet.

You know?

I was just trying to help him.

With his audition, for your school?

You guys can't imagine what it was like to watch him dance.

It was like..

...he was telling you

all about him.

Without saying a word.

I was there

when his father found out.

About his dancing?

And Maurice's dream..

It fell apart.

♪ Captured effortlessly ♪

♪ That's the way it was ♪

♪ Happened so naturally I did not know it was love ♪

♪ The next thing I felt was you ♪

♪ Holding me close ♪

♪ What was I gonna do ♪

♪ I let myself go ♪

♪ And now we fly through the stars ♪

♪ I hope this night will last forever ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Ain't nobody ♪ ♪ Nobody ♪

♪ Loves me better ♪

♪ Makes me happy ♪ ♪ Makes me feel this way ♪

♪ Makes me feel this way ♪

♪ Ain't nobody ♪ ♪ Nobody ♪

♪ Loves me better ♪

♪ Ain't nobody loves me better... ♪♪

When are you going to tell your dad?

I can't. I can't.

You can't keep doing this double-life thing.

It's messing with your dance.

And that's like a tragedy.

After my mom died..

...my dad caught me in her room

doing this dance that she had taught me.

And he just grabbed..

I can't tell him.

Tell him.

- I can't. - Tell him.

[whistling]

Shh. Hide.

Hide quick.

Hey, I'm taking a few..

I was just doing inventory.

I told you not to do that.

I'm not doing anything.

Do you want dad to find out?

Is that what you want?

So what if he does? It wouldn't be the worst thing.

Ow! My knee. God!

What?

[shrieking]

Grant, what the hell?

I fell. I fell.

It's my fault.

Grant, get up! What-what-what happened?

Dad, we got in a fight because--

Maurice! Shut up!

Because I was practicing in here.

Practicing what?

Dancing.

I've been dancing, dad. And I've been getting really good.

And-and there's a school that I want to go to.

Let's get you upstairs, Grant.

(Maurice) 'There's an audition tomorrow.'

You're not going to any damn audition.

Oh, my knee. I can't. I can't.

Sorry, Grant. I-I didn't mean to.

You're sorry? Your brother can't walk because of you.

It's not his fault, dad.

If you ruined it all for him, god help you, Maurice.

God help you!

(Miller) 'What happened after that?'

I beat it out of there.

Leaving Maurice with his dad.

And Dad's pride and joy with a bum knee.

It's my fault.

I pushed Maurice to stick up for his dream.

And his father went ballistic.

[door closes]

(Valens) 'I found out, Pat.'

What Maurice did to Grant.

Kids were messing around.

Next thing you know he wrenches his knee.

Never got back on the horse.

Your loser son ruins it for the good son.

Your family was going to be something if he made it.

But Maurice blew it for all of you.

That ain't how it was.

We got a witness says you lost it that day

threatening Maurice.

No, that wasn't what happened.

"God help you, Maurice." Your words.

Yeah.

The last I ever spoke to my son.

How do you think that feels?

[snorts]

What's your problem?

I'll bet you were relieved when he didn't come home.

Get twinkletoes out of the house?

That kid had more fricking talent

in his little toe than you've got in your whole body.

I thought you said the last time

you talked to him was at the store.

So?

So..

When did you see him dance, Pat?

I went...to the audition.

[violin music]

Where is he?

Dad.

I'm Maurice Hall.

I'm 16.

I've only been to one dance class

and...it didn't go very well.

I learned from my mom

'and if she's watching me tonight..'

...I hope I make her proud.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[chair softly thuds]

[soft thud]

[chair thuds]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[breathing heavily]

[audience cheering]

(Pat) 'Maurice!'

Maurice!

He thought I was coming after him.

(Vera) 'You can't blame him.'

The night Maurice's dream took off

Grant's was going down the tubes.

Big disappointment.

No Olympics, no gold.

(Valens) 'Tell you what's even worse.'

Disappointing your father.

I love Grant, gold medal or not.

You ever tell him that?

It haunts me.

The way I was a father to those boys.

Ignoring the one and pushing the other.

I paid for that.

(Rush) You didn't tell us what a good dancer your brother was.

(Jeffries) Or how he ruined your life.

What are you talking about?

A knee injury ruined your wrestling career.

Everything you'd worked for.

Things happen when you're an athlete.

I blew my knee out, senior year.

Football dreams, down the drain.

That's rough.

Think you know who you are, then, not so much.

It didn't get me that way.

Made me real angry.

For a long, long time.

And right when your dreams are dying

Maurice takes the spotlight.

(Jeffries) 'The look your dad had on his face when he saw Maurice dance'

that was how he used to look at you.

And you couldn't let Maurice have it.

What did I care about his fricking dancing? Come on.

Shattered foot, crushed skull.

Lot of rage there.

Kind of injuries that could have been caused by a crutch.

Is that what you think?

Yeah.

That's what we think.

Um, Mom.. Maurice was her baby.

Me, I only ever had my dad thinking I was somebody.

Till Maurice took that away?

I used to have this crazy dream.

I had it again last night.

I find Maurice, and I grab him

and I put him on a bus to New York City.

And even though he's scared

I give him my big brother look, you know.

And I say, "Forget about us, Maurice.

Just go."

What happened after the audition, Grant?

Talk about regret.

Feeling it every second of your waste of a life.

He never should have come back.

Never.

Got to face the old man sometime.

He's not asleep yet, is he?

Sitting in his chair.

How mad is he?

[clearing throat]

[imitating Pat] Now, that stuff don't come all naturally.

That's real training.

He said that?

About me?

Said him and ma used to go down to Atlantic City.

Dance all night.

But he never saw anyone do it like you.

He's saying that tonight, but once your knee's better

he'll be on my case again.

Your knee.

I thought it was messed up royally.

Be careful with your leg, Grant.

You're going mess it up even worse.

What?

What?

You're faking it.

Why?

Because I quit wrestling.

- Quit? - Only I can't, because of Dad.

So this is me quitting.

Get it?

I went to my first

Junior Olympic training session.

Got so freaked out

I didn't even change out of my street clothes.

Pretended like I was just some guy

headed someplace else looking in.

They were good. So what?

You're good, too.

Not like them.

- Tonight, I was really nervous. - Shut up.

'Thought everybody..'

...was better than me.

You know, you're making it worse!

Talking about your stupid, stupid show!

If you don't make it all the way..

- Shut up! - At least you tried.

- Shut up! Shut up! - You tried.

Dad will still love you.

- No, he won't! - He will!

He won't!

Dad!

[Maurice screaming]

Dad!

Ah.

[panting]

[Foreigner singing "I Want To Know What Love Is"]

♪ Gotta take a little time ♪

♪ A little time to think things over ♪

♪ I better read between the lines ♪

♪ In case I need it when I'm older ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

♪ Now this mountain I must climb ♪

♪ Feels like a world upon my shoulders ♪

♪ Through the clouds I see love shine ♪

♪ It keeps me warm as life grows colder ♪

♪ In my life ♪

♪ There's been heartache and pain ♪

♪ I don't know if I can face it again ♪

♪ Can't stop now I've traveled so far ♪

♪ To change this lonely life ♪

♪ I want to know what love is ♪

♪ I want you to show me ♪

♪ I want to feel what love is ♪

♪ I know you can show me ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna take a little time ♪

♪ A little time to look around me ♪

♪ I've got nowhere left to hide ♪

♪ It looks like love has finally found me ♪

♪ In my life ♪

♪ There's been heartache and pain ♪

♪ I don't know if I can face it again ♪

♪ Can't stop now I've traveled so far ♪

♪ To change this lonely life ♪

♪ I want to know what love is ♪

♪ I want you to show me ♪

♪ I want to feel what love is ♪

♪ I know you can show me ♪♪

(female narrator) Stay tuned for scenes from the next episode.

[theme music]