All language subtitles for The.Sinner.S02E04.WEBRip.x264-TBS

Whatever's going on in Mosswood,

Julian's in the thick of it.

When a boy that young kills,

it's really never just his fault.

That whole Niagara Falls story,
you giving permission.

That wasn't true.
You knew that that couple

wasn't coming back
to Mosswood with your son.

Memorize this number.

You need anything, give me a call.

- You must be Harry.
- Yeah.

Glen Fisher, heard all about you.

Heavy metal and tear gas.

It worked at Waco.

I talked to the judge,
and he's ordered an MHE

psychological evaluation.

So why did you give her the tea?

- Because she lied.
- And what happens when you do?

You split in two.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay, it's okay.

Detective, she's not the mother.

My friend, Marin,
the one who went into Mosswood.

I took your advice, and I followed up.

Look what I found.
Julian, it's everywhere.

So you were the attending
doctor at Julian's birth?

Not at it, I was... I was
called in for the paperwork.

Dr. Poole? Oh, my God.

I need to show you something.

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"Every day, I search for an
escape from the labyrinth.

"Every day, the Minotaur hunts me.

"Running only gives the bull more power.

"The only way out is inward.

"I must accept that at the
center of the labyrinth,

"I will not face the Minotaur,
but myself.

"I am the Minotaur.

I am hunting myself."

Well, he certainly sounds devoted.

Yeah.

Devoted enough to kill himself
instead of talking.

I wonder if there's more out there.

More of what?

More like him.

Who's this?

It's only a dream.

It's not real. I promise you.

I can't tell what's real.

Did the test like you said.

When can I go home?

The test didn't go like we planned.

They have some more questions now.

About what?

About you.

About whether you're healthy, mentally.

Which we both know is ridiculous,

but that's what they think.

It just makes our self-defense plea

a little more difficult, but it's okay.

One minute, folks.

- I'm never going home, am I?
- Yes, you are.

I'm going to get you out of here.

- Julian, look at me.
- No.

There is nothing wrong with you.

You are exactly the way
you're supposed to be.

You can't ever forget that.

But you can't get me out.

That's not true.

Nothing on Mosswood anywhere.

If he treated patients there,
maybe it was off the record.

So I ran a check on his
physician's license number.

- And?
- Spotless record.

Except for one complaint

to the state medical board 15 years ago.

What kind of complaint?

Malpractice suit that went nowhere.

It was filed by a Carmen Bell.

- Do we have an address?
- Yeah.

1 Brunswick Drive.

That's Deakins Psychiatric Institute.

It looks like it started in the kitchen.

You see what happened?

My mom was cooking dinner on the stove.

This is usually my nap.

We won't keep you.

We just want to ask you a few questions

about Dr. Sheldon Poole.

Um, you filed a malpractice
suit in 2002, is that right?

I don't want to talk about Dr. Sheldon.

- Can I ask why not?
- Because they changed my meds,

and I'm tired,
and this is usually my nap.

So now, what do they have you on?

Is it Seroquel?

- And Risperidone.
- Mm.

God, yeah, for years,
my mother was on that lithium.

Mm, lithium's the worst.
Swells your ankles.

Gives you nightmares.

There was a lot of that
when she lived here.

She lived up on the 4th floor.
Up until 1975.

I was sent to Dr. Sheldon by
the people I was living with.

I guess you could call it a commune.

Mosswood Grove?

Yeah, how did you know that?

I think it's the only one around here.

Why did they send you to a doctor?

It was supposed to be
just a simple abortion,

but he took the whole uterus.

I'm sorry, he removed your uterus?

And when I complained about it,

he came up with all this paperwork

saying that I had
consented to the surgery.

So then, what did you do?

I went to the police. I gave a deposition

and everything, and that's when
things started happening.

- What do you mean?
- People were following me,

going through my things,
shooting words into my head.

- Who? Who was following you?
- All of them.

The judge, the DA, my mom, my dad.

Everyone, everybody.

Once they deem you a danger to yourself,

it's basically a free-for-all.

Carmen, um...

Do you recognize...

This girl?

A lot of girls came through Mosswood.

A lot of guys too.
Chewed up and spat out.

Did you see this girl?

You should look in the lake.

Lake?

They called it the purple lake.

- Um, the purple lake?
- Yeah.

The Beacon, he liked to surround himself

with pretty things,
but he got bored really easily.

What was that name? The Beacon?

Who was he?

He's the one who
planted the eggs in my brain.

Huh.

Is this the Beacon?

Can I keep this?

- Um, sorry, it's evidence.
- Please, please, please.

They don't let me have anything.

- I can't have...
- Please, please.

- We can arrange... um...
- Give it, please.

- Miss Bell...
- Please, please, please!

- Please, please, please, please!
- Okay.

Carmen, calm down.

We need to follow up on her deposition.

See if we can back up
anything that she says.

You don't believe her.

Just thinking about
those eggs in her brain.

Vera's left a voicemail.

Well, play it.

Okay.

It's Vera. I was thinking
about what you said

the other day and I think
I found something.

I want to show it to you

before I show it to anybody else.

Can you come by tomorrow morning?

It's important, thanks.

She's trying to rope you in.

Yeah, probably.

We need to go hard at her.
Confront her about Marin.

- Force a DNA test.
- No, no.

If she feels better
being in control, fine.

Let her be in control.

I need to get in there.

Don't worry, we're going to
find out about your friend.

All the movies here suck.

None of this is scary.

It's like a manufactured dopamine rush

to make you think you're having
a real experience,

when actually, you're just sitting there

- getting brainwashed.
- Here we go.

Just look at Rudy.

He just sits there, watching MSNBC,

counting his cigarettes every night.

He's a zombie,
and he doesn't even know it.

Can we just chill?

Have a normal night,
and not have everything

be turned into some diatribe
against society?

In Mosswood, they call it "resisting,"

what you just did.

I don't want to talk to you
about that place.

- It's a sign of unhappiness.
- I'm unhappy?

Yeah, because you lie.

I lie?

You lie to yourself every day.

About what?

Marin, can't we just
make this a fun night?

Look.

- Did you steal that?
- Maybe.

Hey.

- Hey, Mr. Fireman.
- What are you girls up to?

You guys have anything to mix this with?

Don't do this to yourself, Tom.

You're going to regret it.
Do not sign off on this.

Have a seat, we were just having a chat

about your pal, Harry Ambrose.

This guy likes to pick apart
slam dunk cases.

It's a sickness. He's got to go.

- Excuse me?
- Look, he took apart this case

against Cora Tannetti last year,

and now, I hear he's been
hounding Judge Emerson

to punt Julian Walker
back down to family court.

With all due respect,
maybe that's where he belongs.

That's my decision, not yours.

Certainly not his.

But if my constituents want to see

this Walker kid get time,
that's what's going to happen.

Well, in that case,
maybe it's a good idea

that Ambrose is around.

As an outsider, he'll help make things

at least seem impartial.

I'd hate for your office
to be accused of bias.

Tom, put a leash on this guy
before he does any real damage.

- I know, I'm sorry.
- It's all right.

He's an asshole.

I'm just thinking about your career.

You have a lot of years
ahead of you in this county.

Don't screw it up.

What was the name
on that deposition tape?

Bell, it's Carmen Bell.

That is strange,
you are the second person

in two days looking for this tape.

Really?

I couldn't tell you who he was, though.

- He didn't sign in.
- What did he look like?

He was a very thin man.

He took it.

- Hello?
- This is Julian.

Julian, hey. How's it going?

How you doing in there?

My mother doesn't think
that I should talk to you.

Well, she's probably
just being protective.

Mothers, you know, they tend
to get that way sometimes.

I don't think that
she can get me out of her.

She says that she can,
but I don't believe her.

Uh, she's doing the best
she can, I tell you that.

We all are.

She won't tell me how long
I'm going to be in here.

Okay, you've been charged with two counts

of second degree murder,

and that carries a sentence
of 15 to 25 years each.

So...

The earliest I can leave
is in... 30 years?

No, no, that's just, uh...

I think your lawyer's going
to do a lot better than that.

Can you be my lawyer?

Um...

No, I, uh...

I can't be your lawyer.

That's not how it works.

- I got to go.
- Call me back.

Hey, Julian...

- Hello.
- Hey.

Please leave your gun and your phone

and your badge in your car.

You have to come in like everybody else.

Strip down.

Julian is with me.

I'm holding him.

Inside my pouch.

I can feel his whole weight inside of me.

I'm so happy.

Hold it. So who is this?

Bess McTeer.

But Julian won't stop crying.

Why is he crying?

Because they're going to find us.

So I put my hand over his face
just to quiet him,

and he stops breathing.

So what was that? A dream?

A fantasy.

Bess was unable to have children.

It became a defining issue for her.

I didn't want to see it at the time,

but it's clear to me now
that she developed

an unhealthy attachment to Julian.

So she took him.
That's what you're saying?

Julian knew he was being abducted.

He acted in self-defense.

Why do you have that recording?

It's a session. The work.

- You record all the sessions?
- Only with permission.

Did you do that stuff to Julian?

With Julian.

I don't know if we can take

any of this seriously as evidence.

We have to have
a lot better understanding

of what these sessions are all about.

I told you, it's therapy.

Can I observe a session?

That's not possible. It's confidential.

Can you do it with me?

Now?

Yeah.

As requested, all the lakes
in a 25 mile radius

of Mosswood Grove.

- All 42 of them.
- Thank you.

You get this from Carmen Bell?

Yeah?

What are we looking for, exactly?

I'm not sure.

Hey.

What's wrong?

What am I doing?

What do you mean?

I'm just...

Here.

- Running around like a loser.
- What, no.

You're not a loser.

You're going to college
next year, you have a plan.

What am I going to do?

I'm living at my dad's
and commuting to Syracuse.

I'm going to see you all the time.

Nothing's going to change.

Hey.

We said we weren't
going to do that anymore.

Sorry.

Forget it.

Well, it's a little hard to forget it

when it's there all the time.

- What are you talking about?
- You're doing it again.

- What?
- You're lying to yourself!

Where are you going?

Marin!

200 years ago, a Pentecostal tent revival

was build right here
with the rock in the middle.

And before that, the Seneca believed

that a man and a woman were locked inside

as a punishment for breaking their vows.

So now what does it mean to you?

All I know is that I feel
better when I'm close to it.

It's like something from a dream.

Julian told me about some of his dreams.

- I know.
- About some kind of monster

- that visits him at night.
- The old hag.

- That a fairy tale?
- It's an archetype.

They exist in some form
in cultures all over the world.

Usually, she appears
as an old woman in a cloak.

She sneaks into your room at night,

and sits on your chest.

Have you ever been visited by her?

No.

Are you sure?

You were going to show me the work.

This way.

Hey.

Hey.

- What the hell happened?
- I'm sorry.

It's okay. I'm glad you called.

- Where's Marin?
- She's gone.

- Where'd she go?
- I don't know.

All right, let's go find her.

Come on, here we go.

Marin?

Marin.

Stop, damn it.

Marin, God damn it.

It's 2:00 in the goddamn morning.

You know I can't leave you out here.

What is going on?

How's life in the weeds?

Oh, it just never ends. It's Sisyphean.

What brings you out on a school day?

It's not public yet, but um...

It's possible that Marin
might actually be the mother

of the kid we arrested.

Marin, really?

Do you remember the night
that she ran off

and joined Mosswood?

And we were driving around
trying to find her?

You mean the night you drank enough rum

to flood a small fishing village?

Yeah, I remember.

Do you remember what
she said to you that night?

Oh, honey, I...

I can't remember last week,
are you kidding?

Come inside... let's get some iced tea.

Marin, Jesus.

I can't be her friend anymore.

- Don't say that.
- I'm serious.

She's the one who changed, not me.

What is that?

What, did you guys get drunk
and get tattoos?

Um, this is something
they draw at Mosswood.

It's a labyrinth.

It doesn't look like a labyrinth.

Because you have to use your imagination.

Hold on.

That's it.

Right?

You get it?

I don't know what it means.

- Did she say anything else?
- Nope.

You guys were both so trashed.

It wasn't long after Mom died.

A couple of years.

I think I was still messed up over that.

You too, probably?

It was a long time ago.

You hear that?

Weeds calling me. Bye.

Tell me about your daughter.
Are you two close?

Sure.

You don't sound so sure.

Oh, it's just we haven't
gotten to talk much lately.

- That's all.
- Why not?

Oh, just because.

You're very good
at quarantining yourself,

aren't you?

Lifelong practice?

Now, is that part of the work
that you're doing with Julian?

Prodding a little bit,

and forcing him to answer your questions?

I don't force anyone.

Well, he's a kid, so it's
hardly like he has a choice.

This work, it's all about
invitation, not confrontation.

Julian certainly benefits from it.

Maybe, up until recently.

There's your cruel streak.

I knew it was in there somewhere.

I do get cranky.

Listening to analysis

while we're
wandering around in the woods.

You like to be in control?

You know something about that?

This way.

Okay.

Hey, Vera!

Vera?

Vera?

You mentioned on the phone
that you had a copy

of the book "Escaping the Labyrinth."

That's right. Uh, Lionel Jeffries.

Yeah, we ran one printing of that

back in 1987, I want to say.

- Before the controversy.
- What controversy?

He was a psychotherapist in Canada.

Had quite the devout
little following until

these allegations of physical
abuse and sexual abuse.

It's a shame; the book itself
is actually quite interesting.

How so?

His whole thing was about
a return to ritual.

Symbolic play, and re-enacting trauma.

That sort of thing,
so you can see how that

could easily go off the rails.

- Where is he now?
- That is a good question.

Uh, after he lost his license
in the 90s, he disappeared.

Oh, there it is.
Somebody ordered it last month,

and it was sent back as undeliverable.

Can I see that envelope?

Self storage, Niagara Falls.

Can I keep this?

Whoever was renting this unit paid cash.

They stopped paying last month.

I was about to start clearing it out.

Looks like somebody was living here.

These are all kid's clothes.

What's the name on the agreement?

Uh, let's see.

Walker, Julian.

Tell me what you see.

A pile of sand.

What's in the pile of sand?

I see my father.

I see my father.

And then?

What do you want to do?

- There you are.
- What is all this, huh?

What you think you're doing?

Oh, don't leave the door wide open.

I wandered around in the dark
for a little while,

but I am on to you now.

I knew you'd find your way.

Make yourself at home.

I don't think so.
I'm heading out of here.

No, no, no. It's too late for that now.

We'll go in the morning,
when it's light out.

Hey, are you... are you
playing games with me?

Is that it? Is that it, huh?

Finally, there you are.

You're limping.

Sit down.

Sit.

It's swollen, and I don't have any ice.

Too tight?

No.

Don't move.

- Who's on the mantle?
- The Beacon.

He was the leader of Mosswood

back when Mosswood had a leader.

This is his cabin.

What time is he expected home?

He's gone now.

But he did most of his
writing and meditating

right here in this room.

Green tea. Not Jimson Weed.

This is where he developed the ideas

I'm trying to pass on to my son.

And those are what?

Most of us spend our lives
trying to suppress

the parts of ourselves
we deem inappropriate.

We spend our lives trying to detach

from all of that beautiful feeling.

And it doesn't work, does it?

Julian is a new kind of man.

At one with nature.

Fluid with all of the darkness,
and all of the light.

You're never going to show me

what the work actually is, are you?

You've already been doing it.

Can I ask you?

Did your mother ever leave you
lost in the woods?

I'm not here to talk about my mother.

What are you feeling right now?

Be honest.

I don't trust you.

That's fear.

I'm scared, too.

And a sexual pull, right here.

- What are you doing?
- I don't know.

There's no way to know.

What else?

Anger.

Rage.

Oh...

And underneath that rage,

if you could just taste what's there.

What would it be?

Mom?

Mom?

Oh, God, oh, God.