All language subtitles for The Killing S03E08 Try_x265_720p_BluRay_30nama_30NAMA

Easy, easy.

Just m...

Where's your gun?

It's on my right hip,

under my jacket.

And your phone?

Your radio?

I don't have a radio.

My phone is in
my other jacket pocket.

Put on your seatbelt.

Let's go.

Where do you want to go?

Away from the lights.

Your car at the station--
you wanted us to find it?

You think I wanted this?

You could have gotten
on a train.

And go where?

Tell me.

Everything I had is here,
and now it's gone.

I didn't plan anything.
I...

Things happen.

Things can get
really out of control.

But I can help you.

Did you want to help me when
I was minding my own business?

No.

You show up on my doorstep,

and you stick that badge
in my face,

and you have the audacity
to question my intentions.

You treat me like
I'm some kind of a pervert.

Why?
Because I help kids.

I do what no one else
wants to do.

Deigns to do.

And I end up with a target
on my back for it.

These kids are in so much pain.

If only you could see
what's going on inside them.

You have no idea.

But I see them.

Don't move.

Okay, you don't need
to point the gun at me.

Shut up.

Go. Go!

All units report
to King Street station.

Watch it, dick.

Pick up your damn phone,
all right?

- Skinner's got every uni in the
city en route. - Hey. What the hell?

I've been calling you all night.
You don't answer your calls?

- What's wrong with you?
- I'm a bit caught up right now.

Look, between the 12 trains
that already left the station,

- we got to eyeball about 1,600 people.
- Lyric is gone!

Bullet, what are you
talking about?

Pastor Mike took her!

What?

He made Lyric go to his house.

He wouldn't let her
stay at Beacon.

- When?
- Tonight.

She called me all scared,

saying he was trying
to kill her.

Where'd they go?

Think, Bullet.

She say where they were going?

The woods.

She said he's taking her

to where he killed
all the other girls.

The woods we found
the bodies in?

When'd your CI get this?

Around 8:00.
It's when she said she called,

right before we hit the house.

So his car at the train station
is some kind of decoy?

Could be.

Is the Pastor that smart?

I mean, that's some
"Spy Vs. Spy" shit.

Well, he'd have to be some kind of
idiot to go back to those woods.

It's what she said, Loo.

We're already spread thin
searching those trains.

Now you want a full search
of a four-mile park.

Yeah.

You trust this CI?

No doubt, sir.

- Pull half our guys, get them to the park.
- Okay.

I'll call in Air Support.
Where's Linden?

I don't know.

Well, get her in!

We need all hands on deck.

If we're gonna drive around
all night,

do you mind if
I have a cigarette?

Yes, I do.

Your car already smells
like an ashtray.

I do understand your work.
I grew up in foster care.

Bounced around different homes,
different schools,

even ran away a few times.

You want to know
what the worst part was?

Pity.

People paint a picture
of you in their heads,

and they don't see you,
who you really are.

That's what they taught you,
I suppose.

Humanize yourself
so the abductor won't kill you.

It won't work.

We're gonna do
another sweep

of the north perimeter
of the park.

We still got nothing.
Over.

There's a fork in the
road past Lexington, Pastor.

Stay left.

Is the park
fully contained yet?

Copy. Canine units aren't
picking anything up. Over.

We lose the choppers in 20.

Hansen, you're losing
your eye in the sky.

You gotta move.

We're gonna push
towards the marshes,

but we got nothing
in the park so far. Over.

Keep looking.

Someone's sitting
on the channel.

Radio 15035.

Task force-- that's you.

My CI swore
they were in the woods.

Could have come and gone
by now.

Someone's mike's open.
Camping on the channel.

Repeat-- we got an open mike
from radio 15035.

035?

That's Linden's radio.

I know you're angry,

but you need to think
about your options.

Everyone shut up!

Like what?

Shut up!!

Beacon is gone.

Everything I built is gone.

Linden's with the Pastor.

When'd you last see her?

With you, at the train station.

You have choices right now.

But if my guys find out
you're pointing a gun at me,

I can't help you...

Dispatch to 15035.

Dispatch to 15035.

All units,
this is Lieutenant Skinner.

An officer's making an emergency
broadcast on channel 7.

All units, switch to L-TAC
until further notice.

If I don't report in and we
keep driving around the city,

someone is bound to notice.

They're in the city.
Call off all searches-- now!

Put out a BOLO
on Linden's vehicle.

Seattle all, King County all.

Phone--
what about her phone?

Her phone is off, sir.

I've been trying it nonstop
since you told me to.

Have you ever seen
what heroin does to a kid?

What withdrawal is like?

When I worked the jails, yeah.

She was a junkie.

A junkie whore.

That's all they are
to this world.

Human garbage, these kids.

No one cares.

No one goes looking for them.

You do.

That's right.

I do.

Do you know
about the girl in Tempe?

Never meant to hurt her.

Was she your first?

Why did I think I could talk
to you about it?

You're a cop.

You punch a clock,
you collect a paycheck,

and you go home
and you tell everyone

what a difference you made.

You're nothing
but a well-trained dog.

You have no idea
what being a cop is like.

You try...

but you have go to home
at night,

worried you didn't do enough--
maybe you missed something.

You fail every day,
and you keep coming back.

That's what I do every day.

Yeah.

So I understand.

I do.

Come on, Linden.
Just keep him talking.

Keep him talking.

The bridge is up.

Are you sure you want to go
this way?

I didn't tell you
to get on the bridge.

Bridge is up.
It's the drawbridge.

What's the range
on these radios?!

30, 35 miles.
She's in county,

but we got
multiple drawbridges.

- Ballard, Fremont, University--
- Find out which ones are up.

I want units
over there right now.

What about Air Support?

They ran out of fuel
searching the parks.

It will be at least 20 minutes
before they're in the air again.

Ballard and Southwest
Spokane bridges are up.

Please advise.

Great. They're on opposite ends
of the damn city.

I want units on both of them
right now.

Right now!

You can talk to me.

Tell me about the girl
in Tempe.

You said you tried to help her.

She was an addict.

I listened to her beg...

scream at me to let her out.

No other program
would take her.

Either they run out of funds,
they didn't have beds,

they gave up--
it's the same story.

"Let her out."
I don't-- I don't understand.

Well, what do you say
to someone

who's been throwing up

and crying themselves dry
for three days?

"You made me promise"?

All I did was go to the store.

She got out,

and she told the neighbors
that I kidnapped her.

You were detoxing her?

And no one believed me.

They all looked at me
like you are right now.

You know, a grown man...

with a teenage girl
in his house for days.

I lost my ministry.

I lost everything.

You have no idea
what I went through.

You sit there and you judge me.

I lost my son.

What?

Did he die?

No, not that.

I was in a custody battle
with his father,

and I ran out of money first.

They said he was a more fit
parent than I was.

More capable of caring
for my son.

So... I understand.
I get it.

50 bucks says
she starts crying.

You think that's funny?

That's funny to you?

Get out of here
before I break your face.

Turn in here.

What is this place?

Just do what I tell you.

What's going on?

Battery's dying,
or they're moving out of range.

Come on, Linden.

Why are we here?

Keep driving.

Over there.

Why are we here?

I used to find them
hanging out down here.

Turn off the car.

You...

can explain...

what really happened.

They'll believe you.

No, they won't.

You didn't, did you?

You don't have to do this.

Turn it off.

I'm having a cigarette.

I lied to you before.

About my son.

I didn't lose him
in a custody battle.

Nobody took him from me.

I lost him all on my own.

I let him go.

I didn't know how to tell him...
"This is all I've got".

"I can't give you...

any more.

This is what I am."

When he was 4 or 5,

I used to...

come home
and he'd hear me and...

run and hide under the blankets
of my bed.

There'd just be
this big lump...

right in the middle, and...

I'd pull back the covers...

act like
it was a big surprise...

that he was in there.

He'd start cracking up.

And that was it.
That was...

That was all he wanted.

He must've done it
a hundred times.

Sometimes the ones who hide

are the ones who want
to be found the most.

I don't want to be here.

Can you take me to the water?

Please?

Yeah.

Where are we going now?

You said you wanted...
to go... water.

Where near the water?

That bridge over there--
is that where we're going?

I found my friend
standing there...

up on that bridge one night.

Standing right in the middle
of the highway.

Why are you telling me this?

He had lost hope, too.

He thought
there was no going back.

But there's always a way back.

A way home.

What he... did.

- The damn battery's going.
- Shut up.

He didn't think
he could make it right.

But I found him there.

He was lost
and had nowhere to go.

He was standing
on the median--

alone, hopeless.

He was my good friend,

and he was up on that bridge

thinking he didn't have
anyone left.

The Biltmore pier.

The Biltmore pier.
She's at the Biltmore pier!

All available units,

Linden's taking the suspect
to Biltmore pier.

- Get over there right now!
- Copy that.

I let it happen again
with Angie.

She would rather bleed to death
in a drain pipe

than go to a hospital,
go back into the system.

You were the one
that took her to the vet.

Angie Gower.

I paid him $800 in small bills.

Donation money.

There was a whole bunch
of ones in there.

You found it, right?

Yes, we did.

You should have told us
the truth.

Would you have believed me,
knowing about Tempe?

What is that?

Give it to me.

Give it to me!

Hang on a second!

I haven't touched it.

No one's coming.
It's just us.

Pull the car over.

You don't have to do this!

Listen to me.

You don't have to do this.

You're making a mistake.

Please.

Just talk to me.

We can talk.

Get on your knees.

I'm right here.
Just talk to me.

Don't do this.
Please.

Oh, God.

Please.

Please forgive me, Father.

I've fallen so short.

I don't know what to do.

I failed them.

On the pier--
get your hands in the air!

Show me your hands!

- Put your hands in the air!
- Show me your hands! Stand up!

- Show me your hands!
- Get up!

Get your hands
out of your pockets.

Get your hands
out of your pockets!

Get your hands out
or they'll shoot you!

He doesn't have a gun!
Don't shoot him! He doesn't have a gun!

Take your hands
out of your pockets!

You make these men shoot you,
they'll carry it all their lives.

Get out of the way, Sarah.

- On your knees!
- He doesn't have a gun.

On the ground.
On the ground!

Check that he's secure.

No weapons!

Let's go.

Watch yourself.

Did you talk to the cop?

No, she hasn't
returned my calls.

I need to talk to her.

There must be something
she can do.

She said she believes
I'm innocent.

Ray...

all your appeals,
the final decisions,

they've come and gone.

But-- but she helped
put me away,

so there's got to be something.

I'm sorry.

If she had anything meaningful,
we'd have known by now.

There's got to be something.

I don't want to hang.

I'll take injection.

I need to ask you...

after it's done...

your remains--

I need your instructions
on what to do with them.

You need to talk to that cop.

If you don't make a decision,

uh, there's the county grave.

It's just a marker
and a number.

I'm sorry, Ray.

On the gate!

Come on.

Come on.
Come on, inmate!

- Jesus!
- What the hell's going on?

What's wrong with him?!

Seward! Look at me.
Look at me!

Damn it!

Damn it, I said look at me!

Look at me.
Look at me!

Stay looking in my eyes.
Stay right here.

You're not dying!
You hear me?

You're not gonna die!
I want you to breathe.

Slow the hell down.
Just breathe.

Keep looking at me.
You'll be all right.

You're having a panic attack.
That's all.

Just breathe.

Just breathe.

That's it.

Okay?

Okay.

What are you looking at?

Let's go. Get up.
Get up. Come on.

Sorry, Detective Linden,
there's no smoking in here.

- Detective Linden.
- What?

How's she doing?

She's giving them hell.

I'm sorry.
I can't tell you more...

What about the Pastor?

The lab said the blood
in his car

is a match for Angie Gower.

But no other blood was present.

He's not our guy.

I have work to do.

He didn't do the girls
in the retention pond.

He was in Mexico City
for most of '09.

We just got confirmation
from the embassy.

...by the waterfront
this morning.

And that girl, the one your CI

alleged was with the Pastor?

Patrol just picked her up
a half-hour ago.

She was out hustling--

all night.

No, he had her at his house.

She walked out.

Simple as that.

So your CI lied to you.

So you make this right.

The hell...?

You junkyard little bitch.

You almost got
my partner killed.

You lie to me?

After what I've done for you?

You think you can sit there
and lie to my face?

Get off me!

You get out of here right now

before I kick your little wannabe
ass right here right now.

You ain't done nothing for me.

Kallie's still out there.
You ain't found her.

You ain't found nothing!

You get out of here right now

before I bury your ass so deep
in the foster-care system

you'll never get out.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm not your friend.

I don't give a shit about you.

You're just a nobody,

nothing, punk-ass kid.

Now get out!

Get out of here.

Get out of here!

Go to hell!

...and while Pastor
Mike Sheehan has been arrested

for the role he played
in this morning's kidnapping,

he is no longer a suspect

in our ongoing
serial investigation.

It's been over three weeks

since the bodies
were recovered.

Are you any closer
to an arrest?

The bottom line is,

my guys are working
24 hours a day

following every possible lead.

Lieutenant,
are you losing confidence

in the ability of the task force
to even catch this killer?

Absolutely not. I have full
confiden--

You left your keys in the door.

I got chow mein, egg rolls,
lemon chicken for you,

and fortune cookies.

What more could you want?

Lyric!

Lyric, what the hell?
Are you okay?

Where have you been?
What happened?

Nothing. Jesus.

You told the cops
I was missing?

They questioned me out here
for like an hour.

They called my parents.

Why didn't you call me,
find me, something?

Find you?
I don't belong to you.

I'm with Twitch.
Okay?

Sorry.

I'm not gay.

You know?

Yo, Poochie.

You holding?

Yeah. So?
You don't mess with no junk.

Look, just sell to me or don't.

I ain't got time
for your ratchet ass.

It's all good, girl.
Damn.

So, what, you want points?

Any word on Kallie?

It sucks, yo.
I'm sorry.

Whatever.
Later.

Hey, you be careful, B.

Some girl copped from
me not two hours ago.

She got a finger chopped off.

What do you mean?

It's crazy, right?

Said she was gettin'
the hell out of dodge.

Thanks for the takeout.
Nice of you to do that.

Yeah, well, you are welcome.

I needed an excuse
to get out of there anyway.

If one more person
asks me if I was all right,

I swear...

Well, are you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Thought I lost you there
for a second.

Just when I was getting used
to you.

That was scary, huh?

I couldn't see him, you know?

Just his eyes in the mirror.

And his voice.

I kept thinking that

this must have been what it was
like for all those girls.

How alone they must have felt.

Just his eyes, you know,
looking at them.

Knowing that that was the last
thing that they were gonna see.

Only it wasn't him.

I should have got there sooner.

You got there.
You found me.

You go through that thing
every night or what?

They're gonna kill him
in two days.

Francis didn't happen
to tell you

where he was going after work,
did he?

Um...

just going home.

He hasn't been home
in a couple of days.

Look, I know what you must
think of me,

but... it ain't easy
living with a man like him.

Well, he's got a temper,
but he's not a bad guy.

Sometimes he doesn't come
home for nights on end.

And when he comes home,

he looks at me...

like he hates me.

I'm... sorry.
I don't know what I can do.

I don't have anyone
to talk to.

I'm scared.

Can you just sit with me?

Just for a little while.

I just need somebody--

just to talk to.

I'm sorry.

You're Angie, right?

Who the hell are you?

Bullet, friend of Poochie's.

So?

Look, you want to take off.

I get that.

But there are a lot of girls
that are still out there

that need your help.

No, I can't.

The man...

he'll find you...

he'll find me if I stay.

He'll kill me.

And ain't nothing
no one gonna do about it.

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.

- I-I told you I saw Poochie, right?
- Yeah, so did I.

Hey, look.
Look, it's a long ride.

- I can help take the edge off.
- I got what I need.

Yeah?

What about when you get there?

Dope sick ain't no way
to start a new life.

This is yours.

Just tell me who he is.

I can't.

Please.

There's nothing new here.

I've been through these
a million times.

The guy loves his kid.

That ain't no grift.

Birthday candle,
ding-dong.

It's more than my pops
ever done for me.

You're right.
I think he does care.

He's still gonna die.

My nephew Davie...

pops ran out on him, too,
before he was even born.

Told myself-- I promised
that I'd be that to him.

'Cause he didn't have
anyone else.

Didn't stop me
from stealing from him.

You're there for them now,
right?

Don't change what happened.

Doesn't matter how long
I'll be clean.

They're always gonna be
looking at me like...

Like they're watching...

Just waiting for me to fail.

That wasn't the impression
your sister gave me.

Or your nephew.

Maybe it's you who needs
to let go of the past.

That makes two of us, huh?

_

Look...

all I'm saying is,
there's no telling

what Seward might have done
even if he loved his kid.

So you think he did it.

What proof we got otherwise?

When we find the guy,
then we'll know.

And speaking of--
I gotta get some sleep.

Take a shower.

Hoo!

It's real bad.

It's real bad.

Back to Joe Mills' home videos
first thing.

You got tunnel vision.

Let me take a crack at this.

Mm.

Knock yourself out.

You've reached
Detective Stephen Holder.

Leave a message.

Holder

Look, I know I messed up, man,

but I got something for you,
for real.

Call me back
as soon as you can.

I know who he is.

Hey, I been here five minutes.

- A menu would be nice.
- Yep!

You have a prepaid call
from Elliot Bay Penitentiary.

Hello?

Did you talk to Adrian?

No.

His foster parents
won't let me.

Yeah, but you think
he knows something,

and that's why
you want to talk to him.

I can make that happen.

I didn't kill my wife.

I wasn't there,
and you believe me, don't you?

I do, yes.

Yeah, well, I'm running
out of time.

I'll make sure
you can talk to Adrian.

You need to help me.

Please.

You've reached
Detective Stephen Holder.

Leave a message.