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Previously on "Chance"...

Patient's medicating

for type 2 diabetes.

My son cannot take care of himself.

I don't know what you know about my son's history,

but I want to be very clear:

Darius is dangerous.

To himself, but also to others.

It seems like D's father is keen to be rid of him.

But he's been looking for him for years.

He's a wealthy and powerful man

and he hates that boy.

Jaclyn, it's Eldon.

Things have gotten really bad.

Aah!

I need you to call me, please, as soon as you can.

You have to pack enough to last you both a while.

Go somewhere, stay there until you hear from me.

She was actin' weird,

started tellin' me this wild story.

What was the story? - About this doctor.

He told her he was gonna help her get clean,

but he just wanted her for some kind of sex slave

and she busted him in the head and got away.

- Gayland Parks. - We're leaving.

- What do you mean, leaving? - Now he thinks

they're after him, whoever he competes with

in this sex business of his

that I'm not supposed to know anything about.

It was such a beautiful couple of days,

imagining what could be.

You're such a good man.

You must want things, but, you don't take them.

You let me breathe.

You're insane.

How insane are you?

I don't know why you're even here,

but you need to leave, right now.

Jaclyn, I'm not leaving without you.

Sandro looking for you.

He says Ray called. - I'm walking this guy out.

Tell Sandro to take a pill. - What the fuck, Jackie?

Where the fuck you goin' now?

- No? - Not thirsty.

Si Sandro o alguien pregunta,

no nos has visto pasar por aquí.

Nos fuimos así a la licorería.

- Sí. - ¿De acuerdo?

Jaclyn.

That's not gonna work.

You're a good person.

Yeah, you said that before, but look where we are now.

Maybe I'm not as good as you say.

Maybe I'm stronger than you think.

I want to talk to Jaclyn.

I know you do, but I'm here now, Doctor.

What happened to Raymond?

Did you do that to him?

Did you do it for me?

You are insane.

Where's your car?

For us to discharge any patient

who's not fully alert and oriented...

I was told that his blood sugar had stabilized.

For the moment,

but his condition remains precarious.

Now, your son needs to know why he's here.

He needs to understand what to do, moving forward.

Doctor, look, I'm sorry, okay?

You have all averted a tragedy,

without question,

but my son is a violent man

and I've tried to be very clear about that.

I can have an ambulance here this afternoon.

I believe you,

but until your son can sign his own waiver,

or until he's released to the care of another doctor,

what you're asking for is going to have to wait.

This is protocol.

Just tryin' to think of your safety, doctor.

And protocol is for our safety, too.

If you'll excuse me.

Nursing supervisor,

dial the operator, please.

Jim Harris heads up

the endocrinology division at Cal,

so if they'll only release Darius

into the care of another doctor, I'll call Jim.

By the way, do we know

what Darius was doing at Golden Gate Park?

All right, check into the ambulance services,

anyway, see what they have available.

Fuck protocol. - Right.

Cardiology to ER.

Cardiology to ER.

That's where... Hey.

This goes down one of two ways, buddy.

You with me?

Yeah.

No!

- You'll be happier

with me not around, so keep your mouth shut.

They'll find you soon enough.

Ah.

We good?

Yeah. - Okay.

You better take a fuckin' meter.

You're lucky to be alive.

It's in my left pocket.

Test strips and lance are in the other pocket.

Stay between 70 to 150.

It gets double that,

drop what you're doin' and find help.

Thanks.

I'll keep that in mind.

Cardiology, please dial extension 255.

Cardiology, 255, please.

You still want Jaclyn here?

Freud once said

that he'd come to regard any sexual act

as involving at least four people, so.

Well,

according to the sign, the maximum occupancy

of this room is five, so, we're good.

Fuck him, anyway.

Freud.

I have toys.

Turn cumming into a religious experience.

Or so I'm told.

Hmm. This is nice.

Let me show you.

No.

Fine.

Try something else?

There's more to try.

You could hit me.

Master me.

Stop it. Just stop it.

Uh-oh. Is the doctor in now?

Yes.

And I want Jaclyn here.

She's not coming back, buddy.

What can I say?

It's just you and me.

You walked with her and held her hand,

you made love to her in your bed,

and, now, you want her here.

Your special lady friend.

But she's not coming.

Because you won't let her?

Is that it?

'Cause you're afraid to?

Afraid?

Listen, sometimes it feels like there's ones in here

who could swallow me with a glass of water.

You must be so tired.

You don't even know, Doc.

So, tell me.

You work at that massage place

because you want to, or because he makes you?

Let's just say we like to pilfer a john

now and then,

because it drives him fucking nuts.

Who's "we," you... You and Jaclyn?

Well, Jaclyn does the books.

She's good at that.

Good at taking a beating every now and then, too.

Well, we all take those.

But they hurt Jaclyn the most.

Two farmers meet on the road.

One has a pig.

He's holding the pig up to eat the leaves of a tree.

And the second guy says, "What are you doing?"

The first guy says, "I'm feeding my pig."

And then the second guy says, "Oh,

that must take a lot of time."

First farmer says,

"What's time to a pig?"

That's a riddle.

Or what is it?

No, I hate riddles.

It asks you to consider

whether the baggage you carry

is really necessary,

or if it could just be set aside,

if only you'd try.

That girl you stalked.

Was she a patient?

Raymond showed me her file.

He wanted me to see it.

Thought it would scare me off.

But it didn't.

Honestly, it... made me jealous.

But enough about me.

Tell me about her.

Allan's Antiques. This is Carl.

What's up, boss? - Oh, my God in heaven.

Where are you?

Walking down California.

You don't sound so good, son.

I'm right as fucking rain.

Just listen.

Meet me in Huntington Park.

Bring... my... meds.

Please.

Suicide watch.

For how long?

Couple o' weeks.

Give or take.

My memory of it's not the best.

Did you see her after, ever, seen her since?

No.

And, between her and me, there was no one else?

Not like that.

Not like you.

There was my wife.

She didn't know what she was getting into.

Still doesn't.

But Suzanne does.

Is that why she agreed to help me?

Help us both.

So, tell me about Gayland Parks.

What was he to you?

A mark, a client,

a john to be pilfered?

The fuck do you know about Gayland Parks?

I got into his computer.

Read some of his reports.

How did you do that?

Does Raymond know you did it?

Are you afraid I'll tell him?

You know things aren't always safe with me.

That's a risk I'm gonna have to take.

He is your knight, after all.

No, he isn't.

But he wasn't always what he is now, either.

What changed him?

I don't know.

Maybe it was me.

Maybe that's what I do.

What do you think?

Do you think that, too?

I think that you should confess.

I think you should come clean.

I think you should plead self-defense

in concert with diminished capacity.

No, listen. Listen to me. Listen!

This is what I do. I spend half my life

in court. I've seen these things a hundred times.

I know what I'm talking about.

He is not gonna survive prison.

You will.

You will do time.

You'll go to a... A state hospital,

or maybe a minimum- security prison.

It's not gonna be easy,

but when it's done, it's done.

And you're free.

And I'll be waiting.

You're fucked, is what I think.

We're kind of both fucked, but,

at least he likes me.

I have a friend.

A cop.

Oh, fantastic.

An honest cop.

A unicorn.

Is that who helped you get the computer?

No.

He can help. He is helping.

I can help you get well.

He can help with the rest.

You could beat this.

You could be whole.

In a way, it's kind of beautiful,

how crazy you are.

Agh! But you are crazy.

And a shitty liar.

Jaclyn's been doing the Euro Massage books

for years, now.

End of the week, every week.

And, every week, I skim a little off the top.

My mad money, my rainy-day fund.

Plus, I make copies.

The books should be enough to hang Raymond,

if he doesn't hang you first.

Help me get them and then help me go.

All right?

I thought you said that leaving

was an impossibility.

I'm talking about disappearing.

There's a difference.

Can't sit there, if you're not gonna...

I'll play you for a soda.

What do you have?

IOU.

You can have my robe.

Man, no.

10 bucks. I'm good for it.

Ride's on the way. Just thirsty, is all.

10 bucks for a soda?

Crazy motherfucker is what you are.

You... You need to go away.

5-minute game, no penalties, no bonuses.

I don't have 5 minutes, crazy man.

I got one. I win, you walk.

I win? - You get a soda.

Go.

You play a pretty good game.

For a crazy fuck in a bathrobe?

You play a better one.

I haven't seen that opening in a long fuckin' time.

Damn, man. Hey, you must be thirsty.

No. You won; I lost.

Stay here.

D.

What have I told you?

You bring the meds?

Of course.

Awesome.

Let me get a $20.

3 minutes.

I told you, man. Don't fuckin' ask me again.

Sell me a quarter.

Come on, man, quarter, and I'm gone.

You already gone, bathrobe.

Ooh!

Your game is good, but you need new shoes.

Now, give me a soda.

Peace and love.

You're not well.

And what was all that just now,

when you might be dying?

Training exercise.

Practice focus under extreme duress.

Need to get back to the fucking chess table.

My game's gotten weak.

Show me what you brought.

I'm taking you to a hospital,

a different one, and don't argue with me.

D!

Okay, then.

Where do you want to go?

Take me to the shop, first.

I need to get beautiful.

Hola, Jackie. ¿Cómo estás?

Me voy, Lina.

Venga, pues, pásele.

Cuídate, Jackie.

It's all here.

How much he makes,

how he cleans it, where it goes.

Your cop friend will understand it,

even if you don't.

Jaclyn.

She said you weren't coming back.

She just wanted to be the one with you.

I think she gets tired, being the strong one.

How do you know that?

I don't.

I just feel it.

The lines blurring.

We had a deal.

Now I've gotta go.

What if you didn't have to?

What if Raymond was gone?

He's not. - He will be.

You hope.

But, even if he is gone,

I can't be here.

Look at us.

I could never have imagined

what's happening to me.

The lines blurring.

It's... It's terrifying.

I know that it's right and I know

it's because of you, but,

it's confusing.

So much that it hurts.

It will hurt less, eventually.

But you have to stop running.

You're right.

I know you're right.

Take me to the bus station.

450.

That's what it says.

What's it supposed to say?

What it is.

There's a reason that you were in the hospital, D.

You can't play with this.

You have to go back.

What part of "they found me"

don't you get, Carl? I'm fuckin' lucky

they didn't find this place, too.

Doc Chance was smart,

must've told the EMTs to lie, if Frank asked.

I don't know how he thought to do that.

He is a gift from the Almighty.

And if he were here now, he'd be on my side.

And he would tell you to go right back to...

Well, maybe not that hospital,

but to a hospital.

I don't need one.

The medic'll take care of me.

The medic is not a doctor.

He's probably saved more lives

than any doctor you know.

That's why he had you on animal tranquilizers

when we first met, hmm?

I busted my ankle.

It hurt like a bastard.

The label even read,

"Not for human consumption."

Listen, if I go under before we get there,

you just keep driving, okay?

It's an hour away.

You've made yourself into a fort, son,

impenetrable, lethal, and I understand that.

But the one person left who can bring you down

is right there, inside those walls with you.

I take no pleasure in violence.

Now, that said,

were you to plot a singularly brutal way

to bring about the demise of your father,

I'd be there to help you.

It'd all be blood under the bridge to me.

I know, brother.

Now, get me home.

- There you go.

Thanks.

Next person in line.

It's better if you don't know where.

You're probably right.

I'll be in touch.

When it's safe.

What time does your bus leave?

20 minutes.

Stay with me?

Of course.

Bus arriving 15 minutes.

Bus arriving 15 minutes

at gate number 3.

Next, please.

Hey.

She what?

Then what happens?

She's probably just got it turned off.

Yeah. Sit tight.

I will.

My daughter.

I sent them out of town to be safe.

I couldn't tell them why they had to go

and Nicole got angry.

She left the house they're staying in.

She won't answer her phone.

Christ!

Go.

It's okay. I want you to.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I am.

For everything.

I know, in another age, the world,

they would've burned me for a witch.

Go. Talk to your cop friend,

tell him everything.

Find your daughter.

Make your life whole again,

like the good person you are.

You're a good person, too, Jaclyn.

You're soldiering on in the dark.

Remember that.

It's right over there.

Hi. I need to see Detective Hynes.

Is he available?

Got a guy out here for Hynes.

Okay.

Detective will be out in a minute.

Wait over there.

- Hanson? - Yes, sir.

What can I do for you, sir?

I was looking for Detective Hynes, Kevin.

He's not around,

but I can probably help,

if you tell me what it's about.

Okay.

Do you happen to know when he might be here?

'Cause hi-his cell k-keeps going to voicemail.

Do you mind me asking,

when'd you last talk to him?

A couple of days ago. Why?

He didn't come in for a shift today.

Didn't call, either.

Ollie.

Lou wants you.

Give me one minute, okay?

Nurse, dial 182, please.

Dr. Forest, please dial 118.

Yeah.

What do you want?

Me? Nothing.

But someone else wants to talk to you.

Have a seat.

Darius left the hospital.

He's good at that, as I'm sure you know.

I also know that you're not his doctor,

but you are a doctor, so I'm sure you're aware

of the danger to his health, and to others.

Would you like a drink?

Look like you could use one.

Yes, sir.

Please.

What do you want?

What else would I want?

Your help.

I don't know where he is.

I want to gain conservatorship of him.

The recommendation from an esteemed

neuropsychiatrist, such as yourself,

could clear that path considerably,

if not completely.

Sir.

D is an adult.

He's chosen to separate from his family of origin.

Darius's judgment cannot be trusted.

Your judgment of his judgment

is subjective. He has rights.

He's mentally disabled.

I have a responsibility here, and so do you.

I'm not his doctor.

Remember? I'm just his friend.

Which I find interesting, your friendship.

And the question as to what

he might've done to earn that "friendship."

He witnessed the death

of his mother and his brother.

He sustained a traumatic brain injury.

He was essentially deserted

and then repeatedly raped as a child,

his pleas for help, ignored.

None of this done by him, all of it done to him.

Okay.

Then help him, Doctor.

Help your friend.

And then, I'll help you.

Speak a number,

any number, out of your wildest dreams.

Does D have money?

I'm sure I've seen this before.

Trusts and estates up for control,

greed disguised as loving concern.

No matter how much money you say you have,

it's just not enough?

No, but that's not it.

At least, not completely it.

And fear for strangers,

the safety of strangers, that's not it.

And fear for D's safety, that's sure as hell not it.

My guess

is that you haven't slept a solid night

in two decades.

You're afraid you're gonna open you're eyes

and he's gonna be bending over you in the night.

Of course, you get him confined,

then, that fear goes away and you can sleep.

Although God knows how.

You made D.

Or, more to the point, I suppose,

you allowed him to be made.

You volunteered your son to be a victim.

- Yeah. - Wh... Where is she?

We found her at your place.

Now, she's here.

'Til you give the boss what he wants.

Yes! I'll gi-I'll... Whatever he wants.

What does he want? What?!

His wife.

You bring her back by tomorrow.

I can't.

I can't. I took her to the bus station.

She... I... She didn't tell me where she was going.

She's gone!

All right? Please.

Come on, man, just please,

please, don't hurt my child.

Hello?

You bring his wife back to him,

or he gives your daughter to me.

Is he here?

D left the hospital.

He's safe.

There was someplace he needed to be.

What place?

Blackstone has my daughter.

He took her. I need D.

Were you followed?

No.

Are you certain?

Yes.

Come with me.

Jesus Christ.

How much further, Carl?

I'm violating a trust by bringing you here.

What do you mean?

Sworn to secrecy about this place,

and now I'm coming uninvited,

with a guest, and without D.

D is here?

It's where I left him, yes.

I cannot guarantee how we'll be received here.

Fuck, I have done this, Carl.

I have done all of this.

This is... This... This...

Uh, dominoes falling, this is all on me.

You wanted to help someone.

Is that so bad?

You are a doctor, after all.

Meaning "do no harm,"

not "run amok like a mindless..."

Man? You know, you're one of those, too.

And what do men do, after all, besides run amok?

We heap upon ourselves more trouble

than that ordained by the gods.

And no one gets out alive.

It's what you do while you're here

that counts, or not.

Or not.

Ahh, this is it.

We should walk from here.

That's what they call it.

What are you gonna do?

Carl's here.

Get on your feet. That's right.

You all right?

Good evening, gentlemen.

We're here for D.

You been here before.

A physician.

A friend of D's.

Wait here.

Big dog.