All language subtitles for Mary Kills People S01E03

Hey, this is Joel Collins. I met a nurse
named Annie.

She said you could help me.

I believe we should be in
control of our life

and our death.
That's liberty.

And dying isn't a crime.

No, but helping people die
makes you a criminal.

Oh, my God.
You had sex with him.

And now you think you two are
gonna live

happily ever after.
He's dying.

Can you tell me again?

You told me how they do it in
Switzerland,

but I really want to hear how
you're gonna do it.

Des, he's a cop.
I almost killed him.

Get out now.

She's by her car,
can't see what she's doing.

- Please don't go.
- Augh!

God, Des, say something!

I really think
we need to help Charlie.

Sid, would you get Dr. Mary
Harris of 228 Maple Drive

what she came here for tonight?

Smile.

You sound like your mom.

I told her I took her drugs
from the shed,

and she said
she wouldn't tell anyone

if I cleaned up my act.

Wait.
She knew about it?

I, Troy Dixon,
choose to take my life.

I think you might know
my husband, Troy Dixon.

You don't get to play God,
Mary.

None of us do.

You got the wrong girl.

Listen to me.

Right now,
they don't have anything on us.

So we just need to be smarter.

Brother bought a coconut,
he bought it for a dime

His sister had another one,
she paid it for a lime

She put the lime
in the coconut

She called the doctor,
woke him up

And said, Doctor, ain't there
nothin' I can take?

I say, doctor,
to relieve this bellyache?

You put the lime
in the coconut

You drink 'em both together

Put the lime in the coconut
and call me in the morning

Whoo-whoo-whoo

Ain't there nothin'
I can take?

I said, Doctor, ain't there
nothin' I can take?

I said, Doctor, ain't there
nothin' I can take?

I said, Doctor,
you're such a silly woman

I thought Death always knocked
three times.

Guess you're safe...
for now.

- Larissa?
- Still asleep.

God, she sleeps like a teenager.

She is a teenager.

Yeah.

It's for after Irene,

assuming we don't end up in
jail.

New patient, new phone.

Smarter.

You know, I was thinking about
Irene.

If my family had the gene,
I'd want to know.

Oh, I say wait for the
symptoms.

Yeah, in the meantime, eat,
shag, and be merry.

Wouldn't you want to know
what kind of future

- you're facing?
- Oh, God no.

No, ignorance is bliss.

So early.

Morning, sleepy.
There's coffee in the kitchen.

- We're off.
- Okay.

- Keys?
- They're on the table.

Good luck.

So domestic.

Hey, here she is.

- She's leaving.
- Mm.

Don't get your hopes up.

She hasn't killed anyone in over
a week, right?

Must've been so hard for her.

All right, Mary, where are you
taking us?

Yeah, that's the same nursing
home surveillance saw her

going through a few days ago.

She visit anyone?

Yeah, visitor's log says 103.

It's on the left.

Right here. Right here.

"Exposing her milky white..."

Can I help you?

What's happening, Larissa?

- I don't know, Grandma.
- I'm Detective Gaines.

This is my partner, Detective Wesley.

You can't just barge in here.

You could've given my
grandma another stroke.

Apologies, but we're looking
for Dr. Mary Harris.

We have reason to believe she's
here.

No, Mary lent me her car to
visit my grandmother.

She hardly ever comes to visit.

I have to wait forever between chapters.

Yeah, because I don't have a
car, Grandma; I told you that.

Okay, do you know where Mary
is right now?

No, I barely even know her.

I mean, I, like, try to be
friends with her,

but she's aloof, like a cat.

That's why it was weird that she
lent me her car, but, you know,

people can surprise you.

So can cats.

So you have no idea where she is?

She left with my
boyfriend Des this morning.

But I don't know
where they went.

Are they in some kind of
trouble?

Hi.

We started early.

I hope you don't mind.

Not at all, no.

Day drinking is a highly
respected pastime

where I come from.

How are you feeling, Irene?

I woke up this morning

feeling incredibly peaceful.

Said she hasn't felt this way
since our wedding day.

Is that a compliment?

People always talk about jitters,

but I never had any of that.

On my wedding day,

I felt absolutely certain

we were making the right
decision.

To spend our lives together.

Mm.

You look beautiful, Irene.

Well, you never know who
you're going to see

on the other side.

I know what I want my last words
to be.

Are you ready?

We are.

There is beauty in the inevitable.

This car smells like cherries.

Can we keep it?

No, honey. It's a rental.

Hi, Dr. Harris.

Hi, Naomi.

My mom just wanted to say thank you

for letting me stay
over this weekend.

No problem.

Sweet ride.

It's a rental.

So what are they doing?

Are they going on a
trip or something?

Oh, no. My mom's just, like,

obsessed with design shows,
so she's helping Kevin...

We got to go get educated.

- Have a nice day.
- My mom is such a liar, okay?

We're skipping school.

Wait. I wrote a poem.

- Can I read it?
- Yeah, let's hear it.

"The spark turned cold,
a darkness bright.

"You had no voice,
we had no choice.

A ghost in my heart."

It's about Casper.

Do you like it?

Cambie, it's really good.

Thanks.

I'll see you after school, okay?

Okay.

Have a nice day.

- Hello?
- Hi, Ben. It's Mary.

I need to talk to you.

But not here.

You look well.

You know, I've had about all
the games I can take

for one morning, Mary,
so what do you want?

I need your advice.

Everywhere I go lately,
I feel like I'm being watched.

So I've thinking, maybe I have a
stalker.

Maybe he's dangerous.

Should I file a police report?

Yeah, you should.

I can have officers
at your home, at the hospital.

Anywhere you go, the cops will
be right there.

Why can't you just accept that
you were wrong about me,

that I'm just a doctor who
sometimes volunteers

with the terminally ill and that
you're just a cop

with a bad lead?

And we just ride off into the sunset.

Or maybe get a drink?

A week ago, you were ready to
give me

some kind of eternal cocktail.

If you hadn't figured out I was
a cop,

you'd be in jail right now.

Or maybe I'd be talking to my
lawyer about how the cop

who was supposed
to be investigating me

had sex with me instead.

I can live with that.
I can.

But can you live
with what you've done?

I haven't done anything.

My only crime was to feel sorry
for a desperate, dying man.

Do you feel sorry for all of
your patients, Mary,

or was I special?

You were the one that got away.

What messed you up, Mary?

- What?
- What messed you up?

You think you're above the law.

You're risking your life, your
daughter's life.

What messed you up?

You deceive people for a living.

Ben... is that still your name?

You do what you want,

but I think it's in your best
interest

if this case goes away.

I was awake all night

worrying about Irene,
about everything.

It was perfect.

No cops this time?

Would I be handing you this
envelope if there were?

I told you, the cops
don't have anything on us,

and I know how to stay ahead of them.

But, Annie, I don't want you
lying awake all night.

If you can't do
this anymore, I get it.

Morgan Lewis.

Cystic fibrosis.

33. He's young.

Well, I've been treating him for years.

He was in here last week.
He said that he feels like

he's drowning in slow motion.

He's ready.

You know I started carrying
my passport around?

Just in case.

Where would you go?

China, I guess.

The devil you know, right?

Are we crazy?

Yep.

We need a new plan.

She'll slip up.
They always do.

No, man, she's different.

She's smart.
She's careful.

She knows what to say,
what not to say,

the whole counseling cover story.

Yeah, you're right.

There's no way that Joel was her
only patient after Ethan.

No, no way.
There's got to be more.

I have an idea.

Let's run through our
sudden-death reports,

see if any connect back
to Eden General.

Okay.

I still don't understand how
you got this.

You said you work with kids,
but then you hardly ever

leave the apartment, except with Mary.

And then the shoulder,
the cops...

if we're gonna be in a relationship,

I think you should be honest with me.

Okay.

Okay, listen,

truth is, I don't wor with kids.

Mary and I are
end-of-life counselors.

We... we help people who are dying.

We talk to them,
show them their options.

Dark.

Yeah. Yeah, it is, sure,

but that's why I didn't tell you
about it in the first place.

But you know what?
Now that we're talking about it,

we're thinking about
opening up our own practice,

a haven
for the hopeless, if you will.

That is so great, Des.

It's like with my grandma,
you know?

Sometimes all she wants
is some company.

Mm-hmm.

Sharing is so hot.

Yes, it is.

What do we have?

Sid Thomas-Haye, gunshot wound
to the upper thigh.

Looks like a through-and-through injury.
Vitals are stable.

Start an IV.
Run normal saline.

- Officers.
- This patient's in our custody.

Yeah, I got that.
What happened?

Caught him in a shoot-out in
South Warren.

Had some drugs on him, so he's
looking at five years.

Look, I get you have a job to do,
but can you give us a bit of space?

All right, sorry.

Relax your eyes.

I know you.

- Let's get a mask on him.
- I know you.

Put your head down.
Breathe deeply.

Okay, get an X-ray to make sure
there's no bone damage,

5 milligrams of morphine,
and draw blood work.

Got it.

Dr. Harris to ICU.

What about the risks?

Well, sure, it's another operation,

so there's always a possibility
of complications.

Organ damage, stroke, death.

Someone's been Googling?

Matt, you just have to have
faith that Dr. Taylor's

gonna bring you through this.
Right, Doctor?

Hi, Sonia.
Matt.

Matt's gonna have his surgery
tomorrow.

For one second can we talk
about a complication

and I end up in a coma or...

or breathing through a tube or
something.

I don't want that.

Well, that's very, very
unlikely.

But it's possible, right?

Yes, it is possible.

And it's normal to be playing
out worst-case scenarios

in times like this.

But I assure you you've got the
best doctor in the city.

You're in great hands.

Oh, my goodness.

Matt.
What's going on?

Matt? Matt.

The wound in the heart has reopened.

- Let's get him to the O.R.
- Stay with me.

We are gonna take Matt down to
surgery right now.

- Matt.
- Let's go. Let's go.

Find out what O.R. is open.

Don't you worry. We're gonna
take good care of him.

Let's go.
Let's move it.

These are depressing the
shit out of me.

Yeah, it's like some morbid
game of "Where's Waldo?"

There are a lot of suicides.

Yeah, this woman starved
herself to death.

53, severe stroke, paralyzed,
except for one hand,

which she used to pull the
feeding tube out every time

her care worker put it in.

Care worker's only doing her
job, man.

Yeah, I know, but, I mean,
I'm just saying, you know,

who has the right to decide when
it's your time to go?

Certainly not Mary.

Yeah.

Troy Dixon.

Why do I know that name?

Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Okay, watch your back.
We're coming through.

Thank God.

He's been whining for a doctor
for a half hour.

Busy day.

How soon do you think he can
be discharged?

Probably tomorrow morning.

If we can keep him alive until then.

We have to.

Then we get him tied to his
shooter, and we're golden.

Doc, I got a bad feeling

in my chest,

and my heart is beating really
fast.

Mm-kay, let me listen.

That feeling in your chest,
it's anxiety,

pretty common after something
like this.

Maybe you should do some more
tests.

We already have.
Your X-rays show no

bullet fragments or bone damage.

I think maybe I should stay
here.

You're fine.

You'll be able to limp out of
here tomorrow.

Great.

You ever see a dead man walking?

Try to get some rest, okay?

You've been through a lot.

Hey, I figured it out.

You came by Grady's place last week.

You bought a shit ton of barbs.

Mouse ears.

No, that wasn't me.

Troy Dixon, the football player?

Yeah, I remember him.

We don't often get celebrities.

Pancreatic cancer.

It's an ugly disease,
a real dog.

Yeah, I'm sure. Look, it says
in your coroner's report

that he had bloodshot eyes.

Yeah, you often see blood
around the irises

when a patient's
struggling to breath.

Okay, but that can also be a
sign of overdose, right?

What are you implying, Detective?

Well, I'm... I'm just saying I
can see why someone in Troy's

case may want to check out
a little early.

And I'm trying to rule out whether
he had a little help or not.

Hmm, well, that's my job, and
I did rule it out.

Troy Dixon was in the late
stages of a terminal disease.

His wife confirmed that his
breathing

had been labored that day,

and I concluded it was natural causes.

And you're absolutely sure?

We have a saying
in my line of work.

"If you hear hoofbeats,
think horse, not zebra."

Relax.

I told them I was your brother.

I don't have a brother.

Couldn't tell them I was here
to see Sid,

not with all these police
around.

You know, I never should have
sent him into South Warren.

I saw this opportunity to expand
my business,

and I thought he could handle it.

- This is my fault.
- He's gonna be okay.

We're just waiting on
a few more tests.

I need you to be straight
with me, Mary.

But I don't give a shit about this

patient-doctor confidentiality.

You tell me the truth.

Really, he's gonna be fine.

All right.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm just doing my job.

You know, the police think
they're heroes

going after a guy like Sid.

But they don't want to do anything

about the beast that's
inside the addict

demanding to be fed.

They just want to pull
away the plate.

I really have to get back to
work now.

Mm.

I need you to get Sid out.

Either the guy that runs South
Warren is gonna finish the job,

or the police are gonna lock him up.

And this is on me, and I need to
protect him.

That's not my problem.

Mm...

I think you're gonna do what I'm
asking you, Mary.

I'm not helping you.

Grady was in my hospital.

Okay, I turned around,
and he was right there.

I can't just ignore him.

Yes, you can.
You have to.

He has shit on us, on me.

We don't know if he's gonna use
it to get what he wants.

Grady can't expose you without
exposing himself.

He won't risk it.

- We need a new supplier.
- Great idea.

- I'll put an ad in the paper.
- Des, I'm serious.

I don't need another reason to
be looking

over my shoulder right now.

Okay, look, we have enough
pento to get through

the next few jobs, right?

I'll look for a more affable
drug dealer,

but in the meantime,
you stay away from Grady, okay?

Then we can finally focus
on what matters.

Morgan Lewis.

Cystic fibrosis.

You know, Carly,
I saw your husband

play football in college.

He had a 75-yard once.

I was at that game.

He almost set a record.

Oh, he had a real gift.

So what is this about?

Well, Troy was treated at Eden
General, correct?

He ever talk to you about any of
his doctors or nurses?

I mean, the staff loved him.

He took pictures,
signed autographs.

But when it got really bad, he
just wanted to go home.

He didn't want people to
remember him like that.

His medical record said he had
about six months,

maybe even a year.

Didn't find it a little strange
that he died

only after two months?

Only two months?

Try two years.

That's how long he spent fighting.

I understand that Troy was
alone when he died.

He thought I needed a break.

And he seemed fine.

Well, you told the coroner
that his breathing

had been labored all day.

What is this really about?

Well, we're just trying to
clarify the circumstances

of your husband's death.

Troy had cancer.

He died.

Seems pretty clear to me.

I'd like to go now.

Well, there are other ways to
get information on Troy.

- She's hiding something.
- Damn straight.

She was probably sitting right
there when it happened.

If she helped, it will mess up
that life insurance check.

Yeah, exactly.

Dr. Harris.

Oh, Sonia, hi.
How are you doing?

Are you okay?

He was... he was buying me a bike

off Craigslist, you know?

That's why he was getting out cash.

That's why... I mean, 'cause I
wanted a stupid vintage bike.

It's not your fault.

He's on life support.

But Dr. Taylor says there are
more surgeries that can be done.

He needs my consent.

I know what... what Matt said
before the surgery.

But I think he was really scared,

and... and he had lost his faith.

And I couldn't live with myself
if I made a decision

based one something he said in a
moment of fear.

Well, what should I do?

It's not for me to decide.

But you're a doctor.

You deal with this stuff every day.

How... how do you decide when to
keep going

or when to stop?

You know, a patient said to me
once,

"There's beauty in the
inevitable."

She was facing death,
and she had accepted that

she had come to the end.

And there was more that I could
have done for her as a doctor,

but it wasn't my place to
question her decision.

It's like Ecclesiastes 3:11.

Oh, I don't know that one.

"He has made everything
beautiful in its time."

God has a plan.

And it's not our place
to question it.

We just have to trust
in His wisdom.

Then there's your answer.

I've been obsessing
about it all week.

I don't know.
I mean, it makes sense,

the phone, the cash, the drugs.

- Yeah.
- These eggs are gross.

And she lied for you,
which is crazy.

I... I don't know what I should
do, like...

Don't do anything, okay?

The best thing to do when your
mom's a drug dealer

is to just pretend it's not
happening.

Yeah, but it's dangerous if she...

Jess, you can't tell anyone, okay?

It would ruin your life,
and mine.

- Yeah.
- So...

any idea how we're going to pay
for this?

Uh... thought you had money.

I lied.

It's okay.
We can just dine and dash.

- You're insane.
- No.

Naomi. Naomi.
No, no, no, no.

Come on.
What are you doing?

Ladies, you forget to settle up?

Oh, no, we left the money
on the counter.

Hey, hey, stop.

Hey, you two, stop.
Stop.

What seems to be the problem?

This doesn't concern you, sir.

Well, these are my nieces,
so yes,

I think it concerns me.

These girls left without paying.

Oh.

Girls, I told you to wait
inside for me.

You know, these girls are...
They're home-schooled,

so things fall between the
cracks.

So what... what do you need, 20,
30 bucks?

40.

You girls ate a lot?

Make sure the waiter gets tipped.

Oh, my God. Thank you.

Yeah, thanks.

Who are you?

Why... why did you do that?

Mm, well, maybe I'm a good
Samaritan.

I was sure she'd pick Chad,
but she chose Brandon.

No matter how many times you
tell me, it'll never matter.

But it's the final rose.

- Hello.
- Hi, Mary.

Check your messages.

How did you get this number?

It's your lucky day.

We're moving you to
a private room.

- Why?
- What's going on?

He doesn't need immediate
attention, and we need the bed,

so we're sending him to ICU.

They know he's coming.

Excuse me, we're gonna need
to ride with him.

No more room.
Take the next one.

Room 141.

Chris Daniels, call 156.

Chris Daniels, 156.

Room 141.

Just before the chairs
on your right.

Okay, stand down.

I'm still alive.

You mind shutting the door on
the way out?

I'm gonna take a little nap.

I'm not sure I want to hear
about Hull's date last night.

You jealous?

Guaranteed I get more women
than both of you.

Sid, come on.

Put this on.

- What?
- Oh, relax.

She's probably playing hard to get.

Mm, probably.

So what do you think a good
follow-up emoji is?

- Oh, do that one.
- This one.

- No, I'm not doing that.
- That's just... no.

- Yeah, do it.
- Do it.

What am I in grade six?

That one.

- This one?
- Definitely.

This?

I'll take him from here.

I thought I was doing this.

I need to end this.

Open the door.

I think I should put you on
the payroll, Dr. Harris.

- Okay, we're done.

And if you ever go near my
family again,

- I'm calling the cops.
- Oh, come on, Mary.

Us criminals have to stick together.

Drive.

I have to go now.

Stay.

Thanks for this, man.

I owe you one.

What were you doing in South
Warren, Sid?

I was meeting a new client...

A potential new client.

What did you think was gonna
happen,

that you could just steal my
product and walk into South

Warren, and they're gonna
welcome you with open arms?

This really doesn't concern me.

I work hard to stay clean.

I run my business.
I pay my taxes.

And now you're in the system
again.

And see, I can do that math,
Sid.

Two drugs convictions plus a
weapons charge.

That equals you making a deal
with the police.

Come on, Grady.

Look, I know I've done some
stupid shit, all right?

But I would never do that.

I'll do the time.

You drop me to the police
station right now.

It's too late.

You can go.

Take care of that leg, okay?

Fresh bandages every day.

Keep it elevated to
reduce the swelling.

We have a coroner's letter to
release all the documents

pertaining to Troy Dixon,

nurses, doctors, anyone who
might have come into contact

with him while he was here.

What is this regarding?

It's regarding an
ongoing investigation.

We can't get into details right now.

All right, stay here.

I'm gonna make a phone call.

Excuse me.

- I have to go.
- Wait a minute.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I can't... I can't do this right now.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

I... I... I just have to get home
to my kids right now.

Okay, okay, okay, just wait.

Okay, look, just let me give you
my number, okay?

This is my personal cell.

If you need anything...

If you need anything at all,
you just call, all right?

That's... that's pretty.

- Did you get it?
- Yeah.

- Let me see.
- Here.

Oh, I'm Instagramming the
shit out of that.

- Look at this one.
- All right.

Your turn now, darlin'.

- No.
- Go, be a model.

No, no, no.
I can't do that.

- Look.
- Lookit.

- Stop it.
- Look at this one, though.

- Hey, Mom, look at this.
- So cute.

Okay, change of plans.
I have to work this weekend.

So go inside, pack your stuff.

I'm taking you to your dad's.

But you said we were gonna...

Cambie, we don't have time for
this; go inside.

Jess, I need to talk to you.

I think she's in trouble.

I know you skipped school today.

What? I don't know what
you're talking about.

Don't even try.

Now, Jess, when you're at
school, I know you're safe,

and when you're not, I don't
know that,

so you can't do that, all right?

You can't skip school.

You're such a hypocrite.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, do think what you're
doing is really safe, Mom?

Mary, hi.

Hi.

Is Kevin here?

- Kevin is at at The Home Depot.

Is everything okay?

Well, there's something going
around the hospital,

and we're short-staffed.

- I've been called in.
- Oh, okay.

- The girls are in the car.

- You have to work all weekend?
- Yeah.

I know you two are working on
the house, but...

free labor, right?

- I'd be so grateful.
- Of course. No problem at all.

Look, working mom.
I get it.

- Girls.
- Be happy to take them.

- Hey, Mom.
- Hey, sweetheart.

- Bye, Mary.

I'm so sorry I snapped at you
before, okay?

- It's okay.

Like my lips?

I love them.

Go in.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, no problem.

You know, I get it.

When I was single, I know,
it was super hard.

Yeah, it's really hard.

Ah, ah, ah, I thought you quit.

I did.

Took it up again, because...
let's see.

Grady's using my daughter to
blackmail me.

The cops are all over the
hospital.

I lost my burner phone,
and oh, yeah, Sid's dead.

What... what happened?

See, that's exactly what I've
been trying to figure out,

how I ended up risking my job
and my life and my kid

to help a psycho drug dealer
murder someone

right in front of me.

And the only thing I could think
of is you.

Wait, you're blaming me for this?

I wouldn't even know Grady if
it weren't for you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

You know Grady, because you
wanted to start this business.

You brought me into this, remember?

I brought you in because you
lost your medical license,

and I was trying to help you
feel like a doctor again.

Oh, no, bullshit.

This was never about me.

This was your crusade.

Because I wanted to help
people, give them a good death.

And to work out that shit
about your mom, mm?

Your complex with the law.

Come on, admit it.

You get off on getting away with
it, don't you?

I care about people.

That's why I became a doctor,
a real doctor.

Easy, easy.

Okay, Mary, yeah,
you're the real doctor.

You just care about people.
Everything's my fault.

Even though I'm the one that
told you

to stay away from Grady.

And I told you he came
after my kid.

I didn't have a choice.

I don't know. I feel like you
chose all of it.

Thanks for coming.

Yeah.

I was worried about you.

I saved some for you.

- What's with the motel?

I don't know. I guess I needed
to get away from it all.

Things got complicated
for you, huh?

"Life is a ride in the dark."

That's what my mom used to say.

Why were you at the hospital?

I was working.

Why were you so upset?

- I lost a patient.

Do you want to talk about it?

No.

Do you think that we could
ever truly be honest

with each other?

No.

That was honest.

Why did you ask me here, Mary?

I didn't want to be alone.

Why did you come?

Watch a new episode of Mary Kills
People, next Wednesday on Global.

I don't think I've met anyone
like you in my life Mary.

This perfect little doctor

with a nice house

and a pretty little daughter.

And you are right there
on the edge.

Yeah I am.

Your client is the
primary suspect

in a murder investigation.

You need to stop.

I don't want to stop.

I think there's something
wrong with me.

Mary Harris,

she was investigated for the
murder of her mother.

No, her mother died of cancer.

She is manipulating you.