[audio logo]
[soft music]
I don't know how to tell you this, Donna.
Get fucked.
I can't help you if you're going to lie to yourself.
(SOFTLY) I'm not, not on purpose.
I just get confused You ever had kids?
No.
Well, what makes you think what I need to get through this?
What do you want for this baby?
[sighs]
Better than I had.
That's for sure.
Then you know better than I do that you can't be getting high,
damn it.
Yeah, all right.
I'll try.
[footsteps approaching]
Oh, wait, wait!
Oh!
Asshole.
Oh! (LAUGHING) I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Oh, shit.
You scared the shit out of me.
You almost blinded me with your pepper shit.
You shouldn't sneak up on me, Ben.
It's the only way.
Better?
Damn it.
I told you to always go for the eyes, but...
Really?
You want to argue about my self-defense reflexes
right now?
OK, OK.
[laughter]
Here.
[inhales]
[exhales]
Long day?
Yeah.
You?
The usual shit show.
We had a drunk, an OD, a heart attack, rescue dogs,
all of them.
So how do you like your hero?
[laughter]
You'll do.
It's so quiet.
What's going on?
Empty nest?
Yep.
So we're actually alone for a while?
Now you're in trouble.
[sighs]
I missed you, you creep.
Really?
Yeah.
Some things never get old.
I like the way you think.
(WHISPERS) I like the way you fuck.
[moans happily]
[pebble hits window]
Stevie!
What?
You're dreaming.
Ailene.
You kept saying her name.
I was there... in the jail.
(CRYING) I couldn't find her.
She wasn't in her cell.
[sobs]
But I was.
I could hear her, calling for me, yelling.
Jesus.
Oh, oh, oh.
[kettle whistling]
[phone rings]
Oh.
[beep]
George?
Excuse me.
Where are we?
Division 101.
Area 51?
What?
Calm down.
That doesn't even make...
What's going on?
Are you OK?
Oh, Division 101.
Yeah, OK.
Thanks, Stevie.
[traffic]
So How's the leg?
Truth?
Oh, try me.
The sticks are mainly just for show.
But at least this way, I'll avoid a beat down,
you Know I look defenseless.
But actually... loan sharks.
Tell me about it.
I need to get out of where I'm at.
I hate that I had to go in there, but I'm strapped.
No more poker?
Please.
I'm over it, like really.
I was hoping that maybe you'd let me stay
with you for a while again.
And I can help you do stuff around the house.
Like what?
Last time I was with you, it looked like your backyard
needed tending.
My overgrown garden of weeds?
I'll think about it.
All right, awesome.
[pop music]
[kisses guitar]
[splash]
Hey!
Don't do it.
What?
Whatever you're thinking.
What the fuck are you, the thought police?
I just broke up with my girlfriend.
That was some fucking epic shit.
[laughs]
You really want to hear all this?
Yeah.
OK, so we were in a band.
I thought we were really going places.
We were the house band at the revival.
We had this like amazing, amazing demo.
But none of the indie labels bit.
You pour your heart and your soul into make a new songs
and they just reject you over and over again.
It's got to stink.
Yeah, and... you know the half-lighted band,
it's fucking radioactive, man, the way love turns to hate.
One minute, you're family.
Next, you're an orphan.
I'm just so fucking exhausted.
People can be just...
so fucking disappointing.
Yeah.
So I don't know.
You know?
I fell in love with the right woman... or the wrong one.
I don't know.
She's trouble.
But oh, man, I love that about her too.
I just... wish that...
oh.
And I love that guitar.
You know?
I really loved it.
She gave me that guitar.
And I wrote a lot of good shit on that.
And now I just threw it!
Ugh!
Sorry, this is actually pathetic.
This is pathetic.
But I am exhausted.
It's not.
It's pathetic.
It's not pathetic.
It's easy to feel like you've let yourself down.
Yeah, or I just suck at life.
Most people suck at life.
It's impossible not to fuck up.
You just got to learn how to fail better.
I wish I could hear you play sometime.
I guess I'm going to need a new guitar.
Fuck.
Ugh!
Just breathe.
Ugh!
You need sleep.
Can you go home?
Have you got cab fare, a token?
Yeah, yeah, it's fine.
I just got to get to work.
Here.
If you want to talk... wait.
There's my cell.
Oh, so you're pro.
Guilty.
I'm Stevie, by the way.
Tracy.
Take care of yourself, Tracy.
Yeah, you too.
Watch who you bump into.
You have absolutely no right to speak to me that way.
I'm going to... no.
I'm complaining to your manager.
Where's your manager?
This is outrageous.
Nice response, Tim.
Yes, good work.
That's a huge improvement since last time.
Yes, I'm impressed.
I know it's a difficult job.
No problem.
I'll talk to you soon.
OK.
Bye.
How did it go...
with the bank?
Great.
Yeah?
Yeah, they're reviewing it.
And?
And they'll be in touch.
OK.
Maybe you should come in with me.
Really?
Yeah, use your feminine wiles.
Carl, they're all about the bottom line, right?
And you've got such a great bottom.
Ha ha.
Are you working late?
Yeah, we got a Mercedes in.
It could take a while.
Try not to get too dirty.
I'll make some tandoori for you.
Oh, great.
I love you.
You too, Mina bird.
You miss doing the rounds?
Not really.
I think I'm getting old.
I'm almost too old for this shit.
Old clothes.
Nah.
Brogan's not the same without you.
I did my best.
No, really, I think it was effective.
Yeah, until they cut the funding.
You know, we're never going to be able to stop men
from beating up women.
As long as you guys don't look the other way.
Right.
You still seeing that paralegal?
[laughter]
Paramedic.
Oh.
Ben, yes.
How's that going?
Fine.
Good.
If he steps on a rusty nail at my house,
he can do his own first aid.
[laughter]
Great.
And how's Sally?
We're still divorced.
Right.
I haven't seen you at meetings lately.
I stopped going.
Why were you there?
Looking for you.
I'm still on the wagon.
Really?
I don't like myself as much.
But I function better.
Well, here's your lost evidence.
It's still in one piece.
[sighs]
Thanks, man, I owe you one.
Stop picking up strays, huh?
Oh, what are you going to do?
Right.
[knock at door]
Thanks, Ellie.
Any messages?
Yeah, a few.
I didn't know that you played the guitar.
Yeah, I'm a heavy metal cover band.
I'm going to bust at lunch.
[laughs]
Wow.
(LAUGHING) No, it's not mine.
Who've we got?
The Gallaghers.
Family Court.
Right.
3:00 PM.
[soft music]
Look who it is.
It's Stevie.
Hi.
Hi, Bud.
[laughter]
Hey, Monroe.
How are you?
I think he's pretty good.
We got to go though.
We're on a mission.
OK.
We'll see you later.
OK, bye, Phillip.
Are you OK?
Where do you live?
Are you all right?
Fine.
Let me help you.
God damn it.
Take my hand.
OK.
[groans]
God damn.
Oh, Jeez.
OK, I got you.
Watch your step.
Dammit.
I got it, God damn...
Get it?
God damn it.
Yeah, I'm OK, I'm OK, I'm OK.
I'm fine.
Oh, we got it.
[mumbling]
Wait.
[knocks]
Hang on, I guess.
[rings doorbell]
She's like... all right.
[mumbling]
We're good here.
Hold on.
No, no.
I got it, here.
I got it.
Do this woman?
[dog barking]
My mother.
She's drunk.
Could she come in?
Here.
Wait.
I'm all right.
Hey, I heard about you.
You live around here, right?
Right.
Well, mind your own business.
Where are you?
Upstairs.
[beep]
I made dinner.
I waited but...
I just wanted a drink.
Tough day?
Not really.
Oh, just get this done.
Then we could move in, rent out downstairs.
That would really help.
[sighs]
Sure.
I'm not complaining.
But what about Ziggy?
It's so cramped down there.
It's only just for another little while.
I swear.
Anyway, worst case, we can always sell, right?
But...
Let's not... we both agreed we'll take a shot.
And I think it'll pay off.
We just need a break.
Come here.
Tell me about your day.
It was just routine.
Mina, Mina, Mina, come here.
Bring your sweet self.
I'll make it worth your while.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Carl.
[soft music]
I spoke to your parole officer, Kevin, and to your sponsor.
That douche bag?
Not my jig.
Glenn's cool.
He used to be a high stakes gambler.
And now he's on the level, starting
some sort of high-tech op, like a legitimate company.
He says he might be able to help me if I can straighten out.
Awesome.
Yeah.
I hope he comes through for you.
Me too.
And you can stay here till you get back up on your feet.
Thanks.
What are the house rules?
Respect for anyone here.
No drugs no alcohol.
Pitch in with any household chores.
And?
[sighs]
No games of chance.
Thank you.
What's wrong?
We gotta go.
Come on, let's play.
We really gotta go.
We can't even talk about it?
It's too soon.
I think we should do it, Mina.
I think it would be good for us.
I don't know.
Don't you want to?
I'm not ready.
Well, when?
I don't know.
Please.
[dog howling]
[soft music]
[birds singing]
[ticking]
So he just took off?
You know, I got distracted.
But it's my fault. And it's my husband's dog.
He's going to kill me.
Well, not really.
But he's got a temper.
He says I should eat dog food until we get Ziggy back.
[scoffs]
Anyway, it's a greyhound. I It's a rescue dog.
That's a shame.
Yeah.
I'll keep an eye out for Ziggy.
I'd really appreciate that.
What's your name?
Stevie.
I'm Mina.
Good luck, Mina.
Thanks.
[horn blows]
[sighs]
[shutter clicks]
Who was that?
Work.
Collette wants me to cover for her.
I feel bad for her.
Don't tell me.
She broke a fingernail in the boss's zipper.
[scoffs]
Actually, her mom's really sick.
Oh.
I almost didn't come.
I'm glad you did.
Any news about Ziggy?
Since you called, no.
Nothing from the shelters or social media.
I hope he's OK, found a good home.
What happened to your wrist?
Oh, I was playing tennis.
And I guess we volleyed too hard and I pulled something.
It's nothing.
Who you playing with, Venus Williams?
My husband.
He likes to stay in shape.
Good player?
We're pretty evenly matched.
Are you OK?
I didn't have my period for a while.
I was two weeks late, which is unusual for me and...
it was scary.
I can't imagine having a child.
But you're not pregnant?
No.
I got my period two days later, after six negative pregnancy
tests.
Have you ever been with someone and felt like you
could imagine hurting them?
What do you mean, Mina?
I don't know.
Sometimes I get these feelings that creep me out.
Have you... has there been fighting?
Not really, not if I play along with what he wants.
I just get tired of it, his power games.
Has he ever hit you?
No.
It's more like he just suddenly loses it.
And he pushes me.
He pushes you?
Like I'm in his way.
Or he pulls me to him, like he's afraid.
He's so afraid I'll go.
Afraid and angry?
I just... whenever he gets that needy, I go numb.
Does he drink?
Sometimes.
It's like he's having a panic attack.
And I'm the cause.
Aggressive.
He gets too aggressive.
What do you do when he gets too aggressive?
Sometimes I fight back.
Sometimes I let him have his way.
And then we have makeup sex.
And that's always good.
He's not a bad guy.
Do you have any friends or family?
I got a sister I'm close to in BC.
That's where I'm from.
When I met Carl and we got married,
he wanted a fresh start.
So we moved here.
And I was good with that.
I really ought to get going.
Maybe we can talk again sometime.
I really shouldn't be doing this.
We're just talking.
It feels wrong.
It's not.
I know but I have to go.
Listen... look, here's my card.
And it's got my office number on it.
And you've got my cell.
So call me any time.
(SINGING) Switchblade in my pocket.
Take you here and there.
Oh, loosely through the stitching, if you [inaudible]
dare.
And you call me douche.
I enjoy...
[soft country music]
Tracy.
Yeah, sure, I remember her.
She doesn't work here anymore.
Why not?
You some kind of cop?
(SINGING) Truly...
No, I'm a friend.
Truly...
Management had to let her go.
What happened?
That's between them.
Do you know where I could find her?
It's important.
I've got her guitar.
What are you doing with her guitar?
Now, that is a long story.
to dream.
What's your name?
something...
Stevie.
Well, Stevie, I think I have her address.
Great.
(SINGING) You are the real addiction.
And drive.
[drum solo]
Thank you.
Thank you, my people.
[rock music]
Tracy?
Hello?
Holy mother of... what are you doing here?
I wanted to see how you were doing.
Surprise!
I'm just... I'm packing up.
I was just leaving you a note.
Yeah, we got to stop meeting like this.
Just a sec.
Oh, my god.
[shrieks]
I thought you might want it back.
What the hell?
You're a miracle worker.
Hardly.
Oh, I don't know what to say.
Oh.
[laughs]
Come on.
All right.
Where are we going?
Where's all your stuff?
What's left of it?
It's in my van.
Let's go get it.
Yeah, sorry I didn't call.
I just got evicted, lost my job, and I don't have a phone.
So...
The suspense is killing me.
Who is Simone Dupree?
Oh, her, yeah.
She's an ex-girlfriend.
It's actually stupid.
Turns out she did some really sketchy shit.
I didn't know that when she sold me the car.
Yeah, and I just never got the plates changed, never bothered.
All those tickets.
Ooh-hoo.
So you are?
Oh, I'm Tracy McClain.
Yeah, I tried to be Simone for a while.
But it just didn't really take.
And then got sick of pretending.
I just... I don't really want to be her anymore.
So how do you feel about getting your hands dirty?
Oh, like cleaning and stuff?
Yeah, yeah.
I'm pretty good with that.
I'm just not so great with people around.
It's more like coffee grinds, dishes,
mopping floors at a cafe.
I know the owner, Ewan.
He's a pretty cool guy.
Oh.
So you mean working with people around?
[scoffs]
Yeah, yeah.
No, I'm sure I can handle that.
We'll see about getting you an interview.
Oh, cool.
Thanks.
Oh, man, I really stink.
I need a shower so badly.
Sorry.
Yuck.
So Stevie, where are we going?
Oh, I'm taking you home with me.
[laughs]
I've got a house with a couple of spare rooms.
And you can stay there until...
Wow.
Cool.
I don't have a lot of time today.
But I'll introduce you to George.
And he's also staying with me for a while.
So... why are you doing this for me?
Why not?
George?
Hey.
Hi.
This is Tracy.
Tracy, this is George.
Tracy's going to stay with us for a couple of days.
And sorry to drop and run or roll or whatever.
But I got to get to court.
So can you show her the ropes?
Yeah, sure.
Thanks.
Yeah.
George.
Tracy.
OK, so I guess I'll be your tour guide around Maggie's farm
today.
This... (WHISPERING) is Stevie's room.
OK?
This is the John.
Word.
And this is your room.
Whoa, room with a view.
Yeah.
Sort of.
Huh. (UNDER BREATH) Oh, god.
So George, why is Stevie helping us out?
This isn't some kind of sneaky Jesus shit, is it?
No, no, no no.
She's not exactly a fan of organized religion.
Believe me.
That's a relief.
She's got a soft spot for ex cons.
You're an ex con?
I'm not some violent offender or anything.
All right?
I just did a bit for some small time stuff.
Relax.
Yeah, it's cool, man.
I get it.
Fuck, I really need a bath.
I was like...
Yeah, sure.
There's some towels in the bathroom.
And your laundry is downstairs.
Cool.
OK.
Thank you.
Yeah.
I'll see you later.
I'm working tonight.
Sweet.
Where?
Security work.
Solid.
Yeah.
I'm a bouncer at a strip club.
Typical T and A gig, tits and assholes.
I love tits.
Well, it's a cash job.
[laughter]
Yeah, cool.
All right, man.
Well, thanks.
OK.
I'll see you later.
Yeah, Yeah.
[soft music]
[doorknob turning]
What I mean is...
is bad luck earned?
(SINGING) Karma, karma chameleon.
No, I'm talking about lady luck.
Oh, the fickle finger of fate.
No, like second chances.
Can we learn from the error of our ways?
Some philosopher... someone asked him once,
do you believe in free will?
And he said, well, of course I do.
What choice do I have?
[laughter]
OK, is it is what it is?
Or can it be what it can be?
I got really into the I Ching for a while,
like trigrams and hexagrams and shit.
Cool.
No kidding?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
As far as oracles goes, it was really, really nuanced.
What was your game?
Poker.
Online?
[scoffs]
Nah, I hate that cyber shit.
Me, I like facing down other dudes, like tournaments.
The only problem is I hate Vegas.
And all the big money games happen there.
On the other hand, once you got the hot hand,
it's this yin and yang kind of thing,
like theory versus instinct.
Do you know what I mean?
Yes.
Yes, definitely.
Exactly.
Yeah.
Yin and yang.
OK, so this is a new song.
So no judgment.
No judgment.
Oh, OK.
(SINGING) she wanted a heart like amethyst, stone...
stone cold sober, less dangerous.
But her heart exploded with just one kiss.
So she drank herself lost and she found herself pissed.
She wanted lungs that could take in fire,
wouldn't burn up when she felt desire.
But she couldn't forget that she loved a liar.
He stood there like a stone with her pants on fire.
[laughter]
And so it ends right now.
Oh, that's good.
That's awesome.
What happened?
Bank didn't go for it.
They won't give us another mortgage.
Oh.
Yeah.
And I had a fight with a partners.
Why?
Finance, too much inventory, too much overhead, payroll.
It's a nightmare.
Plus, turns out we owe a shit ton in back taxes.
So the banks won't bail us out.
I'm sorry.
Well, I won't bore you with all the ugly details.
What about the house?
I didn't want you to worry about it.
So I took care of it.
I signed it over to you.
It's listed in your name.
I don't understand.
Oh, that way, worst case scenario, they
can't seize it as one of my assets.
OK?
But...
Just don't worry about it.
Please, Mina?
I'll take care of you.
I don't want to talk about this anymore, all right?
OK.
But at least...
(ANGRILY) What did I just say?
I just want to help.
Yeah, well when I asked you to call your family,
ask them for help, what then?
I can't.
I know Chandra has money.
And you wouldn't... why?
Because she doesn't think I'm good enough
for her precious sister.
And you're too proud to beg.
That is not...
No.
Just... forget it.
I don't want to fight about this too.
OK?
I got enough on my plate already.
So you were a military brat?
Family business.
Yeah?
Were you ever in a war?
Stationed in Afghanistan, and you can't fuck up.
Oh.
And what were you, a sniper or bomb disposal guy or something?
No, no, no, no.
I wasn't anything that you want to make a movie about.
I was just a grunt.
Yeah?
How was that?
Stupid question?
It fucking sucked, all right, Tracy?
Look, I don't really want to talk about it.
OK?
Sure.
So what about you.
You're in a band or something?
Yeah.
And no dis, man, but I saw some really awful shit too.
You want to see something?
Yeah, sure.
Come on over.
OK.
See that card?
Uh-huh.
Let's put it in the middle, here.
Huh?
Ooh, pretty slick, yeah.
Picked that up in Islamabad, doing a little counter intel.
Dude, every word that comes out of your mouth, it's just a lie.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, wait a second.
No, no, no, no.
It's OK.
Every other word that falls out of mine,
it's pretty much the same thing.
I get it.
Truth gets you in trouble, right?
Right.
So how's the lion working for you?
Not good.
So, why don't you and me just cut the BS.
You and me... truth?
Try it?
I don't like the odds.
But OK, OK.
Deal?
Deal.
Yeah, baby.
OK.
[upbeat music]
Smoke a little weed.
Here.
It's been a year.
There's a reason this is a closed case.
It shouldn't be.
Hey, the council sued and they lost.
Look, I understand you're aggrieved.
No one in your position likes to lose a client.
I'm not trying to cover my ass.
Listen, tearing the Department a new one
isn't going to bring her back.
Her name's Ailene.
She was 19.
And she died in your jail.
But nobody seems to give a damn.
Why not, John?
Just another dead Indian girl?
Fuck you, Detective.
[primal drumming]
[vocalizing]
[sighs]
I'm sorry I'm late.
But you remembered.
Of course.
What's that smell?
Sage.
Right.
Come on.
Let's go around back.
[chatting indistinctly]
Andy, this is Stevie.
Hi.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too.
Come on in.
Thank you.
Help yourself to some food.
Stevie, welcome.
Have you eaten?
Yes... no.
No, I'm good.
Are you sure?
There's plenty left.
Here?
No, that's Ailene's.
Oh.
Thanks.
Oh.
Right.
Good.
Sylvie.
Is he excited about school?
Yeah.
I'm pretty excited, yeah.
You have a place to stay?
Yeah, we're going to get a place...
(WHISPERING) What's she doing here?
Daryl.
She shouldn't be here.
I invited her.
Yeah, but why?
Should I leave?
Would you like some tea?
Yeah, thanks.
Come on, I want to show you something.
I keep reworking it.
It never seems right.
Maybe I just don't want to finish it.
Yeah.
I tried to be there for her.
Nobody blames you.
I do.
I bought into the fucking system...
protective custody.
We have to face it though.
She acted.
She needed to escape.
She suffered a lot.
We have to believe her spirit is free now.
I still don't think it's fair.
We have to keep living.
Of course.
It's a lot of work.
I have my painting.
That's my escape.
We all have to find our own way to channel our pain.
Thank you for coming.
It's good to see you, Stevie, really.
You too.
Keep walking the good road.
I'm trying.
I know you are.
Here.
This is for you.
What is it?
Tobacco.
What for?
You're still one of our helpers.
Take good care of yourself.
Straight up, what do you see?
Ailene.
You just can't let it go?
I feel like I missed something.
Now when are you going to stop beating yourself up about that?
I know it sounds callous.
But shit happens in jails.
I know she was hurting but...
Truthfully, I think you have a weakness for damaged people...
like Tracy.
What's the deal with her?
She's just mixed up.
You can't save them all.
What would Stevie do?
Oh, so trying to help people whose lives are really fucked
up is some big Christian flaw?
Yeah, maybe a little bit.
I cannot have this conversation again.
Right.
So I guess I'll just get going.
You on the bad-ass shift?
Yes, Ma'am.
You know what they say.
Early bird gets the fresh meat.
Good night, asshole.
I love you too.
Ben.
Yeah?
[laughter]
Come here.
What?
Just come here.
[laughter]
[heavy breathing]
Be careful.
Sure.
Don't stay up too late.
Don't tell me what to do.
[laughter]
[sighs]
Stevie!
[moaning]
Chrissy?
You OK?
Hey, will you just wait with me a minute?
Just... tell me a story?
Sure.
Tracy...
Have you ever been with a woman before?
Yes.
And... it was very nice.
But it's not what I'm into.
Yeah, well you're not really my type anyway.
Too sane.
I don't want anything from you, Tracy.
Yeah, yeah, that's cool.
I get it.
Thanks for sharing.
Please, get some sleep.
Don't you have to open up the cafe in the morning?
Yeah.
Don't worry.
I'll be there.
Wouldn't want to make you look bad.
You want a glass of water?
Mm-mm.
OK.
Good night.
[laughter]
Oh, can I have a toke?
I won't tell anyone.
No.
Oh, pretty please?
Just like a little, tiny consolation toke.
I can't.
For a cool lady, you can be a real prude sometimes.
About bet what happened before...
I think I'm just lonely.
It's OK to ask for help...
to want a purpose outside of yourself.
You have a purpose.
You're motivated... to help fuck ups like me.
You're not a fuck up.
You're young... and pretty and smart.
Yeah, but I don't have a filter.
I don't know how to listen the way you do.
It's what you say after listening
that's the most important.
It's so easy to fuck that up.
I feel like I just push people away.
Why?
So they won't find out what a fraud I am.
You're not a fraud...
probably just afraid of getting hurt.
You think?
Maybe you're just an asshole.
[laughter]
Shut up.
Give me a toke.
I can't.
You're such a hard ass.
What about a little second-hand smoke.
Oh...
[inhales]
Mm.
Oh, you're just being cruel though.
No.
[wind chimes tinkling]
What is this?
What it says.
Like what, some kind of women's support group thing?
Something like that.
Like a social worker, a community worker.
It's that woman you met at the dog park?
She's really very nice.
You're crying on some stranger's shoulder?
She's a professional.
Yeah, but I'm your husband.
Then maybe you should start acting like one.
[opens door, slams it]
How long has this been going on?
Come on.
Don't be afraid.
I just want to talk to you.
[sighs]
I don't want to fight with you about this, Mina.
Then don't.
Fine.
[pans crash to floor]
[sighs]
I'm going out.
Don't wait up.
[spooky music]
That's not from tennis.
(CRYING) We've been fighting.
And I didn't mean to, but somehow, I provoked him.
He can't keep hurting you.
I don't know how to stop it.
You can't stop it, Mina.
It's going to keep happening.
You have to leave him.
I'm afraid to leave.
I'm afraid to stay.
I really love Carl.
It's confusing when you love someone who hurts you.
I keep thinking if I just love him enough,
I can make him better.
It's not you.
You can't.
It's him.
There's something broken in him.
It's like an illness.
He needs professional help.
Like what, a therapist?
Yeah, and maybe some meds.
He'll never do that.
He's not that kind of guy.
See, that's a problem.
And he's obsessed with having a child.
And... I can't ever see that happening.
Mina, listen, please.
If anything else happens, any more abuse,
you have to document it...
in writing or photographs.
You should consider filing charges.
And get a peace bond.
A peace bond?
It's like a restraining order.
I can do that?
You can.
You should.
Just... I have to think about it.
I should go.
If you feel like you're in danger, call me.
OK.
Or the police.
All right?
Yes.
Promise.
Yes.
[sad music]
[chatter]
Excuse me.
Hi.
Do you know anything about these?
Like what?
Like what they are.
They're a gift for my wife.
That's a calla lily.
Oh, wow, great.
Thanks.
Hey, you're Stephanie, right?
That's right.
You're Mina's husband.
Yeah.
Hey, listen, do you have a minute?
Sure.
I just wanted to thank you for seeing Mina.
Oh, we just had tea.
Well, it was just really good for her to speak to somebody...
a woman.
Anyway, we're doing a lot better now.
I'm concerned about her eye.
It's really messed up.
Oh, yeah, well...
Yeah.
To be honest, she's a little bit accident prone.
She has a balance problem in her ear.
She's been diagnosed.
She suffers from that.
Really?
Yeah.
It's a thing.
I forget what it's called.
Meniere's, maybe.
Yeah.
You're not fighting, the two of you?
Have you ever been married?
Yeah.
And how was that?
Difficult.
Well, I am married...
happily.
And I'd really like it to stay that way.
So it's important to me that you understand
that I've never hit her.
I would never hit a woman, ever.
She's going to be the mother of my children.
And... that surprises you?
Did she say something?
No, no, no, she didn't say anything.
She just seemed a little tense.
Oh, yeah, she can be a bit high strung.
Sure.
Well...
Anything else?
No, I should probably...
Yeah.
get going.
Do you want a hand with that?
No, I'm good.
Thanks.
Yeah, OK.
Yeah, you have a great night.
It was nice meeting you.
[creepy music]
What do you know about this woman?
Not a lot.
She's a good listener.
Yeah.
You ever hear of a girl named Ailene Charters...
an Indian girl, runaway, off some reservation?
No.
Why?
She was a client of Stevie's, someone she was helping.
And this girl died...
in police custody, on her watch.
It was all over the media here, about a year ago.
I don't see...
Wait.
What was Stevie doing during all this?
I don't know.
Screwing around with some cop on the vice squad, a married man,
until they met, working on some domestic abuse program
that she conned the police into setting up.
She's a home wrecker.
It's unbelievable.
And this girl died in her care.
Don't tell me that's not fucked up.
OK.
That's who we're dealing with, here.
It's all there.
Look, she even assaulted a cop.
And she was arrested.
So there was an inquest but no charges.
Whatever.
She's a shady character.
Come on.
And you let her get close to you, to us.
She's not.
Look, you're a good person, Mina.
But you're naive.
Not everyone nice is what they seem to be, OK?
So I'm going to trust that you're going to be smart enough
to avoid her.
OK?
Hey.
[sad music]
I checked it out.
He's not in the system.
He's clean.
No record, not even a parking ticket.
But the signs are there.
Oh, yeah.
She doesn't filed her complaint yet...
or a restraining order.
Why do they always wait until it's too late?
Fear?
They're afraid that whatever punishment
they'll get for leaving will be worse than whatever else
has happened.
Yeah, well the law can't anticipate, right?
We can only intervene after the fact, once the deed is done.
Fuck that noise.
What's this?
We said we'd have no secrets.
How can this work if we're not honest with each other?
I thought I'd lost my old phone...
Don't lie to me!
Please keep your voice down.
There's nobody here.
Who are you calling?
My sister, Chandra.
She's not doing well.
So I wanted to hear her voice.
Email wasn't enough.
Is it her diabetes?
Yeah.
OK, well, what about this?
What?
Your eye.
Why would you take a picture of that?
In case I needed to see a doctor.
Ugh.
Ugh, my nerves are shot.
Ever since we lost Ziggy, I just...
I don't know.
I've had such bad luck with business and banks...
a house.
I just really him.
I know.
Oh, let's go.
I'll pick up some Epsom salts and I'll draw you a nice bath,
OK?
I don't really...
A good long soak in a hot tub do you some good.
Sure.
Good idea.
It's not about his pride.
I know.
It's bad.
I just don't want it to get worse.
I know women who have suffered injuries worse than bruises,
who've been concussed or strangled,
wives who've suffered brain damage or short-term memory
loss, which is the only way to explain someone going back
to an abusive ass...
sorry.
You have to press charges.
Call me to...
Mina?
I feel like I'm losing her.
I'd say get a life, but you already have more than one.
Oh, you still don't get it.
Sure, I do.
You want to help them.
I know.
But you get off on it too.
Bullshit.
You bury your pain under theirs.
Come on.
Yeah, you confuse ambulance chasing with nursing.
That is so twisted.
I lie here sometimes, when I'm allowed
to be here, just wait around and listen to you
field calls in the middle of the night
and rush off to help a stranger.
Isn't that what you do, help strangers?
That's what I'm paid to do.
It's my job.
Yeah?
What's the difference?
You're like an amateur.
Oh.
I'm not saying you're not good at what you do,
that you don't care.
But there are limits.
Yeah, I know I can take on too much.
And I burn out.
Yeah, we've only got so much to give.
What if it's not enough?
Ailene...
You got a big heart, Stevie.
Sometimes I feel like there's not enough room for me.
There's room.
Is there?
Come here.
I got to go to work.
Ben.
[creepy music]
[shutter clicks]
You know the problem with feminism?
It's just reverse chauvinism.
Sir, let's go.
[wind chimes tinkling]
[doorknob jiggling]
[door opens]
You see how easy it'd be for someone...
a bad, crazy person, a stranger, to break in here and do god
knows what?
If something happened to you...
You shouldn't be here.
Go on, call her, then, that social worker that's got you
under her spell.
Call her.
I'm not going to do anything.
I just needed to see you.
Carl, please.
You know you're not supposed to...
Mina, no one will love you, ever, the way that I do,
care for you the way that I do.
You know that, right?
Yes.
I wish you'd act like it.
(CRYING) I'm sorry.
I can't.
Oh, this is a mistake, Mina.
You're making a big mistake.
Did you think you'd be safe here, in our home, without me?
I want you to leave.
You do?
You sure?
(TREMBLING) Please?
I don't want to have to report this and get you
in any more trouble.
So that's how it's going to be?
I don't know what else to say.
Then don't.
Just shut up, you ungrateful little bitch.
Carl!
I warned you!
I don't... I can't do this anymore!
Killing me!
[crunch]
[screams]
[smack]
[grunts]
[boom]
[sobbing]
Ah!
Fuck!
[heavy breathing]
[sobbing]
[sad music]
[traffic]
OK, it's just temporary.
But she needs a safe haven and not a shelter.
So she needs to feel cared for and safe.
OK, guys?
Maybe she can stay in my room.
And I'll stay on the couch.
No, I'll take the couch.
OK, thanks, guys.
But we'll figure it out when she gets here.
OK.
I don't mind sleeping on the couch.
Yeah, but I'll take the couch because it makes more sense.
Why does it make more sense for you to take the couch?
Because she's a girl.
She needs to have a... upstairs.
Guys, well let me Mina choose.
Guys, she's...
OK, fine.
Mina.
She'll be here any minute.
You OK?
Come on, let's get you inside.
I'm so sorry.
I feel like Anne Frank.
You know she had a sister?
No one ever talked about her.
Should I make dinner?
Yeah, that'd be great.
Maybe a big salad.
Mina's a vegetarian.
OK, I can do that.
Do you think she needs any clothes, like pajamas
or anything like that?
I don't know.
I'll ask her later.
OK.
[creepy music]
[phone ringing]
It's him.
Don't answer it.
[beep]
[curses under breath]
[phone ringing]
[beep]
You're the one who deserves the restraining order, not me.
It's not right.
Aren't you in enough trouble?
I want my wife back!
I'm going to find you!
Sorry.
[sad music]
OK.
Thanks, Vanessa.
[beep]
Carl's in custody.
But he's got a lawyer.
He'll probably make bail.
I don't understand.
He'll be free?
Already?
Until his court date.
Oh.
Thanks, Tracy.
No worries.
Do you mind getting a shawl for Mina?
Oh, yeah, sure.
Where is it?
In my room.
[soft music]
Where am I going to go?
I can't hide out here forever.
And I'm probably going to lose my job.
What a mess.
Stevie, what am I going to do?
First thing is to make sure you're safe.
And my colleague, Inez, is working on that.
Carl will be charged.
We'll take it from there.
All right?
Mina?
What do you want?
I want to end this marriage.
Good.
Obviously, it was a huge mistake.
I need a divorce.
OK, good.
What else?
I think I should go home...
back to BC.
Good.
I miss Vancouver.
I don't really like it here.
I think all of that is possible.
Can I have some of that?
Are you sure?
Yeah.
You smoke?
I used to.
[inhales]
Oh, here.
(LAUGHING) How easy.
[laughter]
Oh, hey, you won't believe what just happened.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Other than what's going on with Mina, are you OK?
No, I'm just worried about her.
Oh yeah, of course.
That guy is bad news.
Yeah.
Hey, come on.
Run with me?
You're kidding.
Oh, you're not joking.
All right.
We could do a light, friendly jog or power walk.
You're a sport.
OK, come on.
Come on.
OK.
Hey, you look different.
What are you, dressed for success?
You won't believe this.
It's so crazy.
I just scored a job...
for serious bucks.
Oh, get out of here.
Doing what?
Doing this counter gaming gig for this hotshot poker video
outfit.
For real?
Yeah, and besides that, they want
me to advise them on how to stop sharks like me
from fucking up the system and winning.
Oh, my god, Ray, congrats.
I think I've twisted my ankle.
OK.
I'm going to be a anti-gambling consultant.
It's crazy.
Yeah, it's wild.
It's totally wild.
The only problem is I'm going to have to go to Vegas...
live there.
So?
It's Vegas.
I hate it there.
It's limbo land.
Oh.
So you're going to sell your soul?
Yeah.
Oh, damn it.
I have to tell Stevie.
Yeah, well get in line.
Jesus.
[loud reggae music]
(SINGING) Daylight breaking... shaking up the night people.
Man, that sunrise is beautiful.
Again, it's over.
It's starting over.
Got to rock [inaudible].
Screws cross the sand, acute in her head.
The savior is so beautiful.
Do I have to get lost again?
Do I have to get lost and find my way home?
Do I have to get lost again?
Do I have to lost and find my way home?
New light and the starlight, dancing go into the Drink.
Can't stop this desire.
The band is fire.
You don't have to try not to think.
Just another wayward brother, a child at 45.
Dancing and singing.
I'm just beginning to feel alive.
Do I have to get lost again?
Do I have to get lost to find my way home?
Do I have to get lost again?
Do I have to get lost...
[door creaking]
Who fucking locked the door?
Fuck.
Tracy?
Come on.
Tracy, are you OK?
No.
[moans]
Oh, my god.
Oh, fuck.
Oh!
Jesus!
Fuck!
What part of not drinking do you not understand?
The whole place could have gone up in flames!
Fuck!
I'm done!
Fuck.
Sorry, I just...
Fuck.
Tracy... come on.
Come on, sweetie.
(SLURRING) No, don't hate me.
I didn't mean to.
I don't mean to be a fuck up.
Where's Mina?
I don't know.
I'm not sleeping.
I'm... where are we going?
Upstairs.
Get you in the shower.
At least I didn't shit myself, huh?
That'd be embarrassing.
Could be worse.
Watch your step.
It's not funny, Tracy.
[laughter]
Come on.
Hey, I wrote you a song.
Yeah, maybe you can sing it for me when you're sober.
Great.
OK, you know what?
Great.
Let's call Mina.
Mina!
Shh!
(SINGING) let's get... n let's get it on.
Come on.
[laughter]
If you throw up...
[soft music]
I bet you wish you never met me.
That's not true.
You ever hear that old Chinese proverb, save someone's life,
you're responsible for it?
That's a crock.
Maybe.
Or maybe I'm just a lost cause.
I don't believe that either.
You are one stubborn biatch.
Is this about Mina?
Her situation's different.
No.
This is about me.
I thought you quit.
What's all this running about?
Well, it's hard to give it up just at once.
You have to taper it off.
Are you still talking about smoking?
I just want you to get better.
Maybe there's a group.
No.
No, I hate groups.
It's like some kind of foster-home home playpen dump
for all the misfit kids, which, I guess all addicts are but...
anyway... yeah, I know I need help.
What do you think about Scientology?
You need to get your shit together, Tracy.
Can I ask you something?
Who's Aileen?
Ailene?
Someone I lost.
Someone I didn't listen to.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Sometimes there's all this white noise in my head.
[high-pitched shriek]
[upbeat music]
[punk music]
(SINGING) You keep on saying that it ain't about the money.
But money's all you ever...
Yeah
and if I happened to be chilling on a Sunday,
you get all freaky and you start to brawl.
All...
Sadie, Meet Maxine.
you never take me...
Hey, I've heard a lot about you.
I've heard a lot about you.
I love your shoes.
Thanks.
She's so fine.
She'll make me go blind.
Big hug.
Muah.
You know my better half, Sean.
She's so fine, she'll make you go blind.
How's Rory?
He's OK.
[inaudible], I think.
I got to see a happy couple.
If it wasn't for the money, honey, honey, honey,
I'd be outta here.
You gotta give me something, something.
Gimme gimme or believe me, I'll be switching.
Hey.
I ain't bitching...
Dave.
just giving me a lot of...
You bet.
Dude.
[inaudible]
Thank you.
One's so sweet.
One's so mean.
Ain't too hard to choose between.
Twist and shout, hacking cough, piss me or get me off.
My, she's so fine.
She made me go blind.
What's up, guy?
[laughs]
She's so fine.
She'll make me go...
Holy shit.
[inaudible]
She gonna make me go...
blind.
[dance music]
(SINGING) A pound of fat back.
Now I need a pound of fat back.
Before you tell my mom, don't.
Before you turn my mom, down...
[inaudible] TV
Before you turn my mom, down...
[inaudible] before you turn my mom down.
Before you turned my mom down.
No, no, yeah, before, you turned my mom down.
[inaudible]
Year before, you turned my mom down.
I want to share it.
Yeah, before, you turned my mom down.
Now I need a pound of the back fat.
Now I need a pound of my fat back.
Yeah, before you turn my mom down.
[chatter]
Before you turn my mom down.
[non-English opera singing]
Oh, wow
[laughter]
[applause]
[soft music]
Hey.
The iceman cometh.
You having fun?
Yeah, it's a great party.
That it is.
Well, duty calls.
Are you going to dance with me later, dumb ass?
Later.
[muffled singing]
[chatter]
[vocalizing]
Hi.
Listen, I promise you it'll be different.
OK?
Counseling, whatever you need...
It's too late.
Hey, Mina.
Mina, hey, listen.
Stop!
Hey!
No!
Stop!
Carl!
No!
Hey.
Stevie! (MUFFED) Stevie!
Stevie!
Let her go!
She's my family, not yours.
[knife slicing]
[Mina screams]
Oh, my god.
[Carl grunts]
Oh, god.
Carl!
[Mina sobbing]
All right, move your hands.
It's OK.
I'm a medic.
My name's Ben.
Don't move.
You're Carl?
All right, Carl, don't move.
Stay still.
Help's on the way.
[sobs]
Oh, god.
Oh, God.
[labored breathing]
That's right.
I'm here with you.
Try to breathe with me.
It's OK.
[sobbing]
[sirens approaching]
Listen up, everybody.
What happened?
Who saw it?
Anyone?
He attacked Stevie.
It's OK.
I know her.
I got this.
I'm going to have to take you in.
And I don't want to handcuff you.
(CRYING) Maybe you should.
Hey, don't be a hard ass.
Just do what you got to do.
Where's Mina?
I'll take care of her.
Wait!
Can I go with him?
I'm his wife.
Yeah, get in.
You told him, didn't you?
What do you mean?
You told Mina's husband where she was.
You gave her up.
It wasn't like that.
The truth.
Remember?
I was using her cell phone and he texted her.
He said he was going crazy without her.
And I just... I felt bad for the guy.
After all Stevie's done for you, this is how you pay her back?
Jesus.
You're a piece of work, Tracy.
No lie.
Will Inez post your bail?
Yes.
You know, you're lucky.
Ben's pretty sure that prick's not going to die.
What the fuck, Stevie?
Did you know what you were doing?
Were you drinking?
No.
I don't get it.
You're so good at being able to talk people down.
I lost the game.
And what... what I did makes me just as bad as Carl.
Doesn't it?
I wasn't there, Stevie.
I was.
I fucked up.
Now I got to pay for it.
Jesus.
I don't know.
I do.
Where are we going?
Let's just drive around a bit and let you calm down.
All right.
You know what you're going to say?
Yeah.
I'm going to tell the truth.
[children playing]
[primal drumming]
[soft music]
Bye.
Hi, Sylvie.
He's really not going to do any time?
That was the deal.
Do I have to explain this again?
No.
Carl didn't press charges.
He walks.
You don't go to jail.
Did you want to?
No.
Are you sure about that?
Yes.
Sorry.
Silver lining, though.
Mina's divorce went through.
I know.
She's moving back to BC.
She's got family support.
How are anger management classes going?
OK.
Listen, I know I really owe you, Inez.
I couldn't run this place without you.
Well, that's true.
[soft music]
Stevie... you ready to go back to work?
Yeah.
What have we got?
[sad music]