- [train cars clattering] - [light tube plinking]
[eerie music playing]
[train approaching]
- [melancholy music playing] - [man coughing]
[indistinct chatter]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[woman] All right. Who's next? Cream and sugar?
Here you go.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
Cassie, just go home.
Get some sleep. You've been up all night.
[distant siren wailing]
Looks like they have too.
[man] City hall is facing mounting criticism
that they significantly underestimated the extent of the city's vagrant problem
in their attempt to clean up New York last night.
Heavy flooding in subways and tunnels during the evacuation
has forced hundreds of homeless people out onto the streets. More to come.
In other news,
the NYPD search continues for Yuusuf Egbe,
a vagrant linked with the disappearance of nine-year-old Edgar Anderson,
as concern for the safety and welfare of the missing child intensif--
[TV switches off]
[exhales, sniffs]
- [cello resonates] - Hey, Gator.
- Be careful. - Yeah, yep.
Sorry.
William's?
[grunts]
Here.
[sighs]
So William, what was he like?
[Ledroit inhales deeply]
[Ledroit] Um... [exhales]
He was funny.
Annoying when he wanted to be.
- [chuckles] - He was good at getting me out of my head.
He felt like home.
How did you meet?
I heard him play.
At Lincoln Center. He was playing this piece of music, and...
It broke me, man.
I went up to him after, and I said, "I loved it," and...
[inhales]
That... that was that.
He knew about us?
He knew enough. He knew we got history.
[Gator] Yeah.
We got history.
Thank you.
For last night. For...
for being there.
Well, I haven't done anything yet.
I can't watch it again.
Fast-forward to 11:23 p.m.
Nothing really happened before that.
I got it out of TJ before he skipped town.
[door opens]
[VCR whirring]
[unsettling music playing]
[remote control clicks]
[inhales deeply]
[exhales]
[exhales deeply]
[menacing music playing]
Ah...
Fuck!
[inhales deeply]
[inaudible]
Fuck!
[inhales deeply]
[seethes]
[exhales]
[breathing anxiously]
[man on radio] The day looks set to dry with midday temperatures climbing into--
[Ledroit] I'm heading into the station. You okay?
Yeah.
How long can you give me?
Once it gets out, Homicide will be searching The Lux within the hour.
No, don't do that, Mikey. Come on. This is your call.
Homicide?
What the fuck's happened to you, man?
Use your fucking power and do something with it.
[Gator inhales]
You got enough names in here to do damage.
Do damage, Mikey.
I know you got it in you.
"Do damage"?
I'm afraid I'll do damage 'till I can't stop.
Till they have to pull me off.
I've been pretending so long, I'm scaring myself.
I've got... I've got rage so deep inside of me,
I can't push it down no more.
Good.
TJ wrote down every name.
[door opens, closes]
["Abide With Me" playing on organ]
[indistinct whispering]
Doesn't she look sweet?
[Costello chuckles] Mm.
Yeah.
[Costello breathing deeply]
[man] All rise.
Mrs. Anderson called, wanting to know if we had any more news on her kid.
Husband still hasn't been home.
I'm... I'm guessing she's been out all night waiting.
We'll keep looking for Edgar Anderson, and we'll keep looking for Yuusuf Egbe.
There are protesters gathering right up to the park.
- Most of the beat cops are already out. - Just do it.
All right.
Are you feeling all right?
Cripp was asking for you.
[Ledroit] All right, everyone. Gather up.
[raised voice] Let's go!
[inhales] I want you to look closely at this tape.
What you will see, you may find disturbing.
[approaching footsteps]
The men you see here on this tape are NYPD.
- Ledroit, get that off. - Note the date.
- June 12th of last year. - Ledroit.
What you are witnessing is the murder of Marlon Rochelle.
You need to hand that over to Homicide.
Spence. Bryson. Detective Nokes... I want you to bring him in.
- I'm warning you, Spence. - [Ledroit] Do it!
Hey! Don't move! Where are you going?
Willis. Lopez. Let's get down to the Hudson Sanitation Plant
and bring in Alexander Lakatos and Misha Varga.
- You're gonna need a warrant. - Now!
What the fuck are you doing?
[unsettling music playing]
I'm doing what you should have done in the first place.
Get your hands off me.
This is my investigation, Cripp.
My investigation.
Or should I call Internal Affairs?
I'm sure they'd wanna know how much you stood in my way.
Nah, fuck that. You know what? Let's... let's go straight to the press.
- They will crucify your ass. - [sternly] So be it!
Don't do this, Ledroit.
Already did.
Move.
[tense music playing]
- [Cripp] Fuck! Fuck! - [clattering]
[door slams]
[train cars clattering]
[Eric grunts]
[music fades]
[Eric sniffs, groans]
[Eric grunts]
[Eric] Hey.
Bozo!
Wake up. Wake up!
[Vincent groans]
[Eric grunts]
[Vincent groans]
[Eric] You're not gonna find your kid lying in the shit and dirt.
[groans] Get the fuck away from me.
Jesus.
[groans] My head.
[groans]
[panting]
[sighs]
[fabric rustling]
[Yuusuf] Don't want no trouble, man. Just grabbing my stuff.
[intriguing music playing]
No, wait.
My... my kid did do this. My kid did this.
My... my kid, Edgar.
He did this. Do you know him?
- You know Edgar? - I can't help you, man.
What? You know him. This is--
[tense music playing] What are you... What the fuck have you done with my son?
If you fucking hurt him, I'll fucking kill you!
Hurt your son? I help your son.
You help him? I don't believe you. You're fucking lying!
I found your boy! I took care of your boy!
He was scared of you. No wonder he didn't wanna go home.
[intriguing music playing]
Your name is Vincent, and you have a wife named Cassie.
Edgar's mom.
You're very good at drawing.
And Cassie,
she smells of coffee and flowers.
- And cigarettes. - Yeah, she does.
I didn't want any of this shit, man.
He came to me.
He followed me.
All right?
Where is he now?
Where is he?
[melancholy music playing]
I cross over to the manhole. It's how I get down there.
It's a drop, but dangerous if you don't know your way around.
The following night, we hear a boy calling out.
He... he must have followed me. Fallen down.
What... what... what the fuck are you saying?
You... you mean he hurt himself? Did he... did he... did he get hurt?
He was grazed, all cut up.
- Oh shit. - [Eric] Hear that?
[Yuusuf] Then I think I'd get him better. He's a nice kid.
- He's a good kid. - [Vincent] A great kid.
- [Eric] Yeah, and you lost him. - Shut the fuck up!
Then I see my face everywhere in the news. And I'm fucked. So I sent him back.
What do you mean? Back where?
He didn't wanna go, but...
- Back through the drain. - Back through the dr... Which drain? Where?
It's straight down there, all right? You take a left.
You follow it, then it's on the right. I swear to God. I did everything I could.
- You gotta show me. - I gotta get out of here.
What the fuck! You gotta show me!
- You're on your own now. - Oh shit.
- [exhales forcefully] - [Eric] He chose to stay away.
He didn't wanna come home 'cause you're just a shit dad.
A fucking junkie.
- Shut the fuck up! - [grunts]
Hey! He ran away because of you.
No!
He was scared of you, his own father.
No. Why? Why would he be scared of me?
It's not enough to ask the questions.
- You gotta listen to the answers now. - [thud]
- You keep blaming everyone else. - [thwack]
But look... in... the mirror.
The real monsters ain't under the bed, Vincent.
- [groans] - It's you. It's you.
[Vincent yells]
[groaning]
[grunts]
[chokes]
[Eric] Die!
[Eric groans]
[grunts]
[dog barking]
[intriguing music playing]
[speaking Romanian]
[sirens wailing]
[tires screech]
[woman] Hi, this is the Di Bari office. Mr. Di Bari is not in right now.
Fuck!
[man] NYPD! Nobody move!
Hands in the air! Don't move.
- [banging at door] - [man 1] NYPD! Open up!
- [man 2] Come out! Hands up! - [Ledroit] Hands on your head.
Don't make me repeat myself!
- [tense music playing] - Move! Now! Step aside.
[music fades]
[mysterious music playing]
[unsettling music playing]
Right. Richard!
- Get in the photo. Please. - [Costello] Yeah.
We're almost done.
[door opens]
- [Ledroit] NYPD. Move to the side. - [photographer] Smile.
Richard Costello.
You're under arrest in connection with the murder of Marlon Rochelle.
- Cuff him. - Bruno Di Bari.
- You're under arrest. Let's go. - [DiBari] Watch the suit.
[woman] There's gotta be some kind of mistake.
Say nothing, Richie.
Say nothing without a lawyer.
Get the fuck off! Do you know who I am?
- [male reporter] Mr. Costello! - [reporters shouting questions]
[Ledroit] Tina. What is it?
Move aside, please.
They found a body.
[brooding music playing]
[reporters shouting questions]
[music fades]
[melancholy music playing]
[doorbell rings]
[breathing anxiously]
Oh no... no, no, no, no, no, no...
[mouths]
Where was it found?
Close to the Hudson.
Tangled around the body of a woman.
We don't have her name yet.
By the look of her, she was living on the street.
We're not ruling anything out.
But we have recent sightings of a woman possibly wearing this jacket
with Yuusuf Egbe.
How did she die?
[inhales deeply]
[Ledroit] She drowned.
But we've begun to search the surrounding area.
[Cassie exhales anxiously]
He's dead.
[breathing deeply]
[Cassie breathing anxiously]
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Edgar straining]
[unsettling music playing]
[tense music playing]
[Ledroit] This tape shows you were clearly responsible
for the death of Marlon Rochelle.
He was skimming from your profits.
Turning tricks behind the club, and you weren't seeing the money.
I take the Fifth.
Then Kennedy grew a conscience, started to say too much.
That why you killed him too?
I take the Fifth.
Who called you to dispose of Marlon Rochelle's body?
I take the Fifth.
Mr. Lakatos,
we found a considerable amount of cocaine in your company's safe.
I strongly advise you seek counsel and talk.
I take the Fifth.
[sniffs]
[inhales] So the call comes in, and you...
you what?
I take the Fifth.
And what?
What? You... you... you like to keep a souvenir?
You better start talking, Misha.
The ones that stay with you.
The ones that
don't let you sleep at night.
And Marlon Rochelle.
Where did you drop him?
Same place all the trash goes.
[Varga inhales deeply]
And you did this on whose orders?
Bruno Di Bari.
Brother-in-law of Councillor Costello.
Um... [exhales deeply]
[Ledroit] You need to tell us exactly what happened.
And now.
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
[Costello] I didn't want this to happen to him.
[inhales deeply]
- I didn't ask-- - For them to kill him?
For you to do nothing?
[Costello] They wouldn't listen to me. I...
[Costello inhales]
...tried to stop it. [exhales]
[inhales deeply] They had me cuffed. I couldn't watch.
But I could hear them. They were punching and kicking him.
He was screaming out, and I did nothing.
[sighs] I'm a piece of shit. I...
[breathing deeply]
You have any idea what it feels like to spend your whole life hiding?
Just trying to fit in.
Hoping, praying no one sees it.
[inaudible]
That kid saw it.
[inhales deeply] He did.
[exhales shakily]
And he died for it.
[tearfully] He, uh... he died for it.
[Costello sobs]
[music building]
[music ends]
He died for it.
[sobs]
[exhales slowly]
[unsettling music playing]
Thank you.
There's been a sighting of Edgar Anderson close to the park.
- [music fades] - [train car clattering]
[groans]
[gasps]
[panting]
[ethereal music playing]
[music swells]
Edgar. Edgar.
[dripping water]
Oh my God. Edgar.
Jesus.
Fuck.
- [rumbling] - [indistinct chatter]
[purposeful music playing]
[strains]
[grunts]
[car horns blaring]
[panting]
What the fuck?
[music fades]
[Edgar] Hello! This is the Anderson Family.
- Please leave a message after the tone. - [Cassie] ...after the beep!
[Vincent] Don't forget to leave your number.
[Edgar] And don't forget to leave your number!
- [Vincent] Bingo! - [beep]
Cassie, Detective Ledroit. Please pick up.
[Cassie] Hello.
[indistinct chatter]
That's enough.
[woman] ...strong south-westerly winds bringing mild weather.
Breaking news. Reporting live in New York.
As crowds of protesters continue to gather in Central Park,
we'll be reporting live throughout the day.
The eviction of homeless people from the subway tunnels
has created an outrage against city hall.
City hall is facing mounting...
[Cassie] Excuse us.
[Sebastian] They say, at city hall, they wanna help us.
[Cassie] Excuse me.
[Sebastian] But the only thing they're doing is moving out the poor
to make way for their new condos and their new hotels.
- Excuse me. - [Sebastian] Is this fair?
[crowd] No!
[Sebastian] What looks to you like a sidewalk
may very well be someone else's living room
or bedroom or fucking bathroom, right?
- [crowd] Yeah! - It's not fair. People deserve to be safe.
- They deserve to belong. - [officer 1] Out the way.
- [Sebastian] We want homes for all! - [officer 2] Back.
[Sebastian] We want homes, not homeless, right?
- Homes! Not homeless! - Back. Get back.
[chanting] Homes! Not homeless! Homes! Not homeless!
[chanting continues]
[suspenseful music playing]
- Vincent. - Yeah. Hi, hi, hi.
Vincent, you can't go in there!
[music fades]
Where the fuck are you? Where are you?
[sighs]
Fuck. Where are you, buddy?
Oh fuck.
[sighs in indecision]
[soothing music playing]
[switch clanks]
[panting]
Oh fuck. Fuck.
[music swells]
[music fades]
Oh fuck.
What the fuck have they done to you?
Yeah, they used fucking bolts, not bungees.
[exhales forcefully]
All right, let's get you the fuck out of here.
Let's go get our boy.
- [indistinct chatter] - [offbeat music playing]
[chanting] Homes for all! Homes for all!
[music ends]
[melancholy music playing]
- [chanting] Homes for all! - [Eric] Hey!
[panting]
[chanting] Homes for all!
[man] Get down!
Huh?
[woman] Get off the fucking stage, man!
[as Eric] Hey! Hey!
Yeah! Yeah!
Newspeople with the cameras. Over here! Hey!
[panting]
[as Eric] Hey, Edgar.
- Edgar, buddy? - [chanting] Homes for all!
Can you hear me?
I'm not going anywhere.
[mysterious music playing]
Edgar, can you see me? Edgar?
- Edgar? Please, please just hear me out. - [door opens]
- Just give me a moment, will ya? - [door closes]
[man] What do you want, kid?
[Edgar] French toast, please.
- [man] Take a seat. Coming right up. - Look, you did it, buddy. It's me, Eric.
I hope you're watching this 'cause your dad's a stupid dumbass.
But he's sorry. [grunts]
[poignant music playing]
[as Eric] He's so fucking sorry.
Everyone deserves a home where they feel safe and not scared,
and he let you down.
But he could do better.
He wants to do better.
[as Eric] He will do better.
[sighs] The truth is...
Truth is...
Can you even hear me, Edgar?
Truth is...
[exclaims] Oh, kid... [grunts]
[Vincent panting]
- The truth is... - [camera clicking]
"Everyone thinks of changing the world."
"No one thinks of changing themselves."
[woman] Who's that?
Tolstoy.
Leo Tolstoy.
- [Vincent] I'm gonna change, Edgar. - Huh.
[man] Yeah! We want change!
[chanting] Change for all! Change for all!
[man] Eric!
[chanting] Change for all! Change for all! Change for all!
[chanting continues]
[Vincent] No, no. I... I haven't finished.
[chanting continues]
Hey, give me your mic.
Edgar, buddy.
If you're watching this...
race you home.
See you there, buddy.
- [upbeat music playing] - [chanting continues]
[cheering]
Go, Eric!
[Cassie] Vincent!
- [cutlery rattles] - [Vincent] Excuse me.
[door opens]
[car horns blaring]
[panting]
[girl] Look! That's Eric! Eric! Eric, wait up!
[boy] There's Eric! Wait!
Eric!
Eric, run!
- [tires screech] - [car horn blares]
- [man] What a fucking moron. - [car horn blares]
- [Vincent] Edgar? - [engine revs]
- [Vincent panting] - [man] You stupid son of a bitch!
- Get out of the fucking road! - [panting]
- Can you hear me? - [Edgar] Dad!
Edgar.
[tearfully] Edgar! Edgar!
- [man] Asshole! - Oh my God! You're alive!
[panting]
[tearfully] Edgar!
[melancholy music playing]
[breathing deeply]
[tranquil music playing]
[Cassie sighs] He's asleep.
I'll call when I'm allowed family.
It's me.
[inhales deeply] I'm the toxic thing.
[keys jangle]
- [Cassie exhales shakily] - [door opens]
[door closes]
[sweeping]
- George. - Mr. Anderson.
All right.
[sighs]
[exhales]
[woman] In other news, reports are coming in of a number of arrests
in connection with missing teenager Marlon Rochelle.
Believed to be linked to The Lux nightclub,
owner Alexander Gator was unavailable for comment.
[unsettling music playing]
A raid on Mr. Gator's former nightclub, The Sierra, six years ago
exposed an underage sex ring
involving a number of high-profile clients,
including a senator, a Hollywood actor,
and a leading creative on a popular children's TV show.
More revelations look set to threaten careers
as details are now being released to the public.
[sighs]
[man] You are a dead man, Nokes.
[indistinct aggressive yelling]
[telephone ringing]
[Lennie] You've reached Leonard Wilson. I can't take your call.
Please leave your message after the beep. Have a great day.
[beep]
- [woman screaming] - [indistinct panicked yelling]
[approaching sirens]
["These Days" by Nico playing]
[approaching footsteps]
[Cassie chuckles]
♪ I've been out walking ♪
♪ I don't do too much talking these days ♪
♪ These days ♪
- ♪ These days, I seem to think a lot ♪ - [Cecile breathing deeply]
♪ About the things that I forgot to do ♪
♪ And all the times I had ♪
[breathes shakily]
♪ A chance to... ♪
[man] And in other news, the search goes on
for the remains of the 14-year-old Marlon Rochelle.
The hope is that finding him will soon bring an end
to this scandalous and tragic period in the history of the NYPD.
Talking to the press today
and implicating former deputy mayor Costello and his associates
while reflecting on her son's death, Mrs. Rochelle said...
My son... was 14 years old.
[cameras clicking]
He went out one day and never came back.
[camera clicks]
My son was full of love.
Full of hope.
[cameras click]
Full of trust in people.
But this isn't a fair world, and...
[sighs] ...these are not fair rules.
That trust was betrayed, but
that love and hope will still go on.
As long as I am alive,
I will not give up on love.
I will not give up on hope. - [camera clicks]
My son deserved to live in a city that loved him.
My son deserved to live in a city that protected him.
My son deserved and hoped for better than this.
That hope that... [sighs]
...that the city, that we... can do better.
Not tomorrow, but right now.
My son's name was Marlon Rochelle.
[camera clicks]
Do better.
For my son. For all of our sons.
For Marlon.
Please...
do better.
♪ I've stopped my dreaming ♪
♪ I won't do Too much scheming these days ♪
♪ These days ♪
♪ These days, I sit on cornerstones ♪
♪ And count the time In quarter tones to ten ♪
♪ Please don't confront me ♪
- ♪ With my failures ♪ - [inhales shakily]
- [exhales shakily] - ♪ I had not forgotten them ♪
[sobs]
[indistinct chatter]
Vincent.
Dad.
Thanks for meeting me.
You look well.
I... I am well. Getting there.
I will be, I hope, one day.
I was just thinking.
Do you remember how old I was when we came to the zoo over there?
- I have a meeting in 20 minutes-- - Four or five, I... I... I had to be.
And we'd get here real early before you had to work, just the two of us,
and we'd walk through those gates together, and you'd say,
"Good Day Sunshine."
You remember that?
We'd go see the otters,
the monkeys, the polar bears.
I loved the polar bears.
- [Robert] I don't know what this has to-- - And sometimes you'd take me for--
French toast.
Yeah, French toast.
- I'd forgotten about the French toast. - I really have to go--
There was a time, Dad...
there was a time when I admired you.
Respected you, even.
But not anymore.
This park you love.
This park you set your little show in.
This park was approved in 1857
when the free Black Americans
and the Immigrant Irish and German population that lived here
were ordered to leave Seneca Village
so the people of New York can walk with their kids in it.
You don't have to respect it, but you can't deny it.
It's called progress, Vincent.
Or theft.
Goodbye, Dad.
[poignant music playing]
[sighs]
[woman] Good Day Sunshine! And welcome to the sunshine experience.
Great. No cameras. No recording equipment, please.
Tickets aren't numbered. You get the seat you get.
But you're all winners here.
We're gonna file single line through this door.
Make sure you keep your hands in your pockets.
No chewing gum allowed. No candy...
[breathes deeply]
[indistinct chatter]
Still late.
- Hey. - Hey.
- You ready? - Yeah.
- In rehearsal, the mouth, it slipped. - Yeah.
- So you gotta grip it real tight. - Sure. Bungee, not bolts.
Exactly.
Here are the feet. And with the voice, remember what we talked about?
- Go-- - [deep voice] Deeper.
- [Murray] Just like that. - Okay.
You're gonna crush it.
Thanks.
[as Eric] All right, buddy.
Let's do it.
[Ronnie as Mush] Hey, Bug! Hear the one about the sapling who wanted to learn?
- [Jackson as Bug] I don't know. - He went to elemen-tree school.
[children laugh]
Here comes Eric. Don't be scared.
Just one more branch. You're nearly there!
Keep it coming.
You can't see the view if you keep your eyes covered.
You did it, Eric!
But I'm scared, Mush.
I'm not scared of anything.
[Vincent as Eric] I'm scared of the world below.
[grunts]
[Ronnie as Mush] Don't be scared, Eric.
- [Vincent as Eric] Huh? - 'Cause you got us by your side.
Guess I do,
don't I?
[breathes deeply]
[knock at door]
[Ledroit] It's Michael.
[Cecile sighs]
Oh!
[Good Day Sunshine playing on TV]
Hi!
[Cecile laughs]
Oh wow. Thank you. So you can put it right there.
- Thank you. No, I'm good. - Can I put this stuff in--
- [Cecile] Thank you. - That's okay.
I'm watching my grandbaby. That's Anita's son, McKay.
[Good Day Sunshine closing theme playing]
[whimsical music playing]
[Cecile] Why don't you sit down?
Let me make you something to eat.
Good Day Sunshine!
[woman] Okay, one more. One more. Look alive!
Come on, come on.
And one, two, three.
[all] Good Day Sunshine!
[woman] All right. All good. Thank you.
- [children chatter] - [Vincent] Hey, thanks.
[music fades]
- Oh! Wow. - [Cassie chuckles]
- Hey. - [Cassie] Hi.
It's really happening.
Oh yeah! It's really happening.
Um...
Edgar. Is he... is he okay?
Yeah, he's really excited.
- [sighs] Okay. - [Cassie] We'll pick him up around eight.
- The show was great. - Thanks.
- Good to see you, Sebastian. - [Cassie exhales shakily]
Edgar?
[man speaks indistinctly]
- [poignant music playing] - [thumping]
[exhales forcefully]
[as Eric] Hey.
[shakily] Hey.
[chuckles]
- [breathing shakily] - [as Eric] And what's your name?
Um...
[inhales]
My name is Vincent.
[exhales]
[as Eric] Pleased to meet you, Vincent. I'm Eric.
[softly] Pleased to meet you too,
Eric.
[sighs] Um...
Have we... have we not met before? [sniffles]
- [as Eric] I don't think so. - No? No, okay.
Well, that's strange 'cause you just... you look a lot like someone I knew once.
[as Eric] Yeah. Oh, okay.
["I'm Not In Love" by 10cc playing]
What was your name again?
- [as Eric] Eric. - Eric? That's it.
Okay, now I'm onto it. You, you're the new monster, right?
- [as Eric] Yeah. - Oh. How's that working out?
[as Eric] Ah, not bad.
- Really? - [as Eric] Yeah.
[both speaking indistinctly]
- ♪ I'm not in love ♪ - [grunts]
♪ So don't forget it ♪
♪ It's just a silly phase I'm going through ♪
♪ And just because I call you up ♪
♪ Don't get me wrong ♪
♪ Don't think you've got it made ♪
♪ I'm not in love ♪
♪ No, no ♪
♪ It's because ♪
♪ I'd like to see you ♪
♪ But then again ♪
♪ That doesn't mean You mean that much to me ♪
♪ So if I call you ♪
♪ Don't make a fuss ♪
♪ Don't tell your friends About the two of us ♪
♪ I'm not in love ♪
♪ No, no ♪
♪ It's because ♪