[seabirds calling]
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes? [inhales sharply]
Who even really says that?
What does it actually even mean?
[groans]
Do you really think that's what I wanna talk about right now?
[Danny inhales sharply]
I just thought, all things considered, it was pretty light.
You trying to be funny?
I guess I am.
Danny.
Did you see the sunset?
The sky is lousy with colors.
Jesus. You can't even see it from here.
I can imagine it.
Turns out, I'm pretty good at that.
Danny, stay with me. Let me help.
It's okay. I got this.
You don't.
You need help. Let me help.
I can keep you out now.
Fantastic. Hooray for therapy.
[Danny groans, breathing heavily]
- Danny, wake up. - [groans]
Danny, let me in, please.
- [Danny murmurs] - What?
[whispering] It's quiet.
It's never been quiet before.
[breathing heavily]
Danny.
Danny, wake up. [grunts]
[thuds]
[siren wailing in distance]
- [cars honking] - [chattering]
[people chattering]
Look, look, look. Put the kids in a bag.
Tight. So you can see when they stop breathing.
[continues, indistinct]
[person at counter] Next. Step up, please.
- [Russ] Hey, Stan. - [Stan] Hey, Russ.
I just gotta get a, uh, refill on that.
You got these two weeks ago, man.
- So? - Stan.
Mmm. Look, I just gotta get through this trial...
[inhales sharply] ...and then I'm done. Okay?
I'm sorry, man.
- Come on, Russ. - [Russ] Stan.
[patient] You're holding up the line, man. Let's go.
[exhales deeply]
- You know this is bullshit, right? - I don't make the rules, man.
I served my country, and I come in here like a fucking beggar...
- Okay-- Stan, I unders-- Stop! - ...and I still get nothing.
- I'm at a deficit here. - Calm down. They're gonna throw you out.
- It's what I'm owed! - Okay, okay. Come here. Come here!
I need you to book to see the doc. Okay?
Be cool.
Thanks.
[sighs]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[exhales sharply]
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
[sighs]
Yeah? [sighs]
Your Honor--
You've missed your proposal deadline. You've been absent from several classes.
So, not great for tenure?
Rya, your testimony's over. You've done what you can for this boy.
It's time to step away from the case.
Good girl.
Don't let emotions get in the way of the work we do.
- Why not? - I'm sorry?
I mean, aren't emotions the whole reason that we do what we do?
- Rya. - And if they aren't, shouldn't they be?
I'm late for dinner. I'll see you in class.
Thanks.
[car door slams]
Stan?
Uh, we gotta talk.
Suicidal ideation is textbook. How did I not see that coming?
Don't do that.
He was in my care, Stan.
There's a long line of people that let this kid down.
Don't make it about you.
Are you a shrink now?
I'm just saying.
All we know, if they hadn't heard him fall off his bunk, he'd be dead.
Right now, we just gotta hope he makes it through the night.
[rhythmic beeping]
[rhythmic beeping continues]
[rhythmic beeping continues, clearer]
- [Rya] Conscious? That's all they said? - Uh-huh.
Somebody has to teach these people more words.
- Not quite all. No. - What else?
They cleared him to be back in court by the end of the week.
What? Is that a joke?
As far as the court is concerned,
all he needs to hear is two closing arguments and a verdict.
- So, he's healthy enough for that. - [sighs]
- [muttering] You walk really fast. - Huh?
- [normal voice] You walk fast. - Long legs.
What about the jury?
Well, the judge is calling it a medical delay, which is good for us.
Juries tend to take a suicide attempt as a sign of guilt.
God, people never fail to see the worst in each other, huh?
No, they don't. But not you, huh?
No, not me. You should try to sell me a bridge.
- [Stan chuckles] - [Rya chuckles] I'd buy it.
[Stan] Yeah.
Danny. Hi.
Oh, thank God. [chuckles]
Look at that. Right as rain, this kid, huh?
Are you okay? How do you feel?
Are you in pain right now?
Is there anything that I can get for you?
Danny?
[inhales deeply]
[in British accent] Danny is safe.
But he is also not here. Nor will he be coming.
And for that, you only have yourself to blame.
Please let me talk to him, Jack.
I think we all know how that turned out last time.
That's unfair.
[rhythmic beeping]
All I've been trying to do is help.
Imagine in a matter of days that Danny is in prison.
And by the looks of things, that seems quite inevitable.
Wouldn't you say?
So ask yourself, whose help does the boy most need?
Yours or mine?
No. I think we've had just about enough of your help,
so go find yourself another lost cause.
I'll handle it from here.
Nurse, I'm terribly tired and would like to rest now please.
But thank you both very...
...much for coming to visit me. Doctor. Counselor.
- Really... - ...too kind. I'm sure I'll be seeing you.
Okay. [sighs]
[sighs, groans, inhales deeply]
That's another fine mess you've gotten me into, Stanley.
Laurel and Hardy. No? I suppose not.
Well, a little lowbrow culture in our future won't do any harm, that's for sure.
I did tell you this would happen.
[chain rattling]
The world out there is not for you, my boy.
It never was.
It's too bloody cruel.
Be a good lad and stay put, won't you?
Don't make me fill this place with water.
We understand each other?
You should eat.
I'm not hungry.
He was at the point where he was able to have some control over his alters.
Jack must have reasserted himself.
Maybe the kid didn't wanna come out.
After all he's seen, why would he?
What do we do, Stan?
We lose, Rya.
There's gotta be something. He-He...
There was no suicide note?
Nope. But this--
No, wait. This one was on his bunk with him.
- Adam. - Adam.
So, what is it that you're taking Klonopin hand over fist to treat?
Stuff from the war.
"Stuff from the war"?
What do you mean? Can you elaborate?
[sighs deeply, smacks lips]
PTSD.
I was young, ROTC, all that.
I was too young for a command, and things didn't work out so well.
What do you mean? You lost men?
Yeah. I lost a lot of men. And I take responsibility for that.
I-I don't know what you mean.
I just told you. I was ROTC.
So, you volunteered. That makes what happened your fault?
- You could look at it that way. Yeah. - Sure.
Or you were at war, and you were a kid.
- Stop. - Right?
Does anything about this face say, "Please analyze it"?
That's the thing, Stan.
Everybody who's gotten hurt has some kind of story they tell themselves.
"I shouldn't have been walking alone at night."
- "I shouldn't have worn a short skirt." - Yeah, I shouldn't have.
"I shouldn't have gotten angry." "I shouldn't have talked back."
We make the bad things that happened to us our fault.
It's a way to imagine that we have some control, but we don't,
because bad things happen.
So, until we accept that it's not all our fault,
we're not gonna be able to begin to heal.
You okay? Smelling toast?
Oh, my God. That's it.
Let's get this to go. I'll explain it to you on the ride.
- Do you have a car? Is it close? - Uh, I have a close car.
All right. It's gonna rain. We gotta go. Can you pay the check, please?
[Stan] Could I get a couple to-go boxes?
[Rya] So, the reason we lost--
Technically, we haven't lost yet.
Yes, but say we have. Why?
Because we needed to show abuse in a way that convinced the jury.
And we did the opposite.
Yeah, well, you can thank Candy for that.
And I'm not credible because Danny doesn't know that he was ever abused...
- Right. I understand. - ...just Adam.
[stammers] What is this, the greatest hits of unsuccessful testimony?
So maybe we have the wrong witness.
What happened to Danny, what happened to Adam,
none of it was Danny's fault.
But he doesn't know that.
His guilt, his shame,
they're keeping him from being able to see what-what really happened.
So we have to show him.
That's what works with Danny.
He's beautiful that way.
He will fight you, but when you show him the truth, eventually he will believe you.
And he'll be able to see what really happened, and so will the jury.
- It's the next exit. In a mile. - All right.
[Rya speaks indistinctly]
[Stan] Hi. I thought you had class.
[Rya] Uh, that ship has sailed.
What do you mean?
I told the dean I needed another day off, and he said I need to make a choice.
- I'm sorry. - Who wants to be a professor anyway?
They're old. I don't wanna be old. Nobody wants to be old.
- [sighs] - Right?
Yeah.
Stan, is this gonna work? [sighs]
[scoffs] You're asking me?
[Matty] Hey.
Was just in the building. Wanted to wish you luck.
You know you're fucked when the cops are rooting for you.
Always an asshole, Camisa.
- Hey. - Hi.
Uh, Frank wanted me to wish you luck too. Um--
- No, he didn't. - No, he didn't.
Things don't always work out the way you want.
Are you talking about me or you, Detective?
[chuckles]
You put your whole heart into things. This thing.
And no matter what happens, that's worth a lot.
- You take care. Mm-hmm? - You too, Matty.
Yeah.
[door closes]
- [Posner] Bring in the jury. - [bailiff] All rise.
[in British accent] Strange.
Stepping onto the pitch as the clock winds down, the game already lost.
Just wish I'd done it sooner. I might have enjoyed this.
[bailiff] Be seated.
[sighs]
Mr. Camisa, is the defense prepared to rest?
One more witness, Your Honor.
[Posner] All right. Go ahead.
The defense calls Danny Sullivan to the stand.
[people in courtroom murmuring]
[chuckles]
That's you.
[clears throat]
[bailiff] Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
[normal voice] I do.
For the record, please state your full name and address.
Daniel Sullivan. 9 Elm Road, Elm Ridge, New York.
Only, that's not true, is it?
I'm fairly certain that that is my address.
Not your address, your name.
Are you Danny Sullivan?
Of course I'm Danny Sullivan. Who else would I be?
- Isn't your name Jack? - [Patricia] Objection.
- Whatever the defense is playing at-- - [Stan] Your Honor,
Danny Sullivan has the presumption of innocence.
It is his right, and in this case,
that requires that we at least consider that that is not Danny.
- I'll allow it. - Your Honor...
I'd like to talk to Danny.
- And that you are, sir. In the... - ...flesh.
And as I'm up here, I'd very much appreciate
the chance to tell my...
...side of the story, if that's okay.
Okay, "Danny." Go ahead.
[swallows]
I hated my stepfather.
Before he came, it was just...
...my mom and me, and when he did, he treated her terribly.
I guess you could say he was abusive to her.
I begged her to leave, but she was so scared. [sighs]
Well, she was convinced he'd find her and hurt her.
I guess that's why I stayed so close to home.
The abuse never stopped. If anything, it only got worse.
All I wanted was to scare him into leaving.
I know what I did was wrong. And I take full responsibility.
Your Honor, I have a hostile witness.
That hostile witness is your client.
And as I said, I don't believe he is.
Mr. Camisa, really, I--
I just need a little leeway, if-if you'll allow it, Your Honor, please.
Mr. Camisa, you are embarrassing yourself.
Yeah.
Okay. Let's agree to disagree.
That's a handsome guy, wouldn't you say?
Indeed.
- Mr. Camisa-- - Please, Your Honor, just...
Now, who is the other boy in this drawing?
[creaking]
That is Adam.
And who is Adam?
I don't see how this is relevant.
But you're not in charge here. You have to answer the question.
This is an entirely fruitless line of questioning, Your Honor.
- Answer the question, Jack. - I will do no such thing.
[bars rattle]
[Posner] The witness will answer the question.
- Adam is-- [clears throat] Adam... - [normal voice] ...was my twin brother.
Danny's twin brother?
I think you'll find that's exactly what I just said.
Okay.
[rummaging]
Now... you recognize this photo?
It's from Danny's living room wall, isn't it?
- [Danny] Yes. - Who's in the photo?
That's Candy. My moth-- My mom and me.
Now, does anything about it strike you as strange?
[Danny] I don't know what you mean.
[Stan] Why don't you understand?
Is there anything out of the ordinary about this photo?
[chains rattle]
No.
Nothing at all.
Where's Adam now, Danny?
[Stan] Danny?
Answer the question, Danny.
[bars rattle]
[clears throat] He died.
When?
- [grunts] - Wh-When he was a boy.
- [Stan] Not a baby? - [grunts]
[in British accent] No, when he was just a boy.
So why isn't he in this picture?
- Or this one? - I-I don't know.
- [bars clang] - [Stan] Or--
[in British accent] Stop it! [panting]
[Stan] Stop what? Stop questioning you?
- No, I wasn't talking to you. I-- [sighs] - [Stan] Or this one? Or this one?
Why is there only one boy in all of these photos?
[bars clang]
- Uh... - [bars clang]
What happened to Adam, Danny?
[grunts]
- I'll ask again, what happened to Adam? - No.
[in British accent] I fucking told you what happened to Adam.
[Posner, echoing] Mr. Sullivan,
there will be no profanity in my courtroom.
I'm sorry, Your Honor. I--
- Right. He died. How? - [breathing heavily]
[stammers] I-- I-- I-- I--
[Stan] Is it possible that you don't remember?
[mumbling] Oh, Christ.
[Stan, echoing] Danny?
Danny?
What happened to Adam, Danny?
[water trickling, splashing]
[breathing heavily]
[Adam, echoing] Hey, Dan.
[whispers] Adam.
[Stan] What happened to Adam, Danny?
[as Danny] He had to go away.
Why?
Because of what he did.
And what did Adam do?
He wanted it to happen. He wanted Marlin to do it.
[inhales sharply, swallows]
Because he wanted everything to be okay.
Because he didn't want our mom to be alone.
He wanted Marlin...
to do whatever he wanted to him.
And he raped him over and over.
But he wanted him to.
So I had to send him away.
Who is Adam, Danny?
My brother.
[Stan] But you never had a brother, did you?
[softly] No.
Who is Adam, Danny?
Me.
Adam is me.
The defense rests, Your Honor.
[Rya] How did you feel in that moment?
[Danny] I just remember the quiet.
[Posner] Has the jury reached a verdict?
We have, Your Honor.
[Danny] I wasn't used to it.
You know, not having voices in my head come to my rescue.
Will the defendant please rise?
But I had found something that would save me.
Really? What was that?
[Posner] Mr. Foreman, will you please read the verdict?
[foreman] We, the jury, do unanimously find the defendant,
Daniel Sullivan,
not guilty on all counts by reason of insanity.
- [reporters clamoring] - [gavel bangs]
[reporter] Mr. Sullivan.
Danny, can I get a quote for the newspaper?
Can I get a quote? How do you think this, uh...
There you go, kid.
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me.
[chuckles] You were saved by a saint? A Beatles song?
No.
[clamoring continues, distorted]
You, Rya.
You saved me.
How did you feel?
[Rya] Like crying and screaming at the same time.
But mostly I was really tired.
It's weird, me asking the questions, huh?
Where is Ariana?
[both chuckle]
Thank you for going over this with me though.
When you dissociate,
it's easy to lose track of other people's feelings.
- Is that so? - In fact, it is.
And I really missed you.
But, come on, you can't have just been tired.
I guess, anticlimactic too.
There was no victory speech at the courthouse.
No coming-home party.
I mean, we hadn't won your freedom, just something smaller.
A chance.
But then you were gone. You were just gone.
[Rya] At first, it was really hard for me to imagine
you working with another therapist.
Intellectually, I understood that you needed to make a new relationship,
and engage in new therapies, and heal.
But honestly, I just didn't like it that much, at first.
I missed you too.
I would check in with your new doctors, but confidentiality.
And I just worried about you all the time.
Here we are.
[Rya] Until I heard from your mom.
[sighs]
Hi, Mom.
Hey, Dan.
[Rya] What made you finally let her come see you after two years?
Because I realized, no matter how much time went by,
that I would never be ready.
So I had to face the music. [chuckles]
It was time.
It's beautiful. What are they? Stars?
Fireflies.
Fireflies?
Just thinking of the past.
It's beautiful.
They let me paint every day.
Say it's therapeutic.
[chuckles] I mean, you've always been good,
but... [inhales deeply] ...these are really somethin'.
They're actually talking about putting a few of these in an exhibition.
[Candy chuckles]
Like a real artist, huh?
Yeah.
[Candy] I'm in Oakville now.
It's a little apartment.
And Marlin?
[Candy] For a while, he'd show up drunk outside my building couple times a week.
Cops got involved.
And then one day, he just stopped.
And I haven't seen or heard from him for more than a year.
A lot of counseling since.
I think about you every day.
I want you to know that.
[sighs]
Only, I know I haven't been a good mom.
We both know I haven't.
And the fact that I--
I let you down...
so badly.
When did you know?
You don't remember your father.
Your real father.
Truth is, I never really wanted to tell you.
Because there wasn't much good to tell.
I was 16 when I got pregnant.
Seventeen when we got married.
And when you were four...
I came to understand that he--
So I got us as far away from him as possible.
But being on my own... [sighs]
Oh, it was more than I knew how to handle.
So when Marlin--
He seemed so strong, so dependable.
[stammers] Somebody who could take care of us.
And we needed that.
We needed taking care of.
I needed it.
[sobs]
I think for a long time I told myself it-- [swallows] ...it wasn't true.
It couldn't be true.
I-I couldn't have brought another man like that into our lives. [cries]
[breathes shakily] But I did.
[breathes deeply] And I'm sorry.
[inhales deeply] What I let happen to you,
even if you never forgive me--
And I wouldn't blame you if you didn't... [breathes deeply]
...because a parent is supposed to protect their child.
And I failed.
I failed.
[swallows]
And I want you to know, I know that.
I know.
I'm glad you came.
Maybe I can come back?
Maybe you'll change your mind.
Maybe I'll keep asking.
[Danny] She won't though.
And if she tried, could you ever forgive her?
She won't try.
No, probably not.
We all do the best we can.
And sometimes the best is just not enough.
They say pain makes your art better.
That's bullshit.
- [chuckles] I agree. - [chuckles]
But how are you? Now.
- [alarm blaring] - [Rya] Um, I'm the same.
Shit.
But also different.
- [Rya] Why didn't you wake me? - [Rya's mother] You're a grown woman.
Oh, suddenly now?
- Here you go. - Oh, no. No Dutch apple?
I'll go to the store today, since I'm apparently a shopping service.
[chuckles] Sit.
Your first patient won't be here for five minutes. It's only downstairs.
[Rya] Come on, Mom.
[Rya's mother] You put a new diagnosis in the DMS.
You can't be five minutes late?
First of all, it's the DSM.
And I'm confident you know that's not how it works.
I can't be proud of my daughter?
Is that what that is? [chuckles]
Please take him to school.
Hey, buddy. Gotta go to school.
[kisses] I love you.
Thanks, Mom.
I'm not a professor anymore. I'm a shrink.
And a mom.
Trying my best to be brave.
It's a lot of work.
The fusion therapy's working.
You're clearly integrating your alters.
How does that feel?
It's a process.
I'm just trying to be brave.
Oh, you are, Dan.
You've always been brave.
Maybe so.
- [knocks] - [door opens]
- Doctor. - Doctor.
Dan, it's about time for dinner.
Thank you so much for letting us use your office to catch up.
My pleasure. It's an honor to meet you.
Walk me out?
Sure.
These gardens are really beautiful.
Yeah, I can see them from my window.
Everything changes with every season.
Anyway, thank you for coming today.
And thank you for everything.
[Rya chuckles]
[sighs]
What's past is prologue.
Shakespeare. I knew that.
See, they're all in you.
You've got Jack's intelligence, Mike's charm, Ariana's confidence.
They're all you.
Not all of them.
What do you mean?
I have an unpaid debt.
It's my time to be the guardian angel.
Anyway, I'm late. Hope to see you soon, Doc.
Me too, Dan.
[door opens, closes]
["Let It Be" playing]
♪ When I find myself in times of trouble ♪
♪ Mother Mary comes to me ♪
♪ Speaking words of wisdom, let it be ♪
♪ And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me ♪
♪ Speaking words of wisdom, let it be ♪
♪ Let it be, let it be ♪
♪ Whisper words of wisdom, let it be ♪
♪ And when the brokenhearted people Living in the world agree ♪
♪ There will be an answer, let it be ♪
♪ For though they may be parted ♪
♪ There is still a chance That they will see ♪
♪ There will be an answer, let it be ♪