The Drowning

Wait, wait, wait. No, come on. Ha, ha.

Let's go. You said you would.

I'm gonna make you like nature.

I don't think nature likes me very much.

All I'm saying is, you don't get fresh air like this in New York.

Oh-ho-ho. Okay.

Sure, whatever.

All right. You wanna go back?

What? To the house, not the city.

Is he going to...

What?

Tom.

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!

Here, here. I'm gonna... Move.

He's not breathing.

I'm gonna call someone.

All right. I'll go. I'll go. No, no, stay. I got it. I got it.

Breathe.

I think this needs stitches. Doesn't need stitches.

Just put that on. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Do they even teach shrinks that?

You'd be surprised what they teach shrinks. Just put that...

Just put it on.

Ow! No, I'm just kidding. It didn't hurt. Oh, sorry, sorry. Oh...

Do you wanna...

You all right?

Yeah, yeah. I just...

Just that kid.

I know. It was touch and go.

You risked your life for a complete stranger.

It's not like I had a choice.

Look...

...if I wasn't such a fantastic swimmer...

...then I wouldn't have gone in, but I am, and anyway, I'm all right. Right?

Thanks.

Look, what you did was very brave.

I just got scared. That's all. I know.

I'll take that to the cleaners. It's his, actually.

Paramedics grabbed the wrong one.

I was gonna stop by the...

Oh, hey, hey, hey. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Hey, Mary.

They were about to admit a Dr. Thomas Seymour before I noticed.

Ian Wilkinson.

You get a read on him? No.

Temazepam in his veins, maybe 10 of them.

Oh, Jesus. Yeah. Mary and Joseph.

Hello.

I thought you might be looking for this.

I'm the, uh...

I'm the guy that pulled you out.

My wife was shook up. She'll be happy to...

Dr. Seymour?

It's, uh... It's... It's me.

Danny?

Danny Miller? Yeah.

Wow, I'm sorry. I... I didn't know that you were out.

They kept it pretty quiet.

Right.

So Ian, um...

Oh, uh, "Ian" was the warden's first name.

"Wilkinson" was the chaplain's last, so that's me now.

What has it been? Ten, 12 years? Really?

It feels like twice that for me.

Oh, of course, of course.

I'm sorry. This is... It's... Wild, right?

It makes you think, huh? Yeah. It does.

Chaplain would say that coincidence...

...is the crack in human affairs that lets God in.

A chaplain would.

Well, look...

...I gotta... I gotta get to work, so...

All things considered, you...

You look all right. Yeah. Yeah.

All things considered.

Take care.

My mother's a bitch. She didn't believe he raped me.

The bitch said... Young lady.

She said I made it up. Fuck her.

Her man gets two years. Two years' probation?

And she blames me, takes it out on me.

Bitch killed my dog.

She killed my fucking dog, that's why.

I cut her, the bitch. Showed her some justice across her face.

That is enough, Miss Demers.

Will counsel and the psychologist please approach?

Dr. Seymour.

So...

...what do you think?

I'm so sick of that case.

"My dog. My dog. My dog."

You think the mother's boyfriend raped her?

I'm gonna violate him anyways.

Before she kills him. Kids usually need a reason to kill.

Not in that neighborhood. Bought you a drink.

Why, thank you.

Ian Wilkinson.

He's one of yours? Yeah.

And you did a good thing.

Were you ever gonna tell me? You know I couldn't.

Do the police know it's him? I took care of that.

He was off his meds, he's depressed...

...went for a swim. A swim? Angie, Danny is...

He's Ian Wilkinson now.

Okay? Yeah. When did we start doing that?

We do it every once in a while.

He's a very exceptional...

"Exceptional." ...and damaged young man.

Mm-hm. Smart, bright.

He has a chance...

...a future if we keep the police and the press out of it.

He thinks you can help him.

You know that's not gonna happen. And you can't tell anyone about this.

Not even your wife.

Have your drink, Tom. You earned it.

That water was deep.

I gotta get back to court. At least look like I'm working.

Think about it.

So you're back Thursday, then? No, no.

I told you, I'm filling in for Bob this weekend.

You've been cutting hours... I know.

We could use the cash. Sorry.

You should come. This weekend?

Yeah. Is there an opening or something?

No, it's just... I just gotta finish this chapter...

...on parental abuse, and I haven't listened to the tapes.

So... No, it's just... It's...

...a good time.

I got it.

I hate talking about it this way. I get it.

Really, I'm sick of it. The calendars, the thermometers.

Hey, listen. No, I... I want that.

I do. I want it.

Whatever it takes. As many times as it takes.

Heh. Okay. I'm your man.

I'm gonna try to finish up here in the next few days and get down there. Okay?

You know what? I'm gonna drive you down.

We'll stop at a B and B, and get right down to it.

Stop.

It's fine. Just finish whatever you need to finish...

...but try to come down. Okay?

You're beautiful. You know that?

It's too easy to assume that Nicole lacks conscience.

Many children are obsessed with issues of loyalty and betrayal.

But hers is a hormone mentality...

...primitive and exacting.

So the question becomes how to distinguish...

...between access to a personality disorder...

...and relatively healthy...

Danny, what are you... What are you doing here?

Hey, I was just in the neighborhood...

...and you left your letter...

...at the hospital the other day. It has your address on it.

You didn't hear the doorbell? Anyway, um...

It looked important, like a bill or something.

Oh, well, thank you.

You look a bit better.

How you feeling?

Well, I got out of the hospital, and I slept like the dead.

Okay. Well, thanks for this, and I gotta get back to work, so...

What?

You're the only person I can talk to about what happened.

Can I come in?

Sure. Yeah. Thank you.

Yeah. Of course. I just... Just have a seat.

Look, Danny.

I can give you the name of someone...

...who can help... What are you doing?

What... Please... Please don't smoke in here.

Someone else, huh?

I'm the knife that's been cast into the sea.

Excuse me? Sigmund Freud, doc.

I know. I wouldn't categorize you that way.

Now please put the cigarette out.

I just want you to know that I really... No, Danny, stop.

We can't. I'm not your therapist. Can we talk?

I'm not your therapist. No. I'm sorry.

Jesus.

They convicted me...

...for a crime that I didn't commit, and you...

You basically sentenced me, so...

...can you at least help me get my life back on track?

I rendered an opinion.

That's all. You know that I'm innocent.

You gotta know that, right?

I don't know that, and I need to ask you to leave right now.

Do you understand me?

Now.

What the fuck?

What the hell?

Hey, Louis.

Whoa, got you.

Really?

Good jab. See you, Louis.

Hey, Mom. I'm in here.

Louis tried to talk to you out there? Ah, you could say that. Yeah.

Keeps coming here on his breaks...