Awake

I don't know.

I close my eyes.

I open them.

Same as you.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

We now lay Rex Thomas...

Let's just start at the beginning.

No.

Let's start at right now.

Fair enough.

I understand you've gone back to work.

Mm-hmm.

- Detective Britten, over here. - New guy, Vega.

They just want someone to hold my hand until they know I'm okay.

And are you okay?

Yes.

- Witnesses? - Yeah,

I interviewed about 20, uh, most were in the bar

and came out after,

but didn't actually see the cab driver get shot.

But this one guy, Mr. Weaver,

he lives right above the...

Where is he?

He's over there, sir.

- How you doing? - Good, thanks.

I understand you saw the whole thing?

Um, well, not the crime, exactly.

I just heard some shots,

and then I looked out,

and saw some guy run away.

Where did he run?

It was up the block that way,

and then into that alley around the corner, but, uh...

Thanks for your help.

Thank you.

Sir, as I was trying to say,

the witnesses on the ground confirm...

There's a camera on that building over there.

Go see if it caught anything useful.

What?

Well, I-I-I been meaning to thank you, sir.

I been passed over for detective, twice,

before this assignment,

so I'm pretty sure I'd still be in uniform

if you hadn't requested me.

I didn't request anyone.

If you got promoted, it has nothing to do with me.

They probably didn't want to waste anyone else's time baby-sitting me.

Now, go check the camera.

And then what?

Then I go home.

- Hey. - Oh, hey.

You're just in time to help me clean up.

You finished downstairs already?

Yeah, I did the study, too.

Wow.

You're quick.

I'd still be on the first wall.

Did she start redecorating the house after the accident?

Right after the funeral.

That's a common reaction,

just looking for ways to start fresh.

Has she gotten to your son's room?

I don't think she's even been in there yet.

And then what?

I wake up.

I gotta go.

What about it?

I was thinking of coming.

Whatever you want.

And you said the tennis is new?

Yeah, well, sort of.

His mom's, uh...

was a very good player.

She played in college.

She taught him.

He used to play a lot until he discovered football.

But he's decided to take it up again.

Since your wife's funeral.

Yeah.

Oh, it just helps me keep things straight.

Green is Rex's favorite color.

I-I wear a red one when I'm with Hannah.

You mean, in your dreams.

Yeah.

What else?

- You see this coffee maker? - Uh-huh.

$600.

My ex-wife, she wanted one of these.

I told her she wanted a $600 coffee maker,

she should not have married a police.

Eventually, we agreed on that.

Tell me what you see, I'll tell you what you miss.

Husband and wife victims?

- Mm-hmm. - Multiple stab wounds.

Some signs they put up a fight.

Also some signs that they lost.

Any money?

Wallet, purse?

Gone, along with one of the cars, a BMW.

All right, so, what am I missing, hm?

Home invasion that turned messy.

This is why I've avoided success at all costs.

I mean, you work your whole life

to get some nice stuff just so somebody

can come along and kill you for it.

Calendar on the fridge says the girl was at a practice.

Hoping to track her down now.

Also says the parents should have been at a meeting.

Bet they wish they'd gone.

Come on, you know I've had a cold

since the Clinton Administration.

girl was here when it happened.

How do you know?

She hid in the closet, pissed herself,

so either she ran when the killer left,

or...

He took her.

Damn, that's what I get for hoping.

People! New deal!

And this has been happening since the accident?

Yeah.

That's fascinating.

Uh, not to be insensitive, it's just that...

we come up with all sorts of ways

to get through the loss of a loved one.

Like your son

taking up his mother's sport

to maintain some sense of connection with her.

But your mind...

it's simply created an entire reality

where you haven't actually lost your wife at all.

I don't think I've ever seen a coping mechanism quite like it.

An elaborate and ongoing dream

in which you haven't lost your son,

relieving you of the obligation of dealing with his death.

Maybe.

I'm sorry?

Whether I'm with my wife or with my son...

it all feels completely real to me.

You mean you're not sure which is a dream?

Meaning you can't tell whether you're awake

or asleep at this very moment?

Incredible.

Of course I'm awake.

I'm awake with my wife,

and I close my eyes, I open them,

and I'm awake with my son.

Well, I can assure you, Detective Britten,

this is not a dream.

What?

That's exactly what the other shrink said.

AWAKE S01 Ep.01 - Pilot

Right here; take a look at this.

Could hardly ask for a better angle.

Boom.

Hm, and right there,

turns right to the camera.

Like he meant to look at it.

Why would he do that?

Detectives...

we've got another one.

Another what?

Dead cabbie.

two loud bangs, pop, pop.

Everybody scatters.

Driver runs up on the sidewalk

while the suspect walks right into the crowd.

Skinny, cowboy hat, big sunglasses?

Mm-mm.

Overweight, heavy beard, some kind of ball cap.

Oh, that's wonderful.

We got a killer who does costume changes.

Let me guess.

He got himself caught on camera again?

Hey, Jimmy, give him the photo.

Here you go.

Almost like he posed for it.

You start taking statements;

I'll see if I can find out anything out about the driver.

Yes, sir.

Captain's moving me over to Western.

What? Why?

Calling it a promotion,

which is what they called it when they split us up.

I figure they don't want my desk anywhere near yours.

You watch yourself with him.

Captain isn't moving me

and getting her man to look over your shoulder for nothing.

There's nothing for him to see. I'm fine.

Which is what I told her, and I'm being transferred.

So which is the faster way for him to get to where he wants to go?

Telling the chief what she wants to hear,

or telling her that you're fine?

Detective, this is a safe place.

Doctor-patient confidentiality means

that what you share with me stays with me.

I'm not here to judge, I'm here to help.

You're not here to judge?!

My job depends