I'm a paramedic. My name's Ilene.
Are you in any pain?
Scale of 1 to 10.
It hurts to breathe.
I'm okay, right?
Try not to move. You may have a rib fracture.
I'll check on him now.
Juan.
Hey, that's Juan Salazar, yo.
You're going to help me get her out of there. Come on.
Can we wait till help gets here?
We are the help. Everybody, back up.
Aah! Oh!
You're going to pull her out.
I need you to keep her still and stable
can you do that for me?
It's ok. Ok.
Steady. Breathe.
Aah!
Ok. I'm going to cut the seat belt.
When she falls, catch her
and guide her...
Ok. Watch her spine.
That's ok.
Keep her spine supported.
Gentle. Support her.
Go around her knees.
On my count. Ready?
1, 2, 3.
Back up, now!
SUV versus SUV about a month ago.
Cara Evans sustained cracked ribs,
a punctured lung, and whiplash.
Juan Salazar took the brunt of the impact.
Died instantly.
Juan Salazar, he was a baseball player.
Best rookie pitcher in the league.
Donuts are going like hotcakes.
Oh? I know that look.
Assistant D.A. Jan Ottinger, this is Dr. Cal Lightman.
An assistant D.A. with no time for small talk...
Or donuts...
Brings us car crash footage.
I smell a headline.
3 guys were out joyriding in that SUV.
Fled the scene unscathed.
Vehicular manslaughter?
Try murder two.
Really? Murder?
Really.
And while the story's still hot,
you want to know which one was driving, huh.
Well, we don't get kids to rat out their mates
just because you say so.
It's a little more complicated than that.
Juan Salazar was a talented young man cut down in his prime.
Now, you wouldn't want to stand in the way of justice,
would you, Dr. Lightman?
What are you looking at?
Hold the phone. Stop the presses.
Your headline's about to change.
That's guilt, that is.
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Those 2 guys pacing can't look at that one.
That's guilt, and they're also--
Yeah, that is guilt. They stole a car,
and they killed somebody.
- Can I finish? - Yes.
That's guilt for what they did to Juan Salazar.
And shame for what they're about to do to their buddy.
Each is waiting for the other to go first.
You two, out.
You're Mark, right?
Sit down. I want to talk to you.
Want to give up your friends?
You're not a rat, are you?
Which is more than I can say about them.
They were going to give you up, if I hadn't jumped in.
You think I'm full of it?
I see that, too. Flared nostrils,
eyes narrowed--
all of which is totally understandable.
But if I'm so full of it,
how come I know, from their faces,
that you were the one driving the SUV?
- Oh, you must be his lawyer. - Yeah.
- Public defender? - Yeah.
It's ok. He didn't say anything...
Verbally.
And I'm not a cop, actually.
What do we got? Banger versus Glock.
GSW to the chest.
Pulse is 140 and thready.
BP's 60 over 30, decreased breath sounds on the left.
- Has he been responsive at all? - I don't know.
Ok, on my count, 1, 2, 3.
Lois, get ready for intubation.
Doug, we're going to need a chest tube.
I'll see you in the garage.
- You're amazing. - Thank you.
You know, I thought I'd get that bit out of the way.
You're amazing at what you do.
Dr. Cal Lightman.
Ilene Clarke. You new here, doctor?
No, I'm not that kind of doctor, darling.
You going up or down?
Down. "B." Thank you.
Well, that's a bit of a relief.
No music.
I suppose you might say I'm the kind of doctor
that's a bit of a pain in the ass, really.
Oh, yeah? Why?
I poke about a bit.
I'm afraid you can't come in here.
Oh, tell that to the D.A.
You work for the D.A.'s office?
I know.
But in this economy, one can't be too fussy.
What can I do for you, Dr. Lightman?
Well, before they lock a kid up
for killing a baseball star,
thought I'd come here and get your side of the story.
Mine? Why?
I don't know.
Something about your face...
I think there's more to you than meets the eye.
I feel terrible about what happened to Salazar
and that kid who killed him.
Mark Jackson? Is that his name?
In the eyes of the district,
Mark Jackson's an adult.
So his life's pretty much over.
He'll do grown-up time.
It was a terrible tragedy for everyone involved.
Yeah. Could have been worse, though, you know,
if you hadn't yanked that woman out of the car before it blew up.
I just do what I do.
And ask questions later.
I heard that's pretty common with people like you.
People like me?
Cops, firefighters, soldiers.
No shame in being proud, you know.
I'd be proud.
I don't think you came down here just to tell me that.
Help me save Mark Jackson's life.
For some reason, I have faith in you.
Hey, Ilene, I've got your tuna on wheat.
Later, Kent.
I've got some restocking to do.
Fresh blood for the next one?
Oh, I get it. You're a behavioral science doctor, right?
And you are an adrenaline junkie.
I just like what I do, if that's what you mean.
Yeah. When you do it right, you know,
and no one dies. No need to feel ashamed about that, by the way.
You can't save them all.
I know that.
Does it make a difference to you
that he's a famous sports star?
A human life is a human life, Dr. Lightman.
Right. So...
How close to the brink do they have to come
to get your motor hot?
That's sick.
Mouth to mouth.
I mean, there's nothing more intimate than that.
Right? And then there's the chest compressions,
knowing that if you stop pumping,
so does the heart.
Like I said, I do what I do.
But unlike what you said, I try not to ask questions after.
So the accident is just the foreplay.
And the rescue, that's the main event.
But the save,
that's where you get to release.
Everything ok, Ilene?
Yeah. I'm fine.
Go home, please.
Mmm.
Do you always get so close to the delivery boy?
That is my brother.
Look, I don't know what you came here to do.
But what you're saying is crazy.
Yeah, you're telling me, darling.
The kind of crazy I live for.
We're pretty sure your son stole that SUV, Mrs. Jackson.
Hang on. Our neighbor was on vacation, ok?
Mark and his friends just borrowed it.
Is that what Mark told you?
Or is that what his lawyer instructed you to say Mark told you?
Oh, God.
It must be difficult raising a child,
and especially a son, on your own.
I do the best I can.
This wasn't the first time Mark did something like this, was it?
He's been doing so good.
He even applied to technical school.
I can hear the fear in your voice.
Listen, I want you to know that we believe
the D.A. is over-reaching with this murder two.
And we want to help you, Mrs. Jackson.
You're working for the D.A.
Well, actually, we like to believe that we work for the truth.
Mmm.
When it happened-- you know, I mean--
and when Mark first heard that
it was Juan Salazar who was killed,
you know what he said to me?
My baby, you know what he said?
He said, mom, how come I got to walk away, and he died?
Survivor's guilt.
Look...I know damn well that he stole that truck.
He's never tried to tell me that he didn't.
He did wrong, and he knows it.
But there's one thing that he swears--
that light was green.
You believe that?
I'm his mother.
I believe him.
Why didn't he tell me the light was green?
Well, you need to ask him about that.
Is it off?
Well, you take it out of the fridge.
You take the cap off, right?
You stick your beak in, and you give it a good sniff.
I'll hold.
I'm not smelling the milk
until you give me an answer on the Mayan ruin trip, dad.
Well, if by Mayan ruins, you mean
running around Cancun with a bunch of 17-year-old girls,
good luck with that one, Em.
If you really want Mayan ruins, I can--
Dad? Dad?
Dad, what happened? Dad? Are you there?
Dad?
Dad! Dad!
Dad, are you there?
Don't worry. You're going to be ok.
I'm here.
2 vehicle TC, pulses normal.
Reactive pupils, and the airway's clear.
Dr. Lightman, open your eyes.
- Was he alert at the scene? - He was confused.
No.
Can you hear me?
You were in an accident.
Cal?
Hey. How are you feeling?
Like I've been hit by a car.
How long was I out for?
Not long. You've got a concussion,
so they want to keep you on a 24-hour hold.
Welcome back, Dr. Lightman.
What's she doing here?
She was the first one there at the accident.
She saved you. Oh, yeah?
I was driving home from work. I saw the accident.
That's a likely story.
You ready to go to your room?
I'll go with her.
Not you.
You...Get lost.
Dad.
No, it's fine.
He needs his rest.
Oh. Hello. Hang on.
Oh, that was fun. Do me a favor.
Why don't you see if you can find me a proper cup of tea?
Sometime this year would be good.
You got to keep that woman away from Emily.
All right. So you're telling me
that you think Ilene had something to do
with your accident?
Oh, no. It's just a pure coincidence
she shows up just at the right moment to rescue me.
It happens all the time, Gill.
So what happened when she got there?
I don't know. I just remember her stroking my head.
All right. She's the one who called 911, Cal.
She stayed with you after you blacked out.
She's the reason you got here as quickly as you did.
No, wait. No. It's all coming back to me now. Yeah.
She had a halo, I think.
What happened to the other driver?
He walked away. Air bags, unlike your car.
You know, he says you ran a red light.
Yeah, which is nonsense. The same as happened
with that kid and the baseball player, right?
Emily, you're not staying at home alone tonight.
All right, darling? I'm not a child.
You just go stay with a friend, all right?
Why?
Ooh.
Nice try, dad.
What?
I was just in a car crash, Em.
Ok. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt this one time.
Cheers.
What, you two still here?
You should hit your head harder.
I heard that!
Excuse me. Hi.
Where's Dr. Lightman?
He's not here. Can I help you?
You can stop pulling favors with the DC police.
You trying to get your hands
on Mark Jackson's confession tape?
Well, if Mark didn't run a red light,
then he shouldn't have to do hard time for an accident.
He stole a car, fled from the scene,
and confessed. Case closed.
He's not in there.
And why are you so ashamed, anyway?
I beg your pardon?
You heard me.
Try not to swallow now.
Or blink.
Good--
so you do have a heart.
Why didn't you just ask to see my locker?
Why'd you do it, Ilene?
You mean help people?
You know...
There's so much going on in your face.
One second, you're scared.
The next, you're angry.
The next, you're proud.
Dr. Lightman, you have a nasty concussion.
You shouldn't be up and walking around.
You want me to find out about you.
Don't you? I mean, you're leading me to it.
But the fear-- see, that fear there--
you're terrified I won't understand.
So you save people.
That's my job.
You know, this false modesty
is getting a little bit old, Ilene.
Ok, so I help people.
When you can.
Juan Salazar is...
Is what?
Nothing.
I saw how his death affected you.
It was like he was the first one you'd lost.
Really?
He was the first?
'Cause that's interesting to me,
'cause, technically speaking, you didn't lose him.
He died on impact.
So there's 16 articles in here.
One every year. And every one at the same time of year.
And Salazar is the only fatality in this little collection.
Help me save Mark Jackson.
What, are you blackmailing me now?
Or let him rot.
'Cause after all, he's not a famous baseball player, right?
He's just a car thief who had it coming.
I'm off.
Where are you going?
I'm going home, darling.
You shouldn't do that.
Tell me something I don't know.
You know you want to.
Dad.
I thought I told you to stay with a friend.
What are you doing out of the hospital?
Well, I passed all my tests with flying colors, didn't I?
Count to 10.
Recite the alphabet backwards, you know.
Reagan's the President-- liberally speaking, of course.
So, what about you, then?
I was just getting some things.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
I was going to go over to Francie's.
I've got a concussion, Em,
not a brainectomy.
You were going to Willy's, weren't you?
Liam's. Aha.
Shouldn't you be lying down, resting?
Oh, what, you mean,
like being waited on hand and foot?
Yeah, that's a good idea. Great minds.
So, wake me up on the hour every hour.
Dad, come on. What about...
What about what?
What about Liam? What about him?
You're such a pain.
If you don't wake me up once an hour,
with a knock to the head like this,
that could mean...
Really, I mean, I hate to say it, Em, but...
So how about some beans on toast
before I kick the bucket, then?
You got to be kidding.
When Jackie fell on her head during cheerleading,
she was on a liquid diet for days.
Oh, yeah? Give us a beer, then.
Are you trying to be annoying,
or does it just come naturally?
It comes naturally.
Uh, no.
No. Hey! What?
Give it. Give it to me.
I've got to call Gillian.
No, you should be resting, or I'm going to Liam's.
And good luck trying to stop me in your condition.
So just forget about work. Work? What work?
Drink your water. All of it.
Em? What?
Turn the light out?
Just close your eyes.
Look...
I don't know. All right?
All I know is I killed Juan Salazar.
Me.
You told your mother the light was green.
Is that true?
Why didn't you tell me about it?
You never asked.
It was green, right?
I don't know what you guys want me to say.
That's the problem, Mark. You're worried too much
about what other people want you to say.
You screwed up stealing that car, Mark.
Everything I did is messed up.
But did you run a red light? Stop.
Close your eyes.
And just go back there.
Just tell me what you remember.
That's all I want to hear.
That light was green.
I didn't run no red light.
Good.
Nightmare.
Hang on a sec.
Changing channels.
Nope. Still there.
My brain must be on the blink.
Again?
Emily asked us over so you wouldn't have to leave the house.
Where is she? The little brat.
School. Oh. And that makes a change.
I'm going to get her for this.
You actually read this book?
No, Loker. I just leave it laying around
so bunkers like you will find it and think I'm clever.
Could be Emily's.
All right, so two different people
you being one of them.
Go through an intersection.
They both crash. Both say they didn't tun the red light.
How is that possible?
Did you not rehearse this
just to make this whole visit thing more annoying?
We came here, primarily, to see if you were okay.
Did you sleep on that couch last night?
I like the couch.
What's wrong with the couch, get on with it.
Well, someone is either messing with the lights,
messing with the people, or both.
You being one of those people.
You know, this is doing my head in worse that the crash.
So who gets to change traffic lights?
Secret Service have radio transmitters that do that on their rearview mirrors.
FBI too. It's called an Opticon.
Ambulance drivers.
So, Ilene Clarke has the ability
to change the lights as part of her job, right?
Ambulances change hands from shift to shift.
She'd say that anybody
could've changed those lights.
What else you got?
Well, Ilene Clark lives here in D.C. with her younger brother Kent.
They've lived all over the east coast.
Nothing really popped out at me
until I tracked down those news clippings that you found.
Well, there's one that you missed.
Always in December,
always around about the anniversary of mommy's death.
Ilene is always the first on the scene.
Being a hero.
Look at how she's dressed. In all of these, street clothes.
Off-duty. Every time.
She knew the accidents were going to happen ahead of time.
No one died until Juan Salazar.
So she's escalating.
No. Salazar was a mistake.
Her first.
And the guilt's killing her.
Uh, Ilene's not home.
I--she-- Ilene's not home.
Did Ilene write this?
Oh. Even better. You did.
What have you got in there?
You mind if I get a drink?
I've been told I need to stay hydrated.
Oh, really?
Is this--what? This is...Drain cleaner?
Eh. That's juicy-ade, tango Berry.
Right.
So, tell us about the crash, then.
Crash? Wh--what crash?
The one where it all started.
The one that made you and Ilene orphaned.
It was, um, an accident.
An accident.
As opposed to all the others.
Ilene's a good person. A hero.
Say that again, only this time,
say it without all that business with your shoulders.
Business. What do you mean, business?
Like that.
It means that you don't really,
honestly, don't think that she's a hero.
Can I ask you something, Kent?
Did your sister have something to do with the accident?
Uh, Ilene was-- Ilene was playing.
She was a kid.
Playing how?
I bet I know.
With a ball, right?
With a fun ball.
Bouncing it off the Dash.
Kent, did the accident leave you with neurological damage?
Mom told her to stop, but Ilene was being a...
I don't want to talk about this anymore. No more.
You're still angry at her.
Mom turned to yell at her.
And she yelled.
There was a car coming the other way.
Mom was in his lane.
And he...
He honked his horn.
Mom saw him coming, but--
Take your time, son. Take your time.
Ilene tried to save mom.
But she couldn't.
That's ok.
That's ok, Kent.
You'll be happy to know your light was green.
Delighted.
A second later... It's red.
There's only one way that can happen.
I don't see an ambulance.
And again, you know, she was off-duty.
Pursuing her hobby.
You know, it looks like she's expecting someone else.
You see that there? That's fear, that is.
On a scale of one to 10, it's about a 7.
Fear of what?
Whoever's got the Opticon.
Can you pull up the Salazar stuff?
There it is. You just go back.
Go. There. There.
There push in.
Kent. What's he doing there?
It's like he's watching a movie or something.
No, he's watching his sister. Look at his eye line.
He's the only one who looks like he's being entertained.
Look. His eyes are widened, his eyebrows are raised.
It looks like Kent is who Ilene was waiting for at your accident.
He's watching her.
He's controlling her.
He's rubbing her nose in their mother's death.
He makes the mess.
She cleans it up.
- Well, was he there? - Yeah.
He gave me this.
Here you are. Look and learn.
Need I say more?
He cloned the Opticon signal from Ilene's ambulance.
You broke in, didn't you?
You're going to push him too far.
A guy in some blurry cell phone footage
somehow caused this accident?
Don't waste my time.
Why are you so invested in railroading Mark Jackson?
This case a big boost for your career?
Putting away the murderers of a baseball phenom--
season tickets for life.
We're done here.
After Dr. Lightman questioned Ilene Clarke,
he was in a car accident himself.
Ilene was the first on the scene.
Well, second, after her brother.
These weren't the only ones.
Kent's been causing car accidents
all over the east coast.
You want to make your bones, arrest Kent.
Be a hero. Save some lives.
I showed myself in. Hope you don't mind.
Where's my brother? He's out.
He's making more of these.
That's windshield glass, his diamonds.
Yeah. He collects them from the scene at every accident.
Oh, no. Wait. You collect them for him. Don't you?
Or else he starts bouncing his ball off your head again.
I caused our mother's death.
So, how many people you got to scrape up
off the pavement to make up for that, then?
I save people.
Kent asks me why I couldn't do that for our mom.
But you do get something out of this, too,
don't you?
The Unabomber's brother turned him in.
But for some reason, you haven't.
Kent won't stop. He can't.
I have to be there to save those people.
You could've stopped him.
I mean, some hero you are, right?
We both know that's not a sandwich order.
And you thought I'd never understand.
It's Lexington and Maryland.
It's right around the corner.
Everybody, get back. Get back. Give him air.
Kent. Oh, my God.
Sis. Hey, sis.
It's the remote...
He used to control you.
Can you tell me where it hurts?
On a scale of 1 to 10?
No. Leave me alone!
- Kent, calm down. Stop it. - No, no.
He wants to die, love.
He wants you to watch him die.
- That's insane. - It's not as insane
as what you two have been up to your entire adult lives.
Can't say it plainer than that.
This is what you want?
It's exactly what he wants.
Otherwise, why choose somewhere so close to home?
You've got it all timed out,
haven't you, Kent?
Why would you do this?
You took my diamonds.
Plus, he wants to stick it to you.
Watch you fail all over again.
Is this what he does to you, eh?
Kent, it's over. You have to stop.
Make me.
Leave me here.
Leave me here to die.
Oh, like she left your mum to die?
How's it feel, Kent? Look at her.
You win.
How does it feel?
Do your job, darling.
Kent, you have a collapsed lung.
Ohh!
Here.
You trained her well, mate.
He's stable. Possible broken right femur.
It's going to be ok.
It's like I said when we first met,
you're amazing.
What you do.
Here.
Go for it.
Well, this much I know--
you never wanted to hurt anyone.
I heard you told that to the D.A. thanks.
But no thanks.
We both know I deserve what's coming to me.
But you're happy about it.
I'm free.
I know it sounds strange, but...
The last few nights in here,
I've finally been able to sleep.
I bet it's the food.
Dr. Lightman, when I asked you
what kind of a doctor you were, you said you--
I said I poke about a bit.
Well, now that you've done that...
What have you found?
A life...
Worth saving?
Look after yourself.
All right?
Mrs. Jackson, hi. Oh, hey.
How's Mark?
Um, scared,
but he's holding up.
Prison is not exactly like juvenile hall.
Uh, the D.A. told me that she reduced the charges.
Yes, she did, and that's why I came by.
I just really wanted to thank you
for never giving up on him.
I was just doing my job.
Maybe if I'd done mine, he wouldn't be there.
You know, there are kids with both parents,
all the money and opportunities in the world,
and they still manage to mess it all up.
I love him.
You know, with good behavior,
he could be out in just a few years.
I hope you're right.
I want him to a have a future.
I know he will.
Thank you again.
That's my book.
What's that, then?
Oh, a memory test.
Look, it was just a knock to the head, Em.
No such thing as just a knock to the head at your age.
Where'd you get that mouth from?
I forget. You tell me.
Look, that little horror show was locked away
in the attic for a reason, now.
Why didn't you burn it, then?
Can I get back to this now?
Who's this?
That's...Some cousin.
Kath, her name is. Was.
All that fried food.
Ok. Who's that guy?
I don't know.
Really? Really.
Seriously? Seriously.
He just walked into the frame
just at the moment when your mom was taking the picture.
So that's not a picture of you wearing white jeans.
What, me? Never.
Oh! Hello.
Oh, that's...
Very clever, Em. Sneaky.
Are those the Mayan ruins?
I don't know. I can't remember.
I'm going to Cancun with my friends next year.
Can I come?
So is that a yes?
- What? - Mexico.
- Who? - Dad.
What were we talking about?
Don't be a plonker.
You get that mouth from me, girl.
Don't you forget it.
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This is in French, Em!