This performance is weaker
than it was expected,
and in light of the...
...crisis, the housing market
never fully recovered
from the downturn.
Many buyers are worried
that home prices
will keep falling even further.
The real difficulties
of the problem
are tight lending standards
put in place
in the wake of
record foreclosures.
Forecasters have
predicted sales
in existing homes nationwide...
Come here, girl!
Come on!
Nice arm.
You know...
The latest victim in a rash
of home invasions in the area
will be home from
the hospital today.
A statement made
by the family...
Since when do they
start calling burglaries
home invasions?
I just have it on
for the weather.
They say the storm's
coming up from the Caribbean.
They always say that.
The whole side of
the house is exposed.
How's the writing?
Good.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You're late, Mr. Gavin.
Come on!
It's so bright.
She still watching you?
Yep.
You should really
say something.
Well, I don't want
to make any trouble.
She's an old woman.
You're so polite.
You know, people mistake
good manners for being weak.
You're gonna make Leo late.
Okay, what else, you guys?
Hysteria, repression.
What else you got?
Katelyn? Gabe? Nothing?
Thank you.
Evan?
Brad?
Aren't we making a mistake
discussing the
psychosexual element
to the exclusion
of everything else?
We're ignoring the
underlying political tensions.
Such as?
Well, the Royal Charter,
for one thing.
The king nullified
the colonists' land claims
the same year the trials began.
Uh-huh.
People got paranoid.
It's like, imagine if suddenly
your next-door neighbors
could lay claim to
your parents' backyard.
They'd freak.
So?
So, what the colonists
had assumed was theirs
is suddenly called
into question, and...
People always look
for the easiest scapegoat
when their sense of
entitlement is threatened.
That's a rather
bleak outlook, isn't it?
We are talking about a species
that would tie
one of its own to a stake
and strike a match.
Jesus.
All right, you guys.
We'll finish this up next week.
If you guys could
bring in that scene
from Mary Warren and Elizabeth,
I'd really appreciate it.
Hey.
I'm gonna be late for calculus.
You were late for my class.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Hey, Jason?
I almost forgot...
the new light board arrived.
Will I see you after rehearsal?
I don't know.
Um... I have a test tomorrow,
so...
Hey, Leo.
What?
What?
Why aren't we married?
What?
I mean, it's... it's legal,
for now... here, anyway.
You really want to have
this conversation now?
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Um...
Oh, my God...
Um... Obviously, I think
we should have the right.
Uh, yeah. Obviously.
I just think that the
institution itself, of marriage,
it's... a failed experiment.
How many good marriages
do we know?
Okay, yes.
We've been together
longer than your parents.
We're not
talking about other people.
It's a cop-out.
Well, the statistics
speak for themselves.
They do.
Okay, okay, fine.
I think that a lot of couples
feel that they have
to get married
just to try to fix
their problems.
Well, what kind of problems?
I don't know... insecurities...
Boredom.
Are you bored?
With you?
No.
Are you happy?
That's an awfully
big question, isn't it?
Well?
What? What is it?
I...
I can't see you... there.
I can't see you standing
up in front of everybody,
standing up in front of
all of our friends,
and actually making that...
declaration.
Sometimes I don't know if...
if I'm okay with that anymore.
Well, the problem
is underneath.
Yeah.
See, this is the original roof.
Come on up
and take a look yourself.
No, thanks. I trust you.
Are you scared of heights?
So, what do we do now?
We'll have to see.
Thanks, George.
See you later.
Come on!
Do it! Do it! Do it!
Well, look at that.
I remember that.
I remember that -
when the parts that moved
were the ones
that were supposed to.
Oh.
Can you believe
this crazy weather?
It's gonna rain again.
I think the entire northeast
is gonna float away.
Hey, what's that?
- I never noticed that before.
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, got it years ago.
I fell... Running.
Running? See?
Exercise is very dangerous.
Philip's on this whole
tennis kick now.
He wants me to play doubles...
with Stuart and Bethanne.
Ugh.
Ever notice my sister-in-law
always smells like
a first edition of "Beowulf"?
You have
Jason Williams again, right?
Yes, your pet project
from the projects.
Well, you should see the stuff
he's been turning in.
It's like looking
at those creepy
John Wayne Gacy clown portraits
he did in prison.
I'm serious.
He's gonna be one of those kids
that ends up
in a tower with an AK-47.
Stop it.
His stuff is usually so good.
It's just...
I'm worried about him.
- I think something's going on.
- Uh, yeah.
No, I'm serious.
Well, his mom took up
with push-broom.
Ought to keep her occupied.
For what it's worth,
Jason said they stopped
using drugs when they got...
- No, they met in N.A.
- Michael...
Just watch your step.
What's that supposed to mean?
It's supposed to mean I've
been doing this for a long time
and I understand, you know,
when you get a
student that seems
like he's got a lot of...
talent and potential
and hope...
very dangerous thing.
Oh, Michael, there you are.
I've been looking
all over for you.
My, um, sister's kids
are here from Syracuse,
and they're coming to
Open Studio Night.
My nephew Steven, in particular,
is very theatrical.
What's this?
Oh, no.
Um, I'm collecting $5
from everybody for, um...
for Midge Herkell.
They just moved her to rehab,
and they think that she might
regain movement in her left leg.
I thought we could
send her some flowers.
Boy, that is rich.
I go through
two rounds of chemo,
and all I get is
a card that sings
"Roll Out the Barrel. "
Oh, and, Michael...
Too bad about
Jason Williams, huh?
What about him?
What? They're rescinding
his scholarship.
I thought he
would have told you.
No, he didn't.
Damn it.
God damn it!
It's just aspirin, Brenda.
If it was anything fabulous,
I would be
sharing it with everyone.
Right, Mervin?
Wait! Michael!
Oh, hey, Michael.
I'm just getting myself
organized here.
This place is gonna be swarming
with parents in a few hours.
Bethanne has been
hounding me
about straightening up
all month.
- How's Dan?
- He's fine.
Listen, Stuart, what's all this
about Jason's scholarship?
Oh... That.
Well...
It shouldn't come
as a surprise.
Times are tough.
We can't allow a pupil who isn't
serious about his future
to take a spot that could go
to somebody more deserving.
Deserving?
What are you talking about?
He's one of the
smartest kids here.
Come on. You know that.
It's just... you know,
his home life is...
Jesus Christ.
Where do I begin with that?
Look, we can't
turn our backs on him.
I mean, he's just going through
something right now...
you know, some phase.
Show me a teenager about whom
that can't be said.
Half our kids
have divorced parents,
Stuart, you're just...
you're making a huge mistake.
Well, you're entitled to
your opinion, Michael,
but the fact remains,
he's failing... three classes.
He's chronically late,
and he's been warned.
Now, I know this one
is special to you.
I get that. I do.
And I know he's helped you
out at the drama club
in Midge's absence, but...
I'm afraid my hands are tied.
The decision's final.
Hey, careful.
Yeah, I'm not the one
who's scared of heights.
Hey.
So, are we gonna
talk about next term?
Here.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
I mean, how did you
let it get to this?
Don't you realize
what's at stake here?
Maybe this place
just isn't for me.
That's bullshit.
You have any idea
how hard people fought
for you to be here?
You're just gonna throw it all
away like that?
Look, high school is hard,
but you can get through it.
What are you doing?
Let's go.
Just let me put
the remote away.
Well, get a move-on.
Your mom's waiting on us.
Got to go.
Where are all the other kids,
Mr. Gavin?
Oh, they left a while ago.
We're just trying to get
this board running.
- See you, Mr. Gavin.
- See you.
So long, Mr. Gavin.
- Hey, Michael.
- Hey.
You look great, dude.
You workin' out?
Oh, I don't know.
Just a little.
I mean, I'm still
running at school, so...
Hey, Glenn,
your girlfriend called.
Okay.
I just know you two are
gonna run off together...
leave me a sad, old queen
in the suburbs.
Aw, you'll be just like
Brenda and her cats.
- Not nice.
- How was school?
Don't ask.
Well, I have some stuff
to finish before tonight.
- You want some coffee?
- No, thanks.
And pretty much everything
is from local farms.
As long as the wine's imported
for the hospital benefit...
The swill they are churning out
at these local vineyards
is an abomination.
Oh, I'm gonna
make it my mission
to change your mind about that.
A fool's errand, Daniel.
Once my wife
makes a decision,
it's unlikely
it will ever change.
And that's a good thing for you.
It took me two years to convince
the committee to hire you
instead of that... Sandy Brown.
I swear, the food at last year's
benefit was inedible...
not that anyone eats
at these things anyway, but...
Darling, napkin, please.
I've just done
a few small pieces
for Connecticut Magazine, and...
I had a novel in the '90s.
Oh, and what does
your wife do, Mr. Gavin?
Oh...
I'm not, uh...
Excuse me just a second.
- Nice jacket, young man.
- Thanks.
- He took his piece down.
- Mom.
Well, he's still a student here,
at least until june.
Last year, he was
second in his class.
Now he's flunking.
Well, we'd send him off
to Afghanistan if we could.
Don't be stupid, Leo.
He's only 17.
I'm sorry.
You know, they haven't asked him
to leave yet, Janette.
Maybe if we can get
him to prove himself
by the end of the semester...
Yeah, and maybe I can get Leo
to win me 20 grand at Mohegan's.
You know any other
Yardley parents
that work at the Mill Mart,
Mr. Gavin?
Listen, Michael, can
you come with me
before my, uh, sister-in-law
absconds with Daniel?
- Excuse me.
- Okay.
He thought you needed a rescue.
Look down their
fucking noses at us.
You're paranoid.
He always tries to be nice.
Well, too nice,
if you ask me.
What's that supposed to mean?
I see stuff that goes on
around here.
Okay. Whatever.
You see stuff.
Listen...
You ever call me 'stupid' again
in front of people,
then we're gonna have
a real problem, all right?
Okay.
Hey, sweetie,
I'm not gonna be able
to pick you up in the morning.
I've got my
oncologist appointment.
No problem. I'll work it out.
Oh, don't say you'll come
with me or anything.
Oh, sorry.
- Bye, sweetie.
- Bye.
Good night.
- Good night. Love you.
- Get home safe.
Yep. Let's go, babe.
- Got the keys?
- Yeah.
Whoa!
Where's your...
Where's your boyfriend?
- Come on!
- Hey!
Hey!! Knock it off!
Reggie, I said knock it off!
You guys, get out of here!
Knock if off!
We're just messin' around!
Yeah, I'm not stupid!
Now get the hell out of here!
Go on! Go home.
"I'm not stupid!"
Yeah, I heard that.
You okay?
Can't you see this is
all your fault?
Why do you think they hate me?
Jason...
Get your fucking faggot hands
off of me!
Whoa-ho!
Great.
Jason!
Knock it off!
You might want to
keep your distance.
Got enough problems.
You still think I'm paranoid?
I'm gonna need to speak
with Jason alone.
Well, I'm not leaving.
Is it Trish?
What?
Hold my calls.
What's going on here?
Well, that's what
we're trying to find out.
I don't know quite how to
ask you this question, Michael,
so I'm just gonna
come right out with it.
Have you been engaged
in some sort of
inappropriate relationship
with Jason Williams?
Of course not.
Did he tell you that?
Brenda's debriefing him
right now
with somebody from the state.
Debriefing him?
Stuart, this is absurd.
You know me.
I would never put a finger
on that kid.
There were witnesses...
parents, students.
Some sort of altercation
last night after I left?
That was a big misunderstand...
They say he had to
push you off him.
My phone's been
ringing off the hook.
I want to talk
to him right now.
I'm afraid
that's impossible, Michael,
'cause it's a legal matter now.
Mr. Gavin, we're gonna have
to ask you a few questions.
No, wait, wait.
This is a big misunderstanding.
Everybody just calm down
for a second.
If you'd just let me
talk to Jason by myself,
we'll clarify what
happened last night.
Jason, just tell them
what happened last night.
Mr. Gavin,
you can't be in here.
It's all right.
Just tell them how... ow!
Okay.
Mr. Gavin, how do you respond
to those charges?
Abigail, come on. Shhh.
I just don't understand it.
I mean,
why isn't he speaking up?
Why isn't he telling the truth?
Don't you get it?
It's deliberate.
She knows that they can't take
away his scholarship now,
not after one of their own
teachers molested him.
Abigail, come on. Go!
Go to your room.
Look, she wouldn't do that.
Our regard is that's
precisely the stance
that we need to take.
It's not a stance!
You're talking as if
I did something!
I didn't molest Jason Williams!
Abigail! Be quiet, Goddamn it!
Michael...
We're tired.
I should go.
None for me, please. Thank you.
It's been a trying day
for everyone.
Trish will be worried.
Oh, my God. Her appointment.
I forgot. How is she?
Well, the news is
a bit sobering, I'm afraid.
Oh, no.
Yeah. Her insides are
a real damn mess.
- I'll go call her.
- No, no. Let her rest.
She's a tough one.
She'll be ready
to face this thing
square in the eye again
first thing in the morning.
What we all need right now
is a good night's sleep.
I'll be sure and say
you asked after her.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, Philip.
Tomorrow we'll drop her off
at Glenn's for a few days.
Shit.
Good morning, George!
Mr. Gavin.
So, what's going on?
Oh...
I see.
God knows it's not like I got
anything else lined up.
And you've been real good to us,
but it's just...
It's just the wife.
This business was
her grandfather's.
She saw our sign
out on your front lawn
on the news last night
and about had a cow.
You don't have to explain.
Yeah, well, we're gonna
tarp over that roof for you,
but you better have
somebody come and,
uh, take care of it.
All right.
You know, for what it's worth,
I always believed
a man is innocent
till he's proved guilty.
That's what makes us
different from China, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
He's with the guy...
the teacher.
Hey, ladies...
Why don't you just
say it out loud?
No? Not so much?
Hi.
Uh, could I just have
a large coffee, please,
with a little bit of cream?
Um, yeah.
- I think that's him...
- Who?
The teacher that was
in the paper this morning.
Come on, let's go.
Here you go.
Oh, no...
Uh, I forgot my wallet.
I- I can come back.
That's fine.
Just, uh, take the coffee.
No, I can...
I can come back.
Just go. Please?
Please, sir, just go.
Oh, Daniel.
This business with Michael
has me completely in knots.
I know.
And it's just...
it's unbelievable.
It's an outrage.
Yeah, but Philip seems
pretty optimistic,
you know, considering.
My brother is an old
Swamp Yankee lawyer.
I suppose if you needed
a will drawn up,
he'd do just fine, but this...
Michael trusts him.
Well, I'm sure Michael
knows what he's doing,
but what about you?
Um... I'm...
I'm fine, I guess.
I hope you know you have
our complete support.
It's kind of hard
to see that
from where
we're sitting, Bethanne.
I mean,
Stuart did suspend Michael.
Daniel, that decision
was based on protocol.
Stuart didn't sleep all night.
You're right. You're right.
I'm relieved to hear that,
because I told the other
committee members just now
that you'd do the right thing
and bow out gracefully.
The hospital benefit.
The committee asked
Sandy Brown to step in.
What?!
It's out of my hands, Daniel.
I did my best, but I'm afraid
we need our deposit back.
You're fuckin' crazy, lady.
What did you say to me?
Glenn.
Bethanne, the deposit
has been spent.
The event is Friday.
You're not saying that
you'd refuse to return money
intended for a cancer wing?
Of course not.
Listen, this is a mess.
That's an understatement.
But Michael is innocent,
and this is all
gonna blow over.
For your sake,
I hope that's true.
You know, you surprise me.
I can't believe you
put me in this position
to have to debate the matter.
And if I were you,
I'd do something
about that waiter's mouth.
You're gonna have enough trouble
getting business around here.
You have to forgive my sister.
She can be a bit of a hothead.
Hothead?
She's an imperious,
self-absorbed bitch.
Now, Trish.
Well, if I keep it in,
my cancer will get worse.
And for the record,
they don't call us
Swamp Yankees anymore.
We crawled out of the swamp
quite some time ago.
Well, let me
tell you something...
you guys are very lucky
you will never have in-laws.
Did they forget
we're back here?
I doubt they forgot.
So, how are you feeling?
I don't want to talk about it.
Well, you can count on us.
Well, right back at you.
Excuse me.
So, did he really call her
"fucking crazy"?
Yep...
And it was awesome.
Oh, God damn it!
Michael, your computer.
Wait a minute! That's mine!
What are you...
Are you fucking...
What are you
expecting to find?!
Are you fucking
kidding with me?
Daniel, just...
I thought you said
this couldn't happen.
Calm down.
Don't tell me to calm down!
All my work stuff is on there!
I've already lost
half my business.
You know what? Fuck this!
I'm finding my own lawyer.
The warrant's all in order.
It's...
Is this what you
had in mind
for a retreat
from the big, bad city?
Where's the fucking phonebook?
This could happen
anywhere, Dan!
He's got a point, sweetie.
I mean, his livelihood's
been affected...
Maybe he should have
his own lawyer.
Thanks for pointing
that out, Trish.
I... Look, philip and I...
we each have our own lawyers,
and we're married.
What?
Nothing.
Well, it obviously
isn't nothing.
It's just that what you said,
"And we're married,"
as if to draw
some kind of distinction.
I didn't mean anything by it.
Yeah, of course you didn't,
just like you didn't mean the
in-law remark at the restaurant.
Yeah, we're lucky, all right.
We're really lucky!
Don't you walk away from me!
That is so unfair!
Hey.
Hey!
Why'd you choose
that restaurant tonight?
I thought you would like it.
Mm-hmm.
It's a little out of the way,
don't you think?
No. What are you insinuating?
I don't know... maybe just
that our usual places
were a little too public
for tonight?
You are way out of line,
because I have never
been anything
but completely supportive and
accepting of you and Daniel!
Accepting?
Accepting?
What does that mean?
Well, I'm accepting
of you and Philip, too.
Thank you so much for deigning
to accept me, Trish!
Now you're just
twisting my words.
You know what?
Let me ask you something.
Has Stuart or Brenda ever heard
you refer to Jason as 'my boy' -
with that knowing
little smirk of yours,
my 'pet project
from the projects'?
Let me tell you something.
They didn't have
to hear it from me.
It was all over school!
And I tried to warn you,
but you didn't want
to hear about it!
- You do think it's my fault.
- I never said that!
No wonder people are assuming
the worst about me.
I mean, with purported
friends like these,
I ought to be burning at
the stake by Christmas.
Hey, I got an idea...
why don't we put you
on the stand in my defense?
You have one hell of a nerve.
Who was it who
bailed you out of jail?
Who was it?
It was me and Philip!
And I'm grateful.
Grateful?!
That was the night I found out
my goddamn cancer came back!
Trish... I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I say a lot of
stupid things, okay?
Is that a big surprise?
But look around you, Michael.
Where are all
your other friends?
Huh?
Where are all your other friends
that know
the right things to say?
- They're gone.
- Excuse me.
I think I'm gonna
wait in the car.
- Hey, I'm sor...
- No. Please.
Michael...
Why didn't you tell me
you had a prior arrest?
Oh, I see.
That was a mix-up.
The charge was dropped.
Reduced...
From soliciting sex
to indecent exposure.
That's pretty serious,
all things considered.
You might have told me.
It's irrelevant.
It was years ago.
Well, that's why it took
this long to surface,
but it's surfaced now.
I'm sure you can imagine
how something like this
is gonna look around here.
This is a game-changer, Michael.
Geez, I don't know...
Maybe my sister's
right about all this.
I could probably get
that builder of yours
to finish what he started.
I'm good with contracts.
But this is...
And now with Trish sick again...
There's this lady
over in Branford.
Off the bed.
Come on, baby.
Go, go, go, go, go.
They didn't find my pot.
Sorry about your computer.
Oh, my God - your book.
You'll get it back.
Maybe.
You know, you got
to go easier on Trish.
People...
People say things that
they don't mean sometimes.
Well, it's what she means
that I wonder about.
She's not the problem.
I know.
Come here.
Oh, fuck.
I was your student.
You were in your 20s.
We both were.
It's totally different.
I was your T.A. In college.
You think what
they're saying is true.
No...
No, I don't.
No.
I...
You know what?
I understand if you
have to get your own lawyer.
No, no, no, no, no.
Wait, wait. No.
Come back here.
Don't leave.
Philip thinks that
he's out of his league.
He wants to call in an expert.
Yep.
Yeah, I know where that is.
Uh-huh.
Hang on a sec.
We will see you there.
Thank you.
That was the lawyer.
Philip briefed her on the case,
and she wants to
meet this afternoon.
- Oh.
- What?
Nothing. It's...
I mean, I just...
I just didn't get a chance
to think about it yet.
What is there to think about?
I see gay people.
Hmm?
Hey, there.
Sorry to keep you guys waiting.
Come on in.
Come on!
This room is so stuffy.
This house belonged to
Jennifer's grandmother,
and apparently the entire family
was allergic to fresh air.
We'll just do this.
Have a seat.
Um, Michael? Michael?
Uh, Michael. Daniel.
Well, thank you for seeing us
on such short notice.
Oh, no worries.
I actually didn't have any
appointments today.
It's our, um...
it's our anniversary.
Aww. Congratulations.
Thanks.
You guys married?
Uh, no.
How come?
Uh, we've lived together
for almost 15 years, so...
Wow. You got us beat.
Not all of them
here, though, right?
No, we just moved here from
New York a few years ago.
Us too... After 9/11.
The whole idea filled me
with the heebie-jeebies,
quite frankly.
You know, especially with Noah
and two mommies.
All of that just...
Anyway, Jennifer didn't feel
safe in the city anymore.
What made you move?
We... I wanted to see green.
Bet you wish you stayed now.
So, um...
All right...
Here is how I see things.
Without the kid having
made a statement,
they can frame this
any way they want.
And that's not good for us.
The kid's just not talking.
Well, that's 'cause
nothing happened.
Then why isn't he denying it?
I mean, that's what I've been
trying to work out all morning.
And the social worker's report
says he's exhibiting
signs of trauma,
but she doesn't make any
connection with the bullying.
Brenda Laughlin...
she's pretty much incompetent.
- Dan.
- No, he's right.
I mean, having the boyfriend
in the room for the interview?
That's pretty fucked up.
And, of course, we'll argue
that her report is inadmissible
because of that.
We'll also argue hearsay,
but I wouldn't rely on that.
Great.
And all of this
is beside the point.
You're a teacher, Mr. Gavin...
a gay teacher.
There's been an accusation,
and that's all that matters.
Anything that we can
remove from the equation
because of procedure,
it isn't gonna do anything
to change the fact
that as far as
anyone around here
is concerned, you're guilty.
My job, if they decide to
move forward with this,
is to make sure that
you're not convicted.
Great.
All right?
All right?
Now, before we go any further,
you're all right with Daniel
being in the room?
Yeah, of course.
All right.
Is there anything
I need to know?
Uh...
Did you ever put an arm
around his shoulder,
give him a pat on the back,
give him a present, anything,
anything at all that could
somehow have been misconstrued?
Yes. Yes...
He needed that.
He needed encouragement.
Kay, uh, you need to see this!
Jason Williams ran away
this morning!
I mean, me and his mom are
really broken up about this.
The family released
this picture
of the 17-year-old
Yardley Academy student
at the center of the
sex scandal with...
Noah, sweetie, go upstairs
to do your homework.
...yesterday afternoon
wearing a dark,
hooded sweatshirt and jeans.
Did he leave a note
before he ran away?
No, but I think it's pretty
clear what's going on here.
I mean,
a fancy school like that
that let something
like this go on...
And for how long?
I've seen them sweep stuff
under the carpet before.
That's why they tried
to kick him out.
Why else?
He was honor roll...
before all this talk about him
and that teacher.
Kids started pickin' on him,
and...
Look, all I'm sayin' is that
someone's got to be
held responsible.
In other news...
Thank you.
They always reveal their motives
in the front yard.
What do you mean?
This is a shakedown.
It's all about money.
Michael, what do you
know about the mother?
Alcohol? Drug use?
Tell her.
She's a cokehead.
She is not...
she drinks... drank.
Jason was in foster care.
Dan!
Okay, well, her credibility
is halfway shot to shit,
and now he's run away.
She had a problem,
which she apparently got over,
and then she and Leo met
in A.A., recovery, whatever.
We have to expose her
as a mercenary
profiting from the
fabricated abuse of her kid.
I'm gonna go check on Noah.
Okay.
So, what does
this mean for Michael?
Well, I'm getting the sense
that you're not comfortable
with a lot of this.
So, if we're all
on the same page...
that what these people
are after is money...
even if it does mean throwing
your reputation under the bus,
our other option is to approach
them with a settlement.
It happens all the time.
Isn't that an
admission of guilt?
That's not a possibility.
Guys, I wish I could give you
an ideal option.
It is settle or strike back.
- What do we do about press?
- Nothing.
Don't talk to anyone.
It'll force them to find the
story someplace else.
And if I'm right
about this, eventually,
they'll start to
follow the money.
He doesn't know, does he?
About the arrest in '98?
I'll see what I can do,
but I think you
need to tell him, Michael.
Just out of curiosity,
can you name a single drug
you haven't tried...
I mean, designer or otherwise?
I mean, do you
remember your 20s?
- 'Cause I do.
- What are you talking about?
Just this whole approach -
dragging up a person's past.
I told you those things
about Janette in confidence.
Jason trusted me.
I mean, if we go this way,
are we really any better
off than they are,
just slandering someone to get
out of an untenable situation?
Untenable?
Is that the best you can do?
These people are trying
to destroy you,
probably for money,
and we're not making shit up
like they are.
So, we get out of this by
destroying Janette's credibility
so much that no one believes
a word that she says anymore?
It's an ugly world, Michael.
You got to expect
to get a little dirty
if you're gonna
dig out of a dirt pile.
What?
I know what I saw, okay?
You were there.
We don't know what
that was all about.
What if it's a big mistake?
Hey...
Don't you trust me?
I just want him to come home.
Which is why I went
on the news, okay?
Look, just let me
handle this, okay?
- Hey.
- Hey.
Well, the reporters are gone.
You were right;
They must have been
following the money.
What's with the weather?
Oh, it's the tail end of the
tropical storm in the Atlantic.
Don't you watch the news?
Never.
It's supposed to make
landfall by tomorrow.
Michael's battening down
the hatches.
Door's open.
There you go.
Oh... my God.
Oh, my God.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Your property wasn't
on the warrant.
If you'd been married,
it would have been
more complicated.
You should probably
backup your stuff
just in case
they change their mind.
Yeah.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Welcome.
Uh, let me just
throw this stuff upstairs.
Can you... can you toss me
that roll of duct tape?
Duck what?
Looks like a roll of tape.
Oh. Sorry.
Not one of those lesbians
who's good at fixing things
around the house.
Well, good, 'cause I'm not
one of those homos
who believes in stereotypes
about lesbians.
Here. Come on in.
I got a call from a reporter
friend of mine at The Courant.
They want to run the story
of your arrest in '98.
Shit.
I think I might have got her
to hold off.
I gave her something I found
on Jason yesterday.
Did you know that he was
expelled from public school
for stealing money
during a fire drill?
Yeah. He didn't do that.
He just took the rap for
a couple of upperclassmen.
And it was obviously
more than one kid.
One of them pulled the
fire alarm near the gym
while the other one
broke into the cash register
at the cafeteria.
Well, then he lied,
and either way, it helps.
No.
Look...
I'm not comfortable with it,
but I'm willing to do
whatever we have to
to fight Leo and Janette.
I mean, they made
the first move.
Just...
Leave Jason out of it, okay?
He's a kid.
All right, but I can't promise
that she won't run the story.
What story?
What? What story?
There was a... mix-up.
I was arrested.
I'm gonna...
It was years ago,
back in New York...
A cop said that I...
That I exposed myself
in a bathroom.
What?
- When?
- Summer of '98.
Wait... Sum...
Whoa.
So, we were together then,
but it was the...
That was the summer
I was in Paris...
Why didn't I know about this?
I can explain, okay?
It was a sting.
- I was fucking entrapped.
- So, you kept this from me?
It's not what it looks like.
It looks like
you lied to me.
Don't. Don't!
We don't have secrets.
You two need to be on the
same page right now, Michael.
The police are interviewing
everyone who knows you,
and if you've kept secrets,
people are gonna wonder
what else you're hiding.
Who's on the other side
of that mirror?
There were things
that I heard.
Things you heard?
Yeah.
Subsequently, or?
The students said things.
They were targeting Jason
because of Michael's
affinity for him.
We're not speaking right now.
Well, I never had a student
accuse a teacher...
You mean the friend
of a parent of a student?
Is that normally how you
handle such cases...
having a friend of
the pupil's parent
right there in the room?
Did Mr. Gavin ever talk about
gay issues in class?
You do know there's
a difference
between gay people
and old dudes
that mess around
with boys, don't you?
Look, I followed
the steps exactly.
I mean, th-th-there
was no reason
for me to doubt
what I was told.
Earlier, you said that you
never suspected a thing,
that you and Mr. Gavin
were close.
We were. I don't know.
You're... you're...
You're getting me
all turned around.
Did he ever discuss sex?
Come on.
I'm almost 18, detective.
I came out to my parents at 12.
I was sexually active at 14.
I've been buying porn on my
mother's AMEX for three years,
and she doesn't even
know about it.
By the time I had
class with Mr. Gavin,
I could have taught him
a thing or two.
Dan?
Please unlock the door.
So, that year
I got back from Europe,
and you were volunteering?
Community service.
Wow...
Wow.
I know. I just...
I cannot believe you didn't
trust me enough
to tell me about this.
I wanted to... over the years.
Over the years?
What about the last two
fucking days, Michael?
We're fighting
for our lives here!
I know. I...
There's no excuse.
I want you to say it.
Say what?
You've never said it...
not once
during this whole time.
I want you to look me
in the face and tell me
that nothing happened
between you and Jason.
No.
Fucking tell me!
Danny, what...
Who are you right now?
Who am I?!
Who the fuck are you?!
I leave my life,
I leave my job,
and I follow you here
to this fucking backwoods,
bucolic fantasy for what...
for some novel
that's never gonna happen?
I didn't drag you here!
You packed the boxes
and drove the truck!
I have done my best
to make a life for us.
I have loved you,
I have trusted you,
I have stood up for you,
and I don't get to hear you say,
once and for all,
that nothing happened
between you and Jason?
No, you don't,
because if you have to ask,
that means that
you believe them,
and I can't
take that right now.
Could I get one of those?
Wow. You smoke?
No.
Oh...
What the hell?
Wait, should you be doing that?
No.
Cute.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what's
wrong with me.
I've been crying like this
for three days.
I was talking to my sister
in Syracuse yesterday,
and I... cried so much
that I shorted out
the number 4 on my phone.
I swear to God,
it doesn't work anymore.
You press it and... nothing.
You know, I was thinking
earlier about the...
his first day at school.
He checked into the office,
and afterwards,
you went running
into the lounge and said,
"Trish, have you seen
the new teacher?
He's really cute. He's so cute. "
I did, didn't I?
He was just... so quiet...
And gentle.
I think I really loused this up.
I jumped the gun, didn't i?
I mean, there's no way, right?
No.
- When are you coming back?
- I don't know.
Daniel...
It won't look good
if you leave right now.
None of this looks good.
I'm still here.
I just wanted to make sure
that you're okay.
Thank you.
I was running...
around Washington Square Park.
And this couple with a stroller
crossed my path,
and I didn't see them in time,
and I fell,
and I scraped
my knee really bad.
And so I went into
the restroom in the park,
and I grabbed a bunch
of toilet paper
off this damp roll in the sink,
and I tried to clean myself up.
It hurt like hell.
Anyway, there were
these two guys...
and they were standing,
uh, like, back-to-back
at the urinals.
I barely even noticed them...
Until I was about to leave.
And that's when I had to pee.
Really, I did.
So, I limped over to the urinal,
and then the guy...
the one that was
standing right next to me...
he says,
"Nasty scrape.
How'd that happen?"
Something.
And I remember
telling him that...
I- I couldn't pee
in front of people.
So, then he turned to face me...
He was playing with himself.
And, yes, I looked.
I mean...
Who doesn't look?
And then I glanced behind me,
and I noticed that the other guy
now was watching both of us.
And this is all happening
in a matter of moments,
you know...
just seconds, and...
I remember thinking to myself,
"What the hell are you doing?
I have a boyfriend.
I love him.
He loves me.
And we don't do this. "
And then he touches me,
and I remember I took in
this quick, jagged breath.
I mean, it was so...
I don't know,
unexpected, you know?
I mean, I didn't
come here looking for this.
And it was exciting.
The anonymity of it was... hot.
And the rest happened so fast.
The expression on
his face changed,
and then he took off,
and then...
I saw a badge or...
flash of a badge
and then this smug,
satisfied face on the cop,
and before I knew it,
I was jacked up.
My face was smashed
against the tiles on the wall.
He was pressing my bloody knee
against the concrete so hard.
I still have a scar.
Why didn't you tell Dan?
The judge reduced the charge.
I did the community service.
I paid a fine.
It went away.
But why didn't you tell him?
I wanted to protect him.
I...
Didn't want to lose his trust.
I was afraid of losing him.
I was ashamed.
- Hello?
- Hi.
Uh, uh, can I speak
with George, please?
Sure. Who is it?
It's Michael Gavin calling.
Listen, look, I know we're not
working together anymore,
but, please, it...
with this rain...
I'm sorry.
George isn't here...
If you could see this place...
He can't come to the phone.
...blanketing the northeast
right now.
Strong winds with gusts
reaching 30 miles an hour.
This is a massive storm.
You can see right here...
...Parts of New Jersey,
Long Island,
and shoreline Connecticut
will see a lot of action
throughout the night...
Michael, it's me.
I've called three times.
I'm starting to worry.
Call me, okay?
And for those of you
in the northeast,
particularly those of you
in the southern Connecticut...
...the eye of the storm system
is right over you right now,
so you'll be getting
a bit of a break
from the heavy rain,
but winds will pick up again...
Shit.
Damn it.
What are you looking at?!
This is my house... my house!
Oh!
Mr. Gavin?
Are you okay?
Let go of me.
Why are you
looking at me like that?
You want to help me now?
Where the fuck have you been?
Hey. Wait, wait.
Oh, God.
Wait!
Jason!
Go through the back door,
up a staircase,
and down a long hallway
to get to room 114
in Rosa Parks
Junior High School in Brooklyn.
When you enter the room,
as we did at 10:00 A.M.
On a recent school day,
you don't find kids.
You find senior citizens...
eating bagels, playing cards,
doing all the things that
golden agers normally do
in a program
for retired people...
Oh, my God.
What the fuck is this?!
I knew it. We had a deal.
Hey!
Jason!
Just talk to me!
Wait!
Jason!
Jason?!
Wait! Hey!
Jason!
Come on!
Where is he?
Come on!
Get off of him!
You're gonna kill him!
Shut up!
Oh, my God! Stop it!
No! Jason!
Jason!
Tell her! Tell her!
Tell her why I'm late
for school every day.
Oh, my God.
No. Oh.
What are you gonna do?
Huh?
Are you gonna kill me?
Huh?
Do it.
- Jason.
- Do it!
Jason, no!
Come on, Jason.
Don't listen to him.
Jason.
Stay there.
Stay there!
Jason! Jason!
You do that to him?
Stay here.
Oh!
Think you can take me, faggot?
No!
Oh, my God! Stop it!
Come on. Come on!
Leo, stop!
No!
Leo, stop it! Stop!
Stop! No!
Oh!
Oh, no, no, no.
- Leo! Leo!
- Oh, my God.
Call 911!
Come on, Leo.
Leo.
Give me the knife.
You hear me? Drop it.
You hear me?
Drop the knife, Jason.
Hold on.
They're on their way.
Jason, why didn't you tell me?
I just want him to go away,
and just...
you were doing so good.
It's not your fault, okay?
None of this is your fault.
It's not your fault.
L- 23, headquarters...
They're taking him
in for surgery.
There's not gonna be
any charges.
They'll let him go.
You're free to go.
Michael.
What the hell
happened to you?
Get in.
You gonna be okay?
She's over here.
I know, sweetheart.
The light bothers his eyes.
Oh, you complain every time,
but I've got to see
what I'm doing, don't I?
There...
Right as rain.
Mmm.
Daniel?
You do know a little
part of me died
when you told them
we weren't suing?
The look of relief
on their faces...
it just made me want to
do a table toss.
They were so afraid.
Are you sure about this?
I don't know if
I could go back there.
Sure, you could.
You...
Okay, here we go.
There she is.
Do it! Do it!
I'm sorry we're late.
It's my fault.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- Hey.
- Hey.
We should check in.
How was that car ride?
You have no idea.
- Well, I told you.
- Yeah.
Whole northeast is just
gonna float away.
They say it might
clear up later.
Yeah. That's what I heard.
Oh, boy...
Are we just...
Two friends that are gonna
chit-chat about the weather?
Hope not.
You okay?
Yeah.
We okay?
Who else is gonna put up
with me in this stupid town?
You coming?
Are you okay?
It's okay, it's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Can't believe
you fell for that.
Come on...
Let's go get our chemo on.
Yes.
Come here. Come here.
Oh...
Trish says hi.
Aw. How is she?
She's good.
She had her
last treatment today.
She misses you.
Yeah. I owe her a visit.
Do you miss me?
Well...
I should go.
George is teaching me
how to sheetrock today.
That's impressive.
I'm very impressed with myself.
Hey, hey, hey.
Should I take her with me?
No.
She'd just get in the way.
Come here, Abigail.
But maybe I could
bring her over tonight...
For dinner.
Good...
We'll see you then.
I might get held up a bit.
I'm just, you know...
want to work on the house.
I can wait.
Good.
Bye, baby.
# I pledge my allegiance
and bite my tongue #
# As I say goodbye to the
only thing I care about... #
# I bury my knees
in a shallow grave #
# There's no more
reason to miss me #
# And I stand alone... #
# All tied up,
and I feel no shame #
# It's a very long evening when
all my angels drift away... #
# I cool my fever
and bite my tongue #
# As I remember the dreams
with the brightest dawn... #
# It's the color
It's the color of rain... #
# One, two, three #
# You went to places
that you wanted #
# And wanted to figure out #
# You went to places
that you wanted #
# And wanted to figure out #
# You took the traces
that you cornered #
# And cornered
and took around #
# You took the traces
that you cornered #
# And cornered
and took around #
# You ripped the pages
and you faulted and faulted #
# And took it down #
# You hide the faces
that you wandered #
# And wandered
and went around #
# You count the paces
that you wanted #
# And wanted to measure out #
# You tried to rate it #
# But you couldn't,
you couldn't #
# You played it down #
# You couldn't take it
but you wouldn't #
# You wouldn't let it out ##