Spacey?
Spacey!
What the fuck is this?
No more, you hear me? No more...
Freeze! Police. Throw down your weapon.
It's too late! It's too fucking late!
Let her go. Now!
Go away. You don't know what she is.
- You have no idea! - Don't do it.
Don't do it ...
Jennifer.
Frank!
What the fuck! You okay?
You call it in.
This guy tried to chop her up.
- I had to stop it. - Jesus. What a mess!
All right. Come on...
Okay, uh...
Okay! All right. It's okay. It's all right.
Ow my!
It's all right.
You're gonna be okay.
He's dead. He's dead...
He's not gonna hurt you anymore.
Frank?
Can we have a little speak?
How could she understand anything that we say, you know.
Her attacker seemed crazy.
- Well, he was a homeless guy, right? - Yeah, look like it.
The funny thing...
He had on a Patek Philippe... you know and a
clothes .. he had been ... pretty high flying not too long ago.
Yeah well. He was a thief and a would-be slasher.
Pretty sure. Didn't have any ID on him.
Guy looked out of it... Crazy eyes, say that much.
Well, "Who walks like a duck and quacks like
a duck, it's a duck with a meat cleaver."
Yeah.
Anyway, it's all in there, I think.
Yeah, good job. Nice work. You been to psych yet?
All right, come on Charlie...
No, no Frank, no no. This is standard op. It's not my call. You gotta go down there.
I mean, you just don't ice some guy and then
go home put your feet up and watch QBC!
You killed a psychopath. I don't care if he was trying to slice her up.
It's gotta warp you.
- So when we're finished here, you gotta go down there.
Come on Charlie, for Christ's sakes...
Frank, listen. This is your first fatal OIS, right?
- Yeah... - Well, go down and see Branson, ok?
And you don't come back until you finish your psych session.
- Hey, Frankie! - Hey.
I'm off track though. I'm going to go to the Admiral for a pint.
- You in to take that edge off? - No, no thanks.
- Took a grinch, huh? - Yeah.
Hey Frank? What's wrong with her face? What happened to her?
How the fuck should I know?
Kind a sad, huh?
- Yeah. - Hmm. Come on.
No!
- Hi! - Hey, Amy!
Frank? Is that you?
Frank's here. No, I'll give you a call later.
Yeah. Bye.
It's late.
What's the matter?
I killed a guy today.
Jesus. Frank...
- You did what you had to do. - Hey, I know that, God damn it!
- Sorry. - It's okay.
The prince of darkness is home.
- Are you hungry? - Your son's always hungry.
- Where are you going? - Go wash this cut on my hand.
- I don't mean to scare you. - No, you didn't. It's just...
I had a shitty day... that's all.
Come here.
Mommy fix.
Is there anything I can do?
No. No, thank you.
It's been so long...
Do you wanna try...?
Sure.
Yeah?
Come on, baby. Come on, baby...
Stop! What are you thinking, you bastard?
- Frank, how can I help you? - Yeah... um.
That girl that is... disfigured.
One who... was with the guy that I shot.
The guy you had to shoot.
Yeah, right. That's what everybody keeps telling me.
So uh... What's going on with her?
Well, I can tell you her name is Jennifer.
We found it in a note the guy had in his pocket.
What did it say?
That's just it. All it said was "Jennifer"
Like there wasn't anything else he could say.
- Do you know where she's from? - No idea.
Apparently she didn't really have a home.
She was with that guy and he didn't have a permanent address either.
Any idea who he was?
Well, we thought he was a derelict,
but it turns out he was actually a fairly well to do businessman at one time.
From upstate, lost everything.
His family won't even claim him.
- You're kidding me. - No! And she's certainly not talking.
Can't. She's retarded, I think.
Sorry... Mentally challenged.
Or at least I hope she is. Poor thing. I don't even know how much she understands.
So where is she now?
She's at Watkins island.
Listen, I thought you said she was retarded.
What is she doing in that shithole?
Hey, don't blame me, Frank.
It's the system. It eats its young, you know?
Excuse me, I'm Detective Spivey.
I came about the girl who was admitted last night.
Great! The creepy one.
Jennifer?
Jesus! How did you get that head on that body!
You can't stay here.
Come on.
It's alright.
Here it is. It's a...
This is my place.
This is uh... This is where I live.
And...
You can stay for... for a while...
Okay.
Okay, alright.
Okay.
Ruby?
Tomorrow...
I'll get you a place to stay.
Jennifer.
Frank.
Jennifer?
What are you doing here?
Okay... ah.
It's alright! It's alright! Stop it!
Fuck!
What in the name of the holy God is that?
Her name is Jennifer. She's the victim of the guy that I shot the other day.
She's no where to go.
And you brought her here, you brought her into our house?
I just wanted to give her a place to spend the night, that's all.
She was in an insane asylum.
Jesus! Look at her. She can't even speak.
Just wanted to help her, that's all. She's got nobody to give a damn about her.
- What's wrong with her? Was she born that way?
- I don't know. - She scared the hell out of me, Frank.
She fucking awesome... And she's got a great rack.
You know, for a morlock...
Hey! She's a human being, you understand?
She's got nobody to care about her, she got no place to go.
- I'm going to find her a place to stay. - She can't stay here.
Look at her. There's a reason why she doesn't have a home...
- It would be inhuman to abandon her... - No, Frank. She has to leave.
Go ahead, find her a place, but get her out of here.
- Ruby! - No! Enough!
Jesus... Hey!
Just don't know where else to take you.
Nobody cares... Nobody wants to help.
I don't know...
Let's get out here...
Jennifer...
Please.
Jennifer, please. Please.
What are you doing?
Fuck!
Well...
- No one would take her? - Can you blame them, Frank. Look at her.
- She can't stay here. - I can't leave her on the streets!
Either she goes or I do.
- Who's that lady? - Not now, Amy.
Jennifer?
Just one more night.
That's it.
Jennifer?
Jennifer.
Jennifer?
Open the door!
Frank.
Jennifer?
What do you want?
Go away.
Hi. What is your name?
Can't you talk?
What happened to your head?
Amy?
Is that Amy!
No! No!
What did you do? What did you do?
What did you do...
What did you do?
What did you do...?
FREAKS
So, is that a deal?
Will you take her?
I don't know if she's really just like you described.
Oh yeah. Could be interesting.
She's... exactly how I described.
And while all this going on, where exactly will you be?
Away... for a few days.
- Okay. - These are the keys.
Shouldn't take too long, but you know...
Listen, I'm going to need some incentive to do this.
What you're asking is breaking and entering. And I here...
could get in trouble.
No, don't worry.
I'm a cop.
Jennifer?
Come on.
Come here!
There is a little town not far from here.
See if I can get a job or something.
You stay here, okay?
You won't do these things while I'm away, will you?
You stay here.
HELP WANTED
Can I help you?
Yeah, I saw your sign out there.
I don't think I've seen you around here before.
Yeah, I guess not...
But I can sure use a job.
- Well... - Please, please.
I mean... I can really use a job. I mean, I can do anything.
It's just... things have been kind of tough, lately.
Tough for everybody.
I need someone to clean up and then I can do some stock work.
Yeah, I can do that.
It's really more for a high school kid or something. I can't pay much.
Whatever you think would be fair.
Okay. Can you start now?
- Thank you, ma'am. - Follow me.
Jack?
Yeah?
This man is going to be doing some work around here.
Stay at the register while I take him in the back.
Okay, mom.
This way.
I got a job.
A grocery store.
What time am I suppose to be at Richie's going away party?
Ah, Juliet said around 7.
- It's almost 7 now. I'll start closing up. - Not yet, buddy.
You're gonna be a little late getting there.
How late?
Late. We got a lot of cleaning up to do and I have to finish this inventory.
Oh, come on, ma!
That bum guy can finish up the cleaning and...
we can do the rest of the inventory tomorrow.
He's not a bum...
That man is in trouble, and he has been humbled and he's looking for a way out.
And he's willing to work to get back on his feet.
And, we have to finish this inventory tonight.
Okay, but... Ricky said he needs help with the bonfire.
Any chance his sister might be there as well?
I don't know. What about it?
I'd be happy to work late, ma'am.
You see, ma? Can I go?
- Well, okay. - Thank you.
- Can't think of anything better to do. - Yes, thanks.
- Hey, what's your name, sir? - Frank.
Thanks, Frank.
Nice to meet you, Frank. My name is Rose.
Well, it's nice to meet you, too.
You clean up pretty good, Frank.
Thank you, Rose. Thanks.
Things gonna get a lot better, Frank. I just know it.
I hope so.
- Just gonna finish up... - Alright.
You're doing a good job. Thanks.
Thank you.
It's been a while since I was... good at anything.
Where do you live?
Little ways up in the woods. We got a little house there.
"We"?
That's right... My daughter is... with me.
She is sick.
Well, it's too bad. The poor thing. With what?
You know what? Not my business.
Enough of it for today.
Okay.
Don't be such an idiot, man. She totally knows you dig her.
Ah, bullshit.
He's right, man. Come on, you always walking around on moon night and shit...
No. That's not even having a moon night alright...
That's what they call "virgin singing backup."
Well then, fuck you!
Oh hey... Check it out.
Hey look. She's not my property.
Still, man. If I was you, I'd go and kick his arse right now!
Well you guys keep the watch eye going on.
I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go drain the beast.
- Turn the thing was more like it. - You're the fucking least!
Hey?
Hello!
What's your name?
Wait up!
Where are you going?
Please, don't run!
Don't run away, okay!
Please! Wait for me!
Please!
Jennifer?
Jack!
No more, Jennifer.
No more!
Stop!
Jennifer!
Don't worry. I'm gonna get you out of this.
You're gonna be okay.
You'll be okay.