Breakout Kings (2011) s01e11 Episode Script

Hey, who wants to tell me why we're going on this trip today? Kenny.
Because we listen and And we have good behavior.
That's right.
And why aren't Todd and Phillip going with us today? Kenny.
Because they didn't listen and they had bad behavior.
That's right.
And field trips can be taken away.
So follow the rules.
Come on.
Bennett, you can't take your stuffed animal with you.
Please? It's all right, Victor, let him go.
Go ahead.
Any misbehavior and you will lose all privileges.
And you don't want to end up in the isolation room.
Hi, good morning.
Paula Berry.
Thank you for opening up early for us.
Not a problem at all.
Glad to help.
You like that? Grandpa.
Grandpa what? Grandpa painted.
Oh, grandpa painted birds.
Is that a nice memory? Yes.
Where's Bennett? Bennett? Bennett, you come here right now! You are in big trouble if you don't! All right, Bennett Bennett Ballester: Inmate at a hospital for the criminally insane up in Hudson.
Killed an orderly, escaped while on an outing to some jousting joint called chivalry castle.
Day trip? Integrating the mentally ill with the outside world is a standard and often successful practice when you're working towards rehabilitation.
In this case, clearly very unsuccessful.
Jesus, damn near took the guy's head off.
Bennett gained access to a secured room, got the sword, did his thing to the orderly, took one of those goofy outfits the knights wear, and walked out.
CCTV system at the castle only tracks him leaving the facility.
Orderly's wallet was missing.
What he hell's he doing in there? He's killed before, this guy? Correct.
Jules? Um, Bennett was in ten years for killing a local newscaster he was obsessed with.
She was engaged to be married.
They never found her body, but her DNA was pulled from skin under his fingernails.
Erotomania.
It's a common trait in stalkers.
They, uh, they believe the object of their affection, usually somebody famous, is in love with them, even though the victim, in most cases, doesn't even know they exist.
Continue.
Bennett should be in maximum security prison for life, but his lawyer proved that he was unfit to stand trial due to a history of something called comorbidity.
Are you okay, Charlie? Or finish.
Roger that.
Yeah, "comorbidity" basically means that Bennett is a whole cocktail of crazy.
You know? Uh, think of him as trail mix, except you replace the nuts, and the pretzels and those delicious little yogurt droplets with paranoid schizophrenia, auditory hallucinations, and, uh, delusional psychosis.
There's a There's a reference here to a diary that his lawyer had suppressed during the competency hearing.
I need to see that diary.
Jules, look into that.
On it.
Only family is his brother.
We should talk to him.
Dude, what? You know, I'm more pissed at myself For actually thinking that I could trust a bunch of no-good convicts.
But be that as it may, I just want my watch back.
Okay.
That watch belonged to my father.
It was a gift given to him by the chief justice for his service as a U.
S.
marshal.
But even if it was made out of bubble gum wrapper, somebody went into my desk and took something of mine.
At the end of this tour, I want that watch back on my desk, or heads are going to roll.
It wasn't me, so What? No.
I didn't take shit.
Look, I don't care who took the watch! I just want it back.
Go ahead, Ray.
Lloyd, you and I are heading to the loony bin, see what else they have on this guy.
Okay.
Jules, call in the brother for Charlie to interview.
Let's get to work.
I don't like these places.
Nobody does.
Nobody does.
I figure this would be a psycho smorgasbord for your egghead.
Oh, absolutely it is.
I find it undeniably fascinating.
I did a three month rotation at a place like this once.
I'll never forget it as long as I live.
But I didn't like it.
You take Charlie's watch? Hells no.
Look me in the eye, you gambling addict.
You belong in a place like this if you think that I would jeopardize my chance to get out of prison early, Ray? Um, I'm Paula.
You must be Ray? Ray.
He's my colleague, Lloyd Lowery.
Thanks for taking the time.
Of course.
Anything I could do to help.
I'm sorry, I We understand.
It's just that Victor worked here for seven years.
I just had to notify his wife.
Well, any help you that you could give us in trying to track down Bennett would be appreciated.
Please.
Nothing like this has ever happened before.
Lady, it ain't about that anymore.
We need to know about Bennett, and get to him quickly before he hurts somebody else.
I just I don't know.
He was an ideal patient.
We was on a good combination of meds Based on his actions today suggests that, uh, he's been off the cocktail for a while, apparently, without your knowledge.
How do you know so much about this? Yeah, I have a PhD in Behavioral Psychology.
You're here to show me what a horrible job I'm doing, huh? No.
It's okay.
I'm an easy target.
We're gonna need to see his room; get a copy of your session notes: things of that nature.
You know, I saw in, uh, Bennett's file he has a history of fixation.
Chiefly, the newscaster that he stalked and killed ten years ago.
Is he fixating on anything right now? 'Cause if he's off his meds, that might be where he's going.
I just don't know.
He had us completely fooled.
Was he close with any other patients here? Teddy? I'm Lloyd.
I have some questions about your buddy Bennett.
Yeah, I want you to know that, uh, I have nothing but the greatest admiration for your courage and your conduct, and I've heard nothing but really great things about you.
Okay, normally, I would take my time and we could some play word association games and, uh, I'd use positive reinforcement and you'd talk to me when you're comfortable and ready, but I don't have time.
So I'm going to do something completely unethical, and bribe you with candy.
What do you think bout those? You like chocolate, don't you? No.
I'm allergic to that.
Oh, okay.
No problem, no problem.
Let's go on over to pocket number two.
And what do we have? Are those suckers? They sure are.
Sour apple? Got one right here.
Bennett What's he really, really into lately? Anything? Anyone? Meow time.
Meow time.
The television? A TV show? Meow time! Good, good.
Great.
Meow time! Meow time! Meow time! Thank you.
Sheesus.
A little winter camping? That's the spirit.
Find everything you're looking for? What? The 19-inch stainless bolo? That's a nice one.
Good weight.
You, um, need a GPS? Got one on special: $79.
99, fully waterproof.
Hey, uh-hey, uh, you want your change, pal? Calvin Ballester? Yes.
Any movement on getting Bennett's diary? I'm on hold with the lawyer's assistant right now.
Charlie Duchamp.
Hey.
This way, please.
When I come back, you all better have a lead.
This way.
I bet you Lloyd took it.
Yeah.
Or you.
All I know is I didn't take it.
Yeah, okay.
Says the gangbanger.
First of all, I wasn't a gangbanger, shorty.
Gangbangers worked for me.
That's like calling Bill Gates a computer geek.
Second of all, I don't think Lloyd's got the sack to steal something like that.
Which leaves you over there, batting your baby blues.
I got a kid, Shea.
What do you have to protect, your rep? Watch your mouth.
Don't accuse me.
Mr.
Kincaid, your client is a fugitive of the law.
Sir, getting a warrant could take days.
We don't have that kind of time, and Mr.
Kincaid? Oh, he is messing with the wrong chick.
Shea? I may need a favor.
I mean, I'd apologize for what he did today if I meant it.
But I've been doing it for so long, at this point, I'm just embarrassed we share the same last name.
So if I knew where he was, I'd tell you.
Anybody in your family who might not feel the same way? Somebody who might harbor him? No.
So why'd you come today, Calvin? Because you called and asked me to.
Ten years ago, when your brother killed the newscaster, nobody in your family cooperated.
It was on the advice of my family's attorney.
So you didn't know anything.
Did Bennett confess to me and I suppressed it? No, if that's what you're asking.
That's not what I'm asking.
Look, you didn't say one word ten years ago, back when you didn't mind sharing the same last name.
But yet today, you run over here from midtown.
Do you know something that can help us? Look, six hours ago your brother basically decapitated somebody.
I don't have time to waste.
Where is he? I don't know.
I mean, I swear to God.
But and I guess I should have told this to the cops back then My brother Bennett, okay, he lived up in the Adirondacks behind our house, growing up.
I mean, he'd disappear for days, weeks.
I mean, he'd come home with a backpack filled with dead birds.
"Meow time.
" I'm searching.
Nothing yet.
Something about television.
Yeah.
You told me.
Maybe cross-reference "meow time" with television.
Really, Lloyd? You know, I already looked in there.
There's no "meow time," or feline references, not even the initials M.
T.
anywhere.
The session notes are useless.
Bennett was spitting out pills for the last who knows how long.
This lunatic was running game on the whole facility.
Jules, get me a map of the southern Adirondacks, above Northville.
His brother said Bennett's a known survivalist, right after he watched Rambo at the age of 13.
He's obsessed with those trails up there.
He's gonna show us where the family lived.
The Adirondacks are about the size of a small country, which would make them the haystack and Bennett the needle.
Then you know who we need? Gunderson.
No way.
Who's Gunderson? Gunderson, where's the knife? It was for the team, huh? In case any of us got in a scrape.
Take care, Gunderson.
He was one of the first breakout kings, until Charlie caught him stealing an eating utensil.
More important, he's a survivalist who grew up in the Adirondacks.
In other words, he's tailor-made for this case.
Ray, I can't even trust these cons with a watch.
You think I'm gonna trust this guy who copped a knife on us? "Meow time.
" "The signature greeting used by the host of Good Night Kitten.
" Hosted by Debbie Myers.
Bennett's first victim, ten years ago Erin Colfax.
Um, you guys, I would feel way more comfortable if we let Ms.
Myers know what's going on here.
Like, as soon as possible.
Okay.
Patience.
I'm coming.
Are those for me? Hello, kitten.
No! Stop! Stop! You said her car's gone? Yeah.
We put the word out on the car statewide.
Family's been notified? Making the calls right now.
Anything? A very organized closet.
She hung everything by season.
There's a chunky hanger with a pair of ski pants and a clear plastic shoe box with dirt inside.
My bet is Bennett went upstairs and took the ski jacket and hiking boots.
Heading to the Adirondacks.
Erica? You got something to say? No.
No, nothing.
Man.
What? Got a bunch of wedding invitations.
She's supposed to be getting married on Saturday.
Thank you, Amber.
Damn.
Mr.
Crawford? Phillip Kincaid.
My assistant tells me you need some help with some criminal issues.
Yeah.
I heard you're one of the top criminal defense attorneys around.
I know a lot of guys who've used you.
Well, I'm glad to hear that.
Just so you know, it's a $5,000 retainer up front.
And you are? Julianne Simms.
We spoke on the phone.
Okay.
Cute.
Look.
My client's diary, as you're choosing to call it, has the words "dear counselor" written on the first page and "sincerely, your client" written on the last page.
Now, that makes it not evidence, but privileged attorney-client correspondence.
So you two can now leave until you have a subpoena.
I don't think so.
I'm sorry? Julianne pulled up your court records.
And I personally know ten guys who've used you-- Six work for me, one's my second cousin.
They all owe me.
And who the hell are you? I'm a shot caller, slick.
And I'm gonna pick three of their names out of a hat.
And then I'm going to have those three cut a deal, saying you recommended they perjure themselves for lighter sentences.
The reason I'm picking three is because one guy saying it is just some convict running his mouth.
Two? Now, that gets suspicious.
Three? You get your ticket punched, lose your license, get convicted for criminal conspiracy and end up in sing sing where I'd make sure the right booty bandits in there run a train on your ass.
Or You can just give us the damn diary, Phillip.
You can come up front.
Who are you? What do you want? No! Be careful! You'll crush it.
Is that my wedding dress? We've got something.
Gunderson? You got to be kidding me, Ray.
Bennett's hometown, the location of the house he grew up in, what the brother said, all of that.
Gunderson helped us narrow down a location to find Bennett.
It was quite impressive.
High peaks trailhead, right here.
But we're not equipped for this kind of pursuit.
We're talking the boondocks in the middle of winter.
Now, he grew up in those mountains.
We need him.
Listen, we can do it.
Along with some recon overflights from Defense Mapping Agency, thermal imaging, K-9 units Yeah.
If we want to find this chick's remains in two weeks.
And you know we don't have that time.
If this wack job is a true survivalist, he'll take the abandoned trails which are dense, hard to find, and, uh, they ain't on your little hiking map.
We got the diary.
Good luck trying to read it.
It looks like a mouse on mushrooms wrote it.
What up, Gomer? Ooh.
Hypergraphics.
It's a synthesis of text and other media.
There is a keen intelligence underneath all this psychosis.
What deal did you make with him? All the ribs he can eat and a 12-pack of beer.
And a hustler.
Yea, and that, too.
All right, he can take us to the trailhead, but that's it.
If it looks promising, we call the local fireteam from special operations group.
Fine.
Jules, contact the ranger on duty and make sure that he meets us there.
Lloyd, you stay here and go through the diary.
We're gonna have satellite phones, so we'll always be in constant communication.
I can look at it as I'm with you.
I can hike.
I can climb.
This is not a Dungeons & Dragons game, Lloyd.
And I'm staying here, right? Wrong.
Dude, I'm from Washington Heights.
I-I-I barely been on grass in my life.
You're going, Shea.
We're gonna be humping these mountains blind, and we're gonna need all the eyes and ears to keep it tight and in sight.
One wrong move, one stupid move, and I bury you up there.
I just want my ribs and beer, boss.
Let's move out.
You be a good kitten, all right? Road's closed.
You want to hike up here, your need to get a permit, and leave your car at the park entrance.
Rangers don't come up here this time of year, I thought.
I saw your car pull off the road.
Get yourself a permit, okay, so I don't have to cite you.
Help me! Help me! Help me! What the hell is going on here? Rangers don't come up here this time of year.
No! Right here.
If it's so abandoned, then what's a ranger truck doing here? Seriously, Ray? Sinatra? The whole ride up? Damn.
The keys are still in the ignition.
Blood.
Over here.
Debbie's car.
Still warm.
All right, we got to move.
Let's gear up.
I'll call in for that fireteam.
That could take two hours, easy.
You see those old tire tracks? That's not a logging road.
This is prime crop area for pot growers.
Not for a long time, Captain Caveman.
Feds cleaned it up.
Product delays cost me a fleet of Benzs.
Yeah, but a lot of the traps they set in this part of the mountains to protect their fields are still primed.
No need to wait for backup.
Take me with you.
I'll get you where you need to go.
Trust me.
How about we don't take the cuffs off this hillbilly, who you booted off this team once before already, Charlie.
You don't think he'd like to stick it back to you? We go up in these mountains, and he's the only one coming back-- with a full belly.
Don't worry, that's not happening.
We can't wait, Charlie.
We do, this girl's dead.
I'll watch Gunderson.
Come on, Charlie, you really want a dead girl on your conscience? You can trust me.
We don't need him-- - I know these woods like the back of my hand.
- How? I chased a bail jumper who allegedly dumped a body up here.
You're telling us this now? You want to keep asking questions or do you want to find this girl? You can trust me.
I don't trust anybody today.
We split up-- me and Shea, you and Erica.
Stay in contact.
Are you really gonna bet on that split-tail over me? Looks like it.
Then you're gonna die up there.
And I'm gonna laugh my ass off.
You better know what the hell you're doing.
Charlie.
Ready? What is a grown man doing watching a children's show? What? Good night kitten, my show.
It's not a children's show.
Sing it.
Sing the song.
Meow meow kitten time to rest don't you know I love you best now it's time to go away yeah.
Before we go I'll say that's right.
Good night, Caitlin And, um Jacob and What's your name, sweetie? You know.
Bennett.
Good night, Bennett.
I love you.
I can't make heads or tails of this.
Sorry.
Do you want some coffee? I'll just leave you alone.
Schizophrenics who take their fixation to the next level oftentimes latch on to symbolic elements.
"Rbf.
" "Rbf.
" "Rbf.
" It's all over this diary.
What's it mean? Rbf.
It's a bird.
Pull up everything there is on the red-bellied falcon.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
Yo.
I don't snitch, okay? So this isn't me pointing the finger at the other two.
It's just me saying, man to man I didn't take your watch.
As long as it's back on my desk by the end of the tour, I'm not asking any questions.
Yeah, well, there's no use in you telling me that since I just told you I didn't take it.
You heard what I said, Shea.
Yeah, well, it doesn't make any sense, 'cause Homemade alarm system.
Who knows what else they planted? This is why black people don't go camping.
Let's go.
We're losing daylight.
Yeah? His obsessions graduated as he got older, Charlie, from the violin to the taillights on trucks to survivalism to unrequited romance.
I don't need a dissertation, Lloyd-- What do you got? The red-bellied falcon-- That's what he was looking for up in those mountains, and we looked it up.
It nests at 5,000 feet, and there's only a quarter-mile section of the mountain that's at that elevation.
All right, I'll notify Ray on his phone.
Keep me updated on anything else.
It's gonna take all night to get through.
Maybe I'll order some pizza.
Is there any? Yeah, okay.
Fisher-cat.
Basically, a big weasel.
You sure did study these mountains when you were chasing that bail jumper.
Sure did.
So it has nothing to do with the five guys who killed your father? The ones you allegedly made disappear? Allegedly.
Call Charlie.
We're on the right trail.
There.
See that nest? That's the nest of the red-bellied falcon.
Probably out hunting now.
You know, when they mate They mate for life.
That's that's-that's beautiful.
Remember their eggs? Those pretty eggs? We climbed that tree.
You didn't think I could do it.
No You didn't.
But I made it, all the way to the nest, on those thin little branches.
You wouldn't think they'd hold your weight.
Who are you talking to? There's nobody there.
You sang to me On your show.
You said my name.
You looked right in the camera, and you said "Good night, Bennett.
" And then you went off to marry him! Please, Bennett.
There's lots of other little boys out there named Bennett.
If I've said your name before, it didn't mean anything.
I'm sorry.
We're gonna be together.
Now, move.
Oh, my Move! What are you gonna do with me? Why don't you just let me go? Please? Why don't you just kill yourself, you sick, crazy bastard! No! No! Oh, no, don't! Now your blood is the same as mine.
We belong together, Debbie.
Me and you.
Don't talk about her like that! It's not true! She just doesn't understand yet! Why is he so obsessed with birds? Getting close to these birds while they mate in order to consummate some twisted marriage.
I knew his avian obsession had to symbolize something.
He's gonna marry her? Yeah.
Then rape and kill her.
In his mind, this woman he loves betrayed him, so he's gonna try to possess Debbie with the exact same ritual.
He's very specific; he's obsessively detailed.
There's an intricate ceremony he has laid out, so he's gonna try to do it at a specific time.
The power of two.
Over here the power of two again, then these Escher-like drawings of cubes.
Two cubed.
Eight.
Eight o'clock.
What time is it? Seven-thirty.
I don't even need a watch.
What would I need a watch for? Shut up.
Charlie, yeah? Bennett's ceremony is happening at 8:00.
You have a half hour.
Shit.
We don't have much time.
Come on, Shea.
You're amazing.
Hmm? What? Nothing.
The choppers don't see you.
Now, stop crying.
You're disgusting.
Look at you.
Clean yourself up, kitten.
Today's your wedding day.
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Help me.
Help me, help me.
Hey, Charlie.
What? Well, how does he know? You took my father from me.
Please, I wasn't the only one.
I know.
Now it's four down, two to go.
Please, I didn't pull the trigger.
Like this, you mean? Erica.
Erica.
Erica.
Come on, we don't have much time.
Okay.
You okay? Yeah.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Get this thing off! Please, please, please.
Son of a bitch! It's gonna be okay.
Take deep breaths, okay? Give me your knife.
I think I see something.
I think somebody's trying to signal.
Go check it out.
Go! Oh, oh, thank God, thank God.
He's over there, but he's coming right back.
It's okay.
We're gonna get you out of here.
Hurry, hurry.
Oh, my God.
Leave kitten alone! Run, go, go, go, run! Go! It's over, Bennett.
No.
Drop the knife! What the hell was that? Debbie, Debbie, I'm a U.
S.
marshal.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
I'm a U.
S.
marshal.
You're safe now.
Help me! Oh, my God.
Help me, please.
Oh, my God, he's got her, he's got her.
He's got who? I don't know.
Damn it.
Erica.
Listen, do you remember which way you came? Remember? I don't know.
I need you to think, Debbie, please.
I don't know, five minutes back that way.
Shea, stay with her, cut her loose.
What are you doing?! You got anything you want to say? There's one thing I swore I'd never do, having seen it myself, and that is beg for my life.
You ruined everything.
It's 8:00.
I hope they got to her.
The most painless way to kill an animal is to chop off the head in one quick swoop, but if the knife isn't sharp enough, the next thing is to cut the throat at the carotid artery, then press firmly on the neck so that the blood drains quickly.
Sometimes The bottom part of the body continues to move.
That's what happens with birds.
That's what's going to happen with you.
Bennett! I just want to talk.
This woman took away what's mine.
Bennett, your brother Calvin-- He wants you to come back home.
I am home.
Put it down, Bennett.
Last warning.
Say good night.
Charlie! Okay? Jules, could you get this stubborn bastard to a hospital, please? The rest of you, get changed up so I can take you back to Maybelle.
Are you all right? Yeah, I'm fine.
Uh, Debbie's with her fiancé, she's doing fine.
And Gunderson wants to know when he can get his ribs and beer a-and the hustler.
All right.
Charles, I hear congratulations are in order for your marksmanship.
All right, Jules, I'll be back in a sec.
What the hell are you still doing here? Who took it? The paper towel holder in the bathroom.
Oh, man That's on me.
I took it off and left it there to clean my shirt.
They're gonna light me up.
You're right.
And you'll lose credibility.
So don't tell 'em.
What? You found it on your desk.
Someone returned it.
Simple.
Ah, I got to run.
I'll see you later.
You ready, Jules? My father's watch.
I misplaced it.
No one took it.
There you have it.
Good job on this caper.
Let's go.
Did I just hear what I think I heard? I think so.
Let's go.
Pretty sure I didn't hear an apology in there.