Army Wives s06e15 Episode Script

Previously on Army Wives - Hands off.
- Hey.
Whoa.
I don't want you working there anymore, and that's all there is to it! - What's this? - Your bed.
I'm not sleeping on no couch! You're sure as hell not sleeping with me! You're sweet.
Hey, baby, I think we can make this work so give me a call me, okay? Get out.
Now.
We'll be talking, little man.
No, you won't.
You can't keep me away from my son.
If Marcus Williams sees David again, it will be over my dead body.
You know, I could take you to the old neighborhood.
That would be awesome.
Denise.
We've been waiting for you.
What's wrong with you? She-- She's diabetic.
She's going into insulin shock.
Pick it up.
Move, bitch! Leave her alone! Ow! Ohh.
Just go.
The fingerprints from Georgia came back as a match for Henry Thompson, so along with the Florida double-murder, we can link Thompson to three killings so far.
So far? It appears he may be involved with as many as six other cases up and down the coast.
Doesn't mean he's responsible for all those, but one thing is clear-- You ladies stopped a real monster.
I do want to give you a bit of fair warning.
We'll be holding a press conference tomorrow to tell the public what I just told you.
Yeah.
Of course.
You can expect a lot of media interest.
Yeah, we-- we don't want any publicity.
No.
Just want to put it behind us.
Do you have to release their names? I'm afraid it is public record.
Well, you've heard their wishes.
Yes, sir.
I'll-- I'll do what I can.
Is there anything else, Detective? No.
That's it.
The FBI will take it from here as far as Thompson is concerned, which means that our investigation is now closed.
Listen, we appreciate your cooperation, and I'm genuinely sorry for your trouble.
- Thank you.
- Yes.
I'll show you out.
Hmm.
Well, at least that part's over.
Hey.
What are you doing here? You got a minute? How come you never called back? I left you a message last night, this morning.
I know.
I just, uh, I've had a lot on my mind.
I need to talk to you.
I'm here.
Come on.
Gloria, I'm sorry.
Yeah? You know I love you, baby, and I'd never do anything to hurt you.
Hurt me? You didn't hurt me, Hector.
You pissed me off.
I changed my mind.
You can keep your job at the bar.
Oh, I have permission? What I mean is, um, I'm good with it.
You serious? Yeah.
What changed your mind? I don't know.
Just things.
See, that's what I was calling you about.
I was talking to Jackie-- Mrs.
Clarke Mm.
And she says my helping Roxy through her pregnancy is like you helping a buddy out on a mission.
I never thought about it like that.
So what, you and Mrs.
Clarke, you guys hanging out now or She stopped by the bar.
Oh.
See, now I'm gonna be good for your career.
I guess.
But you know where my heart is, baby.
It's with you, always, and I-I missed you so bad.
Gloria.
Yeah? Come here, baby.
Mm.
- This is so nice of you.
- Mm.
Well, I wanted to do something, after what happened.
Yeah, I-I called Roxy, too, but she had a conflict.
Yeah, she called us both.
Twice.
Oh, that's not surprising.
The whole base is talking about it.
Yeah.
We know.
Don't worry.
It'll die down after another news cycle or two.
Can't be soon enough.
Mm.
So how are you doing, both of you? I don't know.
I'm still getting over it.
You, Denise? Yeah, I just want life to get back to normal.
I can't imagine what you went through.
Mm.
I owe my life to Denise.
That's not true.
We did it together.
I created the distraction.
You pulled the trigger.
No, you were amazing, and you would've done the same thing for me if the roles were reversed.
I would've tried.
I'm terrible with guns.
Really? Always hated them.
I wouldn't let Michael keep them in the house.
Made me nervous with the girls around.
Well When a homicidal maniac charges you with a pair of scissors, I think you'd be able to pull the trigger.
Mm.
Well, I'd better get going.
Duty calls.
Right.
Bye.
Mwah.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
We'll talk again soon.
Mwah.
Denise.
- I didn't expect to see you back so soon.
- Hi.
- How are you? - Oh, I'm fine, Connie.
Thanks.
Are you sure you don't want to take a few days off? Uh, I have your shift covered today.
Uh, oh, that's n-nice.
I appreciate it, but I'm good to go.
- Okay.
- Okay.
I mean, you are a trooper.
Well, please let us know if David shows up - I went to watch him play basketball - At your house - or if you hear anything.
- At the youth center, and he wasn't ere.
I'm sure he's okay.
You're probably right.
We're just a little concerned.
It's just not like him, that's all.
- Thanks.
- Okay.
- Bye.
- Thanks, Janet.
Okay.
He's 11.
He can't have gone far.
But why wouldn't he go to his basketball game, and why wouldn't he tell us? So that over there-- That's where Roscoe's used to be.
You know, the place I met your mom, - having the cherry slushie? - Oh.
Uh, yeah, it ain't much right now, but back in the days, this was happening, wasn't it, coz? Yeah, man.
It's my mom again.
If I answer it, she'll want to know where I am.
Just tell her you're with friends.
I can't.
I'm supposed to be at a basketball game.
So why are your folks calling you then, man? They should leave you alone.
Look, we'll have you home in plenty time for dinner, all right? Just tell 'em you was at the game and your phone was off.
That old man Michaels? Yeah.
Hasn't left that seat in 20 years.
Hey there, Mr.
Michaels.
It's me, Marcus.
Marcus? Marcus Williams.
Marcus Williams? Where you been? I-I've been away, Mr.
Michaels.
This here is my son David.
Hello.
David.
That-- That's real nice.
He'll show up.
I'm sure there's a simple explanation.
I'm calling the MPs.
It's only been an hour.
I don't care.
We'll definitely be back before dinner.
Yo.
I was looking for you Tuesday.
This Tuesday? Uh, I thought we said next Tuesday.
No.
Levon, are we good here? - Yeah, we cool.
- Where you going? Oh, gonna try to run? Just stand him up.
- Aah! - Mm-hmm.
Get him up.
- Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
- Aah! Hey! Aah! Aah! No! - Aah! - Get him! No! Don't, please! Stop! - Aah! Aah! - Yeah, get him! Stop.
David? You all right? - Yeah.
- You sure? What happened? Levon and these guys got into a fight.
Who's Levon? We thought you were with Marcus.
Where is Marcus, anyway? I'm right here.
Are you okay? I'm fine, little man.
It was all a misunderstanding.
Misunderstanding? You kidnapped my son.
He wanted to see the old neighborhood.
We told you not to contact him anymore.
It's my fault, mom.
I asked-- Not another word.
You stepped way over the line.
I can explain.
- You're going back to prison.
- Now hold on.
No, you abducted a minor, could've gotten him killed.
Now let's see what your parole officer has to say about that.
Come on.
We're leaving.
But, dad, I Denise, relieve amber.
- Clear! - Clear.
- Charge to 200.
- 200 charged.
Ready.
Clear! All clear.
CPR resumed.
Denise.
No response on all leads.
- Nothing.
- Still nothing.
All right.
All right.
I'm calling it.
Time of death--1448.
Thank you, everyone.
We did all we could.
I'll go notify the family.
Denise, will you prepare the body? Thank you.
It's been a long week and all the lines come down heavy on me it's been a long week I'm finally feeling like it's okay to break into a thousand pieces no one can replace only I can find my way it's been a long day and I just want to hide away Ohh.
It's been a long day and I just want to hide away - You're grounded.
- For how long? Until we tell you otherwise.
- But-- - No buts.
What you did is totally inexcusable.
When you are done with school, you will come home and stay home.
No YAC.
No friends over.
Nothing.
That includes the weekends.
You lied, and you made us worry.
What were you thinking? We were just hanging out.
Who made the first phone call-- You or Marcus? I did.
I texted him.
Which reminds me, let me have it-- Your cell phone.
That was for emergencies only.
And you are never allowed to ignore our calls.
Do you understand that? Yes, ma'am.
We are deeply disappointed.
We trusted you.
That's right, and when you break someone's trust, David, it takes a long time to build it back.
I am sorry, but I have to say it, Roland.
We never should have opened our lives to Marcus Williams.
I said so from the start.
You should've listened to me.
Yes! Jessica Anderson.
Hey, Jessica.
Give me one second, okay? Be right back.
Mom, it's your turn.
Lucky can play for me.
Mom.
This is a friend of ours from when your dad was at OCS.
It's important.
I'll be right back.
Now what? You want to see one of my famous card tricks? You need anything? You sure? Just let us know.
That'll be great.
We'll see you tomorrow.
Okay.
Cody's here for hand surgery.
They're staying at the Fisher house.
Really? But I thought he was getting his work done at fort Sam Houston.
For his face, yeah, but apparently there's a hand specialist at Mercer.
You haven't talked to him about any of this? I haven't talked to him since he got hurt.
I tried.
He never got back to me.
I just figured he didn't want to talk about it.
Hmm.
I told Jessica we'd have lunch with them tomorrow.
You can do that, right? Yeah, of course.
Did she say anything about, you know, how he's doing? Not really.
Dad, you were supposed to get mom! We're coming.
Well, I'll guess we'll know more tomorrow.
Hello? Hi.
Is this Denise Sherwood? It is.
Denise, Susie Parker in the FRG gave me your number.
My name's Angela Wright.
Um, I-I'm sorry.
Who is this? Angela Wright.
I'm with the Atlanta Star.
Uh, this is my private number.
- I-I really don't-- - I know.
I know this is a difficult time, and I'm sorry to bother you, but have you thought about sharing your story? No.
Because people draw strength from reading about survivors like you.
And other victims like to know they're not alone.
I'm sorry.
Personally, I'd like to know how you and your friend managed to fight off a serial killer.
- It's a-- - No, I-I can't.
Mrs.
Sherwood-- - Don't call me again.
- Mrs.
Sher-- Denise, who was that? A reporter.
D, you okay? No, I'm not.
Don't bother with that, Rox.
I got it.
Gloria, I'm fine.
Hey, the doctor says to stay off your feet when you can, right? And besides, I'm happy to do it.
Really? I didn't notice.
I can't help it.
Look, uh, I need you to cover at lunch.
One of our friends is coming in town, Trevor's roommate from OCS.
Did he get transferred or something? No.
He's here for surgery.
His humvee hit an IED in Afghanistan, and he got burned.
Oh, my God.
That's awful.
Yeah.
He was an investment banker.
Gave it up to join the army.
Wow.
I haven't seen him since he got hurt.
Honestly, I I don't know what to expect.
Well, I'm sure he'll be glad to see you.
I don't want to see you.
- Listen, man-- - I'm done listening.
Did you talk to my PO? I'm waiting for him to call back.
Well, it wasn't my fault.
What? I mean the fight.
It was my cousin, not me.
I don't care what it was about.
Look, I wouldn't put David in danger.
This conversation's over.
Hey.
I know you think I'm no better than the mud on the bottom of your shoe, but listen, all I'm asking for is one more chance.
Please.
I can't do no more time.
Excuse me.
How you think David gon' feel when he learns his parents sent his father back to jail? I guess we'll find out.
So do we talk about the injury, not talk about it? I guess we just see how it goes.
You ready? Hi.
Hey.
Come on in.
It's so good to see you.
Oh, I know.
You, too.
Hey, Trev.
- Hey.
- Long time.
Yeah.
Ohh.
You didn't have to.
Please.
It's a little something.
Well, thanks.
That's so sweet.
Hey.
Hey, bud.
It's good to see you, man.
Yeah.
You, too.
Hi, Roxy.
Hey, Cody.
So should we sit down? Um, actually, we thought we'd take you guys out to lunch.
Uh, negative on that.
Cody still gets tired pretty easily.
Okay.
Why don't we get takeout then? Great.
Uh, maybe you and I could do that, let the guys catch up? Uh, what would you like? Burgers, barbecue, salad? We've got everything here.
Whatever works.
I know what he likes.
Okay, uh, well, we'll be back as soon as we can.
You okay, honey? Yeah.
Want a brew? I'm working, dude.
Oh.
Of course.
Are you sure that's a good idea with all the meds that you're taking? Yeah.
To hell with that.
Here.
I got it.
I got it.
I just gotta do everything with the lefty.
Right now they say that after the surgery That'll change, but we'll see.
Yeah, they're gonna cut away some of the scar tissue, redo some tendons.
- Sit down, man.
- Ohh.
It's worse than you thought, huh? No.
Not really.
You're a bad liar, Trev.
It's all right.
Here.
Take a look.
Docs say it's not gonna get much better, either.
You don't have to say anything.
It's just Be glad it didn't happen to you.
How are the boys? Everybody's good.
You know, I tried contacting you after-- Yeah, I-I know.
I-I got your-- your voice mails and your e-mails.
I'm not really talking to anyone.
I didn't even want Jessica to tell you guys we were here now.
Why not? I'd just rather have everyone remember me the way I was.
Roxy, wait.
I'm so glad you're here.
Of course.
You knew us before everything happened, and you understand the army And Oh, hey.
It's okay.
Sorry.
You're just, like, the first person that I can really talk to.
It's been so hard.
I'm sure.
I don't know how much more I can take.
What? For seven months, I have watched the man I married turn into a bitter stranger who never leaves the house.
He doesn't have a life anymore, and neither do I.
Jess, you're exhausted.
Uh, you've been through so many surgeries, but, uh, the worst is over, right? It's more than the surgeries, Roxy.
W-we were having trouble before Cody deployed, you know? I-I didn't know that.
Truth is, I never wanted him to sign up.
But you were so happy at OCS.
Well, it wasn't the army.
That was more like being back at grad school.
When we got to Bragg, everything changed.
I had nothing in common with the other wives.
Our house was tiny.
We fought all the time.
Uh, we were talking about a trial separation.
When Cody got his deployment orders, we decided to let it ride, and then this happened.
Well I'm sure it'll get better.
I mean, once he's back on his feet, you'll see the old Cody again, right? Honey, you've gotta hold on.
You can do that.
You love each other.
Please don't say anything to Trevor about this.
Uh, no, no.
Of course not.
We should go.
The food's getting cold.
Well, uh, are you okay? Uh-huh.
Dinner in ten.
Dad? What? Do you hate Marcus now? No, I don't hate him.
Well, mom hates him.
She hates what he did.
We both do.
There's a difference.
Is he gonna go back to jail? Well, we'll talk about that later.
Why can't we talk about it now? I haven't spoken with his parole officer yet.
He'll make that decision.
Do you want him to go back to jail? David, what he did was wrong.
It was terribly wrong.
I know, but it was my fault.
I asked him to take me off post.
I'm the one who should be punished, not Marcus.
You are being punished, but you're an 11-year-old boy.
Marcus is an adult.
He should have known better.
What he did was reckless and dangerous, and he deserves to be punished for it.
I don't want him to go back to jail.
He was just trying to show me around the old neighborhood, like where he met my mom and stuff like that, and the fight wasn't his fault, either.
He was just trying to help Levon.
He was being brave.
Marcus knew the rules, and he broke them.
When you do that, there are consequences, sometimes severe consequences.
It's the same thing we talk about with you and your sister, no different.
It's not fair.
It is fair.
Now you might not like it, but that doesn't mean it isn't fair.
Don't forget to wash up.
We got a problem.
What? David isn't gonna blame us if Marcus goes back to jail.
He's gonna blame himself.
Ooh.
Thanks.
I'm so glad you could make it.
Yeah.
Me, too.
Cody's zoned out in front of some ball game.
He's trying not to think about his surgery tomorrow.
I just wanted to see how you're doing, because I was thinking about what you said, and if the army's part of the problem, then why couldn't Cody just go back to banking after rehab? Yeah, I suggested that a little while ago, and first he yelled at me for dissing the army, which I didn't do, and then he said no investment house would take him back.
Oh.
Yeah.
He's given up.
We've gone from husband and wife to victim and caretaker.
I pick up the prescriptions.
I change the dressings.
I handle the insurance claims.
I don't want to play that role the rest of my life.
I can't.
Have you talked to him about any of this, how you're feeling? Well, how can I? Uh, the doctors say that I'm supposed to be positive around him.
My mother says the same thing.
What about me, Roxy? Who's there to take care of me? I-I still have the right to some happiness, don't I? I haven't worked since Cody came home.
We had to sell the house in Bragg to move to Texas.
Uh, I have no job, no husband, no future.
He never should've joined the army.
You need to talk to him, Jess.
He's still your husband, and he would not want you to feel like this.
Talk to him, or It's only gonna get worse.
Hector.
You like it? Are you kidding? It's gorgeous.
Good.
But we can't afford this.
No, don't worry about that.
What are you talking about? We're on a budget.
Lopata lent me the money.
As soon as I saw it, I said you had to have it.
Come on.
Let me see it on you.
Come here.
Perfect.
Yeah? You don't think so? I love it.
Thank you.
Lieutenant Anderson? We're ready for you.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
No jewelry for the procedure.
- Of course.
- Oh, right.
Yeah, um - I - Let me.
So surgery number 24.
You know, I think after this, I get a free one.
Hey, don't worry.
This one's easy.
Cody? Good luck.
After you.
We're gonna go right there to the right.
What do you think? What'd he do? What do you mean? A gift like that? He's feeling guilty about something.
Come on.
He's still trying to make up for how he acted before.
If you say so.
Hey, Cody.
I don't know why she isn't answering her cell phone.
I mean, the surgery took longer than they said, but still, you know, you'd think she'd stick around.
She didn't say anything to you before the surgery? Uh, just, uh, "good luck.
" Right.
Whoa.
You weren't kidding when you said you know about guns.
It just takes practice.
Well You're so good at it.
Well, I enjoy it.
Sometimes I think of it as my yoga.
You know, it's all about breathing, control, being in touch with your body.
Really? My yoga is yoga.
Okay.
Come on.
Your turn.
Oh, I don't know.
Oh, come on, Claudia Joy.
You can do it.
Just like we practiced.
Okay.
Okay.
- Square off to the target.
- Mm.
Left foot forward.
Mm-hmm.
Look at the bull's-eye.
Okay.
Bring the gun straight up.
Right.
Line up the sight And squeeze.
Remember, you control the gun.
The gun doesn't control you.
Did I hit it? Wide right.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
I-I told you, I-I hate guns, and this isn't gonna help anything.
Sorry.
No apology necessary.
But I think you'll feel better if you get one on the paper.
Anywhere, and then we'll go.
Yeah? Remember why we're here, Claudia Joy.
Don't let that bastard win.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay, and just the pad of your fingertip on the trigger.
Okay.
There you go.
And squeeze.
You're in the black.
Bud, what do you want to do? Do you need us to call anyone? I'm-- I'm fine.
Just go.
Y-- Uh, give us a quick second, Cody.
We can't just leave him here.
I know.
God.
She said she was gonna talk to him.
I-I can't believe she'd just run away.
What, you knew about this? No.
She told me she was unhappy, but I never saw this coming.
Hey.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
- It's okay.
- She's gone.
It's okay.
It's okay.
The reporter's call upset you.
It was a culmination of things Mm.
What happened at the beach and, um Losing that patient.
Tell me about that.
You've lost patients before.
Yeah.
Many times.
Mm.
But it wasn't until I actually closed that young man's eyes, till I was literally staring death in the face, that I realized what I'd done.
Which is? I killed a man, Chaplain.
In self-defense.
Yes, but I took a life.
Do you know what that feels like? No, but I talk to many soldiers who do, and they often have many of the same feelings you do-- Guilt, horror, shame.
And what do you tell them? First I tell them that it's possible to kill someone while still believing in the sanctity of human life.
I tell them, as I am telling you, that in this fallen world, sometimes one must take life to preserve life.
Well, I was thinking Maybe I could've just wounded him.
He left you no choice, Denise.
In that moment, it was kill or be killed.
Yeah, I guess.
Maybe.
I-I don't I don't know.
You're overwhelmed.
How could you not be? You're a nurse, a mother, a wife.
Your life is devoted to helping people, to healing, and your tears are a sign of goodness But if you must grieve, grieve for yourself and what that man forced you to do.
God forgives you.
Now you must forgive yourself.
Talk to my parole officer? I did.
I told him I had no complaint.
I was mistaken.
Why you do that? It was the right thing for David.
Well, that ain't what I expected.
Thank you.
I never meant no harm, you know? I know.
Since I got out, I've just been trying to do good, keep on the straight and narrow, and I wanted to be some kind of father to David, not like my father was to me.
Just wanted to give him some kind of history, let him who his people are.
And that's important.
Yeah But I kinda blew it.
He probably woulda been better off not knowing me.
I wouldn't say that.
Well, I would.
I mean, look at me, man, and look at you.
You can give David anything he want, everything he need, and I can't compete with that, so don't worry.
I ain't gonna be messing things up no more.
You just tell David I said good-bye, and that's just the way it is.
Hang on.
Marcus.
What's up, little man? Not much.
Grounded.
Yeah, you and me both.
Guess we screwed up, huh? I guess.
So, uh I'm gonna be heading back to Chicago for a while.
- What? - Hey, it's cool.
Just a few things I need to take care of, and I think we should, uh, all just chill for a while, you know? But I'll be back.
When? Well, I can't say right now, but we can write each other in the meantime.
You mean text.
Nah, I mean write.
You know, paper, pen, U.
S.
Postal Service.
I, uh, understand you ain't gonna have a phone for a while.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, but ain't nothin' wrong with the snail mail.
When I get back, we'll do things right, all right? Get over here and give me a hug so I can get out of here.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you, too, little man.
Now you take care.
Listen to your mother and father, and don't worry about me.
I'm gonna write you as soon as I get to Chi-town.
I promise, all right? I know you don't like me But I just want to say thank you for not sending me back to jail.
Don't thank me.
Roland and I are only thinking about David, what's best for him.
All right.
You a hard woman, but you a good woman.
I know that.
I just hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me.
All right then.
Marcus.
I appreciate the way you handled things in there with David.
You put his needs before your own.
That's what a parent does.
Maybe there's some hope for me after all, huh? Maybe.
Lieutenant Anderson is here because his face got burned in Afghanistan, so I don't want you to stare or ask a lot of questions, okay? How bad is it? It's pretty bad, but he is a really nice guy, so I expect you to treat him exactly the same as you treat anyone else.
Yes, ma'am.
Hey, Finn.
This is Lieutenant Anderson.
Hello.
Welcome to our house, sir.
Thanks, Finn.
Uh, there you go, man.
Come on in.
- Hey, honey.
- Hey.
- Mm.
- Hi.
Hi.
Mm.
How's she doing? Oh.
She's great.
She's great.
Ohh.
So how was work? - Good.
- Good.
Yeah.
How are you feeling? Okay? Your talk with Chaplain Maris went well? Yeah.
It was good.
Good.
Can you make a face? I need a break.
Good, because I want to check my e-mail.
Help yourself.
What's this? What? Who's Penny? I have no idea.
Who is she, Hector? I don't know any Penny.
Well, she sure knows you.
Come on.
It's gotta be some kind of mistake.
You know how many Hector Cruzes there must be with military e-mails? Look me in the eye and tell me that.
Come on, Gloria.
No.
I'm serious, Hector.
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't know her.
I don't know her.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Gloria.
You lying scumbag! I'm sorry, baby.
It didn't mean anything.
It was all lies, the-- the-- the apology - No, no.
- The necklace?! - No.
Don't.
- No, give it to your whore! I love you, baby.
She means nothing to me.
- Get out.
Just get out.
- Let's just talk about it, please.
- Just get out.
Just get out! - Let's just talk about it.
- I don't want to-- - Just give me a chance to explain, please.
I don't want to see you! Never! Go! No.