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We are so proud of you, Gail.
But most importantly,
be proud of yourself.
When you first came here
to Shield House,
you said that you had nothing.
No home for your kids,
and no hope.
But now you leave us
and a new apartment
and a good job.
I know it's not
much, Tyra,
but "thank you"
just won't cover it.
Thank you.
Oh, and Breck gets one, too.
Where is he?
Right here, Gail.
My babies and me
won't ever forget
what you and Tyra
and everyone of you all
have done for us.
Thank you.
You shouldn't.
I mean, I feel silly accepting
thanks from any of you.
Talk about heroes.
How hard you all work
to lift yourselves up,
to make yourselves
better.
It really inspires me
to want to do the same.
But enough about me.
You go, Gail.
( cheering )
( door closes )
Yeah, yeah.
All right, bye.
How's it coming?
Nothing yet.
Well, Danny just called
from the guy's apartment,
which happens to be on
Park Avenue, by the way.
Yeah.
There's no car
in his assigned spot,
and the doorman hasn't
seen him in two days.
Let me ask you something:
what's a guy who
lives on Park Avenue
doing in the South Bronx?
Community service.
"Possession with Intent"
landing him in jail
for 30 days,
plus 500 hours,
which he completed
a month ago.
Really.
So why's he still here?
That's a very good question.
Wait, wait.
Stop it right there.
Is that him?
Yeah, that's him.
Five hours before
he went missing.
Looks like he has company.
Wonder what he has in the bag.
JACK:
Mr.
Mulligan,
we're not even sure
it's a kidnapping
at this point.
Well, what else would it be?
You name it.
It could be any
number of things.
Did your son talk about any
problems that he had lately?
No.
Not that I know of.
Have you seen this man?
Uh
No, I don't think so.
Let's talk about
your son's drug history.
Well, when he was 16
his mother died and I
I didn't keep him at home.
I let him go back to that,
that boarding school,
and the worst bunch
of spoiled ne'er-do-wells
that you've ever met.
So all those misdemeanors prior
to his Class B felony
was because of a bunch
of high school kids?
No, I'm just saying that
that's where it got started.
But he's a good boy.
That's why I had
to get tough on him.
I just wasn't going to pull
strings for him anymore.
Dad!
Hey
This is a
total setup.
( whispers ):
Just be quiet!
These cops are idiots.
Yeah, well, those idiots
have you on possession
with intent, Breck.
That means jail.
Yeah, well, not if
I didn't do it.
Look, I was at the club.
I grabbed someone
else's coat.
Just no more excuses.
Now wasting your life
is one thing,
but I will not
let you kill yourself.
Kill myself?
Look, let-let's just
get out of here.
We'll-We'll talk about
it over breakfast.
No, we're through talking.
I'm not fixing this, son.
Not this time.
What the hell are
you talking about?
I'll cover your legal fees
and your basics thereafter.
We'll give it a year,
more if necessary.
You're cutting me off?
You need to grow up, Breck.
You need to prove to me
that you deserve all
that you've been given.
Until you do,
you're on your own.
Deserve? Like-Like you deserve?
What the hell have you
ever done with your life?
I never embarrassed my family.
Yeah, right.
Hey, Dad.
Oh, come on, Dad.
Oh, come on.
You-You can't do this, Dad!
No, Dad, come on!
Plea
It was the hardest thing
I ever did, I think.
But I'd like to think
that it did him some good.
So just how cut off was he?
Well, I keep a roof
over his head,
but no more weekends in Vail
on the platinum card.
Hmm, that sounds tough.
Regardless of what
you two may think,
it was a rude awakening
for Breck.
But he's making a go of it.
He sounded great last time
I talked to him on the phone.
And what was that call
in reference to?
He wanted money.
$45,000.
For what?
Well, he said it was
for Shield House,
but he didn't get it.
Your son is a repeat offender.
Did you think it
was for drugs?
Well, the thought had occurred
to me, yes.
Hmm.
SAMANTHA:
Does he look
familiar to you?
I don't know, it's-it's kind
of hard to tell with this.
We're wondering
if it might be drug-related.
Oh, I doubt that.
If anything, Breck counseled
some of our residents.
Um, how many
do you have?
It varies.
Right now, we're at 32 women
with 26 kids.
Some of these women have, um,
criminal records, right?
Drugs, prostitution.
A few, yeah,
but they would never hurt Breck.
You seem pretty sure about that.
Put it this way.
Our women come to Shield House
to start over.
They're not about to invite
more trouble
than they've already had.
What about abusive husbands,
dealers, pimps?
They can't be happy
about these women
running out on them.
No.
No, and they can be
a problem,
and Breck did have a run-in
with one of those guys.
But that was almost
two months ago.
Why don't you tell me
what happened?
Understand, Breck wasn't
very helpful at first.
He was nice enough, but not big
on getting his hands dirty.
Until that day.
Breck?
Breck, what the
hell's going on?
Tyra, this is only temporary.
This guy came in.
I tried to stop him, but
No.
Where's
everybody going?
The shelter.
What?
Look, everything was fine
until this drunken maniac
came in.
Hey, hey, hey.
Can I help you?
Where is Maritsa?
Maritsa? Wait.
Is-is
she expecting you?
Yeah, sure, get her out here.
Yeah, she's in a workshop
right now.
Don't you "workshop" me,
maricon!
Tell that ***
to come down here.
Look, hey, hey, look, man,
look, I understand.
You understand nothing!
You know what?
Don't lay your hands
on me, ***!
Whoa!
( man grunting )
Get off me, ***.
Get off me.
Dana, call 911.
I'll kill your ***.
The cops took him away,
but one of them went upstairs
to talk to Maritsa
and stepped right through
that hole in the floor.
Oh, no.
And the next thing I know, the
city building inspector is here,
and someone
from the Health Department.
They're making us
shut down six units
until we can fix
these violations.
Oh, God.
No.
This will cost a fortune.
It'll be okay.
No,
Breck, it won't.
Nothing's okay
about the shelter.
GIRL:
Breck?
Breck, do we really
have to go?
No.
Well, I mean, yes,
but you won't be
But I don't like the shelter.
BRECK:
I'm sorry.
Here, you keep her.
The shelter's not safe.
You keep her here.
I will.
And I'll make sure
she's very safe,
okay, Loretta?
Okay.
You start the repairs.
I'll get the money.
That's the day
he really got it.
He understood
the work that we do,
what we mean
to these families.
And I know
he felt responsible.
How much money
are we talking about?
Almost $90,000.
That includes plumbing
and carpentry.
How much did Breck raise?
He was getting close.
He showed up with almost $25,000
that first week alone.
But eventually the money
did slow down, and
well, he kept
chipping away at it,
but those families
are still in the shelter.
Where was he getting
all this money from?
His rich friends, I guess.
All right, I'm gonna need
a list of those donations.
Also, any information you had
about Maritsa's husband.
Sure.
Okay, so Felipe made bail
the next day,
and I can't seem to make out
enough of this guy's face
to catch any resemblance.
They're both ugly.
Yes, this is true.
How is that
donor list coming?
Well, it's okay,
except for one thing.
That first 25 grand
Breck raised,
it came almost exclusively
in banker's checks.
Now, after that,
he started showing up
with, um, cash donations.
Cash?
Yeah, totaling $31,000.
And it's listed as
"In-kind Gifts from
Anonymous Donors.
" See that?
All right, so
so let's say Breck
taps out his friends,
borrows cash from this guy
and gets killed
for not paying him back?
Don't think he got killed.
You can't squeeze money
out of a dead man.
So, uh, esta hombre,
uh, usted
saw him tres noches pasado?
( speaking Spanish )
( continues in Spanish )
Pardon
Pardon, pardon,
menos rapido, por favor.
( man continues talking )
Good, you're back.
I'm dying here.
( continues in Spanish )
Un momento, por favor.
Un momento.
Doing great, ***.
Keep going.
Gracias.
I think he said
something about
three white guys
jumping out of a car.
SUV.
SUV.
Yeah.
Okay, um
y, uh y cuantos
pesas, senor?
Uh, you just asked him
how much he weighs.
I did?
You did.
Cuanto pesos?
No.
Que paso?
Que paso.
Okay.
( speaking Spanish )
( speaking Spanish )
What the hell?
Get off me!
( tires squealing )
Just ask him if he saw
the plates, please?
( speaking Spanish )
( speaking Spanish )
The first three letters
of the plates were P-D-H.
Textbook kidnapping.
Get off me!
AN
( Elena speaking Spanish )
Ah, gracias.
Okay.
We got a hit off
a partial plate from DMV.
Champagne Escalade ran
a red light on the East Side
eight minutes
after Breck was abducted.
I love photo tickets.
Say that when you get one.
Well, this one is registered
to a Todd Kipling
from Scarsdale.
He doesn't look like a Todd.
Yeah, well,
she doesn't look
like a Todd either.
You're kidding me.
What is this,
FBI traffic school?
ELENA:
Why was your girlfriend
in such a hurry?
First of all, Heidi's
not my girlfriend,
so I'm quite available.
Oh, that's a shock.
SAMANTHA:
Why don't you tell us
what was the hurry?
We were late.
I didn't even know
I ran the light.
Heidi, that's not
what this is about.
We have a witness
who saw that car
involved in an apparent
kidnapping that same night.
( chuckles )
No.
That was a total goof.
A goof?
Totally.
Like a prank.
Was Breck in on it?
No.
Why would
I ruin the surprise?
The party was for him.
So it was a surprise party?
Yeah.
Or in Breck's case, more like
a surprise intervention.
We hardly see him anymore.
He's so busy with
that charity.
Not that we didn't support
what he was doing.
We've been friends forever.
Since boarding school.
Yeah.
Breck and Todd.
But we go back even further.
Breck's like
a brother to me.
Please, just call him.
He'll tell you,
it's no kidnapping.
Why don't you just tell us
a little bit more about
this so-called intervention.
I planned the party,
and Todd thought it'd be a fun
way of getting Breck there.
BRECK:
I don't have any money!
You may think I do, but I don't!
Stop! This is cruel!
Okay, okay.
Oh, son of a ***!
You guys! What the hell?!
Oh, my God!
Come on.
You should have
seen your face.
You scared the crap
out of me, man.
HEIDI:
Well, we wanted to see you,
and God knows you never
call us anymore.
BRECK:
Yeah, well, after this,
you wonder why?
How any self-respecting spoiled
rich kid can lower himself
to ask those crusty old blue
bloods for money is beyond me.
Yeah, well,
it's beyond me, too, man.
I can't stay, guys.
What are you
talking about?
You're not
going anywhere.
No, we got the whole place
to ourselves.
Everybody's in there
waiting for you.
You're the guest
of honor, man.
You picked, like,
the worst possible night.
Oh, but, Breck,
come on, we miss you.
I don't miss you guys.
Yeah, you do.
Yes, you do.
No, I don't.
He didn't stay long.
Where do you think
he was going?
I don't know.
Was he high?
Was he looking for drugs?
I wouldn't know.
I mean, that's not my thing.
It's not your thing?
I'm looking at your record here.
DUI 2002, '04, '05,
a visit to the Betty Ford Clinic
just this year.
Hey, that is
privileged information.
You have no right
Your privileges
have been revoked in here!
Now look at this picture.
Clearly, you are
driving this vehicle,
probably under the influence,
and your license has been
suspended indefinitely.
Now, if I put this
in the right hands,
you are looking
at serious prison time.
Just call Breck, please,
and he'll tell you.
I would, if he wasn't missing.
Missing?
Yeah, missing.
I don't know anything.
I
He wasn't in a good place.
He had been on an upswing,
but he wasn't that night.
ALL:
Whoo!
Whoo!
( laughing )
What is wrong with you?!
Where do I begin?
It's been a bad couple of days.
A month ago
you were on top of the world,
preaching the joys
of philanthropy.
Which proves I can suck the joy
out of just about anything.
That is not true.
You love what you're doing.
I can tell.
I love what I'm doing, Heidi,
but not what I did, not at all.
What are you
talking about?
BARRY:
Yo, Breck,
this one's got your
name on it, man.
No, Barry, no, no.
He's cool.
Come on, like
old times, dude.
Breck, no.
No, Breck.
Why not?
Who cares, anyway?
Wait, do you want
some food?
You should eat something.
Look, I'm not hungry.
I got to go.
Go?!
Go where?
Look, I'll be back.
God is there
a pay phone around here?!
I don't know.
So it was drugs?
He's my friend.
And it didn't
worry you
that your friend
never came back?
Why would it?
I just figured
that he went home.
Okay, Heidi, we need you to
write down the name of the club,
the names of your friends
and anybody else who may have
seen him that night.
Look, I'd be more
than happy to help,
but that's a lot of numbers.
Yeah, well, just get your Treo
out and get busy, Blondie.
Mr.
Mulligan?
Any word?
No, not yet, sir.
Look, if you'd
rather be at home,
we can always call you as
soon as we know something.
Let me ask you something,
Agent, uh
Fitzgerald.
Fitzgerald.
I was shown a photo
of a man earlier,
some kind of surveillance
from Shield House.
Right.
Do you think
you recognize him now?
No.
But-- and I only
thought about this afterwards--
my son had asked me for money.
Yeah, I was aware of that.
I'm sure
that wasn't easy for you.
All his life,
I'd said yes to him,
whatever he wanted.
The one time I say no,
we end up here.
I just want him back.
I know you do.
Thank you.
Omar's Dungeon confirmed
that Breck's friends
stayed there till closing
with Todd Kipling
picking up the check.
For wealthy people,
they sure know how to slum it.
Yeah.
Anything from the pay phone?
It shows six calls between
the hours of 10:00 and 12:00,
all 212, 917, and there's one
New Canaan.
And it's to an E.
M.
Danforth.
Why does that ring a bell?
Hang on.
All right, here she is.
She didn't call us back.
$10,000 from personal trust
of Elizabeth Manning Danforth,
dated 2/28/06.
Oh, my poor Breck.
I had no idea.
He was last seen
before he placed
a call here at 10:23 p.
m.
Oh, my God.
And here I thought he'd just
gotten distracted by work.
What do you mean?
He said he was running late,
and when he never showed,
I assumed he'd gotten busy
with the charity.
Miss Danforth,
I wanted to ask you
Betty.
Please.
Okay, Betty,
was Breck in the habit
of making late-night visits?
Occasionally.
Is that a problem?
So what exactly
was going on here?
We had a brief relationship
several years ago.
How old was Breck?
Younger.
We both were.
But then the
world got a bit
too small, so we
decided to go back
to being friends,
until a month ago.
What happened a month ago?
We bumped into each other
at a Guggenheim function.
He was trying to raise money,
and feeling for him, I
we had a few drinks.
( cork pops )
So your next donation
will go
to repair these walls
and this corridor, and
I completely suck at this.
( chuckles )
Oh, I've seen worse.
I got to get
this money, Betty.
I mean, you should
see these kids.
This girl, she
gave me her doll
to keep until she
can move back in.
Look, I'd write you
another check,
but my accountant already thinks
I gave too much.
Maybe next month.
I know.
You've been so great.
Give me a hand, won't you?
Sorry.
( chuckling ):
It's quite all right.
Don't let Sotheby's
give you less than $6,000.
No, Betty, I couldn't.
I insist.
Take it.
Only this time,
let's be discreet.
No.
I-I I don't know.
Don't know what?
We're both adults
who've done it before.
And you want to help
those kids, right?
Hmm?
( unzipping )
So the relationship is back on?
DANFORTH:
I wouldn't say that.
I mean, believe me, I'm
intensely fond of Breck.
It's just more of
an arrangement now.
How often?
Once, twice a week.
So it's safe to say
that these in-kind donations
are from you?
I'm not that generous.
There's others?
Oh, it's possible I may
have bragged just a little.
So Breck was pimping himself out
for charity.
Oh, that's such an ugly word.
VIVIAN:
Well, what word
would you use, Mrs.
Danforth?
Escort.
That's what he is, an escort.
We just don't happen
to go anywhere.
You still on hold?
They play the
worst Muzak ever.
Is there good Muzak?
( groans )
So I figure if a ***
leads to lonely women,
some of those lonely women
got to have husbands.
I'm gonna cross-reference
the Shield House donor list.
See what I can find out.
Okay.
No, I'm here.
Yes.
Yeah.
Okay, and when was that?
All right, thank you.
We don't have to worry
about this one.
He clear?
He's dead.
Killed by a rival gangbanger
two weeks ago.
Oh, Felipe, we
hardly knew you.
Okay, look.
I've been going
over this Sotheby's list
of everything Breck sold them,
right?
There's jewelry, silver,
watches, net worth
over $30,000,
but the interesting item
is a vase
worth close to five grand.
Because it was part of a set,
Sotheby's put a call in
to the previous owner
to approve the sale.
And who was that?
That would be
one Clayton Whitney, Esquire.
Uh, sorry to stop by
so late, Mrs.
Whitney.
What happened?
Is it my husband?
What, he's not here?
No, he
What is this about?
We're looking
for Breck Mulligan.
Who?
Mrs.
Whitney did
you pay Breck for sex?
I don't know
what you are talking about.
It must have hurt.
Breck give you that shiner?
No, no.
Breck would nev
So much for "Breck who?"
Why don't you tell us about
your relationship with him.
There is no relationship.
Tell me.
What happened?
He, Clayton, he
Clayton did this to you?
He knows about us.
Sotheby's called him.
He put it together.
He went crazy.
He wants a divorce.
A divorce?
But I don't care.
He can have one.
No, no.
Look, it's just
It doesn't matter,
Breck; I have you.
Me?
We don't have to
sneak around anymore.
I don't know
how to say this.
I am so sorry.
No.
You have nothing
to be sorry for.
Yes, I do.
Listen.
I've never thought of us
as anything more than
what we've been doing.
I thought you understood.
Oh.
Get out.
I'm so sorry, Carol.
That was
three days ago.
Clayton's been in the
Hamptons ever since.
SAMANTHA:
Have you spoken
to Breck or your husband
since then?
JACK:
Is it possible
that your husband
was pissed off enough
to hire somebody to kill Breck?
No, I don't think so.
Then again, I never thought
he would hit me, either.
I'm going to need that address
in the Hamptons.
Right.
Yeah, I'll take care of it.
Unbelievable.
What?
That was Danny calling
from Whitney's place
out in the Hamptons.
His alibi check out?
Yeah, he completely
denies going after Breck,
but he does admit that
he called Shield House
to let them know what Breck
was up to with his wife.
MARTIN:
You knew full well what he
was doing to raise money.
Yes, but
But what?
You just forgot
to mention it?
I was scared.
I can't have you
shutting us down.
We're not interested
in shutting you down.
Well, maybe not you,
but 85% of our funding
came from church groups.
If word of what he did got out,
that would be gone,
and we would be done.
And I can't let that happen.
Even if that means
us not finding Breck.
Look, I love the guy,
but I have to think
of Shield House--
the women, the kids.
All right, so you got a call
from Mr.
Whitney
telling you what Breck was doing
with his wife?
No, that's not how I found out.
Breck had come in
because he knew it had to stop,
but he had to admit it
to me first.
Is that the best way that you
can think of to raise money?
By sexing up
a bunch of old rich women?!
Look, we needed the money, Tyra.
Like there aren't other ways
to get it?
When that little girl Loretta
looked at me
I mean, she
I had to do something.
She needed me.
And if what you did
gets us shut down,
then where does Loretta go?
I I just wanted to help.
This could ruin us.
I won't let it.
Look, I'll stop,
and I will make it right.
I don't think you can.
You have to let me try.
Please.
I need this place.
He had done so much for us.
I just couldn't say no.
So what was he planning?
He had five or six
in-kind donations
that he hadn't cashed in yet.
He was going to return them.
I guess it was his way
of undoing things.
And did you happen
to get a look of any of
these in-kind donations?
Didn't want to.
He had them in his bag.
Hmm.
Right.
Anyway, that's where
he was going that night
to make things right.
Okay.
Elena, I need you
to run a name for me.
What, your computer broken?
Can you be nice, please?
All right, Nazar Rahim,
of Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.
What's up?
Remember that vase that
Mrs.
Whitney gave to Breck?
It was part of a set.
Exactly.
What happened
to the other vase?
I don't know.
Sotheby's has no record of it.
Neither does Christie's.
So I started to
call the pawn shops.
There's this place called
First Rate Collectibles
that purchased the matching
vase from a Nazar Rahim
for $800 two days ago.
Is that a coincidence?
Hmm.
i don't think so
Check this out.
"Narcotics,
narcotics, narcotics,
assault with a deadly weapon,
narcotics, narcotics.
"
I think this guy
likes narcotics.
Yeah, well,
this is your finger
drilling a hole
in the guy's chest.
And this is you
trying to steal his bag.
So what? The guy
owed me money.
For what, drugs?
What drugs?
I'm a businessman now.
What kind of a business
are you in?
Business of looking
good, my man.
So how much did Breck owe you?
$5,000.
So he paid you with a vase?
Yeah, and he screwed me, too.
It wasn't even worth $1,000.
Yes, it was.
I'd say it was First Rate
Collectibles that screwed you.
DANNY:
Look, Nazar, here's the deal.
We could keep you here
as long as we want
just for looking good.
Hey, I didn't touch one hair
on his head.
No, you, uh, you threw him
against the wall.
I was pissed.
Sucker owed me money.
I got only $800 for
your stupid vase.
You think you
could cheat me?
Look, I told you
where to sell it.
Sotheby's knows exactly
what that's worth.
I want the rest.
You had the rest.
I already paid you.
There's nothing in there
for you!
Then I guess I go back
to see the ***.
No! Look, this is my debt now.
I told her I'd take care of it,
and I did.
No, you didn't.
You listen.
You leave her alone.
She has enough trouble
staying away from you as it is.
You're killing her!
You don't tell
me what to do.
Okay?
That was it.
So if he's missing now,
maybe he's hiding from me.
All right, who was the girl?
I think she must be hiding, too.
Listen, Nazar, I need names.
Who was the girl?
All right, why don't you take
a seat right there.
Thanks for coming in
again, Heidi.
What's going on?
Did you find Breck?
No.
But we have another friend
of yours in custody.
Mr.
Rahim.
He's no friend of mine.
That's not what he says.
He says you owe him 5,000 bucks,
and that Breck was covering
for you.
That's a lie.
And why would I need
Breck's money anyway?
Because you've been snorting
your own up your nose.
What?
What is what is this?
Heidi, you want to explain to us
why you bought a one-way ticket
from the Fishkill train station
into Manhattan the same night
that Breck disappeared?
JACK:
Look, Fishkill,
is about, what,
a half-hour north from here?
So how'd you get
up there, Heidi?
Uh Oh, that's right.
I, um, I lost my bag last week.
You know, I have FBI agents
combing Fishkill
right now.
You could
help narrow the search
if you wanted to.
Where did you get that?
The question is,
where did you get it?
( sighs )
( voice breaking ):
I don't know.
You don't know how Breck's bag
ended up in your apartment?
( exhales )
JACK:
You know what I think?
I think your parents wouldn't
give you the money you owed,
but you knew
Breck would bail you out.
( voice breaking ):
I didn't mean it.
You didn't mean what?
( sobbing )
I want to be a better person.
I really do.
You could start right now
by telling the truth.
HEIDI:
I was just
so scared.
And Breck had all
these other things on his mind.
Breck, this one's got
your name on it, dude.
No.
Thanks, Barry, I'm-I'm
Come on!
Dude, I'm cool.
I'm cool.
Thanks.
( sniffing )
( sighs )
What?
Don't look at me like that.
I'm-I'm a nervous wreck.
And if you laid off that crap
to begin with,
you wouldn't have to be.
You said you would cover me.
Yeah, and I did!
Look, Nazar's an idiot.
I'll-I'll talk to him,
and we'll work it out.
Tomorrow.
I-I got to go.
Go?! Go where?
Look, I'm-I'm taking
all this stuff back.
Oh, my God.
Hopefully marking the end
of the stupidest thing
I've ever done.
Wait, Breck, just one
of these would cover Nazar.
Well, they don't belong to me,
and they're not
for him, either.
Oh, Breck, please?!
You know, is-is there
a pay phone around here?
I don't know.
( sniffing )
You know what? I'm getting you
out of here.
Come on.
We took a cab back
to his neighborhood
and got the car and started
driving up towards Connecticut.
Just stop wasting time.
Just get the money you
need from your parents,
and-and get clean, and
come and work with me.
( laughs )
Come on.
That rich ***
won't even notice
if we return this stuff
or not.
You're not even
listening to me.
Hey!
( giggles )
What, you don't
even trust me now?
Not so much.
I trust you.
You trust anyone who can
score you an eight-ball.
You make me sound
like I'm a junkie.
It's because you are.
What?!
You should see yourself.
These jerks you're
hanging out with.
Look, you only hang out with
them 'cause they get you high.
They don't care about you.
That is not true.
Stop wasting your life.
What are you talking about?
Oh, I'm-I'm sorry.
Excuse me if I'm not ***
myself out for some charity.
Look, I am trying to
do the right thing!
I'm trying hard
to help people.
Oh, really? You're trying
to help people.
Well, I help peopl
Oh
I help people all the time.
You use people, just like
you're using me right now
'cause you need someone
to save your ***.
Shut up.
Shut up!
( tires squealing )
No.
Let go of me!
( panting )
( tires squealing )
Oh! Oh, my God.
( tires squealing )
( thudding )
I didn't mean to hit him.
I didn't mean to
hit him that hard.
He just lost control
of the car,
but I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean
to hit him that hard.
Then why'd you just
leave him there?
I don't know.
( panting )
Breck?
Oh, no.
( panting )
( panting )
Breck?
( sobbing )
( panting )
( panting )
( sobbing )
( sobbing ):
And when when nobody came
to help us, I just panicked.
And I I-I crawled out
of the car
and followed the train station
lights back towards town.
But you had the presence of mind
to take this.
( sobbing )
Breck was the only real friend
I ever had.
( sobbing )
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
( phone ringing )
Yeah, Elena.
Yeah, we got him, Martin.
Quarter mile east
of the train station,
not 30 yards
below the highway.
There is no way a driver
going by fast
would have seen him.
No way.
Okay.
Thanks.
All right.
Okay.
( quietly ):
Thank you.
Did he suffer?
No, he didn't.
The coroner, uh,
said that he died on impact.
What was he doing up there?
I-I think
he was probably trying
to make up
for some of the mistakes
he made in his life,
but more importantly,
he was really trying
to help out those kids
at Shield House.
Shield House.
Yes, sir.
That place really meant a lot
to your son.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
( applause )
Thank you so much,
Mr.
Mulligan,
for completing the work
that your son started.
While the money
that Breck provided
can be replaced,
filling the void
that he leaves behind
will be no easy task.
How do you measure the spirit
of someone who helped so many?
And while writing a check
is no doubt a very generous act,
actually touching
someone's life--
that takes more.
Where will the next
Breck come from?
I I honestly don't know.
I just hope he
or she comes soon.