Instinct Page #6

Broken his heart,

broken his mind.

Made him insane.

I did that.

I understand that, Ethan. I do.

But I need to know

about the killing.

There's a female

just like that one.

Was there ever

any violence among them?

Was there any violence

towards you?

There were warnings.

Warnings.

She was a good mother

and a good teacher.

The baby was always

protected, always instructed.

Always groomed, always...

touched,

safe.

She used to watch over him,

the way the old silverback

used to watch over...

all of us,

even me.

It's an amazing...

feeling, Theo,

to be watched over.

I discovered

in that look of his...

more than watchfulness...

tolerance,

acceptance.

In fact, he was...

Ethan?

Ethan, what is it?

What is it?

What's wrong?

Shh. Shh.

Shh.

It was me.

They'd found my things.

Been tracking me.

So I brought them.

I brought the... takers...

and death.

Still he looks at me

without blame.

Because you're not to blame,

not for any of it.

You were just defending

your family.

- Ethan, close it.

- He won't come out.

You see? Even if he can.

Not far from here is a fence, and on the

other side of that fence is freedom,

and he can smell it.

He'll never try to get there,

'cause he's given up.

By now he thinks freedom

is something he dreamed.

And you?

Have you given up?

Because we have a chance to get you

out of here now, a good chance.

This is all I need...

what you've told me.

It's not just something

you dreamed.

It's real.

I'd like you to wear this to the hearing today.

Where'd you get that?

Lyn brought it.

She's still here.

- Ethan, you can do this.

- Leave it alone.

What are you so afraid of?

I don't want to hurt her.

You've already done that.

Remember the first thing you said to me?

The first word? Remember?

You told me to tell

your daughter good-bye.

Tell her yourself.

I don't know what to say.

How are you?

That sounds stupid, I guess.

I miss you.

Your father is a fool.

If you were just born, I would

pick you up and hold you...

and take you everywhere with me

and never walk away from you.

You're such a treasure, Lyn.

You're so much better than your father.

You don't hate.

You don't even hate me.

You know that

when I went away from you,

I always took you

with me, inside.

I would love to believe that.

Well, this is all

I have left for you.

It's the only possession

I kept.

You'll wait in your cell

till I come and get you.

The van'll be here in 25 minutes. The

hearing starts at 4:00. Understand?

You'll change out of

that pretty blue suit...

and turn it over for storage.

- Any questions?

- Sorry, Ethan.

Ethan, there was nothing

we could do.

Inside.

I said, "Inside"!

Stop hitting him!

Stop hitting him!

- You think that's funny, Nicko?

- Just stop hitting him!

Ow!

- I got Dacks!

- Oh, you wanna play, Pete?

No, no! Sorry, Mr. Dacks. You

think that's funny, Pete?

Huh? You think that's funny?

It was an accident.

You want to play? Come here.

No, you can't come in here.

You can't come in, Mr. Dacks.

You can't come in.

No, Mr. Dacks. No, don't

be bad, Mr. Dacks.

You wanna play "Can't Come In"?

We'll play.

- No! Mr. Dacks!

- Let's play, Pete.

- No!

- You wanna play, Pete?

- No!

- Well, let's play!

Ow! No! Ow!

You want to play?

Think this is for fun?

Huh?

Aah!

Damn it! Lock this place down!

I want this place locked down!

Anderson, secure the block

and cuff that son of a b*tch!

Get back in there! Settle down!

Shut up! Shut up!

I heard. You want

to stay for supper?

- I blew it. I lost him.

- He's silent again.

It's over. Let it go.

He was protecting

his family... again.

I should have been with him

every minute.

Let it go.

And don't worry...

about anything.

I'll speak to Josephson,

smooth things over.

I'll help you cut your losses.

And his losses?

It's true, isn't it?

He'll never get out of there.

It was never your job

to get him out of there.

Theo, there is nothing

to be done.

Know when to walk away.

You help the ones you can.

I'm sorry. I've let you down,

and I barged in here...

Theo.

If you don't let this end,

you'll do yourself damage.

You got involved... emotionally.

It happens.

Now you have to get

your focus back.

You're losing control.

Wouldn't that be nice?

Mealtime! Line 'em up!

- You heard him. Let's go.

- - Single file!

I'm ready, I'm ready,

I'm ready.

Dr. Caulder,

what's wrong with him?

Nicko, back in line.

Dr. Caulder...

Any change?

Not a word in three days.

- Sorry.

- Hey, ape man!

He said mealtime!

Can you leave him there, Dacks?

Keep your hands at your side!

I'm sorry, Ethan.

I don't know if you can hear me,

but this is my last day, so...

I put Dacks up on charges.

I still might be able to get you that

hearing, if you would just speak.

If you would just come back.

Okay, Ethan.

You asked me a question once.

"What has you

all tied up in knots...

when you wake up sweating

in the middle of the night?"

You still wanna know?

I've been thinking about it. I've

been thinking about it a lot.

It's not the work.

I love the work.

I've always loved the work.

It's the game.

The game, Ethan.

And I was so good at it.

I made sure all

the right people liked me.

At night, I'd do

the checklist in my mind.

Am I cool with Ben Hillard?

Am I cool with Dr. Josephson?

Am I cool with all the people

who can help me?

Am I cool with all the people

who can hurt me?

Nobody thought I was weak

or a loser.

There was nobody

I was offending,

nobody I loved.

That game, Ethan.

But guess what?

You taught me how

to live outside of the game.

You taught me how to live.

And you know what

scares me even more?

That I'm going back in.

"Forgive me, Ben.

Put me back in the game.

"I'll make you like me again!

I'll do the work.

I'll do all the work,

just put me back in the game!"

And do you wanna know...

You wanna know the psychology

behind this?

Now, pay attention,

because I'm good at this.

I'm trying not to say

good-bye to you.

I'm trying not to say

I'll miss you.

I'm trying to forget you.

Ethan Powell, case closed.

Case closed!

Look at me.

Come on!

Oh, come on!

- Take the bat off your shoulders, you bum!

- Calm down, Dacks!

Hey, on a three-two count you gotta

protect the plate, you moron!

- Three and one, Dacks, not three and two.

- First base.

I would protect the plate.

We're on first base.

You gotta protect the plate.

Right, the plate.

Protect the plate.

You see? You see? You see?

You take the lumber off

the shelf and you get a hit.

Peter! Hey, come on!

- Pete, put it back in!

- Pete, please!

- Put it back in, Pete!

- Hey, Pete!

Give me the plug, Pete!

Give me the plug!

- Give me the plug now!

- Stop! Stop it!

Peter, give Guard Anderson

the plug. It's his birthday.

That's right, Pete.

It's my birthday.

You wanna give me a present?

Come on, buddy. Let me have it.

- That's it. Let go.

- All right, all right.

Plug it in. Come on.

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