The Drowning Page #5

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coming in and out of there.

He always seems to be two drinks away

from whatever perverted

sh*t he's thinking.

Angela, listen, your

investment in this kid...

Don't you analyze me.

You worry about your own investments.

I'm just not sure

he's who you want him to be.

Jesus, who is?

Who is?

And you need to worry

about who you need him to be.

Angela, I don't need him

to be anybody, okay?

Just do me a favor, okay?

If he reaches out,

you hold him, keep him,

and don't do anything until I get there.

Hi.

Hello.

- Dr. Seymour?

- Yes.

Professor McDonald's inside.

First time here?

Um...

I've spoken a few times on campus.

Jeremy.

Yeah?

Is there any coffee left?

Cold.

Good.

He likes cold coffee.

That's good.

Dr. Seymour.

Mr. McDonald.

Have a seat, please.

Don't worry about him.

He's been up all night.

So, Danny Miller, huh?

Yes.

Where is he?

Do you know?

I don't know, actually.

Where is Danny?

Everyone wants to know.

Or is it, "Who is Danny?"

Right?

Angus read your book,

your first book.

You have a very optimistic view

of your profession, Doctor,

except for when it comes to Danny.

So, what is it you want to know?

Well, one thing I'd like to know

is how a writing class

turned into a stabbing.

Hmm.

And if I tell you,

will you give him my address?

Do you want me to give him your address?

Now you sound like a therapist.

And as a therapist, you should know

that Danny is not the victim.

He could be a very seductive young man,

and, well,

I don't know what he told you,

but nothing happened between us,

nothing physical, at least.

Everything I did for him, and...

I'm the one accused.

You know what he's capable of.

I'm sure you do.

He wrote about you over and over.

You see, Danny is crazed with talent,

a strong writer,

but a black hole.

You get taken.

He takes you in.

Jeremy!

Now, this story that Danny

was writing in my class,

well, excuse the pun,

but he looked me in the eye.

He walked across the room

and showed me the point of it.

See?

But the thing is,

he seemed to enjoy it.

I mean, Danny seemed

to enjoy the act of it.

F***er acted like he was my friend,

but he ain't sh*t.

See?

Don't be alone with him.

I'm not worried about that.

Lucky you.

Dr. Seymour.

Dr. Seymour. Hi.

Hi.

I'm sorry, but, uh...

I know this seems a little awkward,

but could you sign the book, your book?

Oh, sure, sure.

Come in.

Come in.

Oh.

Whew.

It's cold out there.

Yeah.

Oh, wow. I haven't seen this in a while.

Yeah. I started reading, and I like it.

Yeah?

A lot, yeah.

Uh, but the stories

the children tell themselves,

I mean, they're more for

the adults than for them, right?

Maybe for both.

What's your name again?

Rowena.

You know, I, uh...

Saw you speak on campus.

You were great.

Hello. Ange?

We have a problem.

Why? What's wrong?

Any word from Danny?

Dan... no.

Why?

I got a call from Danny's

father on my phone,

my personal phone.

He said he knows where Danny is.

I don't know what he's up to.

Can you talk some sense into him

before he does something stupid?

He's not stable.

I traced the phone to Norwich.

You have an address?

I'll call you back.

Hey, you following me, a**hole?

Don't you think I know when

somebody's following me?

Don't you think I know who

you are, Dr. Seymour?

I'm just here to talk about your won.

My son's no good.

He's no good, all right?

He's an embarrassment.

He needs to go back in the hole.

Captain, I know you've

been trying to contact him.

Not that it's any of your

business who's contacting who,

but obviously you've been in

contact with him, huh, Doctor?

You know, I thought you'd be

the one f***er to understand

that him going to prison

was a good thing.

Well, he's out now, and

we're just trying to help him...

And he needs to be stopped.

All right?

Don't you know how hard that is

for a father to say about his own son?

Huh? You know what?

Get the f*** out of here.

You're like all those other

f***ing bleeding hearts.

You got no clue

what you're dealing with.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Hey, honey, I'm sorry.

I miss you.

Wait. Hold on a second.

I can't... I can't hear you.

Let me just turn this down.

Where are you?

I'm at home.

Your parents'?

No, at our home. I missed you, too.

Right. Well, I'm on my

way back right now, okay?

Good.

How much longer do you think you'll be,

'cause we're making dinner.

Oh, yeah?

Who's there?

Ian. We drove back

together from the city.

Lauren, I don't want him in our house.

Have you ever used a knife

before in your life?

I'm trying to keep it all together.

Those vegetables aren't

going to cut themselves.

No, Lauren, I'm not kidding.

Listen to me.

Are you listening in on my phone call,

my private phone call?

Lauren, step into

the other room right now.

Oh, this music.

Lauren.

Please put on a song that

doesn't give me a headache.

Thank you.

Lauren, listen to me.

Okay, well, we'll wait for you to eat.

No, no, Lauren, Lauren.

What's wrong?

Let's go!

Go!

Lauren?

Lauren.

Didn't you hear me calling me?

Well, hello to you, too.

What the hell do you think

you're doing, huh?

I... I'm sorry. We were

just having some dinner.

Just relax.

Don't tell me to relax.

Ian, you need to leave

my house right now.

Tom.

It's okay.

Now.

Okay.

Okay.

Um, thank you for dinner.

It was lovely.

Why would you talk to him like that?

You don't know anything about him.

Danny, I thought we said you weren't

gonna come to my house anymore.

Have you seen the news?

No. Why?

An old man got murdered up in Danbury.

Two kids did it.

It's all gonna happen again,

isn't it, all of it?

Have you talked to your father?

Why would I do that?

Have you?

Sh*t. They're gonna put me away again.

They're gonna f*** me over again.

You have no idea

who this kid is, okay, none.

And you do?

He's not a page out of the DSM.

He's a child.

I want you to stay away from him.

Just trust me on this, okay?

Stay away.

Okay, fine.

I need to finish this.

Dr. Seymour, Tom.

I was wondering

if we could talk to you for a second.

We'd like to get a comment on

the piece that's running tonight

about the two juveniles in Danbury.

They're not my clients.

Do you mind if we turn on the camera?

Actually, I do.

I'm not involved in that case.

No, but you are aware

they released Daniel Miller,

the young man who murdered

Elizabeth Parks 12 years ago?

He was a client, a patient.

As a matter of policy, I don't comment

on my clients, past or present.

Sorry.

I'd go on down

the north fork for salmon,

and all of a sudden, it was

whitewater rafting in-boat.

What am I doing here, the north fork

of the Salmon River in Ida...

Put a pin in that.

We will continue.

I gotta go put out a fire.

I'll be right back.

Did you tell her?

Calm down.

Did you tell your reporter friend

he was out?

Calm down.

Did you?

She already knew.

I just confirmed it.

Father's out there talking

to anybody who will listen.

F***.

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