02x20 - Best Years Of Your Life

[bunniefuu]

Iok's got half
the department
standing by.

Why do we need
so much back up?

Because the last time
they almost had him

They chased him through
six blocks of backyards.

He knows the neighborhood.

I'm a little tired
of standing in these bushes.

We know the house is empty.

The whole school knows.

Empty houses are being robbed.

We're staying in the bushes.

Wouldn't you rather be working
on a real case?

This is a real case.

Twenty houses, three weeks--
$ , .

This kid's amazing.

I'm amazed.

Who is it?

Hanson:
it's walker
stevenson.

Walker?

I like walker.

He's in
my bio class.

( Breaking glass )

I don't remember this
being part of the m.o.

Isn't he suppose to be wearing
a black outfit

And slithering in
through the window?

This guy's the worst
burglar I've ever seen.

He's... Drunk.

Hammered.

Pickled.

To the gills.

( Needle scratches
across a record )

I don't think
this is our man.

No.

( Smashing glass )

I don't think
this man's a cat burglar.

And I don't think
the man we're waiting for

Is going to come by now.

Yeah.

Are we blown?

We're blown.

Ioki, we've got
an unexpected guest.

He's yours.

That's too bad.

I kind
of liked walker.

Yeah, me, too.

He's in
my bio class.

Let's go.

Ioki:
take him in.

Let me go.

You're going
to ruin everything.

Settle down.

You're
under arrest.

Hey, enough out of you!

All right,
you have a party.

Not a great party,
a party of one.

He doesn't invite
his buddies.

This hurts.

Flake off, isley.

Diana, your brother's
being mean to me.

Leave him alone.

He spent
the night
in jail.

That's
what prison

Does to a man--

Just uses up
all the good
inside him.

You can all drop dead.

Nobody here strikes me
as the cat burglar type.

I still think we've been set up.

Are you kidding?

We've been at this school
for three weeks

Staking out houses.

This kid

He just
stumbles in

And messes up the whole thing.

Walker's no cat burglar.

Tony:
yo, higgins.

Hey, guys.

Hey, man.
Hi.

Hi, walker.

How you doing?

I've been to jail three times.

It's no big deal.

Who in the hell told you anyhow?

It's common knowledge.

The worst you'll get
is six months probation.

It's nothing.

What the hell
were you doing there?

"It's nothing"?

Nothing?

You don't get it.

I'm totally screwed
no matter what I do.

I didn't mean to ruin his lunch.

Rachael:
you can't ruin
this lunch.

He won't even
talk to me.

Things are really bad
for him right now.

Yeah, no kidding.

Yeah, no kidding.

Have you really
been to jail?

Yeah.

You didn't
bring us anything--

An ashtray, a t-shirt,
a license plate?

What good
are you?

Maybe the next time I go
you can go with me.

Penhall:
maybe we're
doing this wrong.

Maybe we should
check class schedules.

Huh?

Maybe while
we're in english

Everyone else is
in cat burglary .

Fuller on line three.

You better talk to him.

Hanson.

What's up?

Walker stevenson--

The kid who stumbled
into your stakeout.

Yeah?

They just found him
with a r*fle between his knees

And a note on the table.

He k*lled himself.

♪ We never thought of finding ♪

♪ The place where we belong ♪

♪ Don't have to stand alone ♪

♪ We'll never let you fall ♪

♪ Don't need permission ♪

♪ To decide what you believe ♪

♪ Whoo! ♪

♪ I said jump! ♪

♪ Down on jump street ♪

♪ I said jump! ♪

♪ Down on jump street ♪

♪ Your friends will be there ♪

♪ When your back is ♪
to the wall ♪

♪ You'll find you need us ♪

♪ 'Cause there's no one else
to call ♪

♪ When it looks hopeless ♪

♪ A decision's what you need ♪

♪ You better be ready to ♪

♪ Be ready to ♪

♪ Jump! ♪

♪ Jump street! ♪

That's not the way
it works, peter.

What do you mean?

Why not?

The flag should be
lowered to half-mast.

I'm sorry, peter.

I don't get it.

That's for heroes.

Dr. Freedman:
what do you do about death?

What do you do
when a friend

Takes his own life?

Leave the flag up.

That's the first part.

No matter
what you may have known

About walker stevenson

You are not responsible
for what happened.

See. Walker's
responsible...

For making me
sit through this crap.

Five thousand young people

Will commit su1c1de this year.

Half a million
will try.

Half a million.

Some of you in this room
have tried.

Will try again.

I hope to god you fail.

Very few people
really want to die.

They're the exceptions.

Most want help.

They're faced with problems
they don't know how to solve.

Your friend
wasn't hit by a car.

He made this decision.

Maybe you feel like...

Like he told you all
you aren't good enough

And left.

Maybe you're
pissed off.

The english, a years ago

Had laws dealing with suicides.

The body was dragged

Through the street naked

And buried at a crossroads

With a stake

Through
its heart.

How dare someone
reject life.

It's okay to talk about it.

It's okay to be pissed off.

It's okay to be mad.

And you know what?

It's okay

To mourn
for your friend.

Look, I'll be around
for the next couple of days

To talk to anyone
who wants to talk to me.

Why does a -year-old kid
k*ll himself?

What could be so wrong at ?

There's not
some easy answer

I can give you.

I'm not looking
for an easy answer.

I keep thinking that
I'm the one who pushed him over.

You really believe that?

What is it
you want me to say, tom?

How do I do my job?

We bust kids all the time.

They don't k*ll themselves.

I can't worry
that the next kid I bust

Will put a g*n in his mouth.

Look, hanson...

Or hang himself
in his parents' backyard.

I'm not fighting you.

I know you're not.

I'm sorry.

But until I get why
this kid d*ed

I kind of feel
like I helped k*ll him.

I don't understand this thing.

These are decent kids
at this school.

They're not too rich.

They're not too poor

They're not too anything.

It's like all-american high.

You know some of them do dr*gs.
Some of them drink.

Some of them break into each
other's homes.

Most of them just grow up.

What place did this kid
get himself into

Where he thought
that su1c1de made sense?

( Banging on the door )

Penhall:
okay, okay,
I'm coming.

Dorothy:
I've got it.

Hi, tom.

Wow, you look nice.

Thank you.

He's all yours.

Is he okay?

Not lately.

Penhall:
what's that mean?

Hey!

What?

You're not dressed.

What am I boxing in the nude?

What are you dressed
like that for?

I'm going to a funeral.

So are you.

Yeah, who d*ed?

Walker stevenson.

Come on.

Give me a break.

I think these are people
we know.

School's out for the day.

I'm off.

What's your problem?

I ain't got
no problem.

I liked the kid.

Here, toss this
on the grave for me.

Wow.

Penhall:
"on april ,
at approximately :

"Officer scott gilmour was
dispatched to geffen lane

"In reference to a dead body.

"Upon arrival at the residence

"I was advised
by mrs. Carlotta guttierez--

"A domestic employed
by mr. And mrs. Stevenson--

"That the victim
had sh*t himself in the head.

"The subject was found
on the right-hand side

"Of the living room
seated in an arm chair.

"A hunting r*fle
was propped between his legs.

"He was wearing blue jeans
and a dark t-shirt.

"There was
a great deal of blood.

"The b*llet exited
the back of the head.

"Bits of brain tissue
were apparent

"On the wall
directly behind the deceased.

"Although he was--
to the best of my expertise--

"Dead at this time

"Paramedics were called.

"They arrived at :
and declared the subject dead.

"The perimeter was set up
and the crime scene isolated.

"Detectives of the th
then took command

"Of the investigation.

Submitted april , ,
badge number ."

Dr. Freedman:
this note's pretty standard.

"I hate all this.
All my love."

Yeah.

Okay, I'm late.

What's this?

I thought
we were undercover.

He's a doctor I asked here.

Freedman:
problems beyond him,
tried everything

Seems like
the only way.

A lot of them
read like this.

Part of them
wants to die.

Part of them
wants to live.

The part that wanted to die
used the r*fle.

Some people don't
want to screw up
one more time.

( Mouths the word )

Some set themselves up
to be found in time--

An obvious outcry for help.

But he wasn't crying
for help.

He k*lled himself.

Why?

Because he was a loser.

We're talking about
the second leading
cause of death

Among adolescents.

More kids die
to su1c1de than cancer.

Trouble at home,
relationships

School problems,
dr*gs and alcohol

Getting into trouble
with the law.

They end up
alienating
themselves.

A sudden impulsive act.

Something as permanent as a g*n
laying around the house.

He had a problem
and he felt

That was the only way
to solve it.

But he was wrong.

Yeah, we know that.

But when kids start
to develop identities

Sometimes they get real
confused along the way.

I just lost
a -year-old girl

Who overdosed on a whole bottle
of anti-depressants.

She k*lled herself
on anti-depressants?

What did she do--
chuckle herself to death?

Okay, that
wasn't funny.

I never thought
of it that way.

She was so happy
she exploded.

You done?

Ha, ha, ha, boom.

Shut up.

Sorry, he's got kind of
a strange sense of humor.

Yeah, it's not funny.

That's what strange about it.

Hi, doug.

Hey.

Have you ever thought
about k*lling yourself?

Seriously?

Well, no, not...

Not think
about it seriously

But seriously
have you ever thought about it?

Well, of course.

I mean
everybody thinks about it.

Not me.

Hey, yo, dorothy.

I'm in here.

Hey, I got this joke.

It's a great joke.

Doug, I'm busy.

Come on, come on,
just sit down and listen.

Okay?

Okay, fine.

Um, okay.

This guy has been going
to a psychiatrist for years

And one day
he walks in and says

"Doc, I've given it
a lot of thought.

"It's not your fault

But I'm going
to k*ll myself.

"I don't want you
to try to stop me.

Just so you know."

So then the doc says

"All right,
I can respect that

"But there's one thing
you could do for me.

"The circus
is in town.

"The world's greatest clown,
grimaldi, will be there.

"He's funny, he's...
Well, he's amazing.

"All I want you to do
is go to the circus.

"If you still want
to k*ll yourself--

"Even after
seeing grimaldi--

Then, okay,
I won't try to stop you."

So then the guy says--
"but, doc, I'm grimaldi."

That's it?

Yeah.

Doug, that wasn't funny.

Don't you get it?

I thought it was going
to be a joke.

You don't get it.

I can't believe
you don't get it.

You said it was a joke.

That wasn't funny.

You never get my jokes.

I get lots of your jokes.

You don't think
I'm funny.

You've got
no sense of humor.

Doug.

Know why you don't?

You need a little
intelligence

To understand humor.

Doug!

What?

You take that back.

What?

Calling me stupid.
Take it back.

I won't. It's true.

You know, you've been
a real pain in the ass

These last couple of days.

It was just a joke.

( Doorbell rings )

Did walker say anything
to you beforehand?

Like what?

You two talked like
you were becoming
his new friend.

Did he say anything?

No.

Damn it.

He didn't even
talk to me.

After ditmar and beckman
it's not that surprising.

Ditmar and beckman?

Johnny ditmar
and roger beckman.

They were before
you came to town.

They d*ed, too.

They?

Yeah, committed su1c1de--

Went sideways.

Depends on who you ask,
but they're dead.

Beckman didn't k*ll himself.

He went to reform school.

( Chuckles )

Was ditmar a friend of walker's?

He was lots
of people's friend.

Ditmar
was incredibly cool.

How did he die?

A train hit him.

They said it
was an accident.

Like he was accidentally lying
on the railroad tracks?

I thought his car got hit.

I love these rumors.

Uh, I heard

A giant vulture
carried him away.

Give me a break.

Like the tattoo?

Yeah, yeah, it's cool.

I had this day
when nothing
was working.

It completely
sucked.

I was so numb I cut myself

To see if I would bleed.

It wasn't real.

It was like
watching myself on tv.

Hey, remember beckman?

You know he went
to reform school?

Yeah, of course.

Yeah?

Now I find out
he got out.

Joined the navy.

He runs a crane
in norfolk.

He's got a house
and he's married.

You believe that?

He's having
a great time.

Lots of people I know
have tried it

Or contemplated it.

Diana has.

Keith has.

I don't get it.

It's like
giving your folks notice.

I'm not kidding.

I'm not taking anymore
of this crap.

It's not about k*lling yourself.

It's about knowing
what it would be like.

If you're called loser enough,
you believe it.

I could never k*ll myself.

But sometimes I get really drunk

And drive crazy.

I figure I'll let fate decide.

Penhall:
maybe he was a guy

Who couldn't face it--

A guy who just wimped out.

Come on.

What?

Come on.

Isley:
come on!

If you don't have
anything decent to say

Shut your mouth,
you drink your beer

Or you leave.

Okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I don't want
a beer anyway.

( Turns on cassette player )

(♪ Soft rock music playing ♪)

Something's wrong here.

Somebody's lying to us.

There was another kid who
k*lled himself six weeks ago--

Johnny ditmar.

Kid walked in front of a train?

It wasn't reported
as a su1c1de, either.

Why not?

No one wants to admit
su1c1de exists.

The parents lie,
the medical examiner

Even the cops.

They don't want
the pain or humiliation.

They say su1c1de

Is the second leading cause
of death among adolescents.

The first

Is accidents--

Like being hit
by a train

Or single-passenger
auto fatalities.

All the drug-
and alcohol-related cases?

su1c1de might
very well be
number one.

Yeah.

I can remember when we would
have written walker off

As a hunting accident.

Never mind
he was in the living room.

Maybe they've been influenced
by more than one death.

You're saying
this is contagious?

Sometimes.

I don't get it.

Among young people, a su1c1de
can open the door for others.

A kind of horrible
example.

Depression spreads

From the first death.

Then, when someone else
can't hack it

It doesn't seem so bad to you.

So, yes,
in a way

If ignored, repressed--
it is contagious.

I was at this party last night--

Bizarre death tattoos

Kids with superficial
wrist scars like badges.

The scars, the tattoos--

You mark yourself.

You make yourself an object.

You're less
than a person.

But it's
also a way

For the group to draw together,
to belong to each other.

It's our relationships
that keep us all alive.

Half of them sound like
they could really do it.

What am I supposed to do?

Don't avoid the subject.

Talk about it.

You won't give them ideas.

Listen.

And if they need it,
get them to someone
who can help.

Hanson:
don't I look
for something--

Like warning signs
and all that?

Hostile behavior,
mood swings, promiscuity

Drug and alcohol abuse,
alienation.

Great. That sounds
like just being a teenager.

Not everyone.

But it does tell you something,
doesn't it?

Just listen.

Most of the time just having
a friend who can listen

Is enough.

Nice of you to come to work.

Were we discussing
the case?

Talking about
the student cat burglar?

su1c1de high ain't no case,
and I ain't working on it.

You're on it until I say so.

They caught the kid
who's been breaking
into those houses

In a stolen goods
sting operation.

Transferred
out of taft.

That's why
we missed him.

He confessed.

There is no case.

I'm caught up with my paperwork.

I'd like a personal day

Unless I have any official
police business to attend to.

I hate him.

I hate him
for leaving us.

I hate him
for going away.

Don't you
hate him?

No, I just miss him.

I don't miss
him at all.

He did it because
he hated us.

He hated us!

Mitchell!

If he were here right now

I'd kick his ass
for what he did.

I would.

Guys.

Hey, what's up?

You missed it.

Another morning
on why we shouldn't
k*ll ourselves.

Isley:
and homework--

We have to stay
alive until tomorrow.

It's a pass-fail
assignment.

You know,
I could never k*ll myself.

Who would look after my dog?

There's nothing worth
looking forward to.

I've done every
drug there is

Except for heroin.

That's about it.

I've been drunk so many times...

And you've done
every guy I know.

I haven't done you.

And I never will.

Eat your heart out.

I've done most
of the ones I wanted.

It wasn't
that great.

What's there to look forward to?

I'm going to pass science.

I could end up
passing everything.

Then my parents
would get me a car.

Could be a great summer.

Vicky:
we came here
from norwood--

Before my father was promoted.

It was better
when we were poor.

We weren't poor poor,
but it was better.

I hate
this school.

I hate this place.

Those other kids d*ed.

The school didn't cop to it?

They were expelled.

They didn't count.

Isley:
that's
the attitude.

If you're not up to par,
they just expel you.

No room for slack-offs.

Vicky:
my dad applied
for a transfer.

He wants to move away.

Keith:
my parents are
going out of town.

I'm having a massive party.

It would be a waste
to k*ll yourself before then.

Vicky:
I don't know.

It's like
I fall in love
over and over.

And they leave me,
over and over.

I'm not getting
anywhere.

Everybody else
has plans.

It's really been
pointless lately.

I feel like a loser.

I've been there, too, vicky.

I don't know what to tell you

Except it doesn't last.

I've o.d.'D on stuff before--

Tranqs, valium, aspirin.

Don't you have anything
you want to do?

Something to look forward to?

That's what I think about.

Getting out of here--

One way or another.

That's it? Just nothing at all?

Nope.

I thought
I wanted to talk to you

But I don't think so anymore.

I don't even
know you, tom.

Could you talk
to rachael?

She wouldn't get it.

What about a counselor
or a nurse?

They all hate me.

They think
I'm a loser, too.

I don't hate you

And I don't think
you're a loser.

All I've been
able to think
about is su1c1de.

Maybe not mine...

I didn't want anybody to know

But I've been talking
to that doctor guy a lot.

I'm feeling much better.

He explained a lot.

He made a lot of sense.

How could he know anything?

Yo, doc.

Hey, tommy.

Got a minute
for a friend?

Absolutely.

Hi.

Hey.

( Ejects cassette
of rock music )

( I pagliacci aria playing )

( Knocking )

( Pounding )

Hey.

What's this?

It's opera.

What's it sound like?

Opera.

I was in the neighborhood.

Yeah?

I came over to tell you
you were wrong

And you're being a jerk.

You should
have phoned.

I could have
hung up on you.

You've got a problem--
a big problem.

You're self-centered.

You don't care about anybody
but doug penhall.

I had a chance to help someone
who was hurting

And I did.

Whoop-de-do.

You listened to tapes.

You don't even know
what's going on.

I know more about su1c1de
than you ever will.

You know more about making
stupid jokes-- that's it.

What is wrong
with you?

My mother k*lled herself
when I was six.

I've known about su1c1de every
moment of every day since then.

All I knew was
that something
really horrible

Had happened
to my mother.

Police were there.

I was six.

I thought they were
taking her to jail.

Kept walking around
the day of the funeral

With my shoes untied.

I wouldn't let
nobody tie them.

My mom used to tie them.

Even as I was growing up,
I used to not want to come home.

I used to stay on the playground
till it got dark

Because I didn't want
to come home

And see that she wasn't there.

And, uh...

My father used to have
to come and get me.

My father.

He had been a priest

So he couldn't k*ll himself.

Instead, he just
drank himself to death.

I'm really sorry, doug.

Hey, anyhow

I tie my own shoes now
every morning.

Sometimes in the day, too.

I never really
brought this up before.

I wanted to tell you.

I'm sorry.

It's just been... Real hard.

Hanson.

Hey, coach.

Things okay?

This walker thing...

It's like one of those
slot machines in las vegas.

It's a one-in-a-million chance

That all the wrong things
will line up for you.

Like seven
emotions.

Seven things in your life

That seem like more
than you can handle.

I guess if you can take

One sad thing away
from someone

They're safe.

So that ain't so bad.

Been doing some thinking, huh?

Yeah.

The funny thing is

I thought it was so important
I had to know why walker d*ed.

But I'll never know.

Never.

Can you live with that?

Yeah.

The best I'll know
is that I'll never know.

That has to be okay.

Tom.

Captain.

Hi, dorothy.

Have you seen doug?

No.

He and I got
in this fight.

I went away.

He didn't call.

When I called
no one answered.

I went home.

He wasn't there.

I don't know
where he is.

I called here and was told
he wasn't around or on a case.

He didn't tell me.

It's not like him.

He'd k*ll me if he found out
I came here.

I know everywhere else he goes

But I went to those places
already.

You're a hard man
to find, doug.

Some people
are looking for you.

Yeah?

People like dorothy.

You should call.

She's worried
about you.

There's something I want
to tell you.

I tried to k*ll myself
when I was eight.

I drank a bottle
of vanilla extract.

That's kind of cute.

Well...
I didn't mean for it to be cute.

I meant to k*ll myself.

My mother was an alcoholic.

She was really hard
to have around

Even when I was six.

It was easier
when she was gone.

I felt so incredibly guilty
after I realized that.

It was like
I k*lled her.

Like I sent
her away.

Like she left because
I hadn't loved her enough.

She thought I didn't love her.

Doug, you were six years old.

You do a lot of funny stuff
when people leave you.

You make a lot of deals
with god.

I used to eat all my vegetables

Because I knew
it was what my mother wanted

And that would make her happy
up in heaven.

I didn't talk
to my father for months

Because I thought
that would bring her back.

I had this other deal with god

That if I was a real good boy

That she would come back.

She didn't come back.

I was kind of difficult
for a while--

About some -odd years.

I don't know.

Maybe that's my excuse

For acting like
I'm six sometimes.

I'm sorry.

What are you sorry for?

I'm a friend.

I should have seen your pain.

Okay, so maybe it's all right
if I act obnoxious sometimes.

No.

Have you seen anybody
about this?

I don't need
to see nobody about this.

Are you sure?

I dealt with this
a long time ago.

I thought this might help you.

I don't know.

You don't like my stories

You don't like
the music I listen to.

You got the weebles
to ride with me in this stuff?

You've got to help me eat
dorothy's terrible meatballs.

Hey.

Hey, tom.

I'm sorry about your brother.

I still live with it day to day

But it's going all right.

I guess that's all
I have to say.

Does anyone else
have anything tonight?

Penhall:
yeah, I'll talk.

What's your name?

Doug.

My mother k*lled herself
when I was six.