03x17 - Blinded by the Thousand Points of Light

[bunniefuu]

(rock music)
(spray can hissing)

- [Man] I've never
seen you before.

- I'm kinda new.

- What does a kinda
new boy run these days?

- Hey, you haven't got it.

- [Man] Hey who the...
- Hey you got a sec?

My friends could use
some help up the street.

So you like 'em young, huh?

- [Man] How old are you?

- I'm a baby.

- Really?

- Really.

- You'll do.

You look just like my son.

How much?

- One hundred.

- That's a little
steep, isn't it?

- I got a lot of mouths to feed.

(door locks click)

(rock music)

(ominous music)

? We never thought we'd
find a 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

? Woo!

? 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'll need us

? cause there's no
one else to call

? When it was hopeless a
decision is what you need

? You'd better be ready
to, be ready to jump

? Jump Street

- Excuse me sir,
you look like a man

who'd be willing to donate
to a worthy charity, huh?

Excuse me sir-
- Sorry, don't have any money.

- Miss, can you
spare some change?

Twenty five cents, a quarter?

Fifty cents, a thousand
dollars, anything?

You got a big heart lady.

- Hey Mister, how 'bout now?

- Sorry, all I
have are twenties.

- We take them.

- That's fine.

- Pardon me sir,

you know I've been
trying to change my life,

bro, and I only
need two more bucks

to buy the Donald Tr*mp book.

- (Laughs) Here's a
buck for the effort.

- Well thank you very much sir.

Won't forget you
when I'm at the top.

- Hey that's Aaron's line.

- I never thought anyone
else could pull it off.

- Yeah, well, uh, this guy Kevin

at the shelter, he
told me about it.

Aaron, is he a friend of yours?

- Yeah, have you seen him?

- No I haven't seen him,

I'd like to meet him
though, I figure I owe him.

This line's really
working out good for me.

Anybody know where he is?

(people talking)
(dishes clattering)

- Excuse me.

Can I get a free refill?

Come on, man, please
I need the sugar.

Yo scurv, you wanna
say no say no,

you don't have to
just ignore me.

- Give her a refill.

- No, that's okay, you don't-

- Forget it, got a ground score.

- Yeah, I always feel
generous when I find money.

- Moho?

- Leave me alone.

- Come on, strawberry.

I just scored me
some china white,

and the clinic gave
me a couple of rakes.

Let's get it on and
I'll share the wealth.

- Up yours, Breeze.

If Aaron was here
he'd kick your ass.

- Nobody's seen that
dude for days babe.

You're all alone now-

- Come on let's go.

- Oh.

That bastard.

He knows I don't
do that anymore.

- Was that guy your pimp?

- No way, I was never a whore.

Do it for dr*gs but
never for money.

- I just broke from my pimp,

I'm just asking.

My name's Judy.

- Go by your real name?

- Well yeah, why not?

- I hate my real name.

Everyone calls me Moho,
but I hate that too.

- Who's Aaron?

- He's a god.

I gotta find him.

- Maybe we should
go to the cops.

They don't care, they'll
just lecture us to go home.

- Well, Aaron's doing whatever.

He'll be back tomorrow.

- Maybe that dude who
picked up Aaron was a cop.

- Like a cop could
really afford a

bitchin' black beemer
with tinted windows.

- Did you get the license plate?

Those undercover
cars, they got the,

the little special mark on
the license plate anyway.

You would've noticed.

- How'd you know that?

- Live and learn, man.

- You think that shelter
guy Kevin was right?

Aaron got b*at up?

- Aaron could handle himself.

- I think Kevin was
just trying to scare us.

- Well, um...

Maybe he went home.

- No, no freakin' way.

- He's done it before.

- Yeah but he always told us,

make sure none of
us turn tricks.

- Was he mad at you guys
or anything like that?

- He was always mad.

But not at us.

- You know where he is?

He's in tight with that BMW guy.

Aaron's in some house
up in the hills,

kicking back, a
couple cool ones.

Big TV, hot tub.

He's just milking the dude,

waiting for the right moment.

Then he'll do what he
always does you know,

I got these friends of mine...

- Man I'm starving.

- Let's go hang
behind the pizza place

and wait for them to trash some.

- Gotta find this kid quick.

I gotta start looking
for an apartment.

If I don't, I'll be out
here living for real.

- Oh don't worry, Doug,
you'll find a place.

- A place?

I don't want a
place, I want a home.

Fireplace, jacuzzi,
nice little alcove,

I can sit and
count my blessings.

- Yeah well all I want
is a nice, hot bath

and my loofa.

- Well whatever a loofa is,

we ain't gonna get it until we

find this guy in the BMW.

(suspenseful music)

- Hi, Kevin Jordan, Second Home.

This is Adam, can we
talk to you for a minute?

- So how's it going, Booker?

- These kids don't wanna talk.

The only one's ready
to make friends

are the johns.

- The hustlers barely
acknowledge AIDS,

let alone some
psycho who's gonna

bring police suits to the area.

Did Penhall and Hoffs come up
with anything on their end?

- Yeah well,

the kid we suspect to
be the latest victim,

got into a black
BMW, tinted windows.

- And that car matches
the same description

I got from the other kids
that have been assaulted.

- Others?

- Yeah, seven so far.

- So why can't they
just identity this guy?

- These boys are hustlers.

They don't got any ties.

Something goes wrong in a place,

or they lose their appeal,

they move on.

They've got a circuit they use,

New York, Miami, New Orleans,

Los Angeles, all the
way up to Seattle.

- That's why it's so important

that we find this kid Aaron,

he's the only one that can
positively identify this guy.

- Well since no one's
seen this Aaron guy

in a couple of days,
if he's a victim,

then maybe he took off on
this circuit, like the others.

- No he's different.

Well, I mean he is and he isn't.

See Aaron acts as a
father for a pack of kids.

He'd never leave without them.

- I got Hoffs and Penhall
with these kids now.

I want you, Hanson, and Ioki
to keep working this end.

Keep your eye out for that BMW.

Where you staying?

- At the Y.

- Oh.

- Yeah, it ain't paradise.

- Come on!

Hurry up!
(thunder rumbles)

Geez!

How you guys doing?

- Couldn't be better.

- So have you heard
from Aaron yet?

- No, I was gonna ask you.

I guess you haven't
heard anything?

- No, nothing.

- Kevin, this is
our friend, Judy.

Except I call her Sodapop.

- How come?

- 'Cause she's so bubbly.

- Hi.
- Hi.

And there's this other guy we're

hanging out with too.

- Yeah where's
uh, where's Tr*mp?

- Hey, I'm Tr*mp.

- Tr*mp.

- I've gotta go torque one.

Come with me?

- I just went.

- Fine, be that way.

- [Moho] You be careful.

- Hey you guys want a sandwich?

- Yeah!
- Hey now you're talking!

- You don't have any tuna
on sourdough, do you?

- (Laughs) PBJ's or bologna.

- Any PBJ's on bologna?

- No.
- No.

(suspenseful music)

- Bonzo?

Hey Bonzo?

(coughing)

Bonzo!

If you hurt her I'll k*ll you!

Oh no!

Are you all right, are you hurt?

Okay, all right!

- No!

I'm so sick of this.

I'm so sick of this crap.

Why can't I just die?

This never would've
happen... (sobbing)

(slow music)

(spray can shaking)

(spray can hissing)

- We need some serious
food and stuff man.

I can get a five finger
discount at the A&P.

- You'd never get
enough for all of us.

My stomach is
constantly grumbling.

- I know hearing your
stomach is making me hungry.

- Moho said she'd
trick for some dr*gs

then we could sell them.

- It's up to us
to get the money.

- No one's gonna hire us.

- We could break
in to one of those

apartments on th Avenue.

- Too risky.

- Go to that liquor
store on the corner,

rip off a roll of
their lottery tickets.

That's cards, we
easily hit the grand.

- Yeah, then we
could stay in a hotel

and order room service.

- I'm so there man.

- What would Aaron do?

- Aaron would do for us

what he wouldn't let
Skid do to himself.

- Tell me what it
is, I'll do it.

- What am I supposed
to say to the guy?

- They'll do the talking.

- It's a hundred dollars
for ten minutes work.

Listen, when you get
back we'll all get high

so you can forget all
about it, all right?

- I just closed a
deal with a major

handgun manufacturer.

We're gonna be their
distributor in this area.

- Congratulations.

- So this is a little
present to myself.

- When friends won't do.

- Hey you got it!

- You know you're a
very big boy, Tr*mp.

So where should we
have our little party?

- I know a spot, it's
up here on the left.

Just to the left there.

And then pull over
here on the right.

And stop.

Yeah, right here.

- This is a police station.

- Yeah.

I'm the police.

(exhales sharply)

(upbeat music)

- You know, Jack the Ripper,

now that's a hundred years ago

and they still talk about him.

He only k*lled seven.

- Yeah, I know man,
today that wouldn't even

earn him a psychotic
starter kit.

- Yeah.

Can you imagine what
it's gonna be like

say in, years.

- Yeah, you and me in
a home for old cops

eating soylent green talking
about the good old days.

- Beemer.

(intense music)

- Hey man, you're messing
with my livelihood.

- He gets two pros for
the price of one pal.

- [Ioki] Back off man.

(tires screech)

(punches)
(grunts)

(coughing)

(slow music)

- I think Aaron went home.

- Can you find out?

Can't we call his
family or something.

- I can get his number,

but I can't.

I don't want to.

It's hard.

- Why?

Is it scary?

Can I help you out?

- Yeah.

- What do you have to do?

- I have to go home.

Aaron and I,

we've both gone home before.

But we called each
other every night.

And our moms freaked out

when they got the phone bill.

- And you can't
remember the number?

- I didn't want to
bring his number

back to the street.

- Twenty bucks for
this blood, Moho,

is that gonna be enough
for a bus ticket?

- Trailways gives runaways
free tickets home.

- What!

Then what are we
doing giving blood?

- I can't go home like this.

My mom would never recognize me.

- You're not gonna
improve your wardrobe much

with twenty bucks.

- Sodapop,

there's a lot harder
ways to lose your blood.

- In this, my mother
would recognize me.

(both laugh)

Look at this stuff.

This is the kind of
thing my brother wore

in the disco days.

- You have a brother?

- Yeah, lots.

Brothers, sisters,
all half though.

My mom and dad were married

and divorced to
everyone on the planet.

I'm the only kid they
had together though.

I feel sorry for my parents.

All their other kids hate them

for who they married
at one time or another.

- Do you hate them too?

- I love my parents.

Why do you think I ran away.

My mom and dad were having a

hard time keeping
it together and

well, I was just
another distraction.

- So you were
doing them a favor.

- Yeah, one less problem.

How 'bout you?

- I don't even think
my mom knows I'm gone.

- Yeah.

- So when did you take off?

- Year ago I guess.

I was uh...

I was on the school drill team.

You know.

And we came down
for a competition.

I got off the bus and
I never got back on.

We came in third place.

(quiet engine)
(crickets chirp)

(slow piano music)

- No.

- This is my friend Judy.

- Hi.

- Can I use the phone?

- Of course.

- What's his last name?

- He never told me,
it's just under Aaron.

Hello?

- [Woman] Yes?

- Hi, I'm a friend of Aaron's,

and I was wondering if he
was there by any chance?

- [Woman] Aaron?

As far as his
family's concerned,

Aaron is dead.

(phone clicks)
(dial tone)

(solemn music)

- Yeah, yeah I'm uh,

I'm interested in this
apartment in the paper?

- [Man On Phone] I'm
going out of town,

can we meet in an hour?

- Uh, that's gonna be
a little tough for me.

Look uh, I really need it.

If if looks good I'll give
you a deposit right away.

- [Man On Phone] Look,
the key's under the mat,

check it out.

If you like it, call me
before noon tomorrow.

- Okay, thanks a lot.

- Tr*mp, what you
did for us man-

- Shut up, Wannabe.

Aaron never wanted
to talk about it.

- We can talk about it.

- Man I remember the
first time I went,

god, that's the last
time I remember crying.

(chuckles)

- Guess I'm the only virgin.

- Yeah and Tr*mp here is gonna

make sure it stays that way.

- (Whispers) Hustling.

You think hustling's
worse than going home?

- I got no home.

Foundry where my dad
worked shut down,

so did we.

- Your whole family's
on the street?

- Last I heard.

- They're in Arizona
living in a tent

behind some church.

I thought I could make
it better on my own.

- My stepdad, he used to
smack my bare ass with,

you know with those
Christmas wrapping tubes.

- Memories too painful Tr*mp?

- I'd love to go home.

I miss my mom so much.

I'd love to see her.

She loves me, you know.

- So why don't you go back?

- This one time, well
it was a bunch of times,

but this one,

my mom went away to
her sister's funeral,

so it was just me
and her boyfriend.

To make a long story short,

he got me on the floor,

put a Kn*fe to my throat,

and said take your
clothes off kid.

- Is that when you left?

Did you ever go back?

- This one night,

a couple months ago,

I was standing on the
freeway overpass and,

zooming away on cr*ck, man,

I wanted to jump, I
really wanted to jump.

That guy Kevin from Second Home,

he talked me down.

Took me back to the shelter

and he talked to me for hours.

Convinced me it was
time to go home.

So I told him my real name.

I gave him my
mom's phone number.

So it's like, four
in the morning,

and he calls.

And I was so excited and
so was Kevin, you know.

And he gets her on and he says,

Mrs. Taylor this is
Kevin from Second Home.

I have your son Joey here
and he'd like to come home.

She hung up.

- What about you, Tr*mp?

You wanna talk to your mom?

- Yeah.

I'd like that more
than anything.

I have to go to congress.

- Aaron's ready man?

Said he saw him partying
with the corner boys

down on th and Madison.

- No way, he hates
those junkies.

- Yeah, why would he be there?

- 'Cause it's far
away from you dodes.

- You wanna trade
spit little whore?

- Up yours.

- You should take a b*at
from your whore friend Moho.

You and me could do
some parallel parking

for a bag of cr*ck.

- Hey, leave the kid alone.

(blade clicks)

(thuds)

(screams)

- Kick his face in Tr*mp!

Come on!

(grunts)

- Thank you.

Come on, let's get out of here.

You all right?

- Later dode!

- So I'm checking things out

up at th Street with Booker,

guess who pulls up?

- Who?

- Outfielder, your
most hated team.

Twenty five home runs.

- No way.

- Yeah.

- I knew he was a bum.

- Booker got his autograph.

- You got a lead
on the black BMW?

- He hears the same
things we hear.

These kids know
the guys out there,

they know what he
does, they just

they won't stop.

- Yeah.

Bad for business.

- Yeah.

- God I hate this assignment!

- I hate feeling
like a piece of meat.

- One thing about it here,

you can see a lot
more stars at night.

- I'm sure, there are
thousands of them.

In the city you can
see what, five or six.

- Yeah.

Except at the
observatory on the hill.

You can see so much more

when you're above the lights.

Aaron would take
us all up there.

We'd sneak into the
planetarium shows.

This one time,

they were having a show on
the constellations, you know.

Their names and everything,

well Aaron didn't like them.

Said they were all
warlike and weird animals.

And the names didn't mean
anything to us, you know.

- I can't wait to meet this guy!

- He made up his own, you know.

- Constellations?

- Yeah.

He looked in the sky and

named star pattern
after anything

that kept him from
k*lling himself.

See those two there
and the bright one?

That's cheesecake.

(both giggle)

And see that one right there?

That's baseball.

And that cluster over
there is Ignatius.

That's a character
from a book he liked.

And those six up over there

are Bruce Springsteen.

(both laugh)

- What's that one?

- That's me.

- I've, um, made up
the couch for Judy.

- Oh thank you.

- Your room is...

Your room, Molly.

Maybe tomorrow morning,
if Judy doesn't mind,

we can have a mother
daughter breakfast.

- Oh no.

No I don't mind.

- We can go to the Bay and...

- And talk?

- Is that so awful?

(exhales)

I want you to stay,

but I don't know how to say it.

- Okay.

- Yes?

It's okay?

- Yeah.

(sighs)

- Goodnight Judy.

- Goodnight.

(slow music)

- Tr*mp this is so cool!

- Ssh!

- Oh woah a fireplace!

- How'd you find this place?

- Keep your ear to
the ground, man.

Hey, anybody want
to take a bath?

- Hey, there's no soap.

- [Bonzo] I found some!

- You wanna... bubble bath?

(loud rock music)

(fire crackling)

- Well, I could
get used to this,

how 'bout you guys?

- Man I'd make this
place look so cool,

like something out of a Home
section of a Sunday paper.

Then I'd let the word
out on the street

that the door's always open.

- Yes!

- No junkies, no
johns, no damn cops.

Just a place to crash.

- You think that kid Breeze,

was lying about Aaron
being on th Street?

- Man I totally forgot!

- We gotta go down there.

- He's there.

I got a feeling he's there.

(door opens)
(door closes)

- What the hell!

Get out!

Get out before I call the cops!

- Aren't you supposed
to be out of town?

- Dode.

- Uh, here.

How much to move
into this place?

- Your liver!

(crickets chirp)

- What?

- I'm going back.

- No, don't.

- As long as Aaron isn't at home

he's on the street.

I wanna be there.

- Don't lie, Molly.

You're running away from
that talk with your mother.

You know it's
better to deal with

what you're running from
than what you're running to.

And you owe that not
only to your mother

but to yourself.

Listen, I'll go, I'll find
Aaron and bring him here.

You stay home.

- I'm going back.

You don't have to come.

(exhales sharply)

(intense music)

- Guess you're looking for more

than just directions, huh?

(locks click)

(intense music)

(suspenseful music)

- You look just like my son.

Turn around.

Let's have a look at you.

- I don't turn my
back on nobody.

Well you're on my time now.

The going rate okay?

- Being?

- Seventy five a sh*t?

(suspenseful music)

(g*n cocks)
- Drop the stick.

You're under arrest.

- (Whispers) No, God no.

- I read stuff that says

I'm supposed to feel
sorry for guys like you.

But right now I don't!

- Please, please,
please don't do this!

You're gonna ruin so much.

- There's a boy named Aaron,

where is he!

- I don't know their names.

I don't know.

I don't know-

- Come on!

- I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know, I
don't want to know.

Not before, not afterwards.

I don't wanna know-

- That's your problem

- Hanson busted the guy
we were looking for,

he gave us a full confession.

- This means...

- Case is over.

Get outta here.

- Captain, will
you do me a favor?

- Yeah.

- Call the Y and tell
them to burn my stuff?

- You got it.

- Thanks.

- Did this guy, did he uh...

Well, is Aaron okay?

- I don't know,

on the night Aaron disappeared,

this guy said he
dropped a kid off

that matched
Aaron's description,

at th and th.

- Was he still alive?

- Man said he was but
nobody's seen the kid since.

He could be hiding
a block from here,

he could be a
thousand miles away.

In any case, the department says

we've got greater
priorities than

a lost runaway.

- But these kids,
I mean, they need

someone to pull them through.

- Yeah, I know.

But these kids were
here before this case,

unfortunately they'll
be here long after.

It's a problem that you
can't solve yourselves.

I know it's been tough guys.

Take a couple of days off, huh?

Clean sheets, nice dinner.

Time to go home.

- Hey.

- Hey where you
guys been all day?

- Got a lead on
where Aaron might be.

- You guys know any hangouts
around th and th?

- Hotel Hell.

- Come on.

- There's no way
he's holed up here.

He told us never to
go to this place.

- It's just a squat for
junkies and sick people.

- Severely haunted, man.

- I'm not going.

- Me neither.

- After all he did for you,

that's all you got for him?

- I'm going in.

- Me too.

(smashing wood)

(slow music)

- Hey!

We're looking for
a kid named Aaron.

Anybody seen him?

He's got,

brown hair and it's
cut pretty short.

Got a slight build.

He would've come in
here about a week ago.

- [Man] Yeah, that
dude got dragged in.

He's hurt.

- Well where the hell is he?

- [Woman] Try the
honeymoon suite.

Down the hall.

- [Man] Roaches check in,
but they can't check out.

- Aaron?

(intense music)

- Back up.

(door crashes)

Ah damn!

(sobs)

- He's dead, he's dead.

(solemn music)

- How long?

- A couple days.

I don't know.

- What do we do now?

(sobbing)

- Find...

Find a home.

(calm music)

- What are you looking at?

- Baseball.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat rock music)