Previously on Shattered...
So why don't you put that thing down
so we can all go home...
Super's running for Mayor?
Well, he hasn't announced his campaign yet.
I'm moving to the suburbs.
I need a favour.
I would love it
if you would speak at an event on behalf of my husband.
You certainly owe it to him.
I don't drink, but sometimes I smell like booze.
How do you explain that?
Are you trying to tell me that you drink during your blackouts?
How do I know what I do in my blackouts? They're blackouts!
Ben, do you feel these blackouts
are having a negative impact on your performance?
No.
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Ben
hey!
Listen to me when I talk to you!
Ben!
Come on.
Come on!
Come on.
I am sick and tired of hearing you blubber.
Please, please don't hit me, dad.
Please!
I'm not afraid of you.
You're not afraid of me?
I'm not afraid of you.
I said I'm not afraid of you.
Ben!
Come on, son!
Come back home!
Okay, okay, okay...
Who you trying to kill, me or the bag?
You shouldn't be eating things you find in the trash.
You'll get sick.
You're pretty hungry, huh?
Where's your parents?
If you're lost,
I might be able to help you find them.
I'm sure they're worried about you.
Gosh, what happened?
Nothing happened.
It's okay,
you don't need to say anything if you don't want to.
What say we get you a real hamburger?
How's that sound?
Okay.
My name's Carol.
What's your name, sweetie?
My name is Ted.
You thinking about somebody in particular back there?
I think you might've cracked something.
Maybe you're just getting old, ter*.
Yeah, that's it.
I gotta get the kids to school, you good?
Yeah, I'm good.
All right.
See you in a bit.
Right.
Is there something about the swing
that holds significance for you?
No, all kids like swings, don't they?
Could this have something to do with Adam?
I don't think so.
Maybe.
What made you think about that day?
I was at the gym,
hitting the heavy bag,
and there was something about the, uh,
the sound of the bag swinging.
You remember anything else about that day?
I was alone, and...
Ben!
Don't make me come out there!
You know what that means!
Ben...
Hey!
Where'd you go?
I'm here.
Nothing else comes to mind?
No, just the swing.
It's still brewing.
What's that sm*...
No, that's not possible.
What? I banned porridge from the department.
Well, this is oatmeal.
Yeah, it's sick. Just get it out.
- Terry, you promised. - What are you doing?
How was I supposed to know she doesn't like oatmeal?
You know what, there was just...
There was one pack
in the back of the cupboard, am I right?
No, it was two.
It was maple syrup and apple cinnamon,
and I mixed them.
Yeah, thank you. Throw me under the bus.
Do not bring that into the squad room.
Two packs.
What's all that about?
Apparently, when t.C. 'S mom had her brother,
she suffered from, like, bad, bad morning sickness, right?
So she'd sit t.C. In front of the nature channel
with a bowl of oatmeal.
So one day, t.C.'S sitting there
watching and learning about,
like, birds regurgitating their young, or something or other,
listening to her mom puke in the background
while eating oatmeal.
That's a bad association.
Yeah, so she banned it from the lunchroom.
Now, myself, I enjoy
a little bit of oatmeal in the morning, right?
So I hid a couple of packs in the back,
and then I try to eat it before t.C. Gets here.
So you enjoy my breakfast.
Thank you!
Are you looking for someone?
I want to speak to a homicide Detective.
I'm Detective Lynch.
What can I do for you?
I think I witnessed a murder.
What do you mean, you think?
It was 20 years ago.
The Josie Baczyk murder.
And you are? Sophia...
Sophia Baczyk.
Josie was my older sister.
I remember it, the Baczyk case.
Front page news.
A young girl was found at the bank of the Fraser river.
Lots of controversy.
And that's her sister?
Sophia Baczyk.
Did they arrest anyone?
Yeah, two young guys.
Matthew Evans and Gilbert Dobek.
They're serving life.
So, what do you think?
Hear her out.
See what she has to say.
So we're wondering why you decided to come in now
after all these years.
He hung himself last week.
Who?
Gil Dobek.
He's one of the boys
that was convicted of killing your sister?
And that bothers you?
Yes. Why?
It's been haunting me all my life.
My parents kept telling me it was just a dream,
but it's not. I know what I saw,
and when I read about Gil, I couldn't ignore it anymore.
Hold on.
Just slow down a bit, go back.
My therapist feels the only way for me to get past this
is to confront it.
Confront what, Sophia?
I was waiting in the car
when my dad came out carrying something,
a bag or something.
He was carrying it in both arms.
My father put the bag in the trunk,
and we drove to the river.
He told me to wait in the car.
He took the bag out of the trunk and walked past the trees,
and came back carrying the bag in one hand.
So when he came back, the bag was empty?
That's what you're saying.
Yes.
Did your father say anything to you when he came back?
He was crying.
But he told me I was a good girl.
That everything would be all right.
Then he took me to the park
and let me ride on the swing.
Ben, get in here!
So she saw her father
dump something in a bag at the river.
That doesn't give us anything.
That's where they found Sophia's sister's body.
Why didn't she say something before?
'Cause she was just a scared kid. She was five.
Well, where was the mother through all this?
Wasn't at home.
The truth is, she's pretty sketchy about everything.
I think it's worth following up on.
She's seeing a therapist.
What does that mean?
Meaning therapists can impose false memories onto their patients.
Yeah, I mean, next thing you know,
you've been diddled by your folks, right?
And sometimes what you remember
actually happened, so...
I'm just sayin'.
No, I'm just saying, too...
All right, all right, look,
let's just get the old files from storage
and see if anything adds up to what the girl's saying.
All right.
It's not like we don't already have enough cases to solve,
now we're working a closed one.
Well, the two guys charged with the murder,
one of them hung himself in his cell last week,
the other's 20 years into a life bit.
It's bad enough if he did it,
but if he didn't, well...
You think there's a chance?
I mean, it happens, right?
As I recall,
some of the evidence was a little bit shaky.
Like what?
They listened to Metallica.
Then, they called it satanic music.
Today it's classic rock.
Now they blame everything on rap.
Before that it was Elvis,
before that, it was swing.
Swing...
Isn't that your era?
Over here.
The lividity in the autopsy photos
show a pattern that doesn't match up
with the position the body was found.
They're on her right side,
but she was found laying on her left.
How did they miss that?
Forensics 20 years ago wasn't what it is today.
The bruising can take days to materialize,
and if the body was found soon enough after the murder,
it could have been missed.
Not by you, of course.
Not by me now,
but back then, who's to say?
So you're saying that Josie was murdered somewhere else
and then dumped at the river.
It would appear that way, yes.
There are also these strange bruises here.
These are consistent with pre-mortem fractures,
and I didn't see anything in the autopsy report
of any other injuries beside the fatal head trauma.
Her bones were broken before she died?
I would have to examine the body
to be 100% positive,
but I'm quite certain, yes.
My mother gave me those.
Oh, that's okay.
You can play with them.
We can't eat with hands like that, though, can we?
You wash up while I set the table, okay?
Why did you run away from home, Ted?
Did someone hurt you there?
It's okay.
You can stay with me tonight,
and we'll figure everything out tomorrow.
Okay?
♪♪♪
people hold on to something for a long time,
and eventually they find that burying the secret
is worse than actually facing the consequences.
Guilt can be a very powerful motivator.
See, Sophia she wasn't entirely motivated by guilt.
She started seeing a therapist a year ago,
and all of a sudden she starts remembering things
as though they happened yesterday.
Sounds to me like the therapy is working.
Or it's working her.
Hall mention something about
therapists imposing memories on their patients.
You know, like they didn't see anything.
And you're afraid the same thing's happening to you
here in this office.
I wonder.
You know, when I was a student,
they would put us through these role-playing exercises,
and, uh, you know, we'd take turns
being the rich wasp
or the down-and-out local,
or the, uh, you know, terrified immigrants...
Okay, I get it.
You get it?
It was stunning to me
to see how much crap we carry around
inside our brains.
The assumptions we make about other people,
the preconceptions we have.
If, for instance, I hadn't gone through that exercise,
I might look at you and say,
"hmm, who's this guy?
He's a, uh,
barely recovering, marginally educated
rage-filled narcissist."
As an example.
You could've graduated right there.
Yeah.
The point is, Ben,
I've never suggested anything to you.
I've not judged you,
I haven't pathologized you.
You come in, you say things, I listen.
Together, we try and figure it out.
That's all.
I want you to judge me.
You want me to judge you?
Yeah.
What do you mean?
We talk,
and then I think about the things that we talk about
over, and over, and over, and over, and over.
I want you to tell me something.
So I don't have to think.
That's what I want.
Please don't tell me anything. I'm running late.
We need to exhume Josie Baczyk's body.
Exhume? That's a little extreme, isn't it?
Vina believes that the body was moved,
then dumped at the river.
Well, there's no way I'm going to let you
dig up somebody's child on just that, Ben.
Vina says she can see bruises,
possle broken bones.
Which means?
It means that there's more to Josie's death
than what was in the case file.
So, what about you,
are you on side with exhuming the body?
The sooner we do something,
the sooner we can put this thing to bed.
All right, make sure you get a judge to sign off.
Terry, you know the Detective from that old case.
Donald Portman.
Well, get him in here.
He deserves a heads-up since we're reopening his case.
You two talk to Matthew Evans,
and I really hope you're not chasing ghosts on this one.
Is that ravioli?
You get that from the fridge?
Oh, yeah, you did. Yeah, you did.
That's my dinner!
Hey.
Matthew Evans?
I'm Detective Sullivan,
this is Detective Lynch.
Like to talk to you about a few things.
You're not curious about the why?
Okay...
Now, let's find out what happened to you.
Josie Baczyk's the why.
What else could it be?
Why you two want to talk to me about it now
is the real why I'm waiting to hear.
Donald.
Long time.
Thanks for coming in. Appreciate it.
Anything I can do to help, you know that.
This my partner, John Holland.
Hall. I heard a lot about you.
Well, things have gotten pretty
fancy-schmancy around here since my time.
Well, new stuff,
same old deal, though, right?
So, what is it you want to talk to me about, gentlemen?
Okay, I'm going to tell you the same thing
I've told every person in the last 20 years.
I did not do it.
And please spare me the same old pat response
that all prisoners claim innocence,
because the three of us know
some people get railroaded in this place.
Why did your partner hang himself
after so many years?
Gil Dobek wasn't my partner.
He was my friend.
And he hung himself
because the parole board denied him for the third time.
He lost hope.
Okay, why do you think they denied him?
He was denied, like I am every time,
because the first thing that they want to hear
is your remorse.
There's no remorse if you're not guilty.
We'd have a better chance at parole
if we actually did the crime.
Matthew Evans and Gil Dobek
ended up exactly where they belong.
What do you guys want to open up
that old case for, anyway?
New evidence has come forward.
What new evidence?
They had three appeals,
and each time they were found guilty.
Sophia Baczyk thinks she saw something.
The dead kid's sister.
She was five years old when this happened.
What the hell could she have seen?
The sister,
Sophia,
said her father took her for a drive.
He parked really close to where the body was found.
He pulled something out of the trunk,
disappeared into the forest,
and came back empty-handed.
Well, I always knew he had something to do with it.
What makes you say that?
Oh, come on, all the cops saw was a grieving father.
What I saw was a drunken red-neck
who terrorized the neighborhood.
Getting into fights.
The guy was a class-a prick.
Why wasn't any of that was in the files?
Well, you're the cop.
You tell me.
Did you ever meet the mom?
I'm a good cop.
Where do you two get the balls
to question me about a 20-year-old case?
We're just trying to get to the truth, sir.
Why don't you shut up
and give me the respect I deserve?
Terry, I came down here as a favor to you.
Donald, come on, take it easy, okay...
Kiss my ass. You think I don't know
when I'm getting the third degree?
This case is dead,
done as dinner,
and I'm tired of talking about it.
There was a witness
that placed you and Gil at the river that day.
Yeah, we were there,
smoking pot and drinking beer.
Look, we passed out on the bank.
Next thing we know,
we got an army of guns to our heads.
So you're saying you never saw that the young girl there?
No...
Are you sure?
Come on, we were so high we couldn't see squat.
I told that prick Detective Portman 20 years ago
the same thing.
He didn't want to listen.
Why were they so sure you were guilty?
Why?
Why have I spent the last 20 years in prison
for something I didn't do?
Why is my buddy dead?
Why am I, at 35 years old,
still wondering what it's like to kiss a girl?
You're going to ask me why?
A kid was found dead at the edge of the river.
Look, all I know is me and my friend didn't do it.
You're the cops.
It's your job to figure out who and why.
We're finished here.
You figure out why, you let me know.
I finished my examination
on young Josie Baczyk's bones yesterday.
My initial hypothesis from the photos is correct.
Here...
Her wrist has been cracked in two places,
and she has several broken ribs.
So, what you're saying,
her bones were broken before she was killed?
Months before, perhaps.
What are you suggesting?
That she was roughed up over time,
died, and then dumped by the river.
In these types of cases nowadays,
the first place we'd look is at home.
Don's all right.
No cop likes to have his work questioned, you know.
It doesn't matter why or by whom.
If you ask me,
he just doesn't want to admit he did a lousy job.
You don't know that.
There's never anything good to eat in here.
What are you talking about? It's full, man.
Lynch always eats the good stuff.
You read the files on Baczyk.
It's all circumstantial.
There's no murder weapon, there's no motive.
There's no nothing.
Well, they had a witness
that placed Matthew and Gil at the scene, on the day,
talking about the murder.
The witness recanted a few years later.
She said she was coaxed by your boy, Portman.
First of all, he's not my boy.
Second of all, we don't know
whether she was coaxed either way.
She testified that he gave her details
on when and where the body was found.
What the hell is that?
I tell you what that is,
that's your boy trying to close a hot case
and rushing to judgment.
So, what, you're going to rush to judgment on don,
saying he's a bad cop?
What they convicted those boys on was weak.
You said so yourself.
The music they listened to, the clothes they wore?
The fact that they were loners?
Come on, man.
Those two had zero history of violence.
The most trouble they ever got into was for, what, truancy?
We don't know what we don't know.
You, get outta here...
Just getting a coffee. Relax.
Yeah, yeah... food stealer.
Vina thinks Josie might've been killed at home.
We need to talk to the father.
Mm-hm.
Shut up.
We'll go pick up the father.
It's about time we heard
what he had to say about all this anyway.
Good.
That'll give me a chance to speak to Sophia again.
You think I'm nuts, don't you?
No, no, a lot of the stuff you're saying makes sense.
We exhumed your sister's body,
and she was moved,
but from where, we're not sure.
You dug up my sister?
It was the only way to get answers.
You should have told me.
Do my parents know about this?
By law we're not required to...
You still should have told me.
We wanted to save you the grief
in case we didn't find anything.
Now, before your father drove you down to the river,
did anything happen at the house?
I think...
What is it?
I think I heard screaming.
And then everything went quiet.
Was it your sister?
I don't know.
Try and remember.
I-I can't.
I don't know.
I'm trying.
It's okay.
You'll remember when you remember.
Did your father ever hit you or your sister?
My father is here?
You sure?
Well, it's just
that I saw this boy in Franklyn park by himself,
and I was worried about him.
Yes, you're probably right.
He's probably with his parents.
Thank you.
Nobody's called him in missing.
You still can't keep him here.
If you saw what they did to this boy, Heather,
you wouldn't send him back to his parents.
They have services to deal with that kind of thing.
Yeah, and they send them back to their abusers,
or they place them in a foster home.
Hell to more hell.
He's a young boy.
He's got school.
Doctor's visits.
You know, there's...
He needs to heal.
He can do that here.
I know in my heart it's the right thing.
He was brought to me.
We were hoping
your wife would come down here with you.
She is not well.
Bad enough she had to go through this once,
now you want to make her go through it one more time?
God, it's not right!
Doesn't take much to set you off,
does it, Mr. Baczyk?
We heard you got into a lot of fights
with your neighbors.
Some people call me Polack.
I hit them. So what?
You not do the same?
It doesn't matter what I would do, okay?
This is about you,
and what happened to your daughter
on the day she was killed.
Sophia said something happened that day
that you're not telling us.
I already say everything.
You take Sophia for a drive to the river that day?
She said you did.
No. Not true.
So she wasn't in your car that day?
So you drove out to the river, but she wasn't with you,
is that what you're saying?
No, no, no, you are putting words in me.
Your daughter claims
that she saw you do something with her sister.
My daughter, she imagines things.
Maybe what she saw was real.
There is nothing to see...
You killed your daughter and you dumped her at the river,
am I right?
No, no, no, no!
Look, that is enough.
I will say no more.
They lost him.
He's full of shit.
He stumbled about driving to the river, that's for sure.
Yeah, well, we can't place him there.
The daughter can.
The daughter who's seeing a therapist
and was five when the incident took place.
How far do you think her credibility's going to go in court?
She believes what she saw, okay?
Ah, that's not good.
No, wait, wait, let's see what happens.
Why are you doing this?
Why don't you tell them the truth?
I'm telling the truth.
No, you're not.
You were just little girl when this happen.
I can't get Josie's face out of my head.
Of course,
she is your sister.
It's what happened
I can't forget.
What happened is not like you think happened.
Papa, I know we drove to the river.
No, no, you are confused.
You keep saying that, but it's not true.
I know it's not...
The boys who killed Josie are in prison.
They are the ones.
That is truth.
What was in that sack, papa?
God... they are bums.
They doing drugs, they-they never work.
Y-you don't know.
I am your father. Believe me.
I am telling the truth...
No!
We better get in there.
Not yet.
Tell me, what was in that sack?
It was Josie, wasn't it, papa?
This is crazy. Y-you are acting crazy.
You did something to Josie,
didn't you?
How could I do that?
She is my daughter.
I love her, like I love you.
No! No, stop it...
Tell me!
Okay, that's it.
Stop it!
What did you do?
Stop it, papa! What did you do to Josie?
Mr. Baczyk!
Sit down.
Sit down!
♪♪♪
I know I'm not crazy.
I remember him pulling me by the wrist to the car
and telling me to get in,
and he came back moments later carrying that sack.
I remember seeing my mother
looking through the window as we drove off...
What do you mean, you saw your mother?
She was standing there watching as we drove off.
Where was she exactly?
She was in the living room window.
And you're positive...
She was in the living room window.
Ben!
Don't make me come out there!
Hey!
You know what that means!
Come on.
Come on!
She was in the living room window.
Ben!
Are you all right?
Ben?
I've got something for you, Ted.
It's yours.
Try it out.
I demand an explanation for that.
You don't barge into my office demanding anything.
"A rush to judgment."
Is that the way things are done in homicide now?
You use the media to slam other cops?
We had nothing to do with that article.
They interviewed Matthew Evans again,
the murdering punk.
He claims you have new evidence.
Now, where would he get that if not from you?
I have no idea.
Oh, really?
Are you calling me a liar?
I should at least have been informed of this
instead of having wake up
and read about it over my morning crap!
We called you in out of respect.
Respect?
Yes. You're the one who flew out of here in a rage.
This case is dead!
I don't want my name dragged through the mud
at this stage of my life!
I'm a good cop!
Is Kevin Whitehill still running things around here?
Yeah, he is.
Well, good. I wanna talk to him.
There's no need to.
In my day, someone like you
wouldn't be sitting behind that sergeant's desk.
"Someone like me" black or "someone like me" a woman?
Someone who'd roll on another cop.
Well, it's not your day anymore,
and no one's rolling on anyone.
If you're going to put the wrong people in prison,
we're going to find out about it.
Now, you can either help us, or get the hell out of our way.
That's your choice.
I expected this from you.
But I would have thought that you...
What the hell's that supposed to mean?
Nah, take it easy.
No, if you've got something to say, let him say it.
You two rolled on me, a fellow police officer.
You should be ashamed.
No, you got it wrong.
What a crock.
Ah, it's Mr. Ben Sullivan, the big shot.
Just re-opened the Baczyk case.
You with everybody else?
You think I dropped the ball?
Yeah, I do.
I read your report.
The mother's statement said she wasn't at home.
Your point?
She was at home.
She lied. You missed it.
So she was at home, so what?
Josie wasn't killed at the river.
She was moved.
Yeah, right.
And there's a good chance that it happened at home,
meaning you sent two innocent boys to jail...
Because you're a lazy prick.
Have a good night.
How dare you accuse my husband
of doing something to my daughter?
Nobody's accusing your husband of doing anything.
We're just asking a couple questions, okay?
Why now?
Why after all these years?
Your daughter thinks she saw something.
What could she see?
She was just a little girl.
You look like you're in discomfort.
You bring my husband, me, to the police station,
suggesting things, horrible things,
wouldn't you be?
If it were me,
I'd just like to find out who harmed my daughter.
Maybe you feel like you need to protect your husband.
My husband is a good man.
We know he has a history of violence, he drinks a lot.
Lots of men drink.
If you ask me,
a man who doesn't drink can't be trusted.
It shows weakness.
He was never violent with your kids?
What did my daughter tell you?
Maybe he disciplined them when they were bad.
That's what parents do.
How else are they gonna learn?
Remember that time in seventh grade,
you want a new pair of skates for figure skating.
Remember that?
We could not afford,
but I borrow money.
For you.
You know why?
Please don't.
Because I love you.
Papa, I know.
Then why are you doing this?
To me,
to your mother,
to your own self?
Okay, here's the deal.
Sophia claims that your husband drove Sophia down to the river
to the exact place where Josie's body was found
on the same day.
That's not true.
No?
It says in your statement that you weren't home at the time.
So how could you know whether that was true or not?
Well, now you're confusing me.
You're deliberately trying to confuse me.
I'm not doing anything.
I'm just trying to remember what happened.
Why can't I remember?
Your daughter says she remembers
seeing you staring out the window
while your husband drove off with her to the river.
Is that a lie?
If you've got something to tell us, you tell us now.
We looked at Josie's body.
You what?
We exhumed her body.
How dare you!
She had a broken wrist and ribs.
Those are signs of abuse.
Now we know that she wasn't killed at the river.
Everything that Sophia told us makes sense.
If you have something that you want to tell us,
now is the time.
I heard you were talking to the mother.
Mind if I listen in?
Come on in, don.
I've told the police everything.
Your husband killed your daughter
and dumped her at the river,
and let those two boys take the blame.
No.
Gil Dobek committed suicide last week in jail.
Matthew Evans
is spending 20 years in jail...
My husband did nothing.
How could you know that if you weren't home?
I was home!
My husband did nothing to Josie.
He never touched her.
Then who did?
Was it you?
Then who?
That's not possible.
I would never hurt my sister.
It was an accident.
You were fighting, play fighting,
and she fell down the stairs.
Why can't I remember?
She drew in your book...
about the little ducks.
And you took her book, and...
Tore a page, I think.
No, that's not...
Oh, my God...
How could I have forgotten?
If you were there,
why did papa take me with him?
Your mother...
Was out of her mind with grief, and...
And anger.
I was afraid to leave you with her.
Oh, my God...
It's all right.
You are good girl.
Everything be all right.
You're going to have to come with me.
They don't trust the police where he's from.
He panicked.
So my friend is dead,
and I spent the last 20 years in this hell
because the father was covering up an accident?
That's how it went down.
And I'm supposed to take solace in that?
Take solace in the fact you'll be free soon.
Then you take it from there, all right?
Everything all right?
Everything all right, son?
Where are your parents?
What's your name, son?
My name? Mm-hm.
My name is Ben...
Ben Sullivan.
Nice to meet you, Ben.
Nice to meet you.
Come on.
So you remember swinging in your own back yard,
and the next recollection you have
is you on a swing in a public park a year later,
and the feeling that you missed a birthday.
What happened to you after that?
The officer took me to social services,
then I was placed in a foster home.
As soon as I was old enough, I joined the military
and then the police force.
Well, on a certain level, it sounds like things were fine.
You progressed pretty far in your career.
Met a woman, fell in love, started a family.
All in all, a pretty normal adult life.
Which brings us back to our dilemma.
Why am I having blackouts again?
Schopenhauer said, and I'm paraphrasing here,
he said that once a man reaches a certain point,
he should be able to look at his life,
and it should read like a well-crafted novel.
That everything that happened
had to happen exactly the way it did.
But in your case...
There's chapters missing.
I think we need to figure out
what's missing, don't you?
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