Eternity...
... is the first abstract notion discovered by humankind, perhaps.
Vast ocean
white sands
and the night sky...
...they all remind to us eternity.
Eternity
is also a door for humans
to understand for his/her own soul.
Is humankind belong to eternity
or eternity belong to humankind?
Stories gives us a possible universe.
Endless numbers of stories
living in endless numbers universes.
But, I told you...
...we humans are related with eternity somehow…
That's why
stories show us to ourselves.
Each story shows a version of self.
Eternity
universe
human being
and it's story.
James M. D'angelo
Do not forget this name.
James M. D'Angelo
Don't ask me who is he?
He is you.
He is me.
He's a human being in one of countless universes.
A cop.
A homicide detective.
there's one version of me too inside this universe.
I'm a writer
Maybe I'm working on my new novel
or writing a screenplay.
In this universe, that I'm about to telling
people give a big importance to the word "reality"
Nobody know what "reality" really is
but who cares! Everbody talking about it.
So my story should be real-like.
That's why I'll work with a 'real' homicide detective in New York.
We'll make interrogations
I'll make observations
I'll record if possible
and report to you
I'll tell James M. D'Angelo's story to you.
actually
Mystery of his story, perhaps
hidden in his middle name: M.
Why his story is deserved to tell beside countless stories of others?
You'll understand soon.
[WARNING! Includes strong language.]
[Indistinct voices]
What's your name?
You stop it man, you're hurting my arm!
What's your name?
You won't tell me? Allright. I found out for myself.
John Delowin. What are they call you? JD?
What the hell you busting me for? I ain't done nothing!
What you selling man?
I'm not selling anything!
He's just a kid.
Yeah, you're right. You know what. He is nobody.
Get out of here!
F*ck you man!
You're lucky I didn't bust your ass.
Let's head back to the car.
Why do you chase him in the first place?
He look like someone that I needed to question.
He ran, I followed.
It's pretty much instinct.
You know what, I'm gonna get bagel, I'm a little worked out.
OK, got it.
So what exactly did Chief Sapolsky tell you about me?
Not much.
You're writer or blogger or something. Writing an inquiry.
What do you want?
What do I want?
Oh, it's the most difficult question for me.
You know I'm in the middle of very concerned things so
...what do I want, I don't know
What do I want?
I don't know what you eat for breakfast
So I've got bagels and donuts
OK
I've figured if you gonna ride along you should at least live some of the police life, right?
Oh yeah, I'll take donut.
No wait...
I'll go with a bagel please.
[Music]
Greg?
OK Greg.
Yeah he's with me.
Yes.
No, we just left.
No, nobody.
No, nothing important.
Who? Sapolsky?
Yeah.
Detective, may I ask a question?
Go ahead.
As a homicide detective, did you
Did you... How can I say that?..
Do you got a lot of interesting cases you have to solve?
Like in the movies?
Yeah I mean like for instance... A crime that's not done with an intent, that's not perpetrated with an ordinary motive
may be a crime after a sophisticated plan?
You watch too much CSI.
No I'll tell you the truth police work is mostly boring
just routine, dull repetititon
There was one case...
no actually
series of cases... a few years back...
Really? What happened?
I suspected a serial killer. But I couldn't prove anything.
I mean just series of random murders through out the city
without much connection
But...
I should start with the beginning...
No, this is just for you, not for YouTube, right?
Yeah of course it's just for me.
An old man's body was found at St.Paul's Chapel's yard downtown.
And the place look like horror movie set you know
The church, a body, a note from the killer.
The phrase on the paper belong to an old writer who lived in 1900's.
I mean, the sentence was meaningless at the time
but I was later able to the connect the fact that body was found at the oldest building in New York City.
Sapolsky wasn't chief at that time. So I talk to him about the case.
He thought it's gonna drag on for a long time.
But he was wrong.
The killer turn himself in. Confessed everything.
Really? Who was he?
The victim. The old man. He was a child molester.
He was shun by society, forced into poverty.
He was living in the streets like a dog.
Well, one of his former victims recognized him.
By now the kid was all grown up
And when he saw him, he just snapped.
kill him right there on the church steps.
The funny thing was, everyone at the precinct was hated him
The victim...
No one liked him, in a least.
I didn't even like him.
No, no the kid is fine.
I like him well enough but why me Greg
I'm a homicide detective not a babysitter or a
Press Agent. I mean c'mon...
Allright I won't tell him the story about serial killer
Alright. Yeah see you.
You said this was a serial killer case.
Was the case reopened when you figured out that guy wasn't the real killer?
Oh no he was the killer no doubt about that
there are other murders throughout the city
there was no end to it
So it was a copycat killer?
No, look at that piece of paper.
That was found on the first old man.
The other murders had similarities
they related with the words circled on that piece of paper.
But they're only coincidences
I couldn't proved anything
I couldn't stand it Baris.
I hated them all.
Every single victim, I hated them.
Where are we going now?
What is this place?
I need the check something out, you have to stay here
But I wanna go inside
I can't be responsible
I wanna shoot
Alright
Then you have to take responsibility for yourself on screen
OK
I, Baris Ozcan
of sound my mind and body
taking full responsibility of all actions I do
entering this abandoned place.
While on the road with D'Angelo
I think something new about an old case has come to his mind
suddenly turned his car back
he brought us here, this unknown place
I do not know what we will find inside and
it'll be a lie if I tell you I'm not scared
no need to be afraid
it's abandoned
just watch yourself
What is that?
What does it mean?
D'Angelo
Why are we here?
Still recording?
It's been six months after the homicide at the St.Paul's Chapel...
What's the situation D'Angelo?
Guy was out running early this morning he found the body.
Victim is a male, age 52,
strangled
Forensics found hand marks on the throat.
I guess we can rule out suicide ha?
Yeah
I suppose you can
Have you got the ID yet?
He's a big shot, VP at the Sanitation
son of a bitch!
Does anybody know about this yet?
You know what I'm gonna talk some of the investigators
see if the neighbors saw anything.
alright let's keep this under wraps
at least we can get some traction on it
good luck with that!
son of a bitch!
D'Angelo!
The victim was an interesting man.
Racially I mean.
His father if I remember correctly was Korean and his mother was Brazilian-Irish.
Now the motive may have been passion or money
or even race
but in the end I came the believe that it was jealousy
someone saw that he's rich and powerful
wanted to have it yet
like most of us
That day I learned
pretty terrible truth about myself.
So, the killer and the victim knew each other?
They were colleagues.
What kind of connection did you find with the first homicide?
First there wasn't
But this was the point where I became obsessed
the park with the second murder was committed
yes
was on a street in lower Manhattan called Worth Street
it's also known as Avenue of Strongest
this is where the Department of Sanitation is located.
At NYPD we call ourselves as "New York's finest"
Department of Sanitation calls itself "New York's Strongest"
"Strongest." It's on the phrase you found at the first crime scene!
Yeah.
I mean it wasn't a valid connection by itself but
somehow it was enough for me you know.
Very interesting.
Yes, very.
But killer of this case was caught after a short while too.
And that theory died.
Shh!
Sshhh!
I don't know.
You've seemed to be on to something.
I mean, it has to have a meaning, right?
What if you're right? What if there is a connection between two deaths?
That's what I was thinking!
So nobody else saw a connection?
Well, they didn't say if they did.
I mean, they had written confessions, evidence
everything.
The killers were killers, the cases were closed.
it was chalked up the coincedence.
You know...
You needed more evidence to going to those cases with a great analysis.
But not for me.
But I kept thinking there have to be something more.
At first, I thought that the...
words referred to locations of the murders.
And then...
I thought maybe it's us.
What?
I mean there was no serial killer.
The homicides were all solved.
Sometimes...
truth is simply what it is.
What do you mean?
There was another case.
It's pretty straight forward.
until we saw the identitiy of the victim.
It was rippled through whole department.
Apparently they had an argument, the victim and her killer, on the price.
You know
Tensions got high. The man got upset, and he just starts beating her with bare hands.
Yeah, he beat her to death with his bare hands.
I thought she was just a small time hooker.
It wasn't until later that I found that she was...
a transgender woman.
And I judged her.
Another victim that I judged and loathed for no reason.
She wasn't a prostitute.
That was my first reaction to seeing her.
That was where my mind went.
Hold this, it should be unlocked.
Just wind.
It's jammed!
What do we do now?
Stay calm.
Look I know this place, every room has an exit.
I hope that's true!
We'll find a way.
Look! There is a rope here!
Sometimes scouts use this place.
We rely on our biases...
to help us sort through the problems of everyday life.
They save us from wasting time.
But
they also can get in the way of our conscience.
People always jump the conclusions about people are things they don't understand.
It's just the ways things are.
They see the world on their own image
and they shun anything that threatens that mirage
and that's why prejudices exist.
Everbody battles their own conscience though.
I don't know.
I mean take this next homicide case for example.
We've got so used to open and shut cases
that we expected them all to be simple.
Instead of using our minds to think
we relied on biases to set the parameters for how we doubt with the case.
But we must correct that flaws right?
There isn't another option.
I mean this prejudices...
they divide us, they destroy our humanity.
I don't know about that.
But I almost lost my job because of it.
It was 2 years ago...
we had security footage of another homicide,
he was arguing with someone
who was just outside of the video frame.
It was clear that it was unplanned action.
The homicide I mean.
He was shot after arguing with this killer.
It was late at night, and there was no one around.
No one saw the killer.
The man died in front of the security cam.
A patrolman found the man on the street.
Called an ambulance.
But by the time he got there, it was too late.
OK, but...
...how did you almost lose your job though?
Jamal was a college student in Brooklyn.
He was Muslim and after a quick search...
I discovered that the mosque he attended
was mentioned for supporting some "jihadist" ideals in the past.
They even used it as a meeting place for followers to discuss their agenda.
Look, probably there were no longer "jihadists" at the mosque...
I didn't care.
I had one-track mind.
I chalked it up to an inside job
you know, Jamal being killed by his own peers
and I should have done some actual detective work.
You know, if I had analyzed the security video footage
I might of seeing something.
I assumed Jamal was killed by professionals
but I was wrong.
Look I was too absorbed in my own racial disparitites.
I forgot myself for a moment.
I didn't do my job, and let the entire investigation astray.
I questioned everyone in the mosque.
I questioned Jamal's friends,
his family, his co-workers everyone he knew.
And all that questioning led to nothing.
And while you may think it's okay for the detective to question his family and his friends
I actually had the gall to accuse them
of terrorism.
Yeah
I was rude.
I was cruel.
I took their tragedy and I flipped it on them
until one day I found out that his sister had try to commit suicide.
Yeah, she has been harrassed
at her school by her friends and I was part of that.
That family just lost their son
because of our combined ignorance and maliciousness, they almost lost another child.
Look
Why don't we take a break?
I can see that this is getting to you
Aren't you a Muslim?
Yeah, yeah I am
The homeless old guy, right?
"Oldest"
And Vice President of Sanitation "Strongest"
Transgender "Emotion"
What's that "emotion"
Ooo murder took place in front of Club Emotion
What about Jamal's murder?
The police comissioner and the mayor were at the hospital
They were apologising profusely to Jamal's family
for my behaviour
Chief Sapolsky was extremely upset with me
Because once again the killer had turned herself in
So you took care of everything right? I mean...
You don't listen do you?
Let me tell you something
Those of antiques of yours
had put us on tedious situation.
Those people out there
are decent, hard working, tax paying citizens.
and they decide to sue us!
This department
This whole city
will lose massive amounts of money
and you can kiss your retirement goodbye!
So what I need you to do
is go out there
get on your knees, beg if you have to, become a Muslim for God's sakes
but don't let them sue us.
Alright?
Can you do that?
As you can imagine I was really upset.
Not because my career was on the line.
But because what I've done.
Sapolsky and I were together at the Academy.
And he was always behind me, do you know what I mean?
Who was the killer?
You said herself
Why did she kill Jamal?
You know we need to start the think the way to get out of here
Do you think you can make it through that air shaft?
Are you gonna tell me what happened next?
Crime of passion.
Rich woman from aristocratic family fell in love with a Muslim university boy.
Muslim boy also loves rich girl.
But life has a way of sorting our differences.
Jamal started to worry about his future.
So he try to find a way to
seperate without hurting the girl he loved.
How can you think that I don't love you?
I love you with all my heart.
But...
How could this possibly end well?
Our parents, they won't accept us.
I know they won't.
What my parents are the problem now?
What about your parents Jamal?
They're not happy either.
OK, listen, we love each other.
We can make this work, we can figure out our problems.
No!
We can't.
I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry Jamal
No, I heard, I know
How could you?
Dawn
Dawn, put the gun down
Dawn, stop, arrgh!
Jamal decided to marry someone else.
Someone that his family approved of.
He was right.
You know.
In the end our prejudice always wins
and lovers are always apart
Fear wins Baris.
So what was the connection to others?
Mankind
Mankind Foundation International
Dawn's father is one of the founders
it's an international charity
Jamal was killed right in the front of building.
Ironic isn't it?
A few days later
after I was busy harassing Jamal's family
over terrorism
Dawn walk to Police Station
She confessed everything.
Put the gun down, put it down!
Down!
Dawn!
There are two words left.
Oldest
Strongest
Emotion
Mankind
What about fear and unknown?
Those words are left.
I mean, did everybody still think it was a coincidence?
You know I don't wanna stay here anymore
Let's get you outside
and you can call someone
Who would be out here? We're in the middle of nowhere.
No, I, I...
I don't know
The next crime took place at a fear house
You know one of those places teenagers are go for adrenaline, excitement
Only this time the victim was a cop
A cop locked in a room in a fear house
A cop?
Yeah no one saw the man going to the place but...
when the other officers arrived
he was still alived
he was going on about his killer, he saw his killer
Really, what did he say?
Nothing very interesting
he wasn't completely there, I mean he was delirious
He just kept going on about
the fields being planted with seeds
and crows trying get to the seeds
and scarecrow getting of the way of the crows
and people you know having fears of strangers or abandoned places
or people who aren't like them
and scarecrows are being our fears
Weird
What's the meaning?
Like I said
he was delirious
he didn't know what he's saying, he was dying
How'd he die?
He was stabbed multiple times
He was stabbed, in a locked room?
Then who?
They thought he probably stabbed himself
After that?
There is no after that
The crime is still unsolved
Maybe today
Today what?
C'mon! Leave your backpack here.
You won't be able to fit through the air shaft put that on
When you get out there, call Sapolsky
He know what has to be done here
Hello Mr.Sapolsky
Baris, where the hell of you been?
I've been calling you every three minutes for the past hour
I know that I'm very sorry Mr. Sapolsky but we got trapped in here.
Trapped? What do you mean trapped?
I was inside in this abandoned place with D'Angelo at Staten Island
What the hell you doing in Staten Island I thought you supposed to be in Long Island
That's what I thought but he took me to the Staten Island
God damn it... Why didn't he just call me?
Signal was dead inside and we were talking about an old case he was working on.
Don't tell me!
Did he tell you that stupid Scarecrow Story again?
Yeah yeah, it's very strange, we even found a scarecrow doll inside this place
Oh, no!
Just stay right there, I'm coming to get you guys.
OK, ok I'll send my location.
No, don't bother. I know where exactly you are.
Just do me a favor
Keep your eye on him
and don't let him hurt himself, OK?
Who's there?
Baris?
Is that you?
Hello?
D'Angelo
Hello old friend
Do you remember the last time we spoke?
Where are you?
I can't see you
Of course not
Try
Try to remember
Try to remember who I am?
The nightmare that hunts every dark corner of your mind.
No no no
I can hear you in this room with me, you're not in my mind.
I'm in everyone's mind
You think what you want to think
Life is an illussion
just like you see sometimes.
Why didn't you kill me like you kill all the others?
I don't kill people D'Angelo
I have no business with their physical existence.
That is all you
No, I don't understand
Scarecrow, remember?
After you stabbed yourself
Who are you?
I am the farmer
The voice in your head
plants all those fears
and all that hatred in your life.
No!
It was you!
You killed all those people!
You really don't understand.
I never killed anyone.
You know who takes your miserable lives
What do you want from me?
I just hate policemen, doctors, lawyers.
I hate order
I love chaos!
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
What can you give me?
Nothing!
You are human
You can only destroy
You create harm and mischief and shed blood all over the world.
Simply because you feel fear.
You're lying.
I'm not.
I'm not.
You are weak
I'm right here with you
until you die
I feel fear
Sure
but I can kill my fear
We're not strong beings.
But we love to seen as one.
We feel more powerful when we wall surround us.
We use everything
for dealing with our fears.
We use ignorance and we use knowledge as well for this.
We use anger
and we use cowardice.
We use obsessions
and we use unfaithfulness as well.
Instead of going one level up in humanity.
we prefer to hide inside our walls
Our hostilities,
our hate,
our extreme ideas,
our intention to destroy everything that we don't know,
all those things are our scarecrows.
The virtues of humanity
I mean seeds in our field
planted by God to field of humanity.
We are mostly planting a scarecrow with our own hands
in the middle of this field.
I don't know, maybe devil
or whatever you name it
helping us to make our own scarecrows.
Scarecrows
Our fears
withholding us to reach one level up humanity based on virtues.
We hate from sick people, homeless,
different skin colors,
supporters of the different sports teams,
different political view owners…
...even if they are our neighbors
or family members,
we hate all of them.
And this hate
becomes a scarecrow inside us
and prevents to reach to seeds in the field of virtues.
Well spoken!
What!
Did you understand what I'm saying?
Not all the talking, a little...
Have you been understanding all what I'm saying from the beginning?
I can't believe you man
I can't believe you!
Listen, I better go
Sapolsky be calling a state of emergency
Hey! D'Angelo!
What's the "M" stands for by the way?
What?
Your middle name?
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