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. 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.

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? suicide high ain't no case, and i ain't working on it. you're on it until i say so. 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

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! 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 kill ourselves. isley: and homework-- we have to stay alive until tomorrow. it's a pass-fail assignment.

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. 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 died. the school didn't cop to it?

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.

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.

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? 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.

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.

( knocking ) ( pounding ) hey. what's this? it's opera. what's it sound like? 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

you listened to tapes. you don't even know what's going on. i know more about suicide than you ever will. you know more about making stupid jokes-- that's it. what is wrong with you? my mother killed herself when i was six. i've known about suicide every moment of every day since then. rible 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.

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 kill himself.

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.

hanson. hey, coach. things okay? this walker thing... it's like one of those slot machines in las vegas. 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?

i thought it was so important i had to know why walker died. 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. 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.

but i went to those places already. you're a hard man to find, doug. yeah? people like dorothy. you should call. she's worried about you. there's something i want to tell you.

that's kind of cute. well... i didn't mean for it to be cute. i meant to kill myself. my mother was an alcoholic. she was really hard to have around even when i was six. i felt so incredibly guilty after i realized that. it was like i killed her. like i sent her away. like she left because i hadn't loved her enough. she thought i didn't love her.

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. that if i was a real good boy that she would come back. she didn't come back.

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. 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

hey. hey, tom.

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. [captioning made possible by fx networks

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are you fixing the path? my name is caine. caine? you're no indian. think you is chinese. half of me. the other half-- sasquatch! heard you coming half a mile away.