[Door opening]
Uncle Lou!
There's my man.
Shawn, I got a new one for you.
What do polar bears get
from sitting on the ice too long?
Polaroids.
[Laughs]
Lou, I don't know what that means,
but I know it's funny.
[Laughing]
What's goin' on, dad?
Huh? Oh, uh, nothin'.
Just work stuff.
Can you tell me about it?
Well, maybe when you're a little older.
Come on.
I'm old enough to drive.
I think I can handle hearing about one of your cases.
Shawn, you're not gonna be able to drive for three years.
Really? Then how will Gus and I get to Vegas this weekend?
Come on, Henry.
He can handle it.
Fine, but I'm calling you when he can't sleep tonight.
We're looking for a missing girl.
What's her name?
Veronica Towne.
Where was she last seen?
This bar where she waitresses
called the blue derby.
What was she wearing?
Why's that matter?
A red dress.
And a gold necklace with her initials on it.
Thanks, Lou.
So do you think she was murdered?
Startin' to look that way.
Uh, who do you think did it?
Guy by the name of Jordan beaumont,
her boss at the blue derby.
But we can't prove it until we find the place
where he stashed the body.
Or places.
Gotcha.
You're not gonna be able to sleep tonight, are ya?
Not a wink.
Thanks, Lou.
So it's been a while since you've given me an update
on you and Jules.
Oh, I'm sorry, buddy.
We're doin' great.
And can I tell you why? Why?
We're done stressing about when we're moving in together,
getting married.
We both know that's not happening
until way down the line.
I hear that.
After retirement and menopause.
Now, we can just relax and enjoy each other.
Oh! And we found this amazing book called the ***
What?
Illustrations are illuminating.
There's one called "congress of the rhino."
Shawn!
I have never been so happy to see a dead person in my life.
Jules!
What do we got?
Unidentified male found dead.
Gunshot wound to the face.
- Ouch. - Who's the big, scary guy?
Carlton Lassiter. You should know that by now.
He's the foreman on the construction site.
He's the one who found the body.
I gotta tell you, Mr. Montero,
your story, much like your lunchbox...
smells a little fishy.
I mean, you're diggin' over here.
You find the body way over there.
How did that happen?
I had to take a leak.
So after you found the body, then what'd you do?
I really had to take a leak.
We're gonna need to interview the rest of your crew.
Stop!
What are you doing?
I'm sensing there's something in there.
Well, what is it, Shawn?
What the hell?
What was she wearing?
A red dress.
And a gold necklace with her initials on it.
I'm so not sleeping tonight.
[The friendly Indians' I know you know]
♪
♪ in between the lines there's a lot of obscurity ♪
♪ I'm not inclined to resign to maturity ♪
♪ if it's all right
♪ then you're all wrong
♪ but why bounce around to the same damn song? ♪
♪ ooh
♪ you'd rather run when you can't crawl ♪
♪
♪ I know you know that I'm not telling the truth ♪
♪ I know you know they just don't have any proof ♪
♪ embrace the deception
♪ learn how to bend
♪ your worst inhibitions
♪ tend to psych you out in the end ♪
♪ I know you know
sync and corrections by sp8ky for www.Addic7ed.Com
{Pub}[Crowd chatter]
Step aside, please.
Chief vick, is there any truth to the rumors
that one of the bodies found yesterday
belongs to Veronica Towne?
I have no comment on that at this time.
Has anyone in her family been contacted?
I will pass along all info as it becomes available.
Thank you.
When can we expect a statement, chief vick?
[Crowd chatter] Chief vick!
Don't have an I.D. On this fella yet,
but I believe his time of death was approximately 6:00 P.M.
On the day in question.
Now, as for this one,
Shawn's hunch about it being Veronica Towne was spot on.
Yeah, she was quite a looker.
Still is.
Anyway, all the records match.
Her shoes and dress, however?
Not so much. [Chuckles]
[Sighs]
Sorry. Sorry.
I can be a real bitch sometimes.
How did she die?
Well, my first guess was smallpox, but it turns out
she had none of the symptoms.
Plus, smallpox apparently was eradicated about 40 years ago.
Who knew? [Laughs]
Not me.
[Low] Not me.
But, based on the fracture to her neck,
I'm going to say she was strangled to death.
Jordan beaumont did this.
Who's Jordan beaumont?
Her boss.
The bar she worked at, the blue derby.
That's right, Shawn.
He was also her boyfriend and a real S.O.B.
He was seen pushing her around in a parking lot
a couple of hours before she vanished.
How do you know so much about this case?
Because I was the lead detective,
along with my partner at the time, Lou gamble.
May he rest in peace.
Sweet old Uncle Lou
had a thousand jokes about hemorrhoids.
They were all hilarious.
Jordan was our lead suspect the entire time.
So why couldn't you get him?
Never got enough evidence.
So why couldn't you get him?
Beaumont, why do I know that name?
'Cause his father Ellis
is one of the most successful and powerful businessmen
in all of Santa Barbara.
You mean hewas.
We just got an I.D. On this body.
So now I've got two bodies:
The girl who's been missing for 20 years
and the father of the man long suspected of killing her.
Do you have any other bombshells for me?
Did you see the finale ofthe bachelorette?
- Yes. - Then no, I do not.
Our theory is that Jordan beaumont
killed Veronica Towne 20 years ago
and recently offed his father.
Dumped his body in the same spot.
Why would Jordan bury one body and not the other?
Maybe it was some weird admission of guilt.
Ah.
Kinda like Gus admitting that he likes cat food.
I said I like how it looks in commercials.
There's a difference.
No, there is not a difference.
I want Jordan tracked down and questioned immediately.
Shawn and Gus, you're on this as well.
Karen.
What should I do?
I'd like you to serve in your usual role.
You know, crosswords, air-bombing the men's room.
I think I should also work the case.
As what? A detective?
Nobody knows it better than I do.
You could reinstate me.
This one time. Come on, Henry.
All due respect, you can't just hop back in the game
after all these years.
There's been a lot of changes on the job.
Lassie's right.
For example, the bicycle?
It's no longer just one giant wheel
with a tiny one in back.
And now, my people can vote.
Kare I promise you I can handle this thing.
Plus, I owe it to Lou gamble to solve this case.
Come on.
Let me finish what I started.
- Okay. - Okay?
Okay, chief, I don't think
you're thinking this all the way through.
I'm going to Jordan's house.
I think he still lives at his parents' estate.
You two should go to the club he owns on 26th street.
Wha?
Okay, so do we go with your dad or with Lassie?
Worst. Options. Ever.
Will you relax?
You act like this is the first time you've ever
worked with your dad.
How 'bout you relax, huh? How 'bout that?
I am relaxed.
It's usually from a distance, man.
I'm having flashbacks to the time he chaperoned
our eighth-grade field trip.
Ooh, I remember that.
He kept undoing his pants to tuck in his shirt.
It was horrifying.
Now, he's 20 years weirder
and, this time, he's carrying a gun.
[Laughs]
Detective Spencer.
Been a while.
So where's Lou?
He died of a heart attack four years ago.
Shocking. He took such good care of himself.
Hey. Hey.
Easy. Easy, Sipowicz.
Gentlemen, the timing of your visit is not ideal.
As you may know, my client's father has just passed away
and he has arrangements to make.
Like what?
Like, uh, renovating the giant house he just inherited?
What's your point?
What do you think it is?
Look, you clearly think that I killed my father.
Oh, yeah?
Actually, I forgot what my point was,
but what you just said makes a lot of sense.
Excuse me, who are you?
Shawn Spencer.
That is my partner, Sh'dynasty.
It is spelled s-h... comma to the top... dynasty.
Comma to the top?
That's God's comma.
And I am a badass psychic detective,
Jack Fon Swoo.
He's also my son.
Dad.
You took the teeth right out of my "badass" comment.
I'd be very careful how you tread here, gentlemen.
We will not stand for further libelous accusations
like the ones related to Veronica Towne.
Oh, you mean the woman we found dead
30 yards from his father?
Yeah. That's right.
You got anything to say about that, smartass?
Small world?
For the record,
I was at my girlfriend thea's all last night.
Oh, that's nice. That's sweet.
Do you have an address for this thea?
Gentlemen, my client is under no obligation to answer
any questions from you.
Now, I'll have to ask that you leave.
Immediately.
Take it easy, Kat Von D.
Know this, Jordan.
I'm on to you.
Like fat...
On a fat person.
[Laughs] Please.
You're not gonna find anything on me, Shawn.
What makes you so sure?
Because the apple does not fall far from the tree.
Gentlemen.
Man.
I want to punch that smarmy bastard,
and then laugh in his handsome, ethnically-neutral face.
No one wants to nail this guy's ass more than I do.
Sorry. I'm a little rusty on my cop talk.
What are we doin' here anyway, Shawn?
Lookin' for room 207.
It was the number on his valet ticket
dated Saturday night.
You see? He wasn't at his girlfriend thea's.
Unless, of course, thea lives here.
May I help you?
Thea summers, we need to ask you a few questions
about Jordan beaumont.
Fun. I love boy talk.
Jordan definitely has a type.
Oh, yes, he does.
Feel free to help yourself to the minibar.
I have been waiting my entire life
to hear those exact words.
Ooh!
I'm so glad I quit that stupid cleanse today.
So, thea, you've been here a while.
About three weeks.
Nice place.
I guess, if you like green.
[Candy wrappers crinkling]
Dude!
Have some respect for yourself.
Suck it, Shawn.
So I guess dating Jordan has its perks, huh?
I'd say we're more "seeing each other."
I save the "D" word for guys I'm sleeping with.
Really? No whoopie?
No hanky-pank in the nighty-night?
No dark dancing?
So what does a guy get for putting you up
in a place like this?
A step closer to sleeping with me.
Dad!
What are you doing?
Just gotta quickly tuck in my shirt.
That is easily accomplished without unbuttoning your pants.
This is my field trip all over again.
Do you mind if I step outside for a cigarette?
Course not. Go ahead. Just...
[film noir music]
I can tell you're not a fan of working with your father.
How did you know he...
you have the same eyes.
Don't worry. I'm no stranger to daddy issues.
That photo in your bag suggests otherwise.
It was a happier time.
Have you always been such a snoop?
Oh, yeah.
Hence, my nickname in high school.
Snoopy?
Hammer time.
Where'd you live before the beaumont?
Michigan.
Moved to Santa Barbara
three weeks ago to get away from the cold.
I planned on staying the night,
but then I met Jordan
and he started comping me.
When's the last time you saw him?
Last night.
We stayed in and watched summer school.
Pretty lame, right?
Yeah, if you hate cinematic perfection.
Ski school was on before that.
Did you guys watch ski school?
No.
Jordan arrived just as summer school was starting.
Hello, everyone.
Great to be back.
Enjoy your stay.
Chief, I would very much like to elbow him in the sternum.
Please do.
- Estimated time of death for Ellis beaumont is 6:00 P.M.
Jordan arrived at the hotel just as summer school
was starting, at 9:00,
which is true because I was watching too.
Nobody paints a scene like Dean Cameron.
He's "chainsaw," right?
That's right, chief.
So that leaves a three-hour gap in his alibi.
Well, it's thin, but it's enough
to hold him for questioning.
What is up with Mr. Guster?
[Snoring]
Sugar crash.
He just ate $600 worth of candy from the hotel minibar.
Shawn.
I've been lookin' all over for you, now listen.
We found another person's DNA on Veronica Towne.
We ran some tests. We have a match.
- Great. - Let me guess.
Jordan beaumont. No.
The name that came up was...
Lou gamble.
What?
Let me see that.
Uncle Lou?
{Pub}- There's no way that Lou gamble had anything to do
with Veronica Towne's death.
Then what was S DNA doin' all over her body?
I don't know.
Maybe it was a mix-up in the lab,
somebody tried to set him up,
it doesn't matter.
Lou was a great cop, and he was as decent a guy
as you'll find.
He certainly didn't seem like the murdering type.
Then again, neither did Matthew McConaughey's character
in the Lincoln lawyer.
Ryan Phillippe was the murderer in that movie.
Really? I never saw it.
Henry Spencer!
I don't believe it.
Aw, it's great to see ya, bea.
Hey, you remember my son, Shawn, don't ya?
Of course.
Hi, bea.
Last time I saw you, you were practically in tears
because your dad wouldn't buy you an ice cream.
When was that, Henry?
Six years ago.
These were the best years of Lou's life.
Working with you, Jack, and Jerry.
Yeah. Well, we were quite a team.
You know, back in those days,
honor and respect for the badge meant something.
Worst boy band ever.
[Whistles]
Do you all still keep in touch?
Occasionally.
Jack still lives in town.
Jerry has a place north.
I'm the only one who hasn't retired.
He means physically.
Mentally, it's naptime, bea.
'Scuse me, do you mind if I have some of this candy?
- Of course, dear. - Thank you.
You have a problem, Candyman.
I make the world taste good.
Bea, back in '91, do you remember hearing
Jack talk about a case involving the name Veronica Towne?
No.
He rarely talked to me about any of his cases.
Do you remember anything strange about his behavior
at the time?
Please, this is important.
Well, let's see.
[Muttering] '91.
Well, there were the calls.
What calls?
I'll be right back.
Are you kidding me?
You just crashed at the police station.
Playas don't crash, Shawn.
They rest their eyes, and then they refuel.
Burton!
For about a week, I would get these calls
when I was alone from a man with a deep, raspy voice,
and he'd say things like,
"how's your day going, bea?" Then hang up.
I didn't really start to get scared until these showed up.
These was waitin' for me on my car windshield one afternoon.
Did Lou ever see these?
Yes, but he just said to ignore them
and then he placed the photos in the trash.
I immediately fished them out and kept them, just to be safe.
What happened after that?
Nothin'.
No more calls, photos.
But Lou's behavior did strike me as a bit strange.
But then I just assumed it was because of the stress
of working two jobs.
Two jobs?
W-w-what do you mean?
He was too proud to tell you.
I had some medical issues at the time, so he picked up
an off-duty security job to help pay the bills.
Do you remember where?
Yes.
The blue derby.
I came here twice to interview the staff
after Veronica's disappearance.
Both times, Lou called in sick.
Yeah, he was definitely hiding something.
What is this place?
Well, back then, it was one of those
'30s, smoky-style piano bars,
complete with red booths and waitresses in skimpy outfits.
[Soft blues piano]
I can see times have changed.
Detective Spencer, right?
Ida Lane.
I thought you woulda found a different line of work by now.
I was about to say the same thing to you.
This is my son, Shawn, and his partner, Gus.
Hello.
Nice.
I voted against prop 8.
[Scoffs] We're partners in a detective agency.
Oh.
But we're also lovers in the nighttime.
Will you stop it?
We're like the insiders, but even more gay.
The insiders were not gay.
And neither are we.
Ida, we found Veronica Towne's body yesterday.
Does that upset you?
Why would it?
I wasn't her biggest fan.
And why's that?
She was a terrible waitress who did whatever she wanted
because she was sleeping with Jordan.
She disappeared once for six months
and then showed back up and... [Snaps fingers]
Got her job back, just like that.
You and I talked back when Veronica disappeared.
You said that she seemed upset.
Yes.
She was crying hysterically
and saying over and over,
"I will not do this alone."
Or something like that.
Do you recognize this man?
His name is Lou gamble, he used to work security back then.
All the security guys stayed in the parking lot.
I never met any of them.
Securityguys? Like, plural?
What, was this place jammin' back in the day?
Hardly.
I don't think this crowd, or anything for that matter,
has changed since the '50s.
That's interesting.
Would you mind if we took a peek in your kitchen?
Sure.
But it hasn't been operational since Ellis sold the place.
You mean Jordan.
Jordan was just the front man.
His father never let him have ownership of anything.
Hmm.
'Scuse us.
Dude, why would Ellis beaumont
be interested in a dive like this?
And what would he possibly need security for?
I don't know, but I'm not mad at Ida.
Somethin' about older women in inappropriate outfits
keepin' it nice and tight.
Gus, she's old enough to be
your mother's younger, sexier... Something. I get it.
See?
That's weird. There's no oven in here.
Just a bunch of burners.
And sodium bicarbonate. Bakin' soda?
- Bacon soda? - Yeah.
That's a genius idea, Gus,
but I'm not sure the world is ready
for a pork-flavored beverage.
I disagree, but that's not what I said.
Baking soda.
Baking.
That's what sodium bicarbonate is.
What the hell were they making here?
Crack?
Look, the Beaumonts owned the place
at the exact time
that the drug was running rampant everywhere.
I think his sense is right.
There was enough stuff in the kitchen
to mix the drug on a big scale.
Ellis beaumont was pushing drugs?
Well, he definitely wasn't making his money
from cooking food.
You know that's right.
How did the department not know about this?
'Cause he had protection from one of our own.
My ex-partner, Lou gamble.
Well, this gets better and better.
Lassiter, let's track down Jordan asap.
Track him down, isn't he here?
His lawyer arranged his release a half-hour ago.
We didn't have enough to hold him.
I'll bring him back in.
Dead or alive.
- Alive. - Fine.
Didn't say anything about conscious.
[Phone vibrates]
- Hello? - How's your day, Shawn?
I'm sorry, what was that?
Stay away from the Towne case.
That's a warning.
Who is this? Is this Jordan?
[Phone vibrates]
- Hello? - Hey, it's the woodmaster.
You're going to want to get down here.
So I've been doing some more work on Veronica here,
and two interesting things came up.
One: I believe she went to Virginia tech.
Notice the "V. T." On her necklace.
Which stands for "Veronica Towne."
Scratch that.
Second thing, this is the bombshell:
She had recently given birth.
Are you sure?
100%. The lab confirmed it.
She disappeared once for six months
and then showed back up and got her job back,
just like that.
Well...
The plot, unlike your hair,
continues to thicken.
Here's what I think,
I think Jordan knocked up Veronica,
sent her off to have the kid in secret.
She came back to the blue derby, flips out when she realizes
Jordan has no interest in being a father.
She was crying hysterically and saying, over and over,
"I will not do this alone."
Or something like that.
So she approaches him, she demands that he give more,
whether that means time or money, or both.
He freaks out. He chokes her.
And I imagine he had Lou dispose of the body.
That is one heartless-ass dude.
We need to tell your dad about this.
Let's not and say we did.
Come on, Shawn. He can't be that annoying.
Look, man, the one thing that I have never doubted
about my father is that he was a great cop.
It just bums me out that now I have to question that too.
- What do you mean? - What do I mean?
Let's see. He was lead on the case.
He didn't know that Veronica was pregnant.
He didn't know the blue derby was a crack den.
And he didn't even know his own partner was on the take.
Cut the man some slack, Shawn.
Santa Barbara has changed a lot since then.
There was a lot of underhanded, shady stuff going on.
Places don't change, Gus.
Stop makin' excuses for him.
What?
[Ominous music]
♪ .
Jules?
Oh, God.
[Objects clattering]
Hello?
[Suspenseful music]
- Mmm! - Gus!
What are you doing here?
[Talking with mouth full]
What?
Sorry. I had a mouth full of m&ms.
Shawn gave me his key and said to wait till you got back.
He was worried about you.
Worried? Why?
And I was saving those m&ms to make brownies.
Jules!
Oh, thank God.
Why aren't you answering your phone?
I was on a run on my break.
What is going on? Okay first things first.
When were you thinking about putting on those brownies?
Someone clearly trying to intimidate me
into dropping this case.
We found these on Gus's car.
Someone's following me?
Yes.
Pretty sure it's Jordan.
He's been completely off the map since he was released.
Listen, you can't just drop out of contact like that.
Shawn, relax. I'm okay. [Phone ringing]
'Scuse me.
Look, I think I'm gonna stick around here for a while.
At least till we solve this thing.
Thank you, but I am perfectly capable
of taking care of myself.
Just let me.
Please?
Okay.
- Hello? - Gus, is Juliet okay?
Yeah, she's fine.
Aren't you curious how I am? Not really.
Now, listen, tell Shawn that Lassiter has set up a trace
on his cell phone so we can nail down the location
of this caller.
- Okay. - Wait. One more thing.
I've been doing a little digging on Jordan.
Get this. Turns out he was married for a year back in '97.
[Mouth full] To who?
So where's your father?
Don't worry, Ida, he's on his way.
Why didn't you tell us you were married to Jordan?
Never came up.
Besides, it's not something I like to talk about.
It was probably the most depressing time in my life.
That says a lot.
Why did it end, exactly?
I wanted children.
And he didn't?
Let's just say they weren't in the cards for him.
Meaning what?
His juice had no pulp.
Hmm?
His seed wasn't fruitful.
Man was a farmer? He wasn't...
- he was pouring decaf. - [Whispers] Coffee?
Pumping unleaded?
Gas? I don't...
his hall had no oates?
He was sterile!
- Ohh. - Oh, sure.
Hall. Oates.
That makes total sense.
[Speaking Spanish]
- [Scoffs] Exactly. - Whatever.
[Scoffs] She doesn't speak Spanish, Shawn.
Will you excuse us for just one moment?
- Please. - Gladly.
Holy crap, Gus.
That means Jordan couldn't have been the one
that knocked up Veronica.
Does that mean he didn't kill her?
Not necessarily.
We gotta figure out who the real father was.
And how do we do that?
[Sighs]
I've got something.
Thank you for meeting with us, doctor.
Oh, of course.
One of my true pleasures in life is getting to meet the people
I help bring into this world.
Plus, uh, Stevie here made enough fish to feed
the entire Cambodian air force.
Oh, don't worry.
He doesn't speak a lick of English.
Actually, I do.
Huh. Look at that.
17 years.
You are full of surprises, Stevie.
[Both laugh]
Oh.
How 'bout that.
Uh, confession.
You did not deliver me as a baby, doctor.
- Oh. - No, sir.
That honor went to a Cabbie named Jugdish.
I know what you're thinking,
but it wasn't even an emergency labor.
Hmm.
Jugdish just brought my mother great comfort.
Back in India, he was a doctor.
Of musicology.
But you did deliver the child of a woman we once knew.
Oh, really? Who was that?
Veronica Towne.
What exactly are you boys after?
The truth would be nice.
Or some mallomars.
We're not settling for mallomars.
I didn't say we were settling.
I see.
"The truth is heavy, therefore, few care to carry it."
Winston Churchill said that.
[Laughs] Look, doctor.
I don't care if the former prime minister of england said it.
What I know is that Veronica Towne's body
was recently discovered
with your business card on it.
[Slurps loudly]
20 years ago,
she arrived at a clinic I had on the outside of town.
The entire delivery ran three hours.
She had a girl.
We would like to know who the father was.
[Slurps loudly]
That I cannot tell you.
She didn't tell me, nor did I care.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I think I'll finish this inside.
But I'll advise you boys to watch your step.
The past can be treacherous.
Can you at least tell us the girl's name?
Yes.
Dahlia. Dahlia Towne.
Dude, there are no listings for a dahlia Towne anywhere.
We need to check the birth records
and the adoption records.
Dude, I am tired.
Now, get your stuff and go be with Juliet.
We'll do it in the morning.
The morning may be too late, Gus.
I'm not gonna mess up this investigation like my dad did.
Man, you need to work out your daddy issues on your own time.
Now, I'm 'bout to go home and have a threesome
with two toblerones, and then hit the sack.
- Suck it. - You suck it.
Both: ♪ suck it.
I'll see you in the morning.
All right, man.
[Footsteps]
All right, who's there?
Jordan?
[Grunts]
Nice night for a walk.
All right, listen.
I've got six bucks and a picture of Mary Stuart Masterson
in my wallet... it's all yours.
Find another case.
This is your last warning.
[Shouts]
[Rhythmic knocking at door]
Hello, thea. Goin' somewhere?
What happened to your eye?
When I don't sleep, I get a dark circle under one eye.
Where's Jordan?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You know what? Do us a favor and cut the crap.
His car is parked out back.
Really?
Hello, kitty cat.
[Shouts] Ow! What the hell?
Now we're even.
- For what? - For this.
And for threatening my girlfriend.
What? No! Oh, my g...
I never did any of those things.
Look, I am innocent.
Then why were you hiding?
Because my lawyer told me to stay out of sight.
He was worried there's gonna be a media circus.
Oh, please. You must think we're complete idiots.
I know it's you who's been callin' me.
[Phone rings]
Hello?
You should have taken my advice, Shawn.
[Caller hangs up]
Hey, look man, I'm sorry about your eye, okay?
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Spencer, listen. We traced that phone call.
It came from the corner of 26th and Holland.
That's two blocks from you.
26th and Holland. Got it.
Put some ice on that.
Ahh.
Worst boy band ever.
Jack!
Ja
- who're we chasing? - Jack Atwater, a detective.
He used to work with my dad.
- How old is he? - At least 70.
Then why can't we catch him?
I don't know.
I don't eat well and I don't exercise.
What's your excuse?
I don't do well at high altitudes.
- What are you talking about? - You know, like Denver.
We're not in Denver!
Just run, Shawn!
It's over, Jack.
[Both gasping and panting]
Back in '91, I was approached by Ellis beaumont.
He offered me 50 grand to play lookout for the drug business
he was running out of the blue derby.
I had two kids in school, so I bit.
Then, he said he needed one more, so I brought in Lou,
who was hesitant at first but, you know, bea had been sick.
You took an oath, Jack.
Oh, please. Spare me that boy scout crap, Henry.
Not all of us could be model cops like you.
No wonder I could never get a leg up on the investigation.
I'll give you this...
you weren't an easy guy to throw off.
- What happened next? - Things were fine.
Till one day, Ellis called and said there'd been an "accident"
with one of the waitresses.
- Veronica Towne. - Yeah.
He wanted help covering it up.
When we said no, he threatened to tip off
the chief to what we were doing.
So you covered up a murder.
We had no choice. The job was all we had.
You had a choice!
So Lou disposed of the body,
and then, a few weeks later, he started to crack.
So you threatened him and his wife to make him shut up.
And you pulled the same move on my son
after you killed Ellis beaumont.
Yes, but I did not kill beaumont. I swear.
Who in their right minds would believe that?
Me.
- Let me go. Jordan. - No, listen.
You can't just leave.
Jordan, things will never work out between the two of us.
Believe me. Why?
Because...
She's your sister.
What are you talking about?
You weren't the only one sleeping with Veronica Towne
20 years ago.
Your dad was, too.
And he got her pregnant.
And to hide it from you,
he sent her away to have the child.
Her name is dahlia.
- What? - He said her name was dahlia.
Your father's plan was to keep paying off Veronica,
but she wanted more.
How dare you come to my house!
You cannot just abandon me!
I will not do this alone!
Don't threaten me!
Threa...
[gasping]
Sensing that he could lose his marriage, he took action.
He had the officers on his payroll cover it up,
and then he arranged to have sweet, little dahlia
to be adopted by a couple in Michigan.
Who then changed her name to thea.
No, this is all insane.
No, it's not.
A year ago, my parents told me
that Veronica was my real mother.
I became obsessed with the case,
and I vowed to find out who murdered her.
Who you assumed was Jordan, based on the newspaper accounts.
But something... something told you it was Ellis instead.
And I'd like to take a guess.
Sure.
You're doing well so far.
He was color blind.
Just like you.
Nice place.
I guess.
If you like green.
See, color blindness is a genetic trait
that's almost always passed from father to daughter.
Have you been reading myscientific weekly?
- No. - My men's health quarterly?
You think we could do this later?
Stop reading my stuff, Shawn.
Armed with this knowledge, you confronted Ellis,
and you asked him point-blank if he was the one
that killed Veronica.
And I am assuming he came clean.
With a little persuasion.
Now!
I then told him to take me to the place
where they left my mother.
Show me where you put her.
Dahlia, come on.
Don't call me that.
Thea, you're my daughter.
[Gunshot]
And that's where you pulled the trigger.
I'm sorry, Jordan.
Rough day for you, man. No way around that.
The girl you're dating turns out to be your sister
who killed your father
who killed your mother
and was sleeping with your ex-girlfriend.
And Shawn punched you in the face.
Yeah, there's that too.
I'm sorry.
His girlfriend.
His sister.
His girlfriend.
His sister.
Forget about it, Shawn.
It's just Santa Barbara.
[Film noir music]
Well, I guess I should swing by your place
and pick up all my stuff
now that you're okay.
Shawn, all you brought over were some clothes, a toothbrush,
and your workout bricks.
- Right. All my stuff. - Oh.
I'll have you know, those bricks built this manhouse.
Thank you. What was that for?
I was just thinking about how worried you always are
when you think I'm in danger.
Oh, Jules.
My single greatest fear used to be that something
would happen to me.
Second greatest fear was that something would happen to Gus.
Clearly, all of that has changed.
So do me a favor
and stop finding yourself in grave danger.
I will do my best.
You know what? Why don't you stay at my place tonight?
Take your things home tomorrow.
Okay, that's cool.
Oh, wait.
Wait. Tomorrow's Friday.
Oh, right.
Well, maybe you should stay the weekend.
Ohhoho.
That would be three consecutive days.
72 hours. That's what's on the table.
Not even a vacation.
Nope. Just you and me at my place.
All right.
I'm gonna need a drawer, though.
[Laughs]
Well, then you're never gonna wanna leave.
Yo, pop. What's up?
I'm trying to convince your father to stay on
as a detective just a little longer.
He hasn't missed a step. Hear, hear.
No. My detective days are over.
So is my career in police work.
What?
Wait. You're retiring?
Effective immediately.
My resignation letter is already on your desk.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Is this because I yelled at you for the pants thing?
Look, dad. If you need to drop Trou...
You can drop Trou.
No, no, no. It's just...
my heart's not in it any more.
Henry, I think we should talk about this.
There's no need to, Karen.
It's time.
Well.
Let me know if you change your mind.
You'll be missed.
Thanks for everything, Karen.
All right. How long have you been thinkin' about this?
Oh, not long.
The only reason I stuck around for so long
was because of the respect I had for the job.
But now?
Nah.
Dad, I... I get it, and I'm...
I'm really sorry.
But, you know, there's still
a lot of damn good cops on the force.
And they go out there and put their lives on the line
every day for the right reasons.
You're right. Yeah, you're right.
It's just not my game any more, kid.
What?
Your old police hat?
[Laughs]
You remember I used to put this thing on as a kid,
run all over the house bumpin' into stuff?
Dreamin' that one day I'd be this amazing cop,
just like my old man.
Yeah, well, I guess your, uh, perception of me
has changed a little since then, huh?
Actually it's quite the contrary.
What do you say you and I go out and grab a beer
a little later?
Beer?
Yeah.
Wow. That's not really your thing, is it?
Yeah, I know.
Maybe we can change that,
now that I have some time on my hands.
I'm not gonna lie to ya,
a cold beer sounds rich and delicious.
I think we should go now.
Let's get one now.
First, I gotta break some bad news to an old friend.
So much bigger than mine, it's ridiculous.
It's yours, kid.
I'm sorry to be the one to break it to you, Jerry.
I just can't believe it.
The four of us were like brothers.
I guess we're the last of the good ones, huh?
Well, it looks like retirement's been good to ya.
Oh, yeah. Thanks.
I told ya to let me do your investing for ya.
[Laughing] I know, I know.
I still can't understand how they would do all of that
just for money.
Well, 50 grand was a lot back then.
What'd you just say?
50 grand. I-I-it was a lot of cash.
I never told you how much they were gettin' paid.
[Sighs]
- Shawn! - Hey, buzz.
I forgot to pick up our check.
Did I hear the Towne/beaumont case was wrapped up?
Yeah, it is.
Aw, jeez, someone should have told me.
I've been going through these old records for eight hours.
What for?
Off duty work permits.
Chief vick wanted a list of everyone who filed to work
at the blue derby.
- Sure. - This one is unmarked.
Someone was trying real hard to make sure it wasn't found.
Really?
Oh, my God.
[Film noir music]
It's not too late to do the right thing, Jerry.
Sync and corrections by sp8ky for www.Addic7ed.Com.
I'm sorry, Henry.
[Gunshot]
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